Chapters
- A smile pushed itself onto her lips at the sight of a girl and her wheelchair waiting by the entrance of the plaza. The first thing she noticed was that Daring seemed fine, which brought with it immense relief for Ambris. She was fine. The second thing she noticed was Daring wasn’t moving. Not wheeling herself in circles, not reading a book, not anything. Just staring into the distance. Ambris was no longer certain she was fine. “Daring Sun,” Ambris greeted, maintaining her smile. “You’re…
- 5.4 K • Oneshot
- "I can't believe Fry would just…abandon us like that. And for a terrible TV and three classical music records no less!" "Eh, whatever." "Don't you care even a little that he just left us?" "Sure I care but there's nothing we can do about it. Besides, it's not like we need him." "Bender, he's your friend." "So?" "A Friend is someone that you're supposed to care about." "Really?" Bender asked, honestly surprised. "Isn't a friend someone that you drink with and then make him pay for…
- 1.2 K • Ongoing
- The pink pegasus Tranquil Heartmender was slowly becoming a prominent therapist in Canterlot. It wasn’t just because of her very affordable rate of one bit an hour, but mostly because she was very good at her job. Which made sense considering her actual name was Princess Luna and her actual job was essentially dream therapy. She just felt sometimes ponies needed to, well, actually be awake and remember her teachings to improve, and also she liked acting like a common pony. Currently, however, she…
- 2.8 K • Ongoing
- The unicorn duo sat across from each other, two glasses of flavored soda water in front of them. “Twilight Sparkle,” said Rarity, not a hint of compassion in her voice, “you are lying to me.” “I am not,” insisted Twilight. “It was great!” Rarity raised an eyebrow. “And you’ve done it again. More lying.” Twilight locked eyes with her marefriend. “Rarity. Please, I’m telling you. I liked it.” Rarity contemplated her for one, two, three seconds. Her horn glowed, and…
- 2.8 K • Ongoing
- People will always think they know what and who you are. No matter what one does, what one says, what one is, they will slam a gavel in their mind and declare their verdict, weighing you down with the handcuffs they’ve now so rudely locked on your wrists. This man is a no-good deadbeat. This woman is a snob. This boy can do no wrong. This girl’s a whore. It can’t be helped, I suppose. There are scholars out there who I’m sure can explain this a thousand times better than I could…
- 119.3 K • Completed
- "Sister." Luna took a deep breath, trying her best to navigate what could easily be a terrible conversation. "Is there something you wish to speak of?" From across the breakfast table, Celestia blinked. "What do you mean, Luna?" Luna cleared her throat. "I sense…" Careful, Luna, careful. "I sense something is amiss with you. An agitation deep within you. An agitation that should be dealt with as it may… surface in unwelcome ways." Celestia frowned. "Agitation? I'm perfectly fine," she replied.…
- 2.8 K • Ongoing
- It was always worse at night. When things were quiet, and Pinkie had left, and Incantation was asleep, and all the company she had were her own thoughts. The thoughts that haunted her when she had nothing else to do, when she couldn’t force herself to sew anymore, or read, or… I miss Twilight. The neverending thought, over and over, always there, like a mantra she knew was poisonous but couldn’t help repeating despite how hard she tried. She didn’t want to be like this.…
- 2.3 K • Ongoing
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