New fluffy thread! Last one hit the image limit. Uncommon content appreciated.
Let me see... No MLP characters, no MLP settings, no mention of MLP by any characters within pics.
It's almost as if the only thing this shit has in common with MLP is pastel covered animals.
Alright well I guess you can stay then, just try to keep the autism down. I have my own thread going on right above yours.
All that comes to mind are long-ass stories I have saved
fluffy adventure .
you are a house mare who has recently ran away because daddy was a meany, always giving you shouties , you can try and find some food in the city, go door to door asking for help or look for other free fluffies in the park?
Du langage fluffy traduit en français. Bordel je vais me coucher.
you walk through a couple of back lawns so you don't get spotted , you get lost a couple of times trying to remember which way it was to the park.you manage to get there by thinking very hard and being the smartest fluffy . By the time you get to the park its very dark and scary , you cant see any fluffies around.
you decide to take shelter , all of the benches are out in the open and a bush will hide you better (your mare is black with a purple tail and hair). You sit down under the bush for sleepies. Some time later you get woken up by a clatter, you see a bushy read tail sticking out of a tipped over dumpster.
Let him give his speech,invite him in saying he really reached him and that he would go to church.
Pick fluffy up by tail
Slam against wall
"where is your god now?"
Stable fluffy tail to wall
going with first come first serve , you wait till the bushy red monster leaves the dumpster before approaching. there is stacks of garbage , half eaten apples , plastic bottles , take away boxes, plastic bags etc. as you begin munching an apple you hear voices in the dumpster "is monsta gown?"
"so scawd , it took smartie"
" smartie was so bwave , skawed away dummeh monsta"
Here, this is the closest thing I've got
I don't know why
My first reaction years ago as horror
Then I ignored then out of nowhere
BLAM, looking for it, on the booru, etc
I've completed the evolution, I'm mostly down for hug/sadbox now.
And IRL, everybody knows me as the super-compassionate-animal guy. I volunteer at the shelter, am trained in emergency care for cats, and foster several lost animals. Something about fluffys though, when smartys get a smack, its satisfying. Not true abuse though, never really liked that. But I'm not a retarded headcanon either that justifies EVERY abuse with "THEYRE SELF ENTITLED SHITHEADS" Not all unis are smawtys, many fluffies are great pets.
"he skawed away the owenj monsta"
three fluffies come out from under the garbage
a pink mare with a horned foal
a brown mare with no foals
and a black fluffy one like you only, with brown hair
"youre no smartie " one says confused
"wheres smartie, needs to pwotect babeh!" the pink mare shouts looking around the rest of the dumpster
"new fwiend?" the black one asks aproaching you
It's a bannable offense on MLP
How about Skettiland AKA the Fall of Cleveland? It's long but is very well balanced between hugbox sadbox and abuse.
> Be extremely bi polar
> Cherish your legally grown medication
> One day you notice one of the smaller mother plants seem to have a chunk bitten out of her
> looking around in the soil, you find footprints leading to an old ran down playground behind your setup
> Getting closer you notice near a literal shit trail heading toward a climbable castle
The paste has enough oxygen in it that our lungs can use it. But our lungs can't get any oxygen out of water. Water goes in, lungs can't get it out, lungs can't get oxygen, pepsi ensues.
Nah it's a fluffy story, the shit gives it away
you pin down the black mare and force your way into his "poopie pwace"
it begins to cry as you give it special hugs "new smawtie is a meany, pwease stowp" it cries and begs
the pink mare spooks and runs out of the dumpster "nu wan special hugs , want owd special fwiend for babbeh!" she cries bolting past you with the foal on her back. the red mair has raised its tail for you " wan babehs , wan to be a mummeh"
you quickly finish with her as well.
"new smawtie , where pinkie and babeh go?"
I was in that thread, I made all but one of the edits.
>lungs have more capacity then a tablespoon of water
you remember how much your tummeh huwts and begin to eat all the garbage with your new herd of 2 . the brown haired one is now poopie and the red is special fwend. special fwend keeps singing about being a mumma , by the time you finish the sun is up and pinkie is still not back with her foal.
you can look for her, try to find a nice hooman, or look for more fluffies
I agree with the Fall of Cleveland not piquing my interests initially, I haven't thought to give it a read as a result. What I did enjoy was 'Special Cases' by Thesalt. I recommend that story if you haven't already read it
Someone made stuff with this character? interesting ...
you peak out the dumpster , no sign of the owenj monsta or of pinkie , no hoomans other than the occasional jogger,
we can look around the hedges , by the band stand, by the band stand or out of the park
putain non , dla grosse merde, fallait pas. Ça me donne envie de vomir
you bolt out to the hedge line and follow it along the parks perimeter, you find the occasional tuft of pink fluff but no Pinkie. At least you know she hasn't left the park, On the way around you find another herd hiding in the hedge line you find another herd. This heard is bigger than yours with a smartie leader, 3 fluffies and mare
the smartie demands you follow him now or biggest ouchies .
i love to rage over stories like this. the fluffy isn't necessarily malicious, just fucking stupid. it gets a warm house, an owner, and food, but will throw all of that away just to run away, get a "special friend" (who most often dies), then shit out a bunch of rats who will all die of starvation/exposure/predators because mummah is too damned stupid to protect and provide for them.
I'll post the main two, the one that contains all the others, and the political one.
> Crouching, you find yourself under the child sized Castle and are overcome with curiosity and rage
> There; you find the bud thief, it's a purple alacorn feeding his "special friend" your hard earned profit
> Turning around, you head home preparing to teach him a lesson in taking things that don't belong to him
"CHAWRGE!" you cry as you dash forward hoofs flailing . but your red special friends tummy is already starting to swell with the pregnancy and the poopie fwend isnt really that willing to fight you after his rape. regardless, you are the bravest smarty and you charge alone. your opposition charges back lowering his horn .
last change to do anything before impact, keep charging and risk it?
i used to cum inside of a fluffy bitch
she'd push my load out her axe-wound and make music with the queefs
u ever heard cum queefs make sick beats bruh?
this was her favorite song to queef to me:
you roll a straight 20 and turn and spray garbage shit at him, hitting him in the eyes. "SCREEE" he reals kicking and running in circles trying to skewer you. As you go in for the rape he kicks you in the face.everything goe s black for a second when you come too everything looks a little off but you cant work out why. you look to your shit covered opponent he has ran blindly out into the open path way. a meany hooman looks down on him " EW! fucking disgusted shit covered vermin as he kicks it down into a thorn bush .As it tries to roll free it only entangles its self more. By the time it stops writhing its skin is near ripped from its body. all the commotion has brought additional fluffies out of hiding . they call you wuneye the bwavest fwuffy.
your heard has grown to 9
you could keep looking for pinkie ?