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persephonescottage · 2 years

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PONY | 23.

Pairing: Billy RussoxFem!Reader

Summary: Pony fucks a zillionaire.

Warning: References to sexual situations, swearing, obsessive thoughts. Although this chapter might not include it, this fic will include stalking, somnophilia, CNC (between two consenting adults), knife play, age gap, dub con, Stockholm syndrome, gaslighting and other triggers I will include as we go along, please only read if you’re 18+. If any of this warnings trigger you please don’t read.

A/N: Hey guys! I wasn’t gonna post this until I had the ending chapter (which is the next one) and post them together, but I haven’t posted in soooo long that I was like why not you know?

Anyway, sorry for having a melt down on main but thanks for all your sweet comments, i’m still working like crazy but i feel a bit better now. I hope you like this one!

Oh fuck it.

To hell with it.

It’s the only thing that crosses your mind now with his hands squeezing your hips and his hot lips on the sensitive back part of your shoulder. You were gonna fuck Billy Russo and you would stop fighting it.

You had no choice either way, you rationalize when he turns your body to face him and shows you the shinny knife he hid on the ankle of his dress pants.

It looks sharp and deadly and he moves it quickly cutting all the ribbon on the lace up corset to finish setting you free from it.

“Wait no, you’re destroying the dress! How am I supposed to leave here?”

“Quiet! I payed for it, I can do whatever I want.”

You pout.

You want to argue, but there is a gleam in his eye that tells you it’s all part of the Blackbird act. He does this all the time, he is both good and bad cop in your relationship and you know he’ll have something for you to wear after.

So you let him have his moment.

But you still pout like a spoiled child and he rolls his eyes.

“Please Pony keep pretending your pussy isn’t dripping for this.”

And you blush because he’s right as he picks you up like you weight nothing and sits you on the table, his forehead resting against yours giving you a questioning look.

He looks so beautiful, his gaze predatory and yet he is asking for your consent, your hands think by themselves and you touch his cheek with your open palm, his scar feeling rough under your skin.

He flinches and looks away and you want to kick yourself.

Did you fuck this up?

You should’ve asked before just like he was doing it with you.

There must have been a worried look on your face because you see him fight with himself before he looks back at you, giving you that questioning look again and you know everything is fine between you.

You won’t try it again but everything is ok.

You nod.

He may go ahead, you mean to say with the gesture, and you hope he knows he can do whatever he wants to you, he doesn’t need to ask for permission.

His fingers remove the last pieces of the dress off from you and the dry environment of the bookshelves around has the room cold enough for your nipples to be hard, and he takes them both in his hands as his mouth attacks your neck.

There is nothing delicate in his touch, it’s hard and animalistic how he squeezes your skin, leaving redness anywhere his fingers have been. His breathing is hard and he has started to slowly thrust onto your right thigh desperate for friction, his hand shakily undoing the button and zipper of the trousers.

The delicate skin of your chest burns with the scratching of his beard and you close your eyes to enjoy the moment only to flinch opening them fast when his fingers spread your pussy lips open, pushing two large fingers inside of you, curling them with force.

You look for his eyes and you’ve never seen anything darker.

He’s gonna eat you alive.

You can’t wait.

His pace is excruciatingly slow and you hope he can’t notice the way you rock your body back and forth on the table so he’ll go faster, or the way your sight hasn’t left the bulge showing through the opening of his pants.

“How do you want it Pony? Do you want me to go slow, tease you until you can only beg for me to let you come or do you want it hard and fast like you’re my own personal fuck toy?”

“Hard” you pant, your body still moving to find his contact.

“You sure?”

You know he’s taunting you, teasing you to force you to say the words he wants to hear, but you’re too desperate to care, his fingers curling just right. So you say what he wants you to say, confess what you’ve openly thought about touching yourself with him in your mind.

“I am your personal fuck toy.”

Before the last word leaves your mouth you hear him groan and move quickly to remove the rest of his clothes, filling you up quickly. You don’t need to move yourself anymore as his thrusts force your body to slide back and forth on the table and you know you’ll have burns from the ridges on the oak wood in the morning.

You try to move, to touch him, to grip onto his body but he places his hand on your lower belly pushing softly as he fucks you recklessly and your body becomes numb and useless as you get your first orgasm of the night coming out of nowhere.

It’s embarrassing how quickly it was and you feel your face flush as you try to hide it pressing your check to his chest but he doesn’t stop the pace.

“So fucking tight baby, fucking perfect. Tighter than I imagined all this time.” His voice sounds hoarse and anguished.

He’s not holding back anymore like he did those nights in your apartment, when he pulls on your hair to straighten your body to look at him in the eyes as he fucks you, just like he had told you he wanted it to on your first time together.

You can feel his cock filling you completely and you’re sure that the table under you is wet with the remaining of your first orgasm when the second one comes and you’re chanting mindless words and begging him to never stop.

His hand is tangled in your hair now, taking the strands and moving your head from time to time to kiss you passionately.

He smiles to you after the kiss sometimes and there is something so domestic about it, like you’re a normal couple, partners in crime having a sexcapade at a random boring party and not what you really are.

For a moment his pace slows down and he changes his angle to hit directly onto your g spot and you moan loudly. The rhythm is gentle and obscene and he rolls his hips to stroke the spot inside you every time and you sink your nails onto his strong arms.

You’ve heard legends of men that can make you feel the way Billy Russo was making you feel at the Monet, you read about them and settled for the stories to be complete fiction, but you never dreamed of this.

The sex you’ve experienced before this moment barely seems to classify as anything more than clueless foreplay in comparison to half of what Billy had shared with you by now.

His fingers palm your throat, gently squeezing as his lips find yours again and his tongue fills your mouth, reminding you who is making you feel this way as you can’t stop moaning.

“You’re mine.” He repeats like a prayer and buries his head on the crook of your neck, his breathing uneven.

His thrusts become deeper and faster until he groans against your skin and you feel him twitch inside of you and then pull out, painting your thighs with his cum.

Your eyes are tired and you let him push you onto the table to rest as he climbs on top of it to lie next to you. The wood of the table is hard and cold but you can feel your body relaxing as if you were at a spa.

He keeps one arm wrapped around you, heavy on your torso, pulling your side close to his chest as you stare at the ceiling and you know he is tired too but his palm still finds your chest and plays with your breasts lazily.

“Should we talk about this?”

“About what?”

“I know who you are now.” You say turning your head to face him.

“And?”

The lights in the room are dim but bright enough to show you his scars and you want to touch them again, just caress his cheek and give it a kiss, but after the flinch a minute ago you pretend you don’t notice.

“And you’re a fucking zillionaire!” you breath out exasperated “Oh my God, I just fucked a zillionare on a library table.”

“I’m not a zillionare.” He laughs.

“Why are you laughing? I’m serious, shouldn’t you be dating supermodels and socialites?”

“I really thought I fucked all the stupid questions out of you sweetheart, but I guess I’m gonna have to go for round two.”

“Seriously, what are you doing stalking the working class when you could be dating a Victoria’s Secret angel?

“You let me worry about that Pony.”

“Oh my god, what time is it? Gianna will be looking for me!”

“Is that Gianna you’re worried about? Or that walking trust fund you hang out with?”

“We’re naked on a table Billy, you’re seriously jealous of Henry right now?”

“I’m not jealous.”

His voice is quiet and stubborn as he gets himself up from the table and disappears in the darkness of the corner of the room. You’re too exhausted to look for what he’s doing so you let his voice guide your imagination through where he is gone.

“Yeah you are.” You smile in a mocking sing a song voice “And you’re pretty bad at hiding it.”

“Why would I be jealous? I don’t think that boy could make you come even once.”

There’s sounds of glass clinking before he returns to the table and you’re flushed by his comment.

You are also sure Henry couldn’t make you come even once.

Billy hands you a glass of wine he must have served while in the darkness away from your sight and you take it after sitting down on the table, pretending you’re not staring at his naked body moving around so casually in the room, as you press your legs together faking modesty.

But you know what that’s really for.

You’re wet again.

In his other hand a damp cloth napkin you know he stole from the catering and you clean your thighs from the mess he made earlier. It’s warm and somehow that feels like such a sweet detail on his part.

“Cheers my love.” He finally clinks his glass with yours, the red whine moving around with the motion “When a woman has seen me, as you have, she belongs to me. She loves me forever.” he finishes.

“Gaston Leroux.” You smile shaking your head in disapproval before sipping on your glass, the wine rehydrating your throat after all the moaning you did before. “You know you can’t keep getting away with mischief by quoting Phantom of the Opera to me.”

“Oh just this one night Christine.” Billy pleas climbing on the table with you again.

“Ok, drama queen.” you say sipping wine again with your eyes rolling.

“That’s what us zillionaires are like I guess.” He mocks leaving his glass on the side.

There is comfortable silence after and you know you’re fucked. Because this is so good, so perfect, so comfortable. Not comfortable like it would be with Henry, not safe like it would be with him, but it’s just right.

His fingers are playing with the skin of your thighs in delicate touches as he drinks from his glass. You see his Adam’s apple bobbing with each gulp.

You want to lick it.

“I don’t want a super model Pony. I want you.”

His confession strikes you out of nowhere, cutting the silence of the room like a fast knife and you don’t know what to say.

“I know myself and I’ll never stop wanting you. I don’t care about what has happened, it’s gonna be you and me forever.”

He is staring at you now, so intensely you feel your eyes watering. Is it from happiness?Is it from fear? You’re not sure, but he keeps going, his gaze on the door every few seconds as he expects someone to barge in and interrupt you.

“You will never have to do anything you don’t want to do ever again, everything I own is yours now. That house in Greece you’ve been working three jobs for, it’s yours, everything can be yours, all you have to do is love me.”

His voice is cracking, he sounds desperate and nervous and his hand is on yours now, squeezing it from time to time.

Would he cry?

You’re not sure.

But your head is foggy all of a sudden and the room starts to spin.

“Billy I-“ you begin to speak but there is a vignette of black in your vision and it gets more dense as you struggle to keep your body upright.

This can’t be happening now, not after his confession.

You fight the slumber taking over your body but your limbs are weak, your eyelids flutter threatening you of deep sleep.

Billy gets closer to you, holding you to him as you begging to drift slowly, so you won’t hurt yourself falling flat on the table.

There was something in your drink, you should’ve known that, but with the last sight you get before passing out the one of his lips on your cheek, you’re not so sure you’re that upset.

#I dont know about you but I would’ve screamed YES ME TOO the second billy said he wanted me #Sorry to pony but im different #billy russo #billy russo x reader #pony fic #stalker!billy #my writting #billy russo fanfic #justice for henry

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vixenicks · 6 months

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im redesigning murdock pony because i didnt like it what if i gave him something similar to the alicorn amulet........ like the hand would've given it to him thats why hes so powerful magic wise.............r u picking up what im putting down...... it can act the same way his sunglasses do thematically in the comics.........

#foggy's an earth pony so far #peter's a unicorn #harry im in between unicorn and pegasus for different reasons #mj's a unicorn #glory is gonna be a pegasus i think #betty earth pony #you know the scene where gwen overpowers murdock and like autism attacks him what if mlp au she breaks his horn #thinking thoughts #this is the most jumbled up au im sorry #murderdock #spider gwen comics #mlp #my little pony

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farrenlux · 2 years

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i've been haunted by images and now i inflict them upon ye

#pathologic #obligatory ponies #im not sorry #this is artemy and daniil just 2 b clear #you would not believe how much i've unwillingly thought of pony au while drawing this #anyways #daniil would HATE the idea of cutie marks so much #he is either only ok at magic or only really good at very specific spells #also the stamatins are pegasi and maybe eva is an earth pony #daniil envies the ability to fly #eva does too sorry #i dont want to think of how big rubin must be please dont ask me #the kin are ponies too i did not enjoy the implications of making them a different species #clara is. a changeling.#i HATE that i've thought this much about it someone PLEASE put me out of my misery

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crypticroyals · 4 months

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Ok. This might sound controversial but I need to get this out there.

Some people (not a lot and definitely not everyone) are saying it's cultural appropriation to use their or native American folklores for things outside of the native's context.

Alright I guess Greek and Norse and Japanese mythology can't ever be used again anymore guys. Remove all the fiction we have ever made. Library of Alexandria style.

Like, yes, I get the concept of not bastardizing a folk myth in the sense of like, "oh here's a w*ndigo, they're a hero!" when the creature is an embodiment of evil and represents all the negative things racist people ever associated with native Americans. Yeah I get that, but that shouldn't mean someone can't take the story and use it in their own in the right context.

That's what native America groups have done in so many different tribes. There is like 5+ different versions of the myth that are all native culture (all are Algonquian in close region iirc but still they have different things) so why can't I keep the main features that all cultures explain, use it in the same context but the lore is changed slightly to fit the story I'm representing it in?

THAT IS WHAT FOLKLORE IS

Don't get me wrong, if someone took a creature/being from folklore and made it something completely different and than tried to use the name of it, that isn't the same myth anymore and should be given a different name, not the one they tried to say was their new depiction. But that still shouldn't mean I can't use a myth. The main reason Im upset about this is because you have a small amount of people saying it's bad and shouldn't be done even if used accurately even tho pretty much every other culture does.

Norse mythology? Look at Marvel with it's Odin, Thor, Hel and Loki. Greek mythology? That existed years ago and a few modern day pagan Greeks use it outside context and allow others to use it because it's ancient stories full of culture heritage. Same with Roman mythology which is basically Greek mythology but changed for a new context and many use that. Hell we have planets named after them!

I'm not saying "take a myth and make it something no longer that myth but claim it is" because that would be super rude as it ruins what the myth ment and stood for. But things change constantly. No two versions of a myth are exactly the same. Who's to say I can't represent it in my own way? I love learning about cultures and all sorts of myths and tales and cuisines and traditions. But if people can represent Zues or a Kirin and no one bats an eye than why do some people get mad when someone uses a native spirit of greed and winter hm? I know some people of native groups prefer to not speak certain terms as they see it as taboo. The W*nd*go for example. But some do. So why can't I represent cultures in a fantasy setting? Sure the myths aren't real life and consist from cultures all over with different contexts, but if we can't use windigos why can we use fairies and elves and gnomes? Is it because those are white myths? If so that seems very rude. But I'm not sure that's what it is because we have Asian myths and Greek myths in which are used. So I suppose it's because how people back than treated Africa and the Americas. That and how some "modern" takes resemble nothing of the cultures' actually things. Like in Africa Voodoo is now some "heebe jeebies murder witchcraft" and in Algonquian cultures the windigos are now for some reason weird deer minotaurs???? Like, why are they deer now? That's a new thing now, give it a new name please.

Anyways, I do not wish for people to believe this is some angry rant about how people should be allowed to steal and bastardize cultures. Because that isn't true. That's also something wrong people really shouldn't do. But what I guess I mean by all this, is that cultures spread and change over times everywhere and so many connect and change and show heritage and history. We should love each other and other's cultures no matter differences. In the end, we're all human. We shouldn't be fighting someone who wants to make a story about some sorcerers and rogues trying to hunt down a monstrous thing of evil that has been torturing a scared town that represents native cultures. We should be fighting the people who try to make a movie about a myth for the thrill factors that completely change the myth till nothing of the old tale remains and dare to call it the same.

I'm pretty sure this won't get a lot of representation besides hate from the few I spoke about but I felt the need to at least get this off my chest and I apologize if this offends anyone no matter how.

Hopefully one day humanity can get along better than it does. 🤞💕🤝

#also my little pony has windigos in a different context and i have yet to see anyone mad about it #maybe there is some but i haven't found anything #i hope noone sees this as agressive in any way #i just love reading so much about everything and loving the connections and difences of cultures #but im so tired of being terrified to represent anything in anything #i worry about race i worry about culture i worry about accents and disabilities and diseases and so much #all because i see a few people getting so so mad at someone who wanted to share a story about a spirit outside of the big three mythologies #aka norse greek and japan #i know many people get mad at others for anything #but we should be getting along 😔#i guess im just tired and hopeful #i try to use inspiration from things as a way to let unrepresented people that at least someone cares about who they and their people are #i hate when people try to hate on someone for being different #i hate when people think they're better than anyone else because of who their people are #i hate how i feel like im on stepstones over harsh waters because im worried i will offend someone for trying to show i love who they are #i don't wish for ill intentions on anyone and i apologize if anyone sees this as rude to them #i just hope people understand where im coming from with this and why i felt the need to share #i just want to love others cultures and show that i care #and wish to share fantasies and speculative evolution of their myths and legends in a way to connect with others and the unknown #im sorry if i upset anyone that is not my intentions at all and i apologize for repeating this #im just worried this will come off the wrong way and i end up with hate spam in my inbox #i never get inbox stuff but i hope my first ones aren't hatemail #culture #planet earth #mythology #Love of Humanity and Unity

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cartoonrival · 11 months

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i feel like i should probably just wtch boruto. biggest issue is just that im pretty sure the central conflict is fucking dumb. in addition to the fact that the story's existence depends on the worlds biggest He Would Not Fucking Do That

#txt157 #was bound to happen. i still dont think its real ever like they owuldnt do all that. well to be real nrto might but thats a different post #but the fact that theres more content of these charas that exists and im just choosing not to see it is a little painful to me. i have to #know it all #not until im done w this installment of kuwtu though #but i need to actually watch it for the sake of my 3 canons (brto (embellished); brto 2 (no brto); kuwtu)#nrto #i talked already abt how sakuras crush being validated is a disservice to her character i think. but i talked abt it w a friend today for a #while and it is really so very true. im so sorry #<- fully unrelated. make a new post idiot. the beauty of me still posting at 2:52 am is stream of consciousness tags. no pony cares rival!

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vaugarde · 2 years

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something about the way mlp g4′s main cast is crafted is just so satisfying to me. like it starts as 2 unicorns, 2 pegasi, and 2 earth ponies. and then a few of them share similar colors, like fluttershy’s mane and pinkie pie’s fur. and then the cmc follow the same thing where its one of each pony category AND they’re all sisters of the mane six. and then you have like the alternative “six”’s with the young six and starswirls whatever who i think arent done as well and the young six really needed more to do but i love the young six in concept

#i honestly cant tell whether i dislike or love sandbar being the most boring character of the young six tho #bc on one hand. yeah its funny as hell and i think the other 5 deserve the attention more #but then its like whys he even there at all #echoed voice #young six shouldve been primed to be equestria's new main defenders or something #but instead theyre just kinda part of the really clumsy and awkward xenophobia metaphor which was well meaning but weird?#im sorry but ''the other nations clearly dont know what love and friendship is so we need to educate them'' is. uncomfortable #im off my original topic ANYWAYS i like the idea and tbh itd be even better if the mane 6 were all different species #like fluttershy being a breezie and pinkie pie being a crystal pony

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alilaro · 2 years

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btw im gonna post the pony au using the feminine pony bases. this is not some weird statement on their gender, there are just more girl characters/references in the show, and also the boy ponies kind of look like ass

#*#im just sayingggg #i want to uwu and yassify these dumb pony bitches #also sorry this is taking so long ive done the thing where I draw 10 different versions only to realize i hate them and then rinse & repeat

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blazinbran · 2 years

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ok episode 3 was my favorite so far?? I wasnt positive id actually get drawn in by the writing but well. ponyville is rad twilight is awesome and relatable and her friends totally rule. they're all kind of on that grindset in this one though...

I was really struck by the ending scene where spike is actually sad that he didn't get a ticket, and then excited that he did get one, and then sees applejack notice and pretends not to be :< I like the commentary on how performative masculinity can be at a young age and how self-defeating that is. Makes me realize how it really just turns into a feedback loop of closing yourself off from the vital platonic connection that is allowing others to care about you.

when I was growing up, both my siblings were in ballet. I always wanted to be included in that world, but couldn't stand the thought of being the only boy in that space, so I did tae kwan do for 13 years instead. I made a few really good friends there, but I only ever use the principals of stretching I learned over the years. I never felt very comfortable there. Lately I've been thinking about looking into adult dance lessons, though :o

#ponies #i think my case is a little different from spike's bc my siblings very intentionally excluded me from their spaces #but I'm still really glad the writers put that in there #I think if this show had come out about half a decade earlier it could've really helped me #oh btw sorry not sorry im treating my blog as my journal atm #this will continue. I like it. block my ponies tag if you have to. thank you to anyone who is reading these though

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analog-kidd · 4 months

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If Fire Emblem Had Tumblr

🪄child-of-elimine Follow

This is a reminder that practicing dark magic will always be dangerous, evil, and very problematic!

🌑purplegaymagic Follow

Oh fuck off,, NOT ALL DARK MAGIC IS INHERENTLY EVIL!!!

Yes certain types of dark magic can be dangerous but ITS NOT EVILL!!

🖤the-elder-mage Follow

First of all op, you're from elibe so you should know that the preferred name for dark magic here is elder magic.

Second, op is a dragonphobe and supports the g*nocide of all dragons.

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❤️️crimsonrider Follow

henlo,,,

👼talyspeggy Follow

henlo!!!!!!!!!!!!!

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🪚sidecharater121 Follow

Me watching my friend getting warped to Zenith for the 5th time in different clothes cause they were popular

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🌪wimdymagey Follow

wdym you dont need a tome to summon magic in fodlan and valentia??????

🌪wimdymagey Follow

Im over here flipping thru the pages of my book for my life hoping my head doesnt get caved in by a hand axe!!

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🌘nohrian-cum Follow

Wait... weapons can break????

⚔️myrmigone Follow

YOUR WEAPONS CANT BREAK!?!?!?!?

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🪵chopinheads Follow

Hey guys! I'm a fighter about to promote!

Should I promote to warrior or hero?

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🗿the-real-axe-man Follow

Godssssss

pegasuses are such misandrists. wtf did i do to you flying pony??

Pegasuses arent even usful, they litterally get one shotted by an archer with 5 strength.

👼talyspeggy Follow

Literally not every pegasi breed "hates" men.

Go to Hoshido if you wanna see men riding pegasi.

I'm so sorry that certain pegasi were born not wanting a man to ride them.

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😷helpfulheals Follow

Hey guys @/begnionianloverss is a laguzphobe and supports the s*renes m*ssacre saying that "they deserved it"

😺ran-the-catboy Follow

Oof,, thanks for informing us, I have friends who follow that account, gonna tell them that info immediately!

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🏰armored-general Follow

Can myrmidons shut up abt their crit rates???

Yall cant even do 1 damage against me, how tf that crit rate gonna help you???

⚔️myrmigone Follow

Flame Sword

Levin Sword

Wind Sword

Runesword

Sonic Sword

🏰armored-general Follow

with YOUR 3 MAGIC???????? LMAO!!!! stop coping and admit that myrmidon is a shit class

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Heard that @flameempire was hosting a bbq at belhalla, very excited!

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THAT WASNT A BBQ THAT WASNT A BBQ THAT WASNT A BBQ THAT WASNT A BBQ THAT WASNT A BBQ THAT WASNT A BBQ THAT WASNT A BBQ THAT WASNT A BBQ THAT WASNT A BBQ THAT WASNT A BBQ THAT WASNT A BBQ THAT WASNT A BBQ--

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wtf is happening in jugdral

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Gods I hate people with crests

Privileged mfs

⚡️zapanddash Follow

Brooooo my crest literally randomly summons a thunder storm whenever im around.

I was in khadein (a literal desert nation) a while ago and in the middle of THE HOT DESERT DAY A FUCKING TORENTIAL RAIN STORM APPEARS!!!

That is not a privilege

🌑purplegaymagic Follow

OP you literally have a crest! how can you say you hate crests when YOU HAVE ONE YOURSELF!!!! SMH

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I can fix him

💐eirika-erica Follow

No you fucking can't

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No you fucking can't

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No you fucking can't

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No you fucking can't

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No you fucking can't

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This website was a waste of money

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winstonsns · 13 days

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the gang with a soc!reader

authors note: sorry the last one was kind of all over the place. i tend to ramble when i write so ill try to stay more on topic this time. in this preference, you and the characters will already be a couple :3 im also wondering if people are clicking the hashtags then they see my posts?? so if that’s what’s happening and you can see my posts when you click the hashtags please tell me because i have no idea if it’s working LMAO

includes: ponyboy, johnny, darry, soda, dally, two-bit and steve

word count: 2.0k

warnings: mild cussing, mentions of fighting/getting jumped

PONYBOY CURTIS

you both are academic BEASTS so you’re somewhat rivals and trying to get to the top of the class

but you’re still together, it’s a healthy relationship

most of the time, you’ll actually walk him home from wherever you are since it’s safe for you to walk home on your own, but since he’s a greaser it’s not safe for him

when you met the gang they taught you how to fight in case some greasers or even some socs tried to fight you

by walking him home, you’ve actually prevented him from getting beat up

you like to take him out to get food or something he wants when he gets a good grade since he gets happy when they’re high

sometimes you’ll get lower grades than him and you two will study together, or reversed

you’ll get him a new book every time he finishes another one, by the end of the year he has a new shelf just filled with books you’ve given him

you occasionally read him to sleep when he’s having a hard time, or again reversed

he falls asleep pretty quickly when you do this and he really appreciates it

you always sit together during assemblies and choose to be each others partner in the classes you have together

if you don’t decide to do track one year you’ll go to his meets, and after you always take him out to eat since you’re proud

if he’s extra tired then he’ll ask to go home so you will

you learned how to cook so he can have big nice meals, along with baking chocolate cake when soda and darry aren’t there to make it

pony thinks you make it better than darry but will never tell him that

he really loves spending time with you and feels like you’re the first person besides johnny to really understand him

you made him think about socs in a different way too, in a good way

yall are just humans doing what you know best, some in different environments and had different parents with different parenting styles

you like to bring him to the best places in tulsa to watch the sunsets

you also get the best polaroids of the sunsets and the colors are so beautiful

JOHNNY CADE

as soon as he told the gang that he was dating someone they were excited for him, then they found out you were a soc

dally told him to break up with you without even knowing you, johnny told him to give you a chance

when johnny invited you to the curtis house to meet his friends, you brought presents for all of them since you wanted to make a good impression

you had your ways about finding what they like and don’t like

they immediately took a liking to you when you gave them presents and a kiss on johnnys cheek

you’d patch him up and give him bandaids to take home after getting beat up by socs or his parents

sometimes you’d give him money and he would use that money to get you something you’ve been wanting for a while

he’s always so thankful for everything you do for him and everything you give him

since your parents don’t really care about the differences between greasers and socs, they let johnny stay over since they know things are rough at home

sometimes they’ll take you and him out for dinner with them and you think it’s so cute

he was nervous your parents wouldn’t like him since most of the socs parents would think he’s gross

he’s always proud of you for naturally getting good grades and seeing the smile on your face when you get your report card

sometimes when he’s upset you two will cuddle in your bed or you’ll drive him to a restaurant or fast food place

he always feels bad about spending your money but you tell him not to feel bad about it since you have more

DARRY CURTIS

things got more financially stable when you came into his life

you’d help him pay groceries and the bills if he was struggling, you also helped around the house

sometimes he’ll wake up to the smell of bacon, waffles, eggs, etc and suddenly its like he doesn’t have to be the responsible one 24/7

having you in his life has improved everything, and his brothers are so thankful to have you there too

you’re like a mother to them and they’re comfortable enough to open up to you

sometimes you’ll ask him out on cute little dates randomly just so he can get a break of hard work

he’ll take the day off and get all dressed up since you told him you were taking him to a really fancy restaurant

occasionally you’ll get your nails done just for your dates and he always notices

you’ll ask him “which color is better” and he’ll say “aren’t they the same?” then you have to explain to him that one is darker than the other

he still doesn’t see the difference but chooses one anyway since he likes to see you happy

he’s literally so in love with you and how you’ll do romantic and domestic things for him

you’re so beautiful and perfect in his eyes, and sometimes he’ll stare at you and his brothers will tease him

he really loves being around you and having you by his side

you also helped him become calmer, that pony and soda have their own problems and darry yelling at them probably just makes them scared

he starts to actually communicate with them and you’ll give him gifts for completing or succeeding because why not

he’s always like “hon, you didn’t have to get me this…” but you can see he’s happy with whatever you give him

he just loves you so much and his brothers love you too but obviously not romantically

SODAPOP CURTIS

people actually think the both of you are socs, i mean they’re half right

they think soda is a soc since he’s so handsome and think you’re a soc because of your mannerisms and how you’re very beautiful

you’ll always visit him at the DX just to hang out with him

your parents love him and how he treats you so they also let him stay over at your house

sometimes when it’s sodas turn to get groceries from the store, you’ll go along with him

he just wants to be around you whenever he can

you’ll offer to pay for the groceries plus stuff he doesn’t need but instead wants

once he got a pimple and he freaked the fuck out

you bought him some cleanser, moisturizer, sunscreen and pimple patches

you taught him how to use them and when, and in which order to use them in

his pimple went away in a few days

since you’re so smart and get good grades, you’ll help pony with his homework sometimes

soda will stare at you helping him from far away, he thinks it’s adorable that you two are bonding

when the two of you are in your room, you’ll play frank sinatra and the little dippers while having a home-date with sweets :3

you two have so much fun and he even opens up to you about his problems

you offer to get him a therapist but he says it’s that bad, you tell him to talk to you if he wants to talk about it again

he legit treats you like a princess and you love it

yall are the most attractive couple EVER no one can tell if they wanna be you or be with you

DALLAS WINSTON

when he realized he liked you he knew he had to protect you with his life

he needed a break from loud and annoying girls, then he found you

you could get quiet at times and you weren’t constantly screaming and acting like an annoying 12 year old boy

you got him to steal less since you could pay for things on your own

he didn’t really listen and still stole money from other people so he could get you things

whenever he got put in prison you could always bail him out due to the money you have

if he had to serve time then you’d give him money so he could spend it and get necessities

you’ll also make diy crafts for him on your guys anniversary and his birthday

he brings you to meetups with the gang, and they love you being there with him

you spoil him rotten and he loves it

makes him feel like a princess, weirdly enough

he’ll steal money to spoil you too, pays for your nails sometimes

you told him you wanted specific flowers once and he got you flowers sometime the next week, he acted nonchalant about it but he loved the happy look on your face

TWO-BIT MATTHEWS

sometimes you’re quiet but he always finds a way to bring you to tears after laughing so hard

he’s literally the funniest person you’ve ever met

he never really expected a soc to get so loud since they were normally reserved and didn’t talk to many people

anyway you brought him to fucking disneyland once and he LOVED it

you booked a hotel and everything so yall saw mickey mouse

two-bit kinda laughed at him but he seemed happy so he didn’t care

he loves traveling with you and brags about it to the gang all the time

they say it’s cool then act like they don’t care but they’re kinda jealous he gets all that stuff

they’re happy for him though

sometimes you’ll get him little mickey figurines and he’ll put them on his nightstand, sometimes even carry it with him if it’s a keychain

he never would’ve expected a soc to be so nice to someone like him

he’s really glad that you love him and you show it

STEVE RANDLE

before you two started dating he tried to avoid you at all costs

he kinda thought you’d beat up him and his friends so he just stayed away from you

anyway when you guys started dating you’d drive him to the DX

you’d give him tips just for fun even if you didn’t buy anything from him

you’d buy him all sorts of little trinkets and such just so he’d have something to mess around with

i don’t have a lot of knowledge on him bro pls bear with me LMAO

he’s almost always with soda so you kind of became his best friend naturally

you’ll buy steve food on his breaks and drive him to restaurants or fast food places and you’ll eat on a bench or in a field together

you talk about some shit that happened at work while he listens

he’ll occasionally get you some food since he knows you like sweets

then you repay him with something he’s wanted for a while that he’s been asking for

whether it’s a book or food or a trinket idk

he loves you so much and is glad soda gets along with you so well

sorry this one’s shorter! i’ll try to make the preference longer next time. i’m gonna try to post at least twice per week but if im feeling good ill try to post more 💗 thank you for reading!

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yujinslovr · 10 months

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babe can we get g!p dom!jennie and dubcon? 🤲🏻

a/n: bae im so sorry, i know you said dubcon and i tried to make it out to be that in some parts but i think this is for the most part just noncon😞😞

CW: noncon, kinda dubcon, somnophilia, degrading, breeding, impact play

“what movie do you wanna watch?” jennie asked from beside you on the couch, remote in hand and scrolling through netflix.

“anything’s fine me,” you responded, leaning your head on your best friend's shoulder.

a smile spread on your face simply enjoying the moment, you didn’t have many friends, but you’d trade the world for your friendship with jennie. you two had been friends since middle school when she defended you from a bully. jennie, being the richest and most popular girl in school, had easily stopped the bullying that was directed towards you. you would forever be grateful for her friendship. she was the person you trusted most.

you both settled on watching blue jay, reading the description and finding it interesting. by the end of the movie you and jennie were both sobbing into each other's embrace.

“they should’ve ended up together.“ you sobbed out through tears, a clear frown on your face as you recalled the ending that had just played.

“she should just break up with her husband!” jennie exclaimed, leaning more into you.

“let’s just watch my little pony.” you said, in hopes that my little pony would make you feel better.

“let's watch rainbow rocks! i love that movie you much!” jennie said, already having forgotten about the sadness she felt. the sadness replaced with excitement to watch her favorite movie.

a smile replaced your frown at how excited she seemed at the idea of watching rainbow rocks. you found her adorable like this, you found jennie’s childish side so endearing. when jennie was around you allowed all the walls you had surrounded yourself with to drop. she was truly your best friend, you genuinely wouldn’t know what to do with yourself if you didn’t have her.

if only you had been more wary, maybe then things would’ve been different.

“let's go to bed now, i’m tired.” you whined, burying your head in jennie’s neck. “carry me?” you asked, jutting your bottom lip out in hopes she’d carry you to your bed.

“fine, only ‘cause you’re cute.” jennie said, easily scooping you up and carrying you upstairs bridal style.

when she reached the inside of your room, she threw you onto the bed, causing you to yelp. “what if i got hurt?” you pouted.

in response to this, she just pinched your cheek and said ‘well it’s a good thing you didn’t.’ the pout on your face stayed hearing her words.

jennie jumped on the bed next to you, pulling you closer to her by the waist and burying her face in your neck. “ ‘m tired, les just sleep.” jennie mumbled into your neck.

you giggled, the ticklish feeling of her talking making you tilt your neck to the side her head resided. not suspecting anything, you slowly felt yourself fall asleep in your closest friends embrace. the thought of jennie ever bringing harm to you never even crossed your mind. that’s why when you woke up in the middle of the night to a stinging pain in your lower region you called for jennie. you called out her name, tears stinging your eyes thinking someone had broken into your house and was now forcing himself onto you.

when jennie’s voice called back from above you, your eyes widened. “surprised?” her voice echoed in the mostly silent room. you let out a broken sob, it was jennie. the person you trusted most in this world was forcing herself onto you. you shook your head side to side, refusing to believe this tragic reality.

“no,no,no, it can’t be. my j-jennie’s a g-girl a-and she w-wouldnt.” you brokenly sobbed out.

jennie’s grip on your hips tightened as her hips that were slamming into yours never stopped. an evil grin spread on her face “sorry baby, but it’s me, your jennie.” following her words, she tugged the metal chain of your bedside lamp, lighting up the room. the dim light was enough for you to see that it was jennie and that she was smiling through your torture.

“c’mon baby, i know you want it too. just enjoy, let me take care of you.” jennie said, a hand reaching down to your clit and circling it.

you shook your head side to side. you didn’t want this, you hated her, you hated her for taking your virginity without your permission. but if that was so why were you struggling to hold back your moans. “let me hear those pretty moans.” jennie said, reaching her other hand to your mouth to release your lip from your teeth. you whimpered at this action.

“see, i knew you wanted this as much as i did. you hear that, you’re so fucking wet, baby. you can deny it all you want but your body’s telling me the truth.” jennie said, her finger on your clit never stopping and successfully distracting you from the pain of her splitting you open.

“fuck baby, your squeezing my cock so hard.” she grunted out, delivering a blow to your thigh, her red handprint staining your skin.

you let out a squeak at the impact. her bringing harm to you differing so much from her earlier once again brought tears to your eyes. how could she do this to you, the one person you trusted more than you trusted yourself. “i thought you loved me, i thought you were my friend.” you said, lip wobbling and eyes brimming with tears once again.

“i am your friend y/n, it’s because i’m your friend that i’m doing this. i’m the only one who can treat you well. i’m doing this because i love you, i cant let anyone else fuck you baby. it’s for your own good.” punctuating each sentence with a grunt, her voice dripping with condescension.

hearing her words you could only sob harder. where was your jennie that you would watch my little pony with, the jennie that would cook for you, the jennie that would sing to you? you could only wonder.

“fuck baby, i’ve been waiting for this moment for so long. the moment i saw you, i knew that i had to have you. it was so worth it to wait all those years.” you wondered if she ever actually saw you as a friend, or if it was all just for sex. she only befriended you so that one day she could do this.

“i-i hate you! I hate you, jennie kim!” you exclaimed through tears, thrashing around trying to push her off you. you knew it was no use, she carried you around regularly. you knew she was much stronger than you. you stopped your thrashing when you felt her hand come down on your face. the sound echoed throughout the room, her thrusting stopping as she grabbed your neck.

she squeezed, blocking your airways. you clawed at her hand around your neck trying to get her to let go. her thrusting started up again, this time harder and faster while choking you. “wanna fucking act up, dumb fucking whore? you really think you can escape? you think you can push me off? dumb fucking bitch.”

“i-i’ll tell the cops. i’ll t-tell them that you raped me.” you said, her hand still at your neck and squeezing harder with every word that left your mouth.

“and you think they’ll believe a slut like you? what’re you gonna tell them, the millionaire jennie kim raped you with her big dick? they’ll call you delusional and crazy, no one would believe you over me. you think they’d even believe i have a dick? i’ll drive you to the police station myself after this. i dare you to.” a sense of helplessness washed over you at jennie's words. she was right, she was so influential that many people probably lied about her daily. and to say she had a cock? who would believe you?

you didn’t have anyone other than her, your parents never wanted you. and with jennie, you never thought of the need for other friends. you had no one and she had everyone and everything. you were a nobody and she was somebody. you couldn’t do anything. you could only accept this horrible reality. you stopped fighting against her and just laid limp on the bed.

“that’s it baby, enjoy it. so many people would kill to be in your place.” jennie’s hand around your neck dropped and she flipped you over, your ass in the air and head in the pillows.

“fuck baby i’m almost there.” she grunted out, slapping your ass as she went faster. her finger circled your clit as she tried to bring you over the edge too. you hated yourself so much for the moans that slipped past your mouth. you hated this, you wanted to hate what she was doing and her. your body wasn’t aligned with your head though, you body’s response of pushing back into her making her think you wanted her more.

“fuck, such a slut for my cock. you say you don’t want me yet here you are pushing back into me and moaning. what a slut.” you bit into the pillow trying your best to stop the whine from leaving your throat. why did your body have to have this response?

“g-gonna fucking breed this slutty hole of yours, fill you up with my babies.” your eyes widened at this, a kid would ruin your life. but then again, could your life get any worse than it was right now?

“p-please jennie, please dont. you know i can't afford an abortion, please jennie, please don't.” you pleaded, you didn't even have insurance. jennie was the only reason you were even able to have a place to stay.

“baby, even if you somehow had the money for it i would never allow you to get an abortion.” you could only cry out your frustrations, you were ruined, your life was over.

“f-fuck here it c-comes!” jennie moaned out her voice increasing in pitch as her warm semen flooded your cunt.

you couldn't help but let yourself unravel as well, the feeling of her warm load in you sending you over the edge along with her. you felt jennies hand caressing your stomach as she smiled into your shoulder. “I can't wait for you to be my cute little pregnant housewife.” your body laid flat on the bed when jennie let go of your hips, your tears soaking the pillow.

this was your life now.

#not proofread bcz if i proofread this its not gonna be out for another week #smut #blackpink #jennie #jennie smut #blackpink smut #blackpink imagines #blackpink x reader #jennie x reader #jennie kim #jennie kpop #girl group #gp!jennie #kpop gg #g!p #yujinslovr #blackpink jennie

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reptisoil · 6 months

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ultra magnus sticker fic... or transformers sticker fic in general

Summary: You put My Little Pony stickers on Ultra Magnus

Warnings: None

Word Count: 149

Notes: I would like to say, I know exactly who this is. Also so sorry that the ending kinda sucks, I wanted something out for the world and this has been sitting here.

You giggle as you peel the last sticker from the sticker book and press it onto his power-downed form, Twilight Sparkle right in the middle of his faceplate. You slide off his form and make your way to the ground, sitting while you wait for him to wake up again.

After what feels like hours, his optics shine a soft blue again. You jump up, eyes wide as you approach the upper deck. "Magnus?"

"Hello," He groans, blinking for a second before looking at you, seeing the now-empty stickerbook hanging from your hands. "What have you done?" He raises his arms, twisting his servo and hook to see what was different only to see an Applejack sticker on his forearm. He deadpans to you and blinks. "How many?"

"The entire stickerbook."

"Where?"

You grin. "All over you."

"Im never allowing you to be around me whilst I recharge again."

#reptisoil #x reader #gender neutral insert #gender neutral y/n #gn reader #tfp #transformers prime #ultra magnus #tfp ultra magnus #tfp ultra magnus x reader #transformers prime ultra magnus #ultra magnus x reader #transformers prime ultra magnus x reader

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cheatsykoopa98 · 29 days

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its 4 AM and im trying not to freak out, let me write something to see how I feel

Her eyes opened and closed repeatedly, slowly. The dim light coming from the window let her know that it was daytime, everything felt so fuzzy. What had happened? What time was it? Her arm reached to her side looking for something on her counter. Glasses? Phone? She didn't know for sure yet. Slowly she realized, this was not her room, it was clean, white walls with a brown carpet. She sat by the side of the bed, still not fully awake, feeling the soft carpet on her feet. It then came to her: She needed her glasses, and quickly reached for them again. A yawn overcame her and as her thoughts became clear, she noticed her surrounding. It was a very tidy bedroom, with horse decorations on the counter by the other side of the bed. Figurines and a small pony plushie sat by it. The half open closet door had a coat hanger with skirts and sweaters on it, barely visible coming out of it. She scratched her eyes under her glasses. Another yawn. It had been long since she felt so... Calm? Paying no mind to the apparently unfamiliar bedroom, she moved her feet around the sides of the bed, looking for any kind of footwear. She felt the rubber of a sole under the bed. Her crocs. Quickly she put it on with only her foot, while the other moved around looking for the pair. Another object touched her foot, a soft one, a slipper. Slightly bothered but too lazy to find each pair, she finally got up, opening the bedroom door. The morning sunlight blinding her for a second before her eyes adjusted to it. She could hear a faint noise not tol far away, the sound of someone talking, and the smell of food being prepared. Following it, she found the kitchen. The smell of grease from the fried eggs with bacon got to her nose and made her realize how hungry she was.

"Uh... Hello?" She muttered with a grumbly morning voice. Her head was still not wrapped around everything. It felt so comforable yet so alien. As if she had travelled to a different culture and was kindly taken in by some nice hosts.

"Oh did I wake you up? I'm so sorry, I shouldn't leave my phone so loud..." A woman in her 30s took notice of her. She was making breakfast while listening to the morning news on her phone, quickly grabbing it and turning off the livestream it was tuned to.

"Don't worry..." She muttered in response. She tried to take a closer look at the woman. She had curly reddish brown hair, small lips and a round nose. Her face was filled with freckles that were clearly visible despite her tan skin. What took some time to notice, though, was everything about her eyes. At first she thought she was seeing things, but upon looking more and more she could confirm. One eye blue, the other brown, both very bright. Even with her tired face one could see genuine happiness in them.

"Am I... Dreaming?"

"Aaw, you're still a little sleep groggy! Come here" The woman with bright eyes pulled a chair, inviting the other to sit down. As she did, the woman put a plate and silverware in front of her, with fried eggs and bacon.

"I think I don't usually have breakfast, but... Thank you" She tried to smile, but she was still confused. She had to ask.

"Is this really not a dream? I'm... not sure what to think"

"Oh, well... I can't say I do either, honestly" The woman responded. "If you don't like it I can make something else! I can go out and buy..." The woman suddenly appeared to be getting nervous.

"No, this is good, but... Where am I? I remember the circus..." Suddenly the woman held her hand.

"The circus is gone Pomni... I mean, Pam. Everything is fine now" It was all clear now. Pam. Pamela! She had escaped that horrible nightmare. This wasn't just some woman, it was her wife. Tears came to her eyes.

"Oh... You're right..." Pamela smiled a bit, feeling whole while taking one of the bacons to eat.

"I know it's our first day out of the hospital, I just wanted to make it special, you know? I don't like thinking you're having a bad first experience..." Annie tapped her fingertips on the table nervously.

"Rag... Annie... This is delicious, did you know that?" Pamela had a bigger smile on her face, a genuine one she couldn't have afforded for years.

"Look... I'm sorry, this is all so new to me... I just... Thank you..."

"Hey, it's all cause I love you!" Annie winked and did finger guns at Pamela's direction, waving them around in a "get it?" motion. Pamela giggled. They kissed.

"I've been wanting to do that for so long..." Pamela muttered close to Annie's lips, as they both smiled looking at each other passionately.

"We'll be doing that a lot, new stuff" Annie smiled as they kissed once more. Suddenly, Annie's phone vibrated on the kitchen counter, getting both of their attention. Annie picked it up, looking at the screen, a familiar number

"It's work stuff" She showed the phone screen to Pam, rolling her eyes, to which she giggled a bit.

"Hello?"

As Annie talked on the phone, her usual look of happiness faded. Whatever she heard shook her. She fell sitting on the floor, sliding down the side of the counter. Pamela jumped in to aid her wife.

"W-What happened?! What did they say?!" She questioned, anxious and scared. Maybe she did not want to hear the answer.

"A new adventure is about to begin! And what circus is complete without it's performers?!"

"w-what?"

"It's time to come back, Pomni! Your time out is on time out!!!"

Pamela looked behind her. No kitchen. No house. Just the monstrous, gigantic dentures and millions of eyes everywhere, looking at her. The mere sight of it was enough to make her dizzy. Looking closer, she realized she stood atop a giant pole, ready to jump into a tiny pool.

"Caine... What the..." As words couldn't leave her throat. Where was Annie? Pomni spun around trying to find her, only to lose her balance and fall.

She couldn't scream, for her lungs were filled with tears, and with a gurgling noise, she hit the floor next to her couch. A dream. There was no daylight. She remembered this place. Her run down apartment. All she could afford. Her clothes scattered on the bed, waiting to be folded. Paper bags from groceries she forgot to take out close to a full trash can. The living room illuminated by her phone, which she was watching videos on before falling asleep.

She was breathing heavily, her eyes jolting around, looking for danger anywhere, but still she was unable to move or turn around. Just shaking and moving her eyeballs. She bit her nails and scratched her cheeks. It was like second nature to her. She felt like crying, but was too scared to let her guard down.

That is, until she felt a hand touching her hair. It was clumsy, but still soft.

"Hmrr... Are you ok, Pam...?" A sleepy voice grumbled. Annie's voice, much to Pamela's surprise. As it slowly came back to her.

"I... Had a nightmare... About the circus again..." She said with teary eyes. Annie grumbled something she couldn't make out, before slowly pulling Pamela back to the couch, closer to her. She could feel Annie's soft skin and soothing smell. Her soft carressing on her hair. The safety and warmth of her embrace. Slowly but surely, she felt home.

#ck98art #ramble #fanfic #ragapom #tadc #the amazing digital circus #pomni #tadc pomni #ragatha #tadc ragatha #jesterdoll #buttomblossom #writing

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zwedexx · 4 months

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Arsenal vs Man City Analysis

Starting off lemme say this. The refs were not biased. They were shit but not biased. The ball might not have been over the line but I didn't have the best angle (Fa Player Camera).

Jonas out, NOW. Glad D'Angelo got to play but bro these substitution decisions WTF. Mead and Foord needed to be subbed off. Leah could've stayed on. Maanum needed to be subbed sooner. Stina should've started. ALSO NO LACASSE, WHY DOES HE HATE HER.

Sabs had a masterclass today. If anyone blames the goal on her then you either were not watching the game or have no ball knowledge. Also I think sabs today just proved why she should be at least starting more league games

Emily Fox played really well in the second half. IMO Pony tail Fox is better then Bun Fox. Idk why but she just plays better with a ponytail

Leah had such a good game. Nothing more needs to be said.

Lotte. She is so lucky she didnt get a red for her elbow on Shaw. SO LUCKY. she didnt play that good but she didnt play as bad as everyone is suggesting

Katie McCabe. She shouldnt have been taken off, she was keeping the bridge between the defenders and the offence together. Also side note but I found her interactions with Kelly and Hemp so annoying. Everyone was saying how funny it was but lemme just say this, If Lauren James did the exact same thing you wouldn't find it funny.

Pelova, didnt do bad but this wasn't her game

KCC. this wasn't her game as well

Mead. She's good but she was sooooo useless today. She needed to be subbed off so badly

Maanum. Another player who's game wasn't today

Foord. Despite everyone saying she played so well, she didn't. She gave up at least 6 chances that someone with the speed of Cloé Lacasse could've gotten. And she was being so unnecessarily agressive, if she was a little calmer she wouldn't have conceided that free kick

Russo. She didnt play bad but she had no support. She was an island up top. Imagine if Jonas had put her and Stina up top together.

Catley. She caused the goal. im sorry but she did. I dont blame her too much bc there wasn't much she could do but she did fail to clear the ball.

Kim. What a shot, What a shot. She was subbed on too late to make a difference

Lia. Not the sub to make. She couldn't get a single pass to an offensive player, Kim would be the player to put.

Stina. She was in the same situation as Russo and its quite unfortunate.

Laia. She came on too late to make a difference

My final note is Cloé might not have played today but she was a top class ballgirl. (that whole sentence pained me to say)

#woso #canada #canwnt #arsenal wfc #arsenal women #women's football #women's soccer #woso community #leah williamson #alessia russo #cloé lacasse

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identifying-cars-in-posts · 11 months

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Oh my god a full fledged thriving car Autistic. Fuck youre so cool. Hi.

Im a baby car autistic who just started learning how to drive and ive been looking forward to it because ive been obsessed with cars for years and years and years, absolutely in love with pony cars, my one true love is a solid mustang. Close second is a bronco because they’re awful looking. Horse theme is unintentional.

ANYWAYS I find that my autism gives me anxiety as im learning to drive because aa what the fuck is coordination? Ive got the rules down, just, struggling with physically maneuvering vehicle. Currently have a pretty 2020 Civic and I love her but whyyy is it so hard for me to get the hang of it???

Sorry for the long ask TLDR HELP I CANT DRIVE IM TOO UNCOORDINATED???

thanks omg, and i’m a big fan of both old mustangs and broncos too!

outside of just practice i really don’t know how else to help with coordination on the road. it really kinda just came naturally to me (which is weird, i’m the weird one for that) so i don’t really have a lot to offer, you really just have to drive around a lot and just kinda get used to the difference in spacial awareness, especially since you’re not in the very center of the car, you’re offset, so straight ahead from your perspective is more of the left or right edge depending on if your car is left or right hand drive. i would say try to forgive yourself as much as possible, know that it’s not the end of the world if you have to brake kinda hard or take a turn a little too sharp or wide, and take it reasonably slow. i also think that, weirdly enough, playing a lot of racing games before i got behind the wheel may have helped a bit, so if you can maybe try that? most newer racing games have a cockpit view so you could maybe give that a shot?

#not a car id #asks #anon

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I LOVE THE TF2 MLP AU SM. it gives me sm nostalgia to when i was a kid and i and everyone in the fandom made pony aus of franchises we liked- im so happy cringe is dead and tradition is alive 🥹

ALSO THE INFECTION AU POST. GOOD SHIT;!;!!!!!!!!!! gore and body horror are inseparable from (hopefully only the mature part of) the mlp fandom and i felt so giddy jumping for joy kicking my feet up seeing that it had a resurgence!! Your post of this au with your tf2 ponies was my introduction to it!!! Nature is healinggggg

That post is BOMB. WE GOT: 1) HEAVYMEDIC ANGST. 2) PYRO & ENGIE ANGST. 3) BOOTS & BOMBS ANGST. 4) DADSPY ANGST. 5) SNIPER ANGST. ITS GIVING💅🏽💅🏽💅🏽 and the way the disease spreads differently for all of them is so creative!!!!!! Engie wants to sever the infected body part but cant cus its on his back and he needs medics help for that (and med is way too far gone to do any operation), and scout doesn't want his wings severed even tho that would save him cus he still wants to fly!!!!!!!!! AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA

also soldier misinterpreting the request is so good. And pyro wanting to help but not being allowed to cus they'd try to burn engie. Demo drinking himself to death cus he cant handle seeing his friend in the state that he's in. Sniper disappearing cus he wants to be with his parents during this horrible time even tho they have a strained relationship. Spy wanting his son to live through this so much that he's planning to sever his wings himself. And heavyyyyyy. Heavy breaking his heart everyday still taking care of medic knowing he's going to have to kill the love of his life soon. AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA

Anyways sorry for fuckin. Screaming in your asks and basically just repeating what you wrote sgjdjd. I just really love this au (and especially that comic with scout, medic and engie!!!) and the infection au post made me so nostalgic to the early days of the mlp fandom that the adhd went mental and i had to shout about it lol- feel free to not respond to this! Youre awesome! Keep doing you!!!!!!

(also youre really good at drawing gore????? Hello teach me pls)

WHAT A BIG FEEDBACK OHMYGODヽ⁠(⁠(⁠◎⁠д⁠◎⁠)⁠)⁠ゝ

Anyway I'm really super puper glad you liked my au!! I was a little hesitant to post it, since AU in AU sounds weird but I'm glad I thought otherwise - cringe culture should be dead!! Mix your hyperfixations it's good for your health!!!

AND AHHHHGGGGGH You noticed so many details thankyouuu🥺💗💗💗The best thing about this AU is that every ship and brotp can work so well in this story. Engie first helping Medic but then ending up being also infected??? Spy checking up on Engie and making him eat since he's too stressed to take a break??? Demo, Heavy and Pyro comforting each other after loosing their friends??? Spy and Scout both raging on Sniper for leaving like a coward??? Or maybe Heavy, as an earth pony, comforts Scout after he just got his wings amputated??? So many possibilities!!

Don't worry, I love when people are noticing all the details and just get,, really invested into my stuff, it really brings me joy and you made my day so much better!!🥺🥺I feel honestly a little insecure, since my pony designs and thoughts may not be the best, but I'm glad that so many people still like my mlp×tf2 stuff!! It's really endearing to know that finally something I like making is also likable to you!

About gore -- I have no idea😭I love gore but it's a pain to draw properly and scary, you'd need practice and references (I mostly use art references since yknow,,,real photos can make me sick)

#homa rambles #tf2 mlp au #okay so I actually think about making some infection au comics and stuff

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