#WELL partial lie classes start at the end of the month but im still getting things situated lawls

[marblerose-rue]

hi hi!! small lil update to let yall know prices are gonna be a bit lower for the next few months :-)

commission info

sale for current unsold wc adopts $20 each (x) (x)

[frillshark-fr]

How do you get people to always buy your dragons? Genuine question

i was gonna say something like “haha i have no fucking clue” but that would be a lie i think about this a lot actually so i might have some insights i’ve been breeding dragons as my primary activity on FR since i started playing FR (in 2014...) and people have only started actually buying dragons from me consistently like, 5-6 months ago, despite 2-3 attempts at running a genuine hatchery onsite that always died due to lack of interest & not really being worth the effort. 

so ive thought a lot about what the hell is happening now and why my dragons are suddenly consistently selling and I think ive come down to these being the main points of advice i can give: 1. make friends! be friendly! don’t be weird! be a cool and fun person to interact with! 2. post consistently. post your dragons consistently. post about other stuff consistently. just be an active member of the community 3. POST YOUR SHIT IN THE “#FLIGHT RISING” TAG. THIS IS PROBABLY THE ONLY TRUELY HELPFUL THING I SAY IN THIS POST 4. make pairs that are sexy as hell and be openly proud of them. make dragons and pairs that you like, not what you think will necessarily sell. people can tell when you like stuff and being genuinely passionate about something, whatever the fuck it is, will get other people passionate as well longer versions/explanations under the cut because man this got a mile long. i wasn’t kidding when i said i think about this a lot and i am so sorry if you wanted something concise and useful

1. to be a little glib. i am mutuals/friends with more clout in the FR community than I do kjdshfdsfdhjhkfdf shoutout to everyone who draws their dragons really good on a regular basis because i am riding on your coattails to sell my dragons. i love you this was never my intent, obviously! DO NOT BEFRIEND PEOPLE BECAUSE YOU THINK YOU WILL GET STUFF FROM THEM IT’S JUST A REALLY BAD THING TO DO TO PEOPLE!!! i wouldn’t be friends w/ people if i didn’t genuinely like and get along with them! no amount of pixel cash is worth putting up with people you dont like or abusing people you admire!  but i’d also somehow feel wrong to just... neglect mentioning this factor. idk it’s probably a self-esteem thing sjdkgfhdsf i just Don’t feel like my #success has been totally out of my own effort because its not like im #hustling or whatever i just posted dragons and stuff happened

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2. being consistent! just. posting consistently! posting Every Hatchling I Have and Talking About Them On Tumblr!  Once I had a couple nests just sell super fast likely due to aforementioned clout, i was emboldened to just post more of my nests more often and I swear this has more effect than anything else. i just needed the self-esteem boost to Start Doing That posting consistently makes ppl follow u for ur content which gets even more people to look at your dragons which gets more people to buy your dragons.

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2a. Also just post a lot in general, even if you aren’t necessarily posting about your dragons for sale. it definitely helps! just be friendly and active and people will come

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3. post your shit in the tag. not in “#dragon-sales” or “#fr-dragon-sales” or anything weird like that because I don’t know if anyone actually looks at those, but people definitely browse “#flight rising”. no matter how many followers you have, more people will see your content if you post it in #flight rising than if you just chuck it into the void. 

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3a. however! do not put links into the post if you want it to actually show up in the tag. tumblr is cool in that it doesn’t actually matter that much when you post something, the same way it really matters on twitter bc twitter has algorithms that decide for you what it thinks you want to be seeing whereas tumblr just shows you everything in chronological order. if you post something into the tag at 1am... it will still be there at 2pm when people log on and start scrolling.

the only thing tumblr seems to consistently hide from a tag (and possibly a dashboard, but idk) are posts with links in them, as a half-assed attempt to limit spam. instead of linking to your sales tab/to the dragons directly in the post, reblog it with the links instead. to reduce latency between a post going up and the links being available, i type out the links in the initial post, cut them, post the thing into the tag, then very quickly reblog, paste the links, and post the reblog jdhfsdf. i don’t know if that benefits anything really? but it can sometimes take me a while to type links, so if i posted, pressed reblog, typed up all the links, then posted, it’d be like ~15 minutes where someone may see the post, think “oh i would like to buy those dragons”, then can’t find the link, think “oh well, i will just find it later”, scroll on, and just... completely forget about it. so uh. go quick?

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3b. the armchair sociologist in me also thinks self-reblogging has the added benefit of like... you know how people are more likely to tip a barista when a dollar is already in the tip jar? or how people are more likely to take one of those little tabs on a flyer if one of them is already missing? i think that works with notes, too. i don’t know why i think that or why it happens i just swear once a post gets 1 note, suddenly it gets Even More Notes, and if it doesn’t get any notes for a while it will sit at 0 notes until the end of time. so giving yourself 1 obligatory note makes people more likely to interact. i think

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4. all of these are hard to quantify but this one is especially so: have cool and unique dragons. make your pairs sexy as hell. don’t put all your eggs (hah) into the one basket of selling dragons that are technically “popular”. we have all seen triple white/triple obsidian/triple orca/triple any other popular colors and cherub/pere/stained or wasp/bee/glim pthahlos or whatever. they’re pretty! we get it! but everyone has had one and everyone has had those pairs and market for dragons like that can be super oversaturated. try to break free from that and sell dragons that people can only get from you. I can’t tell you what to do though bc that rly depends on you. make pairs that you find exciting or interesting and people will feel that. i have a very specific theme and aesthetic that i don’t feel like is especially common on FR and i am genuinely very enthusiastic about it. marine shit is my Thing:tm: both on and off FR and dragons are one of my many ways of expressing that   if you have a Thing:tm:, either some fr-centric aesthetic (like being super into plague or earth or light or something) or something more general (such as any of the -punks or -cores)... just fuckin roll with it honestly. if you’re goth? make got h dragons. like scene stuff that looks straight out of a middle school in 2010? rock that hot-topic lair. outdoorsey type? make dragons that look like you’d meet them on a hike in the woods. it really works with anything!  people can tell when you really love something and i know that seeing someone really love something, even if it’s not necessarily MY thing, makes me really excited too!! 

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4a. never show fear. people can smell fear. never be like “well this one isn’t that good” because suddenly now you’ve planted the idea that it’s ugly in other people’s heads when they may have really liked it had you not accidentally suggested to them that it’s an ugly dragon. people are EXTREMELY suggestible to even VERY minor cues so be always a little bit bolder than you think you should be you’d be surprised at how many times ive been like “eh, this one’s kind of a dud, i’ll probably have to exalt this one when the auction expires” and then that hatchling is the first to sell. never ever ever ever decide what other people like for them. always act like your dragons are the hottest shit in all the land and Believe It. this is what people mean when they say “fake it till you make it”

- 4b. also, idk if it’s true of everyone but it’s really off-putting to see someone having serious pity-parties for themselves, on sales posts or otherwise. ive had bad experiences with people who are uncomfortably quick to self-depreciate (because they were using their genuine self-hatred to manipulate me or my friends), so i might be a little more trigger-happy about avoiding this behavior than others, but don’t weaponize your sadness to guilt people into doing what you want. it’s really not cool.

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okay i think that’s my entire manifesto on how i do dragon selling. anon i am so sorry im sure you were expecting like “believe in yourself :)” and here i am dissecting dragon selling like it’s a frog in a science class

edit: AFTER ALL THAT I STILL THOUGHT OF ONE MORE THING. It’s not really a Point, just a Reminder:

i don’t post about all the times i have to exalt dragons that don’t sell. you are seeing me being very selective about what i post. you dont sit and stare at my lair or click through offspring lists or check old sales posts. there are a lot of times where someone just doesn’t sell. even now when i’m selling stuff pretty consistently i will still sometimes have dragons that don’t sell for seemingly no reason. even dragons I think are sure to sell will sometimes just... not. and that’s ok! you gotta just be.. ok with that. it’s par for the course. i typically list dragons for 7 days on the AH, give them a couple more days after their auction expires (partially because i forget, partially to give them a grace period for people to pm/ask me about them), and then exalt them after that point. w/ some dragons that i don’t think got a fair shake for one reason or another (such as the sales post not showing up in the tag or something) i do a little clearance (like the halloween dragons i recently posted) but for the most part if they don’t sell, i just exalt them. 90% of the time i don’t even bother to level them up i just press the exalt button and call it a day. it’s fine

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Some Day One Day (Brian May x Reader); part 9

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Brian had fucked up. Real bad. And he knew that from the beginning but his deepest fears were confirmed when one day, roughly a week after his argument with Y/N, he had come home to find all her stuff gone. She had left nothing there that could help him find comfort on the lonely cold nights that followed those events, not a scarf, not a shirt and not a sock. The only thing she had left was a pack full of candy for Emily, because after all she loved the little girl and didn't want to leave for good without properly saying goodbye to her, she deserved somewhat of an explanation, so she had come to pick all her stuff up on a day when she knew Brian had most likely left her home alone while he went grocery shopping for the week. She had walked in using the spare key Brian had left under the mat for her in hopes that she’d be back soon, and immediately felt Emily’s tiny arms wrap around her left leg making her heart grow three times its size.

“Y/N, you’re back! Where were you? I wanted to play princesses with you but daddy didn't tell me where you were”“I know baby girl, but that’s just because I didn't tell daddy where I was either! You see, we’re playing hide and seek so I couldn’t really tell him, but I’ve come back here to let you know about that and to bring you some candy so you don't forget about me in case I have to hide for a long time”.How do you tell a five year old child what really happened? How do you explain sadness, regret and heartbreak to such an innocent creature? Emily didn't deserve to know that there were awful things and awful feelings in the outside world, Y/N tried her best to hide it from her. She brought a lollipop, a teddybear and the largest sized bag of candy she could find, grabbed all her stuff in a hurry and left her spare key on the kitchen counter for Brian to find, then closed the entry door behind her back one last time, saying goodbye to a wide eyed Emily who still thought she’d be seeing her again soon.Brian hated the hopeful look on his daughter’s face whenever Y/N was brought up, but he knew it was entirely his fault if they were in such a bad place and it wasn't his place to be mad, angry or upset about it. 

He still saw Y/N every day at school, she tried to hide but wasn't very successful.She had switched desk with one of her classmates so she could sit at the back of the room and not have to stare directly into Brian’s eyes, and she made sure to never be the last one to leave the room so he couldn't try and talk to her.It broke his heart to see her become more and more distant by the day, he kept trying to tell himself that it was for the best and that she deserved much more than he could have ever given her, but the truth was that he had seriously considered quitting his job to be with her, so he didn't know if he would ever be able to move on.Emily had told him about the hide and seek thing that Y/N had made up and although it shattered him to know Y/N didn't want him to know where she was, every day he would tell his baby girl that he was getting close to finding her for good and that soon she would be back home with them. It was painful to lie to his kid, but he was hoping she would eventually forget and not ask any more questions, what else was he supposed to do after all? No matter what had happened between the two of them, Brian was dying to know where Y/N was staying and if she was okay, he doubted that she would be back with her parents after all they had done to tear her down, but then again where else could she be? At one of her friends’ place? Was she safe? Was she eating and drinking enough?He knew he had no right to be wondering about her whereabouts, but he still tried to find clues that would let him know a bit more about her situation. He just wanted to know she was doing okay.

Y/N, on the other hand, was not doing okay at all. She had been couch surfing from one place to the other, not wanting anything to do with her parents anymore. Thankfully she had a lot of friends in college, who all offered her the best they could, but she still felt that something was missing from her life and she blamed herself for it every day. Had she not been as pushy with Brian she would still spend her nights lying in his arms and kissing his bare torso lovingly. She even had dreams about it. She dreamt of long nights spent taking each other in, making love until the morning light and taking small breaks in between to talk about life and the universe. That's all she wanted. The only thing keeping her from making those dreams her reality again was partially her own pride and unwillingness to admit that she was also to blame, and partially the fact that she thought Brian was mad at her and wanted nothing more to do with her. She couldn't have been more wrong, of course. Every single day he would wait fifteen minutes after the end of his lesson to leave the classroom, in hopes that Y/N would burst back in and finally talk to him. He didn't know what else he could have done, she was unreachable and he was helpless, so he just waited for her. And he waited some more. 

He waited until the day his class could finally retake the exam they’d all been waiting for, on a very humid June morning, at around 9 am. He knew there was no more hope after that, she would move on and he would have to pretend he did too.It had been two months, eight days and ten hours since he’d last spoken to her and he felt himself go crazy without her by his side. Nevertheless, he had to be professional on such a day, he couldn't let his thoughts carry him back to where she was sitting, even though he lingered around her for as long as possible as he handed out the test.He was of course hoping for the best for her, he wanted to see her succeed and be proud of herself and the strong woman she had become, but he couldn't help but think about all the time they had wasted being away from each other when he could have helped her more with her school work. He felt like such an asshole, letting her go when she needed him the most. All he could do was hope that what they had done was enough this time around.He could tell that Y/N had not slept in a while, which was bad and he’d told her about it a million times, but he didn't have much time to think thongs through before the test began. 

The students had a little more than an hour to go over thirty questions. Brian had personally been previously selected to go over the test before it was given out to the students to make sure it was all correct and reasonably doable for their standards, so he knew very well what they were dealing with, he remembered most of the questions almost by heart. He knew from the very first moment that Y/N was doing better than last time, the determined look on her face was a huge relief for him considering how worried he’d been about her mental, physical and emotional health in the past few weeks, but he still decided to keep an eye on her for the whole time, just to make sure everything ran smoothly. And for the most part, it seemed to him that everything did run smoothly, at least until the moment he noticed her suddenly stop writing for quite some time, and he got worried all over again. Brian didn't know quite how to handle the situation, he felt it in his bones that she was struggling and he wanted to help, but how was he supposed to do that without raising suspicions or getting caught? He started walking around the classroom with his hands behind his back like he normally would and as he did that he realized that no one was really paying attention to whatever it was he was doing, after all they were way too busy focusing on their test to really give a damn about what their professor did, so he kept walking until he reached Y/N’s desk.

 He knew he had to be quick, so he glanced over to her sheet to figure out where she was stuck and saw that it was the last exercise of the bunch, specifically the third point of the last exercise which required to calculate the values of two variables in an equation for an ellipse that was pictured. Easy enough, at least for him. Y/N could feel him stare at her paper and she couldn’t really make a scene in the classroom so she kept silent, but she felt extremely self conscious. What was he trying to do? Make fun of her for not knowing the formula and getting it wrong once again? Was he going to use that against her in any way? Why would he? But then again, why wouldn’t he, after all she had been quite mean to him and he had every reason to be pissed. Brian walked around some more then headed right back to the big front desk where he was supposed to sit for the entirety of the test as Y/N kept her eyes fixated on him, wondering what the hell was going on in his head. He took out pen and paper and wrote down a little something to help his girl out. Morally speaking he felt quite bad doing that, but he just couldn't have her fail again and he felt that after the way he had behaved with her, she deserved his aid. Fuck the test, fuck the system, fuck everything other than his girl, she was all that mattered to him, it was about time for him to prove it.

X squared over 1 squared, plus Y squared over 3 squared equal 1. That was the last answer she needed to get the test over and done with and Y/N found it written on a tiny piece of paper that Brian had ‘accidentally’ dropped on her desk as he walked around the class once more, pretending to make sure that everyone was doing alright when he really couldn't have cared less. As she wrote the answer on her sheet she almost felt like crying from relief and couldn't believe Brian had actually done something like that for her. Her heart swelled with love for the man, she had no doubts anymore.