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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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delilahdaggercomix.bsky.social
another re-post from earlier this year
mistaken for a coyote again!
werewolf problems...
#makeaterriblecomicday2025
panel 1: "oh shit! i'm out of people pills." says a with glasses werewolf holding an empty pill bottle, a beagle is looking on with his tongue stuck out. panel 2: the werewolf is walking on all fours to a grocery store while people in the store look scared, one says"someone call animal control" "gotta go to the grocery store pharmacy " says the wolf panel 3: the wolf is standing at the counter while the pharmacist is talking to them "okay delilah, those will be ready friday" a dart is flying towards her butt panel 4: toe people start dragging the werewolf out by her legs, she looks very tranquilized. one of the two people says "this coyote is huge!" the werewolf says "okay, see you friday" the bottom of the page is an illustration of the wolf being dragged past shelves and out the front doors of the store, the wolf is asleep. a person and a child look on, the chid says "BIG DOGGY!"
August 24, 2025 at 7:53 PM
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renstrapp.com
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Illustration by Ren Strapp. A blue werewolf in the style and pose of the traditional tattoo panther, prowling with flames through pine trees on a sage green background
December 9, 2025 at 10:38 PM
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wyrdwulf.bsky.social
Cooldown werewolf scribble.
A rough colored sketch of a werewolf. Its face is in shadow and its eyes are glowing green.
December 9, 2025 at 5:07 AM
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kinerxy.bsky.social
design i made the other day

#werewolf #art
October 21, 2024 at 5:56 PM
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sixgills.bsky.social
Finally posting my new comic, Wolfhead, about fursuiting and playing pretend.
Deer fursuit shots referenced from photography by @attyboy.bsky.social

🧵(1/3)
November 27, 2025 at 12:14 AM
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ursiday.bsky.social
Some doodles I did around a year ago as worldbuilding for my cat people OCs, I had a lot of fun with these #furryart #oc
February 24, 2025 at 4:19 PM
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ursiday.bsky.social
Werewolf/vampire AU (from 2024) #Lackadaisy
Digital illustration of Viktor from the Lackadaisy series as a werewolf Digital illustration of Elsa from the Lackadaisy series as a vampire holding a pair of scissors
October 29, 2025 at 9:46 PM
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wolf.moda
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!!
October 9, 2025 at 1:12 AM
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corpsemaggots.bsky.social
#tfeveryday #transfur #tfart
Bunny hrt week: 1
prescription
Animal hrt comic therian alterhuman transgender
June 23, 2025 at 10:51 PM
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vanillayote.bsky.social
Coyote HRT: Month 9

The best part about waking up in the middle of the night to find your new teeth have finally come in is the horror show that awaits your partner. 

Major thanks to AyvieArt and Lakehounds for the inspiration
Start: https://www.furaffinity.net/view/56420826/

#art #yotehrt
A comic panel. A door is shrouded in darkness, light bleeding through the crack. Yarring and assorted animal sounds can be heard coming through. a voice off screen says "Rain?... its like 3am.... what are you..." Part two. a nearly fully transformed coyote-girl is standing with only panties and a bra on by a sink, stuffing paper towels into her gums to stop them from bleeding. the conversation between the off-screen voice and rain continues: Voice: WHAT THE FUCK! Rain: Fhuck whazh tryn toh bhe qhwiet. shawry. Voice: What happened!? Are you okay?? Rain: Oh. Yea. Mhy Teeph arw growh'n in. Thish's norhmal. Voice: That's a lot of blood. Rain" mostly spit. voice: oh. ok. does it hurt? rain: ... voice: sorry. dumb question. Rain: s'predhy meshy. canyoughetmhemhorepapertowlspleash?
July 2, 2025 at 3:19 AM
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fennek.bsky.social
This is Rina, the MC of my Comic "Fox Shifter".
In my Comic I show her life as therian and the struggles of social anxietys.
Rina is a Fennec Fox while she sleep but dont know it and think this are only cool dreams.

Updates every Wednesday on my Kofi/Patreon

#therian #fennecfox #indiecomic #comic
September 22, 2025 at 9:49 AM
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squidinu.bsky.social
werewolf
rough sketch of a monstrous werewolf oc Orion with grey streaks of long hair pinned in a dark concrete room. A voice off screen says "Why didn't you tel me?" "We could've helped you." "I would've helped you." Implying Orion hid his lycanthropy until it was too late. Orion, distressed whispers "Liar"
May 22, 2025 at 10:40 PM
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ursiday.bsky.social
Hungry animation meme
October 16, 2025 at 8:08 PM
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villiedoom.bsky.social
The more or less finished model of the Mr. Long Alien Wolf ~

What a weird creature it is! I think this is one of my favorite models I've made so far.

#blender #3D
Realistic 3D model of a fictional creature called Khart-kho, which looks like a very thin and lanky canine-like creature. Realistic 3D model of a fictional creature called Khart-kho, which looks like a very thin and lanky canine-like creature. Realistic 3D model of a fictional creature called Khart-kho, which looks like a very thin and lanky canine-like creature. Realistic 3D model of a fictional creature called Khart-kho, which looks like a very thin and lanky canine-like creature.
October 14, 2025 at 2:05 PM
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koepek.bsky.social
Young Blood (2025)
A comic about therianism 🐾
(1/?)
Comic cover. A wolf, coyote and cheetah are running in the same direction against a sunset bg. A cheetah cub lays in the middle of the dark forest, alone. A pair of shining eyes is revealed to be a coyote approaching the baby cheetah.
August 9, 2025 at 6:37 PM
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yoteyap.bsky.social
2️⃣ OF THEM
i finally drew my fleshsona because i've been drawing myself a LOT this year, i've changed my gender pres. a little bit as well as what i wear, since making the last "ref" this is way more accurate now.

i've been getting a lot of "human" art of me lately so this was a necessity
September 12, 2025 at 7:33 PM
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animalshapes.bsky.social
no you can't be a coyote we're going to church

[ #art #characters #sketchbook ]
September 4, 2025 at 5:07 PM
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shimi.bsky.social
New zine: “Look Into My Eyes One Last Time”

A final love letter to the self I shed
A prayer for the creature. Becoming
A reckoning, a surrender. Homecoming

This is my deepest wish laid bare—needle, fur, breath, & mercy. Being held with a care I never found.

#AnimalHRT #Therianthropy #ShortStory
A hand-drawn black-and-white cover image in a sketchy ink style. At the top, large stenciled type reads: “LOOK INTO MY EYES ONE LAST TIME.” Below the title is a syringe and a small medicine vial labeled “LUPINEX – Therionyl – 5mL,” with a stylized eye logo on the label. The vial and syringe are crosshatched with vintage texture lines. Below the drawing, in handwritten script, is the phrase: “Homecoming, not vanishing” and the signature Shimi & Critter. [Art on Page] A detailed graphite drawing of a wolf’s eyes. One, the left is more formed than the right — indicating a near but not complete transition. The fur around them is dense and wispy, rendered in fine pencil lines that suggest softness and depth. The eyes are highly realistic and expressive, staring directly outward with intense, soulful focus. They seem alert but ancient—wide with instinct, watching as if waiting for something to begin. The drawing fades at the edges into blank white space, giving the eyes a floating, disembodied presence. Look into my eyes one last time Look into my eyes. Hold them close until you can see the last scrap of me — the part that counts thoughts in lists, that weighs choices against rules, that folds shame into tidy, human-shaped pockets. Watch it loosen. Watch the corners of doubt unhook themselves like small animals from a net and dart away. There is no melodrama here, no violent yanking; it slips. The human mind peels like old bark, and underneath, the thing that always was settles warm and terrible and simple. They give me the last injection in a room that smells faintly of cedar and lemon. No needles, no cold clinical lecture — only the careful hands of doctors, veterinarians and nurses who know which bones to cradle and which stories to leave untold. I breathe. I lost the ability to count days back. I let the bracing liquid be a gate, not an instruction manual. I do not want to name it; names are the thin net that caught me for years. The burn is a rumour. It goes through me sideways — a quiet rearrangement, like a convent bell that signals not death but a calling. My limbs answer first. They stop thinking of movement and begin to remember it: how to fold, to coil, to push. Tendons unlearn the polite phrasing of two-legged steps and curve toward the old, fourfold geometry of running. My hands tighten and flatten; the knuckles find a new logic. Fur prickles along my forearms as if a thousand small moths take flight together and settle again. Each hair is a note in a chord I’ve felt… no… known in my bones since childhood. Look again. See how the pupils widen, how the whites retreat like a shy moon. My last maps of metaphor — the maps that turned hunger into lists and longing into projects — dissolve. Where there had been a ledger of self, there is now only the immediate ledger of scent and sound and the earth’s exact tilt beneath my weight. I do not mourn the maps. I never used them as well as the human world predicted and as I pretended. Sound changes. Those little, trivial noises of the room condense into a chorus: the slow tick of breath in the person beside me, the whisper of fabric, the distant wet confluence of gutters. And underneath that: a low, patient life-frequency — root and soil and river. It is not music so much as an acknowledgment. I find I can hear the insect conversation inside the walls, the sap walking up the birch, the small, stupid heartbeat of a mouse two blocks away. There is an intimacy to it that is almost rude. Breath becomes work and worship at once. My ribcage narrows, then widens in ways I know but cannot name. Milk memories — a thing to shame into silence when human — rise like a tide: the cadence of suckling, the doctrinal simplicity of being called to feed and to protect. A swelling around my belly that is not fat but purpose. I think of my children who never were, of the packs I have loved in mute pieces. The notion of motherhood is larger than gender; it is a compass with teeth. My children! You are my children and you are my all! My jaw shifts. I feel the slow, inevitable rearrangement — a socket loosens, a hinge finds its voice. A tooth erupts where an organised thought had lived. The smell of iron, rain-damp soil, and sleeping bodies that have waited for me — flooding my mouth like saliva. Tears come and I do not know if they are human or creature; they taste of salt and release. There is a tenderness in my own trembling that I have never allowed before. Outside the window, someone whose scent I knew laughs and it sounds to me like a distant bell. The handlers murmur: careful, gentle, let her and her pack decide. My mouth forms the shape and bark of guttural assent I could not voice when I was wholly human. Somewhere a crate opens as if the world is taking a breath with me. They will test me further, yes. They will see whether my newness walks toward the wild or clings to the small, safe hands of fosterers who will teach me boundaries, how to pass in a world of paved things. I do not fear them. I am no longer wrapped in that ledger — of consent, of cost, of consequence. I am wrapped in appetite and mercy. The choice, if there is one, feels less like an argument and more like a direction: toward den or home, toward the kill lovingly taken or the bowl lovingly given. Look once more. There is no human drama in my eyes now — only depth, like a riverbed where stones remember every footstep. The last scrap of thought, the tiny librarian of my life who loved lists, things and order, exhales and steps back through the doorway we are leaving open. I feel it go, and where it is gone there is fullness, a pulse that answers the creature’s call without translation. This is not a loss. It is not my obliteration. It is the solving of a long, clenched equation. I am not lessened. I am finally the shape I have been learning. Look into my eyes, one last time. I am awakening. — Shimi & Critter @shimi.bsky.social
September 26, 2025 at 1:47 AM
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cusstard.bsky.social
This man shows up in your backyard, wdyd #werewolf #oc
December 19, 2024 at 6:57 PM
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doktorgirlfriend.bsky.social
Reposting with alt text!

YCH commission by @eliotdrawings.bsky.social. And, yes, this is STILL how Ruin really ended.

#glamrockfronnie #glamrockbonnie #glamrockfreddy #fnaf
Illustration of Glamrock Bonnie and Glamrock Freddy in a chibi style. They are depicted as anthropomorphic animals. Bonnie has taken a joyous leap at Freddy, and Freddy has caught him in his arms. Bonnie's arms are outstretched and about to hug Freddy around the neck. They are both laughing happily. Freddy does not have his top hat because I forgot to include it in the references. My bad.
August 9, 2025 at 11:31 PM
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doktorgirlfriend.bsky.social
Rabbit-Hearted AU Springtrap: *coughing up blackened blood from his torn throat with every roar of rage and pain*

Springpuppy AU Springtrap: *rubberhose jugband playing "Turkey in the Straw" in her head on an endless loop*

#fnaf #springtrap #dokverse
doktorgirlfriend.bsky.social Wretched, Rotten Little Beast 🐰 @doktorgirlfriend.bsky.social · Nov 14
I have two very different Springtraps depending on the AU.

Main AU's is a feral, pissed-off, wounded animal, ripping out throats, rampaging, and existing in constant pain.

And then Springpuppy is head empty, no thoughts, brain decayed for 30 years, sit, stay, good boy.

#fnaf #springtrap #dokverse
August 15, 2025 at 4:12 AM
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auspexauster.bsky.social
Lycanthroprocess
#werewolftransformation
#werewolf
December 3, 2024 at 8:09 PM
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xxacidnekoxx.bsky.social
alien abduction!!!
August 19, 2025 at 1:37 AM