Marital Problems Thread

And since it been a long time, I'ma start off from the bottom of the bin.

>You spend a few extra days moping around the castle.
>Well you keep telling yourself it was a few extra days.
>In truth, those extra days became a month.
>Most of that time was spend in your room.
>Mulling over papers that for right now did nothing.
>Or fighting with your emotions.
>You know the longer you wait the worse it gets.
>But depression can make a procrastinator out of any one.
>Thankfully neither Cadence, or Shinning bugged you during your stay.
>You did see them around from time to time.
>Cadence would give you a soft smile, and Shining would just give you a casual nod.
>You can’t but wonder if she ever told him about your affair with his sister.
>But those are thoughts that probably never get answers to.
>Eventually the feeling of being a freeloader started to outweigh your broken heart.
>You really have overstayed your welcome at this point.
>You resolved that you would get out of Cadence and Shining’s hair, and deal with your problems when you get home tomorrow.
>As you were finishing packing your things, you hear a knock at your door.
>You open the door to find a maid.
>”I was told to come directly to you, and give you this.”
>She holds up a scroll.
>You take it from her, and with her business done, she bows, and leaves you.
>Closing the door, you give the scroll a one over.
>Your eyes stop on a very recognizable wax seal.

>>30416061
>Your hands shake, and your heart pounds into your chest.
>You’ve been around Twilight far too long to not notice her royal seal.
>Is this it?
>Is she just going to end everything with a scroll?
>She better not.
>It would be less humiliating if she did to your face than behind an ink and quill.
>You stood there holding the scroll unsure of what to do with it.
>A part of you wanted to just tear it to pieces.
>A part of you wants to read it, just so you’ll know everything is over.
>You decide That whatever you do, you’re going to sit down while you do it.
>You sit on your bed, and you stare at your shaking hand.
>Seconds turned into minutes.
>Minutes turned into half an hour.
>Oh stop being such a wuss and read the damn thing already.
>You peel off the wax seal, and unroll the scroll.

>>30416069
>Dear Anonymous.
>I… We need to talk.
>I know you’ve heard the news by now.
>I know there is a chance that you’ll just destroy this scroll out of anger.
>But on the chance that you didn’t destroy this scroll, and is reading instead.
>Please come back down south, and inform me at your earliest convenience.
>Please Anon, please come back and talk to me.
>Even if you never want to see me again afterwards.
>Please.

>>30416091
>You.
>You don’t know how you feel.
>There is some slight form of happiness that your expectations were dashed.
>But it’s overshadowed by…
>Irritation? Even more anger than before?
>Does she think that through talking that the affair between you two can continue?
>You would think that with a foal on the way, Flash’s and Twilight’s marriage would stabilize somewhat.
>Unless Flash is still missing.
>Still, she has a foal to think of.
>That should take priority over your dysfunctional affair.
>You skim over the scroll again.
>Other than Twilight not writing an ending there isn’t anything else strange about it.
>With a heavy sigh, you roll it back up.
>You tap the scroll against your thigh a few times, before standing up.
>You stare at the scroll in your enclosed fist.
>You make up your mind, and start to walk towards your things.
>You put the scroll with the rest of your important documents.
>You’ll…
>You’ll tell her eventually.
>But you need to get yourself back on track, and make sure all of your personal business is finished first.
>You walk back to the bed, and plop your butt onto it.
>You fail to wrap up your swirling emotions.
>You sigh once more, and lay down on the bed.
>You knew this could get complicated.
>But you would be lying to yourself if you thought you would be prepared.

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>MP thread
What's the point
WHEN LOKI'S DEAD

Oh wow! Am I ever glad to see this.

Thx TLA! Tho I gonna have to reread to remember what's going on.

>>30416228
Part of me feels this too. Cept I'm quite enjoying TLA n assault turtles greens too.

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This has been sitting on my phone for way too long.

>>30416228
Who knows he might come back.

>>30416968
Our penguin is back.

>>30416165
>Your hooves clop against the crystal tree floor of your castle.
>Once again court was tiresome.
>Everyone says it’s because of your ongoing pregnancy making you more tired as time goes on.
>But none of them could explain the bags under your eyes from the lack of sleep.
>Nor do any of them know about how low your heart hangs in your chest.
>You come up to your room, and open the door.
>It’s empty.
>But the pain of seeing such a sight have dulled.
>It’s kind of a reprieve as of late.
>You enter the room, and close the door behind you.
>You thought about bathing.
>But you’ll do it in the morning.
>You walk towards your bed, and lift yourself on it.
>Something that is getting increasingly more difficult as time goes on.
>Once you’re properly sitting on the bed, you steal a glance at your desk.
>You remember the scroll you sent north to the Crystal Empire.
>You also remember forty other scrolls you disposed of before sending that one.
>You hoped on that day Anon would read it.
>You still hope for that.
>The thought of him just throwing it away makes you sick.
>You tear your eyes away from the desk, and move yourself until you’re laying on your back underneath the blanket.
>You starting at the ceiling feeling the weight of your stomach pressing down on you is starting to become a reoccurring thing.
>You move your forelegs to rub your belly.
>Caressing a foal that is oblivious to its mother’s action.
>Staring into the darkness, you feel your eyes start to mist.
>Why must fate be so cruel?
>Hot tears trickle down your face.
>Why give you something so special just to poison you with your sins.

>>30417176
>The train ride home was forgettable.
>So was the walk.
>In fact, you don’t even remember when you got in your room, and unpacked.
>You mind is bouncing around to many things for you to remember any small details.
>Somehow in your absent mindedness, you place your business folder on your desk.
>And Twilight’s scroll.
>Ignoring that for now.
>You spent the rest of your day writing letters to your banks.
>Requesting all documents that accumulated in your absent.
>Unsurprisingly there is a lot.
>Spending the next several weeks, you catch up on all of the work you’ve missed.
>Sometimes pulling long nights just so you can work on something else sooner.
>Soon enough, your work load dwindles to nothing.
>Leaving you with the only business to finish is an uninformed Twilight.
>And that scroll makes you hesitate.
>Everything can get so much more complicated, or end with a simple letter.
>Even with knowing you need to get it over with, you push it off for a few days.
>And for putting it off, you are punished by the sight of young couples hugging and kissing while the mares are showing off their pregnant bellies.
>Fine then world, fate, or karma.
>You write up a simple letter.
>In it, you tell Twilight that you’ve returned home, and that you two indeed need to talk.
>You send it off right away before your emotions get the better of you.

>>30416042
Hey, can you guys help me? I've been looking for clopfics that involve the four princesses having "royal meetings". I don't know if I'm just searching with the wrong words, but I can barely find anything, even stories that I remember reading a while ago.

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>>30416042
loki pls

>>30416042
Jesus you guys have a lot of writers. Before I spend a few hours going balls-deep into the stories, what sort of thing am I looking at? Like does each author face having marital problems a different way (confronting; running away; revenge; etc) or is it just the same thing but written by 12 different people?

>>30418378
Might wanna ask the casual sex thread. A lot of green in this thread is softcore voyeur tan actual clop.

>>30418627
We have a lot of writers, but not enough finished green to show for it.

> Like does each author face having marital problems a different way (confronting; running away; revenge; etc) or is it just the same thing but written by 12 different people?
The early greens of this gen started with Twilight cheating, and anon getting revenge in some way (Fife, one of Loki's, and Without) but that died down when the gen started to dwindle. Now there is more varied green, but a lot less activity.

>>30416042
every princess?

>>30420069
Yes. Twilight has the most, Luna is the most positive, Celestia has the most adventurous one, and for some reason Cadence marriage is never touched, and she is just a supporting character.

>>30418023
>Now you wait.
>You hope she doesn’t make you wait too long.
>Because waiting has its own problems.
>But things are out of your hands now, and there is no point dwelling on them.
>Days goes by, and you manage to stabilize to some degree.
>You no longer get triggered by the sights of pregnant mares, and you even greet them warmly, and wish them a safe delivery.
>Even went back to sitting in your chair, drinking a glass of wine waiting for Twilight to come over at midnight.
>You weren’t sitting idle all this time however.
>You’ve come to terms with your situation.
>You can’t deny your love for Twilight, even with her carrying Flash’s foal.
>If the affair ends sometime soon, you still want to be her friend until the end.
>You started this affair with Twilight with the hope of never seeing her crying because she was lonely.
>A foal will give her something to fill that void.
>Even if you’re aren’t fully intimate in her life anymore.
>That’s still a win in your book.
>Your patient comes to an end with Twilight’s familiar knock on your door in the middle of the day.
>Your heart freezes for a moment, then speed ups.
>Your palms start to sweat as you move to open the door.
>You place your hand on the door knob, and sigh.
>You muster up all of your courage, and open the door.

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>>30416042
>mfw WaN is still dead

>>30421656
>When you open the door, you expected to see a more cheerful Twilight.
>But the dullness of her coat, and the bags under her eyes brings doubts to your mind.
>But you don’t want to start on the wrong foot.
“Hey there Little Princess, how’ve you been?”
>You give her a wide smile.
>She smirks slightly.
>”I’ve been well, mmyy…”
>”Anon.”
>Right.
>Going to need a new nickname now.
>Trying to minimize the awkwardness, you move out of the door way, and gesture her to come inside.
>She wordlessly walking into your house.
>Her stomach swings gently with each step.
>Closing the door, turn to face her.
“Do you want anything to drink, Twilight?”
>”I going to drink your house dry if you keep asking every time I come over here.”
“Ha ha, I don’t ask you that question every time.”
>She turns around.
>And this time she smiles, and her eyes seem to sparkle.
>God you miss looking at this mare.
>It looked like she might have had a retort, but she sees you staring, and her smile vanishes.
>”W-water will be fine.”
>She quickly turns away from you, and goes to the usual spot.
>You frown.
>This is going to be a lot harder than you thought.

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>>30423314
>>This is going to be a lot harder than you thought