So, ever been told you were living the wrong life? No? Well...let me tell you a thing! More like a story than a thing but regardless! It started when I died, then I got into a political debacle, prevented an assassination, then things just got crazy and really interesting.

Now I'm stuck as some weird Symbiote thing that needs ponies to host it or something. I dunno, I'm learning this stuff with you guys. What do you say? Care to join me on this weird roller-coaster with no brakes and missing tracks that is now my life?

So, this was a story that was originally made by ColumbiaGuy. However, he slapped it with the "Cancelled" tag some time ago. Now, however, it looks like he's deleted the story, and the account with it. This was a story I felt shouldn't fall to the land of the dead, and so now, I'd like to take up the gauntlet and try my hand at it. There will be a few changes though. So even if you've read the original, there may yet be something new for you here.

I plan on releasing chapters daily after this week until I've gone through the pre-existing chapters. During this week, I might not be able to do it every day, but I'll try to push through finals. ^^

After thousands of years inside a pocket dimension, the Crystal Empire returned to the Frozen North. Mere moments after a purchase at comic con, a man was sent to a magical world of mythical creatures as Skeletor. After a short amount of time, the Displaced Skeletor stumbled his way towards the Empire. What happened next? Well, only time would tell.

(I don’t own squat except for the story.)
(Not part of the Displaced multiverse.)
(It is HIE Costume)
(We've got Fan art!)

A tool. That is all he is to them. They changed him, improved him, while taking what makes him human.
Just a long cycle of tests and experiments. Now, they need him for an important test. Teleportation. For better or worse, he ends up a bit farther than expected, like a lot farther. Now, he needs to learn to coexist with this bizarre world. However, those that sent him away aren't very willing to let him go...

***Spoilers for The Witch’s House***
Viola had her body stolen from her by her former friend; a witch named Ellen, and was left alone to die. With nothing left but her soul to lose, Viola uses the last of Ellen’s magic to transport herself to a place where she can die in piece. She finds herself in the land of Equestria and is unexpectedly saved by the worlds inhabitants.
How will Viola cope with being forced to live in the body of the friend who betrayed her? Will she accept her new life in Equestria, or will she only be more determined than ever to get her old life back? And most importantly of all, will she be able to regain her full trust in the magic of friendship?

When a wild Pikachu (Mind you, this isn't a normal Pikachu) falls victim to the heavy attack of non other then Arceus itself, after having been the victim of the crossfire of a Trainer trying to capture said Legendary Pokemon. She awakes to find itself... safe and sound. Only, not in the forest she had called home.

This story is more or less... a beginner's story, but with multiple chapters and a plot-line. Any ideas or judgement will be appreciated.

-Cover image from dragoart(dot)com-

We have all read the stories about a human waking up as N.M.M in the castle of the two sisters heck even I've read a bunch of them. They were always my favorite with a normal guy trying not to get blasted by rainbows for having the same body as some villain.

But never thought that could happen to me!

Now my hair is on fire, I'm most likely 6 years old and this castle I woke up in looks an awful lot like a certain one that located in the magical land of Equestria.

But that's only fiction right?

Well if there is one positive thing about this...I got to keep my hands.

(level 4 anthro)
Previous Cover art from my friend Sonata Dusk951 Send him some Love

Now with Editors HeBogin and The-Hidden-Fox

(JESUS JUMPING JEREMY I GOT FEATURED 20/05/2020)
(IT HAPPENED AGAIN SQUEEEEEE 21/05/2020)
(AGAIN WOOOO 23/05/2020)
(10k VIEWS 25/01/2021)

Sure my life wasn't perfect, but it was good enough for me, so why the actual f*** am I in a body of a little girl running from sentient ponies?! But it isn't enough that I am on another planet and am a different gender altogether, no, now I have to deal with the misconception that I, like other humans, am just a mindless beast. But sure, Life, f*** me over in exchange for magic, I'm sure I'll forgive you one day.

This is my first and probably only story ever, even so constructive criticism would be appreciated.

Cover image was made by ImAbronyFagg.

Dyson, a Northern Mississippi slave, wakes up alone in the Ghastly Gorge, a place where eeriness lurks around every corner. Luckily for him, a colorful pegasus runs into him. Will Dyson and his new companion escape from the hell of the Gorge, or will they succumb to its lifeless prison?

Special thanks to Barracuda Cyborg for helping me with editing this story!

Warning: If you can't handle the n-word, then you shouldn't be reading this story. It does pop up sparingly.

Reposted due to the accidental deletion of the account this was posted on. For more details, see this blog.

Long ago, I was impressed into serving the Dark Emperor Grogar. When he was defeated, I was punished for my servitude with imprisonment in Tartarus. Chained to a tower and left to my own devices for a period of time I had long since forgotten, I was certain I would never get out.

But as fate would have it, Cerberus, the eternal guard dog of Tartarus, would abandon his post, leaving the gates open for anyone who wished to escape. Taking the opportunity, I now found myself free to roam the world once again, along with the chance to start my life anew.

That is, if everything goes smoothly.

This story is a reimagining of one of my previous works, Havoc. You can read that too if you want.

Criticism is allowed, so don't be afraid to say negative things about this story.

This story is a sequel to You're Not Fine

Friendship is a give-and-take relationship. Fortunately for you, Pinkie doesn't ask for much, and she has plenty to give.
Maybe it's time to start giving back.