In order to improve their skills at detecting changeling infiltrators, Twilight Sparkle and the Council of Friendship ask their new friend Thorax to help them with a little training exercise. Their goal? Figure out which of their six friends is actually Thorax in disguise.

Dialogue heavy, as this story focuses on the cross-interrogation of the game itself.

Note: This story takes place before "To Where and Back Again."

This story is a sequel to Gone

The nightmare is over. We have returned. But we must not forget. We have to go back. To that painful past.

This story is about Luna coming back to the old castle after she has returned, only to find old memories, and some unsuspected sadness and... warmth.

Got inspired for a sequel I guess.

Heavily inspired by Come Home Soon - Joaftheloaf. The full writting playlist can be found here.

Cover by Taiga Blackfield.

A sunrise that should have been like any other.
And yet, everything changed. As history has just been written in Equestria for the next thousand years, an alicorn is facing her terrible action.

Now with a sequel!

This is, as of now, my most recent work (barely a month old). It was made possible because this site gave me back the will to write. So I decided to translate it right away.

I'm also looking for beta readers, to help me progress with writting in English. DM me if you are interested.

Heavily inspired by Come Home Soon - Joaftheloaf. The full writting playlist can be found here.

It is the first time that two creatures will be approaching the catastrophic planet. Never before has anything made by the inhabitants of Weil come close to it. What better creatures for this than two ponies?
Indeed, the mark on its surface, a crater, is one of the most recognized symbols in all of pony folklore. It's a symbol of peace, of joy, of fear and evil. Legends give it miraculous properties, as well as terrible corrupting powers.
Is there a link between this crater and pony folklore? Even if the planet is so far from Weil that it can't even be seen with the naked eye, it wasn't always the case. Millenia ago, it would have been visible in the night sky, barely smaller than the moon. Only for a brief period of time.

What will those two ponies find here? Are the legends true? And if they are, which ones? The good? Or the bad ones?

Warning: While there is no gore or physical violence so to speak, there are some disturbing things and implied pain. That's why the fic is rated "Teen". I don't think it needs the "Violence" tag, but I'm ready to add it if people deem it necessary. I'm also really bad with tags in general so I've put Horror and Dark because I think they do fit. Or, at least, the fic is intended that way.

Story written for the Science Fiction Contest III. I was planning on participating in the Wonderbolt Contest with another fic, but I couldn't do both in time, and this one was way more inspiring for me. So I did this one.
Art by Taïga Blackfield.
Music used: Ketsui to Kakugo (Toaru Kagaku no Railgun S)
Sweet Dreams (by RisenFromTheDust, from the album Beyond and Below of Neighsayer/Furtherproof & Feathers)
Light of the Seven (Game of Thrones)
We Die in Here All the Time (Borderlands 3)

As Rarity stepped into her workroom, her sewing machine stashed in the corner and half-finished designs chucked into an overflowing trashcan, she felt her already hollow heart somehow crumble further, still in denial over one simple fact: 

Rarity used to be a designer. A good one and a bad one all at once.

But... she wasn’t a designer anymore. 

And if she wasn’t a designer, then she had no use to anypony. 

And if she had no use to anypony, she was worthless.

And if she was worthless, she was better off dead.

Thank you to Maxima for the cover art, and to Jykinturah and RBDash for seeing the absolute worst parts of me as I went through hell last year yet staying with me as if it was the most natural choice in the world. Thank you as well to my supporters on KoFi and Patreon for having faith in me even when I didn't.

Chrysalis' scheme has borne fruit. United by bribes and promises, the leaders of each nation have come with her to deliver an ultimatum: surrender Equestria, or face hopeless war with their combined armies.

So why does Celestia look to Chrysalis with a gentle, mourning gaze? And why is Chrysalis afraid?

“I’ll die without my coat-” Sunset screamed as the knife shot into her shoulder.

“Not my problem!” the unicorn mused, her voice mocking.  

A more intense themed holiday story.

Don't worry, happy ending.

After the events of “To Where and Back Again,” Fluttershy starts feeling bad for Queen Chrysalis, who is all alone with no other changelings and no love to satiate her hunger. So the pegasus finds Chrysalis in the Everfree Forest and offers to take care of her in the Sanctuary. Chrysalis reluctantly agrees, and finds that even though she doesn’t feel any love from Fluttershy, she feels fulfilled in other ways. The changeling queen goes through some inexplicable changes as she gets used to her new life, and wonders if it’s possible for her to love somepony else.

In these dark hours of Equestria, caused by an entity unknown, nearly the entire population of ponies and creatures turn from their innocent selves into c̶o̷r̶r̵u̶p̸t̴e̶d̷ mindless monsters. Survivors are scattered throughout the land, and all hope seems slim.

With unlikely allies, friends turned to foes, and danger lurking in every corner, could Equestria be truly salvageable, or is this the end as we know it, the world’s fate sealed to the d̷a̶r̴k̴n̶e̵s̶s̶ forever?

It started with a scream when the clock struck midnight.

A story about the "Learning with Pibby" corruption in Equestria.

If by chance you don't know much about the original idea, then feel free to click here to see the original source: https://youtu.be/Btu0O47u3rY

Note: Gore tag is present due to descriptions of some corrupted characters. However one chapter does contain a scene of dismemberment, and another a slight description of impalement

(Credit for glitch texture goes to someone on YouTube, JimmytheDrawer. No, he doesn't make MLP content or is even a fan of the show as far as I know, just giving credit where it's due)

My name is Hayseed Pear. I’m ten years old and I don’t think I’ll get any older. I’m scared for myself, but I’m more scared for all you in Canterlot. I’m writing this down hoping that someone sees it before it’s too late.

(Based on the Robert Bloch story of the same name.)