Spitfire Thread #3

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>>30296650
>OP pic
now we're talking

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Hell yeah, it's back!

>>30296684
You got sauce on that famfalam?

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>>30296684

>>30296795
no https://derpibooru.org/1254654

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>>30296684
Damn.

>>30296684
>>30296831
Wait wait, is that a trainee uniform? For some reason I find it extra hot heh

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>>30296897
Spoiler: it's your training uniform

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>>30296897
>barely legal Spitfire
absolutely unf

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What is she looking at?

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>>30296977
>barely legal Spitfire
I would. I would so hard.

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So, do y'all have any spitfire plushes to cuddle at night? pic related, got mine a few years ago

>>30296980
Muh hung dick XD lol #comedy

>>30297033

>Spitfire let out a small huff, glancing towards the door.

>"I just got into the Wonderbolt Academy, Soarin. If we get caught because you want to hump everything in sight, you're seriously going to pay."

>She pressed her partner against the lockers, keeping her eyes locked on his. Even in the dim ligh, they stood out boldly against her neatly groomed, coat and still damp mane.

>"But I guess I can't blame you," she said, purring, each world dripping like nectar off her tongue.

>Her teeth gripped the zipper of his trainee uniform, pulling it down slowly, stopping just shy of his twitching length.

>Her breath danced against his throat, her chest rubbing against his, staining his fur with her sweet scent.

>"A lead pony has to take care of her wing pony, huh?"

>Spitfire pressed against him harder, dragging her tongue against his jaw as her wing slipped inside his suit, wrapping around his thick length and stroking slowly.

>The reaction was immediate, and satisfyingly, all too familiar. This wasn't this first time they had played with each other.

>But it was the first time they could say they played as adults.

>Spitfire cooed softly, each dexterous feather rubbing slowly over his tip, teasing his sensitive slit as pre smeared against her feather and the inside of his suit.

>"That's a goooood boy," she purred, biting his ear and tugging gently toward her, forcing his face to press against her tufts of chest fur.

>The feeling was devine, each throb and twitch sent chills down her spine, a bit of drool running down her cheek as she tightened the grip of her wing, feeling Soarin's chest rise suddenly.

>She pressed her thighs together, eyes rolling back as she felt Soarin buck his hips, hugging her thin frame close as burst after burst of his seed stained her wing, and his stomach and uniform.

>Spitfire shoved him back against the lockers, panting heavily, a few drops of her excitement landing between her hooves.

>"Better not go soft-"

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>>30297033
I am disappointed in the source of that image

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>>30297178

>A loud bell chimed overhead, the ringing lingering as it echoed across the small room.

>Spitfire let out a low groan, shooting an annoyed glance at Soarin as the all-too-familiar announcement played.

"All Recruits report to the track for endurance training!"

>Spitfire bit her cheek, walking past her spent little partner.

>"C'mon Soarin," she huffed.

>"You need this endurance training more than me."

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Summertime <3

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>She'll make you melt in more ways than one.

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The higher your rank, the tighter your suit.

“Fucking hell.”
>Looking at the invoice which had just been dropped off, it took almost all your willpower to stop yourself from throwingsomething at the wall of your office.
>TEN THOUSAND GODDAMN BITS!
>All spent on new sets of uniforms for the team.
>This normally wouldn’t have been an issue, but-
>Didn’t you just fork over the money for uniforms less than three weeks ago?
“I swear to god, whoever was the fucknut that ordered more uniforms is aching for my foot in their ass.”
>Fishing through the various files which were neatly laid out within your drawer, you pulled out a binder, one which filled to the brim with past receipts.
“Hotel bill, bill for damages, hospital bill.”There was no end to them.
>All you got nowadays was bills.
>Never an “Oh thank you for being an awesome manager and making sure we don’t spend all the money allocated for the year in two weeks on meaningless shit.”
>Finding the old paper you scanned the contents of the document.
>And here it was.
>The penmanship on the thing was atrocious, just like the new one.
>Five year olds write better than this.
>So who was the culprit?
>Couldn’t be Soarin, the guy knew better than to pull an asinine stunt like this.
>Fleetfoot? No, she was at least nice enough to let you know before she did anything stupid.
>Surprise? Likely candidate, but she preferred a harmless pranks and her writing was better than yours.
>Meaning it could only be one horse.
“Spitfire you damn birdhorse! Get your ass in my office NOW!”
>Leaning back in your chair you waited for the orange and yellow mare to show up.
>”What’s got your undies in a bunch this time?”
>Speak of the devil and she’ll be shit out in front of you.

>>30298228
“Close the damn door.”
>You needed to be stern with these ponies.
>They all thought they were god’s gift to Celestia, and you were dropped in this forsaken place to unfuck them.
“Care to explain this order for more damn uniforms?”
>”We needed new ones.”
>She rolled her eyes and floated up before landing in the seat in front of the desk.
“There better be more than just needing new ones.”
>Spitfire seemed unfazed by the venom in your voice.
“You just bought new uniforms less than a month ago. Why the hell did you need new ones?”
>”Well Fleetfoot has a new coltfriend that has a ‘tear the clothes off a mare’ fetish, and Soarin keeps des-“
“So they don’t take care of their equipment. Is that what you’re saying?”
>The vein on the side of your head throbbed out of anger.
>They seemed to forget a simple fact, those suits were wonderbolt property, which was lent out and not directly owned by them.
“What about you?”
>”I just like the feel of a new flightsuit. It makes my rump look great.”
>To emphasize her point Spitfire jumped to her hooves on the chair and wiggled her bottom.
>Must resist urge to throttle a dumbass-
>”We have the money for them anyway, so why not treat ourse-“
“You leave me with no other options Captain Spitfire.”
>The jiggly rump which had been swaying in your direction before, quickly planted itself in the chair as Spitfire began looking concerned.
>She knew when you used her full title, the shit was about to hit the fan.
“Maybe you all need to learn a lesson in taking care of your equipment.”

>>30298236
>”We look ridiculous.”
“Shut your traps and start flying laps.” You yelled at the team.
>Groans of frustration met your ears.
“That wasn’t a suggestion.”
>Darn Anon.
>Looking at the trainee uniforms all of you were wearing you grimaced.
>That bucking monkey was a hell of a manager.
>Shows were always sold out, venues booked weeks in advance.
>Thanks to his involvement the Wonderbolts ran like a finely oiled machine.
>But dear Celestia did he get under your skin.
>A gust of wind hit your hind legs.
>It’s one thing to constantly micromanage the team, but taking away the one thing that signified you all as Wonderbolts was just going too far.
>You were going to make him pay for this.

>>30298236
Keep going <3

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This horse is a good horse.

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Best pone, best browser.

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>>30298242
moar pls

>>30297044
None currently, although I'll be looking to get one when I get an apartment soon

>>30296650
Where did that great ass originate from? I need to know because of reasons and reverse image search only results in angry birds and fruit pictures.

>>30298471
Afraid of mommy finding the plushy eh? Well, fuck that! order one anyway!

>>30298475
Sorry Anon. This is the source. Not much more than that, and no artist.

https://derpibooru.org/1263109?q=spitfire%2C+butt%2C+panties

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>"I had a fun time tonight. See you tomorrow rookie~"

What's the first thing Spitfire does each morning?

>>30298013
Barely visible horsevag/cock is my fetish

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This is a good board.

Here's a few Spitfire greens by Gatorbait.

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>>30299196
Clean the cum off her face. :^)

>>30297211
Great, but what's her nickname?

>>30299942
Swallowfire

>>30300048
>There's still no story of Spitfire earning her nickname by sucking off every male member of the Wonderbolts.

>>30298242
Nice stuff man, go on.

>>30299466
Dude was hard into Spits.

Always with the tongue clicking though.

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This is one cute wonderbolt.

This thread made my dick hard. Then i looked at this >>30296831 and blew a huge load. May Spitfire and all drawfags of Spitfire continue to provide Anon's with pleasure.

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Rumor has it one can still summon Captainhoers.

With this beautiful fire birb

>>30299942
Spitroast

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Smooch~

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>>30300927
how do we summon that beautiful bastard, do we need to get to certain zone in Wipeout?
>got the Omega Collection on release day and it's top fucking quality vidya

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>>30301055
We have come in first on every level forwards, backwards, with inverted controls, and with the screen off.

Oh shit, I totally forgot about it. I'm going to pick that up today!

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I want Spitfire to make me her salve

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>>30301081
Are you sure you could handle that?

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>>30301090
I'm don't thinks so but I'm sure she would train me well

>>30301081
you want her to rub you on her wounds to promote healing or protection?

>>30301081
"Geeze Spitfire, this salve is really doing a wonder on my skin."
>"No problem, Anon, I made it myself."

>>30301114
>Implying your waifu turning into a healing agent isn't a top-tier fetish.

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>The hardass Captain Spitfire has a thing for gentle maledom, and to a lesser extent, pred/prey play.
>After a long day of screaming at bumbling recruits and doing the work of her less competent team members, she just wants to come home to a loving stallion and not be in charge for once.
>Too bad such a thing won't be happening, since she scares most stallions... Hell, none of them can even stutter out a reply when she flirts with them. She can't just drop her public personality either.
>Looks like another cold night home.
>Alone.

>>30301329
More

>>30301329
Man why do so many Spitfire prompts and stories involve her being depressed all the time

>>30301405
They're fun to write.

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>>30301329
Another thing that keeps people in Spitfire's and my own leadership position is that, at some point, the team you delegate and work for mean so much, it's hard to take care of someone you love besides them. And before you know it, you've been ignoring someone you love and in a split second, they're gone. It breaks you, you can't delegate the team and soon you lose the team, too.

fml

>>30301405
it's nice to see characters we love so much get pulled out of a depressed state because then seeing them happy and loved is all the sweeter

>>30301469
you wanna talk about it Anon?

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Filly Spitfire is a cute

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>>30302237
>implying Spitfire is sexually experienced & would fuck Soarin'

>>30302281
>Implying it wasn't just penis inspection day.

>>30296980
The word "File"

>>30299330
Shit, I was beat to it

>>30301405
Because it's relatable

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How hard would you rut her on a scale from 1-10?

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>>30301067
I just got to Zone 95 on one of the Zone levels is that good enough?

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>>30302791
>filename

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>>30296650
Copying the other OP was a mistake.

This is the right URL for the Spitfire Discord.

https://discord.gg/v8VaCjt

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Bump with the best rump!

>>30302791
I would break the scale

>Spitfire will never be your pony mom.
>She will never call you her little monkey.

>>30304260
>Little monkey

Gross

>>30304260
it always triggers me whenever some author refers to humans as monkeys
we're not even the same genre of simian
we don't look anything like monkeys, even blacks
stop calling us monkeys god damn it
it's the same thing as calling a nigger a gorilla

>>30304418
I know that but, she may not know that.
How about she calls you her little green ape then.

>>30304418
>Spitfire will never call you her little homo.

>>30304443
>Sweatheart
>Dear
>Love
>Hun
>Nonny
>Honey

>>30304462
>"Sup, homofag?"

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I want to write green. Green of Spitfire. What would you guys like to see?

>>30305255
Oral.

>>30305255
Words
Preferably ones about spitfire
How about something where after a particularly grueling practice she goes home where her hubby gives her a nice wing massage.
Something comfy like that.

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>>30305255
Hit me with something casual and everyday. None of the regular AiE lewd green. How does Spitfire manage the team? How does she come up with a new routine? How does she unwind after a show? How does she banter in the locker room?
Every pony every green since the inception of the board is wish fulfillment AiE and I'm tired of most of them.

>>30305255
I too want to write a Spitfire green and contriboot to this thread, but I've never written before so it'll be a rough process

>>30305307
>>30305312
>>30305328
Added to my list.

I haven't written comfy stuff in a while, but it's always a nice thing to read/write.

>>30305389
It's never too late to start! I'm sure it'll be great, and contribution is always appreciated.

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>>30305398
Gentledom please

>>30305450
Like soft domming?

>>30305464
yup

>>30305535
Added, and working on the list.

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>>30305312
>>30305328
Working on comfy first.

>Spitfire let out a small yawn, her breath rising in wisps against the cool winter air, dancing and twirling in their own elegance before disappearing before her eyes, fading into the mix of gray and violet that stained the sky as day fell softly to night.

>She flapped her wings again, gliding easily on the thick winter air. There was little to be done on the flight home except for humming softly and enjoying the company of herself.

>Time had passed quickly this season, and just as soon as new leaves had sprung onto the trees, they had begun falling, littering the ground with hues of gold and red, and leaving behind thin, shivering frames, embarrassed figures lingering amongst lush evergreen.

>Hearth's Warming was always a welcomed break. The chance to sleep in a bed bigger that let her plush wings rest on both sides, one where she could hug her pillow and smell the scent of home washed linen, with a bit of perfume that had rubbed off her mother's fur as she made the bed for her daughter's homecoming.

>The comforts and smells of home.

>Spitfire took a deep breath, slowing her glide as she descended, golden brown eyes running over the small community of cloud homes beneath her. Even in the cool winter air, she felt a warmth radiate in her chest as her hooves touched down against the plush surface.

>"Home," she said softly, walking through her small puff of steam, fumbling with the keys from her saddlebag and unlocking the door, slipping inside as silently as the metal clasps at her side would allow her.

>The smell of pine and cinnamon lingered throughout her home, accompanied by the hushed whispers of cracking wood and dancing embers from the fireplace. Each step towards her room bathed her wings and coat in bliss.

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>>30305935

>Though the flight had been easier than anything she had done with the Wonderbolts, she suddenly felt the weight of her body with each step she took, her vision blurring ever so slightly as another yawn passed her lips.

>Spitfire stepped into her room, a small smile spreading across her lips. Her blankets had been neatly folded, everything tidy and perfect; and right in the center of her bed, was a note that had been carefully folded.

>Stripping from her plush jacket and uniform, she nudged the note open, flopping back on her bed, stretching her wings and letting out a small grunt.

"Welcome home, my little Wonder fire.
I know you'll probably be getting in late,
But I'm so so proud of you, and this break
We'll spend some real quality time together!"

>Spitfire let out a loving hum, placing the note on her bedside table. And to the sound of her own steady breathing, she slowly drifted off to sleep.

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>>30300973
Glad I wasn't the only one that thought that

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>>30305935
>>30305949
Love me some comfy

>>30306181
I'll continue this when I have more flushed out. Feel free to throw any feedback my way if something seems out of place or needs improvement.

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>>30299466
y tho

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Spitfire is mad, what do?

>>30296650
>survive the heat
but i want spitfire's heat to kill me

>>30306980
Apologize. Apply mouth to horsepussy. Do not expect blowjob in return.

>>30307000
Unf + Trips

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>>30156459
>Well yeah.
>It was pretty damn easy to kill a plate of eggs.
>Especially if they were just amazingly good.
>Was it a pegasus thing to cook awesome food?
>My experiences so far seemed to indicate as such.
>Where had these ponies been my whole life?
>I set the fork down and leaned back casting the waitress a satisfied glance.
"Thanks, that was awesome."
>It certainly added to her already jubilant attitude.
>"Well thank you. Would you like your check now?"
"Yeah sure, thank you."
>With that, she skipped off while I reached into my pocket for some bits.
>I'd really done nothing but spend money these past two days.
>But considering the source of expenditure, it was totally worth it.
>Overeasy returned, left the check and grabbed up our plates.
>I covered the bill and added on an extra 25% tip.
>We made our way outside leaving Two Square Eggs behind us.
>I made a mental note to try and come back another time.
>Spitfire decided we needed to check out some of the local shops and see what they had.
>Of course, I didn't argue.
>The idea seemed interesting enough.

>>30307086
>I was first led to a shop that was nothing more than useless knicknacks.
>Though they may have had a purpose, they all seemed foreign and unimportant to me.
>Little glass baubles, some shaped like stars or the sun, others as ponies mostly the pagasus variety.
>Really it seemed like some form of ornament stand sellin all sorts of small decorative pieces.
>None of which caught my eye.
>I let my eyes wander as Spitfire perused the wares.
>Surely this wasn't her hobby?
>That would get boring really quick.
>As I gazed around me, nothing really caught my eye.
>Everything seemed to blend together in a fantastic display of mediocrity.
>Tiny vegetable markets.
>Clothing vendors.
>An unruly amount of ponies peddling tiny trinkets of little worth.
>Nothing screamed 'Hey Anon, come check this out.'
>"Hey Anon, come check this out."
>I stand corrected.

All I really have currently. Sorry for the serious lack of green for the past couple weeks.

>>30307088
It's good to have you back, sig!

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>>30305949
I like your writing style and it definitely is comfy, keep going.
And stop shitposting in the LD thread ^:)

>>30299466
Awesome. Saving all of these

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>>30304260
>Spitfire will never call you "my little birdhouse"
why live

>>30305328
would you guys still be up for AiE though? I've had something rocking around in my brain for a few weeks now even before these threads started getting made
Don't worry it's not gonna be a story with a perfect Anon that Spitfire immediately falls for I'm gonna work that in slowly try and make it feel more natural

>>30305949
>>30307088
we're back in the green

>>30307749
I don't mind. I won't shitpost against it and a lot of people still like it. It just doesn't engage me as much, because everyone does AiE.

>>30307749
Any green is good green, Anon. In one way or another.

>>30307088
I need to figure out how I should continue this. So far, all I've got is going to a market stall.

>>30308302
A market stall can act as a pivot point. She could run into someone she knows, have a conversation with someone that extends her trip to another area, or an unrelated event could happen that makes her stay longer or gain more attention from those around her.

>>30307739
What are you, a tree?

>>30308911
>not wanting to have your marefriend give you a qt nickname that isn't some generic garbage thrown around by every couple
I feel bad for you

>>30309896
Yeah but.. birdhouse? Who wants to be called 'my little birdhouse'?

>>30308911
>>30310043
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=CAiZPN9GJpY
related to spitfire from this
http://askfirestarterspitfire.tumblr.com/tagged/act-1/chrono

>>30310077
Am I the only one that thinks that tumbr askfirestarter thing is drawn pretty poorly
I always see you faggots praising the 'quality' of it but it looks bretty shit to me honestly

>>30310105
i wouldn't say poorly drawn by any stretch.
It is also a long way from being amazing. it's just good/decent
Also amongst other ask blogs it's pretty good

>>30310105
To be fair, that link leads to Act 1 of his story. The very first drawings, which were like 6 years ago. His updated stuff is far better.

http://askfirestarterspitfire.tumblr.com/

>>30310105
In all honesty I really like it, over time his art style, whilst not the best I'll admit, has become one of my favourites of the fandom

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Is there any song that makes you guys think of Spitfire?
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=s11BuatTuXk
I don't know why but when I first listened to this she came to mind almost immediately
"I dreamed a dream..."

>>30310043
I do but what nickname would you want?

>>30310533
>implying I'd want a nickname

>>30302791
Enough that by the time I'm finished with her, there will a crater in the shape of her in the ground and she'd be a stuttering, squeaking mess

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>>30311042
a lot of talk for a unwashed obese 5'2 manlet with a microdick
back off faggot, she's mine

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>>30311092
[Spoiler]you wish I was all the things you said I was because I would still be the bull and you would be stuck in your chair autistically screeching as you get sucked into your own fat and die while you watch me pleasure spitfire :^)

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>>30311177
>he thinks he's attractive enough to have human girlfriend let alone a pony one or Spitfire

>>30310439
When I write more emotional scenes, Now, Now is the band I listen to. Recently for some of my ideas, this song reminds me of her:

https://youtu.be/-U-vmaPIw9E

>>30310439
What makes me think of her?
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=P05yJ1zQhJM
Maybe. Anything a bit emotional, whether it's light hearted like that or something a bit more somber.
Disclaimer if you liked that, that band is 3/4 edgy shit and that song is the odd one out.

>>30311513
That was bretty good, I liked it.

>>30310439
>Flying fast
>Fiery
>Strong spirit

Easy

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=sJLtH3BBHkc

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>>30311640
Kek.
Post favorite nasheeds
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=UWqinrS0Yo0
Now I'm picturing Spitfire dropping a 50lb-er on an ISIS checkpoint

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>>30311664
Obligatory image response.

>>30311228
challenge my dubs you trash, eat shit

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>>30311640

You're making me spill my spaghetti, Anon

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=FAcf5Of-h0c&index=190

>>30312184
Shit, I meant>>30311664

>>30312184
Look at that cute face

>>30311924
Pfft. Dubs? Check out these digits.

>>30310639
>implying I'd want a nickname
Well now you got one, faggot huehue

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>>30312796
nice try Anon

>>30313001
>he's such a faggot he doesn't know how to preemptively time his posts with the average 12p/s speed of the board plus compensate for the size of the image you're uploading using algebraic propability equations
>being this fucking new
hah

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>>30313001
>off by 1

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Just you let you guys know, the next thread is going to be the Wonderbolt Thread. Spitfire is still the best bolt, though.

>>30313054
I disagree with this
You're not my real dad
You can't tell me what to do
I wanna fuck Spitfire not some random Wonderbolt
Also changing it to a generic wonderbolts thread will inevitably invite hordes of /hhh/ shitposters posting their oh-so-funny bait, à la guard mare thread.

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>>30313069
Good thing Spitfire is a Wonderbolt. Doesn't stop stories about her, just adds more content. And it's the same rule for any shitposters, don't feed them.

>>30313131
>just adds more content
>implying
Maybe, just maybe, if we can't sustain our general we should just let it die instead of desperately generalizing it like a failing AAA game developer.

>>30313022
Except I was posting blind and didn't want any digs.

>>30313174
>over-generalising
>not trying to save a thread about his waifu

A wonderbolt thread is still pretty specific, and hopefully you'll be less of a faggot in it

>>30313238
>Non-hostile criticism of a retarded idea is being a faggot
Wow I sure hope you don't ever have to step out of your little snowflake bubble, sweetie.

>>30313131
>Implying a wonderbolt thread will be any more successful.

The only Wonderbolts worth a damn are Spitfire and Rainbow Dash and you know it. This isn't a Vinyl and Octavia situation where combining them will increase traffic, all you're doing is rebranding an already dying thread. Where are these new people that would join a Wonderbolt thread? When was the last time you saw a Soarin thread, or a Fleetfoot thread? They don't exist, rebranding won't introduce new people because everyone interested in the rebranded name is already here!

>>30297044
Yeah, mines her in her flight suit
Thx pag

>>30304418
>Blacks don't look like monkeys
haha..HAHAHAAHAHAHHAAHAHA

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>>30305255
Anon being in a bombing squadron and spitfire being his escort. Overtime they get personal. maybe she gets shot down and he has to save her

>>30313069
>Guard mare thread
That thread is so fucking cliche and boring that the only thing that made it interesting was the shit posting.
>Le randum bat pony and serious 90% of the time guard with Pussy slayer Anon story #2458326

If you honestly like that thread please fucking kill yourself

>>30313533
Also the fact that it's a generic >Anon loves booping XDDDDDDD and Hoof holding memes story makes it a fuckton worse

>>30313533
>>30313553
>I willingly ruin others' fun for no reason other than because I have infantile grudge-like fits over the content.
Wow you sure showed me Anon, I'm the cancer here, I sure am. Man, what a horrible, immature, newfag, retard faggot I am, just calling it now. Keep on doing your thing bud- that is, lacking even a modem of self realization.

>>30313557
Stop being so butthurt. Are we not allowed to talk about what we don't like? No one here is ruining the guard mare general, you're free to go to it and post to your hearts content and have as much fun as you like. And I'm free to explain why I don't like the general. Shit man, how do you even function on 4chan if someone badtalking your general rips your asshole open?

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>>30313578
Man, that was a pretty drastic 180 change from
>If you honestly like that thread please fucking kill yourself
and
>the only thing that made it interesting was the shit posting.

>>30313605
That guy wasn't me, mate.

>>30313557
>He likes tasteless generic stories about Anon swimming in guard pussy.
>I-If he doesn't like it, that means he hates fun!!
I don't hate fun, I hate generic, overused story archetypes that infest this board.
Kind of like how the slave thread isn't about slavery at all, almost 98% of the stories are 'Anon saves X and shows them that humans aren't all bad' or 'Anon rescues pony and gets dah pussy'. It's annoying.

>>30313636
Neat, good for you. So, now that you've moved the goalposts, again, why not explain why you haven't written anything in your view? I mean, you could either keep complaining to writers who aren't going to listen or write it yourself. I agree; blandly written Sues aren't fun to read about nor are constantly repeated elements.

>>30310439
Yeah, two actually.
https://youtu.be/O-BmYi4Ie5M
This one was when I was still reading Summer On Fire and now I associate it with Spitfire having hot and heavy nights under a bundle of sheets. Unf.
https://youtu.be/wNsU-EhRVqA
This is a more recent one that I think fits her well and just brings her to mind.

>>30313271
We can dream dude

>>30313533
>>30313557
>>30313578
>>30313605
>>30313636
>>30313681
Come on guys, this is meant to be a friendly place where we read comfy stories. Just chill out, you could have talked about something else related to this thread instead; like does Spitfire waggle her little hoovsies like a dog when she sleeps, or is a very stoic sleeper due to only getting a few hours sleep each night.

>>30313271
I'd read a buddy cop green with Soarin and Anon/one of the other Wonderbolts

Fuck your military femdom fetish.

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it legitimately breaks my heart to see her sad
why do I love a cartoon pony so much?

>>30314482
I just have a uniform/latex fetish. The tighter the better.

>>30314482
>Fuck your military femdom fetish.
that isn't how that fetish works, you don't fuck it, it fucks you

>>30314482
>he doesn't realize the majority of us have a dom fetish

>The crunch of snow beneath your boots is the only thing your senses recognize
>Everything else seems to blur together
>The multi-coloured, shining lights that hang between buildings mix into an annoying glare that attacks your eyes
>The sound of merry-making and music grows dull on your eardrums as you head further and further into the outskirts of the city
>A few weeks have passed since Christmas, or as the locals call it "Hearths Warming", came and went
>Lucky for you that means no drunken party-goers to bother you with their attempts at dragging you into a sing-along
>You bring the bottle clasped firmly in your grasp to your lips
>The familiar bittersweet taste dances along your taste buds and down your throat
>You let out a small gasp as you drop the bottle back to your side, the warm sensation of the alcohol contrasting the bitter cold night
>Not that it could really be called alcohol, these ponies have a weak tolerance to alcohol
>Too many times have you visited a bar only to find yourself drinking what's essentially fizzy water whilst the other patrons all get happily buzzed
>You weren't even kidding about the ponies, somehow, a while back you had ended up here, in a land known as "Equestria"
>There you found ponies, ponies as far as the eye could see, unicorns, pegasi, thankfully there were also normal ones
>At least they were relatively normal, the lack of flight or magic didn't quite make up for the fact that they could talk and they were coloured at least two colours of the rainbow
>It's been a hell of a ride
>You slowly go over the time you've spent here so far
>Your arrival, the months you spent in Ponyville and the ponies you met
>The very same ponies you ended up leaving behind a few months ago
>After a while you made the decision to stop being a nuisance to them and move to Cloudsdale

>>30315998
>It's a city made up of mostly pegasi ponies with a unicorn sprinkled in here and there and as the name implies, it floats
>Turns out it's pretty easy for non-pegasi to get up to Cloudsdale
>That's how it became such a big tourist spot for those inside as well as outside Equestria
>Once a unicorn learns the spell it takes next to nothing for them to cast the spell to allow cloud-walking
>Twilight Sparkle, an alicorn, and one of the first ponies you met was especially proficient in it
>Long story short she managed to store the magic of a basic 24 hour cloud-walking spell into pills
>Then she gave you a life-time supply as a leaving gift
>Yeah, you're pretty sure these ponies would give you two of their limbs and a kidney if you asked nicely enough
>Though you hadn't taken in the increased altitude when you moved and now even in all these layers you're still freezing
>Finally coming to the cities edge, or one of them at least, you sit yourself down away from the close to overloading sensations of the main city
>The city is made up of tons of different interconnecting clouds the size of hamlets
>If there was one thing you came to love about this place it was the sight at night
>You loved it even more so here since you could not only get a clearer view due to the lack of clouds, but you could also get a good view of the sweeping land below
>You crane your neck up slightly to take in the stars
>One of the princesses, another alicorn, Luna you think her name was, was responsible for the night and she never ceased to amaze you with how beautiful she made it
>You had only met her and her sister the once but they certainly seemed kind, you can see why ponies revere them the way they do
>It's a shame though
>You would've liked to meet them one more time if you had the chance
>Not that one ever presented itself
>You bring the bottle back to your lips and drain what remains of the liquid courage

>>30316009
>You place it at your feet and lean back slightly, taking in a deep breath
>As you exhale you watch as your steamy breath wafts and fades
>Finally you let yourself slip off the edge
>It's funny, you expected to feel some instinct kick in, a lurch in your muscles
>But you get nothing, you simply slip
>You feel things almost go in slow motion as your senses seem to overload
>You hear your heartbeat in your ear, you feel every slow breath
>All as the world slowly gets further away
>Better get used to it though, because it's probably a few minutes’ worth of drop
>Your fall ends as soon as it begins, your formerly relaxed body, tensing up as a heavy weight crashes into your side
>You feel the weight start to get tangled as it carries you for a few seconds
>Finally coming to a halt on solid ground the weight lurches forward, sending you crashing into a wall
>As you slowly regain consciousness you try to right yourself against the wall
>Easier said than done as all of you feels like it's on fire
>As you slowly bring your head up you try getting a hold of your senses
>You manage to crack an eye open, your vision horribly blurred
>Meanwhile a dull throbbing rings through your ears
>You shake your head in an attempt to clear it, sadly to no avail
>You manage to open both of your eyes this time, met with the same blurred vision
>Only this time your able to make out a moving orange glow
>It seems to give off a warm light
>Like a thousand fireflies
>A swift pain shoots up your spine soon after
>You press a hand to one of your temples, trying to soothe it
>It slowly fades as you find both your sight and hearing come back
>Strangely enough you hear a voice calling right next to you
>"Hey answer me, are you ok? You've been like this for nearly a minute. Shit maybe I should get somepony"
>You shoot your hand up to stop the pony, startling them
>With another shake of your head you open your eyes and look up at the pony in front of you

>>30316019
>Your eyes widen slightly as you find yourself face to face with the captain of the Wonderbolts, Spitfire, or maybe it's Blaze
>On further inspection you catch the second hue of orange in the pony's mane and tail, so it is Spitfire
>"So are you ok or what?"
>You snap out of your stupor and focus back on the pony
>She has one of her hooves raised and seems hesitant to put it down
"I should ask you the same thing"
>She raises one of her brows slightly until you gesture to her hoof
>"Oh this? Yeah, it's a little sore is all, quite a nasty crash we had there"
>You steal a glance up at the platform you had fell from
>"Good thing I was there to catch you huh, what were you even doing up there?"
"Just enjoying the view" Your words are slow as you slump back into the wall
>A suspicious look crosses her face at your tone
>You simply avoid her gaze by looking at the ground, but you can still feel it on you
>You see her lift her hoof slightly towards you out of your peripherals before pulling it back
>"Are you sure you're gonna be ok to go home tonight?"
>You could hear the concern in her voice but simply wave her off
"Don't worry about me, I'll be fine"
>You flash her a small smile and you see her visibly relax
>She gives you one more cautious glance before nodding and slowly making her way down the street
>You watch her as she goes off, seeing her glance back at you once or twice before taking off
>You glance up at the wall beside you, having ended up at another edge of the city you take a deep breath of the chilling air
>Your body starts to feel like lead as a shiver runs up your spine
>You tuck yourself into the corner further, bringing your coat tighter around you as you feel sleep start to take you

>>30316024
Decided to finally have a crack at some Spitfire green, I'll try and post some more in a day or two, and don't worry I don't intend to make this story edgy, just casual stuff with some cute and feels where I can fit it into the story

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>>30316032
Tripfag it, feggit. I await more from you.

>>30316462
I'll post a few more updates before I do, and also if I see people actually wanting more, I don't want to just post trash into a good thread

>>30316588
Once everyone gets back from what the fuck ever they're doing, I can practically guarantee they'll want more.

>>30314484
Because you are broken like the rest of us

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>>30317210
I don't like being broken, I hate this sort of dependence I have on the show, it's the only show I watch anymore and I've met so many people though it, I don't want it to end because it's become such a big part of my life

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>page 10

>>30318935
Why anon? It was so close.

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>>30311756
>250x250
jesus christ anon

>Long ago, when the nation of Equestria was still young, there was a rather peculiar law put in place on how high a pegasus may fly.
>Above the tallest clouds where the air becomes dangerously thin was deemed off limits to all save a very select few of ponies.
>The Wonderbolts.
>This was their raceway, their training ground. It was made to test them in the most extremes.
>And to remind them who was in charge.
>Captain Spitfire leads the new recruits by a country mile, reflecting on this very fact as she breaks them in.
>How her fight to be first that got her into the Wonderbolts eventually earned her the right to lead them.
>It was a tough battle, but her reward made it all worthwhile.
>Her view ahead was unspoiled, not a single pony in the way, and the billowing clouds from the blue vastness below gave the veritable ocean a morning fog that occasionally revealed the splotches of brown and green.
>However, that promotion also came with a little something else.
>As Spitfire toys with the idea of relaxing her muscles for even a second the sound of a revving motor buzzes in her ear.
>”Coming through!”
>A wooden contraption with wings spread like a bird and the tail of a shark roars closer and closer. Inside the little glass dome sits the bust of a shaved chimp whose features are barely able to be seen, but Spitfire knows he wears the grin of a madman.
“Stick to the back and enjoy the view.”
>Despite the distance his voice rings true in her ear.
>”Slow moving vehicles get over to the right lane.”
“You haven’t beaten me once.”
>”I beat you every day until you made Captain.”
“Ancient history.”

>Spitfire pushes harder, the sting of cold brushing the tips of her wings. Her life in the suit, well designed for aerodynamics but doing little for insulation, has made her accustom to the pain. Even as her lungs and heart pound endlessly in their work she takes a certain joy in that extra nip that tells her she is giving her all.

>>30319122

>It will be interesting to see the newbies’ reactions once on solid cloud again.
>”Sounds about your age.”
>Of course there is always this guy to ruin it.
“If you could fly as fast as you come up with remarks I’d be worried. Until then I’m still the best there is.”
>”They say pride comes just before the fall.”
“You should know better than to mistake me for a fool. I’m well aware of what’s happening.”
>”That you’re losing?”
>The craft begins to gain with impossible speed, but Spitfire already has a large advantage.
“When you get in front of me then you can say that.”
>”I almost had you in the last one.”
“Only because you distracted me the night before with your antics.”
>”Hey, we had fun.”
“We did.”
>” And you needed it. I was just being a good friend and trying to help you get work off your mind. In fact you should be thanking me.”
“The bill says otherwise.”
>”You won and got the prize money. A net gain overall.”
“I had to. Otherwise I’d never hear the end of it.”
>”Very true.”

>The two cruise along the final stretch enjoying the sounds of the whisping wind and the memories of days gone by.
“When ponies come to a race or an air show they chant my name; but I’m not blind. Fans are starting to drift to the newcomers.”
>”This reminds me of another mare long, long ago.”
“Don’t even say it.”
>”Well, in that case you better step it up. Your greatest fear is right behind you.”
>Spitefire flings her head around. The strange imitation of a bird that was hounding her seconds ago has disappeared, and in its place is a quickly gaining pony with rainbow mane.
>”I’m coming for number one!”
>A smirk crawls onto Spitefire’s muzzle, and her wings spread to their fullest. Every single feather captures the molecules in the air pushing the lightweight body tucked as lean as possible forward.
>And just like that she is.
>Rainbow never stood a chance.

>>30319126
>Back at the academy’s runway Spitfire waits for the rest of the crew, her lungs hauling in big gulps of air while they have the chance. In a few minutes the others will be here and their owner will rein them in to keep up appearances. Only one ever got to see her like this.
>”Ha. Looks like you managed to win again.”
>The man appears without his craft standing a full two ponies above her while looking out to the stragglers.
>”She’s got spunk. You know Spits, as much as I love hanging with you I was kind of looking forward to haunting her.”
>Spitfire snaps back with her casual authority already preparing to resume her role.
“Cool your jets, loverboy. I’m not letting you go until there’s a foal in my stomach.”
>It does not take long for Rainbow Dash to catch up as second place. Her breathing is equally destroyed, but the shine in her eyes is overwhelming.
>”Wow Spitfire, that was amazing,” she cries between labored breaths, “I didn’t think it was possible to move that fast at those altitudes.”
“That’s what training is for, Rookie. You’ll learn, even if I have to spend every day of your life drilling you.”
>Rainbow eases off at the comment, but Rainbow will be Rainbow.
>”Come on, no need to go that far. I did come second.”
“Out of the rookies. Fleetfoot has you beat by a whole twenty seconds, not to mention Soarin.”
>”And I’ll train super hard. Once I get used to the thin air I’ll beat their time, just you watch.”
“Words are just words.”
>”I stand by it 100%. No, 120%. But your speed at the end was insane. Soarin told me how you hide your top speed, but I could never imagine. What’s your secret?”
>Spitfire meets Rainbow Dash’s gaze. She had heard the same speech many times, but passed the star struck wonder there was a fire in those magenta eyes; a fire that made her answer in earnest as a mentor rather than an instructor.
“I had the right motivation.”

>>30319130
>A few years later a newly retired Spitefire sits at home admiring her growing belly. Soon there would be a little wonderbolt in training, and she was going to be a mother. Momma Spitefire. A pleasant thought, although the name does make her sound old.
“What was that word Anonymous used? Oh yeah.”
>The door explodes open bringing in a frantic Rainbow Dash in full uniform.
>”Spitfire! Spitfire! You here?”
“Please, call me Milf.”
>Rainbow barks at the air next to her.
>”Why is that so funny?!”
>Spitfire smiles. It is just as she predicted.
“I see you’ve met our oldest member.”
>”What? Who is this guy, and if he’s the oldest member why have I never heard of him?”
>Spitfire takes a moment to stare at the space beside Rainbow knowing that is where he must be, and then looks away.
“His name is Anonymous. As far as I know he’s been with every Wonderbolt captain since our inception. No one knows why, and he won’t say, but he has been a valued friend to them all.”
>”Are you sure we’re talking about the same Anonymous? This guy hasn’t stopped making ‘woo woo woo’ sounds since he showed up.”
>Finally the harsh mare is free to laugh.
“Ah yes, good times. I’m impressed you lasted this long. Usually he has new captains going crazy by lunch, though I still hold the record for two days. He SHOULD stop now, but no guarantees.”
>Rainbow leers at the supposed Anonymous. Spitfire patiently waits.
>”Yeah, he’s done.”
“He talks tough and he can be a real jerk, but as my old captain aptly put it ‘he’s just like any old bull, ride him for 8 seconds and he’ll break.’”

>Rainbows wings start to grow.
”Tuck those wings in, soldier!”
>They instantly deflate.
>“But your old captain was a stallion. Doesn’t that imply…”
”Oh, you got a gutter brain. You two are going to get along great.”
>Rainbow looks to the air again.
>“What happened at Buffaloo?”

>>30319142
>Spitfire curses in her mind. He would bring that up.
“I was gullible enough to be taken in by the trickster. Perhaps I’ll tell you another time.”
>”Am I stuck with him forever?”
”Until the next captain comes along.”
>”But what if I want a minute to myself?”
>She then turns to where Anonymous would be and listens.
>”No, not to do THAT!”
”If you need some peace and quiet then do something boring. With Anonymous there are only two outcomes: you either learn to love him or learn to love paperwork.”
>“I don’t remember you being thrilled about filing reports.”
”He grows on you.”
>And oh how he did.
> “He says you were one of the coolest.”
”THE coolest.”


> “Anyway, thanks for seeing me Spitfire. I’m glad to know I’m not going crazy.”
”Anytime. From one captain to another.”
>“Heh. Still feels weird. Probably not as weird as a foal growing inside of you, huh?”
”Little devil is causing me some pain now, but they better laugh it up while they can. Once I get a hold of them it’s going to be laps in the sky. I don’t care if they are an earth pony; this foal is going to fly.”
>Rainbow can only give a worried grin.
>”Where’s your husband?”
”Trying to pick out the right ice cream if he knows what’s good for him. I gave him a test and told him to get my favorite. Funny thing, apparently what I want and what the baby wants are two very different things. He’s in trouble no matter what he brings back.”
>”Sounds evil.”
”Harmless fun, and it helps keep them on their toes. You’ll understand one day.”
>”No plans yet. That day is later. Way, way later.”
>Spitfire gives a hearty laugh, the act still catching Rainbow off guard. In many ways the aging mare cannot help but see herself in the upstart.
“I thought the same too.”

>>30319151
>”Suppose I should get back to the barracks. Thanks again for talking with me.”
”No problem. Just do me a favor and take care of him will ya? He needs the company as much as you do.”
>Rainbow gives a respectful nod.
>”I won’t let you down. “
>She pauses.
>”He says you’ll see each other again.”
>Spitfire takes one last look at the spot still failing to see anything but empty space.
>So much has changed, and so suddenly to. No matter how hard she tried life moved on taking her in a new direction she was both excited and scared for, and as she moves from one stage of life to another the realization of what that meant settles into her.
”No, we won’t.”


This was posted in AiE a while ago.

>>30319159
Yeah, I saw it over there as well. I thought it would be a good fit here. Thanks for bringing it over.

>>30316032
It's certainly starting off kinda depressing. I am interested though. I like it when a story acknowledges that everything isn't always 'sunshine and rainbows'.

I agree with Sig.45. Name thyself as I too would like to see more.

>>30316588
>...see if people want more...
Didn't I just say I'd like to see more? Oh wait. I hadn't posted the comment yet; my bad.

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>>30319159
That's a neat idea. I'd love to see it expanded upon.
Shenanigans, romance/bromance/both, slowly revealing more about what anonymous is or how he got to be in his position. ghost?
cursed or honor bound to "assist" wonderbolts captains?

>”He says you’ll see each other again.”
maybe in the (far?) future the wonderbolts is disbanded/significantly reworked and renamed, and he is free to pass on?

>>30314482
Where do you think we are?

>>30320528
I interpreted it to mean that after passing on, the Captains can speak with him again. Spitfire says they won't, but she doesn't know it yet. Anonymous has been around to 'meet' the other Captains in the afterlife.