DOCTOR WHOOF: EPISODE 4DOCTOR WHOOF: EPISODE 44 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
EPISODE 4: LEGACY
"Story time!" Pinkie pie jumped up and down extatically as the Doctor entered the room. Everyone was gathered to hear the Doctor; Twilight Sparkle, Rainbow Dash, Rarity, Fluttershy, Pinkie Pie, Applejack, and Spike all sat around the fireplace as the Doctor took his seat. It was already dark out, and the winter night surrounded the library. The smell of hot chocolate filled the air as the Doctor cleared his throat and smiled at the ponies in front of him.
"So," The Doctor commenced, "You all wanted to hear stories from my homeworld?"
"Oh yes, most certainly," Rarity replied, "It would be most interesting!"
"Yea," Applejack added, "Ain't never heard nothin' about yer planet."
"And you mentioned dragons before!" Spike retorted. The Doctor smirked, and closed his eyes. He was thinking as hard as he could, back to the time he still walked upon the surface of his home planet.
"I remember that old planet, Gallifrey. It lay in the constellation of Kasterborous, or the Seven
Flesh and Blood Chapter 3: A Piece of the PuzzleFlesh and Blood Chapter 3: A Piece of the Puzzle2 years ago in Drama More Like This
Twilight Sparkle expected to see a lot of things under that cloak. She expected to see the effects of poison joke, an embarrassing pimple, or a wicked wasp sting. Maybe even leeches, a rash, or baldness. But not one single scenario she could come up with would ever amount to this. What was there in the library went against nearly everything Twilight had ever learned, it didn’t make any sense, it was impossible. Yet, there it was, standing before her very eyes. However, it’s not like the amount of knowledge and facts she possessed haven’t let her down before. But it only made it feel all that more surreal.
The purple unicorn’s hooves instinctively dug into the pillow she was sitting upon, her mind was screaming at her. She could feel her brain throbbing against her skull as hundreds of reasons for this horrific situation swam inside her head, but none could make her believe, without a doubt, it was actually possible. All she could do was silently stare at the lit
StormStormStorm4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
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Pinkie Pie picked up the upper half of what had been the giant cupcake on top of Sugar Cube Corner. Small tears half-formed in her eyes. The bakery had been a fixture in her life ever since she came to Ponyville. Its destruction hurt. Her gazed drifted up towards the plot of land the bakery had stood on. Only the foundation remained. She sighed before she caught herself.
"Pinkie," she said, "You cannot afford to sigh. How will you keep everypony's spirits up if you are down in the dumpy-wumpies?" She smiled. It was a smile only on the outside, but that would be enough. She could shed her tears in private later; for now, there was work to do.
The wind was howling. It sounded like a thousand angry spirits venting rage against the world.
Twilight could barely make out the sound of Applejack shouting
The Alicorn Scrolls: Skyrim -Intro and Chapter 1The Alicorn Scrolls: Skyrim -Intro and Chapter 13 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
There are times in history when bloodshed and despair seem small and insignificant; present only in simple incidents with little importance and far apart. Peace reigns while all kingdoms are content with their strength and wealth. War is a strange word to all.
Ponies live through these times taking their good fortune and peace for granted, finding trifles about which to whine and groan. Their plentiful food, strong roofs, and joyful families are gifts so inherent to their lives that they are seldom valued.
But then, with one fell swoop, fate brings forth catastrophe, war, and famine. The great sword of destiny slashes again and again, toppling kingdoms and ending civilizations. These horrid events may, indeed, happen in quick succession for centuries on end, offering no relief, mercilessly devastating all of existence.
One such time brought the glory of the Equestrian Empire, the greatest power known to the world for eras, crumbling down. The sword and horn of the Thalmor Unicorns,
The DreamerThe Dreamer1 year ago in Drama More Like This
It has not been long since I returned to Equestria…since the darkness of Nightmare Moon was banished from me. A few years may seem long to one, but compared to a thousand years in exile, it feels like but a moment. Only a breath since I awoke from that nightmare. I awoke to a world far different than the one I had known so long ago. Perhaps in this world, I would find the love and acceptance I felt I had been denied.
The memories of that nightmare, as the queen of darkness, still haunt me. But there are bittersweet memories from before that time…They cause me pain as well. My elder sister has advised me to open up about them – perhaps it will bring me closure. And so it is that I write this tale.
It is the story of the dreamer.
A century ago, I ruled over the ponies of Equestria with my sister. Princess of the Night was my role. With it came many duties – the governing of the stars and moon, the partnered ruling over disputes and crimes in the
Dear IdiotThis work of fan fiction contains characters, ideas, situations, and places found in the Hasbro Studios series "My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic". No infringement of copyright is implied by this work of satire and parody, and this work is meant as a celebration of the people involved in the creation, development, and production of the series.Dear Idiot4 years ago in Humor More Like This
Written by The Descendant
His Majesty Prince Blueblood
Prince of Unicorns
Her Majesty Princess Celestia
Reigning Sovereign of the Equestrians
It's probably the doughnuts I'm currently ingesting at what can best be described as a "monumental rate", but I had the sudden irresistible urge pop you off a letter stating how terribly you buggered up the gala this year.
In case you were wondering the pleasant little unicorn you trod all over this evening was a personal friend of my Designate. That unicorn, Rarity (which is her name, by the way, in case you forgot it whilst staring at every haunch
The love of an ArchangelThe love of an Archangel7 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
Like the shooting star I saw the previous night
With a warm breeze blowing through my hair,
Especially the freeze of winter kisses
It was odd,
Cold, ice cold;
And I couldn't shiver
I didn't crave the warmth
The heat of the fire
With flames dancing in the fireplace
The warmth from the flurry of air was enough,
Heat filled me from the inside... out
Brushing against my skin
With the touch of a feather
A feather with the shimmer of gold
Many of them, thousands ?
strewn by hand to create perfect
So I leaned into the comfort,
Of safety and all worries faded...
I though it was impossible
Maybe just a dream
I felt myself driven into
Losing touch with reality
But gripped tight and brought back to reality,
When honey filled with whiskey
Colored eyes met mine
You and I are one forever...
My angel would send whispers though my ears
Filling the emptiness
The piece of my soul
That I have never discovered
The Princess and The KnightNote: Alternative links!The Princess and The Knight3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
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The Princess and The Knight
"And then what happened?"
"Then, the beautiful princess summoned all her magic, and blasted the diamond dogs back to their kingdom!" The older pony fussed about with the little foal's blankets, tucking them in here and there. The filly clutched her little doll tightly in her tiny hooves. "Equestria was safe again, and everypony lived happily ever after. The end."
The small pony yawned. "Was the princess Princess Celestia?"
A cheeky grin. "Maybe."
Cadance and Twilight stifled their giggling, their muted amusement echoing down the stairs and through the empty lower level of the home. The little unicorn's parents were out for the evening, and Cadance had leaped at the opportunity to foalsit for the filly she considered a sister. Her horn briefly glowed
What Hurts the Most Part 1It was raining again, April showers as it were. Seemed to rain a lot these days, not that Big Macintosh minded at all. The rain better suited his mood. There was a calming effect to the steady cadence of it on the roof, the way it fell on the already sodden grounds. He was cold, sitting on the front porch while the storm circulated around the farm. The cold felt good, too. It reminded him that he could feel something other than pain. It had been a year already and still there was a dull ache in his heart, a wound to his spirit that would never heal. It hurt every day like it had in the beginning.What Hurts the Most Part 13 years ago in Drama More Like This
The door of the house opened and Applejack came out. She had a blanket between her teeth that she draped around Big Macinthosh's withers. Then she took up a seat beside him and they sat together in silence. She sat with him like this a lot in the past year. They spoke less to each other than they had their entire lives, yet somehow they'd grown closer. He knew that without the support of his s
Sunny Skies All Day LongSunny Skies All Day LongSunny Skies All Day Long4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
The sun was setting in Canterlot with the moon just creeping over the horizon. Princess Celestia walked into her bedroom, her mane put up into curlers. Luna followed close behind her, listening intently while sipping a cup of coffee as Celestia related the tale of her most recent visit to Ponyville.
"I mean seriously Luna, this is the second time they could have avoided the problem by simply ASKING me. Why don't they feel like they can just talk to me? It's like I'm PRINCESS Celestia instead of Princess Celestia."
Celestia's horn glowed as she levitated her crown off of her head. She briefly considered flinging it against the wall in frustration, but composed herself and set it down in its place on her bedside table. She floated over her nightgown to guard against the chill night air of the mountain as she vented her annoyance to her sister.
"I have everypony bowing and scraping before me over every litt
Through the Wall (Karkat x Reader) 1/2A faux wail broke through the silence of my apartment. I felt like screaming as loud sobbing kept me from sleeping for the third night in a row. The paper thin wall of my apartment did little to stop the noise from filtering into my bedroom. Slowly, I pried my eyes open to look at the clock.Through the Wall (Karkat x Reader) 1/210 months ago in Short Stories More Like This
My fingers twitched as some crappy popular love song from two years ago started blaring. Rather than screaming and waking up my own neighbors, I tossed onto my side and tried to block out the racket with a pillow. I couldn’t make out the words, but the droning sounds were still identifiable enough to be a nuisance. Despite the noise from my neighbor’s room, I gradually felt myself succumbing to sleep. My muscles relaxed slowly and I focused on my own breathing, rather than the voices.
It worked, until the noise became even louder than before.
Sister ArmorSISTER ARMORSister Armor1 year ago in Comedy More Like This
An MLPFIM Fan-script written by Julian Yeo
Twitter: @judacris judacris.tumblr.com
SCENE: The Crystal Empire, near the Crystal Palace
Twilight and Spike arrive at The Crystal Empire, and make their way towards The Crystal Palace.
Twilight: (breathes in the air) "It's always great to come back to The Crystal Empire."
Spike: "Yeah. (hesitating) Why are we here again? What did Princess Cadance say?"
Twilight: "It wasn't clear. The letter was short. She needed us urgently back in the Crystal Empire for something. I guess we'll find out when we meet her."
Spike: "This won't involve me falling from a great height again, will it?"
Twilight: "(giggles) I don't think so, Spike."
(cut to the two heading towards the palace. They arrive at the Crystal Hall.)
SCENE: The Crystal Palace, Crystal Hall
(The two princesses approach in the usual fashion)
September PMV (Lyrics)I can't rememberSeptember PMV (Lyrics)2 years ago in Songs & Lyrics More Like This
What happened in Septemeber
When everything is gone
When it's dark and I'm alone
It's been forever
Since I could have remembered
Where the hell is everypony
I just wanna know the story
Of what happened right before
I became so alone
Still can't remember
What happened in September
Back when everypony died
Trails of blood thoughout my stride
I just discovered
That ponies were defeated
By something really strong
Is it very weird and wrong
It just doesn't belong
Like it cae out of this world
*Finally, finally it's done! It's finally done!*
*Stop him! He's trying to kill us all! Stop him!*
*NO! No. I'm going to save you all, don't you try and stop me!*
I've regained a small memory
Came to my head
Just like that suddenly
I think I've
Gotten a clue
Something tells me this is wrost then what I knew
*This is your redemtion day, everyony! Go away from me! Stay away from me! Go away! You can't touch me now! You see this button here?*
*I'M GONNA PRESS IT!!!*
I just remembered what
Empty ThreatThe red one. It stands out among the others to you. The stupid thing just sits there, squirming and making weird little cooing noises. They all just crawl around and when they spot you they head your way. You try and shove them off, pushing them away with your foot but one misstep and tangled feet lead to you falling flat on your ass. You would describe them as swarming although it was more like playfully tackling. Now it seemed you were the center of attention, all of them start climbing and prodding and nibbling and cooing.Empty Threat4 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
The red one catches your attention again, its trying to climb up your arm. You rip it off and give it a scathing glare. It squeaks and tries to wiggle out of your grip but it has no such luck.
You sit there for a while, staring at it. The others have moved on to playing with each other but some still want to play with you. The teal one keeps nudging you and squeaks to get your attention. It works. You face it but your glare softens when you see her. She smiles at
SlendermanXReader Pt2SlendermanXReader Pt21 year ago in Short Stories More Like This
He seemed to stare at you...without eyes. He stood directly in front of you, no more than five feet, now. He stood tall and erect at first, but bent his knees to become eye-level to you.
"Wh-What the hell a-" he placed his bony, pale hand over your mouth. You couldn't move. You were paralyzed by pain and fear. And this thing seemed pleased by that. Where his mouth should be, it began to rip, and seep a fluid...a fluid much like tar. it dripped to the ground, melting through the grass and plants. It looked worse that anything you had ever seen. It was grotesque and disgusting; resembling tearing flesh with oozing black, infected blood, his mouth approached your body...Was he..smelling you?
He didn't seem to want to hurt you...but he seemed more and more familiar to you. This thing...was he what killed the children...
"You were the man in the street!" You exclaimed through the hand that muffled your voice. He was. This was him. But what what this monster you had labeled "hi
Practice :Equius X Reader:PracticePractice :Equius X Reader:2 years ago in Romance More Like This
Equius X Reader
"Alright you worthless, students. I'd love to let y'all do whatever you want and sleep, but I got busted for that last week. One of my old students, (Name), is gonna help you with.. What was it?"
"Archery" you whispered at the PE teachers side.
"Right. So listen up!" He yelled and the whole class shut up, standing stiffly in a long line.
The grass was on the upper field of the school, nice cool grass for the waiting students to rest on. You picked a few kids to get up and try out the bows and arrows. You made a few kids run laps. 1 Slapped your ass. Another started a "sword" fight with the arrows. Others just refused to listen.
These kids thought you wouldn't take this seriously? Boy were they wrong. You loved archery and were glad to teach these punks how its done!
You didn't wear a PE uniform like the students did. As Mr. (Teacher) said, you were his old student. 2 years ago you went to this Jr High.
You were wearing a (fav color) long sleeve, with a black ho
Through the Wall (Karkat x Reader) 2/2I surveyed the darkening sky as dusk settled in, the warmth of the (coffee/tea/hot chocolate) heating my fingertips. Karkat’s first two classes were canceled and I had free time on my hands so when he pestered me I didn’t think twice. Carefully balancing the two drinks, I slipped inside Karkat’s unlocked apartment.Through the Wall (Karkat x Reader) 2/210 months ago in Short Stories More Like This
I couldn’t help but beam as I thought about how I had managed to coerce Karkat into agreeing to spend our time watching movies, a horror movie at that. At first he had fought to see a comedy, romance movies had been out of the question the last few weeks, but offering to make (drink) had sealed the deal. He didn’t need to know I had already made it before he called.
With a bounce in my step, I sauntered down the hallway intent on waiting for him on his couch like normal but I stopped halfway. Karkat’s door was open for once, normally he was pretty particular about his privacy. Shuffling from inside drew me in. A mischievous s
Eridan x reader - harpoon part 3Eridan x reader - harpoon part 33 years ago in Romance More Like This
Eridan x reader - harpoon part 3
For the past few weeks your shoulder had been healing. Your arm was kept in a sling so you would not damage it shaking it around; and it was still very sore. Eridan came to visit you everyday, made sure you had company, and took care of you when your lusus was away getting food. As the weeks past you found yourself falling in love with him; little did you know, he was falling in love with you too.
You guys would laugh, share secrets or tell embarrassing stories; you two never got tired of it! And today, your lusus said that your arm was good enough for you to go outside and take a walk with out re-opening the wound.
You wait excitedly for Eridan to arrive; unable to contain your cry of joy when you see him walking up to the door of your hive from the beach. He opens the door and let's himself inside; where you rush over to give him a hug. He blushes heavily and you smile wide.
"Hello, _______. Are you ready?"
"Yeah totally come on!"
Russia x Nerd!Reader - Would You Like To Join Me?Russia x Nerd!Reader - Would You Like To Join Me?Russia x Nerd!Reader - Would You Like To Join Me?2 years ago in Romance More Like This
"Alright kids, remember to finish your book report by this weekend! I won't accept it any later than Monday, 12 o'one, you got that? Any later will be an F! Now pack up your things!" Your teacher said as she erased the things on the white board.
Nodding, you, and the rest of the class, stood up to do as told. It was finally Friday, which means everyone was excited to finally get a break from such a long week of testing. This was such a drag, a whole week of testing and you still have to do a report for school. Do they ever give you a break?
No... You guessed that that was the price of being an honored student. The teachers expected a little too much out of you and your classmates.. Not that you minded, if anything, the work was not too hard for you.
Well... according to the other students/jerks, you were labeled as a 'nerd' for always getting your work done and always having an A in what they called the hard classes.
Benedict Who?Hey, Greg, you busy? - JWBenedict Who?2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Nope. Just finished a case. What's up, John? - GL
Kinda hoping for some company. Been a hard day. - JW
I understand. 8 month anniversary today, isn't it? - GL
... Yeah. So if you wouldn't mind coming over? - JW
Sure. I'm over at Molly's. Give me 20 minutes? - GL
See you then. - JW
A polite knock on the door about half an hour later had John limping to the door to open it. Greg Lestrade walked in, a small smile on his face. John closed the door and led the way to the armchairs in the center of the room. John took Sherlock's old chair while Greg settled into John's usual chair.
"So," Greg started quietly, staring at John. "How you holding up?"
"Been better," John said sadly. "Been worse. It just kind of hit me all at once today, you know?" Greg nodded, sending John a compassionate glance.
"What do you want to do?" Greg asked curiously. "Trade stories, sit in silence, watch telly?" John huffed out a strained laugh and ran a hand through his hair.
"I don't think I
Equius x Reader : Flushed in a DayIt was an ordinary day, really. Nothing special planned, no events to attend. The weather was plain and simple, cloudy with no sign of sun nor rain. You tucked a strand of (h/c) loosely behind your ear, watching the world go by from behind a window.Equius x Reader : Flushed in a Day1 year ago in Romance More Like This
You were in a sweet little cafè, located on a street corner in the middle of town. It was a quiet place; peaceful and pleasant. It served petit cupcakes and sponge slices, tea and coffees, milk shakes and smoothies and such. Really cute, if you thought about it. 'Can cafès even be cute?' You pondered - well, they could be in your view.
Visiting here was a regular thing now, as nothing else would really entertain you in the holidays. You preferred not really being involved with your friends activities - they refused sharing the same interests as you and would only bore you the death if you tagged along one day. You had befriended the waitress working there, the only waitress, it seemed.
Nepeta, she was named. She was just too c
Sherlock: That is Illogical.."Morning," John Watson said. He typed a few keys into his laptop then looked up. There was a banging in the kitchen, then the slam of a mug on a table. "I said, MORNING!" John repeated.Sherlock: That is Illogical..3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
"Well good morning to you as well, John." An irritable Sherlock emerged into the light, a steaming cup of tea gripped in his pale fingers. He sat in the velvety armchair beside his partner.
"You won't be able to guess what I've found just now." John's voice was somewhat grim. Sherlock took a sip from his tea, and John noticed that he had that distant look; the one when he was thinking.
"And what's that?" Sherlock leaned back in the armchair. John noted scents of earl grey.
"Comments.. on the blog. For instance, 'I think my ovaries just exploded'."
Sherlock coughed on his tea a bit, then looked at John questioningly. "What did you post?" Before John could answer, Sherlock set the mug down and lunged for the laptop. Sherlock's eyes scanned the digital text, looking more and more bemused.