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>>27624413
Aayuisss.
Fertile mares.
>>27624413
>not dong ring
For shame
>>27624576
You just can't see it.
>>27624416
Okay then, its in my bin.
http://pastebin.com/ivLcbi1h
>>27624464
Tree Hugger would probably be that weird yet cool hippie mom who lets her kids get away with all sorts of shit in RGRE
>>27624717
Or she could be the insane hippie mom who thinks vaccines are mind control and bleach enemas cure autism.
>>27624746
Bleach enemas are a new one to me.
>>27624759
http://www.vice.com/en_ca/read/parents-are-giving-their-children-bleach-enemas-to-cure-them-of-autism-311
Apparently it's a real thing.
>>27624768
I fucking hate the human race.
>>27624746
I'll just go with >>27624717
Dad says you can't do something? Ask mom; she says go ahead.
>Weedpone post
>Positive responses
This is a new
>>27624816
Knock on wood.
>>27622893
This, this. Even if not rgre, this must be done.
And sadly, it looks like I cannot post properly till the problems with "connection error" will be resolved (and i've hoped to try into long green). That just means more time for rgre not-so-good draw requests. Have you got any? (aside from Cakes couple, they are in progress)
>>27624837
They can use the demon pony thread.
>>27624837
We've had enough off-topic and grimdark green. Write it in the correct thread or don't write it at all. >>27578008
>>27619849
>Getting to Ponyville didn’t take nearly as long as you had previously expected.
>You had hoped it would have been more than enough time to catch a nap.
>One of the attendants woke you up from a very nice dream to let you know that you head reached your destination.
>And it was a nice dream too.
>Your newest book had won a Ponitzer Prize and you got another endorsement on top of receiving an award from Celestia herself.
>Them bits were rolling in and you were on top.
>You were always on top.
>Stepping out onto the platform you grimaced as the sun hit your face.
>Ponyville.
>Yuck, you’d rather be in the jungles than this so-called town.
>But you were a mare on a mission, that mission being to smack a filly who thought she could take over your turf.
>”Oh my gosh! Oh my gosh! Yealring over here!”
>That voice, you knew that voice.
>Maybe if you act like you didn’t hear it she’d go away.
>Not even having taken a step forward a cyan Pegasus blocked your path.
“Good afternoon Rainbow, how have you been?”
>And off she was, mouth going a mile a minute. You blocked most of it out.
>This mare here needed to get laid and stop obsessing over you.
>You didn’t swing that way and you definitely got that vibe from her.
>You know the one.
>”So what brings you to Ponyville, Oooh are you writing a new book and wanted my help?”
>Mouth meet hoof.
>Rainbow Dash despite having a mouthful of your hoof still tried producing words that hurt your ears.
>Bad filly, only grown ups get to talk right now.
>>27624873
“I’m here to see another author about some creative differences.”
>Removing the hoof and wiping it on the ground you tried to put on a somewhat neutral face.
>Couldn’t have the populace knowing what you were really here for.
“You wouldn’t happen to know where I could find the A.E. Mouse? I was informed this was where she resided.”
>Rainbow did look confused at your question.
>You shouldn’t have expected her to know what the buck was happening around here.
>This mare had her head so far up in the clouds…
>”You mean Anon? Yeah just head down towards Twilight castle.”
>Anon? What a strange name.
>Probably foreign, damn foreigners trying to take your job.
>MakeEquestriagreatagain.jpeg
“Thank you, I should get going.”
>”You want me to come with? I could tell you about the… blah blah.. words..”
“No I think I can handle it.”
>Walking away from the prismatic mare you sighed out of relief.
>Clingy fans were the worst, the only redeeming fact was they bought almost anything with your name on it.
>In no time at all you neared the castle.
>So this is where that hussy was staying eh? Probably tricked the Princess in order to get better ratings too.
>This mare was going down.
>Raising your hoof you knocked on the large doors.
>>27624837
One the update is posted, the beginning of the dinner scene. I will endeavour to post soon.
>>27624885
“YOU”RE A.E. MOUSE!?!?!?”
>This wasn’t going remotely like you planned.
>And there was no plan B.
>It was supposed to be you hoof-slapping some sense into a basement-dwelling mare who was trying to play in the big leagues.
>But it wasn’t a mare.
>It wasn’t a mare AT ALL!
>This ape like thing was the creature that wrote those books and eclipsed your own?
>No it wasn’t true.
>It couldn’t be true!
>He was probably a front. Yeah that’s it.
>Some mare put up this stallion to publish the books to probably garner some extra readers from the stallionists.
“Yup that’s me. And you are?”
>Recoiling as if you had been struck you could only stare in disbelief.
>This colt didn’t know who you were?
“My name is Yearling, writer of the best selling series, Daring Do, that ring a bell?”
>His eyes lit up at that.
>Those nice, big, sparkli…
>Bad thoughts.
>”Holy crap! I’m so sorry about not knowing who you were come right in please.”
>Steeping aside he motioned for you to come in.
>Okay so now a Plan B was forming in your head.
>Find out who put the colt up to fronting for somepony, sweep ‘em of his hooves and well you know what comes next.
“Don’t mind if I do.”
>>27624892
And that's it for now.
I wanted to get more done today, but its like the creative side just disappeared from me.
>>27624862
Nah, I've told that in term of green, not rgre green (there's always too much offtop even without random green or ideas). And i'm not the writer.
>>27624915
NOOOOOO! DONT LOSE THE THOUGHT!
>>27624915
I like it, but some commas and semicolons would be nice. Gotta fix that run-on syndrome.
>>27624940
I know, I didn't spend nearly enough time revising it as i should have.
>>27624785
I don't hate then race as a whole, but the list of groups that I hate is steadily growing larger and larger.
She doesn't want some namby pamby pony stallion. A human stallion, on the other hand...
>>27624746
>>27624768
What a retard, everyone knows bleach enemas cure homosexuality, not autism.
>>27624915
Is there a reason why you are posting as Anon and not namefagging? Good story btw, I like it.
>>27621716
>she leads you into her apartment, its nice and homely
>and before you are able to get a good look around the door slams shut
>A heavy hand grabs your shoulder and she pulls you around into a deep, hard kiss
>her other arm wraps around you and pulls you right up against you
>after a second you shake off the suprise and are lightly snake your arms around her waist
>she finally breaks the kiss, both of you are blushing hard and almost panting
>keeping her arm around your shoulder she begins to move towards her bedroom
"come along anon, let me show you how a minotauress takes care of her male."
>>27624816
I loathe her and her dirty, stinky dreads but we've had enough bile of late that I decided to not say anything.
>>27625368
Yet here you bitching about best pone.
>>27623591
>It's the seediest bar in Equestria, and it's the nicest bar Anon's ever been to.
>>27625379
I'm trying to be amicable. You're trying to start a fight. That's why I'll give you your (You) and bid you good day, sir.
>>27625391
Good day to you as well.
>>27625381I would imagine that while it's not upscale, it's not run down either. Think of it kind of like a small town bar look without the everything sticky feel and a bit wider with a stage.
>>27624915
mc loven it
>>27625355
There's only one person who posts green without a name, and he's well advised to do so. But it won't save him from being tossed on his ass again.
>>27625894
>implying it's the same guy as before and not a different writefag trying to avoid drama
>>27625903
Exactly. He's trying to avoid being called out again by hiding as anon. We should only accept green from established writefags for the next little while to avoid literal shit green.
>>27625927
>Faer mongering
Good to see we still live in the Stone Age here in RGRE
>>27625964
If we're just going to tolerate him, why did we waste the past four threads trying to kick him out?
Could you, would you, with this pone?
Could you, would you, take her home?
>Would you snuggle her late at night?
>Would you tickle her until she laughs in delight?
Might you lay her down nice and sweet?
>Would you gently bite her ear as you twist herteats?
>>27626007
All writefags should have a trip to avoid imposters.
>>27626007
Shes in the maybe pile
>>27625990
Because the thirsty faggots don't understand why he and his type are a problem. They just want green and they think that this time will be different and fucked up fetishists won't try and invade now that their own threads are gone.
But you know what? I'm done trying to explain why it's an issue. I'm just going to wait for it to happen, then point and laugh as the shit rains down.
What of, what of this little pone?
Would you, could you, give her a home?
Would you sit with her under the stars
Would you give her melted Mars bars?
Would you smooch her all through the night?
Until you could see her sister's sunlight?
>>27625927
I said different writefag you tit.
If I was a new guy to the thread I would stay anon too seeing how the last new guy was treated.
Calm down son
>"Hey, buddy! Let's go drink smoothies and have our manes done!"
>>27625894
Ok I clearly am missing something, or we are talking about different persons. Helianon's a good writefag, I like the stuff he posts on /sun/. I thought he was appreciated here too. These threads are really fast, maybe I've missed something, it's quite easy to do so. Eh, nevermind. Let's not discuss this further, I'd hate to bring about more shitposting here.
>>27626007
>>27626060
>Doesn't post green
>Doesn't tell eveyone to go to bed
Fake LaP detected.
This pone, this pone, what of her?
Would you lay her on her back and tickle her?
Or perhaps lie by a tree with a novel?
Would you, could you, build her a hovel?
What would her lizard friend say?
>If he saw you two so happy and gay?
>>27626067
You know what? I'll bet that RGRE-Flash Sentry is actually a pretty chill guy. At worst he'd be kind of bitchy and be the sort of colt who spreads rumours.
>>27626100
>>This pone, this pone, what of her?
7 syllables
>>Would you lay her on her back and tickle her?
11 syllables
>>Or perhaps lie by a tree with a novel?
11 syllables
>>Would you, could you, build her a hovel?
9 syllables
>>What would her lizard friend say?
7 syllables
>>If he saw you two so happy and gay?
10 syllables
You're a TERRIBLE poet.
If a one is no good then what about a hug?
One that you can snuggle, fuggle, and hug?
Would you nuzzle her on dreary nights?
Would you hold her if she wakes in a fright?
>>27626147
no you are. not all poetry relies on syllabels or stanzas you stupid, illiterate, uneducated 12 yearold fuck.
>>27626224
Is the anon who made that bughorse vector still around? If you are here, what program did you use?
It seems to me that the RGRE rational of a lopsided gender ratio has some odd consequences as opposed to the gender roles on earth.
Because stallions are so scarce, there would be more in either caretaker positions or career-oriented jobs, as well as the starving college student stripper path, and less in more menial, lower status jobs like fast food or housekeeping.
Butlers, for instance, are quite rare but constitute a luxury and a status symbol for their employers.
School teachers are mostly mares, except for home ec classes
The fashion industry still has a lot of stallions, but significant portion of it is also made up of mares
And so on.
>>27626246
You forgot horsefucking.
>>27626303
than it wouldnt be an insult
>>27626314
True, I forgot where I was for a moment.
>>27626314
I don't know; horse-fucking is a pretty decent insult.
>>27626246
Oh (you), Anon.
>>27626224
If a pone is no good then what of a bug?
One that you can snuggle, fuggle and hug?
Would you boop her little bug nose?
Would you tickle her little bug holes?
...Christ and I tired...
>>27626147
Then write one yourself, Anon, you prissy art critic
We need more eldrich anon in rgre
>>27626380
Nah. Just because I can recognize when something's done poorly, doesn't mean that I can do much better myself. Now if you'll excuse me, I have more artists to criticize.
>>27626067
But I don't have a mane
>>27623970
I do was wondering that myself.
>>27626440
Don't be so difficult for Flash, Anon. He's just trying to make the new colt in town feel welcome, especially with all that time he spends around mares. A pone might start thinking he's loose or something, you know? A nice spa trip is the PERFECT opportunity to dispel those nasty rumours and let the local gossipy colts get to know the real you.He'll tell everypony you put out for all the mares if you piss him off too much.
>>27626463
I'm going with their equivalent in pony sided, and the same diet that you imagine a pony having (if only because a wold where seafood was the only viable meat would be fucking hell for me)
Now imagine anon coming into equestria, somehow batteries from our world charge due to magic, and he had a laser pointer.
>>27626508
>Throw the entire Night Court into dissaray by pointing a laser pointer at Luna's forehead.
I'd be cute regardless if they were cats or ponies.
>>27624915
Will Luna getting extra work in the dream world be expanded on in this story, or was that just a side detail. I need to know if I should be regular excited or very excited for more of this.
>>27626526
>"Anonymous! Anonymous! Th-the dot is back!"
>Luna runs up to you and starts rubbing herself against your legs, trying to ease her distress.
>"I tried to catch it but it just got all over my paws!"
>You lift the big cat onto your lap; Luna immediately climbs up your chest and lays against you, nuzzling your face with her own.
>"Oh, why don't you feed me some treats and play with me with that ribbon on a stick?"
Catpone size: Normal housecat
Alicat size: Maine Coon
Have to vent here a bit as its one fucking thing after another, I shut up last thread as it seemed toward the end it was ending, anything spoilered the vast majority can ignore as it's meant just for him.
>>27625927
I swear to fucking god if I had the will I would just post edgelord scat fetish torture porn stories here anon every fucking hour till you either fuck off or are driven into silence. 3 fucking threads of damn near non stop drama because of you and I honestly can't believe anyone other than you that can't let it fucking go.
>>27626033
Then don't fucking read it, if he tripfags, filter him, how fucking hard is this for you to understand.
>>27626033
I hope it does, because fuck you. That's all, just fuck you. See, I can ignore things I don't like so it doesn't effect me, but its mere existence seems to drive you closer to an, and I think everyone else here hopes it happens soon, aneurysm.
>>27625990
We didn't, I hope to god it was just one autistic faggot just couldn't let it go.
>>27626095
I have to assume one actual autist is losing their shit because someone wrote something for another thread and 'gasp' they wrote something here too.
>>27626065
There is honestly never a reason to trip if you have a pastebin. When you post where you put it we will know who you are, and if you properly backlink your shit we won't get confused if multiple anons dump at once, not to mention your green will be judged on its merits and not by your name.
>>27626721
>>edgelord scat fetish torture porn
Want a link?
>Pones see Anon's pointed canines
>They think he's a vampire
>>27626827
>"Look at them! What use do they have but sucking blood?"
>"I dunno, many carnivorous species-"
>"ANON IS TOO PERFECT TO BE A CARNIVORE! HE IS A SWEET, INNOCENT CINNAMON ROLL!"
>"... Pinkie, why do you keep calling ponies after baked goods?"
Anon walks in, splattered with blood
"Whew, now that was a meal! A little rare, but still good."
>"You hear that Twilight? He sucked Rarity's blood!"
>>27626827
>Anon is a shut in and prefers to work from home
>Ponies somehow turn this into him being a vampire that is making rituals and spells
>>27626802Look, I normally skim these threads, stopping when I see green and look through the reply chain, and I never seen it devolve like this. for the last few threads this cunt brought drama to almost every single reply chain in the thread... I just want that shit to end.
I'll give it a few threads, if it doesn't end, I'll do it. But I don't want to copy paste. I deal with enough faggots who do that shit on other boards, same thing, pasted over and over again till they get banned or a janitor prunes them. I just had to make a filter because of two people on /g/ and they were the first tripfag and written content I ever filtered because I got so sick of It that I had to make a filter... no if I do do it, I'll write it myself. Apparently this person can't just ignore something so I have to believe he will read everything, and I'll make it as painful for him as I can. I like my fuck you's to be a personal that way.
>>27626827
>"Ok. Anon, You tell us what your sharp teeth are for."
"Uh. Well, I'm an omnivore, so I can eat meat-"
>Bit pouches start getting passed around
>Fluttershy hoofpumps
>"B-but, but, ah... y'all can use it fer... uh..."
>Applejack stumbles with her words a bit
>"F-fer... relations?"
"Hmm? I mean, sure. Biting's always fun-"
>More bit bags exchange hooves
>"A-and vampirism! R-right?"
". . .no, Blue."
>"Aww, mare. That's laaaaame-"
>You look around as money exchanges hooves
"...what was the pot on me, anyway?"
>"Just a couple hundred bits, all told." Twilight chirps, jingling a large bag.
"Huh. So that means you're buying me drinks, right?"
>"T'ch. Fiiiine~"
>Today was a 'mares are smart enough to ask and not assume, but they're still gon' make bets.' kinda day
>>27626902
Bonus points if due to there being no air conditioning anon made his schedule nocturnal so he sleeps when its hot and is awake with its pleasantly cool.
>>27626067
Fuck him right in the coltpussie
>>27626966
>Equestria is, on average, about 10 degrees warmer than Earth
>Anon is Canadanon and is melting from the heat
>Only ever goes out at night
>Living in the frozen north gave him pale skin
>Of course, sharp pointed caninesHotter or colder climate Equestria when?
>>27626721
You sure are mad anon, and autistic.
>>27626888
More this!
>>27627017
That gave me a sort of idea.
>Wintertime in Equestria arrives.
>The ponies just grow thicker coats, and occasionally put on a scarf or something.
>Anon bundles up.
>All the mares complain about him hiding his wonderful curves.
>>27627124
>"Anon, you're beautiful at any size. You don't need to hide under all that baggy clothing."
>>27626888
>>"ANON IS TOO PERFECT TO BE A CARNIVORE! HE IS A SWEET, INNOCENT CINNAMON ROLL!"
We don't have enough green where the town is filled with whiteknights.
>>27625355
I don't care about a name anymore, I usually posted green as HeliAnon. But if my green isn't wanted I'll stop.
>>27627258
No please, keep going!
The name thing is just some other drama. Feel free to ignore it. Post however you feel like.
>>27627293
Okay no worries, I just don't want to cause a repeat of what has been happening.
>>27627124
>"What? What the hell are you talking about Twilight?"
"It's alright, Anon. You don't have to cover up your body anymore."
>"Uh... yes. Yes I d-"
"No you don't! You're a beautiful, big human, Anon! I doesn't matter how large or un-pony-like you are, you're still beautiful to me!"
>"...I mean, I need it because if I don't cover up my body I'll die of frostbite."
"W-What?"
>"No fur, remember?"
"...Oh. Oh yeah! Ha ha. Ha ha ha. Right..."
>"..."
"..."
>"So what was that about me being a big, beau-"
"THEPRINCESSSCALLINGMETOTALKABOUTMAGICORSOMETHINGBYEANON"
>...
>Cute, skittish horses.
>>27626966
>Anon can't stand heat.
>Or daylight.
>He mainly goes out at night.
>Ponies start thinking he's a vampony. Vamhuman.
>They're extremely confused when he starts going out during winter.
>Then they realize it's cloudy a lot.
>This reinforces the vampire thing.
>Anon just prefers winter and doesn't mind winter days.
Bonus:
Twiggle Spiggle writes to Celestia about Anon not liking the sun.
>Celestia decides to introduce him to Luna.
>She doesn't have many nocturnal friends, it would be nice for them.>Luna starts husbando-ing nocturnal Anon.>Noc-Anon hears about Nightmare Moon.>He thinks she's hot, doesn't realize it's Luna.>Luna doesn't know how to feel about that.>Insert joke about Anon assuming it was Luna's older sister and Luna thinking he liked Celestia for a while,
>>27626888
Lol yes
Sooo...will lighthearted Anonpone shorts be allowed in here?
>>27627790
I would love them, though i will always want more cause shorts
>>27627790
Go ahead, as long as you don't go full retard everything should be fine.
We need more Anon & Queen Chrysalis stories.
Not, quirky, nerdy chryssi from the famdom, but the real Changeling queen who invaded Canterlot, hypnotized Shining and imprisoned Candance in a plot to takeover Equestria.
Preferably with Anon serving as her source of love and him trying to control her evil, megalomanaical urges,which reminds me of that Changeling DadAnon story that is no more.
>>27627849
>Evil Chrysalis does her evil things.
>Husbando-Anon is blatantly ignoring her shit in a disinterested way.
"Yes dear, that's nice."
>He carries on reading his paper.
"Huh, Celestia's involved in another eclair scandal."
>Frustrates Bug-Waifu.
>He practically ignores her antics and schemes.
>Unintentionally horrifies both her and ponies by casual acts and remarks.
"Well, at least this shit ain't mustard gas; that stuff would liquefy your lungs and eyes in minutes."
>Bites into a corn-chip smothered in tomato salsa.
"Hmm... needs more garlic."
>>27595940
Still wondering if he's gonna continue
>>27628260
>Lightning cracks in the background as you rear up on your hind-legs, towering over these Six Buffoons, your wings abuzz with dominance.
"And now, you filthy worms, witness the almighty power of Queen Chrys--!"
>Your king's sudden voice cuts down your triumph in its prime.
>"Dear, if you and your friends scorch the new rug, you're sleeping outside tonight."
>You blanch and carefully shuffle your hooves back.
>One pony, the annoying Pink One, sniggers.
>"Whipped!" she whispers.
>"Now, I'm off to finish up dinner; I hope you girls like your bolegnase with a twist of garlic! Hell knows it makes my eyes water!"
>Huh, how about that: the Annoying One now looks like someone just shoved a pastry up her party-pooper.
>>27628304
Writefag here. Wait til tomorrow and I'll have something written.Should we go the way of Big Brother Anonymous, or Twilight constantly cockblocking Celestia?
>>27628352
kek
Keep going, based Anon
>>27628260
>>27628352
>>Unintentionally
He fucking knows what he's doing, the little shit.Teasing Chrysalis like that, making her know that she'll never be as evil as he is every time she tries to come up with a new, evil plan to gain more power.
A story where a weakened, post-invasion Chrysalis has to rely on an weird, bald monkey's bitter-tasting love and deal with his witty remarks since she's to weak steal anyone else's love for herself or her hive would be cool.
>>27627849
>Changeling DadAnon story that is no more.
Fuck
>>27628369
>"You fucking ponies, I swear to god. Tomatoes and garlic are poisonous to you and y'all cry if I swear at you. Chryssi, honeybuns, how did you fail to take over? It should have been a cakewalk."
>Meanwhile, in Canterlot, Celestia's ears perk up and she doesn't know why.
>>27628358
both
both is good, beside you could easily right anon being bigrother to twi while foiling celly's attempts to woo him
>>27628391
>anon takes over equestria by cursing at everyone and calling them bad ponies
>>27628410
>You're making out with Anonymous (FINALLY!)
>Your schedule is free for the day
>Anonymous has the day off
>It's PERFECT
>"Princess?"
>GOD FUCKING DAMMIT
>>27627334
Just keep writing you glorious bitch
>>27628369
Or, or, we can have the RGRE equivalent of these two.
>>27628358
Both or cock blocked celly
>>27628406
>>27628391
>>27628369
In fact, forget about the bitter-love part entirely.
A weakened Chrysalis exiled to the Badlands being forced to interact with Anonymous (who he found living there while she was gone) to get any teensy bit of positive emotions towards her out of him (forget Love; Awe would be hard enough to get out of him, and she would rather kill herself than get any power ot of his Pity) would be hilarious all on it's own.
Even funnier if we consider that she might have absolutely zero experience dealing with people outside of lording over them, using them as her hypnosis puppets or manipulating them like the evil bitch she is.
I'd be like a buddy-cop film, but with the protagonists being on the other side of the law.
>She's an exiled, evil Changeling queen out for revenge.
>He's an autistic, alien, monkey-thing asshole from another dimension.
>They fight Equestrian Royalty.
>>27628524
That's what I was thinking at first.
>>27613044
Keep going pls
>>27628701
Fuck.
Now I can't picture them any way other than this.
>>27628853
loved that movie.
>>27628853
i love how well this fits
>Anon tells Twilight about his world, history, etc, to the best of his knowledge
>This leaves some pretty vast gaps, which her imagination fills in
>Usually with coltish whimsy
>"And then the nations declared war on each other! Even though everything was going so well! It's as if... No..."
>Twilight realizes that Anon's civilization, being led by males, has achieved unimaginable levels of coltish whimsy!
>She quickly attempts to detain Anon before he can teach his alien ways to the local stallions
>Ponykind could never survive such levels of whimsy!
>>27627577
I like everything about this.
>>27628912
WHAT THE FUCK DOES WHIMSY EVEN MEAN IN THIS CONTEXT
>Anon arrives in Equestria wearing sandals.
>When winter is around the corner, he has to commission winter gear from Rarity, including socks and thermal underwear.>Descriptions of frostbite get Rarity out of the lewd mindset quickly.
>>27629022
The logical solution, but not the most entertaining one.
>>27628968
The way the ashes of the dead swirl around and make coffee foam art when you dance a jig on the battlefield in neon pink spats.
>>27628968
A whim, Anon! They do everything on a whim! How could two friendly nations become bitter enemies overnight? They just decided to go to war! So many dead, and for what? To fulfill some stallion's immature desires!
Who's got the pastebin for the Alpha Fluttershy Pegasus Herd?
>>27629423
never heard of it, so gibe me
bump for bug
best stories the last 3 months? need to catch up
>>27629423
http://pastebin.com/mu8Hdrxc
Part 1. Don't know where the rest is.
>>27628352
For some reason this makes me see Anon more like the Dr. Girlfriend of the relationship.
>when LaP tells us to go to sleep
>>27629664
Hasnt been made the dude quit i think if i remember correctly he said cause no one said too continue sadly i wanted mor as well as alot of people but i didnt say anything cause i was a lerker
>>27629967
Wrong pic fuck hate my small ass phone
>>27629970
I have a mighty need for more yummy mommy
>>27629813
Well, Chrysalis IS a monarch…
Also, Anonymous would make an awesome Professor Boyfriend.
>>27629423
>>27629481
>>27629664
>>27629967
Here are the two parts combined into one.
http://pastebin.com/GATmyqCP
Sorry for not writing, or drawing more for this glorious thread.
I had a massive writer's block related to Drunken Principles and creating horse words over all for quite some time.
Now I'm busy with finishing one of my old stories for /swt/ thread, but I'll try to drop a line, or two from time to time.
Just like I did with "Fluttershy Alpha" and "Derpy and Yandere Anon" short stories in the past.
>>27630214
Tired of us already? Okay.
>>27630214
cool cool
>Princess Celestia is Anon's waifu
>When he comes to Equestria, he tries to woo her
>Due to RGRE, she either doesn't notice or doesn't care
>Something something
>He hangs himself
>>27630302
Does he tips fedora furiously before hanging himself?
>>27630302
Change the last line with something happy and I would read it. We need more RGR Celestia.
>>27630365
L&P has switched waifus.
>>27630365
In RGRE, Mares can't beraped, right? Only stallions can, right?
Looks like a solution, to me.
Does anybody have a pastebin to that green where we had Rarity trying to teach Anon whimsy and failing each time?
>Mares grope stallions in buses, trains and etc. a la Neighponese Adult Videos.
>In one such video, the stallion is seen taking a full train
>The stallion is surrounded by mares and the occasional stallion
>Behind him is a businessmare
>The mare subtly brushes her tuft against the stallion's flank
>The brushing of the mare's tuft against the stallion's flank continues for a few minutes before the mare moves her hoof against the stallion's censored scrotum
>The stallion is visibly distressed, however, he cannot make a sound out of the pleasure of having his balls fondled
>The mare is pleased
>She moves her hooves to the stallion's hot, hard, pixel erection
>The stallion ejaculates within roughly a minute
>The camera is focused on the pulsing horsecock and the face of the stallion, switching every so often
>The mare shuffles over to the stallion's front, displaying her sopping wet winking pixelated vagina
>The stallion is sex-crazed
>He mounts the mare with ease
>Within another minute, the stallion ejaculates again and the camera is zoomed in on the stallion's pleasure-filled face
>The porn is paused and Anon is disappointed
>Anon closes the media player and turns off his computer, going to sleep with a case of blueballs
"Fucking ponies and their shitty stamina"
>>27630383
The fuck I have
>>27630826
I don't believe you. The only way to convince us you are not a waifu switching hussy is to write a story about her.
>>27629236
well, it's not entirely wrong in some contexts...
>>27630737
>"B-bullshit, Anon."
>Twilight tries to glare at you, but she has trouble tearing her gaze away from your crotch.
>"I don't.... I don't believe you," she continues, panting and beginning to sweat.
>With a shaking hoof, she reaches out and pokes at your exposed erection, bobbing in the open air in time with your heart beat.
>"You're gonna have to... have to prove it...." she makes contact with the engorged head of your penis.
>Not with the hard keratin - but with the soft frog of her under-hoof.
>It's warmer and softer than you expected it to be, and you uncontrollably flex your pelvic floor in surprise.
>Your cock floods with blood, straining the limits of the thin flesh and making it push back against Twilight's gentle touch.
>She gasps and pulls her hoof back, looking with wonder at the dab of pre-cum you left behind.
>Slowly, her pink tongue snakes out between her soft lips and towards your present.
>>27631016
>And then Anon woke up and realized that he ruined another pair of underwear.
>You are Anon, close friend of Princess Celestia and unofficial big brother of her young student, Twilight Sparkle.
>It had been nearly an entire year since Twilight accidentally stumbled upon you and Celestia and called you a "sloot".
>You picked her up, blew a raspberry into her tummy, and became inseparable.
>N-no foalcon.
>She usually comes to find you if she's having trouble with something - homework, a spell, or if she's just having a bad day - but you don't mind being her teddy bear.
>Big, comforting, and able to make things all better.
>You just wish she didn't always seem to walk in on you just when you were about to have an intimate moment with the Princess.
>If you didn't already know that magic was Twilight's special talent, you'd swear that her calling in life was cockblocking you.
>Just a few nights ago, you and Celestia were getting... intimate together in her bedroom, right?
>Twilight Motherfucking Sparkles comes BURSTING in through the door, crying, begging both you and Celestia to let her sleep with you because she had a bad dream.
>Celestia chided Twilight and told her to be a "big filly", but that really only encouraged Twilight to start begging YOU to comfort her, which you did.
>How are you supposed to say "no" to you special little filly when she's crying?!
>Christ, you feel like the mom in this relationship.
>>27626721 >>27626931
Don't do the shit thing. You won't cause pain to anyone but the normal people. Notice how much grief the supposed bad seeds caused, and how much damage was done in the name of pruning them?
At this point you have to assume that our self-appointed janitors are acting maliciously. You will just be doing their dirty work for them.
Know this though: you're not alone.
>>27630685
>Raped by Celestia
Looks like THE solutionU-unf
>>27631022
She has to learn about sex one of these days.
Let her stay and watch as you bang Celestia.
It'll be educational.
>>27631535
You gonna herd them?
>>27631578
More like TEACH her.
Why let Twi coming in during sex get in the way of sex when you don't have to?
Just tell her "Hey Twilight, time to learn about sex, keep quiet and take notes" and carry on as beforeMaybe herd later
>>27631602
Oh I didn't mean immediately but when she's an adult.
>"Anon? Why do you have a... a thingy between your legs? What does it do?"
>You are suddenly and uncomfortably reminded of that wet dream you had about Twilight last night.
>>27631500
Sauce?
>>27629970
I thought Anon was supposed to be green?
look at his hand.
>>27631500
I'm not sure how you can write Celestia in character while raping Anon, but it would be amazing.
>>27631737
Anon can be whatever colour you like.
Green is just a common choice.
>>27631625
So cute.
>>27631737
Artist's choice. The same fucking reasons why some draw Chryssy with huge-ass holes and others paying minimal attention to them.
>>27631724
https://derpiboo.ru/1007711
>>27631737
It's a lycra mask/bodysuit, like the one Anonymous used to identify with and wear years ago.
You can still see some oldfags who attend Cons and other events wearing them, sometimes with the suit and all.
>>27631737
welcome my summer friend
>>27631843
Here, in exposition #1, we can see a pair of grown men wearing the classical, green lycra suits.
I think it would be cute to see a group of mares trying to herd an ADHD Anon, who's constantly distracted by something else when they try to propose to him.
>>27632072
>tfw you try to talk dirty to your horsebando in public, only for him to get sidetracked and stare at a butterfly
>>27632094
>"Fucking Fluttershy"
>>27631843
This reminds me of Rorschach.
>Cadence, being the Princess of Love, is insatiable in bed.
>Like, human stamina.
>Shining gets rekt every night (and during lunch breaks) to the point where he's like a zombie.
>They agree to bring in another to sate her needs.
>Having taken a liking to Anon and hearing that he's capable of keeping up with her, Cadence approaches him.
>He's not interested.
>An increasingly frustrated Cadence tries to woo him like something straight from a RomCom.
>Cadence becomes increasingly annoying and disruptive.
>In before Anons suggest Shining/Anon -- No Homo-Horse.
>You have a containment thread.
So in RGRE do mares fart, belch, and scratch their vagoos without caring that they're in public or who's watching?
here we go
>>27629572
that was a great movie
>>27632264
unf unf UNF
>>27632255
No c u cking of any kind allowed
>>27632264
>>27632374
Need green of this pronto. Mares being uncouth in public and it making Anon either uncomfortable or horny. Or both.
>>27632452
>>27632264
Braeburn always strikes me as a nasty son of a bitch. Like he'll go unwashed for days, force you to clean his hooves and ass, make you lick the smegma from his cock, and expect you to clean up in time to make dinner.
He'll probably make a mess, or eat too much, have gas and diarrhea, and it's your job to clean it. You'll stink like spinach and garlic for weeks, but you don't care. You're a slave, body mind and soul, and the only way to ease the constant internal ache is to be used. The funny thing is, he's not gay, or so he claims. He feeds you drugs to keep your tiny dingus limp and useless, feminize your voice and make you act more like a mare.
You hate it when his family comes over. They hang around you, thinking you're his obedient wife, but all you can think about is his cock, his filthy ass... Some filly splashes him with mud, and the thought of licking him clean is almost too much to bear.
But you persevere. Only for him.
Only for him.
>>27632575
You have some vague idea of a previous life, one where you were free and clean, and a few memories from your conversion into a sissy slave, but those days are long passed.
Your diaper is itching, but he won't change it. He likes to see you squirm in your own mess for a few days, and the rashes that develop are a constant dull reminder of who you belong to. You're just a worthless bitch, destined to serve his every whim, and this is just another reminder
One day, Braeburn comes home in a huff. He's so angry, he skips the hoof massage and forces you to bend over for him. His strength, earned from years of applebucking, makes this trivial. As if you would every defy him, of course. You try to warn him that you were just going to the bathroom, but he doesn't listen. He just rips open the sex hatch in the back of your diaper and gets pumping.
He shoves it in painfully, and starts pounding away, but he soon becomes slower, limper, more flaccid and useless, and you feel stronger, in command.
So you take control. You slam your body against his in rhythm, but he just stands over you and squeaks like a mare.
Finally, he cums, only a few worthless drops. What a fucking loser. "Master," you begin, but stop. Your voice sounds different. Deeper than it has been for months. You continue, "It seems the tables have turned."
"Oh, master," he moans from his spot on the floor, "I need you!"
You turn around and look at him. So muscular, so strong... Fucking worthless stallion needs a mare like you.
>>27632587
"Change my diaper, then we'll see if you can handle my cock, you bitch," you growl. He smiles awkwardly, and begins undoing your straps. It's too strong for you to get open by yourself, but that's why you have a slave, right?
"No," you command, "With your mouth."
Braeburn gags a little as he pulls it open, forced to inhale the scent of several days of stewing mess.
He's just a worthless bitch, destined to serve your every whim, and this is just another reminder.
You theorize that your shit may be some kind of magic.
A few years later, you've grown fat and happy.
The farm, heck, most of Appleoosa belongs to you now, in the name of your loyal slave, of course. Regular enemas and laxative consumption have completely destroyed your bowel control, ensuring he will remain in your employ for a long time to come.
One day, a letter comes in the mail. You call for Braeburn, and he cheerfully begins removing your diaper as the diarrhea begins to flow. You open the letter and start reading.
His family is coming over. Your anus clenches for a moment, then lets off another stream of liquid horse dookie.
No need to conserve it; You're sure you've got more than enough for all of them.
>>27632575Not RGRE enough
>>27632575
>>27632587
>>27632604
Ew.
Also, not even remotely related to
>>27632452
>>27632264
> Mares scratch their teats in public
> Catch Anon staring
> "See something you like?"
"Yup."
>>27632264
>come across applejack rubbing herself against her apple stand early in the morning
>>27632575
>>27632587
>>27632604
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=6Wq-ku3AwTA
>>27632604
>>27632587
>>27632575
Why would you post this literal piece of shit?
>>27632673
unf
>>27632716
It's obviously the anti-shitfags doing some classic false evidence-planting. Just wait, they should be doing their work any second now.
>>27632745
>"Look! Look! I told you they're gonna post it! Look at how right I am!"
>>27632745
Whatever's the case you really don't want that stuff here.
i would like to see a mare having a revelation/epiphany about the fact that the gender roles in human society are reversed from those of ponies and have no one believe her
So hey guy's what's going on in this thr....
....
Oh.
>>27632264
Of course.
Anon, due to his upbringing, doesn't fart or anything in the presence of mares. Always dresses with styleunlike you
Keeps himself absolutely clean and odorless - ponies can't do this, because their fur traps their scent. Good thing they smell pleasant and use subtle perfume, otherwise Anon would be very frustrated!
Anon also always walks softly, and nopony can ever hear him approach. They would have freaked out (that's a predator thing!), but he is just too nice.He sometimes takes his guitar and sings to the birds in the forest.
This all, among other things, reinforces their view that he is the perfect horsebando that is obviously too pure for this gay earth.
>>27632745
>Muslim blows up a building
>"PFFT you guys it's just some cis white male trying to make us hate the religion of peace."
The reaching you're doing is like watching an olympic event, Anon. You're the best of the best.
>>27633096
>Anon is an autistic hat-tipping faggot who behaves his best in front of the weak, easily-offended womenunlike you shitlords
>>but he is just too nice
>>He sometimes takes his guitar and sings to the birds in the forest.
I didn't know Anon was legitimately gay.I had no idea that "anti-edge" existed.
congrats you guys. you almost made it one whole entire thread
>>27633140
>Anti-edge
I believe the term you are searching for is "dull"
>>27633173
Nigga, we're only at 40% thread capacity.
Hey, Shuk?
I know you said you were working on an update. How's that going?
>>27632264
UNF
Goddamn. Dirty mares are my biggest fucking fetish. Just imagining them behaving this way makes my dick fucking diamonds.
>>27633265
Just need to wrap up the scene.
>>27633291
Sweet. Looking forward to it, ShuakakakakauXX.
>>27633249
That just makes it worse. It's like dropping out of school after 3 weeks of courses versus almost lasting til the exams in December.
>>27633140
>Anon is an autistic hat-tipping faggot who behaves his best in front of the weak, easily-offended women
What? How do you go that far from not farting at women? Did I hit a sore spot?
>>27633105
Well then, pray tell. What would a shitfag writer gain from posting this on RGRE?
>>27633339
Why does anybody shitpost (excuse the pun)? They'll do it because they know we don't want it.
Why, pray tell, would an anti-shitfag gain from posting shit on RGRE? We already all hate shitfags, so it isn't like he's out doing god's work by making people hate them even more.
>>27633391
You never know. There's always one guy out there dedicated to beating the dead horse. (Excuse the pun, surprised that snuff hasn't invaded yet)
>>27633443
Now you've done it. It's just a matter of time beforesnuffpops in.
>>27633339
Best I can see it there are a couple of possibilities:
>someone who legit likes shit and is trying to push that into the thread
>someone who hates shit and wants to use this as a reason to lobby against it
>someone who hates the above and is trying to troll the anti-shitter
>random shitposting
We can all speculate on what the actual motivations are, but those are the most likely I think.
Let's just move on though, ya?
So this is the beginnings to a story I've been kicking around in my head for a little while now. If the reception is good then it's looking to be the next story to go the way of Summer Sun Celebration. Basically I've got a lot planned for this. If not, then I guess it's a failed attempt at a worldbuilding adventure story and lessons to be learned accordingly. So here we go!
>You walk calmly through the familiar halls, avoiding the familiar servants and guards both off duty and on.
>”Oof! Hey watch where- Oh! Excuse me princess” a maid mumbles hurriedly as she bows repeatedly and begins scuffling away from you.
>Before you can respond to insist that it was your fault for getting distracted the maid gets out of earshot for your indoor voice to do you any good.
>You sigh and return your attention to the source of your distraction.
>A group of stallions out in one of the palace courtyards.
>They’re all talking together, enjoying themselves in the company of their friends.
>Some are in uniform, some have them mostly removed, and one has none at all.
>It is this stallion that has drawn your attention.
>Your reason for dropping by unannounced to Canterlot Castle.
>The stallion’s ears remain sharply perked and rotate to any new occurrences in the adjacent rooms.
>His eyes are bright and cheery like those of his little group, but unlike them there is something more.
>A fire burns faintly, a confidence you can see even from this distance away.
>HIs withers are square and firm.
>Barrel is tight and expands at a slow and steady rhythm as he makes full use of his lung capacity.
>Even without his outfit you are certain which position he occupies here in Canterlot Castle.
>A position you’ve given little thought to until now.
>Until it has become evident that you need to employ some stallions to that position for yourself.
>You continue on, heading deeper into the castle.
>>27633778
>The stallion, whom you were watching, his eyes quickly flick in your direction once you begin moving.
>You are certain he was aware of your attention on him.
>Both wonder and awe course through you as you travel to the retiring chamber of the castle.
>Beyond the ornate gold and dark blue doors you find the two ponies you were hoping to.
>”Twilight? Doth mine eyes deceive me?” Luna asks aloud the moment you pass through into the chamber.
>Celestia’s ethereal mane twinkles as it flicks across to the other side of her neck when she quickly turns her attention to the door you now stand in front of.
>Her face brightens up into a smile, “Twilight, did I forget a meeting we had scheduled? I could swear-“
“N-no! No, you didn’t forget anything Celestia. I just had a few questions I wanted to ask and was already in town to help Rarity with her boutique.”
>”Oh, good I was starting to worry that perhaps my age was beginning to get the better of me” she responds with a light chuckle.
>Before you can respond Luna is quick to chime in, “Stay thine tongue sister! Thou art still sharper than a scorned colt’s tongue.”
>Celestia waves a wing in her sister’s direction, “I was merely joking sister…”
>Luna’s face gains a very faint blush under the dark coat of her face.
>”Although I will warn you that in a thousand years you will find yourself sucking in your barrel in the presence of some handsome dignitaries” Celestia goads.
>Luna’s mouth opens agape with shock, then closes as she rolls her eyes, “Verily sister, if those thousand years are filled with cake.”
>Celestia’s cool demeanor cracks sightly, a frown begins to form on her face.
>Uh oh.
>Since your ascension, you’ve come to know what those looks on their faces mean.
“Uh Celestia? Luna?” you call out to them as their little squabble is about to commence.
>They break eye contact with each other and turn to face you.
“I still have some questions.”
>>27633789
>They turn to each other, then back to face you and simultaneously break out into a fit of laughter.
>”Oh goodness, listen to us Luna, bickering like the olden days.”
>She hums contentedly, “A mystery as to how we survived along side the other is it not sister?”
>For a brief moment, you see a pang of sorrow in their eyes.
>You can only imagine the countless moments that must have passed through their minds in that brief flash alone.
>They clear their throats and turn their full attention to you.
>”So… tea? I could have that one butler with the wavy light brown mane bring it” Celestia says with a light sing-song in her voice.
>You cough to stifle the heat rising on your cheeks.
>You answer to her little game of “would you” once and never live it down after.
“No thank you, this really shouldn’t take too much time.”
>Luna and Celestia both wait patiently for you to continue.
“As you know, Ponyville is really coming into it’s own now that my friends have begun settling into their larger roles, and Starlight has progressed so much in her studies on friendship that I barely worry at all when she submits a friendship report a few minutes late.”
>Celestia smirks at that.
“It has taken me longer than I care to admit that these changes have happened, and… even longer to come to terms with it.”
>Luna and Celestia both share sympathetic looks towards you.
“I’ve begun drafting down my plans for expansion and upon my third draft I hit a snag.”
>They both raise a curious eyebrow now.
“The guard. They patrol through Ponyville like they always have. They are well trained and respectable mares, reporting any incidents quickly to the officers located in Ponyville Square who then relegate the information to either myself or Mayor Mare.”
>>27633807
>You can see the pride on both of their faces, they themselves hoof select a new wave of guards once a year from the available recruits attending the royal guard academy.
“Unlike the Crystal Empire, Ponyville’s proximity to Canterlot means that I don’t have a need to oversee the selection process for guards coming to Ponyville, and I haven’t had a reason to anyway…”
>”Twilight?”
>You pause and look to your former mentor.
>”You said this would be brief?” she says with a slight goading tone in her voice.
>You clear your throat and jump right to your point.
“It’s your personal guard. Cadance has had travesties befall the Crystal Empire in the recent past even with my brother standing as Prince-Captain. I know the situation for Ponyville is nowhere close but I can’t help obsessing over the process for selecting my own personal guard.”
>Celestia and Luna remain silent, you suspect it’s because they know what your question will be.
“Entrusting my safety and the safety of my castle’s occupants to a group of stallions of my choosing feels…”
>They both share a knowing look with each other.
“I guess I want to know how you choose recruits to entrust with your life. From what my research told me, it has always been male guards.”
>”It has yes” Celestia responds.
>”And forever it shall be” Luna adds.
“But… why? Discussion about this topic usually suggests it is so you both have eye candy or in the event of a terrible disaster it is so you will be able to protect those hoof picked stallions.”
>”Dost thou agree with these assertions?”
>The off duty guard in the courtyard comes to mind.
“Well… no- I’ve been near a member of the personal guard for most of my life, there is clearly a difference between them and the stallions who enter the regular guard.”
>”You ask why Twilight, but you’ve also done the research before coming to ask us. Were the answers found in your research insufficient?”
>>27633823
“Yes, most texts describe the reasoning behind the decision for an all male guard to be tradition. But the origin of said tradition is unknown, even when you were asked about the topic” you respond to Celestia’s question.
>Celestia furrows her brow, Luna turns to her sister, “Unknown? Sister, is this true?”
>She shakes her head, “Of course not Luna, He is someone I could neve- I suppose whomever approached me about the subject misunderstood my response. The origin is not ‘unknown’, it is ‘Anonymous’.”
>You scrunch your muzzle.
>Isn’t that basically the same thing?
>You ask that exact question with the addendum that it would be more accurate to say “unrecognized”.
>”It would be, were I not speaking about a person.”
>Oh of course, that makes-
>Wait what?
“A person?”
>They both nod slowly, you can see that sorrowful look in their eyes.
>”Anonymous. The last of the ancients.”
>Your head buzzes as it flips the the archives of your mind trying to link this person to any of your studies but find yourself drawing nothing.
“I-I have no idea who you are talking about.”
>They both hum in response, “Tis no surprise, minotaur history was so poorly recorded back then. Even before our banishment, the few accounts that did survive the test of time were largely considered mere myths or epics rather than fact. We can only imagine how little regard those scraps of history have now.”
>You look from one somber face to another.
“So the origin of an all male guard comes from the minotaurs?”
>”Well… one COULD say that…” Celestia responds.
>”Sister, perhaps it would be best to recount an “epic” of our own?” Luna suggests.
>Celestia nods and her horn brightens.
>The Journal of the Two Sisters appears before her in a flash of bright light, “Twilight? Perhaps you would like that tea now? I know I’ll be having a cup or two myself.”
>”As will we.”
“Uhh, do you think that will really be necessary?”
>>27633841
>”If thou desireth the answer to thine question. For in order to do so, we must recount far into the past, before we had acquired our cutie marks and the positions of Princess had not yet existed in the yet budding Equestria.”
>”This story will take quite some time Twilight, to tell it right we must even go all the way back to the earliest point that we know of, told to us second-hoof by Anonymous himself.”
>You didn’t exactly have any plans, like usual…
>And this prospect of unrecorded knowledge grips at your heart tightly.
“Okay, but can we have a different butler bring us the tea?” you plead.
>The smug looks on both sisters’ faces already inform you of their answer.
>The pre-dawn air is refreshingly wakeful against thine ivory coat.
>Beside thee, thine sister stands. Eyes sharp and determined.
>The call is sounded, wings extend, two sets of hooves leave the firm balcony below.
>Horns illuminate cutting through the obscuring darkness with beacons of sapphire and gold.
>Thine dearest sister soars ever so slightly higher than thee, a smirk spreads along her lips out of the corner of thine eyes.
>Foalish sister, now is not the time for petty squabbles.
>Despite thine objections however thou canst help but push harder with thine feathery appendages.
>She struggles to match thine pace, but you are confident that she will not.
>Below, thine ears harken to gruff frustrations.
>Thou rememberest the reason for this endeavor and refocus thine attentions.
>The golden beacon brightens, faint glimmers of sunlight peek over the edge of the horizon.
>Satisfaction fills thine chest with the promising warmth of the sun’s elysian light.
>Thine eyes squint in retaliation of the bright sapphire light just below thee.
>Luna’s face bears a look of frustration.
>Sapphire overtakes gold in the darkened sky.
>Muzzle scrunched, and efforts doubled- no, tripled!
>The sun jumps up over the horizon, continuing its upward arc in a haggard fashion.
>>27633852
>The moon meanwhile travels smoothly over the two tone sky towards its destination.
>In a bout of frustration you send a gust of wind down with a forceful push of your powerful wings.
>Luna loses her control in the air and as a result of the moon.
>She counters with a flash of her horn.
>The sun is wrestled away from thine weak magical grip upon its luminescent body.
>Thou strugglest in vain against the magical might of thine own younger blood.
>Frustrations peaking, you respond physically and she returns a strike in kind.
>Thou and Luna both struggle in the open skies, oblivious to the mounting panic of thine instructors below as the sky fluctuates with overbearing darkness and blinding light.
>The head mage of the Spiral school looks at you both with stinging scorn.
>She paces back and forth, her face drawn in the heaviest of scowls.
>”A test, t’was merely to be a simple test. Thou both hath failed miserably at a task mere first years couldst accomplish!” she growls.
>Both thee and Luna wince under her tongue lashings.
>”Hark, Headmage Twinkle-“
>”We shall hark NOTHING! Be SILENT younger thirdborn!”
>Luna lowers in her seat.
>It appears as though this latest squabble will not be brushed away with the weeks end’s dust this morn-“
*****
>”Uh, c-could you repeat that?” Twilight asks, interrupting your retelling.
“Prithee repeat thyself Twilight?”
>Her head lowers slightly, “S-sorry, it’s just I’m having a difficult time keeping up when you speak that way Celestia.”
>You blink a few times and come to the realization that you’ve been speaking in the old tongue.
>An airy chuckle escapes your lips.
“My sincerest apologies Twilight, this is the manner in which we recorded our thoughts in those days. For you I will try to modernize them so there will be less confusion.”
>You flip back to the page you left off at and go over, in light detail, yours and Luna’s scolding and subsequent punishment.
******
>>27633863
“Luna! Come back here at once!”
>She glances back at you over her shoulder, a demonish smirk on her face as she lifts the cloak over her head higher to further obscure her features.
>You roll your eyes at the futility of her attempted “secrecy” in broad daylight, in the middle of a village in Bovinia.
>When your attention returns to the spot your sister was just at, you are both surprised and slightly irritated to find that she has actually gone missing.
>Minotaurs make up the majority of the beings in this port town, with sprinklings of other races here as either traveling merchants, or port workers.
>Damnation Luna, where on Terra are you?
>Blacksmith?
>Tavern?
>No and no… perhaps the market stall-
>The Raised Tail.
>… You hope that you are wrong.
>The tauress standing by the door to the brothel sneers as you approach.
>”This is no place for you singlehorn, we don’t house any of your kind within. Try the next town over.”
>Her words sting but this is nothing you weren’t warned of before embarking on your “quest” as given to you by the Headmage
“Please, I merely wish to find my younger sister.”
>”Haven’t seen her,” she huffs.
>The contempt in her eyes gives you no reason to think she would lie to hide Luna.
>You thank the tauress and begin making your way around the building to head towards the market stalls.
>A familiar hum gives you pause.
>You see the faintest shimmer of sapphire blue coming from a window above your head.
>She wouldn’t have…
>You glance around, most are focused on their own lives or engaged in bickering with another race.
>Quickly you free your closely pinned wings from underneath your cloak and thrust yourself up to peer over the edge of the windowsill.
>Inside you find Luna peeking through some light blue curtains into a wider room beyond.
>Your blood boils and you quickly dive in through the open window.
>Luna jumps in place as your hooves touch down on the wooden floor.
>>27633869
>You act quickly to stifle her before she gives away your location in the brothel.
“Luna, what in Tartarus do you think you’re doing?!” you hiss.
>She relaxes slightly and pushes you back with a dim flash of her horn.
>”I would think that is obvious given where we are sister. I am merely taking in the local views…” she coos while parting the curtains again.
>Your muzzle feels hot and you quickly avert your eyes away from the view beyond the opening.
>With a dim flash of your own, and in spite of the resistance Luna’s hooves put against it, he curtain shut much to Luna’s displeasure.
“We are not here to partake in “local views” sister, we are here to accomplish the task the Headmage entrusted us with.”
>She blows a raspberry in response, “‘Task’ please sister, use the true name for it, Punishment. Or better yet, horseapples! I did nothing wrong that morning, it was you couldn’t maintain your composure.”
>This is exactly why you and Luna have been sent to these foreign lands.
“MY composure?! Says the one who goaded me first!” you hiss back.
>Despite knowing this, you can’t help but snap back at your own younger blood.
>”You are delusional Celestia! You think yourself the more calm and rational one just because you are slightly older than I yet you are the first one to perceive a challenge where none exists.”
>With a blue shimmer she rips the curtain open out of frustration and waves a hoof in your face, “Now leave me be. We are not traversing out to find this “seed” the Headmage has punished us with retrieving until we find a guide willing to take us through these divisive lands anyway and no guide is likely to be found with nightfall fast approaching.”
>You physically wrestle the curtains shut, her magic resisting you all the while.
>>27633875
“We must try Luna, the Headmage is counting on us to fulfill this task, punishment or no. She thinks that finding the seed will be the key to us finally ascending to the state the Council of Friendship believes we can. We cannot dally on something so important.”
>Luna rolls her eyes and forces the curtains open with a stronger magical force.
>You force them shut again with greater physical force.
>She pries them apart again, only for you to shut them again.
>This goes back and forth, both of you expending more and more energy to oppose the other.
>Until… *SHRRIP*
>Gasps flood the open lobby, all eyes fall on you and Luna.
>Large tauresses quickly rise out of their seats.
>You and Luna scramble to put up a defense, but have expended your strengths on each other and are made quick work of.
>”Next time we will not be so lenient on you, singlehorns!” one of the tauresses bellows as your face meets the cold hard earth.
>Luna squirms beside you.
>You rise upon shaky legs to your hooves, you can smell the biting scent of metal and the a small pool of crimson grows just in front of your forehooves.
>Through aches and pains you help Luna to her hooves as well, she stumbles a few times and has to keep a hoof pressed to her nose but she is soon walking alongside you towards the tavern you passed earlier.
>”Nibe goib Zelesbia” Luna mumbles through a swollen nose.
“So this too was my doing? Because you were acting as a paragon of integrity yourself?”
>”No, bub I wasn’d goib to be caugh by byself” she snaps back.
“You are always doing thi-“
>”Ho there sisters!”
>Both you and Luna turn your attentions to the gryphoness approaching you both.
>She raises a friendly claw as she nears and looks between you both intently.
>”Whoa-ho, took quite the number there didn’t you sisters?”
>You both clear your throats and mutter something about it not being as bad as it looks and an ambush.
>>27633894
>”Was this done by hands?” she asks in a low tone, looking around for any other nearby presences before returning her full attention to you both.
>”Yes actually it wa-“
>You nudge Luna’s injured side to silence her.
“No! Uh, just two mares settling our differences out like marely mares do!” you quickly cover.
>The gryphoness eyes you suspiciously for a brief moment then breaks out into laughter, “Ah yes, of course of course. One piece of advice however, keep those kinds of settlements outside of the more populated areas. The biped guard are thirsty for any excuse to lock up us non minos.”
>You thank the gryphoness for her advice.
>”One last thing, the church up on the hill is likely to help dress up your injuries for free. No questions asked or anything. Far as I’m concerned they’re the only good ones in these lands.”
>Again you thank her as Luna is almost recovered from the blow you gave her.
>”Anytime! We of the Quadruped must keep an eye out for our fellow brothers and sisters no?”
>The gryphoness continues on her way while you and Luna turn your direction towards the church she mentioned.
>”What was that for Celestia!?” Luna growls.
“You heard her, the Quadruped? We have no need to get involved in the politics of these lands sister. We are to fulfill our task and return to Equestria.”
>Luna grumbles the rest of the way to the church and even continues within.
>The main room of worship is vast.
>Ornate figures depicting a bipedal being you are unfamiliar with and a cow are commonplace in this room.
>The room is devoid of other people, and beyond the scent of blood a refreshing scent fills your nostrils.
>You feel a sort of peace flowing through you despite the circumstance, and-
>”Hello! Anypony here?!”
>Damn you to Tartarus Lu-
>One of the doors on the left wall of the room opens.
>A tall burly minotauress lumbers through it sending shills down your spine.
>Behind her a shorter cloaked being emerges.
>>27633905
>The shorter one peers over at you both, you can see a faint glint of emerald in its eyes brought about by the candles in the room.
>It hurriedly returns into the room it just left and comes back a moment later carrying a small satchel in its grasp.
>The figure, led by the tauress, approaches you both, “Oh hello, I am terribly sorry to keep you waiting.”
>The voice is a elysian ring to your ears, such a lovely tenor that you can feel travel deep into your core.
>His scent matches that of the room, but feels slightly more pronounced in certain ways.
>Before you can begin a response you are sweetly silenced by the cloaked minotaur and ushered into a room opposite the one he came from.
>”Please, you have no need to explain yourselves. We of the Ancient’s Children will gladly tend to any who requreth aid.”
>His gentle hands touch, caress, prod, and soothe the aches and pains present on your face.
>The minotauress who accompanied you three stands at the door, arms crossed and face firm.
>”Oh, don’t mind Kriemhild. She is my dear companion tasked with my safety on my pilgrimage.”
>He leans in close, you can feel his hot breath on your ear, “She’s also grumpy because your arrival awoke her during her nap” he adds with a light giggle.
>Your heart skips a beat as his airy bit of joy rings in your ear.
>He turns his attentions to Luna.
>Now that you are apart from him, you have a moment to drink this young monk in.
>It doesn’t take you very long to notice a few things.
>His hands are lithe and lengthy, allowing them to gently probe around Luna’s injured face with a dexterity you didn’t think possible for minotaurs.
>A quick glance at his companion, ‘Creamhilt', or something like that, confirms your suspicion.
>He also has an extra digit on his hands.
>”Are you okay? You still seem to be in distress.”
>Luna is trying to keep a straight face as the pain that must be building in her barrel grows.
>>27633920
>”I am…” a hiss of pain cuts her off.
>”You are injured still! Please remove your garb so I may attend to those wounds as well.”
>Fear courses through your body, and judging by the surprise in Luna’s eyes, it would seem the same is happening to her.
>”N-no! There is no need for tha- HA!- aat” she groans out, trying to keep the minotaur away.
>You attempt to rise but the sudden pounding of hooves and rumble accompanying them give you pause.
>The tauress that was keeping watch is now suddenly in between both the minotaur and your sister.
>The minotaur is insistent on helping your sister even going as far as to push the tauress back.
>Your sister is trying her best to keep the cloak in place with her magic all while fighting the ache present on her body.
>And you are frozen, unsure of what to do.
>And for the second time the sound of cloth tearing gives everypony pause.
>Luna’s form is almost fully exposed, the minotaur is holding tatters of Luna’s cloak in his hands, completely dumbstruck.
>The tauress puts a hand to the minotaur’s chest and steps back with him cautiously, her eyes fiercely locked to Luna.
>Not a single sound comes from any of you.
>All you can hear is the blood pounding in your ears.
>The soothing voice of the minotaur speaks up,”I am so sorry” he mumbles meekly while holding the tatters out towards Luna.
>You and Luna share a glance that carries the same thought, “Has he truly not noticed?”
>The minotaur steps ahead of his guardian and approaches your younger sister, “If you would give me the rest of your cloak, I can repair it for you. I-it’s not as good as what a tailor would do, but it will return it to it’s former-”
>His plea trails off as his eyes fall to settle on Luna’s wings.
>”By the ancients!” he gasps.
>You prepare yourself for the worst.
>”Your wing joint is swollen!”
>Your eyes part and you see the minotaur kneel and inspect your sister’s injury closer.
>>27633932
>”Kriemhild, I require the frostrose salve please.”
>The tauress looks from Luna to you and back, her eyes are unreadable to you.
>They’re also a color you’ve never seen before.
>Piercingly blue.
>”Kriemhild!” the minotaur calls louder, snapping the minotaur out of her guarded trance.
>She hands a small bottle from the satchel to the minotaur, who then quickly applies the clear liquid to your sister’s wing joint.
>Luna hisses and her uninjured wing flares out.
>”Please bear this for just a moment longer, your joint is hot as a result of being injured and attracting blood to the location to cause the swelling. This cold salve should disperse the swelling and see that your joint recovers much faster, though you should expect not to use it for a few days.”
>Luna’s breathing slows as the minotaur is finishing his explanation, she nods in understanding.
>The minotaur smiles, you can see the whites of his teeth reflecting the candlelight even through the shadow of his raised hood.
>The minotaur stands and turns back to face you, “And you? Are you injured elsewhere?”
>You want to say yes.
>To feel his gentle touch on more places than just your face.
>The cold look of the tauress behind him gives you pause and reject that fantasy outright.
>”Let me go and fetch my needle and thread” the minotaur announces as he departs the room.
>Now it’s just you three ladies.
>The tauress uncrosses her arms, her massive chest drops slightly and jiggles as it settles after the loss of support.
>”You” she addresses Luna with a commanding tone in her voice, her eyes slide over to burn into yours, “And you, I can see the bulge of wings under your cloak. That makes you the same as her, yes?”
>You swallow nervously and nod when you find your voice uncooperative.
>She blows air out of her nostrils, “So many years spent traveling, and still this world has something new to introduce you with…” she muses quietly to herself.
>>27633944
>”I care not what you are, or how you came to be injured. My only concern is his-“ she nods to the door, ‘-safety. So if either of you are thinking of trying something known only to your kind, I’d suggest otherwise. It will not work, I will protect him, and I will not be gentle. Understood?”
>This one tauress is merely warning you is far more frightening than the group of brothel personnel who attacked you.
>Both you and Luna nod just as the minotaur is reentering the room.
>He asks Luna for the torn cloak still on her body and happily settles himself on the table with all the bits of cloth.
>The minotaur gets to work with the needle and thread, humming a tune as he does.
>You find yourself enraptured in his sound.
>Luna too seems to be listening intently.
>”-ave wings too?”
>You shake yourself from the soothing state you found yourself in and realize that the minotaur was asking you a question.
>”Do you have wings too?”
>You clear your throat.
“Y-yes.”
>You turn your attention to the tauress, who is watching you intently, and slowly spread your wings free from under cover of the cloak.
>The minotaur gasps and a smile spreads over his face, “How amazing! Isn’t that amazing Kriemhild?”
>The tauress grunts in response.
>”So… and I’m sorry for being so unlearned, but what kind of ponies are you?”
>You turn to your sister who shrugs in response.
>Not like the secret isn’t out already.
“We are thirdborns. We possess traits from all three pony tribes.”
>The minotaur remains silent for a moment. His hands clench the fabric of Luna’s cloak, “Third…borns. Not a very pleasant sounding name I think. Pegacorns sounds much better to me.”
>He smiles at his own musing and returns to his work.
>Luna seems to be less pained, and her joint does indeed seem to have reduced in size.
>”So… are there more of you? Thirdborns I mean.”
>>27633957
>You and Luna look to each other once more, unsure of the answer yourselves and uncertain as to how much to divulge regardless.
>”Oh, forgive me for prying! It is not my place…”
“N-no no, it’s okay…” you quickly respond while Luna looks over at you like you are mad, “We are the only two we know of.”
>The minotaur stops his stitch work and raises his head, “Only you two?”
>You nod silently.
>The mino lowers his head, “How sad… though I suppose it is nice to have someone like yourselves to confide in no?”
>That very notion never occurred to you before.
>It’s not like you didn’t know, but rather never focused attention to that fact.
>Luna seems to be feeling the same way.
>Her eyes look softer upon you than they have since arriving in Bovina.
>”Pray tell, are you starting a journey? Your cloaks appear to have little wear upon them-“
>”Anonymous” the tauress says with a warning tone to it.
>The minotaur jumps in his seat, “Right, apologies again for my prying. I am almost done with the repair.”
>Anonymous.
>That is his name.
>How curiou-
>”We are embarking on a new journey actually” Luna responds.
>Both you and Anonymous turn to face your sister.
>A coy smile spreads across her face, “We are adventurers after all my sister and I. Having just wrapped up our last one, we are on the hunt for an all new adventure.”
>What is she doi-
>Anonymous gasps, his hands cover his mouth and he regards your sister with wonder, “Adventurers! You both are adventurers? Truly?!”
>Luna basks in the adoration of the young minotaur while you fume after realizing her goal.
>”Indeed! We have faced danger myriad times and laughed in its face just as many- AH!”
>She winces during her little display of bravery, “We… just happened to get unlucky earlier today” she adds trying to save face.
>She does going by the look of sheer awe on Anonymous' veiled features.
>>27633968
>Anonymous and Luna discuss at length of your “adventures” while you hesitantly agree with Luna’s tall tales.
>Kriemhild regards you both with disinterest the whole time that Anonymous is repairing Luna’s cloak.
>He returns the garb, looking almost like it was before, to your sister.
>”You know, we are going to be traveling towards the next town further inland. The next stop on my pilgrimage. Kriemhild and I could use-“
>”Anonymous” she warns him again.
>He stamps a… hoof? down at her guardian, “Kriemhild, they are adventurers, we could do well with them at our side. And they are the only two of their kind, Kriem…” the young minos pleads with her tauress companion.
>The tauress’ response is cut off by your sister, “Actually, I’m afraid we will have to decline your offer. Our next adventure is already in our sights. Thank you for everything sweet Anonymous and… towering Kriemhild. But we must be off” Luna says pulling you along in her magical grip.
>Surprise courses through you, and judging by the look on Anonymous’ face, him as well.
>”Oh! Ah- but…” he follows you both out into the main room with his guardian right behind him.
“What are you doing?!” you hiss only for your sister to hear.
>”Getting us back on track like you said dear sister. We cannot afford to dally remember? Not even when a handsome young bull is practically clay in ones hooves” she says with a goading tone.
>Your face burns hot.
>”O-okay… Please be mindful of your wing for the next few days!”
>You watch as the minotaur’s head lowers, his voice becomes soft and breathy, but with sincerity behind it, "May the ancients guide your way.”
>The church doors shut behind you and you wriggle free of your sister’s grasp.
>She continues on down the path back towards the tavern.
>You stand firmly planted between her and the church.
>The distance from you to your sister grows, and you imagine the smugness of her smile does too.
>>27633980
>She is right, you have no obligation to help that young bull, but…
“Okay!” you shout.
>Luna’s hooves stop crunching the gravel walkway, you can hear her turn around to face you, “Okay what?” she asks.
>You mumble a response.
>”I’m sorry? What was that sister?”
>You mumble again, slightly louder.
>She trots closer and placed a hoof to her ear, “One more time? I couldn’t quite catch that.”
“Maybe we don’t have to completely prioritize the seed…” you mutter.
>Luna’s smug hum makes your blood boil.
>She slaps your flank and trots back towards the church doors.
>”Plus, I think I may have found us not one but two guides who won’t cost us a single bit!” she chirps.
>You rush to catch up to your sister.
>She leads you back into the church and over to the door where Anonymous and Kriemhild first emerged.
>Before you can stop her, she places a few gentle raps on the door.
>”Coming” Anonymous’ muffled elysian voice calls back.
>The door opens, “Did you need another sleep aid Priest-“
>HIs response stops when his eyes lower and fall upon you forms.
>Your eyes try to make sense of the scene before you.
>Anonymous is…
>HIs horns aren’t present.
>Ears are small and round.
>Face is flat and smooth.
>Eyes are wide with shock but even still the most mesmerizingly handsome shade of green.
>His soft looking lips part and even the panicked shriek escaping his mouth is like music to your ears.
>The charging tauress coming from behind him doesn’t even phase you like it should as you look upon Anonymous' startled form.
>>27633778
man i love your work, just woke up and ready to read!
>>27633991
And that's all I have for now.
For those of you who put in the effort to read though that stream of autism, first I thank you whole heartedly, and next I'd love to hear feedback. What I did right and/or wrong.
This kind of story is really experimental for me, Summer Sun was an adventure story on a smaller scale but I'll be applying some of those elements of foreshadowing and subtle importances in this one just over a wider range. If it seems like it's out of my skill set or just doesn't fit well here, I'd rather hear about it now and consider this a lesson than let this go later as a failure. So anything at all is greatly appreciated.
>>27633998
Thanks Anon! I hope you do enjoy it
>>27633991
I like that story, keep going :)
>>27634041
Really slow ass start. I felt that it would've been better if you cut off Twi in the beginning and just have the whole thing a story on its own without being a flashback.
>>27634041
That was some great green, Frosty. Please continue.
>>27634041
Well, someone got some inspiration from me. It's good, but as >>27634124 said, the start is a little slow and clunky.
>>27634162
Definitely, I'm glad you read this and picked up on that.
>>27634124
That segment has a purpose for the end, and it justifies me using more modern speech for a story that is supposed to be set in the distant past, but I don't disagree. I couldn't really think of a way to streamline that while still keeping the parts I wanted so I cleaned it up the best I could and hoped it doesn't deter too many people.
>>27634131
>>27634062
Thanks Anons
>>27634041
Am working now, so I can't really dig into this but I'm looking forward to it and will comment when I'm done.
It's good to see you writing and posting again, Frosty.
>>27624892
>Your parents always warned you about crazy women, and inviting them inside.
>And the writer of the Daring Do series is as off her rocker as they come.
>That actually explains a lot if you care to think about it.
>After inviting her inside she acted pretty normal; Never even showing the crazy that lay just beneath the surface.
“You want me to tell you what now?”
>”Mr. Mouse it’s pretty obvious what’s going here.”
>No it really isn’t. Not one bit.
“Let’s say I have no clue what you’re talking about, would you mind explaining what’s so obvious?”
>”To tell the truth when I first arrived here my plans were a bit different.”
>Eyeing the writer up you still had no fucking clue what she was on about.
>”But seeing you, it all became ever so clear.”
>Nope, still lost as fuck.
>”Some mare has decided to use you as her scapegoat. Publishing her work in your name, freeing her from any criticism and responsibility.”
>She didn’t think you wrote those books? Well technically you did use a lot of stuff from the books back home but still.
“Miss Yearling I can assure you that those books were written by yours truly.”
>Walking to your side Yearling placed what she must have thought was an assuring hoof on your thigh.
>”Mr. Mouse you’re being used. I really don’t like seeing innocent colts being taken advantage of by some greedy mare.”
>So she was here because she thought you were being used as nothing more than a face.
“Well I can happily say that your fears aren’t needed, I’m not being used. Here, just come with me.”
>Standing up you beckoned the mare to follow you, which she did with some hesitation.
>Leading her to your writing room you opened the door and motioned for her to enter.
>Inside your desk lay littered with stack of papers, various notes spilled haphazardly strewn about.
“There is no mare taking advantage of me, as you can see.”
>Maybe now she’d let up on this crazy notion of hers.
>>27634600
>Back to being Yearling, writer extraordinaire.
>This colt here.
>He was going to be a problem.
>So whatever previous notion you held about him being nothing more than a pawn was trashed.
>He was behind all your recent problems.
>How the buck were you supposed to deal with this now?
>You couldn’t just slap him around like a mare.
>Your mom taught you better than that.
“So you did write everything yourself after all.”
>He looked almost relieved at your admonishment.
>”That’s what I’ve been trying to tell you.”
>This definitely changed things. But you did come here to rectify the situation.
“I’m sorry Mr. Mouse, you may have cleared up my misunderstanding, but you have presented me with another problem.”
>”How so?”
>You forgot how dimwitted colts could be, you’d have to break it down for him.
“See the problem is, how should I put it? Hmm.”
>He looked even more confused than earlier.
>Just another reason in your mind he didn’t belong in the literary world he so casually tried to step into.
“I’ll put it simply, I want you to stop writing. Hang up your typewriter.”
>”What? Why?”
>C’mon colt don’t make this any harder than it has to be.
“Mr. Mouse you’re recent books have made ripples in the pond of some of the more established writers call home.”
>Mainly you.
“And your presence isn’t appreciated.”
>>27634614
>“And your presence isn’t appreciated.”
>It made sense now.
>This wasn’t some nice meeting between two writers.
>She wanted you out of the way.
>It made sense, it really did.
>You weren’t naïve enough to believe that everyone would be happy about you putting some more books out there.
>And from the looks of it, they were cutting into the profits of other authors.
“Okay then.”
>”Excellent. I’m glad you understand that being a writer isn’t a job for a colt.”
“Oh I’m not saying anything like that, I’m not stopping.”
>Yearling seemed to have stiffened at your proclamation.
>Time to drive the point home.
“I’m going to continue writing and there isn’t a single thing you can do about it.”
>”So you won’t stop?”
“Nope.”
>”Well then there’s nothing more to say. You’ll come to regret your decision.”
>Was she threatening you?
>It sure sounded like a threat.
“I think you’ve overstayed your welcome Miss Yearling.”
>Her entire demeanor changed as she departed.
>She was just a small horse, what could she possibly do?
Bin is updated, I'll be traveling south for the next couple days due to finally getting a part in a commercial so no updates till at least friday'ish.
>>27626651
Luna wasn't just a side note, she will have a small part to play coming up. I will say though she won't be a big part, but will be involved in the whole thing.
So, quick no reason question: which do you horsefuckers like more:
https://derpibooru.org/832806?scope=scpe01a9353cb75edbf7f28180839b5b1380fc4b6a3c
or
https://derpibooru.org/772831?scope=scpe9ff998ae43769da14f4af336be3c366e950b1728
I'm asking because no reason...
>>27634041
I like it. It was a slow start, as others already stated, but overall this story holds promise, and i'll be following ituncomfortably close
>>27634693
First. Definitely first.
>>27632264
>>27632575
>>27632587
>>27632604
Haha wow. This is why we need more thread vigilance.
>>27634693
First ones, second ones will give the ponies nightmares.
>>27633991
>>His soft looking lips part and even the panicked shriek escaping his mouth is like music to your ears.
>>The charging tauress coming from behind him doesn’t even phase you like it should as you look upon Anonymous' startled form.
kek
That's a great place to end it.
>>27634041
Would read more.
>>27632575
>>27632587
>>27632604
>tfw someone posts your own work
I'm flattered, really. But shut the fuck up regardless.
>>27634693
What should more realistically happen: Second one.
What we want to happen: First one.
>>27634680
>no updates till at least friday'ish.
fug
>>27634041
took a life time to read but 10/10 I'd fuck anon
>>27634780
You brought it here.
>>27634861
Keep telling yourself that.
>Nerdy stallion
>Marely mare
How?
Here's hoping to update.
>"Attendant, could you go fetch me some fried bananas and cinnamon toast? I desire more for lunch."
>"Yes, your majesty."
>Trying to focus on your breakfast, you find it difficult not to occasionally glance at your Aunt and her slightly bulging belly.
>Not to mention her cravings.
>While she doesn't spend as much time here, only handling court on occasions, when she is, it's hard to miss her.
>Ponies gravitate towards her, mares looking to congratulate her and look for a chance to get in on the royal family, and colts wishing her and her child to be well.
>A child, like Shining wants...
>And boy has he tried.
>If you didn't clean out his seed after it's had time to try, you'd look pretty heavy into a pregnancy of your own.
>Not that you're complaining about the sex, it's just, if it hasn't taken yet, it might just be the wrong time.
>But then there's Luna's belly.
>Barely a few months after their married, and she's already with a foal, even with the weight of fall setting in.
>It makes you feel... empty.
>Rising up, you excuse yourself from the table, lunch half eaten and left behind.
>You need to take a walk, clear your head.
>Passing through the front door, a guard joins you, following just behind.
>But rather than entering the city, you walk into the gardens, letting the mellow fragrances wash over you.
>They help calm your mood, but do little to fill the void you feel.
>Sitting on a bench, the guard surprises you by sitting as well.
>"Honey, is something wrong?"
>Looking over, you do a double take when you notice it's Shining under the helmet and armor.
>Letting out a sigh, you look up to the sky.
"It's complicated. Even more than I'd like."
>"Start simple then, Dear, what made you feel blue?"
"Luna, I guess..."
