Zecora knows how to heal. Healing running noses and aching joints is one thing. Healing grief, shame and solitude though? That requires a special ingredient:
But if longing heart you cure,
there is just one method sure.
Give your heart, then both you mend,
And suffering comes to end.
In practice, applying this method for the ageless princess of the night bears certain... difficulties. Still, the rewards are well worth the extra effort, and zebra patience is said to be legendary.
Lots of rhyming, lots of Ye Olde, love, humor, sex, and don't worry too much about the Violence tag, it's not too heavy.
Can you read a rapefic without feeling guilty about it? Can a story, where gentle Celestia is drugged, bound and raped leave you with a warm fuzzy feeling? Can a clopfic have a solid plot and interesting intrigue?
Quite a few readers claim I pulled it off with this one.
Note despite the Human tag, this is a pony-on-pony clopfic.
“Princess Luna...” I smiled. “Are you free this evening? I would like to ask you out for a date.”
I joined the Shadow Guard, a military force under her command, and I fought the most dangerous battles to prove myself worthy to become one of her personal Elite Guard. If she denies me, my life will lose purpose.
“So low has he fallen... How did a hero become this despicable creature?”
Just one glimpse up close, hearing her voice once again, and then I'd likely spend the short remainder of my life in prison.
Princess Luna emerged from the shadows. She had a rather ravenous smile on her face.
“Give me what I want, and I will let you wake up.”
“Fight. Wake up. In Somnis Veritas.”
Princess Luna orders "fun" over the phone. Ice Pack, the zebra whorse is tasked with satisfying her. The result is not what they expected, but it's much more fun.
A light-hearted story with some sweet romance, a bit of adventure and tension, a pinch of sex, quite a bit of humor, building of a solid friendship and daaamn lot of awkwardness... it's a princess and a whorse for goodness sake!
When you're suffering from desperate solitude, you tend to do stupid things. Like, I found that weird bipedal creature that confessed love to me upon a falling star, and I dragged him across the worlds to my room.
What was I thinking! He's not even attractive by his own species standards! Oh well, I wanted company, I've got company... does he have any redeeming qualities at all?
[a gentle, romantic clopfic; 1st person through Luna's eyes.]