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OJ's self-conscious, even as he's found his new favorite thing.
Bookmarked by diskinserted (kdotism)
19 Apr 2026
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a different Angel wakes up in the hospital.
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chasing the sky by icecreamcake54
Fandoms: My Little Pony, My Little Pony Generation 4: Friendship is Magic (Cartoon 2010), My Little Pony Generation 4: Equestria Girls (Cartoon 2013)
30 Dec 2023
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Ah, the last year of high school, when students start pondering their futures. 17-year-old Applejack has... other problems. She's a long way from home, for one, and she knows home is the only place she's going back to after she graduates. Applejack is okay with this, but when she sees Rainbow Dash, soaring ever high, achieving her dreams, that doesn't stop her from wondering what it's like to fly.
Oh, and she's also in love with Rainbow, who's leaving the country in less than a year. That too.
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then we took the gold-flecked road by icecreamcake54
Fandoms: My Little Pony, My Little Pony Generation 4: Equestria Girls (Cartoon 2013)
15 May 2022
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"See?" Rainbow had to avert her gaze, ignoring the way her voice was cracking every other word and how her face felt like it was going to burn right off. "It's, it's just really weird! Like, we already know each other and everything."
"But I don't get it," Applejack frowned, furrowing her brows, "If I like you, and ya like me, then ain't the answer plain an' simple?” She spread her arms like it was the most obvious thing in the world. “We go out."
(Or: Rainbow Dash and Applejack go on their first date. Rainbow has no idea what she's doing, but things work out, somehow.)
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I’ll sketch your lips in pastel tones (paint your mouth to match my own) by olivesnoranges
Fandoms: Bottoms (2023)
05 Sep 2023
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Would she start with her eyes, if she were to give in to the urge? She lets her own flit between the other’s, green fixed on brown as she studies them. Notes how expressive they are, how intent her gaze is on her work. Maybe she’d start with her hair, dark and thick and pretty.
Maybe, she thinks as her eyes drop to watch Josie’s lips, she’d start there. Right at the bow of them, making her way down. Her jaw, the curving slope of her neck.