Fear Isn't His Only Power Now ( Rotg Fanfiction)Fear Isn't His Only Power Now ( Rotg Fanfiction)2 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
The big jolly white bearded man squinted at the globe once more, making sure this wasn't happening again . Tooth, the tooth fairy watched the globe in fear as North watched the lights go out on the globe. One by one. The Baby teeth crowed around her, trembling. " It can't be, it can't be again" She mumbled
"Oh why yes, it is happening again!" Boomed a voice that was familiar to all ears. " Pitch" Whispered North, stepping closer. A large black sand figure formed into the shape of Pitch. " Why yes, it's me, did you all miss me?" He asked in a mocking tone. Sandy glared at it, trying to figure it all out. " I thought we defeated you" The large bunny commented. " You thought you did, but you didn't " Pitch explained to them, walking all over the globe in his black sand form.
" You see, I'm much stronger now, due to my newest source of power. " Tooth glared as well." New source of power? Just what is it?" North asked Pitch. Pitch boomed another laugh. " Why it's some
MemoryWe sit down beneathMemory2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
our favorite tree
who only shares its shade
with you and me.
Crack open that picnic
basket, let's start to eat,
enjoying it with
critters at our feet.
Do you remember how
you and I
fell for each other? Oh, how
our love reaches the sky.
Your smile simply melts
all of my worries away.
Don't you see how our love
continues to grow each day...?
"Who are you?"
Amongst the Moon and Frost: Chapter 1Amongst the Moon and Frost: Chapter 12 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Cake scattered the floor.
It was a beautiful red color. Red velvet. Splattered all across the tile that was yellowed with time. There was one big chunk, surrounded by others that slowly grew into smaller and smaller crumbs the further they were from this central fragment. A few of the slightly larger pieces had been grinded into the kitchen floor, smushed into it, trampled by angry feet. They looked like random dark crimson blotches among the innumerable crumbs. The way the broken cake looked, the whole scene strongly resembled a horrible, grotesque, quite unique murder scene.
Like the floor was tainted with blood.
It would have been quite the wonderful, delicious cake, too. It was moist, but not too much so. Fluffy. Just the right balance of ingredients. Holding together on your fork until the moment you ate it. Melt-in-your-mouth. A delightful quality only found in the culinary creations of true masters of pastry. She had quite the plans for this cake. It was going to be shaped like
Everlasting Snow: Chapter 52Everlasting Snow: Chapter 522 years ago in Romance More Like This
The sleigh skids to a stop on the lake’s surface, the skis leaving long white marks on the ice.
Above you, the tired stars begin to fade as the first light of day breaks over the horizon, giving themselves over to sleep until the night returns to reign once again.
North scoops the limp Jack back up into his arms, and the three of you wordlessly disembark from the sleigh.
You follow North off the lake, trying hard not to fall on the slippery surface. You breathe a small sigh of relief as you step onto the snowy bank, then continue after North, forced to jog a little to keep up with his long strides.
He stops in front of a tall tree with a thick, sturdy trunk, its leaves and branches dusted with white snow. It’s quite a few yards from the lake’s edge, but its view goes uninterrupted by other foliage. He crouches down and sets Jack in front of it, sitting him down so his back is propped up against the trunk.
He really does look like he just nodded off, his head bowed, ar
Cry for Eternity - PrologueCry for Eternity - Prologue2 years ago in Drama More Like This
Cry- v. (krī) - 1. To shed tears, esp. as an expression of distress or pain. 2. To shout, scream, or call out in fear, pain, grief, or defiance
"GET OUT OF MY BUCKING WAY!"
On any other day, Twilight Sparkle would never have dared to shout so rudely at anypony, and she definitely would never, ever have used such coarse language. Today, however, wasn't any other day.
She couldn't remember how she had gotten to Canterlot, nor could she, for the life of her, feel any patience for the ponies in the crowded street. She needed to be at Canterlot General Hospital now, even if it meant barreling through every pony in Equestria. Luckily, most of the city's population knew her, either from her time as their Princess' personal student and protégé, or from the accolades she had received since then. Saving Equestria no less than three times doesn't exactly go unnoticed. Either way, the sight of the desperate, frantic, and somewhat well-
Everlasting Snow: Chapter 34Everlasting Snow: Chapter 342 years ago in Romance More Like This
Warm, furry, feathery, and sandy.
You embrace each of the Guardians in turn, bidding them farewell.
You can see the worry behind each of their eyes, especially Tooth’s.
Jangle hugs the bottom of your leg, his stout arms almost too short to reach all the way around. You laugh and crouch down and pat his head, fearing that you’d squish the little guy if you were to actually return the hug.
You give a final wave as you follow Jack—your hand in his—outside into the arctic weather.
Just as you’re about to lift off, North runs out behind the two of you, yelling, “Wait wait wait!”
The two of you turn to face him.
After he recovers his breath, he holds out another snow globe in the palm of his hand.
“I hhhave better idea,” he says.
Jack holds up his hand, shaking his head. “Thanks, but no thanks. Fun as magic portals are, we don’t need that. Nothing’s going to happen to us on the way back, so you can stop worrying.”
LifeOne moment, you're there. The next, you're not. Simple as that. And yet, it's so complex, so mystifying. It easily perplexes many. How can it be so close, so intimate to us, and yet remain a mystery like that? Such a small event being so big? Having such a huge effect? These unanswered questions express the mystery and uncertainty of those who feel its effects. They were so healthy, so happy...Life2 years ago in Philosophical More Like This
But now you'll never see their face again. Hear their voice. Feel their touch.
The tears stream down the faces of the close ones. They hold onto one another, thinking that, if they hold on tight enough, that person passed might feel as well, and come back to them. They don't want to recognize the fact that it's all over. All of it. They cling to a wish. That wish is slowly pushed away as time progresses and sanity returns. They run out of tears. The future is dark to them, filled with some more of these tragic cases. They turn to the past, where everyone is still "there." They let themselves get
Abandoned Rue [a hunger games poem]The boom of the canonAbandoned Rue [a hunger games poem]3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Another tribute dead
The blood and screams
To kill is what I dread
I was stupid and selfish
I left her all alone
Facing stronger tributes
The future was unknown
The worst decision made
Was to abandon her
I keep thinking of Rue
And what happened after
Her fragile body
Entwined in a net
Pierced with a spear
Her screams, I can't forget
She fell to her knees
The blood on her torso
The beauty in her eyes
Yet filled with sorrow
Not A PsychopathDrugging, Drowning, Incineration;Not A Psychopath10 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
Fears can become a temptation.
Observing how it all comes to be,
Things like this are what intrigue me.
You say that I suffer from wrath,
I say I'm not a Psychopath.
Gassing, Choking, Asphyxiation;
Thoughts in my mind are at rotation.
How was it set up? How did it start?
Every piece plays a crucial part.
You say that I am twisted inside,
I say I have nothing to hide.
Shooting, Stabbing, Bleeding out;
Some seem certain, others I doubt.
Manner in which it is done can prove
Whether or not it's a vengeful move.
You say that you could never know,
I say it's perfectly normal to show.
Strangling, Poisoning, Falling down;
After these they'd hit the ground.
Trying to find the source is fun
Especially when there's more than one.
You say that it should never grow,
I say some thoughts should flow.
Suffocation or Explosions;
Both of these require motion.
Majority of these require a trap,
Others not so much as a single slap.
You say that I should not have begun,
Reminiscence: The Season's EndReminiscence: The Season's End3 years ago in Songs & Lyrics More Like This
MY LITTLE POEM
Ponies with Sonata Arctica
[click here for the accompanying song]
Reminiscence: The Season's End
See, this is it: season two
And an epic opening with brand new villain
Chocolate rain, chaos' tricks
So it begins
From nightmare's rise we've watched the show
Their adventures to the best of nights
Through summer waited, counted days
For new episodes
Honestly though, I was latish
Didn't join the herd 'til season one had aired
That's my bad
But for next round I took the first ride
First gag since pilot
The most epic breakdown
Slippery slope of descending into madness:
"Meet Smarty Pants, my doll back in your age "
Is this truly it, somehow feeling so new, so fresh
Pumped-up the budget, pushed a few boundaries
So many incidents
The cutiepox, the play and Daring Do
Babysitter's little hell
Rampaging dragons, a hero saves the day
7 MinutesPlease view this on FiMFic here: [link] a like or a fave there can make a big difference!7 Minutes3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Ponies have always been afraid of death and what it may bring. They fear the solitude of eternity, but who's to say that there is anything to fear? Nopony has ever came back from the dead to tell their tale, and for that matter, nopony ever will. The memories of our lifetime reside deep within our minds, hidden away until our final moments in this world. In your final moments of life after death, you have 7 minutes to relive your life. Funny thing it is how the brain has 7 minutes of activity after you supposedly 'die'.
Twilight Sparkle stood in a vast abyss of nothingness, unsure of where she was or how she had gotten there in the first place. She looked around frantically, trying to scan the abyss for any possible exit or somepony to tell her where she was.
'Twilight!' she could hear Rainbow Dash call to her, 'Twilight! Wake up!'
Resentment - A Tale of SistersResentment - A Tale of Sisters2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
The following is an EXCERPT. For the full story, go to Fimfiction.net: http://www.fimfiction.net/story/59892
It's true, and it's hardly befitting the way a Princess of Equestria should feel. After all, my only sister is finally back. I should be happy. Overjoyed, even. But the truth is, as much as I love her, I was secretly happy when I sent her to the moon. And that makes me a bad sister.
Over a thousand years ago, Luna and I made a pact to protect Equestria together. The mare whose coat was as dark as the night would rule the moon. The mare whose coat was as bright as the day would rule the sun. We shared our rule not in terms of territory, but in terms of time. We would have equal power as co-rulers, even though she was the younger. Even though I was the wiser.
As the bright, lively avatar of the day, they sang praises of me. It was an amazing feeling
CH:3 Awaiting the SunriseChapter 3: Awaiting the SunriseCH:3 Awaiting the Sunrise2 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
"Twilight? You in here? Hello?" Applejack took one step into the library before a pink blur shot past her. Pinkie Pie leapt into the air and shouted happily, glitter and confetti exploding everywhere. All Applejack could do was groan, but such was the way of the pink pony.
"Surpriiiiiiise!" A silence fell as the party favors came to land on the ground. The library was dark and empty. Both ponies looked about, the eerie feel sinking in. Stepping past her companion, Applejack gave the table a closer look.
"What in tarnation? This place ain't been dusted in days... that's really... really... A-CHOOOO!"
"Gesundheit! And hey, maybe she went on a trip... or a vacation! Maybe someplace really fun!"
"Ah don't think Twilight would just up an leave. Look, th
CH:2 Past and PresentChapter 2: Past and PresentCH:2 Past and Present2 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
"TWILIIIIIIGHT!!!" The loud shout nearly sent poor Twilight Sparkle through her bedroom roof as the click-clack of claws on wood were heard coming up the stairs.
"Ugh... Spike, what is it?"
"Pinkie went ahead and used that flour from the Everfree Forest in her cupcakes just like you told her not to and Rainbow Dash ate one and now she's GREEN!" Spike sucked in a gasp of air as he continued, "not only that but she can only talk and fly backwards and now she's chasing Pinkie all over Ponyville only Pinkie thinks they're just playing tag! You have to come watch this!"
"Can't you see I'm busy? What pranks Rainbow Dash brings down on herself is hardly news." Spike just scratched his head and shrugged before ascending the rest of the stairs all the way up next to Twilight's bed.
"What are you reading?"
Imaginary FriendsMy reflection in the mirror hates me,Imaginary Friends1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
and I know because she told me so.
She twists and turns and fogs the glass
bending unnaturally while moving with me
she pinches her skin and leaves blemishing marks
tearing off pieces she deems she does not need.
“Just wait,” she whispers as she bites her lip
“only so much longer and I can be free,”
her lips are bleeding again, but I’m brushing my teeth
“free to hurt and bend and break that wonderful body of yours.”
I can hear the whispers, I can hear her skin tearing.
She reaches up and touches the glass
and it bends under the brushing of skin
I finally speak with a tilt of the head
“Imaginary friends shouldn't be able to do that.”
MLP: Friends in High PalacesMLP: Friends in High Palaces3 months ago in Short Stories More Like This
Upon a beautiful and golden afternoon on the Kingdom Island of Tambelon, within the grassy fields of the Scaly Spring Hills, one pretty and magical alicorn princess lay beside the equally pretty Changeling Queen. With nothing but a warm blanket laid out underneath the two Royal rulers, they sip their tea slowly and steady while sharing a delightful conversation....
"...and then BOOM! I turned my husband into a little puppy dog for a whole hour~" Princess Twilight Sparkle giggles while taking a moment to sip her tea.
Queen Chrystala sets her teacup down upon the picnic blanket and snorts to the amusing story of what her former enemy did to her old friend recently, "That is perhaps the funniest thing I have ever heard! Yet...I feel so sorry for Courageous."
"Oh, he doesn't mind...most of the time~" Twilight informs and continues to giggle, while rubbing her slightly expanded belly, "Casting spells like that help take my mind off the
Changing Worlds Ch 2: Heavy's Sandvich EmporiumThe town started to quiet down in the days that followed the ponies return. Attention had started diverting away from the girls of Equestria and more towards the counterparts that had come back with them. Not helping the interest in the new arrivals was their lack of a real place to stay. The girls' hooves were full dealing with problems that had arisen in their absence, leaving the team to find shelter on their own.Changing Worlds Ch 2: Heavy's Sandvich Emporium3 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
They trekked the town, looking down every road for buildings that were unoccupied or renting. But the search proved fruitless until they turned down the street and spotted a sign in front of a large building.
"For sale by owner? Guys, I think I found something!" Ms. Pauling shouted, leading them to the building's dilapidated doors. The place had not seen much maintenance, with windows nearly falling out of their panels and boards gracing holes in the walls.
"It's a dump," Scout said plainly
"It'd make nice firewood," Pyro got an unnerving gleam in her eyes.
"Look, I know i
CH:1 Lost in TranslationChapter 1: Lost in TranslationCH:1 Lost in Translation2 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Twilight rubbed her eyes against the sides of her forelegs. She had finally done it. Weeks of work, and so many sleepless nights behind her had finally paid off. The first few pages of the dusty old tome no longer looked as if they were written in gibberish. She could read it, granted with a pile of notes surrounding her. That didn't matter though, her mystery was finally coming to its solution, even if that in and of itself would take just as long. She had an entire book to translate, which could take just as many weeks as finding the proper references had.
Still, she had a peek into a nameless book. A mystery not even she could deny.
The concept of "normalcy," not one I ever followed. We are the children of eternity and the time long since gone to the beyond, older than the spirals that abound the expanses before us. We are shepherds of the empti
Fluttershy's Fear of Water Chapter1Fluttershy was tending to her animals. She wasn't a very social pony as aside from her six friends and Spike, her animals were the only friends she needed.Fluttershy's Fear of Water Chapter12 years ago in Drama More Like This
"Sleep tight, little weasels. Tomorrow is a big day." Fluttershy whispered and the ferrets closed their eyes.
Fluttershy herself went back into her cottage where she headed up to her bedroom. Angel usually slept with her on the bed so Fluttershy could soothe him if he had nightmares. Unfortunately, she wasn't prepared to have the same reoccurring dream she had a few nights before.
As Fluttershy shut her eyes, she woke up in an ocean. She shivered as the waves caressed her body. The water was ice cold, and she paddled her way to shore.
...Except shore wasn't there. Shore wasn't for miles. Fluttershy was alone in the middle of the ocean.
"I'm okay... this is only a dream, and besides a dolphin will come and save me." Fluttershy reassured herself.
But no dolphin came. No ponies came. Fluttershy called out, praying to Celestia to aid he
Tear Me Into PiecesTear me into pieces againTear Me Into Pieces10 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
Starting with my heart
Tell me that I do not have one
Heartless from the start
Rip me into shreds now
Going deeper into my soul
Saying I can never get close
To people that I truly know
Gouging out my eyes then
Telling me what to see
Nothing but darkness is inside
Darkness and death for me
Causing my ears to bleed out
Making this abysmal sound
Beautiful things cannot be mine
It all pours out into the ground
Poison my mouth with your words
That ought to do the trick
A serum you inject so playfully
With words that make me sick
My hands incinerated in hell fire
Because I am not allowed to touch
Embracing is a curse to the bone
A warm feeling for me is too much
Fracture every bone in my body
I cannot stand firm anymore
You wish to see me crumble down
Collapse weak like a beggar poor
Pouring out the blood I contain
Watch me sink into the dust
Do not bother with a proper burial
It has no longer become a must
Tear me into pieces once more
Dissecting every part of my b
As the Wheel TurnsAs the Wheel Turns2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
As the Wheel Turns
Snips and Snails were dripping sweat as they struggled to drag along the heavy wooden cart that dug into the ground. The cart plowed up the dirt and left a sizable trench in its wake. They looked at one another, tired and worn out from pulling the new tyrant of ponyville to the edge of the forcefield. They stopped for a moment to take a quick break. As soon as they had stopped, a glowing red whip snapped at their backsides from mid-air.
"Pull you fools!" the whip snapped it at them twice more. "Somepony set off the magic forcefield and Trixie intends to punish them!" shouted Trixie as she prepared to whip her subjects once more for good measure. She did not have to go through with the final whip, as the two simpletons had begun to move twice as fast as they previously were. Snips craned his head back towards the unrelenting whip wielder.
"But wouldn't it be faster if we had some wheels?" he asked nervously, his voice higher than usual.
Trixie's head snapped up and he
Changing Worlds Chapter 1: LettersScout banked left, feathers the color of the Autumn leaves around him making minute adjustments to keep him in the air. With the wind picking up, he needed to finish his route, and fast. Ever since Derpy had taken a few days of absence to spend time with Dinky, he had taken up her position as the mailpony of Ponyville. Personally, he thought he was getting pretty good, although a few errors had slipped through. It was taxing, and secretly he hoped that she would return soon. He knocked on the oak door of the library. A violet unicorn answered.Changing Worlds Chapter 1: Letters3 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
"Hey, Twi. Got a package for ya"
"Yeah, from Davinport's. He said it was a set of quills you'd ordered. Also tried ta sell me a sofa for 20 minutes," He rifled around the bags at his side, pulling a long box out. A purple glow enveloped it.
"Tell me about it. The only reason I have a pull out sofa is because I felt so sorry for him," She put the box away. "Well, I won't keep you any longer, I sure you've got quite a bit
Srta. RarityHabía pasado una semana y ya dormir en la calle se me hacía cada vez más molesto. Mi cuello no soportaría más el duro e imperfecto suelo, ni siquiera usando un periódico de almohada puedo hacer el dolor más tolerable. A veces pienso que el frío puede calmar mis penas escondidas en el fondo de mi corazón desde aquel día en que escapé de Canterlot. He deambulado por varios días alrededor de las alegres tierras de Ponyville. La gente me ve con expresión despreocupada, pero en el fondo, yo sólo siento desprecio en cada una. Nadie se atrevería a dar asilo a un caballo con mi aspecto y menos me lo darían si supieran la razón por la que camino solitariamente. Todos parecen libres de predicamentos, pero seguramente están asustados de mí. Oigo murmullos a mí alrededor, pero me llama más la atención un poni amarillo guiando una familia de patos. Hacía tiempo que no veía ni unaSrta. Rarity3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This