For several years now, Tom has been maintaining a vigil over the Everfree Forest. Set to guard the secret of the Mirror Pool, he has never once let anything through.

He is surrounded by life and vibrancy, but he feels none of it. Nothing notices him or cares to notice him. He is alone, as alone as a rock can be.

Bloomberg similarly feels lonely, but is surrounded by wanton lust and fake intimacy. He stands apart, but wishes for the eternal coupling that he remembers so many of his elder trees having in Sweet Apple Acres.

Separated by distance and only able to see each other in their dreams, these two must find a way to reconcile far more than their inhibitions if they have any hope of being together.

This was written completely seriously. There's a few puns and whatnot, but this is legitimately a ship between Tom and Bloomberg. You've been warned.

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Abstract: In his final and most personal monograph, a prolific and widely celebrated ethnologist and hippologist describes the customs of the Little Ponies (sp. Equus parvus) related to courtship and matrimony. Topics covered include sudden-onset equine infatuation (SOEI), typical courtship behaviors, the prominent role of the equine matchmaker, and the rituals of equine marriage.

But this study moves beyond a mere description of pony culture. It reflects also on the interactions between pony and human—and on what those interactions mean for the future of the human race.

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Prison is no place for a pony like Twilight Sparkle, but after being convicted of murder, she's sent to live in one for the rest of her natural life. That prison is Sawflank; a funny kind of prison with corrupt guards, cruel punishments, and an unusually sadistic warden. Using all of her knowledge, Twilight finds a way to survive in Sawflank, and maybe even a way out.

Major thanks to ShadowCM for the cover art
Canceled

The past few weeks have not been kind to Rarity. Ashamed at how much of a fool she made of herself over Trenderhoof, she slips into a depression. She begins to abuse medication, combining it with alcohol; creating a vile elixir that may just rob her of what she holds most dear.

Rarity is remorseful. She feels as if she is all alone and unloved, but is she really?

Special thanks to MrCbleck for allowing me to use their art I Know It Hurts... as the cover art of my story.

I would also like to thank Sadie for her help on the first half of chapter one.

Thank you Amneiger, for your editing assistance.

Please point out any mistakes on my part to me in the comments. If you would like to be an editor for the duration of this fanfiction please PM me, thank you.

Rated Teen for drug abuse, some adult themes, and the occasional swear.

Amber Rose has freshly moved to Canterlot and is eager to start her journalism degree. Little does she know that she is expected by an old acquaintance who has spent years on a time travel spell to eradicate a formative experience from Amber’s past. Amber succumbs and finds herself battling the ghosts of her own adolescence—but life lets her choose again.

Scansion has a problem. The poems that flow from his pen at night are the most beautiful he's ever written, but he doesn't remember writing them. Drawn ever-deeper into an exchange of letters with a voice that speaks only through his work, he must discover the truth: Is the lonely, recently-returned goddess of the night reaching out to him in the only way she can, or is he chasing shadows?

* Now with a dramatic reading by Neighrator Pony! *
* Chinese translation: 女神 (Thou Goddess) by 卷耳 (estiMaDashie)! *

Holy crap you guys. What have I unleashed? Here's a sample of the word-of-mouth blogstorm that drove it to the feature box out of nowhere:
"This is the best thing I've read in a long time." –Bad Horse (rated: sitewide Top 10)
"'Thou Goddess' is magical and transcendent all the way through." –Skywriter
"[P]oetic beauty. There is scarcely a height of acclaim I would not believe it deserves." –Causal Quill (rated: sitewide Top 10)
"[C]hock full of splendid poetry … a jaw-dropping piece of prose and one of the best fics I have ever had the privilege to read." –Present Perfect (rated: sitewide Top 15)
"I shall keep this brief, because I must finish weeping before lunch is over. This is gorgeous, and has utterly deserved every accolade it has received." –Blue_Paladin42 (rated: sitewide Top 5)

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Further reviews:
"This is a remarkable fic, beautifully written ... quite simply, dazzling." –Louder Yay (rated: ★★★★)

If the title sounds grammatically incorrect, please read this.

This story is a sequel to Odrsjot

Rainbow Dash and the Noble Jury fly east.

Twilight firmly believes that ghosts belong in the realm of fantasy. But after multiple brushes with the supernatural in her home, she turns to the one pony who can help. Now Fluttershy, Twilight and Spike must banish the spirit before it starts flinging her pans and clogging the toilets.

Nothing in the universe is permanent. Nothing but one pony.

Now, in the darkness of the abyss, Luna remembers. And maybe, just maybe, this might not be the end, but rather a new beginning.

She might even see her sister again.

The great and powerful Chinchillax made a wonderful audio-play all on his own accord! Give it a look!
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It was only a few days ago when I lost my voice and Fluttershy had to sing in my place with the Ponytones. Then, just the other mornin', Rarity's asked me out to a big fancy dinner in downtown Ponyville. What could this mean? Have I done somethin' wrong? Is she finally kickin' me out of the quartet? Or, even worse, could an elegant unicorn like that actually be interested in a stallion like me?

I ain't no good at reading ponies, and I'm even worse at speakin' my thoughts out loud. Rarity is a nice, elegant lady, and I'd be a plum fool to hurt her feelings. Still, the truth's gotta come out somehow. There's only one mare in this-here town who strikes my fancy, and it ain't her.

Based on an idea given to me by Propmaster.