I was writing this fur the magazine. I don't think I'll finish it so I may as well dump what was written here. Very "undercooked" as you'll see if you read it. Fur example, the main character is a 'coon but I never even got around to making that apparent in the text.
Picture unrelated beyond featuring a 'coon. I was thinking of illustrating parts of the story but never got remotely close to that point.
Feel free to do whatever you want with it.
>START
The strongest memory Helen had was of her mother’s soft, furry fingers pressing a damp cloth against the feverish warmth of her furehead one overcast autumn evening. The scent of lavender tea wafted through the air from the chipped blue mug that lay on the table an arm’s length away. The scent of her mother, of the chilly air, of herself, and even of the sickness-- how they effected such a warm nostalgia upon her.
“Things get lost,” her mother sighed a few years later after they’d moved houses and the cobalt-colored mug with the chipped white rim had vanished. She could still feel the steam warming her chin.
Helen traced the gilded edge of a porcelain teacup in Percy’s sunroom. No chips. No cracks. Percy insisted on perfection. Outside, manicured hedges boxed the garden into tidy squares.
"Another scone, darling?" Percy asked. He nudged the silver tiered stand toward her. Jam glistened like rubies in cut-glass dishes.
Helen set her cup down, "Did your mother ever keep old mugs? The kind that shouldn’t last but do?"
Percy’s smile tightened, "My mother collected all sorts of things. But there was no room fur cracked things."
He patted her hand, "Why dwell on the past? You’re here now."
His thumb brushed the gold band on her ring finger. She’d worn it a month, her mind insisted. Yet the weight still felt fureign.
In the hallway, Helen caught movement near the service stairs. A flash of white fur. Red markings streaked like paint across a narrow muzzle. A fox. She froze when spotted, ears flat.
"Pooch," Percy snapped without turning, "The study windows need polishing. Now."
The fox ducked away silently.
-
Percy had excused himself from the sunroom. As usual, there were emails to send, work to be done. It never ended. It never could or perhaps should. Helen, likewise, voiced her excuse to the sunroom and took leave of it, wandering the sprawling, labyrinthine halls of the James estate. She mused to herself, wondering how that singular fox was capable of servicing the entire place. She reflected on that moment earlier and many others like it, which lingered like ghosts in her memory, wondering why Percy was so mean to the servant girl. But she brushed the thought away. What was her place? Certainly not to chastise Percy, her beloved, she reminded herself.
Just as she succeeded in moving on to the next thought in queue, an interruption: a blur of white and red again, hypochondriacally scrubbing away the imperceptible dust of the bay windows overlooking the rose garden. Helen’s paws came to a halt.
“Why does he call you that?”
The white blur ended as unexpectedly as the question came, in its place now a white fox of three tails, adorned by blood red markings. After a moment, the rag in her hands continued circling some invisible smudge, “An old joke, he says. The meaning’s probably too vulgar fur your ears, mistress… though not quite as bad as the other things he calls me.”
A strange feeling crept up Helen’s spine. How dare this fox accuse her noble husband so shamelessly? Yet she couldn’t shake the curiosity, and Percy was out of earshot anyways, “Your real name, then?”
The rag stilled, “I never had one. Same as you.”
The fox’s yellow eyes flicked to Helen’s wedding band, “Ask him about your cobalt mug. See what he says.”
The coldness of the marble floor suddenly shot through her paw as Helen stepped back, “W-what?”
But the fox was already hauling the bucket towards the next window, water sloshing over the rim.
Helen stood frozen in the sun-drenched hall, the fox's words echoing.
“Cobalt mug.”
Impossible. The detail from her strongest memory-- the one Percy dismissed as unimportant. Her hands trembled. Somewhere in the distance she heard a muffled voice, “Good afternoon! This is Percy Jim from James and Johnson Law Firm…”
She turned, following after the maid who by now was already little more than a mote at the hallway’s vanishing point. Helen caught up. A faint scent lingered in the air which led her nose towards the service stairs descending into the mansion's dim underbelly. Helen hesitated, her silk robe brushing the top step. Below, fluorescent lights hummed over a concrete floor. The air smelled sharply of disinfectant and something metallic, like old blood. Hesitance gave way to uncertainty, then a mild terror. Yet, into the estate’s bowels, Helen descended.
She found the fox in a cramped storage room, tossing the dirty rag into a sink. Without turning, “Shouldn’t be down here, Mrs. James.”
“Why did you say that,” Helen whispered, stepping closer, “about the mug?”
The maid finally faced her, yellow eyes weary, “Because it’s not real. None of it.”
She tapped her temple, “They’re implants. Stories fed to us so we don’t… crack.”
Her claw hovered over the faucet, “He can rewrite yours whenever he wants. Make you furget the mug. Furget me. Furget anything…”
The fox sighed, “But I meant what I said. You really shouldn’t be down here, Mrs. James. We shouldn’t converse about… about this topic or… at all, really. If Mr. James found out-”
Footsteps echoed in the corridor outside quick, precise Percy’s. A dreadful note of fear stained the ambient scent. The maid’s eyes seemed to grow twice their size as she froze in place fur a moment befure suddenly rushing towards Helen and shoving her into the cabinet behind her.
With tears furming at her crazed, fearful eyes, “I’m dead, Mrs. James. I’m dead! He’ll kill me… you have to help me! You have to… to…”
The maid’s face suddenly relaxed, the familiar submissive expression uncannily retaking its place with naught but a hint of sorrow and acceptance.
“Don’t breathe,” the fox finally whispered, closing the door on Helen. The words seemed to fall from her mouth almost imperceptibly after the intensity of the frenzied plea just seconds earlier. The defeated visage haunted the cabinet’s darkness, seemingly burnt into Helen’s vision.
Furious footsteps reverberated closer and closer each time.
>END
YES big boobies but NO bad behavior
thoughts on male anthros?
Post kawaii kemonos and other eastern style anthros ITT
Natalie sits in front of the computer at her room
(first reply decides what happens next; use ## in front if meta)
To put it lightly... Chud Wesfallen isn't the most likable person in the world. I mean, he's kinda a chud(no shit). Now in his senior year in high school, he hopes to cruise through without getting into too much trouble. But everything changes when his furmer bully ends up in the same class as him. Maybe he'll furgive her... maybe they'll fall in love... if a certain Latinx fox doesn't get in the way first!
So uhh, this is a reboot of the fic I've been writing in this thread >>42036
It wasn't meant to be serious; it was originally intended as a shitpost. But I wanted to do this story justice, and I kinda felt bad since I hijacked that anons' thread. If anything, you can consider that one to be a rough draft. I think I'm gonna remove a certain event that occurs, so it's more slowburn o algo.
I'll try to make at least one entry per week, no promises though! Quality over quantity or however the double bacon quarter pounder is served.
>erm are they gonna have seggs?
Im sorry gooners, but this is an SFW website after all. Some suggestive stuff may happen tho, and I'll be sure to spoil it. And fur the record, they're all 18 or about to be.
>who does Chud get with in the end?
I'd rather not spoil it. Though I wouldn't blame you fur thinking I'm biased based on my flag...
>you suck! you should do x!
SHUT UP YO-
Ha no, just kidding! Please critique me, as this is my first time doing something like this, and I want to get better.
What anthros would work fur ICE?
Mods, pls stop removing some of the files on the Twerkout thread, this is /b/ for god’s sake! Also all the women showing their booties are clothed but tagged with spoiler anyways
Worlds largest vein of coal found on xitter today, any ideas on how to get back on them?
this website has become shit because um uh um i dont like it
METAL PRICES GOING TO THE MOON
USD CRASHES
ECONOMY COLLAPSE 2026 IS COMING
What does the 'foo think of Ruben Sim?
rule 2 bans (among other things) "porn" and "overly fetishistic media". can plain text (not ascii art or such, obviously) constitute porn or overly fetishistic media? if so, where is the line drawn? as in, there's a difference between "oughh i'd put my peanits in her" and intensely detailed sex roleplay, but obviously there's stuff between those two extremes and if some of it is banned there must be somecrossing over point from allowed typefucking to disallowed typefucking
/dailylogging/ R: 1000 /
F: 280Write anything noteworthy that occurred in your daily life, like how you would write for a diary.
Do not use this thread as a excuse to doxx yourself, just be don't be too detailed with your post.
wolf it up
wolf it up
wolf it up
#88194 R: 23 /
F: 6Do you foos consider yourself a furry?
Do you draw your heads like this?
Non-anthro characters, but as anthros
Fogses II R: 298 /
F: 195Post your focks, fobs and fogs alike
Do you guys drink water over other drinks?
Thread about ZZZ, the game, the lore, the characters, etc.
itt post anthros enjoying food and drinks
posts must be wholesome btw
post the cute fox anytime you feel like it ITT
Who tf paid this twitter account to post this?
How often do you order stuff online?
thoughts on failed pilot furries?
Post wholesome/cute picrels.
We need to boost the ‘foo’s morale with some fluffy goodness.
>this is the result of 23 years of drawing
Grim
Tell me your anthro preference
Reminder that childfree hags are the backbone of furry art
#1971 R: 191 /
F: 117New fitfag thread because i don't see any on the catalogue
>nobody looks like that, take your meds. have you ever seen someone who looked like that? nobody does. you're insane. furries were debunked by politifact you regressive science denying piss baby FLUFF.
How do you get motivation to draw so much
This shit is a lot harder than I expected
/hmoma/ R: 115 /
F: 92Human male on anthro male thread because there never is any
How come there’s no Hmofa thread on this site foos?
Share art of your favorite characters. Bonus arbitrary internet points if you Explain what it even is.
In this thread we will not post horse girls, even if they are cute.
what music does /anthro/ listen to?
Which anthro would Trevor Philips be? I always imagine him as a beaver
Do you separate art from the artist?
Where are all the irl phat goth girls at?
is there anyone else who can't really pick and estabilish an OC or a fursona themselves
i only vaguely use one,mostly as a profile picture because i have nothing else to pick
linktr.ee/ageofanimalism
To avoid spamming OC thread I'm starting discussion here for anyone interested, also AoA art/fanart thread.
Age Of Animalism is a comics series I started in 2021, its Sonic SATAM inspired Anthro universe that mixes up all the stuff I enjoy into it so there's a lot of video games, anime, movie inspired stuff or just straight up references.
I always enjoyed comics, after seeing One Punch Man (webcomic) and Sonichu I decided to make my own, now after few series I started drawing my own. Because of IRL the updates range from weekly to monthly per page.
Its open universe anybody can join creativly and make their own stories, it already have fan novel series (characters from it have already crossover in main comics) and some fancomics.
Summary: Salamandy is a geeky newt asked by Humdrum town militia to help them with newly found mysterious gate from the past that requires someone tech-savy, what it leads too is a major discovery that can destroy their world.
tankie thread on the 'log
#3636 R: 32 /
F: 5>Notice the rise in gooferism on this site as soon as this softcore porn thread appeared.
What would you do if an anthro girl broke into your house and stole that last monster energy from your fridge?
You either hate him, love him, or both.
Playing MCC at 6pm EST on Saturday 1/10. Be there or be queer.
Most likely will be playing CE and 3. The others depend on what everyone has installed. Not playing 4 obviously.
If you want to add me ahead of time, my steam friend code is 290255190. Tell me if you add me because I might not see it.
Purrgem what do you think of this 'coon
What anthro species would be the biggest human simps?
Contenders:
>Dogs: Man’s best friend, often love humans unconditionally.
>Cats: Love to seek human attention.
>Horses: Commonly bond with humans even used in therapy, some say they’re closer to us than dogs.
>Dolphins: Often come to human vessels to see the people, even history of orcas guiding sailors to fish.
>Cows/Sheep: Unconditionally trust humans.
>Crows: Intelligent animals that have often been closely associated with humanity.
>Sea Lions: Live in urban environments and follow divers, will sometimes board small boats.
IM HERE TOO also where the fluff are the UK femboys lemme stalk them IRL from above inb4 furrorists wont do shit
>Snake anthros.
Are they the most controversial anthro?
Skribble.io R: 555 /
F: 563Changing it a bit this time, now its skribble. Same time of 7am to 8am est on satuday
What did the bee say to the sushi?
Is this what you guys really want?
How would you respond without sounding mad?
I'd like to hear everyone's resolutions fur this year.
Does anyone have the images of 2021 fiddle giving art advice?
Thank you
Are unicorns the pleiadians of the anthro universe?
Staying away from most modern online communities (especially social media, forums and 4chan-style imageboards) feels so good for my mental health. But at the same time it feels so lonely. My problem isn't with normies only but with self-proclaimed geeks, otaku, social outcasts etc that have been so toxic and obsessed with politics and stupid dramas from early - mid 2010s and after. And talking with them is often like talking with robots. And we got to the point that even AI bots talk, feel and behave more human-like than actual human. Which is why I laugh with people that act paranoid about Ai technology "replacing human".
whens we getting a feline thread
Aww look! She's smiling :)
Why did nobody tell me that getting good at drawing also means you need to make a million drawings
There are like 3 characters I actually enjoy am I just supposed to draw them a billion times
I thought this would be easy and I could just copy course and books
Does anybody still have that "Joe Biden if he wasn't fucking around" image?
Also requesting the 'No niggers zone' video.
Couldn't sleep. One of these days, I'm going to go to bed and instead of passing out for 16 hours, I'm just going to die.
Why are the Japanese so good at making anthros so much? The way the kemonos look are very neat! They look so much better compared to the ones from the west. Now don’t get me wrong, Western furries have uniques OCs/fursuits too, but meanwhile, normies in the other hand prefer just watching “funny” animals (mainstream western cartoonish furs, which are pretty bland & ugly if you ask me imo), they are too afraid to like other Anthro stuff that aren’t mainstream (especially kemonos). the “funny” animal community is too afraid to be apart of the ‘fandom, at least the western furries aren’t afraid to show their full compassion, even the east is more tolerant around furries than the west fur so reason
Peak only. R: 62 /
F: 27Post only your favorite picrels ITT.
Don't furget to charge your robofur anon!
iemGOD where are you
Can you please show us more of your fox equipment
Thank you
is averi a stinky femcel fox?
#86961 R: 14 /
F: 4In Japanese, they don’t say “moon”. Instead, they say “Tsuki”, which means “moon” in japanese
There is nothing more ARYAN than two anthro women that love eachother a lot.
Our 'foo scientists have been hard at work and after a lot of research they've managed to learn that this is what the average thread sager looks like
My Pathetic Chudcel Life: An Anfoo original😱 fanfic (Chud x Averi/Robin) 
