Friendship Letters

How many nights do you lie awake In the darkest place? How many days do you shed the pain Of your darker days? ...

Mina lays across her bed. Peacefully fallen asleep. Her quill rested onto the paper in the little pink book in which she wrote out her thoughts: Imagination is my bestie! Silly string makes a mess everywhere It's sticky and gooey and gets in my hair We did dress up and dancing and other fun things ...

Lock On genuinely dislike dfoals in general, and the sneaking suspicion that the orphanage had been feeding the child with sweet lies about himself wasn't helping. Despite all that, the moment that tiny little Everglow called him "Papa" was without a doubt, one of the weirder days of his life. He felt so happy and content, yet wistful at the thought that he's standing before this child without "mama", which the child mentioned soon after. He's delayed bringing the little one home, for reaso...

Prince Artemis just couldn't take his eyes away. No matter how hard he really tried. He just couldn't understand it. How could such a beautiful creature be made with his help? A beautiful mare that is sure to grow up and take on the world. A mare that may be fierce and clever, but at the moment was sound asleep. Lilith Moon, a precious mare that is to be growing up too fast for him already. Watching her sleep seemed to bring peace to him, but also. It seemed to bring back a special memory. ==...

Migraine came back in full force. Might as well write something to pass the time while I wait for my number. Vanil had 3 drafts to go with, one of them is for her to be in an abusive relationship (Note that I didn't play that big a part in making Vanil, as mentioned in the "About Me"). Imagine K.Flay's song "Cops" (honestly, never heard of it and don't intend to) crammed into an oc, that's one of her earliest iteration, as referred to by her creator. Thank goodness I managed to convince them ...

Asuka was having a hard time sleeping tonight. It certainly wasn't because the bed wasn't comfortable. She actually wasn't quite sure why it was so hard for her to fall asleep at the moment. No matter what she tried her eyes just wouldn't stay closed. It's not like she was cold, or too hot. In fact her parents had managed to keep the house constantly just right. It was completely quiet both inside, and outside of the house. Maybe that was it. Maybe she needed the sounds of a bustling nighttime c...

Wyatt sat in his Office, clenching his eyes shut, opening them once again, his breathing slow. He seemed to be concentrating hard on something. The voice that first spoke was tormented, and sounded like a raspy whisper, almost full of rage. "Do you know how it " The next voice was Wyatt's. "Of course I do. How long have we known each other, after all?" "Far too long." Wyatt sat there talking to this individual, and he appeared to not be enjoying said conversation all that much, although seeme...

No more procrastination. No more excuses. No more major preparations needed. The time has finally come for Solaris and Sunbreaker to split apart. Was Sol still anxious about it? Of course! It's not every day you rip a piece of your soul out of yourself, after all. Solaris sat at the desk that was within his room, looking down at all the tools that were gathered. An open book, some chalk, and most importantly a dagger. This was no ordinary dagger, though. The blade was created from a mix of quart...

Welcome to Spellopolis Plaza! Unicorns of all ages come here to prove their worth in magical turf war battles! Starting at the age of 14, unicorns gain the ability to use their magic for these turf war battles. Every unicorn has their own weapon preference, all of which are powered by the magic of their horns. There's the standard magicshot, magic roller, magic charger and the magicbrush to name a few. The goal of the sport is to get the most of your team's magical essence on the ground than the...

Dear My Old Self, I've been looking back at the old Friendship letters that you/I made. I now cringe at you, myself. The Friendship Letters I made were so random, I made a lot of typos and such and had no understanding of what I was talking about. (Well, except for the "Dear Hasbro," one) So this is advice for future me. Please, when you read this tell me if it made any sense at all. If there was meaning. And Remember not to leave Canterlot Avenue for about 3 months again, because you/I do that...

In the early afternoon Detective Joe Winters exits his house, and enters his vehicle. His wife watches from the front door as his vehicle backs out of the driveway, and heads off down the street. As far as she knows he's off to the police station. Things have been very tough for him, and all the other detectives, and officers lately. She's hoping that whatever it is that's causing them all so much stress will be over soon. Joe on the other hand doesn't just hope. He's certain what he's doing tod...

I seem to have ended up in a strange land after working a case, the place is filled with ponies, and griffons, some dragons. I don't recognize where I am at all, hopefully someone or something can help guide me, for now though. I've got to go it alone.

Though it's universally believed that the mare has a childish and absent mind, Mina's new hobby says otherwise. She finds that writting them down in the form of poetry a great way to release her own thoughts; those too personal for her to write in a journal. Even if no one quite understands the meanings, Mina still picks up her quill. Onto paper the colour of snow, in a cute little pink book, the mare found sometime to be alone, so she could confess her feelings as shown: A brave little kitten ...

Dear self, have i done something wrong? i usually try and make everypony happy - but it just so seems that whatever i do, even if i don't realize it . . . something that i say or do it makes ponies/people upset... i feel awful after this - and i try to apologize, whenever i apologize its real! i truly mean it that i am, "very...sorry," but even sometimes - no matter what i do - they still run away from me.... or.. have you ever heard its very, VERY easy - to smile around everypony else, to...

I never wanted to grow up, I have always defended myself. My exterior grew hard as stone and yet I was hurt quite often. ...

Dear Princess Celestia, I didn't learn anything! Except how to not be irresponsible with money. Looking at saved brony commission art I have and recalling prices from memory only, I think I spent at least $1,100 on art commissions & packs. I don't have a well paying job so I shouldn't have spent that much money on mere picture files. I understand that art skill is rare and difficult to develop, which explains the price, but I'm just saying that the benefit of digital art pics might not be ...

So I see that today is the day of the final episode. I'm a bit ashamed to admit that I fell out of my own frequency of watching the show some time ago. But here we are, 9 years and a whole generation wrapped later, with a new generation soon to come. As I see everyone is talking about their experiences and how they came to discover the Magic of Friendship, I feel like I should share a bit as to how I managed to stumble into the wonderful world of pastel colored horses. It was back dur...

"When I met her eyes, it was like the world stopped moving. There was a connection there, unlike anything I'd ever felt before. When I finally met the Princess, I could feel what I saw. Someone just as broken as myself. One who knew death. Who'd seen the things I had. I remember inviting her to share a drink after the Games. Was it a date? I could flatter my ego and say yes, but it was more just two souls who felt a connection to another for the first time in a long time. We shared some experien...

I must admit, writing in a journal, expressing my thoughts feels rather.. foreign. I'm more for photographs when capturing moments to cherish them later. Maybe it's because writing requires me to actually reflect on my inner thoughts and feelings before expressing them? That, in of just itself, is something I've rarely been able to do. For as long as I can remember, I've always had to act calm and collected with a level head due to the expectations Father had for me. Even when Mother was lost to...

"I just....I need wisdom in my actions. I need...guidance. I know that we have a plan. He got the solution to defeat this Tyrant. To end his games. B-But....what if it isn't enough? What if we can't kill it. I don't fear my own death. But I fear dying before I can guarantee a safe future for the ones I care about..." He was frustrated. The weight on his shoulders, that is usually shared with his Brother, was more present then ever. He was sick and slowly dying. Each passing day his sickness was ...

Storytime with Wyatt's Admin, number idon'tfuckingknow. Blog form cause yay. This one... Now this one is interesting. And I know a few people on here who'd be interested in this. It's not something that directly happened to me but a story I was relayed by someone else... So, everyone knows who General Custer was, aye? Yes, THAT Custer... ...

Asuka swears she was falling just a second ago, but right now she's hanging in the air. She looks up to find her front right hoof being clutched tightly by a silhouette. It's slowly, but surely pulling her up over the ledge. She grabs onto the ledge with her free hoof, and pulls herself up. "Thanks. I thought I was-." When Asuka looks up to speak to her rescuer she finds no one. She stands in confusion for a few seconds before snapping herself out of it. https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=__oZ...

Sirens are actively hunted Whether it be to lessen the competition for fishing (the fisherponies) Or just to get rid of them ...

Asuka had eaten breakfast, and packed up her things to continue her climb. She was expecting another tough day ahead, so she had taken a little extra time to rest after waking up this morning. After having packed up, and being ready to leave Asuka decides to check her campfire one last time just to make sure there are no embers. Sure she was on a freezing mountain, but Smokey the Bear would be upset if she didn't properly put out her fire. Asuka turns back to her fire pit, and leans down to make...

My name is Bluey. A few or so more months have passed ever since I've been living in Ponyville and got myself a mare friend (Or, Special Somepony at this case). But I ask myself, what gives me the strength to keep going and live right now? But I believe I know the answer to that, already. I found out one day where Star Violet and I went shopping in Ponyville for groceries. But, I wasn't feeling so well at the time. It felt like my head was pounding really hard. What the hell was wrong with me...

Her guide had told her to look out for weird stuff today, but she never expected this. Blocking her path wasn't a rock, ice block, or anything natural. It was a restaurant sitting on the side of the mountain. How, and when it got here was a mystery to Asuka. Without much of a choice Asuka enters the building hoping to be able to just walk through. She's greeted by a small lobby with a few dusty chairs, and a podium where a well dressed stallion is standing. Before Asuka can utter a word to qu...

Asuka steps off of the rickety old bus, and turns to watch it as it slowly churns through the snowy wasteland of the Frozen North. She turns back in front of her, and looks up at the mountain ahead of her. Wrapped up in thick winter clothing Asuka makes her way to the only building in sight; a small shack with an old sign reading "GUIDED TOURS." As Asuka enters the shack she's greeted by a small room with a few decorations on the walls, and a counter with a stallion standing behind it. A radi...

Once upon a time, in a kingdom that no longer exists, there lived three princes. The youngest was reckless and always getting into trouble. The middle was... indifferent to just about everything. He didn't care to do anything if something threatened his kingdom. And the eldest, always trying to control everything and hates it when he can't. Unknown to them, they tortured their citizens. Their from families would get injured by youngest one's antics. They get no support from the princes, and whe...

Hello to whichever princes reads this, Don't worry about me, I finished my house and a new friend popped up, literally. a Green earthpony dug his way through my floor. we had tea and it was fun. Living in the Everfree isnt that bad. just got to watch the storms over everything else. last one hit me in the face with a timber wolf leg. that was interesting, how did it get that high and did the storm do that. poor timber wolf. but thats besides the point. i shall send when something of note happ...

Amy would go into her basement. It wasn't particularly different from any other basement. It had boxes piled up of random bits of items such as photo books and such. However, a familiar doll sat in the middle of the room. She would have sat her behind next to the doll. "How are you, Miss? I hope it is cool enough. I know you tend to get heat flashes down here." The would move in with her hooves out. "Whoa! I didn't know you could move!?" The doll would pin Amy on her back softly. Amy would bl...

As the sun rises and its light pours over the land, a little filly is awoken. She smiles brightly and leaps off the bed on to the carpeted floor. She turned to the door and creaked it open. She checked the halls and proceeded to excitedly rush to the master bedroom. She peeks inside and creeps up to the side of the bed. She pounces on the unsuspecting stallion under the sheets. "WAKE UP! WAKE UP! IT'S TIME! IT'S TIIIIIIME!" The orange stallion wakes up startled. "WHA- WHAT... Wha... What's time?...