Without has to make 70 post edition
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The premise of this thread can cover a multitude of issues. Maybe you and your wife are fighting over something insignificant. Maybe the spark just isn't there anymore. Either side is welcome to have issues with the other.
If cuckoldry is your thing, this isn't your thread.
New content is welcome, and discussion encouraged.
Pastebin of previous threads and current stories thus far: http://pastebin.com/ARKY1Kny
Featured Stories:
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MnM's Twilight's Return (Neglected Anon sequel) - http://pastebin.com/eUXHT07S
Jeff Mango's Mrs Cake - http://pastebin.com/tgJg0HUJ (back from the dead)
Loki's Prince Anon & Young Celestia - http://pastebin.com/ML51EaaS
Without_Aname's Twilight's Secret Pt. 2 - http://pastebin.com/qdN0mAxX
Fife's Two Sides of the Same Coin - http://pastebin.com/1hJfr9Qs
Lefty's Pinkie loves more - https://pastebin.com/NW77DG4A
TLA's Tilelover Anon - http://pastebin.com/czSAW2hM
Free The Soul's I Didn't Marry a Horse
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RokoPoko's What it means to be Family.
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AssaultTurtle 's Rare Tea (wip, nsfw)
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No update tonight, but I'm glad to see the new thread. I'll be writing tomorrow
i want more of this thread
resisting urge to rub princess neck with face
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>>27688333trips
>>27686262
>Without has to make 70 post edition
This. Also post more Luna, you >>27688575twifaggot
>>27688581
but I cannot guarantee that there will be no duplicates. And Twiggles won the vote.
>>27688575
Fuck you, have Yellowquiet
>>27688639
There was no Luna in the pool
>>27689092
>I cannot guarantee that there will be no duplicates
I just ordered my folder randomly, picked the first Luna image that caught my eye. (you cannot upload the same twice)
we almost forgot the single most important image
write 70 posts wan
>cuck general
>>27689199
This isn't /nst/.
>One thread
>One writefag
Seems like not a lot of people are interested in this thing.
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>>27689276
yea this general is kinda dying
but there is nearly a month of constant reading worth of greens in the pastebins
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imageless bump >>27690465
>>27686262
> Dat edition name.
>>27686774
>This.
>>27688581
I was at like post 68 but I'm deleted it all because of twiflood.
>>27689193
> /Panic.
If it would please the Anon's, I can toy with my war dash green and post it here [Getting drowned out by some good writefags there]. I put T.S down just to get back on track with writing anything at all. I enjoyed what I did so far on it. Orrr you can wait and I'll give ts a shot whenever I have the time patience and energy to re read/ hash it out.
bimp
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>>27691353
Sure lets see PTSD Dash
>>27691353
I'm all for hearing about WarDash! Other writefags are always good to have around. Speaking of that, updates are coming tonight.
>The Hospital is just outside of the castle proper
>It's technically the Canterlot Hospital, but has a special access from the palace, and utmost confidentiality
>There's a floor reserved for Royals, Diplomats, and the Royal Guard
>It's there that your feet take you
>The guards outside of Anon's room swiftly part for the Princess of the Night
>You step into the room, passing by weary doctors that have spent their energy trying to heal Anon
>But an unfamiliar sight greets you when you see the bed where he lies
>The doctors aren't currently tending to him, but a tall figure stands at the side of Anon's bed
>All you can see right now is his long, dark hair, and a black crystal clutched in his hand
>His head is bowed
>You approach him, shocked that the guards would let him in
>The man hears your footsteps behind him and turns around
>He regards you with trepidation, and you instantly see a family resemblance
>He has the same prominent cheekbones, the same angular jawline
>"I'm sorry we couldn't be introduced under more favorable circumstances, Princess. My name is Tristan, and I'm your brother-in-law"
>Okay, he's royalty
>And a family member at that
>You should really make your best attempt to be formal
>Yet after all this and the fight with Cel, you don't have the energy to
"And I am Luna. It is good to make your acquaintance, although I sorely regret the timing"
>Tristan looks grave at that
>Not the affected gravitas that many nobles put on, but a genuine care
>"I am to extend my family's condolences that they could not be here"
>That, however, was a standard noble tactic
>He's saying what needs to be said without stating it outright
>He actively wanted to come see Anonymous
>Their family were willing to sign their names on the get-well card
"And I extend my sincere gratitude for your journey and their concerns"
>Play it carefully
>Acknowledge that he made an extra effort, but don't alienate the family
>"I will relay it when I see them next. Truthfully, I did not expect you to be here"
>That came as a surprise to you
"Why not? Anonymous is my husband. I care for him"
>You do care for him
>Maybe not in a romantic way yet
>But he's attractive
>And one way or another, you're with him for eternity
>You see him as at least a friend, and you sincerely hope he makes it out of this
>...and, if you must admit, you might have more than a bit of romantic attraction to him
>"Really? From where we stood, he was more hostage than husband"
>That's harsh
>Not entirely undeserved, but harsh
>You knew that the Crystal Empire thought that your nation owed them a debt for taking the brunt of the Discordian Rebellions
>And maybe you agreed with them
>But it wasn't your call to make
>And Celestia's advisors thought it would be best to make a move towards unity with a long-time ally that had many cultural similarities
"It was not I that sought him as a price. I had no more choice in this matter than he"
>Tristan raises and eyebrow at that
>"Yet you are a ruler of this nation, are you not?"
>You sigh
>It's the same question that everyone asks when talking about Equestrian politics
"My beloved sister is the primary authority in the land. I serve to assist her, and rule over the night"
>Tristan smiles a hollow smile
>"It appears you have more in common with dear Anonymous and I than I presumed"
>He then gestures to the spot by Anon's bed beside him
>You walk over and stand at his side
>"We have a type of ritual in the Crystal Empire. It's a silly superstition, and is more like a prayer than any true magic, but it reminds us of our origin. I was wondering if you would wish to perform it with me"
"I would love to"
>Tristan holds up the black crystal, revealing the silver chain it hangs from
>He starts singing softly in an old language, one you recognize from school
>It's what was spoken in the Old Crystal Empire, before Equestria conquered it some 700 years ago
>The Empire had regained its independence a few centuries later, but not before the language died
>You hum along to the melody, the notes coming naturally after hearing it
>As the music fills the room, the black crystal starts to change
>It looks as if the insides shift slightly, and colors start to form in it
>A full spectrum of blues and teals opens up, catching the light of the room and dappling it over Anonymous
>You look over at Tristan, and see him smile knowingly
>He continues singing, letting you continue the melody as he slips into a haunting harmony
>It goes on for around two minutes, before he resolves the tune
>As the last notes fade, the crystal shifts again, turning opaque and black once more
"What was that? Magic?"
>Tristan laughs quietly
>"No, I'm afraid that Anonymous was the sorcerer in the family. This is simply a Harmonic Stone, a crystal that responds to the resonance of a voice by shifting its components at slightly different frequencies"
>"The light bounces through it differently as the different parts resonate at different tones, creating the colors. It's more of a parlor trick than a prayer"
"Nonetheless, it is impressive. I thank you for showing me your customs"
>He smiles again, yet it is still that melancholy smile
>"I care about my brother. I really do. Treat him well, Princess"
>At that, Tristan turns from you, walking back through the room and out of the doors
>The guards let him out, they must recognize him as the Crown Prince of the Crystal Empire
>You reflect back on what Tristan said about it not being magic
>The Crystal must have played tricks on the light in the room cast over you
>After all, you could swear you saw a purple glow from his tattoo
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Okay, update is short because of Father's Day, but it comes with an important question. The way I see this going, it could either end up being accurate to the lore of the show in regards to Ancient Equestria, or it could diverge completely due to the amount of fuckery involved. The show ending would be more bittersweet, whereas an alternate history would probably end on a happier note. Which one are people more interested in seeing?
>>27694078
Make it how you want to make it, don't feel like you have to fit a mold to fit the show ending
So I say make it alternate history, creative freedom.
>>27691115
I want to cuddle this horse so bad
>>27696005
Who doesn't?
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>>27696005
More Luna
All the niggas posting Luna, and I'm here stuck with Rari x Anon
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>After some time spent motionless, you begin noticing an increasing feeling of discomfort.
>It something you've grown used to over your years spent together and something you were rather familiar with.
>The reason was always the same.
>Mess.
>The room was a mess, with discarded clothing pieces and randomly scattered luggage.
>The bed was a mess, sheets all clumped and dirty, soaked with fluids you'd rather not name in public.
>And you too were a mess. Your mane completely trashed, hair poking out of it in every possible direction, your coat stained and ruffled.
>As much as you enjoyed the more... primal part of yourself during your intimate moments, the aftershock was something you always had to deal with.
>Resting in a mess like this was simply beyond you, so cleaning up became a part of your ritual.
>As well as your husband refusing to cooperate.
"Honey?"
>"Mmm?"
>A single questioning murmur is all that you managed to extract out of him.
"You know I have to clean this."
>This time you were met with a growl that sounded almost like a wild animal.
>An animal that was angry with it's prey, ready to overpower the lesser creature and force...
>You stop your train of thoughts before they get out of control.
>You've had your fill for tonight after all, you wouldn't want Anon to think that you are some kind of pervert.
>Keeping that in mind, you let the fresh tingle in your loins die out.
"I can't stand our room looking like this. It's just so... improper."
>"So what if it looks like that?"
>You sigh.
>Looks like your spouse is willing to upkeep his half of the ritual.
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"Darling, you know this is important to me."
>"More important than just enjoying your time with your husband?"
>You cringe a bit at that accusation.
"You know I can't just enjoy myself in a place this dirty. That isn't nothing new."
>"Yeah, well you seemed to enjoy yourself quite a bit not so long ago."
>This time you blush furiously and thank Celestia that Anon still has his eyes closed.
"That is... true, but not important right now. Right now I need to fix this chaos, or else I might as well be sleeping on a bed of nails."
>Instead of replying to you, your husband simply took his right arm from under his head and used it to pull you even closer, locking you both in a tight embrace.
>You puff and try to push your way out with your front hooves.
>To no avail.
"Why must you make this so difficult every time?"
>"Me? It is you who insists on ruining the sweet moment with your unreasonable pedantry."
>Even though he said that in a playful tone, you feel somewhat offended.
"Anonymous, that was not a nice thing to say."
>"Mhm."
"My... pedantry is nothing else than just a natural desire to live in a clean space and it is most certainly not unreasonable."
>You put heavy emphasis on the penultimate word, but all you hear back is another 'mhm'.
"And don't think that you can get away with just ignoring me. You will unhand me now, and let me clean this up."
>"Mmmhmm..."
>Sure enough, nothing happened.
>You scrunch your muzzle and channel a simple telekinesis spell.
>You manage to unweave Anon's finger and release his grasp on you.
>You were going to gently let his arms down and push yourself away, but then you heard him say
>"God, you are such a marshmallow sometimes."
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>With too much force and not enough consideration you push his naked body away from you.
>He slides over the edge of your bed, and his desperate grasp for something to hold on to only results in him dragging the duvet down too.
>You did not mean for that too happen, and for a second you want to rush to his aid and apologize.
>But...
>He used the 'M' word.
>You hated when he used the 'M' word, which he obviously exploited far too often.
>So without a word you just pull the covers from your suddenly vacated bed and replace them with new ones from your closet.
>Then you walk out of the room with your head held high, and the dirty evidence of your nighttime adventures held in your magical grasp.
>You did not want to do it, but you peeked at what Anon is doing on the floor.
>He cocooned himself in the bedding, and defiantly stayed there eyes closed.
>You knew that he was just acting up at this point, and that he will make his way back.
>You walk to the bathroom on the first floor (a lady cannot have just 1 bathroom in her house), throw the pile of dirty covers into the washing machine and enter your shower.
>The water manages to hit just right temperature after mere seconds, and you let it flow over you in a cleansing cascade.
>Your coat realigns, the stains let go and your mane gives in to gravity.
>You then carefully take care of every part of your body with a different, specialized and expensive specifics.
>After a long enough time you step out into the corridor, all fresh and dry.
>Well, your mane is still embedded in a towel wrapping, but other than that you are dry.
>As you enter your bedroom you notice your husband snoring on the floor.
>He did not make his way back.
>You sigh and quickly arrange your luggage in the correct order before going to sleep.
So I'm gonna TRY to do this here. If anything muh bread gets free bumps. Comments are always greatly appreciated. It's light on the Anon, be forewarned. Let's not be dead!
[Equestria at War- Dash]
> In an Equestria that never had six friends unite to help stop the evils that attempted to plague it, disarray takes hold.
> Equestria is in conflict with the Crystal Empire.
> Involuntarily at war with a rising power, King Sombra.
> One seemingly insignificant event was altered, halted from ever occurring.
> The Sonic Rainboom.
> Creating a dim alternate universe of Equestria.
*****
> You are young Rainbow Dash, flying high without a care in the world.
> Fore hooves pointed out front, piecing cloud after cloud with light 'puff' sounds as you pass through them.
> Taking a wide lazy turn, you enjoy the feeling of the wind brushing across your cheeks and flowing through your mane.
> You roll so you face the open sky, your legs tucked to your body, the warm sun kissing your face.
> Your eyes close with a content smile as you begin an upside down descent enjoying the feeling of weightlessness.
> The immature chanting of some of your more lame classmates makes your ear twitch.
> Your eyes shoot open as you arc your head to the clouds beneath you.
> "Haha! Nice going Clutzershy!" The dark coated filly, Dumbell, laughs through his words.
> "They aughta ground you permanently!" He continues after catching his breath from his irritating juvenile laughter.
> "Yeah! My baby brother can fly better than you!" You catch that loser, Hoops chipping in.
> The small crowd of several fillies begins to chant, "Fluttershy, Fluttershy, Fluttershy can barely fly!"
> You straighten out to properly face the scene.
> So she's not the best flyer...
> So what!
> They shouldn't be picking on her!
> And nopony is doing anything about it?!
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> You feel an anger grow in your chest and before you realize, you're zipping in her direction.
> With in a short moment you take a lap around the three casting your shadow over them, and land beside the cowering Fluttershy.
"Leave her alone!" You demand beside their victim.
> "Ooo, what are ya gonna do about it. Rainbow Crasshh!?" Hoops turns his name calling to you making sure to accentuate your involuntarily nickname.
> You HATE that name!
"Keep making fun of her and find out!" You confidently retort.
> "You think you're such a big shot? Why don't you prove it?!" His buddy, Dumbell tries to save face.
"Whaddya have in mind?!" You offer a fearless response.
> After all, you're not afraid of these jerks!
> Before you knew it you were standing at a start line of a race.
> Haha!
> What losers!
> They really think they can beat you at what you're best at!?
> You excitedly hoof at the start line eyeing your first check point.
> "You're going down!" Hoops, standing at your side tries to intimidate you.
"In history maybe!" Your comeback is sharp causing him to scrunch his mouth.
> You don't even notice it was Fluttershy that raised a checkered flag signaling to ready.
"See you boys at the finish line!" You say through a smile, focusing only on the flag
> The excitement sent a tingling through your body.
> Your adrenaline coarsed through your veins.
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> You love the feeling!
> You live for this!
> To be the best!
> To win!
> At the first sign of the flag lowering, the three of you took off leaving nothing but a blur behind you along with kicked up cloud and a spinning Fluttershy.
> You naturally pull ahead early.
> It messes with their head when you do that.
> Passing through the first several rings with no real effort you continue with a widening smile into the whipping wind.
> Sweet Celestia you love this!
> An unexpected ram violently snaps you out it.
"Woah!" You try to straighten out.
> "Heh! See ya later Rainbow Crasshh!" Hoops sneers with a sarcastic salute as he takes off.
> Wha?!
"Hey!" A raspy whine escapes as your chase begins.
> You need to win!
> That's what you do!
> That's what makes you so awesome!
> Your teeth grit and eyes squeeze shut as you aim your forehooves towards the lower ring.
> Faster!
> You have to!
> The air you fight against begins to burn your face as the clouds you pierced leave a sharp trail behind you.
> Colors begin to streak along with the very air around you.
> Your vision narrows but remains fixed on your target.
> It even becomes difficult to breath.
> But none of that matters.
> You're the fastest.
> You have to win.
> You need to win!
> You're so close!
> With your wings burning from effort and the wind passing over them, you growl through the pain continuing foward.
> Tears of passion, from the aching desire to win, escape the corners of your eyes.
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> Your fore hooves point foward, desperately reaching for an invisible goal.
> Without any notice or reason, you are violently halted.
> A strange aura keeps you suspended in place, unable to move.
> Unable to catch up.
"Hey!! What gives?!" You try to squirm as your frustrated squeaky rasp calls out to anypony that can hear.
> Now forced to watch in shock as your rival, Hoops passes you.
> Forced to watch as he nears the finish line.
"No!!" Your eyes go wide.
> Forced to watch, as he crosses it.
> He beat you?
> This isn't happening!
> This must be a nightmare!
> You suddenly drop as whatever was holding you dissappears.
"Gah!" You rasp once more as you drop.
> Instinctively, your wings spread evening you out as you scramble towards the final ring towards the finish line.
> "Make way!" Calls from behind you, before your other competitor rams your side causing you to dive head first into a garbage pale past the finish line.
> Rolling across the cloudy floor inside inside of it, you already begin to hear the laughter.
> After a moment you crawl out, still dazed and confused.
> What happened?
> You don't lose.
> You NEVER lose!
> "Haha! Great job Rainbow Crasshh!" A young filly makes his snide immature verbal jab.
"Huh?.." You stand light headed.
> "Haha! Yeah Crash! If we got graded on running into things, you'd get an A!" Hoops adds in, still on his victory high.
"Hey!.." you perk up wiping the refuse off of you.
> Your eyes sting as you remain staring trying to hold your angry expression.
"Shut up! The uh..sun was in my eyes! You guys cheated!" You reach for anything as a reason still confused yourself.
> You actually have no idea what happened.
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> "Wow was it? Only yours? Haha!" Hoops continues.
"Shut up! You rammmed into me!" Your cheeks puff.
> " Classic Crash! Nice excuses! It looks like you just forgot how fly!" The small crowd of gathering fillies begin to giggle.
"Sh-shut up!" Your front begins to crumble as your burning eyes begin to betray you, brimming with tears.
> Humiliation begins to fuel your adrenaline and heat your face.
> "Hey, dweebs! She said shut up! So why don't you.." A young, yet taller Griffin approaches the antagonizing Hoops, pushing a pointing claw into his chest.
> She turns her attention to his accomplice, Dumbell, "And your little coltfriend... Scram!" Her last word projects with authority causing the both of them to flinch.
> The small crowd begins to slowly disperse as her stern icy stare remains unwavering.
> "W-whatever! We had enough of Crash for today anyway... Right?"
> An obviously forced grin begins to fade as his companion doesn't answer.
> "Dumbell?.." he turns to find his friend is already a good distance away.
> He stares in disbelief before pivoting and flapping away himself leaving a cloud trail behind him.
> As embarrassing as it was to have a stranger speak up for you, you couldn't help but to find some humor in how she handled it.
> A small smile unknowingly formed throughout the encounter.
> The Griffin turns to you with a confident grin causing you to stiffen up a little.
> You almost forgot she fought your battle for you.
> But why?
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> "Those losers should find something else to do. Alot of nerve coming from somepony who had to cheat to win.." She says while walking up to you.
"That's what I said!" You perk up, your voice cracks as you agree excitedly.
> But almost immediately you take a defensive posture forgetting you don't know this cat.. bird..
"And who.." you look her over curiously "are you, exactly?.."
> She walks up to you, her smile warming a little.
> "Names, Gilda." She offers a clawed hand to shake that you stare at for a moment.
> You hesitantly watch it, but you suppose you at least owe her an introduction after what she did...
"...Rainbow Dash." You meet her clawed hand with your own hoof.
*****
[>>Fast Foward>>]
> Your teeth grit as your wings burn from the effort of navigating the darkened cloudy crosswind sky, with squinted eyes protected by the clear lense of your flight goggles.
> There!
> Your chin raises as you bank upwards towards your next check point ring.
> The wind whips your multi colored mane and tail into a colorful mess during the manuver.
> "Coming Through!" Sounds in an over confident familiar shout above you.
> A larger Griffin wearing the same Wonderbolts academy outfit as you, powers through the tough crosswinds cutting infront of you.
> In...front of.. you?
> No way!
> You can't lose!
> You're way to awesome for that!
"Gilda cut it out!" You thrust your forelegs foward aiming towards her in a multicolored zip.
> "Ya snooze ya lose dweeb!" You make out through the howling winds.
> You scowl at her as you fall directly behind her, in her draft.
> What a best friend she is!
> You grunt with a burst of effort to pass her once more leaving her beside your rainbow trail.
> Unable to resist the urge you look back with a victorious smile.
>>27697894
End feeler posts. Aka dassit. Feedback, thoughts, etc welcome. Hope it's enjoyed. Moar if interested.
Turtle AND Wan?!? Fucking score!
>>27697925
Interesting and nicely done but is this going to be marital problems? Almost sounds more likely to be rgre.
>>27698206
> Is it going to be mp
I'm going to try my best to make it apply. I don't want to say exactly how because muh plot.
>Rgre
Not the goal.
Forgot to use pic related. If you read my stuff you know I like to world build and ... over background.. hope people give it a shot.
Based WaN posting directly after me so it looks like I wrote more than 3 posts
Pic unrelated
>>27698850
S-sorry... I was just trying to save from pg. 10.
> Like Nao.
Dead thread makes WaN sad.
>>27699826
Bamp
>>27699826
Shit, we aren't allowed to die! I'll pitch in my update for today, then
>>27694078
>You stayed with Anon for the next few hours
>Just sitting by him, waiting and hoping for him to wake
>Doctors came and went, and from what you could tell, he wasn't getting any worse
>Of course, he wasn't getting much better, either
>As you hear the clock strike eleven, you remember that you have a court to hold
>It was more formality than anything, petitioners rarely came by in the night
>Yet it was your chance to exercise what power you had, and you wouldn't miss it
>You leave the hospital, spreading your ethereal wings, and catch a passing breeze up through the city
>You soar beneath the stars, circling around the spires of Canterlot Castle as you flew towards the main hall
>You had always loved flying ever since you gained the ability from the Ritual of Ascension
>That didn't mean you were good at it, but you were steadily improving
>You just felt so free when you were flying, unfettered by gravity
>Able to just glide on currents, soaring to the heights
>It was always a short-lived reprieve, though, because you always had to come down
>You sigh, and land on the balcony leading into the main hall
>Now, it's just going through the familiar motions
>You recieve your ceremonial breastplate at the royal access to the hall
>Don your crown of silver
>Walk into the empty hall, and take your seat on the smaller throne
>You still have a good thirty minutes before court opens, and you take the time to prepare the hall
>A snap of your fingers sets blue flames alight, igniting the torches on the walls
>The glass of the skylight lets in the moon and stars
>And you are profoundly alone
>>27701328
>Finally, you let the pressure of the weeks weigh down on you
>Anonymous being stabbed
>The ensuing squabbles as to how to react
>The reports of your enemies to the North, East, and South raising armies to fight
>Most recently, the fight with Celestia
>It was almost too much
>You were expected to lead, but not make decisions
>Saddled with the responsibility, but given none of the power
>Such was the burden of your position as Princess of the Night
>No one lived in your night
>They slept through it, never to appreciate the beauty
>Wait a minute
>Sleeping
>You were the Princess of Night; you had power over dreams
>You could talk to Anonymous after all
>You could gain some respite at last, and ask his input and advice
>Excited, you quickly gathered your magic to you
>It wouldn't interfere with your holding court, time in the world of Dreams was convoluted
>Hours there were minutes here
>You would have all the time you needed
>Anxious, you reached out to find Anon's mind
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>What you found surprised you greatly
>You were used to fever dreams
>You knew that when the body is in pain, it creates even stranger images in its subconscious than usual
>Which is why the normality of all of this seemed so unusual
>You saw the gardens of Canterlot, specifically a small grove that had a lone white birch in its center
>Beneath it sat Anonymous, idly bouncing a sparking arc of lightning between his hands
>He was leaned up against the tree, dressed in his wedding clothes, and still wearing his diadem
>You were about to go down to him and make yourself known when you see... yourself
>>27701449
>Fascinated, you watch as your dream-self walks towards Anon
>You watch her go, and you know that this is how Anon sees you
>She's more beautiful than you think you are
>Her features are more accentuated, she walks with more confidence, and she smiles an effortless smile like the weight of the world ISN'T on her shoulders
>You sorely wish you could be that woman
>She sits next to Anonymous, leaning her head on his shoulder
>His arm wraps around her
>She leans in, and he kisses her
>You find yourself getting slightly flushed
>Seeing your husband's attraction towards you is not only validating, it's also slightly... arousing
>You're tempted to wait and watch when you remember that you have a purpose here
>You drift down towards your dream-self, and take over from her position
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>You are Anonymous
>You're having a wonderful night
>You're out in the gardens beneath a starry sky, with your arm around your wife
>Life couldn't be better
>You feel Luna stir under your arm
"What is it, sweetie?"
>"Anonymous, you're dreaming"
>Goddamnit
"Well that's a darn shame. I was getting used to this, even if it is just talking to myself"
>You smirk
"Say, subconscious, would you mind giving me a few more minutes with my hot-ass new wife before waking up? Please and thank you"
>You lean back in to kiss Luna again, but she pulls away, blushing furiously
>That's odd
>"Um, Anonymous, it's me. This isn't your subconscious anymore"
>Nah, that's impossible
>You're wife is just the...
>Magical sorceress Princess of the Night and therefore dreams
>Fuck
"Wait- it's you?"
>Your wife grimly nods her head
>Okay brain, time for some serious work
>Run full damage control
"I apologize thoroughly, you know that I would never speak to you in that way-"
>Luna looks away, brushing a strand of hair over her eyes
>"It's alright, let's just... put it behind us"
>Okay, could have been worse
>Seems like she's too shocked to be offended
>Proceed with care
"So, why are you in my dreams?"
>>27701656
>Luna squares her jaw in determination
>"You were wounded grievously at our wedding, and have yet to awake"
>Well that's bad
"That doesn't sound good. What prompted you to come to me like this?"
>She sighs heavily
>Her shoulders sag and she slumps back against the tree
>"The aftermath has been total chaos"
>You raise an eyebrow inquisitively, prompting her to go on
>"Running the nation becomes much harder in times of war. I was shielded from involvement in the Discordian Rebellions because of my youth, but this time I take the full force. Add to that the oddity of your attacker, and it becomes overwhelming"
>Wait a minute
>You get stabbed on your wedding day
>Your possibly-demigod wife decides to access your coma dreams
>And her purpose is to come to you for moral support
>You let out a laugh at the absurdity of the circumstance, one that is obviously not appreciated by Luna
>Her glare quiets you, and you think up a proper response
"I understand, getting asked to make life-or-death decisions is never easy. It never should be. Now what was this about a strange attacker?"
>Luna explains what they found out about your would-be assassin
>You never saw anything about it in your studies, but...
"It sounds like a Changeling"
>Luna's surprise betrays her recognition
>"I heard that from our General"
>Unsurprising
"Changelings are a folk tale from Minos. The legends say that they abused the gift they had to change forms, using it for sowing chaos and feeding off of the love of others. The Gods punished them by making their true form horrible to look upon, and casting them out of the world, into mountain caves and underground hives. They follow a Queen, a being of terrible power that exerts absolute control over her followers"
>Luna looks at you inquisitively
>"If this is a legend of Minos, how do you know it?"
>You smile
"The Royal Family of the Crystal Empire is descended from the tribes that lived on its land- I share more blood with that general than with you"
>>27701731
>From her face, Luna appears to be taking this Changeling theory much too seriously for her own good
>You don't want to scare her with legends
"Of course, these are tales told to children that try to explain how the Glaciers are castles constructed by Giants made of Frost, and how thunder is the sounds of an eternal battle between the Gods and Giants"
>She looks unconvinced
"If you don't believe me, ask Starswirl. He'll know that there have been absolutely no sightings or other proof that Changelings are anything more than a faerie tale"
>She starts to protest, but her voice is drowned out by a strong wind
>You look confused, but not nearly as much as Luna
>A split second later, her look of confusion turns to one of joy
>She starts shouting over the wind, but you can barely make it out
>"Anon, you're waking up!"
>That's nothing to be worked up over
>Oh, wait
>You were stabbed
>Luna surges forward, wrapping you in a hug as the wind blows your hair and clothes
>"I will see you before the sun is up! As soon as court concludes, I'll be there!"
>The wind starts blowing away the gardens that you were sitting in, and Luna starts to fade with the landscape
>Your world coalesces into a single point of light
>Then, you wake up with a jolt to startled doctors and a burning pain in your back
>>27701328
>>27701449
>>27701656
>>27701731
>>27701763
That's it for now. I stayed up later than usual writing because of the Solstice, but now I'm off. Keep bumping, guys, and I'll see you all tomorrow.
>>27694050
Tristan infected Anon with the gay, he will now crave the hot wizard booty
>>27686262
>>27701776
Thanks Captn'
>>27697894
Wake up peoples.
> i-if you don't m-mind that is...
******
> "First thing we do when we arrive upon a casualty isss?" An instructor let's the question hang.
> "Check for breathing, stop the bleeding.." the room of medic trainees drones, boredom heavy in their tone.
> The classroom is so stuffy...
> And you've been over this a million times already..
> You stare out of the cracked window not really paying attention with your chin rested on your hoof, focusing on the red cross upon your hat in its reflection.
> Then adjusting your focus to the drab colors and handful of dilapidated buildings outside, remembering what a lovely town Ponyville used to be...
> Your notes were done.
> Your studying, Through.
> Hell, you could recite this all verbatim.
> It was important to be ready to help others.
> That's all you ever wanted to do.
> And you'll be the best, if you have anything to say about it.
> You just never imagined it would be in this... capacity.
> At least you're not being asked to... Kill.. anypony.
> That's why you signed up for this.
> You had to do your part!
> What better way than~
> "Redheart, are you paying attention?" The instructor catches you off guard.
"Oh, uhm. Yes instructor Oath." You nervously reply, shifting and sitting up attentively.
> "Alright then. Why don't you repeat what I just said." His brow drops in annoyance as he pushes his black frame glasses back up to his eyes.
> Your lips scrunch as you try to keep your cool.
> Ohh... what was he saying!?
> The dozens of eyes focused on you didn't help any as you fiddle through your notes trying to sell your effort.
"Uhmmm... I.." your voice trembles as you flip page after page before you.
> He eyes your well documented notes as you do so.
> "That's what I thought..." he keeps his stare on you but strangely enough, his gaze of annoyance begins to soften.
>>27704548
> "You need to pay attention. To be aware of what's going on around you. Especially out there." He turns to address the rest of the class to drive the issue, pointing out the window with a hoof.
> "Lives will be in your hooves. Ponies will be counting on you... You cant help them if you can't help yourself." He turns back to you after a short pause.
> With a sence of sadness in his eyes he continues speaking to the class while looking at you, "And you definitely can't help anypony, if you're dead."
> You gulp and sink into your seat a bit.
> "...Understood? " His tone relaxes.
> You can sence his genuine care as he calmed.
> "Understood.." the class responds while you barely meep.
* * * * * *
[>>Fast Foward >>]
> "Using these dummies, we're going to be practicing the application of the healing bandages along with everything else we have covered.. Now since not all of us are granted the unique powers of unicorns, doesn't mean~" His words fade as you begin to unwrap your bandages and other medical supplies infront of you.
> You already knew what he was going to task you all with.
> Each of the dummies had an injury written on them, from minor wounds to mortal injuries.
> You were to administer first aid appropriately more than likely.
> "The catch is, one of the four will not make it. As in real life you will be tasked to determine that in order to help those that you can still save." You halt as your mouth opens slightly in disbelief.
> Not make it?...
"B..but sir?.. Are you asking us to discard a life?" Several of your classmates groan in annoyance, some mumble and bury their faces in there hooves.
> "Redheart... I'm asking you to save those that you actually can..." he seems baffled by your confusion.
> But that means by... letting somepony else... die.
> That's not why you're here!
> You refuse to compromise like that!
"What if we choose to save all of them?" You defiantly ask.
>>27704559
> "Well then you're telling me you would risk three other lives who, with a fair amount certanty would survive.. trying to save one... You know what you end up with when you risk that?" His words are oddly calm.
> You feel frozen as his logic sinks in and barely shake your head in response.
> "You end up with four dead bodies, Redheart. Casualty one, maybe needs a splint to keep broken bones in place. Casualty two, a fair amount of patching up to stop blood loss.. Casualty three, disinfectant on some burns, maybe some antibiotics. And last but not least... Casualty number four. Who needs all of the above. Do you let one, two and three go to try to MAYBE save four? Depleting all of your resources?...Burning away precious time?.." his eyes almost seem to search for an actual answer in you.
> Your own eyes sadden as you struggle to find a logical response, looking between each of the four 'casualties' before you.
"I..I would find a way." You insecurely whisper facing your would be patients.
> His chin raises a little with a small inhale, frustrated yet hopeful by your determination.
> "...I hope that you one day do, Redheart..." he looks up to the class, "And I pray to Celestia, that none of you have to ever make that decision. But don't forget that one day you may indeed have to." Several ponies stare at the floor lost deep in the sobering thought.
> He looks around then back to you, "Now.. You have ten minutes."
> He taps a timer next to him
> Each metronome like tick eerily reminds you, every moment that passes is a moment closer to one of your 'casualties' demise.
> That is, unless you do something.
> Unless you help...
> "Begin."
> The class begins working diligently on their own seperate, yet easiest injuries first disregarding the 'waste of time' patient
> You can't help but to stare down at the worst of yours.
> Your wild imagination picturing a writhing pony desperate, crying for help.
> The imaginary pleas ring in your ears as you scan all four
>>27704711
Almost got caught being an immense faggot posting this. Gonna pause for now.
> Mfw unknown persons walks from behind, "What ya doing WaN?.."
wan, wrong story
>>27705517
Negatron. Unless you were looking for T.S. Just another viewpoint. Have plenty more but I need time and space to put it up. That is if Anon's want it. And or they're any left.
>>27705671
Nope, just plain namefags and one tripfag.We AiE now
>>27704711
Fuck you WaN. Don't torture this QT.
>>27705671
>looking for T.S.
>>27704711
> How could you just ignore that?...
> Instructor Oath watches intently to see where you begin.
> The panicked expression you wear begins to fade.
> Your lips tighten as determination takes hold, beginning on your worst casualty.
> Instructor Oath sighs looking away as you begin to work on your 'patient', a fallen pegasus, compound breaks to the left side, multiple lacerations, with head trauma and~
> The door creeks open, "Hip, my friend! A moment please?" A strange looking well dressed... human, was it?... leans into the class.
> "Ah! Sergeant Anonymous!" Instructor Oath's expression lights up.
> "Oh please. You know you don't need to call me that." He waves a dismissive hand.
> It's him?
> That human is Sergeant Anonymous?
> Instructor Oath heads out of the classroom with a wide smile, where the human greets him with a hug.
> You try to focus on your task at hoof, but can't help but to hear some muffled conversation from the less than maintained walls.
> It's difficult to make out, but at one point you think you hear your name.
> Looking up, you notice the instructor pointing you out with a hoof to a nodding Anonymous who peeks in looking at your direction.
> "If you say so buddy. You know I trust you." You hear Sergeant say.
> You tense with a gulp and go back to work.
>>27706520
****
[>>Moar Fast Foward>>]
"Thirty seconds to target!" You yell back to your right wing flier, Gilda who stays in perfectly steady formation with you despite the heavy winds and cloud cover.
> She nods acknowledging your message before you both simultaneously pitch right and begin slow descent in your matching academy uniforms.
> This is it!
> Final test day!
> You've passed highest across the board so far, with your wing mare Gilda.
> Her weaknesses were covered by your strengths and vice versa.
> You two were unstoppable!
> The two of you literally did everything together.
> Eat, train, sleep, drill.
> You almost shared one mind at this point.
> The rain droplets that begin to fall as you near breaking cloud coverage, begin to sting your cheeks as your descent angle increases.
> "Ten seconds! Let's do this Dash!" Gilda calls out from your right.
> You raise a hoof before speaking.
"Three, two, one... Let's kick some flank!! Wooo!" You point downward as you begin a nose dive in perfect unison tightly tucking your wing span.
> You both pierce the heavy gray clouds causing it to swirl behind you, like an emerging tornado.
> An awaiting Spitfire standing a small distance away from a multi colored ringed target lowers her glasses watching intently with a slightly agape mouth almost dropping her clipboard.
> Your cheeks begin to involuntarily flap from the increasing speed, as you nose dive hooves first towards the target.
"Ready?!" You almost choke on the force of the wind.
> "Ready!"
"Now!" You shout fighting the force of the wind.
> With machine like precision, both of your wings spans open wide steadying your descent.
> And with a release of a rip cord, both drop simulation ordance on the target.
> Immediately you both bank back towards the clouds pitching left.
> Spitfire eyes the target as four smoke trails from your dropped 'ordnance' stream upwards from the bullseye mark.
> You can't help but to look over your shoulder to see yourself.
>>27706566
"Aww yeah!" You pump a foreleg. "Awesome! We did it again Gilda!" You Pump a victorious hoof as Gilda approaches to fly even to your right.
> "Yeah, not bad Crash!" She shoots you a confident smirk.
> Crash?!
> You hate that!
"Shut up you lame.. uh.. Catbut!" Regret immediately begins to consume you at the terrible come back.
> You know she won't let that slide.
> Gilda begins to laugh aloud before pretending to paw at your direction in a cat like manor with her claws.
> "Rawr! Good one Crash! Haha!" She teases still playfully swatting at you.
"Cut it out!" You puff your cheeks in frustration as you pitch left away from her speeding away.
> "Aww somepony is mmaadd." She flies wingtip to wingtip with you after a moment of catching up.
> At one point, hers overlaps your own a tiny bit.
> You keep your angry face on, but glance at the contact.
> Your cheeks remained puffed, but you couldn't stay mad at her forever.
> You two are too awesome of a team.
*****
* * * *
[>>Fast Foward>>]
> "Let me be the first to welcome, all of our newest Cadet Graduates.." a dark lense glasses wearing speaker at a podium pauses intentionally before small seated crowd before her.
> She scans left and right before continuing.
> "..To the Wonderbolts!" She delivers the sentence with tamed enthusiasm.
> The small crowd of graduates remains still, while surrounding family and friends cheer wildly.
> "Your years of training and dedication to~" The speaker at the podium, Spitfire, attempted to deliver a heartfelt congratulations dressed proudly in her Wonderbolt uniform, adorned by medals of various colors each signifying their own achievements and commendations.
>>27706600
> You can't help but let a giddy smile crack through as a sence of accomplishment washes over you.
> Omigosh! You're eating this all up!
> A life long dream come true.
> Finally..
> You did it, you're a Wonderbolt!
> Nothing could possibly bring you dow~..
> "Blahhh blah blah.. Am I right Dash?.." Your .. dearest friend Gilda grumbles beside you dressed in a similar graduate uniform, right down to the top ten percent gold shoulder braid as you, seemingly uninterested.
"Will you can it?! I wanna listen to this!" You whisper as quietly and aggressively as possible, immediately turning back with your bright eyes.
> "Your training is unparalleled, your skills unrivaled!~", Spitfire continues as she sternly scans the crowd before her.
> Gilda raises a bored eyebrow to the speaker and glances to you.
> Totally not paying attention to her...
> With a slight shift she opens her wing span enough to gently have a feather tickle the small hairs near your ear causing it to twitch.
> You flinch pulling away from her and bump into the pegasus to your right.
> "Hey!" The pegasus grunts under his breath delivering an uncomfortable scowl.
"Heh! Sorry!" You whisper apologetically with a nervous smile before turning to Gilda, giving her the hardest 'knock it off' stare you can.
> She chuckles to herself amused by your reaction.
> "Even though these past few years have changed the demands, needs, rolls and traditions of the Wonderbolts. Where our institution was primarily pegasus based, we proudly now include Griffins, Pegasi and.. erm.. Bat Pony.. alike in this year's graduation." Her enthusiasm seems to waver at the end.
>>27706629
> Several Bat Ponies, wearing dark tinted flying goggles and visoring the sun with a foreleg, look left and right to see if anypony else noticed the hesitancy to mention them, obviously offended.
> "Yeah.. A body is a body during a war..." Gilda grumbles once more nonchalantly inspecting one of her claws.
> You can't help but deflate at that comment, as if it takes away from your accomplishments.
> Your dreams.
> Your own worth as a Wonderbolt.
"Why can't you just let me have this moment?!" You grumble back at her through tightly clenched teeth.
> "Well you're here aren't you. Have your moment. Geez..." She says trying to make you feel oblivious.
> It only served to burn you up more.
"You know what I mean, Gilda!" You say louder than intended.
> The stadium floor of graduates simultaneously turn and stare at your direction.
> Silence.
> ohmigosh...
> This isn't happening...
> Why did it have to be quiet just then?!
> A lone cough is the only thing heard for a moment.
> One of the closer Bat Ponies slightly lifts her goggles, still visoring the sun to look with an arched brow.
> Gilda even leans back and stares like she had nothing to do with it, with her innocent facade.
> You immediately feel like you're three inches tall, as even Spitfire peers at you from the podium over the top of her sun glasses.
> "..Ahem...As I was saying... The war was not something we asked for, nor something we hoped to be a part of... But rather something we were forced to enter. It is imperative that we all do our part~" her tone turns more grim.
"Gilda...I could kill you right now..." you speak with your eyes closed, through your teeth, the embarrassment aching, radiating in your chest and heating your cheeks.
>>27706663
> "Well, you could try to anyway, dweeb..." She gives you a playful shoulder bump to the side while staring upfront.
"I swear to Celestia..." you speak through a sigh.
> "Oh calm down. That blush looks cute on you anyway." She glances down to you with a quick confident smirk, before turning back to the podium.
> Your face slightly warms and if your blush could worsen, it did as you scrunched your face turning back to the podium as well.
> You try to keep your angry front going, as you glance back to her.
> "I wish you all, a safe career. Congratulations, Wonderbolts!" Spitfire snaps to attention.
> "For Celestia!" She declares firmly, chin raised, without the microphone.
> The entire crowd snaps to attention and with a tight unison roar, "For Equestria!"
> You stand proudly with your chest out and chin raised high.
> Spitfire let's the echo dissapate before letting out a firm, authoritative, "Diissmissed."
> Cheers break out through the graduating floor.
> Everypony looks towards the visitor section to find whoever came to watch them graduate.
> And you...
> Well, you don't want to look lame or anything so, you pretend to look knowing nopony is there.
> The family and guest passes they gave to you were still in your pocket..
> You catch yourself watching your classmates running to their respective families and loved ones..
> Hugging.
> Smiling.
> Taking pictures...
> "Come on dweeb.." Gilda places a wing around your withers pulling you away from your accidental longing stares.
> You look to her trying to keep a tough front on.
>>27706694
> But she knew you well enough.
> You were kind of hurt not having anypony else to share this moment with.
> She pulls you snug to her side.
> "Let's get us a drink. Your treat!" She rocks you a bit teasing.
"My treat?! Gee thanks.." you give her a friendly shove, ducking out of her wing embrace.
> Gilda laughs as you exit the area together.
> At least you could share this with her.
> As much as you enjoyed teasing eachother, you wouldn't trade her in for the world.
"Thanks for everything. Well, except for making me embarrass myself and all." Your words come unfiltered from the heart.
> You really meant it...
> Shes been an anchor for you when things got rough.
> There to laugh with, and to pick eachother up through disappointments.
> Not that you had many since you're totally awesome and all.
> She smiles while staring ahead, "I didn't do anything. You did that on your own, loser."
"Pfffft.. puh-lease... I still love ya anyway though." Your lips immediately go tight and eyes widen realizing what you just said.
> Gilda tenses as well with a barely visible blush still looking ahead.
> "Ya.. uh well, Listen Dash I.. I, uhmm~" her blush worsens as she stumbles over her words.
> Quick Dash!
> Damage control!
"Heh! No homo, of course!" You offer a jab to her side with a forced chuckle.
> The jab thuds against her, causing her to wince and glance at you for a moment, almost with a look of shock and confusion.
> Strange, your shoves or jabs never made her move or flinch.
> "Oh... y-yeah..." She looks back ahead, "Yeah! Of course. Whatever you say dweeb!" She says louder than normal, looking away.
>>27706750
> The rolling thunderous tremor that was your advance team steadily moved.
> Run...
> Just keep running..
> The air that fills your lungs is stifling.
> Humid.
> Thick.
> Your gasping breaths time with your hoof steps.
> The ill fitting red crossed helmet you wear bobbles left and right, unsecured during your exhausting strides.
> But you can't fix it now.
> You're already falling behind!
> Instructor Oath chose you specifically for this!
> You can't let anypony down!
> The oversized helmet begins to slide over your eyes blinding your direction.
"Uhg! Nooo!" You whine to yourself.
> Quickly you flick your head back to clear your sight, almost loosing your helmet entirely.
> You continue with your wide eyed stare.
> You're not afraid... You're not..
> Ponies still pass your left and right, armor clad in the traditional, once pristine, golden armor of the Princess.
> Now battle worn and filthy.
> Charging.
> Screaming.
> "Foward! For Princess Celestia!" A random, thoaty, faithful cry tries to energize the weary stampede traversing a battle scarred terrain, over the sounds of several distant booms.
> "For Equestria!" The crowd roars back in a disorganized thunderous reply.
>>27706774
And dassit for now. Come on Anon bruhs and baes. Look alive.
>>27706783
no offense WaN, but I'm having a hard time seeing how this is marital problems related
Digging the story, even though the constant shift in focus is throwing me off
You can be just like me and not realise that "marital" is not the same as "martial" because reading is hard. Then it all fits.
>>27707363
No offense taken. It was going to get there. I didn't plan on;
> anon married whose.
> Whorse does 'x'
> Anon does 'Y' cause anon mad.
Kinda story.
It was going to come together between views and plot. [Ways I don't want to say because I guess I'll take it back to the RD thread and get drown out there] Hence the stick with it post, and the I like to background warning. No biggie. I tried, I'm enjoying writing it. Guess its not gonna work here after all. It'll be in the bin or that thread if anyone's interested.
>>27707457
Don't get me wrong, I'm enjoying reading it. If you say it's gonna be related then I trust your word. I'm not trying to bully or anything like that. Pls keep posting it here.
>>27707380
Wait, this thread wasn't Martial Problems all along? Damnit!
>>27698563
I love world building more than anything so no complaints here.
>>27707457
Now come on Wan. Ur a veteran. U know better than to run just cause someone asked a question.
That said if u feel Rd thread is a better fit so be it. I'll follow in bin (tho if u abandon it like TS ima b pisses... speaking of which where's my TS?)
>>27707457
No no, don't go RD thread. Trust me, it is a weird place.It probably wasn't without influence that I insulted her about dozen times in first 4 posts of my story, but still
ach
>>27707457
Dont fully go to RD thread. That shit dies and newly reborn (purge all old story/etc) every few weeks.
>>27710874
Always like evil Twily without the green, and red eyes.
>>27713847
>A pony armor that actually covers neck
Holy shit, it's almost as if it represented about a half of frontal area and was the prime target for any attack.
Seriously, all the artists drawing fucking breastplates on ponies just straight up triggers my autism
>>27713983
But is it really autism if you're right?
LIVE DAMMIT
I come to breathe the green of life into the thread. Also, I'm pretty shit at updating the pastebin, but here's a link: http://pastebin.com/D3UDUT7e
>>27701763
>You're pretty sure your back is on fire
>At least it feels like it
>The doctors are talking to you, instructing you on all sorts of things
>You aren't listening
>The one thing that you caught was that they didn't expect you to be back so soon
>After what seems like an eternity, the doctors stop speaking and leave your room
>You start reaching back to explore the wound, using a couple of mirrors to see it
>The wound was as much of a cut as a stab, yet you know it went deep
>Oddly enough, the skin is knit back together almost seamlessly
>The only evidence that the wound was there is the blackened scab
>But when you touch the skin, you realize that what you thought was a scab is actually just your skin
>It's pulled taut and blackened, but it is smooth and unbroken
>Even now, you feel the burning subsiding
>You hear the door open quickly, and turn around, expecting to see your wife
>Instead, Tristan stands before you, with one of the most genuine smiles you've ever seen him sport
"Tristan! Get over here!"
>He walks to your bedside, reaching an arm out and clasping you in a hug
>"I came when I heard you were badly wounded. Neither Father or Orion could be bothered, but it's their loss"
>You're not surprised at this news, merely glad that Tristan came
"How long are you here for?"
>Tristan grins sheepishly
>"Only until tomorrow. Things are tense back home with the deal, and I need to get back"
>You're saddened by that
>You were hoping you'd get some more time with him
>He notices
>"Cheer up. We have now. By the way, I met your wife"
"Oh really? What'd you think?"
>"You could have definitely done worse. Her sister seems like she was born with a whip in her hand"
>You can't help but laugh at that
"She's not that bad once you get to know her"
>Tristan looks unconvinced
>"Imagine being married to her. If she's this strict with her sister, her husband would be manacled to her side"
"Don't jinx yourself, Tristan. Never know when the Empire will need another Alliance"
>>27716367
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>You spent the next hour joking with Tristan
>It was relaxed and easy, just like when you were kids
>You caught up on each others' lives and the changes that happened when you went away
>You told Tristan about Starswirl and your new nickname, he told you that he had started practicing a bit of magic himself
>Apparently, he finally found something that helped him materialize the power
>You were glad
>Eventually he had to sleep, and so Tristan bid you farewell
>"Good night, Little Brother. And remember, you owe me"
>He closes the door on his way out, leaving you alone with your thoughts
>You had missed this side of Tristan
>He had been much gloomier in the past few months as he became more and more frustrated with the Empire he was expected to rule
>You didn't know what caused the change, but it was a good one
>As you sat contemplating the change in your brother, you almost didn't hear the door creak open
>You definitely heard the scream of "ANONYMOUS!"
>And you definitely felt the impact of approximately 140 lbs of excited princess slam into you in a hug
>"Anonymous, I came as soon as court was out!"
>Luna is clinging on to you
"Hey, no worries. I'm glad to see you here"
>You hug her back
>She obviously needs some comfort right now
>"You won't believe how worried I was. I am NOT becoming a widow a week after marrying"
>You chuckle at that
"I had no intention of letting you become one"
>She stays in the hug, pulling you close like she's afraid you'll slip out of her grasp
>You sit there for about a minute, one hand stroking her star-flecked hair while the other held her
>Eventually, her grip relaxes, and she sits up to face you
>You can see her eyes are misty with tears that she would not let fall
>"We have a lot to talk about"
>>27716503
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"So, to sum it all up: We have no idea who or what attacked me, who or what they were working for, why they did it, or how they got into the castle. Apart from that, the Gryphic Kingdoms have made an alliance with Araby, who are both massing manpower; the tribes of Minos have started raiding villages in the northern Crystal Empire, and Dracosia has been negotiating with the burgeoning alliance."
>Luna looks weighed down by a lead balloon
>"Yes... that's about right"
"Wow. I take a nap for a week and the whole country goes to shit"
>Luna was not expecting that response
>She frowns and lightly hits you on the arm
>"These are the affairs of your nation, and you would do well to take them seriously"
>Well, looks like the fun police are here
"Okay, okay. Well, our most pressing concern are the Gryphics. Their knights are formidable, and their diplomats are currently a nexus of cooperation between otherwise disparate nations. If we shatter them, then Dracosia never enters the war, Araby bails, and we're left to clean up Minos"
>"How do you propose we 'shatter' one of the most powerful militaries in the world?"
>Ay, there's the rub
"Well... they don't have much magic power, so a few groups of battlemages from the Crystal Empire would be invaluable. Apart from that, I don't know yet. I've only been awake for two hours"
>Luna sighs, and turns her head away
>"I'm sorry. I'm just lost right now and need something that Celestia can't possibly shoot down"
>Celestia?
>That's a new problem
"What's wrong with Celestia?"
>>27716367
>>27716503
>>27716581
I'm tired as fuck, so I'm gonna end it here. I really need to start writing earlier in the night instead of procrastinating until 10
It has been way too long since I've written anything for you guys and I hate leaving things unfinished so I'll probably start updating my story again later today.And maybe I'll get to break some hearts.
>>27716680
Hype!
>>27716641
Thanks Captn'
>>27716680
https://pastebin.com/NW77DG4A
Alright so it's been a while since I've done this, might as well have a quick recap for what's happened.
>Anon is a part-time baker, part-time vet helping out Fluttershy, and husband of Pinkie Pie. This sounds really good and all but it's hard to match Pinkie's enthusiasm and it leaves him feeling a little impotent.
>Anon also happens to be a serial hugger when he's tired which is usually because he sleeps like shit, of course he doesn't realize that ponies hug each other all the goddamn time so this makes his stupid ass worry more.
>Rainbow Dash has spied on Anon and Pinkie since the inception of their relationship, though at this point she's a little jealous of Pinkie and has to deal with the fact that the horse all about Loyalty might have to go back on that because she's being selfish.
>Rarity is Anon's best friend who provides him a place to crash when he's having one of his episodes because she knows how neurotic and worrisome he can get.
>Right now Pinkie is blissfully unaware of Anon beating himself up and is preparing yet another party for ponies.
I think that covers everything, so I'm gonna get started writing the rest of the story.
Bump.So who here is ready for a green to get a little greener? Maybe even bugbutt green?
>>27718642
Time to drop the green bomb.
>You awoke to Opal cuddling your chest.
"Come on little buddy, let me get up."
>The cat purred and hopped off your chest.
>You sat up and sighed.
>Today was gonna be one helluva day.
>Rarity had left you a light hoodie with a note.
>"It seemed a tad chilly this morning, and I know you like these silly things. -Rarity"
>She works fast, and doesn't skimp out on quality because of it either.
>This thing felt like silk, except not.
>Might've been fleece or something, you were never too good with textures.
>You slipped it on and moseyed downstairs.
>If you were lucky you could get out of here before-
>"Oh hey Mr. Anon! I was looking for you!"
"I just woke up Sweetie."
>The little filly tugged at your pant-leg and scrunched up her face.
>"Come on! Rainbow Dash said she was gonna wake up early for you!"
"Wonderful."
>"I know right?! She never wakes up this early!"
>You'd have to teach her sarcasm someday.
>Or maybe she was already redirecting it back to you, you couldn't tell.
>You picked the filly up and set her on your shoulders.
"Right, let's get this over with already."
>"Yeah! That's the spirit Anon!"
>You grabbed a few slices of bread on the way out.
>It wasn't much, but it was better than nothing.
>You rubbed your chest, seems you still had some pains.
>Not that the kid needed to know.
>After all, a piggyback ride wouldn't kill you.
>Just gave you another reason to wear clothes.
>Only Pinkie needed to know about that scar.
>Sweetie was rambling on about how much work they'd put into setting this whole thing up.
>You'd learned to smile and nod, letting the information overload just settle in.
>"We're here!"
>You'd walked the road to Sweet Apple Acres enough times that you didn't even need to pay attention.
>You set Sweetie down and walked to the clubhouse.
>What you hadn't expected was Dash to tidy up for you.
>>27719778
>She'd only put her hair into a ponytail, but it was something.
>She fidgeted in her seat and blushed.
>"So... how do I look?"
>You shrugged.
"I dunno, cute?"
>"Well you're wrong! Because it's not! This is a practical hairstyle!"
>You raised an eyebrow.
"You never have it in a ponytail though."
>"Yeah? Well I bet I can beat you at this dating thing anyway!"
"It's not a competition. Also I'm married, I think I can take you on."
>"Pfft, yeah right!"
>You really didn't need this so early in the morning.
>"Betcha can't beat me in a race across Sweet Apple Acres!"
"I'm not racing you."
>She hovered in front of your face, "Why? Scared you're gonna lose?"
>You sighed.
"Remember when you didn't see me for about a month earlier this year?"
>"Uh, duh? Those thirty-seven days were so boring!"
"I was in the hospital."
>The CMC had ran off to do some prep work.
>"Oh... uh, what for?"
>You raised your shirt up.
>She gasped and sat slack-jawed for a minute before getting real close.
>"Dude... that's so awesome!"
"Yeah well it doesn't feel awesome. I got swiped by a timberwolf."
>She sat down on the table and looked up at your eyes.
>"How'd you get attacked by a timberwolf?"
"It's not that interesting, don't worry about it."
>She placed her forehooves on your shoulders, "I'm interested."
"Well... alright, but sit down first."
>She sat down on your lap.
"Very funny."
>She smirked, "You're smiling."
"I am and I hate it, you dork."
>She stuck her tongue out, "Just tell the story already!"
>>27719795
"Pinkie had gotten an order from Zecora, so I decided to join her on the trip..."
>You remembered it vividly.
>The two of you were chatting away on the return trip with a bag of bits in tow.
>"So then I said to him, 'Oatmeal? I love oatmeal!' and he just kinda stared at me for a while."
"Hehe, good one Pinks."
>You noticed her ears twitching and her nose perking up.
>You listened for the sound of movement.
>"Nonny, I think we should-"
>You grabbed her in an embrace and hit the ground.
"GET DOWN!"
>A timberwolf nearly took your head off before tumbling onto the ground.
"Timberwolves... gimme a break, we just navigated a field of poison joke and hid from a manticore!"
>It lunged at you and you shoved your foot into its face, causing it to splinter into the ground.
>You crushed its head under your boot to make sure it didn't come back.
"These things are always too stubborn for my tastes."
>Pinkie taped one of their mouths shut after popping it a breath mint.
>"Tell me about it! They're such a tough crowd to please!"
>You choke slammed one into the ground on its head, shattering the core.
>Dash perked up hearing this part of the story.
>"You watch wrestling too?!"
"Well, yeah I did. Didn't realize you guys had wrestling here."
>"Duh! We should catch a match together sometime!"
>You shrugged.
"I might take you up on that offer, as a friend."
>"Yeah yeah, just finish the story!"
"I would if you hadn't interrupted me."
>Between the two of you, the timberwolves didn't stand much of a chance.
>You'd walked this road too many times to get killed by walking splinters.
>What you'd never expected was for the alpha timberwolf to make an appearance.
>The thing stood at about seven or eight feet tall, a good foot or two higher than you.
>Not like the smaller, more fragile timberwolves.
>These things were built to last.
>>27719806
>Its roar bellowed out, causing the other timberwolves to stand down.
>The things had formed a circle around you and the alpha.
"Don't suppose I could pay you to fuck off?"
>It screeched in your face.
"Nah, didn't think so."
>You danced out of the way of its claws.
"What? Think I'm just gonna stand there and take it?"
>You launched a kick into its ribcage.
>At least you think that's where their ribcages are.
>Your fists wouldn't do much, but maybe your boots would.
>The thing stumbled a little, growling at you.
"Knew I told Rarity to give these things steel toes for a reason."
>These things didn't weigh much, but it was magic holding them together.
>You would ask Twilight for an anti-timberwolf spell, but she'd probably tell you "No."
>Then give you a lesson about how all life is precious.
>Didn't do much good when your life was spilled all over the ground.
>You bopped it on the nose and twirled around to its backside while it was stunned.
>You picked it up with all of your might, and suplexed it into the ground.
>Dash rolled her eyes, "Why would you even do that?"
"Because I could, now let me finish the damn story."
>You dusted yourself off and gave Pinkie a grin.
>You went to walk over to her but the other timberwolves blocked the way.
"Oh come on, I just destroyed your leader!"
>You heard the rattling of wood clicking into place.
"Fuck me, I forgot to finish him off didn't I?"
>You turned around.
"Alright big guy, let's fucking g-"
>You felt a claw swipe across your chest.
"-o... sh...it."
>You collapsed onto the ground.
>"NONNY!"
>You chuckled.
"I-I'm fine Pinks, just got a little splinter!"
>You felt a metallic taste in your mouth.
>The big guy was walking over to Pinkie, almost as if he was taunting you.
>The thought of your wife being in danger, and needing you to save her.
>You were determined to stop that thing.
>>27719817
>You pushed yourself up, chest screaming at you to stop.
>But you couldn't stop, if you did she would die.
"Hey asshole, I'm still not dead over here."
>You could swear you saw its eye twitch as it turned around.
>You couldn't blame it, your shirt had to be covered in blood.
"That's my wife, and this was one of my favorite shirts."
>You must've looked like hell, because the thing wasn't making any movements.
>You smacked it onto the ground and stomped on its face.
>You kept stomping until it stopped twitching.
>The other timberwolves had run off in fear.
"Everything went black after that until I woke up in the hospital."
>"See? That wasn't so boring! Not many ponies can say they survived an alpha timberwolf!"
"Yeah well for a while I didn't think I survived."
>"Didn't realize you were so dramatic though."
"Look, a guy's gotta have some fun fighting giant monsters, right?"
>Dash fluttered her wings and carried herself back over to her seat, "I guess. You could've died though."
"I thought you were the brave one?"
>Her eye twitched, "Well yeah, I AM! But you mean a lot to a bunch of ponies!"
>"I, uh... tend to annoy a lot of ponies."
"Scootaloo sure goes on enough about you."
>"Heh, she was really happy to get to call me sis, truth is I'm glad to have somepony like her around."
>You took a drink of the tea the CMC had given you two.
>It was... actually pretty good.
"Why's that?"
>"In case you couldn't tell, I'm..."
>The next words looked like they put her in physical pain to say.
>"... a little insecure about myself."
"You've saved Equestria and you're one of the fastest, coolest ponies around though."
>"Yeah but, I always feel like I have to push myself to be better, and outside of that..."
>She scrunched her mouth, "I, uh, I'm having a breakdown right now."
"How so?"
>"Because, well, you know I really like you but I'm being selfish and... I'm..."
>She sighed, "I'm hurting your relationship with Pinkie. And I feel awful for it."
>>27719825
>You reached over and ruffled her hair.
"Tell you what, I'll get Pinkie to make some comfort food for you. I should be helping with that party anyway."
>"Heh, thanks... promise me you won't tell anypony about all that mushy feeling stuff, okay?"
"Whatever do you mean? You're the biggest badass in Equestria!"
>She giggled despite herself, "Thanks dude."
>You drank the rest of the tea and told Apple Bloom that whoever made it had made some bomb-ass tea.
>You took the scenic route to wake yourself up some more.
>You stopped by and said hi to Fluttershy and made your way home.
>And then you stopped by Rarity's to have a chat.
>Every day, coming home was a dreadful experience.
>Your mind had come up with a thousand ways the marriage could end.
>Between that and the pressing matter of Pinkie going AWOL yesterday...
>You shook it out of your head, it was going to be fine.
>Though if it wasn't, you wouldn't know what to do.
>Pinkie had done so much for you already.
>The scar on your chest would be a constant reminder of what once was.
>"Anon?"
>Rarity's voice snapped you out of your thoughts.
>"You have that look on your face again... you should go see Pinkie, dear."
"I guess you're right."
>"Yes, just go and get it over with already."
>She pushed you out the door.
"Wait what does that mean?"
>"That you need to stop worrying about what could go wrong and just see her."
"Wait but how did your recon go?"
>"Ta-ta Anon!"
>You sighed, a weight in your chest.
>You went inside the Sugarcube Corner, waving hi to Mr. and Mrs. Cake.
"You guys seen Pinkie?"
>"She said she was preparing something and went upstairs, might be waiting for you champ."
"Thanks Mr. Cake."
>Yeah, she was preparing something special for you.
>You were worrying over nothing.
>You opened the bedroom door.
>A hundred emotions flickered through your mind as the room came into view.
>>27719842
>Pinkie was straddling another mare.
>"Oh, hey Nonny! Come to help me out with all the lonely ponies?"
>You tried to speak but nothing came out.
>"If you wanted to join us all you had to do was ask!"
"Wh-what... is th-this..."
>"Well I figured since you like rutting me so much, why shouldn't others be that happy?"
>You told yourself to just let it go. She was being Pinkie, trying to be helpful.
>She didn't understand the ramifications of humans doing this kind of thing.
>It didn't matter, she still loved you the most.
>"... Nonny? Are you okay?"
>Your breathing hitched, and you felt yourself start to tear up.
"... no Pinkie, I'm not okay."
>You looked down at your wedding ring and contemplated life for a moment.
>Your lip quivered as you tore the ring off and dropped it to the ground.
>You ran back downstairs past the Cakes, thanking them for everything they've done for you.
>You burst through the front doors and didn't stop running until you were long gone.
>You didn't stop to catch your breath until you were in the Everfree Forest.
>You hit the ground on your hands and knees, and just started crying.
"F-fucking... sh-shit..."
>This was a culmination of a thousand of your worst nightmares.
>You heard a rustling in the bushes.
>You were at the end of your rope, you didn't care anymore.
"What?! Are there some more Timberwolves here? Well go ahead! I don't have anything to lose!"
>Green eyes glowed from the treetops.
>They started surrounding you.
"I don't give a fuck anymore! Just fucking hit me!"
>Some of them gave each other glances of confusion.
"This'll be the easiest meal any of you ever had!"
>They started shuffling in place.
"What? Now you're going to hesitate?!"
>A manticore smacked half of them away with one giant swing.
>Great, Fluttershy's pet was here to save the day.
>>27719856
>It wasn't long before Fluttershy found you.
>"Some of my animals saw you run past my house. They said you looked really sad."
>You were biting your lip trying to stop yourself from crying any more.
"So, I know hugging is a normal thing for ponies to do, massaging wings less so..."
>"What happened, Anon?"
"If massaging wings is a no-go, then I'm guessing rutting people is unacceptable too, right?"
>"...Anon?"
"She didn't even see anything wrong with it. Just Pinkie Pie helping others out, as usual!"
>You punched the ground.
"It's hard to convince yourself that your wife still loves you the most when she's fucking another mare in front of you."
>You felt a pair of hooves wrap around your waist.
>"Shh, just let it all out Anon."
>The past two and a half years of your life just went down the drain.
"I... am lost now, Flutters. Everything I did, I did for her, and now I've got nowhere to go. No purpose."
>"Maybe you should take a break, recollect yourself."
"Maybe... but... what happens now?"
>"That's up to you, Anon."
>You sniffed.
"All I know is I need someone to lean on right now."
>Fluttershy helped you up and you went back to her cottage.
>Even Angel Bunny didn't tease you like he usually did.
"If you don't mind, I'm just gonna go curl up on that couch and cry myself to sleep."
>You tried joking, it didn't help.
"If Dash comes by just tell her I'm not in the mood right now."
>The door burst open.
>Speak of the devil.
>"ANON! Are you okay?!"
>"Um, Dash I don't think now is the best time."
>"Look I don't really get this mushy stuff but it looks like he needs a hug!"
>You felt another pair of hooves wrap around you.
>"I'm here if you need me dude. We all are."
>You needed time to collect your thoughts.
>So you slept on it.
>>27719864
>You woke up later in the day feeling groggy.
>You rolled over to see Dash still lying there with you.
>Fluttershy was sipping some tea, her eyes still puffy from crying over you.
>"She's been there the whole time making sure you were okay."
>She yawned, "It was actually kind of cute. Seeing her grip tighten whenever your breathing started hitching."
>There was a knock at the door and Fluttershy sat down her tea.
>She trotted over and cracked open the door, "Hello? Oh! Hi there Rarity, come on in."
>Rarity looked around and sat a box of chocolates down on the table.
>"I brought you something to calm the nerves, I'll be on my way so as not to bother you."
>She was gone before you could thank her.
>You gave Dash a hug before getting up and grabbing the chocolates.
"You got a pack I could borrow, Fluttershy? I need to get out of town, clear my head."
>She gave you a silent nod and flew into the back room, and you could hear her packing supplies.
>"Going on a nature walk might help out a lot."
"Yeah... listen, I dunno when I'm gonna be back, so, y'know."
>You gave her the biggest hug you've ever given her.
"Thanks for everything. Seeya around."
>You stopped at the door.
"When Dashie wakes up, tell her I'm sorry for being a real asshole."
>You decided to get a headstart on the rest of your friends who were bound to come looking for you.
>You traversed the Everfree Forest, stopping by Zecora's to get some ointments and brews.
>She gave you some words of wisdom as you left.
>"I sense there is a heavy weight in your heart, perhaps this journey shall give you a fresh start."
>You unrolled the map Fluttershy gave you.
>Griffon Kingdom, someplace Dash would be able to find you.
>She'd have to figure it out first though.
>You set off on a long, tiring journey.
>>27719856
what the fuck, pinkie?
>>27719881
>Coming out of the Everfree Forest, you were at a loss for where to go next.
>You saw a vast desert in the distance. A nice arid place, perfect for bugbutts to live in.
>Though somewhere along the mountains were the Griffons.
>You took your chances with the desert first.
>Might as well learn all you can about love on this journey.
>You refilled your flask in a nearby stream and set off.
>The dusty winds cut at your face. You backed off for a moment.
>You dug through the pack Fluttershy gave you and found a scarf and some goggles.
>Probably not the intended use she had in mind, but you put them on.
>You could write a thesis on why the climate in Equestria was fucked seven ways from Sunday.
>Celestia and Discord probably bickered over what should go where.
>Actually, come to think of it, you blame Discord for this shit.
>You spotted a couple of Changelings scuttling away in the distance.
>You thought long and hard about the decisions you've made.
>This was definitely the dumbest one yet.
>At least you didn't have to worry about getting mugged, just kidnapped.
>The further you went, the more Changelings you saw spying on you.
>Eventually you hit a calm in the storm and took a rest.
>You uncovered your mouth and took a drink of water.
>"Well, I've never seen anything like you around here before. You must be very brave... or very stupid."
"Well, I'm probably both considering the other stupid shit I've done in the past."
>"So you can speak? That's lovely. My name is-"
"Queen Chrysalis, yeah I've heard of you. The reputation preceeds you."
>"Hah, at least somebody remembers my name. It is a little insulting when ponies forget an entire empire."
>You stood up and shrugged, meeting her at eye-level.
"Yeah well, y'ever crashed a divorce party?"
>"No, those generally don't happen."
>It took a moment for it to click for her.
>"Oh you poor thing, did one of those nasty little ponies break your heart?"
>>27719900
>It also took a moment to click for you.
"Wait, somebody? Everybody around here has said 'everypony' for as long as I can remember."
>"Well, you certainly aren't a pony, now are you?"
"I guess not. Anyway, I decided to go on a journey, clear my head, learn the ways of love."
>You took another drink, you were parched.
"Figured if anybody knew about lovemaking it'd probably be you guys."
>You shifted your weight, making it easier to stand.
>"Perhaps... it has been ages since I've had a lover I didn't have to shapeshift for."
>She licked her lips, "Though now that it's clear you're no coward, what do you say to a test?"
>You eyeballed the Changelings around you.
"Lemme guess, test of valor?"
>"So you aren't stupid either, good. It'll make this much more interesting."
"I don't see how this fits into the training montage but if you want me to get hot and sweaty then-"
>You heard the buzzing of wings and ducked out of the way.
"Well I guess this is one way to do it."
>You did your best to pin all of the Changelings to the ground but the sand made it hard to get a good footing.
>You were hoping to last a little longer than a dozen Changelings.
>"Was that all? Hmm, I suppose it's better than ponies have done."
"Yeah I can imagine with all the sand around here."
>"Oh tell me about it, it's hilarious seeing them fall flat on their pretty little faces."
"So uh, what did that prove, exactly?"
>You stumbled to your feet.
>"Well if you decide to stay with me I could always use an extra guard."
>She gave you bedroom eyes, "Plus I just wanted to see how flexible you are."
>This was quickly becoming an even worse idea.
"Look I could always go if you don't want me here I get it, I-"
>She placed a hoof over your mouth, "Shh, I can show you a whole new world... pardon me, I never got your name."
"Anonymous. But, you can call me Anon."
>"Well then Anon, how about you come back to my place?"
>It's not like you had a choice.
>>27719913
>The hive was actually quite nice. Very minimalist but it had a comfy feel to it.
>You were currently sitting in Chrysalis's throne room, munching on your lunch.
>"Now then, tell me all about how those mean little ponies hurt you."
"Well, it was more like one in particular..."
>You recounted the details of your marriage and how you found Pinkie yesterday.
>Retelling it, you were less surprised at the outcome.
>"That is simply dreadful! And to think they preach 'friendship and harmony!' Pah! They're no better than you or I."
>You could tell where she was going with this, but you humored her anyway. Nobody was busting you out of here.
>Might as well make the most of it, right?
"I guess that's true."
>"Don't worry Anon, we'll take care of you. All we need is a little love."
>You chuckled.
"Got plenty of that to give."
>Her eyes narrowed, "Alright it was amusing at first but now I'm actually a little concerned for you."
>She stood up proudly, "You are a guest in our kingdom, and I will make sure you are comfortable here."
>You shuffled closer and gave her a hug.
"Thanks Chryssi."
>You felt a faint warmth in her chest, like a spark had been reignited.
>"What would you say to helping me stomp out those pesky Griffons?"
>This was the new worst idea. But you had nothing to lose.
"What's in it for me?"
>"Well if my love and affection weren't enough, I suppose our goals would align in getting revenge on the ponies."
"... fuck it, I'm in. What do you need me to do?"
>"That was quick, are you sure you're ready for this? You could die."
"I've been dead for twenty years, this is the day that I live."
>"Careful there, you're starting to sound an awful lot like someone I used to know. He's locked up now."
"Yeah well I didn't survive the Everfree Forest by being a goddamn pussy."
>You'd gotten yourself worked up.
>You finally hit your breaking point.
"What's the plan?"
>>27719928
Well that's all for now. I wasn't planning for it to go this route but I figured Anon being a desperate man would do something stupid like this. So next time we're gonna have a revolution.
>>27719886
That was the reaction I was hoping for after all the build-up with the rest of the story.
>>27719947
Well I felt for anon early on but holy shit is he a childish POS.
May be worth filling in a bit more... detail? as it seems a little time-skippy. Things just happen with little explanation. Like why is anon suddenly keen on taking revenge on ponies when a second ago he was just pissed at one?
Dont get me wrong. Im pretty curious as to where u taking this. And thanks for getting back to it.
>>27697110
Can't wait for more.
>>27686262
bump
Keep it realer than most
Bumpin and ridin
>>27728565
Blamp
>>27727878
AJ playing her usual strict, backwards/traditional semi-ooc self but in an equestria where mare relationships are normal. She and two get together but AJ promptly holds back twI, believing that since aj is the strong working producer (50s male) then two should be the subservient homemaker (50s woman). Slowly restricts her from her studies and socialization instead keeping her busy homesteading and helping with the less physically demanding farm chores and waiting on aj, since AJ deserves it for working hard and bringing home the haybacon right?
>>27729272
B L A M P
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>>27719928
>Two LISA references in a row
You're not slick, fampai
>>27730333
Come to think of it have we had any non-anon stories ITT?
Bumping from 10 and hoping that RokoPoko returns and continues his story soon.
>>27734514
I would very much like for that to happen too but sadly I think it is but a fool's dream.
OKAY I'M BACK
Last two days have been pretty busy, so I haven't had time to write, but updates will resume for this week. No updates next weekend though, going toanime expolike the giant faggot I am
>>27716581
>Luna withdraws even more
>"It's nothing. I've just not been myself lately"
>Damnit
>Problems aren't fixed by being ignored
>No matter how much you try, you can't seem to get her out of the shell she's built up
"Come on, Luna, if you can't talk to me, then you can't talk to anyone"
>She nods quietly
>"In time, Anonymous. For now, we have larger matters to worry about"
>Her attempt at stoicism gives you conflicting emotions
>On one hand, it's not the way to deal with problems, and just leaves ill-will to ferment
>On the other hand, you DO have larger matters at hand, and Luna needs to pull herself together
>And she's cute when she tries to be tough
"As long as that time isn't too far away, I'll concede"
>Luna hugs you again
>"I promise. Let's just relax for a moment"
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>The moment had turned into an hour
>You sat with your wife, taking in as much of the hour of peace as you could
>You talked about things of no importance
>And it felt damn good to just make small talk
>To put the stresses behind you and just sit
>Apparently, it was so relaxing that you fell asleep
>You awoke to doctors hurriedly discussing something at the far side of the room
>They notice you sitting up, and one steps forward
>"Lord Anonymous, it is good that you are awake. We have something to discuss with you"
>Oh no
>That's never good
"Alright, just get it out there"
>The doctor looks confused at your grimace
>"Oh no, my lord, I'm afraid you misunderstand. You've made a recovery we thought impossible"
>Another doctor speaks up
>"There appears to be almost no residual damage after you woke up. Apart from the blackened scar, it's as if you had never been stabbed"
>You're floored
>"While we would like to keep you for tests as to your tremendous recovery, your request has been requested at the Palace as soon as you are able. Therefore, you're free to go."
>>27740149
>You leave the hospital room in a daze
>You've been given back your clothes, and are now dressed in the standard court attire- an Iron breastplate over a midnight blue tunic
>As you take a chariot back to the palace, you think to draw on magic again
>You decide on something simple- you'll just juggle some rocks with telekinesis
>It's fine control, but not any great amount of force
>You reach out with your mind to connect to the ether, and find a gateway easily
>You slide into the familiar currents, choosing a set of pebbles along the roadside
>You grasp them gently, and swiftly pull them into your waiting hands
>Your magic didn't decay at all from the coma, and it almost seems a bit easier
>You think that it must be the effects of marrying a princess
>Better magic probably comes with the whole "immortality" thing
>Effortlessly, you make the rocks spin through the air, guiding their paths easily
>Then, for fun, you decide to add a little flair to it
>If the country was going to call you the Stormbringer, you might as well practice with your signature
>You go back to the place of mental discipline that Starswirl taught you to go towards
>You insulate yourself from the world, making sure the current does not leave except for where you wish it to
>Then, you draw upon the electricity all around you and send lightning surging into the stones
>You feel much more in control of it now
>There's still the rush of danger as the electricity struggles against your hold, but it's much easier to guide it along your intended paths
>Satisfied, you withdraw the current and let the stones fall to the roadside once more
>The guard driving the chariot smiles at you
>You think you recognize her
>She was one of the guards you met on your first night in Canterlot
"Eclipse, right?"
>"Sure thing, guv. Er, sir. Eclipse, Centurion in the Lunar Guard, at your service. Right good thing with the rocks and all, especially after all that you've been through"
>She's cheeky
>You like her
>>27740270
>Now that you get a better look at her than a passing glance in the middle of the night, she looks the part of a soldier
>She's tall, just an inch or two shorter than you
>Her black hair is cut short, but unruly, as if it protested its confinement in a helmet
>Her eyes are a bright hue of lavender, and her impish smile betrays her short fangs
>She winks at you
>"So you aren't freaked out by the fangs and wings and all? I've been told we look right scary to normal folk"
>You laugh
"I got stabbed by a myth. Speaking of that, should I be thanking you for not draining my blood?"
>"Don't mention it, cap. Oh, I should say- I've been told I'm a part of your new personal guard. Princesses need people watching you that they're decently sure aren't freaky bug assassins"
>Her nonchalance is infectious
"Hey, as long as you promise not to stab me on my wedding day, you can't be worse than my past experiences"
>"Alright, easy enough. Won't do none of that. So I get the seal of approval?"
"Yeah, sure. Now get your eyes back on the road"
>Eclipse sticks her tongue out
>You're really surprised she hasn't gotten reprimanded for behavior yet
>Actually, she probably has, just ignoring it
>After her minor protest, she fixes her attention on maneuvering the cart towards the palace
>"We don't actually suck people's blood for the most part. They put up too much fight. We figure it's easier raising livestock than descending upon unsuspecting townsfolk in the night"
"I suppose us unsuspecting townsfolk should be grateful to the cows, then"
>"Righto, cap. They're the real heroes here"
>You laugh, and Eclipse soon joins in
>>27740317
>Not long after, you're pulling up to the palace gates
>The sun is about to finish its descent now, and you see the figures of the sisters far above, getting ready for their daily rite
>Eclipse whistles as she looks up at them
>"You sure are a lucky man, cap. Them Princesses are a class apart"
"They really are"
>You say it under your breath as you watch the royal sisters rise up like goddesses of old
>Your chariot is waved through the gates, and you lose sight of your wife and sister-in-law as you pass through the gatehouse
>After a quick trip to the stables, Eclipse salutes you halfheartedly
>"Alright, where to next?"
"I think I'm alright on my own, Eclipse"
>The guardswoman grins sheepishly
>"Sorry, cap. Your wife's orders. Not to let you out of my sight 'til we know what's up with the creepy buggy thing"
>Lovely
>Eclipse grimaces at your expression
>"Look, it's not all bad. You get to spend lots of time with a lovely girl like myself"
>You crack a slightly smile
"Might be a better prospect if I weren't newly married"
>Eclipse just shrugs
>"That's not my fault. Now, as I said, where to?"
>You sigh, resigned to your fate
"Let's go to the library. There's a certain scholar I'd like to talk to"
---
>The trip up to the Royal Library was quick, if tiring
>This palace has too many damn stairs
>Nonetheless, you and Eclipse arrived at the building in good time
>Opening the doors, you step inside seeking Starswirl only to find him in the midst of a heated argument
>He's leaning over a round table with a few maps on it, talking with two people
>The first was a slender woman with silver hair, dressed in black, form-fitting leather armor
>The second was a giant of a man with a thick red beard and an axe at his belt
>Who was currently fighting to keep a smile off his face as Starswirl shouted at the woman
>"What in the depths of Tartarus do you mean, can magic do that? No one knows, because no one in their right mind would create an EVIL BUG MONSTER!"
>>27740149
>>27740270
>>27740317
>>27740317
>>27740418
Alright, that's the green for today. Soon, Anon might have a decision to make. To stay faithful to Princess Moonbutt, or tohuga cockney bat-human?
>>27740149
>your request has been requested...
I am deeply confused.
Enjoying the green otherwise though. Keep it up, brudda.
>>27740426
Stop fucking with your name, I now have three filters for this humanized garbage.
>>27740426
Luna is for love and tenderness and fidelity
Eclipse is that one guard that anon has as a platonic confidant
>>27740492
Should be "presence has been requested". I blame writing late at night
>>27740426
You misspelled fug faggot
i have far less twipics than moonpics... im not even a moonfag goddamit
>>27740911
Lol fám
>>27743996
>>27742967More Luna
>>27744900
no
this
is
a
twilight
thread
>>27742967
This would go beautifully with The Luna Cypher.
>>27744912
And this goes beautifully with my dong
>>27744929
Aww
Emergency bump
>>27740426
I can't into human but thanks for keeping the thread alive.
>>27740426
Moon
>>27751313
Bump
>>27750721
How could anyone cuck suck a lovely pone?
More green for tonight! Expect it incoming in 15-30ish minutes
>>27740418
>The woman responds in a quiet, venomous voice
>"I am simply relaying the inquiries of the Princess. If you have an objection to the matter, raise it with Celestia, and please refrain from shooting the messenger"
>She turns around sharply and makes for one of the exits from the Library
>The bearded man offers a grin of condolence to Starswirl before following on her heels
>Eclipse whistles in awe
>After thanking the guardswoman for her astute observation, you call out to Starswirl
>He sighs in relief when he sees you
>"It's about damn time, boy. You had us scared out of our wits with that stunt"
"What stunt!? I got stabbed!"
>Starswirl cracks a wry smile
>"Excuses, excuses. Now what brings you in?"
"Do you have any books on rare forms of magic in here?"
>The aging wizard doesn't respond, instead causing a stone disk to rise out of the floor and carry him towards one of the nearby shelves
>He pulls up to it, then peruses for a second before calling back down to you
>"What kind are you looking for?"
>You start walking over to him
"Any type of magic that could cause a wound to knit back up in remarkably short order"
>Starswirl goes down a row, then looks displeased
>"I'm afraid that you'll have to give me more to work with than that. Any side effects?"
"None other than blackening around the area"
>He contemplates this for a second before levitating three off the shelf and down to you
>The titles are pretty esoteric
"Dragon's Blood and the Sanguine Order, On Obsidian as a Crystalline Focus, and Hexes of Ancient Slavia?"
>Starswirl puts on a comical scowl as he registers your hesitance
>"That's all I can think of off the top of my head. If you're going to be an ingrate, go do it somewhere else"
"Thanks, Starswirl. I'll make sure to return these when I'm done"
>"Bah, you had better. Not all Librarians have world-altering powers, but those that do don't take kindly to overdue grimoires"
>You chuckle and leave with Eclipse, heading to the next stop on your list
>>27756271
>As you walk through the grounds with the books in your arm, Eclipse starts to idly hover alongside you
>It's slightly disconcerting to see the leathery wings carry her partially aloft
>However, things get quite unnverving when she takes out an apple and hooks her fangs into it
>You watch with slight fascination as the apple starts draining of juice, crumpling and drying out
>After about 30 seconds, it's just a husk that she discards
>Seeing your expression, Eclipse laughs
>"Sorry about that, cap. Forgot that you folk always seem to think that your neck is next"
>While you're still slightly freaked out, you don't want to show it to your guard
"It's fine, I suppose I do much more dangerous things with magic than walking along with a vampiric guard who's sworn to protect me"
>"That's the spirit! Why think about how I could kill you when you can think about how YOU can kill you"
>These people certainly have a sense of black humour
>They probably need to considering the suspicion they must generate
>Before long, you end up at the tower that leads up to Luna's chambers
"Hey Eclipse?"
>"Yeah, cap?"
"I'm going to try something to avoid all those damn stairs. But before I do, do you know if the tower has a teleportation shield?"
>"Don't think so. Bubble should only protect from teleportation from outside"
>That's a relief
>You judge the distance, then visualize the distance compressing into a neatly folded wall
>You mentally rip a hole in the wall, and step through...
>Coming out on the balcony leading to Luna's and your bedchambers
>You take a couple of moments to let the teleportation sickness wear off, and by the time you're composed, Eclipse has flown up
>"Right good, there. Glad you're all in one piece"
>You smirk at the guard
"Well, I'm off to see my wife, wish me luck"
>Eclipse feigns a worried look
>"Ooh, dangerous. Well, I'll be out here if you need me"
>You push open the door, walking into your bedroom
"Luna, I'm-"
>"ANONYMOUS!"
>Oh dear
>>27756384
>It appears that you've walked in on Luna in a bit of a compromising position
>Your wife is lying on her back
>Blushing scarlet
>Topless
>With a pair of midnight blue panties around her ankles
>And a hand between her legs
>Well
>You quickly avert your eyes
"Agh, sorry!"
>Luna sighs
>"No need to be sorry, we're married"
>You hear her swallow, and mutter under her breath
>"I knew this had to come sooner or later"
>You hear her footsteps on the floor
>Soon, you feel a hand on your cheek, guiding it around
>Luna turns your head and presses her lips to yours
>It's a sweet kiss, but she soon pulls away
>Revealing that she's done nothing to dress herself but pull up her panties
>She's stone cold gorgeous
>Her breasts are perky C-cups with pale nipples
>Her stomach is toned, leaving a nice set of curves at her waistline
>Coupled with the ass of a goddess
>She smirks at you with eyes meant to be sultry but betraying a slight hint of trepidation
>"Like what you see?"
>In return, you pull her in for another kiss
>This time, it's passionate for both of you
>She pulls herself closer to you, pushing her bare breasts against your chest
>You cling to each other in passion before you pull away, leaving a single strand of saliva hanging between the two of your mouths
>Luna looks up at you
>She wipes her lip with the back of her hand
>The motion causes her breasts to jiggle ever so slightly
>You're at full attention by now
>She looks down at your crotch
>She blanches a little bit, but then looks back up to you as if steeling herself
>"Anon... I think we should, uh... fuck?"
>>27756465
>Damnit
>Sometimes you think the universe is definitely out to get you
>You're married to a Princess
>Easily one of the three most beautiful women in the damn kingdom
>She's practically naked in front of you, proposing sex
>And yet the way she said it...
>You can't do that to her
>She doesn't want it, she just thinks it's expected of her
>'Lie back and think of Equestria' or some shit like that
"I would love to, Luna, but..."
>You struggle to come up with a justification, drawing out the conjunction
>As you do, you see a highly contradictory set of emotions play out on Luna's face
>First, relief
>Then, hurt
>Bewilderment comes next, followed by embarrassment, and a sudden burst of shame
>"Oh... I understand, Anonymous. I was getting ahead of myself"
>She hastily moves to cover up her chest with an arm, turning her head aside as a blush plays over her cheeks
>"I know that developing attraction takes time, and that maybe I'm more attracted to you than you are to me right now, and I should have-"
>She's starting to ramble, so you cut her off there
"Luna, it's not that I don't find you attractive. Quite the opposite, in fact. I just think that maybe we should wait a bit"
>Luna doesn't fully buy it
>"Anon, we're married. I don't think we really need to wait much longer"
>Yet under all her protests, you clearly see the undercurrent of relief
"Look, just give me a bit of time, okay. I need to... recover from my hospital stay. Can't exert myself too much..."
>That excuse was full of shit
>Luna seems to buy it, however
>"Alright. I suppose that means I should probably get dressed"
"Yeah, I guess"
>This did not go well
>You kind of awkwardly shuffle around in a corner while Luna starts re-dressing herself, eyes glued to the wall
"I mean, we can still, you know, talk about stuff right now"
>Good to know you're still smooth as ever, Anon
And one more small update to round out the night
>>27756551
>You hate your brain sometimes
>Luna seems not to take that too well
>"While we would love to share our thoughts with you, we are afraid we must attend to functions of court before too long"
>Ouch, you're back to the royal we
>Way to go, Anon
>Should have just listened to the shoulder devil and fucked her
>Plus, you know that court doesn't begin for another three hours at least
"Good luck, Luna. And, uh, we can talk more when you get back"
>She turns back to you slightly before walking up and giving you a stiff peck on the cheek
>"Certainly. We shall see you before sunrise"
>And, with that, Luna walks out of the room, stiffer than a crystalline spire
>You sigh, slumping back against the door to the balcony
>You must have made a thud, because your guard knocks on the door
>You crack it open
>"Everything alright in there, cap?"
>You let out another deep sigh
"Eclipse, I think I fucked up..."
>>27756577
Do you have a pastebin for this?
>>27757720
Yup. http://pastebin.com/D3UDUT7e
I update it around every other day, so the most current stuff will always be in the thread. Thanks for the interest
>>27697110
>The break of dawn is announced with the chirping of birds.
>Their cadence of tweets and squeaks fills the fresh morning air and claims all the space in the name of their song.
>And you hate every living feather out of them.
>Normally you like birds.
>Sure, not like-like them as Fluttershy might, but at least you don't mind.
>But this night you had some... odd dreams, and it feels way to soon to be waking up.
>Alas, you had no choice.
>Neither drawn curtains nor a pillow over head could stifle the methodical march of their notes.
>So you give up hopes of sleeping further and just lie there, eyes closed.
>You wish you've had your husband's absolute indifference to everything in the world when it comes to sleep.
>The pony - err, man could probably sleep in the frozen wasteland with a running train engine next to him and would not notice.
>Which is good, because sometimes you tend to have some very unladylike snoring issues.
>You move your hoof over to his side of bed to pull yourself closer to his sleeping form.
>And fail miserably.
>You prod the other side are of your bed a bit more, confused as to why it is empty.
>And then you remember last night.
>You kinda wish that it was a dream now, even if it meant even less sleep.
>At least you wouldn't have to deal with a rather awkward implications of quite literally throwing Anon out of the bed.
>And whether or not you felt that the act was justified by his actions (and you have to admit to being way less convinced of that now), you doubt he did at any rate.
>With a sigh you lift your nightly blindfold and scuttle over to the other edge of the bed, readying your soft words intended to ease up the situation.
>But as you look down to the floor where your husband spent the night, you don't find him sleeping.
>You don't find him at all.
>>27761160
"Calm down there Rarity, there has to be an explanation other than him escaping to live the hermit outcast life amongst the griffons."
>Your reasoning with yourself seems to be rather futile though, as you are all but calmed down.
>You made sure that Anon is not in fact present in your shared house, and you did confirm that some of his outdoor clothing is gone.
>So he was likely gone too.
>It is not that he doesn't go anywhere on his own, but after last night's events you have all the right in the world to be worried.
>Especially since he prefers not to leave this early usually.
>You look over to the clock in the kitchen you were currently circling in and confirm that is it barely past 8 am.
>If given the choice, Anonymous would sleep all the way to 11-ish, and then take his sweet time getting ready to depart for whatever errands he might have to run.
>So he is gone for some unusual reason, and went to some unusual place.
>Maybe post a formal complain to the authorities about domestic violence.
>Maybe ask one of your friends if you were always this violent.
>Maybe he ran off to the Everfree and got eaten by a manticore?
>Or maybe he went out at night, found the first willing mare and had a good time with somepony who does not throw him out of the bed.
>Or even worse, the griffons...
>Wait.
>Errands.
>You trot over to the calendar placed in the entry hallway and double check the day.
>It was Thursday.
>Anonymous always goes to the market to shop on Thursday morning.
>It very rarely is this early in the morning though.
>Although you have to imagine that sleeping on the barren floor is not exactly most comfortable, so perhaps he couldn't sleep.
>It still would make you bad mare for what you did, but it was better than the griffons.
>Everything is better than the griffons.
>With a newfound hope you move on to your morning beautification routine, hoping to pass time before your husband returns.
>In the meantime you begin planning your apology speech.
>>27761412
>>27761160
PANIC
>>27761660
that gif makes me mildly upset
>>27761412
I love your stuff, AS.
I'm having a hard time remembering tho... is this a continuation of a story (from the last thread) or new? And did u finish your last story?
>>27765146
This is still the Rare Tea story. http://pastebin.com/EFTUe6XA
I had a hiatus mid way through it, but the show must go on
>>27764632
pg 9 boop
Fuck, I don't like being on page 10. Guess I should write some stuff to fix that. Will dump shortly
>>27756577
>Your Thestral guard comes through the door, lowering herself next to you
>"You... wanna talk about it?"
>She sounds pretty inexperienced with this kind of thing
>She probably didn't become a guard so she could play counselor to a Prince
>Too bad, you need to unload this
"I think I might have pissed off Luna"
>"How did you manage that so fast?"
>How do you put this
>You did just meet Eclipse
>You tentatively phrase your explanation
"I might have turned down an offer that I clearly wasn't supposed to refuse"
>Eclipse looks momentarily confused
"I mean she's pretty, but she obviously didn't want to give what she was offering, and I couldn't do that, you know?"
>The confusion turns to embarrassment when she figures it out
>At least she wasn't one for blushing
>"Well, uh, good on you for not taking that offer, right? I think she'd be grateful for that"
"I think it made her feel unwanted or something. I don't know"
>Eclipse kind of sits there for a bit, not knowing what to say
"How do you deal with boy problems?"
>Your guard clears her throat a little
>"Well, I mean, I've never really exactly... been involved with anyone to have said problems with"
>That surprises you
"Really? I would have thought-"
>Eclipse cuts in tersely
>"Training didn't leave much time for a personal life if you wanted to make it to the Lunar Guard, okay?"
"Alright, alright. Sorry, I'll leave it"
>And, tense silence rules the room again.
>You're about to decide that it's probably time to go figure out something to do when Eclipse speaks up
>"I guess you could try being all romantic. Make her feel wanted and such. Seems like a husband thing to do"
"It couldn't hurt. Thanks"
>She seems to regain a bit of bouyancy at that
>"Happy to help, cap. Now, if you want directions to a place that sells flowers..."
>>27772512
My internet is having problems right now, so I might not be able to post any more tonight. I'll try to get through between the connection errors, though
>>27772808
just post some tomorrow
>>27765220
Oh awesome! I kinda thought u were gonna end it when lyra leaves so this is a very pleasant surprise.
>>27774791
Okay, I might not be the Tolkien incarnate, but even I wouldn't end the story at that point. The hell kind of point would that be? What would such story even tell?
>>27774689
What
fuck you page 10
>>27776312
>>27777077
>>27778989
>>27779427
this isnt a worst pony thread.
>>27780140
Alright then have an apple.
But then again, I have Twi pictures than AJ.
>>27777077
.this isn't an MP prompt but your pic made me think... twi isnt a looker by pone standards. In fact she's plain, leaning towards uggo... cept Dat tuft. Short of princesses and a handful of hero class guards she's got the biggest tuft around. So while noone found her attractive everyone respected her alphaness.
>>27784946
Bump?
p10 again...
I hope the thread survives the night. Seems like im the only one bumping it.
>>27789278
This drawfag always does such great work
>>27791756
>Flutterlight
>>27793162
I can't into pone with hip/waist ratios like that. Sexy pone is near-canon proportion pone.
>>27794032
so this isn't sexy by your standards right?
