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When I was a mewling kitten, a chuffing cub, a trembling child, I was prone to randomly screeching to a halt—so to speak— basically halting without warning in my movements, going still, staring off into nothing. I've done this as far back as I can remember. It can still happen now (not as viscerally anymore…). It wasn't always disassociation, because no one's born with that kind of trauma, right?…
The Fictionkind Community's Prompt #2 - Canon: How closely is your identity aligned with canon events in your source? Completely, partially, or not at all? Do you experience multiple canons and alternative timelines concurrently? How much does the source material of your alterfictional identity influence your personality and behavior, if at all? Very loosely. My Danny-self is very OOC compared to…
"I love this place," breathes the large maned lion to himself, softly, overlooking the illuminated nighttime beach from somewhat above; he is standing on a low balcony, but there's a set of short stairs leading down to the sand and comfortable lounge chairs. His four massive paws drift away from everyone else. They're all immersed in their own conversations, and he's always been a bit of a loner…
Since my high school years I've been developing my Primordiverse AU, an extensive canon rewrite and crossover fanfiction project. It used to be called Retoldverse. Of all the five protagonists in it: Danny Fenton, Randy Cunningham, Jack Spicer, Jake Long, and Juniper Lee, only one of them truly hooked their claws into my very self-identity, personal self-perception, and mind-heart-soul so deeply…
She knows the road by smell long before she feels its heat; old rain trapped in cracks, iron dust, the sour breath of rubber, something sharp like wet metallic materials. Viridian’s afternoon light lies flat on the blacktop, pooling in the shallow dips where tires have chewed it soft. The calico meowth waits in the gutter’s shadow, yellow irises set in white scleras, thin with calculation. Two…
My feline pokétypes all live in a very notably AU edition of the canon world, with aspects of the anime, games, manga, headcanons I've seen in the fandom, and even the TCG mixed together, as well as entirely new details from my noemata/memories. Each species (each stage of every evolutionary line is its own species) of pokémon (that isn’t legendary or mythical) has four or five possible different…
My daemon Bryoria used to be the opposite of my gender and pronouns, and then that changed to that he "must" match my pronouns and gender no matter what (now, I understand he can ID as literally however he feels he should; it doesn't matter much how I do). It was part of my semi-strict "rules" I had set for our own brand of daemonism, based directly on my AU headcanons that I used to utilize…
My heavily-AU fictotype Danny Fenton realized he was a transboy (not nonbinary or anything, just a man) with he/him pronouns at age 13. In my current lifetime's body as Aphelion, or Leon for short, I am transmasc and xenogender, also with he/him pronouns. My subconscious' insistence that I should headcanon Danny as a transgender person since I was in high school or so (I am gonna be 30 in this…
Sekhmet, I’m connected with You. I’ve described it in past written pieces of mine, that there is a root planted in my heart, flowering, blooming upwards, leading me directly to You. I feel like You seeded it there, and I then helped to cultivate it to grow even further from my end. I didn’t even notice myself doing it initially, it took me a while to understand how much I need You. As we often do,…
My religion and my nonhumanity. I truly want to write about these subjects together. I can feel it practically squirming under my skin, wanting to get out into the world and be heard, be read. I just can't find the closest-enough words. Bear with my autistic spectrum little self, as I attempt to describe what's going on in my whirling head and pulsing heart. I am a spiritually nonhuman being, at…