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bearer of the curse | i'm a writer, but not for fim. expect me to comment instead.

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After the successful return of magic and reconstruction of her home, Sunny Starscout's life has become quite hectic, not to say adventurous.

This is why after coming home from a long and grueling day, she's dying to get a good night's sleep.

She instead has a religious experience.


Cover art from https://vk.com/redbluepony. Check them out!

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This story is a sequel to A lamb to slaughter


Ocellus learns more than just skiing from Double Diamond.


CW: blood, minor/clinical discussion of gore, dissection, death, and skiing accidents


Thank you to Zontan, Red Parade, Wishcometrue, Drider, The Hat Man, Seer,
Atom Smash, AshleyNoble, Exodd, Mushroom, Applezombi, Twinsez, Undome Tinwe, applejackofalltrades, Grand Moff Pony, Emotion Nexus, Lost in Fandom, Holtinater, Decaf, Vis-a-Viscera, Equus, and thank you especially to Shaslan for writing the original.

Written for the Expanding Universes 2 contest for the Quills and Sofas Speedwriting Group. The prompt was for each of us to submit a story, and then someone else would write a prequel or a sequel to it, expanding the story as we see fit. We're on Discord here if you'd like to join us.

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Saffron makes a deal with Nightmare Moon to save her restaurant.


A gift for Zontan as part of an anthology

Inspired by the Game Wytchwood

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In her dreams, it was always the same. A world of mirrors.


A gift for Snow Quill
CW: Some violence, themes of mental illness, blood

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Rarity sits in her living room, far from Canterlot, enjoying what is to be her last glass of wine for the evening. Before her is a pad of paper, to record her thoughts, and a cocktail of narcotics that will be more than adequate at ending her life.

Another life lost in the City of Lights.


Written for Monochromatic's RariTwi Bomb. If you enjoy this one, do try and read the others, including Typoglyphic's.

Proofread by the studious Undome Tinwe, I owe you yet another.


"And thanks for offering a story different from other stories in the bomb. It certainly stuck out ..." - Ice Star

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'Sweetie Belle, you've been acting strange all week. I'm worried about you.'

'Don't be. I'm brand new.'


Sequel: The Changing of Sweet Apple Acres

(This story is set in Season 3)

The product of hours of lurking around DeviantArt.

Link to the beautiful yet oddly disturbing cover art by montag451: https://batjorge.deviantart.com/art/Arcimboldo-XLIII-738870312

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Twilight accompanies her friends on an outing. During the outing, she hears a voice that she shouldn't have heard.

And the voice hears her when it shouldn't have, either.


Written for the Rage Reviews: F*** this Prompt #16 (characters breaking the fourth wall)

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Twilight always gets the same things at Sugarcube Corner, but there's something new and tremendously popular on the menu today! Everypony just loves it! The Green Tea Matcha Crueller may be a limited time only pastry... or maybe it will stay for a very, very long time.

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Sweetie Belle and Rarity talk about Sweetie's life. It's happened before. It'll happen again. Endlessly, forever. Sweetie Belle is over it.


CW: some poems with dark and violent imagery, depression, anxiety, general experimental fuckery

An honorable mention in the Thousand Words Contest.

Apologies in advance.

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Twilight has given you a new book to read. Well, she didn't exactly give it to you, you actually just found it in the back of the library. Behind a shelf. On the ground. It looks very old, downright ancient, and it smells like moss and rot. The binding is a little cracked, and there's no title on it. You can't help but wonder what might be inside, and the only way to find out is to keep reading.

Just turn the page.

You can do that much, can't you?

Please?




WARNING: This story contains brief depictions of blood, mild violence, and death, and has ARG aspects to it. It plays with formatting, and includes images. Some "pages" are long, some are only a few words. It is written in first person, to you, the reader, and is a slow mellow horror. You've been warned.

This story relies on unusual formatting for some parts, and thus may not be as enjoyable on a tablet or phone, or if you have specialized custom Fimfic settings.

If you post spoilers, hints, or answers in the comments, please be sure to spoiler them out or warn others. You don't want to ruin the fun, right?

Audio reading: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=28TqbHFchLg

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