Cute Flutterbutter Thread: #1

>>27791688
YES!

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>>27791688
Darn it now I have to post a whole thread full of Banana Hush again.

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>>27791711
Shhh, it's okay, anon.
We all love her here.

Writefag from last thread pls come back

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OP you absolute madman

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>>27791745
I've gone and done it now.

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>>27791734

>>27791735
Which one?

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Gimme (You)s

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best thread

seems im too late to save the other thread

>>27791988
Duh the one with the fluttershy on earth story

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This guy likes Fluttershy, and ive drawn a thing of her

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>>27793962
>that filename

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>>27793987
Im not good at naming so i just throw thoughts at stuff sometimes. Here is another one.

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Yellowquiet a best

>>27791688
We already have a Fluttershy general.
Well...
K-kinda Fluttershy general.
Please come to Flutterrape and we will give (You)s.

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>>27794430
I like to think of flutterape as it's own entity.

And I don't do it for the (you)s.

I do it for her

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>>27794430
I left flutterape years ago when it stopped being purely about Fluttershy.

I don't wanna be raped by some purple ho and orange hick. That's just wrong

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>>27794741
You've got the right idea, anon.

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>flutterape
man i just want the flutterconsentualsnuggles thread

>>27791688
тpи мoпeтa

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>>27794430
Why not have/go to both?
I do

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the anon that makes the vocaroo voice like fluttershy is still alive?

>>27796916
Isn't there many like that?

>>27797295
Fluttershy's voice is as easy to do as Arnold Schwarzenegger, granted you have the voice of a female.

Aaand I'm back!
>>27791190
>A few days passed since that night.
>Fluttershy is pretty much back at 100% now.
>As much as you wish you could say that you’ve made progress on the plan, or have found more people, you can’t.
>Right now, you’re just sitting at your PC that you moved into your office, talking to the only two people that have been discovered so far.
>”So, when do you think we’ll find more people?”
>DF was the first to break the silence you didn’t even notice had fallen over the three of you.
>”No clue. Seems like they might have shown up by now if there are more out there.”
>You didn’t really think of that.
>That would actually be a good thing, only having 3 ponies to have to help.
>However, as if on cue, a ping sounds, signaling somebody’s entrance into the room.
>You stop what you are doing, going to check for new people.
>Just as the sound had signaled, you see a new anonymous user.
“Hey, welcome in!”
>A deep, yet soft voice speaks from the other end.
>”Hey.”
>TF is the next to speak up and greet the newcomer.
>”Sup man, how are you doing today?”
>”Good I guess. How about you?”
>”Doing pretty well, bro. Just hangin’ out.”
>DF introduces himself next.
>”Yo.”
>”So…”
>The new person starts.
>”Your names…”
>As you are about to come up with some bullshit excuse, TF hops in.
>”Oh, well we couldn’t really think of any names, so…”
>Another entry ping.
>Oh shit!
>That’s two in less than a few minutes!
>”Hello?”
>Everyone says their greetings at the same time.
>”Wow, quite a greeting.”
>His words sound slurred.
“You been drinking, buddy?”
>”Yeah dude. Friday night, man!”
>Well, no better reason you could give.
>”So, what are you all up to tonight?”
>TwiFag responds, followed by DashFag, the newcomer from earlier, then you.
>”Just browsing the web right now.”
>”Watching videos.”
>”Staring at my screen.”
“Looking for something to do.”
>You can practically hear his smile when he hears the last two answers.

>>27797542
>”You guys should join me! I don’t feel like dragging my friends out of their houses tonight, so it would be perfect.”
>Drinking isn’t an activity you’ve done heavily for a long time now.
>This guy though, there’s something about the way he acts. You feel compelled to join in with him.
>Well, you have tomorrow off anyway, so…
“Hell yeah, let’s do it. You guys in?”
>DF is the first to respond.
>”I’m in.”
“You in, TF? New guy?”
>TF responds.
>”I don’t have anything with me right now. I’m not much of a drinker anyway.”
>”Okay. I’ve got some around here.”
>You quickly rush to the kitchen, fetching a large bottle of whiskey you keep under the cupboard.
>You’re ready to party.
>…
>A few hours have passed.
>Everyone but TF is drunk off their asses.
>”You know… I never got the explanation for those weird ass names. And there are three people including me named Anonymous, why haven’t you guys picked a name yet?”
“I’m not changing mine, this is my name.”
>”Alright then. Guess me and the other guy will have to change ours. You can call me…”
>He stops to think.
>”I’ll join the others in their naming conventions. Call my Rarifag.”
“So, that’s your favorite pony?”
>No response.
“H-hello?”
>You put on some exaggerated nervousness.
>”Not really. Might be the alcohol telling me to tell you this, but do you know that thread’s premise? The second option?”
>Everyone gives a confirmation.
>”Well, that shit’s fucking real. Though, wrong in a way. I posted for Option One and-“
“Got a random pony?”
>He’s caught off guard, but continues.
>“Yeah. It was Rarity.”
>Suddenly, the other quieter anonymous user speaks.
>”You too? I got Pinkie. I chose her AND Option Two…”
>Looks like it’s time for more explanations.
>For the next quarter hour you all summarize your adventures, revealing what’s been going on.
>The small “party” goes well into the night, leaving you unable to remember going to sleep.
>Through the dark cloud over your mind, you hear a faint voice.

>>27797542
WELCOME BACK

>>27797547
>”A...on…”
>You don’t wanna get up yet…
>”A…n… O…ay…”
>Wait, are you late for work?!
>You instantly shoot up into a sitting position.
>Well, you try to, only to ram your head into something above you.
“GAAGH..! Fuuck!”
>You hold your pounding head, almost regretting being alive.
>”Anon..! A-are you okay? You look awful..!”
>Gee, thanks.
>The voice registers to you, and you recognize it as belonging to Fluttershy.
“O-oh… Good morning… Did you sleep well?”
>She nods, but doesn’t fall for you trying to steer the conversation away.
>”Y-you were asleep for so long… I couldn’t wake you up, you had me so worried…!”
>You open your eyes, realizing you fell asleep under the coffee table in your living room.
>Carefully you slide out from under it.
>You feel like a bit of an ass. You’re supposed to be helping her stay comfortable while she’s here. Both physically and emotionally.
“I’m sorry. I just partied a little too hard last night. It won’t happen again, I promise.”
>Gently you stroke her mane, rubbing behind her ears when you get the chance.
>Her mouth forms a smile as her eyes close.
“What would you like for breakfast today?”
>It takes a while for her to respond, but it doesn’t surprise you in the least.”
>”W-whatever you w-want is fine…”
>Well, you have an idea for something the two of you can eat.
>You take your hand from her head, causing a look of disappointment to come to her face.
>In a few minutes and with little effort, you have a nice bowl of waffle mix ready to be put in the iron.
>After calling the mare in, you slide the finished food out of the hot surface and onto a plate, setting it on the table for her.
“So, I’ve found more of your friends.”
>She almost chokes on her food at the news.
>”O-oh dear, are they okay?”
>You nod.
“The people they’re living with all seem capable and nice from the few days I’ve known them.”
>A sigh of relief is let loose from her mouth.
>”That’s good…”

>>27797559
>The rest of breakfast goes by uneventfully. After everything is picked up, you find yourself sitting with Fluttershy on the couch yet again.
>For once, you decide to start a conversation with her about some of her hobbies.
>Her eyes shine as she lists off various different things she either has done, knows, or wants to do with her animal care.
>You keep up to the best of your ability, but you are no biologist by far.
>Something you notice is just how close she’s scooted over to you. It’s to the point where the side of her right hoof has made contact with your thigh.
>For almost an hour you both just talk.
>The subjects range from your friends, your parents, events at your schools, so many things that you haven’t disclosed with each other before.
>Though, as the conversation turned more sentimental, you notice Fluttershy’s eyes begin to water.
>Uh oh.
“Oh man. I’m sorry, I shouldn’t have steered the conversation that way.”
>She shakes her head, tears building.
>”No, i-it’s o...”
>She begins to tremble, and she sniffs.
>Finally, the damn breaks and the tears fall from her eyes.
>You feel a pang in your heart, deriving no pleasure from seeing her in such a state.
>The feelings currently overtaking you drive you to lean over closer to her.
>With all the feeling you would put into someone you genuinely care about, you wrap her in a gentle embrace.
>In return she slips her hooves under your arms, pressing her head into your chest.
>Neither of you says anything; you remaining quiet because you don’t know what to say, and her just taking comfort from your close proximity.
>You stay like this for about six minutes before simultaneously separating.
>Looking into each other’s eyes, you speak.
“I’m sorry. I should have been more careful about what I-“
>She cuts you off.
>”It’s okay… I’m just… Scared.”
“I understand completely.”
>Quickly you think of a way to change the subject.

>>27797567
“So… How have you found this world so far? I’m sure it can’t compare to home, but… Y’know.”
>You see her face brighten just a small amount.
>"It's interesting so far. I didn't know stuff like this could exist without magic!"
>And with that, you both keep talking, taking pleasure in each other’s company.
>This doesn’t last for long though, as your phone rings from the table you bumped your head on earlier.
>You look at the caller ID.
>It’s from work.
>...
>You hang up.
>They want you to come in today due to being understaffed.
>God damn it.
>Turning to Fluttershy, you inform her of your sudden need to depart.
>Her face, which was once one of near content comfort turns into one of disappointment.
>”Oh… You really have to?”
>You grunt as you get up.
“Yeah, unfortunately. I’ll probably get tomorrow off in compensation, though.”
>A small whimper of disappointment can be heard from her spot on the couch.
>You kneel down and rub her head.
“Don’t worry, this shouldn’t be a long one. I’ll be back before you know it.”
>Honestly, you are surprised at her disappointment with this. Maybe she does get lonely here..?
>You start getting a small idea in her head.
>You might have to make a stop on the way home tonight.

>>27797592
That's it for this update. More later.
For those who want to read up, here's the pastebin: http://pastebin.com/pfFM3x4d
>>27797551
Thank you, my friend!

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>>27797542
Thank God thought you would let this green die

>>27797675
Nope, I already let it die before, and leaving any story behind, whether me or others like it or not kills me inside.

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>>27797604
Thanks, anon! Still think the general was a bad idea?

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Would you?

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>>27797812
Yes.
I'll always love her.

>>27797812
I would never let her get so disgustingly unhealthy. Why would you put your waifu in danger like that?

>>27797777
No problem! I wasn't the one who suggested against it, actually.
Also, nice digits.

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>>27797863
Was thinking more along the lines of if you finally got to Equestria, and found Fluttershy had ballooned up like that, would you still take her?

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>>27798022
Please refer to >>27797844

>>27798022
I'd take her jogging.

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>>27797812
Why yes
I'd see it as an opportunity to coach/bully her back into a healthy weightThen I'd tempt her with sugery snacks until she's right back were we startedand repeat

Do all the writers have pastebin so I can catch up?

>>27799343
Mine's linked here if you want it >>27797604

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>>27799343
We should try to get all our writers pastebins. Good way to keep up.

>>27797307
I'm confused. Are you saying that it's easy for femanons to do an Arnold voice?

I have a hair up my ass to do a Fluttersnuggle oneshot. Should I do it?

>>27801401
what is that hideous creature

>>27801464
It's a butterfly. :^)

>>27801451
Do it. It'll be less lonely being the only writer here.

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>>27796266
Whatcha llistening to, flutterthread?
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=lirMtNJHKPU

>>27803651
Fly Me To The Moon - Frank Sinatra
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=mhZ2X9znPxM

>>27801838
Cool. I'll try it out.

>>27797592
>Work is done within a few hours, just as you predicted.
>While it would normally be sunny out, the sky has been obstructed by a heavy layer of clouds.
>Clouds that are releasing flake upon flake of snow.
>Instead of going home right away, you’ve decided to take a little detour.
>You’ve seen the place you’re headed to before, but have never gone inside.
>A bit of fear creeps into your heart as you think about what could become of your house and your budget.
>You contemplate this as you pull into a parking space of the local pet shop.
>This is a place you haven’t visited before, having no pets around.
>Your parents always said they’d make the house dirty and smell up the place, and you have to agree.
>There’s that, and the simple fact that you’ve never considered getting a pet before.
>Looks like that’s changing now.
>Walking through the front doors of the building leaves you at a lack of words.
>On the outside, it looks like your average everyday hole in the wall, but on the inside, there are lines upon lines of shelves stacked to the brim with various pet supplies.
>After asking for directions, you make your way to the back where the animals are kept.
>When you arrive, you realize that there is one massive gaping hole in your plan.
>You have absolutely zero idea of what animal to choose.
>Sure, Fluttershy will like pretty much everything here, but you want something that the both of you can compromise over.
>As long as it isn’t loud, won’t dig up the yard, and won’t shed and get feces everywhere, you’re fine.
>You look up, ready to begin the search.
>…
>Well, that didn’t go over so bad.
>You just hope that she likes what you’ve chosen.
>Home is only about a block away at this point, and the snow has only gotten heavier.
>This is why you have a weather app on your phone, why don’t you ever check it?
>The final house for a long time before you get to yours passes by your window.
>Funny, no one’s been there since you were just learning to walk.

>>27804171
>Apparently the man who owned the house abandoned his family one day, and never came back.
>The remaining household members left shortly after.
>You reach your house just as the newly developing snowstorm begins to pick up in force again.
>The wind is also getting pretty bad.
>Carefully taking the small, covered animal enclosure out of the back seat, you make your way back inside.
>With one hand on the door, you push it open and call inside.
“I’m home!”
>Unlike the last few times you’ve come inside, you find Fluttershy tidying up in the kitchen.
>”Welcome back, Anon. Oh, what are you carrying?”
>A grin starts creeping onto your face.
“Come into the other room with me and I’ll show you.”
>You carry the container to the living room and await her arrival.
>Dishes clank around a few times in the other room before you hear hoofsteps approaching the door.
>A moment later she sits in front of you and the covered object.
“I stopped after work to pick this up, I thought you might like it.”
>With a flick of the wrist, you uncover what you now reveal to be a cage.
>Inside of it is a-
>”A parakeet..!”
>She’s not wrong.
>Instantly Fluttershy leans in.
“Yeah, the person at the store said it’s a-“
>”A conure!”
>Again, not wrong, but will you be able to get a word in over the expert here?
>She opens the door to the cage, but stops and looks at you.
>You realize she’s asking permission.
>Uncertainty fills your thoughts. To you, it might be a better idea for the bird to get used to its surroundings, first.
>Against your better judgement, you nod your head, and she sticks her hoof inside.
>You are amazed to see it walk onto her arm without a fuss.
>She pulls it out carefully and brings it closer to her face.
>”Hello there..! How are you?”
>In response the bird lets out a few chatters of some sort.
>Either that was damn good timing, or somehow this mare can communicate with actual earthborn animals.

>>27804181
>She goes in to nuzzle it and it takes the action as if she is its mother.
>Again, you are surprised that whatever ability she had in the show has carried over to here.
>It nibbles lightly at her ear and she speaks.
>”Aww… He’s so cute…”
>He, huh? You didn’t bother to find out the gender earlier.
“I figured that you might like to feel a little more at home while you’re here. So I picked this little guy up for you, I hope you like him.”
>Her face grows surprised at your statement.
>”F-for m-me…?”
>She puts the feathered animal back in the cage and looks at you.
>D… Did you do something wrong?
>Your negative thoughts are relieved when she jumps over and nuzzles your shoulder.
>”Thank you… You didn’t have to d-“
“I wanted to. I care about you, and want you to be happy and feel comfortable while you’re here.”
>She steps away, lifting her head up.
>The same small, gentle smile you’ve come to know is on her face.
>You’ve never been much to get mushy over stuff, so you try to switch to another subject.
“I left everything you’ll need for him over there. How’s about you get him fed and watered?”
>The excited pony nods, smile growing larger.
>While she does that, you’ll just go get a change of clothes and check the PC real fast.
>Looking out the window on the way to the closet, you see that the snow has gotten even heavier outside.
>The wind’s howls can be heard with every gust.
>This isn’t just a snowstorm, it’s a fucking blizzard.
>Woo, more shoveling tomorrow…
>You get changed quite fast and head for your office.
>You check the chat room and see two names.
>Rarifag and… Applefag?
>Oh shit.
>You scramble to get your headset when suddenly everything goes black.
>Testing your appendages, you confirm that you’re still conscious.
>You can still see some faint natural light outside the window, so you aren’t blind.
>It’s now that you know that the power has gone out.
“Oh… You gotta be shitting me!”

>Be some anonymous twit
>Be on the ground
>In a forest
>At night
>Without clothing
>You hop to your feet, your head aching
>The last thing you remember is talking with Brian and Vinnie
>Vinnie was babbling about how his favourite series of fighting games had started "caving to the SJWs" because some fem fighters had been covered up, and that pissed him off
>Brian was acting as shifty as usual, mumbling some nonsense about eggs and bestiality
>You had been drinking copious amounts of booze to unwind
>Did Brian try to poison you again?
>Your drink did look odd, and the last time he tried it you awoke in about the same situation, except your clothes were still on
>Shit, you don't even have your phone, so you can't call anyone
>You look around and see light in the distance
>You head towards it, wary of anything at your feet
>Snakes are a bitch
>When you arrive where the light originated, you see that it's some sort of porchlight on a cottage of sorts
>You hesitantly knock on the door
>When the door opens, almost in slow motion, you see a yellow, pink-haired pony
>It opened the door
>Your mouth opens in disbelief
>The pony gets a look of abject terror on her face and slams the door in yours
>You stand at the door for a solid two minutes, still in shock at what you saw
>All of a sudden, you're reminded of your buddy, Miles-Linus, and how he could never shut up about the show he liked
>A show about cartoon ponies
>You come to your senses and knock on the door again, trying to keep your composure this time.
>The yellow pony, still obviously terrified at your presence, only opens the door a crack, managing to squeak out a barely audible, "What do you want, mister?"
>You sigh audibly, and the yellow pony winces.
"Where am I?"
>"Y-y-you're in E-E-Equestria, mister. W-why?"
"Is this Earth?"
>"Uhh... I d-don't understand."
"Look, just calm down. I don't want to hurt you."
>Fuck.
>If this isn't Earth, and you don't know how you got here, then you're probably fucked.

>Furthermore, you have no way of contacting anyone you know
>The yellow pony, seemingly against her better judgement, steels herself and asks, "W-would you like to come in?"
>Not one to turn down potential warmth and a place to sit, you accept.
>You sit down on a couch in the middle of the room.
>The inside of the house itself was rather unimpressive, aesthetically speaking.
>Speaking in terms of the olfactory senses, the room smelled rather nice, like pumpkins and lilac.
>You drum your fingers together, thinking about how to get in contact with your friends, when another sudden thought comes to your head.
"What's your name?"
"M-me? My n-name is..."
>Her voice was too quiet to hear.
"Could you say that again? Maybe a bit louder?"
>"My name is Fl...rsh..."
"One more time. Just a bit louder."
>"My name is F-Flutter...shy."
"Your name is Fluttershy?"
>She nods her head gingerly.
>Well, that's one mystery solved.
>Fluttershy coughs a bit.
>"Uh, I-I'm sorry, but w-what is your... name?"
"Anonymous. You can call me Anon if you want, though."
>Fluttershy starts to look puzzled.
>"What a strange name... uh, sorry."
"S'fine. My parents thought it would make me unique."
>Fluttershy giggles.
>Your heart falters a bit.
>That was adorable.
>You won't tell anyone, though.
>You're a man's man.
>You like guns and shit, like your friend, Karl.
>Fluttershy actually looks rather comfortable now.
>She hops onto the couch beside you and sits.
>"You look kinda scary, but you don't seem so bad."
>Fluttershy's sudden proximity reminds you of your lack of clothing.
>You blush a bit and scoot away from her.
"Do, uhh... you have any cloth I could cover myself up with?"
>Fluttershy seems intrigued.
>"Why? To cover up your face? *gasp* Are you allergic to something here? I'm sorry for not taking that into consideration."
"No, no. I just wanna cover up my, uh, lower area."
>Fluttershy looks down and gasps again.
>"Are you embarrassed about your strange-looking front tail?"

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Good night to anyone lurking in the thread.

I love you all.

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>>27805811
DELETE THIS, PLS

>>27805859
Shit, what happened?

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>>27805877
Shhh, it's ok anon
He can't hurt us now

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>>27805924
Goddamnit, freind, just tell me.


Here, have a fluttershy.

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>>27805980
Mod is obviously a Flutterfag.

>>27805877
>>27805980
It was just this>>27805776
but with a decapitated head.

>>27804190
And then shit got real.

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goodnight thread and keep it alive anons

>>27796916
Rina-chan?

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>>27806710
As long as we're on this topic.
I want FlutterTied back.

>>27804190
>You can’t see anything right now.
>The nearest flashlight you can think of is in your bedroom. It’s a good thing you know this place like the back of your hand.
>Miraculously, you somehow make it to your destination and grab the flashlight.
>Turning it on, you decide to look for Fluttershy.
>The first and only place you look is in the living room.
>Pointing the light around reveals her to be sitting on the couch, trying to see her surroundings.
>”Anon..! What happened to the lights..?”
>You sit down next to her.
“The power was knocked out by the snowstorm. Hopefully it will be back in a few hours.”
>She looks at you curiously in the tiny amount of light.
>”How could the snow do that?”
>Pointing out the window with the light, you explain.
“Have you seen those posts in the ground with what looks like threads or strings of some kind coming out of them?”
>”Um… Yes, I remember those.”
>You point the light back down to the couch.
“Well, those carry electricity from the main source to various different houses. Sometimes if one of the lines in between a set of posts is damaged, every house up ahead of it will lose power.”
>That was the simple explanation.
>”Oh, I see…”
>Hours pass, and there is no sign of power returning as of yet.
>Neither of you can find much to do aside from talking to each other for a while until you suggest picking up where you left off in the book you two have been reading.
>Fluttershy gladly agreed as you grabbed it from the shelf and opened it back up to the page you left off on.
>Though she could read it for herself, you continue to read it out loud and let her follow along.
>As the temperature outside drops, so does the temperature in the house.
>The heat isn’t running without power.
>You come to the end of a chapter and let out a yawn.
>Looking at your phone, you find it close to being time to sleep, anyway.
“Alright, I think I’m going to turn in for the night, how about you?”

>>27807194
>Your yawn seems to be contagious, as she lets out one of her own.
>”I think I will, too…”
>Having no running water to do your nightly routines, you both head straight for bed.
>Taking your light blanket from under the couch, you cover yourself up, hoping it will be enough to shield you from the rapidly dropping temperature.
>You lie there for a time, slowly drifting in and out of half sleep.
>From the other room, you hear the constant shifting of bedcovers from your room.
>This continues for around fifteen minutes before you force yourself up to investigate.
>It takes until you are at the entrance to your bedroom to hear the chattering of teeth.
“Fluttershy..? Are you okay?”
>Through the darkness you see her poke her head out from under the blanket.
>”O-o-o-oh… I’m s-s-sorry Anon… Did I wake y-you..?”
>You witness her shiver heavily as her teeth chatter.
>Once again you ask her what’s going on.
>”Oh… I-it’s just c-cold… I h-hate to b-bother you, but do you h-have a heavier blanket..?”
>You scratch the back of your head, trying to remember.
“I’ll look real fast. I’ll be right back.”
>First you check the closet. Then you check another closet. Then the last one in the house. None to be found.
>Next you check the basement. Still no blankets. How the hell is this possible?
>A few minutes later, and you’ve turned the whole house upside down.
>There are no heavier OR extra blankets to be found.
>You return, and to Fluttershy’s disappointment, empty handed.
“I’m sorry. I always just made due with what I have around here. You can have my blanket if you want.”
>”N-no, I can’t deprive you of warmth… You have less fur than me.”
>You open your mouth to protest again.
>”Anon, you’ve already done so much for me… I can’t accept this.”
>Wow, she’s really adamant on this, isn’t she?
>Closing your mouth, you begin to formulate a plan.
>Something comes to you, and you rush back to the living room.
>You come back with your blanket in hand.

>>27807201
>”Anon, y-you really don’t…”
“If you don’t want me to give this to you, how’s about we share it?”
>A bold move, but you have good intentions.
>”Wh-wha..?”
>The flustered pony remains quiet for a few moments before stumbling over a response.
>”O-okay…”
>Wow, you didn’t expect her to go with that idea.
>With a plan of action accepted by you both, you spread your blanket over the bed.
>Taking a shaky breath, you climb in to the bed.
>it’s small, but made for two people.
>You can almost feel Fluttershy’s body heat from here.
>This night is going to be interesting.


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Late night update.

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>>27807210
it begins

>>27807210
As hell yeah

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>>27807210

>>27807210
>The first hour passes relatively easily.
>The two lightweight blankets provided just enough heat to fend off the disappearing degrees.
>However, the poor insulation in your house was no match for the elements outside, and you soon feel the bed start to rumble.
>You roll over, having had your back turned to the mare to avoid any possible awkward situations.
>It may be dark, but you can still tell that Fluttershy is shivering again.
>Isn’t her fur supposed to help with that?
>If only you kept that gas heater…
>Faintly you can still feel the heat radiating off of Fluttershy’s body.
>Body heat… That’s usually the way to conserve heat and keep warm in extreme situations.
>It would also be an easy solution here, but you highly doubt that she’d agree to it.
>Though, you may just be able to use her shy nature against her…
>You begin to change your breathing. Slowly you change it from its average medium pace to one that’s a bit slower.
>Closing your eyes, you begin to breathe a bit heavier.
>Eventually you sound as close as you can to a half snore.
>Praying that this doesn’t backfire, you shift around and drape an arm over the pony in front of you.
>A squeak of surprise sounds out as you bring her against your chest.
>She is dead still aside from her breathing.
>Her rigid body soon eases up.
>When she’s finally completely relaxed, she eases into your chest, seemingly enjoying the warmth.
>You are taken by surprise when you feel her muzzle burry itself into part of your curled up arm.
>Admittedly, this is pretty damn cozy now.
>Enough so that in a matter of minutes, you drift off to sleep.
>You awaken partially, only somewhat able to make out your surroundings.
>The room is light, signaling the arrival of the sun.
>You look over at the clock on the nightstand, and are relieved to see it blinking.
>The power’s back.
>Attempting to rub your eyes results in you realizing that your arms are immobile.

>>27812980
>About to panic, you pry your eyes open and look at your unmovable limbs.
>You are met with quite the tranquil sight when you do, though.
>In your arms rests a quietly sleeping yellow pegasus, hugging your top arm to her chest.
>Your bottom arm has somehow ended up supporting her back.
>It almost pains you to have to take your arms back, but you have to if you want to be able to talk to her normally this morning.
>For almost seven minutes you work on slipping your arms out without waking the peacefully slumbering mare.
>You roll out of bed, successful in your endeavor to avoid waking up your bedmate.
>Time to reset those clocks.
>As you go about the tedious task of setting every clock in the house, you begin to get lost in thought.
>It’s been just a little more than a week since this all started
>You’ve found four out of five of Fluttershy’s friends in that time.
>However, you’re no closer to finding a way home for them.
>So far, Twilight’s been the only one being able to do any real work towards dimensional travel, and that hasn’t been going so well.
>You five are the only ones that know about the existence of these ponies so far, and despite having revealed this info to each other, no one has disappeared.
>Recently though, a subject was brought up.
>Just how many rules of that thread are in effect?
>Sure, one rule has been broken already and there seem to be no consequences, but what about the other?
>”She will fall in love with you in time.”
>A few of the other anons had mentioned the pony they were living with had started acting a tad strange around them.
>It started with Dashfag. Though he and Dash were getting along now, he was far from pleased with the signals being thrown his way by his blue companion.
>Most of what he said was too loud for his microphone to handle, so you were forced to take his word that she was starting to want to become more than friends.

>>27812985
>The next day, Rarifag showed up. His mood wasn’t much better. During the “party”, he revealed that one of the reasons he was drinking was because of Rarity.
>Apparently she was starting to show some questionable signs.
>Complimenting his appearance, personality, denying his attempts at self-deprecation…
>You all tried to reassure him that she was just being nice, but he swore that by the look in her eyes, that wasn’t the only reason.
>Despite all of that, there haven’t been any outright confessions yet.
>If this is true, and something like this is going to happen to everyone in this mess eventually, you all have to work fast.
>Everyone agreed that the ponies should be returned home, even PF, who actually chose the outcome he got.
>That’s one thing you’re thankful for. Mostly everyone in this mess has a level head and wants the right thing.
>You’re just worried that you won’t be able to fix this before Fluttershy possibly starts having feelings for you.
>it’s hard to think of what to do if that day does come to pass.
>Reject her for her own good? She’d be better off back home building a life in her own world, for sure. You’d hate for her to want to stay because of you.
>Come to think of it, you aren’t even sure how you feel about her.
>You get along very well, and she’s very sweet. You both help each other out when needed. You always enjoy doing different things together…
>But could you really see yourself getting into a relationship like that with her?
>Especially with the species gap…
>You shake your head.
>This is something you’ll save for later.

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While working on this, I found a plot hole that required me to rewrite half of the post. Possible quality drop.

>>27812995
You're doing great

>>27813618
I'm scared of marriage

>>27814049
no
youre scared of failing her

and scared of her ditching you and fucking your life over at earliest convenience

>>27812995
Oh no. OH NO.

BAD ENDING ON THE HORIZON.

>>27814213
Actually, I'm just afraid of not being able to do stupid stuff that could get me killed anymore without having to worry about someone worrying about me.

I'm an idiot, pay me no mind.

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Why can't there be more threads like this?

>>27817598
I swear, half of my dates seem to end up like this.

>>27817605
True, 0/2=0

>>27818621
Exactly

>>27812995
>You and Fluttershy have decided to take another walk through the woods today.
>The blizzard was two days ago, but the temperature has only managed to get rid of about an inch or two of snow.
>”The woods look beautiful today…”
>You look around, ears perking up at the voice to your side.
>Finding beauty in nature has never been a strong suit for you.
“Yeah. The blizzard really worked its magic.”
>As you walk and take in the sights, you halt mid step.
>Just ahead, a few steps from you is a rabbit.
>You hold out your arm, halting the pegasus’s forward movement.
>She looks to you, about to ask what’s happening, but that is soon answered when you point towards what stopped you.
>Before you can tell what she’s doing, Fluttershy ascends over your arm and lands a few steps ahead.
>This isn’t going to go the way she thinks it is.
>You try to reach out to stop her, but she begins to talk to the creature ahead of her.
>”What are you doing out here, little one?”
>To your surprise, the animal doesn’t run away, but hops closer.
>”It’s cold out here, are you looking for food..?”
>It hops closer once more, and she continues to talk to it as if it is an actual person.
>You look around your surroundings, looking for any signs of reality collapsing.
>It’s quite reminiscent of the first night you found Fluttershy in your house.
>Soon she sends the rabbit off with a wave and turns back to you.
>”Is something wrong, Anon..?”
>You shake your head, wondering if your education on this sort of thing was wrong, or if the world is wrong.

>You slam the breaks to your car as you pull into the garage.
>This is the third time this week that you’ve almost ran over some kind of small animal on your way in.
>Looking over, you see Fluttershy holding open the front door to let a line of animals out.
>She gives you a quick wave and a smile before disappearing out the door along with them.

>>27819073
>It’s been five days since you’ve discovered that Fluttershy’s strange ability to communicate with animals also works here.
>Ever since, she’s been taking care of whatever animals she can find outside.
>Getting out of your car, you enter your house and head for your computer.
>You’ve set up a brainstorming session with the rest of the group today.
>Nobody’s really come up with any ideas on their own for the past few days, so hopefully having a group sessions will yield some results.
>Waking up your PC, you see that everyone is online.
>Putting on the headset, you join in the voice channel.
>”Alright, Anon’s here, now.”
>Applefag is the first to greet you.
“Oh, heya AF. I haven’t seen you since before my power went out the other day!”
>He laughs before speaking again.
>”Yeah, sorry about that. I’ve had to work really hard for finals coming up.”
>Chucking, re reminisce on your own days as a college student.
“I feel ya there. Shit can be rough. Hope you’re doing well at least.”
>”It’s working out, thanks. So… Is everyone here?”
>All five of the rest of you respond one at a time.
>”Alright then,”
>Twifag starts.
>”Let’s get going.”

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Short update, but the prelude to some bigger stuff coming on, so I wanted to post something for you all to read if I take a while.

>>27806724
I wish I could even listen to FlutterTied's stuff. Most of it seems to have been deleted.

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>>27820051
Got any that still work?

>>27803651
https://youtu.be/dZLfasMPOU4

>>27819086
>”First of all, I’d like to say that we may be onto something. Well, Twilight, at least.”
“How so?”
>”Well,”
>TF clears his throat.
>”Yesterday Twilight was working on the portal spell again. Most of what she explained went right over my head since I’m a dumbass, but something she did made her start detecting some magic residue close by.”
>Applefag speaks up.
>”How does she know that’s not just radio signals or something? We don’t know how that kind of thing could react to magic in this world.”
>”She’s certain that this is magic. Apparently it’s very specific.”
“Well, no use questioning the expert, if you ask me.”
>The rest of the group concurs with your statement, as Twilight is really the only living being on the planet right now that understands magic.
>”So, have you tried tracking it down yet?”
>”Not yet, Mr. Pink. She only found it before bed last night.”
>Pinkiefag falls over his words, shooting back a disapproving response at his sudden nickname.
>”Why am I Mr. Pink? That’s a faggot’s name!”
>DF laughs sharply.
>”We all have “fag” in our name, dipshit.”
>”Yeah, but mine’s worse because I have “pink” and “fag” in my name!”
>”Well, get better taste in ponies next time!”
>”Oh, you mean like Rainbow Dash, then?”
>”You listen here, I didn’t-!”
>AF is the one to break up the squabble.
>”Calm down guys. We’re supposed to be thinking of a way to fix all this, remember?”
“Yeah, what that guy said.”
>In a short while, the conversation is back on track.
>”So, I was thinking. What if we-“
>The communication client pings, alerting everyone to a new person’s presence.
>Everyone falls dead silent, doing their best to avoid leaking potential info.
>”Hello?”
>This person definitely sounds older than the rest of you.
>Not quite elderly, but not young, either.
“Hey there. How’re you doing today?”
>He replies in a gruff tone.
>”Eh, as good as I can be all things considered. How’s about yourself? Anybody else in here with you?”

>>27822303
>One large amalgamation of voices sound out at once, answering his question immediately.
>”Well, I’ll take that as a yes. So, what’re you all doing in here?”
>You think quickly, crafting a believable lie.
“We’re just shooting the shit right now, how’s about you?”
>”Eh you know, the usual. Yard work, washing the car, waiting for the inevitable embrace of death. That kinda stuff.”
>”Ain’t that the truth!”
>DF pipes up at the mention of waiting to die.
>Typical.
>TF speaks next.
>”So, how’d you find the place?”
>”I was just browsing the board. Found the thread and saw the link to the group you posted up. I figured “Why not try to meet some new people? The internet seems to be popular for doing that nowadays”.”
>When he’s done with his story, Rarifag responds.
>”As good a way as any, I guess.”
>The new person chuckles.
>”Well, creating the thread also helped too, probably.”
“Oh, so YOU’RE the OP, huh?”
>Again he lets out a small laugh.
>”The one and only.”
>He stops for a moment.
>”I guess my ass has a name, now.”
>Having been looking at the chatroom window just now, you witness his name change from what it was set to when he came in.
>Where there was once the default “Anonymous” is now two simple, capital letters.
>RF acknowledges the new name.
>”OP, huh? Well, it’s easy to remember.”
“Keepin’ it simple, always a good thing.”
>With the introduction of a person outside of the circle, the plan for a brainstorming session is thrown out the window.
>Surprisingly, everyone is able to take an equal part in the conversation, even though one is more advanced in years.
>Looking at your clock, you see that it’s about time for dinner.
“Alright people. I’m gonna go get something to eat, I’ll catch you all later.”
>They all say their goodbyes and you close the program.

>>27822314
>Preparing dinner is a simple task, as all you had to do is make a couple of sandwiches.
>All you had to do was put the toppings on and toast them until the cheese melted, and you have a nice meal.
>The only difference between yours and Fluttershy’s is that hers has daisies on it in addition to the other ingredients.
>You look outside, finding her tending to some more animals.
>How did she even amass so many in so little time?
>Opening the window, you call out to the pale colored pegasus.
“Dinner’s ready!”
>You grab a couple cups and fill one with water, leaving the empty one next to her plate.
>Shortly after, the door to the kitchen opens, with Fluttershy following through.
>”The food looks wonderful, Anon. Thank you.”
>You shrug.
”Thanks, and don’t mention it.”
>She looks closer at your food, and raises an eyebrow.
>”Anon, I don’t mean to be nosy, but can I ask you something..?”
>Swallowing a bite of food, you nod.
“Go for it.”
>”Well, why don’t you ever eat any meat?”
>You didn’t expect that.
“How did you know I can?”
>She points to her mouth.
>”Your teeth! They can tell you a lot about what you can eat.”
>Oh yeah, that’s true.
“Ah, you have a point. You’re right, I can eat meat. To answer your question: I’ve just been making meals we can both eat. I’ve been too lazy to make any meat for me.”
>Her eyes grow wide at the revelation.
>”Are you at least eating foods to replace the nutrients you’d normally get from meat..?”
>Now it’s your turn to raise an eyebrow.
“The what now?”
>She lets out a defeated sigh.
>The rest of dinner goes by normally, aside from Fluttershy reminding you a few times to eat properly.
>As you wash off the plates, she softly walks over to your side.
>”Um, Anon..?”
>You continue to wash off the plate and respond.
“Hm?”
>Her eyes dart nervously before continuing.
>”A-are you doing anything after… after this..?”

>>27823018
>Placing the dish in the drainer, you turn to her.
“Eh, I was just thinking about working on a few things in my office.”
>Fluttershy’s head falls, long mane dangling in front of her face.
“Why? You have something in mind?”
>She picks her head back up, uncertainty plain on her face.
>Beginning to scrape the floor with a hoof, she starts to speak.
>”N-not really… I was just thinking that maybe we could…”
>The last words that come out of her mouth are a near inaudible mumble.
“I’m sorry, what was that last part?”
>This time, she speaks clearly.
>”Maybe we could… Spend some time… together..?”
>You stop to think.
>About two days ago, you decided to let her have more time to herself.
>Once she started finding more animals to take care of, you thought you might have been suffocating her with your constant proximity.
>Well, you’ve been wrong before.
>Must be now is no exception.
“I don’t see why not! Is there anything in particular you want to do?”
>The yellow hoof continues to scrape the floor.
>”Maybe w-we could just… talk?”
>You can’t help but notice she’s acting a bit strange.
>Talking to her might possibly reveal more to this puzzle.
“Yeah, we could do that. Want to go make ourselves comfortable?”
>Fluttershy nods, then follows you when you start moving.
>You both reach the living room shortly and sit on the couch.
>She looks at you.
>You look at her.
>She turns away, not sure how to handle the eye contact.
“So… anything in particular you want to talk about?”
>The mare stays quiet for a bit before taking a deep breath.
>”Y-yes, um…”
>As soon as she turns her head back to you, her words seem lost.
>You lift your arm and place your hand on her back, beginning to gently rub it.
>She leans into your touch almost as soon as it starts, and it seems to help coax her thoughts out.

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>>27823018
HAPPENING
I AM PREPARING MY BODY FOR CUTE OVERLOAD

>>27823022
>”W-well I… I’ve been here for a little while…”
>You keep rubbing her back, staying mindful of her wings.
“Mmhmm..?”
>”I-I’ve been thinking… You’ve been s-so helpful… and nice. I don’t know… what I would have done without you here. O-or what I WILL do without you if I can get home…”
>Wait.
“Huh..?”
>Her head raises, eyes meeting your own.
>Through the uncertainty you can see a glint of something you rarely see from her.
>Courage.
>”Anon… I…”
>This isn’t happening right now, is it?
>”I like you… I have s-since we met. But now, I do so much m-more…”
>At this point, you can’t even form a coherent thought anymore.
>”You’ve done so much f-for me, b-but… I’d be so happy if you’d do one more thing… If you’d be my special someone…”


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Sleep, why have I forsaken such a wonderful thing?

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>>27823034
IT HAPPENED

HAPPENNIIIIIIIING

THIS IS NOT NORMAL OR OKAY

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>>27823097
OH IT IS VERY OKAY

PREPARE YOUR BODY FOR ITS FINALLY HAPPENING

>>27823034
>A man died of a heart attack inside of his homet last night around midnight
>Coroners are telling us there was a high level of diabeetus in his blood stream that may have less to his early demise

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>>27823034
YES

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>>27823034

>>27823034
>Up until now, you never knew it was possible to break someone’s brain verbally.
>After the last words escaped Fluttershy’s mouth, you retreated into your mind.
>Questions buzz around with no clear answer for any of them in sight.
>You can’t…
>Can you..?
>Do you WANT to..?
>In all your life, you can say you never really felt true romantic love.
>Sure, you’ve had many a girl over for a fun time in the bedroom, but that was when you were young and only slightly dumber than you are now.
>When you read that thread, you can honestly say you never considered the romantic side of the deal.
>And even after all this happened, you always tried to push it away as something that probably wasn’t going to happen.
>It’s not like you don’t like her. She’s great company, and you’d be lying if you said it wouldn’t be lonely without her.
>The question though is, do you like her like that?
>You’ve never really thought about it.
>You could always give her a chance and see how it turns out…
>What if it ends badly, though? To hurt her in such a way would be terrible.
>Not to mention the whole “different species” thing.
>You think back to what your dad would always tell you.
>”It’s not about what they look like. If their personality is good enough, you can look past anything.”
>He was probably referring to humans, but the point still stands.
>You sit there, dumbfounded and staring into space.
>Out of the corner of your eye, you still see Fluttershy looking at you, a heavy blush spread across her face.
>Gotta say something.
>Inhaling, you open your mouth to speak.
>You don’t know what to say.
>Exhaling, you say the only thing that floats through your mind.
“I don’t know…”
>You turn your head to her, too confused to read her expression.
>”H-huh..?”
>Oh hell.
>She heard you.
>No choice but to face the music, now.
>With a heavy sigh, you repeat your last statement.
“I… I don’t know. This just came out of nowhere for me.”

>>27829543
>Realizing you still have your hand on her back, you pull back.
“You’re a great pony. Don’t ever think differently. I just…”
>You take a shaky breath.
“I’m not sure if this is a good idea.”
>Fluttershy’s head falls.
>”O-oh…”
>Shit, she’s taking it the wrong way.
“I mean, just…”
>Your words pick a grand time to fail you.
>The couch shifts as you feel her get off.
“Fluttershy, I didn’t mean…”
>She shakes her head.
>”N-no, it’s o-okay… I understand.”
>You lose sight of her, still frozen in your seat.
>Not long after, you hear the back door open, then close.
>What came over you just now..?
>Remaining on the couch, you contemplate what you could have said.
>What you should have said.
>Maybe it would just be best to give her some time for herself.
>Pulling out your phone, you check the chatroom, finding only Rarifag and Applefag.
>You enter the voice room and speak, your voice sounding drained.
“Anybody here?”
>AF responds, sounding curious.
>”Yo, I’m here. RF is, too.”
>”Yup. You sound like shit, Anon. Something wrong?”
>You sigh.
“Where would I even begin?”
>AF tries to reassure you.
>”Well, wherever you choose, I’m all ears.”
>”Same here.”
>You chuckle bitterly.
“Alright, thanks. Well, it goes like this…”
>They both listen intently as you tell the tale of today’s events.
>You punctuate your last sentence with a deep breath.
“And that’s all there is to it.”
>Looking out the window, you await a response.
>AF is the first to pitch in.
>”Well buddy, I can’t really tell you how to feel. If you ask me though, you seem to care about her a lot. And-”
>Before he gets too far, the other person throws a thought in.
>”Yeah. You’re afraid of hurting her somehow, but with the way you speak, you’d do your damndest to be sure she was happy.”
>Picking up where he left off, AF speaks.
>”Pretty much what he said. To me, it sounds like you’re afraid of yourself. Just try to imagine how far you’d go for her. The answers to questions like that might just help you along.”

>>27829553
>You stop to think about what he said.
>Could it be as simple as that? It seems like you’d know your own thoughts.
>”Also, I hope you don’t mind me asking, but where is she right now anyway?”
>You stop to think again.
“I… really don’t know.”
>In that moment, they both descend upon you like hungry vultures.
>”Well you should probably look for her, then.”
>”Yeah man, you never know…”
>Looking at the clock, you see at least twenty minutes have passed.
“Alright, you guys are probably right. I’ve gotta get going.”
>You don’t even let them say bye before closing the app and running for the door.
>Uncertainty still clouds your mind.
>One thing is sure to you, though.
>You are going to find closure for this.

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>>27829553
OH FUCK DID HE BLOW IT

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>>27829766
>satan dubs

>>27829563
nice to see you again.

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Would you guys like to see a cozy but unfinished /ss/ story?
Because I'm gonna post it. Regardless.

>>27829563
>Bolting outside, you are slightly disheartened to find no living thing in your now grassy back yard.
>The sun’s hot rays are an unwelcome burden as you pace around nervously.
>Where could she have gone?
>She went out the back door, so the only other place she could have gone if she didn’t decide to hop your fence is…
>You look to the back of your property.
>The woods.
>You set off in a sprint.
>If you go fast enough, you can still find her.
>Even though you haven’t been running for too long, your pulse has elevated significantly.
>You really fucked up.
>You need to find her and fix this, now.
>As you run through the start of the wooded area, you try to formulate a plan through clouded judgement.
>First, you’ll check the areas that you and she usually travel through.
>If that fails to yield anything, you’ll…
“Fuck…”
>You don’t know what to do after that.
>For now, you’ll just run until you’re in unfamiliar territory.
>At around the halfway point, you trip.
>You fly towards a scraggly tree, throwing your arms out to catch yourself.
>The impact is spread out through something other than your face, but it doesn’t make your arms feel any better.
>You inspect your arms after falling to the ground.
>Splinters of all shapes and sizes are embedded in your forearms.
>Suddenly, a flashback triggers in your mind. One in which a somewhat tentative Fluttershy was tending to some shards of sharp glass in the same area.
>That was what broke the ice between the two of you…
>Maybe you shouldn’t have been so nice to her. If you were cold and distant, she wouldn’t have built up these feelings.
>You grunt out loud.
>No use dwelling on the past.
>Hanging your head, you try desperately to think of a plan of action.
>What is it about this shy little pony that gets you so riled up?
>Taking a deep breath, you get to your feet.
>You have to keep going.
>Even if your only plan is just “Track down Fluttershy”.
>Wait… Track…

>>27830959
>The soil around this place has always been soft.
>You look to your feet.
>Lifting one up reveals an ever so slight dent in the ground from your shoe.
>Oh how you hope she didn’t choose to fly…
>You turn to where you came from, running once more.
>When you’re back at the entrance leading to your property, you hold your breath and look down.
>To your excitement, you can see the faint outlines of a hooved creature.
>From what you’ve seen of the undersides of her hooves, this matches up well.
>You grab a stick for marking anything that you may need to on the ground whilst tracking.
>The tracking proves to be more difficult than you expected, but you’ve surprised yourself many ways while doing it.
>While doing this, you’ve found more than just her hoof prints.
>A stray strand of pink mane here, a yellow feather there…
>You are certain you are on her trail now because of it.
>She really went out far. You’ve never been out here before.
>You didn’t even know these woods were this big!
>Eventually, her tracks are lost, and all that’s left is grass.
>You kick the ground in frustration, looking up for the first time in what feels like hours.
>What you see shocks you.
>Just a few yards in front of you is a river.
>Not a stream. An honest to god river.
>You really should have looked up a satellite image of this place.
>It looks almost still, and makes no noise.
>Scanning the length of the newly found river uncovers a further surprise, a very welcome one at that.
>Sitting at the side of the body of water is the pony whose heart you’ve broken.
>She’s facing the water, just looking in.
>Your heart is filled with relief.
“Fluttershy!”
>It all happens almost as if in slow motion.
>Her hair stands up on end, and she shoots into the air.
>Momentum caries her forward, and her wings remain clamped to her sides.
>You step forward, trying to keep her from falling in.
>It’s too late.
>She tumbles into the calm river…
>…Only to be carried away at an extreme speed.


>>27830934
Do

>>27804949
please tell me this the mirror to the other story with the ponies ending up on Earth also keep going

>>27829543
this is the first post i read from this story,im a newfag and thought this shit was fucking gay

i went back and read the rest out of curiosity and im hooked

fuck

>>27831130
>Reading your first line
Hell yeah dude, finally someone who agre-
>Reading the second line
Damn it.

Thanks, though. I really detest almost everything I write.

>>27831156
this shit is great man, keep going

>>27830966
I know what you're doing because I've done it too.
>It was like any other day.
>Which was wonderful now.
>Having something to look forward to will do that.
>You are Fluttershy.
>And the sun shining and birds singing are what wake you.
>You yawn as you sit up.
>Then begin feeling the familiar disappointment building until you remember the date.
>Then you smile.
>It was Friday.
>Which means you have two days to spend with him~
>You sigh and get up.
>He still wouldn't be here for nearly a third of the day.
>You were already shaking in anticipation.
>Oh how to spend that time...
>Well first things first.
>You head to the bathroom to get decent.
>In the mirror is a disheveled, happy yellow mare.
>A quick shower and some brushing fixes that.
>Once finished with your routine, you prepare breakfast for yourself, Angel, and the rest of your little critters.
>Seeing them alway made you feel better, knowing you had them to care if something were to happen.
>Now it only adds to the wonderful sensation in your heart.
>You finish quicker than you expected, leaving you to once again decide how to pass the time.
>It was still early, so maybe you could go visit him quickly?
>No, it was already a little late for that.
>Probably better that way too.
>You ponder with a hoof under your chin.
>Oh! You knew what you could do.
>He'd definitely be hungry after a long day.
>Maybe you could set up a special little something for dinner.
>You've never had the opportunity to have a -real- date so this would be an amazing opportunity for the both of you.
>Your wings flutter with excitement.
>It was gonna be perfect. You just knew it.
>Though, you'd need to go get a few things first.
>So you grab your bags and head out, humming one of your favorite tunes.
>Most of your animal friends exit as well.
>Some of the birds even follow and sing with you.
>But they return home once you make it far enough.
>Now being outside you really were able to see the beauty of the day.

cute pone, best pone

>>27831218
>You fly all the way to town.
>Like every time you went to the market, you dealt with the haggling.
>Usually it wasn't so bad, but today you couldn't even see the front of the line.
>You almost decided to turn back and head home defeated.
>But then you saw him.
>He was concentrated on something, you could see him through the window.
>Seeing him filled you with so much pride.
>Even though he didn't notice you, you felt more confident now.
>And you managed to get it done.
>So with everything you'd need, you turned back and went home.
>On the way there, few of your friends said hello.
>Some offered to spend some time together, but you sadly turned them down with a promise to do it at later time.
>It still felt horrible to refuse Rarity, but you'd been waiting so long for this.
>Now back at your cottage, you put up everything you'd just bought.
>It definitely felt like some time had passed.
>You check the kitten themed clock.
>It had barely been 2 hours.
"Oh."
>You thought it would've been time by now.
>You're not sure what to do now.
>No one else was supposed to come over and you had cleared your entire day and some.
>The book on the table catches your eye.
>Well. As long as you had nothing better to do...
>You snatch it along with a blanket and curl up on the sofa.
>Angel was already laying asleep there, so he wasn't able to protest as you pulled him closer.
>With a few more adjustments, you cracked it open without looking at the cover.
>You always liked being surprised by what you read.

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w proof

>>27831230
>The ground shook, nearly knocking you off your hooves.
>You curl up into a balls as you wish for it to be over.
>Then you open your eyes.
>Oh.
>It was just a dream.
>Angel was shaking your head around.
>You smack your lips a few times and look at the clock.
>It's about time for his snack it seems.
>Also about the time Anon would show up.
>...
>Oh no.
>How could you forget?!
>After giving him his treat you hurry and get everything set.
>You're forced to stop when you heard a few gentle knocks.
>You've heard that many times before.
>The butterflies start going wild inside as you process it.
>Still, just to be safe.
"Umm, who is it?"
>Silence.
>"It's me."
>Instantly the voice clicks inside your head and you rush to the door.
>You pull it open a crack and see him.
>Once you do, you grab him and look behind his shoulders.
>Everything was clear, so you pull him inside.
>He squirms and giggles as you plant kisses on his face.
>Then you hug him tightly.
>"Jeez, you must've really missed me."
>He laughs a little more and returns it.
>You let him go after it lasts a good minute or so as Anon complains.
>"Oh, I got you something!"
>He drops his bag and pulls out a single red carnation as well as a small box of chocolates.
>You stare at them for a few seconds.
>"D-did you like them?"
>He rubs the back of his neck.
>You pull him close to your chest and kiss his neck.
>It was at times like this you forgot he was only 12 years old.

>>27831272
>12.
>It hit you like a brick.
>Anon.
>Was 12.
>You had well over a decade on him.
>You'd managed to get over that multiple times, but you still got reminded of it from time to time.
>And every time, you didn't feel any less guilty.
>Now was no exception.
>You moved and looked at his face.
>He had his eyes closed until then.
>He blushes.
>"Are you okay?"
>His voice as high as it was, still soothed your tense mind.
>You smile and nod.
>Accepting his gifts, you then leave quickly to put them away.
>You add the flower to a vase, but not before giving it a deep sniff.
>Just lovely.
>The chocolates are put in your little corner with the rest of Anon's presents.
>You admire them.
>Most of them were like that.
>Candy, the occasional stuffed animal.
>Then there were crafts he made.
>All of them had there own story to tell.
>You look around and find the first one he ever gave you.
>It was a rough little card with hearts decorating it all over.
>Seeing it again brings a tear to your eye.
>You'll never forget how this began.
>It really started back in school.
>Your first relationship was with a colt several grades below yours.
>All your peers intimidated you.
>But the younger ones just seemed so cute.
>Like your animals.
>You didn't see any problem until the others would ridicule you for it.
>The names they would call you.
>"Pedop0ny." "Colt cuddler."
>It hurt, but you told yourself it wouldn't matter as long as -he- was there.
>Until he came to you one day.
>He said he wanted you both to stop seeing each other.
>Everything you had built came down on you.
>You never dated after that.
>The names continued to follow you until graduation.

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>>27831272
12 years old

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>>27831272
>12 years

>>27830966
So wait, is this part of the actually story, because there's no trip?

>>27831352
Different stories, the 12 year old one is /ss/ (if that wasnt obvious already), they said they were going to post it earlier

>>27831352
Not sure what you mean by this. I've never posted with a name or trip in here before. If more people writing becomes a regular thing, I can.

>>27831318
>Still you were unable to approach older stallions.
>And the younger ones were absolutely off limits after what happened.
>You remained that way for a long while.
>Eventually it all started to seem like a bad dream.
>You still felt a little empty inside, but your animals helped fill that gap.
>You were starting to become happy again.
>Then one day, a stranger moved into town.
>It was a bit odd when it turned out to be a tall hairless female ape.
>You had seen far stranger however.
>Word spread quick.
>She wasn't alone, she had a child with her.
>It didn't mean anything then.
>You were watering your flowers that day when she showed up at your home.
>She asked if you'd be kind enough to watch her son Anon while she went elsewhere.
>And well, you weren't very good at saying no...
>Of course you'd watched children before, but it was always fillies!
>Anon was very quiet back then.
>Even more so than you.
>It felt strangely comforting being the "talkative" one.
>He was so polite and gentle.
>You felt the familiar tingling in your chest from your time with that colt.
>But you made sure to take an extra long, and extra cold shower.
>That night, he was even too scared to sleep by himself.
>You weren't very good at saying no...
>So after tucking him into your bed, you joined him for some well needed rest.
>For a while at least.
>Anon held you tightly.
>Then you woke up to the feeling of something touching you below.
>Something small, gentle and-
>Nice.

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>>27831377
Oh shit, for some reason, I thought you were ChurchClothes.

I apologize.

>>27831386
'sall cool.

>>27831386
That spoiler was a reply to him.
I separated the two, but I guess it just didn't go.

>>27831382
>You shifted a little.
>When you did it stopped, then you heard Anon gasp.
>Realizing what was happening, you groggily turned to him.
>When you asked what he was doing he started apologizing.
>He must have had some idea of what he was doing, since he was all flustered and red.
>You said he was just curious and it was perfect healthy.
>He didn't go back to it.
>After a little longer of him saying sorry, you stopped him.
>Telling him it was okay.
>Of course you told him he couldn't just go around touching mares there.
>You could sense the nervousness when you went back to sleep.
>That's when everything went fuzzy.
>His mother continued leaving him with you.
>More often too.
>You certainly weren't upset, oh no.
>You started looking forward to it.
>And you're sure he did too.
>He had kept the promise to not tell anyone, which allowed you both to experiment even more.
>You still remember the time you gave him "the talk".
>You were both outside.
>He was running around chasing the hares when a thought must've occurred to him.
>While you were watering your tulips, he walked up to you nervously and asked you about
>Well, y-you know.
>You blushed.
>It was such an innocent question and yet so very, very lewd.
>Regardless, you did your best to explain.
>Soon he joined you in the embarrassment.

And that's all I have for now.

Tri

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>>27830966
>The speed of the current takes you off guard and you stay where you stand, just staring.
>Finally, the horrifying sight of Fluttershy being swept away by the tide brings your thoughts back into focus.
“Hang in there, I’m coming!”
>You shout, hoping she can hear you.
>Ignoring any lack of energy you might be feeling from the earlier run, you give chase.
>There has to be a way to get her out of there…
>The river is surprisingly wide for this location, which means you can’t just run up ahead and grab her as she goes by.
>You curse under your breath.
>None of this would have happened if it wasn’t for you and your big mouth.
>It seems like it’s been a non-stop torrent of pain and sadness for her since she got here.
>First she’s battered and bruised in a shipping crate, then you get her sick, now you’ve caused her to fall in a river.
>You aren’t helping anything!
>A tightness forms in your chest.
>You could have, though. It would have been easy to make her happy; all you had to do was say yes…
>The thought of her smile seems to give you an extra burst of needed energy.
>Really, was there a better sight than that in the past few days?
>Soon, something even worse than the sight of her being dragged downstream plays out before you.
>Despite her best effort to tread water, the current gets the best of her and you stop being able to see her head as it sinks.
>At this point, you’d follow her anywhere.
>And that’s why you abandon any doubts and dive in behind her.
>The cold water assaults every nerve ending in your body, and you almost inhale a healthy amount of it.
>No time to think about air, though. You have to find where Fluttershy sank.
>You force your eyes open, ignoring the burning of the cold liquid.
>Swimming along with the current proves to be easy.
>Your eyes hurt from the feeling of the water colliding with them, but you keep going, scanning the area for any signs of your friend.
>Feeling your lungs burn, you attempt to rise to the surface for air.

>>27836352
>It proves more difficult than expected, however.
>The current is too unpredictable.
>Oh shit.
>The thought of your own mortality begins to sneak into your thoughts.
>You can’t die yet. You need to save her.
>Adrenaline flows through your veins, and time seems to slow to a crawl.
>Feeling every push and pull of the water, you work with it to guide you to the surface.
>Your head pierces the top of the water, and you take in as much air as possible before submerging once more.
>Taking long, powerful strokes, you ride the current downstream.
>Where is she?!
>You don’t know where it leads, but you definitely hope it doesn’t end in a waterfall.
>Scanning once more, you see something that doesn’t match up with the rest of the water.
>The bright midday sun reflects off of a pale yellow mass.
>Flowing from that blurry mass you can see another familiar color.
>Pink. This has to be it.
>She’s approaching quickly, you have to time this right.
>With a few more powerful strokes of your arms, you succeed in completely passing her.
>You resist the urge to scream out the rest of your held breath. There isn’t much left.
>Now isn’t the time to resurface.
>Turning around, you feel lucky that you can still see her in the distance.
>However, you can’t just wait for her to come to you. You’re moving back, too.
>With no other choice, you begin to swim against the current with all of your strength.
>Your lungs cry desperately for air as you practically claw at the water.
>Pay no mind to the air… Stay focused…
>Spots begin to flicker around your vision as it begins to tunnel.
>Consciousness tries to leave you, but by some miracle, you hold on.
>And through doing so, you eventually feel an impact with your chest.
>Through your heavily impaired vision, you can barely make out the familiar form of a small four legged lifeform.
>Despite only being semi-conscious, you are immensely relieved.

>>27836363
>Wrapping your arms tightly around her, you swim to the top, pushing past any forces that try to get in your way.
>Emerging once more, you greedily suck in all the air you can.
>You are certain to keep Fluttershy’s head above water, even as it tries to pull you back down.
>Looking around, you fail to find a way to get out of this watery grave.
>You look to the sides.
>Those definitely weren’t that inclined a few minutes ago.
>There… isn’t any way out.
>At least, you think this until you see an abnormality further down the stream.
>You try to focus, not entirely sure what it is.
>Whatever it is, it’s sticking out across the river.
>It might very well be your only way out.
>As the current pushes you closer though, you are finally able to tell what the strange object is.
>A dead tree. One that just so happened to fall down halfway across the river.
>Though there isn’t much time to stop and consider your options, you don’t know if you want to try this.
>You might very well die when you hit that thing.
>But… There might not be another way out of here this fast.
>Fluttershy still hasn’t responded and you aren’t sure if she’s okay or not.
>Throwing cation to the wind, you yell as you put yourself in a direct collision course with the fallen tree.
>Pain floods through your arm as it rams into the wooden object.
>Letting out a guttural groan of pain, you quickly loop your injured arm around the log that stopped you.
>it’s hard work, but soon enough you have Fluttershy on dry land, then yourself.
>You lie on the ground, breathing heavily before rolling onto your side and vomiting.
>Inspecting your arm, you find a large wound in your shoulder.
>Blood runs down your arm, but you pay it no mind as you crawl over to the pony whose life you saved.
>Your heart stops and your blood runs cold when you don’t feel any air coming from her mouth.
>Oh no…
>Placing your head to her chest, you are at least thankful to hear a pulse.
>You need to act fast, though.

>>27836368
>Having never been trained in CPR, you are scared as hell to try this.
>At least you’ve read about the things to do in this kind of situation.
>She doesn’t appear to have any head or neck injuries, but you can’t be sure.
>Opening her mouth, you are glad to not find any water in it.
>Good, that makes this easier.
>Only one thing left to do…
>Saying a quick prayer to whatever entity might be watching over you, you plug her nose.
>Leaning forward, you place your mouth upon hers and breathe in.
>Her chest rises along with your breath.
>You pull back for a couple seconds before going back in and repeating the process.
“C’mon… You can’t die now!”
>Every five seconds you provide her with more air.
>Almost on the verge of tears, you lean back in.
>You exhale.
>An awful taste floods your mouth as Fluttershy vomits up a mix of bile and water.


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Not sure how this one turned out. I tried to make it dramatic.

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>>27836384
Dayum writefag, had me like pic related my whole read

>>27792382 (You)

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>>27836647
Thanks DiscoveryFamily

It took me five days but...have my favorite flutter pic.

>>27832970
Du-te fă încolo de bozgor

>>27836384
M8, I'm focken nervous as hell.

Good job.

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>>27832970

>>27836708
I...I mean, could you please leave, sweetheart?

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>>27836685
yay

>>27836384
you killed her

how could you

>>27837134
Wouldn't that last line imply otherwise?

>>27837261
shes dead

gone forever

>>27831408
That is really comfy. Can you pls continue it?

>>27836384
>You pull away in disgust, spitting out the rancid mixture.
>Realizing what just happened, you quickly roll Fluttershy on her side as she spits up more fluid.
>She begins to cough and choke, taking heavy breaths as she does.
>Eventually her lungs clear out and she rolls onto her back, something you mirror as you collapse in relief.
>Right now you just want to take a nap and not wake up for a couple of years.
>Rolling onto your belly, you use your one good arm to claw your way closer.
“Fluttershy…”
>The mare in question groggily rolls her head to you.
>”A-anon..?”
>Your mouth curls into a weak smile.
>”Y… You’re a-alive… I thought that you… That I killed you…”
>The realization sinks in.
>You almost killed her.
“This… All of t-this… Is my fault...”
>Not just the rejection. Not even scaring her into the river.
>If you hadn’t of made that post, she wouldn’t have gotten into this mess just now.
>”H-how did I… G-get here..?”
>You look up, head pulsing in pain.
“I… I d-dove in a-after you…”
>Her pupils grow in size.
>”Y-you saved me..?”
>You cringe at the question.
“…I did.”
>A weak smile of her own starts to form.
>Shakily, Fluttershy begins to sit up.
>You try to stop her, but she assures you that she is alright.
>With her up, you rise to your knees.
>She leans over, noticing the blood running down your arm.
>”Anon, your arm..!”
>Looking down at it, you wince slightly at how red it is.
“Yeah, I saw that.”
>The tired mare scoots closer, worry apparent in her eyes.
>”How did it happen?”
>With a sigh, you recall the events to her.
“I couldn’t reach you from the shore… I had to jump. After I got ahold of you, I had no way to stop and get out. Then, I found that dead tree. I used that to stop myself, but I had to take an impact in the process.”
>A weak smile creeps onto her face, and she leans into you.
>Her hooves wrap around your midsection.
>”Thank you…”
“But… I was the one who did this…”
>She shakes her head.
>”You didn’t mean to...”

>>27838511
>A lump begins to form in your throat.
>This girl is too forgiving for her own good.
>You start trying to rebut.
“If I was more careful…”
>Her head shakes on your chest.
>”You can’t change the past, Anon. But you put yourself in danger… for me…”
>Fluttershy raises her head up while you lower yours.
>Your gazes meet and she continues.
>”I’ve said it before… You’ve done so much for me. That’s why…”
>She trails off, the memory too painful to finish.
>Tentatively, she lets go.
>This is it.
“Why you… like me..?”
>Her response comes out in the form of a hesitant nod.
>To hell with it. Your judgement is clouded, and you’re still riding on adrenaline.
>You’re going to charge in headfirst and hope for the best.
“Fluttershy… I’m sorry.”
>Her face falls, bracing for rejection a second time.
“What I said before… I shouldn’t have. This whole ordeal made me realize just how much I care for you.”
>She looks up at you, unsure of where you’re going with this.
“Seeing you with a smile on your face is enough to make my day. If I could see that every day, I’d die a happy man.”
“It only took nearly drowning for me to realize it, though. You have every right to hate me for what I’m about to ask you, but I think I’ll regret it more if I never ask it.”
>With a deep breath, you pop the big question.
“Fluttershy, if the offer is still on the table… would you give me a chance?”
>You look down at her, finding her features hard to read.
>For a while, she just stares at you, and you’re almost certain you probably just chose the absolute worst time to bring this up.
>Then, slowly she closes her eyes, a single tear rolling down as she falls into your chest.
>The pony you risked your life to save finally speaks, giving you the answer you seek.
>”Anon… Nothing would make me happier…”
>That could still mean no…
>Her eyes open.
>This time, her expression is clearly readable.
>The corners of her mouth are curled into a grin.
>Your heart skips a beat.

>>27838523
>Yup, seeing her happy still makes you feel great.
>Woah, you didn’t remember her face being so close…
>Like two magnets, your faces move towards each other.
>Your lips meet, and you swear that the world around you disappears.
>It’s nothing like when you were giving her mouth to mouth.
>In what seems to be too short an amount of time, you separate.
>To your surprise, it didn’t feel wrong in the slightest.
>You are the first to break the silence.
“Is that a yes?”

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My hard drive is so close to death it ain't even funny.

>>27838532
So glad this is still going

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>>27838532
Doing Gods work, Writefriend

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>>27838523
>>Then, slowly she closes her eyes, a single tear rolling down as she falls into your chest.
daww

>"""""Cute"""""""
>Flutterbutter

LMAO

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>>27838532
It's gonna be a lot harder for her to go now, when Twilight inevitably gets a portal open.

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>>27838117
I have a few others to update first, but later tonight yes.
I very much enjoy this one.

>>27836708
Nu tu

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>>27838532
You've been doing good.

Great story, friend.

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>>27842258
Cute

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>>27844214
shes so precious

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>>27836708
>postez un bozgor
>ma face ungur
Du-te fute o laba macar contribuie cu o imagine

>>27836733
Sorry for derailing the thread fαm

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>>27844234
Whether pony or eqg, she's the most adorable of the m6

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>>27791688
Do you mean Flutter Brutter

>>27838532
>It’s a question that doesn’t even have to be asked, but your penchant for bad humor got the best of you.
>Shortly after your big moment, Fluttershy rests on your torso with her eyes closed.
>You sigh, alleviated of the stresses from today’s problems.
>A shiver runs down your spine as the wind blows against your still damp body.
>The diminutive pony in your arms does the same, trying to bury herself deeper in your embrace.
>Spring may be starting, but the temperature sure hasn’t gotten the memo.
>In contrast, the warm blood spilling down your arm reminds you that you still have a wound to tend to.
>With your near death experience over, the adrenaline fails to mask the pain anymore.
>Your arm begins to burn, and doing anything with it sends bolts of agony down the bone.
>This damn thing might very well be broken.
>You set down Fluttershy, who is quite reluctant to let go until she sees your injury.
>”W-we don’t have any first aid out here… How are we going to stop the blood..?”
>She’s right, but you’ll just have to deal with what you have for now.
>The shirt you’re wearing is already heavily bloodstained.
>Might as well put it to good use with this much red on it.
>Taking off the wet shirt, you wring it out as well as you can.
>When it seems dry enough, you wrap it around the wound as tight as possible.
>It’ll hold for now.
>Time to get out of here.
>You stand up, only to realize you don’t know where the hell you are.
>Damn. You need to start carrying a map…
>Wait… You have a phone!
>Feeling clever, you take out the device, only to have it not awaken when you try to use it.
>Oh, right… You were in the river…
>Fuck.
>Alright, no need to panic yet. You can just follow the river upstream, right?
“Do you feel well enough to travel?”
>She stands, seemingly having little trouble.
>”I’m a little shaken… But I think I’ll be fine.”
>You tell her of your plan to find your way back, and she agrees.
>Taking a wobbly first step, you begin the trek back home.

>>27845628
>You aren’t sure for how long you’ve been walking.
>Over time, your legs have started losing strength from kicking so much earlier.
>”Anon, up ahead..!”
>Taking your gaze off the ground, you look to where Fluttershy is pointing her hoof.
>Only a little ways off you spot a small wooden bridge connecting the two sides of the river.
>Huh, maybe there is a god.
>Although it looks weak, you and your companion cross it without trouble.
“Okay… Now we just have to find what direction to move.”
>If you had a compass, this would be easier.
>”Um, I could fly up and look for your house if you want…”
>That’s true, but…
“Are you really up to it? The past few minutes haven’t exactly been rejuvenating for you.”
>She smiles, shaking her head.
>”I’m okay. Besides, you’ll catch me, right?”
>You’ll what now?
>In a split second, Fluttershy unsteadily takes to the air.
“Wait! What did you-“
>To your astonishment, she’s already above the treetops.
>Blocking the sun with one hoof, she soon finds what she’s looking for.
>Strain evident in her face, she points in the direction of your house.
>”Th-that way!”
>You become uneasy upon seeing her wings struggle to control her descent.
>Before you know it, she’s in a near freefall towards the ground.
>Ignoring your exhaustion, you set off in a full sprint.
>You dive, catching her in your arms just in time.
>Thinking quickly, you twist your body to avoid crushing Fluttershy on the landing.
>A surge of agony rockets through you upon impact.
“Nngh… Same damn arm…”
>You look down in your arms to check on the wellbeing of the heavily breathing pony.
“You okay?”
>”Yes…”
>Once more staggering to your feet, you grimace as you point in the direction she pointed to earlier.
“That way..?”
>A mumble of confirmation as she nestles into your arm is all you need to teeter on in the proper direction.
>In what seems like an eternity you finally stumble into your back yard.
“I’m never leaving this place again… Work can piss off…”

>>27845639
>Fluttershy fails to hear you, having fallen asleep in your arm shortly after you caught her.
>Finally in your house, you lie the mare down on your couch.
>Feeling her coat tells you that she’s still quite wet.
>Reality begins to cloud over, exhaustion tugging at your consciousness.
>Not yet. You still have something left to do.
>Your head throbs with every step you take, but you manage to fetch your hair dryer from the closet.
>A slight buzz begins to roll through your head as you plug the dryer in.
>Your aim is rocky and your grip is loose, but you soon have Fluttershy dry as can be.
>You turn the dryer off and set it aside, falling to your back after.
>Then, everything goes dark.

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Funny story about the woods and river. I actually have a wooded area behind my house. When I was first writing this two years ago, I went to explore it for the first time in my life. I found a river and ended up getting lost for like ten minutes.

>>27845714
>When I was first writing this two years ago
>two years ago
WHAT

>>27846188
Yeah, this is a remake of a story I made back in 2014. You can find it on my pastebin.