Gus, an engineering student, suffers a life-changing accident. While trying to recover, he finds himself waking up, being prodded by some sort of black and white animal. The next thing he knows, he's in a hospital with more animals around him and one human... and Ponyville is about to find out just what a scientific education means back where Lero's from.

At least Twilight will be thrilled.

Prince Blueblood is a useless noble. He's always been a useless noble. The Blank Plague made him, briefly, a useful noble. He needs someone to talk to about that, but who's got enough rank for him? How about the one-time Viceroy of Canterlot? And will it do any good? He is Blueblood, after all.

Bellerophon is found on the verge of death at the outskirts of the Everfree Forest. But instead of Fluttershy, Lero is found by Granny Smith Apple along the borders of Sweet Apple Acres. How will this change things for him, and what about everyone else?

This story is a sequel to Dash of Humanity

I'm stuck in Equestria, which reminds me of the dark ages. Instead of internet and fast-food, I have Rainbow Dash. She's been asked to help me learn to fit in... I'd like a refund.

I suppose we got off to a good start, aside from being told that after all I'd done I'd never see Earth again. So long as I can look on the bright side of life, and not get arrested for running pranks on everypony with Dash, I might just survive long enough to find my purpose in Equestria. So help me, however, if I get any vegetable related cutie marks I will choke a Princess.

Cover Art by JinZahn
Sequel to Dash of Humanity
Edited by: Selbi, Abcron, Cassius Litner, Seven Fates,
Refro, BronyWriter

What if Soarin had not been as forgiving as he was when he found out his team had lied to him and tried to replace him for the Equestria games? What would his life be like if he were to up and quit the Wonderbolts, and where could this life-altering choice lead him?

Disclaimer: Story contains subject matter that may hit pretty close to home with some readers, such as pathological depression, borderline personality disorder, and alcoholism.

This story is a sequel to To Be A Mule

Every year, across Equestria, donkeys gather for the Festival of Lights, to dance, to sing.

And to remember.

An entry for the World-Building Alliance June writing prompt.

Twilight Sparkle presents a collection of interviews, letters, essays, poetry and prose compiled over several years of her relationship with the human Bellerophon and his "herd", covering subjects as broad as Equestrian social taboos, comparisons of earth and Equestrian mythology, romance and the occasional recipe. Compiled by Twilight Sparkle, with foreword by Her Royal Highness, Princess Celestia.

(This is a bit of an experiment based on the worldbuilding concepts presented in AnonAuthor's Xenophilia [[NSFW] - caveat lector!], which intrigued me enough to want to take a closer look. It's likely you'll be very confused by this unless you read at least some of Xenophilia. Updates will appear as and when an idea pops into my head for a thing to add. And fair warning, some of this might come across very dry and dusty. Thank you academia! And thank you AnonAuthor for letting me have a go, and both AnonAuthor and AnonponyDASHIE for all the collab work they're doing. I'll make up for the dust by tossing in the odd piece of art now and then.)

Sooner or later, everyone finds their way to Roseluck's flower stall. And then they leave.

Part of Twilight's Library
Now available as an audio book
And also in Russian apparently

Qamar of the Horse dreams of a moonlit garden, a walled city that does not exist, a temple to a goddess he has never before seen, and the shadow of a mare on the horizon. Each morning when he wakes, it is to a fragrance so beautiful that he cannot describe it.

The night he sets off into the desert, alone and unprepared, it is only his friend Rasoul, a camel of the tribe of al Jamal min al Fidda, who can see the madness that drives him, and only Rasoul who will be able to help him overcome it.

Written for the WBA monthly writing prompt, which is why it cuts off where it does. The rest will be up in a couple of days.

With a great deal of thanks to Amit for the horse puns in Foreign Scary Words, as well as the tips for finding more of them.

She smiles at him every time she comes to visit the stately home where he works as a gardener, but Dilly Daliér has never spoken to her.

Nor will he ever.

Because he's a mule and she's a unicorn, and those are the rules.

Written as an entry for the WBA April Writing Contest

Reading by ObabScribbler and co