Banner image made by Sometimes I'll post or reblog some cool pictures or poems.Mostly Roleplaying though, dragons and MLP usually. --- I also am great at GMod (or so I like to think) so I am open to requests of any variety if I have the models provided.
detective conan movie 20
GASP ANOTHER MOVIE O0O
(Who cares if this isn’t poniesXD THIS IS MY FAVORITE ANIME WE ARE TALKING ABOUT :D )
*she falls from the sky, and landed in the sand*
The impact knocked her unconscious, leaving her unconscious. and breathing weakly.
*she just landed near the Wenja camp she tried to get passed, the cave people put her in a hut*
She remained out cold for about three hours, before waking up and looking around, disoriented.
*there were some fruits and meat on the table next to her on bed*
She looked at them, and picked up one of the fruits, taking a bite of it after sniffing it, in case it smelled off.
*it was a nice tasty fruit*
She ate most of it, then took a bite of the meat. As she did, she looked around the hut she was in.
*there were some animal skins for wooden chairs, the floor, and more*
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.
*she spot the exit out of the hut, some cave people walking around*
She walked to it, peeking out at the strange organisms. They seemed primitive, but sapient, somehow.
*they started to make some defense walls and bringing some tamed wildlife*
She walked up to one of them, deciding she should at least thank them for the food.
*a man looks like a leader stands alone*
She walked up to, though still keeping a safe distance. She smiled and bowed a little, saying, “Thank you for the food.”
Takkar: “ Your welcome stranger, Wenja find many survivors around Ark.”
She tilted her head inquisitively. “Who’s Wenja?” She asked.
*he spread his arms and looked around* Takkar: “ We are Wenja tribe.”
“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 ))
(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.”
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.
Takkar: “ Me, Takkar, you?”
“I’m Varkailina.” She said, bowing again. “Please to meet you, Takkar.”
Takkar: “ Feel free to stay in Wenja village, though going alone is dangerous.”
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.
*he shakes his head* Takkar: “ There is no way out of this world.”
“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.
Takkar: “ But enjoy your stay.” *he walks up to her* Takkar: “ But you are naked.”
“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.
*he slowly grips her nice ass*
She eeped and jumped away, blushing. “Hey! No touching!” She squaked, flustered.
*his pants was bulging*
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.”
*he kisses her deeply*
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.))
*he pins her down and removes his own clothes, prodding against her pussy*
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.
*he slowly shoves his monster cock in her*
Varkailina made a noise like a cross between a squawk and a squeal, her eyes rolling back. “Ahnngh! Oh Fr'ij you’re huge!”
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.
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
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.))
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.
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.
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
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,
“It was about what I would expect."she said as she lifted all of them at once, each in an individual magical grip. "I could tell you were straining yourself. I believe that may be where your problem lies” she said as she started to walk around her, the objects orbiting her as though she were the center of a galaxy.
“What I’m doing now is not thanks to pure power. While I may be the great and powerful, this is more on the great side and with enough work, anyone can become great.” She said with a small wink before setting the objects down in a pattern, roughly writing “G&PT” with them.
“It’s about visualisation, focus and concentration. You know how it’s hard to rub the top of you’re head one way and your belly another at the same time? This exercise was the same basic idea and many spells use that in one way or another” she explained before taking her original spot again “Do you understand?”
Tallia nodded, watching her levitate the objects so easily. It was even more awe-inspiring because she had, as Trixe pointed out, strained to lift even three. "Yes, I understand.” Tallia confirmed, smiling. “What do I need to be doing differently?”
Name one thing that isn’t a better love story
http://ragecomics4you.tumblr.com
50 shades of grey
ask-prince-eagle-galaxy asked:
(( Aww, no need to be shy. ^^ Drop by anytime, I’m open to RP with everyone and anyone.
[Now probably isn’t the best time though since its 2 AM. XD I’m such an insomniac…]
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.
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
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.))
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.
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.
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
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,
The past is rarely as we imagine it.
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 didn’t know same-sex marriage was even a aching back then…
spiderman 3 is the best fucking game ever made
Girl in destress: Please! Someone?!
Spiderman: [Jumps and faceplants cuz Quick Time event failed]
Girl in destress: I’m going to die!
[BOOM]
This looks like something I’d see made in GMod.
