Sweetie Bot goes through life on a series of commands and prompts, and all is well. She has plans with her fellow Crusaders today. Surely nothing can go wrong.

An experimental piece, and an entry into Science Fiction Contest III.

In another Equestria, order is maintained by a select group of skilled spellslingers operating under the endorsement of the crown. The ponies call them Lawmares, and they are a dying breed.

Twilight Sparkle is one such Lawmare, considered by her Princess and her peers as the finest spellslinger in generations. Her abilities will be put to the test soon, however, as a dark force is growing in the North, and not even the Lawmares may be able to keep the chaos at bay.

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My loving tribute to Westerns and Stephen King's 'Dark Tower' cycle.

THE TALE TAKES TIME, BUT THE TALE SHALL BE TOLD.

Pinkie asks for Rarity’s help confessing her feelings to Twilight. Rarity is an avid reader of old romance novels, naturally this means she thinks she knows exactly how to charm a pony.

This can only go wrong.

Random story I wrote, matchmaker Rarity is very fun to write.

Inspired by Leave No Trope Unturned

A tired father gives his daughter the key to the city - I mean - he mistakenly gives his daughter the key to the royal armory. Somewhere in his sleepy mind, meant to teach her a lesson on what it truly means to become a guard. But without him there, life lessons can wait...Flurry has just hit the jackpot! She was now a zillionaire - her search for pirate treasure bore fruit! The lil' birdie could not hide this ginormous treasure horde in her tiny nest, but her dreams had come true, and her hopes had come to fruition. She was now the richest in all of Ponyland - the bandit now eyes a piece of metal, steel, crystal, bronze, gold, and silver that was recently shined seems increasingly inviting...Oooooh!

That polished set of Armor really seems to be Shining.

Written for the Shining is a Terrible Father Contest; though I had mercy on Shining so he's not that bad of a parent, just a bit silly and absentminded. Read more here!
Awesome Cover Art by: Inuhoshi on Deviantart!

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*Slight Fourth Wall-breaking abounds!

I hope you enjoyed my fanfic on this cutie! Also, I'm so happy that the contest deadline got extended - I was at least able to post one out of my three stories ideas for the contest! :D

(Ships include Cadance/Shining (Obvi,) & Spike/Rarity. There are also one-to-two-line passing mentions of Pound/Flurry, Cheese/Pinkie, and Flash/Twilight.)

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Happy Late Valentine's Day and Happy Late St Patrick's Day!

Happy Easter! Jesus bless you! :)

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.

The crime? Murder.
The victim? Prince Blueblood.
The culprit?

Well, that one's Rarity's job.
 
 

Take heed! There be spoilers in the comments!
An ex-entry into Aragon's Comedy is Serious Business contest which sadly grew too far beyond the word limit to submit. Be sure to check out the actual entries here!

Spike gets two special guests one sunny afternoon at The Castle Of Friendship, and soon Twilight's attention is taken by some very strange noises coming from his room. What could be going on in there?

I think I was created to play music.
I think this because there is a gramophone on my back.
I think it is supposed to play music.
It does not.

This was inspired by a prompt generated by a story idea generator i’ve been working on. The prompt in question was “Write a gothic species swap story about Sweetie Belle with themes of autonomy and tragedy. For an optional challenge, try incorporating music.” I don’t think I stuck particularly well at all to the prompt, but the idea was moreso to inspire rather than create constraints.
Consider this an alternate take on a sweetiebot story with a splash of raritwi.

Cover Art by JulieKarbon

Princess Twilight Sparkle just made the awful mistake of accidentally giving you the ability to act consequence-free for a short span of time. You intend to make the most of it, but your friends aren't about to let you get away with it.

Uh, what is it you're trying to do, exactly?

sweetie bot learned that she is a robot when she went to the beach one day with her friends, as rarity left her with a warning, stay out of the water

this is a short story of sweetie bot that i made for a school project