Roseluck would think herself a pony reasonable enough not to make questionable decisions. For example, accepting a dare to gather the blooming flower of woodland starsalvia that happens to open its petals at night only, to prove that she is not a crybaby.

Roseluck would think herself a pony reasonable enough not to get lost in the woods for the sake of a dare just like that.

Roseluck would think herself a pony reasonable enough not to venture through a dark cave if she were to find herself in one. Nor to disturb its inhabitant, even inadvertently.

Roseluck thought herself that...

"Sex" tag a generous precaution for risqué, suggestive content of the hypnosis kind.

A nation fractured and surrounded by enemies, a physically weak ruler who struggled daily to maintain an empire that weakened with each passing year. Together with nobles increasingly ambitious and emboldened as the emperor's authority dwindled.

All this added up to a powder fuse for a nation that would explode into conflict with the ambition of the various duchies and counties that already wielded considerable power.

And in the middle of all this chaos, he is born.

An old spirit in a young body. The first and only heir of the Von Greifenstein dynasty and the last hope of a declining Griffonian Empire.

Grover the Sixth, Emperor of the Griffons.

This story is based on the mod for Hoi4 Equestria at war. It's really worth checking out. All types of constructive criticism are accepted and very well welcome! I don't own any of the images! They all belong to the Equestria at war Dev team and their Artists!

Lightning Dust is back to (literally) bug her old rival. Dash debates between reaching for an olive branch or a flyswatter.

This is a sillier, more flippant fic compared to my usual sentimental stuff. Sometimes, you just need to pen a scene where a couple of characters are complete goobers to one another and only sneak the sentimentality in at the end.

This is an entry in the Snippet Series, an anthology of old oneshots that I (and my good buddy Str8aura) wrote based around interesting pics I found. New ones will be posted every other Thursday for the foreseeable future.

This story is a prequel of Good Trooper Gilda

The world is strewn with the ruins of lost kingdoms. A wise monarch knows how to preserve her realm for posterity, but it's hard to have a posterity when you're childless, and too old to be laying eggs. Old hens shouldn't have these sorts of problems, but they are hers, as is Trottingham until her time runs out.

But Gharne has a plan. If only she can trap the ponies' eternal princess inside of her web.

A duchy might live forever, if its duchess did the same.

Equestria and the Crystal Empire have fallen to the Changeling Hegemony, led by the brutal Queen Chrysalis at the head of a mechanized horde of guns and tanks. Princess Cadance stayed in the Crystal Empire; Princess Twilight stayed in Equestria. Chrysalis rules the continent, only defied by Nova Griffonia, the poor Griffon colony in the north.

Across the ocean, the Griffonian Reich pledges to reclaim its lost territory, sundered by revolution a generation ago. While the Alicorn Sisters retreat to New Mareland, Princess Flurry Heart and Shining Armor turn to Aquileia, the Republic born out of the ashes of the Griffonian Reich. The Kaiser of the Reich is only a child, subject to a regent bent on war and conquest.

Flurry knows the Reich and Chrysalis have worked together.

She knows that war is coming to Aquileia.

She knows that Celestia and Luna abandoned her mother and Twilight Sparkle.

She knows that the world is on fire, and she is the last true Princess of Ponies.

She knows she will go home.

Cover Art by Opal Radiance, commissioned by Sunstreaker.
https://www.deviantart.com/opalradiance

In the future, ponies have settled on other planets. Transport with starships is common.
These ships are spaceplones - voidcraft plane ponies equipped with artificial intelligence sophisticated enough to feel true emotion and experience friendship.
The friendship between the pilots and the AI is not only necessary to maintain the pilot's sanity on long, lonely journeys, but also to keep the FTL Friendship Drive operational.
What is life like for these ship AIs for whom the words ownership, friendship, and employment are almost synonymous?
An introspective story from the life of Connie, a heavy freighter.
The setting is mostly inspired by the game Elite Dangerous and its famous misunderstanding of the ship computer's voice line "Frame shift drive charging". However, the FTL experience is vastly different and the story also incorporates ship designs and ideas from Star Citizen and other scifi. Cover art by Reterica. Design of Dirius' OC used for Pinwheel with permission.
i am very open to comments and welcome them
Proofreading is being done by Vayandas and Triton Mk IX. Thank you so much, my spelling really needs it <3
now with a discord server: https://discord.gg/axcw2DB7ZC.

After Chrysalis failed to conquer Equestria, she was shamefully stripped of her title of "Queen of the Changelings".

Their people now leaderless, the Changeling race now finds itself in a unique situation. In the struggle for power, one Changeling seizes the attention of his people. Can he overcome his nature, and the nature of his people, to lead them into a better future?

This story is a sequel to An Exercise In Management

- Huh, featured on 27.11. by chapter THREE. I smell black magics!

The little drone who made his way into becoming the loved and respected boss of his tiny hive has been through a lot, good or bad. He found friends, purified the hive mind of furious and toxic echoes of the ancient changeling rulers, and even earned respect of Chrysalis herself (well, the echo of her imprinted inside the hive mind).

He was so close to building peace in the big city of Las Pegasus as a scary and somewhat sexy tourist attraction (love and lust go hoof in hoof, of course), but in the end Celestia's paladins found him and his friends, deeming them a threat to Equestria which had to be purged with no mercy. Unable to help protect his hive due to undergoing physical metamorphosis into a proper king, he was left in the care of Eight, and carried off who knows where along with his cocoon while the paladins rampaged through their hideout.

Now his hibernation is over, and it is time for the boss to either find anyone who might have survived, or enact his revenge on the paladin leading the hunt for him - Star Trail.

(Suggestions or any comments are always welcome.)

After noticing Gallus isn't in class, Sandbar sets off to find why he's absent. What he finds along with his favorite griffon is much more interesting than what he could have ever expected.

And much, much more fluffy.

Based on a Tweet I couldn't resist making something out of.

Also an entry for the 2022 M/M Contest!

Gallus does the traditional griffon courting ritual! Unfortunately, Sandbar isn't a griffon.

Written for the https://www.fimfiction.net/group/216038/m-m-shipping-contest