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“Now breathe in… and hold for five. One… Two… Three…” Sitting in the middle of the Boutique’s living room, Princess Twilight Sparkle did as Fluttershy instructed, breathing in and holding for five seconds, one of the many meditation techniques they’d been practicing for the past few days. When she breathed out, she opened her eyes to find the pegasus smiling proudly at her. “Very good, Princess! How do you feel?” “Good!” Twilight…- 25.1 K • Ongoing
Endings are difficult, aren’t they? They are perhaps the hardest part of anything ever done. Ending. Finishing. And why? Because endings can make or break a tale. They can determine if you’ll look back with fond memories, happy to have seen the journey through, or if you’ll look back with bitter disappointment, thinking to yourself that you wasted your time. I wonder, perhaps, if that’s why I lied to you earlier on. Do you remember? I sat before you one day—if days even exist in a place…- 119.3 K • Completed
I. The first time was a mistake—or a blessing, depending how you looked at it. Peering through her library’s window, Twilight’s horrified eyes tracked the dozens of raindrops smashing against the glass and then sliding down into the muddy ground. To say it was raining would be a generous description. A truly apt one would be to say it was pouring waterfalls. “Oh, Rarity,” said Twilight, apologetically turning to her friend of just three months. She’d invited her over to learn about her…- 5.7 K • Oneshot
An entire week went by before Twilight agreed to talk. An endless number of tasks kept appearing on the checklist, kept moving up the list of priorities, and Rarity allowed them to. It had been over a week, yes, but even so, she could still vividly picture the memories Twilight had inadvertently shared, as well as the fear and guilt that had accompanied them and briefly plagued Rarity. In that moment, Twilight Sparkle’s carefully constructed barriers had been ripped away, and it was only polite for…- 352.1 K • Completed
- “Princess, do you think the Spirit’s cursed other ponies?” “I don’t know, but I really hope not. If he did, I’d never… Anyway, shouldn’t you two go home?” “No? It wouldn’t be a sleepover, then! You know, I bet Sis isn’t afraid of him! She’ll teach him a lesson!” “…I don’t even want to think of her meeting him…” “Well, we’re not scared of him! If he tries anything against us, we’ll get cutie marks in Spirit butt-kicking!” “Spirit…
- 352.1 K • Completed
- Princess Denza did not say anything at first. She looked beyond the mares, into the room, and then back at Rarity, still completely and surprisingly silent. “Your Highness! We’ll take care of the intruders!” a senior unicorn guard exclaimed, enveloping everypony’s hooves with magic, almost like he wanted to hoofcuff them. “Please return to the throne room until the area is secure!” “Secure?!” Rarity protested. “Have you even looked at us?! I have children with me!” “We’re…
- 352.1 K • Completed
- When Twilight Sparkle awoke that morning, she thought it was understood that Rarity didn’t like her, and was only trying to overcompensate out of some misplaced, unnecessary guilt. But now. Well, frankly, even before then, but especially right then and there, the spotlight shining over them, Twilight couldn’t explain Rarity’s actions away. What she had just done was not something somepony did out of misplaced guilt. This was. This felt like. This seemed like flirting. The real…
- 22.1 K • Ongoing
- 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…
- 5.5 K • Oneshot
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