Imagine Hobie Stripping A Mlp Figure Of Its Mane, And With The Help Of Miles, He Spray Painted It Red

Imagine Hobie stripping a mlp figure of its mane, and with the help of Miles, he spray painted it red and blue and black, with some bright orange and yellow patches on it, and put the anarchy symbol on its behind with a sharpie. He essentially created his own ponysona, and made it some custom wicks by needlepointing some wicks and hot gluing them onto the pony figure.

Everybody so creative 🙂

No but fr, this sounds so funny. Knowing Hobie it'd probably look really good too. He'd probably create one for all the arachkids to give to them and probably sneak Mayday one (because Peter lame and probably wouldn't let Hobie give her one hence the sneaking)

And then they all go on magical make believe adventures with their ponysonas

So...minecraft?

No spells!

Only potions!

Lucet City

Again, posted to my AO3 under the same user.

The city burned its sleepless energy through its shining billboards and blaring music. The busy energy screamed with the most colourful of lights and lightshows, sleepless civilians tore through the glowing streets and into the night.

Cars and busses moved along the bustling streets, music pouring out the wound-down windows and into the crowds of people who screamed their hearts out. Burning positive energy radiated in the form of people partying their lives away to enjoy what could be their last moment. The glow of Lucet City was unlike any other set of skyscrapers, for the pulsing vivacity tore at the seams of sanity, and such power from the people powered the city to its core.

Even in the rain, people’s energy glowed from their hearts. Songs beating in time with heart rate, burning away at the feeling of pain as a storm might rage outside the windows of cars and apartments full of joy and song. People still danced in the confines of their homes, despite being trapped inside to ignore the desolate streets, empty from the usual feeling of freedom in the sun, or escape in the night.

Music in the city blared bars from every apartment, sometimes in sync and others each with their own voice in taste. The strength it gave people passing shops was just so strong, you couldn't help but to smile away the overflowing positive energy. The overwhelming positive vibes from all the different music styles from shop windows drew people in, like a warm hug after a long day. The vibrancy brimmed out of everyone and everything, draining away the sadness.

Your dada is holding ur hand 🤲

I don't normally include error and cross in the bad sanses posts but because some of u simp for them too so why not add em :))

Nightmare belongs Jokublog Killer belongs to RahafWabas Dust belongs to Ask-DustTale Horror belongs to Sour-Apple-Studios Error belongs to CrayonQueen Cross belongs to JakeiArtwork

me: *having an episode and waiting for my gf to leave me bc I'm ruining our date*

gf: hey, it's okay I'm here. what can i do for you, can i hold you?

one day, you all will have that person who won't leave no matter how hard shit gets. that person who will not blame you for your emotions and reactions. that person who will listen to you and understand you.

because you deserve it

you deserve someone who will take time for you

sooner or later, someone will love you I promise <3

I need two ppl who team up against me and just wanna just kiss me all over my face and cheeks and neck until I'm a giggly mess but I don't want it to stop bc i love cutesy shit like that