[AiE] It's the first day of winter! What better way to spend it than with a marshmallow pony?

Rated Teen for some vulgar language.

You've heard the story before, you say? No no no no no, this is something else! This is the tale of a man that hates Christmas. No, I swear! There's no green fur here! Hey, is that a pony? How'd she get to his place? Let's see how this unfolds...

Cover Art found on derpibooru. Will remove if requested by owner.

[One-shot] [Humanized/not anthropormophic]
You have become the husband of a powerful ruler -Princess Luna- against her wishes, you love and would do anything for her and your only wish is for her to love you back.
It's been over a month and a half and she's still doing the same thing; ignoring and shutting you out. Hopefully some tea and cheesecake turn the tide.
Warning: contains usage of alcohol and the word hell is used like once in the whole story.

Nice clothes? Check. Bouquet? Check. Prettiest little nurse girlfriend of all time? Double check!

All that needs to happen now is for this big romantic surprise date plan to go off without a hitch. She'll be swept off her feet by dinner at a fancy restaurant, feel as special as she deserves to, and know that she is loved beyond a shadow of a doubt. It'll truly be a special night.
Well, assuming nothing goes wrong, but why would it?
No, of course not! Everything is definitely going to go perfectly according to plan.

Amazing art by Ezoisum, who you should go check out. Will take down if requested.

This story is a sequel to I Can't Sleep

Before Berry Punch can move on with her life, she needs to put the past to rest. That means saying goodbye to someone who has meant so much to her and helped her along the way. Even... if they can't say goodbye back.

WARNING: Contains discussions on death, illness, and the name Anon. Probably isn't exactly what you think.

This story is a part of the Broken Love series. It will make more sense with previous parts.

This story is a sequel to Wait For Me To Come Home

Berry punch circled a date on her calendar a long time ago, and now she can't stop thinking about it. It's not a nice date to remember, and not one she even wants to acknowledge. But she also knows that, when that day comes, she's going to feel like everything has changed for her. It will take someone who loves her deeply to give her some perspective on it all.

WARNING: Contains discussions on sickness and dying, depressing themes, the name 'Anon' and bland pasta. Death tag for morbid discussion only.

This story is part of the Broken Love series, but can be enjoyed without reading previous parts.

Art done by Torifeather, go give them some love.

This story is a sequel to You Are Sick

Sometimes it's late at night, and you can't sleep. Sometimes you just stare at the ceiling and imagine what it would be like if you weren't here anymore, how the world would be different. Sometimes it seems like the world wouldn't even be worse off without you around, and that you might be better off without it.
But those are only idle musings and thoughts. It's not like you actually wish you were dead...
...right?

Warning: Contains depression and suggestions of suicidal/self-destructive thoughts. No actual death or physical self harm takes place. Please don't read this if you're feeling depressed or suicidal, I don't think this would help.

This is a stream of consciousness from the point of view of Berry Punch from the Broken Love series. Can act as a standalone.
Please don't worry. I'm ok.

This story is a sequel to I Am Sick

A few weeks apart doesn't seem so bad. Well, that is, until those weeks of being alone are actually happening. Then it can feel like hell. Fortunately for Berry, her absent love has left something behind to help her pass the days before he returns.

Warning: Contains discussions of death, depressing topics, mild sexual discussion, and the name Anon.

This story is a follow up to When You Least Expect It, but does not require that you read the rest of the series to enjoy.
Coverart by johansrobot

This story is a sequel to On Common Ground

Being sick is never fun. Still, you have to go about your day, right? You have to get up, have to eat, have to take care of yourself. Sometimes it's just too hard to do that, though. Sometimes, even a helping hand isn't enough to steady yourself when you stumble, and all the comfort in the world won't make you forget how sick you are.
Berry Punch knows that all too well, and simply a regular day in her sickened body is enough to drive her mad. Even a little love from someone dear to her may not keep the doubt, hatred, anger, and sadness at bay.

This story is related to the series When You Least Expect It. It features that Berry Punch, as well as Anon briefly, but reading those stories is not entirely necessary before reading this one. Rather stream of consciousness in nature.
Warning, story contains: Discussions of medical conditions, including urine and vomit in a non-sexual way.

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Sometimes we all need a pick-me-up. When Derpy's husband is in need of one, she's there to help.

Edited by Note Pad and Soaring

Artwork by cottonsweets