Job was as good of a Christian as any high school junior could be. He attended church on Sundays, he read the Bible, he avoided drugs and sex, and he participated in his church’s youth group regularly. So when his youth minister asked him about doing some volunteer work at the nearby New Foal Institution, he jumped on board, although with a few hesitations.

I’m not really into TCB, but this idea refused to leave my head. Man, I wish I didn’t flub publishing this. Then again, what is done can’t be undone. Although I consider this a complete story, I might add a chapter or two every once in a while.

Proofread by Admiral Biscuit

He was always the antagonist, but he never hurt anyone. They were used to foiling his outlandish schemes, but he has gone away and now those who stopped him are left to cope.

In loving memory of Stefan Karl Stefansson

Celestia takes a moment to grieve to herself over the loss of a lover; A lover who has been dead for over a thousand years.

Joe Bucks, human, respectable businessman, clopfiction writer. To many, his works are golden, and has earned a large following over time. However, when a certain princess bookhorse takes him to trial, she is in for a rude awakening.

DISCLAIMER: This is not meant to be a slam piece for clop writers nor cloppers themselves (I will go on record and say that I am both), this was a commission piece done for fun.

By the way, I checked with a site moderator before approving, so the T+sex tag is clear

Omen had been living in Ponyville for a while, living off of the research grants from a few of the miscellanea that he had brought with him from his own home when he had been suddenly transported. At least until a petition began circulating the top of Canterlot that he was a dangerous madman. Until it gained traction he really didn't mind. He kept to himself, only bothering to descend from his rented room in the castle of friendship to do the weekly tests Twilight asked before returning to his own private reading and experiments.

At least, until it finally reached the courts with enough backing to at least get him evicted. With that going on he could hardly afford to ignore it anymore and donned his best suit. After all, if he wasn't wanted, why bother staying. He just had one little thing to do before he left, one last goodbye before he went to talk to the darlings at the Griffon Empire.

This story is a sequel to A Lapse of Reason

After a troublesome Wonderbolts reunion, Fleetfoot returns home to demand some stress relief.

But sometimes what we want isn't always what we need.

Inspired by Sunset by P-Berry.
Edited by PeerImagination.
Original art by RenoKim.

It turns out Celestia is dating Gabby ¯\_(ツ)_/¯ Twilight having quite the creepy crush on the solar princess doesn’t take the news very well. Is up to Spike (not to be confused with his past tense counterpart: “Spiked”) to snap Twilight out of it. In the process, Twilight will learn a few truths and facts about her world that flew over her clueless virgin head.

This is a shit-post fic. If you take any of this seriously, please call your internet provider and cancel your service, then hand over your devices capable of connecting to the internet to a sane person. People like you are ruining the internet for everyone. If you can read this fic just to have fun please ignore all this. Thank you 🙃

This fic was the result of a very “questionable” chat I had with a few of the guys in the official FimFiction discord server (go check it out, it's pretty nice, very cool people, lots of nonsense) about Celestia X Gabby and some other crack-ships and what not. The following day (the 21 of april 2021. Don’t believe in whatever date appears in the stats, this was written months ago. I just forgot to hit publish), trying to cure the writer block that has frozen any progress in “A Love Beyond Worlds“. I wrote this entire fic in just one sitting, taking inspiration it that chat and what nonsense I could think of. In the hopes that it would cure my writer's block… Spoiler alert! It didn’t :(.

As to why the chapter is named that way. I wasn’t planning to publish the fic, and instead I just shared the google docs link on the discord server. However, “FireTails” (one of the users that unknowingly helped give birth to this fic in the discord server) complain of the lack of a night-mode option. Being a “night-mode supremacist” myself, I quickly put the fic here and set a password so other night-mode users could enjoy it. In the end this and the positive feedback the fic got convinced me to publish it for good… three months later …. Anyway, as a thanks for the encouragement, an apology for not providing a night-mode option, and because I can’t think of good titles. The fic’s only chapter is named after “FireTails” (who, to be fair, has contributed to keeping the site running by being a gold sponsor. So he does deserved to have a chapter of a fic named after him, even if its a shit-tier fanfic)

Also, if you are interested in reading a more serious Celestia X Gabby fic go check out “You Will Be Great“. I’m also working on another, longer fic for that ship, plus another crack ship mentioned in this fic.

Enough BS and self promotion. I hope you enjoy the fic ^w^

Disclaimer: I, in no way, take any credit for this story. This is an approved repost of a user who wishes to remain anonymous. Those who know this story will know the user.

Spitfire and Rainbow Dash, an example of young love at its finest, are thrust rather abruptly into the middle of a different family's problems. How will they make it through? Only time will tell this family of mares.

Celestia is happy her sister is back, she really is. But she can’t understand anything she’s saying. Like, anything. So, she enlists Twilight to help.

If a pony doesn't care about anything, they get bored. When ponies get bored they do something.
If there is no intention or improvement, why try?
If one commits mass murder, why try to hide it?