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@shimi.bsky.social

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Deaf arty faggit. Bitey lil trans critter. Lvl 61 Elder. Episcopal & knot deep, tail-biting Holothere. Gramarteus & miniator. Pictor. Librorum illuminator. Scaenicus, Tibmicen & Cantor. Psalmista & Vates. Importunus sodalis bestiarum amator animalium.

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Shimi ·⃝⃤ @shimi.bsky.social · Oct 13

I turned out to be such a faggot.

She is standing in the middle of a pile of laundry and a very unmade bed with three trans girls sleep. She is wearing white dungarees. There are a couple of sizes too big for her now and she is holding up an iPad to take a selfie in a mirror And the other hand is making a V for victory sign. She’s wearing red and black tortoiseshell glasses and she has a stupid shit eating grin on her face.

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Shimi ·⃝⃤ @shimi.bsky.social · 48m

Re-child yourself / Re-wild thyself.

Two ink drawings on textured paper, each depicting a pair of wolves curled together in intimate, circular poses. In the top image, one wolf drapes protectively over the other, their bodies forming a tight spiral of fur and tenderness. In the lower image, the two lie intertwined, mirroring one another in a yin-yang–like composition. Both wolves have small glowing circles at their hearts, symbols of inner light. Each piece is signed “Shimi” in a red seal. The overall mood is one of deep affection, safety, and unity — creatures finding warmth in each other’s presence.

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Shimi ·⃝⃤ @shimi.bsky.social · 3h

Aww thanks

Shimi ·⃝⃤ @shimi.bsky.social · 20h

Proud of you

Shimi ·⃝⃤ @shimi.bsky.social · 20h

Lets all help this gal get closer to a safe goal!

wrən @dirtsecret.bsky.social · 22h

Hey folks! Ive gotten an astonishing amount of support on this and I've been able to pay off 46% of this debt so far! Sadly im still way in the red with the huge monthly payments rn and struggling to get by. I could still really use some help with this awful tax situation <3

gofund.me/a4053bb4b

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Shimi ·⃝⃤ @shimi.bsky.social · 22h

Not yet

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Shimi ·⃝⃤ @shimi.bsky.social · 1d

This fucks so hard

Shimi ·⃝⃤ @shimi.bsky.social · 1d

“You Tried to Steal My Light”

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ERIS @petday.bsky.social · 3d

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Shimi ·⃝⃤ @shimi.bsky.social · 1d

How the FUCK are you so cool

Shimi ·⃝⃤ @shimi.bsky.social · 1d

You shall slide into your glorious Eno era with such grace and ease.

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Shimi ·⃝⃤ @shimi.bsky.social · 1d

“The Light inside.”

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Shimi ·⃝⃤ @shimi.bsky.social · 2d

This will be part of a series of cards of the mythical early world series I have been writing about in “Therion”, “Lykaeon”, “The Goddess of all Dogs”, “A Blood Older than Hunger”. Hopefully I shall have 4 new cards to sell at the end of October.

Shimi ·⃝⃤ @shimi.bsky.social · 2d

“Something inside them—something both creature & more than creature—answered. They howled back, a thousand voices braided into one timeless, endless vow…”

A hand-inked illustration on textured paper showing two pairs of wolves: one black (possibly their father), one slightly smaller brown (presumably their mother) and two smaller wolves — presumably their puppies — sitting and howling toward a dark moon suspended above them, its light radiating in short lines. The style is clean, symbolic, and mythic, evoking early-world creation stories. A small red artist stamp reads “Shimi.” This is Part of Shimi’s mythic early world series connected to Therion, Lykaeon, The Goddess of All Dogs, and A Blood Older than Hunger.

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Shimi ·⃝⃤ @shimi.bsky.social · 2d

Awrfff

Shimi ·⃝⃤ @shimi.bsky.social · 2d

Gnnnrrrrrr wag

Shimi ·⃝⃤ @shimi.bsky.social · 3d

“You are beloved” original sketch.

Loose pencil sketch of a rat sitting upright, one paw raised gently as it looks upward. Soft, lively lines trace its form, and radiant marks above its head suggest light or reverence — a small, tender moment of awe or blessing.

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Shimi ·⃝⃤ @shimi.bsky.social · 3d

Wrrffff

Shimi ·⃝⃤ @shimi.bsky.social · 3d

wag wag wag

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crepuscular sleazecoat ☉∇ ☣ 🏜️ 🔜 BLFC @coyote.tel · 6d

PROJECT: NUZ ZINEZERO.5

Howdy!! I updated our nonhuman information zine for more information about physical nonhumanity and some change in grammar, plus a couple new pieces of my writing! This is made in the hopes of helping others better understand nonhumanity!

RTs appreciated!!

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Shimi ·⃝⃤ @shimi.bsky.social · 3d

New Zine and Cart Art drop at St Rat. Its a wet day so may not survive to well. Ahh the impermanence of this all.

A small shrine built into a mosaic wall reading HOT RAT MOTHER in bold letters over shimmering blue tiles and a pink ceramic rat tail. On the ledge below, wilted flowers and a stack of zines titled You Are Beloved rest together, the cover showing a black rat with light lines radiating from its head like a halo.

A row of prints laid neatly on concrete against a brick wall, each showing the same black ink illustration of a rat with the words You Are Beloved above it. The prints form a gentle procession, leaves scattered around them, creating a quiet, devotional feeling.

Shimi ·⃝⃤ @shimi.bsky.social · 4d

Find yourself a love that looks into your eyes like this.

A rough, loose pencil WIP sketch of the cover art of “Playdate: Scratch and Me”) of a Wolf (WLF-7) and a Coyote (CYT-3) joyfully playing. They face each other with raised tails and open mouths, paws lifted mid-step as if dancing or sparring in affection. One of their front paws touch. The lines are quick and energetic, capturing motion, laughter, and the warmth of shared wildness.

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Shimi ·⃝⃤ @shimi.bsky.social · 4d

That do not sit on the steps is just…

Fucking
Inviting
Me
To

Shimi ·⃝⃤ @shimi.bsky.social · 4d

I saw you there! I think. I was very sick and recovering from bad lungs but eveyone was so lovely and considerate and more importantly doggy.

Even the cats were doggy
A bit….

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Shimi ·⃝⃤ @shimi.bsky.social · 4d

Honestly this was the vibe at the therian puppygirl picnic in the park last weekend. Elder wolf watched the pups and howled along.

Mae @spiderpolice.bsky.social · 5d

yuritober day 9 but there's a bunch of doggies this time

A sign reads "Dog Girl Club -- Meeting today. A Room of three anthro wolves and a doggirl sit on the floor together. Two of the anthros howl, the dog girl blushes, ogling a wolf, while another wolf says "Welcome to the pack!"

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Shimi ·⃝⃤ @shimi.bsky.social · 4d

This one is a lot of fun and games.

Shimi ·⃝⃤ @shimi.bsky.social · 9d

New #Zine Play date: Scratch & Me. 1/2: What starts as #animalhrt reintegration turns into a gay, feral mess. Tail-flags, enrichment-bot-humping, & creaturely flirtation they don’t have protocols for. #exhumanisn #therianthropy & finding love thru nosebumps, leg mounts, & disregarding clipboards.

Page 1 – Cover
Alt text: A black-and-white illustrated zine cover titled PlayDate: Scratch & Me by Shimi & Critter. A wolf and a coyote face each other playfully, their tails raised, mouths open mid-bark, arrows curving between them. Text at bottom: “Research notes remain property of Glaxo Smyth-Klein.

Page 2 – Foreword
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Typed text under the heading Foreword:

This field account represents an early-stage observation of cross-species affective integration during post-theriomorphic rehabilitation. Following the administration of Lupinex (Therionyl–5mL, Dose 9), subject WLF-7 was introduced to a controlled interaction zone for social re-acclimation with subject CYT-3 (‘Scratch’), a coyote-type who had successfully completed full human sentience-divestment protocols two months prior to these events.

What ensued was neither anomalous nor unexpected… While not explicitly designed as a courtship environment, the enclosure nevertheless provided adequate stimulus for instinct-led affiliative behaviors, scent-sharing, and what supervisory logs delicately refer to as ‘non-target arousal states.’

This transcript has been preserved in its near-entirety as a rare qualitative snapshot of joy unburdened by language, love untroubled by taxonomy… For the record: the enrichment bot did not survive.”
At the bottom: “– Journal of Transitional Companion Species Studies, Vol. 12, Issue 3. Field Editor: Dr. E.J. Cark. Catalog Ref: WLF-7/CYT-3/PLAY-009.

Page 3 – PlayDate: Scratch & Me (Opening)
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Reused cover Illustration of WLF-7 and Scratch a coyote facing each other playfully above the title PlayDate: Scratch & Me:

They told me the playdate was species-safe and therapeutic integration support. A “familiarity session,” they said, smiling, holding clipboards. No cages, no needles, no species-adjusted stress-testing. Just me, a freshly-run wolf girl, still sloshy with Therionyl, and my best friend, a coyote who’d gone in two months earlier, now known, simply, as Scratch.
I think we used to be inseparable? Back before paws. I don’t remember what we called each other then. It’s like remembering hands. She says her name used to be “not important.” Feels about right.
Scratch has two different coloured eyes — one pale amber, one glacial blue — and an extra dewclaw on her left forepaw that clicks too quickly when she paces. She used to love David Bowie, I just about remember that much, which makes the whole mismatched eye thing feel like fate.
The handlers dropped me into the lab-run enclosure with the usual checklist: tail relaxed, ears perked, no visible signs of trauma. It was a “juvenile” range, meaning the fences were padded and the water bowl was comically oversized — a playground, basically, with fake grass and one of those motorised rabbits for enrichment. I sniffed the hell out of it.

But I forgot all about the scent dummy the moment Scratch came bounding through the mesh gate like she was late for a bar fight and excited about it.
Woof! She smelled like joy. Dust, musk, golden resin sun. Her tail spun like a pinwheel as she barrelled toward me, skidding on the synthetic turf and immediately nose-bumping my flank like we were resuming a conversation mid-sentence.
We tumbled together, yipping and clambering in a fur-pile of mutual recognition. She nipped my ear; I bit her scruff; she rolled onto her back and kicked like she wanted me to see the ridiculous length of her tongue. She’d always been like this. Just… more Scratch now. Less girl-who-was.
I don’t think either of us realised we were flirting.
We’d no plans. No script. But we kept getting closer. Like, crotch-sniffing close. Tail-swishing, back-arched, “hey is this normal” kind of close. I mean, we’d always had that slightly-too-long eye contact thing going back in the human days — long nights in dorm rooms, secrets with no outlet, the kind of affection you could only channel into shared playlists and ill-advised tattoos. But we never did anything.
Turns out, animal brains don’t care about inhibition. Turns out, tails are loud.
She winked one of her mismatched eyes and flagged her tail up so dramatically I thought she was trying to signal aircraft. I made the kind of low, breathy whine I used to reserve for art-house movies and midnight texts. Then she circled me, brushed flanks, and made this tiny little hop like “tag — you’re in heat.”
I was not in heat. I was ready for problems. Awrrfff! It just escalated from there.
At some point, I hiked my tail too fast and knocked over the handler’s little enrichment cam-bot. Scratch pounced it and started biting and humping it like a squeaky toy possessed by heat and bad decisions. It made a noise like a drowning coffee grinder. I was cry-baying with laughter and half-lunging at her side, and somehow we both ended up in the crash-mat tunnel

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