Nearly a year after arriving in Equestria, Anon has been turned into a bat-pony by accident. Now one of the general populace Anon will go on adventures causing mayhem wherever he goes.

So basically the same thing he did before becoming a horse.

This story is a sequel to Five Centuries Of Peace

All things, both good and otherwise must end... Or so they say, anyway.

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This story is a sequel to Five Decades Of Strife

Sometimes it's not easy to understand the ones you love, and it can be even harder to help them. Celestia knows this all too well.

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Content warnings: Adult themes, and mentions of sex and violence. Viewer discretion is advised.

Hi. My name's James. If you're reading this, then one of two things have happened. One, you're another human that got sent to this shit hole and was able to find my shelter. Or two, you're one of the ponies that found me and I'm probably rotting in a cell or getting experimented on. If the former, good luck. If the later, go fuck yourself.

This story is a sequel to Eclipse

Page needs a vacation.

He's not getting a vacation.

What he does get, is... how do they put it? Brand new exciting opportunities.
He never wanted to be a Prince, nor to rule. But he's stuck with the job, which means having ponies relying on him.
So he's doing his best.
Which would be fine, except ponies seem happy to keep finding brand new ways to make it harder for him.

Twilight thought she was coming into her own as Princess of Equestria.

With each passing day, she grew more confident in herself, her choices, and her ability to rule. She even began holding her own court these days, and enjoyed hearing out problems and working on solutions for her subjects.

Yes, she really felt like she was getting a handle on it all, and could deal with just about anything her subjects and the position of princess could throw at her.

Then a little green filly waltzed in and threw her one heck of a curve ball.

"I believe Cozy Glow should be freed."

Excuse me, what?

Twilight had no idea what she was in for, and all the aspirin in Equestria wouldn't be enough to sooth the headaches to come.

Was there something in the Equestrian water supply that was turning cute fillies into devious little monsters, or is she just that unlucky? Well, at least this one didn't seem bent on world domination. At least, Twilight hopes she isn't. This green nightmare might be even harder to stop than Cozy Glow if she ever put her mind to it.

This is not a "Cozy did nothing wrong and the main cast is evil," fic. Just a little filly who may or may not be more than they seem offering a different perspective on the whole situation involving an evil little villainess and what is the best thing to do with her.

Anonymous solicits mares for an unknown purpose. It's up to Twilight and Pinkie to get to the bottom of the mysterious human's secret enterprise.

Entry for CategoricalGrant's Cuddlefic Contest!

Now with a reading from StraightToThePointStudios!

Avon “Anonymous” Smith has a small talk with Pinkie Pie at the end of all things.

(My final story, written as closure for myself and all I’ve written)

Avon “Anonymous” Smith gets a roommate. That roommate is Pinkie Pie. Shenanigans ensue.

Note: Expect nothing from this fic, it’s just more wish fulfillment with a pinker focus.

This story is a sequel to Race Relations

After settling in Ponyville for a while, Anon is summoned to a informal meeting with the Princesses of Equestria, discussing who he was and where he’s from. They certainly get an answer, just not one they expected.

Wrote this with a little vitriol for humanity due to...current circumstances. I feel this comes off a little rambly, but if Anon is supposed to be this confused, misanthropic, lonely college student who may or may not be a reflection of their author *cough cough* then maybe that’s fitting. In any case, I hope this is a good enough story and as always, I’m sorry.