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Came here clicking on r/furry instead of r/funny. Am confused. What makes a furry?
Like, everything I found up to now seems rather interesting. But I am still not sure if I am a furry or not... I love the artwork and find the fursuits really cute. I can even imagine making my own in the future. The porn on the other hand... I don't know...
So I'd like to find out: what defines a furry? Drawing your own character or is just having one in your mind enough? Does anyone have to know or are you still a furry if you wish to keep those things to yourself. Do all furries like the porn? Do they watch it exclusively or human porn too? So far I've only seen very well drawn art. Can you be a furry if you can't draw well and your character looks shitty as a result? Can you mix animals of all kinds in your char? What is this game thing so many here are talking about?
Sorry for the wall of questions, I am just interested and wonder if I myself moght be a furry...
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Ep 50 – Dark and Dirty Noir – Inhuman Acts - Ocean’s noir anthology Inhuman Acts comes out tomorrow at RainFurrest! The group sits down to discuss the different themes and set pieces in a noir story. What’s the difference between a mystery and a noir? Can
Ocean’s noir anthology Inhuman Acts comes out tomorrow at RainFurrest! The group sits down to discuss the different themes and set pieces in a noir story. What’s the difference between a mystery and a noir? Can a noir have a happy ending?
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Ep 50 – Dark and Dirty Noir – Inhuman Acts - Ocean’s noir anthology Inhuman Acts comes out tomorrow at RainFurrest! The group sits down to discuss the different themes and set pieces in a noir story. What’s the difference between a mystery and a noir? Can a noir have a happy ending? [...]
His Mom Thinks He Should Try Women to Test Whether He Is Truly Gay
I know that you just responded to a letter of mine recently, but lately I've been starting to think about some things. Since coming out to my Mom, you know, I've kinda have been trying to understand why I'm gay. And obviously, pornography is a big one, and snuggling a guy, regardless of orientation, causes me to have thoughts and feelings.
Me and my mother went to dinner one evening, and I really do value our relationship, so she you know petted me on the head, and I nuzzled in (furry humor), and she was talking about, but in a very nice way, saying that I should go to a gym and try to see if girls would come up to me, and I kinda, has a facial expression of smiling and ":\". She then added, "Don't knock it till you try it, son."
And then after hearing that, I'm like, "Huh. Maybe I should give woman a try, because I never had made an attempt thereof." Not that I'm disgusted to try, but I really need to start thinking about what's on the inside other than just the outside, right? But me not really understanding women all that much or know exactly how to talk with one makes it difficult to relate to than a guy, and I don't know why its easier talking with guys then girls, and perhaps it was my religious upbringing that caused it since I couldn't date outside of the church or anything. I kinda want to know more "wholesome" ways other than porn and sex, if there is a way where I can be swooned by one, if at all. Then my sexuality will narrow down, and I don't feel like I can just rely on a shortcut, in this case, porn, to feel if I'm gonna have to cross my legs. Because there's way more to life then just sex, right?
Maybe I'm wrong, maybe I shouldn't think about this at all, but I feel as if I don't at least try, I'll always wonder about it.
So I guess my question is, should I try to date women to see which way I'll swing and are there wholesome ways to find out what I'm really attracted to? Same thing goes with guys, other than sexual thoughts and porn are there other wholesome ways to find out why this is the way I work?
Wolfthrone (age 22)
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Dear Wolfthorne,
Yes, there is more to a relationship than sex! You should never base a relationship just on the sexual aspect of it. That’s a recipe for discontentment, no matter how awesome your partner might be in bed.
On the other paw, sex is an important part of any healthy relationship. If you are not attracted to someone—both what’s inside and what’s outside—then you’re not going to be completely happy, and people who are not completely happy tend to wander and stray....
Are there “wholesome” ways to meet people? Oh, absolutely! You know, here in Palm Springs there are several gay bars (I don’t go; they’re tiresome to me), and I know people who go there and it is like Desperation City, where men are trying to hook up with other guys and they don’t seem to care about anything other than if you are handsome and have a nice package and, hopefully, money. Breathtakingly shallow. And the result is they are all very sad people who have little luck with relationships. (That’s the majority, which is not to say I don’t know some happy gay couples who go to these places just to have a drink, dance, and hang out).
Anyway, what I’m saying is don’t go to bars. Don’t go to hook-up sites. Also, porn sites set you up for disappointment as they are incredibly unrealistic. What you should do is become active in your life (I’ve said this many times in this column) and meet people at places and doing things that you enjoy. For example, say you really love dogs and have a couple as pets. You could take them to a dog park and meet others like yourself, strike up a conversation, and build friendships and more.
As for men vs. women. As you know, I’ve had both, and I’ve had very good relationships with both, but now I’m with a man. There are few people who are 100% gay or 100% straight; sexuality is a spectrum of color, not a black-and-white checker board. The thing is not to force or make yourself date one or the other. Let it come organically. In your case, you are naturally attracted to men and you feel uncomfortable around women. Why do you think that making yourself date a woman would change that? Do you think having sex with a woman would change your mind about men? Well, you could try, but I highly doubt it. While your mom is being very gentle about this, she is clearly employing a tactic to try to make her son “not gay.”
That all said, there’s no reason you can’t try and make friends with some women and see where it goes. It’s good to be open minded about it, and you could end up forming some very nice friendships.
Here’s the thing, though. If you start going out with a woman, do not try to hide your past. If you pretend to be straight and she falls in love with you, it could be very heartbreaking for her if you decide to go back to guys. Be open about what you are doing. If you meet a woman you like, tell her you like her and ask her out to dinner or something, and explain yourself. Believe it or not, there are some women who like a challenge (and honesty!) I’ve heard this line before: “You only like men because you’ve never met a real woman.” Yowsa.
How one establishes his or her sexual identity is a vastly complicated process, and there is no telling where it might lead. You could be the antithesis of me, and, instead of thinking you like women but then, late in life, discovering you prefer men, you might do just the opposite.
What I’m saying is don’t try to force love and affection. The best thing to do is to expose yourself (er, with pants on) to as many people as possible. This increases your chance of finding someone who makes your heart beat faster. You’ll know it when you experience it. Whether that is a man or a woman is actually irrelevant. Look for a good soul.
Don’t stress, my furry friend. Relax.... just have fun!
Hugs,
Papabear
My OC Collection
Hello! First post but I've been lurking for a bit.
Finally got the nerve to share all of my creations. Though I'm not an artist I create and write a lot. As a part of that I have many Monster Girls and Furry and other types of characters.
Let me know what you think.
NSFW (Male and Female types here)
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Sad Ending for Oklacon – Jungle Book – Furry blogs and games – NEWSDUMP (9/23/15)
A little introduction
Hi everyone! I made my first post last night under a different account (SomewhatConfusedFur) which seemed like a good name since at the time I had only really accepted myself as a furry and was a bit confused as to what that really meant. But, after seeing how awesome and caring the people on here are, I decided to make a new account/screenname that was more reflective of me. And since I'm from the Midwest, aCowfromWisco seemed appropriate :). In case the name isn't a giveaway, my "fursona" (I'm new to this but I think thats the right term) is an anthropomorphic cow. One of you helpfully pointed out that 'cow' is a gendered term, of which I am aware but made me feel the need to clarify; I'm a male but my fursona isn't. As I said, I'm new to this, so I'm not sure how common it is for ones fursona to not match ones biological gender, but I just wanted to get it out there. I'm hoping to commission some art in the future to help more fully illustrate what she looks like, so that will probably end up being a post. Aside from that, not much to tell about myself; undergrad at a university in the Midwest, planning on majoring in Psychology and probably going on to graduate school. One of my good friends who helped me come to terms with myself as a furry said that the community is incredibly inclusive and welcoming, and from what I've seen so far that is definitely true. Thank you all for giving me a place where I can be myself!
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Actually work on the rest of the model? pffffhhh, ill just mess with what I have instead.
"Everybody Loves T-Rex" by Himmapaan
The Ordeals of Tirescade- Part Eight- The Birthday of Terrors
Welcome back! At Part Seven, we just saw Scorch being covered by mist by the monk of Tirescade. As always, please post comments/questions/editing if you have any. Thanks in advance. And now, here's... Part Eight!
As for Scorch, he was dreaming. He found himself at his childhood place, Ambrose Park. The dragon looked upon himself. Scorch saw he was a 5 year old dragonet, and started to run around. The park was the place for most of his happy memories. "Honey, come on! We have to go!" His mother called. "Aw, Mum! Seriously?" Scorch whined. "Don't you remember? It's your 5th birthday." His mum explained. Scorch laughed and ran to his mother. He grabbed her hand and she put him in her car. Scorch couldn't wait to have some cake. He wondered whether it'd be chocolate or vanilla or have buttercream frosting. Yes, he hoped it had buttercream frosting.
It was 5 in the afternoon when Scorch and his mum got home. The house was a small one with a porch and a little fenced backyard. The middle-aged dragoness opened the door and carried Scorch in. Upon the kitchen was a chocolate cupcake with a yellow candle on it. Best of all, it had buttercream frosting along with some of those edible ball bearings glistening on top of it.
"Happy birthday to you, happy birthday to you!" Scorch's mum started singing. She placed the dragonet on a chair, and he scooted close to his cupcake. "Happy birthday dear Scorch, happy birthday to you!" Mum got her cellphone out, and she snapped a picture as Scorch blew out the candle.
"Oh, mum! Can we have Jake come over? He's next door!!" The red dragonet asked, hopping about excited. "Sure sweetie. Let me go get him next door." A black car parked in the street, and Mum heard a door shut rather loud. "First of all, why don't you get ready for him? Go on upstairs and get your toys ready." Scorch raced to his bedroom as his dad entered the kitchen. The old dragon slammed the door behind him. This caused a couple of glasses next to it to wobble and fall upon the floor. He ignored the shards of glass and grabbed the cupcake. Scorch's mum looked on in horror as he unwrapped the cupcake and started eating it. "That was for Scorch, y- you mongrel. You should know better Tyson!" The dragoness yelled. "I don't give a ####. I need it more than him anyway. My coworkers are acting ########. They think they're so awesome just because they got a promotion and I didn't. ########" The father swore. "Well, maybe it's because of your ethics!" His wife yelled back. She gasped as a hand hit her face.The dad slapped her one more time. "You should be paying more attention to me!" The two argued, with the old dragon doing most of the hitting and the dragoness doing the cowering. Scorch heard the two of them in the kitchen, and he knew they were fighting again. While the parents were distracted, the red dragonet in his overalls sneaked out of the door. He had to go next door to get Jake. He and his parents would help him again. Scorch had stayed at Jake's place when his parents fought for as long as he could remember. The cub's parents would the stop the fighting. They had to.
Jake's house was a darker grey compared to Scorch's white house. The red dragonet walked up to his wolf friend's door. He began to knock, but then the door swung open slowly with a creak. The house was dark.
Scorch cried out, "Hello? I need help!" The red dragonet walked in curious. The door slammed behind him, leaving him alone. By now, the little dragonet was close to tears. Then he heard a soft melodious voice float down the hall. “Come here Scorch. I know what you need…” Jake’s mum’s voice sang. The little dragonet was overjoyed to hear her voice. He ran up the stairs and turned around the corner. Scorch walked up to the big red door. Jake, the little wolf cub, was nowhere to be found. Scorch reached up and he was barely able to reach the doorknob. He turned it and the door swung open. A red light burst forward. Behind it was Ignis. Only, something was different. Perhaps it was the way her eyes were glowing red or maybe it was because she was holding a saber. The little dragonet fell upon the floor, looking up at this wolf beast. “You foolish mortal,” A monstrous voice rang out from Were-Ignis. “You thought you would capture this girl’s heart. But you know never can be with her.” She lifted her saber and the blade glinted crimson in the blood-light. “Help! Somebody help me!” Scorch cried out desperately. Through his cries, he could barely hear the door behind him open. “Hello? I’m a magician. And I heard it’s your birthday.” A voice came from behind the dragonet. Scorch turned around and Were-Ignis paused. She looked up to see a green gryphon leaning against the red door.“Well now. I came here for a party and this is all I get?” Topaz asked.
Scorch woke up with a start. He was back in the red room. The red dragon looked around, traumatized by his memory and dream. It took him a moment to realize there was another gryphon in the room. Scorch decided to think about that later and he looked for Topaz. What he found instead was a crying Cacturne.
“What’s wrong Cacturne? Where’s Topaz?” Scorch asked alarmed.In between sniffles, Scorch could barely decipher what the crow was trying to say. “W- when he saw you being asleep or w- what was happening, h- he volunteered to take your place!” She cried loudly again. Scorch looked at the screen and saw Topaz standing before the beast.
“You wanted entertainment, why didn’t you say so?” Topaz asked the beast. The beast replied by means of its telepathic ability. It is much more fun to torture. Why would you interrupt the dragon’s dream? Why not escape yourself?
“Well it’s not really in my nature to abandon my friends. Why are you looking for entertainment and why in such a way?” Topaz queried. *Ever since I awoke, I have been bored. Your world means nothing to me now. Too much goodness. So I torture while I wait. The pain on your faces is the best. It makes me laugh!* The beast laughed a huge growl. *Now entertain me! Or you will be vaporized!* “Well I’ll have you know that vaporisation without representation is against the constitution. Still I’ll see what I can do. Been a magician for plenty of my friends' parties.” Topaz took a long chain of bandannas out of one of his robe’s pockets. He kept pulling until he made a huge pile around him. On the end of was a pair of undies. The beast did little to react at this gag. The gryphon smiled nervously and dropped the undies. The gryphon took off his fedora and gagged. He reached up and took an egg out of his beak. He put inside the fedora and gagged again. Topaz took out another egg and the beast growled. *You are merely playing for time Topaz!* “No I’m not. It’s just that these things take time.” Topaz responded carefully. He placed his fedora on the floor and shook the egg into the air. It immediately turned into a long white rope. The gryphon presented it, then he tied the two ends together. Topaz held the loop he had created and mimed cutting it. The rope split in half and Topaz untied the other ends. Now he had two pieces of rope. By this time, he could sense the beast was getting impatient. Topaz did a little dance as he did a complicated knot. When he was done, the gryphon stepped on one end off the rope and pulled the other. The rope had miraculously healed itself. *Child’s play Topaz. Child’s play.* The beast criticized. “Perhaps. But then again, we’re going to play with fire.” Topaz lifted his fedora from the ground. He placed the white rope inside it and let go of the fedora. It magically floated in the air. Topaz waved his hand about and a candle and bandanna appeared. The bandanna caught on fire and Topaz lit the candle with it. When he was done, the gryphon threw the bandanna away. Topaz lowered the candle into the fedora until the inside caught fire. Topaz fanned the smoke away and he took a silver snake out of it; it hissing with contempt at its handler. *You forget mortal, you are in the domain of fire.* The beast reminded him. Topaz said nothing as he spun around. When he faced the beast again, the gryphon was holding a sword. “I’ve noticed that you seem connected to his land or realm or what you want to call it. The floor seems to be an organ connected to you.” The gryphon said, his tone dead serious. “If you can use it to hurt me and my friends, I can use it to hurt you in turn.” The beast was puzzled about this until Topaz stabbed the floor in front of him. Everything became pain and fire. The gryphon saw red as he replaced his fedora on his head and ran to the door where his friends were behind. He opened it and everything became black.The moon shone upon the courtyard again. Students would have been shocked to see a door sitting in the middle, and even surprised to see two gryphons, a crow and a dragon burst forward from the door. The four creatures laid on the floor, tired as the door slipped into the shadows, smoldering.
Scorch stood up first and he knew what he had to do. He ran to the G section, looking for Ignis’s dorm. He was stumbling by the time he knocked on G38. The out-of-breath dragon looked at the she-wolf in front of him as the door opened. Ignis was already in her robe and she was carrying a tub of strawberry ice cream. “What are you doing here Scorch? Oh my gosh! Your suit is burned!” The she-wolf exclaimed. “I don’t care. But I’ve realized something. I love you, and I want you to be my girlfriend no matter what.” Scorch drew Ignis for a kiss. The she-wolf didn’t complain and she closed her eyes. The strawberry ice cream fell upon the ground as the moon rose.Tune in tomorrow morning, evening for you furs on the other side of the world, for the Ninth and final part of "The Ordeals of Tirescade." Please post comments/questions/editing if you have any. Thanks for reading you guys. You all are awesome.
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