Chapters
- Twilight wasn’t one to worry. Alright, that was a lie. Twilight Sparkle was one to constantly worry, which is why she made sure that her entire life functioned according to her checklists and schedules, but she liked to believe she wasn’t as much of a worrywart as she’d been when she first arrived to Ponyville. Which was why, when she arrived at the train station the next day, she was surprised (not worried, definitely not worried) to find Rarity wasn’t there. It wasn’t…
- 22.1 K • Ongoing
- It was common knowledge that ponies could only see in shades of gray. Color would only enter their world the day they met their soulmate, the one being that, so everyone knew, they were destined to be with for the rest of their life. A pony’s perfect match, more than anypony else in the entire world. “One day, Twilight. One day, I shall find him, and everything will fall into place.” Every day, usually at around noon, Rarity the unicorn would sit down at a bench in Ponyville’s train station…
- 22.1 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
- It had been a dark, stormy night when Fluttershy’s funeral took place, Twilight remembered. If her mind hadn’t been consumed with grief, she might have thought many different things that day. Might have thought Rainbow Dash would have never allowed such weather on such a day; that Pinkie would have made it a bright, happy affair, meant to celebrate the pegasus; that Applejack would have given a beautiful, earnest speech, and somehow a dark day would have a light shining through. But all she…
- 8.7 K • Completed
- 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
- Once upon a time, Manehattan had been the mecca for fashion, the bustling city bursting with the latest in fashion stores and fashion trends and fashion everything-you-could-name. But that was a long time ago. If ever in Equestria—frankly, not just Equestria, but in the entire realm—there had been a city dedicated to fashion in every aspect of its design, it was Coeur de Couture. Four mountains, a myriad of art, beauty fit to blind the heavens, and no waiting. A pony could try and…
- 8.7 K • Completed
- When I was, oh, about twelve or so, I played a starring role in the school’s yearly play. I’d been hoping for a romantic affair, where I would kiss the leading boy. Unfortunately, our teacher decided we should properly re-enact the kingdom’s most famous legend instead. “But that’s boring,” a girl protested. “That’s what Seeking Night is for,” a boy yawned. “There’s no romance in there!” I whined, crossing my arms and pouting. “And what’re the boys…
- 10.0 K • Ongoing
- 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.…
- 14.7 K • Ongoing
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