✨Faith, Trust, & Pixie Dust!✨

Mun: Age, 28, Bisexual 💖💜💙 ✨🍀 Fly with you! I am Quinnella. It is a pleasure to meet you. Welcome to Pixie Hollow! It is always so much fun meeting new Fairy Friends! Flit by my workshop for anything that requires a bit of Tinkering, or, if you just want to chat about the latest Fairy gossip. Fly with you soon! 🍀✨ 🍃⚜️🍃⚜️🍃⚜️🍃 {{ Roleplay Icons created via various Disney Fairies Edits by me / Disney Movie Edits by me / Pulp Artworks & Magazine Cover Edits by me }}

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✨ Attention Pixies!!! ✨

Pertaining to MDNI Content:

Mun is over 18 (28 years old as stated in my Header above), this blog will sometimes contain certain posts that are NSFW - always tagged with Tumblrs ‘Mature’ Rating, as well as personalized tags so that people can block them at their own discretion via the Muns tags:

Suggestive / NSFW / Naughty Lil Fae 🧚🏻‍♀️💋 / The Forbidden Forest 🌲

If you are actively online, using an app that is for consumers over 13+, you should be smart enough to block tags for your personal comfort / safety. Your internet usage is your own prerogative (responsibility); always be kind and courteous to your fellow Pixies (minors) and full-fledged Faeries (adults) alike, as I have already extended a wing of caution.

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[catsdelightful-deactivated20240]

Hey artists, C. Spike Trotman, founder of Iron Circus Comics, just posted an invaluable thread on depicting different types of black hair. I’d do the thing where you screencap the whole thread and post it but it’s just too long (which is great because it’s a whole lot of useful information!) Give her a follow while you’re there.

Anyway, go check it out. I just wanted to save it and share it because I didn’t know how much I didn’t know!

[misslunarose]

This is an amazing resource, not only for artists, but for writers too! I love this!

{ID - tweet from @/Iron_Spike that reads, “Black Hair for Non-Black Artists: a Cheat Sheet Thread. Hi, folks! Just spur-of-the-moment decided to put together some reference for folks who want to draw/model black characters in their work, but arent confident they won’t make simple, obvious mistakes w/r/t black hair. END ID}

[obi-mom-kenobi]

I noticed in the comments that some people can’t see the thread, so I took screenshots for y'all!

More will come in reblogs, since tumblr has an image limit

[obi-mom-kenobi]

[jamiegeode]

@creatingblackcharacters !!!

[crownmemes]

Worried & Scared Sentences, Vol. 3

(Sentences for muses who are in trouble and are worried or scared because of it. Adjust phrasing where needed)

"You didn't get that urge you get? You know, to do something silly?"

"I'm worried about you. I think you might need some help."

"I can't physically stop you, but I'm not letting you out of my sight!"

"Why can't you just leave things alone?"

"Something's making my neck hairs stand up..."

"Being frightened is a normal, natural human function, just like breathing. It's how you react to fright that really counts."

"How do I know you're actually you?"

"I've never seen you show caution, which is itself a cause for concern."

"You said you wouldn't freak out!"

"Do you spook easily?"

"I was scared, and I still am."

"The major ingredient in any recipe for fear is the unknown."

"You shouldn't have come back. I have a bad feeling about this."

"I'm not sure I should get involved with this..."

"Don't kill me - or if you have to, please do it humanely!"

"Are we really going to pretend that didn't just happen?"

"This is exactly the sort of thing that got you into trouble in the first place!"

"We should probably sleep in shifts, just in case."

"If everything's going to be alright, why are you taking a gun?"

"You're not a serial killer, are you?"

"Can you promise me it's going to be okay? Please?"

"I need you to pull yourself together. Can you do that?"

"You missed the turn. Where are you taking me?"

"I may be a coward, but I'm not a fool!"

"I hate it when you have ideas. It makes me very nervous."

"This really freaks me out!"

"Do you see something behind me?"

"This may be a silly question, but do you have a plan?"

"Someone might see us!"

"Why do you always have to make me feel so uneasy?"

"Don't drink that! It could be poisoned!"

"We're in uncharted territory; the time for caution has long passed."

"I thought they made those things illegal!"

"It's okay if you're scared right now. I know I am."

"Am I a fool for even considering this?"

"You know, I'm not really comfortable with being the bait here!"

"Do you have a bad feeling about this?"

"What are you more scared of? Trying something new, or that this is all there is?"

"It's starting again, isn't it?"

"Are you sure you want to keep going?"

[princessquinnella]

@inaudible-summoner

Blood Gem Princess Quinnella 🩸💎 x Lord Summoner Lawrence 💔

@inaudible-summoner ⚡️

[princessquinnella]

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[princessquinnella]

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[princessquinnella]

♥️💋🌹

[autumnwoodsdreamer]

I never liked those posts that reduce the Disney princesses to “girl who overacts about something and dramatically flings herself down and bawls” (super popular in the early 10’s and somehow that’s how a shocking majority view the classics now) but after an Aladdin (1992) rewatch, it’s especially egregious that they ever included Jasmine in that.

This part. This is the part I’m talking about

This is not a woman falling to pieces because her father won’t let her marry a man she just met.

This is a woman born to a life she has very little say in. She has never had a genuine friend (besides a tiger). She is facing a marriage to a man she doesn’t know and doesn’t like but duty (and the law) demands it. So she took a risk, ran away, ran to a world she doesn’t know or understand and when she landed in trouble (serious, serious trouble) a stranger came to her aid. She finally (finally!) made a real connection with someone but they didn’t get much time together before the guards showed up and she had to reveal who she was.

This moment when she’s crying her heart out? It comes after she’s been told that the first person she ever connected with, the first person to be genuinely interested in her for who she is and not what she is, the first real friend she has ever made, was executed… because of her.

She believes a good, innocent person has lost their life because of her actions, and what’s more, it brings home the reality for her that she cannot have a normal life or normal relationships, because see the consequences one little attempt wrought?

[notlikeothernurses]

I actually love this trope. People treat crying like some kind of moral failure. Boys shouldn't cry, girls *can* cry, but that's also what makes them inferior. If this is not an example of toxic masculity, I don't know what is.

Crying is normal. Even if it's over something trivial. We all face a lot of struggles in their lives, whether we acknowledge it or not. Something minor might end up breaking the camel's back.

Anyway, here's one of my favorite scenes in Beauty and the Beast:

Belle's reaction is completely understandable. I think Mrs. Potts put it best: "The girl lost her father and her freedom all in one day." That's not overreacting!

[autumnwoodsdreamer]

Thank you so much for adding Belle!

Really, none of the classic princesses deserve the misinterpretation.

Cinderella?

Again, this is not after someone told her “yOu CaN’t MaRrY a MaN yOu JuSt MeT”—this is after she went to great lengths to get ready for the ball, adhering to the intentionally difficult (meant to be impossible) stipulations set by her abusive step-mother for her to be allowed to attend (when really she was invited and had as much right as the others to attend). She made that dress (I can’t recall off the top of my head if the classic animated version was also her mother’s old dress she restyled or not but still, she put in a ton of work on top of all the extra house work) and what did her step-family do? They tore to shreds while she was wearing it. Of course she’s lost hope: it’s the final straw after years and years of doggedly remaining optimistic despite constant harsh treatment.

Let’s go to another favourite: Mulan.

Mulan’s just had the worst day.

She tried her hardest to live up to her family’s and her society’s expectations and vision of a perfect bride but she failed. Not only did it go wrong, but she was publicly humiliated by the Matchmaker—by extension, humiliating her family.

Granted, her family has been kind and sympathetic about the whole thing. Her father even goes to encourage her, assuring her of his unconditional love for her and his confidence that she’ll get it right next time.

She’s just beginning to smile when the drums pound and news of war reaches their village. Her father—her beloved father who’s already a veteran and lives with a disability—is expected as the only male in their family to suit up and head out in the morning.

Mulan can’t help. Nothing she says will be listened to and she can’t take his place (until, of course, she thinks of a way to do so which this moment of crying it out in the rain leads to—score one for having a good cry and clearing your head).

There’s of course more. Take any princess’ dramatic crying momentTM and review the context and I’ll bet you’ll see it’s never as trivial as some have framed it. And, yes, like prev pointed out, it’s this awful thing of people believing boys can’t cry and girls can but then they can never be taken seriously.

Crying is healthy. And crying in response to emotional distress is totally normal. Writers and storytellers across the ages have understood it and portrayed it.

[heavensenthearty]

Has anybody added Ariel already?

She didn't deserve to see the things that she held dearly destroyed right before her eyes by her own father. No, it wasn't just about the cute guy she just met. Her family had never approved of her interests and she felt so isolated that she hid them away. Just collecting random stuff that she felt oddly inspired by. Then Triton obliterated it. Her memories, all the care she put into organizing it and keeping it safe—gone. He couldn't accept her passion because it didn't align with his beliefs, so he destroyed it. The ultimate rejection from a parent, the very people who are supposed to love you and make you feel safe.

My girl deserved—which she ultimately got in the end—but still.

[twinklecupcake]

Let's take a sec to mention Aurora.

Or Briar Rose, who she thought she was.

She's not just crying because her aunts/the three fairies told her she couldn't be with this guy she just met. She's crying because she just found out her entire life is a lie. She's not a simple peasant girl living with her eccentric aunties, she's a princess. She's a princess of a kingdom she knows little about, has parents she's never met, she's going to go see them today, they're going to leave their little cottage to go to this castle she doesn't even remember, meet people she can't remember... The 'hunter' she met in the woods? She can't keep visiting him after all, she's a princess and has to leave everything about this life behind her today

and on top of all of that, it is her goddamn birthday when she learns all this.

[starwarrior65]

This slander has to cease once and for all.

[allthingswhumpyandangsty]

[princessquinnella]

The Princess recoils in terror at the menacing shadow that looms above her. The dark pink hue blindly glaring venomously within The Summoners eyes.

She’d witnessed Lawrence’s power herself enough times to be wary of its being cast upon her. The reason Lawrence had been placed as her personal guard in the first place.

… Yet it was his sullen speech she heard instead of a command of aggression. His footsteps heavy as he walked away from her.

“You dare turn your back on me?!” The faerie scowls, her wingtips prickling.

Childishly, she tosses a mushroom cap throw pillow at the man as he gathers up the remains of his attire from the sparkling crystalline floor.

Her hands fall to her womb - a devilishly wicked grin on her face.

“I carry your child within me now, Lord Summoner.”

She was his. He was Hers.

For now and forever.

Her brand shimmers in protest, shining soft beneath her fingertips as she traces the forcefully branded pattern around her navel.

Just how long would it take for her to properly show the fruits of their shameful excursion off?

“Oh, whatever shall my Father do to you, now, Human?” Her delicate tone jingles with pitches of vengeful connivance. “Ruining me so entirely…”

“You will stay.” She snarls the command. One last futile attempt to garner whatever power she had left.

Though she held none at all, far less than she would ever know, soon enough.

“I demand your attentions.” She was feeling terribly weak after it all, and her tantrum wasn’t making things better. Her head was swimming and foggy, and she hardly move, his cock had driven through her so forcefully…

So wonderfully…

Besides… To simply be left like this after what they’d just shared… Well, it was utterly and quite simply incorrigible!

Her hand reaches out - almost imploringly - as she cradles her swollen womb, her eyes sparkling in gentle affectionate reverence, rather in countenance to her lashing tongue.

… Please… Lawrence…

The words stay stuck upon her tongue, unspoken, the pathetic woman biting her lip to keep some air of dignity - if that could even be kept at a time like this.

She would not beg.

Not until she was forced to.

[breatheless-summoner]

"What was that look?" He give a smug smile laced with a cold stare, what a strange combination of a smirk and upturn eyes with no sparkle or shine in them.

Stepping forward he's loom over her climbing over her. "Demand my attention? Maybe because you...harbored feelings for me...wanting to run away maybe? Is that why...your body so readily accepted my seed?" As he stated that he pulled her towards him, her back to his chiseled chest as he massaged her breast with both strong hands.

"Wanting to be filled repeatedly by this cock making a whole nation...of our children...where you can lead and I can make love to you?" Lawrence accidently slipped out something he'd be okay with.

"Well if your father...did something...it be a shame; our child would be without a father; and you'd loose this." He'd rub his massive meet on her walls, getting her used to it's feeling so she knew every inch of how it felt, nibbling and licking her ear, seemed like she liked that from earlier--so he'd tease and focus on that one while he had her in his arms.

"But...you can make it so we can fuck...make love more freely...so your daddy can give you more freedom...I just need one thing from you." He switch positions, doggy after all she was a bitch and like most animals should be on all fours. Pushing himself back in he'd leave that hanging on her mind as he went back to filling her, bulging her on his cock, if she was a good girl, he'd let her sit on his lap as he fucked her, they had all night and the night was young.

If she asked what he needed, he'd know that he had her wrapped around her finger tips.

[princessquinnella]

“N-No!” She protests his foolish sentiments. “Never!”

Her? A divine faerie - a Princess! - Harbor feelings for such a lowborn creature as he?! Run away with him?! Such impertinence! Such gal! Such… Such…

All flighty, hostile defiance fell in an instant as he drew near, his chiseled frame enveloping her fragile buxom physique.

The sparkling dust that coated her skin reflected off the sheen of sweat that glimmered in the low lantern-glow - casting her in a halo of soft light.

“Ohhh… Yeesss…” She whines pitifully at his touch as his hands fondle her large, sumptuous breasts. “Yes, yes Sir, Lawerence… It’s all true! Please, forgive me my cruel tongue… Ah!” She was putty in his hands.

She glances over her shoulder, eyeing the resolve in his stern gaze.

“To have your children… to be your cock slave, to be your Queen… to rule at your side…” She whines and writhes in his touch. “It is all I desire! To be at the beck and call of your ravenous desires, to be a dutiful wife to and mother to the kin your magnificent cock shall breed daily deep within me!”

“Nyah!!” Then his cock was inside her once again, shoving her on all fours; his thick veiny rod rubbing rhythmically against her velvety wet walls, viciously engorging her womb once again. “Ahh! Ahh!! Ooohhh!” She moaned like a slut in heat; granting any surrounding beasts or guardsmen another firm heady jerk on their rods.

“Ang!” His arms pull her closer, and she can feel his heartbeat firm against her back, thrumming against her wings as his tongue swirled around the delicate point of her ears.

“I… I shall do whatever I must!” She groans, “Anything!” The Princess was lost amidst a haze of pleasure and spell-binding bliss - a pliable cock sleeve of a puppet, ready at his command. “Please, please tell me what I can do to please you, Sir!”

[themakeupbrush]

Roopi Gill at the 2026 Cannes Film Festival

[princessquinnella]

@inaudible-summoner

Quinn would totally do this to annoy Lawrence - just for the fun of it lol

[reigninghavok-archive-deactivat]

Even if our threads get dropped, the relationship built between our muses doesn't go away

I’m terrible for losing muse for a thread, and a lot of my threads don’t get finished. But that doesn’t mean I don’t want to rp anymore, or that any relationship between our muses is for nothing.

[princessquinnella]

@inaudible-summoner

Blood Gem Princess Quinnella 🩸💎 x Lord Summoner Lawrence 💔

@inaudible-summoner ⚡️

[princessquinnella]

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[princessquinnella]

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[girlsdogmotif]

Time line of average whump enjoyer:

a little too obsessed with those scenes in Tangled, Aladdin, and Sleeping Beauty, etc. in childhood

being an intense reader during elementary school, enjoying books with lots of angst and violence. re-reading certain parts because "they're just really well written chapters"

in early teens downloads instagram and pinterest and saves a bunch of hero/villain writing prompts and snippits for "writing inspo"

eventually downloads Tumblr and follows @the-modern-typewriter

finds out what whump is by following whump blogs and begins to like and reblog posts

discovery of ao3 and Graphic Depictions of Violence tag

rebloging too many whump posts on main, creates sideblog "just for reblogging"

writes a few of their own prompts/drabbles

finds amazing whump series and becomes obsessed with peoples OCs

starts writing own whump story

10,000 years later: autocorrect finally no longer corrects "whump" to thump, chump, whimper, lump, whomp, etc.

[princessquinnella]

Her entire body goes rigid as the Princess feels herself filled twice over, his hot cum gushing into her engorged, continuously swelling womb.

Her shame finalized. A petite hand dizzily raises to gingerly caress her swollen cum dump of a nursery, the magical symbol elegantly branded around her navel stinging with indignation.

The brand had been marked upon her at birth to repel those of magical bearing. Her Fathers own mark of ownership of his property…

It had no recourse to hold against allowing a humans lowly sperm to impregnate her. Now with its magic waned, any creature of this realm could have her as an incubator for their spawn.

She was hardly even aware of the Summoners actions as he circled her, her simple mind still clouded in its lustful haze as he held her whorish face up to the magic box he carried around, yet the flash in her eyes amidst quick sharp clicking noises ringing distantly in her cum drunk ears told her distinctly he’d gifted himself an instant portrait of her indignity.

The cad.

“Nyah!!!” She’s shocked back to earth as he hauls her by the ankle beneath him once again, roughly thrusting his monstrous cock back inside the warmth of her tight whorish snatch.

The Princess winces sharply, weakly peering through her long lashes to glower up at the Summoner who had defiled her.

Despite her precariously dangerous position, she dared attempt to challenge the man who now held more power over her than any other within all The Twelve Realms.

She spits in his face, cursing his name in the silvery song of her Faerie Tongue.

“If I refuse?”

[breatheless-summoner]

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He'd continue pleasuring her body, at first unaware of the magical sigil, but as it glowed and she held her stomach a realization washed over him...that was it wasn't it? He'd laugh if it wasn't so dark, he was going to have a half fae child, he was bound to this trash! But he never know potent he was, how the magic in him made orgasms more pleasurable for non summoner.

He knew how far he took it, her speared on his cock still, her surrender...he was a fool to take this course, but it was too late, if he wanted to see his family again, his home; he needed to overthrow them.

Then she spat on him, the normally stoic face changes to rage, for a split second his shadow transforms to the silhouette of Juno and his eyes flash pink before he takes a deep breath, using her hair he'd wipe it off him, and unsheathe himself from her.

"...Shame. I was going to give you endless pleasure. Maybe show you the human world you so desire...but you can be sold by your father; maybe to some goblins, some dull noble even..." Feeding on her boredom, her fear, and her desire, he'd start slowly putting on his clothing, not to actually leave, just to tease her.

[princessquinnella]

The Princess recoils in terror at the menacing shadow that looms above her. The dark pink hue blindly glaring venomously within The Summoners eyes.

She’d witnessed Lawrence’s power herself enough times to be wary of its being cast upon her. The reason Lawrence had been placed as her personal guard in the first place.

… Yet it was his sullen speech she heard instead of a command of aggression. His footsteps heavy as he walked away from her.

“You dare turn your back on me?!” The faerie scowls, her wingtips prickling.

Childishly, she tosses a mushroom cap throw pillow at the man as he gathers up the remains of his attire from the sparkling crystalline floor.

Her hands fall to her womb - a devilishly wicked grin on her face.

“I carry your child within me now, Lord Summoner.”

She was his. He was Hers.

For now and forever.

Her brand shimmers in protest, shining soft beneath her fingertips as she traces the forcefully branded pattern around her navel.

Just how long would it take for her to properly show the fruits of their shameful excursion off?

“Oh, whatever shall my Father do to you, now, Human?” Her delicate tone jingles with pitches of vengeful connivance. “Ruining me so entirely…”

“You will stay.” She snarls the command. One last futile attempt to garner whatever power she had left.

Though she held none at all, far less than she would ever know, soon enough.

“I demand your attentions.” She was feeling terribly weak after it all, and her tantrum wasn’t making things better. Her head was swimming and foggy, and she hardly move, his cock had driven through her so forcefully…

So wonderfully…

Besides… To simply be left like this after what they’d just shared… Well, it was utterly and quite simply incorrigible!

Her hand reaches out - almost imploringly - as she cradles her swollen womb, her eyes sparkling in gentle affectionate reverence, rather in countenance to her lashing tongue.

… Please… Lawrence…

The words stay stuck upon her tongue, unspoken, the pathetic woman biting her lip to keep some air of dignity - if that could even be kept at a time like this.

She would not beg.

Not until she was forced to.

[akimarshmallow]

what abled ppl think is a massive problem for disabled folks: 13 year old on the internet faking something

what is actually a massive problem for disabled folks: "well you don't LOOK disabled, are you sure you're not faking? I'm not giving you accommodations until you PROVE you're not faking. Please give me, a stranger, your medical info and explain your condition to me in detail so I know you're not faking and only then will I respect or take you seriously"

[macgyvermedical]

PSA:

Acetaminophen/paracetamol has a hard stop upper dose limit, above which it becomes extremely toxic.

That limit is 4g (8 “extra strength” (500mg) tablets) in 24 hours (about 2 tablets every 6 hours).

A single dose of 22 extra strength tablets can kill you.

Taking 12 or more tablets per day for more than a week can also kill you (this is about 3 tablets every 6 hours).

Symptoms of overdose take up to 24 hours to manifest, and are fairly difficult to distinguish from other problems. They include abdominal pain (especially right upper quadrant), nausea, malaise, and confusion.

The antidote (n-acetylcystine) must be given within 8hours of ingestion in order to be useful.

After 10 hours the only thing that will work is a liver transplant.

You might think “why would I ever accidentally take so much?”

Well, acetaminophen is in almost everything in the cold/flu/pain aisle. Migraine combos like Excedrin, cold and flu combos like NyQuil, basically anything that says “non-aspirin pain relief”, and anything that’s branded as a fever reducer. It’s all probably acetaminophen/paracetamol.

So the goal of this post is to get you to read the labels on your medications. Because taking taking Tylenol and NyQuil together for a week (like you might if you had the flu) could kill you.

[fleetingruin]

Please don't forget this shit, after it happened to a family member, he died 8 years later because of the continuing health complications even though he survived the initial overdose

[cakeisnotpie]

I didn't know this for years, and I took so many pills, sometimes 4 at one go, every four hours, like 16 a day, because of endometriosis and migraines. It took a migraine specialist to explain rebound headaches and overdoses when I was in my 40s. Then I went cold turkey on all OTC drugs to get off the cycle. Please, please, if a couple tylenol aren't working for you, talk to your doctor or find one who will listen to you if you can.

[princessquinnella]

@inaudible-summoner

Blood Gem Princess Quinnella 💎🩸⚜️ x (Scheming) Lord Summoner Lawrence ⚡️

[eridanidreams]

NEW TUMBLR SCAM

So some asshole has thought up a new Tumblr scam: it's a post on a Tumblr account that's named something to make it look official-ish.

Variations include:

account-help

account-sync

account-update

account-updating

These posts show up on your dashboard, telling you that because they think you've monetized your Tumblr account, they're putting you in the penalty box sending you to the cornfield setting you to "Lurker Mode" where you can post but no one will see your posts. And, naturally, all you have to do is click on the helpful link to give tumblrsupport your account data to get it fixed.

Friends, this is a big fat lie.

The official location of Tumblr Support is https://www.tumblr.com/support or https://support.tumblr.com. And guess what? They'll already have your account information.

Tumblr has no such thing as Lurker Mode.

If you right-click on their link, you'll see it's a munged/shortened link. You can go to a site like https://www.expandurl.net to expand that link and see where it takes you: it's not Tumblr Support.

@staff, please be aware this is happening.

Be aware. Be careful. Don't give your account info to anyone. Be safe, and happy blogging!