One winter's day, before Hearth's Warming Eve, Rarity falls backwards in time. To before all the Hearth's Warming Eves to come.

Written for Monochromatic for the 2017 Jinglemas collab. Cover art from the gallery of Plotcore. Proofread by themaskedferret.

Donut Joe keeps his store open on Hearth’s Warming Eve. And why not? He doesn’t have anywhere else to be, and neither do the tired, bitter ponies who find their way inside.

But the Eve is young, and strange things lie ahead. Who knows what might happen on a night like tonight?

(Inspired by the song "Old City Bar," by Trans-Siberian Orchestra)

Reviewed by TheifofZ here.

(With apologies to CLR James)

As Canterlot's first ever cricket team comes together, star player Spearhead struggles to process the feelings that are stirred by the team's latest addition.

WARNING: contains cricket and m/m shipping

Written in a last-minute blur for the Third M/M Shipping Contest 2023, because why not. (Winner of a Judge's Prize!)

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4*, Louder Yay

"Hey, you used to be Celestia's student, right? Did you know Sunset Shimmer?"

It was supposed to be a simple spell. How did I make it? Just to test a theory. Just to see what was out there, beyond reality. It shouldn't be possible It wasn't able to affect anything. Why did I do this?

My submission to the Thousand Words Contest, Experimental category.

A contest? I was created for a contest?

Note; some formatting doesn't work on mobile. It's not much, but you only get the full intended effect on PC.

What effect? Why are you doing this to me?

Something sleeps in the waters of Bilge

Content Warnings for Implied Mutilation, Abuse, Eldritch Horrors

Written for the A Thousand Words Contest II Contest in the Horror Category.

Preread by The Sleepless Beholder.

Written for the Gay Contest Speedwrite in the Quills and Sofas Speedwriting Group.

Celestia tries to stop Sunset from leaving.

Written for the A Thousand Words Contest II Contest in the Drama Category.

Preread by The Sleepless Beholder and TCC56.

When some birds are born
Their mothers throw them from the sides of the nest
And tell them to fly.

An entry for the Thousand Words contest. Stop being weird. This is serious.

I wasn't worried. I wasn't worried about anything specifically, I certainly wasn't worried about this. But it's okay. Accidents happen. Things can be fixed. Just wait. No matter how wrong it feels. No matter what's happening. Everything will be okay. Stay calm. It's all under control.

An entry into the 2nd A Thousand Words contest, under the "Horror" category.

Title and suggestions courtesy of Reviewfilly.

It was supposed to be a routine check-up.
A few tests. Some scans. Nothing special.
At worst, they should have left with some supplements and advice.

Instead, she left alone.

An entry for the Thousand Words II contest in the "Drama" category.

Content Warning for sensitive viewers: Discussions of abortion and, tangentially, sex

Special thanks to SwordTune, thesmokinguy, and sheppard741 for pre-reading and providing vitally helpful feedback.