Twilight Sparkle uses a teleport spell and goes into the future. It works.

Coverart by: 2snacks

Now has a dramatic reading by Goombasa
Also exists IN SPANISH now thanks to SPANIARD KIWI

WARNING: THIS STORY IS DANGEROUSLY SUGARCOATED. PROCEED AT YOUR OWN RISK.

Anthea is blind. Turquoise Blitz is half-dragon, half-pony. Naturally, the two are drawn to each other, though the fact that their mothers are also best friends may have played a helping hoof as well. With most of their lives spent together, either with the rest of their group of friends or on their own, it makes sense that they would fall in love. With Turquoise's quiet personality and Anthea's unfortunate condition, it makes even more sense that nothing would happen for a long time, despite practically everypony in town believing them to already be a couple.

Then, one long time later, the two decided to stay out late and go stargazing.

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Inspired by the cover art you see above and the wonderful world created by Ms. kilala97. Characters and artwork used belong to her, obviously. For more on them and their world, check out her account!

Dedicated to LuminoZero.

Twilight Sparkle thought her life couldn't get any better. She was a princess, she had great friends, and a comfortable home. Perfect, right? That is, until she receives a letter from the Headmaster of Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, Albus Dumbledore!

Harry Potter/My Little Pony Crossover
Do let us remember that this is a fanfiction site? I do not own anything.

When a simple small town Pegasus finds herself out of work, she takes up the offer of an old fillyhood friend to move to the big city. After all, it has been over ten years since the portals to the human world were opened, ponies do this all the time now right? All anypony talks about these days are all the Humans In Equestria, so what about the ponies looking for a better life in a new world?

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This fic is a series of short, slice of life stories about a pony who loves soft clothing adapting to life in the human world.

I adapted this old fic of mine from it's horribly done greentext version into prose so I can stop being so ashamed of it and finally write some more. Hello PiE threads!

Everypony in Ponyville is happy, carefree, and content with their life on the whole... except one. Rarity harbors a dark, murderous secret. She is Equestria's only active serial killer. She has to balance her fashion life, her friends, and her murderous urges as best as she can. This is the story of her mind.

Edited wonderfully by Kaidan and Kagji5

Now with a Tumblr!

Now with a TVTropes Page!!!

A year after the "Want it, Need it" incident, Twilight has finally managed to move on from the embarrassment. She doesn't even care that Big Mac has Smarty Pants anymore. There are times to let go of old toys.

Unfortunately, some toys just won't stay put away...

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Full credit for this idea goes to one Mr. Tom Garrity.

Set five years after the events of My Little Pony Twilight Sparkle sits down and writes one last friendship letter.

It's late. So late, in fact, that it's early. The clock in the room reads well past one in the morning. There's also a storm hammering against this girl's home, trying to lull her to sleep. Stubbornly, she remains awake, drawing, surfing the internet, and basically procrastinating another night away.

So, what is it that makes this night any different from another one that she has lived through? What strange occurrence occurs that makes it stand out? That changes her life forever? That changes the course of- Oh you get the idea.

Have a look through "A Twilight Landing" and find out. Follow Twilight through her journey on Earth, her quest to return home, and the people that help her along the way.

Hello, I'm Mary. I'm a mother of two, married to the most wonderful man I could hope for and live what I consider to be, the life I've always wanted. So... why oh why, in the wide, wide world of whys, did this happen to me?

This is my story, for better or for worse, about how things in my life became beyond unbearable.

Memories become jumbled over time. They distort, go out of order, and sometimes they might even begin to run backwards. What must be remembered is that specific memories can only belong to the person who originally had them. That being the case, memories will almost always be imperfect, and no two people will remember the same event exactly the same way.

You are entering the mind of Discord. Events will not always occur in a chronological fashion.

Believing Stories was only introduction. (Seriously, you need to read Believing Stories to not be completely lost here.)