Is that bitch growling at a forearm?: Why I choose to be horny on main in edit comment sections

Elana Felig

I don’t consider myself a part of the furry community, but Tiktok edits have turned me into a feral animal just gnawing at the bars of my enclosure; which in reality is just me clawing at a dorm headboard. I didn’t realize I was being horny on main, I just thought I was being a supportive citizen of the internet. I feel I am doing my part in showing my appreciation to these editors who are most likely doing this for free and spend hours making cinematic level content for me to enjoy and bark at. But while scrolling through the comment section, among the fan accounts of people’s favorite celebrities, I realized I was the only account with my fuck ass face showing in their profile pic next to statements such as:

‘I can’t go on without having him’

‘Like I’ll never ask for anything again’

‘He’d teach me so much’

‘Goodness !’

‘It’s literally painful’

‘Come home the kids miss you’

‘I don’t remember a time I haven’t thought about him’ 

‘HIS BACK IN THAT SCENE’ 

‘Bi. Panic.’ 

And of course: 

‘Growling at a forearm.’

(these are all actual comments i’ve left on edits, were many of them Pedro Pascal edits? Meow.) 

Sometimes my comments will get many likes or affirming ‘SAME’ and ‘REAL’ replies, and that is the only leverage I need to keep baring my soul. 

I try to care a little bit about my digital footprint when being horny on main, but if my future employers can’t appreciate a girthy veiny forearm, I don't trust their company values. Something primal occurs in me when an editor uses the couch scene from Narcos S1:2 20m 04s (if you’re religious you may recognize this verse from the bible, it’s in there I promise). 

Something about an emotionally unavailable man in his 40s, manspreading in the apocalypse makes me want a hot dog real bad. Did he mow down an entire hospital to save his metaphorical daughter? and he looked so hot doing it. My roommate at first wondered if we adopted a dog and/or cat, but I had to assure her the growling was just me seeing a neck and jawline on beat with sped up unreleased Ayesha Erotica. Sometimes I have to step away from my phone, scratch at the air, silently screaming at a clip I have seen hundreds of times. These editors put their semen, sweat, and snail trails into these edits, and I am their number one fan. I think it is only fair for these creators to know I am not a bot, but just a fangirl who is going mask-off on all fours in their comment sections. Being horny on main is so freeing and I will not stop- you will have to pry my filthy fingers from the repost button. RAHHHHHHHH