This story is a sequel to It’s Not Easy Being Green… and Purple

Spike lives in a giant castle with the company of not one, but two mares. So everything's just peachy, right? You know… ignoring how unhinged his castlemates can be in conjunction with how much magical power they happen to have… and sometimes abuse.

Having read the previous story is not strictly necessary to enjoy this one, though it will help in regards to the second section.

Spike vector from dipi11.

One day Spike answers the door and the bailiffs are there. . . turns out, Twilight forgot to pay the rent. For about five years.

This is how Prince Blueblood lost his self-imposed title with a slip of the tongue.

He really should have thought before he spoke.

Then again, it probably wouldn't have made a difference anyway.

Spike realises there's a pretty noticeable gap in Twilight's otherwise encyclopaedic knowledge - and tries to fill her in. Confusion and embarrassment ensues (of course - this is Twilight we're talking about!).

(Teen rating and sex tag for discussion about sex and pony genitalia, no actual sex.)

EDIT: Featured on 19/3/19 to 23/3/19 - a huge thank you to you all!

A large corporation in Manehattan hires you to fulfill the Diversity and Inclusion goals and reach the target numbers on the key metrics such as the absence of gender and racial bias. They specialize in customized spell solutions, distributed enchantment systems and cloud mana storage: three things that you, a human, didn't know even exist.

To their surprise, you are not entirely useless.

This is an RGRE (Reversed Gender Roles Equestria) story. You were warned.

Huge thanks to Vayne Hellslinger and SirReal for helping me to make this stuff more readable.

For many a millennia he has slumbered beneath the earth, his strength recovering from a conflict as old as the sands it was fought upon. For many a millennia he and his people withered away into legends, spoken of by the elderly to their young as nothing more than stories before bed. For many a millennia the world itself forgot about this being, hidden away within a cage of dirt and rock and time.

But now he has awoken to find himself lost in a world nearly unrecognisable, dominated by a species he'd not laid eyes upon for many, many years indeed.

Yet there still lived a select few who knew him personally. To them, he was an old yet dear friend, long believed to have been lost to the cataclysm that cost him his people and his kingdom. Despite all the time that had elapsed and despite all that had happened throughout the years, they still knew his name.

Cyrus Perennem, 'The King Without a Crown'.

Hi. I’m Anon. Your run of the mill asshole. A proud one at that. When I came to this world, the princesses didn’t expect much. Then, they saw how I was good at picking up mistakes. So, they made me a functioning person in society. A mostly pony society. Ponies and other creature would be expecting to be welcomed by a warm hearted pony. Instead, they got me.

(Papers Please does not belong to me, but there isn’t a tag for it. Sex tag is for references to sex)

Cover Art by me.
Here’s the sequel. People like it for some reason.

Princess Twilight has just ascended to her throne of friendship and is prepared to tackle her new duties, but Princess Celestia has something of grave importance for her to do first.

She wants her to meet her family.

On the 100th anniversary of the end of the Great War, the last veteran performs one final service for his county.

An Equestria At War story.

The badlands of Equestria is a cruel and harsh region of burning rock and coarse desert. A place where evil creatures and ponies who kill reside, it certainly doesn’t have the most honest beings in Equestria. It certainly is not the place where good oaths are usually upheld between anypony, not even good friends.

But it is here that you, a unicorn colt, a timid dreamer full of ambition to become somepony as great as all the greatest names in history, were born. It was here that you left to go to the inner land of Equestria, where Celestia ruled peacefully and where you would ultimately fail to find your destiny. And, upon your return, it is here where, with the help of your new teacher, the gun slinging hermit stranger named Anonymous, you will receive your true education, make an oath to find your own way to do true good in a land of bad, and become the great figure you always wanted to be.

(This is story is set in the Reversed Gender Roles universe of Equestria, where the women take on the gender roles that men usually have in society and vice versa.)