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[Second Person Perspective]

Struggling to keep your apartment, you had taken an offer of a loan from somepony who, in exchange, asked for some help in a little 'family business' as they described it. If only you knew what this business actually was. This is how you became the whippingcolt for one of the most nefarious groups in Manehattan.

You are scum. You are less than scum. That is what you are reminded of each and every day.

One day, you get left for dead in the woods. You wake up in a little cottage full of animals with your wound cleaned, your vest patched, and a light yellow mare called Fluttershy taking care of you. The first pony who had ever shown you kindness. Without any hesitation, she's willing to provide you with food, warmth, and shelter. It seems too good to be true.

All too soon, your miserable life quickly catches back up to you and threatens to drag Fluttershy down as well. What would you do and how far would you go for the timid pegasus who found you?

Art by Azenge.

[2nd Person Romance With Applejack and Lyra]

Fed up with the style that is overplayed and annoying in Equestria, you and two of your closest friends form a music group, determined to change music into something better. But will things change when you begin falling for; not one, but two mares?

*I do not own any of the music used in this fic*

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The story of Moon Mender continues after his dream of an ending ceases.  He continues his struggle to belong in a world so far divorced from the only other experience he can remember, but as an outsider of truly alien mindset, will he ever be able to find a place in Equestria?  More importantly, will the life he left behind give up on its death grip so easily?  The most important thing to remember is that things are rarely as they seem and sometimes, some things are better off forgotten.

This story is a direct sequel to Memory Pending.  Without having read that, this story might be a little strange to most, which is frightening considering how strange it is already.  It can be read as a standalone story of course, but you won't get the most out of it.

Further, I’m fully aware that not everypony enjoys more mature themes, so any scenes containing things of an M rated nature shall only be released in a separate story when the time comes.  This story deals with more mature themes on a whole, as a warning.  This version will do its best to censor the really sensual or graphic content out, of course.

Last but not least, this story has reached this final format through combined efforts of not just myself, but many a helpful pony along the way!  Here’s an abbreviated list of those involved and the rolls they played:

Kiroberos – Author (Obviously)

Julia – Alpha Reader (Corrections, Grammar, and Flow)

Azu – Beta Reader (Corrections, Flow)

ExplosiveBrohoof – Beta Reader (Grammar)

Muffinking – Beta Reader (Corrections, Grammar)

All of my readers for being amazing, supportive, and best of all, enjoying the world we read and write about.

Left only with a promise to keep in touch, Rainbow Dash struggles to convey her feelings, and to figure out what the words were that she couldn't say on that last snowy night at the train station before Twilight left. As everyone slowly drifts apart, Dash will have to put in the effort if she wants to keep her friends together.

After a falling out with Diamond Tiara, Silver Spoon is befriended by Sweetie Belle. However as time goes by, the silver-maned filly quickly learns that she has slightly-more-than-platonic feelings for her new friend, and that some ponies aren't above petty revenge. Can Silver Spoon's new found feelings survive public humiliation, petty grudges, and potential rejection?

Cover Art and Chapter 9's art were commissions by angel-wing101,  Final Chapter Art was a Commission by dragongirl983

If you use any without my or their permission, I will jump through the internet and murder you, so just ask first.

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[2nd person fic starring you and Twilight]

You lived your life in a broken home, traveling across the country as you saw fit. You've never had anyone you could consider a 'friend.' One day, you wind up in Ponyville. During your time there, you meet a mare by the name of Twilight Sparkle. You think nothing of her at first, but you soon begin to see her true feelings shine through.

You, a young human living in Canterlot, have never fit in with anyone. It's been years since you were found in Equestria, and you've become a small outcast in this world of ponies. Hiding away from everyone, you find solace in another strange being, a weird black bug-like filly that calls herself Chrysalis.

[Second-Person fiction starring you and Pinkie Pie]

All your life, you'v worked hard and your friends partied hard. You shook your head at the thought of ponies gathering for a good time, and worked to get to college while they wasted their time. At first, that was no different for the Masquerade. But when a college professor reveals himself to be attending the party, will your ambitions make you go as far to change your original plans? As far as to ask help from the pink mare who was the very bane of your ethics?

Second-person fic idea I'v had for awhile, and I wanted to see how I liked writing second-person fiction. Enjoy! Any advice and/or criticism is welcomed.

I would also like to thank Shadowslayer, my proofreader and editor. You have him to thank for my chapters not being big walls of text!

Spike loses a bet to Snips and Snails. The consequence? Ask Scootaloo out on a date. But what starts off as a frivolous punishment for the baby dragon ends up becoming much more rewarding than he ever expected.

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You are a stallion, born and raised in Manehattan. You recently lost your job, and couldn't care less. All you care about is relaxing, and enjoying life. Your friends are constantly trying to get you to get a job, and stop being so lazy. Finally, one of your closest friends gets fed up, and gets you a job in the small town of Ponyville.

Ah, it's probably just a job stacking shelves, right?

Means you can sit on your flank and relax all day, right?

Wrong. You're about to find out the true meaning of hard work. Good luck~