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i-darkstar-x asked:

Tallia trot as quietly as she could around the back of the stage. Her crystal blue eyes glanced around for her target, being the one and only Trixie of course. Tallia's coat was a minty green color, and her mane and tail wavy and long, dual-colored dirty yellow and robin blue. Her cutie mark was three crescent shapes all slightly larger than the other, stacked on top of one another, with small runes on the sides of the three crescents.

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.

cheerdalee

Trixie chuckled and gave a small bow and grin in return “You are very, very welcome. I look forward to this” She said honestly before watching the girl leave.

Once Trixie was sure that she’d left, she sighed and let herself fall upon her bed, sighing once more before giggling “Miss Lulamoon. Teacher. Heh. Has a bit of a better sound to it than I expected” She joked before closing her eyes and allowing herself to sleep after changing into her pajamas

i-darkstar-x

The following day, Tallia would approach the carriage’s archway and knock on the archway. She was smiling eagerly, barely able to contain her excitement. Today, she was wearing a simple dandelion-yellow skirt with a similarly colored blouse. It wasn’t excessively formal, but still professional. ((Insert pun about that professionalism-obsessed episode here.))

cheerdalee

Trixie answered the door, a smirk on her face, tight white shirt, blue vest with matching long blue pants “Ah. Welcome back my dear mare” She said with a slightly theatric bow “Ready for the first lesson then? If so, please come on in” She said before stepping back and leaving the door opened for Talia to enter the wagon.

i-darkstar-x

Tallia’s cheeks flushed a little red as she saw the tight shirt she was wearing. But she quickly tore her eyes away to focus on her face. She smiled in greeting, and nodded eagerly, her tail doing that wagging thing again. “Yes. Indeed I am!” She said excitedly,mans walked inside as instructed.

cheerdalee

Trixie smirked and gave a soft nod as she stood to the corner with many different objects, big, small, heavy, light, normal shaped, and strangely shaped.

“Make yourself comfortable. I’m going to start us off with a few tests to see where you are skill wise. First I want to see you lift as many of these objects as you can. I know it’s easy to lift them all as one group but what I want you to do is lift as many as you can individually at the same time” She explained as she waited for her to try. Trixie knew just how easy lifting one item was when compared to lifting many, especially when they were all different sizes, shapes and weight

i-darkstar-x

Tallia nodded, and attempted, expecting it to considerably easy, not understanding the difference in lifting multiple items in a single aura, and wrapping each individually in their own Aura. She could barely even form more than three without her eyes getting bloodshot and a light headache. She managed to make three of the little and more regular shaped objects shuffle around in their spots before letting go of them and rubbing her forehead, blinking quickly as she did, since her eyes felt dry. “Was that good?” Tallia asked, though she had a feeling it was less than adequate,

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thehumon

The past is rarely as we imagine it.

ask-ester-and-whitey

FUCKING THANK YOU! This post needs to spread like wildfire. There is no such thing as sexual identity. You love who the fuck you love, and fuck who the fuck you fuck. Period.

Fuck your sexual identities. Nothing but pointless labels that bring about hate and ignorance.

i-darkstar-x

I didn’t know same-sex marriage was even a aching back then…

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Originally posted by georgetakei

cyndertheblackdragoness

See what your followers think of you.

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BLACK = I would date you.

GREEN = I think you’re cute.

BLUE = You are my tumblr crush.

GREY = I wish you would notice me.

PURPLE = I don’t talk to you but I really love your blog.

TEAL = We have a lot in common.

YELLOW = I don’t know you at all.

ORANGE = I don’t like your blog.

BROWN = I don’t like you.

PINK = I think you are unattractive.

RED = I hate you with a burning passion.

WHITE = You scare me.

RAINBOW = BED PLZ.

SCARLET = You have influenced my decision/thoughts on something.

MAROON = You taught me something new.

CINNAMON = You’re a really cool person and admire you from afar.

PERIWINKLE = You make me laugh

MAUVE = You are really talented

BLUSH = Seeing you on my dash makes my day a little better.

CYAN = We have very little in common

THISTLE = I only just started following you

INDIGO = I’ve been following you for a long time

FUCHSIA = Your blog content is gold

COPPER = Your blog content is trash (and I love it)

VERMILION = You make me feel passionate

HONEYDEW = I want to call you by a nickname

LAVENDER = You inspire me

CORAL = You’re a meme

UMBER = I want to know more about you

FORGET-ME-NOT = You remind me of somebody

RAZZMATAZZ = I would share my favorite food with you

ARSENIC = I don’t know how to describe the way I feel about you

WINE = You make me feel kinda funny, like when we used to climb the rope in gym class

SAFFRON = I love your ideas

TIMBERWOLF = I trust you

FALLOW = I want to run through the Northern wilderness barefoot with you

PLUM = I’d like to chat with you

TANGERINE = I love your aesthetic

SAGE = You make me cry

CRIMSON = We should collaborate on something!

VIRIDIAN = I wanna hang out on your blog

CHARTREUSE = You’re my homie

BURGUNDY = I get excited when I see posts from you

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unfriendlyblackthotti

👀

alien-fl0wer

Lets do this shit 

trusty0urself

please

chubbychaser12985

Please do this for me

cheerdalee-deactivated20181203

i-darkstar-x asked:

Tallia trot as quietly as she could around the back of the stage. Her crystal blue eyes glanced around for her target, being the one and only Trixie of course. Tallia's coat was a minty green color, and her mane and tail wavy and long, dual-colored dirty yellow and robin blue. Her cutie mark was three crescent shapes all slightly larger than the other, stacked on top of one another, with small runes on the sides of the three crescents.

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.

cheerdalee

Trixie chuckled and gave a small bow and grin in return “You are very, very welcome. I look forward to this” She said honestly before watching the girl leave.

Once Trixie was sure that she’d left, she sighed and let herself fall upon her bed, sighing once more before giggling “Miss Lulamoon. Teacher. Heh. Has a bit of a better sound to it than I expected” She joked before closing her eyes and allowing herself to sleep after changing into her pajamas

i-darkstar-x

The following day, Tallia would approach the carriage’s archway and knock on the archway. She was smiling eagerly, barely able to contain her excitement. Today, she was wearing a simple dandelion-yellow skirt with a similarly colored blouse. It wasn’t excessively formal, but still professional. ((Insert pun about that professionalism-obsessed episode here.))

cheerdalee

Trixie answered the door, a smirk on her face, tight white shirt, blue vest with matching long blue pants “Ah. Welcome back my dear mare” She said with a slightly theatric bow “Ready for the first lesson then? If so, please come on in” She said before stepping back and leaving the door opened for Talia to enter the wagon.

i-darkstar-x

Tallia’s cheeks flushed a little red as she saw the tight shirt she was wearing. But she quickly tore her eyes away to focus on her face. She smiled in greeting, and nodded eagerly, her tail doing that wagging thing again. “Yes. Indeed I am!” She said excitedly,mans walked inside as instructed.

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[Open RP] Ark: It’s kill or BE FUCKED!!!

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*she falls from the sky, and landed in the sand*

i-darkstar-x

The impact knocked her unconscious, leaving her unconscious. and breathing weakly.

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*she just landed near the Wenja camp she tried to get passed, the cave people put her in a hut*

i-darkstar-x

She remained out cold for about three hours, before waking up and looking around, disoriented.

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*there were some fruits and meat on the table next to her on bed*

i-darkstar-x

She looked at them, and picked up one of the fruits, taking a bite of it after sniffing it, in case it smelled off.

the-sexy-time-rebels

*it was a nice tasty fruit*

i-darkstar-x

She ate most of it, then took a bite of the meat. As she did, she looked around the hut she was in.

the-sexy-time-rebels

*there were some animal skins for wooden chairs, the floor, and more*

i-darkstar-x

She mainly looked about for possible weapons of exits, in case she wasn’t allowed to leave. But she did enjoy the meta. It was quite delicious.

the-sexy-time-rebels

*she spot the exit out of the hut, some cave people walking around*

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She walked to it, peeking out at the strange organisms. They seemed primitive, but sapient, somehow.

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*they started to make some defense walls and bringing some tamed wildlife*

i-darkstar-x

She walked up to one of them, deciding she should at least thank them for the food.

the-sexy-time-rebels

*a man looks like a leader stands alone*

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i-darkstar-x

She walked up to, though still keeping a safe distance. She smiled and bowed a little, saying, “Thank you for the food.”

the-sexy-time-rebels

Takkar: “ Your welcome stranger, Wenja find many survivors around Ark.”

i-darkstar-x

She tilted her head inquisitively. “Who’s Wenja?” She asked.

the-sexy-time-rebels

*he spread his arms and looked around* Takkar: “ We are Wenja tribe.”

i-darkstar-x

“Ohhh!” She said, looking around and smiling. “You were speaking in third person. OK.” She then frowned, her brain focusing on one of the words he had said. “Wait, ‘Ark’?”

(( He seems pretty chill with her being completely naked. They must get A LOT of survivors. XD ))

the-sexy-time-rebels

(He might be getting pretty hard in his animal skin pants~) Takkar: “ Yes, Ark, we Wenja appeared in Ark, full of giant lizards, and more beasts.”

i-darkstar-x

She glanced across the water to the main island, looking at the Dinosaurs. “Lizards seem like somewhat of an understatement.” She said with a small giggle.

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Takkar: “ Me, Takkar, you?”

i-darkstar-x

“I’m Varkailina.” She said, bowing again. “Please to meet you, Takkar.”

the-sexy-time-rebels

Takkar: “ Feel free to stay in Wenja village, though going alone is dangerous.”

i-darkstar-x

She nodded. “Thank you for the offer, but I have to get back to… Where I came from. They’ll be looking for me.” She said.

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*he shakes his head* Takkar: “ There is no way out of this world.”

i-darkstar-x

“If you say so.” She said with a shrug, though she was still smiling. In her mind, she was forming a plan. She needed a beacon of she was going to get help. She would need a computer for that though, which means she would need very intricate construction tools.

the-sexy-time-rebels

Takkar: “ But enjoy your stay.” *he walks up to her* Takkar: “ But you are naked.”

i-darkstar-x

“Yeah, I know.” She said, looking down at herself. “I don’t know what happened to the ar- Clothes, I had been wearing.” The down mostly kept her warm, so it wasn’t exactly an issue. Though she did feel a bit like a hermit crab out of its seashell: vulnerable.

the-sexy-time-rebels

*he slowly grips her nice ass*

i-darkstar-x

She eeped and jumped away, blushing. “Hey! No touching!” She squaked, flustered.

the-sexy-time-rebels

*his pants was bulging*

i-darkstar-x

She made a skittery noise, seeing the bulge. “Well, I suppose one go couldn’t hurt…” She said, blushing. “You did save my life after all.”

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*he kisses her deeply*

i-darkstar-x

She squeaked a little, surprised by the sudden movement, but didn’t resist, just kissing back and blushing brightly, feeling exposed. ((Which is ironic because she was entirely naked the whole time before.))

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*he pins her down and removes his own clothes, prodding against her pussy*

i-darkstar-x

She resisted the urge to look down, not wanting to have second thoughts. Instead, he glanced around, embarrassed and would probably be even more blushy if they were being watched.