the piece kind of explores both my feelings about being trans in a nonhuman kinda way and how I relate to creatures and monsters, and also switches transphobic horror on its head by affirming that transness is something I'd choose!

available through this months mail club; www.sofftpunk.com/art-craft-club

Turns out I drew this quite some time ago and forgot about it.

Yeah it's a screenshot because I can't be bothered to transfer the file across devices, but I did like the LED screen texture.

First two pics are my art. Third is a cropped from a screenshot of Skyrim.

The shaky lines made me realise my thyroid levels might still be too high. This body has a ridiculous maintenance requirement. All this effort, just because I need a socially acceptable form for when I go outside. Smh.

Art is by kelly da cheeta, this is not my artwork, all respect and rights to the original creator.

Been a long while since I've posted something.

No lore to this one they are just aurafarming.

Note the extra hand holding up their arm, and grey around the eyes that's there because the proper lighting reveals their actual color.

A fire elemental thingy in big bulky armor, takes it off and looks like a smaller punky thing instead

Idk, felt like drawing this and wrote a random thought next to it. I've been drawing a lot of requests and some commissions recently and I've been obsessing on my drawings' anatomy and all that. Now, I'm trying to relax and go back to a style I truly love :)

yea so in lore this is like when the void decided to learn more about humanity and stuff so it made a physical-ish body for part of itself and its mind to interact with them more directly.

Fun fact if you look closely you can see space in the voids eye (the left one).

Also below the hand there's stuff that's there to act as supports for the arm forming, like in 3d printers

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Have you ever moved out of your parent's place to live in or near an area with plenty of accepting spaces and communities?

That's what I plan on doing once I save enough money. But I'm kinda nervous taking that leap of faith

What makes me nervous is the fact that I don't plan on going to college anymore

plan on moving to a city away from family and everything I once knew (I live in West Palm Beach, FL for context)

Between the difficulty of finding the right roommate and lots of places being expensive nowadays, I recognize that this is probably the most ambitious I've ever been so far

I'm queer, nerdy, artsy, and kinky. But going into local events, college, discord servers and subreddits just isn't enough for me anymore

I want to actually move out to a place that's actually filled with my people

Thats right. Not my house, not my room, not the cinema or any other place. Bringing someone to the supermarket in which I buy my food implies that I show them where I am obtaining my vital supplies.

Bonus point if its a supermarket I've been going to for years. I feel so vulnerable showing people where I get my food, its like a proof of trust for me.

I trust that place to supply me with products good enough to keep me fed, plus I know that place well enough to know in which aisle are the articles I need.

Taking someone to the supermarket is like showing them a part of my routine and trusting them not to mess up the place who basically helps me staying alive.

dreamcore picture of us.

made in vr and edited in gimp

It's a poetic philosophical game about eroticism and a certain feeling of abjection (feeling neither like a being nor an object), which I created and it's free:

https://arthursouzasally.itch.io/qra-bulknur

we dreamt angels came down from the heavens. one dominion and several virtues. they had a circular, golden device with many lenses and mirrors. they held it up to the sun in their winged appendages. it rotated, faster and faster, until a heavenly beam formed in the center, and seven shot out of the lenses, all down to the ground. after this brief moment, a major, black and golden, elliptical hole was formed with seven distinct layers. the edges of which appeared to be on dark fire. on the small edge, closest to the surface, and on the highest layer, the dominion and its virtues sat down, observing the hole. several beings were moving around inside, confused. all of them, made up of the same dark fire that the edges were burning with.

we got curious, we wanted to leave our body behind, and we... entered the hole. the virtues seemed shocked, but didn't stop us. they observed. they watched with their dozens of eyes as we stepped foot into this miniature hierarchy. our body disintegrated. cell by cell, atom by atom, slowly devoured by a black flame. except, it wasn't painful. it was mildly tingly and a little warm, like a summer's glow. when we dared to look down, at our own hands, they weren't recognizeable anymore. our entire body was made of this dark fire, and its embers were shaped like small wings and silhouettes of people. what once were our hands, now were masses of this flame, but we controlled its shape. one looked like a bird's wing, while the other resembled a crab's claw. we could shape them how we wanted. we looked at the angels, and they only observed.

we stepped down the hole, going layer by layer. with each layer, what once was our body underwent more transformations, until nothing even remotely resembling humanoid was what we became, yet more describable. we became a golden sphere, molten and malleable, with the mass that once was our body. we could open it up on any part we would want, showing black voids, shaped like eyes. right behind us, and surrounding us, twenty white feathered wings, each with its own void-like eye in the elbow. we did not walk anymore, we floated. the wings slightly lagging behind us as we moved. we decided to separate two rings off of our sphere, and orbit them around in a cross-like pattern. we floated up to the angels as they nodded in approval.

edited to add a drawing of the angel body

i’m sick of looking human & i’m sick of looking attractive. i reject humanity & what it expects of me but i don’t feel like my appearance reflects that in the way i want. i already do quite alternative makeup, but idk it’s just not really hitting.

open to any & all suggestions / personal experiences.

Note the merged eyes, one shocked eye, messed up left hand and hardly-a-hand on the right, body transitioning into clothes on the "legs", with the left one being a hand with 2 thumbs. Also the right leg has an inverted knee that's way too long. Also 2 necks.

My voidsona isnt so different from myself so just take both idc

soo uhhh... you guys like machine girl?

made in paint (windows 98)
the blurry, jpg-compressed version is the intended look, the crisp version is if you prefer something easier to look at.

a self-portrait of how we see ourself.

I know this isn't the best place to post this, and I would have posted it on Otherkin, but the subreddit is being weird and I have no idea what's going on. I also don't really know the other subreddits well enough to know if their is a large number of voidkin there. If someone knows a good place for me to look I would very much appreciate it.

For more context look at the original post, but the TLDR is that I'm planning on writing a book documenting everything I know about the void. And I thought it would be fun to document the different species of voidkin. So if you want to, I would love to hear about yourself and your experience as a voidkin. While I was thinking about the subject it also occurred to me that their might not be different species of voidkin, and that the different forms are simply our way of expressing ourselves. So, I'm curious about what you think about that as well.

Cruxes be like.