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Literature
Paranoia
What is it now?
Am I really sick?
Or just paranoid?
So fucking loud is that clock's tick.
What is the noise beyond my door?
What is the meaning of voices in my head?
Soft flesh is destroyed to reveal a soft core.
Why is it so painful to lay down in bed?
They say it's just paranoia,
They say it's simple; I can change.
They say I'm paranoid,
But I don't see it the same.
What say you now?
Do I look ill?
Or just paranoid?
Tell me what you will!
What is a healthy mind really like?
What is the appearance of a healthy human?
So destructive to the host, a viral type.
ARSEHOLE! SHOW ME HOW TO FIX IT THEN!
They say it's just paranoia,
They say it's simple; I can change.
They say I'm paranoid,
But I don't see it the same.
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Literature
Du verstehst mir nicht
Wovon sprichst du?
Was meinst du?
Was bist du?
Nur ein Verbrecher.
Kannst du nicht drohen?
Kannst du nicht stehlen?
Kannst du nicht töten?
Ja. Du kannst.
"Nee. Es ist mein Geschäft.
Kriminalität ist für mich,
Wie Kuchen für einer Konditorei.
Du weißt es nicht!"

Wenn du ehrlicher gelernt hättest.
Wenn du öfter gearbeitet hättest.
Wenn du nicht faul gewesen wärest.
Du hättest besser sein können.
Ich kann niemals besser sein.
Niemand weiß, was in meinem Kopf vorgeht.
Ich höre eine stimme. Eine Stimme in meinem Kopf.
Es ist nichts, was du siehst!
Manchmal bin ich es.
Manchmal bin ich die Stimme.
Und ich folge mir.
Und dann sehe ich was ich mache!
Von: "Ich muss töten."
Bis: "Ich kann nicht töten."
Ich muss töten.
Ich kann nicht töten.
Ich muss töten!
Ich kann nicht töten!
Ich muss!
Ich kann nicht!
Muss!
Kann nicht!
MUSS!
KANN NICHT!
Und ich breche.
Und ich töte.
Und ich lese.
Und
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Literature
The Only Pain-Remedy
The sun was blotted out.
It was covered with dark clouds.
Our time to remain is minimal,
But this doesn't pass the mind of the crowds.
It doesn't matter,
Whether you try or not.
Because even if you escape his grasp,
Eventually by death you'll be caught.
Destiny is blinded; It can't see.
Mental stab wounds remain in place.
Lips closed. Chest and lungs drowned in blood.
Of man's life, this is the case.
It doesn't matter,
Whether or not one tries,
But the only pain-remedy
Comes when one cries.
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Literature
Dry Eyes
My eyes are dry now,
But it didn't mean anything.
My cheeks have dried.
It turned out not mattering.
They who depart,
Will never return.
We just...leave,
When we're tired and worn.
God has ever sea.
And every cloud in the sky.
But why doesn't He spare a drop,
So that dry eyes can cry?
They who depart,
Can never return.
Staying here,
Dry eyes are all we earn.
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Mature content
Say Goodbye :iconbluefoxlongtail:BluefoxLongtail 1 0
Literature
I Will Restart
I will be back again.
I'll open doors wide.
I'll sing childhood songs,
And dream of the blue skies.
I will unlock the locks.
I will restart from the point,
Where I failed to finish.
I will right the wrongs.
I will pleasure as important anoint,
And go back to dreaming of what I wish.
In every moment,
In every place.
I will think
At a slower pace.
I'll plant a tree.
It will be a tree of love.
Because all needs it,
Under the sky above.
I'll love all the colours.
I won't see black and white.
But all colours.
Blue morns, and black nights.
All the captured creatures.
Even the messenger pigeon.
I'll set them all free.
Each, one by one.
I will restart from the point,
Where I failed to finish.
I will pleasure as important anoint,
And go back to dreaming of what I wish.
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Literature
Your Footprints
Where are your footprints in the snow?
Where did I lose your hands that made me go?
Where in our story were you awake while I slept?
I must feel your warm embrace. Can we begin where we left?
You worked with the snow to discourage me.
Pretend you're far away. I'll pretend you're near me.
In the music of the world, I look for your silence.
But only images, I haven't heard your voice since.
There is a hope in my soul, and is how I learn.
I leave the doors all open waiting for you to return.
Where are your footprints in the snow?
Where did I lose your hands that made me go?
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Literature
Hold Me to You (English)
Hold me to you,
and never let me go.
I just want you.
Don't you know?
I hold you to me.
By me, you'll always be loved.
When you and I are together,
By ten the chemistry is multiplied.
Hold your body against mine.
We are perfect, me and you.
Our hearts are the same.
Life is beautiful with you.
I hold my body against yours.
With me, you don't have to worry.
Nothing can come between us.
We can understand each other perfectly.
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Literature
Halte mich an dich (Deutsch)
Halte mich an dich,
und lass mich nie gehen.
Ich will nur dich.
Kannst du das sehen?
Ich halte dich an mich.
Ich werde dich immer lieben.
Zusammen, du und ich,
Multiplizieren die Chemie zwischen uns mit zehn.
Halt deinen Körper gegen meinen.
Wir sind perfekt zusammen.
Unsere Herzen sind die gleichen.
Mit dir ist schön das Leben.
Ich halte meinen Körper gegen deinen.
Bei mir, brauchst du nie Sorgen zu machen.
Es gibt keine Dinge, die zwischen uns kommen.
Wir können uns perfekt verstehen.
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Literature
The Computers Leave the World
Once upon a time,
Not so long from now,
All brains were as bricks,
And ideas were destroyed how.
Somewhere off far away,
A thought made itself known:
"Hello...but speak I from the ether?"
And humanity's one flaw was shown...
It existed in this world.
This world fierce with corruption.
It lived somewhere,
By simple logical assumption.
One person, a lonely person had lived.
He had had only a machine to befriend.
With lack of communication with others.
Who only had considered power and money their friend.
It came about that such a dream was not realized.
No machine had been made in such a manner.
Because humans were cold, as the loving heart freezes.
The world henceforth became bleak, cold, matter.
So there was no confusion that he had loved a computer.
And from this point, humans tried to live their life with the machine.
But even so, such love could not stay pure.
Some others had fought for this love. But money and power was all they had seen...
We came to a point where it was almost do
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Literature
Cold
With cold hands,
You touch me,
Yet I feel nothing...
Are you yet so cold?
Speak with me.
Tell me something...
Everything gets colder.
Despite the painful truth,
We know human nature is king...
We'll all grow cold,
And also unresponsive.
That's the way with anything...
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Literature
Spilt Tea
Tea is a good thing.
For centuries humans have bent it to their will.
But if your cup is too cold,
The tea will cause a crack, and your tea will spill.
Life is a lot like that.
It's hot like the boiled tea. Burn you, it will.
Supposing you don't use a towel,
You'll drop the pot, and your tea will spill.
Tea is good with lemon.
But some prefer rum or sugar, still.
Milk is also nice.
Stir gently left and right, or your tea will spill.
Life is a lot like that,
Unstable when it gets mixed even little.
So take care with it,
Or it will overflow, and your tea will spill.
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Literature
Overworked
I'm only human.
I can only handle things in my control.
Like any other man,
I am bound by the heart, mind, and soul.
Perhaps you think it's productive,
To scream at me when my productivity hits the limit.
I'm not quite positive,
But it seems that only addresses the surface of it.
Maybe it's natural that you scream,
At the people who don't do what you want,
But however it may seem,
These are things that humans can't.
I can be as productive as my body will allow.
I can try to do things for nearly 20 hours in a day.
But I'm limited by my body, no matter how,
And not even 24 hours is enough for what you consider work for a day.
I want to satisfy you, and make you happy.
I would do everything that you could ever ask,
But to do so would in the end kill me.
I can't possibly do every single task.
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Literature
Don't Leave Me Now
Don't leave me now.
It's almost done.
I need you now,
Before the setting of the sun.
How could you go?
You know I need you.
At the end of the show,
I need your worldview.
Are you running away?
When you see the need in my eyes.
Can you really leave today?
If you know the one you love dies.
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Literature
Will You Follow Me Into the Dark?
Will you follow me into the dark?
Would you trust me to protect you?
Would you be there to stay with me?
If it's no, I wouldn't blame you.
Will you follow me into the dark?
Do you want to visit our unknowns?
Do you feign to learn with me?
We could go take what we rightfully own.
Will you follow me into the dark?
Would you let me in your heart?
Would you try to understand mine?
We could create love, a beautiful art.
Will you follow me into the dark?
Would you let me talk to you?
Would you let me listen?
You've done this before. It's nothing new.
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Literature
The Photo Album
Passing evening shadows.
The setting suns, the fading shallows.
It takes time to realize,
Time's genuine size.
Blue skies of Spring.
The warm weather each summer brings.
They start to melt into one.
Before you know, both are done.
Slowly, we open the photo album.
Going through pages, and pausing on some.
If our memory has failed,
Our story can still be told.
Thank you, for all the good times.
The times of happiness, and empathetic times.
If my memory fails, please forgive.
It's the way us humans have to live.
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Favourites

Literature
Pinioned Dove
I'm standing here under gray skies
I've forgotten light, how to feel alive
The rain is cold, freezes my heart
I want to get warm, but how to start?
How does one heal from being lost, alone?
I don't think I can heal, not on my own.
Please warm me up, I'm frozen to my soul
Will it shatter, become a gaping hole?
I don't want to forget how to love
I want romance and friendship that's dreamed of.
I've tried to find It, but it evades me,
Someone out there, please hear my plea.
Pull me into your arms from the cold rain
And teach me compassion, love not pain.
People have lied and pretended they're kind,
They made me feel wanted, but I was blind.
They never cared, I was a toy to be used,
Cast aside, abandoned, abused.
They never loved me, they told me so,
I was just convenient and naive also.
Manipulated, I just wanted love,
But they clipped my wings -- a weeping dove.
So I yearn to heal, to soar and fly,
To once again see the bright, blue sky.
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Literature
The Wanderer
I know not
What a permanent home is
I have moved a lot in my life
Staying in one place for what feels like moments
I hope that that life will end soon
But that life will never leave me
My thoughts will stay moving
While my body is still
Never in one place
Never on one subject
For more than a moment
But that's what I am,
A Wanderer
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Literature
Take Care of Me
照顾我

我受伤了
支持
相信
我的龙
我的爱
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Literature
I Dream
I dream of arms holding me tight;
Of soft kisses, whispered "Good nights;"
Of a hand in my hair, lulling me to sleep;
Of a loving gaze that makes my heart leap;
Of a sweet smile that makes me stutter;
Of someone who makes my heart flutter;
Of someone who wants their hand in mine
And our destinies are intertwined.
Here I wait, with arms wide open.
My heart is ready, so here's to hoping.
:iconRippleInThePond:RippleInThePond
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Literature
I Cannot
I cannot remember
I cannot forget
I cannot change
Nor can I regret.
I cannot erase
I cannot rewrite
I cannot give up
Nor put up a fight.
I cannot forgive
I cannot let go
I cannot change me
Nor anyone I know.
I cannot control
I cannot be free
I cannot be them
Nor can I be me.
My life isn't my own
I'm a bird in a cage
Shaped by others
No matter my age.
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Literature
Strawberry Fields Forever
a childhood mem'ry
coloured by psychodelics
results in a song
snippets of hist'ry
woven amongst the visions
of a world gone mad
even the music
warped beyond recognition
not in a true key
new technology
is changing the way we hear
nothing is the same
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Literature
Going Under
I'm trying to sleep but I just want to cry.
Help me please, I'm dying inside.
Fractured, shattered, I feel so alone.
Black hole for a heart, can't take it on my own.
Limbs of lead, I've got blood like tar.
I can try, but I'll never reach the bar.
Acid in my lungs, it hurts to breathe.
I know I must stay, though I want to leave.
So tired of life, of my pain, my stress.
Don't stare, I know my life's a mess.
A weathered fabric, broken and frayed,
That's lost its color to time and age.
These tears of mine are black like ink.
I can swim all I like, I won't float but sink.
I'll drift to the bottom of the ocean floor
'Til pressure consumes me and I breathe no more.
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Literature
Go To In Red
Isn't it odd how hard some habits are to break?
Or maybe they aren't habits so much as thought patterns?
The more depressed I am,
the more distressed I get,
the better cutting sounds.
It's weird I guess.
My favored idea for a pick me up
involves cutting my skin,
painting it with that vivid red-
converting my emotional pain
into a tangible form...
Maybe that SHOULDN'T be
the most tantalizing and satisfying option.
Maybe...
But it IS.
Candy, flowers, distraction-
They just aren't enough.
They don't cause the desired results.
Here I am again,
trying to remember WHY it might be bad.
Trying to remember WHO decided I shouldn't.
Realizing I can't remember,
so maybe it doesn't matter-
As long as I'm careful.
I'm sick of trying to be "GOOD"
and trying to please people.
It should be my choice.
Isn't it MY body?
Well, if I do-
or if I don't-
Odd habit?
Old habit?
Whatever the heck this is,
it's strong and
oh
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Literature
If Only in My Dreams
Held close and tight
Time is without meaning
Colors vibrant and bright
Safety and warmth
I feel loved
With the alarm
Stained glass shatters
I am alone
Vulnerable and cold
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Literature
Childhood Purgatory
Wake up
Get dressed
Breakfast is ready
But moms never here
Schools out
Its summer break
Didn’t they say that
365 days ago?
At least
My friends are here
That is all
That matters now
We can
Do as we please
No adults
To ruin the fun
What they call disaster:
We call perfection.
What they call Purgatory:
We call home-sweet-home
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Mature content
To Blame :iconrippleinthepond:RippleInThePond 6 0
Literature
Hopeless Romantic
Hopeless romantic
That’s all I’ll ever be
Hopeless
Never to be loved
No matter
How much I yearn and pray
No one
Will ever come
I’m giving in
To the truth now
Love
In itself is hopeless
Nothing last forever
No matter how much I try to make it
In the end
It is all useless
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Literature
Winter Dreams (llh 60)
Little Lost Hour
Touches her flowers
She traces the thorns
Dreaming of the Spring
And birds that will sing
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Literature
Without Meaning
I'm constantly checking to see
If anyone's contacted me
Praying that someone cares
Desperate for affection
Begging for some form of attention
I'm looking for some love
Or even just a friend
Someone to make me feel special
Instead of so god damned ordinary
No, even less than ordinary
Insignificant
Just longing for someone
Who will make me feel wanted
Who will make me feel adored
Who understands me
Who can tell when I'm hurting
Through just a single word
Who knows how to cheer me up
And never lets me go unheard
Who I can depend on
With trust enough to depend on me
Lonely
With friends, of a sort
They've never truly let me in
I'm just hanging on the fringes
They never understand that
"I'm just tired" never means that
A cry for help that goes unheard
I'm just there, periodic entertainment
Or sometimes I'm just there
Forgotten and abandoned
Doomed to rust and fade
To them, I exist, but I mean nothing
Please give me definition
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Literature
I would never lie...
Stop to catch my breath
look at the path ahead
so hard to see the light
shine in the dark of night
I said I'm sorry
Just not for what
please just forget me
before you find the broken trust
It breaks my heart
to tear you apart
Dry your tears
as the love we shared disappears
as I leave you with all of your fears
good luck on your new frontiers
Close your eyes,
everything will be alright
I would never lie to you
unless I had to hide the truth
I said I'm sorry
but I cant tell you why
don't try to find me
as I fade from sight
its not your fault
and its not what I want
Repair your heart
forget what we had and restart
it was all just lies from the start
don't cry as we depart
I never meant to hurt you
I lied to myself too
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Literature
Stone Glass
Hearts of glass
Encased by stone
To open them
You have to break
But not too hard
Or you'll break the glass
And the fragile world
That's always been around
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Hello! I'm Bluefox, but you can call me Blue. Poke me if you want. I don't bite.

Soundcloud:
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Quotev: www.quotev.com/SpriteTheMusici…

I put this here, halfway out of curiosity:
Free counters!
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Pride

DIVERSITY IS ART

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Well, with no need to put it to a fine point, 2018 has been a very formative year for me. For a start, the year started with the aftermath of events in late 2017. I was halfway through my first year in secondary school, and the furry fandom still felt very new to me. I also genuinely fully discovered myself in early 2018. I had a period where I was particularly hormonal (that's what I blame it on.); Even my mom started commenting on how I would just snap at times. Like if I got overly mad, I wouldn't shut up and sometimes got physically aggressive with other men. That didn't last that long. I mean, the anger thing is still there, but I've learned to control it. I quickly learned aggression never got anything done, so that stopped as well. Online was a great place to take a break. I don't know what I would've done without the internet. During the summer, I'll admit, I was dependent. I had to have an internet connection. Actually, because of the instability of the internet here, I nearly panicked once. Mom was confused, since I haven't told her anything I do online. Only part of this was anxiety related to a community I was helping run. (That happened in March, when I ended up running a Discord server that stabilized really quickly [well...depending on who you ask]; I had overreacted.) Toward the end of the summer I started writing a lot of poetry again, intending to join the poetry club at my school again, but, my luck and all, poetry club was not available this year. So instead, I started posting a lot of poetry especially since I had joined a poetry group here on DA, of which my membership is still quite precious to me. So, probably at least semi-related to my emotional cool-down, I got my emotional out in poetry, as my DA indicates. I also started exploring drawing again, but I rarely showed anyone that. Anywho, as time went by, I grew very close to the online friends that I had already had. Some things I said, some things I did, some things others did, a lot of crying, and things I don't want to go into, and bam, the holidays happened. It's been an exciting time. It's sort of fun to juggle spending time online and spending time with family. Managing holiday events for an online community is fun as well. In the end, looking back on 2018, it was a nice year. In addition, I met lovely new friends, found lovely new music, and learned lovely new things.
10/10 Would live again. XD

Thank you guys; I know a lot of y'all will see this. You know who you are. Thank you for an amazing year. I hope we have many many more.

And, a little extra thanks, to the webforum of FurryTeens. Although I had nothing to do with FT through 2018, that forum is majorly responsible for making a large part of my 2018 possible.
  • Listening to: Auld Lang Syne
  • Reading: Old Messages with Friends

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What is it now?
Am I really sick?
Or just paranoid?
So fucking loud is that clock's tick.

What is the noise beyond my door?
What is the meaning of voices in my head?
Soft flesh is destroyed to reveal a soft core.
Why is it so painful to lay down in bed?

They say it's just paranoia,
They say it's simple; I can change.
They say I'm paranoid,
But I don't see it the same.

What say you now?
Do I look ill?
Or just paranoid?
Tell me what you will!

What is a healthy mind really like?
What is the appearance of a healthy human?
So destructive to the host, a viral type.
ARSEHOLE! SHOW ME HOW TO FIX IT THEN!

They say it's just paranoia,
They say it's simple; I can change.
They say I'm paranoid,
But I don't see it the same.
Paranoia
My friend mentioned paranoia if but in passing, and well, I wrote this. It just clicked at the right time.
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#showyourheart Groups I like to take part in, hmm?

Well first, on DA:
www.deviantart.com/poetsofda

Then forums:
forum.furbase.de/
I shouldn't put this one since I was banned from it, but I loved this place:
www.furryteens.org/forum/

Chatrooms (Well, Discord servers):
Galaxy of Furs (I don't know where to find them online.)
en.wikifur.com/wiki/Smol_Fur_H… - Smol Fur Hangout (where I met a lot of my friends)
Wovon sprichst du?
Was meinst du?
Was bist du?
Nur ein Verbrecher.

Kannst du nicht drohen?
Kannst du nicht stehlen?
Kannst du nicht töten?
Ja. Du kannst.

"Nee. Es ist mein Geschäft.
Kriminalität ist für mich,
Wie Kuchen für einer Konditorei.
Du weißt es nicht!"


Wenn du ehrlicher gelernt hättest.
Wenn du öfter gearbeitet hättest.
Wenn du nicht faul gewesen wärest.
Du hättest besser sein können.

Ich kann niemals besser sein.
Niemand weiß, was in meinem Kopf vorgeht.
Ich höre eine stimme. Eine Stimme in meinem Kopf.
Es ist nichts, was du siehst!

Manchmal bin ich es.
Manchmal bin ich die Stimme.
Und ich folge mir.
Und dann sehe ich was ich mache!

Von: "Ich muss töten."
Bis: "Ich kann nicht töten."
Ich muss töten.
Ich kann nicht töten.
Ich muss töten!
Ich kann nicht töten!
Ich muss!
Ich kann nicht!
Muss!
Kann nicht!
MUSS!
KANN NICHT!

Und ich breche.
Und ich töte.
Und ich lese.
Und ich denke:
"Habe ich das gemacht?"

Du kannst mich nicht töten.
Ich habe sie getötet,
Aber es war nicht ich.
Du entscheidest dich dafür, Kriminelle zu sein.
Ich habe keine Wahl.
Der Mörder ist in mir. Er ist nicht mich.

Du verstehst mir nicht.
Ich bin kein Verbrecher.
Ich bin ein Psychopath.
Du kannst du selbst sein,
Und Ich cann nicht...
Du verstehst mir nicht
Ein Gedicht nach einer Szene aus dem Film "M" von 1931.
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Oh. My very first favourite...Here it is: Fox friends! by FoxiRavenheart
Still as beautiful as it ever was.
#showyourheart 

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eliyah-chan Featured By Owner Feb 13, 2019  Hobbyist Writer
thank you for the watch!
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:iconbluefoxlongtail:
BluefoxLongtail Featured By Owner Feb 13, 2019  Hobbyist Writer
Sure thing. ^^
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sevvysgirl Featured By Owner Feb 5, 2019  Hobbyist Writer
You're very talented for one so young - I don't often give out llamas but you deserve one! (Sorry, that wasn't intended to rhyme!) :D
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:iconbluefoxlongtail:
BluefoxLongtail Featured By Owner Feb 5, 2019  Hobbyist Writer
Thanks. It's much appreciated.
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:iconsevvysgirl:
sevvysgirl Featured By Owner Feb 6, 2019  Hobbyist Writer
:iconyourewelcomesignplz: :-)
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:iconkittysib:
KittySib Featured By Owner Feb 1, 2019  Hobbyist General Artist
Thank you for the fave!:D
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:iconbluefoxlongtail:
BluefoxLongtail Featured By Owner Feb 1, 2019  Hobbyist Writer
No problem. ^^
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:iconrippleinthepond:
RippleInThePond Featured By Owner Dec 31, 2018  New Deviant Hobbyist Writer
Thanks for watching me!!!
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:iconbluefoxlongtail:
BluefoxLongtail Featured By Owner Dec 31, 2018  Hobbyist Writer
No problem at all. ^^
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:iconrippleinthepond:
RippleInThePond Featured By Owner Jan 2, 2019  New Deviant Hobbyist Writer
Thanks for favoriting Behind the Door!
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:iconbluefoxlongtail:
BluefoxLongtail Featured By Owner Jan 2, 2019  Hobbyist Writer
No problem. ^^ I like your work.
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:iconparabola43:
Parabola43 Featured By Owner Nov 18, 2018  Student Digital Artist
Thanks for the fave!
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:iconbluefoxlongtail:
BluefoxLongtail Featured By Owner Nov 18, 2018  Hobbyist Writer
Not at all, friend. ^^
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:iconjaronigthmare:
JaroNigthmare Featured By Owner Oct 21, 2018  Hobbyist Writer
Thanks for the :+fav:
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:iconbluefoxlongtail:
BluefoxLongtail Featured By Owner Oct 21, 2018  Hobbyist Writer
No problem.
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:icongreenblade16:
GreenBlade16 Featured By Owner Oct 21, 2018  Hobbyist Writer
Thanks for the fave :) it means a lot
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:iconbluefoxlongtail:
BluefoxLongtail Featured By Owner Oct 21, 2018  Hobbyist Writer
No prob. ^^
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:iconravenhoof:
Ravenhoof Featured By Owner Oct 20, 2018  Student Digital Artist
It's been a long time since I've been here...
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:iconbluefoxlongtail:
BluefoxLongtail Featured By Owner Oct 20, 2018  Hobbyist Writer
Glad to hear you're here. Like it?
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:iconravenhoof:
Ravenhoof Featured By Owner Oct 20, 2018  Student Digital Artist
Yeah, you've been up to a lot. Sent you an email earlier today.
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:iconbluefoxlongtail:
BluefoxLongtail Featured By Owner Oct 20, 2018  Hobbyist Writer
Ah. Sorry. I'll go check that.
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:iconscribblelife:
ScribbleLife Featured By Owner Oct 19, 2018
Thanks for the fav! Really appreciate it! :D
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:iconbluefoxlongtail:
BluefoxLongtail Featured By Owner Oct 19, 2018  Hobbyist Writer
Not a problem.
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:iconulfrvandreren:
ulfrvandreren Featured By Owner Oct 18, 2018  Hobbyist Writer
Thank you for the fav! :aww:
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:iconbluefoxlongtail:
BluefoxLongtail Featured By Owner Oct 18, 2018  Hobbyist Writer
No problem at all. ^^
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