Warning: The following story contains M/M shipping. If you don't like it, you know where the exit button is.

Also the picture is a real painting that I did several months ago.

On the way home from a stressful day for dinner on a rainy night, Fancy Pants and Fleur de Lis were riding in a cab when suddenly as they were passing the poorer part of Canterlot, someone threw a painting out of frustration into a garbage can below. Curious, the unicorn got out of the cab and pulled it out of the rain to find an painting done with impressive skill. As time goes by, his curiosity about the artist who paint it lead him to a stallion down on both himself and his luck by the name of Acrylic Brush.

A huge thank you to Isk for helping me proofread this story. And to Milo Chalks for finishing the last remaining chapters.

Hello I'm Cloud Mist and I'm being held captive by a rich mare that turned me into a foal with a potion and now I'm in diapers, I pray to Celestia somepony comes and save me before I give into my foal emotions or worst...start to fall in love with the crazy mare.

What is the difference between and Individual and a Group?

That was the question the mad god asked before tearing apart countless people's lives, changing and altering their very bodies to fit the creatures of this world before dumping them upon this world.

Some seek to find a way home while others see this as a blessing seeking to carve out their own stories... or their own kingdoms. Few bother to seek answers.

(Note they have yet to see Season Six of MLP)/written before Season Six

The Fantastic cover art is from Mix-up

https://www.fimfiction.net/user/Mix-up
http://amalgamzaku.deviantart.com/

also big thanks to Mix-up for helping proofread/edit

It's been a long year since Soarin and Braeburn went their separate ways due to Soarin's work, and somehow every opportunity for the two to meet up was canned in one way or another. They keep in touch through letters, trying to keep their pathways of life entangled no matter how far apart they remain. What either pony was half-expecting to be a simple week of passion and discovery grew, in a way, through this connection. But still, it's not enough. This becomes clear when Braeburn's letters one day cease to arrive.

They fell from the sky, only to have their landing broken by flowers carefully tended to by a crystal pony. The pony was scared away. They were scared stiff, but there was no running. The pony world they found themselves in was very real. Their choices would count against them...

I will try to keep it interesting and amusing. Think I did a good or bad job? Let me know! I love comments, loving or scathing, just speak.

Discord finds himself in need of a friend. He also knows the perfect dimension to find one. A dimension like no other, one with more Chaos and Disharmony. A dimension filled with chaotic "things" called humans. Lucky for Discord the only other thing that knows of this dimension wore a hat with jingle bells, and Discord hasn't seen that that guy in eight-teen years! Alas, when Discord goes to this dimension in search of a friend, he returns with something better... He returns with a son.

Featured on 2/3/2015 at 6:36! Thank you! :D

Dave has had a rough couple of weeks. His girlfriend dumped him, his mom died, and now he lost his job. He wanted some time to relax but a being from another world has a different idea.

Not mention an evil sense of humor.

Featured on 9/24/2015
7/9/2016
edited by RC2101_Copey and PixelFluttershy

After an accident in his Grandmother's attic, Silver found himself stranded in a world unlike anything he had ever imagined. Finding himself trapped in this new place, he has no choice but to learn to adapt and grow. Wings, magic, and cities that float high among the clouds are only some of the adventures he'll be faced with on his journey. But wondrous sights and new friends will not replace his old ones. Will he find a way home, or will he be forced to live out the rest of his days with home as nothing but a fading memory.

I used to have a promising job as notary, a wife bethroed long ago. I used to own patrimony of the like of the stewards of Croesus.

It's all gone.

I'm in Hell, waiting for my sins on Earth to be cleansed by snakes biting me all over and the occasional painful visit of Alexander the Daemon piercing me like some kind of canapè. But, after all, I somewhat deserved it, considered what I've done in the past few days preceding my death, which I had passed inside the body of a cartoon colt chracter named Rumble.

This is the tale of how I, Vincenzo Siterio, went from my normal life, to death and fleeting and extremely painful punishment.

"Teen" right now, "Mature" later. Also, sex for sexual references and a twist.

This was my last year of high school, and I was getting ready for college when I was forcefully pulled from my home by some crazy horse thing. That however was only the beginning of my problems as when I woke up I was no more than a child. Things became rather difficult when I was able to get away from that mare. I don't rightly remember what happened next, but now I'm staying with a kid named Button Mash and his parents . Even though no one believes me about my home I will find a way, I have to.

<-----Cover art done by mix-up.

Featured August, 30th 2015 and September, 12th and 13th 2015