Queen Chrysalis, against her better judgement, accepted Starlight's offer of redemption after her hive, and her plans, exploded around her. Now, the next day, she wants nothing more than to go on with her miserable life. Her children have other plans.

This takes place in the same universe as my alicorn Starlight story The Tiniest Changes, but can be read on its own perfectly comprehensibly.

I'm marking this as incomplete, because I suspect I will revisit it when I'm in the mood to write Chrysalis, but the first chapter was written, and functions, as a standalone story.

She was little more than a clone, and one that always failed.

It was no surprise, being made in the reflection of perfection, but why did everyone else care so much about her, especially Sunset, who went so far as to marry her?

She went with it back then, but only under the belief that she could be more than just a sub-par version of Twilight. She gave herself a new name to fit that—Eclipse—but that name should’ve been her first clue it was all futile.

Now, her entire existence and use to the world is dependent upon the answer to one question: What does she have that Twilight doesn’t?

Mean 6!Twilight x Sunset ship, done for the Sunset x Villain Marriage contest

Partially inspired by the MLP prompt here, in regards to the Mean 6 becoming real Ponies

*Featured on 11-12/02/24

It is not difficult to grasp the notion that Rainbow Dash has very little in the ways of scientific or thaumatic knowledge. But, sadly, that doesn't stop her from having ideas. It especially doesn't stop her having ideas that are based on the assumption that she does have some amount of scientific or thaumatic knowledge.

In short: try not to be within ten miles of Rainbow Dash when she has ideas.

Cover art (and story inspiration) courtesy of Irusu.

Reading by Rainbow Infinity Readings.

Russian Translation by oranzinispegasas.

Fluttershy has tea with Jesus and absolutely nothing objectionable happens.

Who knew that reading those books on advanced pony robotics would have such a quick turnaround? He'd sacrificed everything! Weeks of videogames! Weeks of new movies! Weeks of comics! All of it, worth every moment for his new creation.

Written as a collab with a friend.

Local human goes on holiday with magical horse princess significant other. Questionable jokes are made. They get wet.

The heroic life isn't necessarily glamorous. Ben didn't get to fight the most recent alien to pop out of a pocket wormhole, because it collapsed shortly after arrival. The weird quadruped (a hand at the end of its tail, eyes where its nostrils should be) is currently doing nothing more than sleeping the trip off. But the Plumbers need to know what it's doing here -- and as long as it's asleep, there's only one means of interrogation available. Which requires using one of his least-favorite forms, but... that's the heroic life for you.

It's just that someone's already invaded that alien's dream.

And she has no problems with telling Ben how bad he is at it.

(Now with author Patreon and Ko-Fi pages.)

In the first year of a unified Equestria, Princess Platinum relishes her duty of raising the moon, but in all the centuries of her predecessors, none had ever reported the moon talking to them. What a wonderful, special gift, yet one given on the verge of Star Swirl’s student Luna taking over the responsibility. She won’t give it up easily.

An entry in FanOfMostEverything’s Imposing Sovereigns II contest.

Featured on Equestria Daily.

Life has been pretty terrific since you married the retired Celestia. You've done your best to be the kind of husband that she deserves, but one day, she mentions that you don't really get along with Luna all that well. As such, you decide to rectify that, ready to form a close relationship with your new sister-in-law.

Unfortunately, Luna seems intent on making that difficult for you.

This story is a sequel to Trex, Royal Secretary

Gear Shift gets brushed. Gear Shift does not want to be brushed. Nobody cares.

A gift for Gear Shift from the TCP Discord server. For putting up with all of our BS in good humor, love you Geab!

Art by Facade