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Reblog if it’s okay for me to write fics or make graphics of your character and tag you. Sometimes the mood strikes me but I’m nervous my partners won’t like it or won’t be cool with it.
do it and our wedding shall take place next month.
I WILL NOT be drawing:
Underage - Scat - Gore - Digestion
99.9999999999% likely that whatever I draw will be porn, I will just be drawing whatever comes to my head. Doesn’t have to be pony.
*extreme excite noises*
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I hate camping…
Boba Fett (Star Wars) is a woman and a lesbian.
YES
YES SHE IS :D
Uhhhh, no. Boba Fett is a clone of Jango Fett, a male.
i think they ment samus aran but what a fail
Clones are a direct genetic copy, so their sexuality would be the same. Some argument could be made for Jango Fett being a homosexual, because he wanted a clone son, instead of even trying to have a real son.
BUT, the reason for this could have been that he was a bounty hunter, and that way of life kind of prevented him from actually being able to settle down.
LMAOOO
Bitch please, Goku would so lose.
Have you even watched dragon ball z or are you joking?
But like. Goku would srsly lose.
have you like, seen the last episode of OPM? its an entire seasons worth of DBZ fuckery rolled into 10 minutes.
Not only would goku lose, all would remain of him would be a red colored stain on the floor
Goku wouldn’t stand a fucking chance. He’d start to do that fucking squat to power up and he’d already have a damn fist through his chest
Goku isn’t gonna even get scratched.
1) This motherfucker is LITERALLY a god and almost destroyed the universe in a super saiyan form weaker than his current one.
2) A fight between two fictional characters is heavily dependant on strength feats.
3) Goku has a whole fuckton more feats than Saitama ever will.
4) The motherfucker can teleport and use energy attacks.
Saitama literally has no limiter. No matter what world or universe he is in, he is of the highest strength. He broke his bodily limit, so there is absolutely no way Goku could beat him.
Literally? Fucking no. That’s nothing more than conjecture by idiots in Saitama’s universe who can’t fathom his power. If It were literally limitless, then restraining it would by definition be impossible. Broly fanboys said the fucking same thing and Goku killed him too.
Motherfucker, Goku dies like every fucking episode. Don’t even act like your sub-hero generic lookin shit ass DDR champ has any chance against Saitama.
Wait, why the fuck are Saitama and Goku fighting in the first place? IS this your typical idiotic dick measuring contest bullshit. I mean fuck, One Punch OK Man vs Only gets serious when it’s a fucking villain that’s threatening his family Saiyan level 3.
This is literally just masturbating furiously over nothing. Now the real question, Cell takes on Saitama and gets his powers…. how fucked is everything?
The entire point of One Punch Man is in his fuckin’ name.
One. Punch.
Literally anything goes down with one punch from him.
He wins everything because hilariously OP.
That’s all there is to it.
ok but why dont they both team up and jump superman
I was wondering when someone was gonna mention Superman
Because they’re still bitter about Goku losing to Superman
Three Times
“Three”?
Two on death battle. Third is probably some animation.
*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.
*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.
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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.
Tallia walked up to the curtain, and took a deep breath, mentally preparing herself, she created a mirror with magic to make sure her mane was in order before collapsing the spell, taking another deep breath, and raising her hoof up to knock on the archway. She hesitated, then started trotting in circles, talking to herself.
“Come on Tallia, this is easy, you’ve practiced a hundred times, there’s no reason why you can’t do it for realsies.” Was one of several self-motivational sentences she told herself. She too another deep breath, held it for a few seconds, then blew it out as she knocked on the wooden arch to signal her presence, as if the pacing, talking to herself, and deep breaths hadn’t done that already.
Inside stood Trixie, staring at herself in the mirror. While many would think it was due simply to the fact that she was admittedly a little vain but the truth was darker than that. She looked to make sure that her eyes were their usual lavender. Not that horrid red. That horrid red that brought her to take over a town and abuse it’s inhabitants.
Her ear perked back as she heard a knock at the entrance. it was nice to know some ponies still had enough courtesy to knock. She looked herself once more in the mirror before sighing and shaking her head.
She looked around and as her eyes landed upon her cape, she grabbed it and threw it on with a flourish and took a seat, pushing a slightly plastic smile upon her face “You may enter the Great and Powerful Trixie’s personal Domain” She said, ensuring that her voice would portray her usual confidence
Talia’s brain counted the milliseconds leading up to Trixie’s invitation, making her think the space of time was actually much longer than it really was. In fact, she nearly missed it because her brain was so active. Her breathing sped up ever so slightly as she hesitated at the entryway, again longer for her than for anyone else. Finally though, she stepped inside, her excited reverence clear in her eyes. She opened her mouth to introduce herself to her, but her mind was a blank. She had completely forgotten her own Name That very moment, standing with her mouth open, trying to form a sentence that could possibly pass for an introduction.
Trixie couldn’t help but smirk as she watched the unnamed mare attempt and fail to speak. Trixie’s horn lit softly and with a small flick of her finger, gently shut the pegasi’s mouth “You’ll catch flies that way. not that you’ll find any here” She joked “Not that it’s not understandable. After all you are in the presence of greatness” She said with a smirk
“But. I would rather learn your name. So I’ll start. My name is Trixie Lulamoon.” She said, a part of her already feeling that constant stab of guilt. She didn’t even know this mare’s name and she was already lying to her. It wasn’t like it was a big lie. Just a small one. So what if she didn’t give her full true name? Plenty of ponies didn’t like their names. Trixie just didn’t want to say it is all. It was a bit of a mouthful. But these excuses were something she was used to. She’d told herself them all before many times.
Tallia nodded in thanks when Trixie shut her mouth for her. She nodded again when she introduced herself, now sufficiently calm enough to provide her own name. “I-I’m Tallia Metric.” She said, mostly evenly with a smile. She felt much calmer now, though the exact reason wasn’t clear to her. Maybe some of Trixie’s own collectedness was rubbing off on her.
“Ah.a beautiful name for a beautiful mare"She said with her usual suave confidence that she ensured the audience always saw. She stood and walked towards her, hips gently swaying in a sensual fashion before reaching out and grabbing her Hans and shaking it “it’s nice to meet you” she said simply before she let go of Talia’s hand and snapped her fingers. without her horn even lighting, a second curtain which had previously been hiding her neatly made bed opened which she sat upon before pointing to the chair she’d been sitting on when talia had entered “go ahead and take a seat Talia. Unless you’d rather keep standing and staring at me. I completely understand if you do~” she teased once again with a wink
Tallia looked down at the floor and blushed a little when she complimented her name. “Th-Thanks.” She said, looking up to smile at her. Doing so also made her see her hip-swaying, which made her blush a little more. She shook her hand in return, her tail swishing a little as they touched. When the curtain suddenly opened, she jumped a little. Seeing the bed behind it, something very different crossed her mind, and coupled with Trixie’s sentence, which made her stammer a little and blush more. “Er, w-well…” She tried to regain some of her composure and sat down in the chair, turning it a little so she was facing Trixe. “Well I can tell why.” She complimented, giggling a little.
Trixie giggled softly and nodded softly “thank you. Thank you. But I’m sure you came here for more than just complimenting and agreeing with me. I already got enough of that from the applause"she said before snapping once more though this time her horn did flash as a juice bottle and glass appeared in front of her on a small table. “Would you like a glass?“she asked, playing the part of the good host as she summoned another glass.
While usually after a rare good show Trixie would celebrate with wine, she’s learned early on thanks to horror stories that strangers and drinking wasn’t a good idea
She looked at the glass, and nodded. “Yes please.” She said, smiling. “My main reason for coming here was to, well…” She hesitated for a few seconds. “Well I wanted to say that I really enjoyed your magic show for one. And I wanted to ask if you could possibly teach me a few spells?”
Trixie gently filled the glass as she listened to the mare,raising a brow as she finally heard her request “Teach you spells?” She repeated questioningly
Trixie was silent for a few moments as she took a sip of her juice “I’m not a teacher so I can’t be sure of if my ideas for teaching, or how well my spells might work for you. Unlike myself who is so very talented and even able to tap into pegasi and earth pony magic, you’re probably limited to unicorn spells and even on top of all that, I’d need to make sure I don’t teach you TOO much. I’m a showmare. It’s my business and I need to make sure nopony else learns my tricks so I can protect my business”
Trixie said that but in truth, she knew that her show had started falling in attendance. Even after her career had started regaining her previous fame and reputation, the damage had already been done. She was quite sure that she would never fully regain her former glory. Perhaps teaching would be the way to go? Maybe. Who knows. Maybe if this went well enough she’d change her traveling show into a traveling tutor.
Tallia nodded, assuming that meant no. “Alright, that’s fine. And you’re right, I wouldn’t want to put a dent in your show by knowing the spells myself.” She said, picking up her glass and taking a sip. She hadn’t expected her to say yes, or even put it as nicely as she did. She hoped she hadn’t insulted her in any way.
Trixie waved a hand and shook her head. I don’t think that will be a problem. Most of my spells I use for the show take years of perfecting to cast them as effortless as me.“she said with a small smirk of pride. Ponies may not be as impressed with unicorn spells but when they see a unicorn manipulate a rainbowñ they start paying attention.
"Regardless. I can’t say I’m against having a student. It sounds like an interesting change of pace. Though I must warn you that leaving in a couple days so we’d have to end then. Well. Unless you were to come with me as an assistant"she offered, carefully gauging the mare’s reaction.
The prospect of being an assistant to her made her ears flip up. The thought had never occurred to her. It sounded, well, extremely fun. It wasn’t like she really and anything tying her to this town, being an orphan who had long overstayed her welcome. There was the Jars though…
Regardless, she assumed Trixie meant it as a humorous remark, and just nodded and giggled a little. "Yeah, unless.” She said, smiling at her.
"Good to know. I’ll keep that in mind then."she said with a soft nod before standing and walking up to talia, extending her hand "well then. Shall we begin tomorrow then? I don’t like to wait on things but I did just finish a show earlier and I would rather rest before jumping on teaching you"she explained
She nodded, standing up as well and shaking her hand, trying to remain calm, but her eyes betrayed her delight, as did her mile-a-minute wagging tail. "Of course, of course. What time should I come by tomorrow?” She said, an bit of the same delight creeping into her voice.
*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.
Okay, so. It’s late at night and I kinda wanna play a game with you all.
The one where a person says a word, and you have to make a new word by changing only one letter, I’ll start.
Pork.
Perk.
Pert.
Port.
Part.
Fart.
Farm.
Harm
Hard
Lard
Lark
Park
Puck
Fuck
Funk
Dunk
Lunk
Sunk
Suns
Buns
Nuns
Nubs
Nuts
Huts
Hats
Hate
mate
Date
Dare
Dire.
Dime
Lime.
mime
Mite
site
Kite
Rite
Nite
nome
Home
Some
Same
Save
Dave
Dive
Hive
Five
Live
love
dove
Dole
Colt
Cold
Mold
Bold
Hold
Told
Gold
Sold
Sole
mole
hole
pole
(cole)
* code…
MODE!
*mode
“node”
((Nope))
Pope
Cope
Come
Coma
Soma
(Some)
same
game
Name
fame
Fate
Fade
Made
Mode
Mods
Rods
