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    • IV. Sentences

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      by Monochromatic There came a point where she didn’t want to talk about it anymore. Not because she didn’t want to, really, but because she didn’t like what others had to say. It wasn’t that they were saying things that were strictly untrue or that weren’t coming from a place of love, but her friends had switched to trying to get her to Move On.  They’d say things like “we can’t count on Twilight coming back” or “in a year or so, you won’t feel this way, anymore” or the particularly…
    • IV. Absence

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      by Monochromatic The phone call had been brief. She was really sorry, Daring had said, her voice quite low, but she couldn’t volunteer this week. Thank you for understanding. Ambris hadn’t dared asked what was wrong. She supposed she’d find out eventually. It was a lonely week in the…
      MLP:EQG • Slice of Life • Ambris Knot • Daring Do • OC
    • IV. #E6E6FA [1st Draft / Supporter Locked]

      by Monochromatic 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…
    • it’s not that i’m bi

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      by Monochromatic “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…
    • It’s Always In Alleys

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      by Monochromatic 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…
    • Issues

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      by Monochromatic 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…
    • Is that an asymptote in your pocket

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      by Monochromatic 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…
    • In Which Trixie talks to Rarity

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      by Monochromatic 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…
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