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🐱 Siberian [Pedigree]
📸 Tatyana Alalykina [Noche Blanca]
🎨 Black Classic Tabby with White
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whatever. spins in a circle a few times until plopping down to lay on the ground all cozy with my fluffy tummy exposed
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My partner's friend's little sister is a therian, and whenever their friend has had a concern or question, they've come to me, which I deeply appreciate. I don't really know much about this kid other than she's a wolf and a tween and she's been brave enough to tell her whole family about therianthropy.
Today, at the local pride parade, there were a couple therian kids (I assume, with the masks and tails) running around, and I got to thinking about the little sister. Turns out her parents are considering enrolling her in a special ed class at a Waldorf school, where about half the students are therians and the teachers are supportive of therianthropy.
We live in a time where there are therian classrooms with supportive teachers. I broke down crying in the middle of the parade when my partner told me. Fuck dude, I'm tearing up all over again writing this. There are therian kids growing up right now, being open about their therianthropy and meeting support and acceptance from teachers and peers and parents and siblings, and being in a class surrounded by half a dozen other therians of their own age.
I never could've even imagined something like this when I was a 13 year old baby therian.
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cyberpunk doesn’t have enough alterhumans in it in my experience. they gotta get on that. swap some brains around into other bodies or use a wireless connection to control another body like a puppet or something
you go to buy guns and the street rat arms dealer you’re meeting with is… a german shepherd. hmm. interesting. well, her brain is human, and her body is a synthetic lab-grown one she got put into, complete with titanium teeth. except for some minor computer interfacing electrodes, she looks just like the real thing. it’s freaky.
that rat perched on your contact’s shoulder is the real contact. she just hired someone to work as a decoy because she’s in danger - and when the decoy gets sniped from a tower across the street, she scurries off into a sewer, completely unharmed.
birds aren’t government drones. don’t be ridiculous. birds are government spies.
your target for this hit isn’t even an animal. she just got more arms for the fun of it. she wanted to look like this and this way she can use 6 knives at once
the underground fight club you go to ramps up the drama by putting fighters into weaponized biomechanical bodies grown in-house. you’re watching a grizzly bear with steel wool fur rip apart a massive bipedal bull with saws for horns. unregulated combat sports are fuckin wild in this district
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Business lunch. This is from a negative in my collection, ca. 1970s. When I posted this to Bluesky previously, a sharp-eyed follower identified the likely location as the dock in front of the Lightship Ambrose in NYC!
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Photo from my collection, the back says “Catty and Jean at home (Hurst). July 1952.” No other info.
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From The Cat Who Thought Too Much by Robin D. Gill.
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Dexter Śnieżny Urwis
🐱 Siberian
📸 Renata Gruszka [Śnieżny Urwis]
🎨 Black Sunshine Spotted Tabby [Corin Gene: Sunshine and Sunshine Silver (Bimetal)]
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Send help, the cats are taking over my sketchbook..!
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