> Deadly Nightshade > by EGO_ > -------------------------------------------------------------------------- > Incredulous > -------------------------------------------------------------------------- Luna's perspective: It is nighttime, our favorite time. We have sat down, posture straightened, as we use our horn to maintain thou's quill, that is lightly brushing against the paper with the black ink that is thick. Against the gentle pages, we write in a journal; ''Twilight, Have you ever noticed our emotions? Our feelings towards you? Nay, we have to say. You have not. Although, it is obnoxiously clear that we hold such affection. Your voice, much like honey. Your soft mane, we wish to touch ever so dearly. And your personality, which we are striken by. All of the traits that make you yourself, Twilight, are most ecstatic to the eyes of Equestria. And to our eyes the most. We have seen the world, far and wide. Kingdoms through the ages, beholding only myself and I, many creatures dancing in the nightly sky. But none has captured our heart like you do. We continuously wonder if we can ever be one as lovers do... But why do we feel a sense of guilt coursing through our veins? Perhaps it is shame? Or perhaps it is doubt? Only time shall tell... We just wish we can say all of this out loud without it backfiring or having the possibility of ruining our friendship.'' We sigh, placing the quill down, the glowing magic fading away from our alicorn horn. With our right hoove, we softly closes the journal, looking deeply into the starry sky that is peering through the window where the curtain remains still to the sides. "Could it be that were simply exaggerating ones emotions...?" We speak as if asking the night. "Tomorrow morning, a royal dinner will be held. Tia, oneself, Cadence, and Twilight shall be there...but...one is most nervous about it...about seeing ones dear Twilight..." Suddenly, out of nowhere, one hears a "ahem!" from behind. We quickly turn around, seeing a pale white princess standing there, snickering. "Dear sister!" One shouts out of surprise "How long have you been awake?! And how much of that did you hear?!" Tia only continues to snicker, giggling at one’s nervous antics. "Oh Luna, I'm so sorry to have eavesdrop. Were you talking to yourself?" Our cheeks begin to flush, dumbfounded by all of this. "N-No...I mean! Yes...!" "Correct me if I'm wrong, Luna, but did you nickname Twilight 'dear'?" We gulp, stuttering uncontrollably as anxiety raises in our chest. "Y-You heard th-that?" Tia only smiles and nods before exiting our personal room, shutting the door behind her, and leaving the room to become dark once again. "There is no way Tia knows..." We mumble, pacing the shadowy room. ~~~~ It was first thing in the morning. After our everlasting, and exhausting, events of looking out for ponies in their dreams, one will admit that were not yet ready for this royal dinner. Mostly due to the fact that one’s magical crush will be attending… “It will not be so bad…” One has never been the most talkative pony. Always a anxious mess in social gatherings, constantly running away to a totally different room in fear of judgement or rude comments from others. But Twilight Sparkle had made sure we feel comfortable. Twilight had always welcomed one with open arms, making socializing an easier task when with her. But on ones own? one freezes up, and it’s unbearable. Perhaps that is why no pony would ever want to be around oneself. The ponies of Equestria are so lively, so happy. We stand out in a crowd of ponies. It is truly a sore sight. Was it one’s lack of energy? Enthusiasm? Appearance? One is most definitely considered ‘different’ from the rest. The insecurity is disturbing ones backwards mind. But what is so disturbing is oneself among the ponies when they look at oneself. One supposes that nothing will ever change, no matter the progress of ‘development’. Okay, enough being depressed, Luna. We have a dinner to attend to. And it would be a disappointing shame if the ruler of the night sky should be late. Later that said morning, Tia and I stand at the sides outside of the castle entrance, waiting for Princess Cadence and Princess Twilight to arrive. The sun is bright, the weather hot. The heat feels like it is burning ones navy blue coat. How much longer til they show up? Thou looks up at Tia, who has not moved a muscle, nor has she stopped smiling. How does ones big sister do it? She just continues smiling, no worry in the world. One is truly envious of her ability to keep marching onwards like that… With a loud huff and a stomped hoof, we look forward once again, away from facing Tia. Finally, the fellow princesses come along with large smiles on their faces. “It has been a while, hasn’t it?” Tia asks Cadence and Twilight, to which all of them agree. “Thank you all for joining us for this spontaneous occasion!” Tia welcomes them into the castle, where a large table is met with different varieties of vegetarian food options. One makes sure to sit at the seat that has been placed the closest to Twilight, which makes our heart want to pound out of one’s own chest. Twilight had been trying not to seem so nervous, like oneself is doing. Cadence and Tia on the other hoof, look just fine, as the both of them have what seems to be a lovely chat. Twilight and oneself converse with each other the most. Twilight passionately spoke of all the light novels that she has read thus far. It has always been a treat to watch the beautiful pony babble on and on about what she loves, as she tends to get so lost in the sea of love for what she enjoys for her hobbies and interests. Beholding her eyes light up with fascination for knowledge is truly inspiring to us! One does take a bite of a piece of fruit, that had been Twilight’s favorite. With delight, we happily chew. “Mm!” “Do you like it, Luna?” Twilight eagerly asks one’s opinion. One does answer, “My, Twilight Sparkle. You didn’t lie to us when you told us that this was an excellent food choice!” Twilight let’s out a cute little giggle “Would you say I have good taste then?” Blushing at her teasing remark towards oneself, we answer once more. “Why, yes, of course! One hasn’t had the time for such healthier food preparations, considering one sleeps throughout the day. So, this was a nice surprise.” Twilight’s smile might as well be the death of oneself. Because when she looked into ones eyes without any hesitation, one knew right away that the two of us had potential to deepen our bond and connection. . . . > Letter > -------------------------------------------------------------------------- Luna's perspective: Later that day, the dinner is at an end. Tia and oneself had said goodbye to Cadence and Twilight. We had wished to rush to Twilight to quickly wrap ones hooves around her, pulling into a deep hug. But oneself remained silent, as for one did not want Twilight to feel uncomfortable. Twilight is so enchanting that one fears that oneself cannot be rid of the urges to hug or even kiss her. We can't even keep ones eyes off of Twilight when around her. These feelings are certainly suffocating... Today was, surprisingly, a good day today. One would expect drama or boredoms from dinners or fancy events. But because Twilight was there, sitting beside us, it made the dinner a little bit cozy and less awkward. That is what was good about it. ~~~~ “Twilight, Seeing you yesterday was such a fulfilling experience. Yes, perhaps one was eager to have more equality time with you. But nevertheless, one hadn't laughed that much in such a long time. How do you do it? Having the ability to make ponies feel like they're on top of the world. It certainly can't be easy, can it? We are total opposites, Twilight Sparkle. Yet, we find each other in our hearts.” We write in the secondary page of ones journal, again, being covered in the moonlight that is sparkling from outside. We had just finished watching over the sleeping Ponies dreams. All was well, and all is well. No horrific nightmares to fight against. One looks at the small alarm clock that is sitting beside ones comfortable bed. it's almost time for Tia to raise the sun. One yawns, feeling restless, much like one does every night after duty. But suddenly, before we can get into bed to finally sleep, something appears lot of thin air into ones lap. It was a scroll, nearly wrapped in a crimson red silk. On top of the silk pressed down a yellow waxed stamp seal with a horseshoe in the center. "Ah, what could this be?" One says while opening the scroll with our magic. It's a letter from Twilight! One does blush in anticipation. “Dear Princess Luna, Recently I have been gifted from your sister with the strong ability of the Pegasus. Flight! I haven't made much progress with my new power or even becoming a princess. It's a scary, but fascinating, new experience! Not for me, but for everypony! My good friend, Rainbow Dash, has been trying to teach me. But, she can be a little too bold for my learning tastes. If I may ask from you, in hopes you're not busy with your nightly duties, that you would help me learn how to take control of my wings and become a better flyer! Your honorable friend, Twilight Sparkle.” We smile wildly, becoming excited by the offer. One quickly summons ones quill, along with a fresh scroll, and begins to write down: “Dear Twilight Sparkle, One may not be too busy to teach you the flight of an Alicorn. With new abilities comes great rewards, as long as you are determined enough to overcome the obstacles of learning. For you, anything is possible. And for you, one shall gladly give you knowledge of your new wings. We shall see what happens once we meet. Let us greet each other first thing after we raise the moon, then we shall have the night all to ourselves, dear Twilight. One knows of a perfect spot that'll certainly make this the best flying practice ever. Yours, Princess Luna” One’s navy blue horn lights up, sending a scroll back to Twilight that is wrapped in a dark blue silk, much like the red silk. "We have never knew she wanted to do this!" One says out loud, overflown with giddiness, like a teen pony with a school crush. "Twilight asked us to help her!" One smiles and giggles, laying back into our bed, looking up at the ceiling. . . . > Practice > -------------------------------------------------------------------------- Luna's perspective: Before the sun came up, a beautiful lavender Alicorn had asked oneself to teach her to better herself into becoming a stronger, well trained, flyer. We cannot lie, one failed to see Twilight asking oneself for help with this particular task. But one is happy from the offer. Time with Twilight Sparkle would be a godsent from the heavens, anyways. And it's not like ponies have had any doubts or nightmares recently, so spending the night out with Twilight should be a promising experience. It was time. One had just finished raising the moon after Tia had said goodnight. One's dear sister doesn't know of oneself and Twilight's night together. One believes that it is best to avoid telling her all together. We stand at the edge of the balcony at the top of the castle, high off from the ground. One boldly grins, spreading ones navy blue wings, stepping off the balcony, and slowly cruising against the cold night's wind, feeling the gentle breeze on ones body. We hope no pony saw. This isn't something that thou would be allowed to do. To sneak out without alerting Tia or any of the royal guards. But the rush of feeling freedom, no longer bounded by such a busy schedule, feels great! Once we come to flying over Ponyville, one looks around, all the ponies are asleep. All of the lights in ponyville is no more for tonight. It’s like nature was holding it’s breath. We land, gracefully, feeling the wet grass against ones hooves. "So quiet, so peaceful." One does mumble to oneself as we begin to walk to Twilight's personal library. Ones hoovesteps echoes throughout the small little village, trotting along the path one has began walking on. Once we successfully made the trip to Twilight's library, she had immediately swung the door open, almost like she was waiting for us by the door all along. "Welcome, Princess Luna!" Twilight gives us a warm greeting, making us stop and stare in the doorway. “Is there something on my face?" "Ah!" We gulp, snapping back to reality, feeling a lump in the middle of one’s throat. "Please do pardon thou's rudeness, Twilight! We was just..." One quickly looks around, finding any excuse to make Twilight believe that oneself was not just entranced by Twilight's gorgeousness. "We was just looking at all of the books in your library! Quite a remarkable collection!” One falsely smiles, trying to make it sound believable. Twilight giggles, moving aside for us to set hoove into the room. "Then I'll move out of the way so you can see my books more thoroughly!" Once we step inside, Twilight shuts the door behind her. Books, books, and more books, all neatly surrounding the walls. "I made some tea that I think you might like, Princess Luna!" "Please, just Luna." "Okay, Luna. Do you like jasmine tea?" One gives a simple nod, admiring Twilight's dorky little smile aiming towards oneself. Truthfully, one never tried jasmine tea before. Twilight begins to pour two tea cups of the tea, the aroma filling the room with the warm scent. "I figured, before we head to the area you mentioned in your letter, that we would have some tea before leaving!" We both take a seat on Twilight’s couch, facing each other. One takes a sip of the tea, pressing ones lips firmly onto the small tea cup. "Thank you, Twilight, for the tea. One usually does drink tea before ones duty in the dream realm to help with relaxation. We usually stick with green tea with sugar added in it, but one does not mind trying out new flavors every once in a while.” One does watch as Twilight happily gulps down the rest of her tea, practically soaking up the sweet, floral flavor. Twilight and oneself had chatted for a few minutes before leaving for the flight lesson. We then leave into the atmospheric, shadowy, night. one then takes a notice that Twilight is so close to oneself that she is practically bumping into us on purpose. Our wings, and our bodies, hurled up together side by side. Twilight shivers, her body shaking. Something about her pressing up against oneself as we walk, and her little shivers from the nights cold fury, is making ones stomach twist and turn like a roller coaster. “It sure is cold out here” Twilight anxiously says Grinning, one tries to reassure the new princess “Cold nights in Equestria is fairly common.” Twilights shivers, her teeth chattering. She looks up at us, our eyes meeting. “So it’s always like this?” “Seeing how you are this cold, one supposes we can help you stay warm,” covering ones left wing over Twilights back, making sure ones full wing is completely covering the slightly shorter alicorn as we continue walking. With blush running across her face, Twilight sheepishly looks away, breaking our eye contact. “Luna, how far away is the place you wanted to go to?” “It is not too far, just a little further. This mentioned area one has spoken of is where our sister and oneself learned to fly.” We look down at Twilight, giving her a playful smirk. “Did we mention it is in the Everfree Forest?” “Oh, Luna. Do you think I’m scared of the forest?” “We shall see, dear Twilight.” ~~~~ Deep in the Everfree Forest, Twilight and oneself walk up something with a high drop off. “A cliff?!” Twilight exclaims, looking down from the edge to the ground. “Why, yes, of course.” Twilight looks behind her shoulder, staring at us for a few seconds before finally speaking up. “Are you sure, Luna? This could be dangerous! A safety hazard! What if I’m not ready for this?!” Twilight flops down into the grass, frantically covering her head with her arms. We slowly approach her from behind, gently placing ones hoove onto the back of her neck, sitting to the left of her. “Twilight, please listen.” Twilight doesn’t budge, nor does she look up at us with those perfect luminous eyes. We continue speaking, stroking the back of her neck. “You mustn’t be afflicted by fear of the unknown. Find your courage, and trust your wings.” Twilight lifts her head up, looking down at the bottom of the cliff once again. “I don’t know, Luna…it’s pretty high! What if I fall?!” “Then if you fall, we shall catch you.” Twilight’s eyes light up, hope glimmering in her pupils. “I believe you” She tells us in a hushed voice We whisper back with a proud smile “Good” Twilight rises to her hooves, exuding self-assurance, now standing. She steps back, positioning herself at the center of the cliff, lightly grazing her hoof against the grass and soil, readying herself. Her focus is palpable. You can almost taste her concentration. With swift movements, Twilight extends her wings, sprinting towards the edge at full speed, soaring into the night sky with her wings flapping in a calming rhythm. “You did it!” one exclaims, feeling proud of the younger alicorn as we carefully watch her in the air. One does watch in awe as Twilight effortlessly flies through the air, her mane flowing behind her like a comet's tail. What a beautiful sight indeed! Once Twilight is finished soaring amongst the wind, she lands perfectly by us. We closely lean one’s head towards Twilight, gently whispering in her ear. “Told you” Twilight shyly blushes “I know you did” One can tell we are getting a little closer, especially after tonight. “Would you…” Twilight pauses “Yes?” “Would you like to race?” One looks at Twilight, feeling a burst of laughter fill the hollowed night. “Ah haha! Race? Like an actual race?” Twilight takes a step back, her surprise evident as she comprehends the potential impropriety of her previous suggestion to the ruler of the night. “Only if you are comfortable, princess!” "Well, one has not experienced any thrills lately… However, it seems unlikely that one will in the near future..." Pausing briefly, we gaze at the celestial expanse of the nighttime galaxy, hoping for some form of response. Twilight tilts her head in need of an answer “Princess Luna?” “Okay, Twilight. Let us race through the dead of night!” Twilight and oneself stand tall at the edge of the cliff, our bodies almost dangling over. If it is a race that dear Twilight wants, then it is a race that she shall get! “Go!” Twilight blurts out, taking on the role as the lead flyer. “Ah! Right!” One exclaims, unprepared for the sudden take off. The wind rushes past ones face as one pushes oneself to fly faster. We soar through the starlit sky, our wings beating like a drum. The moon shines brightly above us. As Twilight and oneself race through the night, one can feel the adrenaline coursing through one’s veins. The thrill of the competition fuels ones every move, pushing one to fly higher. Twilight's determination is evident in her eyes, her gaze hyper fixated ahead. We twist and turn through the night, going around obstacles that come our way. The moonlight illuminates our path, guiding us through the darkness. The sound of our large wings in unison fills the air. With every passing moment, the race becomes more intense. Twilight and oneself push to our limits, each determined to outdo the other. The night sky becomes a blur as we fly at breakneck speed, the muscles in our bodies tense. With one final burst of energy, one surges forward, overtaking Twilight in a breathtaking display of speed. One hadn't flown like this in years! It almost feels addicting to have so much adrenaline bursting through ones royal veins! “You won!” Twilight happily squeals towards oneself, with a smile of admiration on her cute face. We land back onto the cliff, taking our time to catch our breaths. "Amazing!" Twilight says, her voice filled with cheer. “You’re definitely the ruler of the night!” One does smile back at her, grateful for the exhilarating time. The night air is filled with a sense of camaraderie. “You were pretty great yourself, Twilight Sparkle. You are such a fast learner!” “No, no, no! You, Luna, you’re the pony who won! I think you should leave all the gratitude from me to you!” Sitting down onto the ground, one feels ones own body rest and relax from the effort of the race. “You’re too kind, Dear Twilight—“ Getting cut off, one feels a tight grip around one’s body, being abruptly interrupted, embracing us into her arms, accompanied by the fragrance of her perfume. The air becomes charged with an electric energy, crackling with anticipation. It's as if time itself had paused. As Twilight's ethereal touch caresses ones coat, a shiver runs down ones spine, awakening every nerve ending. The fragrance of her perfume dances. It's a delicate blend of floral notes, with hints of jasmine and rose, similar to the tea we had. Ones body relaxes, surrendering to the embrace of Twilight, knowing that in her presence, there is solace and comfort. It's a moment to cherish, a moment that will forever be etched in the depths of ones soul. In this moment, as Twilight's embrace and fragrance envelop our body, one is transported to a realm where dreams and reality intertwine. It's a moment of pure magic. Twilight reminds oneself that one is never truly alone, even after an eternity of drowning isolation. Tonight was truly fantastic… . . . > Discovery > -------------------------------------------------------------------------- Luna’s perspective: Once, one’s ignorance was bliss. Knowing all, and knowing nothing, at the same time. There was something about relationships. Romance had made our stomach turn inside out, refusing any offer, any love proposal, from these stallions who we never even knew. All of the foolish suitors annoyed us with their lame love gimmicks, handing flowers and chocolate covered sweets to oneself, like conversing with a filly. Celestia, on the other hoof, bathed in the ‘beauty’ of gifts from the male ponies. Whatever was the appeal to the stallions? Tia always told one that one was just hard to impress, making up excuses for one’s lack of interest. One had always hated the stallions who came and go in the castle, in and out of Celestia’s sacred bed chambers during my routine of the night. Tia always thought we was stubbornly oblivious about the fact she took interest in some of the stallions. Like it or not, it’s true. One had always stood alone, filled with anger, wanting love. One has never met any pony who made one truly in love before. Until a certain pony. And recently, one has made a self discovery. The reason, all along, for one’s dead interest in male ponies, is that one prefers more feminine ponies in this world. Ponies who are mares, instead of stallions. Isn’t that completely and utterly clearly? One can’t believe it took us so many moons to figure it out. These feelings have always been buried somewhere inside oneself. With this newfound understanding, we feel a sense of liberation. No longer do we have to pretend to be interested in the advances of male ponies, no longer does one have to force oneself to fit into a mold that was never meant for us. We can now embrace our true self, our true desires. The thought of being with Twilight, of sharing our love with she who understands us, excites us in a way that we never thought possible. And as we embark on this new journey of self-discovery and acceptance, we feel a sense of peace and contentment that we have never experienced before. Love, in its truest form, knows no boundaries or limitations. And we are ready to embrace it wholeheartedly. ~~~~ Two compassionate bodies danced together in the moonlight, shadows merging together. Hooves tightly squeeze around ones soulful waist, pulling us closer. Humming moans fill the dark room, leaving nothing but hollowed breath. The two intertwined ponies conveyed their longing and desire for one another through a romantic intimacy, the bed sheet damp with arousal. Shortness of breath from ones climax remained incessantly, on and on. Thoughts of a lavender princess swallowed us whole. How she would softly whimper at our kisses down her curvy neck, how she would behave when getting her alone in a room, destined for a impactful moment between us. These thoughts, and urges, were new. One had never felt such delightful heat in ones navy blue body. As we continued to dance, our movements became more urgent and fervent, our navy and purple bodies moving in perfect harmony as we explore the depths of desires. The moonlight was a glow, highlighting the curves and contours of the two bodies as we moved together in a sensual rhythm. Our hearts beat as one, our souls entwined in a passionate embrace that transcended the physical realm. With each touch, each caress, the pony and oneself felt a deep connection that went beyond words. As we had reached the peak of their passion, our bodies trembled with ecstasy, cries of pleasure echoing through the room. In that moment, the pony and oneself were lost in each other, consumed by intensity. And as we lay entwined in each other's arms, our bodies still shaking with the aftershocks of their lovemaking, we knew that they had found something truly special in each other. A bond that would endure through space, a love that would never fade. But that was only a dream made up from ones desperate mindset. With a sudden jolt, we raise out of bed, panting from that indescribable dream. With a groan, one says "That was definitely something..." One aggressively grabs the pillow behind our heads with our hoof, hitting our face into the pillow as we slowly process the dream. . . .