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johntgonzales-deactivated202101

trying to turn my lil bro into a furry. any tips?

crocketingsolly

“I can help”

johntgonzales-deactivated202101

this means something. right?

fabflyingfox-deactivated2015092

[LOUD ANGRY YELLING]

commit-seppuku-konoyaro

this fucking fandom has the most painful jokes ever

a-titty-ninja

the-one-true-michael

@timeetod

babyanimalgifs

I’m not gonna lie this horse just might be the most majestic creature I’ve ever seen

when-it-rains-it-snows

This beautiful idiot stands there worrying about it until mom encourages him to move, then he trots out a bit, says “wow no?”, heads BACK to mom, becomes Intensely Concerned by the shadow of the fence, and then then as the video ends he is Worrying about why the ground looks wrong, because it very much does look wrong, and he’s not thrilled about it. He’s not precisely scared, but he’s not relaxed enough to be actually sassy; if I had to pick a word it would be annoyed, because he would LIKE to run around like a full on fool, but the GROUND is NOT RIGHT and that is a PROBLEM.

MOTHER WHY IS THE GROUND INCORRECT? That’s why he keeps coming back to the camerawoman, she should be doing something about this.

To sum up, 12/10 horses are beautiful, and idiots, and I love them, and mom needs to fix the ground so a boy can have a gallop.

(A horse has some color vision, and very poor depth perception, and the contrast created by sun on snow means that the shadows look like black holes while the ground itself probably has a freaky blank void thing happening.)

ramjam

animals sit in the woods and scream “I WANT TO FUCK!!!!!!” and thats just the culture

abolish-everything-deactivated2

You can do that too, if you aren’t a coward.

bakaunagi

one of my third graders has a special talent for making 2-frame comics that really speak to me

Does anyone else feel lonelier in larger groups because everyone else gets along great, and you just kind of feel like a metaphorical barnacle latched onto the conversation and contributing nothing of value, unwanted by anybody there?

rzok-deactivated20200714

Let’s make it straight

Levi

Emo Levi

Fat Levi

Really sad Levi who needs to be protected

Levi

dayvan

i’m losing my absolute mind over someone seeing a cop with my fucking art on his gun.

there’s a gun out there with my fursona’s face on it

dayvan

oh i wish. turns out the cop follows me on twitter, and he saw the post going around and messaged me. he sent me more pictures of the magazine, look

beardbriarandrose

Shaun Leane, Silver Thorn Arm-Vine and Earring, made for Alexander McQueen ‘Dante’ runway show A/W 1996

pochowek

the internet has redefined cringe for me from “the general feeling when you suck air through your clenched teeth and veins on your neck pop up” to “feeling second hand embarrassment because someone is being stupid on the internet” so this didnt make sense to me at all

hustlerose

(me falling into a hole in the jungle and getting absolutely fucking eviscerated) oh fuck cringe lol

babyanimalgifs

“YOU DID THIS TO ME”

krabby-kronicle

farashasilver

Fandom Veteran Gothic

One of your favorite old fics has been taken down. You can find it on Wayback Machine, but it’s only the original Geocities site. The font is Comic Sans and there’s a tiled repeating background of stars obscuring the cyan text.

You read a fic at some point in a fandom you no longer participate in. You want to re-read the fic, but the title and pen name of the author keep escaping you. You don’t even know where it was posted. You can find dozens of other fics with a similar concept but not that one.

An author you used to follow moved their work from their personal website to their friends-locked blog. You sent them a request three months ago. It is still marked “pending.” You wonder if you will ever get to read their work again.

You get a follower out of nowhere. Their screen name is familiar. It’s the person you RPed explicit chat logs with when you were sixteen. You’ve changed screen names four times since then and don’t know how they found you.

You forgot the password to your old FanFiction.net account. There are terrible relics of your past as a writer archived there. They must be destroyed. You can’t recover the password because the email account no longer exists, and the site isn’t answering your emails.

You were in this fandom when it was small and just getting started. Now there’s a whole expanded universe of new material, and you just want to read fics in your original fandom. Only the new characters are popular.

Three fandoms later, you run into someone you had fandom drama with five years ago. You wonder if they ever forgave you for your part in what happened. You’re too shy to ask. Interactions are tense and you go your separate ways. You travel the same fandom circles for a while, but never speak.

You have WIPs on your hard drive from years and fandoms ago. You want to finish them, but the fandoms are no longer active. You wonder if anyone would read them if they were done. You sometimes open them and wistfully read their partially-finished stories.