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Twilight Sparkle had never been to the Sapphire Carousel before. In fact, to be precise, she’d only ever been to the Lunar District once: the day she came to my boutique to see me. Ever since she’d found out about Lady Luna’s establishment, as far back as that delightful dinner with Fluttershy and her mother, she’d never dared venture and see the place for herself. It had always felt… not dangerous, no, but forbidden. A place she could know about, but like any proper and decent individual,…- 119.3 K • Completed
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
- To say that I’d moved on wasn’t correct. To say that I’d let her go wasn’t right, either. The truth of the matter is that I had learned to live around her absence. I suppose it’s like losing a limb. You will never have it back, you will always know it’s gone, things will always be different, but with time and patience, things will become normal again. Not the same. Never the same. But normal. All right. Okay. My heart had learned to navigate blood around…
- 13.2 K • Ongoing
XXII. Emergency Confession Protocol #8 By the time Monday morning came, I’d yet to arrive at a decision. It was hard to decide in a week if one was willing to change their lives so drastically. I only properly told Fluttershy about it, the trip and the job offer and the moving, and she is so very intelligent, Fluttershy. She hides it, but she is, and you can imagine how I nearly choked on my tea when she asked if I was hesitating because of my feelings for you. “Oh dear! Was it…- 45.2 K • Oneshot
- XVIII. A Talk Between Delinquents Life works in mysterious ways, doesn’t it? It’s such a trite expression, used by everypony so often that it’s lost any shred of meaning, and yet it’s true. Life has a tendency, I’ve found, to give you what you want exactly at the precise moment when you don’t want it, and in a way you never wanted it. Is it a way to punish us for being demanding? Entitled? Taking things for granted? Life is a cruel prankster. And its cruelest prank, I thought…
- 45.2 K • Oneshot
- XV. The Deafening Silence We did not talk that week. Or, well, we did, I suppose, if you count monosyllabic greetings and thank yous for the coffee and teas as ‘talking’. You remember what I said earlier? How I missed you so horridly those few days we were embroiled in the entire Spike affair and we barely spoke? Well, this, darling, this was much worse. I did not know what to say, what to do, or how to make amends for the damage I’d done. There is nothing for me in…
- 45.2 K • Oneshot
- XIV. Words Spoken in Anger Sharp Silk hated the dresses. He hated them, and in retrospect, I can't blame him. No, Twilight, I cannot blame him. Regardless of how much heart we put into them, they were hardly a display of my abilities. They were simple and elegant, yes, but considering the fact that the submission deadline had been announced nearly three weeks prior… well… it's natural he expected something more elaborate. I was shamed when he critiqued them, but I was also not terribly…
- 45.2 K • Oneshot
- XI. Little Gestures I didn’t say anything at first. It didn’t feel like I needed to. Or, really, if I must be honest with you, if only because you are now mine, I didn’t want to tell you. Partly because I still was unsure of the entire thing, still didn’t quite know how to act, but also because there was a...a… There was a secret little thrill to be had at having the upper hoof and using it to my full advantage. It’s true, there is something exciting about being on…
- 45.2 K • Oneshot
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