Princess Luna, otherwise known as Princess of the Night, realizes, on one starry night, of her pitiful life. With no friends to turn to, she thinks only of the one pony who ever showed her the tiniest bit of friendship. Not those who feared her, or those who pampered her just because she was a princess. But a true friend, by the name of Twilight Sparkle.

Also, someone actually did a dramatic reading of this fiction. Here it is.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=dFBrkDCDWX4

Princess Luna falls comatose and is revived by the love-sick kiss of one of Celestia's guards. As a reward, she leads him to the ancient hidden barracks of her long forgotten guardian force. Their slowly blossoming romance gives birth to a breed of royal guard not seen in 1,000 years. The Lunar Stallions!

A single changeling is cut off from the swarm during the attack on Canterlot. She's discovered by Vinyl Scratch and adopted as a pet. How will Wubsy the changeling, Vinyl, and Octavia cope when the town develops Changeling-phobia? Will Wubsy ever be able to prove her good intentions and stay with the mare she's grown so attached to? Rated Teen for off-page lesbian pony make-out session.

My bid to make "Wubsy" a more official part of the fannon. Check the source of the fic image to see the comic that started it all.

A gracious thank you to GarlicParsnip, Comma-Kazie, Chengar Qordath, JJ GingerHooves and Steel Resolve who proofread and co-authored the piece.

While helping Twilight rearrange her lab, Spike comes across a magical powder that changes him into a pony! While Twilight tries to find an antidote, pony Spike has some adventures of his own.

(Originally posted (part 1, at least) to EqD in May 2011. I'd run across a ponified Spike picture and suddenly got an urge to write it. Another story that I tried to make seem like a viable episode)

NOTE: This story takes place in the same continuity as Appleshy, Sparkle Kitten, Trixie's Great and Powerful Revenge, and Tragic Magic. It takes place chronologically after all of those except Tragic Magic. The other stories are not required reading to fully enjoy this story (though feel free to read them anyway!), but there are one or two elements that call back to Sparkle Kitten in particular.

Written before S2 finale as a way for me to put Shining Armor into my head-canon.
A slightly-random oneshot with some sibling familial love.

Ponyville has stopped communicating with the other cities, and rumours that a battle has broken out within the town. To add, Celestia hasn't received word from Twilight in months. Unfortunately, she, her sister and the Captain of the Royal Guard, Shining Armor, are too weighed down by duties to head to Ponyville.

The only pony left for the job, Princess Cadence, is ordered by Celestia to find out why Twilight has stopped writing to Celestia, but plans change when she finds out what's really going on, as well as unexpected companions.

Princess Luna's Lunar Stallions kidnap Twilight Sparkle when they see how lonely Luna is, and give her to the Princess as a gift. Nightmare Moon emerges from Princess Luna's psyche during the sleepover. The dark goddess would love nothing more than to have the beautiful mare all to herself, and the resulting chaos forces Celestia to call a psychologist to sort out Luna's multiple personalities.

Don't expect quality from this fic.

Being a creator means creating your own world, where you pour your love and heart into it.

In a stormy night, after a strange event in her office, Lauren Faust gets teleported into the magical land of Equestria. The land... that she created. What will she do now? How will she return to the reality from her own imagination? Will she even be willing to leave?

A story in which rosy pony, Roseluck, is tired of the oppression she must face in everyday life. Will she overcome her greatest fear? Will she defeat the Highlanders?

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Seven little bubbles upon my flank
but to many it might as well be blank.

All the while they point and stare
for I cannot fly through air.

I tumble and crash
many things I smash.

But many things cannot be seen
as to what my bubbles mean.

Three little ponies, they will find
A secret that I was left behind.