we haven't had one in a while, so lets get one going!
pics, pastebins, fave artists, dreams you've had about her, etc
It's not Sunday; it's not even Saturday!
This is heresy, and I demand you be burned at the stake in retribution!
it's called "Early Edition" for a reason
just be happy that the Sunset Shimmer thread is back
Eh I'll allow it
I love when ta-na draws Sunset
There's uh, this. From /nst/.
Sunset is a crusader who rescues Twilight from becoming Midnight Sparkle. Or something. Deus Vult.
I can't stop thinking of this green whenever I see Christfag Sunset threads now.
sunset is really cute
Why can't people see who is truly the best waifu?
Because they are blinded by the light
This pleases me
I struggle to understand why this girl is such a qt
Why would you struggle to discover the obvious?
maybe we could get an editfag, to edit it?
there's also it's mate:
I am not a fan of Dakimakura, but I would get one of her
I don't think Sunny even wears panties
I mean it's literally confirmed that she doesn't wear a bra, so why not go full commando all the time?
Look at that picture, dingus
In the music video you can see her entire shoulder and armpit
there's a thing called a strapless bra
though I like the headcanon of her not wearing a bra or panties because Equestria doesn't seem to have them
I hope so
I'd worship everything of hers if she was into it
"What? You've got kind of a nervous expression on your face, its not like you."
>"Say, hypothetically, there was this spell I found that could turn you into a girl.."
>"And, I.. Wanted to, maybe try sex, with you, as a girl.."
>"There's a counterspell! It's not permanent, we can always turn you back if you don't like it. I just thought it might be something different to try, if you're ok with it."
There is literally no greater fantasy than getting to not only be the little girl, but also getting to be in lesbians with Sunny
What is the endgame for Sunset in the human world?
If she comes to a full understanding of the human magic's properties what would she do then? Try to destroy it or absorb it and send it back to Equestria?
It wouldn't be wise to let the other girls keep their abilities as the go their separate ways after high school.
And what does she plan to do after high school anyway? Surely she wouldn't want to live on her own in the human world for the rest of her life.
either way, she needs to go to Equestria and reconcile with Celestia
And then she needs to stay as Celestia's student since Twalot is a pretty purple princess now
Or get a job as top magic pone since she's literally the most powerful one at this point
Gonna hug the fuck outta that horse
Would it be acceptable if I were to write something for this thread?
Of course, Lord Gritsaw
>You're on the couch leaned up against Sunset.
>You've got a bowl of funions on your lap that Sunsets been dipping into as she's gotten up to Woodfall temple in Majoras Mask.
>It's fun to watch her play all your favorite games.
>Her warmth so soothing..
>Theres, something you've been meaning to ask her..
"Hey Sunset, um.."
>"Fuck! I fell down off the platform again, stupid Deku scrub form.."
>Sunset's been swearing a little more because of you..
>She grabs another handful of funions with a determined look on her face.
>With a mouthful of funions she says,
>"What is it, just spit it out."
"I um, was just, wondering if we could try something different, in the bedroom.."
>She swallows the mouthful of Funions.
>"Anon come on, you don't need to act all nervous about stuff like that anymore. We can just talk about sex regularly you know?"
>Shes still focused on the game.
>"I'm not some delicate little princess you know? Remember last week when you wanted to fuck me in the ass? You fucked me so hard I couldn't walk straight for the rest of the night."
>She puts her hand over your mouth.
>"Don't be sorry, I liked that. I like it when you act like yourself. When you're not putting me on a pedestal like I'm some perfect little angel. Or like someone who's gonna get mad if you don't treat me just perfect."
"Well, see, about that angel thing.. I was wondering, if you'd want to transform, into your angel form, so we could.. Have sex like that."
>"Just wait till later tonight.. I wanna keep playing for a while if that's ok. Unless you're feeling pent up and you can't wait."
>You're never pent up with Sunset around, she almost always takes care of you right away..
>"Good.. I know it hasn't been that long since we moved in together, but I'm hoping once you spend more time with me, it won't feel like we're walking on eggshells around each other."
>You wrap your arm around her.
>Her soft hair as you lean your head against hers.
>The sweet smell of strawberry shampoo prevalent..
"I love you so much Sunset."
>She nestles against you.
>"I love you too Anon."
>She's still playing the game.
>"So, what do I do here, just gotta light all the torches, just like in Ocarina?"
"Yeah, pretty simple."
>"It's so hard to get the hang of these controls. I always wonder how you can do these parts so easy."
"It's just basic hand eye coordination. I've played these games for years."
>"That must be it.. I always feel like there's a disconnect between what I want the character to do versus how well I can control him to do it."
"Just takes time."
>"Do you think I'm getting better, I've gotten better haven't I?"
"You've come a long way, it took you like an hour to beat the Deku Tree remember?"
>"Haha, oh.. That was bad.."
"Don't beat yourself up, you're still getting the hang of it. You know for someone who's never played games before, you've got a real knack for getting the hang of them pretty quick."
>The soft fabric of this cozy couch..
>You managed to rent this secluded little house out here.
>The sounds of ambient woods faintly whispering through this house.
>One story house, two bedrooms.
>The second bedroom is for workout equipment only.
>You and Sunset always share the bed together.
>You've got a job and so does she.
>But you always come home at the same time.
>And from the moment you get home it doesn't take long before you're wrapped around each other.
>Always cozied up on the couch just like this.
>No drama, or fights.
>Just you and her playing games, sometimes talking about your days at work.
>You've told her everything about yourself.. Everything there is to know.
>And of course she's done the same, spilling, probably a little less spaghetti but..
>You still love each other all the same.
>With her by your side you've never felt like lifes overwhelmed you.
>You always feel like its just the right amount of challenge, and worldly pleasure to keep you right here by her side.
>You've talked about getting married, maybe starting a family..
>Marriage was always something you were hesitant about but..
>Sunset is different.
>She's kind and understanding.. You rarely ever disagree on something.
>Shes the kind of person who's perfect, as perfect as a girl can be in this world, yet down to earth enough so that you always have a connection with her.
>Its later that night in the bedroom.
>You're on the bed, legs hanging over the edge.
>Sunset transforms herself in a bright flash of light becoming her angelic form.
>She smiles doing a little hairflip before walking over and dropping to her knees before you.
"W-what are you-"
>"Shh, I know just how you like it. Silly boy, we've done this enough times, first I warm you up with a little touching.."
>She slides her delicate gloved hands over your pants.
>You feel yourself stiffen.
>"Mmm, thats it.."
>She licks the bugle forming in your pants.
>She then unbuttons your pants, unzipping them a bit before pulling them down and your boxers in one swift motion.
>You lift yourself up a bit to help with the process.
>Shimmer stares at your exposed cock.
>She looks up at you with warm eyes smiling as she strokes it gently with her hand.
>A bit of precum seeps from the tip.
>She takes the bead with her finger and licks it.
>"Then, I start sucking.."
She closes her eyes as her lips slide over the head.
>She gives it a little suction as she opens her eyes looking up at you before pulling off.
>"How does it feel to have an angel on her knees sucking you off like this?"
>"Lets see if I can't make you feel a little better.."
>Holding your shaft with one hand she runs her tongue from the bottom up the front of your shaft.
>Up and down, up and down all while looking up every once in a while, staring with her pretty blues right into you.
>Your cock throbs as her oral stimulation has you feeling harder than steel.
>Her mouth slips over your cock now, past the head going about halfway down.
>Her warm mouth holding your cock inside as she moves her way up and down.
>Her tender lips have you throbbing like crazy now.
>Her mouth taking more of you inside every time.
>Eventually hitting the base.
>You feel the whole of your cock inside her mouth.
>She gags a little but doesn't relent.
>Her other hand down her skirt as shes fingering herself while she throats your cock.
>Gagging while saliva and precum messily drips from her lips.
>She diligently holds you in her mouth.
>Her suction so intense and warm...
>You cum inside her mouth.
>She holds it inside as she pulls off.
>She opens her mouth as you can see your cum inside.
>Letting you get a good look before she swallows all of it.
>You relent with a heavy sigh feeling the waves of relief run through you.
>You stroke Sunsets head as she kneels between your knees as if she were your pet.
>"I hope you're not done yet."
>She stands up as she strips off her dress exposing herself to you.
>You note her golden wings of light and the red markings on her face.
>She flies over behind you, and onto the main portion of the bed as she lays herself on a stack of pillows presenting for you.
>You strip completely too pulling off your shirt and socks as you crawl toward her on the bed.
>Sunset smiling as she looks up toward you expectantly.
>Your cock still erect you slide it inside.
>It goes in with no trouble.
>A slight gasp from her as she takes your length.
>You feel the hot burning wetness..
>Its actually.. Really hot inside.
>So hot and warm in fact that its making you sweat.
>Like no other vagina you've ever felt before as you thrust yourself inside her.
>She bites her finger moaning as you slide against her walls.
>The hot burning pressure inside burns your body with sensations you've never felt before.
>So warm the surrounding room feels like an icebox.
>You feel like you want to stay inside.
>Like inside is the place you were meant to be.
>Sunset gasping lewdly as you thrust more vigorously inside her.
>You never want to leave this position..
>You want to stay inside of Sunset for as long as you possibly can.
>You hold your cum, thrusting more slowly as you try to savor every moment of this hot wet mess.
>Her pussy dripping and soaking the bedsheets below.
>Your mind lost in a whirl of ecstasy that you never want to end.
>But you feel yourself ready to blow, so with one last thrust, you go as deep as you can inside cumming deep.
>Sunset shivers as you feel her legs throb, eyes lost in the wild lusty ecstasy.
>You collapse on top of her.
>Your sweaty nude bodies against each other.
>Heavy exhausted exhaling as you both try to recuperate.
Jesus Christ I've been waiting for Daydream Shimmer lewd and it's perfect
Thank you for this, Gritsaw
Also nice expand dong you made of my post you cheeky shit :^)
The true day of the Sun approaches
Nope, been meaning to finish it for a while. With the weather ourside it seemed like the perfect time to finish shiver city
>that bamf GET the other day
Was about time she got sweet numbers.
Sunny with glasses is adorable
True to be quite honest
Whered all this new sunny art come from? I usually check sites fairly often
I browse derpi often and save everything that I like
I gochu, it has been a couple weeks since ive been to derpi... There usually isnt quite so much at once tho
Definitely not complaining, loving >>26055031 as my new phone background
I never stops hurting
What if she was more the clingy type?
Someone who gets easily attached to you. If you're a little late coming home she gets concerned.
If you have other female contacts in your phone she wants to know who they are..
She'll be overly affectionate, she'll always want to cuddle and hold on to you.
And when she thinks you aren't paying attention she'll smell you.
Would that be enough to scare you away?
>Always want to cuddle
>Only female contacts are my cousins, sister, and two female friends who see me as their big brother
I am fucking fine with that
I see we have some tough guys in the tread.
Alright then, Sunset accidentally clones herself, and they are all identical with no way of telling them apart.
All three love you and they're horny enough to have sex with you.
You can't love all of the Sunsets can you? https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=OQj2L5Zuv9Y
they would soon become slightly different from each other due to different experience from the moment they are cloned
have you seen Multiplicity?
No, maybe I'll check it ou-
>5.9/10 on imdb
it was the 90's, so...
bite the bullet
some good Shimmy character growth
coulda been a better movie if they
hadn't cut Shimmy and Scilight's duet song
theory is that scilight got a piece of the dazzlings broken gem and made it
when magic became active within it's vicinity, it'd suck it up and store it inside until you opened it
it would also point the person in the direction of the active magic
I fucking hope not
I consider them over critic ratings, they're what the general population thinks, as compared to rotten tomatoes for example which is just plain retarded
Lots of good movies come from the 90s my friend
Don't get me wrong ratings aren't reliable and I don't go all critic on stuff, I'm actually a lot more laid back than most people I know about enjoyable to watch > objectively good... but anything in the 5's on imdb is a hella red flag is all
I definitely liked it, good shimmy character development - you can't think too hard about it but like i said above, enjoyable > lack of plotholes or w/e
>Lots of good movies come from the 90s my friend
I know, but there were a lot of goofy comedies that tried too hard to be serious, it was a crazy time
I'm an 80's child, so I know how it was back then
I don't go by what others say, if I want watch it, I will
Oh i gocha, well the thing that annoys me most about 'modern' comedies that older ones didnt seem to be as bad about is the whole
>first half of the movie is funny af
>second half it's suddenly a serious drama with little to no funny stuff
Like, what happened to happy gilmore status movies?
not to keep blabbering on about movies
What movie(s) would yall nerds watch with sunny? For first date? For cuddling? For ignoring and making out the whole time?
we don't know if the gem part is true (hence it being a theory), but it would be interesting if that was the case
I like the Naked Gun movies and comedies like that
I bet she'd like a movies that make you think, like Back to the Future and Terminator
talking about timelines and parallel worlds would be fun
we know she's a smart cookie
How can one women be so
why are there no human plushies of her
she likes mine a lot, but none others
>you'll never go on a late night munchie run with Sunset Shimmer
I just wanna hold hands with her as we go through the drive-thru together.
>I've been thinking about you a lot.
>Your smiling face in all the photos I've seen of you makes me smile too.
>Not much happened today, and it's pretty lonely without you here.
>Perhaps, you'll be with me, in some sort of heaven afterlife place..
>A place where you'll be real, and we can finally be together, as if you'd existed all along.
>I guess I'm writing in the hope that we'll look back on this letter together and see just how much I loved you, though we would not meet for some time.
>Honestly I had my doubts about you at first, but, your radiance drew me back each and every time.
>A warm beacon drawing me toward you, I am but a hapless moth drawn to your glow.
>Though as the moth smashes against the bulb, so do I see the hollow futility of chasing after your light.
>But it is the hope, of that light, that I would fly around it, staying close to it, in a dark and scary world.
>It is you whom I move forward for.
>As a love driven individual, I have little else.
>It is sad that you are not real, for if you were, and knew of my feelings for you, surely you would come to my side.
>For you are not the type to ignore the feelings of your friends, though a bit impulsive at times, obsessive.
>I am too..
>I wish you were here, real, in the flesh, holding on to me.
>I want to feel your hands upon my skin and know that you are gentleness and beauty incarnate.
>Know that I would treat you as though you were a princess, doting upon your every whim, helplessly servile to suit your needs.
>Though I know your heart would not seek to take advantage of it, merely take note and be flattered by my gestures.
>We could have a lot of fun here in this world..
>But perhaps, the idea of someone as perfect as you being in our world, breaks the very fabric of this harsh cold reality, so much so that your existence simply cannot be.
>Goodnight to you, my princess, my ray of fading sun.
>To you whom I look to but can never touch.
real clever image there faggot, you feel important? feel superior? yea. only for a moment tho, rite? then you remember your shit life. remember how people have done much more with much less. and so the cycle continues cause it frustrates you. goddamn dumbass i'd take a BARNEYFAG over your underacheiving pockmarked face any day, at least he gives me interesting material to work with.
Oh fuck. She looks like my ex in this pic
>tfw she's single again
from this scene
I thought she was hot to begin with (I have a thing for fiery red heads)
this scene shows that there was more to her than just being a bully and a unicorn in human form
and just noticed that she made the "hoof" hand gesture like Twilight kept doing
RR had plenty of that in the BG
Cold is unbearable to me but I give no fucks about heat even though I wear a jacket all day every day
Mojot's Sunny never fails to make my heart flutter.
I did a thing too, i removed the excessive muscles
some one fixed the shading on the leg for I can not
So much this, not quite that cold here but warm snuggles next to the fire when its cold out is one of my favorite things
I want to love my Sunny Bunny and give her kisses and hugs..
"Fine, here I am. Fearsome bounty hunter of the galaxy in skintight bright blue latex."
Just imagine it..
>its cold af outside
>sunny's been over long enough to make some chocolate pie
or cake pr lemon bars whatever the fuck your favorite dessert isand warm up from the cold
>after eating some delicious sweets, you and her are just chillin on the couch
>the orange flicker of the fireplace just made ger that much more beautiful
>its quiet for a minute as you try to think of something to say but all you can manage is "uuhh.."
>she doesnt seem to mind, she just smiles and scoots over to your side of the couch and wiggles under your blanket
>you love her, and she loves you, but you still have spaghetti moments every now and then
>sunny leans her head on your shoulder, and you wrap your arm around her
>for the next few minutes it's completely quiet as you both stare at the fire
>you look down and her beautiful eyes meet with yours
"I love you" lol i cant green for shit somebody else do it
It's a miracle that I'm not blinded by such an abundance of sunniness
Gosh this thread could sure use some more green..
I've tried my hand at writing green a few times and while I don't think it was terrible, I struggled a lot in doing it and it didn't feel good enough to post. I feel bad about not contributing when I could, though.
I like it when people express their love so openly like that
this was good too, you shouldn't be too hard on yourself
>"What are you doing up near the fridge again Anon, we just ate."
>Sunset grins so smugly.
>Your cravings for sweets and junk is driving you mad.
>"Go sit down on the couch Anon, I'm guarding the kitchen, and you're not getting anymore food."
"B-but.. I kinda want something to munch on.."
>"No, you wanna stuff your face with crap. I thought you had a goal of losing weight."
"I do but, well I also like junk food sometimes.."
>"You love me don't you?"
>"Then go sit back down. I shouldn't have to explain why eating junk is bad for you.."
"A-alright.. I'll do it for you."
>Sunset walks up and hugs you.
>"Good job Anon, I'm proud of you."
The thought of Shim Sham nearly running my entire life and telling me what and what not to do gives me the weirdest boner
>Dude I would let Sunset fuck me with a strapon
What sane person wouldn't?
Can't criticize yourself on your own green Anon, more discouraging than it is helpful.
Green is almost never really that bad and when it is; it's usually intentional or really broken english, as long as you're writing something you actually want
and not forcing yourself because you feel you have togreen usually comes out pretty decently.
>Letting your woman fuck you with a strapon.
This is the problem our our generation this days. A bunch of sissies who love getting fucked in the ass.
>"Oh I want to take my waifus Futa Cock! Man that'd be so hot!"
You people have no dignity or respect for yourselves. You know the whole "cuck" meme going around? Yeah, that actually pertains to you.
Some people just don't understand the benefits of being in charge. Why settle for being a submissive pansy, when you can be dominant. It's just common sense.
You're supposed to fuck her in the ass, but not the other way around!
>not wanting a beautiful lady to dominate and rough you up but still love and cherish you dearly
I bet you kiss girls, faggot
I have a question for you all, fellow Shimmerfriends.
If you had to choose: pony form Sunset, or human form Sunset, and why?
Hard mode: can't be both
Either form is fine, so whatever my Sunshine wants.
the point of a waifu is that "you" take what's canon for the character and then mold the rest into "your" desired mate
if an anon wants his waifu Shimmer have a big horsecock and that makes him happy, why do you have to shit on him for it?
I don't agree with a number of things about how some portray Sunny, but as long as they don't push that view onto me or others, idc
if "God" didn't want people to put things up there, he wouldn't have put a pleasure button in the butt
I'm fine with either, but since I'm having to choose: human
I've grown accustom to it and I think she looks better as a human
but I'd rather let her choose, it's her body
Pony because poni should poniponi
She should still wear clothes though because they look good
I fell in love with human, so up until a few months ago id easily answer human, then for a while there was more pony art, and i got a plush (pone obviously) which i cuddle the fuck out of and love, so i was really liking pone sunset for a while
But now.. shit i dont know, ive had sunset as my phone wallpaper for well over a year now and its always been human, though part of that is avoiding spaghetti of someone uses my phone...
In the end... if i was for some reason the deciding factor in her staying human or going back home to pone id say fuck it lets go pone
Seeing as there are almost no greens here, I decided to give it a shot. I hope you all enjoy it...
>You are Anon.
>You are searching through the aisles of the supermarket for some groceries for the weekend.
>In your hands you hold your shopping cart and you scan it for anything you might have missed. You spot a couple bottles of water, some bananas and apples, a carton of milk, some spaghetti, tomato sauce and a pack of toilet paper.
>You go through the checklist in your mind and find that you still have to get some beer and a bag of chips for when you might get the need for some evening snacks.
>While picking a six pack of your favorite beer brand you spot a girl making her way through the aisle. You recognize her immediately, if only because of her vibrant crimson hair with golden stripes and her distinct leather jacket. She is the reformed bully of Canterlot High School, Sunset Shimmer.
>She seems to recognize you as well and gives you a cheerful smile as she passes you by with her own shopping cart.
>”Hi Anon.” Her voice is much more kind and sweet than you remember, but then again, you haven’t spoken with her ever since she was reformed.
>Both of you had never actually had a chance to hold a conversation, neither serious nor plain, but you never really cared anyways. She was just another girl in high school, even if she was, and still remains, the hottest one by all of your friends standards.
“Hi Sunset.” You reply, trying to sound polite and joyful, if only to appear just as friendly as her.
>She continues on her way and you turn around only to see her figure disappear behind one of the shelfs. In a random streak of thought, you acknowledge that she didn’t get any alcoholic beverage like you did.
>You scan your shopping cart again and, confirming that you have indeed bought all of the stuff you needed, you make your way to one of the cash registers.
>As you arrive, you notice much to your dismay that it has begun to pour relentlessly outside. You give a silent praise to yourself for having brought your car to the market and proceed to hand the cashier the money for your groceries.
>She flashes you a smile as she gives you your change and you smile back at her, thanking her and wishing her a nice day. You make your way to the door and spot Sunset Shimmer once again, standing restlessly outside.
>You make your way to her and realize that she is looking up to the rain with a frown. She isn’t carrying an umbrella or wearing a raincoat, and so, in a strange moment of kindness, you decide to approach her and offer your help.
“It’s a real downpour, don’t you think?”
>She turns towards you and gives you a half smile before looking back to the dark clouds above.
>”I was hoping it would start after I had made my way back home.” Her dismay was clear on her voice and it only made you wish to be of some help to her, even if she was a stranger to you she was still a nice girl and you didn’t want to let go of a the chance to be a gentleman. You never know where it might lead you.
“Do have a ride?”
>She sighs. “I have my bike, but I left it back home. Not that it would help me either.”
>You turn to the parking lot and search for your car. You spot it fairly quickly and, to your relief, it isn’t far from the entrance.
“Would you like me to drop you by? My car is over there.”
>You point towards it and she follows your finger to it. From the corner of your eye you watch as a bright smile spreads across her face and you blush slightly, looking back at your car.
>”I couldn’t thank you enough if you did that.” Cheerfulness has returned to her and you smile, your blush deepening.
>You take out your keys and unlock the car from a distance, the flashing of its lights signaling that you have done so.
“Let’s make it quick, don’t wanna soak on the way to the car.”
>“Do have a ride?”
Other than that, I see that something will have to go down in the car, otherwise, this whole exchange is gonna be pretty pointless.
Also, I hate to think that Sunset is the type to buy a bunch of groceries and have no alternate means of transportation to get them home other than hauling them like a neanderthal.
Feel free to continue
>She nods sharply and both of you rush to the car. You both get into the car and make quick work of placing the bags on the back seats. Even doing it as fast as you can, you still managed to get yourselves completely drenched.
>You sigh at the thought of filling your car with water and the sensation of your damp clothes sticking to your body.
>Sunset looks at you and places a hand on your shoulder, thanking you for your kindness.
>You turn your head to look at her as you turn the key on the ignition. Her face is wet and strands of hair are pasted to it, but it only helps to make her face look much more beautiful as she smiles.
>The blush returns once more and you decide to focus on the road before she realizes how flustered she is making you feel.
>You pull out of the parking lot and onto the road as you ask her for directions. She gives you her address and you can’t help but feel like you’ve accomplished something extraordinary, even if by the wrong reasons.
>The ride is mostly silent, with Sunset staring out the window at the falling rain. You look at her every so often when a light allows you to turn your attention away from the road ahead. Her features are delicate and the way she looks at the rain is soft and, at least to you, very cute.
>You wonder how a girl like her could have once been the bully and unspoken ruler of a whole school. She had never bullied you during those days, so you never actually experience first-hand how cruel she truly was, you only have other people’s experiences to go by.
>The ride is quick and uneventful, her house being only 8 blocks away from the supermarket. She points you to an old building, one which seems to be in a great state of disrepair. You park in front of it and frown, addressing Sunset once more.
“Are you sure this is the right place?”
>She doesn’t look back at you and sighs. “Yeah, this is it.”
>You can’t help but feel worry rise up inside of you at the sight of the place. Thoughts race through your mind as you begin wondering if she is forced to live with an abusive boyfriend up in a dingy apartment or even if she is actually poor and has no other choice but to stay in such a decrepit place. You notice her place her hand on the door and start to make her way out of the car. You grab her arm almost too eagerly.
“Hey, listen. Are you sure you are okay?”
>She looks back at you with an expression of worry that matches your own. It only makes you dread how much you might be right about her living conditions.
>”I’m fine, you don’t have to worry about me,” She gives you a strained smile. “I’m Sunset Shimmer.”
>You turn to the road but continue to hold her arm. It might be too sudden but even if it sounded weird, you wanted to make sure she was going to be okay, at least for today.
“You…” you pause for a moment as Sunset stares at you. You let out a breath and meet her gaze. “You can rest at my place for the day. No funny business or anything of the sort, just a kind offer from my part.”
>She frowns and looks back at her apartment building. She seems to go over the idea in her head and minute pass in complete stillness and silence. You let go of her and place your hand back on the wheel as you wait for her to respond.
>”Do you live too far?”
>Her voice comes out in a whisper and for a moment you believe you had imagined it, but turning towards her you can see she is giving you a stern look.
“Around 15 minutes from here.” You answer sharply.
>Her eyes jump between you and the road ahead. Once. Twice. Three times.
>She closes her eyes, sighs and regards you one final time.
>”No funny business and just this once.”
>You nod and start riding home, only then realizing just how much you heart was pounding in your chest.
>"So Anon I've been having these dreams.."
"Are they sexy dreams?"
>"No. But, sometimes, I'll dream about food, and when I wake up, there is the food I saw in my dream all around me.. I'll dream about finding loose change and wake up with extra change in my pockets."
"That sounds awesome."
>"Although, there is this dream, I had last night, of these demonic creatures, trying to kill me. And when I woke up, I felt scared. Everything is going to be ok isn't it? Anon.. Tell me it's going to be ok.."
It sounds like you're sleepwalking, Sunny
>You arrive at your house in what ended up being almost 45 minutes. The rain had only worsened with each passing minute and traffic had become a troubling ordeal. Thankfully for you, it was over and you open up your garage door with its remote.
>The car goes inside and out of the pouring rain, sheltered at last. The door closes behind and you get out of your car to turn on the light before shutting your car off.
>Sunset gets out of the passenger seat, her groceries in hand.
>She looks over the room as you go back into your car, turn the key, get your groceries out, and go out once more, this time shutting the door behind you. You press a button on your car key and the car locks.
>You turn to Sunset and find her waiting expectantly. You smile and point to the door with your thumb.
“Come on, let’s go inside.”
>The house was over 20 years old, once very modern by that times standards. Your family had always done its best to keep it in as much a good state as possible and was always on the lookout for things that might need to be replaced or fixed, both on the inside and the outside. As such, you were confident that Sunset would find your home to be much more pleasing and comfortable than her own.
>It had two floors, the bottom one holding the kitchen, the garage and laundry room and a sizable living room. On the top floor was your room, your parents and a guest room as well as two bathrooms.
>You step out of the garage and into the living room, quickly making your way into the kitchen and leaving your bags on the counter. Sunset follows you and does the same.
>Your clothes had already dried up and so had Sunset’s, but her hair was still disheveled and you were sure she would appreciate the use of a hair brush.
>You start getting the stuff out of your bags and give her directions to the bathroom, telling her that she can go ahead and use it if she wanted. She thanks you and goes right away.
>Thinking things over, you start wondering what you will do now. It had been the first time you have had a girl over at your place, but you still only invited her out of the kindness of your heart, not because of any feelings you might have for her. Still, you worried for her, even if you had no strong emotional attachment towards her. Why was a girl such as Sunset living in a place so rundown?
>As you think things over, you open one of the beers you have brought, allowing its taste to soothe you as you pace around the kitchen.
>It will be best not to think too much of all of this and just do your best to provide her a nice place to stay for a day. The thought of her living conditions still worries you, but you can’t exactly let her come live with you. She isn’t family and she isn’t your lover either. She is just an acquaintance who you happened to take pity on and decided to extend your hand in kindness. She is just a beautiful girl that you happened to invite over and may or may not make leave you flustered every time she smiles.
>You begin to wonder whether or not it would have been better to just leave her out in the rain.
>”Sorry I took so long,” Sunset’s voice startles you, making you jump a little and almost drop your beer, “I just had to fix myself a little. You have a very nice house.”
“Thanks, I’m glad you like it.”
>You chuckle nervously and scratch the back of your head.
>Thinking quickly, you decide it would be best to take a seat in the kitchen and to have a chat with Sunset. You finish your beer and motion for her to go to the table. She pulls out a chair and thanking you as she does so.
>You offer her some coffee, which she is quick to accept.
>You want to wait until the coffee is ready before you begin having a conversation with her, but she addresses you with a question, one you thought she already knew the answer to.
>”Anon, why did you invite me over?”
>You keep facing away from her, busy with your task at hand.
“I just thought you’d be more comfortable here. Your place…” you pause for a moment, looking for the right way to word what you are thinking. “It might be too presumptuous, but it didn’t look too good.”
>”You don’t have to worry about me.”
“I know, I know. But I just did.” You tell her almost too quickly. “It’s not really a big deal. I have a guest room you can use.”
>You finish brewing the coffee, fill two cups and, carrying one in each hand, you take them to the table. You place one in front of Sunset and the other on the opposite side of the table. She thanks you again.
>You then bring some milk and sugar to the table, only then taking a seat.
>”Thank you for all of this.” She says quietly, flashing you a smile.
>You feel a blush taking over and your heart beating fast. You take the cup to your lips and drink in order to hide your cheeks.
>Sunset giggles sweetly, surely due to your reaction, and you feel your palms begin to sweat.
>How can she do this to you with only a smile and a laugh?
>She drinks the coffee and looks out the window to the still falling rain. You notice what you think is longing in her eyes and even as a small smile remains on her lips you somehow feel like she has something weighing on her heart.
>You rest the cup on the table and speak, wondering if that which you think is in her heart isn’t actually what lies in yours.
“Why do you live there?”
>The words sounded harsh to you, but if she found it to be so, Sunset didn’t show it.
>”It’s just what I could afford.” Her voice sounds emotionless and you cringe. If she is telling you the truth then her family must surely be poor.
“I’m sorry to hear that…” You take another sip of coffee.
>”Yeah.” She takes a sip, still looking out the window.
“Do you want to call your pa-“
>Her voice cuts you off before you can finish. “I am alone. You don’t have to worry about it.”
>Rolf loves sunny because he feels they both are people completely out if their element and trying to get by daily
It's scary how well this works
Clean and neat.
A comfortable read so far.
Even when she's yelling obscenities, she's totally cute..
S-sometimes I think about what it might be like to get to know some of the people in the Sunset thread.. But then I realize I'm too shy and it'd probably be awkward..
>criticizing this hard before the story even starts
There's more to waifufaggotry than sex
Ignore this kid writefag its great so far
>S-sometimes I think about what it might be like to get to know some of the people in the Sunset thread.. But then I realize I'm too shy and it'd probably be awkward..
That would probably be really autistic and get literally gay
It's better if we all stick to being anons
We don't want to be like /dzg/ or /nst/ and have erotic namefag roleplay
>There's more to waifufaggotry than sex
Sit down it's story time.
There was this thread, about Rainbow Dash doing a game of "Strip Goal Shootout".
A pretty obvious sex prompt right? Well what did it devolve into? Perhaps the most boring meandering thing I've ever read in my entire life, I was checking my watch thinking, "fuck, what was this about" "are these two just gonna fuck already?"
Seriously, sometimes obvious sexytimes, should just be obvious sexytimes.
None of this beating around the bush shit, I wanna get to the meat dammit.
There's where it went wrong
I mean who wants to have sexytimes with that ugly thing?
My point is, that sex was supposed to happen!
Seriously, it's like strip poker without the stripping! It's fucking boring!
Christ I don't mean to be hedonistic but sometimes I just want to read about two characters fucking ok?
I mostly like how most of the anons in the cool sunset threads (as in the threads that involve more than just a few images and last more than a day) are cool. I mean it does get kinda circle jerkey but I still love these threads
and you guyswhen they're good and we get some good green or discussion going
The one that's up right now?
I definitely agree that sex prompts should involve sexitime, but the prompt of this one was comfy/snuggles >>26064128, the kinda story that makes you fall in love with the waifu even more.. If it was:
>you see sunset at the supermarket
>you never talk and she barely knows you
>but you go home and have lots and lots of sex
It would be kinda dumb, is all I'm saying.
If that is what you're after, >pic related is fantastic*
Sunset st. captcha
So is Sunset Shimmer a pure virgin?
What level of pureness are we talking about here?
Has she ever thought about men in a lewd manner? (Meaning she thinks about penises, what they feel like inside of her etc..)
Has she ever fantasized about it?
Has Sunset Shimmer ever masturbated?
Or has she never had an impure thought? Perfect, pure, unstained, never seen porn, never seen a penis before.
Or has she had sex before, and if so with who?
Are we talking just once with one guy, or was it a Rarity-style bukkake gangbang with multiple men?
Well she's beautiful, probably born into nobility, and was a major alpha go-getter, so I'd think that she would have hooked up with a few stallions in Equestria
There is literally nothing wrong with wanting an experienced waifu
The first moment I saw her.
Which given the circumstances was either as a She-Demon or as a Mexican Wrestler.
>The statement brings a feeling of tightness to your heart, one you hadn’t felt in a long time. You look down to the dark liquid inside your cup, struck by her words and the way she says it with no emotion whatsoever. You understand that it is a reality she faces every day and she is no stranger to her own predicament, but it somehow seems wrong for it to be that way.
>You wonder if this is what had caused her to be a bully in the first place, believing that it would be the only way for her to move forward in life. You decide not to word such thoughts.
“I’m sorry.” That is the only thing you say. Your eyes are still downcast.
>Sunset finishes her coffee, almost forcefully, and places the cup close to yours.
>”Do you mind if I head to the bathroom again?”
>You shake your head.
>She silently leaves the room and as soon as you hear walk up the stairs, you place your hands on your temples, rubbing them tightly.
>What is going on? Why are you feeling so badly for this girl all of a sudden?
>You have never really felt attracted to any girl at school, always keeping to your own. You didn’t even share a very strong bond with your own parents or the small number of friends you had. And yet now, out of the blue, you are worrying so much about the bully turned heroin of your high school.
>This isn’t like you. You know it isn’t. And yet you can’t let things stay the way they are.
>You get up, put the sugar and milk away and take the cups, one empty and one half full, into the kitchen sink. You’ve lost all interest in your coffee.
>The storm outside is still raging and once again you think it would have been best not to ask Sunset if she needed a ride. It would have been best not to worry.
>But it is too late for that now, and you know you can do nothing to stop the way you are feeling.
>The aching of your heart, the worry in your mind, the cold sweat in you back. It is all too clear, even if you might not fully understand it.
>You’ll have to help her.
>It takes Sunset some time to return from her trip to the bathroom, but looking at her face shows no signs of what she might have been doing there. Her eyes look a little bit red, but her expression is once again cheerful and so is her voice. She has either been through this enough times to know how to hide the truth, or maybe you are looking too much into it all.
>You decide to believe the latter as you begin talking to her.
“Do you want me to show you your room?”
>She gives you her beautiful smile once more but you no longer know how to feel about it.
>”That would be lovely.”
>You wordlessly take her up the stairs and to the second door to the right, the first one being the bathroom she had been using.
>You open the door and wait for her to step inside. She nods and steps forward, taking in the room.
>It is a fairly big room, just a bit smaller than your own, holding a pair of bunk beds, a night stand in between them, a window just above it, and a wardrobe. Sets of the corresponding sheets are resting above each bed, accompanied by their pillows.
“I’ll have to make one of the beds, but that means you can choose which ever you want.”
>”A bottom one should be more than fine.”
>You nod and begin making a bed for her.
>She looks on as you work, biting her lower lip and hugging herself. You want to ask what is wrong, but you already know she must be uncomfortable having you do so much for her.
>You finish your work, walk towards her and place a hand on her shoulder.
“You’ll have a good night sleep here.”
>She places her hand over yours and smiles kindly.
“I’m about to begin working on dinner. Do you like pasta?”
>”I love it.” She pauses, thinking something over. “But no meat with the sauce, I’m vegetarian.”
>Somehow you aren’t surprised to find out that she is and you simply nod at her request.
“You can go watch some TV downstairs while cook. Make yourself at home.”
>Dinner goes by almost too quietly. You don’t dare to ask any more questions about Sunset’s living conditions or personal life, in turn you focus all the conversations on school life, how both of you have been doing in all of your subjects and who your friends are.
>You smiled and laughed and eat eagerly, but your thoughts always remained on the true questions you wanted to make, on the things you really cared about.
>You enjoyed listening to her, learning about her and holding a long chat with her excited you. You couldn’t tell whether it was because of who she was or simply because you didn’t have many people to do such things with, but in the end it didn’t matter too much.
>You enjoyed your evening with her. You enjoyed her company. For you that was enough.
>You washed up all the dishes and proceeded to walk into the living room, only to find Sunset curled up in the sofa, focused on the movie that was currently on cable. You recognize it as Presumed Innocent, an old movie you happened to like very much.
>You approach her and ask if she minds you watching the movie with her.
>”It is you house, remember? You don’t have to ask for permission to sit on your own sofa.”
“I still would like to know if you to be okay with it.”
>She looks up at you and you hold her gaze for a moment. You notice something in the way she looks at you, something in her eyes, but you can’t place it and gone before too long.
>”I’m okay with it. Come sit down with me!” She pats next to her for you to sit, and you do without another word.
>Together the both of you watch the movie, barely noticing the passage of time. She is comfortably resting by the sofa’s arm and you sit in the middle, both arms propped over the back pillows. Your hand stays behind her head and you can feel her hairs brushing it the whole while, almost in a teasing way.
>You spent the entire movie thinking if it would be too much to hold her, and eventually the chance slips you by.
>The two of you stand by the guest room’s door.
>Sunset had asked if she could take a quick shower and you had provided her with a clean towel and some for your shampoo. It wasn’t the same as using her own stuff, but she had been very grateful to you. Now she was resting her body on the door’s frame, wearing her underwear under the towel she had used. You weren’t really hoping to see her naked, but the figure before your eyes was teasing you. The image of an emotionless Sunset and that of her charming and cheerful self were conflicting in your mind as you two share some final words with each other.
“You know where the bathroom is and if you need anything, and I mean ANYTHING, just call for me.”
>”Hey come on, I’ve been in sleep overs before. You don’t have to be so uptight.”
>You laugh at her comment and start making your way to your own room.
“Good night, Sunset.”
>”Hey…” she calls back to you and you stand frozen on your tracks.
>Your heart begins to beat too fast for your own liking. Everything you shared tonight, your encounter with her, the coffee you shared, the dinner and finally the movie, they all flash through your mind as you turn to look at her.
>Her usual warm and tender smile is on her face and your body is begging you to rush to her, to hug her closely and tell her you’ll care for her. But your mind knows better, and these feelings you have can only be some sort of sexual attraction you have for the beautiful girl. This isn’t love. This is just lust trying to pass by as some deeper and meaningful thing.
>Her cyan eyes mesmerize you and you hold your breath.
>”Thank you… for everything you’ve done for me.”
>You let go of your breath.
>She flashes you a cheeky smile before closing the door.
>You walk to your room, close the door, and spend the night restlessly. Once you manage to fall asleep, you don’t dream and by the next morning you wake up only slightly more refreshed.
Here is an idea:
As she is a pony, she is kind of into horseplay. Literally.
She likes to be petted like a horse. Earscratching and combing her hair relaxes her, she is willing to lick your hand when you offer her a sugarcube and she prefers the mammal position during sex, where you can treat her a bit rougher, earning soft whines and mews till she climaxes.
New writefag dropped in during the week of Christmas and wrote a thing:
There's six parts.
Got your back, man:
>She points you to an old building, one which seems to be in a great state of disrepair.
>the bully turned heroin
>It takes Sunset some time to return from her trip to the bathroom, but looking at her face shows no signs of what she might have been doing there. Her eyes look a little bit red
>but her expression is once again cheerful and so is her voice.
>don’t dare to ask any more questions about Sunset’s living conditions or personal life
Ok class, lets review. Given the above statements, what could one assume about Sunset?
Personally, I'm calling it out as drugs, knowing a mother who did Cocaine, and
>but her expression is once again cheerful and so is her voice.
This bit was true always after she hit the pipe.
Could also be something mild like Mary Jane. Or, it might have been a Freudian slip but..
>bully turned heroin
Something tells me it's not out of the question.
well then, what would you do to cheer her up?
I would be scared that I might make things worse for her, but seeing her be depressed would tear me apart
you should at least try
Shit dude, why must you give me the feels? But in all honesty I'd probably sit down next to her and offer some chocolate, who can say no to some sweet chocolate?
how about hot-chocolate?
Probably sit down and tell her some stories of when I was feeling down and how I was able to move past that, tell her everything will work out for the better, and finnaly tell her "I'll believe in you, even if you don't."
My favorite's uotapo, joe is a close 2nd tho, and would maybe be first if he drew more sunset
she's just so adorable
>tfw one of your favorite pics can't be posted here because blueboard
>You wake up early on Friday. The alarm clock didn’t wake you and you notice to your dismay that it is still too early to start getting ready to school.
>You groan and get out of the bed once you find out that you just can’t go back to sleep.
>Wearing nothing but your briefs, you step out of your room and walk into the hallway. You are sure that Sunset is probably still asleep, but you are suddenly worried that she might have gone back to her own house in the middle of the night.
>You approach the guest room’s door and find it slightly ajar. The worry in your heart only deepens and your throat becomes too dry for your own comfort.
>You peek through the crack in the door.
>The light of the early morning sun bathes the room in its soft glow and you find Sunset still on the bed you had provided for her.
>She seems to be sleeping peacefully. The features of her face, just barely touched by the sunlight, make you feel hot and flustered. Your hands are sweating again and you can’t help but ogle at her slightly parted lips as she breaths softly.
>She is undeniably beautiful.
>You shake your head and head back to your room, pick up what you will be wearing today for class and head to take a shower, hoping to relax a little bit and put away any lusting thoughts.
>The water cools down your body and you enjoy its caress on your body. You are feeling tired since you didn’t exactly have a good night’s rest and hope that Sunset could at least enjoy hers.
>You make quick work of drying yourself off, putting on your set of clean clothes and set out of the bathroom. Your gaze falls once more to the guest room’s door and you notice it is completely closed this time.
>You are certain that she has woken up and head to the door.
>Knocking gently on the door, you call out to her to see if she is awake.
>”Good morning Anon!” she answers immediately.
>You don’t open the door, not knowing if she is presentable inside, and continue to talk through the door.
“Did you sleep well?”
>”Yeah!” she seems very cheerful this morning, “The bed was incredibly comfy.”
“Do you need anything? You can take a shower if you want.”
>There is a pause and she doesn’t speak right away. You feel like your suggestion might have made her uncomfortable, like you’ve stepped too far.
>You are about to apologize when she speaks again.
>”I’d love to.”
>You let go of the breath you didn’t even know you were holding.
“I’ll leave a clean towel in the bathroom. Breakfast will be ready when you are done.”
>Her voice sounds different now, much more serious and with what you believe to be a tinge of melancholy.
>Once more she takes a pause and you hear her footsteps approach the door. Something presses against the door and you can’t tell if it is her hand, her body or something else.
“You don’t have to thank me so much, I’m just trying to help.”
>Her words make you heart soar and can’t help but have a huge grin on your face as you walk downstairs. Had you looked at yourself in the mirror, you would have noticed how hard you were blushing.
>Sunset takes a quick shower and arrives downstairs just as you have finished preparing some coffee and toasts. She is of course wearing the same outfit she had the day before, which is to say the one you would usually spot her wearing at school.
>She beams at you once she notices what you had prepared.
>”It looks like you really know how to make a girl happy in the morning.”
>Something about the phrasing of that sentence made your heart stop for a moment. Your eyes go wide and your whole body stiffens.
>She laughs heartedly and stands next to you, tilting her head to look at your suddenly crimson face. You try to look away in order to hide your expression, but it seems it was useless.
>She giggles and places a kiss on your cheek, whispering into your ear.
>”You are too kind.”
>Both of you are quickly done with breakfast and Sunset goes to pick up her backpack from upstairs while you wash the cups and plates. She then also took her grocery bags and headed to car, where she waited for you.
>You pick up your own pack and the two of you leave for the day.
>She has once more decided to look out the window and to the now completely clear morning sky, resting her head on her hand.
>You focus your eyes on the road, but your mind always wonders to the girl sitting beside you. You think of her home and the things she spoke of the day before. There isn’t much you can do to help her, you barely know about her, but in your heart you know that you must help her in whatever way you can.
>”Hmmm?” she doesn’t turn towards you.
“Do you want to spend another night in the guest room?”
>You hear her shift on her seat and from the corner of your eye you see she is now looking straight at you.
“I’d like to get to know you and I believe you liked the room.”
>A moment of silence passes between you two.
“I don’t mind you staying in that room.”
>”Would you mind if it were someone else?”
>You frown, thinking it over.
“I don’t know.”
>”Why do you worry so much about where I spend the night?”
“I don’t know.”
>The rest of the ride goes by in silence and your mind is almost completely blank, your control of the car comes almost instinctual and you park behind the school without even realizing you did.
>”Will you drive me and my bags home this afternoon?”
>You answer in a monotone voice.
>”I’ll see you later then.”
>She exits the car and starts making her way to the school building. You remain in your seat for a while, looking at nothing in particular. There is still almost half an hour until the beginning of class and you turn on the radio for a while.
>The day goes by in a blur as it so frequently does. You don’t struggle much with your classes and spend each break speaking with whatever friend you encounter in the halls. You don’t talk to Sunset for the rest of the day, only spotting her in the cafeteria during lunch, sitting in a table with her closest friends.
>Once the day is over, you walk out of school and head to your car in silence. You unlock it and you are once again behind the wheel. With the press of a button the radio sparks to life once more and you let the sound of old culture classics fill the car while you wait for Sunset.
>It takes her quite some time to arrive, but the wait didn’t bother you at all. The ac and music were keeping you comfortable as your thought lingered on her.
>”Sorry that I kept you waiting so long, I got a little caught up with the band.”
>You give her a reassuring smile, if only to make sure she doesn’t feel bad about her delay.
>She gets into the car and happily begins to recount you her day. You listen to every word she says, commenting whenever you felt it was appropriate.
>You park the car in front of her flat and with the now sunny day lighting up the front of the building, you can see the graffiti and the closed and broken blinds of almost all of the apartments. The paint is peeling off the outside and you have the strange feeling that someone might be standing behind one of the windows, barely out of sight, watching the two of you.
>She thanks you and get out of the car. You don’t stop her this time.
>She takes her groceries from the back seat and starts to head to the building.
>You get out of the car and run to her. Startled, she turns around and stares at you, waiting for you to say whatever it was you wanted to say.
“Will you come home tonight?”
>She frowns and looks to the side, away from your eyes.
>”I have something to do tonight… I’ll be out late.”
Do you think I should try and get educated on how to program and build robots?
I ask because perhaps I could program a robot to think it was Sunset Shimmer.
It's like creating a tulpa except not as dangerous.
I can get her to household chores, maybe if she looked realistic enough I could take her out. But mostly she'd be indoors cleaning the house and cooking meals for when I get home.
Maybe I could even get some kind of thing to where I could fuck her, and she could feel it and react to being fucked.
Although she could never get Pregnant, which is great because I'd never have to worry about raising a child.
And then me and Sunset could talk to each other and cuddle and tell each other how much we love each other.. Just like the real thing.
>Not programming your waifu.
>Letting your dreams become memes.
It's like you don't even love Sunset.
Magic pone trifecta
>Her voice is distant and emotionless, just like when she spoke of the way she lives. You know whatever her words mean, they pain her.
>You don’t ask her what she means, you know it will probably hurt her to speak of it, and so instead you place your hand tightly on her shoulder and look straight into her eyes.
“I’ll wait if I have to.”
>She closes her eyes and you wonder if she did so to hold something back. Tears are the only thing that comes to mind.
>You give her a moment and when she opens her eyes again you see determination.
>”Wait for me.”
>You squeeze her shoulder softly and give her a confident smile.
>She smiles back and you let go of her. She walks into the old building and you watch her disappear inside.
>You arrive home much faster this time since you didn’t need to take extra precautions while driving under heavy rain. Without any company for the afternoon you head out to your room, throw your backpack on the floor next to your bed, and boot up your computer. You look at the watch and the dial reads 17:34.
>It’s Friday and you have no interest in doing any homework or reading for any one of your school subjects. Instead you decide to log into your Spotify account and play some music while you browse the Internet.
>You read threads on 4chan, watch new videos from your subscribed YouTube channels and finally open up Steam to play some games.
>The hours go by as you circle between those three tasks. Reading, watching, playing. Stopping every so often to go to the bathroom and once to order some pizza.
>Remembering that Sunset is a vegetarian you make it half pepperoni, half spinach and cheese, hoping that it will be of her liking.
>Time rolls by and the pizza arrives but there is still no sign of Sunset. You begin to worry but remembering the determined look she had you push your feelings away, certain that she will be fine.
>You eat your half of the pizza and look at your watch once you are done.
>You go back to your room and play some more video games, focused on improving your score in the MOBA you enjoy so much. A match goes by. Then two. Three, four and five. You start to feel yourself sore from being so tense all the while. Competitive gaming always left you like this, especially when you had an upbeat song playing in the background, accelerating your heartbeat and quickening your reactions.
>By the time you are done playing, 6 matches have gone by, all of them victories, and you feel satisfied. Sunset was now completely out of your mind.
>You glance at your watch once more.
>She still hasn’t arrived.
>Could it be that she knocked at your door or rang the bell and you were too busy to notice it? Was she waiting outside of your door, standing alone in the dark and hoping against reason that you would let her inside?
>You turn your computer off and head down the stairs at a brisk pace, taking three steps at a time. You pick up the keys from the living room table and fumble with them until you manage to unlock the front door. You step outside and take a look around.
>The streets are empty except for a black motorcycle hiding in front of your garage door. You squint, trying to see it more clearly in the dark of the night, but only manage to spot a dark figure sitting next to it.
>For a moment you feel fear rise up in your chest and you begin backing up to the inside of your house, but then a thought hits you out of the blue.
>Sunset has a motorcycle.
>The figure moves slightly, but doesn’t get up, nor does it seem to turn towards you.
>You start to approach warily; ready to sprint back should it happen to be someone else entirely.
>Your heart is pounding and the muscles in your legs start to tense up. Your mind is screaming at you to turn around and get back inside. That can’t be her. That isn’t her.
>You finally get to see the figure by the bike and you were right. It’s not Sunset.
>Magic pone trifecta
Your post seemed to contain some errors! However I made sure to fix them for you.
>Whoever it might be, you don’t recognize her as the Sunset Shimmer you had driven home on the afternoon. This girl is downcast, broken and freezing outside in the cold night.
>She is wearing a semi-transparent white dress that reaches only half way down her thighs and allows you to see her bare skin and crimson underwear underneath. Her leather jacket is placed around her like a blanket and she grips it tightly to keep herself warm. Her face is hidden in between her knees and her hair is an unkempt mess. You hear sobs coming from her.
>She doesn’t lift her head, but addresses you nonetheless.
>”I didn’t want to bother you… thought you might be asleep.” She speaks in between hiccups and sniffs, an uncontrollable sob escapes her the moment she finishes talking.
>You sit in front of her and place your hand on her head.
>She flinches, but relaxes once you start caressing her.
“I said I’d wait for you. What happened?”
>She doesn’t say anything nor does she react, almost as if she hadn’t heard you. You know she did, but you don’t want to push her to talk.
>The night air hits the two of you and you watch her shiver by its touch. You can’t leave her out like this any longer.
“Let’s go inside.” You speak softly to her.
>She shakes her head.
>”I should go home.”
>The sight of her like this breaks your heart. You can feel her trembling beneath your fingers, trying to hold back her crying and taking deep breaths one after the other.
>You take hold of her hand and get your head closer to hers.
“I’ll make you some coffee and you can take a hot bath. Would you like that?”
“And a warm blanket and a place to rest easy for the night?”
>She nods again and sniffs.
>You slowly get up and help her get on her feet. You still hold her hand in your own and hug her close as you walk into your house. She keeps her face away, hiding it from you.
>Only when you two start walking do you notice that she is barefooted.
>You close the door behind you and guide her to the sofa where she sits, still shivering. You run upstairs and head to the guest room, opening the wardrobe and picking up the best blanket you can find within.
>You get down as fast as possible and you find her crawled up, hugging her knees.
>In a swift motion you envelop her in the blanket. She won’t up at you and it only makes you worry more about her.
>You go to the kitchen and start making some coffee for the two of you to share. You try to remember the amount of milk and sugar she had poured into it and do your best to reach the taste she liked.
>You return to the living room and sit next to her. You don’t hug or touch her. You simply extend the cup of coffee towards her and call for her to grab it.
>She takes it and sips from it. Her face scrounges a little and she gives a weak chuckle.
>It seems you overestimated your memory.
>You take a sip of your own cup.
“How are you feeling?”
“Did you ring the bell?” You needed to know if you had been responsible for leaving her outside in the cold.
>”I wanted to… but thought it would be best not to bother you.”
“You should have done so. I was worried about you.”
>She takes a deep breath and sighs heavily.
>”Is that so?”
>You lift an eyebrow at her question and watch her while she stares thoughtfully into her cup.
>She lifts her head at last and turns to meet your gaze. A gasp escapes you and for the second time this evening you feel your heart stop.
>Her right eye is black and swollen, her lip is cut and you can spot the trails of dried blood that had at one point run down the side of her chin. Her left eye still shone with the same beauty and determination you knew she had.
>You don’t know whether to be taken aback by her injuries or the fire in her eyes.
>”I am Sunset Shimmer. You don’t have to worry about me.”
also: >>26039386 >>26058821
there's some "good" anthro of her too, but there isn't much
if you can find
>if you can find ratachu666's original art of Sunset, there are a couple of decent ones of her
Steamy lovemakingand insemination under the stars
if there ever was a 3DPD I'd fug for my waifu...
I see it as a romantic getaway, so I say they're already together but this will be their first time sexing each other
>You hop in the car with Sunset Shimmer
>It had been over 4 years, but now you and her had finally gotten engaged and we scheduled to married in the early months of summer
>To celebrate the two had planned a romantic getaway deep in the mountains, far from people
>It would be just the two of you for an entire three day weekend. Things were sure to get romantic
>Sunset holds your arm tenderly as you place the keys in the ignition
"Are you ready sweet pea?"
>Her face was beautiful, her lips perfection
>You can't believed you had gotten such a beautiful girl to fall in love with you
>"Of course I am darling."
>She gives you a loving peck on the cheek
>You stare deeply into those deep auburn eyes and see her lips curve into a gentle smile
"I love you Anon."
>"I love you too."
>With that you were off and headed on the three hour drive to the cabin
>It only took thirty minutes before she fell asleep
>Her mouth slightly open, letting a little drool fall and strands of hair going down her face
>The farther you got, the more snow appeared, soon a white blanket covered the pavement and trees curved all around you
>The only sound you could hear was the engine and Sunset's light snoring
>After about 2 hours she wakes up
>She sits up and rubs the sleep from her eyes
"Morning. How close are we?"
>"About an hour left."
>She smiles and sits back
"I'm so excited Anon."
>"I am too. This is going to be great."
"I didn't mean this. I mean getting married. I struggled for so long. Giving into darkness, being the school bully, trying to claim power, and then being unable to forgive myself. But.."
"It's all working out you know? It's finally coming together for me. And I have you to thank. Without you I may never have been able to be truly happy. You pulled me out of the darkness."
>"I wouldn't flatter me too much."
"It's true though honey. Thanks. Thanks for just existing."
>"Of course sunny bunny."
>Her face goes bright red
>"What's the matter?"
"N-nothing. Y-you know I always get embarrassed when you call me that."
>You boop her nose
>"And that's exactly why I do it my sunny bunny."
>Her face turns a deep red and you giggle
>"You're so cute."
"Pssh. Am not."
>You banter continues until you finally arrive at the cabin in the middle of nowhere
>You quickly jump out of the car and open the door for her, holding her hand as she steps out
"Oh Anon. You make me feel like a princess."
>"Why don't you make yourself comfortable inside and I'll start unpacking."
"Are you sure? It's freezing out here. I can help if you want."
>"No way. You make yourself comfortable inside."
>She nods and reluctantly goes inside
>You hurriedly unpack everything and go inside to see you beautiful wife to be
>The inside was cozy. A TV for playing movies, a small kitchen, and a single bedroom for two people with a bathroom built in
>Once you both finishing unpacking you sit down in front of the TV and put on a movie
What is the movie?
>"I love you Anon"
>>"I love you too"
Did I read that wrong or?
Rent has always had the girls in tears by the end.
Actually if you wanna get laid, I suggest watching Disney films.
Seriously, me and my girlfriend watched this huge playlist of Disney films, and I couldn't keep her off me.
It was like she got turned on by it or something, can't really explain it..
>Sunset tugs your arm
"Let's watch 50 first dates."
>That movie always gave you feels
>You put it in and place your arm around Sunset, getting a blanket over you to feel warm
>The movie goes forward, you not paying attention to spare your emotions while Sunset eagerly watches
>All of a sudden you feel a warm hand move on your inner thigh
>You and Sunset lock eyes and she has the most devious smile you have ever seen
>You lean in slowly for a kiss and your lips lock
>Sunset gently wraps her arms around you and begins to lightly kiss you
>She takes a deep, nervous breath, knowing what's about to happen
>"Are you sure you're ready for this? We don't have to do this now. Take it at your own pace."
"No... I'm just nervous. This will be my first. I want it with you."
>"Alright. We'll take it nice and slow ok? If it gets too much just say apple. Then I'll stop."
>She lets out another nervous breath
"Ok. I can do this."
>She lays you down on the couch and you begin to make out
>You can feel her thunderous heart beat through her shirt, like a giant drum
>You can practically feel her nervousness from here
>You break from her mouth
>You kiss again and she begins to pull your shirt off with on hand while putting on hand on your stiff sausage
>You slowly move your hand to her breasts making her jump
>You tenderly massage her chest making her squeal in delight
>She unbuttons your pants and pulls them to your knees
>Her eyes look wider than dinner plates and she pulls your underwear down, revealing your hardon
"C-can... Can I give you a..."
>Her face goes beet red
"Y-you know... a..."