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Princess Twilight Sparkle put Equestria first.

She put it first once too often.


Human tag and Alternate universe tags are because this is humanized [a.k.a. everything is the same but they're magical humans].

Inspired by the song '7 minutes' by Dean Lewis.

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“Oh, Princess, I’m so sorry,” said the woman. “I didn’t even know you were dating.”

:raritydespair: this is cruel

Devastating read, love it, thanks as usual Mono

Even if i do not like what i am reading, i will not say that it is not very well written.

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nc #4 · March 15th · · ·

this caused me to shrivel up and die!! this is awesome!!

Poor Twi.

Sounds like her partner should have staged an intervention tbh. Addicted to the validation she received from the citizenry and the sights of everything getting better every day.

Good short story with excellent ending. I like it!

Choices we oft have to make do not come without consequences. At the time, they are what has to be done, but only after do we see our folly. What needs to be is not even a forethought.

Just one more second, just one more minute, one more hour, one more day. Lies we tell ourselves. For the choices we continue to make blind us to the one we should have. Thought provoking, yet insightful–heartbreakingly powerful.

I love this short, and I thank you for writing it.

Ouch that last line.

Posh #9 · March 16th · · ·

As Twilight walked away from Carousel Boutique, her hands shoved into her coat pockets, nothing felt exactly real—not the snow falling around her, not the cold biting her face and neck, not even her own body, which seemed to move from pure inertia, controlled by something other than herself.

She has fallen under the sway of Psycho Mantis! Quick, Twilight, plug the controller into the other port!

“No, you won’t.” Lips planted a warm, loving kiss atop the fabric of a knit-cap. “I’ll keep you warm.”

Thus began Twilight's affair with Rarity's hat. assuming I'm interpreting who's saying what clearly.

Twilight looked away from the empty bench and towards a woman covered head to toe in designer clothes. She knew they were designer clothes because she recognized them, of course. She would recognize them anywhere.

That collaborator bitch Coco Pommel got away with all of it, dammit, whereas the worst regime Rarity ever supported was de Gaulle's.

Her gaze fixated on the elegant logo on the woman’s coat. Three diamonds.

Twilight knew just what to do. She placed a four of diamonds over the coat.

The woman was speaking again, and some part of Twilight’s soul shriveled when her reaction was to immediately turn to her and pay attention, like she did to everyone except the one person that had mattered.

Harvey Keitel?

“I just… Twilight, this can’t go on. What about us? What about you?

“I just need to make sure everything is working. And then it’ll be different. This is the last big thing.”

"One more big score, and we'll have enough bits to leave this place. In just a few weeks, we'll be harvesting mangos in Neighiti!"

“It was important to me that the system changed everywhere in Equestria, including smaller towns like Ponyville.”

She abolished No Child Left Behind! Good on you, Princess. We stan.

I am delighted and charmed that this humanized world still themes everything after horses. Like Equestria Girls!

The woman kept going, and going, and going, and all Twilight could think was how she allowed this to happen. How could she have lost sight of the one thing she was supposed to safeguard above everything else?

This is exactly why Gandalf didn't want to leave the One Ring with Tom Bombadil. This, exactly, is why.

The woman’s eyes softened. When she reached out and squeezed Twilight’s shoulder, Twilight couldn’t even be bothered to be annoyed by how brazenly her personal space was just invaded, because she was too busy being crucified by the woman’s next words, haunting her the entire train ride back to Canterlot and probably for the rest of her life.

“Oh, Princess, I’m so sorry,” said the woman. “I didn’t even know you were dating.”

well mangle my guts and take me for a picnic, if that isn't a punch to the gizzard.

this was very niceies in the sense that it was very very sad. I give it seventeen Harvey Keitels out of a possible nine.

Damn, that is brutal. Just a gut punch of a fic.

Dang that ending. Making you realize how little Rarity must have been a part of her life that people didn't even know they were dating. And that all the people who Twilight sacrifices for don't even know her.
Very alienating and sobering realization.

FTL

Mono, you picked a bloke with some real hard on the heart songs to inspire you.

I remember hearing "Be Alright" back in the day and thinking of how that betrayal would feel... and then playing it for a mate as he went through that same thing some months later as an attempt to remind him that he was not alone going through just that scenario... "... it's over, mate, put the phone away, let her go" became a near mantra for us in conversations over the next year.

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Making you realize how little Rarity must have been a part of her life that people didn't even know they were dating.

Not all relationships of the well known are obvious to those in the general public so it could have just been an artifact of their relationship being kept private... not that this will help Twilight as she blames herself for this situation. In her dark mental state the stranger's reaction simply reminds her, far too rawly, that she was always too focused on the public situation and not enough on the private.

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