Most of you were here the last time I put this up, in an older form. I took it down when someone I now know to be... ah, rather unpleasant... defriended me because of it, and I'm not proud of having removed it. So here it is, back again.

I'm Otherkin. Otherkin are people who believe that something about them, whether their ancestry, their past-life, or simply their soul (like me) isn't human... Falnaari (Felinari to human throats, which explains my having got it so wrong for so long), in my case. I know you've not heard of the Falnaarr, so I'm putting down what I know about us (updated all the time, as I go through my process of self-discovery) behind a cut. It's no picnic, let me tell you. Bad enough knowing your soul and body don't match, but not even being believed when you try to tell your loved ones just HOW they don't match? And then there's the small things... trying to flick my ears when they can't move, sitting hunched to compensate for a tail I don't have, or having to remind myself that, yes, I can have a meatless meal and not suffer for it.

Finding stuff online that's relevant to my unique (AFAIK... if there are other Falnaarrkin out there, PLEASE contact me... let's compare notes!) is a pain, too. My 'Kinfolk are fairly well-advanced extraterrestrials, true, and there are plenty of alien-kin around... but most of them seem to have taken the Unarius viewpoint, and I'm pretty sure I'm not here to usher in any New Age or build a Family of Light or anything flaky (and yes, I deem such things flakier than baklava crust) like that.

So, yes. Here we are. Apologies if the writing's a tad unwieldy... I went on an anti-parenthesis crusade halfway through and I can't exactly find a beta-reader for my soul, so... la.

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2014 has begun, for me, with enveloping fog... and horrible farts. XP I hope y'all are having a better one so far.

IT HOT. ME SKUK NO CAN SLEEP, HAS MUCH CRANKY.

ME SKUK NOT LIKE MORNINGS BUT ME SKUK STOOPID BODY NOT GIVE CHOICE BUT BE AWAKE. MUCH CRANKY.

People America Is Set Up To Cater To The Needs Of: White, cisgendered, heterosexual, Protestant, naturalized and descended of same, English-speaking, neurologically-typical, college-educated, financially-independent, gainfully-employed, home-and-car-owning, driver's-licensed, 'macho' males.
People It Kind Of Sucks To Be In America: everyone else.

This song (music in first link, lyrics in second) + mainlining the Naruto anime on Hulu = a creepy AU ficbunny wherein Neji actually managed to kill Hinata during their match in the Chuunin Exam finals and she returns to haunt him as a vengeful onryo. cannot write it but the bunny is gnawing my feets. adopt it please?

featuring, among other random things, a disembodied Pikachu butt. ~amused!~

Mayapocalypse... it's just occurred to me that the whole thing is the Pre-Columbian version of the Y2K panic. Besides, carvings have been found which reference dates after tomorrow, so don't y'all worry.

...is a high-caliber bullet to the brain.
I am painfully out of shape and have no prayer of surviving any kind of postapocalyptic scenario even WITHOUT the prospect of motile corpses gnawing on me but I will be damned if I'll let my own body go walking about under its own power and chewing on people once I've left it, plus gunshot > zombie-chow when it comes to 'ways to die'.

This ficbit has been rattling around in my brain ever since I first saw 'Avengers'.

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"As to the Uzumaki boy," Hiashi continued, "the Council has made its decision-" He was interrupted by a wave of focused Killer Intent from the Hokage that dropped him and his supporters, pale and trembling, back into their seats and put ferocious grins on the faces of Inuzuka Tsume and the first Ino-Shika-Cho triad.
"I recognize that the Council has made a decision," Tsunade cut him off, tone level but dripping with contempt, "but, given that it's a stupid-ass decision, I've elected to ignore it."