259 Results in the "Chapters" category
'Til Our Hearts Bleed (1)
Andromeda AU (2)
Blogposts (31)
Bodyguard AU (27)
College AU (2)
Crimson Lips (46)
Futurama (2)
Lenore's AE (1)
One-shots (161)
Original Fiction (6)
RariTwi AU (10)
Recommendations (1)
Sapphire Eyes (2)
Stories (103)
The Enchanted Carousel (34)
The Enchanted Era (15)
The Enchanted Kingdom (53)
The Enchanted Library (128)
The Last Resort (9)
TLR Sidestories (1)
Uncategorized (3)
Monday morning arrived to the sound of singing birds and… hooting owls? Back at home, Rarity rolled over in her bed and stifled a yawn. She took off her sleeping mask and looked toward the window, her eyes adjusting to the rays of bright sunlight filtering in. To her surprise, she was met with the sight of a familiar white owl standing on the windowsill, who hooted twice when Rarity looked at her. Elara? What’s she doing here? Never before had Elara actually traveled out beyond the forest…- 352.1 K • Completed
- Rarity had a very strange dream that night. It began inside a large room within Canterlot Castle. It was a beautiful room, with marble floors and mahogany furniture, carved and polished until everything shined. Oil portraits hung on the walls, depicting elegantly dressed mares and stallions. The air smelled of fresh flowers, and not a speck of dust could be found. It was an immaculate sight, save for one small detail. Discord, or rather a statue of him, stood in the middle of the room, laughing at…
- 352.1 K • Completed
Twilight could not accurately estimate how long she’d been in the dream realm, particularly when time worked differently there, but it certainly felt like she’d been there a while. A long while, cluelessly wandering about this warped Hollow Shades, chaos magic seeping out of everything the eye could see. “Hello?!” she called out, but much like the dozen times before, no one replied—even though she couldn’t shake off the feeling she wasn’t alone. Moving shadows seemed to loom all…- 231.2 K • Completed
- Chapter
The Third Big Question
The third time Twilight Sparkle met with me—the same day as her second class with Sweetie Belle—the poor dear still had no idea what to make of me. “Here you are, Miss.” Even as the waiter handed her a glass of lemonade, she was unable to tear her eyes away from me. How rude, the waiter must have thought, when she only half-heartedly acknowledged him. Rude, rude, rude, but really, who could blame the poor dear? She was frustrated, you see. Frustrated by this woman-shaped enigma who…- 119.3 K • Completed
- It had been nearly a week and a half since Elara had taken up temporary residence at Fluttershy’s cottage. Rarity thought it a testament to Twilight’s growing trust in them that she didn’t protest—too much—at having the owl away from home. Rarity knew how important the owl was to Twilight, though—and so when Elara was ready to go, she wasted no time in picking her up, telling the Cutie Mark Crusaders “no, for the twentieth time, you cannot come along today,” and heading off to the…
- 352.1 K • Completed
- Face to face, he saw her only once. In his dreams, however, he’d seen her nearly every other night; in dreams where his hindlegs still worked, still moved, where he was not crippled for life. He was a painter by trade. Or had been, at least. He was more accurately a fool; a fool who’d embarked on an ill-fated journey to trap the world in paintings and now found himself trapped in the unforgiving claws of the forest. He’d lost his supplies, lost his way, and he feared his very own life would…
- 231.2 K • Completed
- Rarity sometimes likened Twilight to light. It was a peculiar word to describe somepony, wasn’t it? Or that’s what Twilight would say, at least. She’d roll her eyes and point out that light was a concept, a notion, the result of the sun shining overhead or a candle flickering in the darkness. And yet, Twilight Sparkle was like light. Rarity could be clever and point out that the word itself was inscribed in the alicorn’s name, or that her first name represented a shifting in light between day…
- 352.1 K • Completed
- Chapter
Shopping
She waited two hours for me. Swinging under the moonlight, her feet kicking off the ground, every back and forth in rhythm with the seconds ticking by. Two long, bloody hours. We’d only been friends for, what, two months or so, maybe? Two measly months, and she waited two hours for me in the cold. She probably would have waited all night. A Sapphire session had gone on longer than I’d anticipated. I’d done my usual tactic of, shall we say, quietly exaggerating my performance so as…- 119.3 K • Completed
- Previous 1 … 17 18 19 … 33 Next
