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Princess Twilight had read Fritter Cobbler’s letter about thirty times or more. Sitting atop opposite bookcases, every single time I looked up from the book I was barely reading, I’d find her still staring at the worn letter, her expression indecipherable. I put my book down and folded my hands on my lap, as I did whenever I wanted to pry into her heart. “Princess?” She didn’t look up at first. “You don’t have to call me that anymore,…- 13.2 K • Ongoing
- To say that I’d moved on wasn’t correct. To say that I’d let her go wasn’t right, either. The truth of the matter is that I had learned to live around her absence. I suppose it’s like losing a limb. You will never have it back, you will always know it’s gone, things will always be different, but with time and patience, things will become normal again. Not the same. Never the same. But normal. All right. Okay. My heart had learned to navigate blood around…
- 13.2 K • Ongoing
They had a whole needlessly complicated system now. They could text. They could DM on PictoGram. Twilight would even go as far as being okay with calling—like the old times!--but she’d quickly learned Rarity Belle liked doing things her way. First, she ‘politely’ knocked (see: insistently and impatiently knocked) her fist on the wall her bedroom shared with Twilight’s office nook, like so: THONK THONK THONK! Twilight looked up from the three-hour video essay she was forty minutes…- 17.8 K • Ongoing
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
- 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
Princess Luna sat by the sea. It was a sea made of stars, stretching out before her like an endless expanse, constellations and galaxies and lustrous nebulae swirling around the abyss in a pattern that made no particular sense. Life, she’d found, didn’t often make sense. Life, really, was just a series of things and events that didn't make sense, but one had to try to make sense of them nonetheless. For a thousand years— For most of her life, Princess Luna’s thoughts…- 29.4 K • Ongoing
- She stumbled out of the club, the freezing air numbing her very exposed skin, yet doing absolutely nothing about soothing the burn in her heart, searing with a pain so intense it was almost disorienting. She came to a stop right at the edge of the sidewalk, her eyes fixed on a puddle on the street, the most pathetic woman in the world gawking back at her with wide, puffy eyes. “Rarity—!” Someone was calling to her. Delilah, probably. She sounded annoyed. She probably was, Rarity ruining her night…
- 17.8 K • Ongoing
Rift Shield considered himself a lucky guy. Most of the time. He had a job he enjoyed, working for the newly appointed Princess Twilight Sparkle in her new castle. The Princess, still fresh to ruling, was still getting her bearings with the entire process, and considering his several years of service under Princess Celestia, she would often seek his counsel in matters of ruling and the like. This meant they'd gotten to know each other rather well, and more than that, he'd gotten to know the…- 1.8 K • Oneshot
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