《(Y/N) and the Amulet- a MLP:FiM Fanfiction》Chapter 8 (g/fem)
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"So, how do you know what we are?"
You almost choke on your breakfast- which is quite simply, oatmeal- when Twilight asks this question so suddenly.
Fluttershy looks up from serving Spike; she had been nice enough to make breakfast and bring it to the castle for the small group.
You lower your head, clearing your throat several times.
"Twi', maybe we should wait for a better time to ask this." Spike replies for you, in a quiet tone. He seems scared to find out about how you are seemingly all-knowing of their dimension.
Twilight looks straight at you, not missing a beat, "You've come from Earth, which is where we are- but an alternate universe. A human one. How do you know about us? Is your technology that advanced to see other dimensions? If so, why haven't you visited us sooner?" she's immediately pouring question after question on you, before you even had the chance to catch your breath.
"H-hold on a minute," you reply, clearing your throat.
She stops.
You thank the gods.
"Humans haven't come across any sort of dimension-traveling technology. None of us know that you're real," you shake your head.
"Then.. How did you know our names?" Fluttershy pitches in, timidly.
You shuffle in your seat.
"You.. You're all.. Make-believe, in our universe..?" you say, and by the end of your explination, you're asking the question yourself.
The three just stare at you at the end of the large, crystal breakfast table, rather shocked.
"Yeah, f-for us, you're kind of.. Uh.. Like a cartoon, that many of us watch.. No human would ever expect to find out that you guys are real." you say.
You frown when Twilight begins to twitch. "Our whole world.. Is just a cartoon.." she mumbles, touching her hoof to her chin.
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Spike glances warily towards you, then to his boss, touching her shoulder. Her wings flutter out in surprise at his touch, before she scoots out of her chair.
"Twilight," Fluttershy begins, but you hear a faint chuckle in her timid voice.
"I-I have to go to the library. You guys have the day off, I guess." Twilight says. "Goodbye." she murmurs, and walks off.
You feel just awful. Maybe you piled too much on her.
But Fluttershy and Spike just start laughing, and you look to them. They giggle towards you.
"It's okay, (Y/N). Twi' does this a lot. I'm sure she'll be fine when she figures all of this out," Spike assures you, and you sigh in relief, smiling down at him.
"Where do you want to go in the meantime?" Fluttershy chimes in, her big teal eyes sparkling at you.
A whole day to just relax in Ponyville, apologize to your new friends, not worry about your fate here- where could you even start?
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Nightcrawler
Something stirs in the darkness of a rainy city, creeping through the gutters and hiding in the shadows.Branded and abandoned, she crawls through the alleyways of the forgotten streets, looking for life and meaning in a city given shape by a spiderweb of competing interests and the lingering legacy of a long-distant tragedy. This story is set in the Parahumans universe, created by John C. McCrae, though no prior familiarity with the setting is needed.
8 87Mara - The Lady Grief (Completed)
Mature Content including violence, sex, and languageThe gods are fighting. Mortal creatures worship and pray, scheme and plot, all in the name of their chosen deity. It is a silent war, but every war has casualties.I am one of those casualties. I have no beast in me. I am just a simple Acera girl, born into the Fifth House, under the Love goddess.My Fated is not a simple male. Thane of the First House is a Lord, a powerful Tasuri warrior and his love for me was not enough to stop the war from creeping into his heart. He rejected me. He murdered me.But that was not my end. One god took pity on me. The one god who has no House, no children, just a temple filled with thousands upon thousands of souls. Nateos, the Lord of the Underworld, Death himself. He claimed me as his daughter and gave me a name: Mara, Grief come to life.But... there is war. And, I am now a part of the battle.My new father gave me life. A home. A family. What else does a father give his only living child? I was not ready for him. But I want him.
8 174I'm Always Talking to Myself
My name is Zach. I’m a typical bland featureless protagonist type. The kind of guy who has purposefully few defining characteristics so that people can project whatever they want on me. Like Luke from Star Wars or what’s her name from Twilight. Most main characters are like me. Kind of flavorless blank slates because we all secretly doubt that we’re Harrison Ford, but pretty much anyone could be Mitt Romney. Yep. Yes indeed, I do spend basically my entire life running an internal dialog to no one. Usually I’m imagining that there are people listening. Like maybe philosophers from Ancient Greece, or researchers from another planet who act suspiciously like the characters from that Instagram comic with the aliens. Stupid Instagram comedians stealing my internal monologue and turning into a wildly successful enterprise which I would imagine has a vibrant merch dropshipping arm and hundreds of thousands of daily dopamine hits for loyal followers. I basically spend all of my time explaining random things to imaginary people (and aliens, and animals, and household items which have inexplicably gained sentience and frankly have some concerns about this whole existence thing). Honestly, it’s both highly entertaining to me, in that it makes me think about why we humans do all of the bizarre things that we do, but also horrifically exhausting and kind of makes you feel like you’re either, worst cast, losing your grip on reality, or best case, becoming Abed from Community. Anyway, I’m sure that I have some distinguishing characteristics, but, in the interest of hypnotic suggestion I’m choosing to omit them until I’m pretty sure that you have subconsciously come to identify with me, or until I feel like it. (By the way, in case I forgot to mention it, a higher power called Aww Thor or something told me to say that this is a slice-of-life comedy adventure and that it's set in a fantasy world with isekai and LitRPG elements.)
8 75Wandered off
All Roads lead to Rome, or so Danielle was told. She set out on Journey to find herself, to figure out what she wanted out of her life, and to do so, she decided to hike to Rome. Sadly, she seems to have taken a wrong turn on her Road and managed to wander off, into a world so unlike the one she had started out in. Luckily, she is not alone as she continues on her journey, now in a far different place, as she has with her a small, fire-breathing Lizard who someday will be a Dragon and there are countless others who might join her, on that journey of self-discovery. But how does one find the Road to Rome, when one is in Twinleaf-Town, in the Sinnoh-Region?! -Set in a World of Pokemon. -Cover-Image taken free-use from Pixabay.com
8 255Brother of Wind (ninjago au)
Morro's not a ghost!! yay!and he's on the ninja's sideit's literally just the of series but with Morro in it.(lol) (Art cover is mine)#1 - morro May 23 2020#2 - legoninjago May 26 2020#1 - ninjagoau Dec 21 2020#3 - ninjagofanfiction July 28 2020
8 101Clato
Ever wondered what was happening over at the careers? Maybe you never quite understood why Cato was crying at Clove's death? What if there was a whole story behind it? The start's a little slow but just keep reading, it gets better c:
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