After losing out on first chair cellist in the Manehattan Philharmonic Orchestra to her biggest rival, Octavia tries to console herself with a healthy bout of moping and a strong drink. One drink soon becomes several, though, and her evening of debauchery leads to a long night of frenzied, sordid passion with her best friend Vinyl Scratch. It isn't until she wakes up in the morning with Vinyl's legs wrapped around her that Octavia remembers two very important things: one, she's straight. And two, if the infamously strict conductor of the Philharmonic finds out how unrefined Octavia's social life has become, she could lose her one and only chance at the only dream she's ever had in her life.

This could get a little bit complicated.

Cover art by CouchCrusader, who I swear to God is like fatting me up for slaughter or something with all the custom stuff he does for me.

Half-heartedly edited by NTSTS #dunked

Spanning from one hundred to one thousand words, with unexpected words leading them on their journey of writing, it's a lot of (unconnected) mini stories about the shipping of whatever jazzy fillyfooling pairs that this crazy group can think up! (Although, it's pretty much gonna be OctaScratch, because they're a sexy pairing.)

Written by pretty much everypony in this awesome group, turn on some music, pull up a chair and enjoy the chapters, my friend!

Octavia Philharmonica: cellist extraordinaire. Vinyl Scratch: Equestria's best DJ. Put them together and what do you get?

To put it simply, you get music.

A series of non-related song-inspired one-shots that dip into the lives of Vinyl and Octavia as they suffer, live, grow, and love together.

Just the life and times of Applejack and Rarity.
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((Yeah, I write alot of Raijack fics so if you don't like Rarijack anything... don't read my Rarijack fics XD))

Rarity and Applejack have been married for over 2 years, but what's this? Rarity is pregnant? - Rest assured, I love this ship too much so I didn't make this warrant a "Sad" category. Also, "Alternate Universe" is for lack of twilicorn.

This is my first fanfic. No proofreader, but I will try my best.

Long after the wedding and the fiasco with the Changelings, Shining Armour and Cadence are finally settled in at home. But one bundle of 'joy' may just end it all.

Getting the help of his younger sis', Shining try's to keep the foal a secret from his wife. But how long will she remain a secret, and how will ice cream cones get involved?

Edited by: The Princess Rarity

Cutie Mark Crusader sleepover at Rarity's! But when three little fillies demand a bedtime story, the fashionista desides to weave a tale of an unlikely romance.

Inspired by Great Big Sea's rendition of Captain Wedderburn

(Decided to try my hand at a RariJack story, even if most of it is told by proxy. Enjoy!)

Rarity has a secret. Well, two secrets. First, she has a crush on one particular pony. And second, she has been writing a story for the object of her affections, to reveal her love. But when word gets out about her literary abilities, suddenly all of her friends want her help on their own writing projects. And all of them need to be done by Hearts and Hooves Day! Could Rarity not be the only one with a hidden agenda here? And how exactly will she manage so many projects in such a short period of time?

(Updated with some editing help from the superb Exuno)

The first time I saw her eyes, they struck a chord within my soul. One that I have never experienced before. It was like I was coming alive for the first time.

But it was only a glimpse, and then she was gone. I am not going to let this go, though. I will discover who she is, why she is here... and why fate almost brought us together.

My name is Octavia, and I will stop at nothing to find her.

[Rejected by Equestria Daily on 12 December 2012. Now featured on Canterlot's Finest.]

You know Vinyl Scratch. Everypony knows Vinyl Scratch: Cocky, sure of herself, parties all night and likes her music loud and the beats louder. And talking about herself in the third person.

What? It's fun.

Okayokayokay... so anyway, you're wondering how I first met my better half, right? (And don't tell her I called her that, 'cause she'll rib me about it me all day.)

Well, the whole thing kinda began somewhere you'd never expect to find me: The opera house.

I kid you not.