Making furries a reality...
Method 2 okay, so we can't rely on the cosmic chaos to make furries, but we could speed things up a bit and make both darwin and the elizabethans quite proud.
Making People Happy
Growing just seemed to make everybody happy. the only thing that really puzzled nuka was why nobody would ever get all that close to her.
Practice Makes Perfect
Practice makes perfect vignette by sakarafox art by [faeseiren](https://www.furaffinity.net/user/faeseiren) golden light streamed through the palisades of grass as the sun sank behind them, swallowed by the mud as dusk settled over the rolling fenland
Making New Friends
They both walk inside the apartment and sit down on the couch in the small living room while buizie makes his way to the kitchen to make himself a coffee. "do you guys want a coffee or tea or anything?" "i'm fine thanks." "buijay, do you?"
And Mango Makes Three
"i want to make a fruit salad-" tj said "gay" carl interjected. tj rolled his eyes. "flynn taught me how to make one with mango cream to die for. care to taste test it?" "tj, don't patronise me.
Waking Nightmare
You think it will make a difference? that is cute, that is absolutely fucking adorable, really. i think i may shed a tear. oh wait - that's you. _you might have started my reckoning._ i am your fear, darling, the snakes in the pit of your belly.
Revaramek the Resplendent: Chapter Fifty Six
With his hunger and fatigue growing in equal measure, revaramek decided to make food and shelter his temporarily priority.
Making Your Own Omega
His instincts were wrong to make such an assumption, and as lykanos crossed the threshold and stepped his footpaw into the room, the lion didn't stir even in the slightest.
Making Tracks (full version)
He let me know there was probably some perfectly normal creature making the footprints i had found - despite my insistence on the full track i had found with a wholly unreasonable gait - and that i would be wasting my time if i continued trying to figure
Making Tracks (edited version)
He let me know there was probably some perfectly normal creature making the footprints i had found - despite my insistence particularly on the track - and that i would be wasting my time if i continued trying to figure out what was in our forest.
Make Me Like An Irishman
Lord, make me like the irishmen, let my reasons here be told: passion to the irishman be worth more than a pot of gold.
Making the world more perfect
All you young and beatiful listen to me as i load this gun and do want you want me too just take a moment, focus once on me so you see i am making this world more perfect, just... for you?