Dark Side of the Luna :FanFiction:Dark Side of the Luna :FanFiction:3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Dark Side of the Luna
It was a beautiful night in Equestria. Princess Luna stood watching over the land, taking in the awe of the world around her, the greens of the fields that covered the vast horizon, the browns of the forests that decorated the horizons. She looked outward, keeping an eye on all of the ponies as they slept peacefully through the night, each one with their own stories, their own histories and futures. It had been a long day. The Pegasus ponies had created a mighty storm earlier; huge, dark clouds hung above; thunder cracked across the skies and strong winds howled through the trees. It was a beautiful yet frightening sight to behold, and now, everypony needed a rest after the commotion. Luna just watched, as families slept in their stables, open fires crackled across the horizon, illuminating the land like fireflies as a cool breeze swept the land causing the flames to dance. She became lost in the beauty for hours, just watching in silence, as the fires danced for
Rainbows Can Be Lonely TooRainbows Can Be Lonely Too2 years ago in Profiles More Like This
Rainbows Can Be Lonely Too
By: DolphinBuster starring: Rainbow Dash and Fluttershy
I held in a growl watching Fluttershy panic in fear as she tried another loop. That pegasus is such a scaredy pony. It had been just about the same thing for the past hour or so. I'd demonstrate the trick Fluttershy would try, she'd panic, fall down, and whimper how sorry she was for failing. She's a pony that you can't seem to stay mad at, but she could be really aggravating at times, though.
Seriously though, I shouldn't be complaining. I was the one that had taken a day off weather duty to spend some time with Fluttershy and teach her a trick or two. But all she seemed to learn so far was a half loop, and how to fall without breaking anything.
Fluttershy sat on the ground, shaking her mane to cover her face. She was obviously embarrassed.
"Its okay, Fluttershy. You put in a great effort. It just takes practice." I had to hold back a choke at grea
The Force of Dreams, Chapter 1The Force of Dreams, Chapter 12 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Sunlight had started to pierce through the windows of the library, slowly banishing away the darkness which had gripped it for the past few hours. Twilight sat at her table, flipping close the last page of the red book which sat in front of her. Her mane and tail were both unkempt and had quite a few strands sticking out, signifying how long she had stayed up.
Her library was once again in a complete mess. Papers, books and every single kind of material she could get her hooves on lay scattered across the wooden floor of her living room. Empty cups of cocoa were stacked to her left while a wax stump of what used to be a candle sat to her right, having burnt out hours ago.
"That's it. That's the last book," Twilight grumbled before slamming her face onto the book in front of her. "None of my books hold the answer to the two riddles," she said in a frustrated tone.
"Of all the weeks Spike had to be in Canterlot, why did it have to be this week?" Twilight continued to complain before slow
Our Little CelestiaOur Little Celestia2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
My Little Pony is a trademark of Hasbro Inc.
A fable loosely inspired by My Little Dashie. A tragic tale about the dangers of allowing dogma to be an excuse for persecuting others who may be different and have attributes and gifts that are not understood. Warning: The content of this story may be ideologically sensitive to some readers.
Our Little Celestia
They say that time heals all wounds. But that's not true. Sometimes, time only causes the wound to fester—to become infected and burn with the fire of loss.
I have told this story at least a hundred times. And every time is like opening the wound afresh and pouring salt into it. So now, I write it down on paper so that those who wish to hear the tale may read of it. For I will never tell this story again.
It was the year 1903, and dust roared across the vast farm fields of Missouri. In those days, I was the head of a small family owned farm in a rural community. The summer h
Lament of a princessThe sky was bright orange. The sun had been setting for the past few minutes now and it's fading light was creating a spectacular scene. A grassy hill, in the middle of a beautiful flower-filled field. Atop the hill, a single oak tree, probably a hundred years old.Lament of a princess2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
But it was next to the tree where the truly important sight was. It was a stone. Old and worn, with etchings on one side. As the sun's light began to dim, a figure approached the stone. An alicorn, with dark blue fur and a mane that contained the very night sky.
She approached the stone and gently sat down. Her gaze never left the etchings, which had been partly obscured by moss and ivy. Carefully, making sure not to damage thje stone, she used her hoof to brush the plants away, revealing the markings more clearly. As she looked upon them, her expression, which until then had been fairly stoic, eventually began to morph into one of pain. Her eyes shut tightly as they began to well up.
But she would not she a t
Ballad of the Two Sisters: Part TwoThe Hymn of a Million VoicesLed astray by a demon's call,Ballad of the Two Sisters: Part Two2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Orchestrating young Luna's fall,
To darkness and corruption of her soul,
Possessed by both envy and hate,
Banishment was her final fate,
Her sister forced to pay this horrid toll.
These events are well known to all:
The Moon Princess's rise and fall,
A tragic tale and a warning as well
And yet there still is much unsaid
More of this story to be read
Of the time after Princess Luna fell
Luna now banished for all time,
Final victim of Nightmare's crime,
Celestia's warmed heart began to chill,
She knew that what she'd done was right,
Sending away Princess of Night,
Yet still this knowledge was a bitter pill.
And for days Celestia wept,
From when she woke to when she slept,
But she continued her appointed task,
She wished that she could change the past
But soon accepted this at last
And hid her grief beneath an aloof mask.
So came the day, so came the night,
The moon's dim glow, the bright sunlight,
And Celestia sat upon
MLP: Eyes and Hourglasses, Chapter IIMLP: Eyes and Hourglasses, Chapter II2 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
MY LITTLE PONY: EYES AND HOURGLASSES
Chapter II: "The Welcome Wagon Comes to Town"
Written by Diane N. Tran
For the first time in her mail-mare career, the pegasus named Derpy Hooves was late in a delivery. That delivery consisted of one single, solitary letter to be dropped off at the very last residence of her rounds, Ponyville's Old Clock Tower. When she arrived at the building, she was, of course, as punctual as ever, but the mail-box was still missing from the lawn and she didn't have the courage to knock on the door again.
Dressed in her saddlebags, pacing back and forth, she was at a loss of what to do at the moment, so she paced some more. If she left it on the doorstep, the wind could blow it away. If she slipped it underneath the doormat, it might not be seen. Then a thought came to her, perhaps she could squeeze the letter between the cracks of the door.
Placing the letter between he
Brony Advice: Your Questions Answered #76, 77, 78!Brony Advice: Your Questions Answered #76, 77, 78!2 years ago in Editorial More Like This
#76) What are your thoughts about the little mini issue within the fandom regarding Lil Miss Jay - the artist who works on the grimdark version of Rarity? Sure, he might draw something people don't like. But on the other end of the argument he's received death threats from both haters and bronies (I mean yeah it's the internet but some arrests were actually made). Any specific thoughts?
Answer: This one was quite difficult to answer, as I tend to avoid Tumblr, and thus had to perform some genuine research before answering. Being friends with a variety of Tumblr-fluent people, I receive information every now and then, and I have heard about the person in question, although what I've been told has been mostly negative. That said, I've never personally been involved in a situation with this user, and I can't even say that I've seen much of their work, and so I'm afraid that the next few points will be based on what I've heard from other people.
Sending genuine death t
Falling LeavesFalling Leaves2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Argh... I can't sleep! Rainbow Dash thought to herself as she tossed and turned on the train bed. And Appleloosa is still another few hours away! Rainbow dug her head into her pillow, trying to drown out Spike's horribly loud snoring. Maybe somepony's awake.... Immediately, Rainbow's mind went to the one pony she was sure was still up at this time.
"Pssst.... Pinkie Pie, you asleep yet?" Rainbow whispered as soft as she could, grabbing a nearby unlit candle.
"No," Pinkie's high pitched voice returned the questioned, causing Rainbow to smile a little as she fumbled to find a match. "Are you asleep yet?" Rainbow heard her ask in return.
Rainbow paused for a second, her mind confused. Did she just ask... nevermind. It's Pinkie, I should know better, she thought as she lit the match and set the wick of the candle on fire. Taking a few steps forward with the soft glow of the candle to light her way, she started to speak once more.
"If I was sleeping, how could I
Polaris #5: Equestrian of the BattlefieldPolaris #5: Equestrian of the Battlefield2 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
"Everypony, remain calm so as to allow our fair city to be efficiently defended!"
Even given its volume, Shining Armor's request fell on deaf ears. Unicorn citizenry either shivered in corners, or ran in all directions in an attempt to make themselves scarce from the chaos that was downtown Canterlot.
Meanwhile armored pegasi flew about, combating household objects which had become animate--brooms, mops, pantries, and even ovens which had learned to put their super-heating abilities to malicious use.
A squadron of fifty unicorns, led by Shining Armor and Princess Cadance, rushed to the scene of greatest commotion. While weary from preventing casualties for the past hour, they were still fueled by adrenaline granted through the will to prevent even more.
And at that scene, they found the source of the chaos--quite literally, in fact.
"Discord! It is you! I didn't believe it at first," said Shining Armor. He looked around. "Even when Celestia told me the legends of your
Cry for Eternity - Chapter 7Cry for Eternity - Chapter 72 years ago in Drama More Like This
Five days since the coronation of Princess Twilight Sparkle.
“It was nice to see you, Zecora! Come visit again soon!” Twilight said to her friend as the zebra led her out the door.
“I must say, Twilight Sparkle, our meeting was quite fine! I assure you, the pleasure was entirely mine!” the zebra called back over her shoulder in her signature rhyme.
That went well, for once, Twilight mused to herself. Zecora had shown up several minutes early, bearing a letter confirming her appointment as Ambassador, as well as a large stack of paperwork containing everything from new trade proposals to military treaties. With each new proposal, Twilight felt her confidence grow; each one had been well-written, respectful, and most importantly, beneficial to both nations.
She stepped into the hallway outside the meeting room and stretched out with a pleasurable groan, contemplating taking a brisk walk before her next audience.
“I take it you had a nice
The Clash of Sun and Moon - An Alternate TaleThe Clash of Sun and Moon - An Alternate Tale2 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
"Once upon a time, in the magical land of Equestria, there were two Regal Sisters who ruled together, and created harmony for all the land."
"To do this, the eldest used her unicorn powers to raise the sun at dawn; the younger brought out the moon to begin the night."
"Thus, the two sisters maintained balance for their kingdom and their subjects, all the different types of ponies."
"But as time went on, cracks appeared between the two sisters."
"The younger sister became resentful. The ponies relished and played in the day her elder sister brought forth, but shunned and slept through her beautiful night. Her jealousy grew as she dwell longer and longer in her elder sister's shadow."
"The elder sister meanwhile became consumed by a different darkness: out of everything else, she only desired to protect her subjects from any and all forms of harm. As her desire became an obsession, she come to see her younger sister's night as one of the things that caused it to them the most."
Time Traveling Kids of the Mane Six! Ch. 5Time Traveling Kids of the Mane Six! Ch. 53 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Chapter 5: A Day at the Spa
Lowering herself slowly into the steaming hot tub, Fluttershy let out a long, content sigh while she sank into complete relaxation. Once she had adjusted to the rapid temperature change, she could feel every muscle in her body loosen while she closed her eyes and laid her head back. She needed a day where she could just unwind without having to worry about picking up the kids from school or anything else, and the spa was just what the doctor ordered.
“This feels more amazing every time I come here,” she told Rarity, who sat across from her. “I didn’t even realize I was this tense.”
“You never can,” Rarity replied. “It’s just the stresses of life, I suppose. Sometimes you get so busy in the chaos of the day that you forget how much pressure you’re building up inside. That’s what the spa is for!”
Fluttershy could easily agree on that. Even though it was hard to believe that they had
Moonlit tearsShe concentrated, as she had done so for so many years. Concentrated and focused her power, using all her magic to move the celestial body before her. Celestia stood on the balcony of the highest tower of the palace of Canterlot, performing a ritual and duty she had been bound to for as long as she could remember. The setting of the sun.Moonlit tears2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
The sky began to dim as the fiery orb descended upon the horizon. Within moments, it was gone, and the land of Equestria was now deprived of it's light and warmth. There was a time when that would be the end of Celestia's daily duties, but these days, there was one final task she had to perform. Turning around, she now faced the east.
Closing her eyes once more, her horn began to glow again as she focused her power into moving yet another important part of the world. Slowly, the pale white orb rose above the eastern horizon until it hung gracefully in the night sky. What followed was a swarm of tiny dots of light which surrounded the orb and the blackn
A Captain's LegacyA Captain's Legacy2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
A Captain's Legacy
Shining stared up at the oak door that towered above him. It was a normal door, no different than a typical door one would find inside a house. But given the contents stored away behind it, it had an unusually grand feel to it, and Shining couldn't help but feel dwarfed in its shadow.
The old grandfather clock down the hall let out twelve loud booms.
It was noon. The high sun's rays shone through a nearby window and across Shining's stationary, white frame. It warmed his fur while he kept his blue eyes locked on the door.
His parents always said how the attic held an eclectic assortment of things, from old music records to hardcover books that hadn't been opened since his grandparents lived in the house a decade before.
Shining imagined his deceased grandfather, the stallion with the amputated hoof and a pair of wild, yet kind, eyes. Shining imagined his still-alive grandmother, the sweet mare that would always have a batch of cookies at her house for him and
My Little Pony: Three DaysMy Little Pony: Three Days2 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
My Little Pony: Three Days
Day 1: What Little Time
Never in my life did I think I would cross the boarder out of the Kingdom of Equestria to fight, rather than bring peace.
Hours Passed: 9:00:00
Location: Canterlot Guard House
"We've got a letter forwarded to us form the princess." Shouted a unicorn with a blue mane and white coat with bright blue eyes. His cutie mark was a star like sparkle (kinda like the sparkle you see in cartoons when something's clean).
"Whom from Shine?" I asked. I had a black coat and silver mane. My eyes were navy blue and my cutie mark was that of a constellation of the moon. As for what race I am; I have no horn or wings to speak of.
"It's from spike."
"You mean Shining Armor's
Brony Advice: Your Questions Answered #104/05/06!Brony Advice: Your Questions Answered #104/05/06!2 years ago in Editorial More Like This
#104) Aren't bronies and furries the exact same thing? I think it's funny that so many bronies get offended when they're compared to furries. I don't see furries getting quite as offended about the comparison. Hah.
Answer: This is really the million-dollar question: are bronies and furries the same thing? The answer is, awkwardly, a little bit of both. Let's set the cards upon the table: there are all sorts of variables that come into the equation when defining exactly what a brony is. That's the first difficulty; if a brony is merely an adult watching the show, then you can't effectively argue that they're furries by definition just for doing that. If you did, then any parent watching the show with their child, or anyone who watched "Watership Down" or "The Animals of Farthing Wood" as children, or myriad other cartoons about animals, would be furries, which is ludicrous.
Just watching "Friendship is Magic" doesn't create a latent association with furries, despite what s
Welcome HomeWelcome Home3 years ago in Songs & Lyrics More Like This
MY LITTLE POEM
Ponies with Ayreon
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Bathing in prismatic light
Awaking free at last
Able to move on my own, I'm back in control
Only blurred memories left
Glimpses of the past
In my dreams I still walk the surface of Moon
I saw my home
From where I stood
What once was my home
From my thousand-year room
Isolated on the Moon
Locked within the abyss of time
A voice echoed in my mind
A shadow reflecting life
Resentful thoughts enslaved my soul, my heart
How did it wish to break free
Torment the world once seen
How did I wish it to leave my soul, my heart
Long years alone
Friendless and cold
Alone with my thoughts
One tormenting soul
While my spirit roamed the Moon
Locked within the abyss of time
So warm it feels to walk on earth
So much it heals to see living world
So much it calms to meet loved ones
Truth: Part Thirteen -Edited"Vinyl? Are you awake?"Truth: Part Thirteen -Edited3 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
A muffled, sleepy grunt came from under a dark purple comforter.
"Vinyl? Are you up?"
The comforter groaned again. The longer grunt had anger laced within it's lack of syllables.
"You sound awake."
"Why ASK me if I'm awake if I look like I'm sleeping still?" Vinyl spat into her pillow. She was unsure if her irritation was at Lyra or her sudden lack of being asleep. She assumed the former.
"Well, you could have had your eyes closed but been awake."
"Or... or I could have been SLEEPING." Vinyl sighed and pulled the blankets off of her head. "What do you want, Lyra?"
"Well, I want to talk."
As Vinyl pushed herself to an upright position, she noticed her mane was matching its electric color with its style. She shook her head and almost perfectly, her mane sunk down in a classic Vinyl 'do. The DJ cast a hard glare towards Lyra but felt the ice melt off of her heart a bit as she took in the sight. A layer of guilt washed over her as she saw a nervous look p
SparkmuzzleSparkmuzzle2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
The shadowy alicorn landed in front of the steaming cave by the base of the volcano. Her wings folded against her side as she trotted closer, being careful not to slip on the mud and slick stones beneath her hooves. The air was filled with the stink of sulphur and the bubbling sound of pools of mud as they boiled in the oppressively hot and humid air. Taking as deep a breath as she dared of the stinking miasma she was surrounded by, she shouted into the cave as loudly as her prodigious voice would allow.
"Come forth Ille Qui Gubernat Monte Ignis- 'He Who Governs The Mountain's Fire!' I would speak with thee!"
She couldn't help but feel slightly proud that she was able to do this with breaking into a fit of coughing, considering the quality of the air. Of course no sooner had she thought this then a small cough escaped her lips. She sighed and shook her head ruefully, gently clearing her throat.
Brony Advice: Your Questions Answered #79, 80, 81!Brony Advice: Your Questions Answered #79, 80, 81!2 years ago in Editorial More Like This
#79) As a woman should I be worried that the people that run our fandom are guys primarily (example: Equestria Daily)? I must say I was a bit offended when I saw sexualized ponies getting featured.
Answer: This is a fantastic question, because it's so multi-faceted and it raises genuine points about larger issues that exist in society. Despite feminism and suffrage, and policies that increasingly purport to grant women greater levels of equality, women are still marginalized in a lot of circumstances.
It's fair to say that Equestria Daily is a male-run website. You have the occasional female admin (Phoe springs to mind) but naturally, Sethisto is the dominating force of the website, and, I imagine, the one with the power to accept and veto the overall decisions that Equestria Daily makes. A simple glance over the site suggests that it's run by men, for men: you can quite frequently see images of ponies in 'sexualised' poses, and on more than one occasion they've linked t
Oath of The New Lunar RepublicOath of The New Lunar Republic3 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
I pledge my loyalty to the New Lunar Republic
To hold my Lunar honor high
To fight in good or bad
To live in allegiance with Luna and the Eclipse
I'll die for our rights in war
I live to give a free today and a brighter tomorrow