I was one step away from accomplishing my lifelong dream. But an accident appears to have changed my life for the worst. My life-long goal now seemed unachievable in a new world with things I previously thought impossible. But when a new goal is discovered, what will it take to accomplish? But as they say, dream on.

Constructive criticism is greatly appreciated and helps me make the story better.
Huge thanks to Arch Medley for making the cover art!
I would also like to thank my new editor for helping me with *cough* a few *cough* corrections. I would give credit, but they wished to remain anonymous.

Now with a reading by Lotus Moon

I really wanted to write a heartfelt Pinkie fic, since she is my favorite pony. So I thought of this.

Ratted Teen for mentions of self harm.

My editor, Griphongirl_Ellie and I wrote this together. I may know Pinkie Pie, but nobody knows her like she does. She helped me add some really good parts that really helped the story come to life.

Dedicated to my friends Sketch, Tomohiro, Bookie, Ellie, Mom, Fire Bloom, and Lotus Moon. You've seen me at my worst, but still love me despite me feeling like I'm not worth it.

Another thank you to Ellie for helping me write and edit this, along with adding the shading to the cover art. Love ya, girlfriend!

Original art

Cutting myself is the only way I can express my frustration and anger. The only way to say how I feel. It also feels like an addiction. The adrenaline is like a high so I just keep doing it, because the low feels unbearable.

Pinkie wasn’t stupid. She knew a lot of things about her friends, sometimes she pretended not to so that they wouldn’t be hurt, but this thing was hurting because she couldn’t bring it up without hurting her friend.

Two friends, one problem, and it seems the only solution is a hug.

EDIT 8-21: Thank you SO much everyone for all the positive feedback on this, it really means a lot to me, and it makes me so happy to see how far the story has come in the past few days. THANK YOU!!!

Rainbow Dash's morning was pretty much ruined.
She tripped getting out of bed and landed flat on her face, giving herself an aching muzzle.
She forgot to buy her favorite brand of hay flakes at the store yesterday and had to eat plain toast for breakfast.
She found out she had to pull double-duty today and tomorrow on the weather patrol.
Oh, and she found a nearly-dead foal, broken and bleeding at the edge of Ponyville.

The rest of her day became a whirlpool of stress and worry but the colt woke up, thank Celestia.
Something's not right, though. Nopony can find his parents, he's not in the registers, and there's an unsettling look in his eye...

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YouTube reading by Fire Hearth

Chinese Translation by forgivenlove

Russian Translation by Likantrop

TV Tropes page, if you're interested in that sort of thing.

When you take a detour, you go a little out of your way to go around, then come back to your previous path and continue to your destination. You don't really think about it much, and it normally doesn't take that long. However, for Jake Weston, his plane, and the two automobiles he was hauling, this was not a normal detour. Get ready, because he's not returning to his previous path anytime soon.
(I encourage everyone to continue reading through the first few chapters even if they find the writing to be "amateur". This is my first fic, and the writing will improve as you move on. Also keep an eye out for the sequel coming soon! Thanks!)

Phoenix, a college drop out with no motivation or drive beyond trying not live on the streets, is set to ship off for the military till a chance encounter changes his fate. When he is offered a way to turn around his life, by going to Equestria of all things, he agrees believing it to be a nothing more than a joke. Upon opening his eyes he soon realizes that he truly is in Equestria but as a filly.
Placed into a life he didn't want, hes forced to confront his own flaws learning what he never could on Earth.

Inspired by:
Anon3mous1 Greenhorne's Trust once Lost
Minalkra's Oh to be old again
and most substantially by Boopy Doopy's Mind over Matter

Excess magic use has numerous ways of backfiring, most commonly exploding. Or more rarely, it could have interesting side effects none could have predicted. So imagine what blasting an evil moon goddess with the mother of all rainbows could result in.

Unfortunately for me, these so-called 'side effects' involved dragging my defenceless self through time and space from my normal everyday life in the most abrupt teleport known to man. Transforming me into a small strange pegasus thing in the process and promptly spitting my ass out into the most deranged forest I've ever seen.

Now my new body made it so I'm no taller than a bloody chair stool, I could barely walk with these alien legs, my size telling me I was younger than what I probably should be, and to add to my already horrendous situation I haven't eaten since I got here!

I don't know what I am, but I have the feeling I really shouldn't exist.

I'm not new to writing but this is my first story here. As such grammar corrections and criticism are welcome.

Enjoy.

I'm Chase, a twelve-year-old in juvenile, eating lunch with my friend Lily. Well, that's the last thing I remember before everything faded to black.

I don't know where I am.

I don't know what I am.

My ears still are still sensitive

But that's okay.

Lily's here too.

(Note: Tags may change as the story progresses.)

Flurry Heart's Crystaling didn't quite go as planned. After vanishing in a powerful magical surge, she became the most high-profile missing pony case in Equestrian history. Twilight leads the search to find her, before it's too late.

Unbeknownst to her, Flurry has already been found, by an unfortunate human who happened to be hiking near the place she appeared. Flurry Heart's magic is irresistibly powerful, and soon changes all around her to suit her whims. Soon Flurry's rescuer is fighting to reverse the magic, before the authorities notice and separate him from the only possible source of help.

Cover by Zutcha, editing by the Eevees in the hood Two Bit and Sparktail.

Updates most Tuesdays.

Note: This story was written as a commission for the generous patron of the arts Crescent Pulsar. If you'd like one of your own, feel free to PM me.

Tracy Maxwell is in a desperate situation: find somewhere to live, or lose the internship he needs to survive. After exhausting every property in the city, one last option appears the day before his deadline. Sure the agent selling the place is a little weird, and more than a little overeager to get the property signed off. At the worst, maybe there's a little mold in the bathroom somewhere, and he has to make do until the lease is up.

But then he steps inside and discovers things can be much worse. The property is in another universe, and while he's there he'll have to play by its rules. He's free to continue working his dream job, so long as he keeps to the contract. Even worse, he's got a roommate who has no intention of leaving him alone.

If he ever wants to escape, he'll have to read the Fine Print.

This story now has a hardcover! If you'd like one of your own, you can grab it here: https://starscribe.net/

This story is a commission by _Kenzu_!

When I agreed to be sent to Equestria I didn't read the fine print. I'm the wrong age, the wrong sex, and lost in the wilderness.

New Cover art commissioned from Lunar Froxy.