#vulpin adventure

[onedragonaday]

I think the vulpin and brushbeast should be considered dragons solely bc I wanna see you draw them 🥺

2/14/24 Brushbeast from Vulpin Adventure

[choronus]

[dynamos-games]

I feel like we all had those flash games that had us in a death grip when we were younger. for me, it was Haunt the House. Vulpin Adventure was also a really good one, I remember grinding for hours to get the rare enemy drops from the beach/water area because they looked cool when you equipped them

[rat-toothed-bat]

Even though this is from 2020, its probably my favorite thing I've ever made. Its a brushbeast from the flash game "Vulpin Adventure"!

[scorchedrat]

New OC alert!!!! Weewooweewoo!!!!

If you remember what Vulpin Adventure is kiss me on the mouth /p

[shiningfennec]

Just speedrun one of my favourite childhood games. My sweet little creature uwu.

[hatwolf]

Reynardo de Verdanza - Full Ref

All please welcome a new character to the world of After Silence, Reynardo de Verdanza, a traveling bard and storyteller from Valleterna. You might see more of this smug bastard in the future! ;)

Posted using PostyBirb

[sunshine-prince]

Self-indulgent stimboard based on the boyhood I should have had. Spending my afternoons go-karting, roller skating, eating pizza, crunching leaves under my boots, and playing flash games online

🥾 | 🚗 | 🍁

📺 | 🦊 | 🍕

🌴 | 💾 | 👞

[foxenavian]

I'm preparing for my 6th year on Artfight! More info under the break.

Heyo! I got my main fursonas uploaded on Artfight and I'm mostly ready to go! This year I'll mostly be doing chibis and experimental art. I always try to attack as many people as I can. ^^ I've found smaller drawings is the best way to do that without getting burnt out.

My battle strategy is to attack as many people from Team Seafoam as I can with quick lil doodles. Revenges get more effort and priority. I'll also firmly stand my ground if anyone dares to declare war on my territory. The attack chains will be glorious! >:3

Feel free to give me a follow and share your artfight pages in the comments. I'll attack when you least expect it!

**Although small tumblr exclusive disclaimer that I'm an animal and fantasy themed artist. I don't like to draw regular humans unless they're magical and unique in some way. (For example: orcs, goblins, and firbolgs) Mostly human races like elves, angels and tieflings will mostly be looked over unless they really inspire me.

[jolikmc]

Crazy Fox by powerJAMM on (the platform formerly known as) Twitter

Do you think the goobers that made this bootleg would give me the rights to the character? I see potential!

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I wouldn't normally repost stuff from someone who has an account here already, but this adorable art isn't on @power-jam's Tumblr and I had a mighty need for it to be here. I'm sorry.

Please, don't suplex me into an open grave, powerJAM. ;v;

[onedragonaday]

2/13/24 Final boss from Vulpin Adventure

[choronus]

Happy 13th anniversary Vulpin Adventure and late 16th anniversary Spore

[wevelocityteampresents-blog]

A small scene I made of Fox relaxing in White City park.

I should work on getting the textures for this area to display correctly. I should've also bent Fox's knees a bit to make his posture look more natural. Other than that, this isn't too bad for a beginner.

[pascaloverx]

Moonlight

Summary: You and Edward Cullen used to have a romantic relationship. But fate seemed not to believe in the possibility of a vampire and a potential she-wolf being together. Years after your separation, you return to Forks. Edward is committed to Bella Swan, and Jacob Black has his own pack. What happens when, upon your return, you begin to transform into a she-wolf and both Edward and Jacob seem eager to revisit the past with you?

Author's Note: The characters in this fanfic do not belong to me but to Stephenie Meyer and the Twilight universe. The story blends events that happened in the Twilight saga movies with invented ones. Enjoy reading. This story will contain inappropriate language, a possible love triangle, scenes of violence, and romance.

TWO FOUR

THREE

The guilt of kissing Edward was eating away at you inside. You didn't know if you were feeling worse because of the kiss or because you enjoyed kissing him so much. The worst part was that you were starting to want to kiss him again. But that couldn't happen again. Not while he's dating someone else and you're staying at the house of his biggest enemy.

"You know your thoughts almost scream because they're so loud, right?" Billy Black comments as he walks through the door of his room. Well, his guest room. You realize you've been sitting on the bed, replaying every moment from last night. What could you have done to avoid feeling so burdened with guilt?

"Mr. Black, may I ask you a question?" You inquire as you snap back to reality. Billy Black was your father's best friend, which is why you grew up close to Jacob.

"No need for all that formality, Y/N. But go ahead and ask your question." Mr. Black enters the room, wheeling his wheelchair close to where you're sitting. You look at him, feeling a bit embarrassed about asking such a question.

"If you had made a mistake and your mind was punishing you with the heaviest burden of guilt, what would you do?" You ask, sounding quite dramatic, which makes him chuckle a bit.

"There are two ways to relieve the burden of guilt. The first, more complicated and less chosen: be honest and admit the mistake to everyone it may affect. Or you can take the other way: experience the guilt and let it go. Your father used to tell me that some mistakes are meant to live only in the deepest corners of our being. I hope I've helped." Mr. Black speaks calmly, as you find yourself thinking that perhaps this is a mistake you'd like to keep hidden in some corner of your being.

"You did help. I think I need to get some fresh air. If Jacob asks for me, tell him I'll be at the cliff." You say as you get up from the bed, and Mr. Black nods understandingly, acknowledging that you needed that time. The cliff was the place where all of you used to meet when you were younger. Jumping off it was your big adventure together. When you reach the top of the cliff, you feel the wind hitting your face strongly. It's liberating. You close your eyes, and for a moment, you feel nothing at all.

"Do you remember the last time we were here?" Edward appears behind you. You really didn't miss those surprise appearances of his.

"I remember a situation like this before. You showing up out of the blue and me trying to figure out what I've done to deserve the honor of having my private time invaded by Edward Cullen. But tell me, what do you want?" You speak almost harshly, clearly on the defensive, fearing a difficult conversation with Cullen. You don't even turn to look at Edward.

"If only back then I had left you alone. Maybe we wouldn't have broken up, and now we might be experiencing a different reality." Edward speaks as he approaches, and you can feel his presence getting closer to you.

"Stop with this talk. After what we did, reminiscing about the past is the last thing we should be doing. You should thank me for breaking up with you. You're in love with someone else. And you shouldn't even be here. There's more than one pack of wolves who jump off this cliff ready to take out any vampire." Looking into Edward's eyes as you say this makes everything more personal. Unfortunately, you can't help but worry about Cullen. Unfortunately, the kiss you shared proves that there are feelings between you.

"I want to talk about the kiss. You basically locked yourself in the Black house. I had to come here." Edward speaks as he approaches you, and you take a step back. Too much proximity might lead to repeating the mistake.

"I'll make it easy for you. The kiss meant nothing. We were foolish and let ourselves get carried away by silly sentimentality. We're not meant for each other. You're literally living your happily ever after. Overthinking that damn kiss will only hurt us. And hurt those around us." You say, feeling tears welling up in your eyes. Damn it, this conversation has barely begun and you already feel deeply affected by lying to Edward, especially because it's not true.

"It would be easier for me to move on if you told me why you broke up with me. Why you want to bury your feelings for me so deep in your heart that I hardly recognize the woman I fell in love with," Edward says, somewhat angrily, moving closer to you.

"My father found out about us the day before I broke up with you. I wanted to tell you, but he said he would kill every member of your family, that a war between the Cullens and the Quileutes would be on my hands. I feared for us. And for my tribe." As you explain to Edward something that remained unresolved between you, you feel like you're reopening a very painful wound by reliving the past.

"And you chose to be a coward and abandon me. Seems fair, a war doesn't seem fair when you can just end everything with the person you say you love and walk away," Edward responds, clearly hurt. As if he could judge you.

"First, I will not accept being called a coward for doing the right thing. Sure, I could have told you the truth years ago, but lying was the safest way to prevent you from doing something reckless. And I didn't just say I loved you, I actually loved you. I loved you so much that I can't let anyone find out we were together because any member of Sam's or Jacob's pack might believe you killed my parents. And I've done a very good job defending that none of you, Cullens, would ever do something like that." The words come out of your mouth more harshly than you intended. Edward looks perplexed, perhaps never realizing that if they found out about us, they would think he killed my parents to be with me. You know he didn't do it. But the others, they don't know him well enough.

"We could have faced this complicated situation together. Do you think I wouldn't have faced the accusations and the wolves' fury to have you by my side?" Edward's words, along with his closeness, almost made you wish you had never left.

"You're impulsive sometimes. We wouldn't have survived long together if we were responsible for the pain of the people we love. Not to mention that when you and I dated, I wasn't transforming. Maybe that's why I never felt it was wrong for us to be together, but now it's different." Your conversation has taken a deeply melancholic turn, something you didn't want. A relationship discussion is the last thing you planned when you came back to Forks.

"Whether you turn into a wolf or not wouldn't change how I feel about you. It never could. I thought you knew that." Your gaze meets Edward's. You always thought he would see you differently if you transformed into a wolf. Hearing him say otherwise makes you feel things you shouldn't. Feelings you should have abandoned a long time ago.

The rain starts to pour down on you both with force, as if the heavens are watching your argument from a front-row seat. You stare at Edward, trying to understand where discussing the past will lead you. Then, suddenly, your lips and Edward's meet. You don't notice who made the first move, who stepped towards the other first. You only feel the cold sensation of his lips on yours as you deepen the kiss. Your fingers grip Edward's hair tightly while his hands gently hold your waist. Then suddenly, Edward is pulled away from you. Jacob, in his wolf form, charges at him with all his strength. Edward's body falls near the edge of the cliff, which puts you on high alert. Seeing that Jacob is about to attack him again, you know what you have to do. Your body transforms into the wolf version as you run towards Jacob. Even though Edward was taken by surprise, he is recovering when you finish transforming fully into a wolf and attack Jacob. You don't want to hurt Jacob so you decide that instead of biting him or attacking him, you would push him to fall off the cliff with you. And that's what you do. You don't feel anything for a few seconds until the feeling of falling off the cliff is too sudden for you. You start to worry about Jacob when you can't find him. Still in your wolf form, you try to swim to see if you can identify Jacob. You smell him close to where he is and see that he is unconscious. You use your mouth to hold his wolf body until there is no more water.

"Jacob if you're listening to me, I'm sorry." You speak using telepathy. You don't even know if you're apologizing for pushing him off the cliff or for this part right now. You transform into a human again and like an instinct, Jacob's body seems to have realized that for you to provide first aid, it would be better for him to be in the human version as well. You give him mouth-to-mouth resuscitation while trying to get him to stay awake. A few minutes later, Jacob wakes up, releasing some water from his mouth. He looks at you, for a few seconds seeming grateful for your help. Until we both notice that we are inappropriate. In the next second, the two transform into wolves again.

"I can explain." You speak telepathically, while Jacob remains silent. You've been following him to his house since you got out of the water. He must be too angry to speak to you, which is killing you inside. You never wanted to hurt him.

"At home." That's all Jacob responds telepathically. He must be really mad. Damn Edward for showing up then. You arrive at the Black house a few minutes later. Jacob heads straight for the shower while you look for something to wear. You shower right after him, both of you in complete silence.

"When were you planning on filling me in about your little affair with Edward Cullen?" Jacob's first words to you once you both finish getting dressed. You try to suppress the part of you that wants to lash out at Jacob for speaking so coldly to you, as if you're Edward's lover.

"To be honest, never. Though I understand why you're angry with me, I'd like to remind you that I'm a single woman. I admit my mistake in kissing a vampire committed to someone else, but none of this has anything to do with you." You speak, trying to be as cold as Jacob.

"Your father would die again if he knew you'd become the kind of person who gets involved with a vampire," Jacob says, looking into your eyes with a seriousness that honestly upsets you. He's aiming to hurt you, perhaps for what you did with him at the cliff.

"Is that what you want to talk about? Not the fact that I threw both of us off a cliff to stop you from hurting Edward? Or that I seem to favor him over you?" You also know how to hurt feelings, or at least that's what you want to demonstrate. But the truth is, you hate hurting Jacob.

"Do you love him?" Jacob asks after several minutes of silence. You move closer to him, sitting beside him. Gently, you place your hand on his face.

"I don't love him like I love you. What I had with Edward is in the past. What you saw was just two people confusing what's already gone with their current moment. Trust me," you say, leaning closer to Jacob. Part of you believes your words, but another part wonders if you're being completely honest.

"Next time you use your wolf form to attack me, I won't go easy on you. Just so you know," Jacob says playfully. You lean in, planting a soft, brief kiss on his lips.

"I'll be eagerly anticipating that moment. And know that I won't go easy on you either," you say, and Jacob smiles, kissing you in response. After the kiss, you hug him tightly, hoping that the concern about how Edward is doing after the cliff incident leaves your mind.

[smehur]

WIP Wednesday

Just feel like sharing (read: I fucking love this bit). It's from "The Bubo" (a 4th year mostly canon-compliant Drarry fic yet to be posted, and a sequel to A Ferret's Sensibility). Current word count: 21k. ETA: 🤪

Leaning on the wall next to the serpent door to the Slytherin dungeons was Potter, his brow low, his lips pressed into a line, and his arms crossed so tight over his chest it was a wonder his ribs hadn’t cracked.

“What are you doing here, Potter?” Draco barked. After their adventure in the greenhouse, perhaps he would’ve tried to be civil, had they been alone. But with Vince and Greg following a step behind, it was important to project the correct image.

“Relax, Malfoy,” Potter said, trying for something between bored and annoyed, but the nerves made his voice strained. “I’m not here to fight. Can we have a word?”

Draco crossed his own arms, angling his hips and shoulders for maximum mockery. “Just the one?”

Vince and Greg dutifully sniggered. Potter rolled his eyes. “I’ll make it worth your while.”

“I doubt that very much, Potter. But alright. I’ll entertain the whims of our Great Champion on the eve of his extremely likely demise. What is it?”

“Send your goons away first.”

This was followed by a shuffling of robes behind Draco’s back and he could just picture Vince and Greg widening their stance and crossing their arms as well.

“That’s highly irregular,�� Draco drawled. “People of standing far superior to yours make bookings months ahead for a one-on-one with me. I’m so very busy, you see.”

“Oh, for…” Potter sighed and stared beseechingly at the ceiling. The apple of his throat bobbed up and down and something wriggled in Draco’s stomach in response. Then there was a mutter that sounded suspiciously like…

“What was that, Potter?” Draco demanded. “Speak up.”

Muscles danced in Potter’s jaw. “Please.”

Draco put on his most vulpine grin to hide the genuine elation that raced through him like a shot of Thunderbrew. For a sweet, hot moment, he considered making Potter get down on his knees, but he knew it’d be too much. Instead, he turned his head and gestured at Greg with his chin.

“You sure, boss?” whispered Greg.

“Yes. Go on.”

“We need to use the password,” whispered Vince.

“Right. Come along, then, Potter.”

Draco turned around with a dramatic swipe of his robes (a trick he’d picked up from Professor Snape), and started back the way he had come, not bothering to check if Potter was following. He felt half a foot taller than usual, proportionally stronger and several times more handsome. Potter had begged him. In front of witnesses. For what, it remained to be seen, but it had happened and Draco would cherish the memory forever.

Another snip from the same story here.

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