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>"Now where do you think you're going? Trying to gut a creature whose soft innards can handle diamond shards was comedically stupid, but it was also still an attempt to kill me and I can't just let that slide. Mommy Molestia raised no wimp... she raised a WARRIOR."

>>43187244
Time for Spike to go on some rampaging mode again (sexually)

>>43187244
This will end in creampies

Someone said a recap for Alanamous would be wise and while I don't see it may as well. I hope to have an update by tonight(Monday) so here is a very abridged version:

Original Story:
>Anon dates SciTwi.
>Anon cheats on SciTwi with Rainbow Dash.
>Anon fugs SciTwi.
>Gets exposed as a cheater.
>Anon an heores.
>Bad End

Main story:
>SciTwi is pregnant.
>Despite heavy pressure from her family, SciTwi gives up baby to Anon's parents.
>Alanamous is SciTwi's and Anon's daughter.
>Alanamous grows up without SciTwi present.
>Alanamous is bitter.
>Alanamous enters high school.
>Sunset Shimmer and Rainbow Dash are school staff.
>Both discover Alanamous as SciTwi's daughter.
>Sunset Shimmer pushes them to reunite.
>Doesn't go well at first.
>Then SciTwi and Alanamous slowly, but surley, gets a little closer together.
>Then SciTwi fucks it up.
>Alanamous is furious.
>Voices that aren't hers is telling her to kill SciTwi.
>Everyone is gathering at a dance to try and nip a possible magical quagmire in the bud.

>>43187913
Sometimes key details in a long story could be misremembered, so a recap is pretty helpful when that happens.

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>>43187629
EQG Stream this Sunday!
We'll be watching "Magical Movie Night" and playing Haxball, SRB2 Kart and Gartic Phone!
>Countdown
https://www.tickcounter.com/countdown/10061160/eqg-stream
Hoping to see you there!

>>43188177
Oh that’s neat, another one.

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Dat alicorn 2nd puberty...

>>43188396
Based Goddess Growth

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>>43185037
was not expecting the plot to be kick-started by a couple of CHS randos, but they do a good job of explaining everything to Anon. and they're right, Sunset is hot as hell

the post before this one had a typo, in case you want to fix it for a future pastebin
>Catchign the bus at the last second.
>>43185041
lmao. the second I read there was a green kid on the bus I knew who it was, which is why Pinkie works so well here. I usually really enjoy your Pinkie, and your other favorite green of mine is that one where she works at the pogo stick diner.

>"Learn anything new you didn't get to see on the Discovery Channel?"
kek
>>43185049
>"I'll find out if she's feeling anything herself too." Sunset gives you the answer
Mama Sunset is definitely going to be feeling herself later, don't you worry Sunset.

In the next post, I laughed out loud when Mama Sunset swiped the screwdriver out of his hand.

The part where she jumped him in bed was hot as hell, especially how you described some of the handjob stuff (wrist rolling, her thumb caressing his tip.) I loved it when the whipped cream thing came back while she was blowing him too, how she was using her tongue to get his cock to erupt more and more.

The awkward date at the end was good too and makes me want to read more, even if I did feel bad for Sunset. yeah, i'm really enjoying this one Grey, thanks for writing the prompt

>>43187097
>>43187098
I love tomboy abs

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>Ember: "HEEEY THORAX! THERE YOU ARE!"
>Smolder: "COME ON, OCELLUS! THE LAVA IS NICE AND WARM!"
>Thorax: *whisper* "Would it be akward to tell them we can't swim?"
>Ocellus: *whisper* "I think it would be more akward if get turned into sculptures, your majesty."

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>>43189114
>THE LAVA IS NICE AND WARM!"
My sides.

>>43189114
I love dragon girls

>>43189849
Already the best pic of this new trend I've seen so far.

I've been going back and forth with this. I hope it comes off as well as it did in my head.

Anyways, here's more Alanamous

>You are Sunset Shimmer.
>And you are pretty proud of yourself.
>You stand over on a stage overlooking the large ballroom full of students.
>Mingling.
>Dancing.
>And generally having a good time.
>Not bad for your first Spring Formal as Principal.
>All with help from some good friends of course.
>After a few minutes of overlooking the large gathering of students, you now make your way off stage to walk the grounds and leave the DJ to their duties.
>And to continue to admire the work that was put in to make this year's Spring Formal spectacular.
>Adorned all over the walls and draped over the ceiling were a brilliant diamond coated drapes.
>The bright sparkly gleam from the diamonds shining in the lights made the hall all the more beautiful.
>You pass through a small group of students and see the one who was responsible for the diamond studded hall.
>One of the chaperone's for this dance.
>Her deep blue trench coat with white fur collars and cuffs flowed down to near her feet.
>Her skin still a silky smooth white just like when she was younger.
>Granted, she adorned almost as much makeup as Cadence to keep her youthful appearance.
>But this one let her hair naturally age as she has a sizable silver streak in her long flowing purple hair.
>She seemed to be in deep conversation with some students when she notices you.
>Her face lights up brighter than the gleaming diamonds she made for the event and turns to you.
>”Sunset, darling!”
>She calls out to you with her arms wide open.
>You approach her and right into her embrace.
“Good to see you too, Rarity.”
>You greet your longtime friend arms wrapped around Rarity.
“You've done an incredible job in jazzing up the hall for the dance.”
>You complement the work she has done in decorating the room.
>With a little help from her powers.
“And..., thank you for coming and being a chaperone for tonight.”
>You then thank her.
>To which she lightly waves you off.
>”Oh it's no big deal.” She easily brushes off the complement. “Though I must ask”
>She adds while looking around the hall.
>”What is this..., Magical issue that you speak of?”
>You just nod and rub her shoulder.
“I'll explain once I've confirmed the others are here. For the time being enjoy the dance.”
>You reassure her.
>”Oooh, it'll be marvelous to see Twilight Sparkle again! It's been so long.”
>She coos and pats you on the shoulder and you move on.
>You already know most of the girls are here.
>It's Twilight you're not sure if she is here or not since she is, even to this day, notoriously bad at keeping track of time.

>>43190128

>Even when this possible dire situation involves her daughter.
>Speaking of which.
>You haven't seen Alanamous or her friends anywhere in the convention center yet.
>And you know she's going to be here as her name appears student guest list.
>You may want to intercept either her or Twilight Sparkle before they have a chance to run into each other.
>You don't know what could happen if they meet again and cooler heads don't prevail.
>The thought of it puts a pep in your step.
>As you move along, you are now passing by a line of vendor stands that were set up along the sides of the ballroom.
>Various stands were set up and provided various snacks, sweets and drinks.
>Much of the food is from local vendors who were generous enough to donate some of their service and time.
>You stop in front of one of said vendors.
>Their booth was filled with various snacks and pastries.
>All revolving around a single item.
>Apple slices
>Apple pies.
>Apple fritters.
>Applesauce.
>A punch bowl with paper cups littered around it filled with a light brown liquid.
>You assume apple juice.
>You smile and look up to the vendor manning the booth and see a familiar face.
“How are things going so far AppleJack?”
>AppleJack
>Another one of your friends.
>And another element of harmony.
>She hasn't changed much since the last time you saw her a few months ago.
>Orange skin.
>Long blonde hair with small silver streaks done into a messy pony tail.
>Her signature cowboy hat now withered and wrinkled from years of use.
>She wore a tattered two tone brown checkered pattern flannel shirt over he white t shirt.
>Faded jeans with small pockets of tears along the sides.
>She wore a simple white apron with an apple imprinted with it over her outfit.
>Her bright green eyes are now accompanied with dark bags underneath them.
>Despite that, she still had a bright smile at the sight of you.
>”Thing's are lookin' pretty good so far shug.”
>She happily replied.
>She took a moment and came from around her set up to give you a quick hug.
“I really do appreciate you helping out tonight and getting all this ready in such a short amount of time.” You thank your friend. “Especially with how busy you usually are with your work at the farm.”
>AppleJack casually waves you off.
>”D'aww shucks, ain't no thing, Ah got Mac'n his kin and Applebloom working just for tonight.”
>She easily reassures you.
>”Besides, this'll be a prime opportunity to promote Sweet Apple Acres' products to the new kids.”
>She adds and you pat her on the shoulder.
“Well, I'm going to do a walk around to see if everyone is here and we can all regroup.”
>AppleJack smiles.
>”Can't wait to see Twilight! It's been too long!”
>You nod again.
“Take care and see you in a minute.”
>You finally take your leave to see if everyone else is present.
>As you navigate your way through the crowd of students you run into Rainbow Dash.

>>43190130

>She was in her usual getup of a white shirt and navy blue over shirt and black leggings.
>You nod to Dash and she walks up to you.
>”Hey.”
>She simply greets you and you nod in response.
“How are things looking so far?”
>You ask.
>”So far so good.” She responds. “I haven't seen Alanamous or her friends yet.”
>You take a quick scan of the area to see if you can notice her.
>And of course you don't see her or the others.
>”Is Twilight around?”
>Rainbow Dash then asks and you shake your head.
“No, and I hope to catch her before she tries to confront Alanamous before we've all gathered at least.”
>You explain to Dash.
>”What about the others?”
>She then asks.
“Rarity and AppleJack are here, I know Pinkie Pie is here but haven't seen her yet. Same with Fluttershy.”
>You explain, still looking around in the hopes of spotting either Alana or Twilight.
>Still nothing.
>You nod to Dash and continue on your patrol of the grounds.
>as you make your way through the crowds of students you can't help of be nostalgic for when you were a student attending gatherings such as this.
>Though some of them you would much rather forget.
>There were still more good memories than bad ones at least.
>You then hear a large and loud ovation not too far from you which caught your attention.
>You decide to investigate the noise to make sure it wasn't a fight or anything nefarious.
>As you approach the origin of the ovation you notice a few familiar faces.
>First was Pinkie Pie.
>Years of consumption of sweets hasn't been too kind to her figure but she still seems her comfortable in her skin regardless.
>She was accompanied by her husband, Cheese Sandwich.
>Together, they run a party planning and events show.
>It was a no brainier to have them come and set up a performance for the Spring Formal.
>They were in the middle of a bit that involved several animals.
>After it all the crowd once again cheered for them as they took a bow.
>Pinkie then noticed you and you meekly waves from the background.
>She whispers something to her husband and then makes her way towards you.
>”Thank you so much Canterlot High! We are gonna take a short break but we'll be back real soon!”
>Cheese announced to the students which caused the crowd to thin out a bit so Pinkie had a straight shot to you.
>As she got closer she held her arms out for an embrace.
>You then step up and wrap your arms around your friend.
>”Sunset!”
>Pinkie exclaims as she squeezes you tight.
>Causing some minor discomfort.
“Good to see you too, Pinkie.”
>You breathe out as you continue to lose oxygen from you friends tight grip around you.
>Despite her size she still has impressive strength
>She finally lets you go and you can breathe freely again
“Thanks for agreeing to come and participate on such short notice”
>You thank her and she giggles
>”Oh it's no biggie! Anything for a friend!”
>She loudly exclaims in her eternal optimistic tone
>”Besides! It's thanks to you that we are able to try out our new routine!”

>>43190131

>She adds as she now points in the direction of a small gathering of animals.
>Kneeling and attending to the animals was yet another old friend.
>After she was finished with her work she then stands and turns to you.
>Fluttershy.
>If all the others looked a little heftier, Fluttershy looks thinner than she did back in high school.
>Well, Rainbow Dash looks as fit as she did back in high school.
>Fluttershy's pink hair a little paler than it was all those years ago.
>And little more messier.
>She wore a pale green one piece dress.
>She puts on a tired smile and she comes up to embrace you.
“Hey Fluttershy.”
>You greet her.
“Are you a part of the show with Pinkie now?”
>You ask.
>Fluttershy shakes her head.
>”Oh no, She just wanted me to help with some animals for tonight.”
>She explains.
>That's right, she works over at the shelter.
>Also helps that she can talk to the animals for better cooperation.
“Thank you again for doing this, Fluttershy.”
>You thank another friend.
>And that leaves everyone except for Twilight Sparkle.
“Well, everyone is here except for Twilight.”
>You announce to Pinkie and Fluttershy.
>”Is she okay?”
>Fluttershy asks about Twilight.
>Which caught you a little off guard.
“O-oh, she's fine!” You quickly answer. “She just always has a million things going on, you know how it is.”
>Fluttershy looks concerned.
>”Will she really show up tonight to just be a chaperone?” She questions. “Is this magic issue you briefly spoke of really that big a deal?”
>You slowly nod.
“It kinda is.” You respond “But I want to make sure everyone is gathered so she can tell you all what is really going on.”
>After you tell them you notice someone in your peripheral.
>Alanamous has arrived with her friends.
>It doesn't look like she and Twilight ran into each other.
>Perfect.
>Even more so now that they are unknowingly approaching you.
>You turn to face the students and call out to them.
“Welcome to the Spring Formal.”
>You greet the students and they notice you.
>”Principal Shimmer!”
>Sunny Starscout was the one who called out to you.
>They all gathered around you.
>With Alanamous hanging in the back.
>Before anyone says anything, Alanamous then turns to leave the group.
>You try to step away to follow her but then the others get in your way.
>”Sorry but, do you have a minute?”
>Sunny then asks you.
>Shit.
>You want to speak to Alanamous.
>But as Principal, it's not a good look to just blow off students who want your attention.
>You dart your eyes from Sunny to Alanamous several times.
“S-sure!”
>You awkwardly say.
“Is it important?”
>You then add, equally as awkward as your last line.
>”It kind of is.” Sunny answers. “It's about that time at Twilight's lab.”
>That immediately got your attention.
>”And Alanamous.”
>Okay.
>Now you are focused on them.
>You just hope this won't further complicate things.

>>43190133

>Be Twilight Sparkle.
>Sitting in your car.
>Outside the Canterlot Convention Center.
>Site of this years Canterlot High Spring Formal.
>You are trying to mentally prepare yourself.
>You need to confront your daughter.
>But she is avoiding you.
>And from some accounts, there seems to be a voice in her head telling her to kill you.
>Working theory is she inherited something else from you besides your bad eyesight and brains.
>But a magical monster that you thought you sealed away in you.
>You were afraid that if you ever had any children that this could be a possibility.
>So now you had to resort to this.
>Confronting her.
>In a large crowd.
>This will be interesting regardless.
>Your plan was to have the other elements present in the case things go south.
>You haven't seen many of your friends for years.
>And now all of a sudden everyone is together.
>To perhaps zap a monster.
>A monster that happens to be your own flesh and blood.
>Even more than your flesh and blood, but your very own child.
>It happened to you in the past.
>It wasn't so bad so perhaps it won't hurt your daughter.
>You take a deep breath.
>You've stalled enough.
>And you've hid yourself from this for too long.
>It's time you take care of this once and for all.
>To take care of Midnight Sparkle once and for all, if at all possible.
>And.
>If possible.
>Reconcile with Alanamous.
>You finally exit your car.
>Chaperone badge in hand.
>And you enter the convention center.
>You were in awe at the décor of the large hall.
>Shining diamonds littered along the ceiling of the hall with lights highlighting the brilliance of them.
>No doubt the work or Rarity.
>Many of the students were dancing and socializing with each other and most importantly, not noticing you.
>You were able to navigate through the bundle of students freely in the hopes of trying to locate Sunset Shimmer.
>But then you see her.
>Alanamous.
>She was by herself.
>Making her way out of the hall.
>A golden opportunity.
>But then you remember.
>The strategy was to confront her with Sunset Shimmer.
>You should stick to the plan.
>Considering she is avoiding you.
>But...
>You are going to have to corner her sooner or later.
>Regardless if Sunset, Dash or the others are with you.
>Also she isn't with her group.
>So you have her alone.
>You have decided to go and confront her.
>It's better to take care of this as soon as possible.
>The situation shouldn't be that bad.
>You now proceed in her direction.
>And pass through the door she went through.
>Through the door you are now in a room that was similar to the main hall.
>Just a bit smaller.
>And not as bright as the room was lit by the standard florescent lighting of the building.
>There you saw her.
>Alanamous.
>Sitting by herself on an office chair.
>Away from everyone.
>As you slowly creep closer to your daughter you have a better look at her dolled up appearance.
>Your heart flutters a bit at how beautiful she looks right now.

>>43190136

>Her face glowing in the pale artificial lighting of the room along with her hair.
>Smoothed, neatly done and shined in the same lighting.
>You got close enough that she noticed someone was in the room with her and looked in your direction.
“Hey.”
>You meekly wave to her.
>Alana's initial reaction was one of shock but then quickly turns to annoyance.
>She then starts to get up from her seat.
>”Oh, yeah, now that there is nobody around you want to talk to me.”
>She bitterly spits out as she now storms away from you.
“Wait!” You call out. “I'm sorry for what happened at the Sifu test!”
>You try to apologize for what happened the last time you two were together while trying to catch up to her.
“We need to talk!”
>You raise your voice which makes Alana turn to face you.
>”You had your chance!”
>She yells at you which stops you in your tracks.
>”And after months of doing things together and just when I start feeling like maybe I finally have a mother; You STILL wouldn't tell a friend that I was your daughter!”
>There was a sting in her glare that pierced you as bad as her words.
>You try to keep your composure.
“Will you PLEASE listen to me!?”
>You further raise your voice an octave.
>Which doesn't help in deescalating the situation.
>”What the fuck for!? You had seventeen years to at least send a postcard or SOMETHING showing that you at least cared even a little bit like you claim, but no!”
>She steps towards you.
>And you step up as well.
“Alanamous PLEASE!”
>Your voice raises again
>She isn't intimidated.
>”And when we are finally in the same room with each other you just try to play dumb until I say some shit that makes you just casually spill it out like it's some fucking accident!”
>Your pendant is starting to react.
>Not good.
>You need to stay calm.
>Even if Alanamous isn't listening to you.
>”And then you give me some bullshit spiel about how if dad were still alive I could have been aborted and you tried to play the hero and save me because he's dead so he can't defend himself!”
>That came out of nowhere.
>Again with Anon?
>Where the fuck did she get that from?
>Is that how she felt about your explanation?
>You are starting to feel hot at that.
>You never insinuated that.
>But now Alanamous is right up on you.
“I NEVER TRIED TO 'PLAY THE FUCKING HERO' ABOUT WANTING YOU ABORTED!”
>You scream in her face.
>You're blowing up on her.
>Which caught her off guard.
>You are tired of her having this perfect picture of Anon in her head.
>You tried to hold your tongue about it.
>You tried to preserve it.
>No more.
>But now if she wants the truth, she's getting it.
“YOU WANT TO KNOW WHAT REALLY HAPPENED AND WHY HE DIED?”
>You ask.
>Alana stays silent.
“HE WAS FUCKING RAINBOW DASH BEHIND MY BACK!”
>Still yelling at the top of your lungs.
“ALL THE WHILE WE WERE TRYING TO SAVE OUR RELATIONSHIP, HE WAS FUCKING YOUR SOCCER COACH IN MY OWN HOUSE!”
>Alana's face was no longer angry..

>>43190138

>Now it was blank, almost shocked look.
“AND AFTER HE TOOK MY VIRGINITY AFTER HE WAS BETRAYING MY TRUST, PRINCIPAL SHIMMER EXPOSED HIM AS THE DIRTY PIECE OF SHIT CHEATER AS HE WAS, AND WHAT DID HE DO AFTER HE WAS CAUGHT? HE PUNCHED AND KNOCKED OUT RAINBOW DASH AND RAN INTO THE FOREST AND JUMPED OFF A CLIFF!”
>Your voice is starting to hurt from yelling at the top of your lungs.
>The noise you were making started to attract a small crowd.
>Despite the noise in the other in the main hall.
>You didn't care anymore.
“HE KILLED HIMSELF AND TOOK THE COWARDS WAY OUT BECAUSE HE COULDN'T COPE WITH HIS FUCK UPS AND I DAMN WELL GARANTEE YOU THAT HE WOULDN'T HAVE BEEN MAN ENOUGH TO FIX OUR MISTAKE-”
>You stopped dead in your tracks.
>But it was too late.
>You said the 'M' word.
>To Alanamous.
You were mortified with yourself now.
“Oh no!”
>You said out loud to Alana.
>Who just continue to stand there.
>Staring blankly into the void.
>No sheen or light in her eyes.
>”I-I'm a..”
>Then her eyes started to gloss over.
“No!”
>You tried to run up to her and she easily pushed you away and started to run away.
>She was quick but you used your telekinesis to stop her in her tracks in a panic.
>She then stood frozen in place.
>You quickly ran up to her and she actually broke free of your magical grip.
>Alana then turned and squared herself up.
>She squatted and drove her elbow into your midsection.
“OOF!”
>The force of her strike was enough to send you flying back several feet and you tumble onto the ground.
>Good god that felt like getting hit full force by a battering ram.
>You try to get back up but the pain from the strike was too much and you fall over coughing violently.
>You moan in pain as you try to look over to Alanamous.
>She was still in her pose.
>Hyperventilating.
>You saw the hatred in her eyes.
>Along with tears streaming out from both.
>”You.” She began. “Fucking piece of shit!”
>She roared.
>It was then she started to glow.
>”I FUCKING HATE YOU!!”
>She let out this otherworldly wail.
>Then you saw cracks in her face.
>It seemed like Alanamous was aware of them as she now had this worried look on her face.
>The cracks began to spread across her face and down her neck and shoulders.
>Alana's face look like she was in pain at the fissures across her body.
>The cracks then started to glow neon green and Alana knelt down.
>She starting to grunt and scream as if there were an internal struggle.
“A-lana..”
>You tried to talk but it hurt to even breathe.
>Perhaps thanks to a broken rib.
>Alana continued to struggle until she started to float in the air.
>The Dark aura that surrounded her started to intensify as the fissures emitting the neon green energy all over her body begin to shine brighter.
>”AHHHHHHHH!!!”
>Another shriek into the sky as she was engulfed by a black energy ball.
>An explosion of violet and green energy erupts and blinds you.

>>43190140

>You try to shield your eyes from the blinding light but the force from the explosion pushes several feet away.
>Finally several moments it was safe to look.
>Where Alanamous stood is now someone floating in the air.
>Her jet black hair flowed up like a large black flame.
>A long violet unicorn horn in the middle of her forehead along with white energy rings around her eyes that were currently shut.
>Her gigantic black angels wings had patterns of green and violet across the wingspan.
>She wore a black strapless one piece dress with green outline and violet streaks along the lower half and matching pattern boots.
>Her hands were larger and fingers were more like claws.
>Finally she opened her eyes.
>Her eyes were still moderate violet like your own.
>However, there was definite fear in them.
>Then her pupils started to constrict.
>Once they reached the center of her all white eyes, then the whites began to constrict until there was nothing but pure darkness and a single tiny white dot in the center of a void.
>”AH HAHAHAHA!”
>Alana.
>No.
>It's not her.
>Midnight Sparkle began cackling like a wild animal.
>”FINALLY!! AFTER MANY LONG YEARS, I'M FREE!!”
She screamed and let out a massive energy blast that once again sent you flying back.
>You tumbled along the floor until you were closer to the entrance to the main hall.
>You then watch in horror as the energy blast rips apart the large room you were in and you were greeted with the moonlit night.
>”Twilight!?”
>A familiar voice screams out to you.
>You slowly try to look over to who shouted at you.
>But you were still weak from Alanamous' strike.
>It was then you felt someone try to lift you from the ground only for you to yelp out in pain.
>”Are you okay!?”
>You weakly turn to look at your friend.
“Sunset.”
>You weakly call out.
“I'm sorry, I screwed up again.”
>You apologize to your friend.
>Sunset Shimmer now beside you.
>”What happened!?”
>She yells.
>You both then look at the creature who now is starting back at you.
>A look of anger and a hunger.
>A hunger for violence.
>What have you done?

and that's the update, updated paste here:
https://ponepaste.org/10863

Well, I hope I can get out of this. I was torn on if I should use the 'mistake' line as that is a very big thing. Which is why she didn't say 'she was a mistake' but there is insinuation. I did say things would go to shit real fast and now we have the infamous Midnight Sparkle spawn: Zero Hour Alanamous

As always, questions, comments, concerns, complaints, critiques, any and all (You)'s welcome

>>43190145
Really based update!

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>>43190532
Didn’t realize how old this was until I checked the link

>>43190145
Damn. What a troubling note to end this on. I’ll be looking forward to what comes next.

>>43190411
>”M’sugarcube.”

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RPing with Shimmy and Ponk.

>>43191280
I don’t think it’s talked about enough that these two are dynamic duo

>>43191394
A* dynamic duo

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Moon cheese is stored in the tits.

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>>43191394
Probaably because tt's kind of overshadowed by Twi and Pinkie's dynamic duo/ship. Both are overly organized and obsessive, as well as mentally ill but one is very serious, nerdy, anti-social (even after her character development she's still quite the shut-in), a bookworm and snarky emo (well, that one she used to be) and the other is goofy, happy-go-lucky, social, a party girl, usually on her manic mode and her depressive mode is a punk.
Yes, I know you're talking about EqG, but let's be real, most people don't make the distinction in their heads, except for very specific characters, like Sci-Twi.

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>>43191329
Sexy cellist

>>43191422
The moon really is made of cheese or at least her milk jugs are

>>43188396
How nice of them to cuddle around her during her lewd growth spurt

>>43191844
I’d help her pick up her marbles (after plapping her)

>>43191445
Interesting breakdown of their characters. I’m not sure how Pinkie can be described as organized like Twilight is though.

>>43192344
Probably not nearly as much as FiM Pinkie Pie, for sure. We certainly never saw her secret Party Planning Cave. (wa-hey)

>>43192390
True lol

>>43191422
What I’d give to suck on those huge moon tits all night

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>>43191445
>>43192344
>>43192390
Again, let's be real, most people don't make the distinction in their heads for most EqG characters. Hell, the EqG stuff didn't even bother giving any human other than Sci-Twi a different appearance than their pony counterparts when they got ponified.

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>>43191844
>"S-sooo... what do you, uh, think?"
>"...It..It looks...good... I guess... and... it's comfortable... Thanks for... trying it with me..."
>"Uh n-no don't mention it. I understand trying more... risque clothes can feel.. akward. B-but really you have no reason to doubt yourself, just like miss Rarity said, you're a natural model."
>"..."
>"I-is something wrong? If I, uh, said something weird, I-"
>"No, it's just, you... uh, you also look... very... beautiful."
>"W-w-w-what!?! No, me... I'm not- I don't think I'm..."
>"No, you're... very pretty..."
>"..."
>"..."
They "tested dresses" until the next morning.

>>43192947
Just girl things

>>43192881
>pic
Who’s OC is that laying on the ground?

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>>43193157
No idea.
Also, my bad.

>>43193769
Can't go wrong with a thick dragon

>>43192947
I miss the guy writing the shy girls green

>>43194251
Hope she doesn’t wake up from what I’d do

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>>43194251

>>43194653
Idk man, some people wake up when you put a blanket on them

>>43194012
maybe he got his own harem of big titty girls that take up all his time now

>>43195271
Please just let them tackle me and to whatever they want together to me. I’m ready.

>>43195271
>>43196023
I thank all that is good for big boobs

>>43196023
Wish that was be between them

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>>43196951
That isn't very aerodynamic, not that I'm complaining...

>>43196988
She keeps her fast in her chest.

>>43197002
That works too

>>43196988
>That isn't very aerodynamic
Thus why she's discharging them.

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>>43197401
>Sure, Twi! Undoing that front knot of your shirt in the hallway could land you in trouble

>9

>>43194653
>>43195139
>thinking she's actually asleep

>>43197401
Twi really rocks the slutty schoolgirl getup

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>>43196951
>>43197002
would love to know what her "fast" holders feels like in my hands

>>43198874
They feel like heaven

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It's been a minute since I last updated but don't worry I'll get this story done. I've been swamped with work and that shit takes priority.

>>43199272
Take your time man

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>>43188177
Tomorrow!
>Countdown
https://www.tickcounter.com/countdown/10061160/eqg-stream

>>43200077
Good stuff
>>43199995
Can’t wait

>>43199925
Those different color fingernails feel off to me. At least on Rarity

>>43200077
I’ll never get tired of this adorable ship

>>43195139
>>43197924
She would sleep soundly for 14 hours after I’m through with her

>>43201688
She’s taking good care of them alright

>>43201166
Why does pinkie have two sets of eyebrows?

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>>43197401
>>43198241
That she does.

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>>43187629
3 hours to start!
>Countdown
https://www.tickcounter.com/countdown/10061160/eqg-stream
>Cytube
https://cytu dot be/r/EQG-Stream

>>43201885
Good question. To which I do not have an answer.

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>>43201897
Starting!!
>Cytube
https://cytu dot be/r/EQG-Stream
https://cytu dot be/r/EQG-Stream
https://cytu dot be/r/EQG-Stream

>>43201897
>pic
>Getting used to dancing in her underwear on camera for fame

>>43202419
Photons are stored in the tits
>missing from pic: me getting happily sunburnt

>>43202419
>>43202496
>>43203358
It’s simple. Celestia just needs some “Sunscreen”.

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>>43187244
>>43201894

>>43203410
Goddess I wish that was Me.

I find humor in the fact that this song https://youtu.be/ebwc6mbgpqA?list=PLqs-DTviWC-hrK9mkDKQ9KnAJ2ZrN_rdO has been a tremendous help and inspiration in writing Zero Hour Alanamous' scenes

>>43203791
Cute!

Nearly 6k words out the gate, sorry about that.

>Ah, Canterlot City
>In the past decades most people would describe it as a sleepy little town
>If one had to mention anything of note about the place it'd probably be the completely one-sided rivalry that had been going on between the two local high schools for decades
>The kind of losing streak Canterlot High had going on really had to be studied, something that truly sad only came around once in a lifetime
>Of course then a demon tried to enslave the school's populace and things really weren't ever the same afterwards
>Ever since then, the city gained a bit of notoriety, being ranked pretty damn high on clickbait articles of dangerous towns to avoid visiting across the country
>So many exploded gas mains, peculiar weather balloons falling, mass gas leaks had been reported over the years that it almost made one question how there was even a city left standing
>The locals knew better, of course
>Just a bit of chicanery to keep any government higher than the local authority from turning their eyes on the town and getting a real look at what was going on: the continued leakage of Equestrian Magic into the world
>Almost everyone had stories to swap about cherished items gaining enchantments, or a neighbor going berserk and turning into an angry grievance-themed wizard before getting their ass beat by a septet of women
>It was just a fact of life living in Canterlot City that at some point you were going to get hit in the face with a rainbow
>Don't make a big deal out of it
>(Seriously, don't make a big deal about it, no one wants the FBI raiding the town)
>And so for a time that was life
>But as everyone got a little older
>A new aspect of the town was developing
>Ever since that fateful Battle of The Bands a little over half a decade ago, the music scene in Canterlot City had grown more and more prominently
>Dozens of bands and solo acts had been spurred to action by the Dazzlings and their Siren's Call
>Inspired by the breakout performance of The Rainbooms that had saved the school from being turned into a feeding ground for the Sirens, many groups were also keen to try their hand at being something
>Years after this generation had graduated from High School, many groups still persisted
>Bookings for gigs were cutthroat in Canterlot City
>Dozens of acts fighting over the scraps they could, trying to get their names out there
>And so, what was originally a nowhere town with almost nothing to speak of about it turned magical hotspot was now on the precipice of something else:
>Becoming the next Nashville or New Orleans
>All this town needed was one breakout group to put it on the map
>Anyone not actively participating in the scene "knew" that that was going to be The Rainbooms, still going strong all these years later
>But Trixie and The Illusions, Flash Drive, The Snapshots, MC Snips, DJ Pon-3, among many others...
>Well, they certainly had their own ideas on who was Number One in town

>>43204264
>Where did (You) figure into all of this, though?
>Well, that's simple:
>In the middle of all of these competing bands, (You) were a Mercenary
>...
>No, not that kind of mercenary, obviously
>That wouldn't be at all relevant to the premise we just spent 3500 characters setting up, now would it?
>You were a Lyrical Mercenary
>A surprisingly lucrative profession, if you say so yourself
>Because at the end of the day, there's two things these bands manage to have in common:
>Almost everyone is in their mid-20s, and no one's doing this professionally yet
>Which means beyond having to practice their sets and meet up for gigs
>They also their day jobs to contend with
>Some have college courses to attend
>Most often have both
>And sometimes? A bandmate couldn't make a show because they spent all night cramming for an exam and they're totally burnt out
>Or their boss is being a huge dick and sprung overtime on them on nights when they already had a show lined up
>Or a litany of other reasons that resulted in the same thing: a band was down a member and needed someone to slot in on short notice
>That's where the Mercenaries came in
>Musicians unaffiliated with any band who were happy to fill in those missing slots... for a fee
>(You) were far from the only one, of course
>But if you were to let yourself crow a bit, you were absolutely the best Mercenary in the city
>(You) are Power Chord, and ever since you were a snotty little baby, playing with the toy drum you mother bought you to distract and wear you out while she fucked the pool boy, music was your life
>As you grew up and got more acquainted with it, there wasn't an instrument you didn't try your damndest to master if you could get your hands on it
>And at Crystal Prep Academy, with its' ludicrously funded music department (along with every other department being flush with cash, who was Principal Cinch fucking?)
>That meant you got your hands on quite a few of them
>The end result being an incredibly well-rounded proficiency with all manner of instruments
>Guitars of all stripes (Lead, Bass, Rhythm), drums, violin, piano - even the mighty keytar
>There hadn't been a request for mercenary work that crossed your way that you hadn't been able to fulfill yet
>Your ability to slot into any role had made you quite in demand
>From running drums for Flash Sentry and his Flash Drive
>Shredding lead guitar for Photo Finish's Snapshots
>You once even took the stage with Octavia Melody for a cello duel at her behest
>Your most prominent and persistent clients, though?
>Easily The Rainbooms
>Fielding seven members all with incredibly busy lives meant that more often than not at least one of them simply couldn't make a performance here and there
>Whether the bassist Applejack had put off the harvest for too long and couldn't leave the farm
>Or keytarist Rarity had deadlines to meet for her boutique that simply couldn't be pushed back further

>>43204267
>Or the drummer Pinkie Pie finally crashed after a week straight of partying and working overtime at her bakery job and was going to go into a coma for at least 48 hours
>Or anything the rest of the group couldn't hold off any longer
>They made for a most lucrative group on your end
>And tonight was no different
>The aforementioned Pinkie Pie was in the midst of another one of her sugar comas, leading you to take up the role for them
>You all performed exceptionally, naturally
>This was far from your first time working with the Rainbooms, and despite not being a member you had picked up on their cadence as if you'd founded the band by this point
>So when the crowd for the decently sized auditorium they'd managed to pack erupted, you simply basked in it with them
>(That and finally let out a deep breath behind the mask you were wearing)
>(Mercenaries tended to make it very apparent that they weren't a member of the band they were working for - some of them took to wearing elaborate costumes that clashed against the rest of the group's aesthetic, along with stage names)
>(You kept it simple: a green full face mask that Rarity had very kindly stitched together for you, obscuring your face and replacing it with a massive question mark)
>(Your stage name? Anonymous)
>After a time Rainbow Dash finally grew tired of soaking up cheers and called it a night
>Leading you to your least favorite part of the experience:
>The post show bar crawl
>Now, don't get you wrong
>You liked working with The Rainbooms, they were an exceptionally talented band
>And individually, they all seemed like pretty cool ladies
>But you regretted your inability to turn down the bar crawl
>(Too many wide, expecting eyes on you at once, you weren't made of stone!)
>But whenever you went on these crawls, you... pretty much became an afterthought to them
>Not maliciously
>At least you don't think
>But this was a group of friends who had known each other, some of them for over a decade now
>They knew each other like the back of their own hands
>And trying to slip into that group dynamic was like trying to get around a brick wall by running straight through it
>Splat
>So, they chattered among themselves, shared in-jokes that were years in the making, and you...
>You just kinda existed at the same table as them
>In the least the 'newest' member of their group (still a present part of their troupe by half a decade at this point), Twilight Sparkle realized you were still there
>And she was always happy to engage you in conversation if someone else wasn't taking up her attention
>Though admittedly it was mostly a conversation with her at the head, so it lead to a lot of scientific jargon that flew so far over your head it was laughable
>It was much the same when she talked about her burgeoning magic theories (She and Sunset were pretty much the brains of this operation when it came to their activities regarding that stuff, and it showed)

>>43204268
>In the least, being the complete librosexual that she was, she was all too happy to discuss literature with you on top of all that, which was much more easier for you to keep up and actually engage with
>So when you weren't filling in for her these bar crawls often times turned into a two-person book club between the two of you
>Tonight's discussion on the character motivations of "Middlemarch"'s Dorothea Brooke and her disastrous pursuit of Edward Casuabon wasn't going so well, however
>Rainbow Dash had bullied Twilight into "living a little tonight"
>By which she meant actually drinking instead of enjoying a soda while everyone else drank alcohol
>Which led to the bookworm enjoying her first Cuba Libra, or rum and coke
>It also led everyone to realizing that Twilight was a complete fucking lightweight (something that probably should've been apparent in the first place, given that she wasn't a prominent drinker in the slightest)
>You thought she was trying to say something about Tertius Lydgate's subplot, but she was slurring her words so badly that she could've been talking about Typhoid and sewer grates for all you could tell
>Then she lost her balance and smacked her head on the table
>The sudden bang caused everyone at the table to jump
>And the den mother, Applejack, to take stock of everyone
>Rainbow Dash was holding her own, to your continued surprise
>She was like five feet even and had at best 5% bodyfat
>You have no idea where she got the alcohol tolerance she had from
>Or where it all went
>Rarity was currently trying to let Applejack wear her like a scarf, hanging off the farmgirl and giggling shamelessly
>Bit too much wine for that one, but AJ certainly didn't mind
>Fluttershy was sleeping in the booth already, with four drained daiquiris in front of her
>And Sunset...
>Well, Sunset left already
>She had an early morning to get ready for, with a fairly major psychology exam waiting for her
>"Alrigh', I think we're about done here for th' night."
>Rainbow Dash immediately started whining and protesting while you got out of your chair to check on Twilight
>Fortunately, she hadn't headbutted the table nearly as hard as it had sounded
>There was a bit of a mark but she hadn't broke the skin at all
>Still, it was prudent to be sure
"You alright there, Twilight? Brain still in one piece?"
>The young woman groaned, standing up on spaghetti legs and immediately putting both hands on the table to steady herself
>"Feeling... dizzy."
"Rum, coke, and head trauma will do that to you. Lets get you home, huh?"
>Applejack interjected at that point
>"Ah, don' worry about it, Anon."
>Your stage name had become a bit of a nickname among the group, which was fine
>"Ah'll handle gettin' her home, don't you worry."
>You eyed Applejack, taking stock of her... current stock
>Rarity was currently coiled around her neck, hanging on for dear life

>>43204269
>The farmgirl was also carrying Fluttershy, still snoozing away, over her shoulder like she was carrying a sack of flour
"Your load looks pretty heavy already, AJ. Though I guess Rainbow Dash could take her?"
>You turned to face Rainbow Dash...
>And got a distinctly empty space where there used to be a lead vocals and guitarist
>From the front of the bar you could hear Rainbow Dash call out 'see ya guys later I already paid for my part byyeee!'
>Goddamnit, Rainbow
"... Or she could ditch us. That would've at least been one drunk for each of us to handle. Much fairer odds."
>"True, but still. Ah got this."
"And I still insist. You shouldn't have to ferry everyone home yourself, super strength or not."
>Twilight stared between the two of you
>She blinked one eye, then the other before really registering the conversation
>"'Non, you'll walk me home?"
"Of course I will. It's not far, right?"
>"Yeah! I mean, no? Um. Yes, it's not far."
>Twilight perked up at the offer, stumbling over and grasping at your forearm
>You turned to Applejack and shrugged
"Looks like she's on board. I'd say be careful getting those two home, but Hell, Fluttershy weighs like, what, a few grapes?"
>Applejack gave you a look that you couldn't quite place
>Narrowing her eyes but giving you what mostly felt like a genuine smile
>"... Right, she's a dainty thing. You take care of your charge too, y'hear? Ah'll be right cross if y'don't."
"Wouldn't dream of it. Goodnight AJ, Rarity."
>And with that you split up
>The crawl tonight had seen you across three establishments tonight, and this last one was definitely in the nicer, more upscale part of town
>Incidentally, Twilight's apartment wasn't too far off from it
>You honestly couldn't believe she bothered moving out, especially since her actual mansion wasn't even that far off from the apartment she was renting out
>You had asked about it before and she said she wanted the full college experience, and she wasn't going to get that living at home and commuting to Horsepun University
>(The fact that she was matriculating at Horsepun was also fucking mindblowing, Twilight was a goddamn genius)
>Not that Horsepun was a bad school by any means, but she should absolutely be studying at Harvard, or... was there anything better than Harvard? (Ultra Harvard?)
>You didn't really know any prestigious schools beyond the ones everyone already knew via cultural osmosis
>Either way, you had pointed out the 'real' college experience would've been sharing a cramped dorm on campus
>Not renting out a high rise in the rich part of town
>In the face of that point, she just got sheepish and admitted that she was nervous about living with a total stranger
>And
>At the moment you kind of wish she'd put on that sheepish air, because drunk Twilight doesn't know how to walk

>>43204271
>After just five minutes and two blocks she'd tried to stumble into the road three times too many for your liking
>Which led you to your current situation, holding her hand firmly to ensure that she didn't try to wander off to her death again
>"I'm not THAT tipsy, I'm just walking a little diagonally... the sidewalk is being purposefully wobbly..."
>You simply responded to her by quirking up an eyebrow
>'Tipsy' was a slurring of the speech and a stumble here and there
>This was some legendary levels of alcohol intolerance
>You hoped Rainbow kept her peer pressure to herself in the future, but you imagined this was going to be a more common occurrence
>When you didn't respond verbally Twilight simply got a stupid smile on her face, violet eyes dipping down to the hand you were currently holding on to (cupped, not interlocked)
>"Thank you for holding my hand... I promise I'm not going to fall. Again."
"You'll forgive me if I don't entirely believe that, Twilight. I'm just going to hold on to this for safekeeping until we get you home, alright?"
>That just got a giggle out of her
>"You really didn't have to walk me all the way home, you know. My apartment's literally on the opposite side of town from yours, after all!"
>You're pretty sure if you WEREN'T walking her home she'd be in the middle of the road either passed out or making a complete nuisance of herself
>... Or Applejack would be desperately trying to corral two drunken goblins and one sleepy lush right about now
>Your mouth thinned at the comment about your own apartment, but you let it slide without comment
>"But you still did, and you said... you said, 'Of course I'll walk you home!' like it was so easy and not a burden. You're really nice, Anon."
>The woman suddenly throws her free hand in the air, before resting her palm over her eyes
>"I only had one drink! ONE! And now my brain is being very unscientific. You don't mind if I talk a lot, right? Because all my thoughts are gathering together in a big circle and chanting 'Okay Twilight, confession time'!"
>Twilight punctuated that last sentence with a few pumps of her arms, trying to mimic a cheerleader with pom-poms
>You simply shrugged at that
>You were kind of curious what someone like her would have to 'confess' to, anyway
>What, turn in a few library books too late?
"Sure, if you feel like talking, I'm all ears. What's on your mind?"
>"I had a lot of fun tonight... with the girls, I mean."
>You managed to keep your mouth from turning down at that addendum, though you think even if you let the hurt on your face show Twilight wouldn't have noticed
>Was that necessary?
>"Rainbow was loud and trying to talk to everyone at once, Sunset was moody... Rarity tried to order something more expensive than my grocery budget, and my heart nearly stopped!"
"That's saying a lot, given who's saying that."
>Twilight blearily turns her head to stare at you, and she smiles

>>43204275
>"I really appreciate you keeping an eye on me tonight, even when I couldn't articulate myself properly... and when my elbow slipped and I knocked my head on the table, you were the first one there to make sure I was okay. That made my chest feel warm... not from the alcohol, but from knowing I mattered to someone."
>She wasn't kidding when she warned you about being chatty
>It felt nice to hear someone say that, though
>Twilight suddenly gained an introspective look on her face
>"It's funny... I'm not majoring in it like Sunset, but I study psychology all the time. A lot of the magic that leaks into our world is heavily influenced by emotions - both negative and positive. I understand a lot of the concepts, but... I'm really bad at saying how I feel. About you."
>You were a bit blindsided, there, and it apparently showed on your face because Twilight immediately kept rambling
>"I don't want to mess things up! So I keep it locked up. Do you ever think about how sad that is? We keep our feelings towards the people who mean the most to us locked away, refuse to be honest about them... because we're scared of being honest with those people the most."
"It is kind of ironic, I guess. The people we should be most comfortable with are the ones we worry the most about upsetting, so we maintain a status quo with them. In a way, you can be more honest with strangers because, well, who cares, right? You don't know them enough to hold their opinions of you in esteem."
>Even through her bleary gaze Twilight seems to register that you understand, offering you a ten-megawatt smile and nodding so enthusiastically she rocks unsteadily on her feet, causing you both to have to stop walking until she stops swaying
>"That's right! Exactly what I was thinking, Anon!"
>Twilight lets out a loud sigh of contentment, stumbling forward and pulling you along, sidling a bit closer to you as she does
>"I think I like walking with you like this... just us. The streets are quiet, the night air is crisp. It feels safe. I feel safe."
>The fact that you were in the part of town that the local police patrolled the most was probably a factor in that
>You couldn't help but glance around, your eyes set to look for threats out of habit that... simply didn't exist in this part of Canterlot City
>What few people that were out this late at night were friendly, all smiles and upright postures
>Not a single person you and your charge had passed looked like they were capable of throwing a punch without breaking their thumb
>As you considered the baffling income disparity that could exist in even a town as small as this, you stumbled slightly as Twilight suddenly bumped into you, leaning way more heavily on your person
>When you looked down at her (having a whole head and a half of height on the young woman), you found her grinning that stupid sort of grin you could only find on drunks who'd taken leave of social inhibition

>>43204277
>"Also, you smell really nice. What kind of shampoo do you use? My brain's decided that's important information!"
>You perked up a brow at that
>You're fairly certain if this girl was just slightly more sober she'd be mortified of both the question and the insinuation that she'd been sniffing you
"Honestly, I just grab the cheapest bar I can find. Couldn't tell you what brand or even the intended scent for a million bits."
>With that (and a bit of a disappointed pout), you gently push Twilight forward to get her off of you
>Her apartment isn't that far off, right? Please.
>Despite failing to give her the information she desired, the young woman rebounds from this disappointment to sigh contentedly and stumble without a care in the world
>"You know, most people don't go out of their way for me like this. They think I'm responsible, that I always have myself 'put together'."
>Couldn't fathom where people got that idea from
>(You knew for a fact that Twilight used a level to make sure her bangs were perfectly straight, but you refrained from pointing that out right now)
>"Tonight though... you let me let my hair down and be messy, even if I went a little too far and couldn't talk about "Middlemarch" like we planned to. Tert... Tet... Lydgate's name is hard to say tonight! My tongue's tied up in knots..."
>Technically that was more Rainbow making her let her hair down tonight and you not being in charge of her, giving that Twilight is a grown ass adult
>But you suppose you could've just drank her rum and coke and made the point moot
>(Rum and whiskey are good friends, even, you probably would've been fine)
>"I liked that. I like... you."
>Did you hear that right?
>As you're about to ask the young woman suddenly stomps her foot and throws her chin in the air
>"There! I said it! Not just like, oh, you're nice, but like... I appreciate your presence. Your kindness, the way you listen patiently about magic and my scientific studies even though I can see on your face that you don't really understand what I'm talking about."
>That wasn't untrue, but you did feel like kind of an idiot when she said it like that
>"Everyone's gotten so casual about the magic in this city, and hardly anyone wants to listen about chemistry and biology, but you let me gush."
>Twilight stares at you with a bright smile on her face, and continues to bulldoze this conversation
>"If I were sober, I would NEVER say this out loud... but since I'm scientifically compromised? I think you're attractive, too. Not just on a physical level, but... urgh."
>Judging by the expression on her face, it looked like it was causing her physical pain to get this next bit past her lips, 'scientific compromise' or not
>"Your... energy and vibes."
>Honestly? You're floored
>Twilight Dolores Sparkle using the phrase 'vibes' unironically?
>Someone must've broke the thermostat in Hell

>>43204278
>"You make me feel calm when you're with us on stage. Normally my brain's calculating all the ways the performance can go wrong, but you never let the pressure get to you. You're so relaxed that it's really easy to just follow your lead and really enjoy the show. I've never mentioned it, but I really appreciate that..."
>Twilight suddenly glances around
>You can see recognition cutting through her hazy gaze
>"We're almost at my building... that went faster than I thought. I kind of don't want the walk to end yet... not because I don't want to go home, of course, but because I want to stay in your company just a little longer."
>As the pair of you find your way to the gated entrance of her apartment complex, and Twilight fiddles with her purse to find her ID, she still has more to say
>"I always thought that feelings were something you had to analyze and break down to understand, but with you, they're just... there. Simple, warm. Not complicated. I wish I could walk you back home so you didn't have to make your way back alone, but that would defeat the purpose, wouldn't it?"
>You can't help but chuckle quietly at that
>It helped quash the relief that she wasn't going to try and follow you 'home'
"Just a bit, Twilight. Do you need help there?"
>"I got it! Just.. give me a minute."
>You watch with amusement as the poor girl pulls out a set of keys, a library card, her college ID (which she tries several times before realizing why it wasn't working, to her great embarrassment), an unattached keychain of a cheap little plastic dog that vaguely resembles hers, and then,
>"Ta-da!"
>Her ID card for the gate, well done
>As your walk continues, so does your friend's talking
>"I always want to be brave and ask you to hang out more, like... all the time - but then my brain does what it does best and thinks up the worst case for every possible outcome."
>"Like, What if you're too busy?" ("I'm usually not."),
>"What if you aren't interested?" ("I would be, most likely."),
>"What if I'm annoying and talk too much?" ("You make it endearing, usually.")
>"But tonight, I don't feel too scared to ask -"
>Twilight stares up at you with a puzzled expression, suddenly
>"Which is weird, and probably the alcohol now that I say it out loud, but... also wonderful. Can we... do this again? Preferably with less rum involved. But the walking, being close... I liked all of it. Hearing your voice so close to my ear, the way you let me set the pace and didn't rush me... I want to get to know you better, Anon."
>Twilight fired off another rapid-fire series at you, then
>"Like, what's your favorite place to go when you're tired?" ("Bed? Kind of an obvious one, Twilight.")
>"What music do you listen to when you can't sleep?" ("Something with a low BPM to calm my brain down.")
>"What do you dream about when no one's watching?"
>That one struck you harder than the rest of her inane line of questioning, to the point that you actually stopped walking

>>43204280
>Twilight kept walking, but given that you were still holding her hand, she quickly stopped making progress moving forward and stared back at you questioningly
>You looked at her, really looked at her, with her glazed over eyes and flushed cheeks and that little grin on her face that was both incredibly cute, and an excellent indicator that that massive brain of hers wasn't fully all there right now
>And you couldn't help but be honest
"... Belonging somewhere. Really belonging."
>The violet-skinned girl simply stares at you for a few moments more before erupting into some giggles
>"I'm being really forward, aren't I?"
"... Just a bit."
>You tamped down your disappointment, and kept walking, prompting her to do so
>"I want to learn all of that and more. I've been holding this in for a long time. When I see you laugh with the others, I get this tight feeling in my chest, like. I want to be the one that made you laugh like that. I want to be the one you come home to, and tell your day to."
>As she rambles, Twilight pulls you in directions more confidently despite her stumbling gait, clearly having a better idea of where she is now compared to earlier
>Before long you stand before the door leading to her apartment, and, perhaps predictably, the yap continues as she fishes for her keys
>"I always tell myself not to be weird, but I find that worry really distant tonight. I really like you, Anon. Enough to not even feel mortified that you're seeing me like this. I feel safe."
>With her keys retrieved, you're now privy to a show of the Twilight trying and failing to thread the needle and put it in her keyhole
>After a few moments you gently reach out and steady her hands so that she can actually get the key in
>She offers you a very grateful smile and giggles
>"You're being very patient with me right now... and that's just making me like you more, you know."
>Twilight pushes the door open and takes a few shaky steps inside her home
>She looks back at you, waiting
>And despite yourself you follow after her
>Twilight's apartment is...
>'Lavish' doesn't seem strong enough of a world
>'Luxurious' might be in the ballpark
>Part of you wonders if Miss Moneybags over here brought this high end furniture from her room at home or if her parents kitted her out with brand new stuff just for this place
>You honestly wouldn't be surprised by the latter at all
>"You know what I want to do?"
>Twilight snaps you out of your envious appraisal of her living room
>(You're pretty sure the carpet is authentic Persian)
>"There's a really nice cafe near the library in this area, with cozy booths and window seats. We should go there! I'll bring a book, you'll bring..."
>Twilight stared at you
>Then kept doing so for just long enough to make things awkward before her brain rebooted
>"You could bring... you! And we can just... talk. About whatever we want. I've always wanted to do that with you, but I didn't know how to say that without sounding... desperate."

>>43204288
>You really aren't sure how to take that, to be honest
>Desperate as in she thinks asking you out would be a desperate move, or as in she wouldn't know how to word it without sounding... overeager?
>It didn't sound that way to you. so...
>"But I don't want to be hung up on things like that. I want to be with you, so I'm saying it as boldly as I can."
>Twilight kicked off her shoes in a lackadaisical fashion you're pretty sure she'd never do sober, and started to stumble towards a door across the room
>She stopped just short of it to make eye contact with you again, and smiled lopsidedly
>"I don't want tonight to be a sudsy memory, I want it to be the start of something. More walks, more talks, and more of your time. But I'm going to pass out in my bed, now."
>At that, Twilight opened her bedroom door and stepped inside, but not before she poked her head out of the frame
>"I hope I remember this courage, but even if I don't, I hope I remember how you made me feel... safe and seen. Thank you for walking me home, Anon. Lets do this again... just you and me, okay?"
"Of course, Twilight. You get some rest, okay?"
>With a cheerful nod, Twilight closed her door
>You waited a few moments to make sure you didn't hear her trip over something in her bedroom and fall over
>When you were satisfied, you took another glance around the apartment you had been left alone in
>Ritzy rugs, handsome leather chairs and a couch, a solid mahogany coffeee table
>Pictures covering every inch of the wall
>Some friends you recognized, her dog, Spike
>Folks that were presumably family
>Even having been invited inside, you couldn't shake the feeling that you were trespassing
>Like you had no business being in this world
>Her kitchen was tucked away, seperated by a half-wall
>All sorts of doodads and devices littering the counters that you wondered if she even knew how to use
>What were the odds she had a butler or something for this place?
>No one answered the door to receive you, so maybe a visiting maid
>Either way you looked around the kitchen just for a bit, considering one last favor to leave Twilight with before you left for the night
>Procuring a pen and some scrap paper, you began to scribble down a family recipe before you heard the lock to the front door 'clack' as it was engaged
>Did Twilight have a roommate?
>Glancing over at the door you felt like a deer in headlights
>Though that paralyzing shock gave way to confusion as the front door was pushed open
>And standing in the doorway was not some upper crust roommate...
>But Applejack
>The farmgirl stared across the way at you, brow perked up so high it almost disappeared into her bangs
>"What'cha writin' there, sugarcube?"

>>43204289
Not sure if this is new or if I missed it before but I’d like to see where this goes

>>43204350
Wish I could press myself right up against her

>>43204264
No need to be sorry about 6K. Some stories need it!
Also loving that you included music and the super powers.
A nice atmospheric romp so far. :)

>>43204672
Yooo Tuesday you gonna update your story this week or are you still on your mini hiatus?

>9

>>43205400
Not sure which one I want to unrwap first

>>43205400
>>43205515
Fucking love these girlies

>>43204711
I'm still on my mini-hiatus for two more Tuesdays.
I HAVE started writing again, but I want to rebuild the cushion.

>>43205811
Understandable. Looking forward to then.
>>43205802
>>43205805
Unf

A smattering of update to satisfy your palette.
https://ponepaste.org/11812

>>43206009
These are incredible
>>43205968
Will read this when I have the time

>>43205443
AJ.
Can't unwrap Rarity until Xmas.

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>>43205802
>>43205805
Great, yet another lewd pic set overshadowed by the fact its artist will never release the full nsfw publicly.
This fandom is fun.

>>43204289
This is some good stuff! I’m very interested to see where this story goes, we don’t get a lot of greens set after/outside of high school even though you could mine a lot of creative potential from that. Plus the idea of a musical mercenary is neat. Looking forward to more!

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>>43185030
Still there, Grey? We're waiting for another update!

>>43207105
Beautiful flutterbutter

>>43207239
top milf

>9
6k characters into Part 2. Part 1 was 33k. I don't think It's going to end up being nearly as big, since I don't have to set the stage.

>>43205968
Still not caught up on all of this. I got to the part where Trixie steals his wallet and laughed though.

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>>43208056
>>43208058
Can’t imagine how I could NOT plap her until I pass out from exhaustion.

>>43207772
Looking forward to the update

>>43204289
>"What'cha writin' there, sugarcube?"
>After the initial surprise of seeing Applejack, you calmed down pretty quickly
>You knew the farmgirl after all, so it wasn't like you had to introduce yourself to some stranger and play a game of 'no wait I'm not here to rob you put the phone away'
>With that concern making itself apparent and immediately resolving yourself, you got back to your writing
"Well, I'm trying to remember my grandfather's hangover cure. He swore by it up until that train accident he caused and them permanently taking away his license. So far I'm recalling tomato juice and sliced ginger. Your family probably has something like this, right? Any suggestions?"
>Now it's Applejack's turn to seem taken aback, as she walks further into the apartment
>You don't miss the way her Mutsu green eyes tick around the place, as if looking to make sure everything's where it's supposed to be
>As much as you would love to drag this couch home, AJ, it's clearly a bit too big to shove in your pants pocket
>Appreciate the 'subtle' insinuation, though
>"Well... that depends. Are y'goin' fer 'so nasty it clears yer head right up' or 'actually helpful for recovering'?"
>You hum at that, that's a good question
"I figure the latter for her first time getting drunk, seems like it'd be cruel to prank her like that when she's already going to be dealing with that sort of headache."
>Applejack nods approvingly
>"Well that's swell of ya, Anon. In that case ah'd suggest a fruit smoothie; milk, frozen bananers, blueberries, and just a lil' bit of spinach. Maybe some yogurt. Helps calm the stomach down, an' that goes a long way to not feelin' like death in the mornin'."
>With her preliminary search of the apartment completed to her satisfaction, Applejack jolts as she realizes something is missing, at least from her field of vision
>"Say, where is Twilight, anyway?"
>You respond as you scribble down Applejack's suggested cure
"Well, hopefully she's in her bed right now... face down. I listened for a minute to make sure I didn't hear any faceplanting on the floor or her crashing into whatever furniture she's got in there."
>At that, AJ gives you that look again
>You really aren't sure what her deal is
>"Y'didn't go in after her to make sure?"
"Shit, AJ, I already feel like I'm intruding in here as it is without going into her personal bedroom. You're free to go make sure she landed safely, if you want."
>"Righ'... alright, Anon, ah'll do that."
>With that, Applejack exits stage right, entering in Twilight's bedroom while you enter the kitchen
>After considering the best place for it, you eventually use one of her fridge magnets to pin it in a place of prominence on her fridge
>You sign the bottom of the page
>'Two out of seven of your friends recommend this concoction. That might seem like a really bad fraction, but we didn't ask the other five at all. - Anon'

>>43208421
>Stepping back into the living room, however
>Now it's your turn to have realization strike you like a lightning bolt
>You move over to the front door of the apartment, and poke your head out, looking up and down the hall
>Applejack calls out behind you
>"What'cha doin', Anon?"
>You pull yourself back into the apartment, giving Applejack an expression of alarm and concern
"Uh, AJ? Are you missing some folks? Like, say, a tall, sleepy wallflower and a fashionista who was trying to turn herself into a scarf?"
>Applejack stares at your confusedly before realizing what you were asking
>"Oh! Uh, Don't you fret none, Anon. Ah set them up with one of them Goobers usin' Rarity's phone and called ahead t'let Big Mac to know to expect'em. By this time they should be safe 'n sound in th' guest room."
>You almost don't catch her mutter 'at least Fluttershy oughta be' under her breath
>You choose wisely not to comment on that
>Something far more important was bugging you anyway
"That's... unlike you, if you don't mind me saying. Just shoving them in a stranger's car like that. Why would you do that?"
>And then... Applejack gets that fucking look on her face
>You've seen that look before
>The way she's not making direct eye contact
>Scrunching up her nose and sucking her lips into her mouth
>The last time she made this face she made the band fifteen minutes late for a show because she forgot her bass guitar at home and kept making up stories about where it was until everyone else ganged up on her about it
>"We should, uh. Probably get goin', Anon. S'a long hike back to the Acres and... where ever you live, surely."
>The implication being of course that you wouldn't live in the nice part of town
>You do deign to follow Applejack out, though you keep staring at her intently the entire time
>The farmgirl is visibly sweating buckets by the time you reach the gate leading out of the complex
>You know Applejack
>Everyone else in the group calls her 'Mom Friend', 'Den Mother', 'The One Who Makes Sure We Don't Get Arrested', and she takes those titles seriously
>So her just... sending two drunks, one of which wasn't even conscious off in a stranger's car?
>It goes so far against everything you know about her as a person that you wouldn't initially believe someone telling you she did it
>What could be so important that she'd act so contrary to her character?
>... Now that you're really thinking about it, what the Hell is she doing here, anyway?
>Twilight's apartment was on the opposite side of the city from her farm, it was going to take hours for her to walk back at this rate
>Did she just want to make sure you didn't get lost?
>No, that doesn't make sense
>If Applejack thought you two were lost she would call Twilight to see if you two needed help navigating and then come meet you two in person, most likely
>Going to Twilight's apartment by herself doesn't make any sense
>Unless...

>>43208423
>You feel like a stone's sinking into the bottom of your stomach as an idea suddenly comes together in your mind
>You don't want to think it's what's going on here, but it should be easy to prove
>You pump the brakes and relax your intense stare on Applejack, leaning back and resting your forearms behind your head
>Let the walk lapse into silence to bring the tension in the air to a simmer before you strike up the conversation again
"So, did you have a good time tonight?"
>Nice and casual
>Applejack seems to appreciate the new subject and nods, giving you a tired smile
>"'Course, Anon. It's always nice to unwind with everyone after a show like that. How 'bout you?"
"It was nice, yeah. Twilight and I were going to discuss "Middlemarch" more tonight, but she got sidelined by Rainbow 'encouraging' her to try rum, and you know how that went down. Remember how she encouraged Twilight by ordering a rum and coke too so they'd share?"
>"Heh, yup. And Rainbow downed her glass before Twilight could get three sips in. Really makes ya wonder where she puts it all, that girl could pass for a beanpole ah swear."
"Easily. By the way, are you going to join Fluttershy at the shelter this week? I think I remember her asking all of us if anyone could make it, apparently they got a lot of new dogs in after that one grandma died and the surviving family weren't willing to take them in."
>"Ah'll definitely try and make time. Those poor critters... it really burns me up how some people can be so cruel like that. In th' least they're all still together, but y'know folks are gonna part 'n parcel'em out... Ah should lean on Granny a lil'. Winona could use some friends."
"I'm sure she'd like that, especially since she's getting up in years, right? And hey, how about when Twilight stumbled on the sidewalk, got embarrassed over tripping over her own feet, and tried to veer off into the street?"
>"Ah, yeah. That poor girl's gonna need to either steer clear'a alcohol or ease more into it, her balance jus' went entirely out the window tonight. Ah was impressed that you managed to corral her out of harm's-"
>Applejack immediately clams up and 'the look' is back on her face, as her eyes shrink practically to pinpricks
>You baited the trap and she stepped right into it
>You're pleased with the success... but also incredibly disappointed
"Well see, that's something, because that didn't happen until we parted ways at the bar, and we crossed a corner down the block. How did you know that happened, Applejack?"
>You pick up the pace so that you can round on the farmgirl and stand in her way, staring Applejack directly in the eye
"Did you dump Rarity and Fluttershy in a Goober just so you could tail me and Twilight, Applejack?"
>Applejack outright refuses to meet your gaze
>Her face scrunches up even harder
"Why would you do that? I would've been perfectly fine if you wanted to join us on the walk."
>The scrunching intensifies, but her teeth are starting to grit

>>43208424
"Hell, I could've used the help keeping Twilight from walking into traffic or stopping her from faceplanting."
>Finally, she breaks out into a full snarl and starts stomping her feet
>"Ah wanted to make sure y'weren't a creep, alrigh'?!"
>The farmgirl's face is tinged with color, but you already know it's out of annoyance than anything demure
>"Ah wanted to see what kind'a guy y'were when you were alone, so I hung back t'make sure Twilight was safe with ya."
>And there's the confirmation
>You had a feeling, but you were naive enough to hope that maybe you were off base about it
"... I can't believe you."
>You turn on your heel and start stomping off, your own face burning with embarrassment
>Applejack immediately takes off, matching your gait despite her shorter stature
>"Look, Anon. It weren't nothin' personal. Ah was jus'.... apprehensive. Yer a damn fine musician but we don' really know ya that well, is all."
>Honestly?
>Part of you can even understand that
>Applejack was just looking out for one of her friends, that's something a good friend would do
>But that mistrust still stings in your chest
>You look back to stare at her sternly, trying and mostly succeeding to keep the bitterness out of your face
"Well, it's not like we regularly hang out after gigs for hours at a time. Wait, shit, we do do that. Honestly, I don't know why you all even bother inviting me to the crawls afterwards."
>"Yer part of the show, Anon. Of course we're gonna invite ya to hang out afterwards, it's th' courteous thing to do."
"Yeah, and it's like hanging out with a big polycule. Or at least two really intense couples. I legitimately think this is the longest conversation we've had outside of work, Applejack."
>Applejack flinches back as if struck, but going by the hesitation on her face she knows she really can't refute what you're saying
>"...Yer right, Anon. Ah should've made the effort. Then we wouldn't be in this situation righ' now t' begin with. Ah'm sorry."
>It's really hard to stay mad at someone who sounds so sincere, damnit
>You chew on your lower lip, trying to stew and keep some of that anger nice and hot
>But you can already feel yourself cooling down
>With a defeated sigh, you just shake your head
"You're a good friend, Applejack. I can tell. I'd just like to see some of that my way."
>"Ah'll try from here on out. Y'really do seem like a solid guy, if it helps. Treated Twilight real courteously even with'er getting rambunctious as she was. Very respectable."
>That... gives you pause
"How close were you following us, anyway? Could you hear us talking?"
>"Nah, ah was keepin' my distance t'be safe. Ah heard her shout a few times but couldn't really make out at her normal volume. Ah admit ah am a mite curious..."
>You keep your sigh of relief internal
"She was just getting really passionate about her opinions on the latest Daring Do movie adaptation versus the source material, is all."
>Applejack seems to pick up on your bullshit, though

>>43208426
>"Righ'. And the truth is?"
"Well, the truth is that's what I'm going to tell her if she asks about it in the future, so I think that's good enough for you."
>Now, you're getting blasted with Applejack's other signature look
>One of her eyebrows is perked up while the other furrows, a small frown slipping over her face
>"Anon..."
>Any of the girls would be sweating already, but you just look at Applejack like she's an idiot
"I get that you take the 'Mom Friend' title seriously, but that doesn't make you entitled to your friend's private conversations. Especially after stalking them. Put that eyebrow back where it belongs."
>Applejack grimaces, but, given that you are very thoroughly on the moral high ground right now, complies
>Before long your walk leads you back to the bar where this all started
"Now, I think this is where we part ways. Sweet Apple Acres is... thataway? And I'm going this way."
>You gesture in the appropriate directions, to which Applejack nods
>"Righ'. Listen, Ah'm sorry again. For not trustin' you, and bein' nosy. Next time we hang out ah'll make an effort. Ah kinda wanna know who you think is datin' who in this group here."
"Tch. No prizes for guessing you and Rarity. But sure, I'll hold on to my other guesses until then."
>"Right cruel of ya, heh. Good night, Anon."
>With that, the two of you part ways
>Applejack makes her way northeast - in the direction of her farm relative to the bar
>You veer straight south, turning a corner...
>... And then waiting about five minutes just to make sure she's good and gone
>When you're confident you won't be spotted, you return to the bar parking lot
>Making a beeline for the very back, to an ancient, boxy, ugly ass van parked as far back as you could've managed
>This piece of shit was forged in the 1980s, as far as you can tell
>Some real vintage Mystery Machine shit
>It gets at best 9 miles a gallon and it smells like burnt oil most of the time
>But it's your baby
>Your chariot glorious royal purple with some stubborn rust spots
>And along the side is a truly majestic airbrushed mural of a classic wizard, complete with giant hat, massive gray beard, and starry robe
>This master of the arcane faces directly forward and scowls at the world
>Flipping everyone who perceives it the bird with both hands, which are on fucking fire
>The piece of shit van? 600
>This mural? 1500
>And it was worth every fucking bit
>You head around to the back and open it up
>The cargo area is fairly crowded
>Featuring a massive bag of clothes that you really need to get around to running through a laundromat
>A display stand for your beat up, well loved bass and lead guitars, the only instruments you personally own
>And a twin sized mattress to really sell your current situation
>Closing the door behind you, you leap onto the mattress, groaning as the old memory foam is currently suffering from Alzheimer's, the way you feel every inch of the flooring underneath as you land on it
>Home sweet home

>>43208427
That was a really good interaction with Applejack there.

>>43207105
>>43208056
>>43208058
That breedable body was designed for jiggling that softness around every time you rut into her

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>>43208056
>>43208058
It's a real shame he draws her and other winged MLP characters wingless most of the time. Same for most artists that draw them humanoid really.

>>43209135
I agree. Wings look really nice on humanizations.

>>43209135
Wow only 8 times? I would've guessed it'd be more than that.

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Drew a Sci-Twi to cash in on the hot new art trend
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>>43209735
I like it!

>>43208529
idk what definition of nice we're working with here, she stalked him and tried to pry into his personal business

>>43210177
I said it was good, as in I think it was well written.

>>43210896
...Wrong thread?

>>43211054
Fucking beautiful...
Wish I could slip my dick right between their tits squishing together like that. That would be divine.

>>43211551
That little glim in Trixie's hat is so cute!

>>43212216
Cute

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I'm caught up in lots of things but I'll respond to more when I get the chance.

>>43211054
Nice to see more like these.
>>43188804
>the post before this one had a typo, in case you want to fix it for a future pastebin
>>Catchign the bus at the last second.
Right then, I'll do that.
>The awkward date at the end was good too and makes me want to read more, even if I did feel bad for Sunset. yeah, i'm really enjoying this one Grey, thanks for writing the prompt
I'm glad you liked it. CHS Sunset is going to tie into the Pinkie one coming up now that I will have time tomorrow to write more.
I actually haven't written Sunset in a long time now that I think about it. I might do an epilogue with Mama Sunset too. I usually don't really like the way Anon tends to be written and I want to at least try to do something more different with the Anons I write, and I don't feel like I have.
>>43207239
I'll get to it, don't worry.

I'll be posting more EqG content that's on the way.

>>43209735
I don't understand the trend, but this is a wardrobe malfunction of an unusual (and sexy) kind. Good job Butts.

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>>43212969
I understand your frustration. Anon is way harder to write than any of the mane 6 imo
>I'm glad you liked it.
Fuck yeah, I did.
>I might do an epilogue with Mama Sunset
Don't make me beg...
It actually might be good timing though. There's a VA in the Sunset thread right now that's accepting scripts for voice/ASMR stuff. Pretty much everybody agrees that she sounds like MILF Sunset.
I had your green in mind the whole time while listening to this:
https://youtu.be/YkCubjMujeE

>>43214208
Very nice tomboy athlete

>>43187868
>>43187870
>>43201416
Would bust a nut in these hags

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>>43214896
Very sweaty too.

>>43215117
Just imagining her chasing me down, easily catching me, then pressing those huge tits onto me as she "roughhouses" me with increasing mutual nakedness is getting me hard.

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Quick Luna sketch

>>43215369
Very well done sketch anon

>>43215407
Thank ya anon!

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>>43214226
>It actually might be good timing though. There's a VA in the Sunset thread right now that's accepting scripts for voice/ASMR stuff. Pretty much everybody agrees that she sounds like MILF Sunset.
I did not know this. Though to be fair, I'm often too lazy to leave this general and browse the board anymore. I absolutely will write the epilogue, though. I'll just start doing more stuff tomorrow now because I got sidetracked drawing a "hand shadow covering breasts" meme image for the respective bandwagon while the trend is still pretty fresh, but I'm already almost finished with that.
>>43214208
>>43215117
Excellent choice of images.
>>43215369
I really like it! Her posing makes her look really distinguished and giant wings just feel right for a humanized alicorn.

>>43215369
Really nice. Tall, elegant and imposing... really feels like Luna. Also love the large, majestic wings and long, flowing hair.
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