Xeans
@xeans.bsky.social
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Dragon unless I'm a wolf, Nonbinary unless I'm not. ΘΔ 🏳️‍⚧️ 🖤💜🤍💛 They/Them mid 30s Banner: Gunhead PFP: Icefire
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Ever since Twitter fell apart I felt like it's a good plan to diversify my contact methods

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Yeah it's a really fun framing device for bits of fic.
Weh Feelings.
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.
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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
It's one of those things where some systems don't do a good middle ground - they're either pretending as singlet during the day job or with people they have to do that, or they're with someone who's okay to unmask with and they don't quite remember some people need some help now and then.
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made chả giò (vietnamese egg rolls) based on my bà nội's (grandma's) recipe with the help of @sludgerslipfwysh.bsky.social !! 💕
Rectangular ceramic dish holding a bunch of Vietnamese egg rolls. Three egg rolls stacked into a pyramid with Nước chấm (sweet and spicy fish sauce) on the side❤️ Half bitten egg roll revealing the inside. Mason jar full of home made Nước chấm.
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mech pilot with a forearm tattoo that says DEATH BEFORE DISCONNECTION
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the use of "sickening" and "disgusting" as a synonym for "immoral" suggests that the primary dictator of morals to humanity is not religion but the gag reflex
You know what didn't happen when I was a puppy?

THIS SHIT.
www.nbcnews.com/health/healt...
A bubbling measles outbreak in the upstate of South Carolina has forced 153 unvaccinated children out of the classroom and into quarantine for a minimum of 21 days.

In Minnesota, 118 students are also under quarantine in the Minneapolis-St. Paul area.
Hundreds of U.S. students quarantined amid measles outbreaks
At least 270 unvaccinated kids are staying home from school as measles continues to spread nationwide. "Expect more," one expert said.
www.nbcnews.com
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if you see someone wearing one of these at a furry con, they're a fed
Between this and the Spirit Halloween masks, it's amusing but also the nightmare of furry going mainstream. 💀
Gross furry shirts at Spencer's. s: @R0rek (X)
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My favourite Lancer mech is the Tortuga and my favourite Battletech mech is the Timber Wolf.

You may call me basic. I would call myself "basic-ally winning every engagement because I picked the best mech."
Can't rotate an apple for shit but I can have a whole conversation with the other four of me.
Oh it's one of my posts again.
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LA: we will fight you.

Chicago: we will fight you.

PDX: we will make you endure week after week of of improv theater.
I've gotten some attitude from binary trans folks and it always shocks me.

Like. Folks we're all transgressing gender here I'm just freestyling.
I don't know the names on most of my friends' legal documentation and I am 100% cool with that.
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I went to the feral kickz art market today and I DIDNT KNOW @tuxedodragon.bsky.social WAS THE ARTIST WHO MADE THIS IMAGE LOL. I remembering seeing it forever ago in a random discord server and thinking this was the funniest thing ever! Such a small world out there! Wish i brought money to buy stuff!
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Unrelated to the keyboard stuff I posted earlier, anyone who does sewing commissions? Looking for some organiser pouches with zippers and pockets for some tech trinkets I have
Apropos of this I bet the Gate has an ABSURD speedrunning community.

#InGoldenFlame #LancerTTRPG
The emblem for my Lancer player character team originally looked like this on the left:
But for some reason, it now looks like this on the right:
A badge depicting the Pillars of Hercules, with a Hercules beetle positioned between the two pillars. A Hercules beetle illustrated in the Hollow Knight style, holding two pillars.
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I’m not human at all not even .1% human and if u don’t understand that I can’t help u bro sorry
EVERYONE SHUT UP IT'S HAPPENING
Everyone SHUT THE FUCK UP Protomen dropped pre-orders for Act III theprotomen.bandcamp.com/album/act-ii...
Protomen Part 3 Album cover - This City Made us

a character stares into the city as in the distance a giant beam of light shoots from the mountains into the cloudy sky.
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"being ceo of a social network" is in the dsm vi
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Tower View 🍃

#furryart #furry
I casually invite them to stop me
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Starting my Deadlock journey. Thank you to the discord for informing me about the lore.