Fanfics of the other kind.

[Meunster]

"It's a pile of shit, but it has some good stuff in it." -lauren faust.
This is just a collection of MLP fanfics I like. Partly doing this to remember them so they don't fade into non existent because I am one of a few hundred people who are their last link to existence.
Also because once you get over the memes and the "omg poniezzz killzzz itt" autism they're pretty nice, and since they are person made they don't have any boundaries they can't cross, the authors are only restricted by the power of their writing and grammar (some are better than others.)

quick thing though if you intend to poke at them, Anon is the green guy who is just a self insert character. All of it's written in second person, and if you're autistic enough to care about poni then just imagine them as humans.

Blood anon, princess twilot spurgle botches a spell and ends up infusing anon into her blood. Like crona from soul eater.
http://pastebin.com/Y3s426wP


Obsessive Octavia, musical donkey gets incredibly yandere for green man and shit goes bonkers.
http://pastebin.com/hAB2xFx5

yandere derpy, unconditional love is fucking scary.
http://pastebin.com/u/YandereDerpy

spaghetti sparkle, NEETs are fucking terrifying.
http://pastebin.com/WT2Sy2qZ

The walk home, why helping bully victims always results in sex, or something.
http://pastebin.com/Q52MHHhN

luna's Anon, from cute slice of life lovey dovey to fucking  tear jerking.
http://pastebin.com/G62gnh1V

Anon is death, cute little comedies about a green guy reaping the souls of multi colored ponies.
http://pastebin.com/AXCrrCAh


There's other I've read over the years, but like I said, if I can't remember them then chances are the 100 other anons who read them can't and the author probably has deleted them by now.

[Doktor Howl]

 

[Mesozoic Mister Nigel]

Do you have anything with Juggalos?

[Meunster]

Do you have anything with Juggalos?

Mlp and juggalos? the ICP kind or the prostitute kind?

[Doktor Howl]

Do you have anything with Juggalos?

Mlp and juggalos? the ICP kind or the prostitute kind?

Oh, dear.

[Meunster]

Do you have anything with Juggalos?

Here are some ICP juggalo ones that are cringy as fuck, not fit for human consumption.
http://www.fimfiction.net/story/46925/1/insane-clown-posse-goes-to-ponyville-and-get-flamed/what-is-a-juggalo
http://www.fimfiction.net/story/46925/insane-clown-posse-goes-to-ponyville-and-get-flamed
http://www.fimfiction.net/story/46925/3/insane-clown-posse-goes-to-ponyville-and-get-flamed/miracles

Here's some of the prostitute kind...
https://www.fanfiction.net/s/7955851/1/Ponyvillie-Prostitutes-temp-name

Oh, shit, Just remembered there is actually general I quite like that had alot of tear jerking saving prostitutes off the street type stories.

http://pastebin.com/u/WhorePonyThread

Link to about 100 stories, they normally start with anon finding a broken down pony prostituitng herself, then takes her in for eating eggs and cuddles. I even had written a story for it, don't read it though. It's a little cringy.

[Karapac]

As much as I don't mind self-indulgent fantasies of any kind (and ponies), the second-person fanfics... creep me out just slightly.  Especially since they seem to be mostly in the dominion of Hetalia, Homestuck and MLP, and these fandoms sure can be sticky and smell weird.

I wonder if the second-person may someday become more mainstream, maybe in part due to this trend.

[Mesozoic Mister Nigel]

Do you have anything with Juggalos?

Mlp and juggalos? the ICP kind or the prostitute kind?

There is only one kind of juggalo. The other word you are thinking of is "gigolo".

[Mesozoic Mister Nigel]

Do you have anything with Juggalos?

Here are some ICP juggalo ones that are cringy as fuck, not fit for human consumption.
http://www.fimfiction.net/story/46925/1/insane-clown-posse-goes-to-ponyville-and-get-flamed/what-is-a-juggalo
http://www.fimfiction.net/story/46925/insane-clown-posse-goes-to-ponyville-and-get-flamed
http://www.fimfiction.net/story/46925/3/insane-clown-posse-goes-to-ponyville-and-get-flamed/miracles

Not cringy enough, my friend.

[Meunster]

Do you have anything with Juggalos?

Here are some ICP juggalo ones that are cringy as fuck, not fit for human consumption.
http://www.fimfiction.net/story/46925/1/insane-clown-posse-goes-to-ponyville-and-get-flamed/what-is-a-juggalo
http://www.fimfiction.net/story/46925/insane-clown-posse-goes-to-ponyville-and-get-flamed
http://www.fimfiction.net/story/46925/3/insane-clown-posse-goes-to-ponyville-and-get-flamed/miracles

Not cringy enough, my friend.

You want cringy? what gets you to cringe, I can probably find every flavor of shit.

[Mesozoic Mister Nigel]

Do you have anything with Juggalos?

Here are some ICP juggalo ones that are cringy as fuck, not fit for human consumption.
http://www.fimfiction.net/story/46925/1/insane-clown-posse-goes-to-ponyville-and-get-flamed/what-is-a-juggalo
http://www.fimfiction.net/story/46925/insane-clown-posse-goes-to-ponyville-and-get-flamed
http://www.fimfiction.net/story/46925/3/insane-clown-posse-goes-to-ponyville-and-get-flamed/miracles

Not cringy enough, my friend.

You want cringy? what gets you to cringe, I can probably find every flavor of shit.

Uhhhhhh

I don't think you have any idea who you're talking to, here. 

[Pæs]

Outside of the scientific community, it's a little known fact that cringing is a defensive mechanism designed to protect the cringer from Nigelling. Tensing up, ducking the head and tightening the abdomen are all classic signs that a person is trying to defend themselves from an imminent attack. The attacker being defended against was unknown until recently. Modern image-capturing technology has allowed us a slow-motion glimpse at people cringing, giving us our first look at a glimmer of Nigel sidling up to each and every one of them.

We now know that when horrifically objectionable and awkwardness inducing content is viewed, Nigel will almost without fail and through the misunderstood power of quantums, make a brief appearance behind and slightly to the side of the viewer of the materal and inspect it over their shoulder, vibrating at a menacing frequency and gibbering with delight. At a primal level, the viewer of the material becomes aware of this presence and the mind recoils in horror, the limbic system tries to wrest control of the body away, misfiring the fight-or-flight engine once or twice before giving up and settling down again leaving the viewer with either a confused boner or a deep sense of shame and regret.

And Nigel? Oh, Nigel. Nigel disappears into the night to consume the awkwardness of another poor soul.

[LMNO]

Too much Truth.

[Doktor Howl]

Do you have anything with Juggalos?

Mlp and juggalos? the ICP kind or the prostitute kind?

There is only one kind of juggalo. The other word you are thinking of is "gigolo".

What's amazing is that I've used that bit, and it went totally over my head in this thread.   

[Mesozoic Mister Nigel]

Outside of the scientific community, it's a little known fact that cringing is a defensive mechanism designed to protect the cringer from Nigelling. Tensing up, ducking the head and tightening the abdomen are all classic signs that a person is trying to defend themselves from an imminent attack. The attacker being defended against was unknown until recently. Modern image-capturing technology has allowed us a slow-motion glimpse at people cringing, giving us our first look at a glimmer of Nigel sidling up to each and every one of them.

We now know that when horrifically objectionable and awkwardness inducing content is viewed, Nigel will almost without fail and through the misunderstood power of quantums, make a brief appearance behind and slightly to the side of the viewer of the materal and inspect it over their shoulder, vibrating at a menacing frequency and gibbering with delight. At a primal level, the viewer of the material becomes aware of this presence and the mind recoils in horror, the limbic system tries to wrest control of the body away, misfiring the fight-or-flight engine once or twice before giving up and settling down again leaving the viewer with either a confused boner or a deep sense of shame and regret.

And Nigel? Oh, Nigel. Nigel disappears into the night to consume the awkwardness of another poor soul.