>>43564292
that's a way cute zippy

>>43564306
Why is she giving the most “fuck me” eyes imaginable?

>>43564333
it's hallerweens. the night you get to be anything. Wear stuff you normally can't. When it's okay to get candy from strangers.

>>43564306
I just know AJ would be a swoli

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>>43564306
I hate these threads and all of it's anons but the OP image is cute so I felt like at least mentioning it before my usual shift click

>>43564333
Because she is the OP image for the resident pedophile thread.

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>>43564306
Might piss off the Apple family but she's looking adorable!

>>43564335
What if she didn’t wear anything at all? Is that an option?

A lot of butthurt from moralfags today.

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>>43564382
Vampiloo!

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>>43564391
Can't go wrong with a SweetieGhost

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>>43564392

>>43564377
Resident Ephebil

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>>43564394

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>>43564409

Be sure to link some lewds too.

Solo please.

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>>43564413

https://u.pone.rs/xbbkeqgl.jpg
Zombie Schoolgirl Sweetie, nipple accidentally exposed lol

>>43564416
Sure, what would you like to see?

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>>43564419

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>>43564428

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>>43564306
I am one of the top 3 biggest anthro and barbie haters in existence. I am disgusted by anything that doesn't walk on 4 legs. I scream in pain when I see bipedal creatures with pony heads stuck on top of them.
Why do ape-loving horsefuckers stroke it to barbieshit and anthros? What's the fucking appeal of those horrific bipedal creatures with pony heads?
That up there is good enough to not be repulsive. Why can't they stick with cute shit, like that simple anime girl AJ?

>>43564306
I want to kidnap Applejack

>>43564363
we'll win you yet.

>>43564382
princess paughmpkin.
i hope she's wearing puffy pumpkin pants under that skirt.
>>43564383
hmmm that's not a very good costume. she should at least wear black body paint.
>>43564386
literally two posts.
>>43564392
diaphanous!
>>43564409
so fragile..
>>43564413
Aww she looks nervous in this one. Prolly on account of Applejack wouldn't approve of witchcraft. even WITH a cat that cute.
>>43564419
A cataloo is fine too.

Requesting more TIAWH artwork
Gn frens

>>43564424
Just make some cute stuff that people here will like. If you have to add my fetish it'd alienate 99% of the thread's users.

>>43564306
I'm gonna bang Applejack while she's dressed in that outfit.

>>43564644
Second

Speaking of TIAWH:
I started on the next chapter, got enough done to post. Not as engaging as the previous chapter (for now), but I'll do some edits and post it later this evening when I get home.

>>43565102
Hype

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>>43527562
PART 3: ANGEL'S REST

>You awoke in the middle of the night in searing pain.
>In a flash, you were on the ground, vomiting up whatever you'd eaten earlier in the day.
>Moving only made the pain worse, but you couldn't help it.
>When you'd finally stopped after a minute, you were dizzy, drool and soft chunks hanging from your lips.
>You spit them away and sat against the car.
>The pain flared up again, but you fought the urge to puke again.
>Breathing heavily, you looked back towards the passenger seat.
>Scootaloo was still asleep.
>You tried to smile, but all you could do was cry softly to yourself.
>Whether from the pain, or from guilt, you didn't know.
>But you couldn't let her see you like that.
>Not again.
>It'd been a couple days since you fled Prairie City, not daring to stay anywhere near the city limits.
>The first night away was tense; only a few miles out, and a couple trucks passed by a house you'd taken refuge in. They never saw your truck, but it took an hour for them to go back.
>They didn't come back the second night, but you didn't take any chances. You went north.
>Tonight, the third night, you were in the middle of nowhere.
>The truck was dangerously low on power. Even with the solar panels, it was gonna take a few days before you could go further than twenty miles.
>Luckily, there was some kind of stream nearby, so you could wash yourself.
>IF you could even move more than a foot from the car without your entire body screaming at you to stop.
>The beating you took from Lucky definitely broke a rib or two. Once the adrenaline wore off, you nearly chipped a tooth from how hard you were gritting your teeth.
>Lucky...
>You felt sick, not just from the pain... but from what you did.
>You killed him. You actually killed somebody.
>You'd seen plenty of bodies in the last few months—and to some extent, you'd gotten used to the sight of it.
>But you'd never seen someone actively DIE before.
>And at your hand, no less...
>You didn't want to do it.
>... But he would've killed you if you didn't.
>You didn't have a choice.
>Right...?
>You found yourself watching Scootaloo rest.
>It was probably the first time in two days that she was able to sleep somewhat decent.
>Having to kill lucky was bad enough for you.
>But Scoot... she killed four.
>All that blood... it took a while to wash it all off her, and a few bottles of water to do it.
>But you couldn't wash away the look in her eyes.
>She looked so confused. She knew what happened, but she didn't know why it did.
>Why?
>You knew why.
>You just couldn't stop.
>Even when they had their suspicions, you just had to keep pushing it.
>Keep pushing your luck, keep thinking you wouldn't get caught.
>You had a warm bed, hot water, people who could count on you.
>Friends, even.
>You had a HOME.
>You gave HER a HOME.
>And now it's gone.
>And now here you are, in the dark, in the cold.
>And now all she has left is YOU.
>What did she do to deserve that?

>>43566090
>You stayed near there for several days. The GPS showed you somewhere near the mountains, no less than fifty miles from Prairie City.
>There was nothing on the blurry map that you could directly make out, but you did spot a few houses down the hill on your first morning.
>But you were in no condition to leave the truck.
>You had enough in the battery to make the drive down the hill before you had to let it charge.
>Fortunately, the little collection of homes had enough a clearing around them that the solar panels could charge it most of the day.
>But it was gonna take a while before you were going any further, so you stayed in one of the empty houses.
>It was small and slightly musty, but it was cozy enough to lie low for a couple weeks...
>Or however long it takes for broken ribs to heal.
>You wished you took that med class with Twilight when you had the chance.
>...
>She WOULD hate you.
>You realized that now.
>You wished you could stop hating yourself, but it was so easy.
>It's easier to hate when you're helpless.
>The first few days in the home were spent furnishing the living room with all the food, water, and medicine you needed—or had—to heal.
>Scootaloo did most of the heavy lifting. You felt guilty having her carry the generators inside, but she was the only one who didn't have a broken bone in her body.
>Having TV to watch was less for your sake and more for hers.
>Anything to get her mind off what happened.
>Besides, it was hard to focus on anything when you were in pain.
>Whatever painkillers you had in your medical supply seemed to help, but it didn't make breathing any easier.
>Scootaloo tried her hardest to help remedy your troubles however she could—even if there was nothing she could do.
>But when it came to it, she kept your ass grounded.
>The only times you ever got up was to use the bathroom, but you were confined to the couch.
>Scootaloo would sleep on the floor in front of the couch, even though there was a queen-sized bed twenty feet away.
>She'd fall asleep holding your hand tightly... afraid to let go.
>You were afraid too.

__________

>A week passed since you left Providence.
>Your ribs still hurt, but not as much, although that could've been your mind playing tricks.
>You knew it would be a few more weeks before they healed up, but you weren't in any real rush.
>There was still enough food and water in the truck to last you the next year. You weren't worried about running out.
>But you WERE worried about Scootaloo.
>She'd hardly eaten since the two of you left, and she drank only enough water when it mattered.
>She hardly watched TV, she didn't play any video games, she didn't even work on her story.
>All she ever did was focus on you, hardly ever herself. When she wasn't occupied, she was laying by the couch and staring blankly at the floor beneath her, like a lost little puppy.

>>43566092
>Whenever you tried to make her eat something, she'd shrug it off and say she wasn't hungry.
>The first couple times, you could believe it.
>But a week later, she was starting to get thin. It wasn't noticeable in her face, but her belly was noticeably a bit thin.
>She wasn't eating like she should.
>You knew what had happened was getting to her, but trying to make her talk about it only seemed to seclude her even more.
>More and more food went to you, and less to her.
>Try to say no, and she'd try to force feed you.
>All while she starved herself further.
>Eventually, she was having trouble standing up and walking around for too long, and again she'd shrug it off and try to change the subject.
>You tried to make her eat, but all it would do is agitate her.
>Anything to make you not talk about it.
>You knew what she was trying to do, and you weren't gonna let that last.

:::::

>Ten days after you left Providence.
>It was raining outside, so the two of you were confined to the living room.
>The generators were full, so there was no worry of getting bored.
>But when it came to lunch, Scootaloo was skimping out on her meals again.
>You'd taken a nap on the couch, only to find Scootaloo gone, and her portion sitting in front of you on the coffee table.
>If your ribs didn't still hurt, you would've let out a deep, frustrated sigh.
>A disgruntled snort would have to do, in this case.
>You grabbed the can and got up slowly from the couch in search of the kid.
>She wasn't in the living room, nor was she in the bathroom or the master bedroom.
>The front porch was empty. Same as the truck.
>You were a little nervous now, but there was one place you were certain to find her.
>After a minute of careful hobbling towards the back of the house, you stepped out the back door and onto the back porch.
>There she was, sulking in a dank seat underneath a tattered umbrella, just barely concealing her from the rainfall.
>Your nervousness faded and your frustration came back.
>Scootaloo didn't seem to notice you come outside—she'd been staring off towards the endless woods behind the home.
>She was lost in thought, and you had a feeling why.
"You forgot this," you spoke aloud, startling her.
>When she noticed you, she relaxed, only for her shoulders to stiffen as she saw you place the still full can of beans on the table.
>"... That's not mine," she said.
>You snorted again, quieter this time.
"Yes, it is. I opened it for you."
>"Well, I'm not hungry."
>You sat down beside her, letting yourself get pelted by the soft rain. Your chest flared slightly, but you steeled yourself.
"You're not doing this, Scoot," you said firmly. "I don't need the food."
>"Well, you need it more than ME."
>You let out a huff.
"That doesn't mean starve yourself. Eat."
>"No."
"Scootaloo-"
>"I'm NOT hungry!" she shouted.
"YES YOU ARE!"
>Scootaloo flinched.

>>43566093
>You hardly ever shouted at her, but never like this.
>You never liked being angry at her, and you never, ever really had a reason to.
>Because why would you...?
"JESUS CHRIST, you can barely WALK! Your ribs are poking out!"
>Tears started to form in her eyes, and she looked down at the wooden patio beneath her feet. She refused to look you in the eye.
>Or maybe she was afraid to.
>"I-I don't need it-"
"YES YOU DO!" you shouted, letting out an exasperated sigh. "I DON'T need all of it, but YOU NEED to EAT!"
>"IT'S NOT FOR ME!"
"EAT!"
>"NO!"
"IF YOU DON'T EAT, YOU'RE GOING TO DIE!"
>"THEN LET ME FUCKING DIE!!"
>Her shrieking cries echoed into the air, only to be immediately followed by the silence.
>It didn't last long, but you never got the chance to say anything.
>Fresh tears ran down Scootaloo's face now, and every emotion in her finally spilled out at once.
>"I-I MADE THEM HURT YOU! I MADE THEM HURT YOU AND I KILLED THEM! THEY WERE NICE! I-I..."
>Scootaloo sobbed loudly, before sucking in another breath and ranting all over.
>"IT'S ALL MY FAULT! I DID THIS! I DON'T WANNA EAT! I WANT YOU TO GET BETTER! I DON'T WANT YOU TO DIE!!"
>She tried to scream more, but all that came out were more sobs and wails that she tried to hide behind her hands. Her face was wet with tears, and her eyes were red.
>You sat there in silence, mouth hung lightly open, stunned.
>Scootaloo hugged herself and cried, while you watched.
>You knew she'd been hurting, in some way or another.
>But you didn't realize how badly she was hurting.
>And yet you still sat there—saying nothing, doing nothing.
>Do SOMETHING, you idiot.
>Feeling your own tears coming on, you reached forward and grabbed Scootaloo by the shoulders, and pulled her into a tight hug.
>The pain in your chest flared up again, and you stifled a pained moan.
>Scootaloo whimpered at the realization and tried to pull away.
"It's alright," you said.
>"N-NO! YOU... Y-YOU'RE STILL-"
"Don't think about it, just l-listen to me, okay?"
>Scootaloo continued trying to break free from your grip, but you were stronger than her. She sniffled and cried, begging you to let her go.
>But you held her and whispered in her ear.
"It's not your fault," you told her.
>"Y-Yes it is..."
"No, it's n-not."
>She pushed again, but it was clear she was scared to hurt you. Pushing anywhere else did nothing for her.
>All she could do was listen.
"Y-You did what you had to do. That's what we practiced for, remember?"
>Scootaloo's eyes clenched shut as she fought another crying fit.
>"B-But they weren't b-bad..." she squeaked.
>You paused and closed your eyes.
"... I know."
>You held her close to you and sighed into her shoulder, while she cried again into your chest.
"Shh... It's alright... Just breathe..."

>>43566095
>You managed to convince her to sit inside, just in time for the rain to pick up.
>The two of you were still drenched, but some spare towels from the bathroom did wonders for the moment.
>Scootaloo sat on the couch, and you took your spot next to her, careful not to agitate your fragile bones any further.
>It took you another twenty minutes to calm her down enough for her to eat something.
>She picked at the can of beans from before, but she still had eaten nearly the entire can within a few minutes.
>You took your time and waited for her to finish before saying anything else. Not until she was done.
>When she set the empty can down on the coffee table, she sat and waited—like she knew you were about to ask her something.
"When did you start thinking about that?" you asked her, trying to word it right. "Dying."
>Scootaloo tensed up and fidgeted with her hands; she couldn't stop staring at the floor.
>Then she took a deep breath and exhaled through her mouth.
>"... L-Last week," she said at a dead whisper, sniffling. "I-I just... I couldn't... I couldn't stop thinking about them..."
>You didn't interrupt her, and you didn't chime in.
>You just sat there, hand on her shoulder, and let her speak.
>"I didn't wanna kill them... I just w-wanted to scare them, like just... make them leave. I thought I could've done the same with Mr. L-Lucky."
>You tensed up slightly at the mention of Lucky.
>"I-I... I thought they were just gonna arrest you o-or kick us out. I..."
>Scootaloo started tearing up again.
>"... I didn't know they were gonna kill you..."
>Scootaloo curled up into herself on the couch and fought the urge to weep. Of course, you took it upon yourself to hold her close to you.
>What else could you do?
>You shushed her gently while you rubbed her back in little circles.
>It got quiet again, and you thought she might've fallen asleep in your arms.
>"... I'm sorry."
>Her soft voice pierced the quiet once again.
>A small sigh escaped you—followed by a brief pained grunt.
"For what?" you asked her.
>She held onto you much tighter.
>"Kicking us out."
>You just kissed the top of her head and rubbed her shoulders.
"That wasn't your fault-"
>Scootaloo pulled away.
>"Stop telling me it WASN'T my fault!" she demanded through fresh tears.
>She groaned in frustration, but her grip on you remained delicate.
>"O-Of COURSE it was my fault! I'm the one who started it up again even when you said no. I MADE you do it! And because of that, you almost got killed! You're stuck on this fucking couch because I wanted to act like a fucking slut-"
"Hey."
>"No, I mean it! It's my fault we got caught! If I just shut up like I was supposed to, we... w-we wouldn't..."
>Scootaloo couldn't finish her sentence. All she could do was let out an anguished sigh and hold her head in her hands, ashamed to look up at you.
>You hated it.
>You hated seeing her grow up. Maybe another way, another time.
>But not like this.
>Not because of you.

>>43566098
>With a gentle sigh, you took her head in your hands and slowly lifted it up, until her eyes met yours again. She had single streams of tears running down her cheeks, and as much as she wanted to look away, she could not.
"Listen to me... It was NEVER your fault. Okay? It's mine."
>Scootaloo closed her eyes, her tears running down her cheeks.
"All of it's my fault. I should've done more to keep you out of it. I shoulda taught you better. I know you like it... I like it too, but..."
>The words failed to come out at first.
>Then you looked her in the eyes again.
"... But people aren't ready for that."
>You weren't like most people anymore—you accepted that a long time ago.
>But not everyone was going to share the same sentiment, and good... you shouldn't ever expect them to.
>But putting Scootaloo between that...
"... And it wasn't fair to put you through that."
>Scootaloo reached out and gently grabbed your hand.
>"B-But I know what I'm doing."
"I know. That's why it wasn't fair."
>You squeezed her hand lightly and gazed into her eyes.
"You're still a kid, Scootaloo. You deserve to keep being one."
>Scootaloo leaned forward and practically hugged your hand, wanting to keep you close.
>She wept silently, and the two of you said nothing for several moments.
>All you could do was let her cry it out.
>Then she spoke.
>"... I-I don't wanna be a kid... if I c-can't be with y-you."
>You sat there, frozen in silence.
>You were left speechless.
>When Scootaloo held your entire arm tightly in her grasp, you didn't pull away.
>You should have. You always should have.
>But instead, you let her do it.
>Any other rational adult would've stopped this. This would've been the second-best time to end it, here and now.
>"I-I love you."
>But she'd already been hurt enough.
>You caressed her tear-stained cheek with your thumb and gave her a sad smile.
>"... I love you too, kiddo."
>With a sigh, you leaned forward and kissed the top of her head. You stayed there too long—and nearly didn't pull away.
>When you finally did, you held her close to you, ignoring the pain in your ribs, and relaxed.
"We'll figure it out, okay...?"
>She reached up to clutch onto your arms.
>"Do you want me to stop...?"
>You knew immediately what she meant—and you didn't know how to answer.
"Do you wanna stop?"
>She squeezed tighter.
>"... N-No."
"..."
"... Okay."
>You continued to hold her until she fell asleep.
>You still had plenty to think about.
>But you'll figure it out.
>You had to.
>You promised her that much...

TO BE CONTINUED

>>43566101
Ponepaste: https://ponepaste.org/11815

Not the full thing, what I was able to write over the last couple weeks. I decided I'm going to post the next few chapters in bursts, whatever I can get done that works, and see where that goes. That way a chapter isn't taking months to push out and I don't get burnt out from it.

I hope the drama isn't too repetitive at this point.

>>43566092
>She WOULD hate you.
He don' know Twilight very well, do he?
>>43566093
Gotta love that the greatest concern from these fucks was Anon forcing things inside Scootaloo and now the things she DOES need put inside.. food.. she won't take, and Anon is so reluctant to force her.
>>43566095
>they weren't bad
kek. lil stockholm'd there.
>>43566105
Good good, this is a new chewable bite I can look at between parts of work.
It's not too repetitive, but it stopped just short of it. And I think they've kinda worked through it now. Not much more they can say about it.

>>43566135
Stop that

>>43566295
why does it bother you so much to multi-reply to a multi-post story? is it that I have more than one thing to say per story, or would you rather I eat up the bump limit with separate comments?

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So true!

>>43566653
Hot and based

>>43566321
I'd rather you post like a normal person. You can summarize your thoughts in a single message. Or not, considering the majority of this thread operates on an intellectual level of the subjects it romanticizes.

>>43566653
who dat?

>>43566696
>I CANT READ IT IF THERES MORE THAN ONE REPLY I NEED IT DUMBED DOWN FOR ME
Don’t call others retards while being retarded

>>43566709
Struck a nerve there, didn't I?

>>43566731
Ebin comeback, did you learn it on reddit? Nah, even they are too high brow for you

>>43566738
Yep, nerve definitely struck.

>it took him nearly 20 minutes to come up with that
Lmao

>>43566709
Self-serve

>>43564430
she's my angle and my devil

>>43564341
>swoli
What's that?

>>43566653
UUUOOOOOOHHHHHHH!!!!! JELLY DREAM BEAN!!!!

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>>43567199
A swole loli, I assume.

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>>43567250
did someone say Jelly Bean?

>>43567299
Cute

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>>43564341
>>43567199
https://haystack.yerf.org/vkxIXX.png

>>43566105
I'm curious to see how this and everything at Providence affects Scoot's behavior going forward. I could see her being avoidant or skittish of the idea of being around people that aren't Anon because of lingering guilt or fear. She'll probably glue herself to his side when alone, but I could see her distancing herself from him if people were around. Justifying it as keeping him safe by not tempting him. Could also see it being the opposite with her being extra defensive of Anon or maybe she just completely shuts down and refuses to talk to others while hiding behind him.

>>43566653
Cute

>>43566696
The thread has somewhat of a paucity of interaction whatsoever, so I don't understand your objection.
When you comment on a youtube video and you want to point out SPECIFIC things, rather than saying "Oh, and, uh, when you said, about the thing... " you just put in a timestamp. Here, we have post quotes, along with a brief greentext quote sentence, to make it clear which part you're reacting to. otherwise you just go 'i dunno that's hard to believe' and it's like, what? which part is?

>>43567496
holy hell that is an excellent scoot. Looks pert near drawn by a real person, too. Only thing making think it isn't is.. yknow, aint nobody got time for that.

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>>43567275
Hell yeah

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>>43567324
and?

They saw Applejack do it first...
https://u.pone.rs/boanoapl.jpg
https://u.pone.rs/enodbazv.jpg

And then they did it too...
Cutie Mark Crusaders Copycats!
https://u.pone.rs/gagchzuv.jpg
https://u.pone.rs/ekrcwfqk.jpg
https://u.pone.rs/mvybecpf.jpg
https://u.pone.rs/xvvrmmiu.jpg
https://u.pone.rs/fmozjmcl.jpg
https://u.pone.rs/avopypox.jpg

>>43567760
Funny!

>>43567776
Good stuff!

>>43567776
Really good gens

>>43567776
Unf

>>43568075
can i have an apple without an exit wound?

>>43568079
scooty in scanty outfits that embarrass her is wayyy cute.

>>43568104
You don't want an indirect kiss from your waitress?

>>43568079
>>43567776
More

>>43567496
God, I can't wait till we get a proper sex scene in this story because I really want to see what you generate from it.

>>43568079
Loli shadowbolts with this outfit please

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>>43568108

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>>43568444

>>43568174
if bloomy did that with her mouth, I am terrified

>>43568444
that one is at least more sporty and appropriate for her.
>>43568446
and that's a goddamn superheroine, so that's fine
but kitty panties and tube top seems embarrassingly girly for her

https://u.pone.rs/tpxfpsgp.jpg

>>43568446
What prompt did you use?

>>43568459
masterpiece,best quality,amazing quality, 1girl, solo, child, loli, <lora:Scootaloo:0.8> , Scootaloo_(Mlp), Moderate cerise Hair,Grayish purple Eyes,Light brilliant gamboge Skin, Equestria Girls, Humanized, short hair, flat chest,
<lora:Equestria_Girls_Illustrious_X1_SD8:0.45> embarrassed, nervous, pout, swimsuit, ass, bridal gauntlets,slingshot swimsuit, dutch angle, sky,outdoors, blurry background,
<lora:detailed hand focus style illustriousXL v1.1:1>

forgot to get rid of the bridal gauntlet tag which is why she has them haha

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>>43568375

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>>43568513
>>43568512
>>43568510
>>43568505
>>43568491
Thank you very much

>>43568513
Great collection

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>>43568563

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Spent some time today trying different combinations of art style loras and I like the way this combination looks.

https://haystack.yerf.org/YlF45R.png
https://haystack.yerf.org/QBnjVC.png
https://haystack.yerf.org/39RBF1.png

>>43568587
unf that last one

Love this style, feels like a web comic I'd read online!

>>43568587
I love Scoots with her lil hoodie. This design was one of the best things to come out of that green.

>>43568490
>>43568491
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>>43568512
Good work

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Have you seen the new fotm Malfoid trend? I'd love to see AJ/Derpy or one of the other blonde girls in her outfit

>>43568616
Apocalypse Scoots for days

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>>43568597
I'm pretty sure she's wearing that outfit in the Equestria Girls Movies.

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>>43568676
similar but not exactly

>>43567496
>https://haystack.yerf.org/vkxIXX.png
Fuck that's good, AJ would not hide strong the farm work has made her. Moar?

>>43568454
awww her farmer's tan..
>>43568645
I hate trends at the best of times, but this.. i'd pay a couple bucks to just wipe this one away

>>43564306
>Five minutes into the kidnapping and she gives you this look
What do?

>>43568829
A bit of road head

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>>43568712
I forgot all about the turquoise accents.

>>43568726
https://haystack.yerf.org/SS2x8y.png
https://haystack.yerf.org/Sj8rey.png
https://haystack.yerf.org/64Waya.png

>>43569400
Great stuff, nice abs and strong back

>>43569400
Nice

https://u.pone.rs/shlsrkle.jpg
https://u.pone.rs/ziwejbkh.jpg
https://u.pone.rs/tcqyfbse.jpg
https://u.pone.rs/dwqecgwn.jpg
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Cutie Mark Crusader Car Washers!

>>43569776
Good stuff

>>43569776
More

>>43569860
qt

>>43567496
Moar scooty <3

>>43567496
also I like this hairstyle for her. not exactly instantly recognizable as scoots, but it's cutes.

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>>43569776
>"Woah anon, sorry if got your car damp. We'll clean it up."
"No! It's... fine! This is just soap."
>"No, it's not. We will grab a towel and... your car is dry inside?"
"THIS IS JUST SOAP!!!"

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>>43570175

>>43570289
>in the future when civilization comes back and you take your starving apocalypse loli to a McMares

>>43570289
hnnggg
>>43570295
I wish we had more 'civilization comes back' stories. we need those more than ever. Hopeful things about rebuilding
As fucking gay as The Last of Us was, while I was watching people play it, I found myself enamored with the urban ruins exploration, and I'd love a videogame or something based around people just spelunking in old buildings for like... DVDs, tapes, toys, whatever old shit they could find, to have as entertainment now that society has rebuilt JUST enough to have free time to do shit other than 'acquire more food', but is not yet ready to start making more TV

>>43570307
>As fucking gay as The Last of Us was, I found myself enamored with the urban ruins exploration
Nah man, I get you. That's why I like FNV.
I mean, sure, is a tale about humanity trying to rebuild civilization. But what I like about it is that, depending on your actions, it can either be accelerated or halted.
You see this people trying to make their best, and is up to you if they make it, or are forgotten in the wasteland.
Is a harsh world, but you shouldn't be. War never changes, but men do after they lived through it.

>>43570582
yeahh Fallout has a lot of good exploration. I definitely have an inner scavenger that loves the idea of just roaming around like a locust and picking up everything that isn't nailed down.. in videogames. In real life, the weight of carrying stuff takes the fun out of that. also bugs. I fucked up playing New Vegas so hard, it was ages til I had a proper place to actually store my shit, and then it was decidedly the wrong one.

>>43568513
More loli Shadowbolts please

Bump

bump

>(You) and Post-apocalypse Scoots blowing off steam by having sex in the car on the side of the road, away from the prying eyes of your community

>>43574488
I wanna find the cool community with its head on straight.
Where we sit around re-enacting (and writing down) episodes from TV that we remember.

>>43574488
double dubs demands it

>>43569400
You just know she bosses around older students and professors

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>>43567760
I miss her T-T

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>>43575282
i'm now letting her out of my basement

>>43574488
>>43574944
technically quads, definite demand

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>>43574488
https://haystack.yerf.org/mSHnEj.png
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>>43575911
That's the ticket

>>43564306

>>43575911
Scoot's only a slut for (You)
Imagine her lounging about the house, doing her usual stuff, but completely naked. She does it not just because it feels nice, but to tease the hell out of you. Of course, the windows are all blinded so nobody can see it, but it's the extra risk factored in that makes it so much hotter.

>>43579879
Actually I just realized the apocalypse green already had that idea

>Even after several weeks, the two of you were still finding ways to make things fun.
>A couple times, Scootaloo would wander around the dorm naked.
>She'd eat breakfast or watch TV wearing absolutely nothing at all, both getting comfortable and also trying to see how long it would be before you had your hands all over her.
>Sometimes, it ended with her taking an early bath.
>At some point, Scootaloo had gotten the idea of involving the camera.
>Within two weeks, an entire roll of film had been used up, showing every dirty little thing you both did together.
>From Scootaloo giving you a BJ, to showing off her cum-covered hands, showing off a load in her mouth, on her stomach, even on her butt!
>From your fingers buried inside her as deep as they could get, to just various images of her in compromising positions—bending over the arm of the couch with her pants at her knees, bottomless on the sofa with cum on her belly, or even the tip of your cock rubbing against her smiling, cum-plastered lips.
>Most of them were her idea.

Anon is so fucking based in this story

>>43579898
>>43579879
casual nudity is the best part of any story that gets out of the modern day. whether we're in a medieval land where aint nobody gonna wear a ton indoors and have to do more laundry (and bathing's in a washtub) or a future world where you're just expected to head into body scanning group techno-showers, or just the 80s when you could find some experimental artists utilizing home video in creative ways (and he's crippled so you can fuckin relax).

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>>43581323
Just saw the images themselves. Cute adaptation!

>>43581323
skinnyful scooty.

>>43581323
A bit skinny, but food is hard to come by in the wasteland after all.

>>43579898
>>43579879
bseado

>>43579898
The whole introduction of a photo album showing off their sexcapades is also incredibly hot too.

>"Here's a picture of Scootaloo playing with this cute puppy we found a few months ago."
>"Oh, and here's a picture of her taking my whole cock."
>"Here's another picture of me just shooting a massive load on her back."
>"And this was the time we went to get ice cream down the street..."

>>43583070
<3 as it should be.

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>>43583070
>Here's a picture of Scootaloo playing with this cute puppy we found

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>>43583070
>>43583070
>>"And this was the time we went to get ice cream down the street..."

>>43583070
>>"Oh, and here's a picture of her taking my whole cock."
https://u.pone.rs/ewnvmcyg.jpg
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>>"Here's another picture of me just shooting a massive load on her back."
https://u.pone.rs/zesqkglu.jpg
https://u.pone.rs/glwfsczt.jpg

>>43583952
>the AI still shitting itself and posting random bits in an image
I think it may be time to retire this model fren
What model does Kimberlite use?

>>43583967
It'll be hard to move from IL for MLP gens considering ANIMA just cannot replicate this look/style at all. I'll have to make some custom Loras soon. Everything I do is on ANIMA except these MLP gens lol