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>>41584285
thanks anon
the last one of these was nice

>>41584348
I was hoping someone would have made another thread sooner, but that never happened, and I forgot about it until today when I went into the stallion thread. Hopefully, all the writefriends will return.

I wish I could fly with my Dashie. I would do anything to be up in the clouds with her. What would (you) like to do with your waifu?

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think im gonna repost all these some dude made last thread

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>>41584466
I would love to have a sort of two-person (or rather two-pony) book club with her. We would read the same novel together and discuss what we liked or didn't like about it afterwards

The best anon portrayal. I will keep my eyes on this thread!

But would the mares still love Anongelding?

>>41584285
Aren't males the sub gender in Equestria? Or do you headcanon something different? Cos otherwise, you look like an utter faggot; wanting to be reborn as anything other than the ruler of the household.

>>41585747
I don't get why people want their partners to be slaves in the relationships and not equals. My waifu and her feelings and wishes matters to me. Obviously yours does not to you.

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>>41584285
>"Don't worry Anon! I'll always be there for you!"
>The cheerful yellow mare snuggles into you and sighs with content.
>You have no idea what the fuck is going on right now.
>Just a few months ago you were an average joe on the way to work for his daily bread.
>Then a portal appeared out of fucking nowhere and took you to this enchanted world full of magical talking horses.
>It's still not clear why the portal turned YOU into a horse, but in hindsight it's irrelevant.
>Truth be told, it was rather difficult to integrate yourself into the local pony population of Ponyville, but thankfully there were a few local mares more than willing to help you adjust.
>One mare in particular took quite a liking to you: a yellow pegasus named Fluttershy.
>At first she was very shy around you, constantly looking the other way or hiding her blushing face behind her wings.
>Admittedly you weren't exactly a social butterfly yourself. It took a lot of effort to speak with these mares in the first place.
>Despite the social awkwardness, it was she who volunteered to let you stay with her until you found a job and could afford a place of your own.
>You quickly learned that Fluttershy was as kind and caring as she was beautiful, constantly tending to her animals and helping the other ponies with their tasks.
>Perhaps it was because of your new horse brain, but you started to develop feelings for this gentle mare.
>Part of you wanted to confess to her, but another part of you believed she was already taken. What sane stallion WOULDN'T hook up with such a kind loving pony?
>Then one day Fluttershy drops the bomb on you out of nowhere. SHE WAS SINGLE!
>Or rather, Rarity was the one who dropped said bomb.
>The two mares approached you one day after a hard day of tending to Fluttershy's animals while she was away.
>"Pardon me interrupting, but my pegasus friend here thinks you're very cute! Isn't that right Fluttershy?"
>She gently pats the pegasus as if to encourage her to confess, but she remains hidden behind her wings, uttering nothing more than a soft mewl.
>You couldn't believe your ears. The mare of your dreams...liked you too?!
>But you're just a plain old joe schmoe trying to find his way through this new pony life. Surely there were better stallions out there for her to choose from!
>This had to be some kind of setup. Some kind of mockery of your inner feelings. Some kind of cruel joke at your expense.
>As time went on however, the mare's feelings for you only grew. She began to openly express her romantic interest more ferverently, much to your surprise and delight.
>After wrestling with your inner denial and self-hatred, you finally succumbed to her feelings.
>Now the two of you are engaged, and you couldn't be happier.

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>>41587137
>someone saved my story

>>41587164
Its a very cute little read.

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>>41584285
https://desuarchive.org/mlp/thread/41252565/

>>41587867
Get to work Anon, you have to impregnate all of them.

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So why is there so little of this compared to HiE and anonfilly?

>>41588899
stallion erasure

>>41588899
This board's weird obsession with becoming a female and staying a human because they are uninspired

>>41589070
I get wanting to stay a human but I will never understand wanting to be a little filly

>>41584285
>Anonstallion stared into his own eyes in the mirror, forcing himself to maintain it
>They might be bigger now, but everything else about them was the same
>They were the last thing left from before
>Nothing remembered
>Not a song, not a face, not a name
>But he still remembers there being a before
>That has to count for something
>*CLOPCLOPCLOP*
>"Moty? You alright?"
"Y-yeah! Everything's fine!"
>"Ya sure? You've been in there for a while..."
"Just, uh, daydreaming again, babe. I'll be out in a bit!"
>There's a chuckle before she responds
>"Alright, well, giddy up! Big day today."
>Hoofsteps make their way away from the restroom door before fading completely
>Right, big day
>Big day

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>>41589200
You're not supposed to want to be the filly

>>41589561
Speak for yourself, fag.

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>>41585315
You better not

if i have to go to equestria as a non human (>tfw cant give headpats and bellyrubs) then i shall go as a unicorn stallion

>>41590144
maybe unicorns can manifest a petting hand with their magic?

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>>41590019

>>41576507

>>41586439
The male should always be dominant. And I can still love her, fuqq passionately, and consider her thoughts.

>>41590381
Equality" cannot actually happen anyways. There will always be a hierarchy in every group or relationship. And pretending there isn't will lead to more conflicts than just accepting it would.

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>>41590452
>just be a submissive cuckhold bro!

>>41590452
And that's why you should get on your knees and suck my dick right now.

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>>41584285
I would never willingly give up my humanity, the only exception to that is if I were given a choice; go to Equestria as a pony, or bring my waifu here as a human
I would never give up my humanity, but I would do so before subjecting her to the suffering of being a human on Earth

>>41590358
we will all turn into crabs anyways, anon is just preparing for the future

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>>41589200
Fetishism, no literally Anon it's just fetishism take pic related as an example. The Anonfilly thread and by extension the Transformation General allow these fags a place to live out their fantasy as the opposite sex and thinly cover it up by saying it falls under the genre of "trans"formation. They even go as far as to say "you're not supposed to want to be the filly/girl" as it's part of the "drama", but in reality it's only briefly mentioned in stories and is dropped as quickly as it's brought up before Anon accepts his new life as the opposite sex. And as I say this, let's keep things on topic and not talk about/engage with these fags anymore then we already have to not shit up the thread with these faggots shity OC.

>>41590584
That's not what I'm saying.

>>41591060
rent free

>>41589521
What's the big day?!?!

>>41590369
too many trannies

"Just... a little... more..."
>It never stopped thrilling you
>The aching pulse of your wing muscles straining
>The taste of ozone in your mouth
>The sound of your heart in your ears
>You loved it
>Ever since you got your head wrapped around two extra limbs you took to the sky everyday
>And you climbed higher into the sky every time
>Over cloud and Cloudsdale
>It had gotten to the point that other pegasi had started to warn you to slow down
>But what did they know
>They'd always been able to do this
>You'd only been able to dream
>But no more
>You just needed a little more
>A little more strength in your wings
>A little more stamina
>A little more air in your lungs
>Oh, there it is
>Your eyelids grow heavy, and a fog fills your brain, stalling all limbs, forcing them limp and causing you to plummet
>The wind whipped past you, and you could feel gravity pulling you down
>You knew where you were going, and you knew you should stop, but your brain was still fogged
>In the fog you saw it
>Beautiful skies obscured by towers of concrete and steel
>Clear night skies tainted sick by smog
>Memories of a lifetime ago
>A lifetime of being gravity's bitch
>Slowly the fog cleared, and you saw the rolling emerald hills and verdant plains, a quaint little town
>You quickly realized just how close the ground was really getting and the danger brought a laugh up your chest
>Your wings snapped to attention like two soldiers
>You'd spent a lifetime under gravity's heel
>Not anymore
>With a simple tilt, you levelled out and flew on gentle currents, gliding over fields, letting your hoof dip down to brush the blades of grass
>You missed your hands
>Hooves sucked
>But the trade off was worth it you'd say
>Despite gravity's leash being loosened, karma still seemed happy to kick your ass as your wing clipped a tree and sent you into a spin across the ground
>Several rolls and expletives later you came to a stop
>A sweating, panting, exhilarated stop
>Flat on your back, you laughed again
>You laughed and laughed and cheered for yourself, damn whatever looks you might have been getting to hell
>You'd fallen from a height no human could have survived, and the worst you got out of it was a slightly misaligned feather, and any bruises you got, you could sleep off
>"Uh, you hit your head or something dude?"
>Oh, it was the rainbow pony
>Prism Crash or whatever
>With a grunt you rolled onto your hooves and stood, a quick once over of your wings was all you needed before you took off again
>Or at least, you would have, if you hadn't felt her step on your tail
>Now you looked like a jackass, your cancelled jump leaving you with two hooves still in the air
>You bite at the air near your tail and she pulls her hoof back with an offended "Hey!" as you take off again
>Sadly, she is faster than you, and in a flash of blue, she's in front of you
>"Would you slow down? I was being serious back there! That was a nasty fall you took."

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>>41591434
"Please, I've hurt myself worse falling out of bed. It wasn't even a fall, it was a controlled crash."
>You hoped that was enough to get her off your back as you attempted to manoeuvre around her
>Sadly not, as she's immediately in front of you again
>"Dude, just- can we talk?"
>God she was insufferable- or- Celestia, whatever weird vernacular this lot insisted on
>She indicated back to the ground, to which you simply scoffed before flying toward a nearby cloud
>Not that it was particularly nearby
>You'd spent the better part of your morning helping to clear out most of the clouds to keep up with Cloudsdale's daily quota
>Now that you think about it, wasn't that rainbow pony on the team?
>Maybe you should learn her name
>You turn your head to ask, but the sour look on her face makes you decide it wouldn't be worth the headache
>Finally reaching the cloud, you lay on it, partially to catch your breath, partially to rest your wings as she lands beside you
"What do you want, and can you keep it to five words?"
>"What the hay is the matter with you!?"
"That's eight."
>"Don't be a smartass."
"Counting to eight makes me smart?"
>"Just answer the question!"
"The question makes no sense to begin with. What exactly am I doing that's upsetting you?"
>"That- that whole... plummeting thing you do! Everyday, over and over and OVER again. Clear skies, rain, snow, lightning storms-"
"That was a really weird day, what was up with the factory?"
>"Someone got rainbow mix into the cloud machine, don't ask, but what's wrong with you? Do you have any idea how much you could get hurt?"
Standing to your hooves again, you jab one into her chest. "I don't see how it's YOUR problem."
>She jabs you right back. "It will be my problem if I have to scrape you off some patch of hillside and fly you to the hospital."
>Your chortle only seems to anger the mare further
>"I'm serious! I'm not the only one either. Do you even know how high you're going!? Cause Twilight does! She says you're basically passing out from lack of air with how high you're going."
>You crane your head up with a small smile
>You were really going that high?
>You felt like you could go higher
>"I just want you to-"
"Oh my- why are you nagging me about this!?"
>"Because ponies down there are worried about you, jerk!"
>This gives you pause
>"You showed up here out of nowhere months ago, you never talk to Twilight, you avoid Pinkie's parties and barely anypony even knows your name. You just took a weather job, do it, then fly up, plummet, fly up, plummet, repeat until you get hungry, then keep doing it until you go home and repeat again."
>Yeah, you still don't get why these ponies let you get a job so easily, but hey, it paid the bills
>"Don't... don't you want to do anything with your life other than flying?"
>Normally you'd dismiss those words
>All you'd known was an ache in your legs and feet
>But now, now you'd been given a second chance

>>41591438
>You'd tasted real freedom, and you planned to never stop chasing another taste
>But still, her words gave you pause
>Was there anything beyond the freedom?
>You slowly stepped over to the edge of the cloud, and heard a defeated sigh behind you
>She clearly expected you to take off
>But not yet
>You spread your wings out, and let the gentle wind whistle through your feathers
"You feel that?"
>Soft hoofsteps come up behind you, then beside you, and she unfurls her wings too
"You know what that is?"
>"Uh... the wind?"
"Yeah... the wind..."
>"Seriously, dude, did you hit your head?"
>You ignored her, your eyes focused on the village below, the ponies going about their day, and in the distance, hanging in the sky, Cloudsdale
>You looked up, and it felt like the wind was whispering in your ears, calling you into the sky
>Calling you home
>But it stung to look at the sky too long thanks to the sun
"Don't burn your wings, Icarus..."
>"What?"
>You let out a small sigh
"Forget about it. I'll think about what you said, and... thanks, I guess, for talking to me."
>"No problem. You're a pretty tough flier, I don't know a lot of pegasi that can get to that altitude. You just need to be more careful."
"Don't count on it. I'll see you around or on the ground, later Prism."
>"Later- wait, Pris- that's not-"
>Whatever she was saying, you didn't hear as you let yourself fall off the cloud and took up into the sky again, climbing higher and higher again
>You just needed a little more

always wanted to do something with peganon and rainbow dash but always hated the transformation generals

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>>41587137
>someone Derpi'd my shitpost gen
Wew.
At the same time I admit that getting a gen of two characters interacting in a specific way is a pain in the ass.

>>41591534
Cute

>>41591441
I'm looking forward to more of this!

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>>41587137
>The wedding was...interesting to say the least.
>Pretty much all of Ponyville (and even some of Cloudsdale) showed up with or without invitations.
>At first you were worried about how the fuck one couple was supposed to plan such a massive shindig.
>Soon enough, Fluttershy put those worries to rest as her friends gathered to help with the wedding planning.
>Pinkie Pie and Applejack would handle the catering.
>Rarity would create the perfect outfits and wedding decorations.
>Rainbow Dash would use her connections with the Wonderbolts to host the entertainment.
>Your fiancé would provide the music with some help from her woodland friends.
>And lastly, Twilight would organize the whole kit and caboodle from top to bottom.
>This was happening. It was REALLY happening.
>The day of your wedding couldn't have been scheduled better.
>There was a zero percent chance of rain, snow, or any other foul weather that could ruin your special day.
>All of your friends provided their wedding contributions without a hitch.
>The "guests" were just as excited about your marriage to Fluttershy as you were.
>You stare at your reflection in the mirror of the groom's dressing room with a mix of excitement and anxiety.
>Rarity really outdid herself with your tuxedo. You looked like a million bucks!
>"Everything okay old boy?"
>Dr. Hooves trots up to you from the doorway dressed in a sharp brown striped tux with his trademark scarf wrapped around the collar.
"Oh, hey Doc. Yes everything's fine. Just a little nervous is all."
>"Perfectly understandable Anon. Marriage is a BIG step, not to be taken lightly."
>The stallion puts a hoof around your neck and brings it in for a bro-hug of encouragement.
>"Just remember, we're all here for you!"
>"Thanks doc."
>You couldn't ask for a better best 'man', or best friend.
>Suddenly the loud chime of the town square clock tears through the changing room.
>"No time for thanks! Come Anon! Everypony is waiting!"
>Dr. Hooves grabs his briefcase and hastily trots out the door, and you follow soon after.
>The sun was shining brightly upon the wedding venue with nothing more than a gentle breeze to intervene.
>You nervously smile and wave as you make your way through an ocean of excited ponies to reach the altar.
>On the left side you see your best man Dr. Whooves and Spike, the self-appointed ringbearer.
>On the right side you see the 5 bridlesmaids are all lined up and waiting, their sparkling color-coded dresses shimmering in the afternoon sun.
>And just beyond them was your soon-to-be wife Fluttershy, her white wedding dress flowing in the gentle wind.
>Your fiancé was beautiful at the best of times, but wearing that immaculate gown pushed her bewitching good looks to a whole new level.
>She spots you emerging from the crowd and smiles warmly. Oh Celestia if smiles could kill, you'd be six feet under right now.
>You take your place beside her and wait for Mayor Mare to begin her 'Justice of the Peace' spiel.

Continue? (Y/N)

>>41592301
YYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYY!

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>>41590096
if you took some requests for new ones than i wouldnt have to

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>>41591441
Good start. Anonstallion x rainbow dash is top comfy.
>>41592301
Ye

>>41589070
I like this thread because now the humanfags will have no excuse to accept hooves when we get to Equestria.
>no no is tf and tf is for troons
Then become a fucking stallion! (Or colt if you wanna get a new childhood)
Also if you really love your waifu, this way you're gonna raise a proper foal with her and respect the pony heritage of Equestria.

>>41594061
a human in equestria often provides more fun interactions and nuance than the average anon stallion. even anonfilly preserves the sense of absolute bullshit of the anon character, most anon stallion interactions are often stale

>>41594070
I'd have a fun interaction with anon stallion if you know what I mean.

>>41594079
Wish I was Anonstallion...

>>41588899
Thats like asking why a majority of human beings or mammals are heterosexual or don't have a desire to become another gender. Thats like asking why predators eat prey or why herbivores eat grass. Sometimes whats natural or commonly occurring works as intended because the other options put Lovecraftian horror to shame.

>>41594070
it all depends on the writing

>>41594364
If you have any good anon stallion fic that explores the weirdness and has fun situations I would like to see it.

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>>41592301
Y

>>41591441
this is some good shit

>>41593739
I'd love to do more requests, but unfortunately work is super crazy right now. Maybe during the weekend I'll draw something and take requests.

>>41594732
F
I blame Twilight

>>41592301
N

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>>41595707
ill hold ya to that, anon

Ahh, to be a handsome, capable stallion in Equestria. The dream I dream at night.

>>41584348
>picrel
GIWTWM

>>41591441
>While you had quickly detested your lack of clothes, you were able to put up with it by imagining your coat as a new set of clothes
>Clothes with hooves
>And green fur
>That you could never take off
>Yep, no, still hated it
>It did keep you warm most days though
>Today was not one
>Though, you only have yourself to blame
>You didn't have to go out into this storm
>But something about the thunder called you
>It was like the lightning was inviting you to dance
>And you happily took it to the dance floor
>A brief flash of light above is your only warning as you twist into a corkscrew spin, the bolt of lightning dancing around you
>The thunder that followed was like a roaring crowd
>And you all too happily drank in its adoration
>Wind whipped you, rain pelted you, and lightning threatened you
>But you'd never felt so alive
>Turning your nose up you take your flight vertically
>The clouds flash once, twice, warning you
>Your grin is your only response
>The lightning falls towards you like a hammer, and it comes so close you can almost feel the burning static graze your fur
>Just as you're about to punch through the cloud something halts you in place and a blue glow overtakes the world before you find yourself on top of a hill overlooking a clear night sky
"Damn it!" You exclaim, slamming your hoof down as you take flight again. "What happened!?"
>"Fear not, my little pony." A gentle voice calls to you as that same blue glow reappears and engulfs the moon
>Some pony comes floating down, and you're more confused than ever
"Um... can I help you?"
>"Nay, we are here to help you." As she lands, you notice that she's significantly bigger than you, it's a little unnerving. "You are currently dreaming, we helped rid you of that nightmare."
"Nightma-? So you got rid of that storm? Well put it back!"
>You throw your hooves up and she leans back a little, clearly caught off-guard by your outburst
>"We are afraid that we do not understand. Thou wishes to be struck down by lightning?"
"I wasn't being 'struck down' I was..." Okay, thinking about it, telling someone you were 'dancing with lightning' would make you seem crazy at best and suicidal at worst. "I... was... just flying through it. It was fun."
>"Thou hast a most unorthodox definition of 'fun'."
"Yeah, well, it's mine. Who are you anyway? How did you get in my dream?" You glance around and notice a few things off about the surroundings, making the fact this is a dream more obvious
>She tilts her head curiously at you as her eyes narrow, and you realize for the first time that she has a horn as well as wings
"And how come you have both?" you say, indicating to the extra appendages, then poking your own wings and hornless forehead "That doesn't seem fair."
>"Dost thou not recognise one of your princesses?"
>Princesses. Shit. You meant to read up on that

>>41597245
>The only convenient library was guarded by that purple pony who always wanted to bother you with questions
>While you could have flown to another one, it would have gotten in the way of your flying and falling time
>Okay, focus, you can salvage this
"I've kind of only been here a few months."
>"In... Ponyville, we assume thou meanest?"
>Roll with it
"Yeah, of course."
>"Yet there are foals whom know of my sister and I, and you seem to be a hale and hearty stallion."
>She's giving you a more suspicious glare and your eyes dart around for a way out of this dream
"Oh, well, you know, I kind of, sort of, dropped out of school?"
>"Out of foal school?"
"...yes"
>You could cut the silence between you with a knife
>A knife, that'd be a great way to wake up
>Sadly there are none in the air
>Oh wait, gravity
"Well, this has been fun, Princess, but would you look at the time, I need to wake up now, bye."
>With a beat of your wings, your hurtle yourself into the ground and press your wings to your side
>As you approach the ground, a puddle remains from the previous rainstorm
>And in the reflection you see yourself
>But you're not a pony in the puddle
>Your body slams into something and pain rocks you
"WHAT THE FUCK!?"
>Your words echo through your empty home and you briefly tussle with something that's wrapped around with you
>Eventually, and clumsily, you untangle yourself from your blankets
>You hurl your pillow into the wall for good measure
>With a slight pant, you try stretching out and running a hand through your hair
>Only for your balance to be completely thrown off as your face gets intimate with the floor again
>You drag your face against the ground to glance at the mirror in your room
>Yep
>No hands
>Still a pony
>You slam your head into the ground, hoping maybe this is a dream, and you were just dreaming inside the dream
>Instead of waking up, you get pain
>A sigh leaks from your mouth as you drag yourself up and glance at the clock
>Four in the morning
>You didn't have work for another few hours
>Like the temptress she is, your bed beckons you back
>But that moon pony freaked you out
>You might have to bite the bullet and try to avoid that weird librarian to get a book on those princesses
>This place is so weird that the fact it was a monarchy faded into the background
>Was it called a monarchy if there was more than one ruler?
>Something else to get a book for
>You slowly drag your hooves as you make your way through your house
>Yeah, a house, made of clouds
>After only a few months of working
>Did you even pay taxes anymore?
>Fuck this place was weird
>Why did you want to leave again?
>Your muzzle bumps awkwardly against the fridge handle, then your hoof clumsily almost breaks it, then your wing gets snagged in the hinge and you're fully awake and ready to put a hole in a wall
>Right, that's why
>Your battle with your mortal enemy ends as you shove it open, though it gets the last hit in as it bounces back and bumps you in the side

>>41597249
>What will you have today, animal food, animal food or more animal food?
>God, you missed meat
>You tried asking around once but you got given weird looks
>Oats in warm milk with bananas it is
>Prism was right yesterday, you really don't talk to ponies
>Mostly because, as your near-princess experience just reminded you, you have the social grace of two rabid foxes taped together
>Still it was pretty easy to just lay in a cloud and listen to whatever ponies talked about
>Some of the pleasant surprises were a handful- hooful? whatever of recipes
>Your early early morning breakfast goes by quietly as you simply enjoy the sound of silence
>It took travelling to an alien planet to truly understand what people really meant by the 'peace' in "peace and quiet"
>That peace, unfortunately, is broken by what sounded like a mix between a whip cracking and wood splitting
>You pause your meal briefly to see if your ears are pulling tricks on you
>The silence continues, then lingers, and you slowly pull your spoonful up to your muzzle
>Another whack
"Confound these ponies" you mutter to no one as you get up and head to the door
>Poking your head out of the threshold, you notice that your house has drifted in the night
>It did that sometimes
>There was an extra expense they wanted to put on your house when you got it
>To keep it in one place
>But you knew your rights
>Actually, no you don't
>That's three books you'll need
>You told them to take it off and now you got a surprise every morning and an annoying search every evening
>These things were kept above wherever the weather clouds were put though
>So more often than not, your house would normally just be a little to the right of wherever you left it
>Besides, you didn't keep glass in the house so, whatever, nothing of value would break
>Now though, after a few solid months of drifting, you were a lot more right
>Over some sort of farm seemingly
>You do a double-take, then a triple-take as you confirm that there's actually a pony down there
>And she's just kicking the trees
>You weren't sure if this was a sign that you should get out of your house more, or a sign that you were right not to interact with these ponies
"Hey." You try calling down to the mare
>No response
"Hey!" You put some more volume in your voice this time
>She pauses briefly, then continues
"HEY!" You all but bellow, at her
>This seems to grab her attention as she cranes her neck up to look at you
>"Well how about that... GOOD MORNIN' NEIGHBOR!" she yells back at you
"GOOD MORNING!? THERE'S NOTHING GOOD ABOUT IT! IT'S 4 O'CLOCK!"
>"IT'S 5! O'CLOCK IN THE MORNIN' THANK YOU VERY MUCH!"
>She was not thanking you at all
>You briefly duck back into your house to check the time
>It's already been over an hour
>You go back out the door, and she's returned to her tree-kicking

>>41597250
"HEY!" You pull her attention again
>Even from this distance you can see her glaring at you
>Maybe
>If you squint
"YOU KNOW, IT'S HARD TO DO ANYTHING WITH THAT RACKET YOU'RE MAKING!
>"WELL IT'S HARD FOR ME TO WORK WITH SOME CRAZY COLT FLYING HIS HOUSE OVER MAH HEAD! THIS IS APPLE FAMILY PROPERTY!"
>You glance around at the field below, rows and rows of apple trees
>You scrunch your muzzle at her
"ARE YOU A PEGASUS!?"
>"NO! WHY!?"
"THEN I DOUBT YOU OWN THE SKY!"
>She lets out an exasperated groan before continue her shouting match with you. "WOULD YOU JUST GIT! MY LITTLE SISTER WON'T BE ABLE TO SLEEP WITH YOUR YELLING!"
"YOU'RE YELLING TOO!"
>"CAUSE YOU STARTED IT!"
"SOUNDS LIKE A YOU PROBLEM!"
>She lets out another angered groan as her hooves hit the ground
>"WHY DON'T YOU COME DOWN HERE AND SAY THAT TO MAH FACE!"
"WHY DON'T YOU COME UP HERE AND SAY IT TO MINE!"
>"I'M NOT A PEGASUS!"
"THEN IT SUCKS TO BE YOU!" With a small kick, you slam the door shut and you feel a small sense of victory
>Victory that is quickly decimated by your not at all girlish shriek that you make as a red blur flies past you mach
>Something splatters against your kitchen wall
>It looks like apple, smells like apple and, as you lick the wall, tastes like apple
>Look at what these ponies are turning you into
>Your licking walls now
>And she put a hole in the other one
>This is not over
>You throw your door back open
"DID YOU JUST KICK AN APPLE INTO MY HOUSE!?"
>"CALL IT A HOUSEWARMING GIFT!"
"JOKES ON YOU, I NEVER HAD A HOUSEWARMING PARTY!"
>"I DOUBT ANYPONY WOULD TURN UP WITH AN ATTITUDE THAT FOUL!"
"OF COURSE NOT! I DON'T HAVE ANYONE TO INVITE!" Again, you kick the door shut, hoping at this point to just end the back and forth
>"I'M NOT SURPRISED!" You bristle as she gets the last word in
>Your eye twitches as another apple blur flies into your house and knocks over your breakfast
>The oats and bananas were probably soggy at this point anyway
>This is why you preferred passing out in mid-air to talking with ponies

inspiration for any of this is coming in short bursts, will keep it mostly Rainbow Dash when I post, but other ponies will appear, like here

>>41597252
Nice

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>>41592301
>The mayor quickly cleared her throat to get everypony's attention and began the ceremony without further delay.
>"Fillies and gentlecolts! We are gathered here today to honor and celebrate the marriage of Anon Y. Mous and Ponyville's very own animal whisperer, Fluttershy!"
>The crowd stomped the ground and loudly cheered from every angle.
>You were praying to Celestia that your stage fright wouldn't rear its ugly head and ruin this moment.
>Why oh why couldn't this have been a smaller, quieter wedding?! Sweat formed above your brow and slowly dripped downwards.
>Keep it together Anon! KEEP. IT. TOGETHER. For Fluttershy's sake, KEEP IT TOGETHER YOU STUPID FOOL!
>You took a deep breath and tried to relax, but your frazzled nerves would not submit so easily.
>'Is Fluttershy just as nervous?' You thought to yourself.
>You looked at your blushing fiance and silently begged her for some kind of help before you had a nervous breakdown in front of the entire town.
>She smiled warmly and slowly trotted closer towards you, almost as if she knew just what to do.
>The gentle pegasus could pacify a rampaging dragon with a smile like that!
>"Do you have the rings, Anon?" The mayor asked calmly.
>You spun around and beckoned to Spike. The dragon looked like he was in another world, much to your dismay.
"Psst! Spiiiiiike! That's your cue!"
>Spike saw your panicked face and quickly collected himself.
>"Oh right! My bad!"
>The young doofus practically tripped over himself as he presented the rings.
>"Do you Anon, take Fluttershy to be your lawfully wedded wife? To keep her in sickness and in health for as long as you both shall live?"

>>41597252
>>41598094
Hyped

>>41597252
>Applejack knocks over his breakfast
>the oats and milk fall down through the floor and land on her
kek
so what is Anon's cutie mark? If it's just "?" I bet ponies would be curious about it.

>>41598094
Fatty

Up.

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Had some free time today so I did a quick doodle.

>>41599521
>me and my colt homie on our way to horseland to score
beautiful work anon

>>41597252
fucken nice

>>41597180
>flack
He must be thinking about AJ's anti bat defense systems.

>>41598094
>Mayor Mare's question snapped you back into reality. You looked around and realized everypony was eagerly awaiting your answer.
>You take a deep breath, look into Fluttershy's eyes, and carefully placed her ring around her neck.
"I do."
>Your wife's face lit up like a Christmas tree, as though your words were the most important thing in the world to her.
>"And do you Fluttershy, take Anon to be your lawfully wedded husband, to have and to hold from this day forward, for better or for worse, for richer or for poorer, in sickness and in health, to love and to cherish, till death do you part?"
>Wow! With a vow like that, you'd think the MAYOR was the one getting married!
>You watched in silence as Fluttershy reached for the remaining ring and tenderly placed it around your neck.
>With the job done, she slowly stepped back and smiled at you.
>"I do!" She happily exclaimed.
>You smiled harder than you've ever smiled before. If this was a dream, you truly hoped to NEVER wake up from it.
>"Then by the power vested in me, I now pronounce you husband and wife!" She looked at you and motioned a hoof towards Fluttershy. "You may kiss the bride!"

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>>41600174
lmao

>an anonstallion thread with a civil discussion
What a gem in the rough do my eyes spot here?

MIA writefags please come back.
Derpy x anonstallion
Tempest x anonstallion
Limestone x anonstallion

>>41600998
All the "censored" are at the filly thread

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>>41597180
>>41600174
Kek, I can't believe I missed that. I kind of want to do Aryanne and Anon shooting a flak 88 now.

bump

>>41601843
I like that mental picture.

>>41600625
heh

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>>41603037

>>41603118
Never trust a beak.

>>41603652
He's just like me

>>41603652
He is me.

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>>41603769
heh

>>41603652
Where did you get this picture of me?

>>41584348
pinkie pie more like pinkie thigh

>>41603652
thanks for taking this photo of me, it came out great

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fuck

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>>41584466
A nice simply farm life with my apple wife and having lots of foals with her.

>>41605592
an admirable fantasy

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What classic vidja from your childhood would you play with your mare wife/wives?

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>>41600625
I wish there was more AnonZebra

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>>41605384
Need more edits like this

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>>41606192
Moondancer would love Civilization

>>41605592
What's up with that cutie mark? Looks disturbingly like a centipede to me.

>>41606321
I would love to watch Moondancer play civilization

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>>41606333
>Just one more turn...

>>41606358
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>>41606192
>unicorn anon can't magic
could make a pretty funny story if you throw in Sweetie Belle who also struggles with magic

>>41606321
i want to cum inside moondancer

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>>41606648
YOU'LL HAVE TO GO THROUGH ME FIRST

>>41593945
>Comfy
This looks more dommy than comfy. Not that I'm complaining though.

>>41607282
You don't find it comfy when a marefriend takes initiative to lay with you?

>>41607291
Of course. But the dommy vibes dominate in this picture. And that's okay. It's what you would expect from a pony like Dash.

>>41584285
I know anonfilly is a little tsundere shit and human anon is either literally you or sarcastic and sometimes rude, but how is anonstallion commonly characterized? Is he nice? Is he still as sarcastic? Is he a fag?

>>41607382
>Is he nice? Is he still as sarcastic? Is he a fag?
he can be whatever you want him to be, anonstallion doesn't get written that much, at least not in greentext, most transform stories are on fimfic, and the transform greens here are all filly trannie shit

>>41607382
There's no 'definite' answer, but there are some art pieces that depict him as kinda unsure about his new situation in Equestria (when isekai'd), but he is generally friendly and well accepted. And the ponies around him tend to help him out too.

Pretty fair. But why it has a face?

>>41597252
"Ragged fraggin' farmponies" You mutter your tame expletives to no one
>It's been a few days since your house drifted over the local hicks
>Long story short, things escalated
>She woke up earlier to buck trees and wake you up
>You "borrowed" some rain clouds and gave her a few mid-morning baths
>She kicked more apples into your house
>You struck a thundercloud outside her room
>She scared a flock of bats into your house
>You put her plough on a cloud
>Now there's a tree in your living room
>At this point, you've stopped questioning things
"How badly would the weather factory miss their lightning machine?" You grunt as you try slamming your shoulder into the trunk
>You attempt to kick- or rather, buck the tree out, but each time you do, your legs go numb
>If they think it's so funny to stick a tree in your house, maybe you'll see how hard they laugh when you abandon them on a cloud for a day
"Come! On! You! Stupid! Piece! Of! Wood!" With a final gasp you let yourself collapse onto your floor
>Your pulled from your stupor by a somewhat familiar voice trying, and failing, to hold in her laughter
>Propping yourself up on your elbows, you look up to see Prism sat on the tree
>As your eyes finally meet hers, her suppressed giggles turn into outright guffaws
>They say laughter is the best medicine, but you're a different kind of sick of these ponies
>It is a little funny when she loses her balance and crashes out of the tree though
>Dusting herself off, she chuckles one last time as you continue your fruitless attempts to evict your newest roommate
>"Wow, you must have really gotten under Applejack's skin"
>You simply grunt in response
>With a hop and flap of her wings, she lays on your kitchen counter, clearly enjoying the show as she helps herself to some of your food
>Maybe if you ignore it, it'll go away
>You've been telling your reflection that everyday since you got here
>It hasn't worked yet
>Turning around, you press your hooves to the lowest part of the trunk you can reach without pressing your belly to the ground and fly
>Your arms ache
>Your legs ache
>Your wings ache
>Your stomach aches from lack of food and Prism isn't helping by audibly eating your food
>And now you're getting a headache
>Hope comes to you in the form of a tiny glimmer as the tree's massive size shifts ever so slightly
>Only for that glimmer to fizzle as your wings finally give out
>Crashing into the ground, you feel an angry need to hit the tree, but your body is too weak to express it
>"Dude, how long have you been doing this?"
>You glance up at the prismatic mare
>Then at your clock
>Then let your head hit the floor again
"Twelve hours"
>She starts coughing and choking on the food she'd helped herself too
>You'd help her if your body would respond
>"Twelve!?"
"Yep. Woke up at six, found this in my living room, been trying to remove it ever since."
>"How have you not made any progress in twelve hours?"

>>41608864
>That was enough to fuel your body into finally getting up
"Why? WHY!?" You're in her face quicker than you intended to, and by her reaction, quicker than she expected. "I'll tell you why! Because despite the fact I can fly high enough that ice starts to build up on my wings and I pass out, apparently, they're not strong enough to budge a who-knows-how-many ton tree. Because that cloud city miraculously broke all of its power tools on the same day. Because despite there being a literal, actual store down in that town whose SOLE product for sale is axes and saws, today they were out of stock somehow. Because when I came home to just cut my losses and use a knife to at least get rid of the branches, I found this!"
>You shove a sticky note into the mare's chest
>It reads "Hiya, I hope you don't mind, but I needed to borrow these, I Pinkie Promise to bring 'em back tomorrow. Your Party Planner, Pinkie Pie"
>For some reason it's made with what seem to be newspaper cut outs, despite the fact she signed it
"I don't even know who that is! The reason I'm still here is because SOMEHOW a pony with no magic got a TREE into a CLOUD!"
>Because this whole day is a joke, and you're the punchline
>That's why you're still here
>With your rant over, you finally feel the weight of your own panting, heaving chest
>And your eyes focus
>The emotion on her face is difficult to read, it's a whole lot of different things mixed into one
>Though you're pretty sure you see pity in there
>Pulling yourself back from the mare you walk back up to the tree, slump against it, and simply bump your head against it over and over
>You loved to fly, but sometimes you hated this place
>"Alright, so, you went all over Cloudsdale, and all over Ponyville to try and get rid of this thing, right?"
>You don't even bother answering, but she takes your continued bumping as a nod
>"Did you ever consider just... asking for help?"
>You stop as your head hits the tree once more
"Ask who? I don't know anyone here. What am I even supposed to do? Just go up to a random in the street and say 'hi, nice to meet you, there's a tree in my house, want to waste your day getting it out?'"
>You stare blankly at the mare, and she rolls her eyes with a groan at your tone
>"Um, yeah?"
"Look, Prism-"
>"That's not my name!"
>You pause briefly and feel your muzzle twist in confusion as you crane your neck awkwardly to look at her
"What?"
>"My name's not 'Prism', it's Rainbow Dash! How do you not know that!?"
"Because... I... never... asked?"
>"Then why didn't you!?"
"I didn't need to know it. We're just co-workers."
>"Ju- just-? What!?"
>You're too tired for this so simply let your head fall to hit the tree again
>It's quiet for a while
>It's nice
>Then you feel a hoof on your shoulder, and it rubs in small circles
>The touch is fidgety and the rub is awkward
>She's clearly as unsure of what she's doing as you are
>It's still nice, despite it all

>>41608866
>"Do... have you really not made any friends since you moved here?"
>You bring your hooves up and over your eyes
>Your stupid fucking hooves
>If there was ever a time to wake up from this dream, it would be now
>Her hoof stops on you
>You can still feel her
>You're not waking up
>A shudder escapes you and you blink away the burning in your eyes, thankful that you covered your eyes
"Who am I even supposed to talk to?" You're only just able to keep your balance on the tightrope of keeping your voice under control. "I've only been here a few months, and the only ponies who seem to want to talk to me are that crazy librarian, or that hyperactive ball of pink"
>Her hoof lifts from you and a pause settles in the air
>"Uh, dude, you do know those are two of my best friends, right?"
>You look at her and hope your eyes aren't red
"No, I didn't. Sorry."
>You meant it too
>It surprises even you
>She slowly sits beside you and places her head next to yours on the tree
>"Don't worry about it, you're only half-wrong about them. Twilight's just an egghead. She wants to know more about you."
>Yeah, that was the problem
>"And Pinkie is just... well, Pinkie. She throws parties for everyone. I think it's actually bothering her that she hasn't thrown you one yet. Wait-" Her eyes widen slightly as she tilts her head to get a better view. "has your birthday passed since you got here?"
>You nod lazily and she sucks in a breath through her teeth
>"Pinkie was really hoping you'd start getting to know ponies before then. Her head turns away as she mutters to herself. "Maybe I can convince one of the others to tell her."
"Why are you here Pris- Dash?"
>She looks over at you again, this time like you'd told her the dumbest thing ever
>"Why else? To help." Her face slowly shifts into a smirk though. "Unless you'd rather make another fly to Axes and Saws?"
>You hit your head against the trunk of the tree again, and your answer comes out in a muffled mouthful of bark
>"Come again?" She asks, with a hoof to her ear
>Pulling your muzzle away, you groan
"Will you please help me move this tree out of my house?"
>"There you go!" She says, standing as she bumps your shoulder lightly. "You just made your first friend!"
>You can't help but look up at her
>She extends her hoof out to you with a mischievous, yet warm smile, and you can't help but accept it
>"Give it a year, maybe you'll have more."
>Her jokes spurs a small chuckle out of you as you look the tree up and down
"So, any ideas on how to move this thing?"
>"Well, that depends. Do you want to move it before or after I help you push your house away from Applejack's farm?"
"After. Definitely after." You kick off from the tree
>Sure, the apple pony would probably take it as a concession
>But at this point, you're too far from sense to care anymore

>>41608876
>"Moving a cloud house can be a bit of a hassle. You ever done it before?"
>If "would I be in this situation if I had done it before?" could be found in a look, it would be found in yours now
>"Right, my bad." She laughs off her own question. "Then, let's take a fly. I can talk you through it, you can relax, then we can come back. Sound good?" She says all this as she heads towards your front door
You can't stop the question that comes to mind as you follow her. "Why are you helping me so much?"
>"Look dude, I'm glad we talked the other day, but I kind of get the feeling you need to be SHOWN more than told that there's more out there."
>You pause at the door and briefly swap your gaze between her and the world outside
>Ultimately, she wasn't wrong
>In truth, you'd barely experience anything
>On the ground at least
>But you'd explored a lot of the sky
>Every time of day
>Every kind of weather
>With your new wings by your side, you almost felt invincible
>The sky seemed endless
>But you were always trying to explore it all
>Letting yourself only go to the ground just to buy food
>Still, even then you kept yourself off the ground, flapping your wings lazily to keep yourself in a hover
>Maybe she could help you make that first step after all
>Thinking about it, maybe you could apologize to that apple pony too
>As long as it was a mutual apology
>Honestly, thinking about it, you were now more impressed than annoyed by what she did
>"So." her voice pulls you out of your thoughts and pulls your head back to her
>The sun had only just begun to dip beyond the mountains in the distance, the orange glow seemed to illuminate her, highlighting that particular part of her mane
>"Since we haven't hung out before, let's do this properly this time. I'm Rainbow Dash."
>She offers you a hoof and you feel a light smile slowly crawl it's way back onto your face as you breathe just a little easier
>With a bump you press your hoof against hers and do what the equivalent of a handshake is to these ponies
"Nice to meet you."
>With a flap of your wings you take off and you hear her quickly follow behind you
>"Hey, dude, you kind of did it wrong."
>Confused, you stare at your hoof, how did you mess up something that simple
>"No, not that part. I mean... well- actually never mind."
>That peaks your curiosity
>Quickly wracking your brain through the last interaction and times before, you try to figure out what went wrong
>Like lightning, a thought crosses your mind
>It's equal parts ridiculous and possible
>Her eyes shift slightly as she seems to suspect your theory
"Rainbow... when we met, you said barely anyone knows my name."
>"Yeah, well- it's true." She responds, almost in protest
"And the entire, brief, time we've talked, you've only ever called me "dude" haven't you?"
>"I-"
"Do you not know my name?" You cut her off before she can defend herself and your face breaks into a full smirk as she stutters and falls over her own words

>>41608883
>"I- well I just- and Mayor Mare wouldn't- and the filing system for the Weather Team isn't-" she cuts herself off with a groan before her arms go limp at her side, her wings keeping her up. "Yeah, alright, I don't remember your name. If I ever learned it. Sorry."
>You almost forget the tree in your house with how hard you laugh
>Initially annoyed at your laugh, Rainbow slowly joins in
>Wiping a tear with a wing you slowly calm down and share a smile with the mare and offer a hoof
>She bumps it lightly and gives it a shake
"My name's Anonymous." With a beat of your wings, you start flying again, doing some lazy spins and flips to get started
>"Weird name"
"Said the rainbow pony with the rainbow mane"
>"Hey MY name makes sense"
"Whatever helps you sleep at night"
>"Hey, that thing you said before, "see you around or on the ground" is that like, a catch phrase or something?"
"No."
>"Is it just a thing you say?"
"No."
>"Are you gonna use it?"
"No."
>"Can I?"
"No."
>She takes a faux dive at you, tucking your wings, you do a spiral turn around her body to avoid her
>While you had tucked your wings, she hadn't and lost slight control, but regained it just as quickly
>As she turns back to you, she flies at you again, and suddenly it feels like a game of air-tag
>"Come on, I've got this fan club thing, I bet they'd love it."
>Again you narrowly avoid her by curling your side inward
"Maybe if you catch me. How about that?"
>You almost immediately regret your words as a playful smile bursts onto her face with a fire in her eyes
>"Oh you are SO on"
>She dives at you again, and all your mental systems go on auto-pilot
>And slowly, thoughts of an annoying tree fade for now

why does inspiration for this come when I'm half-asleep?

>>41603652
He's literally me

>>41608889
Barrier between conscious and unconscious is weaker. All the best ideas come when half asleep, either in the morning or at night.

>>41607382
The few times I've seen him written he's been a bit awkward, quiet, and introverted - but not so much those are his defining traits.
And I don't remember him being a dickbag Anny N. Mous who's a cunt to everyone, but rather just a pony who's maybe a bit insecure but means well and wants the best to everyone else.

So, yeah, he can be whatever you want and there isn't a pre-defined personality for him like there is for anonfilly.

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>>41608889
I'm really liking how you are writing Anon, he feels so natural and isn't a colossal asshole, like most people write him. Very comfy story so far. Keep it up.

>>41609638
What this guy said.
Keep it up, I'm looking forward to more!

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>>41610999
checkd australian satan
i knew i had this pic saved somewhere

>>41608889
Good stuff, Anon.
>why does inspiration for this come when I'm half-asleep?
Because your mind loves to give you the best ideas when your proofreading is the least active. It's always like that.

>>41606192
>anonstallion has a unicorn horn but doesnt give any shits to learn how to use it
kino

>>41610999
>>41611151
This is tied to a longer story, isn't it?

>>41611956
Two different ones
https://desuarchive.org/mlp/thread/39067537/#q39195918
And the file name has the name of the green in it for the other

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Have some Anonkirin.

>>41612327
wow wow wow man thats some good stuff
even made her hoofpuppet

>>41612327
More kirin

>>41612315
Ah, I see. Thanks.

>>41612327
I love the kirin

Anon changeling when?

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>>41614492
in the middle of writing a green for that
pic unrelated

>>41612327
The colors look pretty okay too.

Bump for good anon

>>41614797
Hype!

Uppity.

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say the line anon

>>41616513
That image looked weird to me and I just realized why. He doesn't have a tail.

>>41616959
That Dash's face is 50% chin

>>41617029
Unfortunate angle. Still Dash though.

>>41617722
here

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=J---aiyznGQ

>>41617724
I don't see the connection between these two.

>>41608889
Im really loving this green, if is possible keep making more please and if you or someone can make a ponepaste to save it, it would be the best.

>>41614797
Fuck yeah, waiting for it

>>41617995
I have it on a google doc, so I'll probably put it on a ponepaste at some point
still gonna make more, it'll just take time

Is there a list of anonstallion/anoncolt greens?

>>41618079
I don't think there have been enough greens for a list to be made, the only one I can recall from recent memory was one linked in a rgre thread a while ago

>>41618452
There's a bunch of CYOA's but I don't think those are what he's looking for.

What do you think about Sefastpon's really gay anon stallion art?

>>41618508
I have no idea who that is.

>>41618508
>really gay stallion art
Haha, you should totally post some so we can all make fun of, hahaha.

>>41585317
Anon's physique here is good

>>41618079
You need more than a couple stories for there to be a list.

>>41619704
A touch on the slim side though.

>>41585317
>Haha smol
Im kind of afraid to ask, but what is Anonstallion laughing at and calling smol?

>>41620502
The one who drew that's oc.

>>41620502
Human dick. And that's not wrong.

Bump for good anon stories, please write them.

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>>41621282
im autist and need everything to be perfect, please understand

>>41620796
Haha

>>41622591
Why is the size difference so striking?

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>>41622787
poison joke?
anon probably remembered the flower being a thing while his marefriend there forgot about it existing entirely
say some stuff about her being a small mare or something with enough regularity for it to manifest in her getting cursed with being massive
or maybe the inverse, maybe hes tiny?

>>41620796
Funny

>>41622591
>>41622827
Romance story between a big anon and little anon when?

>>41623326
Seconding this.

>>41623326
>romance between Anons
if you want fag shit go to the anonfilly thread

>>41623441
I’m a fag, not a pedo

>>41608889
"Why am I here?"
>You tiredly rub at your eyes
>With minimal success
>It was early
>Way too early
>The sun wasn't even up yet
>But that apple pony was
>Thankfully you'd been moved away from audible range
>It was very irritating to try and clear your eyes with hooves
>Holding stuff without thumbs was one thing
>Getting the sleep out of your eyes without gouging your eyes with a hoof was another
>Across from you was Rainbow Dash
>She looked as tired as you felt
>With a yawn, her wings fluttered lightly behind her in a stretch
>It was contagious, as you did the same
>The sight brought a giggle to her
>Her voice was a little rough, but she had a cute laugh
>Despite them being aliens, you couldn't deny the good things about them
>"Well, it turns out that, somehow, we're short a few rain and storm clouds, so the weather factory suddenly needs somepony to spend some early overtime making up the difference before they can be moved out to the teams."
>You hum, choosing to ignore her knowing gaze
>"You wouldn't happen to know anything about those stolen clouds, would ya Anon?"
"Nope." You dismiss casually
>A half-truth
>Sure, they weren't yours, but they're clouds, they're not exactly labelled
>You glance at Rainbow and sees she's completely unconvinced
"Look, Dash, I didn't do it, but even if I did, she deserved it and it was worth it."
>This brings a snicker through the mare's nose
>You glance around the sleepy diner you two were sat in
>For some reason, the pegasus who owned the place liked to open the place early and close it late
>'To catch the stragglers in the weird hours' she said
>You suppose it helped that she seemingly lived above the place
"Weirdly enough, that doesn't answer my question."
>"I was not so subtly saying that, if you don't help me, I'm throwing you under the carriage." Her messy mane half hangs over her eyes as she gives you a tired smirk
You scoff in mock hurt. "Honestly, is that anyway to treat a friend? With blackmail?"
>"I could say that a friend would just help without the need of blackmail but you're..." she pauses, searching for the word
"Incredibly charming?"
>"I was gonna say weird, but whatever floats your boat."
>You both share a laugh as you finally hear the trotting of hooves and the slight rattle of a tray
>Following it was the tantalizing smell of morning fuel
>The mare had a soft pink coat and strawberry-blonde mane tied up in a bun and covered by a hairnet, a small pair of glasses balanced on her nose
>"Hot Stuff, coming through." She says to the other non-existent patrons as she slides the trays she'd delicately balanced on her wings to you both. "And I ain't just talkin' about the food." She finishes with a small wink to you
"I can tell." You respond with a wink of your own
>A month ago, you wouldn't have been caught dead flirting with these aliens
>You were barely used to looking at yourself, let alone them

>>41623815
>Ever since you'd started getting out of your little bubble though, you'd decided to start thrusting yourself out of your comfort zone
>It was like throwing a kid in the deep end
>Uncomfortable, and you had no idea what you were doing
>But when you got used to it, it wasn't so bad
>She laughs heartily, clearly more awake than you and slaps the table with a hoof
>"Colt, you must be new here." Her laughs turn into chuckles.
>"That's her name, featherhead." Rainbow said through barely concealed snickers
>Your face twists uncomfortably as you try to hide behind your wing, causing both mares to laugh a little more
>It's a soft laugh though, so at least you're stuck comfortably in feeling embarrassed
>Seems you've drowned in this particular pool
>A poke from a pink hoof jolts you and you pull your wing down
>"You're lucky my husband doesn't pick up his shift until the kids are up, out of the house and in school." Her smile told you she was in equal parts enjoying your embarrassment and trying to comfort your slip-up. "But I tell you what, smart mouth, you made an old mare smile, and that ain't easy. This one's on the house."
>Seriously?
>Just like that?
>This place was always weird most, in a good way most of the time, luckily
>"So, can I get you two anything else?" She looks between you both and walks off with a nod when you wave her away
>Hash browns, hay bacon, hay fries, eggs and coffee
>It confused you the first time you saw eggs on a menu here, but after trying them you didn't care
>Why some animals were aware and some were still dumb as rocks, you didn't know, or care
>The hay bacon took a while to get used to
>After a month of no meat, you swallowed your pride, choked some down, and found it passable
>It didn't hold a candle to a nice crispy strip of pig meat, but you'd been happy enough on this new, forced vegetarian diet
>As you dig into the food, you feel the food and coffee finally beginning to grease the creaking cogs in your brain and limbs
"How do you even use the machines in the factory?"
>You don't pull your face up from your food as you throw out the question
>Through your peripherals, you see that Rainbow stays engulfed in her own meal as she answers
>"I can show you. I'm technically trained to be a Weather Team Captain."
"But you're not?"
>"Nah."
"Why? Pay not worth it?"
>"I still get paid a captain's wage for knowing, but we have enough that I'm basically just in reserves."
>Maybe you should look into this captain thing
>You weren't exactly strapped for cash
>But more couldn't hurt
>Then again, you never really found yourself wanting
>Everything just seemed to run really well
>Benefits of immortal, benevolent rulers and gold being as common as rocks
>"Besides, I don't wanna stay on the weather team anyway."
"Going somewhere?"
>The flick of her rainbow mane catches the edge of your sight and you look up
>She strikes a small pose which is decidedly less impressive by her bedhead and tired eyes

>>41623816
>"You're looking at a future Wonderbolt!"
"A what now?"
>You turn your muzzle back down to your plate as a small silence falls between you two
>As it persists, you pause and look up
>She's staring at you slack jawed
>Shit, that was something else a normal one of these lot was supposed to know, wasn't it?
>"You don't know who the Wonderbolts are!? Did you live under a rock before you came here?"
"If I said 'yes' would you let me go back to my hay bacon?"
>"Hay bacon schmay bacon!"
>That's a no then
>"The Wonderbolts are only the greatest aerial team in all of Equestria! Any pegasi who's any pegasi knows who they are, and wants to be one of them."
>You place a hoof on your coffee and a wing in front of your plate as her wing sweeps in a wide arc for dramatic effect
>While your order remains safe, she's scattered hay fries over the table and her coffee mug clinks as it spins towards the edge of the table
>"Their members have invented all sorts of techniques. Like the Thunderbolt Corkscrew, or the Blind Triad!"
>You lazily unfurl a wing to catch her forgotten coffee as it slips off the table's edge, and slide it back to her
"Uh huh."
>As Rainbow gets engrossed in her fangirling, you glance around the diner to take it in
>It was old fashioned in designed, but kept like new
>Hot Stuff clearly took pride in the place
>Pride well deserved, you thought
>A glance over at the mare in question shows her giving you a small nod
>Thankful that she wouldn't have to clean up coffee and shattered ceramic most likely
>You turn your gaze out the window
>Cloudsdale was a uniquely vertical city, even here, rather deep into the city, you could still see to its edge and to Equestria beyond
>The streets were empty because the sane ponies were still asleep
>"But the best of them has got to be their leader."
>Speaking of crazy
>You tune back into Dash now that she seems to be winding down
>"She's been an idol of mine for a while. Spitfire."
>The plane!?
>Probably not
>But still
"What's she done that's impressed you so much? Flew through fire or something?"
>"She's the youngest pony to ever become the leader of the Wonderbolts. You can imagine which record of theirs I want to beat huh?" She raises her eyebrows at you teasingly
>You don't know
>Taking the longest nap coma?
"All of them?"
>"See. You already know me so well."
>You share a smile as you begin to finish your breakfast, as she realizes that she barely touched hers during her rant
>Not that it matters as she races through it quick enough to finish her plate before you
>As she chews through her mountain in a mouthful, a thoughtful look crosses her face as her eyes narrow at you
>Poking your face, you check for any scraps of food that stuck to your fur, but find none
"What?
>"You..."
"Me." You confirm
>"I'm just wondering what the Wonderbolts record for altitude flying is"
"Probably like... two."
>"Two?"
You nod. "Two whole altitudes, at least."

>>41623817
>She gives you an unimpressed look, which you return with a smirk
>Her face doesn't break from the look, but you do see the smallest twitch at the corner of her lips
>You throw up your hooves and settles your smirk into a smaller smile
"Sorry, sorry, I can tell they mean a lot to you, I- I just don't have that same investment. Alright?"
>This seems to satisfy her as the resting smile returns to her
>"It's alright, dude, I kind of get it. Honestly, it's weird, but kind of nice to have someone who's clueless like you."
"Thank... you?"
>"You're welcome." She smirks. "I guess it's like... getting another perspective! You know?"
>You nod along with her words as you finish off the last scraps of food and dregs of coffee
>Noticing your meal winding down, Hot Stuff comes by and clears the table before walking off, waving you both off with no cheque
>You weren't gonna look that particular gift horse in the mouth
>Free food is free food
>Doesn't matter where you go
>As you both slip out of the booth, you stretch out one last time as you make your way to the door
>"You ready to get to work, Anon?" With a flap of her wings, she hovers above you
"No. Any chance you could tie down my wings and throw me off the edge so I can go home?"
>She smiles at your attempt at humour, though it's a little uncertain
>As you smirk up at her she relaxes, glad that you were, in fact, joking
>With a beat of your own wings you join her in the air, and begin the climb through the city towards the factory
>"Hey, since we're gonna have a few hours before the main bulk of workers come in, I've been meaning to ask, what's with your cutie mark?"
"What's a cutie mark?"
>She stops in the air, staring at you, a mix of disbelief and annoyance in her eyes as you fly past her
>"You have GOT to be messing with me, dude!"

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>>41623818
niseu

>>41623818
I haven't been this invested in a green in a very long time. Thank you, and keep it up.

>>41623818
>more green
Neat. This is good.

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More kirin!

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>>41600220

Up for more green.

Bump for more drawing.

>>41625953
I adore them!

God tier thread, glad Anonstallion is still going and I hope for its longevity. Someday there will be a big story repository for this like some other threads have.
Also, humans don't belong in Equestria.

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>>41627025
>humans don't belong in Equestria.
BASED!

>>41627044
>He landed Strawberry
This feels like an achievement.

>>41627436
>he doesn't know the original

>>41627437
That is the original one

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>>41625953
>anon having to sit there and listen to a song he already knows but he dosent want to interrupt her out of courtesy

>>41625953
kirins are so fucking adorable why wont hasjew give us more of them? :(

>>41627754
China got plushies of Autumn

>>41627809
i should get a poni plush one day

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>>41625953
gonna do requests tomorrow or nah?

>>41627437
I know what you're trying to do here. Fuck off.

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>>41628489
I'm going to do a few more Anon and Autamn pics. Go ahead and start making requests, and I'll start on them when I'm done with the kirin.

>>41629153
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=PcTzbr-9oMU

>>41629153
Is that supposed to be Blueblood?

>>41629140
And then they will celebrate with firey Nirik sex

>>41629140
After the kirin, more kirin.

>>41629733
>trap
He doesn't looks very feminine though.

>>41630226
good, sick of drawing mares and calling them stallions

>>41629140
hows about......
anon helping pinkie bake a massive cake!!

>>41629153
>saving the image in an aislop resolution so it trips my filters
reeee

>>41627437
>trying to peddle your cuck fetish again
nah mate. you fan fuck right off with that rubbish.

>>41631017
Would.

>>41632000
I'm jealous

>>41632000
And then they kissed

>>41623818
I really love this green, is cute and funny and I want more, thanks flr the update

>>41632000
Cute, anon your drawings are too cute

>>41634359
urge to write a green rising

>>41634359
This is hotter than it has any right to be.

>>41634448
DO IT!

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>Hey, you’re the new kirin everyone’s been talking about, right?
>Your name’s Anon?
>So... YOU WANT TO GO FISHING WITH US?!?
>Haha, easy there, Forest. Let’s not scare him off right away.
>Sorry about that, Forest here can get a little too excited at times. I’m Autumn Afternoon, this is Forest Fall and Pumpkin Smoke. We wanted to officially welcome you to the tribe and see if you’d like to spend the day with us?
>PLEASE SAY YES!
>After we catch some fish, we’re heading over to the brewery for a couple of beers. It'll be a good chance to relax, and tell you stories about our tribe.
>So, what do you think, Anon? Up for a bit of fishing and hanging today?

Wat do?

>>41634991
>Invited to a guy's night right upon entrance
Jackpot. Accept, of course.

>>41634991
I imagine Autumn would be the shouty one

>>41634991
sorry lads, I'm autistic as fuck and I would ruin the mood. I'm just gonna go find a secluded place and belly slap all day.

>>41635705
A bit, but not like Pinkie or so though. She just loves to talk a lot.

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>>41635880
Other Autumn

>>41623818
>"So, you talk now, huh?"
"Apparently so- um... Flutter?"
>"It's actually Flitter, and she's my sister, I'm Cloud Chaser."
>The mare points at a very similar pegasus who gives you both a wave
>Like you, she's helping put the finishing touches on the weather routine
>Now you're gonna have to figure out what to focus on to differentiate those two
>Differences, differences, differences
>Your eyes dart between the two mares
>Should be easy enough
>They were both a sort of purple color, but she had some white in her slightly spiky styled mane and tail
>The other’s mane was more straight and combed down, with a bow
>"You know, you actually lost me some bits"
"Wait, what? How?"
>Since your work is basically done, you lean against a cloud
>She joins in
>"The whole weather team had this betting pool going that you were a mute."
>She shrugs
>As if she'd just told you the most casual thing in the world
>"It started off as twenty bits from each pony, every month that passed with nopony confirming yes or no, another twenty went in. I lost 120 bits."
>Six months
>Had it really been that long?
>Had you really been that bad?
>How much worse would you have become?
>Your internal struggle doesn't go unnoticed
>A yelp escapes you as you're startled out of your thoughts by a poke
>Her previous worry devolves into a small snicker
>"S- sorry, I just wasn't expecting that."
>Despite your own worries, you let yourself relax again
>"If it makes you feel any better, Flitter was on the side of the betting pool that you weren't mute, even splitting it as we are, I'm making a profit."
>Meaning there were more ponies who thought you were mute, than ones who thought you weren't
>"Oh, that didn't help, did it?"
>Sighing, you simply wave the mare off
"Meh, I'll get over it."
>"By doing that... passing out thing you do?"
"Why? Is there another betting pool I should know about?"
>Her wings stiffen and eyes dart from side to side
>You’re not sure if you’re surprised or not that there was
>"Uh- what's that Flitter!? Coming!"
>Without another word she follows the imagined words away
>Initially, the thought stung, now these betting pools were just amusing
>Who knew you could become such a talk of the town by doing nothing?
>As you've been doing the past few months, you clock out and make your way out of the factory
>Recently you've really noticed just how much of a community these ponies really are
>Not just have
>Are
>They seem to live and breathe each other's lives
>And they were all too happy to bring you fully into the fold
>All too quickly too, some part of your brain adds
>Old memories told you not to trust people who smiled too wide or too often or were too eager to talk to you
>But these weren't people
>It was a strange thing to have to keep reminding yourself
>Did the fact you had to remind yourself mean you were getting comfortable?
>You shiver a little at the thought
>Unlike your old co-workers, you don't exchange mindless pleasantries and empty greetings

>>41636117
>Some of the pegasi of the factory fall in beside you and talk to you
>Sharing some of their life and day and you sharing the same
>They even ask you questions, actual questions, that you have to think about
>Like they actually cared about you
>It's nice
>You're not sure why you didn't want any of this
>"There he is!"
>Ah, there's that scratchy voice you've grown fond of
>With the sound of soft exertions and a blur of rainbow hues, Rainbow Dash does a small spin in the air before landing in front of you
>"Was wondering where you flew off too"
>She walks backwards as she talks to you
>It's all said with the cool confidence, and slight cockiness you've come to enjoy
"I was looking for you, slowpoke."
>A small teasing "ooo" comes from the other ponies
>Seriously, were you all adults, or children?
>Maybe these ponies just knew how to enjoy themselves
>From what you've seen, it's the latter
>She moves so that, still walking backward, she's just a few inches from you
>"As Applejack would say, "them's fightin' words" you really want to race me?"
"Depends, we doing speed, or endurance?"
>Cause if it was speed, you would graciously fly with your metaphorical tail between your legs
>Maybe the literal one too
>But if there was anything you'd built up in your months of flying
>It was endurance
>You admittedly weren't as confident as you tried to show even in that
>She had literal decades on you
>But your ego demanded you at least consider giving yourself 50:50 odds
>She laughs lightly
>"You think you can take me in either?"
"I KNOW I can fly TWICE as high as you can"
>She pauses, then lowers herself slightly, wings flared
>You match her
>It was at times like these you were thankful you weren't a complete hermit
>Just a partial one
>You'd managed to figure out some pony mannerisms simply by watching
>"So... it's a bet?"
"What are the stakes?"
>"Besides the ego-boost?"
"Or ego-check in your case."
>Another chuckle from her
>And one from you for good measure
>The jingle of coins pulls your attention to a, quite frankly, hefty coin purse she pulls out
>"I just so happened to win this from a certain betting pool about a certain pony, if you win, it's yours."
"And if you win?"
>"WHEN I win... you have to do me a favor."
>That makes you pause
>And her smirk tells you she intended that
>Money was nice
>But a blank cheque?
>Could be trouble
>If you had to cash it in
>Screw it
>The time of routines was over, now was the time to live dangerously
"You're on, Prism~"
>You smirk as she huffs out of her nose
>She didn't like the nickname you'd given her
>But she'd never given you reason to think she outright hated it
>You hold out a hoof and she bumps against it in a shake
>"Tomorrow, this weekend, midday, sharp."
"You want to wait? Why not today?"
>"You've still got the work gunk on ya, I want you at your best when I wipe the sky with you."
"I get it, you need a day to figure out how to come to terms with your inevitable loss."

>>41636120
>You both share a small smile before heading out of the factory and taking to the skies
>"So, you want to hit Hot Stuff's? And maybe not flirt with a married mare this time?"
>You roll your eyes
>That wasn't going away anytime soon
>You both weave through the soft clouded buildings and alleys of Cloudsdale as you descend away from the factory
"Don't worry, I'll keep my flirting to single mares from now on."
>You can tell she has a number of clever comebacks to your words
>Luckily she seems to choose the most tame
>"Good idea, and I mean, hey, if you want some practice, I think Cloud Chaser likes you."
"How is that possible? I'm pretty sure I learned her name today."
>Rainbow shows off her mastery of flying and acrobatics casually by flipping so she's flying backwards as she shrugs at you
>"Stoic, silent, reckless but good at flying? Some mares like that I guess."
"You almost sound like you're describing yourself."
>Her head snaps to you, brow raised and confusion painted on her face
>Hook, line and sinker
"You know, except for the 'silent' bit."
>Her confusion shifts to a more flat look
"Or the 'stoic' bit."
>You meanwhile, smirk wider
"And that "good at flying" is also a bit generous, so reckless- you're just reckless."
>She holds her unamused look for a moment before a smirk cracks the façade and she shakes her head, causing her mane to sweep back forth over her eyes
>"Idiot..." she mutters under her breath
"Back to Cloud Chaser though. Didn't I lose her a bunch of bits by being able to talk?"
>"That's perfect then," she nudges you with a hoof, "you can make it up to her by taking her on a date."
"I assume Hot Stuff's would probably be a bad first date choice?"
>"Oh, relax. And don't worry, this trip's gonna be on me."
>You wave her off as you land
"You don't need to do that, I'm gonna be getting a ton of bits soon."
>She knows where you're going with this, but doesn't stop you
>"Oh really?"
>Hot Stuff leads you two to a booth, smiling as she enjoys listening to your back and forth
"Yeah, you won't believe this, Dash, but some sucker made this bet with me that she's obviously gonna lose."
>"Oh really? Do I know her?"
>You shake your head
"Doubt it. Her name's Prism. Loud, kind of obnoxious, though her voice isn't too bad to listen to I guess, once you get over how scratchy it is.
>She chuckles on her side of the booth before leaning forward
>"It's funny you mention a bet, cause this absolute featherhead I know made a bet he's gonna lose too."
"Oh yeah? What are you getting out of it?"
>"A favor, I can't believe the colt actually agreed to it. Celestia, I'm not sure what's gonna be more fun, the favor, or watching him squirm while he waits for me to make up my mind."
"Do I know this colt?"
>"Well, he's a loner, nopony knows his name," she leans forward, with a wing by her muzzle, as if to hide her words, "and between you and me, I think he's mute."

>>41636122
You nod thanks to Hot Stuff as she brings over your usual coffee first. "Or maybe he just finds you all annoying." You hide your smirk in the mug as Rainbow chuckles into hers.
>"Order up, hon!" A deep voice bellows from somewhere in the bowels of the diner's kitchens
>Short Fuse, Hot Stuff's husband
>Thankfully he just has an affinity for fireworks
>Temper of a saint
>Gave you a mean stink-eye when you first met
>For about two seconds before breaking into good-natured laughter
>He liked to pat you on the back a lot
>And for a pegasus he walloped like an earth pony
>Luckily never too hard
>Speaking of earth ponies
>You should probably apologize to Applejack
>She'll probably be there with Rainbow's other friends when they hear about your little bet competition
>That thought sparks a reminder in your mind
"Hey, Rainbow."
>She looks up at you
"How many betting pools are there going on about me?"
>Now she looks nervously everywhere but at you
>"Duck!" Short Fuse calls from the kitchen
>A glance over shows no food coming out
>You briefly whip a head around
>There weren't any griffons here
>Ponies didn't... did they?
>Seemingly, in your confusion, Hot Stuff had come and gone with your order
>Rainbow probably ordered for you
>She only knew you a few days
>Which either meant she ordered you the perfect meal
>Or something you were gonna hate
>It was hard to tell with her
>"Tell you what, Anon, I'll let you in on the betting pools, IF, you help me win them"
"Only if I get half of what you win"
>"Only if you don't get half of what I've already won. You either get all or nothing tomorrow"
"Only if you cover the tab
>"Deal."
>She puts her hoof forward, and you bump and shake it
>"Duck!" Short Fuse calls again
>Again, you look and nothing, though you do feel a slightly harsh breeze
>You glance behind you
>The door's not open, and there wasn't any strong winds scheduled for a few days
>"So, anyway, you already know the first one. Let me see, what other ones were there?"
>She taps her chin with a hoof in thought
>How many bets have you caused?
>Unfurling her main primary, she uses it like a finger to point to her other wing as she counts the feathers and bets
>"There's one about when you're gonna crash during those flights you go on."
>Considering she was worried about scraping you off a hillside a few days ago, you wonder which side of that betting pool she's on
>"One's about your name, no one won that-"
"What did ponies think it was?"
>"There was a bet for Emerald Blitz, mine, one was Green Feathers," you almost argue that one, then you remember who you're talking to, "and the one was Petrichor Wind"
>Strange strange names becoming stranger still
>"There's another one about where you're from"
>That'll be another one she loses
>"One's about what your cutie mark means"
>You glance down at the strange mark on your flank
>You'd been aware of them since you arrived here and tried to scrub yours off

>>41636123
>A simple black question mark branded on you that contrasted against your green coat
>"And the last one's about whether you're gay or not."
"WHAT!?"
>Her face splits into a silent laugh as she chokes on air before devolving into a wheezing mess
>When she finally gets some air into her lungs she bursts into cackles and laughter and tears as she can't even look at you before breaking into more laughs
>"Dude, you should have seen your face!"
>You grumble, but only slightly
>That was something you could get back at her later for
>Right now, you're enjoying yourself
>"Order up!" Short Fuse calls and you hope that it's yours
>Someone smiles down on you as you're correct
>A small kick under the table jolts Dash to her sense as she wipes away the last of the tears, still giggling to herself as Hot Stuff puts your plates in front of you, glancing between you two with a smile
>What's in front of you is new, but as you try it, you don't hate it
>Maybe Dash took a shot in the dark and landed a hit
>Other than the occasional relapse into chuckles from Dash, your meal is pleasantly quiet
>You wonder what you'll do when you're done here
>"Duck!" Again, Short Fuse calls and you roll your eyes at the stallion
>Curiously though, you see Rainbow lower her head, as if du-
>Your thoughts are interrupted as something slams into the back of your head
>Hard
>You hit the table and bounce off it, food now on your face
>Motherfucker, you’re gonna hurt whoever threw that
>Briefly your heart races and your breathing quickens
>"Whoa- sorry dude, I forgot to tell you-"
>"MACH! You get your keister here, mister!
>You're only vaguely aware of Rainbow talking to you and Hot Stuff yelling at... someone
>Your senses slowly settle from the brief shot of adrenaline
>"But moooooom, dad called out, it's not my fault he didn't-"
>"Don't you dare blame that nice stallion, young colt, now you go over there and you apologize.
>"But this is our house."
>"We've been over this, upstairs in the house, this is the business, and everypony loves letting you fly around, but he's new."
>"But-"
>Short Fuse finally moves himself through the hole in the wall that acts as the window between kitchen and diner
>A red coat with a two-tone orange and yellow mane cut short and sharp, with stubble covering his muzzle
>Looked as tough as his name implied and also added to why his stink-eye had you worried before you found out he was as soft as his food was tender
>"That's enough buts outta you mister, you've only got the one anyway, now stop arguing with your mother and go apologize, he probably ain't even mad, just rattled."
>Hot Stuff comes over, a colt in tow
>Well, guess you’re gonna have to vent your anger with a few flights
>You almost feel bad for the kid, he was his mother's kid through and through
>Almost, he did wham you pretty good
>Pink coat flecks of red in his wings, and a strawberry blonde mane, though it was cut in the same style as his old man's

>>41636126
>Probably to offset the coat and try and show some of Short Fuse's toughness
>But still, pink coat on a colt, probably in school
>And kid's can be cruel
>He mumbles something as his hoof digs at the cloud ground
>"Speak Ponish, not Mumble, Mach. And look at him, you're not talkin' to the floor, sweetheart"
>He looks up, and you notice the tiniest flinch as his gaze meets yours
>Must have had a bad experience crashing into someone before
>"S- sorry mister."
"Relax kid, after all, there's nothing like a concussion to wake you up after a shift, I can probably sleep it off."
>"Anon!" You let out a small "ow" as Rainbow kicks you beneath the table
>Hot Stuff rolls her eyes, but smiles, glad that the situation went fine as she clears your ruined meal to get a new one
>The colt begins fluttering off, looking downtrodden and Rainbow lightly kicks you again before nodding at him
"Hey, kid! Mach, right?"
>He looks back at you
"You hit like a flying freight train, you know that?"
>You rub the back of your head again, just to double-check you're fine
>"I already said I was sorry!
"I mean... you'd make a hell of a firefighter when you're older."
>This stops the colt as his wings lightly click to his sides and he lands
>"You really think so?"
"You kidding? Pretty sure you could break rocks at that speed, let alone some wood and burning buildings. Or a Royal Guard even."
>His eyes light up as he trots back to your table
>”Really!?”
"Yeah, something that fast in metal armor? Celestia knows I'd never commit a crime with you around."
>"Cooooool."
>His gaze drifts off to somewhere
>Waving a hoof in front of him is ineffective
>Yep, he's daydreaming
>Hot Stuff returns with a piping hot and new meal for you
>"Alright, young colt, let's go help dad wash the dishes."
>"But moooom, I did it yesterday, the others are helping today."
>"Then do your homework"
>"I already did it, can I go outside?"
>The small family back and forth brings a small smile to you, though you pause as you glance up at Rainbow
>She's eyeing you curiously
"Worried about me?" You smirk
>Your sarcasm confirms to her that all your mental faculties are fine and she scoffs
>"Worried that you're gonna make out with your food again."
"Shut up." You say with a chuckle
>"No, seriously dude, save it for Cloud Chaser."
"Shut up!" You may be louder, but your smile is wider as you flick some of the food at her
>Luckily, you two don't devolve into a foodfight, just another conversation taking jabs at each other

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>>41636128
Glorious like always, thanks you so much for the update anon

>>41636128
https://ponepaste.org/10481
"Peganon" will be a temporary name until I can think of a better one or maybe it'll be that forever

>>41636128
Adorable. Gonna be eagerly awaiting for more!

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>>41636128
so good

>>41636128
Nice

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>>41636128
Continue.

>>41636162
>peganon
>peg anon
Anon...

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Last one for now. Things are picking up at work.

>>41637470
These are adorable.

>>41636128
>>41636162
This is my favourite on-going green at the moment so I eagerly await more

>>41637102
would you prefer susamous?

>Be Anonymous
>Wake up some grass field somewhere
>Have a killer headache, how did you even get out here?
>Last thing you remember is driving home when a truck-
>oh shit you died
>Either this is the afterlife or you got isekai’d into another world
>This place looks too nice to be hell and you being some contrived anime protagonist is too stupid to believe
>Might as well see what’s up here
>Try to stand, but realize your hands look like green knobs now
>Quickly find your body is covered in green, has wings matching your color, a black tail, and a question mark next to ass
>oh shit this is actually heaven! Or maybe one of those last good dreams you see before they die
>You’re an anon pegasus in mlp
>Wait does that mean…
>…
>Ok good, still a guy and probably what ever the pony age equivalent of 20 is
>Unfortunately, flying isn’t as natural as it look
>Just gotta walk like a normal person (or pony I guess) to find civilization
>Hopefully you’ll find Ponyville and won’t stand out for appearing out of nowhere

>>41637893
>>Wait does that mean…
imagine going to equestria as the autistic filly
i wanna go to equestria as a human so i can give ponies belly rubs. if i have to go as a poni then unicorn stallion sound kino