A thousand years before Nightmare Moon returned, two brothers came to Equestria, intent on stealing Equestrian magic. But one of them saw the goodness in the peoples he once opposed.

His brother, however, wanted to conquer the lands he loved. So, with little other options, Scorpan must use force to stop him.

Long ago in the Magical Land of Ponies I wound up being struck there by buying something from a con. I shouldn't have done that at all. Now I'm the reploid known only as X.

While stuck in a past filled with strange little ponies I'm forced to deal with a strange chimera with a propensity for mind control, several miscommunications, denizens of a shadowy realm of evil and trying desperately to keep the lack of a heart beat from driving me insane due to a disconnect of my humanity and the robotic body I now possess. I hope to whatever god that lives here that I survive longer than a week.

Season 7 Finale Spoilers. Read at your own risk.

Editor: FTR2017

Starswirl the Bearded is a powerful wielder of magic, who for many years has safeguarded the realm of Equestria. From treating different nations, teaching the princesses, to facing horrible magical creatures of the land, he has seen it all. However, on one fateful day, his life would change. During a raid against trappers he discovered three small children and he knew of what they are. Knowing the risk they would bring he knew what dangers they possessed to Equestria.

Yet, how could he do his duty for his country when they were the last of their kind?

Update: The update is a new picture that was created by the ever talented Skecchiart. Do go check him out, because he is awesome.

This story is a sequel to The Princess that Equestria Never Had

Although this fic is listed as a sequel, you won't be missing anything if you read this fic without reading Never Had.

After traveling through time to stop Starlight Glimmer from changing the course of history, Princesses Celestia and Luna give Twilight Sparkle the opportunity of a lifetime: the chance to study under Star Swirl the Bearded himself! Nothing can go wrong with such a powerful time travel spell in such capable hooves. Twilight knew there was something familiar about Clover the Clever when she read the Journal of the Two Sisters, but she never knew exactly how familiar.

Based off a theory developed by DRWolf001 and written with his permission, with additional hypotheses developed by The Brony Notion.

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7/4/20 UPDATE: After attending a panel from my friend Vivid Syntax I've decided to mark this story as "complete" and start a new story for the rest of Twilight's time as Clover the Clever. More details in a blogpost.

After devastatingly losing her battle against Starlight Glimmer in the Season 5 Finale, Princess Twilight Sparkle is shunned from true reality and must learn to live in the ways of this alternate dimension. In that dimension, she finds a banged-up Nightmare Moon huddling in some bushes, bleeding badly. Twilight has a great idea, and so she takes in Nightmare Moon as both a "daughter" and a pupil, raising her to be the best she can, making sure she won't try taking over the world (even though she was Nightmare Moon). However, both ponies must face serious challenges. Will they make it? Will Twilight be killed somehow by Nightmare, or will Nightmare's reign last forever once she finally achieves it?

This story is a sequel to Harmony Unbound

Luna is home again. A new home, in fact; a library in Ponyville. Things are messy right now between her and Celestia, and awkward. After things ended so poorly between the two of them last time, and clearly neither of them is ready to face the other again, she instead found herself a new place in the world.

But Luna is not sad. She has a new life, and new friends to lift her spirits. It's all helped her settle in, settle her past, and finally be happy again. Even if she cannot or does not go back to her old life with Celestia, she's plenty confident she'll remain cheery and content.

Then tickets to the Grand Galloping Gala arrive for her and her friends, and it completely stresses her out. Because Celestia will be there, and she might not be ready, even by then.

This story is a sequel to I Am Sick

A few weeks apart doesn't seem so bad. Well, that is, until those weeks of being alone are actually happening. Then it can feel like hell. Fortunately for Berry, her absent love has left something behind to help her pass the days before he returns.

Warning: Contains discussions of death, depressing topics, mild sexual discussion, and the name Anon.

This story is a follow up to When You Least Expect It, but does not require that you read the rest of the series to enjoy.
Coverart by johansrobot

This story is a sequel to On Common Ground

Being sick is never fun. Still, you have to go about your day, right? You have to get up, have to eat, have to take care of yourself. Sometimes it's just too hard to do that, though. Sometimes, even a helping hand isn't enough to steady yourself when you stumble, and all the comfort in the world won't make you forget how sick you are.
Berry Punch knows that all too well, and simply a regular day in her sickened body is enough to drive her mad. Even a little love from someone dear to her may not keep the doubt, hatred, anger, and sadness at bay.

This story is related to the series When You Least Expect It. It features that Berry Punch, as well as Anon briefly, but reading those stories is not entirely necessary before reading this one. Rather stream of consciousness in nature.
Warning, story contains: Discussions of medical conditions, including urine and vomit in a non-sexual way.

Living in a studio apartment has its upsides. It's quiet, easy to clean, and it's all the space you really need! In fact, being in wide open spaces is kind of a problem for you, and coming home feels amazing after a grueling day outside. It's lucky you have Twilight there to make you feel comfortable and safe whenever you finally shut the door behind you.

Still, there's some part of you screaming that this safety and comfort isn't entirely a good thing. Feeling safe can't possibly be bad, can it?

Warning: This story is not a comedy, and deals with anxiety and phobia. NOT my normal fare.

Reading by Nante HERE!

Ponies are like those weird experimental dishes my broodmother sometimes makes: really interesting and probably good for a story, but never the type of thing I’d want to poke, for fear it might take off my hoof. I already learned my lesson the first time something I ate came back to haunt me. Sure, they're flavorful, but I’d like to be a bit more discerning when I’m trying to distinguish “edible” and “by-the-queen-it’s-looking-at-me.”

C-can I please leave the table?

I’m Nymph, and I'm now a changeling infiltrator.

Special shout-out to Georg for giving my chapters a final passover before publication! He is equal parts terrible and wonderful, and I am thankful for every bit of it.