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RGRE: Reversed Gender Roles Equestria

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>>29814212
i want to hold her claws with my waifu while i breed her
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>>29814212
I will corrupt that little horse girl.
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What would constitute, or at least help constitute a well balanced, self sufficient (in a sense) herd? Someone to make and mend clothes? Someone to help with the cooking? Someone to help enchant various things to make them more useful?
This may or may not be important.
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reposting prompt
from
>>29814155

>Single Anon is bros with Spike
>Ember comes for a diplomatic meeting
>Anon flirts with some of the lower dragon delegation, helped by their predator fetish
>Spike sees this and asks for help with his main crush
>Worse Whorse (after Trash)
>Anon helps Cyrano spike to woo his lady friend "Rarity"
>Accidentally ignites Embers spark for Spike with accidental apex predator wooing advice
>Rarity sees through spike and falls for Cyrano Anon, with all his romance-schromance

>Ember pursues spike
>Rarity pursues anon
>Spike resents anon
>Anon doesn't want to spite his bro

>drama
wat do?
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>>29814255
Easy.
>Woo Ember.
>Send Rarity Spike's way with a bit more help.
>Fuck Ember full of your young.
>Start the first herd with dragons ponies and griffons.
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>>29807784
See this
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>>29814295
>Anon finally learns why he's so popular amongst Ponyville's pegasus population
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>>29814339
>you will never inadvertently molest a large portion of Ponyville's pegasus population
>they like it
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>>29814295
>Apparently Anon is a literal incubus corrupting the minds of mares for his own nefarious purposes that the princesses will not comment on.
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>>29814381
>incubus
I really want to read something like this.
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>>29814352
>Anon is unaware of his bad-touching
>Begins a relationship with some mare
>Jealous, several pegasus mares tug feathers out of their wings and make angry crowing noises when they see Anon and his marefriend
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>C'mon Anon, you can do this. Just like Celestia instructed.
>Get in there, strut your stuff and finish this war before it begins.
>Both dragonesses that lead you here open the wide door in front of you.
>As you step inside you notice the only occupant sitting atop her tremendous horde.
>The door behind you slams shut, leaving you alone with the royal dragoness.
>A few solid gold coins topple and roll from the gigantic pile as she slithers down from her vantage.
>"So, you are the pitiful creature that has threatened my kingdom?"
>She crawls over to you, serpentine and dangerous.
"Well, more like 'bartered with'."
>Her eyes narrow as she stands up at full height in front of your, her hot breath escaping her fiery mouth as she speaks.
>"You dare to insult a Queen by wagging your silvery tongue, beast!?"
>You are about to flinch when you notice her full height is still a whole foot shorter than you.
>She seems to notice too if the indignant yet surprised looks she's giving you is anything to go on.
>You gain a sly grin.
"Don't play dumb with me Emby"
>Her face takes on a tiny blush as you give her a pet name.
>"Insolent male whelp! You dare-"
>You grab her by her scaly waist; pulling her close to your body.
"We both know what my kind is capable of, Dragon."
>Her face falters at your actions and words, she desperately tries to keep the facade of stoicism up, but her growing blush betrays her.
"The war would be ultimately fruitless."
>You run your hand down her side, resting it on her smooth ass cheek.
"I would 'spear' every dragoness that comes close."
>Her face shows open fear now, the wetness on her thighs indicates her arousal however.
"Luckily, I come to you with a compromise."
>You slap her on the ass, causing her to yelp.
"Sacrifice yourself to me, and no dragoness will feel the wrath of my 'spear' or 'silvery tongue'."
>She breaks from your grasp, falling to the ground and shuffling to her horde desperately.
"You on the other hand, will feel them daily."
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>>29814409
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>Anon shares human stories about dragons
>Sigurd, Saint George, all the classics
>Twilight is horrified at Anon's casual attitude toward the systematic genocide of a species
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>>29814409
oh my
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>>29814339
>>29814352
>The entire Wonderbolts squad appears in Ponyville
>They have one mission:
>Generate enough lift to permanently move Anon's house, and him with it, into the clouds
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>>29814409
I want to dominate Ember the dragon lord sexually
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>>29814484
>She's also in awe of the dragon gods of old.
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>Socially-awkward pegasus wonders if she's part of a herd after Anon absent-mindedly pats her on the back
This new birb information is amazing.
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>>29814409
Diamonds are soft compared to my cock at this moment.
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>>29814530
I NEEEEEED IT
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>>29814530
>>29814612
>"A-Are we married now?"
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You know, this bird-molesting info really sheds new light on the way that Rainbow Dash would go to Anon for a back/shoulder massage after a workout.
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>>29814409
I-Is this a prompt? Can I write this?
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>>29814671
Go ahead
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>>29814513
DEMAND NOW!
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>>29814295
Make it actually tie into RGRE you cunts. So many prompts, yet so few stay in line with the thread.
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>>29814624
>just shows up next morning in his house making him breakfast
>anon doesn't even ask why just rolls with it
>crazier stuff happens in horse-land anyway, free homemade breakfast is nothing to sneeze at

>socially awkward to the point of silence
>always around him somewhere
>her feathers are always sticking out of his cloths no matter how many he cleans off

>so socially sheltered she's constantly blushing at all his cloths
>Anon never knows they are horsemarried, but is the lewdest with all his platonic affection

>She's aggressively protective of him
>he doesn't quite know it

>Everything was going fine, until the fire nation attacked (her first heat)
>she's doesn't want to damage her lewd virgin husbando
>she asks him what the birds and the bees are
>he tries to explain as if to a friend
>her lust filled mind just takes over
>rape
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>It's 7/4
>It's raining prompts
Hallelujah
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>>29814706
And apparently missiles. https://www.rawstory.com/2017/04/the-united-states-just-launched-50-tomahawk-missiles-against-syria-nbc/
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>>29814671
Just a short, Anon. Feel free.
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>>29814706
>Raining prompts
>Minimal writefaggotry
Like clockwork
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>>29814771
wat?

this is why we cant have nice things
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>>29809777
Who wrote this story?
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>>29814771
Give me a break Anon, this next chapter is 6000 words long and a bitch to edit. Shorts are the best I can offer right now.
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"Oh Shiny I know you want a foal but you know that alicorns are sterile."
>"Oh is that the problem? That is easy to fix!"
>You give him a confused look
"What do you mean? How can you fix that?"
>Shiny gets up from where he was on the couch and rushes to the phone
>"Well I~ cant fix that. There is one pony who can."
"Shiny please tell me you aren't calling Twily. I love the girl but I would rather her not use my body as a science project."
>He chuckles that cute little chuckle of his
>"No no no. You see the Sparkle family has an old friend who helps in times like this. We call him "The Surrogate""
"The surrogate what?"
>"Just the surrogate. You see any time a sparkle mare cant get pregnant the family calls him up. For some reason he can imprenate even sterile mares and his foals always come out strong. That is why house Sparkle is the most numerous and magically inclined noble house. He has been doing his job for CENTURIES."
>Your jaw drops as he explains
"Wait, centuries? So he is some sort of withered old stallion?"
>An image of an impressively ancient stallion fucking you makes you shiver
>You love Shiny but you are not sure you are into wrinkly old cock
>"Oh no he doesn't age. Also he isn't really a pony. He is a human and...well he is sort of like a minotaur but with less...cow?"
>You cant even picture it
"So you are going to call him up and...what?"
>"Oh well he will come and you two will"
>He scrunches his nose and motions with his hooves
>"And when he is done you will be pregnant. Now shush I need to make a call."
>You sit and think about some minotaur plowing your slit
>It doesnt take long and you feel the juices flowing
>"Hey dad? Yeah well it turns out that Cadence is sterile. Is there any chance you could call Anon? Oh he is in the room right now! Great! Can you get him a ticket to come over? Thanks! Also you might tell Twilight now is the time if ever. You know she has trouble talking to stallions. Alright Love you. Bye."
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>>29814824
>He hangs up the phone and turns to you
>"He will be here in a week! I hope you are ready to be a mom cause when he is done you will be one."
>You want to be excited about the prospects of parenthood
>The only problem is you are far to excited about getting a guilt free romp with some exotic stallion.
>Him knocking you up in the process just makes you wink all the faster
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>>29814781
>>29814808
You both misunderstand. I'm not complaining, just pointing out the difference.

I'm actually looking for something to write about, but nothing has sparked interest.
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>>29814807
It's Trevis. From Xenophilia Thread.
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>>29814839
we just came off last thread with the discord autist so you can see how belittling promptfagging would look in poor form old chap

besides, what sparked your interest last time?
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>>29814824
>"Hey dad?
My fucking side.

This is the true RGRE.
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>>29814771
>>29814252
Not him, but I am trying to gather opinions for something.
Guess posting at the start didn't help as much as I thought.
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Do you remember when I wrote stories?

Pepperidge farm remembers.

Maybe you too will remember this story - it starts off from here: https://pastebin.com/FRFeTU3N

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>"No."
"Mmm."
>"Nonny, ahm' serious-"
>You rest your hand on Applejack's cheek, gently nudging her out of the way
>"W-we can get whatever it is you need tomorrow, Anon. We can all go together an-"
"Flutterbutt, girls, come on. It's been like, 5 hours and I'm sick of this shit. Let me just go-"
>You feel a tight, vice-like grip on your legs, and look down to two bright blue, wet eyes. "NoooOoooOoOOOOooo~"
>Sighing, you let your arms hang at your sides - which your pegasai mares take as an opportunity to form voltron on you
>You're apparently the very warm core now
>Also known as ANON, THE DELICATE LITTLE FLOWER
>And it's been about 3 days since your tomato incident
>Your completely harmless, somewhat tasty tomato incident. No matter what you say or do, your herd now refuses to let you out of their sight.
>On one hand, it's nice having the girls around so much - you really get to have some good conversations and learn about their pasts and really... just bond
>They also help around your house, sprucing it up to be a little more pone-friendly
>And they're more than happy to help with some of the houseprojects you've been meaning to knock out
>It really *is* useful having a mare aroun-
>You grumble internally at the realization
>Fuck. This place is getting to you
>On the other hand, they're fucking everywhere around you all the time forever
>At first it was SUPER COMFY
>But then they wanted to follow you into the kitchen... every time
>And hang out with you on the couch when you wanted to read... every time
>And make sure you were escorted everywhere - even to your mailbox... every time
>You had to draw the line with 'helping you bathe' or 'watching you poop' but, knowing the girls, there was probably a secret hole or two-way mirror now installed
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>>29814921
YOURE BACK
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>>29814921
>N-not like you posed while drying off or anything, b-baka
>You had to be adamant and put your foot down when they wanted to help you and a few of the guys burn the traditional "welcome, You're such a great ADDITION to our town" plusses infront of Zecora's booth
>It's called "GUY'S Night Out" for a reason, girls!
>Anyway
>You've been fighting with your herd all morning - with a lunch break mind you - and now into the early afternoon over
>Get this
>Going to the ponice station to fill out a report.
>Yeah. Going to the most secure little building in the middle of town is super-deadly
>"But that doesn't mean you won't get foalnapped on the way there, Nonners! Someone was hunting for YOU! Besides, paperwork is terrifying-"
>You wiggle your feet, gently tummy-booping Pinkie
"First, ponko, what have I told you about reading minds?"
>"Sooooo-rrrryyy~"
"Mmm. Second, I've been in this town now for over a year or so. I'm physically stronger than a majority of ponies-"
>"But not all of them, Anon!"
>A monochrome mane floods your vision as Daring Do hover-nuzzles your front, gently alighting onto your chest
>Finally finishing forming your pega pony power armor
>"Trust me! There are some jungle tribes that even *I* don't tangle with - there are some in the Amarezonian whose colts can even beat a grown mare into a pulp! And you're not trained in any form of self-defense-"
"I don't need self-defense when I've got THESE GUNS-"
>You pull your arms from your side and flex your MASSIVE BICEPS
>in your mind.
>In reality you start to struggle against your pegaponypowerarmor, which only encourages them to tighen up
>Come on, you can beat two ponies!
>I mean, one of them is an athlete, so...
>You focus on the arm Fluttershy is clamped down on
"-THESE.... GUNNNNSSS~"
>Come on you fuck
>COME ON IT'S YOUR RIGHT ARM - SWIFT, JERKING MOTIONS IS ALL IT'S GOOD FOR
>YOU HAVE TRAINED CEASELESSLY ALL YOUR LIFE FOR THIS MOMENT
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>>29814927
>You miss the look your mares are giving each other as you focus all your inner chi on your right fucking arm
>You imagine circles of power eminating from your hand
>It burns with an awesome power
"-UUUUUUNNNNSSSS~"
>"A-anon, love, please-"
"UUUUHHH- HOW. HOW?"
>A purple head peeks around the corner, looking you up and down with a soft smile. "Well, firstly, Rainbow Dash is an athlete-"
>Sighing, you relax your muscles, staring nonplussed at Twilight
"Yeah, but Flutters? The sentient, soft downy pillow of the group?"
>"H-hey, I am not soft! I am p-padded and c-cold weather r-resistan-"
>"-I mean, to be fair she does wrestle bears, Anon."
>You blink and then look at Fluttershy, who mumbles softly into your shoulder as she makes eye contact with you
>"...s-sometimes Mr. Bear doesn't take his medicine..."
>You sigh
>"... so like I was saying, Anon. You could get foalnapped, you could get hurt or even raped out there!"
"I'm not totally defensel-"
>"Anon you can't even shake off a small frolic of ponies; you don't have the muscle density to-"
>Your eyes go wide
"Are you saying-"
>Twilight continues, talking slightly over you
>"I'm just saying you don't train - you're not strong enou-"
>THIS LITTLE HORSE JUST SAID YOU DIDN'T LIFT
>DO IT! DIG DEEP
"HUUUUUUUU-"
>As one your group sighs
>"Anon, babe, come on, it's no-OOAHAAOOOH~"
>Rainbow's complaint dies in her throat as you dig in deep and find that special kernel, that spark of light that makes man dominant on his own home and on every planet he treads upon
>That special thing that makes all of mankind unique
>That regardless of species we come across, regardless of time, culture or even ethics
>We will always have the ability to twist teats on demand
>Rainbow moans and fidgets on your left arm, before growling and biting your shirt
>But the most important thing is that her hooves have released from your sides, now gripping your arm properly
>Which means you can move it
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>>29814933
>You look at Fluttershy again, and she eeps softly as she feels your arm turn against her belly, hand splayed against her crotch
>She relents
"There, see? Stronger than pones-"
>"Anon that proves nothing."
"Daring. It's Ponyville-"
>"So?! IT HAPPENED ALREADY."
"And I'm just saying, I lived quite alone before you pones came into my life-"
>"And that thought keeps me up at night, Anon! Based on my observations of our time with you, Before us you had a 68% chance of daily accidents-"
"-I'm all arms and legs-"
>"-a 21% chance to lose contents in your messenger bag when you went out-"
"Look, none of your horse clothing has pockets in it and sometimes I forget-"
>"-and a 7.0408% likelyhood that your background ara-ara-ing at townsponies' antics could rip the fabric of space asunder, plunging all of Equestria into the gibbering maw of the blind idiot god! And that's higher than during my battle with Discord!"
>Your lightning-quick mind comes up with the most delicious comeback
>You fight the mighty desire to cover your mouth and fufufu like a faggot
>Focus on the prize, anon
"I mean, it's small enough to be harml-"
>" My calculations are within two Standard Deviations, Anon."
"So-"
>"STANDARD. DEVIATIONS. ANON."
>You throw up your hands - which means you basically raise the asses of Rainbow Dash and Fluttershy to the ceiling - in exasperation
"For Fuck's sake, girls! I can't be housebound forever-"
>There's a pause
>...
>You don't like this pause
"No."
>"Now Anon, We can do some really interesting things with illusory magi-"
"No."
>Twilight scrunches up, sitting down with a hearty *fwump* onto the hardwood floor
>"W-we just wanna protect you, nonners~"
>You look down at Ponkapo
>She looks up at you, her eyes sparkling with honest joy
>"You're my special ingredient~"
>NNNNGGGHHH
>You sigh, trying to mask how hard that hit you
>It's like trying to mask a fart with a cough
>Ineffective, at best
>Draws attention to you, at worst
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>>29814921
S-Sempai?
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>>29814939
>Your mares 'awww' softly, with a stage-whispered 'gottem' eminating from your knees
>Damn you, ponka po.
"Look. We have to come up with some sort of compromise, ok? I may not be an independent stallion no mo, but I sure as shit won't be escorted for the rest of my life-"
>AJ sighs
>"Ahnon, none of us are tryin' to shadow ya yer whole life; but there is somethin' goin on, and ah just wish you weren't such a hardheaded colt an' could see that!"
>Silence falls over your family again
>Rarity clears her throat
>"If you all would stop arguing for just a few moments, I have an idea."
* * *
"This is dumb."
>"It is not."
"This is dumb and it makes me feel like I'm 5."
>"Well you're very handsome and loved for a 5 year old - who knows? Maybe you'll grow up to be someone-"
"This is dumb and it's gonna backfire and then you're all gonna feel stupid-"
>Rainbow Dash floats next to you, her face fighting *so hard* to keep from breaking into a grin
>"I-I... I thi-hhh, it's great-"
>Biting her lower lip, she lands, turning away
>But you see her body shaking
>You know what's going on
>Someone's gonna get twisted tonight
>You sigh, feeling another strap get magically tightened across your stomach
>"Hehe, I think it's super-duper, Nonny! Gives us urf ponies enough hoofholds to climb onto you and protect you from all angles!"
"Pinkie, you just want to use me as a jungle gym and get your scent all over my body-"
>"So? Two butterflies, one net Anon!"
>You grumble softly
>"I-I think it's a wonderful solution, Anonymous. I like hanging out with you."
>You look at flutters flatly
"Thanks. You're the good horse."
>"Eeeeeeee~"
>Fluttershy pulls the leash she's holding in her hoof up to her neck, nuzzling it happily
>See, at first, when Rarity broke out the harness and the leashes, you thought the answer was group sex
>Which, let's face it, is a pretty good answer
>But no.
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>>29814926
AYYY
>>29814945
I noticed you, anon...
>>29814949
>The answer was to apparently put you in "an innovative contraption I've seen Minotaur bulls use to manage their rambunctious calves with"
>AKA a fucking toddler harness
>But don't worry kids, it gets 'better'
>You have 7 leashes - all attached to a particular strap on your harness
>And each one of your mares has a leash
>So, technically, you're free to meander about
>You just have this... bubble of mares that follow you
>It's like a dog walker, except, yanno
>not.
"This is going to backfire and cause a raid wipe and then you're gonna get kicked from the guild-"
>Twilight smiles to herself, lowering a clipboard. "Hoenstly, Anon, this is a brilliant-"
>"Thank youuu~" Chimes Rarity from the dining room, putting away her raw materials
>"-and elegant solution to our problem-"
>"Oh darling, nibble the clit~" Rarity stage-moans from the room over, her little theatre performance earning her a few magic-paper-ball-missiles
>"-pony's sake, Rarity! Anyway. This is a good idea Anon - I've run the numbers-"
"Never tell me the odds, C3P0."
>"-en percent chance of any minor injury, and only a one-point-eight percent chance of an injury resulting in any form of semipermanent bodily harm!"
>You look down at the beaming unicorn as she slides her pencil under the clip and then tucks the clipboard under her wing triumphantly, looking at you with the knowing smile of the right
>You look down on her with the potent gaze of the cynic
>She doesn't flinch
>"Ffffhfhfhf. Yhh thwo shd juhh fuhk ahrehy~"
>Twilight flicks her ear at Ponka po, the only pony properly positioned at the primary portal to ponyville
>aka the front door
>She can't stop cantering in place, spitting out her leash uh... hoofhold(?) from her mouth.
>"Because it's WALKIES, Anon!"
>You purse your lips
"...you all have pets already, though."
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>>29814960
>Pinkie rolls her eyes. "Well yeah, but we can't make it uncomfortably lewd with *them*. That's just silly. Now~" She lids her eyes, puckering her lips to blow you a quiet kiss. "Come to Mistress Pinkie, let her walk you~"
>The house is totally silent
>"Th' beans in that mare..." AJ leans over to Rainbow, whispering ever so gently
>The silence hangs but for a moment until you walk over to Ponka
>She grins widely until you pull the leash from her mouth - and quick as a flash you're upon her
>"N-Nonny, no! NOT LIKE THIS~"
>A loop here
>A twist there
>"I created you - I can destr-"
>A boop-and-scrunch to seal the deal
>And now, tied up in your own leash, Ponka po proudly parades a pretty pink pony personal portable platform
>You take advantage of the sheer absurdidy of what's going on by picking her up and tying the final loop into your belt
>She's now carried on you like a sidearm
>"But my aalllpphhaaanneeeessss~"
>She squirms for a few moments, but since she's now your sidearm you reach down and start rubbing her ears
>"Nnnhgaaaaahh~"
>So that's the sound of her lizard brain taking over
>As she tries to bite your wrist while batting your arm in her hooves, you open the door and start on your way into town
* * *

>"Afternoon, Anon!"
"Uh... H-hi, Thunderlane."
>"Hey Anon~!"
"Caramel, good to see you."
>". . ."
"You're the good one, Big Mac."
>He nods at you as you pass by his stall
>So far, operation SEXY DANDELION has gone off without a hitch
>Minus the mare-gap that your pinkieholster has created
>(which only increased injury by 4.8%)
>nopony was able to come too close to you
>One of your girls would kindly intercept and shoo away - it was very effective, you have to admit
>Doesn't help that you still feel like a toddl-
>Oh
>Your hips jerk a bit to the side, turning to suddenly catch AJ's gaze
>"Ah! Ahm' sorry, Anon - I was just tryin' to get Applebloom's attention"
"Salright, uh-"
>You slow down just a bit, walking towards the orange apple
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>>29814974
"Do you want to quickly swing by, I mean, we co-oOHF."
>There's another sharp jerk
>The complaints of three mares
>And the meaty thud of pegasus-on-dirt of a fourth
>As one your group stops
"Alright, how are we doing this-"
>Fluttershy, RD, Twilight, Daring and Ponka all respond at once
>"The alpha mare leads-"
>Oh
>You grin as the girls all look at each other; they share looks ranging from astonishment and shock to downright disbelief
>most of them are surprised that fluttershy included herself - but none are probably more surprised than flutershy herself
>If her sudden interest in hiding under her wings in the middle of the street is any indication, of course
>You clear your throat
"Um. Instead of... whatever this is probably going to be, how about the guy leads?"
>AJ chuckles and you kick a pebble in her direction
"No, I'm serious! Girls up front and above keep slack, girls behind know where we're headed so they keep slack as well - it works."
>"Mmmmmmm I dunno, Non-"
>Without looking you reach down and boop Ponka again, silencing her
"It's what we're doing. Happy guyfu happy lifu~"
>Groaning, the girls retake their positions, muttering amongst themselves
>"-but seriously, we can't let that stubborn streak keep happening-"
>"-I know, Daring, but let's just let him win this one; we've asked a lot-"
>Hmph.
>Poppa 'Non didn't raise no doormat!
>He also didn't raise no horsefucker, so....
>Rainbow Dash takes this opportunity to stretch, noticing your gaze had fallen on her in thought
>She doesn't break eye contact
>eh.
>Sorry Dad, bronze star
>There was an attempt
>You start walking again as one - and you quickly notice Fluttershy isn't moving
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>>29814921
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>>29814980
>Upon closer inspection she's actually passed out - you can't tell if that's just due to shock or if since she covered her head with her wings, she thought it was night and needed to go to bed
>Pegahorses are weird, yo
>so after a few quick and gentle moments, you're now sporting a pegasus sidearm on your hip as well
>Dual-hand booping on demand and in public
>thepower.greyskull
>and you continue on your way
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>>29814921
>>29814927
>>29814933
>>29814939
>>29814949
>>29814960
>>29814974
>>29814980

Alright, done. My work's now at it's lowpoint, so I should have more time to write this month before it swallows me up again. I'll put it in the pastebin whenever - probably tomorrow.
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>>29814999
I love you so much... you don't know how much i can't wait to read it.
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>>29815003
I love you too, anon.
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>>29814999
Checked
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>>29814839
Post a cute pic and ask for prompts. Never fails.
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>anon treated with no fucking respect and then outright treated like an animal
I want to love the cute, but it's as bright as a fucking fog light that one

Can we get a cute prompt where anon has some fucking self respect, surely that exists
>twiggles acts like a cut
>do not enter cuck shed
>instead activate infinite boopworks
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>>29814999
Sorry dude, Anon being treated like this is far from cute to me.
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>>29814927
>>COME ON IT'S YOUR RIGHT ARM - SWIFT, JERKING MOTIONS IS ALL IT'S GOOD FOR
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>>29814255
>wat do?
Easy answer.
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>>29814999
This was very silly.
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>>29815148
>doomguy anon in RGRE
>portal altered definitions of "rip and tear" and "huge guts"
>now there is a land full of thirsty mares who all want the HMD for their HMD
>doomguy anon can only boop and tickle, especially those with huge tufts
>he's not locked in equestria with them, their locked in with him
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>>29815202
>BFG
>Big Friendship Group-hug
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>>29814999
That was cute, adorable and funny. We missed you BNW, please come by more often.
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>>29815220
>HUG AND CUDDLE HUGE TUFTS
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>>29814844
Really?
I remember making the cap from this thread.
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>>29814921
HOLY SHIT IT'S DARING DOUCHE!!!
AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAARRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH
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>"ANON STAY OUT! CANT YOU READ THE SIGN!"
>You were about to walk into the barn when a high pitched voice stopped you in your tracks
>Looking around you see Apple Bloom glaring at you like you shit on her pillow
>Then you spot the sign taped to the barn next to her
>"Emergency Clubhouse: Poopheads and stallions not allowed"
"Oh, sorry Bloom but I need to get a shovel. You will not believe the mess I got into."
>You try to walk around her and and two more fillies block your path
>"Stay out you big jerk!"
>An orange clump of dirt, oh wait nevermind its just Scootaloo, yells at you
>"Y-yeah! No cooties allowed Anon!"
>Judging by the squeek that voice had to be Sweetie Bell
"Alright girls this was funny for a second but I really need to get that shovel before someone finds o-"
>You are inturrupted by a well aimed water balloon striking you directly in the face
>"Anon you were warned!" Its Bloom again "There is a cootie outbreak and you could be a carrier. Colts are easily susceptible to cooties!"
>You sigh and wipe the water from your face
"Girls I don't have cooties. Cooties aren't even real."
>"Yah-huh! Rarity told me that there was a cutie outbreak and I needed to go hide with the others. She told me to stay away from her and any stallions as they might be infected!"
>Pitty fills you as you turn to look at Sweetie Belle
>Poor pathetic child
>Parents foisted her on her sister and her sister drives her out of the house
"Fine! Whatever! If I cant go in there can you at least give me a shovel! I dont have long before someone notices!"
>"And give you the ability to dig in and infect us from behind! NEVER!"
>Pinching the bridge of your nose you fight the urge to punt Scoots all the way to Cloudsdale
"Fuck. Fine what do I need to do to prove I am not infected."
>The girls huddle up and start whispering to each other
>You consider making a run for the shovel but you notice that Scoots eyes are not leaving you
>After a few seconds they seem to come to a decision
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>>29815475

>"IF you want to prove you are not infected you have to kiss Sweetie Belle-"
>"ON THE LIPS!" scoots interjects into Bloom's speech
>"Yeah on the lips. If she starts acting weird we know she is infected and that you are as well."
>"Girls I still dont know about this..." Sweetie whines
>At this point you dont care
>You snatch up Sweetie and bring her up to your face
>When she locks eyes with you she stiffens like a board
>Leaning forward you plant a mostly chaste kiss on her lips
>As you connect you feel her sag into your grip
>Quickly as it happened it was over and you set a still puckering purple haired pony back on the ground
>She seems to sit there dazed for a few seconds before looking around
>"I-is it over?"
"Yeah Sweets. Can I have my shovel now?"
>The other two girls circle around Sweetie wearily before finally nodding to each other
>"Yer good Anon. Go get that shovel."
>You rush in and grab it off the wall
>Not even sparing them a thanks you rush past the crusaders, rushing back to the orchard where you left the bod-
>At the last second you see a wide eyed AJ directly in front of you
>Somehow you managed to stop yourself without running her over
>"Anon what are you doin round here? Dont you know that the cooties are spreading around town. You should be hiding with the other stallionfolk."
>For the first time you pause and think about what happened
>The crusaders acting weird was a daily occurrence. AJ was unflappably boring though.
"Uhh what are the cooties AJ?"
>"Don't ya know Anon? The cooties are a magical disease that is passed on through contact. It causes a mare to lose control of herself and try to run anything that moves. That's why it taint safe for you to be out when its goin round town."
>Fuck
"So hypothetically if I was attacked by a mare and I beat her senseless while she was infected it wouldn't be my fault?"
>She stares at you like you are mad
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MORE NORDPON!
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>>29815477

>"I guess not. Why do you ask?"
>You shake your head
"And hypothetically if I then kissed a fil...mare would she be infected."
>AJ is starting to look worried
>"Maybe."
"And...this is all hypothetical of course, if I were to leave said mare alone with two other fillies to go bury the body of the first mare the other two would be infected?"
>AJ stares at you in realization and horror
>"ANON! WHAT HAVE YOU DONE?"
>You brandish the shovel to keep her at bay
"BACK UNLESS YOU WANT THE COOTIES!"
>She jumps back away from you
"SORRY AJ! THE CRUSADERS ARE IN THE BARN AND DASH IS UNCONCIOUS IN THE BACK ACRE. SEEYOUINAFEWWEEKSBYE!"
>You throw the shovel at her and book it as fast as you can

Started as cute but I have no idea how it ended where this did. I do not apologize at all though.
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>>29815490
You can't end on such a cliffhanger. It's illegal.
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>>29815591
>Nightmare Moon makes it public knowledge that she's keeping Anon as a concubine
>In private, things are different
>After a long day's work, she goes to her room and removes her armour/regalia
>She immediately collapses onto her bed in exhaustion and bats at Anon until he starts giving her kisses and belly rubs

>"Those fools have no idea who they're dealing with."
"Mm-hmm..."
>"I'll show them, Anon. I'll show them all!"
"I know you will, sweetie."
>"...did you make that salad I like?"
"It's in the fridge; second shelf on the left."

>"You'd tell me if my staff were treating you improperly, wouldn't you?"
"Of course I would."
>"If they can't treat a colt right, then they have absolutely no business having the honour of serving me."
"You'll be the first to know if they step out of line, okay?"
>"...you're very precious to me, Anon. You're the most beautiful and brightest star in my night sky."
"I love you too, Moons."
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>>29815622
>bats at Anon until he starts giving her kisses and belly rubs

NMM is good kitty
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>>29815622
>NMM sealed Celestia and Twi in the moon
>Realized that she fucked up
>Celestia always did all the hard work even before
>Anon helps calm her down and gets her to rethink her rule
>She slowly becomes less evil though she wont put up with bullshit
>She also becomes more and more attached to Anon
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>>29814999
>>Upon closer inspection she's actually passed out - you can't tell if that's just due to shock or if since she covered her head with her wings, she thought it was night and needed to go to bed
Nigga that's adorable.
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>>29814999
You had a few misspelled phrases in a few places, but otherwise that was adorable.
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>>29815630
>>29815622
>>29815591
The timeline where NMM rules is the best timeline
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>>29815591
>Nightmare Moon takes on her own form after being purged from Luna.
>Reluctantly gives up.
>Now she spends her days giving Luna shit for being a a gangly beta autist.
>It's all magnified since Nightmare is more or less a turbo-chad bad filly that can keep even fickle stallions orbiting her.
>Meanwhile Luna just wants to be left alone to do her own thing.
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>>29815477
>and try to run anything that moves
one of these words don't fit together here.
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>>29815622
>>"...you're very precious to me, Anon. You're the most beautiful and brightest star in my night sky."
daww
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>>29815663
Fuck the evil out of Luna, Anon.
Then fuck the evil.
You know you want to do it.
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>>29815490
That is fucking hilarious, if this is what heat would be then I would support you 100%, and I bet LaP liked it too what with hating Dash an everything.
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>>29815591
Stole this from Nof via archive.

>You are Nightmare Moon, Queen of the Dark.
>And you sigh contently as you settle on the human sized loveseat lengthwise, letting you stretch out.
>The pillow you rest against has your lover's robust aroma, making the furniture that much more relaxing.
>The book in your azure magical grip wavers, then is set down the coffee table as you decide to simply doze.
>You could watch the "television" invention that had taken Equestria by storm in recent years, but decide against that as well.
>You roll your eyes after looking at the large box of a machine in the living room. A box that plays moving images broadcast from far away. What will they think of next?
>A sudden scent and the sound of sizzling coming from the kitchen made your nose twitch and ears perk.
>That must be your beloved preparing dinner.
>Without warning, your stomach grumbles, wanting the delicacies being prepared in the other room.
>It still amazes you that your beloved can turn common fare into mouth-watering cuisine. The sort that puts the royal chiefs of old to shame.
>Or maybe your relationship is coloring your opinion? You find it hard to speak ANY sort of ill about the father of your unborn foal.
>Your stomach growls again, reminding you that you eat for two now.
>Clicking your tongue in annoyance, you shift on the couch and resign yourself to waiting.
>Not even 2 months in, and the small lump on your belly is making you ravenous at just the smell of food.
>It would be unseemly for a queen to try and beg food out of her soon-to-be husb-
>Wait, you aren't a queen anymore. You have no need to hold yourself to such stifling standards.
>With a small smile, you rise and walk to the kitchen, intent on trying to sneak away with a treat.
>Idly, you wonder what Celestia and Luna are doing.
>Whatever it is, they can't be enjoying themselves as much as you are.
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>>29815767
I remember this.
>tfw already read everything NOF has written
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>>29814921
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>>29814921
Holy fuck! Why u have to drop this when I need to sleep?!?
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everybody wants a berdherd
the most sought after kind of herd in equestria
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>>29814999
damn nice to see you back to it BNW this was nice
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>>29815991
>implying
aliherd objectively best herd
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>>29814999
I had forgot how much I loved ur shenanigans. Now I remember.
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Anon is friendless in RGRE
He hires a gigolo to cuddle.
Since prostitutes are stallions, it would make sense that gigolos are good looking mares.
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>>29816175
Huh...that would be true. Would that make Fleur a gigolo?
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>>29816182
Well, is that would depend on whether Fluer is receiving payment for her services.
Maybe that's just a rich relative?
Or a Person Of Interest
Or an assassination target.
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>10
Dead.
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Ayy. Pastebin updated here: https://pastebin.com/dSiqwp6F

>>29815148
>>29815156
>implying his mares' hubris won't come back to bite them terribly in the flank
You may wanna read Overprotective Celestia: https://pastebin.com/juxfuj7P

>>29815165
I mean, I'm not wrong...

>>29815181
Ye

>>29815230
Ofc. My writing schedule should be much more open this month, so I ain't goin anywhere. That said
>DD2 Last update March 2016
Holy shit this ride goes by so fast.

>>29815436
AAAAH

>>29815652
Birdhorses are always a cute

>>29815660
Yeah... I never write while sober. Sorry.

>>29815914
see
>>29815820

>>29816021
Aww, thanks! I hope to have another update soon.

>>29816040
Remember who you are, anon. Don't let Mufasa's death be in vain.
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>Anon has an idea
>He takes a few magazines with him and goes over to the train station
>Inhaleing deeply he yells
"ANY MARE WANT TO FUCK? I WANT TO TRY SOMETHING AND I NEED A WILLING P...."
>At this moment he was bombarded with willing partners
>Choosing one at random, they head off to a seedy motel... which in equestria turns out to not have cockroaches and is closer to 4 star then 3 on earth, but for some reason rated one here
>As the mare gets on the bed to present, anon tosses the magazines on the bed
>She begins winking
"So here is the plan, I want to read porn while useing a pony like a sex doll"
>Winking intensifies
>Unable to speak she just nods.

>About 10 minutes in and many orgasims later, anon sees an image and pauses...
>He looks at her cutie mark, then at the image...
"Cool, so... You are a porn star miss..."
>She looks a bit shocked, but snaps out, manginging to pant out
>"Wooden... woodenlilly"
"Cool, so... have to ask, you bi or gay for pay?"
>Before she can answer, a vice like grip tells anon she is cumming again, his cue to go over the hump with her
>He picks her up from behind and slams in till they both make a mess of the bed.

>As the two pant and recover, anon is the first to move
"So... so there is another bed over there... want to ruin it too?"

just a thought that I had that may be fun to think of.
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>>29816664
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>>29814238
lesbian gun horse is already corrupt
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> Be Anon, trying to drink away the bad feels
> Considering the local bar only serves chocolate milk variations, it's not working too well
> You try to force the drunkenness
"Ye-you know what, Pinkie Ponko Plump Rump?"
> You frown blearily at her
> It's late, and you are kinda tired
> But isn't her hair supposed to be a big poofy, curly mess?
> You mean, it looks fine straightened, but that doesn't seem like her style
> She knocks back a shot of strawberry milk
> "Is it a guessing gaaaaame?"
> She gives you a half smile
> "I'm gooood at guessing games."
> Wow, no exclamation point, something's up
> Well, everyone has their own troubles, if they are at the Bitter Drink at this time of night
> You shake your head
"Nah, not that. Lemme tell you, when I was home, home on Earth. You know what? I didn't touch nobody. Nopony. Like, maybe shaking hands once a month. Thas'all."
> Pinkie shifts on her bar stool
> "Thas terrible! No hugs or snugs? Wait. Did you shake hands with uh, hehe, guys?"
> She waggles her eyebrows suggestively
> Damn pervert
"Yeah, I did. But never mind that. You know what happened when I got here?"
> Her brow furrows as she tries to remember
> "I gashped at you, and threw a party?"
"Mmm yes, that happened. But still, even here..."
> You take a sip of your chocolate milk
"Nopony touches me. Is a hug too much to ask?"
> Pinkie's eyes go wide
> "Can- can I hug you?"
> You open your arms wide
"Go for it."
> She hops onto your lap, wrapping her forelegs around you, resting her head on your shoulder
> You sigh in contentment, comforted by the warmth of another being
> You hold her close, rubbing little circles on her back
> She nuzzles at the side of your neck, and you feel your heart swell at the sensation
> You squeeze her sightly, nuzzling her neck
> It feels so good, at long last
> And for some reason, her hair is inflating and returning to its curly shape
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>>29816757
> Be Pinkie Pie
> DO NOT GET WET, YOU REPEAT, DO NOT GET WET
> This poor stallion needs a snuggle buddy, not a fuggle buddy
> But maybe if you play your cards right...
> OH SWEET CELESTIA'S CAKE HOARD, HE'S NUZZLING YOU BACK
> DO NOT GET WET, DO NOT GET WET!
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>>29816761
>OH SWEET CELESTIA'S CAKE HOARD
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Reading an old thread, had an idea from a post

Anon and some of his friends get drunk in the city while bla bla is doing blaa blaaaaa blaaaaaaaaaaaa, when they meet some unfriendly types. Imagine internet trolls in real life, but drunk and in equestria.

They get into a heated argument. Then one of them drops a bomb

>"You know what, do this world a favor an BUCKING KILL YOURSELF"
>Its like its the worst thing anyone can tell another to do in this world
>Many ponies are sad
>Some look about ready to defend your honor
>But all you can do is laugh
>A bit more drunk then you realize you let yourself go
>"The BUCK are you laughing at?"
"Thats how I ended up here in the first place"
>Anon gets uncomfortably close and tells the little shit in detail what he did and what the end result would have looked like
>More then a few ponies are sad, crying, or trying to hold their bile in
>Anons friends however, are stunned that they finally learned how anon came into the world.

>Next morning, anon doesn't remember shit
>He got drunk on the good stuff
>His friend shave no idea how to broach the bombshell he dropped last night.
>Thinking that maybe it was just anon lying again, he does that often, till they see the remnants of scar tissue
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>>29816757
>Ponko Plump Rump
>Pinkie Pie rubs her ass with a nostalgic expression on her face.
>"I haven't been called that since horsecollege."
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>>29816832
>I killed muhself pone! u donnut understand muh painis!

That prompt never stops being lame anon.
We get it, it's a children cartoon, wanting to off yourself is edge blah blah
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>>29817313
>not knowing the "kill yourself brings you to Equestria" meme
maybe YOU should kill yourself instead, newfag
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>>29816761
>> This poor stallion needs a snuggle buddy, not a fuggle buddy
Incorrect.
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>>29814255
Who is Cyrano?
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>>29817421
Fuck, what level of english did you even reach in high school
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>>29817421
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>>29816832
So either Anon was telling the truth, or he was just talking about that old meme and his friends are misinterpreting a scar he got in like a dog bite or something for a suicide attempt.
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>>29817438
inspired by that scar story, but less was he a junkie, did he kill himself kind of a setting. Anon offed himself for sure, but the ponies cant quite come to terms with how ok about it he is.
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>>29817428
You do realise there are non-Americans on the internet right?
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>>29817421
>Who is Cyrano?
That's it
end everything right now
we done fucked up
go back to square one poeple
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>>29817442
>Anon's friends slowly realize he legitimately thinks he's dead and is in the afterlife.
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>>29817477
>A top-heavy car flips over and bursts into flames
>"Shit, how did this thing even make it onto the roads? Who signed this off?"
>>"Uhm, excuse you, don't you know that there are non-American car companies and manufactures out there?"
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>>29817499
>pic
brb stealing of launch codes from president
must be of stop this insanity before it spreading
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>>29817499
Dire times...
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>>29817499
>Puck? lol you misspelled "fuck"
>>
Baby pegasi chirp like birds. Baby unicorns purr and mew like cats
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>>29817717
Baby earth ponies go "HEE-HAW" like the filthy animals they are.
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>>29817723
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>>29817723
kek
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>>29817428
>>29817499
>>29817534
Ooh hey look, it's a pack of retards
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>>29817809
>hey look some people who don't agree with me
>THEY MUST BE RETARDED XD
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>>29817831
They are retarded because they think someone not knowing a fiction writer is a tragedy and proof that humanity has gone wrong.
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>>29817856
ah. well i guess thats why you actually read what the argument is about before you reply. ill shut up now.
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>>29817723
Says the high and mighty unicorn who can't even mildly exert herself without complaining that she chipped her hoof
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>>29817890
>doing something by hoof
>when you can magic stuff
Get a load of this mudpony cam.jpg
>>
Andrew
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>>29818296
Ryder
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>>29814999
Oh it's you! Nice!
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>>29817890
>Appul has a crush on Anon
>Anon is a lazybones
>Appul has trouble reconciling the idea of her perfect horsebando being allergic to work
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>>29817856
>a fiction writer
>Cyrano
>a writer
>cant even read a title, calls others retarded

ITS OVER NICE KNOWING YOU GUYS
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>>29814999
How is this the same Anon as the one who said

>"If you don't respect me, if you can't prove to me that you're trustworthy, if you can't show me that you give a damn about me - and not because I'm some exotic trophy"
>He leans over to your bedside - wow ya'll are close
>He grins toothily. "I'll kill you and eat the body."
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>>29818735
>He grins toothily. "I'll kill you and eat the body."

Is this out of context? Were they joking around about how he eats meat? What the fuck.
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>>29818994
I just realized how often I say "What the fuck." and that gives me an idea for a prompt.

>Anon says things like "Oh fuck." and "What the fuck." a lot.
>Estrus hits.
>Mares conveniently "mishear" him and "think" he's asking to fuck.
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>>29818296
Jackson
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>>29818506
>AJ wakes up every morning in Anon's arms
>Anon won't begin his day for another 4 hours and refuses to let Applejack go
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>>29819002
>Rainbow Dash deliberately spills her drink all over Anon's shirt.
>"OOPS SORRY"
"Aw, fuck!
>"Fuck!? Don't mind if I do!"
>>
I'd love to see something where Rarity is the kissless virgin who really only pretends to know what stallions like. Her behaviour is actually really cringy by pony standards, but not at all to "I was raised in a completely different culture" Anon.

>Rarity opens doors and pulls back chairs for Anon
>Her friends expect Anon to roll his eyes or get upset, but he just thinks it's sweet & silly and thanks her
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Most mares in RGRE prefer the Amazon position
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>>29819059
Shepard.
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>>29819222
>222
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>>29818735
Yeah man, Were is the character development ?
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>>29818735
That whole thing semmed too much demeaning to me.
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>>29819328
Wrex
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>>29819650
Wruther
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>>29819185
>>Her friends expect Anon to roll his eyes or get upset, but he just thinks it's sweet & silly and thanks her
That sounds cute. I can just imagine her getting giddy and overexcited.
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>>29816531
reading through DD again and i lost it at Toby..u the real mvp BNWF
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>>29819185
>>29819698
>Rarara is an unashamed turbo-fedora that isn't repulsive.
>She gets the guy like in the fairy tales and fanfics she totally doesn't read.
>A few brave mares try with normal stallions after seeing that.
>They get weird looks, offence, or (laughs in slut) from the stallions.
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>>29819781
>She gets the guy like in the fairy tales and fanfics she totally doesn't read
Or write. Only total spergs would write that kind of stuff.
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>Zephyr
How pathetic do you need to be to actually repel mares?
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>>29820022
>5 mares to every 1 stallion
>Still repulsive
Poor bastard.
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>>29820097
It's his fault. Don't pity failure.
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>>29820097
That's kinda sad.
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>>29820097
>tfw the odds are overwhelmingly in your favour but your own horrible nature comes up on top every single time
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>Volvo will never make you her little bitch
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>>29820253
>Volvo
Superior Germane engineered mare pussy only.
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>>29820097
Zephyr actually doesn't look that bad except for the man bun and the stubble,
Hell if we take those away and improved his personality a little bit he might even look more like a model than Fluttershy does
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>>29814255
>wat do?
Hide post.
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>>29820253
Volvo was a brainless cunt who wandered blindly into a apocalyptic wasteland.
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>>29820303
I want her to project her insecurities unto me by making me her dumb little pet
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I want to be Twilight's servant.
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>>29820246
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>Anon's pony equivalent is already living with a herd of true waifus
>Since they're technically the same person, Anonpone allows Anonman to join them
>Anonpone is happy to have another stallion around the house, especially one he relates to so well
>The mares are just glad to have another dick to ride
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>>29816832
>"Thats how I ended up here in the first place"
I demand moar please.
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>>29820413
I want her to melt in the mist like the idiot she is
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>>29815622
>>29815643
>>29815666
>>29815767
You realize you're basically writing green about Nyx, right?
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>>29820276
In fact...
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>>29820439
>>The mares are just glad to have another dick to ride
wow such close and loving relationships
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>>29820423
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>>29820574
brety gud
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>>29820423
I want to see more ponies from behind because the way their mane is always over one shoulder - the shoulder that's facing away from me - bothers me and I want to know how it works.
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>>29820434
Look at this unkempt jackass. Either he can't keep a clean room or he can't make a proper nest. I bet he can't even cook the lazy fuck.
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>>29820574
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>Littlepip will never mold you into her pretty mare
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>>29820648
kek
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>>29820662
Literally who is this this unicorn
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>>29820689
The main character from fallout equestria
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>>29820689
Fallout Equestria.

That's like not knowing what Cupcakes is.
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>>29820689
huge lesbian. soulless murderer who decides her morals are above others who she judges to be "nothing but raiders" plunges the world thats already a shithole in a second war that kills of a lot of its resources.

still gets touted as a big damn hero.
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>>29814237
I cant understand how, i mean, no one, at all, has commented on this, i mean, look at it... just, look. fuck
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>>29820796
Seriously, need to censor the h*nd h*lding
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>>29820786
So you're telling me that... Fallout Equestria will rape every stallion and enslave?

Now that will i read on greentext.
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>>29820858
>h*nd h*lding
m-muh christian thoughts
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>>29820689
A pretty mare who did nothing wrong
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>>29820861
>An actual apocalypse survivor ends up in FO:E.
>Everything is much more forgiving than a wasteland should be.
>Or maybe he's just tougher?
>The first raider team that tries to capture him to use as a rape toy has a bad time.
>A REALLY bad time.
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>>29820949
>>29820861
>>29820662
There is already a thread for this, start it up again if it died.
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>>29820949
[CHEEKI BREEKI INTENSIFIES]
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>>29820949
>anon the Currier in RGRfalloutE
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You're under arrest!
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>>29820968
Fuck I laughed harder at that pic way more than I should have
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>>29820975
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>>29820990
>Sweet talking the ponice mare into looking the other way when you fuck up.
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>>29820990
Bee hive
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>>29820997
>Anon is riding his bicycle too fast
>Gets pulled over
>Flashes his dick and gets let off with a warning
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>>29821006
I can't bee-lieve you just said that to me.
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>Daring Do, and of course her nemesis Ahuizotl, both discover evidence that points to the lost city of Man
>(or lost continent, the legends are a little vague)
>Shenanigans ensue on the race to find the city and prevent Ahuizotl from using the lost magical human superweapons to take over the world
>It's under the sea for one, requiring them to deal with both seaponies and sirens before they can get to it

>Then when they get there, it's not empty ruins like they expected.
>Living breathing humans still live there, cut off from the rest of the world
>They may be a mere shadow of their former glory, but they still live.
>They're also (from Daring's perspective) RGR, led by King Anonymous

>To her immense surprise, for once in her life, she has an easier time convincing the natives that she's the hero and Ahuizotl is the bad one, because humans are more likely to believe a cute mare asking for help than a freaky whatever he is asking where they keep the really dangerous stuff.

>To his immense disappointment, there are no superweapons or crazy magical artifacts around.
>Unless you count HMD's and he don't swing that way.
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>>29821103

I dunno dude. There's that freaky hand thing on his tail, you know. Who knows what he gets up to with that thing.
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>>29820796
Don't you want to make love to your dragon waifu, Anon?
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>>29821215

We are extensively practiced at ignoring things.
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>>29821219
what
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>>29820949
Unf~ please anon-kun.
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>>29821103
>Unless you count HMD's and he don't swing that way.
Not yet... Royal Consort Ahuizotl has a nice ring to it, doesn't it?
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>>29821276
no
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>>29821276
>>29821293
Yes.
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>>29814671
Still waiting on you, Anon. Only you can satisfy the dragonfuckers in the audience.
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>>29821427
He is kill
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>>29820949
>FalloutAnon winds up in RGRE!FO:E
>Halfway through LittlePip's quest
>Pipboy says he's friendly
>Even though he's labelled a MareKiller
>Still a few feet taller than anyone
>His own dedication autism led him to min/max for stealth
>Skin-tight stealth suit
>covered in bags of loot
>creeps through raider/slaver encampments
>kills everyone
>takes everything that isn't nailed down
>tries to sell it to the nearest trader, they don't have enough caps
>invests thousands of caps in trade routes
>mares try to convince him to take them along, but he tells them they're too loud
>"Oh, I'll make you loud, too..."
"What?"
>"N-nothing."
>Puts scavengers and salvagers out of business
>There isn't a scrap for miles
>Derpy has it all
>Every mug, clipboard, empty bottle, scrap of ammo, or weapon
>Slavers want him for best sex slave
>Raiders start to worship him like a demon god they must appease
>Settlers want to repopulate the world with his seed
>Anon just wants more caps
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>>29821603
So, how does one get five o'clock shadow on a face that is naturally covered in fur?
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>>29821667
>>Anon just wants more caps
Welcome to my life. If only you know...... Fallout 4...
>Be me
>Better building shellter
>mfw no wood
>mfw have to find little box and trash
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>>29821103
>It's just too bad she can't convince them she's a fertility goddess
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>>29821671
>Thinks its a real five-o-clock
That's mold my boy.
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>>29821699
No, it's cinnamon.
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I'd love to read a Hearts and Hooves story where various mares who are interested in Anon try and woo him. Maybe a scene or two with an actual stallion to really emphasize the difference in behaviour and expectations when it comes to Anon. maybe please
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>>29821718
You mean a stallion as a wingman? Because there are no dick lovers here....besides Moondancer.
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>>29821103

Ahuizotl is an ahuizotl.
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RgrF:oE when?
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>>29821768
Fo:E
f-fug mobile
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>10
This is became a wasteland.
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>>29822024
ITS DEEEEAAAAAD
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>>29822024
Threads been slowing down lately. April fools day nearly killed it for some reason though. I guess /mlpol/ drove off some of our regulars for a bit.
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>>29822024
>>29822037
you fuckers allowed this.
>>29822045
Maybe. Doubt it though, their no crazier than what we usually have on the board.
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>>29822045
i dont think so tim
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>barbarian lord anon
>defeats Ladies and queens makes them into his harem
>several fiefs and 2 queens have already been brought low by non consensual hugging
>the latest queen looks beyond her castle walls and sees what she's up against
> THE BELLY RUBS CANNOT BE STOPPED
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ITS HAPPENING
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Jesus fuck why are the RGRE threads fucking always so shit?
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>>29823070
Take a wild guess
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>>29823070
Choose the drug:
>Discord
>/mlpol/
>People demanding greens or getting butthurt because the writefag don't write what people want.
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>>29823125
It's about MLP 2017 movie moron. /mlpol/ is delete.
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>>29823125
>People demanding greens or getting butthurt because the writefag don't write what people want.
that hasn't happened dumbass, the other two have though.
>>29823131
I guess this is as good a reason as any.
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>>29821427
>>29821431
Not kill, just a lazy prick.

>>29814409
>You saunter over as she trys desperately to claw back up her hoard.
>All she ends up doing is going up two feet and slinging gems and gold everywhere.
>You slam your hands down on either side of her causing her eyes to widen.
>”S-Stop! I’ll burn you!” She threatens.
>You move your face closer and she begins to blow desperately.
>Sadly for her, dragons can’t breath fire when they’re aroused.
>You quickly take hold of the chance and grab the back of her head and begin to kiss her, your tongue exploring her warm mouth.
>She pushes desperately and finally pushes your face back as she begins gasping for air.
“Mmm, blueberry~”
>You murmur licking your lips.
>You lower yourself down a bit to meet with her moist crotch as she’s catching her breath.
“I wonder if these lips taste even better~?”
>You ask as you lick up her thigh.
>She tries to push you away again but you pin her arms down and she desperately begins to struggle.
>You being to lick away the fluid she has accumulated while sustaining eye contact as her struggles become more and more desperate.
“All that was for me? Emby you dirty girl~”
>”S-Silence h-how dare you talk like that to a dragon princESS!” She yelps out the last part as you begin to lick her.
>Huh, it really does taste like blueberrys.
>A few licks later and some panting.
>”Ah, I surrender! Please, I surrender!”
>You stop licking.
“So you aren’t going to attack Equestria?”
>”No! I won’t attack Equestria!”
“Aw, but we were having so much fun~”
>”Please…”
>You huff.
“Fine, but don’t forget I can always come back if you change your mind~”
>You let her go and she just lays limp gasping for air.
>As you walk out the door the guards outside shiver as you pass by.
>You wink at one and she passes out.
>You love being human.

There. Sorry it's short.
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>>29823443
Finally, I was like reading this thread >>29810873
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>>29821728
>You mean a stallion as a wingman?
No, just a scene with a stallion and a mare. It would establish standard behaviour for a mare and a stallion interacting with each other and would provide contrast to Anon's interaction with whatever mare is wooing him.
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>>29822024
Holy shit, nobody posted on a cartoon image board in the wee hours of Saturday morning after enjoying their Friday night like a normal person? Zed's dead baby, Zed's dead!

>>29823125
>>People demanding greens or getting butthurt because the writefag don't write what people want.
Except this didn't actually happen and you're lying.
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>>29823125
>Choose the drug:
>>Discord
fuck me is it this retard again
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>>29823766
No, it's just someone listing common options people would think of for why the thread wasn't getting regular posts.
Pick your own adventure, in a sense.
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>>29823939
oh. sorry, Anon.
>>
>Be me.
>Be bored.
>Decide to look through the pastebin for someting to play for a bit.
>See something called Harmony of Hope.
>Decide to play it because I'm bored.
>Says it's a parody of some videogame.
>Don't care so I don't look it up.
>Choose the default name for the PC "John".
>Blow through the game in about an hour.
>See credits, devs name is "John".
>Just played some fags self-insert fanfic.

Why live?
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>>29823939
Finally someone get it...
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>>29823443
I NEED IT
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>>29823443
>you will never give a dragoness a fear-ladyboner
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>>29823766
>everyone who holds X opinion is actually the same single guy
faggot
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>>29814212
How do poners sweat? They have fur
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>>29824627
except it was just 1 person being triggered by the discord you nigger
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>>29824637
Horses sweat. So, it stands to reason that a poner would sweat.
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>>29824652
>all anonymous posters
>you know who's really behind all of them
are you chanting this mantra because it terrifies you that more than one person holds an opinion you don't like, or are you under the delusion you can tell who is who on an anonymous board?
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>>29824704
>>29824652
We shitpost like this every day, it shits up the thread. Give it a rest Anons.
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>>29824704
we could tell because his logic is retarded, he mass responded, and he had the self respect to not samefag approval
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>>29824871
>opinions i don't like are retarded logic
>>>/tumblr/
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>>29825052
it was less opinions and more self contradiction
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>>29825052
No, his logic is retarded making him retarded.
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>>29821215
sauce?
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>>29821667
>raiders start to worship him like a demon god
More demonic folklore anon when?

>he can't be that bad, it's a stallion
>pure regret
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>>29825483
Maybe they think he's one of those demons who live off of sexual energy.

>"Sure I'll grant you powers. But first, you gotta spend the night with me."

The mares see literally no downside to this.
>>
Anon gets bored so he tries to entertain himself with what passes for equestrian culture. He borrows fillylove mangas from Twilight's library under the guise of research but really just wants to fap to lesbian mares.
>>
Sythe
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Anon baffles the fuck out of the ponies.

He's male because he has a penis, but socially and behaviourally is like a mare. When he's seen, that is.

He prefers to live alone in his little Everfree camp, and often moves when ponies stumble across him.

Cadence, being the nosy whorse she is, tries to set him up with a mare.

The catch? Magic goes haywire when interacting with him, often unpredictably for the caster.

Anon just wants to be left alone from this crazy bitch.
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Anon's meeting with Luna is a disaster: on Nightmare Night, she tries to scare him. He throws her through a wall.

While ponies are outraged, Luna is happy: even if he has a dick, she's finally met someone who isn't a complete pansy in this day and age.

Thus, an odd bromance is formed.

Now, if only her sister would stop hitting on the increasingly annoyed Anon, and being a misandriast.
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>>29814409
>tfw knowing exactly who drew that picture and what it is
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>>29825519
>anon isn't a demon
>he just has some cardboard horns and what i hope isn't some wierd kind of buttplug
>convinces occult nerds into having sex

Still no downside.
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>>29825855
Naughty kid ^:)
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>>29823704
Ah, that could be neat then.
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>>29826467
>be bookhorse
>You're observing Anon as he sits alone at the cafe
>You're sitting alone too, glancing at him and making sure to look away awkwardly if he looks in your direction
>Other mares would go up and try to hit on him, but he just waves them off
>You're not sure why, but you find yourself strangely attracted to this human
>Probably because he's an outcast just like you are..
>His features were just so unlike anything you've ever seen before
>You've only ever glanced in his direction and you're already in love with every part of him
>You wanted to talk to him so badly, say something nice and make eye contact, but you had no idea how
>And you weren't gonna admit that to your friends, not in a million years..
>Especially not Rainbow Dash, she'd be laughing at you for Celestia knows how long
>You sigh and leave your table, leaving a few bits behind
>The cafe door opens with a jingle, and you turn to look at Anon one last time before you leave
>You're off to the train station, a ticket already in your satchel
>It's been awhile since your Grandma in Canterlot has had company, and she wrote to you earlier in the week asking you to come visit
>She even attached a prepaid train ticket to the letter, so how could you say no?
>As you hand the ticket to a bored looking mare and board the train, you can't help but keep thinking about Anon
>So far he hasn't really been interested in mares, but you know you could change that if only you knew how
>As you sit alone on the train, ensconsced in a book, you have a sudden epiphany
>What if your Grandma knew what it would take to catch Anon's interest?
>With being married to a stallion as handsome as your Grandfather, she had to know a thing or two about stallions
>You're suddenly a lot more excited about visiting your Grandma than you were initially...
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>>29826480
>Some time later, you arrive at your Grandma's house
>She opens the door almost immediatly after you knock
>She greats you with a smile
>"Twiggles! I'm glad you swung by. Thought you'd never show up, and leave me all by my lonesome!"
>Your grandmother lets out a hearty laugh, and you can't help but smile a little as you walk into her house
>Even if age hasn't done her body many favors, at least it hasn't had an effect on her good old unicorn personality
>You take a seat on her living room couch, and she moves over to the refrigerator in her kitchen
>She magically takes two beers from the fridge and closes it with a hoof, looking over at you expectantly
>Although you shake your head, your Grandma tosses you a can anyways
>With a sigh, you set the can aside while Granma cracks hers open
>She knew you weren't a drinker, yet she still insisted you try some every time you came over
>As she moves to take a seat on the couch adjacent to you, you look around and notice you're grandfather isn't here
"Where's Grandpa?" you ask nonchalantly
>"Ohh, he's off shopping or somewhere. But don't worry, that means we get to have some mare time!"
>She chuckles
>"So how's life goin' down in Ponyville, Twiggles? You catch any stallions yet?" she says with a wink
"A-actually, I wanted to ask you something about that."
>Your grandmother leans in her seat
>"Haha, I never thought the day would come where my little Twiggles would ask me for stallion advice. So, what do you need to know?"
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>>29826489
"W-well.."
>You're not sure if your grandmother would approve of you being with and unconventional stallion like Anon right off the bat, so you decide to leave that part out
"There's this stallion I really like back in Ponyville, and I.. I'm not sure how to talk to him."
>Grandma notices you're a little embarrased by this
>"Aww, nothing to worry about, Twiggles. Back in my day, we just grabbed what we wanted, and complimented it! Stallions LOVE a mare who knows what she wants."
"R-really? It's that easy?"
>"Of course! At least, back in my day it was."
>She motions to the unopened beer beside you
>"Drinking that might help boost your confidence a little, too. Just saying."
>You look down at the beer skeptically
>Well, your grandma did know what she was talking about..
>You nod your head
"Thanks, Grandma."
>You spend the rest of the day talking about various things with your Grandmother, and you even get to say hi to your grandfather when he comes home
>But before you know it, it's time to return to Ponyville
>You board the train in the same boring way you did before
>But this time, as you sit alone, you sit with a sense of confidence since you now have a plan
>Anon would be yours by the end of tommorrow!
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>>29826499
>Be Anon
>You're at the cafe like you normally are
>You'd hang out at the bar more often if the drunk mares there wouldn't constantly hit on you
>Even here a few would, but not nearly as many as at the bar
>Although it was nice that the ladies were finally coming to you, it could get really annoying really fast
>The cafe was usually empty this early in the morning
>The stallions that you usually talk to aren't here yet
>You and the guys talk about a lot of things, but its normally about which mares are cute and which should piss off and stop harassing them
>But right now, you're alone at a table, sipping some coffee
>As you get up to go talk to the barista out of sheer boredom, the door opens with a jingle, and a familiar purple unicorn walks in
>You swear, she's here almost every day that you are.
>The purple unicorn looks around awkwardly, and notices you standing by the counter
>She stumbles over to you, but you pay no attention to her.
>That is, until she weakly slaps your ass
>"Y-you have a nice ass, Anon."
>She puffs out her chest fluff the best that she can
>The barista looks disgusted, but this purple unicorn's attempt is just so adorable that you can't stop laughing
>You can't even muster up enough anger to be annoyed at her; this is just too cute
>She's obviously a bit drunk, but sober enough to realize that you're laughing at her
>You quickly try and wipe away your tears of laughter with your shirt, but it's too late
>She blushes hard and opens her mouth to say something, but before she can you scoop her up in your arms
>The look on her face implies that this a surely a surprise, but a welcome one
>You walk out of the cafe with this purple nerdhorse in your arms just as your stallion friends are about to walk in
>"Hey, Anon, where are you headed?"
"Going to teach this one a lesson" you say with a wink
>Your friends simply shrug, and walk into the cafe
>"Typical human behavior" they think to themselves
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>>29826513
>Sweet Celestia, it worked!
>Anon was all yours!
>You had to make a note to sincerely thank Grandma later-
>Wait a minute.
>Shouldn't you be carrying him?
>You are the mare, after all.
"H-hey, aren't I supposed to be the one carrying you?"
>He looks down to you with a smile
>"Not where I come from, sweetheart."
>You're confused for a second, but that's when it dawns on you:
>Anon was raised in a completely different society
>He's not all yours.
>You're all his.
>And it was really, really turning you on
>Your eyes widen, and he laughs
>"We're gonna have a lot of fun, you and I~"
>After several minutes of walking (and lots of weird looks from the ponies in town) you arrive at what you assume is Anon's house
>He nudges the door open with his foot, and doesn't even pause to turn on the lights in his house
>He just walks you upstairs to his bedroom..
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>>29826521
>You gently toss the purple pony onto the bed, and she lands with a small squeak
>Your shirt is a bit damp from her wetness while you carried her
>Before she can react, you pin her down to the bed
>She's definitely a little scared, but at the same time extremely aroused
"Y'know, I never got your name."
>"I'm T-twilight Sparkle.."
>You chuckle
"That's a cute name. Did you know that you're cute?"
>Her blush deepens
>"H-hey, I'm not s-supposed to be cute! I'm a student of C-celestia, I'll have you kno-"
>Before she can finish her sentence, you lean in for a kiss
>Her eyes widen even further, but she doesn't even try to resist as your tongue enters her mouth
>After a solid minute of kissing, you lean off of her, and she sighs with a moan
>"A-anon.."
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>>29826530
>You release her from your pinning grasp, and raise an eyebrow as you begin to take off your pants, but she just waits on the bed for you patiently with pure lust written all over her expression
>She knew her place.
>Your pants slide down to your ankles and your boner swings out
>Twilight lets out a little gasp of excitement
>You pin her down to the bed again, and she offers no resistance
>You slide your cock into her moist pussy, eliciting a moan of pleasure from Twilight
>You thrust again and again, and Twilight is loving every second of it
>"Oh Celestia, YES! K-keep going!"
>Her pussy has an iron grip on your dick, and it feels great
"Ohh, you're a breeding horse, I bet!"
>You didn't think her face could get much redder
>"I-I can be for you, Anon~"
>You do like the sound of that.
>So you keep pounding her to the point that her tongue is lolling out since she's so pleasured
>"A-anon, I'm gonna cum!"
>She's lost in ecstasy as you keep thrusting into her
>"P-please cum inside me~!"
>Well, you were never one to deny a lady a request
>After a couple more thrusts, you can't keep it in any longer, and you release your seed inside of her with a grunt
>Her eyes roll upwards as her pussy is filled with your cum
>"Ohh, yes! Yes!"
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>>29826536
>You slide your cock out of her vagina, with it still dripping a little white
>You lay down onto the bed next to your partner, wrapping an arm around the exhausted horse
>She nuzzles into your side, still panting with excitement
"So, did you learn your lesson about what happens when you slap a human's ass?"
>She nods her head enthusiastically
>"A-and I'd learn it again any day of the week~"
"You should write to Celestia about this one. I'm sure she'd love to hear all about it" You say with a wink
>Twilight blushes once more, and you chuckle
>"I think I love you Anon, but I c-can't tell her about this! Y-you know I'm supposed to top, r-right?"
>You smirk at the blushing purple horse laying next to you
>"Maybe next time, Twilight."
>She lets out a surprised gasp
>"T-there'll be a next time!?"
"Of course," you say. "How could I pass up on being with a nice breeding horse like you, hmm?"
>She smiles, embarrased
"I'm gonna go make breakfast. You wait right here~"
>And Twilight is more than happy to oblige.
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>>29826545
There, that's all. Lemme know your thoughts/criticisms.

I thought I was finally off of my shit and would never go back to pony, but after /mlpol/ I couldn't resist coming back. I learned the hard way that the ride never ends
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>>29826559
>/pol/ has been under full scale raids from multiple sources for a week straight
FUCK
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>>29826559
Good to see you back. Also, cute story, though I'd like that follow up where Twi tells another mare what she did and the subsequent results when the mare tries Twi's advice.
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>>29826559

Very good.
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>>29826559
>everything happens
>for no reason at all
It was bad/
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>>29826645
I miss /mlpol/. Was a lot of fun on that board.
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>The break room fills with feminine laughter as Clipboard delivers the punchline, most of you covering your mouths to prevent any gross spillage
>"That's horrible!" Mrs Toffee remarks after swallowing, trying to hide the fact that she was still chuckling just as hard as the rest of you
>"That was amazing!" another co-worker rebukes
"Better be careful, you know what that old hardass said would happen if she caught you telling jokes like that again." you remark.
>"What she don't know what hurt'er."
>"You're just lucky we only have like three stallions working here or half your entire personality would be under lock and key." Mrs Toffee says, shaking her head
>Another round of chuckling, this time broken up by the office phone sitting at the edge of the table
>The oldest mare at the table reaches over her daisy and pumpernickel to grab the ringing device in her hoof
>All of you quiet down as she aligns it with her ear, "Hello?"
>There's a short pause before she flits her eyes to you
>"Yeah hun, she's right here." she replies, presumably to the assistant colt at the front desk
>Before she can pass the phone to you Clipboard reaches out and taps the speakerphone button on the receiver
>Toffee shoots you a concerned look but you simply shrug your withers, giving the a-ok
>She sets the phone down as a series of beeps and clicks sound from the receiver as the caller looking for you is transferred
>When the call finally comes through a dark and foreboding voice fills the break room for all to hear, more growl than words
>"I have your children." it says
>You co-workers all tense noticeably, their eyes widening and settling immediately on you
>You, however, can only smirk, leaning over your plate and propping your head up wearily with your hoof
"Hello Anon."
>"... This isn't Anon." your husband replies after a moment, his voice deepened to even more comical levels, "Also shaddup."
>Your friends all relax, some even running their hooves over the faces in disbelief
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>>29827471
>"Hm? The kids?" the voice replies, "Oh yeah, they're, uh... I left'em in the, uh... oven - or something - hey, where's the cookies?"
"What?" you reply in confusion, furrowing your brow
>The first return to your question is a quartet of faint, youthful giggling just close enough to the mic to be heard over the speaker
>The source of it is probably the same source that is whispering, the words just faint enough to be inaudible to you
>"Shh! Yeah, the uh, the double chocolate chip ones? Where did we put them again?"
"Where did 'I' put them, you mean?" you reply, rolling your eyes
>Another bout of distant, foalish giggling can be heard through the speaker
>"Shhh! You're blowing it!" your husband hisses through his teeth, dropping his own volume significantly
>You sigh, ignoring the titters from your own co-workers
"They're behind the box of pasta and the can of beans in the cabinet. Top right, second shelf." you relent, knowing full-well that you're going to come home to your children still running full speed around the block from their sugar rush
>"Ugh, of COURSE! TOP RIGHT CABINET. IT'S BEHIND THE PASTA. GOGOGO."
>Loud clacking noises blot out all other sounds from the receiver as several pairs of hooves slide desperately against the tiles in the kitchen
"Two! They get TWO each,Anon! A-Anon?!" you exclaim, desperate
>"Sorry babe I'm going into a tunnel and the phone's ringing gatta go see you when you get home I love you bye-"
"You're ON the Ph-!"
>Click
>Your eyes scrunch closed as the line goes dead as your friends burst into laughter
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>>29827471
Oops, should be:

>Your friends all relax, some even running their hooves over the faces in disbelief
"So? Where are they?" you ask, smile growing
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>>29827479
Oh god, Anon is the fun mom dad. I need more of this.
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>"So, you're dating Roseluck now?
>You take a sip of your drink and use that time to gather your wits.
"Well, not really."
>Caramel looks absolutely crestfallen.
>"What?! Why not? She's a decent mare, after all."
"I know."
>"Owns a business, hmmm? That sort of thing puts bits on the table."
>You sigh and rub your brow.
"I KNOW, Caramel. Look, just... it was weird, alright?"
>Caramel squints at you suspiciously from behind his wine cooler.
>"Weird how?"
"So, I went and confronted Roseluck, right? You guys have been badgering me to pick up a herd, and I knew Roseluck well enough to know that she probably wouldn't beat me or knock me out and let her sisters rape me."
>You down the rest of your drink and break out into a coughing fit, because you're a retard who apparently doesn't know how to swallow properly.
>Caramel helpfully pats you on the back until you're able to breath again.
"A-Anyway... I go up to her, right? I brought a bouquet of flowers, which..."
>You scratch the back of your neck and look away awkwardly.
"...which seemed like a good idea right up until I left that OTHER flower store from across town."
>Caramel's laughing so hard he sprays wine cooler out his nose.
>"Leave it up to you not to wait for the mare to ask you out, and then to do it yourself with FLOWERS."
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>>29827953
>He playfully nudges you.
>"What, were they out of tickets for this Sunday's monster-carriage event?"
>Caramel chuckles and mumbles "Classic Anon" under his breath.
>What a little weirdo.
"So I brought her flowers, which confused her a bit."
>Caramel looks gleeful and goes to open his mouth to retort (probably with an "I told you so"), but you hold up a finger to silence him.
"It probably confused her because she works at a FLOWER SHOP, genius. After that, I stumbled my way through asking her out for dinner."
>You look at your mug sadly, wishing that you hadn't finished it so quickly.
>Caramel helpfully pipes up.
>"And that's when things got weird?"
>You nod.
"She... had this speech, right? Really dramatic. Really loud. Lots and lots of wild hoof gestures. Said that she was an idiot for not knowing how I felt and how she had to make it up to me. 'How could I have been so blind?', she said."
>You're staring straight ahead now, pointedly avoiding Caramel's gaze.
>You end up staring across the room right at this pudgy purple unicorn in the corner, and she stares right back at you
"And then she said that I could... HIT her if I wanted to."
>Caramel offers you an "Mm-hmm".
>Meanwhile, the purple unicorn points a hoof at her chest and raises her eyebrows curiously, seemingly thinking that you're trying to talk to her and not to Caramel.
"Said that she deserved it for not thinking about my feelings."
>You hear Caramel snort with mirth over to your left and consider blindly swinging to try and snatch up his drink, but think better of it.
>The purple unicorn from across the room looks over her shoulder a couple of times, spinning in a full circle to see if you're talking to someone behind her.
>Again, she points at herself with a hoof, looking panicked and elated.
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>>29827960
"It was..."
>You hesitate to find the words.
"...not that big of a fucking deal that she didn't magically know how I allegedly felt, Caramel. She made a huge production over it. I had raised my hand to... I don't know, pat her on the head. And when I did, she closed her eyes and turned her head so that she was presenting her jaw for me to hit."
>The purple mare from across the room stands up, smiling broadly, and downs the rest of her drink before sloppily slamming it back down onto her table, where it tips over and rolls onto the ground.
>She tries to play it cool and pretend that she didn't just break a mug, probably hoping that you didn't see any of that.
>You saw everything.
>"Ehh."
>Caramel grunts from beside you.
>"I guess that's being a bit overdramatic, for a mare. But, I mean, how could she have not known how you felt about her?"
>He laughs, sounding a bit condescending.
>"I mean, us stallions aren't a whole different species, Anon. If a mare can't figure out on her own that a stallion's crushing on her, then what luck will she ever have in a real relationship?
>You sigh, watching the purple unicorn happily start trotting over to your table.
"Really? I'm the only one who thinks that was weird?"
>Caramel is happy to chirp his reply.
>"Pretty much!"
>He nudges you again, but you're busy watching that mare walk into somepony and accidentally spill her drink.
>What a putz; you like her already.
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>>29827968
>"Still, it was a bit of a cunt move to just ditch her after that."
>You grunt noncommittally; these ponies are fucking weird.
"Whatever, Caramel. If that's how things work here, I'll buy her a coffee or something and tell her I'm sorry for playing take-backsies with my dinner offer."
>The purple mare finally makes it over to your table, covered in some kind of alcoholic drink and smiling awkwardly.
>>"Uh, hey! I-I'm Twilight Sparkle. D-Do you wanna dance?"
>She raises a hoof and glances down at it.
>You follow her gaze and see something in black marker written down.
>>"I mean... Do you wanna dance, hot stuff?"
>You snort in amusement, much to the chagrin of Twilight Sparkle.
>Why not?
>Maybe THIS time you'll have a bit more luck with a mare.
"Sounds like fun, Twilight."
>Twilight looks ecstatic and does a happy little horse dance in-place.
>You shimmy out of your tiny pony-sized seat and make your way over to the dance floor, waving a goodbye over your shoulder at Caramel.

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>You close the picture book with a loud -THUMP- and set it down next to you on the couch.
>You gaze lovingly down at your foals as you absent-mindedly stroke your purple wife's mane.
"And that, kids, is how I met your mother."
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>Anon is a cowboy
>Like, an actual wild west cowboy, not some fat truck driver hauling an 18-wheeler full of cattle
>After arriving in Equestria, he manages to sign on to a cattle drive from Appleoosa to Ponyville
>It's a good job, exactly how he remembers it, except the cows talk
>And flirt with him
>A lot
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>>29828071
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=2KPplYp7K7M
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>>29826521
>"H-hey, aren't I supposed to be the one carrying you?"

Dammit, now I want a story about Anon's pone waifu trying to carry him in increasingly elaborate ways that all fail one way or another.
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>>29828071
>implying cattle gets hauled in an 18 wheeler
>implying a lot of ranchers aren't fat
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>>29827977
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>>29827977
Not dating roseluck. Shit tier
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>>29828500
Roseluck would have freaked out when she found out that Anon's cock didn't look like a stallion's. From that day forward, Anon would be known throughout Ponyville as the guy with the scary penis.
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Made a pastebin for >>29826467, here you guys go: https://pastebin.com/fHaBe2G6
If someone could put it in the Google Doc that'd be great
Currently feeling pretty sad about something pretty stupid, but I know nobody wants a blog post
Anyways

>>29826588
>>29826653
Thanks guys, I appreciate it

>>29826645
>>29827360
You're not the only ones who miss /mlpol/, stay strong bros

>>29828071
I was actually writing a story about an old wild west cowboy Anon in RGREquestria, but I was convinced it was 100% shit and I gave up on it. Who knows, maybe I'll try and bring it back to life

>>29828161
Maybe that can be my next project. I kinda set up the short Twi story so that it could be continued, so there's a chance I could use that same Twi and Anon for this.

>>29826694
Could you go more in depth into how you thought it was bad? I'm always looking to improve
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>>29828537
>Until Twilight starts telling people:
>"Of course it looks like that, it's an ape penis. It's actually larger than most apes anywhere close to his overall body size."
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>>29827479
TOP CUTE
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>>29827977
my heart

all these adorable stories
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>>29828633
And then she starts telling people that like many species of apes and monkeys I'm basing this knowledge on something I might have read somewhere between 2 and 4 years ago; it might have been something that somebody said on the internet, Anon cannot swim.

Cue ponies nervously denying Anon entry to the local community swimming pool, and having Apple Bloom with floaties on each of her legs following Anon around whenever he goes anywhere near water.

I actually really like the imagery of that last one with AB.
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>>29829137
lets make one thing clear, that may be somehow cute, but anon is not a nigger period.

[insert picture of Aryanne here]
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>>29829162
Fair enough. Can Applebloom still be concerned for Anon as a stallion and follow him around in arm floaties?
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>>29829177
i'll allow it for the dubs
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>>29829177
d'aww
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>>29829137
>Anon is marching toward the pool
>He has a line of ponies on each leg, holding on to each other trying to stop him
>"Anon, you have to stop! The water is too dangerous for you! You'll drown!"
>He keeps going, dragging all the ponies toward the water.
"Ah, but you are all WRONG. For I, am a SEAMONKEY!"
>One of the ponies asks, "Is that like a seapon-EEEEEE!"
>He jumps into the pool, taking all of the ponies with him into the deep end.

>Tiny Appul paddles over to him from the shallow end with her floaties to save him.
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>>29826559
but need MOAR
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>>29827479
MOAR
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>>29827471
>>29827479
Keep going. There's a lot of potential for fun shenanigans here.
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>>29829220
I think my heart just exploded
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I was listening to the soundtrack to Fiddler on the Roof and it came to me that it makes a good base for a RGRE story.
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>>29829678
Which song, Goynon?
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>>29830109
If I was a Rich Man, but Tradition would probably work better for RGRE.
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>>29826559
Come back to SPG, that story was better desu
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>>29819222
>RGRE prefer the Amazon position
>But since this is RGRE that means Amazons are make and most females prefer being taken by them in that position.
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>>29830363
What is English?
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>>29830375
>make
>male
>What are orthographic errors.
Don't be a stallion, Anon.
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>>29830384
Mares, too lazy to write properly.
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>>29830398
its hard to wtype with only one hoof
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>Pone has crush on Anon
>Anon takes pone home and fucks her raw
>Pone thinks that this is the start of a beautiful relationship
>Wakes up to a cold bed
>Turns out that anon was just looking for a quick fuck
>"Oh Celestia, is this what I've been doing to stallions all that time?"
>Something something RGRE

It hurts, doesn't it?
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>>29830582
>Ponks learns life isn't always a party without consequences.
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>>29830582
I bet she didn't even realize what she was doing, not just how bad it felt.
She has to wake up at the crack of dawn after all, to bake all the ponies' fresh breakfasts and shit.
It's just work.
Not like she is avoiding the stallione on purpose!
She has an important job to do.
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>>29827977

>oh hey some RGR Roseluck lovin'
>lol j/k it's more fedora-tier Twilight
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>Anon wants a pet, but all of Flutterbutt's animals are either too scared of him or they wouldn't make a great pet.
>(Who would want a pet wasp?! Honestly!)
>Flutters decides to do the sensible thing.
>By sensible, she needs to scratch an itch and she wants to cure Anon's pet problems.
>So she puts on a collar and a leash, walks up to Anon with the leash in her mouth and a sign hanging from the collar: "Pet me."
>Something, something RGRE
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>>29831288
>"Bark bark."
>Translation: Is this your fetish Anon?
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>>29831498
It's probably hers.
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>Volvo will never slap your ass
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>>29831578
>Volvo will never kill herself and make the world a better place.
Why live?
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>>29831578
>Volvo will never die like the idiot she is
>Volvo will never melt into slurry
>Volvo survives
why fucking live indeed.
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>>29831892
>>29831706
>>29831578
Who the fuck's Volvo?
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>>29832197
fallout equestria autism, ignore it
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>>29831568
I need it. I need my Flutterpet.
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>>29832197
Velvet Remedy, aka Volvo, aka idiot.
a bad character form a ridiculously huge fic who had a more interesting world-setting then actual story.
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Why is it that so many pony fics with potentially interesting premises ultimately fall flat?
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>>29832445
probability
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Sythe
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>>29832445
Elaborate.

The obvious answer is how they're executed.
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>>29832846
>probability
And not just in terms of luck. Many people here are probably contending with a low-average/civilian level of proficiency in literacy before they can even think about story and character composition, and that's from the perspective of those who already know the english language. The chance for the ruskies and other non-native English speakers can be even smaller outside of 300 word shorts and prompts.

Not even bitching, just life. Words is hard yo.
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Hey, I'm doing a fimfic thing
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>>29833386
Ooo what kind of fimfic thing
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>>29833386
>For the super model Fleur de Lis, mornings were always the same. She would wake up before Celestia’s sun had risen, lying on a bed that cost more than most ponies made in a year. Her hooves would be clenching a five thousand bit blanket, and her head would be resting on an eight hundred bit pillow. When she opened her eyes, she’d look up at the twenty thousand bit mural on her ceiling.
>She’d stare at this masterpiece as best as she could in the darkness of the room, trying to discern what section she was looking at. That was when the sun would start to rise. Light and color would enter her mansion and all of her other items of opulence would make themselves known; rugs of the finest make, furniture that had once been owned by kings and queens, little knick-knacks made from gold and silver.
>When one walked into her home, they were awestruck more often than not; dazzled by what she owned. But for her? These things were nothing more than tables ,chairs, beds and sinks. As fine of items as they may be, they held no reverence to her.
>A sigh escaped Fleur as she slowly opened her eyes. A quiet sigh, a bothered sigh.
>She could already see light creeping into the room. As soon as it illuminated the mirror on the other end of the wall, she would hear a knocking on her bedroom door. Two knocks exactly, and a ten second pause before another two knocks. Just like always.
>Fleur waited for the knocks patiently, as she did every morning. In a few minutes, her world would become a hectic whirlwind of activity. There were meetings to go to, shoots to attend, interviews to be present for, events to sponsor, and parties to visit. She wouldn’t stop until late in the night, and that was only if she was lucky.
>But now, for these few minutes, there was silence and stillness. No appearances to keep, no politics to play. Nothing. There was just her, so she did her best to enjoy these brief few moments to their fullest.
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>Applejack gets into an argument with Rarity over whether or not Anon is pure and innocent
>AJ sees Anon as a Mary Jane-esque "colt nextdoor" character and refuses to be convinced otherwise
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>>29833398
>She didn’t spend a second of these precious seconds thinking or worrying or planning. She simply laid there, looking up at the ceiling, doing nothing more than [i]being[/i]. It was relaxing, invigorating, easily her favorite part of the day. But, as happened every day since she was old enough to walk down a runway, her peaceful silence was broken into a million pieces just as she was beginning to enjoy them.
>A noise echoed through the room, harsh and foreboding. The two knocks on the door.
Without a second thought, she sat up. “Come in,” she called, throwing off her blankets and rolling out of bed.
>There was a pause before Fleur could hear her door knob being turned. Looking over, she was able to watch as her door was thrown open, revealing her manager Mr. Svengallop, as well as her mane stylist, her makeup artist, and two of her maids.
She smiled, rubbing the tiredness out of her eyes. “Good morning, [i]mes chers[/i].”
>Her greeting was met with bows as the ponies piled into her bedroom. The maids rushed over to her bed and began making it, while her stylist and makeup artist rushed over to their workplace and began to set up. Mr. Svengallop, meanwhile, made his way over to her with a stack of papers tucked under a hoof and a small cup of black coffee held in the other.
>“We only have ten minutes to get you ready and out the door, hon,” he said, handing her the coffee. “So we need to put a pip in that step.”
“[i]Merci[/i],” Fleur said, taking the mug out of his hooves and taking a sip.
>Svengallop grunted, adjusting his glasses as she made her way over to her stylist and makeup stallion.
>“In a few minutes we’ll need to go to the south district to start the spring fashion photoshoot,” he said, eyes scanning the papers in his hoof. “I tried to have it be later but Photo Finish insisted that you come in early.”
“That’s fine.”
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>>29833421
>“After that we need to be at the east end by eight. Hoity Toity’s new boutique is opening and he wants you to be there.”
>Fleur, taking one last sip of her coffee, set it down before hopping into her chair. She was only able to lean back and close her eyes before her stylist and makeup artist were on her. The stallions were experts, she knew. They’d have her fixed up and ready in less than five minutes.
“Lord Fancy Pants also invited me to attend a luncheon with him, yes?”
>There was a shuffle of papers.
>“Yes, but we’ll need to cut the trip to the foal’s hospital a little short if you want to be at the luncheon and conduct that interview with the Daily Horseshoe.”
>A small frown came to Fleur’s face.
“[i]Non[/i], I won’t do that to the little ones,” she said firmly. “Send Fancy my apologies. Tell him that I am simply too busy to meet with him today.”
>Svengallop, rolling his eyes, wrote something down on a notepad. “Fine, I’ll have somepony send him a message, but what are we going to do about your dinner? Sapphire Shores sent you an invitation to that new fusion place near the castle, but Rarity asked you the other…”
>While she listened to her manager drone on about this and that, answering questions as needed, Fleur began to change. Her mane and fur were brushed to a sparkling sheen. Eyeliner was applied, as was foundation along with a dozen other things. Her hooves were filed and painted. Her makeup artist even made sure to brush her teeth in a way that would leave them sparkling white.
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>>29833449
>When the hooves and brushes were finally lifted away from her face she opened her eyes. Looking in the mirror hanging just a few feet from her, she was able to see Fleur de Lis: one of the most important ponies in the fashion world, the jewel of Canterlot, the mare that everypony wanted to know and see and be. The pony before her was powerful, beautiful, and wealthy beyond imagination. She was a giant, a queen, larger than life.
>As she looked at her reflection, at this goddess that looked back at her, she couldn’t help but sigh explosively, disturbing her mane.
>Their work done, The maids, the stylist, and her makeup artist made their way toward the door. >Fleur knew that the maids would be back when she was gone to clean her bedroom until it was as perfect as it had been the night before.
“Thank you,” she called as the stallions disappeared through the door.
>Mr. Svengallop looked down at his watch. “Dear, I don’t mean to hurry you but we’re on a tight schedule.”
>Fleur closed her eyes, counted to ten, then opened them.
“Yes,” she said with a slow nod, rising to her hooves. “Let us be off then.”
>A pair of bodyguards were waiting for her and Svengallop as the two made their way out of her home. Fleur nodded to the two towering mares, who nodded in return before they left her estate and made it out to Canterlot proper.
>Even at this hour, the streets were filled with ponies, nobles and commoners alike. A mare and stallion were arguing next to a newsstand. An elderly fat mare was trying to entice a group of ponies with her bread. A group of schoolchildren were rushing down the street with books in hoof.
>The heat hadn’t descended on the streets yet, so one could smell the flowers sitting in front of so many stores. A breeze also carried the smell of lavender and vanilla, telling all that walked the streets that the local perfumists were already hard at work.
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>>29833617
>Fleur and her group joined the crowds, trying to blend in as much as possible. But it was far easier said than done. All of Canterlot and most of Equestria knew her by face, and there were very few mares in even this city that could boast her size or grace.
>It would start out subtle. Whispering, somepony would look at her with wide eyes only to quickly look away. Maybe somepony would quickly wave before galloping away. But then a stallion or mare would shout out her name. The clicking of cameras would fill the air. Love-struck stallions would rush over to her to profess all sorts of things. After that it was only a matter of time before the paparazzi would appear from the shadows and other dark, damp places with their cameras and their questions.
>“Fleur! Fleur! Snapshot from the Nightly Neigh! Are the rumors about your affair with Prince Blueblood true?”
>“Fleur! What about the allegations that you use the blood of newborn foals to keep yourself looking so young?”
>“Fleur! What’s your favorite color?”
>“Why is your flank so big when your middle’s so skinny?”
>“How do you get your mane like that? Is that even your natural color?”
>“I love you Fleur! Please have my babies!”
>“I love you Fleur! Please let me have your babies!”
>Under this barrage of bodies and demands, Fleur carried herself like a princess. She held her head high, and each step was calm and measured. The questions she ignored, or had her manager answer or deflect. Her bodyguards made sure that nopony got too close or tried something that they shouldn’t.
>Every once in awhile a young filly or colt, who had been no doubt rushing to make it to school, would push through the crowds and say something sweet or hand her a love letter. This would be the only time when the supermodel would stop, thanking the little one with a smile, some kind words, and maybe even a nuzzle if they had been adorable enough to prompt her to do so
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>>29833626
>The walk to the south district to the city was a slow one, but eventually the crowds subsided and allowed Fleur and her group to walk at a faster pace. The plain yet sturdy shops of the east end gave way to towering studios and cathedral-like buildings. The ponies began to change as well, from tourists and nobles to artists.
>Music, painting, clothing, sculpture; the east end welcomed all that saw the world in a different light than most, and unlike most of the city, news ponies and paparazzi were not welcome. Even her manager and bodyguards had left, promising to meet her in a few hours to take her to another part of the city.
>This was one of the few places in Canterlot, the few places in [i]Equestria[/i], where Fleur could let her guard down just a hair. These were her ponies. They were friends, rivals, associates. She knew them and they knew her. But, out of any pony in this section of the city, there was only one pony that she treated like family.
>“[i]Mein kleines Mädchen[/i]! Come, come, let me zee you!”
>Photo Finish trotted over to Fleur like an overly affectionate mother, wrapping her hooves around her neck and kissing both of her cheeks. The supermodel returned the affection, nuzzling the photographer.
“Good morning, [i]mon amie[/i].”
>A snort escaped Photo.
>“Good morning ze says. A good morning after ignoring me for half ze year,” she wailed, breaking her hug and grabbing Fleur’s face, making sure to shake her around. “Ze superstar has become too busy for her favorite earth pony, ja?”
“I’m sorry that I haven’t been able to come see you sooner,” Fleur said, nuzzling her friend again as best as she could. “I was in Labyrinthia for two months for a shoot.”
>Photo’s face contorted into a look of disgust. “Bleh. A bunch of hacks and color-blind [i]feen[/i],” she said dismissively, releasing her grip on her and turning around. “Zey wouldn’t know pink from white if it bit zem on ze [i]arsch[/i].”
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>>29833635
>The mare suddenly spun around with a hop, a great big smile on her face. “But you are here now, [i]fraulein[/i]. And now we will make ze [i]magics[/i]!”
>Rising up onto her back legs, the older mare struck a pose. Fleur hid a giggle behind a hoof, happy that Photo had lost none of her flair since she had last saw her.
>“Come, come. Let me show you what I have in store,” Photo said, grabbing Fleur and all but dragging her through the studio.
>There were dozens of ponies walking around. Some were workers setting up scenes, while others were models like her, waiting for their shoots. The atmosphere was light and pleasant yet busy, as it always was in the spring season. Fleur looked at each set, wondering what her old friend had in store for her this time.
>“Zis will be a photo shoot unlike any that you’ve ever seen, my girl. Canterlot, no, ze world, will be knocked off their hooves!” Photo said, loudly enough that a few of the ponies she walked past jumped in surprise.
“You say that before every shoot,” Fleur pointed out with a grin.
>“And I have not lied yet!” Photo cried, throwing a hoof into the air. “Ah, yes. Here we are…”
>Photo led Fleur into a quiet corner of the studio. Though seemingly no different than any other set, this was a good deal bigger than the ones surrounding it. A quick glance around also told >Fleur that Photo’s little corner had a good deal more props and lights than most photographers would have wanted to deal with. Fortunately for her, and the fashion world at large, Photo Finish was a mare that enjoyed walking the path less traveled.
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>>29833643
>Fleur took a deep breath as she looked at where she would be spending a great deal of time for the foreseeable future. There were the dozens of dresses and outfits that she would be no doubt wearing today. She could also see Photo’s trusty stylist and assistant waiting patiently next to an overly large polka dot rubber duck. The photographer’s usual lighting ponies and agents and prop designers were also in attendance. But there was something missing, something that made Fleur raise an eyebrow.
“Photo, [i]mon amie[/i], where is your camera?”
>Photo, who had been talking to a pair of set designers, turned around and looked at her. “What was zat, [i]fraulein[/i]?”
“Your camera. Where is your camera?” Fleur asked, quickly looking around to see if she had somehow missed it.
>Photo blinked, before suddenly laughing. “Ah, you silly filly! Why would I need ze camera?”
“To take pictures?” Fleur said, her brow furrowing.
>Once again, Photo let out a bark of laughter. “Oh no, I’m not taking ze pictures this time, my girl. I am ze producer.”
Though still thoroughly confused, Fleur couldn’t help but smile. “Congratulations, [i]mon amie[/i]. I hadn’t heard that you had decided to move up in the industry.”
>“Bah, those [i]warme[/i] at Essence have been hounding me to stop being ze “simple” photographer,” Photo said, with a hint of distaste in her voice. “Zey wanted me to take ze magics to a whole other level.”
“I know that you’ll do far better than any other producer that I’ve worked with,” Fleur told her.
>“Ja. Of course, of course. I will show zem how it’s done,” Photo said with a dismissive wave. “But zat doesn’t mean I have to be happy about it.”
“So if you’re not taking my pictures, then who is?” Fleur questioned, looking at the ponies gathered. “Is it Polaroid? Or maybe Nikon Flash?”
>To the supermodel’s surprise, Photo shook her head.
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>>29833650
>“No, I decided to bring in a new blood,” she said with a flick of her mane. “Somepony that I’ve heard very good things about.”
>Fleur raised an eyebrow. Though extravagant and more than a little silly at times, Photo wasn’t the kind of mare that let greenhorns in out of the blue like this.
“Really?”
>Photo nodded. “Ja.”
>She then looked past Fleur, a great big smile coming to her face. “And speak of ze devil.”
>Fleur turned around, expecting some young mare or stallion trotting toward them with a camera in hoof. She did not get that. In fact, she didn’t even get a pony.
>The being making his way toward the unicorn was massive, easily twice as tall as her. He was covered in clothing from head to foot, hiding his mostly hairless body. Fleur could hear his covered feet impacting the floor with each step he took, a testament to his weight and size. His face was flat, but not unpleasantly so, with a small, cute little nose in the center of his face.
>Fleur couldn’t help but gawk, her eyes growing to the size of dinner plates. Walking toward her was a creature that she had only heard about since Princess Twilight Sparkle had accidently opened a portal to another world in the middle of Las Pegasus.
“A human…” she said, looking him over as he marched toward her.
>“Ja, a human!” Photo chirped, still smiling.
Tearing her gaze away from the alien creature, Fleur looked over at her old friend. “How did you manage this? I thought that humans weren’t allowed across the portal.”
>Photo’s smile grew. “Let’s just say zat I know a pony zat knows a pony.”
>The human continued to close the distance between him and the mares. He ignored the obvious stares of the ponies around him, his bright blue eyes settling on Fleur herself. She could see curiosity in those eyes. For all she knew, this was the first time that he had seen a unicorn. Fleur could feel her stomach tighten in both excitement and nervousness.
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>>29833677
>Equus had been ablaze with talk about these strange, magicless creatures. She knew that the princesses had crossed over to speak with the humans leaders’ multiple times. She also knew that they were working toward a stable peace with whoever they were talking to. But that was it.
Most ponies, including herself, knew almost nothing about humans, their cultures, or what even they looked like. But here one was, in the middle of Canterlot, walking toward her like it was the most normal thing in the world.
>Needless to say, this wasn’t what she had been expecting this morning.
>Brushing past her, Photo Finish trotted toward the human, closing what little distance there was. “[i]Guten tag[/i], Anon.”
>The human nodded, offering one of his large, spindly hands. “Afternoon ma’am,” he said in an accent that Fleur couldn’t quite identify. “It’s very nice to be here.”
>“[i]Ja[/i], it’s good to see zat you found your way here on your own,” Photo said, ignoring the hand and hopping up onto her back hooves to give him a hug.
>She was nowhere near tall enough to get to the human’s cheeks, but she made do with kissing his side. Anon’s eyes widened in surprise. He looked down at the photographer turned producer for several before giving her a firm pat on the back.
>“Yeah… It wasn’t too hard, ma’am,” he said with a cough, taking a quick step away from Photo as she dropped back on all fours. “The only pain was getting through the crowds.”
>“What matters is zat you’re here,” Photo said, tugging at his pants. “Come, come, let me introduce you to ze model you will be working with!”
>Anon allowed himself to be dragged along toward Fleur, who couldn’t help but smile at the sight. No matter how momentous the occasion, Photo Finish would be Photo Finish.
>“Anon, zis is Fleur de Lis. Fleur, zis is Anon.”
>Anon was about ready to offer his hand again but stopped himself. His eyes scanned her face.
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>>29833685
>Fleur could see that the stallion looked a little lost. He obviously had no idea whether to bend down and kiss her cheeks or try for another handshake.
Giggling, Fleur offered the poor man a hoof. “It is wonderful to meet you, Mr. Anon. Photo Finish hasn’t said much about you, but what little she has said had been nothing but good.”
>Anon quickly took her hoof and gave it a shake, relief coming to his face.
>“It’s very nice to meet you too, ma’am,” he said, with a smile. “She hasn’t told me much about you either, but I hope we learn a lot about each other from this experience.”
>Fleur’s smile widened. This Anon had an honest smile, one that she found oddly pleasant to look at.
“I hope so too.”
>Seeing that the introductions were finished, Photo clapped her hooves together. “Strudel! Guerlain!”
>Two mares rushed over with a small table and promptly dropped it in front of the human.
>“Zere you go dear, [i]Jugendlicher[/i],” Photo said with a smile before turning around and facing the rest of the crew. “Now prepare yourselves! We will begin ze magics! Go, go, go!”
>As the crew began rushing around, putting the finishing touches on the set and getting whatever clothing was needed out and ready, Anon, releasing Fleur’s hoof, made his way over to the table. Lifting the small bag from his shoulder he began to unzip it.
Fleur, unable to help herself, made her way to his side and watched as he began pulling things out of it. “So is this your first shoot, [i]chère[/i]?”
>“Yes, it is; for this kind of stuff at least,” Anon replied, pulling out a small rectangular object and opening it up.
>Once opened, Fleur saw that the top of it had a small screen, while the bottom had dozens of tiny buttons. Anon looked his device over for a few moments before pushing something. To the supermodel’s shock, the screen lit up.
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>>29833691
>“Huh, so it looks like this old piece of shit survived the trip,” Anon muttered to himself, tapping a few of the buttons to change the what was on the screen before pulling out one of the smallest cameras that Fleur had ever seen. “Good. That’s gonna make this a lot easier.”
>Focusing his attention on the other object that he had pulled out of his bag. He pressed a small button on the corner of it. Several seconds later the device made a noise before it started to move. Fleur let out a gasp, moving forward so she could get a better look. Usually photographers hated when the models touched their equipment—especially the stallions—but she couldn’t resist reaching out and poking one of the buttons of the little square machine.
>Anon watched as she did this, pulling out a small collection of lenses. “That’s called a computer,” he said. “It’s going to help me store all of the pictures that I take of you.”
>Fleur nodded, pressing a few more buttons. None of them did anything to change what was on the screen, to her mild disappointment, but she continued poking at the alien technology all the same.
“A com-pu-ter,” she said, rolling the word around on her tongue. “Computer…”
>Anon tapped the other object with a finger. “This right here is a printer. It’ll let me print out your photos so that we all can look at them right away.”
“[i]Stupéfiant[/i],” Fleur murmured, looking up at him. “It’ll print them immediately?”
>“It will,” Anon replied with a nod. “All I’ll need to do is put some special paper into that slot right there and I’ll be able to print as many pictures as we need.”
Running her hoof along the side of the printer, Fleur turned her attention back toward the computer. “And this... computer. Does it do anything else?”
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>>29833695
>Anon placed a lens on his camera, blowing on it before rubbing it with his sleeve. “Usually it can, but since I’m really not supposed to bring too much stuff over here right now this one’s got all of the good stuff ripped out of it.”
>Fleur opened her mouth and sucked in a lungful of air. She had so many questions! Why had he come all the way to Canterlot? Why hadn’t she heard anything about a human coming? How did Photo know him? Why hadn’t Photo said anything to her about this beforehand?
>The unicorn was filled to the brim with questions, but, before she could ask any of them professionalism kicked in. Human or not, she shouldn’t have been gawking at Anon like some slack-jawed filly. He was no doubt a professional, and he was acting far more maturely about this than she was.
>Embarrassment and just a bit of horror began to work its way into the supermodel’s gut, causing her to step away from the human’s equipment.
“[i]Monsieur[/i] Anon, I am… sorry,” she said with a bow of the head. “Here you are trying to get ready while I stand here and poke at your things like some [i]Pouliche[/i].”
To Fleur’s surprise, Anon let out a laugh.
>“You should have seen Princess Twilight,” he said, adjusting his lens. “She looked like she was going to have a panic attack when some government official gave her a tablet. It was the cutest thing that I’ve ever seen in my life.”
Though she had absolutely no idea what a “tablet” was, she nevertheless perked up. “So you’re not upset?”
>“Upset? About you wanting to poke at my shitty computer?” Still focused on his camera, Anon slide his computer over to her. “If you want to play with it then play with it. Just make sure not to start slamming on those keys. The government might pay for the thing, but it’d take a month before I get the clearance to get another one brought from the other side.”
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>>29833705
Fleur looked at the computer, taking a nervous, yet excited, step forward. “[i]Merci[/i],” she said, placing a hoof on a few of the buttons, listening as they made a very quiet clicking sound.
>“Come on you piece of junk,” Anon said to himself, looking over his camera.
>Rolling it in his hands a few times, he slammed the bottom of it against the table, causing Fleur to jump. The camera flickered to life, the lens expanding and receding. Anon looked it over once again, a toothy smile coming to his face.
>“There we go, as good as new.”
>The young man smiled at Fleur. “Alright, ma’am. Are you ready to make [i]ze magics[/i]?”

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>Both Fleur and Photo watched in amazement as Anon’s printer did its work. Neither believed that something so small would be able to make a picture out of nothing, but like magic here it was. With each swipe of a rectangular, plastic bit on the printer more and more of the page appeared. In no time at all there was a finished, crisp photo setting on the table next to thirty others.
>“Just a couple more and we’ll be all done for the day,” Anon said, giving the printer a quick once over as he took the lens off his camera and carefully put it away.
>“[i]Wunderbar, wunderbar[/i],” Photo murmured, picking up one of the photos and inspecting it. “What usually takes hours is finished in seconds…”
“It is quiet [i]erstaunlich[/i], is it not?” Fleur asked, staring at the human’s computer.
>In between shoots Fleur had badgered her new photographer about this amazing piece of technology in front of her. Oddly enough, Anon admitted that he knew far less than he should have about his computer. Still though, he had been more than happy to teach her what little he knew.
>By the end of their shoot, Fleur had found herself sitting on a stool, using a pencil that she had borrowed from somepony to scroll through the dozens of photos now loaded up on Anon’s computer.
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>>29833714
>“[i]Ja, ja[/i]. Zis one, and zis one, and zis one too!” Photo said, picking up photo’s and placing them in a pile. “Not as refined as ze master, but the rawness delights me!”
>Anon jumped at the earth pony’s sudden rise in pitch. He gave her a warily look, one that would have had Fleur laughing if she would have been able to tear her gaze from the computer, before composing himself.
>“Thank ya, ma’am,” he said. “I’m glad you like ‘em.”
>“Zese [i]must[/i] be taken to Essence right away! Ponies need to see these pictures!” Photo shouted, pointing to the ceiling.
>Before anyone could stop her, she picked up the photos, spun around, and dashed off. “Ponies must see [i]ze magics[/i]!”
>“Ma’am, you need to let those dry a little more before you…” Anon trailed off as the mare disappeared from sight. He blinked owlishly before a sigh escaped him.
>“That’s one funny woman,” he said, taking a seat next to Fleur.
Fleur smiled. “Yes she is, isn’t she?”
>Looking in the direction that the earth pony had disappeared from for a few more moments, Anon then leaned toward his computer, looking at what was on the screen.
>“So how did I do? Not too bad, huh?”
“Not bad at all,” Fleur replied, looking at him out of the corner of her eye. “This is your first shoot though, no?”
>“It is,” Anon admitted with a small smile. “Before I came here I was doing work for a newspaper, so I’m not that used to taking pictures like this.”
“Well, you’re doing far better than most would for your first time,” Fleur quickly reassured, turning toward him. “But… [i]Monsieur[/i] Anon? Would it be too forward to ask you a personal question?”
>Anon sat up a little straighter. “Ask away.”
“May I ask why you decided to come to here?”
>Anon blinked. “You wanna know why I’m in Equestria?”
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>>29833727
>Fleur nodded. She should feel her tail swishing side-to-side in excitement, but she ignored it as best she could, staring into the human’s eyes.
“[i]Oui[/i]. Why would you want to come here?”
>A small smile came to Anon’s face.
>“Well, it’s kind of a long story,” he said. “See, I got a fruit of a brother livin’ near where Princess Twilight opened that portal of hers.”
“Fruit?” Fleur said, cocking her head to the side.
>“Yeah, fruit. He’s a hair stylist; likes to wear furry boots and dance at nightclubs that don’t serve Iron City beer. You know what I mean.”
>Fleur didn’t, not even a little bit, but she found herself nodding anyway.
>“Anyway, my brother is living next to the portal and starts to get real friendly with one of the senator’s sons that’re there. He finds out the government is looking for people to send over an’ live with the ponies for a couple of months.”
“And he told you?”
>“Yeah,” Anon said, nodding. “He calls me up and tells me that they’re looking for someone to go to the Equestrian capital. He knew that my job paid shit, and said that I’d probably be able to get better work on this side.”
>He leaned back in his chair, resting his elbows on the table.
>“I don’t know how he did it, but Matthew was able to find me a job as a photographer. After puttin’ in my two weeks I packed up some things, got my shots, and came over here. The rest is history.”
“Your brother must love you very much,” Fleur commented.
>“He does,” Anon replied. “And I love him too, as funny as he gets sometimes.”
>His brow furrowed.
>“I have no idea how me managed to get me over here as easily as he did though. That senator’s son must have really liked him.”
“Well, I’m happy that you decided to come to our fair city, [i]mon cher[/i],” Fleur told him. “I hope that you come to love Canterlot as much as I have.”
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>>29833737
>“It’s a very nice city; what little I’ve seen anyway. Really clean,” Anon said. “Most ponies have been real nice. A bit funny, but nice.”
Fleur let out a hum, wiggling excitedly on her stool. “And where do you come from, Anon? I’ve never heard an accent like yours.”
>“Well, I’m from a nice little city called Nowhere Land. It’s a pretty nice place. And what about you? You got kind of an accent goin’ on there too.”
Fleur leaned forward in her stool. “I come from a little town in Prance.”
>“Prance?”
“[i]Oui[/i]. It was a little fishing village…”
>The two went on a back and forth for sometime. Anon told her about the strange and fantastical world that he hailed from. Fleur, meanwhile, told him about her old hometown and Canterlot. Though she loved the city dearly, she knew that some of its citizens were less than model ponies, so she took the time to warn him about a few of the nastier nobles and pettier stallions.
>The longer they talked the more the unicorn realized that her new photographer was out of his element. The city that he had come from was more like Manehattan than Canterlot; a lively yet hardworking place with honest, if a bit gruff, people. There were no nobles, and this Nowhere Land certainly didn’t seem to have the flair that Canterlot was famous for.
>Despite all of that, however, she quickly found herself taking a liking to this strange alien. He had an unrefinement about him that she rather enjoyed. When he spoke about something he was passionate his accent would become thicker and his blue eyes would light up like a sapphire. It was adorable, and she found herself smiling every time that it happened.
>And to make matters even better, the young man seemed to be as interested in her as she was him. He was fascinated about her horn and her magic, and he hung onto her every word as she told him about the small village town that she had grown up in.
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>>29833758
>It felt… nice to talk like this. There was no pressure, Fleur didn’t have to keep up with appearances. The conversation wasn’t stale in the slightest, so there was no need to feign interest. All she needed to do was be herself.
>The longer that the two talked the more comfortable they became. In a shockingly short amount of time, the two were talking like they had known each other for years. And Fleur relished it.
>“So you have pegasuses making the weather?”
“[i]Pegasi[/i], and yes, [i]mon cher[/i]. There’s several weather teams in this very city, in fact.”
>Anon let out a whistle. “Your princess should send a couple over our way. I swear to God it rains every single day near Squirrel Hill.”
Fleur let out a giggle. “Well, I’m sure that--”
>“Excuse me, Ms. de Lis.”
>Looking over, Fleur saw a stallion, an assistant by the look of him, standing a few feet away from her. She turned toward him, smiling despite the fact that she was mildly annoyed about there being an interruption in her conversation.
“Yes, [i]chère[/i]? Was there something that you needed?”
>The stallion nodded, adjusting his glasses. “A stallion by the name of Svengallop asked me to come and fetch you. He said that you were running very late for an appointment.”
“[i]Vraiment[/i]?”
>Turning toward the clock that was hanging on the wall, Fleur’s eyes widened. It was almost nine o’clock; she had missed her appointment with Hoity Toity by an [i]hour[/i].
“[i]Seigneur![/i]” she cried, leaping to her hooves.
>Anon sat up. “Is there something wrong?”
Fleur took a deep breath, resisting the urge to race out of the door as fast as her hooves could carry her. “[i]Oui[/i]. It appears that I’ve let time get away from me. I’m very sorry Anon, but I must be off.”
>Anon looked between Fleur and the assistant.
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>>29833768
>“Oh? Alright, I’m sorry to have kept cha’,” he said. “If I had known you had somewhere to be I would have kept an eye on the clock.”
“It wasn’t your fault, [i]mon cher[/i]” she said, giving his leg a pat. “I should have kept an eye on the clock while we were talking.”
>“Time flies when you’re having a good conversation, huh?” Anon mused.
Fleur smiled. “Yes, it does, doesn’t it?”
>A part of Fleur had no desire leave the studio. She had been to a hundred boutique openings. No matter who was there or what food was served it was the same dull thing. But here she had an interesting young stallion with an adorable accent and a magical little box that did all sorts of delightful things.
>For a few moments, Fleur considered dismissing the stallion and going back to talking with her photographer about how the weather in the human world worked. But, like always, better sense won out in the end.
“Please go and tell Svengallop that I’ll be out in a few moments,” she said with a sigh.
>The stallion inclined his head.
>“Of course, ma’am,” he said, before turning around and walking away.
>Fleur bit her lip as she watched him walk away. Anon, seeing this, gave her a pat on the back.
>“We’ll be working together for a good while, ma’am,” he said with that bright smile of his. “You’ll have plenty of time to learn everything that you want.”
“[i]Oui[/i],” Fleur said, blowing a bit of mane out of her face.
>If she would have been a younger mare, she would have began pouting. Since she was far too old to do such a thing, nor was she some whiney stallion, so she settled with looking mildly unhappy.
>Anon made a sympathetic sound, giving her back another pat before he rose to his feet. “If you’re leaving I should probably be getting home too. I need organize the pictures for the day and see if I have a different lens for this piece of shit camera.”
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>>29833773
>Fleur grunted. She was about to bid him a good day and leave when an idea came to mind. A mischievous idea.
“Anon, [i]chère[/i], kneel down,” she said, giving his knee a tap.
>Anon grimaced. “Are you going to make me do that kissing thing?”
Biting back a giggle, the supermodel nodded. “It’s how most ponies greet each other in Canterlot.”
>“...I have no idea how to do it,” Anon said.
>Fleur gave his knee another poke.
“Which is why you need learn,” she said. “Now come on, stop being a [i]bébé[/i]”
>Though he didn’t look very enthusiastic about it, Anon did as she asked, getting down on one knee so that he was eye level with her.
“[i]Très bon[/i] Now all you need to do is lean forward and kiss the mare or stallion you’re greeting twice.”
>“Alright,” Anon said cautiously.
>Wiping his lips with a sleeve, he leaned forward. Fleur could see him scanning her face with a puzzled expression, She stood there, her lips puckered, waiting to see what he’d do.
>Would he kiss her cheeks? Perhaps he’d go for a peck on the forehead? Maybe a kiss on the nose? To both her delight and amusement, he did none of those things. Instead, he leaned forward and planted two quick pecks right on her lips.
>No matter how hard she tried, she shouldn’t hold back the laughter.
“Oh my, how [i]forward[/i],” she said, tittering. “Especially for a stallion.”
>Anon reddened.
>“What? Did I do it wrong?” he demanded.
“Kissing a mare you just met? What will ponies say?”
Anon, now as red as a tomato, flinched. “Hey, I told you that I wouldn’t know how to do it right!”
>This only caused Fleur to laugh harder, a pleasant warmth filling her. It had been a very long time since she had been the playful with somepony, or, in this case, somehuman.
>She could already tell this relationship of theirs was going to be the start of something fantastic.
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>>29833782
I was looking through my fimfic stories the other day and noticed that I hadn't done a horrible sex story or a while there. So, I decided to do a horrible sex thing with fashion pone. Names and some places were changed to help fit in the thread, hopefully I didn't miss anything.

Almost half of this was written the other day, and is still awaiting full editing, so if you guys see anything funny or have suggestions I'd be happy to hear them
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>>29833801
Ohhhhh lap.
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>>29833801
Ah, Fleur, easily one of my favourite background ponies. So far, I'm liking the story quite a bit. The foreign words got a little difficult to parse sometimes, but I imagine that is how it would be, so it's forgiveable. I do wonder at why the ponies haven't reacted at all to Anon's occasional profanity, perhaps it's not so strange among 'creative' types.
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>>29833782
Believe it.. fucking believe it you pussy!
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>>29833727
>He gave her a warily look
A wary look?
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>>29833782
>>29833801
This is super cute. I don't see many stories around with Fleur.
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>>29833801
Hail, Great Old One, Writefag Amongst Writefags, Love and Powerlifting.
You're awesome, Write MOAR.
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>>29833415
Plot twist. Anon actually IS incredibly innocent, he also gets embarrassed by anything romantic and/or lewd.
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>>29834802
>meanwhile Twi fucks up a potion and accidentally causes Jekyll/Hyde syndrome in anon
>the rest of the mane 6 have to track down anon to minimize the damage while keeping aj away so she doesn't see him like this and stopping rarara from getting her grubby hooves on him to rub him in aj's face
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>>29834802
>Perfect husbando Anon in RGRE
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>>29833801
French is for cucks.

I really enjoyed this green and I'm grateful, friend
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>>29833782
After reading the bit about humans not being allowed into Equestria I thought this was going to turn out to be a Conversion Bureau story.
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>Anon collapses during a get-together with the mane six after complaints of hunger even though he recently ate
>The mares freak out and help him into his house before sending a group out to get a doctor
>The doctor arrives to hysterics as Rainbow Dash desperately shakes a half-conscious Anon in a bid to 'keep him from going into the light'
>After her male nurse calms them down enough for her to work and ask the light-headed human a few questions, she states that she knows what his problem may be, and that, in fact, she's dealt with it before in vacationing Gryphons
>She sends her assistant back to the office, and a short while later he returns (with noticeable discomfort) holding a moist sack of grim-smelling gunk in his mouth
>The mane six are taken aback when they learn that the contents of the sack the doctor mare is warming the pan in the kitchen for is neither vegetables, fruits, nor sugars, but some manner of preserved flesh
>Each of them protest as the doctor throws the cooked and still partially bloody meat onto a plate and makes for the loopy human, each insisting that she was going to make the poor colt sick with the gore she'd concocted
>She does little more but hold the plate under his nose, rousing him gently from his grogginess purely from the smell
>Just as the mane six is reaching the end of their patience and their confidence in her medical expertise, Anon seizes the frightening food into his bare claws and sinks his teeth in
>Reddish-brown liquid trickles down the side of his mouth as he vigorously tears pieces from the main body and devours them
>Twilight and Pinkie are both cringing back but visibly intrigued
>Dash, Rarity and AJ each seem noticeably confused and faintly disturbed
>Fluttershy's wings are at full mast and twitching
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>>29835883
>Dear Princess Celestia
>Sometimes your friends have different dietary needs than you do, and that's okay.
>If your friend is the only one of his kind and isn't particularly learned in his species' biology, he might not know what nutrients he needs and he may suffer for it.
>Today I reaffirmed my belief that colts are silly, air-headed creatures.
>Your faithful student, Twilight Sparkle
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>>29835883
What's so scary about a six foot turkey?
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>>29835883
>>The doctor arrives to hysterics as Rainbow Dash desperately shakes a half-conscious Anon in a bid to 'keep him from going into the light'
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>>29835883
Sad truth, but this is probably what would happen to me after I got sick of eating eggs and was left with fruit, leafs and cake for sustenance. I'd be double shit out of luck if egg-eating poners aren't canon.
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>>29835943
>not knowing you need meat to live
there is no excuse
irl vegans the idiots they are still take supplements
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>>29834802
Shyamalan plot twist, the advances of mares turns Anon into a cunt hungering slut.
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Why don't we incorporate some quirky stuff from the show into RGRE?
>Estrus season rolls around again so all the mares in town burst into song and choreographed dancing to tell Anon why he should fuck them
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>>29836016
I think you *can* survive on a vegan diet without supplements, but you've gotta make sure you're eating complete proteins and getting all your vitamins and shit.

So you need to get a good variety of stuff.

It's a lot easier if you eat dairy products (milk, eggs, cheese, etc.)
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>>29836246
you can

but not in the wild

or anywhere else that isnt a first world country
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>>29831288
>>29831498
>>29831568
>>29832267
>Flutters has a thing for being the pet
>Anon is willing to indulge her in private, but he refuses to drag her around on a leash in public.
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>>29836204
>tfw a mare will never break into song for you to tell you how you both belong together
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>>29836262
>He caves for her birthday.
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>>29836266
>>29836204
Do you think if I started singing ANY song that the music and choreography accompaniment will magically follow?
Can I make ponies start dancing around against their will simply by breaking into song?

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=JwDYGdeYjn4
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>>29836354
>Succubi are constantly being summoned by lonely colts interested more in a relationship than sex
>Succubusmare's face when Anon is interested equally in both
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>>29836449
Heretical
Write it
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>>29830561
This is an idea ripe for shenanigans.
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>>29835883
Yes.
YES.
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>>29836354
Not related to RGRE at all, but I would love to read a fic where Anon discovers the joy (or annoyance) of impromptu song and dance. Making ponies suddenly start singing songs only he knows would be amusing.
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>>29836905
There's a pretty amusing scene in an unfinished story which just got updated from a huge hiatus of being ded in FiMFic where the human MC forcefully makes Twilight dance and sing with him.

Story is Quantum Castaways.
The song?
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=_JphDdGV2TU
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>>29836246
the reason we NEED meat is B12. the vegans will tell you that kimchi and spirulina have it, but that's pseudoB12 which is not biologically active. The other source of it is eating shit. I'm not going to eat shit.
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>>29814237
>mods are furries

Fuck. It all makes sense now. No wonder they hate us so much.
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>>29836928
Sauce me up with the specific chapter. I'll take anything I can get.
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>>29835883
>>29835943
That might be one of the few things that'd make me leave Equestria even if it's mostly like the show and I'm not being horribly discriminated against.

After I see if they have some magical way of compensating for my diet.
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>>29837137
This tbqhwyf.
If Equestria didnt do imports, my ass would migrate to live with the gryphons. They hate each other, so it'd be just like Earth except with hot catbirds. Win/win.
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>>29833685
you missed a greenline here.
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>>29837069
Fish is a perfectly acceptable source of B12.
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>>29837539
fish is type of meat anon.
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>>29837630
Well sure, but it's a source of meat that's (at least partially) acceptable to eat. Just ask Fluttershy.

Fish don't count as people, Anon. They don't even get to vote. It's guilt free murder!
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>>29831288
>Anon doesn't want magical Equestrian wasp that probably will outlive him through magical fuckery
Gay
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>>29837670
its not murder if its not human anon, its killing.
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>>29837710
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>>29836928
>Quantum Castaways
>got an update
Jesus Christ, that died five years ago.
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>>29837137
...so, get some meat. It's everywhere. What are they gonna do, exile the male who is the only member of his species for eating meat even though they threw a party for some meat-eating prick named gilda?
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>>29814675
Mr. Joester.
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>>29814881
>My fucking side
>side
I'm sorry.
how did the accident happen?
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>>29814927
>posed
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>>29814927
>pega pony power armor
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>>29815475
>An orange clump of dirt, oh wait nevermind its just Scootaloo
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>>29816757
>I didn't touch nobody. Nopony. Like, maybe shaking hands once a month. Thas'all.
me
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>>29820975
>.22
jokes on you, I just installed my cardboard armor.
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I'm a fan of the sleeping through days/working through nights because a pony minute is about 30 seconds than Earth's 60.
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>>29837108
what
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>twilight fucks up a spell
>gets bodyswapped with Anon
>worse yet, this happened just a day before beginning her estrus cycle
>twilight leaves to get help from celestia since anon can't use any of her magic
>anon has to try his hardest not to become a huge slut in his best friend's body
>it gets even harder when anon finds out just how forward and lewd that "alpha males" tend to be
>anon can't use magic to get rid of them, which they interpret as submission and keep pushing him
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>>29838625
So mares want to fuck other mares?
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>>29838625
>body swapping
>gender swapping
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>>29838625
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>>29838625
>Anon gets bodyswapped with Twi
>Spends the entire time telling stallions to "Fuck off!" and being rude to them
>He spends an uncomfortable week resisting the urge to touch himself
>Finally Twi gets back and switches their bodies back
>Twi finds out that there are no less than four stallions that want in her pants
>Is horribly utterly confused
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>>29838625
Fucking kill yourself faggot.
>>
Dorothy
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>>29838881
SHOWTIME!
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>>29838625
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>>29830231
There was demand for that? Huh, I'll write more of it after I'm done GMing my Tails of Equestria game
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>>29838625
>Twilight urges Twilight to have sex for the love of Celestia, because she knows that the amount of estrus in her body will rise from ridiculous levels to beyond ridiculous and cause her/your ovaries to detonate unless the lust is quenched at least four times a day until either estrus ends or you get pregnant.
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>>29839017
just let her ovaries explode

let it happen
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>>29839031
But it would be extremely painful.
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>>29837111
Chapter Ten - Wanderings, after a wall of blue text if you haven't found it already.
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>>29839057
for her
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>>29839075
Well congratulations, her ovaries exploded. Now what's the next step of your master plan?
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>>29839075
Really? Would an ovarian follicle or some other shrapnel strike her human eye?
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>>29839087
Fill her with HMD.
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>>29836928
Ill give it a look. Is it RGRE?
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>>29839087
FILLING THIS WOMB
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>>29839087
Something something no survivors
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>>29839105
Absolutely not, but it's a pretty good read I'd say.
It also just got updated after 5 years like >>29837811 says.
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>>29839057
>>29839075
>>29839087
>>29839106
>>29839112
I fucking hate this place.
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>>29839118
DO YOU FEEL IN CHARGE?
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>>29839118

Get this hothead out of here!
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The alicorns, used to having stallions falling over themselves for them, are kinda surprised when Anon says he doesn't find them attractive.

Cadence acts like his annoying sister, so that kills his why-boner dead. Plus, he thinks she looks like something that fell into a vat of syrup.

Celestia is too gangly and has an ass that eclipses Luna's moon.

Twilight is Chublight.

Luna is... Luna.

Insulted and a little worried, they go on diets, change their mane-styles, etcetera.
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>>29839072
Thanks man, it was everything I wanted and more.
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>>29839570
>Celestia is too gangly and has an ass that eclipses Luna's moon.
> they go on diets

Some heresy here...

>Luna is... Luna.
kek
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>>29839570
>The divine light of the sun made manifest being anything less than perfection

kys my dude

much prefer the version of this prompt where poners think the princess are too big and weird looking but Anon thinks they are hot.
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>>29839570
The change Luna makes is becoming Nightmare again

Luna is no longer Luna, maybe Anon likes it?
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>>29839570
>has 'reasons' for not finding the other 3 attractive
>tells luna he just plain doesn't like her
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>>29839796
>"Oh!"
>For a moment, Luna looks genuinely pleased that she isn't considered gangly like her sister or annoying like Cadence
>And then your words sink in ("You're just too... Luna, I guess."), and she deflates.
>"...oh."
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>>29825714

>Day Spoopy
>Be Anon
>Little horses are running about in costumes
>Even the Adults
>One mare is getting particularly aggressive about the amount of candy being given out
>Crazy bitch is dressed like K=Pop idol or some shit.
>Got like Thugnificent, just to massive, pink, puff-balls on either side of her head.
>…
>And she just got knocked the fuck-out.
>Whelp, back to drinking alone in your house while wearing a hockey-mask.
>Truly you are living the Miller High Life
>”Trick or Treat~!”
>…Fuck it, time to scare children
>You pick up your machete and walk towards your front door
>Slamming the door open, you roar like a battle retard while waving your prop-blade over your head
>… There’s no one out here and ponies are staring at you in confusion
>A couple look afraid.
>Mission accomplished you guess…
>”… Thou darest to strike against-“
>BLIND-REVERSE-SUPLEX-INTO-GIANT-SWING!
>A massive blue horse is sent flying through your house, breaking through one of your walls
>Fuck
“Fuck."
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>>29839959
kek
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>>29838625
> Alpha males
Wrong general, Anon.
To make it RGRE,
> Sunburst fucks up a spell, ends up body swapped with Femanon
> He retreats to the Crystal Empire library for a counterspell, telling her that she should stay indoors for the next week or so
> Soon, mares in heat start knocking on the door, asking politely to be let in
> Femanon is still getting used to the new body, and isn't done playing with the horsecock
> She tells them to go away
> The next day, one of her marefriends shows up, pitifully begging to be let in
> Femanon lets her in
> The friend tries very hard to persuade Femanon to lend a dicking
> At first Femanon resists, but her curiosity and pity begin to get the better of her
> She always wondered what it would be like to be the one penetrating
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Short semi-lewd before thread death. I took some inspiration from the prompt bin - thanks to the anon(s) maintaining int.

> Hearing a loud ”Thump!”, you glance up over the side of your book, to see the heap of pastel-horse that is Rainbow Dash.
> Propping herself up again, a – somehow – unharmed Dash looks around the area, before finding you. She begins stumbling towards your spot, in the shade of the oak tree.
> As she moves closer, you begin to make out the finer details. Her mane is ragged, her coat is dirtied, and her wings looks like they haven’t been cared for in days.
> Her eyes has a tired, but determined look to them. Rocking them bed-eyes thou’.
> “H-Hey Anon”, her coarse voice sounds.
“Hi Rainbow, you okay? You look like you took a rough landing there,” you point out.
> “Never better...,” she answers, continuing her path towards you.
> Sensing that she wants to talk to you, you place your book down – after placing a bookmark of course, Twilight didn’t raise no savage.
> You pat the ground besides you to indicate your intention. Rainbow, on her part, completely ignore that.
> She pushes your arm away, mostly because you let her, and sits in your lap.
> Taking in a deep breath, she leans her face against your hoodie-covered chest, and sighs. Her eyes are closed.
> “Anon…”, she begins, dragging out the end of your name.
“Hehe, what’s up with you, Dash. You’re not usually this… friendly…” you say.
> Rainbow faintly prods her front hooves against you, dragging them up and down your chest in what could best be described as weak prompts for attention.
> “Anon…” she starts. “I want a foal…”, she mewls huskily, pressing more of her bodyweight into her insistant prodding.

“You… um… want to adopt, Dash?”, you reply. You’ve got a bad feeling about this.
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>>29840095

> Leaning her muzzle into your hoodie, she takes in a new deep breath of you, no, she’s smelling you. Guessing from her shudder, and dopey smile, she likes it.
“O-oh dear…” you mumble.
> “Oh no, Anon, I want your foal, silly,” she practically moans.
“U-um, Rainbow, you’ve um… you wouldn’t happen to be in… um… estrus… right?” you ask, already seeing the answer in her glassy eyes.
> Damn yea, she in season, son.
> “Oh yes, I am, Anon,” she answers. “Now, where do you want to bump uglies?” She asks, a husky smile adorning her face.
“Humans are not f-for lewd…”
> “Oooh, shy, are we? Well then, my place or yours?” she continues unabated.
> Slowly, you move your right arm away, grasping for something to help you drag yourself up, and away from the lewd gay-parade.
> Not moving her admittedly porn-star tier bedroom eyes from yours, she calmly places her hoof over your grasping arm, and moves it to her chest.
> Grasping her fluff, she moans in a long drawn out voice.
“Humans are a p-proud and noble race…” you say anemically.
> “~We can do it however you want, Anon~.” She whispers, leaning into your side, pressing up against your ear.
“H-humans are not for s-sexual”, you whisper, your voice wobbling.
> “Possibly. But rainbows are,” she growls in response.

> Today, Anon learned that humans are indeed for sexual.


Again, super short, but nice little story to piece together. Have a nice night, anons.
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>>29840103
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>>29840103
>> Not moving her admittedly porn-star tier bedroom eyes from yours, she calmly places her hoof over your grasping arm, and moves it to her chest.
>> Grasping her fluff, she moans in a long drawn out voice.
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Whatever happened to the story where anon was captured by griffin's and he was about to escape thanks to the help of a seapony shark thing?
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>>29840357
dead
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>>29840458
Everyone's dead.
>Anon writing spoopy stories with Yearling -->dead
>Anon escaping from pones/sleeping in the White house ruins with snekwaifu-->dead
>Amphetanon-->dead
>The other Amphetanon story with Bombshell-->dead
>Ephemeral's batguard story-->dead
>That green about the expedition in the haunted forest-->dead
>Lovecraft investigator pone-->dead
>that xcom/psychic alien Anon green-->dead
>Anon & his IRL mare going to Equestria-->dead
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>>29840615
The propeller's list of victims grows even larger.
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>>29840103
>tfw no needy pegasus
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>>29840615
>Were-timber-monkey Anon with Flutters and Gilda --> dead
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STOP

PLEASE
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>>29840745
EVERYONE YOU LOVE IS DEAD
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>>29840861
Not everyone. LaP's still here, still see ApA and BNW posted earlier in the thread. Lots of others I'd like to see again, but we just have to keep on keepin' on.
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>>29840861
I'll always have this short snippet to remember him by...
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>>29838625
>gets bodyswapped with Anon

Read up on pic related....then do it.
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>>29840103
> Not moving her admittedly porn-star tier bedroom eyes from yours, she calmly places her hoof over your grasping arm, and moves it to her chest.
> Grasping her fluff, she moans in a long drawn out voice.

Fucking god tier
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>”Are you seriously going to wear that thing as your costume for nightmare night?”
“Of course, this may be the greatest costume I ever created, leaps and bounds over my Magneto costume last year.”
>”Anon… it’s just a tinfoil hat.”
“It’s not ‘just’ a tinfoil hat Twilight, it’s a conspiracy tin foil hat. With this on everyone will know just how crazy I am.”
>”I’m pretty sure they think that already.”
>That one hurt just a little.
>”You’re not going out wearing that thing.”
>”You can’t tell me what to do, you’re not my mom.”
>”No I’m not your mom, I’m your wife, and as such I am not going to walk around town with you while you make an idiot of yourself again.”
>Twilight emphasized her point by bringing her hoof down on the hardwood floor.
>The mare of the house had spoken.
>But you wouldn’t be stopped, not now, or ever.
>She may be your wife, but you are Anon, the man who laughed in the face of danger.
>And no equine would stop you.
>Holding your head high, you made for the door.
>The dignity of mankind rested on your shoulders now, and you were going to do it proud by wearing the shit out of this hat.

>Why did you ever think this was a good idea?
“Curses on you- you- damn hat!”
>Conspiracy tinfoil hats are supposed to be funny, meant to make you look like a fool.
>They’re not actually supposed to goddamn’ work!
>After donning the foil hat, you started to notice things.
>Odd things.
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>>29841412
>To be honest this world was about as odd as it got, but this was odder? Is that the right word for it?
>Never mind, that’s not important right now.
>What is important is that you saw things, things that didn’t make sense.
>Like Pinkie Pie.
>The mare who could pop out of nowhere, you saw her hiding in a pot, almost as if you had x-ray vision.
>She was curled up tightly, grinning to herself, just waiting to catch someone unaware as they passed by.
>As for Flutters, this was going to sound weird, but when she was talking with the birds, you could understand them.
>Almost like a speech bubble, the words appeared above their heads. And they were fucked up little birds.
>You are scared.
>Twilight tried to warn you that this was a bad idea.
>You didn’t listen!
>Why didn’t you just listen!?
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>>29841420
>not abusing this shit and surprising everypone with your newfound crazyman powers

wow what a faggot
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>>29841420
NEAT
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>>29841262
>Snippet
Also dead. No more Bluebug.
The sadness never stops.
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>>29841567
I miss my little changelings.
>>
>Anon is a social retard
>Combined with not quite getting pony body language, he can't tell that mares are actually hitting on him unless they are blatantly obvious about it (to the point where it becomes funny or loops back around to being horribly unfunny).

>Goes around rejecting mares who are trying to get a date, clueless as to what they were actually trying to.
>He though they were just trying to hang out or something, and he already had plans or whatever.
>Sad pones have been unintentionally friendzoned

What does it take for everyone's favorite moron to figure out what he's really been doing?
>>
>>29841662
Pony social retard (or just blunt, like usual) Maud in in town, and plainly tells him she finds him attractive and would like to go on a date with him with the hope of entering a relationship with him.
Plot device: He says yes.
Ponies badger either him about why he picked her over everyone else, or her as to how she managed to get a yes from Anon.
>>
>>29840720
Oi, I'm not dead I actually have a page and a half of world building written up I just wanted to take my time cuz my first draft of it was shitty with bad pacing
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>>29840615
>TFW someone remembers you.
>>
>>29840003
Femanon is fookin cancer m8
>>
>>29840615
>>29840720
This thread has a massive amount of autists that drive writefags away.

I know of two that are writing on different threads because of this.
>>
>>29842210
Chin up, Anon. RGRE will be fun to post in again someday.
>>
>>29842210
I know of one guy who thinks he is doing the thread a favor, Mr Discord Guy himself: "If they aren't strong enough, then they should leave."(not a problem with him at fault of course) and maybe a second guy, but that could be D.G. again.
He just keeps on posting in an emotional rage for ~20-40 posts derailing the thread, most people denounce his bullshit.
>>
>>29842241
>>29842286
Falloutfags get out.
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>>29842293
I don't even like that game.
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HELP

ITS SPRING, THE MARES ARE COMING

ITS THEIR SEASON
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>>29842293
I don't see how Fallout has anything to do with Mr D.G. screeching for 20 posts.
>>
>>29842479
yah better star praying boy
no one can save you now
>>
>Anon has convinced ponies that Human men also go into season
>>
؜>>newfags
>>
>>29842549
newfags<<
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>>29842210
Complaining won't really help to make things better. We just need to write better greens and ignore dem trolls.
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>>29842597
>trolls
Do we have troll in equestrian?
>>
>>29841412
>>29841420
Would love to see more conspiracy theories anon sounds like fun
>>
>>29840615
>Anon escaping from pones/sleeping in the White house ruins with snekwaifu
Damn, I thought I was the only one who remembered that. Snek was best girl.

I just want Amph to get off his butt and write more things.

>>29842210
Pretty much. Also there's been waves of like shit-post tier bullshit where Anons will post 'impregnate the mare! ground the pegasus' for like 40 posts, then some posters turn around and bitch at someone for writing a "fetish".

>>29842210
>I know of two that are writing on different threads because of this.
I know four.
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>>29842627
amphetanon is kill
he will never come back
>>
Move move move

>>29842655
>>29842655
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>>29836246
Eggs are a dairy product?
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