Lucky Roll has never been lucky. Ever. His father beats him, his brother generally ignores him, his mom is dead, and he has no friends. Fortunately, that last bit changes. But only for a while. Good things never last, and with that streak of lightning, the world he made with her died. But maybe this was for the best after all.

"Hey, I know magic, spells and fun!"
"No, you don't!"
"Yes I do!"
"No you..."
"Wow, this place is funtastic!"

What happens when a strange colt with magic, magical wings and a crown meets with her Majesty Princess Twilight? An imbroglio that will draw a clear line between two worlds forever.

The story was featured on Funtasia Daily. Is that good, no, no and no!

Crossover between MLP and Filly Funtasia, prepare the bleach for your sorry eyes!

As he reclaimed his rightful throne, Discord banished anypony who could stop him to a dimensional backwater. His victory was all but assured... but that's what he'd thought last time. This time around, he included a little insurance. Now one Stanley Baxter must struggle against the machinations of a mad god, the caprice of chaos magic, and the increasing instability of his her his own mind.

A side story of TwistedSpectrum's Five Score, Divided by Four.

A short story about Tom the Rock and Rarity the Unicorn. It involves a dress. It could very well be a famous children's book in the near future.

EDIT: I wasn't being serious on this becoming popular, but holy moly! I doubt this is enough for featuring, but DAMN, a good response or what?

When John suddenly finds Luna's cutie mark on the side of both his thighs, a chain of reactions begins that is as far as he knows, irreversible. Are there any other people that are changing? Or is he completely alone in this world?
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Luna branch of the 'Five Score Divided by Four' universe. This story deserves a read as it is where this all started.
Credit for cover picture (Night Time) goes to Aeritus91
Collabing with: Total Eclipse of the Sun and Experiencing the Dusk

This story is a sequel to Overpinking It

Ponky Piano returns home to Ponyville from Bitaly for a single day, to visit with his very special somepony, Pinkie Pie. Little does he know that his plans for the day are not going to go quite as he had hoped!

This story is a sequel to The Package: Hive and Seek

Other Editions of "The Package":
Hive and Seek (No. 1)

It's that time again! Lunar Republic Extremists have taken over Canterlot Castle and even managed to take the residents, Alicorns included, as hostages! Being in the area and with nothing better to do, Silver Sea gallops back into action. With the unwanted aid of Button Mash, can our hero free Equestria's Royalty? Hell Fucking Yeah! Good things come in small packages.

Image drawn by TheYoungReaper on DA (Commissioned). Click image for source.

Disclaimer: Any Political, Prejudiced or Amoral views voiced in this fiction do NOT reflect my own, nor the creators of the OCs involved. I can't express this enough people. Any hate for any characters should not carry with the OCs elsewhere in the brony fandom, as I have characterised them specifically to fit roles for this story.

Ever wondered if Pinkie Pie told the Cake twins bedtime stories? Ever wondered what sort of stories she would tell? Ever wondered about the meaning of life? If you're reading this, you probably have. Even the last one. If you haven't ever wondered about the meaning of life, that doesn't change anything. Sit down, maybe pour yourself a hot cup of cocoa, or just some warm milk, and sink into the dulcett tones of whatever voice you end up reading this in.

Image is by John Joseco on DeviantArt, and the image is sourced. Check him out. He's awesome. Far more than I.

Pawprint has waited for a long time to tell Arachnia how he feels about her. He's fairly sure he at least has a chance with her, but there's just one problem:
Arachnia likes spiders. A lot.

Once upon a time, in a land far far away—oh, who gives a crap.
All you need to know is this: There’s this big school in an equally big city called Academy City. (Original, I know) And in that school students are graded based on a level system. Twelve is good—Like, “Celestia on a good day” good—one is bad.
I’m level one.
Woop-ti-doo.
But that’s not the worst of it, nope. I have to deal with a math-crazed freak, a nihilist that’s far too happy for her own good, a time manipulator who can’t manipulate her way out of a cardboard box, and, to put the cherry on the cow patty, high school life.
Well, shit.

Warning: Some mildly impolite things are said on occasion.

Cover-Art by: F4celessart
Chapter Header Art by: Gurumane