#they were the thing that caused my initial terror hyperfixation i think. they make me crazy!

[toastytrusty]

goodsir and hickey dynamic makes me feel so crazy despite not being super major. the way goodsir is the only character in the show who is never once fooled by hickey. how he is only ever entirely unphased. goodsir calling hickey out in front of all his lackeys to be careful because of his lashing injuries, unbothered by, or perhaps because of, the possibility of hickey not wanting to appear weak in front of them. hickey glazing goodsir trying to get information out of him and goodsir just smiling and completely calling out what he's trying to do, questioning if it ever really works. something about how hickey uses pity as a manipulation tactic, and goodsir is never once susceptible to his manipulation, but hickey tries to get pity from him anyway. the way goodsir Sees hickey in a way no one else does. the way he understands him uniquely and entirely. the way hickey becomes someone who is dangerous and violent and it culminates in him killing and eating those closest to him. how goodsir denies him that culmination of his descent into madness in regards to him by killing himself, so hickey cannot kill him, and poisoning his skin, so hickey cannot eat him. of course that's not his intent with the poison but it does work out that way narratively. it's less of a wolf's favorite lamb situation and more of goodsir repeatedly undermining the wolf's attempts against him. and yet. hickey still erodes enough of goodsir to get him to betray himself. goodsir poisoned himself after hodgson telling him he wanted hickey dead. he did it to kill hickey. but hickey didn't eat him and hickey didn't get sick. yet everyone else at that camp, the fine people goodsir likely saw as redeemable, Were hurt by it. they both undermine each other right to the very end. neither of them win but both of them succeed. the pointless tragedy of it. the mutual loss and mutual thematic satisfaction. Gnawing at the bars of my enclosure

[cobalt-breezes]

First things First: introductions!

HOWDY HEY THERE!!!

My name is Koda and I’m a 19 year old trans man who hyperfixates on my little pony a concerning amount.

my pronouns are he/him, they/them, or ix/ix.

If you want a semblance of normal art, and not drawings of two ponies who have never interacted once in canon being gay, then check out my art blog, @kodartarang 

If you like the idea of seeing funky, weird, niche art for the warriors fandom, I also run the blog @warrior-cat-furby teehee. It’s a warrior cats design blog where I draw warrior cat characters but as furbies (specifically, the way I imagine they would look if they were real creatures. My designs for furbies are not at all canon to the toy line lmfao, especially since a lot of my furby designs are based on odd-bodies).

You can also follow my main blog, @kodangaroo​ , but there is no organization to what I reblog on that one. So like. You may experience something similar to what happened recently, where I reblogged nothing but Scolipede posts for at least half an hour and terrorized my followers’ dashboards with bug horse.

Now onto the blog!

I got the idea one fair evening when I was scrolling through @/msponies (not tagging her bc I’m not sure if she'd want to be tagged in a post like this !). She had posted a crack-ship fan-child design post that featured Zephyr Breeze and Prince Blueblood. 

My initial response was "hoho! This idea is obsurd! Heehee! How funny! I will imagine them being gay for only a moment, to make myself laugh! haha! heehee! hoho!" But then I actually imagined it for real and whoopsies, I couldn't stop thinking about the idea for a while!

What got me intrigued first was how these two characters would very much exhibit an "opposites attract" nature. And like many others, I am a SUCKER for common relationship tropes in LGBTQ+ pairings.

Prince Blueblood, like many ponies of course, lives up to his name. He is snooty, upper-class, uptight, and holds himself to a very high standard. Zephyr Breeze, on the other hoof hand is aloof. He may be prideful like Blueblood, but in an entirely different way. He holds his appearance in a different way (the messy hair, the facial hair shadow), rather than the prim and proper way Blueblood holds his appearance.

I imagine that the way their relationship progresses, it would be very similar to "Rivals-to-Friends-to-Lovers" (yet another trope I'm a sucker for lmfao). In the beginning, after they first meet, Blueblood is very judgemental of Zephyr. The two butt heads a lot. Zephyr constantly teases Blueblood ("Weeell hello there, your highness, your coat is as perfectly and pretentiously groomed as ever I see!"), an Blueblood absolutely abhors it. But somehow they just keep running into each other, despite their desperate attempts to do otherwise. Eventually... The teasing and jabs become less rude and insulting and more... Friendly. At some point, the two of them don't really mind the incidental run-ins as much.

Zephyr Breeze invites Blueblood to a get-together in ponyville with his sister and a few friends. Blueblood, of course, over-dresses for the occasion and is a little bit surprised to see everybody dressed very casually, telling jokes, and laughing loudly.

He's not sure why, but... he kind of enjoyed it. All the social gatherings Blueblood had been to before were uptight and everybody expected him to have the highest of manners. It was nice to let loose.

Blueblood doesn't really know how to express his appreciation for being included, so he does the only thing he can think of; he invites Zephyr to a high-class social gathering at the castle. Zephyr has never been to one, but he appreciates the invite and decides to go. If Blueblood could let loose for a couple hours and take part in a casual hangout between friends in ponyville, then surely Zephyr could manage to fit in with the upper class for a few measely minutes at least. Unfortunately it doesn't go very well; he didn't have any outfits that lived up to the standards of the other attendees, and he ended up being mocked by everyone. Plus, he ate too many of the h'ourderves (how the FUCK do you spell that) and everybody looked at him weirdly, and every time he tried to crack a joke to the crowd they didn't exactly appreciate it. He ended up leaving early, whispering some excuse to Blueblood ("yeaaaaaahhhh... family matters, it's uh. A family emergency yeah, and you know how mom and dad can't get by in these things without me. You know how it is."), and escapes to a nearby bakery where he's the only customer in at the moment.

To his surprise, the door opens to reveal... Prince Blueblood.. Blueblood reveals that he figured Zephyr would be there, and decided to come and check on him ("One must guaruntee that their... acquaintence... will not cause any trouble, of course.")

After a long silence, Blueblood apologizes. "I should have known that a social gathering such as that one would not be a very comfortable place for you."

"Did you just... apologize?"

As the two grow closer, they both learn how to better themselves. Zephyr already had the help of his sister to learn how to push through, get things done, and actually take care of himself, but now he has Blueblood to help him keep track of some of the things he says that may be a bit... "uncouth". And Blueblood learns how to let loose, treat others equally, and just... how to be someone people enjoy talking to. And he learns how to have fun! He didn't know how to do that before.

They don't really say it outright-- they're still working on that-- but there's no denying that there's something there. They move in together. They laugh together. They help each other. They become better, together.