Planet Valhalla Nexus, a strangely large world full of each different type races of Anthropomorphic Furry Vixens. Each kind live in different law rules of kingdoms, compete in tournament hunts to test their skills, and journey to discover treasures or something else in mind. However, there's been some problems in each kingdom as things grew bad in countless years. Even worse, a huge invasion has their coordinates set on the next targets. What happens next when one of the Vixens stumble upon an abandoned space ship containing an endangered sentient? Can the human somehow change the rules and survive from the females having their eyes set on him while training to fight a possible war on Valhalla Nexus?

Atlas awakes, naked and afraid in the Everfree where he gets his bearings. His interactions with ponykind aren't exactly going as planned, but what can you do when they view you as a beast. Easy, be the most amazing fucking human version of Seabiscuit or Lassie that ever lived.

YHaY story setting where humans are treated as more expensive animals (like horses) rather than widespread creatures that fit the role of cattle/dog/cat/etc. Some are still used in bad way, but yeah. Rating and content are subject to change.

Discord knows many things, has powers that can make heads flip and worlds turn upside down with a snap of his fingers, but if he's turned to stone again if Twilight can break her friends free from his influence, he was going to need an heir. Before his secondary loss, which he knew would eventually be inevitable, he chooses someone from another world, a young man named Charles, to take his stead and be the next Lord of Chaos. But with a new life comes a new body, and it's hard to be a menacing, chaotic deity when you're turned into a young draconequus colt.

This is a story requested by LordOfChoas.

This story is a sequel to Anon Buys the Everfree Forest

Anon is here and still very much on his bullshit. While he now has the run of his expansive property, not only does he have to assure his sovereign soil receives proper international recognition, he now has a flock of citizens seeking his guidance, expertise, and wisdom.

Ah well, one out of three isn't so bad, right?

Art is once again by me, lol.

After finding an alicorn filly in the Uppercastes and having everypony she knew turn against her, Lucky Favor makes it her mission to take the filly across the lands of a pre-unified Equus to reach a safe haven in Equestria. But first, she has to hire a housecarla for the job. Who better than this "hyoo-men" she's heard so much about, and who just might be the first one she's met who does not want to kill her and the alicorn?

This story takes place in the RGRE (Reversed Gender Roles Equestria) universe and has been converted to prose from its original greentext state.

On hiatus for extensive rewrites.

Anon is tired of the hectic day-to-day of living amongst the ponyfolk and decides to purchase some land in the Everfree to have some peace and quiet all by his lonesome. How much land you ask? All of it

Join me in watching as Anon sorts out the bits and bobs of his newfound assets. It is sure to be a ride, and definitely not a smooth one.

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Takes place starting shortly after the conclusion of Slice of Life.

Featured for Nine Consecutive days from 6-20-21 to 6-29-21!

Check out the audiobook by Straighttothepoint!: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=PhMoe4RfYz0

Anon was rather surprised to wake up in a world of magical talking horses. He was even more surprised to discover that said horses already knew him from a TV show.

Inspired by some old prompts in the RGRE thread. Cover art by Nignogs.

This story is a sequel to Shower Singing

I made a sequel because sleep is for the week.

Anon continues his desperate floundering through pony society and trying to understand some of the forces at work. The results are shocking to say the least. Dragged on a diplomatic mission to a foreign land by the ruler of the land, Anon must confront more than a few fears and self doubts to overcome the coming storm.

Warning tags are for casual mentions and innuendoes so far.

(You don't really need to read the prequel to enjoy this story to it's fullest as it was mostly just for spoofs and laughs, but it is there if you'd like.)

This fic, is about a fan of Hazbin Hotel, who made his own Alastor costume for halloween in New Orleans. Unfortunately he never got to go trick or treating, because he ordered the final piece of his costume from the merchant.

Warning: story includes content that may be uncomfortable for some readers.

Disclaimer: I do not own my little pony, the Alastor character, or the art within the story.

I'm mostly making this story because some people (you know who you are) have not written many stories like this, that feature the Hazbin Hotel franchise. So I must take it upon myself to pave the way for more of its kind. I do believe that this may be one of my best works, I’m gonna be working really hard on this. I hope you enjoy.

Enjoy my story, and please give it a like, and follow me for more content on my other stories.

Rainbow Dash's morning was pretty much ruined.
She tripped getting out of bed and landed flat on her face, giving herself an aching muzzle.
She forgot to buy her favorite brand of hay flakes at the store yesterday and had to eat plain toast for breakfast.
She found out she had to pull double-duty today and tomorrow on the weather patrol.
Oh, and she found a nearly-dead foal, broken and bleeding at the edge of Ponyville.

The rest of her day became a whirlpool of stress and worry but the colt woke up, thank Celestia.
Something's not right, though. Nopony can find his parents, he's not in the registers, and there's an unsettling look in his eye...

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YouTube reading by Fire Hearth

Chinese Translation by forgivenlove

Russian Translation by Likantrop

TV Tropes page, if you're interested in that sort of thing.