Summoned to Canterlot by Royal command to attend Princess Celestia's School for Unicorns, Starjumper Astra is determined to get through the year of study without the secret of exactly what he is being exposed.

He has good reason to keep it a secret. The product of a forbidden marriage of unicorn and thestral, Starjumper is the only living Lykan in the entire world, a pony that is unicorn by day and thestral by night. The thestrals of the Nightlands call him The Cursed One, and there is nothing in the world they want more than to see him dead. If that isn't bad enough, pony folklore has a very dim view of Lykans, labelling them as bloodthirsty, savage monsters, so Starjumper's life is ruled by the secrets that he must keep. Secrets that keep him apart from other ponies, living a life of enforced solitude, a life ruled by the clock that warns him when sunrise and sunset are coming.

All he wants is to be left alone. All he wants is to study magic in peace, get through his year in Canterlot, and then move on. But a quiet, peaceful, uneventful life isn't easy in Canterlot when he finds himself tutoring the rich daughter of the socialite Fancy Pants for living money, who just happens to be a once in a generation magical prodigy with a few secrets of her own. He also runs afoul of one of the most powerful unicorn socialites in Canterlot, that holds a burning prejudice against his half-thestral heritage.

And if all that still wasn't bad enough, he also just happens to be the subject of an ancient prophecy that says that he's one of three ponies that are destined to save Equestria.

Or destroy it.

[Displaced] I was at the New York Anime convention cosplaying Acnologia, but I was missing the necklace. I found it at a vendor in the convention, but as soon as I put it on I woke up in fucking Equestria, AS Acnologia. At least I have both of my arms.

Edit: I am open for crossovers! Just message me and let me know!

Crossover Authors:
Alvasa

Hi! My name is Joshua, or at least it was before The Merchant got his hands on me. Now I'm just another Displaced. and to top it off the first ever time I fell in love... she was taken from me by outside forces. Now exactly one thousand years later, I'm reunited with the one i love with all my black heart.

WOOO FEATURED 8-16-17 thank you guys so much for all the support!

During an attempt to escape from her lunar prison, Nightmare Moon unwittingly pulls something into her dimension that doesn't belong. In doing so, she sows the seeds of her own defeat. Now Luna must deal with the consequences of her other persona's actions.

An Ender's Game crossover exploring common themes of regret and redemption, this story takes place parallel to Seasons 1 and 2. Knowledge of the book is NOT required.

Thanks go to the wonderful and talented Companda for creating a beautiful cover image. The FIMFiction-sized version really does not do it justice. Please take the time to view it on DeviantArt by clicking the source link; you'll be amazed at the level of detail she put into this picture.

Gordon T. Bayles, a middle-aged supply clerk for the government, finds himself first with a brain tumor, then getting brought to a place called Ponyville, changed into a blue and red unicorn. Given the restart by powers unknown, he decides to make the best of matters. Fortunately, he has fallen in with a most excellent group of ponies.

Blacklight had the truth. He knew what he was. He knew Alex was dead, and that he was never human. He knew that Dana was never his sister, and that he was never even slightly related to her. He knew that there was nothing tying him to Dana, no real memories or biological similarities or even species based empathy. For some reason, Blacklight loves Dana like a sister he doesn’t have.

Perhaps this is what keeps him tame when he is brought into a place he does not belong. A scenario where a being of chaos and war brought to a place of harmony and peace is not often a pretty one. Yet with Dana there, somehow he manages not to go berserk and start murdering everything in sight.

Now the Monster of Manhattan contemplates his place in the world, lies to his sister and the ponies, and questions his lack of empathy when he begins to feel remorse for his actions. He is beginning to miss the simple times where the only things he had to deeply contemplate were methods of horrifically mutilating armies with the maximum amount of efficiency. At least that was straightforward.

(This fic operates under the assumption that Prototype 2 and its tie-in comics never existed. If you really have to ask yourself why, play the first game, then play the second game. The reasons should become apparent.)

(Well I'll be damned. Front page on the first day. Thank you all for your support!)

(Well, enough of you seem to think this is funny enough to be a dark comedy, so I added a comedy tag. I have to warn you though, I'm not entirely certain as to how consistent the comedy will be. So don't come into this expecting the wacky misadventures of a murderous psychopath.)

I remembered being human once. I had gone to a convention? before I woke here to see my 'father' Toruk. It took years before we, my siblings and I, rebelled against him and now we are spread across the world. As the natives began hunting us down in the name of their various tribes, I remember us being forced deep into the volcanos and mountains that the dagonspawns guard. Slowly at first, we began a long sleep while waking every once in a while to hear tails of the outside.
It has been centuries or millenia since I have heard from my childern, my dragonspawns, and now I hear the voice of a youngster. Every other day I hear his fears, his hopes and his dreams. Each time he spoke, I would guide him closer to my den. When I hear him prepare to leave though, I knew if he left that I may grow mad. So I directed him and his two friends to me at last.
"Wh-Who are you? How is there a dragon in the mountain, this close to Canterlot!?"
"So there is a town above me hm...what happen to make my dragonspawns leave here, I wonder."

Damien Silver never expect to be sent to another world.
Nor though a Bright flash of light
But curiosity didn't kill this cat
(Well..not yet)
So follow his antics adventures
From the Crystal Empire to the Chrysalis's hive
As he's usually more interested with the world around him rather than finding a way back home.

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