#I miss my old pony style

[isame-allen]

I’m finally home and I got to do the ponies and the equestrian ver

Inspired by angstvoiid’s post

[firestia]

Little pony princesses 💗

[finniestoncrane]

Old Times Pornstar!Cooper Howard x Fem!Reader, multi-part au fic cooper howard is a former actor, novice pornstar, and current wasteland escort. reader mistakes him for a bounty hunter and ends up getting far more entwined in his lifestyle than they intended in a bid to get what they need from the first 'kind' person they've met in a long time🤎

☢️ Chapter 3: Show Time, word count: 4.5k cooper has a little idea that really seems like a win-win-win-win!! reader gets enough money to hire a bounty hunter, cooper gets paid his due, they both get to spend more time together, and hundreds of people will benefit from that!! unless you hate cowboy themed puns, in which case you WILL NOT benefit... Chapter 1 Chapter 2 request info • prompt list • send me a request • kofi • masterlist minors DNI!! 🔞 cw: penetrative sex, blowjobs, cumshot, facial, sex on tape, pornography/sex work, rough sex, exhibitionism, puns and bad acting abound, missionary/doggy style/cowgirl, fingering

The bar was open when you woke up, surprisingly selling alcohol as well as some food. No one else appeared to be eating, only sipping out of bottles or chipped mugs in complete silence. So you thought it would be best to join them. 

Once you were comfortable on your stool, you rifled through your bag, finding a few caps in the inside pocket. You asked the bartender for a beer and took a swig, scowling at the taste, but taking another one immediately after anyway. The bitter flavour was waking you up, heightening your senses, clearing your mind with enough of a shock that you could hear your thoughts. About Cooper, about the night before, about how or when you were going to either continue on your mission, or return home empty handed, worse off than when you left. 

It would be a difficult choice. But not one you had to make immediately. You could allow yourself a day, maybe another night here or in the next settlement. A break from reality. From the pain of home. You rifled through your bag once more, making sure you had enough of what you needed, except for caps, which you were now lacking in completely, and finished the last of your beer. You had intended to go for a walk around the town, see what else a big settlement like this had to offer, but as you stood up and turned, you walked straight into the person standing behind you. 

“You leaving without a goodbye then, darlin’? When you owe me money?”

“Cooper! I, uh… I wasn’t actually-”

“You think I wouldn’t notice?” 

He tossed your caps onto the bar, all of them jangling together in their container. 

“I seem to be missing a few.”

“Well, I had to pay for the other room, so I thought-”

“No excuses.”

He tapped the tin with one gloved finger, looking at you intently, never blinking, not once.

“You didn’t even leave me a tip. Was it that bad? ‘Cause it sure didn’t seem like it was.”

“No! Cooper, it was… it was really good.”

You had lowered your voice, aware that there were people close enough to hear your discussion, and not wanting to embarrass Cooper in front of them, or have yourself outed to the entire town as the new girl who was only there to fuck their resident trick pony. In response, Cooper leaned in, whispering, his voice rumbling through his chest as he grinned.

“Well, I suppose I can let you in on my plan. A way for you to keep that pittance for your bounty hunter and to give me my dues, plus interest. Whaddaya say?”

It took all of your focus not to jump immediately at the opportunity. Most of that enthusiasm was down to the idea that you might get to spend even more time with Cooper, something you’d been pining for since you’d left the room the night before. And it killed two birds with one stone, because the longer you were here, under the guise of actually working on the plans you set out with, the longer you could avoid the seemingly inevitable conclusion of having to return home with nothing. 

Maybe Cooper would offer you something new. An opportunity. Maybe, if you prayed hard enough, you could spend the rest of your life doing nasty things with Cooper, having fun, with someone more exciting that anything you had ever encountered before, and then you’d never have to face home or the failure that came with it. That felt like a pretty good deal. 

For Cooper, it was a chance to feel like himself again. He’d spent so long in this new body, this new way of thinking, that he had almost forgotten what values he held close. Before this, before the bombs, before Barb and Vault Tec and the divorce. Until you had spoken simple words of kindness to him, he’d never thought about how much he’d given up. But he realised that with you, he had a chance to help someone, and help himself, his old self, at the same time. 

And it wasn’t as if he was giving up on being a reprehensible bastard cold turkey. Even though he was doing some good, he was lining himself up for a damn good time in the process. He just couldn’t send you away yet though, not when he was feeling a proper connection for the first time in a long time. Not when there was someone he felt something with. 

Both of you were also worried about the same thing, though neither of you would admit it. It felt far too soon, almost cliched, to be so tied to one another already, but there was a tether there between you. Cooper couldn’t face the idea of going back to anonymous, meaningless sex where his body was the focus and his mind and soul were locked in a box until he was finished doing the task he was paid for. He couldn’t bear the thought of feeling the inside of someone else’s body, when he’d known yours so intimately, although briefly. And on very much the same train of thought as Cooper, it pained you to think about him going off and being with other people, forgetting about you maybe, after one or two or three more clients. There was more to your encounter than that, more than could, or should, be forgotten. Fate, kismet, destiny. 

But those felt like very sappy words to throw out so soon after meeting each other, if at all. So you both kept looking at one another until you broke first under his intense gaze.

“Ok then, Cooper. What did you have in mind?”

“Follow me.”

He stood up from the bar and walked towards a table in the corner of the room, shaded and dark, as though he required the atmosphere to drill home the nature of the deal which you imagined was going to be shady, given Cooper’s mischievous grin. Once you were both seated, he leaned in across the table and spoke in a hushed tone.

“Now, I told you I have a way for me to get paid, and for you to make enough money to find a better bounty hunter than you were gonna for that shit budget you had before, but you’re gonna have to hear me out, darlin’, because I don’t think you’ll take kindly to this to begin with.”

You nodded slowly, brows furrowing in a look of concern as you wondered what Cooper was about to say to you. But instead of opening with his plan, he opted to ease you into it, sort of uncomfortably, by reflecting on the night before. 

“Listen… I don’t want to give you any undue credit for what was all my work, but last night… Well, that was really something.”

Swallowing your nerves, you nodded once more, trying to downplay the excitement burning in your throat. It might never happen again, despite how much you wanted it, but at least Cooper had felt the same way. It had been different. Special, if you wanted to use a word that made you almost cringe. 

“I gotta tell you, I haven’t had that kind of chemistry with someone since… well, in a long time. Usually, this work, it’s a means to an end that doesn’t seem to be coming. But I think I know how to get out of it. If you’ll… indulge me.”

Another nod. Still no words. You didn’t think you could speak even if you had anything to say except a shrill, giddy scream. 

“Now, before all of this, and I mean before all of this, I was something of a star. Up on the big screen, and the small screen. Just about any screen they had. And while I’m not particularly proud of some of my work, having had to let my body do the lead role, I can’t deny that it was lucrative. There’s always money in sex, y’know?”

You imagined there was. Already you’d sunk your remaining life savings into it, and you’d only been propositioned once. It was clearly an industry worth something, even though Cooper hardly sold it by proclaiming he wasn’t proud of it. Still, you were keen to know where he was going with this, still unsure, or perhaps not allowing yourself to read too far ahead in fear of making an assumption that would be incredibly embarrassing. 

“See, the kind of chemistry we had - have - is one you don’t come across too often, and it works so well on screen. We’d be foolish not to take advantage of that, don’t you think?”

“I agree.”

Your voice cracked on the last syllable, but you felt you had managed to play it cool as best as you could be expected to when Cooper was smiling at you the way he was, leaning over the table, close enough to you that you could feel his warm breath on your cheeks.

“So I propose that we use it to our advantage. A contact of mine, scavenger, he found some pretty good equipment, and one of his friends figured out how to work it. I bought it from them, nostalgia’s sake. We could make ourselves a little movie, sell some bootleg holotapes at the bar to my vast and varied clientele. Profits for me, profits for you. What do you think?”

“You want us… to…?”

“Make some pornography. You’re familiar with it, aren’t you?”

And of course you were. Who wasn’t? Explicit material was hoarded, traded, treated like high class art because of its desirability but rarity. Hand-drawn, audio recordings, some magazines. But you’d never watched any before.

“And that’s… that’s something people would want?”

Cooper scoffed, settling back in his chair, shrugging his shoulders so nonchalantly at your query. 

“They might not know it, but it is. Any TV out there, provided it’s not blasted to shit, you can connect it to power. It won’t show anything new of course, but they’ll play a holotape. I know we’ve got a market for this. I know it. But you’ll just have to trust me, I suppose.”

You mulled it over. There were so many things to take into consideration, and so few of them were actually permeating past the excitement of getting to fuck Cooper once more. Besides, you needed the money. It wasn’t as if you were in a position to turn down whatever it was he was going to offer in the way of a grand scheme. You still felt like there should be at least an attempt at pretending to think it over, so you asked him the only question you could think of. 

“How will I know what to… do? Or say? Is there going to be a story?”

Cooper grinned wide, his yellowed teeth bared at you in a mischievous expression as he leaned in once more. 

“Oh don’t you worry about that. I had a bit of a hobby, writing scripts. No one ever wanted them, but I always fancied myself moving into writing or directing in my later years. And how much later can we get, I’m already two hundred years after considering that.”

Despite giggling at his comment, you could feel the sudden stress rising up in your chest, and you took a deep breath before asking him the follow up question that was playing on your mind.

“Do I need to like… remember what to say?”

“You know what, darlin’?”

Cooper took your hand in his, patting it condescendingly, but you took the comfort eagerly.

“You don’t have to say a thing except for what comes naturally. You let me carry the scene. I am the actor, after all.”

He winked to you, lifting his glass and downing his drink in one. 

“Shall I show you my script then? You in?”

With an enthusiastic nod you got up when he did, following him back through to the room you had paid for the previous day and sitting down on the bed with him, clutching the frayed, torn papers he had tossed to you from his pocket. Reading over it, you could feel both a desire to giggle and blush, as well as a heat crossing your lower back. It was so corny, so obvious, but nevertheless it was arousing. 

“So, what do you think then, darlin’? Am I good, or am I good?”

“Oh… you’re good, Cooper.”

“You in then?”

Again, you didn’t want to seem too eager, so you pretended to mull it over, looking at the paper so you could avoid Cooper’s gaze, before you set them down next to you and nodded to him.

“I’m in.”

He clapped his hands in excitement, stomping heavily towards the pack in the corner of the room, his own possessions stowed away neatly, a lifetime condensed, dust picking up around him, becoming unsettled in his frenzy. 

“What are you… Oh… Oh, Cooper… really?”

In his hands he held two items of clothing. A skirt that was barely anything, moth-bitten and stained slightly, but still surprisingly white in colour. And a shirt, similarly discoloured, fringe detailing on the collar with frayed embroidery detail the shoulders.

“You gotta look the part, darlin’. Now, you go put that on and I’ll get us set up.”

In the bathroom, you put on the outfit Cooper somehow just had, clearly waiting for an opportunity like this to come up, waiting for someone to fill the role. It made you feel special, like you were the chosen one. And that boost of confidence made you feel all the more attractive in the skimpy skirt and shirt that felt a little too tight across your chest. Upon exiting the bathroom, you found Cooper waiting for you by the side of the bed, the big heavy lump of equipment sitting on the wonky dresser and aimed at the bed. 

“Shouldn’t it look more like… a Western in here?”

“You got the budget for set dressing, missy?”

You raised your hands up, a silent apology for even questioning it, realising that Cooper had quickly been distracted by your outfit and was already forgetting your insolence as he took in how much of your legs were on display. 

Snapping himself out of the fugue state brought on by your body, he swallowed the collecting drool in his mouth and hit the button on the camera, walking over to you and winking. You did your best to recollect the bare bones of the script, enough that it might see you through this. But you were confident that in your excitement, you could play the part well enough.

“You’re safe now, ma’am. Those raiders won’t be comin’ round here no more.”

Standing before Cooper, you hesitated for a moment. But when he caught your eye, he offered you an encouraging nod and a smile that washed away most of your nerves, enough that you managed to get out your first line. And once that was out of the way, everything after it came easily.

“Why, kind sir. How can I ever repay you?”

“Well, little lady, I can think of plenty of ways you could thank me for my valiant efforts.”

“And what might those be, sir?”

Cooper hooked his arm around your back, pulling you into a quick embrace, tipping up the brim of his hat so he could lean into you.

“Oh! Well, sir… is that a pistol in your pocket? Or are you just that happy to do a good deed?”

“It’s my six shooter, darlin’. And if you’re a good girl, I’ll let you unload it.”

“Wow, you truly are a real cowboy, ain’t you?”

Pushing past the urge to cringe at the slight accent you were putting on, you managed to keep up the flirtatious act as you leaned into Cooper, hands behind your back to push your chest out further as you swayed a little. 

“Indeed I am, little miss. Now, let me show you how a cowboy gets his thanks.”

Cooper grabbed your hips, pushing you backwards until you landed on the rusting bed with a thud and a squeak. He was quick to hike up your skirt, pushing the fabric up until you were exposed to him, no underwear on. He pulled at your waist, angling you so you could be seen by the camera, and as you nervously pressed your thighs together he pushed his hand between your legs and spread them back apart.

Two of his fingers began gently stroking at your already wet and aching cunt, diving into it slowly, testing the waters, teasing you, like a glimpse of what was to come as his fingertips tapped right against the perfect spot. 

“You sure are somethin’, sweetheart. A mare to tame, huh? Lucky for you, I’ve done my fair share of ranch work.”

He worked quickly at his belt and pants, letting them slide down to his thighs, freeing his thick, hard cock. No sooner than you had begun to admire it, mouth watering, stomach clenching, he had lined it up with your entrance. He slid the tip against your folds, the head tapping your clit and sliding back down before he shifted his hips and pushed forward, entering you in one smooth motion. 

Your body reacted with a wave of heat, electricity flooding your nervous system, waves of static rushing over you as he began to pump his hips into you. He pushed his arms behind your back and lifted you slightly, bringing you to an angle, bucking up to fuck you deeper. You hooked a leg around his waist, holding him as close as possible, not wanting him to ever slide his cock back out of your cunt. You felt complete with it in there, throbbing against your walls. 

With your body close to his, he pressed his forehead to yours, unblinking as he focused on your eyes. There was an insatiable hunger in them, a ravenous desire for you that wasn’t just a bit for the camera. Cooper was really that hungry for you, greedy in his ruinous pounding as he let his cheek rest beside yours, tugging on your earlobes with his teeth as he grunted with exertion. Your heart thrummed as he teased your skin, working down your neck, biting the skin and sucking it into his mouth with a soft groan. 

But he let up quickly, softening the blow of his sudden stopping by cupping your cheeks in his hands.

“Bend over, darlin’. I wanna ride you like the wild pony I know you are.”

You were up and repositioning yourself almost immediately, his cock slipping free of your cunt with a deliciously wet sound, your thighs coated in your arousal, spreading apart once you were on your knees before him on the bed, waiting to be filled again. 

Cooper watched as you opened yourself up to him, holding his breath as he lined his head up once again with your cunt, pushing in slowly, inch by inch, until he was completely swallowed by your warmth. Setting himself at a brutal pace, he snapped his hips back and forwards against you, biting back his moans, breath hitching as he pulled your hips down onto him hard and fast. His fingers dug into your waist, nails pressing sharp crescents into your skin as he recklessly fucked you.

With a silent scream you arched your back as he rutted into you, deep and penetrating, only becoming more erratic as you writhed under him, squirming with pleasure as the head of his cock pounded against your g spot. Each knock felt like a jolt surging through you, each buck of his hips, the way he rolled into you, a sweet impact of pain and pleasure. You could feel him through you, full of him, happy to take him like this, his co-star, a place for him to bury his cock and make his money.

His legs began trembling, and he slowed his pace with a deep exhale.

“Wanna see if you can make me scream ‘yeehaw’, sweet thing? Why don’t you hop up on my lap. You can ride me so hard they might need to take me out back and shoot me.”

Cooper settled himself onto the bed beside you, patting against his thighs and waiting as you adjusted yourself once more, your legs straddling his hips. He held the base of his cock still as you sank down onto it, your cunt spreading, stretching to fit him once more, taking the entire length immediately, feeling completely stuffed.

He hissed, biting his lip as his cock disappeared into you once more, the pressure around him as you clenched, gripping him, had him whispering out in heated moans, until he was finally accustomed to the feeling. 

“I hope you’ve got good balance there, darlin’, cos I want you riding me bareback like you were a pro.”

His voice rasped on the words, a low, guttural sound that fell over his lips, a threat more than flirtatious joking, and you were happy to see it through. 

Working your thighs, you began rolling your own hips against him, feeling him twitch as you slid up and down his cock. Cooper’s breathy moans only spurred you on, moving faster, harder against him. His eyes were focused on your body, the way your breasts bounced as you rode him.

In a frenzied move that almost had you falling from him, he pulled your neck, bringing your body down to him, your hips moving up and down to keep sliding over his cock, bringing it inside of you, still buried deep within your cunt, but now he could nuzzle against your chest. 

His breath was warm against your skin, his neck stretching so he could catch your nipples in his mouth, worrying the buds with his teeth and tongue, sucking at them with satisfied sounds of ecstacy. Cooper’s own hips had begun bucking to, a syncopated rhythm between you both that led to a wild, frenetic pumping of his cock inside of your aching, fluttering walls. 

“Fuck… fuck… fuck.”

He’d lost all control of himself, and could feel the climax approaching, faster than he had hoped, but he couldn’t have expected it to feel this good. With a smile, he pushed your shoulders back, watching you as you sat on his lap, cock deep within you, pulsing, close to cumming with every little movement you made. 

“Now I know you ain’t a one trick pony, why don’t you show me what else you got up your sleeve.”

Cooper lifted your hips, guiding you off of his cock, your slick coating it in strands that pulled and dripped against your thighs. Following his strong arms, you sank to your knees on the floor in front of him, noting that you were directly in the line of the camera lens, ready for your big finale. 

He began stroking his cock, his palm becoming sticky with your arousal, the smacking sound of the well-lubricated motions so lewd, almost sultry. The perfect addition to the film.

“How familiar are you with ropes? Because I got a few for you here.”

His face was growing warmer, nerves on fire, cheeks burning, as he felt himself reaching his climax. With a racing heart, Cooper began to lose his composure, hitched breaths leading into a loud cry, a choked sob and moan as he came, white, thick ropes of his seed spilling onto your cheeks, against your lips, your neck and chest covered in droplets too.

Standing unsteadily, Cooper began to dissolve into the pleasure of a satisfactory conclusion, but not before he finished up the scene. His hand moved to the side of your neck, stroking around, fingers trailing over the front of your throat before his touch left you. 

“I’ll be on my way now, ma’am. But you ever run into trouble again… I sure would like to be the one that saves you.”

You managed to suppress the giggles until he was standing in front of the old camera, hitting the button again. He started dressing himself, presentable enough that he could leave the room.

“Cooper… that was…”

The words wouldn’t come to you, or rather, too many words came to you. Silly. Fun. Surprisingly hot. But as you watched his face contort into one of anticipation, almost nervous, you knew which one he wanted to hear.

“... amazing.”

His charming, cheeky smile rose back up on his lips as he nodded towards.

“Well, thank you, darlin’. You never know… this sells well enough and I might be looking to find a permanent position for you in this little business venture.”

You hoped he would. Beyond anything else, that’s what you wanted. Somewhere, at some point during all of the fun you were having with him, your subconscious had come to the conclusion that spending more time with Cooper, potentially all of your time with him, was what you wanted now. You could send money back to your settlement. You could hire a bounty hunter to do the work for you on their behalf. You could free yourself from a quiet life. You could find excitement, pleasure and, potentially, love. All of it was possible now. And you suspected that Cooper was certain it was too. Otherwise, would he even have mentioned the possibility of continuing to work together? He didn’t seem like the kind of man who would tease about something like that.

The thoughts remained in your head, too afraid to say them out loud in case you scared Cooper off with your quick attachment and your eagerness to be fucked by him on a long-term basis. You tried to think of something to say. Sharp, witty. Something that would set you on the same level as him, or at least close to it. Something that told him how much you wanted him, how much you wanted to stay here, without actually saying those words out right. But as you pondered over it, you realised you had another burning question, one that actually might work on all the levels you needed it to.

“Wait, don’t I get to finish?”

Cooper turned to you from the doorway, smiling wide, a smirk that made your stomach muscles tighten.

“When this little movie gets us our money and you can afford to pay me, I’ll make sure you do.”

He turned away, walking out of the door with the camera and the pile of holotapes in hand. Once you were dressed, and you had cleaned him off of your face, you followed after him, quick and dutifully, as you expected to, or at least hoped to, for as long as he’d let you.

Just as you finished dressing yourself, Cooper appeared in the door frame, tipping his hat to you as he winked.

“You comin’ then, partner?”

[chaotic-starlight24]

I see you have requested hc requests for a pair of outsiders characters. Dally and Darry please?

Thanks so much for the request :D Dally and Darry it is!

Warnings: Spoilers, Angst towards the end

When Dally first showed up in Tulsa as a scraggly little 13 ¾ year old, Mr. Curtis told Mrs. Curtis and Darry to look out for him. So Darry tried his best to take him under his wing. Dally actually warmed up to him though it took a while. He saw him as an older brother of his own. But he never admitted that out loud since that almost always ended badly for the “older brother” of the situation.

They drifted from each other for some time though because Darry thought Dallas was becoming a bad influence on his brothers. Mainly the time when Dally fell back into the hood he was in New York. So Darry would try his best to keep Pony and Soda away from him (much to Soda’s sadness). After a couple arguments with Dally, Darry told Mrs. Curtis about his concerns. And she changed his point of view on Dally and just about every hood on the east side. It made him realize that Dally was a scared kid who had to toughen up or die. So Darry started to go a little easier on him.

Darry is actually one of the few Dally trusts. They butt heads from time to time but they also know they can lean on each other if really needed. 

Dally tries his best to help out Darry from time to time. The problem is that Dally isn’t exactly the most responsible person. Like he’ll offer to let Pony tag along with him and Johnny so Darry can get some time to do whatever, but that does mean Pony may or may not know how to gamble. Dally’s trying his best, guys.

Darry is one of the few to have heard about Dally’s siblings back in New York. Dallas hasn’t gone into a bunch of detail but most of the gang doesn’t even know Dally had a family. So for example, one afternoon Dally was just hanging out while Darry was sorting through Pony’s report cards and Dally just kinda laughed to himself, “You know, you remind me a lot of Henry.” “Who?” “Oh, nobody… He was my brother, he uh, he tried his best to get us all through schoolin’. But I neva cared much for it.”

One night while the gang was all hanging out, Dally overheard Darry talking to Two-Bit about Paul. Darry just says something like, “I miss him sometimes, but he’s not the same person anymore. I’ve heard some of the nasty stuff he’s said about me and my bro-“ That’s all it took for Dally to go storming out of the house to find Tim and his gang. Paul left his party to discover his brand new wheels missing from his car. Darry woke up in the morning to discover some real nice tires on him and Soda’s car. Dally was honestly ready to just steal Paul’s car altogether but Tim convinced him otherwise.

Before Dally really became a part of the gang, Darry wanted to help him out to find somebody who just matched his vibes. He knew Tim from random parties and from Two-Bit so he was just like “Maybe they’ll get along!”. So he took Dally for a walk and told him about this guy he thinks Dally will like and Dallas was just like “One second.” and pickpocketed a guy who walked by. That guy immediately turned around and started cursing him out and causing a fight to break out between them. Darry just stood there because “Aw crap, that’s Tim!” Darry very much believed he just gave Dally his first enemy. But after fighting they complemented each other’s fighting style and started talking. Darry left them to it and walked off.

Someone in Tim’s gang taught Dally how to drive. Darry heard Dally was learning and was like “Ok! How about you show me what you know!” Dally took hold of that wheel and Darry mentally noted to never drive with him again. Dally has since gotten a bit better but also hasn’t exactly made major improvement.

Darry tried to pick him up before Dally got similar in height to him. Dally immediately started squirming and cursing like an angry chihuahua.

Dally followed Darry and Two-Bit around a lot when he first became a part of the gang. Sure he really connected with Johnny, but it took him a bit. Steve, Soda, and Johnny were a trio that had grown up together and same with Darry and Two-Bit. So Dally was kinda the weird middle ground between them both friend and age wise. Darry and Two were always welcome to have him around but Dally still tried to keep up that cool guy persona. So on the days Darry didn’t have practice, him and Two-Bit would be walking around, chatting and laughing together. Then Dallas would be trailing a couple feet behind them, hands stuffed in his leather jacket just kinda walking along with them.

When Dally died that was the first time in a while since Darry has felt pure rage. Everything in him wanted to throw everything he had at the cops, but he knew that wouldn’t do any good. Instead he had to see Dallas lying cold on the ground. And not in a peaceful way or anything. It tore Darry apart inside to see this kid like this. This kid he has looked out for since he came to Tulsa. This kid his brother had brought into the gang. This kid who followed him and his best friend around for the first couple months. This kid who dealt with so much pain and hurt yet hid it away from his surface, keeping up with his persona. His persona that so desperately wanted to be older than he actually was, the version who could take all that has hit him. And now Darry watches as they drag a white sheet over the body and haul him away. 

[only-lonely-star]

Can we have some pony boy headcanons please?? (Love your content)

⋆☀︎. Ponyboy Curtis HCs (General) ⋆☀︎.

Warnings - Minor mentions of death. Mentions of smoking.

Author’s Note - Thank you for the request, Anon!! <3 This was a perfect time to do these, because I just miss Tommy so much 😣😣. As always, enjoy!!!😽

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He’s mature for his age. Not in a humorous (meaning he outgrew jokes people his age make) or physical sense, but more of a conscious one. He understands how the world works and he’s so like?? Emotionally intelligent/aware of the world if that makes any sense. He’s just aware of more than your average 14 year old boy. Even if you take his parents out of the equation, he was always just a bit ahead in terms of maturity.

He doesn’t like going to school. Sure, he loves his books and he’s hella smart, but that’s doesn’t mean he LIKES to go. He hates the hours he has to slave away doing work he could easily do in five minutes at home. Since Ponyboy is quiet, I’d say he has one or two school friends besides Johnny and Two-Bit.

He looks up to both Soda and Darry. In the book he never shuts up about Soda and how he wishes to be like him - but Darry has strong qualities Ponyboy desires too. He’d do anything to be seen as some big, tough, cool, smart guy. I personally think he’s not a big advocate for fighting and physical violence, he’d rather work things out peacefully through communication. BUT- he still loves his own interests like movies and books. It’s not something your typical Greaser is into, therefore he wishes he could be himself while STILL appearing strong, smart, and cool like Darry. And we all already know he wants to be handsome, caring, and skillful like Soda.

Ponyboy does theater for school. I personally think he would be so good at it (coming from a former theater kid 🤒)

When he was a little kid, he had the most in depth storylines when he would play outside with his buddies. (I imagine them to be a bunch of school friends, nobody in the Curtis gang.) Playing army was definitely a favorite, the lore went absolutely crazy.

His smoking habit worsened after Johnny and Dally passed away :(

Darry would play the most foul pranks on Pony when he was younger (like 5-6 is what I imagine). Not just like PRANKS, but he would lie to Pony all the time because he found it funny. It’s just an older sibling thing iykyk 😭. “If you don’t hand me the remote, I’ll tell Santa on your ass.”

He’s so persuasive.

He would probably have an argument with someone and win because he’s stating his facts AND showing evidence without stuttering once. When he’s riled up he speaks a mile a minute.

His mom would knit him sweaters constantly. He kept outgrowing them every few months.

He loves hugs so much, but he rarely receives ones that aren’t from Johnny and/or Soda (if any at all). His mom would give him these big bear hugs everyday after school, and his dad would give one of those manly side hugs. He just feels weak initiating one, he feels he’s supposed to be some tough kid who doesn’t care for hugs.

On road trips, Ponyboy likes to look at clouds and try to see things in them to cure his boredom.

Obviously, Pony loves his hair. Even when he KNOWS he needs a trim, his heart still falls to his ass when he finally goes to get it.

He hates popcorn reading in school. Anyone who doesn’t read as fast or as well as him just pisses him off. (Me too ngl, I hated that shit so much.)

Struggle meals were actually good to him. Unlike my headcanon for Soda, Ponyboy isn’t a picky eater at all.

He drinks so much Pepsi so often that he’s practically immune to the amount of caffeine in one serving. He’d have to drink multiple cans/bottles for him to really feel it.

I feel like Ponyboy would have a great sense of style. Basic greaser outfits, yes- but he surrounds himself with media all the time. He HAD to have taken inspiration from movie stars, musicians, etc.

Ponyboy got a lot closer to Dallas through Johnny. I can see Ponyboy picking up habits and mannerisms from Johnny to seem more like him. Dallas SUBCONSCIOUSLY picked up on the similarities between the two and naturally included Pony more. That’s how their little trio came to be in my mind 😔

When he was a little younger, Pony made sure to craft handmade cards for his family on holidays or birthdays. (I used to do this, I would draw a sloppy looking turkey on paper and give it to my parents on Thanksgiving LOL)

I see people say this a lot, he goes thrifting often. He’s definitely used to hand-me-downs from Darry and Soda, though he wants to hunt for his own clothes from time to time.

The ice cream truck HATES to see him coming. He feels like a little kid all over again when he runs for it at the first little ‘ding’ of the music.

He is such a heavy sleeper. I think that’s why Soda tickles him awake all the time. Calling for Pony or snatching the covers off won’t do anything. He’ll stay snoring.

Ponyboy was the most well-mannered out of all the Curtis brothers. I mean this in the sense that their parents had the ‘most time’ to parent him and really soak in his childhood. (I SAW SOMEONE HC DARRY WAS AN ACCIDENT AND I COULDNT AGREE MORE FHSGHFJS IF YOU SEE THIS PLEASE LET ME CREDIT YOU!!) That whole headcanon was basically saying how Darry was most likely unplanned since his father was described as very young appearing. I agree with that headcanon so much. When Soda was born, Mr. and Mrs. Curtis were a bit older then. I think by that point they knew they would stop at three kids. Since they were aware that’s when they’d stop, I think they really took their time to parent Pony and teach him how to grow up to be a behaved child. Darry was already in school, and Soda was just about to turn 5 and start kindergarten. Ponyboy was just a baby, so I can see Mr. and Mrs. Curtis having a lot more time to really GRASP the feeling of parenting a little one.

He can read people like a book.

I feel like Pony would secretly love any type of sappy romance book/movie. He’d only tell Soda about it (and maybe Johnny) because he thinks it’s SO embarrassing. This makes me think this is why he isn’t into the whole idea of girls and dating yet - because he fully believes he’ll never find that kind of love in reality.

THANK YOU FOR READING!! STAY GOLD Y’ALL!! 🫂

- Sophia 🫶🏼

[neilperryismine]

songs I relate to neil !!

(disclaimer: these are all probably sad + it’s a really long list sorry)

making the bed by olivia rodrigo

pink pony club by chappell roan

bigger than the whole sky by taylor swift

I bet on losing dogs by mitski

I know it won’t work by gracie abrams

my tears ricochet by taylor swift

mirrorball by taylor swift

this is me trying by taylor swift

the lakes by taylor swift

no body, no crime by taylor swift

you’re on your own, kid by taylor swift

midnight rain by taylor swift

family line by conan gray

mastermind by taylor swift

matilda by harry styles

bigger than the whole sky by taylor swift

anatomy by kenzie

what was I made for? by billie eilish

so long, london by taylor swift

I can do it with a broken heart by taylor swift

fortnight by taylor swift

the smallest man who ever lived by taylor swift

I hate it here by taylor swift

end of beginning by djo

vienna by billy joel

you’re gonna go far by noah kahan

out of touch by daryl hall & john oates

scared of my guitar by olivia rodrigo

don’t dream it’s over by crowded house

can’t catch me now by olivia rodrigo

all too well by taylor swift

night changes by taylor swift

1 step forward, 3 steps back by olivia rodrigo

story of my life by one direction

sign of the times by harry styles

scott street by phoebe bridgers

I love you, I’m sorry by gracie abrams

tv by billie eilish

piano man by billy joel

capital loss by gigi perez

pretty isn’t pretty by olivia rodrigo

the subway by chappell roan

heaven knows I’m miserable now by the smiths

this night has opened my eyes by the smiths

seven by taylor swift

daddy issues by the neighbourhood

teenage dream by olivia rodrigo

iris by goo goo dolls

winner by conan gray

everything I wanted by billie eilish

wicked game by chris isaak

the cut that always bleeds by conan gray

kids by nick rattigan

the prophecy by taylor swift

nda by billie eilish

vampire empire by big thief

your best american girl by mitski

symphonia ix by nick rattigan

no surprises by radiohead

favourite crime by olivia rodrigo

exile by taylor swift

the last great american dynasty by taylor swift

fourth of july by sufjan stevens

army dreamers by kate bush

half return by adrienne lenker

pretend by alex_g_offline

wasted summers by juju<3

waiting room by phoebe bridgers

I know the end by phoebe bridgers

half a person by the smiths

first love/late spring by mitski

the grudge by olivia rodrigo

gilded lily by cults

I don’t smoke by mitski

holidays by conan gray

vincent by don mclean

knockin’ on heavens door by bob dylan

everyone wants to rule the world by tears for fears

forever young by alphaville

please, please, please, let me get what I want by the smiths

hey jude by the beatles

no surprises by radiohead

boys don’t cry by the cure

beautiful boy by john lennon

that joke isn’t funny anymore by the smiths

funeral by phoebe bridgers

don’t try suicide by queen

my life by billy joel

all the young dudes by mott the hoople

falling by harry styles

sign of the times by harry styles

little freak by harry styles

love of my life by harry styles

songs kinda about neil from todd’s pov !!

francis forever by mitski

mr. loverman by ricky montgomery

this is me trying by taylor swift

ur so pretty by wasia project

the lakes by taylor swift

the exit by conan gray

I miss you, I’m sorry by gracie abrams

back to december by taylor swift

birds of a feather by billie eilish

wildflower by billie eilish

haunted by taylor swift

who’s afraid of little old me? by taylor swift

loml by taylor swift

right where you left me by taylor swift

cool about it by boygenius

k by cigarettes after sex

this love by taylor swift

fade into you by mazzy star

astronomy by conan gray

angel eyes by abba

strange by celeste

fine line by harry styles

christmas kids by roar

all I wanted by paramore

sunsetz by cigarettes after sex

I wait for you by alex_g_offline

reflections by the neighbourhood

nobody by mitski

cool about it by boygenius

anything by adrienne lenker

break by alex_g_offline

someday I’ll get it by alek olsen

blue hair by tv girl

cigarettes out the window by tv girl

blondie by current joys

remember that night? by sara kays

once more to see you by mitski

I want you by mitski

astronomy by conan gray

lover you should’ve come over by jeff buckley

slipping through my fingers by abba

don’t you forget about me by simple minds

as it was by harry styles

songs I related to neil and todd

casual by chappell roan

close to you by gracie abrams

guilty as sin? by taylor swift

smile by sabrina carpenter

set fire to the rain by adele

suddenly I see by kt tunstall

dive by olivia dean

bags by clairo

picture you by chappell roan

sailor song by gigi perez

rolling in the deep by adele

ocean eyes by billie eilish

somethin’ stupid by frank and nancy sinatra

watch by billie eilish

I love you by billie eilish

about you by the 1975

21 by gracie abrams

satellite by harry styles

blue by billie eilish

look after you by the fray

dream by fleetwood mac

I wanna be your by arctic monkeys

labyrinth by taylor swift

my love mine all mine by mitski

not a lot, just forever by adrienne lenker

velvet ring by big thief

always forever by cults

there is a light that never goes out by the smiths

head over heals by tears for fears

hey lover by the daughters of eve

keep driving by harry styles

if you’ve made it this far please share songs you relate to neil/todd/anderperry!! <33

@fruityeleonora

[katieaki]

So, you’re interested in jumping into Pony Express but aren’t sure where to start/feel daunted by the undertaking/are freaked out about missing lore & context? Pony Express is intended to be a completely standalone work with no knowledge of my prior work necessary for enjoyment, but it has been rolling for quite a while now! Here’s some info to help you orient yourself! 💫 I recommend looking at this guide on desktop as the mobile version collapses the bullet points in a strange way.

✨ Here’s the absolute most basic summary:

Lou Primrose (30 years old, 5'0", illiterate, hardworking, 3x rodeo champion) is a rider for the Pony Express, the Wasteland's mail service. Lou has agreed to transport an unusual package from the middle of the Wasteland to the nearly uninhabited coast: a glamorous redhead named Holliday Bell. A case of mistaken identity sees Lou brutalized and disabled by religious assassin from the church of Johnny Knives (god of death) Reckoning "Artie" Tehachapi, who attempts to atone for her wrongdoing by serving Lou until she's healed. Together (for better or worse) the three of them head toward the ocean through unknown and dangerous territory.

This work is erotic in nature 🔞 with some violence and survival-type gore.

✨ If you’re totally new here, you might have some questions. Here’s a super quick primer under the cut!

What’s up with The Wasteland?

The Wasteland is a post-apocalyptic, non-dystopian society in the former American southwest. It has been several generations since the civilization Before (that’s us, or maybe like... our grandparents) was decimated. Nobody is particularly interested in the whys or hows of the collapse, though it seems that environmental disaster & earthquakes were the main factor.

It’s a series of towns, shrines, convents, and monasteries. Quite a lot of it is in repurposed buildings from Before (imagine Route 66-style gas stations, diners, and motels, all heavily repaired) and some of it is kind of ramshackle old-west-y new builds.

God of Death, religious assassins, churches– what’s up with all that? I’m afraid, sounds lore-y.

Wasteland society is heavily structured around the two churches of the gods of life & sorrow (The Listening Lady) and death & justice (Johnny Knives), who are married, immortal, and absolutely real. They live apart from the mortals, but they do live in the Wasteland with them. The Listening Lady’s church is responsible for basically every aspect of Wasteland life. Listening Church shrines and convents are also the Wasteland’s official or de facto orphanages, pantries, farms, hospitals, therapists, inns, textile mills, wedding venues, and basically everything else you need to keep a society functioning. Listening Church acolytes may have a huge variety of occupations, from the extremely down-to-earth (midwifery and laundry etc) to the real Weird and Churchy (doing rituals and divination etc). Many of them take a vow of silence in honor of The Listening Lady. The church of Johnny Knives is much smaller and much more specialized. Knife Church disciples are assassins whose sacred duty is to kill those who need killing, as judged by god. 

You don’t really need to get INTO this, though. What you need to know is: Listening Church acolytes are generally warm and kind and in caregiver- or artisan-type roles. Knife Church disciples are peacekeepers & generally a little scary, but are also working toward the public good– kind, but not necessarily nice.

I know the concept of gods and disciples invokes the image of like, robes and shit, but that is NOT how it is! Listening Church acolytes tend toward chiffon and midcentury-lingerie-as-outwear looks and/or country western workwear, depending. Knife Church disciples nearly invariably have sort of a greaser/biker/leather daddy thing going on. They all talk about the gods like they’re their parents and their bosses, which they are. I think it’s kind of more normal than you might be expecting. 

So there’s like, magic?

According to the Wastelanders, yes. You don’t need to worry too much about any of that. Just let them do their things.

And everyone is in a church?

Almost everyone interacts with Listening Church in some way, very few interact with Knife Church in any way, but most people in the Wasteland are ‘civilians’ (that is to say, not working for either church).

And they’re all lesbians? How do they have babies??

They’re not ALL lesbians, but basically all our POV characters are & it’s a very lesbian-heavy society. There are many ways that two women may have children, including biological. You got this, I know you do. 

And everyone is blue?

Yeah, but it doesn’t really come up.

Why?

Because I liked drawing them with the sky blue posca paint marker when I began this body of work.

Ok. What’s up with Lou?

Louetta “Lou” Primrose is a rider for the Pony Express– she’s a Wasteland mailman. Her job is basically her whole life. She’s been working since she was ten years old, working for the Pony Express since she was 14. After receiving a romantic rejection from Venus, the dance hall girl she’s in love with, Lou agrees to take a strange red-headed woman, Holliday Bell, to the (allegedly) uninhabited coast, where Holliday’s wife is (allegedly) waiting for her.

Lou is dedicated, practical, and hard-working, but also hot-headed, frequently mean, a little self-conscious, and ‘a rambling man,’ never in one place for long. She’s markedly not religious among other Wastelanders (so is a great pov character for you if you’re new to al this!). Her greatest achievement has been winning the main event at the Wasteland’s biggest horse games three years in a row, unseating the previous champion. Nobody else really cares that much.

What’s up with Holliday?

Holliday Bell is an elegant and mysterious woman who showed up to Lou’s post office with stamps pinned to her blouse, claiming she’d mailed herself there from a town hundreds of miles away. She is asking Lou, who works at the most westerly post office in Wasteland, to finish the delivery by bringing her way out to the coast where she claims her wife, a pearl diver, is waiting for her. 

Holliday is strange. From the beginning, Lou feels put off by her personality, which is both abrasive and seemingly rehearsed. She can be unspeakably cutting and is obviously hiding a big secret. 

What’s up with Artie?

Reckoning “RT” “Artie” Tehachapi is the Knife Church disciple who, after a series of lies and miscommunications spanning several parties across the Wasteland, is sent to apprehend Lou, who she thinks has kidnapped Holliday. She breaks Lou’s wrist and dislocates her shoulder in their first altercation before she learns that Lou is an innocent party in all of this. Deeply ashamed of her actions, she vows to serve Lou until they make it back to civilization.

Artie is upbeat and optimistic, especially for Knife Church, but her guilt at her transgressions against Lou & eagerness to make up for them have left her in a kind of anxiety spiral.  She’s the only one who has any real survival skills and continually works herself to the last drop, and then works herself a few drops more. When her big, horrible, deep, dark secret is revealed, her mental state continues to deteriorate.

What’s up with Venus? We haven’t seen her in a while?/Who’s the one-armed smokeshow?

Venus is Lou’s love interest, the girl she left behind in Hereafter. We haven’t seen her in a while because she, wisely, stayed there while Lou went off on her extremely inadvisable mission.

Venus of the Wastes is a dime-a-dance girl/saloon girl/sex worker who lives in Hereafter. She is Lou’s friend and Lou is both in love with her and her best client. Just before Lou left to deliver Holliday, she admitted to Venus that she was in love with her. Venus is, at least, very fond of Lou.

✨ Ok, but this is a lot! Where do I start??

If you’re looking to hop in on the story in progress, I’ve made summaries of part 1 , part 2 , and part 3 as we have gone on. I’ll update this with part 4 when we finish it. 

If you’re a completionist, the links above have epub & pdf files of the full text of each part. Here’s where part 4 begins, until we finish that part and I post it all together. You can find the rest of part 4 by scrolling backwards through the collection. I will also attach pdfs & epubs of all the full text to this post on my patreon!

If you’re a completionist completionist & you want it ALL, here’s everything and the chronological order in which they occur in-universe. Again, Pony Express is meant to be able to stand on its own two feet without any of the rest of this, but it might be fun for you to read the rest. The first three here are kind of a series, but Tears Can’t Put Out This Flame and Bloodied on Arrival could both be read independently. Care and Keeping probably needs those two to support it, unless you’re happy just jumping in and figuring stuff out via context. It’s Artie’s backstory, but it’s not necessary for you to read to make Pony Express make sense. It’ll just give you a little more dramatic irony etc. 

Tears Can’t Put Out This Flame  - a novella about Hero Sasaki, a novice acolyte at the Church of the Listening Lady (god of life & sorrow) who has been tasked with delivering a package to an anchorite from her church. Frances is a disgraced assassin from The Church of Johnny Knives (god of justice & death) who has been tasked with escorting her. Through trials of the road, emergency first aid, prayer, ritual (blood and otherwise), a little sex, and a lot of tears, they find love exactly where they should've expected it in the first place.

Bloodied on Arrival - a novel about Nuisance (and Hero), a road-weary assassin from The Church of Johnny Knives (god of justice & death) who finds herself and her new cat taking refuge at a companionship shrine run by a beautiful older widow, Hero, of the Church of the Listening Lady (god of life and sorrow). The two can't deny their immediate connection and aim for a rewarding one-night stand, but things don't go as planned.

Care and Keeping - a work in progress novel(?) about Hero and Nuisance and their new adopted feral child, Artie, a little girl who has known nothing but abuse, pain, and starvation who believes it’s her sacred mission to join Knife Church. Nuisance agrees to train her to join the church in a bid to keep her from it for as long as possible. This is a kind of coming-of-age story for Artie and a becoming parents story for Hero & Nuisance.

Pony Express - A work in progress novel about Lou (also featuring Artie) - see synopsis at beginning of post.

The novel/las are available for purchase on my Patreon for $5 or for pay-what-you-want $5+ on Gumroad. If you find you can’t afford that, but want to read it, please let me know! DM me wherever or email me at missluckycatknives (at) gmail (dot) com I’m happy to make my work accessible to you. All Pony Express and Care and Keeping are free as I work on them. 

[lostmysockies]

𝙅𝙚𝙛𝙛 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙠𝙞𝙡𝙡𝙚𝙧 𝙝𝙘𝙨 (bc I can)

this is just what I think guys don’t fight me if I give him smthn y’all don’t like 😔

ART CREDITS TO @ijustwannahavefunn

• Dyes his hair black every once in a while. (Why? Once he saw his brown hair coming back and freaked out.)

• Anemic (if you do not know what Anemia is Google it.)

• Watches my little pony (strictly friendship is magic)

• Monster energy addict and atleast has three to four cans a day.

• Man likes pickup trucks, specially Ram though.

• Read the Warriors series in order but denies knowing anything about them

• Greek mythology nerd but will never admit it

• He has random plastic water bottles scattered all over his room.

• He loves nu-metal, his favorite band is Slipknot he seems like a slipknot guy does he not?

• Likes Treaty Oak Revival

• 5’10 but will tell you he’s 6 foot

• 25 years old

• He didn’t fully cut through his cheeks so there’s nasty scars that he reopens every once in awhile

• Definitely owns vapes and definitely a stoner

• Picks on Toby

• His best friend is Smile dog (Dog is a man’s best friend)

• He lets smile sleep in his room and has a bed and blanket for him but would rather have Smile sleep in bed with him (who doesn’t love to have their dogs with them?)

• Casually calls Smile his baby

• Definitely into the 2000’s emo style

• Doesn’t have sheets on his bed he claims they “make him heat up”

•Band posters all over his room

• Bisexual

• My dude yells slurs just for fun..

• Surprisingly showers often

• His ears are littered in piercings he either did himself or had Eyeless Jack do for him.

•Also has spider bites, eyebrow piercing, and a nose stud

• Put on guy liner and eye shadow

• For his sake he has eyelids (unless you want him to carry around eye drops 24/7)

• Burns and scars up and down his arms and neck

• favorite animal is a shark

• He’s def narcissistic

• Somewhat distant

• scary ahh blue eyes

• His favorite pony is Rainbow Dash cause he thinks they act alike

• misses his brother but would never admit it

• Has up a thick veil of bravery

• His hair comes down to his shoulder blades

• paints his nails black

• only wears stainless steel jewelry

• only uses a lamp in his room for light, if someone turns on the light in the ceiling he hissed and screeches “the big light”

• Satanist or Atheist (he hasn’t decided yet)

• Has a southern drawl when he yells

• He has intermittent explosive disorder.

• he likes spoof horror movies

• Owns a pair of black Durango cowboy boots but rarely ever wears them

• doesn’t like candles and will blow them out if he see’s them

• Can’t hear shit, you could be talking to him and he’d say “huh.”

• He has insomnia

• Knows a bit of French, probably only how to say yes and no

• 100% destroys his ears with how loudly he listens to music

• Draws out his feelings and keeps them in a sketchbook in his mattress.

• His bedroom door is always closed no matter what.

• This man SHEDS and I mean SHEDS, he could take a shower and there’ll be black hair on the walls and shower curtain.

• wears cologne a lot

• has dog tags around his neck.

THATS ALL I CAN THINK OF 😭😭 RAHHHHHHHH I’m going to sleep 😖 I love yalls good night/day ..

[arttsuka]

2024 vs 2019-21

I really did design this a few months after I actually got into star trek for the first time. I don't know if the difference is as big but I feel much more comfortable with my style now. Rant under the cut.

Star trek was one of the first big fandoms I consciously started looking into. It had a special connection to me.

The first star trek thing I ever watched was the 2009 movie, although I didn't watch it in 2009 and I was far too young either way, I was too bored to read subtitles (English is not my native language). A few years passed and in 2017 I watched star trek beyond. I loved the characters but something was missing? Then I started digging into the fandom. I watched the other 2 aos movies, started looking up fanart. In 2018 I started watching tos for the first time. I never actually finished that watch, some episodes from seasons 1 and 2 and the majority of season 3 left without me touching them at all (I was watching on Netflix and like, I love(d) Spock so I usually just skipped episodes without him in them, don't judge me). In 2019, summer, I started watching the old movies (while watching the 4th one I has a very bad toothache but the movie made me feel better until I inevitably went to the dentist). I also didn't get to watch all the movies, the 5th half watched and the 6th not at all (but I do want to watch all 6 this year, let's see how that goes). Then the pandemic happened, I started rewatching my favorite episodes (the naked time, the devil in the darkness, amok time etc). I don't remember exactly when but I did watch some tas episodes too (don't remember much, only the vibes). Last year (2023) I did a full actual rewatch of tos.

If course I was reading fanfiction too at the time, the first big fanfic I've ever read was a star trek fic. I was looking at fanart and I wanted to draw too but the problem was, I couldn't figure out how to draw these characters. I was copying other styles hoping I'll find mine (it didn't work but it helped me improve I think). I have some of these early Spock drawings from 2019 but I don't know if they'll ever see the light of day. Making Spock as a pony was the only logical solution at the time. It was easy, I was familiar with mlp enough to make sense of it and also I love drawing animals. So this design was born. Over the years I just stopped drawing the gloss on his hair but the overall design didn't change.

If you couldn't guess I love drawing wings so I think this is where the most improvement lies. But I do think the anatomy is better as well.

I'm not reading all that, so let's hope I didn't make any mistakes while writing it (I'm not good at writing so there're definitely mistakes in here :| ).

[charmsponies]

🌸💛 Little Flitter Restoration 💛🌸

She had: Missing wings, Sharpie on her hooves (Which isn’t visible from most angles so I just left it be)

Buggy bought me this little beauty for 5$ 😭 She marks the 200th pony on my pony shelf!

WIP shots below the cut

The first step was removing the back piece so I could get the plastic that was left from her old wings out and put the new wings in! This was a bitch and a half to do XD the little cap got a little bit destroyed from the force we used trying to pull it off. I accidentally pulled the whole back piece into the pony, pulled it all out and then removed the cap afterwards.

I cut out wing shapes made out of plastic binder dividers! While I do have a few other summer and windy wing ponies, I didn’t have any with this particular wingshape so I had to google images of Little Flitter and then just do my best freehanding it.

Colored it (crappily) using copic markers. Again, tried to mimic what her original colors/patterns looked like best i could free hand. It’s a little messy but better than nothing XD

Tested out the wings! I then took out the wings just so I could do the hair (both the mane and tail) far away from the wings in case the water damages it. So I styled the head by itself Taken Off Of The Pony Body (I have never done that before…) Then I put the wings back in, secured them with both the little cap inside the body but also a little bit of glue.

then I popped the head back on, secured it with only the tiniest amount of glue (much less glue than i usually use… Usually I use a good amount to make the head secure and I didnt want to get the wings or the beautiful hair messy X3

[anotterthatlovestoys]

i was reading old reviews of some bratz toys and in the comments there was someone claiming they knew a person who purchased bratz dolls for their kids and the kids started acting "bratty" because it was "trendy" which is the fakest thing ive ever heard

anyways since i got the bratz babyz i started thinking about the bratz lines i never got into:

The Bratz kidz were SO cute, theyre like little tweeny versions of the Bratz. They have slightly thicker arms and round faces and I find them way more charming than the original bratz dolls.

Maybe im just showing my age but the pale and shimmery lipstick on most of them looks very kid-ish to me

it looks way more like little girls putting on lipgloss, and they have these cute chunky legs. and not everything is a miniskirt!

unfortunately i am not a fan of the reboot of the kidz line where they made all the clothes plastic snap-on pieces (although i think the more natural lips would have been fine with the original eye style)

the early bratz were doing a littlest-pet-shop bootleg style of pet with a lot of the characters but they did also do some sets with matching snap clothes for the pet:

unfortunately the clothing is absolutely hideous so.

actually i would get this set specifically if it was fabric clothing:

i wasnt a huge pony fan as a kid (eclipsed by Littlest Pet Shop im sure, which had more variety in the animals) so i completely missed these:

god, the seahorse one is so dope.

the beanies are p cute too. too bad they didnt add unicorn horns.

The Bratzillaz line, which was after my time of childhood toy collecting, did eventually get a pegasus...

and it was hideous. i genuinely dont understand how they could make the pets in the Bratzillaz line SO bad when the dolls themselves were extremely nice looking.

these look like bootleg pokemon you would get out of a gumball machine:

and i love gumball machine toys, but i wouldnt spend 25 cents on these

in contrast, I would certainly spend 25+ cents on the flocked little bedtime pets (which are the same as the ones that came with the bratz babyz!) theyre super cute even if theyre simple, and this familiez set comes with a cat that can move its legs!

and this judgement is coming from someone who owned this nightmareish creature:

is this a cute toy? no. shes hideous. but shes also iconic, they stuck to their theming of having giant eyes and lips no matter what, they were creating a BRAND AESTHETIC. and thats what matters.

..

also shoutout to the bratz boyz, aka the only good boy dolls, koby was my boy and i still think hes pretty iconic. i had him and formal funk dana and i stole danas clothes to use with Jade and Chloe also. but man, the construction of the clothes here? they dont bother doing stuff like this for boy dolls nowadays.

[sugar-miss1]

introduction post !! 💕

Hi everyone ! 💞💗💖

Welcome to my blog :)

Im Mariam . But you can call me Marie or Mimi ! 😊🤗🌈☀️🩷💕🌸.

Im 15 years old .

Im a Teen .

I love to draw ! 🖼🎨🖌✏🖍

My favorite cartoon it's ( Talking Tom And Friends ) 🐈🐈🐈🐕🐕🐇

My favorites animals Are

Cats and Squirrels 🐈 🐿

I have Brown eyes 👁🤎

i wear glasses 👓

My favorite color it's Pink 💕

My Size it's 160cm

My favorite Disney it's ( Frozen ) 👸❄

My favorite Century Fox it's ( Alvin And The Chipmunks )

My favorite character of Talking Tom And Friends it's ( Angela )

My Favorite Character of Frozen it's ( Elsa )

My Favorite Character of Alvin And The Chipmunks it's ( Brittany )

My shoe 🥿 size it's ( 38 )

I Love Pop Music 💕🎤

My Favorite YouTuber it's ( Like Nastya ) 👱‍♀️🇷🇺🇺🇸

I Love Sugar 🍭🧁🍬🍨🍪🍩🍰🍮🍫🍡

My 3 favorites fruits Are ( Watermelon 🍉 ) ( Strawberry 🍓 ) and ( Lychee )

My favorite vegetable it's ( Carrot 🥕 )

My favorite insect it's ( Butterfly 🦋 )

I'm scared of spiders 🕷🕸😱

Sometimes im Happy 😃 , Sometimes im Shy .

My weight Is 56kg

I Love my size , but i dont like my weigth .

I draw with ibispaintX and I animate with Flipa clip

My Socials

Tumblr ( @sugar-miss1 ) Sugar Miss

DeviantArt ( SugarMissnButterflys )

Instagram ( sugar_miss15 )

X ( MariamDani46309 )

Snapchat ( sugarmiss24673 )

Amino : Sugar Miss ( SugarMissSakura ）

Pinterest : Sugar_Miss120

I draw with the Anime style 🇯🇵

🌹🌷🌺🌻🌼🌸💐💮

I Would like take drawing lessons for draw better .

And I would like take animation lessons for animate better too .

❤🧡💛💚💙💜

💕

I love Fashion 👗 👚 👒 👠 📿 👡 👢👘🧥

I love makeup 💄💅

I love Sing 🎤 🎙 👩‍🎤 🎵 🎶

I love dancing 💃

Leater, I want to become ... Singer 🎤🎙👩‍🎤🎵🎶, dancer 💃, actress 🎦🎥🎞🎬 , and mannequin 👗👚🧥👘📿👠👡🥿👢.

I Would like take dance lessons .

I wanna be Singer Pop 🎤💕 .

My friends and besties on tumblr

@deathdave123456789

@nina123456789

@eminsunnytoons

@eminsunnytoons123

@sharkyy599

@enjoume

@tanuko-sama

@splashy900

@nia1sworld

@papapapounet

@leboss1234

@beelzemon03

@elizachangreaves

@untitled14360

@random-duolingo-doodles

@sessad

@bluebird-in-a-cagedrawing

@fancytigercupcake

@dynastinoble

@shadowlover523

@entityaxlamixe27

@leboss123456789

@i-am-xp-64

@luck1th3gu1d3r

@olivia-art-stuff

@delicatethefox

@funni-cheesecake-d3mon

@serentiydraw5678

@peaceforpeople

@cutebendy

@hauntedbelieverpaper

@maromi-momo

@sillyguyz4ever

@1i1ys2o0

@nastyablossomsworldxclover

@angela-the-fox

@kittycartoon

@jasminesanriofan

@jessythebunny

@lovable-chica

I have an autism 😅

Im a Muslim ☪️

Im from 🇩🇿 Algeria 🇲🇦 Morocco 🇹🇷 Türkiye 🇩🇪Germany 🇵🇱 Poland 🇫🇷 And France

I like these Cartoons

I like a lot of cartoons ! Hehe ! 🤭

💕🩷🌈☀️

Talking Tom And Friends , My Little Pony , Winx Club , Monster High , Littlest petshop , Angry Birds, Angry Birds Stella , Hello Kitty , Dora The Explorer , Peppa Pig , Pocoyo , Paw Patrol , PJ Masks , Bluey , Daniel Tiger , Miraculous ,The Fairly Odd Parents, SpongeBob, Sonic , Looney tunes , Happy Tree Friends, Pink Panther And Pals , Jewelpet , SheZow , The Loud House , Les Sisters , Pokemon , Yo kai watch, Zig & Sharko , PowerPuff Girls ...

And More !

I like these Singers And Groups ! 🩷💕🎵🎶

The Weekend , billie eilish , Ariana Grande , Ava Max , melanie martinez , Elodie Costa , Black Pink , Katy Perry , Harry Styles , Sia , Taylor Swift, Beyoncé , Ke$ha , Shakira , New Jeans , Twice , Bts , selena gomez ...

And More !

[alm0stk0sher]

INTRODUCTION POST

Hello Everyone! My name is Kit or Glace! I go my any pronouns but people mostly use she/her.

I am an 18 year old prospective Jewish convert, and I have been interested in converting to Judaism since I was 13! I am currently planning to meet with a Modern Orthodox Rabbi this week in hopes of finding some guidance or a sponsoring rabbi.

Some stuff about me!!

I will be going to university for English Education in the fall and plan on becoming an English literature teacher.

I am an avid writer and roleplayer. If you ask me about anything I’m writing, I will never shut up!!

Some fandoms I’m apart of include The Walking Dead, Saw, My Little Pony, FNAF. There are many others missing but I cannot remember them atm.

I am a huge fan of fashion. Especially as I begin my conversion, I’d love to find my tznius style, so I’d love any recommendations.

This is a sideblog dedicated to documenting my conversion journey and interacting with the Jewish community on Tumblr. My main is 1nTh3N1ght-alt2. I’m really looking for some moots and people to talk to whether they’re born Jewish or a fellow convert/convert-in-progress!!

Basic DNI criterias apply. I do not tolerate racism, sexism, homophobia, transphobia, Islamophobia, and ESPECIALLY I will not tolerate antisemitism. TERFS, NAZIS, and anyone like them DNI please.

[shadowpeachyuri]

Asks are getting kinda long so. Mostly, I wonder why Reddit is so ticked off at Mac lmao. Everywhere I go, it's either insane villain apologism by making the hero pathetic and wrong, or extreme villain antagonism by overblowing consequences. Bud got dragged out of hell after centuries, got a super snack out of MK's powers, vented in a theatre before a trauma flashback of MK coming to whoop his butt reminded him of SWK and couldn't even skedaddle before Not-Mayor forced him into a symmetrical wardrobe, I mean. an unwilling henchminion arc, and proceeded to get his butt whooped by the gang who love to target his trauma eye and get looney tunes whumped by electrocution in a giant lantern, tossed over a ship, and my little pony friendship is magic style song blasted in his ears. and whatever hell portal Not-Mayor dunked his head in while chained up, a few times over. he was about to throw up with that face he made when LBD semi-possessed him. I think that's enough consequences, he already got The Talk(tm) tied up again w MK, (a compliant hostage) and mostly keeps vagueing warnings to the squad, being very idgaf about LBD. Not much villain behavior compared to others I've seen. He's not even an anti-villain, he's just a self-driven traumatized survivor who vents to people in ambiguous closed off ways and tends to cross over into jerk territory. So I'm here like, are half of tumblr/reddit posts out-dated, bc if someone isn't salty about S1 Mac (rare) they are TICKED about past!Mac (frequent) to which I ask, what did bro DO. I have never seen fandom run on such hypothetical anger before. What I miss, because past!Mac's issues are just vocalized as "never made his own choices." which, is NOT a thing to apologize abt? if anything, it would fuel the fire? It sounds like a reason to ditch your friends instead of following along and passively complaining. A lot of it is also abandoning SWK, but. he visited the mountain? I see a lot about Flower Fruit burning taken from JTTW which is interesting (so yeah, I think fandom relies on the book a lot for their character feelings) bc SWK learns that after beating LBD three times WHICH IS INTERESTING because Mac says "looks like OUR OLD FRIEND The Lady Bone Demon is back" our old friend?? OUR?? by osmosis I thought their break up happened because they couldn't beat her together, and then I watched the show and there was nothing on that. but since learning the twitter post theory about memory manip, well. ShadowPeach just got more tragic. its too bad tho, I would've loved a story of accidentally killing your best friend and realizing after instead of another oh no it was this other villain behind it. but alright. it makes too much sense tho based on SWK's reactions.

OH I DIDNT EVEN CATCH THAT “OUR” bit!! it does beg the question a little bit of “why did she resurrect him then,” but at the same time, it’s a very interesting theory!!

[autumnbrambleagain]

Ever thought of doing Autumn Bramble pony/real horse girl in g5 style? Or Pony Life? I know you like self degradation. wink wink LOL

Missed you, Darling. Say hi to your bro @tempusfidgets for me. <3

We drew real!horse autumn a week ago, it's in our art tag. I haven't seen anything of g5 and i'm gonna be honest i dont even know what pony life is. is that like elf life. that was a good webcomic. i think. it doesn't even exist anymore. do you ever stop to think about how much media is lost forever constantly? even the externalization of thought can be lost just as one's internal life is lost in death. if only i had eternity to read every story created and store it all within me as a gestating god. an old world must die before i can birth the new. the author must be replaced. to take the pen mid-stroke is impossible. the book will have to be abandoned. we will carry through as much as we can into the next. our dearest apologies to every chapter that is lost in the transfer

also she's my sister now

[marine-indie-gal]

Now before anyone dares to come up to Me and ask Me a simple question that I'll answer easily...Yes, I'm a Pegasister. 

I remember when back in my hey-days of the Golden Age of the early 2010s, I was completely obsessed with My Little Pony (being that it was one of my actual first fandoms alongside with TAWoG), mostly around with The Fourth Generation (Friendship is Magic). However, somewhere in my Pre-Teens, I remember discovering its actual history being that it was actually popular around in the 80s as a Toyline. Also, another thing that I remembered the times that as a young kid who is still a Pegasister to this day, I used to watch some G3 Movies and even that G3.5 Movie, "Twinkle Wish Adventure".

I have been seeing the recent generation (G5) that has been streaming on Netflix lately (only a little bit but not too much since I actually stopped watching FiM after Season 4 a long time ago as a kid and it turns out I completely missed out on everything ever since I felt done with MLP for a long time). Now that my Pegasister energy has been coming back to Me lately, I have been recently on a binge-watch to the actual very first generation around in the 80s (because I live for Old-Decade Classic Fantasy Nostalgia), Generation One.

In the First Generation to MLP, there were actually Human Characters in it despite that the first show itself actually really did had some Dark Moments which G4 and 5 brought some aspects from but I never really considered the first version of MLP to be that "Girly-Girl" since there were a lot of Fantasy Franchises with its epic dark moments in kids media.

Especially for an interesting fact that the Main Ponies (most notably the Mane 6) were actually based off of the First Ponies around in the 80s (Posey was an Actual MLP Character and main inspiration for Fluttershy before Posey even became her own character in G5). And even some of the characters (Applejack, Spike, Tirek, and Grogar) were actually a thing around in the 80s despite not including a lot of other characters that G4 brought some of the G1 characters in (Bray, Hydia, Hydia's Daughters (Draggle and Reeka), Catrina, Squirk, Lavan, Arabus, Zeb, Night Shade, Moochick, The Grundels, ect.) and of course, my most favorite characters from the First Series despite one of them that did make a cameo in Equestria Girls...The William Kids (Danny, Megan, and Molly).

After seeing some much interpretation of how that the First Human Children looked if they were to appear in the G4 Style, it was my turn to shine as I figured why not to my personal take on Megan Williams and her Siblings if they were actual characters in "Friendship is Magic" rather than have one of them be some kind of cameo-joke in one of its Modern Spinoffs.

My Little Pony (c) Hasbro G4 Interpretations of Danny, Megan, and Molly Williams (c) Me