Phoenix T'ril
@phoenixtril.bsky.social
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Furry, dragon, he/him. Space enthusiast, design aficionado, occasional writer.
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phoenixtril.bsky.social
Bless this Toothless, thank you for restoring my faith in this beautiful creature
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phoenixtril.bsky.social
I do not typically make personal appeals, but this is someone I care about very much.

Your reach, if nothing else, is greatly appreciated, in helping them find a new place to call home.

Thank you. 💜
oneironott.bsky.social
ko-fi.com/oneironott losing my housing sometime soon (do not know when)
disabled and struggling to find work
could use any help i can get
thank you, i love you all
#mutualaidmonday #mutualaid
phoenixtril.bsky.social
Oh, love that. And it'll be an hour before they track them down, assuming they can, and they haven't just vanished (as happened to a coworker of mine).
phoenixtril.bsky.social
I do not typically make personal appeals, but this is someone I care about very much.

Your reach, if nothing else, is greatly appreciated, in helping them find a new place to call home.

Thank you. 💜
oneironott.bsky.social
ko-fi.com/oneironott losing my housing sometime soon (do not know when)
disabled and struggling to find work
could use any help i can get
thank you, i love you all
#mutualaidmonday #mutualaid
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oneironott.bsky.social
ko-fi.com/oneironott losing my housing sometime soon (do not know when)
disabled and struggling to find work
could use any help i can get
thank you, i love you all
#mutualaidmonday #mutualaid
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cckirby.bsky.social
Alex Trebek saying "the creature" on this episode of Jeopardy! from Halloween 1997
phoenixtril.bsky.social
Visiting some backwoods just a few minutes from my place here in Toronto. So pretty, and so quiet.

Van has lovely beaches, but getting into the deep of Stanley Park or Pacific Spirit takes a long time to do. I missed how accessible this depth of nature is.
A forest scene with green leafy trees surrounding a path in centre frame. A forest scene with green leafy trees surrounding a bridge in the middle. A vibrant green canopy supported by many thin trees. A brightly lit scene of a forest full of thin trees. One thicker tree in foreground left splits in two just above the trunk base. It sits beside a path through the trees heading away from the viewer.
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sushifur.live
is your child texting about KOBOLDS?

brb = bring rocks babe
idk = in dragons keep
yolo = yipping out loud often
lol = loving our lair
stfu = shiny things, forget u
dtf = digging tunnels fast
hmu = hoarding magical urns
btw = big tail wiggle
imo = interesting moss odour
tbh = tiny but hungry
phoenixtril.bsky.social
Gods no please XD I can't handle this few numbers! I need more numbers!
phoenixtril.bsky.social
🐉🛫YVR > YYZ

Okay! Let's do this thing. It's just a week, it's not so bad. Love y'all!
phoenixtril.bsky.social
Five AM is too early for anything. Seven AM is not much better.
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discoelysiumbot.bsky.social
YOU - I don't want to be this kind of animal anymore.
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maxdunbar.bsky.social
A Dragonborn to start the day
#dnd #fantasyart
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shimi.bsky.social
Dear #Therians finding it hard to reach or reclaim your creaturely selves… this one is for you. Put it aside for when you struggle.

That Light Inside You…
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THAT LIGHT INSIDE YOU

That “hole” we sometimes feel in the center of us? It isn’t emptiness. It’s a light. A core. It’s what remains when every human costume forced upon us has been smashed off the floor — the pulse that refuses to die even when we forget how to listen for it. It’s a tiny space… that’s why it often feels: quiet, unreachable, hidden beneath trauma, scar tissue or silence. But it’s never truly gone.

We may meet creatures who tell us they’ve felt distant from their creaturely and animal selves; that their connection used to burn brighter, but now it flickers. I want to remind you — as the elder wolf at the table, (tending her own light) — in the midst of everything terrible and wonderful — flickering is still fire.

The disconnection isn’t a failure; it’s a season. The creature self can go underground like hibernation. The light doesn’t vanish; it waits. You can’t force it open with willpower or rationalise it into the open. You reach it by remembering softness — the warmth of breath, the weight of fur — imagined or real — the rhythm that existed before words before human thought before guilt and shame.

There were times I thought I’d lost my light too — when the world grew so impossibly loud in my head and the human masks became too heavy to lift. But every time I’ve fallen quiet enough, the light has stirred, and I’ve known she was still there: the creaturely ember that endures even when the rest of me forgets how to howl.

If you feel nothing right now, that’s OK! The light doesn’t demand anything; it simply is. Touch the earth. Breathe. Feel the wind move across your skin. Cry, bark, purr, shout, weep. Creature will feel it. It always does.

That light was never a hole to fill — it is the part of us that remembers what we truly are: whole, creatures of light and love, wild, beautiful and free — waiting to be met again.

And if it flickers and splutters? Fear not. That light inside you will come back. It never went away.

— Shimi & Critter
phoenixtril.bsky.social
That is impressive as hell. :D
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koboldposting.bsky.social
human: look! a kobold!

human 2: keep watching, maybe they’ll make the cute face

kobold: •w•

human: YEAAHH
phoenixtril.bsky.social
I'm going to be home on Saturday, but, sure, two hours on the phone.

I'm not sure how to do a solid week of this anymore. @.@
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phoenixtril.bsky.social
The database I rely on to do work has an update process that runs overnight.

It broke, and not only didn't work, it turned the extant database into garbage, for today. So I can't do any of the things I wanted to do today.

Just want to go back to bed, honestly.
phoenixtril.bsky.social
The weirdest feeling is being on an aircraft, getting up and walking around the cabin. The parallax through the windows as you go transforms the outside from 'huh, that's an interesting thing on TV' to 'I am in a tiny metal tube very high in the sky' and it's quite a thing for the brain to process.