…We thought We had made Our policy regarding faithfulness abundantly clear.

Good.

There are a few ways We can do this. Do you have any preferences?

YOU!

*Nightmare Moon chases after her, her horn flaring red as bolts of lightning fly everywhere.*

((ooc: THIS SONG.

THIS FUCKING SONG.

EVERY YEAR. OVER AND OVER AND OVER!!!!!!!!

YE GODS HOW I HATE THIS SONG!))

*Nightmare Moon sits down in a huff after the Avenger leaves, leading to a loud !BANG! as the whoopie cushon bursts from her heavy flop. She jumps up.*

SPIES! SPIES EVERYWHERE!

Guards! Round up everypony in the castle! We’ll ferret out the spies!

*Sigh* Must We do so immediately? Can We not let him suffer, just for a little while?

*Nightmare Moon tears into the nearby couch, shredding it, searching for any sort of hidden transmitter that could be trying to implant thoughts into her head.*

*Nightmare Moon just stands there, blinking.*

…What?

There are foals and there are foals. If the foal in question does not desire the act, then yes, it would be rape. If they do, on the other hoof, it would not be.

You forget, dear Starbuck. Compared to Us and other royal alicorns, all ponies are foals.

tuhpinkavenger:

ask-nightmaremoon:

pinch-harmonic:

asklemontarts:

askspikesomething:

askstarbuck:

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sovietdash:

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[reblogging this just because]

A Twilight Sparkle toy. Sweet :D

My iPod. Again.

(*was leaning on left hand*….. =D I’m a pony!… or is it just my head…. if its just my head, then I am dead =( )

((My floor….))

((My tablet pen.

Well this is gonna be fun!))

((My pants…. this’ll be awkward ))

((….A bottle of root beer. Yay? xD))

((ooc: My chest…

I imagine Pinkie Pie jumping out of it like a chestburster from Alien.))

((ooc: Why am I not surprised that image already exists?))