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aldehydebackhand.bsky.social
It occurs to me I haven't properly promoted it here yet so

hey! Do you ever find yourself wishing you had 128000 words or so of vore-infused furry sci-fantasy thriller to pass the time with? Then check out Nobody's Servant! All 33 parts of Act 1 are finished. Links in replies to FA, AO3, and more!
aldehydebackhand.bsky.social
Medical play translated quite well to maintenance for this one, but we'll be revisiting it properly in a future story for good measure.
aldehydebackhand.bsky.social
#Kinktober #IndieKinktober 10+11

Doubling up on keywords, and once again featuring @expensivewiggle.bsky.social, now in miniature!

AO3: archiveofourown.org/works/716891...
FA: www.furaffinity.net/view/62601983/

🏷️ #furry #robot #maintenance #marking #size_difference #writing
“It’s a rush job, even BEA-3 can’t work miracles,” Merion says, gently gripping her by the waist and massaging her back with their fingers. “I had thought about trying to make the adjustments before we got you in there, I had a look over her notes, but you’ll be able to tell me how they feel firsthand better than I’d ever be able to estimate on my own.”

 

“How so? Mischief asks, sitting back on her haunches to look herself over. She’s like a doll, or a stuffed animal, she thinks, up here on the desk.

 

“Well, she lent me some tools as well.” The jackal pops open a nearby case, separating itself into tiers on rolling tracks. “I’ll be honest, I uh… don’t recognize some of these,” they chuckle, “but I think I can make do. I used to be a necrotechnician, remember? I know how to put a body together.”

 

“Especially where anesthetic isn’t concerned,” Mischief remarks. She pinches herself as a test. It doesn’t even hurt. She imagines nothing could, though there are certain cases in which she’d miss the pain. To an extent, of course; for whatever Merion has planned, this sort of programmed numbness can only be an advantage.

 

“You know me, I don’t touch the stuff,” they agree. “So, what’s too stiff?”

 

“Kinda the whole thing?...” Mischief admits. This could take a while, but that wouldn’t be the worst thing in the world.

 

“Then we’ll do the whole thing!”
aldehydebackhand.bsky.social
Thank you! Originally, the scene I was gonna settle for for this one wasn't nearly so exciting; this one ended up being a rather last-minute concoction so I'm glad it worked out!
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I think we really should stop using antifa and just fully say anti-fascist and get them saying they are against anti fascism. Using antifa is giving them some distance and I genuinely think some of their base don’t even know that’s what it stands for.
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zohrankmamdani.bsky.social
UNTIL IT’S DONE, Ep. 4: Sylvia Rivera

In the 1970s, queer New Yorkers had been pushed to the margins of NYC. Our trans neighbors faced immense cruelty. But in Sylvia Rivera, they found a champion.

As we combat Trump’s politics of darkness, her legacy can light the path forward.
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#Kinktober #IndieKinktober #NSFW

Exhibitionism today, as Naerwyl makes use of Ersufat's artistic talents to explore her own desires to be seen, to be watched…

…and you ask get to watch too! Or read, at least, free, here: jaredgoring.com/kinktober-da...
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"Various options presented various upsides.

“If you like being seen, love…” Ersufat gestured around with a shrug and his suggestion, to the couch and chairs that would’ve been in immediate and clear sight of anyone entering the room, and Ersufat had certainly seen people joining in as an audience on them.

He could feel Naerwyl’s hand tense up a bit, aligning with a shift of her shoulders which spoke of a shiver; her jaw and throat shifted, swallowing as her wide eyes studied the scene, but she hesitated a moment and then shook her head, small but swiftly. “A- thrilling concept admittedly and one which I believe warrants further exploration given its suggestion’s effects on me, but I think- for initial experimentation, a more um… controlled? Environment?”"
aldehydebackhand.bsky.social
so plants are extremely slept on, actually
coricatchthorne.bsky.social
#IndieKinktober 9: Today’s prompt: Tentacles! In which Bel takes off the edge to some highly customized VR porn of a flower-witch ravishing a trespassing mushroom-squire.
AO3: archiveofourown.org/works/716181...
Tumblr: www.tumblr.com/coricatchtho...
#Kinktober #Kinktober2025 #EuropaUniAdmissions
Screenshotted text: Flushing at the vines’ continued teasing, Chant ventured through looping, branching paths, drawn deep into the maze. They emerged into a circular space encompassing a large bank of elegantly-shaped blooms: long green stems crowned with an elegant flare of white, softly ruffled petals, glowing around a thick purple stamen.

Looking around nervously, Chanterelle pulled a small golden blade from their belt and cut one of the blossoms, which kicked loose a dusting of sparkling purple pollen. As they tucked the flower down into the center of their breastplate, Chant inhaled.

Motes vanished into their nose and mouth.

Chant paused. Hesitated. Turned back towards the bank of flowers, bowing to smell them more deeply. On their shuddering exhale, their breath sparkled, tiny motes of gold and, occasionally, red.

Iris’s face appeared in the hedge behind them, just in time to breathe in the glittering cloud of Chant’s exhalation.

Her lips drew back into a hungry, lustful smile. She reached out, drawing the nail of one elegant green finger down the back of their neck.

Chant jolted, squeaked, and turned to run.

But the maze no longer let them pass easily. Vines caught on armor and stroked along limbs. They struggled, gasping with effort and sensation, and managed to break free. Gathering themself, Chant lept forward—and two thick tendrils snatched their ankles, catching them midair and toppling them face-first onto a cushion of waiting vines.
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dieselbrain.bsky.social
#SaveSpeech

KOSA has amassed more cosponsors recently, jumping from 42 to 60 total

You need to call your reps and DEMAND that they oppose this legislation ASAP

The link below contains more info about KOSA and an easy way to contact your reps
5calls.org/issue/kids-o...

Please call DAILY
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mrjimmydafloof.bsky.social
[reup] CW: Blood
Left the door open...
#furryart
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kaiserneko.bsky.social
Young furries, do not buy this repulsive slop

Support actual furry artists if you want silly furry merch, they're out there and they're happy to oblige, and you won't be feeding a machine looking to capitalize on your subculture

Corporate shitposting needed to be smothered in the crib, istg
spazzy.bsky.social
Between this and the Spirit Halloween masks, it's amusing but also the nightmare of furry going mainstream. 💀
Gross furry shirts at Spencer's. s: @R0rek (X)
aldehydebackhand.bsky.social
Goddddd FELT, work hasn't been *super* conducive to getting much reading done during the day, but an evening I'm not writing means I can catch up on that too!

Thank you so much for cheerin me on, it's been like the rocket fuel I needed to make it this far
aldehydebackhand.bsky.social
I even managed to make this one a bit shorter! I'll be rolling my themes from 10 and 11 into one story to post on Saturday, I think I've earned a break.
aldehydebackhand.bsky.social
#Kinktober #IndieKinktober 9

Mixing business with pleasure.

AO3 archiveofourown.org/works/716891...
FA www.furaffinity.net/view/62580179/

🏷️ #furry #trans #prehensility #stealth #tailjob #writing
And that’s the point at which Benet stops really paying attention to the conversation, instead focusing on the data stream going through his head. He’s essentially driving and poison-tasting at the same time; Ayori’s the one who can actually make sense of the minutia, but Benet’s lower sensitivity to malignant blips in the chatter allow him to intercept and smooth them without harm to himself. Once he gets into a flow state, it’s easy work, often to the point of literal mind-numbing.

 

Most of the communication between Ayori and Benet is an instinctual push and pull of wordless intent, broken every so often by exchanging spoken words with Lira. Whoever she’s looking for, while traces of them exist in abundance, has made themself scarce indeed, their footprints in the chatter becoming worryingly sparse over the last couple of decades as Ayori arranges their journey in chronological order.

 

Despite her practiced personable manner, she’s forcing her warmth and gravitas through a backwash of ennui that doubly threatens to cloud her vision.

 

Then Benet pushes an only tangentially related intent. They could probably still have some fun on the job. Ever the professional, Ayori initially tries to advise restraint, but her own restraint is drowned out by the torrent of her own enthusiasm for it.

 

Benet’s long, scaled tail searches its way out from beneath the curtain, into his lover’s lap, the tip gently flicking at her waistband. She can’t do anything to help him right now, Lira is so focused on her and every movement so far has been made with such deliberation. More than anything, it just makes the two of them stew in their collective anticipation, forming a feedback loop off one another, until finally Benet manages to slither on in.

 

As he encircles Ayori’s sheath, willing her to engorge again, she gasps softly, earning even more of Lira’s rapt attention. The leopard leans in, hands on the table. “What is it? Did you find something?”
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blushingyokai.xyz
Standard-issue uniform & gear for terrestrial (off-ship) ore & mineral mining operations
#VELD
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blushingyokai.xyz
MEDU (white) and GAUM (grey), the worldship and its satellite that carried Veldts into the stars

#VELD
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perytonian.bsky.social
we lust after that which was not made for us
clearly, i enjoy getting teased
aldehydebackhand.bsky.social
Please listen to your friends instead of those unprincipled fools out there. Be good to yourself.