Indi Latrani @indi@awoo.space

#introductions, woo! Haven't done this in a while.

* Usually a coyote/otter critter, currently a reindeer, because of winter!
* #postfurry, glowy, synthetic, specifically ✨​plush✨
* #otherkin AND #furry (Which I suppose means therian too!)
* #nonbinary, also gay. Ask me how! ;)
* Animist #pagan spiritworker, who's ended up running regular rituals at my (owner's) house in Seattle
* UX design for dayjob, surprisingly relevant to the above
* Never ever used this many hashtags at once before

You are a drop in the ocean
Surrounded by and mixing with all the other drops. Filling the world, touching its extents, spreading life.
You are a drop in the ocean
Able to be seen, to be held, to go through all the journeys and changes that the whole ocean itself is too big for.
You are a drop in the ocean
Mingling with all the other drops, sharing what you've found and tasting what they've brought. The ocean is richer, and deeper, because of you.
You are a drop in the ocean.

Pool party time with many gay otters!

And thus, current gender: Neutral Boy-ancy

https://awoo.space/media/OPObKoiNQ4rlFHN9TxY

yes btw I just had a really good online date with my ldr bf. Who is a wolf.

yes I'm a bit basic-furry. ;)

Please just fill all my holes with wolf cocks

Guilty pleasure: Highly-mediated consumer experiences. Heavily-themed restaurants and bars. The old Metreon. Disney Stores. Disney stuff in general really I guess.

Wish I'd been able to go to the WotC Game Center when it was still here in Seattle (Y'know, 20 years ago. 9.9)

@kauko keeps calling it a "fort" so it's a good thing she is not an architect.

Jon the plush pile! (Pic and pile by @kauko)

Haha wow I walk digitigrade for five whole minutes and now I can't stop thinking about how weird and out of place these lumpy plantigrade heel-bones are, whoooops. #TherianProblems

And I have So Many Thoughts about how to embody that stuff even better next time, whatever next time is.

And I'm not just talking about cons, it's just, all about how to be myself, a self I thought I could never be but now kinda am. And am finally learning how to accept that. And it's time to just, well, go all in.

Basically I'm realizing I've had a Thing for the past few... months...? where I've been trying to rework what I want to be. And I've been putting together a lot of it and it's been hard but rewarding. And this let me see another few pieces, big ones, that I hadn't thought about in a long time.

Not to mention being there with the whole household, including the folks who don't get to go to cons often enough, not to mention finally understanding and accepting how @Elanna and me just do cons differently, and maybe working out how to make them always this great for us in the future too, not to mention buying awesome stuff stuff and having awesome discussions and and and and and

More Sunday: Closing Ceremonies and that closing song turning on the waterworks again and then trying to cram more lewds and partying and dancing into the last few hours and mostly succeeding and then more and more tearful smoochful parting and quoting songs at each other when Trace finally had to head out.

Sunday: Discovering a problem with my flight back that ended up taking hours off my planned con time, and, thanks to the support of multiple partners, managing to not totally lose my shit about it but instead be simply sad and frustrated and hug-seeking, the way I feel I should be, a good toy, and realizing I can just... DO that, I don't have to become an angryanxious nightmare about plans going awry.

Saturday: Suddenly getting WAY INTO the con theme after overhearing some of the music while browsing the art show, then this time dashing out early on dinner so I could get to as much of the performance if I could, with Trace managing to catch up for the last half of it, in time for us to cuddle together through awkward musical goofiness and surprisingly-touching emotional bits too.

Friday: Spontaneously dragging Trace all the way across the casino floor because I figured the 20 minutes we had to wait for dinner was just enough time to hit the Bad Dragon party at the nightclub, knowing I'd regret it if I didn't. Getting in in time for free drinks, downing them and dancing our tails (not quite literally) off, before rushing back for dinner.

Thursday: Meeting up with Trace (@TheBodan), helping him and his Master navigate through first-con experiences, including some serious social anxiety and fursuit phobia for his partner (and, spoiler, seeing that all improve dramatically throughout the con)

And then, later, finding a room to have a long-planned, relatively-intricate roleplay-heavy encounter with Trace... Okay, come to think of it, THAT was a (wonderful) first for me

Nothing I did at the con was particularly new except maybe in intensity (there was certainly more con sex than ever before, but seeing a partner for the first time in 18 months will probably help that sort of thing along) but every day had something I just want to keep with me forever.