#reblogs welcome

[angelhairpastawithherbs]

It's confirmed

(this has more than likely been done before though I made this specific one using a png from the wiki, imgflip and the built in rendering tool, if you'd like a credit or shout out let me know cuz I swear I've seen it before)

[mightymizora]

"I don't want to write our love as a tragedy."

I commissioned the absolutely wonderful @airenfolio to draw this idea for Gale and Glimmergris and oh my, I am so in love with the result! I am truly obsessed with how he draws Gale and the whole process was wonderful, please consider commissioning!

[girldickghoul]

sorry my rooms messy but lovin my muscles these days (⑉• ﻌ •⑉)

[sutherlandspiritofficial]

Have a wonderful evening !

[captain29thegamer]

Same energy? 😂

[multifand0midi07]

Bonita

Valeria and Reader go undercover at a cartel party to find information. Codename: Viper

TW: Violence, kissing/making out, smut, fingering, NSFW, MDNI 18+ only

Viper was completely out of her element.

Valeria had to practically hold her down to get her dressed and ready for the gala. An elegant dress, press on nails, heels, etc. She would kill to have been able to just wear a nice blouse and jeans.

Viper's eyes scanned over the party, shoulders tense and hands folded in her lap.

"Relax, you're so tense." Valeria rested a hand on her shoulder, checking her out shamelessly.

"I can't help it, boss." She huffed, rolling her shoulders and trying to relax. "Do I have to wear all this? Makes me feel vulnerable, and open to male conversation."

"Just keep it together for a few hours, nena." Valeria laughed, sipping her cocktail. "We don't want all my hard work to go to waste. Just play it off, you're having the time of your life."

"What, you can't tell i'm having fun?" Viper said sarcastically.

"Hey. Relax, okay? And stop fidgeting." She hissed, eyes darting around. "The whole point of this is to blend in. You can't do that if you look like you have a stick up your ass."

"Yes, boss. Sorry." Viper pursed her lips and sighed, relaxing.

"Better." Valeria purred. "Now you look like someone to take advantage of."

Viper held back her disgust, then noticed a man smiling and watching her from across the way, his eyes scanning over her. "Oh, Mami. Please don't tell me I have to flirt with a man."

"You wanted to come with me, bonita." Valeria rolled her eyes and huffed. "It's what the job calls for, baby. Now stop complaining and go." She chuckled and nudged her forward.

"Rather flirt with you." Viper murmured, adjusting herself before walking towards the man.

Valeria laughed and watched her go, eyes locked on her ass.

She found the man eagerly waiting for her, taking her hand as she approached and kissing it. "Hello, beautiful."

"Hi...handsome." Viper cleared her throat and shifted her weight.

"Can I buy you a drink?" The man asked, putting his arm around her and pulling her close, clearly in need for her company.

Viper could feel Valeria staring a hole in her back from across the room. She was definitely getting revenge for having to flirt with a man later. "Sure, why not?" She shot a look at Valeria.

"Perfect." He hummed and directed her back to the bar, ordering two martinis and sitting next to her.

Viper felt the man place his hand on her thigh, grabbing his drink and taking a sip while she completely downed hers.

"Woah, slow down sweetheart. I need you to remember things."

"Sorry, long day." She lied and scooted closer.

"So what brings you here tonight, pretty lady?" He asked, his hand slipping further up her thigh.

Viper held back her disgust and plastered a smile on her face. "Oh, my friend brought me. We needed to get out of the house."

"Oh, where is she?" He looked around.

"Bathroom, had to refresh her makeup." She lied.

"Y'know, sweetheart. You look like you enjoy expensive things." He smirked, his hand nearing the apex of her thighs. "With my job, I can give you anything you want."

She tilted her head, feigning interest. "Really, what's your job?"

He leaned in, lowering his voice to a whisper. "I work for the cartel, baby. I'm rich."

Viper's eyes lit up and she leaned forward, now this was someone she could get information from. "Wow, it must be very dangerous."

"Very dangerous." He confirmed. "Look, let me take you out to dinner and then take you home."

"Well, baby, how about you let me think about it." She could feel him fiddling with the bottom of her dress and had the intense urge to gag.

"I'm sure I can persuade you." He murmured, his thumb caressing her bottom lip.

Viper met Valeria's gaze from across the bar before leaning in and placing her lips on his.

The man grinned and quickly took charge, the kiss turned sloppy and aggressive and she could taste the liquor on his tongue that was making it's way into her mouth.

Don't gag, don't gag, don't gag.

She pulled away, trying not to wipe her mouth just yet. "Do you have a room in the hotel?"

The man smirked and nodded. "Eager, huh?"

"You could say that." She answered. "Lead the way."

He got up, taking her hand and helping her out of the seat. "C'mon, baby."

Viper sent a nod towards Valeria and followed the man all the way to his room. They passed the rest of the party and then entered one of the elevators in the lobby.

He couldn't wait any longer, pushing Viper against the wall and forcing his lips on hers, his hand pulling her knee up to straddle his waist.

"Wait, wait-" She yelped and pushed him away, playing it off with an excuse. "I'm not a fan of being caught, can we wait until we get to your room?"

"Fucking fine." He grunted and pulled away. "Prude."

Viper narrowed her eyes but brushed herself off. The elevator stopped on the third floor, he guided her to a room nearby. 312. "This it?"

"Yeah." He answered and opened it with his key, pushing her inside and closing the door behind them. "C'mere, baby." He pulled her close and kissed her before pushing her back onto the bed.

"Wait, I should at least know your name, so I know what to call you when we..." Viper tried to stall, waste time so Valeria could find her.

"Call me Vic, sweetheart. What's yours?" Vic climbed onto the bed, pulling her closer.

"Nessa. It's Nessa." She lied quickly. His hand was quickly making its way back up her thigh as he kissed her, forcing his tongue down her throat.

"Fuck, baby. You taste so good." He groaned, his hand reaching the apex of her thighs and pressing against her core through the fabric of her underwear.

Viper gasped, panicking internally as he slid the fabric out of the way and pressed a finger against her entrance.

Where the fuck is Valeria?

She just had to wait until Valeria was there and then she could drop the act.

Vic slowly slid his finger into her warmth, grinning. "There we go, baby, suckin' me in."

Viper heard a knock on the door and patted his shoulder. "Someone's knocking." She pushed him away as quickly as possible.

He groaned and pulled away. "Fucking interrupting me and my girl." Vic walked to the door and opened it, getting a gun to the face in greeting.

Valeria pushed him inside and closed the door behind him. "Sit, now."

Viper sighed in relief, getting up and grabbing a chair for him to sit in.

"What the fuck?" Vic growled and sat down, but only because of the gun pointed at his jewels.

"Shut the fuck up, and don't move." Valeria snapped. "Baby, come here." Viper walked over, letting her wrap her free arm around her waist and pull her close. "He touch you? You hurt?"

"Yes." She answered with a nod. "But he didn't hurt me."

"Same thing." She murmured, then shot Vic in the knee. Thankfully she had a silencer.

Vic screamed and grasped his knee. "What the fuck!"

"You touch my girl again and it'll be worse." Valeria growled. "Now here's what we're going to do. You're going to tell me who your boss is, and where he's going to be in a week, or i'll shoot your dick."

"Fuck you." He hissed.

"Wrong answer." She was just about to shoot him when he sputtered out a response.

"Wait wait wait!" Vic spoke urgently. "His name is Yeneriel Vasquez but he goes by 'The Spider.' He'll be in Las Almas again next week, he's got a mistress that he sees constantly."

"Good boy, that wasn't so hard now, was it?" Valeria smirked and shot him anyway. "Lets go, baby. You did good."

"Gladly." Viper turned and kissed Valeria's cheek before following her out. "I don't ever have to do that again, right?"

"Never again, bonita."

"Good. I won't punish you then." She smiled.

"Oh? You were going to punish me, hm?" Valeria smirked and closed the door after putting her gun away.

"Well, i'm not, now." Viper huffed as Valeria pulled her closer by her waist.

"That means you don't have to miss out on your reward now." She hummed and kissed her.

"Hmm, does that mean I can take all this off when we get home?"

"You can wait a little longer, can't you? I'm going to ruin you just like this."

"I can wait."

[fledermaus-art]

Someone help them

[angelhairpastawithherbs]

Imagine getting this for his birthday 💀 Blue fire and everything, it's made for him

(unofficial idia merch when) @rayisalive @silvers-numberonefan

[badassindistress]

The very first thing I ever loved was the night sky. From the moment I opened my eyes and saw the shining signs of other worlds, I knew my purpose in this world was to adore it.

I like that thing humans say, when a new human is born. A baby born of love, the love from their parents. It sounds so sweet, even if it is not always true.

For me, that has never been true. I was not born of love, I was created to love. That is the difference between Nymphs and men. Humans are born to walk the world, they stumble and walk half-finished for half their lives to discover it. Nymphs are born from the world to love it above all things.

When the Goddess finished her creation and laid herself down to rest, her last act was calling forth the Nymphs from the rocks and the pools to enjoy the lands she created. We were born from bloom and earth and spring and we were the first to dance on the new earth.

Humans came later, the creation of some trickster god who prized change over harmony. We Nymphs saw them grow and change the world we were born from. Not me personally, of course, my roots reach only a few hundred years. But the Nymphs now dreaming in the glaciers of the ageless mountains sang their songs about the land before the humans built their farms and their cities.

In their songs it sounds beautifully wild, but I would not change the world as it is now. The wild can always win back the world, but humans create such wonderful things. They can melt the hearts of mountains and make them shine like stars. They’ve made it so I can almost hold my beloved stars in my hand.

I’ve longed to touch the stars for longer than I can remember. I used to tell myself I was a fallen star, pulled to earth in triumphant flames for the love of the earth I saw below me. It is not a true story, perhaps, but I like the way it sounds. A star danced down into a mirror pool reflecting the night sky with just one fewer star shining brightly.

It might be true.

I do not know.

Read the rest of My Love, Like My Roots, Grows Ever Stronger on ao3

[ceiwiart]

Healing ❤️‍🩹

[tequila-daisies]

woke up feelin’ myself today ✨

(and then made myself late by taking cute selfies oop)

[sutherlandspiritofficial]

When life isn't perfect but your outfit can be!

[pointdointy]

It's been a while since I posted on here, life gets to you sometimes!

Here are some more reimagines for The Apple Family, all keeping to their original design spare for a few tweaks and add ons. Read more for more info on the Verse!

The Apple Family in this Verse, much like in the show, is a big earth pony family spanning many generations throughout the moons. They are traditional, and strictly stick to routine, as evident by their daily chores and the Zap Apple Harvest. They love each other dearly and would do anything to keep themselves safe and sound.

After watching Brotherhoof Social, and Do Princesses Dream of Sheep?, I find it obvious that Orchard Blossom is something more than a one time joke. It seemed all too planned out to be an attempt to get to spend time with Applebloom, or a mean joke to poke fun at men/boys who want to dress and act femininely. In my AU (still searching for the right name for the verse), Orchard Blossom is a transwoman, rocking multiple southern-belle hairstyles and accessories with the help of Rarity. She does not have to deal with bigot ponies for her gender expression, as being trans is a perfectly accepted and normal thing in Equestria, as is other identities. Made her cutiemark reflect her name better with the big apple and blossoms on the front.

For Applejack, read here!

Applebloom is a young school filly with her whole life ahead of her. She started a band of the CMC, but the group, with helping hooves, found she did not need to spend every waking moment with her friends. In this, she did things she wanted to do; potion brewing and building structures were some of the few hobbies she enjoyed. The group still did their weekly cutiemark crusade, but explored what they needed to find their own cutiemarks rather than random activities that they had never done before. In time, Applebloom was the first to get her cutiemark, fitted with the family's trademark apple, and a bloom, befitting her name.

Granny Smith, the mare who founded Ponyville, could write a book with the stories she tells her grandchildren. It may need a few ghostwriters to keep it on track, however. 

After her son and daughter-in-law's untimely death, Granny Smith took their young foals into open arms and single-hoofedly ran the farm while raising the three trouble-makers. It had been difficult, those first few years, but as Orchard Blossom and Applejack matured, the burden grew less, and Granny Smith could take those long naps her body needed. She keeps a frame picture of Bright Macintosh and Pear Butter on her nightstand, and above the family's hearth, making sure to keep their memory alive and well. Misery did not need to taint their home, even if nightmares plagued her sleep, and Applejack had to wake her from a cold sweat.

Time may heal wounds, but they could not heal scars.

If you enjoy my art, please reblog!