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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
It was a bright sunny day when the funeral was canceled. From across the kingdom, as soon as they’d gotten the news, scholars had come to bid farewell to one of the grand library’s two custodians. A snaggle-toothed middle-aged earth pony mare with an uncanny knack for knowing exactly what book you’d like, Turnover had lovingly taken care of Canterlot Castle’s library alongside her husband, Oakewood, a unicorn stallion known for failing to uphold the no-chatter-and-shenanigans rule he…- 8.7 K • Completed
She stumbled out of the club, the freezing air numbing her very exposed skin, yet doing absolutely nothing about soothing the burn in her heart, searing with a pain so intense it was almost disorienting. She came to a stop right at the edge of the sidewalk, her eyes fixed on a puddle on the street, the most pathetic woman in the world gawking back at her with wide, puffy eyes. “Rarity—!” Someone was calling to her. Delilah, probably. She sounded annoyed. She probably was, Rarity ruining her night…- 14.7 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
The first months, I truly think she had no idea what to make of me, let alone what to do about me. Honestly, I don’t think she even knew what to do with herself, whether she should stay close when I visited or leave me to my own devices, saving herself the anxiety of remembering how to have a conversation like a normal person. I’ve been here six hours, I wrote in my journal, delighted to be using the princess’ old-fashioned but elegant quills, and I’ve only spoken with the princess about…- 13.2 K • Ongoing
There was no one Rarity loved in the whole world more than Rainbow Dash. Granted, she was only a high schooler, and she’d hardly met most of the whole world, but she was fairly certain that, out of the many people she’d met, which were many, she loved no one more than she loved Rainbow Dash. On a separate note, Rainbow Dash was a very interesting person who—dear reader, I mean this in the best of ways—was prone to getting into situations. It was her nature, who she was, that if…- 1.1 K • Completed
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
- Princess Twilight had read Fritter Cobbler’s letter about thirty times or more. Sitting atop opposite bookcases, every single time I looked up from the book I was barely reading, I’d find her still staring at the worn letter, her expression indecipherable. I put my book down and folded my hands on my lap, as I did whenever I wanted to pry into her heart. “Princess?” She didn’t look up at first. “You don’t have to call me that anymore,…
- 13.2 K • Ongoing
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