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treeoxide · 6 months
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some events we participated in recently
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lavaburnsso · 10 months
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Man, idk if it's just me or not, but I was absolutely so excited to get the Lippy ~ I see others riding them around and they just look so NICE.
but then I buy one and realize that they're super bulky(like I feel like my horse needs a diet plan and exercise), the animations for them are kind of sloppy, and the reins clip through their shoulders.. 🙃
anyone else feel this way??
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sonnensternfluss · 1 year
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The last kingdom characters as star stable horses because I seem to have issues
Since the Gen 3 Lipizzaner came out I had to think of Aethelwold everytime I saw them. So today I decided to make a side by side comparison.
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And then I started thinking about what kind of horse the other characters would be.
I think it's very fitting that Alfred is an English thoroughbred.
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His bastard being the same race but a gen 2 horse makes this whole thing even better.
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Edward however does not look like a English thoroughbred to me.
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I have a few other characters as well, but Tumblr is complaining about the amount of pictures I'm trying to post. So I'll do a part two. (Nobody cares but whatever)
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stutteritinyliving · 9 months
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As Ysabel's new horse (which is apparently named Neapolitano) is not yet broken in, she brought him to the round-pen to get some lounge-work under his skin. He was being a star, and I was just having a lot of fun watching them.
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"He is doing well," I commented with an appreciative nod.
"Yes, I am sure he will be a good riding horse at some point. Even if he is moving a little stiffly," she said, always the critic. But then again she was a vet, so maybe she knew better. Still I couldn't help but argue a little.
"You think so? He walks just fine, if you ask me," I told her, and shrugged.
"He is stiff, Narcisa, can't you see that? With your brilliant horsegirl eyes?" Her tone was angry, but all I heard was her calling me brilliant.
"I can see a lot of things with my brilliant eyes yes," I said back the words she had just used to describe me.
"Oh, shut up," she said, snorting then turning towards the stallion again. Then she began slowly tacking him up. Might be a little early to do that, so I told her so.
"You sure he is ready for that?" I interjected thoughtfully.
"Of course I am sure!" she said in an irritated tone, as she began walking him a little around the arena, "If you are only going to critize me, then leave us alone!"
"Okay, okay. I'm shutting up now," I lifted my arms in defense, and looked at them closely. I had quite a lot of experience in breaking in horses, but again it was her horse, she could do as she pleased.
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Letting go of the gelding, giving him as much rope as possible the stallion began running wild. He bucked and jumped and cantered around her, as he was clearly not used to the sensation of having a saddle on his back. He didn't seem to notice the bit or the bridle though, so he might have been used to that.
"Wooooah," Ysabel told the stallion, as he just ran around and around in the round-pen.
I shook my head. This would not turn out well!
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But oh boy I was wrong! After about 10 minutes of frantic running the stallion calmed down. He still trotted around the round-pen a little too fast, but he did so much calmer than to begin with.
"See?" she told me over the shoulder, though not taking her eyes off of the stallion.
"Yeah, yeah," I chuckled. Apparently she knew what she was doing. Damn.
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Then I went out to see if our newest recident was okay in the pasture. Ysabel, that small woman, could apparently take care of herself, even if she was handling a big stallion.
This is EIEC Neelam, a chestnut Marwari mare with Rabicano. She was just such a beautiful soul, and BOY she can jump! She is enjoying life in the pasture though, looking at me curiously. But as soon as I entered the pasture, she ran away. Apparently she is a little nervous/shy, which I guess is fine. She just got here after all!
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holundra · 1 year
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Die Lippizaner der Spanischen Hofreitschule in den Holstenhallen NMS.
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piosplayhouse · 28 days
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hmm
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mysterysoulrider · 11 months
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they're perfect to me <3
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juliaqueendragon · 3 months
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Since exam season is over and the Lippizaners are discounted I thought now was a good time to finally buy a new Horse. Welcome Rosequartz
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ourbatshill · 1 year
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Cleaning the horses at new hillcrest is very interesting now!! you should check it out if you can!
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hippography · 1 year
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Abb. 4. 15 jähr. Mutterstute Moczkos, gezogen 1915 in Terezovac-Suhopolje (Janković) v. Maestoso Titania u. Moczkos. 
A. Ogrizek, 1931, ‘Die Zucht des Lippizaner Pferdes in Jugoslawien’, Züchtungskunde, Band VI. 
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qupritsuvwix · 11 months
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hitomisuzuya · 1 year
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Scaramouche x fem!reader. Cunilligus. Soft Scara. Needy Scara.
a/n *waves*
Scaramouche was even more pissy than usual. He'd woken up to see you not in bed with him, and that made him apprehensive. All he'd found was a note left by you next to him on the bed.
Scara, I hope you slept well. He rolled his eyes. I have some things to take care of today. I'll be back sometime tonight. I'll miss you. Don't miss me too much. He scoffed. Did you really have to rub it in? You'd sprayed the note with some of your perfume. He pressed the letter to his lips, bracing himself on going about his day without you.
Scaramouche wouldn't be able to reach for you when he wanted to. He couldn't pull you against him to smell your scent directly off your skin, the scent of the paper was only a cheap substitute.
When he thought his subordinates were looking too hard to you, he wouldn't be able to hide you away inside his office and keep you all to himself.
And now one of them had dared to mention your name so openly in his presence. Sure, they would notice you were gone, and say something. Scaramouche swore that his subordinates were only competent less than half the time because you were around.
"Do you want to make yourself useful to me, worm?" He hissed, pressing his foot down on the head of the minion who's face he was pressing into the dirt for daring to say your name, and hoped you came back soon, like he was implying that Scaramouche didn't miss you as much as his subordinates did. "Fucking find a way to fast forward time," He spat before stalking away to his office.
He really fucking missed you.
Scaramouche slammed the door to his office shut, and suddenly, there you were, sitting in his chair, tapping a pen against your lips thoughtfully.
"Hey there, sweets," You greeted, waving at him. "I hope you didn't cause anyone any trouble today."
Scaramouche scoffed, crossing his arms. "Don't be absurd. Where were you, anyways?" He hissed angrily.
His eyes went right to your legs as you crossed them. Your fingers tapped against some papers on his desk, fingers he thought would be better if they were tangled in his hair. "I went and test rode a new Lippizaner* for the Tsaritsa. He's a young colt, and really green, so she wants me to work with him a little."
Scaramouche kicked the chair, making it turn to face him. "At least you had the decency to greet me in something that gives me easy access," He said, his eyes racking over your legs, which were generously exposed to him by the short, black skirt you wore.
Dropping to his knees, Scaramouche spread your legs. He sank his teeth possessively into your thigh, making you whimper. He sucked a fold of skin into his mouth, grinding his teeth firmly against it, sucking a deep bruise.
Pushing your skirt up your thighs, he pressed the tip of his tongue against your clit, gripping your hips to hold you in place as you started to squirm. "You just be still and moan for me like a good girl, slut."
Saliva soaked into your panties as Scaramouche sucked on your clit, making you cry out in a way that he didn't think was loud enough. Glaring up at you, he peeled your panties off, tossing them hastily aside.
His tongue was ravenous and unforgiving as he licked, groaning when he felt you tug on his hair, pressing his face deeper into your cunt. The more he made your body seize up and quiver in pleasure, the more desperate he became. "Ha, how little it takes to wind you up. Scream for me while I ruin you."
Wet noises filled his office, his tongue working sloppily in your cunt, sliding and probing until he felt your walls clamping around his tongue. "How dare you, you shameless slut, devoting your time to someone else other than me," He said, a moan escaping his throat to vibrate against your clit, enjoying the way you needily squirmed and grinded against his tongue.
You were breathless and reeling as you came strongly on his tongue, feeling him smirk, satisfied as he lapped it up.
Scaramouche drank in your fucked out expression as tongue fucked you through your orgasm. Wiping his mouth, he lifted you onto his desk and sat down, yanking you to straddle his lap. "You are going to bounce up and down on my cock until I am satisfied."
*Lippizan horses are known for their white coats, which I think would suit the Tsaritsa.
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saberamane · 5 months
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Meet the Horse OC's of We Were Born For This!
First and foremost, Desmond's baby, Rana Nadra! (Eye-Catching Radience) Arabian of 'Rose-Grey' Coloring
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Ezio's 'Dante' (Enduring, Steadfast, Everlasting) A Grey stallion, early Lippizaner
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Federico's 'Rufina' (Red), A Chestnut 'Tolfetano' Mare
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Clay's newly acquired 'Leonida (Lion) a Black 'Sanfratellano' Stallion
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Girasole (Sunflower) a buckskin draft horse mare introduced in chapter 37
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Oriana (Gold) introduced in chapter 50, mother of Dante and Priscilla. She's a palomino.
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And Priscilla (name taken from the bible, meaning 'ancient'), the newly born foal Desmond helped. She's a mahogany bay.
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And we can't forget Nero!! <3
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The wonderful Molly!
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And new terror in town, 'Clay', name to be determined.
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stutteritinyliving · 9 months
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So today I got a visit from Mackenzie Fowl, who wanted to board her horses at Echo. Which was obviously fine. She talked a lot, telling me about her hopes and dreams, and I showed her around the barn I have come to think of as the boarding barn. I don't use it myself, as the main barn has plenty of stalls for the horses I have right now, so I don't exactly need it. Not at the moment anyways.
"So can I board my horses here? I have two gelding, but am looking at a third horse for the moment," she then asked with hope in her eyes while she looked at me, "I think your stable is small and nice, and I am sure especially Koda will thrive here."
"Sure thing. You are very welcome to bring them here," I told her with a smile. The more the merrier.
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What I didn't expect was how soon she would bring the horses over. After a few hours, a car with a horse trailer pulled up to the stable, and then she brought her two geldings inside.
The one to the right was Hunting's Chrome Casted, an experienced Australian Stock Horse with a mild personality. And then there was Koda, as she called him his real name is AOA Tamborine Mountain. He is a semi-wild Australian Stock Horse gelding (recently gelded), and he is moody as hell.
Won't let anyone touch him, so Mackenzie told us that she would be here every morning to put him into the pasture and every evening to put him in his stall, until he has gotten used to us. Which is of course fine. Horses are different. I have just never had as wild a horse as Koda in my care before. I'm kinda nervous about it, but I can see how much she cares for him, so I will let her have him here for now.
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I was grooming Flyer, when Ysabel came up to me. She almost never does that, I might add, as she prefers to just be by herself with Prada. Not exactly the most talkative person I have met, but she is ok I guess.
Anyways, so she came up to me, and began talking.
"So I have this question," she said, her expression worrying me a little.
"Yeah, what is it?" I replied thoughtfully.
"Since you have allowed Mackenzie to board her horses at the other barn, I wanted to ask…" She halted. She seemed nervous in a way she never is. At least not around me.
"Yes?" I said, waiting for her to finish her sentence.
"I found this Lippizaner stallion on a sales website a few days ago, and I have been thinking about him ever since. He is not exactly experienced, but he is everything I have ever wanted. I'm sure of that. I have even visited him. He is the horse for me." Her words filled me with dread. Was she saying that she didn't want to ride Prada anymore? Oh no! The mare would miss her dearly!
"What are you saying?" I asked, my voice as weak as my knees right now.
"Can I board him here? I will of course keep riding Prada and…" she kept babbling on for a full minute, before looking at me sheepishly, probably realizing that she hadn't given me a chance for answering her.
"I have said yes to Mackenzie and her semi-wild horse, so why not allow you to have the Lippizaner here too," I replied with a shrug.
She was visibly relieved as she, without a sound, sighed and almost smiled at me, "Thank you. I will bring him here later today."
"Great, then we can find some pasture mates for him." My tone of voice was optimistic, even if I was a little worried that she would neglect Prada now. Guess I would have to see!
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Later when I was in the barn I saw a very soft moment between Ysabel and the stallion-soon-to-be-gelding. The last thing she told me before leaving to get the horse was that she wanted to geld him, so he could fit better in with the herd.
I don't even know what his name was though. I just heard her whisper soft nothings to the horse, calling him 'Neapo'. He seemed sweet though, and I could see how much she loved him already. He really seemed like the horse for her.
So now I have gotten three boarders in a day, and soon another one I guess. What an interesting day. Expected to get two boarder horses, and got three instead. Hmm…
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holundra · 1 year
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War das ein toller Abend gestern in der Holstenhalle: Lippizaner Gala mit der @spanischehofreitschule 🐎🐎 (Wegen des Fotografierverbotes während der Vorstellung hier ein Screenshot vom Video des Trainings) 🐎🐎 #pferde #pferdeliebe #lippizaner #hofreitschule (hier: Holstenhallen)
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mysterysoulrider · 10 months
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even more camp western outfits
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