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I don’t post often, so I doubt there are many, if any people, that really care if I’m in the tag or not.
I do lurk in almost every day, and I’m sick of what I’m reading. There’s too much fighting and negativity. I’m gonna keep this blog, and post on it sometimes, but I will probably not use the otherkin tag for anything and I will not be looking at this tag again for awhile.
So, follow me if you want to keep up on me, and message me directly if you have anything you want me to see.
Hopefully the Kin community on Tumblr gets better, but I’m not holding my breath. 

: So I’m curious-are there any star folk out there who find it...

faeriesandthings:

So I’m curious-

are there any star folk out there who find it difficult to speak, or manage even their native earth language?

I have genuinely felt, almost all of my life, that I should have been mute, or that people should have known what I needed or meant, just by the expression on my face, or…

Ugh. English drives me insane. I don’t know if it’s spoken language in general, or English specifically.
But I find myself relying heavily on body language and facial expression…that somehow very few people pick up on and it’s frustrating.
I’ve never done well at turning my thoughts into words so I end up just stumbling over all my word vomit into a jumble of sentences that isn’t at all what I mean.
The amount of times I have discussions with people and say, “Hang on. Let me think about how to word this”, followed by us sitting in silence for ages cause I can’t figure it out.

(via faeriesandthings-deactivated201)

Angel-clad Humanoids: Introductions

the-tallanic-order:

Hi! This is my intro post (Although my partner might do one too ^^)

My name is Sirah Va’tir’tiel, loosely translated it means “Blossom Frost-child” (Where “Sirah” is blossom/flower, “Va’tir” is frost and “Tiel” is child)

I have a human body, but I am not human. I am many things.

First, and the…

Oooooh! Your description of yourself and the way the names you used sound seems soooo close to myself (still haven’t figured out my species or planet), but unfortunately there’s a few key things that are still being left out.
Reading your post did get my hopes up a little bit. xD

theladypagan:

yours-truly-calliope:

Alright. Here goes.

This is a heptagram. It is the symbol of Otherkinism.
Why is this important? 
Well, for starters, I am otherkin.
A lot of people think of furries at the first glance of the word, if the meaning is discernable.I am not a furry, or a scalie, actually.
Otherkinism actually refers to individuals who partially or completely identify as non-human. Usually catagorized under otherkin are those identifying as angels, demons, androids, fairies, elves, plants, aliens, etc.
So, what I am trying to say is this- I do not consider myself completely human. In fact, most of the time I feel non-human.
But what do you identify as, exactly?
Well, I’m not exactly sure what I am exactly, but the feelings come closest to a race of aliens found in a rather beautiful and famous piece of hypertext literature. The longest hypertext fiction to ever exist. 
I am talking about being what I call ‘trollkin’.
Before you call me a crazy fangirl and unfollow me, allow me to explain. 
Yes, I am a huge fan of Homestuck- that is no lie. I religiously will read that as my first option if I am given internet to do so, I love to do roleplay, I am currently working on voice acting, and I am writing a fanfiction and an AU. Hell, I’m listening to ‘Song of Skaia’ right now (although, I’ll be really honest, even if I wasn’t a Homestuck I would listen to Song of Skaia because I am a sucker for Latin).
However, there is a fine line between the want to be a troll and the emotional feeling of it:
1. When I hooked up with my boyfriend, I referred to the type of love I felt as ‘motherly-sisterly love’. I recently am reflecting this and I have discovered that such a feeling is synonymous to me with pity.
2. I have hated cosmically before and it felt fantastic when I finally embarrassed that individual for making fun of me all those years ago. Call it sadistic, but when you tell someone that you are unable to easily drag yourself away from an obsession because you have a pervasive developmental disorder, and that he practically left you for being autistic, you better believe he should feel a little bad.
3. I am a bit of a pale whore and I don’t ever EVER mean to be. EVER. PERIOD. I hate having Aspergers Syndrome- you can never tell people that you want to platonically cuddle and I just want to shoosh pap the entire damn world because there are too many people that need care.
4. I feel auspisticism, and let me tell you that OH GOD IT IS A CLUSTERFUCK. I don’t normally understand how to deal with any of these emotions so I usually isolate myself.
5. WH, of you are reading this, and see point #3, you are still my moirail. I just suck at being there for one person and I try to help everyone. O///O Sorry about that. <><><><><><><><><>
6. I didn’t realize any of this until the first convention where I cosplayed as my troll OC. Sam did an impeccable job on the leg makeup (I had stockings on, okay? Good). I wanted to leave the makeup on but I didn’t.
7. I was getting off topic there. Again. Anyway, one of the most interesting things is I can’t easily handle it when multiple people have breakdowns or there is miscommunication- I feel a strange blend of despair and rancor and neglect. It isn’t that people are ignoring me- even when I am paid attention to I still feel alone.
Most of this stuff I am open to having friendly discussions about, mostly because I feel that it would help satisfy thirsty questions and would aide my self esteem. My boyfriend has a hard time dealing with being called a girl (he is gender nonconforming and I love him all the same), he and I both understand each other in respect to our identities. 
It isn’t easy to feel like this. Normally I’m quite comfortable with my body, but somedays I look at myself and sigh. I told Sam that if I went to a con, I was bringing some sort of grey body paint with me. 
I guess you could say this has been my BIG announcement, but I’d also like to invite you to ask about questions, as maintaining communication means mutual understanding, and I’d like to be understood very much (it doesn’t come often, even before these feelings were better identified).
So, with that, I bid you to ask away!
Thanks for reading this whole thing. It means a lot to me! ^-^


As a Scandinavian, homestruck makes me sad, because the “trolls” aren’t and doesn’t resemble trolls at all…

It’s just a shared name. Theyre not supposed to be anythink like Earth trolls. I think the source of their name is more supposed to be a reference to internet trolling cause they do that a lot at the beginning of the story and that’swhat the humans think they mean when they introduce  themselves as trolls.

theladypagan:

yours-truly-calliope:

Alright. Here goes.

image

This is a heptagram. It is the symbol of Otherkinism.

Why is this important? 

Well, for starters, I am otherkin.

A lot of people think of furries at the first glance of the word, if the meaning is discernable.I am not a furry, or a scalie, actually.

Otherkinism actually refers to individuals who partially or completely identify as non-human. Usually catagorized under otherkin are those identifying as angels, demons, androids, fairies, elves, plants, aliens, etc.

So, what I am trying to say is this- I do not consider myself completely human. In fact, most of the time I feel non-human.

But what do you identify as, exactly?

Well, I’m not exactly sure what I am exactly, but the feelings come closest to a race of aliens found in a rather beautiful and famous piece of hypertext literature. The longest hypertext fiction to ever exist. 

I am talking about being what I call ‘trollkin’.

Before you call me a crazy fangirl and unfollow me, allow me to explain. 

Yes, I am a huge fan of Homestuck- that is no lie. I religiously will read that as my first option if I am given internet to do so, I love to do roleplay, I am currently working on voice acting, and I am writing a fanfiction and an AU. Hell, I’m listening to ‘Song of Skaia’ right now (although, I’ll be really honest, even if I wasn’t a Homestuck I would listen to Song of Skaia because I am a sucker for Latin).

However, there is a fine line between the want to be a troll and the emotional feeling of it:

1. When I hooked up with my boyfriend, I referred to the type of love I felt as ‘motherly-sisterly love’. I recently am reflecting this and I have discovered that such a feeling is synonymous to me with pity.

2. I have hated cosmically before and it felt fantastic when I finally embarrassed that individual for making fun of me all those years ago. Call it sadistic, but when you tell someone that you are unable to easily drag yourself away from an obsession because you have a pervasive developmental disorder, and that he practically left you for being autistic, you better believe he should feel a little bad.

3. I am a bit of a pale whore and I don’t ever EVER mean to be. EVER. PERIOD. I hate having Aspergers Syndrome- you can never tell people that you want to platonically cuddle and I just want to shoosh pap the entire damn world because there are too many people that need care.

4. I feel auspisticism, and let me tell you that OH GOD IT IS A CLUSTERFUCK. I don’t normally understand how to deal with any of these emotions so I usually isolate myself.

5. WH, of you are reading this, and see point #3, you are still my moirail. I just suck at being there for one person and I try to help everyone. O///O Sorry about that. <><><><><><><><><>

6. I didn’t realize any of this until the first convention where I cosplayed as my troll OC. Sam did an impeccable job on the leg makeup (I had stockings on, okay? Good). I wanted to leave the makeup on but I didn’t.

7. I was getting off topic there. Again. Anyway, one of the most interesting things is I can’t easily handle it when multiple people have breakdowns or there is miscommunication- I feel a strange blend of despair and rancor and neglect. It isn’t that people are ignoring me- even when I am paid attention to I still feel alone.

Most of this stuff I am open to having friendly discussions about, mostly because I feel that it would help satisfy thirsty questions and would aide my self esteem. My boyfriend has a hard time dealing with being called a girl (he is gender nonconforming and I love him all the same), he and I both understand each other in respect to our identities. 

It isn’t easy to feel like this. Normally I’m quite comfortable with my body, but somedays I look at myself and sigh. I told Sam that if I went to a con, I was bringing some sort of grey body paint with me. 

I guess you could say this has been my BIG announcement, but I’d also like to invite you to ask about questions, as maintaining communication means mutual understanding, and I’d like to be understood very much (it doesn’t come often, even before these feelings were better identified).

So, with that, I bid you to ask away!

Thanks for reading this whole thing. It means a lot to me! ^-^

image

As a Scandinavian, homestruck makes me sad, because the “trolls” aren’t and doesn’t resemble trolls at all…

It’s just a shared name. Theyre not supposed to be anythink like Earth trolls. I think the source of their name is more supposed to be a reference to internet trolling cause they do that a lot at the beginning of the story and that’swhat the humans think they mean when they introduce themselves as trolls.

(Source: plotphii2h, via theladypagan-deactivated2014012)

yours-truly-calliope:

Alright. Here goes.


This is a heptagram. It is the symbol of Otherkinism.
Why is this important? 
Well, for starters, I am otherkin.
A lot of people think of furries at the first glance of the word, if the meaning is discernable.I am not a furry, or a scalie, actually.
Otherkinism actually refers to individuals who partially or completely identify as non-human. Usually catagorized under otherkin are those identifying as angels, demons, androids, fairies, elves, plants, aliens, etc.
So, what I am trying to say is this- I do not consider myself completely human. In fact, most of the time I feel non-human.
But what do you identify as, exactly?
Well, I’m not exactly sure what I am exactly, but the feelings come closest to a race of aliens found in a rather beautiful and famous piece of hypertext literature. The longest hypertext fiction to ever exist. 
I am talking about being what I call ‘trollkin’.
Before you call me a crazy fangirl and unfollow me, allow me to explain. 
Yes, I am a huge fan of Homestuck- that is no lie. I religiously will read that as my first option if I am given internet to do so, I love to do roleplay, I am currently working on voice acting, and I am writing a fanfiction and an AU. Hell, I’m listening to ‘Song of Skaia’ right now (although, I’ll be really honest, even if I wasn’t a Homestuck I would listen to Song of Skaia because I am a sucker for Latin).
However, there is a fine line between the want to be a troll and the emotional feeling of it:
1. When I hooked up with my boyfriend, I referred to the type of love I felt as ‘motherly-sisterly love’. I recently am reflecting this and I have discovered that such a feeling is synonymous to me with pity.
2. I have hated cosmically before and it felt fantastic when I finally embarrassed that individual for making fun of me all those years ago. Call it sadistic, but when you tell someone that you are unable to easily drag yourself away from an obsession because you have a pervasive developmental disorder, and that he practically left you for being autistic, you better believe he should feel a little bad.
3. I am a bit of a pale whore and I don’t ever EVER mean to be. EVER. PERIOD. I hate having Aspergers Syndrome- you can never tell people that you want to platonically cuddle and I just want to shoosh pap the entire damn world because there are too many people that need care.
4. I feel auspisticism, and let me tell you that OH GOD IT IS A CLUSTERFUCK. I don’t normally understand how to deal with any of these emotions so I usually isolate myself.
5. WH, of you are reading this, and see point #3, you are still my moirail. I just suck at being there for one person and I try to help everyone. O///O Sorry about that. &lt;&gt;&lt;&gt;&lt;&gt;&lt;&gt;&lt;&gt;&lt;&gt;&lt;&gt;&lt;&gt;&lt;&gt;
6. I didn’t realize any of this until the first convention where I cosplayed as my troll OC. Sam did an impeccable job on the leg makeup (I had stockings on, okay? Good). I wanted to leave the makeup on but I didn’t.
7. I was getting off topic there. Again. Anyway, one of the most interesting things is I can’t easily handle it when multiple people have breakdowns or there is miscommunication- I feel a strange blend of despair and rancor and neglect. It isn’t that people are ignoring me- even when I am paid attention to I still feel alone.

Most of this stuff I am open to having friendly discussions about, mostly because I feel that it would help satisfy thirsty questions and would aide my self esteem. My boyfriend has a hard time dealing with being called a girl (he is gender nonconforming and I love him all the same), he and I both understand each other in respect to our identities. 
It isn’t easy to feel like this. Normally I’m quite comfortable with my body, but somedays I look at myself and sigh. I told Sam that if I went to a con, I was bringing some sort of grey body paint with me. 

I guess you could say this has been my BIG announcement, but I’d also like to invite you to ask about questions, as maintaining communication means mutual understanding, and I’d like to be understood very much (it doesn’t come often, even before these feelings were better identified).

So, with that, I bid you to ask away!

Thanks for reading this whole thing. It means a lot to me! ^-^


Ugh! Stupid computer!  I&#8217;m stuck using my phone for now since I&#8217;m out of town. I can&#8217;t wait to be able to use a computer again. XD

yours-truly-calliope:

Alright. Here goes.

image

This is a heptagram. It is the symbol of Otherkinism.

Why is this important? 

Well, for starters, I am otherkin.

A lot of people think of furries at the first glance of the word, if the meaning is discernable.I am not a furry, or a scalie, actually.

Otherkinism actually refers to individuals who partially or completely identify as non-human. Usually catagorized under otherkin are those identifying as angels, demons, androids, fairies, elves, plants, aliens, etc.

So, what I am trying to say is this- I do not consider myself completely human. In fact, most of the time I feel non-human.

But what do you identify as, exactly?

Well, I’m not exactly sure what I am exactly, but the feelings come closest to a race of aliens found in a rather beautiful and famous piece of hypertext literature. The longest hypertext fiction to ever exist. 

I am talking about being what I call ‘trollkin’.

Before you call me a crazy fangirl and unfollow me, allow me to explain. 

Yes, I am a huge fan of Homestuck- that is no lie. I religiously will read that as my first option if I am given internet to do so, I love to do roleplay, I am currently working on voice acting, and I am writing a fanfiction and an AU. Hell, I’m listening to ‘Song of Skaia’ right now (although, I’ll be really honest, even if I wasn’t a Homestuck I would listen to Song of Skaia because I am a sucker for Latin).

However, there is a fine line between the want to be a troll and the emotional feeling of it:

1. When I hooked up with my boyfriend, I referred to the type of love I felt as ‘motherly-sisterly love’. I recently am reflecting this and I have discovered that such a feeling is synonymous to me with pity.

2. I have hated cosmically before and it felt fantastic when I finally embarrassed that individual for making fun of me all those years ago. Call it sadistic, but when you tell someone that you are unable to easily drag yourself away from an obsession because you have a pervasive developmental disorder, and that he practically left you for being autistic, you better believe he should feel a little bad.

3. I am a bit of a pale whore and I don’t ever EVER mean to be. EVER. PERIOD. I hate having Aspergers Syndrome- you can never tell people that you want to platonically cuddle and I just want to shoosh pap the entire damn world because there are too many people that need care.

4. I feel auspisticism, and let me tell you that OH GOD IT IS A CLUSTERFUCK. I don’t normally understand how to deal with any of these emotions so I usually isolate myself.

5. WH, of you are reading this, and see point #3, you are still my moirail. I just suck at being there for one person and I try to help everyone. O///O Sorry about that. <><><><><><><><><>

6. I didn’t realize any of this until the first convention where I cosplayed as my troll OC. Sam did an impeccable job on the leg makeup (I had stockings on, okay? Good). I wanted to leave the makeup on but I didn’t.

7. I was getting off topic there. Again. Anyway, one of the most interesting things is I can’t easily handle it when multiple people have breakdowns or there is miscommunication- I feel a strange blend of despair and rancor and neglect. It isn’t that people are ignoring me- even when I am paid attention to I still feel alone.

Most of this stuff I am open to having friendly discussions about, mostly because I feel that it would help satisfy thirsty questions and would aide my self esteem. My boyfriend has a hard time dealing with being called a girl (he is gender nonconforming and I love him all the same), he and I both understand each other in respect to our identities. 

It isn’t easy to feel like this. Normally I’m quite comfortable with my body, but somedays I look at myself and sigh. I told Sam that if I went to a con, I was bringing some sort of grey body paint with me. 

I guess you could say this has been my BIG announcement, but I’d also like to invite you to ask about questions, as maintaining communication means mutual understanding, and I’d like to be understood very much (it doesn’t come often, even before these feelings were better identified).

So, with that, I bid you to ask away!

Thanks for reading this whole thing. It means a lot to me! ^-^

image

Ugh! Stupid computer! I’m stuck using my phone for now since I’m out of town. I can’t wait to be able to use a computer again. XD

(Source: plotphii2h)

yours-truly-calliope:

Alright. Here goes.


This is a heptagram. It is the symbol of Otherkinism.
Why is this important? 
Well, for starters, I am otherkin.
A lot of people think of furries at the first glance of the word, if the meaning is discernable.I am not a furry, or a scalie, actually.
Otherkinism actually refers to individuals who partially or completely identify as non-human. Usually catagorized under otherkin are those identifying as angels, demons, androids, fairies, elves, plants, aliens, etc.
So, what I am trying to say is this- I do not consider myself completely human. In fact, most of the time I feel non-human.
But what do you identify as, exactly?
Well, I’m not exactly sure what I am exactly, but the feelings come closest to a race of aliens found in a rather beautiful and famous piece of hypertext literature. The longest hypertext fiction to ever exist. 
I am talking about being what I call ‘trollkin’.
Before you call me a crazy fangirl and unfollow me, allow me to explain. 
Yes, I am a huge fan of Homestuck- that is no lie. I religiously will read that as my first option if I am given internet to do so, I love to do roleplay, I am currently working on voice acting, and I am writing a fanfiction and an AU. Hell, I’m listening to ‘Song of Skaia’ right now (although, I’ll be really honest, even if I wasn’t a Homestuck I would listen to Song of Skaia because I am a sucker for Latin).
However, there is a fine line between the want to be a troll and the emotional feeling of it:
1. When I hooked up with my boyfriend, I referred to the type of love I felt as ‘motherly-sisterly love’. I recently am reflecting this and I have discovered that such a feeling is synonymous to me with pity.
2. I have hated cosmically before and it felt fantastic when I finally embarrassed that individual for making fun of me all those years ago. Call it sadistic, but when you tell someone that you are unable to easily drag yourself away from an obsession because you have a pervasive developmental disorder, and that he practically left you for being autistic, you better believe he should feel a little bad.
3. I am a bit of a pale whore and I don’t ever EVER mean to be. EVER. PERIOD. I hate having Aspergers Syndrome- you can never tell people that you want to platonically cuddle and I just want to shoosh pap the entire damn world because there are too many people that need care.
4. I feel auspisticism, and let me tell you that OH GOD IT IS A CLUSTERFUCK. I don’t normally understand how to deal with any of these emotions so I usually isolate myself.
5. WH, of you are reading this, and see point #3, you are still my moirail. I just suck at being there for one person and I try to help everyone. O///O Sorry about that. &lt;&gt;&lt;&gt;&lt;&gt;&lt;&gt;&lt;&gt;&lt;&gt;&lt;&gt;&lt;&gt;&lt;&gt;
6. I didn’t realize any of this until the first convention where I cosplayed as my troll OC. Sam did an impeccable job on the leg makeup (I had stockings on, okay? Good). I wanted to leave the makeup on but I didn’t.
7. I was getting off topic there. Again. Anyway, one of the most interesting things is I can’t easily handle it when multiple people have breakdowns or there is miscommunication- I feel a strange blend of despair and rancor and neglect. It isn’t that people are ignoring me- even when I am paid attention to I still feel alone.

Most of this stuff I am open to having friendly discussions about, mostly because I feel that it would help satisfy thirsty questions and would aide my self esteem. My boyfriend has a hard time dealing with being called a girl (he is gender nonconforming and I love him all the same), he and I both understand each other in respect to our identities. 
It isn’t easy to feel like this. Normally I’m quite comfortable with my body, but somedays I look at myself and sigh. I told Sam that if I went to a con, I was bringing some sort of grey body paint with me. 

I guess you could say this has been my BIG announcement, but I’d also like to invite you to ask about questions, as maintaining communication means mutual understanding, and I’d like to be understood very much (it doesn’t come often, even before these feelings were better identified).

So, with that, I bid you to ask away!

Thanks for reading this whole thing. It means a lot to me! ^-^


As a fellow Homestuck fan as well as Otherkin (Fae Starseed), I would like to extend an offering of friendship to you.This is my kin blog, my main blog is smuppet-wrangler :o)

yours-truly-calliope:

Alright. Here goes.

image

This is a heptagram. It is the symbol of Otherkinism.

Why is this important? 

Well, for starters, I am otherkin.

A lot of people think of furries at the first glance of the word, if the meaning is discernable.I am not a furry, or a scalie, actually.

Otherkinism actually refers to individuals who partially or completely identify as non-human. Usually catagorized under otherkin are those identifying as angels, demons, androids, fairies, elves, plants, aliens, etc.

So, what I am trying to say is this- I do not consider myself completely human. In fact, most of the time I feel non-human.

But what do you identify as, exactly?

Well, I’m not exactly sure what I am exactly, but the feelings come closest to a race of aliens found in a rather beautiful and famous piece of hypertext literature. The longest hypertext fiction to ever exist. 

I am talking about being what I call ‘trollkin’.

Before you call me a crazy fangirl and unfollow me, allow me to explain. 

Yes, I am a huge fan of Homestuck- that is no lie. I religiously will read that as my first option if I am given internet to do so, I love to do roleplay, I am currently working on voice acting, and I am writing a fanfiction and an AU. Hell, I’m listening to ‘Song of Skaia’ right now (although, I’ll be really honest, even if I wasn’t a Homestuck I would listen to Song of Skaia because I am a sucker for Latin).

However, there is a fine line between the want to be a troll and the emotional feeling of it:

1. When I hooked up with my boyfriend, I referred to the type of love I felt as ‘motherly-sisterly love’. I recently am reflecting this and I have discovered that such a feeling is synonymous to me with pity.

2. I have hated cosmically before and it felt fantastic when I finally embarrassed that individual for making fun of me all those years ago. Call it sadistic, but when you tell someone that you are unable to easily drag yourself away from an obsession because you have a pervasive developmental disorder, and that he practically left you for being autistic, you better believe he should feel a little bad.

3. I am a bit of a pale whore and I don’t ever EVER mean to be. EVER. PERIOD. I hate having Aspergers Syndrome- you can never tell people that you want to platonically cuddle and I just want to shoosh pap the entire damn world because there are too many people that need care.

4. I feel auspisticism, and let me tell you that OH GOD IT IS A CLUSTERFUCK. I don’t normally understand how to deal with any of these emotions so I usually isolate myself.

5. WH, of you are reading this, and see point #3, you are still my moirail. I just suck at being there for one person and I try to help everyone. O///O Sorry about that. <><><><><><><><><>

6. I didn’t realize any of this until the first convention where I cosplayed as my troll OC. Sam did an impeccable job on the leg makeup (I had stockings on, okay? Good). I wanted to leave the makeup on but I didn’t.

7. I was getting off topic there. Again. Anyway, one of the most interesting things is I can’t easily handle it when multiple people have breakdowns or there is miscommunication- I feel a strange blend of despair and rancor and neglect. It isn’t that people are ignoring me- even when I am paid attention to I still feel alone.

Most of this stuff I am open to having friendly discussions about, mostly because I feel that it would help satisfy thirsty questions and would aide my self esteem. My boyfriend has a hard time dealing with being called a girl (he is gender nonconforming and I love him all the same), he and I both understand each other in respect to our identities. 

It isn’t easy to feel like this. Normally I’m quite comfortable with my body, but somedays I look at myself and sigh. I told Sam that if I went to a con, I was bringing some sort of grey body paint with me. 

I guess you could say this has been my BIG announcement, but I’d also like to invite you to ask about questions, as maintaining communication means mutual understanding, and I’d like to be understood very much (it doesn’t come often, even before these feelings were better identified).

So, with that, I bid you to ask away!

Thanks for reading this whole thing. It means a lot to me! ^-^

image

As a fellow Homestuck fan as well as Otherkin (Fae Starseed), I would like to extend an offering of friendship to you.

This is my kin blog, my main blog is smuppet-wrangler
:o)

(Source: plotphii2h)

The amount of times I’ve seen other Fae claim to be able to trace their family back to the first people of Ireland or actual Fae…Makes me want to beat some sense into them.  You can’t trace Fae in your family cause Fae aren’t recognized as being real. There wouldn’t be proof or reputable documents . You also can’t trace your family to back before anything was documented. I swear, nearly every Faekin I meet claims to know for a fact that they’re descended from some high end ancient noble Sidhe  family or some shit. Then they get pissed when they’re called out on it. X.x

Edit: also, you guys realize that Fae don’t only live in Ireland right? Why never Fae from Africa? Brazil? Thailand? Or fuck, even another part of Europe.

I blog from my phone atm.  Sorry if I post stuff to this blog that is meant for my main one. X.x if you would like to follow my main blog it’s smuppet-wrangler

bullshit-incorporated:

nyxotine:

People really need to grow the fuck up and actually learn what Otherkin are before they just start shouting out insults. Pisses me off when people make judgments about things without taking the time to figure out what the fuck they’re talking about first

What about those of us that do know exactly what we’re talking about and still think you’re immature, faking, or just trying to be special? :)
-Toby

Well, good for you! At least you’ve seen enough of us and what we have to say to develop an educated opinion. I’m just talking about the people who hear one little thing from one source and immediately throw a fit at us

(via bullshit-incorporated-deactivat)

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