#fjord pony

[sventhefjord]

Got a photoshoot done with Sven and my boys for a Christmas gift for my mother and grandparents. They came out so good!

[horsesarecreatures]

Norwegian Fjord by serenataphotography

[shirecorn]

Let's hear it for Mr. and Mrs. Autism <3

Mudbriar is a horse after my own heart. I too am obsessed with sticks, to the point the logistics of having so many is a struggle

I like sticks

Please watch this timestamp

[honey-clementine]

My Little Mighty Nein

i was inspired by @roseart72 and their drawing of the M9 as ponies and wanted to do my own take on them !!!! drawing this re-awoke my love for drawing ponies all over again so i might be pony posting for a bit lol

[lezzlesdrawsponies]

🍎🍏Norwegian descent Applejack (she is a Fjord)🍏🍎

[roseart72]

Mighty nein little ponies

One day I’ll figure out all their cutie marks

[redstarcat]

NO ONE LOOK AT ME, MY BRONY PAST HAS CAUGHT UP TO ME

[piosplayhouse]

Breyers pony for Christmas this year uses the fjord sport pony mold AUGH FUCK I NEED IT

[kiwik9]

Fluttershy with Fjord Horse characteristics.

I've never really drawn any of the mane six and Fluttershy was my favorite so she had to come first!!

[horsefriends]

Fjord Horses by Kristin O Karlsen (x x)

[horsesarecreatures]

Norwegian Fjord by serenataphotography

[rosyreef]

happy 15th, little buddy

[oopdeathnote]

@juicequeen21 did a past literally ages ago about Death Note Horse AU and as a horse girl I would love to write a fic but I simply do not have any ideas for a plot, so here are some headcanons instead

Death Note Horse AU Headcanons

Light is just bad at horse riding. You really need to be good at accepting where you went wrong and keeping a level head to be good at horse riding, and Light is neither of those things.

He has all of the equipment, multiple matching combos of jackets, gloves, jodhpurs/breeches and hat silks, the cleanest tack this earth has ever seen, and you think he’s going to be really good at it but he just sucks.

L has the same ratty old crop he has had since he was seven, the material covering the handle as mostly peeled off. He does not wear gloves, and only wears a hat when he’s forced to. But he’s really good at riding.

I imagine Light has a horse that’s a little too fancy for him. Like, it’s not one of those completely insane thoroughbreds, but Light definitely doesn’t sit still enough and the horse is like ‘do you want a lead change? Backwards? Do you want backwards? Sideways perhaps?’

It’s a chestnut thoroughbred gelding (boy horse that’s had its bits removed), to match his hair, obviously.

For L, I’m stuck between a pony (small horse) and a horse that’s really too tall for competitions, but I like the mental image of L just towering over Light on his 18 hand (6ft) shire-thoroughbred cross so we’re going with that.

It’s this giant, shaggy horse with hooves the size of dinner plates and its head is about as big as L’s whole torso and L has had it since he was young. They’re bffs. He manoeuvres this massive horse around tight corners with the power of friendship.

Light sees all this and is so unbelievably salty about it. He doesn’t cope well with being bad at something at the best of times, and this just about breaks him.

Light is like ‘i think my horse is just bad’ and L is like ‘alright then we’ll swap’ and Lights horse is like ‘thank god someone component is in charge’. L’s horse is having a great time and just does not listen to Light at all.

The mental of image of Light trying to get on this giant horse from the ground pleases me greatly. Light refuses to get a leg up from L because he’s seen L mount the horse from the ground so he can too >:(

After having time to reflect Light’s hatred of being worse than everyone else wins over and he begs L to teach him

First thing L does is take away Light’s stirrups, and Light hates it. If there is one bit of riding that you will suffer from if you’re tense it’s stirrupless riding, because you need to move with the horse otherwise you end up bouncing on its back. Light is abysmal at it.

L definitely shares apples with his horse

L getting Light to play gymkhana games (had to look the spelling of that up) and Light is super reluctant at first ‘because they’re for kids >:( I am an adult I do not play children’s games >:(‘ but because he’s Light and he’s woefully competitive he gets really into it.

For those who don’t know gymkhana races are things like you have to ride down to the bottom of the school, pick up a ball, get back on the horse with the ball and drop the ball into a bucket (if the ball bounces out you have to get off and put it back in again). It’s really good fun, but also you have to have good control over the horse to win.

I feel like this could be Horse AU’s equivalent to the tennis match

L taking Light on mad canters/gallops up hills to blow off steam

Basically Light learns to actually have fun and by extension get better at riding and L makes a friend

Damn maybe I do need to write a fic now

Feel free to add your own in the notes

[unleashthemerch]

[publicabsent]

FANTASY VERSE.

annette was born to a simple enough family, her conception a slight surprise but not necessarily unpleasant. that was, at least, till she was a little girl. then she was regarded in a colder manner, & the burgeoning of her magic invisible & written off as imaginary friends. (her mother wasn't privvy to a paternal secret: the man she loved was from a line of magic-users, though the magic itself manifests randomly in each child.) her little brother, four years her junior, nearly burned down the kitchen at age five, & the next thing she knew the men of the house were gone.

as annette's visions of the future & hauntings of the past grew more frequent, & her quiet voice couldn't help but spill prophecy, her mother deemed her mad. shutting her away until she was old enough to make her way, leaving the small mage to stumble into society all alone. all the others in the small town thought the same as her mother -- poor girl, fatherless & mad, spewing nonsense when she deigns to speak. it's an act of desperation when she unhitches a pony & rides off, going to somewhere else.

she makes her way around to different towns, using both her real magic & a few learned tricks to make coin as a fortune teller. if she's set up shop somewhere, her animal companions (riordan, the pilfered fjord pony, & her small cat named kitty) always remain by her side & near the small tent. if she's traveling, kitty resides in the hood of her cloak.

her real prophecies are almost never believed, part of the equivalent exchange of magic. they're always right, but never believed. her stutter is lessened in this verse, seemingly conquered except in moments of great emotion or speed. though she lacks much physical & material stability, she always manages to afford kindness -- even to the world that had none to spare for her.