I may or may not have seen a comic demonstrating how enough pool toy… interaction… can affect buoyancy 👀
Joking aside though, they’re literally just pool toys except magically alive, so they just float like a normal pool toy.
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I may or may not have seen a comic demonstrating how enough pool toy… interaction… can affect buoyancy 👀
Joking aside though, they’re literally just pool toys except magically alive, so they just float like a normal pool toy.
How does that even happen? I know exactly the feelings you’re talking about, I think; but just… how did our brains decide being human just wasn’t who we are? Like, what the fuck lol.
Edit: also, why are so many therians foxes, dogs or wolves? I’m not sure I’ve ever seen bird, feline, lizard or other therians.
That is exactly what was going through my head, Mossy! Well, kinda. The other part is being like, “look, this may be a kink or fetish, but there’s plenty of sfw stuff; you don’t have to think it’s weird just because sex makes you uncomfy”. It sucks when people assume something you’re into is purely sexual because then social taboos kick in and you can’t talk about it anymore.
Imagine if you really liked plushies, enough so that you have a “plushsona”. You’re not into the sexual side of it, you just really, really like plushies, and you like telling people about the different names and personalities of your plushies. At some point someone gets it into their head that you’re actually aroused by your plushies and that you might even fuck them at night. Now everyone thinks it’s a fetish and no one wants to talk about your “”“perverted interests”“” anymore.
That’s why. That kinda shit sucks.
Edit: it feels kinda weird to admit this, but I honestly, unironically like furry porn for the artistic aspect of it. Sure, it makes me horny, but that’s not why I like it. If I wanted something to just get off to, AI has gotten good enough that I’m sure I could generate something that’d strike my fancy.
But that’s not why I enjoy it. I like the fact that you can see that, while cartoonish, stylized and hand-drawn, these are pictures of real people sharing real moments of intimacy with each other. The emotions, interactions, and so forth feel way more candid and vivid than anything else I’ve seen. You can tell that these characters all have their own back stories based on their designs, the way they carry themselves, the way they interact with one another, the words they use, the clothes they wear (or don’t wear), and so forth. They’re more real.
I don’t get that feeling from traditional pornography, hentai or rule34 stuff. It just doesn’t have the same… something.
That’s also why I don’t think furry artists need to be concerned with generative AI either. I’ve seen enough of both, and even though a lot of the AI stuff I’ve seen is probably good enough to fool 90% of skeptics while also being more photorealistic than most artists are probably capable of, yet I still vastly prefer human furry-made stuff. AI’s just eye-candy. It doesn’t have the same level of love and care put into it as most non-ai stuff.
I think it’s gonna get a lot worse, but if we can hold it together then it’ll be smooth sailing afterwards. Basically, I think we’re approaching several “Great Filters” and if we can get past them then we’ll be good.
Good point. I don’t tend to have order:(whatever) because I like seeing whatever new pops up. I forgot about e926.
Edit: forgot a word.
Basically that, lol. That said, the general vibe I’ve gotten from seeing plushie or pool toy art is that it’s less about mindless sex (compared to drone or doll transformation) and more about filling some other emotional need in a mindless manner; like mindless comfort or relaxation. I mean, there absolutely is a sex side to it (I’ve seen that art too), but my impression is that they aren’t centered around it.
Here, the pool toy furs are kinda cute. I’m personally not into it as a kink, but they’re cute
Edit: add “order:score” or “order:favcount” to the search terms (for an example, “pool_toy rating:safe order:score”) if you want to sort by total score or number of times favorited. replaced e621 link with e926 so you can’t accidentally disable the SFW filter (just replace e926 with e621 in the URL if you want the naughty pics). Also added “animate_inanimate” and “order:favcount”. The latter can be replaced with “order:score” if you’d prefer to filter by user score.
No, they’re usually “furry”, so animals or animal people. I understand it in the same way I understand people into plushie transformation. Imagine being a soft creature with no worries or cares that people hug and cuddle for comfort. The worst imaginable thing that could happen to you is if you split a seam. Alternatively, imagine being a buoyant creature who’s only job is to float, bob up and down on the water, and occasionally carry a person (or more, if you’re big enough). No worries, not a care in the world except for maybe the occasional air leak. No thoughts, head empty.
If you want to go on a hundred dates with the same person before sexual escalation to make sure someone has pure intentions or whatever, you do you, but it’s not typical and I expect that they’ll move on after enough time of wondering why they’re dating someone that’s not interested in sex.
No one said hundreds of dates. Hell, if we mesh well enough then it might only take a single date. However, coming up to me and being like, “hey girl, wanna fuck” is only gonna get you somewhere if I either already know (and trust) you fairly well, you have lady friends who I trust and can vouch for your character, or you’re a smoking-hot, literal, honest-to-god anthropomorphic animal person. That’s what I’m talking about. And no, I’m sorry, you’re not a hot dragon-man. As much as I like to pretend they exist, they really don’t.
You don’t even have to say it out loud, if that’s the vibe you’re giving off then I’ll get sketched out. If I feel like you just wanna fuck, then the thought that’ll be going through my mind is: “can I trust what this person says, or are they only saying things to figure out how to get me to open my legs? Am I safe to put myself in their arms and let them fuck me, or should I be concerned that they won’t stop if I tell them to? Will they respect my boundaries and let them shrink naturally as our trust and relationship grows, or should I be concerned that they might injure, abuse or even kill me if I say ‘no’?”
One of my best friends said “if I’m on a third date with a guy and he’s not made a move, he’s probably got a tiny penis”. I know that’s a horrible thing to say and to hear, but it’s true.
*sigh* Here’s the thing though, women who say shit like that really aren’t worth your time. That’s a red flag, dude. That’s a sign that your relationship is going to be potentially based on an unstable foundation. Physical appearance is only temporary. What if you get into a bad car wreck and your penis has to be removed? A girl who’s only about dick size is going to give it some time before walking away. A girl who’s about you will probably be willing to come up with creative solutions to sexy problems and find ways around your lack of manhood (ever considered macguyvering a dragon dildo into a male-compatible strap-on?).
I like a guy who’s willing to be vulnerable, who’s willing to take his time and so on. My view is that’s probably going to result in a much happier relationship than someone who judges based on penis size. Maybe it’s just because I’m not in my 20s anymore and most of the horny teenage hormones have worn off at this point (not that they did me any good, but that’s another story), maybe it’s because I grew up with a Dad who doesn’t like to talk about his feelings and was nearly impossible to read.
However, I’d much rather have a guy who’s willing to talk about how he’s feeling than a guy who wants to fuck on the first date. The latter isn’t going to be able to give me a shoulder to cry on, but the former might (yanno, after he’s done crying on mine lol; which is not a problem). The latter probably won’t share my interests, but the former might.
And you know what, maybe you’re right.
Maybe I’m the weirdo here, for thinking that someone who cares that much about your dick size is shallow as fuck and not worth your time. Small peepee just means there’s all the more reason to get creative with sexy time.
Maybe I’m the weird one for thinking that there’s a difference between a romantic relationship and “a friend you like to fuck” (aka “friends with benefits”).
Maybe I’m the weirdo for thinking people need to be more chill about sex for this exact reason; because I suspect that many people think that the feeling you get from sex or lust is what love is.
There’s no need for the hostility, though I understand you’re probably just lashing out and it’s not personal. I hope you feel better soon.
It’s the “I know better than you” that gets to me. Maybe you didn’t mean that, if so then I apologize. There are a lot of people here, however, who seem to believe they know more about what a woman likes than women do; or they believe that a woman doing what she wants with her body is discriminatory.
For those with a bad understanding of women: women get horny and lonely too, you really think women aren’t gonna struggle with this themselves? The only reason I don’t think I’ll personally struggle with it is because I’m only kiiinda straight lmao. I have other options. Furthermore, however, do you really believe that women don’t know what they want? Maybe they just don’t want you because you throw up all kinds of red flags.
Learn to be empathetic, communicative, caring and respectful. You really don’t want the shallow girls who only care about dick size. They’ll just dump you the moment a guy with a bigger dick comes along or, at the very least, you probably won’t have a very fulfilling relationship. Sex shouldn’t be the goal you’re striving for, sex should be something that happens along the way; and guys who act like it’s the former are a huge turn-off for me.
I literally just said that what you’re talking about turns me off, and now you’re telling me that you know better than I do?
Fuck being polite: go shove it up your ass.
You wanna get crazier? Am I a million, billion, trillion copies of myself, each with its own timeline; or is there one me experiencing a million, billion, trillion timelines subjectively?
Am I like a leg on a temporal octopus or a tendril of a time slime mold? Is there an invisible puppet master which is aware of all the realities I’m experiencing? If a leg dies, does the central intelligence gain the memories of the leg? Will I experience immortality by merging with the main consciousness when I die? Is it possible for me to communicate with the main consciousness? If so, could I learn how to “swap timelines” with the other "me"s?
It’s really not that hard, I don’t get it. The only conclusion that I’ve been able to come to is that guys think being empathetic, polite and communicative will get them friend-zoned or something. That they have to be pushy about it or the gal will just be like, “you’re such a sweet guy, I think you’re a great friend”. You know, friends talk, partners fuck, or something like that.
Does anyone actually say that? I swear I’ve heard it or something similar before…
…Anyway, no, idiot, you’re getting friend-zoned because they’re just not into you that way. Being aggressive just gets you shut down faster too because you come off as impatient or desperate, or that you’re trying to do the song and dance because you have to, not because you want to. I don’t wanna be around a guy like that. That can be very concerning because it can indicate that all you want is sex and you’re just trying to find the right buttons to press on the “sex machine”. I get it, sometimes you just wanna fuck; but I’m a dragon human being, not a sex machine.
But… If you want a reason why you shouldn’t be concerned about being friend-zoned: personally I’m more likely to trust and view someone favorably if they’re friends with someone I already know, or they’re surrounded by people who have good things to say about them (especially if they’re enbies and/or women). Doesn’t mean everyone’s like that, but if you have lady friends who enjoy just hanging out with you then that tells me that you’re way more likely to respect me, treat me like a dra… *cough* human, and that I’m probably going to be safe around you. Those are good things. Those are things I need to feel before I can feel anything else. Again, I can’t speak for everyone, but there’s a glimpse into how my feelings seem to work, and why I don’t think you really need to be scared of the “friend-zone”.
Also, when it comes to wanting to “just fuck”; I’m waaaayy more open to that idea if we’re already good friends and neither of us are dating someone. Not everyone is like that, I’m probably kinda unusual in that regard, but… yeah.
Not what I was thinking about, but that works I suppose lol.
Here’s an interesting question: is this a universe where there is some metaphysical entity that doesn’t allow any object that fulfills the role of a door to be opened, or is it a universe where random chance causes every door to become jammed or otherwise malfunction after being installed?
If we take Everett’s Many Worlds Interpretation to its extreme, is there a universe where doors are useless because the stars align in such a way that doors just coincidentally jam for any number of reasons the moment they’re installed?
Is there a universe where every coin flip ends up being tails? Is there a religion based around this observation? What if we exist in such a universe? What thing do we take for granted which would be considered a random occurrence in another universe?
Yup. I used to be able to chug a monster and go to bed. Then I got medicated and I can’t do that anymore lol.
Even though you already got your answer, yes. Yes they are lmao. All I was trying to say, however, was that it’s not exactly fair to compare “creatures” that exist in two different mediums.
Manos: The Hands of Fate.
Fuck you lmao
Oh my god yes. One of my favorite movies to torture people with.
I suppose. I mean, I think it goes a bit deeper than that; I legit feel incomplete if I think about my lack of tail or snout. It’s no where near as bad as gender dysphoria, I only notice it if I think about it (as opposed to a constant “buzz” in the back of my head like dysphoria) but it’s there. Like, some part of my brain decided that I’m supposed to have a tail and snout. Maybe it’s some crazy-ancient leftover that never got totally filtered out from when we did have tails and snouts?
I tend to self-id as a transhumanist more often than a therian. It depends on the crowd, but it seems easier to explain that I’m into the idea of body modification for the purpose of augmenting/extending existing abilities, granting new abilities, or changing appearance based on personal taste; than the fact that my brain swings between seeing myself as an extinct theropod (an androgynous, feathered troodontid of mysterious gender with mossy-looking feathers; aka “Mossy Feathers”) to a wholly mythological creature (a very obviously fem dragon/dragon-hybrid who’s appearance I’m still trying to work out).