In the dead of the night, staring up at the ceiling, the guilt screaming in her ears as loud as Night Light’s snoring, Twilight Velvet wonders if she’s a terrible wife.

Rarity was perfect once. Sunset disagrees, mostly because the definition of perfect is inaccurate, anyway.

Every Wednesday, Pinkie and Rarity meet up to eat cheese. Short horror ficlet written as part of a personal speedwrite challenge. Prompt was cheese, Rarity, and horror. TW: gore, domestic violence, cannibalism

[set in The Enchanted Library universe] Faced with having somepony who loves her, Princess Twilight Sparkle struggles with her lack of corporeality. Beautiful art courtesy of Pearl

Literally what it says on the title, lmao.

Twilight Sparkle travels to the underworld in a desperate bid to bring her beloved back from the dead. All she has to do is follow the terms dictated by the underworld goddess. Simple, right? — Based on the myth of Orpheus and Eurydice. Big thanks to the ever wonderful Carabas for editing and also for writing a few descriptions on account of me being…

This story is a sequel to The Enchanted Kingdom In the final–so help me God–installment of the Enchantedverse, Rarity and Twilight embark on their grandest adventure yet, determined to finally put an end to Discord and free the remaining princesses. Of course, there’s always a hitch in every plan, but luckily for them, if they survived one ghost story, they could surely survive a second.…

As Rarity stepped into her workroom, her sewing machine stashed in the corner and half-finished designs chucked into an overflowing trashcan, she felt her already hollow heart somehow crumble further, still in denial over one simple fact:  Rarity used to be a designer. A good one and a bad one all at once. But… she wasn’t a designer anymore.  And if she wasn’t a…