People will do anything to distract themselves from their problems. In an age where the situation could be both a hundred times worse and a thousand times better, there are still stories floating around. You know the type: a young human gets snatched from his/her homeworld and dropped in a land far from home, and they have to either shape up or ship out before it's too late.

Replace "human" with "Reploid", and you have a good idea what's happened to me. This land of Equestria is as completely alien to me as I am to its residents. If I can't return home then I'll have to figure out how to adapt to its environs, but my time and options are running out quickly. I'm not ashamed to admit that I'm getting desperate.

I am Fairy Leviathan, one of Neo Arcadia's Four Guardians, and I will gladly accept your help if you have any to offer.

There is a Frequently Asked Questions blog on this story. Please read it first before getting into the story. Thank you.

The cover image is Leviathan's official art from Rockman X DiVE. I haven't been able to find a reasonable alternative and circumstances aren't allowing me to commission something, so I'm just going to leave it as is.

Don't know about the 'Human' tag for this one, as it's kind of iffy. Personally I think it's alright, as Reploids are close enough to 'human' for it not to matter, but your mileage may vary.

Has a TV Tropes page here.

Here's EAW's timeline btw

And here is an image of the map of EAW + Europe.

Late Victorian era Europe of 1888 is inserted into the EAW universe in their respective year of 774ALB (Just after Grover I fails his invasion of Sicameon). Also, none of the Europeans remain human. Discord blushes.

Grover I, or the soon-to-be, "The Blessed," rests his creaky bones as he receives news of the defeat against Sicameon. Grover II will remember that. He pays little mind to this advancement, after all, he expected as much considering he only sent a meagre force mostly comprised of levies and Acquilean sellswords in his so-called 'military expedition,' though, he regrets the unifying effect he inadvertently initiated on the Parishes.

Across the sea, Celestia, as always carefully schemes and manipulates the fates of her neighbours, namely, Severyana, of which royal family and attached royal court she had been patiently nudging into a hyperbolic pit of Tartarus every generation or so to orchestrate a succession crisis. She figured they would blow up in 22 years. Of course, she could just ditch the mind-numbingly slow subtlety and just kick the Tzar in the flank and turn the boyars into ash, but she doubted the proud burghers and peasants of Severyana would appreciate that one bit.

Meanwhile, in Europe.

The Brits wept at the loss of their source of tea.

The Russians purchased a noose upon realising there was nothing past the Ural mountains.

The French erupted in civil disobedience, protests, riots; political and regular violence epidemic, Paris was in ru- oh wait, sorry, France was completely normal.

The Germans drowned themselves in beer. To their wives, 'it was because they had turned into mythical lion-eagle hybrids'. But really, they always finding excuses to get plastered.

The Austro-Hungarians continued to be a tongue-twister, and the powderkeg they sat on turned into a RBMK reactor with Dyatlov in charge.

The Italians surrendered to their mirrors when they awoke.

The Swiss became dragons.

The Spanish pretended that they had lost alot.

The Nords ate glue & paste.

The Balkans became Balkan-ier.

And the Portuguese... Uh, they existed.

Written on a phone.

I don't check my work. (It drains my motivation)

About my writing style: Why yes, I enjoy the mass assault doctrine. How could you tell???

I'm creatively bankrupt and have been playing an unhealthy amount of Victoria III and Equestria at War, and after my 9th playthrough of genocidal Suntail and Funni black flag Russia, I had the brilliant idea of writing a fic with the premise of Victorian Europe tryna scramble up the continents of Equus, Griffonia and Zebrica during their kinda-Renaissance.

It is very niche, but this story is mostly for me. I had to make a part of my brain shut up and unfortunately, my lobotomist got arrested, so I gotta do this now.

Yay, I got featured.

The shitty title pic is mine.

To the north, Queen Chrysalis' empire grows strong with conquest, industry, and fearsome new weapons.

To the south, Equestria sleeps.

But not Miss Harshwhinny. She is not a soldier, owns no factories, did not even know what a tank was before seeing a picture. She can learn, though, and she can see what is coming. And as the day of invasion draws near, she races against time to build for Equestria a weapon with a fighting chance.

(An Equestria at War fic.)

Now with a dramatic reading by Skijaramaz!

Chinese translation here!: https://fimtale.com/t/67031

Long ago, I was impressed into serving the Dark Emperor Grogar. When he was defeated, I was punished for my servitude with imprisonment in Tartarus. Chained to a tower and left to my own devices for a period of time I had long since forgotten, I was certain I would never get out.

But as fate would have it, Cerberus, the eternal guard dog of Tartarus, would abandon his post, leaving the gates open for anyone who wished to escape. Taking the opportunity, I now found myself free to roam the world once again, along with the chance to start my life anew.

That is, if everything goes smoothly.

This story is a reimagining of one of my previous works, Havoc. You can read that too if you want.

Criticism is allowed, so don't be afraid to say negative things about this story.

Loreley never asked to be put in a high position of rulership as the Queen of the Dead... and yet here she is.

She never asked to possess the power to have complete control over the dead... yet here she received it.

Now over the years of quiet solitude and ruling over all the dead, she has grown distant and prideful for no friends exist for the Queen of Death and unfortunately, she hates immortals and those who fear and/or cheat death.

If things turn out differently, maybe she might feel some sort of wholeness in her empty void that she calls her heart.

Co author Lunar Flarion

Edit: Featured on September 18...... I have no words for my thanks

After being blown up, Lilly wakes up as a cartoon filly, knowing she was lucky enough to be given a new life, Lilly will need to navigate her way through this new world. Much to her annoyance they still treat her like a child. She just hopes the rest of her squad made it out. All she wants in her new life is a little respect from those around her. Maybe she should just let herself live the childhood she never got.

When Captain Price and the remnants of Task Force 141 get transported through space and time while looking for Makarov, they end up in a strange land called 'Equestria.' While they all just want to go home to finish their own war, will a new war in this mystical place keep them from going?

This story is a sequel to A Mother's Wish

For centuries a certain alicorn has been trapped in another dimension, living quietly, and avoiding being seen by the human eye. When she finally found a way home, her spell went wrong, and it pulled a human consciousness in with her.

That said, consciousness is me, Alex. I woke up one day, only to discover that I had turned into a pony, but I didn't turn into just any pony. I became a pony known as Lauren Faust, the mother to Celestia and Luna. Now I’m living in the Canterlot castle; I have a bunch of royals acting like children, changelings running around, and an ancient alicorn prankster stuck inside my head. All I can say is things get a little hectic.

Prequel is an optional side story.

Rewrite/Return to FimFiction.
You can find the original story HERE

Big thanks to STTPStudio for creating a reading of this story.

After serving the Osean Air Force for another three years, Trigger retired. One day, in his personal ex-fighter jet, went for another free flight. It all went downhills when a mysterious massive storm sudden covered his flight route; due to his love of being a daredevil, Trigger; as always, flew right into the storm. Lost in the storm, Trigger struggled to fly out. But when he did flew out, he quickly learned that this isn't his world. Pegasus that can go super sonic? Anthro ponies? Magic?! Nope, definily not in Osea anymore.

Little does he know, a storm is forming, and War is approaching...

This story is a sequel to A weapon in Equestria

Here's the original fic: A Weapon In Equestria

Ok so you all know about the displaced stories on the fimfiction website right? Well turns out there true who new right? Well i didn't because I thought that the people who went missing were just kidnapped not sent to another universe. But I'm getting off track, anyways I went to comic-con dressed as my oc which is a hybrid of several different monsters from games and movies that i liked. I met someone dressed as The Kreeper from the jeepers kreepers movies. I bought a obsidian tablet with ancient writing on it and he wanted me to put my own symbol/mark on it. So i did not knowing what it would do and I was sent to Equestria with the obsidian tablet and I was turned into a infent of my oc and was hatched in fluttershy's cottage and it turns out that the obsidian tablet tells the destiny of the monsters of this world of equestria and my destiny apparently is to fight the bad monsters...yay.

[Displaced fic]