Chapters
- 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…
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“Applejack,” Rarity said, nursing a drink as clubgoers walked past their table, “I shouldn’t be here.” “What?” Applejack said, putting down her beer. “You’d rather be at home crying in bed over whats-his-name?” “We were together five years, Applejack,” Rarity replied, privately relieved that saying it aloud hadn’t drawn out tears then. Every second, she thought of him. Every stupid, quiet moment, she thought of him. God, she was tired of it. Her eyes lingered on two men…- 17.8 K • Ongoing
Rainbow Dash and Twilight Sparkle had been the best detectives in town for as long as it mattered. Which was from the second they’d got their start at the Celestial Private Detective Agency, obviously. All the detectives before they got there were good-for-nothings so screw ‘em. And yet. And yet, despite being a dynamic duo consisting of the coolest and smartest private eye ever and also Twilight Sparkle—who was cool and awesome in her own way—their career was in…- 1.6 K • Oneshot
Twilight Sparkle wrote in her notebook in neat purple pen: The Elephant in the RelationshipRarity and Rainbow Dash (3 years together - March 20XX to March 20XY) are having relationship issues. Things felt easier to contend with when she could see them written before her—especially things she hated to have to deal with, like the cheesy Christmas music blaring out the mega-mall speakers, or the fact that two of her dearest friends were clearly having relationship…- 3.1 K • Oneshot
Making her way downtown, trotting fast, Rarity was Golden Oaks-bound. A saddlebag bounced at her side, reminding her with every thump of the heavy book inside it. She knew she should have said “no, thank you” when Twilight insisted she took it home to read. She knew she would hate it—really, who would like a risqué romance book titled Calculust except for Twilight?—but she’d been too polite to say no and so now there she was. Returning it that same day, the word “tangenitals” seared…- 1.2 K • Oneshot
Once upon a time, Rarity the unicorn decided she really needed to finish the dress she’d been working on. She’d been putting it off for days now, mostly because the client had asked for neon-green and neon-brown as primary colors, and there was only so much pain she could take on a daily basis. Come now, darling, she thought while trotting down the stairs. The sooner you’re rid of it, the sooner you can go bleach your eyes. Jumping over the last few steps with a little air of…- 1.4 K • Ongoing
Celestia remembered it like it was yesterday. Her little sister—a unicorn barely past her fillyhood—weeping over the deer, the animal’s breathing heavy and pained, its mangled legs torn beyond any hope of repair. She remembered the thick scent of blood staining the air, heavy and sickening and sad. “Shhh, little one. We will help you.” Luna was cradling the deer’s head, whispering comforting words as if the deer could even listen, its gaze unfocused and dazed. “You will be…- 1.6 K • Completed
There is a bench in King’s Pike station whose beautiful green paint has been replaced with crimson rust. On this bench is a plaque commemorating a young boy found frozen to death on it about a century ago. It is the bench I listlessly sat on for hours on end the day I last saw Lady Celestia, and fittingly enough, it was the bench I sat on when Twilight Sparkle and I met for the very first time, two days before her lesson with my sister. We waited for the inner-city train, she and I, both…- 119.3 K • Completed
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