I'm Fry, a doodler, writer, aspiring singer/songwriter, and sort-of youtuber (check me out!) goofin' around on the interwebs Soli Deo Gloria(Sed servus eius crustulum vult) I'm a disabled, neurodivergent, dumpster fire, and somewhat of a clown, but I do my best :3 Crafter of Constellations, vocaloid enjoyer, waluigi’s #1 fan, space alien, undead cutie pie, danganer of ronpas, and certified silly goose Internet big sib to aspeninthetrees, TheGatoLover, (and hopefully more)
A small human man is relaxing outside the inn. He keeps checking his pocketwatch
A wolf ambles up to his spot in the grass and lies down beside him, dropping an envelope in his lap. He gives the wolf a scratch and reads the letter
*im open*
"You seem pretty anxious..." a sleepy, fluffy haired wolfkind points out from nearby, leaning against the building
"I'm not sure i do, mate" he is only half-paying attention
"Ya keep checking your watch." he shrugs
"yeah, I have a job to do."
*you keep appearing at random times, I was boutta go to bed*
"May I ask what kind?"
"Just gotta pick up some friends once they get back from a trip."
"They'll probably be hungry, huh?" he chuckles. "How about I make you and your pals a meal?"
*i must go, I told my bf I was going to bed over half an hour ago, and he demanded I get some rest.*
*goodnight*
"We'll be--" he is interrupted by a wolf tugging on his pant leg. "Okay raven. We'll take it"
here
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I'm Fry, a doodler, writer, aspiring singer/songwriter, and sort-of youtuber (check me out!) goofin' around on the interwebs Soli Deo Gloria(Sed servus eius crustulum vult) I'm a disabled, neurodivergent, dumpster fire, and somewhat of a clown, but I do my best :3 Crafter of Constellations, vocaloid enjoyer, waluigi’s #1 fan, space alien, undead cutie pie, danganer of ronpas, and certified silly goose Internet big sib to aspeninthetrees, TheGatoLover, (and hopefully more)
He still doesn’t know how to react, so he just softly smiles “I’m honored by the thought. Is this a choice all three of you agree on?”
“I shouldn’t be trusted… I shouldn’t do anything… I don’t regret wanting to protect you… but I regret thinking you needed protection from me.” He says, his claws barely kept from his arms, closing his eyes.
He gets three soft pecks on the forehead.
"Stop. Listen." she snaps her fingers. "You are the love of my life, and it means everything to me that you want to protect me. I'm not entirely upset, because you were thinking of me. Okay?"
He blushes the slightest bit, looking to each of them “I guess there’s my answer.” He chuckles softly, “I wouldn’t be against dating you beautiful ladies, certainly.”
When she snaps he opens his eyes, focuses on her. He nods along with her words, his eyes wetting the slightest bit, though he keeps himself from crying, looking back down once she’s done talking “Yes… I’m sorry… I won’t do it ever again… I love you.”
"Oh, it wouldn't be a commitment." she says, shaking her head. "Just company."
She clings to him and roots around in his hair. "I love you too..."
*Why is it that all your characters breakdown when I yell at them?...*
*Because all of my characters are a bunch of charming soy bois?*
“I can do that too, be the company you need until you get someone to replace me.” He says, nodding along, “im fine with that.”
He puffs softly at what are basically pets, nuzzling up against her, his claws going back into his fingers.
*I have come back to gay, to gender, and to furry :3*
*hiii I want all those things*
*Don't we all? Except for straight people, people without gender, and non furries of course*
*which of my floofs do you want?*
*Have any fembois?*
*no, but I can whip one up or bring one here, what species do you prefer?*
*I'm good with any :3*
Any passersby report that there's a monster in the lake, when in fact is is just Finn. Finn is a 5'3 tabaxi with unique properties, a sharkkind father and a nebulous skin that changes colors based on his mood
A bronze dragon with some jewelry and goggles has gone to see what is happening over in the lake. They are currently disguised as a bronze dragonborn
A small human man is relaxing outside the inn. He keeps checking his pocketwatch
A wolf ambles up to his spot in the grass and lies down beside him, dropping an envelope in his lap. He gives the wolf a scratch and reads the letter
*im open*
"You seem pretty anxious..." a sleepy, fluffy haired wolfkind points out from nearby, leaning against the building
"I'm not sure i do, mate" he is only half-paying attention
"Ya keep checking your watch." he shrugs
"yeah, I have a job to do."
*you keep appearing at random times, I was boutta go to bed*
"May I ask what kind?"
"Just gotta pick up some friends once they get back from a trip."
"They'll probably be hungry, huh?" he chuckles. "How about I make you and your pals a meal?"
*i must go, I told my bf I was going to bed over half an hour ago, and he demanded I get some rest.*
*goodnight*
"We'll be--" he is interrupted by a wolf tugging on his pant leg. "Okay raven. We'll take it"
here
"Perfect." he smiles. "Hope you guys like bacon and eggs."
"Sounds good." he grins. "Raven?" he turns to the wolf. "Go on and get changed, kid, they'll be here soon." The wolf ambles off into the woods.
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I'm Fry, a doodler, writer, aspiring singer/songwriter, and sort-of youtuber (check me out!) goofin' around on the interwebs Soli Deo Gloria(Sed servus eius crustulum vult) I'm a disabled, neurodivergent, dumpster fire, and somewhat of a clown, but I do my best :3 Crafter of Constellations, vocaloid enjoyer, waluigi’s #1 fan, space alien, undead cutie pie, danganer of ronpas, and certified silly goose Internet big sib to aspeninthetrees, TheGatoLover, (and hopefully more)
"Perfect." he smiles. "Hope you guys like bacon and eggs."
"Sounds good." he grins. "Raven?" he turns to the wolf. "Go on and get changed, kid, they'll be here soon." The wolf ambles off into the woods.
"Changed?" he asks, confused.
"Yeah, they're a shifter." he gets up and stretches, checking his watch one last time. "The gang should be coming right about--" He's cut off by a scribbling sound as a rift that looks like it's drawn in charcoal appears in the air. Out comes a gnome in a cowl and goggles, and a tall human lady who resembles the man you've been talking to, the rift closing behind them as the gnome closes a notebook. The lady steps forward and points the tip of her umbrella at the wolfkind, asking the man in a thick cockney accent "Who's this?"
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I'm Fry, a doodler, writer, aspiring singer/songwriter, and sort-of youtuber (check me out!) goofin' around on the interwebs Soli Deo Gloria(Sed servus eius crustulum vult) I'm a disabled, neurodivergent, dumpster fire, and somewhat of a clown, but I do my best :3 Crafter of Constellations, vocaloid enjoyer, waluigi’s #1 fan, space alien, undead cutie pie, danganer of ronpas, and certified silly goose Internet big sib to aspeninthetrees, TheGatoLover, (and hopefully more)
"Perfect." he smiles. "Hope you guys like bacon and eggs."
"Sounds good." he grins. "Raven?" he turns to the wolf. "Go on and get changed, kid, they'll be here soon." The wolf ambles off into the woods.
"Changed?" he asks, confused.
"Yeah, they're a shifter." he gets up and stretches, checking his watch one last time. "The gang should be coming right about--" He's cut off by a scribbling sound as a rift that looks like it's drawn in charcoal appears in the air. Out comes a gnome in a cowl and goggles, and a tall human lady who resembles the man you've been talking to, the rift closing behind them as the gnome closes a notebook. The lady steps forward and points the tip of her umbrella at the wolfkind, asking the man in a thick cockney accent "Who's this?"
"Just a friend, really..'
"Just a friend?" she grins mockingly at the man. "You sly dog, Joel!"
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I'm Fry, a doodler, writer, aspiring singer/songwriter, and sort-of youtuber (check me out!) goofin' around on the interwebs Soli Deo Gloria(Sed servus eius crustulum vult) I'm a disabled, neurodivergent, dumpster fire, and somewhat of a clown, but I do my best :3 Crafter of Constellations, vocaloid enjoyer, waluigi’s #1 fan, space alien, undead cutie pie, danganer of ronpas, and certified silly goose Internet big sib to aspeninthetrees, TheGatoLover, (and hopefully more)
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Happy saturday!
I'm Fry, a doodler, writer, aspiring singer/songwriter, and sort-of youtuber (check me out!) goofin' around on the interwebs
Soli Deo Gloria(Sed servus eius crustulum vult)
I'm a disabled, neurodivergent, dumpster fire, and somewhat of a clown, but I do my best :3
Crafter of Constellations, vocaloid enjoyer, waluigi’s #1 fan, space alien, undead cutie pie, danganer of ronpas, and certified silly goose
Internet big sib to aspeninthetrees, TheGatoLover, (and hopefully more)
*henlo*
Sig but long ^w^
Gulpmissle Day, Saturday, Feburay 15th, 2025
'Naner Day, Tuesday, March 3rd, 2026
💛🤍💜🖤 🩷💛💙
Salem has dubbed me Fellow Pancake of The Fox.
Henlo, I am a pan, NB, chaotic ADHD mess of a furry.
I am also a eepy eeper, who likes WoF, WC, and fire.
here
I'm Fry, a doodler, writer, aspiring singer/songwriter, and sort-of youtuber (check me out!) goofin' around on the interwebs
Soli Deo Gloria(Sed servus eius crustulum vult)
I'm a disabled, neurodivergent, dumpster fire, and somewhat of a clown, but I do my best :3
Crafter of Constellations, vocaloid enjoyer, waluigi’s #1 fan, space alien, undead cutie pie, danganer of ronpas, and certified silly goose
Internet big sib to aspeninthetrees, TheGatoLover, (and hopefully more)
*Because all of my characters are a bunch of charming soy bois?*
“I can do that too, be the company you need until you get someone to replace me.” He says, nodding along, “im fine with that.”
He puffs softly at what are basically pets, nuzzling up against her, his claws going back into his fingers.
A bronze dragon with some jewelry and goggles has gone to see what is happening over in the lake. They are currently disguised as a bronze dragonborn
Sig but long ^w^
Gulpmissle Day, Saturday, Feburay 15th, 2025
'Naner Day, Tuesday, March 3rd, 2026
💛🤍💜🖤 🩷💛💙
Salem has dubbed me Fellow Pancake of The Fox.
Henlo, I am a pan, NB, chaotic ADHD mess of a furry.
I am also a eepy eeper, who likes WoF, WC, and fire.
She beams and nods "I wanna spend time with you." She nuzzles them.
Anson fights them a bit, being a rock against their gentle nudges.
𝔾𝕖𝕥 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕠𝕡 𝕤𝕙𝕖𝕝𝕗, 𝕕𝕠𝕦𝕓𝕝𝕖 𝕣𝕠𝕔𝕜𝕤, 𝕡𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕔𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝕀'𝕧𝕖 𝕞𝕚𝕤𝕤𝕖𝕕 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕦𝕟𝕖 𝕠𝕗 𝕥𝕦𝕞𝕓𝕝𝕖𝕣𝕤 𝕔𝕝𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
𝔻𝕖𝕒𝕝 𝕞𝕖 𝕚𝕟, 𝕜𝕚𝕔𝕜 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕚𝕟 𝕦𝕡 𝕒 𝕟𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝔻𝕚𝕧𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕚𝕟 𝕢𝕦𝕚𝕔𝕜𝕤𝕒𝕟𝕕'𝕤 𝕗𝕒𝕤𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕟 𝕤𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
*oops gtg*
Sig but long ^w^
Gulpmissle Day, Saturday, Feburay 15th, 2025
'Naner Day, Tuesday, March 3rd, 2026
💛🤍💜🖤 🩷💛💙
Salem has dubbed me Fellow Pancake of The Fox.
Henlo, I am a pan, NB, chaotic ADHD mess of a furry.
I am also a eepy eeper, who likes WoF, WC, and fire.
"Sounds good." he grins. "Raven?" he turns to the wolf. "Go on and get changed, kid, they'll be here soon." The wolf ambles off into the woods.
I'm Fry, a doodler, writer, aspiring singer/songwriter, and sort-of youtuber (check me out!) goofin' around on the interwebs
Soli Deo Gloria(Sed servus eius crustulum vult)
I'm a disabled, neurodivergent, dumpster fire, and somewhat of a clown, but I do my best :3
Crafter of Constellations, vocaloid enjoyer, waluigi’s #1 fan, space alien, undead cutie pie, danganer of ronpas, and certified silly goose
Internet big sib to aspeninthetrees, TheGatoLover, (and hopefully more)
He is still alive, but he’s definitely not awake, and this is more than sleep deprivation.
(That is faster than 12.)
*Hey yall, I have a bit of a headache. I am gonna go for right now. Ill try and be on as soon as possible.*
𝔾𝕖𝕥 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕠𝕡 𝕤𝕙𝕖𝕝𝕗, 𝕕𝕠𝕦𝕓𝕝𝕖 𝕣𝕠𝕔𝕜𝕤, 𝕡𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕔𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝕀'𝕧𝕖 𝕞𝕚𝕤𝕤𝕖𝕕 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕦𝕟𝕖 𝕠𝕗 𝕥𝕦𝕞𝕓𝕝𝕖𝕣𝕤 𝕔𝕝𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
𝔻𝕖𝕒𝕝 𝕞𝕖 𝕚𝕟, 𝕜𝕚𝕔𝕜 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕚𝕟 𝕦𝕡 𝕒 𝕟𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝔻𝕚𝕧𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕚𝕟 𝕢𝕦𝕚𝕔𝕜𝕤𝕒𝕟𝕕'𝕤 𝕗𝕒𝕤𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕟 𝕤𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
"Yeah, they're a shifter." he gets up and stretches, checking his watch one last time. "The gang should be coming right about--"
He's cut off by a scribbling sound as a rift that looks like it's drawn in charcoal appears in the air. Out comes a gnome in a cowl and goggles, and a tall human lady who resembles the man you've been talking to, the rift closing behind them as the gnome closes a notebook. The lady steps forward and points the tip of her umbrella at the wolfkind, asking the man in a thick cockney accent "Who's this?"
I'm Fry, a doodler, writer, aspiring singer/songwriter, and sort-of youtuber (check me out!) goofin' around on the interwebs
Soli Deo Gloria(Sed servus eius crustulum vult)
I'm a disabled, neurodivergent, dumpster fire, and somewhat of a clown, but I do my best :3
Crafter of Constellations, vocaloid enjoyer, waluigi’s #1 fan, space alien, undead cutie pie, danganer of ronpas, and certified silly goose
Internet big sib to aspeninthetrees, TheGatoLover, (and hopefully more)
"Just a friend?" she grins mockingly at the man. "You sly dog, Joel!"
I'm Fry, a doodler, writer, aspiring singer/songwriter, and sort-of youtuber (check me out!) goofin' around on the interwebs
Soli Deo Gloria(Sed servus eius crustulum vult)
I'm a disabled, neurodivergent, dumpster fire, and somewhat of a clown, but I do my best :3
Crafter of Constellations, vocaloid enjoyer, waluigi’s #1 fan, space alien, undead cutie pie, danganer of ronpas, and certified silly goose
Internet big sib to aspeninthetrees, TheGatoLover, (and hopefully more)