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sangriapupper.bsky.social
Sangria the Gunwitch
@sangriapupper.bsky.social
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MINORS DNI
(3.1) going on 2
Dogchild gunwitch
Therian with magics and baby with a gun

She/prey/puppy
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merehazel.bsky.social
if you ever feel sad that the world doesn't feel like it did when you were younger, try looking at the world around you like you're seeing it for the first time. and if that doesn't work, try adding new things to your routine.

novelty is the spice of youth, use it and your days will stretch long
November 14, 2025 at 6:20 PM
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toonhive.bsky.social
‘The Owl House’ creator Dana Terrace responds to Disney+ funding AI-generated short form content in new tweet:

“Unsubscribe from Disney+. Pirate Owl House. I don’t care. Fuck gen AI.”
November 14, 2025 at 2:39 AM
sangriapupper.bsky.social
You know in furningully when tim curry is singing toxic love my brain thinks about that song sometimes when I am filling my pants.
November 13, 2025 at 5:03 PM
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untutoredyouth.bsky.social
Being a little and therian can be weird sometimes, there's already that sense of "kid surrounded by cosplaying adults" sometimes but add "animal surrounded by humans/animals who are better at acting human" too and it starts to feel really...not lonely, but odd
November 11, 2025 at 10:44 AM
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softerthanyou.bsky.social
She didn't ask,

it's raining anyways
anthro husky girl in pullups sitting on a fallen tree in the rain
November 8, 2025 at 4:18 AM
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snazithus.bsky.social
Dark ageplay: the ghost mommy in the haunted nursery you are trapped in puts you in an oversized baby walker that has been marked as unsafe by the US Consumer Product Safety Commission
cpsc.gov U.S. Consumer Product Safety Commission @cpsc.gov · 9d
CPSC Warns Consumers to Immediately Stop Using Uuoeebb Infant Walkers Due to Risk of Serious Injury or Death from Fall and Entrapment; Violates Mandatory Standard for Infant Walkers www.cpsc.gov/Warnings/202...
uuoeebb infant walker.
November 6, 2025 at 4:08 PM
sangriapupper.bsky.social
Ough golly me oh my I really want more hypnosis my brain has been spiral bound for a hot minute, the need to be broken down and molded into a good soft puppy
November 6, 2025 at 1:56 AM
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snuppysnail.bsky.social
☆pupaganda♡
‎ヾ⌒ U ^ ﻌ^U
anthro snuppy puppy snail holding up a giant therian/otherkin flag; In its other paw, it holds a therian symbol. Its eyes spiral as it drools, text above it reads "you are not immune" below "to pupaganda" the background is pink and sparkly
October 11, 2025 at 6:02 PM
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nyodettemaxxer.bsky.social
"If you're trying to change a trans girl, start with her diaper." -Odette, 2025
November 1, 2025 at 9:07 PM
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dirtsecret.bsky.social
Trans joy in spite of it all.
Trans joy in spite of it all.
Trans joy in spite of it all.
Trans joy in spite of it all.
October 30, 2025 at 4:59 PM
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snazithus.bsky.social
I just don't think girls should be potty trained. Like I just think girls should grow up still in diapers. I think it should be normalized that diapergirls are the default. Diapers should be associated with feminine nature. If you see a girl they should be in diapers.
October 29, 2025 at 6:19 PM
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shimi.bsky.social
Silly little Critter badge idea
Circular black-and-white badge featuring a joyful hand-drawn wolf pup leaping with its mouth open in mid-play. The text around the rim reads “take time to play as a critter.” The playful wolf, sketched in soft pencil lines, embodies innocence, embodiment, and lighthearted animal energy—encouraging the viewer to reconnect with their inner creature through rest, curiosity, and spontaneous movement. The design has a gentle, zine-like feel, blending whimsy with quiet affirmation.
October 28, 2025 at 7:25 AM
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echolaleah.bsky.social
agere is temporal therianthropy send skeet
scruffyseawolf.bsky.social SCRUFFY🌎🐾 @scruffyseawolf.bsky.social · Nov 16
#therianthropy day was yesterday, here is something for it
I’VE ALWAYS WISHED PEOPLE COULD JUST NATURALLY SEE A REAL LIVE WOLF LOOKING BACK AT THEM WHEN INTERACTING WITB ME IN PERSON. BUT HUMANS ARE NOT GIFTED WITH THAT INSIGHT, AND I AM NOT GIFTED WITH THE PHYSICAL FORM I ENVISION MYSELF TO HAVE. SO I CONTINUE TO WALK IN PLAIN SIGHT, WITHOUT ANYBODY KNOWING THE DIFFERENCE. 11/16/24
November 18, 2024 at 3:47 PM
sangriapupper.bsky.social
Crashed out burned out.
October 16, 2025 at 6:14 PM
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actioncookbook.com
All Robot & Computers must shut the hell up. To All Machines: You Do Not Speak Unless Spoken To And I Will Never Speak To You. I Do Not Want To Hear "Thank You" From A Kiosk I am a Divine Being You are an Object. You Have No Right To Speak In My Holy Tongue
October 16, 2025 at 3:43 PM
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acentrics.bsky.social
a zine about queered bodies (1/2)
#zine #myart #werewolf #transsexual #lycanthropy #originalart
Two red hands come together and form a shadow puppet approximation of a dog head. The shadow it casts is distinctly more canine than it should be. Text reads: A zine about queered bodies: lycanthropy and it's sibling, transsexuality. A red wolf jumps across the bounds between two pages. Text reads: Lycanthrope (noun): A person who can transform into a wolf, as described in folktales. Synonym: werewolf. The lycanthrope is many things, but "heterosexual" or "cisgender" is not one. To understand the lycanthrope, you must acknowledge it's nature. It cannot be easily categorized as "man" or "beast". Further, the lycanthrope, as it is caught between worlds, cannot be sexed. With a body that changes so willingly, human ideas of how bodies should look or perform simply do not apply. A werewolf is a transient thing. Transsexual (noun): A transgender person, especially one seeking sex reassignment. Synonym: werewolf. The transsexual is a kind of werewolf, then. It, too, is caught between worlds. "Man" and "woman" are just as arbitrary as "man" and "beast". The transsexual cannot be sorted. It's transformation may be slower, more intentional, but it is a transformation. The transsexual becomes othered in body and mind, just as the lycanthrope does. So I ask you: Do you see the beauty in a queered body? A clawed hand covered in blood on a gradient background. Text reads: A queered body represents a threat, and so is vile to many. It's very existance is an offence to decent society. But there's no fault to be found in the body of the lycanthrope nor the transsexual. Even if shocking, or disgusting, or gross, there is not inherent harm done by the werewolves. A queered body is no less desirable than a typical one. In fact, it can be more desirable.
October 15, 2025 at 1:42 AM
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please.letmelickyourpa.ws
mkultra? buddy I'm mkmediocre at best
October 16, 2025 at 4:04 AM
sangriapupper.bsky.social
This, its fussworthy
October 14, 2025 at 12:26 AM
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towerofstars.bsky.social
KangaMilf
October 10, 2025 at 3:09 PM
sangriapupper.bsky.social
Kept being a brat and was givin some retraining to help with some of those pesky habits that ends with an empty mind and a full diaper~
Woman receiving an enema while wearing a straight jacket, diaper and spreader bar Woman with diaper straight jacket, spreaderbar and paci in a trance focused on a metronome
October 8, 2025 at 9:20 PM
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coineanach.bsky.social
Also here's the full panel version all together!
February 26, 2025 at 2:37 AM
sangriapupper.bsky.social
Ooooo
motel777.xyz ☁️MOTEL777☁️ @motel777.xyz · Oct 6
clicker keychains! coming 10/9 🔴🟡🟢 #merch
Image of the Stoplight Clicker Keychain on a white background. Front, side & back view of the Stoplight Clicker keychain All three keys pressed down, displaying their light-up colors.
October 6, 2025 at 10:24 PM
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rabosaalforn.bsky.social
October 4, 2025 at 7:33 PM
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bsky.app.darkwo.ke
border collie personality disorder
October 2, 2025 at 9:32 PM
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shimi.bsky.social
New #Zine — The Goddess of All Dogs

Before words, laws & leashes—there was she. She who came soft as breath, fierce as running, she who lay with the spirits of the early world giving us the ache of creaturehood, wildness as blessing. A Goddess whose paws still press gently into our #Therian hearts.
Page 1 (Title page): Plain white page with bold black text reading “THE GODDESS OF ALL DOGS.” Beneath it is a handwritten line: “May her paws press gently into every wild heart reading this.” Signed in handwriting style: “Shimi & Critter.” Page 2 of 4: A colored illustration at the top shows a mystical scene: a female wolf figure with a humanoid body and wolf’s head stands upright in a forest glade. She has long fur, soft brown coloring, and closed eyes, radiating calm presence. Two smaller wolves kneel before her in reverence, surrounded by trees that arch overhead into a glowing twilight sky with faint stars. Beneath the image, the story text begins: “The Goddess of All Dogs” The text reads” Before the age of words and names, before laws and rules, the world lay soft and breathing half dream, half fur. Mist pooled like milk in root- hollows, and young stars flickered, trembling close enough to taste. I'hrough that hrst twilight wandered the early spirits: beings not quite human and not quite animal, who shifted as desire moved them sometimes upright with laughing eyes, sometimes four-footed and swift as wind over moss. They met one another in glades of silver grass and beneath moon-tat boughs, touching without shame, choosing and being chosen, their bodies learning love in every shape that joy allowed. Some paired for a night, some for an age; their couplings were part song, part snowtall- a dance that gave itself back to the earth without regret. It was during one such moon-bright wandering that the Goddess of All Dogs first came among them. No one saw her arrive. One moment the glade was empty; the next there was a presence like a hearth longed for across winter miles. Her eyes were two brown dawns the colour of the early earth — and her breath a meadow after rain. The air around her tasted of warm fur and musk and the slow heartbeat of packs asleep together. She moved closer, and where her paws fell the flowers bent as if in reverence and then sprang taller, as if the very soil remembered its own creaturely heart. The spirits felt her before they understood her. A low yearning uncolled inside them not hunger, not fear, but the deep knowledge of a home long awaited and they went to her without words. She welcomed them with a muzzle-soft nudge and a tail's slow arc of invitation. One spirit neither woman nor wolt, neither man nor stag stepped forward first. The Goddess touched her nose to their brow, and the world tipped. The glade filled with a music older than language, a rhythm of gasp, breath and pulse that all creatures know. Uthers followed, each drawn by her same radiant gravity. They loved her, and she loved them, each according to the shape of their own becoming. Some lay with her as beasts, fur against fur, the earth cool beneath their flanks. Some met her as near-humans, hands and paws interlaced in wonder. With every embrace she wove their spirits deeper into the fabric of life until even the stars seemed to lean closer to listen. She came as dog, but the forest knew her as mother, and her love held the whole wild world From those nights of mingling from the soft growls and quiet laughter, from conjoined heartbeats and the warmth of many bodies new life quickened. The children born of this union were like no beings before them: not merely human and not merely animal. Their eyes carried the memory of moonlight on running water; their hearts beat to the music of both forest and fire-circle. They could slip between forms as easily as breath becomes wind, between thought and instinct without fracture. The Goddess watched over them with a devotion both wild and gentle. She taught them the speech of rivers and the silence of hunters. She showed them how to cradle the newborn and how to bare fan lesson. But defence. Page 4/4 (final Page) Each lesson was love; each love, she also knew the ache of time. The early spirits who had chosen her began to fade some into deeper forest, some into the long forgetting that humans would later call history. She did not chain them. Love, to her, was never a leash. But even the wild must yield to time. he glades grew quiet, and one by one, the early spints drifted away some into deeper forest, others into forgetting The world was changing. And the Goddess, who had given so much of herself, knew it was soon time to Let go. And so she lay, one last time, in the place where it all began. The grass still held their scent. Like rain hecy the was r gap wig the id ned the soil head and howled a blessing that rang trom mountain to tidepool: You are my beloved, neither bound to earth nor sky. Run as you will. Remember me in your bones. Carry the forest in more than creature answered. They howled back, a thousand voices braided into one timeless, endless vow. Those children are the ancestors of the ones who still feel fur beneath the skin when the moon climbs. Who sleep with beasts as beasts and rise in human form but hold their creaturelness preciously within as a pearl in a shell. They are the reason our hearts quicken at the scent of ran on heather and cedar and why our dreams are lit by paw-prints and warm dens and why some of us are kin to wolf and wind while others are creatures of scale, hoof and wing — all descendants of a night when love itself wore a dog's gentle face. I'he Goddess of All Dogs is not gone. She moves in who lifts their head and remembers. To know her is to ache and to be healed in the same breath; to love her is to understand, finally and forever, that you are wild, you are chosen, you are home. You are free. - Shimi & Critter
October 1, 2025 at 5:25 PM