#pointy pony

[nopony-ask-mclovin]

Pointy pic requested by @foodielovethealicorn

[mylitteponyelectricboogaloo]

[shallowoak]

Mihawk This wandering pony rests in the seclusion of the old Two Sisters Castle!

Buggy His flashy super long hair nose no bounds!

Doflamingo Big dreams and clever schemes put a twinkle in his eye!

>>Law and Rosi here!<<

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[cherubheartz]

i started a little tiny doodle and boom now hes a cringe mlp character version WOOO NEIGHHH :333 (he and pinkie are still best friends

[theixwynart]

.:Art Fight 2024 - Pony Mass Attack Part 1:.

Characters in order, starting at the top left:

Rainbow Doodledrops by Awoken-Artist Stardust Promise by Merimutt Love Potion by Spotedpelt Ladybird by Sandwichh Nettle Rosale by Beefonts Easy Morning by Necronyancy

[heart-star]

The ceo & wilson being like other boss & right hand duos, guess if you can.

A similarity I see between the g4 My little pony & the reignited version of Spyro's kind.

[leossmoonn]

Muse

masterlist

pairing - xavier thorpe x fem!reader

type - smut, 16+

note - i haven’t even seen the show yet but I’ve consumed so much xavier content I feel like I can write a smut fic abt him 😅😅

summary - you wake up to xavier drawing you, leading to something more

warnings / includes - language, oral (f receiving), soft dom!xavier, some body worship, insecurity mentions, thigh riding if you squint. lowk i have no idea if the reader is allowed to sleep in xavier’s room but for this fic she is 🤫🤫🤫

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*gif isn’t mine*

“No, this isn’t right. Almost… no. Is her nose rounder or more pointy?”

You toss and turn as you hear your boyfriend’s mumbling.

“Oh, great, she moved,” you hear him sigh.

Your eyes flutter open, sleep weighing them down. You slowly reach your hands out from the warm blankets, rubbing your eyes before stretching. Your back pops and ankles crack as you extend your body over the bed, catching Xavier’s attention.

“Did I wake you?” he asks, worry evident in his voice.

“No, I was already waking up,” you shake your head. “But did I mess up your drawing?”

A light chuckle echos in his room. “No, you didn’t.”

“Oh, really? Because I heard you having some trouble finding out what shape my nose is. From how much you stare at my face, I would’ve assumed that you would know it by heart now,” you tease him, smiling as you stretch once more.

“You’re already so perfect in real life, I wanted to capture that in my drawing,” he states.

You let out a breathy laugh as you smile. You peek open your eyes to peer at him, seeing as his hair is pulled back into a half-pony tail. “You know the way to a girl’s heart, Xavier.”

“You know I try my best,” he quips. You close your eyes, turning onto your left side and cuddle the pillow. You hear Xavier move to the other side of the bed, sitting down beside your legs.

“Trying to get the right angle?” you hum. “Yep. Would you like to see what I have so far?” he asks.

“Sure,” you say, forcing your eyes to open. You sit up on your elbows, jaw becoming slack as you look at his drawing. “Xavi, this looks nothing like me.”

He furrows his brows. “What do you mean?”

“You must be drawing your other, more pretty girlfriend,” you snort, laying back down with a thump.

Xavier rolls his eyes. “Oh, come on. You know you’re gorgeous.”

“Not when I’ve just woken up,” you scoff.

He sets his drawing down on his desk, walking back to his bed. He sits down closer to your head, cupping your cheek. His thumb gently moves your face out from the pillows. You nuzzle into his warm touch, glancing up at him.

“You are so wrong, Y/n,” he says softly.

Your ears suddenly feel warm and you shy away, sinking into the bed. “You’re only saying that because I’m your girlfriend.”

“You have no idea how much I talked about you before we started dating,” he chuckles. “Enid and Ajax couldn’t stand being around me.”

You smile a little. “Oh, really?”

“Yep,” he grins. “Well, what did you tell them?” you inquire. “And make sure to tell me in full detail.”

“I’ll try. We wouldn’t want you to get a big head now, would we?” he teases.

You let out an exasperated sigh. “Get on with it.”

He smiles and leans in, his lips inches apart from yours. “For starters, I would say how pretty your eyes are and how cute your smile is. And I would compliment your makeup and how skillful and creative you are with it. How amusing it was to see that little smirk you get after correcting someone in class. I would say how nice your voice was to listen to, and how intimidating you seemed,” he explains.

“How am I intimidating?” you ask, a little smirk on your face. “Wouldn’t you like to know,” he remarks.

His other hand sneaks underneath his blankets, finding your bare thigh. You suck in a breath, watching his face in anticipation.

“I also used to say how great you looked in a button down.” his hand skims up higher, the pads of his fingers ghosting over your panties. “I would comment on your skirts nicely frame your ass. How sexy you look in your stockings.”

He presses his first finger over your clothed clit. You let out a little gasp, trying to regain your composure.

“You would say that to Enid and Ajax?” you raise your brow.

He shrugs lightly. “I said those things to myself instead.”

You hum in reply. “Anything else?”

“Just how you are the most beautiful, intelligent, creative, strong person I know,” he grins. You can’t help but smile with him as you see the outer corners of his eyes crinkle.

“You are so sweet, Xavi. Thank you for saying all those nice things about me.”

“Would you be open to me showing them to you?” he asks, his voice now low. He stares deeply into your eyes, making your heart drop to your feet.

“How would you do that?” you ask, playing dumb.

He doesn’t answer. He closes the gap between you two, kissing you softly. You pull your arms out from under the covers, reaching for his shoulders and neck. Your right hand cups the nape of his neck, your left hand burying your fingers into his soft and tangled hair. You sit up without breaking the kiss, you press your chest up against his. His hands grip your waist, fingertips sliding under his shirt that you’re wearing.

One of your hands drop to his thigh, reaching for his pants. He pulls away quickly, grabbing your hand and holding it away from him.

“Don’t even think about it,” he says. You frown in confusion, “why?”

“Lay down,” he commands. His eyes bore into yours and suddenly feel obligated to do anything he says.

You lay back down, watching as Xavier slips under the covers. He towers over you, one hand resting by your head while the other is playing with the bottom of your shirt.

“I told you I was gonna show you, didn’t I?” he asks.

You smile widely, nodding excitedly. “You indeed did.”

“Don’t worry about me then. This morning is about you,” he says.

“Luckily me,” you hum.

He shakes his head. “Lucky me.” he dives down and kisses you again, his warm hand slithering up your shirt. The pads of his fingers skim over your hardened nipple. You sigh in reply, eyes fluttering close as his kisses reach your neck. He sucks a bruise right below your ear.

“Mm, I better not have to cover this up with makeup,” you say.

“No promises,” he whispers, irrupting butterflies in your tummy. He lifts your shift up and you lift your arms up, helping him slip it off. He takes a look at your almost-naked figure. Your red panties are still on, hugging your hips perfectly. He sucks in a breath and smiles, something he does every time he sees a part of you, or all of you. He never fails to do it, and it never fails to make you feel special.

“Lucky me,” he mumbles to himself, taking in your beauty.

“Xavier,” you whine. Although you love the attention, you’re a little too horny than you’d care to admit. You need him.

“What, pretty girl?” he asks, his eyes flipping to yours. “Don’t just sit there. Do something,” you answer.

He chuckles, “you are so needy in the morning, you know that?”

You shrug, “you’re fault.” “Oh, is that so?” he cocks his right brow.

You grab his hand that’s on your boob, bringing it down to your panties so he can feel the small wet patch. His dick strains against his pajama pants.

“See? You’re fault,” you say. “I feel so bad,” he says, voice dripping with sarcasm. “Guess I should do something about it.”

You roll your eyes as he keeps playing games. If he didn’t love seeing you struggle and beg, he would already have his head between your thighs. But seeing you whine and huff is equally as rewarding than making you come.

“Please, Xavier. We don’t have long until we have to go to class,” you beg, pulling at his shirt.

“Well, since you said please,” he hums. He brings his head down to your boobs, putting his mouth on one as his hand encompasses the other. You sigh lightly, resting your hands on his shoulders. His tongue flicks your nipple, rolling the other between his thumb and third finger.

Need grows in your tummy. You buck your hips up, meeting his thigh that’s between your legs. Your voice shakes as moan, lifting your hips up again. Your clit rubs against his thigh, almost giving you the satisfaction you crave.

“So needy,” Xavier mumbles against your skin.

You reply by grabbing at his shirt, your fingers hooking around the waistband of his pants. “Want you, Xavier. Need you,” you breathe out.

You watch as his cheeks become rosy. You smile to yourself, your hands slithering under his shirt and running over his chest.

He begins to kiss down your chest, not being able to take it anymore. If there’s one thing he wants most in this moment, it would be to make you shake and scream him name.

“You are so perfect,” he hums against your skin. He places passionate but feverish kisses across your body, hands grabbing at your thighs and ass. You look down at him, not being able to contain a smile as he covers your whole body with his love. He kisses your hip, sucking softly on the skin near your pussy. He’s so close, you can almost feel his tongue on your clit.

You push your hips up to his face, his nose bumping into your thigh.

“Patience, princess,” he mumbles, his hot breath fanning over your skin. Your underwear dampens and he chuckled as the wet spot grows darker. He hooks his fingers onto your underwear, pulling them off painfully slow. It feels like a million years as you watch him drag them down to your feet. He discards them onto the floor, settling himself between your thighs.

He starts to nibble on the inner corner of your legs. You huff impatiently, tangling your fingers in his hair and trying to move him to where you want him. But he’s stronger than you. One of his hands takes yours, pinning it to the bed. Wet kisses line your legs. He sucks down on one of the most sensitive parts of your inner thighs, making you jolt.

“Please, Xavier. Please,” you gasp. “Please what, pretty?” he asks, his eyes meeting yours.

You groan internally. He looks so sexy between your thighs. Those big, innocent green eyes staring up at you. His pupils are blown and you can see your own reflection.

“If you don’t tell me what you want, I can’t give it to you,” he hums.

“Eat me out, please,” you moan pathetically. You feel his cheekbones raise against your skin as he smiles.

You watch as his mouth attaches to your clit. Your head lulls back in relief and pleasure. You feel his tongue flick your clit, rubbing circles against the throbbing bud. He brings his mouth down to your slit, slipping his tongue into your hole. He swirls his tongue, shaking his head from side to side.

His tongue lips a stripe up your pussy and lands back onto your clit. He sucks softly but firmly, taking the hand that isn’t holding yours and slowly inserting two fingers into your pussy. Your lips gush liquids, making a little puddle on his bedsheets. He begins to move his fingers inside of you, his tongue lapping around your clit.

“Fuu-uck, Xavier. Just like that, yeah, ju-just like that,” you praise, your hand gripping his hair. His pony tail falls out from your fingers and moving his head. His hair falls onto your skin, tickling you slightly.

You let out a breathy giggle. It gets swallowed up by a moan as he adds another finger. You spread your thighs, your muscles clenching his fingers. Your moans get louder, egging Xavier on. His lips suck on your skin as his tongue licks up and down your clit. His fingers move inside of you faster, more of your juices spilling out around his fingers. The only sounds in the room are your moans, your pussy, and his panting.

“Xavier, baby. I-I’m close,” you stammer. Your thighs enclose around his face. You begin to ride his tongue, your nails digging into the back of his neck. He lets go of your hand that he’s holding, gripping onto your thigh. He holds your leg close to his cheek, wanting - no needing - to be engulfed by your scent and taste. His fingers dig into your skin as his hand that’s fingering you begins to move faster.

“Ah, ah, ah!” you pant, your chest puffing up and down. Your tummy tightens and you feel like your bladders about to let lose. Your body comes to a stop, all the muscles in your body tightening. You come so hard, the hand that’s on his bed almost rips the sheets off.

He watches your face as you unravel, feeling his own underwear become wet with pre-cum. You’re so beautiful. The way your head is titled back, your mouth wide open. He loves the way your eyes are screwed shut in pleasure. He can’t help but smile, not being able to stop admiring you.

“Fuck, fuck, fuck,” you ramble. He slows his movements, stopping his fingers but keeping his tongue moving.

“Ohmygod, fuck. Xavier, please,” you begin to pull away from him, the stimulation almost painful.

He stops, sitting up on his knees. He sucks his fingers dry, running his other hand through his hair. He looks down at the puddle you made, a prideful smirk taking over his features.

“Someone was really wet,” he says. “Your fault,” you say.

“I guess it was,” he chuckles. He dives his head back down, kissing your calves all the way up to your face. You bask in his love, your body tingling in each place he kisses. He holds your sides gently, his hands snaking to the small of your back. He kisses you sweetly. You can taste yourself, your tongue running across his bottom lip to capture the tanginess.

“That feel good, gorgeous?” he asks against your lips. “So good,” you breathe out.

“I think we should start every morning off like that, yeah?” he suggests

“I’ll be exhausted every day, then,” you chuckle. He shrugs, one of his hands moving to the underside of your boob. “As long as you’re exhausted from me.”

“Oh, shut up,” you snort, rolling your eyes and pushing him away lightly.

“You would love that, too,” he smirks.

You shake your head with a big smile on your face. “You wish.”

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[ask-narratordoe]

Six Tumblr Fan Art Challenge: Complete!

Hi! Thank you all for your patience; I'm so happy I was able to draw some new faces, especially ones that were long overdue. Featuring @lovelockanswers, @lemon-sugarcoats-nothing, @matchakirin, @ask-coppertop, @chromacloud, and @askdaisydandfriemly.

I also want to thank everyone who left suggestions. I couldn't get to every single blog, of course, but I really appreciate everyone bringing attention to new blogs. Left to right: @askrosemaryandguru, @temper-temper, @ask-wizard-sunburst, @reversal-mushroom, @foodielovethealicorn, @ask-summer-epos, @jdeck306, @ask-coppertop, @torrentialchaos, @asktwilighteclipse, @ask-luna-and-discord, @lullabytundress, @allyooops, @painttasticpony, @ignus108, @mewskylar, and @vaderssolace.

And I have one more surprise... REVENGE!

I've gotten so much love from the community, and wanted to revenge at least a few of them.

@ask-healthy-light for this piece of Jasper, this piece of Narrator, AND a hair-down drawing of Narrator too. Revenge far overdue.

@asktheartpone for this recent Inktober feature and a Somepony Sunday from a while ago! Also far overdue.

@nopony-ask-mclovin for an amazing pointy pic.

@allyooops for featuring my pony in her own Fan Art Challenge.

@icarroteater for being included in their birthday post.

@lumiere-angel-90 for this cute birthday thank you.

Please, please, please show everyone featured in this post some love! You're all excellent and your designs are all so fun and it was an amazing experience to freshen up my drawing experience. Thank you all for lending me your characters, your suggestions, and your attention. -Mod Doe <3

Apologies in advance if anyone misses this post. It is long, and I'm not sure if tagging will work for every single blog. I hope you all get a chance to see it and like it!

[creepa-b0t-inc]

Made him a Pointy Pony instead of a normal pony

[thebrainrotsreal]

WORLD'S WORST DAD GETS PONY-IFIED!!! Nolan when I catch you, Nolan when I catch you Nolan- but made this mf a OP as fuck unicorn. Wings? Nah he just carries his own weight or makes one out of magic. Hair? Way longer mane 'cause unicorn. He gets a pointy, straight horn because he would use it like a spear and stab people with it. Eyes are red to match his magic color, no more baby blue for him. Banned. Fur pattern/marking looks like a mustache instead of being a mustache. Pony Name? Iron Hoof because something something strong as iron, could trample you, something, something.

[nopony-ask-mclovin]

Quick pointy pony for @rooster-does-art

[girldraki]

Update on the situation: It's bad. It's going bad

Speaking over women (meris) on their birthday because i discovered that horses can have curly hair and now demand that all our resources be devoted to figuring out how to stylize horse furries in a way we find suitably appealing

[annie-of-the-arts]

[id: three images of Doctor Rat. First is a reference image for his armored appearance, and the other two are concept sketches for that reference art. the image contains him standing idly, one hand on his hip with the other standing idly by. he's smiling simply. he's wearing medival-esque netherite armor, with little details all agross the metal plating such as hears, diamonds, and up and down arrow shapes to signify the dash present in the enchantment mod. he also has a pink skirt with heart plaid, harder, silver material at the end as a defense. the most noteworthy items on this armor are the gloves, which are sharp and well decorated, and the heels, which are pointy as well. next to him on the left is a netherite sword. the two guards are made out of two shouting rats, their tails entertwined. the pommel is also a rat head. as for the notes near Rat's head, the notes read: "-skirt is detachable, regular armor is underneath -can fight in heels. revels in it actually -hair is typically kept in a low pony during battle, one of the baggies on his belt has all of his "battle" hair ties." now, for the two sketches. the first has sketchwork containing the previously described armor, much simplier in sketch form. surronding it are three various action poses of Rat fighting. One notable sketch is next to these four. Rat is reaching down to his skirt, saying to a enemy "Hang on, i gotta readjust my skirt-" then, he catches them offguard by hitting them with it, saying "gotcha bitch." the second has him in more regal, threatening armor, with a cape, large shoulder armor, and a cape. end ids]

finally; doctor rat armor art!! this took a very long while due to procrastination + me not knowing what to do with the skirt but im very proud of the finished result. i've also featured the sketches just to show what usually goes into me designing characters!! also bc this is my first go at designing armor lol.

a fun fact about the skirt: that was actually a common fighting tactic!! not with skirts, but capes and cloaks were often used as weapons. they were heavy enough to hurt when hit, and hard/sharp objects were sewn on them at the end for this reason. as such, i thought it'd be fun to use that as a skirt for Rat since. to be honest its hard to picture him without that circular shaped shirt. regardless :-3 had a lot of fun with this

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[sunnibits]

is anyone else so tired of ai art that seeing “bad” beginner art is like. a huge relief. like I would rather see one million bad anatomy pointy anime girl mary sue ocs than have to look at a single ai generated image again. an 11 year old drawing fanart of my little pony will always be a thousand times more valuable and meaningful than some bullshit garbage someone generated with a machine that steals other people’s work because they couldn’t even be bothered to try and make it themselves.

to anyone out there who’s just starting out with art, or thinks their art is “bad” or “cringey”, please keep doing what you’re doing and don’t give up or turn to ai just because it’s easier. your creative expressions are infinitely important more than ever and they give me hope any time I see them <3