Each of the Bearers of Harmony came to that first Grand Galloping Gala with a dream in her heart and dreadfully few relevant facts in her mind. Rarity dreamt of finding her Prince Charming. She knew his name, appearance, and not much else.

But in this timeline, one of her friends has her back.

Prince Blueblood. Last of his Noble line. Canterlot's most eligible bachelor. Aristocratic, affluent, and arrogant. But, surprisingly enough, a stallion who knows what is truly important in life: Family.

Placed fourth in the January 2016 Write-Off Event: Look, I Can Explain.

No one's important. No one's special. Except for the princesses.

Blueblood's always known this. He's always accepted this. He'll never be special. He'll never do anything important.

But now he has to. There's too much at stake.

He knows he'll fail, but he has to try. Because...

'Eternity is wasted on hatred, Mr. Harlow. For try as we might, immortality slips away, and we're left with only our shame.'

Peter Harlow is many things. Prepared for becoming a Dracula knock off on a planet full of talking fairy tale animals is not one of them.

He is however stubborn and determined to make it work. If he can succeed is yet to be seen, but one thing is certain

He's a Vampire.

Not a Displaced fic.

Coverart by the delightful rikithemonk

Inspired by
Skeletor, Master of the Empire by Hotel_Chicken
How I started a war in a children cartoon by Netap

Cadance always wanted a sister. She just didn't expect it to involve so many angry cultists with plans to get rid of her. The young princess must face her dark reflection. Could only one of them escape? There were better solutions...

Done for a dear patron. We'll start in the month of rushes! Then slow down to 1/week updates.

After several jumps go wrong, Anon lands himself, er, herself into another land of colorful equines. This time stuck for an entire year before being able to continue on her quest of returning home.

Question remains, will Anon want to?

Proofread and edited by PseudoBob Delightus and Discombobulated Soul

Starts shortly before season one. More character tags will be added as they become relevant.
Includes a grumpy former human.
Dark tag for flashbacks.
Violence tag for flashbacks, mentions of past violence and the second chapter and tenth chapter
Will there be cake?
Maybe?
Maybe includes cake.

This story is a sequel to Spilled Ink

It has been a month since Ink Blot awoke in Equestria. His memories have been restored, though many questions remain. How did he come to Equestria? Can he return home? Is there anything left for him to even return to?

He does not know. He may never know.

But for today, and for every day that will ever come, he chooses to continue to live. For those who could not.

If there's one thing the denizens of Equestria have always needed, it's to have somewhere to relax and knock back a few drinks. The tales that follow chronicle Haggis, a surly ex-adventurer, and her plucky human assistant, as they attempt to live their lives and please customers of all varieties.

Artwork by AnonTheAnon (Twitter @RealAnonTheAnon)

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In the forest near Ponyville, somepony stirs. Dazed, he tries to remember himself and comes up short.

He knows should remember something, but it's all hidden behind some sort of mental barrier. There are so many questions, but so little answers. The only thing for him to do is try and find somepony else who can help him. But who would help some random stranger wandering in from the forest? And is his past worth remembering?

This is the story of Ink Blot.

This story takes place after the end of Season 9, but before the future seen in the finale.

Princess Celestia and Princess Luna have been watching over Equestria for many centuries. They've seen cities rise and fall, empires grow and collapse. They've guided their subjects through the ages better than anypony could hope for.

So why, then, do they feel so alone at the end of time?

^{Written for the A Thousand Words Contest II, in the 'Drama' category.}