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    • slumber party yearning

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      by Monochromatic “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…
    • rarity-isms

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      by Monochromatic 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…
    • Part IV

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      by Monochromatic 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,…
    • 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…
    • heard you like magic

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      by Monochromatic Blending in a crowd of costumed people outside the club, Applejack waved at Rarity from within the constraints of her full suit of knight armor (sans visor). “Rarity!” Rarity wasted no time rushing towards her, past a group of drunken pirates flirting with aliens, and when Applejack opened her arms for a comforting hug, she was grateful to fall into them. “Oh, thank God you were here,” she sniffled, the affectionate, tight hug enough to break down the wall she’d built on the walk there.…
    • cicadas in the summertime

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      by Monochromatic Rarity hadn't slept with many men—not because there was shame to it, but because it was simply not her interest—but she’d gone to bed with enough of them to feel she’d pretty much experienced it all, seen it all, felt it all.  Even while still dating Blueblood, she thought she’d pretty much never feel butterflies ever again. That twisting hurricane in her stomach and below, the frenetic beating of a hopeful heart, the dizzying intensity of emotions and thoughts that made it difficult to exist…
    • and they were neighbors

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      by Monochromatic Twilight was used to pulling all-nighters, her sleep schedule and eyesight destroyed by the dozens of textbooks she poured over under terrible light. Empty energy drink cans and tea mugs competed for space on her desk. She just wasn’t a morning person. She’d never been one, no matter how hard she’d tried. She felt much more awake at night, which is why she’d signed up for afternoon classes, content with coming home and studying in the peaceful silence of the night. Well, the mostly peaceful…
    • all i do is get over you

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      by Monochromatic We’d rented a cabin a little north of White Tail Woods.  I remember the drive there, the wind tussling his blue hair, one hand on the steering wheel and the other holding mine—not as shyly as the first time he got to hold it, but still as gentle.  “I’ll get the fireplace going as soon as we get there,” he was saying. “The owner told me there’s a little projector we can use to watch some films, too. What do you think?” I smiled. “I think that sounds lovely.” Even…
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