Was Lightning Dust really that one-dimensional jerk who just had to be kicked out of the Wonderbolt Academy for the better? I don't think so...

I initially wrote this for a panic contest in the Quills and Sofas group, with the prompt being "Alone."

Thanks to Nailah and Firefoxino for their help in proofreading and editing.

Featured on 17/9/20! Thank you to all!

It has been a trying day for Octavia. Unfortunately, the sun's barely risen, Vinyl fell asleep at the kitchen table, and Octavia's coffee has the audacity to be decaf.

Rated Teen because Octavia says damn at least once in there and because I'd rather not argue about what constitutes a swear word and what doesn't.

You stand at the water's edge. Feeling the waves sucking at your feet. You think of her. When do you not? With her wings and her spiral horn. Her crown and her kingdom. She is everything you aren’t.

Principal Celestia muses on what it must be like to be a princess.
TW for dark thoughts and a suicide attempt. Other than that it doesnt really need the T rating.

This story is a midquel to Passing On Together telling what happened between chapters 1 and 2. Was for a long time deleted and combined into one story after being edited. Luster Dawn New Days. Read whichever one you want but this is one of the two original stories brought back at the request of another user.

Luster Dawn, daughter of Starlight and Sunburst goes off on her own journey, from the school of magic and back to her hometown of Ponyville where she makes new friends and learns the greatest magic of all like her mentor before. But little does Luster know that an ancient evil is reemerging in Equestria, and it will be up to her to stop it.

Authors Notes: These stories use a theory I developed gathering info through the mlp wiki rather than the widely believed theory that immortality is the ability of alicorns.

If you believe immortality is a gift you are entitled to your opinion, but please be respectful. I'm trying to give people who don't want Twilight to suffer the curse of immortality an alternative. I would not read this if you are someone who firmly believes immortality is a gift.

Lastly, I would recommend reading the first chapter of Passing On Together first then come back here if you want to be chronolgical, or just go to the New Days version if you don't want to skip around. Link at top.

Revenge is such an easy concept on paper, yet takes a great deal of effort, intellect and dilligence to achieve in reality. Especially so when your rivals and opponents are the Heroes of Equestria themselves.

But no matter. Everypony has their weaknesses, and everypony eventually falls prey to assuring too much trust and confidence in others when they really shouldn't.

She needed to become invisible to these ponies. To just be another member of Ponyville. Crackle Cosette, the casual photographer, no different from Mayor Mare, Nurse Redheart or all the others.

Just a splotch of colour from afar. Nopony to pay attention to, or to distrust. Just one of many to cheer the heroes on from the background.

Written for Bean's Writing Group under the prompt of 'Chrysalis secretly lives as a pony in Equestria' and 'Entire fic as an inner monologue' as a bonus prompt.

Check the group out, and ask the admins for a Discord invite if you're interested in writing some awesome prompts, as well!

When Fluttershy went to bed, she was a normal mare. When she woke up, she could see numbers floating over everypony's heads. They were timers, each one counting down to some unknown event. Most ponies had timers that wouldn't end for years, some for many decades. But everypony had different numbers.

So why does Rainbow Dash's timer end in three hours?

Editing provided by TheMaskedFerret and SolidFire.
Cover art by HopefulSparks!
Spanish translation by SPANIARD KIWI!

This is such a strange new world. All these Ponytas running around, but they aren't on fire. And not a person in sight. Just where am I?

I hope I can make a new friend.

Written for NaNoWriMo 2021.

After Sunset has been at the Canterlot's art museum, everyone is staring at her. But why? Has she something on her?

This fic is part of the A New Empathy-series, but can be read on its own. SCP-099 was written by "Zaeyde" and rewritten by "Sorts".

Written for Bean's Writing Group prompt Don't Look!

Preread by Scriblits Talo.

River Swirl is many things. A born riverlander, a capable and accomplished student at Celestia's School for Gifted Unicorns, a teacher, and finally, the Chancellor of the River Republic.

Or, she was, at least.

Life always puts hurdles in your way to overcome, and yet, when River Swirl is voted out of office, a dream comes crashing down for her. A project she had dreamed of for so long flushed down the drain along with her career.

But she knows there has to be more to herself. More than a politician, no matter her good intentions. She always wanted to bring her ponies forward, to a brighter future. Perhaps now she can go back and look at the past, and find out just where she went wrong. A past that was as troubled as it was great.

And perhaps even the most vague of bonds of years gone by can yet grow into something far greater.

River Swirl and the locations described in this story belong to the Equestria at War alternate universe. Knowing it is not required for this oneshot, but this is where you should go if you're wondering about location names and such.

Rob the earth pony has not had an easy life. Alongside his crippling social anxiety, dead-end job, and general poor looks, he also suffers from a severe aversion to a certain facet of songwriting. Sure is a good thing his fellow citizens of Maretime Bay aren't prone to bursting into spontaneous musical numbers!

... Is that an electric guitar I hear on the horizon?

A surreal (horror?) comedy about xenophobic radicalization.

Warning: Contains excessive and potentially traumatic quantities of rhymes! Caution is advised!

Proofread by PoisonClaw and Max Bet.