About 15 years after Twilight takes over as Ruler of Equestria...five immortal alicorn princesses sit around a table in a retirement village and eat cake.

(Okay, maybe Celestia is eating most of the cake.)

Cover art credit

Rated T for a LOT of innuendo/sexual dialog. You have been warned.
Flurry Heart is a teenager in this story.
This is NOT canon to my other princess stories, A mane fit for a princess and Twilight Sparkle orders hayburger delivery

Featured 5/18, 5/19, 5/20/20...
EDIT: Featured at #1 on 5/18/20...! Thanks so much you guys!

This story is a sequel to Why Ancient Rituals Don't Always Work

It's been almost eleven months since the event at the Ancient Mareyan Sun Temple. Ahuizota and Derring Do are settling into the life of a family, ready to raise their kid. There's still much for the young couple to learn, and it can only be taught with time.

They just cross fingers and feathers and hope they don't screw it up.

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Title name by The Shade

Twilight is granted the opportunity to show off some of her smarts by giving a presentation at the Canterlot School of Magic about life in and around Equestria. However, while she practices one of the transformation spells she got in a book from Zecora, she finds out a lot about the spell, but much, much more about her little dragon assistant.

Celestia's morning has been difficult enough, between hearing Twilight's confession of love, and then breaking her heart as gently as possible. Mere moments later, her private chambers are rocked by the shockwaves of a time-traveling spell. This marks the arrival of Celestia's alleged lover from five thousand years in the future, Princess Twilight Sparkle—or as she insists on Celestia referring to her, Glitter-Flanks.

Armed with thousands of years of knowledge of which buttons to push and how to make her squirm, Glitter-Flanks has traveled back to this date for one singular purpose: to establish the closed time loop that sets the two of them up as a couple.

You and Fluttershy have a child together. You probably should have considered the ramifications of interspecies breeding first.

Ember expected to get a few admirers when she became the new dragonlord. Well, more than a few.

She didn't expect that a large number of them would be ponies that she had never even met.

And she really didn't expect them to write physically impossible stories about her and Spike.

She's got a lot of misconceptions to correct. More than she ever expected.

T is for Train, if by chance you see a train, don't feel bad to relieve the pain, but be careful not to offend, otherwise your journey might meet a bitter end.

White Whistle is the conductor for the Sol Treader, a train with tracks moving from the frozen Crystal Wastes to the north to the Equestrian wasteland to the south. With his brother, Cold Coal serving as the train's engineer, Whistle and the train leave the town of Gemstock for the town of Cryptmane. However, when a stowaway is uncovered onboard, everything starts to go wrong.

I created this story for the ABC: Dangers of the Wasteland challenge for the Fallout: Equestria group.

If you enjoy this story and the setting it provides please let me know. Perhaps if enough people like it, I will actually make it into a longfic.

WeaponPrime did some prereading and editing for me.

Shortly after Glorisa's destructive rampage, Timber Spruce and his sister focus their efforts on Camp Everfree's reconstruction, trying their best to get things back in working order.

While cleaning out one of the cabins, Gloriosa discovers an old trunk full of her late grandparent's effects, including: a hefty sum of gold Reichsmarks saved up from the old country and their original plans for the camp to be modeled after the FKK Movement.

Gloriosa & Timber decide to convert Camp Everfree into what their grandparents had originally envisioned: a resort where people can enjoy the majesty of nature as nature intended.

Equestria has thrived for millennia, led dutifully by its diarchy. Only the most capable and qualified of ponies can be responsible for such a bountiful legacy.

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Right?

Cover Art by Jbond92

Proofread by my fantastic friends Rose Quill, Nova Quill, Heartshine Quill, RoMS Quill, Undome Quill, Regi Quill, and Wishcometrue (sadly she lacks a quill)

If you enjoyed this fic and are a fan of Fallout Equestria why not check out it's spiritual sequel, Fallout Equestria is a Very Serious AU. Also check out The Enchanted Library: The Secret Chapters and The Clocktower, three other spin-offs of a similiar vein.

"What the fuck did I just read? And why am I smiling?" - Corejo

"In any case, stories with the diarchs being generally horrible people are a hard sell for me, but this does such a brilliant job of crossing the line twice (or some much, much greater even number of times) that I'm eagerly looking forward to more." - FanOfMostEverything

Twenty-eight years have passed since Twilight has taken over for Celestia and Luna and now the night she dreads is here. The Gala is always boring but it's far worse when none of her friends are able to come since they all have responsibilities with even Spike saying he's too busy. Despite this, the Gala will change how she sees one of her oldest friends and give her the happy ending she had been looking for for years.

Twispike Fluff along with many other ships. Also I wanted to thank Fristart for making the cover! Their art is fantastic!