Ask Blacklin

ponybalderdashery:

askinquiry:

Ok guys, I’m going to level with you all here. As you have probably noticed on my lovely little blog, I hardly ever talk about my personal life, unless it has something to do with update problems. I’m going to talk about my personal life now, just so that you all know why I need to get some…

Promo it is

Reblogging to promo a damn good friend and probably the first I made here on Tumblr. She’s a great artist and a wonderful person and it sucks that she’s in that kind of a situation.

My gosh, she's rather adorable! She's come a long way since then?

berrycherrypitstop:

Oh, Ruby’s come a very long way since those pictures were taken! She still hates it when we show them off though. She’s a good kid, maybe too serious at times. 

Phfft, actually you’d think with her attitude that she’d be Carrot’s kid and not Berry’s. Dinky’s kinda the same way. She some times acts more like Berry than she does her mom!

~Cherry

berrycherrypitstop:

I’m going to go dunk my head in water or something.

~Berry

Scootaloo: Twin Tease

    Scootaloo had just returned home when an orb pops into existence next to her. The sudden and loud crack that came with its arrival caused the teen pegasus to give a yell of surprise and fall back on her rump.

    She mutters lowly as she gets back to her feet, casting a glare at the offending magical item. It takes a few moments for the question her alternate self had asked, but when it does she goes bright red, running up to her room and locking the door. Leaving her mother to wonder what just happened.

    It was a vain hope as she finds out. The orb phases through her door and opens back up into its window, the image of her alternate self once more asking her question. The pegasus mare does her best to avoid answering, hiding her head under a pillow in the hopes that the orb would close and fade away, leaving her in peace.

    When five minutes pass by and each punctuated by the question repeated, she gives a soft sigh and crawls out from under the pillow, turning her gaze to the image.

    “Why not Blacklin?” She asks. “Because he’s like an older brother to me, that’s why! He may not talk about it much, but when Dash is busy and the other Crusaders are busy with their sisters, he takes time to hang out with me.”

    She gives a soft huff and crosses her forehooves over her chest.

    “The better question is why are you so hung up on him.” A sly grin crosses over her face and her eyes narrow. “Oh, maybe it’s you who’s got a thing for him. Why don’t you do all that stuff you just said and dimension hop over here and try your luck, huh? See how well that goes for you!”

    She gives another soft huff of annoyance and tosses her pillow at the orb. The magical artifact shimmers, dissipating briefly before reforming into its orb form.

Blacklin: Help?

The orb appearing and opening into a window next to Blacklin causes nether pony nor gryphon to be surprised. Blacklin had gotten so used to it acting weird by this point that he pretty much expected the same behavior from it as he did from Pinkie and Scoots, after seeing what Sweetie had done earlier, was already expecting it to do odd things. The question alternate Scootaloo asked though caused an immediate response.

    “She what?!” Blacklin exclaims, starring at the image in shock. “Oh for the love of Glory’s mercy, what did she get herself involved in this time?”

    Scootaloo, however, turns pure red, falling back on her haunches. She shakes her head rapidly and waves her forelegs in front of her.

    “What? Nonononononono!” she comments. “That’s not why I’m asking at all! Honest! I mean, yeah, it’s kinda of a bummer that Sweetie’s trying things with Evening Light and Bloom has been dating Featherweight over the last year, but still!”

    She gives a sigh and looks at Blacklin.

    “You don’t think that, right?” she asks, giving him a pleading look as she does.

    The gryphon sighs and looks between her and the orb’s image. His mind was currently worried about his friend. It was small comfort that it was “nearly killed”. That meant that she wasn’t and if it’d been worse, well, there’d been more panic.

    “I don’t know what to think right now,” he replies at last. “It was kinda sudden though.”

    “I know and I didn’t mean to drop it on you like that,” Scootaloo admits. “Just, how often am I able to talk to you alone? You’re usually with your sister lately and if not with her, then you’re with Roseluck or Pinkie.”

    Blacklin is quiet for a few moments and then nods slowly. It wasn’t as if he could deny that claim. The past week had been comprised of a lot of catching up with Moonlight as well as keeping her from making her wing worse. He just wished she’d understand that in a few more weeks, the cast could come off and she’d be free to stretch and strengthen the wing.

    “So what’s your reasoning?” He asks, admittedly curious to why the young pegasus would want to work with him.

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Blackiln: Confusion

    Blackin walks quietly back towards his home. Rarity had kept him busy most of the afternoon and it wasn’t until Sweetie Belle had returned did the fashion mare finally let him leave. Of course, the news the younger mare had brought left Blacklin chuckling. It had seemed that his teasing finally pushed Sweetie to confess her feelings to Evening and that things had gone well.

    The news made him happy and he saw the irony in it. After all the teasing Evening had done about how things had progressed between himself and Pinkie not to mention the extra teasing about how long it had taken him to realize just how Roseluck felt…  Well, it was fitting for the younger stallion to have a taste of it as well.  

    Actually, it was a slight bit of sweet revenge as well. Evening would never admit it, but Blacklin knew that his friend had a secret thing for both Sweetie Belle and Apple Bloom. It was his nervousness about their age difference that had kept him from doing anything. A moot point, of course, since that by Ponyville standards Sweetie Belle was considered a full and consensual adult now.  For all practical purposes, you were considered an adult once you became sixteen. The only thing you weren’t allowed to do at that age was go and get yourself wasted at a bar. That didn’t come until seventeen.

    “Well,” the gryphon says to himself softly, “I hope that he’s happy with what he’s got now.”

    “Hope who’s happy with what?” came the familiar voice of Scootaloo from behind him. The gryphon gave a slight start at the young pegasus’ voice and turned to look at her. She grinned a bit and waved a hoof at him, hovering with her scooter as she follows.

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I say we start refering to a group of gryphons as a gaggle. A gaggle of gryphons.

ponybalderdashery:

azula-griffon:

That sounds like gargle and I don’t want to associate a group of griffs with a gross noise :U

Hey wait a second!

No wait it is a gross noise

Carry on

What’s wrong with being referred to a flock of gryphons or a pride of gryphons?

scootalootheadventurer:

If you follow my personal blog you know that I have a deep love for the United States, last time I was there it was like a dream come true! But it ended pretty badly and a little traumatic to be honest. BUT! Nontheless, that’s not going to stop me from going back and relive the dream, this time hopefully without bad experiences! I would love to have my first convention experience as a seller, to meet a LOT of new people I met over this year and to interact with all the people, fans, buyers and maybe even future fans in person!!

And it is thanks to you all that I miiiight just be able to do that! This con is a great opportunity for me to expand my limits, see where I can push my art, and use whatever profit I make to keep me afloat; with your help I’m sure it will be an AWESOME ride!

So take your pick and help me get there, please! :D

ponidoodles:

ponidoodles:

So 4000 followers!! sweet dayum!! it’s totally Giveaway time!! Thank you soo so much!!
The first winner will get:
A shaded drawing of one pony.
The second winner will get:
A flat-colored drawing of one pony
The third winner will get:
A clean sketch of 1 pony.
Here are the rules:
You don’t have to be following me.
Reblog and like once per account. If it’s a sideblog, tag it with your main blog’s name.
Giveaway blogs and side blogs are okay.
You must have your asks open.
There will be 3 winners chosen by random draw.
If there are any problems, questions, or concerns, message me.
Contest ends June 15th

Re posting this!! 4 days left!!

ponidoodles:

ponidoodles:

So 4000 followers!! sweet dayum!! it’s totally Giveaway time!! Thank you soo so much!!

The first winner will get:

  • A shaded drawing of one pony.

The second winner will get:

  • A flat-colored drawing of one pony

The third winner will get:

  • A clean sketch of 1 pony.

Here are the rules:

  • You don’t have to be following me.
  • Reblog and like once per account. If it’s a sideblog, tag it with your main blog’s name.
  • Giveaway blogs and side blogs are okay.
  • You must have your asks open.
  • There will be 3 winners chosen by random draw.
  • If there are any problems, questions, or concerns, message me.
  • Contest ends June 15th

Re posting this!! 4 days left!!

Derpy: Acceptance and Understanding

    Seeing Sweetie kiss Evening Light caused a cascade of conflicted feelings inside of Derpy. Despite what some residents of Ponyville thought, she wasn’t stupid or oblivious to the things going on around her. In fact, she probably knew more about what was going on in Ponyville than just about any one else, save for probably Pinkie and the workers at The Carrot’s Top. She knew that Sweetie had a crush on Evening. The pegasus had been watching it bloom since stallion began teaching the younger mare.

    So why didn’t she do anything about it when she noticed? Well, if is honest with herself, it was because she found it cute. Memories of having a crush when she was Sweetie’s age had flooded back to Derpy and it had kept her from saying anything. Another part of it was curiosity. Deep down, at least some part of herself had been curious if Sweetie would ever act on that crush and wondered how Evening would react.

    She could have never guessed that the younger unicorn would reveal it by kissing Evening and especially right in front of her like that. It was even more surprising to see her boyfriend kiss Sweetie right back. While she had watched, the thought of wondering just how good a kisser the other mare was crossed her mind ever so briefly.

    What caught her attention, however, was Sweetie Belle’s reaction right after the kiss was broken. The poor dear was so scared and Derpy couldn’t have blamed her. It hadn’t been hard to tell that the unicorn had been afraid that she or even worse, Evening, was going to scold her for the kiss and kick her out.

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