It's Sun-day: let us bask in Princess Celestia's gentle radiance.
It's pretty ballsy that, during her exile, one of the co-rulers of Equestria gradually became a boogeypone for mother ponies to scare their children with every Nightmare Night. On the other side of the coin, how do you think the common pony views Princess Celestia? Has it always been that way?
>Has it always been that way?
With her absolute monarchy in place and her control of the empire undisputed for 1000 years, Celestia is their god empress. A lesser god given form.
Aww yiss, Sunday. I predict the thread's going to be slow as most Americans are asleep.
>It's pretty ballsy that, during her exile, one of the co-rulers of Equestria gradually became a boogeypone for mother ponies to scare their children with every Nightmare Night.
The Royal Ministry of Public Enlightenment did some fine work on that.
>how do you think the common pony views Princess Celestia?
To an average citizen, she embodies everything they should strive for.
>Royal Ministry of Public Enlightenment
War is Peace
Freedom is Slavery
Friendship is Magic
Do not question it. Thinking is letting the enemy win.
Not much good art this week.
Threadly draw request for sunbutt to be drawn as
Balalaika from Black Lagoon.
I have. Several times, no takers. Nice numbers btw.
Her wings look really nice
Have any of you actually given thought as to how to woo her? I mean sure, once you get transported to Equestria chances are you will meet her, but actually getting to spend time with her might be hard, much less confessing your love. For me, I'd try to get a position in the castle.
Unfortunately it would be an uphill climb. Imagine how many potential suitors or downright obsessed individuals have approached Celestia in the last century. You'd better give her a little more than 'praise the sun', she's heard that one at least once a decade.
>You'd better give her a little more than 'praise the sun'
>only one man ever had that privilege
>some wounds never heal, they only scar over
Definition of waifu and various afterlife speculations aside,let's think for a minute. You're the only one of your kind in Equestria, an alien from another dimension no less. Even if you hadn't any education back on Earth, which I doubt, you could still offer a ton of knowledge about your home planet and its inhabitants. This alone would make you worthy of her time. Talk about casual things, try not to spill too much spaghetti, slowly grow more accustomed to life there, and you'll be fine.
Also, it's more of my headcanon, but I imagine she would enjoy talking to someone who stands at more or less her eye level. She probably isn't comfortable with having to look down on everyone around all the time.
>I'd try to get a position in the castle.
That's another way to do it. Hell, I'd even volunteer to be a janitor in the castle
and do it for freeif it meant being closer to her.
This subject is worth thinking about, but that's all I could come up with for now.
So good news, Fizzling Magma is all done. Save a quickie epilogue, that story is over so I can get back to QS. I know I've been missing for awhile but I'm hoping next Sunday to have the next chapter. It's been sitting half done for awhile and I have a good idea where to go with it.
Been dropping hints about what's going to happen in it the last couple of threads, wonder if anyone will remember
Become a troublemaker. Or rather, purposely wander into trouble.
Being a unique being, Equestrian law would probably be very hazy as to what would need to be done with you for getting into trouble. This would mean that an ultimate verdict fpr punishment would need to come from the law makers themselves. AKA Celestia and Luna. Since Luna is probably asleep during the day, it then falls to Celestia.
It wouldn't be big stuff. Being disorderly in public. Pissing of guards. Play mean jokes on ponies. Other things like that.
Again with the whole "Alien" thing. She can't very well hand out a punishment that has even a remote chance of harming you, as she just doesn't know your limits and it would be a scandal of the only alien in the world was hurt while in her care. You would get a slap on the wrists at best. Even on the off chance she DOES pull out the stops, you can just make it out as you having pre-existing behavior problems, cultural differences, or, god fucking forbid, pull the "Racism" card.
When you get sent to her, subtly get to know her. Talk about what she is doing or how her day is going while keeping the jackass persona going. Once it gets to the point she can't take it anymore, she'll have to give you an assignment that keeps you close to her so she can watch you. From there, become her assistant of sorts. Now you're in. Become her closest friend and confidant since most of her time is spent with you. Change her opinion of you from "insufferable" to "can't imagine life without." After that is up to you.
I think it'd be rather easy to get some alone time with her if you play up the fact that you're from a far more advanced society.
Ponies are basically living in the Middle Ages -- barring out-of-place things like Manehattan skyscrapers and gag- or plot-devices that use electricity, of course -- if you look at the average level of technology used; for instance, they still grow and harvest food manually, using very few appliances, and the military seem to harbour no weapon more advanced than a spear. In the real world, things like the agricultural- and the industrial revolution didn't happen by chance, they were destined to come about. Just the same, they are destined to happed in horseland as well.
Sure, there is magic in Equestria, and physics might not work the same way, but it's still much the same in a broader sense. With your knowledge of human past, you could basically be a messiah from the future, able to guide ponies into a glorious new age of technological advancements. I'm sure Celestia wouldn't mind a chat with you,
and ultimately falling for the hot monkey D.
She's so lovely. The sun will be up in about an hour here, I am eager to praise.
Although it's never too early to praise.
To woo her you say?
Why not train and orchestrate a choir of ponies with Fluttershy to perform a sunday gospel-type perfomance at the Castle?
Praise the sunshine brothers and sisters!
>When you get sent to her, subtly get to know her
I actually remember reading an eqg story like that. It started with anon being sent to Principal Celestia's office one day
for the umpteenth timebecause he was disrupting the class. He grew on her by being a trouble maker. Plot developed from then on and seemed pretty realistic. Wide spectrum of feels, happy ending and sexy times confirmed
Nope. Pic related. >>19827068
>I'd even volunteer to be a janitor in the castle
I suppose this is meant to be funny but it's just nonsensical in a bad way.
What would be Celestia's average wingpower?
I think its hilarious personally. Luna's is pretty funny too.
>how do you think the common pony views Princess Celestia?
would it be cliché to say 'second mother'? - I love the idea of a big burly construction pony doffing his hard hat when Princess Celestia comes to inspect the building.
> how do you think the common pony views Princess Celestia? Has it always been that way?
I think that the commoners might have always seen Celestia as someone of great importance.
Treating her with respect and such, as is fitting of royalty.
Over the centuries they may have placed her on a higher pedestal and now praise her as a living goddess.
Weather she is or not however, well always be something of a debate.
>Have any of you actually given thought as to how to woo her?
I'd try and get something at the castle, preferably something with some authority and responsibility.
That way I can show her my worth and what I'm capable of.
Something either like an adviser or a guardsman who eventually replaces Shining Armor, since he's gonna spend a lot of time in the Crystal Empire.
After getting such a position, I'd just give her something nice here and there, just to say "I was thinking of you" as I pass by on my way to my duties, not an everyday thing, cause that can easily back fire. It's gotta be something both sweet and kinda small, so that when you finally confess to her you can bring out your all.
Yea, I'm rambling, but whatever.
she's certainly not small.
That's an argument that's gone on forever. I personally think around 5'8" or so. Somewhere around eye level.
Come on, anon, that's lewd and a little creepy.
You could make a joke of it, and be the Castle tea-lady instead, wheeling a little tureen around with a small selection of cakes on the trays underneath. Hungry Guard ponies could grab a snack!
>...and tell Silverwing she owes me for a week's buns.
It doesn't have to be sexual for it to feel good.
>Brushing Day is the one half-day Celestia allows herself per month
>one clear half-day, no ifs and buts
>one thorough brushing while the jewellery is left with the cleaners, with enough time fr a check of her wings before taking a trip through the steam room and sauna
>this leaves a Princess refreshed, without the abstract nagging guilt of taking a holiday
AND IT FEEEEEEELS! AND IT FEEEEEEELS!
>not touched, but loved and cherished, and to love and cherish in kind
goddamn that shirt is so cute on her shirt. I love it.
It's simple and cheap looking, like those low priced toddler shirts you seen in warehouse type clothe store with half ass effort put in it, but that's the charm of it
Even when his wife is the Princess, Anon still works hard to provide for them, so that they do not have to dig into the treasury.
Forgive me, Sunbros, for I have sinned...
In the past week, while still praising our beloved Celestia, another gradually worked its way into my view, and I started to praise her also.
Now I am torn between the two. I am still loyal to the sun
mama didn't raise no Lunafag, but I know not which sun to praise anymore. How can I be forgiven?
In the end she is somewhat of a mini-sun. Explore your curiosity. Should you come back we well welcome you with open arms, but should you find happiness, then this sunfag wishes you well.
Imagine Celestia lamenting this on her balcony, wishing for Anon to return to her.
well we look forward to seeing your work.
Stay Strong, glorious bastard
I sometimes imagine celestia is a smelly pony
After hearing every verse of "You Are My Sunshine" for the first time, I can't bring myself to ever do that to her. I'm picturing this from her perspective, and it completely breaks my heart.
I'm sorry. I don't know what came over me. Sunset is wonderful, but she can't compare with Celestia in the slightest.
I want to rub celly's sunny cunt and get her sun juices on my hand and lick it off. then i cum in her eye
>tfw you will never get a lapdance from sunbutt while this plays
>You will grow older
>You will find yourself becoming more sociable outside the computer
>You will meet someone who makes your heart flutter
>You will get to know them, laugh with them, love them
>You will fall in love with someone real
>You will do all the things you swore in your youth you wouldn't
>You will get married, you will buy a house, have a career, do normal human things
>You will visit /mlp/ less and less, then eventually never again
>You will grow even older, you will become forgetful and the world will leave you behind
>You will watch your friends and family grow older and move on
>You will eventually be alone again
>You will walk quietly in your empty house wondering how you're back to where you were so long ago
>You will find your old harddrives and take a stroll down memory lane
>You will find your private Celestia folder
>You will feel the memories flood back of your time on /mlp/, praising the sun, swearing to keep her in your heart forever
>You will find your favorite picture of Celestia and begin to weep, realizing you broke that promise decades ago
>You will whisper you're sorry
>She will whisper it is ok
>With blurry vision, you'll feel the warmth of the sun on your face
>She will tell you it is the greatest gift for all her subjects to live a full and happy life
>She will place a hoof on your shoulder and invite you to come home to her now
>You will agree softly
>You will finally hug your waifu
>She will say she missed you
>You will tell her the same
>The weight of old age and the pain of loneliness would be gone
>Only her warmth, only her light....
>Have first formal meeting with Celestia after a research accident zaps you to Equestria
>Everybody else bows
>Ponies get super uncomfortable
>Twilight, who first found you, awkwardly tells you to prostrate yourself
>Celestia ignores it and you go about your business
>Pulls you aside later
>"Why did you not bow?"
>Her tone is not accusatory, but rather curious
"My ancestors fought a bloody, terrible war against a monarch who treated them unjustly. Ever since, my people do not bow."
>Celestia stares at you for a moment, before nodding in a solemn sort of way
>But, under her regal demeanor, you see a hint of wonderment
>"Why did you not bow?"
"THE FUCK YOU SAY"
>Celestia glided gracefully onto the balcony of her tower.
>On a good day, she could look out across Equestria, it's mountains and rivers seemingly laid at her hooves.
>Today was not a good day.
>Rain scattered harshly all around her, pelting her with thousands of tiny blows.
>The polite, modest smile she normally wore had buckled like some tired bridge.
>For you had gone to be with another.
>She had nodded, said she understood.
>After all, it was not fair to ask such a thing of you.
>Life would become…complex to say the least.
>Running the empire would get in the way.
>Your love would have been at the mercy of politics.
>Never being left alone, or having time to do what most couples do.
>Marriage would be complicated and she had not even begun to think about foals.
>Above all, one day, you would go to a place she could not follow.
>Despite her attempts to rationalize, the pain persisted.
>She thought herself above such things like jealousy and bitterness.
>Sadly, her chin rested against the cold bannister, indifferent to the rain.
>All this power and none of it could be used to make you love her again.
>Instead, she would have to watch as the one she loved...loved someone else.
>She will never hear you call her Sunshine again.
>She won't ever get the chance to make you hers.
>Knowing you would not hear, she mouthed a small handful of words.
>"I couldn't grow old with you. I had hoped you would try loving me anyway."
>Of course, you didn't answer. You weren't there.
>Turning back into the castle, she glances over her shoulder, knowing you were out there. Somewhere.
>"I guess not."
>it's like a mirror of all my feels
except I'll aways think about her
So what are the best Celestia x Anon/Human stories out there? Pastebin or Fimfic, whatever.
Check here. This is a paste of stories that some anon had put together.
You can't go wrong with whats there. Last I heard he was putting together an imgur of a bunch of screen caps he had too.
>not backing up every paste you read to Evernote
>not leaving behind a confusing mess for when your heart goes and they break down your door because you haven't been seen in like two weeks and they find you wedged in the tub next to your laptop precariously balanced on the edge of the tub and you're all surrounded by tokens of your waifuism and the cops have no idea and are just scratching their heads wondering what's up with this weirdo
>not saving all the stories you've read
someone did this ? you wanna share ?
>implying I don't have my favorite stories, both greentext and prose, saved in a separate folder
I was simply pointing out the flaw.
I fucking hate it when they nuke their pastebin
>I miss Equitech
in AIE 300 I jokingly requested a Celestia >RAPE story
He made 6 parts of it
its so good
The kingdom getting real as much as possible
She's more horse like in my head, smaller eyes but still big enough captcha: iscentx Lewd
SO for the sake of starting some discussion and in hopes that a writefag well show up.
I know this may cause some sort of drama, but whatever.
What are some of your headcanons concerning Celestia,
I've always had this feeling that her exceptionally long life has made her knowledgable and skilled about a huge number of things. However, she has to sort of hide this archive of knowledge as not to come off as arrogant. While she's tried virtually every hobby you can imagine, only a small few truly interest her. If you could get her to talk about those pastimes, she would talk about them at length.
If she was the same as Twilight (in that was normal pony and became alicorn) I like to think she was a gardener before she ascended. I also like to think it was reluctant, her life was the palace gardens and she was a very happy with having a calm, simple life.
Maybe she and her sister Luna ran from their homes (whether it was Earth Ponies, Pegasi, or Unicorns), to escape the bitter feuding and famine.
They were then taken in by some hermit monks, who saw their true destiny to unite the tribes. They achieved alicorn status upon mastering the movements of their respected celestial bodies, thereby ensuring harmony across the land.
Looking unlikely this week. Woke up to a dead hard drive, killing my computer. Disk Warrior has been crunching on it for about eight hours now.
>tfw even though it has all my academic work I'm more pissed about my ponies
>and my fucking Pass
>and my tripcodes
It's a tragedy that you lost your work, and your ponies. Though eventually you'll get a new hard-drive, and start anew. New tripcodes, fresh stories, the works. Things always change, but she'll be there when you need her most
refer to >>19827543
>Go to Fillydelphia
>Want to take pictures of things
>But also want to take pictures of Celestia's magnificent rear end
>Keep telling her to stop and stand facing away from you
>By the fifth picture she finally questions this
>"Anon? Why must I be positioned this way when you take a photo?"
"I want it to be more of an...umm...action shot! Like you are walking toward the city!"
>Celestia giggle and stands the way you asked
>Facing away looking up
>Her ass center frame
>It's always sunny in fillydelfia
Oh, you know, only what's expected of me.
>Slay an asshole dragon
>Stop a catastrophe
>Kick Discord in the dick
You know, everyday stuff
Ey, despite the irrelevance can someone kind enough tell me how to edit screwgle docs through phone? And does the little stars indicate a useless feature, a rating system or what
Here's something very simple
I fuckin' love this
As long as Celestia and Luna's respective celestial bodies exist, so will they.
>"Anon, may I speak with you?"
"What is it dear?"
>"I received a concerning letter from Fluttershy today"
"Yellowquiet, What does she want?"
>"She says that while you were on your last mission, you happened to encounter Discord."
"Oh yea I remember, I was on my way to stop Tirek...again. Why whats wrong?"
>"Apparently you two had a confrontation."
"Yea, while I was speaking with Twilight, he kept interrupting out conversation on how to stop him. He went on and on, about how Tirek wouldn't have been stopped the first time if weren't for him."
"Well he was being a colossal dick, so I kicked him in the dick"
"Yep, right in the dick. You should have seen his face as he went down, priceless"
>"Why would you do such a thing?"
"Oh come on, he deserved it. And Besides somehow Tirek heard what I did and gave up without a moments hesitation."
>"What am I going to do with you?"
"...I love you..."
>"I love you too,"
7/10 would sensibly chuckle at again
I might have to break my rule of never writing in generals
Fuck you phone
If this picture is still turned, will delete forever
One of my pastebins was already shared. Give me a prompt and I'll see what I can do
Anon and Celestia share a dance at the Grand Galloping Gala?
I think he's just messing around. Besides this is a waifu thread. Anyone looking for that is either trolling or shitposting.
>You are Anon.
>You stand completely baffled as you look at the embossed envelope in your hand.
>You had been in Equestria for almost a year now and apparently you had been invited to something called the "Grand Galloping Gala."
>By Princess Celestia herself no less.
>She was the one that helped you set up house in Canterlot.
>She was also your common companion for early morning tea on the weekends at a little confectionery shop near the castle.
>You weren't baffled that you received an invitation.
>No, Celestia and you had talked about the event just last weekend.
>You were baffled that it was personally addressed to you, from Celestia.
I hope my letter reaches you in good time. I would like to personally extend an invitation to this year's Grand Galloping Gala.
I admit I had wanted to do so in person, but our little morning get together ran long and in my haste it had slipped my mind.
My Party Co-coordinator informs me that it will be a masquerade theme, and while I am sure that means little to one of your 'unique' physique, I would still like you to at least make an attempt.
Inclosed is a credit note so that you might be able to purchase yourself something appropriate for the occasion.
>Guess you had to go-
>As you refold the letter and you notice one further thing written.
>'It is common practice to match your date's attire. Mine dress will be white.'
>A Gala with the Princess.
>Not normally your thing, but she did take the time to write a letter directly to you.
>What could it hurt?
>You set off towards the closest seamstress.
Personally, I write an awful Discord. I fail at the zany chaotic aspect of his character.
OTD! This well be good.
It's okay, no one cares about shipper crap anyway.
>OTD drops by.
Decidedly not. I don't particularly 'get' the Oedipus thing. I haven't written anything for them so I would doubt it.
If you are worried however, I can go back to lurking. I just figured that since your normal Writefags are busy I thought I would stop by.
Please continue, I have no idea what that other anon was talking about, your Principal Celestia and Anon story was great.
>You were beyond glad that was over.
>The pushy pink unicorn that was giving you your fitting was all too hooves on for you.
>You realized that you were still an oddity amongst the pastel ponies native to Equestria.
>But a little professionalism would have been nice.
>If a little 'overeager' remeasuring would get you to spend more time with the white alicorn Princess, then so be it.
>You had to admit, when you first realized your growing feelings for Celestia, it did cause you a few sleepless nights.
>You were a human.
>Not even close.
>That was wrong.
>She certainly made you feel better than any human females you had ever met.
>Some things needed to change.
>They weren't like ponies of earth.
>They could talk.
>They could think.
>Some could even do magic.
>A feat that even humans had never managed.
>At least that you knew of anyway.
>Besides, you were going to be in Equestia for go now.
>It had taken a moment to register that, in your musing, you had been walking the whole time.
>Taking a moment to look around, you found yourself in front of a strange looking shop.
>A weathered wooden sign read 'Pack Mule's Emporium.'
>The shop had no windows.
>You still needed a mask for the Gala.
>You knew you wouldn't be able to find a human shaped one anywhere but this was a good a place as any to start.
>You also realized you had no idea what a Gala mask would even look like.
>You had a few ideas but for the most part this would be the first time you actually spent time around the 'upper crust'.
>You open the wooden door and your eyes are nearly overwhelm by all the oddities you saw surrounding you.
>"Welcom-!! Oh my! Look at you! I've never seen a minotaur like you before!"
>An elderly grey pony stands behind a low counter.
"Hello there, I was wondering if I could ask you a couple questions."
>"Oh, of course, of course. What can ol' Mule help you with?"
So, there was a couple of threads about 4DE's plushies being available for pre-order at some website, but Celestia wasn't among them. Do you think its release was postponed for some reason, like working on her mane?
"I am not really sure if you can help me, but I was invited to the Grand Galloping Gala and-"
>Mule's eyes start to sparkle as he speaks.
>"The Grand Galloping Gala?! I used to be a real hoof-shaker in my youth! What can I help you with?"
>Seems like you found the right stallion.
>You left Pack Mule's shop and headed home.
>You at least felt a little more prepared.
>Turns out the old stallion knew a whole lot.
>The appropriate etiquette you'd be needing
>A vague idea of the dance steps you'd need, adapted for your bi-pedal self of course.
>He was even able to help you with your mask.
>He promised to send it to you via mail once it was ready.
This became more of a brainstorm that came along with my headcanon
I see Celestia as an immortal and unfathomably long-lived pony. Due to her vast experience in life, has been through many emotional hardships, both big and small. Some of these hardships are related to family, friends, students, love interests (or lack thereof) in her past. The pain she felt during and after the imprisonment of her only and beloved sister, who was overcome with envy and strife towards her, adds to the hardships as well. She's so accustomed to being around only her subjects, other leader figures and her only sister for about as long as she's lived.
It doesn't matter to me whether the two were born into royalty or just ascended to alicorns somehow like Twilight
To me, she could be one of or in between these three things romance-wise
1. A possibility of romance has never entered her life before. She doesn't think about it much or take it into serious consideration so she forever remains innocent to this level of love. It only passes through her mind occasionally as a minor inquiry.
2. A possibility of romance has never entered her life before. She takes this seriously early on and promises herself to never view anyone as a potential love interest as a sensible precaution. In that she will not have to feel as much pain when she outlives someone. She thinks on this hard and often and will live the rest of her life curious about and perhaps longing for a mate of sorts.
3. Her past relationships and experiences, whether or not any of them were romantic, have plastered the idea into her head that any romantic relationship she will ever have isn't worth the heartache she will feel for the rest of her everlasting life after they die. Trying to fill this hole with another love sometime later will only make that hole in her heart even bigger than before.
Please let me know of any holes you find my head canon or brainstorm.
I like these. The second one stands out to me. I have a hard time believing that Celestia never loves/loved anyone at all, but I do like the idea of her not really wanting to invest emotionally in a relationship. The idea of her being the bridesmaid but never the bride is something that I think fits her. She might think about it but doesn't act on it. While she may end up lonely, she also isn't hurt, something she considers an acceptable tradeoff.
>You have just encountered what seems to be a spy of some sort, identifying himself as "John Smith."
>After he demands to speak to Celestia alone, she glares coldly at him, saying:
>"You will speak to us both. And as my Royal Guard asked you, you will answer who you are."
>"Very well then. My name is Robert Randall. Dr. Robert Randall. I was a physicist at Los Alamos until recently, specializing in high-energy applications."
"And you are what now?"
>"I would prefer not to say."
"I could give two shits what you prefer not to say. Did you come all the way out here to not say anything?"
>"Very well. I'm a traitor to the human race."
"What exactly do you mean by that?"
>"I think you know what I mean. I'm sorry. I've been working with people who are planning something horrible. I think you know what. In my defense, I didn't know."
>Celestia interrupts. "Enough vagueness. Get to the point."
>Randall, if that really is his name, suddenly pulls out a dangerous looking cylindrical object made of shining metal and glass, in which some substance glows a baleful green.
>You immediately jump between him and Celestia, fearing it is a weapon of some sort. You draw your own gun.
"Put that down. Now. And step back with your hands folded on the back of your head."
"Now what is that thing? It looks like a weapon."
>Your hand tenses on the trigger finger.
>"It's a bomb, but not --"
"You brought a bomb here?"
>"It's not to be used against you, but by you! Though that wasn't its purpose."
>"That will take some time."
"Then let's do it somewhere a little more out of the way. You carry that thing."
>It wouldn't do to leave it sitting in the middle of a trail. You walk a distance into the woods, hacking a path with your machete.
>When you get a safe distance in, Celestia clears a small area for you to talk.
>Randall launches into a narrative.
"I've been working in mostly government projects through my career, mostly in high energy nuclear physics. I've also, for want of a better word, dabbled in well, what you might call magic. I don' t mean
like card tricks or anything. I mean --"
"I think I know exactly what you mean," says Celestia. "Go on."
"Well, naturally, I was embarrassed by this, because I knew as a scientist there was no objectively measurable evidence for any of this. So I kept my interests a secret, lest it become a professional
embarrassment. This was until a couple years ago, when I stumbled on a semi-secret mailing list of people with similar interests, that is, establishing some scientific basis for magic, or at least the possibility
of it in, well, other potential universes. Anyway, most of the people on the list were basically unqualified and most of what got posted was, to be blunt, utter bullshit. But there was one guy, at KEK in Japan,
a Dr. Teruki Nishimura, who was actually doing what looked like serious work on the subject.
"Basically, he was making predictions. So I took it off list and got in touch directly with Dr. Nishimura. Basically, his predictions were that if there were other universes, and they were magic, there
would be intermittent areas of weakness between them. Holes in the barrier, if you will. It was sort of convoluted, but at least the way he described it, you would basically need magic to predict them. So I
was kind of stumped as to what to do. I couldn't just watch the entire world. Then I realized that with my job, I actually did have the equipment to do just that. Dr. Nishimura's theory predicted that some matter
would flow back and forth at certain times. Given the different physics magic would have, there would be particles not predicted by the Standard Model.
"So the idea was pretty simple. I'd just look for bursts of these particles. It turned out nobody else was looking for anything like them."
>very open ended, but also very reasonable. It also has some element for ambiguity, which I can get behind.
Please elaborate for me. I really want to delve into this further. I was trying to hit a broad point about her personality.
>im stealing it
If you think it will make for better pony Celestia x anon stories or better interpretation of her personality in the future, you'd better preach that shit.
>The second one stands out to me
Yes, this one would seem to be sensible to the wise, caring and immortal matriarch like herself who lives among only mortals other than her Lulu. However loneliness can take their toll on anyone's conscience, it can probably be more severe for an immortal.
"Needless to say, I did this clandestinely and without keeping any records at the lab. Falsifying records and logs. There was no way I could explain to my employers that I was seriously looking for
magic from another dimension. This was crackpot, mad scientist stuff. But I kept at it, taking the data home with me when I left every night by swallowing a USB stick and, well, you can figure out how I retrieved
it when I got home.
"Anyway, I'm not really cut out for this spy stuff, and after a couple months, the discrepancies in what I said I was doing and the lack of data about it alerted the bean counter types and it was obvious that
for whatever reason, I was misappropriating the equipment. For some reason, they thought I was involved in some kind of accounting scam to make money. I don't know, maybe someone else did that. But
I confessed to that in return for making it a quit or be fired thing. For some reason, I found that less embarrassing than admitting to being a crackpot. At least I'd be able to get a job after this.
"But I still had one last batch of data. And they didn't think of cutting me open. I'm pretty surprised they didn't go full national security on me, but I guess they had already blamed me for something trivial
and so long as I wasn't a spy or something, they'd just fire me and let it go.
"Lo and behold, the last batch of data had a rapidly increasing burst of strange matter. I mean, not that kind of strange matter, just matter that was strange. The epicenter was in southern Washington
State. So I looked back over the last few batches of data, and there was a similar but fainter pattern, accelerating rapidly. I couldn't be sure exactly, but a crude guess from just plotting a graph and
extrapolating said it would spike in about a week.
"So I contacted Dr. Nishimura, and we met up. He had somehow managed to obtain enough observational equipment for a crude lab. I didn't ask how."
>You are Celestia.
>It was finally the big night.
>The Gala was here.
>You were standing on the landing of the castle's massive staircase.
>Beside you, your sister and your protégé stood with you, greeting all the various ponies.
>You, however, were waiting for your date.
>He wouldn't be that difficult to spot, considering his stature.
>After what felt like an hour, you spotted him.
>And so did everyone else.
>You had to hoof it to him, he looked great.
>His normal black suit was replaced with a white suit in a similar style with golden edge embroidery.
>He wore no tie, instead his dress shirt was collarless.
>Strangest of all was his mask, it seemed crafted to perfectly match the design of your own.
>Ponies politely moved to the side as Anonymous climbed the long stars towards you.
>Luna managed to keep her composure, Twilight however...
>You think you might even see a little drool.
>"Twilight! Great to see you again."
>He shakes her hoof.
>She doesn't even manage a coherent mumble.
>"Luna. Your looking lovely this evening."
>He then turns to you.
>You could see his emerald eyes twinkling behind his mask.
>You raise your hoof to be shaken.
>He kisses it.
>Someone's been teaching him.
>He rests his gloved hand on the saddle of your dress.
>You turn your head towards Luna and Twilight.
"I look forward to seeing you both inside."
>Luna nods at you and you let yourself be lead inside.
>"Your dress is lovely, and I love what you've done with your mane."
>Anon's comments cause a light warmth in your cheeks.
>"Yes, the Element of Generosity made it for me, I am glad to hear you like it."
>The white and gold dress featured a triple covering of your flank and tail, with a stylized version of your cutie mark on either side.
>He lead you to the ballroom door and the guards nodded at you.
>"Presenting. Your Highness Princess Celestia and Anonymous the human."
>All eyes turned towards you and Anon.
>"And this would be the location where I appeared on Earth," said Celestia, who has listened quietly.
>Randall nods solemnly. "You were not all that came through, though. Dr. Nishimura approached the portal as it was opening."
"And where were you?"
>"I said that I felt this was imprudent. I opted to remain with the equipment and collect data and, if possible, any matter that I could contain."
"What happened then?"
>"The amount of energy involved basically went off the scale, at least for the kind of equipment we had. I saw Dr. Nishimura walk directly into it, and for a moment, I swear I could see right through him."
>Randall shuddered. "And then he disappeared. What came back -- he didn't come back alone."
"What do you mean?"
>"The man I knew was gentle. A bit odd and aloof maybe, but now, he was ranting. Raving. About how we could be gods and rule the Earth together. Not just the Earth. Every possible Earth."
"So this device, this bomb, you said it was. What does all this have to do with that?"
>"It's part of the plan. That device is powered by unstable magical matter, temporarily stable. If it is detonated at the right time and place, in combination with Nishimura and his. . .passenger, it'll --"
>Celestia suddenly speaks up.
>"It will blow the barrier between Earth and Equestria wide open."
>Randall nods glumly.
>"You fools! Do you have any idea what that will do?"
>"I do now," says Randall. "That's why I am here."
"So why bring this bomb?"
>"Calibrated the wrong way, or that is, the right way, it will do the opposite. It will obliterate the connection between the dimensions once and for all, and banish the visitors from our dimension."
>Celestia thinks about this. "That is, to my dimension."
>"I hadn't thought of that," admits Randall.
>"That will not be an issue. There, he is a problem I have dealt with before and will deal with again."
"So what do we do with this?"
>"See this big red button?"
>"Well, that's not it."
"So, how do we detonate it, then?"
>Randall demonstrates a somewhat complicated maneuver involving turning several rings in opposite directions, repeating it until you memorize it.
>"And you simply do this at the height of the breakthrough."
>"Whatever you want to call it. As you walk through it."
"So you're suggesting that I set off a bomb I'm carrying in a door I'm walking through?"
>"The device should be physically harmless."
>What choice do you have? Do we have?"
>Celestia speaks. "The alternative is that the entirety of magic comes through to Earth and the worst of your Earth comes through to Equestria. Like your nuclear weapons. Neither world is likely to survive."
>You remember Celestia could practically accidentally wipe out the power grid or even all the communications satellites in orbit just by existing.
>Randall says "In a sense, it is like bringing matter and anti-matter together. It is madness. But Nishimura thinks he can control it. Rule it."
"Yet you helped create this thing."
>"Nishimura apparently already had the plans for a containment device, and a prototype. The bomb simply un-contains it, very rapidly."
>Randall sighs. "That part is a crude approximation of one of my own designs, for other purposes. But it will do."
"So how do we know you're not just some kind of double agent?"
>"You don't, really, but if I were, wouldn't I have just done something crude like shoot you?"
"No offense, but you don't look like the shooting sort."
>"Look. I am someone who did something foolish. Who believed we could do something great for humanity. But I see a disaster in the works, and I have to do something to stop it."
"So why don't you just do it yourself?"
>Randall shrugs. "I guess I could come up with some excuse, but I'll just face it. I'm a coward. I'm afraid."
"Isn't Dr. No going to notice his device is missing?"
>"Yes, probably. Pretty soon. My crude LED lit copy of it won't hold up to scrutiny."
"Is Dr. No going to be after you?"
"In fact, why isn't he here right now?"
>"He's waiting for you. In San Jacinto."
>"Because where else would you go?"
"So what are you going to do now?"
>"I'm going to disappear. In fact, if you don't mind, I will take my leave now."
>"Not quite yet," says Celestia, holding Randall still.
>Celestia grasps the device in her magic, scrutinizing it closely. "It seems to be what he says it is. It poses no physical danger."
>With a curt nod, Celestia says "You may go."
>Randall turns to go. "Good luck."
"We'll all need it."
>Without a further word, he departs, walking quickly into the night.
"Do you think it's a trap?"
>"I sense that human was being sincere, but yes."
"What do you mean?"
>"Even if Randall took that device, we have no choice but to take it to exactly the person who wants it. Wrap that thing in the black blanket and stow it away."
>You do as you're told, putting it securely in the right saddlebag, covering it with other items and balancing the weight again.
>The device, as small as it is, is remarkably heavy.
>"There's one good thing about this."
"Really? You think so?"
>"We're unlikely to be harassed on the way there any more. We both have the same plans, and they involve being at the portal when it opens, with the device. So there's that."
"I suppose that's one good part of deliberately walking into a trap. The guy laying the trap isn't going to try to stop you from doing it."
>"Just try to consider it a vacation."
"A vacation that ends with Armageddon."
>Suddenly, you feel a force grasp you by the chin and turn your head slightly. The Princess looks you directly in the eyes.
>"None of this defeatism. We will prevail. Harmony always prevails."
>You hope she's right.
"One other thing."
"Back when you called me a Royal Guard, did you really mean that?"
>"Do I look like the sort of Princess who says anything she does not mean?"
>Royal Guard. You like the sound.
De-tripping post. Sorry for the crappy formatting in the two narrative parts. Should look better on the Pastebin. Decided it would just uglify the thread even more to reformat and repost, especially for people who auto-update which is anyone with any sense.
Praise the Sun. And Disk Warrior, which reconstructed a thrashed node structure and a bunch of cross-linked files. Nothing of value was lost.
You see, the thing is that almost all of /mlp/ think that celestia x discord is a totally unnecessary ship forced by Hasbro. Want to take a guess who it was for? The target audience for the guys-in-suits of Hasbro of course; The little girls. Not us.
Though your not entirely wrong, the ship is not promoted by hasbro at all. This shit ship is entirely fanon and has not basis for even being considered. Anyway enough. Just ignore the cancerous one.
It's the ship they hate and such. The damn thing is constantly shoved down their throats. And last I checked most have come to ascent what happened in the comics, despite how shit it was. No it's the fact that dislestia is forced and usual only posted to troll.
Damn, the shitposters are out in force tonight.
It was going to be a continued story about Anon and Celestia finding romance, while trying to skirt around Luna and the rest of the Royal Court from finding out, due to political concerns.
Eventually, Luna caves, confesses her feelings to Anon, who is forced to divulge his relationship with Celestia Luna wants to share
However, with that in play, avoiding the scrutiny of Equestrian nobles becomes far, far more difficult, and eventually, a group of nobles finds out and threatens to drop the hammer on them (Damaging the sisters' status and credibility, reducing their political power as a result) unless Anon breaks up with them.
He does, and the sisters collapse emotionally, resulting in anarchy. Anon snaps too, using the anarchy as a cover for murdering the woman behind the conspiracy
Eventually, he comes clean with the sisters and confesses everything, including what he had done.
Despite it all, they forgive him, and give him a position of power to help re-establish royal control.
Anon marries the two sisters, in an unprecedented event giving him absurd amounts of power. He then uses said power to improve the world as a whole. Anon becomes a father of four, two children from both sisters. And Anon, the Sisters, and Equestria as a whole were never stronger.
Oh, forgot to add, it's still in the same universe as A Simple Massage. The story would be done episodically, with each episode essentially coming together as a whole story, but the series stringing together in a coherent timeline.
There was also an alternate path that I was kind of leaning towards;
Rather than going all geopolitical on it, I had considered keeping it simple, with Anon and Celestia falling in love, and Celestia relinquishing power to Luna so that she may live her life with Anon. A shorter arc, yes, but i can't help but feel it'd come out nicer.
it means a lot to know you actually look forward to my writing i'll work on it some this weekend
Keep everything the same, except when Generic Dumbass Noble #24,531 attempts to blackmail the princesses, they get backhanded by Anon and chucked in the dungeon after being publicly discredited and stripped of title.
You don't fuck with your rulers.
I understand but I just prefer my futas to be actual futanaris.
I like that one more, to be honest. Not to pressure you or anything, I'm just not a big fan of polygamy and similar harem bullshit.
The optimal solution would be to do both paths, of course.
These two are so qt together.
Although, they probably start choking the shit out of each other the second they are out of their parents's sight.
How would you Anons go about raising them?
Would you let their mother Celestia take care of it and teach them most of their pony heritage.
Or would you teach teach them about their human linage?
I've actually had compliments on the paint job by people who hate ponies and they are none the wiser.
I don't see it as sad, I've accepted it, though you are right that adoption is an option, I'm just not quite ready to take on the responsibility of being a parent. Soon.
All in good time Anon, all in good time.
I didnt choose the waifu life, the waifu life chose me.
You speak crazy. Beside EQG is Meghan's thing an she hates all shipping that isn't flashlight, so I'd say not to worry. And if anything multiverse, can't steal waifu, yadda, yadda.
What this anon >>19844937 said.
We should be lucky that we got it since his hard drive apparently died on him.
On that note we are missing a few others.
No update with the Affinity of the Sun
Haven't heard from 420praisehardest and his story. I often looked forward to that.
And Chuck seems to me MIA as well, maybe planning something.
Guess we'll just have to be patient.
Fizzles said he was going to give Quite Sunsets his attention now, so there's that to look forward too.
Gotta say we have a good line up for next week for sure.
If he decides to show up
Looking to close his story out soon
Quiet Sunsets now may get his full attention.
Has an idea for an interesting story, can't wait to see how he goes about it.
Hoping he'll continue to join us for a bit or until the conclusion of his story.
Then we have others we can hope to eventually come back to us.
I know he started in the young Celestia threads, but with them pretty much gone maybe he'll continue here.
Anyway we have a lot to look forward too. Just gotta hang in there.
Hobby hasn't come back and probably never will
I haven't read 420's yet, I should when I'm up to it
I don't think Kerberos is going to continue here, if even
What I really want to see? Fizzles
Goddamn it why include a changeling twist? Just wanted something without that much conflict, still the top thing I want to read
Hurts my eyes.
praising via phone
>Celestia's horn hums and glows
>lifting a hoof distractedly, she detaches her horn and raises it to her ear
>"Hello? - Yes? - Ah. Yes, yes, your praise is always welcomed. Yes, thank you. Yes. You're most welcome. Thank you. Yes. Goodbye. 'Bye."
>You are Anon.
>You thanked your forethought to have a pair of gloves made.
>Otherwise, Celestia might have started feeling you sweating buckets.
>Granted, this was their Sun Princess so you figured something along these lines would have happened.
>Just not to this extent.
>You had managed to stay stock still despite the very apparent want to flee back to your home.
>You were used to a few odd glances, even the occasional stare from curious foals.
>This was, however, completely different.
>You felt as if every pair of eyes was boring into you, judging you.
>That last part was probably only in your head.
>For the most part.
>You could see some with disdain for you clear on their pastel faces.
>"Just ignore them Anon."
>Celestia whispers into your ear as you both head down into the waiting swathes of ponies, as if reading your mind.
>"They are more likely jealous of you."
>That was mildly reassuring.
>Soon you were swarmed by all kinds of ponies.
>Everypony wanted to speak to Celestia.
>For the most part you were, at best, ignored.
>At worse, you were referred to as one of Celestia's exotic menagerie.
>This had, quite literally, gone on for hours.
>You were thankful that the mask covered your face as your blood boiled at the comments.
>Were this any other time you probably would be livid.
>But this was for Celestia.
>Her calming presence beside you, one of her wings now absently brushing your shoulder.
>"I assure all of you, Anonymous is neither my pet, nor one of the exotic animals that have taken refugee in my castle. He is a dear friend, moreover his is my date and I can tell your comments to the contrary are quite upsetting."
>Apologies came flooding from the ponies surrounding you.
>You realized that your hand had been squeezing Celestia's back.
>Embarrassed, you look away from her.
>She said something else but with the blood rushing to your ears you really couldn't make it out.
>The ponies around you dispersed.
>"Come with me for a moment Anon."
Your eyes must suck
This is what she has to put up with every night. She can't get some proper sleep ever since that cereal caller keeps disturbing her
>someone is calling while she's sleeping
>this shit again
>"Praise the sun."
>it's that guy again...
"Yes yes, praise and whatnot. why do you disturb me in the middle of the night?"
>"Praise the sun."
>these are the only three words he can mutter
"Stop calling me! Goodbye-"
>"The sun! Praise, PRAISE!"
>what does he want now?
>with a hissing tongue finding the calm nature it needs, she says,
>"...Praise. Sun sun praise the sun, praise. The? The sun! Praise sun praise sun..."
>and this goes on for a minute more
REMOVE CHANGELING remove changeling
you are worst bug. you are the bug idiot you are the bug smell. return to canterlot. to our canterlot cousins you may come our contry. you may live in the zoo….ahahahaha ,nightmare moon we will never forgeve you. elements rascal FUck but fuck asshole bug stink moon sombra sombra..bug genocide best day of my life. take a bath of dead bugs..ahahahahahNIGHTMARE MOON WE WILL GET YOU!! do not forget summer sunn celebration .discord we kill the king , discord return to your precious statue garden….hahahahaha idiot bug and nightmares smell so bad..wow i can smell it. REMOVE CHANGELING FROM THE PREMISES. you will get caught. laughter+kindness+loyalty+generosity+honesty+magic=kill nightmare moon…you will summer sunn celebration/ celestia alive in equestria, celestia making ruling of equestria. fast crown celestia equestria. we are rich and have gold now hahahaha ha because of celestia… you are ppoor stink bug… you live in a hive hahahaha, you live in a desert
celestia alive numbr one #1 in equestria….fuck the moon,..FUCKk ashol bugs no good i spit in the mouth eye of ur flag and hive. celestia aliv and real strong wizard kill all the bug farm aminal with sun magic now we the equestria rule .ape of the zoo queen chrysalis fukc the great discord and lay egg this egg hatch and nightmare moon wa;s born. stupid baby form the eggn give bak our clay we will crush u lik a skull of pig. equestria greattst countrey
I've been lurking the whole time, actually.
I was at work all day yesterday.
Today I'm a free man, but I don't know if I'll write. Got some shiny new video games and all.
However, I've also had an urge to write a request some anon asked for in the least thread, where Celestia has a tickle fetish, and Anon tickles her without being aware of it until she cums.
>The cold floor is all that greets you as you awaken from an exhausted sleep
>Last night was a bit of a blur, but you remember the magical spout you had just before you passed out
>It was about 4 o'clock in the afternoon, normally you'd be awake by now and you find it strange that the palace workers hadn't even bothered to check on you
>Maybe you were getting too privileged
>You try to bring yourself to your feet to start the new day
>With a few wobbles you gain your balance
>Philomena now rests on the bed spread, she must have flown in in the middle of the night
>You find the magical book you checked out from the library across the room
>Flipping through the pages, you recall it saying something about being able to traverse the minds of others
>What a skill that'd be to have
>You figure since you were able to produce something last night, maybe you'd be able to conjure something today
>And who better of a guinea pig then your favorite fire bird?
>Your finger stops on the page with the excerpt
>It all sounds familiar, things about being extremely careful or you could wind up trapping your psyche in the mind of another
>It would be wise to avoid that
>You carefully take a seat next to Philomena as she enjoys her lazy afternoon nap
>It would be cruel to wake her, you think to yourself
>With book in hand you begin to read
>"First, one must clear all thoughts. Only concentrate on the sound of the things around you. Such as the sounds of the air, the buzzing of a bee, or the song of a humming bird. Synchronize yourself with nature, be one with the earth and you'll have access to all it's creations."
>Sounded easy enough
>You begin to only concentrate on the slight sound of Philomena's breathing
>Analyzing it, recognizing the seconds between inhale and exhale
>As you concentrate, you continue reading
>"Next, it's important to establish a bridge between you and the subject. Latch on to their thoughts, meaning open your mind to their projections. Once you can feel their thoughts, you will be able to ride your way into their mind."
>The next part sounded difficult
>You hardly knew what that meant, but nevertheless you give it a shot
>You try not to think of anything in particular, but try to imagine what her thoughts would be
>A moment passes in silence, a moment more, and another
>You're about ready to give up. Until an echo of a voice seeps into your brain
>You've never heard the voice, but you instantly identify it with the pheonix
//Seeds. Bird seeds. I need to preen my feathers. 100 years to go. Princess. Nonny, and Princess.\\
>Your eyes shoot open in shock
>It's an other worldly experience
>The voice was heard so clearly, yet it felt so alien and disconnected from the physical being
>Was this what magic was?
>You almost reconsider this idea before you press onward
>Again, you focus all thoughts on her, trying to grasp the voice from before
//Red. Loud birds outside. Princess is gone, have to look after Nonny for Princess.\\
>You find it easily the second time and you allow yourself to be drawn in by her thoughts
>The feeling that overcomes you is one you cannot describe
>Not even Steven King could describe this horrid feeling
>It felt so detached and empty as you flowed freely into Philomena's thoughts
>You could see nothing, but you could her every sound in her body
>Soon you'd find yourself in her dreams. One of her most common dreams
>Like Mr. Scrouge, your ghostly feet make contact with the grassy ground
>On the edge of a forest you can see Canterlot under construction
>Red flashes zip by you and into the forest
.Behind them follow 3 adolescent dragons, chasing them on all fours
>They make a b-line for you and your screams go unheard as they pass right through you, knocking you on your backside
>Nearly suffering a heart attack you rise to your feet
>Turning your attention toward the forest
>The trees and bushes brushed out of place by the large dragons
>By some inclination you follow
>Time seems to flow with the consistency off drunk Father Time and your instantly find yourself at the scene of a crime
>Two phoenixes lay dead among their brightly colored eggs
>"Hurry up and take the eggs so we can smash em' already!" one dragon says
>"Shut up, I got em'."
>The one that seems to be the leader collects the eggs and hands two of them to his friends
>They each snicker in their favorite pass time, which makes you sick to your stomach
>One egg hits the ground in a loud crack
>The second, not a moment later
>But before the third egg could be smashed, a familiar alicorn swoops down from above
>An alabaster white alicorn lands in front of their 'leader'
>Trying her best to seem intimidating
>It hardly works as the dragon reaches into the air to smash the last egg
>But the magical chime of her aura falls on everyone's ears as his claws are bound
>"Don't you have anything better to do than smash a bird's eggs?"
>A younger looking and sounding Celestia speaks to the 3 assailants
>"Whats it to you? You stupid horse!"
>The other two dragons chime in
>"It's my business to see that every living creature is treated well within my kingdom. And you have strayed far from the agreed reservation. As far as I'm concerned, you are trespassing on my land."
>The phoenix egg is guided from the dragon's claws and tucked under Celestia's wing
>"Hey, that's mine-"
>"Do you know how hot the Sun is? Your hides may be able to withstand the extreme heat of molten rock, but you'd instantly be burned to a crisp if you so much as step a foot near it. I could show you, if you'd like."
>You can't help but laugh at the threat, you never took her to be so upfront about sending someone directly to the sun
>But you figured it'd have to be some sort of boast, she can't just kill three young dragons could she? That'd start some sort of war!
>"You ponies, think you're so damn proud! My dad would turn your shitty piece of land into hell!"
>The young dragon is now shouting
>However, Celestia just chuckles at the threat
>"That may be. But today's victory however, belongs to me. And I'm sure your father would agree with me if I told him you had been breaking the law and straying from the reservation. Wouldn't he?"
>She shoots him a coy look
>Damn, Celestia was one ballsy horse!
>You notice the young dragon go silent with no reply
>"I thought as much. Now please return to your families, I'm sure they are worries about you."
>Her magical grip loosens around the dragon's wrists as she turns to take flight
>Begrudgingly, they turn away and head back, bad mouthing the pony-princess
>Again, you find time slipping away from you as you are carried into the Princesses' chambers
>Celestia sits alone, the phoenix egg sitting peacefully on a pedestal
>She idly goes over documents of some kind
>A familiar sight
>Shes humming some sort of tune, one you're sure you've heard before
>But the soft songs is broken by the sound of the egg cracking
>Piece by piece, the egg shell falls apart, revealing a yellow beak, and then red feathers
>Celestia stands up and approaches the egg, giving it small words of encouragement
>Finally, the egg completely falls apart and the phoenix chick spreads it's wings for the very first time
>Are the bird's first words
>"And hello to you too!"
>Celestia calls back
>You presume the bird to be Philomena, it'd make sense after all
>You see her look around her station, maybe hoping to find more eggs that might of hatched with her
>Sadly there are none, but Celestia keeps her kind exterior
>"Don't worry. I'm sure your siblings are in a better place now. No doubt you heard all the commotion awhile back."
>Philomena nods in reply, abit solemnly
>"You know, I also have a sibling who isn't here with me now. We got into a pretty bad fight a long time ago. So you aren't alone in your loneliness."
>This adds some sort of comfort for Philomena, misery loves company after all
>"Now lets see, I supposed you'd want a name..."
>She puts her hoof to her chin, thinking of a name that'd be equally as magnificent as her new friend
>"How about......Armageddon, Lord of Fire!"
>She nearly shouts out the name, as proud as can be
>But Philomena recoils at the horrible choice
>"What? I think it's a perfect name!"
>She plays offended and pretends to put up an argument
>It feels strange to actually catch the Celestia in this kind of form
>She much more outgoing and carefree, you wonder how she became the obsessed jailer she is.
>"Fine, how about....Philomena?"
>She's much more serious about the name this time
>Philomena thinks it over in silence, until she finally agrees
>Celestia looks happy with herself as she picks her new found friend up with her hoof and perch her on her head
>"Come Philomena, let's introduce you to everyone."
>And with that, you find yourself loosing connection
>The dream fades and the colors of the room fade into a mesh until they are completely gone
>Once again that terrible feeling over takes you as you are pulled back into your own body
>The transaction is something you'll never get used to
>Without too much time passing, you're back in your physical home
>Now able to open your eyes to a now awake phoenix
>Philomena greets you with a coo before perching herself on your head
"Ow, get your claws off of my head!"
>You shoo her off you and she takes flight, circling you in a playful manner
>You feel like you know Philomena more now as you think back on what you've just experienced
>You extend your arm for her to perch, which she does
"You sleep too much, you lazy bird."
>She coos again on your arm as you pull it closer to your chest
"Yeah yeah. We should probably go get something to eat. It's getting late."
>From the balcony you can already see the sun begin to make an effort to sink behind the horizon
>You don't waste any time making your way to the kitchen, now with your feathered friend
>You had more to look forward to this month after this successful experiment
Chapter 2: End
Feel like being based and pastebinning it?
Well when you left off, Anon was telling Celestia how things were getting bad. The way I see it you have a lot of room to work with here. Do you wanna take a darker turn to things or would you rather try and repair a broken family?
Well, fuck I hate no idea.
I was thinking that Anon tries to do his best to repair everything, and it mostly works. But I honestly cannot remember where I was going to take it.
Something to do with Radiance running off in a rage or something...
Here's something, have Anon try and connect to his kids, even going as far to be a very strict father, something that kills him on the inside but doesn't show on the outside. Dawn and Radiance start listening more out of fear than love, but as far as Anon is concerned it's working. As time goes on you can have him easy up as he sees that this new method isn't working and try and get to know his children. While Dawn has matured and comes to understand why her father changed to what appeared to a strict tyrant, she realizes what her mother would've wanted and begins to mend those old wounds.
Radiance on the other doesn't take it too well and because of his confusing emotions he feels that his father is purposely punishing him. Radiance sees that his father and Dawn have begun to mend their relationship down the line, but Radiance see it that he favors her and becomes more distant and scared, eventually running away. At this point you can do a lot. Perhaps Radiance runs into Chrysalis who takes the form of Celestia and Anon and Dawn have to make him accept that she is gone. This can also be used to have Anon come to accept the sad truth and help his son through all of this.
My god, that was a lot of rambling. Anyway hope that helps, I understand if it doesn't
Did you ever finish cyborg moonbutt? Or did you write clueless, hopeless, adult virgin Princess Celestia accidentally discovering masturbation is a thing thanks to Anonymous?
It really seems like vanilla sex is your weakness, DT.
Well it's just a basis. What is it that your looking to write? I mean you normally do clop, but with what you had it doesn't have to be. Still it may be a good foundation to start.
Moblie and dinner break.
>You are lead to an abandoned section of the castle gardens by Celestia.
>She is incredibly dismissive of any further ponies that come to speak to her.
>She looks upset.
"Anonymous, I have to apologize. I wasn't aware that my little ponies would act in such a way towards you-"
>You were a little surprised, even with Celestia being who she was that she was so upset by this.
>"-I just wanted to enjoy the Gala this evening, maybe converse with you, share a dance or two-"
>Dancing? She wanted you to dance together?
>"-and know I feel I've ruined everyth-"
>She'd berate herself all night if you let her.
"Celestia, it's fine. They have never really seen anything like me before and knowing you, you probably have plenty of wonderful animals living here."
>You could see the tell-tale signs of tears in her eyes.
>"But to call you my pet, Anonymous that couldn't be further from the truth. I don't want to keep you in a cage, to be trotted out like some kind of creature, I want-"
>She cuts herself off.
>You look at her questioningly.
"What do you want Celestia? I'm not mad at you. You didn't do anything wrong. Nothing has changed between you and I-"
>Her voice is uncharacteristically small and quiet.
>"...but... what if...I wanted something to be different?"
>You move the mask from your face, and look at her.
>Did she mean what you thought she did?
>Very much did you hope.
>You look at Celestia.
"Celestia... what did you want to change? Do you not want me-"
>Shock was clearly visible on her face.
>"Anonymous! How could you think that!? I was trying to tell you I wanted you around more! I've been thinking about it for weeks. Trying to find someway for you to spend more time with me while I-"
>You silence her with a warm embrace.
"The feeling is mutual."
>She nuzzles under your chin.
>"Why didn't you say anything sooner?"
"Have you seen me? I don't exactly fit in anywhere."
>Celestia just presses in closer.
I say go for something feelsy or slice-of-life.
Try something different.
But if your still looking to do clop related how about this:
Have Chrysalis appear before Anon as Celestia, and uses him as a battery. Anon is not sure if it's real or not, and she feeds of his lingering love for her. She can also do this with the kids, though it may become a little Oedipus with them if you looking to do something fetishy like implied insect since Chrysalis pretends to appear as Celestia when each is alone.
"That and I suppose there was the hang ups from my time back home..."
>You felt a little guilty admitting that.
>Her tone is curious, most of the sadness gone.
"Like I said, the closest analog to you ponies on Earth would be equines and for the most part, it was illegal to be in a relationship with an animal."
>"And my ponies called you as such this evening..."
>You really didn't want to admit that part.
>If ponies thought that you were an animal...
>What would they think of her?
>Celestia's wings wrapped around your back.
>She pulled back to look you in the eyes.
>They are filled with love and compassion.
>"It's a good thing that neither of us are animals, and this isn't Earth than. Otherwise, what I am going to do next would be very strange."
>You didn't even get a chance to speak the obvious question.
>Her forehooves rested down your back and she pulled you close to her..
>Her wings obscured you from the outside world.
>You could smell the perfume she was wearing this evening.
>You could feel her breath mingling with yours.
>She paused for just a moment before bringing her lips to yours.
And my break is over. Sorry for buggering off without saying anything. I'll finish this up when I get back to my laptop.
>However loneliness can take their toll on anyone's conscience, it can probably be more severe for an immortal.
It's rare in fanfiction, but as someone who's effectively immortal, Celestia might have a different perspective entirely on mortality: Enjoy the relationships you have, cherish them when they're gone, but realize that life goes on, and there will always be more ponies.
It's not very dramatic, but as thousand-year-old ponies, she and Luna could have gotten the heartbreak out of their system centuries ago, assuming they even see "normal" ponies that way in the first place.
It started out with Celestia completely obsessing about Anon, to the point of burning down his house. Now, I only have some general idea for it. But I feel like Celestia has strayed too far from the stalker type. And Anon is becoming more of a non-character. But I'm going to finish it, it's my first story on /mlp/ after all
If that's the plot then yeah, it looks like she is straying from her stalker self
If maintaining her soft personality is something you need there, how about mixing it with the stalker side? You know, nonchalantly speaking and describing
to the birdabout how following anon is a noncreepy hobby of hers with a calm undisturbed tone and glass of whine on the side
Coming back later to see if the dead guy rises
I have an idea for next thread. What if Anon was thrown in prison because he was a mad man. But when some new big bad pops up Celestia has to rely on him to help her save Equestria. Doesn't have to be a love fic, but some friendship budding would be noice.
Can't wait for the BaB and 4DE Celestia plushies. I need me a sun goddess to cuddle.
A little under an hour til I get back
I don't actually do much planning to be honest. I just go with what is most natural at the time. I have ideas of what I want to happen though
Glad you like it
I only come back on Sunday
rarely do I check in the middle of the week
Most likely missed out on a good thread
Well when you're ready