I am... or rather was your average twenty year old male brony. But let me introduce myself first, my name is Mi-... gah! dangit! was Mitchell and my favorite My Little Pony background character is Vinyl Scratch (or DJ-P0N3 for some). One day comic-con showed up in my hometown and instead of going as some silly anime or game character like all the other plebs, I went as the Equestria Girls version of Vinyl Scratch. I know, I know she is a girl but... it IS funny seeing the faces I get.

Anyway, to make a long story short, I bought the last missing piece of my cosplay, which was really just a pair of headphones that looked just like the ones the EQG Vinyl wore during the "Music to my Ears" short. That got me sent to Equestria many years in the past and, after a series of events (It was an accident!), I got myself stuck in stone.

I got out thanks to Dissy. And now that I'm free, I'll be here to spread the wubs! If only those uncool Daft Punk looking ponies would just leave me alone...

Cheerilee just can't seem to get a husband and she's always wanted a daughter. But she doesn't have the resources to adopt or procreate. The only solution? Create a daughter. Or rather three.

A bit based on Pattycakes and Coraline.

Princess Twilight Sparkle announces the creation of a new national holiday.

(The Evil Within + MLP crossover)

The mane 6 woke up in a different part of a strange world. They must find the answers about what's happening and facing monsters representing themselves along the way as the world will torture their minds and try to break their will.

This story is The Evil Within+MLP crossover, with Amnesia and Silent Hill vibe added to to the mix.

Each chapter will tell the events happening from each of Mane 6's POV. So most of the events happen concurrently.

This story is tagged AU due to technologies we never seen in the show.
This story is anthro because some objects that appear in this fanfic is...well, is a little more of a nonsense if used by the original ponies we're used to see. But I still don't know if I will change it back to normal ponies, I don't know if the whole anthro thing will be a placeholder instead.

Shackled by her circumstances yet chained to her past, Applejack finds herself a permanent outsider amongst the aloof socialites of Manehattan.
For many years she had thought her future inalterable - until an accidental encounter twists her fate in an unexpected direction.

Set in an alternate timeline in which Applejack didn't return to Ponyville.

Constructive criticism and advice welcome! Tags may be added as story is updated.
Special thanks to sunnypack for editing, and EclipterROME, Regina Wright, Dusk and Moonblast, Dainty Blaze, Sky Breeze, LostThoughts, ScribeScribbles and Scout Charger for pre-reading.

This story is my story. My name is Northwind, I was once a stallion of charm and... well charm's about all. I always felt it was my destiny to go beyond the borders of Equestria, to explore in the name of the crown. I also thought it was my destiny to woo every mare that I met until the day I finally got a chance to travel. I wish I had only considered the latter my destiny. And that I had been more careful about who I flirted with. As a result, I am where I am, and I hate where I am. Magnetic North is no dream. Magnetic North is a living nightmare.

The de Hoofilland Constellation is the world's largest passenger airliner, capable of carrying 1200 passengers and crew halfway around the world. Since its launch, it has become an icon in the world of civil aviation and a major status symbol for Equestria - until one of them mysteriously falls out of the sky, leaving only a sole survivor. Horrified by the plane's sudden failure and the horrendous loss of life, Princess Celestia and Sultan Solaris of Saddle Arabia open up a joint inquiry into the loss of the ill-fated leviathan, with Twilight Sparkle leading the investigation. Will they be able to find the cause? Will the Constellations' image remain tarnished forever? And will the survivor live to tell the tale?

Contains references to real-life aviation disasters. Reader discretion is advised when reading this story.

The crashes featured here are largely based on the calamitous in-flight break-up of the real-life de Havilland Comets, the most notorious of which was the loss of BOAC Flight 781 for London. This story is dedicated to the victims' memories.

It's always difficult for a leader to lead his people. He must be responsible and caring and even show what is right from wrong. A leader is a teacher, helping the younger generations learn of the world. But what if there was never a chance given? Ahuizotl was never given that chance.

Follow Ahuizotl's past and witness what he learned to become a leader.

This was an entry for the April 2015,Writeoff Association 'Great Expectations'

I don't own the art work it belongs to ShadOBabe. Check out her art because I think it's awesome.

Special thanks to my Editor Epicken. Without his talent I would not know where this story would go.

Pinkie Pie had decided to throw a large party, as she normally would, not for anything in particular. She Invited her friends, Spike, and the CMC. The night would be great and festive; with cakes, balloons, confetti, and...blood?

Someone at the party was a murderer but no one could ever imagine any of themselves as one, but the events pointed to that one fact. Someone had blood on their hands.

This story was inspired by "And Then There Were None" by Agatha Christie. And I hope to write more literature inspired stories like this. Perhaps you all can suggest some and I can put them into consideration.

Tu gratias.

I had set up a few Parties and Cons in the past, all in good fun. I certainly could live without the gems it had cost me in the initial investment. How could I have foreseen, just how popular my little business was to turn out.

As I came back to the place where I had organised so much fun, I was all of a sudden informed of a new change to things around here. Living in Punyville had shielded me from picking up most of the changes.

Apparently, I am the sole owner of a fairly large and prestigious Hotel, where numerous stores are at the ground levels. There are also Halls perfect for parties, great or small.

True to myself, there is but the one thing I could do, celebrate, with parties.