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Rarity Belle liked to think she deserved a great life. She was an up-and-coming designer; she’d graduated from school with honors, been hired immediately after a successful internship with a prestigious designer, and rented a one-bedroom apartment in the city without a guarantor—she was, by and large, successful. She was supposed to be living her best life. She was living her best life, she thought to herself, staring down at the sketchbook on her desk inside her private…- 1.0 K • Oneshot
“Okay, this should fit.” Ten minutes later found Rarity watching as her neighbor kindly spread a lavender bedsheet over her modest little couch in her equally modest L-shaped studio apartment. There was a little bedroom section, sparsely decorated with framed posters and corkboards with reminders; a small kitchenette with a microwave that looked like it had seen better days; and then a living room area of sorts, comprising of a small TV, the couch, Twilight’s large desk, and bookcases wherever it…- 17.8 K • Ongoing
They’d been stuck in the elevator for about an hour, and considering the energy blasting going on outside, they probably would still be there for several more hours until somepony had enough time to do something about their situation. Twilight sighed, slumped against the jammed door. At least the oxygen spell was holding well enough. She’d always wanted to test it. Always thought she might take a dive deep down into the ocean and cast it there. This definitely wasn’t what she’d…- 1.7 K • Oneshot
Once upon a time, Rarity asked Twilight Sparkle a very important favor. "Twilight," she'd said, rushing to leave and catch her train to Canterlot, "I am expecting a letter." "A letter?" Twilight had asked, watching as the unicorn ran to and fro, making sure she'd not forgotten a thing. "Yes, a letter," Rarity asked, wrapping a scarf around her suitcase, and then around her neck when she realised she was the one who needed the scarf. "A very important letter." She stopped mid-wrap and looked…- 2.7 K • Ongoing
It took them three days to make it to the village, following directions given to them by Incantation. No direct roads ran there; they cut across open country and under the eaves of the great forest, a cloak hiding Mender’s form. Twilight stuck closer to Mender than her own shadow, eyes ever-open for any impediment in her path, any roots, any abrupt dips or hazards that could take the creature by surprise. Their progress was slow but steady. Both she and Mender could endure a long day’s travel,…- 36.5 K • Completed
- The Lady’s house was sparsely decorated. It looked very much like the one North and Twilight were staying in, containing nothing more than a kitchen, a table, and a small couch. It wasn’t decorated in any significant way—if at all, honestly—which bothered Twilight more than she’d expected. Just because the Lady was blind didn’t mean she couldn’t have a nice home. Beyond that, the only significant difference between her home and Twilight’s was a second closed room, which…
- 36.5 K • Completed
Our story begins with a letter, an alicorn, and half her memories gone. ‘Dear Princess Twilight,’ it reads, written in beautiful calligraphy, ‘you have consented to magically-induced temporary amnesia. Don’t worry! If Discord—who you should remember—did as agreed, your memories since moving to Ponyville have been altered. Crucially, certain ponies in your life have been removed from your memories, so as to prove a very important point on the matter of destiny and…- 2.6 K • Oneshot
- “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
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