Sunset never liked Christmas – it was just similar enough to Hearth's Warming to make her homesick. And of course, she didn't like Hearth's Warming either. Her friends never remembered the holiday, so the most she ever had to look forward to was a 'Happy Hearth's Warming!' message in the journal. So when Heath's Warming Eve came around, she decided it was better to just drink the night away. Wrapped in a cozy blanket with a bottle of wine, she was prepared to spend her evening scowling at Christmas specials.

Then Fluttershy showed up. Suddenly the holidays didn't seem so bad.

This story has been superceded by Playing House, but left up for those interested in this version.

Thanks to:
ArchAngelsWings, for editing and in general being my partner in crime horsewords.
elmago02, for pre-reading and inspiring me to write about these characters.
Mouch30, for pre-reading and teaching me I never knew how to use a damn comma correctly.
Pasu-Chan, for making the beautiful cover art and pre-reading, since I seem to have gone pre-reader crazy with this one.

Twilight Sparkle is a princess. She has an important role as a leader of Equestria, which means she has to worry about what everypony thinks of her. So when she overhears a private conversation, she has to come to terms with how she feels about herself, love, and a certain somepony, all while weighing her public image against her personal desires.

A story set in the Who We Become series.

This story can be read with no prior knowledge of Who We Become stories.

Content warning: The non-con tag is for discussion about an event that happened before the story takes place, and is not depicted graphically. The sex tag is for consensual sex. This story contains depictions of homophobia, hate groups, and gay slurs.

Thanks to ArchAngelsWings and Eddie Grammar for editing
Cover art by Pasu-Chan

Rainbow Dash is the best. She's consistently at the top of her class, and is the envy of all her peers. Things only get better when Fluttershy finally starts visiting Cloudsdale again after being gone for months.

Except she must not be good enough yet, because they still don't notice her.

(Also available in print and as an audiobook)

A story set in the Who We Become series.

This story could be read with no prior knowledge of Who We Become stories.

Content warning: This story contains depictions of homophobia and gay slurs.

Edited by ArchAngelsWings, Eddie Grammar, and Hoofclid.
Cover art by Dessert, known on Fimfiction as Mouch30.

This story is a sequel to Inner Strength

This story is a sequel to Playing House

After discovering the magic of friendship, Sunset Shimmer's senior year was one of the happiest times of her life. But it's been almost two years since graduation; all her friends have moved on to studying abroad, to promising careers, to new lives.

Sunset decides that with nothing left to keep her in the human world, it's time to go back where she belongs, only to find that returning home is different than finding one.

A story set in the Who We Become series.

Although this story could be well understood without knowing anything about Who We Become, this comment will explain what happened in previous stories if you want to get caught up.

Content warning: This story contains depictions of polyphobia. The narcotics tag is included for heavy alcohol use, no hard drugs.

Thanks to ArchAngelsWings, elmago02, Eddie Grammar, and Dessert, known on Fimfiction as Mouch30 for editing/pre-reading. This text would be much uglier without them

And another thanks to Dessert for the wonderful cover art, which I'm sure is the biggest reason anyone notices this story in the first place

A nice quiet neighborhood in Cloudsdale, home to a little yellow filly with a pink mane, her sick mother and her father who works long hours to provide for them. This little filly's quiet, kind, and well behaved. The pride of any parent. The one you wish was yours. Her life's gotta be perfect. Right?

Cover art line work by Dessert, color by me. (Will fix later when I can get a hold of Photoshop.)
Edited by Krickis