[2nd Person Fic starring you and Derpy Hooves]

It's just an average day for you at the lettuce stand when you are greeted by Ponyville's resident mail mare. Though this normally wouldn't be out of the ordinary, she seems to be sporting some...strange gear.

A/N: I always feel like my descriptions are too short. The actual description part, not the Author's Notes part.

ANYWAY, this is my Derpy story! Inspired almost SOLELY by a picture I saw. I'll put it in the author's notes of the actual story, as to avoid spoilers here.

I started writing this about a week ago, just before Christmas. Once I started, I challenged myself to finish it before the year ended. And what do ya know, I did! Didn't publish it before then, but still...I felt accomplished.

...Totally pointless information, but I thought I might as well share it.

I don't have too much to say here. So I'll just end this off with the traditional:

Enjoy folks!

(2nd Person Story starring lifeguard "You" and Applejack)

Being a well respected life-guard on a tropical island sounds like it’d be the best job ever, but you find your life becoming quite complicated when you become fast friends with a tourist and fall head over heels for her. Can you find the courage to confess your love to her? And will she even accept your feelings? And what will your friends say when you tell them you’re in love with another mare?

Author's Note: Oh yes, I went there. This is a female perspective fic. I recall someone saying in the SFG Thread: "Why are all these stories in a male perspective? It's not like I mind, it's just I'd like to see some female perspective fics out there."

So, as the ever exploring type, I decided "Why the heck not?" and made this fic from a female point of view. And honestly, I like how it turned out. I do hope you enjoy it.

Side Note: I talked with Coffeebean while writing this fic and actually asked him to write a part for this fic. A more... Hot and heavy part. It's not straight up clop-fic, but I wouldn't say it's safe for work, either. So, for lack of a better idea, I'm going to include a link to it here as google document that you may view. It takes place in-between parts four and five.

Swing (Part 4.5)(AKA Operation: Wingboner)(Warning: the following part may be considered graphic and not safe for younger audiences. Viewer discretion is advised) - https://docs.google.com/document/d/15CjK0lq4kjq3FBIIbcFo8kaMxk-VdJeq62wOv2yKeBU/edit?hl=en_US

Twilight summons a powerful and disaffected five thousand year old demon, me. Because I cannot put footnotes into this description, this description is bereft of any further insights into my awesome tale. Yours ironically, Bartimaeus.

Source

Going to clubs may seem rather odd for you, but you find enjoyment from it because of a certain DJ. You get the chance to meet her after a show, but would she ever feel anything for somepony with your condition?

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More experimenting than anything. This was both a challenge and fun to do. Big thanks to slashe720 and Mustank for helping me with this story.

Art by yalcahoon.

[2nd-Person Fic starring you and Twilight Sparkle]

Singularity. Solitude. Loneliness. All three words describe the same thing: your existence. Knowing only one other being of your kind, you've grown sick of what you are and that which restricts you: your form. With your form comes an innate sense of anonymity, one you are forced into obeying by one thing: your family. Down in your spirits, you long for a life among those who you're forced to avoid, a chance at replacing it all with the help of one creature: your newest friend.

A/N: Finally, the Twilight Sparkle story I've been teasing at so much. Differing from my previous works, this one comes with a different set of 'legs,' you could say. Ha, get it, because you don't really have...legs...hm.

Just wanted to see what direction I could take the idea of seaponies in. Hope it turns out well!

Enjoy, folks!

Art by SubjectNumber2394 of dA.

Twilight Sparkle has every intention of crawling in to her freshly cleaned bed sheets.

So why is it so hard to get there?

[ 2nd person ] [ HiE ]

A short and simple scene.

A morning shared with Twilight Sparkle.

(2nd Person Sensual Fic starring Doctor Sigmund "You" and Rarity)

Rarity finally admits her problem and looks for some professional help and finds it in you, Ponyville's resident psychiatrist. The more you explore her problems and her mind, you can't help but find a place for this unicorn in your heart. But is it wise to let your emotions cloud your psychiatric judgement? Just how far will you go to make her happy?

This fic turned out to be much longer than the others and has some pretty large parts in it. And that's how I started writing even longer fics, which is great, isn't it?

And a side note: Did a little crossover collab with Coffeebean and his fic "Drunken Lullabies". You should check it out, if you haven't already.

http://www.fimfiction.net/story/1061/Drunken-Lullabies

After working yourselves to the bone, you and Twilight head off to a weekend retreat at a ritzy resort. However, there may be another reason why this vacation is necessary....

*Note: While this fic is rated teen and contains no explicit material, those seeking something more risque after reading this may check out this scene. Be warned: The mature rating and sex label are there for a reason.

*Sequel to The Way to a Unicorn's Heart*

*With thanks to Eights and N3uro for editing*

(This fic is rated [Romantic] by the rating scale of the Ponychan Sensual Fiction General)

As the head chef of your own cafe in Ponyville, food has always been your one true passion. However, a certain purple unicorn may help you discover a new love....