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[dragonsongmakhali]

My kingdom for more gpose time 😫

[nokingsonlyfooles]

Hello, and Welcome to the Frog's Blog!

(Pinned Intro Post!)

I am here to do capitalism!

I hate capitalism.

Wanna give me a few paragraphs to explain why I'm doing it anyway?

I'm telling a story that I want people to see. Being generally a good person and asking nicely for people to tell others about me has not gotten a lot of eyes on my story. I need not only currency, to buy space to be seen and items directing people to look at me, I need social capital. Social capital is way older than currency, but it's still not my thing. This society was not built for me, and I'm missing a lot of the usual equipment for navigating it - we can put all kinds of labels on my neuro-spice blend, but the bottom line is, I'm out here at the edges, and it's gonna take a lot of effort for me to swim my amphibian butt anywhere near the mainstream. I gotta hope some of you will see me struggling and give me a little assist with a net, if you can.

And not scoop me out and throw me away.

I'm gonna put myself out here and do my own version of the Leftist Boogie, but I will probably elbow more than one person in the face and take a few pratfalls of my own. All of it in the hope that you'll see something in my style worth watching, and then go look at the other, longer, and much-better-proofread things I've done. (I got a lot going on and I often don't see typos, spelling errors and missing words. It's not because I don't care!)

My story is available right now and free to read without blinking ads that'll steal your data and assault your senses. I don't want that to change. So:

I need your eyeballs. It's super hard for me to keep performing when most people just walk on by, give me a little wave, or detour just long enough to spit in my open violin case. I need your money. (Oh, god.) My health issues can keep - and have kept - me from telling my story. I got a real wake-up call in 2022. If I can't offer someone fair compensation to help me, I will have to stop telling my story, and I don't know if I'll be able to come back and start telling it again. (My finances are weird because I moved to Canada as a +1 on my partner's work/study visa and I'm not, technically, allowed to work here. But the Patreon is hooked up to my US account - the only account with my name on it right now - and it still works.) I need your help. I can't give you a lot of money right now (in part because my account has a finite amount in it, that I am also using to buy groceries and home goods, and when it's gone, I no longer have any money or credit in my own name) but "fair compensation" doesn't have to mean money, from me or from you. I am more than willing to give away free content. I hope you're willing to give away free reblogs and signal boosts and eyeballs. Everything else is negotiable, and I do have a little money, so contact me here, or through my website, or just use that little "ask me anything" widget, if you have any ideas. I need your patience. I will cough up an occasional bright yellow Blazed ad, or other self-promotion, and I will keep reminding you that I'm telling a story and I need your help. My health is not in real great shape either. I may disappear, on this platform or others, because I'm dealing with a lot and I don't have enough left to create or be social. I hope not to disappear altogether, but there are no guarantees. I'm not trying to scam you, but you need to be aware that you're backing one fragile human being who may have to quit. Also, I make a lot of really stupid mistakes. Social interaction goes too fast for me. I can't always check myself before I wreck myself - or someone else who doesn't deserve it. Please believe I'm trying my best, and I'll try to believe that of you too. OK? I'm in the process of codifying the reasons why I'm trying to tell a story and I will not shut up. So you'll also see a lot of Big World stuff about art, storytelling, artists and storytellers around here. Eventually, you'll also see my art manifesto, but I'm juggling a lot of things I need to get done. You'll have to stay patient and let me do my best.

[tomdutch]

☕️ the coffeeshop ☕️

Hello, friends! As I announced informally in a post yesterday, this is the fic recs event I was thinking of in order to boost writers’ morale and content while also offering readers new fics! Below the cut is all the info on how this will work and how you can participate both as a reader and a writer.

My main goal with this and what I really hope this weekly-then-biweekly event accomplishes is helping writers feel less like they’re just churning out fics into the void. As an author myself, I know how discouraging it is to see horrid likes vs reblogs ratios and how disappointing it is to share your work and receive little to no feedback. If there’s anything I want y’all to get out of this is that someone out there, even just one person, appreciated your writing and recommended it to so many other readers. You are not alone and notes do not define your worth!

The event officially begins next Monday August 2nd, but I will be announcing the main theme during the weekend!

☕️ What is the coffeeshop? 

This is a fic recommendation event that will take place every week for at least four (4) weeks, before becoming a biweekly event. The aim of it is to boost fics, and by extension, writers, as well as to offer readers new content to read. Choose a theme and have readers and writers recommend either others’ fics or even their own fics which fit this theme.

☕️ How does this work?

Every week, there will be a main flavour aka a theme; it can be a general AU, like enemies to lovers or parents AU, or even as simple as ‘5+ part series.’ Thus, from Monday 12 am EST to Friday midnight EST, anyone is welcome to send me an ask recommending one or more fics that fit into the week’s theme AND explaining their reasoning in at least two (2) sentences, i.e giving explicit feedback. For example, if the main flavour is “parents AU”:

hello, for this week’s flavour, i really like all for her by @screamholland. i found tom and y/n’s relationship to be so cute. the way they take care of each other wordlessly and always comfort each other was just chef’s kiss. the writing was amazing and i was really invested in it. i also loved to see tom being so sweet and warm with his daughter, the dynamic was adorable :(

During the weekend, once all the recs have been sent in, I will compile a masterlist with all the fics that were recommended! That way, on top of the feedback given in the asks themselves, we can highlight the authors and their stories once more and offer a list of content for readers. A win-win for everyone, in my humble onion 😌

☕️ Can I be a writer and rec my own fic?

Absolutely! The only requirement if you do so is to also recommend another person’s story and give them feedback, that way it’s fair as the feedback element of these asks is more than necessary :’)

☕️ What pairings do we recommend?

Tom Holland x reader, Peter Parker x reader*, Harrison Osterfield x reader, Harry Holland x reader, Sam Holland x reader, Arvin Russel x reader

* Any smut with Peter must be college!Peter or older, absolutely no smut or sexual themes of Peter as a minor are tolerated.

☕️ Who chooses what the weekly theme is?

For now, it’ll be me, because it makes it a lot easier to plan announcements with the themes beforehand. If this project is enjoyed by enough people and we’ve gotten used to the way it works, I would be happy to make the weekly theme a vote, where I can post a poll of AUs and y’all can choose which one you like best. But again, for at least the first few weeks, I’ll be choosing the themes.

☕️ What can get my ask rejected?

1. The fic or fics you recommended don’t match the week’s theme;

2. Your ask was sent after midnight EST on Friday;

3. You did not provide any or enough feedback (a minimum of two (2) sentences);

4. The fic contains any of the following:

Graphic and/or romanticized and/or sexualized depictions of self-harm, suicide, and mental illness;

Graphic and/or romanticized and/or sexualized use of murder, violence, and discrimination;

Sexual harassment, rape, dubcon, child abuse, pedophilia, sexual scenarios including anyone under the age of 18.

If you have any further questions or would like more explanations on this, please feel free to send me an ask! I really just want this to be a fun thing everyone finds pleasure in :’)

[bigskydreaming]

And just FYI, I’m not TRYING to be emotionally manipulative or guilt trip people or anything here, but just speaking brutally honestly - my disengagement from Batfandom over the past couple months and how little I’ve been active in it has absolutely everything to do with just being TIRED of this fandom’s stance not just on rape fics, but the enabling of them. I mean, yeah, personally I gravitate towards Dick Grayson’s character as a rape survivor, so its super not happy fun times constantly sharing the fandom with people who are far more interested in perpetuating him as a rape victim, emphasis on his repeated sexual victimization in fics where his placement as a character-to-be-violated is the literal DRAW for readers.

(And ever notice how its the character MOST acknowledged as a rape survivor, SPECIFICALLY.....who is also the one people are MOST interested in writing as a further rape victim.....I’m not even talking about in the context of canon events, but specifically creating further scenarios in which he’s raped by characters who never raped him in canon, in numbers FAR greater than people create these scenarios for other characters. Oh, its not limited to just him, obviously, I’m aware these fics exist for all the characters, and in large numbers, but does it not strike anyone as like.....particularly odious, that the clear frontrunner for this particular form of sexual victimization-as-a-draw in fics just so happens to be the character most noted as a survivor already? Just saying, the fact that this particular character and this particular status seems to draw in people not just interested in him BECAUSE it makes him a survivor....but equally, people interested in him BECAUSE of his having been made a victim.....is....umm. Its umm. Let’s just call it umm.)

But what gets to me even more than that is just the willful refusal in a fandom that CHOOSES to keep the subject of rape front and central to so much of its works....to allow for ANY critical discussion of rape itself whatsoever. You’ll pull out all the stops in examining the trauma of rape in some fics, sure, but this fandom absolutely will not allow critical examination of the ISSUE of rape itself.

And that’s abso-fucking-lutely because of how much this fandom has COMMODIFIED rape and incest and pedophilia, and how much it fuels the engines of fandom content production. Its commercialized in this fandom in particular, and its so high-prized a commodity in terms of fic content, that even most people who don’t have any particular interest in these types of fic content themselves deem it too costly to speak up on the matter, because they’re afraid to lose followers who DO like it.

And THAT’S what gets to me.

Those of you who will be like I’m not taking a side here, but absolutely take a side as you’ll freely reblog posts about fandom purity and censorship but not a single point to the contrary. When you only air one side of an argument, guess what? You’ve picked a side. Whether or not you agree with it or every bit of it doesn’t matter, you’re still signal boosting it while refusing to examine or boost any point said against it. I reblog stuff all the time that I don’t agree with every single line of or point made in....but the point is I agree with ENOUGH of it that I’d rather boost it for others’ consideration rather than pass by it because it doesn’t one hundred percent accurately reflect everything I believe and only that. (And yet funnily enough, I’m the ideological puritan, remember?)

You can’t be like, I’m going to continue to encourage shutting down every critical mention of fandom problems in this or other regards while refusing to do anything or even signal boost people attempting to critically examine or just encouraging others to be more critical about this stuff......and think that like, you’re not still being an active part of the fandom ecosystem there that keeps this fandom environment being as everpresent as it is.

If it feels like you’re in this picture and you don’t like it, maybe its cuz you’re in this picture and getting pissed at the picture-takers doesn’t ever do anything to change that or your discomfort with being in the fucking picture here.

I can get literally anything I say in this fandom reblogged EXCEPT for so much as even a single thing I say on this particular subject, and you can try and blame that on my temper or aggression or hostility or word choice but I’ve been making these posts for years in this fandom at this point, and in all that time, I’ve done so in a variety of ways and the fact that still none of them, not a single one, no matter WHAT tone its in, has EVER gotten more than a handful of notes from my Batfam followers and only ever catch on because of my older TW followers or people who follow me BECAUSE of my stances on this and other subjects.....like. (Its funny how few people seem to mind my attitude or posting style when I’m talking about Dick’s treatment by the Batfam or DC itself or when in my asks trying to point and aim me at other characters’ fans like a bonafide attack dog, lolol, I’m just saying).

I’ve talked to people in this fandom about this very subject of how being critical of rape fics is NOT the same as being anti-sex or in search of moral purity, and I know damn well they understand my point there because they even acknowledged it themselves and said okay, I understand the nuance you’re making there.....and then they turn around and keep reblogging all those fandom purity posts even after admitting they GET now that its not actually an accurate representation of the issues and thus a false flag to raise and pass around.....and yet they keep participating in passing it around, with not a word to the contrary. 

And hell, it doesn’t even need to be my posts that get around....its not like I see anyone reblogging anyone else’s critical posts on this particular subject either, even while reblogging the stuff mocking such posts or stances.

I’m just saying. I’m very keenly aware of all that, and its exhausting.

This isn’t a dramatic omg I’m running away from fandom post, I’m not going anywhere, I still have plenty of things to say and write about Dick Grayson and I’m ultimately here for me and not anyone else so I’ll continue to do so, but like.....its just a its been depressing as hell to be in this particular fandom lately, and wearying, and just thought some of you might like to know that in case you feel like doing anything about it ever, to maybe make it a little more inviting and engaging to those of us who AREN’T here to see the rapists keep raping the characters we identify with and gravitate towards as survivors.

(And if your go-to response here or first thought is “some people write it to cope” - great, what I’m saying here is that’s not true for everyone, and whatever the experience of writing it does for them in that regard does not actually change my position on what the experience of seeing it shared and proliferated publicly in such huge quantities without allowing for any kind of criticism of this (which is actually a separate matter entirely) does for others. And that this ENVIRONMENT is actually COUNTER to other survivors’ coping, so you can’t claim that your stance on this subject is based on what’s best for survivors’ coping when its ACTUALLY based on what’s best for the coping of survivors who also happen to feed the fandom further sexy rape fic content......and uh, just FYI for anyone who isn’t a survivor themselves, whomever this might apply to - that’s literally just commodifying and exploiting the survivorship of those whose coping mechanisms happen to serve your personal self-interests and if you don’t get how that’s gross as hell, like, I don’t even know what to tell you there.)

[toadallytickles]

How did you begin to open up about your tickle fetish as you got older?

Hello! Sorry for taking a while to get to this! Good question!

If you have been a long-time-follower or go through my archive (I also horribly tagged things and a lot of my pieces of writing are buried), I thank this community on Tumblr for helping me come to accept tickling as a kink and interest, and for giving me confidence and helping me love myself. It really all started when I joined this community and put myself out there with my content and tag-talking and interacting with others. I started off really embarrassed and ashamed for liking tickling, I thought to myself I would never tell anyone or have a session or attend NEST. I had low self-esteem and was insecure about my body too so I just thought no one would ever like me or want to play with me as well. Yeah, I used to be really cruel and mean to myself.

Though I started making friends, and people would compliment me and would want to be my friend. We would tickle talk and they would tease me, even before sharing my first photoset for 200 followers! At the time, mistressboston was my favourite blog, I really enjoyed her blog and content. And it was the biggest compliment and confidence boost when she would reblog my photos, hehe~!

Through interacting with other members who shared the one thing we are in the community for, understanding each other and our insecurities, sharing body photos and being complimented and praised, making genuine friends, I felt loved and accepted- I felt at home. Their love fueled enough love in me to be able to start loving myself back.

When I started having meet-ups and actually playing, I realized that I am very young and inexperienced, and that I wanted to play and explore with multiple people, but back then I thought it was either committing to one person and playing with one person for the rest of my life, or remaining single and playing until I’m ready to settle. So I gave myself the mindset of staying single and playing and exploring with close friends who want to do that with me. I didn’t like how my college friends had relationships and dates and could talk about them, but I couldn’t because my mindset was ‘unusual’ and I didn’t want to confess my kinky side or the tickling thing yet. I got tired of hiding this side of myself- I felt there was nothing wrong with wanting to play around and explore, so I proved that to myself by confessing to some close college friends. I have written a post on my first time confessing actually. It was extremely tough, I was so embarrassed and nervous to confess, I remember being so nauseous too and wanting to cry! He took it really well though and didn’t care at all. Also I did ask days later if he’d want to play sometime and he said no HAHA. That’s easily respectable though~ But I did that!

Yeah. With the support from the Tumblr community and sharing content and playing and being kind to myself, it got easier to confess and open up about it to other people. I have no problem telling people I’m kinky- I do share the tickling part if I’m closer with them.

Having tickling and this lifestyle is just a piece of me- it doesn’t define me entirely. Like I love animals and nature, I’m very knowledgeable on species, I like to Photoshop, I’m a good person and a good friend, I won an animation competition in high school, I’m scared of leeches, I’m a Pisces, I think “egg” is hilarious, and I like tickling. It is just a piece of the puzzle of me. And everyone who knows has been super cool and accepting of it. I have also been robbed of most of my life so far due to being bullied and suffering from social anxiety. Life is short, though also long. And I am not this young forever. I won’t be 20 or in this youthful body forever. Of course when I am older I will be more mature and experienced, I will still likely be playing and exploring, the fun doesn’t end- but I don’t want to regret anything or miss anything like I have been doing growing up. I want to enjoy my physical youth while I still have it. I’m very fortunate to be getting out and exploring this young. My even younger self would not believe it.

I’ve just been fortunate to have made great friends who accept me for me. I’ve never had a negative response before. Though I am selective with who I get close with and tell. As for being kinky and living this lifestyle, that’s just.. me now! I have always been open and honest with who I am as I don’t like to play games, I like to put everything out there, and wish for the same back. I like open and honest people too! And now that I have been playing and exploring, attending the gatherings for a year, it is my lifestyle now, and from having it in my life, that has normalized tickling and playing with friends.

I don’t know how to end this. Though yeah.. a lot of my journey to coming to acceptance with this kink and myself is from the help of this community. I know the site can be weird and hateful, its so unfortunate because there are really good people in this community and I personally know that and I thank them so much from the bottom of my heart. They didn’t have to be kind and welcoming or give me the time of day- but they did, and exceeded that. And I’m forever grateful and thankful. Now I can use my love, confidence and experience to help others on their journeys. 

Surround yourself with good people. Surround yourself with people who like you for you, and help you like yourself too.

Thanks so much.

[themagnificentsevenimagines]

Hi, just want to say, I love your blog so much!! Can I just like everything in one g? Anyway, my question is: have you ever considered a Teddy Q/Red Harvest scenario where Red will go wandering and/or hunting for a few days at a time, always returning to Rose Creek, and when he does come home, Teddy is just so happy to see him? Like, they spend the next few days (or however long) being fluffy and cute, and Emma is always calling them out for PDA? Luv ya

A/N: Hi! Thank you for loving my blog I know I’m always away and barely post anything besides reblogs so now that I’m staying safe through COVID-19 and self-isolating, I promise I will do more! As for your scenario... well, NOW I’m definitely considering it so thank you so much for cursing me with the feelz! <3

So this ended up being longer than intended, and sometimes I accidentally drive away from the original idea, but I always come back to it. Most of it is in Emma’s POV as she is clearly the ship’s number one fan.

~~~

Every so often, Sam and his crew will come back to Rose Creek for some much needed time away from the spotlight. And for those who are getting much older, -can’t say who or Billy might stab me- sometimes a nice bed and a place to call home is not such a bad thing. 

So every time their heroes return, the townspeople of Rose Creek always greet them with open arms and a freshly made meal. Sheriff Emma Cullen is always the first one to greet them and always brushes off her relief and excitement to see them by rolling her eyes. Next comes Teddy Q. And after the first half a dozen times it’s happened, Faraday now knows better than to say anything whenever Red Harvest’s mood suddenly brightens. 

The celebrations take place that night, as per usual. Chisolm and the rest of his companions get to sit down, have a smoke, and feel safe around people they trust with their lives and vice versa. Over the years, Emma had finally lost it every time she saw her dead husband’s avengers take up the hotel as their place of rest and was able to build houses around the town for each of them. At first, they didn’t want to accept these gifts knowing that Emma could easily use the homes to house any new townsfolk who deem Rose Creek a decent place to live. But not many people can say no to Emma Cullen and live to tell the tale, so before the night was up, Sam already found himself in his very own house for the first time in decades. And it’s safe to say the same for the rest of his traveling companions as well. 

But it didn’t take very long for things to start rearranging again. Emma immediately noticed how both Faraday and Goodnight’s houses were rarely ever used. And then, she noticed that Teddy hasn’t been living in his own house that he’s been gifted by his dead parents when he was barely old enough to be considered a man. Over the many times Sam and his men came back to Rose Creek from their travels and took shelter in their respective houses, slowly, Faraday’s house became what they would use for a barn and then Horne would use Goodnight’s house to store and skin any meat he and Red Harvest would catch. Eventually, Rose Creek had just transformed and claimed the house as the town’s main butcher shop and so Horne and Red Harvest made a little extra money they would be able to save and use on their travels with the others. 

Emma didn’t mind that a couple of the houses she had built weren’t being used with the original intention, she just wasn’t sure if she minded the fact that Teddy didn’t feel the need to tell her that something was going on between him and the young Comanche warrior Sam had dragged into their group. She already knew about Goodnight and Billy and then later on Faraday and Vasquez. Those needles were too easy to pick out of a haystack. But it wasn’t until their group of seven came back home more and more recently did she realize that Teddy was definitely a different young man compared to what he was like before Matthew was murdered. 

This time around, she watched more closely and listened more intently. After about a couple days of her town’s heroes relaxing and enjoying their time away from their traveling passion, Red Harvest begins to wander off. That’s nothing new, as the young Indian has always gone off on his own to hunt and camp out in the wilderness whenever they return to Rose Creek. Every once in awhile, Horne would go with him as the old tracker is always content in sporting a nice hunt. They, or sometimes just Red, would disappear for a couple of days but always come back without any worry of if Sam and the others have moved on. They wouldn’t, anyway. Sam and the others always wait until their entire group is whole again and ready to move on before taking off on their next adventure.

It did seem curious to Emma that Teddy has never offered to tag along on these hunts since he seems so keen on being around Red. Whenever the Indian left, she noticed that Teddy doesn’t look sad or heartbroken, but maybe that’s because he knows Red Harvest will always come back. And it’s not like she could casually bring it up in a conversation since it was clear to her that Teddy Q didn’t want her to know about his love life. It bothered her that Teddy didn’t trust her. They were like family after all. They’ve been through a lot together. Before his marriage to Emma, Matthew Cullen actually worked for Teddy’s parents in carpentry and always took the gentleman caller under his wing either for a late-night drink or fishing. It was safe to say Matthew was the closest thing Teddy had to a brother, and then later on Emma became his sister. After Matthew’s death, Teddy didn’t ever want to part from his brother’s widow and because of that, he traveled with her to recruit Sam Chisolm and the others. Because of Matthew, Teddy Q met Red Harvest.

So, with that thought in mind, Emma confronted Teddy about it, but in a more calming matter than she originally intended, “I’m glad you’re happy.”

Teddy Q looked up from a small wood carving he was fiddling around with a small knife and smiled curiously, one eyebrow raised, “Okay? It’s just a wood carving, Emma. I do it all the time.”

“No, I meant you’re happy with someone,” Emma sighed at her friend’s gullible nature and waited for Teddy to piece the puzzles together. He watched her with confusion for a few moments before his face started to fall and turn pale. Emma couldn’t help but grin in delight to see him suddenly uncomfortable under her gaze. He should feel that way, considering he didn’t trust her with the truth, to begin with. And if that isn’t such a brotherly-sisterly thing to do, Emma wasn’t sure what was. 

“I’m glad you’re happy,” she repeats, reaching over to pinch his shoulder, “But the next time you try to hide something from me, I won’t be.”

“Yes, ma’am.”

After that, Emma realized some sort of ice wall she didn’t realize was there was suddenly broken. When Red Harvest came back from his hunt, Teddy Q openly ran up to his horse and waited for the Indian to jump down to embrace him. Red’s face had never so much closely resembled the emotion of surprise before, but it came close today as Teddy hugged him in front of several watching eyes. 

“Ugh, I thought they were out of the honeymoon phase?” Faraday grumbles from the rocking chair beside Emma, and she doesn't need to turn around to know that Vasquez had hit the gambler upside the head, “Ow!”

Vas curses something low to him in Spanish and Faraday has learned enough of the language to know when to shut up. But sometimes he challenges the outlaw and takes whatever happens in stride, “I know they’re not married, V, ya don’t have to go defending Red’s honor,” that statement doesn’t shock Emma, since she’s seen Vas and Red Harvest together, and it always reminded her of Matthew and Teddy.

“Are you saying that Red’s honor would break if he were married?” Emma raises a dangerous eyebrow to both Faraday and Vasquez with her arms crossed in front of her, and suddenly both men shut up and are suddenly interested in Joshua’s deck of cards. Goodnight just howls in laughter.

Now that Emma’s aware of the relationship, she sees most things that she hadn’t noticed before. Like how sometimes Red comes back from wandering off with small gifts for Teddy. None of the gifts are expensive-looking or pretty in Faraday’s eyes, but most of the gifts were something Red Harvest made or found, like a shiny rock smoothed over by a relentless waterfall or a simple necklace he had made with twine and one of his arrowheads. That gift, in particular, is one Emma is familiar with since she never sees Teddy take it off.

She doesn’t ask, but she always wonders why Teddy doesn’t go with Red whenever Sam deems it’s time for the group to move on. He clearly wants to go, and Red clearly wants him to come with, but he never does. Emma selfconsciously wonders if she’s holding Teddy Q back from truly being happy, and she even tells him so once by saying that she can take care of Rose Creek by herself if he wanted to leave.

“I know that,” he answers without hesitation, and boy does that ever boost Emma’s confidence, “But about you? Can you take care of yourself?”

It didn’t sound like an insult. Nothing ever does coming out of Teddy’s mouth. And Emma knows she can stubbornly deny it if she wants to, but deep down she knew she wouldn’t. She made Teddy promise to never keep secrets from her, and she intended on keeping the same promise to him. Deep down, she knows she needs Teddy, and Teddy always reassures that he needs her, too. So she stopped asking, knowing that Teddy was a grown man and if he ever wants to leave Rose Creek and travel with Red and his companions, then he can make that decision for himself.

But they’re never away for long. Red Harvest always comes back along with the rest of their crew. At the very least, they only come back once a year, but mostly they come back more often than that. They need a place to always consider home and Emma will live out the rest of her life gifting them that. But now she’s even more determined to live even longer if it means that Red Harvest can come home to Teddy Q.  

[fouxtte-blog]

okay so i don't want to copy each symbol in but -- i'm just going to say all of the headcanons in that last meme you reblogged because i want to know alllllllllll the things please.

(( @tuppencetrinkets — headcanon meme ))

thank u so much!! gonna be a long post, so dropping it under a readmore!

—– Send ❂ for a like headcanon.

as i’m certain shows with the blog coloring, fayne really likes pastel colors. pinks, blues, and greens in particular. she also likes neon green, but only sometimes… and only on certain things like curtains or bedspreads. 

—– Send ✄ for a favorite movie of my muse’s. 

wall-e. the space dancing scene gets her every time. 

—– Send ✚ for one of my muse’s prized possessions.

pointe shoes. her first pair. in ballet. getting your very first pair of pointe shoes means that you’ve reached a higher level of skill, so its really an important event. and even though she has to buy new ones fairly often, now, fayne still brings her first pair with her to each performance, tucked away in her bag like a good luck charm. 

—– Send ✿ for a happy memory.

any time she spent with aunt cynthia. but, one particular memorable sleepover was when her aunt allowed her to watch Jurassic Park. fayne, of course, did not sleep at all that night, fearing raptors coming charging into her room or a t-rex breaking through her window  ( perhaps showing it to an, already prone to nightmares, 10 year old wasn’t her aunt’s best idea, after all. )  and her parents had a fit the next day when they found out. but, it was an amazing, thrilling night that fayne remembers fondly. 

—– Send ♡ for a friendship headcanon.

fayne never truly had any friends growing up. she was privately tutored for any actual schoolwork, and the rest of the time was spent training. there were a few occasions when she would attend a ballet class with other children her age. she got along fairly well with most of them and they’d have fun dancing together… but, then she was always whisked off to another studio, another instructor. eventually, she gave up trying to make friends altogether. 

—– Send ♬ for a childhood headcanon.

fayne was never really allowed much in the way of an actual childhood. the only times she was ever really treated as a child, and not a pupil, was during her time with aunt cynthia. those are the only times she can recall playing on playgrounds, or watching cartoons, or eating more sweets than she needed. or anything childlike in general. 

—– Send ☼ for a dream headcanon.

fayne tends not to remember her dreams unless they’re very strange…. such as arm wrestling a grizzly bear in space, for instance. her subconscious can be very bizarre when it chooses. 

—– Send ♧ for a cooking headcanon.

fayne is actually a decent cook, although she doesn’t do it very often. normally, she won’t have time and simply orders room service or take-out. 

—– Send ❧ for a food headcanon.

she really loves spicy foods. the spicier the better. in fact, if it doesn’t have five peppers beside its name on a menu, she might consider it a little on the bland side. 

—– Send ★ for a talent headcanon.

puzzle solving. originally she picked it up as a way to occupy her time during the long trips between performances / instructors, but she’s gotten quite good at it. she can solve word puzzles, number puzzles, picture puzzles, etc. in very short time. 

—– Send ❀ for a crush my muse has had.

she doesn’t really have crushes, per se. she has infatuations and lusts. to her, crushes are reserved for something more innocent, long-term, like a high-school sweetheart. what she has are quick, over in a moment, not usually built on anything other than physical attraction. 

—– Send △ for a sex headcanon.

she varies between top and bottom, depending on the day. sometimes she loves taking control and, other times, she’s just content to lie back and enjoy the moment. 

—– Send ➷ for a sports headcanon.

fayne did try competitive swimming at one point, when she was very young, but her parents were both very quick to shut that down because  “ that’s not what we’re training you to do “ . 

—– Send ♤ for a ‘dislike’ headcanon.

she’s actually grown to dislike sweet foods over the past few years. partly because they are a painful reminder of the times she spent with her aunt, and also because she feels sugary foods are childish. she’ll still enjoy a cupcake or ice cream cone from time to time, but for the most part, fayne will turn them away if offered. 

—– Send ♆ for something my muse hates.

her parents… HATE may be a bit of a strong word, but she definitely harbors a strong animosity toward them both. pushing her into a career she didn’t want, denying her a childhood, not allowing her to attend her aunt’s funeral… and these are merely a handful of reasons. if she never got to see her parents again, fayne would not be sad. 

—– Send ⊗ for a phobia headcanon.

lifelike inanimate objects. dolls, mannequins. at one theater she performed at, they were storing a realistic puppet for an upcoming show in her changing room. fayne absolutely REFUSED to be in there unless it was first temporarily removed, or one of her fellow ballerinas sat in the room with her. this fear has grown worse the older she’s become. 

—– Send ☾ for a sleep headcanon.

fayne does, surprisingly, have a very well obeyed sleep schedule. she’s in bed no later than 10 pm  ( on nights when she’s not spending time in a bar or in another’s company, that is )  and always awake by 8 am. 

—– Send ✜ for a fear headcanon.

failure. its been so ingrained in her that she must always be perfect, that the fear of falling below those expectations puts tremendous strain on her nerves. failure means punishment. a fall or slip means rebuke. not achieving a prize in a competition ensures absolute silence and disappointment from her parents until she manages to win another. she cannot fail. she cannot “let” herself fail. she’s terrified of the possibility. 

—– Send ☠ for a death headcanon.

fayne has no belief in an afterlife of any kind. while she does enjoy the thought of ghosts and spirits, she does not think they’re truly possible. and she certainly has no hope in any sort of deity. 

—– Send ◊ for a headcanon of the mun’s choice.

her favorite method of affection is affirmation. tell her she’s doing a good job. encourage her. praise her. especially during sex. the things it does to her, oh boy.  but even outside of the bedroom, the poor girl needs a little reassurance sometimes, considering she’s so paralyzingly scared of failure. a little boost to let her know she’s doing okay does wonders for her mood / self-esteem. 

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I’m like... 90% sure that all the blogs following me are dead lmao. None of the blogs I used to see actively post anymore (which is disheartening b/c I don’t like to interact with people under 18 usually and these were blogs that I knew were older users) and I don’t really get reblogs or likes anymore, not just on my personal content, but reblogged content either. It’s a good day if I get 15 reblogs for any post in particular. I’ve got 728 followers lol. Has the flight rising community on tumblr just collectively kicked the bucket?? Getting on this blog seems kinda pointless, ‘cause at this point.. it just makes me feel lonely.

I’m still gonna use this blog, I guess, but probably more as a “note to self” sort of thing than anything else. I’m not going to post art or stories with the expectation that anyone is actually going to see them anymore, I’m not even going to bother putting them in the tag either. I’ll still reblog art and stuff from the users that are still active, but I probably won’t do any “boosts” unless it’s someone taking cash commissions because... well, just, hardly anyone would see it and that just feels hollow to me.

Also it sort of feels like the only things anyone wants to look at now are gijinkas. Which sucks for me because, well, I’m just not fuckin’ good at drawing them. My fully colored, shaded, background-added pieces don’t get any notes but a 2 second sketch of someone’s half-naked human with horns gets 300. it’s just. real fuckin’ discouraging tbh. like I used to get really excited to post stuff because I couldn’t wait to read people’s comments and tags, and now I’m my second biggest “fan” in activity because I’m the only one reblogging anything I post. that’s just a really shitty feeling and I really don’t want to feel like that anymore.

so yeah, tl;dr, this blog is not gonna be a blog where I actively interact with anyone anymore. not posting stuff into the tag, not posting sales posts, not posting art threads, none of that. it’s gonna be here for my own reference for my headcanons and stuff about my own dragons and their stories and occasional site-specific content I need to keep track of.

oh well. had a good run I guess lol