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Deep in the capital, tucked away in an alley not oft frequented, was a quiet little library known as The Whispering Pages. Run by a skeleton crew of three, the Whispering Pages saw very little activity, hidden away as it was. Those that came to it—usually scholars and the like— went for a reason: to research, to study, and more often than not, for the past year she’d worked there, they came to ask Rivermoon questions. Of all the ponies ever employed at the library, Rivermoon was by far the…- 36.5 K • Completed
- For a guard who’d killed her king in cold blood, Twilight Sparkle was living a relatively happy life. Certainly, she couldn’t see, and she was a wanted criminal, and the most important being in her life was an undead creature—also a wanted criminal—masquerading as a normal pony, but even in spite of all this, she was happy. She quite liked her situation. She could like it for the rest of her life, in fact. Just her and her Lady and a quiet future stretching out. If she…
- 36.5 K • Completed
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Death was not like Twilight had expected it. I suppose that’s because she couldn’t expect much at all, wandering her library, eyes blacker than a starless, moonless night. This was, after all, what my beloved wanted. This was, after all, what was right, what she deserved. Peace, her endless thoughts so distant and quiet, everything mattering so, so very little. High above, past bookcases gathering dust, hung a chandelier, illuminating the room. She stared up at it, and then…- 13.2 K • Ongoing
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
As Twilight walked away from Carousel Boutique, her hands shoved into her coat pockets, nothing felt exactly real—not the snow falling around her, not the cold biting her face and neck, not even her own body, which seemed to move from pure inertia, controlled by something other than herself. She was a princess, a job with some of the hardest decisions a person would ever be forced to make. Things like enacting wrong laws, affecting hundreds of people; international trade deals going miserably,…- 1.4 K • Oneshot
- 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.…
- 17.8 K • Ongoing
- 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…
- 17.8 K • Ongoing
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