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  1. I found an awesome work in progress #Feral #Furry #TF #comic just now, by "mrmetamorphica", and I love it...

    CW: e6, questionable, and likely headed for pornographic.
    ||e621.net/pools/58104 ||

  2. CW: NSFW: May turn erotic. Queer Furry Scifi, living pooltoy, talking quadruped

    (( Forgot to tag this initially, but oh hey, this one contains #pooltoy / #RubberFur and #quadruped / #feral #furry stuff. So consider reading it if you're into that. Moving on... ))

    The inflated kangaroo paddled gently around on the surface, her big feet and hands the only part of her she could easily get under the water. She saw her friend dive once again, and stuck whole face under the surface to watch.

    Under the water, the leopard's lithe and agile form darted about. She'd learned by now how to swim like a real wild leopard, wiggling her body like a fish, twisting about, slipping up to the surface to catch a breath before swooping back in.

    After a few minutes of this, she had to fully breach the surface, throwing her hair back as she panted.

    "Hokay... That feels aerobic, right?" she grinned.

    The pooltoy shrugged, "I dunno, I haven't exercised since we were in middle school remember?"

    She did remember: her friend had managed to avoid any sort of actual PE classes when they were in high school, and had become a pooltoy mere days after she turned old enough to get that kind of extreme change done, making any sort of exercise pointless anyway: pooltoys were always in shape, said shape usually being round, so long as they had air inside them to keep it that way.

    The leopard, on the other hand, had an affinity for things like track, gymnastics, and swimming, to the point people had mistaken her for a large cheetah when she was younger. Of course, at this point she'd be barred from do it competitively, due to all the physical augmentations, but that had never been the point: she liked moving her body.

    Her friend, on the other hand, liked lying still, sometimes passing for an inanimate object.

    The leopard was considering going back under, when they heard the automated door from the hall slide open.

  3. A kind favor a while back is biting me in the butt.

    So I'm trying to recoup and hosting an emergency comm sale. I need about $150 total
    I'll draw basically anything!

    $15 Digital art
    $30 Traditional/Animation (plus applicable shipping)

    Extra characters/BG will be +50%.
    ___

    In addition!
    I rediscovered a design I did a while back (2020) for a casual "design a sparkledog" contest.

    I figured I'd offer her for adoption? ~Vintage~
    ych.commishes.com/auction/show
    ___

    ko-fi.com/zafuel

    #art #mastoart #creativetoot #furryartist #feral #adoptable #commission #commissions #traditionalArt #emergencycomms #emergencymutualaid #emergencycrowdfund #mutualaid #mutualaidrequest

  4. A kind favor a while back is biting me in the butt.

    So I'm trying to recoup and hosting an emergency comm sale. I need about $150 total
    I'll draw basically anything!

    $15 Digital art
    $30 Traditional/Animation (plus applicable shipping)

    Extra characters/BG will be +50%.
    ___

    In addition!
    I rediscovered a design I did a while back (2020) for a casual "design a sparkledog" contest.

    I figured I'd offer her for adoption? ~Vintage~
    ych.commishes.com/auction/show
    ___

    ko-fi.com/zafuel

    #art #mastoart #creativetoot #furryartist #feral #adoptable #commission #commissions #traditionalArt #emergencycomms #emergencymutualaid #emergencycrowdfund #mutualaid #mutualaidrequest

  5. #MissKittyPolitics You are safer around #razorbacks than around the #GOP. I think #FERAL is the word for the GOP today. I pray that a life of hard labor is not considered inhumane punishment for these #criminals once we get them in #Orange. #Republicans are an existential threat to America.

    ICE bans hugging inside Califo...

  6. CW: NSFW: Random Queer Furry Scifi Writing that may or may not go somewhere explicit / erotic...

    Random microfic from my #queer #furry #erotica setting, #Modders, with all the #transformation and #futurism stuff going on, with #pooltoy and #feral, because that's what goes through my head...

    ========

    The white-coated leopard strode down the hallway, past windows looking down upon the city streets several stories below. The blue hair on her head bobbed gently, along with the chrome bracelets loosely dangling from all four paws, the only other thing the quadrupedal feline wore being a small vest which was more for pockets than anything, as it didn't even reach past her ribcage.

    As she passed through the next building, a voice called to her from a side hall...

    "Oh hey! Right on time!"

    She glanced up to see a large blue and black kangaroo bounding awkwardly towards her, each step carrying an exceptional amount of bounce through the inflated frame, plastic exterior shining from the lights of the hall.

    "Hey, that is good timing isn't it?" she greeted, turning to keep walking alongside her. She glanced down at the only thing the pooltoy was wearing, a pair of roo-sized shoes, "you uh... Worried about stepping on something sharp?"

    "Hmm? Oh, no, the bottoms of my feet are actually kinda solid, weighting and all that." the pooltoy explained, "These actually have extra weight in them to make it easier to run."

    "Ohhh, see I always thought it was like a protective thing." the leopard's brain started churning, "Yeah I guess weighting would be a thing you have to worry about wouldn't it."

    The pooltoy nodded, "Yeah, I'm not exactly entirely vinyl and air, but my body is a lot less dense than an actual animal's... Speaking of, you're still on all fours?"

    "Yeah, I uh... I wasn't gonna do it this long but... I dunno, I like something about it and it's just not as much of a hassle as I thought it'd be." she tilted her head from side to side, "This might end up being a permanent thing at this point."

    "Yeah, I get what you mean: I did some rounding on my hands for a party last year and uh..." She held up a hand that was more a circle with pointed nubs, "It just... It's a good look, and way easier to live with than I realized."

    "I think a lot of stuff is like that," the leopard noted, "Like, change seems like a big deal until you get used to it, then it's just a thing that used to be different."

    ( continued in thread )

  7. CW: NSFW: Random Queer Furry Scifi Writing that may or may not go somewhere explicit / erotic...

    Random microfic from my #queer #furry #erotica setting, #Modders, with all the #transformation and #futurism stuff going on, with #pooltoy and #feral, because that's what goes through my head...

    ========

    The white-coated leopard strode down the hallway, past windows looking down upon the city streets several stories below. The blue hair on her head bobbed gently, along with the chrome bracelets loosely dangling from all four paws, the only other thing the quadrupedal feline wore being a small vest which was more for pockets than anything, as it didn't even reach past her ribcage.

    As she passed through the next building, a voice called to her from a side hall...

    "Oh hey! Right on time!"

    She glanced up to see a large blue and black kangaroo bounding awkwardly towards her, each step carrying an exceptional amount of bounce through the inflated frame, plastic exterior shining from the lights of the hall.

    "Hey, that is good timing isn't it?" she greeted, turning to keep walking alongside her. She glanced down at the only thing the pooltoy was wearing, a pair of roo-sized shoes, "you uh... Worried about stepping on something sharp?"

    "Hmm? Oh, no, the bottoms of my feet are actually kinda solid, weighting and all that." the pooltoy explained, "These actually have extra weight in them to make it easier to run."

    "Ohhh, see I always thought it was like a protective thing." the leopard's brain started churning, "Yeah I guess weighting would be a thing you have to worry about wouldn't it."

    The pooltoy nodded, "Yeah, I'm not exactly entirely vinyl and air, but my body is a lot less dense than an actual animal's... Speaking of, you're still on all fours?"

    "Yeah, I uh... I wasn't gonna do it this long but... I dunno, I like something about it and it's just not as much of a hassle as I thought it'd be." she tilted her head from side to side, "This might end up being a permanent thing at this point."

    "Yeah, I get what you mean: I did some rounding on my hands for a party last year and uh..." She held up a hand that was more a circle with pointed nubs, "It just... It's a good look, and way easier to live with than I realized."

    "I think a lot of stuff is like that," the leopard noted, "Like, change seems like a big deal until you get used to it, then it's just a thing that used to be different."

    ( continued in thread )

  8. CW: NSFW: Random Queer Furry Scifi Writing that may or may not go somewhere explicit / erotic...

    Random microfic from my #queer #furry #erotica setting, #Modders, with all the #transformation and #futurism stuff going on, with #pooltoy and #feral, because that's what goes through my head...

    ========

    The white-coated leopard strode down the hallway, past windows looking down upon the city streets several stories below. The blue hair on her head bobbed gently, along with the chrome bracelets loosely dangling from all four paws, the only other thing the quadrupedal feline wore being a small vest which was more for pockets than anything, as it didn't even reach past her ribcage.

    As she passed through the next building, a voice called to her from a side hall...

    "Oh hey! Right on time!"

    She glanced up to see a large blue and black kangaroo bounding awkwardly towards her, each step carrying an exceptional amount of bounce through the inflated frame, plastic exterior shining from the lights of the hall.

    "Hey, that is good timing isn't it?" she greeted, turning to keep walking alongside her. She glanced down at the only thing the pooltoy was wearing, a pair of roo-sized shoes, "you uh... Worried about stepping on something sharp?"

    "Hmm? Oh, no, the bottoms of my feet are actually kinda solid, weighting and all that." the pooltoy explained, "These actually have extra weight in them to make it easier to run."

    "Ohhh, see I always thought it was like a protective thing." the leopard's brain started churning, "Yeah I guess weighting would be a thing you have to worry about wouldn't it."

    The pooltoy nodded, "Yeah, I'm not exactly entirely vinyl and air, but my body is a lot less dense than an actual animal's... Speaking of, you're still on all fours?"

    "Yeah, I uh... I wasn't gonna do it this long but... I dunno, I like something about it and it's just not as much of a hassle as I thought it'd be." she tilted her head from side to side, "This might end up being a permanent thing at this point."

    "Yeah, I get what you mean: I did some rounding on my hands for a party last year and uh..." She held up a hand that was more a circle with pointed nubs, "It just... It's a good look, and way easier to live with than I realized."

    "I think a lot of stuff is like that," the leopard noted, "Like, change seems like a big deal until you get used to it, then it's just a thing that used to be different."

    ( continued in thread )

  9. CW: NSFW: Random Queer Furry Scifi Writing that may or may not go somewhere explicit / erotic...

    Random microfic from my #queer #furry #erotica setting, #Modders, with all the #transformation and #futurism stuff going on, with #pooltoy and #feral, because that's what goes through my head...

    ========

    The white-coated leopard strode down the hallway, past windows looking down upon the city streets several stories below. The blue hair on her head bobbed gently, along with the chrome bracelets loosely dangling from all four paws, the only other thing the quadrupedal feline wore being a small vest which was more for pockets than anything, as it didn't even reach past her ribcage.

    As she passed through the next building, a voice called to her from a side hall...

    "Oh hey! Right on time!"

    She glanced up to see a large blue and black kangaroo bounding awkwardly towards her, each step carrying an exceptional amount of bounce through the inflated frame, plastic exterior shining from the lights of the hall.

    "Hey, that is good timing isn't it?" she greeted, turning to keep walking alongside her. She glanced down at the only thing the pooltoy was wearing, a pair of roo-sized shoes, "you uh... Worried about stepping on something sharp?"

    "Hmm? Oh, no, the bottoms of my feet are actually kinda solid, weighting and all that." the pooltoy explained, "These actually have extra weight in them to make it easier to run."

    "Ohhh, see I always thought it was like a protective thing." the leopard's brain started churning, "Yeah I guess weighting would be a thing you have to worry about wouldn't it."

    The pooltoy nodded, "Yeah, I'm not exactly entirely vinyl and air, but my body is a lot less dense than an actual animal's... Speaking of, you're still on all fours?"

    "Yeah, I uh... I wasn't gonna do it this long but... I dunno, I like something about it and it's just not as much of a hassle as I thought it'd be." she tilted her head from side to side, "This might end up being a permanent thing at this point."

    "Yeah, I get what you mean: I did some rounding on my hands for a party last year and uh..." She held up a hand that was more a circle with pointed nubs, "It just... It's a good look, and way easier to live with than I realized."

    "I think a lot of stuff is like that," the leopard noted, "Like, change seems like a big deal until you get used to it, then it's just a thing that used to be different."

    ( continued in thread )

  10. CW: NSFW: Random Queer Furry Scifi Writing that may or may not go somewhere explicit / erotic...

    Random microfic from my #queer #furry #erotica setting, #Modders, with all the #transformation and #futurism stuff going on, with #pooltoy and #feral, because that's what goes through my head...

    ========

    The white-coated leopard strode down the hallway, past windows looking down upon the city streets several stories below. The blue hair on her head bobbed gently, along with the chrome bracelets loosely dangling from all four paws, the only other thing the quadrupedal feline wore being a small vest which was more for pockets than anything, as it didn't even reach past her ribcage.

    As she passed through the next building, a voice called to her from a side hall...

    "Oh hey! Right on time!"

    She glanced up to see a large blue and black kangaroo bounding awkwardly towards her, each step carrying an exceptional amount of bounce through the inflated frame, plastic exterior shining from the lights of the hall.

    "Hey, that is good timing isn't it?" she greeted, turning to keep walking alongside her. She glanced down at the only thing the pooltoy was wearing, a pair of roo-sized shoes, "you uh... Worried about stepping on something sharp?"

    "Hmm? Oh, no, the bottoms of my feet are actually kinda solid, weighting and all that." the pooltoy explained, "These actually have extra weight in them to make it easier to run."

    "Ohhh, see I always thought it was like a protective thing." the leopard's brain started churning, "Yeah I guess weighting would be a thing you have to worry about wouldn't it."

    The pooltoy nodded, "Yeah, I'm not exactly entirely vinyl and air, but my body is a lot less dense than an actual animal's... Speaking of, you're still on all fours?"

    "Yeah, I uh... I wasn't gonna do it this long but... I dunno, I like something about it and it's just not as much of a hassle as I thought it'd be." she tilted her head from side to side, "This might end up being a permanent thing at this point."

    "Yeah, I get what you mean: I did some rounding on my hands for a party last year and uh..." She held up a hand that was more a circle with pointed nubs, "It just... It's a good look, and way easier to live with than I realized."

    "I think a lot of stuff is like that," the leopard noted, "Like, change seems like a big deal until you get used to it, then it's just a thing that used to be different."

    ( continued in thread )

  11. CW: feral (kinda) x viewer insert

    after so many long and dreary nights alone, your luck turns. you happen upon a fellow vagrant, and he makes for wonderful company. though, he has one small favor to ask. he's awfully pent up, you see. and those hands of yours are such marvelous appendages. wouldn't you help a new friend out?

    my half of an art trade with Angelhive~

    #sphinx #sequence #comic #nsfw #feral #feralnsfw #horsecock #anatomicallycorrect #cumshot #handjob

  12. 226 - X-Factor (vol. 5) #1 - 8/14/2024

    The beginning of the worst volume of X-Factor!

    Cover by Greg Land. Interiors by Mark Russell & Bob Quinn.

    #XmenADay #XMen #XFactor40 #XFactorV5 #Angel #Pyro #Feral #Havok #Frenzy

  13. CW: feral nudity

    Looks like you've caught Pharos' attention.

    Characters: furaffinity.net/user/sergeanth
    Artist: furaffinity.net/user/bleat-she

    Characters are ©sergeanthax, not for personal or commercial use. The art piece is the copyright of the artist.

    #nsfw #furry #furryart #female #hippogryph #wings #hooves #avian #hybrid #feral

  14. CW: feral nudity

    Looks like you've caught Pharos' attention.

    Characters: furaffinity.net/user/sergeanth
    Artist: furaffinity.net/user/bleat-she

    Characters are ©sergeanthax, not for personal or commercial use. The art piece is the copyright of the artist.

    #nsfw #furry #furryart #female #hippogryph #wings #hooves #avian #hybrid #feral

  15. Sarcasm – Lifeforce Omnibound Review By Alekhines Gun

    We get a lot of bold claims in the promo pit. It’s understandable; writing advertisements for music sounds like a thankless task, and no one is going to submit an album telling us that it’s a smidgen above mediocrity.1 No, everything death has to be the most moldy, blackened, the most evil, stoner the most groovy, and power the most disposable and ignored album we’ve ever heard in our life. Imagine my eyebrows raising, then, to discover a new offering from Swedish mainstays Sarcasm, who simply described themselves as being more than just Swedeath. Few genres in metal have such imposed and strict limitations, from guitar tones to riff stylings, and one second sampling Feral or Lik and their ilk make the expected sound clear from the get-go. Consequently, such a bold claim of genre transcendence stands out in the face of a sea of self-aggrandizement, and all I could think was the most un-sarcastic “Sold.”

    In order to be “more” than Swedeath, you still need the foundation to build on, and Sarcasm drapes their meat and lifeblood on the bones of great fossils of olde. Lifeforce Omnibound kicks off with a balls-out assault sounding composed by Vomitory but with a grasp of leads that seek to Dismember listeners far and wide. The path of the album is one that unfurls its more progressive tendencies the deeper you go, starting like a high-grade tribute to their 90s selves but getting more curious as it unfolds. “Altering the Perception” is a key example; starting off like a cut off of At the Gate’s At War With Reality, and featuring vibrant leads and a Gothenburg flavored stomp in its perpetual revolving assault. Suddenly, bursts of color reminiscent of Dark Tranquility emphasize transitional passages, and an overreliance on the stereotypical snare-and-bass drumbeat plaguing much of Swedeath is mercifully absent, instead featuring sudden aggressive riffing styles more reminiscent of New York-style brawl.

    The whole of Lifeforce Omnibound is riddled with such flourishes, working hard to buck genre expectations. “The Reward of Adversity” offers listeners a relaxing Wombbath with a full piano and violin break, which slots excellently between the 6/8 violence, while “Plunged Into a Paradox” channels the more progressive melodic tremolos from Analepsy’s Quiescence.2 Speaking of tremolos, much of the album comes with a distinctly blackened edge, especially with Jesper Ojala’s Watain-influenced drumming style, and vocalist Heval Bozarslan features a much higher range and sneering shriek compared to the genre’s usual guttural fare. “Wayward Fragments of Infinite Divisibility” flirts briefly with slam tendencies before collapsing into an absolute BOP of a china-and-high-hat centric dissonant riff modern Pestilence would be proud to sign their name to, only to rush into well executed melo-death shred prowess. Sarcasm have offered up an album which is loyal to its genre roots, but under no circumstances allows itself to sit still and be confined to its labels.

    All of these names and influences sound like this album could be an unfocused disaster, but nothing could be further from the truth. Compositional excellence allows Sarcasm to slide between moods like they were headbanging between the raindrops, and few elements detract from the overall experience. True, Lifeforce Omnibound does have more than a few spoken word sections, which halt the momentum as all spoken word sections in albums do. Regretfully, it also sounds like Sarcasm ran out of different ideas near the end, coasting to the finish line with a concluding track which is the most traditional sounding song on the album, albeit a quality one. Still, there’s always room for MOAR Swedeath in life, and for an ending to be merely anticlimactic is hardly the worst sin an album can commit.

    To my delighted surprise, Sarcasm did it. Lifeforce Omnibound is nominally Swedeath, and yet the sheer glut of sounds I hear pouring through my headphones shows a band not content to spin their wheels and live on the laurels of vintage sounds of yore. An excellent approach to disparaging elements and a seamless fusion of neighboring ones, Sarcasm have created an album that transcends the sum of its parts to be something truly enjoyable. If you’re one of those who have turned away from Swedeath due to a lack of growth in the sound, hop on this immediately. Yes, really.

    Rating: 3.5/5.0
    DR: 7 | Format Reviewed: 320 kbps mp3
    Label: Hammerheart Records
    Website: Album Bandcamp
    Releases Worldwide: May 29th, 2026

    #2026 #35 #Analepsy #AtTheGates #DarkTranquility #Dismember #Feral #HammerheartRecords #LifeforceOmnibound #LIK #May26 #Pestilence #Review #Reviews #Sarcasm #SwedishDeathMetal #Vomitory #Watain #Wommbath
  16. CW: jigglypuff pussy

    messing around with my art; jigglypuff pussy jumpscare 😊​:sapphic_heart:​:lesbian_heart:​

    #pokemon #jigglypuff #feral #nsfw #art

  17. Korp – And Darker It Shall Become Review

    By Alekhines Gun

    One of my favorite things about metal is how there’s always some name you’ve never heard of who helped kickstart (or at least evolve) our beloved genre. For every towering pillar we are all familiar with, there’s always a lesser heralded name toiling away in the shadows of history, making their unsung contributions to the development of sound and song. Today’s subject comes from Sweden under the moniker Korp (Swedish for “raven”), founded in the 90s and unleashing a trio of albums from ’97 to 2001 before calling it a day a few years later. They made a return in 2017, and a series of EPs in subsequent years have tenderized and marinated their comeback full-length, And Darker It Shall Become. I became interested in this release because the band marketed it as blackened Swedeath, a descriptor which is, for my ears, entirely unique. Blackened death in general is hardly new, but the idea of blackened Swedeath entices with the promises of a rare auditory savagery, so let’s see if this darkness is truly all-enveloping.

    And Darker It Shall Become is first and foremost hook-centric. Every song comes with some sort of main motif to embed itself into your earballs, with flurries and blasts surrounding to compensate. Cuts like “Heavens Ablaze” come out with a bounce to get noggins joggin and toes tapping, with the familiar guitar tone setting in like a warm blanket. The trademark buzzsaws are understated compared to the modern likes of Feral or the Entombed torch bearers, but compositions alternate between mid-paced heft and accelerated assaults. Vocalist Erik Hillströms helps with the blackened part of the mixture with a higher shriek of a pitch, as opposed to the more traditional guttural barking. Leads follow much more blackened patterns, with an emphasized use of tremolo runs to make up melodic themes in Necrophobic style, with the somewhat thicker chords there to add to the heaviness and the heft. “Furious Tempest Rise” is a fine blueprint of the style, with chug-fixated verses segueing into a prolonged blackened melody for a catchy chorus. Everything is well constructed and ultimately reliable.

    This dependability translates into solid performances across the board. Guitarists Kenny Olsson and Henke Westin serve up a nice collection of leads, with the melodies often taking the spotlight from the typical Swedeath chunk. Drummer Peter Andersson has an excellent sense of stylized restraint, switching up between double-bass attacks for riff emphasis, and snare blasting on occasion without an overreliance on vintage simple bass-and-snare beats. The majority of the songs devolve into mid-tempo bobbers with flourishes of speedy violence for variety, allowing him to show off a decent amount of beat-making skills. All songs are delivered with confidence, clearly bearing the mark of a band who know their trade and were around when it was being pushed into more extreme directions.

    The problem with And Darker It Shall Become is that in its well-assembled reliability, it fails to transcend into anything approaching long-term memorability. The fusion of Swedeath and “blackened” ingredients has resulted in such a middle-of-the-road mixture that no real element raises its head in superiority and force. Opening track “Blood Upon the Throne” sounds like a real winner, with a flourish of an isolated melody set against a mean chord progression which emphasizes the presence of both song-writing styles, but such moments of interest are fleeting and rare. Korp have cobbled together a batch of songs which are enjoyable while they are on, and there’s certainly no individual cut that one could deem “bad.” And yet, there’s something lacking; a clear X factor to push the music forward. The production doesn’t help, sacrificing the typical buzzsaws for a gentle hum to emphasize the leads, yet never presenting one worthy of the blackened greats in their ear-piercing violations. Instead of this being excellent death metal with a blackened flair, or enticing black metal with death’s sense of brutality, And Darker It Shall Become is a painful compromise between disparaging styles where both elements end up simultaneously subservient to each other, rendering the album less than the sum of its parts.

    Korp is comprised of competent musicians who know their way around crafting a mean tune, and yet I cannot help but leave And Darker It Shall Become underwhelmed. By fusing the two separate sounds of black and death into a very cohesive whole, the band has stripped away the essence of what makes both so riveting. This album lacks the bloodthirst and lethality of death metal, and also the barbarous evil of black metal, despite having the DNA strands of both flowing through its veins. Still, if you’re on the prowl for some fetching melodies and well-crafted, easily digested death, there are worse options out there.

    Rating: 2.5/5.0
    DR: 11 | Format Reviewed: 320 kbps mp3
    Label: Grind to Death Records
    Websites: Official Facebook Page | Album Bandcamp
    Releases Worldwide: September 5th, 2025

    #25 #2025 #AndDarkerItShallBecome #Entombed #Feral #GrindToDeathRecords #Korp #Necrophobic #Review #Reviews #Sep25 #SwedishDeathMetal