Celestia liked to think of herself as a good ruler, and a good pony.

Sometimes, that just wasn't true.

Sometimes, you just have to let yourself go.

You wake up in a land where magic is real and sapient ponies have built a civilisation. Being from a different universe, you have no understanding of their language or laws, but you're happy to have found yourself in the friendliest town there is. Good luck building a new life as their favourite... monkey thing.

There exists an item of such tempestuous power, of forsaken woe and glorious splendor, that those who are aware of it only speak its name in whispers. And yet, the temptation always reappears, the prospect of dreams fulfilled too alluring for the ignorant to resist. Throughout the realms, its origins and exact appearance vary, but the results of its use almost never leave those mortal fools walking away happy. It is called the Deck of Many Things. And one just fell into the outstretched hooves of the Cutie Mark Crusaders. May fortune save them from their doom.

(You don't actually need to know anything about D&D to understand this. Not knowing what's coming might actually make the experience even funnier, honestly.)

Coverart by Zetamad

On a world where magic exists only in the distant past, a young unicorn Princess is utterly convinced she won't live to see the day when it is rediscovered. Thus, she doesn't know what to think when, after a particularly nasty run-in with orbiting procedures, it changes her life forever.

Updates Mondays, if ready. Or, on Patreon, when ready.

And last but not least, many thanks to Shooting Star for graciously permitting me to use his OC, and to Gerandakis for the editing assist!

Rewrite/translation to past tense started 6/21/2020 and subsequently stagnated. There's a few changes to the wording, so it flows better, but all the same events are taking place in all the same places, and all the same words are being said. I'd recommend a re-read for the details being added, but it's not necessary.

The war against Sombra has left Queen Chrysalis's hive starved of pony love. As a desperate act, she braves the icy Frozen Wastes to find the Crystal Empire, said to be protected by the power of love itself...

Princess Cadance finds herself at the helm of an empire in shambles and with little experience to guide it. Things change when she learns of a pony rescued from the Frozen Wastes...

A story of worlds colliding and love blooming.

Written in the Postwar Timeline Alternate Universe.

Cover art made with art by lopoddity.

Chapter 1 submitted for Right Back At It Again 2020 Shipping Contest.

Proofreading/Editing Credits:
Chapter 1: wishcometrue, Ali della Morte
Chapter 2: Ali della Morte
Chapter 3: Ali della Morte

Maretropolis' classy and hypnotic cat burglar, Mes-mare-a is after the Rainbow's Tear diamond, but high security ensures it's not a one pony job. Perhaps she can 'convince' one of the Power Ponies to help her.

Over the ages, many a wizard has considered the potential for the existence of parallel universes. Often, they've also contemplated what might happen if someone were to cross the line into such a parallel universe- even, how they might do that.

Not one, however, expected that others might come to their world... nor anything that happened after. The first sign they had... was silence in the Owlry.

A rewrite/reimagining of the once popular and now cancelled The Gate, this time with an outline... and a more balanced magic system. And, a different perspective. Should be fun...

Written with the editing assistance of both Gerandakis and Skittlebug.

As always, tags may be updated as the story progresses.

Updates weekly on Tuesdays, or immediately on Patreon... when I have chapters available. Which, in theory, is more often than not.

He smiled slyly at me. "Well, what do you wish for?".
I smiled back, and, slurring my words, answered, "I wish to be a pony in Equestria,".
"Consider it granted," he said. "Just close your eyes,".
"If you say so," I shrugged, and closed them. I felt his finger touch my forehead.

Inspired by the story Trust Once Lost, by Greenhorne