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rushpuppy go MFF
@rushofblood.bsky.social
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🔞 late 20s, it, dog. intermediate level freak. incest/dog enthusiast (I'm Playing Pretend). i love everyone. be kind to urself, make art, talk to ur friends. i can be friends! i think u should give me pets and kisses and bellyrubs 💄 vegan btw
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sent almost everyone i have on signal the second image here. found the first one digging thru my tumblr from like 2015 (this was ironic at the time). i think i am funny but also someone had some real emotions and i want to acknowledge the bottom half of that text as a thing im not joking on yknow
very artifacted picture of some furry standing next to text i'm a proud furry -not because of yiff -not because of sex -not because of porn -not because we are weak but because we want to be different, we want to be ourselves no mattee what stands in the way stop the hate on furries same image cropped and with a picture of Bandit from bluey covering the word "not" i'm a proud furry because of yiff because of sex because of porn because we are weak
November 3, 2025 at 5:15 AM
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todays card is autism lion
the Strength card from the Wild Unknown tarot. maned lion under a sun, with a rose in his mouth and an infinity symbol on his forehead
November 1, 2025 at 3:27 PM
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when you fuck the minecraft wolf
square knot
September 8, 2025 at 4:55 PM
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vegan. btw
silk Almond but i made it say silksong and crossed out almond and wrote bug
September 4, 2025 at 3:27 PM
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its vegan. by thw way
silk almondmilk
September 4, 2025 at 3:17 PM
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i got fucking mustard on the new rope
pretty blue nylon rope for typing up people, but theres green spots in places from where i got fucking mustard on it
September 3, 2025 at 4:56 PM
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little trinket swapping meet late in the con. unbelievable amount of things folks were willing to give me for a handful of beads. very excites about the bag lmao
pile of stuff. stickers of fursonas, bee earrings, sillybandz, tarot card lanyard, tiny tiny dice, fanxy bookmark, dog bone beads, tiny mushroom, tiny duck, weird charm of big bird's face from sesame street, and a small bag that says "BEST DOG SITTER EVER"
August 31, 2025 at 6:10 PM
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bracelets is fun hobby. got this in exchange for one i made that says "kiss yr sis"
colorful kandi bracelet that says "Xtramarital❤️❤️❤️"
August 30, 2025 at 11:38 PM
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kandi bracelet that just says fuck, with black beads otherwise
August 26, 2025 at 5:34 AM
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kandi habit going well. hoping to give some to others at Convention
wrist full of colorful kandi bracelets with words on them. "make the golf course a public sex forest," "fuzzy brained," "ammar, brother," "male to female to," "wruff," "abolish hell now," "im vegan btw," "faggot," and "rush doggy"
August 26, 2025 at 4:01 AM
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make the golf course a public sex forest and im not fucking kidding!!!!!!!!
theanarchistlibrary.org/library/anon...
“We can’t let any section of city property be the domain of just one group,” remarked Tony Bouza, chief of MPD at the time. “We’re going to have to make it usable for all segments of the population.” This is truly a curious remark, given that the city maintains jogging paths for joggers, bocce courts for bocce players, family beaches for families, roads for drivers, and, yes, golf courses for golfers. Why not sex beaches for perverts? Families and people who don’t want to see public sex could easily avoid them, and freaks could flock to them. One who hope that Bouza would at least be consistent in advocating for the closure of all single-use spaces, starting with the golf course, but the fact that he now writes a regular pro-cop column for the local newspaper Southside Pride, the main outlet of the “Save the Golf Course” contingent, makes this unlikely.
August 11, 2025 at 3:18 PM
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nothing like it. vegan, too.
horse dildo in a bowl with some water and a spoon
August 5, 2025 at 8:32 PM
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heating up some dildo soup
three dildos in some water in a stock pot. a dragon tail, a horse, and a fantasy creature with a medial ring. they're all funky colors.
August 5, 2025 at 8:17 PM
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thinking about making a little guy. Thinking about how the tegu from Wanderhome looks. Small fella. also thinking about caimans. gotta read up on these critters
first page of The Veteran from the TTRPG Wanderhome. There's a picture of a weary-looking anthro tegu wearing worn a worn out cloak and scarf over leather armor. It's smoking a cigarette, leaning on a cane, and resting its other hand on a sheathed sword at its side. Text next to the art says, "You wield the blade that must never be drawn again. You are alive. Your care is intense, sober, and mindful." It then prompts you to choose a name, pronouns, an animal that your character is, and some character traits from a list.
August 3, 2025 at 8:58 PM
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idk does this look like anything at all or is it junk. does it look haunted
picture of plastic chastity cage laid out on a couch next to its keys and a couple rings closeup of the cage
August 3, 2025 at 8:48 PM
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horny about the kind of person with this kinda thing on their screen too often
e621 dropdown of blacklist words in the current search with the boxes all unchecked, so that the blacklisted images will still be displayed
July 29, 2025 at 5:23 PM
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masterpiece 🐕‍🦺
me holding a kandi bracelet that says "lick lick schlp schlup schlup" with hearts between the letters
July 20, 2025 at 7:49 PM
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so ridiculously small. its gonna rule
July 19, 2025 at 5:47 PM
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fixed the wall decoration
kitschy metal wall hanging decoration in the shape of a silhouette of a horse. it says "Forget the cowboy, RIDE THE HORSE!" because I've taped some paper over cowboy and horse and switched the words around with sharpie.
July 16, 2025 at 10:30 PM
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Trying to find where "faggots want you to live" came from and no luck (googlewhack!) but the Robot That Thinks claims it's from The Faggots & Their Friends Between Revolutions by Larry Mitchell and Ned Asta. I checked and as far as I can tell that's wrong. But at a glance this book rules. look
Abstract art of lightning, clouds, and swirls. Text says: FAGGOT WISDOM When you feel pain fall into your brothers' love. A FAGGOT FABLE Some faggots were more beautiful than other faggots. The beautiful ones only wanted to touch and be touched by the other beautiful ones. Orchard was the most beautiful of all and all the beautiful faggots wanted to touch Orchard. One day Orchard made himself ugly, very ugly. When the beautiful faggots saw what he had done, they wept and then turned their backs on him and forgot him. Only the ugly faggots now wanted to touch Orchard. So he gathered them all together and took them to a mountain top where they lived in harmony and joy. As they learned to love each other more and more, Orchard and the other ugly faggots grew more and more beautiful. After many years they floated down from their mountain top into the town. The beautiful faggots were astounded by these newly arrived creatures. The beautiful faggots wanted touch them all and love them forever. But Orchard said, "No, you are too ugly for us. Go and love the ugliest faggot you can discover and then we will love you in return." So they left the town and did as they were asked to do, spreading the notion that to love the ugliest will make both beautiful. At last, one day, all the faggots everywhere were so beautiful that no one had to think about it any more. Now they all loved and touched each other with great pleasure and ecstasy.
June 15, 2025 at 5:30 PM
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shelving stuff on the bookshelf i was whining about putting together and found my stupid damn book that comes with this stupid damn bookmark in it. and i dont know where any of the other bookmarks are. so this is going inside ministry for the future.
lenticular sweet bro and hella jeff bookmark. yeah hes falling down the stairs
June 10, 2025 at 11:28 PM
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heres when they fucked, u deserve to see it. hes a Romantic
She was beginning to yearn once more for human companionship. His nose told him that it was one of those phases when she was fully ripe for the love of her own kind. Her behaviour towards him alternated between exaggerated tenderness and aloofness. She seemed to want to maintain contact with him, but at these times the gulf between the human and the canine was generally too great. But not always. Sometimes the intensification of animal sex-feeling in the young human female linked up with her deep affection for the dog, so that she treated him with an altogether novel shyness, which somehow stimulated a similar sexually toned warmth of feeling in him. He would then, if she permitted, caress her with a new tenderness and ardour. But these passages were rare, and often they were followed on Plaxy's side by a frightened aloofness, It seemed to her, so she told me long afterwards, that in those strange, sweet moments she was taking the first step towards some very far-reaching alienation from her own kind. Yet while they lasted they seemed entirely innocent and indeed beautiful. Once Sirius said to Plaxy, "The music of our two lives is a duet of variations upon three themes. There is the difference between our biological natures, yours human and mine canine, and all the differences of experience that follow from that. Then there is the love that has grown up between us, alien as we are. It has gathered us together and made us one fundamentally, in spite of all our differences. It feeds on differences. And there is sex, which alternates between tearing us apart because of our biological remoteness and welding us together because of our love." They silently gazed at one another.
June 8, 2025 at 4:31 PM
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still cant believe this. mr stapledon published this in 1944 and the dog with human intelligence and his foster sister he was raised alongside are deeply in love. this is not even close to the most damning passage. the title is "sirius: a fantasy of love and discord" its on the damn cover.
She surprised him by dropping her bundle of clothes and kneeling down to hug him. With schoolgirl sentimentality but with underlying sincerity of feeling, she said, "Whatever becomes of me I shall always belong to you. Even when I have been unkind to you I belong to you. Even if--even if I fall in love with someone and marry him some day, I shall belong to you. Why did I not know it properly until to-day?" He said, "It is I that am yours until I die. I have known it ever so long--since I bit you." Looking into his grey eyes and fondling the dense growth on his shoulder, she said, "We are bound to hurt one another so much, again and again. We are so terribly different." "Yes," he said, "But the more different, the more lovely the loving."
June 6, 2025 at 12:09 AM
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me like "hey you were doodling? can i see" and he's like "yeah i mean its not much" as if this isn't the most special thing
small pen on lined paper scribbles of teeth and paws, but the focus is a tiny detail shot of the fuzz and whiskers on a snout
June 5, 2025 at 5:27 AM
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would you believe the book about the sapient dog raised alongside humans is making me have feelings about therianthropy and struggling to do what i want with my body and how i relate to other humans
He made use of the quartertone and even the eighth-of-a-tone. Sometimes, in his purely canine mood, his melodies divided the octave in quite a different manner from any human musical mode. Thus to the human listener his most distinctive music became less recognizably musical and more like the baying of a dog, though a strangely varied and disturbing baying. A supple and mellow voice was Sirius's only medium of expression. He often longed to play some instrument, so as to be able to introduce harmony into his experiments, but his tragic lack of hands prevented him. Sometimes he sat at the piano trying to finger out a two note accompaniment to his singing, but his paws were far too clumsy to do even this properly. For long spells he would give up music entirely because his handlessness prevented him from doing what he wanted with it. At these times he would wander about with tail and head low, refusing comfort. The mingled sense of helplessness and talent tormented him. But presently his buoyant spirits would revive, and he would resolve that, if instrumental music must remain for ever impossible to him, he would do new and marvellous things with his voice. Throughout his life Sirius alternated between self pity on account of his disabilities and a surprisingly detached and humorous acceptance of his nature and his environment, issuing in a zestful will to triumph in spite of everything.
June 3, 2025 at 10:58 PM