#I really wanna draw horsies though

[monty-glasses-roxy]

Oh yeah uh. No I didn't get the Chica design stuff done yesterday I got absorbed in the maths of horses on car parks. Uhhh sorry?

If things go well, I may start offering doodle requests for good reference pictures of Mazercise though so we have that to look forward to I guess lmao

[tk-duveraun]

So You Want To Make a 3H OC?

Rules:

DON’T BE A DICK HAVE FUN

That’s it! Alright, let’s get to it. Everything is just suggestions to get you thinking.

Where do I start?

Who’s your favorite canon character? Make someone to befriend/romance them!

Isn’t that-

NO, IT’S HAPPY FUN TIMES, IF I WANNA SMOOCH CLAUDE, I’M GONNA.

Okay, but [Canon Character] is the wrong sexual orientation.

It’s bi or die (NB inclusive) in this house! It’s only frowned upon to make exclusively gay or lesbian characters bi or straight. Don’t remove representation! But everyone in 3H is canonically straight or bi, so go wild.

How old should my character be?

As a student, pre-Timeskip they should be 16-20. If you’re gonna go all in on sexy fun times make sure they (and their love interest!!) are 18 ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)

Which house should they be in?

Whichever! But usually, you’ll start them geographically. From Faerghus? Blue Lions, etc. Remember that you get free, bonus angst for Black Eagles and that if your character is from a border region, they might have closer ties one way or another (See: Lorenz and Ashe)

I... Kinda want my own house?

LET’S DO IT. Suggested houses I’ve seen in fandom are a “Church” house, perhaps with a name like White Wyvern, or a foreigner house. Just Color + Animal and good to go!

How did my character get admitted?

Noble born, done, invitation. Commoner (merchant, tradesman): Money $$, Commoner (mercenary): boon from noble employer or bodyguard for another student.

Crap. Name? Name????

My favorite is: Behind the Name (they have a surname website, too) because it has everything broken down by region/culture and explains the origins and meanings of names!

Weapon proficiencies... Look, I’m here for my dating sim with war angst. IDK what this is.

No problem! Weapons in 3H are broken down into type categories. Pick which one would look cool in their hand!

Sword: Short, long, broad, great, scimitar(the curvy one you see often on Mongolian cavalry), foil (fencing), Levin (magic)

Lance: (pole arms), Scythe (reaper), Lance, Halberd/Glaive (fancy blade end, more slash less stab, roughly), pike, spear, javelin

Axe: Great, lochebar (think can opener for armored knights), war hammer, bolt (magic)

Riding: Horsies!

Flying: Pegasi (screw gender lock, give Hubert a pegasus), Wyverns

Heavy Armor: what it says on the... tin. Ayyy

White Magic: Heals, buffs, debuffs, big beam of white light that does damage, but is considered holy because reasons???? Hand this to support/lawful characters

Black Magic: Fire, Wind, Lightning, Ice

Dark Magic: PARTICLE EFFECTS. Also some relation to the Slithery boys, but maybe your character found a book somewhere. Live your best life!

Weaknesses?

I usually make this one story-relevant! Scared of magic? Boom, easy. Bad with animals? no riding or flying.

If the talent is hidden how do I know?

You could pick randomly and then work backwards, making up an explanation for why they’re good at it.

I think I want a crest, but I don’t like the ones available?

Make one up! There doesn’t have to be good justification, but going by Rhea’s explanations from SS and GD, it’s entirely possible that Nabateans (children of the goddess) gave their blood to empower humans even before Seiros went to war against Nemesis. And the Nabateans could live anywhere, they didn’t all settle in Fodlan, so if your OC is from aboard, that’s fine, too! Cue some drama as they have a hitherto unknown Crest!

Yeah, uh, I can’t draw?

Okay, rule #3: DO NOT UNDER ANY CIRCUMSTANCES USE ART OF SOMEONE ELSE’S CHARACTER. This is considered BEING A DICK. They worked really hard on their design! Relatedly, never comment “Oh man, that looks like my character!” Okay? Okay.

Dollmakers! 

Picrew (it’s in Japanese, but you can figure it out, I promise)

Azaleadolls I CANNOT STRESS HOW MANY ADS THERE ARE, HOLY CRAP

Some people also like celebrity or canon characters from other IPs as “face claims”

Alright... Now what?

You can either build a backstory or just... Start creating! Make fake support conversations, write fanfic, doodle them even though you can’t draw, fill out memes! In my experience, I learn the most about a character by telling other people. They’ll ask questions and on hearing the question, I’ll suddenly have an answer that suits my character. 

Do they have parents?

Siblings?

Do they have pride in their country?

Did they want to go to the academy?

How do they react to tea time with Byleth?

Can they be recruited to other houses?

Anyway, hope that can help get you started! Feel free to hit me up if you want some feedback (positive only!) Let me know if I should make some 3H-specific OC-building memes!

Also, I’m not associated with them, but submit your goodies to @threehousesofocs to spread the love!

[hereticpriest]

Bakusquad Adventures - Kirishima Eijirou

Bakugo Katsuki x OC x Kirishima Eijirou

“Fuck, Kiri! Come on, please!” Keiko begged, but Kirishima was merciless.

“You can take more, Kei. I know you can.” The red-haired hero insisted, his strong hands skirting over her hips.

“I really can’t!” Keiko cried, only to have her thigh smacked sharply. Loud, but not anything that would actually hurt.

“One more. Come on, princess Just one more.” Kirishima insisted. The grunt that Keiko let out sounded like she was being stabbed, but Kirishima cheered, catching her as she collapsed.

“You rocked it, Kei!” Kirishima swept her up into his arms, carrying her over to the bench across the room. Keiko laid out bonelessly on her back, panting heavily, soaked head to toe in sweat. Her whole body was wracked with exhausted shivers,

“I told you you could do it. You killed it! You broke your pull up record like a freaking BEAST! You’re so manly, I could cry!” Kirishima shouted, pumping his fists in the air. Keiko waved frantically from her place on the bench, panting too heavily to speak.

“Give her water you dummy!” Mina shouted from where she was perched atop a pile of mats with Kaminari. They had been alternating between drooling over Keiko’s workout routine and watching an endless stream of Tiktoks, though leaning heavily towards watching Keiko do pull ups. Sweaty abs, thick thighs and a heaving chest were definitely more important than tik tok dances. Kirishima quickly shoved his massive water bottle into Keiko’s hands, but her grip faltered, and he ended up having to hold it for her while she gratefully rehydrated. After a few long moments of listening to Keiko chug away, Kirishima tried to pull the bottle away, but Keiko whined and held onto his wrists.

“Woah, hey, you shouldn’t drink too fast! You might make yourself sick. Just slow down.” The redheaded hero insisted. Keiko made a humming sound of agreement, slowing her chugging to eager sips. She clenched her fists, rolled her wrists and finally wiggled her arms as the strength began to return to her tired muscles. Kirishima pulled away the bottle and set it aside, then picked her up and carried her towards the stairwell.

“Mina, Kami, I’m going to take Kei upstairs. Maybe Bakugo’ll be done with his exam by now. If you guys still wanna work out, we can meet up again later!” The redhead cheered. Mina and Kaminari simply waved them off, distracted by a particularly thirsty thirst trap. Keiko giggled, snuggling up to Kirishima a little.

“Hey, Kiri, you’re really gonna carry me all the way upstairs? I can walk now, I’m sure.” Keiko said, placing a big smacker of a kiss on his cheek. Kirishima laughed loudly, wiggling her in his arms.

“Kei, I could carry you all day without getting tired. Even through training.”

“Yeah, yeah, we all know you’re big and strong Kiri. I could never beat your pull-up record, but still, I know it can’t be that comfy carrying me.” Keiko hummed, but didn’t try to get him to put her down. He bounced her in his arms easily, opening the door to the fourth floor and carrying her past his room to her door. She giggled, turning his head to face Bakugo’s door.

“That way, horsie.” She practically cheered. Kirishima laughed, but obediently changed course and stopped in front of Bakugo’s door. Keiko knocked once, then opened the door, only to reveal her very embarrassed and very naked boyfriend.

“HEY! Dumbass, what the fuck are you doing coming into my room without even waiting for permission!?” The blond shouted, shocking both Kirishima and Keiko out of their stupors.

“Why were you jerking off? You’re supposed to be in your exam. And we fucked this morning! Jesus, are you sure you don’t have an animal quirk? You’re in fucking heat or something.” Keiko insisted. Kirishima nearly dropped her from the shock, because despite the fact that they’d walked in, Bakugo was still very much naked and hard.

“Fuck off, Kei. Hey, why’s shitty hair even carrying you around?” Bakugo demanded, not even bothering to yank the sheets over his lap.

“I beat my pull up record and Kiri was my knight in shining armour. My poor, frail body couldn’t stand up anymore, so he carried me upstairs.” The redhead in question quickly put Keiko down, laughing at their banter quite awkwardly. Because… Bakugo was still naked. And Keiko was really only wearing shorts and a sports bra, so… was he the most dressed person in the room?

“Fuck yeah you did. C’mere.” Bakugo leaned up on the bed a little and Keiko crawled across it to meet him, kissing him quite eagerly. Kirishima didn’t move, seemingly frozen in place even as Bakugo slid his hands into the back of Keiko’s shorts, shoving them down in the process. Keiko’s underwear didn’t hide much, which was only made worse when Bakugo’s large hands cupped her asscheeks and pulled them apart. Kirishima went red at the sight of her, and the slightest hint of her pink little pussy peeking out. His gaze darted up to lock eyes with his best friend, taking in his wicked smirk. Keiko glanced back over her shoulder at him, smiling warmly and giving her bum a little wiggle.

“Just gonna keep staring, Kiri? Like what you see?” Kei asked, gasping as her boyfriend slid his hands a little further down to spread her pussy open. She was only barely covered by her tiny underwear.

“Yeah- I mean, wait, what?” The redhead stumbled over his words, but he took a step closer to them.

“Wanna play?” Keiko asked, and Bakugo smirked.

“Lock the door and get the fuck over here if you wanna join in. Otherwise, fuck off so I can get my dick wet.” The explosion hero insisted while ripping the fabric of her underwear and throwing her shorts to the floor along with the scraps.

“Seriously, Katsu, are you sure you’re not in heat? You’ve been insane lately.” Keiko teased, practically purring when her boyfriend lined himself up with her pussy and began to pull her down.

“Where do ya want me?” Kirishima asked, joining them and standing beside the bed, clearly nervous but definitely interested. Keiko lifted her arms, so he helped her remove her sports bra and cupped her freed breasts just to cop a feel of her. Bakugo snorted.

“Why is everyone so obsessed with her tits? I mean, I love them too, but christ.”

Keiko laughed, grasping Kiri’s hands to encourage him to play with her nipples. He crawled onto the bed behind her, pushing her down onto Bakugo’s cock completely, drawing rough groans from both of them. Keiko whined softly as Kiri pinched her nipples and turned her head to steal a kiss. He was so soft, and warm. She sucked gently on his tongue, drawing a moan from the redhead. Bakugo bucked up into her to hear her whine again, but he tensed up when Kirishima reached between his girlfriend’s legs to touch her puffy little clit and trace where the two were connected. Firm, thick fingers tracing along his dick and dipping between Keiko’s pussy lips had his brain short-circuiting. The red-haired hero grasped the back of Keiko’s neck and pushed her down hard onto her boyfriend’s dick, then dug in and lifted her again. It was clear that the hardening hero had forgotten his shyness. Thank goodness for them.

“Don’t thrust, Bakubro. Just sit and enjoy.” Kirishima murmured, moving his hand from the back of Keiko’s neck to grasp her throat. He began to guide her slowly, letting her breathe when she was fully seated on Bakugo’s cock, then squeezing her throat to yank her back up.

“Fuuuck.” Bakugo breathed, eyes rolling back in his head at the brutal pace Kirishima set. Keiko’s pupils were blown to black, her head lolling back, leaving herself completely in Kirishima’s grip and under his control. The redhead gave Keiko’s pussy a sharp slap when he noticed she was rolling her hips, tightening his grip around her throat again.

“Stop wiggling, Kei. Let me set the pace.” Kirishima murmured, putting pressure on her shoulders to hold her down on her boyfriend, “Give him a squeeze while I decide how I wanna fuck you guys. What do you think, Bakubro?”

Katsuki dug his nails into Keiko’s thighs, the red in his eyes nearly overcome by his pupils when he looked at Kirishima.

“I wanna watch you fuck her. Give her a stretch.” The explosion hero requested. Keiko whimpered. Kirishima grinned wickedly, lifting Keiko off of her boyfriend and smacking her ass as he put her down.

“Hands on the wall there, so your left side is facing Bakugo.” Kirishima instructed, then bent to drag his best friend into a rough kiss. The kiss was a war, all teeth and tongues and passion. Keiko almost felt jealous watching them and seeing the lust and desire between them. Kirishima cupped Bakugo’s chin and held him still, fucking into his mouth with his tongue. Keiko grasped at the wall a little, bent over to wait obediently for Kirishima, but she watched them with rapt interest.

“Man, Bakubro, how do you ever get anything done with her around? I feel like I’d just want to spend all of my time buried inside her. Do you ever have her cockwarm you while you do homework?” Kirishima asked while walking over to the prone hero. She kept her legs spread and her hands against the wall, bent quite indelicately.

“She sucks my dick while I’m doing homework all the time. She sits on my dick while she does her own homework. Likes to take little breaks to bounce on my dick to see how riled she can get me. Luckily, she’s crazy flexible. I had to nearly bend her in half one night to get her to stop squirming.” Bakugo retorted, watching as Kirishima squeezed her ass and spread her open. The redhead nodded, grabbing onto Keiko’s ankle and lifting it up onto his shoulder. He slapped her pussy gently to make her shrink away from him, practically giggling at the way she went up onto her tippy toes and gasped. Another spank drew a whimper.

“Good girl. Can you stretch a bit more? I wanna fuck you like this.” Kirishima asked, circling her clit with his fingertips.

“Yeah, I can take it, Eiji.” Keiko purred, cut off as Kiri hitched her a little higher and slammed his cock into her in one quick thrust. He didn’t give her a break, forcing her to bend for him while he bucked into her like a man possessed. Keiko caught her boyfriend’s gaze and whimpered as she watched him lube up and begin to work a finger into his ass while jacking off.

“Eiji, please, please.” Keiko begged, but it only spurred him on. He drove into her like he was desperate, pinning her clit between two fingers to really make her go crazy. His other hand grasped her hip and side quite tightly with the intent to leave bruising.

“Look at that face. God, you’re so fucking desperate Kei. You love getting railed, don’t you? You just love being filled up. Bakugo’s a lucky guy to have a perfect little whore like you, isn’t he?” Kirishima taunted, his thrusts not slowing even a bit. He was like a beast, readjusting and shoving her against the wall to get better leverage. He clenched his fingers around her clit to push her that little bit further, railing her mercilessly as she came around his cock. Keiko wailed, trembling in his arms as she tried and failed to get control over herself. Kirishima let her leg down slowly, lifting her up to carry her over to the bed and dropping her up by the pillows. Once she was settled, he grasped the back of Bakugo’s head and guided him to his still-throbbing cock.

“Suck your girlfriend’s cum off of my cock. But keep fingering yourself - you’re gonna need to be loosened up.”

“Fuck, Eiji, I’ve never seen this side of you. It’s hot.” Keiko murmured shakily as her boyfriend began to suck at his best friend’s dick. He took his time carefully sucking every trace of his girlfriend from Kiri’s cock, swirling his tongue around the head to get every last bit. When he was done with the teasing, Kirishima gave Bakugo a slap to the face with his dick just to see how angry he would get.

“What the FU-” Before the explosion hero could get too violent, Kirishima flipped Bakugo onto his stomach, yanking his ass up. Keiko giggled, crawling a little closer so she could steal a kiss from her boyfriend.

“Breathe, Katsu. Deep breaths.” she reminded him quietly as Kirishima began to slowly ease his way into her boyfriend.

“I’m fine.” Bakugo insisted even as tears pricked his eyes, gritting his teeth and clenching his fists in the sheets. Keiko pet his hands and his back, soothing him as he got used to the massive intrusion of Kirishima’s fat cock. Once he had settled, the redhead began to thrust quite slowly, treating Bakugo much more gently than he had treated Keiko. Each thrust drew a bitten off whimper from the blonde, until Keiko sat up and spread his asscheeks with both hands. That, combined with the slightest change in angle by Kirishima had him moaning into his pillow. Keiko added a bit more lube to help the slide, then wedged herself under Bakugo so that she could get her mouth around his cock.

The explosion hero would never admit to how he wailed when his girlfriend swallowed his cock while his best friend railed him. The combined sensations had Bakugo clenching up as he chased his orgasm, which made Kirishima groan like he’d been stabbed. It took mere minutes before Kirishima was pulling out to cum on Bakugo’s back, while the blond spilled his seed in his girlfriend’s throat.

“Man, that was a nice thank you for carrying you upstairs, Kei.” Kirishima murmured sleepily after a few moments of panting for breath.

“I live to please, Eiji.” Keiko replied with a snort, using Bakugo’s boxers to clean up his cum-stained back.

“Both of you shut the fuck up. I’m going to sleep.” Katsuki grumbled, yanking Keiko closer and burying his face in her chest.

“This is how you can tell he’s feeling sucky. Boob pillows.” Keiko teased, watching as Kirishima got dressed and headed for the door.

“Night Bakubro. Night Kei.” Eijirou hummed, leaving the couple to their nap, “I’ll text you when dinner is ready. Make sure Bakubro takes a bath or he’s going to be sore.”

“I won’t be sore!”

“I’ll take care of him, not to worry. Thanks for the fun, Eiji.” Keiko blew him a kiss, cupping the back of her boyfriend’s head and smothering him in her chest to keep him from getting up to try and blow up his best friend.

Kirishima waved to Shouto as he passed him in the hallway headed for Keiko’s room.

“Kei’s with Bakubro. They’re napping though, so maybe text her?”

The hot-and-cold hero raised his brows, looking between the closed door and Kirishima’s retreating back with confusion written on his face.

[legendofzeldaalinktothepast]

Pathetic, Clinging Poetry - Chapter 20 (of 25)

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Eyes that glisten like Venus at dusk; Hair like the cirrus after the rain; Hands like the snow on the mountain peak; Voice like the canary nesting on my roof. 

* 

The day had finally arrived; with Pearl's story finished, and Amethyst's coloring pages drawn and inked, they were ready to present their collaboration with the world. Well, at least their creations were ready -- whether they were emotionally prepared, on the other hand, was a different question.

Pearl paced the kitchen as Amethyst ate her breakfast, rambling nonstop. To say she was a "mess" would be putting it lightly. "Ugh, but what if it's boring?" Pearl sighed in exasperation as she sat down beside Amethyst, burying her face into her hands. "It's been so long since I was a child. I've forgotten what makes a children's story interesting... And what about the boys? It's a story about a princess, and you know how little boys -- and even girls! -- can be about 'feminine' things like that. Don't even get me started on the parents -- I fear they won't be happy about the princess's female love interest... Or Mrs. Fluorite, for that matter. And the plot is rather cliche now that I think of it... and every time I read it over I notice something I wish I could change, but I've already written the final copy so it's too late to--"

Amethyst pinched Pearl's lips mid-sentence. "P, look at me." she said, staring Pearl directly the eyes. "You could write the best damn story the world has ever seen and there's definitely gonna be someone that thinks it sucks. I'm sure there's probably tons of kids who roll their eyes at The Very Hungry Caterpillar. Doesn't mean it sucks to everyone, though." She kissed Pearl on the cheek. "I promise, it's okay that your story isn't perfect, because it's good. Someone will like it, and that's all you can be sure of."

Pearl nudged Amethyst's hand away from her mouth. Any other time she'd be annoyed at her for cutting her off like that, but... She definitely had a point. "I... guess so." she admitted. "But I still don't want to deal with the potential backlash. Perhaps I should have gone the safe route and had the princess fall in love with a boy instead..."

"Nah, this is definitely a risk worth taking. You can't be a coward when it comes to art." Amethyst shrugged. "And anyone gives you shit for it, we can just key their car."

Pearl narrowed her eyes. "Not funny."

"Come onnn, you know it was." Amethyst teased, hoping she could pry just the tiniest smile out of Pearl, but her lips remained in a straight line. "Bleh, sorry, didn't think it was that much of a sore spot."

"It's fine." Pearl let out a sigh, finally giving Amethyst a sympathetic half-smile. Even when her unfiltered sense of humor struck a nerve, she still loved Amethyst more than she could put into words. She ran her fingers through her long hair and twirled it around her dainty fingers. "Love you." she whispered, hoping to reassure Amethyst that she wasn't genuinely angry with her.

"Love you too." Amethyst leaned in for a kiss, half-expecting her to ignore it (and she wouldn't blame her if she did, honestly.) Pearl, to Amethyst's relief, leaned in and brought their lips together. "Even when you push my buttons, you still make my heart soar."

"Aww, baby..." Amethyst reached for Pearl's hand and stroked her knuckles, gazing up into her eyes.

"I wish we could just stay like this all day..." Pearl said, leaning in close and pressing their foreheads together. After staring into her eyes for another moment, she brought their lips into yet another kiss. They sat together in silence for a while, simply comforted by each others presence.

"So, uh..." Amethyst began after a few minutes had passed, pulling away from the kiss and licking her lips. "That said, uh... We can wait a little bit, if you want. If you're not ready to share the story yet, we don't need to do it today. I'm sure Mrs. Fluorite has something else she could read to the kiddos."

"That's true... but..." Pearl bit her lip. "I fear that if I put it off once... I'll want to put it off the next day, and the next day, and I'll never get around to actually presenting the damn thing."

"Pfft, I won't let you. I'm eager to present my coloring page and won't let you put that off forever. But it's alright for today." Amethyst shrugged. "Besides, it's the weekend. My Pearlie deserves to relax... So if you wanna put it off til Monday, I won't hold it against ya."

"Aw... I mean, it does seem like a good idea, but..." Pearl fidgeted with her hands. "If I do that, I'll just be nervous all weekend. I think... I think I just need to suck it up and do it already. Because I know I'm never going to be fully content with my work, so... I'll just rip off the band-aid." Pearl let out a sigh. "Besides, like you said; my work will never be perfect, but someone out there will certainly enjoy it."

"That's the spirit." Amethyst said, giving her a thumbs up. "Then it's settled: we're doing it today. I'm gonna go get dressed, and then I'll be ready to head out."

"Alright! I'm ready when you are." Pearl said, taking another deep breath.

"I know you are, Miss I-Wake-Up-At-Six-In-The-Morning." Amethyst teased as she pulled herself to her feet, and Pearl couldn't help but giggle.

Once Amethyst left the kitchen, Pearl turned her gaze towards the coloring page sitting on the other side of the table. 'I swear, I love her drawing even more every time I look at it...' she thought as she reached for it, wanting to take one last look before they brought it for the kids to color. The princess's hair was long and wavy, and she had a hooked nose like Pearl's. There was a flower in her hair -- a violet, to be exact -- a feather in one hand, and a jar with a firefly in the other. While the drawing was beautiful, it was undeniably imperfect... The princess's mouth was slightly off center, for instance. One eyebrow was bigger than the other, and her arms were slightly too short. 'But it's still beautiful, through and through...' Pearl thought, a smile spreading across her lips. 'And the kids will have fun coloring it, just like they'll enjoy hearing my story. That's what matters.'

* 

The acres of land just surrounding Peony made her heart ache with nostalgia; it reminded her of the woods just behind her old house, and the hours she'd spend walking around with Pearl, pretend sword-fighting with sticks they found on the ground. Yasmine and Bella's land was far more vast, however, and trees were sparse; a group of horses grazed together in the field, caged in by a wired fence that connected to a stable. As they walked into the big wooden structure, she was immediately greeted with the familiar and slightly unpleasant scent of horses.

"So you've never pet a horse before, huh?" Spinel asked. "Not even once?"

"Nope!" Peony said. The shreds of hay strewn across the wooden floor crunched beneath her shoes. Oddly enough, though, there weren't any horses standing in the stalls. 'They must all be outside. I certainly can't blame them; on a nice day like this, I'd want to be out in the open, too.' she thought.

"Alright, well, it's not too much different from pettin' a dog. They're just a lot bigger, and could kill you a lot more easily." Spinel said.

"E-excuse me?" Peony gasped.

"I'm kidding, Peeps." Spinel snickered, ruffling Peony's hair. "I mean, I'm not entirely wrong, since they weigh a thousand pounds and could easily crush your bones, but they still aren't gonna hurt you. Especially with that fence between us and them. They're big ol' scaredy cats anyway." she reassured. She then retrieved a huge plastic bucket from the floor, holding it out to Peony. "Anyway, here! This is the perfect way to make a horse your best friend!"

Peony peered into the bucket. It was filled to the brim with big, brownish-orange pieces of... something that looked like dog kibble. "Are these... horse treats?" Peony asked.

"Yup!" Spinel said. "Just grab you a handful, and we'll head back out. They're not actually that similar to dogs -- I was joking about that, too -- so they won't come racing over because you have a treat, but I'm sure I'll be able to call one over to us."

"Alright!" Peony said, scooping out a generous amount of the crumbly treats and shoving them into her pocket. 'What's even in horse treats, anyway?' she wondered. She always pictured them munching on carrots and apples, maybe even oats... 'Maybe these have carrots in them...' she thought, staring at the treats as they made their way back out of the stable and towards the fence. She gave it a sniff; didn't really smell pleasant. But curiosity got the best of her, and she braced herself, taking the tiniest bite...

"Blegh!" Peony spat the treat out in the grass, and Spinel glanced back at her with a confused expression. "Uhh... You good?" she asked.

Peony blushed. "I... got curious."

Spinel looked at Peony's hand, and then back at her face, taking a moment to process what had happened. And once she did, she burst into laughter. "Gosh dang it, Peony! Just the other day you were telling me how germy horses were, but you're still gonna eat their food?"

Peony laughed nervously. "H-hey, I got curious! Besides, it was my mother that claimed they were germy, not me. I was playing with bugs and worms whenever she turned her back."

Spinel snickered. "Alright then." she teased, giving Peony a nudge towards the fence. "Now you've learned the hard way that horse treats only taste good if you're, ya know, a horse."

"Did you also learn the hard way?" Peony giggled.

"Yeah, when I was like, five." Spinel snorted. "Anyway, lemme call one of the horsies over here before you eat all of their treats." Spinel cleared her throat, standing up on her tippy toes as she called out, "C'mere, Biscuit!"

A brown and white speckled horse lifted its head at the sound of Spinel's voice. It galloped across the field and towards the fence, letting out a puff of air from its nostrils once it reached the two girls. Peony's heart raced as she noticed how it towered over them; while she'd definitely seen a horse before, she was still never prepared for how big they were.

"Hey, handsome boy!" Spinel cooed, holding out one of the treats. Biscuit eagerly devoured the treat from Spinel's hand, licking her palm once it was gone. She giggled, reaching up and petting his head. "Good boy!"

Peony cautiously inched herself closer to Spinel, extending a hand and petting Biscuit on the head as well. "He's beautiful..." she remarked.

"Isn't he?" Spinel said. "Leaves a lotta slobber on your hands, though." she remarked, wiping her hand off on her shorts.

Peony giggled. "That's alright. Dirt don't hurt, like you said!" she said, grabbing one of the treats from her pocket and holding it out to him.

"Make sure you don't curl your fingers in, or he might nip ya by accident." Spinel warned.

"Alright." Peony said, holding the treat out on her flattened palm. Biscuit licked the treat from her hand, and Peony shuddered. She'd been licked by a dog before, but nothing had prepared her for the strange sensation of being licked by a horse. Once he was done, she immediately wiped her hands off on her skirt, and Spinel snickered. "See, I told you he's a slobbery boy!"

"I-I know, I just wasn't expecting him to straight up lick me." Peony blushed. "He's very pretty, though... Have you ridden him before?

"I sure have! I've ridden just about every horse in this pasture." Spinel said. "Do you wanna go for a ride together?"

Peony was, admittedly, a little hesitant; feeding and petting a horse was already a first, but riding one? The thought of it made her nervous, if she was going to be honest... But if she would be with Spinel, it wouldn't be quite so scary... Perhaps it'd even be romantic. "Uh, sure, why not!" she finally responded.

"Great!" Spinel exclaimed, clasping her hands together. "I'll go and saddle him up!" And with that, Spinel turned and skipped back towards the stable, leaving Peony alone with Biscuit, who was staring at her with a rather... intimidating expression. Realizing what he wanted, she turned to the horse and fished a few more treats out of her pocket, giggling to herself. "You really are a dog, aren't you?” 

* 

Pearl's heart pounded as the kids filed into the activity room and began to seat themselves on the carpet; story time would be beginning any minute, now. 'Just breathe, Pearl. Like Amethyst said -- it may not be perfect, but that's okay.'

Seeming to notice Pearl's anxiety, Amethyst gave her a little reassuring pat on the back, but it backfired and only made her flinch. "It's gonna be alright." she whispered, wanting nothing more than to kiss her on the cheek right then... Pearl simply nodded, but it wasn't very convincing.

"Alright, kids, have a seat!" Mrs. Fluorite declared, holding Pearl's story in her hands; but for some unknown reason, she wasn't sitting in her chair like she normally did. "Today, we're going to be doing something a little bit different! We're going to be reading a story that's never been read before!" Mrs. Fluorite continued with a smile. "Our friend Pearl has written us a story! And her friend, Amethyst, has drawn today's coloring page!"

Pearl tensed as she felt the attention in the room shift towards them, and she awkwardly waved a hand at the kids. Amethyst, with her hands shoved in her hoodie pocket, managed a shy smile. "Hey there." she greeted.

"Yay, Pearl and Amethyst!" Steven cheered, loudly clapping his hands. The other kids began to clap along with him, and all of the extra attention only made Pearl's anxiety skyrocket into the sun.

Mrs. Fluorite handed the story over to Pearl with a smile on her face. "I was thinking... since you're the author of this story, perhaps I should give you the opportunity to read it. Would you like to?" she asked. "There's no pressure either way. But I thought it'd only be fair if I asked." she clarified.

"Oh! Um..." In all honesty, Pearl couldn't think of anything that could make her even more nervous than that. "I... I-I'm not sure, I'm not very good at... reading aloud. I stutter quite a bit, a-and..."

"I can do it!" Amethyst offered. She could tell when Pearl was about to go on one of her anxious rambling sessions, so she decided to just nip it in the bud. "You okay with that, Pearlie?"

"Yes! Absolutely. Please do." Pearl let out a sigh of relief.

"Alright then!" Mrs. Fluorite smiled, handing the story over to Amethyst. "Make sure to read it loud and clear." she instructed.

"Can do, ma'am!" Amethyst winked, and turned to Pearl with an expression that seemed to say "I've got this, babe." Pearl nodded thankfully.

Amethyst made her way across the carpet, making sure not to step on the children's little hands, and seated herself in the big cushioned chair. 'Nice and soft. Could fall asleep here if I wanted to...' she thought, shifting around to make herself comfortable. Now, all eyes were on her; she'd be lying if she said wasn't feeling a little nervous. Okay, more than a little -- but the fact that she was doing this for Pearl eased her fear somewhat. As Pearl and Mrs. Fluorite seated themselves at one of the kids' tables, Amethyst took a deep breath. She made a quick moment of eye contact with Pearl, finding comfort in her warm gaze. 'Alright, Ame. Just breathe. You can do this.'

Amethyst cleared her throat before she began. "Once upon a time..."

And like magic, the words flowed from her mouth with ease; she stumbled on a word here and there, but nobody paid any mind to that. As she listened to her own writing read aloud, Pearl began to notice more and more mistakes, sentences she wished she'd reworded -- but for some reason, she wasn't too bothered by it. Perhaps it was the comforting voice of her girlfriend, or the smiles on the children's faces as they listened. 'She could read the phone book from cover to cover and I'd still be mesmerized.' she thought with a sigh of admiration, resting her elbow on the table.

She turned a subtle glance towards Mrs. Fluorite when the female love interest was introduced, anticipating her reaction; but her expression remained calm, not changing in the slightest. 'Thank goodness.' Pearl thought.

"...And they lived happily ever after. The end."

Amethyst closed up the booklet. The kids on the carpet clapped their tiny hands, and for the second time that day, Steven even cheered "Yay, Pearl and Amethyst!" Pearl blushed and tucked a strand of hair behind her ear, her eyes not straying from Amethyst's for a mere second.

"That was wonderful, Pearl!" Mrs. Fluorite said, resting a hand on Pearl's shoulder. The latter blushed, awkwardly clearing her throat. "Thank you! Ah, I was so nervous about sharing this, s-so that's good to hear." she said. She rose from her chair, allowing a kid to take her seat as they all scampered up to the tables.

"And you did a lovely job reading, too!" Mrs. Fluorite added, turning to Amethyst as she rose from the reading chair. "You're very good at that, you know. If you ever want to do it again, don't hesitate to ask!"

"Aw, thanks." Amethyst blushed, nervously rubbing the back of her neck. "Maybe I will sometime. I was kinda nervous at first, but it ended up not being as bad as I thought!"

"You're such a good writer, Pearl!" Steven exclaimed from his seat at the table, cupping his cheeks in his hands.

"I love the princess!" Connie giggled, pointing at the coloring page. "You draw the princess?"

"Heck yeah, I did!" Amethyst said.

"She sooo pretty!" Connie reached for a purple crayon. "I color her purple hair, like you!"

"Aww, thanks kiddo." Amethyst said, giving Connie a little pat on the back.

As the kids settled in to their seats and started coloring their activity pages, Amethyst approached Pearl and, in an impulsive act of bravery, reached for her hand to give it a little squeeze. "See, that wasn't so bad, was it?" she whispered. Pearl's heart fluttered, and in that moment, she wanted nothing more than to kiss her... but perhaps not in front of the kids. So she settled with a loving gaze and returned the hand squeeze. 

* 

The cold breeze nipped at Peony's bare arms. She'd presumed it'd be safe to wear a tank top in the middle of June, but the chilly night air said otherwise. With her arms tight around Spinel's waist, she peered over her shoulder and off into the horizon ahead of them. She wasn't sure of the time, but the sun had set, turning the sky a beautiful gradient of orange and pink. The two rode together in peaceful silence, the only sounds around them being the clicking of Biscuit's hooves and the chirping of cicadas.

"Let me know when you wanna get down." Spinel said, adjusting the reins in her hands. "Riding a horse can get a little tiring after a while. Probably even more so when it's your first time, heh."

"Ah, thank you. But I'm comfy right now... Just a little cold." Peony said, resting her head against Spinel's shoulder.

"Aww, poor girl. Should've brought my jacket along, otherwise I'd let you borrow it." Spinel said.

Peony smiled sleepily. "I know you would. But it's alright... Your body is nice and warm."

The silence returned, and Peony allowed her eyes to fall shut. When she'd first climbed up onto the saddle, she found the bumpy gait of the horse rather disorienting; but she quickly adjusted to it as they strolled through the fields, and now almost found it comforting in a way.

"We should probably head inside soon..." Spinel said, noticing Peony starting to drift off. "Can't have my Peeps falling asleep on horseback. That's about as dangerous as it gets."

Peony giggled as she rubbed the sleep from her eyes. "Perhaps you're right..." she said, stretching as she sat herself upright. "But I don't want to sleep... I wanna spend time with you..."

"Aww, I'm not going nowhere." Spinel whispered. "I'll be here tomorrow. And the next day, and the day after that... Til our time is up, or the world stops turning. Whichever one comes first."

Peony let out a sleepy sigh. "Ah, you're right... I'm just clingy, hehe..." she finally responded. "Let's head back to the house..."

After unsaddling Biscuit and leading him to the stable for the night, Spinel began to lead Peony back towards the house. Their fingers entwined around each others, hands swaying between them, and humming a tune together -- Peony was slightly off-key, as always, but in a way that Spinel found rather charming.

Once they reached the house, and Spinel led Peony to the guest room, she gently tucked her in the bed and turned on the air conditioner. "There ya go, snug as a bug. I'll join you soon. Gotta fix my sleep schedule, but... I still wanna stay up a little longer. Maybe chat with my aunts for a bit."

"Mmkay." Peony whispered, leaning up for one more kiss. Spinel obliged, holding it for a few moments before they eventually parted. "Sweet dreams, Peeps. Love you."

"Love you, Spinel..." she said, and began to doze off.

* 

"Mommy!" Steven pattered into the living room, sitting down on the couch in front of Rose. "When is Grandma Yas and Bella coming over? I wanna show them what I drawed today!"

"They're going to be here for family game night. Haven't I told you that already?" Rose said, glancing down from the composition notebook in her hands and playfully ruffling Steven's hair.

"I knowww, but I forget what time that is." Steven whined.

"Seven o'clock." Rose said.

"How do I know when it's seven o'clock?" Steven asked, climbing up onto Rose's lap.

"Well..." Rose pointed at the grandfather clock on the other side of the living room. "See that clock over there, and how it has two hands?"

Steven nodded. "Two hands like me!"

"That's right! And when the little hand is on the seven, and the big hand is on the twelve, that's how you know it's time." Rose said.

Steven scooted onto the couch cushion, turning to face the huge, towering clock. "Hmm... Accordion to my calculator, that's a long time from now!"

"It sure is." Rose said, closing up the notebook and setting it aside. "But that gives you plenty of time to draw a picture for everyone, doesn't it?"

Steven gasped. "Whoa! You're right!" he said, cupping his cheeks. "How many people are coming? I gotta make a list!"

"Well, let's see..." Rose hummed in thought. "There's me, your dad, and you of course... And then your grandmothers, and my cousin Spinel, and her girlfriend, whose name I have not been told... And my friends Pearl, Jasper, and Amethyst! So that makes ten people."

"And Lion!" Steven pointed to the cat sleeping soundly on top of the T.V.

Rose smiled. "Of course. Then that's eleven drawings you have to do. You better get to work, kiddo!"

"Oh gosh, you're right!" Steven leaped down from the couch and hurried up the stairs as fast as his little feet could carry him. "See you at seven o'clock, Mommy!"

Rose chuckled. "Be careful on the stairs, sweetheart. And alright, have fun!” 

[losnordiquitos]

ah .... if you ever find the drawing of sve as a dala horse i would love to see it ... that would be so nice ... and a really cute idea ...❤ (maybe he would kind of like a merry go round pony?)

i also thought of den having an axe, i also though of a viking-style boat ^_^

Glow in dark marks yes !!!!!!!!!!! I was thinking of nor having a starry pattern, maybe both ice n nor can have similar themed star patterns as a tie-in that they are siblings (i also like the volcano idea ... ♥) And fjord horsies !!! They look so cute .......

idk how i didnt think about fin not being a pony !!!!!!! i love the idea of fins cutiemark being a a sauna... i dont how it could be depicted in a easy way tho U_U (maybe a wooden bath?).... a gift box is a the most obvious choice but i thought to give it a fun twist, like with a explosion or something silly like that

this so much fun to think about !!!!!!!! i wanna draw the the funny horses more ...

what do yall think the nordics cutiemarks would be ...

i think swe would be some sort of toolbox~ something related to craftmanship ...

[shaydraplays]

okay, here are the liveblogs of the entirety of she-ra season 1

because i don’t know how to consume media responsibly

see individual episodes under the cut: 

ep1 - catra fucking purred with excitement, i had to go back to confirm, the furries are back at it again - and she sleeps at the foot of adora's bed... incredible - does she just sleep with her helmet on? wait i guess all these soldiers don't have sleep clothes, but still? - the adora-glimmer-beau fight scene was hilarious. beau and glimmer just straight up screaming at adora with enough force to shake? excellent. - the way glimmer runs with the sword away from danger is SO good - glimmer just DOESN'T stop screaming and honestly, mood - lmao

ep2 - jesus CHRIST the opening is physically killing me - the amount of times beau's voice breaks - the way they animated people moving is just top notch in general - the voices also... very good - hell yeah floppy eared deer people - neigh - incatrible - damn just keep tasing her i guess... rude - catra fucking bodice ripping the netting hell yeah - the transformation makes her and the sword slightly taller like, why??? - :C catra - "wait, whose horse was this" well it's yours now

ep3 - beau's voice continues to be excellent - the amount of screaming beau and glimmer do on average is also excellent - how are you not enraptured by horsie rolling in the grass next to you? - omg pegacorn floppin around - beau and glimmer are masters of the "oh shit" run. trot? - granny is cute - catra has such disaster lesbean vibes - i dont have my glasses you'll have to speak up - how does horsie's wings keep changing color - also i've completely accepted the ridiculosity of all these names but still... - the arc werewolf man makes when kicked - thank u for validating me swiftwind - wait where do you put the sword when not in use

ep4 - how's they get adora's horde jacket out of the bushes near that village? also she lost her force captain pin rip - so do they just never change clothes? i had high hopes from adora putting on stuff to cover the horde symbol but i guess not - aw sleebover - okay they have no sleep clothes here either - general is hot - did catra draw princess on a horse or - zarkon is a twink now. twunk? - is that jasper's voice for that side character - the beast of beast island - those are not tree destruction foley sounds - yeah stop the machines poisoning ur land! environmentalism! - this is a small kingdom. these kingdoms are all really small? - you've been friends for like 2 days - where did they get horde outfits - beau's lil exclamations are.... Good - YAY SLEEBOVER

ep5 - something tells me adora doesn't like boats - i HAVE to mute the theme song. just, wow - go fish........ - who voices scorpia because Nice - nice violin - mermista is relatable - "They're coming right for the Gate!" mermista's big groan is a mood - is catra's MO from now on just gonna be to leap up to wherever Adora is doing hero things and monologue at her - i wanna be on 8-foot-tall woman's side as well - lmao christen the ship right there

ep6 - lmao glimmer's face when she-ra boutta bust it open - only tiny food........ - drunk adora is cute - did they just leave the sword - fizzy lifting drinks - okay so the sword is just animated when its convenient, otherwise i guess adora vores it or something

ep7 - that last episode was trite so now im gonna draw while watching - i love when they reference adora's depressing upbringing. "no i don't know what an aunt is but i was hoping someone would eventually explain". also beau is a bro - so lightspinner is shadowsneaker or whatever, right - naptime - i hope they explain who greyskull is etc sometime - do you not know what a pillow is why are you lying backwards - adora trust ur friends more pls it's been at least a week by now - thats new - catra no

ep8 - soooo prom means they'll change their clothes right - damn scorpia's a princess, what does it mean that they gave up their gemstone thing? no magic? - a true soldier by upbringing, adora - hell YEAH catra in a tux - neau just gotta wear a croptop - how are they gonna let catra in her whole bodys a weapon - hell yeah these ppl snazzy as fuck - so what the fuck is swiftwind doing these days anyway - adora is me. hormf snacks - man scorpia why cant u just let ppl chill - hell yeah sexual tension dance time - how do they know how to dance - catra is smooth - "you don't understand" ouch that is like the worst thing to say to smol frost princess - catra no - "I don't want you to" man she is such a... kovu's mom in lion king 2 or 3

ep9 - beau maDE THEM FIGURINES IM CRY - rip mermista - captain dude is so dumb - scorpia is going to kill u - this rebellion is clearly not combat ready - the black garnet is the one that scorpia's family gave the horde right? - really digging the low res pixels of the cell door being kicked for some reason - kyle pls - beau's expressions are SO good - well this sucks - if adora actually got her memories wiped and rejoined the herd and catra had to pretend that everything was normal man that'd be a good fanfic - glimmer thats very anime of u - catra, a lil bitch as always - damn, nice lighting - THIS IS NOT BECAUSE I LIKE YOU B-BAKA - catra no - damn, she really just got incinerated right in front of the team, huh - had to let the sad end credits music play this time, alexa play despacito

ep10 - "yeah that sure smells like concrete" thanks scorpia - adora is SO excited that she can use magic - i had to look it up but yeah i can definitely hear the amethyst in catra's voice now - yeah entrapta didn't seem like she gave much of a shit in the first place - hell YEAH she just jumps out the window - it's pretty incredible that they haven't miscolored catra's eyes yet, at least that i saw - thank u for coming back to the original disagreement and hashing it out, hell yeah emotional intelligence - just tell ur mom, blease - when queen mom is holding glimmer as she glitches... wow that's very adult fear of you - why do they not animate the sword and backbacks whenever it pleases them? i can excuse magical sword bullshit but c'mon catra needs to eat - hell yeah trippy psychological horror episode PLEASE - catra no

ep11 - hell yeah time for the "save my archnemesis frenemy from being killed by nonsentient technology ostensibly on my side, only to receive zero gratitude and probable betrayal from said frenemy" episode - their interactions are SO good - keeping things close to your chest and not saying anything about entrapta, nice - blease i just want them to be frens again - BAPY CATRA YES - FLOFF - BLEASE - FRENS - tween catra is EXTRA FLOFF - really telling that all their good memories are of getting chased by superiors and fighting each other. fucking horde - teen lizard's hair is good - catra's pretty good at saving herself. can she do it in the way that matters, though? - part cat, part monkey - well then, this memory probably doesn't end happily - oh, maybe this'll give adora hints on how to heal glimmer - fucking shadow... slipper. fuck u - jesus christ well this is just the writing on the wall for why catra can hate adora so easily. fuck u shadow sneak - bapy.... she hiss - w o w

ep12 - creepy. yes. i have been called this before. i n c r e d i b l e - hell yeah aliens - oh my god it speaks - man, what is EVEN scorpia's deal besides comic relief... horde is real bad at cultivating friendship - hack the p l a n e t - god damn, speaker baby imp is creepy. also how did catra not hear/smell that, maybe all horde shit smells similar - so entrapta doesn't have her corresponding gemstone? also oooooh, that's what the moonstone is. - adora, you made a self-cognizant horse, look at it now, it's got self-assurance and helpful words that also perpetuate the message that all domestic or captive animals are suffering, but in a joking manner

ep13 - ok, last ep of season 1, oh boy. can't wait to read all the post s1 fanfic - how did they... switch seating order... c'momn dreamworks - so why is entrapta a princess if she doesn't have a gemstone - WHY is beau still baring his midriff? in armor??? - wait so you can stand on water now? - stop monologueing holy shit - i guess there just isn't water? - k, deus ex machina and big damn heroes, i guess - nice combo attacks - she ra said gay rights. happy wrath month everyone - catra.......... no