Smyle Kucing

Axecat made a brief return to the Internet for a couple of years under the name of "Ukiwa Orca" on Twitter/X, but I can't find it again too

Scammer blocking me first is a first though

Screenshot of a message thread by a scammer.

Scared it off after throwing some random Chinese words at it. 30 friends? You only had 5 followers.

Spent time re-learning what it means to do a furry convention last weekend.

Thank you to LIFC and the team behind it. Specifically, carving out the time to host a furry space.

Thank you to all those that chatted or hung out with me during the con.

Moving forward in regards to conventions, I am going to avoid getting involved in any part of the convention that requires a big commitment in terms of time, as it detracts from seeing more people and suiting up. In doing so, perhaps keep myself open for possible new relationship?

My first fursuit was remade into a partial. I deleted the majority of my Twitter history.

Hopes for 2025:
Clearing my bond with no hitches.
Taking more time out to reflect on stuff. I’ll carry forward the same hopes of wanting to suit up more and hoping to post happier stuff in 2025.

Recap of 2024 (abridged version)
Work:
Got promoted. Work still took up most of my time and energy.

Travel and furry:
Krabi and Batam for holiday. Furum and LIFC for conventions

New in 2024:
New kitchen and 2 toilets. Blackout curtains for my room. Embarked on my second degree albeit part-time.

Happy #FursuitFriday with a new partial by @animagusstudios.bsky.social !

Trivia #1: The badge I'm wearing is 12 years old!
Trivia #2: I'm standing next to the artist of my badge

📷: @kaishepherd.bsky.social

I find myself watching others enjoy , but I'm unable to initiate it myself.

It's funny because last year I was crazy busy during the same con and was just as unhappy.

Is this it? The reason why older furries in the fandom stop going to cons and "disappear" forever? (3/3)

All the while, I took a risk. I never focused on me and never developed on forging deeper friendships with those around me. Now that the rug is gone, I realised that everyone else has moved on without me, and I'm left in the dust. (2/3)

I'm in my hotel room at 5.45pm on a Saturday typing this out at a furry convention going on right now. I'm bored because I'm aimless.

I'm aimless because there was something I spent years on and about, and the rug had officially been pulled out from underneath me. (1/3)

(2/2) Unsure what really to attribute it to. Stress? Burnout? Maturity? Getting old and un-fun? Combination of the above? In any case, I never realised it until it was too late.

Time will tell if this change is permanent

As I prepared to sunset my Twitter account，I was pouring over my history. There was once a time when I was more naive and active, acting cute and more "cat-like" if you will. It declined after 2015, hit rock bottom in 2017 and never recovered since. (1/2)

Left side is a picture of my Smyle fursuit. Top right is a selection of vintage and modern, common and rare pooltoys. Bottom right is my colourful collection of underwear and swimwear

Hey all, Smyle here. This shall be my first post on here. My interests are fursuiting, inflatable pooltoys and regular / swim briefs. Welcome to all who chanced upon this account!

Oh. Sure, go ahead then

Pointless. Likely a burner phone number they purchased from a roadside telco place

Congratulations!