Ask Snow Storm

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Snow mod- I guess you don’t see many girls at halloween, do you?

Snow Storms halloween costume 2014.

Snow Storms halloween costume 2014.

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As his song ended, Snow shyly moved closer, her fingers twisting as she nervously smiled at the earth stallion.
She had seen him around school, but he wasn’t part of her social group…her old social group…one she no longer felt very welcome in…She couldn’t help but be a little star struck, the stallion had a real talent with his guitar and she had always has a secret love of rock music, Darien had not approved ….Now she was free, maybe it didn’t need to be kept so secret."H..hello…I’m Snow…I liked your playing…Do you teach at all?"She stuttered, strangely shy, hoping he wouldn’t think her weird.

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As his song ended, Snow shyly moved closer, her fingers twisting as she nervously smiled at the earth stallion.

She had seen him around school, but he wasn’t part of her social group…her old social group…one she no longer felt very welcome in…

She couldn’t help but be a little star struck, the stallion had a real talent with his guitar and she had always has a secret love of rock music, Darien had not approved ….Now she was free, maybe it didn’t need to be kept so secret.

"H..hello…I’m Snow…I liked your playing…Do you teach at all?"
She stuttered, strangely shy, hoping he wouldn’t think her weird.

The End Of An Era

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The Knight Mansion is immaculately kept with the banners being rolled up for the evening. The family is used to late hours. The dimming of the lights is meant for their neighbours. Some gardeners finish up their work and move on, a tall, muscular one tipping his hat to Snow in a way that obscures his face. Servants were barely to be seen let alone heard in this small world. The stairs leading to the intricately carved door were freshly swept. Once she reaches it the knobs are swept from her fingers by two butlers who silently gesture her inside. As she walks to the first staircase the last servant finished smoothing her mane and tail. Every time she came here there were always hands clasping at her. Changing her. Making her what she aught to be.

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Snow mod- trigger warning- domestic violence 

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Chrysta and Penny decided Pen needed a makeover for his up and coming date with Desire.

Mod: By their forces combined…he shall look cool! Now the problem of fixing what happens when he opens his mouth. He’s trying to make those changes in his life and who better than his cousin and a new friend to show him some style. Pen didn’t want to say anything but he thinks the neck wrap was inspired by Penny’s fancy for Blue Fire *chuckle*
Snow did some amazing work when it came to CHH Pen’s makeover, didn’t she? All credit and adulation to her!

Snow mod- cheers m’dear, I’m glad you like the new look I gave him, smoking hot..comes to mind:P

pendletondreadful:

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Chrysta and Penny decided Pen needed a makeover for his up and coming date with Desire.

Mod: By their forces combined…he shall look cool! Now the problem of fixing what happens when he opens his mouth. He’s trying to make those changes in his life and who better than his cousin and a new friend to show him some style. Pen didn’t want to say anything but he thinks the neck wrap was inspired by Penny’s fancy for Blue Fire *chuckle*

Snow did some amazing work when it came to CHH Pen’s makeover, didn’t she? All credit and adulation to her!

Snow mod- cheers m’dear, I’m glad you like the new look I gave him, smoking hot..comes to mind:P

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Chrysta and Penny decided Pen needed a makeover for his up and coming date with Desire.

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Chrysta and Penny decided Pen needed a makeover for his up and coming date with Desire.

pendletondreadful:

I hope that you like it!
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Mod: I do! I do very much so! Snow looks simply stunning in that veal (which I can’t help matches her eyes) while the whole thing has your trademark lustrous coloring! The whole image is very romantic, with Snow particularly looking intoxicated by the moment. The earring selections go with the veil so the whole thing real goes off in particular visual delight.
Really, Seele, you should be proud of how this came out. This was beautifully done and I thank you very much for doing it! You’ve shown why they remain one of the OTP’s of Tumblrpon! Thank you so very much!

Snow mod- thank you so much for this, its so soft and loving, you can really see there devotion:)

pendletondreadful:

I hope that you like it!

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Mod: I do! I do very much so! Snow looks simply stunning in that veal (which I can’t help matches her eyes) while the whole thing has your trademark lustrous coloring! The whole image is very romantic, with Snow particularly looking intoxicated by the moment. The earring selections go with the veil so the whole thing real goes off in particular visual delight.

Really, Seele, you should be proud of how this came out. This was beautifully done and I thank you very much for doing it! You’ve shown why they remain one of the OTP’s of Tumblrpon! Thank you so very much!

Snow mod- thank you so much for this, its so soft and loving, you can really see there devotion:)

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A Much Needed Talk. 




Snow Storm wandered along the hall way of her vast home, the plush and opulent surroundings that were her everyday living conditions, doing nothing to distract her from the rampaging thoughts in her head. 

Her whole life had been planned for her, her marriage to Darien Knight was a well known political and financial collaboration that had been established from her birth. It was the traditional way of life for the nobility that she was born into. 

Her mother Aurora, often told stories of the way she and Snows father, Ice Storm had been ‘fated’ to be together and it was love at first sight’ when they were introduced by their parents. 
Snow had often wished that it had been the same way for her when she met Darien. Sure he was handsome and charming, he always had the answers, always had their future in mind….but she just felt sadness, a sadness that had only grown over the years. 
She had tried for more…she really had… given way when Darien had pressed his body onto hers, when he told her it was what couples in love did, that he had needs…But she couldn’t feel anything but cold detachment from him at best….it was just something that happened, and when it did, she closed her eyes and waited for it to be over, he never hurt her, but he never asked her what she wanted…how she felt… 
But she acted as she should, did as Darien said was appropriate, mouthed the words of love, like a good little filly. 
Snow sighed heavily, breathing in the citrus and bees wax of the beautifully carved wood of the staircase as she descended to the lower floor and towards her fathers study, the scent was comforting, a smell she 
had know since foal-hood, as well as the silken feel of the banisters under her fingers, smoothed and polished by generations of Storms walking the halls with their own hand following the same path as her own…..But now she wished to find her own path. 
Her heart was beating hard in her chest as she reached the grand solid polished oak door of her fathers study, the shining wood making the light that bounced off it, a rich warm hue, she knocked a brief tattoo against the honey coloured wood with her knuckles and waited for her father to answer. 






“ Enter.” Ice Storms gruff voice projected easily through the closed door, making Snows heat race even harder as she gulped a breath and pushed forward. “hello Papa” she said, straightening her back and smoothing her feathers, she wasn’t going to show any kind of nervousness, lest it be mistaken as being unsure of herself. 
“Mama…” Snow nodded at her mother who was also in the room, somewhat unexpectedly, but Snow was pleased, this meant she could do what needed doing right here and now, no excuses. 
Aurora was standing close to her husband, straightening his tie as he smiled lovingly into her eyes, his devotion plain to see. Snow shifted uncomfortably, as much as she loved her parents, her mothers bright and beautiful colours, the same beautiful greens and blues as the northern lights she was named for, always made Snow feel boring and dowdy in her pale grey and silver fur. Snow had 
taken after her fathers winter colouring, his own fur the purest white and silver. “What is it Darling?” her mother asked pleasantly. 
Even with her good intentions, now the time was upon her, Snow fidgeted guiltily, twisting a lock of her mane in her fingers as her turquoise eyes filled with salt water tears. “I need to talk to you…Both of you…its really very important…I needed to be sure that the actions I’m going to take, will not hurt our family.” Both Ice and Aurora turned and stared at Snow, concern for their daughter etched on their faces. 
“What ever could be wrong, darling?” her mother asked, she had immediately moved forward and enveloped Snow in her silken and sandalwood scented embrace. Gruff and stoic as always, Ice had only grunted in surprise while patting the exposed top of Snows pale head, Snow wasn’t one to complain nor cause a fuss without reason, he knew. 
Muffled by her mothers chest, but still somehow able to make herself heard Snow came out with her thoughts. “I want to break up with Darien…” The way both the adult ponies froze, told Snow that it was the very last thing they had thought she would say, but as always, they remained calm and dignified, even in their apparent shock. 
“what ever for, Darling? We thought you were both so happy?” 






Her mother gently released her and indicated snow to sit in one of the plush, high back, embroidered queen Platinum era chairs that graced Ice’s Study. Snow smiled a little as she climbed into the comfy seat, she had warm memories of sitting in them as a tiny filly, sleepily drinking cocoa while her father and mother slow danced to jazz music besides the flickering fireside, the Storms as family didn’t feel the cold, but warmth attracted them instantly and the soft fabric of the seat gave her instant comfort. 
Sighing softly, Snow twisted her fingers together. “I haven’t been happy for a long time mama…Darien has made some choices that I have not liked….Manipulated and hurt some ponies that didn’t deserve to be hurt….And asked things of me that I didn’t want to do….” she gulped and halted, blushing at this, talking about that kind of thing with her parents was humiliating, she could see her fathers discomfiture at the direction things had taken, his pale fur made blushing very obvious, but he coughed and nodded for her to continue. “But all of this I was dealing with, I didn’t like being so controlled, used….But every-pony said Darien was so perfect, that I was so lucky..The families have so many financial links now… I wasn’t going to disappoint you for so little…” At this Ice growled deeply and frowning said “Not ‘so little’, What!!” His reddened face turning puce along his forehead as his anger was held in check. Aurora laid her hand on his arm reassuringly, nodding for Snow to keep talking. “I guess the last straw came when I realised I was in love with some-pony else…….” Snow said that last in barely as whisper, hiding her face in her long, silken mane. “That’s the reason I’m here now, I need to be sure I wont cause you bother..the whole family…too much of a problem if I end things with Darien.” 
Ice and Aurora exchanged a glance, the same question immediately springing in their minds. “Who is the pony you are in love with, darling?” Snows mother asked gently. 
“I doubt you know him, he’s not popular nor from a noble family….His name is Pendleton Dreadful.” Snow replied, her face burning hot with embarrassment. Ice’s head shot upwards and his ears flicked back and forth in agitation. 






“ A Dreadful, What?? Older or younger, What??” he demanded suddenly ill at ease. “Pendelton…He’s the youngest in his family….why?” Snow stuttered taken aback by her fathers reaction. 
Ice visibly relaxed rubbing his chin in reflection as his wife and daughter looked at him in confusion. “The youngest one, What…..Thought he was a dud, that one, take it he’s grown up a bit of late. Eh? What!” Ice chuckled a little nodding. 
“A Dreadful is a good choice, filly, His father and I go back a long way. What.” Aurora gave her husband a sceptical look and tilted her head questioningly, Ice chuckled again and only said one more word. “Penitent.” 
Aurora’s eyes flew wide and her own cheeks grew a little rosy as her hand flew to her mouth in realisation. “Oh! Darling!….Well, yes…In that case, we can make sure that the arrangements for Darien’s family are taken care of…It will be tricky darling, the Knight family have quite a lot invested in their association with us…..But if this is the way of things, a solution will be found…And thank you darling, your father and I are very proud of you for telling us first.” 
Snow was confused beyond comprehension….This was not how she had envisioned this going, she had expected yelling, finger pointing, anger and accusations, not this…..Approval. “I haven’t even told Pen I l…like him, in that way…” she stuttered, still reeling from the lack of repercussion, when a thought occurred to her. “How do you know the Dreadful’s?” Snow asked frowning. 
“Ohh, that’s nothing interesting, we were at school together, that’s all darling.” her mother twittered, her hands fluttering in dismissal…and avoidance….Snows eyes narrowed a little, but she knew that if it was necessary, she would be told as the next heir, so let it drop…for now. “You do need to tell Darien, Darling…” Aurora added gently, her hand patting the back of Snow’s. 
“I know….That’s my next stop”Snow stood and in a rush of affection, threw herself at her parents, hugging the both tightly. “love you.” she giggled happily. “ We love you too, darling.” her mother laughed while her father guffawed loudly. 
((written by Snow-mod))

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A Much Needed Talk.


Snow Storm wandered along the hall way of her vast home, the plush and opulent surroundings that were her everyday living conditions, doing nothing to distract her from the rampaging thoughts in her head.

Her whole life had been planned for her, her marriage to Darien Knight was a well known political and financial collaboration that had been established from her birth.
It was the traditional way of life for the nobility that she was born into.

Her mother Aurora, often told stories of the way she and Snows father, Ice Storm had been ‘fated’ to be together and it was love at first sight’ when they were introduced by their parents.

Snow had often wished that it had been the same way for her when she met Darien. Sure he was handsome and charming, he always had
the answers, always had their future in mind….but she just felt sadness, a sadness that had only grown over the years.

She had tried for more…she really had… given way when Darien had pressed his body onto hers, when he told her it was what couples in love did, that he had needs…But she couldn’t feel anything but cold detachment from him at best….it was just something that happened, and when it did, she closed her eyes and waited for it to be over, he never hurt her, but he never asked her what she wanted…how she felt…

But she acted as she should, did as Darien said was appropriate, mouthed the words of love, like a good little filly.

Snow sighed heavily, breathing in the citrus and bees wax of the beautifully carved wood of the staircase as she descended to the lower floor and towards her fathers study, the scent was comforting, a smell she

had know since foal-hood, as well as the silken feel of the banisters under her fingers, smoothed and polished by generations of Storms walking the halls with their own hand following the same path as her own…..But now she wished to find her own path.

Her heart was beating hard in her chest as she reached the grand solid polished oak door of her fathers study, the shining wood making the light that bounced off it, a rich warm hue, she knocked a brief tattoo against the honey coloured wood with her knuckles and waited for her father to answer.

“ Enter.” Ice Storms gruff voice projected easily through the closed door, making Snows heat race even harder as she gulped a breath and pushed forward.
“hello Papa” she said, straightening her back and smoothing her feathers, she wasn’t going to show any kind of nervousness, lest it be mistaken as being unsure of herself.

“Mama…” Snow nodded at her mother who was also in the room, somewhat unexpectedly, but Snow was pleased, this meant she could do what needed doing right here and now, no excuses.

Aurora was standing close to her husband, straightening his tie as he smiled lovingly into her eyes, his devotion plain to see.
Snow shifted uncomfortably, as much as she loved her parents, her mothers bright and beautiful colours, the same beautiful greens and blues as the northern lights she was named for, always made Snow feel boring and dowdy in her pale grey and silver fur. Snow had

taken after her fathers winter colouring, his own fur the purest white and silver.
“What is it Darling?” her mother asked pleasantly.

Even with her good intentions, now the time was upon her, Snow fidgeted guiltily, twisting a lock of her mane in her fingers as her turquoise eyes filled with salt water tears.
“I need to talk to you…Both of you…its really very important…I needed to be sure that the actions I’m going to take, will not hurt our family.” Both Ice and Aurora turned and stared at Snow, concern for their daughter etched on their faces.

“What ever could be wrong, darling?” her mother asked, she had immediately moved forward and enveloped Snow in her silken and sandalwood scented embrace.
Gruff and stoic as always, Ice had only grunted in surprise while patting the exposed top of Snows pale head, Snow wasn’t one to complain nor cause a fuss without reason, he knew.

Muffled by her mothers chest, but still somehow able to make herself heard Snow came out with her thoughts.
“I want to break up with Darien…”
The way both the adult ponies froze, told Snow that it was the very last thing they had thought she would say, but as always, they remained calm and dignified, even in their apparent shock.

“what ever for, Darling? We thought you were both so happy?”

Her mother gently released her and indicated snow to sit in one of the plush, high back, embroidered queen Platinum era chairs that graced Ice’s Study. Snow smiled a little as she climbed into the comfy seat, she had warm memories of sitting in them as a tiny filly, sleepily drinking cocoa while her father and mother slow danced to jazz music besides the flickering fireside, the Storms as family didn’t feel the cold, but warmth attracted them instantly and the soft fabric of the seat gave her instant comfort.

Sighing softly, Snow twisted her fingers together.
“I haven’t been happy for a long time mama…Darien has made some choices that I have not liked….Manipulated and hurt some ponies that didn’t deserve to be hurt….And asked things of me that I didn’t want to do….” she gulped and halted, blushing at this, talking about that kind of thing with her parents was humiliating, she could see her fathers discomfiture at the direction things had taken, his pale fur made blushing very obvious, but he coughed and nodded for her to continue. “But all of this I was dealing with, I didn’t like being so controlled, used….But every-pony said Darien was so perfect, that I was so lucky..The families have so many financial links now… I wasn’t going to disappoint you for so little…”
At this Ice growled deeply and frowning said “Not ‘so little’, What!!” His reddened face turning puce along his forehead as his anger was held in check. Aurora laid her hand on his arm reassuringly, nodding for Snow to keep talking.
“I guess the last straw came when I realised I was in love with some-pony else…….” Snow said that last in barely as whisper, hiding her face in her long, silken mane.
“That’s the reason I’m here now, I need to be sure I wont cause you bother..the whole family…too much of a problem if I end things with Darien.”

Ice and Aurora exchanged a glance, the same question immediately springing in their minds.
“Who is the pony you are in love with, darling?” Snows mother asked gently.

“I doubt you know him, he’s not popular nor from a noble family….His name is Pendleton Dreadful.” Snow replied, her face burning hot with embarrassment.
Ice’s head shot upwards and his ears flicked back and forth in agitation.

“ A Dreadful, What?? Older or younger, What??” he demanded suddenly ill at ease.
“Pendelton…He’s the youngest in his family….why?” Snow stuttered taken aback by her fathers reaction.

Ice visibly relaxed rubbing his chin in reflection as his wife and daughter looked at him in confusion.
“The youngest one, What…..Thought he was a dud, that one, take it he’s grown up a bit of late. Eh? What!” Ice chuckled a little nodding.

“A Dreadful is a good choice, filly, His father and I go back a long way. What.”
Aurora gave her husband a sceptical look and tilted her head questioningly, Ice chuckled again and only said one more word. “Penitent.”

Aurora’s eyes flew wide and her own cheeks grew a little rosy as her hand flew to her mouth in realisation.
“Oh! Darling!….Well, yes…In that case, we can make sure that the arrangements for Darien’s family are taken care of…It will be tricky darling, the Knight family have quite a lot invested in their association with us…..But if this is the way of things, a solution will be found…And thank you darling, your father and I are very proud of you for telling us first.”

Snow was confused beyond comprehension….This was not how she had envisioned this going, she had expected yelling, finger pointing, anger and accusations, not this…..Approval.
“I haven’t even told Pen I l…like him, in that way…” she stuttered, still reeling from the lack of repercussion, when a thought occurred to her. “How do you know the Dreadful’s?” Snow asked frowning.

“Ohh, that’s nothing interesting, we were at school together, that’s all darling.” her mother twittered, her hands fluttering in dismissal…and avoidance….Snows eyes narrowed a little, but she knew that if it was necessary, she would be told as the next heir, so let it drop…for now. “You do need to tell Darien, Darling…” Aurora added gently, her hand patting the back of Snow’s.

“I know….That’s my next stop”Snow stood and in a rush of affection, threw herself at her parents, hugging the both tightly.
“love you.” she giggled happily.
“ We love you too, darling.” her mother laughed while her father guffawed loudly. 

((written by Snow-mod))