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Silvergriffin21

@silvergriffin21.bsky.social
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27/F Genuine owl face. No make up. ΘΔ Therian, Trans, 100% bird brain. Been in bird community over a decade. Welsh! Lives in Scotland currently Artist, Mechanic, Photographer, Fur suiter, Tf artist

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FURRJOI @furrjoi.com · 21/11/2025
✨𝐍𝐄𝐖 𝐑𝐄𝐋𝐄𝐀𝐒𝐄 & 𝐆𝐈𝐕𝐄𝐀𝐖𝐀𝐘✨ Horse hooves officially launched: furrjoi.com/promotion/116 - Small sizes fit for EU 36-39; Large sizes fit for 42-46 - Small and large differ in shape; please check before ordering 𝐋𝐢𝐤𝐞 + 𝐂𝐨𝐦𝐦𝐞𝐧𝐭 + 𝐑𝐓 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐩𝐨𝐬𝐭, 𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐩𝐞𝐫𝐬𝐨𝐧 𝐰𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐠𝐞𝐭 𝐚 𝐩𝐚𝐢𝐫 𝐨𝐟 𝐡𝐨𝐫𝐬𝐞 𝐡𝐨𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐬! #hooves
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Shimi @shimi.bsky.social · 26/09/2025
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
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😸 Hugo the pink cat 😸 @hugothepinkcat.bsky.social · 21/06/2025
Juno Birch's impression of Joanne Rowling walking into a women's washroom
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Silvergriffin21 @silvergriffin21.bsky.social · 15/06/2025
Bird rocking bussom
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Corvi - 🐣🎉💖 @corviforms.bsky.social · 11/05/2025
happy mothers day 🪺
doodle of a robin squished down in a nest with a button that reads #1 Mom
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roundbirbart @roundbirb.art · 25/04/2025
Awebo‼️
An illustration of a white willow ptarmigan, saying "Awebo!". Its eyebrows are very red and fluffy.
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Hellvetika 🏳️‍⚧️ ⚧ @hellvetikaseraph.bsky.social · 23/04/2025
bsky.app/profile/hell...
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Katy Montgomerie 🦗 @katymontgomerie.com · 22/04/2025
This statement about the transphobic Supreme Court ruling by the UK's Crab Museum (yes a museum about crabs) is better than 99% of the statements I've seen on the topic www.crabmuseum.org/visit 🦀🦀🦀🦀🦀🦀🦀🦀
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Silvergriffin21 @silvergriffin21.bsky.social · 21/04/2025
Love how the only news of the trans protest on Uk is an article saying how vandals drew on some stones...impartial right BBC?
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Meesh @cookiedoves.bsky.social · 24/03/2025
lord of the wings
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colinstu @colinstu.birdbutt.com · 07/03/2025
I love seeing these huge soft loafs trying to land on the tops of these trees.
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Silvergriffin21 @silvergriffin21.bsky.social · 23/02/2025
The hidden colours of birds always amaze me, a cormorant looks black. but is it? Nope.
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Silvergriffin21 @silvergriffin21.bsky.social · 23/02/2025
I love meeting rodent furrs/therians, just standing imposing over them. beak breathing heavily..
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Scottish Greens @scottishgreens.org · 01/02/2025
LGBT+ rights were won over decades through activism, struggle and solidarity. But now more than ever we see powerful forces working to divide us and roll them back, while others stand aside. Human rights are non-negotiable. They must be at the heart of Scotland's future. 🏳️‍🌈🏳️‍⚧️
LGBT+ History Month
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Ekron Vulture @ekron-vulture.bsky.social · 20/01/2025
Just putting this here for no good reason.
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LeedsFurs @leedsfurs.bsky.social · 17/01/2025
Who watches the watchnook? Don't forget our first meet of the year is tomorrow! 🦝: @mow.sh 🦅: @silvergriffin21.bsky.social 📷: @bazil.bsky.social #LeedsFurs #FursuitFriday #MainMeet
A Tanuki fursuiter peering over railings, watched by an Griffin fursuiter on a higher level.
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Silvergriffin21 @silvergriffin21.bsky.social · 17/12/2024
@ericmalves.bsky.social finally joins the fray!
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princeton 🐱 @kittyprinceton.bsky.social · 17/12/2024
Fanart for @ericmalves.bsky.social 's incredible novel, Anima. If you're a fan of transformation, I definitely recommend it! Cannot wait to start reading the sequel. This is the main character, Lyall, inspired by the scene where he grows his beak. #transformation #furryart
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𝕿𝖍𝖊 𝕹𝖔𝖒𝖊 𝕶𝖎𝖓𝖌 @thenomeking.bsky.social · 11/12/2024
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Silvergriffin21 @silvergriffin21.bsky.social · 10/12/2024
"This is indeed, my foot." European Kestrel boyo
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Zuki @zukizilla.bsky.social · 09/12/2024
@clangargoyle.bsky.social
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Silvergriffin21 @silvergriffin21.bsky.social · 03/12/2024
CaW?
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Silvergriffin21 @silvergriffin21.bsky.social · 29/11/2024
Swans were built by outer spaces aliens to dock their spaceships too....or some other pyramid conspiracy
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Silvergriffin21 @silvergriffin21.bsky.social · 27/11/2024
@colinstu.birdbutt.com @aetusart.com, That's therianism right?
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Silvergriffin21 @silvergriffin21.bsky.social · 27/11/2024
@tiercel.bsky.social This is my view btw
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Silvergriffin21 @silvergriffin21.bsky.social · 27/11/2024
Bar-tailed Godwit soaking up the last of the years warmth on Mull
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Silvergriffin21 @silvergriffin21.bsky.social · 27/11/2024
Hooded crow on the Isle of Mull!
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NewsThump @newsthump.com · 27/11/2024
NEWS! Tins of Quality Street to be invisible to the naked eye by 2029
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Tins of Quality Street to be invisible to the naked eye by 2029
Tins of Quality Street are getting smaller so fast they will be invisible to the naked eye ‘within the decade’, scientists have confirmed.
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Kainik @kainik.com · 27/11/2024
THE NEW EXHIBIT ----- What's a dying company to do when all its BORING animals haven't been attracting enough attention?? MAKE SOME MORE!!!! :D @timtamtf.bsky.social was MuCorp's first subject, and by the looks of it, his new, exotic form is in to bring crowds for miles~ ----- #TFSky #Transfur
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Edalyn 🦉 @edahoot.bsky.social · 25/11/2024
need
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Silvergriffin21 @silvergriffin21.bsky.social · 25/11/2024
I made this when I was feeling a little...not owl.
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woob @woob.zone · 24/11/2024
Did you know? #art
stark black&white illustration of a deer, standing by the side of the road and looking towards the viewer. captioned in colored, serif font "Did you know? theres a whole you out there just waiting to be discovered!"
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Silvergriffin21 @silvergriffin21.bsky.social · 24/11/2024
Man imagine a rat therian and a owl therian in same room. " gee man that's rough. I hope you feel tastier..uh I mean...closer to your true self."
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Silvergriffin21 @silvergriffin21.bsky.social · 24/11/2024
Coban Coch and Elan Valley is a gem. Temperate rainforest and a RSPB site? Sold!
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Silvergriffin21 @silvergriffin21.bsky.social · 24/11/2024
Can confirm. Valient sucks ass [pigeon film] sure the guy who made just wanted to make a movie with cool ww2 vehicles in it. Cus they were moddled great but the characters... ugh puke
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Silvergriffin21 @silvergriffin21.bsky.social · 24/11/2024
@tiercel.bsky.social got me hoot socks to go with the owl onsie 👏 🙌
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Silvergriffin21 @silvergriffin21.bsky.social · 22/11/2024
Glaux the 'discover' tab is full of utter shite.
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Silvergriffin21 @silvergriffin21.bsky.social · 21/11/2024
Barn owl at World Of wings falconry center. When I was a falconer there was no better experience than genuinely amazing people with birds of prey. I miss that job dearly.
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Silvergriffin21 @silvergriffin21.bsky.social · 20/11/2024
Lovely red kite seen soaring over Coban Coch and the Elan Valley in Powys Mid Wales, me and bird friend were treated to a family calling and singing in the last hours of sunlight.
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Silvergriffin21 @silvergriffin21.bsky.social · 20/11/2024
A nice shot from Leeds furrs this Saturday!
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Hal Aetus @aetusart.com · 19/11/2024
Updated painting of annual Seeangela Relay, which involves carrying a weighted pack on a 2435 km team relay across the nation and back. Commemorates birds that moved information & supplies during the Volatian Rebellion. More tinyurl.com/5eyn4f4t Prints at MFF!
A bald eagle with backpack and belly pack flying through rain above forested hills while two more bald eagles also laden with packs fly behind her.
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