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Someone recorded a scene in a movie, where the main character was shopping for clothes and another character said she couldn’t afford it. Then someone in the audience says “*scoff* b***h.” And there laughing, and someone else says, “b***h I pay in cash!” And cue more laughing.
I always cry myself to sleep when I make this mistake but a friend recently taught me how to do this and it blew my mind so I thought I would share with you guys.
Uuuuuuh reblogging this to save LIVES
god i could have used this the other day. >:(
*tears*
(All of the posts that I saw had too many notes, so let’s make a new one!)
i-darkstar-x asked:
cheerdalee-deactivated20181203 answered:
Trixie was a busy mare. Or at least she said she was and in part that was true. She was always on the move, making new stories, Learning a new spell or experimenting with old ones. She was always trying to better her show after the brutal beating her reputation took a few years back.
While usually Trixie would already be packing up and moving on to her next stop…she didn’t have one. She’d planned on heading to the next town over next but they’d sent a messenger to her yesterday, saying they’d rather she not perform and rejecting her permit request.
Right now Trixie just sat in the section of her cart that was usually her bedroom, but when the stage portion of her wagon was extended it simply became the backroom, blocked off by a thick curtain. She simply sat there, glancing through old posters of her old shows in an old album. All old. All in the past.
“It’s like I said. Less focus on power, on forcing them to do what you want and more focus on simply doing. Think about lifting each one. Visualize them as you lift. You don’t have to lift them. Just let your magic feel them. Let it acclimate to them and then try to lift.“she advised before setting a pillow on the floor and setting the objects around her. “Take a seat and try again”
Tallia nodded again, feeling confident. She took another deep breath, then attempted to visualize the objects being still. She figured the easiest way to prevent wobbling was too push inward, but something felt weird as she did, a kind of bubbly gut feeling since her eyes were closed, she did not see how her magic was compressing the objects to the point of shredding them.
Trixie’s eyes widened and her stronger making quickly ripped away the locket within the group of objects as she shouted
“STOP!”
Tallia inhaled sharply and jumped in surprise, opening her eyes and letting go of the objects, which clattered to the floor in varying desires of repair. “Wh-What is it?” She quickly asked, fearing she had done something very bad.
When talia’s eyes opened, Trixie was carefully looking over a slightly damaged locket while mumbling “nothing too bad…I can fix this”
After she finished her inspection of the locker she signed and finally turned towards her student. “You were supposed to steady your hold on the items not try to crush them” she explained with a tired voice. “Replacing all those isn’t expensive and repair spells take time.”
Tallia’s ears drooped and she looked down. “I-I thought that… I assumed maybe…” She stammered. She felt both bad for causing this damage, and scared that her magic had done that to the objects.
“Don’t worry about it too much. They’re not too bad off. I can probably fix most of the damage.”She said as she levitated the items away
“You looked at it wrong. You wanted to hold them in place and looked at it as though more power would equal a better hold. But when you’re holding them with magic that doesn’t work so well. Think about it like holding a glass of water. If you squeeze the glass too hard it’ll break and hurt you.” She said as she put the locket around her neck, putting the end of it in her shirt. She was doing her best to not be angry and instead be supportive. The way she’d expect a teacher to be
Tallis nodded, and smiled a little, though she still felt bad. The locket must have been extremely important, and she had nearly destroyed it. “Ok. I’ll do better next time.” She said.
Trixie gave a soft nod and moved a curtain, glancing outside “how about we take a short break first? Give you some time to relax and think about how to attack It next time.” She said before shaking her fingers, a bag landing I’m her hand, cleaning as it landed “does breakfast sound good? My treat”
Tallia say the bag and heard the clinking and tried not to let her eyes widen or stare. She instead looked at Trixie and smiled, nodding. “Thank you! That’s very kind of you.”
Trixie chuckled and nodded, a click of her wrist causing the bag to disappear. “Of course. Let no pony say that Trixie is an poor host"she said with a smirk “now then. Tell me, what would you enjoy to eat? We have a few choices and I think you’d know this town and what it has to offer better than I”
Tallia nodded, and said, clasping her hands together in her lap. “Well, there is this cool restaurant I like to go to. They specialize in using the Umami Flower in their recipes.” She said with a smile, the few fond memories of when she was able to go there recounting in her head.
"Really now? I haven’t tried that myself. But it sounds satisfactory to the great and powerful Trixie. We shall go there"she announced with a grin "now. If you could lead the way"She asked with a small bow, pointing to the door with flat palms like that one mare in that fortunes wheel game
Tallia nodded, and stood up quickly, but the sudden ascending caused her to have a head rush and teeter uncertainly for a few seconds. "Right away!” She said cheerfully after regaining her balance, and began to do so, leading Trixie out of the wagon.
i-darkstar-x asked:
cheerdalee-deactivated20181203 answered:
Trixie was a busy mare. Or at least she said she was and in part that was true. She was always on the move, making new stories, Learning a new spell or experimenting with old ones. She was always trying to better her show after the brutal beating her reputation took a few years back.
While usually Trixie would already be packing up and moving on to her next stop…she didn’t have one. She’d planned on heading to the next town over next but they’d sent a messenger to her yesterday, saying they’d rather she not perform and rejecting her permit request.
Right now Trixie just sat in the section of her cart that was usually her bedroom, but when the stage portion of her wagon was extended it simply became the backroom, blocked off by a thick curtain. She simply sat there, glancing through old posters of her old shows in an old album. All old. All in the past.
“It’s like I said. Less focus on power, on forcing them to do what you want and more focus on simply doing. Think about lifting each one. Visualize them as you lift. You don’t have to lift them. Just let your magic feel them. Let it acclimate to them and then try to lift.“she advised before setting a pillow on the floor and setting the objects around her. “Take a seat and try again”
Tallia nodded again, feeling confident. She took another deep breath, then attempted to visualize the objects being still. She figured the easiest way to prevent wobbling was too push inward, but something felt weird as she did, a kind of bubbly gut feeling since her eyes were closed, she did not see how her magic was compressing the objects to the point of shredding them.
Trixie’s eyes widened and her stronger making quickly ripped away the locket within the group of objects as she shouted
“STOP!”
Tallia inhaled sharply and jumped in surprise, opening her eyes and letting go of the objects, which clattered to the floor in varying desires of repair. “Wh-What is it?” She quickly asked, fearing she had done something very bad.
When talia’s eyes opened, Trixie was carefully looking over a slightly damaged locket while mumbling “nothing too bad…I can fix this”
After she finished her inspection of the locker she signed and finally turned towards her student. “You were supposed to steady your hold on the items not try to crush them” she explained with a tired voice. “Replacing all those isn’t expensive and repair spells take time.”
Tallia’s ears drooped and she looked down. “I-I thought that… I assumed maybe…” She stammered. She felt both bad for causing this damage, and scared that her magic had done that to the objects.
“Don’t worry about it too much. They’re not too bad off. I can probably fix most of the damage.”She said as she levitated the items away
“You looked at it wrong. You wanted to hold them in place and looked at it as though more power would equal a better hold. But when you’re holding them with magic that doesn’t work so well. Think about it like holding a glass of water. If you squeeze the glass too hard it’ll break and hurt you.” She said as she put the locket around her neck, putting the end of it in her shirt. She was doing her best to not be angry and instead be supportive. The way she’d expect a teacher to be
Tallis nodded, and smiled a little, though she still felt bad. The locket must have been extremely important, and she had nearly destroyed it. “Ok. I’ll do better next time.” She said.
Trixie gave a soft nod and moved a curtain, glancing outside “how about we take a short break first? Give you some time to relax and think about how to attack It next time.” She said before shaking her fingers, a bag landing I’m her hand, cleaning as it landed “does breakfast sound good? My treat”
Tallia say the bag and heard the clinking and tried not to let her eyes widen or stare. She instead looked at Trixie and smiled, nodding. “Thank you! That’s very kind of you.”
Trixie chuckled and nodded, a click of her wrist causing the bag to disappear. “Of course. Let no pony say that Trixie is an poor host"she said with a smirk "now then. Tell me, what would you enjoy to eat? We have a few choices and I think you’d know this town and what it has to offer better than I”
Tallia nodded, and said, clasping her hands together in her lap. "Well, there is this cool restaurant I like to go to. They specialize in using the Umami Flower in their recipes.” She said with a smile, the few fond memories of when she was able to go there recounting in her head.
i-darkstar-x asked:
cheerdalee-deactivated20181203 answered:
Trixie was a busy mare. Or at least she said she was and in part that was true. She was always on the move, making new stories, Learning a new spell or experimenting with old ones. She was always trying to better her show after the brutal beating her reputation took a few years back.
While usually Trixie would already be packing up and moving on to her next stop…she didn’t have one. She’d planned on heading to the next town over next but they’d sent a messenger to her yesterday, saying they’d rather she not perform and rejecting her permit request.
Right now Trixie just sat in the section of her cart that was usually her bedroom, but when the stage portion of her wagon was extended it simply became the backroom, blocked off by a thick curtain. She simply sat there, glancing through old posters of her old shows in an old album. All old. All in the past.
“It’s like I said. Less focus on power, on forcing them to do what you want and more focus on simply doing. Think about lifting each one. Visualize them as you lift. You don’t have to lift them. Just let your magic feel them. Let it acclimate to them and then try to lift.“she advised before setting a pillow on the floor and setting the objects around her. “Take a seat and try again”
Tallia nodded again, feeling confident. She took another deep breath, then attempted to visualize the objects being still. She figured the easiest way to prevent wobbling was too push inward, but something felt weird as she did, a kind of bubbly gut feeling since her eyes were closed, she did not see how her magic was compressing the objects to the point of shredding them.
Trixie’s eyes widened and her stronger making quickly ripped away the locket within the group of objects as she shouted
“STOP!”
Tallia inhaled sharply and jumped in surprise, opening her eyes and letting go of the objects, which clattered to the floor in varying desires of repair. “Wh-What is it?” She quickly asked, fearing she had done something very bad.
When talia’s eyes opened, Trixie was carefully looking over a slightly damaged locket while mumbling “nothing too bad…I can fix this”
After she finished her inspection of the locker she signed and finally turned towards her student. “You were supposed to steady your hold on the items not try to crush them” she explained with a tired voice. “Replacing all those isn’t expensive and repair spells take time.”
Tallia’s ears drooped and she looked down. “I-I thought that… I assumed maybe…” She stammered. She felt both bad for causing this damage, and scared that her magic had done that to the objects.
“Don’t worry about it too much. They’re not too bad off. I can probably fix most of the damage.”She said as she levitated the items away
“You looked at it wrong. You wanted to hold them in place and looked at it as though more power would equal a better hold. But when you’re holding them with magic that doesn’t work so well. Think about it like holding a glass of water. If you squeeze the glass too hard it’ll break and hurt you.” She said as she put the locket around her neck, putting the end of it in her shirt. She was doing her best to not be angry and instead be supportive. The way she’d expect a teacher to be
Tallis nodded, and smiled a little, though she still felt bad. The locket must have been extremely important, and she had nearly destroyed it. “Ok. I’ll do better next time.” She said.
Trixie gave a soft nod and moved a curtain, glancing outside “how about we take a short break first? Give you some time to relax and think about how to attack It next time.” She said before shaking her fingers, a bag landing I’m her hand, cleaning as it landed “does breakfast sound good? My treat”
Tallia say the bag and heard the clinking and tried not to let her eyes widen or stare. She instead looked at Trixie and smiled, nodding. “Thank you! That’s very kind of you.”
*he thrusts fast, grunting of how tight her slutty cunt was*
She panted, screwing her eyes shut and moaned loudly. She hadn’t anticipated pleasure like this, and it was quite a pleasant surprise.
*he thrusts faster, balls deep*
She could feel his tip bumping her cervix, making her moan louder and clench up. “Mmnh~~!
*he moans loudly and cums*
She let out a screeing noise as she arched her back, clenching tighter than even and cumming as well. She could feel the hot white cream splash into her womb.
*the came made her belly much, making her look like she was 4 months pregnant*
She moaned loudly, feeling her womb bloat up with his semen. “Nngh~!”
*he pants*
She panted as well, feeling a bit light headed. “Th… That was fast…”
*he thusts again*
“Ahh~! H-Hey!~ O-O-Only one r-round~!” She squealed cutely, her hands moving to play with her own breasts.
*he thrusts fast, licking her neck*
“Nngh~! F-Fine~!” She sighed, clenching tightly. “O-One more in my cunt, then I’ll lick you clean~ deal?~” she moaned.
Takkar: “ I accept~” *he thrusts faster, balls deep*
She leaned her head abck and maoned with the thrusts, not caring anymore if they had an audience,
*he soon cums*
She squealed again as she was cremated for a second time, shivering all over as she was unable to resist cumming at the same time.
*he slowly took his cock out, the rest of his cum came on her*
She moaned, and sat up, looking at him, and panting.
*he lays back*
She leaned forward onto her hands and knees, and began licking his cock clean. But her tongue was actually two tongues side by side.
*he moans while feeling her warm tongue*
She smiled, glad she was doing something right, and coiled her tongues in opposite directions around his member, stroking up and down.
The tumblr app bugged out and wouldn’t let me open it.
That’s it, really.
I’m back!
