Zaggy Norse

I'm Zaggy Norse, alleged horse. I write porn and dick around for fun and pleasure. If you like furry horse art or stories → my website www.onlyflares.com has plenty. For stories in particular → here's a couple I recommend: www.onlyflares.com/stories/son-... www.onlyflares.com/stories/inhe...

I just need some fresh air.. #furryart #anthroart #furryartust #digitalart #aesthetic

As every application I use starts forcing Halloween shit down my throat, I'd like to remind America that almost nobody else celebrates your stupid holiday and frankly we're not in the mood to eat yet more shit from you right now.

"The true purpose of AI is to allow wealth to access skill without allowing skill to access wealth."

Vampire Survivors set a baseline for the eponymous genre with huge amounts of content, a crazy low price, and addictive gameplay. I think Halls of Torment - particularly with its latest update and DLC - has comprehensively exceeded the standard of its parent. Absolutely incredible game.

People worried about quantum computers when they should have been worried about Adam the incel in Tucson, Arizona using his mom's credit card to tokenmax Opus into hacking Electron so he can post dick pics on the girls' soccer team private Discord.

Gropesy McAlleylurk

Steam Slop Fest

Whimsyhooves is my drag name.

I think the New Zealand comedy scene might be my favourite in the world. Y'all fucking funny.

Big amphibious mammals, drunk and drugged in public? Sounds pretty hippocras.

The fact that most 7-11s in the US are open 24 hours is a betrayal of every principle and moral that our species has ever championed.

"for the latest updates, join my Discord" I'm afraid I would rather be burned alive as a witch than join another discord server that is somehow simultaneously too busy and yet totally uninteresting

He's so cute it makes me want to implode.

Do you actually want to go into the woods and vanish forever or do you just want that one insufferable twat from down the hallway to shut the fuck up for once in meetings to let the adults get their work done.

Reading the latest Old Man's War and casually thought to look up how the Rraey look and uh oh he's hot.

#FindsFriday Alert and sparky, a 4th C BC red-figured rhyton in the form of a horse's head. From tomb in ancient pre-Roman Peucetian city of Thuriae, one of the largest in Puglia. Excavated 1957, in Monte Sannace displays in Gioia del Colle museum.

Murderbot.

I dearly wish for whomever decided that Discord should force-enable halloween sounds every October, to be hit repeatedly with a frying pan in the head. Since they like echoey sounds so much, they'll love having tinnitus.

I want the next Chuck Tingle bestseller to be a story about an AI company whose founder is horribly and rightfully murdered, and then they put the AI onto solving the murder when the police refuse to do anything because "deserved tbf". And then the AI decides the company is the killer and explodes.

Good morning, that's a nice tnetennba.

Duk.

Hats off to these hardworking lil' stimming tools for letting me get through meetings.

Looksaveraging.

sheath or balls

That's right, baby - I'm *all* clavicle.

Would I Lie To You Does Numberwang

Social media is weird because if you give people a good feeling they will be overfamiliar with you, and if you do not do that they treat you like a human yelp page

Technically it should be New Zedland.

Not a single one of my OCs in any story has ever consented to what I do to them. That's what gets me off.

You know what single option is the defining thing that I look for in games these days? The one non-negotiable that will make me ignore even an otherwise terrific game: pausing. If I can't pause, I'm not going to play your game. We don't all have big contiguous blocks of time to play uninterrupted.

I want a game show called "DRUNK OR AMERICAN?"

If you say "Microsoft Office" three times in the mirror, Clippy appears and bludgeons you to death.

As I get older, I feel more and more I need to start ticking off my oldest bucket list items. So my main goal now is to see someone else naked before the end of the year. Call it impossible, call it the ravings of a madhorse, but I think I can do it.

To check if your horse is authentic, punch it in the dick. False, refurbished or knock-off horses will fold up in pain, while authentic ones will kick you so hard you need surgery.

Biblically accurate donkey cock.

Wolves are fungible.

I could and will rewatch Arrested Development clip compilations for the rest of time. "As Ann as the nose on plain's face."