Effective communication is important in any friendship.

Unfortunately for Twilight, Tempest Shadow and Pharynx communicate almost exclusively in overwhelming force.

Twilight is looking to hire guards for her castle. Derpy is looking for a new job. Lightning Dust is trying to find a way forward after her falling out with the Wonderbolts, and Flare Warden is just trying to get a position far far away from her brother.

Immense thanks to Fylifa for countless hours of editing and proofreading.
Cover art by Anchorxx

It's not every day when the dreamscape tears.

Luckily, with the power of Shamwow and Flex Tape (and a bit of marketing on Sunset Shimmer's part), Luna fixes the problem... all the problems...

Forever.

WARNINGS: Shamwow and Flex Tape worship, memes, Bob Ross references, possession by the deity of Flex Tape, dabbing, raw and unedited word barf, and bad fanfiction.

Image comes from dashblitz's tumblr. I came across it while meme-hunting.

Reviewed by The Reviewers' Cafe.

"'Colts will be Colts' is not a sentiment that applies here at my Friendship School!

Times have changed. Kids or not, everyone, students of friendship included, have to answer for these sorts of disrespectful displays. Now, all of you, down to Counselor Glimmer's office, immediately! I'm going to have a long chat with her about what to do with you all!"

EDIT: Featured #2 same day, 3/21/19! Thanks!
EDIT: #1 same day! YEET- thanks all!
EDIT: Now with an AUDIO READING by Skijarama!

A large corporation in Manehattan hires you to fulfill the Diversity and Inclusion goals and reach the target numbers on the key metrics such as the absence of gender and racial bias. They specialize in customized spell solutions, distributed enchantment systems and cloud mana storage: three things that you, a human, didn't know even exist.

To their surprise, you are not entirely useless.

This is an RGRE (Reversed Gender Roles Equestria) story. You were warned.

Huge thanks to Vayne Hellslinger and SirReal for helping me to make this stuff more readable.

Satellites, artificial or otherwise, do not stay in orbit forever. They either decay, burn up, or sometimes, they shoot for the stars.

This story is based on Shinodage's AU and ask blog, Delta Vee's Junkyard. All credit for characters and settings goes to him.

Cover Art: "Reaching Your Apogee" by Buckweiser@Deviantart.com

Rarity wants to make Anon a dress. Anon does not want a dress.

For, ah, clarification, Rart is an on-purpose mispelling of a specific MLP:FiM character whom I can guess you can figure out the name of.

The global dust storm of a century, the dying message of an indomitable robot, and a unicorn who just can’t let go of a mystery.

(Now with a dramatic reading by Skijaramaz - Tone Shift.)
(Russian translation available at ponyfiction.org.)

This story is a sequel to A Lapse of Reason

After a troublesome Wonderbolts reunion, Fleetfoot returns home to demand some stress relief.

But sometimes what we want isn't always what we need.

Inspired by Sunset by P-Berry.
Edited by PeerImagination.
Original art by RenoKim.

Starlight is out for a walk, and while out for a walk comes across the local human, who had recently gone missing. He's picked up at least one bad habit.