FurriesOkay, this has been getting on my nerves for a long time now...Furries by jade8921
People call anthro furry. They can't get it through their thick heads that a furry is a person. the art style itself is anthro, short for anthropomorphic. Look it up.
That isn't the main thing though. People just misunderstand the furry fandom in general. I, myself am a extremely dedicated furry. It is just who I am. All people think furries are are freaks who draw porn and wish they were animals..... WRONG!!!! There are some people who draw yiff, but that is the bad side of the fandom. There is so much more to it than that. Also, just because someone draws anthro that doesn't automatically make them a furry. I am SICK of people being freaked out by furries, disgusted, or anything like that because all they know is the weird side of the fandom. There are sane people who simply enjoy anthro art, making fursuits, and maybe going to some furry cons. Now, I know not everyone thinks like this, and i thank you for tha
Overcome Fear (Based Upon a True Story)"Run!" my brother demanded as he shoved me further away from with a tight grip on my arm.Overcome Fear (Based Upon a True Story) by angelaffleck
"No! I need to help, Mom," I exclaimed and escaped his grasp and dart away into the evergreen woods.
The day was August 3rd, and night was eating away at the pleasant indigo sky. The sun crept beyond the five acres of land my family owned and faded slowly behind the far houses in the country. Burnt orange and scarlet effulgent light glimmered amidst the dark, knee-high green grasslands spread across this lovely place. Parts of the sun's heavenly rays skimmed the darkness of my room in search for me. I was crouched far into the ebony corner and had my ears covered from the mayhem that had been set forth in the living room. My partners were fighting again, third time today. Their yells were ferocious roars of the lion kingdom, and their words were jagged daggers released in a bombing of curses. They were really at it and now all that needed to be happen was
My older brother, Ty, bursts through
A WOLF IN THE NIGHT Original"911 what is the nature of your emergency," the operator asked, noting the time was three a.m.A WOLF IN THE NIGHT Original by ulyferal
"HELP! HE'S KILLING ME...," screamed a male voice.
"Who's killing you, sir....sir?" She asked anxiously, but the phone had been dropped and all she could hear was the horrifying sounds of someone screaming, curses being hurled from another male voice, then snarls of some beast, more screams which curdled her blood before a door banged loudly and the screams and growls faded away. Badly shaken, the operator hurriedly signaled the police but she had a feeling it was already too late.
Thirty minutes after receiving the call of a possible homicide, Officers Binns and Ren of the Tucson Police Department pulled into the drive of a house located outside the city limits on a dirt road. Every light was on and a single vehicle was parked nearby. With grim faces, the two climbed out of their car and approached the dilapidated house cautiously, guns drawn. Making as little nois
SmileAlways smiling shylySmile by menmoli
because she never liked her smile,
she never thought it was perfect,
always so self-conscious,
trying to hide somehow what she disliked.
Until someone came along,
looked at her
and said her smile was perfect.
He told her there was nothing more beautiful that her smile.
He said that he could spend hours looking at her smiling
and that he loved to see her laughing.
Then she lifted her head
and smiled broadly from then on,
a big smile,
a happy smile
from side to side,
just for that one
who gets weak in the knees
when she smiles.
Sometimes we need someone else
to see what is good in us.