Rainbow Dash Thread

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Some new Dashes with hoodies that Captain posted today in the Draw Thread.

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>>28801914
Dash is a real qt when she's in clothing

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>A burst of pure laughter flies from your lips as you break through the cloudbank and see Ponyville.
>The setting sun bathes the whole valley in golden light that dances on the windows and rooftops.
>A strong wind from the North carrying the frosty bite of coming winter speeds you over the rolling hills making you gasp and smile.
>The town becomes more distinct and the smell of hearthfires and baking make your stomach rumble happily.
>You roll to the side and circle lower as your path carries you over the first rows of houses and wave at the few Pegasi flitting around still before snugging up tight for the night.
>It felt like it had been ages since you'd seen it when you left, but now it feels like you haven't been gone at all.
>Twilight's place rears out of the ground over the far edge of town glinting in the final rays of evening.
>You adjust your hooded cardigan lightly enjoying its warmth as you pass low enough to exchange yells of greeting with the market's last customers.
>A small form catches your eye heading up from the road to Sweet Apple Acres.
>You turn on a wingtip and shoot downward swiftly with another happy smile on your face.
>You're due at Twilights for your "surprise" party, but you gotta stop for your number one fan.
"Hey, squirt! Headin' home?"
>Your self assured words preceed you out of the purple sky and make the filly draw up short on her scooter.
>"Rainbow Dash? YOU'RE HOME?! YOU'RE BACK!"

>>28803008
>You laugh out loud and catch the little pega filly as she dives off her scooter and hugs you before you can even reach the ground.
"Whoa! Did ya miss me or something?"
>You ruffle her mane as her wings buzz happily and spin her around before setting her down as you land.
>"I didn't know you were supposed to be back today!"
>Your smile goes bigger.
"Well, it's a long flight from headquarters, but I can make it in a few hours no problem!"
>She claps her hooves, those enormous eyes seeming even larger as you strike a diffident pose.
>"How long are you in town? Are you free for a while? Wanna hang out?"
>You reach out to muss her mane again as that cold wind catches up to you cutting across your flanks and throwing your hood over your ears.
"Pinkie's got something going at Twilight's to celebrate my time off. Supposed to be hot cider, and cakes, and everything!"
>You try to keep your face neutral as the filly's face droops a little as she shivers in the cold wind.
>"Oh, right. She's been bouncing around all day. More than usual, I mean. I should've guessed...well maybe I'll see you arou-AACK!"
>You'd pulled off your Wonderbolts hoodie and thrown it over her head as she spoke.
"You're coming with me, squirt! Now bundle up, it's cold out and we gotta fly fast so I'm not late. Hold your scooter tight, okay?"
>Her head pokes up through the neck of the too large cardigan, and she barely manages to grab her scooter as you scoop her up and into the sky.
>Whatever she might've said is lost in a laughing whoop of purest joy as you climb higher and higher out over the yards and gables.
>You turn toward the castle, holding her tight as she sticks out her hooves to feel the cool night air rushing past.
>She'll always be warm and safe with you, no matter what.

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>>28801914
Topcute

>>28803026
You sure know how to write good Rainbow Dash
well done

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>>28801914
That's really cute.

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>>28803026
I've been missing your pony-only greens, Rosen. That was adorable.

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>>28803008
>>28803026
That was so sweet

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>>28801914
Moar.

>>28806932
Awww

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>>28801977

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>>28803400
>>28806318
>>28806451
Thanks guys! I'm glad you enjoyed it. While I'm doing TenochtiCon I'll do some more shorts here and there. More pony only of course, since that's my preferred style anyway! Really, thanks for reading.

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how would you comfort her in her time of need?

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>Tucking your hooves to your chest you barrel out of the sky, splitting the smoke tainted skyline with a trail of pure energy, desperately trying to latch itself on to your speeding form.
>That familiar feeling swells in your chest as you ram head first into the dark soldier below you, landing on his chest, driving him into the floor beneath your hooves.
>A thick cloud of dust hangs in the air around you, stirred up by your landing and held aloft by the sudden deafening silence.
>Pausing a moment to survey your surroundings.
>Your wild eyes can see nothing more than an endless sea of combatants, each dropping their looks of sudden surprise, replaced by trademark mask of a soldiers stoicism.
>Giving them no more time to mount a defense, you rocket forward.
>Each of your muscles spurring to life as you propel yourself through the air.
>Your first target hastily thrusts his spear forward in a panic but you easily avoid it, the smooth wood passing through your mane, opening a window to shoot your hoof forward.
>The hard nail contacts perfectly along his jawline, jutting harshly to the side as the small warrior crumples to the floor.
>Wasting no time, you spin mid-air, bucking off his chest in the direction of the next hopelessly outmatched troop, ramming your shoulder into his midsection.
>Blazing from each horrible monster to the next, your mind is abundantly clear as a wayward spear glides across your sullied coat, a warm, red liquid pouring onto your skin.
>You never feel more at peace, your mind is never more clear than at this moment, the rare moment where it is a crime to give any less than all you have just as every other pony out here is doing, punishable by death.
>Despite the utter chaos surrounding you, everything is laid out so clearly, the most beautiful sight you know.
>Fight.
>Fight to survive, or be cut down like the rest.

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>>28812658
>It's the only commandment out here, and in times like these it repeats itself in your head like a mantra.
>You had long since lost your sword.
>The piercing complaints creeping into your body from each of your tired muscles were drowned out by an all consuming roar, never ceasing its constant yell in your chest as you lay waste to all those before you.
>A powerful bark of squad movements sounds off to your side, but you know the sheer confusion you're raising is too much for anyone to focus their mind on commands.
>You split right through the middle of the formation, parting the sea of enemies with your raw power.
>To your surprise, a small band of armored spearmen manage to mount a defense, forming a formidable wall of sharpened metal before you.
>Your mind is too far gone to come up with a plan of attack, all you can come up with is a scream of pure rage as you spin midair, curling into a tight ball.
>Through sheer luck and determination, you pass under the spears with ease, clashing into the wall of flesh like a cannon ball.
>You can feel the bones shatter as they buckle under your force, no longer able to hold the weakened warriors on their hooves.
>Rolling to a stop, you effortlessly pop up on your hooves in an offensive stance, small cuts all over your body caked with dust.
>Your eyes resemble those of a wild beast, and the hot breaths rolling out of your nostrils compliment that look.
>Taking another split second to survey your surroundings you now see the crater of space you've created, once filled with marching hooves, now empty.
>Each pony/bug hybrid before you stares anxiously, slowly creeping forward, swords gripped tightly in hooves.
>With not a second to spare, you shoot forward to the formation, eager for the challenge.
>You don't clear anymore than five yards when you're suddenly flung back, uncontrollably spun through the air before coming to a sudden stop against the ground.

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>>28812667
>A sharp pain tears through your spine as you struggle to your hooves, willing your body to its stance.
>Peering through the thick frame of your helmet to determine what sort of thing could've flung you back with such force, the creature you spot fills your heart with it's first pang of fear.
>It was a beast of massive proportions, standing upright at least seven hooves above you, brandishing a rudimentary club fashioned from a boulder the size of a siege engine.
>It's lanky, thin limbs seemed to wrap around the entire battlefield.
>Just seeing them you were feeling claustrophobic.
>It wore no armor, the roaming clouds of dust rolling across its bare, pale skin.
>The wind seemed to agitate it however, each strong gust of wind blowing through causing it to cover its face.
>The tiny soldiers beneath its feet cleared a large berth, seemingly unnerved by this demonic creature.
>All except for a rather brave soldier, pulling the retched beast by a chain wrapped firmly around its neck.
>As soon as the miserable creature spotted you, it let out a terrifying cackle, echoing over the distant sounds of mashing steel.
>"3iT iT 1GÀ 15%Ì ww#Ì q5^ÌÀ 99C9C9C9C9C9C`CÁ"
>The beast's handler stared up at the creature, pulling off his mask and flashing a stunning smile.
>"Yes, that's it. One tiny pony! Look at how puny she is, no match for the great Gronbalgon! Now, go get her!"
>Grinning at you the brute wastes no time speaking further, swinging his heavy club with surprising quickness, leaving a half-hoof crater where you once stood, giving you almost no time to leap out of its crushing impact.
>Performing a quick roll you narrowly avoid a follow up swing, the wind from the blow grazing across your back, reminding you how close you were to being caught under that heavy stone.
>"That speed! Shit, I need to make a move fast, I can't keep dodging like this."
>You survey its movements amongst your quick hoofwork, looking for the right opportunity to strike.

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>>28812673
>The massive brute peels its club from the floor slowly, leaving a engulfing hole in the dirt.
>Your eyes light up, your mind spurring to life as you analyze the beast's movements.
>"There! It takes too long to pull it's weapon from the floor. I think I can get to it by the time it readies another swing."
>You're running full speed in circles around it's giant feet now, desperately trying to avoid the boulder being thrown around like it weighs nothing.
>Cheering from all sides reminds you of the raving army to every side, eagerly awaiting your seemingly imminent death.
>"Now Gronbalgon, you've got her on the run!"
>"After only two swings? It really is unbeatable!"
>You can only smirk in response, readying yourself for the next blow.
>The beast rears it's club above it's head, the bludgeon teetering in the air.
>"Ha, I've got him now. As soon as he sw-"
>The massive club swings behind it's back, arching high behind it in a windmill-esk movement.
>Surprised, you attempt to leap out of the way, but the gargantuan boulder clips your back legs, sending you spinning through the air.
>You can barely make out the world around you as you spin without stop, any noises drowned out by the roaring from the crowds below.
>Your hindlegs are definitely broken, the force of that swing was too strong even for them.
>By the time you stop spinning you're already making a descent to the monster below, spiraling for its open palm, your death.
>Catching your barings, you tuck your limbs in tightly against your body, the wind easily passing into your helmet as you plummet through the tainted heavens to the danger that awaits you.
>Nearing your target, you glide through his fingers with ease, sticking out your hooves and landing less than gracefully on it's forehead.
>A small yelp escapes your lips as a jarring pain travels through your body, reminding you of the overwhelming reality of the situation.
>There was no way you could make it out of this alive.

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>>28812676
>You can't run on these legs, and you can't fly away with the skies being as clogged with pegusi as they are.
>You were going to die here, but it didn't fill you with the insurmountable fear that it would most.
>Instead, you were angry. Unbelievably angry.
>You were going to die, and this monster below you was going to be the one to finish you.
>Something primal worms its way into your brain, every other thought spilling out leaving the one, pressing command pulsing through your brain.
>Survive.
>You attempt to voice your rage, but the only thing that comes out is an ear splitting roar, causing even the troops on the floor to take several steps back.
>Your vision turns pure red as you lay into the creature you stand on, wildly slamming your hoof into it's flittering eye.
>It lets out a low growl, shaking its head feverishly as you hang on for dear life.
>You fall off its forehead, dangling from your hoof lodged firmly in it's eye.
>It attempts to grab your other hoof and pull you away, but you chomp down on it's eye lid, the salty taste of blood invading your tongue as it bellows out another roar.
>It drops to it's knees in pain, eventually flopping on it's back as tears stream out of it's now destroyed eye.
>Sensing your opportunity, you rip your hoof from it's eye, a trail of slime connecting your forehoof to the damaged slit as you swiftly tear off your helmet.
>You scramble down it's face, hopping down to it's throat while it howls in a frenzy.
>Gripping the helmet in both hooves, you thrust the pointed tip into the rough skin, letting out a beastly grunt as the blood begins to pour.
>You rip the helmet away before swiftly thrusting it back in the red void, hysterically stabbing away as your instincts guide your movements.
>The vital red fluid spurts out rapidly, coating your once golden armor in the life giving liquid.

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>>28812685
>Once the intended area is completely obscured by the red coating and the mass of flesh below you ceases movement, you toss your blood stained helmet to the floor, letting out a deep sigh as the adrenaline slowly fades from your body.
>Turning around, you slowly slide off the giant's body, hopping on to the floor.
>Your hooves contact the floor, the entire crowd looking on in anxious anticipation.
>You rear back on your hindlegs, the blood dripping from your body in a terrifying fashion.
"Well!? Who's next!? Who wants a piece of Rainbow Dash!?"
>Holding your forelegs out in a cocky stance, you take a single step foreword before promptly collapsing, your vision fading as the dirt becomes your pillow.

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>>28810727

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This walks in
Wat do?

>>28813629
>hug

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>>28813629
do you really have to ask?

>>28813629
Tickle hooves.

This >>28813629 could be her reaction to >>28814115

>>28815057
Adorable

>>28812691
Good green. Pretty different from usual, it's interesting to see something more adventurous for a change, I liked it. My only complaint is, at some points you have a simple style and at some other points you start using long and overdescriptive sentences, and these changes make the text look a little inconsistent and less clear. Maybe it's more a matter of taste than a real thing though, but I think it was worth mentioning.
Anyway, welcome!

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>>28814115

>>28819606
I can't tell what emotion this picture is, but it's awesome.

>>28820609
It's a tribute to My Little Dashie
http://smellslikebeer.deviantart.com/art/The-Day-that-I-m-Glad-I-Survived-359969702

>>28812691
Under rated green. A few grammatical errors here and there, but really enjoyable.

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>>28812691
pretty good I'm interested in more

>>28819917
Yes. Leave no hoof untickled.

>>28812691
Toppest of hype, exactly what I needed with my morning coffee. New writefag? Do you have a pastebin?

>>28819917
I love this image
requesting green

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Not that anyone was holding their breath, but someone in the last thread asked me to draw porn. I probably shouldn't have, but I finally did, and I uploaded it to Derpi because there wasn't enough low quality porn over there. So, Anon, this is your fault.
https://derpibooru.org/1290155

I think the face looks cute though.

>>28822677
Not bad

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>tfw writefags that you loved have been gone for two years and more

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>>28801895
>You will never slap Rainbow Dash's ass
>She will never become enraged, slam you against the lockers, threaten to kick your ass if you ever try that again, all while blushing.

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>>28823623
>anthro shit
but that aside this gave me the weirdest case of the feels
feels bad man

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>>28823780
>He doesn't love rainbow enough to appreciate her fine assed human counterpart who is a total lady when done up.

>>28823916
So is her pony counterpart, and her pony counterpart also has comfy, soft wings.

>>28824236
Ok you got me, I just like the human aspect because you can have a kid with her and everything is human sized down there.

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>>28827084
I can't stop staring at her ass.

>>28827206
>tail erupts out the small of her back

Just a reminder that we have the beast w a f i u

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>>28827271
I know this isn't a popular opinion, but I want to hug this pony. Every time I see her face I think how much I love to see her happy. And I'm not afraid to admit that her smile makes my world shine. I fucking love her.

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>>28827436
Nah you won't get banned, that's nothing.

>>28827451
Delete this

>>28827545
Boner achieved.

>>28827489
>advertising
Delete this

>>28827489
This is now becoming dangerous

>>28803026
>>28812691
It's great to see so much green! The action and pony-focused was a nice change from all the AiE the board usually gets.

Continuing >>28663103

”I thought you said you didn’t have to do any walking today!”
>You yell down the hallway as you search the dresser for your favorite shirt.
>Her scratchy voice echoes back.
>”I’m not walking I’m flying!”
“You’ll have to walk when we get there!”
>”Well…it’ll be busy no pony’ll notice!”
>Her lingering sensitivity was incredibly cute to watch, but it would definitely draw some questions in public.
>Hopefully she’d be over it by then, or the party would be so busy no one would notice.
>Speaking of which, apparently birthday parties for alligators were a thing here.
>You weren’t keen on going to begin with, primarily because you’d planned to spend your last off-day alone with your pegasus.
>The other reason was because the eccentric pony that was hosting tended to get on your nerves after a while.
>But Rainbow wanted to go and she wanted you to come with her; you weren’t about to turn her down.
>Besides, it would be good to get out for a change and work on your sociability. It’s not like you wouldn’t be with her anyways.
>You hear the bathroom sink finally turn off.
“What if someone does notice though? I mean, you can’t exactly pass it off as sore legs.”
>You’re met with unusual silence as you move on to another drawer in search of your shirt.
>Hooves land on your shoulders and her muzzle pokes your ear—her stealthy approach taking you by surprise.
>”Then we’ll have to tell them every little detail.”
>Her ticklish breath forces a grin from you and you grab hold of her hooves.
“So you want me to tell them how you screamed like a little filly when I…”
>”You can leave that part out.”
“Hahaha, if it comes to that I’ll just let you do all the talking. Sound good?”
>”Heheh, yeah you’d better.”

>>28827746
>She nips playfully at your ear before lowering herself and heading into the kitchen intent on depriving you of more food.
>You return to your own agenda.
“Dash have you seen my white and black striped button up?”
>The rustling in the kitchen pauses while she thinks.
>”Uhh…I don’t know what you’re talking about!”
“You know, the one I wear almost every day…the only shirt I have that fits.”
>”Oh haha! Yeah that one.”
>Your moments become more frustrated as your searching reveals nothing.
“I remember throwing it in the hamper the day before your show, but it wasn’t in the wash when I did laundry.”
>”Yeah, um…we’re kinda running late already so just pick out another one, I’ll help you look when we get back.”
>You let out a defeated sigh and humbly comply.
>A few minutes later you’re walking down Ponyville Main st. in a child’s medium manticore t-shirt.
>Even with the age difference the neck size on manticores was huge compared to yours.
>Luckily most ponies didn’t know what it was supposed to look like or didn’t care, and you walked through the streets largely unnoticed.
>“Hurry up, we’re already late!”
>Powerful gusts of air flattens your hair and kicks up dirt as the exasperated Wonderbolt orbits around your head.
“It’s not my fault you waited until midmorning to remember the party.”
>”Well…you made me forget it!”
>You smile up at her.
“Can’t you just enjoy a nice leisurely stroll on a sunny day?”
>”You don’t understand Anon we’re gonna be last!”
“We might to be late, but I doubt we’ll be last.”
>”They why are you still walking?”
“Because if I ran then I’d be giving into peer pressure.”
>”Arrrrgh!”
“But…”
>Her ears perk up and she hovers in place.
“…if someone were to treat me to an ice cream cone afterwards that might convince me to pick up my pace.”

>>28827748
>She squints at you with crossed forelegs.
>”One cone.”
“Mhm,” you nod.
>”And not with any super expensive imported Zebraland flavors.”
“I didn’t know they had such a thing, but vanilla will suffice.”
>She seems to mull it over for a moment, and if you looked hard enough you could read the slightest hint of a smirk that gave away her nearly impeccable act.
>”Fine…but you’d better run.”
“Deal.”
>You hold out a fist and she bumps it to seal the deal.
>You take a deep breath before taking off down the street, Dash’s powerful flapping following close behind.
>You’d thought your relationship would’ve put an end to your old antics, but she was still your best friend.
>The little bet was completely irrelevant of course.
>There was absolutely no need to reimburse each other for favors, but the obvious underlying trust that came along with the playful banter seemed to make it more fun.
>You round the corner to Pinkie’s place and Dash shoots past you.
>She finishes the one-sided race about twenty seconds ahead, and comes to a stop in front of the door.
>Fulfilling your end of the deal, you sprint all the way to the mock finish line before coming to a stop.
>”Eh, that was kinda slow…don’t know if I’d consider it running.”
“Don’t try an weasel *huff…your way out of it, you owe me.”
>”Yeah…you’re right. You were only about a minute behind me that time.”
“A minute! That was like ten seconds! You can’t…”
>”All I hear are excuses Anon.”
>You scowl down at her and she returns the look until some pony approaching breaks your trance.
>The chubby mare was second guessing herself as she looked at Wonderbolt and an alien standing between her and the door.
>”Oh I’m sorry, but do you know where the birthday party’s being held? I think I got the wrong address,” She asks timidly.

>>28827751
>”No the party’s right through here,” Dash points towards the door that contained muffled laughter, “Don’t mind us we’re just arguing over how much I won by.”
>Her sly comment refreshes your scowl.
>The mare giggles nervously and you move to open the door for her.
>The moment you do sounds of the ruckus inside increases tenfold.
>Its like the walls were soundproofed; almost as if she held a party every other day of the week.
“After you Ma’am.”
>You complete your charade with a short bow, and the tan earth pony giggles at your antics.
>”My, such a gentle colt…hehe”
>She flashes you a flirty smile as she trots past.
>You keep it open and look to your azure companion.
“Ms. Dash.”
>She struts by purposefully exaggerating her hip sway and stretching her neck to show off.
>She pauses in front of you to twirl her hair with a hoof and batt her eyelashes in mock flirtation.
>”My, such a gentle colt…hehehe!”
>Her voice was artificially raised to mimic your tan admirer.
>You hold your stoic look as any true gentleman would…until she flicks your chin with her tail.
*smack
>A stout spank to her furry blue globe sends her skittering through the door.
>You follow her inside just as she whirls around furiously—her tail tucked between her legs.
>If looks could kill, you might regret your actions. But they couldn’t, and her indignant rage was cute.
>Liking her when she was mad was probably right up there with liking cigarettes when it came to your health.
>But your grandpa smoked a pack a day and lived to be ninety-six so you figure luck runs in your blood.
“Dang Dash that had some jiggle, I think you’ve been putting on some weight.”

>>28827753
>Everyone inside was far to involved in their own conversations and games to pay any mind to either of you, but Dash kept her voice checked anyways.
>”Anon I swear…”
>Her magenta eyes portrayed a surprising mix of emotions.
>Something told you that if you weren’t in public, her reaction might’ve been different.
“Please don’t there might be children around.”
>Her eyes narrow further and she takes a deep breath to give you a piece of her mind.
>”Rainbow Dash!”
>The shrill voice of a pink sugar-strung pony saves you before Dash can make you regret your actions.
>More surprised than you were, Dash turns around just in time to get tackled by her friend.
>”Haha, how ya doing Pinkie?”
>”I’m doing great of course! But you really should be asking Gummy because its his birthday and I just bought all the party stuff for him since he can’t make transactions with legal tender—or illegal tender for that matter, Anon!”
>What.
>You look to Dash only to see she’s just as lost as you are.
“What?”
>”I haven’t seen you in forever have you been hiding in your alien spaceship or something?”
“I-I…”
>”Just kidding of course you don’t have one otherwise you would’ve conquered the world already.”
“Heh, yeah.”
>”Oh! Why don’t you come over and drop off your presents for Gummy then you can get some snacks!”
>”Umm well…”
>Dash looks up at you for answers, she obviously forgot the whole present thing. Luckily for her you weren’t as absent-minded.
>You just grin and wink at her, effectively telling her you got it covered.
>”…yeah, sure.”
>Pinkie leads the way through the crowd to a corner of the room where the little green lizard creature was sprawled across his offerings, gnawing on a still wrapped gift.
>”Gummy! Look, uncle Anon and aunt Rainbow are here!”

>>28827754
>You reach in your pocket and withdraw a small rubber band ball you grabbed off your work desk before you left. You crouch down to hold it out to the reptile.
>He remains motionless for a moment while you watch the reflection of your hand wave in front of his lidless eyes.
>Before you can recoil he snatches the rubber ball from between your fingers and begins thrashing around with it.
>”Omigosh he loves it!”
“I’m glad, we both chipped in on that one,” You nudge your feathery friend with and elbow and smile.
>Dash finally swallows her pride from earlier and returns a grateful smirk.
>”Wow, if you two make presents this good then you’d make great babies!”
>And on that note Pinkie leaves you two to check up on one of her countless other social circles.
>A madly blushing Dash turns to you and lifts up a wing to shield her conversation.
>”T-That’s not p-possible is it? I-I mean I’m not actually going to get pregnant right?” She urgently whispers.
>Your own flushed features told her you were also grateful for the privacy of her wing.
“She’s just joking, I’m pretty sure its impossible.”
>You’d laugh at her unfounded fear, but you were busy trying to suppress some very vivid and recent memories.
>Her minty breath assaults you again.
>”How sure’s ‘pretty sure?’”
>”Well well well if it isn’t Ms. Crash herself and her number one fan!”
>Oh shit you recognize that voice.
>Dash freezes and her ears perk up in a panic, eyes stare wide at yours.
>”What kinda steamy secrets you think they’re sharing under there Soarin?”
>”I don’t know but I doubt they’re gonna stay for the whole party if you know what I mean.”
>How the hell did two Wonderbolts get invited to a gecko’s birthday party?
>Obviously her team knew about your relationship, but her other friends definitely didn’t…except maybe Rarity, and now apparently Pinkie.

>>28827755
>You weren’t particularly opposed to making your relationship public, but Dash was a bit self-conscious with that kind of stuff.
>Of course you both knew it would get out eventually, you just wanted to be able to choose when and where.
>Now you might not have that option.
>Dash’s wide eyes told you she really wasn’t ready for this.
>But Fleetfoot’s teasing voice reminded you that life isn’t fair.
>”Hmm, you think they’re busy making out or just ignoring us?”
>”Maybe…what are the kids doing nowdays? Prench something or other…”
>Dash snaps her wing back to her side and clears her throat to talk.
>”Fleetfoot, Soarin! I didn’t know you two were going to be here haha!”
>Fleetfoot nudges her grey companion.
>”Looks like they finally came up for air.”
>Oh this was going to be rough.
>”It’s not what it looked like!”
>”Perception is reality; that’s the first rule of airshows. Come on crash don’t tell me you slept through every lesson.”
>Soarin smiles provokingly at the both of you as Dash stutters to come up with a rebuttal.
“But all judgement is subjective to the individual who’s worldviews are shaped by past experiences.”
>You knew that philosophy class would pay off eventually.
>”Yeah what he said!” Dash quips.
>Fleetfoot turns to her, “So you guys don’t make out in public then?”
>”No of course not, what kind of mare do you think…”
>Dash catches herself before she can finish her confession, but the message was already out.
>A powerful blush quickly begins to contrast her blue fur, and Fleetfoot only grins wider.
>It was as if the teal pegasus sucked the last remaining confidence from your blue one.
>Fleetfoot hoofs her shoulder, ”Hahaha! Chill a bit Dash, you two are cute together! Look at em’ Soarin aren’t they cute?”
>”Like two peas in a pod. They’ll be getting married in no time.”
>And you thought he was going to be a bro.

>>28827756
>You shoot him a ‘really’ look, but he just laughs it off.
>”Almost as cute as when you wrapped the hotel pillow with…”
>”SHUSH!”
>Dash explodes to cover Fleetfoot’s muzzle with a hoof and half the room falls silent to look your direction.
>”Oh you-mm muh not’ve-mmpf tolhd em,” the pegasus manages as Dash follows her muzzle around with a panicked hoof.
“Told me what?”
>Soarin looks on in similar bewilderment.
>”Whatever it is, it’s news to me.”
>Most of the ponies return to their conversations, but Dash was still actively suppressing Fleetfoot’s freedom of speech.
>You’d step in, but it was far to entertaining.
>Fleetfoot finally pins Dash’s fore hooves to the ground and spills the beans.
>”She dressed up the hotel pillow with your shirt so it would smell like you, then she fell asleep hugging it!”
>So that’s where your button up disappeared to.
>Dash was too mortified to keep resisting and went back to her full time job of being embarrassed.
>”She was all mumbling and cooing in her sleep, I’ve never seen a pony that lovesick.”
>You manage to catch Dash’s sheepish eyes sitting atop furry seas of crimson red.
>You couldn’t be mad about the shirt, not when you knew it was being used for something so…heartwarming.
>Unfortunately your smile is unable to affect her frozen figure.
>Fleetfoot sees what you see and takes some pity on the tortured mare.
>”Aww come on Dash it’s not that bad, lets go get some drinks and loosen up a bit. Come on.”
>She nudges your mare to follow alongside her and Dash doesn’t bother to fight it.
>Right now you were the person she was embarrassed in front of and she needed some time to cool down.

>>28827759
>Soarin lets out a deep breath next to you—reminding you he was still there.
>”Well, that was the first time I’ve ever seen her like that.”
“Yeah, that was…surprising to say the least.”
>”What do you say we hit the snack bar, give em’ some time to sort things out.”
“Fine by me.”
>Soaring leads the way to the nearest table covered in sweets, and you numbly follow.
>You grab a few candies, but you’re primarily focused on digesting the most recent revelation.
>Who would’ve thought a crocodile’s birthday party could be this crazy.

That's all for now. Comments critiques, criticisms always appreciated.

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>>28827763
Sweet green as always.
The shirt thing is a adorable thought

>>28827763
mega cute. something about scent play really gives me the warm fuzzies. Love it mobius

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>>28827763
Spectacular green, man. You write the relationship really well.

>>28827763
Top top cute please more

>>28827763
top cute
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This is a guy, but the cosplay is so good and he's got a dfc like her so it tickled my boner.

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>>28829608
>wrong gender
>wrong species
>wrong number of dimensions

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>>28829743
I know Anon, nothing cuts it like the real deal, but his was pretty good, my shoulders are too wide to even resemble RD with those clothes on.

>>28829608
>>28829743
>wrong color

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>>28831707
>>28832262
>>28832740
Rainbow's got a cute bump.

>>28833024
I want to rump her bump
if you know what I mean

>>28836324
Hnnng

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IDWTCIRDIWTKH

Can some of you tell me that what happend with that general where the main story revols around EQG Dash come to our world and meet Anon.
I'm no dashfag ,but I ask this cause some of you might know.
>inb4 no hooves

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>>28836986
>inb4 no hooves
You're not alone Anon, I love that little girl.

>>28836979
That's edgy.

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>>28836986
>>28837209
>no hooves

>>28837291
I Don't Want To Cum Inside Rainbow Dash I Want To Kiss Her

>>28836979
She has a very kissable face.

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>>28837943
I want to do both. I want to cum inside Rainbow Dash, and I want to kiss her. I want to hug her, I want to stroke her mane, I want to listen her voice, I want to help her preening her wings, I want to cook something tasty for her, I want to watch movies with her, I want to be there for her when she's sad and I want to see her smile when she's cheerful, I want to read with her, I want to go to a convention with her, I want to share her pranks, I want to hear her laugh, I want to be a bit upset when she's too much of a cunt and I want to make my peace with her afterwards because I actually like that, I want to sing with her, I want to talk to her, I want to be quiet with her, I want to meet her friends, I want to stargaze all night with her, I want to see the sunrise with her, I want to go to the beach with her, I want to play with the snow with her, I want to explore Equestria with her, I want to stay at home with her. I want to make her happy. I want to hold her hooves, look to her eyes and say how much I love her.

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>>28840944
Stop it my heart can't take it

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>>28812691
>Pain.
>Nothing but pain, filling every facet of your body.
>It's better than the nothingness you expected, each jolt coursing through your limbs painfully reminding you of your viability.
>Everything is still black, your eyes refusing to open, their refusal matching the rest of your body.
>You attempt to shake your limbs, open your lips, anything at all.
>"Shit, I really can't move..."
>Your heart starts beating quicker as you realize your sudden vulnerability, unable to do anything but think.
>Your ears seem to work, the sounds of faint voices growing louder in the darkness.
>"Wait, you can't do this!"
>"The hell I can't! This is an Equestrian army fortress, we have no room to store the likes of her."
>"She's still recovering from massive injuries, did you even see what she did? She's lucky to even be alive now, we must give her time!"
>"I refuse. It's been long enough now. Either she wakes up right this instant, or we cart her down the road and leave her there.
>Your mind is still trying to process this when you feel a dull thud at your side, waves of unbridled pain coursing through your body.
>"Mercenary, wake up."
>A faint tapping begins on your forehead, your eyes slowly peeling open only to be met with the underside of a hoof.
>So far you can only move your head and face, and you intend to make use of that fact.
"Fuck off."
>This earns you a hearty slap across the face, which you can only growl at.
>You couldn't move anything below the shoulders, but you were already ready to fight this prick somehow.
>You were just about to take a bite out of his hoof when something shoves the voice out of the way.
>"Stop! She's clearly awake, and any more of this treatment will just agitate her wounds!"
>The hoof falls away from your face, your eyes slamming shut as the sunlight pierces through them.
>The pain fades away enough for you to get a look around you before closing them again.

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>>28842347
>You were laying on a cloth just outside the castle walls, a thin looking tent over your head.
>There were a few other bodies strewn about around you, each one receiving medical attention, some of the unlucky ones receiving last rites.
>An armor clad stallion stands next to you, sneering down in your face as an all white pony pushes him away.
>"I want her out of here by the end of the day! If she's still here, I'll kill her myself and get this whole thing over with!"
>With a loud huff, the stallion trots off, head held obnoxiously high.
>Your eyes slowly become accustomed to the light as you glance around, trying to gain your bearings.
>The white mare kneels down next to you, gently laying her hooves on your chest.
>"I'm sorry about him, he doesn't think very highly of mercenaries. How are you feeling?"
"I can't move. Why can't I move? What happened?"
>"Mainly due to your efforts, the Changling attack was successfully repelled. After you collapsed on the field a band of knights sent by the Duke himself rode in and demolished the remaining troops, rescuing you on the Duke's orders. He wanted to commend your efforts, and this is how he did it."
"How long have I been here?"
>The mare pauses, raising a hoof to her chin.
>"About a week now. You woke up once a few days ago, I fed you then. I'm sure you're hungry now, I'll get you some food."
"Wait. Why can't I move?"
>"Well, your injuries are substantial. You're covered in cuts which required stitches, you had two torn tendons, and both your hindlegs were broken. I was able to fix most of it with my magic, but your limbs will be sore for a few days now. You wont be able to move till tomorrow, and you wont be able to fight again for another few weeks at least."
>Your whole body seizes at these words, desperately attempting to move.
>You can't stay here for a week, you needed to keep moving.
>Gritting your teeth, you focus all your might into moving your foreleg.

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>>28842358
>Pushing through the searing pain, you manage to raise it in the air momentarily before painfully flopping it down to the floor.
>"Wait, don't do that! You'll just agitate your wounds."
>"Please, just rest. What's your name? I'll go get you some food."
>You simply shake your head, focusing all your effort into sitting up.
>Pain roars through your entire body, each muscle split in half by the agony.
>You let out a low wail as your body raises, breathing heavily.
>"W-Wait! Stop, please!"
>You grunt as your body reaches the top, a new pain rising in your haunches.
"Where.... Where is my armor? I need it."
>"What do you need that for? You can't leave here, you wouldn't make it 20 yards!"
>You turn to face her, bearing your teeth, your words dripping with venom.
"You don't know anything about me. If you want to be useful, go fetch my armor. I'm leaving here now, how many bodies I leave behind is up to you."
>The startled mare stands up quickly, grumbling as she goes to search for your armor.
>Tensing up, you groan as you struggle to your hooves, your eyes tearing up as the torment spreads under your skin.
>Your legs wobble underneath you as you slowly stand, your entire body going numb from the pain.
>You feel like passing out, but you manage to force yourself along.
>You can't give up now, you have to keep moving.
>The grumpy mare comes back into your fading view, toting a bag behind her.
>"Here! If you want to die, be my guest."
>You wordlessly take the bag from her, fishing around for your armor.
>"I don't get it. All the rest of these ponies accept the kind care I provide, what makes you so special?"
>You glance up to her, grinning.
"These ponies can do what ever they want, that's their choice. I refuse to remain weak here though. I don't need your help, or anyone else's. You can tell that Duke of yours I said thanks, but next time just leave me. If I die out there, so be it. I'm just another mercenary, doesn't really matter."

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>>28842362
>"I suppose not, but then I'd lose the chance for another valuable soldier!"
>You spin around to meet the voice behind you, your wounds making themselves known again at the movement.
>A short, rather chubby stallion stands behind you, his attire not suitable for a battlefield by any means.
>"I should've expected you'd be up and moving so soon. I saw you fight from my castle, and I knew you were a pony I had to meet."
>"Such ferocity, out of a mare to boot! You were something else, like an animal."
"I'm grateful for you kind words."
>The sarcasm oozed from every word out of your mouth as you turned back to your bag, slipping your chestplate over your head.
>"You seem like a mare of few words, so I'll keep this short. The Changling Empire and their reign of terror are finally on their last legs now, they're not long for this world."
>"We're planning a final assault on the main fortress, the castle Doltress to the East. I'd like for you to join our ranks. I could offer you a cushy position as my personal guard, after this one last fight there'd be no need for you to danger yourself like this any longer."
>You slowly turn to face the Duke, mindful of your injuries.
>"So, what do you say? A paid job amongst our ranks? Surely much better than the mercenary life."
>Not sparing any of your words to this royal, you simply stick out your hoof, waving it expectantly.
>"Hmm? Oh yes, your fee. Of course."
>The Duke motions to one of his many servants, taking the heavy bag from his hoof and placing it in yours.
>Extending no courtesy, your pry the bag open and meticulously count each bit.
"I have no desire to work for you, or anyone else. You just offered me a job where I don't get to fight ever again."
>Satisfied with the amount, you drop the bag in your saddlebags with a metallic clink.
"In fact, I may just go work for the Changlings for a while, even out the war a bit. Your troops are pitiful, I could mow them down no problem. Good business for me."

>>28842371
>"S-Surely you jest! A mercenary like you, turning an offer like this down? Those last few hits must've made you lose your wits!"
"Those have been gone for a long time, old man. Why do you think I do this stuff?"
"It's a fine offer, try one of the other guys out here. Just keep that "cushy position" away from me."
>"You dare speak such words to a Duke!? Guards, arrest that mare under suspicion of treason to the royal crown!"
>The two stallions step foreword, each brandishing a heavy spear, tips glinting in the sunlight.
>You simply stare the both of them down, dropping the bag and limbering up your sore limbs.
"A little fight to warm myself up? Why not? Never killed a Duke before, might be fun."
>The royal glances around nervously, refusing to meet your gaze.
>"Stop! Leave her be. If she wants to go get herself killed, so be it."
>The two guards step back, letting you turn around to the open road.
>Paying the ponies behind you no mind, you slowly start out to the road before you, taking care of your wounds.
>Each step sends a jolt of pain through your bones, but you pay them no mind.
>"I have to keep moving, no matter what."
>Before long, you had trudged on for what seemed like hours.
>The sun was fading from the sky, and the faint chirp of the woodland creatures could be heard in the distance.
>The cobble road below you seemed even more unfriendly with each step, and the forest on either side of you suddenly seemed very welcoming.
>Spotting a nice area, you pull over to the side of the road and plop down on the grass, content with using the dirt as a bed for the night.
>Not even bothering to set up a fire, your eyelids become heavy the instant you head hits the floor.
>The world slowly fades out around you, the pain in your limbs fading as you drift off to sleep.
>You're on the cusp of leaving this world for a few hours when your ears pick up a faint rustling from a nearby bush.
>You slowly sit up, noting the intense pain in your side.

>>28842374
>You gasp as a sharp pain runs across your stomach, gritting your teeth till you're fully up.
>Looking for the source of the noise hazily, you're immediately greeted by the shining tip of a spear held aloft in front of your face.
>"Well well well, just what do we have here?"

>>28827746
Thank you. I enjoy your green too, you write Dash very well.

>>28842381
I really like this Dash, please keep it up

>>28842381
You should have left it here >>28812691
Now it just feels like edgy trash.

>>28842381
This is a very different interpretation of Dash, and I love it so far.

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>>28840944

>>28846447
Oh my god, this is freaking cute.

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>>28801895
Are we ever gonna get a sequel to this or no
I know one guy started writing and it got to anon and rainbow talking about it on the couch and it seemed like they were down for round 2 but she ran off

>>28846447
This is adorable
I love it

>>28842381
I'm liking it so far. Dash feels a bit harsh, but usually when I see that it's for the purpose of showing character change over time, so I assume that's what you're up to. Keep it coming, I wanna see more!

>>28848326
I like to imagine this is what she'd look like if she became a mother and grew her hair out

>>28847088
Anyone got any mom dash?
preferably one that's purely comfy

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>>28849259

>>28849440
I meant green like >>28847088 only without lewd

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What song/s make you think of Rainbow?
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=9pN12LLe6I4

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>>28847088
Let's hope we aren't. I'm growing sick of clop in the style of porn magazine smut except with less realism. I think I could live without reading about another prehensile vagina that jacks you off by itself almost like your hand, remarkably. Gratuitous amounts of fluids and female "ejaculation". Oh and better not grab a mare's butt, because--- they don't really give a shit. And it wouldn't be proper romance without the obligatory word barrel appearing in it, would it?

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I want to see a flashback episode where the filly 6 get up to misadventures

>>28849568
This, because it's Donald Trump's theme, and they're both winners.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=GCaYB2N1adc

>>28849597
Are you gay

>>28849568
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=JUqXbSpyrwA

jk

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>>28849568
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=xLPGtQoRUbk
It's a generic love song, but I really dig the chorus.
>You make my heart feel like its summer
>When the rain is pouring down
>You make my whole world feel so right when it’s wrong
>That’s how I know you are the one
>That’s why I know you are the one.

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>>28852934
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=2JNP3jTHt0o

>She throws you down to take you high
Into her private sky

made for her

>>28853083
Is that a cowgirl sex reference

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>>28840944

>>28848326
My first thought when looking at this picture is she's skipping having a mane cut to save up for wonderbolt tickets

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>>28849568
Some anon posted this a while back
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ryvOjCGS6E4

>I was stumbling right back
>Like a wreck I came to you
>So I staggered through the night
>Seeking out your rescue Blue...

Right in the feels

>>28855253
I want her to look at me like that when I hilt in her ponut.

>>28859858
She looks brainwashed. Would I take advantage of a poor brainwashed pony? Possibly.

>>28859858
I think she's in heat and just discovered how nice anon smells all of a sudden

>>28859858
i think she smell anon's semen after he masturbate

>>28860936
>tfw Equestria's laws of nature would never make /mlp/'s heat meme possible; we'd never see mares' brains shut down every once in a while, making them crave the superior ape dick

Why stay undead?

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>>28860975
Jesus. You need to learn English and stop sniffing your own spunk. Otherwise you'll go deaf and your nostrils will become hairy. You don't want hairy nostrils, do you?

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>>28861025
>now i want to cum inside RD hairy nostrils

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>>28861103
So do I.

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>>28861103
>>28861126

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>>28861126

>>28859858
>you can actually see the juice dripping down her leg.
The Toppest Unf

>>28865619
>"Gotcha! You're under arrest! he hee!"

>>28862645
What is that? WHAT THE FUCK THAT!?

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>>28865619
>>28865665
So cute

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>>28866851
that's too cute to be legal

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I want to go camping with Rainbow

>>28868672
So do i

>>28869921
I want that guy to be slapped and his computer destroyed
They are not fucking cats how do you go from horses ====> cats

Fuck off

its not cute
its not funny

>>28870252
Amen, broseph.

>>28870252

catpone must live on

>>28870848
Now thats a mare in need of snuggles.

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>>28872986
bump with images friendo

fly

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>>28873026
She learned it from Zephyr Breeze when they were together.

Boop on her nose

>>28875225
Cute love feather

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[TenochtiCon Cont.]
http://pastebin.com/7GVkWvnW

>You trot up to the concierge desk and grab a quill and paper.
>Your ears twitch as you stare at the blank rectangle thinking hard.
>Anon has to be handled delicately, but that's not really your style.
>His worldview is warped, and he's insular and possibly unstable.
>But that's what makes him interesting; never mind the whole creature from another world thing.
>You chew the end of the quill a bit until a raised eyebrow from the concierge makes you stop.
>You want him to see that ponies aren't bad.
>That he just had bad luck at first, and that he doesn't have to live in hiding.
>Windsong and Hornshine are key to the idea, but how do you convince Anon to meet with them?
>A dozen ideas for phrasing and approach run through your head before being dismissed.
>You wish you had somepony here who was better at writing stuff.
>You frown at the page.
“No use trying to be somepony else…”
>You scribble a quick note and read it over.
[Hey! Breakfast tomorrow is my treat. I'll be over early before the big performance. You'd better be ready! -Rainbow Dash]

>>28878176
>A little vague, you guess, but he should be aware of the big play in the Atrium.
>Professional actors from Manehattan and Applewood are gonna perform scenes from the books.
>it's a major attraction for the Convention, so it should be apparent what you mean.
“Good enough, here. Thanks!”
>You give the note and a bit to the concierge after scratching Anon’s room number on the top.
>That done, you hurry back to the pool area, eager to get properly into the party.
>Your friends are still at their table waiting for you.
“You guys didn't have to wait! I said I'd be right back.”
>Hornshine flashes you a grin as he nudges your bottle of Apple’s Best across the table toward you.
>”Oh, we weren't waiting for you, Rainbow. We were waiting for a chance to try this!”
>Windsong nudges a glass tumbler toward you with her lower lip stuck out in a mock pout.
>”Pleeeease!”
>You roll your eyes and huff a strand of your mane out of your face.
>Hornshine’s smile only broadens as he spins two more tumblers in midair.
>”Sorry, Rainbow. But I think we all know who the real VIP at this party is.”
>You have to smile at their casual attitude.
>It seems like this group of ponies likes taking shots at each others’ egos.
“Just my luck.”
>You grin back at them.
“I meet some ponies I thought were cool, and they're just after me for my cider.”

>>28878180
>Windsong laughs as you uncork the bottle.
>”Just help me make sure Horny doesn't have too much. He might try to levitate that big frame over the pool again.”
>Hornshine looks serene as he places the three glasses in front of you.
>”She's asking you to do it, Dash, because more likely than not she'll be flying in loops upside down and crashing into everypony inside an hour.”
>A loud thump and a grunt comes from Hornshine’s direction as you pour.
>The three of you sit back and sip happily at the reserve beverage, and soon begin toasting everything from Celestia to the ponies who discovered fermentation.
>You hold a little back in the bottle.
>When the three of you lurch off to the dance floor to spin away the cobwebs, you hoof it to a surprised Amplitude who accepts it with a grateful wink.
>The rest of the night blurs in a stream of fun music, dancing, chatting with ponies, and all around party fever.
>It's almost as good as cutting loose at one of Pinky’s more legendary shindigs.
>An eternity passes in the blink of an eye and you find yourself being escorted back to your room by a knot of laughing ponies.
>It's apparently Windy’s custom for all the last revelers to head back together dropping ponies off at their rooms one by one.
>You yawn and stifle a laugh as Windy narrowly misses Amplitude with a buck when he offers to take your stuff in for you.

>>28878188
>Instead she brings in your costume and saddlebags herself before hugging you goodnight and returning to the others.
>You flop onto the turned down covers over your pseudo-cloud bed and sigh as you sink in half a foot.
“Great...party…”
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>A shrill ringing crashes through your skull making you leap up and fall out of bed with a thump.
>You fumble the receiver off the hook dropping it twice.
>Your desert dry mouth manages a hoarse whisper into the mouthpiece before you start working your tongue for moisture.
“Acham...hello?”
>”Good morning, Ms. Dash! This is your 7:30 a.m. wake up call!”
>You stare around in shock.
>The light through the curtains is certainly daylight, though.
“Um...thanks.”
>”Our pleasure! Have a wonderful day!”
>You stare at the receiver in distaste until the dial tone forces you to hang it back up.
>You'd swear your head had only just hit the bed.
>But the clock agrees with the Sun and the annoyingly chipper desk service clerk.
>You'd been down for a few hours at least.

>>28878196
>You look at the bed longingly before shaking yourself and heading into the shower instead.
>You can sleep when you're back in Ponyville.
>The Con awaits.
>Blistering hot water wakes you fully, and a thorough scrubbing gets your blood flowing.
>You step back into your room with a towel draped over your head and steam billowing around you to find an envelope has been shoved under your door.
>It's addressed simply on the outside with your room number.
>You take it to the writing desk and open it as you finish drying your mane and tail.
>[Rainbow Dash, breakfast sounds good, but I already ordered it from room service. You can meet me at my room and we can eat if you want. If not, I understand. -Anonymous]
>You snort and begin putting on a fresh costume.
>Well, you'd hoped to get him to come out with you, but he's got a ready made excuse.
>That's not gonna put you off though.
>One last check in the mirror and you grab your saddlebags before heading out.
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>The constant buzz of the crowds greets you in the hallway making you smile at the thought of the day to come.
>You extend your wings and flap upward spiraling higher up the pyramid incline to the suite levels.
>Breakfast with Anon.
>You have high hopes for this meeting, and you're pretty sure you can get Anon to agree.
>Just gotta put on the ol’ Rainbow Dash charisma and he'll have no trouble coming to meet your friends!
“I hope he ordered wheat cakes.”

>>28878208
>You touch down outside his room and raise your hoof to knock on his door.
>With an ear raised against the carved wood, you make out the sound of an approaching shuffle.
>You tap your hoof on the carpet impatiently as you see the light in the peep hole dim and hear several locks being undone.
>You huff a sigh and try to arrange your face into a less exasperated expression.
>The door opens just enough for you to enter, and a voice comes around from behind it where you can't see.
>”G’morning, Rainbow Dash! Come on in. The trays just got delivered.”
>You trot inside and look at him as he quickly closes the door.
>He looks a little haggard.
>Dark rings circle his eyes despite the comfy robe he's wearing indicating he's at least been to bed.
>You snort to yourself.
>Bet he wishes he stayed for the full spa treatment now!
“Morning! Thanks for having me. What's for breakfast?”
>The meal was just a pretext for talking to him, but your tum just has to choose now to growl loudly in anticipation.
>That smirk of his should be ILLEGAL!

>>28878220
>You trot into the sitting room of his suite trying to ignore your stomach and his twisted grin.
>”Hum...yeah, well, we've got pancakes and hash browns. Some really nice looking fruit and cheese, and here's some roasted nuts.”
>He wafts the steam from the pancakes toward you with that smile still on his face.
>You ignore his antics and concentrate on not drooling.
“So, what'd you do after you left yesterday?”
>He pauses suddenly in the act of piling pancakes onto two plates, nearly dropping his fork.
>”Hmm? Oh, um, nothing really. Just came back here to rest, y’know?”
>You slide a bowl of grapes over and pluck a few with your lips as you consider him.
>His baggy eyes, messy hair, he smells like punch and...and dish soap?
>You shovel a few big bites of pancake into your mouth for time as you look him over.
>After handing you your plate he's seemed to avoid your eyes and stare into his food.
>Punch and soap, punch and soap, it rings a bell, but…
“AHA!”
>You'd leapt into the air and pointed your hoof at him.
“YOU WERE AT WINDY’S PARTY LAST NIGHT!”
>There's no question.
>After you'd rejoined your new friends and hit the dance floor there was a big part where Amp had Hornshine hit a big tub of soapy water with his magic making it spew lemony scented foam all over the party goers.
>And aside from cocktails there was fruity punch flowing like water for anypony who wanted a drink!

>>28878227
>For a moment you’re so busy congratulating yourself on your detective skills that you almost fail to notice Anon holding his head in his hands.
>”God, I'm sorry Rainbow. I know I shouldn't have, but I was worried. And, and I got paranoid and I started to wonder…”
>As his voice trails off you suddenly realize what he’s implying.
“Wait, wait, wait. You were SPYING on me? On us?”
>You get a sudden flash of the tall figure you'd thought you saw behind the bushes near Windy last night.
“You...you…”
>Anger flashes red in your vision as you flit back and forth over the table trying to keep yourself from flying at him.
>”Rainbow...I heard what you said and I'm really sorr-”
“OF COURSE you heard what I said! You were SPYING on us!”
>You suddenly realize you're nose to nose with the startled human.
>You ram your hoof into his chest.
“Spying! On us! On me! After everything! RrrAH!”
>You turn and fly to the window fuming at the sheer nerve of this guy.
>”Rainbow…”
“Here I am trying so hard...and you just…”
>Your frustration makes even getting words out difficult.
>”...I'm sorry...really”
>His apology sounds sincere and your anger subsides a little.
>You turn to look at him.
“Well? So, what did you discover on your little expedition?”
>You're able to keep most of the nastiness out of the question but he still flinches.
>He runs his fingers through his hair and looks at you and quickly away again.

>>28878233
>”I heard...I mean, I listened and I found out that…”
>He takes a deep breath and lets it out slowly, finally meeting your eyes.
>”...that you wouldn't betray me. That you're a better friend than I deserve and I've only known you for one day.”
>His eyes tighten as he looks at you sadly.
>”That maybe some ponies...aren't out...out to mess with me…”
>You just look at him trying to figure out what to do now.
>”Sorry, Rainbow. I'd hoped you wouldn't find out. I'll get the door for y-”
“Oh no way, Anon. You're not getting off the hook that easy.”
>He freezes half out of his chair looking at you.
>The words had just burst out of you before you could think.
>What do you say now?
>Your friends’ faces swim in your mind and you come to a decision.
>Anon pales a bit as you stare at him and nod silently.
“You've been alone a long time, Anon.”
>You begin to float back and forth still staring into his eyes.
“Maybe it's different where you're from, but in Equestria friendship isn't something that ends just for something like this.”
>You stop your aerial pacing and swoop in closer.
“So you wanna make it up to me?”
>He nods with a gulp.
“Good.”

>>28878239
>You gather up your saddlebags and head for the door after rolling up a hash brown in a pancake to eat as you go.
“Dinner. Tonight, with Windsong and Hornshine. The King’s Chamber restaurant at 8 o’clock sharp! Don't be late!”
>He nods again fervently still mesmerized that you're talking to him at all.
>You reach the door and walk into the hallway as he numbly follows.
>You turn to him outside with a hoof on the door pull.
“One last thing.”
>He looks at you blankly seeming to just be comprehending what he's agreeing to.
“No costumes!”
>Your wings spring open and you flip back and over the railing with a bright laugh and begin sailing down to the lobby.
>A quickly stifled cry of “RAINBOW DA-” follows you before the knucklehead realizes he's outside and uncovered and dives back into his room.
>Your laughter continues all the way to the atrium floor.
>This is awesome!
>You'll have the whole day to have fun and get ready, and he'll have time to come to grips and prepare as well.
>You've got to get a hold of Windy though.
>Without her connections you doubt you can get a reservation to the hotel’s finest three hoof restaurant on short notice.
>Time to move!

More to come. Thanks for reading! Please address any comments or concerns to your local Congressman. Or better yet, right here. Sorry for the wait!

>>28874586
Why does Dash look like she's about to chase down a bunch of Hobbits to get back her Preeeciousssss?

>>28878255
I'll really enjoying this green. Looking forward to more.

fly!

>>28878255
I shall eagerly await the next update as I did with this one. Keep it up writefriend

>>28859858
>that dripping between her legs
wew

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>>28878255
Really liking this green

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I drew a thing.

>>28880888
I love it!
saved

>>28880888
nice picture
nice digits

>>28881394
An ugly style makes Rainbow Dash an ugly girl.

>>28882091
I think she wants her back scratched

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>>28882091
>>28882286

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>"What's wrong little filly? You lost or something'? This sort of area is no place for a youngin like you to be in, you might even run into a few bandits if yer not careful...."
>As if on cue, the rustling in the bushes grows louder as five more shadowy figures emerge from the darkness, surrounding your meager campsite.
>The gruff voice carries on, paying no mind to those behind him.
>"I mean, you look like just the sort of mare some thug would prey on, all alone out here."
>The voice moves forward, stepping into the pale beams of moonlight, gleaming off his armor in bright spots.
>A grey stallion stands before you, covered in worn iron plates held together with dilapidated chainmail.
>Deep lines of battles past were etched in the metal, indicating urgent need of replacement.
>The spear hanging in front of your face was fighting its own battle against time, the worn down tip attached loosely to the splintered staff.
"Hard times to be a bandit, eh?"
>The stallion lets out a low chuckle, grinning and nodding his head.
>"Hey, pillaging don't bring in as much as it used to."
>He shrugs his shoulders, the lackeys behind him inching forward, blades in hoof.
>"That sort of armor yer wearin' isn't the sort of thing I'd expect to see on a mare as young as yourself either, but I suppose the whole damn world's all topsy-turvy like that these days."
>It was your turn to shrug, taking the opportunity to scoot backwards a few inches.
>You glance back to your bag, searching for the outline of your sword in the coarse cloth.
>"I'm sure you know the drill by now, hand over the armor and the bag and we'll give you at least a 20 second head start. That should be enough time to get a decent head start."
"Oh? Why that long?"
>"Makes it more fun, I suppose."
>You flash a cocky grin, but the tremors of panic were already coursing through your brain.
>"I'm not sure I can reach my sword in time, he looks like he knows how to use that thing..."

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>>28882959
>"If I'm not quick enough I could end up with a spear through my neck."
"I have no time to deal with idiots like you. Leave now, and I might let you go. If you don't, you better pray for a quick death, or this could be unpleasant."
>The band of ponies simultaneously throw their heads back, echoing cackles filling the harsh night air.
>"Yer a cocky sumbitch, ain't you? Last chance, hand over the bag before things get bloody."
>A quick slash of the worn tip across your nose draws blood, enunciating his point.
>You simply grunt in reply, slowly reaching back for your bag.
>"Damn, these guys are serious. I needed a warm up at some time, but I wish I could've gotten some sleep first."
>Gripping the bag in your hoof, you eye down the leader of this group, a beastly glint in your eye.
>Slowly dragging it along the grass you bring the bag over to your chest, feeling around for the heavy sword outline beneath the dirty cloth.
>"Good filly. Now, hand over the bag, nice and slow."
>Gritting your teeth, you begin to extend your forelegs towards the darkened figure.
>Dropping the slow pace, you suddenly fling the bag forward into the visor of the stallion before you, shrouding his sight.
>Springing to life you leap forward off the ground, narrowly avoiding a well placed sword strike planted where you once sat.
>Your nimble frame flies through the air, arching over the blindly flailing spear below you.
>Thrusting your muzzle forward, you bite down on the thick cloth bag mid-leap,dragging it with you as you complete your roll.
>The force of your jump shoots you much further than the last of the group, coming to the end of your roll a few feet away from danger.
>You immediately spin around to face the party, reaching into your bag and grabbing out your.... empty scabbard.
>Your hoof endlessly searches for nothing inside the bag, praying for a weapon of some sort.
>"Shit, that dumb mare forgot to give me a sword!"

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>>28882967
>As the density of the situation bears down on you, a sharp pain spreads up your side like wildfire.
>Your almost forgotten injuries make themselves known as your body jostles around, consuming each of your limbs in torment.
>"Well now, that was mighty quick. Unfortunately, it looks like you're a little outnumbered and outclassed though, especially without a sword."
>The gruff stallion steps forward, leveling his spear with your already bleeding muzzle.
>"Come on boys, let's wrap this one up quick. First one to kill her gets the new armor!"
>The stallion charges forward, slow hoof steps trodding across the grass as you frantically prepare yourself for the strike.
>You let the bandit get almost too close for comfort before snapping your head to the side, narrowly avoiding the metal tip as you lift your foreleg.
>You blast forward off your hindlegs, slamming your hoof into the thin helmet with a loud ping.
>A symphony of strain shoots down your limb, nearly crumpling you to the floor in agony.
>"There's no way I can fight like this, I'm too tired and sore. That last punch overextended my leg, I'll break it if I try that again..."
>Weighing your options you attempt to spread your wings, only to be met with that aggravating pain again.
>"I can't fly away either, I'm too weak to fly with all this armor on for now."
>A metallic clang resonates through the forest as the stallion hits the floor, his spear rolling uselessly to the side.
>You raise your forelegs again to crush him into the floor, but he manages to roll away quicker than you could drop them.
>He quickly stands up, barreling over to his comrades while tightly gripping his jaw.
>"What're you cowards waiting for!? Get her!"
>A large grin crosses your face as you lazily step forward, desperately trying to hide the sheer amount of pain filling every waking thought.
"Well? A bunch of bandits afraid of a mare? Come on, it's been too long since I've felt somepony's head under my hoof!"

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>>28882975
>The quintet cautiously steps forward, taking a glancing look at each other before they charge across the moonlit grass.
>You dig your hooves into the dirt, stoically watching their movements.
>The first of the group swings his heavy sword quicker than you expected, barely giving you time to duck before slicing into a tree.
>You lift your head up in between his forelegs, swiftly smacking your head against his armored skull.
>Blood trickles down from your forehead as the stallion staggers backwards, leaving his sword in the tree with a dazed expression.
>You quickly close the gap with a tackle, ramming into his midsection as he crumples into the floor below you.
>You scramble on his chest, positioning yourself for a finishing punch to the throat when the sound of a chain slicing through the air calls your attention.
>You narrowly avoid the massive flail crashing down on you by flopping backwards, planting yourself on the grass as the heavy ball smashes into the swordsman's chest plate.
>An ear piercing scream hurdles through the night, eclipsing the cracking sound of multiple broken ribs.
>You're almost at the point of screaming as well, the once subsiding pain now wracking your body.
>Every inch of you was on fire, each movement sending you into a new level of pure agony.
>Despite this you still struggle to your hooves, gritting your teeth as the next warrior approaches, sword held high.
>As much as it hurt, these were the moments you loved the most, the ones you thrived on.
>The torment shrouding every thought in your mind reminded you that you were still alive, and the roaring fire in your chest reminded you of your one true purpose.
>Survive.
>It was the only thing you knew how to do, constantly straddling the thin line between life and death purely out of instinct.
>The large stallion thrusts his sword forward, scraping against your chest plate as he barrels into you.

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>>28882980
>You ready yourself for a kick, but stallion is already swinging before you can attempt a hit.
>This one cuts into your foreleg, a large wound running down its length.
>"Damn, he's fast..."
>"I've got to keep up or this one could be a challenge."
>Swing after swing pushes you back, each one being avoided by the skin of your teeth.
>You're about to give yourself an opening to his chest when an arrows slams into the tree behind you, close enough to feel the guiding tail feathers against your nose.
>You steal a glance to the side, noting the archer attempting to hide himself in the darkness from your sight while he readies another arrow.
>Your glance encompasses the entire field, making out the forms of two more stallion's hurtling towards you, attempting to coordinate their attacks.
>"I'm having a hard time with the one, there's no way I can fight all four of them...."
>"Their armor is heavier than mine, if I took off running through the forest I doubt they could catch me."
>Your body was moving on auto pilot as your mind whirled, attempting to avoid the torrent of steel slicing the air as you looked for an opportunity to run.
>The blood streaming down your forehead was obscuring your vision as you devised a plan, the panic of death tainting your thoughts.
>Your mind was in a frenzy, whipping itself around with your body.
>All of your limbs felt ready to crumple beneath you, wobbling as you slowly dodge another swing.
>The thick handle of a spear planting itself in the floor right next to you shocked your body into sudden movement.
>Timing it with the next high swing, you drop your whole body to the floor before ramming your head upwards, planting your skull in his chest.
>The blow knocks him backwards, giving you the opportunity to charge.
>You rip the arrow out of the tree next to you, clenching it tightly in your teeth as you sprint towards the panicked stallion, distancing yourself from the group behind you as another arrow flies past you.

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>>28882984
>The world fades out around you as your vision fades red, the pain in your limbs completely lost in the beastly frenzy whirling in your mind.
>The bandit thrusts his sword forward in defense, the fire inside you has consumed too much of your vision to pay it any mind.
>You tear the arrow from your mouth, brandishing the sharp head as you swing it forward.
>The tip finds it target, planting itself deep in the exposed throat of the stallion below you.
>A spurt of red liquid gushes out as you drive the shaft further, the swordsman letting out a gurgled cry as he crumples to the floor.
>Sensing your opportunity to run, you leap off his chest in a panic and take off runn-
"Shit!"
>Your entire body collapses underneath you, a foreign pain splitting through your foreleg, rendering it useless.
>You look down to your limb and are surprised to see the stallions massive sword, cleanly stuck straight through your flesh.
>The approching voices behind you spur you to life, attempting to get on your hooves again as your vision begins to fade.
>You only manage two steps before crumpling again, your body rolling into a ditch hidden by the thick brush.
>Your vision turns dark as the blood gushes from your wound, the enraged voices of your assailants growing nearer.
>You desperately trying to fumble to your hooves but the fatigue seeping into your bones stops you, giving you no other option to fade off to sleep.

>>28883020
I'm loving it, these action scenes are immaculate. Dash seems to be picking up quite a few injuries though. I really hope you won't do it like most stories and just have those fade away. Being stabbed is the sort of thing that should last for a while. Keep it coming!

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>>28885574
We /page5bump/ now.

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>>28885578
I'm on mobile, all I saw was that the last post was nearly 8 hours ago.

>>28885583
That's correct and a good point. I take back my snarkiness, and I kindly appreciate your effort trying to keep the thread alive.

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>>28885598

>>28883020
damn good green Guts, keep it up

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=E3WQl3S5pPg

>>28883020
This is probably the best action green I've ever read, it's the hypest shit.

>>28887957
>I know that you can't visit my place
>implying some crafty earthpony or unicorn can't build a device that magically drains my energy - like walking does - to make mechanical wings work

>>28888073
Why would a single father not know how to wash? Like wouldn't he assume that you have to wash puss just as much as dick if you don't want it to rot?

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>>28888073

>>28887957
That's so sweet
I'd like to see more

>>28888272
there are other versions of this with other ponies, but no more like this with Rainbow sadly

Bump before bed

>>28892089
Fluffy pony

>>28892474
shh, quiet
you might attract fluff by using that terminology

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>>28892939
oh my

>>28893411
Why do you think she look so down?

>>28894124
It's lonely at the top
won't you comfort her?