grimfeathers:

((ooc: A few headcannons I have about griffon government and society. If you don’t like them I won’t use them.

  1. The Griffons have a ‘king‘“nestmother”, though only in the vaguest sense. The kingnestmother is elected for life by the heads of the great houses (rather than being an inherited position) and has very little actual power. Officially she mediates major disputes that involve more than two great houses, but mostly he just acts as someone for the other nations to call the griffon kingnestmother. In contrast to the family leadership, the kingnestmother is almost always female.
  2. In addition to the 14 great houses, there are innumerable minor houses. Minor houses have little political clout on their own, and most are aligned with one of the great houses.
  3. Each great house has its own laws that govern those that live in their territories. There are a few universal laws (mostly involving trade and tax collection). Universal laws can only be enacted by a unanimous vote by the heads of the great houses, which in practice happens pretty much never.
  4. Despite their bravado, griffons don’t actually eat ponies very often, partially because it makes their already strained relations with Equestria even worse, and partially because eating sapient beings just isn’t healthy (complex nervous systems can carry all sorts of nasty diseases).
  5. Polygamy is the norm. Griffons are SUPER loyal. Lions keep in the same prides, eagles only have one mate at a time, and original Gilda said so. Also honour is VERY important in Griffon society, so cheating and stuff is just noot done.
  6. Like lions, bisexuality is almost universal among griffons. Females are more likely to establish permanent relationships with other females, while males tend towards brief flings (among griffons, that is. Two male griffons are generally too competitive with each other to remain together long. Stallion/griffon relationships are another matter). (Guess which way the Gideon doth swing?)

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(( I’ve changed some of these because reasons :L ))

((ooc: The powerless male figurehead king and polygamy were both from the way lion prides operate. I didn’t draw much from eagles since their society (or even if they have one beyond mated pairs) isn’t well understood by biologists.))

Some ponies seem to be a bit slow on the uptake.
Who knows? Somepony might come by trying to sell Us a set of the Encyclopaedia Equestria next.

Some ponies seem to be a bit slow on the uptake.

Who knows? Somepony might come by trying to sell Us a set of the Encyclopaedia Equestria next.

Could I interest you in buy a safety torch?
Anonymous

No, could not ‘interest Us in buy a safety torch’.

*Nightmare Moon slams the door in the salesman’s face.*

Wait, weren’t door-to-door salesponies rendered an anachronism by the coming of the ponynet?

My Luna was older then 14 when it happened, though, perhaps not maturity wise. I am unsure what set it off exactly. I believe over time she simply grew bitter of the ponies around her. *She shakes her head a little.* During those older times her night was not appreciated as much as it should have been, she poured her very soul into it and the vast majority slept through it. I believe it simply made her snap over time. *She sighs and lowers her head.* I should have done more for her.

*Nightmare Moon nods.* As you can guess from the lack of guests at her 14th birthday, things went very much the same way for Our Luna.

Tell Us, once you recognised what was happening, did you try to do anything? Did you comfort her, find companions for her, anything?

no you stupid hoofbeast just get off me i need to go talk to fef the livvin one that i didnt cull

*Nightmare Moon gives a cute little sigh, then slowly lets him go, her hooves trailing over his body as she releases him.* Aw, the poor boy’s shy…

*She turns around and starts to leave, then gives a little flick with her tail and rump.* Let Us know if you change your mind. We’ll be waiting.~

==> You start to lose it. If this bitch wants to play, you'll play. All you need to do is grab your wan- science stick, and then we'll see who's playin- No, bad, this is how you felt before you killed Fef. You don't want to do that again. Relax. RELAX. >Relaxing, you close your eyes and let her get on with it, determined to not react in any way. (( Resend ))

*Nightmare Moon moves her mouth up to Eridan’s ear, being sure to brush it up against him on the way up.*

*She says in a deep, sultry voice:* Would you like Us to show you pleasure unbounded?~

@Nightmare Moon

lunaanswers:

ask-nightmaremoon:

Change the timeline? *Her eyes narrow.* How far along did he get? As far as you can tell, did he get anywhere close to success?

Well, he DEFINITELY didn’t get to success. I punched him.

What We’re worried about is that the timeline may have been altered without either of us realising it. He could have tampered with your past, which then lead to you preventing his trip. The resulting paradox could be responsible for letting… ‘things’ in, things that may be causing your change.

Unfortunately We cannot tell whether this is the case or not. If he altered you before we split, We would be altered as well (and hence blind to the alterations).

*Frau smiles warmly and trots over, she gets under the wing and commences the snuggling, along with the purring*

*Nightmare Moon closes the wing around Frau like a blanket.*

@Nightmare Moon

lunaanswers:

ask-nightmaremoon:

Of course. We will aid you however We can.

Do you have any idea what precipitated the change? Did anything unusual happen that you’re aware of?

Well, he was about to do something with this time/space device, like, change the timeline, so, I guess I kind of…Snapped.

Change the timeline? *Her eyes narrow.* How far along did he get? As far as you can tell, did he get anywhere close to success?

Hating your blood colour: The blog.

tuhpinkavenger:

ask-nightmaremoon:

((ooc: I don’t know how it works, but my great uncle (who did a tour in the Pacific in WWII) explained to me in needlessly specific detail one family Christmas dinner that people shot in the liver bleed purplish black.

Family gatherings with my father’s side of the family are weird.))

Look down at yourself.

*Avenger hates seeing proof of her inferiority, but does as asked and looks at the bullet hole.*

Is… A-are yuh tryin’ tuh TRICK ME?

*She coughs, a bubble of blood forming at the corner of her mouth.*

No, no tricks. That blood is your own, unaltered save for what your own body does to it.