What's the point of leaving my house after dark if there aren't any werewolves lurking in the shadows?

I love that now that I'm writing a furry pro wrestling bara harem erotica manga, I get to finally do something with all this random pro wrestling knowledge/nonsense I accumulated from my childhood. 🤼💦

Updating this account to say I'm currently writing a whole lot of gay shit.

Don't call it a comeback. I never left.

I was just... in a different form. :3

Where wolves?

This pride month I'm celebrating me and my hunky panda boyfriend. 💦

I've got that panda in me.

I haven't seen enough werewolves this week.

My blood type is cringe

Topic of discussion at work today: is the full moon tonight?

Me, sweating profusely: I-I-I don't know, I mean, wh-who pays attention to th-that kind of stuff? 😳

Bad moon rising
Mad blood writhing

Big paws tightening
Sharp claws widening

New limbs aching
Old whims taking

Senses flare my hunter nose
Senses flare, my hunger grows

I took my dog out back for a potty break just before midnight. When I opened the door, a rush of brilliant light left me blind. I gazed upon its source, and my heart sank. "Not tonight! Why is it full?" Before I could do anything, the transformation was already setting in. All I could do was howl. 🐺

Have you checked on your werewolf friends? The next couple of days are about to be very stressful and they need hugs.

Drawing doughy bara lions is a whole mood.

My kink is launching a wildly successful media franchise, then trojan horsing gay werewolves into it once everyone's fully invested.

Literally every single creative thing I make these days:

"So it's ______ but with hulking were bois"

Foxes 🦊 and pandas 🐼 just go together. It's basic biology. 🧬

I wasn't super comfortable sharing some of my more *ahem* shameless creative pursuits on my main account, so I went ahead and create this one to share that side of me a bit more. :3