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Raritan x Raritan OTP

By: picklehead42 on Sep 3rd, 2013  |  syntax: None  |  size: 4.16 KB  |  hits: 32  |  expires: Never
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  1. >Day The Gay 3.0 in Equestria
  2. >You are Raritan the Fabulous
  3. >At least that’s what Rarity calls you (and Disc Ward before he left you).
  4. >To everyp0ny else you’re just Raritan, and lately, you’ve been feeling kinda lonely.
  5. >Without that special somep0ny to snuggle with on those cold winter nights, life here in P0nyville had become a bit strenuous.
  6. >It seemed that everyp0ny had someone, even Rarity (much to your displeasure).
  7. >So you spent many a night alone in bed, having to snuggle yourself to sleep.
  8. >If you were lucky you wouldn’t even cry.
  9. >Today was a relatively un-rapey day, lucky for you. Flutterslut hadn’t showed up in another horrid outfit.
  10. >Uncouth bitch.
  11. >But today you had no choice but to go out and buy some fabrics for dresses from Rarity.
  12. >That was your one common ground with her, and one day you hoped to become more than friends.
  13. >As you walk down to her house, you sadly notice Fluttershy following you, and seems to be painted purple.
  14. >You turn and look at her, glaring.
  15. “What?”
  16. >She does a comical “Eep” before addressing you. “Is purple your fetish Anon?”
  17. “No it isn’t you uncultured swine. Now leave me be so I can go chat with my more sophisticated friends.”
  18. >She gasps, and the paint around her eyes begin to wash off as she flies away crying softly.
  19. >You would feel bad if she hadn’t burned all the dresses Rarity had made for you. She still thought she had a chance after that too.
  20. >So you continue on your way, unhindered by the unwanted intrusion, gathering new materials for your wonderful dresses.
  21. >As you leave the boutique after an unsuccessful flirt session, Pinkie pops in.
  22. >She literally popped out of your basket of fabrics.
  23. 1/?
  24. >”Hiya Rarararara! What’s up?” Her mane was poofy and pink as ever, same as her bubbly personality.
  25. “Oh, not much Pinkie. It’s just been a hard few days, that’s all.”
  26. >Her mane slightly deflates, and she looks concerned. “Oh no! What’s the matter Rary?”
  27. >You explain to her how lonely your nights have been, and how all you’ve had is yourself.
  28. >She nods, and for once keeps quiet throughout the whole ordeal, listening seriously.
  29. >”Well Rar,” she says once you’ve finished, “I think I have the solution.”
  30. >She turns, and points her ear at you. “Grab on!”
  31. “…really?”
  32. >She snorts. “Well how else are we gonna solve this problem?”
  33. >You shrug and grab hold, before suddenly getting sucked into your fabric basket.      
  34. >All those beautiful soft pieces were whizzing around your head, and as they twist and spin, they soon change, and begin to form shapes and other hues.
  35. >It takes you longer than you’d like to admit to realize you were in some sort of large cave, with Pinkie nowhere to be found.
  36. >Goddammit
  37. >You pace around, trying to find a way out, when you suddenly come across a pool in the middle of the cave.
  38. >It was so clear, it was perfectly reflective too.
  39. >Looking down, you see your beautiful reflection, your purple locks framing your beautiful face.
  40. >So beautiful…
  41. >You reach down and touch your reflection’s hand, and it almost feels like….oh god.
  42. >You grab the wrist and pull, and another you pops out of the pool.
  43. >”Goddammit, Pinkie sent us to the Mirror Pond,” the beautiful you says.
  44. “Seems that way.”
  45. >”So now there’s two of us.”
  46. “Yup.”
  47. >”So now there’s two lonely Raritans?”
  48. “Uh-huh.”
  49. >You both stand there, one dripping, both purple, both a bit miffed that Ponk thought two of you would solve the problem.
  50. 2/?
  51. “Maybe she thought two heads are better than one?”
  52. >”Yeah…” he says, kinda drifting off.
  53. >”Or maybe…”
  54. >”She wanted us to be not so lonely…together?”
  55. “What?”
  56. >The dripping wet Raritan leans in, and presses his warm lips against yours.
  57. >You try to back away, but he persists, and you both fall onto the cave floor.
  58. >You feel his hardon through his soaking wet jeans, and you still can’t squirm away.
  59. >He pulls off you, and he pants a bit. “Dude, what’s the problem? You wanna be lonely?”
  60. >You sigh.
  61. “Dude, it’s just, I’m not gay.”
  62. >He grins.
  63. >”You’re forgetting the golden rule! [spoiler]It’s not gay if it’s you[/spoiler]
  64. 3/3