#muffluck

MuffLuck, bringing the big love in The Eternal Courtship. 💛💗🐎💗💛

Remember, it's okay to ask tough questions in good faith to better understand folkes. Just don't be surprised if the answer makes you a bit uncomfortable.😁💚💜💚😉

No cynicism, no pessimism. Get down with hailing Thyself. Lay into it and make this year YOUR year!

Big love to all y'all from the best mailmare and me.

A few folkes have noticed that in some work I style Muffins n Roseluck after DC Comics own Harley Quinn n Poison Ivy. Hell, yeah, I do. One great couple deserves another. 💚❤💚❤💚

There's a few times I reference the couple in my Eternal Courtship stories. One being a dream world in which Roseluck is an Alaraune with her own grove of sacred plants romancing a weary traveler.

In another, an alternate history plagued by decades of war sees the lovers as chief apothecary and a master spy in The Moon's royal services.

The main series of stories I write for these gals is built around the misadventures of their building relationship.

Roseluck herself lives modestly in Ponyville, dreaming big but living simply with her three sisters in their flowershoppe. Muffins is Ponyville's mailmare. Everyone knows her, hardworking, kind-hearted single mom.

As the two come together Roseluck learns of a whole other side to Muffins which teaches her about a whole other side of herself. ❤💚❤💚❤

"I didn't even know I was attracted to mares when we met. I'm STILL not. But I am VERY attracted to you." -Roseluck

From baddest-ass mailmare mama...

..to street-legend status as The Bear Pegasus of Ponyville, Muffins is FAR from the simple, unassuming mare Roseluck thought she knew.

Special agent of S.M.I.L.E., Sweetie Drops undergoes a vigorous debriefing after chaos erupts in Canterlot. A giant robot superhero GECKOTRON THETA MKVI levels a city block. A drunken empress calls for a trade embargo against soy sauce. Panic, Royal catastrophe and devastation seem to be linked back to 4 couples, a public relations outreach for inter-species understanding and one wild night of middle-age mares getting WAY out of hand when the jello shots arrived...

Special Agent Caufax Cauliflower- "Would you say that was when the trouble began, agent?"

Agent Sweetie Drops- "No... Sure things were getting a bit weird but that was just everyone having a bit of fun. Blowing off steam... "

Twilight draped a hoof around her wife, purring. A gust of her margarita-scented breath you could light with a match circled Queen Chrysalis drawing a lascivious smile. Twilight chuckled maliciously as the raspy words sloshed from her lips.

"Hey..."

The Changeling Queen's forked tongue flicked at the air. "Hey."

"I'm MARRIED to you..."

Chrysalis nodded with a bemused smile. "Mnnhmmm. Yes, you are."

"D'jyou know what that means...?"

"Enlighten me."

Twilight leaned in conspiratorially. "I get to have S. E. X. with you.... nnn' nobody can get MAD about it..."

"Is THAT what that means?"

The plastered empress nodded emphatically. "Yep. We could do it. right here, n'frunna everybody. 'N nobody'd get mad. You wanna see?"

Agent Sweetie Drops continues...

"Being the designated cart-driver, I was still solid as a rock. But the rest of them were just..." She paused to take a sip of her drink, examining the thin trail of smoke drifting from the interviewing agent's incense burner.

"Maybe I should've called for the check when Roseluck climbed on the table and started dancing. I dunno. It seemed harmless enough." She smiled pleasantly. "Nothing too out of the normal for a mare her age, just out on the town, upscale place, among friends, private room." She chuckled "Seeing Muffins so happy was just heart-warming. They're both just such sweethearts and she's really a much sharper cookie than she lets on..."

Her left eye twitched again.

"When Roseluck showed us all 'her new piercing' that..." she raised a hoof pointedly "THAT might have been a red flag." She considered the moment, rolling it around in her mind. The mailmare applauding with pride as her horsepanic wife hiked up her dress. The assembled mares all cheering her on. Rainbow Dash hurriedly writing out a scorecard on her napkin and holding it overhead.

"Maybe...?"

The interviewer tapped Agent Sweetie Drops glass with her quill. "Do you need a moment?"

Bon Bon shook from her thoughts. "Hmmn? No. No. I'm fine. Thank you." Sipping her drink, she continued...

"I'd thought Applejack would be the biggest concern for the evening. All previous intelligence on the Apple Family had indicated that she could hold her liquor well enough but their gatherings get a bit rougher than most ponies are accustomed to."

She tapped a hoof on the table. "No, if anything, she was more an instigator than anything. Her and Lyra." She groaned. "Ough... LYRA..."

The interviewer's quill stopped short. "Agent Heartstrings?"

Bon Bon corrected herself. "Oh. Yes. My adoring wife..." She said it with arched eyebrows, re-playing the events leading up to the carnage. "I had told her to dress up for the evening. The empress had personally invited us, after all. It was a fancy place, upscale, themed restaurant. She would be there in an unofficial capacity on this so she could just kick back and enjoy herself. Maybe I should've been more specific. I dunno..."

"I read in your report..." the interviewer sifted through a few papers "something about... a cosplay?"

Bon bon rolled her eyes with the huff of a nerd-spouse. "She showed up, dressed as 'D' from that stupid video game 'Dragon Might Care'" She threw her hooves up in exasperation. "I mean, It's a great cosplay, sure, but COME ON, honey, we're dining out with ROYALTY, here... She kept quoting that stupid thing ALL NIGHT...."

He eye twitched again. "Hail to the king, baby... urgh.... goober"

Bon bon crunched on an ice cube as she swirled the contents of her glass around...

"Now, Rainbow Dash, she was a hoof-full but a measured one." She shrugged. "She's captain of The freakin' Wonderbolts. I'd anticipated that. Sure, they're military folkes. They can get a bit rowdy, trash a hotel room like rockstars..."

Bon bon thumped the table. "...but she's the Element of Loyalty, too, a freakin' hero. She's a bit salty, can get a bit crazy... but she's not one of those plot-pinching weirdos, the kinda drunks you just cuff and clap in the squad-cart. Even six-sheets to the wind, she has her priorities."

"She seemed to recognize the model on the Ni Sake we were all drinking... Not too much of a surprise, given her star status and all..." Bon bon tilted her head, considering the evening "bit weird for her to know the gal from just her plot... not so weird as the belching contest thing."

"Belching Contest?" The interviewer smirked.

"Yeah. Her and Applejack got into a belching contest at one point. Seemed a point of pride between the two. I dunno, might be a pegasus thing, more likely an Apple Family thing." she shrugged. "Weirdest part of it was how Roseluck seemed to consider it flirting. Maybe I've been married too long and I've forgotten how that works but... it was just BIZARRE, seeing her blush like a filly."

The interviewer scratched up a side note. "Was this 'belching courtship ritual' related to the later incident?"

"I don't think so. Just... weird. No. The REAL trouble didn't start until later"

Agent Sweetie Drops set her chin and took a deep breath-

"No. The REAL trouble didn't start until Queen Chrysalis called for Jello Shots."

She banged a hoof on the table. "Damn Jello shots.... I should've KNOWN..."

The interviewer raised an eyebrow inquisitively "You expected an incident to erupt from these 'jell-o shots'?"

"And Motorhoof."

The agent dropped her quill. "MOTORHOOF?"

"Yeah."

"My... god..."