"Hey, uh, Rick, what did you want me to, uh, write down here again?"

"Look, Morty, it's not that urp complicated, just, just write down a generic description of what we did."

"But Rick, we did a lot of things!"

"Then figurp it out, Morty. Christ, and here I thought you were getting at least a bit smarter. Just, write down something about, uh, 'Rick and Morty Get Stuff From Horse Land'. 'Morty and Rick and something something horse pun'. I dunno, something."

"I want to go back to the ponies..."

"Oh, I bet you would like that, huh, MMMorty? Go back to the girly dimension full of urp friendship and magic and all that. Look, just give it here, I'll, uh, just put it up as it is."

Now with coverart by some guy named Shadow Bolt

An alternative to HiE stories. Midnight, a 14th century knight's steed and veteran of numerous battles during the hundred years war, faces her demise during one such engagement only to find that fate has other plans in store; including a chance to start anew in another world. But can a mare who knows nothing but conflict adapt to a land ruled by peaceful pastel-coloured ponies, or will it prove too much?

Warning: contains brief scenes of descriptive violence; especially in earlier chapters. Not enough to warrant an M rating, I think, but hopefully the mods will let me know if I'm wrong.

(Cross-posted from my Fanfiction.net account)

A new resident has arrived in Equestria. A stallion that calls himself Shadowmere has made Ponyville his home, but he is not your typical gentlecolt. The younger foals are terrified of him, and the older ponies are suspicious of him. Princess Celestia is willing to give this odd creature a chance to live amongst her subjects, but even her majesty has a limit on patience.

In the depths of Equestria's archives there is a song. A song of a legendary hero, who would keep evil at bay, and rout even the most fiercest foe. This hero was said to have the blood of dragons flowing in his veins and a heart filled with fire, who could command the world with his voice. Not much is known about this song or it's origin, but when a curious purple unicorn discovers it, she decides to put on a performance for her closest friends and her beloved mentor. Little does she know the power and significance of this song. For better or for worse, this is the Ballad of the Dovakhiin.

Note: Please read, rate and comment. Struggling writer trying to improve. I do not own Skyrim, MLP FIM, or this awesome story image.

It's not everyday that the Dragonborn goes out and about. O' course, last time he did he dropped by my home. Literally. A dragon knocked him from the mountain and he crashed through the roof an onto the bed. He killed the dragon, and gave me about 1,000 septims for ruining my house.

The Dragonborn? Yeah, I've seen him. He's an odd fellow, but a... giddy one. He's easily excitable, can carry a burden or two, and he's a fine worker and warrior. The only problem? He always comes back either unscathed or near-dead. Always patched him up for what it was worth though.

The last time I saw the Dragonborn was around Morthal. Yeah, he took up Benor and after a good fight, he decided to tag along with him. It's not everyday you see a man in all types of Dwarfish, Orkish, and Elven armor running around killing dragons... Although, I wonder what happened to the Dragonborn fellow? What I heard is that he up and disappeared one night, no hair nor hide of him. The only thing we found was a small note saying that someone needed him in a far off land. The only place I can think of is Elsweyr, but then again, maybe it's not that far away.

“It'll move mountains! It'll mount movements!” ~Sheogorath, Prince of Madness.
“Make sense? Oh, what fun is there in making sense?” ~Discord, Master of Chaos

Two beings from distant worlds, similarities in abundance. One killed by his Champion and set free from the Order that plagued his life. The other reformed by the very powers of Harmony and Friendship that he once despised. The powers of Madness and Chaos are none to be reckoned with, as any creature that’s encountered either could tell you. Separate, they are grand; together, they are endless.

Alduin, the World eater, was evicted from both the mortal realm of Skyrim and the land of the dead, Sovngarde. The Dragonborn had brought peace to the land. But Alduin is immortal. Across all realms exists a small portion of his power. It has taken him time, but he has finally recollected his physical form in a new world, where he can gorge himself on the souls of it's inhabitants; Alduin has arrived on Equis, and has rallied it's Dragon inhabitants in order to destroy the ponies for his consumption. Dorian Hollowblade, the Imperial Battle Mage and Dovahkiin, informed of this by Parthenax, vows to venture to this new land to defend them from the World Eater.

But Equestria on it's own is not without champions.

Thanks to the user Holographic for ideas and such. (1-5)
My new idea bouncer/coauthor! Azrael Sorath (7-?) (Also helped me edit 1-6)
Also, I'm on the lookout for a better cover.

About thirty years after the last Dragonborn Rathion defeated Alduin, the world was again disturbed by a new dragon named Secronel Nistrn the two beings fought furiously till Secronel opened a portal and threw the two into a now world. The world was filled with color and life just like Skyrim but it was too joyful for the two. Now both are separated and these ponies are about to encounter a Demonic Dragon drives by madness and Revenge. While the Argonian male was driven by hatred for dragons and the many Daedric lords he served loyally.

Editor and proof reader Requiem17

Original writer is https://www.fimfiction.net/user/Purpose+Porpoise go check him out

The year is 2025. The worlds pursuit of fighting wars with unmanned "droids" has become its downfall. For Iran captured a nuke-bearing drone and used it against Israel. SSG Ackerman is a tank mechanic who is attached to the U.S. Army's most elite unit- 1st Special Forces Operational Detachment-Delta, or Delta Force.
Before the war, SSG Ackerman was an avid brony. He even kept a unit patch of the cutie mark of his idol, Rainbow Dash. After sacrificing himself to bring the war closer to an end, he finds himself in Equestria, turned pony.
Will he ever be able to come to terms with the atrocities he has committed? Will he be able to keep the show a secret from everypony? Is he really in Equestria? Or is it all a simulation brought about by the droids as a way of extracting information from him?

This is my first fic, so please feel free to give me as much constructive criticism as possible. This fic switches between first and third person, and uses ALOT of military terms. Ye have been warned...