This is the ideal Anonpony. You may not like it, but this is what peak performance looks like.

All Anonstallion/Anoncolt stories and art welcome.

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--Recent Writefags-- (pastebin.com can be swapped with poneb.in if necessary)

InkSlinger:
https://ponepaste.org/10833 - Alone Together (Mayor Mare, Twilight Sparkle, Derpy)

https://ponepaste.org/10758 - The New Prince (Princess Celestia)

https://ponepaste.org/10582 - The Promotion (R63 Shining Armor)

https://ponepaste.org/10448 - Just One More (Fluttershy)

Sunn:
https://ponepaste.org/10481 - PegaAnon (Rainbow Dash)

blowingupthemoon:
https://ponepaste.org/10815 - Anon Kirin Story (Autumn Blaze)

https://ponepaste.org/11073 - Nap Duty (Princess Luna)

https://ponepaste.org/10633 - Reunions (Princess Celestia, Fluttershy)

https://ponepaste.org/10781 - Stuck with you for a bit. (Verity)

Mirta:
https://ponepaste.org/10631 - A QUESTion mark tAIl (Zecora)

CosmicButthole:
https://ponepaste.org/11075 - The Re-Awakening of Anonymous (Fluttershy)

ClericalError:
https://ponepaste.org/10847 - Dash thing that isnt really there yet (Rainbow Dash)

Guest (Default ponepaste account):
https://ponepaste.org/10884 - Danger Zone (Cloud Chaser)

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>>42288758 (OP)
Lots of love in the clouds, must be having some good fun in there

>>42288758 (OP)
Two anoncolt rgre greens:
https://ponepaste.org/9254 (unfinished)
https://ponepaste.org/10819 (still updating)

>>42261072

>>42288830
https://ponepaste.org/10125
pretty great anoncolt story I've forgot to put on the ponepaste links for Inkslinger

>>42288892
delete that garbage. no one wants to read about some random faggot's mommy issues.

>>42288758 (OP)
Which one story in the OP should I read that will anonstallion pill me?

>>42289126
Depends. Do you want romance, comedy, grimdark, or adventure?

>>42288758 (OP)
Mares...

>>42289126
Anonymous Letter is my favourite for comfy but it's incomplete and has more of a focus on RGRE and magic rather than shenanigans

>>42288777
Lucky Seven confirms it.

>>42288777
fpbp

>>42289129
Nothing sad or depressing, other than that I like a good romance.
>>42289255
Not really a fan of rgre.

>>42289255
Yeah, I miss that one too. It was comfy but interesting
>>42289484
>Nothing sad or depressing, other than that I like a good romance.
All depends on who might interest you then, Pega Anon up top and Anon Kirin have been pretty nice so far

>>42288758 (OP)
i NEED the continuation of PegAnon that shits peak

>>42288777
Ayyy that's that good shit right there. I fucking love this artist.

>>42289592
Wonder if it would be possible to have Pegasuses have miniguns on them, might be too heavy for such a thing to happen but it seems funny to have changelings be chased by pegasuses with miniguns in the air.

>>42290210
I could try to make a doom looking game about that
Its probably not gonna go anywhere.
I have tried to make a game before but gave up probably because I was too lazy
What would even be the gameplay?
Just horizontal movement, blue background, and changelings flying away from rainbow dash and exploding once they get hit 3 times or something?

>>42289592
Why is Rainbow doing an air raid?

>>42289255
They look older in this pic. Too old for AB to be spying like that.

>>42288777
This dude is living the life.

>>42290408
Rainbow Dash spotted a mass horde of Changeling near the Equestrian Border, just had to wipe them out in 10 seconds flat to impress Anonstallion.

>>42290698
I'd imagine it's more of Applebloom trying to sabotage Diamond Tiara as revenge for being a bully.

>>42288758 (OP)
Anonstallion would work hard getting and collecting apples in Sweet Apple Acres for Applejack.

>>42291942
Unironically a good lot in life when you're in Equestria.

Give draw /r/equests

>>42292291
Anonstallion sitting in stunned silence as Pinkie Pie bounces all over the place doing Pinkie things.

>>42292291
Draw your favorite scene from whatever Anonstallion green you're following.

>>42292291
Unicorn Twilight teaching unicorn Anon magic.

>>42292291
Anon repeatedly trying and failing to pick things up and ponies giving him sad smiles thinking he's "special"

>>42292291
Anonstallion in absolute tired dad mode from having to take care of all the children he assuredly had with the mares in ponyville

>>42291942
no way, that's me!

>>42292291
Anonstallion getting drunk with Berryshine

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>>42292310
>>42292378
>>42292392
>>42292448
>>42292576
Damn, thats a lotta requests. Good luck, drawfriend.

>>42291942
>>42292180
Im surprised we haven't had a Anon x Applejack green yet.

>>42292874
>Anonjack
Too traditional/safe I suppose.

>>42292964
I guess many people have a hard time to imagine traditional constellations like these. It's basically a relic of a bygone time in most cases now.

>>42292874
Here's this, your comment made me remember it:
https://ponepaste.org/4088 (prologue)
https://ponepaste.org/4089

>>42292874
honestly if I wasn't doing Rainbow Dash, I'd be tempted to do Applejack, there's something appealing about writing a green about the struggles of a truly simple, quiet life
I'm not sure why I like the mares who are the most physically fit the most, maybe I have a type, I probably have a type

>>42292964
Wouldn't any of the mane 6 would be too safe?

>>42289255
What would Anonstallion discuss to Diamond Tiara about?

>>42293487
secretly being afraid of being a failure?

>>42293487
Looks like they're dating so of course it would be much about their daily lives as filler chatter leading up to romance.

>>42293487
Cash money, my dude.
They're talking deals.

>>42291942
That's adorable, two cute ponies in love.

>>42294252
Never underestimate the value of vanilla.

>>42294507
we live in a day and age where sexual degeneracy is not only encouraged, but it's practically MANDATED. vanilla has no place in today's society, not even in poorly-written smut on a horsefucker imageboard.

>>42293184
I completely forgot about this, thanks for sharing it.
>>42293220
Physically fit mares are top unf

>>42294563
Hard disagree. Degeneracy being mandated to the detriment of vanilla makes vanilla all the sweeter.

>>42294563
Vanilla ALWAYS has a place. >>42295167 is right.

>>42287911
You're very welcome! The responses and feedback I get from the updates I post make writing greentexts very rewarding. I know I should write for myself first and foremost, but I can't deny wanting to be told I did a good job.
I'm really grateful for all of you guys, keep rocking on.

The smell of something warm and toasty drifted through the air, nudging you from sleep before the sunlight even had a chance. Your eyes cracked open slowly, greeted by the soft golden glow spilling in through your bedroom window. For a few seconds, you let yourself stay nestled beneath the blanket, not quite ready to face what today was.

Your first day… at the forge.

You let out a sigh and stared up at the wooden ceiling, ears twitching at the faint clinks of pottery in the kitchen. The sounds of breakfast being made.

Rain Shine must already be up.

Dragging yourself from the bed took more effort than it should’ve. You ran a brush through your messy mane and washed your face, trying to ignore the pit in your stomach. You’d faced scary things before, severe memory loss, magical fire, even Emberforge’s shouting, but this felt different. This was going to be every day now.

And Emberforge… wasn’t exactly friendly.

When you finally padded into the kitchen, Rain Shine was already setting out two small plates. She looked up with a warm smile.

“Good morning, my little kirin. Slept well?”

You gave her a tired nod, easing yourself onto the floor pillow across from her. “Yeah. Sort of.”

She passed you a small plate of honeyed bread and a bowl of stewed fruit. “Eat up. You’ll need your strength.”

You nibbled quietly for a few moments, your thoughts swirling too fast to hold down. Rain Shine, of course, noticed.

“You’re quiet,” she said gently, pouring you some tea. “Is it the forge?”

You hesitated, ears folding back. “...Yeah.”

Rain Shine didn’t respond right away. Instead, she scooted closer and gently touched your hoof with hers. “It’s alright to feel nervous, Anon. Emberforge is… a difficult kirin, even on his best days. But you’re not alone in this.”

“I just…” You stared down at your tea. “I don’t want to mess up. Or make him hate me even more.”

Rain Shine chuckled softly. “If Emberforge didn’t grumble about something, I’d think he was ill.”

You smiled faintly, the tension in your chest easing just a little.

Just then, a knock tapped at the front door.

Rain Shine rose gracefully. “That’ll be Autumn.”

Sure enough, a few seconds later, Autumn Blaze peeked into the kitchen with a bright smile on her face. “Rise and shine, blacksmith-in-training!”

You blinked. “You’re walking me to the forge?”

“Of course!” she beamed, bouncing slightly. “I wanted to see if you survived your last night of freedom.”

Rain Shine hid a smirk behind her tea. “Don’t let him scare you too much, Anon.”

You stood, slipping the small lunch Rain Shine had packed for you onto your back. Your hooves felt a little heavier than usual, but… with Autumn here, and Rain Shine’s gentle smile behind you, you felt just a little more steady.

“All right,” you muttered. “Let’s get this over with.”

>>42295826
The walk through the village was quiet.

Well, it could’ve been quiet if Autumn Blaze wasn’t walking beside you.

“Just remember,” she said, trotting ahead and spinning around to walk backward, “if he yells at you, it’s not because he hates you. He yells at everything. Emberforge once yelled at a tree for growing too close to his chimney. I’m not even joking.”

You gave her a look.

“What? It was a fire hazard.”

Despite your nerves, a laugh snuck out of your mouth. Autumn grinned, clearly proud of herself.

You rounded a bend in the path, and there it was, Emberforge’s workshop.

It was nestled close to a small river at the edge of the village, built from dark stone and reinforced wood. The roof was covered in thick, clay tiles, and a tall chimney puffed out lazy coils of smoke. You could feel the warmth from the forge even before stepping inside.

The heavy wooden door let out a groan as Autumn pushed it open for you.

You didn’t know what to expect when you stepped into the forge, but it certainly wasn’t this.

From the outside, it had looked like a modest stone-and-timber workshop, with dark wooden walls and a tall chimney puffing lazy smoke into the sky. You’d imagined soot, clutter, and the scent of scorched metal hanging in the air.

Instead, you found a masterpiece of order.

Your hooves clicked softly against a spotless stone floor. The entire space was pristine. No dust, no disarray. Every tool hung with precision, rows of hammers sorted by size, polished tongs and chisels aligned like soldiers. A freshly oiled workbench caught the light, and even a potted plant sat on the windowsill, quietly thriving.

And then there was the wall.

You drifted toward it, eyes wide. Displayed like a museum exhibit was a mural of forged creations. swords and spears gleaming with folded steel, armor etched with intricate Kirin motifs. Sculptures of animals, spirals, and stars adorned the shelves. A bronze feather wind chime swayed gently, chiming with a delicate metallic hush.

“Whoa…” you breathed.

Autumn stepped up beside you with a knowing smile. “Right? Emberforge may be a jerk, but he’s crazy talented.”

But even that didn’t compare to the heart of the forge.

At the far end stood the hearth, crafted from black stone and built with perfect symmetry. Within it, flames danced not in reds or oranges, but in radiant Nirik colors. Deep blues, vivid purples, and veins of soft rose-pink that flickered like silk in the wind. It pulsed with quiet life. It wasn’t just heat, it was magic.

You stepped closer, caught in its glow.

“It’s beautiful…” you whispered.

>>42295830
A sharp snort broke the spell.

“At least the colt can recognize craftsmanship. That’s a start.”

You turned with a start to find him standing near the side doorway, Emberforge.

Tall, broad-shouldered, with a coat the color of burning coals and a mane like pale straw, Emberforge looked like a walking furnace. A thick leather apron hung over one side, His expression was as hard as the steel he worked with, and those sharp blue eyes scanned you like a tool he wasn’t sure belonged in his shop.

Autumn subtly edged behind you.

Emberforge’s gaze lingered on her for a second, then returned to you. “Don’t just stand there gawking. If you’re going to waste my time, do it on your hooves, not with your jaw hanging open.”

You stiffened. “Y-Yeah, okay.”

“Late.” He grumbled

Your ears flicked back. “What? But the sun just came up-”

“I didn’t say you were,” he said bluntly. “Just checking if you’d fluster easy.”

You stared at him. Seriously?

Autumn looked like she was trying not to laugh behind you.

Emberforge sighed and strode toward the main anvil. “Let’s make one thing clear. I didn’t ask for an apprentice. I don’t want an apprentice. But the elders think I need ‘perspective,’ and Rain Shine thinks you need ‘structure.’ So here we are.”

You lowered your gaze and your ears slightly.

He slung the apron over his chest and fastened the straps with practiced ease. “While you’re in my forge, you do what I say. Clean what I tell you to clean. Don’t touch what you’re not allowed to touch. You work. You sweat. You learn. Understood?”

“…Yes, sir.”

For a moment, you thought you saw the tiniest flicker of approval in his eyes.

“Good. First job, sweep the floor. Thoroughly.”

Autumn leaned in and whispered, “See? Not so bad.”

You gave her a look. She just winked and slipped out the door, leaving you alone with the walking volcano and the enchanted fire still pulsing behind you.

You grabbed a broom from the corner and began sweeping.

But every now and then, your eyes drifted back to that wall of forged creations.

And despite the nerves, the pressure, and the heat of Emberforge’s stare, a quiet thought settled into your chest.

What would it feel like… to make something that good?

Your apprenticeship had begun.

You stood stiffly beside the main anvil as Emberforge paced around the forge like a storm cloud waiting to break.

“Alright,” he grunted, nudging a small pile of dull, reddish metal ingots with a hoof. “We’re not starting with swords, spears, or anything flashy. You’re going to make nails.”

“…Nails?” you asked, blinking.

>>42295834
Emberforge stopped mid-step, slowly turning his head toward you with a look like you’d just asked if the sky was made of cheese.

“Yes. Nails. You think I trust a foal with a blade on day one? Nails teach control. Shape. Heat judgment. If you can’t make a nail that doesn’t snap in half, you’ll never make anything else worth using.”

You gulped and nodded. “Okay.”

He wordlessly lit the forge brighter, the blue and purple flames flaring to life with a hum that tickled your horn. Emberforge guided you through the steps at first. Tongs, heat, hammer, quench. The metal glowed a brilliant orange as you tried to hold it steady on the anvil, your magic wobbly as you raised the hammer in your magic.

Bang. Missed.

Bang. Crooked.

Bang. You hit the tongs.

“Stop, STOP!” Emberforge snapped, his voice cutting through the crackling fire like thunder. “You’re not shaping a flower petal, colt! This is metal! You shape it! You command it!”

You flinched, ears folding back as you tried again, your magic trembling as the hammer floated into place.

Bang.

The metal piece slipped off the anvil entirely and clattered to the floor.

Emberforge’s teeth clenched. “By the ancestors, it’s like watching a duck try to hold a chisel with its beak! You’re wasting metal! You’re wasting time! My time!”

The shame hit you hard. You stood frozen, staring at the glowing metal on the floor, chest tight.

Why did I even think I could do this?

He hates me. I’m useless here.

I’m just some dumb little stray, getting in the way again…

You felt the spark then. Deep in your chest.

A hot little flicker.

It wasn’t fire, but it was close. The kindling of a flame you’d felt once before.

Your heart beat faster. The hammer in your magical grip twitched. Your breath caught in your throat.

No.

You closed your eyes, breathing in deep.

In. Out.

Again.

In… Out…

You remembered Rain Shine’s voice, soft and firm “Breathe before you act on your anger.”

You loosened your grip on the hammer. The spark faded, still there, but quiet again.

You opened your eyes and slowly bent down to pick up the dropped nail blank.

“…Sorry,” you said softly. “I’ll try again.”

Emberforge was silent.

You expected another barked order, or some insult.

Instead, he just gave a grunt and turned away. “…Don’t waste the next one.”

You stared at the metal glowing in the firelight.

You wouldn’t.

>>42295836
The hammer felt heavier now.

Not because of weight, but pressure. The pressure to get it right. To prove something. To yourself… maybe to Emberforge. Maybe to everyone.

You focused on your breathing.

In. Out. In… out.

The heat from the forge wrapped around you like a thick blanket. Sweat clung to your fur. You adjusted the tongs, lifted the glowing metal, and placed it on the anvil with careful magic.

Your grip was steadier this time. No wobble. No sudden jolt of nerves. You raised the hammer.

Clang.

A decent hit.

Clang. Clang. Clang.

Bit by bit, the nail took shape. It wasn’t perfect. But it wasn’t bent in three directions, either. The head wasn’t lopsided. The point wasn’t twisted.

It looked… okay.

You lifted it off the anvil and turned to Emberforge, unsure what to expect. His face was unreadable as he trotted over, squinting at the still warm nail floating in your aura.

He didn’t say anything for a moment.

Then, with a grunt “Looks like something that could actually hold wood together.”

You blinked. “Wait… is that a good thing?”

He narrowed his eyes. “Did I say it was good?”

You opened your mouth to answer but paused. Was this… was this his way of saying you did okay?

Emberforge turned away, heading toward the tool wall, mumbling something under his breath. You weren’t sure, but you thought you heard.

“…Not bad.”

A tiny flicker of pride warmed your chest.

He didn’t say he liked you being here. Didn’t say you belonged.

But he didn’t yell.

For the first time since you’d stepped into the forge, the silence between you didn’t feel sharp. Just… quiet.

You set the finished nail down gently, lining it up beside the messier ones you’d made earlier. Emberforge didn’t look at you, but he didn’t send you away either.

You could work with this.

Maybe.

>>42295838
You weren’t sure how many nails you’d hammered out since the last time Emberforge shouted. A dozen, maybe more. Most of them still wobbled a bit, but they were starting to look like real nails, straight enough to use, heads mostly even, tips not completely dull.

Your shoulders ached. Your forehooves were sore from gripping the tongs. You were sweating through your coat despite the protective apron Emberfore had given you. The heat of the forge pressed in around you, the glow of the flames dancing across the walls.

You let out a quiet breath and stepped back from the anvil. The tension between you and Emberforge hadn’t gone away, but it had settled into something less volatile. Still uneasy, still sharp, but not explosive.

Then Emberforge looked you over and gave a snort. “You’re slowing down. Take a break. Somewhere away from me.”

You didn’t need to be told twice.

Grabbing the lunch Rain Shine had packed for you trotted out the back of the forge and found a shady patch beneath a wide, mossy tree. You dropped onto the soft grass with a tired groan, feeling the cool air kiss your sweat dampened fur.

You unwrapped your lunch and took a bite. It was refreshing and familiar, Rain Shine always knew exactly what would help settle your nerves. You let yourself breathe. Just for a moment.

“Hey, blacksmith colt!”

You turned your head just as Autumn Blaze trotted into view, a bright grin on her face and a little cloth wrapped bundle balanced on her back.

“Brought you something sweet,” she said with a wink. “For emotional support. And maybe because I wanted an excuse to come see you.”

She plopped down beside you and unwrapped the bundle, a honey-drenched fruit bun, sticky and still warm. You both took bites, chewing in content silence.

“So,” Autumn said between mouthfuls, “how’s the grumpiest Kirin in the village treating you?”

You snorted. “He yelled so loud earlier I think the entire village heard it. I was just trying to make one stupid nail.”

She nudged you with a hoof. “And did you make one?”

You hesitated. “Kinda.”

“That’s something!” she declared dramatically, tossing a hoof in the air like she was giving a speech. “Kirin history will forever remember you as, Anon the Slightly Adequate Nail Maker!”

You couldn’t help but laugh. A real, full laugh that made your sore muscles ache in a good way.

But then she reached over and tapped your leg gently. “You’re bleeding.”

You looked down. A small cut near your hoof was present. You winced. “Huh.. Guess I didn’t notice. Looks like I forged a little of myself.”

Autumn pulled something out of her saddlebag, one of the small cloths that was wrapped around the fruit bun. “Hold still, tough guy.”

She gently wrapped the injury, her touch careful but a little playful. “You know, you’re kinda like a nail yourself.”

>>42295839
You raised a brow. “How so?”

“Banged up, heated under pressure, still holding it together.” She smiled. “Pretty impressive, if you ask me.”

Your cheeks flushed slightly as you mumbled, “Thanks, but I'm not so sure about that.”

“Oh, come on, it’s adorable,” she said with a wink. “Suffering builds character.”

You narrowed your eyes at her, and she just grinned.

The sun filtered through the leaves above, the forge’s smoke barely visible in the distance behind you. For the first time all day, your body finally relaxed.

You looked at her and said, “It’s hard. But… I’m trying.”

She gave your shoulder a gentle nudge. “I know. And you’re doing great.”

You smiled. Not because you believed it completely, but because it helped to hear.

And because she meant it.

The two of you sat together in the shade for a little while longer, the scent of the sweet bun and the warm breeze rustling the trees overhead. And for a moment, the forge didn’t seem so terrible anymore.

The heat hit you as soon as you stepped back into the forge. The roar of the nirik flame was ever-present, its glow still dancing off the polished tools and dark stone walls. But the main workspace was strangely quiet.

You blinked.

Emberforge wasn’t at his usual station.

You glanced around, ears twitching. Maybe he’d stepped into another room, or maybe he was trying to give you space. You weren’t sure which was more surprising.

With no one barking at you to "hurry up and hammer something," you let yourself wander. Just a little.

You stepped carefully around the anvils and workbenches, glancing again at the wall with all the finished metalwork. There was something so different about seeing it now. Before, it had seemed like some distant collection of trophies, but now, after actually trying your hoof at the forge, each curve and notch of those weapons, armor pieces, and delicate tools told a story. A story made from sweat, heat, and effort.

Your eyes lingered on a particularly fine set of knifes. You wondered, not for the first time, if you’d ever get good enough to make something like that. And for once… the idea didn’t seem impossible.

You smiled faintly, then your eyes caught something you hadn’t noticed before. On a nearby worktable, slightly tucked behind a half-finished helmet, sat a small, framed photograph.

You trotted over, curiosity tugging you like a magnet.

>>42295843
The photo was old, the edges a little curled. In it stood a much younger Emberforge, undeniably him, scowl and all, with another kirin stallion beside him. The older stallion was taller, broader, with the same sharp cheekbones and those same piercing blue eyes. But there was no joy in the image. No smiles. Just two kirin standing side by side, stiff and grim, like they’d only taken the picture because someone made them.

You frowned. Is that his father?

Before you could lean in further, the photo was suddenly wrapped in a shimmer of pale blue magic. You jumped as it was yanked from your hooves and floated swiftly away.

Your heart skipped.

You turned, and froze.

Emberforge was standing just behind you, his expression unreadable. No yelling. No snarl.

He stepped closer, eyes cold and voice low. “Stay out of other kirins’ business.”

The tone wasn’t angry. But it wasn’t friendly either.

Just… firm. Steel wrapped in ice.

You nodded quickly, ears folded back. “Y-Yes, sir.”

The photo floated away, vanishing into a drawer with a click of magic.

There was a long moment of silence.

Then Emberforge tilted his head toward your anvil. “You’ve still got metal to shape, don’t you?”

You didn’t argue.

You moved back to your workstation and grabbed the next metal blank.

As your hooves settled into the familiar rhythm of hammering, your mind kept drifting back to that photo. That stiff, unhappy pair.

There was something behind Emberforge’s sharp edges. Something old. Something heavy.

A crack in the wall.

Just enough to make you curious.

Just enough to make you want to know more.

Hours have passed.

The sun hung low in the sky by the time Emberforge finally barked the words you had been waiting to hear.

“That’s enough for today.”

You exhaled sharply and dropped the hammer with a soft clatter onto the workbench. Your hooves ached, Your shoulders throbbed, and you were sure Your mane smelled like soot and singed pride. But you had done it. A whole day. Dozens of nails, maybe not good ones, but they looked like nails, at least.

Emberforge pointed a hoof toward the cluttered work area. “Clean up. Everything back exactly where you found it.”

>>42295844
“Yes, sir,” You muttered, dragging a broom toward the pile of metal shavings at his station.

As you swept, Emberforge strode over to the small table where you had left your finished nails.

Emberforge picked up a few with his magic, turning them over in the air, inspecting them like they were foreign objects he’d just pulled out of a swamp.

You couldn’t help but peek over your shoulder, your breath caught halfway in your throat.

The silence stretched.

Then Emberforge grunted. “They’re not good. But… they’re passable.”

It wasn’t praise, but it was the closest thing to it you figured you'd get today. You smiled faintly and went back to sweeping with renewed energy.

Emberforge levitated the nails into a saddlebag and slung it over his back. He turned to you, scowling as always. “I’m taking these to the carpenters. I expect this forge to be cleaner than when I left it. And you better be gone by the time I’m back.”

And with that, he left, heavy hoofsteps echoing behind him like rolling thunder.

You got to work, carefully putting every tool, scrap, and set of tongs exactly where it belonged. You even wiped the soot off the anvil and polished the edge of the workbench just a little. The forge may have been Emberforge’s domain, but you figured you might be able to earn a little respect, someday, maybe.

By the time you stepped out into the cool evening air, you were deathly tired, covered in soot, and sore in places you didn’t even know could get sore.

But despite it all… you didn’t feel like a failure.

The walk home was quiet and peaceful, a slow contrast to the banging and heat of the forge. When you finally reached Rain Shine’s home, you pushed open the door, your limbs dragging and mane wild with sweat and smoke.

you stepped inside and called out, voice barely above a mumble.

“I’m home…”

The door creaked shut behind you with a soft click. You barely made it a few steps inside before the scent of fresh herbs and warm firelight washed over you, a sharp contrast to the smoke and sweat clinging to your fur.

“Anon?” Rain Shine’s voice came from the living room, gentle as always.

You didn’t answer right away. You just stood there, sagging in place like your legs might give out. A few seconds passed before Rain Shine stepped into view, her expression shifted immediately when she saw you.

“Oh, my stars…” she murmured.

>>42295845
Her horn lit with a soft glow, and a thick, folded towel floated into the air beside her. “Come here, little one,” she said, not unkindly. “Let’s get you cleaned up.”

You didn’t resist. She walked you over to a low bench and began wiping the soot from your face and neck, her touch careful and slow. The towel was warm, blissfully warm, and her presence even warmer. You let out a long sigh.

“It was rough,” you mumbled, eyes half-lidded. “But… not impossible.”

Rain Shine smiled, brushing back your mane. “That’s good to hear. You made it through your first day. And more importantly…” She paused, tapping her hoof to your chest, just over your heart. “You stayed calm?”

You swallowed and gave a little nod. “I… almost didn’t. He yelled so loud, I thought my ears would start to bleed. I messed everything up at first, but… I kept breathing. Like you taught me.”

Rain Shine leaned down and gave your forehead a soft nuzzle. “I’m proud of you.”

That made you smile, tired and crooked, but real.

Dinner was simple, steamed greens, slices of root vegetable, and little toasted rice cakes. Your appetite returned once you started eating, the tension of the forge fading bit by bit with every bite. Rain Shine sat across from you, quietly enjoying her own meal, until your curiosity bubbled back up.

“Hey… Rain Shine?”

She looked up with a hum.

“Why is Emberforge like that?” you asked, poking your rice cake with a hoof. “I mean, I saw this photo at the forge, he was little, with another kirin that looked just like him. He didn’t look happy. Is that his dad?”

Rain Shine’s expression softened, not just softened. It fell, just a little. Her eyes grew distant, and her smile turned sad.

“Emberforge has… lived a very hard life, Anon,” she said quietly. “He doesn’t share much about it, and I won’t betray that trust. But… the pain he carries has shaped him into someone who struggles to show kindness. Or trust.”

You nodded, slowly. “I figured you wouldn’t tell me everything. That’s okay.”

“I just ask you to be patient with him,” Rain Shine added, “as patient as you were today. That matters more than you know.”

You finished your meal quietly after that, letting her words settle in. When the dishes were cleared and rinsed, you helped clean up, carefully stacking the bowls and wiping the table with a damp cloth. The rhythm of the task soothed you.

When everything was in order, you turned to Rain Shine.

“I think… I’m gonna go take a bath and go to bed early.”

She smiled softly and walked over, giving you another nuzzle as her magic gently brushed a soot-smudge from your cheek. “You’ve earned it.”

You took a quick bath, thankfully, you could get in and out on your own now, thanks to the little step ladders Rain Shine had ordered from the carpenter.

>>42295849
With a yawn, you climbed the stairs to your room, the gentle creak of the floorboards beneath your hooves familiar and calming. You crawled into your bed, tucked under the soft blankets Rain Shine had cleaned for you just a few nights ago. As your eyes grew heavy, you thought about Emberforge. About the fire in the forge. The photo. The yelling. The nails.

The moon was starting to rise over the Peaks of Peril, casting silvery light across the quiet Kirin village. Crickets chirped softly beyond your window, and the breeze carried the scent of pine and cool earth.

Tucked beneath your blanket, body aching and fur still faintly smelling of forge smoke, you stared at the wooden ceiling of your little room. Today had been… a lot. Hard, loud, frustrating. Emberforge was still a storm of grumbles and scowls, and the work had been heavier than anything you’d ever done.

But you made it.

You didn’t quit. You didn’t flare up. You remembered to breathe.

Rain Shine’s words echoed gently in your mind.

“You stayed calm.”

A small smile tugged at the corners of your mouth. You thought about Autumn’s teasing. Her bandage on your leg. Her visit when you needed it most. You thought about the weird, glowing beauty of the forge fire

Your eyes grew heavier.

Tomorrow would come soon. And with it, another day of heat, iron, and Emberforge.

But for now… you let out one last, steady breath, and let sleep take you.

>>42295254
>The responses and feedback I get from the updates I post make writing greentexts very rewarding. I know I should write for myself first and foremost, but I can't deny wanting to be told I did a good job.
Yeah, exactly this. All the kind (You)s keep me going.

>>42295851
It's funny how you always update when I don't have the time to read. Will catch up in the evening.

>>42295851
Lovely writing as usual Anon, Keep up the good work

>>42292611
The higher the challenge, the greater the glory.

>>42295851
>“You stayed calm.”
Yay, progress!

>>42295851
pretty gud green

>>42297160
But there's no greentext in it...

>>42297294
honorary green even with no >arrows

>>42293184
>unfinished paste
makes my heart break, was getting invested to it

>>42297620
>unfinished
The dreaded word. Nothing is worse than this when it comes to stories.

>>42297294

>>42295851
thanks for the update, anon

>>42297294
Anon is default green. So there's green in the text.

>>42298669
Anon has the default green colour? The more you know.

>>42299020
That's at least how he's depicted. Obviously, it's just a stand-in for a placeholder template in which everyone can fill in the blanks on an individual level.

>>42299118
I prefer more of Anon being an actual character than a blank placeholder of sorts but I suppose everyone has different tastes.

>>42288758 (OP)
I love a good strawberry.

>>42299856
>rainbow dash
>strawberry sunrise
>anons prefer cunts
why man WHYYYYYYYY

>>42299962
Anon got that "I can fix her" mindset, clearly working as can be seen.

>>42288758 (OP)
Is Inkslinger alright? Miss seeing the Derpy story almost daily he was making.

>>42299962
strawberry isn't even a cunt in the show

>>42299856
why did this artist stop drawing pony

>>42288777
It is canon that pegasi are the hottest, most attractive ponies

>>42300885
He did? Man, that sucks.

>>42300885
>from pony to anime style
anyone else do the opposite? I used to draw anime stuff a lot now i draw pony instead

Gimme two mares and a location in Equestria.

>>42301417
Any restrictions on thw mares or can I just grab stuff out of the proverbial hat at random?

>>42301497
The only stipulation is that they must be mares. The location can be anywhere, as long as it was shown/mentioned in the show.

>>42301552
carrot top and derpy in gelding grotto

>>42301417
>>42301552
Trixie and starlight glimmer in the badlands

>>42301417
posey and aryanne at zecora's hut

>>42301552
Tree Hugger and Autumn Blaze in Manehattan

>>42301417
Twilight and Rarity at the spa.

>>42301575

>*CRCK*
>"Foila!" Aryanne exclaims as she steps over the now split door of Zecora's hut.
"Great, now the zigger can sue us for property damage AND trespassing!" Posey gripes as she follows
>Aryanne lets out a giggle as she takes in the hut's interior
>"Ha! Ein zegro zat can sue. You are ein comedy, Frau Bloom."
>Posey eyes Aryanne suspiciously as the foreigner peruses a table covered in herbs and a few open books
>Wasn't a zigger supposed to live here?
"Remind me why we're here again?"
>"Und how vould I remind you of somezing I never said?" Aryanne replies automatically, not bothering to look away from one of the books
>Clever girl
>Posey shoves her tongue into her cheek in annoyance and looked around
>Dried herbs, zebrican masks, and odd little knickknacks
>This must be what passes for interior decorating as a zigger, Posey thought
>"Frau Bloom."
>Posey turns back towards Aryanne
>"Vhat is zee 'ow'?"
>Posey stepped over and scrutinized the words Aryanne's hoof pointed at
>Seemed like some sort of diary or day planner
>Under today's date was a single entry
>3:45 - AO ?
>AO...
"Mm, must be Appleoosa."
>"Ein pony?"
>Posey shook her head
"It's a town. West from here. Er, from Ponyville, I mean."
>"Close?"
>Posey shook her head again
"Almost half a day by train, I think."
>"Ah, vell. Vee have it zhen." Aryanne shut the journal
"Have what?"
>Aryanne grinned knowingly
>"Ein lead."
"...Lead?"
>"Ya, zat one."

>>42301566

"Are we-"
>"Shush!"
"O-oh, sorry." Derpy whispers
>Derpy looks at the space between her hooves as Carrot Top whips her head about
>The two mares sat in a clearing, the only spot they could beach their rowboat
>All around they were circled by a wall of jungle
>"Here's the plan, Ditzy."
"My name's-"
>"We make it through the jungle, we find Anon, grab him, and get the buck out of here. Got it?"
>Derpy nods
>"Good. Now, hurry up and get up there."
>Derpy furrowed her brow
"Get up where?"
>Carrot Top groaned
>"In the sky, birdbrain! You're gonna scout ahead to make sure I don't run into any cannibals or some horseapples like that."
>Derpy's snout scrunched angrily, but she ultimately spread her wings and started her ascent
>The sooner they got Anon, the sooner she didn't have to deal with Carrot Top anymore

>>42301574

"Trixie, I swear to Celestia, stop asking! You will KNOW when we are there!"
>"...Are we there ye-"
"GAAAH!" Starlight cried out, kicking up a cloud of red dust around her as she collapsed in defeat
>Starlight whined and buried her face in the rough sand
>Why her?
>What did she do to deserve this fate?
>...Other than that stuff.
>Or that other stuff...
>Maybe she did deserve to be here
>Starlight groans at the feeling of a hoof shaking her wither
>"Starlight, Trixie sees something!"
"Trixie, no more 'I Spy'. Let me die in peace."
>Trixie huffs
>"Trixie is not playing games! Look!"
>Starlight languidly lifts her head
>She squints her eyes in the direction of Trixie's pointing hoof
>The noonday sun shining in her eyes, and the heat rising off the burning sand made it impossible to see a thing besides a dark blob half-hidden behind a dune
"It's a stupid rock."
>"It's not just a stupid rock! Watch."
>Starlight rolled her eyes but complied
>Three minutes that felt more like half an hour passed as they watched the blur
>Starlight couldn't say for sure, but it seemed like...
"...It's getting bigger?"
>Trixie scoffed
>"It's obviously getting closer. And here Trixie thought you were supposed to be some kind of smartyhooves."
>Starlight ignored Trixie's comment and got back to her hooves
>Standing up now, Starlight could see the bottom half of the shape shifting subtly
>"Changeling?" Trixie asked, a lilt of panic entering her voice
>Very well could be
"Doubt it."
>The two of them stood there silently, just watching
>Their paralysis was broken when Trixie started her way towards the thing
>Starlight opened her mouth to protest, but stopped herself
>After a moment of thought, Starlight shrugged and followed suit

>>42301946
Ooh, interesting. Is this going to be sort of a story where these six ponies are going to eventually meet up to find Anon? (Or are they already looking for him?)

>>42300865
yellow hooves typed this post

>>42301946
I'm interested

>>42301946
This could go places. Or become crazy. Equal odds, I think.

>>42302109
He's right though. She only doesn't like apples. That's it.

>>42302109
Wasn't the strawberry being friendly until Applejack started going all cocky on her? I'm sure that Strawberry has a good side that Anonstallion found.

>>42299856
Happy family, good stuff

>>42295851
KINO!

>>42299856
The filly foal looks like a zombie

>>42303886
Thankfully the foal isn't a zombie.

>>42299962
Is there a problem with that, Anon?

>>42299856
I can't believe Strawberry NTR'd Applejack like that.

>>42299962
Fluttershy is tight there, anon...

>>42304477
NTR'd?

>>42304694
Cucked

>>42301854
>>42301938
>>42301946
Alright, now vote which I should continue

>>42302078
Not quite, I was originally going to write three separate greens simultaneously but then I realized that was fucking stupid

>>42304959
Derby and Carrot. Anon needs to be saved from the Ball Spaghettifier 9000

>>42304959
Trixie and Starlight looks good to continue.

>>42304959
None.

>>42304959
I'm partial to the Aryanne/Posey one.

>>42304959
Starlight and Trixie is my choice

>>42304991
Ahh alright then yeah that'd would be a bit too much work in trying to do 3 greens at once.

>>42304482
>tight there
Not sure if that was intentional or a Freudian slip.

Man, the summer tourism is making the board move a lot faster.

>>42306030
Yeah, it's pure cancer.

>>42304959
The one with Starlight and Trixie please

>>42304482
>fluttershy is tight
unf

>>42306404
Oy, bad touch!

>>42303886
Why though? She looks fine to me.

>>42289129
me want grimdark edgelord

>>42292291
Any updates?

>>42265888
>Your mouth hangs open at the scene unfolding within the portal.
>It starts off as a beautiful sunny day in Canterlot.
>Thousands of ponies gather in the central courtyard, excitedly talking amongst themselves about some kind of "royal announcement".
>Suddenly a purple alicorn dressed in her royal best walks out onto the royal balcony, accompanied by a tall purple dragon.
>Is...Is that Twilight? Wow, she's almost as tall as Celestia!
>The crowd erupts into a frenzy with loud cheers and thundering applause.
>"Greetings, my faithful subjects!" The princess smiles.
>Her audience responds with even louder shouts of joy.
>"We are gathered here today for a very special occasion."
>The crowd quickly falls silent.
>"The Diamond Dog kingdom has officially signed our Equestrian Alliance treaty!"
>She pumps her hoof into the air, sending the crowd into an enthusiastic frenzy.
>"Yes, this miraculous diplomatic feat was made possible thanks to the efforts of my royal assistant Spike..."
>Twilight gestures towards her dragon companion, who humbly waves to the crowd.
>"...And my dear husband, Prince Anon!"
>On cue, you emerge from the shadows and stand next to Twilight.
>You hug her close and smile at the thousands of ponies celebrating the news.
>"With this new alliance secured, Equestria is one step closer to a future that will make our foals and grandfoals proud!" She proudly declares.
>No less than ten foals eagerly scramble out from the shadows to join you and Twilight on the balcony.
>Their cries of delight are nothing short of adorable.
>Some of them look like you, some of them look like Twilight, and some of them look like the result of putting you and Twilight in a blender.
>Twilight affectionately nuzzles them and then turns to you with a sparkle in her eyes.
>You grin and lean in to return her affections.
>"We may need to sire a few more heirs to fully populate our castle, my prince." She whispers.
>Twilight bats her eyelashes at you and utters a seductive whinny.
>Both you and your alternate counterpart begin turning beet red.

>>42307692
>"Do you see now, Anon?"
>Twilight startles you with a surprise nuzzle.
>"We were meant for one another."
>You try to back away but end up tripping over your own hooves and falling to the floor.
>"We can do great things for one another-"
>The mare teleports on top of you before you can even react.
>"-and for our great nation of Equestria..."
>She leans in until her lips are mere inches away from yours.
>Those purple sparkly eyes of hers have you completely entranced.
>Oh no, this is getting bad.
>You have to do everthing in your power to resist Twilight's regal/dorky charms, for Derpy's sake.
>Her alicorn body is surprisingly heavy, easily keeping you pinned to the floor despite your copious amounts of struggling.
>Either that or she's using magic to keep you from moving.
"Derpy, please forgive me." You choke out.
>*CRRREEEEAAAAAAK*
>"Haiiiiii Anoooooon~!"
>The sounds of a familiar voice quickly fill your living room.
>"Is everything okaaaaaay~? I didn't see you at the rest-"
>Her cheerful voice cuts off right as the door fully opens.
>You and Twilight turn to face the visiting pony in stunned silence.
>There stands your marefriend Derpy, her eyes wide with shock.
>"A-Anon?! P-Princess Twilight?!" She cries out in surprise. "What the muffins is going on?!"
>She stumbles forward and stares at the two of you in disbelief.
>Twilight smiles nervously and quickly scrambles off of you.
>"Greetings, Derpy!" She tries to mask her embarassment with a bubbly tone. "W-What brings you to Anon's house at this hour? Heh heh-"
>Derpy looks between you and Twilight for a few moments before ultimately focusing on you.
>Tears clouding her beautiful derped eyes.
>"Anon...w-were you trying to *sniffle* give love to Twilight?"
>You frantically shake your head and try to respond, but she breaks down crying and crumples to the floor.

>>42307697
Aww man bad timing again just when it was getting to the juicy parts we have got to see those lewdness scenes at some point better cut to the chase and Be honest with her and tell Derpy what happened and see where they go from here.

>>42307697
there's only one option, punch Twilight in the muzzle, push her out of the house while she's surpised, lock the door and explain to Derpy that she's a crazy jealous bitch

>>42307697
Anon can probably come up with something more level headed, but if it were me I'd be telling Derpy to go get the police for help, or at least the other Elements

>>42307697
Twiggles is going crazy now and Anon has to tell Derpy what happened and try to escape from the grasp of Twiggles since the path of love has chosen Derpy for Anon and it cannot be changed without any time shenanigans.

>>42307697
Oh rats, I can't think of any way how this could have gotten worse.

>>42307697
>Her alicorn body is surprisingly heavy
The revenge of the hayburger.

Up.

>>42308603
Up for some good hayburgers, ponies love that stuff!

>>42308916
Yeah. I bet the anon in the story will bribe Twiggles with hayburgers to leave him alone.

>>42308954
It's going to take more than that to break her obsession with Anon.

>>42308971
XXL Princess sized portions?

>>42283657
>>42279835
>>42278767
>>42277735

“I should take a shower first and wait for Tempest before going anywhere.”
>The cat stared at you for a second.
>”Okay.”
>You stared at the cat for a second, then rolled your eyes.
“Right, then. Upstairs it is. Unless you want to stay down here. Which is fine by me.”
>Wheeling around, you headed for the stairs.
>”I’ve been alone long enough. For a while.”
>Violet’s little paws made soft thumps on the floor as it dashed past you.
>It stopped at the base of the stairs to glance back at you before hopping up one step at a time.
>You found it odd how agreeable it was.
>Not at all catty.

>You banged a hoof on the bathroom door.
“Hey, you going to be there for long? The cat’s had its dinner and now I stink of cat food.”
>A thump and a chuckle came from the other side.
>”Hah! Come on in. I’m just about done.”
>That… wasn’t exactly expected.
>You gave the door a shove.
>It swung open to reveal Tempest had drawn the shower curtain to cover herself.
>And that she’d chucked her underarmor suit on the floor.

>”Toss me a towel, won’t you?”
“Uh, sure.”
>Peeking in the cabinet under the sink revealed a couple of large rolled-up towels.
>You took two of them and floated the other towards Tempest.
>The whoosh of the shower fell quiet as she twisted on a knob.
>She then stuck a hoof out and pulled back the shower curtain.
>”Thanks.”
>Snagging the towel from your aura, she unfurled it and buried her face in it.
>She looked weird with her mane down.
>”It’s all yours.”
>Her voice was muffled by the towel as she waddled towards you.
>You took advantage of her moment of blindness to stare at her lithe body.
>She had a thin layer of fat on her, but the muscle definition was very visible now that she wore nothing to hide it – and her wet coat accentuated it further.
>Your gaze slid down her back, admiring the muscle structure on it, all the way to her flanks and finally thighs.
>She was-

>>42309098

>Smack!
>Tempest’s hoof whacked you on the rear, just hard enough to sting.
>”Eyes up, boy.”
>A sudden heat flushed to your cheeks as you turned to see she’d long since finished drying her face.
>Her nostrils narrowed as she sniffed at you.
>”You came here to do something that isn’t me. And I’m not into tuna even if you didn’t.”
>She strode behind you and gave you a push towards the shower.
“Um, sorry.”
>You scurried to the shower and pulled the curtain.
>”Ha! Don’t apologize for being a stallion. I prefer honesty over endless compliments.”
>It took you a second to figure out which bit to twist to get the shower going.
>”For some reason, I attract playboys. I go for a drink, and bam. There’s some slick smooth-spoken stallion complimenting me and trying to turn me on.”
>Standing beside the stream of water first, you stuck a hoof in.
>It was warm, not hot.
>Close enough for you.
>You plunged under the stream.
>”I… convinced a few to talk straight. They did it because they considered me a challenge to conquer.”
>She snorted.
>”I can’t claim to understand why, but apparently sweet talking works well on many mares.”
>You heard the tap run and a weird squelching sound.
>Sticking your head from behind the curtain, you saw her rinsing and squeezing her underarmor suit.
“It’s not just mares. Everypony likes compliments. But yeah, too much is too much.”
>Pulling back, you lit up your horn and floated a bar of soap to yourself.
>You decided against washing your mane since it was so much trouble and shouldn’t be done too often anyways.

>You were about as twice as heavy as usual when you hobbled out of the shower, dripping everywhere.
>And that was after you’d squeezed the worst of it out of your floof.
>You felt like you were forgetting something as you snagged a towel and floated it to yourself.
>Tempest had found a coathanger from somewhere and had it and her suit on it hanging off the doorknob.
>You dropped the towel over your head and started drying yourself in the darkness.

>Loud purring was the first thing you heard as you left the bathroom.
>”You like it there?”
>It was Tempest’s voice, but all soft and babbly.
>”Yes, you do. Yeees you do.”
>She was on the bed, lying on her side, with Violet between her legs and its head on her belly.
>Violet purred as she stroked its back and side.
>And scritched behind an ear.
“I see you’re getting along.”
>Both of them turned to look at you.
>”She’s surprisingly nice.”
>They both said the same thing at the same time.
>Tempest patted the spot next to her.
>”Come on. It’s getting late.”

What would you like to do?

>>42309103
>Smacking his flanks for checking her out
>Inviting him to climb into the bed right thereafter
Yeah, she likes to play. Normally I'd say hop in and see where it goes (aka most likely into Tempest), but wasn't there something the cat wanted to show you? I wouldn't discard this just like that. It could be important.

>>42309103
Oh, right, I haven't posted the bin link for a while. Here you go!
https://ponepaste.org/8634

>>42309103
Well we couldn't take a shower together with her but at least we manage to see her naked it's a start and she confess to Anon more about what she wants in a stallion it's for him to be honest. Okay then let oblige with the mare's offer and lay on our side right next to her.

>>42309103
Fuck off slop merchant

>42309210
Spotted the nigger.

@42309248
Go back to your shitty Discord.

>>42309103
Odd? Who knew that Tempest could be a cat person and look at that she forms a connection with the talking cat Violet so quickly wonder if the Kirin will be just as fast?! Only one way to find out go be with the unicorn.

>>42293220
>I'm not sure why I like the mares who are the most physically fit the most
I guess that's what the most appealing to your inner programming.

>>42309103
The next logical step we should take is go check out the pony thing violet mentioned outside, however the cat seems to be enjoying the attention tempest is giving it and the mare just found a relaxing comfortable position for her body to ease up from all her cramps and stiffness perhaps its in the best interest to not ruin this cozy calming moment we can take a look at it tomorrow not like the object in question is going anywhere for now stay in the bedroom besides our pony comrade.

>>42307697
Hopefully Derpy can save Anon with the power of love, haha.

>>42306404

>>42310158
I mean, her rump can wreck buildings. If anyone can save Anon from the heavy Twiggles, it's Derpy.

>>42310350
Ah true, but only temporary as they cant get that far after knocking Twilight out before she comes back again in full force.

>>42309098
>Not at all catty.
A cat is fine too.

>You banged
The cat?
>a hoof
Good for you.

>>42309103
>”Eyes up, boy.”
Wtf?

>”You came here to do something that isn’t me.
REE

>What would you like to do?
Follow the cat.

>>42309103
An open invitation to sleep with tempest shadow oh heck yeah sign me up baby we can't refuse a sexy body like hers plus she isn't wearing her armor or suit on meaning we'll have a chance to finally bust a move and get lucky with her tonight as soon as the cat is asleep start by rubbing the mare's back up and down until he reaches to one of her flanks and gives it a squeeze while admit to tempest that all the times anon was seen staring at her is because he's stunned and baffled with how strong she is makes him wish he can be strong as her so he can have the strength to protect the things that matters like the new friends he made in this broken dream reality. Furthermore, tell her how much he admires her dedication but her beauty is distracting which is incentively persuading him to want to kiss and make love to her.

Holding the glorious Princess Celestia!

>>42311487
>no Anonstallion x Celestia fics
I am sad.

>>42311508
Why would Celestia get with a random pony? With AiE, at least it makes sense why Anon would stand out.

>>42311546
I mean it really depends, is Anonstallion a Alicorn? Then it is likely unless you prefer Luna.

>>42311546
Because a princess might want to have a companion too, maybe? Deep down they're ponies like everyone else.

>>42311546
>>42311834
>Anon reincarnates as an alicorn
>Hilarity ensues

>>42311834
Anon wouldn't have to be an alicorn.

>>42309103
Sit at the spot she patted then take a sniff at the mare's new scent say she smells nice and go for the chance opportunity to cuddle and nuzzle Tempest's face and body.

>>42312225
>Oh my god
Why is Celly addressing herself?

>>42312596
It sounds better than her literally saying "Oh my ME!"

>>42312596
Faust is her god, either her or Bonnie Zacherle

>>42312596
She's addressing to Anon that all of that cake belongs to her and her only.

>>42312733
That gives 'Oh my goodness' a whole new meaning.

>>42312125
Would Anon try to hide the fact that he is a alicorn by trying to hide either the pegasus wings or unicorn horn? Probably will have ponies look at him strangely if he wears a tophat (tall one if the horn is long) to conceal the horn as he tries to blend in with pony civilisation.

>>42309117
>>42309103
>jeetslop
Won't even bother reading

>>42313460
Go be a nignog somewhere else.

>>42313460
You're right not to. It's really bad.

>>42308971
How. Much. Hayburgers?!

>>42313779
>n-no you're the nigger not me!!!!

Everypony, calm down. Let's just talk about uhh... Anonstallion and his love for mares like that one earth pony with the humongous teats!

>>42313951
>W-What?
>No more hayburgers, Anon?
>How could you do this to me, after all we've been through?!

>>42314086
Milk-soaked hooves typed this

>>42314195
>Milk-soaked
What's the implication?

>>42307697
>If this shitshow doesn't get resolved here and now, you'll risk losing Derpy forever.
>Think idiot, THINK!
"Derpy, please listen."
>You jump to your hooves and slowly approach the distraught mare.
"It's not what it looked like."
>Twilight mumbles something under her breath, but you can't quite hear it.
>Nevermind that now, there will be time to deal with that horny homewrecker later.
>You wrap your forelegs around Derpy and hold her close.
"I know this is going to sound corny, but-"
>Her shaking hooves immediately wrap themselves around you.
"-I would never, EVER cheat on you."
>The frazzled pegasus looks up at you and whinnies in a shaky voice.
>Oh dear Celestia there's so much pain in her eyes.
>You gently wipe away Derpy's tears and lean in for a kiss.
"I love you, Derpy."
>She hesitates at first, but ultimately succumbs to your affections.
>*One long sloppy make out session later...*
>Derpy finally calms down, but something tells you she's still troubled.
>"B-But Anon, if you weren't loving Twilight...."
>She wipes her snout and takes a deep breath.
>"Then why was she on top of you?"
>Her good eye stares right into yours.
>How in the tartarus are you supposed to explain this?!
"You see, what happened was: SOMEPONY got a little to excited about her magical mumbo-jumbo!"
>You grunt and turn to glare at Twilight, who is too busy being engrossed in her magic portal to notice.
>"Huh?" Derpy blinks.
"I think it would be easier to show than tell."
>You sigh and motion towards the shimmering portal that's floating in front of Twilight.
>Dayum, Twilight is panting like a dog on a summer street.
>You can only imagine what's happening in the portal now.

>>42314145
I eat Celestia, it’s what I do.

>>42314652
She eats Celestia?

>>42314697
>newfag doesn’t know redpilotsun
ngmi

>>42314644
Ooh my, Twiggles is getting to quite a saucy part in the portal..

>>42314644
>"It's not what it looked like."
Usually a terrible thing to say as no it's the cliche of fucking up, but Derpy is one of the few mares who would be willing to entertain the thought.

>>42314786
And in this case that phrase happened to be true.

>>42314644
"Ahem, earth to Twilight!" You cup your mouth. "Come in, Twilight! We're losing you!"
>"Huh?! Wha-?"
>She quickly turns to face you and Derpy with another awkward smile.
>"Oh hey guys, what's...ummm...up?"
>You snort at her awkward attempt at humor.
"Mind explaining why you tried to mate with me just now?"
>Derpy clings to you and impatiently mewls.
>Twilight sighs and takes a moment to gather her thoughts.
>"I know you and Anon have been and ITEM since Hearts and Hooves."
"...And?" You raise an eyebrow.
>"And I was just saying it's not too late to consider your options!"
>Her nervous giggle has your blood boiling.
>"You're a nice mare and all, Derpy, but-"
>"But what?" Derpy scrunches her snout.
>"-But the truth is that logically speaking, I would be better suited for Anon."
>Derpy's eyes widen with shock.
>"Everypony knows you're a humble, albeit clumsy, pony who always tries her best."
>Oh dear Celestia, is Twilight TRYING to make Derpy cry?
>"But doesn't Anon deserve more than a common villager?"
>Your hooves begin shaking with rage at the alicorn's dismissive attitude towards Derpy.
>"If you would please consider this alternate timeline, I'm sure we'll all agree that Anon can do the most good for Equestria by marrying me."
>She points towards the glowing portal, which is now showing you and Twilight making out after a successful diplomatic meeting of some kind.
>Damn, this alicorn is thirsty.
>"And royal status isn't the only thing I have to offer!"
>Twilight places a hoof on her chest and proudly smiles as she continues.
>"I've also procured great group of friends that save Equestria on a regular basis, my superior trivia knowledge is unmatched, and-"
>"You mean you're trying to *sniff* take Anon away from me?" Derpy asks in a small voice.
>"Oh no, of course not!" Twilight quickly backpedals. "At the end of the day this is Anon's decision, I'm just trying to help him make the correct one."
>This conversation is quickly spiraling into lunacy, and neither you nor Derpy need this nonsense in your lives.
"Don't worry babe."
>You hug Derpy close and gently nuzzle her.
"No silly alicorn shenanigans are going to take me away from you."
>Derpy mewls and snuggles into you for comfort, which you have no problem providing for her.
>"A-Are you sure you won't reconsider?" Twilight begs with big puppy dog eyes. "It's not just about us, it's also about creating a brighter future for all of ponykind."
>She steps closer and slowly places a hoof on your face.
>"Please don't be foolish, my dear Anon."

>>42315079
>This is too much.
>THIS IS JUST.
>TOO.
>BUCKING.
>MUCH.
"ENOOOOOOOOOOOOOOUGH!"
>You stomp your hoof and shout with enough ferocity to rattle the upper rafters.
"I'VE MADE MY DECISION TWILIGHT, AND DERPY IS MY MAREFRIEND!"
>Twilight stumbles backwards as your booming voice echoes throughout the mill.
>You feel Derpy shaking against you, no doubt scared from all the yelling.
>It's time to calm down before she becomes too worried.
>You stop, take a deep breath, and try to regain your composure.
"Derpy IS a humble hard-working pony, but her clumsiness isn't as damning as you make it out to be, Twilight."
>The princess tries to interject but you raise a hoof to stop her.
"Sometimes all a stallion needs is a simple loving mare in his life."
>You gently stroke Derpy's mane and sigh.
"This kind of love can't be bought or seized through royal diplomacy."
>Derpy coos and nuzzles her cheek against yours.
"Clumsiness is one of Derpy's cuter quirks, and I wouldn't trade it for anything in the world."
>Twilight's lip slowly curls as her right eye twitches.
>"Heh...heheheheh....*inhales*...AHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHHAHAHAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!"
>The agitated princess breaks out into long peals of demented laughter and starts slamming the floor with one of her forelegs.
>Ooooookay, that was NOT the response you were expecting.
>Twilight's face suddenly turns stoic, much to your surprise.
>"Fine, Anonymous."
>You don't like the way sh
>She waves her hoof through the portal, dissolving it instantly.
>"You've made your choice, and now we all have to live with the consequences."
>She conjures up a new portal that leads back to the crystal castle.
"What's that supposed to mean, Twilight?" You grit your teeth.
>Her poker face remains unchanged.
>"You'll see soon enough." She coldly replies.
>Without another word, Twilight steps through the portal and vanishes.
>There's a long eerie silence left in her wake.
>Derpy turns you loose and looks at the empty space left behind by Twilight and her stupid magic portals.
>"I don't understand...Are we in trouble, Anon?" She worriedly whinnies.
>You gulp nervously and try to put on a brave face.
"Nah, she's just upset is all."

>>42314717
It is missing a comma.
"I eat Celestia. That is what I do." has the same meaning

>>42315082
Looks like Twiggles is going to intentionally ruin Anon and Derpy by doing things like ruining Anons mill business and Derpys mail job? Quite petty but fits quite well with what she is feeling right now.

>>42315082
>Twiggles is sperging out again
she's gonna cause some world ending disaster and make up some bullshit that only being with her will stop it, isn't she?

>>42315082
The consequences? Is Twilight going to try to try her best to sabotage the love of Anon and Derpy?

>>42315103
>again
She never stopped doing that.

>page 8

>>42315082
oh I hope nothing goes wrong because it seems like there will be some stuff going wrong due to this for both ponies

>>42315082
Well, Twiggles twigs just snapped. The screws have officially left the building.

>>42315786
Is twilight alright? She's looking a bit kooky there.

>>42315091
My school teacher used to say: a comma can save life. That's exactly this.

>>42295851
Absolutely enthralled with this slow burn fic. Genuinely wish more anons would do Kirin stories

>>42316378
She's suffering from a severe case of late stage meme face.

>>42316378
she wants some pudding

>>42317378
Pudding made out of the finest hayburgers in Equestria?

>>42317663
This sounds so terrible it could be true.

>>42315082
Uh oh... Things are about to get a bit more crazier in life for dear old Anon and Derpy!

>>42317121
>Genuinely wish more anons would do Kirin stories
Yeah, same. I'm really surprised we don't see more Kirin stories and art, they seem pretty popular around here.

>>42295851
Waiting for the heart-warming moment where AnonKirin deliberately refers to Rain Shine as "Mom".

>>42315786
>Twilight when she runs out of hayburgers and there isn't any place that has them stock in a 50km radius of her

>>42315082
Aww shit it's about to go nuts

>>42318832
Quite nutty indeed.

>>42318832
I think someone in the room has already gone nuts.

why do the replies in this thread read like AI?

>>42319691
>this shitty post
Screwloose, take your medication. Just because people are leaving small talk doesn't mean skynet or whatever you have in your mind is taking over the internet or something like that, now get back to your hospital bed and take your medication.

>>42319691
>(Beep) (Beep) (Boop)
REPLY NOT FOUND
>(Beep) (Beep)

>>42319702
>Male nurse Anonstallion getting constantly sexually harrassed by Screwloose except he can't do anything about it because it's his job

>>42319969
Hot.

>>42311508
>>42311546
I just got a great idea for an Anonstallion x Celestia green
I’ve been meaning to hold off on writing more of my Fluttershy green to actually figure out the fine details of the story, so I’ll probably start writing my Celestia idea soon

>>42320247
>Anonstallion x Celestia green
YES!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

>>42320247
I'd say go for it.

>>42320247
Oooh I like the sound of this, wonder if Anon will be baking lots of cake for Celestia or something else that will get her attention

>>42319969
Lucky anon!

>>42319966
We got robot ponies in here? What next, aliens?!

>>42320247
Seconding this idea. Anonstallion x Celly sounds nice.

>>42309163
>>42309335
>>42309790
>>42312557

>You pulled the towel off yourself and tossed it over the door to dry before trotting over to the bed.
>Violet rolled onto its back and spread its legs as you hopped on and sat on the spot Tempest patted.
>You chose to fall for the obvious trap and reached out to rub the cat belly.
>It was extremely soft and warm and no claws came out.
>Violet’s purring got even louder.
>”This ain’t so bad. Could get used to it.”
>Tempest had a mellow smile on her lips.
>What was left of her horn sparked and crackled.
>You felt a strong force yank you down as you fell onto the mattress – and right next to her.
>She let out a chuckle and shuffled a bit to stretch her neck towards you.
>The tip of her snoot booped against yours.
>She had a faint and alluring scent of lilacs to her.
“You smell nice.”
>She was quiet for a moment, then pulled back a little bit to lock her shocking cyan eyes with yours.
>”Such a stallion thing to say.”
>With a rustle, she pulled a hoof from underneath herself and reached out behind your head.
>She pulled you in closer, pressing her forehead against yours.
>Saying nothing, she let out a quiet hum as you felt her relax.
>You decided to give her a moment of peace and quiet without bothering her.

>You only realized you’d fallen asleep when you drifted back awake.
>It was weird.
>It’d been a long day and you were tired, but not that tired.
>”There you are.”
>A voice, one much like Luna’s but colder and harsher.
>You twitched, pushed yourself upright, and opened your eyes.
>You sat on Luna’s bed in Luna’s bedroom with thick dark blue curtains drawn to block the windows.
>And in front of you, floating over the stone floor with all six limbs pointed to the sides and horn still glowing with magic, was Nightmare Moon.
>A quick flap of her wings brought her back down in the middle of the glowing runic circle on the floor.
>She let out a deep breath and wiped a bead of sweat off her forehead.
>”Seriously. How far did you run off to to be that hard to pull in?”

>Her quarters were the same as you last visited, apart one key difference.
>The floor was completely covered in magical runes.
>They didn’t react to her at all, but they flashed in the blue of her magic each time you touched one.
>”They are holding you here.”
>She noticed you staring down at your hooves.
>”Without them, we’d only have a few minutes. With them?”
>She shrugged.
>”Longer, but not as long as I’d like.”
>Her horn lit up, and you found yourself lifted off the floor and to her side.
>She wrapped a hoof around you and pinned you to her side.
>”So let’s make the best of what we have.”
>And bent down to plant a smooch on top of your snoot.

What would you like to do?

>>42321872
Woah didn't expect to be pull back to the other side of the dream reality where nightmare moon is like that just when we were about to get to the good stuff being intimate with Tempest guess that will have to wait another mare awaits our love and attention Kiss her.

>>42321872
Beautiful Al image Mirta it's like half of the picture is transparent while the other half is 3d graphics especially the design of the magical runes Nightmare Moon use to summon Anon Kirin. She put in a lot of effort and energy to bring him back to her side make the most out of this unpredictable situation by turning this reunion into a passionate heartfelt long lasting moment by telling the dark princess the magic runes she use to conjured us out with makes her appearance with them truly majestic and alluring sexy, then ask to mate with her for the first time ever looking straight into each other's eyes as she lays back on the bed with the Kirin over her making out and thrusting into her as he wants to make this night special between the two of them claiming both of their virginities.

>>42319969
>Miss Screwloose please stop trying to suck my dick this will not help your recovery!

>>42321872
Honestly, I wouldn't even be surprised if Moonie lures Anon in for a rut, only for him to wake up and realize that he is mounting Tempest. That would be both a mind fuck and a literal fuck at the same time.

>>42314253
Think he's talking about Milky Way.

>>42321872
I think everytime the alicorn tries to get close to us we always turn her seductive advances down and shrugged her off.

Ask is everything okay and express concerns that we hope she isn't hurt?

Admit that we missed her and is happy to see her again, then embrace her in a hug tackling her into her bed confessing how much we want to love her and wish for the princess to satisfy our wants and needs for tonight.

>>42319966
I agree with this beautiful statement this anon made. It would make a grown pony cry at how good it is.

>>42320247
You've got me interested now, will be waiting patiently for it.

>>42321872
Kissing and Mating Press Luna's dark side counterpart.

>>42288758 (OP)
Spitfire is a lovely mare.

>>42324952
>Pegasus mare
>Earthpony colt
Gasp! Forbidden love...

>>42324952
Peak comfy scene.

>>42319596
At least one busted nuts

>>42324952
>Pegasus mare x Earth pony Anon
Woah, breaking the mold.

>>42326119
Hopefully not Anon's. He still needs those.

>>42326576
You might be thinking of ball busting. Nut busting is zoomer speak for cumming. No, I don't know why they chose to make it so close to the other term

>>42324952
Adorable pic, love this!

>>42326629
Yeah I did. That mix up explains it.

>>42326119
That be Anonstallion doing that inside of his lovely marewife to get another foal for the family.

>>42327875
>That be
>Pirate Anonstallion
Hot or not?

>>42321872
>She wrapped a hoof around you and pinned you to her side.
We need an adult.
>And bent down to plant a smooch on top of your snoot.
WE NEED AN ADULT.

>>42328000
>Sailing the seven seas with your pirate marewife and a army of your pirate foals raiding and looting boats
That be' living the life, me maties.

>>42328543
She is the adult, Anon.

>>42324952
Would Anon have to work in the Wonderbolts to get Spitfire's attention and love though?

>>42330017
What is he supposed to do? He can't access most of their sites. The only thing he could potentially try is to tend to their more solid equipment.

>>42315786
What's Twilight smiling weirdly for

>>42330017
nah it'd be easy to spin it a different way
>Earthpony Anon runs a hole in the wall cafe
>Maybe half a dozen customers on a good day
>Princesses aren't big on taxing small businesses so it's easy enough to stay afloat
>Helping with oddjobs around town helps to pay whatever bills remain
>After a show Spitfire shows up there
>She has no idea where she is, how she got there or how to get back, but at least there's food
>Earthpony Anon doesn't give her a second glance
>Legitimately doesn't know who she is
>She thinks he's just being nice
>He's the only restaurant owner who hasn't asked to put her picture on the wall
>Goes back again when she's in town
>Then starts going even when she isn't in town
>Small, quiet, good food, and good company, who could ask for more
>Eventually a budding romance blooms
just expand on this and it'd make a decent green I think

>>42330752
Has potential. I'd read it

>>42324952
Spitfire is 100% lesby type, even more than RD, cause she still has at least 20% straightness energy.

Spitfire would *never* go for for a guy. Lel.

>>42331243
>lesby type
Bah. These don't exist in Equestria.

>>42331243
>Spitfire is 100% lesby type
Absolutely not. Spitfire’s the kind of mare who needs a big, strong stallion to take charge and be the big spoon after a long, exhausting day at the Academy.

>>42331445
>pic
AWOOGA!

>>42331243
Fags don't exist in Equestria, homosexuality is a griffonese psyop

>>42330704
She's smiling for Anonstallion.

>>42331445
This. She's tough in the Wonderbolts and needs someone else to take over when she is off duty and relaxing.

>>42328543
We don't need adults for where we are going!

>>42331785
>>42331271
>Rainbow Dash and Applejack confirmed lesbian
>Lyra and Bonbon confirmed lesbian
>Cheerilee confirmed lesbian
>Spitfire and that lisp wonderbolt borh lesbian-coded as fuck

>>42333166
>Non-canon Haberverse slop

>>42333166
>Confirmed
>Confirmed confirmed confirmed
Nigger, this is an OC thread. Canon means nothing.

>>42333166
>wrong
>non-canon
>non-canon
>nonsense
Post discarded.

>>42333166
>believing Haber lies
this is a Faust board, take your heresy somewhere else

>>42331445
Need to breed intensifies.

>>42333166
>lesbian coded
GO back to Twitter and STAY on Twitter.

>>42333166
Please stop saying Rainbow Dash is a lesbian, it's the most shallow and thoughtless sexuality headcanon. Being sporty doesn't mean you have to like girls.

>>42331445
UNF would rut

>>42319969
Is Screwloose Linky's twin sister?

>>42335134
Yeah, you could have Linky be her sister. It'd give a good contrast between a typical mare and Screwloose, along with having a character that can comment on how Screwloose's condition is improving/worsening. Maybe even have a few "which is the real one" scenes.

>>42331445
By the gods... Spitfire here is pure sex!

>>42335704
Always has been.

Haha, Anonstallion goes up.

>>42336393
Up into the air with his pegasus wings with his mare wife!

>>42336605
How cool or good would it feel flying in the sky with pegasus wings?

>>42292291
>asks for draw /r/equests
>gets a bunch
>disappears without a trace
What did he mean by this?

>>42336967
He never said he'd fulfill them, he just asked for requests

>>42336874
>feeling the rush of speed as the wind touches your wings
>able to do stunts and tricks
>you can do it all with your wife if she's a Pegasus too
>if not, you can carry her
It would be great.

>>42336967
>"Hey Anon, what would you like for dinner?"
>Twilight uncurls from her nap and slowly trots over to you.
>Her eyelids are still heavy with sleep.
"Uh, w-whatever you want, babe."
>Truth be told, you're not terribly picky when it comes to food.
>"I'll surprise you." She smiles.
>The purple horse flaps her wings and takes off into the sky.
>And that was the last time you ever saw Twilight.

>>42337408
She wasn't wrong. That's a surprise for sure.

>>42337408
Twilight died from eating too many hayburgers on her way to get the amazing meal to surprise nonny, very sad

>>42336967
Drafriend suffered from a suggestion overdose. He's still recovering in the hospital.

>>42338347
Same hospital where Nurse Anonstallion is getting sexually harassed by Screwloose? Small world it seems.

>>42333185
>>42333226
>>42333642
>>42333850
>>42334246
>>42334314
I see an expert fisherman was here

>>42338500
You could be on to something.

>>42336393
Quite so

>>42337019
Clever boy.

>>42339423
I need a mare to say this to me while I'm Anonstallion. We need more Anonstallion RGRE fics

>>42288758 (OP)
>>42312125
Looking up "Anonicorn" on ponepaste brings up several stories, all of which are rgre funnily enough.

>>42339475
The one by Coolnon has potential but its so short and incomplete sadly

>>42339761
>138 lines
damn it's short as hell but yeah I agree

>>42339436
This, The Long and Short of It is peak rgre anonstallion and i'm sad it is still incomplete at chapter 64.

>>42335704
When is she not?

>>42338556
That's cute

>>42340941
Never. She's always hot.

>>42336393
Even higher he goes in the air of course

Accidently flashed to Fluttershy, lol

>>42342383
That probably happens a lot in Equestria. Stallion bits aren't subtle and most of them don't wear anything too.

>>42304482
Fluttershy is what now

Any green updates? It's been a while since we had one.

>>42342860
We will never see them again. All the writefags got isekai'ed into their own stories.
Sunn is flying high in the sky with Rainbowdash.
InkSlinger and Derpy are on the run from sperglight sparkle.
Butm is learning how to be a kirin and falling in love with Autumn Blaze.
Cosmic is getting snuggles and hugs from Fluttershy.

>>42343100
Lucky fucks.
Good on them.

>>42342383
After looking at the uncensored version, it's actually not that big for a horse.

>>42343418
>horse
But he's a pony.

>>42343645
It's still pretty average though.

Still hoping for greens.

>>42344257
It's not going to happen, anon...
They are dead...

>>42344257
>>42344345
Gotta keep hopin, perhaps some burnout, writers block or the sorts happened and they just need more time to think it out to make something interesting to continue the story.

>>42343418
Anon do you know how sheaths work

>>42344690
Sure, it gets longer when it gets out. Even still, there's room for more when the standards of horses apply.

>>42344690
That argument would work, if it weren't either partially unsheathed

>>42344804
That's just how it looks have you seen a real horse's sheath. Sometimes the tip shows

>>42344817
It's about 30% unsheathed

>>42344872
and about 20% cooler?

>>42345251
Like a vienna sausage

>>42344345
oh ye of little faith

>>42277277
"-then it tried to eat me and that's when you girls showed up"
>You finish the story with a lackadaisical ease
>You're not sure if that's because of your normal attitude, or the painkillers going through your system
>Can't even feel your own wing
>Some part of your mind reels at the thought and demands you check it's still there
>It is
>Like the hundred other times you've checked
>Absentmindedly, you glance to your side
>Your good wing's still a bit sore, but tickles your side just fine
>On the other side, your wing's been put into a full cast
>With the bandages before, you could still move the wing
>Now it's been effectively tied down and put stiff against you
>It's been nearly a week since your time in the forest
>Apparently the doctor's didn't trust you to not hurt yourself after what happened
>So they kept you asleep for a few days so you could properly recover
>Now you're enjoying some down time in Sugarcube Corner
>"Oh... my- that must have been so terrifying." Fluttershy meekly says
>You pull your eyes up from your wings
>The girls had been silent while you'd told them what happened
>It started with you telling them about Mach's arrival at your house
>You're not sure how long you've been talking
>An hour maybe?
>Only now do you realize you've forgotten to gauge reactions
>Fluttershy's practically hiding behind her wings
>The others are various levels of concerned and shocked
>Pinkie's even paused halfway through eating her muffin
>It's just hanging in the air, suspended by nothing
>Stange mare
>Though maybe the strange one is Rainbow
>She's the only one unbothered
>In fact, she looks proud
>Casually lounging on a nearby banister with a grin
>"You mean how we all saved your butt, right Anon?"
"Yes, Rainbow," you draw out with a teasing smile of your own, "you saved me"
>"Like a hero!" She says, zipping above your table, striking a pose mid-air
"My hero..." You say with a roll of your eyes and a small chuckle. "How'd you even find me?"
>Your questions seems to snap Twilight out of her thoughts as she clears her throat
>"That little colt, um... Mach. We'd heard from Fluttershy that she'd seen something crash into the Everfree, so we went to investigate."
>"Oh, but when we got there..." Rarity adds, joining the conversation. "The poor thing was inconsolable, crying and pointing, we were just barely able to make out your name"
>Something in her words don't add up
>Either you're bad at maths, or you're bad at geography
"It felt like I'd spent hours in that forest, how did you all find me so quickly?"
>"Ummm, hello? Rainbow Dash here. Cool. Hot. Faster than you. We've met." Rainbow says, a sarcastic snark to her words.
>You choose not to retort, simply hiding your own amused smirk behind a milkshake
>"I'm not surprised that colt was all shook up if'n I'm honest." Applejack adds. "That forest ain't no place for foals, I just wish Applebloom and the girls would learn that."
>You sag at that part

>>42345578
>Of course they didn't know you were the reason he cried
>First thing on the to-do list when you can fly again is to go to Hot Stuff's
>Who are you kidding?
>If you're lucky, the best you'll get is a frying pan to the head and banishment forever
>They trusted you when they let Mach go to your house
>And what happened!?
>You got him stuck in a tree
>Nearly let him fall to his death
>Actually let him fall into a forest full of monsters
>Then yelled at him
>"Yo! Anon, you alright?" Rainbow's flipped herself upside down and closer than before
>You jolt back a bit, but nod
"Yeah, fine, just... thinking"
>"You've been through so much," Fluttershy says empathetically, "I've never met such a grouchy Chimera before"
"Those things are supposed to be pleasant?" You snip back at her
>You physically pull yourself back as Fluttershy winces at your tone
>A hoof rubs across your face
>You'd been doing so well too
>But you just can't help yourself, can you?
>"W- well, the Chimera was a she, and she was just hungry from trekking so long. She'd been chased out..." Fluttershy trails off her words
>The others are quick to reassure Fluttershy
>Even Rainbow shoots a concerned look down at her friend
>Taking that as your cue you throw a bag of bits on the table that slides over to Pinkie
>With a small grunt you pick yourself up out of your chest
>Your casted wing awkwardly swings into place beside you
>Mrs. Cakes goodbye barely registers past the jingle of the door bell
>The serenity of the quaint town is just barely enough to stir your spirits into not being completely down
>With your wing all but literally tied behind your back, you take your time as you randomly go through the streets of the town
>You come across more than you imagined in the backstreets and alleys
>Hole in the wall restaurants, hobby shops hidden away in the nooks and crannies
>All tended by the same level of friendliness you've seen anywhere else here
>Eventually you come across a small bridge and decide to take a break sitting on it's side
>Peering down at the crystal blue waters you spot a shadow coming against the current towards you, a slightly different shade of blue
>"There you are!" Rainbow calls to you
"Oh, hey Prism." You greet her with a tired smile
>She groans, but then let's out an amused huff through her nose at your nickname
>With a grace you wouldn't have expected of the daredevil pegasi, she lands on the wall with you
>"What are you doing all the way out here? Everypony's wondering where you went"
>How do you explain that your mental gymnastics lead to you assuming they all hated you because of one slip up when you spoke?
>You've already been through this talk with Rainbow about how ponies are a lot easier to talk to than you give them credit for
>The best way to explain it, is to not explain at all
"I needed to stretch my legs. I'm gonna be stuck on them for a while" It's not the truth, but it's not a lie either

>>42345581
>"Hopefully not too long, yeah?" She says with a grin as she nudges your good wing. "I want you back in the air asap"
>That piques your curiosity
"Why?"
>Despite the simple question, she looks at you like you've grown a second head
>"Dude, do you know how hard it is to find another pegasus who's even close to as good as me?"
>You don't answer
>Not that she'd let you as she immediately continues
>"Not that you're anywhere actually close to me, but nopony else is willing to try." She finishes with a smug shrug of her shoulders
"Still got you beat in altitude, Dash" You respond with a smug shrug of your own
>She sputters slightly trying to come up with some way to twist your win to her favour
>Eventually she decides to just wave it off, settling beside you
>"Fine, you beat me," you're surprised anyone could have so much difficulty saying something so simple, "I still have you beaten in like- everything else when it comes to flying"
Leaning back, you let the comforting warmth sink into your fur as you close your eyes "Whatever helps you sleep at night, Prism"
>"That's it!"
>And just like that, Dash had set a record for sitting still
>5, maybe 10 seconds
>She's on her hoof and pointing at you
>"We're having another contest!"
>You crack open an eye and raise a brow at the mare, and shift your side with the wingcast
>"Alright not a flying one-" she quickly corrects herself before her eyes dart around and land on the river. "Swimming! You can still swim, right?"
"Sure, I mean, I've got three extra pounds of medical cast strapped to one side so I'll probably end up swimming in circles, but yeah"
>Your sarcastic smirk is not lost on the pegasus
>"Running?"
"Dash, unless you feel like strapping three pounds to your side to even things out, a lot of physical stuff is off the table"
>Rainbow sags, a small glare carved into her features
>More annoyed at the situation than at you if you had to guess
>"How... about..." She struggles with the thoughts as she tries to think of anything not to do with sports
"Whoa, Prism, you're thinking too hard, don't hurt yourself" You say patting her on the back
>She smacks you in the face with a wing, but you see a smirk despite her glare
>"Reading!" She suddenly yells
"Reading?" You respond
>"Yeah! Something to do with the Daring Do books- I don't know what yet- speed? No, we'd have no way to prove- impressions maybe?"
>This mare continues to surprise you as she starts muttering to herself
"Rainbow, your Twilight is showing"
>"Oh shut up, I'm not an egghead, I just like Daring Do"
"Next you'll be reading Confusius"
>"Kung-fu what?"
You shake your head. "Nevermind. I don't have any Daring Do books, Twilight let me borrow some of hers when you left me with Tank, but she took them back a bit ago."

>>42345582
>You're surprised and shrink your neck into your shoulders when she almost presses her muzzle into yours with a wide grin
>"Did you read them all? Which was your favourite? Do you prefer Ahuizotl or Caballeron? Do you think she needed that sidekick in the third book or-"
>You place a hoof over her mile a minute mouth and push her back
>A light dusting of pink settles on her cheeks for an instant before fading as she clears her throat
>Trying, and failing, to get back some of her dignity as you chuckle
"I didn't finish them-"
>"What!?"
>She's in your face again
>Does this pony not understand the meaning of personal space
>Again you push her back and roll your shoulders
"I dunno, they just weren't my thing." You say with a casual shrug
>"Well then you read 'em wrong. Here, I'll bring Tank over some time with them and I'll show you how great they really are"
"I mean, does it matter? They're just books for kids right?"
>Foals
>You really need to remember the specific horse terminology
>Luckily there's some overlap in this place
>As you mention the idea of them being only for kids, several emotions cross Dash's face
>Confusion, indignation, a sudden confidence
>And then
>A pause
>She's clearly thinking to herself, switching her gaze between you and the ground and crinkling her muzzle
>She clearly wants to say something
>But whatever that something is, is conflicting her
>Curious
>Eventually she simply scoffs and shakes her head
>"Look, just-" another pause, "just trust me, you'll see"
>You watch her for a moment
>Then a moment more
>She knows something you don't
>Well, she knows a lot of things you don't
>Not that you'd ever admit it
>But something specific
>She notices your suspicion and tries to act casual about it
>Honestly, you're too tired to care
>The painkillers are starting to wear off and your back hurts
>Right now you just want to take a nap
>With a stretch, you feel a series of relieving clicks roll down the length of your spine
"If you insist, Rainbow. But maybe later, alright?"
>She gives a glad nod and a wide smile as she zips off into the air in a rainbow blur
>Still a strange mare
>But you've come to enjoy her company
>You hop off the bridge's wall to the main path and begin heading in the direction of home
>After you woke up you'd been informed that your house had been grounded
>Standard practice for a pegasi home when your wings were as bad as yours were
>Turns out you were lucky before
>Either way, the short trip down the dirt path brings you to your house
>If you kept on the path, you'd eventually hit Sweet Apple Acres
>You couldn't prove it, but you know that apple pony had something to do with it
>Luckily your far enough away to not hear the tree kicking at night
>As you enter your home, the sound of crinkling paper reaches your ears
>Envelopes at the door
>You pick them up with your teeth and dump them on a nearby counter

>>42345584
>Bill
>Bill
>Invitation from Pinkie to a birthday party
>Invitation from Pinkie to a different birthday party
>Invitation from Pinkie to a third different birthday party
>Bill
>Invitation from Pinkie to an anniversary party
>Junk
>Invitation from Pinkie to a wedding party
>Magazine
>Invitation from Pinkie to a rock lecture
>Creepy unsigned envelope
>Invitation from Pinkie to a fune-
>Wait
>Your eyes didn't lie
>There is indeed a creepy unsigned envelope
>Your address isn't written on it
>There's no return address
>No signature
>Just a gold stamp
>With a sun symbol on it
>Some part of you isn't sure if you want to open it
>But you nearly got bitten in half the other day
>A possible paper cut from an envelope won't stop you
>With some struggle with your hooves and teeth, you manage to open the envelope without tearing the letter
--
>'To my little pony known as Anonymous. Greetings, from Canterlot Castle, as you may know, my sister has taken some note of you, and my dear student Twilight has written a not insignificant letters to me about you, your circumstances, your recent growth and, most curiously to me of all, your heroics of late. I'd like to personally invite you to Canterlot Castle, that I might personally thank you for your deeds in the Everfree Forest. I look forward to hearing from you.'
---
>Then a signature at the bottom that you can't read and some fancy titles added for posterity
>THE princess
>Wants to see you?
>You snort
"Yeah right"
>With a laugh you crumple up the obvious hoax and bin it
>Luna could go into your dreams
>The princesses obviously didn’t need something as mundane as letters
>You didn't know ponies had scam mail
>Oh well
>No skin off your nose
>You wonder how many rubes have fallen for that trick only to get beaten up in a Canterlot alley and had their bits stolen
>But not you
>Earth has trained you to know better
>With a small whistle of an aimless tune you head off to bed to take the nap that's been calling you
>Then some food after
>You never did finish that milkshake

https://ponepaste.org/10481#3465

heatwave after heatwave after heatwave slowed me down, work was work, and ironically in the heat I caught a cold, but my green continues, slowly

>>42345585
Bless you Sunn, for keeping this glorious green going even though you got IRL troubles. I hope you get well soon btw! and hopefully the heat eases off ya.

>>42345585
Kino as usual, hope you recover because I love reading this when it gets updated!

>>42345585
>The sunn rises again
Oh warm rays of light, how good it feels to see you.

>>42345585
>my dear student Twilight has written a not insignificant letters to me about you
Missing "amount of" between "insignificant" and "letters".

>>42345585
God I love this thanks Sunn

>>42345427
I don't like sauerkraut to my horsecock, thank you very much.

>>42346635

>>42345585
really really good keep up the good writing

>>42314086
The forbidden milk pony? Lord forbid...

>>42340525
Not for long

>>42347533
... Anon would be a regular around her, wanna bet?

>>42347756
Maybe
>Ponies don't associate any arousal with teats
>They're just for feeding foals, after all
>Anonstallion shows up
>Eyes nearly bulge out his head from all the teats just hanging free
>And then he sees
>Her
>And the biggest pair of teats he's ever seen in his entire life
>Both here and on Earth
>He is incapable of hiding his boner

>>42345816
unfortunately proof-reading is not fool-proof so thanks for the catch, fixed it in the paste

>>42347751
Blessed be, you're really back! I'll be looking forward to see any new chapters (or paste) come out because it's such a kino story.

>>42347801
I'm sure ponies see teats as signs of fertility too. The thing is that they don't cause many reactions in public because they're literally seen everywhere and the ponies are used to these circumstances. Unlike Anon.

>>42347751
Holy shit.

>>42347751
The tension is building up.

>>42343418
Maybe we can chalk it up to Fluttershy being too shy to oogle stallion bits when she has the chance to.

>>42346831
Close enough, I suppose.

>>42344345
A post that aged like milk, kek.

>>42350283
And I am happy for it.

>>42345585
Great update. Im hoping for more cutesy awkward moments between Dash and Anon.
>>42347751
Finally a reason to go back to RGRE.

>>42288758 (OP)
Also posting here for my fellow Anonstallion heads

>You, Nocturnal Pike, found yourself in a situation that your old sergeant would have called “less than ideal.”
>Which was a polite way of saying it was a real SNABU.
>You honestly felt like a complete echohead; how had you forgotten about /bargain/ day?
>The day that lived in infamy among your fellow guards.
>There was always, /always/ an entire shift’s worth of mares assigned to the market today, and for good reason.
>Any mare with two braincells to rub together could see such a dense concentration of whimsy in such a small area was a recipe for disaster.
>And your current situation was keen evidence of that!
>When the tide of bargain-seekers had washed over you, you had attempted to stand your ground.
>Alas, you were but one vertically challenged mare, and found yourself adrift in short order.
>Utterly and completely lost.
>”I TOLD you I wanted this in BLUE!”
>Another shrill voice cutting through the crowd pins your ears to your head.
>Hooo filly, that was why most Thestrals would trade anything to get out of this shift.
>Sometimes having the best hearing of the four tribes wasn’t all it was cracked up to be.
>The entire market is a cacophony of horrible noise.
>Shouting, gripeing, haggling... whatever Anon had hoped this grand day out to be,: you’d bet this isn’t it.
>Some mares might have at least enjoyed being packed like a sardine with stallions on all sides.
>The ultimate excuse to perv out as much as you wanted with plausible deniability.
>Heck, with your size it’s harder /not/ to ogle them!
>Between your height and how densely packed everypony is, all you have to do is pick a direction and turn your head to be greeted by a new pair of nuts.
>If you made for the edge of the market now, you’d probably lay your eyes on half the packages in Canterlot. Maybe more!
>A lot of mares would have died to do that. Heck, you recall having to throw one or two pervs out of here /for/ trying that, back in the day!
>But frankly, these stallions might as well be smooth mannequins for all they were doing for you.
>It's... an odd realization. Even during your past relationships you certainly still would have enjoyed this opportunity.
>But now? All you feel when you see a stallion in this crowd that’s not Anon is disappointment.
>It's enough to tempt you toward taking to the skies and leaving this whole place behind.
>The skies are mostly clear, the majority of the Pegasi and Thestrals electing to stay on the ground where the stalls are.
>And NOPONY is putting their stalls in the clouds after the porcelain rain of eight hundred and forty five.
>Five minutes is all it would take to find your herd, and be free of this place.
>And yet...
>”Princesses above, if I have to break up one more catfight over some knick-knack I might dive off the side of the city.”

>>42350369
>”Cloud, you have wings. There’s plenty easier ways to go for a flight.”
>Between all the useless noise you picked up the distinct voices of mares, GUARDSmares. Close too.
>The “riot squad”, as it was sarcastically called, usually pulled its unfortunate mares from just about any shift available.
>That meant the evening shift. That meant YOUR shift.
>If one of your mares was here, and you took to the sky, they’d spot you in an instant and almost certainly want to talk.
>Is that a conversation that you’d really like to have right now?
>No, no it was not.
>As the two force their way through the crowds, you elect to not take chances and disappear.
>It was surprisingly easy to simply slip between two adjacent bodies and easily pass out of sight.
>In fact taking advantage of your small COMPACT size and nimble hoofwork, you find crossing this chaos wasn’t as hard as you were expecting.
>A dip here, a duck there, a dodge...
>Planning out new routes on the fly to avoid the occasional patrol.
>It's surprisingly fun!
>You can already feel your mind formulating a new drill: fugitive hunting in dense urban environments!
>One mare could be designated the fugitive, you could pull from other shifts to act as the crowd and—
>You stop in the crowd, a stallion nearly bowling you over.
>What’s the point of coming up with a new drill if you’re not really going back? What’s the point of this game?
>There’s no reason to think about things like that now.
>For a moment, you balk at your own thoughts.
>That was an awfully morbid way of considering it.
>You suppose it's no less true, but that /shouldn’t/ be how you think about it!
>You’re free, after all!
>Free from the expectations of others, free from what your mother wanted!
>Free to be whatever and do whatever you want!
>All these burdens you’ve been carrying can finally be left behind.
>So why does it feel so much like you’re giving up?
>Your mind, clawing for some new train of thought, finds its hoofhold in your surroundings.
>If you really wanted to figure out what your new life was going to be, that was practically Horse-Mecca!
>All around you were the ponies who were about to become your peers! House spouses and the like.
>If you wanted to see how this half truly lives, there was no better place for some on-site research than here.
>Just, try not to think about how everything you’ve witnessed thus far was HIDEOUSLY banal.
>Resuming your trek, but with noticeably less energy, you continue.
>The market was arranged in a grid formation, specifically so after Celestia became concerned the previous market’s chaos would re-awaken Discord.
>Because of that, the crowds normally thinned in between the aisles, which is where the guards would be unless there was a fight.
>Better stick close to the stalls then, lest you chance an awkward encounter.
>The majority of what you pass, you’d more or less consider “home goods.”

>>42350376
>Fancy bathroom stuff, furniture and decorations, kitchen gizmos...
>All the kinds of things your mom wouldn’t so much as let you look at!
>At a certain point, you start mixing in with the stallions, truly perusing the wares just as much as they are.
>It's really fun! For a while, at least.
>Until the grim reality sets in: a lot of this stuff you wouldn’t buy regardless of circumstance.
>Sure, that’s a very cute pair of throw pillows for your couch.
>You always liked how doilies looked, they remind you of fancy spider webs!
>Which reminds you of the Festival of the Moon (or Nightmare Night, as the heathen other tribes call it).
>But you already /have/ a set of throw pillows that match your couch! And sure you love how they look, but you HATE having to pull them off every time you want to get comfortable.
>Why hasn’t some Unicorn invented a pair of pillows that fade in and out of reality on command!?
>It is quite the conundrum.
>Before you can even come close to solving it, a passing pair of guards forces you to refocus your musings.
>It's easy enough to slip back into the crowd, they're all currently gathering en masse around a particular stall claiming to sell “self-cleaning pans”.
>Slipping around a particularly thick Earth Pony, you catch a snippet of the two’s conversation.
>”I don’t care if it's gay to or whatever. I’m just really worried about her, okay? It's not like her to just up and vanish like this.”
>That was Astral’s voice!
>A sound like a classic Thestralian ping begins to grow in your throat, something to let her know you’re there.
>But it dies just as soon, Astral’s one of the last ponies you think can face right now.
>What would she /say/?
>Oh who are you kidding? You know what she’d say: she wouldn’t get it.
>If the failure of finding anything you really wanted had you feeling morose, this is just the nail in the coffin.
>Unable to resist, you decide to continue following them a ways, listen to what Astral is saying to the mare you admittedly don’t recognize.
>”Look, it's probably nothing,” replied the other mare. “Maybe she’s just taking off some time because of guy trouble? Nothing good ever comes from getting wrapped up in their H.A.”
>”Luna I hope not. If Anon’s gone off the field, she'd be devastated. He’s pretty much the perfect guy for her. BETTER even. I don’t know if she’s realized it, but she’s been so much happier. Not a single pony in the squad would want to see her go back to the old Pike now.”
>The “old her”? What could that mean?
>You’d suppose your more... /relaxed/ view of maresculinity may have leaked into your leadership style. But you’d never have expected it to be for the better!
>Your squad always got top marks after all! What could be better than that!?

>>42350381
>You thread along behind them for a bit longer, easily slipping between bodies like your ancestors did stalactites.
>It brings back a bit of that trill from earlier, the thrill of tailing and evading a perp.
>A thrill that, if you go through with leaving the guard, will be forever absent from your life.
>Two things to chew on, for sure.
>Eventually their conversation drifts back to their task at hand, and you similarly find your time would be better spent elsewhere.
>Diving back into the crowd proper, you resume threading that needle and passing by the masses of ponies.
>This time something seems... different.
>The crowd’s energy has changed, it feels feistier.
>Petty squabbles are more and more frequently erupting into shouting matches.
>”I saw it first!” and “It's mine you hussy!” seem to be thrown out more and more.
>It's an ill omen, for sure, but there’s nothing to really be done about it.
>The noise is certainly terrible.
>Almost enough to make you reconsider flying until—
>You suddenly find yourself wholly outside the crowd.
>A panicked look around thankfully no guards in sight, and you immediately understand why.
>You’re around the outer edge of the market, where a small foal’s park resides.
>A couple stallions are all milling about, watching their foals (and probably their friend’s foals) running and playing all along Canterlot’s finest jungle gym.
>Ha! No need for a guard presence here. If anypony tried anything these fathers would beat them six ways from Sunday.
>It really does warm your heart, in a way you previously wouldn’t have admitted, to watch these foals play.
>They look so happy and carefree, with their father dutifully standing by to watch over them.
>You suppose, if you tread that path of the housewife, that’ll be YOU standing guard.
>That thought gets a chuckle out, suppose you can never truly leave the guard after all.
>Gradually, without trying to be a creep, you orbit closer to one of those larger groups of stallions.
>They’re all chatting amongst themselves as they watch, and it’ll undoubtedly be an informative conversation for you.
>See what sort of things occupy the lives of these house spouses.
>You don’t just want to walk up and introduce yourself obviously, that’d be weird.
>Instead, like a ship in the night, you pass just close enough to pick up what they’re saying.
>”I can’t believe I pulled the short straw this year.”
>...
>Well, that wasn't what you were expecting.
>”I know right,” says a different stallion.
>”Come on guys, it's really not SO bad, is it?”
>”I’m stuck here doing the same thing I do /every day/ while my stal-pals are out at the MARKET!” replies the first one again. “Of course it's bad, this was gonna be the highlight of my year! Arg, just imagine all the deals we’re missing out on! Zip BETTER get me those soaps he promised.”

>>42350387
>”Oh don’t be so dramatic,” the second speaks up, “This wouldn’t have been the highlight. Remember the spring collection that dropped this year? THAT was a highlight.”
>On and on they prattle on, and you listen for a bit longer, but soon the horrible truth unavoidably dawns on you.
>All these stallions lead HORRIFICALLY banal lives.
>All they had to talk about was petty drama and things you probably wouldn’t have even given a second thought to.
>It's enough to put a cold sweat on your brow.
>Oh Luna, is this what the life of a housewife would be like?! You can’t live like that!
>But if you can’t live like a guard and can’t live a domestic life, what CAN you live like!?
>Your breathing starts to grow shallow, as your mind once again spins.
>What should have been your liberation was just a catch twenty-two?
>What do you do? What do you do!? WHAT DO YOU DO!?
>A shout, louder than all the others, tears your focus back to reality.
>Your head, along with everypony else’s, shoots towards the direction it came in.
>The sight makes your blood run cold.
>That energy you felt earlier? It’s reached a breaking point.
>”WHAT DO YOU /MEAN/ THAT WAS THE LAST ONE!?”
>It's coming from the self cleaning cookware shop, directed at an increasingly worried mare handing over what is evidently the last of her wares.
>”I-I’m sorry! We double our production this year but—”
>”I DON’T CARE! I CALLED A PAN! IT'S MINE!”
>The stallion LUNGED for the fellow she was hoofing the pan to, and all Tartarus broke loose.
>At once the raised voices became cries of battle as fights broke out at nearly every stall.
>Thanks to your hearing, you could practically track the wave of chaos in real time as it rippled out from that first fateful stall.
>”FIVE BITS FOR THIS!?”
>”I PROMISED MY SON A NEW BUBBLE BATH AND CELESTIA DAMN IT I’M GETTING ONE!”
>”GET YOUR FILTHY HOOVES OFF MY SHIRT!”
>It was all around you now, a cacophony of shouting and stamping. Then, you heard the word no guardsmare ever wants to hear.
>”STAMPEDE!”
>The thunder of hooves EPRUPTS from the isle across the playground from you, and instinct takes over.
>You leap, soaring above the confused fathers to perch on the very top of the jungle gym.
>From this new vantage point you can clearly see: the mares are overwhelmed.
>They had attempted to follow the riot response protocol, and valiantly you might add.
>But it had struck too hard and too fast, it’d left them too disorganized.
>Any attempts to separate ponies, or simply to contain the mania, were met with failure.
>Stop the riot in one direction, it just grew in another.
>It was like watching a drunken mare try to hold back her equally drunk, but aggressive, friend.
>At this rate it might even spill out into the city, and then they’d have a full blown disaster on their hooves!
>Who was in charge here!?
>Your eyes whipped back and forth across the horizon, but no matter where you looked the answer seemed to be: nopony.

>>42350391
>It was like watching a drunken mare try to hold back her equally drunk, but aggressive, friend.
>At this rate it might even spill out into the city, and then they’d have a full blown disaster on their hooves!
>Who was in charge here!?
>Your eyes whipped back and forth across the horizon, but no matter where you looked the answer seemed to be: nopony.
>The response was as disorganized as you’d first surmised, and only getting worse!
>If somepony didn’t do something—
>No, not somepony, YOU.
>Your body reacts on years of keenly honed instinct, leaping from the top of the jungle gym and soaring into the fray.
>The determination in your heart burning so bright, the cold wind may have been a warm summer’s day.
>Soaring over the chaos you angle right for the side closest to spilling out into the city, that’s where they needed you the most right now.
>The mares along that edge were quaking in their shoes, probably a bunch of rookies who got the short straw and were woefully unprepared for something like this.
>They needed somepony to whip them into shape. They needed a sergeant.
“PRIVATE!? What are you DOING!”
>The head of the mare you called out, whips to the sky.
>”Sergeant Pike!? W-We’re being overwhelmed! Princesses protest us, it's like these stallions are possessed by Discord himself!”
“Is THAT so?” you say, letting your old drill sergeant voice out. “All it’s taking to best the Princess’ finest are a bunch of stallions high on bargain shopping? Well damn, better call up the Changelings, cuz we’ve got some prime real estate just waiting for them!”
>The mare wilts a little, as do all the mares around her in the pathetic excuse for a riot line.
>”But Sarge—”
“I DON’T WANT TO HEAR IT!” you shout back. “You think this is a game!? If this riot spills into the streets it’ll be chaos! You really want the crown jewel of Equestria to fall to some stallions with pillows and pans!?”
>”N-No Sergeant,” the mares replied weakly.
“WHAT WAS THAT!? I COULDN’T HEAR YOU OVER THAT COLT ASKING FROM MORE FANCY SOAPS!” you shout, pointing off at some random stallion.
>”NO SERGEANT!” they shout back.
>You come down hard in the snow, billowing up a cloud around you.
“Now that’s more like it! You, shore up that edge! You, I want that soap bar those two are fighting over IN THEIR MOUTHS! And I want it there YESTERDAY!”
>On and on it went, the tide slowly starting to turn.
>Bouncing from group to group, you rallied the mares one line at a time.
>Taking them from shaking and quaking in the face of whimsy to now standing firm.
“I want more support on the playground! Keep those foals up above the crowd and ON the jungle gym. Keep the stallions AWAY!”
>”Yes Sergeant,” a mare salutes, and then departs.
>Before you is a rough map of the market, made by laying out whatever stupid junk you appropriated from the surrounding stalls on "official business.”

>>42350398
>The location itself was the same “self-cleaning cookware” stand from earlier, seized and converted into a command center by yours truly.
>It had just felt right, turning the original heart of the riot into your beacon of order.
>Nothing like a good morale victory.
>”Uh, when can I have my stand back?” The salesmare weakly asks from behind you. “I’d really like to pack up and leave, preferably now.”
“Can it,” you snap. “You can leave when everypony else can: once we’ve saved the city from the jaws of discord.”
>A Pegasus came in for a rough landing just inches from your stall, evidently she must have triple-timed it to you.
>”Ma’am!” she said breathlessly. “Another clearance sale just hit the second platoon! We need more mares or we’re not gonna make it!”
>You swore an old Thestralian swear under your breath.
>Rapidly scanning your makeshift map, you search for any unit that could spare troops.
>There! You represented that line with a fork instead of a spoon!
>That meant there were at least five extra mares there than the average spoon line!
“Head over to Colognes and Cornhole, over on the West side,” you pointed to the spot on your map. “One of the line leaders should have mares they can spare. And if they don’t, tell them I said to FIND some.”
>The courier saluted, “Yes Sergeant. Thank you,” and once again took to the skies.
>There was nary a moment to breathe though, as the moment she’d left, a Thestral touched down.
>”Sarge! Sarge! You need to come quick! One of the stallions has gone /berzerk/! I-I’ve never seen anything like it!”
>What? One stallion? Couldn’t she see you’ve got more important things to do?
“Corporal, I’m sure my attention would be better suited—”
>”M-Major Blade said it required your urgent and personal attention ma’am! In... much ruder terms.”
>That caught your attention, and wordlessly you motioned from the mare to take flight.
>In no time at all, the two of you were soaring over the crowd toward the very center of the market.
>It gave you a brief moment to admire your hoofiwork, now from the sky you could see how things were coming back to order.
>In fact, it was so orderly, you could see a familiar (and very welcome) face in the crowd.
>Cut N. Paste! ...sprinting full tilt in the same direction you were.
>A shiver shot up your spine as you lowered your flight path to be just above her.
“Cut!”
>Her eyes snapped to you, wide with panic. “Pike!? Oh thank goodness! Y-You got to get over to the East side! I heard from your friend that—”
>She didn’t get the chance to finish her sentence, for a few feet out you saw exactly what had everypony so afraid.
>Just a few feet in front of you, the riot stopped dead.
>Every pony, from guardsmare to stallion, was roughly pinned in a magical hold.
>A familiar /green/ magical hold.
>You sped ahead, rocketing towards whatever scene awaited you.
>It didn’t take long to find it.
>There, standing on a pile of pinned ponies, was Anon.

>>42350406
>He’d assembled them almost like a guard tower, seemingly using them to create his own vantage point.
>A point that, at the top of which, he held ponies two aloft by the scruff of their necks.
>”If ANY of you CUNTS trampled my fillyfriends, I swear to FUCKING GOD—”
>Then his teary eyes fell on you, and Cut close behind.
>Wordlessly he dropped the other two ponies, and suddenly you felt the sensation of your weight being taken off your wings.
>You flew, somehow even faster, across the subdued plaza. Cut undoubtedly just behind you.
>In moments, the two of you were pulled into his waiting hooves.
>”Oh God,” he said, “Oh thank God.”
>He held the two of you close, practically crushing you into him.
“A-Anon” you tried to say.
>”I know it was stupid, but I’d always heard all these horror stories from riots on Earth,” his voice quivered. “When I went to Mardi Gras one year, I remembered them arresting an entire BLOCK because they were so scared of what might happen when a fight started. When one broke out here, and I couldn’t find you— I-I was so worried I’d never see you two again!”
>He finally relaxed his grip, looking down at the two of you. “It feels like it's been so long.”
>You know this is a very tender moment.
>You know what most ponies would want you to say here, something schmaltzy about how you missed him too.
>But you know Anon better than that.
“It's only been like an hour. What’s gotten into you?” you force out as the air is squeezed from your lungs.
>Cut, and the mare you came here with, find their jaws on the floor.
>But Anon, slowly but surely, stops sobbing and starts laughing.
>”Shit,” he said. Finally you and Cut were released.
>Oh, and so was the rest of the plaza.
>”I really /don’t/ know what came over me,” he said, his voice returning to its usual timbre.
>The gathered ponies, now unexpectedly freed, all start wearily getting to their hooves.
>You yourself have to lead your herd back down the rapidly dissolving pile onto ground.
>Only to run back into that Thestral from before.
>”That’s YOUR stallion, Sarge? Holy buck. No wonder Major Blade said you needed to get your sorry flanks over here.”
>She stopped short, eyes wide, as she realized what she’d just let slip to a superior officer.
>”I’m sorry I—”
“Don’t sweat it, Astral was right.”
>Anon let out a heaving sigh, “Jesus, well I all sorts of fucked this up. So much for a fun day out, I’m so sorry, Pike.”
“It wasn’t all bad,” you said, thinking back to your little mobile command center.
>”Guess we’d still better get out of here.”
>You consider his words. You should have followed your plan.
>Let the other guardsmares sort it out, follow your heart back home, back to domesticity like you planned.
>But even thinking about if for a second has you scoffing, before firing off a grin and saying:
“If you think I’m leaving this job half done, you’ve got another thing coming.”

>>42350414
And that's that... for now. If I've managed to entire any new fellows, you can read from the start here https://ponepaste.org/158

>>42350441
Is the fimfic version going to be updated?

>>42350679
Yep! Bobbles is already working on it.

Not everyday you see a amazing writer return after quite the long long while!

>Another update
Yeah, we're eating good tonight.

>>42345585
Cultural clashes around trustworthiness are not as common as they should be in these stories, honestly.

>>42347801
Would Anon be a bit cheeky and ask Milky Way for some milk? Haha?

>>42347801
>He is incapable of hiding his boner
Stallion anatomy at its finest. Their bits are impossible to hide.

>>42350979
Eating a big buffet with all the new stuff, it's so great!

>>42351743
>Cheeky
I'm pretty sure she'd interpret that as a wish to date. Whether it's a good or a terrible one is open for debate though.

Bump to prevent the thread from getting fucked by spam threads.

>>42345585
good shit, looking forward to reading more!

Up.

>>42288758 (OP)
I didn't even know we had our own version of lee until somebody tried to post a thread about anonfilly that wasnt in ptfg

>>42354597
Ahh you know how it is sometimes, schizos appear here and there and it's best to ignore them.

>>42354597
Yep, it's the bad sort of autism.

>The sun rose earlier than usual today.
>For good reason: today is the summer solstice.
>The longest day of the year.
>The day when all of Equestria gets to truly enjoy the warmth and comfort that Princess Celestia provides to her faithful subjects.
>Her grace is received with gratitude, and that gratitude is expressed by the citizens of Ponyville with a festival that lasts as long as the sun is in the sky.
>Treats and candies are whipped up with a summer theme, games are held, and memories are made.
>All the pegasi in Ponyville ensure the weather schedule allows for a clear day without a cloud in the sky.
>It’s one of the happiest, most highly anticipated days of the year.
>Not so much for you.
>You’ve never been super sociable, although Pinkie Pie is determined to believe otherwise.
>You seldom show up for any of the dozens of birthday parties she constantly invites you to, and she keeps throwing you surprise birthday parties in spite of your repeated, increasingly firm requests that she not.
>So then why are you here this time?
>What motivated you to crawl out of bed, brush your teeth and your mane, and leave your humble home to join in on the summer festivities?
>...It’s the stories you’ve heard.
>When you venture into town to go grocery shopping, you often catch funny, nostalgic retellings of moments from events like the summer solstice festival.
>Stories about how Fluttershy hit the dunk tank target dead center and spent fifteen minutes apologizing to the pony in the dunk tank, or how Pinkie Pie broke the all-time apple bobbing record that Granny Smith had held for decades.
>You’d pretend you didn’t care, but when you’re sitting alone in your home at night, your heart aches, wishing it could have been there to witness those stories be written into the history of Ponyville.
>That’s why you’re here.
>You want to make memories.
>But as you stand just outside the perimeter of the festival grounds, you wonder how exactly it is you go about making these memories.
>They’re so spontaneous, it depends on being in the right place at the right time.
>This would be so much easier if you had friends…
>...But this is a good way to make friends, right?
>Everypony’s in a good mood, surely they’d be looking to make a new friend or two.
>And worst comes to worst, you can fall back on Pinkie.
>Maybe her high-energy everything is just a matter of getting used to her.
>Okay, here we go.
>Onward towards making friends and memories-
>”Excuse me?”
>You turn to face the source of the feminine voice to find somepony you’ve never seen before.
>She’s a pegasus with a cream colored body, ruby colored eyes, and a mane colored like the sunrise.
>”Would you happen to know where Sugarcube Corner’s stand is set up? I’ve been looking forward to their cakes all week!” She asks you.

>>42355235
“Uh…”
>You glance at the festival grounds, then back at her.
“...No, this is actually kind of my… first time coming…” You sheepishly admit.
>”Oh, how exciting!” The mystery mare beams. “We can explore this festival together!”
>Looks like this ‘making friends’ thing is easier than you thought.
“Uh… sure!” You agree.
>The mystery mare smiles and claps her forehooves together.
>”Oh! Where are my manners? My name is, ah, Sunny Skies! And who might you be, if you don’t mind me asking?” She asks you.
>Weird, it kind of seems like she almost forgot what her own name was.
>You’re probably reading too much into it, you’ve spilled your fair share of spaghetti when introducing yourself in the past.
“Uh, my name’s Anonymous.” You introduce yourself, keeping your spaghetti in your pockets.
>”What a lovely name! It’s a pleasure to meet you, Anonymous!” Sunny Skies compliments you.
>You gently blush at the compliment, averting your eyes towards the ground.
“Y-You too…”
>There goes the spaghetti.
>Sunny giggles at your response.
>”Why, thank you! It’s so nice to see the citizens of Ponyville so welcoming.”
>Huh, looks like you didn’t completely ruin the moment.
>”But let’s not delay any further, let’s go find those cakes!”
>Sunny Skies skips ahead of you, prompting you to hastily make pace with her.
>As the two of you walk together, you’re quickly confronted by how big of a deal this festival is.
>It looks like the entirety of Ponyville has come out to enjoy the summer solstice festival.
>Little fillies and colts run about around your hooves, groups of ponies wait in one of the many lines for the delicious foods that tempt you to join the lines with their enchanting scent, and more than a few ponies looking just as confused as you, trying to find where they’re trying to go.
>It’s… overwhelming.
>It’s so crowded.
>You have to be careful with every step you take.
>Everypony’s talking so loudly, you can barely hear yourself think.
>You’re constantly bumping into somepony or stumbling over a small rock or somepony’s hoof.
>You try peering past them to see if you can find the stand Mr. and Mrs. Cake have set up, but you’re fighting an ocean of ponies.
>This isn’t swimming upstream, this is trying to keep your head above the water.
>”Anonymous? Are you alright?” You manage to hear Sunny Skies ask you.
>You would answer her, but with all the townsfolk all around you make that impossible.
>Sunny finds an opening in the crowd and drags you off to the side, in between two meager looking stands.
>Finally, you’re able to breathe.
“Thanks, Sunny. I guess I’m not as built for crowds as I thought I was.” You admit, your voice tinged with shame.
>”That’s alright! Socialization like that can take a lot of getting used to!” Sunny comforts you.
“Yeah, no kidding…”

>>42355237
>”...Say, perhaps we could meet up with some other friends of yours! I’m sure that finding our way around will be much easier as a larger group!” Sunny tries to suggest.
>Other friends.
>Ha.
>Turns out it’s pretty hard to make new friends without making yourself look like a loser.
“Uh… I kinda don’t have… ‘other’ friends…” You admit.
>Sunny gasps in shock.
>”How could that be? You seem perfectly decent to me!” She asks you, rather intensely.
>You shrink back, feeling more embarrassed.
“I dunno, I just don’t really get out much!”
>”Well, that’s terrible! Everypony deserves friends, Anonymous!” Sunny proclaims.
“I know, I know! That’s kinda what I’m out here today!” You say defensively.
>Sunny face brightens up.
>”That’s delightful to hear! Taking that first step is often the hardest step of all, and I’m very proud of the effort you’ve put in thus far! You’ll have plenty of friends soon enough, I’m positive!” Sunny says, heaping praise onto you.
>Geez, this mare sure is intense when it comes to friends.
>”And it seems to me, you’ve already made one new friend.” She giggles.
>Her smile sure is infectious.
>A smile finds its way onto your face as well as you join in on her little giggle.
“Hehe, yeah, I guess so.” You admit.
>But lingering next to the moment with a bad case of hover-hoof is the fact that you don’t really know anything about her.
>You should do something about that.
“...Say, what’s your story, Sunny Skies? What brings you all the way to Ponyville?” You ask her.
>Her eyes widen a little at your question.
>Why, you have trouble deciphering.
>”Ah, yes! I’m visiting from Canterlot for the weekend. It’s lovely there, but I often find myself yearning for the quiet, simple life that a small town like Ponyville can offer. Canterlot types can be so… stuffy.” Sunny answers you, with a tone that sounds like she’s admitting a secret.
>You don’t know why, anypony in Ponyville would say that Canterlot folk are snobby rich jerks.
>”Ponyville just seems so full of… adventure, I suppose!”
“Between Nightmare Moon’s show-stopping return and the town being terrorized by a rampaging horde of Pinkie Pie clones, that’s certainly one word you could use.” You dryly remark.
>Sunny Skies bursts into a fit of laughter at your response, even needing to take a moment to catch her breath and collect herself.
>She laughs more than you’d expect anypony to at a little comment like the one you just made.
“Heh, calm down, Sunny, it wasn’t THAT funny.” You say to her with a small giggle.
>”Oh, I know, but it’s been far too long since I’ve gotten to enjoy a conversation like this.” She admits with small giggles peppered throughout.
>You can’t help but giggle along with her.
>It feels really nice to let your guard down like this.
>This whole “making friends” thing really is long overdue.
>And Sunny’s got such a pretty smile, too…

>>42355242
Ponepaste link here: https://ponepaste.org/11210

>>42355246
Utter rubbish.

>>42355246
>>42355260
samefag

>>42355246
This was a very good start. I'm definitely hoping to see more.

>>42355260
its chewsday innit lad

>>42355246
Great start to the paste Cosmic, very lovely!

>>42355246
>>42355260
differentfag

>>42355242
>anon cheating on fluttershy
HERESY

Don't feed the obvious shitposter, guys.

>>42355246
this is really awesome I cant wait for more

>>42354597
>our own version of lee
Can someone inform me on what this means?

>>42356328
Lee is a person who's been on 4chan since iirc 2013 and every time there would be a pony image, even if it's just barely related, he would respond with "kys" with the image of comparing MLP to barney, also constantly shitting up threads that have it too. He's been doing it for over a decade now

Anyways i just make that comparison because you have this one tard that keeps spamming a link to the PTFG thread any time an anonfilly/anonstallion thread is made

>>42355246
Nice, Celestia Sunny is so cute!

>>42321950
>>42322884
>>42324836
>>42328543

>You looked up and tried to return the favor, but her snootle was too high up for you to reach.
>She let out a soft giggle before bending down again.
>Her lips parted as they met yours.
>Her tongue pushed into your mouth, deep and deeper.
“Hrrglk!”
>You gagged as it pushed down your throat.
>And panicked as you realized you couldn’t breathe!
“Mmhm!”
>She pulled out, letting her freaky long tongue hang free as she stared at you with her slit eyes.
>You gasped for breath and wiped the tears of panic off your cheeks as she slowly pulled her tongue back into her mouth.
>”Tasty.”
>Her lips curled into a sly smile.
>”But not very nourishing. Come.”
>You coughed gagged as she spun around and headed for the door.
“Could have warned me.”
>She glanced back, rolled her eyes, and pushed the door open.

>She’d set up dinner for you.
>And not just any dinner.
>There were two plates on opposite sides of the table with a lit candle between them.
>“I apologize if it is a little overcooked. It took longer to find you than I expected.”
>Nightmare’s horn lit up as she lifted two pots off the stove, setting one on the table and pouring the contents of the others into a strain.
>Spaghetti, lots of it.
>And she didn’t spill any!
“Um, where’s Sassy? Is she OK?”
>She dumped the spaghetti back in the pot and placed it next to the other one on the table.
>”She’s resting downstairs. We visited the kitchen for some supplies earlier.”
>Pulling back chairs on both sides, she flashed you a smile and pointed at one.
>So she was safe and they hadn’t made any progress in the vault.
“Why, thank you!”
>You hopped onto the chair she pointed at.
>”But of course, love!”
>She pulled her own chair back and swung her impressive rear around to plant it down, but stopped just short.
>”Ah!”
>Her horn lit up as one of the cabinets swung open and a bottle of wine floated out.
>”Almost forgot.”
>It was a very fancy bottle with thick gold lettering and a date almost ten years back.

>It was…
>Not bad for something made of tomatoes, onions, and eggplant.
>And spices of course.
“This is really tasty.”
>Nightmare’s ears perked up.
>She turned to look to the side and batted a hoof at the air between you.
>”Naaw, it’s nothing. I asked Sassy to show me a recipe.”
>She then moved the hoof to cover her snootle while she levitated her wine glass up for a sip.
“No, I mean it. How’d you do it? Is it the spices?”
>Her ears twitched as a hint of red rose to her cheeks.
>”Well I added a pinch of chili, some garlic, onions sauce, basil…”
>You thought you heard her mumble something else.
“What was that last one?”
>Her cheeks flushed bright red.
>She chugged the rest of her wine in one go.
>”Ahem! Um, how have you been? You have been too far away a lot lately. What are you doing over on the other side?”
>Her magic tingled in the air as she floated the wine bottle to refill her glass, careful to avoid meeting your eyes.

What would you like to do?

>>42357135
>Her lips parted as they met yours.
Nice.

>She pulled out, letting her freaky long tongue hang free as she stared at you with her slit eyes.
Sickening, but tell me more.

>And she didn’t spill any!
Yet.

>“Um, where’s Sassy? Is she OK?”
She's the meatballs, isn't she?

>She chugged the rest of her wine in one go.
Someone's raging to go.

>What would you like to do?
Give her space and be cordial. You know. Don't spill the nuggies.

Captcha: RAW28X

>>42357135
Oh yeah Nightmare Moon doing a passionate deep mouth tongue kissing with Kirin Anon that was sexy hot he seems actually like it especially it shows she misses him so much she wanted to make their reunion special I really hope we get to see these two have sex together in Nightmare Moon's bedroom after they're done eating dinner the suspense is killing me with all this waiting so long to see Kirin Anon making intimacy lewd love with a Mare he likes/loves already.

Apologies if we worried her and tell her he was busy exploring the land on the other side for any signs of anything odd or weird there that can help them solve their magical reality crisis problem along with locating any other pony survivors who may have been trapped in his dark side of reality. Furthermore, mention that he founded an abandoned village with all its homes and furnitures still intact with no damages whatsoever along with a magic talking cat named Violet who scared the living fur off his body when he was trying to investigate the place and find shelter for the night trying to get away from some unknown beast that was hunting him down as his prey.

>>42357135
Hmm the dark alicorn princess is blushing immensely and nervously avoiding eye contact with us she totally put something in the food. The last item she added must probably be some kind of special ingredient or spice that acts as a aphrodisiac to put both of them in the mood for something exciting and sensual. Tease her about the nature of her cooking more and playfully suggest that since she made this meal delicious for the two of them alone maybe he should take a bite out of her just to see how tasty the dark princess really is.

Apologies for the long bout of silence, but the Derpy story is still ongoing and more updates will be posted before next weekend.

>>42357708
No worries about the silence, We'll be waiting for the next update because it's so good!

>>42357708
Looking forward to it, writefriend.

>>42357708
Rarity has a awesome ass

>>42355262
Unlikely

>>42355242
>”Oh, Anonymous! I see Sugarcube Corner’s stand over there! Let’s get going before all the cakes are gone!” Sunny urges you, dragging you along before you can answer.
>The prospect of cake motivates her to almost shove through all the ponies in her way as she makes a beeline to the cake stand, with you in tow.
>You make for a pretty bumpy tag-along.
>While you love yourself a good slice of cake, this Sunny mare goes at it like the slice of cake in her future is the first thing she’s eaten in weeks.
>Yet she moves through the crowd with a certain grace.
>She doesn’t push through anypony, she effortlessly glides through the spaces in between them like a fish swimming in a pond.
>You can’t help but admire it, especially compared to your own attempts to squeeze through the crowd.
>But on the other side of the crowd, Sunny found herself separated from the array of cakes that the folks at Sugarcube Corner had prepared by a line of ponies looking to get some of the cake for themselves.
>”Oh, darn.” Sunny sulked. “Waiting’s always the worst part.”
“Yeah…”
>Judging by the line, you’re gonna be waiting a while.
“But, you know, we could use the time to get to know each other a little better.” You suggest.
>Sunny’s face lights up at the prospect as she turns to you.
>”That’s a very good point! Perhaps we could play a game of some kind!”
“A game, huh?” You ask her.
>”I don’t mean hoofball, we can just ask each other questions!” Sunny clarifies.
>It’ll pass the time better than anything you can think of.
“Alright then, you start.”
>”Hm…” Sunny thinks for a moment.
>”Which of the elements of harmony do you believe you best embody?”
>That’s certainly not what you were expecting her to ask you.
>What kind of answer do you give to something like that?
“Uh…”
>You scratch your chin with your hoof as you think.
>”Anonymous, it’s really not a difficult question. It should be the first thing that comes to your mind!” Sunny giggles.
“My mind’s a complex thing! I’m not impulsive like that!” You jokingly defend yourself.
>This prompts Sunny to laugh louder.
>”It appears to me that your element is laughter!” She deduces.
>You wave off her claim with your hoof.
“I dunno, compared to Pinkie Pie, I’m hardly fit for an open mic night.”
>”Pinkie Pie may bear the element in the defense of Equestria, but the elements of harmony exist within all of us, Anonymous. We all possess the ability to be kind, honest, loyal, generous, and to spread laughter; that’s what makes Equestria such a wonderful land.” She counters your humble assertion.
“Doesn’t that make it a little impossible for me to pin myself down to just ONE element? Like I said, I’m complex like that.” You remark, half-sarcastically.
>Sunny isn’t deterred.
>”It’s a hypothetical question, Anonymous. You could have chosen the element of loyalty for the sake of this matter.”

>>42358385
“But that wouldn’t be very HONEST of me, now, would it?” You slyly rebut.
>Sunny’s a little caught off guard, but she smiles at you.
>”Well played, Anonymous. I believe it’s your turn to ask me a question now.”
“Okay, lemme think…”
>”You seem to do a lot of thinking.” Sunny notes with a sly grin.
>You playfully leer at her, but she speaks up before you can say anything to her.
>“And I’m aware of how complex you are.”
“Here’s a question for you, straight from my complex brain: between Queen Chrysalis, Discord, Nightmare Moon, and King Sombra, who would you most want to have as a roommate?”
>”Oh, that’s easy, Nightmare Moon!” Sunny quickly answers.
>You blink.
“Darn, I was really hoping that would stump you, at least a little.” You admit, earning another giggle from Sunny.
“What makes you so certain that Nightmare Moon would make a good roommate?”
>”It’s simple, really. Nightmare Moon rebelled against her sister because she felt as if her efforts to rule over the night went unappreciated. All she truly needed was an ear to listen and a shoulder to cry on.” Sunny answered matter-of-factly.
>There’s something else in her voice.
>Clarity, understanding.
>She’s thought about this before, it sounds like.
>Granted, everypony’s thought about Princess Luna’s brief stint as Nightmare Moon.
>Her turning a new leaf after threatening to plunge the world into an eternal night affected everypony, after all.
>But still…
>”I just couldn’t see myself getting along with the others. Queen Chrysalis would be so needy, her and her need to feed on love, to say nothing of that hive of hers. King Sombra is far too self absorbed to do something as low as basic chores, and… I think we needn’t say anything about Discord as a roommate.” Sunny continued.
>You chuckle a little.
“I dunno, I think Discord could be pretty handy when it comes to getting the dishes clean. He could just snap his fingers and make them all clean.”
>”Indeed, he COULD, but the Discord I know would sooner turn your entire house to dirty dishes than do one meager chore of his own volition.” Sunny remarked.
>Wait, what?
“The Discord YOU know?” You repeat back to her.
>Sunny freezes in place.
>”Uh… w-what I meant was, uh…”
>”Hey, I got a question for you two: do you wanna move up the line?” A stallion behind you and Sunny impatiently asks you.
>You glance ahead to find a sizeable gap between you and the ponies standing exchanging their bits for some cake.
“Uh, yeah, sorry.” You clumsily apologize as you and Sunny shuffle forward.
>This conversation’s gonna be continued later.
>If Sunny’s got some kind of history with Discord, she’s a more interesting character than you first pegged her as.
>”Thank you for your patronage, enjoy the summer solstice!” Mrs. Cake bids farewell to the couple in front of you, inviting you and Sunny forward.

>>42358387
>”Now, what would you two like?” Mr. Cake asks you after placing the bits he received in the register.
>Behind the makeshift counter is an array of cakes protected with transparent covers, each a different flavor and each with a different amount left.
>”I would like a slice of red velvet, please.” Sunny politely requests, clearly having thought about her answer beforehand.
>Maybe that should’ve been a question you discussed together.
>”Alright then, now what would you like, sir?” Mr. Cake turns to you as Mrs. Cake retrieves one of the slices of red velvet cake for Sunny.
>So many colors, so many flavors.
>Darn it, you can never perform well under pressure.
>The line behind you gets more annoyed with each passing second, act fast!
“I’ll, uh, have what she’s having.” You answer as confidently as you can muster.
>”Well, I’m sorry to say, but she got the last slice.” Mr. Cake informs you, motioning to the empty display case.
>Of course.
>The line behind you gets a little more impatient.
“Oh, shoot, uh…”
>”Noooooo he didn’t!” A familiar voice interjects.
>Pinkie Pie soon reveals herself, carrying a display case holding a freshly baked red velvet cake.
>”He got here just in time!” Pinkie beams.
>”Ah, well, there we go.” Mr. Cake says before cutting a slice of the cake and presenting it to you.
“Thank you, Pinkie.” You say to her, relieved to have been spared any further social tension.
>”No problemo, Anonymo!” Pinkie giggles.
>”Your total comes to six bits.” Mrs. Cake informs you and Sunny as Pinkie rearranges the cake displays.
“I’ve got it right here…” You say to her, reaching into your bag and producing the bits for payment.
>”Are you sure, Anonymous? I wouldn’t mind paying.” Sunny tries to offer, but you shake your head.
“Nah, it’s fine.” You reply, passing the bits over to Mrs. Cake before Sunny can protest some more.
>”Saaaaaay…” Pinkie speaks up again, leering at Sunny.
>”Don’t I know you from somewhere?”
>Sunny takes a step backward and nervously laughs, avoiding eye contact.
>”Well, I can’t imagine so…” Sunny answers.
>”Hmmm… I’m sure I’ve seen you before somewhere!” Pinkie insists, leering even closer at Sunny.
>A moment of tense silence passes.
>”Oh, well! Must be just my imagination!” Pinkie disarms herself, backing off.
>Sunny breathes a sigh of relief and takes her slice of cake.
>”You two enjoy your sweets!” Pinkie wishes to you and Sunny before she bounces off, presumably to attend to more cake related matters.
>”Thank you, we will!” Sunny says to her before she disappears over the hills.
>You hastily move out of the way of the ponies behind you with your cake carefully held on the plate given to you.
>Sunny walks alongside you, but she’s having a little more trouble balancing the plate with her mouth.
>The crowds are still packing the festival.

>>42358392
“Maybe we should step out of the way and eat the cake somewhere safer?” You suggest to Sunny after setting your plate of cake aside.
>”Yesh, that shounds like a good idea.” Sunny agrees through the plate being held in her mouth.
>But when Sunny tries to move through the crowd to join you, she stumbles over a small rock on the ground and falls forward, ending up on the ground with her face smashed into her slice of cake.
>A few of the ponies surrounding you two noticed this and laughed amongst themselves at Sunny’s expense.
>Sunny looks down at the ground with her face covered in bits of cake, visibly humiliated.
>”Forget how to use your hooves, feather-brain?” A snooty unicorn mare mockingly asks her.
“Hey, back off.” You immediately say to the unicorn, stepping forward.
>It’s difficult to say who was more surprised by this act: her, or you.
>You’ve never shown this kind of backbone when it came to standing up for yourself, but your defense of Sunny was so immediate.
>”Pfft, what, are you her boyfriend, or something?” She asks you.
“Why, you jealous?” You shoot back at her, inviting a few “Ooh”s from the small crowd surrounding the three of you.
>The unicorn takes a step back with a sour look on her face.
>”You wish, loser.” She retorts right before turning around and marching off before you could subject her to another one of your witty remarks.
>The crowd disperses soon after, leaving you alone with Sunny, still on the ground her face still a mess.
>Sunny gets back up and cleans the bits of cake off her face, but sadly looks down at the ruined plate that once held the cake she was looking forward to enjoying.
>The sight pulls at your heartstrings, enough to make you want to help.
“...You can have my cake, if you want.” You offer.
>Sunny shakes her head, forcing a weak smile.
>”Oh, thank you, but I couldn’t ask you for that…”
“Well, good thing you’re not asking.” You remind her with a small smile, pushing your slice of cake towards her.
>Sunny remains visibly conflicted.
>”But…”
“Sunny, I live here. If I want some red velvet cake, I can just go to Sugarcube Corner and get some. This is your vacation from Canterlot, you deserve to enjoy your time here.” You insist.
>Sunny looks up at you with a lot of emotion in her eyes before she lets herself look at the slice of cake you offered her.
>She gets back onto her hooves and carefully takes the cake, placing it safely beside her.
>Sunny looks at you with a wide smile and a faint blush on her cheeks.
>”...Thank you, Anonymous.” She softly says to you.

>>42358395
Great update, Anon's obliviousness to disguised Celestia's revealing comments because of how he doesn't have a friend beforehand and likely will just chalk most of it off as a canterlot thing makes me giggle.

>>42358392
>her answer beforehand
should be beforehoof
>>42358395
>boyfriend
change to coltfriend
I'm loving the green, can't wait to see what happens when her identity's inevitably revealed!

>>42358395
>it's Celestia
this green is slowly turning to gold

What anonstallion fics do you read, Anons of this thread?

>>42358395
Im really liking this! Giving Celestia cake is a surefire way to her heart.
>>42359278
Literally all of them.

>>42358395
Oooh this has grasped my interest and I will keep on reading

>>42359278
I'm currently re-reading the Long and Short of it to refresh my memory for the up and incoming chapters.

>>42319691
This is an NPC thread.

>>42360800
It is. I for one am a non paying character.

>>42360842
Are you a shop NPC? I'd like to buy some spells and some wares since I suppose unicorns may need some spell scrolls to see how to use said magic spell.

>>42362229
Sorry, shop machine broke.

>>42362431
Damn.. I'll guess I'll go to the next one to see if they have the goods.

>>42358395
Very kino I want to see more please

>>42357954
Of course she does, what else would her ass be other than the most prettiest?

>>42354287
-we go!

>>42356328
>he doesn't know

>>42357954
Years of fashion do that to you.

>>42357954
Very much so.

>>42358878
This scene will never not be heart melting. The prancing is cute beyond compare.

>>42359278
I've read most I could find, I'm sure there could be a few hidden in fimfic but it's quite hard to find the diamond in the rough in that site.

>>42360800
>Yes
>No (Later Yes)
>Maybe (Yes)
>Sarcasm (Yes)

>>42366913

>>42357708
Glad to hear it's still ongoing because I was wondering about that derpy green recently in my mind and decided to check for updates

>>42357954
You don't say!

>>42367658
That eye shadow is dangerously lewd.

>>42368000
Eye-shadow tends to be /very/ lewd.

>>42368126
Every time.

>>42368126
Would.

>>42368126
Already had.

>>42368126
That mare is pulling at my heartstrings.

>>42367658
Bouncing rara gif, nice...

>>42368126
too lewd

>ponepaste doesn't allow deletions
FUCK YOU PONEPASTE SITE OWNER

>>42369932
You can set a paste to private if you want it "gone"

>>42369932
Cry lol

>>42369932
We all just have to love with our mistakes. At least you didn't set it to public as a guest post

>>42369932
Kek, what are you so embarrassed about?

>>42370026
>We all just have to love with our mistakes.
The world would be a better place if people learned this lesson.

>>42370087
Most people sadly don't learn lessons.

>>42370087
If people learned lessons we'd be in a better place with a stronger economy and community but alas, corruption and evil ruins this world.

where the writefags at

>>42370926
I'll write more tonight, hopefully I'll have an update posted tonight too

>>42369932
What'cha make?

>>42367658
Cute rarity gif

>>42371034
hype!

>>42371034
Nice!

>>42373518
My desire to write is currently in an ongoing battle with my desire to play Ghost of Tsushima
Pics like this remind me what the name of the game is

>>42373549
Yeah, it's Ghost of Tsushima, you have it written right there.

>>42373549
>Anonymous, but he's in Neighpone and it's NOTHING like his Japanese animes.

>>42370926
Visiting friends abroad.

>>42369932
>Didn't reveal his power level
Come on, Anon. Own up to it.

>>42374231
Never.

>>42374275
Low t.

>>42373518
Heavenly scene here.

>>42288758 (OP)
ponepaste.org/5275 (star trek + dazzlings)

>>42375667
>star trek
Nice.
>dazzlings
Ruined.

>>42369932
>create something amazing in the pony fandom
>everyone loves it
>2-10 years later guy deletes it to be "professional" or something
every single fucking time, why do artists fucking do this?
fucking die

>>42375933
because the advertisers want us to be clean and family-friendly while simultaneously secretly funding the most degenerate slop known to man.

>>42369932
Skill issue.
>Expiry: View Once
>Open the paste
>Refresh the page

>>42375667
unf nice paste

>>42375933
Monkey paw level bragain,

>>42288758 (OP)
Anyone have a "stallions/colts" version instead?

>>42376938
Err, what do you mean by that? Are you looking for anoncolt pastes/greens?

>>42376395
>advertiserer
I don't think Ponepaste has any of those.

>>42377198
No, he wants a gay version of the OP pic.

>>42376395
>ponepaste
>having any outside investment from advertisers
lol, lmao even

>>42369932
Release the Anon files, now!

>>42378731
Don't make me send Epstein's assassins after (You).

>>42378881
>he saved one of my gens
And I even stopped going to the AI threads since they're so full of garbage and pointless arguing between two schizos or two personas of one schizo.

>>42373518
So adorable, love this pic.

>>42378881
I hereby proclaim that I'm not suicidal and that my heart is in decent shape. Just for the record.

>>42379665
"...?"
>What's that? You want to know why Anon isn't in his cell anymore?
"..."
>Erm, he...uh, m-moved out of town! Yes that's right!
"...?"
>We released him on good behavior, he learned his lesson though a catchy song, and moved to another city to turn over a new leaf!
"..."
>You found...green remains in his cell? That's preposterous!
"..."
>Note to self, fire the cleanup crew.
"!?!"
>Oh nothing!

>>42379719
This reads as if you're a detective in some sort of VN tasked with investigating the case of the missing faggot

>>42379729
Anon's disappeared from the public eye after uncovering the notorious Pony Papers. It's up to (You), an esteemed member the Faggot Police to discover the truth among this ocean of political lies.

>>42288758 (OP)
ponepaste.org/10019 (yandere moondancer)

>when Anon calls you cute

>>42358395
“Of course, Sunny. What are friends for, right?” You say to her with a smile.
>You ignore the small rumbling in your stomach.
>You’ll get something to eat later.
>Sunny giggles lightly at your comment, delicately handling the plate with her wings.
>She leans down and takes a bite from the cake, invoking a very pleasant reaction from within her.
>Sunny’s entire body relaxes as she sighs contentedly, but this tranquility is quickly shown the door when she almost ravenously consumes the rest of the cake.
>In the blink of an eye, the disposable plate is completely free of any evidence that a slice of cake ever touched it.
>Sunny wipes the remaining crumbs off her face with one of her wings, but she freezes when she makes eye contact with you.
>”Eheh, sorry you had to see that…” She awkwardly laughs.
“Hey, don’t worry, I’m sure as heck not one to judge.” You assure her with a bit of a laugh.
>”I’ve just been missing a cake like this for so long that I…”
>Sunny’s smile vanishes from her face, replaced by an exhausted, sad look.
>”...I haven’t been fully honest with you, Anonymous. I…”
>She sighs.
>”...I, too, came here to make friends…”
>This admission really catches you off guard.
>How could a mare like Sunny have trouble making friends?
>She’s more familiar with the elements of harmony than anypony else you know, and she’s been nothing but friendly and outgoing since you met her earlier today.
“Really?” You ask her, trying to sum up your thoughts on the matter into one word.
>”Canterlot is so… life in Canterlot is a terribly isolating experience.” Sunny admits.
>”There’s always an expectation for you to maintain a certain image of yourself at all times. Even in casual situations, like after work, you’re always expected to stay dignified.”
>Sunny’s body sinks a little more.
>”Lately I’ve just been feeling so alone. Like there was nopony I could truly be myself with. Nopony I could… say any of this to.” She laughs weakly.
>”I- I hope I’m not troubling you with any of this-”
“No, no, you’re all good!” You’re quick to assure her.
>This comforts her a little, though Sunny’s still down in the dumps.
“...I hope what just happened with that unicorn didn’t sour you on Ponyville.”
>Sunny, again, gives you a sad laugh.
>”Don’t worry, it didn’t. To be truthful, I appreciated her openness, in a way. Canterlot citizens would behave the same if they weren’t so worried about their image…”
>”Besides, she was just one pony. I’ve already met some wonderful citizens of Ponyville, like Pinkie Pie, Mr. and Mrs. Cake, and you.” Sunny smiles at you more brightly.
>You can’t help but smile back at her.
“Thank you, Sunny.” You graciously say to her.

>>42380389
“And, yeah, I know what you mean. I’ve never liked how when somepony asks you ‘how are you today’, you’re just expected to say ‘I’m good’ or ‘I’m doing well’, you know?”
>”Oh, gosh, don’t get me started!” Sunny answers, you having gotten her started.
>”There’s nothing I want more than to say ‘My day’s been going horribly because of all these dignitaries I have to meet with, and they’re upset because of a mistake our translator made, and I had to spend the entire evening ensuring that war doesn’t break out because the Saddle Arabians thought we called them dogs, and then I wanted nothing more than to just have a nice slice of cake before bed, but then my sister got to it before me, and…ugh!”
>Then Sunny catches herself.
>She shakily exhales and laughs.
>”...So, in short terms, yes, I know exactly what you mean.”
>That’s a lot to take in.
>Sunny meets with ponies from the Saddle Arabian government?
>On top of having some personal experience dealing with Discord?
>...Who is she?
>Your thoughts must have been visible, because Sunny’s face turns remorseful.
>”I’m sorry, I’m rambling too much, aren’t I?”
“No, it’s not that.” You say to her.
“You just… surprise me, is all.”
>Sunny chuckles knowingly.
>”I wish I could just sit here and spill my whole life story to you, but… the nature of my work demands confidentiality, I’m sure you can understand.”
“Working with the Saddle Arabian government? I can only imagine…”
>Sunny takes a step closer to you.
>”But, if you don’t mind, I’d rather not talk about work for now.”
>She makes a good point.
>If this is her time away from her life in Canterlot, you shouldn’t be bugging her for details about that.
“You’re right, I’m sorry.” You apologize.
>”It’s alright, Anonymous! No harm has been done, let’s focus on enjoying ourselves here today, okay?”
>You nod at her with a smile.
“Okay.”
>Sunny perks right back up.
>”Wonderful! Let’s go exploring!”
>With that, Sunny leads you back into the moving mass of ponies in search of something fun for you both to do.
>You find it remarkably easier to move through the crowd with Sunny in front of you.
>It’s like she’s parting the waters of an ocean to make a path for you.
>She moves with such grace and purpose.
>Her Canterlot life is good for one thing, it seems.
>As you walk alongside her, you see so many things you feel like you’re seeing for the first time.
>Who knew Ponyville had so many citizens?
>Everypony except you, it seems.
>There’s a stand for candy shaped like the sun, a stand selling sun-themed flower arrangements, a little stand for ponies to take photos sticking their heads through a wooden standee.
>”You there!” One particularly confident voice calls out.
>You and Sunny turn to the source of this voice, finding a stallion standing in front of a stack of cans pointing a cane directly at you.

>>42380392
>”You look like a strong, young stallion! Care to give this game a shot? Five bits for three throws! Knock all the cans down and you’ll walk away with any of these fine prizes that you want!”
>The stallion motions above him to an array of massive plush animals in a variety of species.
>”I’m sure your lady friend here would fall head over hooves for you if you won her one of these!” The stallion egged you on with a sly wink.
>”Anonymous, you really don’t need to impress me with any extravagant gifts.” Sunny assures you, but your eyes linger on the prizes on display.
>You feel like you really want to win Sunny one of those plushes.
>Really give her something she can keep in her fancy home in Canterlot as a souvenir for the good time she had in Ponyville.
>Something she can remember you by.
“...Alright, I’m game.” You confidently say to the stallion, forking over the bits.
>”Excellent!” The stallion beamed, quickly taking the bits and placing five well-worn balls before you and stepping aside to give you a clean shot at the stack of six cans.
>It’s like five feet away from you, you’ve got this.
>Sunny watches anxiously as the stallion running the game continues to smile encouragingly at you.
>You take the first ball in your hoof.
>It feels weird in your hoof.
>Like it’s heavier on one end than the other.
>Whatever, it’s just a ball.
>You shut one eye, wind back, and throw the ball.
>A clean miss.
>”Ooh, tough luck! But you’ve still got two more!” The stallion said in a tone like a game show host’s.
>You gulp.
>You can’t look bad in front of Sunny, you’ve gotta win this for her.
>Ignore that, just throw the ball.
>Hit the cans dead center.
>You grab another ball.
>You close one eye and hold your breath.
>You wind back and throw the ball.
>The ball only grazes the top can.
>”So close! You’ve got one ball left, you better make it count!” The stallion running the game cheekily reminds you.
>Sunny watches you even more anxiously.
>You can feel your heart rate pick up.
>You’ve gotta win this.
>You gotta.
>For her.
>You take the last ball into your hoof.
>You inhale, then exhale.
>You tune out everything around you.
>All that exists is you and the stack of cans.
>You hold your breath.
>You wind up your throw.
>Then you throw the ball.
>The ball sails through the air.
>The ball hits the stack of cans dead center.
>...And the cans don’t budge.
“What!?” You exclaim in shock and frustration.
>”Tough luck, kid! That truly is a… tragic display. But hey, I bet you loosened them! Another five bits and any one of these wonderful prizes could be yours!” The stallion behind the stallion grins at you.
>You now see the venom in his smile.
>Those cans have weights in them keeping them from moving.
>And the balls you threw were intentionally weighted to make them harder to throw.
>You were ripped off.