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aeon-arts · 1 month

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✨ 🍋🏺⏳

Realized the other day that Twilight’s Canterlot friends all looked too similar so I changed em up a bit!

Twinkleshine designs glitter and confetti, Lemon Hearts volunteers at hospitals to cheer fillies up, Lyra loves history, and Minuette designs and maintains clocks! Minuette also may or may not be working on their own Time Machine. None are all that skilled with magic, though they are still a bit more advanced than your average unicorn.

#twinkleshine #twilight sparkle #lyra heartstrings #lemon hearts #minuette #moondancer #my art #my designs #my edits

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lemonlurkrr · 2 months

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Here's a preview of my piece for the @2023legendoflinkzine !!!!!!!

pre-orders open up March 25th, and ALL proceeds will be going to Doctors Without Borders

#charity zine #legend of link charity zine #legend of link zine #loz #legend of zelda #oooo aahhh surprise surprise Lemon Draws Twilight Princess #lemondoodlrr #sooo many baller writing and art pieces so keep an eye out for the rest of the previews ;)))

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chimchiri · 7 months

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pinkie pie eating out twilight under the desk while she's reading? (*ﾉωﾉ) for the requests thank u

Not quite under the desk but at least there's a book and Pinkie IS eating her out nice and well.

Uncensored over at Pillowfort (login required) There isn't that much more to see but you never know with tumblr.

#You're welcome dear anon #Another ship I am surprised has so many fans but I'm happy to deliver #twipie #twilight sparkle #pinkie pie #my art #lemon #requests #mlp

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stormyoceans · 4 months

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vv brainrot continuation:

and again the hangover pill is a hangover karbonak

you're deeply and passionately in love (dude, did you lose your twin puen at birth?)

august’s interview reminded me so much of puen’s interview in ep12

day and talay "i don’t think anything about him, but i’ll come to him with a guitar to sing love songs to say how important he is to me" (day doesn’t have a guitar yet, but he behaves in such a way that he’ll now start singing love by paradox)

in all universes, seat belts are a source of great tension.

puen’s methods of influencing day and talay are the same (you don’t run with me bcs you think about me differently. who were you thinking about when i directed the scenes? about a guy named tun?)

bed scene (fandee na talay)

why are you smiling mork? (talay is your smile)

can you tell me about rung (p'peng, you can tell me about the life of tun)

smells (we've discussed this many times, but why not say it again)

cover your ears (idk it just reminded me of the childhood fuss of puentalay when they were filming a video message to joob)

you're doing this bcs of the car (the theme is “falling in pretend love to return to your universe”)

we're bf now (at least they didn't have to kiss 40 times before they verbally admitted it)

wedding (leave your drinking yogurt and bring a bag of chips or it's not canon). soft pink balloons (i'm already crying) i'm beaten out like a dusty carpet. how are you doing with brainrot, monica?

PINKYBRAAAAAIIIIIIIIIINNNNNN!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! OH MY GOD IM SO HAPPY TO HEAR FROM YOU AGAIN!!!!!!!!!! BUT WHAT DO YOU MEAN THAT YOU SENT ME THE BRAINROT FOR EP 6 AND I DIDN'T GET THE MESSAGE 😭😭😭 TUMBLR MEET ME IN THE PIT IM GONNA FIGHT YOU

i may have gotten a little bit worried ;;;;;; im so glad you're okay tho!!!!!!! and i know it's really annoying to write down something all-over again but if you ever felt like rewatching ep 6 and trying to send me a new brainrot, i'd love to read it!!!!! (but no pressure, of course!!!!)

ANYWAY. BACK TO THE CURRENT BRAINROT. 'BEATEN OUT LIKE A DUSTY CARPET' IS ACTUALLY A PERFECT DESCRIPTION OF HOW I FEEL ON A PSYCHOLOGICAL EMOTIONAL SPIRITUAL MENTAL AND PHYSICAL LEVEL AFTER THIS EPISODE. ESPECIALLY WHEN I THINK ABOUT THE PUENTALAY PARALLELS LIKE CAN YOU BELIEVE WE REALLY GOT A MARRIAGE PROPOSAL ONE???????? INSANITY DERANGEMENT LUNACY MADNESS THEY'RE DOING IT ON PURPOSE AND NOT EVEN P'AOF HIMSELF COULD CHANGE MY MIND

my brainrot pretty much looks like yours tbh, however the cover your ears scene immediately made me think about puentalay pinching each other's cheeks in ep 4

I JUST LOVE OUR SILLIES SO MUCH

also!!!!! kind of a reach, but the way the almost kiss at the end of this episode was framed reminded me very strongly of the puentalay one in ep 5

and both of them were interrupted, one by a phone call and one by. Pain.............

but honestly the dynamic between mork and day in this entire episode was so puentalay coded to me like the way mork was pursuing day while day played hard to get but you could still tell he was enjoying every second of it is just. it's puentalay. like idk what else to say it's THEM

THE PARALLEL UNIVERSE THEORY HAS NEVER BEEN MORE REAL

#for some reason i do feel like im missing some very obvious parallels but idk why or which one they could be #like the crossing the line and the you're gonna leave me soon and the damn oishi honey lemon 0% sugar #i can't connect them with a specific vice versa scene but they feel so familiar #i sound insane rn i know #ANYWAY HI PINKYBRAIN HIIIIII I DON'T MEAN TO BE A CREEP BUT I JUST WANTED TO SAY THAT I LOVE YOU HIIIIIIIIII!!!!!!!!!!!!!!#last twilight the series #vice versa #m: ask

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crystalprepshadowblogs · 1 year

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Hi guys ^^

Are you still in high school? What are you going to study when you finish school?

Shadowblog 60- College

Indigo Zap: Part-time superhero huh, Twi? Mind if you swing me to campus every now and then?

SciTwi: No. Our campuses are too far away.

Indigo Zap: :(

#equestria girls #shadowbolts #sour sweet #lemon zest #indigo zap #sunny flare #sugarcoat #sci-twi #twilight sparkle #mylittelpony

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little-diable · 2 years

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Bittersweet and Addicting - Jasper Hale (dark!smut)

You guys voted for a historic Jasper AU, so here we are. Enjoy my loves. xxx

Summary: A stranger finds its way to her farm, a stranger that speak in riddles, with red eyes glowing brighter than the devil's skin.

Warnings: 18+, unprotected vaginal sex, heavy dubcon, religious connotations, somewhat public sex, sex with a stranger, historic setting

Pairing: Jasper Whitlock x fem!reader (2k words)

Header by my babe @hidingsikki

“No, we have enough people around here. We don’t need another mouth to feed.” (Y/n)’s voice boomed through the house, eyes flickering to the maid that didn’t dare meet her gaze. Next (y/n)’s eyes wandered to the stranger that was standing a few feet away from the maid, staring at (y/n) with dark eyes that had an unfamiliar red tint to them.

“Ma’am, I neither want to disturb you nor make any problems. All I need's a place to survive this week.” His accent was thick, dripping with something (y/n) had never heard before. But there was something intriguing about him, something that forced her to nod her head with a sigh spilling from her lips, giving in almost too fast, making this an easy game for the smiling man.

“Are you good with horses, mister…?” (Y/n)’s voice grew more quiet with every syllable she spoke, wondering what her dead husband must think of the foolish mistake she was making. He was probably cursing her, praying that she’d pull her offer off the table before the man would decide to stick around.

“Whitlock, Jasper Whitlock. Yes, ma’am, I’m good with animals.”

“Alright, mister Whitlock. You can sleep in the barn, but you’ll need to help my boys with their work while you stay here.” The smile that tugged on his lips left her heart racing, pushing a sensation she hadn’t felt in years through her body. Perhaps he reminded her of her late husband, the man she had once loved more than life itself. Perhaps he had something adventurous to him, making her hope that he’d share stories of his journey with her. But perhaps it was simply the way he was looking at her, with something laced in his gaze she couldn’t decipher.

“Thank you, ma’am. I won’t disappoint you.”

“Show him the way to the barn, Maisy. Tell June to prepare some more food for our guest, he’ll dine with me tonight.” With one last glance thrown the man’s way, (y/n) turned away from him. She was scared that she’d forget how to move, not understanding why her body was reacting like that, forced to the ground like trees, one with the soil, burying life and death beneath the dark blanket.

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“So, where did you come from, mister Whitlock?” (Y/n) was sitting on the other end of the table, studying Jasper as she was dining. He hadn’t said much so far, quietly sitting there without touching his food once. His demeanor had changed, no longer a smiling man, though a frowning one, reminding her of a sinner walking hell’s ground.

“From Texas, ma’am.” His answers were short and clipped, making her feel as if she was asking too many noisy questions that annoyed the man. But something forced her to keep on talking, to find out whatever was coming to mind, a simple try to figure out if she could trust the stranger.

“What brought you here then? It’s quite the journey, isn’t it?” Jasper’s gaze followed (y/n)’s every move, trying to read her body language, wondering where this conversation was leading them. He had to fight against his instincts, gaze wandering down her throat whenever she had her eyes averted, allowing him to tighten his grip on the chair he was sitting on. Soon he’d snap, soon he’d give in - he could feel it, was losing his strength.

“Family problems, I needed to leave, for a while at least. May I ask where your husband is?” His eyes found the ring she was wearing, wondering how much it had cost to forge such a delicate band. The frown that tugged on her features almost went unnoticed by him, not understanding why her emotions were suddenly changing.

“He’s dead.” The atmosphere started to change, no longer was she interested in his life, the path he had followed. All she now seemed to care about was finishing her dinner and leaving him be. “It’s late, do you have any further questions before I go to rest?”

“No, ma’am. Thank you for letting me stay here.” She didn’t notice the smirk tugging on his lips, she didn’t notice the way he tightened his grip on his armrest. She had invited a stranger into her home, a stranger that has blood clinging to his hands.

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By the time (y/n) woke, Jasper had already started working in the barn, tending to the horses, while getting to know the other men working for (y/n). None of them were chatty enough to fill him in on the questions burning on his tongue; none of them were set on spending time with the stranger who spoke with an unfamiliar accent.

He had to fight against the need to give into his instincts, his throat grew tighter whenever his thoughts began to wander, thinking of (y/n), wanting to taste her blood. A primal need he couldn’t fight against.

It didn’t take long for her to find him, perhaps she wanted to supervise his work, scared that the stranger would mess up their routine; perhaps she wanted to get to know him some more, unsatisfied with the way things had ended last night. But perhaps she was simply searching for his company.

“Mister Whitlock, how are you today? Did my boys show you what to do?” The barn was empty, the other men had left hours ago, pushing their work onto the newcomer. Allowing his thoughts to race, rethinking the past months, the people he had killed, the newborns he had trained. Memories that were now one with the wind.

Jasper didn’t reply, he kept his gaze focused on her, wandering down her frame with glowing eyes. (Y/n) took another step closer, not paying any attention to the change of her emotions, buzzing through her like lightning striking across the sky. A fire had been set ablaze inside of her, burning holes into her flesh, allowing emotions she hadn’t felt in years to seep through the wounds.

Pleasure. Lust. Longing.

Heat thumped through her veins, forcing her closer to the man that kept staring at her with a smirk pulling on his lips. No words were shared as he reached out his hand, skin colder than the snow that would cover the grounds of her farm when winter rolls upon the land. Her breath hitched in her chest, body no longer listening to the warnings her mind spoke.

Clouds of pleasure were fogging up her brain, silencing her racing thoughts. She felt her body begging for his touch, the touch of a stranger. (Y/n)’s mind couldn’t catch up with his motives, the trick he was playing on her. Like a criminal luring a pure soul into a dark alleyway, he was forcing her to follow his every command.

Jasper’s hands found her waist, pulling her flush against his chest, “So beautiful, so pure. I knew that I had to have you the second I heard of you, what the whispers down in the town share. You made a name for yourself, darlin’.”

Her heart was racing, a bittersweet sound that rang in his ears. She was his prey and he was ready to feast on her.

“I,” she couldn’t speak another word, lips pressed against his. Jasper kissed her without another warning, forcing her back against the nearest hay roll. Darkness had rollen upon her, forcing the light to disappear from her chest, no longer warm and sweet, though cold and daunting. She didn’t protest, could no longer guide her own body, a prisoner in her fleshcage.

Jasper’s hands disappeared beneath her dress, wandering up her thighs like a blind man following God’s calling. And all she could do was speak a prayer, hoping that this moment would never end - a foolish mistake her pleasure drunken mind didn’t pick up on. Honesty can only be if there’s a lie, though right now, she didn’t dare speak of a sinless life, stuck in the moment.

“I wonder if it’s true what they say. Blood may not taste sweeter than honey, though God forbid, it tastes more addicting than the finest whiskey.” (Y/n) didn’t understand why he was talking of blood, the feeling of his fingers tugging her underwear down her thighs distracted her from the thought, forcing her attention towards him. He cupped her heat, fingers brushing through her slit as if he was trying to map out her body.

Her moans echoed through the afternoon, head thrown back to relish the moment. His cold fingers burned his touch into her skin, only breaking the moment apart as she was letting go, about to cum on his digits. He pulled away, only to push her off the hay roll, front turned towards it. Jasper pressed himself against her back, wanting to feel her close as he freed his cock.

For months now he had been desperate for some kind of relief, the blood wasn’t doing its job, didn’t satisfy him enough to keep him going. But now he’d get to taste something so addicting and pure, he’d never curse his fate again.

He kept toying with her emotions, not wanting to break the spell just yet. She’d moan for him; she’d cry for him; and she’d beg for him. On her knees with an open blouse and a bleeding throat. A masterpiece only a few would be able to create.

Jasper spat into his palm, he pumped his length a few times before he pushed her dress to her waist, bare legs exposed to his red eyes. (Y/n) found herself growing limp, forced to rely on him as he pushed into her from behind. It had been years since she had last been fucked by a man, a sensation so intense, she couldn’t stop her cry from clawing through her.

“Fuck, you’re tighter than I thought, darlin’. May God take care of your soul after tonight. No longer pure, though full of my sins.” He spoke in riddles she didn’t understand. But perhaps it was best if (y/n) couldn’t follow his words. Perhaps it was best if she’d stay right there, with his cock forcing her walls apart and her chest rising in uneven beats.

The sound of his skin slapping against hers echoed through the barn, filling every corner of the wooden construction. The devil had found its way into her home, he had crossed the threshold and had been invited to stay - and now there was no way for her to return.

He fucked her into oblivion, no longer did she know her name, only knew the moans spilling from her lips like curses leaving a drunken man’s mouth. Jasper left her breathless, hand finding its way to her throat, pressed against her pulse point. Soon he’d get his taste, soon he’d find the highest high known to those wandering the earth for eternity.

(Y/n) forced her fingernails into the hay, desperate to find something to hold onto. She was losing her grip on reality, no longer part of this life but of another dimension.

Her walls fluttered around his cock, pulling him in even closer. She was about to cum, about to let go. But Jasper cut off her airstream before (y/n) could moan his name, heightening her senses, forced to relax as her orgasm rocked through her.

She trembled. She cried. She came harder than ever before. And he was enjoying every second of it, mesmerized by her shaking form and the sounds rumbling through her. Mesmerizing enough to push him off the edge, cum painting her walls white.

Jasper didn’t let go of her, he kept her close, even after he pulled out of her tightness, watching his cum drip down her legs. Sinful as on the day Lucifer had been banned from heaven. And now he’d follow the calling; he’d taste her, bittersweet and addicting.

And all she could do was let him, not able to fight against her emotions.

#Jasper Hale smut #chi's lemon #Jasper Hale imagine #twilight

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imjustheretoseetheprivateblogs · 1 month

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So...

Anyone have any good fanfic recs where it's Yor and Loid lusting after one another. Preferably pre-reveal and maybe where the characters are sort of still feeling their way through things?

#spy x family #sxf #twiyor #loid forger #yor briar #yor forger #loiyor #agent twilight #thorn princess #I like me a good lemon so recs with links are appreciated

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twilightssparkle · 3 months

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Which is more edible, Pizza or Spaghetti?

I think they're both... Equally edible...?

Unless you mean which one do I prefer, and in that case, spaghetti.

#ic #asks #twilight facts #lemon----lime

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lemonfairyd · 4 days

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Rarity: A crystal dug her way out of the mountain, walked to the nearest town, and opened up a little shop. She's an Avant Garde little beast who does her own fashion designer thing, but is sometimes so wrapped up in trying to be unique, that she forgets to have fun with her art <3

Fluttershy: one of the breezies silently observing ponyville. Many try to befriend her gently, but accepting that such a large being is safe to be around is difficult. enjoys chamomile tea and falling asleep on sunflowers :)

Pinkie Pie: Kandi Kid who pretty much runs ponyville's parks and rec department. No one is willing to get on her bad side because she's so damn pleasant, bakes the best sweets in town, and is the only one who knows where the cannabis dispensary is. Don't be sarcastic with her, she'll either get real sad, or clap back so coldly you'll feel something wrong with your bones.

Applejack: local oblivious heart throb who loves winking knowingly at women and forgets why they're following her around. loves running through woodland trails almost as much as she likes a cold measure of cider; hard or soft, it doesn't matter, just has to be apples.

Rainbow Dash: kind of like a shark in the sense that if he stops moving he might take damage. yes his hair is naturally like that, why does everypony keep asking?? puts away submarine sandwiches like they're the only thing keeping him alive. Prone to bruising his knees anytime he's not flying.

Twilight Sparkle: when she hatched there was a noticeable improvement in the air quality within five miles of her. she doesn't talk much so don't interrupt when she does. also don't be afraid to get in kind of close, she's real quiet. you will not get cursed, you may actually have fewer curses when she's done talking.

#lemonfairy art #my little pony friendship is magic #mlp fim #mane six redesign #again #i love making weed canon to mlp it is deadass one of my fav things to do.#if my close friends are reading thes little tags heres the scoop #batty-fied rarity #milo-ized applejack #SQWEE-tilated Twilight #lemon-ized rainbow dash #fluttershy and pinkie are just cool as shit man #they're such different types of buglike

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chimchiri · 7 months

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(For NSFW ask) D/S+overstim? For Twilight in a ship like Twilestia, TwilightxStarlight, Rarilight, Twisalis, etc. Your pick.

That was actually a hard one but in the end Twilestia was the only one I had an idea for