Sunday is the day of rest for most people, they day before going back to school, work ect. Some family’s grill on Sunday like religion and so I wonder what a fluffy or a family of them would be up to while all the cooking is happening around them. People going back and forth with drinks and plates, its bound to be a good time.
I can imagine them invading these meetings and begging for food and love. Some may accept their company for now as long as they don’t make a mess, while others may just kick them out.
I also think about them exploring too far away from where their supposed to be.
They most likely were attracted by the smell of “good nummies” or lost.
But if it’s a filthy fluffy with filthy foals, be sure to bring a water gun, this will make them run away.
Ah what a delight that would be in the summer, and in winter even better as they beg for food. Then when their close enough squirt them with water to stay away and cold!
That made me want to make a comic about fluffies in the cold, cowering from the snow invading their nest
Well tis the season! I’m also trying to see what the masses like in their seasonal fluffs.
Fluffy herd approaching someone’s BBQ and asking permission to use the grill real quick, they’ve got nummies they wanna heat up.
The nummies are mostly leaves and grass. They are not very BBQ-able.
The designated chef fluffy requires a booster seat and/or assistant to reach the grill properly. He successfully grills one pinecone and a few berries. The herd cries with joy. The human in charge of the grill briefly considers throwing them a grilled corncob but they’re just so proud of their culinary achievement.
I remember there used to be a Hugbox comic about Fluffies who lived in parks. Came out of their nests while people were having picnics and provided entertainment, singing and dancing, in exchange for food.
If the person was really nice, the Fluffies would even get to sleep on their laps and receive head pats and stuff.
Then the Fluffies went back to their nests when the humans left.
Everything. They can do litteraly everything
It depends on their behavior.
If it’s bad, they are going into my polpetone.
YES
This reminds me of a day about 10 years ago when i was grilling on my little hibachi grill outside during winter. I lived in a neighborhood with lots of feral cats and one was hiding under the grill just for the warmth. I thought she was cute so i shared my food with her and then she followed me inside, we still live together today
That fucking warms my heart! I too have a cat like that who jumped into my car for warmth on a cold winter day
Write a story and tell us damn it, christ community posts need to be changed into “writing prompts”
I like to hear what the masses like from their fluffs and scenarios.
Fuck the masses they have shit taste, I should know I’m one of them. What I’m getting at is that you shouldn’t write for us, you should write what you want to write and have faith in your abilities to garner an audience. Once you start pandering you’ve already failed and are now just another person making the same poopie abuse/alicorn sue content as everyone else.
You’re right.
You got this, just keep at and carve a place for yourself here
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