Dinky and Sparkler are waiting for their mother to be back home so they can finally celebrate Hearth's Warming Eve as a family.

Proof-Readers: LunarLife & Kooshster.
Cover by lulubellct
WARNING! ANTHROFIED PONIES!!

Doomie, like most of his brothers, hasn't eaten in a while.
So, when a random pink pony asks for him to "do her"
and intercourse love is the tastiest kind of love out there,
and the pony herself looks pretty pretty:
How could he refuse?

Author's diary: DEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEAR diary. There is not enough Doomie pie fanfics out there....That is all.

This story is a sequel to A Faded Touch of Blue

Saddle Arabia is a land of tremendous wealth and beauty, with a culture richer than its oligarchs could even wish themselves to be, and a history which safeguards the right of every citizen to rise as far as their ability can take them... provided that they were born correctly.

Moxie was not; she was born with an inquisitive, hungry mind, with shrivelled wings, and a mare. And now, despite finding a lonely oasis of happiness at her husband's side, a disease threatens to put her newfound life in jeopardy.

Moxie gazed over the stallion in front of her, as the crowd stared at them in turn. Fellow nobles, dignitaries, and her parents had all gathered here, in the balmy mansion of her birth, to witness this occasion. The final words had been said, and they were now officially husband and wife. But she was not happy; this was not her wish.

She ran her hoof down the lock of blue hair entwined in her mane. Her whole life had been decided for her, everything coordinated to the tiniest detail. What she had learnt, how she spent her leisure, who she knew, whose company she enjoyed, whom she had pledged herself to, everything... except the one trip she had taken to Canterlot without the permission of her parents, that is. The glimmering blue strands linger as a testament to her last free action...

Featured on EqD: 13-11-2013

Being born different is hard enough. Moving to a strange magical village filled with crazy residents and even crazier magic. My name is Lovely Days, I hope to learn more about this strange town, and myself while here, hiding from my family.

Rebuild of my original version of this story with a Stardew Valley crossover.

The Doctor and Derpy travel to Canterlot on Hearth's Warming Eve, hoping to catch a little bit of the joys of the holidays...

Unfortunately, The Doctor witnesses a sight that is nearly enough to break both his hearts. A young, purple filly wearing a beanie is seen standing at the statue of Discord, appearing to be all by herself on this joyous holiday.

And thus meet two of the loneliest beings in the entire ponyverse.

This is pretty different from how I usually write Screwball, but I wanted to write something hearths warming eve related, something involving The Doctor and Screwball, and something to break my writer's block.

Derpy dreams about the time she met Dinky's father, the love of her life.
Many dawwws were had while writing this, I hope just as many are had when you read it.
Some descriptive gore.

Proofreaders: Da Beejees (DaBeejees on fimfiction) and killerbart6

Music is banned across equestria and in a world where bright eyes denote musical ability its easy to capture the criminals.

Ditzy has been in prison since she was a young filly. She doesnt know why shes left alone in the dark.

Side-story/prequel to artsofallkinds eyes of a musician

*2nd person fic*

You are a pony who's life is simple, but with an odd job by turning on and off the lantern lights around Ponyville. As you wake up early one day, you were expected to receive your mail, but was misplaced. You take it out on an innocent grey pegasus mailmare, after some time thinking you feel bad and apologize to the mailmare. You offer to aid her in any need there is to her to apologize for your offense. Little did you feel, that your heart pumped every time you thought or saw this mare, and the one thing that you always liked about this mare, is her eyes.

Cover art by Ashourii on Deviantart.com

The Doctor was too late. Derpy Hooves had vanished, and the Doctor was left with nothing but emptiness in his hearts on Christmas day. Venturing out one last time, could there be a way for Derpy Hooves to live on?