Nighttime Fluffy Thread

Nighttime Fluffy Thread

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Not sure if I should say good shit or be slightly sad or both

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I'm feeling particularly shitty tonight... Could we get some hugbox? I'd like to feel better.

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Here you go dude. Get well.

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I think this could qualify as hugbox. It's cute, I guess

what shitty luck

Thanks, I honestly expected just to be called a faggot, it's rare you find people who actually give a shit on Sup Forums

>*fucking BOOM^

Have some more dude, no prob.

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that's only when the edgelords get on.

I'm still gonna call ya a faggot, but know it's in the best a ways. A bundle of sticks. Or a brand of British cigarettes.

Requesting smawties.
it always gives me a justice boner.

True. I wish I had something to post... I can try to look through my terabytes of pictures... I know I have something... I have a few of these, not in any order or complete at all... I'll dump the few I have

what is a smarty
how is it different from fluffy

2/6?

That clamp picture from earlier? That's a smarty. They think they're smarter than other fluffier but in reality are just more obnoxious and self righteous. They end up leading packs because nobody else cares to, so you'll often see a group of fluffier led by a smarty claim a humans backyard as their land. I rarely ends well for them.

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you mean of 12 right? Here let me

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I mentioned I didn't have very many, go ahead.

11/12

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12/12
page 12 was done by a different artist and the comic has yet to be continued. Its been dead for a while but its still quality.

No worries I got it :)

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>I once had a fluffy
>He was a green and white earth fluff
>I found him as a foal on a sidewalk
>The mother and the rest of his herd were ran over in the street
>I named him Abe, after Lincoln Street, where I found him
>He was tough to train at first
>At one point, I was afraid he was becoming a smarty
>But after good training and tough love, he straightened up.
>He had quirks, like all fluffies do.
>He liked to run around in a circle, seemingly chasing his tail, like a dog
>Sometimes he would sing to himself about "Sketties an bwockies"
>It drove me mad at first, but I soon came to find it somewhat endearing
>Everything was good.

>*fucking BOOM*

Hey user do you have the comic about a guy who gets a micro fluffy dropped off at his apartment accidentally and the fluffy ends up having regenerative properties?

I wish I did user that sounds awesome. Imma try to find it on booru

Probably the best fucking fluffy story I've ever read, because of this. "Nyet, is politics"

Carlos

Tell me about Skippy, why does he wear the mask?

she deserves it

read the comic user skippy is the worst

I think he was making a reference to batman or something.

Hes a cunt and the user wont finish it because he is a cunt also

I thought it was superman

i posted all the author has done user

Awww I am dissipated what a cliff hanger!

>Everything was fine
>Until One day
>I was watching Abe in the back yard, as usual
>When he got really, really anxious, and froze.
>That's When I heard the growling
>I started towards Abe, but it was to late
>My neighbour's asshole cat, Violet, sprung onto Abe
>I shooed her away (with the brunt of my foot, admittedly), but it was to late
>The damage had been done
>His right leg on the backside had been ripped clean off, and he had lost an eye
>I did my best to comfort him as I bandaged him
>"DADDEH! ABE HAF WOWSTEST HUWTIES! NEE WUVIES AN SKETTIES, PWEASE DADDEH!"
>"It's going to be alright little guy, we're going to go the the doctor tomorrow."
>I made Him a few servings of spaghetti, and tried to keep him normally, but he still cried.
>It was hard to deal with
>I had a tough choice to make the next day about what the Vet was going to do with Abe.
>I was going to make sure Abe didn't hurt anymore.

Not to sure to be honest.

Bump to give Abe user time

Bump

What am I doing with my life? At 3 am I'm lying in my bed, along still, browsing Sup Forums... Moving from shitty YLYL threads to feels threads, and now here. Why do I settle here? No matter what gets posted I feel better. Unless the fluffy just dossent deserve it, but that's not the point. Of all the threads on Sup Forums this is most accepting, and has most of what I enjoy. Social justice and cuteness. And so I stay. I browse. I lurk. Occasionally I post. Withering away, sleeping, waking up, doing the same routine over and over again. And for what? To come crawling back here at the end of the day. What's wrong with me? Why did I ever join this madhouse, and why can't I leave?

this is the place for people like us, this is what are lives have become. This place has changed us forever we can never go back. Embrace who you are user

I'm honestly wondering why I can't leave this place. Every day I think I should, sleep, then a thought pops up "nah, browse Sup Forums instead" my life was fine before this. Now it's fine... Just with some sleep deprivation thrown in there.

Well thread seems like it's dying, and I really need to sleep. Goodnight all, and remember, lurk MOAR

its how it goes. its like a inch in the back of your head and before long you dont even know why you even come on here anymore.

>He whined a little the next morning, saying he missed his "Weggie an See-Pwacie"
>I assured him he was going to be alright.
>He had difficulty getting into the car, but when he made it in, he was ecstatic.
>He had always loved the car, and all the bad things disappeared to him the second he got in.
>I wish I could have said the same
>When we got to the vet, he was very excited
>"Is doctow going to make Abe feew pwettie ?"
>I looked down at Him, and felt a tear go down my cheek.
>"Yeah Abe, everything's going to be really pretty, and theres going to be sketties and everything." I choked out.
>The vet saw him, looked up at me, dead in the eyes, and seemingly immediately understood
>I squatted down beside him on the table he was lying on, and began to scruff his fluff.
>"Your going to be alright Abe, your a very brave fluffy, you know that?"
>"Abe wuv ou daddeh."
>I began to cry
>"I love you to Abe."
>The injection was quick and easy,and I held Abe as he took one last, very long nap.

I gave to agree with you guys. I keep trying to just quit coming here but I'm always brought back by something.

Anyone got the Darth maracas story?

>I came home with Abe in a small cardboard box.
>I took a small gardening shovel, and dug him a tiny grave, right in his favorite spot in the backyard.
>I made a tiny little marker on his grave
>"Here lies Abe, a good fluffy, a better friend."

the worst part is the place attracts cynical and jaded people simply because of its very nature then it increases those traits in you and before long you feel like you are losing your humanity. i mean home many REKT threads can you see before you just say meh who cares.

You can't escape, but a hobby helps.

I need more!! Make him pay!!

Yup it helps

>implying fluffy artists ever follow through
kek

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>Forced sandbox is forced

That was beautiful user.

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Don't forget

It gets super hugboxy from that point onwards, in the original story the owner figures out that the shitting fuck has split personality disorder and the smarty only gets away when it gets whipped like a bitch.
It's like "boo-hoo, I love my fluffy so much but I have to whip it for it to be good", ultimate fedorafag power fantasy

quality sadbox

thats disappointing

To be honest I thought it was an interesting take on the idea of smarties

>One day, I was hanging out on my back porch
>When I saw rustling in the bushes
>And then I heard a fluffy
>It was a mare, red and yellow, and she was looking for very obviously confused about something.
>She trotted up to me, looked up, and asked
>"Does nice mistah know whew speciaw fweind Abe is?"
>I looked down in bewilderment
>And then frustration
>And then anger
>I began stomping on the ground, with each stomp, she backed a little further away.
>How could he have had a "special friend"? Why didn't he tell me? He told me everything, the little motormouth, and he never told me about this?
>I began to march over to her
>She had backed herself into a corner, the stupid thing
>I raised my foot and!
>That's when I heard a distinct chirping noise.
>I looked down, and I saw on the mares back only one foal
>A foal that looked almost exactly like Abe.
>I lowered my foot, and bent down on one knee.
>"I'm sorry I frightened you, little mare, do you need help?"
>"Speciaw Fweind was gone fo Wong time, so Catsuwp haf to take cawe of babbehs aww awone, an, an"
>She began to bawl
>"AWMOST AWW BABBEHS TAKE FOWEVAH SWEEPIES! CATSUWP AM BAD MUMMAH!"
>I was able to calm her down by scratching under her belly (fluffies love it) and I offered her to be her new dad.
>She was extremely happy, and I told her to wait outside while I made her some "sketti"
>While I was in, I heard a commotion outside
>I saw the piece of shit bolt as soon as I slammed the door open, but the evidence of what the cat had done was clear as day.
>Catsup was dead as a doornail in my backyard
>I crouched over her, and heard the peeping again.
>The foal was still alive.
>I scooped him up, and he began to suckle on my finger
>That's The day I met my new fluffy, Kennedy
>End

You merely adopted the fluffies.

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Please user don't let the story die here! I want to see the cat suffer!

What am I supposed to do? Kill my neighbor's cat? Legally, fluffies are considered "toys", so her cat killing them isn't technically illegal.
I hate her hellspawn of a cat, but I can't do shit about it. Sad but true.

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Oi vey. I was wondering when asshats would bust in and fuck everything up.