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Some Pride Ko-fi doodles for some lovely folks done during Pride month :)

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revenge for @hippie-dingo

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When the illness you have causes symptoms

This isn’t the gif i was looking for but I’m kind of enamored by it. Die white boy

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( <= green bean

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I can take a few more now that I have the lion's share of my que whooped. Unfortunately bills are a recurring annoyance lol

Now with an an actual info page. commissionashley.weebly.com/icons.html

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When both your heads share your thoughts there's only so much you can do

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Your hometown has “culture,” but does it have a 13 foot, bright orange, bug-eyed t-rex with weirdly human teeth

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I've just discovered how to take high quality screenshots so I guess I now know what I'll be doing for a while

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(Credits to u/TheQWERTYKeys on reddit!)

When you got home late today, there was this strange box on the front door. There is no adress written on it, so you assume it wasn't delivered.

You bring it inside and put it on the kitchen table and read the text on it: "Furry mistery box". You never asked for anything like this and never showed any interest in the furry fandom at all.

You doubt if it's really for you, but when you open it, there is a big card with your name written on it in black ink. Under it, it is just written "Welcome".

After you take the card out of the inside of the box, it finally hits you.

The smell, the smell hits you.

Inside, there was just fur. Bloody cat, dog and whatever else fur.

And as you retreat with repulsion, you notice that there is something poking out, peeking thust enough to be noticeable, while being almost entirely covered in bloody animal fur.

You grab the exposed end of the object and slowly pull it out in order to not spill anything.

After it is all out of the box, you realize what it is...

It's a severed deer antler.

You throw it at the door, it's disgusting. But as you go grab it to throw it in the trash bin outside, you hear loud mouthbreathing right outside your door.

For a second, you retreat, before getting your mouth covered with a cloroform soaked rag and passing out right then and there. The only thing you could feel before you closed your eyes, was fur.

You wake up, tied down to a chair, feeling hot and smelling awful, turned to the glass door of your living room. Outside, there are furries in fursuits, a lot of them, standing in the moonlight, looking straight at you.

You hear it again, the mouthbreathing, this time, right behind you. You try to look at who is there, but you can only see a light yellow fursuit.

Now you notice something. Why it was so hot. Why the awful smell coming from you.

You're dressed as they are. You're only missing the head.

The mouthbreather walks in front of you, and you see that in his hands there is a military knife and the antler. You look at their face. Their lynx head turning slightly. And then they start.

The lynx drenches you in a strange, clear liquid, right before feeling the knife being inserted inside your mouth. You try to scream, but you can't. There was something else in the chloroform.

You feel excruciating pain as the mouthbreather cuts off your tongue. You see them pulling out the severed flesh off your mouth, right before they slowly insert the antler in your mouth.

It tears your insides as you choke on it, and you feel the blood from your esophagus falling into your stomach. Blood starts dripping from your mouth and falling into your lap.

You feel sick. Blood is where it shouldn't be. The blood from your mouth makes the brown fur of the fursuit you've been forced into red.

As they push it deeper, they break your teeth and jaw, and now it goes in a lot easier.

They stop and stare at your bloody face. They get behind you again.

The furries are still outside, still staring. In the same spot. In the same pose. You start to think the're all dummies.

The lynx covers your head, and you only see darkness.

You start fading, you feel weak. And then, you start seeing your living room again.

You look around and the lynx unties you. You hear a masculine voice coming from them.

–It's alright now, you're alright. You can stop being afraid.

You want to say something, but stay silent. You see that their eyes move, and they didn't before.

–We've been observing you. We've been noticing things about you, and now, it's okay. You're alright.

There was something weirdly conforting about the way he spoke.

–We made this fursuit just for you. It's your favourite animal, isn't it?

You notice that the sound isn't coming from inside the fursuit, instead, it's coming from it's mouth.

–We chose today, because we knew what is today, and we knew you'd be late.

No, no! There is no way! They can't! They-

–Today's your sister's death anniversary. And you stopped by her grave. That gave us time to prepare all of this for you. You are now free, and you are finally yourself.

You finally notice, that you are seeing everything from your fursuit's eyes.

–We're your new family now, and you're one of us.

The lynx hugs you. You are still in shock. That is not real, that is not.

But you see now, the furries in your backyard are moving.

The lynx holds your hand, and you feel his touch. He brings you outside, to the middle of the street, and the others follow.

And as you walk with them, you finally speak.

–Why?

–Because we care about you.

"Was that really? Did... did that just happen? It's too much. Am i on board with this? Am i crazy? Should i go with it?"

Toughts, just toughts. You know that you're safe now. You're safe with them.

The lynx gives you something, a box, and you ask them:

–Where are we going?

–We're going to another house.

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Happy pride month! I'm not very into drawing but I've taken a liking to making images on Roblox! Take this piece where I've discovered the dynamic faces and played with the background some more lol

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The ends justifies the means

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💜💚🤍🖤 Aro and Ace dragons flying in to celebrate Aroweek!

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Me, fluffy dergshork, and barely awake. ☕🌀

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Duane Michael, Christ in New York, 1981. "Christ cries when he sees a young woman who has died during an illegal abortion," "Christ eats dog food with an old Ukrainian lady in Brooklyn," and "Christ is beaten defending a homosexual."

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the contrabass saxophone is such an absurd instrument

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what are they watching? 🍿✨

<finished ych commission>

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Now I'm not a mashup guy but this one made me higher than the empire state

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If you see this you are OBLIGATED to reblog w/ the song currently stuck in your head :)