Leaves like fire

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His school is running low on funds, and Chancellor Neighsay is in a bind. A certain silver-tongued, silver-maned stallion claims to have the answer.

Written for the M/M contest.

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DecoGalileo

DecoGalileo #1 · Dec 7th, 2022 · 4 · 3 · The Interview ·

This is what I've been waiting for! A BL story involving Neighsay!

dertoxbraid

dertoxbraid #2 · Dec 11th, 2022 · 2 · 2 · The Interview ·

stunning! interesting take on both characters.

He smiled, and it was such a charming, devilish smile that if Gladmane had been a unicorn stallion instead of an earth pony, Neighsay’s breath might have caught in his throat. His heart might have stuttered, just a little bit.

hrnrrghrh. how lovely!

Turbotune

Turbotune #3 · Jan 24th, 2023 · 1 · 2 · The Interview ·

That, is a very interesting ship that I never thought of, but once you showed their interaction, I felt that this could work out very well for each other.
I mean they have so many things in common, and there should be more of it!
Too bad it's so short, it could be an opening to a very realistic pony story with some serious business gay romance.

Bicyclette

Bicyclette #4 · Feb 13th, 2023 · 1 · 2 · The Interview ·

The sun was out today — golden light filtering through the small leaded panes of glass, shaded crimson and orange by the leaves of the creeper that covered the edges of the windowframe. It tinged Gladmane’s silver hair, too, and Neighsay narrowed his eyes. Were those sparkles in his mane, as well?

ooh, pretty!

He emphasised the penultimate word, expecting to get at least an eyebrow raise from the earth pony — he had gotten more than that from the other three earth ponies and pegasi these damned quotas that the meddling Princess Twilight Sparkle had forced on him. Enough mentions of proud unicorn heritage and the long and storied history of unicorn magic had been enough to see the rest of them off.

aww dang, and here i thought Neighsay was only bigoted against non-ponies. this is some advanced pony racism!

Only one faux-candidate left, and then he could get to the real possibilities still in the waiting room. There was a mare about there who had played the lyre with the Canterlot Philharmonic. Lyra Heartstrings, her name was, and the thought of entrusting his precious students to someone with her background made his heart sing.

i do like to imagine this Lyra as the absolute disaster of a little shid she is in my headcanon, which really makes the racism even more absurd

Casting around for a few more fabricated excuses, he landed on the sight of the three bits on the other stallion’s flank.

love how in pony world staring at another pony’s butt is a normal thing to do to get to know them better

It was horrible, the way autumn always played havoc upon his lungs.

hehehe

Seeing the opportunity, Gladmane ploughed on. “I ran the biggest hotel in Las Pegasus for twenty years. We were in the red for nineteen of those, but not one of my guests ever suspected. We papered over the cracks and powdered our noses until it all looked the part. And,” he leant closer, “I played my staff off against each other, until I was the only one they could trust. And then I lowered their real-terms pay every year. For nineteen years.”

aww that is so evil, they are perfect for each other!

The janitors were gone, Lump and Clump, everypony.

just from their names i already love Lump and Clump

[And this time, when Gladmane grinned down at him, the sun and the burning-red leaves colouring his silver hair like fire, Neighsay allowed himself to be dazzled.

Shas you did it again, delivering a gorgeous story about an unexpected ship that you make work all too well and then ending it in a place where i want more, so much more! damn you Shas, you can’t keep getting away with it!

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