Sugarcoat is open-minded

>>30746631
No one likes her.
She's shit and her spandex don't work on making me hard.

ok

>>30746631
Get a name so I can filter you.

>>30746639
>don't work on making me hard
watch your mouth there young man, this is someone's waifu you're talking about

>>30746639
Well...her pigtails are great.

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>>30746631
to perv on her friends

>>30746647
Just filter "Sugarcoat."

>>30746631
Headcanon:Sugarcoat is honest about everything because if she did lie her tits get bigger.

>>30749222
Headcanon: When Sugarcoat likes a boy, she avoids him because her bluntness would make her tell him how much she wants to fuck him.

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>>30749800
Thanks to you I finally figured out why all girls avoid me, cheers anon.

>>30746651
A shit tier waifu.
She's an asshole
I think you need to be re educated about types of waifus and this waifu is shit tier even her spandex is shit.
>>30748321
That's about it nothing much else to say about this reject only that her fashion sense is okay not even on the top 30.

>>30749811
I got attention from girls even from girls who sexually assaulted me, but I never knew they didn't like me oh well.

Her mind is open, but for you her legs are forever closed, OP.

>>30749222
If Sugarcoat says, "My tits will now grow." What would happen?

>>30751131
>"my tits will grow now...just kidding"
>breasts expansion
>"well fuck...it was true"
>her tits go back to normal size.

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SHE'S SHIT

>>30751001
>educated on types of waifus
Are you saying you CHOSE your waifu? I think it's you who needs to be educated, you don't seem to know how this works.

>>>/trash/

>>30752862
(you)

Is this a Sugarcoat thread?
Why are there so many haters?

>>30749800
>Be late to class
>You have to sit right next to her
"Hey Sugar,"
>You wave to her
>Her eyes leave yours as soon as the words hit her
>She doesn't respond or nod or whatever and completely ignores you
>wew

>An hour later
>Prof asks for the students to open some book
>Oh fuck, you forgot about it!
>What a dumbass!
>But she does have it, of course
>Maybe you could ask her to share it?
"Uhm, Sugarcoat? I forgot the book and--"
>She rolls her eyes and groan, before you see and hear her palm impacting with her forehead
>And you think you hear a 'Why him?!' from her muttering
>You're not sure what to do, or say, guess you'll have to find some retarded excuse and tell the teach--
>But the screeching sound coming from the feet of the bench moving against the cold floor gets your attention
>And sure enough, a second later, the side of her desk hits yours
>You sigh in relief
"Oh thanks Sugar, you're a lifesaver, Fleur would've been so pissed if I told her I didn't have that damn book!"
>She doesn't say anything, or even look your way
>She simply opens the book and scooches closer to you
>You're not sure why she's acting this way
>You wouldn't say that you're 'friends' or anything, but you did discuss about shit from time to time
>Did you say something you shouldn't have?
>Or maybe she finally realized she's a 9 and you're not even a 7?
>You follow suit and shift closer to her
>Close enough for her smell to hit your nostrils
>fuck

>>30753019
>The class finally comes to an end
>And she's been ignoring you the whole lesson
>Even when you made those quirky remarks about Miss Fleur's flat butt, you always got a response from that!
>Something's definitely wrong
>You turn to her while she's putting the book away
"Are you okay? You've been kind of... quiet, today."
>She freezes for half a second, and goes back to what she was doing
"I know we're not best friends or anything but if I said something I shouldn't have--"
>"Don't worry about it."
>You raise an eyebrow at that
"Well, even if you say that..."
>She doesn't respond, and finishes tidying up
>Maybe it's that time of the month or something, or maybe she just doesn't want to talk about it?
>But just as you decide to give up, she sighs
>"I just need some time to think about our relationship."
>You blink
>Oh, so she did realize that she's way above your league
>O-oh well, i-it's not like you thought you had a c-chance or anything, haha, hah
"I, huh, I'll just be on my way then and leave you alone."
>"Yes, that would be for the best, before I say something I'll regret."
>Holy shit, this is defcon 3
>What did you do?!
"Uh, sorry..?--"
>"Like asking you to pin me against the wall and molest me."
>You blink again
>Twice
>Your eyes wide and mouth agape
>"I didn't mean to say that,"
>She stands up, picks her bag and turns towards the door
>And leaves, just like that
"Wait, what?"

How can we kill all barbiefags?

They obviously deserve to die all together, but what's the most pain we can inflict on them before they do?

>>30753033
>Step one: Tell them they like anthro Barney.
>Step two: Be Lee Goldson's personal army.

I want to watch her pee her pants and ask me to put her in a diaper

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>>30753025
That was all? because it's a nice story

>>30753114
I know, I also thought it'd be better
Started writing that because I found the whole 'avoid the guy she likes because she'd ask him to fuck her raw' really funny but couldn't think of a good way to pass the joke
And if I don't write for these shitty threads, nobody will

I'll add more if I think of something

>>30753151
>if I don't write for these shitty threads, nobody will
he he he, ok!

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>>30753156
What?
Am I wrong?

>>30751064
I know exactly that feel. Had a girl sit next to me on the bus and grab my hand, then shove it up her skirt right onto her vulva. It was one of the more surreal moments in my life.

>>30753019
>>Or maybe she finally realized she's a 9 and you're not even a 7?
damn

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>>30753019
>>30753025

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>>30753169
Did you touch her "thing" anon?

>>30754508
Yes, Anon. Kind of hard not to when your hand is literally shoved onto it.

>>30754797
What happened next? Was she cute?

>>30752897
Because it's not a [insert waifu name here] thread.

>>30754845
I think so. But I also think she was a slut. She had to have been, considering the whole hand up skirt thing.

>>30755357
What did you do afterwards?

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>>30755383
Suffer a very awkward silence. It's pretty weird for a complete stranger to stick your hand onto her vagina, Anon.

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>>30756470
Did you wait until you were in private, or did you lick your fingers clean then and there?

>>30756864
>she'll never sit on your face and order you to make her cum without ripping or removing her leggings

I've never actually written a greentext before, but if y'all want, I could try my hand at this >>30749800 thing.

I-if you want

>>30756934
Yes, please do, it's a great setup and I wanna see what other people can come up with

>>30756950
Alright, but I'll warn y'all that it's 2 am here. And I'm not joking that I've never written a greentext, so go easy on me, but constructive criticism is appreciated.

>Be standard Anon Y. Mous
>Lazy
>Weird
>Generally disliked by many
>Except for the few girls who tend to torment you everyday, especially at lunch
>So, of course, it's lunchtime
>And, of course, as you're eating the shitty sandwich you brought for lunch today, here come all the girls who torment you
haha, bullied by girls, yeah yeah
>"Hi Anon! Whatcha got there? A shit sandwich?"
"Hi Sour Sweet."
>"I would hope it is, might make his breath smell better."
>Sunny Flare makes the other girls laugh, except one.
>Sugarcoat.
>You look at her, she usually wasn't the worst when it came to making fun of you
>She wasn't the best either
>But not the worst
>She also just so happens to be the cutest girl in school
>So unfortunately having her hate you was a bummer for you and your dick
>"Didn't bring any lunch money today, Anon?"
>Indigo Zap cracks her knuckles loudly as she asks
"I brought a sandwich for lunch today."
>You show them the food that started this whole confrontation
>She shrugs and takes it from your hands
>You don't resist, this has happened too often for you to care at this point
>The girls turn on their heels and leave
>You frown and take out your phone to entertain yourself now that you don't have food
>As you do, you glance up and notice that Sugarcoat is staring at you from across the table where they have set up shop.
>That's weird. They hate you, but will typically stop once they're done with you.
>What's up with that?

>>30757002
>What's even better is that you have class with her right after lunch
>When the lunch bell rings, you groan internally as you pack up and walk towards European History
>Boring class
>Only gets worse when you can't shake the odd feeling of eyes boring into the back of your skull
>When you reach the door for class, you look behind you to see Sugarcoat pivot on her heel and stare right at the wall
"Subtle..."
>Bitch is trippin'
>You shake your head and go to your seat
>Sugarcoat shadows your movements
>It's like she's haunting you
>She's already about as pale as a ghost
>Creepy as one too
>And she can be about as scary as one when she's with her friends
>Thankfully, it's just the two of you in Euro so most of her power is taken away from her and she just falls back to being a relatively quiet, relatively weird, relatively gorgeous girl
>You really have to stop thinking about her that way, it just gets distracting, and if her or any of her friends were to find out that you thought Sugarcoat was hot...
>You shiver at the thought of what theoretical hell they could make your life
>At least you sit in the back of the room so you can give her the opportunity to be stared at
>You glare at the back of her head as the teacher comes in and starts discussing projects right away
>You never pay attention in class anyway, so instead of sleeping, you just focus your energy on burning a hole in the back of Sugarcoat's scalp
>The teacher goes around the classroom with a clipboard, stopping at people's desks and talking to them, marking off stuff on the clipboard
>You aren't paying attention to anything but Sugarcoat's pigtails
>She has this habit of wrapping her fingers around one and twirling it a little bit as she thinks
>Must be subconscious
>It's cute
>Dammit
>The teacher reaches Sugarcoat's desk before yours, and now that he is in relative proximity to you, you actually perk up a little bit so you aren't caught unawares

>>30757115
>"Sugarcoat, have you decided on a partner for your history project?"
>"I have. Anon."
>What?
>Did she really just say your name?
>Your name?
>Like, you, to be her partner, for a history project?
>No way
>Even the teacher seems a little confused, but he just straightens up and marks off the group on his clipboard, moving past you and on to the next row of seats to get their groups settled
>Sugarcoat turns around in her seat and looks at you
>That same shiver runs down your spine as it did earlier
>Could this be part of a big plan?
>What did they want to do to you?
>Honestly, anything was possible knowing these girls. You remember a rumor going around that Sugarcoat is actually the reason why a girl was kicked out of school and arrested
>You aren't sure if that's true, but it is possible
>Although, instead of seeing a malicious smile on Sugarcoat's face, she still wears the same expression
>Pensive, thoughtful, kind of bored. Or maybe tired?
>The point is, it was a little unnerving to look into the eyes of the girl who at the same time made you feel like you were going to die and also get a boner and have no idea what she was thinking
>Especially after a move like that
>"We're going to be partners on the history project."
>You nod slowly in response
>"Good. This will allow me time to decide."
"D-Decide on wh-what?"
>Stupid voice shaking like a bitch
>"How much I should tell you."
"About wh-what?"
>Sugarcoat opens her mouth, then bites down on her lip, seemingly to force herself to shut up
>Cute, and confusing
>What was wrong with this girl?
>The bell rang and as you start to pack up, Sugarcoat walks forward and sticks a piece of paper into your hand
>"This has my phone number on it. I'm giving it to you so that we can set up a date to discuss the project. Please text me right away so I have your number as well. I'll be waiting outside after school, so come meet me and we can go to Sugar Cube Corner."
>"I'm done talking now."

>>30757171
>Sugarcoat tucks her head and brushes past you, hurrying out of the classroom
>You look down at the phone number in your hands
>It looks real, it doesn't have a string of 5s and it isn't a 1-800 number either
>It's a real life, actual girl number
>Not just any girl
>Sugarcoat
>This was terrifying and also kind of like a dream come true
>On your way to your next class, you send her a text that just says "It's Anon"
>Simple, friendly, but not too friendly
>It doesn't give her or the other girls something to use against you, but it isn't being outright rude or anything either
>You take a deep breath and let it slowly ease out of you as you settle into your seat for next class
>The rest of the day passes by in a haze
>You are excited to see the end of the day, but also a little scared
>Maybe it was a trap and Indigo was going to jump you
>Or Sunny and Sour were going to humiliate you
>Maybe they knew about your crush on Sugarcoat and used her as bait to lure you out of your normal routine so that they can torment you more
>Despite your concerns though, it might be nothing
>Or it could be worse not to follow what Sugarcoat had said
>Besides, you already sent the text so it was kind of too late to back out of it now
>Maybe you didn't want to
>There was always that small chance that things were actually what you would want them to be and Sugarcoat actually likes you
>Pfft, nah. That's ridiculous
>Realistically you were going through with this because Sugarcoat caught your interest, you wanted to know what she wanted to tell you
>Eventually, the time comes, school ends, and you begin your march towards the front gates of the school to face whatever it was that was coming for you
>Usually you used the back doors so that you wouldn't have to deal with all the people swarming outside
>Especially those girls
>But you figured that if Sugarcoat said that she'd meet you outside, then you should head towards the logical place to meet, at the front of the school gates

>>30757218
Ok, so it is now 3 am and I'm getting exhausted.
I hope y'all have enjoyed my work so far. I'll try to be back when I wake up to check in on the thread and see what y'all think of what I've got, so please leave your opinions and criticisms.
Like I said, I'm new at this, but this seemed interesting and fun so I thought I should give it a try!

>>30757115
>>Sugarcoat shadows your movements
>>It's like she's haunting you
>>She's already about as pale as a ghost
>>Creepy as one too
I laughed.

>>30757251
Your Anon is pretty pathetic senpai.

>>30752758
I know how waifus work and I can tell you fell in love with an asshole and a shitty one at that.

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>>30757218
>>30757171
>>30757115
>>30757002

>>30757002 >>30757115 >>30757171 >>30757218
>"How much I should tell you."
Nice story!

>>30757251
We always need more betAnon, so do keep going
Don't have much else to say for now, I mean, nothing really happened so I can't criticize anything desu
Just watch out for the stuttering, don't force it too much

And don't fall for these >>30757457 memes, write what you want to write or you'll end up with a story you don't feel like finishing
Especially if it involves more 'You do what I tell you to do,' Sugar Coat

Alright, I'm back in the thread
>>30757446
>>30757457
>>30757812
>>30757823
>>30758161
>>30758282
Thank you for the feedback. I'm glad somebody actually bothered to read it and reply and stuff. I'll continue it if people are still interested i.e. the thread ain't dead

>>30758477
OP here, this thread won't die for now

>>30757218
>You wait out at the front gate, craning your neck to try and see over everyone's heads to find Sugarcoat
>But you don't see her
>Typical
>Of course she ditched you, her friends probably invited her to hang out
>Who would pick studying with you over hanging out with friends?
>Maybe she's just taking a long time at her locker
>Or she got held up after class
>Or she's in the bathroom or something
>You don't have anything to do after school anyway, so you might as well wait around a little bit longer
>Just in case
>...
>This is boring
>The longer you wait, the less students are hanging around, and the more obvious it is that Sugarcoat is not one of them
>You think about texting her, but she didn't even respond to the first one you sent
>Putting your phone away, you push yourself off the wall you were leaning against and get ready to head home
>This was a waste of time
>Your phone vibrates
"What?"
>You take it back out and check who texted you
>Sugarcoat: Where are you?
>You consider leaving the bitch on read and just leaving
>She ditched you first
>But she is wondering, no harm in responding
>Right?
Just about to head home. Why?
>A minute passes before you receive her response
>Sugarcoat: Did you forget about our project?
No
>Sugarcoat: Where are you?
>You groan and rub your face in frustration
>What the hell is she trying to pull?
>You respond
The front gate. Where else would I be?
>Sugarcoat: Stay there.
>You look at the message with narrowed eyes, getting slowly more and more angry with each reply
>One of the people in the world who torments you just forced you to wait after school for her, didn't even bother to show up, and is now telling you to wait for her again
>Maybe you should just leave?
>It would show her right
>As you stoop down to pick up your backpack and sling it over your shoulder, you hear a voice call out to you
>"Anon! Wait up!"
>It's Sugarcoat
>She's running towards you, waving her hand in the air

>>30759943
>That's new, you don't think you've ever seen her run, even in gym
>And shouting isn't exactly in Sugarcoat's repertoire either
>She catches up to you outside the gates, breathing heavily
>She sags a bit in exhaustion as you stand there, a little bewildered
>If this was how the girls were going to try and trick you or trap you, it wasn't working
>Sugarcoat just looked ridiculous
>She finally stands up straight and breathes a steadying breath
"You ok?"
>Sugarcoat adjusts her glasses and clears her throat
>"Yes. I'm fine."
>You nod and look down at your shoe, the silence hovering awkwardly between the two of you
>You decide to break it, unfortunately, Sugarcoat does the same
"So where were-"
>"I was thinking we could-"
"Oh, uh, sorry."
>Sugarcoat shakes her head and holds a hand out to indicate you to speak first
"Where were you? I was waiting out here for, like, an hour."
>Sugarcoat furrows her brow
>"I was waiting in the back of the school. Where you usually come out. Why did you come to the front?"
>Is she serious? She was waiting for me?
"Because this seemed like the logical place to meet. I thought you meant to wait out here."
>Sugarcoat crosses her arms and her frown seems to deepen a little more than usual
>"Anyway, we have a project to work on. I was thinking we could go to Sugar Cube Corner and start working on it a bit there."
>Before you can reply, she turns sharply and starts to walk off at a brisk pace towards the sweet shop
>You have to jog a little to catch up with her head start, but fall into place next to her
>...
>Another silence brews between the both of you
>It lasts the whole walk
>Even as you follow Sugarcoat into a booth next to a window, the both of you don't say a word
>A quick surveillance scan of the area and you note that not one of her posse are in the shop
>So you seem to be safe
>"You seem nervous."
>You jump a little bit at that, not expecting Sugarcoat to be the one to speak first
>You shrug
"Just a little on edge is all."

Always good to see Sugar green.

>>30760060
>Sugarcoat cocks her head to the side
>"Why's that?"
"No offense to you or your friends, but you make it a little hard to relax around you."
>"Because you're afraid of us?"
>You look out the window. You really don't want to tell her that you're scared of a bunch of girls, but your silence speaks volumes
>"You're afraid of us."
>Sugarcoat's voice was quieter this time, and not quite as accusatory, almost like she was speaking with herself
>You turn to look at her
>She's doing the thing where she spins her pigtail while she's thinking
>Her mouth is half-open as if she was about to say something, but she bites her lip once more to hold it in
"Are you ok?"
>Sugarcoat snaps out of it and looks at you
>"Yes. Let's focus on the project."
>As Sugarcoat tells you about what era and area of historical Europe the two of you were assigned, you both order drinks and compare notes
>It's mostly Sugarcoat's notes spread out on the table between the both of you
>After probably an hour or so, Sugarcoat's phone buzzes and she stops to check it
>You notice that Lemon Zest was the one to text her
>You also notice that she doesn't respond back, simply shaking her head and putting her phone on silent
"You got to go?"
>Sugarcoat shakes her head
>"No. Just a distraction. I'd prefer to stay here and talk with you."
>That's... weird. Why would anyone, let alone the cute girl who despises you, want to talk to you about ancient history than be with their friends?
"Are you guys fighting or something?"
>Sugarcoat looks up, her brow furrowed in confusion
"Your friends. You left me alone during lunch and now you're hanging out with me. Doing this whole project."
>Sugarcoat shakes her head
>"We aren't fighting. It's just that the five of us happen to have differing viewpoints on certain pe- certain things. We stand by our stances and some times that can cause arguments."
>Sugarcoat never stutters even though she speaks quickly. Something must be bothering her
"So you guys are fighting."

>>30760172
>"No. I've just decided on something and they happen to disagree with my decision so we happen to be in a small disagreement. That's all."
"Sounds like a fight to me."
>You know that you're pushing it, but honestly, having the chance to push back against one of your bullies feels pretty good
>Bonus points for flustering Sugarcoat enough into stammering too
>"Fights are about big things. This isn't a fight."
"If it's so small, why would it lead to such a big outcome?"
>"What do you mean?"
"Well, you're hanging out with me instead of your friends. That seems like a pretty big thing to me. We've never gotten along before or actually hung out or anything, and your friends seem to hate me. So are you trying to get back at them for something?"
>Maybe your analysis went too far
>Sugarcoat has clammed up and is kind of just staring at you in wonder of what you just said
>Great, your one chance to actually make a good impression and maybe change things with Sugarcoat and she looks like you just spat on her Italian homework
>"I-I've got to go."
>Sugarcoat stands up and scoops up as many papers as she can, stuffing them into her bag as she speeds out of Sugar Cube Corner
>She left in such a hurry that she left plenty of her work still on the table
>And she stuck you with the bill
>You look at Mr. Cake who is managing the cash register and shrug
>Maybe you did go too far
>But, unless you're mistaken, Sugarcoat was blushing when she ran outside
>Weird
>You scoop up all the papers that she left on the table and stick them in your bag carefully so that they don't crumple
>After that shit show the only thing you can try to do is keep her from getting even angrier at you
>You pay for the drinks and head outside yourself
>You have no idea where she lives, so it's not like you can try to drop off all her stuff
>You'll just have to give it to her in class tomorrow
>Better text her just to let her know that you did grab her work

>>30760289
Alright, I'm going to leave y'all with that for right now since I have to go to the gym pretty soon. I'll try to update later tonight.

Thanks for reading, I hope y'all enjoyed!

>>30758282
>le maymay meme
It's not an opinion faggotron, he's actually pathetic.

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>>30760333
>it's not an opinion, it's an opinion, faggot
thank you for your input

Also I didn't deny that, I just said that he should ignore you wannabe chads that feel threatened when Anon isn't a manly man that gets all the bitches wet, and write whatever the fuck he wants to write

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>>30760289
So Sugarcoat is not a bully, she was worried about Anon all this time

>>30760434
>gets bulled by and fears a pack of twig-like girls
Yeah, he's pretty pathetic.

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>>30757812
But Sugar isn't my waifu, she's just a cute girl. My waifu is partyhorse, who is just about the furthest thing from an asshole there is. I'm sorry you're incapable of handling people who are honest about their feelings and don't hold anything back. Are you a woman by any chance?

>>30760305
Cant wait

>>30761217
No not a women.
Maybe because I hate it when people talk about their feeling as if I give a shit, hell I ignore my own mother when she talks to me about her feelings if anything it's really fucking annoying.

<<30762154
weak b8 or under8

>>30762194
Don't get me wrong I love my mother but when someone talks to you about their feeling over and over it gets really fucking annoying.

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>>30762154
>ignoring your mother
You sicken me.

>>30762349
>>30762236
Read it
Plus Sugar would probably do the same fucking thing.

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She would be a great mother.

>>30762154
But she's not talking about her feelings, she's calling you out for being a retard. She's the closest we'll get to 4chan:the equestria girl. You'dve though that seeing as you come here you'd tolerate bluntness, but apparently you're just an autistic whiny bitch who can't handle the fact that he isn't perfect.

Does anyone have her picture without glasses?

Does anyone have her picture without pantyhose?

>>30763508
>kid takes her mom's 'honesty'
>And whenever you fuck something up, you got two pair of lips telling you how shit you are and how much you fucked up
>before telling you that they love you
>Even tho you're stupid

>>30763605
She's a tranny?!?
Wtf
Anyways why should I care, every girl in EQG can be found in our world but the fact that annoying cunts like her exist only sparks my anger also before you say it no I don't hate women.

The writefag is back! I'm honestly surprised to see this thread is still alive after all this time. Good thing, I suppose. Anyway, story time!
>>30760289
>You let Sugarcoat know that you grabbed the papers that she left behind and are astonished to see how quickly she replies
>Sugarcoat: Don't read any of my notes
>You shrug. Wasn't exactly planning on doing that anyway, but you could hold this over her, maybe get some leverage to use against her?
>Something inside you says no
>You kinda maybe just indirectly caused her to sprint out of a very public place in a panic
>You've gotten back at her enough for today
>Besides, she was actually acting... nice?
>She wanted to work with you on this project (granted it was to get back at her friends but still)
>And she waited for you at school (in the wrong spot without telling you, but it's the thought that counts)
>In the sweet shop she was actually really patient when it came to your stupidity in the subject
>She explained everything, answered your questions, and listened to your suggestions, no matter how stupid they were
>Even at lunch she didn't join in on the typical bullying you received from the rest of her friends
>Sure, she wasn't perfect, but neither were you
>You start to head home, sending Sugarcoat a text
I'll give them back to you tomorrow, ok?
>Sugarcoat: Ok
I didn't mean to-
>You start to delete the message you were writing to her, it didn't sound right
I'm sorry for-
I didn't mean to-
My ba-
>You sigh and shake your head, having reached your front door. Nothing sounded right when you read it back in your head
>A while had passed too, so with each minute it would be weirder and weirder to send an apology out of the blue
>Sugarcoat also wasn't exactly to hold the conversation
>You flop on to the bed in your room
>At least you had a conversation with her. In real life and in text form. This was scientific evidence that you had contact with a pretty girl
>You sigh and drop your phone. A problem for another day.

>>30765442
I'm thinking that's a good enough place to stop for now. It's starting to get late and I'm tired so I'll try to pick this up again when I'm feeling more up for it. Hope y'all enjoy it so far. I look forward to writing more if y'all look forward to reading

>>30765588
it's a good story Anon, thanks

>>30765588
that was fast

>>30765442

What were in those notes?


I must know!!!!

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>>30765694
Finnish memes

>>30764849
You sure do hate strong people though, I feel like the reason you're so upset about her is because you're a faggot pansy ass beta. Your way of typing also suggests this, and also that you're new or underage or both.
>she's a tranny
I said this nowhere. Incase you think the "he's not perfect" comment was directed at her, it was not. It was directed at yourself.

>>30765694
A lot of bumps

>>30767047
>SC: "excuse me?"

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Sugarcoat is a cute!

>>30766472
If you say so and you believe that I hate 'strong people' I don't know how that makes any sense I hate them cause I don't have self confidence?
Also I do love the whole tranny thing for her it fits her very well

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>"Fix my hair, Anon."

>>30768419
"wow! that's a lot of hair...$50"

>>30768419
I want to brush her hair

>>30770261
I want to smell her hair

Is this a Sugarcoat rape thread?

>>30765442
MORE

>>30772579
That story was shit and you should feel bad for liking it!

>>30772579
This is a Sugarcoat love/sex thread.

>>30772890
>>30772732
Gaaayyyy

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>>30772907
Get a real waifu!

Hey y'all, it's me, the writefag again. I'm here to let y'all know that I took a little break from the story but I dry want to continue it tomorrow if y'all are still interested. So don't worry, you'll find out about the papers and we'll get the Sugar green

>>30774435
Ok sir

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>>30774435
Will be waiting for the next green

>>30774435
Ok, I'm back and ready to keep writing. Sorry for the wait, but let's get right back into it.
>>30765442
>The next day
>Still Anon
>Still have Sugarcoat's papers
>Still kind of feel bad about scaring her off
>Whatever
>School time
>You get ready and head out, listening to music so that you can cut yourself off from the rest of the world
>Reach school
>You walk inside, taking out your headphones and heading towards Sugarcoat's locker so you can deliver her papers to her
>As you approach, you see her surrounded by her posse of friends
>They seem to be talking, so at least they aren't fighting still
>Maybe they made up
>"Man, Sugar, that sucks. You got paired up with Anon for the Euro project?"
>"Yes. I'm just as pained doing it as you are hearing about it."
>Well, at least you know where she stands when it comes to you and this project
>Wait... She's the one who put the both of you in the same group. It was her idea.
>Should you speak up? It wasn't like Sugarcoat to lie about something like that
>It wasn't like her to lie period
>So what was the truth?
>"There's really no way for you to get out of it? We've been trying to plan this for weeks now, Sugar!"
>Sugarcoat shakes her head
>"Wish I could go, but we're working that day. No way out of it."
>You keep your head down and pass by the conversation. This was weird, but you shouldn't call her out in front of her friends, you've tortured her enough recently
>As you pass, you're pretty sure that Sugarcoat noticed, and judging from everyone's giggling behind your back, so do the others
>Well screw them, they were jerks anyway, you don't need them to like you
>But it seems like Sugarcoat is up to something
>Not just playing you, but it seems like she's playing her friends too
>There's got to be some kind of game she's playing, and it involves you
>You just have no idea what it could be
>These thoughts permeate in your mind as you head towards your first class

>>30776194
>It passes by slowly, and the tediousness of class allows you to focus more on your thoughts rather than the lesson
>You contemplate pulling out Sugarcoat's notes and reading through them, the exact opposite of what she asked you to do
>But would she find out?
>Honestly, when it came to that girl, anything seemed possible
>And you weren't exactly sure you wanted to invade her privacy like that
>The conversation she was having with the other girls seemed to be that she was choosing you over them for something
>But she hadn't mentioned anything like that to you
>You just needed more information. Which could come from either Sugarcoat herself or her papers
>So what should you do?
>This argument circled your head for most of the first half of the day
>Finally, lunch came, and you made your way to the lunchroom, making a beeline towards your usual table
>"Hello Anon."
>You look up and see Sugarcoat sitting at your table, across from where you usually sit alone
"Hi."
>You tentatively take your seat and put down your bag
"What's up?"
>"I decided that since we are working together on this project, we might as well eat together as well."
"Ok. I have your papers here, by the way."
>You reach into your backpack and take out the sheafs of paper, holding them up to show
>Sugarcoat reaches out to grab them
>"Thank you. You didn't read them, did you?"
>You shake your head and hold them out
"Why? What's it matter if I see your math notes or whatever?"
>"It isn't about the math notes."
>She takes back the papers and shuffles through them quickly, pausing every once in a while to take a closer look at them
"What, you don't trust me?"
>Sugarcoat looks up at you over the rim of her glasses, but slowly sets the papers to the side
>She interlaces her fingers and leans on the table, keeping a steady gaze with you
>It's a little intimidating
"So what were you and your friends talking about earlier?"
>"They were trying to have a party and I had to tell them that I couldn't go."

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>>30776194 >>30776298
promising

>>30776298
"Well, it's good that the bunch of you aren't fighting anymore."
>"I told you, we weren't fighting."
"Disagreeing, whatever. Why can't you go to the party?"
>You knew she had said it was because of you
>Sugarcoat just shrugs and leans back in her seat
>"I thought we could study that night instead."
"You really don't have to ruin your time to work with me."
>It was supposed to be a nonchalant comment, just some throwaway thing so that you could absolve yourself of whatever wrath she would bring upon you
>But when you glance up at Sugarcoat, you can see that she has another blush spreading across her cheeks
"What?"
>Sugarcoat shakes her head and crosses her arms, trying to look serious
>"It's fine. I would rather spend time with you than with them."
>What?
"Why? Are you guys fighting?"
>Sugarcoat bites her lip and shuts her eyes, you're pretty sure you heard her curse under her breath
>She stands up abruptly and turns on her heel, calling over her shoulder
>"We aren't fighting!"
>You roll your eyes and look at where she was sitting. She forgot her papers again
>You hold them up
"You forgot something."
>Sugarcoat hurries back and snatches the papers out of your hand, blushing hard before she heads back towards her normal table
>But you had gotten a glimpse at something scrawled on the back of her Italian paper
>'Anon è carino'
>Whatever that meant
>You watch her walk away and slowly take out your phone, pulling up Google translate
>Looking at the translation, you pause
"What the fuck?"
>'Anon è carino'
>'Anon is cute'
>You look back up at where Sugarcoat has sat down with the rest of her friends
>Was it true?
>Sugarcoat doesn't lie, even when picking on people. It wasn't her MO, she would pick on people by pointing out what you didn't want to be brought to light
>But everything she would say would be true
>So was this... true?
>Did Sugarcoat really think you were cute?
>This isn't something you can just text her about, and instead vow to talk to her soon

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>>30776450
>"Why? Are you guys fighting?"
"you are gonna lose that girl"

>>30776450
>You do send her a text
Can we go to Sugar Cube Corner again today?
>You watch Sugarcoat from your seat across the room and see her take out her phone
>She types out her response
>Sugarcoat: For the project?
Sure
>Sugarcoat: Yes
>You smile at the text. Things were maybe starting to come together now that you saw that little note
>No wonder she didn't want you to read through her notes, that kind of stuff can be really embarassing
>You wonder if she had ever done that cliche thing where she would write 'Sugarcoat Mous' in a big heart or something
>Smiling to yourself, you start to eat your lunch
>But how can you bring this up to Sugarcoat?
>She's obviously been nervous around you now that you think about it
>All the blushing, stopping herself from talking about certain things
>Even at the beginning she mentioned that she wanted to tell you something, this must be it
>It's not like you can just come out and say that you saw her little Italian note, you told her you didn't look through them. Letting her know that you saw it would probably upset her
>Upset her enough to change her mind about you
>Now that you've got a conceivable chance with this girl, you really don't want to mess this up
>So somehow you have to let her know that you want her just as much as she wants you
>But without letting it on that you know she wants you
>God this is frustrating
>The lunch bell rings and you get up to head to class. European history with Sugarcoat
>Time to get this show on the road
>You get to class and take your seat, pulling out your notebook so you aren't so much dead weight during this project
>Written on the blackboard is today's assignment: Work on Projects in Groups
>Sugarcoat enters behind you and reads the message on the board, pulling her desk next to yours and taking a seat
>She wastes no time and gets right into the work, you struggle to take notes on what she's saying and attempt to add your own thoughts into the mix every now and then

>>30776450
So sex when?

>>30776612
>There really isn't too much to do really
>The project isn't due for a while, and since the two of you have just started working on this, there isn't much to do
>Most of what the both of you wanted to get done needed to be done out of class time
>Only ten minutes into class the both of you have run out of things to do in regards for the project
>"So, since we have all this done, do you still want to go to Sugar Cube Corner after school?"
>If it weren't for her usual monotone, you might think she was asking hopefully
>Then again, you might just be projecting your wants on to what you hear
"I mean, we can. I had fun last time we went."
>Sugarcoat nods slowly
>"Yeah, I guess. I wasn't planning on doing anything anyway."
>You smile to yourself. Nice.
>You practically just got yourself a date with Sugarcoat today, good job
"Great! So, should we meet behind the school or in front of it this time?"
>A small joke, and you actually notice her frown lessen a little bit at that
>"Behind the school. It's easy and there's less people."
>You nod. Expectedly, she doesn't exactly want to be seen with you, but she still wants to hang out. In a public place too
"And if your friends ask, then we can just say it's for the project, right?"
>Sugarcoat nods
>"By the way, the night of the party that I'm avoiding. It's this Saturday and I was wondering if you wanted to hang out at my house or something?"
>You smile. You asked her out, and now she was asking you back in return
>Or something like that
"Sounds good to me. We can watch movies, have dinner-"
>Sugarcoat mutters something under her breath
"What?"
>"Or just work on the project."
"Oh, yeah. Sorry."
>You were getting a little ahead of yourself
>But hey, sounds like fun either way, even if it was just hanging out and working with Sugarcoat
>Still better than nothing, or whatever it was the two of you had before
>You're really looking forward to this weekend now, who knows what it will bring?

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>>30776768
>I was wondering if you wanted to hang out at my house or something?"
>"...just work on the project."
They will work on the history of pic related

>>30776768
>inb4 anon misread the note on her paper
>inb4 it's nothing like he thinks it is
>inb4 she's setting him up for an elaborate trap

>>30776768
>>30777968
Don't you listen to him, I want a sappy romance with a satisfying conclusion. Any drama you get can from her friends treating anon like shit. Don't you fuck me on this writefriend, don't you ever fuck me.

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>>30776768
>>30777968
What a twist!
Do it writefriend.

>>30777968
DEVILISH

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>>30777968

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>>30777968
>Sugarcoat and the others are planning the heist of the century and Anon's going to be the scapegoat
>But Anon is actually FBI and all goes according to keikaku

>>30777968
If you don't believe it, google it.
Translate checks out

>>30777968
D O I T

>>30776768
Nice

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Bumping in hopes that writefag comes back

>>30782030
he will

>>30782030
Hi I'm writefag and your bump brought me back
>>30776768
>The rest of the day passes by in a blur
>Soon enough you and Sugarcoat are behind the school, on your way towards Sugar Cube Corner for the second day in a row
>But this time was different
>No work to be done
>You knew that Sugarcoat thought you were cute, something you've thought of her forever
>Today was practically your first date with Sugarcoat
>You just wish you had been a little more prepared
>Jumping the gun and asking her was kind of a dumb move, but there's no way to change the past
>All you can do is look forward to the future
>So you do
>It's still mostly silence between the two of you as you make your way towards the little shop, and you wish you had something to talk about
"Nice weather we're having?"
>"The weather report says it's supposed to rain this weekend. You should bring an umbrella when you come over. My parents would kill me if they came back to mud tracked inside."
"What do you mean 'come back'?"
>"Did I not mention that my parents will be at a charity function until late that night?"
"Uh, no. You... you failed to mention that part..."
>"Will that be a problem?"
>You've reached the Corner now and you open the door for her
"I mean, no! That shouldn't be a problem at all."
>Sugarcoat takes a seat at the booth the both of you shared yesterday and crosses her arms, staring at you as you slide in across from her
>A part of you recognizes the symmetry from today at lunch, but you mostly ignore it as you smile at her
>"You think I'm setting you up, don't you?"
>Her sudden declaration caught you off guard and you find yourself taken aback
>The thought had crossed your mind a few times. What if it all were a trap?
>It would be really elaborate
>More in depth than anything any of the girls had done before
>"You're hesitating. You aren't answering my question because it's true."
"W-well, the thought had crossed my mind. It's not exactly like it's without warrant though."

>>30782454
>Sugarcoat cocks her head to the side
>"What do you mean?"
"Well, come on, it isn't really like we've ever gotten along. You and your friends torment me pretty often."
>"What if I promised that nothing bad would happen to you if you came over?"
>You stop to consider
>It always could be a trap, but nothing bad has happened so far since you started hanging out with her
>And Sugarcoat always told the truth, so if she promised something, she stuck to it
>As far as you could tell
"It's not a trap?"
>Sugarcoat leans in, uncrossing her arms
>"It'll just be me and you. No tricks."
>You shrug and hold out a hand
"Good enough for me."
>Sugarcoat's frown almost twitches up into a smile as she takes your hand with hers
>You never really noticed how small her hands were. And her skin was really soft
>You shook and pulled back before she could remark on-
>"Your hands are pretty sweaty."
>Dammit
"Sorry."
>The two of you order your drinks and a few minutes later, they come delivered by Mrs. Cake
>Quiet falls across the table again as the both of you enjoy your drinks
>Your gaze falls out the window that the two of you are sat at
>It is a nice day outside
>The sun is shining, the tree branches are dancing wistfully in thee wind, you can even hear some birds singing songs
>Out of your peripheral, you notice a man walking his dog, a muscle car pulling away from the curb, and a girl banging her head to whatever music was thumping in her headphones
>If it weren't for Sugarcoat, you might have been doing the same thing as that girl
>"You're right though."
>You glance up at Sugarcoat, who also has her gaze fixed outside
>"It is a nice day out there."
>You nod in agreement
"Yeah. I'm glad that we came here."
>Sugarcoat doesn't respond to that, and as you look back at her, you realize that she has focused back on her drink, sucking much of it down through her straw
>You smile when you notice she's blushing
>So you were right
>'Anon è carino'
>Sugarcoat è carino

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>>30782519
She is a nice person

>>30782519
>>You shook and pulled back before she could remark on-
>>"Your hands are pretty sweaty."
>>Dammit
kek

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>>30782454
>>"You think I'm setting you up, don't you?"

Dammit Anon you had a chance to cuck him

What's with this obsession with cucking?

Now, that was a very short update. I don't think this thread is gonna last for long.

Sorry, I had stuff to do and I might be busy for a while. I'll try to update later tonight but idk if I'll be able to.

>>30782584
Sugarcoat a qt.
>"I want your babies."
"What was that?"
>"Nothing, n-nerd."

>>30777968
I have a hateboner.

>>30784128
"close your eyes and open your legs...it won't hurt"
>"i know, your penis is really small and...oh! "

>>30785046
How would she know? It's not like a girl like her would have a point of reference.

>>30785065
internet? porn?

>>30751131
The magical entity responsible for keeping the enchantment up appears and slaps her for trying to fuck around with paradoxes.

>>30785079
So... she still literally knows nothing?

>>30782519
>You spend the rest of the day thinking about the time you've shared with Sugarcoat
>Hell, the rest of the week is mostly just you daydreaming about what was to come on Saturday
>Not even her friends could bring you down from the high she's given you
>But they haven't really been bothering you since you started working on the project with Sugarcoat
>It's actually pretty good being you currently
>Saturday couldn't come fast enough
>You've actually been working extra hard on the project, making sure that you have as much work done as you can that night
>That way you can have more quality time with Sugarcoat
>On Friday, when the school bell rings you feel yourself arise to cloud nine
>No shit you're happy, it is the weekend after all
>But in only 27 hours you'll be going over to Sugarcoat's house, now that she texted you the time and address
>You walk home with the biggest smile on your face without even realizing it
>"Hey, Anon."
"Hm?"
>You turn around on the sidewalk, facing the voice that called out for you
>It's all of Sugarcoat's friends, sans Sugarcoat herself
"Y-yeah?"
>The cold chill of their presence forces that familiar tremble back into your voice. And you were doing so well at getting over it too
>Indigo Zap takes another step forward, fists clenched on her hips and eyes narrowed
>"You're studying with Sugarcoat tomorrow night, right?"
>You bleakly nod
>"Well, we only stopped you because we think it's a great idea!"
>Sour Sweet is the one talking, forcing a smile just before switching to her more natural glower
>"For you to forget it."
>"Yeah, you see, the lot of us were going to have a little get together tomorrow night," says Sunny Flare
>"And she's not going to miss it for a dweeb like you," Indigo emphasizes with a shake of her fist
"It's really sp-spooky how you guys can f-finish each other's s-s-sentences."
>You know that saying: Hit like a girl?
>Indigo Zap didn't hit like a girl

>>30786422
>Indigo rears back and slams her fist into your jaw, sending you stumbling backwards
>She steps into your space and with a hard shoulder, knocks you off balance enough to make you land on your ass
>You briefly remember being a little kid and taking a karate class with Indigo Zap
>You quit after two months. It looks like Indigo might have just taken more and more classes
>"Don't get smart with me," she growls
>"Yeah," Sunny Flare adds, "It's not a good look for you."
"Wh-what do you guys w-want?"
>"It's simple really," Sour Sweet says, "We want you to stop wasting Sugarcoat's time. Do the project yourself for the night."
>"Or just do yourself for the night," Indigo suggests with a shrug, "I don't give a shit."
>"The point is," Sunny Flare says, squatting down in front of you, "Sugarcoat doesn't want anything to do with you. She didn't even want to see your ugly mug to tell you to leave her alone. Not that I blame her, it is pretty bad."
>Listening to these girls, especially the way they're currently talking to you, something is off
>Not just that they're missing Sugarcoat to add more insults to the mix, and not just the change in scenery
>Maybe it was Indigo's punch that rattled your brain
>But right now, you weren't sad, or upset, or anything like you usually were when they picked on you
>Right now, you were just kind of pissed off
>You didn't feel like curling into a ball or running away
>You felt like pissing them off just as much as they pissed you off over the years
"I can see your underwear, you know."
>The stammering had stopped
>Sunny Flare's face goes red and she shoots straight up
>Indigo Zap kicks you in the ribs
>"What was that?"
"I said that you might want to remove that stick from your ass so that you didn't have to pour so much shit out your mouth."
>You try to stand up, only to have Lemon Zest take off her headphones and kicked you back on to your ass again
>Sunny Flare lunges at your face, going to claw your eyes out

>>30786493
>You roll over to avoid her nails digging into your flesh, but she instead grabs a hold of your hair
>She pushes your face towards the concrete, but you push back to try and keep it steady
>Everyone is yelling and in a panic, you can dully feel the thumps of people kicking you
>You manage to get your hands underneath you and twist your body so that you toss Sunny to the ground
>You kick out with your legs to get Indigo and Lemon away from striking range of you
>Sour Sweet had found a decently sized rock in the kerfuffle and chucks it at your head
>It clocks you just above the right eye, but you get up to your feet, about the same time that Sunny Flare does
>Outnumbered, you decide that the only answer is to run
>So you turn and book it, not listening to the girls shouting at you
>You do however, notice with a painful realization that Indigo Zap is much faster than you are when you hear her feet pounding just a few steps behind you
>The sidewalk turns to the right and you swing your body with as much force as you can muster in that direction
>Indigo tries to tackle you but goes wide as you juke to the right, flying to the ground
"See you later, bitches!"
>You raise your middle finger into the air as you run
>You don't stop running until you get back to your house, slamming the door behind you and locking it
>Panting and sweating, your uniform a mess, a trickle of blood drying on your forehead, sore all over
>But alive
>You definitely feel alive
>But come Monday, you'll be dead
>Oh those girls are going to be so fucking angry when they see you on Monday
>You trudge up to your room, shedding layers of your school uniform and dropping your backpack on your bed
>In your underwear, you sit down at your desk and boot up your computer, opening up a blank document and writing "Last Will and Testament"
>Were you being overly dramatic?
>Probably
>Will you need it once the weekend is over?
>Maybe

>>30786493
>>Indigo rears back and slams her fist into your jaw, sending you stumbling backwards
what a cunt

should have kicked her right in the twat

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Anyone got thag sunny flare pastebin whrre shes forced ti stay over anons house?

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>>30786552
oh shit

maybe he is going to kick her right in the twat kek

that changed quickly

>>30786552
Adrenaline junky mode ENGAGED. He should learn how to fight, adrenaline junkies make good fighters.

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>>30786552
>>In your underwear, you sit down at your desk and boot up your computer, opening up a blank document and writing "Last Will and Testament"

>>30751131
They would shrink and grow at the same time and rate such that no change occurs.

Figured another Greentext might be nice, tell me to fuck off if ya don't like it
>You are Anon
>Crystal Prep's resident misanthropic malcontent and most notable charity case
>Which was it's own cosmic joke honestly
>Most people would think getting accepted on a scholarship to one of the best English programs in the state would be a dream come true for a kid too poor to pay attention
>But most people wouldn't have gotten wasted the night before the program's short story/essay contest submission deadline and submitted a Greentext instead of the story they'd been working on for the last month
>The judges had marveled on how "avante garde" the story structure was
>The rest of the nerds in the program knew what it was though
>So even the losers here made fun of you
>It also didn't help your nerd cred that you'd tried out for the football team
>What could you say, you had diverse tastes
>You never expected them to put you on the team
>Something to do with the school board wanting one or two non-sport scholarship kids on the team
>So you were a nerd and a freak to the jocks and jock and loser to the nerds
>An outcast among outcasts
>Wasn't all bad though
>Having a limited social circle meant you could sneak behind the bleachers between classes to smoke and no one would notice you were gone
>Or even care
>So here you were, one ear bud in chilling to your tunes and enjoying a smoke instead of sleeping through math class
>This was as close to a good time you could have at school
"You know those are bad for your health right? And banned on school grounds too" Came a voice from nowhere
>Now there are certain ways you could have handled such a development
>Like saying something witty and scathing before blowing a smoke ring lazily into the air
>But whose to say screaming like a girl and falling over yourself wasn't witty
"If you're that jumpy you should pay more attention to your surroundings Anon"
>You look up to find Sugarcoat standing over you with her hands on her hips

>>30787222
neat

>>30787222
>Well shit
>You could think of worse people to find your little hiding spot besides Sugarcoat
>But most of them happened to be her friends
>Between the five of them they made up the smartest, most athletic, musically gifted, richest, and craziest students in the whole damn school
>And being the smart one meant you could already count the number of ways you could talk your way out of this on one hand
>It wasn't that you were stupid
>Just more of an idiot
>But most people were stupid compared to her
>Best you could do was take her off guard with something clever and hope for the best
>"H-hey Sugarcoat...you co-come here often?"
>Smooth
"No, I do not. Do you always ask stupid questions when people catch you breaking rules?"
>Damn, that was cold
>"Ru-rules? Who said anyone was breaking any rules?" You say with a stupid grin as you palm your cigarette and pinch the lit cheery off into the grass as subtly as possible
"Your hat and uniform are violating dress code and you're skipping class." She said bluntly as you stumbled back up
>"Hey now." You say taking off your pageboy hat and cradling it "It's not a snap back, flat or curved bill, and has no writing or markings. It isn't breaking any rules." you defend
"What about your uniform?"
>"The rules say I have to wear it, not how I wear it" You say gesturing to your loose tie and mostly unbuttoned shirt
"And skipping class?"
>"I was just late from using the bathroom" You offer knowing the teachers weren't paid enough to care where you were "See, we're just two rule abiding students here" You say giving your best smile
"Rule abiding students don't smoke on campus" She says fixing you with a glare
>Shit
>"Sm-smoking, who me? Never touch the things" You're sweating but you still manage to slip the butt in your hand into your sleeve "Plus I don't even see any butts around here"
>You make a show of scanning the ground only to look up and find Sugarcoat holding up her phone
>With a picture of you smoking on it
>Fuck

>>30752752
Sour Sweet is the best girl in this world.

>>30779970
>FBI
>not CIA

>>30787334
Looks good so far

>>30787334
>Sugarcoat wears a too short skirt and nobody says a shit.

>>30787222
>>30787334
I like it, please go on

>>30746631
Trixie and sugar look kinda alike

>>30787334
QUICK

KICK HER IN THE CUNT AND SMASH HER PHONE WHILE SHES DOWN

>>30788975
>They're actually related

>>30787334
>This was it
>Game over man, game over
>It didn't matter if you were just a third string charity case if Coach Flash saw this pic you'd be off the team
>You thought back to when you signed that stupid student athlete conduct contract at the start of the season
>It was the school's way of saying "We know you're all a bunch of rich little shits who can get your hands on just about anything but if you're stupid enough to get caught your ass is grass"
>That's when it hits you
>Anything Coach Flash saw Principal Cadence saw too
>And ever since they booted out Cinch she'd been cracking down on any student misconduct
>If she saw this she was likely to suspend you for the rest of the semester
>And if that happened you could kiss your scholarship goodbye
>Sugarcoat just stood there while all of this hit you like a ton of bricks
>You weren't sure what her angle here was, but she had you over a barrel
>"Sugar yo..."
"Sugarcoat" She corrected harshly
>"R-right totally, Sugarcoat. Got it" You say almost breaking out in a cold sweat "But seriously, you can't show anyone that photo"
"Why not? Principal Cadence encourages students to report any misconduct"
>Yeesh leave it to a bunch of rich kids not to know snitches get stitches
>Not that you had it in you to enforce the idea, but it would help right about now
>"But if you show that to her they'll kick me off the team or worse"
"Indeed, it was really stupid of you not to think you'd get caught"
>Fuck, kick a man while he's down huh
>"Please I'll do anything you want"
"Anything?"
>Fuck, that didn't sound good
>"W-well I mean..."
"Good, from now on you'll be my personal assistant" She said slipping off her back pack and holding it out to you "Start by taking my bag"
>"Say what now?" You sputter dumbly
"Are you stupid, I just said if you don't want me to show this picture to anyone you'll be my assistant and do whatever I tell you to" She somehow huffed in her monotone
>Ooooh
>Now it made sense
>She was making you her slave

>>30789544
It would be great to see the bickering between those two

>>30789556
Why don't he just steal her phone and delete all the photos.

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>>30762154
>hell I ignore my own mother
You better call your mother right now you little prick.

>>30790725
Right now my mother is on yet another date with some deadbeat junkie, gone for the whole day and most of the night, giving absolutely zero fucks about her younger son.

>>30789556
>>Not that you had it in you to enforce the idea, but it would help right about now
lol faggot

at least hire someone else to kick her shit in

>>30789556
>What the actual hell
>If some stranger had asked you this morning how you thought today would go you wouldn't have thought you'd end up being blackmailed into servitude by the smartest girl in school
>But what could you do
>Your future on the line
>You sigh and take the bag and are surprised by how heavy it is
>If you hadn't spent months lifting weights for football you'd hardly be able to lift it
>It was a wonder a 90lb girl like Sugarcoat could carry it at all
>"Yeesh what do you have in here?" You griped hefting it over your shoulder and nearly crushing your own backpack in the process
"Just my text books, study materials, and my laptop" Sugarcoat said fiddling with her phone before slipping into her pocket "Now come along it's nearly time for lunch" She said turning back towards the school motioning for you to follow
>On cue the bell rang signaling the start of lunch
>Not much choice so you follow her while lugging roughly 35 extra pounds of shit on your back
>Once inside you notice a change in atmosphere real quick
>It wasn't unusual for people to take notice of Sugarcoat and her friends, they were at the top of the social food chain here after all
>But now they were all paying attention to YOU as well
>You could already hear people whispering about you as finally caught up alongside Sugarcoat
>"So um how long are you gonna want me to be your assistant exactly?" You ask wondering about your immediate future
"That depends on your performance" She said flatly
>Great, that really explains a lot
>"So um what is it you want me to do exactly?"
"As my assistant you will be expected to carry my bag, organize my notes, clean my gym clothes and other such tedious tasks I don't have time for"
>"So I'm basically your new butler" You say rolling your eyes
"If you don't like our arrangement I can always..."She began pulling out her phone
>"No no no, it sounds like a great new job" You say hurriedly as you enter the cafeteria
"Good, now wait here"

>>30791181
>You sigh as you watch Sugarcoat get in the lunch line leaving you to stand holding her bag in the center of the cafeteria
>You could already feel people staring at you and whispering
>By the end of the day you'd be the talk of the whole school
>This wasn't looking good
"Hey Anon what's this I hear about you making new friends?" Came an unfortunately familiar voice as an arm wrapped around your shoulder
>Great, now this was happening
>"Sup Adagio" You say tiredly as Sonata and Aria come around to join their leader
>They were the Dazzlings, aka your "Friends"
>Well friends was a strong word
>More like fellow social pariahs
>They'd been accepted as fellow charity cases like you after getting kicked out of Canterlot high
>Unfortunately that didn't make them very popular so they soon found their way to you as the only person who would talk to them during their first week here
>That didn't mean you guys really got along, but misery loves company
"Don't be silly Daggy, Anon doesn't have any friends" Sonata said as bubbly as always
>Ouch, your pride
"Then who's bag is he carrying then?" Adagio retorted pointing out the extra book bag "Pink really isn't your color Anon just so you know"
>"Thanks for the tip" You say rolling your eyes
"You didn't answer the question Anon" Aria said giving you a light shove which threatens to tip you over with all the extra weight
>You sigh again, might as well tell them, no telling what they'll do if they find out on their own
>"It's Sugarcoat's" You say nodding toward the pig-tailed girl in line
>You think you see her looking back towards you and scowling and suddenly start to feel nervous again
"What, don't tell me you're hanging out with those bitches now" Aria growled glaring over at the table where Sugarcoat's friends were sitting and also staring at you
>"It's...complicated" You say not sure how much you should tell them
"I know that look" Adagio says looking up at you "You're being blackmailed aren't you?"
>Shiiiiit

>>30791429
>Dazzlings joining a Sugarcoat thread
yay!

>>30791429
This has potential my dude, if the thread dies repost it to finger bang

>>30792180
We'll see, I still have to finish other greens, I only started this one because I saw it and always wanted to do something with the crystal prep girls

>>30786552
>You manage to calm down a little bit by dinner time and have dressed yourself enough to be somewhat presentable around your family
>Not much talk at the dinner table, never is really
>Let's you have time to think about what's going to happen
>Should you really give up on Sugarcoat and let her hang out with her friends?
>It's what she would have wanted, right?
>Except for the fact that she used you as an excuse to ditch the party
>She literally chose you over that stupid party with her stupid friends
>Should you mention what happened to Sugarcoat?
>Would that make her upset?
>At her friends? Or at you?
>All these options running through your head were frustrating. You honestly can't remember the last time you had to make so many choices with so many consequences
>Maybe while playing some kind of video game
>But this wasn't a video game. This was real life. With real life people and real life consequences.
>And potentially a real life girlfriend
>But if you keep sticking around her, she might become just as much of a social outcast as you are
>Did you really want that for Sugarcoat?
>You tell your parents that you're turning in early tonight and letting them know that you'll be out all night tomorrow
>They remind you to keep your phone charged and keep in touch with them
>You head to your room and lie down on your bed, taking your pillow into your arms and hugging it to your chest
>Time to make a decision
>Or fall asleep wracked with anxiety
>Whichever comes first
>You really want to be with Sugarcoat. She's cute, smart, and funny. A little bossy and stubborn, but you're pretty sure that's just part of her charm
>And you're pretty sure that she wants to be with you. Based on how she chose to be your partner for this project, the little note in Italian, and just how she acted the last couple of days in general
>But you're certain that her friends do not want you two together, considering what happened after school today

>>30792750
>You glance at your phone on the nightstand next to you, thinking about maybe calling the whole thing with Sugarcoat off
>But you didn't want to give those girls the satisfaction. They wanted you to back off, which meant they were scared
>Scared that you would come in and turn their whole operation upside down and ruin everything for them
>At least, that's what you hoped
>You put your pillow behind your head and stare up at the ceiling of your dark room
>You've made up your mind. You're going to try for Sugarcoat
>Tomorrow you vow to yourself that you will let her know how you feel
>You won't let her bully friends get in the way of your happiness anymore, or the happiness of Sugarcoat
>You stood up for yourself today, and you can do it again if it came down to it
>You just really hope that you aren't wrong and make a really, REALLY awkward mess of the whole situation and absolutely ruin what little social standing you have
>Maybe you should finish up your will before you head over to Sugar's house tomorrow
>Just in case you decide to jump in front of a bus or something
>But for now, you sleep

>Fast forward to the next day
>Skip past the boring breakfast and mediocre morning, get to the good stuff
>Like crippling anxiety over what to wear to what might be the turning point of your entire life
>In that it either makes your life worth living, or it will probably make you take your own life
>You have a graphic tee in one hand and a sharp looking button down in the other
>The t-shirt is more casual, but you don't want to look like a bum
>But you don't want to appear overdressed either, you might come off as trying too hard
>You don't want to come across as a showoff, but you do want to show off a little bit
>Holding up the button down, you consider how it might look with jeans on. Maybe that would turn down the douche bag factor?
>Or should you just go whole hog and grab a vest to match?
>No, semiformal is the way to go

>>30792838
>Put on the button down and some jeans, run your hands through your hair for that half-brushed, half-tussled look
>Glancing at yourself in the mirror, you smile
>You look good
>You check the time on your phone and realize that you still have a little while before you have to actually get there, but you feel too nervous to just sit around waiting at your house
>You pick up your headphones, wallet, keys, and phone and head outside, turning on some music and making your way towards the square
>It's in the opposite direction of Sugarcoat's place, but you have the time to make the detour, and you might as well pick up something
>You text Sugarcoat, asking if there was anything she wants you to pick up before you head over
>Sugarcoat takes a while to respond before listing off a few snack and drink items for the night
>You never really took her as a fan of energy drinks considering her rather calm outward appearance, but you suppose that speed talking has to come from somewhere
>You end up spending a bit more than you expect at a convenience store after purchasing two bags of chips, three drinks (plus one for yourself), and a bag of candy
>Sour Patch Kids
>Surprisingly fitting
>You check the time as you exit the store, only to realize that you also spent a little more time than you expected inside
>If you wanted to make it to Sugarcoat's house, you'd better hurry it up a bit
>You set off at a brisk pace that isn't quite a jog, but if it were any more, it probably would be
>Sugarcoat lived in a really nice house in the really nice part of town. To be fair, most of CPA students were from this part of town, it really wasn't a cheap place to get your education
>It had a long driveway across a green expanse up to a giant house with a turret and a gabled roof. It looked almost royal
>You felt a little exposed as you made your way up the walkway, the house looming over you, watching as you moved
>You reminded yourself that her parents weren't home

>>30792971
>Nothing to be worried about
>No judgement from whatever was inside
>Nothing to intimidate you or make you feel inadequate
>You casually stroll up the short flight of steps to her front door and raise a hand to knock
>You notice the knocker on the door, a lion with a gold ring in its mouth
>But just as you lay your hand on the ring and raise it to knock, you glance to the side and spot a doorbell button
>Your nerves get the better of you and you let go of the knocker to push the button, but if it were broken, you would look like an idiot
>So you should use the knocker, right?
>But if it were old, it might break
>So do you just knock?
>Or is that rude? Would she even hear you in a house this big?
>The door swings open and there stands Sugarcoat, looking really cute
>She's wearing a green dress with gold flowers adorning it, a pair of stockings on, and her glasses balanced on the tip of her dainty nose
>Her hair has been brushed out of it's standard pigtails and wrapped into a braid that falls over her shoulder
>"The door was open, you know."
>That's Sugarcoat for you
"I, uh, I brought the snacks you wanted."
>You offer up the bag to her, and with a brief hesitation, she steps to the side and opens the door wider for you
>"Take off your shoes, I don't want you tracking dirt inside. You got lucky, avoiding the storm like that."
>Oh right, it was supposed to rain tonight. You had completely forgotten about that while getting ready. Good thing you did miss the rain though, it would've been embarrassing showing up soaking wet
>You take off your shoes and step inside, marveling at the expansive house. High vaulted ceilings, almost entirely wood
>"You can set the snacks over here, on the island counter. We'll be doing most of it in the den over here."
>You snap out of your reverie and quickly follow Sugarcoat, doing as told
"Doing what?"
>Sugarcoat stops and slowly turns to face you from where she stands in the middle of a very comfy looking den

>>30793042
>"The project. The reason you came over here."
>Oh shit
>Your mind immediately flies to the flash drive you had left sitting next to your computer back at home, filled with all the hard work you had put into this project over the last week
>Sugarcoat looks like she's about to snap at you, call you stupid, or forgetful, or an absolute waste of time and energy
>But a flash of lightning and a crack of thunder cuts her off, shutting her up and making her jump
>You can already hear sheets of rain pouring down on the house
"Oops?"
>Sugarcoat slaps a hand to her face and flops back on to one of the large white couches facing an equally large wall-mounted television
>She's muttering something to herself again, but you don't even really want to try to talk to her right now
>She's probably really pissed
>For good reason too. You essentially got trapped in her house under the guise of doing work which you cannot do at the moment
"I can go back to my place and get all the work I did. I promise, it was like, most of the project. I'll be out and come right back, it'll take twenty minutes, half hour, tops."
>Sugarcoat shakes her head
>"No, it's fine."
>Well that was a first
>"Just, come here. I'm not going to make you run halfway across town and back in the storm."
>You nod and sit down at the other end of the couch, twiddling your thumbs quietly
>What a way to start off your date
>A silence stretches out in the room, the sound of rain echoing throughout the empty mansion
>You slowly stand up and walk back to the kitchen, rooting through your bag to grab the drinks
>You head back over with an energy drink in one hand, and a coke in the other
>You hand the energy drink to Sugarcoat, who finally looks up at you, a little confused
"Here, I got it, just like you asked."
>"I told you to get those so that you could drink them. I've never had one of those in my life, they sound gross."
>Oh
>Great, another nice gesture botched because you were too stupid to think properly

>>30793127
>"Are you ok?"
"Huh? Yeah, I'm fine."
>You didn't really mean it. You were crushed inside. This was supposed to be the part where you professed your desire to be with her
>Instead you were clamming up, probably staining your nice shirt with anxiety sweat
>Your body was all kinds of sore from the ass kicking you got yesterday
>And to top it off, you were stranded here in this place with an angry Sugarcoat
>"You have a cut on your forehead," Sugarcoat says, scooting down the couch to get closer to you
>Instinctively you push yourself a little further from her and tilt your head away from her view
"Oh, I must have just bumped it on something," you lie
>"You've got a bruise on your chin too."
>You didn't have to look to know that she was getting closer
>Her next words were so close you could practically feel her breath on your neck
>"What happened, Anon?"
>You try to back off the couch further, but find that you've run out of couch, pressing yourself up against the arm rest
"Oh, probably just messing around and fell or something. Really it's no big deal."
>A sharp jab pokes you in the ribs. Right where you had gotten kicked the other day. Repeatedly
"Ow!" You flinch back and spin, Sugarcoat's finger extended
>"Don't lie to me, Anon."
>It was forceful, yeah. And she was glaring like she was about to bite your head off. But something about her anger seemed kind of... sweet?
>You sigh and decide to tell her the truth
"I got jumped yesterday, after school."
>"By who?"
"Your friends... They thought that I was keeping you away from them and so they tried to, well, shift our schedule around. With force."
>Looking at Sugarcoat, you saw her face fall. It wasn't her normal frown that occupied her features now. It was sadness. A forlorn look. Like she had given up on something
"But it's really ok!" You quickly add in, "It's not a big deal, and I'm fine, really!"
>Sugarcoat turns away from you, taking off her glasses and it looks like she wiped her eyes too

>>30793229
"Hey, are you alright?" You ask, the concern now shifting
>Sugarcoat turns back to you and forces a smile. It's a strange sight to see. Like a doll, it doesn't seem natural, just etched in to her face
>"I'm just a little upset that my friends are trying to dictate something as trivial as who I spend time with because it doesn't match their standards of social quality."
>That went by really fast. And she used quite a couple of big words
>But, if you caught the gist of that correctly, then...
"So... What you're saying is... That you want to hang out with me?"
>"Anon, why do you think I invited you here?"
"To work on the project?"
>"Why did I want to work on the project with you?"
"Because you wanted to tell me something, but you weren't sure how much?"
>She nods
>"I think I've decided how much I want to tell you now."
"Y-yeah?"
>Oh boy. You know where this is going.
>Sugarcoat leans in closer to you, her glasses left forgotten on the floor, next to where you had dropped the (thankfully) unopened drinks
>"I'm not going to tell you anything. But I think you'll be able to figure it out."
>She spoke in little more than a whisper, but even with the storm brewing outside, it was more than enough to hear her
>Not just her words, but her breath as Sugarcoat stretched out towards you
>You're pretty sure you can hear her heartbeat, but that might just be your own blood pumping in your ears
>You gulp and lean in to match Sugarcoat's advance
>It was really happening, you were finally going to kiss Sugarcoat!
>A brief second passed where Sugarcoat paused, waiting for you to continue the motion to meet her halfway
>That second, you could feel all the doubt, all the worry and concern, every little nagging thought and what if in your mind
>And you cast them all away
>Who the fuck cares if this is a trick? Have fun while you can
>Who cares if her friends will demolish you on Monday? At least you had a great weekend

>>30791429
Yeah, I absolutely hate blackmail so I probably won't be reading this out of fear of bursting a blood vessel.

>>30793301
>You close the distance and press your lips against Sugarcoat's
>You can feel the warmth coming off her body, contrasting the normal chill of her outward attitude
>The two of you sit there for a moment, just waiting
>Eventually Sugarcoat pulls back and opens her eyes, smiling
>"Anon..."
>If she says what you think she's going to say, you are ready. You always keep a condom in your wallet just in case something like this happens
>"You need to brush your teeth."
>Fuck
"O-oh, I'm really sorry! That must kind of ruin the moment for you, huh? Is there a bathro-"
>Sugar cuts you off by tugging on your shirt and pressing her lips against yours again, pulling herself half on to you
>"I was joking," She mutters against your mouth
>Oh thank god
>You wrap your arms around her waist, not too low, but low enough to feel accomplished with yourself
>Sugarcoat wraps her arms around your shoulders and starts playing with your hair
>Her fingers run through it gently, tracing over the same places where it was getting yanked on yesterday
>You prefer this
>Sugarcoat adjusts her position so that she is fully on your lap. She's normally shorter than you, but with her on your lap, your faces are level enough that it doesn't strain your neck
>She peppers kisses from your lips across your cheek down your jaw line, taking care to be extra gentle around the bruised area where Indigo punched you
>"I'm sorry," She whispers
"Hey now," You say, pulling back a bit to look her in the eye, "That isn't your fault. Don't worry about it, really. Let's just focus on this. This is nice and I don't want it ruined by some stupid shit that happened yesterday. Ok?"
>Sugar nods and scoots her butt off your lap back on to the couch, curling her knees up to her chest and hugging them
"You alright?" You ask, afraid to approach and scare her off, but you want to get close and hold her
>She looks like she could use a hug
>Sugarcoat just takes a deep breath and lets it out in one big sigh

>>30793386
More

>>30793386
hhhnggg this is so fucking cute

>>30793386
>"I'm just frustrated. For a while now I've been having these stupid feelings for you, and now that it can actually happen my friends are getting in the way of it all. But really it's to be expected since the lot of you are all very different people and I'm often surprised that we can even be friends. I don't want them to pick on you, mostly because of this whole crush thing, but they do anyway because I can't tell them I like you because they pick on you."
>You nod solemly
"It's one big monster circle of suck."
>Sugarcoat perks up a bit
>"Speaking of suck-"
>You perk up a lot
>"-I also thought how sucky it is that we're pretty much in the perfect situation to have our first time together, what with my parents not being home and the thunder storm and lack of friend interference, but I think I might come off as easy if I put out on the first date, you know?"
>You groan a little deep in your throat as you feel your boner trying to strangle you to death
"I mean, I have a condom," You choke out, "If you really want."
>Sugar rolls her eyes
>"Yeah right, and let everyone at school know that I let you inside of me for my first time just because we got a set up like a bad porno? As if."
"Well, I won't tell anybody! If that's really what you're worried about. I'm not here to get bragging rights or anything, I'd look just as much of a douche as you would a... well..."
>"What do you propose then?"
>You pause
"I think I just want a relationship with you, Sugarcoat. You make me happy in the weirdest way ever. I think I know what you mean when you talk about these feelings you're having, because I think I'm having the same ones for you."
>"But my friends. They'll kill you and reject me. We can't, for both of our sakes."
"Well that's only if they find out, right? If we had a sort of secret relationship thing going on, then we can stay safe and still have fun, right?"
>Sugarcoat shakes her head and stands up, "That'll only last as long as we have the project for cover."

>>30793476
>You follow her into the kitchen
"Sugarcoat, listen to me. I'm offering us the best chance we have to enjoy each other. If that's only temporary, then the worst case is we have to come straight out with it after the project is over. If it's still a problem, then we can just keep up airs and sneak around."
>Sugarcoat turns around to look at you, crossing her arms, her eyes are shining with unshed tears
>"I'm scared, Anon."
>You step forward, gently rubbing her arms
"Me too," you whisper
>You lean in and kiss her cheeks
>It wasn't just her lips, her whole body was soft
>She returns the favor and stands on her tip toes, wrapping her arms around your neck in another tight hug
>You lean your head on to her shoulder and take a deep breath, trying to think
>She smells like vanilla
>After a little while Sugarcoat breaks the silence
>"If we're going to date, could you call me Sugar? Sugarcoat is too formal for a boyfriend, secret or otherwise."
>You pull back and beam at her
"Of course I can, Sugar."
>You lean in again and kiss the crook of her neck, causing her to curl up against it and giggle
>"That tickles!" She complains, smacking your arms and pushing you back
"S-sorry," you mutter, blushing
>Sugarcoat pouts up at you and folds her arms
>She seems to have become much more emotive now that the two of you started speaking so frankly
>Part of the back of your mind now understands why her friends like her. Sure, she's an absolute bitch around people she doesn't know much, but once she feels comfortable...
"You're the cutest girl in the whole world, Sugar."
>Sugarcoat rolls her eyes and jabs you in the ribs again, causing you to bend over a bit in pain
>"S-stop getting all sappy on me, stupid. Just kiss me already."
>You grin and comply, pressing your lips together once again with enough force to back Sugar against the counter
"Well, when you ask so politely," you tease, "How can I refuse?"
>You're proud to see that Sugar is indeed blushing rather profusely

>>30793555
bro
take it slow

literally only been in a relationship for like ten minutes

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>when you ask the writefag for sappy shit with friend drama and he delivers fully

>>30793555
>You lift her up on to the counter and lay your hands on her thighs, which snap around your waist and pull you towards her
>She grins and locks her ankles behind your back
>"You're mine now."
"That's kind of the idea of dating, yeah."
>"Shut up and kiss me, stupid."
>You shrug and follow her orders, matching the passion she's putting out with your own kisses
>Her hands are now running up and down your chest, occasionally dragging your shirt up a little bit
>You stick your tongue into Sugar's mouth and find that she tastes as good as she feels and smells
>There's something about her that just seems to be getting to you and the more of her you get, the more you want
>You hear a soft little moan escape her throat and she pulls back, covering her mouth up with her hand
>You can't help but snicker at her alarmed reaction
"What was that?"
>"Sh-shut up..."
>Her face is beet red
"Oh come on. It was cute."
>She looks away from you and narrows her eyes, pouting again
>"You're making fun of me."
"I am not! It was cute!"
>She frowns and glares at you
"Just like the rest of you."
>Sugarcoat rolls her eyes and flops down on to her back, "I'm finished with making out for now."
"Oh come on, I'm sorry, I didn't mean to hurt your feelings."
>Sugarcoat lies there for a minute, thinking
>"It was just unexpected. It squeezed out before I could stop it."
"You know you don't need to stop it, right? Like, I really don't mind if you moan or anything like that. Hell, as long as we're alone, you could probably scream out my name and we'd be ok."
>Sugarcoat doesn't look amused by your joke and unlocks her legs
>"Grab the chips, I want to watch a movie."
"Ok, what kind of movie?"
>You reach over her head, stealing a quick kiss to the top of her head as you do so. Picking up one of the bags of chips
>"I think that a horror movie would be particularly appropriate, considering the situation."
"What, not a romcom?"
>Sugar shakes her head, "Thunder storm."

>>30793650
"Ah right you are."
>Sugar swings by the fridge and takes out a jar of dip for the chips as well as one of those bottles of iced coffee
>"Besides," she says, "You can jump into my lap during all the scary parts, Anon."
>She smiles smugly at you and you fake a laugh at her
>At least this time it's a genuine smile
>You head into the den again, your drinks having been abandoned there when the two of you began the consummation of your relationship
>The two of you take your seats on the couch and Sugarcoat puts on her glasses, grabbing the remote for the TV and starting to scroll through the options on Netflix
>You settle on something stupid and cheesy so that you don't have to pay too much attention to it as you just enjoy each other's company
>Sugarcoat has a habit of pointing out dumb things that the characters or filmmakers did throughout
>You don't mind the talking, it's not like you were in a movie theatre (even though the den was nice enough to be theatre quality)
"I wish I had bought popcorn."
>Sugar shrugs from her position curled up next to your arm. She had really relaxed around you. She was almost like a different person in some of her mannerisms
>"Chips are fine, it isn't a big deal."
"Yeah I know. But, you know, next time."
>You smile, just enjoying the nice little date that got set up tonight
>Things were going even better than you could have wanted them to
>The only way to make it better would be if Sugarcoat's friends magically showed up with changed hearts
>In the movie, the killer jumps out from behind a curtain, raising his axe to slaughter another victim
>It had happened a hundred times already, but this time just so happened to sync up the lightning in the backdrop of the movie with the crack of thunder in real life
>You jump, sure, it's unexpected and startled you
>But Sugarcoat fucking launches herself into the air. She Scooby Doo's herself into your arms, almost knocking over the dip in the process

>>30793726
Alright, it's like 3 AM right now, and I can barely type right. I think this will be it for tonight, but I'll try to be back soon to keep it up. I hope y'all are enjoying yourselves.
Good morning/afternoon/evening/night everybody!

>>30793737
You're doing gods work anon

>>30793737
Thanks for the shitload of green my nigga. It's good shit.

>>30793726
>She Scooby Doo's herself into your arms, almost knocking over the dip in the process
Made me laugh

>>30793737
Got a pastebin, Anon? I want to keep track of this story in case the thread dies.

>>30794749
I'm really new (like, really new) to this whole thing, so no, I don't have a pastebin. Should I get one?
I've also heard of writefags getting names and shit. How's that work?

>>30793737
Are you going to pastebin this or what?

>>30794975
>>30794911

>>30790725
For her to tell me how sad she is about the same thing, I'll pass anon.

>>30794911
I you want a name go ahead. But you should definitely pastebin this for future read

>>30794999
I'll work on the pastebin

What should my name be?

>>30795071
SugarcoatWritefag

>>30795071
SCWritefag

>>30795095
>>30795075
>>30794975
>>30794749
Here's the pastebin: https://pastebin.com/U9qLQ5V1

>>30795122
Don't forget to consider getting a tripcode

>>30795144
I'm not very familiar with those. How do they work? Mind explaining why I should bother?

>>30795163
>Mind explaining why I should bother?
Look at the name I'm using

>>30795171
Fair enough

ignore me, I just want to see if I'm doing this right

>>30793726
>The two of you look at each other, stifling your laughter only for so long before you both break
>It feels good to be like this with Sugarcoat
>You can't remember the last time you had this much fun
>Even Sugarcoat's friends wouldn't be able to ruin tonight for you
>You can feel the wounds of your body fading away just from having being around Sugarcoat
>You would be content staying like this forever
>You don't even care that this would be a secret. You could keep this secret for her. You could do anything for her
>As the laughter dies down, Sugar stays in your lap, snuggling closer into your chest and sighing contently
>"I'm really glad that we have this."
"Yeah, me too."
>Sugar closes her eyes and takes off her glasses, "Could you turn off the movie?"
>You lean forward, a hand on her waist to hold her in place
>Grab the remote, hit the power button, lean back, hug Sugar
>You breath deeply, shutting your own eyes and just enjoying the smell sitting right in front of you
>Sugarcoat wasn't even that heavy, she honestly didn't even feel that much heavier than the bag of food that you brought here
>You relax to the sound of the rain drumming agains the huge house
>You're really glad that Sugar's parents aren't home. Not even for any lewd reasons, you just would hate this moment to be interrupted by something
>But that couldn't happen
>Her parents were out, her friends were busy, no work to do, nobody would be coming over in this storm
>It was like being on a deserted island
>Serene, alone, removed from the rest of the world
>You kiss Sugarcoat's head
>This was a great night
>If only it could last forever
>The both of you switch between cuddling, watching movies, and making out over the next few hours
>Sugarcoat even realizes that she should give you a tour of the house
>She says it so that she "won't have to show you where anything is"
>But you think that it's something more like she wants to show off a little bit
>Or so that you can find ways in and out

>>30795279
Sugartits.

>>30795279
>Sneaking in or out would only be a problem if you had to come from the front
>Sugarcoat brings you towards the covered porch out back and shows off her mother's very dense, thick garden
>She even mentions that her room is right above where you're standing, so you can totally do the cliche and climb into her window
>Or dive out of it on to one of the huge bushes outside
>She takes your hand and pulls you around, showing you bathrooms, living rooms, sitting rooms, drawing rooms, and dining rooms
>There is so many rooms in this house
>And in each room there is gorgeous furniture that looks like it's straight out of a catalog, almost untouched
>Her parents must be neat freaks
>Sugarcoat gets to the wide staircase and turns to face you, a grin spread across her face
>"Race you up!"
>She turns and starts running up the steps
>Even with a head start though, your longer legs carry you up two steps up at a time, so you easily overtake her and reach the top of the stairs, panting slightly at the sudden exertion
"Beat you!"
>Sugarcoat huffs when she reaches the top and crosses her arms, before getting a glint in her eyes
>"Well then, come get your prize."
>She beckons you with a finger and trots off down the hall and into what you can only assume is her room
>You gulp, maybe the run up the stairs made you thirstier than you thought
>You follow behind her
>Her room is just as roomy and fancy as the rest of her house
>There are no pictures or posters on the wall, her four poster bed is made with clean, hard corners. Sitting in the corner is a desk with a laptop resting on top of it, pictures of Sugarcoat and her friends drifting past as a screen saver
>Sugarcoat has laid herself down on the bed in a rather suggestive manner, her gaze boring into you from over the rim of her glasses
>A smile spreads across your face and you make your way over to the bed, climbing on it to reach your prize
>Sugarcoat waits for you to pull yourself above her before kissing you

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>>30753033
we burn them

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>>30762154
>ignoring your mother
I know this is thrown around a lot, but you are literally cancer, either apologise to your mother for being an ungrateful little troglodyte or kill yourself

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>>30795338
So when are we going to find out about her fetishes?

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>>30795338
bump

>>30795338
Nice dude, looking forward for more of this

>>30795338
oh my

>>30791429
>"B-b-blackmailed? Don't be..."
>Adagio puts a finger to your lips and sshh's you
"Come now Anon, we know a thing or two about manipulating people" She says with a smirk
"Yeah" Aria chuckles "We were real good at it"
"The bestest" Sonata giggles
"So why don't you just tell us what she has on you, okay sweetie"
>You sigh again, you knew you couldn't win when they ganged up on you like this
>They were like sharks
>Or some kind of more devious sea-life
>So you give them the real quick version as you see Sugarcoat get closer to the head of the lunch line
"Oh, I see" Adagio said thoughtfully "That would be bad for you"
"But don't worry, we can totally handle this for you" Sonata said twirling happily
"Yeah, I figure we just jump her ass after school and bust her phone" Aria said smacking her fist into her palm "Then boom, no more picture"
>Aw
>It really warmed your heart that they were willing to do something so absolutely STUPID for you
>"No, no, no! Do not do that" you plead
"Why the hell not?" Aria growled
>"Because if you do she'll either get her friends and all of their friends involved and I'll be on the whole school's shit list, or she goes to the principal and they ask why you guys would jump her, she tells them about the photo and Flash and Cadence will be all over me for the rest of the year...or worse they do both"
>You feel bad as you watch them put it all together
>Their hearts had been in the right place
>Actually no, they'd been in the wrong place but it's the thought that counts
>"Just leave this to me, she's popular, she'll probably get bored with me in like a week and this will all be over"
>The Dazzlings mull this over for a sec
"Alright Anon, but just remember" Adagio said brushing her fingers under your chin "The only girls allowed to abuse you is us"
"That's right" Agrees Aria punching you in the arm before they start heading to their table
"Have fun being a slave" Sonata calls back while waving
>Yeesh, with friends like that huh

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>>30795598
Damn.

>>30795973
nice

Where da fiddy niggers to cuck anon like a little cuck boi he is at?

>>30795973
>Just about then you see Sugarcoat marching up to you looking kind of angry
"Take this" She says shoving her lunch tray into your hands "Now follow me" She says heading towards her friends' lunch table
>Okay, you know she's mad
>Hell, life on Mars can tell she's mad
>But you don't know why
>"Hey, um, Sugarcoat...you okay?" You ask cautiously
"Of course I am" She snaps "Why wouldn't I be?"
>"O-oh, right yeah. My bad" You say
>You decide not to push your luck and hope her bad mood just blows over
>You reach her table and she ignores all her friends staring at the two of you as she takes her seat next Indigo
"Sit" She orders snapping you out of your head as you sit down beside her and pass her the tray
>Wow you're not sure what is more awkward right now
>The fact you're basically surrounded by girls who see you as the social equivalent of stepping in dog doo and wondering what you're doing here
>Or how Sugarcoat couldn't care less and was silently eating her lunch
"Um Sug" Sour Sweet finally chimed in "I don't mean to pry, but what is HE doing here?" She asked doing that weird voice changey bit as she pointed to you
>You gulp, but Sugarcoat doesn't even look up from her food
"Don't mind him, he's just my new attendant" She says waving a hand at you dismissively
>Wow
>From Assistant to Attendant, sounds like you're already moving up in the world
>Who knew there were so many fancy names for slaves
"Really, how quaint" Sunny said looking you up and down "Though you might want to set yourself some higher standards" She said with a chuckle
"He'll do for what I need him for" Sugarcoat said simply
>This seemed o be enough for her friends
>At least for now
>The aura of tension was still there but thankfully it went down a few notches
"Hey dude" Lemon Zest says getting your attention from where she's lazily leaning on the table
>"H-huh, oh a yeah"
"What you listening too?" She asks pointing to her ear indicating you still ad your ear bud in
>You hadn't even noticed

>>3079690
He better have
>https://youtu.be/Q3EEaPj-5qs
Playing in his ear

>>30746631

>tell sugarcube I'm into futa
>she doesn't even call me a faggot
We're done here.

>>30796909
>>"H-huh, oh a yeah"
>oh a yeah

>>30796042
Who is that?

>>30797758
Perfidious Albion.

>>30796909
>"What you listening too?"
"nothing, just 'a yeah' "

>>30796909
>You'd been so caught up with everything so far that you've been partially on auto pilot
>You listen in just as the song changes and tell her
[Spoiler]https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=8eklHJeB6mc[/spoiler]
"Fuck yeah, my man" She grins pulling down her own headphones as she reaches over the table and pulls your other ear bud out from the inside of your shirt collar forcing you to lean forward as well as she slips the bud into her ear and starts to jam
>This was weird
"Coheed and what now?" Indigo asks looking confused
"Ugh, loser music" Sour Sweet says with a look of disgust "Honestly Zest I swear you'll listen to anything sometimes"
>Hey, not cool
>Coheed is great
>Plus you think this song is the perfect anthem for life at Crystal Prep
"Aw you guys just don't appreciate modern prog-rock" Zest said bobbing to the chorus
>That's when you notice Sugarcoat
>And she looks mad
>Like cheeks getting red levels mad
>Going by the look she was giving you
>You done goofed
>You didn't know how, but you'd certainly done something wrong
"Anon it's time to go" She said shoving her tray into your hands before pulling you stumbling along away from the table
>"H-hey, wait, the lunch bell hasn't even rung yet" You say as she nearly drags you towards the exit
"I like to get to class early to prepare" She says giving you enough time to put her tray away and regain your balance before once more pulling you along
>Once you're out in the mostly empty halls a thought strikes you
>"Hey what about my classes?" You ask thinking in horror of the idea of running from one end of this giant fucking school to the other so you wouldn't be late
"What do you mean, we share all the same classes except for electives" She says turning back to look at you
>You blink for a few seconds
>"What? Since when?" You say is surprise
"Since always" She says with a huff "Are you really that thick?" She asked before looking down in exasperation
>You think you just hear her mutter "How could you not notice"

>>30798479
>"Aw you guys just don't appreciate modern prog-rock"
>prog-rock
this is prog rock for me https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=d97GB7-Lq6A

>>30795554
We found out last time we had a thread like this. Her fetish is
>Rape

>>30798479
>You think back over all your classes
>You mostly sat in the back and only paid attention here and there like the slacker you are outside of your English courses
>But the more you thought about it you remembered a familiar set of marshmallow white pig-tails here and there sitting in slightly different spot in the front of the class
>Well shit, she was in all of them
>"O-oh right, we do have a bunch of classes together" You say hastily trying to smooth things over "It's just we sit so far apart I kind of forgot"
>This seems to help, but not by much
>Sugarcoat looks up at you and she seems to have gone from Mad to just Miffed
>Not much of a difference except one made you fear for you future and the other was actually kinda cute
>....
>Where the fuck did that come from
>Did Stockholm syndrome already kick in
>But actually it was hard not to find Sugarcoat pretty when she was up this close
"Fine, just make sure you don't forget it from now on" She said sternly
>"I won't, I won't" You promise "But can I just ask one thing?" You add hopefully
"Yes? What is it?"
>"Are you, um, gonna let go anytime soon?" You asked nervously pointing down to where she was still tightly gripping your shirt and blazer
>Sugarcoat looked at her hand, the back at you, then back to her hand
>She let go of you like you're on fire
>Yeesh, was touching a loser like me so bad
>She was even getting red in the face again
"Y-you're right, you know where our next class is. I-I shouldn't have to lead you" She says hurriedly before turning and heading down the hall at a good trot
>You jog to catch up with her and try not to say anything else
>You make it to the class and there's no one here yet
>No surprise
>Bell hasn't rung yet
>Sugarcoat takes a seat in one of the first seats and you hand her her bag before heading to where you

>You think back over all your classes
>You mostly sat in the back and only paid attention here and there like the slacker you are outside of your English courses
>But the more you thought about it you remembered a familiar set of marshmallow white pig-tails here and there sitting in slightly different spot in the front of the class
>Well shit, she was in all of them
>"O-oh right, we do have a bunch of classes together" You say hastily trying to smooth things over "It's just we sit so far apart I kind of forgot"
>This seems to help, but not by much
>Sugarcoat looks up at you and she seems to have gone from Mad to just Miffed
>Not much of a difference except one made you fear for you future and the other was actually kinda cute
>....
>Where the fuck did that come from
>Did Stockholm syndrome already kick in
>But actually it was hard not to find Sugarcoat pretty when she was up this close
"Fine, just make sure you don't forget it from now on" She said sternly
>"I won't, I won't" You promise "But can I just ask one thing?" You add hopefully
"Yes? What is it?"
>"Are you, um, gonna let go anytime soon?" You asked nervously pointing down to where she was still tightly gripping your shirt and blazer
>Sugarcoat looked at her hand, the back at you, then back to her hand
>She let go of you like you're on fire
>Yeesh, was touching a loser like me so bad
>She was even getting red in the face again
"Y-you're right, you know where our next class is. I-I shouldn't have to lead you" She says hurriedly before turning and heading down the hall at a good trot
>You jog to catch up with her and try not to say anything else
>You make it to the class and there's no one here yet
>No surprise
>Bell hasn't rung yet
>Sugarcoat takes a seat in one of the first seats and you hand her her bag before heading to where you usually sit in the back
"Where are you going?" She asks stopping you
>"Um...to my seat?" You say confused by why she'd ask
"No, you sit here now" She said pointing next to her

>>30799716
>>30799729
Fucking stupid computer, posted it before I finished typing

>>30799729
>Oh no
>No no no
>Sure Crystal Prep classes had university style seating rules
>First come, first served
>But like any good slacker you stuck all the way to the back
>That way no one noticed you
>You liked it that way
>And here Sugarcoat was trying to upset all of that
>"Um yeah, you see the thing is I'm not really a front of the class kind of..."
>Sugarcoats eyes narrowed shutting you up real quick
"Sit down" She said more forcefully pointing to the seat beside her again
>"Yes ma'am" You sigh slumping your shoulders and moving to the seat beside just as the period bell rang
>As you set your bag down you notice a somewhat triumphant look on her face
>Great, next she was gonna have you house trained and bringing her her slippers
>You watch as more kids filter into the class all casting strange glances at you as they came in
>It was starting to get to you
>"So, not that I'm complaining or anything" You say slumping your head down on the desk to hide your embarrassment "But why do you need me to sit up here with you?"
"If you're going to be useful then I need to have you close at hand" She said simply pulling out a notebook "For instance what if I need a pencil, or some paper, or need to check for some notes I missed? Having you close by will make such things easier" She went on matter of factly "So just sit there and try not to embarrass me"
>Right, because I was so embarrassing
>And you're calling bullshit on the rest of that
>There's no way someone like her didn't have everything she needed for class on hand or stuffed into that heavy ass bag
>And if anyone should be copying notes off the other it should be you
>Wait...
>You tear open your bag and start digging through the stuff inside
>Shit
>You pull out a blank worksheet and then turn to Sugarcoat who is staring at you now
>"So I might have forgot to do the homework" You say with a nervous smile "Could I maybe see yours for just a sec?"
>Okay, maybe you are a bit of an embarrassment

>>30799927
Everytime I see your name, E V E R Y time! I think of this song
>https://youtu.be/XoJ6TPUG1Tk
Keep up the good work. Also, when will Suger forcebly jerk anon off in class?

>>30787334
Why is Anon always a moron? Why is he never smart/a genius? I know the average horsefucker is a degenerate, but we're not all idiots.

>>30787334
>>30789556
>>30791181
>>30791429
You're mixing up how greentext works. The character whose POV we are reading from speaks in normal text, everyone else is greentext.

I like the story, though. Even if Anon is too much of a dumbass.

>>30799965
Not bad, I'm more of a Less Than Jake style Burnout myself, but I appreciate the reference

Not unless Anon convinces her to sit in the back of the class

>>30798479
Odd. I always thought Zest was supposed to have good taste in music.

>>30799068
Exactly, I want to know what this iterations fetish is

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>>30800090