A noble earth-pony family, fallen somewhat on hard times, is killed in a mining accident. They leave behind a single male heir, who is in sore need of a guardian, and of protection. Celestia takes the young pony under her wing and delivers him not to ponies - not earth, unicorn or pegasus - but to a dragon, an ambassador, an old friend of hers.

Playing a game which may just be deadly to the uninformed, the dragon decides that the one path open to him to ensure the safety of his charge and to carry out his sworn duty, is to adopt.

Human in Equestria, if you dig these sort of things! This one has a spice to it though... A college student gets teleported to Canterlot by mistake by Princess Luna. How will he cope with this new world... being a fugitive and all!

Update: Just randomly thought up the new title of this fic! It's more fitting don't you think (ps: story still on hiatus though)

A letter discovered by a ponies parents shortly after she left their lives

The moon is so beautiful, luring me from my daughter.

There is a hidden side that asks a question.
Are we good enough?

What happens when one cannot find the answer? When one's family and friends can't understand.

Sly Clop is a laid back slacker who runs one of Ponyville's only porn shops on Soresaddle Street. He is a regular customer of Hard Cider's "gentlecolt's club", the Knife and Apple, where he regularly shoots the breeze with Rainbow Dash, who's seen better days.

One day, his only employee quits, and he's forced to hire a new one, starting a new awkward relationship with Lyra, who needs cash. What follows is a lighthearted fic with dark undertones that I hope you'll enjoy.

And if I haven't convinced you enough by this point, no, this not a clopfic.

New cover image by mickf18 on deviantART (DeusExKane here).

Humanity has fallen.

After only a year of plague, savagery, and drought, the temple of humankind could sustain itself no longer and the world was plunged into the darkness of extinction.

But it was not the end, not truly. Far below the dirt and abandonment, humanity lingered. It was here, within sprawling concrete and steel, that the last remnants of mankind remained, locked away from a changing world.

It is here that two men awoke. It was here that a revolution began. And it is here that the fate of humanity will be decided. Because, here, there is no turning back. Here, there is only one direction to tread:

Forward.

After finding a old photo album of her and her parents,Twilight comes across some pictures of a colt that she never seen before but looks kind of like her. She will soon learn that there is more about her life that she doesn't know; it will be one of her greatest test of strength, love and trust.

Octavia is a high-class pony. Fine alcohol is her wont, and uncouthness her intense chagrin. Such is her surprise to find herself lumbered with an insufferable oaf of a DJ pony. However, sometimes these situations work themselves into a satisfactory ultimatum all the same.

Sweetie Belle pulls a prank on Rarity, but a good laugh is not the only thing that she wants.