Another day, another bug thread! We hit the bump limit on the last one, let's keep going /bug/ brosHere in /bug/ we over-feed Queen Chrysalis, go on noir detective styled adventures with changelings, and pretending gaylings don't exist. (It doesn't work.)Some old links:Old Hive Directory: https://ponepaste.org/4223Very Old /bug/ Pastebin: https://poneb.in/PjB4LKgdBuggyCYOA archive: https://ponepaste.org/4086I'll get to working making a new Pastebin directory but in the meantime, post your favorite bug stories, art, and appreciation to the thread!
>>41068242Buggot forgor her tail yet again. No hugs for today.
>>41068242>using the tail-less billy versionBilly is for bully, not love.
>>41068242Would start hive with
>>41068242Previous thread >>40942753
>>41068269>>41068271Fuck.>>41068275Fuck x2, I baked this bread too rushed...
>>41068288You tried to bug, but you buggered it.
Bug streamer
hey guys i have a changeling that is literally me and his name is cotija cheesewhat do you guys think :-)
The /bug/ is dead, long live the /bug/!
>>41068515>breeding
>>41068515He looks lime-scented
>>41068450kek gave me a nice laugh.
I like bugs but im embarassed to post greentexts...I'll probably make something, but does anyone have any suggestions on WHAT I could write about?
>>41068979>>41039582>>41040405 >>41040992>>41041339>>41041507Or Chrysalis using streaming platforms. Something something donate love and I'll turn into your emare for a minute. >>41068450
>>41069053Ooh, seems fun!I'll make something in a little while...
>>41051229>The heat of the grill in tandem with the hot summer sun looked to bake Anon alive, even in the generous shade of the tent.>He picked up a towel lying on a nearby lawn chair as he checked the second of three grills, dabbing his forehead lightly before he opened the lid.>A light haze of smoke billowed out, filtering through numerous slits in the roof above; he inwardly thanked Mayor Mare for her generosity in terms of tent quality.>He grabbed a spatula and turned the patties over, adherent to the time constraint he had set to obtain the most thorough cooking job.>With the batch on its latter half of the process, he set about manning the counter as a wayward family stopped by to see what all the fuss was about.>“What’s all this?” the stallion of the house asked, eyeing the cluster of finished burgers sitting out on the vendor table with a curious smile.>Anon put on the friendliest face he could muster as he gestured to the fruit of his labor.“Veggie burgers! About as close as you can get to the delicacy from my home without any meat.”>His wife’s eyebrows shot up, her attention now thoroughly affixed to them as well.>“They smell wonderful! What are they made with?”“It’s a black bean base, believe it or not. The recipe is a family secret, but it’s one hundred percent vegetarian.”>Anon swept his gaze over the few remaining plates on the table.>The burgers had actually sold somewhat well, which was a pleasant surprise. He wasn’t sure whether or not ponies would take to an imitation dish, simply based on cultural reasons.>The closer he got to the day of the festival, the more he genuinely expected to take a fair bit of it home as leftovers.>In reality, he had just barely been able to keep pace with how many ponies had meandered over to his humble counter.>It wasn’t a whole lot, given that he was the only one in the tent actively cooking, but seeing people genuinely enjoy his dishes helped bring some authenticity to his servicing smile.>Of course, it was mostly the bits that helped that out, but he would never openly admit that.>Thanks to that, though…“If you wanna try one, you can,” Anon offered. “First one’s on the house.”>“Oh, no, we’d be more than happy to pay,” the stallion said.>Anon waved his objections off and scooted a plate toward the trio.“I insist. Consider it a Summer Sun Celebration special.”>The mare’s face lit up with surprise as she looked back and forth between her husband and child.>“What do you think?” she asked, zeroing in on the beaming colt. “Do you wanna try some, Haze?”>He enthusiastically nodded his head, almost toppling himself over. The corners of Anon’s smile crept ever so closer to his ears as he slid one of the plates forward to be received by the stallion’s magic.“Enjoy, you three. Happy Summer Sun Celebration!”
>>41069221>“You as well!” the stallion and mare said in tandem, walking off with their kid to go join the crowd elsewhere.>Anon’s grin slowly slid off of his face, replaced by a creeping apathy as he watched them leave.>He looked down at the vendor table; only four plates left, but the festival was about to reach its apex, so he’d have a bit of a break soon.>The patties on the grill would be his leftovers, then, if it all went the same as it had been.>With a sigh, he re-organized the finished plates horizontally across the front of the table before heading toward the back of the tent.>From within the ingredient storage area, Anon could hear his resident “helper” cursing to herself.>As he proactively lamented the maelstrom he was about to walk in on, he wondered if he could request payment from Twilight for putting up with being what basically amounts to a babysitter.>He deftly parted the curtain to the right, bracing himself for the worst.>Chrysalis, for the most part, had been surprisingly amicable when it came to being delegated to her position readying ingredients. Though she had two left hooves when it came to actually doing it, the relative solitude was something she seemed to enjoy, since Anon only ever interacted with her when he needed more toppings or pre-frozen patties.>All the better for him.>…Is what he would have thought, had he not walked in on a veritable mess of his remaining onions.>On a perfectly sizable table that spanned the length of the back wall, there sat Chrysalis, hunched over a single hastily-peeled one.>Spread across the table, apart from stacks of other toppings here and there, was an ungodly amount of poorly diced sections of the aforementioned vegetable.>On the dirt beneath her rested two or three outright failed attempts to even /begin/ to peel the things, one of them smashed entirely.>Anon did his best to quell his overwhelming frustration, the majority of which was released in a heaving sigh.“…Guess nobody else is having one with onions.”>Chrysalis spun around, indignation dragging the center of her brow downward.>“Perhaps they would, if you incompetent despots would let me use my magic,” she spat.>Anon chuffed, amused at her bargain.“No sell. Earth ponies and pegasi get on just fine, and so will you.”>He checked his pocket watch as his assistant glared a hole through his head.“Besides, the main event is about to start. We can take a break for now, there won’t be anyone coming to the tent until it’s over.”>“A bit odd to offer a reprieve to your nemesis, creature,” Chrysalis jabbed with a contorted grin.>Anon frowned in contempt as he pocketed his timepiece once more.“You’re not my ‘nemesis,’ you’re just something I need to deal with for another few hours. Do you want a break, or not?”
>>41069226>The onion in her hoof rolled off and thudded against the tabletop, rolling indiscriminately for a moment before it came to a halt next to the unsliced pickles.>“I suppose a reprieve from this dull task would be nice.”>The former queen rose to her hooves with an air of reluctance, despite having sounded like she was quietly fighting for her life naught but five seconds earlier.>Anon, inwardly smirking at her unwarranted pride, walked to the opposite end of the room and opened a second cooler, still full of drinks despite the later time of day.“You don’t eat, but I’m guessing you still need water?”>“So he /does/ possess a brain,” Chrysalis chided. “Or what’s left of one.”>Anon’s eyebrow climbed high, a smirk held fast on his features.“Hold onto that wit, changeling,” he said, mimicking her disrespect for him. “That's all you have left, now.”>He dug around in the ice chest for a few moments before settling on two bottles of water for now, preemptively opening hers. Not out of kindness, mind you; he simply didn’t feel like being drenched when she inevitably crushed the thing with her unwieldy hooves.>“You mock the loss of my Hive, do you?” she asked, her malicious voice reaching out with curled fingers. “Count yourself lucky that I’m beholden to the whims of that ‘princess’ of yours.”>Anon knew he could draw the exchange out, rib her until she finally lost control and was locked away or turned to stone, but he didn’t.>As much as he would’ve loved to have been shriven clean of the tyrant’s insufferable presence, he truly trusted that Twilight saw something in her that he didn’t. Some hidden sign, an omen of who she /could/ be, tucked away in that black heart of hers.>So he relented, as difficult as it was.“I wouldn’t mock your loss of family, Chrysalis. Just poking fun.”>She said nothing as he handed the bottle over to her, which she took with mild difficulty.>From outside, cheers erupted from across the fairgrounds - the ceremony had started.>Anon started making his way out into the vendor area, but looked back as he crossed the threshold.“You can come sit out here, if you want.”>Chrysalis, mid-swig, regarded him with a simple, subtle nod of her head, beads of water trailing down the sides of her maw from the sudden motion.>Not bothering to wait for her, he trod out to the vendor table again, where he took a seat in his plastic chair.>Across the field, what looked like the entire population of Ponyville was out in force, surrounding the stage that Twilight and Mayor Mare had no doubt meticulously planned.>In order to allow for a streamlined clean-up after the invasion, Celestia had chosen to postpone the ceremony until later in the day. It wouldn’t have had quite the same effect as ushering in the morning, but everyone ate it up nonetheless.
>>41069228>From where his tent had been pitched, he had a clear view of the ceremony platform, laden with a myriad of intricate sun-themed decorations and gifts alike.>There, at the apex of the elevated floor, stood Celestia, flanked by a retinue of her guard on each side.>The smile she cast out into the crowd was a declaration of unconditional gratitude and warm regards, and as she spread her wings to their full breadth, the crowd roared in praise.>For them, it was as if she was an embossment to their world; a divine figure, spreading her good works among the fortunate citizens whom she called her own.>“Fools.”>Anon, ripped from his introspection, cast his gaze rightward and found Chrysalis sitting in a chair much like his, eyeing the ceremony with vitriol. She set her water bottle on the table and paced over to where it would all be out of her sight.>“If you all were any more blinded by worship, I might actually feel some modicum of pity for you.”>Anon shuffled in his seat as he watched the crowd undulate, their stamping hooves upon the ground felt even where he rested his feet.>He couldn’t blame them for regarding Celestia the way they did, given all she had done for the world. Hell, he was a fan of hers, too, after the way she treated him when he first arrived.>Some ponies took it way too far, though. Nobody who actually knew her beyond passing words dipped their hooves into that pseudo-religious idolatry, but to many, she was the very reason that the day existed at all.>Mothers would tell their children stories of how their very civilization came to be at the siblings’ behest - stories that had been told thousands of times over, winding back through countless lifetimes.>Anon supposed that the only reason Celestianism hadn’t taken off was because she was still around to stop it from happening.“Are they wrong to see comfort in her?” Anon quietly asked.>Chrysalis exhaled, irritated.>“They see only what they have been told to see for generations.”“And what do /you/ see?”>Chrysalis meandered back to the right of Anon, her scathing glare fixed solely on Celestia as the latter delivered her speech.>“An inept figurehead who denied my Hive the life they deserve.”>The guard nearest to her tensed as his expression broke for a split second, resentment radiating from beneath his armor and turning the air thick.>Anon, having heard his armor shuffle, sought to steer the conversation elsewhere.“Your hive is alright, though, as far as I can tell. The ones who changed, anyway. Is your criticism of her really borne of caution, or of jealousy?”>“Your very inquiry is borne of /ignorance/,” she retorted. “How could a creature who has only known this world for a handful of years - as an Equestrian, no less - possibly understand what’s best for the changeling race?”>Anon paused as Celestia began her ascent, a golden glow illuminating her as she crested toward the clouds.“I can’t.”
>>41069231>“Hm,” she grunted. “As I thought.”>But even so, it wasn’t difficult to see just how much a changeling’s quality of life improved when they had finally decided to give love freely.>Higher still, she climbed; the clouds gave way, a wide berth in her wake so that all below could bear witness.>“And you?” Chrysalis asked. “What do /you/ see when you look at her?”>Anon continued tracking Celestia’s flight.>Finally, in what looked to be the very heavens themselves, she slowed, circling the sun once, twice, three times.>Her silhouette danced across its visage, each minute movement a carefree waltz.>/She was having fun/.>A sudden downturn drove her below the sun, but she swung it around until it put her directly into the path of the heavenly star.>Her speed increased, driving her forward.>Higher.>/Higher/, until ->She took her destined place in front of the light of day, and it refracted off of her, showering the mortals below with radiant benevolence.>The immense crowd erupts into unrestrained cheers, joy aplenty.>Anon squinted, lest his eyes burn out of their sockets.“Just a mare, I think,” he finally answered. “Nothing more, nothing less.”>Chrysalis eyed him up and down, her anger having given way for bewilderment.>Anon met her wavering gaze with straight-faced conviction, assured in his disastrously straightforward analysis of the ruler’s character.>She tutted, breaking eye contact to stare at the ground as she traipsed back over toward the grills.>“How banal.”>A silence took hold of the tent for some time as Celestia slowly descended from her otherworldly perch. As she rejoined the crowd below, Anon felt something tugging at him, though what, he wasn’t sure.>Before he could dive into introspection, though, a nasally, posh Canterlot accent forcefully ripped him into the present.>“Good sir?”>Anon, a look of surprise on his face, set his eyes upon the stallion that had called out to him.>The sunglasses resting upon his snout were circular, with deep blue lenses that appeared almost completely opaque.>His mane was neatly kept in gray, flowing curls, lined along his neck and spilling ever so slightly to the sides.>His light, cream-shaded coat was well-cared for, evident in the subtly wavy patterns and striations of fur on his chest.>The cutie mark resting on his backside, nearly covered up by his wings, was that of an unfurled scroll in a state of tabula rasa.>Anon hadn’t seen the stallion yet. Perhaps he was just a late arrival who forgot to eat beforehand?>‘That’s odd, especially if he’s one of those upper-crust types,’ Anon thought.“How can I help you?” he asked, his customer service face at the ready.
>>41069236>Not a moment after the sentence fell from his mouth, he realized that Chrysalis was still in the front area of the tent. If he saw her, and word got around, there goes the rest of his bits for the day - after all, who the hell would want to buy food that she had touched?>Luckily, from where the stallion was standing, it seemed as if he couldn’t see her.>“My veggie burger was a bit undercooked,” the stallion continued. “And as a result, I’ve unfortunately come down with a hefty stomach ache. As such, I’d appreciate a refund.”>Anon inwardly heaved an unsteady breath, and cursed whatever force bade him suffer.>It was going to be one of /those/.>It seemed as though hustlers were a universal constant, no matter the reality. Thankfully, they’re painfully obvious in Equestria.“I’m sorry, sir,” Anon began as he pointed to the marker board resting on the table. “As per the sign, if you can’t procure proof of purchase via a receipt, then a refund isn’t possible.”>The stallion’s neutral expression sank into irritation.>“I accidentally threw it away, along with the plate. Do I /really/ need a piece of paper to be refunded for my continued pain? My word should be more than enough.”“You do,” Anon reaffirmed. “The sign notating as such has been out here since I set up. Surely you saw it when you purchased the burger?”>“Well…” the stallion stammered. “It wasn’t out when I was here!”“That’s plainly untrue, sir. You can ask the neighboring vendors, and they’ll all answer to the contrary.”>“So, what, then?” the stallion huffed, his frustration deepening. “You’d have me dig through trash to retrieve the blasted thing, is that it?”“I wasn’t suggesting that,” Anon replied, steadfast. “My only assertion is that, without the receipt, I can’t start the refund process.”>Anon’s hopes of a peaceful resolution were dashed when the stallion all but tore the sunglasses off of his face, revealing two irrationally jaded eyes ripping him apart.>“Well, you have some /nerve/, sir!” he began, trying his best to be imposing as he strutted up to the counter. “How /dare/ you swindle me out of my hard-earned bits?”>His raised voice carried easily, and though the dispersing crowd in the distance was largely preoccupied, heads were starting to turn.>Anon, in turn, reinforced his policy once more.“Like I said, sir, if you don’t have a receipt, then I can’t help you. It’s a protective measure for the business.”>“‘Protective measure’ my /flank!/ You’re scamming innocent ponies out of their bits with meals that turn their stomachs sour!”“Sir,” Anon replied, tongue drenched in seething exasperation as he raised his own volume.
>>41069237“I have timed every single batch of my burgers to the letter, and pre-formed the patties so as to ensure that the meat is evenly and completely cooked. Unless you can provide the receipt and burger as evidence to support your claims, then I cannot help you.”>Anon leaned down toward the belligerent pegasus, slowing his speech to a crawling murmur.“You don’t wanna do this. Not over a burger that cost you three bits.”>The stallion falters for a moment before doubling down, stamping his hoof firmly into the growing and blowing at Anon through his nose.>“Of course I do, you freak!” he continues, the insult having done nothing to help Anon’s oncoming fit. “If I don’t have my bits back in the next minute, so help me, I swear I’ll have my legal-”>“Be silent and leave my presence, you swollen-headed hatchling!”>Chrysalis’s booming shout caught Anon off guard as she dashed into view of the pegasus, whose anger was quickly replaced with bowel-voiding fear.>The guards of the tent readied their spears for her to make any sort of move against them, but it never came.>“W-w-wha-”>“Did your Queen stutter?” she interrupted, baring her teeth in the same rage that had terrified the countryside. “Be /gone/! I tire of your insufferable tantrum.”>With a frenzied point of her hoof elsewhere, the stallion took off in a sprint, stumbling as his hooves trembled with every swing of his legs.>Anon didn’t want to look at the crowd, but he forced himself to.>Panicked faces were scattered about, all pointed squarely in his direction. Some ran, some looked around for guards, some even froze in their tracks.>At once, Anon felt the icy burn of shame crawl across his cheeks as he shut his eyes, falling back into his chair.>There went the rest of his profits.>“Celestia’s upper peasantry could use a lesson in etiquette,” Chrysalis spat, her fury cooling as she followed the con artist’s every step with her freakishly acute vision. “I’ve no stomach for entitled brats.”>Anon let his head hit the back of the plastic chair. He opened his eyes to the undulating roof of the tent as he chuckled grimly.“Thanks.”>“I didn’t do it for /you/, creature,” Chrysalis retorted coolly.>He stuck his hand in his pocket, wrapping his fingers tightly around Twilight’s coin as he situated it firmly into his palm.“…I bet you had fun working guys like that over during your invasions.”>To Anon’s surprise, a genuine chuckle found itself bobbing in her throat.>“Oh, you have /no idea/.”https://ponepaste.org/10008
>>41069243Can she tell that the stallion was lying with her emotion senses, or was it just blatantly obvious?
>>41068979Chrysalis raping Twilight Sparkle.
>>41069472she can tell he was trying to scam Anon, but she doesn't see any benefit in letting him know, so she keeps it to herself
>>41069243I hope Chrysalis gets to become the queen of burgers someday. Equestria needs a Burger Queen.I liked Celestia's appearance as well. I'm curious to see if Starlight will show up at some point, since that's another pony Chrysalis really hates. Good upadate, m8.
>>41068242I hate bugs.
>>41070455
>>41070455This anon secretly wants Chrysalis to fill him with eggs.
Do ‘Lings sleep?
>>41071520Yes, very comfortably
>>41071846>source neededhttps://desuarchive.org/mlp/thread/40841719#40862001
>>41071846>bedbug infestation
>>41072133If you were sleeping in the vicinity of a (also sleeping) Changeling and had a wet dream would it affect them?
>>41072914Only if you were dreaming about them
>>41073633I can’t dream about them because my dreams are only black voids. :(
>>41073633those are bedroom eyes? the changeling eye physics are throwing me off
>>41074327>only black voidsThat is a mass of changelings.
>>41074333>those are bedroom eyes?yes they are. time to sleep
Happy Mother's Day to best bug mom
bugmp
>>41069243Great green, anon.
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>>41077511kek
I don't buy the "official" story on why changelings have holes. It seems like a bullshit just-so story.But this is a world of magic. Bullshit just-so stories are how some stuff works.Still, it seems more likely that it is skeletal deformations caused by chronic starvation and malnutrition. But that's kind of a heavy subject for a kid's show to get into.
>>41078243The comic story also says their part trees. Imagine if Celestia's attack just made Chrysalis into a giant because photosynthesis.
>>41078243Official comics' changeling backstory was kinda mehBut the art was nice
>>41079636Probably not how it was intended to be interpreted since it’s a comic for kids but I think it’s most fun and in character for for what she tolled twilight being a lie of half truth just to mess with her.
>>41079840I wish we had actual bugmom in the show
>>41068271>>41068269>>41068242
>>41078243explains why mirror chrysalis doesn’t have holes.
>>41078243I just ignore everything from the comics desu
>>41068271qtqtqt billyfren
>>41068271>Twilight not supplying billy with enough lovethis is criminal somebody call the FPS
>>41081724The implications of this image disturb me
>>41082306It's just partial transformation
>>41082452Shapeshifting only part of your body is fuckin disturbing and weird
>>41083363 tongues and penises most weird you out too
>>41083363Think of it like shapeshifting your entire body into a bug-with-a-connect4-hoof form.
>>41083363>Original filenameI can't remember the last time I posted that.
>>41083614find yourself https://desuarchive.org/mlp/search/filename/2018_1_27_Animated_Changeling_Portrait_2x.gif/
>>41083614I'm too lazy to change your filenames so you're just gonna have to deal
>>41083789I never posted that tiny version though, although the full png is to big for 4chan
>>41083800Why does bug make such a mess?
>>41084194He's just a silly little guy
>>41083375what the hell can your tongue do
>>41083789>>41083800>Reaching for it instead of using his horn Is he stupid?
>>41085219He's low on love?
>>41085219>>41085369Stupid changelings need the MOST love!
>>41085588yeah that explains chrysalis.
>>41087295If I lived in the countryside, I don’t see why not.
I'm working on something for you, bugfuckers.
>>41087768Oh?! Chryssy, is that you?
>>41087768
>>41088593She is staring into our soul.
>https://youtu.be/lJw--8Zr7HQno step on bugsomeone make chrysalis version plox
>>41087996no...>>41088593kek you figured out the next step of my master plan
>>41088593•⩊•
>>41090460deep
>>41090460Couldn't they just.. shapeshift the holes?
>>41090460This says a lot about Changedling society
>>41090460Me in the bottom right
precious billy
>>41090520it’s not the same
Bugmp
>>41093680>multiplayer bugs
>>41094354What vidya would Chrysalis allow?
>>41094834Natural Selection (if you lose to marines you get punished).
>>41094354damn imagine a lan party in the hive
>>41094834Role-playing games? Stealth sims?
>>41094834RTS
>>41094834Chrysalis is in fact a /vee ess tee/ fan.
Chrysalis and ranked: how well will it go?
>>41094834Dating sims.She calls them "virtual training".
bump
>>41096220
>>41098155Bro... theres rules for this board. Now I ain't no snitch but there's plenty of them around here
Ew. That's too ugleh. Not even sexy kind of ugleh.
>>41097190Would Chrysalis cheat at board games?
>>41088872KYS furfag
>>41098284Only if she's playing against ponies.
>>41099730The ultimate revenge
Hey /bug/, can you watch my nymph? I The car is broken and it's going to take about six hours to walk in and back from town. I already fed her, but she'll probably get hungry again before I come back. Oh, be careful with your emotions around her. She'll bite if you get mad or irritated. Good luck!
>>41098223
>>41100816haha cheesewings
>>41100816I'm gonna boop her
>>41101144Wrong, it's clearly polka dot-patterned wings!>>41099206I think Chrysalis would make an EXCELLENT DM. Cunning, underhanded (underhoofed?), good attention to detail, practically knows what players are thinking, but also can be bribed with smoochies, bellyrubs and hoof-holding.Would play with / 10.
Billyfilly
I'm here to share more of the same fetishistic artwork. I've got another piece of the same type in the works with a really interesting pose.
>>41101144
>>41102314haha this anon >>41101144 is bughead now
>>41102314..water you doing....
>>41102314Scrubbing the bug with a toothbrush
>>41101257
>>41103003Now there's a happy bug
>>41103003Hell yeahBuggos can't resist the boop
>>41078243It doesn’t seem realistic that that would be the answer, and it doesn’t explain why any of the new changelings have holesIt’s literally representative of the “hole in their heart” because they were unfulfilled and that’s why they needed to steal love. Their form is indicative of a lot of stuff. Changelings are an artistic visual metaphor diegetically It might also serve physically to lower their body mass since they’re starving, it’s interesting through that the new design kept them so bony looking
Need more souplings
>>41101920Did you commission any other versions or only this one?
>>41081493What a kino pair. I wanna give them both more children
>>41104954I posted this version a few minutes before the other, over in the pregnancy general, and didn't feel like waiting for the cooldown at the time. Here it is.>>41104956Queen Chrysalis can always use more children.
>>41104941I do like that style of Chrysi
>>41103466It's a gesture of affection, so it must be like a little snack for them. Like a doggo treat.
>>41107390
>>41107390I don't know what I'm looking at
>>41108292It's a cock and prostate vibrator I got made to look like Queen ChrysalisAs far as I know, they're the most powerful vibrators on the market and they both feel fantastic>>41108295Exactly ;)https://pomf2.lain.la/f/qfflyiqa.mp4
>>41108317Interesting. Where did you even find such a thing?
>>41102558
>>41108725nobra.de
>>41107390>>41108317I'm confused about how the left one is supposed to workIs it kinda like a fleshlight except open on top (and bottom too), as in you put it between the ridges? Or do you push it through the slit? Why are only the tips vibrating?
>>41108978The whole thing vibrates, it's just hard to see in the video, and the bed was absorbing the vibrations. The left one has two motors (those big cylinders) and you stick your cock between them, with the flaps fitting underneath your glans along the crownThe digital controller hooked up to it allows for varied vibrations between motors, and you can create different wave and milking motions with it, easier to do when its hooked up to the computer though using bluetooth
>>41068242Who is this bug filly and is there a green of fucking her?
>>41110186>Who is this bug filly?It is bug filly.>is there a green of fucking her?Yes. It is the one you will write.
>>41110186No green
Love this granny.
we get it, you vape
>>41111538what flavor?
>>41111874i need to read more....
>>41111874I can really fix her tho
>>41112337She doesn't need fixingShe's just hangry
>>41111874The difference in teeth in this image intrigues me. The right image gives me the desire to put my hand in her mouth and run my fingers over her teeth.
teh best crossover
why she lookin so long?
>>41113864Poor photo editing skills
>>41113864She's at the fun house.
>>41114456
>>41114456>>41115126We love big bug right?
>>41115830https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=4l8r8km7SuI
>>41114456>>41115126>>41115830
>would you still love her?
>>41116238Why is she melting
>>41116283not enough love, turning back into biomass and tree
>>41116238that depends entirely on what the goo tastes like
>>41117391Why is she bathing?
>>41117440Trying to straighten one her back legs.
>>41117990>damned bitch of a mistress makes me wear this outfit when i clean>only when i clean>any other task of me she allows me to shroud myself as any form i wish>but when i do the sweeping and the dusting around the manor she insists on this attire>i should have stayed in the hive....
>i am teh spaaps
>>41119268What kind of work can she do?
>>41119571she is a mare of certain set of abilities
>>41120312>Anon shows up in Equestria>Wow! It's just like the show!>At least, that's what he assumes>He's actually in a much chiller version of Equestria>But the mares all think he's cute when he spergs out about being in pastel pony paradise>They all try to keep up the facade of it being just like the show cuz they love to make him smile>Though, accidents are bound to happen
>>41120922>every major conflict is set up to entertain the hairless ape>all the mares are looking over their shoulders with a smirk to catch a glimpse of anons reaction>hes there out of frame in every scene like discord with a bag of popcorn>they even take him along for adventures outside of ponyville like that one season finale with all the time travel and the one where the b team infiltrates the changeling hive
How do you think Changelings age? It’s been on my mind recently. Assuming a pony ages like a human, would they age faster? Would Chrysalis age differently as a queen type, and if so how old would she be?
>>41121222i like to imagine a regular changeling would age like a bugvery short lifespan(typically)and like a princess alicorn like chrysalis would age like a queen bee(i am too lazy to research that but i imagine it to be more than a regular bee)or maybe they age like trees?do they ever actually address changeling longevity? like in the comics or something?do post reformation changelings age differently than the swiss cheese kind?
>>41121459Worker bees have lifespans ranging from a few weeks to a few months (in particular, workers tend to live through the winter, since food is scarce so this avoids the queen having to lay a ton of eggs before spring). Queens live for a few years IIRC.
>>41121490>Queens live for a few years IIRC.i can only imagine that translates to decades if not hundreds of years if your converting from bee years of longevity to pony-bug-tree creature yearson that note how does the tree thing factor into it?
>what would (you) do with a small chrissy?
>>41121222I go with them not technically having a hard age limit but instead slowly increase magic intake demands until they can't sustain it. And I personally like the thought of Chrysalis being JUST old enough to have a visit from pre-Nightmare Luna, from which she learns critical details of wrangling the feral retards.
>>41121222I think the standard assumption is that changeling drones are somewhat similar to ponies, and that Chrysalis is ageless rather similarly to alicorns.Having drones have shorter lifespans is an interesting idea; making them truly expendable. They'd probably grow up faster, too.However another alternative might be to have the drones be ageless as well, just not particularly durable or magical or powerful (well, perhaps the chitin might make them more physically resillient than your average fleshy pony). I think this depends on their reproductive capabilities; in other words, can drones breed? If so, then you want a flexible population size to be able to take advantage of as much (or as little) love as is available, so a shorter generational cycle would be appropriate. But if not, then asking the queen to go into overdrive egg-laying whenever there's a love surplus might not be feasible; instead, having ageless changelings would mean that more love would cause more births and thus population would grow accordingly, but less love would simply stop new births and the old population would be able to carry on as necessary - only shrinking if and when true starvation set in.
What are the most motherly Chrysalis fics?
>>41124576would love to see how that story panned out
>>41088593Anon, are you the one who made the derpy plushies on Twitter? That Chryssi eye pattern looks familiar…
>>41125831Nope, I'm the one who makes silly edits in paint occasionally. While original pattern was made by him >>41087768
>>41122611There is this one, but I still haven't gotten around to reading it; no idea if it's good. I like the design of her kid, though.
I want one
>>41126119I tried reading this one, but got filtered after the first few pages.It's extremely edgy, Chrysalis is a sadistic cunt, the setting is "Japan, but the humans are changelings", everything is very anthropomorphic (the way they act, not their bodies technically).It's like a Game Of Thrones fanfic in the worst possible way.
>>41125831>Anon, are you the one who made the derpy plushies on Twitter?^:)
>>41126614Do you have what it takes to raise a changeling tho
Bump
>>41127357Bah, how hard could it be?
>>41128020You fool.
>>41128033There's at least 19 there
>>41128020>>41128033man i would die unbelievably fast if i had to deal with like one baby changeling
>>41128710How so?
>>41128020One? Sure. Would probably less expensive than a child or pet.
changeling quartethttps://derpicdn.net/img/view/2023/5/13/3124516.webm
>>41130200Why does the one guy look scared?
If you want to see her with crotchboobs, or really anything down (up) there, you'll need to visit one of the boorus, but here's what I can post in this thread.
Happy Chrysalis Day everybuggy
>>41131918Every day is Chrysalis Day
>>41127856
>>41127357New fantasy of a changeling daughter going through an edgy teenager phase unlocked.
>>41133067>"Ugh. It's not a phase, dad! Mom acts like this all the time!"
>>41133067>>41133473She can hang out with Flurry Heart and do whatever rebellious young princesses do
>>41133410bug armor?
>>41133410>>41134215bug bots
>>41134210>Young changeling queen daughteru that attends normal pony highschool>Every other teenage filly tries to be friends with her just to get closer to Anon, everypony's favorite DILF>Daughteru goes emo to try to stop ponies from approaching her
>>41134891Why would she? She can just suck out all the friendship and gain power.
>>41134938because I've just now decided to headcanon that sucking out love and friendship has some memory reading aspect so daughteru would be forced to see fantasies involving her dad and hormonal teenage fillies
would, "goodnight don't let the bed bugs bite" be offensive to Changelings
>>41133410>>41134215>>41134715
Bump for bug filly cunny
>>41136992Can't believe somebody hasn't lewded her yet
>>41122265
>>41137156bug filly is not for sexual
>>41137955best reply ive come back to a thread for
>>41134938it’s awkward especially knowing your getting it from teens attracted to ya pops
>>41137156I'm fucking pissed, I need C U N N Y NOW!>>41138311
>>41139389Cuuuute!
>>41136992Do not.Billy is pure.
>>41139389If Chrysalis is writing this article, what’s her endgame?
>>41140437Can't you read? She wants your balls.
>>41140437She's trying to win the war of public opinion
bug is for hug
>>41140437She wants somepony to adopt Billy because she's tired of the little shit.
Billy!
>>41142116bug bug gimme dat hug
>>41144280These bugs were made for huggin'And that's just what they'll do
>>41142116Had a dream last night, I don't remember much, but one part was a house full of changelings. I picked one up and hugged him before I woke up. I'm pretty sure it was Thorax.
>>41068580unf
>>41144288Why are their tongues out?
>>41077511i would do anything to get egg'd by chrysalis, i yearn for her ovipositor
>>41087768i love you so much>>41087996>>41084286>>41088376>>41089369>>41099206chrysalis is so cute i can't handle it eeek>>41104941i love when chrysalis has those spiky bug arms, like picrel
>>41135846nothing i love more than robot lings
>>41148963cute hoofa...
:D
>>41149663creepy
>>41149663Hold on, is that SFM?
>>41151002Tags on booru say yes.>>41150276:)
>>41151002Good lighting can make (almost) anything look notshit.
>>41092713i missed the train why are we calling anonling billy?
>>41111874I prefer to think of her instead as a down on her luck villainess who is TOTALLY GONNA TURN HER SCHEMES FOR WORLD DOMINATION AROUND. she just needs to get through this project and save up some wage cage hearts.
>>41122611most of them suck, probably the best one is mirrors image, but that one is ruined by the wierd thing they do with turning blueblood into a villain to drive the conflict of the story. they should have just kept celestia as the main antagonist, especially since it was obvious celestia was actually cursed by bugmoms bugmom
>>41152413>bug + filly = billy
>>41153185
>>41153941I'm 80% sure that's illegal.Bug is gonna go to jail.
>>41155218I really hate the fact that so many fellow bugfags have such degenerate fetishes. I hate even more the fact that I'm no better.
>>41155443Corssover discussion?
>day 124>observations continue as planned, they suspect nothing
>>41155857
>>41157079She's both
>>41155218Extra squishy Chryssi is a good trade
>>41157773>bugthesda
>>41158846Todd Howard would never be a changeling, never!
>>41158227>1484087925788.pngHey, anon, do you know the source for that image or an artist perchance?
My mother bought me this cake for my birthday.I'm 23 years old.
>>41161027
>>41161027What does she think about Chryssi?
>>41161027Very pretty but also looks awful to eat. What was in those popsicles, both the round and flat ones? And what was the actual cake itself, under the frosting?
>>41161027Noice
>>41161042Hard to tell. I didn't talk too much about Chrysalis with her. I think when I had gotten into MLP I explained briefly to her who Chrysalis is but I don't remember what she said back then. She wasn't disgusted, that's for sure. I think she's just neutral. She liked the cake.>>41161070Yeah, it was quite too sweet. Popsicles contain a layer of some sort of jam and a weird brown mass, hard to describe. Round popsicles contain only that mass. Wait, I've still got a few. Will attach a photo. They taste good, kind of like a cupcake. The cake itself was just layers of sponge cake and a layer of strawberry mass and a sweet cream (will send pic of that as well because there is still half of the cake uneaten because it was too big).P̶i̶c̶ r̶e̶l̶ i̶s̶ t̶h̶e̶ i̶n̶s̶i̶d̶e̶ o̶f̶ t̶h̶e̶ r̶o̶u̶n̶d̶ p̶o̶p̶s̶i̶c̶l̶e̶. T̶h̶e̶ s̶a̶m̶e̶ m̶a̶s̶s̶ w̶a̶s̶ i̶n̶ t̶h̶e̶ i̶c̶e̶-̶c̶r̶e̶a̶m̶-̶l̶i̶k̶e̶ o̶n̶e̶s̶.Well, unfortunately my brother ate all the remaining popsicles :(So pic rel is the cake itself.
>>41161227Sounds not too terrible, but the kind of over-sweet quick-n-dirty sponge cake that gets made when the main selling point is the decoration, the primary customer base is expected to be little kids that will happily gobble up pure sweetener, and so the actual cake contents are an afterthought.Honestly still would though.
>>41161227Wait, I thought fourchans doesn't support strikethrough text.Nice cake btw.
>>41161235Well, it's hard to get a custom-made cake that isn't "over-sweet quick-n-dirty sponge cake" (it actually wasn't super over-sweet, just a little). And in this case the main selling point I think was the edible printed Chrysalis (yes, she was delicious).
>>41161249I think it doesn't. I've used this site to generate that text:https://capitalizemytitle.com/strikethrough-text-generator/It uses Unicode modifier characters to do this. Those characters stick and modify the previous character in the string.
>>41161256>Well, it's hard to get a custom-made cake that isn'tYeah for sure.>the edible printed ChrysalisOh dang>(yes, she was delicious)Oh double dang, what was she like? From the photo I assumed it was either just sugar, or edible paper or something.
>>41161256did you eat her flank first?
>>41161256You ate her!?
>>41161266It was edible paper on some rigid sugar mass. I don't know what it's called. She was not too sweet actually. I would say she was sweet just right (pic rel)>>41161268I actually went full mantis mode and I've eaten her head first >:)Besides, biting her flank off would make her structure unstable, if you know what I mean...Nice image BTW>>41161278Yes >:)
>>41161027that is beyond based
>>41161295Damn I wish I could have a Chrysalis cake...
>>41161027ładne ciasto, podziękuj mamie
>>41161496Aren't there any custom cake shops near you?>>41161525Spoko, tak zrobiłem.
she won't partakein any cake
>>41161227>from the outer frosting, expected chocolate and mint>cake is vanilla and strawberryThe changeling is naturally deceptive!
>>41162164Chrysalis on the outside, Cadance on the inside
bug rump
>>41161027that is really fucking sad. I hope things get better for you soon.
>>41122265kick her out for trying to steal my love, everyone knows bugs are incapable of anything but deception.
>>41162906>>41162911I think you clicked a wrong thread here sunboy.
>>41162906>>41162911
>Chrysalis does this at you and acts coy>wat do?
>>41162935Ooga booga!>Steals banana and rapes bug.
>>41162960incredibly based, acquire banan
>>41160670Probably this guyhttps://derpibooru.org/search?q=artist%3Aheretichesh
>>41163428hmm, I don't think the style matches
>>41163428Doubt it. But he had some cute lings hidden in his da. Posted them on twibooru.
This is the first time I've been to /bug/ but I'm curious if anyone has changeling OCs and if they have any unconventional disguises. I have one that takes the form of a cow and runs a beverage company in Vanhoover. Harvest love from happy customers and since she is focused on love over bits she can provide more benefits and a nice work environment for the employees to harvest their love as well.
>>41163812Where does she get the milk from tho
>>41164263Other cows or alternative milk like almonds or coconuts. Also sells soda and other beverages too. Only has 1 pony who knows what she truly is that she's friends with and was discovered after a silly interaction and a Brazilian saying.We have the "Not until pigs fly" or "Not in a million years" but in Brazil they say "Not until the cow coughs" so during a conversation she got nervous and coughed which instantly made the pony suspicious about her true nature since she thought cows couldn't cough and it was such an obscure saying a changeling wouldn't know about it.
>>41068242Here's a billy story.https://www.fimfiction.net/story/559723/the-perfectiest-plan
>>41162935"hey buggo, I like banas too you know. they're great in smoothies especially"
>>41164974>Filly ChryssieOh, I thought billy specifically refers to anon.
>>41163812UNF BIG FAT COW MOMMY SEXOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO
>>41121222I imagine that regular changelings have somewhat shorter lifespans than usual (maybe 60s ish) while queens can live to be a little over a hundred, maybe to 110s.Chrysalis is definitely quite young though. I'd put her at no older than her 30s at the oldest.
>>41165921>Posted here firstNice.
>>41166018bug forgot her keys
>>41166405>Chrysalis is definitely quite young though. I'd put her at no older than her 30s at the oldest.god bugfags are delusional
>>41166018>framed picture of a phone
bug update
>>41167746Damn straight
>>41168622incredible
>>41167746It's the only thing that makes sense. Well unless you really go hard into the bug stuff and make her single digit years old.
>>41148363Living the dream.
>>41168622YO, BRO, WHO GOT YOU SMILIN LIKE THAT!?
Reminder
Hug your buggo
Boop
Snow changelings are the future.
>>41170903>bugs>in the snowI don't think so.
>>41170903It's weird. The changeling base form is meant to be a blank canvas - if you're adding a bunch of features to it, I think it detracts from it. Undisguised changelings are supposed to look unnatural and out of place almost anywhere, to highlight their nature as shapeshifters who have to disguise themselves as other, "real" races in order to fit in.I think it's very nicely ironic if the changelings' base, natural form is actually rigid and unchanging. Their talent is to change, but they have to actually exercise it to get anything, and they can never escape or change away from their own nature.One could of course consider that these are shapeshifted changelings, using a form that helps them deal with the cold, but then why wouldn't they just disguise as e.g. snow ponies? I don't think it's the intention behind the picture, anyway.
bug & bugmare
>BUG DOZER
>>41133410Reminds me of that one video where a guy takes a part a beetle exo-skeleton and puts a bunch of electronics in it.
>>41171620Perhaps established changeling hives encourage biological conformity among drones, but individuals separated from the swarm can develop unique traits. And over generations, hives can diverge from each other as their members adapt to their home environments.That way you can have generic Chrysalis-drones, but also all those colorful OC bugs and also strange things like snowmothlings up in the arctic.
>>41173502No loveYou get the watermelon
>>41174090Why do bugs love watermelon so much?Bats also really like fruit, is it just a black thing?
>>41161027Based IRL bug mom. Cherish relationship with her, Anon. Also happy late birthday.
>>41175533Yes
>>41172114Is that one still unfinished?
Soon.
>>41176881Yeah
>>41177695
>>41176884Sooner than I thought. You can see the resolution file from the boorus.
>>41177790Boy, am I glad you commission so much pregnant chryssi art. Even if we differ slightly in taste, still saves me the trouble of doing it myself
>>41177790>the resolutionThe full resolution, that is.>>41177804I'm glad you like it. I'll eventually get bored of commissioning it, but not anytime soon, it seems.
>>41175533It's a hundred degrees outside, they need something to cool off.
>>41178669bughorse, my beloved...
>>41179841Chrysalis reveals her true form: A sweaty nerd!Is that why her plans are all far-out supervillain plans that wouldn't work? She's a hopeless dorknerd who can't resist geekdom?
This wasn't a commission. I do like when good ideas rub off on others. The quality I most like here is how their faces press against the membrane, showing how tight it must be.
>>41178669Giraffealis
>>41180140congratulations, you have forced a meme
Childhood is thinking she must be 'redeemed' or turned good.Adulthood is submitting to her rule and assisting her in conquering Equestria.
>>41182032I unironically think she's a good leader.
>>41177695>>41177783adorable little thing
>>41182343I think she's a poor leader but has good intentions for her kin.I wouldn't have been surprised if she was put into her position before she was taught properly. Or if she were unable to read at ACW.
>>41182355>Or if she were unable to read at ACWWhat makes you think that?
>>41182440She just gives that impression
>>41182355I'm pretty sure that crown she wears is an amplifier artifact, like the alicorn amulet, that makes her into a superbug, but makes her a ridiculous parody of a changeling.What else explains a race built of subtle deception making plans so easily discovered that, even if successful, would result in short-term gain and massive long-term losses?
>>41182458I want her to read Sun Tzu and/or read it to her
>>41182348Thanks.
>>41182483I think she'd enjoy "The Prince" by Machiavelli more.
>>41183035>"This Makiovelly is a TRUE GENIUS!">"Actually, his work is satirical of bad leaders.">"A GENIUS THAT TELLS IT LIKE IT IS! I SHALL CRUSH EQUESTRIA WITH FEAR!"
Rate my tie /bug/
>>41183999virgin/10
>>411839997/10 for being subtle.
>>41183999>spikybugz w' metal clipsharp
>>41183999Trips of tie
>>41183999snazzy!
>>41183999Where to buy bugtie?
https://ponepaste.org/10008more semi-decent bug green for you all/Two days later…/ >On the half-ruined porch of his humble abode, Ponyville’s resident human, clad in his favorite bathrobe, sat nestled in his rocking chair, his lips set upon a freshly brewed cup of coffee.>It wasn’t quite to his taste, but he didn’t mind; after the renovators finished rebuilding his kitchen, the fact that he could make a cup of coffee at all was something he deeply appreciated.>Against all odds, he’d made enough to actually /make/ that leap, as opposed to simply settling for replacing odds and ends around the house.>No more takeout for Mister Anon, no sirree.>As the steam from the nectar billowed across his brow, he took great comfort in the relative solitude of his lounging.>Ponies gave him a comically wide berth as they traipsed past his house, going about their usual business whenever they’d felt like they had enough room to relax.>As much as it got on his nerves, the short term benefit of not having to greet anyone before he was finished with his morning routine was welcomed quite readily - a boon he capitalized on by leaning his head against the back of his rocker and letting his eyes fall closed.>A deep breath seated itself in his lungs as he felt himself loosen his usually taut stature.>All factors considered, nothing could ruin this moment, his singular facade of peace. Woe betide any who dared to->“Good morning, Anon!”>…Woe betide /most/ who dared to disturb his tranquility.>He picked his head back up, squinting his eyes in the vibrant sunlight.>Twilight stood before him, a warm smile resting upon her face as she waved heartily at him with a free hoof.>Anon grinned back as believably as he could, given that he really did cherish his solitude.>Solitude, shmolitude, though - she was his friend, and he should be happy to see her.“Mornin’, Twi,” he said, clearly his first spoken words of the day. “What brings you all the way to my neck of Ponyville?”>Given that her castle was situated on the other side of town, the question /did/ warrant asking.>“Oh, I just wanted to check on you, is all,” she replied, a bit more timidly than expected.“Making sure I’m not ‘cavorting’ with Chrysalis, huh?” he jested before taking another sip.>She sighed, her features awash with sheepish regret.>“I’m still so sorry about that, Anon. I didn’t think it would get so out of hand, and… well, you know how some of the ponies here can be, I guess.”>Anon stared headlong into his coffee for a moment, grin faltering ever so slightly.“I guess,” he parrots flatly, blinking once or twice before returning to proper form.>Twilight noticed this and grew dour, but didn’t have time to interject before he spoke up again.“I like the quiet, though, so it hasn’t been all that bad. Just wish they didn’t think I was some kind of underling for her, or whatever they’re saying now.”
>>41187474>“I’ll explain everything to everypony at the town hall meeting later,” she reassured him. “Whatever they’re saying, I’m sure it’s all just a big misunderstanding.”>Anon grunted in response, exhaustedly eyeing the noticeably nervous alicorn across from him.>Her gaze seemed to be darting back and forth between innumerable points of interest, flitting back to him every few moments as the silence between them grew tangible.“You alright, Twi? You seem kinda tense for a Sunday morning.”>“Huh? Oh, no, no, no, I’m fine,” she said as she crossed one of her hooves in front of the other. “I just have a lot to do today, is all. Especially after the festival…”>Anon’s eyebrows lifted in thought.“I didn’t even think about all the stuff you’d have to deal with, too. I’m guessing she put a lot on your plate?”>“You’d be correct,” she confirmed with a grim chuckle. “It’s mostly P.R., but I’m not exactly well-versed in dealing with that, you know?”“Don’t I ever,” Anon said, an amused puff of air leaving his nose. “I’d be the least popular princess in history, I think.”>A restrained laugh, robbed of her usual candor, freed itself from her lungs. Though genuine, it was held back by something; of this, Anon felt confident.>His suspicions were all but confirmed when, after a few moments of timid silence, she spoke once more.>“Actually, now that I think about it, I /do/ need to talk to you about something,” Twilight said, each word dancing on eggshells. “Do you have a minute?”>Anon looked left and right, gesturing to his immediate surroundings with open arms.“I happen to have a lot of minutes, actually. What’s up, is something wrong?”>“Not exactly, but I’m just trying to get ahead of it,” she said. “Would you mind if we talked inside?”>Anon frowned as a wave of apprehension rose to his chest.“Yeah, sure,” he placated, rising from his seat.>With stiff movements indicative of his recent awakening, he meandered over to his front door and held it open for her.>She wasted no time in trotting inside, and as he shut the door behind the both of them, she beheld his mostly-redone living room.>While most of the space looked much like it did before her battle with Chrysalis, remnants of the conflict lingered; tools laid about the room in various states of use, most likely left there by the contractors who were working on the restoration.>Exposed insulation here, a patch of ground without flooring there…>For the most part, though, everything looked like it was coming along nicely, apart from the hallway leading to his bedroom, which was still in utter disrepair.>She couldn’t see into his former sanctuary at the time since the door was closed, but if she wasn’t mistaken, it was still open to the elements.>Why Anon hadn’t arranged for it to be one of the first things repaired, she’d never know.
>>41187478“Make yourself at home,” Anon called out as he moved to the kitchen, setting his cup down on the counter. “It’s still a bit drafty in some spots, but they said that would work itself out in a couple of days.”>Rather than follow him into the kitchen, Twilight made her way over to his rather small dining table and pulled out one of the chairs, wasting no time in clambering onto the human-heighted furniture.>Her movements were stiff, borne of apprehension - were they any more strained, one might’ve heard pistons and machinery grinding away beneath her nerve-wracked flesh.“Thirsty?” Anon asked as he threw his refrigerator door wide, placing his coffee within. “I’d ask if you’re hungry, but I haven’t had time to make a grocery trip yet, so we’re both out of luck.”>“I’m fine, no worries,” Twilight replied, syllables falling over each other in her unintentionally frenetic pace.>Anon eyed her with a turn of his head and a raised eyebrow, letting the hefty fridge door fall closed on its own.>They weren’t /that/ close, so he could never truly be sure, but he’d known her long enough to have an inkling of the severity of what was going on in her world.“Alright, let’s get to it,” Anon said, forgoing his tiptoeing. “What’s bugging you?”>The corners of Twilight’s mouth were beset by a grim smirk as Anon crossed the room, pulling out his own chair at the table.>“Your word choice is pretty ironic, considering the situation,” she said, a new gloom hanging overhead.>Anon caught on almost immediately.“Chrysalis?”>She nodded.>“Her outburst at the festival didn’t exactly do her any favors in terms of public opinion. Ponies have even been directly petitioning Princess Celestia to have her imprisoned indefinitely, as opposed to going through the reformation program I’ve been leading.”>A tumultuous uproar of both relief, and then guilt, swelled in the pit of Anon’s stomach.>Relief that, hopefully, she would finally be out of everyone’s hair forever.>He /knew/ Chrysalis should have been locked away; after all of her transgressions against his people, /his home/, he was surprised she wasn’t turned to stone on the spot. That’s what she /deserved/.>But the downtrodden remorse on his friend’s face gave him pause.>…“How many of them signed on?” he asked, unwilling to wrestle with his thoughts for the moment.>“More than enough to have gotten Celestia’s attention. And it’s not just ponies from Ponyville, either; there are a lot of signatures from Canterlot, too.”>Anon’s mind immediately went to the snooty scam artist that had waltzed up to his tent.>Deep in his gut, he felt as if something terribly unfair had happened to his diminutive reputation in Canterlot, but he shrugged it aside for the moment.
>>41187479“What’s going to happen, then?” he asked, paying careful attention to the nuances of Twilight’s expression as his question sat with her. “Did Celestia say anything?”>“We have a meeting scheduled for later today to discuss everything that happened, and explore any possible alternative approaches. She fully supports our efforts, but if this situation reaches any sort of royal committee, I can’t see it ending favorably for Chrysalis…”“And since the petition is gaining traction so fast, you’re running out of time to fix her,” Anon finished for her.>Twilight nodded solemnly once more, but began to hold his gaze with growing determination.>“I know she can change, Anon,” she declared. “I’ve seen flashes of a softer side whenever she talks about her old hive. It’s fleeting, sure, but it’s /there/!”“Twilight, she hates what happened to them.”>“Maybe, but she doesn’t hate /them/.”>Her determination came to a head, and a confident smirk took its place on her features.>“And from the way she was talking about you when she was being escorted back to her holding cell, I don’t think she hates you, either.”>Anon froze, his deeply confused stare reaching across the table.“Huh…?” Anon muttered incredulously.>“It’s true!” she continued, rearing her front legs onto the table. “She asked about you, Anon. She’s /never/ done that with anypony else I’ve brought on for help.”“…What did she even ask about?”>“Not much, but it was more than enough,” Twilight replied. “What you are, why you’re in Ponyville, things like that.”>Anon frowned a tad and leaned forward onto his elbows so as to be more comfortable.“I feel like those are pretty ordinary things to ask, Twi,” he said, eager to dismiss it as nothing.>‘What’s she getting at?’ he thought, his frown deepening. ‘I mean, I /guess/ that’s pretty out there, considering it’s Chrysalis. I still don’t see how that would-’>Utter clarity swallowed him whole.>He sunk back into his chair, beset by an overwhelming urge to deny her incoming request before it could even be verbalized.>With a fathoms-deep breath, though, he held his tongue. His gaze became steely as he locked eyes with Twilight, bracing himself for the inevitable question.>“Ordinary for anypony else, sure,” Twilight continued, “but for her? I don’t mean to be rude, but right now, that’s akin to a Hearth’s Warming miracle.”“Right now, huh?” Anon asked.>She hums her confirmation, her smile threatening to overtake the rest of her face.>“I’ve got a plan, Anon. It’s not foolproof, and it’s based on a lot of assumptions, but right now, it’s our best chance to turn things around for her.”“Do tell.”>She appeared visibly confused for a fraction of a second, mildly put off by Anon’s seemingly vexed tone.>Nevertheless, she carried on undeterred.
>>41187482>“Well, since the previous version of the curriculum wasn’t working, I thought about adding some revisions to it. Changing exercises, allocating more time outside of the castle walls, et cetera.”>Anon nodded, crossing his arms as she continued.>“After the festival, though, I had some time to wonder about why none of our ideas had been working. Eventually, I came to the conclusion that we didn’t just need to tweak the curriculum; we need to change things from the top down, and have fresh, new faces that she isn’t familiar with spearheading the project.”>Anon’s eyebrows shot up, feigning ignorance.“New faces?” he asked. “Who did you have in mind?”>“I’m still running through the first few drafts for a cohesive team, but, um…”>She sat back down and twiddled her hooves, anxiously averting her gaze; she understood full well the gravity of what she was about to implicitly ask.>“Well, I got carried away, and they all s-sort of… relied on you being a part of it.”>She flashed her best “please don’t be mad” smile at him, shrinking in her seat as she readied herself for his reaction.>She expected an outburst, maybe even a chewing out. Shoot, even just a stern “no” was something she had also planned for.>Instead, Anon’s features softened, his muscles loosening as the time passed. He scanned her from across the table, perhaps measuring some quality unknown to her, before sighing and clasping the bridge of his nose between his fingers.“You came out here just so you could ask me that, huh?”>Twilight, aghast at his assertion, reeled from his words like flesh from a hot knife.>“No!” she exclaimed. “I really did want to make sure you were alright. Anon, why would you think that?”>Guilt, this time in full force, flooded his face.>He exhaled, releasing his nose and letting his arms fall slack onto the table, unable to meet her gaze.“Sorry. I don’t know, I just…”>The words trailed off, sputtering into nothing. Anon’s leg began bouncing, a tic he’d all but gotten rid of.“Twi, you /know/ how I feel about her,” he said, careful to keep using her nickname. “The only reason I agreed to babysit her at the festival is because I couldn’t really say no.”>“I know, Anon,” Twilight said. “And I really do regret dropping all of that on you, but I think it might have been for the best. Even if it wasn’t much, I’ve never seen Chrysalis be that inquisitive before - there might be something to it.”>A long pause coats the room in unease before Anon deigns to speak again.“I don’t think so.”>Twilight made to reply, but he beat her to the punch.“She’s just grasping at straws, looking for a way out. I mean, we’ve given her chances before, haven’t we? The only thing she’s used them for is to lash out and hurt us.”>Anon sank into his chair, his eyes having found some distant point within Twilight to focus on.
>>41187485>It lasts for a few moments before he holds her gaze once more, uncertainty welling up in the curvature of his lips.“…I trust what you feel about her, Twi, but this isn’t something I should be a part of. I’m sorry.”>The true depths of his resentment for the changeling bubbled just below the surface, desperate to spill from his mouth. In an effort to keep Twilight comfortable, however, he abstained.>Disappointment drug her eyebrows downward, but she wouldn’t relent.>“Don’t undervalue yourself, Anon,” she explained with more gravitas in her tone. “I think our chances of success soar /exponentially/ with you involved. Whatever you did with her in that tent, Anon, it’s sticking with her.”>He forbade himself from laughing at Twilight’s unintentional innuendo, settling instead for a light smirk that faded within seconds.“Still feel like we’re jumping to conclusions here.”>She shook her head, doggedly determined.>“We aren’t, Anon. I /know/ it. If you want to come along with me later and see for yourself, then-”“Twilight.”>His sharp interruption swiftly cut through her cascading explanation, the heaviness of her full name pulling her back to attention.>To his credit, Anon’s neutral expression remained, wholly counterpoint to his stern tone. While it did help to reassure Twilight that she hadn’t crossed any lines, she still felt the pit in her stomach open up.“The answer is no,” he said calmly. “I’m sorry, but you’ll have to find someone else.”>What felt like minutes passed in deafening silence. Twilight’s dejection was plain to see; hunched over, ears splayed back, unfocused gaze, the works.>Anon’s guilt, those freezing fingers wrapped around his stubborn heart, compelled him to explain himself, his face contorting in discomfort as he did so.“What you’re trying to do is noble, and I really do support it, but after what her drones did…”>His face contorts further, this time in growing anger.>He’d never have them back; one of one, they were.“I don’t think she deserves-”>“I’ll cover the repairs to your home.”>Anon’s uncomfortable expression disappeared, replaced by confusion.“…What?”>Twilight sighed through her nose, dejection still prevalent as she reasserted herself.>“If you help me with this, the repairs to your home will be done at the crown’s expense.”>He stared at her in disbelief.“…You’re /really/ prepared to make that offer?”>“I told you that you were integral to our success, and I meant it,” she explained.>Anon idly scratched his cheek, attempting to itch away the undeniable appeal of her proposition.>Unease tempered his nerve, but at what tradeoff? Without that funding, the repairs would easily take another whole year of saving to even /begin/.>Another year of faulty insulation, of the elements creeping into the living room under his bedroom door, of a busted water heater; these and many more.
>>41187492>Would he really walk his stance back, though? Just like that?>…“You said you’re curating a team, right?” he asked, each word hanging precariously in the air. “I wouldn’t be doing this alone?”>“Correct. It’ll be a relatively small group of ponies to improve unit cohesiveness. You’ll be working directly with me, too.”>Decades passed in Anon’s mind as it wracked itself with the task of deliberation. Eventually, perhaps against his better judgment, it bore fruit.“…Alright.”>Twilight’s eyebrows shed their weight as she regarded Anon in a lighter manner.>“Do we have a deal?”“We do,” he said. “I’m probably gonna pay for it later, but we do.”>A sigh left her as she bowed her head in relief, debating whether or not to set it on the table.“You alright?”>“I’m disappointed that I had to resort to /bribing/ you,” she said flatly, “But even still, I’m just… glad you’re on board. I really needed you, you know?”>Despite Anon’s incoming predicament, Twilight’s sweet compliment brought forth a genuine smile.>It twisted the knife, too, the guilt for his adamancy growing with every word from her mouth.>Eager to dispel the feeling, he shifted subjects.“I’m guessing I’ll be coming with you later today, then?”>Twilight nods her head, a grin finally returning to her features.>“Yep! I’m expected at 4 in the afternoon, so we should leave around noon or so to catch the train and have enough time to grab something to eat.”“Sounds good, Twi. One condition, though…”>Her features fall a bit.>“Yes…?”>Anon’s smile goes wide as he stands from the table.“Wanna come get groceries with me? We can catch up properly while I shop around.”>Twilight beamed eagerly, standing from her own seat>“I’d like that, Anon.”
>>41187499Eagerly awaiting the next installment.
>>41187499Great green, anon.
>>41188358Any fics similar to this?
>>41188432None that I know of, but its an interesting pairing to explore. I'd love to see them play off each other.
>>41190566I like the idea that normal drones can have relationships and reproduce on their own.
>>41190988It's the gamergate revolution!https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Gamergate_(ant)I headcanon that if a drone and a female had enough love in stock, they could metamorphose t a king and queen, starting their own hive. They wouldn't suddenly become the size of Chrysalis, at first, just a little bigger than normal.
>bug working tirelessly on increasing love production
>>41191051IDK about that, but I've "read" (listened to) a few fanfics were Changelings have similar relationships like humans, but Chrysalis is just in charge of everything.
>>41185569MyLittleTies
bug, o bug
big
>>41191818Any of them you would want to recommend?
>>41193594Sure, but I don't think you'd like them. I have very low standards when it comes to fanficition.
Vanilla horsepussy or clawtoris and small tentacles?
>>41191051I headcanon that>gathered love is condensed to lovehoney for long term storage>lovehoney can be further condensed by a secret technique into royaljelly>if a female worker is fed royaljelly and supplied with male sample(from male drone or otherwise)she can lay a brood, increasing colony number>normally eggs need to be imbued with love, putting them into cocoons and filling those with lovehoney is a good way of keeping them supplied>if love is lacking, hatchlings are either weak and runty or stillborn.>if royaljelly is used instead of lovehoney, a new changeling princess is born.
>>41194354Cloaca positioned like horse pussy and ovipositor/penis depending on whether male or female
>>41194536bros, are ovipositors gay?
>>41195040Not in and of themselves, but how one reacts to one certainly can be.As gay as Clitoris
>>41195040They are either gay or cuck. Eggs either go in your ass, or in somepony else's.
>>41195063Or, they go in a cocoon
I don't care about the infection stuff, I just like this design.
>>41195031Finally a good version of Ocellus
>>41068242I live
>>41197079wow!
>>41197079Love her fuzzy horn
>>41197079I want.
>>41197079CUUUUUUTE
>>41197079her horn is HUGE
>>41198553She'll grow into it
>>41068450Celestia would go in there with an alt account and say something like "you look so pretty, but you'd look so much better if you could just get rid of those last few pounds of fat"
Why do you like bugs? What do you like about them? What makes you like them?
>>41200284sexo and "I can fix her" syndrome
>>41200284Drones are cute because of their simple uniform design, and my headcanon is that they have to endure hunger for long periods of time, so it's only natural to wanna give them some affection.
>>41200284I just think they are neat
>>41200284I came across a few fanfics I like that fleshed them out. Chrysalis also shares a voice actor with Roodaka from Bionicle Web of Shadows. Chryssy isn't anywhere near as viscous as the VA's other role, so it's fun to sometimes make them switch places in my head.
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>>41200284I actually hate changelings, but I want to fuck Chrysalis.
>>41187499this is very good writing anoni will be waiting with bated breath to see how the story goes
>>41195031>>41201846would have been nice to see them explore something like changlings relapsing to their previous love sucking forms if he we had a tenth seasonocellus would have been a perfect candidate to write an episode based around that idea, or maybe as a two parterhaving her revert to an original changling as some show or rebellion would have been funny
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>>41202439veri cute
>>41202474I don't get it
>>41202693Neither does he.That's the joke. He's imitating baking without understanding baking. The pie is likely unpalatable if not outright inedible.
>>41202717 (cont.)Also, he's using symbols of affection as pie fillings.
>>41202717At least he didn't make a cow tool
>>41202383Decent idea but it would have never happened, since the point of the nu-lings was to overwrite and remove the old changelings from existence.
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