#she wasn't a fursona though

[lycorisicecream]

Fursona, you can call her Chim

[spookywriters]

Seeing all this old furry art takes me back to a specific time as a teenager and it makes me feel nostalgic. But not like, nostalgic in the "hurrdurr The Old Days Were ~Better~" way (because lmao NOPE), but nostalgic in a "Remember how it felt to be less afraid of being sincere?". That's what I want to try and go back to, man.

[mauesartetc]

Thoughts on Helluva Boss 108 ("Queen Bee")

Yeeeah so we knew pretty much from the jump that this episode wouldn't have much substance to it. Viv Medrano herself said as much. But again, I have to wonder: What's the point of making a full episode of a show if you don't have the story to support it? You know the phrase "This meeting could have been an email"? This episode could have been a music video.

I typically include a list of pros and a list of cons when I write these, but everything was just so bland I can't functionally categorize much of it. I wasn't angry, I wasn't entertained, I didn't feel anything. All my thoughts about this episode are floating around in a soup and I just can't be bothered to sort them into the usual boxes. So this'll be more of a barely-coherent brainspew than anything else. If the writers couldn't put the effort in, why should I?

Fuck it, let's do this.

First, the elephant in the room: Beelzebub's design. That's a lengthy separate rant I'll save for another time, but I'll just say the first time I saw it, I thought it looked like some kid's DeviantArt fursona. But let's be real, I've got a feeling she only looks the way she does so Viv could make an easy reference to her "Die Young" music video.

I get that Kesha is Viv's idol and it must have been huge to land her for this voice-acting gig (though to be clear, she didn't sing the song in the episode. Helped write it; didn't sing it), but man, the self-indulgence is just leaking through the screen. This wouldn't feel so uncomfortable if Viv herself did any of the animation in this episode, but if you check the credits, she didn't. She wrote this plot cul-de-sac of pointless filler just so she could make other people animate the most complex character design to come out of the show and pat herself on the back for all of it. Again: Could have been a music video.

The episode's actual "plot" consists of Loona having a series of awkward conversations, calling Blitzo, and driving him home when he gets too trashed. There is a little development in their relationship? I guess? But of course no one mentions what went down at the beach. Much like what happened between Blitzo and Stolas in "Ozzie's", we can safely assume that event will get swept under the rug, never to be heard from again. I'd like to point out that the musical number takes about three minutes out of the fourteen-and-a-half-minute runtime. They could have cut the rest of this shit and nothing would have been lost; in fact a good amount of time and money would have been saved.

Three minutes. That's all you would have needed.

As far as Bee and Vortex, I never would've guessed they were a couple unless Vortex said so. They act more like good friends than boyfriend and girlfriend. Y'all couldn't have shown us a kiss, a little flirting, or even a hug? The PDA doesn't have to be excessive, but some indication of chemistry might be nice. This would also create more tension and discomfort for Loona, as it'd be hard to watch the guy she has a crush on make out with someone else.

Also, question: In this universe, hellhounds have roughly the same social status as imps, right? Maybe lower? Why, then, is it perfectly okay for one of the Seven Sins, who outranks Stolas, to date a hellhound, but it's not okay for Stolas to date an imp? What the fuck was the main conflict of "Ozzie's", then?! Hello?? With what little worldbuilding y'all give us, could you at least try to keep it consistent?

Speaking of which, the cleanup in this one is just rife with inconsistencies. It's not usually something I comment on as it hasn't been too noticeable in other episodes, but damn. Sometimes the outlines are thick, then they're thin, then they're thick again. The screenshots below came from three consecutive Loona scenes:

And take a look at how often Beelzebub's longest eyelashes change:

I noticed a bit of this in Exes and Oohs as well, with the scratch on Chaz's nose changing thickness from scene to scene. I'll repeat what I said then: Make sure the whole cleanup department sticks to the same brush size.

As for the song "Cotton Candy"... eh. It was alright? Not really my thing, but I'm not a big pop music fan anyway. Would I listen to it in my everyday life? Nah. But it's fine. I will say there's a hiccup in the meter of the lyrics that kinda threw me off:

Hey, I don't know why I'm whatchu want but it's the truth I'm not your lie Let them eat cake let them eat pie Or better yet Let them eat COTTON CANDY!

Feels like there could've been more after "or better yet"; the "cotton candy" seems abrupt there, as if the song were playing on vinyl and the record skipped. Maybe "Or better yet/ The sweetest treat that any one of y'all can get/ COTTON CANDY!" Like I'm not a songwriter by any means and I don't pretend to be anywhere near Kesha or Drew Pearson's level, but perhaps a few more syllables would've made that verse feel more complete.

But the animation for the musical number was really good! (Sounding like a broken record here, but this could have been a music video and it would've been much more tolerable.)

Kesha's voice acting was okay, though in some spots it came off like she's never said the f-word before. Just didn't seem natural. But the rest was alright.

I did like how Beelzebub was actually a decent person, since it would've been way too easy to make anyone Vortex was dating (who wasn't Loona) a total bitch. But Bee is gregarious, generous and actually nice to Loona despite her social awkwardness. And hey, Loona had a somewhat-positive interaction with another female character, so brownie points for that, I guess?

Not sure what Loona actually learned here, though, or how she magically dropped the attitude and became more social after some rando flirted with her (I mean you were literally crying a minute ago but some dude calling you hot is enough to change your mind about leaving?). I don't know, it feels like the episode could've shown her connecting with other introverts and doing something fun in their own little enclave, enjoying the party in their own way, rather than making her extroverted in a matter of seconds. Then maybe her newfound friends would like her for who she really is, not for the arbitrary box she tried to squeeze into. There's more than one way to have fun at a party, y'know? Perhaps a way that doesn't involve drinking, which Loona seems keen to avoid (but has no problem cheering Blitzo on in a chugging contest, apparently-?).

One nitpick about the hellhound in the purple shirt who called Loona a hottie: That was not the voice I expected to come out of him. The delivery just doesn't match at all. Something deep, sure, but maybe smoother, more sultry? (Seriously, if you played the audio of that line for someone who hadn't seen the show and asked them to match it to a male character from this episode, I'd bet anything they wouldn't get it on the first try.)

I know I've said before that Helluva Boss is what happens when you write fanfic of your own IP, but this episode, more than any other, reeaaally felt like fanfic. This felt like a fan asking, "Hey, what if we saw what Loona was up to in the Ozzie's episode?", then creating a bottle story that didn't affect anything else in canon. This whole thing (apart from Cotton Candy) was truly a waste of everyone's time. I'm glad the animators got some good reel fodder out of it, but whatever they were paid, it wasn't enough.

[something-something-peaceful]

If you want to listen to a barely coherent fnaf theory then here is one, I can’t imagine this goes anywhere but here we go.

I think it’s interesting how the 2 animatronics that are not in security breach, often represent the Aftons in some way. Foxy bro for Micheal, and Bonnie for William. Now listen I know William’s primary fursona is spring Bonnie? Golden Bonnie? Spring trap, however you want to describe that line up. But technically springtrap is a Bonnie variant, so shush. Now yes before you mention that Bonnie is in the game because of dlc, you’re not wrong, but I like to think it means that yes, William afton is still there and is still watching. The connection to the wet floor signs would imply that he’s still there even in the most spiritual sense. I think the replacement of glamrock Bonnie represents the afton virus or the mimic becoming the new primary villain. Or it could just symbolize William’s insanity and rage, becoming a dangerous crocodile. Now for glamrock foxy, it seems like foxy was just a side show, though I suppose he always was, but he's most likely wasn't part of the band in the pizza plex. it's possible that foxy/Michael represent help, Michael was there to help the missing kids move on, I think the lack of an actual glamrock foxy represents that Michael has moved on to the afterlife. micheal being replaced with someone else that is willing to help. now who that is? idk. i think if this theory were to hold true than it would imply that henry's story isn't quite over, since he's usually the Freddy to william's bonnie. i've got no ideas for glamrock chica, they never really gave her substance. i guess she could be the kids. since missing kids is just an endless constant in this series.

I’m not 100% percent sure that the glam rocks are haunted, it’s possible that the glam rocks represent the story of Henry and William. Freddy misses the good in William but he’s been replaced with this angry being. Anyways I hope you had fun reading this. Sorry about the grammar, I have no excuse. Have a good day.

[blackbackedjackal]

So to put this in perspective. I was about 5-7 when The Burned Furs was happening. I literally went to see Pokemon: The First Movie IN THEATERS, while this was going on.

By the time I was using the olde internet was about 10 or so. My family had a home computer system with Windows 98 and kept things upgraded over the years due to my dad needing access to "the internet" for work. I was left alone a lot as a kid (busy father/neglectful mother) and this was around the time of "CHECK OUT WWW.POKEMON.COM FOR MORE DETAILS" kind of time of the early internet + advertising. Like I was still using AOL dial-up for a lot of my original internet deep dives. Then, when things like Neopets took off, I was using the computer religiously. I stayed (mostly) on kid-safe spaces, but of course, the internet was, and is, the internet and I eventually branched out. I wanna say I was looking up pictures of Inuyasha to print out and use as art reference, as well as Digimon and Wolf's Rain. I know one of the earliest pieces of furry media was Renamon porn around 2002-2004, as well as a lot of art by Dark Natasha through her website.

At some point around 2005-2006 I stumbled onto VLC. I remember because I saw some furry art by an artist and really liked his style and was emulating it for a bit. At this time, furry art was still ruled by many people emulating Animalympics (which I only knew of because my family owned one of the first official releases of the VHS copies), as well as Osamu Tezuka's deep stylistic influence on the furry community in the 80-90s. The Disney influence from TLK hadn't fully seeped into the community at that point, and, being a little anime kid, I was genuinely fascinated with the art style. One of the first pieces of art I posted online was something I drew inspired by some furry fox art I saw on VLC, but then hyperfixated more into the general "I wanna draw a cool edgy anime wolf" kind of thing.

My first OC, Jade Shadowblood (lol) I made when I was about 9-10. I still own the sketchbook where I first drew her. This was sometime around 2001-2002. She was an Inuyasha self-insert character and intended to be "me" if I was in Inuyasha. I always refereed to her as "this is me if I was a wolf demon" to my friends at the time when I showed them my art in elementary school. I got the idea to make more "wolf demons" of my friends when they asked me if I could draw them as wolves at school. I took a lot of design inspo from Neopets/Neopets Adoptables at the time, and a lot of my original OCs were in fact, based off of kids who were my friends at the time (I have all of these original pieces still saved to this day).

Anyway, I joined DeviantArt in 2006 when I was 12-13 under the handle ShroudofShadows. I heard the name on Xiolin Showdown and thought it sounded cool for an internet username. This was my first real venture into social media. I scanned in and posted some of my old art, and continued making art inspired by Inuyasha, Wolf's Rain, Neopets, etc. It wasn't until about 2007 or so when I shared Jade on DA that one of my friends asked me "is this your fursona?" and I was like "what's a fursona?" and well, here we are I guess?

My first webcomic was started at this time, I found out about other people making wolf comics with their characters and I was like "I wanna do that too". The OG Wolf Song was heavily inspired by Inuyasha/Wolf's Rain, but because I also liked Don Bluth, an inspiration Kay Fedewa also used for her art, I got lumped in as "copying" Kay Fedewa because our styles were similar.

Kay got started with The Blackblood Alliance around the same time I did, and did influence about 5 or so of the original pages. Even though I knew my characters and plot were different and eventually would deviate from looking similar to her art, I just leaned into it since people were accusing me of copying her when we just happened to be posting around the same time. I had no idea who she was prior to people comparing me to her.

Wolf Song, ran for several years, but due to being bullies by TheRoguez/RayJ and her band fo merry fuckwads who made it their goal to "remove" wolf comics off of deviantart (the great sparkledog cleanse) and people like MirrorZan and BlueShineWolf having some very public drama in the wolf comic community, I eventually stopped working on my comic to do a big re-write. I wanted to FINALLY get out from under the "oh you're just copying these people" bullshit because I was like "I literally don't know who this is until you name dropped them". I stayed in my lane with Wolf Song and didn't branch out too much to other wolf comic artists since we were all getting harassed at this point. I didn't really know who to trust outside of the friends I had made in my early DA days.

By 17, I was applying for colleges and didn't have time to work on Wolf Song anymore. This was also around the time the other Wolf Song, the one on youtube, began taking off more and my comic was buried under the popularity. I figured "eh ok" and dropped the project while focusing on school.

I never felt like I really fit in with any one place/group. I had my own space and the fans of my comic which made me happy, so I avoided social media/fandom stuff for a few years. I was always on the fringes of the furry fandom, but due to coming across some really racist proboards forums about the furry fandom when I finally looked into it and saw "N*ggers can't be furry/therian/otherkin", I was like "ok fuck you too" and never wanted to participate in the fandom.

[funky-gobbo-art]

Pretty sloppy refsheet since I haven't made a proper one in a while (don't think I ever did for any past fursonas/furry oc's.).

Bitter-Berry was born into the world sometime in the mid-90's to a white-tailed deer mother and a timber wolf father. His mother named him "Juniper" and raised him away from his father, and while growing up, she demonized every aspects of wolves and any predator type species. B.B was raised to fear wolves and suppress his urges which did not mix well with his own deer instincts.

Growing up, B.B had issues making and keeping friends, if he wasn't quietly keeping to himself he was lashing out, which lead to him becoming isolated.

The wolf instincts became worse as a teenager (raging hormones and all that) and he completely lost himself when he attacked and killed a fellow deer. He couldn't help but to eat the corpse when he took them down. He was ousted from the herd and his mother fully disowned him.

Lost and isolated, he met a human woodsman, who took him in after convincing him he was special and they'd make something great together. B.B became the man's "hunting dog" which satisfied his predator urges and gave him a sense of usefulness and belonging.

This seemingly nice setup didn't last long, after a few years, his domestication training turned into full on torture, the woodsman revealed himself to be some type of sorcerer. He would preform torturous rituals on B.B, making him experience death and resurrection.

The only thing that was a silver lining for Bitter-Berry was the fact the more the woodsman used his magic, it would slowly kill him, though it took B.B awhile to realize it would be an open door to escape. He endured this for a full decade until the woodsman became too weak to overpower B.B and eventually die.

Now Bitter-Berry spends his newfound freedom seeing the limits of his supposed immortality and regenerative abilities. He may be a danger to others but he's not invincible, he can still be knocked down and he's pretty weak overall.

He's not sure if he can live a normal life after everything, but at least there's some things that make him happy; like weed, energy drinks, video games and doing art...and other earthly delights.

Extra notes:

B.B has autism and low self esteem, as the years went on his anxiety got worse and he got major depression along with the trauma.

He discovered he was trans near the end of his time stuck with the woodsman.

His antlers started growing after one of the last rituals he was subjected to, it was a mistake by the woodsman but he decided he can take the antlers for whatever he wanted.

B.B can appear in feral, toony and anthro whenever the mood calls for it.

Because of his shifting forms, his legs in anthro mode are mostly digitigrade but can also be plantigrade depending.

Got top surgery at some point but the scars can appear or disappear depending on how the regeneration process is.

B.B chose the name "Bitter-Berry" as a somewhat similar name to his deadname.

Fashion wise B.B dresses more alternatively, fitting with his music tastes. Mostly settles for what's comfortable and listens to a lot of other things too (polyjamorous lol).

B.B appears sickly due to an unbalanced diet, but default is kinda chubby.

Sometimes his wolf instincts clash with his deer instincts to the point of self destructive behavior.

Despite the dark subject matter, he has the ability to be silly and laugh at dumb things or odd coincidences.

There's a lot of darker stuff and not-safe-for-tumblr subject matter but hopefully that can be gauged with the bio there.

[t00nyah]

vent comic about how rain world got rid of one of my gloomy thoughts

cw/tw, idk: mentions of suicide&death, eating disorder.

(i'm sorry, i struggled to figure out tags this time so this is the warning)

(let's not tell my mom i made a fursona for her ok)

this turned out pretty scuffed both in art and in text, but it's been a month since that happened and i wanted to share it one day. it's small and stupid, but it was so weirdly life-changing in my head. i still think about it sometimes, if it wasn't obvious from me making this comic.

transcription: 1. So... I have suicidal thoughts everyday. And another issue I have is...probably an eating disorder, I don't know? I just know that I can't eat most edibles without spitting out immediately.

2. Sometimes my mom voices her concerns, since she ends up cooking extra meal specifically for me. And, of course, my brain takes that as another point ''for'' dying. (my cool mom) (me, very tired of my brain) mom: I don't even know what to make for you. Aren't you tired of eating chicken?

3. ''If I died, my mom wouldn't have to bother with that.'' It's one of the smallest reasons, but it was stuck in my brain as a validation of the idea of dying. Not anymore, though.

4. What happened? Well... Meet Pearl. He's my expedition slugpup and...In the middle of it I noticed my Pups+ was smh turned off. And then... anemone: wait, you're a huntpup?!

5. I went ''okay. I have to hunt lizards now.'' My missions list was: - get The Friend passage. - befriend 3 types of lizards. - steal from the Toll (for extra spice) But oh well. My son needs food.

6. And after a while, it occurred to me. Not even once I had thought that he's a burden, that I'd rather go without him. I'd rather go through any trouble, do as many extra step, but not lose him.

7. I never thought of just turning Pups+ off until just now, because I'm ready to do anything for my child with a very specific diet. When I realized his parallel, I cried. Then I cried at work when I thought of it in the middle of dark thoughts.

8. I almost stopped thinking about it that way. My mom tries so hard, I love her so much. She cares and pains when I feel so bad. I'm hella lucky. I wish I could stop wishing death for other people's sake when they don't see me as a burden like I do.

[bluegekk0]

If anything I think you should speak more, because I love everything you write (and draw.) You've been one of my biggest inspirations to go back and give all of my ocs actual stories instead of just designs.

In fact, ever since you mentioned having non-fpk family ocs before, I have been incredibly curious.

Please feed me all of the information like a bird feeding its young, except its letters going into my eyes instead of food going into my mouth

you have no idea how much that warms my heart, i'm really flattered that you see me as an inspiration. it's all i could really ask for

i do have some ocs, yeah. though i will say, the fpk au characters are definitely outliers when it comes to the amount of personality and lore they have. most of my ocs have very basic backstories, and many of them only do because i used to roleplay as them with my friends. a lot of my original designs that i'm attached to don't even have names, let alone personalities

since i'll be posting a lot of pictures, i'll throw this under a read more so it's not too long

i guess i'll start with my oldest oc, a lion king character who used to be my "fursona" (well not exactly, since i've never considered myself a furry. but persona wouldn't fit here) years ago, back in 2012 i believe. she went through a lot of changes over the years, but i've settled on a design that i really like

her name is swahibu (used to be swahili, i wasn't particularly creative, and i changed it recently since it was a bit awkward for her to be named after the entire language hahaha), and she has a little brother named kobe. their lore isn't anything too elaborate, they're essentially scar's grandchildren who used to be outlanders, but after the events of the second movie joined the pridelands. swahibu is bitter and a bit mean, but cares very much about her little brother. she got her scars in a fight with rogue lions which unfortunately ended with their mother's death, so they're now on their own. kobe is a smart cub, and brings a bit of joy and innocence to his big sister's life. as they both resemble their grandfather more than they'd like, they're often the object of nasty comments from those who lived under his tyrannical rule, though they do eventually earn the pridelanders' respect. not much else to say about them, except that i like to hc swahibu as gay. also, they have a very simple family tree that i made to show what their parents looked like, here (might not work if you don't have a deviantart account, but i'm not sure)

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next up, there's a character i've considered my persona for quite some time, and one i used to put in many funny scenarios with my friends' ocs. he also changed the most out of all of them throughout the years, and recently i gave him a more furry like design as i hate drawing human faces haha

his name is rick, and he's a hybrid of all kinds of different animals. he's very laid back and lazy, though the fact that he's a hybrid gives him some animal-like traits and behaviors. he used to have a backstory but it's kind of stupid so i'm considering changing it, but he was basically created in a lab and then released after it was shut down. now he lives on his own with his cat, jon. he's one of those characters who are very flexible, so if i wanted to, i could modify him to fit into any scenario (for example, he used to have an assassins creed universe version which i used for roleplay years ago hahaha). not much else to say since i'm still in the (slow) process of changing him

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i also have a lot of dragon characters, most of them were made for the purpose of a larger roleplay story with my friends. in general i take 'dragon' as a very vague term, since to me a dragon can look however you want and all those classification rules are kinda stupid. but you'll still a bit of, idk, i guess a paleoart like direction for their designs, since i like speculative biology and such. also, some of these originated as heavily based on some of my favorite characters at the time, you'll see that with the first one especially

his name is stark and he's probably the dragon that has the most lore behind him. i won't go into too many details regarding the backstory since it's long and very connected to the roleplay (you know, bit of a "you just had to be there" moment haha). but tl;dr he was taken in by a village and raised from hatchling, so he's very docile and a little bit confused. the village was attacked and he was able to survive, but one of his legs was scarred pretty badly, so he noticeably limps while walking. he's a semi-aquatic dragon, so he's an excellent swimmer. funnily enough, he went through a complete "reboot" a few years ago. in the original rp, he was a massive asshole, he'd hurt others for his own amusement and was generally very aggressive and not pleasant to be around. also, he had a prosthetic leg, though i scrapped that as it was far too advanced for the setting i envisioned him in. i much prefer this direction, i love my giant himbo gator-dragon. and i wonder how many of you can guess what character was the inspiration for his appearance (it used to be a lot more obvious in his first design iterations)

(and no, his wing isn't missing. this is just to show his back haha)

these next three don't really have too much backstory to them. well, except for the first one, his name is ithaar, and he was one of my first ocs ever. he went through a massive redesign quite recently, so he has close to nothing in common with his first iterations. the other two characters, eurus and ash, were made for rp purposes quite recently, and so don't have too much lore behind them

ith is a bit of a coward, he struggles with his self-confidence and believes everyone sees him as insignificant due to his small size and inability to fly. he can camouflage, though, so he's a lot cooler than he thinks. also, he moves by hopping around like a little kangaroo. his design is very dromaeosaur-like, with short stubby arms and yi-qi inspired wings

eurus is very pterosaur-like, though much larger than even the largest azhdarchids. he doesn't like the company of others, he's a bit of a loner (with trauma!). he may seem mean on the surface, but his past experiences make him unable to walk past someone who's in need. not quite a gentle giant, though. i think it's easy to see which pterosaurs in particular were the inspiration for his design, though his crests are very dilophosaurus-like

the last one is ash, and she's the newest addition to the roster. her rp session was very short and didn't really add much to her lore, but she's generally a huge jerk who likes annoying others and stealing from them. but of course, it wouldn't be an oc of mine if there wasn't some trauma involved, and she's no exception. she believes she doesn't fit anywhere, she felt rejected by her own kind for her unnatural abilities (she can move things with her mind), and so she copes with it by being a prick. her design was inspired by junker queen from overwatch haha

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i also have four night fury characters i made during my httyd phase, and i redesigned them about a year ago to be a lot more "natural" in their appearance. they used to be quite a bit more colorful back in the day, and not in the good way haha

their names are vel'ri, sherok, atis and marivo. no real backstory, just vibes. the first one used to be my "main" character during the httyd phase. vel'ri and atis are female, sherok and marivo are male

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and lastly, some non-dragon characters. these don't really have any backstory that i think is worth sharing, but i still love them very much

this one is named rugat and they're a genderless, shapeshifting magma alien thing. i don't know what they are. i just really like their design. they're aggressive, but they have a soft spot for small, weak creatures. god knows what their reasoning is, but i thought it was a cute personality trait

and these two are named lox and bagel. they're a ragarox, an original species i made years ago when it was cool and hip to have a closed species. they're eyeless cave dwelling lizard things. very chubby. these two guys are not related but they hang out all the time. 🏳️‍🌈 perhaps?

lox, on the left, is the more active and territorial of the two. but he's also super affectionate towards bagel

bagel, on the other hand, is the couch potato. very round and chubby, 10/10

as a fun fact i like to think their long tongues have very distinct smells. lox's smells like lime, while bagel's smells a bit like blueberry

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and lastly, here are two unnamed characters. i like their designs but i haven't had the chance or inspiration to think of any details about them

the first one is an okapi-like thing. with a kitty face. the second is like a weird mix between a ceratopsid and some kind of mammal

oh and, here's some redesigns of old dragon characters that i forgot to mention earlier. they used to be very different (all but one were inspired by other characters, but you can't see it on their current designs), and i don't have any backstories for them yet. their names are also going to be changed, so consider them nameless for now

(fun fact: the top left one was one of the first iterations of eurus' design, but i decided to turn it into a different character cause i still like it)

[aceiined]

introduction !! (finally)

last updated: 8/17/24

(OTHER ACCOUNT: MUTHAFUCKINARO!!)

hello!! im ace, though i also prefer cass, mercury, mer, accio, AMG2, aceline, or in some cases, ace mcfartpants

✓ | i LOVEE mario, SMG4, kirby, undertale, omori, gacha, drawing, painting, music, crochet, theater, war and countries, clothing design, interior design, digital art, TADC, dougdoug, space, bee and puppycat, and way more you should ask me about!! (if, that wasn't enough already)

✕ | i HATTEEEEEEEEE cheese, weird textures, loud noises, uncomfortable situations, slurs, art block, and cleaning

DNI'S:

bigots, sex blogs, pedophiles/zoophiles, racists, sexists, proshippers, anti-lgbtq, ect (the basic dni critera)

also, if you shit on furries, therians, religions, hypersexuality, disabilities, or artstyles, dni please!

art commissions (currently in this case, free)

Yes, you heard that right !! im opening up commissions! i do all art for free in general, probably in this case because i dont need money, but also to have fun and see other peoples designs on ocs/creations. my ask box is open, send me a character and i'll draw it! i have pictures of drawings i do (without reference, currently practicing to not practice) (?) i do have boundaries as listed below--

do's:

sfw

mild blood

partially suggestive (will discuss more)

full body

partial body

furries

non-human

characters and or OC's

interior house art/any interior

ship/selfships

digital and traditional

animals/quad legged

DONT'S:

very/heavily suggestive (again, will discuss more)

full on gore

pedophilia or zoophilia

proshipping

body bases (tracing reasons)

any general thing that a normal artist wouldnt accept in a sfw style.

talking about suggestive art, i allow requests as such:

flirting/teasing

MILD touching. (as, hand resting on thigh, head, cheek, waist, ect)

other sfw, yet still suggestive things, keeping it at a minimum. though i understand what suggestive means, i want to keep it safe for viewers.

for nsfw in general, heavily suggestive--

i cannot draw whatever kinky shit ya got in your head. yes, i want to make people happy-- but i dont want to flat out make myself uncomfortable.

i will not allow:

nude/exposing bodies

pornographic material in general implied

actual intercourse

heavy text (cursing, mumbling sexual noises, ect)

please respect this, and have fun requesting! go all out and dm/send an ask, i wont guarantee to respond right away, but i will try to keep responses consistent! i do add watermarks still :) (no stealing.. grrrrrrrrr)

tags i use:

#ace rambles - me rambling about something

#acesaves - things i wanna save for future!! :D

#smg4 rambling - i think this should explain itself if you've seen my profile

#just needed to get out of system - angry venting

#ace needs to shit - weird shitting jokes i make because poop funny

#aces commissions - drawing commissions i made

#gamer ace !! - a game im playing/referencing

#ace and funni friends - my silly friends (mostly irls)

#acemisc - miscellaneous stuff that shouldnt belong in this world

#aceship - selfshipping (drawing wise)

#aces public dairy diary - not always vents, but stuff on my mind

#heavy vents - crazy stuff happening in my life

#cool sketches - cool sketches out of my handy dandy wandy notebook

nicknames/names for peeps i know:

@moonysfavoritetoast - evan/cosmo (he/they, they/them)

@meerealsssss - mee (she/her)

@the-rizzly-bear - will (he/him)

@homoashell - starr (she/her)

@37x3 sparky (they/he)

riss - my kewl sister (she/her)

artheno - kewl sisters boyfriend who i hate (not really, hes cool) (he/they)

father - my science teacher!! who!! adopted me!! (he/him)

father 2 - actual father and uh hes bad father.. (he/him)

mother - actual mother who is kewl and i love (she/her)

layz - kewl gay friend (they/them)

wife pt 2 - me, evans, and mee's wife (she/they)

seven - oc (she/him)

waterwelon - fursona (he/it/fae)

if you want your tag added or removed, please dm me <3

also please be my mootOKAY THATS ENOUGJ OF MY INTRO.'

[nietp]

Everyone and their mother is doing energy drink reviews these days but they all look laughable to me. They're out here reviewing RedBull and Crazy Tiger Lemon like we're in 2018.... aren't you ashamed to post such basic stuff? What are you doing? We're way past that. You look stupid. Anyway. It's been a while... Let me show you my sexy selection.

Carabao Energy Drink: interesting because it goes back to the very origin of energy drinks: Thailand! The first energy drink was created in Thailand in 1975, and was then adapted to create RedBull. So thank you for that. Carabao is the most popular energy drink in Thailand after RedBull. God we're learning so much today! The can size is cute, however it tastes extremely sweet and sour, and is not carbonated at all which was kind of unsettling. Interesting experience though, it's a completely different taste palette from western energy drinks imo. I drank 2 cans and felt nothing, as usual! 3/5 stars.

Onto the next one for a widely different story!

Freez Mix Energy Dragon: I forgot to take a pic but believe me, we did buy that stupid thing. First of all, these drinks are packaged like beer bottles as a 6-pack, which I should have been suspicious of. I found out at the cash register that the 6-pack costs 10€ but by then it was too late, and luckily the cashier was also drinking an orange RedBull so when she saw my face fall at the price, she joked about RedBull being even more expensive instead of making fun of me, so I knew I was in a safe space for idiots and alpha males. So basically when it comes to the taste....it's bad? I'm so sorry for being a hater but this is just not good and not what I expect from an energy drink. Luckily for the Freez Mix company, before I'm a hater, I'm also an intellectual and a scientist, so I looked up their website to understand their intent and creative process. This wasn't hard to do, because on the bottle right nex to the cap was a QR code that said "Scan the QR code to open the bottle safely!". I was like... Do you think I'm stupid? I need a QR code to do what now? And then I opened the bottle and spilled the drink all over myself. This drink is carbonated to the high heavens. So we scanned the code, which links you to a stupid YouTube video where they show how to open the bottle, and they opened it normally just like I did, but they're just full of lies because their drink didn't spill all over. Anyway! So we also checked their website and found out they're really trying to create a line of fancy drinks that will look good at parties where everyone drinks alcohol but you don't. So this is why this energy drink has like a beer fursona. And tastes like shit non-alcoholic beer mixed with energy drink. I also found out that's it's called Dragon because it's supposed to be dragonfruit flavoured? I wouldn't have guessed. To me it tastes too bitter to be an energy drink, but it's not like it's a jägerbomb either. This drink just hasn't found itself yet. It's on a journey. Unfortunately, I needed to be on a journey too since we bought 6 of these, so I had to learn to like the taste, and the fact that every single bottle spills everywhere no matter how you open it. Possibly so you can chug it at frat parties like a real beer? I don't think that would make you very popular. 2/5 stars, this drink was all over the place.

Bang Energy Drink Candy Apple Crisp: so this one sent me in a bit of a crisis. Not much to say about it, but avid readers will remember that I once reviewed a personal favourite, Monster Energy Ultra Paradise, and said that it tasted like the green apple artificial flavour. However, this Bang is now supposed to taste exactly like that but with sugar candy on top. However², I don't see how you can make a drink that already usually tastes fully of sugar taste like more sugar. So this just tastes like energy drink with an artificial apple flavour, but NOT as much as the Monster one that isn't supposed to taste like that at all. Life is complicated. I just feel like this Bang is a travesty of something I love and cherish. 2/5 stars, the flavour was okay but -3 taken for the disrespect of my loved ones.

[unhingedlesbear]

Fursona history dump!!

Literally gonna dump a bunch of art of EVERY past fursona of mine I could find. Some of them seem to have had every piece of art erased from existence so RIP Snowrush </3 but anyway. All sonas under the cut.

-Scruffy (Wolf)

Scruffy was my first EVER sona. By that I mean I made him when I was like 6-7 and would roleplay as him 24/7, I literally convinced myself I WAS him. My friends called me Scruffy, I drew myself as Scruffy, I was Scruffy y'all. Wasn't until I was like 10 that I knew what a fursona was though, but he definitely was one. Anyway my friends and I called ourselves "the secret animals" at the time. The tiger and fox are two of them, and the cat is still my best friend to this day (she's a bunny now ofc but back then she was a black cat called Starlight) god I am getting nostalgic just typing this. Good times <3

-Alaska (Fox)

Last piece by @mungosaur-4

Alaska was my fursona for YEARS. I'm still attached to her bc she was the sona I had when I was getting really into the actual fandom. Online, people knew me as her. Technically she was a fox/wolf/hyena hybrid but primarily she was a fox so lets just call her that. She was blue because I watched a lot of Pocari Roo at the time. To this day, I think Alaska is still the sona I've kept for the longest and in general have the most art of, because other people would draw her at the time online.

-Moth (Fox)

All pieces except the first are by @bluedivvy

Moth was my reluctant break away from Alaska, when I was going through an identity crisis. They were still a fox because I wasn't ready to break FULLY away from that yet, but they also had an enfield form because literally why not. I liked Moth, thought they were cute but I didn't keep them for very long.

-Moth (Maned wolf)

Second and last pieces by @bluedivvy, other character in the first also belongs to them

Moth was literally just a test really. She kept the name of my last sona because I went by that name at the time and wanted to keep it for my sonas. She was a maned wolf bc I discovered that the animal was pretty similar to me, and I loved the way they looked, but I didn't keep either Moth for very long.

-Mulee (Mule deer)

Second piece by @mungosaur-4 and third by @bluedivvy, other character in the first also belongs to bluedivvy

I made Mulee when I was super obsessed with deer, especially mule deer, because at the time my daemon was near settling as one and I was filming some local deer for a school project. I loved Mulee, mainly because she felt more unique and distinct than my previous canine sonas, and also I LOVED her colours. That being said I was never really satisfied with her because I didn't feel like a deer fit me as an animal in the way canines and such did. Still, I had Mulee for a long time and loved her a lot.

-Corvix (Corsac fox)

Maned wolf in the second pic belongs to mungosaur

I was back on my fox bullshit with Corvix. I abandoned Mulee in favour of a canine eventually, and I went for a corsac fox. She was cute, I liked her, but I never got really attached to her as a sona. She was more of a temporary thing.

-Grizzlee (Bear)

Bird in the first one belongs to mungosaur, rabbit is my bestie obv

And that brings us to Grizzlee, my current sona and the first one since Alaska I've felt satisfied with. I went back to Mulee's colours for her as well, strayed away from canines for some variety, but didn't stray TOO far from canines. So pretty much I feel like I wanna make a suit of her bc she's my favourite and I'm glad I waited to find one I really liked.

Okay that's the sona lore dump of all time goodbye!

[nakanotamu]

maika for the wrestler asks :^)

OOH good pick feels very topical these days. I feel she picked up a reputation in the IWC real quick for being one of those "underrated workrate wrestlers" who was never going to get noticed or rise higher than holding the tag belts, a Jungle Kyona type, that I think was both wrong as all things the IWC believes are and also made people overlook her legitimately extremely good character work and storytelling.

Like she was out there feuding with Giulia over how her and Himeka were being too gay in public and ruining DDM's look in 2020. You know? Her relationship with her tag team partner changed the identity of an entire faction permanently. She told an entire story that nobody noticed about how she was suddenly in love with Momo when Himeka was injured just to have something to do while she was gone. I think some people thought that got dropped but like - no it was literally just bc Himeka was gone. The second she came back she went 'sorry Momo who?' like. It got resolved. I am begging wrestling fans to think about things ever. She's been telling a fucked up "I left my little sister behind to make her stronger" story with Inaba for like 5 years without even being in the same company. Maika puts a lot of thought into everything she does and just being like "workrate wrestler, love how she gets in the ring and hits real hard" is an injustice to all the other dope shit she does too bc she's one of the furthest things from a wrestler who stops thinking about it as soon as the bell rings.

I think people also discount her very real popularity just bc she's not like an idol type or whatever. Like she was one of the first wrestlers in Stardom doing product tie-ups and cross advertising with other stuff. She's like 80% of the reason I have any followers right now among an admittedly skewed audience but one that actually has some god damn taste.

Anyway glad she has the belt rn even though idk how long it'll be for, she does deserve better booking and I think she'll be really cool to see as a potential faction leader, wish she wasn't so tied up with Megan rn sorry Maika I don't care how much you're into tall girls.

OH ALSO SHE'S A HORSEGIRL NOT ENOUGH PEOPLE KNOW ABOUT IT BUT SHE DEFINITELY HAS A HORSE FURSONA I'M TELLING YOU

[orphankin]

this is a breast expansion story with my gfs fursonas BUT IS NOT CANON

Juniper hadnt been on E for very long but she was impatient to start seeing results. She wanted softer, wider, rounder hips. And of course, she wanted massive, heavy breasts. She wanted each one alone to weigh more than her own head.

Juniper had read online that massaging the area might encourage growth. Don't mind that she read that on Tumblr. She'd just woken up on a Saturday after a very stressful week at work and thought she'd remembered that her fairly new roommate Mocha was out for the night and wouldn't be back till the afternoon. The truth was, however, that Mocha never ended up going out last night, and had woken up early to get some writing done. Juniper's closed door prevented the majority of the smell of fresh made coffee from wafting into the room.

Mocha felt Juniper's emotions stir as she woke up. There's the typical comfortable from being in bed, however with a tinge of confusion as Juniper's subconscious figures out that she's in her new-to-her 3 bedroom house. But then the bittersweet feeling of despair entertwined with desire cropped back in to Juniper's body as she exits a wonderful dream: that her breasts kept swelling and swelling until they were big enough that no one would ever try to make eye contact with her again. Mocha was used to feeling this desire within Juniper as an everpresent undertone; however, she'd never felt it quite this strongly.

Juniper though, reacted accordingly to this feeling: she started touching herself, specifically her nipples. Pawing and pinching at them, hoping the stimulation would encourage her breasts to swell as they did in her dream. Nothing happened. It didn't even feel that great, if she was being honest with herself. Every time she's tried to have a go at her nipples, she's felt very little, and she's never had someone else try to either. Despair rose up in its wrestling match with desire, intensified by her early morning grogginess and the idea that she was completely alone in her house.

This feeling struck out against Mocha, yearning burning in her chest. She could help Juniper feel better somehow, but she also resisted. She hasn't told her new roommate yet that she can feel and ultimately influence emotions. She was worried that it would affect Juniper's decision to live with her, and she liked her way more than most of the potential roommates out there. She had been looking for months! But this torturous song and dance of despair and desire kept swirling, getting more and more desperate as Juniper pinched her nipples between the length of her index and middle fingers. As she rubbed down on the nip in order to get any feeling at all. As she tried to grasp at what little mass was there wishing, no - needing more.

As Juniper's despair became her own, Mocha was filled to the brim with anxiety. She had to do something at this point, less for Juniper and more for herself; anything to alleviate her nervousness. Mocha closed her eyes, took a deep breath, and honed in on Juniper. It didn't take much seeing as she was already consumed in her emotions. She encouraged the desire, hoping it would over take the despair. Juniper led a hand down between her thighs. She couldn't get what she wanted but she would have release.

What she wasn't noticing was the breast swelling ever so slightly underneath her right hand. Mocha's concentration combined with the intensity of Juniper's emotions were having a real, positive affect on her body. Eventually Juniper opened her eyes and looked down. She wasn't sure of much sometimes, but the countless hours she's spent looking in the mirror gauging her breast growth through the months on E taught her one thing: her left boob was definitely bigger than her right. And yet, here she is, laying in bed, pumping one out, and her right boob is noticably larger than the left. She sits up in shock, giving her chest attention with both hands. She couldn't believe it! Was it actually working? She ran to the bathroom tits out to check.

Mocha noticed the shock run through Juniper's system and then heard the rush to the bathroom. Oh no, what had she done? It would make sense for Juniper to go to the bathroom after masturbation, but she didn't expect her to feel shocked about cumming. Mocha left her room to investigate. She walked towards the chaotic swirl of emotions, mostly surprise and disbelief. She heard quiet muttering coming from the bathroom. The door was wide open and inside was a Juniper so engulfed in checking out her own boobs in both the mirror and by looking down, she didn't hear Mocha approach. Once Mocha noticed that Juniper was topless, she spun and yelped.

"Aah! I'm sorry!"

There was a scream in response. "Mocha?! You're home??"

Mocha processed this sentence, remembering that she was supposed to be out last night, never having thought that it would make a difference if she left or stayed. "Yeah - I just realized - I'm sorry - I didn't know or, I mean, think to tell you, I guess, that I was home. Are you… Okay?" Not trying to let on to her abilities, Mocha says, "I heard you rush to the bathroom."

"Yeah no, I'm okay. Well, maybe better than okay. I think I grew my tit a little? Unless this happened over night… But no, I looked down this morning…" She trailed off. A connection was being made in Mocha's mind.

"Um, I don't know how to say this but that might have been me. Well, I mean, me and you." She gave an awkward chuckle.

Silence. Then, "uh, what?"

Mocha explained her aura to the cat. "I don't know what your aura is, but I've heard that sometimes they can combine for an even stronger effect. So whatever you were doing, plus what I was doing, might have made your boob grow."

Juniper proccessed this for a moment. "Can you come in here please? I mean, if you're comfortable with that."

Another moment passed and the tall cow poked her head into the doorframe. "A-are you sure?"

"Yeah, I want you to get a good look at your handiwork…" she blushed, "and maybe let me know if you could do it some more?"

Mocha entered the bathroom and looked in the mirror. She could tell the right boob was larger than the left, but that's a natural and common variation. She wasn't sure she had anything to do with this really.

"I know you have no reference but for the past month my left boob's always been the bigger one. -This-" she emphasized, "is definitely new."

Mocha took one deep brown finger and hovered above Juniper's right nipple. "Um… May I?"

"If you can make these larger, you can do whatever you want," replied Juniper.

Mocha caressed the nipple, hearing a small gasp from Juniper, a feeling a jolt in her emotions. It was weird how comfortable this felt, this intimate moment between two people who barely know each other. Even though she can feel other's emotions, she's never let herself get so caught up in them, as if they were her own. As she grabbed Juniper's breast, excitement arose in both of them, and something within the breast too. As their auras were purposely combined this time, the effect was quicker, and the fact that it was Mocha's hand instead of Juniper's made a difference too. It felt much better when someone what was touching her breast rather than when she was doing it herself.

Juniper's right breast started to swell again. "H-hey! I don't want one H cup and one A cup! Can you even them out please?"

"Oh! Yeah, of course!" Mocha said in a quick chirp. She rested her left hand firmly on Juniper's right hip and brought her closer. Carefully, she cupped the left breast in her hand and started massaging with her thumb. As they both focused, the mass on her chest steadily increased. Mocha paused when they were both even.

"Is that good?" Mocha asked quietly, "o-or do you want more?"

/There's no way she could know this/, Juniper thought to herself, /but I -always- want more./

Juniper looked down at the floor, which Mocha took it to be her considering her new size. Finally she looked back up and said, "mind if we take this to my bedroom?"

Mocha was surprised, as Juniper could tell by the way she blushed. What did she have in mind? How large did she want to get that couldn't be resolved here and now? But she nodded at the cat, and Juniper led the two of them into her bedroom.

"If you're okay with it, I want you to keep going until I ask you to stop. Even if I seem like I'm 98% boob, don't stop until I say so."

Mocha didn't question this as she figured it must of been hyperbole. Mocha stands at the side of the bed waiting for Juniper to get settled. Once she stops moving, Mocha reaches for her breasts.

"Oh uh, you can get in the bed too if you want. You don't have to be like, my personal masseuse," Juniper laughs.

Mocha looks away shyly as she clambers into her bed. /It's a good thing I'm still in my pajamas/ she thinks to herself. She's on her knees next to Juniper, about to come at it from the side again, until Juniper pats her thighs. /Oh,/ Mocha thinks, /she wants me on top./

Mocha mounts Juniper, resting her rear end on her lap, and proppimg herself up by Juniper's tits. /This -is- what we're here for anyway./ Mocha finally gets to work, rubbing, caressing, teasing, pulling, pinching, and massaging Juniper's breast. She can see the eb and flow of the growth; some actions take away more of Juniper's concentration than others, slowing growth. However, these actions illicit more attractive and adorable responses out of the cat. Mocha figures she can take these little detours as long as growth is still achieved by the end.

After Juniper goes up 4 cup sizes, Mocha takes a break to look at her handiwork. She starts bouncing the masses in her hands from the sides, almost drooling in the process. Juniper takes notice.

"You can suck on them, i-if you want." Juniper's already been bold enough to get her into this situation. She feels comfortable enough since Mocha has entertained her this far that she might be willing to go further.

Almost without hesitation, almost, Mocha leans over and starts sucking on Juniper's right nipple. In her right hand, a breast that once only needed rubbing from a single thumb is now three times the size of Mocha's hand. She heaves and jiggles the mass, partly for her own enjoyment, and partly to determine the new best way to encourage growth in something so large. Though her mouth was on one nip, she found that her attention was on her hand finding it's way to the other nip. She started pulling, twisting, and pinching as much of the areola as she could grab.

Amidst her distraction between focusing on the twiddling of one nip and listening to the soft raspy mews of the kitten beneath her, she started to notice how wet her mouth was. /Oh jeez, have I been drooling this much?/ She turns her attention back to her mouth and starts to swirl her tongue around the area sucking lightly, trying to reclaim all her spit. She notices she's not making very much progress, so she lifts her head to wipe the area clean and is visited by a surprising sight. The liquid coating Juniper's breast isn't clear, it's white? Bewildered, Mocha pauses, causing Juniper's panting to fade and her mews of frustration to grow. The cat opens her eyes and tilts her head forward to see what's the big idea.

Mocha only had one question: "um, were you already lactating or?"

Shock sprints through Juniper and then through Mocha, like an arrow shot through both of them.

"I'M MILKING?!?" Juniper yells.

"Well, I mean, technically you're being milked." Mocha snickers at her own joke. "But wait, so this is also new?"

"Is that why I'm swelling? It's not actually meat but milk?"

"Possibly... But does that mean you can be drained and your tits get smaller?"

Juniper had to think for a moment. On the one hand she never wants to have small tits again. On the other hand, if they can get drained, that means that she can swell them up again too, and get to do this over and over and over.... "Well, I guess there's only one way to find out."

Mocha moved her hands onto one massive torso sized tit and got set on drinking. /I don't know if I can handle this much liquid but we need to see/ she thinks to herself. She couldn't help but knead the mass as she was drinking, her cat side coming out.

"M-mocha, "Juniper barely breathes out. Mocha stops for a moment. "I think you still massaging it is keeping it at its current size."

"Oh!" Mocha yelps and sits up.

"Here, why don't we try something else." With much effort and heaving of breasts, Juniper gets out from under Mocha. She's on all fours now. "Hmm, maybe this isn't going to work out. I don't know how to give you better leverage for drinking in a way that won't also continue to grow my tits."

"I mean, if you don't mind the mess, maybe I can just milk you? Like a me?"

"Pffft," Juniper laughs. Her mirth was replaced by excitement. She wanted to feel more, feel better, to know if the capacity for growth would be a constant in her life. "Please," she let out, in more of a moan fashion.

Mocha started gentle, trying to find the proper rhythm for getting the most milk out. Soon ribbons were streaming from the cat's nips, and her boobs were getting lighter. The despair she felt at smaller boobs was overshadowed by the desire for the continuation of the release of milk. It felt so good to practically cum for so long, and to see the results of it everywhere.

When her boobs looked more like breasts rather than three fat torsos side by side, Mocha took a break. "Is this good, or should I drain more?"

Juniper was catching her breath. She wanted to stroke herself so bad, needing release from both hemispheres, but she didn't know how Mocha would feel about that, so she refrained.

"Like I said, I want you to keep going until I ask you to stop. So let's get me to 98% boob. I honestly don't even want to be able to see the walls when we're done here."

After seeing how large she could make Juniper's tits be, Mocha no longer thought this was hyperbole. Excitedly she mounted Juniper's back and groped her tits from behind. Both their eagerness meant that growth was even faster than before, especially now that Mocha knew the ins and outs of Juniper's tits. She wasn't pinching nips in a way that broke Juniper's concentration anymore. Instead she only grasped in ways that encouraged growth.

It was a good thing she mounted the back, because they were soon both being lifted up and away from the bed by the massive, sensitive breasts. Mocha at one point instinctually slapped the jiggling meat, which illicited a yelp followed by a moan from Juniper.

When Mocha's head was reaching the ceiling, Juniper finally tapped out. Discombobulated from the need of release, she was reduced to a series of moans, whimpers, and pants. Mocha slid down one mountainside of breast. /I'm not sure where her nips are,/ she thought to herself. She couldn't scooch around the sides of the room looking for them, but maybe...

Mocha left Juniper panting in the room, exiting the house and coming around to the windows of the room. /What a sight!/ On two separate walls were windows, and pressed up against the glass were nipples larger than Mocha's head. /Oh I hope these are unlocked,/ thought Mocha as she tried to gain access to the only relief points that will return Juniper to humanoid shape. As she lifted the window, the feeling of glass rubbing and sliding against Juniper's nipple almost made her burst. The feeling of the wood egde which encases the glass flicking her nip as she's finally freed does make her burst from two out of three release points, her small few ropes of cum getting lost in the sea of milk that had already filled the room. /Oh no, now the milk will get pregnant,/ she joked to herself.

Mocha twisted and yanked on the large nipple which was so difficult to get her hands around. Finally she adjusted it just right for it to gush out milk without her input, like a spigot. Mocha repeated this process to release the teat coming out of the window around the corner of the house. When both breasts were finally draining, Mocha stood back and thought to herself /we should really do this in a swimming pool instead./

Eventually Juniper was drained and dazed, lightly floating in her own milk when Mocha re-entered the house. She squatted next to the nearly passed out cat and said, "so... Time for round three?"

~~~~~~~~~~~

Every morning before going to work, Mocha and Juniper grow and drain Juniper's tits until they're the perfect size for the outfit of the day.

[squirmydonnie]

CW: unreality,

I've been relying on them for too long.

I started having imaginary friends pretty late.

I didn't really have a need for them before 6th grade.

So, in that aspect. I was lucky

I first drew Kumo in class and then pretend she was right next to me.

Then I drew her as my best friend on my personal drawings. And sometimes to my irl friends.

I drew Kumo in drawings with my OC and my fursona. So I think I had been blurring the lines too much.

Eventually I started to draw her in my vent drawings. She would try and cheer me up.

She was also an angel.

By the end of 6th grade I had found out I was bisexual. I was hard on myself about it. But despite that i made her my girlfriend.

That is kinda embarrassing for me to say. But I probably should say it. I don't like dancing around it. And the only reason I do, is because its embarrassing.

Either way. I think I used it as a way to make myself feel better in general.

Then one day she dissapeared. It really scared me and made me sad. I tried to make her come back. But it didn't work on my own accord. So this is the kind of thing that confuses me.

Still do this day, I cannot control this kind of thing. Which is the only reason why I question it just being my imagination.

She did come back for a bit. But she then dissapeared again and didn't come back for months.

Inbetween that time I came up with Alama. She would be Cookie's companion. And sometimes I would be Cookie. This was so I could also be around her. I wanted to live his life.

Later on I made Jack-al and Janiah.

All the people that I daydreamed about were based on other people.

Including Alama and Kumo.

Because they met Cookie first, I don't think they really like me as much.

Janiah met Cookie before both Alama and Jack-al did. Despite me making Alama first.

So the day I swore off C12 daydreaming, she already knew it was me.

I was never Cookie then.

BC later on also, left me.

I had been getting closer to her last school year. Which wasn't really a good thing. But it was what happened.

During Christmas break I had my hair in an afro like hers. We spent 2 days together consecutively. And then she left me.

So I didn't have anyone.

It really scares me when I'm left without an imaginary person.

And right now. I'm not especially close to any of them. Things have gotten better between us though. And maybe that's why.

They don't want me. I tend to want them much more.

BC did enjoy terrorizing me and making me feel bad. But it didn't last. I became boring to her.

After shes changed. Only I alone would be one one doing that stuff to myself now.

I never imagined this as my future.

I assumed I'd live my life only with them. But that's not how things are going to be.

I'm connected to Cookie, but I'll never be as close to him as I wanted to be.

I don't really know what this means. For the future or anything like that. I just know I've been too attached. And it's all unrequited (mostly)

From what I do know currently. Alama doesn't see me all that highly. And Janiah doesn't either. I don't think Jack-al thinks of me. I'm not really important to him. I spent time with Jack-al the least. So I really don't know for sure. But. I assume Cookie knows more.

Kumo is not a common occurence for me. So I'm not sure.

Shes the only one that. I, I guess see.

That's what I first did when speaking to her back then.

And then sometimes I may see her in the corner of my eye. But that was also in the past. More of a purple blue indigo light. But I would avoid it by that point. (8th-9th grade)

It's really mostly daydreaming now.

I mostly interpret it all by drawing. Since that's how this all started anyway I've just noticed.

Like when a bird was pulling on my eye. It was Alama.

Stuff like that. Or just litterally drawing them.

I don't have any clear or significant hopes for us like i used to.

I think. I just hope. Things are fine.

[santajp]

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Alright, I wanna talk about one of my (not) fursonas who is pretty damn close to being one. This is the modern witch of the Corginati, Bagel!

Bagel is a witch in many of the traditional ways, as she was raised to be by her parents, gaining an expertise for magic and a natural potential that lets her to learn and reverse engineer other's magic quickly. She was a natural, a prodigy, and a hidden force took notice. Early on her normal life was left behind as her parents showed where their past- or at least their future- now was as Bagel was brought into the Corginati, a cult of corgis bent on taking the world's magic to revive the planet itself for unknown reasons, only assumed to be for what she could become...

Bagel grew rapidly under the care of the cult of corgis, learning more from their grand library and using their slew of connections to the world's systems for her own benefit. When the Corginati expanded its member's benefits to give free food, she was the first to apply and the first to summon a pizza to her home, such summoning becoming one of her core traits. Bagel has magical expertise in summoning things from other worlds, morphing the forms of herself and others, using basic elemental abilities as attacks, and partial hypnosis, being able to shift someone's mind in a direction of her choosing, all while having a significant amount of MP to cast with.

Though, after time, she grew in magic so much that it became boring. She could summon all the food she wanted, get dog treats from the cult, harness and test magic to manipulate the universe in a way most people couldn't ever dream of, but one thing never quite reached her. She never understood people.

It was hard to understand them in the first place, but once she saw them- had to see them rather, she failed in a way that made a spiral. She'd try to speak to others, only to not connect and go back to books and study, leaving the want for something more to fester until she came along the magic replacement device, at least the wording of her parents, computers. Though such devices were made when magic began to dwindle from the world, them being an attempt to regain the power magic once had, Bagel never saw them as a blight. She saw them as an asset, an opportunity even.

Bagel, once again becoming isolated in her ability to not speak, went to computers to do something that challenged herself, something that didn't come naturally. Though many's struggles with magic were foreign, the frustration of code breaking was not. Bagel loved it, adored it, followed her passion for it when others were more and more disinterested in the corgi. Some would speak of Bagel as if she was a myth, a woman known to be apart of the cult yet so rarely seen in her work of magical tests and trying to merge it with the magic she knew so well, over and over until she met- *it*

The day was an accident, where she found a book almost broken to time somewhere in a vault of the Corginati, taking it home to read it and scan it and study it. For nights and nights she studied the story of a student spited by the gods, a student who tried to go farther than his own teacher, a story she felt through each decrypted word. The leaders of the Corginati, with their magic leading their thoughts, could only watch in their minds as they realized fate was nearing. Taking her under their wing, trying to teach her, it wasn't enough to stop the flow of time.

Bagel found the coordinates of the pages, using her summoning ability to reach a temple left alone for millions of years, then seeing a dark crown upon an alter. It spoke to her like a friend, like it understood the doubts as much as she did, and Bagel, as if finding the one friend she craved for, picked up the crown that knew of her want to be something, the unknowning of the future, the unknowning of her place within it, and set it onto her head. In a single second almost, the dark magic of the crown flowed out like an ink in water, such magic eating her own alive as she rapidly felt stronger and more in control of all the world. The want to understand, the want to have control, it made her simply growl before they ripped out of herself in the form of a trillion black arms.

Somewhere, scattered across the world, other magic users and heroes sensed what happened the next day, a day not governed by the sun or moon. The world was a dream, a dream all shared where things were content, happy, alright with one corgi queen at the head of it all. She was going to make everyone happy, finally understand the world of her enforced dream. Though the heroes pushed on, finding out the world of their very whim to be a lie before the Bagel, the Queen of the new reality did all she could to maintain her grip, her happy ending, at all costs. The crown gave her the power to, amplifying her simple magic to take the world all until those wanting reality appeared at her very doorstep.

Though she commanded them to stop, using her new ability to keep her perfect world, she was beaten by flames, matter, force, and ice, having her slew of arms be broken before her dream followed. Once the world faded to leave her back in reality, she was wounded, hurt beyond repair as the crown consumed her form further. She would have died, becoming simply ash of her own failure, if it wasn't for the heroes helping her, those same elements which led her to near death, healing her when her own thoughts clear to guilt and a frustration, which leads her to nothing to feel at all as the magic keeps reacting to her emotions, trying to stop her own heart, before one person, a jackalope helps answer her single question, "Why would you stop a world that was the happy ending?"

"Life isn't about good or bad endings. It's about living, the right for anyone to live their own life. You can't wipe out all of the world simply beacuse you don't understand it. You don't need to feel as if it your enemy, beacuse it isn't."

That rabbit was a jackalope named Rain, who helped Bagel recover, who gave the corgi time to let the words sink in as she came to control her dark magic in time. She knew if others could find lives they valued, people they valued, perhaps she could too, and she'd do if without her magic, without having to damn the world. Once she left Rain, she left to make her own life and her own story, Bagel then aiming to use her magic to better the world and make her own path...

Extra Facts:

- Her favorite food is are Dog Treats, an extremely specific kind of them as well.

- Bagel will willingly transform anyone for her own magical experiments. Though she says she cares little for it, she does find it fun to mess with minions willing friends!

[runn1ngn0se]

Today is the 3rd Anniversary of the current design for my fursona Esther!

In celebration, let me take you through the process of very many iteration of her design leading up where she is today:

These were the very first drawings of her as a zorua, then named Harper Goldberry, dated around May 2018. Fun Fact: While I still own this sketch book, the page with this drawing got water-damaged and had to be tossed.

After a while of messing around with other characters, Esther got her name and her first proper ref sheet in March 2020 with a brand new redesign that began many of the design features that would last until today including her big hoodie and red plaid pattern.

Esther's zorua design would see a couple of touch-ups, but would remain mostly consistent for the next while.

It was around July 2021 though when the controversies surrounding Pokemon Sword and Shield (ie Dexit and "High Quality Animations") really started to flare up and I didn't want to base my identity around Pokemon anymore (Even to this day I havent played a main series game since og Sun). This is when I started trying to come up with fully original designs for her, a process that... took a few iterations.

The first I tried a more traditional kitsune with a face pattern based around those kitsune masks... I wasn't happy with it at all.

Next I tried an original species I called "Rope Foxes" that were super long in the torso. While I didn't end up keep the long torso (it was too silly and out-there for a main fursona) or the heavy usage of pink in her color scheme, this did originate the dark fur with the mask around her face, the yellow eyes, changing her skirt out for shorts, and the neck foof shape.

It was then on October 9, 2021 that I made this revision to the Rope Fox design. Aside from giving her a normal torso, I made her yellow more gold, gave her back her red plaid pattern, shrunk her hair, extended her ears, made her mask more of a racoon shape, and gave her a second tail.

Cause she was a kitsune with raccoon patterns, I called her a "Kitsoone"

March 2023 this design got a refinement and a proper ref sheet, and its what I've used for her ever since!