#but i also wouldn't call myself not a furry
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Okay whoops thinking my carnivore x herbivore antmien idea because um WHY DID I NOT KNOW MÅNESKIN DID A COLLAB WITH BEASTARS??? It came on my recommended and I was like what??? The song the video just ugh the manga is so beautiful and while I love the anime the manga has just such an interesting art style I'm such a legoharu shipper I'm sorry- ANYWAYS- inspired by @/shriggy-the-rat-king's furry Smosh art!! (I don't want to tag them in my weirdness but please check them out they're so good 😭😭)
They're every cliche alright, Damien is a hard-headed strong-willed herbivore who doesn't take shit from anybody and is a bit of a loner (god I have no original ideas lol) and Anthony is the soft spoken carnivore. They share classes (college here) and they exchange notes here and make small talk nothing much but one day Damien doesn't come to class which isn't a huge deal they've all missed classes but then one turns to two to three and their professor calls on him.
"Could you stop my Mr. Haas' dorm and deliver these for me? I've seen you two chat so I was hoping to send someone he's more comfortable with." And Anthony is stunned but he takes the notes from the professor. He asks around for where Damien's dorm is getting met with strange looks but they wave it off and tell him. He walks up to it and he reaches up to knock before a smell assaults his senses. His fur bristles at it at first tail swinging wildly before it lulls him. It's musky and heady and making his brain frazzled and he thinks he should leave before he hears a voice.
"Is someone there?" Damien croaks, voice tight as if he'd been sick and Anthony snaps out of it for a moment.
"Uh- yeah. Professor Windlewood sent me to give you the notes you missed the last few days," he says and he hears shuffling. He steps back as he hears the door unlatch and Damien opens the door smell even stronger now. Anthony can sees his disheveled state ears drooped, bags under his eyes, and only in a robe that was open enough to reveal his light and soft looking chest fur. Anthony realizes he's staring and his face heats up before he hands over the papers to the rabbit.
"Thanks. You didn't have to," Damien said softly before eyeing up the panther in front of him. He clears his throat. "Would you uh... Like to come inside for a minute? Chat?" And Anthony is stunned for a moment.
"Uh- I mean well... Are you sure? I am a carnivore after all..." he said simply and Damien smiled.
"I know that. And yes I'm sure. C'mon I'll make some tea and you can help me with the notes," he said with a smile and Anthony felt he couldn't deny. Not that he really wanted to. He stepped inside the smell even more intense but he breathed through it trying not to raise suspicion. The door closed behind him making it feel final for some reason.
Damien led him to the couch and he sat down. He sat the papers on the small table only for them to fall off and him to curse.
"Sorry I'm such a clutz," he grumbled before leaning down to grab them giving Anthony a full view of his ass and cottontail in pretty black lace panties. Anthony swallowed thickly. This was definitely going to be an interesting study session.
I'M SORRY
(I just want Damien in heat and it affecting Anthony in ways it really shouldn't it makes no sense biologically but he's still there head fuzzy and ready to breed the rabbit in any way he wants ajsj)
#i wouldn't call myself a furry#but i also wouldn't call myself not a furry#what a conundrum#anyways#antmien#anthony x damien#anthony/damien#carnivore x herbivore#spicy idea
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The Mortifying Ordeal of Being Known || Hazbin Tickle Fic ||
A/N: this entire fic was inspired by that one scene where Al threatens Husk in ep 5. it broke my heart to see him so utterly petrified so I wrote this as a hurt/comfort for myself
Warnings: mentions of Alastor's control over Husk, slight NSFW language but it's not actually sexual I just didn't have any synonyms for what I meant lol
Word count: 2,466
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When you're an Overlord of Hell, you tend to get pretty comfortable with staying in control.
Because one wrong move can mean the end of the line.
Husk knew that better than most.
And even now, after all that power of his was lost, he still found himself more suited to calling the shots in whatever situation he found himself in. It was just easier that way. If he could remain on top of things, then nothing would go wrong. Mostly.
That feeling of security never lasted long, though, because sooner or later, he was reminded of the terrible choice he made long ago. That he gave away his autonomy to the most psychotic demon in hell.
The way he spoke to him. Like he was so small. And insignificant. Like he existed purely for the bastard's own amusement and nothing else. Any input given was condescended to, patronized, and dehumanized. It formed an ugly little pit in Husk's chest. How little control he had once Alastor stepped into the room. It scared him, in a way that so few things did.
At least he had someone else to talk to who knew how he felt.
Speaking of whom, Angel Dust strutted into the bedroom, sporting a fluffy silk robe.
"Hope I didn't make you wait too long~" he whined seductively.
"Not long at all," the other purred.
The two settled down together in bed, soaking in each other's embrace.
Tonight was all about them, huddled together in hell's moonlight.
Husk remained still as Angel shifted downward until his head fit under Husk's chin, knowing just where to go.
He loved to be pampered, that much was obvious.
It was peaceful for some time before Angel's eyes suddenly blinked open.
"Hey. How come you never want a turn at being the little spoon? I'm not unreasonable, I'm sure we could share," he said coyly.
Husk didn't quite know what to say to that. It wasn't something that needed to be spoken in words. Husk dominated, Angel submitted (in more ways than one). It seemed almost absurd to suggest that Husk would be the one being given affection.
"Nah, I'm good. You look pretty comfy down there, anyway."
Angel, however, wasn't satisfied with that answer. He pulled himself back to get a good look at the cat's face, cocking his own head curiously. Who wouldn't want to be on the receiving end? Even once? It couldn't be understated how warm and protected one could feel in the arms of another. And Husk didn't want that? Did he feel pressured to say that because he knew Angel liked to take that spot?
"Really? You THAT much of a top that you can't play second fiddle once?" said Angel.
"I'm just not a big... "softy-cuddles" kinda guy, as if you already couldn't tell," Husk admitted, gesturing to his overall gruff demeanor.
Angel studied his face.
"Not buying that for a second," he said, punctuating each word with a poke to the chest. "Come on, you're missing out!"
"That's sweet, babe, but I'm-"
"Just five minutes?" Angel pleaded, holding five fingers up in front of him, "Five minutes of me cuddling you for a change. If you decide you hate it, I won't bring it up again. I just... you're always taking care o' me. I want to give some of that back to you, ya'know? You deserve it."
Fuck.
How was he supposed to say no to those puppy eyes?
Besides, it couldn't hurt... right?
"Fine," Husk relented.
"Yay!" His boyfriend cheered.
They rearranged their positions; Husk now farther down the length of the bed and Angel wrapping all three pairs of arms around him like a furry burrito. His knees and head also tucked themselves inward to cradle the cat properly.
It still made Husk a little tense, letting someone handle him so willfully, but the touch was too nice to deny for very long. Thoughts of safety oozed into his brain as his body relaxed against the chest behind him.
"See? Now isn't this nice?" said Angel softly, barely above a whisper, "For a man who supposedly doesn't little-spoon, you've got the moves down pat."
"I'm not making any moves," Husk mumbled, smiling loudly in his voice.
"Well, you're relaxed, aren't ya?"
In a way.
Angel peered down at the bundle of fuzz, taking in how much shorter he was in comparison.
"Awww! I never noticed how cute you were from up here." His hand began petting the top of the kitty's head, smoothing down the hair.
And there was that feeling again. The one that couldn't let Husk enjoy a good thing while he had it. The fear of releasing control.
"I'm not a pet," he grumbled, having no control over the defensiveness in his voice.
Angel, ever oblivious, pressed on. "Oh, but you are to me~. My sweet little Husky~."
Finally, the camel's back broke under that straw.
"Just stop, okay?! I don't-" Husk took a much-needed breath, sitting up, "I know being treated like a toy is your thing, but it's not mine. I don't like being talked to like I'm a pet. Like all I am is your little dancing monkey." It dawned on him just how much of all that was directed at Alastor. The words sunk in like cement in a lake, and he turned his eyes away, unable to look at what he just ruined.
Angel blinked. All of sudden, the moment had soured, and he had no clue why. Was it something he said? Husk said he didn't want to be treated like a toy. Is that how he felt? Like he wasn't valued? That wasn't what he was trying to say at all! It was adoration! Not condescension.
"What...?" Angel breathed.
"Forget it. Just, I'm sorry-"
"No! No, don't apologize," Angel interrupted, choosing his next words carefully, "I'm sorry if I made you feel that way. It wasn't what I meant to say. I wasn't tryin' to say you were weak or small. I was... I was trying to tells you that I adore ya. You do so much for me and our friends. You look out for us, and protect us, and listen to our bullshit problems all the time.
"I think so highly of you, Husk. You don't take shit from no one, not even me. You're unafraid to speak your mind. You know how to keep your head when life gets messy. I got nothing but respect for you. That's why I wanted to do all this. That's why I want to pamper you with love and shit. Because you're always so strong, and I wanted to... I don't know... give you the space where you didn't have to be strong. Not with me."
A heavy silence fell over the room.
Husk couldn't find the words even if he tried. He had never heard such meaningful things spoken about him. Him, the grouchy barfly. How could he possibly come back from such a beautiful declaration? Especially now with how foolish he felt. It had never occurred to him that accepting affection was an act of good, and not an admission of weakness. That someone could be trusted to hold him in their hands and lift him up rather than drag him down.
Angel could never be Alastor. This was not a hostage situation.
This was a security.
One that he felt that he needed in this moment more than ever.
"Fuck... I'm sorry. I messed up everything and spoiled the mood. I'm still not very good at this whole intimacy stuff," Husk sighed.
"I know, and it's okay. I can teach you," Angel cupped his hand around Husk's cheek.
Husk leaned into the touch. "And uh... thanks. For what you said."
"I meant it."
What did Husk do on Earth to deserve such an Angel?
"Look, if uh. Ahem. If you still wanted to... to do what you were doing before... you know, I won't fight you," Husk stammered, falling quieter with each word.
If that's the only means of permission that Angel can get right now, then he'll take it. He gently eased Husk onto his back once more.
"Good. 'Cause I still have lots more love to give you, sweetcheeks." Angel's iconic smile returned.
Even though Husk basically just admitted he wanted Angel to keep going, his praises were beginning to fluster him. The corners of his lips started to rise, and the only defense he had against them was to turn his face away from the man in front of him.
"You like it when I talk to you like that, huh, baby? Do you hear in my voice how much I'm crazy about you? How I'd do anything for ya? Cause I would~. There's nothing that you don't deserve," Angel said, scratching oh so lightly beneath Husk's chin.
Husk squeezed his eyes shut as he surrendered to his smile and tried to crush Angel's hand with his neck.
"It's true~. Because you're just the cutest little thing alive! Er, unalive, so to speak," the spider said, feeling encouraged by this reaction, and bringing another hand to scritch in the middle of his side.
Before he could stop it, a giggle escaped from Husk's mouth. Mortified, he then clamped his jaw shut, holding any more upcoming laughs in.
"You don't have to pretend for me, baby. It's just us here," said Angel, now bringing all three sets of arms into the mix. One pair was tracing his sides, another scritching either sides of his neck, and the last drumming their fingers torturously over his belly.
The giggles rose back up again, and this time shutting his mouth wasn't keeping them at bay. If he weren't so stubborn, he might've given in by now. But it was just too embarrassing.
Husk clapped his paws over his mouth, and while it did (partially) succeed in quieting his laughter, it didn't do anything to remedy the tickly sensations now all over his torso. He twitched and quivered under the touch, but with Angel hovering over him, it didn't leave much room for reprieve.
"This looks like it really tickles. I'm sure you'd feel better if you let all those laugh out!" Angel encouraged, "Pleeeeeease? For me? For yourself?"
Still, he didn't budge.
"Okay. I didn't wanna have to do this, but you've left me with no otha' options." Angel took one hand that was scratching his chin and took both of Husk's paws in it, holding them above the cat's head.
The effect was gradual.
At first, you couldn't hear a peep. Then, over a matter of seconds, Husk's giggles began to bubble up once more, fighting their way to the surface, and tickling him from the inside out.
It was over. Before long, there was nothing between the loving attacker and the melodic sound he adored so much. It started out deeper and huskier, much like his normal speaking voice, but with each passing moment, it grew higher in pitch; the kind of laugh he reserved only for his softer moments with Angel.
The spider took this as a sign to continue and deepened the pressure of all of his appendages, digging into the jittery muscles.
Husk couldn't even recognize himself anymore. He sounded nothing like the bitter old drunk he normally was. In its place, was a goofy little lovesick fool who laughed like no one in the world could hear him. He guffawed and chortled and cackled with reckless abandon.
"There it itihis! There's that gorgeous laughter!" Said Angel. "For a moment there, I thought you was bout to explode!"
The compliment somehow made everything worse. The helplessness of the situation was still there, the feeling of being small, but it was... different. Like he was small enough to be held in someone's palm and protected from all harm. It felt safe.
Husk's cheeks began to burn red.
Hopefully, Angel would be too distracted to notice.
"Aw baaabe! Are you blushin'?!"
Fuck.
As if on cue, his cheeks burned brighter.
"Am I making you feel flustered~? Does it make it tickle more?"
"WOHOHOULD YOU SHUHUT UHUHUP?!"
"So it does. Hmm," Angel hummed as he started moving his hands faster and faster up and down his body. Up his sides, then down his sides, up his tummy, then down his tummy.
It was maddening.
It was tortuous.
It was wonderful.
If Heaven didn't feel like this, he didn't want it. If salvation didn't give him the same amount of relief and safety and joy that playing with his lover gave, then it wasn't worth it. He'd stay in this inferno of hell forever if it meant he could stay with Angel. Stay in this moment.
The demon in question kept on with his teases.
"Who's the cutest little thing~?" Angel cooed as he noticed Husk jump when he touched the lowest portion of his belly, "Ohoho, looks like someone's ticklish! Coochie coochie coooo~!"
Just when Husk thought he couldn't laugh any harder, he did.
"HAHAHAHAHAHA YOU FUHUHUCKING PRIHIHICK HAHAHA!" Husk snorted.
"Oho my gosh! You sound just like Fat Nuggets!" Angel chortled.
Husk's laughter was beginning to go silent, and started getting wheezier. This, Angel knew, meant it was time to stop.
"Alright, doll, I think you've had enough," Angel said as he released his prisoner.
As the spider removed his hands from his body, Husk started panting and giggling hysterically, still feeling the phantom sensations on his skin.
"Need some help there?" Angel offered, moving his hands back towards the other's belly.
Husk curled away from his hands, "Dohohon't!"
"I'm not gonna tickle ya, I swear! I'm just gonna get the leftover tickles to go away. Okay?"
Husk nodded hesitantly and revealed his stomach to him.
Angel's hands met his fur, and although it did jump at first, the firm pressure and massaging motions rubbed away the remaining tickles, just like he said it would.
"Dahamn. That really works." Husk breathed.
"Right? Now do you feel better?"
"Yeah," Husk sat up as Angel gave him room, "You know, for such a compliant gentleman, you sure do know how to take charge."
Angel swiveled to Husk with his mouth agape. "I can be a boss when I wanna be!"
"Heh. Sure, power bottom."
Angel reached for Husk's right foot (or paw) and skittered one set of fingers over it.
"NonononONONOHOHO! I'M SORRY, I TAKE IT BACK! I tahahake it bahahack! Hehehehe!"
"Uh huh. That's what I thought," Angel stopped and huffed with a wink, nothing but kind love behind his eyes, "So. You ready for bed?"
"After all that laughing? Hell yes I am. I might even sleep through tomorrow." Husk said tiredly.
Angel chuckled, sidling up behind Husk and gently cacooning his arms around him again.
"This okay?"
Husk sighed.
"It's perfect."
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Wooh! That was a rollercoaster! 😅 Hope the people that wanted lee!husk enjoyed this fic 🫶
#tickle#tickles#tickling#ticklish#tickle community#tickle fic#hazbin hotel tickles#lee!husk#ler!angeldust#huskerdust tickles
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how do I talk about furry rights without people rolling their eyes and ignoring me? how do I bring up issues like online bullying and exclusion from communities without people calling me "one of the annoying ones?"
furries, in many ways represent transhumanism. now, I don't personally believe every single furry is a transhuman, or even give the concept much thought. however, the very existence of furries reflect the tenets of transhumanism. the idea to reject one's very species, to find comfort and camaraderie with others who share your feelings, to make changes to your everyday life in order to pursue that comfort. you can replace "furry" with "trans" and nothing would change
both furries and trans people have communities that overlap almost completely. I myself am a furry, and I have many fursonas. I am also a therian, otherkin, otherwise known as transhuman. I feel a level of discomfort not just in the perceived gender of my birth but in my human body. I very much wish I was a fox, and often fantasize about being one, or being turned into one in an entirely non sexual way. (if it was sexual, there still wouldn't be anything wrong with it because pursuing personal happiness can only be a good thing)
regardless, concepts like transhumanism have been a part of the furry community for as long as there was a furry community. some of the earliest records show in the summer of 1990 people online who identified more as elves than humans call themselves "elfkin," and as this new vocabulary spread, there were people who identified as animals, both fictional and factual, and they were initially labeled as "otherkin" by elfkin to differentiate from their specific community, and otherkin has more recently been described as "therian" in modern conversations. and we as a people can also acknowledge that the idea of humans turning into something nonhuman is a concept that has existed for as long as man has an understanding of the difference between man and beast. and even further, we know people who have sympathized with the nonhumans, or identified with their plight, in some way, shape or form. this is most often seen in queer communities
now, with this understanding of the idea of furries out of the way, is it any surprise that a huge amount of the trans community, as well as the lgbtqia+ community as a whole, also identify as furries? the modern interpretation of nonhumans existing as themselves happily? the idea that even though you are different, you are still loved and supported by like-minded individuals? is it such a surprise that so many of us had fursonas when we were younger? that as we matured and our understanding of our identities grew and became more complex over time we began questioning fundamental parts of our identities? I, for one, did it backwards. I transitioned, came out as a lesbian, and only then did I become a furry. and since I had all the hard parts of my identity out of the way, that meant I got to scrutinize my concept of what being a furry meant to me. and it allowed me to see the parallels between the trans community and the furry community
telling your family and being mocked. telling your friends and them treating you like an outsider. being outed by others in public spaces and facing public ridicule and shaming. feeling uncomfortable in your body. performing affirmative actions to alleviate the feeling of physical and mental discomfort. finding community online. talking to others and realizing you are not alone, you are not wrong, there are so many others like you. learning new ways to express yourself. still having a feeling of discomfort in how other people, outsiders to your community, will react if they find out what you are. relationships not working because of this part of your identity. only feeling comfortable in spaces exclusive to your community for fear of being gawked at and made unsafe. physical abuse directly because of how others interpret you as a threat, or something that needs to be "fixed." the words "trans" and "furry" are interchangeable here. and in many cases for furries, all of this is applied to them if they simply are furries and don't necessarily identify as therians or otherkin. then it can be seen as a direct one-for-one experience, unfortunate as it is
if more evidence is needed, think about how furries are treated online. the word "furry" itself is treated almost like a slur, calling someone a furry as a derogatory joke, or discrediting them because they are a furry. not to mention the proliferation of aggressive misinformation to further slander the furry community as a whole, such as them being sex crazed freaks, pedophiles and rapists (sound familiar?) the idea that there are "good" and "bad" members of the communities, ones you should listen to (the ones who are palatable, who keep it private, who aren't therian) and the ones you shouldn't listen to (the weirdos, the ones with weird pronouns, the ones who wear weird things out)
trans panic has gotten so ridiculous that there has even been an attack on the furry community by legislation. senate bill 3084 in Oklahoma banned the use of litter boxes in schools based on the rumors of furry children "demanding" this be allowed. this not only shows just how ludicrous the anti trans legislation that's been swallowing up the country has gotten, but how easily furries gets swept up with lgbtqia+ in cishet spaces. I would expect more sympathy for the furry community by the trans community at least, if not the larger lgbtqia+ community. and yet furries are still allowed to be made out to be jokes and insults.
now, I'm not saying that furries have been the target for systemic oppression in the same way the lgbtqia+ community has. but what I am trying to say is that we should step up and defend those who have been by our side every step of the way, cheering us on at parades and helping us figure out our identities. there are a lot of problems with how people both on and offline treat furries, and how it is just allowed to happen. because if you speak up against violence towards a community, you are labeled as "one of the bad ones"
#silly millie speaks#furry#furry sfw#lgbtq community#lgbtq#lgbtqia#transgender#lesbian#gay#bisexual#queer#intersex#asexual#aromantic
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What would be your top 5 favorite fnaf characters?
//Mild Ruin Spoilers
Never really thought about it, but from the top of my head I'd say:
5. Glamrock Bonnie
While he didn't have a lot of screen time, his initial mystery of his absence is what interested me. The fact we got to see remnants, and even sadly, what remained of him in ruin made the hype kinda worth it. Also... gay bunny.
4. Roxanne Wolf
I didn't like Roxy at first, I mean she was kind of a bitch in the base game, but I will admit her design is cool and she's pretty as fuck. Ruin made her look even more gorgeous like... I could kiss the artist that made those cutouts of her. Her little "death" scene made me sob. She grew on me.
3. Cassie
Not sure if human characters were included but I say, fuck it and included Cassie. She's so brave, I love her and she didn't deserve anything bad to happen to her. She's cute, her relationship with Roxy was precious even if it was hardly mentioned, her design is top notch (honestly. She's either mixed or light skinned. I love her either way).
She's resilient as fuck, my only gripe is that as a black girl myself, girlie, why the fuck didn't you leave as soon as you felt sus by "Gregory"... I mean we wouldn't have Ruin if she just left but... please. Cassie. I love you. But GET OUT.
2. Freddy Fazbear
Call me basic, but he was my original favorite from the first game. He scares the shit out of me still and I love that. When you think Freddy Fazbear, he's the face you think of. He's like stereotypical Barbie (positive). I feel like I could hug him and he'd just tell me stories about life and his experiences (not in a long-winded Mr. Hippo way either).
I remember in 5th grade when the game came out I told my friend, "I like Freddy." And she called me a furry... I didn't know what that was until she explained it and I quickly said "...No. he's just my favorite." ...
1. Glamrock Freddy
Uhm... I think he's the reason why I identify as a furry now in the current year of 2023. I could write an entire essay, make an entire presentation as to why I love this animatronic bear more than his original predecessor... (I should do that...).
Also. If I said what I really wanted to say ... I'd have to leave the internet forever. There's no cleaning my digital footprint anymore. It would sound like I'm speaking Morse code from how many things will be censored when I talk about this bear. Anyways. He's my favorite and I'm very normal about him. I have a decent relationship with my dad. Thanks for asking.
#ask#answered#fnaf security breach#glamrock freddy#roxanne wolf#fnaf cassie#glamrock bonnie#freddy fazbear#random#... im gay but Glam Freddy is an exception.
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Happy Birthday, Conway!
Happy 1st Birthday to Conway!
Yep! It is the 1 year anniversary of the release of version 0.01 (or whatever the versions were called back then)
Let's have a talk, shall we?
February 8th is when I uploaded and released it on itch.
Why February 8th you may ask?
Well, I had only planned January as an experimental month for myself, with the oil painting and the VN test. So I'd release it on february 1st... And then it, naturally, took longer.
But I guess it works out so that we don't have the anniversary right on update release days.
The past
And yeah, what a year it's been! Thank you to all of you first of all for making this possible.
Quite simply it wouldn't be possible without the support of all you generous peeps here. As it turns out, developing a game is a fuckton of work, and if I would need to pay the bills through commission work or what have you there would be no way I'd find the time and energy to work on Conway on the side.
And I've mentioned it before in a few places, but for a while around May, June-ish it did look really dicey. The first half of the year I was bleeding about 500-700 bucks a month of my savings. The game didn't really pick up and a good amount of my walks were spent contemplating just when I'd have to see a sign before pulling the plug. End of June? Maybe it's worth to stretch it to July?
At the lowest point, we were about a month away from pulling the plug on Conway. But right around that time, the trend in people subbing here started to pick up. While it's only in the past month or two that I've reached the point where I'm not actively bleeding money each month, the trend was the bit I needed to see that maybe people are interested after all!
The present
I've attached the itch stats of the past year. So those of you who would like to have a peek can do so. As you can see, Update 10 was a massive success at least in terms of numbers for the game. Update 9 was already the first one to break the record for downloads that the release day set, but Update 10 got picked up by the algorithms and sat in the most popular furry games for a while. Soooo, yeah, quite chuffed with that spike! We'll see what the long-term effects are, but for now I just enjoy the aesthetic of -BIG SPIKE-.
And yeah, the game as a whole is just sitting in a good spot. We've had about 12k downloads in total, around 80k page visits, and a rating of 4.8/5 with 127 ratings (which btw, easy way to help, is to leave a juicy 5* rating on itch. Does wonders for the placement of the game in the different categories on the site, plus it gives me a fuzzy feeling in my tum tum.)
It's also been such a joy to see that all characters end up having their share of fans judging by comments and that nobody is left in the dry. Of course, some of them have a bit of an easier time, like Samuel and Julian being the more sociable lot they are, and just the screen time they've had so far. While others like Raj or Arthur are slower burns and even they get some mentions as the favorites of some people, and that just makes me chuffed.
Naturally, they're designed to cover different interests and preferences, but I'm always nervous if the characters are good, resonate with people and hope that they can be fun to be around. So any time someone mentions a character it just makes me so goddamn giddy.
Some of them will be difficult to handle with grace, and I'm not perfect, so I'm sure for at least one of the main cast what I've planned will fall flat, or I mess it up in some fashion. But fuck it, I'll try.
Not everything has been peaches and roses recently though, so I have to admit Updates 10 and 11 have been/are a bit of a struggle. I just messed up planning for my support writers, and it's been more or less just me handling everything for both updates 10 and 11. That's why art has been a bit sparse... Because most of my time is just taken up doing writing duty, and I'm not the fastest writer, unfortunately.
Like, at this point, with the game having all the branches and 125k in total word count, the story for the characters and how they've interacted on the two initial days. It makes it a bit more difficult to actually get people on board in a timely manner. I can't just go and say, "Hey, write me a scene where this character and that character are involved, and they do that." Since a new writer knows absolutely zero about all the stuff that's been there before, all the stuff that's planned for the characters and all that jazz.
So if one support writer is busy or just has writing block or whatever, it may be, my solution so far has just been going, "Well, shit." :')
Not the fault of my writing buddies, of course. They've been absolutely invaluable and I can't offer nearly enough to expect to be the highest priority for them. I'm just happy they want to help out AT ALL for what I can pay them in return. I should have planned contingencies but didn't. Simple as that.
So, I've made the decision to bring on another writer in Televassi, and also want to hopefully integrate Robert Baird more again going forward. With more of them willing to help out I will be able to assign things to people as they're available. Which hopefully will avoid me having to do whole updates on my own and take the pressure off of wonderful peeps like Rubric. So yeah, I learned my lesson there, but since it just takes time for people to get familiar with the Conway world and characters, it ended up with me being a bit swamped with EVERYTHING for Updates 10 and 11.
The future
Speaking of what's planned, then?
Update 10 closes out day 2, and Update 11 starts after our first time skip. I don't know if you've ever looked at how slow these ships were, but if we ever want to make it to Cape Town, then we'll need those time skips.
Not only that, but it also allows for characters to just develop in the meantime, and also their relationship towards the player character. While Characters like Nomax and Julian ended up having some raunchy scenes right away, it wouldn't exactly fit to have others throw themselves at you on day 2. So skipping ahead just keeps things moving, keeps things interesting because we can focus on specific parts more, and just show the development of characters at a more natural pace.
So the next sections are this first post-time skip section that subbed patrons already get a taste of in the WIP update, and then next up on the itinerary will be Morocco.
Both sections I'm really stoked about! And I hope you are too. :)
Stretch goals?
Patreon did away with them a while back, but we'll just make our own stretch goals, with blackjack and hookers.
Just instead of blackjack and hookers, how about we talk Animations?!
Hell yeah! I'm no animator, and it's not really a discipline I particularly enjoy either from the times I tried. So, since Patreon is currently about break-even, we can start thinking ahead a little, and I think the first point I want to tackle is some simple animations.
Stuff like moving tails, ears, and eyes. Stuff like that.
So how about that, we're currently floating at around 1250 USD a month, and if we're crossing the 1500 USD mark, I'll be holding out my feelers to get these small animations into the game.
If you like to contribute to making animations possible, consider supporting the Patreon over here: https://www.patreon.com/Nomax
Possibly animations, an exciting new section of the story, some more v2 character art, some more maritime menagerie characters. Sounds good for a year 2 plan?
I certainly hope so and hope that you all will be along for the ride, as it's been an absolute blast, and I can't thank you enough for making it possible. I just want this thing to be the best it can be for all of you. :)
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One thing I've always wanted since I got into hypnosis in middle school is to be hypnotized to see myself as some sort of furry creature (and as of 2020, to see myself as my fursona, my dragon!). And while I don't see that happening for me anytime soon, one way I like to live that dream vicariously is through some of my subjects.
There's a decent amount of subjects out there who have imposition/phantom touch so it's always lovely to give them attention, pets, cuddles, all that stuff. Sometimes I'll have them feel me purr. But there are a few subjects out there who are able to not only feel but see things with hypnosis too, and that's where I have the most fun, because I'll just have them see my fursona like I'm right there!
She looks like this, by the way:
Gosh, the sheer amount of things I do with those kind of subjects, I wouldn't be able to list them all. But definitely lots of cuddles, wrapping them up in my tail, having them feel me purr against them, telling them about my lavender scent and how calming it is. With one subject, I'll often snuggle with him while we're vibing in a call, sit on his lap or have him sit on mine. Haha, there was a time where he was having trouble going to bed consistently so I'd have my dragon self drag him to bed at a certain time each night (and I still do it once in a while when he's stubborn). I like to joke about the fact that my sona's basically a big cat inside of a dragon's body so sometimes I'll lick the top of people's heads like I'm a momma cat. I've been experimenting with biting and choking people with my tail as well. Lotta paw worshipping. Like a loooott lol. Spiral eyes as well, and lately I've given my sona a lavender mist she can breathe out that's super hypnotic. It's great honestly. Oh and lots of more not-safe-for-Tumblr stuff as well, you can bet haha.
It's also honestly helped a lot with my gender expression! It took me a while to come up with the form I express myself as now, but I was able to experiment a lot because a couple of close subjects were able to see my sona in whatever way I wanted present her as! Idk if it'd be a good idea to post the NSFT ref sheet on here but she's a gynomorph, I believe? Think a male body but with breasts, and you can use whatever the term for that is.
I am like suuuper jealous of those friends who are able to see my ideal self so easily, haha, but at the same time it's really nice because they talk about how calming it is for them and it helps them feel a lot happier. (and if they don't outright say it, I can definitely see it!)
but yeah, I just wanted to put that out there into the wild, it's pretty cool. :3
#hypnosis#ramblings#hypnotic hallucinations#furry#sfw furry#furry oc#imposition#phantom touch illusion#dragon#uhhh what else#hmmm#hope you have a good day ^w^
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A form of SH? (Self-harm?)
I wouldn't say it's a form of self-harm. Actually, the opposite! It's a form of self-care! From my experience and from friends' experiences, it's a coping mechanism that helps with our trauma. If antis, think we're making fun of the problematic themes that's far, far from truth, and a very harsh thing to think! If people make fun of problematic situations, then that's a problem, and I wouldn't want to associate myself with such a person.
I hope Antis knows that proships are against harassment in general and respect others with different opinions. (Or they should be. That's the definition, lol.) If a proshipper is threatening you, then they're just a shit person and don't belong in a no harassment zone while harassing. Yet somehow, I often see antis like to use their catchphrase "KYS" all the time. I find such attitude to be awful no matter proship/anti/neutral whatever. Harassment is bad. No one deserves to be called a "good person" if someone says awful things to other human beings.
But like I said, it's a selfcare kind of activity in fiction. It's a safe way to control or explore the dark themes in fiction. It's a healthy way to express the trauma without hurting oneself or others. Some antis don't know this, but when you've experienced trauma, it has to come out somehow one way or another. People don't necessarily HAVE to like dark themes to express or cope with their trauma. Everyone copes differently. Some happen to enjoy / cope with taboo subjects in the fictional space. Which there is no shame. Your fictional taste does not reflect your morals (obviously, lol).
This brings me to another topic, Antis, who believes that if a proship likes the taboo subjects in fiction (ex: incest, age gap, what else? Victim and murder? Lol, there's so much that antis doesn't like.), that it means they like it in real life. That's, again, untrue. Your fictional interest doesn't mean you like it in real life. So that brings the question, "Why do they like it in fiction then?". Well, like I said before, often, it's a coping mechanism. Other times, people just like it in the fictional world. Perhaps there's more or less to it, but it's not anyone's job to understand the why. And if you find it uncomfortable thats complety valid! There are some things I find uncomfortable. That's when we have the power to block and remove ourselves from looking and reading things that we are not okay with. LITERALLY. Like we don't have to intrude a "problematic" artists media if we KNOW what they draw! Or read something that says "non-con warning" or anything WITH a WARNING SIGN THATS THE POINT OF WARNING SIGNS AAAH ⚠️
My thing is, if you're a nice person who respects others and doesn't harm others, then you're good in my book lol I don't understand furries, but if they never hurt a person or never been disrespectful to your surroundings then you're gucci. I have some friends who I don't understand their fictional world, but they've been nothing but sweet to me. Who am I to judge their fictional interest if they as a person treat me better than many other actual human beings lol
Also
Proshippers are aware of what's right and what's wrong in real life. We don't like predators, or incest, or victim x murderers in real life. DUH! Antis, we're on the same page. We don't like those kinds of people! We keep telling them, but somehow, many of them can't differentiate reality and fiction, which to me I find that to be a very, VERY big problem in today's time. If the line of fiction and reality is blurred, then how can people express their creative freedom without having to take a chance of being a "problematic person" or getting accused of harsh things. Also HOW YA GONNA FACE REALITY WHEN RENT IS DUE NEXT WEEK?! If a person is a problem to another human being, then that's valid to stand up and speak out. Uh, with evidence ofc. Don't just spread around "so and so is a Predat0r because they like so and so ship." Fiction isn't evidence. People will look at you weird if you claim a person is a problem and provide a drawing of Plantcest LMAO. People are gonna be confused why you're showing a drawing to them.
Policing others on what's right and wrong in a FICTIONAL SPACE like that's a problem itself! They're fighting ghost problems and threatening REAL PEOPLE for their interests, and that doesn't sound like a healthy space for anyone. Activism is good, but to the fictional space where it doesn't affect people in their day to day life if very concerning. Hence, why people say "touch grass".
Not every proshippers are good people. Just like not every antis are good people. Every group have their problems. This whole black and white view is unrealistic. No one is perfect. No victim is perfect. No "unproblematic" person is perfect. The world is grey or as I like the world is rainbow.
This is very long lol
In conclusion, proshippers aren't self harming for indulging dark themes. It's a self-help (many therapists would recommend it). Self-harm is threatening others and policing others what YOU think is okay or not. Self harm is also avoiding your trauma and avoiding your fictional interest because others pressure you to think how they do. You're a person with your own mind. Allow yourself to express how you do and don't let others tell you how to think, feel, and tell you what to do. You're human. I'm human.
FICTION ≠ REALITY and be kind to each other! There's more to life than to get mad over what others like lol take a chill pill and think about what you want to make of this world!
Okay, have a great day, yall!
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been making myself read more the b/bh marvel comics because i only had a couple of issues a while back before rage quitting and i still don't like the comics oops
the comics work best when they are short, the issues that just have one long story/two stories are a tremendous chore to read.
way way way too much 90s gross out humor for me
audibly groaned at stewart referring to "pastor molesta". like come on. 🍅🍅🍅
issue 26 is terrible i don't even need to elaborate its just bad but also that ending. like... aside from being weird, the idea that todd wouldn't recognize that's b/bh in disguise is just dumb.
the art style doesnt work i don't get why do they have these randomly overly detailed garbage pail kids type characters. it's jarring and inconsistent, they do plenty of normal mike judge-y characters in the comic why is this style used at all.
side characters oftened feel forced/unnecessarily shoehorned at times. you don't need all to include every single side character in almost every comic. i do like the comics let us see more of the side characters but the way they're used often doesn't make sense. why the hell is todd randomly hanging around van driessen like at least find a funny plot reason for him to be there. why is todd is just chilling van d's class in a panel he's a high school dropout. it just bugs me.
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he would not do this. i get they're making a joke here that the hippie progressive teacher is showing a racist film but it doesn't work because it's egregiously ooc. he calls it a classic in another panel after this and i'm. what. he would not say that.
the fabulous furry freak brothers cameo was cute tho :3
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do you differentiate between being a wolf in a past life from being a werewolf? how's being a wolf and a werewolf different, to you? :O
The fun part is, I mostly don't differentiate!
Being a wolf therian and a werewolf are very deeply intertwined for me. For the longest time, I just called myself a wolf therian, and was mostly okay with that. But the werewolf feelings were always there too. I always thought of myself as a werewolf, I just didn't use the label.
It's... hmm. I'm not werewolfkin, if that makes sense? I'm just a werewolf. And my experiences as a werewolf aren't tied at all to mythological or folklore ideas of that - I'm not some savage beast craving human flesh under the light of the full moon ahah! (Though anyone who is that is valid).
The best way I've found to explain it is that my identity as a wolf is past tense: it's what I was. My identity as a werewolf is present tense: it's what I am now.
The difference is that, what I perceive as wolf experiences are primarily in the form of memories, noema, etc. - deeply meaningful to me, but disconnected from my present life.
My experiences as a werewolf are what happens when those experiences are filtered through a human body, and - most crucially - a human mind.
Internally, my self-perception is that I "should", perhaps, be a wolf... along with all that entails. Including the different senses, the different cognitive abilities, the different instincts.
But what I am now isn't literally wolf. Sometimes that causes me dysphoria. The deepest dysphoria I've felt hasn't related to my body, but my mind - how I think and feel. Even if my soul is wolf, it's operating on human hardware and that has a profound impact on who I am, and even how I experience my wolfhood.
So... I'm a human who is wolf. I'm a wolf person.
But the way that feels most true to articulate my feelings is that I'm just a werewolf. I'm what a werewolf is in real life, in this world. This world's version of werewolves: some guy who doesn't shapeshift, but will get amped up when the moon's right and will absolutely bite you if you piss them off enough.
I'd say, as well, that there's some things I experience as a werewolf that I didn't experience as a wolf - and those things are human experiences, but mixed in with wolf ones. As a werewolf, I'd say my experiences feature anger more prominently, because as a human I sure find a lot to be angry about. So my werewolf self-perception is more keyed towards aggression, but interestingly that part is actually rooted in the human side of being a werewolf, not the animal side. And it mixes together in the sense that a very human anger (like political anger) gets presented in an animal way (wanting to run, snarl, tear things apart, bite, etc.).
Calling myself a werewolf is really deeply euphoric for me. ^u^ Not entirely sure what's in that feeling yet. But I restrained myself from talking about myself in that sense for so many years, because I felt like I shouldn't, it was misleading, wolf therian is more accurate, etc. And at the end of the day that restraint never served me, just kept me from embracing one part of my experiences, and calling myself the word that makes me most happy.
(Pokes that post I made recently about self-indulgence. Seriously. Stop policing yourself, be free).
I think another thing tied up in this is that I wouldn't in this life want to transform into a wolf and live as a wolf forever - that would suck actually. What brings me most comfort is the idea of transformation between wolf, human, and in-between forms. The idea of being able to transform in that way is also super euphoric for me!
And if I was given some chance to permanently change form, ultimately the form I'd opt for is like how people often think of werewolves - something between wolf and human, but in a more wild and animalistic way than a furry-style anthro, and more deeply inhuman than kemonomimi. Something that looks and feels animal, while still having the traits I like about being human (hands with opposable thumbs my beloved).
It's interesting to think about this! Because my wolf therian and werewolf identities are really deeply linked, but they're still distinct to me. But in a way, they feel like two expressions of the same core feeling and experience - wolf therian as a past tense connection to a life I feel I lived as a real, biological wolf; and werewolf as a present tense experience of being wolf as a human, and living a human life as a wolf.
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This is gonna be abit of a mouthful, but I need to get it off my chest now that years have passed and we've (hopefully you have too) matured by now.
I once looked up to you, but that was a very long time ago. The trauma you caused me is irreversible. tbf I used to be a brat and if I could go back in time to backhand my younger self I would, I own up to that. But I was only a teenager, still growing and learning about myself and how to talk to others properly. Turns out I was pretty much autistic, so communication wasn't my strong point at all back then.
But even then, your two-faced behavior of proudly shitting on and bragging about how much money you were ripping off the furry community, the people who actively supported you, loved your work and paid your bills, was appalling. I had every right to call you out on it. Instead of accepting it was wrong, you sent your roommates out like attack dogs to fight your battles, defend your toxic behavior and harass me. Every time I blocked them they would find a different site to attack me on. I struggled to make friends for years after that incident, I felt I couldn't trust anyone because of what you guys did.
Years passed, and I genuinely hoped you had changed for the better, only to see a callout post during pride of all times, about your grossly acephobic attitude. I had friends who were blocked by you and didn't understand why. You need to understand your damaging actions have severe affects on real people, and when you make public apologies, the people who comment saying they forgive you don't count if they weren't the ones hurt by you. They don't speak for those affected.
I'm not looking for an apology, even if given one I probably wouldn't accept it after all the damage you've done to me. I have zero interest in you being in my life again. I just wanted to give you this perspective to get it off my chest and for you to mull on, I want you to use it to improve yourself as a person moving forward. See the wrong in your actions, how badly it affects others, and make the choice to make things right.
But that's up to you now.
Hey, I know who this is an I want you to know that I think about you often.
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Sometimes your stuff shows up on my feed or someone shares something with me that youve made because we have common interests and I think to myself
Im glad theyre doing well and I hope youre surrounded by people who support you. I dont say this as a way to like
Save face because this is a public anon. I would say this to you in private if I could.
I was a very nasty person years and years ago and no apology will take back the pain Ive caused others from that. Especially not you.
But I am sorry. I wish things could have been different. I do.
For the acephobia. Yes. I was acephobic and horrible about it. I hurt a lot of people from that and cant ever take that back but know that Ive learned a lot about how to treat others and unpack the internalized hatred towards my own ace'ness and how others present themselves.
I also want to say I never sent my roommates on you. That was a choice they did on their own without my knowledge. I never ever want someone to go after anyone on my behalf and while it is likely hard to believe that those who have known me these past 5-6 years can vouch that as true. I have on multiple occasions asked my friends to leave people alone I end up disagreeing with. I never name drop people I dont get along with. I dont even tell people besides my very very private close friends about what happened between me and you and that might be about 3 or 4 people at most.
As for blocking? I block very liberally LOL and its almost never personal. I block people for the smallest things just to curate my social media experience.
If you ever wanted to reconnect and try again
Im here. And I have no hatred in my heart. I have held myself accountable all these years for things I should have done better. Handled softer.
In the end
Truly. Im glad youve made a beautiful career out of something you love and no matter what happens between us I hope you continue to thrive. With all my heart.
#smigglesask#I often tell anyone who asks about the callout on me that it is 100000% warranted and that I was a piece of shit and people deserve#to know what kind of person i used to be#I dont want to hide and pretend Im perfect or that I never hurt people
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ok story time let's go
(i guess CW// religious baggage? vaguely cult-y stuff? Mormons?)
so i was laughing at that (presumably bait) tweet that got screenshotted and reposted on here, with the person claiming that y'all is a problematic term used by "bigoted southerners" and someone else dunking on them, because I'm Canadian and I say y'all ALL the time. and like, that by itself wouldn't be too notable - there ARE rural areas of Canada, particularly over in Alberta/Saskatchewan, where the local accent and slang have convergently evolved into something very similar to Texas (and I DID actually grow up in a town like that, though i never picked up the accent myself).
what makes my adoption of y'all particularly odd is that I picked it up in the Caribbean of all places. if you are familiar with my Not-So-Secret Tragic Backstory then you MIGHT know where this is going already.
I was raised in a Mormon family, so when I was 18 i was basically required to go do the missionary thing with the white shirts and ties and nametags. (this is very funny considering my current status as a gay trans furry artist and leftist, but this story isn't really about that.) I got assigned a random location in the world, and was shipped off to the Eastern Caribbean for 2 years. it was very hot and sweaty and overall not a very good time for me, the world's blondest palest scrawniest teen who would have to walk around all day every day in office attire.
ANYWAYS a few months after my mission began, we got a new mission president (the old guy assigned by the church to be in charge of all the missionaries in a region, along with his wife). while he was generally a pretty jovial friendly guy, he also had an occasional tendency to powertrip and institute random arbitrary rule changes whenever he felt that the missionaries weren't performing as well as he'd like and the numbers were down. with missionaries, there's a huge focus on "exact obedience" and "consecration" - this idea that the more single-mindedly devoted you are to Doing Missionary Stuff and Thinking About Jesus and Never Having A Single Fucking Independent Thought In Your Head Or Taking Care Of Your Personal Wellbeing Or Enjoying Yourself, the more god will bless you with like. charisma superpowers or something. to just change people's minds on the spot as you blast them with your Conversion Beam. and therefore anytime that ISN'T happening (y'know, because people have free will, and also because being Mormon is wildly unappealing to any reasonable outsider), it clearly MUST be because those darn young punk missionaries are probably thinking too much about their partners back home or drawing Pokemon fanart or collecting distractingly colourful neckties. can't have that!
so with all that context, I can finally get to the point, which is that one day our mission president decided the reason nobody was knocking on our apartment door begging to get baptized was probably because we, as missionaries, were too casual in our interactions with one another. specifically, he took issue with missionaries calling each other "dude" or "bro" or "man", or referring to each other collectively as "you guys". he insisted that this was "eroding the dignity of our sacred calling as missionaries" and that we should instead strive to call each other "Elder" and "Sister" (the titles used for male and female missionaries respectively) as much as humanly possible.
specifically as an alternative to "you guys", he suggested we start saying "Elders and Sisters" every time we addressed a mixed group of missionaries. which OBVIOUSLY sounds really fucking stupid. and I was in a leadership position at the time, so I had to deliver instruction/training to the missionaries in my area every week AND call them to check-in every night. being a missionary and constantly being commanded to do incredibly stupid arbitrary things really brought out my latent rebellious streak, and there was NO fucking way I was going to say "Elders and Sisters" if i could avoid it - the only people who actually complied with the new rule were immediately identifiable as goody-two-shoes and suck-ups and everyone wanted to push them into the ocean.
so INSTEAD, i and several other missionaries quickly realized that we could simply get away with saying "you all" or just plural "you" with like, a hand gesture to show we meant the group. which naturally just evolved into y'all pretty quickly because it's an incredibly natural contraction of words and it just feels good to say. and the mission president never complained about it, because we weren't using cool youngster slang like "guys" or "dudes" and instead it just sounded like a fun twangy rural affectation. and then i just kinda kept saying it for the rest of my mission, and continued saying it after i returned home and went off to college in the city and all that jazz.
...absolutely no clue where I picked up saying "howdy" all the time tho. i don't have an excuse or backstory for that one lol, it's just fun to say
#buny text#storytime#long post#idk what the standard tags are for tagging like. religious shit for folks to blacklist. particularly ex-mormon stuff#so if anyone needs to me to add tags lemme know#thank you for reading my very long post i think this story is very funny personally#i love when friends point out how much i say Y'all and assume it's because i grew up in rural alberta and i get to say 'actually no'
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@vanoincidence replied to your post “[pm] Do you like cats....?”:
[pm] [user is idle for awhile] Haha yeah just cats with four legs and who don't sing unless you call meowing singing for like, when they want food or want to play or when they see their reflection just regular cats no musicals just cats! not the musical, but the animal, you know? even if the musical does have the animals, but cats can't talk or can they i have yeah, well it's okay i think dr. kavanagh found someone else to help her, but she said we might need to take it.
[pm] [cont.] do you think we're ready to be cat parents...
[pm] I think I saw a cat talk once. Well, I have definitely seen someone in a convincing cat costume fight someone else in a convincing wrinkly dog costume. Like, furry fight club. Which I think is illegal????? I THINK MY JOB MIGHT BE ILLEGAL???? HOW DO I KNOW????????? WHO DO I ASK??????????????????????????? One of the furries is p cool. They made me bald again. I think my hair ate their socks? I don't know. I think I'm like, stress delirious. People keep saying the moose here scream but moose don't scream? I feel like as a Canadian I have authority on this (plus I went on a moose photography safari tour thingy once and those moose DEFS did not scream. but I did scream when I saw them). Anyway I keep trying to say MOOSE DON'T SCREAM but everyone is just like, yeah they do. And I feel like I'm in a nightmare. I keep pinching myself but it just hurts. Also I'm bald.
Oh, I'd love to be a cat mom with you. We'd be great moms. We'd raise our cat child to be a productive member of society. But, uh, what happens when we get divorced (aka. I have to move out when the goo is out of my house?). Unless we're gonna be roommates forever? I mean, I wouldn't mind. But you'd get annoyed with me. Or I'd eat you. Or both!
Dr. Kavanagh is so weird (don't tell her I said this). Also I ate one of her yogurts but I felt bad so I filled the container with sour cream hoping she won't notice but now I'm thinking....why didn't I just buy more yogurt? Why did I use sour cream at all? Where did I get sour cream from? MOOSE. DON'T. SCREAM.
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Also RED.
5. What’s the best orgasm you’ve had in the past few months?
Hm, one where I was realllly good about not touching myself while I watched some things on tumblr, etc. When I couldn't stand it anymore, I used my favorite toys to fuck myself as hard as I could.
7. What’s the soonest after meeting someone that you’ve slept with them?
Same day--it was a hookup.
8.What position or angle or specific technique never fails to make you cum?
I loooooove doggy but basically I'm hard to make cum. No one else has ever been able to reliably do it. :/ Using the rose toy and getting fucked at the same time is what works for me.
9. When was the last time you watched porn?
Last night. >///>
10. What is the hottest thing someone has ever done with you in bed?
Hmm, beyond just being sweet? (I'm a sucker for kindness.) Manhandled me and fucked me like the lil bitch that I am. :3
11. Do you prefer tongue or fingers?
Fingers because I can't get out of my head lol.
23. Have you ever watched people having sex?
Not like in person, no. (I'm assuming porn does not count here)
27.When was the last time you had sex?
Hooked up with someone who was way too proud of being a YT streamer. They wanted to be fwb but once was enough for me lol. A few months ago? It's been a while T_T
28.Have you ever masturbated to any of your friends? Do you think any of your friends have ever masturbated to you?
Yes and yes.
29. Describe a typical masturbation session.
I scroll on tumblr and keep my hands OFF myself until I'm squirming, and when I need more I switch to porn. I start with a clit toy and move on to a dildo once I'm aching for it, and then I use both until I've cum or can't take any more.
30. How do you feel about threesomes? Have you ever had one, and if not, would you ever have one?
They're hot in theory, but I'm not sure I've ever had the confidence. I wouldn't want to lose my person... but I've definitely considered & fantasized about it. So, maybe with the right people.
31. What’s something that turns you on, but you’re a bit embarrassed by?
UGH lol ummmmm. Fucking myself while someone watches.
35. Which one of your holes do you most want to be filled right now?
Cunt and/or mouth please.
36. Are you loud or quiet when you masturbate?
Well, I'm vocal when no one is around, but I'm usually quietly whiny when I have to be. That, or I'm burying my face in the pillow to muffle what I can't hide.
37. Do you own any toys? What’s your favourite?
Yes, and my "demon" and "rose" toys.
41. Do you like being called a slut or whore in bed?
Only when someone calls me THEIR slut/whore, and I know they don't really mean it as like.. a bad thing? Idk. It can be hot but it can also trigger me if it's said/meant a certain way.
45. What’s the kinkiest thing you’ve ever asked someone to do while sexting?
Oh jeez. I don't know, probably cnc stuff.
49. What’s a sex act you think is overrated? What’s a sex act you think is underrated?
Overrated-eating me out? I've just never really been able to get past the embarrassment of it. Underrated-doggy and choking and blowjobs all need more credit.
50. When did you last have an orgasm? How did it happen?
Last time I was HORNY DUHH. Lol. The other day, and I pleased myself. :*
52. How often do you masturbate?
When I lived on my own it was a lotttttt, but sometimes I go through phases where I don't much at all. Depends if I'm taken or not, too. Or if someone's been teasing me.
53. Where’s the most unusual place you’ve masturbated?
Oh boy. Mmm, in the middle of the woods lol.
60. Have you tasted yourself? If so what did you think?
Only off someone else’s hand. Not really much of a taste.
62. How long do you masturbate before you cum?
Usually about 45 min - an hr.
63. What’s the weirdest category you have ever searched for?
Furry LOL.
67. If you had 5 minutes to get yourself with porn right now, what would you type in the search bar?
Throat fucking or overwatch. ;P
73. Would you do a cum walk?
Idk what that is tbh.
76.Have you ever worn lingerie?
Let's be clear I LOVE that shit.
77. If you could fuck anyone at all right now, who would it be? Do you know them in real life? Do they know you like them?
Well.. ANYONE? Lol.. They know I like them, but they have someone :(
79. What’s the last object you put into your own body for sexual reasons?
Dildo.
83. What’s your dirtiest secret?
Honestly I'm not sure.
83.What’s the most embarrassing porn you like to watch?
Probably cnc stuff, or free use.. or idk lol.
86. What’s the kinkiest thing you’ve ever asked someone to do in real life?
I asked someone to choke me once and they knocked me out lol... they also used to leave bruises... they did not know their own strength..
97. What was your most shame-filled orgasm? Why?
I was on skype masturbating while they watched. And because it's embarassing!! Idk, I was taught to never be online/on film etc so it was really embarassing lol.
99. Admit something sexual that you’ve never told anyone else before.
Hm, I've definitely fantasized about being used*/fucking more than one person at a time.
*i mean used in like.. a nontriggering way lol
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I think I spooked Hodari earlier. In my defense, someone (Reth) kept saying he wanted me to test his desserts and I was a might bit hyper.
Man's got good reflexes though. He absolutely did not fall down with the flying tackle hug. Nor did he let me throw myself onto the ground. But man. His face. It was great~
He helped me decorate. I'm not sure if this was because he was too worried I'd go jump someone else, or because he wanted to, but either way, he was a big help in getting this all situated properly. You wouldn't think this would all be heavy, but man. It is!
I just need another chic tub, and then I can call the other bathroom done too. I will get pictures when it's finished and not before, but I'm really happy with it. Kenyatta calls it 'very goth' whatever that means. I guess the purple and black colors?
I fed him too, once I stopped running around like a hyperactive chappa. He said that as long as there was no fish, he wasn't picky, so veggie rice and soup were the name of the game~ Also Reth rbought by the macarons and petie fives, but Hodari insisted I not have any more.
...I need to remember to bring those inside before any wildlife gets curious...
After he left, I made a couple more things, and matched some decor. I really quite like this book stand. And I may or may not have snuck the book from Caleri's forbidden section. Shh.
The rugs are a delight. I think that's the first calanthea colored item that isn't more green than pink. Same for the Berry rug, more pink than purple!
Jina came over for a visit too, and took this picture for me. We both joked that Jellybean is Guarding against perverts, but really, there's no one around who'd actually peep. They're all far too honest for that. (Or too furry, in Zeki's case.)
She and Najuma managed to get me this areal shot~ It looks so different from what it use to be, but it's kind of amazing too... Hard to believe how long I've been here, and all the things I've done.
I can't wait to see what comes next~
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I SO GREAT STUPI- i- i say and here is my presentation in English! :D
About me!:
I just remembered that I should introduce myself to dpjvkpo well let's start precious person who see me right now
Call me Danny (you can call me whatever you want too! No problem with nicknames, in fact I love them!) and my gender is hermaphrodite :D sometimes I draw (I swear, my mom says we're cool)
my sexuality is: Pansexual
I am originally from Ecuador and I have been following Missasinfonia for about two years or more, in fact he is one of the first YouTubers that I followed and continue to follow (right now I follow him on Twitch and I don't usually talk in the chat because it makes me sad-) and I don't know if I can consider myself a Missasaur…but if I could then I would consider myself one
My favorite color is four and my favorite flavor is cyan, I half-know English but sometimes I don't understand it, I have a certain obsession with Cuarteto de Nos and Missa's songs (I love "Tiempo" and "Cancion al Mar") Sometimes I drink too much coffee (my bestie wants to annex me so that the coffee goes down) and I also usually drink a lot of chocolate milk… (I add coffee secretly, don't tell Sofi that she annexes me later), currently I am someone who doesn't usually talk or socialize much but if you want to talk to me you are free or if you want me to draw something I will always do it when you ask in a respectful way! (Everyone deserves respect, especially those you don't know yet, it's your decision what you will do next nvn)
My age used to be a secret for fear of being doxed or not being believed or something bad happening but with Sofi's help I feel like I can be honest, well I'm around 15 years old, I'm almost 16 now and in two years I'll I will go to uni if I pass the exam and all the procedures, I would like to study something that will give me money so I can repay all the love and help or financially support those little people who always gave everything for me, and I would also like to study law and criminology!
My favorite songs are: bonsai, Cancion al mar, and soldier poet and king
My tastes usually vary but I also like musicals such as: Hamilton, Epic and Ride the cycle + heathers
Content creators I usually watch other than Missa: Philza,Roier, Quackity, ElMariana, and German, Estailus, Aquino, Locochon, Soaring, Duxo
My favorite animals are among the top (including birds and sea animals!):
-Crows
-Sharks
-Felines like cats and leopards!
-Capybaras? capybara!! :D
-I love dogs too! (in fact I took care of one of some uncles and ended up getting attached)
My phobia: Orcas-, I really don't know what it was called or if this phobia exists, but I'm really afraid of orcas, they cause me a certain rejection and I feel panic when I see them (maybe in another life I was a penguin or a Polar bear… Would that make me furry?)
I have around 13 cats and I usually look for a place or home for them, because I can't have them forever, so I usually see a kitten and I take it home to find a home for it (hehe, toy looking at your beautiful cat hehehehehe)
My laugh according to my friends is like cleaning a window or a hyena or idk, but my laugh is pretty… right? :,D
favorite insect!:
Dragon tail butterfly
(I will upload it again but only in English and through Google Translate… I'm sorry I don't know English very well - my teacher always tells me to try hard and I do it, I swear-)
(please ignore what they say deathduo shorts…it was the only pin of mine and I know, the presentation was very colorful but it was so that it wouldn't look serious :,) )
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A more propper introduction
If you see my Tumblr hello again, I have some news besides the obvious:
The Emergency Comms have been retired kinda as I got the money I lost in a scam back (not the money that was lost back in June but I reearned it, thank you Ebay). Simply to say though, due to the game Mice Tea, I have found a character who is basically me to the core being the Snake love interest named Sylvia, and with that I realized, similar to the implications of the epilogue of her route, I would likely stay as a Snakegirl if I was in her situation. Because of this I started to have vivid dreams as a sort of anthro snake, a lamia, and after a few days of that, I realized moving my legs caused a similar feeling when you feel a sound in your teeth and after speaking with a few friends i have come to the end that I may be a Lamia Otherkin.
I have done my best with that information but the main aspect is sorta dysphoria involving my legs in the way they exist, before I thought some aspects that line up with the idea were just unachievable transition goals ideas of being a Tiefling but the factors that can't line up with Lamia, which really was one thing, was likely relieving pressure on my feet and in my legs from standing as I often shifted to the balls of my feet in order to feel different, thinking it was possibly an idea of wanting hooves but now I think it may be due to the idea of less pressure and friction put on my lowe half. And with the leg thing I found binding my legs in a blanket while sitting or laying down helps a lot. But I mean do know if synthetic body mods become a thing I am getting myself that Snake tail because omg my brain these past 3 days has been on fire with this.
Beyond that propper introductions:
Name: I am Avarstia Sylvia [Redacted] (I wouldn't give my full name openly but still choosing a new last name as well), but you can call me Ava, Avarstia, Sylvia, or Sylvie.
Pronouns: She/her , Fae/Faer
Species: Physically human but Lamia Otherkin, also a Bat furry on top of all of that
Sexuality/Romanticism: Demisexual, but also under the Lesbian umbrella for my Romantics.
Media Interests: Transformers, Dragonball, She-Ra, Furries, The Owl House, Signalis, Mice Tea, Generally a lot of Indie games, RWBY, Legends of Avantris, D&D, Anything made by IdolMantis, Anything made by 66Sharkteeth aka 66, Anything made by Miranda Mundt, Sonic, Et Cetera (There is a lot)
What do I do?: I am primarily a writer, I am currently writing a Novella series to possibly publish sooner than later as well as writing two different novels with more stories in the works beyond all of that. I also have some Art Comms if anyone wants my sorta meh art style
What kind of Music do I listen too?: (I like answering questions lol) I mainly listen to forms of rock, folk, and generally music with darker vibes such as Shawn James, Shayfer James, Will Wood, Hammerfall, The Dead South, Marah in the Mainsail/Coyote Kidd (My favorite), Miracle of Sound, The Aviators, Crane Wives, Et Cetera (Again I listen to a lot)
Beyond all of that I don't really have much else to add so have an artistic depiction of who I am who I intended to turn into another Fursona lol, this one being a Mojave Sidewinder (But as a Lamia I do not know if I am also a Sidewinder lol
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