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robertge.bsky.social
#squeakdoodles #hyper #realityalteration #furry
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dooper.live
When you learn knowing all the lines from Shrek causes Autism.

#lowpoly #animation
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flawedhowl.bsky.social
They should keep putting Jared Leto in nerd shit, I want this to keep happening
dailycosmicmarvel.bsky.social
‘TRON: ARES’ has earned $14.3M in its opening day at the domestic box office.

For comparison, ‘MORBIUS’ opened to $17.3M.
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dylanmacri.bsky.social
Oh wow Morbius did that well they should put it in theatres again
dailycosmicmarvel.bsky.social
‘TRON: ARES’ has earned $14.3M in its opening day at the domestic box office.

For comparison, ‘MORBIUS’ opened to $17.3M.
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cassievixen.bsky.social
Home from work on a hot day and the AC is is busted. Looks like the temperature isn't the only heat she's dealing with today. 🔥😩🦊
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An illustration of Cassie Vixen, an anthropomorphic red fox. The setting is in an apartment living room. She is lying across a couch on her back, covered in sweat and fanning herself. Her panties can be seen draped across the couch armrest as she lays fully nude with one leg up along the backrest and showing off her steaming pussy, looking towards the viewer with an exasperated expression, blushing lightly indicating she is dealing with a heat aside from just the intense temperature
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thisaintbread.bsky.social
Stupid sexy lab rats 🐀🐀🐀
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flawedhowl.bsky.social
Thank you for shouldering a burden akin to that of the mighty Atlas
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alicegrimaude.bsky.social
ko-fi.com/alicegrimaud...
If anyone wants to help us rebuild after the disaster that was foisted upon us this year, any support would be welcome.
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stealthnachos.bsky.social
monthly reminder that i do take commissions!
i'm currently open for 3, info below V
flawedhowl.bsky.social
Can someone else please be horny in my stead today? I'm busy and I don't have time for this
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mel.bzky.team
good evening EXCLUSIVELY to the irish
There is also early Irish literature about female pissing contests. In the story "Aided Derbforgaill" several women compete to see who can urinate deepest into a pile of snow. The winner is Derbforgaill, wife of Lugaid Riab nDerg, but the other women attack her out of jealousy and mutilate her by gouging out her eyes and cutting off her nose, ears, and hair, resulting in her death. Her husband Lugaid also dies, from grief, and Cú Chulainn avenges the deaths by demolishing a house with the women inside, killing 150.
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taintedstar.bsky.social
Dragon myself outta bed!

#furryart #nsfw #tsdoods
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shimi.bsky.social
New #Zine Play date: Scratch & Me. 1/2: What starts as #animalhrt reintegration turns into a gay, feral mess. Tail-flags, enrichment-bot-humping, & creaturely flirtation they don’t have protocols for. #exhumanisn #therianthropy & finding love thru nosebumps, leg mounts, & disregarding clipboards.
Page 1 – Cover
Alt text: A black-and-white illustrated zine cover titled PlayDate: Scratch & Me by Shimi & Critter. A wolf and a coyote face each other playfully, their tails raised, mouths open mid-bark, arrows curving between them. Text at bottom: “Research notes remain property of Glaxo Smyth-Klein. Page 2 – Foreword
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Typed text under the heading Foreword:

This field account represents an early-stage observation of cross-species affective integration during post-theriomorphic rehabilitation. Following the administration of Lupinex (Therionyl–5mL, Dose 9), subject WLF-7 was introduced to a controlled interaction zone for social re-acclimation with subject CYT-3 (‘Scratch’), a coyote-type who had successfully completed full human sentience-divestment protocols two months prior to these events.

What ensued was neither anomalous nor unexpected… While not explicitly designed as a courtship environment, the enclosure nevertheless provided adequate stimulus for instinct-led affiliative behaviors, scent-sharing, and what supervisory logs delicately refer to as ‘non-target arousal states.’

This transcript has been preserved in its near-entirety as a rare qualitative snapshot of joy unburdened by language, love untroubled by taxonomy… For the record: the enrichment bot did not survive.”
At the bottom: “– Journal of Transitional Companion Species Studies, Vol. 12, Issue 3. Field Editor: Dr. E.J. Cark. Catalog Ref: WLF-7/CYT-3/PLAY-009. Page 3 – PlayDate: Scratch & Me (Opening)
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Reused cover Illustration of WLF-7 and Scratch a coyote  facing each other playfully above the title PlayDate: Scratch & Me:

They told me the playdate was species-safe and therapeutic integration support. A “familiarity session,” they said, smiling, holding clipboards. No cages, no needles, no species-adjusted stress-testing. Just me, a freshly-run wolf girl, still sloshy with Therionyl, and my best friend, a coyote who’d gone in two months earlier, now known, simply, as Scratch.
	I think we used to be inseparable? Back before paws. I don’t remember what we called each other then. It’s like remembering hands. She says her name used to be “not important.” Feels about right.
	Scratch has two different coloured eyes — one pale amber, one glacial blue — and an extra dewclaw on her left forepaw that clicks too quickly when she paces. She used to love David Bowie, I just about remember that much, which makes the whole mismatched eye thing feel like fate.
	The handlers dropped me into the lab-run enclosure with the usual checklist: tail relaxed, ears perked, no visible signs of trauma. It was a “juvenile” range, meaning the fences were padded and the water bowl was comically oversized — a playground, basically, with fake grass and one of those motorised rabbits for enrichment. I sniffed the hell out of it.


 But I forgot all about the scent dummy the moment Scratch came bounding through the mesh gate like she was late for a bar fight and excited about it.
	Woof! She smelled like joy. Dust, musk, golden resin sun. Her tail spun like a pinwheel as she barrelled toward me, skidding on the synthetic turf and immediately nose-bumping my flank like we were resuming a conversation mid-sentence.
	We tumbled together, yipping and clambering in a fur-pile of mutual recognition. She nipped my ear; I bit her scruff; she rolled onto her back and kicked like she wanted me to see the ridiculous length of her tongue. She’d always been like this. Just… more Scratch now. Less girl-who-was.
	I don’t think either of us realised we were flirting.
	We’d no plans. No script. But we kept getting closer. Like, crotch-sniffing close. Tail-swishing, back-arched, “hey is this normal” kind of close. I mean, we’d always had that slightly-too-long eye contact thing going back in the human days — long nights in dorm rooms, secrets with no outlet, the kind of affection you could only channel into shared playlists and ill-advised tattoos. But we never did anything.
	Turns out, animal brains don’t care about inhibition. Turns out, tails are loud.
	She winked one of her mismatched eyes and flagged her tail up so dramatically I thought she was trying to signal aircraft. I made the kind of low, breathy whine I used to reserve for art-house movies and midnight texts. Then she circled me, brushed flanks, and made this tiny little hop like “tag — you’re in heat.”
	I was not in heat. I was ready for problems. Awrrfff! It just escalated from there.
	At some point, I hiked my tail too fast and knocked over the handler’s little enrichment cam-bot. Scratch pounced it and started biting and humping it like a squeaky toy possessed by heat and bad decisions. It made a noise like a drowning coffee grinder. I was cry-baying with laughter and half-lunging at her side, and somehow we both ended up in the crash-mat tunnel
flawedhowl.bsky.social
They're so cute and hot
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catrubs.co
Day 9 - Forrest
[they/them]
#fattytober
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davidandress.bsky.social
For a long time, the US extreme right was held back from ruthlessly pursuing its goals by the notion that "someone" would stop them & punish them.

Trump 1 taught them nobody would stop them, & Biden taught them nobody would punish them.

And here we are.
reichlinmelnick.bsky.social
Can you think of a single movie in which there is a video from the government denouncing its political opponents playing on a loop in public spaces in which that government was the good guy?
ronfilipkowski.bsky.social
A new Noem video is being played at airports trashing Democrats.
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