>"What do you mean you don't have any friends Nonny? Don't you know you just have to be yourself?"
>>26885185
Why? Nobody else would want to be me.
>>26885185
Ebin
>>26885185
What do you think I'm doing, Pinkie? This is how I normally act.
It's starting to make sense now, huh?
>>26885201
It's times like these where I miss Mr. Rogers.
>>26885185
>>26885185
Say that to my face one more time, normie.
>>26885185
But pinkie, my normal self doesn't exist because I'm not real.
>>26885235
>>26885185
But Pinkie
Myself is a horrible, autistic person that no one would willingly spend time with.
>>26885185
Pinkie, I'm a terrible being and I hate everybody. The only reason I'm not a hermit is because I'm too lazy and incompetent to be able to grow and hunt enough food to live without commerce.
>>26885185
eh what the fuck
>Your name is Anon, and you are walking down the dim night streets of Ponyville with your head hung low.
>You would never make an unnecessary trip outside in your right mind, especially at night.
>But you weren't in your right mind, at least after the realization you had made whilst reading (surprisingly very well written) mane 6 smut.
>You would never tell them this, as they would probably banish you to the Everfree, but you've become avid in the routine of reading it when everypony else would be hopefully asleep. (Not like anyone would walk in on you)
>You were terribly lonely, only ever feeling affections from your mother on your times back home, and only ever having been warmly greeted into the pony society when transported here.
>That is all over though, you have become a normality, and while everyone knows who you are, they just see you as another entity walking the streets.
>You round the Sugar Cube corner, looking down as a tear falls from your face.
>all of these negative emotions are getting to you.
>You hear the jingle from the door of the bakery and look up, quickly wiping the tears from your cheeks.
>Pinkie must be going to a sleep over, as she holds a sleeping bag and a book with a poorly drawn ghost on the front of it. (most likely the homemade horror novel she had been raving about earlier.)
>She sees you and drops the book out of her mouth.
>"Hey there, Anon! What are you doing out so late?"
>You wish you wouldn't have to respond, as your voice might reveal the previous emotional stress you were dealing with.
"O-oh... You know. Just needed some f-fresh air, is all..."
>That did exactly what you hoped not.
>She immediately moved closer to you, noticing the signs of crying on your face.
>"Oh my goodness, Anon! Why are you crying like that?? Do you need a hug?"
>She hopped onto her hind legs and steadied herself with her front ones on your stomach.
>As little as it was, the contact and obvious concern felt very nice.
>>26886812
Depressed Anon x Pinky is easily one of my more favorite greens, sad there are so few.
>>26886812
"Actually, a hug would be nice..."
>You kneel down and are immediately hugged around the neck with a thick poof of hair in your face.
>After the initial shock, you hug back, wrapping your arms around the pink ponies comparatively small body.
>A minute passes, two... Pinkie pulls back and you realize you had started to cry again.
>"I've never seen someone as down and out as you, Anon."
>You look down, sniffling. You can feel the sobs starting to well up in your throat.
>One manages to escape your throat, and Pinkie only hugs you again.
>After this one, though, she wipes the the tears from your face with a hoof and looks at you with the most caring eyes you've seen since you stopped talking to twilight.
"I-i'm sorry, I just d-didn't expect anyone to care."
>You really sound pathetic right now.
>Even if it's true.
>Pinkie looks at you with her concern stricken gaze and says in the gentlest voice possible:
>"Why don't you come inside."
>You've never agreed to something so fast in your life.
>After locking the door behind herself and showing you to her room, You are now sitting on Pinkie's bed, sobbing.
>She's quick to sit beside you, her hoof lightly holding on to you from your other side.
>"Now tell me, Anon, what's bothering you so much."
>You wait until your sobs are almost gone to reply.
"I just... no one here see's me as important.."
"It sounds dumb, but... I have no one. No friends. No relationships. Just the people on the street who wave hello every morning."
>Pinkie is quick to brush this off with her signature joyful tone.
>"What do you mean you don't have any friends Nonny? Don't you know you just have to be yourself?"
>You never even thought about acting as someone else to get attention.
>This sends a new found pang of depression spreading through your chest.
>You only cry harder and sob louder, to Pinkie's dismay.
>She holds you tight and with conviction, hoping that through her kindness, you may feel better.
>You continue to sob into her mane.
>>26887010
Holy shit this is getting pretty interesting
>>26887010
>You awake the next morning with your eyes to the ceiling, you must have fallen asleep in the hazy moments of last nights feels jam.
>You look to your right to see a sleeping Pinkie, still clinging to you, lightly snoring.
>Before you can remember what got you here, you involuntarily pet miss pink pones head, causing her to stir.
>Her eyes slowly flutter open, you being the first thing she sees.
>"Hey there, Nonny, feeling better?"
>You wonder what she was talking about for a moment until it hit you.
>All of the feelings from last night rush back into your system, although thankfully dampened by Pinkies unconditional worry and kindness.
"A little bit, yeah."
>She smiles sleepily through half lidded eyes.
>"That's good..."
>She sighs with a smile and closes her eyes, snuggling into your chest.
>Yo like holy jesus shit is this really happening
>Through the hnngs and heart meltings, you manage to escape Pinkies grasp, resulting in her head lifting to look at you with those oh so adorable eyes.
>"Where are you going?"
>The way she said it makes you want to pick her up and snuggle her but... You don't want to overstay your visit.
"Thank you Pinkie, for caring about me last night, i really needed it. I just didn't expect to flow over like that."
>"Oh, don't be silly, you can come to me anytime you like!"
>You smile and decide upon something that may just change your fate.
"Speaking of which, would you like to, hang, later...?"
>She doesn't look to contemplate it.
>"Of course, Nonny, we haven't been hanging out as much as i'd like anyways."
>You think this might entail her having thought of you at some point, but you write it off as a spur of the moment thing.
"Yeah, thanks. How does seven tonight sound?"
>"I'll be sure to go by Rarity and get my hair extra floofed!"
>This pony is going to be the death of you.
"Sweet, i'll come by and pick you up then."
>"See you then, Nonny!"
should i continue?
Which path ought one to take?
Your life of struck through with constant void from friendships, or to adopt another's, and never to die, as you had never existed to live?
>>26887159
That depends on whether you have a story to tell. Writing completely blind doesn't always turn out too well, but if you have a plot, or even a general string of events you want to tell, nobody's stopping you. Hell, ask for critique if you want to.
>>26887159
Go for it, whats the worst that can happen. Moar green is always good.
>>26887159
Keep going, keep going, keep going
>>26887159
Yes. I honestly can't wait for the next update.
>>26887159
>Seven pm rolls around just as your walking onto the Sugar Cube corner.
>You walk in and find Pinkie writing in a small book, the same one with the ghost on it.
>She looks up as she hears the doorbell jingle and runs over to you.
"Hey, man, you ready to go and do... things."
>You probably should have planned a little before coming here.
>Granted you had quite a while between now and this morning.
>"Yup, i've got my sleeping bag and everything."
"Sleeping bag?"
>The exact same one you found her walking out with last night.
"Well how are we gonna have a sleep over if I don't have a sleeping back to sleep in???"
>She said sleep like three times in that one sentence.
"Oh, I guess a sleepover sounds nice."
>Good to know she's been doing the planning for you.
>You both make your way back to your house and...
>Well you didn't do much of anything, besides talking and a few board games and the first open reading of Pinkies new novel 'Blood on the dance floor.'
>You can tell your'e going to have nightmares for a while.
>After a few hours of dilly dallying and saying shitty jokes, Pinkie starts to look around the bookshelf in your living room.
>At first you don't think anything of it, having all of your focus on the guitar that you had decided to start playing.
>https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ZTXxGFGvj2Q
>After a few minutes, you hear Pinkie gasp.
>"Anon, what is this?!"
>You walk over to her to see what she was talking about.
>She's holding one of your prized self written mane 6 smuts.
>"Twilight's breath hitched as the anonymous man did wonders with his tongue to her va-"
>You attempt to snatch it from her hands, but she only flips a couple of pages and continues.
>"Pinkie Pie (slight gasp on finding her name) held tightly onto the mans throbbing rod of pleasure, being sure to-
>You successfully swipe it out of her hand this time.
>Her face has turned deep red as she turns to look at you.
>"Nonny, did you write that?"
try to keep the thread alive guys
im going to bed for now
>>26885216
HE COULD HAVE BEEN PRESIDENT. HE COULD HAVE SHOWN US A BETTER WAY. FUCK
>>26887512
nighty night
Page 9
>>26885185
[DRY, BITTER LAUGHTER]
>>26887009
Is there another as well? Can a brother get a link?
>>26887432
ill be doing this on and off, as it is easter and shit so whatev
>Yes, you did write that.
>You wrote every single word of it.
>Down to the little foot notes describing the softness of every ponies mane.
>You had no idea if they were actually soft or not but you taking a gander on it didn't sound so bad.
>Pinkie still looked at you with her flustered gaze.
"Uh..."
>"You did, didn't you."
>It was more of a statement than a question.
"Yeah."
>You look down in shame, your own face turning red.
>"I think i'm going to... to go."
>You look up and see her heading to the door, and all of the feelings that she had helped you stay away from come rushing back.
"Wait!"
>Pinkie looks back to you where she was standing in the doorway, and leaves.
>You were a crying mess before she even left, so she very well saw you sobbing on the floor.
>Why can't you just keep one person near you.
>Every single time it seems to be working out, some stupid shit you did comes back to hit you right in the ass.
>You decide that your'e finished with this bullshit.
>looking around in your cupboard for any pills of substantial amount, you find a whole bottle of antidepressants, jackpot.
>You grab a glass of water and down half of the pills in a single swallow, your'e pretty sure that's enough.
>After sitting down on the couch for a while, you begin to feel dizzy.
>Things get fuzzy after that.
>You aren't sure how many times you threw up, but it did indeed happen.
>Just as you were losing consciousness, you hear you door open, along with a familiar gasp.
Some people said they like depressing shit so here u go
>>26885185
That was the biggest load of bullshit i've ever been told.
I'm dull and boring at my lowest, childish and annoying at my highest and generally weird for both of those.
I have zero friends despite trying my whole life.
I only ever managed to hold onto two friends for any long period of time and they don't give a shit about me.
>>26890675
You got any hobbies or aspirations anon?
>>26890646
Also bump
>>26885185
I just rather be by myself. Being alone is who I am and I love it.
>>26885185
It'll never work, Frankku Horse.
Normalfags WANT to see themselves in others. Like, alot. They just stare at you, waiting for you to endear yourself to them.
But being a horny antisocial shut-in is who I am, Pinks. You got a problem with that?
>>26885185
Bump
>>26890646
>You awake the same way you did yesterday, your eyes to the ceiling.
>Only this time you notice you're in a hospital, with a Pinkie curled up on your chest.
>When you stir, she stirs.
>She looks up at you and smiles.
>"It's about time you woke up, Nonny."
>Another voice from across the room tells her to get off of you, and she obliges.
>You lie there for a few minutes, contemplating whether living through your attempt was a sign to keep going or to try harder next time.
>You look over to Pinkie, who had apparently been looking at you with sad eyes, and she perks up immediately.
>"Thank goodness, Anon, I was starting to wonder if you were actually awake or not!"
>You smile lightly and feel Pinkie wrap her hooves around your neck, nuzzling against you.
>"Please don't ever do that again."
>Your smile is melancholy as you hug her back, finding comfort in the rare show of affection.
>She pulls away when a doctor walks up and greets you.
>"Good afternoon, Anon, we were beginning to wonder when you would wake up."
>All this talk of you waking up after an apparent period of time has you wondering.
"How long was i asleep, doctor?"
>"This would have been the fourth day, but thankfully, you're awake."
"Was i in a coma or something?"
>"No, after we managed to get all of those antidepressants pumped out of you, your body was in absolute ruins. So we left you to awaken when on your own, when your body thought you were ready.
>You notice a dull aching in your stomach and abdomen.
>Maybe it wasn't such a good idea trying to commit suicide.
>"You should be able to leave soon, if you show enough progress from your original state. I recommend counselling if you really need it, just no more suicide attempts, understand?"
>You nod with a pained expression and sit up.
>The doctor nods with a satisfied expression and walks away.
sorry for the wait, shit happened
>>26885185
bump
>>26885185
bump
>>26892610
>You and Pinkie are hanging out at your place.
>You were released from the hospital earlier today, and since you've been and asleep and shit you really didn't have anything better to do.
>Plus her stuff was still there and she wanted to make it up to you and blah blah a whole bunch of reasons.
>You really enjoyed her company though, so it isn't like its a problem.
> 2 hours of doing nothing but joking about shit and writing really shitty songs goes by.
>"Hey Nonny?"
>You look up from the shitty song you were in the process of writing and see her holding one of your smut books.
"WhOA h wHaT Are you doing with that?"
>She walks up to you with the book in mouth, sitting it on your lap.
>She stares at you with pleading eyes, you take a look at the book.
"What do you want me to do with this?"
>"I want you to read it to me."
>Did she just seriously fucking ask that shit.
>"I'm just curious really, i promise i wont run out again if that makes you feel better."
>Well...
>You did enjoy hearing yourself talk.
>As little as you did it.
"Fuck it alright."
>She squees with joy, an absolutely heart bursting sight to say the least.
>She runs over to the other side of the couch you were lounging on; you take the book in hand and open to the first page.
>The moments of when you were writing it come flooding back into your memory.
"Chapter 1: The Puckered Hole."
>View pick related.
>I'll let you take a guess as to what the chapter entails.
>Besides the fucking ridiculous name, it seemed to be sufficiently arousing.
>Pinkies face is flushed (along with yours), and she can't seem to look you in the eye.
>When the chapter was finished, you set the book down.
"How about we take a break."
>Just how kinky the shit you wrote two years ago had escaped you.
>You regret ever making it.
>>26895208
I love reading depressing stories like this. Keep up the sad feels.
>>26895803
just gonna give you a heads, up theyre prob gonna end up fuckin
>>26895208
MOAR FOR MUH DICK!
>>26896599
like it
>>26887175
>that pic
You could say that she RUIN-ed the show
>>26895208
>4 chapters later and both of you are absolute messes.
>You honestly do not remember making it so detailed.
>Or it having this much of an affect on you.
>Speaking of which Pinkie is fairing terribly.
>You're pretty sure you triggered her to go in heat, if thats even possible.
>She cant sit still, her hooves are shoved between her thighs as if she were cold (though you can tell that she is the absolute opposite.)
>Every now and then she'll look up at you and quickly turn away, a look of discomfort on her face.
>You look at the title of the next chapter and cringe.
"Chapter 5: A Pink Hole."
>Her only response is to bite her lip and look down.
>You continue on like a trooper.
>Notnowboner.jpeg
>One paragraph... two... three...
>You cant do this anymore.
"Fuck, hey, i'm sorry for all of this, really-"
>You're cut off when a pink pony snout smashes against your lips.
>Your eyes are still opened wide while hers are snapped shut, as if hoping for you to return the favor.
>You do.
>From your original position on the couch, you lay over the rest of it, your head resting on the arm.
>This leaves Pinkie on your chest.
>She puts her arms around your neck as you struggle to breath.
"A ugGH jeSuS ok calm down."
>You cough and sputter for a second, before looking back to her.
>"Sorry, i got a bit excited."
"Hey, don't even worry, i was enjoying myself."
>She plants her lips on yours again, this time much softer, more passionate.
>You cant help but put your hands on her flanks, massaging them softly.
>She moans in consent.
>She sits up with her hind hooves straddling your lower torso, watching you with deep bedroom eyes.
>"Mind if we take this off?"
i think im gonna adopt a writefag name
you guys got any ideas?
>>26896848
ponknig
>>26896864
fucking perfect
thank you very much anon
>>26885185
They all died in 'nam.
>>26896827
This is my kind of greensext
>>26896848
PinkHole
>>26887010
>>"What do you mean you don't have any friends Nonny? Don't you know you just have to be yourself?"
>>You never even thought about acting as someone else to get attention.
>>This sends a new found pang of depression spreading through your chest.
>>You only cry harder and sob louder, to Pinkie's dismay.
I laughed.
>>26896827
>The shirt is gone.
>So are your worries that you know would have plagued non love drunk you.
>All that remains is a small pink pony, sitting on your stomach.
>She looks at you lustfully, biting her lip.
>"I hope you don't mind if i take these off too."
>Pinkie scoots down to take off your pants.
>She takes the zipper in her mouth and pulls it down (you undo the button for her, for obvious reasons.)
>Away the pants go, and Pinkie just cant seem to hold back her excitement.
>She holds your dick with a hoof, playfully licking at the tip, all while looking at you in the eyes.
>Bonerintensifying.mp4
>And just as playfully as everything she does, she joyfully rams your entire cock down her throat.
>You aren't sure how you haven't blew your load all over her, but you hold it in for now.
>Maybe your body knows what happens next.
>Pinkie sits up, keeping her eyes on you the entire time.
>She leans over your body and lowers herself onto your dick.
>Before you know it, she's hammering herself down into you like its all shes worth.
>Her beautiful girlish moans only bring you closer to where you're going.
>As suddenly as it begins, she tenses up onto you and yells your name.
>Thinking that this is one of the hottest moments you've ever experienced, you fly over the edge yourself.
>You release everything you've got deep into Pinkie, as she had slammed you down as far as you could go.
>The euphoria blurs the entire situation until its just you and pinkie, heavily panting.
>She still has you inside of her, while lying on your chest.
>She looks up at you with bedroom eyes.
>"I'll be your friend, Nonny."
FIN
>>26896914
>>26897404
>>26897404
what in the everloving fuck
>>26897523
i told you they'd fuck
The pacing kind of accelerated towards the end if that makes sense but it wasn't bad
Not bad for a quick little story.
>>26895208
>>26896827
>>26897404
that escalated quickly
>>26897404
>and then sex happened
>the end
Aay lmao
>>26885185
bump for joy
>>26885185
Being myself leads me to not having any friends.
>>26885185
Sorry pank, there is no me anymore. I'm just a half alive husk that browses image boards for 8+hours a day.
In truth before I was even out of middleschool the real me was already dead, for almost a decade of my life I have had almost no friends, and those that I do have invariably have people they'd rather hangout with then me.
But he I'm just a fuck up of a man ranting to a cartoon horse on a Cambodian fly-fishing FAQ
>>26885615
Jus
B
Urself
:)))))))))
Have you really tried to show who you are to the whole world?
>>26889102
I'll look for you anon
I had a friend, then she left me for another friend
>>26899386
People want to see themselves in others. All they'd see in me is a bitter autist pushing 32.
>>26899398
That is not how friends work anon
>>26899426
but discord told me that's how it works
>>26899426
Closet thing i ever had to a friend though....
>>26885185
That's the biggest bunch of bull shit ever and you know it.
>>26885185
But Pinkie, I am a bitter vindictive cynical sociopath with anger issues and autism who's completely unable to function in a social community and who's so thirsty for sex it clouds his judgment and he sees members of the opposite sex as nothing but flesh holes he wants to sexually abuse to vent his frustration in everything. I'm no expert but you don't get friends by being me.
Now are you going to bend over or can I fuck off to do something important?
>>26899475
This guy right here, man.
>>26885185
>b urself
>tfw robot in all but obnoxious pathological hatred of women
>>26897367
This and
>>26887010
>"Why don't you come inside."
Too many jokes using this sentence was seen by these eyes to hold into the feeling
>>26899394
Thank you based anon.
>>26899409
I can see myself in you.sexually
