What would happen if the Elements of Harmony didn’t work on Discord? What would happen if Discord had won, turning the wielders of the Elements of Harmony into stone and hiding them away for three thousand years? And what if a curious Pegasus pony discovered the legend of the lost mares and set out to rid the world of the Lord of Chaos?

This is an idea that wouldn't leave my head, inspired by Fairy Slayer's "Mommy Nearest," Aldea Donder's "Alicorn," SoundofRainfall's "Play" and RainbowDoubleDash's "Lunaverse"

Alternate Universe: Instead of Twilight Sparkle, Princess Celestia made Rainbow Dash her personal student instead! Follow her through the events of the 1,000th Summer Sun Celebration. A reimagining of "Friendship is Magic"

After a major dispute with her queen, a lone female Changeling is banished from her home and forced to be on her own.
She eventually runs into Ponyville where she transforms herself into a random pony citizen to blend in. She ends up running into residents and makes some new friends while exploring.
But then she accidentally runs into a certain young dragon... one who had caught her eye during the invasion of Canterlot.

-My first romance story; but don't expect a clop-fic from me anytime soon, cause I would suck at those.

(In this story, Chrysalis calls her minions by number; please don't ask how she knows who is who.)

The more appropriate artwork to the side is all thanks to 'Tsubaki Rehooved'

Vinyl Scratch was always an odd one, seemingly hating classical music yet always willing to go with Lyra and Bonbon with a little convincing. One evening they see Octavia perform, and the songs are more than familiar to Vinyl. Realizing that Octavia is playing songs that Vinyl herself had composed when she was younger. Over time and through many trials with her new friends, Octavia discovers that there's a little more to Vinyl than she initially thought.

Proofreaders: Sour Grapes and BarbarianBrony (Thanks to both of you!)

In the far north, where changelings live, change begins -- a single changeling breaks out of the collective mind, becoming an individual. The story follows the life and adventures of Chip -- a changeling that will bring upon a new era in the Hive.

Awesome image made by Foxena!

There was only one explanation. For all of it. All of the strange, erratic behavior. Her irrational fear of the sun. Her nocturnal habits of locking herself in in the dark and closing all the blinds. Wearing her sunglasses everywhere, even inside! It was time to invest in some silver, garlic, and a wooden stake.

Pinwheel is a simple earth pony. She lives in a little cottage outside Sweet Apple Acres, she makes pinwheels for a living, and she has plenty of friends. But one day, when she goes flying with her good pegasus pal Dizzy, she takes a fall and lands in the dark crossroads between life and death! If that's not bad enough, the Grim Reaper is forcing her to bargain for her life! And what will she do when that bargain takes a somewhat more...personal turn?

Gilda isn't very happy.

Then Pinkie Pie shows up - and with Gilda's unwitting help, they promptly find themselves in a very hostile place, surrounded by very hostile people.

Yes, I am perfectly aware that things going at escape velocity in the atmosphere reach nose speeds of thousands of degrees. Indeed, I am perfectly aware that living things do not generally survive crashing into solid metal at escape velocity. Why, of course I know that ramjets do not work outside of the atmosphere.

I am furthermore perfectly aware that ponies do not speak, nor do they construct machinery, nor do they tend to survive having anvils dropped on them.

Background GildaDash.

Seems like it's my life made a turn for the direction with the most ponies. I've always been a quiet guy; never chosen for much or seen by many. I have a lot of time to myself due to the fact that I had a girlfriend that was a complete whore and betrayed me for her old boyfriend. Soooo~ I've been hiding behind my computer hardware, sentries, and inside a mysterious forest. I had been invited to a party by my friend Brandon because he felt bad and thought I should be getting out more often.

Come out of the house they said....
You'll have a blast they said....
Everything will be fine they said....

Humans... humans are such a bizarre race. Capable of the greatest benevolence and the worst atrocities. And yet, they're so very predictable. For you see, while societies may die, and nations may crumble, one thing will remain constant: the desire to survive.

I should know. I was there when everything fell.