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When Rarity and Twilight first meet officially, it’s the day before the wedding. Their only interaction before this was through one single letter exchange, a mandatory thing where the intendeds write what was a essentially a cover letter to describe themselves and what they could offer in their future marriage. Twilight’s was achingly short and robotic while Rarity’s was lengthy and filled with flourish, but it did very little to prepare them for when they actually met face to face.

The meeting itself was a largely tense affair; it almost felt like a stand-off, how proudly Emperor Azar strode into the palace as if he owned the place and how strained and tight her father’s face was. Meeting Twilight didn’t go any better; the larger creature seemed so scared of her surroundings, of her, trembling where she stood and hunched so hard she held herself below Rarity’s chin. Rarity can’t get the echo of the click-click-click of the emperor’s claws against the shined tile out of her ears, can’t forget how Twilight flinched at the sound before standing to her full height, ears flat to her head and tail between her legs.

They had barely exchanged curtsies and official introductions before the Emperor essentially demanded a tour from the king, his family tailing after him like a trained small army. Rarity volunteered to give Twilight a more personal tour around the palace (as expected for intendeds) and Twilight followed her like an obedient, silent puppy, rarely taking her eyes off of the floor and responding only when prompted. Needless to say it was a long day for Rarity.

And here now was the wedding day, and oh what a glorious wedding it was. Extravagant curtains and dressings hanging from the walls, important figureheads of all kinds of standings and nationalities crowding the seats, beautiful classical music, the largest red-velvet cake she’s ever seen (her favorite) topped with a finely made wedding topper depicting herself and her future mate side by side, photographers and videographers scrambling to capture as much of the moment as they possibly could.

Yes, the big, fancy, extravagant wedding Rarity has always wanted. And yet she felt nothing but apprehension, frustration, fear. Nothing about the day felt joyous, not with how the guests all whispered to themselves as she strode down the aisle with her head held high.

“She’s so brave”, a pony said, “marrying a monster…”

“She’s a fool if you ask me, and the king too. They should have never agreed to this!”

“This can’t be real, right? This has got to be some sort of stunt, right?”

“It’s sacrilege. A pony should never marry anything other than a pony, politics be damned.”

“Show some respect! The princess is doing this for our sake!”

“Ain’t she scared that thing gon’ eat her? Hmph. Girl’s got balls.”

“I’m more concerned that she’s marrying the Emperor’s illegit kid. What, he thinks his other kids too good for our princess? Asshole. He better be glad she even agreed to take the mutt.”

The walk down that aisle felt like it went on forever, ears picking up the quiet tidel wave of silent praise, sneers and spats. And Rarity nearly found herself being swept away by it all, and what anchored her was when she reached her waiting wife-to-be… and saw eyes shimmering with unshed tears. Her own eyes prickled; neither of them asked for this, none of this was their fault. They were little more than unwilling pawns in the game of politics, pieces to be played when necessary, and Rarity has always known this, even with her father so adamantly against it.

And so when Rarity took her place before her soon-to-be wife and they exchanged horn rings, when Twilight held out an intimidating paw and as gently as she could curled her claws around Rarity’s hoof, the unicorn princess stared into the sphinx’s eyes and gave a brave smile.

“You look beautiful, darling,” she said earnestly, and she meant every word, for as much as Twilight first scared her, she can’t deny that she was. The sphinx made a quiet choked sound that reminded Rarity of a sob, but her lips turned up in a small, watery smile. The first smile Rarity’s seen from her since meeting her. “You too,” was the reply, barely above a whisper, but Rarity heard as if she said it loud and clear.

And as the minister droned on, Rarity stared at Twilight, and Twilight right back at her, and the princess decided to herself that they would make this work.

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aaaahahahaha so it's been for-ever since I wrote anything remotely close to fanfic. Or at least in this format. ;_; I promised my tumblr bois that I'd give it a try since I'm often asked if there was a story that went with my AUs, sooooo here's my first attempt.

It feels weird posting it, but hey, gotta start somewheres!

Soooo ye! A little somethin’ from the Arranged Marriage!AU! :3 As a quick reminder, the basic idea is that Twily and Rarebear are arranged to be married to one another, and they try to make their abrupt relationship work.

And for anyone who's curious, Twily in this AU is a half-sphinx, which is why she kinda looks like a lion with a pony's face.

I hope ya'll like it! Feel free to ask me anything if you have questions! c:

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EDIT: Made a few minor adjustments! c:

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Description

When Rarity and Twilight first meet officially, it’s the day before the wedding. Their only interaction before this was through one single letter exchange, a mandatory thing where the intendeds write what was a essentially a cover letter to describe themselves and what they could offer in their future marriage. Twilight’s was achingly short and robotic while Rarity’s was lengthy and filled with flourish, but it did very little to prepare them for when they actually met face to face.

The meeting itself was a largely tense affair; it almost felt like a stand-off, how proudly Emperor Azar strode into the palace as if he owned the place and how strained and tight her father’s face was. Meeting Twilight didn’t go any better; the larger creature seemed so scared of her surroundings, of her, trembling where she stood and hunched so hard she held herself below Rarity’s chin. Rarity can’t get the echo of the click-click-click of the emperor’s claws against the shined tile out of her ears, can’t forget how Twilight flinched at the sound before standing to her full height, ears flat to her head and tail between her legs.

They had barely exchanged curtsies and official introductions before the Emperor essentially demanded a tour from the king, his family tailing after him like a trained small army. Rarity volunteered to give Twilight a more personal tour around the palace (as expected for intendeds) and Twilight followed her like an obedient, silent puppy, rarely taking her eyes off of the floor and responding only when prompted. Needless to say it was a long day for Rarity.

And here now was the wedding day, and oh what a glorious wedding it was. Extravagant curtains and dressings hanging from the walls, important figureheads of all kinds of standings and nationalities crowding the seats, beautiful classical music, the largest red-velvet cake she’s ever seen (her favorite) topped with a finely made wedding topper depicting herself and her future mate side by side, photographers and videographers scrambling to capture as much of the moment as they possibly could.

Yes, the big, fancy, extravagant wedding Rarity has always wanted. And yet she felt nothing but apprehension, frustration, fear. Nothing about the day felt joyous, not with how the guests all whispered to themselves as she strode down the aisle with her head held high.

“She’s so brave”, a pony said, “marrying a monster…”

“She’s a fool if you ask me, and the king too. They should have never agreed to this!”

“This can’t be real, right? This has got to be some sort of stunt, right?”

“It’s sacrilege. A pony should never marry anything other than a pony, politics be damned.”

“Show some respect! The princess is doing this for our sake!”

“Ain’t she scared that thing gon’ eat her? Hmph. Girl’s got balls.”

“I’m more concerned that she’s marrying the Emperor’s illegit kid. What, he thinks his other kids too good for our princess? Asshole. He better be glad she even agreed to take the mutt.”

The walk down that aisle felt like it went on forever, ears picking up the quiet tidel wave of silent praise, sneers and spats. And Rarity nearly found herself being swept away by it all, and what anchored her was when she reached her waiting wife-to-be… and saw eyes shimmering with unshed tears. Her own eyes prickled; neither of them asked for this, none of this was their fault. They were little more than unwilling pawns in the game of politics, pieces to be played when necessary, and Rarity has always known this, even with her father so adamantly against it.

And so when Rarity took her place before her soon-to-be wife and they exchanged horn rings, when Twilight held out an intimidating paw and as gently as she could curled her claws around Rarity’s hoof, the unicorn princess stared into the sphinx’s eyes and gave a brave smile.

“You look beautiful, darling,” she said earnestly, and she meant every word, for as much as Twilight first scared her, she can’t deny that she was. The sphinx made a quiet choked sound that reminded Rarity of a sob, but her lips turned up in a small, watery smile. The first smile Rarity’s seen from her since meeting her. “You too,” was the reply, barely above a whisper, but Rarity heard as if she said it loud and clear.

And as the minister droned on, Rarity stared at Twilight, and Twilight right back at her, and the princess decided to herself that they would make this work.

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aaaahahahaha so it's been for-ever since I wrote anything remotely close to fanfic. Or at least in this format. ;_; I promised my tumblr bois that I'd give it a try since I'm often asked if there was a story that went with my AUs, sooooo here's my first attempt.

It feels weird posting it, but hey, gotta start somewheres!

Soooo ye! A little somethin’ from the Arranged Marriage!AU! :3 As a quick reminder, the basic idea is that Twily and Rarebear are arranged to be married to one another, and they try to make their abrupt relationship work.

And for anyone who's curious, Twily in this AU is a half-sphinx, which is why she kinda looks like a lion with a pony's face.

I hope ya'll like it! Feel free to ask me anything if you have questions! c:

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More from this AU:

EDIT: Made a few minor adjustments! c:

Commission Prices Patreon Tumblr Picarto