Y'all let it die! All I wanted to do was finish RIT training and check out our new hoses.
I still love you though. I always think about you.
"
suppy's Martial ArtsAnon - http://pastebin.com/E5eYC9Xq
ZimZam's Revenge is Sweet - http://pastebin.com/08vZWsnR
GSW's pastebin is MIA
Original prompt:
>"Haha, you faggot can't even stand a hit from a girl! What you gonna do now, fuckboy? Cry?! Fucking nerd!"
Prompt #2
>"Hey, Anon! You should join the martial arts club! You know, /she's/ in it too!"
Lets get this show on the road, for realzies this time, and we hopefully won't die like jewish careers in the NBA
"
>>27128323
>At last, the burger is gone.
>"Aren't there any events you want to do?" she leads, leaning forward
>You shake your head no on account of a full mouth, and she huffs back at you
>"Well that's no g-good! Everyone should be able to participate in the games at least once!"
"I'm good at fighting. And maybe lifting or running. So far, competitive weightlifting hasn't been an event."
>She taps her chin
>"That m-might be interesting... I would watch you lift."
>You lean in to her and brush your lips over hers
"I know you would..."
>Quiet and deep, your voice causes her to flush and gulp
>"A-Anon! D-don't be so... /hot/..."
>Damn
>It surprises you just how good it feels for her to say it out loud like that
>Turning her on is one thing
>For her to say it to your face is another
>It's been gradual, but her opening up is like light and day to when you first met her
"Can't help it"
>You shrug and go back to your food like nothing happened
>"W-well surely there's some kind of event. Maybe this year will be d-different."
"Maybe. Probably not. I'll be happy to cheer you on though."
>"T-thanks."
>Just as nice as it is to talk, it's a lovely affair to sit and eat in peace together
>Celestia's speech draws to a close
>"...and for the last new event this year, in two teams, one with two boys and one with two girls... Boxing!"
>The air gets light. Your heart grows wings
>Finally!
>...and it drops, realizing just who else might be feeling the same thing
>Someone else who likes to fight
>>27128329
Latest post for continuity's sake while I write a bit tonight.
Zim Zam please come home we miss you.tfw moving to north carolina in four months
>>26943298
last thread
>>27128329
"Jesus... Rainbow's gonna sign up first thing, isn't she?"
>Her fingers slip out of your caress and grip your hands
>"She is. But don't worry about a thing. I-I'll come to all of your practices, and ch-cheer you on, and keep Rainbow from messing with you."
>That odd stare of hers is back
>When she gazes into your eyes, it's as if you feel the transfer of all the willpower of one person to the supplement of your own
>Meekness subsides to a reserved power
>She reminds you in many ways of the endurance of water
>The Tao Te Ching might hold up your girlfriend as one of its paragons
>Flowing, easy, careful, and shrewd in deploying its focus
>Somehow you had deluded yourself at some point in your life that you truly internalized the meaning of the Tao
>Fluttershy changes your mind
>You feel like a blunt hammer as opposed to her
>Powerful, of course, but wasteful. Loud. Brash
>You don't recall her referring to anyone as a "cunt" for that matter
>For this, and its sheer resolution, your girlfriend's declaration is supremely reassuring
>And to even think that she would stand up to her friend
>Fluttershy, vowing to face down a bully
>Willing to fight a fight you could very well handle simply because she doesn't want to see you harassed
>Feeling the depth of her passion vitalizes your own
"You really mean that?"
>She hears just how taken aback you really are
>Her determination hides it well, but there is a thin flavor of hurt in her words
>She doesn't think you believe her
>"Absolutely I do. Why wouldn't I?"
"No, no, not that..."
>You lean in close
"It just means so much to me that you would say that. I mean, you would come out to screen /me/, a guy you've known for a week, versus Rainbow, who-"
>She bottles up your words in your mouth, blocking their escape with the soft massage of her sudden tongue
>But the shock subsides, and you join her in momentary bliss
>Even last Friday, her willingness to be publicly affectionate was tenuous
>>27128571
Let it live until tomorrow mates, for I flow heartily with ideas.
So heartily. I wish you could all see my draft document for the story, but alas!
And holy balls Rapid Intervention Team (+ any kind of rescue entry I guess) shit is exhausting. Oh and I got to carry the tank too.
Hence me being tired.
I bump it
>>27128323
I want to be kicked in the face by Rainbow Dash.
So tell me again what rainbow did that was so wrong. I just kind of think it's fucked up that pretty much all of her friends of many years suddenly turn on her. Sure she made up some bs story but that's her personality; just seems weird. But who knows maybe I'm just reading the story wrong and interpreting things differently.
Also on a side note, you really gotta bring RD back into this story, if not for the thread title I would have forgotten that this was about her. I know she got fucked up by Anon but she just kind of vanished. Is she in the hospital? Never heard any of the others talk about her really since the fight. If I'm wrong in any of this please feel free to correct me on it.
>>27130048
I haven't made much indication of it (except for a few small exchanges) but rainbow is coming back very soon to have a big role. She is important to the plot.
bop
>>27128323
sorry
ahhhh
cha boi home takin' care of a few things.
kek bump
When is Anon going to ascend to super sand?
Computer troubles gone forever.
Here's a quote from my design doc
"Anon gets 200% mad"
now to the green
>>27128571
>The cruel shrieking bell cancels your interlude
>You gather your things and get ready to leave for your next class
>Just as dull and ambiently painful a day as the last
>And the one before that, and before that...
>You have no idea where some people get their notion of school being fun
>You can't focus on your work, naturally
>Thoughts of one passionate girl claim monopoly over your conscious
>A sweet and secretly brave bombshell who just happened to be looking under your car for a cat
>Well, a kitten more precisely
>What if Rainbow hadn't knocked you on your ass that day?
>You would have driven off before Fluttershy could check under your car
>And squished a kitty, at that
>You hope it would know to run away once it heard the engine start
>But you put concern for hypothetical feline dangers out of your head
>It has no choice but to be displaced
>Every few minutes or so you take the time to consider one of your girlfriend's traits and attributes
>The way her hair smells like the coconut conditioner she must use
>Her natural sway
>A small and docile voice that could smooth the edges from mountains
>What had you done for this?
>At least tangentially related you beat her friend, perhaps former friend, twice. Once brutally
>Another time, taking some hood rat down and threatening him with his own knife
>Any man admits the fantasy of riding in on their charger to save the princess from danger, at least once or twice
>Of course it came to you from time to time
>For a time, it seemed like a fantasy in the truest sense,
>were it to happen, you would be the hero with the caring princess
>You had no outstanding desire to admit it to yourself, but yes
>At first, that was how you saw things
>But you feel doubts creep into your head
>There's nothing healthy about solving your problems violently
>Had you been justified? Yes, most definitely, and probably in the order of your recent affairs
>Rainbow is a Grade-A Cunt, free range and definitely not hormone free
>>27137289
>But now Fluttershy is volunteering to step between you
>As much as the offer touches you, there was no way in hell you want her to get hurt
>She nearly took Rainbow's sloppy fist in the gravel pit
>Is any of this necessary?
>How will this end for this group of friends?
>Even if Fluttershy says she supports you. Even if her friends like you
>How can you beat your way into her group?
>You can't imagine how much it must hurt for someone like her to see her friends at each others' throats
>She isn't the kind to solve problems this way. If you ever felt like a knight, you don't feel it anymore
>You feel more like a brute that's made the fairy infatuated
>You and Featherweight put your names in the running after school that day before heading off to Muay Thai
>The training is good, but it doesn't get your head off of the dreary subject permanently
>And on each 24-hour stop on the way to Friday, the same thoughts blister your mind
"Any time I fight it's justified. I don't start fights."
>You refuse to find any agreement within yourself
"Just keep telling yourself that, Anon..."
>The old masters' wisdom plant seeds in your deliberations
>Winning without fighting, or taking the most efficient path
>Rainbow deserved each smackdown she got. And there is no question of stopping a criminal with a knife
>But you chased him down, even if it was to recover property
>You didn't /really/ have to go to the pit
>Being well trained and read gave you the confidence of wisdom, however minor
>You realize that there is no firmness in just how to tackle this issue
>On one hand, yes. Confrontation is sometimes necessary
>But on the other hand,
>Fluttershy is above that.
>Even the most perfect and righteous of base behaviors sows imperfection
>Is this just some torturous run-around from your subconscious to tell you she's too good for you?
>Come Friday, you cannot overcome the nagging guilt in your heart over what you are compared to what she is
>Only she can answer
>>27137304
>You've been looking forward to the end of the week every day
>And now it scares you
>Silent crisis of conscience is rather disconcerting
>You'd rather not waste your precious time with Fluttershy on nothing
>"A-Are you my tutor? Hehehe~"
>The deep conflict is none suppressed, but your surface mood rises to the best it has been all day
"That I am. I hear you have some homework to finish, young lady."
>You open the door for her
>"Not /too/ much"
>Her saucy wink inflates your heart like a hot air balloon
>The mix of melancholy and anticipation blends into something like sugary mustard gas
>You can only describe your feeling on the drive to Mercer as "delightfully sickly"
>To little surprise, your girlfriend picks up on your conflicting emotions
>She holds your hand on the shifter as has become tradition
>But the messages sent along the wavelength of those empathetic eyes announce that there will be no getting around the subject once you get to her house
>And what that subject is, she will get to the bottom of
>Greet Officer Armor
>Go down the road
>Gawk at the houses
>Gawk at the biggest house and roll up its drive
>Open her door for her
>"Mr. Anonson. Her other homework is in her room."
>A sly grin and a wave
>Ms. Doo, ever the heroine
>Against all the laws of nature
>And to the disgust of surely every man in the world should they learn the truth,
>Your heart sinks when the click of Fluttershy's bedroom lock taps your eardrum
>"S-something's wrong."
>Your debate of identity has done more than occupy your time; it strips the wind from your sails
>The worst part, you reason, is perhaps the loss of that trained confidence you've grown so used to over the years in high school
>You look at her and nod once
>She sits down on her plush pink bed, patting beside her
>Obeying, you join her
>Her hands wrap around yours
>Soft digits stroke your callouses, as cool water to searing metal
>"Whatever it is, I understand if you don't want to talk about it."
>>27137563
>You can't think of any better person to help
>And not a lone soul more worthy of proffering the "right" answer
>The truth comes out of your mouth before you can stop it
"I don't deserve you."
>Great. Now you sound like a fucking beta male
>The hardliners in your brain scold your choice of words
>You had it more or less thought out
>You would fear you went at things too aggressively
>Perhaps there is a better way, you would say
>You deny it to yourself,
>But it stands that instinct is most truthful
>Meanwhile, Fluttershy stares as if you've grown a second head
>"W-what? I mean..."
>She coughs and settles down with the intent of being your rock tonight
>"Why do you feel that way?"
"Just listen to yourself." you shoot back
>Any semblance of planned cohesion is out the door
>You pour out from the heart your every insecurity of just what you could possibly be to her
>"Listen to-"
"Listen to yourself. You're here for me, right now. You grabbed that cat from under my car. All you've done is try to stop fights. And when I sent that thief running all you did was worry over the fact that I got into a knife fight with my fists and came pretty close to taking it to the neck."
>She winces at the very thought
"All I do is fight. Good or not, that's what I am and it's what I do. I made you learn how to hit!"
>You notice in the middle of your rant how raggedly desperate your breathing is
>It takes a second to calm it down, but you at least remove the risk of hyperventilation
"I don't care if you think I'm in the right. The fact of the matter is that I've been fighting your friend, and regardless if she started it, it hurt you. And AJ hurt you too."
>"You comforted me."
"I put a band-aid over a wound I was part of making. I'm nowhere near as reserved with what I can do."
>"But... how is that bad?"
>>27137655
>Your jaw drops, and you leap up from the bed
"Can't you see 'Shy? I fight. That's my thing. You help, and whatever I do with this," you point at your own shaking fist for emphasis, "is less than what you can do. And last Friday night, I tried to start you on the path to doing the same thing!"
>"A-Anon... I don't think I understand what your p-point is."
>You grab handfuls of your own hair and yank as hard as you can
"I think.. I think I'm a bad influence on you. What I am is causing pain. And what you are..."
>She rises gingerly from the bed
"What you are isn't. Everything going on here is my fault."
>Your face glows red and you fume at nothing in particular
>Venomous eyes lash out at the sun through the window
>What's worse than the anger is that you can't pin down where it comes from
>or where it needs to go
>There you stand
>Perhaps only for a minute, but it might as well be hours
>"I wanted to start boxing in my freshman year."
>...three years?
"What?"
>"We spent a lot of time at Sweet Apple Acres. I loved watching the Apples practice their skills."
>Fluttershy with an interest... in /fighting/?
>Fluttershy!?
"B-but what about Friday-"
>"That's when I stopped letting it scare me."
>You don't recall her ever interrupting you
>or anyone else for that matter
>"It was you, Anon. It wasn't just that you were confident in fighting. Somehow... I had confidence too. It felt like I was borrowing yours. And when you showed me how to hit the bag, oh it was so much fun!"
"That's not..."
>"That's not my type of thing? Because I'm kind I have no place learning to box?"
>Guilt constricts your throat
>Your grave errors of reasoning show clear as day
"I..."
>Explanation croaks and dies in your throat
>"Nobody's p-perfect. Especially me. But my desire to learn to fight has nothing to do with it."
>Her body brushes up against your back, and a pair of arms slip lazily around your chest
>>27137788
>"You said it yourself. Fighting may not be good, but it can be r-right. I h-hate violence. And you know, that's one of my flaws."
"You're crazy"
>She leads you back to a seat on the bed
>"Rainbow picked fights with you. But you're not the first."
"I'm not surprised."
>"I-I never stopped her! She bullied poor, innocent people, and I could've s-stopped her, or yelled, or told someone."
"You-"
>She shushes you with a finger
>"Anon. I let people be hurt b-because I was scared."
>You know how right she is
>It makes it no less jarring to hear her speak this way
>"You weren't scared to protect yourself. Or me."
>The fight in the gravel pit comes to you in particular
>Rainbow's debilitating crack to the jaw, delivered because she chose to come at you with an innocent in the way
>One precious innocent in particular
>"But I don't feel scared anymore Anon! Y-you're a brave person..."
>No infatuation, no lust in her gentle kiss
>"You make me f-feel brave. Brave enough to box. Brave enough to s-say no to AJ."
"You did those things 'Shy. That was all you."
>"M-maybe I just needed you to help me realize it."
>Her rich locks form a pillow for your chin as she nuzzles into your chest
>"M-maybe I just needed you to help me realize it."
>You both sigh in unison: her from comfort, and you from relief
>"I w-want to be your girlfriend because of what you are. You don't have anything to be sorry or ashamed for."
>...
>...
"Thank you Fluttershy. I don't know what came over me."
>"Mhm. It's alright to f-feel unsure s-sometimes."
>You idly stroke her silky pink mane
"I just... I couldn't stand thinking I was doing you wrong."
>Her rhythmic breathing slows
>She leans back in your loose embrace, staring deep into your eyes
>Rich aquamarine shimmers in the light
>Her soundless mouth hangs open for a half-moment
>"Anon..."
>Air holds strangled in her lungs
>You feel just as trapped
>Held on the precipice of a great something...
>Breathlessly
>"I... I think I love you."
>>27130692
>>27138004
Is this going to turn into the kind of plot where Raindow starts to fall for Anon because he smacked her up good?because that's what I'd probably write
>>27138072
>>27138051
unf. I may write a little "what-if" mini side short based on this.
However I completely encourage y'all to write this.but no, this green will not be that
>>27138130
In fact I am sufficiently inspired right now!
---
>Be Cheerliee
>Elementary parent-teacher conferences are often interesting
>Not like this, though
>Never like this
>Pen in hand, you struggle to determine which box should be checked
>"Believed Loving Parents" or "Believed Conflicting Parents"
>Mr. and Mrs. Anonson sit across from you
>Rainbow Anonson's deathly contagious smile and inability to suppress an apparent instinct to stare at Anon Anonson 24/7 contradict... other key features
>Such as the heavy coating of bruises, black eyes, and cuts on her face
>Mr. Anonson has the same boxer's face, though much less extreme
"So... Anon Jr. has been doing quite well, and I think we touched on everything important. But before we go, could you perhaps explain the..."
>You point to "all of it"
>Not a comfortable question to ask, but an important one to ensure the safety of a child who might be in danger
>"Car accident"
>"Skateboards"
>A choral answer
>Poor rehearsal and Stockholm Syndrome, certainly
>You make a note to pursue further inquiries
"Good, good..."
>You nervously tug your collar
"Have a good day now!"
>The Anonsons wave and thank you for your time on the way out the door
>The principal scoots over to you
>"They're the weird parents."
"Sir, I just can't tell."
>"Tell what?"
"Whether I just saw an abusive relationship or the most in-love-with-her-husband woman I've ever seen..."
>Be Anon
>You and the wife got junior an ice cream cone on the way home
>You thank your mother graciously for babysitting, and she and dad take Anon Jr. and the twins for a fun weekend of granonparently doting
>As you stepped inside your now oh-so-quiet home with your darling wife, you consider how fortunate you are
>She co-owns your UFC gym with you
>She only gave birth to Thunder and Lightning (guess who came first) six months ago and she's in the best shape you can ever remember her being in
>Three children, a gym, and an insane wife
>And you beeline to the basement
>>27138242
"Remember when you sucker-punched me at school all those years ago?"
>"What, still sore that I dropped your sorry ass?"
>She replies with a testy tone as she laces up, dropping her tee for the sports bra she always seems to have on
"Funny that you mention sore..."
>You slip into the ring and toss away your own button-up
>The giant bruise on your gut waves tall and proud like a flag
>A testament to your endurance
>No words can bring you down
>Not even "you get one free shot bitch"
>"And why is that?"
>She joins you, and the two of you bump gloves
>You're already breathing hard from anticipation
"You'll see."
>The initial exchange of blows is almost /too/ brief
>You let her swarm your face and upper body as much as she wants
>You push through the pain, accepting the new welts and bruises in exchange for the pain you're dishing out
>Mrs. Anonson makes the painful mistake of trying to in-fight, and she pays for it with a series of gruesome hammers to the face and belly
>"Guh!"
>When you have her on the back foot, you reach out and shove her down
>Not your quickest victory, but definitely the fastest in a long time
>She must've been off her game
>Maybe she was distracted
>"Ah... fuck..."
>You lean over her and grab a fistful of polychromatic hair
>"Yahh!"
"Remember what I said about sore being funny?"
>"Y-yeah?"
>You pull her over to the edge of the ring and throw her over the middle rope
"Now that you're down and I have you to myself all weekend, I'm gonna make sure you can't get up until Monday..."
>Your fingers wrap over the edge of her elastic shorts, threatening to rip them
"You know. Sore," you growl
>"I'll f-fucking kick your ass~"
>Before your 72-hour vacation is officially opened, your wife looks back at you with a flash of tender sincerity
>"Love ya, honey."
"Love you too sugar boo."
>And with a rough tug of the hair and the sound of tearing clothes, the love therapy begins
>>27138295
OK you guys goaded me into that, but it's out of my system. Now someone write a damn legitimate green!
>>27138004
That's a wrap for tonight for this as well. So looking forward to where we're going. If only you guys knew just how much is bound to happen.
>>27138902
boop
>>27138004
yiss
bumping for great glory
friend of the zim zam here
he said he's going to try his hardest to come back today
also kek bump
>>27142050
Awaiting his return
What a good vacation. The day i came home i got banned. Got off work and i have some shit to do, but there should be some stuff tonight. In the meantime have some music to tide you over.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=995IchHBm2Q
>>27128339tfw close to NC
>>27142050
Based
>>27130048
It's been mentioned that this isn't the first time Rainbow Dash has started a fight for no reason, despite the girls trying to get her to stop.
>>27142963
post boi
I want to write tonight but I woke up sick this morning and have honestly never felt shittier.
>>27144819
It's ok writefriend, write your best at your best.
>>27144377
k
>https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=hCbNVvnuSaY
>After some more questions from the paramedics and a few from the police, you thank them numbly before going to your car and heading home
>You get a few pained looks as you leave
>They've seen these things before, your sure
>Some of them just hold cold expressions, for them it's just another work day
>You shuffle over to the car and open the door feebly
>You get into the seat and sit there for a second before turning on the car
>You back out slowly, never breaking eye contact with the house
>The hole inside of you grows, and you force your emotion into it, trying to fill the emptiness
>You get into the street and drive away, finally breaking sight from the building
>You don't cry on the way home, but you feel increasingly weak as the drive goes on
>The streetlights go over your car, illuminating your cold features
>You roll down the window to let in the chill of the night's air
>The drive goes on silently, leaving you with your thoughts
>But you block them out, and try to focus on the night that you love so much
>The stark absence of light softening your eyes and the beauty of the illuminated buildings taking your mind off of the present for now
>What a nice night.
>A full moon giving the buildings a sombre grey glow, and the stars pockmarking the sky like holes in a black sheet tossed over the sun itself
>You let a small smile escape your lips, the wind across your skin giving you goosebumps
>When you wake up tomorrow, everything will dull and empty, but you'll allow yourself this
>Your house comes up in your view, and you park the car in the driveway
>Walking inside, you throw the keys onto the table and head for your room
>You don't bother to take off your clothes, but you shut off the light and stiffly lie down on your bed
>You keep your eyes open for an eternity, afraid to close your eyes.
>When you do, you see Gilda with a hole in her head
>>27145480
>*BREEEEEEEP*
>*BREEEEEEEP*
>*BREEEEEEEP*
>You press the off button on your alarm
>You didn't sleep much last night anyway
>It's been about a week since the girls d-
>Passed away
>Today is the day you've been dreading for the past several days
>At school everyone avoided you as if you were a bomb except for Fluttershy
>She meant well, and she never overstepped a boundary
>But you still only went through the motions, an empty smile bolted on your face
>You knew she could see through it, but she left you the space you needed
>You get out of bed slowly and head for the bathroom to take a shower
>You glance at your clock as you head out the door
>6:00 AM
>Two hours until the funeral starts
>You intend to make it last as much as you can
>You strip your clothes and begin the morning routine as always
>Shower, Shit, Shave, Teeth, Coffee
>Stopping to look in the mirror, you regard yourself
>You wouldn't say you look like a wreck, but definately more unkempt
>You've neglected shaving and teeth for the past week, a scratchy stubble growing on your face and neck
>Fuck it, you'll grow a beard
>You get into the shower and turn on the water, letting the scalding liquid cascade over your body in hot waves
>Letting out a sigh, you begin to wash yourself and rinse off, rushing the routine
>You get out and dry off, heading back to your room to get dressed
>You open up your closet to find your only suit
>A black blazer with a red tie, white undershirt, dark slacks, and black wingtips
>You take the articles of clothing and put them on, but you head to your father's room and grab a black tie
>When you walk out, you head to the kitchen to pour yourself a cup of coffee
>You open a cupboard for a mug, when your phone rings
>Shuffling in your pockets, you pull it out
>>DAD<<
>-Brrt-
>-Brrt-
>You hang up on him, this isn't something you have to deal with for now
>Once you pour a mug, you sit at the table staring at the grey wall across the room until the time comes
>>27145734
I know my stories have some wierd time jumps, but i hope i dont make them so insanely crazy that you cant figure it out. But anyway, as always thank you for reading and I hope you enjoyed it so far. Sleep well and have a good night.
See ya.
I'll do at least one or two posts before I turn in. I think I'll be better in the morning!
But, then there's work to do.
>>27138004
>Both of your mouths hang half-open and useless
>Shocked by her words and dreading your own response, she sits steeped in silent desperation
>As if hanging off of a cliff
>Love?
>You can't say you have ever loved before
>Nice girls and pretty girls here and there in your life
>And for the most part, your relationships were pleasant while they lasted
>But on no occasion could you claim love
>An enclave of cold rationale advises just how clueless the two of you are from the back of your head
>You're only the second guy she's ever "dated," and the first to pass first base, if first base could be considered hand-holding
>No regards to your frigid mental holdout now
>The dam in your heart bursts with relief and affection
>Were it not for the bed below the seat of your pants, you figure you might well believe you're flying
>She loves you...
>No minimum or maximum window
>Love comes as it may
>Every good moment with her chips away at doubt
>How you can't cease to think of her
>Her obvious elation at your presence and your feeling in kind
>You are relieved to be able to answer with such conviction
"I love you 'Shy."
>Her most rawest emotion surfaces in the form of a heavenly ear-to-ear beam
>"Anon!" she gasps
>You find yourself immediately assaulted by a flurry of desperate kisses
>And you plaster her face in kind
>Filled not with fear that the moment may run out
>For there is no longer any conception of time
>"I love you I love you I love you..."
>Each declaration lifts your spirits
>There's no telling how much time passes on her bed
>A thin, red coat of lipstick pervades your full face and neck
>Any question of whether this is truly love experiences a full extinction
>Nowhere in space or time could be more desirable
>As the machine-gun smooches fade into sweet snuggling, you lean up against the mass of pillows by the headboard and pull her close
>Her arms seal over your neck just as yours cradle desperately her back
>>27147279
>You crusade together against the dread of chance, that some circumstance might somehow split you
>A sharp inhale is your automatic response to a warmly moist sensation migrating up your neck
>Her tongue dances across your flesh
>And her mouth presses against your skin every inch or so to suck and nip the skin, leaving a trail of hickeys from the top of your shoulder to the base of your jaw
>"Hmm... hmmf~"
>Each landing of her tongue delivers a lustful tingle
>Her mouth finally meets yours for a slow duel of dominance
>And energized by her treatment, you eagerly take control, pulling her in a little tighter as you explore the rim of her lips and mouth
>Eagerly, she acquiesces with a little groan
>Warm fingers on your right hand trail down her spine, stopping palm-down at her tailbone below her panties
>She quivers under your electrifying touch
>Her head lolls back while her eyes drift unfocused to the ceiling
>"Oh Anon~" she squeals
>You need no further prompting,
>And you roll her over, pinning her by the shoulders with your beastly arms, albeit careful not to cause any pain
>You return her favor by claiming her neck with your own mouth, savoring the feeling of her wriggling from arousal overload
>She gasps, completely and thoroughly spellbound by your assertion
>And when you pull back, towering over her curvaceous prostrate form on your knees, she awaits on tenderhooks for the ultimate conclusion
>Guilt suddenly taints the well
>Last Friday comes immediately to mind
>How she only just barely controlled herself
>No contesting the depth of your zealous love
>But this is by no means taking it slow
>Your lover below nervously pulls a hand from her breast
>Saving herself from tipping into a lascivious spiral of lust
>"A-Anon..." she starts, nerve-wracked
>You take a deep breath. What you wouldn't give for a cold bucket of water right now
"We need to slow down."
>Her face ablaze with equal parts desire and shame averts yours
>"I-I'm s-so sorry, I-"
>>27147287
I'm gonna turn in a bit early to see if I can put down this bug for good.
I'm not lying when I say the plot will start hitting harder (and Rainbow will return as a very main character!), I just can't stop myself from writing lovey-dovey fluff. But I suppose those of you who are still reading must have the same appreciation, to whatever extent.
Tonight's small update brought to you by Foreigner's 4.
I have some work to do today at some odd hourly patches, but I'll be writing.
>>27151114
bump
Hapkido post
out to do something, will write when I get back
Discussion question first. What fighting arts do you think each of the Mane 6 would do?
Pinkie strikes me as the Judo sort of character.
>>27154422
Rarity would be a karate fag
>>27154422
Hmm... Rainbow strikes me as a practitioner of Jeet Kune Do.
>No real forms or patterns
>Minimal movements for maximum effect
>Fast as fuck
It makes sense.Heh... martial arts... strikes... I'm funny.
>>27147287
"Don't. Because you're right."
>She rolls off of the bed and slinks into her bathroom
"I mean, I want to take this slow too. Even if we know how we feel."
>Fluttershy turns on the faucet and splashes cold water into her face
>She dries with a hand towel and steps back out
>"Y-you make things s-so much less intimidating."
>She rubs her arm
>"L-like this, I guess. Thanks for helping me control m-myself."
>The girl quickly pecks your cheek and slips by to dig into her closet
>"I-I don't want to be unchaste o-or easy or anything! I j-just want to be careful and... well..."
>A swimwear is balled up in her arms when she re-emerges
>"You just make it so /difficult/"
>Wonder in her tone and a little wink supplement your confidence
>There's one thing where you look in the mirror and you like what you see,
>And another when the one you love is taken aback
"Speak for yourself," you chuckle
>She hands you a pair of trunks and steps into the bathroom, closing and latching the door behind her
>You see crimson return to her cheeks just as she shuts the door
>"Y-you don't have to say that Anon!" she replies, muffled by the door
>You sigh and change out in her bedroom, stripping off your shirt, pants, socks, and undies for the loose yet comfy board shorts
>She steps out in her same plain two-piece
>Elegant and simple. Anything flashy would just distract from what's really important
"Damn, 'Shy."
>As she walks over to the sliding door you make a show of rubbernecking at her rear
>She lets you out on the deck and opens up the hot tub
>And she drops right in, beckoning for you to join her
>You don't need any encouragement
>So you slide in next to her, throwing an arm over her shoulder
>You hadn't paid much attention to the state of her palatial estate's backyard
>Though "field" might be the superior word choice
>Cobblestone paths weave through a patchwork of little ponds and lakes
>Bright gardens of dazzling color wall in the footpaths
>>27155405
>Only the low rumble of the hot tub and the chirping of birds fill the air
>A pristine, peaceful near-silence pockmarked by delightful tune
>Taking in the entire scene, your thoughts drift to your sweet love beside you
>You naturally pull her closer, and she replies with a cheery hum
>A slender arm curls around your torso while she rests her head on your shoulder
>'I hope heaven is like this' you catch your mind musing
>A cool breeze drifts over the deck, chilling your neck and face
>But making the heat of the water so much more satisfyinghttps://www.youtube.com/watch?v=WaDsrN-Yx4g
>"Anon?"
"Yes?"
>"I... um..."
>Courage struggles to pull through
>"I... I really do l-love you."
>The word is like music to your ears, even to hear it a fourth or fifth time
>You smile at her
"You don't know how much I love to hear you say that."
>"Y-yes I-... um... I mean..."
>You interrupt her stuttering by locking lips with her, content to return your feelings in kind physically for a few moments
"I love you too."
>"Ahnooon~" she whines
"What?"
>"If you k-keep doing things like that I'll n-never get anything done."
>She lays a hand on your chest
>"I love you, and I'm r-really attracted to you b-but I don't w-want to be easy, or a s-slut, or a bad girl, but I don't want to be a prude either and..."
>She sighs and sinks lower into the water
>"I don't know, Anon. I j-just want us to be happy."
>You look at her and take on a more stern tone
"I'm already happier than I've ever been 'Shy."
>You cup her cheek
"We'll go however fast or slow you want, and only things you're comfortable with. Even if you need my help to... control yourself."
>"But don't you... you know... /w-want/ to?"
>Suppressing your natural inclination to chuckle in response is pointless
"As gorgeous and sweet as you are? Hell yes I do."
>This seems to confuse her
"But I want to wait, too. I want it to be perfect. And if we even have to wait years for it to be perfect, that's fine by me."
>>27155616
>"Anon..."
>Trapped, without a lick of sense to know what to say
>You know the feeling all too well
>You kiss her on the forehead and stare back out at the gardens and woods
>A barn pokes up from a grove of trees, nearly obscured from view by the height and extension of the deck
"What's down there?"
>You point at the wooden structure
>"Those are where our horses live!" she squeals excitedly
"Your family has horses?"
>Ocean Rig doesn't strike you as the animal type
>"Well, they're really /my/ horses I guess. There's Buttercup, and Rose, and Edward, and Cider. Cider is AJ's horse."
>It doesn't really surprise you that Fluttershy is a horse girl
>Your immutably male mind considers the impact of such a hobby on the strength of her thighs
>'Come on Anon, you can think about that later.'
>"S-sometimes I think about what it would like to be a horse, or maybe a pony."
>She releases a wistful sigh
>"Carefree, wild, running with their horsie friends all day..."
>More breeze causes the two of you to shiver in unison
>"I guess that's kinda weird, huh?"
>Well, maybe
>Perhaps the life of an animal has a bit of allure to it
>No homework, no bills, no phones
"I wouldn't say that. Might be fun not to have any responsibility.
>"E-exactly! None of my friends seem to agree."
>You grunt back in a vague, affirmative way
>And for the longest time you two remain, happy in the embrace of young, dauntless love
>Perhaps an hour in, Fluttershy takes note of her fingers
>"W-we probably shouldn't s-soak in here too long."
"Probably"
>You can't say you appreciate the prospect of getting out
>The two sources of warmth are far too comfortable
>But it's ultimately necessary
>She leaves first and grabs a few towels to lay on the deck
>You sit with her to dry off in the sun, held in warm embrace
>Mutually content to remain there as long as the day allows
>"Do you really think I'm g-gorgeous?"
"Let me tell you all the ways."
>And the hours pass.
The anticipation is excruciating
ooh doggie
bomp
At the vet with kitty McFly right now. Poor guy fell from an overhang. Poor stupid guy fo sho, but he might need his leg worked on.
Pray for kitty.
>>27160875
kek bump for kitty
Kitty gonna be OK!
And sorry for not being as prolific as I might build myself up to be. I want to be writing faster and more often than I am.
>>27128323
>"Hey, Anon! You should join the martial arts club! You know, /she's/ in it too!"
I feel like I want to write about this, but I don't know if I have the time or the knowledge of how to fight to actually green it. Aside from maybe some vague, you block and lock their elbow before shoving them into the ground type stuff...
That or else shamelessly ripping off the one fighting game I played...
Are there any stories that involved this prompt that doesn't make Rainbow into a cunt?
>>27162386
you should kick the cat out the window
https://youtu.be/D_x2EEWue28?t=2m24s
>>27163310
no
>>27162827
I've spent a lot of my life in martial arts / fighting and I still found it hard at first to fight. What I did was watch a few short sparring videos and transcribe the actions. Also focus a lot on internal monologue or the feelings of the fighters / the setting / spectators.
Would love to see you write on this prompt! This is my first green ever. Hard to start, but addictive.
Hi from the vet's
b
>>27155706
>Sol marches solemnly across the sky, dipping below the horizon in the west in a phenomenal kaleidoscope of fuchsia and orange hues
>You and your newfound lover exchange sweet nothings under the waning glare in between bouts of frenzied little kisses
>For the time you have left at the Rig estate more or less alone, you spend it as well as possible
>As moonlight begins to draw over the sky, carrying with it a sheet of splattered stars mostly obscured by light pollution,
>Ms. Doo tiptoes over to your towel spread, apologetic at disturbing your peace
>"Miss Fluttershy. Master Rig and your brothers have finished their meeting. They should be home in half an hour."
>"Hmph."
>Fluttershy pouts and burrows deeper into your arms in the hopes that she may find an escape route from her family
>"Mister Anon, I had my fellow staff refuel your car and bring it around. We found ourselves with roast duck to spare after today's lunch, and I have left a bag in a cooler in your trunk."
>The maid bends over and gently prods her charge's shoulder
>"Miss Fluttershy, I'm afraid it's time for Mister Anon to leave. And you can't greet your father in your swimsuit after supposedly studying all afternoon."
>She locks eyes with you for just long enough to wink
>Fluttershy groans, painstakingly disentangling herself from your settled embrace
>Without the fit of her curves against your build, you suddenly feel a mixture of cold and emptiness
>Of all the hours you just spent in blissful silence unaware of any passage of time, you beg the stars for another five minutes
"Time sucks."
>"Indeed it does, Mister Anon. Change inside, and I will be more than happy to escort you to your vehicle."
>She "helps" you up by the arm and leads you inside
>She waits outside the bathroom for you to switch back into your street clothes
>"Feel free to take that with you"
>She places the trunks you attempt to leave on the bed back in your hands
>>27165284
>"I predict you may be a frequent visitor."
>She guides you through the Byzantine corridors at a brisk pace, a feat you would believe unimaginable for someone equipped with such extravagantly non-utilitarian heels like hers
"I'd like to. This place is amazing!"
>You gawk at a row of imposingly Teutonic gargoyles
"But the /company/ is the best"
>She grinds to a halt and spins on her heels, staring you down with hands on her hips like an adamant schoolmarm
>"Do you care for Miss Fluttershy?"
>The pointed question puts you on the sudden defense
"O-of course I do! I love her!"
>The solidity of your conviction surprises even yourself, if only for a moment
>All the more comforting
>Knowing your new feelings and getting used to them has already led them to fall into a natural and confident place in one day
>You praise whatever fortune permits the simplicity of being able to love a girl so deserving of it
>Your answer inspires a tiny smile, and she faces forward to lead you onward to the foyer
>"Excellent. I owe you my thanks, Mister Anon."
"For what?"
>"I wouldn't know. For whatever it is that you have been doing, perhaps? I have never seen my mistress so happy."
"You... you haven't?"
>A dull tone of surprise conceals the celebratory firework and festival of accomplishment
>"No. I'm sure you can tell that you're quite special to her. And this makes you a good friend of mine. And perhaps Dinky."
"Your daughter, correct?"
>This elicits a half-sigh, half-giggle
>"Yes, our adorable little hellcat," she lingers by a stately portrait on the wall of some young enterprising academic, "ours meaning Mister Whooves and I. He's training to replace the family doctor. Dinky learned that he's about to get his PhD and marry me, and now all she ever calls him is 'Doctor Whooves.' Children," she concludes with a chortle
>This household seems more and more like a small empire each day
>"Pay that no mind, though. I only wish for you to recall our limitless gratitude."
buup
>>27163927
So...I have an idea plotted out, but I am somewhat worried that I wont be able to finish it all. Like for real, I have mini bosses set up and an over arching tale with a bit of trying to win the girl in there as well...Any advice?
>>27166997
More of a plan than I had starting out. All I can say is just sit down and start on it. You can fuss over a course of action for a week but starting today is always best.
>>27169201
You know, looking at the OP pic, I kinda wonder why there's no Street Fighter Anon story.
Unless there is and I'm fucking blind.
>>27161573
>Deliberate attempt to sabotage own paper
>Doesn't do any of the work set
>Teacher picks it apart on everything that is against the brief for the paper
>Still gets a 61%
Mission accomplished I guess. I mean, I know there are some shit teachers in the world, but my god. I wonder if anyone told them, or if they're blissfully ignorant to how terrible they are at teaching.
soon
>>27162827
>"Hey, Anon! You should join the martial arts club! You know, /she's/ in it too!"
>Looking at Norman you simply grab your hamburger and bite into it with vigor.
>”Whoa, dude chill didn’t mean to offend or nothing.” The beanie wearing teen says holding his hands up in surrender.
>”Ah leave him alone dude, you know how he feels about Applejack.” Eco chimes in taking a bite of his veggi burger.
>Swallowing your food you wave your hands around frantically before glancing back at her table.
>Ok they didn’t hear that, rounding on Eco you level a glare at him.
“Do you /have/ to announce it to the world!?”
>Coin Flip pushes his glasses up his nose, “Sorry, but if you were hoping to hide your affections for the stereotypical cow girl I’m afraid that the whole school knows about that.”
>Silently you flip Coin the bird and sigh.
“Really don’t think that trying to punch my way to her heart is going to win me any favors.”
>”Dude relax you got this, just go up to the club, sign up and just show up there.” Norman chips in pointing out the bulletin board, “Besides don’t you want to be the knight in shining armor for her anyway?”
>>27172018
>An image of using your fists to beat up thugs and saving Applejack comes to your mind, she’d be ever so greatful from you kicking their ass she might even give you a k-
>A whack to the back of your head drags you out of the dream.
“Ow! Eco! The hell man?”
>Sipping from his juice box the vegan boy simply answers, “If you don’t hurry they won’t have room for you, look.”
>Following his finger you can already see plenty of kids milling around the bulletin board.
>Coin adds his opinion, “Not to mention you need an extracurricular activity to pass as well.”
“Shit!”
>Darting up you sprint towards the bulletin board and see the sign up for the martial arts club, it’s only got two more spots on it!
>Fast as you can you grab the marker hanging next to it and scribble in your name.
>There.
>”Well Ah’ll be, didn’t take ya fer a fighter there fella.”
>Back stiffening you slowly turn to look.
>Shit don’t pussy out.
>Be suave as fuck!
“Uh, y-yeah I l-like th-the fight a-and um, you too?”
>>27172038
>Oh god why.
>In the distance you can see your friends slap their faces as one.
>Applejack meanwhile gives a hearty laugh and pats your shoulder, “Aw shucks Sugarcube, that’s great to hear! We take all kinds in the club, Ah was about to get the membership list myself.”
>Reaching past you, you gulp at the close proximity as a brief whiff of her scent fills your senses, mulled cider, sweat, and a bit of rose?
>Before it becomes too awkward Applejack pulls away with the membership sheet in her hand, “Remember to show up at four after class now ya hear? All the initiates will be there as well!”
>Holy shit, that just happened.
>Oh man you get to be with Applejack for at least an hour each day!
>Oh fuck you’re going to be alone with Applejack for an hour each day!
>Before you can panic you are quickly assaulted by your friends as they crowd around you.
>”Dude that was awesome, how did it go?”
>”I’m quite impressed I would have put it at a seventy five percent chance of you embarrassing yourself.”
>”Man your aura was blazing when you got done talking with her, you alright?”
>Waving off their concerns you simply reply you’re fine just in time for the bell to ring sending you all running for class.
>>27172055
>Stopping off before your locker you dial the code and throw your stuff in before heading towards the gym.
>Once you arrive you find yourself at a lost.
>There are almost fifty students in here!
>Some of them don’t even look like they are fit enough to jog to the store muchless defend themselves with their hands!
>Though why a majority of them are guys…
>”A-Attention…”
>What was that?
>”A-attention please?”
>You can just make out someone at the front of the crowd…
>”C-can I have y-your attention please?”
>It almost sounds lik-
>”HEY! SHIT FOR BRAINS! SIT DOWN!”
>Like the crack of a whip the crowd quickly sits down on the mats before three girls.
>Oh crud, you thought that they were members!
>Not the actual club leaders!
>Standing before you are Rainbow Dash, not surprising, Applejack, again not surprising, but what sends you on a trip is the fact that Fluttershy of all people is up there with the others!
>Fluttershy?!
>Just, how?
>Rainbow Dash starts to speak but is stopped by Applejack who nods to Fluttershy at the look Rainbow gives her.
>”Right, well Fluttershy here will tell you what we’re doing today.”
>With that Rainbow moves out of the way and gestures to Fluttershy to take her place, relectantly the girl steps forward before gulping.
“H-Hi, I-I’m F-Fluttershy and w-we’re here to l-learn and t-teach about mixed m-martial arts…”
>Fluttershy starts to gain more confidence now as she takes another breath, “S-so what w-we’re g-going to do is o-”
>>27172066
>”Oh come on.”
>Looking towards the noise you see some kid with huge muscles, he’s not Bulk, but another gym rat.
>Standing up he rolls his neck with an audbile crack, “Some of us can already fight, so why are we wasting time on this begginner stuff?”
>”U-uh...um…”
>”The reason you idiot is because you need to learn the basics before you can do anything else!” Rain shouts back to the jock.
>”Pfft, whatever, I bet I could take you on and run this club better myself!”
>Rainbow fumes before she calms down and a sly smirk appears on her face, “Alright tough guy, come on up and let’s see you strut your stuff then.”
>”About time!” Moving through the crowd the jock pushes aside one of the chubbier kids and stands legs bent as he grins at Rainbow.
>Rainbow merely holds herself ready and calmly looks at the jock, “Applejack? You wanna start us off?”
>”Sure Sugarcube. Ready! Set! Go!” With her hand passing through the air the jock throws a wild hay maker at Rainbow Dash!
>You start to say something only to stop as an audible smack resounds through the air.
>Holding her arm up to block Rainbow merely raises an eyebrow at the boy who pales rapidly, “What that...Take thi-ughck!”
>Before the jock was able to take another swing Rainbow simply took a step forward her fist barreling out like a shot to land in the jock’s abs!
>>27172078
>You thought you saw a small cone of air escape from behind his body there was so much force!
>For a moment it looks as if the jock will stay on his feet, but he falls with a dull thud to the ground curled up trying to get his breath back.
>Rainbow simply bows to the jock as Applejack calls out, “Match end! Rainbow Dash is the winner!”
>The calm stately looking girl is soon replaced by the soccer player you remember as she rubs her nose and sniffs, “Hehehe, that’s why you learn the basics punk!”
>Turning to regard the rest of the class Rainbow’s eyes, you can see a fire in them, “Well what about the rest of you lot? You want to throw down now?”
>A hurried chorus of no echoes out from the class and then you watch as someone raises their hand.
>”Yeah what’s up?”
>Hey it’s that one kid in the av club, “I-I don’t think I can do this, I-I be going now…”
>Like Moses leading his people out of Egypt, that simple declartion soon has a large following as a majority of the crowd soon leaves the gym, including the defeated jock.
>”Wha- Hey! Come back!”
>”Darn it Sugarcube, you do this /everytime/!”
>Rainbow immediately whirls on Applejack getting in her face, “What?! It’s not my fault that they are all a bunch of pansy assed losers who can’t handle a girl being stronger than them!”
>Applejack is butting heads with Rainbow, “That’s not the reason you dingus, it’s because you scare the pants out of them with that battle lust of yours!”
>”Um…”
>Looking around you see that you’re the only one that actually stayed for the club.
>Seriously, way to turn in your man card guys, no wonder Crystal Prep kicked their ass last year…
>>27172085
>”G-girls..?”
>”There is nothing wrong with wanting to enjoy a bit of a fight!”
>”There is when you wind up making our club going under because we don’t have enough members!”
>”Girls!”
>Applejack and Rainbow both whip their head towards Fluttershy, “What?!”
>”W-we still have a member here…”
>Giving a small wave you continue to sit there trying not to look as awkward as you feel.
>”Oh…” Applejack says before scratching at her head, “Well, uh-”
>Suddenly colors before your face, “Welcome to the mixed martial arts club! Glad to have you aboard so let’s go ahead and get started then!”
“Uh, alright?”
>You let out a small manly yelp as your yanked to your feet.
>”R-Rainbow, s-slow down, you still have to ask him if he w-wants to stay!”
>”Ah relax he’s still here right? So it’s not a problem Fluttershy!” Rainbow simply answers before she holds you steady.
>”She’s right Rainbow, hey, Anon right? Are you sure you want to join our club we won’t hold it against ya.”
>Judging by the heated glare that Rainbow is throwing at Applejack and then at you daring you to answer no, you have the feeling that some of them might.
>Then you look over to see the wide eyes of Fluttershy and feel your soul twitch.
“N-naw I’m good, I want to learn how to fight, you guys look like you know what you’re doing!”
>Giving them a thumbs up you see Rainbow pump her fist, Fluttershy gives a small shy smile, while Applejack makes your heart stop at the heart warming grin she gives you.
>”Great!” Clapping her hands on your shoulders you feel your face heat up, Applejack leans in close and eyes your body, “Let’s go ahead and get started!”
>>27172093
>Ten minutes later…
>”Come on now Anon you can do it!”
>Puffing you pump your legs and shout back, “What does... this have... to do... with fighting?!” Crying tears of frustration that you hide in the sweat you continue to run with the tire hanging off your waist.
>”Y-you can do it!” Fluttershy cheers you on from her seat atop the tire.
>Rainbow keeps pace with you at a lazy jog, “It’s not that hard, we just need to condition you a bit is all!”
>Applejack meanwhile looks through a few books while you continue to run laps.
“Fuck! You!”
>”Maybe later sweet heart, but when you get to my level you can do this!” Rainbow reaches for her shirt and quickly strips it off!
>You will admit.
>You tripped.
>Not because you thought you got flashed, no that would be too simple.
>Instead it’s because Rainbow was wearing some weird chest piece made of weights like it was a badge of honor.
“The fuck is that?!”
>”O-oh well Rainbow l-likes to weight train so she wears them.”
“Isn’t that unhealthy?”
>”Only when I sleep in it!” Rainbow says before she slides her shirt back on kneeling down she pets your head, “Now come on, enough sleeping you got another fifty laps to go!”
>Her words go in one ear and out the other at the view below, you can /just/ make out a definite camel toe you just…
>Standing Rainbow deprives you of the view and stands offering you a hand.
“Why...must you kill meeee.”
>”O-oh Anon we’re d-doing it for your h-health!”
>You’re going to die, no doubt about it, but the prize at the end....And that's what I got! Hope you enjoyed it Anons!
>>27172102
oh yes
yes, this will do quite nicely. It flows great and it's got an interesting and creative premise. Keep at it.
begin
>>27165294
"For making her happy, right?"
>"Correct, Mister Anon."
>Ocean Rig's mansion is woefully understaffed tonight
>Only a single butler stands by to open the front doors for you and Ms. Doo to exit
>"Miss Fluttershy is my job. I care very much for her well-being. "
>Your car hasn't just been rolled out,
>It shines in the moonlight from a fresh coat of wax over a spotless washed body
"Oh this is just too much..."
>Momanon always taught you to be humble and reluctant when given gifts
>Having a tactful parent pass down her skills paid surprising dividends
>However, her conditioning or all the discipline cannot prevent your sly grin in the maid's direction
>Even though it isn't strictly your own car, seeing it look better than you can ever recall urges you to drive
>"It's the least we could do. I figured you would refuse payment given the nature of your "work" should we call it that."
>The interior is similarly treated
>"And the food, and maybe the gas I suppose."
>As you wriggle into your seat, you strain to find even a single particle of dirt on the floorboard
>You rack your brain to find the right way to say thanks
>Ditzy has done nothing but help you and orchestrate the success of you and Fluttershy's emergent love
>Nothing but giving and giving without expectation of similar favor
"I can't just keep saying things. I want to..."
>Neurons light up in great patches to illuminate the recollection of any possession or service that a clever maid could value
"We need to do something for you. Any time you need a favor, just name it, alright?"
>"Mister Anon, I fear you still have Miss Fluttershy's family to overcome. My wages are your young love, for which I expect is not out of the woodwork yet."
"Mr. Rig. Great."
>And won't that just be the most pleasant conversation?
>'Hi Mr. Rig! It's Anon again. I know I told you I was just her friend and then her tutor, but I've actually been making out sloppy with your only daughter on her bed and in her hot tub.'
>>27174263
'>"Don't let these things concern you for now, Mister Anon. Enjoy the rest of your evening."
"How could I not? It's been great so far."
>You turn the key, and the engine rumbles with renewed life, like a retired athlete back in the gym
>Perhaps you're imagining things with the youthful state of your BMW's exterior
>But a placebo that delivers is its own magic
>"She likes rhododendrons. Goodnight Mister Anon."
"Goodnight."
>Be Fluttershy
>Your slender legs carry you down the stairs and out the door as fast as they can manage
"WAAAAIT!" you howl over the revving engine
>"Miss Fluttershy, your father will be home-"
>You barrel past, a dizzying yellow missile with a single target in mind
>Anon pops open his door just in time for you to fall into his lap and seize his lips with yours
>Taken by your furious bout of frenching he fails to respond other than groaning
>He subducts contentedly under your raw fire
>You pull back awkwardly once you run out of air and stumble out of the car
>Your cheeks heat like two little ovens at remembering you aren't alone
>Though fortunately Ms. Doo found something quite fascinating about the gables on your home
"B-bye Anon. I love you." you whisper
>"I love you too 'Shy."
>His oaky bass cascades over your neck and trickles down your back, stopping at each vertebrae to defibrillate with a burning chill
>"I'll see you Monday."
>And you know that he will. You believe so wholly his promise as if written on a note and stuck to the walls of your heart
>You're disarmed, failing in all but waving meekly as he rolls out the drive and disappears past the gate
>Though five or six feet away just a moment ago, Ms. Doo is right behind you to catch your arm when your legs deviate from expected walking procedure
>"A bit of a hunk, huh?"
"M-mhm~"
>"So, you told him, Miss Fluttershy?"
>Your head whips up and down
"Mhmm!"
>"And /then/ he said...?"
>You swoon and collapse into her arms
"Oh, I'll always r-remember every word!"
>"Spare nothing!"
Their lovely little night is finally done. I wonder what awaits them Monday. It's tradition for the new teams to start practicing as soon as they can after all.
b
>>27177737
That's the kind of face that says "I don't care where it happens, you are going to wear me like a tank top for next hour."
>>27177837
wrong pic
>>27177837
+1 more for the masochistic clingy dash green?
>>27172102
You're off to a good start, write friend. Continue please!
>>27172078
>>27172085
>some kid with huge muscles
>rainbow's arm isn't fucked up from the impact of a bigger fist
>a petite girl like rainbow taking down a big guy for her like that with ease
>>27179819
Well if the shot's right...
>>27180361
>You thought you saw a small cone of air escape from behind his body there was so much force!
No.
>>27179819
I never said I was an expert at martial arts either so take it with a grain of salt Anon.
>>27180594
Nor am I, but I know enough about fighting and having been in enough fights to know that this sort of shit would never happen, especially that this guy was described with having huge muscles.
>>27180656
Fair enough, not to mention you do have to consider that Anon might be a bit biased towards the girls.That being said, you mind if I pump your brain spout for fighting ideas?Only been in, a few fights and one good boxing match and the most I learned is pay attention to where the swing is coming from, keep an eye on your surroundings and keep your eyes on their torso since it will tell alot of what they are going to do next.
>>27180749Haven't been in a fight in more than a few years now Anon.Even then, most of my fights were against niggers who flailed around wildly like dumbasses.I can definitely tell you to try to make sure they can never hit back by landing hard blows to their head or by tripping them then headlock.
>>27180802Neat, well it's something at least.That being said, I noticed that when people take wild swings as long as you stay calm and watch you can generally block their hits. Stings a bit, but it's better than getting socked in the face for one.
>>27180835
kek bump
>>27174419
>Be Anon
>You toss and turn in bed all through the night as a child might on the eve of Christmas
>You do not recall when you finally got to sleep
>Brilliant rays of sunshine flicker through the blinds the next morning at around noon
>Quite rare to be in bed that late
>From training, or helping your mother with housework here and there, your mind is firmly not on the task
>Monday could not arrive quick enough
>During first period, the results of the voting and deliberations for the Friendship Games teams are announced over the PA system
>Among other things, Fluttershy made it into competitive birdhouse making and archery
>Once you get over the humorous implications of the odd sport of the two, you focus your attention on the last announcements
>"And for boxing... Anon and Featherweight, and Applejack and Rainbow Dash!"
"Fuck." you mutter under your breath
>A few classmates congratulate you; it seems the majority aren't too heavily interested in the games this year
>You don't blame them. If not for boxing, you wouldn't either
>Not like CHS won very often
>Often being at all, in this case
>Training today is slated to start after a pep rally
>You look oh-so-forward to dealing with color fast on a regular basis
>But with Fluttershy joining you...
>Perhaps it might not be too bad after all
>Amidst the daydreaming, you nearly fail to notice four periods slip by and lunch begin
I'm sure it's not of much interest, but I have been spending my time on - and have just succeeded - frameworking the rest of Martial ArtsAnon.
im curious how a story that was orginally about RD being a cunt got turned into a thread dedicated to martial arts...
it still confuses me after being here for the whole ride
bmup
writey tonighty
>>27172102
Question I have to ask the Anons, if this were aviable to audience influence, what girl would you go after?
I have my own personal preference, but I'm interested in what you all think.
>>27188370
rainbow a cute
oohhh
>>27188370
applejack a cute
Give us life until I return
>>27184732
desu it confuses me too. But I'm glad something i made brought about something else
gonna try to write tomorrow. I have the time and its getting close to being finished.
>>27191741
Motherfucker, since when are there wordfilters again.
>>27188370
Appul all day, best EQG.
>>27190953
As long as this green lives, you shall not die.
breathe
Page nine a shit
>>27182799
>Target for today: more meh lasagna
>Unfortunately, Vice-Principal Luna over the PA direct everyone at lunch or in class to the gymnasium
>You're forced to nibble off of your tray in the middle of the bleachers like a dog while the school pep team puts on a show
>"Can I sit here mister?"
>Chimes in the raucous breeze draw you from the consumption of pure mush fuel
>"Hee hee!"
>Deep within the meat of the crowd, you watch as none other than Rainbow Dash herself comes out with the band to pump up the school(games are now annual)
>"I know that a lot of you think there's no way we can beat a fancy school like Crystal Prep at anything!"
>Just listening to her scratchy voice makes you seethe
>Your skull throbs from the memory of her stinging knuckles
>"Except if it's a losing to Crystal Prep competition, 'cause we're /really/ good at that!"
>Fucking ponk
>Props to her for making this at least a little bit amusing
>"A-Anon?" Fluttershy whispers
"What?"
>You realize far too late how much that word snarls
>"I... I..."
>You regard her with as much warmth and compassion as you can; still none enough to wash away the bitter taste of snapping at your girlfriend
"Sorry, I just..."
>"I-I understand 'Nonnie."
"Thanks... Flutterbutter."
>"Aww!" her cheeks line bright red as she groans, realizing what she has caused
>You ignore the rest of the rally, content to let Fluttershy hold your hand while you pick away at CHS' finest delicacy
>Apparently people start to enjoy it
>There's a hell of a lot of standing and cheering
>Except from others like yourself who have simply been banished from the caf
>Though it lets out aeons too late, you eventually get back to your classes and away from Rainbow's shrill yelling and singing
>At least you got to spend a little time with Fluttershy
>Especially since you can't look with much enthusiasm to the end of the day
>...which, as the course of things dictates, comes with all the haste that the assembly lacked
>>27193624
>Seventh period ends, and new teams are mustered to their first practices
>You and Fluttershy walk hand in hand to the auxiliary gym, which has reportedly been decked out as a "boxer's paradise"
>Perhaps you wouldn't know what that looks like. But you have certainly seen Muay Thai paradise before in the form of a pro-level city gym, and you figure that sports that involve lots of punching can't really be that different
>"Eep"
>Fluttershy gapes at the equipment strewn around the mostly-abandoned second gym
>The ring in the center is the newest addition. Everything else appears to be re-purposed from storage or something already out that was moved around or modified
>A small herd of fit folk scurry from station to station to admire, criticize, and evaluate each tool meant to secure your school's unlikely victory
>Vice-Principal Luna splits off from the group and stands in front of the ring
>"Good afternoon, students. Some of you are our boxers, some of you are friends. I know you all have some experience with fighting, and you likely know this equipment better than I, but I still wish to stress the importance of remaining safe as you train for the upcoming Friendship Games."
>"Yeah, yeah, we /know/!"
>Your fists turn white from their charged clench as your body attempts to vent your stress via your hands
>"Come on, Anon..."
>Slender fingers trace yours, temporarily pulling loose Gordian knots of rage
>"Mr. Biceps will be your trainer. He spent a few years as a semi-professional boxers as some of you may know," she makes a pyramid from her fingers. "Adding boxing to this year's event has been a pet project of mine. I would like to see our school succeed by training in... more /unusual/ events. I hope you will all use this opportunity as best you can."
>Vague chatter of affirmation follows the veep out of the aux gym
>Mr. Biceps waits in the corner for everyone to familiarize
>The double doors pop open with a click
>Featherweight barrels in. Rainbow turns.
wri
>>27194415
Not sure how I feel about having deviated so from the prompt
>>27196685
Your doing great.
te
>>27196685
Hey man, your writing is coherent and the characters are very well interpreted. I hadn't been interested in a Fluttershy ship until this green.
>>27175372
>>27193720
>Her eyes, never the type to give much attention to people she feels beneath her, train laserlike on yours in an enraged exception
>White knuckles and a fuming glare mark just how unhappy she is to see you
>"Mr. Biceps, I brought some of that gear you wanted. Can you help me haul it out?"
>Featherweight sounds like white noise
>Every cell of Rainbow's body shakes from barely-restrained rage
>Your friend, ever the inconvenient one, drags himself and Bulk out of the room to some menial task
>Among your spectators left in the gym, there's Fluttershy, a few of Rainbow's teammates and AJ
>Pairs of hands wring nervously; feet shuffle out of the way
>Even the air seems to grow warm and damp
>But the pressure, as it does, eventually bursts
>Your forced rival stomps across the chasm of strewn blue mats separating you like a parched, angry desert
>Her legs carry like a Sprint rocket the rest of the distance
>"ANON! What the FUCK are you doing here!?"
>The fist you expect to leap out at your face like an angry dog does not come
>It is, instead, a shocked half-point a hair's length away from your girlfriend's face
>Your chest sinks, and you shift to carry your weight underside
>You raise your arms as you shift down and forward
>"Rainbow."
>Fluttershy is absolutely squared up for this, even as you prepare for total war behind her
>Sweat trickles down your forehead
>And every voice in your head is silent, on torturous tenderhooks that your love is in the line of fire
>"You leave him alone."
>Drums pound soundlessly against your ears
>War drums. Fight or flight. Protective instinct
>Rainbow meets your predatory appraisal with one of her own
>Like two angry beasts and a lamb between them
>"Look at me when I'm speaking, Rainbow!"
>Fire, anger-ridden eyes no longer seethe at you
>Instead, they train wide and focused at your protector
>"F-Fluttershy...? What are you doing with this g-guy?"
>"My boyfriend's name is Anon."
>Rainbow shakes free of her trance and spits
I'm a celebrity judge at an event tonight, but expect more when I return.
Oh doggy, I haven't felt a rush like that while writing in a long time.
>>27199513
THE SHOWDOWN IS HERE
POST YFW
>>27199920
Nice trips there m8.
>>27200169
>69
>>27200282
Hey Buzz, question, how often did you want them greens?
>>27199513
>The turbocunt's pearly whites grind together and magma nearly flows out of her pores
>You swear you can see enamel shavings drop to the floor
>"BOYfriend? What the fuck, Fluttershy!?"
>"You heard me."
>Hot rage flavored with stress convects in your chest. Hot lava flows chew to be unleashed in fight
>But your immense urge to push Fluttershy out of the way and beat Rainbow to the floor is precisely held back by the object of your concern
>An obelisk, immovable by flood or the strongest wind. Her muscles are loose and relaxed, and her back is held straight and high without carrying with it an iota of knotting pressure
>There she stands like a timeless monument to courage
>"Don't you know what the FUCK he did to me!? I ALMOST HAD MY FUCKING JAW BLOWN OFF BY THIS MOTHERFUCKER! And you're DATING HIM!?"
>Even from behind you can tell the normally-sweet girl's eyes have turned to bitter slits
>"If Anon, the man I /love/, HIT you, it's only because you started it."
>Invisible steam curls in scalding puffs out of Rainbow's nose
>A tight fist materializes just under her friend's chin
>"Fluttershy, I don't know what the FUCK has gotten into you, BUT IF YOU DON'T FUCKING GET OUT OF THE WAY I AM GOING TO-"
>There
>Hours in a single moment
>Bitch's right shoots out to push Fluttershy out of the way by the shoulder
>She shoots back.
>Impeccable form. A hand-over-hand push to the sternum with all her fragile might
>It's CPR form
>Rainbow stumbles back, her arms spinning to balance her
"Damn, 'Shy." you marvel
>The room buzzes in equal parts panic and amazement
>They fear openly for what is about to happen to your girlfriend
>And when you see Rainbow pitch forward and charge, you adopt their meaning
>Your throat constricts, and your next breath feels like the searing burn of hot tar at what unfolds
>Rainbow throws herself into Fluttershy, tackling her to the ground with every raw athletic muscle in her body
>"AAH! ANON!"
>>27201512
>Girls squealing have never quite tugged at your heart in the past
>Same with babies. Whatever instinct is meant for humans to treat a pained whine like a fire alarm you have never believed present inside you
>It awakens today
>You feel it, like the shattering of safety glass or the slice of a tripwire
>In an odd way, it's almost audible. A crash mixed with gunshot for a curious synesthetic blend
>Oh, how potent it is
>How turbulent
>All peripheral attentions scream away like a hat in the wind
>The walls, the frenzy of witnesses, even the floor and ceiling
>White. Fire and rage.
>"AAH! ANON!"
>A sickly wail of fear
>Both attacker and victim fall hard to the ground
>Your love
>Under attack
>There is no word, no sound, no color, smell, or taste
>Veins bulge. Breath puffs
>You do not hear yourself roar, but only near of it by the loud report echoing throughout the gym
>Your right swoops down on its prey with vicious intent
>And in your iron grip you take the full circumference of your enemy's neck
>There is no thought or command necessary for what you do
>Your body knows to rip her off of Fluttershy and hold her in the air
>With the aid of adrenaline strength you clutch her by the neck to keep her toes nearly a foot off of the ground
>Like a dagger, your thumb slithers over her upper neck and presses over the pipes while your other fingers squeeze with intent to kill
>"ACK! ACK-"
>Pitiful hacks and sputters pay no suppressing value
>Dark red tinges your vision as your left cocks back
>You have absolute intent now
>You can never allow her to hurt you,
>Or the woman you love
>Ever
>You draw, testing each knuckle on your left for firmness and place
>And you savor the saccharine honey ringing the cusp of vengeance
>No crack
>The killing round catches in the chamber
>A hand pulls on your bicep desperately
>Lacking, of course, all amount of real power to hold it back from its destination
>Her touch is a pail of water to the face
>>27201535
>Color seeps through the cracks
>The yelling no longer manifests as a beating drum counting beats for your coming pugilistic fury
>"...on..."
>She calls to you, muffled as if underwater
>"...An...on..."
>Yanking and yanking, desperate to eject your lethal shot from the chamber
>"An...on...!"
>"Anon!"
>"ANON! Stop!"
>The world is poured back into its mold
>Your eyes dart from face to face, from detail to detail
>AJ and the others crowd behind Rainbow, careful to maintain a safe distance
>Fluttershy guides your cocked arm to rest at your side
>Tears give her face a bright sheen and puffy red eyes
>"Don't hurt her!"
>You feel the strength coursing through you right now
>And you know intimately just what you were about to do, and the potential of such an action
>You've been saved from a murder charge once
>And you let go of her neck, saving yourself twice
>Rainbow plummets to the floor, wheezing impotently for air
>She fights with everything she has to import the oxygen she so desperately needs, clutching her throat as if it is still combating her survival
>"Bwuh... bwuh..."
>AJ pulls her out of your perimeter roughly by the shoulders
>Rainbow's neck sports a thick, red band where the flow of blood and air was painfully staunched
"Fluttershy... she was going to..."
>You exhale from the nose
>Your girlfriend takes both of your hands, willing you to come down from the summit of rage you peaked so effortlessly
>"S-she's a bully, b-but she doesn't know. She doesn't know what she's doing. Please."
>She clings desperately to you
>One, for your indomitable protection
>Two, so that she is an obstacle on the warpath to Rainbow if you lose control
>You respond by bringing her in closer, styling the fit of her soothing curves to your now-hateful edges
>Her hands pacify with gentle circuits over your cheeks
>Her hot breath begs for your restraint in the issuance of sweet nothings into the crook of your neck
>Both muscled arms wrap tight around your dearest affection
>>27201647
>Your eyes throw poisoned spears
"This time. This time /only/" you permit in a pained mutter
>The smell of coconut makes it go down much easier
"Fuck you Rainbow. Fuck you for everything."
>Six shocked faces turn in your direction
"I could not care LESS about you. Just leave us alone. We have done nothing to you. Nothing!"
>You punctuate each point with a wrinkled lip and sneer of cold command
"We have done nothing. Especially her. I thought you were friends!"
>Rainbow's mug is trapped in interlocking webs of fear, anger, and shock
"That was your one. If you touch her again I'm going to make sure you can't. Ever."
>Rainbow leans back and crawls to her feet
>"Fuck you Anon! This is all your-"
>SMACK
>>27201904
>The cunt puts a hand on her red cheek
>AJ towers over her, palm stopped at the apex of its glide, threatening to come down again
>"Damn you Rainbow! Stop doin' this to folks!"
>"A-AJ?"
>Applejack pivots forward and shoves her friend back with a ferocious yelp
>"DO Y'LIKE THAT RAIN? DO Y'LIKE GETTIN' SHOVED AROUND?"
>"Apple-"
>Another push. She teeters on the balls of her feet
>She blubbers incoherently as her life falls to actual pieces around her
>Her eyes look for allies in the small crowd, but not a soul willing will step forward for her
>And all Fluttershy wants is to keep her alive
>"B-but AJ! H-he-"
>"YAAAGH!"
>In a blur, the cowgirl throws herself on the unbalanced Taekwon/soccer queen, pinning her on the sterile mats
>Raging droplets of heartbreak muster at the corners of the blonde's eyes
>"ANON AIN'T BEEN NOTHIN' BUT GOOD TO HER, AND Y'ALL DONE TACKLED HER! WHAT FOR? WHY YA DO THIS FOR, RAIN?"
>SMACK
>The open hand closes in a foreboding new threat
>"I-"
>"WHY Y'ALL GOTTA BE LIKE THIS? FIRST IT WAS THE BAND, AND NOW YER TEARIN' ALL OF US APART!"
>THWAP
>Blood splatters the mat
>A stinging cut on the cheek
>Crimson on the fist
>"AM AH GON' HAVE TO BEAT THE DAMN STUPID OUTTA YA? 'CAUSE I FEEL ANON'S BEEN..."
>Rainbow's mouth flops feebly
>"Hwuh... huh..."
>Eyes track aimlessly like confused radar
>"I... hyah... you..."
>AJ's fury placates, evolving quickly into concern
>"Rain... what the hell are you sayin', girl?"
>"Thbuh... huh..."
>It is oddly gruesome for a mere contortion of muscles
>The slouching of a face and the shaking of limbs is something truly odd
>Not as one might brand an occurrence as unusual
>But it is something alien. An instance of actual disconcerting
>The face is not alone
>All else falls away with the command center incapacitated
>You've seen knockouts before
>And, in fact, on Rainbow a week before
>But not like this
>Nothing like this
>AJ chokes once on a sob
>Her head whips around
>"CALL 911!"
>>27201942
The pain of late evenings.
>>27201942
>>27201952
Oh shit, is that the the jawbreaker we've been waiting for?
Justiceboner couldn't be more fulfilled, excellent work suppy.
kek bump
>>27203771
that's a kek
>>27172102
>Finishing the last lap you collapse, a pool of sweat slowly spreading out from your prone body.
“Kill me…”
>You soon feel a cold rag placed on your neck, “I t-think you did very well on your first day.”
>Turning an eye to look at the voice you see Fluttershy giving you a sheepish grin.
>Soon a pair of sneakers and boots come into view as well.
>”I’ll be honest Sugarcube, thought you’d quit before we get to the good part!”
>Holding a shaky thumbs up you let out a small groan under your breath.
>”Nah he’s a fighter I can tell! Now we can go ahead and start with the fight!” Rainbow exclaims tossing a few punches into the air.
>Tugging on the girl’s loose gi Applejack holds her steady, “Easy now Sugarcube, don’t go and scare the poor fella yet, we’ve got to work on his basics first.”
>Rainbow wilts like a balloon with the air taken out of it, “Aw man, fine I guess. Nothing like learning on the job though!”
>”Th-there is when you c-could get hurt R-Rainbow…”
>Finally catching your breath you take the chance to interject,
“What’s the basics then? They sound important.”
>The boots scrape as they move and soon your goddess comes into view, “Well Sugarcube, the basics are pretty much three simple steps, you already did the first one by warming up!” With a grin the cow girl continues despite your throbbing everything, “The next thing is setting up your stance.”
“Wassat?”
>Offering you a hand, Applejack pulls you up from your mess, “That’s where you plan to plant your feet.”
“How hard could that be?”
>”Go ahead and set yourself up on your stance.” Applejack says watching you with a careful eye.
>Shrugging you stand there and loosely spread your feet feeling solid.
“Alright, now wh- hey!”
>>27204357
>Off to your right, your pushed to the side nearly sending you Tumbling down.
>Whirling to the source you see Rainbow standing there looking impressed, “Not bad, but you need to spread your legs further and adjust for the force behind a blow.”
“That's great and all, but that's hard to do when you just shove me out of nowhere!”
>You pause as a hand holds your shoulder, “Easy there cowboy, Dash has a point, you need to watch your surroundin’s as well.”
>Flushing from the contact you take a breath and force a smile.
“R-right, sorry. So stances?”
>Applejack regretfully pulls her hand away to rest them on her hips, unf,” Well that's up to you Sugarcube, Ah’m mighty good in muythai, but that focuses on aggressive moves and my legs for the most part.”
>Rainbow perks up at that bouncing into sight, “Yeah, I've got a black belt in karate, so my stuff is an even mix of aggressive and defensive moves, I can teach you if you want!”
“That sounds pretty neat, but…” Looking over to Fluttershy you can see her doing an odd dance flowing from move to move like water, “What does Fluttershy know?”
>>27204363
>Seeing the attention on her Fluttershy pauses and nibbles her lip, “W-well, I can do a really mean Taichi, um, B-but I don't know if you would be interested, I j-just redirect m-my foes attacks, that's all.”
>Applejack laughs, “Not to mention the aikido Shy knows and you'd be more likely to wind up on your back.”
>Fluttershy gasps and looks away holding her arms, “I-I don't like doing that too often...People a-always look hurt when I do that.”
>Rainbow comes up behind Shy and gives her a hug, “Hey, it's fine.” Breaking contact the girl pumps her fist in eagerness, “Besides seeing their faces when they wind up flat on their back is priceless!”
“Who's they?”
>Pausing in her hyping moment Rainbow looks over at you blanky before realization settles in, “Oh yeah you wouldn’t know, since we’re technically representing CHS in the martial arts world we can go to tournaments, well they are mostly local things really since we don’t have a huge team.”
>Applejack takes that moment to interject, “Though with more members we could apply for some of the bigger tournaments, Ah know that we can’t join in at the inner city tournaments cuz of their four man requirement.”
>>27204372
>Looking over each of the girls you hum aloud thinking.
>You really want to learn from Applejack, you’d be able to get close to her that way!
>Yet, what makes you hesitate as you look over at Rainbow and Fluttershy.
>They are cute, but nothing compared to your apple bottom goddess...you just know that if you play too hard they’ll probably throw a wrench in the works…
>You don’t know why, but you just have a gut feeling that the other two might not be happy you only joined to get close to Applejack.
>So how are you…
>There is a way, but man is it going to suck.
“That sounds a bit weird, but cool, so…”
>The girls look up at your finally deciding to talk, their faces looking eager to get started finally.
“Would there be any way for me to train with all three of you?”
>Applejack nibbles at her lip in thought, unf, “Well Sugarcube, it’s...doable, but ya won’t really much free time.”
>”Yeah,” Rainbow adds on, “plus you’d have to work at all of them equally or else you won’t improve as fast as us.”
>”I-I don’t mind if he d-doesn’t want to l-learn from me, th-that could help?”
>Shaking your head you face them all determined.
“It’ll be fine, besides I want to get a good feel for each style, besides I bet you three are like masters or something before me anyway.”
>>27204375
>Rainbow preens a bit under the ego polishing compliment while Fluttershy blushes and Applejack gives a light hearted laugh, “Well alright then Sugarcube, let’s get started!”
>”Wait I thought I’d get him first?”
>”Thought you were going to figure out how to crack that metal bar thingy?”
>The soccer prodigy shrugs, “Eh it’ll still be there, now lemme have him for the day!”
“Why do I feel like a bone between a pair of dogs?”
>A soft giggle draws your eye to Fluttershy, “A-Anon that’s not very nice to call them female dogs, y-you know?”
>Did, did Fluttershy just make a joke?
>Before you can comment you hear a triumphant yell from ahead, Rainbow is throwing her hand up into the air with a peace sign.
>Applejack looks over at you and gives you a small smile, “Sorry Sugarcube, Rainbow’s got first dibs on ya.”
>You’d argue that point, but the chance is taken away as a small flat chested girl drags you away easily overcoming your attempts at digging in the floor mat.
>”Let’s go Anon!”
“Easy! No need to be so pushy!”
>Coming to a separate section of the gym you stand across from Rainbow as she looks you over.
>”Right, now you need to do what I say and don’t question it.”
“Why?”
>”Because I said so, now listen to your sensei.”
“Please get that weeb shit outta here…”
>”You’re the one learning martial arts, young grasshoppa. Now take your stance.”
>Rolling your eyes you do as she says, “That’s racist.”
>>27204381
>Rainbow is soon at your legs forcing them to bend a bit more, “Spread your legs a bit, move your foot forward…”
“That’s lewd.”
>”H-hey shut up, just do what I say.”
>After you move into the stance Rainbow wants whose muttering something about Zenkutsu taichi, you find to your surprise that you feel rather anchored down.
>Looking over you move about without moving your feet and find a rather comfortable range of motion one foot extended with the other is just behind.
>Looking down you see your knee is making a straight line down to the top of your foot, your leg is a bit tense, but it’s a good weight.
>”Now, I want you to throw out a punch and I’ll see what I have to work with.”
>Curling your fist up thumb out you cock your arm back and let it out like a shot.
>Rainbow nods to herself and comes up to you, “Not bad, but you moved out of your stance, lost some of your power that way.”
>>27204390
“Does it really matter that much?”
>Nodding the blue girl adjusts your legs again and then holds your arm.
>”Yep, if you don’t hold your form you lose a lot of punching power behind it.”
>Rainbow slowly guides you through a series of punches.
>”Each one of these have their own name, but all you need to know is that each part of your hand has a different point of striking, your knuckles, the back of your hand, your fingers in a spear tip and then the chop.” Rainbow explains as she runs her fingers over your hand to explain.
>You nod trying to memorize each of the fist positions, but it’s hard when you have a girl willingly wanting to touch you, no focus, save it for fap material later!
>Rainbow soon stands in front of you and assumes a slightly different stance, her legs are an equal distance from each other and she has her feet pointed towards you, “Now what I want you to get used to, is this stance, it’s a very natural stance and your going to be learning how to punch properly. Watch me close.”
>With that Rainbow starts to slowly move through four different positions, one fist extended with her other arm tucked in tight against her side, then brings them both together by her sides followed by her other arm then extending out as her fist corkscrews into a punch.
>”Timing is important here, if you mess it up you mess up your strike. Now, here’s what it looks like sped up.”
>>27204399
>Settled into her own stance Rainbow closes her eyes, takes a breath and suddenly punches out!
>You can hear the air cracking as her fists move between positions before she stops after a brief demonstration.
>”There, now you.”
>Following what she did you slowly work through it with small adjustments from Rainbow from time to time.
>Eventually you think you got the hang of it.
“Alright, what’s the next lesson?”
>”You keep doing that.”
“Wait, what?”
>”You need to build muscle memory for this otherwise your mind is going to be too busy to remember how to fight, so we have to train your body. For now do that for thirty minutes a- Oh that reminds me!”
>Before you can complain the girl soon darts off into the nearby storage closet and a low grinding sound is heard.
>With a earth shaking thud you simply stare at what the crazy girl has pulled out.
>It’s a giant horse statue made of stone.
“The fuck is that?”
>Beaming Rainbow taps the flanks of the horse, “This good buddy, is my punching pal! He’s going to be your new best friend!”
“...Wat.”
>”You. Punch. It.”
“That’ll break my hand!”
>”Not if your wrap it, besides you need to toughen up I do it all the time!”
“Bull shit.”
>With a deadpan expression Rainbow cocks a fist up and slams it into the statue, instead of you know being a normal person and tearing up from probably breaking their hand, the damn statue just scooted back a couple of centimeters.
>”Just give it a try, you might like it!”
>These girls… They have no idea how to actually train a person do they?
>Girding yourself for sore knuckles you soon grimace as you begin to punch against the statue.
>You’re going to wind up being Stannis from how hard you're gritting your teeth as you continue to punch against the statue.That's what I've got.
>>27204406
AWW YISS boy do you prewrite?
>>27204637
Yep, that's why it takes so long for me to update I'm liking three pages before I do post.
poost
>>27206702
Hah, called me out on it, I found that story funny.
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So suppy, do you only update at ridiculous hours?
>>27208063
Yeah sorry. Just for you anon I'll do my best to get into gear around mid-day in the coming days.
>>27208129
Do whatever is comfortable. Schoolfag here, so can't browse into the night without losing bits of my soul.
>>27204406
Also when pastebin my man?
>>27209412
yes this
kek bump
This thread is a cool guy
yeah
>>27215723
>>27201942
>Fluttershy is the first of three to dial
>AJ kneels over her catatonic friend, clinging to each wheezing, faint breath as if each one is her last
>You don't think the estimate is too far off the mark
>Just because Applejack only hit Rainbow once or twice doesn't mean shit
>You've seen her hit the bag
>Rainbow looked like her damn brain liquefied and drained down her throat
>"H-hello? Uh- Canterlot High School, p-please send an ambulance! Please! M-my friend p-passed out and-"
>You hate her
>You hate Rainbow with every fiber of your being
>For attacking you. For fighting you. For putting Fluttershy in danger
>And for coming a hair's breadth away from beating the snot out of her
>None of these sins boast the possibility of atonement
>But why, then, does physiology betray you?
>Prickling heat grows over your shoulders and spine
>It's that feeling of hot guilt when you see something tragic play out that, for whatever reason, you feel compunction over
>'She deserves this. She deserves this.'
>You want to believe it
>Fluttershy would never say such a thing
>Neither would the old masters
>None of your coaches, teachers, or family
>Seeing Rainbow suffer has been a delightful outlet for your rage
>But in a circuit of pain, the toxicity always returns to the starting line
>No satisfying ending
>You had expected your triumph out of this
>Fluttershy is safe and Rainbow's friends turn on her and beat her ass
>Is this not the goal?
>AJ soaks Rainbow's midriff with a saltwater lake
>"Stay with me 'Rain" she chokes between each wet, throaty breath
>Fluttershy is still on with 911
>She clutches her stomach, fighting back what must be near-infinite terror in a cold sweat while guiding the ambulance
>"W-we're in the *hic* second gym. R-right of the main parking lot! P-please hurry!"
>She's wearing makeup today
>Mascara spills into the floodplains of her cheeks in the midst of her emotional apocalypse
"I... I'm so sorry."
>You don't know why.
>>27137788
thought that was kinda contrived m8
>>27218112
hmm how so my brother
>>27218158
I hope not egregiously so
>>27217978
rainbow is kill
kek bump
>>27218618
>>27219217
>>27219743
>>27220423
>>27220435
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>>27222041
>not a single comment on any of the updates
No wonder your threads turn into endless bump generals that inevitably die.
>>27217978
I hope we get a concrete reason why RD's been such a turbo cunt. The suspense is killing me more than it is Rainbow.
kek bump
am post art latr
>>27224425
well isn't that dandy
I should post some green now too
>>27224595
more lewd fluttershy and seizure dash incoming
>>27217978
>CHS is both blessed and cursed by location
>It straddles the line between Orchard County and the Canterlot metro
>So traffic tends not to be unbearable
>Though on the flip-side, handling business going in or out of the city requires a bit of a commute
>And while CHS technically resides within the city of Canterlot, Orchard County is in a much better position to provide many services
>Three EMT firefighters barrel into the gym, weighed down by their bunker suspenders
>One face stands out immediately
>Big Macintosh drops to his knees in front of Rainbow who is in the process of turning a ghastly pale
>He rummages through a bulky aid bag after brushing his hysterical sister away
>Fluttershy immediately takes her side to calm her down, including pulling her hair back when she retches into a trash can
>She looks as much a ghost as Rainbow now
>"Ah... Ah done killed her! Rain... Rain!"
>You're taken overwhelmingly by the feeling that you just... don't want to be here
>A marked discomfort with everything
>Responsibility. Disgust. Worry. A black nugget of schadenfreude
>You try to keep your mind off of it and help restrain AJ
>Featherweight and Mr. Biceps prop the doors open on the other two firefighters' instruction
>Their brush truck's red and amber emergency lights flood the gym
>Mac goes at his task in the fashion you imagine anyone as stoic and dedicated as he might
>He wipes dollops of sweat from his forehead, the forbidden signs of a stress he refuses to impart on anyone else
>Rainbow stops seizing, and her breathing more or less returns to normal
>"What happened?"
>"M-Mac... Ah..."
>Big Mac runs his latex-gloved fingers over Rainbow's face, exploring for any irregularities or evidence of an overly-strong blow
>"Jes' take it nice and slow Sis. What happened to her?"
>"Ah... Ah got real mad... an' Ah smacked her a few times, an' she started slurrin', an' she passed out an-"
>A firefighter stands beside Mac with a clipboard
>>27224950
>"Battery to the head. Seizure. Slurring and confusion. Ah think there's more to this."
>His comrade diligently scribbles down these details
>"Female, seventeen if'n you don't have that yet. Has this happened before, Sis?"
>"Wha-huh!? Mac, she ain't gone passed out or nothin!"
>Fluttershy gently pushes AJ away, leaving you to hold her arms
>"N-nothing that we know of, b-but she went to the h-hospital about a week ago."
>"What fer?"
>"S-she got hit in the jaw. Nothing broke but the d-doctor said he wanted to do another s-scan."
>"Where and what fer?"
>Fluttershy digs at the linoleum floor with a toe
>"I um... I don't remember. I-it was Mount Canter."
>Big Mac nods once
>"Thanks Fluttershy," he turns to his partner, "we'll need to pull her records. ETA on transport?"
>More lights bathe the walls, signifying the arrival of another vehicle
>"Get a stretcher for her. Go!"
>Mac's partners head out to the new arrival, a red ambulance labeled "ORCHARD MED 1"
>"Ugh..." Rainbow groans, barely audible
>"Hey, hey... can you hear me down there?"
>"Wha... Mac? What.. what am..."
>Big Mac pushes down on her shoulder when she tries to lean up, deploying as little force as possible to keep her steady
>"Don't rush yourself, from what I heard you just took a beatin'. How do you feel?"
>"My... my head..."
>"Alright, yer head. Now I'm gonna have you..."
>The next two minutes are a blur of surreal activity as a stretcher is brought in and Mac tests Rainbow's basic abilities
>The first time seeing someone get loaded into an ambulance is by no means an easy experience to stomach
>Morbid finality is the atmosphere which accompanies the slam of ambulance doors and the hollow groan of federal sirens
>Mac left in the back of the ambulance, leaving his crew behind to clean up
>All who remain consider if this is real
>"She's being transported to Mount Canter. I would... I would follow" one of the FF/EMTs advises
>"COME ON ANON!"
>Fluttershy and Applejack rip into the parking lot
>>27224958
Gonna call it a night again (sorry) huge all-day thing tomorrow, and a few ferry rides to boot.
I tried to put as little jargon into this scene as possible since it's not really pertinent, but med calls and seizure calls in general have special meaning for me.
Skip the below if you're part of the "shaddup writefag write more" crowd and just take my apologyMy first call ever was actually on the 4th of July, medical of course. I thought it was gonna be some idiot who blew his/her hand off with fireworks, but it actually turned out to be a seizure due to all the flashing. I cannot find the words to describe how it felt to put on gloves in the back of our brush truck as we pulled up to an actual medical emergency. I was cool and collected the whole time, but it was especially jarring seeing that the victim was my age (at the time). Like, I didn't know this person, but I probably know tons of people who do. She wasn't seizing anymore and we got her to wake up and be responsive, honestly we just transported her to be safe and because it's SOP. But it was a completely normal family. Like, these were all healthy, young, happy people. And it just happened to them. People way older and wiser were coming up to me asking every five seconds "is she gonna be ok? Is she gonna be ok?" I was and still am not an EMT so I couldn't really make an educated guess, but from what our med was saying and from her state I reasoned she was gonna be fine, and I didn't want to induce panic anyways, so I just kept saying "completely, completely."
Kind of a pointless ramble, but I drew a lot from personal experience here. Luckily the girl we saw was nowhere near in as dire straits as Rainbow.
oh god what the fuck bump
>>27225003
we all understand, but you're still killing us with the suspension
>>27225364
my dick fell off
>>27230300
Is there a story here
>>27234687
Yes there is and we're never going to go there.
>>27234687
I was giving it a good thrashing then it just popped of
>>27128323
Bout to disappear again, so is this prompt somewhat just not that fun to write about or?
>>27236322
It had a lot of traffic when the zim zam was writing about it, but that's it.
Skip a few weeks and this shit is back, but we're all pretty much here for suppy at this point.
My guess would be that everyone's boner for rainbow cunt getting knocked the fuck out is fulfilled.
on
>>27204406
“Ow …”
>Holding your hands you gingerly feel over the knuckles and the fleshy bits.
>Winching as they throb in anger at your stupid self you suck in a hiss.
>A soft hand grabs your shoulder and you turn to see none other than Fluttershy with a rag and some peroxide.
>”F-for your hands…”
>Smiling you start to take the items only to flinch in pain the movement aggravates your skinned hands.
>Seeing your dilemma Fluttershy uses the rags and peroxide before holding her hand out to you
>Holding your hands out Fluttershy gently takes them in her own and lightly dabs at your hands
>It burns, but it's a good pain.
>Meanwhile Applejack is tearing into Rainbow Dash, “Darn it all Sugarcube! Ah said take it easy with him!”
>Rainbow crosses her arms defiantly , “I told him to wrap his hands but no he wanted to be big macho man and try to show off.”
>Applejack flicks the rainbow girl with her finger knocking her head back, “That's where you're supposed to stop him from doin anything foolhardy, lands sakes girl you ever think that maybe he isn't on the same level as you?”
>Rainbow looks liable to continue the argument, so you decide to speak up.
“It's fine Applejack, I got in over my head there for a bit and paid for it, not her fault.”
>”There see? He knew what he did wrong, so I'd like to think I'm doing pretty good at this whole teaching thing!”
>>27242843
>Rolling your eyes as the two begin to devolve into friendly bickering you turn to Fluttershy and give her a smile.
“Hey, uh thanks for the peroxide and helping me.”
>Fluttershy grins ever so slightly back at you with an eye hidden behind her bangs, “I-its not a problem Anon, this is almost like caring for some of the animals at the sh-shelter.”
>Deciding to have a bit of fun you start to bounce in place.
“Ooh, ooh, oha!”
>”A-anon are you alright?”
>Feeling the gaze of the other girls on your neck you blush and avert your gaze.
“Sorry was, well trying to make a joke about me being a big ape.”
>Feeling their stares on you, you flush wondering why you thought that was a good idea.
>”Oh, well y-you mispronounced your second ooh, it should have been an uoah instead .”
“What?”
>Applejack takes the time to explain, “Shy here has been gettin training G from them zoo folks up in the city on a job shadowing thing, she actually has worked with a few apes.”
>Fluttershy nods with a slight smile, “They are ever so gentle, but you best be careful and respectful when interacting with them, they are rather s-strong .”
“Huh, that’s actually pretty cool Fluttershy .”
>”It's nothing much…”
>>27242853
>Rainbow pipes in “You kidding Shy you're like the best with animals, I bet you'd even get wild ones to cuddle with you if you took the chance!”
>Poor girl is blushing a storm at all the attention before she changes the subject, “W-well then we should m-move on with Anon's lesson right?”
>”Sorry Sugarcube, but I don’t think we’re going to have the time, it’s already five.” Applejack says checking the clock on the wall.
>”O-oh, w-well we have tomorrow right?”
>”Definitly! Hey we should go ahead and make up a schdule for Anon, we can alternate who trains him.” Rainbow Dash says walking towards the locker room to change.
“Sounds like a plan, so I guess I’ll see you guys tomorrow then?”
>Fluttershy gives a nod at that before Rainbow clutches her head in a panic, “Shit! I just remembered I still have that math assignment to get done! Fuck!”
>”Aw relax Sugarcube, you can come over to my place and we can figure it out.”
“I could help if you want?”
>Applejack and Rainbow both turn to you at that comment, “Really?! Dude you’d be my hero if you could help me out here!” Rainbow bursts out.
>”W-we could make it a s-sleep over th-then?”
“Yeah that sounds like a plan.”
>>27242883
>Applejack bends over to grab her bag and you try not to stare before she says, “Well Shy I can drive ya’ll round to the shelter and pick ya up after?”
“Shelter? You mean the place for all those animals?”
>”Mhmm, I love helping the little critters, they’re so cute!” The normally shy girl says looking quite happy.
>”Awesome, Anon you got a ride right?” Rainbow asks
“Yeah, it’s not much but it’s gone four wheels and an engine.”
>”Nice, meet up at the front then, follow my truck and we’ll take you to Sweet Apple Acres.” Applejack says before following after Rainbow into the locker room. Fluttershy soon disappears after with them.
>Waving them off you stand there waiting a few moments before you pump your fist.
“Yes!”
>Whisper shouting to yourself you jump in glee, before calming down and moving to your bag.
>Getting changed you quickly make your way to the front of the school.
>Opening the door to your ‘94 Ford Aspire you toss your bag and school stuff in watching as it rocks on the crappy shocks.
>You know you should really get those replaced, but not enough money and fuck paying some overpaid grease monkey to do it.
>Clambering in you turn the ignition and slowly drive around to wait.
>Soon a big red farm truck, a Chevy 1500 pulls up with rust along the sides, peeking up from your window you see Rainbow grinning at you.
>”There you are Anon! Dude, that’s your car?”
“Yeah, yeah I know she doesn’t look like much, you leave Shelia alone.”
>A snort of laughter escapes the soccer girl before Applejack talks over the dull roar of her truck, “Just follow after us Anon, we’re dropping off Shy first and we’ll pick her up at six, six right Shy?”
>You don’t hear the quiet girl before Rainbow gives you a thumbs up, “Cool, we’re good to go!”
>Nodding you let them pull ahead and keep pace with them even as your car makes the creaking groans that she likes to make when you use her for longer periods.
>>27242900
>Soon you come to a stop before the shelter and Shy is dropped off waving to your convey of all two vehicles.
>Honking your horn at her you have a chuckle at the way she jumps up in the air before following after Applejack’s tail lights.
>The trip is uneventful and you soon come onto the gravel roads of the country, a few turns and twists later finds you passing under a large sign proclaiming the Apple family farm.
>Pulling up to the truck you park and start to grab your stuff.
>”Oh Anon, Ah forgot to ask, but your folks cool with you spending the night here?”
“Huh? Oh no, it’s fine. I live by myself anyway.”
>”What? No way! How’d you get that to work?” Rainbow asks coming around the truck backpack hanging from one shoulder.
“Made a deal with my parents, they travel a lot, they worried about hiring a maid, but I convinced them that I could handle it.”
>”What they do then?” Applejack asks leading the ways up the steps.
“Business, they’re both one of them power couples you know? Mum used to run a make up thing and Dad was good at sealing deals for big companies.”
>”Huh, neat, so I’m having trouble with the worksheet here.” Rainbow says pulling a folder out.
>”Applejack, is that you up front?” An aged voice calls out from deeper in the house.
>”Yep Granny, just brought some friends over for helpin’ with homework!” Applejack hollers out.
>”Alright, dinner be soon hun! How many yer friends ya bring over?”
>”Three extra, hope ya don’t mind!”
>”Naw, it’d be fine, Big Mac come help me here.”
>”Eeyup!”
>Your trio soon find yourselves in a small living room, a television is playing a cartoon and Applebloom is lounging on the couch with a look of boredom.
>>27242917
>Spotting you Applebloom gets a wicked grin on her face, “Applejack, why’d you bring over a fella to spend the night?~”
>Applejack simply tosses her back on the couch and flicks her sister in the back of the head, “None of that now, Non’s just here to help me and Rainbow out with our homework.”
“Oh yeah I bet it’s biology!” Applebloom says still smirking at you.
>”You little twerp!” Rainbow says as she tackles Applebloom and begins to give her a noogie, a light blush on her blue face. “Take it back ya little perv!”
“Yikes Rainbow ease up on the child abuse, eh? She’s just trying to get a rise out of you.”
>Applebloom gets free long enough to get off another comment, “I bet somethin’ goin’ to get a rising!”
>Feeling your cheeks heat up you simply look at Rainbow and nod.
>[Squealing Children Intensifies]
>”Alright, alright stop ya’ll gonna make her bald at this rate!” Applejack says with a laugh, breaking up Rainbow and Applebloom, “Now Bloom you got your homework done right?”
>Seeing the littlest apple nod Applejack smiles before asking, “And yer chores?”
>Applebloom’s eyes dart upstairs and she gives a nervous smile, “Lemme go double check?”
>”Sure Sugarcube, I’ll give all the time ya need.” Watching Applebloom run up the stairs Applejack turns to you and Rainbow, “Onery varmit, so about that homework.”
“Yeah, what’s the problem you guys are having with it?”
>Drawing out your own homework you look over it with the girls and help them out as you work.And done!
>>27242924
Excellent.
>>27242853
>“Ooh, ooh, oha!”
>>”A-anon are you alright?”
>>Feeling the gaze of the other girls on your neck you blush and avert your gaze.
>“Sorry was, well trying to make a joke about me being a big ape.”
holy shit why would you write that
i actually had to stop reading for a bit the cringe is real
>>27242924
Aww yiss. Love it when the comfy man comes around!
Pastebin this shit too.
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I'll be writing later today!
>>27243830
The point was to be cringy, so I feel like I accomplished what I wanted?
Page 10 save
yee
well alright then
>>27224958
>The drive to the hospital is not how the movies portrayed
>Of course there is panic and confusion
>Yelling, muttering
>"Fluttershy! Please tell me Rain's gon' be OK"
>"O-oh my goodness... my goodness..."
>What stands out the most is how it's nearly an out of body experience
>Every second, you remind yourself you are driving to the hospital
>Where your enemy slash girlfriend's friend might have some kind of collapsing brain
>The drive feels like an eternity, yet it stops so soon
>Your prayers are refused, that you might have another ten minutes on the highway to stave off the approach of reality
>AJ and Fluttershy trip over each other tumbling out of your coupe, shooting off like rockets into the building
>You find a place to park and follow them in
>You remember how little a taste for hospitals you have when you step in
>Cold, sterile air
>You feel as if you might suffocate from its choking, rational perfection
>The rush of your two passengers is for nought as you see them waiting anxiously on a couch in the main lobby
>You sit down beside your girlfriend, and gently offer a hand
>She squeezes it with desperation
>"A-Anon? D-do you think Rainbow Dash is... alright?"
>You have absolutely no idea
>In fact, you're not even completely sure you want her too!
>Nine tenths of you scold the other tenth for such a scandalous suggestion, but that doesn't make it any less true
"Of course she will."
>Even the deaf can detect your insincerity
>"You d-don't have to be here if... if you don't..."
"No. Don't say that."
>It's one thing to feel conflicted over the suffering of a complete cunt
>But that accusation shifts your very thinking
>Recent conversations come to mind
>As much as you hate her
>As much as you want to hate her
>For the pain she's caused and her attack on Fluttershy,
>The trembling hand of her recent target itself reminds you not to dive into an easier emotion
>>27248996
>You cannot wish death on her
>Maybe she would. She likely does. But it's not the sort of thing Fluttershy would do
>And not what you should do
"Nobody deserves for this to happen to them."
>"I-I agree. But I would understand, if you didn't t-think that. You have every reason..."
>You squeeze back, careful not to harm her thin, lithe fingers
"You have a lot to teach me, 'Shy. I think this is just one of those things."
>Patients and staff go about their business
>The ER is hardly the pandemonium that TV shows make it out to be
>"A-Anon?"
"Yes?"
>She pulls her necklaces out from under her shirt
>The first is the plain heart. The second one, her palm intentionally obscures from view
>"If you're n-not religious t-that's completely OK! But I... um..."
>You brush aside the hand to reveal a small wood cross
"AJ, would you like to pray with us?"
>You cannot call yourself religious by any means
>It's not something you were ever raised with
>Mother never had the time
>"Alright y'all"
>The three of you join hands and lower your heads
>Fluttershy leads a quiet prayer
>An hour or so later, a doctor nudges you
>You were lost in the latest TIME. Fluttershy and AJ were picking their fingernails flat
>"Please excuse me. You're all Rainbow Dash's friends, yes?"
>"Yes!?" AJ slides to the edge of the couch
>The doctor adjusts his tie
>"Your friend isn't in any danger right now, at least. We sedated her for an MRI, and I wanted to talk with you about her. Please follow me."
>He leads you through a series of rooms to a small office
>Scans taped to backlights cover the walls
>"We've looked over Rainbow's medical history, but I wanted to ask you three about her behavior. Her life, tics, maybe anything that might be a symptom, alright?"
>"S-symptom? Of what?" Fluttershy crushes your hand
>Both her and AJ are at the edge of tears
>"Just questions for now."
>He pulls up a document on his computer
>"Has she been acting different lately? From the last, say... three years?"
medical hors girl time
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>>27249057
Perhaps it's time for a pastebin update?
>>27145734
>When you finish the pot, you see the funeral is to start in 10 minutes
>You go to your car and drive to the funeral home
>When you arrive, both caskets are next to eachother on a platform
>The amount of people who arrived is slim, and it seems to be only family
>Other than a figure with long pink hair dressed in a quaint black dress, a small silver chain adorning her neck
>It has a raven on it, a diamond set in the middle of the bird's crest
>You walk towards Fluttershy, before she turns around and looks at you, tears in her eyes
"What are you doing her-"
>She buries her face in your chest, sobbing lightly
>Seeing Fluttershy weeping like this makes your heart lurch, and you place your arms around her in an embrace
>"I sh- should have tried harder to keep Sunset around! If she didn't go to G- GIlda, if Twilight d- didn't outcast her from us..."
>"If she had still been our friend, Rainbow wouldn't have killed her! If Rainbow tried harder with Gilda, everyone could have been friends!"
>For a moment, you feel a deep rage inside you
>Sunset had been friends with Fluttershy and the rest, but only Fluttershy had come.
>You want to let the rage break out, but you snap back to reality when you realize Fluttershy hugs you tighter
>She takes a moment to wipe her eyes, before she looks up at you
>"Have you seen them yet?"
>You shake your head, and Fluttershy takes your hand
>"I'll go with you"
>You make yourself walk, forcing every bit of courage into every step
>A tall man with a gruff looking face and a scratchy five o' clock shadow regards you as you approach with Fluttershy
>A deep, harrowing voice comes from the man. Fraught with a dull pain
>"Are you Anon?"
"Yes sir?"
>He puts his hand on your shoulder, and looks at you with tired eyes
>"I'm her father. Sunset liked you, she thought you were different"
>The words make you feel warm inside, but the warmth is quickly replaced by regret, which you bury somewhere low
"Thank you sir"
>He nods and goes to his seat
>>27252841
>You come to the caskets, before stopping in place
>You can't do this.
>Fluttershy tugs on your hand, but you stay in place
>You can't see them. Not like this, not again.
>You feel your heart poiunding in your chest
>Images flash past
>Gilda, a bottle of gin in her hand, a cocky smile on her face, and a brown bomber jacket across her shoulders. Sitting on the hood of a keyed car without a care in the world
>Gilda, a hole in her head and her brain across the floor, a .32 in her hand
>Sunset, cigarette in her teeth with an annoyed look on her face, fists stuffed in her black leather jacket
>Sunset, splayed across a linoleum floor, blood pooling around a large gash in her head after being struck a blunt blow.
>Crack
>Crack
>Crack
>You start to shake, your breathing becoming erratic and tears coming from your eyes
>No, No, No, No, No.
>You can't do this
>Just like you couldn't save Sunset from Rainbow
>Just like you couldn't save Gilda from herself
>Your a failure, it's all your fault.
>You should be in the casket, not them
>Not them!
>The hand clutching yours holds tighter, and draws your mind away from dark thoughts
>You open your eyes and see Fluttershy looking into them, staring deep into you
>"Anon, you can do this."
>The sentiment drowns out the thoughts in your head
>You have to do this
>You wipe your eyes, and walk forward, slightly crumbling from the inside
>When you see them, they look so...
>Peaceful
>The caskets lie next to eachother
>Sunset and Gilda are wearing matching dresses, they're minimal like an evening gown, but not too prim to where niether would wear them
>They're eyes are closed peacefully, and they look as though they were sleeping
>Like all of this was a dream, and they were waiting to wake up from it
>The caskets have various trinkets inside of them, Sunset's has a brooch, a rose, and a small chunk of smooth granite
>Gilda's has a whiskey bottle cap, a dollar coin, and a small jet-black stone
>>27253077
the next posts are going to be in short succession, bear with me
>>27253077
>https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=M9jZGFrQMqE
>You choke back a few sobs, and Fluttershy squeezes your hand tighter
>You take your free one, and stroke Sunset's face
>Her skin is cold, yet it feels soft
>You do the same to Gilda and a few sobs come out
>You stand there in silence with Fluttershy, before letting go of her hand and taking out your pack of cigarettes
>You pull two out and set one in each casket
"One for the road, h-huh?"
>You can hear Fluttershy starting to cry, and you nod before escorting her back to your seats
>The priest walks forward to stand in front of the caskets facing towards the gathering
>He begins to say a few prayers, but you keep your attention focused on your memories
>Before you can tell, he finishes and your sitting in Fluttershy's car following the procession
>A crack of thunder booms, and a few stray droplets fall onto the roof of the car, before the rain begins to pick up
>The pitter patter of the rain is almost melodic, you focus on the soft thuds to pass the time
>The car is silent, but it isn't uneasy or awkward.
>It's more as if both of you don't know what to say, so instead you share the pain silently.
>After a lengthy drive, you see a long and articulate fence with spikes on the top of the bars
>Fluttershy pulls forward more and you can see a gate with the inscription "St. Lauren's Cemetary of Canterlot"
>She follows the procession as the cars park, and the caskets are carried to the plots
>Fluttershy grabs a large umbrella, which you both stand under as the caskets are carried
>Two holes are set next to eachother, and Gilda and Sunset are set upon the lowering mechanism
>The priest walks in front of the graves, and puts his hands together
>"We are here to honor the memory of Sunset Shimmer, and her friend Grizelda Feathers. But, brothers and sisters, let us not see this as a time of sorrow, but rather a celebration of the lives they had led, and the people they had touched in their short times."
>>27253577
>Sunset and Gilda's families start to break down, sobs beginning to echo across the empty graveyard
>"Sunset and Gilda hadn't the greatest intentions always, but they're actions mean little compared to the love and compassion they had given to they're family, frineds, and eachother. We can rest, assured in our hearts that they will pass on peacefully and finally rest in a place that shan't take such a physical and mental toll on them, and we hope to meet them in that place one day."
>You begin to shudder, but Fluttershy holds you close
>She begins to cry with you, nevertheless
>"Brothers and Sisters, before we release the bodies to the earth and the souls to the everafter, should any of you have anything to say please come forward and pay your final respects."
>You wait for anybody to go forward, but noone does
>Sunset's father is stricken with grief, and you see a dark anger flash in his eyes, a hatred for the one who stole his daughter from him
>Fluttershy stays in her seat, feeling as if she doesn't have the right to speak
>You feel something bring you from your seat and carry you to the front, where you stand in front of everyone
>They look at you with teary eyes and grave faces
"Hello, I'm Anon."
>The group looks up to you, but Sunset's father stays staring at his hands
>>27253592
"I uh. I knew Gilda and Sunset for far shorter than any of you. We had become friends about a month ago, but they became the best friends, Hell, the best people I had the pleasure of knowing. They gave me a new perspective on my life, they taught me to have fun, and they taught me compassion. I had felt like they had been my family and I feel as though they thought the same. We had become very close and the dark side of me is angry that I had been robbed of more time with them, but mostly I'm angry that they had been robbed of more time themselves. We all expect to bury our parents, but having parents bury children is... wrong."
>Sunset's father looks up at you, his face is a numb mask, but you can see a hint of appreciation and respect
"Sunset and Gilda were two of the most amazing people I knew, and the world got darker on the days they... passed. But we have to go on and keep them alive in memory, because they won't be truly gone until we stop respecting their memories."
>The group of family is silent, and you begin to feel a bad feeling up your back
"Thank you."
>You walk away from the podium, and the caskets are lowered into the graves
>You don't remember crying
>Instead, a feeling of relief goes through you, knowing the girls can rest together.
>>27253600
>When Fluttershy drives you back to the funeral home, she takes the keys out of the ignition and you both sit there in silence for what feels like an eternity
"So"
>"So"
>She looks at you, her eyes still gleaming from the tears before
>"Are you going to be alright?"
"Yeah, I should be."
>"Do you want me to stay with you?"
"No, I think I just need to go do something."
>"Okay."
>You open up the door and step out
"Hey Fluttershy..."
>"Yes, Anon?"
"Thanks, this all meant alot to me."
>"Of course Anon. You sure you'll be okay?"
"Yeah, I'll be fine."
>You close the door and wave, before getting into your own car and driving away
>>27254016
>https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=bZBmcSBoRAE
>You pull into the usual spot at the point
>Taking the keys out of the ignition, you open your door and stare at the horizon
>The sun is beginning to fall behind the buildings and make the sky a beautiful orange-red
>What a night.
>You stare for a few more seconds before going to the trunk and grabbing a small paper bag
>Inside of it is a small bottle of whiskey, which you take out of the sack
>You go back to the front of the car and sit on the hood, unscrew the cap, and take a long pull
>You stay there for a few minutes before you hear a car drive in
>Fluttershy pulls in next to you and gets out of her car
>She still wears the raven necklace, but she changed out of her dress into a light shawl and jeans
"Hey"
>"Hey"
"What are you doing here?"
>"I come here when I'm trying to forget."
>You look at the city and take another drink from the bottle, feeling the burn in your chest
"Well, hop up here."
>She smiles and obliges, climbing onto the hood and sitting next to you
>You offer the bottle, and after a short inner battle, she takes a small drink
>Before spitting it out and coughing
>You start to laugh a bit, and she giggles with you
>You both stare at the sky for awhile, before she rests her head on your shoulder
>"Anon."
"Yeah?"
>"I'm glad you're here"
"Yeah, you too."
>You lie there in silence for awhile, a small ache in your heart
>You regret that Sunset and Gilda aren't here with you this time
>But...
>You look over to Fluttershy, who is fixated on the horizon
>Maybe this isn't so bad.
>You look back to the sun
>You know you won't forget the things that happened, and that you won't be the same
>You hurt inside, and you always will
>But, as far as everything goes
>This is alright.http://pastebin.com/G2LrwCTN Thank you for reading the Alternate Ending to Revenge is Sweet. Suppose my time here is done and I can finally put this story to rest. Thanks for sticking around with me guys, your the best
>>27254247
I remember when this story was a wee little tale
>>27254247
It was great man, thanks for writing
>>27254247
Good shit Zim Zam; this has been one wild long ride and I enjoyed every step of the way. Here's hoping to read more green from you in the future!
mmm
>>27254247
My goodness.
Godspeed you beautiful man. You kept this thread breathing and made us all feel.
>>27249057
>One at a time, you recount stories of Rainbow's recent behavior
>"Fortunately and unfortunately, this lends credence to our initial diagnosis."
>Blonde hair cascades down AJ's head as the cowgirl removes her stetson and places it over her heart
>"What... what dah'gnosis?"
>"I..."
>The doctor shakes his head, staring at one of the scans on the wall
>You follow his gaze but see nothing of particular note
>Your untrained eyes glean no insight
>"Her parents are overseas right now, but we've called CHS. More of her friends will be here soon, and I'd like to tell you all as a group."
>A nurse ushers you back into a waiting room
>In the next half hour, more people trickle in
>Featherweight, Pinkie, Sunset, Rarity... among dozens
>Baseball players, soccer players, swimmers, football players, wrestlers
>Representatives form all of CHS' premiere sports and clubs come to pay their respect and gather information to pass down
>It isn't as surprising as it should be that so many have come to Rainbow's side today
>Not one of them, when asked, refuses to admit that Rainbow's incendiary behavior has been harmful for her image
>But they're here, aren't they?
>"Thank you all for coming."
>The crowd, assembled on couches, mutter their own thanks
>"I won't beat around the bush."
>He takes a deep breath, fumbling with a button on his scrubs
>"Your friend Rainbow Dash, she, well..."
>He holds up a copy of a scan, with a small section of the brain filled in red
>"She has a brain tumor pressing against her amygdala."
>He coughs. "I don't know if you've heard of the clock tower incident..."
>"This is generally known to impact motivation, stress, emotion in the neocortex... specifically anger and rage. It's often called the fight or flight center."
>His words drift through the room on their own accord, poisoning the air and choking every concerned friend in attendance with heartbreak. Realization.
>"What is causing your friend to behave irrationally is also killing her."
>>27256427
http://pastebin.com/E5eYC9Xq
Hey hey it's the reveal, and an updated pastebin! Goodnight all you beautiful people.
>>27256427
Eh, still feel no remorse.
>>27256427
WELP.
I think I see where this green is going; Anon feels like shit for attacking someone who is both physically and mentally unwell. Fluttershy tries to convince her father to fund RD's operation to remove the tumor, which is of course, super expensive and super dangerous. FRIENDSHIP happens and the operation succeeds. Anon and Rainbow actually talk like normal people, and they become friends/sparring partners.But Rainbow starts to LIKE like Anon and feels like a shitheel for wanting to get into Fluttershy's boyfriend's pants.
>>27257155
this
>>27257155
I don't like you
>>27254247
Hope to see you again, Zim.
So I finished Zim Zam's pastebin and it seemed to have a happy ending. Did he start a new story or decide to keep going with the old one?
>>27259525
It was an alternate ending, where Sunset dies in the hospital.
>>27257155
I never said I was good at thisnah maybe you got 30% of that right
>>27260898
Don't kill her. Zim Zam already brought us to tears, no more grief please.
Give us erections instead.
Fluttershy still needs to get the shit kicked out of her
>>27261255
does she though
>>27262383
yes
>>27262411
alright
>>27261255
I know just the solution my friends.
