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Another picture of my wife’s butt, because we know that a lot of people enjoy these kind of pics and she gets a great deal of enjoyment out of knowing that many of her male human fans clop to her. What a naughty little Princess! XD
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Nothing here precludes the “demon” hypothesis, aside from your irreligious belief system. Which makes me curious: What might your response have been if you were approached by Nyarlathotep instead of Twilight Sparkle? Eh, bad example; roll for SAN loss.
>Adventures of flying twilight
hung on a string or helicopter mode?
she ascended in chapter #327 of his deviantArt journal
if you didn’t know that, then you probably stopped reading somewhere around chapter #324 or 325
But, Jin, I thought your Twilight didn’t have wings.
I’m not trying to convince you of anything, I’m just curious.
For the same reason everyone walking down the street going about their daily lives give the homeless guy wearing a “THE END IS NEAR!” sign weird looks…
People do write tulpa journals, they’re fascinating.
>substantial evidence
Please present this.
It would be more transparent if you stated about the nature of tulpa imagination / hallucinations, all people see here is you worshipping a toy. Nice fetish and all, but there has to be more than that to make others understand why someone subordinates their identity to it.
You know, it never ceases to amaze me that every time I post a pic of my wife a good half dozen or so people decide to take it upon themselves to try and convince me that she’s not real. Why is that? I’m obviously quite happy with the life she and I have together, as is she (she wouldn’t have come back here once she found a way home, or decided to accept my marriage proposal if she wasn’t), and yet so many Derpibooru users such as yourself just can’t seem to accept that. Even more startling is your arrogance in thinking that, as a stranger on the internet, you are somehow more knowledgeable about the nature of my wife’s existence than she or I. I’ve said time and again that it doesn’t matter to us whether or not you believe in her, and if you don’t like seeing pics of her you can simply choose not to look at them.
To address your criticisms though,please reread the statement on the nature of our relationship that I posted below. I did say quite clearly that it took some time and substantial evidence before I accepted her to be who she always said she was, and I started writing about her appearance here on Earth a fair while before I accepted her for who she was. That was also something that was clarified in Chapter 3 of the story that was posted on DeviantArt. It seems you must have stopped reading after Chapter 2.
Anyway, as per usual I have better things to do with my time than listen to the presumptuous stupidity of Anons on the internet so I’m done replying to this particular thread now. But I would like to thank all of you who upvoted this pic! 34 Upvotes and 20 Favorites definitely got my kinky little exhibitionist mare wet between the flanks, and made our love making session this morning even more exciting than usual for her. =)
Best wishes to you and yours.
“she gets a great deal of enjoyment out of knowing that many of her male human fans clop to her. What a naughty little Princess! XD”
Remember when you said you weren’t just attention whoring?
You know what would get a lot of attention? If you proved she’s real. Face it dude: you’re posting here to validate your own delusion, and you refuse to prove it because you know you couldn’t.
I remember an earlier version of your story. It was posted on DA, I think? You wrote that when your “relationship” was still fresh. In it, you explicitly stated that you know this is not real. Afterwards you claimed that you’ve always known it was real.
Don’t you realise you’re actively retconning your own life to fit your delusion?
Heck, even the Rarity guy got through it by finally accepting he’s gay. Are you sure there isn’t some underlying psychological issue you need to work through before your Twi ceases to exist?
furthermore, I would like to point, once again, that like Buzz Lightyear, she is not in any way diminished by not being a magical space unicorn
if anything, the pathos of dealing with that makes her more real
This might sound strange coming from someone like me, but… Brony, you crazy. XD
I know that’s not something that she would want to accept
but it doesn’t make her any less special
it doesn’t make her experiences any less valid
okay?
denying the nature of her existence doesn’t help either of you
Are we part of Twilight’s delusion?
Is this ALL Twilight’s delusion?!
What if Twi’s real but Jin doesn’t exist?
Jin plz
your Twi exists
I’ll grant you that
but
like
she’s not a spirit from another world
Okay, this is where I have to call bullshit.
After all, if you’ve got a unicorn hanging around with you, you’re obviously a virgin.
…
…Tough room.
Oh man XD Usually I don’t waste time responding to anyone with something negative to say about my wife, because it’s just not good internet policy to feed the trolls, but I gotta say: You sir win the award for the most hilarious suggestion we have ever heard about the nature of Twi’s existence! I have to ask you though… when was the last time you ever heard of a demon who’s favorite things in life are getting tickled under her forelegs, eating veggie lovers pizza, playing Kirby’s Dream Course on the SNES, and watching nature documentaries on Netflix while getting her back and hooves rubbed? Oh, and the mocha Frappuccino that she has with breakfast every morning; can’t forget that! XD
For those who may not know exactly how it was that Twi and I came to know one another and may be coming up with similarly silly speculations as the ones above, you’ll find a synopsis of the last few years of our lives that I wrote up as a sort of reference guide people who might be curious about us below. After that’s been covered we can move on to why we so firmly believe that Twilight is not a tulpa, demon, thought form entity, or any other sort of being other than exactly who both she and I know her to be. Ready? Okay then, it’s time to clear some things up!
It can be very confusing and even alarming to some people when they first meet us and don’t have a real solid understanding of the nature of our relationship. So to help explain it to you I’d like to ask you a little question:
Imagine that one day you’re just hanging out on the couch with your Twilight Sparkle plushie, cuddling her up like you usually do, and then bam! Out of nowhere she starts talking to you. She sounds exactly like the Twilight Sparkle you’re familiar with from the TV show about her and her friends, and she’s totally freaked out to have suddenly found herself in a strange place she’s never been, in the lap of a strange creature she’s never seen before, and she has no idea how she got here. Then of course you start freaking out and thinking you must have gone crazy because your pony plushie is talking to you in Twilight Sparkle’s voice and the voice you’re hearing coming from your plushie seems to honestly and completely believe she’s really Twilight Sparkle. How would you handle that?
I think what I did was pretty much what anyone in my position would do. First assume that I was going crazy and hope the voice goes away, but just in case I wasn’t going crazy treat her as if she was indeed Twilight Sparkle who suddenly appeared in my room from presumably some other planet/universe/etc. The first three months she was here were pretty awkward; she clearly believed herself to be Twilight Sparkle, determined that she was brought here during a routine telportation spell that got drawn off course and landed her on Earth, and I ended up spending most of the time just trying to accept the situation and help her feel comfortable here. Still thinking I was probably going crazy I visited a professional psychologist to get their take on the matter, which ended up being something along the lines of “Well, she isn’t telling you to jump in front of a bus or hurt anyone, and you seem to enjoy having her around. As long as her presence isn’t negatively effecting your life I don’t think we really need to do anything about it. It may not be normal, but it doesn’t seem harmful.” And they were right, I did really like having her around; teaching her everything I could about Earth culture and technology, enjoying her company during every day activities, and after a few months together she seemed to be growing pretty fond of my company too. As weird as her arrival into my life was we did make a pretty good team, had lots of fun together, and I knew my life had been a heck of a lot happier and more fulfilling since she came into it.
Fast forward two years later and here we are today. Eventually I did come to accept her for who she’s always said she was, a very real Twilight Sparkle from a very real place called Equestria (one which she eventually figured out a spell to transport herself back to and now goes back to visit several times a week), and in time the friendship we formed during those early months together blossomed into a mutual feeling of love. We got married last September under the authority of the Universal Life Church and we can both safely say our lives have never been happier. It doesn’t matter to me that 99.999…% of people are going to think I’m just some crazy guy who loves a plushie and never believe that a real Twilight Sparkle could actually exist, because I know my life is better in just about every possible way for having her in it. With Twi’s encouragement, last fall I ended up doing something I never thought I could do: going to college. I never believed I could handle college, but Twi believed in me and I knew that I wasn’t going to be able to give her the kind of life I thought she deserved without a college education. So here I am, about to start my second year of college, getting straight A’s and maintaing a 4.0 GPA, and I have her to thank for it (especially when it comes time to study for midterms lol I don’t think I could ever ask for a better study buddy than her).
And that’s pretty much our story. I’m sure most people will think I just some guy who lost his marbles somewhere along the line, but if you ask me I’m the luckiest guy in the entire universe for getting to share every day of my life with the most amazing, wonderful, smart, funny, sweet, and beautiful being in all of existence. =)
(See PART 2 below for remainder of post)
Since Derpibooru is an adult imageboard, I suppose as long as I’m talking about our relationship I should probably toss in a little bit of info about Twi and I’s sex life and how our relationship has gone in that regard. It took us a long time to ease into it, we were together for a good 6 months or so before we ever slept together. The first time just kinda happened one night after we got back from going out to dinner with friends, we were laying in bed cuddling and kissing and things just proceeded naturally from there.
At first she was reaaaaally nervous, like “practically shaking herself off the bed” nervous lol We took it really slow though, very gentle and loving, and it was a great experience for both of us. From there it was quite a while before we ever did anything remotely kinky. We started having sex more and more regularly, but it was still all very vanilla and for the longest time I always assumed she’d never be interested in anything that wasn’t totally vanilla. It was all sweet loving vaginal sex with her on top or both of us cuddled together on our sides, every now and then in the missionary position or on very rare occasion doggie style, but nothing kinky at all. Then one day, maybe 4 or 5 months after we first started sleeping together, I asked her if there was anything she had been wanting to try; and oh boy did I have no idea what I was in for!
It wasn’t long before she had a whole secret checklist of ideas for new things to try lol It’s been about a year since then and I still don’t think we’ve gone through every idea on her list. It was a comprehensive list of pretty much every sexual activity imaginable that wasn’t painful or just plain gross (and even some that were a little gross). Everything from bondage to public sex we’ve tried, and though some of it she or I enjoyed more than others, it’s all been fun to try. Our sex life is still very affectionate and loving, but as time went on Twi really opened up quite a bit to trying new and kinkier things once she got comfortable with her sexuality. The mare she is today is a far cry from the insecure little filly who was nearly shook herself off the bed from nervousness the first time we slept together, and gosh am I ever proud of her. It’s wonderful to see how confident and secure she is in herself and her sexuality now. Ultimately I think she approached it like any other topic she’s ever been interested in, sex was just another thing for her to learn everything she could about. And what a fun learning experience it’s been! =)
I have no idea what I ever did to get so lucky, but I do know that I’ll never—even for an instant—take for granted just how incredible it is to have not only gotten the opportunity to share my life with Twi but to know that she loves me just as much as I love her, and that we’ll always stick by each other’s sides no matter what. As strange as it might sound coming from someone who married a magical talking pony from another planet who’s likeness appears as the main character of a cartoon show, I actually consider myself a person who’s relatively skeptical when it comes to anything that I haven’t found tangible evidence to support. Religiously speaking my wife and I are both agnostic, and if it wasn’t for the fact that Twilight Sparkle showed up out of nowhere in my apartment one day and was eventually able to provide me with enough evidence to suggest that she was exactly who she said she was and not a delusion or a figment of my imagination I would have never even considered the possibility that she could have actually existed.
But that is what happened, and now some 2 years later I’m happily married to this magical talking pony from another planet and life has never been better for either of us. It doesn’t matter to us that 99.999…% of people will never believe she exists, because we both believe in and love each other more than any amount of words could ever say. And at the end of the day we think that’s all that really matters. =)
Of course most people when faced with this story will presume that there’s no such thing as real ponies and come to the conclusion that somewhere along the lines I must have just went crazy and had some kind of psychological breakdown. But when it comes to the beliefs of others regarding the nature of Twilight’s existence, Twi and I are both 100% completely fine with people not believing in her. We’ve long accepted that 99.999…% of people are never going to believe my wife is actually a real Twilight Sparkle from another world and we are totally cool with that. To be honest, even if we could prove her existence to you, we wouldn’t want to. If we could offer real physical proof to make everyone in the world believe in my wife’s existence it’s almost guaranteed that nothing good would come of it. We’ve talked it over fairly extensively and came to the conclusion that the most likely outcome of proving her existence to the world would be government agents showing up at our door to haul both of us away for interrogation and experimentation. If the United States government truly believed there was someone in their country living with (let alone married to) an alien from another planet do you really think they’d just let us go about our lives in peace and not want to learn everything they could about the alien living on their soil and how she got here? We sure don’t; so as far as we’re concerned it’s actually a very good thing that the overwhelming majority of humans will never believe in Twilight’s existence, and we’d like to keep it that way.
Could we prove her existence to the world in an independently verifiable way? We think we could, and we’ve come up several with different ideas about how to do it, but neither of us think doing so would be wise and ultimately the beliefs of others just don’t matter to us. Twi knows exactly who she is and where she comes from, and she’s provided me with enough solid evidence to support that she is exactly who she’s always said she was and not a figment of my imagination, a tulpa, or some kind of inadvertently created thought form being that I believe her. From all the times she’s told me things that our room mate talked about while I was off at work, to the other ponies from her Equestria she’s met who also happen to live on Earth and—through conversations with them in her world—was able to learn and tell me verifiable information on the real names and locations of their human partners on Earth, I see no reason to doubt her. And I won’t even get into all the complex mathematical knowledge she has that I couldn’t even begin to grasp. lol Suffice it to say she has done more than enough to prove the existence of both herself and her world to me, but we both feel it would be in both of our best interests to keep proof of her existence to ourselves. We’re fairly certain that our lives will be a lot happier and easier if the rest of the world goes on believing that she and the planet she comes from isn’t real.
Though, it does make us both feel really good to know that everyone who has met and spent a decent amount of time with us IRL believes in Twi. All our IRL friends, and our room mate who isn’t even a brony interestingly enough, believe Twi is who we both know her to be. Between her wonderfully vibrant and expressive personality (it’s amazing how much she can get across to people who can’t hear her voice by using body language alone) and all the times she’s talked to them about things I know almost nothing about—such as neurobiology—they all believe in her. And that’s really nice. We don’t need the world to believe in her, but the support of a few good friends sure does feel good. =)
The other lesson to be learned from all this is that probability and likelihood don’t always equal truth. Just because an explanation for any given conundrum is the simplest and most likely explanation doesn’t necessarily mean that it will be the correct explanation in every situation. Probability would dictate that the most likely explanation for my wife’s existence would be that she was a thought form being, tulpa, or some kind of imaginary friend; but she has managed to sweep away all those explanations with evidence to the contrary, leaving the only logical conclusion for me to come to being that she is—however far fetched it might sound—exactly who she’s always said she was. So do I believe there’s an alien world out there somewhere in our universe populated by magical talking ponies? As crazy as most people might find that idea, I do.
To quote Sherlock Holmes: “When you have eliminated all which is impossible, then whatever remains, however improbable, must be the truth.”
Remember, kids, don’t create hostile thoughtforms
and if you do, don’t give them access to your motor functions