#bbbff

[dicenete]

For today's warm up I cleaned and colored these Yves drawings I did once I finished his route. He really is the biggest cinnamonroll of the bunch. I have said it before and I will say it again, I want to protect him. Funny enough, my first impression of him made me think that I wouldn't like him, but the moment I played Licht's route and how supportive Yves was towards Licht... This twink just stole my heart. He deserves all the love and support he gets. (And I'm more disappointed now about Gilbert's dramatic route and how it did Yves dirty. :( )

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[peeperscreeperz]

Her big brother, best friend forever!!

Redesign redraw.

[hoofclid]

[nicnavarrocage]

PONIES PONIES PONIES SWAG PONIES PONIES PONIES CRINGE

[mylittlefusions]

Twilight Sparkle and Pinkie Pie, please! I would like to request no extra limbs, eyes etc. if that's ok 💜 💖

Did it BBBFF style, I hope you don't mind.

-Mod Dragonfly

[hychlorions]

the funniest part is i didn't know what to draw while on stream but now that i'm lying down in bed i suddenly wanna draw arven

[jrkyy]

Just normal looking ponies that’s all…

BBBFF

[tigirl-and-co]

How Finite is Love?

This is a short little piece set in @shirecorn‘s super cool mlp AU! This is just a first pass at it, I’ll definitely refine it if I post it to a fic site. I just HAD to get this out though, the au hits all my sweet spots!

Shining Armor considers the ponies he loves, and how a mortal pony can love goddesses.

Shining Armor held no resentment towards his two favourite mares. It wasn't their fault. They had no choice. Shining wasn't certain he believed in destiny, but whatever happened to his wife and baby sister sure was close.

First it was his wife, and that he could handle. She was an adult. They had fallen in love in highschool, they had grown together, Shining knew how strong Cadance was. If anypony deserved ascension, it was her.

If anypony could weather this, it was them.

He loved his wife with every bone in his body, every fiber of his being, every ounce of magic he could channel. And he knew she felt the same. If she didn't... this never would have happened.

Can love be a curse? Can loving somepony too much damn your soul? Can it save it?

About a month after Cadance gained her horn, Shining Armor decided dwelling on these questions wasn't helpful, and the answers didn't matter. He loved Cadance, and Cadance loved him. He couldn't change the past, wasn't sure if he even would -- but he was dead set on building a happy future.

At least as happy as he could give her. He couldn't guarantee that the love his mortal body held would last into her infinity, but he was determined to try.

He hoped it wouldn't destroy her to leave him behind, when the time came.

He loved her too much for that.

===

He had celebrated when The Sun took notice of Twilight.

The young stallion was oblivious to the looks of quiet worry on his parents' faces, the body language that said they were resigned to a cautious optimism. How could the attention of the source of Equestrian life bring anything but fortune?

He wasn't yet old enough to have heard the whispers. The old fables weren't circulated in school for fear of divine retribution, and Shining Armor was not as studious as his sibling.

Now?

Had he the power, he would have torn The Sun from the sky.

His baby sister, the sweetest and most sensitive mare he had ever known, damned to an eternity of watching her friends die.

She was a child (she was older than Cadance had been) she needed protection (she had brought down false gods) she wasn't ready (The Sun had learned from its mistakes, this new goddess was more than prepared).

She needed him.

Didn't she?

(She did, once.)

He was proud of her, of course. And if he had been watching for the signs, he wouldn't have been surprised.

Twilight Sparkle had always had an innate love for those around her. Before she had locked herself away in that tower amongst the tomes, she had been a kind filly. And even then, she had never quite managed to harden her heart.

She was still openly affectionate with him, with Cadance, with Twilight Velvet and Night Light. She shared her knowledge with them because it was how she said 'I love you.'

Leave it to a goddess to exploit that trait.

When Shining managed to find time to talk with his Twily after she had earned her wings, she had said her job as goddess was 'to spread the knowledge of friendship' and to teach others what friendship truly meant. She sounded excited, happy. She had found a purpose for her research.

Shining Armor wasn't sure if his baby sister hadn't yet considered the consequences of eternal life, or if it simply didn't bother her. He didn't ask.

He realized that while she was still his Twily, and would be until the day he died, she was more. She was Ponyville's friend. She was Celestia's Twilight Sparkle.

She was Equestria's new goddess.

He renewed his vow to remain her BBBFF forever, to keep her safe from turmoil and danger.

He swallowed down his anger and despair that night, in favour of his inevitable role as protector. He had his cutie mark, and he knew what it meant.

===

Shining Armor loved the mares in his life, and he would go to the ends of Equestria to keep them safe and happy, whether they needed him or not.

He was glad, at least, that they would have each other.

[literally-just-there]

Ben and Niko being best friends !! Idea from my internet bbbff @deathnot-e who suggested drawing our sons together 🌱✨️🌼

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[djmurphy]

Would it be plausible for Semi-Pop Zombie Branch to sing "BBBFF" from MLP FIM about Floyd, or would the string not allow him to express such sentimentality?

Also, can you imagine the Snack Pack joining in on the song like the rest of the Mane Six did?

I can see him singing the first version yeah! Though if he were to attempt the reprise, he'd have to be off the string to do so. Maybe on the days where he's forced to not listen to it

Also, yes! The Snack Pack would totally do background vocals XD

[razorblade180]

You know, that whole Mondstadt horses thing gives me an idea. Imagine: Kaeya, in an attempt to cope with the requisition of his beloved horses, ends up getting into a book series that’s the Teyvat equivalent of My Little Pony Friendship is Magic. The only one who knows about this is Klee who is also a fan of these books.

I feel like Lisa is kind enough to always write down “Klee” whenever he checks out the books.

I’m also now convinced Klee has called Albedo her BBBFF and he had no idea what the heck that meant. I could see Kaeya learning about Zeb and visibly being upset about how others treated her.

Klee would randomly grab Kaeya’s hand one day and draw a heart with a bandaid on it before saying “that’s your cutie mark; cause you always bring joy when Klee is sad.” He cried the moment she left.

[jaydickincorrect]

okay, okay, so like...

bbbff (yes, the song from mlp, but just hear me out on this) but it's robin!jason and nightwing!dick

*mic drop*

no wayyyy this is so cute!!! now I need to see pony art of them, maybe I can find the energy...

[002yb]

robin!jason singing bbbff

Cross as Dick feels with Jason right then, he sets those frustrations aside to prioritize getting Jason back home without further incident. It's not Dick's place to chide the kid for what's happened even if Dick wants to snap and snarl at Jason for being so fucking stupid.

Going into a club with the intention of being jail bait to known criminals - traffickers! Stupid boy. Getting plied with alcohol until he got loose; drugged until he was sloppy.

Jason could have gotten hurt. He would have been taken advantage of. It doesn't matter that Jason's heart was in the right place or that he didn't intend to be compromised like he was, the kid should have known better; should have been better.

Jason is Robin. Who's to say what he would have been had Dick not been there to save his ass.

Another victim. Another travesty. Another loss.

Jason lists to the side as they walk through Gotham's streets and Dick heaves a sigh, lowering his hand to Jason's waist to bring him back to Dick's side. A futile effort with how Jason sways and staggers, tripping over his own feet in his drunken stupor while singing some half-remembered song - off beat and off tune.

That Jason is such a happy drunk is a contrast to how Bruce and Dick are. Maybe it's the youth that still clings to Jason that keeps him lighthearted, that makes him feel invincible. Dick only has vague recollections of getting drunk with friends and stumbling through the night, voice too loud and laughter louder still.

Jason doesn't have anything like that.

Were the circumstances different and not so dire, Dick might find Jason charming like this. He might have laughed because nostalgia hits so hard - because Jason is as uninhibited and loud as Dick ever was whenever he was in a similar position (minus the danger, the risk).

Jason trips again, only kept upright by Dick supporting him. He laughs about the stumble, calls Dick his hero, then promptly lets go of Dick to stagger over to an alley to puke.

Dick heaves another sigh, but he goes to Jason's side and rubs his back regardless. Quietly supportive, resignedly present.

"Don't be mad at me." Jason hiccups and, yep. There's that familiar bat-weepy drunkenness.

"I'm not mad." Dick says, taking his sleeve to smudge away the tears that welled up in Jason's eyes from puking.

"Hn," Jason moans miserably, turning to Dick with a lowered head, feeling chided although Dick hasn't said anything yet. He groans again, almost pleading, "Don't be mad."

It's something about the way Jason says it, but Dick is reminded just how young Jason is in that moment. He takes a deep breath and as soft as he can admits, "I was scared."

"Me, too." Jason tells him and all at once Dick doesn't have the heart to be angry anymore. He sighs for the umpteenth time that night, reaching out to pull Jason to his chest, arms wrapped around him to hold him steady and keep him safe.

A lot could have gone wrong that night. Jason was alone and while he was trying to save any number of kids who are just as alone and hurting worse than any of them ever have - Jason could have become one of them. He was so damn close to it, drunk and drugged and pulled away to someplace quiet, secluded.

Dick's knuckles are swollen and bruised to match the scrapes on Jason's knees. He carries Jason the rest of the way to their closest safe house, listening to the boy's drunken humming that quiets to even breathing the closer they get to home.

It's a matter of time before Bruce finds them. It will be a fight, but Dick will mitigate as best he can. 'He learned his lesson,' Dick will say because he feels Jason has. He's still young; he's bound to make mistakes. Being there to get him out of trouble - this is what it is to be a big brother, right?