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    May

    askcharliefoxtrot:

    Sorry Gypsy Rose, but I think I’ve got other plans tonight. I hope you found someone to go to prom with!

    Ask Charlie Foxtrot #030: Ballroom Blitz

    ((Yeah, I had this pencil’d when my laptop died, so this is pretty out of date. Sorry folks, but I think I’m back.))

    You are here for the cupcakes aren’t you?

    ((oh god this entire thing, lmao))

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    25
    May
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    Fuck prom. Prom is stupid. Cake is fun. 

  3. 28
    21
    May
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    katisconfused:

    breakdancingzombie:

    Surprise fanart for Kat because… I don’t know I was in the mood for MLP!

    I don’t honestly care much for fan pony characters but I’ve always really enjoyed Dusty the Pegasi. Btw, technically speaking this is my first full Sai made drawing (the other one was sketched by hand, this was done completely digitally from sketch to complete piece).

    Also I think I may go back to solid shading despite having fun with all these pattern type brushes xD

    So enjoy!

    My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic belongs to Hasbro/Lauren Faust
    Dusty belongs to Kat

    ;-; it is so lovely thank you

  4. 51
    17
    May
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    katisconfused:

    Commission for Daetrin of a scene from his fanfic Off The Edge Of The Map :)

    Drawing things that are made of fire especially when it is not fire colored is really hard ok.

    Commission info is here.

    (I’ve run out of ones too do now)

    Off topic what IDK what you mean.

  5. 66
    14
    May

    katisconfused:

    YOU HAVE BEEN BUTTED TROLLRAIPONY!

    This is close enough to being a proper update so I will reblog it here

  6. 62
    12
    May

    Ok fine those are some dangerous caterpillars…

  7. 15
    11
    May

    Caution: Grooming May Result In Injury To Groomer (Dust Cloud Visit)

    ask-forest-feather:

    Forest Feather revised his initial assumption that he’d had worse cases of wings needing grooming down.  This was up there with the record keepers.

    It wasn’t just Dust Cloud’s motions either though they certainly weren’t helping.  After being tied down she still squirmed and all out laughed sometimes to the point of tears.  Apparently it was just too unusual a sensation.  There had been a couple gasps of pain involved when Feather had realigned some very wayward primaries, but fortunately they were few and far between.

    No, the worst part of this was, he guessed, that she’d never once had them properly professionally groomed or even given them a serious grooming herself.  There was a lot Feather would give to know how that came about.  But it wasn’t his place to pry.

    The key fact is that this was taking all his skill as a groomer to pull off.  He’d completed one wing and was already sweating and sore.  But the feathers were neatly aligned and groomed, shining softly from the addition of a bit of oil he kept just for such occasions to add to their sheen and help encourage good blood flow throughout the wings and blood-feathers.  Now was the time to tackle the other wing.

    “Gotta admit, this isn’t quite what I expected,” Dust Cloud said as Feather shifted sides.  “I do feel a difference though.”  At these words she flexed the wing in and out before leaving it spread.

    “Good, or bad?”  Feather asked with a minor amount of apprehension.  His concern was allayed slightly with a shake of her head. “Hard to say.  Just… different.”

    With that, Feather returned to grooming.  Another hour of some of the hardest work in his life, and he only had one feather left to align.  He carefully nipped at its base, and tugged, trying to get it into alignment.  Unfortunately for him this caused Dust Cloud to react rather violently.  Her whole body twitched, and the binding on one hind leg came free as she jerked resulting in a hoof being planted squarely against Feather’s cutie mark.  The stallion was sent flying.

    Dust Cloud looked back in shock.  “Oh geez, are you okay?”

    Feather laid upside down on the floor with a walleyed expression.  “Oooh that one was a doozy.  I think it’s all good now… I’m gonna need to lay down after this.”

  8. 16
    7
    May

    You Want Me To Do What? (Dust Cloud Visit)

    ask-forest-feather:

    “…What.”

    The look of complete shock and unamused distrust made Forest Feather grin and lean away, rubbing the back of his head with a hoof.  He quickly began to explain.  “It’s actually quite normal!  Some of my clients have a hard time being groomed and often for the very same reason you just reacted to.  To help them get the proper grooming their limbs are carefully lashed to the massage table.  However it’s a special knot, that allows the pony bound to quickly free themselves.  You’d be in total control.”

    Throughout his explanation Dust Cloud’s expression never changed.  As he finished she leaned in and whispered, “Oh yeah? Everfree Forest didn’t raise no fool, how can I trust that?”

    Feather sighed.  This wasn’t the first time THAT had been asked either.  “Here, let me show you.”

    The stallion trotted around Dust Cloud’s still outstretched wing, up to beside her forehoof.  Fumbling under the edge of the table for a moment, a deep purple silken scarf fell free.  One end was obviously tied under table.  With the other end free, Feather quickly took it between his teeth and wrapped it around his hoof to begin tying the knot.  It was harder to do with only his teeth and one hoof, but after a few moments he got it twisted, and a sizable length of the scarf still dangled freely.  By way of explanation he gave his hoof a tug that was hard enough to make the table jolt.  Then however he took the free end of the scarf in his teeth and gave a pull on it.  The knot fell away as loose silk once more, and the bound hoof was free.

    Dust Cloud was intrigued. “Do that again!”  So for three more times Feather repeated the exercise, the last time on Dusty’s hoof.  As she pulled the scarf and freed her hoof, she gave Feather a quick smile.  “When this is done can you teach me that knot?  Might come in handy someday.”

    “So I take it you’re willing to continue then?  It’s no problem to teach you the knot.”

    “Sure.  Let’s do this!”  And much to his surprise, she gave him a quick grin.

  9. 25
    7
    May

    Emergency Grooming, Stat! (Dust Cloud Visit)

    ask-forest-feather:

    Dust Cloud followed Forest Feather into the back massage room.  The light was soft coming in the big rear window, and a pair of small lanterns on the walls helped illuminate the rest of the space.  Taking up a good portion of the room were the massage tables.  Feather quickly walked to the nearest before turning around and tapping it with a hoof.  “If you hop up here, I can get started in a moment.”

    “Just up there?  Nothing else?”  Dust Cloud seemed unsure of the whole process, but at Feather’s smile she clambered up to the top of the massage table.

    Turning her head she caught sight of Feather preparing to work by rinsing hooves and muzzle gently under some flowing water.  Feather could feel her eyes on the back of his head as he did this.  After a few moments of prepwork however he returned to the table, standing at her side.

    He gazed at her teal eyes as he smiled.  “As a first timer, you may be a bit surprised by the grooming.  Wings are sensitive normally and grooming can really bring that out.  So don’t be surprised by it.  If at any time things get uncomfortable just let me know.  It certainly wouldn’t be the first time I’ll have to change tactics for a grooming.  Ready?”

    His advice was met with a nod. “Go ahead.”

    Forest Feather decided to start easy on the largest outside primary.  That feather should have less sensitivity in general, due to the forces it normally would receive in flight.  But no sooner had he started the light pressure of aligning it did Dust Cloud begin twitching, her feather almost jerking out from between his teeth.  A glance up at her showed the mare to be grinning sheepishly, as she visibly tried to relax. “Sorry!”

    “It’s fine!”  Feather reassured her, but within moments his second attempt had a similar reaction.  This time with an accompanying giggle no less.

    “I’m sorry, it’s ticklish!”  She said to him, a mild blush forming on her cheeks.  Feather thought for a moment.  Ticklish clients weren’t unheard of, though it was a bit unusual… and he did have a solution.  So with a quick tap of his hoof on the massage table he said to her, “That’s all right… We could try something.  How would you feel about being tied down?”

    “… What.”

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    3
    May

    Walk Ins (Dust Cloud Visit)

    ask-forest-feather:

    It was late morning when Forest Feather heard the jingle of the front door bell.  He looked up from the paper laid out on his front counter to smile at the newcomer.  “Welcome to Feathers and Rest!  I’m Forest Feather, what can I do for you?”

    Before him was a gray coated pegasus with a dusty white mane.  He’d not seen her around before, so she must either be new to the area or visiting from afar.  He’d gotten a few remote pegasi customers lately, which he took to mean word of his spa was spreading.  But this pegasus looked a bit confused, and he watched her look around the entry room with a confused expression.  “Just what is this place?”  She finally said.

    Feather stepped out from behind the counter.  “Ah!  Simple enough, Feathers and Rest is a spa that caters to ponies looking to get groomed, with a special focus on pegasi wing and feather grooming.  I used to be based up in Cloudsdale but I’ve expanded here recently to help improve business.  If you have any questions I’d be happy to answer them, miss…” He trailed off, hoping she’d fill in the blank as to her name for him.

    “Oh, I’m Dust Cloud.  Just call me Dusty,” she said after a moment, sounding a bit unsure.  “So… you specialize in feathers and wings?”

    The stallion put on a warm smile.  “Absolutely.  Feather grooming is in fact my special talent.”

    She paused for a moment, glancing at her wings, and then with a bit of a sheepish grin stuck forward one wing.  “So what’d you be able to do with mine?”

    The poor wing.  It was pretty clear to Forest Feather’s trained eyes that it’d been rarely and inexpertly groomed, and likely had been injured at some point.  It was not going to be a simple grooming job to get those wings back in shape!  Without even realizing it he’d winced and leaned back. “Oh, oh my…”

    Dusty’s face fell as she saw his reaction, but Feather swiftly smiled nodded. “Well, it’d require a bit of work, but I’ve seen worse wings!  If you’re up for a grooming, we could get started…” He beckoned to the back room, sunlight streaming in through the windows of the larger rear massage space.  If she agreed it would be a challenge, but never let it be said the stallion wasn’t up to any task put before him!

    ((story to go with the picture))

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Hey there.

My name is Dust Cloud, but you can call me Dusty.

I live on the edge of the Everfree Forest and work as a guide for anypony who needs help getting through the forest or finding something in it.

All posts will be at least partially drawn, including reblogs.

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