23 Results with character "Celestia"
- "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.…
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Helping Mr. Zar
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The Meeting Outside Ponyville
A crisp wind chilled Twilight Sparkle, her wings rustling at her side. Truthfully, she would have liked this meeting to happen inside Carousel Boutique, where she would be warm, but fitting a dragon inside there was, well, impossible. So, there they all were instead—they being herself, Princess Luna and Cadance, Pinkie, Applejack, as well as Spike and Rainbow—all gathered in a prairie on the outskirts of Ponyville. Rarity had stayed back in the boutique to work, under the promise Twilight…- 25.2 K • Ongoing
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Open Secret
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Shall we swoon…
Shall we swoon over the day Celestia taught Rarity thatFlying on Cloud Ninewas not impossible after all If Rarity had to find a word with which to describe that particular night, she would have settled on the word ‘remarkable’. Yes, a rather remarkable night due in part to three simple things. Firstly, it was Canterlot’s Grand Winter Gala, where designers from all over came to flaunt their artistic creations to the wealthiest of nobles. Secondly, Rarity was attending as the personal guest…- 4.0 K • Oneshot
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Flying on Cloud Nine
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The Musings of…
Sitting by a hallway window in Canterlot Castle, Starswirl the Bearded watched life pass him by. Hearth’s Warming Eve was very different now than it was back then, before his thousand year long self-exile. A small celebration meant to honor the recent unification of pony races was now a kingdom-wide event where the holiday’s history did not matter quite as much as how many presents one received. “Quickly now! It’s already night-time! The feast won’t be ready!” cried a cook, rushing past…- 3.2 K • Oneshot
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