FUCKING FLASH even stole the VA of Sunset Shimmer!!! When will his reign of waifu stealing end?
What if Canterlot left the Equestrian Union?
The thought of Celestia resigning makes me sad.
How jealous are other mares of her? They're surely jealous of all the mane 6, but clearly Rarity must make them the most jealous
I bet stallions look in lust as she passes by, she smells of flowers, powder and perfume. Her mane radiantly shining, her coat clean, soft and silky smooth. Her makeup flawless, each eyelash meticulously coated in liner to give a full flicker each time she closes her eyes. Her cutie mark a reminder of the jem that she is, truly a diamond glistening in the sun.
At least her pussy is clean and she doesn't have a learning disability
Is this a Super Saiyan Blue?
So who else is HYPE AS FUCK for todays episo--oooohhh wait...
>watching the show
PONIES ARE COMING ON
WHAT I LEARNED FROM MLP IS _____
Do you think she just uses them as playthings considering how powerful she is?
The dim gluebag is utterly useless. Her younger sister luna is literally more fit to rule equestria. Queen luna when?
Sweetie Belle could've easily raped Applebloom here
Ghosts are sexy.
>You are going to marry Rarity
>After a year you realize that your life is ruined
The spark is gone
We need to spice things up in order to fix our relationship
This scene does things to my tralala
>The sun rose slowly over the horizon, painting each individual cloud in hues of red and gold, which selfishly coated the land below in heavy shadows, only a few streaks of light managing to break through the cover.
>The weather had changed drastically in the past few weeks, warmth slipping away, replaced with the brisk Autum wind, that brought with it a change in attire and welcoming tuffs of smoke that drifted carelessly above the small villages below.
>Dash shifted slightly...
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>A beam of morning light cuts through the rainbow curtains in your bedroom and hits you square in the eye.
>You moan and turn over pulling your blanket over your head and burying your muzzle in your pillow.
>Still, no matter how hard you try every position is just a little uncomfortable now.
"Uugh, fine. Guess I'll get up."
>You roll out of bed rubbing your eyes and almost trip over Tank.
>He just gurgles at you with heavy eyes and goes back to sleep.
>You yawn your way into your bathroom and turn the Hot tap all the way open.
>You perform some basic pony maintenance and step bleary eyed into the steamy blast of water.
>The searing spray jars you fully awake and you lather up your coat, mane and tail.
>One deep scrub and a rinse later and you're squeaky clean.
>You eye the plush towels hanging on the rack and walk past them as usual.
>It's not too cold yet, and you prefer to air dry.
>You're supposed to be making appraisals of Ponyville's readiness for winter today, but you can do that whenever.
>But what do you actually WANT to do?
>You suppress another yawn as your stomach rumbles.
>Breakfast. Girl's gotta have her priorities.
>You trot through your bedroom and out onto your balcony just as the sun finishes rising above the horizon.
>Ponyville looks really nice in the early morning light.
>And even better, the fresh baked scents from Sugarcube Corner are already wafting up and around the whole town.
>You spread your wings and hop over the railing allowing yourself to leisurely glide down towards the Market Square.
>The brisk, dry air quickly seeps the moisture from you as you fly and pretty soon you're dry and heading in for a landing.
>The Market is busy already. Stalls are set up all around selling everything that can be grown or made in these parts.
>Those hot apple fritters look pretty tempting, but you have your stomach set on something a little more decadent.
>You turn your nose away and determinedly head toward the gingerbread mecca down the lane.
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