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Vulpes Proeliator

@vulpesproeliator.bsky.social
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Gray fox writer, 39, I post my short fiction here, my comms, and a lot of kinky 18+ things.

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Vulpes Proeliator @vulpesproeliator.bsky.social · 14h
I promised the prey painless digestion, but forgot I had habanero for breakfast 🥺
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Vulpes Proeliator @vulpesproeliator.bsky.social · 27/09/2026
The idea of slowly falling apart in a belly is becoming more appealing the longer this year rolls on. Thinking of my followers and who’d enjoy watching their belly round out after they ate me (yes please reply)
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Vulpes Proeliator @vulpesproeliator.bsky.social · 27/09/2026
The idea of slowly falling apart in a belly is becoming more appealing the longer this year rolls on. Thinking of my followers and who’d enjoy watching their belly round out after they ate me (yes please reply)
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Leon “Lee” Grayhare @grayharetherabbit.bsky.social · 23/09/2026
To “apolitical furries”: You may not do ‘pawlitics’ but ‘pawlitics’ will absolutely do the fuck out of you To conservative/Republican furries who “aren’t like those other furries”: Yeah cool story bro but your political comrades only see another degenerate pervert, so maybe plan accordingly
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Vulpes Proeliator @vulpesproeliator.bsky.social · 26/08/2026
The sketch is a little too compressed, so here it is in better resolution. Still by Hunner, showing Mercer, with a foxy treat
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Vulpes Proeliator @vulpesproeliator.bsky.social · 25/08/2026
#vore short fiction + art 🎨 for ya! Fox goes missing and his sister needs to come confirm the identity in the evidence they found. Hope nothing incriminating was left behind 🎨\@hunnerthesqueaky.bsky.social 🐰@mercerbun.bsky.social 📝myself
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Maus @oversizedmaus.bsky.social · 22/09/2026
I’ve always been very curious about what people see in this dawg~ ♡
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Vulpes Proeliator @vulpesproeliator.bsky.social · 16/09/2026
#vore Art + microfiction time! cw: digestion talk You've been in that mouse's belly for awhile. Hard to believe you've been devoured by something half your size. But every day it's sinking in more and more 🐁 @oversizedmaus.bsky.social 🎨Gluttonmutt 📝myself!
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Vulpes Proeliator @vulpesproeliator.bsky.social · 16/09/2026
#vore Art + microfiction time! cw: digestion talk You've been in that mouse's belly for awhile. Hard to believe you've been devoured by something half your size. But every day it's sinking in more and more 🐁 @oversizedmaus.bsky.social 🎨Gluttonmutt 📝myself!
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Theo Suren @vesperifer.bsky.social · 01/04/2026
(reposting with alt text) Important information for artists & commissioners who use paypal
drowzistatic: IMPORTANT PAYPAL PSA FOR ARTISTS & CLIENTS Hey, please read this because a LOT of people don't know until it's already too late. PayPal actively scans payment notes, and accounts are getting flagged, limited, or permanently banned over certain keywords. When that happens, they can freeze your money for 180+ days. For clients / commissioners: DO NOT put these in the payment note: "Commission" "NSFW" PAYPAL IS STRICTLY AGAINTS ANY SORT NSFW CONTENT AS IT VIOLATES THEIR TOS. 
"Tip" or "Donation" (if you're paying for a service) AS MUCH AS US ARTIST APPRECIATES OUR CLIENTS SUPPORT, PLEASE NEVER SPECIFY A TIP. 
PayPal uses bots / Al that look for these words (especially anything tied to adult content) to enforce their AUP. (Acceptable use policy) 
For artists: • ALWAYS use vague, SFW descriptions "Digital Illustration" "Artwork Services" "Creative Services"
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Raquel 🌈✨ @aistear.bsky.social · 14/09/2026
Blumineck lo ha vuelto a hacer 🥹 le aplaudo hasta que se me caigan las manos, bravo. "Be masculine, be feminine, be neither, or be both. But be kind."
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Squidrot @squiddied.bsky.social · 11/09/2026
spent 9 hours animating this creature
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Vulpes Proeliator @vulpesproeliator.bsky.social · 13/09/2026
I post some art and stories, but I do crave some interactions with people. So, what do you think? Fox prey? Fox pred? Both? What are you thinking about
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Vulpes Proeliator @vulpesproeliator.bsky.social · 05/09/2026
Someone called me (with my consent) a "pathetic failure of a fox" and it was validating in a way I can't explain. "So you were getting off to degradation?" you ask. No, not even that. After everything I've been through these last 3 years, it feels like being comforted. Figure that out.
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Vulpes Proeliator @vulpesproeliator.bsky.social · 04/09/2026
The amount of people sending this to me with "this fox yaps too much" 💓
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Vulpes Proeliator @vulpesproeliator.bsky.social · 01/09/2026
Hey, this fox. Look at 'em. 🎨youngjinja on FA
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Neal 🔜 BLFC-MFF-FC @verdantsculpts.bsky.social · 26/08/2026
Hey furries? Stop supporting this awful company.
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Vulpes Proeliator @vulpesproeliator.bsky.social · 26/08/2026
Drinking huge amounts of boba to turn your stomach into a ball pit for your micro vore friend
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Vulpes Proeliator @vulpesproeliator.bsky.social · 25/08/2026
#vore short fiction + art 🎨 for ya! Fox goes missing and his sister needs to come confirm the identity in the evidence they found. Hope nothing incriminating was left behind 🎨\@hunnerthesqueaky.bsky.social 🐰@mercerbun.bsky.social 📝myself
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Miranda is FAT @mirandaisfat.bsky.social · 24/08/2026
No pressure but been under some financial crunch lately so if you enjoy what I post here and want to help out (and you have means), I appreciate it greatly.
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Tara O’Connor @taraocomics.bsky.social · 23/08/2026
Their whole “we’re democratising art” “stop gatekeeping art” are very clearly bullshit when you see it’s always been about attacking artists, nothing more.
Instagram post Cara Needs Your Help!
Cara needs your help. We have been scraped a third time. This is now a targeted attack meant to cause artists pain.
Scrapers know we're a volunteer project with no financial means to take action. So they say it's legal, believing themselves untouchable.
We're taking action.
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Vulpes Proeliator @vulpesproeliator.bsky.social · 19/08/2026
Presentation level up! Taking my most popular #vore microfiction set and putting it together as slickly as I can. Cute gender fluid fox noticing you from across the bar with no desire to let you leave. CW: vore, digestion, willing (unless you imagine otherwise) Comments always loved!
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Vulpes Proeliator @vulpesproeliator.bsky.social · 19/08/2026
Presentation level up! Taking my most popular #vore microfiction set and putting it together as slickly as I can. Cute gender fluid fox noticing you from across the bar with no desire to let you leave. CW: vore, digestion, willing (unless you imagine otherwise) Comments always loved!
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Vulpes Proeliator @vulpesproeliator.bsky.social · 30/07/2026
#vore microfiction time! I couldn't get over how Rhylee looked with that smile. Comments loved❣️ 🎨: @/erovvoo.bsky.social 📝: Me! 🐈‍⬛: @oversizedmaus.bsky.social CW: vore, gross stomach She was singing. Deep contralto pushed high, light, and breathy. The words were quiet, [c]
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Alex Ri (NSFW) @demonking225.bsky.social · 20/05/2026
STOP ADDING COMMENTS IN PAYPAL STATING ANYTHING THAT WHAT YOUR PAYING FOR IS A COMMISSIONS ESPECIALLY A NSFW COMMISSION!!! THESE FUCKING PROCESSORS WON'T STOP PUTTING THIER OWN DISLIKES AND MORALS ON WHAT WE FUCMING BUY!!! Spread the Word!!!!
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Vulpes Proeliator @vulpesproeliator.bsky.social · 13/08/2026
After many years of hype, I played GTA5 and had the single worst gaming experience I remember. Cars: slow. Shooting: abysmal. Side activities: mind bogglingly misguided. Satire: piss christ. This is excluding the online experience because I never went into it.
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Vulpes Proeliator @vulpesproeliator.bsky.social · 08/08/2026
Happy #voreday! Happy 8/8! Welcome to a larger project than my normal microfictions! Hope you like vore art! Hope you like vore stories! I definitely went all out with presentation on this one. 🎨@/erovvoo.bsky.social 🐈‍⬛: @oversizedmaus.bsky.social 📝Myself CW: messy stomach, implied digestion
Story as follows:
THE APRON TIED WITH A WHISPER OF STRAINED fabric. The flesh that surrounded me closed in, already tight and made tighter still. Mom's cafe had come with two recommendations: that'll be the best cakes I'll ever have, and that I should never go.
"You're Mom's type."
"Like ... dating?"
"No. Mom's type of food." 
I stared through the window for months after that, stopping a few minutes at a time on my commute. The panthertaur's massive body effortlessly glided around chairs and tables she could destroy in a single nudge, serving cake or steaming milk behind the counter. The presence was round, soft, inviting, and overwhelming. 
The warning I received rang in my head when I had stood outside. The last lines bounced around in my skull and sped the pulse in my temples until I could think of nothing else. I pushed the door inside and ordered. I imagined the blue eyes rating me, picking me out like an apple from a bunch, but I could see nothing betrayed in her gaze when I paid. 
"This is stupid," I muttered to myself, waiting at the table and breathing hard. "I shouldn't be here." Yet I couldn't will myself to leave. 
Mom glided by, placing down a schwarzwälder krish cake and a latte. My heart leaped into my throat and I couldn't look up. I waited for the feeling of massive paws sweeping me out of the chair and grasping me between massive pillowed pads. But her shadow moved on as quickly as she came. It should have been relief that washed over me, a second chance to fix my mistake, but instead I felt disappointed. The german cake slice was delicious, and the latte washed it down pleasantly. I finished and sat waiting, second guessing who or what I was. What did it say about the twists and turns of my life that I wanted to fail here? That something in my being would be so immensely satisfied if I never made it out?
The shadow crept across my arm, stretching out with slow, stalking grace until the entire table was eclipsed.  The apron no longer covered the black fur, and I could hear the rumbling groans of the front belly that towered over me. My mouth hung open, my breath hitched. Words. I should be saying words. But nothing came as she licked her lips. 
Lower paws grasped my shoulders and began to pass me up. My legs kicked over the chair. Turned, the paws passed me up, soft arms deceptively strong as she lifted me with ease. Without a word, her mouth opened. Long sharp fangs framed the softness of her dark tongue. Drool pooled at her lower lip, glistening in the cafe light while strands of saliva strung down from her palate. Mouth watering, I was food.
"W--wait!" I stared for ages, but in reality was mere seconds. Casually, the mouth came down over my shoulders. Powerful arms shoved me into wet darkness and the tongue shifted beneath me. My face glided across the drool soaking my fur to a throat I couldn't see but knew was there. She rumbled in pleasure as she adjusted her grip. Teeth clutched me between bites and hands shifted between my legs to push my rear. Yelps of surprise were muffled as the slick throat clutched around my muzzle, smearing my whole face in slimy textures. I kicked, unable to move my arms, and still found the effort wasted. Lips glided down my thighs, jaws pinning my legs. Muscles squeezed around my skull and pulled me deeper, angling my nose down.
Only my paws stood out. The imminent finality caused my whole body to shudder, shaking my ankles between her teeth. Mom's head tilted back. The tongue stretched beneath my shins, whipped back to slap my soles, and buried me in hot drool. Then, it was like falling. The throat opened and my weight pulled me down. I slid and slid in the gulps I could feel her take that pushed my entire being into her depths.
My mind wandered here, in this transitional space. A descent both hot, humid, tight, and strangely comfortable. The finality was only just beginning to crest in my mind while I was trapped here, 
that mom had scooped me up and made me vanish in a few swallows. 
My nose pushed through a tight ring and the smell shocked me; I jerked and kicked, wondering if mom felt that. Sourness assaulted my nose, a distinct bodily smell of biles and insides. Acrid flavors sat on my tongue, lightly stung my eyes, made my skin feel awake. Coffee, cake, strawberry, milk, caramel, all sorts of cafe food scents gave such pleasing overtones to that base unpleasantness.
And I was shoved in, pushed through that narrow opening, head dunked into a pile of thick mush, emerging only as I began to curl up with feet following behind. I inhaled in a gasp that tasted everything in the pungent air. Slop rolled down my hair, stuck to my fur, clung to me in a thick layer of digesting pastry. I fought to sit up and felt the first quiver of the walls around me. They rolled in and squeezed, so much hot and wet touch rolling across my toes, my thighs, my back, clutching my shoulders and head to mix the slop covering me with new layers of mush.
The whimper came from me sudden, loud, unexpected as it mixed with a chorus of gurgles, sloshing, and bodily noises oh so very loud now that I was in the middle. I could feel it, as my chamber began to sway, Mom taking gliding steps across the cafe. I could feel just how unspecial I was, just food mired in more food. The stomach churned fresh muck across my body in another wave, filling my ears with sloshing liquids while mixed and trapped air caused endless gurgles.
"Oh, damn, short break today." Mom's voice emanated from all sides, even the short mutter carrying through the panther's body. "At least I ate first."
The sways were slightly more hurried, splashing me from side to side. Then, the whisper of fabric sounded through mom's body, that apron tied on tight. The outer walls cinched in, already overwhelming muscle crushing me into a tighter curled up ball. Air welled up around my head and I blinked in the darkness before the rumble came. The stomach sh…
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The Creature @therainbowidiot.bsky.social · 08/08/2026
And here it is. My vore song, Breathing Grave! I hope y'all enjoy it, it was a very fun way to get back into music composition, even if I'm a little rusty. More to come, maybe...? FA: www.furaffinity.net/view/65958117/ Dropbox: tinyurl.com/yp9dmmsn #Voreday #Vore #VoreMusic #VoreSong
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Vulpes Proeliator @vulpesproeliator.bsky.social · 10/08/2026
For months, my psyche: prepare for a descent into the most humiliating of desires, of cruel and indifferent preds, of things you will be unwilling to post about less you scare off some gentler people who follow you Today: What if, like, the nicest, gentlest pred wanted to cuddle you in an endo bed?
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Vulpes Proeliator @vulpesproeliator.bsky.social · 08/08/2026
Happy #voreday! Happy 8/8! Welcome to a larger project than my normal microfictions! Hope you like vore art! Hope you like vore stories! I definitely went all out with presentation on this one. 🎨@/erovvoo.bsky.social 🐈‍⬛: @oversizedmaus.bsky.social 📝Myself CW: messy stomach, implied digestion
Story as follows:
THE APRON TIED WITH A WHISPER OF STRAINED fabric. The flesh that surrounded me closed in, already tight and made tighter still. Mom's cafe had come with two recommendations: that'll be the best cakes I'll ever have, and that I should never go.
"You're Mom's type."
"Like ... dating?"
"No. Mom's type of food." 
I stared through the window for months after that, stopping a few minutes at a time on my commute. The panthertaur's massive body effortlessly glided around chairs and tables she could destroy in a single nudge, serving cake or steaming milk behind the counter. The presence was round, soft, inviting, and overwhelming. 
The warning I received rang in my head when I had stood outside. The last lines bounced around in my skull and sped the pulse in my temples until I could think of nothing else. I pushed the door inside and ordered. I imagined the blue eyes rating me, picking me out like an apple from a bunch, but I could see nothing betrayed in her gaze when I paid. 
"This is stupid," I muttered to myself, waiting at the table and breathing hard. "I shouldn't be here." Yet I couldn't will myself to leave. 
Mom glided by, placing down a schwarzwälder krish cake and a latte. My heart leaped into my throat and I couldn't look up. I waited for the feeling of massive paws sweeping me out of the chair and grasping me between massive pillowed pads. But her shadow moved on as quickly as she came. It should have been relief that washed over me, a second chance to fix my mistake, but instead I felt disappointed. The german cake slice was delicious, and the latte washed it down pleasantly. I finished and sat waiting, second guessing who or what I was. What did it say about the twists and turns of my life that I wanted to fail here? That something in my being would be so immensely satisfied if I never made it out?
The shadow crept across my arm, stretching out with slow, stalking grace until the entire table was eclipsed.  The apron no longer covered the black fur, and I could hear the rumbling groans of the front belly that towered over me. My mouth hung open, my breath hitched. Words. I should be saying words. But nothing came as she licked her lips. 
Lower paws grasped my shoulders and began to pass me up. My legs kicked over the chair. Turned, the paws passed me up, soft arms deceptively strong as she lifted me with ease. Without a word, her mouth opened. Long sharp fangs framed the softness of her dark tongue. Drool pooled at her lower lip, glistening in the cafe light while strands of saliva strung down from her palate. Mouth watering, I was food.
"W--wait!" I stared for ages, but in reality was mere seconds. Casually, the mouth came down over my shoulders. Powerful arms shoved me into wet darkness and the tongue shifted beneath me. My face glided across the drool soaking my fur to a throat I couldn't see but knew was there. She rumbled in pleasure as she adjusted her grip. Teeth clutched me between bites and hands shifted between my legs to push my rear. Yelps of surprise were muffled as the slick throat clutched around my muzzle, smearing my whole face in slimy textures. I kicked, unable to move my arms, and still found the effort wasted. Lips glided down my thighs, jaws pinning my legs. Muscles squeezed around my skull and pulled me deeper, angling my nose down.
Only my paws stood out. The imminent finality caused my whole body to shudder, shaking my ankles between her teeth. Mom's head tilted back. The tongue stretched beneath my shins, whipped back to slap my soles, and buried me in hot drool. Then, it was like falling. The throat opened and my weight pulled me down. I slid and slid in the gulps I could feel her take that pushed my entire being into her depths.
My mind wandered here, in this transitional space. A descent both hot, humid, tight, and strangely comfortable. The finality was only just beginning to crest in my mind while I was trapped here, 
that mom had scooped me up and made me vanish in a few swallows. 
My nose pushed through a tight ring and the smell shocked me; I jerked and kicked, wondering if mom felt that. Sourness assaulted my nose, a distinct bodily smell of biles and insides. Acrid flavors sat on my tongue, lightly stung my eyes, made my skin feel awake. Coffee, cake, strawberry, milk, caramel, all sorts of cafe food scents gave such pleasing overtones to that base unpleasantness.
And I was shoved in, pushed through that narrow opening, head dunked into a pile of thick mush, emerging only as I began to curl up with feet following behind. I inhaled in a gasp that tasted everything in the pungent air. Slop rolled down my hair, stuck to my fur, clung to me in a thick layer of digesting pastry. I fought to sit up and felt the first quiver of the walls around me. They rolled in and squeezed, so much hot and wet touch rolling across my toes, my thighs, my back, clutching my shoulders and head to mix the slop covering me with new layers of mush.
The whimper came from me sudden, loud, unexpected as it mixed with a chorus of gurgles, sloshing, and bodily noises oh so very loud now that I was in the middle. I could feel it, as my chamber began to sway, Mom taking gliding steps across the cafe. I could feel just how unspecial I was, just food mired in more food. The stomach churned fresh muck across my body in another wave, filling my ears with sloshing liquids while mixed and trapped air caused endless gurgles.
"Oh, damn, short break today." Mom's voice emanated from all sides, even the short mutter carrying through the panther's body. "At least I ate first."
The sways were slightly more hurried, splashing me from side to side. Then, the whisper of fabric sounded through mom's body, that apron tied on tight. The outer walls cinched in, already overwhelming muscle crushing me into a tighter curled up ball. Air welled up around my head and I blinked in the darkness before the rumble came. The stomach sh…
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Vulpes Proeliator @vulpesproeliator.bsky.social · 07/08/2026
Worked on something bigger for 8/8, will be exciting to see if people like it
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Vulpes Proeliator @vulpesproeliator.bsky.social · 06/08/2026
An afternoon where I wish my friends would forget that fact and see me as food. Send tweet, I'll whimper
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Vulpes Proeliator @vulpesproeliator.bsky.social · 05/08/2026
I bet you'd love to rub that belly, and you should describe how. You wouldn't want her to go without being called a good dog, would you? Microfiction below! 🎨NARAPOGI 📝Me 🐕 @oversizedmaus.bsky.social CW: belly admiration, eating "Dog girlfriends are demanding." "They need constant attention." [c]
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Vulpes Proeliator @vulpesproeliator.bsky.social · 05/08/2026
I bet you'd love to rub that belly, and you should describe how. You wouldn't want her to go without being called a good dog, would you? Microfiction below! 🎨NARAPOGI 📝Me 🐕 @oversizedmaus.bsky.social CW: belly admiration, eating "Dog girlfriends are demanding." "They need constant attention." [c]
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Vulpes Proeliator @vulpesproeliator.bsky.social · 04/08/2026
Expanding on some of my interests, but I'll try to tag as best as I can. 📝Me 🎨oversizedmaus CW: Vore, darker tone, digestion, humiliation "UUuuooooOOOPPP!" The air squeezed out and compressed me tight. Slimey walls closed in, smearing thick liquids across my body. [c]
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Vulpes Proeliator @vulpesproeliator.bsky.social · 04/08/2026
Expanding on some of my interests, but I'll try to tag as best as I can. 📝Me 🎨oversizedmaus CW: Vore, darker tone, digestion, humiliation "UUuuooooOOOPPP!" The air squeezed out and compressed me tight. Slimey walls closed in, smearing thick liquids across my body. [c]
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Lapushis @lapushis.art · 01/07/2026
Anotha one)) How to enter: 💙 Follow me 💙 Repost, and Like this post 💙 Comment with your reference below 💙 Any species (furry, human, kemono) are welcome! 💙 The winner gets an artistic freedom 3d-sketch (example in next comment)💙 📆End: July 31th, 2026. #furryart #artraffle #giveaway #raffle #art
An art raffle promotional image. On the left side, white text on a dark gray and blue butterfly logo background announces: "Free art raffle On Bluesky! Rules: Follow, Repost, Like; Comment with your reference below; 
Tag your friends! The winner gets an artistic freedom 3d-sketch as shown on the pic. End: June 30th, 2026."

On the right side is a picture of an anthro bat's paws close up to the viewer.
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Vulpes Proeliator @vulpesproeliator.bsky.social · 30/07/2026
#vore microfiction time! I couldn't get over how Rhylee looked with that smile. Comments loved❣️ 🎨: @/erovvoo.bsky.social 📝: Me! 🐈‍⬛: @oversizedmaus.bsky.social CW: vore, gross stomach She was singing. Deep contralto pushed high, light, and breathy. The words were quiet, [c]
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✨CHELLE D☯GGO✨(she/they) @chelledoggo.bsky.social · 21/07/2026
saw this earlier and it genuinely broke my heart i'm not AMAB for the record but every nonbinary person deserves to belong in queer spaces
screenshot of a tumblr post.

rodentmancy writes:
quote: "ever notice how all nonbinary people are afab?" end quote

quote: "no but i have noticed how every single amab nonbinary person ive come across is either forcibly labeled as a trans woman or a cis guy who is just Loudly Gay." end quote

solitarelee writes:

quote: "every single amab nb i've met has also been incredibly skittish about "intruding into queer spaces as a man" and other such shit that's force fed to everyone in the community by exclusionists and terfs." end quote
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Steven Lumpkin @silent0siris.bsky.social · 09/07/2026
Note to self
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absolutely flabbergasting to see people who have so enthusiastically succumbed to despair. like okay denethor, but some of us are gonna actually face the armies of mordor in battle nonetheless.
figtreeandvine *®
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The thing about Denethor is that he not only succumbed to despair, he wanted to ensure that Faramir succumbed with him. Similarly, a lot of people now are not only succumbing to despair, they're actively proselytizing despair, trying to convince others to join them in their hopelessness. Despair is apparently lonely and they want company in their self-immolation.
knives-in-the-dishwater
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btw denethor succumbed to despair bc he was doomscrolling on the palantir. Sauron tweaked his algorithm so he only saw bad news, and he fell into the trap of thinking the world couldn't be saved.
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Vulpes Proeliator @vulpesproeliator.bsky.social · 16/07/2026
[P5] cw: vore, digestion A long journey lay ahead, your being reduced to nothing but chyme. By drips and drabs, you were pushed beyond the stomach, thinnly stretched along processing walls. Your consciousness slid deeper, travelling endlessly,
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Vulpes Proeliator @vulpesproeliator.bsky.social · 16/07/2026
[P5] cw: vore, digestion A long journey lay ahead, your being reduced to nothing but chyme. By drips and drabs, you were pushed beyond the stomach, thinnly stretched along processing walls. Your consciousness slid deeper, travelling endlessly,
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Vulpes Proeliator @vulpesproeliator.bsky.social · 14/07/2026
[P5] cw: vore, digestion The endless rhythm of thrusts made time lose meaning. The grinding came and went in waves of enthusiasm and rest. Only the stomach persisted with muscles squeezing from head to foot, forcing liquids to slosh and churn. Hours past, you thought, but you weren’t sure. [c]
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Vulpes Proeliator @vulpesproeliator.bsky.social · 14/07/2026
My furry hot take, GOAT is better than both Zootopia's combined and deserves twice the furry following
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Foxfire Fantasy @foxfirefantasy.com · 11/07/2026
In this week's edition of "What Else Can Go Wrong" we got sideswiped on the highway today and we're still in the red from last month's emergencies. We are dependant on our car for our survival and don't have rental coverage on our insurance plus a $500 deductible. Really need to get these paws sold!
The damage to our car
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Vulpes Proeliator @vulpesproeliator.bsky.social · 09/07/2026
[P4] cw: vore, belly humping Her voice emanated from around me, straight from her body to mine. "Ahh, fuck, some nights I need this so bad." Her voice was between a purr and a sigh, with an undercurrent of unfulfilled need. "I'd still call you snack, but you're not a snack after you've been eaten."
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Vulpes Proeliator @vulpesproeliator.bsky.social · 09/07/2026
[P4] cw: vore, belly humping Her voice emanated from around me, straight from her body to mine. "Ahh, fuck, some nights I need this so bad." Her voice was between a purr and a sigh, with an undercurrent of unfulfilled need. "I'd still call you snack, but you're not a snack after you've been eaten."
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Vulpes Proeliator @vulpesproeliator.bsky.social · 08/07/2026
Ahh! People are bullying me in my fighting style post! My fighting style must be teasy-pushover
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Hiro! @a-dragon-from.space · 08/07/2026
Hey-- still trying to accrue money for incoming bills and rent in the coming week. Got quite a steep hill to climb, so any help would be immense. 💛 ko-fi.com/hirorwar/goa...
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