Nightly Twilight Thread

>Twilight blew up and came back with wings
>Twilight almost lost to a unicorn that is more powerful than her
>Twilight is training her replacement
wew

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>>29065604

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>Twilight would make a bad mom

is this true or false?

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>>29065757
Twilight would make an excellent wife. I think she'd be a pretty good mother.

>>29065757
absurdly false. she would be strict like no other m6 at times (which is a good thing), but she's a sweet mare and would be a caring, loving mom, and very attached to her offspring

>>29065768
>>29065781
Can we stop with the cuck posting?

>>29066138
let him have his fun

>>29066178
He should go for human Twilight. Pony Twilight must stay pure.
I got nothing against Flash, he seems fine, but he better stays away from Twilight.

>>29066265
there are several threads for EQG discussion, you should go there for that

>>29065776
No one would raise smart, kind, successful kids like her

>>29065776
>she would be strict like no other m6 at times

That isn't exactly true. Rarity, AJ, and Twilight would be the most strict. Pinkie and Flutters would be passive until their foals makes them angry. And Dash wouldn't care so long if there isn't any major fuck ups.

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>>29065757
False.

She's strict but overall caring.

>b-but spike gets treated like shit

Umm no, having to do chores doesn't mean she's a bad parent.

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>>29066934
Spike gets treated like shit in many ways.
He is constantly abused by Twilight and her friends and she does nothing to stop it, she makes him do work that she could easily get done with her magic
He didn't even get a fucking bed till season 5. Twilight is one of the last ponies I would say would make a good mom

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>>29067120
>>29066934
Twilight and Spike don't see themselves as mother and son in the show, as much as some people wish they did. They have a big sister/big brother relationship AT BEST, sometimes not even that.
That said, the only pony I see being as good a mother as her is AJ.

>>29067305
little brother*

>>29067305
Spike is Twilight's indentured servant.

>>29067305
Spike is Twiggles' underage sex slave

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>>29065771
I feel like she would be good at neither since she prioritizes her own goals instead of focusing on what would be good for her family

Examples:
>Time travel episode
>She cares more about researching starswirl's magic to stop a disaster that she herself predicted (and caused, due to her own nature of asking too many questions) and didn't even notice spike killing himself over eating too much icecream

>Owl pet episode
>Reading so much that she ignores spike's emotional stress. she at least apologizes in this one though, but clearly had not learned from it

I know there are non-spike related examples to but I can't describe them very accurately right now, but I hope you get the picture

>>29067305
>big sister/little brother
it's clear from the beginning of the show that Twilight sees him as a grown up and an equal, not someone who needs her care, love and guidance (like her kids would). they have a few big sister/little brother moments because they've grown attached over time

>>29067407
>she prioritizes her own goal
raising her kids and making sure they become the best they can be would certainly become her major goal in life if she were to have them. spike never seemed like any basis for analysis, with all the emphasis on the word "assistant" and all that

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Your princess demands rolls

>>29069201
rollin

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>>29069201

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>>29069201
I care more about the face her ass makes desu

>>29069201
fuck, only three of them are positive reactions. here we go

>>29069235
She likes a risk taker.

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>>29069201
R-roll

>>29069201

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>>29065604
Twiggles was my princess before she even got wings

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>>29065604
I'll write a fic once I'm done with school shit next week.

I'll have a month of doing nothing so why not.

I got a pretty good idea.

Stay safe, anons

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>>29069365
I'm particularly interested in Twilight episodes if you recommend any. Much obliged.

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>>29069421

http://pastebin.com/v6ckpJJL

Here's that shitty green I never finished but I probably will once I'm done with finals.

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>>29069430
It's been a bazillion years since I watched season one but Winter Wrap-up was pretty good since Twilight forces herself to not use magic or some shit.

>>29069430
Friendship is Magic
Ticket Master
Boast Busters
Winter Wrap Up
Feeling Pinkie Keen
Cutie Mark Chronicles
Return of Harmony
Lesson Zero
It's About Time
A Canterlot Wedding
Crystal Empire
Magic Duel
Three's a Crowd
Twilight Time
Testing Testing 1, 2, 3
Twilight Kingdom

>>29069201
xd

>>29069770
>>29069811
MODS

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>>29069201
*sigh*
The shit put up with.

>>29069201
roll

>>29069421
can't wait. godspeed, anon

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>>29065604
Purplesmart doesn't approve of your eating habits, anons.

>>29072892
>"Anon you're going to get diabetes if you keep eating like that! Or something even worse!"
>Ugh, this damn horse and her nagging.
"Barging into my house to lecture me yet again I see, Twagspaggler."
>The purple pony snorts as she trots forward.
>"This house is as much mine as it is yours, seeing as it's government provided and I'm a Princess."
>She slides into the seat across from you in your breakfast nook.
>"What is all that anyway?"
>She leans over to peer into the horrible amalgamation of frosted cereals soaking in what you hope is soda or beer.
"Listen, I'm a bit hung over and this is what I found on the counter alright?"
>She recoils in disgust and before you can protest is levitating the bowl away as she admonishes you.
>"Hungover on a Wednesday Anon? Really?"
>She sighs as the bowl is tipped over into your kitchen garbage can.
>"Sometimes I wonder why I bother."
>You wonder why too.
>I mean, you could just lock your doors and she'd probably respect your privacy.
>But for some reason you enjoy this little ritual of yours.
>And judging by her smile, she does too.

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>>29065604
>when you accidentally take sleeping pills during the middle of the day

Goddamn I feel tired.

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>>29069909
mods are gods

>>29069201
YEET ROLLIN'
P.S. Have a great day anons, and have a Merry Christmas too. Y'all are awesome.

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Friend made this as a card for me. Enjoy as well!

>>29075722
That's very good

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>>29075722
Nice

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>>29065604
Almost finished with the first chapter of that fic I'm writing. I'll share the first chapter once it's done but as a hint the cover image is pic related.

>>29075722
I approve of this Twiggles

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>>29076842
kek

>>29069201
fug

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Good to see this thread is still going.

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>>29069201
Roll

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>>29077263
Our twi-fags will blot out the sun

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I want to leave a big, thick glob of cum in her pussy.

>>29079369
I want all wars to end, starving people to be fed, and everyone in the world to be happy, even if for just a day.

Your waifu murdered 30+ sentient beings.

Explain yourself right now.

i want to be Celestia's little baby tampon boy. i want to turn into a little crying baby and then suck on her teats. her magic breast milk would turn me into a little baby tampon boy. she would stick me into her hoo-hoo and i would wait with anticipation spouting little baby goo-goo ga-gas waiting for her to bleed all over me. i want to feel her celestia blood inside my little goo-goo- ga-ga baby tampon body. i want to absorb her hoo-hoo juices inside my little baby tampon boy body and goo-goo ga-ga like a little rolly-polly baby boy. it would be orgasmic to know i am one with her hoo-hoo celestia blood and i would giggle and goo-goo ga-ga and yelp with little baby boy excitement as i roll around in her hoo-hoo and revel in her red juices. slurping them into my soft little baby tampon boy goo-goo ga-ga body. then i want her to pull me out and squeeze and wring my little baby tampon boy body so that her celestia hoo-hoo blood and juices spill all over her face. it would hurt and i would scream in pained goo-goo ga-gas as pain envelops my little baby tampon boy body until i reach full climax and turn back into grown human man.

>>29080646
But when I see her myself, she's changed a lot since when I first met her. She's more loving, daring, thorough, and generally an all-around better mare.

Our foal's gotten pretty suspicious, lately. She keeps watching us, recording us, and just generally snooping. What's gotten into her?

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>>29080646
They were earth ponies so it's okay.

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>>29079369
why not her throat

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>>29069201
Cum on, now!

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>>29081819
>>29081784

What have I wrought?

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>Twilight will never pull you into an alleyway for a quickie and hug your head close as you suck her clit

>>29081784
>>29081819
>>29081846

Here bro >>29041346

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Remember
Twilight is a married mare

http://goboiano.com/original/3740-real-or-troll%253A-man-gets-married-to-twilight-sparkle

She's officially off the market

>>29082675
>they think it's only a troll

Oh, the naivete.

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>>29082823
Fucking normies

>>29082675
But Jin is an autist!

>>29083121
Correct term is normalfag, you normalfag.
>>29082675
I remember I had pics of that guy fucking the doll.

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>>29083218
Why would you save that.

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>>29069201

> roll

As you wish, Princess.

>>29069201
>1
>"Wow, a human penis! Amazing!"
>2
>"Ugh. Put that thing away, LITTLE man."
>3
>"Oh... can I touch it?"
>4
>"I'm a filly and what is this?"
>5
>"Time for a new experiment!"
>6
>"Ew."
>7
>Bleh
>8
>Hrk-
>9
>"What the fuck?"
>0
>"AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA"

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>>29065604

>>29083801
I bet she wants to fuck those filthy pigs.

>>29084352
>quality thread

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>>29084584
>one shitpost
>thread

>>29082675
cringy and disturbing
>autism

>>29079710
You sick fuck

>>29069201

>>29085526
Dat looks like some shit straight out of a collabaratory pmv

>>29069201
Roll

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>>29065604
>Id Software is Twifags

Really made me think

>you will never snuggle with a real life fluffy twilight sparkle
>you will never bury your face in her adorable wings
>you will never encourage her to continue when she panics about having way too much work to do
>you will never watch movies with her at night, her wings wrapped around you like blankets
>you will never share nerdy jokes together
>you will never watch her scream in joy and triumph as she beats you in a video game
>you will never brush her fur
>you will never be hugged by her
>you will never ride on her as she flies through the sky
>you will never sleep in a bed beside her
>you will never be there as she rolls over after a bad dream, hugging you
>you will never feel the bulge of her penis as she seeks comfort
>you will never give her a midnight blowjob
>you will never receive anal from a fluffy pony princess
>you will never watch her go poop
>you will never be facesat by her
>you will never be forced to lick the residual poop smears from her ass
>you will never vomit all over yourself as she records it with a GoPro™
>you will never be pinned to the ground by magic and raped by Princess Twilight
>you will never have Twilight pee in your mouth
>you will never be left there overnight in horse piss and vomit
>you will never wake up with a horrible illness from ingesting horse waste
>you will never cough up blood in dry heaves from said illness
>you will never die while princess futa twilight rapes your sickly body
>you will never be a spirit, watching her rape your lifeless decaying body from the corner of the room
>you will never notice as she looks towards you watching mid-orgasm, and smiles

>>29069201
pls

>>29089211
>first dubz
Get rekt scrubs, my dick is the only one for twi

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I want to rut her, but rut her lovingly. Lovingly in that we're entirely focused on each other, hugging, kissing, sharing breath, and cuddling while we have sex.

Feeling more the butterflies in our stomachs and the emotions, rather than the feeling of the sex itself.

>>29089627
I want this but with sci twi or fluttershusher.

>>29066934
I am just now realizing that Discord went to fucking plaid.

>>29089636
pleb as fuck

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I want to kiss purplesmart.

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>>29089753
I want to snuggle purplesmart.

>>29069201
rolling.

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>>29090615
I want her to sit on my lap.

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>>29091238
>You get to go to Equestria and be with your waifu
>The catch is you get turned into a filly

Would you do it?

>>29092857
I would even let her abuse me.

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>>29092862

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>>29092881
What did she mean by this?

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>>29092857
>>29092881
>>29092940
So what is the point of anonfilly anyways?

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>>29092940
Shimmer has autism and can't into words.

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>>29093573
I began frequenting the general.

It's a bizarre case of Anonymous folded in on and often sexualizing itself by or as a filly pony proxy, and in the process of folding Anonymous in on itself it also folds in a transformation, age-regression, and gender-swapping fetish.

The general consists both of people who want to sexually cuddle anonfilly and of people who want to be anonfilly and get sexually cuddled. Most people alternatingly fantasise about both in the Anonymous singularity.

>>29093629
Sounds like the pinnacle of autistic degeneracy.

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>>29094753
Yes. It's a nice general.

>>29069201
dgmkhoflkj

>>29069201

Twiggles pls

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Whoa!
I think she likes me.

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>>29096376
delet this

>>29094792

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With great power, comes great responsibility. Sometimes the Princess gets tired of managing her region.

>>29069201
roll

>>29097916
it'll all be fine as long as she let's me manage her nether regions

>>29099252
What a bully.

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>>29100081
>tfw you will never help book horse relax

>>29101353
Undeniably the cutest horse.

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>>29101458
Without a doubt.

I said I've been working a green that one of you all requested me to write for a while. He wanted a short and cozy green.

Well.

I just finished it. Ladies and gentlemen, I present to you the perfect date with Twilight Sparkle.

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>>29103666
>“So as you can see, everything is theoretically held together by magic. It serves as the glue that literally holds everything in the universe as one functioning entity. Everything if looked at closely enough is held by these bonds, and throughout the bonds of magic and manipulation of their function, we alter the fabric of the universe itself in a minute fashion to serve our intended purposes!”
>You blink at Princess Twilight Sparkle, one of the greatest lecturers you’ve had the pleasure of getting to see.
>Yeah, your hand is aching from writing notes and your eyes are tired from straining to read the hoof-writing on the chalkboard, but you’re solely focused on the lesson, and the lecturer that's, well, probably a year or two younger (or older) than you.
>However, despite her youth, this Princess has plenty of wisdom to share.
>She smiles with the last bit of her special-guest lesson completed.
>“Any questions?” she asks with an excitable smile, hoping to have some interaction with her ‘students’.
>This does not occur.
>The entire lecture hall and the students within it remain silent, overwhelmed by the intensity of Princess Twilight’s lecture and remain seated, their minds mentally exasperated.
>You don't blame them; it /is/ pretty hard to take in such a vast amount of information on such short a time span.
>I mean, c’mon, you can’t teach the entirety of magic in just 13 hours!

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>>29103679
>It’s like trying to teach a dog to do decipher the Bible.
>Still, even after all this time, you’d think at least one attendee of the lecture, just /one/ warm body, would raise their hoof, claws, tendril, wing or anything else.
>Unfortunately for Twilight, none do.
>Maybe they’re too shy, maybe they didn't follow along…
>Perhaps they, like you yourself, are nervous?
>Why, you know you had several questions of your own, but the fact that /you/ are participating in a lecture helmed by /THE/ Princess Twilight Sparkle has totally made your mind freeze.
>Plus...it doesn't help that, uh, you may have a celebrity crush on her.
>A big one.
>Not too big though, just like, you know, the size after medium but before large.
>...
>...Oh who are you kidding?
>You’re practically obsessed with her like a dorky fanboy.
>You’ve read all of her essays and reports on the functions of magical spells, the theoretical origins regarding the source of magic itself, and how manipulation of magic works.
>And when you say you’ve read all of them, you mean ALL of them--pre and post her coronation.
>Having studied her spells, theories, and what not as you've traveled from city to city, you’ve concluded one major thing about the new face of royalty: she's truly a genius, and with magic capturing your curiosity and being left to your own devices in this alien world, why note study it by supposedly the biggest genius around?
>You look around the room noting that still, other students remain silent.
>You can see the tiniest change in your lecturer’s smile as it turns into a weakly hidden frown of disappointment and dismay.
>Oh boy.
>Raise your goddamn hand, Anon,raise your goddamn hand...
>She sighs, holding onto a false beaming grin to obscure others from seeing her true dismay.
>Her once confident demeanor that she had carried throughout the entirety of her lecture all seemingly has vanished like a disappearing fog.
>Hand won’t raise.
>Too worried pasta will spill.

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>>29103744
>She rubs the side of her leg nervously.
>“I-if you want to ask me anything after class, that's alright too…”
>None answer the call, sadly.
>She nods as if accepting the fact that none wish to speak to her out of either her status or intellect.
>She slowly trots to collect her notes on the stand she had laid before her prior to the session.
>“Well then, if there are no questions, I suppose that's okay then. Suppose it doesn't really matter anyway...My time is up after all,” she says, eyes averting the hundreds of students before her.
>She looks nervous.
>“So I guess if any of you do have any questions that you think of, just ask me on your way... ”
>The entire lecture hall’s attendees immediately stand up and leave whilst clamoring with murmurs and chattering amongst each other as they all practically scramble out the doors.
>All that is left in the entire hall other than Princess Twilight herself is your now raised hand and a vast auditorium of empty chairs, seats, and hurt feelings.
>“...out,” she finishes sadly, her head hung low.
>A frown forms upon her lips as she slowly makes her way to the exit.
>You stand up from your seat.
>You’re gonna go for it.

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>>29103758
“Uh, Princess Twilight?”
>She stops mid-step, her posture becoming erect as she turns around quickly.
>“Yes, yes, I know, I went on too long, didn’t I? I’m sorry it’s just that--”
>You pause, unsure on how to approach this.
>Also, how not to spahetti-mance.
“...Actually, I, um...I had something to ask. Er, about magic, that is.”
>She stops packing her notes into her hoof-bag with her magic, and looks up from the desk she’d laid it on, observing the hall.
>Her eyes scan it for you.
>As she spots you, she tilts her head in meek confusion.
>You smile very awkwardly.
>“...Y-you mean, you were listening?” she asks in confusion.
>She sounds like she’s impressed a little too, bt that could very well be your wishful thinking.
>Garnering up courage, you speak again.
>You hope you don’t faint.
“Heh. Y-yeah, I’m a bit fascinated by magic. I mean, I can’t do it obviously, but, uh, yeah. Heh.”
>Smooth.
>But in your defense, you never imagined first speaking to her like...well...this.
>You’ve never really seen her look “depressed” by something mundane before.
>Seeing her feelings hurt, all of that…
>Read of it in her books, yeah, but seeing her, in the flesh like this?
>It’s been hours since you first came in here seeing her for real and you’ve still not gotten used to it.

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>However, now you see her face shift into a small and intrigued smile.
>It’s impossible for you not to spread a smile of your own at the sight of it.
>“So, wait, you /really/ have a question? Like, about what I talked about? Because you were listening, taking notes, and have a genuine interest in what I have to say?”
>You nod eagerly.
>Nobody just nods stupidly you idio--
>“Oh my Gosh! Yes! Finally! Er, sorry, it’s just that, wow, you have /no idea/ on how little I actually get to answer somepony’s questions after things like this...Um, you wanna come down so I can see and hear you a bit better?”
>You gulp.
“S-sure,” you stutter.
>You make your way to her as you mentally scold yourself for being so cringey.
>You swear you’re not cringey.
>You’re capable, really.
>You approach her from the far off seat in the hall.
>It’s a big lecture hall.
>As she sees you closing in, she squints at you.
>And even closer, she finds herself pleasantly surprised at the being before her, one only she in Equestria has seen more than one of.
>You see the question form on her lips just as she's about to say it.
>“...You’re the human?”
>You blush with a shy nod.
“Yeah, uh, the one that got--”
>“I know, I know...I just thought that you usually traveled around all of Equestria to more “remote” areas. Huh.”
>You nervously chuckle once you stand close to her, like two friends in a conversation.
“Well, ah, I guess you could say I was really interested in going to your lecture, so I made the trip over, you know? Um, my name is--”
>“Anonymous! Yes! Of course it is...I remember when Celestia told me she’d be late responding to my friendship report because she a had a meeting involving you...Oh, I interrupted you, didn’t I? I’m sorry, it’s just that, you know, like I said, I never really have many ponies come up to me after these things, and, well, now I have you, the only human in Equestria talking to me.”
>You blush.

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>>29103865
>Oh my God, she knew about you…
>She quickly moves on, reminding herself of the current topic with an eager look in her youthful eyes and a silly apologetic smile.
>“Whew...I’m sorry, I haven’t even answered your question yet, let alone hear it. Um, I’ll just, y’know, let you ask your question now, heh.”
>...You feel nervous.
>Maybe your question sucks.
>Oh boy, oh boy, Oh boy...
“Er, well, i-it might be a bad one.”
>She shakes her head no with a humored smile.
>“Please, Anon. There’s no such things--”
“As bad questions, just like Celestia said to you.”
>She stops shaking her head, her smile letting up as her eyes hold on to you.
>You've genuinely taken her surprise.
>Almost as if she was touched, she asks in a hushed, yet bewildered, voice, “...You...You read my /books/?”
>You’ve never felt your face get so hot before in your life.
“I don’t have computers anymore. Decided to read...and read...um...it’s a pleasure to meet you by the way, Princess.”
>The almost shocked look on her face turns to an invested, warmer smile.
>“...Believe me, the pleasure is definitely all mine, Anonymous. Sooo...you’re question?”
>Alright, this is it, son.
>Don't mess it up, don't mess it up...
>You awkwardly clear your throat and try to avoid those captivating eyes of hers.
“Uh, yes, I was just wondering something that has, well, eluded me you could say for quite some time. You see, when I read your report on why friendship feeds into harmony, I never quite understood the importance of harmony in the first place. Is it for magic, and if so, what for? Why does friendship and harmony both have such an effect on magic? I at first thought that maybe you were implying them as simply metaphorical place-holders for some other important aspect of the functions of magic, yet it seems to switch from metaphorical to metaphysical, to just plain regular physical. I guess I'm just asking...WHY is friendship magic, and is it truthfully?”

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>...
>Twilight stares at you, eyes wide and her jaw open wordlessly.
>She's speechless.
>Now while that may be good...
>...It may mean you just asked something so stupid that she herself is amazed at your silly monkey brain.
>However, you think that might not be the case...
>Her gaping, taken aback expression turns into a ginormous, open-mouthed smile of utter excitement and splendor.
>She nods excitedly like a little girl offered candy by her parents, fanning her wings out just a bit as her enthusiasm begins to win over your comfort.
>“Oh my Gosh, yes! Yes! Yes, yes, yes, YES! That, Anonymous, is a very, /very/ good question! Yeees!” she cheers, practically pumping her fist--or hooves you should say--in celebration.
>You’re shocked.
>You thought she'd be let down by your question, perhaps only saddening herself further when you ask something so simple that she feels like she did a…
>God, Anon, you’re such a faggot.
>Look, the points is she actually really seems to dig it, and, well, you’re pleasantly surprised.
“Is it really? A good question I mean?”
>“Oh my goodness, yes! I'd love to go over it with you, but, uh, I kinda have to leave the campus soon and I don't think that, er, an "appropriate" answer could be told in, say…” She turns to the clock. “Yeah, I can't go over it in five minutes before they ask me to leave…”
>Now /you/ are the one with the long face.
>You hope you hide your disappointment better than she did when everyone else left…
>You nod at her.
“Oh. I see. It's alright, I understand. Thank you for your--”
>“Um, Anonymous?” asks Princess Twilight, a now...unfamiliar smile on her face.
>Strange.
>Her cheeks are just slightly rosy and her smile is a few centimeters too wide than usual.
>She looks uncertain of...something.

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>>29103758
>>29103799
>>29103865
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>>29104001
You all are reading this, right? I-I made it for you all.

>>29104006
For fucks sake senpai don't you quit on us now

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>>29104001
“Uh, yes?”
“If...if you, uh, y'know, maybe wanna talk to me about your question off of the campus, I-I, well, I just so happen to have a pretty free schedule for the rest of the night!” she says with an occasional stutter, brushing back a part of her mane and flashing a smile. “We can discuss your question more if you’d like to…um, y’know...maybe have some dinner? With me?”
>Her cheeks match yours: a shade of cherry red, one that you wonder if she tries to suppress in the same vain you do.
>An awkward smile spreads across your face.
“...Really?”
>She giggles a bit nervously, twirling her mane with her hooves.
>“Ha, I mean, yeah, why not, right? Just, y’know, talk a little, eat some good food...”
>You nod excitedly.
“Uh, yeah! Sure! It'd be an honor, your highness!”
>She cringes at those last two words, raising a hoof up.
>“Please,” she insists with a playful role of her eyes. “I just recently became an Alicorn after being a simple librarian. Call me Twilight.”
>You cringe at yourself.
“Yeeeah, it felt weird saying that. Ech. Sorry--Twilight.”
>“No problem, believe me. I have to remind my own /parents/ not to call me that every once and awhile. Parents, am I right?”
>She stops herself, a look of concern and a wince on her face.
>“...Uh, that’s not a sensitive subject for you, is it?”
>Yeah, she probably thinks that you miss them like hell.
>You do, but, well...you moved on.
>You had to.
>You answer her with a seemingly more confident smile.
“It’s parents, Twi. Who isn’t it a sensitive subject for anymore?”
>She joking wipes the sweat off her brow with a laugh.
>“Whoof. Just making sure is all.”

>>29104006
i certainly will soon, don't stop

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>>29104042
>After several minutes, you and Twilight Sparkle exit the campus.
>At the streets outside, the night is young and busy, yet like most Sundays such as tonight's, it was quieter than usual.
>The milky light of the rising full moon lightens the world in a silver haze, the twinkling stars just beginning to shine across the inky dark of Luna's divine Nightscape.
>You two just stare at the view for a moment.
>It's nice.
>It's very clear tonight; there are no clouds covering the twinkling stars.
>“Nice night, isn't it?”
>You nod, shifting your eyes to her.
“Yeah. Beautiful.”
>She doesn't know you weren’t talking about the night.
>You extend your hand openly towards Twilight with a smile that barely hides how ecstatic you truthfully are to meet her.
“Um, it is SUCH a huge honor to meet you, Twilight Sparkle. I'm very fond of your work. Y’know, that and the fact you’ve saved the world countless times now...”
>She looks at your hand and places her hoof within it with a pleasant grin.
>You shake firmly.
>She can't help but crack a giggle.
>“You know most ponies don't understand the concept of a "hand"shake, right?”
>...Oh.
>Stupid, stupid, stupid...
“Right. Sorry.”
>She simply shrugs it off with a tiny laugh.
>“It's no problem. I've dealt with similar experiences too once, though the other way around...Heck, I can only imagine the difficulties of adapting to our world. I bet it's been pretty challenging and whatnot,” she says. “I’m really impressed though. I remember how much was in the human world. All those strange phones, those insanely powerful computers...your lives have practically been centered around it, around all that...that noise. It’s easy to become dependent on it, isn’t it?”
“You have no idea. Or, you do, but yeah...it’s tough. It’s left me with little to do. I barely noticed I hadn’t actually written something with a writing utensil til I came here.”
>You sigh, looking up at the night sky once more.

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>>29104099
“...But I look back at the things I had then and realize...it was noise, like you said. Just constant buzzing, constant talking...I miss it, but there’s a clarity I feel without it now. It’s simpler. More challenges, more things. I can’t just go and search for stuff...I have to look for something in a book or two. So I read. A lot.”
>Twilight smiles at that.
>You sigh.
“I’m sorry. That was too much.”
>“No, no, it’s alright, I get it...you’re dealing with change. And believe me, Anon, I “get” change,” she says, nodding to her wings as proof.
“I’m sure you do…”
>...
>Your stomachs growl.
>You both look at each other knowingly.
>You sheepishly grin, confidence rising a bit more quickly.
“...So, I don’t really know my place around here, so I’m hoping that you know some good eats.”
>“I got you covered. There's this one spot not too far from here; they have neat and exotic foods from all over the Equestria and beyond. I think it’s just about several minutes from here. I think. Now, if I recall correctly, you had a question, Anonymous? Care to remind me?”
>You smile.

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>>29104122
...Later

“...So you see, I guess I don't understand /why/ our emotions have an effect on magic. Unicorns and Alicorns can control it through will with their horn, but that's because horns are able to access into the grid of magic the same way an ant uses antennae for, like, directions and stuff. So where does the way one feel come into play when garnering this magic?”
>Twilight walks on the sidewalk next to you, listening intently as you both make your way down Canterlot, the campus fading away in the distance behind the two of you.
>“Well, Anon, that goes into multiple ways one can access magic. Conceptually speaking, magic is everywhere, correct? Therefore it surrounds us; it’s engulfing everything and everypony like we’re in the water of an ocean but you know, just on a subatomic level we can't comprehend! Yet even though it surrounds us—the magic, that is—it goes through everything and /in/ everything as well. See, in between your very atoms, inside your skin cells and everything else, there is magic. Like paper under water, there’s magic.”
>Damn.
“Sounds like it runs deep.”
>“And there's even more to it.”
>You cock a brow in interest.
“How so? Where else can magic go if it's practically everywhere?”
>“Well, you’re thinking of everywhere as if I mean locations across the universe,” Twilight explained. “I, on the other hoof, mean everywhere as in it's literally everywhere, everywhen, and everything. It's in thoughts—ideas, even! You’re thinking about magic as a physical entity, when really it’s as much of an impalpable construct as it is something physically tangible that is wrapped around the entirety of time and space.”
>You nod, stroking your chin in thought.
“I see...so when magic is used and drawn by one, is it pulled from the source?”

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>>29104146
>“Somewhat. We each have magic inside us we’re born with that has been separated from the great source of magic...whatever it is. Theoretically, when we die, our magic goes into it where we have our eternal peace. The magic inside us, however, is a part of that nature we own. When we live and find ways to make contact with the great source of magic, the better we are at using it. If one reaches enlightenment and contacts the great source and begins forming a knowledge of it, Alicornhood is reached.”
>You take a breath from all this.
“Wow…”
>“It's fascinating, isn't it?” asks Twilight, hyped up by having what must be the longest time she's talked about this subject since she was under her mentor’s wing.
“I mean, yeah, but that still doesn't answer what emotions do.”
>Twilight smiles at you teasingly.
“Well, why don't /you/ tell me, Anon? Now that you have a better understanding, try forming your own theory...”
>...Shit.
>You try not to sound like the idiot you are and think extra hard…
>Your theory is loose, in your opinion.
“...So magic’s inside all of us as our own branch that eventually merges back to the source of all magic, right?”
>“Uh huh,” confirms Twilight.
“So understanding the source by making contact with it is a mental understanding from the sound of it, emotions basically control the mood and intention of the magic as they do our correlated thinking with it...right?”
>Twilight claps her hooves happily.
>“Yes! Perfect!”
“Wait, then would that make your emotions the key factor on how your magic acts?”
>Twilight shakes her head no.
>“Nope! That's only for infants. In order to use magic, you have to not let your emotions determine your rational thought.”
“And if you do?”
>“You get somepony like King Sombra.”
>You nod with a better understanding.
>It’s all very conceptual indeed, even psychological and spiritual…
>You ask one more question...

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>>29104173
“Okay, so how does friendship fit into all of this?”
>Twilight simply smiles.
>“Friendship is harmony, Anon. Harmony is balance. Balance must be kept or magic is uneven, thus leading to Loneliness, Anger, Chaos...”
“And since you’re the Princess of Friendship…”
>“...it makes me the Princess of Magic, Harmony, and a little bit more.”
“Whoa…”
>Talk about getting redpilled on the functions of the friggin’ universe...
>You both sigh with exhausted little brains.
>Then you both share a look.
>Then a smile.
>Then a laugh.
>Some tacit understanding between the two of you has finally been reached.
>And it's a good one.
“Wow. We sound crazy.”
>“It helps to be, I can assure you,” she says with a following bit of laughter.
>You find her laughs sound rather cute, making the spaghetti in your pockets transmutate into fluttering butterflies in your stomach.
>It’s an amiable, inviting sound that helps ease tension despite the awkwardness.
>As you continue walking, Twilight stops to speak again.
>“There it is, right around the corner on our right,” she says, pointing her hoof to a neat little hole-in-the-wall place.
>The light-up sign on it reads the establishment’s name as JAUNT’S.
>A nice little name, you think.
>Then, your stomach growls, much to your embarrassment.
>It was much, much louder this time.
>Twilight looks at your stomach, then up at you.
>Her mouth quivers, and she begins to crack up.
>You place your hand on your stomach.
“What?” you ask, “I didn't eat breakfast...or lunch...or anything…”
>“Don’t worry, I’m hungry too. C’mon, let’s go inside. I haven't eaten much either.”
>You really like her.
>Makes your palms a little sweaty.

>>29104006
Don't worry, I'll get you those (You)s that you need. They're the lifeblood of writefags, after all.

>>29103744
>>29103945
>Pictures of Twilight without wings.
Triggered.

>>29104251
You should love all forms of Twilight.

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>>29104189
>The interior of Jaunt’s is nice.
>The two of you sit at a booth after being placed by a polite waiter.
>The restaurant is dimly lit, very befitting of the mood and atmosphere that gel together with the soft jazz band at the end of the room.
>Pretty good size as well.
>About the size of a lobby in a hotel.
>The table is set up rather simplistically with the menus laid out, silverware in folded napkins and all of that good stuff.
>True to Twilight’s word, you find the meals are quite exotic upon the listed entrees, appetizers, starters…
>You chortle.
“Sautéed snake? Roasted roaches?” you remark from behind your menu, lowering it to give Twilight a bemused smirk and a raised brow of the eye.
>Twilight winces, her cheeks flaring a little.
>“What? I-it’s good right? I mean, if it’s not good, we can go somewhere else. I, uh, just thought that since all the food here is for, y’know, different species of all sorts, Griffons in particular, I just kind of thought...”
>You wave your hand, glad for once that you’re not the one who’s getting embarrassed right now.
“It's not a problem. I see some pretty neat stuff on here actually,” you say reassuringly. “What does worry me though are the drinks…”
>“The dri--oh. Heh.”
>Twilight smiles knowingly.
>“Don’t you worry about that, Anonymous. They’re extremely high in alcohol content--higher than most ponies’ intake can even handle. I figured an organism of your size and height might need a little bit more than a tiny glass of cider to get tipsy. I know I do.”
>A lot of intrigue creeps its way across the side of your face.
“You know a lot about me despite us having just met, y’know.”

>>29104259
Of course I do, but how am I supposed to stay immersed when you interchangeably use her inferior form?

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>>29104294
what. fuck off

>>29104294
It's an indisputable fact. Wings allow for better twihugs, twisnuggles, and flying. Also, alicorn magic > unicorn magic. That doesn't mean that unicorn twilight is bad, just inferior.

>>29104359
and alicorn twi is 10x hotter

And here I thought all Twilight was best Twilight.

>>29104537
Now that that is established, where is the rest of the story??

>>29104537
You're right. those guys are just memeing. "unicorn Twilight" and "alicorn Twilight" are one and the same

>>29104560
but alicorn is better

>>29069201
Rollerino

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>>29104280
guess I could say the same about you. You seemed to have read a lot of my work…which, um, by the way is really flattering...Eh heh. How much have you, um, read? If you don’t mind me asking that is?”
“All of it.”
>...
>...
>Her face is on fire.
>“Heh! Y-ya know, for a second there I thought you said you read--”
“All of it,” you say once more.
>Her hoof trembles.
>Her wings fight the urge to shoot out.
>“...All of my books? R-really? What about my essays?”
“Yep.”
>“Self-Organization books?”
“Uh-huh.”
>“...My poetry books?”
“‘Like Autumn Leaves, So Shall Our Friends’ is my favorite.”
>She sits there, dumbfounded.
>“...You READ...ALL of my work?”
“Yeah, o-or at least what I know you’ve done that isn't by a pen-name...if you have one.”
>She leans forward in her seat as her violet eyes twinkle with a shine of interest and curiosity.
>“Really? /All/ of my work? Reports, essays...all of it?”
>You feel a certain redness in your cheeks.
“Y-yep. I’m a huge fan of your’s. This is honestly, like, blowing me away right now.”
>Her cheeks flare as well.
>“A fan? Um, wow, I-I didn’t know I had fans...and I didn’t know how nice they were either...”
“Oh, pfft, I’m just, y’know, literally the only human on Earth, you don’t have be so modest…”
>“...Have you read my--”
>You grin at her.
>She stops herself, gushing with silly laughter.
>“Ha ha...Sorry! Sorry...I just can’t believe that somepony--er, someone--actually not only /reads/ my work, but is really, really cool! It’s, uh, nice to be appreciated by people for more than the usual, and now you’re telling me that I have fans like you?”
“Well of course you do. You’re smart, you’re friendly, you’re writings on magic are incredible...you’re a genius, Twilight, how could ponies not appreciate that?”
>“I don’t know, how could one read /literally/ all of my books?”
>You smile.

>>29069201
God have mercy.
Roll.

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>>29104626
“In chronological order, if you must know. I started from your school years at Princess Celestia’s School of gifted Unicorns before Princess Luna’s return.‘Magic and Legends: Explaining Fables and Myths through Magical Occurrences’ if I correctly recall.”
>She nods happily, enjoying the recognition of her hard work on a piece of her earlier projects.
>“Yeah, I remember that! That's the one that lead me to formulate my theory on the Mare in the Moon to see if it was a true prophecy and not an old pony's tale,” she says giddily. “After that I then wrote a book continuing to further elaborate on—”
>“Pardon me, you two,” says a waiter you swear came from absolutely nowhere. “Sorry to interrupt, but have you decided on your refreshments yet?”
>The waiter is very polite with a voice that has yet to drop into a stallion’s, sounding more like a cute little girl’s unfortunately.
>He’s a young earth pony of 19 you'd say with a coat the color of tree leaves.
>He seems to be new at his job.
>With his straight, orange mane done up in a cute ponytail draping across the shoulder of his suit, he seemed rather feminine in shape, stature, and a little something else despite his male attire.
>If it weren't for the uniforms of the waiters and waitresses, you'd have totally thought you were talking with a very cute mare.
>You nod curtly, looking at the listed beverages.
“Yeah, you know what happens to have the most alcohol outta all of these?”
>The waiter hesitates.
>“I'm...afraid I don't know sir,” he murmurs meekly.
>He sounds like a young girl too.
>Nasally, high-pitched…
>He sounds like one of those bug-eyed girls from one of ‘em North Korean children’s 2-D conditioning Television programs...
>“The Most Expensive Champagne you have then, please,” smiles Twilight.
>Then, as she inspects the waiter, she notes the nervousness in his trembling hind legs.
>Her polite smile eases to an informal grin.
>“...First day?”

>>29104006
Yeah, I'm enjoying it
Mind cutting the slashes out of the /words/ though
Pretty fuggin annoying famalam

>>29104280
>>29104626
Now you're just trolling me. I never should've said anything.

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>>29104673
>The tension in the waiter’s shoulders leaves with his trembling hooves with a shaky sigh.
>“Er, something like that, your highness,” he says with a nervous laugh. “Serving royalty on the first day is also petty nerve-wracking...n-no offense.”
“None taken, I get that a lot,” you tease, earning you a chuckle from both “him” and Twilight.
>“Ha, yeah man, good one...uh, so, the most expensive champagne you said, Princess Twilight? You sure? I-I mean, I can go in the back if you want and check and see what the most potent thing we have is.”
>“If you would, that'd be nice,” she says politely. “So, what's your name?”
>“Keenan Sure, ma’am, at your service.”
>She smiles at the kid.
>“Don't worry, Keenan; I'm just like any other pony. Don't be nervous about a silly ol’ Princess like me.”
>He nods proudly.
>“Absolutely, miss; I'll be right with you in a minute.”
>And with that, he's off with slightly more confidence than a moment ago.
>You look at Twilight, chin resting on your knuckles in thought.
>That right there was why you liked her among countless of other things.
>She doesn't care about being a princess...well, not socially at least.
>The work for her must be right up her alley, but the position itself as a status symbol?
>It’s practically a footnote, if that even.
“That was cool of you, Twilight.”
>“Hm? Me? What do you mean? I'm just like anypony else, just doing my part,” she says, twirling her mane, following it with a flattered laugh.
“Well, maybe, but think about it for a second: you’re down-to-earth, you don't feel like you are above anyone else despite status stating otherwise...”
>You can't help smile admirably at her own grin.

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>>29104099
>“Yeah. Beautiful.”
>She doesn't know you weren’t talking about the night.

>>29104681
Sorry. I would if I could use fucking italic letters.

>>29104706
Yeah, I know. It's only gonna get cheesier. It's literally the perfect date gone unimaginably well. Also fuckin' saved.

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>>29104700
“...to be honest, it's one of the things I think I really liked about you. Of course this was after I started discovering your research during my first weeks in Equestria. My point is, however, that you just talked to a lowly “peasant” and made him comfortable. Why? Because you’re legitimately like that. You’re legitimately friendly. You’re really smart, you’re really cute, you’re really nice...you’re real. You’re not fake.”
>She blushes.
>“I-it's just what anypony would do otherwise…”
>You give her a deadpan smile.
“We’re in Canterlot. This place is almost as judgemental as Manehattan. Even your other Princesses, while nice, don't talk to any random passer-by so casually.”
>“Celestia tries more than you realize. The problem is it's more difficult since she’s so powerful and grand. Luna tries as well. I’ve been helping her through letters. She's practically up-to-date on more current social behaviors, if not a bit more formal.”
>You nod.
“Yeah, more normal because the person she tried to KILL wanted to see her be loved and treated happily, right?”
>“Okay, you got me there...but Cadance also helped her too when Luna got back to Canterlot.”
“Yeah, actually, can you tell me about Princess Cadance? I remember you mentioning her in your books as a babysitter for you at some point. Some childhood stuff. What's she like now? Same? Different? Is she like you are with her position in that she is comfortable being lowly and humble?”
>She chuckles.
>“Somewhat like me. I'd argue she's more like a big sister to the Crystal Empire that took them in. It's easier for her and my brother to interact with their subjects...but they get over-showered with gifts and strange traditions from Crystal-pony culture,” she says. “Cadance is sweet. She's like my sister in a way. I always knew she and a Shiny would marry each other since I was filly, though. Heh. Shiny won’t admit it, but I totes called it.”

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>>29104743
>She sighs pleasantly, then looks at you with a curious gaze.
>Leaning in on her elbows—technically the knees of her forelegs—her eyes are more sharp than before, thoroughly invested and interested.
>“But enough about me,” she says with a playful swirl in her voice, “Why don't you tell me about yourself, hm?”
>Oh, uh, you should have seen this coming…
>Gonna have to tell her.
>Shit, what if she hears something she doesn't like?
>What if you sound like some cringe-lord?
>Or…
>Or maybe she'd find you interesting…
>After all, you’re a traveler with no place to go with no way to get home.
>You decide that, for once, you should do the talking.
>Seems like she wants to know more about you, and hey, it's only fair…
>Her eyes still hold curiosity, urging you to speak.
>You nod.
“Not much to tell, in my opinion. I'm just some regular human dude who landed here, that's all. I got curious about magic because I wanted something to stimulate my brain, and, well, I kinda heard about you from the officials who found me sleeping on top of a church in Vanhoover. They took me to see the then current and only Princesses of Celestia, Luna, and while Princess Cadance was suppose to be there, she was apparently too busy on something else.”
>Twilight nodded.
>“What'd they do when they met you? Were they trying to welcome you to Equestria, tell you about the way our world works?”
>You sway your hand in an iffy manner.
“Eh, kind of. They said that this strange anomaly of an alien being suddenly appearing here hasn't happened before, gave me a citizenship after a trial and several bills were passed, politely gave me some cash, and asked me some questions so that, interestingly, they themselves could do the research. Then, after a few days of having custom-done outfits and attire done for me, I was set to integrate into your society and settle down.”
>“...Did you?”
>You shrug.
>The answer's a bit more complicated than you'd like.

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>>29104803
“Well, I mean, I lost everything. I lost everyone. I have nowhere to go, my future has been canceled, my friends think I’m dead... So, I, with no more career and there being too much work getting into a college for ponies, said: ‘Screw it. I’m gonna do what I want now’. I’ve been traveling around Equestria since...hence why you hear that I travel to remote areas.”
>Twilight looks at you with a look of minor confusion.
>“So you just travel place to place? How come you don't stay somewhere? Maybe find a job and make some friends?”
>You chuckle in response, though it's not the cheeriest one.
“There's not much for me to do in a world where someone's always the best at something...so I just kinda, you know, travel and learn instead. No way to go home after all, so I just keep going further away I guess.”
>She studies you, head titled slightly.
>“...And you use Celestia and Luna’s money for all this still?”
“Oh no, it was only barely enough for a month. I just take up odd jobs...primarily a job I used to do when I was on Earth. If I ever feel the need to learn more, I’ll step in on some public educational lectures, then go on.”
>Twilight nods in interest, enamoured by your vagabond lifestyle.
>“How much travel are you talking about? Like, do you have an apartment here and then go see other places and come back? Or do you actually go from place to place with just enough bits to find a place to stay.”
“The latter,” you tell her.
>Again, she nods.
>Then, something presse her mind.
>Another question, one she deems important.
>She stares at you with her large youthful eyes that go from curious to sympathy.
>“...You must be pretty lonely, huh?”
>...
>You look down at the table.
>You nod.

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>>29104876
“...I’ve made many friends. A lot of friends, actually. The only problem is...well, I can't write to them, talk to them...but I remember them. I always will.”
>“...Are you talking about friends you made here or back from your own world.”
>You look up from the table with a tranquil smile.
“Both.”
>She frowns.
>“...I’m sorry you were taken away from your own life. You probably had a lot of things panned, didn’t you? A lot of friends and parents probably wondering where you are…”
>She stares at the wood of the table for a second.
>“...Tell me about your old life. What did you do?”
>You chuckle.
“It's embarrassing…”
>Twilight gives you a look.
>“Come on…” she urges.
“No, it's, like, really cringey.”
>“Anon, I was forced by one of our GODS to go out and make friends. I'm pretty cringey myself.”
“But…”
>“I'll send you to the moon~!” she warns you sing-songly.
>You laugh, albeit nervously.
“Alright, alright! Just, look, I was just outta school and options were limited. I had one skill I knew I was good at and another job that I had to do to make end’s meet.”
>She looks at you curiously.
>“And…?”
“...I was a massage therapist and fast-food worker.”
>She shrugs.
>“So? That's not too bad.”
“Okay, maybe the massage part isn't, but the fast food—”
>“Anon, you’re barely in your twenties like me. I'm pretty sure that's normal,” she says with an eye role, yet her voice was still assuring. “Besides...I just so happen to love both massages /and/ fast food.”
>You point a finger at her uncertainly, mild surprise covering your face.
“...You /do/?”
>You'd never imagine a Princess chowing down on something like a Big Mac, but...it's surprisingly easy to visualize this cute little pony chomping away some burgers and fries.
“Like, greasy burgers? Greasy fries? Diabetes-inducing shakes?”
>Now it's her turn to laugh in embarrassment as she explains herself.

>>29104897
>“I get pretty intense when I'm hungry. Impulsive. I think it's my metabolism and my brain. Probably me thinking too much that causes me to crash,” she admits. “But, yes, I love massages. I mean, most ponies do.”
>She then looks back at her wings.
>“And with the added exertion of actual flying since my “coronation,” I think I love massages and fast food more than ever now. I mean, do you have ANY idea how much metabolism it takes to fly? I have no idea how my friend Rainbow Dash can do it.”
>You look surprised, nodding your head.
“Well then, guess I over-reacted.”
>She grins, a smile just a cheekily guilty as the one she made before.
>“Yeah, happens to me too.”
>Then, you both are cut off by—
>“Your drinks?” says Keenan Sure, his feminine voice snapping you and Twilight out of your talk with each other.
>“Ah, yes. Thank you very much, Keenan,” smiles Twilight.
>“It's the champagne. Boss said it was the most potent, hence the price. Convenient if you ask me.”
>He places the glasses on the table, pouring in the almost gold-colored liquid.
>“Have you all decided your meal yet? Appetizers? Salads? Anything like that?”
>Twilight looks at you.
>you both shake your heads “no” at each other.
“Uh, we’ll need a few more minutes. Thanks man.”
>“No problem,” he says and politely trots off.
>With that done, Twilight uses her magic to levitate her drink, inspecting her champagne glass.
>As she raises it gently, the dim lights above channel through it.
>You see her smile delightfully.
“Someone’s happy,” you remark.
>“It's not every night when I get to have dinner with somepony,” she says. “Or go out at all…”
>You blush.
“I know the feeling. I'm still a little shocked that I’ve actually got to meet you. Even more shocked I haven't lost my cool. Weird.”
>“W-weird can be good...”
“So weird it's right?”
>She nods.
>“Weird enough to have the best night I've ever with somepony.”

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>>29104936
>She pauses, her face flaming with red-hot embarrassment.
>“...W-we’re on a date, r-right...?” she asks timidly, her voice a faint squeak.
>With flushing cheeks and choking nerves, you clear your throat awkwardly.
“…Y-yes.”
>Her face forms an uncertain smile.
>“...And we’re having fun?”
>You pause, but a smile comfortably emerges from you, and in turn, one from Twilight rises as well.
“I'm having the best time I've had since I’ve come here.”
>With newfound clarity, the tension starts to dissipate as you find yourself breathing without tensing up.
>“You know, I've never really been one for dating; I guess you could say you’ve officially swept me off my hooves.”
>You shake your head no.
“Not entirely true, because I'd say you charmed me into coming here. You were the one who said you wanted to talk with me, the humble murmuring fanboy.”
>“I don't know...Pretty sure it was when you asked me your question that made me want to ask you out. You don't just meet ponies who are smart enough to ask questions like that.”
“...Well, I already kinda liked you before that.”
>Her brow raises with a cute smirk.
>“Oh?”
“You’re going to laugh at me…”
>“Anon…”, she says with a playfully sweet tone that hid false malice. “Did you know the moon is up right now? I wonder what would happen if I…”
“You were my celebrity crush,” you stammer out.
>She pauses, then covers her mouth with her hoof..
>“*Snrk!*”
“Told you you’d laugh.”
>“I'm not laughing,” she says, cheeks reddening.
>She continues to suppress her laughter.
“...I-It's not that cringey, is it?”
>“No, no, it's cute, really! I just totally get the feeling.”
“So you're not weirded out or…?”
>“Anon, you should read my mail. That's creepy. You, on the other hoof, are very, very charming.”
“Y-you too.”
>You both smile.
>You’re having a great time.

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>>29104948
>As your laughter dies down with her’s, Twilight levitates her champagne glass once more, holding it towards you with a cute, eager smile.
>“To friendship?”
>You raise your glass as well.
“To friendship...and a little bit more.”
>Clink.

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>>29104959
Much, much later…

>“Ok, ok...knock, knock.”
“Who's there?”
>“Uh…Uh…I forgot.”
>You both giggle like stupid chimpanzees, grins wide and cheeks scorched red.
>Neither you nor Twilight were drunk...but tipsy.
>Definitely tipsy.
>Maybe a little more, but totally not drunk.
>And, being significantly larger creatures among most ponies, it took a loooot to feel even the slightest buzz of alcohol take an effect on you.
>This tipsiness was something you haven't felt since you first arrived here, and you both welcome it graciously.
>As soon as your chortling dies down, you catch your breath.
>The bill had been paid, now all that was left to do was to go home…
>Because of this, leaving the restaurant made you both feel hesitant.
>“So...uh, wanna walk me home?” asks Twilight playfully, pressing the tips of her hooves together daintily with batting lashes.
>You rise in your seat, chest puffed up and a dignified finger pointing to the air declaratively.
“Why, what gentleman would I be if I did not make sure that her royal heinie is not properly guarded?”
>Twilight giggles like a ditz.
>“So is that a yes or a no?”
“It's an absolutely,” you declare matter-of-factly. “Now onwards! Lest I stumble like an idiot!”
>You both leave the restaurant after making a joke about doors.

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>>29104982
Just a tic later...

>The walk is mundane on the surface, but with some fresh alcohol and liquid courage in you and Twilight’s system, it never seemed livelier.
>Was the most exciting experience in your life.
>You got a bite to eat with Princess Twilight Sparkle.
>Holy shit.
>Not only that, but she thinks you’re smart!
>Man, do you know how big of an honor that is?
>You might as well have the Dhali Llaman come up to you, pat you on the back, point at you with his arm around your shoulder while saying, “This Anonymous guy here? He’s more wise than me and he’s an awesome party-guy. Hang with this dude, my dudes of monkness.”
>You’d never think that you and Twilight would just click and go eat out together on a wild whim, have some drinks, and start singing—more like slurring to any passer-byers—any old song you all could think of.
>The streets of Canterlot were always lively, bustling with loud noises, the palaver of strangers, and the running of carriages.
>But it seemed like a party with Twilight.
>The streets here were not crowded by upperclass equines, famous celebrities, nor tourists.
>No, this area of town was the real deal, where all the shit in the old days a hundred years ago had happened.
>Maybe old buildings in this particular area of town were old, fanciful remnants of a more strict-laced time where one probably would have to cover every bit of skin lest they be labeled a whore.
>Of course, with such an old area, lush history is abundant.
>Not many walk down these old, brick roads excepts for more “artsy” ponies from what you see.
>Some shops that may have served as an old tailor’s place of work now turned to neat shops of niche interests.
>“Neat part of town, huh?” says Twilight, her voice happy and positive, though her pronunciation just a bit lacking.
“Definitely. H-hey, like, how you tried to avoid the main part of town?”
>“I try to avoid crowds ever since my coronation.”

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>>29104996
>Interesting.
“How come? Attention too much? Paparazzi get on your nerves?”
>“Yep,” she says with a trailing chuckle.
>You find her laugh cute.
>You laugh with it so you shall be cute as well.

>“I don't think I’ve been this tipsy since...Pssh, who am I kidding? I rarely drink at all.”
>You flail your arm dismissively, blowing raspberries.
“Oh, c’mon, you’re a princess aren't you? You telling me you don't drink from all that shit?”
>She rolls her eyes, accidentally bumping your hip with her head as she stumbles a bit every now and then.
>“Even if I could, I couldn't. Alicorn bodies don't absorb what the body considers a poison very well. Fights it off so much that you don't get any sort of buzz whatsoever. It takes a lot to get even the slightest bit tipsy, and the stuff’s gotta be outta Equestria…”
>You have the same problem.
“Yeah, intake and size is a bitch,” you say lazily. “I haven't been properly drunk since I came here.”
>“Were you a heavy drinker where you were from?”
>You shake your head no, but grin.
“Oh, no, hardly…but I’ve had my moments.”
>She chuckles harshly at that.
>“Any big regrets? One night stands?”
“Whewf, hell yeah. I once woke up in a guy’s bed, you know that?” you say, reflecting upon the embarrassing memory as if it were the funniest damn thing ever.
>Twilight bursts with explosive laughter.
>“Oh my god, seriously?! Ha! By Luna’s stars, Anon, don't tell me you, like, you know...”
>Something tells you this conversation would be going differently if you were both sober, but with the sweet bliss of potent Griffonian alcohol, you really don't give a sweet single fuck.
“Man, I have no idea, I just got my shit and ran outta there. My butt wasn't sore though, butt I have NO idea.”
>“Any other one-night stands?”
“Three.”
>You grimace with mild distaste for a brief moment.
“I regret all of them.”
>She howls, practically slapping your knee /for/ you.

>>29105052
Really cute so far

More!

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>>29105052
“Hey. Hey, Twilight. Whaddabout you, huh? Did /you/ ever have any one night stands?”
>Her laughter dies down as she shakes her head no.
>“Pssh, no one talks to a dorky librarian, and most are too intimidated by my status to really try anything...but I occasionally try to flirt a little. Actually going out and having dinner, on the other hoof? Pssh, not since I was teen…Which rarely happened. I was too occupied in my studies.”
>She shrugs with a light chuckle.
>“Now I all I got is creepy fan mail. I haven't had someone talk to me like /this/ since you came and started sounding all smart and stuff and...oh. W-we’re here already…”
>You both stop in front of the place Twilight is staying.
>The Royal Palace…
>You stand with Twilight in front of the doors, the guards stoic and staid, solid like rocks and in position.
>You glance at Twilight.
>A little remorse and sadness is shared in both of your eyes.
“Oh. We are here, eh?”
>“Yeah…”
>A pause, one filled with discomfort ensues.
>“So…”
“So…”
>“I’ll, um, guess I’ll be going inside. Of my castle. It was...it was really fun.”
“Yeah, uh, I’m really glad I got to meetcha, Twilight. I’m glad I got to finally meet you. Um, t-thanks for such a great evening, Twilight...uh, we’ll write, okay?”
>“But you don't have an address. You travel, remember?”
>You stop mid-step before your can properly leave.
“...Oh, right.”
>Yeah, you didn't realize it earlier, but you’re always traveling, so how’re you going to keep in contact with her?
>You really don't wanna lose touch with your biggest crush ever…
>You finally met your hero, you had a nice night out with her, and now what?
>You’re just going to have to travel to the next town?
>Will you ever see her again?

>>29105089
>“...Hey, Anon? I-I really had fun tonight. I-I think we should, you know, do this again sometime...but is that even possible?”
>She looks disheartened.
>You do too.
>You answer truthfully with a heaviness in your heart.
“I...I dunno.”
>She frowns.
>“...what if I gave you a job under me? Maybe, I don't know, teach you what I know about magic as well?”
>Wait, what’s this?
>“I mean, if you’d rather continue traveling around Equestria, that’s fine, I get it; but if you really want a place to settle down, get a job...I-I can give you that.”
>You pause.
“...Really?”
>“Really.”
>You go silent, taking this in.
>This is a big offer from a big profile in this world...but then again, you’re in this world as a nomadic bum who can’t land a real job on his own due to not having one specific talent.
>You rest your knuckles on your chin in thought.
>Twilight tries to persuade you.
>“Anon, please. Come with me to Ponyville. I want you there.”
>Her cheeks are flaring up like a rising fire.
>She's asking you to run away and stay with her.
>Well, more like ‘stop’ running away and stay with her, but the idea is still there.
>She likes you enough to the point she's willing to take off with you by her side.
>If that doesn't sound romantic, well, what even is romance…?
“What would you have me do?” you ask with true consideration.
>“Uh….Massages! You give good massages, right?”
“Yeah, I do. Are you saying I should become a masseuse? Isn’t there competition in Ponyville?”
>“Maybe...but you can be my /royal/ masseuse.”
>You grin.
“Oh?”
>She smirks.
>“Yep. So...what do you say?”
>The answer reveals itself naturally.
“Hell yeah.”
>“Good...now ‘unfortunately’ in order for me to properly hire you, I’m afraid I’ll first need you to display your skills…”
>Wait, where is this going?
>“And, well, I mean since you’re right here at the castle...why don’t we let you do it now?”

>>29105114
>She purses her lips, trying not to smile so eagerly, her nervousness, her excitement, and a little of something more reflects right back at you.
>You’re both giddy.
>You two just met, but you really like each other.
>A lot.
>Like, you knew her because you were a fanboy, duh, but this?
>This is a whole new experience on a whole new level; a personal level that transcends idolization which then becomes…
>...friendship.
>And you know what?
>If friendship tonight has taught you anything, it’s that it is magical.
>You came here to learn more about magic, you wanted to know why friendship was so important to magic…
>Fuck it.
>Fuck all it.
>Tonight was magic.
>/Is/ magic.
>She looks at you hopefully.
>“So what do you think? Will you stay with me?”
“...Yeah. Yeah, I will.”
>She smiles belatedly, something twinkling in it that makes you feel cheery.
>“Excellent! So, how much exactly do you charge for--”
“Nah-ah! Nooope! Not getting paid. This, my dear accompanace of this fair evening, is for you.”
>“You don’t give all the mares you meet free massages too, do you? Maybe with a bonus…?” she alludes teasingly.
>You laugh.
“I will tonight if it means potentially landing this job.”
>She beams.
>“Perfect! Here, follow me.”
>She walks you up to the door, the two large guards immediately saluting her.
>“At ease. Anon is welcomed here under my supervision.”
>They open the two large doors, and you enter the castle.
>Lots of maids, servants, guards…
>Looks busy.
>Twilight shoots each one that glances at her a friendly, welcoming smile, acknowledging them each as you walk right behind her.
“So where are we going?”
>“To my room or any massage room in here if you want. Do you need any oils, herbs, something of the variety for this massage? I’m sure the staff can get some for you.”
“Don’t worry, I got what I need in my bag.”

>>29105123
LATER...


>The air is quiet, the lights are off, and in the center of the room sits a long table with warm, heated sheets and a soft head cradle for one’s face.
>At the room’s corners facing the table’s head, two shelves made of wood from the Everfree Forest give the dimmest amount light through flickering candles.
>The cabinets at the bottom of the shelves hold plenty of lotions, oils, and other necessities for a masseuse such as yourself.
>You let the room absorb you for a moment and step out into the castle hallway, Twilight waiting outside the door.
>“So...Is it good?”
>You nod thoughtfully, chin resting on your knuckles.
“Mhm, yes, it’s good...but I’m gonna add something more to it.”
>“Something more?”
“Yeah, it’s called the client.”
>You open the door up for her, and Twilight enters into the dim room.
>It’s quiet inside here.
>There’s a sense of calm at work that really knows how to relax someone.
>The powerful silence feels warm and welcomed, and already Twilight begins to loosen up her body in submission to the relaxing environment.
>She lets out a sigh that sounds like she’s held it in forever with an eased smile.
>You like seeing her this comfortable, knowing that she is truly welcomed to behave as herself in front of you with no consequences.
>She enjoys being herself with you near…
>...And you enjoy being you when she’s near.
“Alright, so have you gotten a massage before or is this your first time having one?”
>Twilight, placing herself on the table under the light covers, looks thoughtfully.
>“Um, in Ponyville, yeah, I’ve had several done on me a few times. It’s a nice spa, but, um, I’m pretty sure it’s all for cosmetic purposes instead of...well...what you have in mind.”
“Don’t tell me they put cucumber slices on your eyes, did they?”
>She tucks herself in, laying her back on the table.

>>29105136
>“Yeah, whenever my friend would go, she’d be tempted to eat them,” she says with light laugh, one that you’ve grown to love.
“Uh, lemme guess...was it Rainbow Dash? Sounds like something she’d do based on your descriptions of her in your books.”
>“Applejack,” she corrects you. “Don’t tell anyone, but Rainbow Dash has a thing about her hooves… They’re also a bit roughed up...I think she doesn't believe in massages and spas. Applejack, on the other hoof has been a couple of times. I...I don’t think she gets it.”
“What’s there not to get?”
>Twilight blushes.
>“Well, think of it this way: an Earth pony who lives on a farm with primary beliefs being based upon tradition passed down in their family probably tends to be a bit less open-minded. Not that that’s bad, mind you, but it’ll make them more questioning to newer things...Like, to her, a mud bath at the spa is just a bath of mud, so why would she spend a bunch of bits on that? Do you see where I’m coming from?”
>You smile, recollecting similar ponies you’ve massaged before.
“Ho, yeah. I remember when I traveled to Appaloosa, they were all weirded out by how I give massages. They’re strong ponies, but, uh, they need to know that an apple a day doesn’t actually keep the doctor away. Or chiropractor. Or massage therapist. Who am I to judge, though?”
>You smirk at the memories.
>What a strange town Appaloosa was...
“Anyways, I’m gonna need you to lay on your stomach for this first part.”
>“Oh, ok...”
>She does so, placing her face in the cushioning of the face cradle.
>The table squeaks as she makes herself comfortable, but eventually she situates herself just fine.
>How fascinating is it that you, Anon of Earth, have managed to not only date your biggest hero, but take her out for dinner and become good, good friends with her?
>Wow.
>It makes you smile.
“You comfortable?”

>>29105151
>“Yep,” she says, voice muffled by the face cradle’s cushioning.
>Of course, many clients say “Yep” too soon because they’re nervous or don’t want to come off as being difficult.
>Because of this, you always ask a second time, just so they are reminded that the session is about one thing only--their comfort.
“Are you sure you’re comfortable? This is all about making you feel good, y’know.”
>She pauses for a moment, hesitating.
>“...Um, c-can I unfold my wings?”
>You’re not dumb.
>You know how wings are here.
>Spreading your wings out, walking around with them like that is, how one would say, lewd.
>However, like any other massage, the masseuse and the client must have an understanding that, well, you know...
>You answer her with a smile.
“Yeah, totally. It’s whatever you want. Just part of the job, right?”
>“R-right.”
>You take a breath in, hands folded together.
>You’re gonna get that good chi and shit, gonna give her the best massage ever.
“Alright, now why don’t you relax, okay? Just relax...”
>You pull the covers on her back down slightly, just below the hips for easier access to her lower back area.
>...
>They’re fine-ass hips, you do so declare.
>The alicorn figure is much more shapely.
>You’ve heard that one tends to start off that way, but that it’s ultimately up to them to take care of their figure after a duration, and if that’s the case, then she’s got a great body.
>Rubbing your hands together to generate warmth, you take a breath.
“Just let yourself go loose. Relieve yourself from all that stress...all the work you’ve had to do...It’s not important. All that matters is you, the tranquility of the room, and your relaxation.”
>With your hands warmed up, you place your hands on her lower-back, using your strong fingers to slightly knead the tangled knots along the base of the bottom of her spine.
>You lean your weight on it, but just barely.

>>29105168
>You’re merely trying to introduce physical contact before getting completely hands-on; in a way, it’s like you’re saying “Here I am”.
>Once you finish with the bottom of her spine, you make your way up slightly, repeating slight pressing of your weight, just barely doing some compression work, pressing yourself against where all these tense muscles are.
>They’re sturdy and stiff, like tangled ropes as hard as stone.
>You make your way up to the scapula of her upper legs, rubbing the tissue deeply.
>You note the surrounding muscles are tight as well, no doubt due to her wing-exertion and her body still getting used to her wings.
>However, you realize the more you press into her, the more she relaxes at your deep touch…
>Eventually, you make your way up to the muscles between her neck and shoulders, slowly and deeply rubbing them, grabbing them, and rowing the tension out with a nice pressure.
>This is where a looooot of tension resides.
>She turns to jello as you work your strong hands.
>It seems that she likes it so far; her breathing has become deeper, her breaths more relaxed sounding.
>She groans in approval as you begin transitioning to rub the tight muscles in her long, elegant neck with your thumbs and fingers pressing juuuust enough.
>You have to be careful with ponies you massage when you consider your strength and size as a human being.
>And, not to brag, but you’re pretty fit, too.
>Walking all day from town to town, eating only organic foods from a nature-loving society, the physical strain of giving deep tissue massages...it all adds up, you see.
>And the result?
>A 6’5” man of 240 pounds with a great buildand low bodyfat.
>The strength you’ve acquired over this time has been helpful to massaging, though.
>True, you have to watch your strength, but you also have to use it.
>Finished rubbing Twilight’s neck, you decide to rub under her scapula, undoing loads of knots and stiffnesses, and do the same with her wings.

>>29105190
>Before you know it, her entire back side has been worked on...except for her “lower” body.
>You look at you “client” nervously.
>She’s in utter bliss.
>You...you’ve done full-body massages before...but…
>You stand for a minute.
>What do you do?
>Touch the butt?
>You usually do, but what if something weird happens?
>What if it’s awkward or…
>...Or…
>...
>...
>...
>The calm breathing of you client stops.
>She rises from the table as she sits up straight.
>“...Anon.”
>Her eyes…
>They shine with something magical--something enchanting.
>She stares deeply into your soul, the world around you becoming nothingness as focus draws to her and her only.
>She sits up on her haunches, the table elevating her to your height.
>She is not but several inches away, if even that.
>Your breathing is heavy with the weight of something deep in your chest becomes heavy, her breath matching yours in what can only be explained as unintended synchronization.
>The room has been flooded with a smoky aura--a tense pause of any social normality as you both sit and stare.
>Neither of you speak with your mouths.
>You speak with your eyes, gazing into one another’s as if inside their pupils were an endless night a beautiful stars.
>You take a step closer, the several inches distancing you becoming a few inches, and a few inches becoming a couple of inches.
>The next words shake the walls.

>“I need you.”
“I need you.”

>>29105205
>Like a flash of lightning across a sky of blackness, you both latch on to each other with a thunderous clap of passion rumbling within your centers.
>Your lips touch her own, and it’s as the world exploded into a flurry of flames.
>The soft, pillowy skin connecting with yours sending electrifying and powerful urges--powerful needs--that must be quelled by an alien hunger you nor her have ever had to satiate before to such an animalistic and primal extent.
>Her long, elegant forelegs drape themselves behind your neck, resting upon your shoulders as her lower legs entangle themselves around your waist.
>She draws your groin nearer to her sex, and it’s heat practically breaths through your pants.
>It still doesn’t feel close enough.
>You want to feel her.
>You need to feel all of her.
>/ALL/ of her.
>You slowly lay your hand upon her face, cupping her cheek lovingly as you gently slide down along the curve of her smooth back, creeping down further and further into daring territory.
>Your hand lays upon her plush rear and you pull her closer to you.
>You’re rewarded with her soft and loving coos.
>As your mouths slowly dance with one another, the taste of champaign from back when remains tinged on the tips of your tongues, the flavor of Griffonian liquor adding an extra-sense of what you almost feel is “class” to this exchange between two lovers.
>A moment later, you see that her technique is unrefined.
>She’s new to kissing.
>If she mayhaps be just a “bad” kisser (to you there can never be a “bad” kiss), you don’t care.
>You’ve only kissed women several times in your life as well.
>You’re probably as inexperienced as her.
>Not that it matters.
>You both like what you’re doing, and you crave more of it; passion like thrashing waves crashing you together in a hungry, powerful moment of utter trust.
>Love at first sight.
>It’s sacred.
>Holy.
>Running out of air.
>Need.
>Breath.

What a blessed night, this is a lot of green

>>29105223
>You both pull out of the kiss, veins rushing with adrenaline, and your chest aching for oxygen.
>Your head feels fuzzy, like you’ve been in a haze of instinct and tranquility.
>It feels good.
>As your pants mix with Twilight’s, eye contact is made yet again.
>She lets out a dogged moan.
>You realize how great it sounds to hear her moan.
>My God, you want to hear it more.
>Your hand cups her supple ass cheek, it’s soft roundness melting into your palm.
>Another moan, this one higher.
>Holy shit what an ass.
>It feels extraordinary.
>Such shape...
“...”
>“...”
>You don’t need words.
>She spreads her legs out on the table; a gentle nod with large, trusting eyes stare at you caringly.
>Her royal flower leaks in precious liquid arousal.
>It looks beautiful.
>Like art.
>It’s barely been touched by the looks of it, a delicate chamber of fine shape and beauty like none other, throbbing in desperation for none other than you, a simple fanboy.
>You stare at her marehood.
>A vagina has never looked so perfect.
>It winks.
>...
>You know this is wrong.
>You haven’t had sex in this world because it’s wrong.
>You’re a human.
>She’s a pony.
>...
>It doesn’t matter.
>She’s no mere animal.
>A mere animal can’t be a princess.
>This is a thinking, loving, sentient person.
>A princess.
>A pony.
>And you love her more than you have ever loved a woman before in your life.
>Her soaking cunt quivers in anticipation, her breaths puffing eagerly.
>Her eyes gaze upon you softly.
>“I love you, Anon.”
>You heart cries.
>You love her.
>You want to marry her.
>Have a /life/ with her.
>You want to spend every day, moment, and second with this beautiful being.
>You smile.
>You didn’t know love before.
>But today has taught you about love--real love.
>You kiss her by the tip of her horn, eliciting a sharp inhalation of breath.
>You rest your foreheads against each other.
“I love you too, Twilight.”
>

>>29105234
>You grab your member in your hands.
>She looks at it, then at you.
>You line your length up with her.
>Your prick waits just outside of her.
>You look at each other.
>“...I’m your’s.”
“No. /I’m/ yours.”
>A warm smile is shared.
>She nods.
>It’s time.
>You take a breath and gently push the tip or your stiffened organ against her entrance; the softness of her purple lips makes you feel excited.
>It feels...nice.
>She breathes shakily, biting her lips as you slowly begin to enter her, pushing past her lips and entering yourself into an entirely different world.
>It’s a world blessed with warmth and pleasure, her inside-walls with the help of her naturally tiny frame causing her to practically clench around your member tightly.
>It feels godly.
>Your girth expands her slick walls as she lets out a panting moan that elevates into loud, unidentifiable sounds.
>You continue to slide inside of her, slowing sinking deeper through her godly tunnel.
>You try not to groan, but it’s too enriching not too.
>Her silky walls against your prick’s surface, the warm juices that makes sliding into her feel all the more intoxicating…
>It’s sickening how much you find such strong satisfaction in this...or rather in /her/.
>Your human-length forces her tiny pony body to squirm, numerous “oohs” and “aahs” making their way from her throat as she wriggles and writhes.
>Her hooves are trembling--shaking--as they try desperately to remain steady anchors draped across your shoulders and waist.
>Then, you hilt.
>At this point, Twilight is gasping, languishing in the sickeningly satisfying sensation of complete and utter fullness from the inside, a mysteriously sanguine feeling of lewdness unlike any other causing her to make small ditzy laughs in an odd form of devilish deliciousness.
>She sits, resting upon your cock like it were its pleasurable sheath.
>As she adjusts herself on top of you, loud breaths expel from her mouth.

>>29105337
>She stares at you in bewilderment, her stomach breathing in sharply through slight moments of pleasure.
>“H-how’ve you not cum by now?”
>Stallions last for a short amount of time.
>But you’re no stallion.
“I’m a man,” you say finishing your thoughts. “It can take me as much as ten minutes for me to first cum.”
>She stares at you incredulously.
>“Buh-By the Sunrise…” she gasps in astonishment.
“We can go for that long. If you want.”
>“...How long you think you can go for?”
“Been a while. Pruh-Probably be like, unh, five minutes. I-I think.”
>She’s trembling with your log inside of her.
>You’re trembling, being inside her.
>It feels great, but you’re both ready for something greater.
>“Y-you better, unnh, g-get to work then….”
>This night /literally/ can’t get any better.
>Except it does.
>Oh boy, it does.
>With her tightness squeezing you for all you’re worth, you try to pull out.
>It’s a strenuous task, but as your cock slides out of her, brushing against her wonderfully textured walls, it becomes a pleasurable one.
>An incredibly pleasurable one as you pop out of her with a groan.
>She breathes out through her diaphragm, proceeding to bite her bottom lips as she barely contains her sounds of approval.
>Once your member is free from being inside of her, you find yourself disliking it.
>It...feels cold.
>Like when you just get out of bed, how you don’t want to leave that warmth…
>You glance down at her cunt, staring at her lips again.
>They were puffy before in eagerness, but now they’re enraged; that pussy might as well be screaming for a lover to please it once more.
>“Y-you can go back in now...Puh-please...”
>Oh thank God.
>You insert yourself back inside her delightfully enriching hole once again, this time, taking less time to slowly place yourself inside of her.
>Instead, you slowly thrust your length up into her.
>“Unnnnyuagh!”
>It felt great.
>Oh God, it’s so good.

>>29105354
>You pump into her again, more feverishly, humping her with precise rhythm as her splendid muscles attempt to friggin’ milk your john for its seed.
>Were you a stallion, maybe you’d have come.
>You’re not, and you instead continue, much to Twilight’s insane pleasure.
>She cries out your name like a song to the heavens, a word which meaning changes as she cries it whilst you explore deeper and deeper inside her royal chamber.
>Your thrusts become less forgiving, and any fears of being too rough have gone and go as she gives no protest, just howling cries and massive jolts of her body.
>She bounces with each powerful push inside of her, the constant stimulation and the extreme size and girth of your length causing her to unleash a tantrum of enthralling yelps and shouts.
>You plunge into her tightness relentlessly.
>So fucking tight.
>Your chest goes red as the inner flames of passion and exertion rise, your well-built musculature starting to glisten with sweat with Twilight’s scorching-hot body.
>Her bewitching eyes struggle to remain fixed on you and you alone, the powerful sensations of shocking pleasure like never before throwing her mind into a splendid mess of lust-driven disarray.
>She doesn’t know where to look, the euphoria in her mind calling out to all different places at once.
>Where does she look?
>Your cock sliding in and out of her?
>Your charming eyes?
>Your well developed abdominals?
>She can’t decide, and as a result her frenzied mind causes her to blink rapidly, staring at whatever feels right.
>And what feels right to her, it seems, is witnessing her aroused slit be mercilessly ravaged by your girthy log as it brutally brings a furious level of absolutely insane world’s worth of the greatest pleasures.
>You don’t blame her for looking there.
>It’s a damn good sight.
>Too good, honestly.

>>29105364
>Eventually, you notice her diaphragm starting to clench, has ass cheeks tightening in tandem with a strange feling in the pit of her stomach.
>“Oouagh! Unh! I-I think I’m gonna e-exploooode……”
>Her entire body tenses up, her flexing muscles shaking as hind legs tremble like an Earthquake.
>You’d go faster.
>But you’ve been at your fastest for a while now, and it’s only been getting better for her.
>Instead, as her big finale builds up, you speak to her for that extra little bit of lewdness.
“Twilight...Twilight, I wanna see you.”
>“Wha--?”
“Look at my face. I want you--no, /us/-- I want to remember this.”
>You brush away part of her sweaty mane from out of her eyes, her breath hot as steam puffing against your forearm as you do so.
>Breathing heavily, you stare into her beautiful eyes while thrusting.
>Her face is trembling with the strain of pre-orgasm, a mixture between euphoric, exhilarated, and exasperated.
>Yet you continue to stare into her eyes.
>It’s quickly that she soon stares into yours.
>Her moans begin to rise in pitch to the point of no longer being moans at all but whines, whimpers, and cries.
>Then it happens.
>The world ceases of all movement whatsoever and the room goes still.
>All sounds of her affection immediately cut-off.
>Her lavender body, matted with sweat, goes rigid in your arms, her eyes that stare into yours widening as her jaws gapes with a silent scream of pleasure that’s at an octave, not even she can reach it.
>With a final thrust into her, the clenching in your own stomach begins to win you over as her vaginal walls tighten much more powerfully than before.
>You begin huffing, puffing, and groaning...and finally, you hilt inside her.
>Then, it’s as if the beginning of this venture repeats.
>You and her, cumming together with the intensity of a bright flash of lightning across a black sky, your bodies rumbling like the thunders of God…

>>29105381
>...All while staring into one another's eyes as heaven and euphoria take you both.
>Like a dam bursting, you let loose and she erupts like a volcano.
>Your cock spurting out thick and warm seed like a shot-gun up into her sacred womb.
>She shakes severely as warm nectar of her marehood spews back at you.
>You both moan heavily, sinking into sickening pleasure as much as you sink against the other’s warm, sweat-laced body.
>Your body feels numb, only waves and waves and waves of the greatest fulfillment continually jolts through your body.
>...
>...
>...
>...Twilight.
>Once the enriching experience of climax has ended, you still stare into one another, your faces close.
>Steamy breath of hot air expel from the two of you in huffs.
>She smiles a tired, exhausted smile, one that you share.
>A jaded hoof, still shaky from the shocking power of orgasm, makes it’s way to your cheek slowly.
>You cup hers as well.
>“I...that was...”
“Yeah...it was.”
>The silence in the room is heavy as if the universe were held on mute.
>It’s just you two now.
>Nothing else matters.
>Just you.
>And her.
>“...I can’t feel my legs. Pretty good for a ‘fanboy’ if ya ask me.”
>You’re too tired to care about your blush.
“Thanks…”
>...
“I...I really love you.”
>“...Then stay with me in Ponyville.”
>A tear drops.
>You smile.


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GIVE ME (YOU)'S I WORKED HARD FOR IT.

>>29105485
You

>>29105485
i can't read it right now, but i thank you in advance, based writefag

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>>29105485
TAKE MY ENERGY WRITEFAG
(YOU) (YOU) (YOU)

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>>29069201
Rawling.

>>29105485
You. Nice job writefriend

>>29105485
i didn't like your green at all, but this (you) is for you

>>29106032
Sorry you didn't like it, but thanks for your honesty man. Hope it wasn't too awful to get through.

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what do yall think of this

>>29106357
Doesn't look like mlp but its very well done.

>>29106421
It actually probably is mlp. If you look closely, you can see twilight's cutie mark, and then you have the horn and wings. What throws me off is the shape of the body and muzzle, the colorations, the halo, and the weapon(?). Also, I'm not sure on the amount of joints in the front hooves, but it looks kinda off? Anyways, it certainly isn't terrible, it just kinda confuses me.

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>>29105485
unf

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>>29105485
yiss this is good

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>>29105485
Here's a (you) writefag

>>29105485

Very good! Your pacing is a bit off and the explanations of "How I got here" was a bit unnecessary IMO - gods know I've been guilty of that - but the story is really well done, the characterizations are pretty on-point and it was kinda cute.

>>29105485
Cute story anon

if you want constructive feedback, well, work a bit more on describing facial expressions. You're pretty decent at it, now it's time to become good at it.

>>29104443
Yeah her long neck and curvy chest are hot as shit

>>29107890
Just to add an example of how you could improve, don't write things like "twinkle of interest and curiosity", it's more than enough to say her eyes twinkled.

Wait why did >>29104362 get deleted? It wasn't violating any rules.

>>29108083
Nyx. Need I explain further?

>>29108098
That sounds pretty biased. It's a twilight thread and the OP was her being motherly. It's only logical for Twilight + motherly themes to be with her first fanon daughter. Fucking newfags I swear to god.

>>29108125
Nobody likes Nyx.

>>29108129
Nobody hates her either. It's just a bandwagon meme gone so far no one ever looked back. It's Zamasu tier delusional.

>>29108134
You must not have heard me. NOBODY LIKES NYX. Nobody whose opinion matters, anyway.

>>29108141
Well good thing you're revoking your right to opinion. When you see everything you don't like as trolling or shitposting that's when things get derailed. Your petty hatred over her has helped derail. You're no better than Glimmer supporters or haters. At least Glimmer hatred is justified. She can damage a show by being on it, Past Sins is a non-canon fanfiction and fan product. The only thing it's damaging is the mental stability of autists like you with a raging hateboner whenever you see her. I severely doubt you even know why you hate her you just do and think "well others hate her so that's reason enough" it's so stupid and petty that you genuinely believe getting mad over her is the best course of action. I would hate to see how you react to social interactions. But you're probabily a coward so you wouldn't dare to react.

>>29108083
Because OP has a brain.

>>29108159
It's honestly amazing how instead of any practical discussion. All you can do is wordsling. And that's the majority of /mlp/

>>29108083
Because Nyx a shit.