The newly coronated Princess Twilight suffers an abrupt tragedy. Having lost two loved ones, she begins to question her own mortality, and that of her friends.

AJ, Dash, Rarity, Pinkie, Fluttershy. . . they are just the beginning. Twilight will live for thousands of years, so every pony she cares about—every pony she will ever care about, will die.

She could barely handle the pain of one funeral, let alone the thought of hundreds of them. Twilight finds a clever way to ensure all of her friends never die. They can’t all be ageless alicorns, but they can all move into Twilight’s Dollhouse. Then they can be best friends forever.

Sequel: Twilight's Dollhouse 2
Fanmade Song: Twilight's Dollhouse

Source: Dreampaw
Editor: Gage of Grandiloquence, Breath of Plagues
Pre-read & Idea pony: TypeWriterError,
v1.1 Revised chapters 1-10 on May 1st 2013
--Pending a few more revisions, including ch. 14
Now on TV Tropes.

Three best friends end up in Equestria but not all of them are ponies. One who isn't a brony, and even borderlines on being a hater, is a griffin. Another who is more calculating and cocky but hates hiding is a changeling. Finally the last of them is a unicorn who's special talent is that he adapts and overcomes. Together these three best friends will fight changelings, ponies, demigods, and the god of chaos himself.
Artwork by Sara Germany (shaya.laperro@gmail.com). (http://saracorgi.deviantart.com/ )

Twilight Sparkle's friends have lived long and happy lives. Now their time is coming to an end, but Rainbow Dash, at least, will not go gently. Twilight has the power to save her friend's life. Is it worth violating the natural order?

"The things that pull at your heart—the memorial in the prologue, the wedding in Chapter 1, the births and deaths and relationships to come—are not the point of the story: they are the stakes, and the story is at its heart about a decision that must be made."
—horizon

In order to understand the present, we have to look to the past. And there's no past as great as the rise of King Alicorn and the Keepers of Harmony. With love, war, discords, caves, mental institutions-- and, most importantly, the first magical friendship-- it was certainly something Celestia would never forget.
Other stories in the history archives:

The Diary of Diddy Discord
A Slice of ol' Waddle's Life
The Journals of Silas Sombra

This story is based on the Arthurian Legend but it is not imperative that you know everything about it.
In the comments area there will be written links for each new Legend as to how it influences Ponyville as we know it today, and how it is linked to the Arthurian Legends.

Picture courtesy of DreamWings industries (my hand in other words).
Main proofreading done by KartalTheWriter.
Additional proofreading done by Not Worthy and Tyrell the Dragon.
Overview of ideas helped by Samaru163 and KartalTheWriter.

This is a revamped version of the winner of the first Author Support Prompt.

They say the universe is infinite, absolute, an endless plane containing immeasurable numbers of stars, planets, and other cosmic wonders. It has no edge, no end. However, who's to say you can't just go through it?

Captain Alex Ronen of the United Global Federation, had been chosen to go somewhere no man has gone before. Only question is if he can find his way back.

Edited by: Trials

'My Daddy told me to write this story you know?...My Daddy's great.'

Many years after Discord was defeated we look back into what his life was like growing up through his own eyes, how he came to be such a monster, and how he saw the world right from the begining.

Other stories in the history archives:
The Legend of Alicorn
A Slice of ol' Waddle's Life
The Journals of Silas Sombra

A big thanks to Enderstorm for doing the new amazing artwork for Diddy. Cute isn't he?

Just to say that Diddy means small. It seemed to be a word some people didn't understand but that's what it means.
A big Thankyou to Tricondon who thus far has pre-read every one of the diary entries

Hey, Reader. Yeah, I'm talking to you. Hi. I'm Tony. My life just got messed up big time,
I thought today was going to just be a nice, normal Friday morning. I was wrong. Horribly wrong. I've woke up this morning in the furry white hooves of a pony. Rarity to be exact. In a new body, that I have no idea how to use, I have to find out what has happened to my body, and find out whether or not if I'm the only one in this boat. Only time will tell as I trek across the states in attempt to find out was has gone awry in my once happy world of being human.
Rated teen for excessive use of foul language.

This is my first fic and part of PonyEarthverse

A human with a sour temper, an immunity to magic and mischievously-sinister tendencies appears in Celestia's garden. His body suffers from a strange case of disproportionate deformity, and he displays a certain degree of genre savviness regarding the ponies' world. Using this knowledge, the human struggles to avoid "cliches" to the point of obsession. His attitude constantly pushes away the ponies and their attempts at friendship, while he intends to use the brightly-colored equines to gain a stranglehold on their economics. Combining cartoon-physics and manipulation, the human slowly rises to the occasion in order to swindle the wealthy, assert his presence, and dominate his environment.

Just how far into his quest for wealth, however, will the ponies let him get?

(A self-insert that is fully conscious of cliches, contains swearing and some mildly violent and offensive themes. YOU HAVE BEEN WARNED. So don't whine about it. Welcome to the internet.)

LEGAL STUFF
I own the artwork.
MLP:FiM belongs to Hasbro, Studio B, and Lauren Faust
Any references to media are purely used for entertainment purposes.

She couldn't have made it herself. A solitary bookkeeper, long disillusioned with the "dream job" of maintaining the Canterlot archive, becomes the unwitting guide to a panicked Princess of the Night in the deepest recesses of their voluminous libraries.

Deep underneath the shelves and scroll racks, through the perilous and twisting caverns and gnarled trap-laden corridors, he realizes she isn't just seeking a getaway from the pedantic Canterlot politics. She's seeking to destroy an evil as old as the night sky itself. An evil that...well, she couldn't have made it herself...

Evicted from his stable, Goldwreath is forced into a life full of perils and tragedies the like of which he has not asked for. Now facing entities of power far beyond anything he can imagine, a tyrannical military organization, a mysterious defense array in the mountains of Roam, and a foreboding phenomenon forming in the south, he must gather his wits and put his training to use in order to save the city of Roam. His enemies are tough, and his friends may not even be his friends, but no matter how hard the path he will defend the city to his last breath. That is, if he hasn't lost his sanity already.