Monochromatic
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115
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315
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1.4 M
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I. Despite the thousands of years Twilight had been gone, Canterlot and Cadance looked much the same as she’d left them. It was obvious Cadance had prepared for a much more emotional Twilight Sparkle, one who would weep and wail over her parents, and her brother, and her lost life. This was not the Twilight she met. This Twilight Sparkle had no more tears left in her. Maybe it was a blessing, even if she felt guilty for it, that her grief for her parents and brother so paled in…- 18.1 K • Completed
- I. Without a way of telling it, time stretched out before Princess Twilight Sparkle like an ocean. Minutes melted into hours, hours melted into days, days into weeks, weeks into months, months into years, and years into decades, until the ocean of time swallowed her whole and she couldn’t even feel it around her anymore as she sunk to its bottom. Minutes could be as slow as centuries in this ocean just as easily as months could be as fast as seconds. “It’s a clock!” the…
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Once upon a time, Rarity asked Twilight Sparkle a very important favor. "Twilight," she'd said, rushing to leave and catch her train to Canterlot, "I am expecting a letter." "A letter?" Twilight had asked, watching as the unicorn ran to and fro, making sure she'd not forgotten a thing. "Yes, a letter," Rarity asked, wrapping a scarf around her suitcase, and then around her neck when she realised she was the one who needed the scarf. "A very important letter." She stopped mid-wrap and looked…- 2.7 K • Ongoing
Our story begins with a letter, an alicorn, and half her memories gone. ‘Dear Princess Twilight,’ it reads, written in beautiful calligraphy, ‘you have consented to magically-induced temporary amnesia. Don’t worry! If Discord—who you should remember—did as agreed, your memories since moving to Ponyville have been altered. Crucially, certain ponies in your life have been removed from your memories, so as to prove a very important point on the matter of destiny and…- 2.6 K • Oneshot
Rarity hadn't slept with many men—not because there was shame to it, but because it was simply not her interest—but she’d gone to bed with enough of them to feel she’d pretty much experienced it all, seen it all, felt it all. Even while still dating Blueblood, she thought she’d pretty much never feel butterflies ever again. That twisting hurricane in her stomach and below, the frenetic beating of a hopeful heart, the dizzying intensity of emotions and thoughts that made it difficult to exist…- 20.0 K • Ongoing
Just tell me, oh, tell me the truthTell me you're too scared to loseEverything that we madeWhile our dreams wash away in the rainDarling, oh, what did you do, love? If my life in the future was plagued by isolation, my return to the present was everything but. If it wasn’t my friends coming to see me daily, it was my parents and my sister, the latter having been allowed to live in my boutique when just the notion of being separated from me after her first visit sent her into a full-blown panic…- 14.6 K • Completed
- I held you deep in my arms When your world was falling apart I was the light in your dark I was always there for you when you lost it all No one knew exactly what to do with me.I’d been a prisoner for so long, and then a highly-guarded guest, and now? Now, I was simply another person living in a castle whose ruler was shackled in a dungeon, awaiting punishment. It had been two weeks since Andromeda released the emotions and memories she’d locked away in that stupid little black box. Two…
- 14.6 K • Completed
- Today we find the elderly Hortensia “Abuela” Mondragon in her most natural and comfortable state: being a relentless busybody. Standing thin and tall under the frame of the kitchen door, wearing her Wednesday best, Abuela takes in the state of affairs through her thick, blue glasses: the counters piled with ingredients in varying states of preparation; a cookbook titled ‘America Does Have a Cuisine’ propped open to a meatloaf recipe; and, most importantly, her fellow elder Po Po—short…
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