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Flutterrape - 15/7/16

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>What is Flutterrape?
Flutterrape is a collection of stories about ponies trying to have sex with Anon, the only human in Equestria. While the title implies that it is Fluttershy trying to rape Anon, others may follow in her hoofsteps and attempt their own versions of >rape. There are different versions of Flutterrape, but most are lighthearted stories about the ponies failing in their comical attempts to get into Anon’s pants. Just because your story has Anon in it, doesn't mean it fits in this thread. Check other threads (Pie, AiE, etc) about story content before posting.

Author List: http://pastebin.com/eG8iY7Wy
Request Bin: http://pastebin.com/rZU1Hbqy
Old thread: >>27755425

Thread Archive: https://desuarchive.org/mlp/search/subject/Flutterrape/

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>How do I start writing?
Writing these stories is very easy. Write in the second person and preface your lines with ‘>’. This is what turns normal text into greentext.

Writing Guides:
http://pastebin.com/uXvpYYzS
http://pastebin.com/bnMmZ2T3
http://pastebin.com/r6dTpd3j
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Yeeeah baby, work that grill.
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I am the table
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>>27896446
I want to eat out a mare on you
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>>27896419
>author list pastebin hasn't been edited in a year

holy fuck
how are you supposed to find goddamn stories if nobody is on this?
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>>27896458
That's the sad part, man.
Nobody else has come around and stayed.
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i did a shit
and shit drawn on purpose because i can't draw ponies to save my life
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>>27896419
>check other threads (Pie, AiE, etc)
Why did PiE die.
Why couldn't it have been this instead.
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>>27897191
Because clearly this is the superior thread.
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>>27896458
>>27897191
Someone needs to edit the OP and the pastebins.
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>>27897000
People left... They won't come back. Every multi parter will remain unfinished. FR will remain a corpse. The only reason people still come here is because they have no place else to go. Are any of the old writefags even still alive? Fid any of them for reals die?
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>>27897162
Who's that green alien guy?
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>>27897700
Some of us are still alive.
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>>27896451
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>>27899327
I want to cum inside fluttershy after i eat her out
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>>27899334
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>>27898063
John
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>>27897700
I think our only hope is if some stray writefag comes in to save the thread for a couple months, or we keep cruising on the three-five writefags who've stuck around.
I know one guy just posted a date that was in the near future, but I think I'm clinging to hope a bit too much.
We've gone through worse though, just another bump in the road.
Right?
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>>27899747
What is so gross? Order of things seems correct.
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Gdi Flutterrape, trying to fap here and you keep demanding bumps.
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>>27901008
>Not fapping to Flutterrape's passing page number.
You're missing out big time bud.
Gotta time it just right and climax as a new post pops up.
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>>27901246
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>>27901246
>>27901266
>"Is premature bumping your fetish anon?"
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>>27900241
>Fluttershy
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Vinny's new rape station is being set up!

I can do my Flutter-Raping from here now. Without immediate interruption from family, and others!
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>>27903023
>That orange hat

I want to know the story of that hat on how it crossed paths with you
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>>27903023
Its just not the same without the passed out guy wearing the horse mask on the floor. He was a true winner.
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>>27903428
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Hey baby, how about a bump?
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"So, what is this stuff supposed to do again?"
>"A surprise my friend, you shall see,"
>"this will cure you of your woes, from your head, to your toes!"
"But I'm not sick-"
>"You're sickness, I can tell, lies in your spirit, where you don't dwell."
"... Whatever you say, Zecora."
>Your Zebra friend sways her hips gently to a hummed tune as she cooked up a cure to whatever malady she thinks you're afflicted with.
>She usually isn't wrong though, so you'll take her word for it.
>You are Anon.
>Resting on your host's exceedingly large bed, you let out a comfortable sigh and close your eyes, the smell of the brew tickling your nose with exotic scents you can't place.
>Life in Ponyville can be very hectic at times, so it is always nice to have a place to get away from it all, so to speak.
>You are not only an outsider here, but an alien.
>Spending time with Zecora, a fellow outsider, is always welcome.
>Though, while you just like to drop by for a chat and some calm serenity, Zecora always insists on making you a potion of some sort.
>Whether it be for sleepless nights, aches and pains, or, in this case, 'plagues of the mind and spirit,' they are always welcome.
>"Anonymous? It is done, hurry and sip, and as for the taste, I will hear no quip!"
"Coming!"
>You roll from the comfortable bed, and onto the cold wood floor.
>Ouch.
>Rising from said floor and making your way to the table, you analyze the scent emanating from the cup placed infront of you.
"If you think I'm drinking this-"
>"Do not even start Anony-"
"-you're fucking crazy."
>"-mous, the taste is not tart."
>You grip the cup and continue grumbling.
"It being tart is not what I'm worried about, there are no rats in this one, right?"
>Zecora narrows her eyes at you.
>"Are you not a carnivore Anonymous? Furthermore; it is like a shot, just swallow with all you have got!"
>You give the bistre brown-colored liquid one last look before knocking it back.
>Your eyes widen as it's flavor hits your tongue.
Cont.
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>>27904410
>...
>Huh, not that bad for once.
>Zecora seems to be an all knowing brewmaster when it comes to this, but she can never seem to just sprinkle in a bit of sugar every now and then.
>That would probably mess up the potion, but whatever.
>You slam the cup down with a smile on your face.
"No aftertaste this time! Well done Zec!"
>Zecora gives your a playful look.
>"Please Anonymous, with words as kind as that, one would think you're trying to woo me too~."
>You pull the striped zigress into a hug.
"Don't flatter yourself miss, I just came by for a chat."
>You take your seat once more, waiting for the zebra's rebuttal.
>Instead, she changes the subject.
>"So, do you feel the effects? It wasn't very complex."
>Focusing inwardly, you find you feel no different.
"I feel normal, what was that brew supposed to do?"
>Zecora smiles at your unintentional rhyme.
>"Well my friend, close your eyes, and what you feel may surprise..."
>Damn zebra, always speaking in tongues.
>You comply, eyes fluttering shut.
>After giving it a few seconds, and after nothing happening, you voice your complaints.
"I think your potion is broken Zec- oh?"
>A sensation travels down your forehead.
>Not touch, not a tingle either.
"On second thought, I think it may be work-"
>"Shhhh Anonymous, focus on your mind, find what you can find."
>How the fuck do you do that?
>"Calm your body and your spirit friend, let yourself hear it."
>...
>The sensation travels to your belly button and begins making circles around it.
>"Allow your soul to intertwine with mine, for it shall be sublime~."
>Zecora's voice sounds very close now.
>You open your eyes, only to be met with darkness.
>Shit, you didn't actually open your eyes.
>"If you haven't figured it out yet Anonymous, I have drugged your brew, that, you can bet."
>Fucking Zecora, she is just like the rest of the ponies.
>Despite your hardest to flail about wildly and stop this zebra from sucking on your monkey dick, you fail.
Cont.
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>>27904912
>"I cannot connect with the others on a level like this, but you...'
>"You give me bliss."
>She is now totally sucking your penis.
>Score- wait, fuck!
>If you enjoy it, then she wins!
>They win!
>If they win, then the gays can get married, the Mongols will rise once more, and the world will cease existence.
>A time may come where you inevitably break and succumb to the ponies+single zebra and their erotic, beastly ways.
>BUT NOT TODAY!
>To counter the striped horse, you begin concentrating on the concepts of time and morality.
>As you go deeper and deeper, the need to cum inside Zecora's mouth decreases, soon becoming nonexistent.
>Well, that and the rest of your cognitive thought.
>It seems you have transcended the boundaries of the physical human body.
>Your eyes flash open.
>All three of them.
>You are naked, yet floating, like a baby in his mother's womb.
>Here, you can see every memory everyone has every thought about.
>You are truly ethereal.
>You float through the 4th dimension, jerking off onto memories that Twilight had of her brother when she was five, and Celestia had just taught her about sex.
>You pass by the original Buddha, who just smiles at your antics, as he has achieved pure nirvana, and your world-shattering shenanigans do not anger him.
>You lick the essence of Big Mac's [your mind cannot comprehend], happy to be free from your physical coil.

>Meanwhile, back in the physical world.
>You are Zecora.
"It has been two hours Anonymous, why have you no-"
>You, along with the rest of Equestria, has ceased existence.
>...

>You are Anon again.
>You have just mashed the birth of Flurryheart and the creation of Equestria together.
>While you aren't sure what that means for the physical world, you are still happy you did it.
>You continue floating through the dimensions for all of eternity, in pure bliss.
The end.
AND WHO SAID ONESHOTS ARE NEVER COHERENT?
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>>27903427
It starts many a year ago. When a young Vinny stumbles onto an anime called One Piece. He was a wee lad and watching what came on TV was his only means of getting his animes. In this anime he finds it to be about the thing in which he most desires. Pirates. So Vinny watched One Piece, and with every ounce of his being he wanted to be a pirate, just like Monkey D Luffy. In his life though, Vinny had a younger brother, this younger brother will be called Lil V for story sake. And he even watched the One Piece right along side with Vinny. Eventually in the show, the Straw Hat Pirates got to Alabasta and a new character was introduced as Portgas D Ace (Fire Fist Ace). And he was Luffy's older brother with super cool fire powers. From that point on Vinny would play as Ace and Lil V would play as Luffy whenever they would play make believe in the yard. As of then Vinny held a special place in his heart for the character as it was something he could really identify with and share with his little bro.
As the years went on and One Piece went on, only Vinny really kept into the know of it, Lil V found other interest. Downloading the first 400 episodes to the family computer, Vinny could keep himself reminded what he loved about this show.
To within these last few months Vinny had made friends who would invite him to go with them to anime conventions and see anime things in real life. So going to an, anime con he had to check the vendors hall for sweet anime merch. This one con led him to a fateful moment where in he found himself that hat, the head wear of Portgas D Ace. He even saw they had Luffy's hat. The purchase was light speed and heartbeats a flutter.
Since then Vinny has had one of few childhood fantasizes come true, and it's made his life all the better.
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>>27905128
nice
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bump!!!!!!!!!
Fight the glimmer spam
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>>27905966
there's so much of it
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>>27906321
Indeed I just bumped five other threads and now this again

>rape
You lazy writefags
>rape harder
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>>27906339
WE'RE ALL OUTTA JUICE!
DISCUSS AND CRITQUE ANONS, OR WE'RE GOING UNDER!
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>>27906376
UH UH


RAPE, UH, HOW ABOUT IT?
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>>27906390
FLUTTERSHY SURE TRIES HARD
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>>27906689
MAN SOMEONE NEEDS TO WRITE A STORY WHERE FLUTTERSHY RAPES SOMEONE.

A RAPESHY STORY, IF YOU WILL.
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>>27905243
Cool story bro. Now turn it into horse rape... Somehow. A way exists.
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Okay... WHAT IF... Nudge...

Anon is overreacting to any and all of the mane 6's offerings of hospitality and whatnot. His arrival in the world was out of fucking nowhere, nobody could've prepared for it, and none of the Princesses can just up and pay for him to have a home or whatever just because he exists. Each of the mane 6 are merely offering him a place to stay, though yes, many of them have subtle hints that they wouldn't mind dating him if he'd let them. But they're being nice about it, simply asking him and accepting his answer and whatnot. He for some reason thinks that their constant asking is because they want to fuck him so badly that if he accepts their offer of hospitality and goes to live with them, he'll be somehow overpowered and raped raw.

What Anon doesn't know is that the mane 6 really are just trying to be nice for him. Why they keep asking is because they're being told to... by their pets when they go vent their thoughts about him and talk about how he wants nothing to do with them. Each of their pets are the ones convincing them to keep offering a home to Anon, in that weird way that pet and master communicate... Don't act like you don't do it.
The Winona, Gummy, Owlowicious, Angel, Tank and Opalesence are all the ones trying to get Anon to live with their master... because it's not the mane 6 that want to fuck Anon...

It's the pets.
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>>27901959
Just give in already.
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https://youtu.be/8lqk7igz9L4
>Twilight tries to educate you on horse.
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>>27907894
Why in holy hell would I do that?
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>>27908834
Why would she tell me about her digestive tract?
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>>27905966
Almost makes me feel bad for writing the Glimmer story. But nope!

Funnily enough, all that spam reminded me to work on it. So I did.
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>>27907882
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>>27909958
Because she could just eat you right up~
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>>27910170
>Little did Anon know, she meant vore
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>>27908834
"Dammit Twilight, if you want anal just say so."
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>>27905128
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>>27905697
>>27911022
Glad you two enjoyed.
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>>27912985
We haven't called on the power of skeles in a while...
Should we renew our pact with the skells?
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Bamp
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I haven't been in one of these threads since In Loco Parentis was updating.

Can someone point me toward some top-tier green that's been written since then?
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>>27914950
Good Sir, have you read Exchange by GMOH?
Also Lunas Anonymous by Nebulus.
There are some more, but I always forget titles of stories.
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BACK TO PAGE 1 YOU FUCKING CUNT
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>>27915974
I love it when you talk to me like that Anon~
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Feels kind of empty here

BMF8X-Y4BF7-RL77L
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>>27916789
sqee
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Shit niggers bump this thread once in a while.

MBYP9-HA0YN-GEZJK
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>>27916789
>>27917661
It seems our gift-giving friend has returned once more.
You really needent be so generous, we aren't giving much in return at the moment.
The gesture is still greatly appreciated though.
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>>27917777
How can I say no to those quads, famlam?

FE05F-PZJ8H-2G4YM
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bump
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>Fluttercuck
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Vinny is moving on up!
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>>27919591
>A place for winners
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>>27908834
https://youtu.be/Jp6Iqui872M
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>>27919591
A true inspiration, you are.
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>>27921481
>Vomiting

>You lay in bed, clutching your stomach.
>The churns, pains, and misery forces you to reside here today.
>Every movement of your muscles spurns more aches and pains.
>Every time your stomach turns over, you groan from the cramps that stab you in the side.
>Tears stain your pillow from the pain of today's sickness.
>Why?
>Why does this have to happen to you?
>Why is any of this happening to you?
>What's the point of your pain, toiling, sweat and tears?
>Another day's fetish guess?
>A meager, pitiable wage?
>The watching, wandering eyes of a race that doesn't understand you or feel the desire to try?
>Who are your friends?
>Who are your -real- friends?
>Do you have any?
>...
>I didn't think so.
>You hear a knock at the door.
>Your eyes force them shut, as if praying she will go away will take the yellow horse far away from you, where she can't pester you with her nightmarish guesses.
>You're just tired of the grossness.
>You're tired of the pain.
>You're tired of her constant attempts to wear you down into finally having sex with her.
>You've ran through all the different possibilities in your head, and there's no winning this.
>If you continue to refuse her, she just comes back.
>If you finally give in to satisfy her, she keep coming back for more.
>What's the point?
>What's the point anymore?
>There's a knock at the door, then silence.
>The silence calls to you, telling you to progress another step forward.
>'Keep going, Anon,' it calls to you. 'Do you duty.'
>You rise to your feet.
>Your stomach churns and you immediately regret your decision.
>One careful step after another, you limp your way to the stairs.
>Moving down each step one at at time, you feel the pain of the world strike you with every motion.
>Just answer the door, and go back to bed.
>Then you can be sick all day and be miserable.
>What a new concept for you.
>Reaching the door, you feel your stomach lurch.
>You can always turn back now.
1/12
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>>27921512
>You can always just... stop.
>This doesn't have to go on, Anon.
>This is clearly painful for you.
>Just take this one off.
>Just let Fluttershy wait.
>She'll leave eventually, won't she?
>...
>You sigh.
>You take a deep breath, then pull open the door.
>She stands on the other side of the door smiling up to you.
>"Hi, Anon!" she says happily.
>The pegasus pauses, looking up at you curiously.
>"You don't look so good, Anon. Are you okay?" she asks.
"I just..." you say. "I just..."
>Then, you feel another lurch in your stomach.
>You can't hold it back anymore.
>The bile rises up your stomach and you feel your body convluse.
>A steady stream of vomit pushes it's way out of your mouth and Fluttershy's eyes light up.
>She opens her mouth, catching the steam as you close your eyes.
>Your stream ends, as Fluttershy's face turns green.
>She takes a step closer to you, then regurgitates your vomit back over your feet.
>You try to step back, trying to evade her digestive attack, but you trip and fall backward, striking your head on the floor.
>Your vision goes blurry as your hands move to your head and Fluttershy trots inside.
>"Yay!" she said. "The pills worked! I-is vomiting your fetish, Anon?"
>You groan, shaking your head.
>Fluttershy looks down at you in total confusion.
>"R-really? But there's been so much lately..."
"Fuck off," you moan. "Go away... just leave me alone."
>"O-okay, Anon. S-sorry about drugging you to make you sick. I won't do anymore vomiting now. See you tomorrow!" she says happily.
>With a flap of her wings, she takes off through the door, leaving you in a crumpled, messy heap.
>This is your life.
>To be vomited on by a stalker horse that provides you the only company you can have in this world.
>She's the only one who will give you even the time of day.
>Is this really all there is?
>Is this all you have left?
>What's the point?


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>You sit on your couch, staring at the television screen.
2/12
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>>27921521
>It's off, but you hear the voices clearly in your head.
>The voices are your own, remembering the words you've said.
>The choices you've made.
>The regrets you hold.
>The mistakes you've made.
>You can't help but sit in silence, staring off into space, thinking of what you could possibly do.
>How could you make this world a better place?
>Everywhere you turn, there's a pony that does something better than you can.
>You're alright at everything, but great at nothing.
>You are not special.
>You are just a human, a visual spectacle to Equestria.
>A circus freak.
>You get the chance to walk through town every day, to dance for the locals.
>Speak your tongue, say your vulgarities, offend some, make others smile, but most of all, to entertain.
>Your special talent is to be laughed at.
>You close your eyes, loosening the dampness from the edges
>So what is your point?
>What is your existence worth?
>There's a knock on the door.
>You open your eyes, and mechanically rise to your feet.
>With an emptiness in your chest, you move to the door and open it.
>Fluttershy smiles widely up to you, like a ray of bright yellow sunshine, trying to lighten your day.
>She holds up a small electronic device in her hands.
>She raises the tip of it to her lips, and it lets out a light whooshing sound.
>Pulling it away, she breathes out a large white puff of smoke into your face.
>The smell reminds you of putrid air fresheners that try to make bathrooms, long soiled with ages of caked shit and piss, smell half decent.
>A lot like how you try to make yourself presentable.
>She coughs lightly into the air, like a child with a cold, and then takes a deep breath.
>"I-is vaping your fetish, Anon?" she asks.
>You stare down at her, pondering the creature.
>How can she do this, day in, day out, and still have such a positive demeanor.
"No," you say flatly. "Go away. Leave me alone. Please."
>Fluttershy nods, frowning slightly.
3/12
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>>27921527
>"Alright, Anon. I'm sure I'll think of something," she says.
>She leaps off your door step and trots away, leaving you alone once again.
>Even in rejection, she can find a way to smile.
>She can find a way to be happy.
>You step back inside your home and close the door.
>You lean back against the door, sliding yourself down to sit on the floor.
>Pulling your knees in close,you bury your face in your legs.
>When was the last time you were happy, Anon?
>Why can't you feel happy anymore?
>What's wrong with you?
>What's wrong that's worth crying about?
>Nothing.
>Then why are tears falling from your eyes?
>Do you think that the ponies want to see you like this?
>Heh. Actually, on second thought.
>What makes you think ponies want to see you at all?
>Fluttershy's the only one to visit you.
>You haven't gone to work in a week and nopony has even tried to see what's wrong.
>You're alone.
>You're all alone in this big, big world.
>A tiny, insignificant speck.
>You pull your legs in tighter, feeling your body shiver.
>Suddenly you're unsure if you're happy in the silence, or if you'd rather hear the door knock just one more time.

>Smoking

>You sit at your kitchen table.
>The words you scrawl on the paper in front of you feel automatic.
>Natural.
>There's no more tears to be shed.
>There's no more thoughts to be had.
>Only action.
>There's a knock at the door.
>You ignore it.
>Just finish the note, Anon.
>Tomorrow it will be done.
>There will be no more concerns.
>There will be no more sadness.
>The door knocks again, begging, pleading to you.
>Yet it falls on your deaf ears.
>You blink, looking up to the window at the bright, sunny day outside.
>Tilting your head, you look at the sunlight as if it were something new, something you haven't seen before.
>Rising from your seat, you move to the window, approaching the light.
>Entering it's rays, you feel it's warmth on your cold skin.
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>>27921532
>As it's light moves over your face, you squint, the sun blinding you with it's aura.
>Taking a deep breath, you close the curtains and turn away.
>There's a knock at the door one more time, as if giving it's ultimatum to you.
>You turn to the door, giving up without a fight.
>You place a hand on the doorknob and open the door.
>The yellow pegasus, Fluttershy, stands on the other side, her smile as bright as the sun.
>You squint reflexively, stepping back into your home, away from her.
>She holds up a hoof confidently, as preparing to perform a trick and asking for silence.
>Reaching into her saddle bag, she pulls out a box of matches and a cigarette.
>She places the white tube into her mouth and strikes a match.
>Taking the flame to the tip of the roll, she breathes in, beginning a fresh, red cherry on the end.
>Fluttershy waves the match, putting out the flame, and tosses it into the bushes.
>She removes the cigarette from her mouth and holds it out with a hoof.
>The pegasus looks back up at you with a smile, blowing out the smoke.
>"Is smoking your fetish, Anon?" she asks innocently.
>You blink, watching the peculiar mare.
>Taking two steady steps forward, you take the cigarette from her.
"Don't do that, Fluttershy," you say. "Smoking will kill you."
>She looks up at you, curious.
>Fluttershy opens her mouth, but can't seem to utter a word.
>"Is everything alright, Anon?" she asks. "You haven't been seeming yourself lately..."
>You put on your mask, your greatest lie, your smile.
"I'm fine, Fluttershy."
>She opens her mouth to say something, but you cut her off.
"Smoking isn't my fetish," you say, closing the door in her face.
>You turn around, placing the cigarette in your mouth.
>Breathing deep, you feel the hot, fiery smoke enter you lungs.
>You hold it for only a second, feeling the nicotine slowly work it's way into your blood stream.
>Then breathe out the grey, cloudy smoke into your home.
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>>27921540
>You move back to the table to finish your note in the light of the cigarette's heat and what little light streams in your closed windows.
>Dotting the final period, you push the note accross the table, and set down your pen.
>You take one last drag of the cigarette and breathe out.
>You look down at the still lit end, now burning down to the last inch or so.
>A thought crosses your mind.
>Would you rather feel pain? Or nothing at all.
>With a smile, you take the hot, orange-red tip and impress it upon your left wrist.
>The burning, stinging pain shoots up your arm, and you grit your teeth.
>You close your eyes, grunting under your breath.
>But you relish the pain.
>Savor it.
>This is the most you've felt in weeks.
>Soon, the pain ends, and only numbness stays.
>Tossing the cigarette accross the floor, you look down at the blood-red burn on your arm.
>You sigh, looking down at your suicide note.
"Might as well get this over with," you say.

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>You rise from your seat at the table.
>With five steps, you move to the kitchen counter.
>You eye the toaster, sitting in front of you.
>Who would have thought the device that supplied you breakfast would be the same device that would finally bring you peace?
>You smile as you unplug it from the wall and turn away.
>The staircase lies in front of you, as you take careful steps upstairs.
>With every step, you can feel the weight lift from your shoulders.
>Nothing matters anymore.
>Success or failure means nothing.
>Happiness and depression are only concepts.
>There is no such thing as family.
>A friend is a word with no definition.
>You feel your chest become numb, as you feel as if you're watching yourself perform the actions.
>Almost as if you can't give yourself credit for doing the one right thing you've done with your life.
>You reach the top of the stairs and move into the bathroom.
>Setting the toaster on the counter, you move to your bathtub and draw water.
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>>27921549
>You drop the stopper and the water begins to fill the tub.
>Moving back to the bathroom counter, you plug the toaster in the socket.
>Then, something catches your eye in the mirror.
>It's you.
>Or rather, it's the you that you want to be.
>Look at him.
>So handsome, so confident, so successful.
>He knows exactly what he's about to do, and has zero qualms about it.
>You wonder what it would be like to talk for a day with the man in the mirror, and maybe learn something from him.
>Maybe he could tell you how to be happy.
>Everyone else doesn't seem to have a problem with it.
>Oh well.
>It's not your problem anymore.
>You turn back to the tub, almost overflowing with water.
>Moving to the tub, you stop the water.
>Grabbing the toaster off the counter, you take one step inside the tub, then another.
>Your clothes cling to your wet legs as you then kneel down into the tub.
>You set the toaster on the floor and fully submurse yourself for a second.
>Then, rising from the water, baptized, you look back to your liberation.
>Taking the device in your slippery hands, you rise to your feet.
>You pop down the lever, just like you would any other morning to make breakfast.
>Then, you take a deep breath.
>It's time to let go, Anon.
>Time to let go of all the pain, the suffering, the torment.
>It's time to let go.
>You close your eyes.
>You let go.
>You hear the splash.
>It only hurts for about 15 seconds.


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>"What are we doing here, Fluttershy?" Twilight asks Fluttershy as the two mares strolled down the path to Anon's house.
>"You'll see, Twilight," Fluttershy says. "Anon's been in a mood lately, and I think we need to cheer him up. You remember your line, right?"
>Twilight looked at her friend in utter bafflement.
>"Uh, yeah?" she says. "But I'm not sure how-"
>"Trust me," Fluttershy says with a smile. "I've known anon for at least 40 thousand words. I think I know how to handle him."
>"Wait, what?" Twilight says.
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>>27921556
>"Nothing. Just relax. I got this."
>The two mares approach Anon's home, and Fluttershy knocks three times.
>Twilight stands on the porch nervously as she looks back to Fluttershy.
>"I dunno, Fluttershy," Twilight says. "Something about this doesn't seem right. I mean, his home is all dark."
>"I suppose it is a darker home," Fluttershy says. "For this time of day, anyway."
>Fluttershy knocks three more times.
>Then the two wait for a minute.
>"See, he's not home," Twilight says.
>"Nope! He is," Fluttershy replies. "I figured this would happen. Come on."
>Fluttershy opens the door to Anon's home and walks inside.
>"Fluttershy!" Twilight calls after her. "You can't just walk into his home!"
>The pegasus looks back at her, dumbfounded.
>"Why?" she asks.
>"I... uhm. I don't know. What if he's naked?" Twilight asks.
>Fluttershy smiles and shakes her head.
>"Oh, silly Twilight. Anon's not naked. He's just dead!"
>The pegasus trots on into the home, wearing a wide smile as her friend stands outside the door, confused and her eyes wide.
>"Wait, what?" the Princess says, galloping in.
>The two girls move upstairs and into the bathroom, and stop once they reach the doorway.
>Anon lies in a crumpled heap on the floor, not moving, not breathing,parts of his body black, singed, and burned.
>His mucles are tightened nad contorted in an odd fashion, and large black marks line the walls from electrical burns.
>"Just what I thought," Fluttershy said. "Alright, Twilight. Looks like we're prepared."
>Twilight's mouth hangs open, her body stiff and rigid.
>"Anon... Anon is..."
>"Dead, yes," Fluttershy says. "Now then are you going to just stand there or are we going to do something?" Fluttershy says.
>The Princess looks to Fluttershy oddly.
>"How are you just... handling this so well," Twilight says. "Anon is DEAD!"
>"Just watch. Now then. Just like we practices. And a one. And a two. And a one two three four."
>"Wake me up!" Twilight sings.
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>>27921563
>"WAKE ME UP INSIDE!" Fluttershy calls back.
>You leap to your feet magically.
"CAN'T WAKE UP!" you scream.
>"WAKE ME UP INSIDE!"
"SAAAAVEEE MEEEE!!"
>Twilight stares at you, baffled as you stand your own two feet once again, alive and breathing normally.
"Shit, Fluttershy. I haven't heard that song in forever."
>"Is reincarnation your fetish, Anon?" Fluttershy asks happily.
>You open your mouth to speak, then close it quickly.
"Wait. Wait a sec. NOW I REMEMBER. SHIT!"
>Twilight slowly begins to back out.
"I WENT AND PREPARED THIS WHOLE DRAMATIC DEATH SCENE!"
>Fluttershy nods her head at your words.
>Twilight opens her mouth, then closes it, looking around at the bathroom.
>"I'm just gonna... go," Twilight says, before trotting downstairs.
"I CREATED A LOT OF SUSPENSE! I WORKED REALLY HARD AT THIS ONE!" you say.
>"Uh-huh," Fluttershy says happily. "And I knew I could only check for this fetish if you died first."
"SO YOU LET ME DIE?!" you ask.
>Fluttershy opens her mouth, then thinks for a second.
>"Yes," she says proudly.
>You open your mouth then look back down at the tub.
>"W-we could always try for necrophilia, Anon."
>Welp, that's that, I guess.
"Nah. I think we're good. Go home."
>"Okay!" Fluttershy says happily. "I'll see you tomorrow, Anon!"
"See ya, Fluttershy," you call as you head out of your home.
>You look down at the mess you've made.
>Man, now this is slightly irritating.
>It's going to take, like, an hour to clean all this up.
>Not to mention the electrical bill.
>You shrug to yourself.
"Welp, that was dumb. I suppose that's just another day in Equestria!" you say to yourself happily.

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>You hold two pieces of bread, staring at the spot on your counter where your toaster used to be.
"Welp. This sucks."
>You move to the oven, take out a pan, and lightly oil the bottom.
>Putting the toast on the pan, you make your morning coffee.
>It's kinda good to be back to normal.
>Things are bland.
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>>27921574
>Things are boring.
>But things are good.
>Holding your mug of fresh, black life juice, you flip your toast once the first side becomes a nice golden brown.
>Let's see.
>Maybe we can pull a prank on Fluttershy today?
>It might be entertaining to see her thrown for a loop.
>How about the old mirror gag?
>That one's always a classic.
>We'll just repeat everything she says and try to mimic her actions.
>Taking your toast off of the oven, you hear the knock on the door.
>For once, you smile at the thought that Fluttershy just arrived.
>Jogging to the door, you take a deep breath and compose yourself.
>Alright, we can do this.
>You open the door and Fluttershy smiles happily up at you.
>Throwing on her smile, you beam back at her.
>"Hi, Anon!" she says.
"Hi, Anon!" you answer back.
>"I was- wait, what?"
"I was- wait, what?"
>"Are you copying me?" Fluttershy asks meekly.
"Are you copying me?" you answer back, your words beginning to crack under your own humor.
>Fluttershy raises a hoof to her chin.
>You raise a hand to your chin.
>Fluttershy then pauses, and you freeze.
>She waves her hoof and you wave in return.
>Fluttershy then smiles and stands on two hooves.
>You pause, unsure what she's getting at.
>She moves her right hoof down and begins to viciously rub her pelvis.
"Nope. You had to go and make it weird," you say.
>"Wait, no! I can make it unweird!" she says urgently.
>You watch her in silence.
>She looks back up at you, her eyes desperate.
>"I-I love you," she says.
"What's your guess?" you ask, officially done with this gag.
>"I-is zoophilia your fetish?" she asks.
>You open your mouth to speak, then suddenly stop.
"Fluttershy, you're a horse," you say.
>She nods her head, then suddenly realizes the implication of her question.
"So, realize that when I say: 'No, I'm not into zoophilia,' that it means I have ZERO interest with sex with a horse."
>Fluttershy's eyes widen.
>"You take that back!" she says urgently.
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>>27921582
"Nope. I have no sexual attraction to ponies. At all."
>She opens her mouth and raises a hoof, then closes her mouth and her hoof drops to the ground.
>"S-so... never?" Fluttershy says, sadly.
"Never," you answer.
>"Nope!" Fluttershy says happily. "I don't believe you. I just think you're in denial."
"Wait, what?"
>"Yep! I'll see you tomorrow, Anon!"
"Wait! You think I'm in denial by denying that.... by being in denial?!" you call back. "That doesn't make sense!"
>"Sense when has anything here ever made sense, Anon?" she calls back. "Bye-Bye!~"
>You open your mouth to call back, but then close it, grumbling under your breath.
>Slamming the door, you go back to your toast, and munch on it idly.
"Fucking Fluttershy," you mutter. "I need a new toaster."


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>Toaster

>You stand, staring at one of the walls in your home.
>The painted wall feels cool against your forehead.
>What the actual fuck are you doing, Anon?
>Standing in place, literally doing nothing.
>You need a hobby or some shit.
>All you do is laze around the house.
>No wonder your beer gut is beginning to develop some new curves.
>But what sort of hobbies should you try out?
>It's almost as if you need some sort of suggestions from an outside source for what would be good things to try doing for fun in Ponyville.
>Suddenly, there's a knock at your door.
"Speaking of outside sources," you say aloud.
>You move to your door and open it wide.
>Fluttershy stands on the other side of the door, balancing a box on her back.
>"Hi, Anon," she says quietly. "H-how are you?"
"Uh, fine," you say. "What's today's guess?"
>"Uhm," she says. "I dunno. I feel like I'm really grabbing at straws at this point."
"Straws aren't my fetish."
>Fluttershy opens her mouth, then closes it, staring at you weirdly.
"Don't ask."
>"Well, now I have to, Anon," she says. "How would you use a straw for sex?"
"Well. I guess, you could insert it into the tip of the penis or something."
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>>27921592
>Fluttershy's mouth drops open in horror.
>"T-then what?"
"I dunno, put stuff in the straw? I guess?"
>"How do you think of these things, Anon? That's messed up."
>You shrug your shoulders.
"I've learned to stop questioning what sort of issues I may have a long time ago."
>Fluttershy nods her head.
"Anyway, what did you bring?"
>"Oh!" Fluttershy exclaims. "Right!"
>She eases the box off her back and sets it in front of you.
>"I-I was wondering if -this- turned you on?" she asks, unsure of herself.
>You bend down and open the box one flap at a time.
>Pulling away the packing peanuts, you lift a shiny, new toaster out of the box.
"A toaster?" you ask. "You're wondering if a toaster is my fetish?"
>She nods her head.
"Uh, why?"
>"I dunno," she says. "It seemed like the right thing to do at the time."
"Well, uh. No. It doesn't."
>"O-oh," Fluttershy says.
>A moment of silence passes between the two of you.
"I'm gonna keep this now."
>"Wait, what?"
"Nope, it's mine."
>You slam the door.
>Carrying the toaster over to your counter, you hook it up to the wall outlet.
>Taking a step back, you smile at the device you just acquired.
"There we go. I felt like something was missing. This is much better."
>You move to the nearby window and shut the blinds.
"Now then... time to put this toaster to action," you whisper to yourself.
>You unzip your pants.
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>>27921598
Alternate shitty ending from a shitty person.

>You unzip your pants... and waddle over to where you keep your bread.
>You take a slice of bread and put it into the toaster.
>Pulling the lever down, you jack off furiously into the slot which you put the bread in.
>Toast... pops up with burned semen on it.

>Next day, Fluttershy comes strolling around again.
>"I'd like my toaster back, please..."
"Here's something better!"
>You hand her the slice of toast with the burned semen on it.
>"What is this, Anon?"
"It's toast, are you blind?"
>"No, I mean what's this stuff on it?"
"Oh, that's my semen."
>"..."
"..."
>Ah shit, things just got awkward.
>"What happened to it?"
"I would rather not say, but..." you say nervously.
>"But...?"
"I jerked off into the toaster while it was still toasting."
>"Oh..."
>She ravenously gobbles up the slice of toast like a high person with the munchies.
>This act leaves you disgusted.
>Why the fuck would she eat your burned semen?
>"... Is cumming into a toaster your fetish?"
"Hah, what!? No! What would make you say that!?"
>"I kind of just thought because--"
>You shut her off there and slam the door shut.
>"Anon!"
>Ignore her.
>"Anon please!" she says desperately.
>If you ignore her, she will just go away.
>"Oh... Alright, I guess. See you tomorrow then?"
>Spend the rest of the day in bed rethinking your previous life decisions.
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>>27922106
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=3RYfZAT5ZIc
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>>27922423
The song fits perfectly. Thank you anon.
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>>27921481
It's happening, my dudes!
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Multipost Nudge.... Been watching a lot of Batman Beyond lately, then I saw this last image, then made a parody conversation, changed it to rape, and then thought up a scenario (that involves concepts I don't like). I have nothing better to do with my life.

Years pass since Twilight and her friends managed to bring harmony to everything. Years turn to decades. Eventually her friends get old... some, if not, all pass. Twilight was starting to feel a bit alone, sad and angry. Celestia and Luna decided to attempt to help take her mind off it by letting her take on some extra responsibilities, almost going into retirement themselves.

Anon himself turned out to have a longer life span than everyone else. So much so, that he's practically the only friend Twilight has left, besides Spike (who left to go rule dragons with Ember or some shit, make up an excuse). Anon turned out to also be able to reproduce with a pony, and they're the dominant genes, so his wife and he had a little Anon-pone daughter. Full pony, not Satyr.

Eventually Twilight's responsibilities mixed with her anger issues were driving her insane. Anon being her only friend left, she decided to try hooking up with. But being married and whatnot, he wasn't going for it, so naturally Twilight, being a super magical Princess, forced it and raped him. Anon's life changed afterwards, pone wife divorced him, daughter kept contact... Unfortunately nobody would believe him that Twilight was going insane, and she even grew dissatisfied with Anon, turning her rapey attention elsewhere in secret. Ponies all over were starting to be sexually assaulted from her. Anon knew this, and Twilight threatened Anon and his family if he started trying to prove it.

Continuing to work with her out of fear, Anon and Twilight keep spreading the 'magic of friendship' around, although there isn't much friendship happening... Twilight just sort of got adept enough at magic that she can make it seem like it is.

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>>27923455

Really, Equestria is going to shit. Anon's daughter (now in teen years), who was getting increasingly worried about the state of her father, and actually believing him, decided to try help. She alerted Celestia, but Celestia is too far up her own arse with pride for how her former student now being the Princess of Friendship, and wouldn't believe that she'd be sexual deviant. Anon-pone instead resorts to telling Luna.
Luna is actually the sensible one, having actually noticed the change in Twilight's behaviour and thought that all the reports of sexual assault suddenly happening were a bit strange. Rather than do anything herself, she provides Anon-pone with a note that s/he can deliver to guards, as a way to confront and possibly arrest Twilight.
Anon-pone, however, doesn't do that, because the new captain of the royal guard happens to be her nieces husband. Repeating what Cadance had done, Flurry Heart went and married the Captain. He wouldn't have the balls to do anything regarding his aunt in-law, and Flurry Heart probably wouldn't let him anyway.

Anon-Pone instead decides that if anything is gonna happen, she has to do it. When Luna is distracted, she sneaks in to her area of the castle to break into the armoury and takes off with some old armour for Luna's night guard... to get more of a bat-pone look.
Twilight just happened to be out on 'Friendship Business', as she tells whoever, when really she's out looking for a new pone to get all up in her. While she's doing the dude (or girl, forced lesbianism is hot), Anon-pone in the Night Guard armour shows up, helmet and whatnot adequately concealing her identity.

Anon-pone learns that Twilight was getting away with this because she started wiping the memories of her victims and leaving them to wake up where she left them, or in hospital, or whatever. That's why nobody is calling her out on it. No point in wiping Anon's memory, everyone already doesn't believe him.

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>>27923457

Luna contacts Anon-pone via astral projection after getting word that some armour was missing and deducing who it could've been to suddenly need some special armour. Luna demands Anon-pone return it because it's not just regular armour, and wasn't meant to be used willy nilly.
Anon-pone states her case on why Luna should let her do this, since the guards are in Twilight's pocket and Luna won't do anything. Luna holds concern and annoyance, but lets her go.

Confronting and engaging Twilight on what she's done and doing, Twilight's rage grows when she's discovered by some random nobody playing dress up and decides she'd best be rid of the witness. Anon-pone proves surprisingly agile, probably the human genes in her. Gives her some unique genetic ability and whatnot... Bullshit science!
Either way, Twilight realises too late what the armour Anon-Pone is wearing is, and the variety of magics she was using end up backfiring on her. Something the Princesses were considering in the event of another magical onslaught from someone like Tirek or something terrorising everyone. The 'friendship' magics and her rage and whatnot cause everything she's doing to finally hit Anon-Pone, but also reflect back at her. The effects of the variety of magic being thrown back at the element of magic cause a change in her, as it looks like Twilight start's getting infected with something and immediately breaks out.
The area was just filled with magical energy from Twilight and fearing for her own safety, and that of Twilight's victim, Anon-pone grabs the victim and flees, leaving Twilight to whatever fate she brought on herself.

The next morning, Luna visits Anon-pone, offering a partnership of sorts. Nothing was said about Twilight, nobody reported anything, but it was confirmed that Twilight was seemingly fine. Luna decides that if Anon-pone is going to get retribution for her father, she can do so a certain way.

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>>27923467

Luna informs Anon-pone of a certain alter-ego that Twilight herself had a hand in creating and decides it's the perfect symbol to start bringing true harmony back to Equestria. If Anon-pone wants to bring down Twilight and keep herself and her family safe, someone else should be holding her attention. With some added features to the costume to appear more bat like, as well as some magical enchantments like the armour, Anon-pone dons it and steps out into the night for the first time.
Mare Do Well is reborn.

Months pass, certain 'friendly' encounters with Twilight to try and dig up dirt on her, eventually its revealed the effects of the magic Twilight got caught in practically mutated her. She's magically radioactive. An enormous hazard to anyone around her if she's exposed. Her rape encounters prove to be near deadly encounters for her victims. She has a spell to keep her normal skin over her for appearances, but it deteriorates more and more every day. Her new form is just a purple glow around her skeleton. Eventually, frequent encounters with Mare Do Well infuriate her so much that she can't keep herself together anymore. She's forced to retreat from the public eye until she can get her temper under control, and find a more permanent solution for her appearance.

At that time, Anon-pone finally decides that its time for her to get vengeance for her father.

>"Why do you persist in tormenting me?! All I want is to be left alone!"
"Can’t let you run around like this. We’ve got rules about radioactive waste. And besides… This is personal."
>"Who are you?!"
"… You really wanna know?"
>"YES!"
"… You raped my father…"
>"… Do you have the slightest idea of how little that narrows it down?!"

Twiblight decides that if Mare Do Well is going to be an unbelievable pest continuously, it's time to put an end to her. Raping the 'hero' Equestria loves is going to be the most satisfying orgasm she's ever had.

It'll be quite a 'climax'.

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>>27921598
Well done Priesty, but... I've noticed a trend in the past couple of greens.
You've been writing a lot about existentialism and vomit.
I just gotta ask, why?
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Guys tell me if this has been done before.

Flutterrapeinator:

>Fluttershy goes into a coma or something.
>Anon celebrates, upsetting other ponies.
>All of a sudden, an indestructible Fluttershy with an Eastern European accent shows up and begins to try and forcefully rape the shit out of him.
>Anon runs and tries to hide until a pony from the future (I'm thinking booksmart because she's a princess and whatnot) shows up and tells Anon about how in the future Fluttershy woke up after his death and made an army of terminator ponies to try and force Celestia to send one back in time to finally rape Anon.
>Luckily for Anon, Twilight was sent to save him.
>Then basically the rest is the Terminator plot.
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>>27925531
Nope, hasn't happened yet. Get onit
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>>27925567
thx bb
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Vinny is living!

http://imgur.com/a/iV9hP
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>>27921574
Holy fuck that twist, you sly fox
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>>27926361
Give us pictures of you naked with the horsemask please.
I need them for a story, I know how much you like those
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>>27923473
I got a chuckle as I read along, and then
>"... Do you have the slightest idea of how little that narrows it down?!"
I had a grand laugh.
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Nightly bump, we always seem to need one.
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Morning bump.
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Evening bump.

TIMEZONES AT WORK!
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>>27909434
You don't have a choice, and why the hell not?
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>>27932153
But she's sooooo... bleh...
And too nice for my liking...
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>>27932153
That Fluttershy looks like a changeling
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>>27933401
>Anon has actually been dealing with a Changeling disguised as Fluttershy the whole time
>The real Fluttershy is confused when Anon gives her angry/spooked looks when out and about.
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HOLY FUCK YOU YELLOW SHIT, I TOLD YOU TO STAY AWAY FROM PAGE TEN!
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>>27935222
Trips confirm, we'll never hit page ten ever again.
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>>27935390
>>27935222


>Yeah! Gonna get some writing done today.
>You've got your headphones on, listening to the [MOTHER] playlist you conjured up on your desktop.
>"Faintly..."
>You're hammering out some green, feeling like a productive piece of shit.
>Suddenly a yellow hoof taps your shoulder.
>"I'll go..."
>You bring one of your earbuds out and turn your body.
"Hmmm?"
>"Anoooon~"
"Oh god damn it what do you want Flutterrape?"
>"To take thiiiis..." the song sings.
>Flutterrape over dramatically collapses on your lap back first.
>A hoof covering her forehead as she pulls some ridiculous bit Rarity pulls.
>"Heeead oooon..."
"What are talking about?"
>She readjusts herself, sitting her haunches on your lap and she faces you.
>"I'm on page ten~"
>Wrapping her hooves around the back of your neck, she moves her mouth to the ear without the earbud in it.
>"Soon I'll come around..."
>You can hear Flutterrape smack her lips then giggles in her throat.
>"Sure could use a... hnnn, bump~"
>"Lost and never found..."
>You pull your hands back from the keyboard and exhale, tired of Flutterrape's distractions.
>The songs build up continues.
>"Waiting for my woooords, seen but never heeeeard, buried underground."
>Flutterape's ears twitch.
>"Oh I like this song."
"Go back to your deathbed."
>She comes face to face with you, shaking her head.
>"Poor little ol' me is too weak to trot back all on her own, I -really- need a bump, Anon~"
>God she laying on the desperate thick this time.
>She moves her mouth back to your ear again, only to make a sultry moan.
>"But I'll keep cumming~"
>She starts grinding her rump on your lap, and you do your best to not get a reaction.
>But once her lips planted on the side of your neck, you were at her mercy.
>A solid thirty seconds you managed to keep a stone blank stare, looking at your screen as the song played.
>She pulls back and makes eye contact with you, biting her lips.
>"Hnnng, honey, is writing bump stories your fetish?"
"Uhhh."
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>>27936012

>Just as she finished asking the question, your boner stiffens hard enough to poke at Flutterrape's rump through your black sweat pants.
>She looks down, then looks back up at you with a grin.
>"Hnn, thanks for the bump sweetie~"
>She hops off and prances away.
"WHAT?! NO ITS NOT WHAT YOU THINK!"
>"Really appreciate it Anon, you're so full of surprises! I'm gonna go plan our dinner date!"
"GOD DAMN IT"
>Fucking Flutterrape.
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beeemp
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>>27937794
Happened to have this playing after someone mentioned sound of silence in a different thread.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=6xKLBne1CoI

Fluttershy is a big pony why does she need anon to take her.
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>>27937851
Because she treats it like a date!
She plays it off like an innocent want to view animals, but the fact that she NEEDS Anon to come with her, and has to make a specific face to make sure he agrees each time just says he gon' get raped!
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>>27937851
To a pony, wouldn't a zoo be like a huge prison?
Are those prisons in Equestria?
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>>27938532
At the very least, there are jails. And of course Tartarus for the big offenders. I'm sure there's something in between.
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>>27938628
There is no in-between in equestria either you're a petty criminal or a super villain.
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bed bump
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>>27921574
Big. Fucking. KEK
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Bamp
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>Day paralyzation in Equestria.
>You are Anon.
>...
>Hmph, that's strange...
>You can't seem to be able to move at all.
>Your muscles feel frozen.
>This is a real bummer.
>Darn.
>You lay in your bed for what feels like a couple hours.
>After a while, a brick goes through your window.
>A meek little pegasaurus-rex comes floating through.
>"H-hi Anon..."
>"You didn't answer the door, so..."
"..."
>Flutterhorse lands on your stomach, no resistance from you.
>"Um... aren't you gonna kick me out?"
>You blink in response.
>If only you had learned Morse code.
>"W-well... I-I'll just..."
>Her voice is mumbled as she crawls under the covers,
>and cuddles up beside you.
>You spend the rest of the day being cuddled by Fluttershy.
The end.
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>>27941248
>Not chopping off his dick, filling it with liberal and fucking herself at home.
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>>27941929
>liberal tears
>mfw I ruined it
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I legit just woke up in the middle of the goddamn night, 4:30am, because I thought Fluttershy was under me trying to let gravity force me to face fuck her.
I sleep on my stomach and I felt like something big was between my legs... And somehow through my pants.

It's like I was meant to be woken up because the fucking thread needs a bump.
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>>27942728
Did you cum?
It's common courtesy to cum, Anon.
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>>27942728
>When you've been in Flutterrape for so long your body psychically connects to the thread and will jolt you awake if it needs you to bump it.

This thread has strange powers. It's the only logical explanation as to how it's survived for so long.
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>>27942761
I think Flutterrape has ascended and became an egregore, 2016 is the year of the meme, and the meme here is Flutterrape is some ridiculously lewd thing that has untold amount of necromantic powers to wear its reaching Anons like >>27942728


It personally wouldn't surprised me that if I died, I would end up visting Flutterrape's hyper lewd reality, and she'll have personal relationships with all of us. In fact if we all kept putting our meme magic into this thread, I wouldn't be surprised if we all started having dreams more frequently of the mare in yellow.

She'll pop up in the most random places in our dreams, sometimes just to say hello, maybe she might ask us how our day is going, or something like, "I got a good feeling about your job interview tomorrow, wear the red tie instead of the blue."

And of course they'll be >rape encounters, but soon enough, all the sexually energy will build up, and she'll intergrate into our reality a little.

I'm expecting auditory hallucinations by next july.
SHUT UP AND LET ME HAVE THIS, I KNOW ITS RIDICULOUS, JUST LET ME KEEP MY DREAM ALIVE
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>>27942932
Are you saying that our mere belief in Flutterrape as a concept is enough to create some kind of extra-dimensional sapient being capable of influencing our lives?

Is Flutterrape a Chaos God?
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>>27943325
Praise Flutterrape
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>>27943390

>"Anon, what's the matter? You look down."
>You sigh as you sit on top of your washing machine in your laundry room.
"I'm not gonna bother asking how you got in here."
>"Telepoofing is fun. So, what's got you down sweetie? You haven't been posting in the thread."
>She rubs your back with a hoof, looking over to you with a friendly smile.
"Just... fuck everything."
>"Hey don't be like that. You can tell me anything. You're having a tough time learning coding aren't you?"
>You couldn't even face her, Java is kicking your ass right now.
>"But there's more than that isn't there?"
>You fall silent, having a dozen answers to her question, but all are caught in your throat.
>She surprises you with a hug, her warm soft fur pressing against your torso.
>"I'm here for you."
>A smile creeps on your face as you hug her back.
"You're all I got."
>"I know. I'm not going anywhere."
>"That'll be thirty rape dollars Anon, time is rape money."
"God damnit Flutterrape.
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>>27943390
Flutterrape would be upset if we let the thread die.
Also, what does this mean for the Dolphin Overlord?
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>>27899334
You've got the order wrong
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>>27944388
Dolphin Overlord one of Flutterrape's underbosses.
In the grand scheme of things, he just wants us working the grill, baby.
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>>27944466
>Flutterrape's underbosses

>Underbosses

>Plural

Who are the others?
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>>27944496
There's only two.

Dolphin Overlord and [MOTHER]
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>>27944511
Forgive my newness, but who's [MOTHER]?
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>>27944547
Slasher Science's magnum opus. Honestly I wonder if he knows people are still talking about his memes even to this day.
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>>27944547
Oh my dear Anon...
You've much to learn.
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>>27944586
Oh shit.
Eye spies a hawk in this thread
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>>27944613
I have no idea what you're talking about mate.
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>>27944652
Hawkeye Spotted.
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>>27944659
Wrong, better luck next time.
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>>27944712
Darn
I swear only Hawkeye uses the term "magnum opus" in this thread
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Two sentences bois this week.

I'm making grrrreat progress!
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>>27944754
>Two sentences in a week.

Whoa there slow down there "Swift Monkey", you're writing too fast.
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>>27944782
This.
I recommend about five words per week, and then just abandon the project and try your hardest to wipe it from existence.
Works wonders.
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>>27942742
I did not, no. Was close to, that's part of what woke me up. Was about to jizz myself before I had a thought of what it was.
Even so, chose to roll on my side and go back to sleep after bumping the thread. Would not give Ghostshy or Astralshy or whatever the fuck that was the courtesy of giving it what it was obviously trying to get.
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>>27899747
The only thing vomit inducing here is that dinky ass pic.
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>>27945825
Good, save that loosh for actually astral projecting.

but don't worry Flutterrape was only just trying to wake you up, doubt you would've woken up had she not touched your no-nos. It's the only way to get her attention.

But at least let her lap up some of your pre.
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>>27946084
No. She gets none of that either! It stays where it is until its washed!
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anyone have the fanfictions of fluttershy getting sentenced to 5 days in the stocks for stealing the royal phoenix and being raped by every stallion doing their duty?
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>>27946489
Don't think so, that's a bit too specific, and stories here usually involve Anon somehow.
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>>27946489
I think you have better luck in a different thread, I believe I read that story months ago but in it she is Anon's waifu, here Anon usually hates her.
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>>27946427
She's just gonna keep coming back and back again if you don't give it to her you know.
It's a catch 22 though, because if you do give it, then she'll come back everyday still to get more. She is like a little semen alligator.
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>>27947289
Well then it'll be just like the threads. She may keep coming back no matter what, so it's best I just keep ignoring the bitch.
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bumpi
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Bumpin' n' beddin'
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Vinny is mobile and has actually managed to find Flutterpriest in a coffee shop.

He is so majestic!
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>>27921574
Honestly, I was liking the story.

/r/ some Anon suicides greentexts, I want to bawww.
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>>27950068
In Mute Anon, Anon almost kills himself but if you haven't read it, I won't spoil.
http://pastebin.com/vDy0nMvN
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>>27950051
If this truly is Priest, I need more photos for scientific testing in my closet shrine.
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>>27950484
nu
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>>27928318
So I got this sharpie, and a pretty good idea where you want to see it. I'll have to wait until til I have an opportunity for it though. To then you'll have a to wait and see, my dear flutterfriend~
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>>27950816
Vinny, you know not of the storm you're brewing up.
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>>27950472
I think I read this one a few years ago, not sure, will take a look at it. Thanks.
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>>27950816
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>>27950816
You're asking for trouble, little Vin.
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Can anyone link me to any stories where fluttershy becomes anon's pet? Possibly even with a flutterrape theme
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>>27952804
http://pastebin.com/RG2zLdfX
Technically this counts, Flutters being a pet doesn't really affect the story and the story is about Anon being a shitty alcoholic.
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>>27950847

http://i.imgur.com/06yG4z7.jpg

In my pooper~
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>>27952306
I'll show you what im asking for~

http://imgur.com/ZIzHr2f

My first gif~
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>>27952964
That is a really fucking weird toilet, Vinny. I mean, the rim is round and the hole is all angular and shit. How does it not clog all the time? Fucking toilet engineers, man.
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>>27953637
Im not sure how to describe, but it fills nearly to the top with water and then sucks it all back down with a decent amount of force.
Like not enough force to harm an infant, just enough for the rip shit apart.
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>>27953718
How would you even plunger it?
Does the shit float up as it fills?
Who was the sick man who created this?
Is he laughing at us right now?
Why the fuck is the bottom of your seat chipped?
If you look closely, can you see the hidden camera?
Why did they install the tile floor diagonally instead of just putting the pattern on it diagonally?
Vinny's toilet just brings up too many damn questions.
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>>27921574
I keked hard
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>>27954487
Because you have shit standards
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>>27954552
why do you think im here?
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>>27949721
night
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>>27953877
These dubs confirm.

>pic unrelated
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>>27952971
You give us an inch Vinny, we're gonna take a mile.
If you think you can do this instead of writing, you got another thing coming.
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>>27955783
I think you're confused bro. Vinny is a drawfag.
Unless I'm missing some writing...
But yeah, point still stands, doing this instead of drawing? Less toilet talk, more rapey pics!

Love you Vinny.
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You know what, fuck this bedtime bumping stuff. Imma start a discussion.
Who's your top 3 pones, mane 6 or otherwise, and who should get more written about them?
Mine would be:

1) Twilight
2) Fleetfoot
3) Ms Harshwhinny

Naturally Twilight gets plenty, so nothing to say there.

Fleetfoot I'm pretty sure only I've written about, which isn't all that surprising. Wonderbolt stories are rare, if existing at all, and her having one before Spitfire and Soarin is strange to think about... So woo for me doing something different?

Ms. Harshwhinny I THINK there's a story about, but I can't remember who wrote it, or what it was about in general. Though I started one involving her, but sadly it's just somewhere 4th or 5th in the line of my backlog in what I need to finish writing. Though first I need to actually start fucking writing again to finish them!
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>>27958050
My top three...
Picking favorites it bad, you know.
1.Lyra
2.Applejack
3.Harshwhinny
The rest are pretty much equal, because all of the ponies are qts.

There will never be enough Lyra stories to statiate my hunger for them.

I can live without Apple stories, it doesn't really bother me why she only has a good few stories.

Harshwhinny needs more love.
A lot more love.
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>>27958050

1) Applejack
2) Twilight
3) Ponkus Poe

Much like >>27958649 I can live without AJ stories. It's odd, but I guess it's because Applejack is too pure for this degenerate thread.

Twilight is a character I'm actively trying to NOT write stories about. She's so flexible and loveable that it's difficult to think of reasons not to put her in any story I can think of.

Ponk could always do with more stories, it's just that she's difficult to write if you want to keep her believable without turning her into a gag factory.

Whilst my top 3 pones I always appreciate stories about, I actually have a list of characters I'd like to see more stories of:

- Mayor Mare
- Celestia
- Lyra (fuck Bon Bon)
- Rarity
- Rainbow Dash

I feel like there's a lot of untapped potential with these characters.
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Meh, I only got 1 reply in asking if anyone knew of any good pet 'shy stories. Any more?
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>>27960551
http://pastebin.com/PqwYHJTX
Again, may not be what you're looking for...
It has a two sequels though, so have a blast.
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>>27952804
>>27960551

Here's one where Anon is Fluttershy's pet. Horse fucking ensues.

>http://www.fimfiction.net/story/275193/fluttershy-and-her-pet-anon
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>Fluttershy forgets essential things to living before guessing your fetish everyday.
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>>27960983
Eh, no not really, but at least it was funny. More wtf desu tho, but I've read a good few wtf fics tonite, so this one's no real surprise. Kek
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>>27961615
Sorry it wasn't what you're looking for, you could always request someone write the story, but...
You gotta remember where you are, we have slowed down quite a bit.
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>>27961493
"My god Fluttershy, why is your ass all br... You forgot to wipe dont you..."
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Burp
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Bamp
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Flump
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>>27965227
No. Stop being gross.
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>>27965227
Dude. Ew.
Why would you even say that man?
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>>27965760
Ohhhh that glorious pink booty...
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>>27968373
She'll use it against you Anon, and you know it.
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Sexy Bump
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>>27968572
I'll take my chances!
That booty is infinitely superior to Flutterehys, so unless she somehow uses it FOR Fluttershy...
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>>27970336
"You want this booty anon? All you have to do is use this blindfold..."
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>>27970377
>Get blindfolded
>Rail the booty
>Cum
>Hear giggling
>Your dick is in a tuckered out Fluttershy
>Pinkie suppresses her laughter in the corner
>Rused once again by the pink horse
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>>27965760
This always reminds me of
http://d.facdn.net/art/mittsies/1445160257/1445160257.mittsies_ponkaanalrodeo.swf
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>>27970377
>>27970703
I feel extremely confident that there'd be a clear difference through the sense of touch that it is in fact Pinkie either riding my dong, or sitting on my face.
The only chance she'd have to sneak Fluttershy in there is if she pretended a 69 were happening by Ponk sitting on my face while Flutters went face first for the dong, but even then the positioning of her mouth would have to line up.

Not to mention, look at that pink dog. If she treats dicks the same as her sweets and such, she'd have to give the sloppiest, yet most awesome blowjob ever. I mean imagine that fucking elastic tongue of hers...
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>>27970717
Pinkie could rape me with that ass all day long.
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Boopidy-Boopidy-Boop.
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Don't bump Fluttershy in your sleep, she might rape you.
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>>27972929
That plot... Those numbers...
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>>27972920
So?
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>>27972920
That's the plan.
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Sometimes I wonder why I bump the thread, but then I remember bumping is its own reward.
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>>27973986
Are you serious. I literally just had a friend at college tell me about that exact image a few days ago and I wanted to see it myself, and now it appears here less than a week later
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>>27973984
Eventually I'll pull my fucking finger out and finish this motherfucker of a story.

Seriously, I am very aware people are waiting on it, I apologise greatly. It was quite a blow when I lost the story the first time, motivation is hard to come by to re-do it, even with all the injuries sustained to sit me down.
I've actually been occupied with gaming with a skype friend, I shall leave him a note to tell him to deny me any such activity until I finish this bastard... And then work on it tomorrow (after the wrasslin' PPV, gotta watch that with /asp/) and I will make it my... shitty, shitty goal to finish it by the end of the month.

Until then, have a preview. First 30ish, unproof-read lines.
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>>27974027
>>27973984
I need to test something
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>>27974027
>>27974536
>> 1466139247848s.jpg
>>s.jpg
>>wonky resolution
D-Did you download an thumbnail and upscaled it afterwards?
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>>27974536
Whatever you did to that image... stop it.
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>>27974027
If you wanted to see it, why didn't you just ask?
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>>27974558
Wake me up
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>>27974574
>>27974558
CANT WAKE UP
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>>27974574
>>27974577
STOP FUCKING WITH MY HOUSE ZIGGER'S BUTT
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>>27974594
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>>27974577
That's pretty good Anon.
But you ain't seen nothing yet.
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>>27974613
But I like my HD pictures
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>>27974634
I prefer abstract.
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I love Flutterrape.
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>>27974043
You're a strong person Brownee. Laziness or not it's still difficult to find creativity and motivation while constantly getting injured and having inportant stuff to do. Naturally when you're done, you want to do something you enjoy doing, like play vidya or watch Batmannnn. Not write a story that a small group of dedicated fans have been begging you to finish.

Though it comes a point I've realized while writing the Starlight story that there is a big difference between lacking the inspiration to write and simply not caring to write it and finding any excuse not to.

I had literally written three sentences for that story over the course of two weeks. Then I decided to take some time and focus on it, making sure my environment offered no true distractions. Suddenly, whoa I wrote a whole paragraph worth of green!

In about 5 minutes.

In short, force yourself to get the ball rollin'. Once you do, it becomes much easier.

>That pic
Oh man you're getting my hype meter rising. Among other things.

I wonder how similar our stories will turn out. I feel like I won't do yours justice... speaking of which, off to write!
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>>27974536
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>>27974670

>Day 1753.
>Captain Anonymous.
>Dear dairy, lack of green has caused my men to grow restless.
>Some rant at the walls.
>Others, needlessly download thumbnails.
>A few attempt green, but quickly become discouraged.
>This is no way for anons to live.
>I fear my own mind is sinking into delirium aswell.
>Every so often, I catch myself staring at the automatic refresh timer tick down.
>Everytime we hit page ten, I always seem to ask myself:
>"What would happen if I just... didn't bump?"
>I've yet to attempt such a daring move, but the idea invades my thoughts.
>These are the times that try men's souls.
>We have, and will continue to, endure this drought of creativity and motivation.
>My crew are some of the most resilient men I've ever had the pleasure of working with, but every man has his limit.
>I wonder who will crack first.
>I wonder when I will crack.
>For Flutterrape and country.
>Captain Anonymous.
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>>27974563
Eh, I did, he didn't have it and couldn't b assed to find it
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>>27974874
Lets not try this page 10 stuff, o-okay?

BUMP
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>Ponk helps to restore you to your former glory.
>Those bitches aren't going to fuck themselves.
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>>27976480
T-T-THICCCC
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>>27976480
Darkened it some.

I forget how my Ultra HD 4K monitors pick up color better than the standard hd definition.
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b u m p
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Pump
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Action
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https://youtu.be/KJuOSf79t1A Bump
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>>27979272
There really should be an age limit to have your own youtube channel...
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Daily reminder that Vinny is a faget.
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>>27981469
Then consider me gay, cause I love the fucker!
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He's gonna wake up to a nasty surprise.
His pillow that he was cuddling was replaced with Fluttershy...
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>>27982720
I would also be pissed if that pillow I was humoing with my morning wood turned out to be a yellow pony's rear end.
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Bamp
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>260 replies
>3 greens
Wew.
Requests?
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>>27985541
All anons wants is to ride pony into glorious adventure, but they always misunderstand
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>>27985541
Anon does stuff to try and steer the daily interactions with Fluttershy away from rape.
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>>27981469
He's only a faggot because he memes. Memes are a cancer that should remain on reddit. Meaning Vinny has cancer and visits reddit. Which are sad and gay respectively. If I were to assume, it is ass cancer.
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>>27985578
>>27985590
I'll get right on these
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>>27985578
Reminds me of this.
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>>27985578
"So, you promise you aren't gonna freak out when I ask you this?"
>Applejack tilts her head in confusion.
>"Ah promise, now what is it?"
>Alright, make or break time...
"May I ride you?"
>Applejack's eyes widen to the size of dinner plates.
>"W-wha?"
"So? I really need a horse to ride, and I think you're the one for the jo-"
>Applejack's pink blush is apparent on her orange face.
>"B-but we c-can't do that! We anit even together, let alone married!"
>Now it's your turn to cock your head in confusion.
"What are you talking abou-"
>Applejack slams the door on you.
>"A-ah can't believe ya asked me that so matter-o-factly!"
>You leave the apple farm confused and rejected.
>No matter, you have back-ups.

>Unbeknowst to you, Applejack sits on her haunches infront of her door, regretting her decision.
>"I should've let him buck me..."
>"What did you just say missy!?"
>Apple horse looks up to see her grandmother staring her down.
>"Buck..."

>You are still Anonymous.
>Making your way towards Sugarcube corner.
>Your original plan was to have a war horse to ride into Yakyakistan for the Holywar, but your first choice just slammed the door on your face.
>You doubt the unicorns or pegasai can hold you up, so it's either Pinkie or bust.
>"Say my name Nonny?"
>Startled, you almost jump from your seat.
"Christ Pinkie, and no, I didn't."
>"Sure you did! You said it right after 'Christ!'"
>You shoot Pinks a look.
"Right. Anyways, can I ride you?"
>"Ride me? No silly! Beastiality is illegal!"
"What."
>"Anyways Nonny, I gotta get a cake to table four, if you can repeal that law, I'll totally let you ride me!"
>Pinkie then hops back behind the counter, smile never fading.
>You look down at the cupcake Pinkie left for you.
>Well shit.

>You are a depressed Anonymous.
>Rainbow did a spittake and laugh you away when you asked.
>Rarity slapped you.
>Twilight locked herself in her room and sent Spike out to "get groceries."
>They have left you without options.
cont.
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>>27986675
>You stare down Fluttershy's cottage.
>Time to swallow your pride.
>You commence the walk of shame towards her home.
>Knocking on the door, you instantly begin second guessing yourself.
>You're totally gonna get raped.
>"Who is it?"
"*sigh* Anonymous. I have a question."
>"A-anon? O-oh wait a second! I'm in, um, the shower~!"
>You lean against the door and listen to her scuttle upstairs and turn on her shower.
>This was a mistake.
>Five minutes later, the door opens.
>"S-sorry about that, you know how I like to bathe~."
>Fluttershy answers the door with a towel wrapped around her mane and an united bath robe.
"Right."
>"A-are you here to... clean my pipes~?"
"No. I came here to ask if I may ride you."
>Fluttershy maregasms onto her carpet and passes out.
>You sigh and walk home.
>Yakyakistan lives another day.
Fin
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>>27985591
Jokes on you, I've only ever memed ironically! Can't say i didn't something i clearly didn't preform with sincerity!
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>>27985590
>Day 5427 in Equestria.
>Yes you have been keeping track.
>It has been 5427 days since you popped up here.
>It has been 5426 days since she began asking you about your fetish.
>You eye the knife in your hands.
>Today is the day that changes.
>You hear the familiar wrap on your door.
>It's time.
>You open the entrance to your abode.
>"Hello Anon, is guro your fetish?"
>She notices your knife.
>"Oh! Did I finally guess i-"
"No. I have this knife for a different purpose, you wanna bake with me?"
>"Oh, okay the- wait, what?"
>You lean against your doorframe.
"Do you want to bake something with me?"
>Seems like you caught Fluttershy off-guard.
>"U-uh, o-of course!"
>You let Fluttershy inside your home.
>Day one of your experiment begins.

>You are Anonymous.
>A happy Fluttershy skips from your home with a mouthful of your semen.
>"See you tomorrow Anon~!"
>You sit petrified in your kitchen, completely naked and covered in mare juice and frosting.
>You should've just stabbed her.

>Day 5428 in Equestria.
>Now in your hand, you grip two tickets to the theatre, a gift from Rarity.
>Perhaps this will ween Fluttershy off of her rapish tendencies.

>Again, you are Anon.
>The theatre is littered with the bodies of aristocratic dead unicorns.
>"So, are you sure guro is not your fetish?"
>Fluttershy slowly cuts up a stallion infront of you.
>Fucking Elements of Harmony can get away with anything.
>Flutterbutt then raped you.
>Trial and error.

>Day 5429.
>You are going to take Fluttershy to the Zoo, and if she fucks this up, you're moving to Trottingham.

>At the Zoo.
>The Zoo slowly burns down as two gorillas hold you down and a giraffe and Fluttershy tag team your dick.
>Why did you think this would work.
T h e e n d
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Fluttershy as a slime pony
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>>27987212
Very nice.
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Goodnight bump
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Daily reminder that Flutterpriest is a faget.
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>>27986798
Had a kek, thanks
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>>27987103
>I only pretended
Okay, I was sad you had cancer earlier, but now I'm glad. Go die of your cancer death, meme boy. Go make tumors that explode into more cancer that make more tumors that explode into more cancer that so on and so forth. Bitch. I hate you. Your teeth are ugly. You look gross in blue shirts.
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Holy page ten bump
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Woke up in the middle of the night again... And good thing I did, cause page 10 bump...

Though I'm pretty sure it wasn't a Fluttershy dream. Not unless she's annoying she gives wicked headaches in your sleep.
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>>27992639
Are headaches your fetish Anon?
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>>27990253
I could have withstood all of which you said, UNTIL you brought my blue shirts into this. I MUST request you take that back with haste!
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>>27993298
Eat a dick... Red shirt!
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Page 10 Bump
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>>27995539
Time for the motherfucking redux!
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>>27970717
My usual response to these porn games.
>"lol, this is fucking stupid."
My response to THIS porn game.
>"lol, this is... Oh... Ohhhh... OHHHHH i came."
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>>27979622
>"Are you 18 or older?"
>Small infant with cheap headset: "Yes."
>"Good, here's all the porn on the internet."
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>>27998114
One more time.
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>"Gimme dat cock!!"
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>>27999493
Get your own cock!
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>>27999659
You has no sense of sexual, you sick bastard.
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>>28000855
>"DONT STEAL MY JOB YOU FUCKING BITCH"
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hump
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So, when we gettin some green?
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>>28003392
Soon as you start writing some.
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>>28003392
Already got some now that you're here frog dude.
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>>28003392
>He thinks we are getting green
Boy, we aren't scheduled for another green shipment for another couple months.
We do have bumps though :^)
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>>28003392
I mean I COULD post what I have so far for my own green but Flutterrape prefers everything at once no?
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>>28003747
Depends how long you're talking.
I haven't seen a multi-chapter story in ages, please tell me that is what you have for us.
I miss the anticipation of waiting for a new installment, then the thrill of the writefag checking in and telling everyone to gather around. Critquing as one after the having all collectively read. Reading with my Flutterrape friends is a true joy and one I so dearly miss.
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>>28004454
Sadly I'm afraid my story is rather short, not to mention a fan sequel to a different story. I take it Flutterrape hasn't had a multipart story since Flutterpriest's Cadance stories and a true long-runner since Exchange. Maybe someday I'll try my hand out at something of that caliber, once I get accepted here.
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>Day you don’t even care anymore in Equestria.
>You are Anon.
>You are currently in the process of waking up.
>As you begin to slide out of bed, you realize something.
>Today is another day.
>Today is another day where the yellow menace will knock on your door and try to guess your fetish.
>Today is another day where it will be something horrible.
>You remember when it was so simple.
>She knocked on your door during breakfast.
>You answered said door.
>She would have socks on, or panties, or maybe some kind of costume.
>You would slam the door shut and eat your soggy bowl of cereal.
“Those were the days.”
>You get back into a sleeping position, wondering if you should just do nothing today.
>But that will not stop her.
>As her guesses got more extreme, so did she.
>The last time you did not answer the door, she set your house on fire and came in dressed like a firepony.
>”Is being rescued from a burning building your fetish?”
>The words stuck in your head.
“And even then, nobody believed me.”
>Why would they?
>Fluttershy only acted the way she did in the mornings…
>Well, in the mornings.
>When it was just you and her.
>Everywhere else she acted like she had a small crush on you.
>Making all the ponies in town think you were a liar, and she was just cute…

1/?
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>>28005313

>You wait a little while longer before you feel that horrible feeling inside you get when you do not complete the triple S in time.
>With a groan, you get out of bed and begin your routine.
>After everything is done and you begin to make your usual meal of cereal and coffee, you hear the three soft knocks.
>Of course lying in bed longer would put you behind schedule
>Now you have to deal with this WITHOUT half a cup of coffee in you.
>You practically drag yourself to the door as another three knocks come.
>As you reach for the doorknob, you hesitate.
>Seriously, you fucking take a few steps back.
>”Is castration your fetish?”
>You remembered yesterday’s guess and how you narrowly avoided losing your fun sack.
>”Anon! Are you there!?”
>Her voice seemed a little worried, which caused you to panic.
>You cannot afford another window being broken.
>You pull your door open and look down at the small mare.
>Regret fills you instantly.
>”Good morning, Anon!”
>She raises a wooden baseball bat in the air.
>”Are concussions your fetish?”
“FUCK!”
>You do not even bother with the door as you spin around and take off for your backdoor.
>”Anon! Wait! Don’t KNOCK it ‘till you’ve tried it!”
>Her puns are worse than the pain you felt as the bat connected with the back of your head.
>You almost immediately lose consciousness as the darkness takes you away.

2/?
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>>28005330

>You begin to wake up to a beeping noise and worried murmurs.
>She put you in the hospital.
>Again.
>You cannot wait to hear what she told them this time.
>”Anon? You awake?”
>Rainbow Dash nudged you a little.
“Y-Yeah…”
>”Anon! We were so worried about you!”
>Twilight got all up in your grill as she said this.
>”You should really be more careful!”
“What do you mean?”
>Rarity came up next to Ms. Spakle.
>”Anon, dear, you don’t remember? Fluttershy told us that you screamed profanities at a pack of diamond dogs.”
>”Then they knocked you out with a bat, raped you, and stole all of the pictures of you and your old marefriend!”
>Pinkie hopped onto your lap whilst listing off the false events.
>What the fuck?
>They believed that?
”What the fuck?”
“You all believed that?!”
>As soon as you said it, you just about nearly ran for the nearest window.
>”Aw pony-feathers! Not this again!”
>Nearly everypony in the room began to rant at you while Fluttershy mouthed “Sorry, mister.”
Great, now you have to deal with this again.
>Again…

3/?
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>>28005342
Shit, I fucked that one up a lil.
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>>28005342

>Again…
>For some reason, that word was stuck in your mind.
>Your ‘friends’ bickering became background noise.
>The beeping of machines told you that you were in a hospital.
>The ponies that promised to always be there for you.
>Their voices used to remind you that you were safe.
>That you were home.
>But now?
>When they nearly hate your guts?
>When the only reason they care is because sometimes you pretend to be happy around them.
>When the pony that cares the most about you in this world is your stalker and rapist?
>You feel the same…
>The exact.
>Fucking.
>Same…
>Their yelling reminds you that you are in Equestria.
>That you are home.
>That there is no place better for you in the world.
>That the most peaceful place on this rock is your hell.
>And you cannot escape it.
>You have to live through it with a smile, or else it gets worse.
>Just like now…
>Again…

4/?
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>>28005481

>The word goes from depressing to enraging.
>Very quickly.
>You look up and see your friends still glaring at you.
>”So?”
>So?
>”Isn’t there something you’d like to say?”
>Twilight gestured towards Fluttershy.
>Usually, this is where you gave up.
>’I’m sorry, Fluttershy. I don’t know what I was thinking.’
>You opened your mouth to speak these words once again.
“Again…”
>The word came out slow, yet loud enough to be heard.
>Then you felt something.
>Something inside you.
>A feeling that could only be described as snapping.
>And all self control faded away.

5/?
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>>28005168
You mean true as in finished?
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>Day AWKWARD in Equestria.
>Be FUNNYBOT.
>Boot up.
>Release waste coolant.
>Commence polishing Servos.
>AWKWARD.
>Tok Tok Tok-
>Your motion sensors detect a being at your domicile entrance. Quite possibly the Yellow one who constantly harasses you.
>She does not get the [PUNCHLINE].
>AWKWARD.
>You wheel over to the door, and open it with your one Robot arm, and find your prediction true.
>"G-good morning Anonymous. H-how're you?"
"I AM FUNNYBOT."
>"O-oh right. I-I came for my f-fetish guess!"
>You stand there scanning the yellow unfunny organism.
>She reaches into a bag attached to her side, and pulls out what seems to be a peanut butter and jelly sandwich.
>For what purpose? There is no [PUNCHLINE].
>"A-are delicious sandwiches you-your fetish?"
"I would not consume that substance with [OPRAH'S] saggy [BALLSACK]. I AM FUNNYBOT."
>She visibly deflates.
>"I-is that so...? W-well can I suck your h-hot robo-bolt?"
>You beep a few times.
"I would not allow you to [JUGGLE] my [SPICY BONER] with [ADAM SANDLER'S] rancid [PUSSY] you [DIPSHIT]. I AM FUNNYBOT. AWKWARD!"
>You slam the door in her face, and proceed to get about on your day not fucking Fluttershy.
>AWKWARD!
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>>27999698
I have plenty of sexual sense, and I demonstrate it daily by telling the yellow demon to go fuck herself, preferably away from me, cause I want nothing to do with this yellow who.

She's way too 'kind' for my liking.
Also she sucks.
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>>28005595
Continue
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>>28007153
>Also she sucks.
SHE WOULD IF YOU LET HER
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bam
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Bump-a-rum.
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Bhump.
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If I were at a computer, I'd bump with a picture so it's less bland...
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>>28010836
Hey guys...
Why are we still here?
What are we doing?
We're down to about three one shots a week, give or take.
We don't even have the capacity to shitpost anymore, we are just constantly bumping.
I know we joke about lasting forever, but...
Is our time coming to an end?
If it is true, let it be known I've loved the past three years with you boys and there isn't much I'd trade them for. Thanks, Flutterrape.
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>>28011250
Flutterape: Watching The Thread Wither And Die Edition
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>>28011348
That...
That hit me harder than I thought it would.
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Bump, please don't die
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>>28011939
I'll never let it die!
Cause I refuse to let it go.
Don't care what others think, this shit ain't dying until I'm done! And since I'm a lazy shit, my being done will be a while.
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>>28012130
Thank
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>>28007241
Sorry, I write mostly when I feel like it. I'll update it tonight for sure, but don't expect me to finish it.
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>>28005595

>”What do you mean, ‘again?’”
>Twilight and the others had not calmed down.
>Except for Pinkie, she was watching a moth fly around.
>Fucking Pinkie.
“What do I mean?”
>You ask them all.
“Fuck you, that’s what I mean.”
>You rip the cords to the heart monitor off and get out of the bed a little too quickly.
“Fuck you.”
“Fuck you.”
“Fuck you.”
“Fuck you.”
“Fuck you.”
“And FUCK YOU!”
>You point to a different pony every time you say it.
>Fluttershy gets the last one.
>It feels so good to let it out.
>Your now ex-friends are mostly shocked while you throw a few of them on the floor on your way out of the room.
>For the first time.
>Not again.

6/?
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>>28012808
>6/?
Naw, that's a good end to part one of Evil Anon.
>6/6
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>You are Fluttershy.
>You are worried.
>Anon was very angry the other day.
>He looked like he could just scream!
>Oh, wait.
>He did scream.
>No matter, you will cheer him up!
>You assumed that he was not happy because yesterday’s attempt to earn his love was a bit mean.
>He never got that angry when you wore costumes.
>He even laughed sometimes!
>So today you decided to dress up as a superhero!
>But instead of buying one, you just put on your old Mare Do Well outfit.
>Why get into more debt, right?
>You see the familiar house that held your baby captive.
>After a bit more walking, you straighten your cape out and knock on the door three times.

1/?
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>>28013039

>You are Anon.
“There it is.”
>The knocking.
>You did not even bother with coffee or breakfast this morning.
>A bottle of whiskey was all you needed for now.
>Even though you were doing your Irish grandpappy proud, you still felt this burning in your chest.
>It was hate, with a capital Fucking Fluttershy.
“Does tha’ make senze?”
>You take another swig.
“Aw, who carez?”
>More knocking.
>Better answer it before she breaks something.
>After a few failed attempts at getting to your door, you finally make it there and throw it open.
“What?”
>You ask as bitterly as you can without slurring.
>”Hello, mister! Are superheros your fetish?”
>You stare down at Mare Do Well for awhile.
“So… Aren’tz you suppozed to pruhtect thah town or zomethin’?”
>Mare Do Well giggles.
>”It’s me, Anon! Fluttershy!”
>Oh…
>Superhero fetish?
“Fuck n-...”
>Then you get an idea.
>An awful idea.
>You get a wonderful, awful idea.

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>>28013227

“Yes.”
>”Oh, okay. See you tomorrow.”
>Fluttershy begins to walk away.
>Then she stops for a moment.
>All of a sudden, the back end of her suit becomes wet.
>She spins around and pounces on you.
>After about a couple of minutes of a pony trying to make out with you through a mask, you push her off.
>”Oh Anon! I’m so happy! I’ve never been so happy! We can finally be together!”
“No we can’t.”
>You try not to slur your words again.
>This is going to be perfect.
>They will all finally pay.
>SHE will finally pay.
>For everything.
>”WHAT!? W-W-Wh-Why no-n-not-t?”
>Damn, she’s about to throw a fucking fit.
“You’ll zee. Jus’ don’t take uff the coztume.”
>You shove her out the door and begin to make yourself a cup of coffee.
>You have to be at least a little sober for this.

3/?
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bump~
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Fuck, this is still a thing? I'm honestly impressed.
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>>28013999
So am I upside down Satan.
And I want to make sure it holds weight while it remains a thing... I must get to work.
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>>28013362

>You are Fluttershy.
>You are currently sitting at home in the corner of your room; still dressed as Mare Do Well.
>Thoughts raced through your head.
>Thoughts of Anon and you.
>How wonderful your marriage would be.
>What your foals would look…
>The dark magic you two would have to use to get you pregnant.
“C-Calm down…”
>You take a deep breath.
“Don’t get your hopes up just yet…”
>All of a sudden there is somepony knocking at your door.
>Scratch that, there is somepony pounding at your door.
>You go down stairs and open the door just in time for a pink blur to tackle you.
>”Ohmygosh, FLUTTERSHY!”
>Pinkie Pie yells in your face.
>You pee a little.
>”The cakes!”
“W-W-What about c-c-cakes?”
>You notice that your other friends were in the doorway.
>”Anon took them!”
“W-What?”
>Rainbow Dash flew up next to you.
>”Pinkie’s been baking all week to have enough cake for the cake eating contest tomorrow!”
>Pinkie got closer to your face.
>”ANON TOOK THEM!”

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>>28014062

“What? Anon would never!”
>”Fluttershy, we all know how angry he was the other day!”
>Twilight used her weird smart talk on you.
>You do not like it when she uses smart talk on you.
>Fucking Twilight.
“But! But!”
>”No buts!”
>Pinkie yelled at you again.
>You peed a little again.
>”When I wasn’t looking, he stole forty cakes!”
>”That’s as many as four tens!”
“That’s terrible!”
>”Yer darn right it is!”
>AppleJack said as she reached out a hoof to help you up.
>”Say, why are ya in yer Mare Do Well outfit?”
“Uh… Um… A-Angel likes to play superhero?”
>”That doesn’t matter, let’s get going before he does something worse!”
>Rainbow Dash flew out the door with your friends and you hot on her tail.

5/?
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Trump
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>>28015219
>>>/pol/
I'll meet you there.
Trump is the only true choice
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Man, I dunno.
Flutterrape.
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Hey, I found this date in the archives, did anything happen that day?
Looks ominous.
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>>28016140
Not to my knowledge. I remember seeing that earlier this year and telling myself to pay extra close attention that day.
Kinda forgot to, but doesn't seem anything of significance happened.
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Taking requests. First come first served.
I make no guarantees on the quality or length of what I create.
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>>28017417
Fluttershy becomes a stallion and tries to forcefully rape anon.
>real rape
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>Day 2,057 in Equestria.
>You are Anon.
>Holy fuck, Fluttershy is getting desperate.
>Yesterday's fetish guess was pencils.
>Seriously, holy fuck.
>The usual three knocks at your door distract you from your suicidal thoughts.
>You put your coffee down and walk over to the door.
>Just as the door cracks open, the little pegasus throws it open and tackles you to the floor.
>"Look, you anti-Lanky piece of fuck. I am this close to bringing Ivan along to send you to a fucking gulag. You'd better not mess with me, you scrubstronaut, you don't even know what I look, sound, or even fucking taste like. And you never will; because I'm a pancakestronaut motherfucker. I will drop-kick the fuck out of your fucking grandmother if you put any fucking condiments on me. And oh, let us not forget who'll be watching you the next time you go outside, me. The next time you have a meal, me. The next time you have sex with Kermit the frog, ME. You fucking Chinese ISIS Brussels bombing Irishrealian shithead."
>You have already had a heart attack and died.
>"So I take it copypastas aren't your fetish?"
>Fucking Fluttershy.
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>>28017417
Anon is a psychopath and Fluttershy is put in charge of keeping him from killing ponies.
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>>28017457
>"Yeah I just don't know what to do. It burns like hell, you know?"
"Yeah, dragon AIDs will do that to you."
>You grip your glass and gulp down some milk.
>Despite what you wanted to believe, ponies don't have alcohol.
>They instead have milk bars, and add cinnamon to said milk in order to give it 'kick'.
>Honestly it's just as horrible as you'd imagine it to be.
>You carry on listening to the poor bastard you ended up talking to tonight.
>Some stallion that wandered too close to the Dragon Lands and suffered the consequences.
>Nodding and sipping more milk, you offer the odd "Mm" and "Oh yeah".
>He sighs wearily as his tale draws to a close.
>Your eyes wander away from him and around the bar.
>A pink tail disappears behind a door to the toilets at the other side of the room.
>You think nothing of it, and continue drinking.
>"Th-the worst part is... I-is that no mares will touch me now! So instead I have to seclude myself away from everyone because ponies are too afraid to even go near me!"
"I'm sorry to hear that, Big Mac, I really am."
>"D-do you feel comfortable around me, Anon?"
"Honestly, this is the most you've ever spoken, so at the moment, no, I feel like I'm talking to an imposter."
>Big Mac starts crying.
>You want to pat him on the back, but you're not sure if dragon AIDs is contagious.
>So instead you offer him advice on how to cook a microwave dinner.
>Whether or not Equestria has microwaves is irrelevant.
>It's still quality advice.
>As Mac cries, you notice the bathroom door behind him swing open.
>A tall yellow stallion nervously checks his hooves and mane before craning his neck and looking around the bar.
>You watch him with mild interest.
>Eventually his eyes land on you, and he seems to freeze.
>You cock an eyebrow.
>Does he know you?
>Do you know him?
>Does he have dragon AIDs as well?
>Only one way to find out, and Mac was getting a bit depressing anyway.

1/?
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>>28017948
>You offer a cheerful wave at the guy.
>He visibly gulps and shakily smiles back.
>Then starts to slowly walk over.
>He drags his hooves at first, as if unsure of how to walk, but gradually picks up the pace.
>When he finally reaches your table, you smile.
"Hey there, you new around here?"
>"N-no, well, yes."
"Well which is it?"
>"Yes, I'm new, I just um, got into town."
"Huh."
>You motion for him to sit and he does so.
>For a second the two of you watch Mac sob into his drink.
>Your new companion gives you a puzzled look.
>"What's wrong with him?"
"He has dragon AIDs."
>...
>The new guy shuffles away slightly.
>"I-I hear it's contagious."
"Hell if I know, so what's your name?"
>"Oh, Flutter--..."
"Flutter?"
>"F-flutter...guy."
"Flutterguy."
>"Yes, Flutterguy."
>Stare at him.
"Not related to Fluttershy by any chance, are you? Because you kinda look the same."
>The yellow coated, pink-haired, nervous individual before you stammers and tries to hide behind his mane before he realises that it's too short and all he was really doing was yanking on his fringe like a lunatic.
>You watch in amusement.
>"I'm Flutterguy and I just got into town and I'm looking for someone to show me around." he says hurriedly in one breath.
"That almost rhymed. You a song writer?"
>"Oh goodness no, I look after Ponyville's aaaaa-- Ponyville's air."
"Sounds fascinating."
>"Well I just got into town, so it's a small job to um, do."
>Flutterguy grins at you.
>It's a pretty fake looking grin, but who are you to judge.
>He's simply nervous, that's all.
"Well I'll happily show you the ropes if you wanna look around town."
>"Really?"
"Sure, things in here are going rapidly downhill as it is."
>You glance at Mac.
>He's still sobbing, having now made a small puddle around his head.
"Also I may or may not have dragon AIDs."
>Flutterguy cringes.
"Come on, hot shot, let's get outta here."

2/?
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>>28017961
>With a casual, friendly hand motion, you beckon for him to follow you as you rise from your chair.

>Exiting the bar, you suck in the night air as Flutterguy narrowly avoids the heavy wooden door from slamming into him.
>It's a stark contrast to the heady, smoky atmosphere inside.
>You clasp your hands together and turn to your new friend.
>"Alright buddy, first things first, this is the bar, as you know."
>You point at the town hall.
"That's town hall, we have monster attacks there roughly once a month."
>You point at the sky.
"Mare named Rainbow Dash lives somewhere in the clouds around here, she -will- steal your ice-cream if you have one."
>You point at yourself.
"I'm Anon, and spent my first week living in the forest outside town and used to get given fruit baskets to try and appease my wrath."
>You point at a nearby flower shop.
>"Girl named Bon Bon lives works there, she's a total bitch, avoid her where possible."
>You point at the ground.
"And there's a caustic mammoth worm sleeping somewhere under this street, try not to jump or make any sudden movements, as it's already developed a taste for blood."
>With a satisfied sigh, you smile at Flutterguy.
"And that's pretty much all you need to know!"
>He looks thoroughly informed.
"Anything else you want to know?"
>Flutterguy looks around, then focuses on a dark and sinister looking alleyway.
>"What's um, down there?"
>You follow his gaze.
"What, down that ominous and grim looking alleyway between the morgue and the haunted pre-school?"
>"Yes."
"God knows, let's find out!"
>Setting off in a confident stride, you lead Flutterguy towards the scary and ghoulish alleyway.
>Once you arrive, you put your hands on your hips and stare into the abyss at the end of it.
"Yep. This is fucking horrible. Thought it would be."
>Flutterguy is shaking in his skin, but he holds a hoof up and points at the end.
>"W-what's past there?"
"Dunno."
>"C-can we g-go there, p-p-please?"

3/?
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>>28017971
"You seem pretty scared, are you sure you want to go?"
>"M-more than anything."
"You're sweating a whole lot and look like you're about to faint."
>"I-it's excitement."
"If you say so."
>With a shrug, you carry on walking deeper into the evil and fiendish alleyway.
"You know, this reminds me of a movie--"
>Before you even feel the pain, you're heading for the ground.
>A dull pain cascades over the back of your head.
>Your shoulder drives into the dirt, softening the fall somewhat.
>With a groan, you look up.
>Flutterguy holds a comically oversized frying pan in his mouth.
>He spits it out.
>"I-I'm sorry Anon, b-but I need to do this."
>Then he's upon you.
>Fumbling with your clothes, Flutterguy attempts to pull them off you.
>Realising what he's doing, you panic and try to push him off.
>Him being a stallion, he's quite a bit stronger than you, and uses his considerable weight to keep you down.
>You hear him panting, hot moist breath hitting your ear as you turn your head away from him and try to wrest him off you.
>"Don't struggle! It'll make this easier!"
>Your legs kick out at him.
>He grunts as you catch his leg, but it doesn't stop him.
>His hooves mangle and tear your clothes, revealing your bare chest to the night air.
>As the finality of what he's doing sets in, you start fighting less.
>Flutterguy takes a moment to catch his breath, his eyes drinking in his prize.
>Your half-naked body is tantalising to him, and he wets his lips, the stallion nervously looking over you as if stuck for choice as where to start violating you.
>You know full well what he came here for though, and he takes him.
>Gripping the necklace around your neck, he pulls.
>You glare angrily at him.
"Damn you, Flutterguy!"
>He laughs a heartless laugh as he swallows the pendant hanging off the necklace, the ancient gem set in it radiating an awesome power.
>"At last, the stone is mine! A thousand years of darkness shall envelop this land!"

4/?
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>>28017981
>The stallion steps off you as you scurry away from him.
>His laughter fills the air as black smoke surrounds him.
>You watch in horror as he reveals his true form to be Sombra, the Lord of Darkness.
>"NOW EQUESTRIA SHALL BURN!"
>With grim determination you rise to your feet.
>Kicking over a nearby trash-can, you reach into the rubbish and draw out Souldawn, the legendary sword of the Celestials.
>With a scream, you raise the weapon above your head and charge into the mass of swirling shadows before you, the red eyes within taunting you as you launch yourself into the darkness to do battle with the enemy of hope and--

>"Anon."
>You stop talking.
>Twilight gives you a very annoyed, and very flat look.
"What?"
>"You did -not- pull a legendary sword out of a trash-can and do battle with Sombra."
"...You don't know that."
>"Yes I do. And also, Big Mac doesn't have AIDs! That's a really hurtful thing to go around saying!"
"Well why else is he such a recluse?"
>"Because he's -shy-!"
"Shy, having AIDs, what's the difference?"
>Twilight lets out an exasperated groan.
>"Are you going to tell me why we found you buck naked in a back alleyway covered in milk or not?"
"Pretty sure is was semen."
>"It was milk, Anon, Pinkie taste-tested it."
"Gross."
>"Very. Now are you going to tell me what happened last night?"
"...I played strip-poker at the haunted pre-school with a bunch of rebellious teenagers, lost, and got thrown out."

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>>28017989
>You pause.
"Then I think Fluttershy raped me."
>"I believe everything except the Fluttershy part. Also I'm guessing that whole part with the bar didn't happen."
"But she'd turned herself into a stallion! I couldn't fight her off! Also I had to sneak into the bar to steal some milk for the teenagers."
>"I know that's plausible, but I refuse to believe it. Fluttershy isn't a rapist! Also that's disgraceful, Anon."
"But she's raping Spike right as we speak. Also I did what I had to for their respect."
>You both look left.
>Fluttershy is on top of Spike, fondling him.
>She stares at the two of you.
>Then scowls.
>"Don't you judge me, he was wearing the apron I like, he was practically asking for it."
>Spike whimpers.
>Fucking Fluttershy.

6/6
The End

...Fuck, wait, you said -real rape-. Damn it.

http://pastebin.com/4CXxPYKW
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>>28017995
I'm still very satisfied.
Fucking keked.
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NOT GETTING TO PAGE 10 ON MY WATCH
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Fluttershy in: Fetish Guessing with Autism
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night time stealth bump
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>>28017995
This was funny and frustrating.
Funustrating.
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>>28019966
... Makes me think that word is used when Pinkie is on her period...
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>>28020279
Silly Anon, She calls those her eggparting days
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>>27896419
Hey Flutterrape, still alive? that's great
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I made this quite a while ago but the thread was already in such a zombie state I forgot to share it here.
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Good morning everyone.
Page ten.
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>>28021823
This guy is quickly becoming one of my favourite artists.
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>>28021845
It's a shame he doesn't hang out here, his stuff is right up our alley.
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>>28021823
artist name?
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>>28022957
Derpibooru says he's named 'shoutingisfun'.
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>>28022973
thanks anon
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>>28021823
He ate an ASSLOAD of those Brownies. He's gonna die
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>>28023063
Nonsense!
Everyone knows that the more viagra you consume, the bigger your dick gets. It's perfectly safe, it's just that it gets annoying.
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>>28023063
no, is gonna to get really high
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>>28022973
>>28023003
Hes a great artist, have lots of his stuff saved for use in pone related content
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>>28023090
He's pretty good. Enjoyed this recent series of pics with Teen Flurry Heart.
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>>28023116
Wuten did a voice over for that comic, along with the nsfw follow up.
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>>28023380
>Wuten
Is he even still alive?
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>>28023438
I don't keep up with him, but he still does voice work for random shit.

Here: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=2iwec0GgUwU
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>>28021252
Maybe it's different in other places compared to down here, but that looks more like a rectal thermometer she's trying to deepthroat.
Not only is that unhygienic as fuck, but she even got the wrong one.
Silly nurse.
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>>28024262
What if that's her fetish.
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>>28024815
Your face is a fetish
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>>28025065
I'm flattered
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PAGE FUCKING 10 BUMP
FOR FUCKS SAKE GUYS
DON'T LET THIS SHIT HAPPEN
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what happens if i don't bump?
what happens when this finally dies?
finally gets archived?
then what?
bump
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bumpbump
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>>28027834
Then I make a new thread and we begin anew.
We're a motherfucking Phoenix!
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>>28029147
bless you
long live flutterrape
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>You roll your eyes.
“Flutterrape, this little ‘dance’ of ours needs to stop. Don’t make me carry you back to bed.”
>She leans against your doorframe, out of breath, her eyes having a lifeless stare over them.
>Shaking her head, she does her zombie shuffle over to your desk.
>”I know, I just wanted…”
>You pinch the bridge of your nose, taking a deep breath before looking back up at her.
“Flutterrape, I really gotta admire your determination to get into my pants. But you-“
>”No, not that.”
>You tilt your head.
“Come again?”
>”Even though all my plans to get into them seem silly, over the top, cheesy and whatever else, there’s really one reason why I do that.”
“Flutterrape, you’re horny, I get it.”
>She shakes her head, glaring at you.
>To your surprise, she trots around the desk relatively fast.
>She already had her forearms around your neck for a warm hug.
>You breathe easy from her warm fur being close.
>”It’s because I love you and can’t stand the thought of you being lonely,” she whispers.
>She steps away trots out the room with her slow and short little steps.
>You look up to your ceiling, groaning.
“Wait.”
>She stops in her tracks, and half turns her head back to you.
“Why tell me this now? You’re not going anywhere, little miss demi-god.”
>You can see a corner of her mouth raise for a tired smirk.
>”No, I’m not.”
>She gets a better look at you, “isn’t it great?”
>You feel a smile creep on your face.
>”Goodnight."
>She keeps trotting off back to her room.
>Fucking Flutterrape and her sappiness
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Bamp
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>Day 476 in Equestria.
>You are Anon.
>You quietly enjoy your coffee while looking out the window.
“Wow, it’s such a great day!”
>You say so that everybody knows it is a great day.
>Three knocks come from your door.
>You glance at your clock on your way to the door.
“A bit late…”
>Nonetheless, you open your door.
>On your front porch stands Fluttershy, except with a shaved head and a swastika tattoo where her cutiemark once was.
>Oh boy.
>“Hello mister! Would you like to lynch some niggers?”
>Oh-fucking-boy.
“Do you even know what that means?!”
>”It means you and I should gas the jews, cutie!”
>This dense bitch got Twilight to tell her more about your world.
>You really should stop telling BookSmart about Earth.
“Fluttershy, racism isn’t my fetish.”
>This causes Fluttershy to freeze up.
>”R-R-Racist? I-I wou-would never!”
“This.”
>You point at her.
“This right here.”
>You move your finger up and down.
“This is racist as fuck.”
>”No it isn’t, only white people can be racist!”
>You slam the door shut.
>Fucking Fluttershy.
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[Bump]
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>>28031639
THANK GOD YOU'RE ALIVE
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I don't even visit these threads but I'm still gonna bump cause it seems important.
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>>28032915
Most important thread on /mlp/.

Flutterrape is a coal mine canary.

As soon as something bad happens here, it's a sign that the board is about to experience some huge happening.

Unfortunately this means that whenever shit goes down we're always the first to go.

Before we crawl out of the grave again.
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>>28020516
This is pretty nice.
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Lazy Nudge, so I can bed.

After spending the appropriate motherly amount of time with Flurry Heart, Cadance comes to a sudden realization, probably from someone mentioning it to her, and snaps. She has a baby now. Like a mother. Mother's a old. That means she's old.
Cadance refuses to go through with this thought. She's not old. She's way too beautiful for that. Young ponies like her don't have babies. This child totally isn't hers. It's her idiot husbands.
And on that note, young ponies also don't marry stupid old stallions like her idiot husband.
Not to mention, 'Princess' Cadance? Princesses are old! Like her Aunts! She's no Celestia or Luna!

Declaring sudden freedom for herself, much to the concern of Shining Armour, she leaves. She's gonna go out and be young! She'll go find Twilight, ignore that she's also a Princess because she's young too, and hang out with her friends!
Doing so has her remember that they're friends with Anon, who looks totally young... For all she knows. It's hard to tell how aged humans are.
You know what young mares do? Flirt with boys! Get them to ask them out on dates! Stay up late at night, ignore what their stupid parents think and have many sexual encounters with their new boyfriends in secret until they decide to tell one of their more gossipy friends just so word is spread that she and her boyfriend are clearly an item!
Cadance is totally young enough to do that. Twilight's brother is dead to her now, so she wants to take a swing at Anon.

Concern for her naturally spreads and everyone attempts to get her to come grips with her age, which really isn't all that old to begin with, and go back to her family before Anon gets molested by a married mare and makes Shining Armour cry.
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>>28031125
>”No it isn’t, only white people can be racist!”
Typical yellow-coated slanty eyes trying to act like they know what the fuck they're talking about.

Honestly they should all just go back to Cloudsdale.
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Vinny'so got a motherflipping vape, my dudes!
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>>28017995
Hah!
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>>28034679
Dude this isn't your blog, get back to drawing.
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>>28034741
After lunch, I'm cooking.

Also don't vape cook food. It's not good for you or the meal.
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Giggity.
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>>28034679
>vinny is also filthy frank
Noice.
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>>28018071
Excellent. Glad you liked it.

>>28019966
>Funny and frustrating
Fun fact, that's how my girlfriend described my dick.
Fun fact, I've never actually had a girlfriend.
Fun fact, these facts aren't fun.

>>28034704
Heh!
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>>28033128
Flutterrape: Watching /mlp/ Wither And Die Edition
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>>28032363
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>>27896419
>PiE is dead
>Pony Adventure dead
>Royal Guard CYOA dead/over I don't even know
>Aww shieet nigga you is not anymore in equestria
>Flutterrape is zombie
>AiE is not much better
>most good drawfags from the thread are dead, 2 famous or moved on.

>MLPG, OiE, Manos, Nightly Twilight thread and Fingerbang still alive
>all these generals centered around single characters with no other theme
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>>28037357
Soooo are trying to change that or you are just crying here?
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>>28037614
Just crying
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>>28037357
The difference between the generals of old and the ones you listed are that they are still fresh and new.
They are here now, but where will they be in a year?
Where will they be in two years?
Now look at us.
Look at AiE.
Look how long we've lasted.
We have lived for years.
We will continue living for years.
However, that is what scares me.
I know we will be here a year from now, but what will the thread look like?
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>>28038484
>"Hey guys, you read any good Applerape recently?"
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>>28038484
>but what will the thread look like?
oh

>mlpg
>still fresh and new
dude. Also, all the other threads I mentioned have actually been here for at least a year or two.
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>>28023438
Not for writing, but I do lurk for stories and comics to do audio adaptations of.
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>>28023380
>voice overs
b-baratone...
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Bamp
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IWTCIW~
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[Bump]

>>28031690
Alive, but not writing sadly. Glad to see we're still around.
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>>28041441
Glad to see you hanging around, where ya been man?
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>>28041514
Who are you speaking to Anon?
The brackets give me a hint, but stranger danger.
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>>28041566
Akame
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>>27958050
1.Twilight
2.Fluttershy
3.Tree Hugger

It's just that we could do with something that's not just LMAO WEED.

>>27961493
I just hope that Fluttershy doesn't know that ponies holding things in their mouths is my fetish

>>28040168
Wuten, tell me the ways of the oldfags, so that my island nation may prosper.
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My current life...
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>>28040961
"I want to cum inside........ Winona"?

Jesus dude...
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>>28043353
I think it means I want to cum inside Warren, as in Warren Buffet.
Probably not a good idea though.
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>>28042329
>"My sister informed me that you have naked pictures of me, and that you never finish your homework or research assignments."
"I-I... uhh..."
>"Would you like some more?"
"What."
>"We can make more right now."
"Vice-principal Luna--"
>"Lock the door, then take me right now on this desk!"
"I'm not--"
>"I want to feel your hands on my breasts, I want to feel your fingers twist my nipples, I want to feel your hot breath in my ear as we consumate our love!"
"I NEED AN ADULT."
>"I AM AN ADULT."
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>>28045088
Why you always do this to me FR, you always give me a boner which I have to violently get rid of
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>>28043353
>>28044027
Kek, fucking Anons.

I Want To Cum Inside Wuten

But I'm not gonna be mad if is Winona
U-Unf

>>28045088
>You will never escape from a horny principals
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>>28045387
I'll give you a violent Bump!
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>>28046719
Jesus that was harsh.
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Am I the only one that tries to write a little snippet, but ends up with about 5 pages of writing, with less plot advancement than anticipated? I swear, I've got some kind of Tom Clancy syndrome, just less technical specs and more general detail. Every time, too.
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>>28047956
I was previously like that once upon a time, yes.
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Bamp
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[Bump]

>>28041514
Working, traveling, working more. Game development is hard work.

>>28041566
Just an old writefag who couldn't finish one story. Or another one. Or another one...
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Happy Birthday Nebby.
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>>28051032
RIP in spaghetti, Fauxsquared
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>>28051032
Oh shit, Nebs birthday?
Happy birthday you Bon Bon hating faggot!
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>>28051032
Happy Birthday little Nebberini!
I hope this picture is a good enough present.
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bURP
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>>28052610
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birthday bumb
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>Day 482 in Equestria.
>You are Anon.
>You peacefully sleep on your front porch with an empty bottle of vodka in your hand.
>Last night was very interesting to say the least.
>In fact, it would make an amazing story to tell.
>But it did not involve rape, so nobody would care.
>You begin to awaken to the clip-clip sound of hooves approaching you.
>After you take a moment to grumble and groan about Equestria not having creatures with boobs, you get up into a sitting position.
"Make it quick, faggot."
>You spit out as you tuck your dick back into your underwear.
>You look up to see a very upset Derpy.
"Oh... Sorry."
>Even though you apologized somewhat sincerely, she begins to cry and flies away with your mail.
"Fuck..."
>You slowly make your way onto your feet just in time for another clip-clop sound to approach you.
>After a quick glance to make sure it's her this time, you repeat yourself.
"Make it quick, faggot."
>"Ey bb, u wnt sum fuq?"
"What?"
>"U wut m8?"
"Fluttershy, this is how murderers are made."
>"lol, u rite!"
>You smash your bottle on the ground next to her.
"English, motherfucker!"
>You get all up in her grill.
"Do you speak it?!"
>"Is txt talk ur ftish, bb?"
"No."
>You turn around and open your door.
>After walking inside and beginning to shut the door, Fluttershy pulls it back open.
>"Pls, bb!"
"No, pls go & stay go."
>You slam the door shut and fall asleep on the living room rug.
>Fucking Fluttershy.
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>>28046719
This will never not expand dong. Don't tell Fluttershy that though.
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>>28051032
Happy Birthday Nebby-kun!
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>>28051032
2nd August, the year of our rapist lord 2016

Dearest Nebulus,
My fingers tremble with each heartbeat as I write this letter, for I must confess something to you. From that very first moment we met and our eyes locked for what seemed to be a heavenly eternity, I felt something deep down inside of me. Deeper than lust, deeper than that flittering I felt in my chest, I felt something deep in my soul. I felt that we both had the same strain of equine chlamydia. If you could give me some tips on dealing with this shit, that'd be great. It burns worse than the jews, and I'm running low on ointment. Could we share?

Sincerest sincerities,
Anonymous.

P.S. Happy birthday.
P.P.S. Ur an butt.
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>You woke up in a sweat and breathing heavily.
>Something didn’t feel right.
>It’s almost as if you could feel the tapestry of your life was being woven by some vindictive and impalpable being bent on destroying you.
>You shook it off with an effort of reason and decided to get up and start the day.
>You were having a yard sale out front to make some extra cash.
>It seemed like a good idea. You just took some stuff that was lying around the house and put price tags on them.
>You got dressed and walked into the kitchen.
>Though, for some reason you couldn’t seem to stop sweating.
>Your roommate, Maud, was in the kitchen reading the paper and eating plain oatmeal.
Morning.
>“Hello, Anonymous,” she said plainly and without looking up from the paper.
Is it just me or was it hot this morning, you asked as you wiped your sweaty brow.
>She didn’t answer. You saw a plate of eggs and a glass of water waiting for you at the table.
Oh, thanks, Maud.
>She turned the page of her newspaper.
>Not much for conversation, that ol’ Maud, but she was always a good listener.
>You sat down and grabbed the knife and fork that were set for you next to the plate.
>The eggs were good, but the water was warm.
>You wiped your sweaty brow with the white-cloth napkin the silverware was on.
Anyway, does it seem hot to you today?
>“We live in a dormant volcano, Anonymous.”
Yeah, it sure seems like it sometimes, you said with a chuckle.
>“I dug this cave we’re living in over two years ago out of the side of Mt. Hlot Cre-vice so I could study and catalogue the gems in the nearby sand bars. I don’t know why you always forget that.”
These are good eggs, Maud, you said kindly to try and make conversation.
>You took another bite.
>“I didn’t make those.”
You didn’t?
>She turned the page of her newspaper.
Then who did?
>“Why, it was me all along, Anonymous!”
>You started choking on the piece of egg that was in your mouth when you heard Rarity’s voice.
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>>28056403
>Thrashing in your seat you fell to the floor and caught a sideways glimpse of her obliviously happy face and her frilly apron that had ‘Kiss the Fabulous Cook” stitched on it.
>“I can’t tell you how thrilled I am to know that you like my cooking, Anonymous. You know, mother always said that the ladies in our family have never been good cooks, but that they appreciated good taste and always noticed the finer details. But . . .”
>As your chest started to convulse and you could feel the world fading away you wondered, in that brief moment as the weight of death smothered you, if you could somehow take Rarity with you.
>“Anyway, I thought it would be good to make breakfast for us all so we’d all have our energy for the coming day’s yard sale.”
>Rarity? At your yard sale!
>A great and terrible rage inside of you forced you to scream.
>The piece of egg flew out of your mouth, up into the air, and fell back down onto your cheek with a wet thud.
>Rarity grimaced. “Anonymous, I know you like my cooking. But do make sure that you chew your food properly after every bite.”
>You wiped your face and got up to gripe.
>You told Rarity very belligerently that you didn’t want her at your yard sale and that if you had had your way she would have been in jail and became some rough dyke’s girlfriend by now.
>She pretended to listen while she cleared the table and gave the kitchen a much needed cleaning in general.
So, all in all, I don’t want you at my yard sale, you said conclusively.
>“Yes, could you put those cleaning solutions away for me please?” she said without looking at you.
>You looked and saw that you were holding a bunch of cleaning solutions in your arms.
>“There, now doesn’t that look better?” she said with satisfaction as she took off her apron.
>You looked around the kitchen and were happily surprised to see it so clean.
Wow.
>“Impressed?” she asked cheekily.
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>>28056434
Yeah. You even got those dirty porcelain thingies out of the sink.
>“The dirty dishes, darling.”
>“Anonymous refuses to acknowledge their existence,” said Maud, still reading the paper. “I’m obliged to you for cleaning them, Rarity. The repugnant smell was driving me mad.”
>“Oh, I hardly even noticed a change in your attitude, dear,” said Rarity.
Maud, if you hate the smell so much why don’t you just let me use the paper plates you buy?
>Maud sighed, folded up the newspaper and placed it under her arm.
>She left the room and said to you:
> “Do not start with me today.”
>After she left Rarity gave you a worried look.
>“Do you think she’s mad?” Then, after some silence, “no, I’m really asking you if you think she’s mad. I can’t read her at all. Her countenance always has the faint presence of a brick wall.”
Um, I don’t think so.
>“Oh, thank goodness. I wouldn’t want to be caught in the middle—”
But I am. Rarity, you’ve been ignoring me this whole time. I don’t want you at my yard sale.
>“But I already took the liberty of setting up all of my items next to yours.”
You what?
>She hugged your leg affectionately and said that surely a gentleman like you wouldn’t throw out a lady that had already made plans to have a good time with the man she admired so much.
>She looked up at you with her blue eyes shimmering with pleading sincerity.
I told you no, you said at contemptuous length.
>“Well, then let me be blunt,” she said tactfully.
>“Your price tags on your items cannot possibly be understood by anypony. I take it you still haven’t learned how to write down the Equestrian numerical system.”
>She led you outside to your set up. Nothing fancy, you just laid down an old sheet and spread your items out evenly.
>Though, you could see to the right of your set up Rarity set up her own items on three card tables set next to each other vertically and covered with a long plastic tablecloth.
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>>28056502
>Her items seemed to be mostly kitschy knick-knacks and old textiles.
>But they were set up nicer than yours. And you could even see there was a sign next to her table that said ‘Fabulous Corner’ on it.
>You didn’t think it was healthy to be so angry in the morning.
>But unfortunately Rarity was right. You didn’t know how to write down the ass-backwards symbols that they used for numbers here.
>Or, rather, you’ve never tried to.
>So you and her worked out a deal: she got to stay if she helped you price all of your items.
>You sat down, drank lemonade, and supervised while she grabbed your items one at a time and brought them to you for pricing.
>She brought a water bottle over to you.
>“How much for this empty gallon-of-milk container?”
That’s a water bottle. And three bits.
>She wrote down what the Equestrian numerical system deemed a three on the tag—it looked like someone tried to draw the noodles of a bowl of ramen.
>She grimaced as she put the water bottle down.
>“No, that is not a water bottle. It’s an empty milk jug.”
>She held her nose closed and her voice was nasally.
>“And it’s disgusting. You could’ve at least washed it out first.”
Don’t see the point of that when they’re going to put water in it themselves anyway.
>“Anonymous do you really think that any of this garbage you’re trying to get rid of will sell?”
Haven’t you ever heard that old adage: one man’s trash is another man’s treasure?
>“More like one pony’s trash is another pony’s problem,” she grumbled as she picked another item.
>“Well, how much for—hey, this lamp was my gift to you for your birthday!”
Put that in the free pile.
>She huffed angrily.
>“You know, despite your obvious ill-treatment towards me I do believe that having a yard sale together will be a lovely bonding experience for the two of us.”
Yeah, well . . .
>You stopped when a loud rumbling sound came from the earth below the two of you.
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>>28056585
>The ground shook and trembled, sending your vision into a vibrating fit and making the air roar like the ocean.
>Then, as soon as it started, it stopped.
>Rarity had grabbed onto your neck in fright sometime during the tremor and was holding herself close to you.
>When it stopped she looked around and then up at you with worry.
>“What on earth was that?”
>You shrugged and told her it was probably an earthquake.
You can let go now, you said as you tried to pry her off.
>“Oh, but you’re so cozy,” she cooed as she snuggled your neck. “See? We’re bonding already.”
I wouldn’t count on it, you said as you pushed her off.
>“We shall see,” she said as she went back to your pile.
>“Now then, how much for these old newspapers?”
Those aren’t old. They’ve got today’s date on them.
>“Yes,” she said dully, “you scribbled out the old dates and literally wrote ‘Today’s Date’ on them.”
Pretty clever of me. I’d say two bits for each or five bits for the pair of three.
>“There are only two papers here.”
Um, no. There should be—oh, dammit Maud give me my merchandise back! you said as you ran into the house.
>You came back with Maud and the newspaper.
>She grabbed some weird wooden-tribal mask out of your pile of stuff.
>“Something has come up. I need this for the ritual,” she said as she put it on.
Whatever, that was in the free pile anyway.
>Maud left and you and Rarity, after you took many lemonade breaks, finished pricing your stuff.
>Rarity wiped some sweat off her brow and sat next to you.
Is it hot today to you, too?
>“Well, I was fine until I had to spend two hours pricing your trash,” she said meanly.
>She frowned at you and you awkwardly offered her a glass of lemonade, which she just sighed at and then regarded the sale in front of her worriedly.
>“I hope this hasn’t all been for naught.”
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>>28056618
I told you that I wasn’t going to like you any better, even if you do think this is going to be a good bonding experience for us.
>“I wasn’t talking about that,” she said coldly.
>She looked thoughtful after this, but her silence made you feel awkward.
Well, I probably should at least thank you for pricing my stuff, you said begrudgingly.
>All you got from her was an expectant look.
Fine. Thank you for pricing all of my merchandise, Rarity.
>“You’re quite welcome,” she said happily.
>But then she looked ahead at the back road that takes you to town from your mountain home on the outskirts worriedly.
>“I do wonder why it is that we haven’t yet had a single customer though.”
>She looked to you and you just shrugged.
>“Do you think that maybe your home is just too far off the beaten path for anypony to make the venture?”
Maybe. None of the pizza places deliver to my house, you said helpfully.
>“I wonder if there could be a way to help encourage them to come. Tell me, what did you write on the signs that you put around town to advertise your yard sale?”
>You blinked stupidly.
Signs?
>“Yes, dear, what did you write on the signs you put around town; were the directions accurate and easy enough to follow; did you give them some idea of what to expect of your, um, merchandise?”
>You rubbed your chin thoughtfully.
That would’ve been a good idea.
>“Well, I’m glad you think so. Which one of my suggestions were your signs lacking?”
I didn’t make any signs.
>Rarity’s eyes wandered nervously, but she forced herself to smile politely and look at you again.
>“I don’t think I heard you right,” she said with strained politeness. “Could you repeat that?”
I didn’t make any signs. It probably would’ve been a good idea to though, huh, you said with an awkward laugh.
>Rarity stopped smiling politely.
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>>28056658
>“Oh, how could you be such an imbecile,” she said with scorn. “I can’t believe I spent all this time setting up both our yard sales for nothing.”
Hey, we might get some stragglers in.
>Her face began twitching, as if her skin was vibrating all over just to get rid of all of the malice she felt towards you.
>“Stragglers don’t have money, Anonymous!”
>She sank into her seat next to you, mumbling angrily all the while.
>You sipped at your lemonade and pretended not to notice.
So, how come you almost let me die this morning by choking, you said helpfully to try and make conversation.
>“We need to make some signs,” Rarity said shortly. “Go and get something big to write on and some markers.”
What do you think I’m a king or something? We don’t have anything like that.
>“Well, then we’ll have to buy some and come back.”
Um, Rarity, people have yard sales to make money, not to spend it.
>She turned on you angrily.
>“I am not having all of that time I took into setting up our wares wasted. So get up!”
What a lovely bonding experience, you said under your breath.
>Just then Maud came out with some sizeable cardboard squares she had cut out and some black markers.
>“You can borrow some of my arts and crafts materials if you’d like. I always keep some close by in case Pinkie Pie comes over for a visit.”
>“Oh, thank you so much, Maud,” said Rarity. “You don’t know how close I was to losing it just then.”
>“Yes I do.” But Rarity was so elated to have the materials she never heard Maud say that.
>Rarity gave you some materials and then kept some for her.
>You cleared the table the lemonade had been on and set your materials down.
Hey, what should I write down?
>“Don’t you remember my suggestions from earlier?”
Well, yeah. But I was thinking why should all of our signs be the same? Maybe I could, like, personalize mine.
>Rarity pursed her lips at you.
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>>28056685
Okay, I know you’re thinking that I’m going to write something dumb. But I’m not.
>“I’ll be the judge of that,” she left on as she went back to her own sign.
>So you made some signs and Rarity made some and she was looking over yours.
>“Okay, let’s see here. This one reads ‘Super Yard Sale’ . . . and that’s all it says.”
Yeah, you know, since we’ve got, like, my yard sale and yours. You know, two for the price of one.
>“Uh huh,” she said dully. “And this one says ‘Two for the Price of One’, lovely.”
I figured a deal as good as that needed two signs. Keep going, I’ve got an ‘Eat at Joe’s’ one in there somewhere too.
>“Anonymous, I must ask you this before I continue, are all of your signs confusing?”
Well, no, you said uneasily. See, the next one has an arrow on it.
>“Yes, it does have an arrow on it, and that’s all it has on it.”
It’s a mystery arrow, you said suavely. People are going to want to know what the arrow leads to, and then they’ll find us.
>“Anonymous, you don’t know how lucky you are to have grown up handsome.”
>Maud came by eventually and took your signs, and ‘Rarity’s Fabulous Yard Sale’ signs, as well as her signs which said ‘The End is Neigh’ on them.
>When you asked for an explanation she simply said that the ritual had failed and left it at that.
>“Now we just have to wait for her to come back with some customers,” said Rarity.
Which means it’s chilling time, you said as you sat down.
>Just then the immense rumbling came back again.
>A violent shifting noise, like mountains crashing into each other, came from behind you and a deafening explosion shattered the air.
>You looked behind you and saw that the top of the dormant volcano had exploded and a thick black snake of smoke was churning out of the enormous jagged crater.
How did that happen?
>You turned to Rarity with shock.
Did you leave the stove on after you made my eggs or something?
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>>28056705
>“Don’t be a fool,” Rarity shouted, panicked. “We have to get out of here.”
>“Wait.”
>You turned around and saw Maud with a group of ponies that were all holding clipboards and wearing goggles and lab coats.
>Obviously they were scientists.
>“We may need the two of you to make the ultimate sacrifice.”
>Maud explained that the volcano was technically dormant, but that it was also cursed because its south side resided in the cursed grounds of the Everfree Forest.
>The dark magic from the soil of the Everfree had brought the volcano back to life and now it was ready to bring destruction to this side of Equestria.
>Somehow you were able to hear Maud say all of this in her plain and quiet tone while the eruption was happening behind you.
So, what are we supposed to do?
>“If the volcano has been brought back through dark magic, then only a pure act can quell its fury and break the curse.”
Like what?
>“Two virgins of different sex need to sacrifice themselves to the volcano in a union of death.”
>The scientists were staring at you and Rarity.
>The two of you stared back.
Um, so are two of you guys going to do it?
>The scientists snickered at this.
>“Anonymous,” said Maud, “we’re geologists.”
>Maud looked into the camera. “And everypony knows that geologists rock harder than anypony else.”
Well, how bad would it be if we just, I don’t know, let the volcano do its thing?
>“Anonymous,” said Rarity as she placed an empathetic hoof on your thigh, “it’s obvious what we need to do together.”
>You sighed heavily.
You’re right. I’ll grab the water bottle.

>“I meant that we should have very passionate sex,” said Rarity indignantly. “Not that we should seriously hike up a ten-thousand-foot volcano together just so we could kill ourselves.”
Quit griping, you said as you jumped up and off your hanging spot to grab the lip of the cliff you were ascending.
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>>28056735
>You pull yourself and Rarity up onto the top of the cliff and roll to safety.
>She got up and dusted herself off as you laid there on the rocks to catch your breath.
>You opened your water bottle and took a drink.
>The black smoke was twisting into the atmosphere and the sky was completely covered in it.
>The two of you were getting close to the top.
>Rarity started undoing your belt buckle with her magic but you grabbed it and cut off her magic.
>“Oh come on. Think of how tired and sore you must be.”
>She leaned down and rested her head on your thigh, eyeing your crotch.
>“Wouldn’t it be nice if I—”
>You held out the water bottle to her and one smell of it sent her running away, gagging.
>She whined and sat down dejected.
I really wish you would stop trying to have sex with me. Our virginity is literally the only thing keeping Equestria from fiery destruction.
>“It’s just not fair,” she whined. “Here I spent all this time being with you, flirting with you, trying to get on your good side; and now we’re going to die together without having tasted each other.”
Big deal, you said as you got up.
>“I did everything right,” she ranted as you picked her up and carried her under your arm.
>“I was a perfect lady. Sure, maybe I could be a bit insistent, but the squeaky wheel is the one that gets greased by the slick nut, as they say. Or at least that’s how it should be!”
Look, I don’t really like dying a virgin either. But we’re serving a purpose beyond ourselves. Isn’t that at least worth it?
>She moaned lowly and complained about how horny she was.
>“This just proves that I had been going about courting you all wrong,” she said regretfully.
>“I never did love you, though I did certainly like you at times. I just wanted to taste your body in my bed. I should’ve been your little whore. It’s obvious to me now.”
You’re lovely, my dear, you said ironically as the two of you started to reach the top.
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>>28056773
>You drank the rest of your water and Rarity put up a blue force-field around you both to keep you safe from the smoke.
>Eventually you both reached the lip of the volcano. The heat was almost unbearable and you were acting on instinct alone.
>Rarity started squirming in your grasp but you held her tight.
>“Anonymous, please reconsider. If you seriously had to choose between having sex with me or jumping into a volcano to die horribly, which would you—”
>You screamed like Robert Plant and jumped into the burning smoke-filled mouth of the volcano.
>“We don’t even know if this will actually stop the volcano!”
It will! It always works in the movies!
>Rarity held you tight as you both fell about ten feet before landing in some cold and thick goop that covered you up to your waist.
>Eventually the rumbling stopped, the smoke cleared and you got to see the pink jelly substance you had landed in.
>It was actually refreshingly cool. The rocky walls of the volcano soon turned crystal blue and shone brilliantly in the sunlight.
>You and Rarity shared confused looks with each other.
>“Did we die?”
I don’t think so. I know what it feels like to almost die and it wasn’t so . . . refreshing.
>Up high you could see the wind carrying away the smoke.
I think we stopped the volcano.
>“But I don’t understand. We should be dead.”
But we aren’t. It’s a pretty sweet deal when you think about it.
>Suddenly the jelly substance started sinking and the two of you were stuck and sinking with it.
>The entrance of the volcano was getting farther and farther away as you sank down into the dark depths of the volcano.
I might’ve spoken too soon.
>“Oh, I should’ve known this was too good to be true. We’re going to starve if no pony finds us.”
Maybe we can eat this goop we’re stuck in.
>“Well, we can always try that later when we’re desperate,” Rarity said with disgust.
More desperate than we already are anyway.
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>>28056804
>“I’m mostly just confused . . . and maybe a bit horny.”
Still?
>“Don’t act so surprised, darling. It’s all this excitement that’s getting to me.”
>Just then the goop stopped sinking and a cracking and chipping sound could be heard coming from the wall in front of them.
>A big hole broke from the inside of the wall and out of that hole came Maud, pushing large chunks of rock out of her way and wearing a hard hat with a flashlight on it.
>After the expected great outbursts of joy that came from you and Rarity, and Maud’s blank reaction to it, you asked her for an explanation.
>“We’re working on a way to get the two of you out of here.”
>“I can’t believe I’m going to live,” Rarity said through happy tears.
We’re going to live, Rarity.
>“I’m going to get another chance to have sex with you,” cried Rarity in an outburst of profane joy.
Yeah, you said uneasily.
>Maud just blinked and said:
>“Right now the goop is being drained out from a hole we blasted in the volcano.”
‘Goop?’ you said as you looked at the goop you were stuck in.
Maud, are you telling me you don’t know what this stuff is?
>“Do you?”
>You muttered that you didn’t and Maud continued to say that she had to ruin your house in order to reach the center of the volcano.
Well, that’s no good.
>“I guess you’ll just have to live with me then,” Rarity said smartly.
Great.
>“It’ll be a wonderful bonding experience for us.”
>“The two of you are heroes,” said Maud. “Everypony knows that it was your actions that stopped the volcano.”
Yeah, you said slowly. Maud, you wouldn’t happen to know exactly why we were able to stop the volcano without dying, would you?
>“Well, Anonymous, the science of Geology is all about heat, pressure, and cooling in order to make up the world around us.”
That sounds a bit too generalized to—
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>>28056821
>“Your actions, in effect, related to and pleased the main contents of study that go into Geology; the heat between you and Rarity, the pressure from making the ultimate sacrifice, and the cooling that resulted from the release of the heat and pressure all worked together to pacify the volcano.”
>You and Rarity shared confused looks before turning to Maud again.
>“It was the unselfish act alone that stopped the volcano. Geology is closely related to the deep cavern of human emotion. The heat, pressure, and cooling of rock to make new lands is an allegory for the progress of both individual life and society.”
Yeah, but why did the lava in the volcano turn to goop?
>“And where did the smoke disappear to?”
And why did the rumbling stop?
>“And why did you specifically need two virgins of the opposite sex to sacrifice themselves to stop the volcano?”
We didn’t even need to sacrifice ourselves either.
>“Yes, that’s right. How come we aren’t dead?”
>There was silence and then Maud blinked once and exhaled noisily.
>“Let me put it this way: you can’t spell the beginning of Geology without the beginning of Generosity. Now do you see how they’re all linked together?”
>More silence.
>“They both start with the letters ‘G’ and ‘E’.”
Get us out of here!

>And so Mt. Hlot Cre-vice remained dormant for the rest of its days thanks to the generous act that you and Rarity carried out.
>Whatever that act may have been.
>But you did learn one very important lesson on that day.
>And that was that Rarity fucking lied to you! Earth and Equestria really do have the same numerical system and she was just bullshitting you because you didn’t know any better.
>Your house was destroyed and covered in goop when you came back.
>So unfortunately you did have to live with Rarity (because, unlike Maud, you didn't have insurance.)
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>>28056861
>She cooked you breakfast every day;
>and tried to rape you endlessly, because she saw her survival of the volcano incident as a second chance at her courtship and it was an opportunity she did not want to waste a second of.
>But the two of you did begin bonding in a strange way as you spent more and more time together.
>It wasn’t easy at first; she was a bit hard to live with and your hot tempers sometimes flared up.
>But soon the pressure cracked down on the two of you and one of you had to give.
>And once one of you gave in things started to cool; life with each other started to become accepted . . .
>Oh, what a bunch of bullshit!
>This story is called “Fuck ol’ Maud” because this never would’ve happened if she had just performed that ritual correctly.
>Also all of your stuff you were selling at your yard sale got stolen by a passing group of stragglers.

a silly story of no real importance because I felt I was overdue for writing one
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>>28017971
>ice-cream stealing Rainbow Dash
I'd rather like to see this story done someday
>>28017995
It was super fun. I liked the ending
>>
Bamp
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>>28057579
Goddamn it, I just bamped you off page 10 and now you're back again!
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>>28056901
This was great!
Rarity was rape-y enough to fit here, well done!
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>Day inception in Equestria
>It's time to get out of bed
>Have to have breakfast before she comes
>Can't face that annoying yellow faggot before you have some caffeine
>You hear three knocks at the door
>She's early
>Fuck
>You open the door
"Make this quick, I—"
>"Day inception in Equestria"
>"It's time to get out of bed"
>"Have to have breakfast before she comes"
>"Can't face that annoying yellow faggot before you have some caffeine"
>"You hear three knocks at the door"
>"She's early"
>"Fuck"
>"You open the door"
>"Make this quick, I—"
>"Day inception in Equestria"
>"It's time to get out of bed"
>"Have to have breakfast before she comes"
>"Can't face that annoying yellow faggot before you have some caffeine"
>"You hear three knocks at the door"
>"She's early"
>"Fuck"
>"You open the door"
>"Make this quick, I—"
>You slam the door and walk back to make coffee.
>"So infinitely repeating flutterrape greentext stories aren't your fetish?"
>Fucking Fluttershy.

I just came up with this garbage in the morning
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>>28060762
Sounds more like Groundhog Day.
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>>28056901
Pretty underrated, there is a severe lack of Rarity in FR, especially cute Rarity.
Also.
>"The squeaky wheel gets the greased by the slick nut, as they say."
I was not expecting that laugh, well done friend.
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bumple bee
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>>28056901
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Boomp
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THE JEWS INVADER MY PRONGLES

hi flutterrape your a cool guy
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Bamp
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>>28063900
>>28064511
>Those digits
Is this a sign?
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>>28065711
A-... Alright then....
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This thread is just as great as I remember
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>>28066437
Wow. Such shibe, such bump.
>>
I don't give a fuck if we're less than 15 posts until a new a new thread, I will continue bumping on page 10!
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>>28067831
Yes. Feed me more cringe.
>>
Almost new thread time.
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>>28068494
Not if we die first!
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I could let the thread die while it's on page 10 and just make a new thread before I go to bed...
But then that'd defeat the purpose of me typing that thought, so I'll bump it instead, let the 9 more posts happen overnight and see who makes the thread in the morning, if they do.
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>>28069503
Yeah bump the dieing thread
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Bump
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>>28069732
I will and you can't stop me.
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Bump ;)
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497 here!
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WE DID IT REDDIT, WE MADE A WHOLE THREAD SURVIVE!
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>>28071380
Now to watch it slowly sink into the depths.
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burp
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WHO IS MAKING NEW THREAD?
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>>28072047
Guess I will, give me a moment.
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>>28072190
>>28072190
>>28072190
New thread boys.
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>>28072214
Thread posts: 486
Thread images: 178


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