Welcome to Canterlot University, where we reach for the stars. You have now entered a zone of good-looking babes.

Thanks! Wait...what?!

This story is about a boy named Dice, who learns that having friends really isn't a bad thing after all. He faces a lot of drama with the girls and their arch enemy, Trixie, who wants to have him to herself. He also faces challenges with bullies and might have a crush on his roommate, Applejack. Who knows? This might happen to you in the near future...

It was only natural that introspection would come in the wake of something as monumental as a royal wedding. With the festivities of Shining Armor's betrothal long since past, Twilight has come to realize that there exists a tremendous gap in her studies of friendship, that being that she doesn't really have any stallion friends. That's likely because pursuing platonic relations with the opposite gender is rather difficult when there's a growing desire in her heart for something deeper than her friends can provide.

After an afternoon of disturbed study time and unexpected dental catastrophe, the last thing Twilight would have expected was for opportunity to come knocking in the form of a quiet stallion reading in her library. Enraptured by the chance to expand her education, Twilight bumbles into the newcomer's life without the faintest notion of the depth of the pony's loss. Though her faith in friendship is strong, it will take more than her magic to undo the scars of his past, and keep a heart once filled with wonder from succumbing to the power of doubt.

Set after the events of the season three pilot and before Twilight is crowned princess.

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.

Welcome to Fillydelphia U, the college you've been attending for a year now. This is the account of the crazy things that began to happen to you as a sophomore. Complete with love triangles, crazy roommates, and much more! Want to know what that "much more" may be? Well then pop on in and take a look. This is Fillydelphia University. Enjoy your time here.

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Human for humanized ponies. They're humans with wings and the ability to use magic. Seeing as they're not really anthro with just that trait, I feel that the human tag was more appropriate.

Putting my own spin on my favorite niche of fics.

Constructive criticism encouraged and all that jazz. Enjoy!

Teen for language (At the current moment.)

Note: The cover image is the best version of the human ponies as I described. So...relevant.

This story is a sequel to When the Man Comes Around

The thirteenth in The Journey of Graves

It started out as a glamorous evening for two of Equestria's finest and their lovely lady friends. It ended up a sordid mess of screaming civilians, chaotic upheaval, and explosions. Lots of explosions.

When Rainbow Dash invites her friends over for a slumber party, things start out great. Truth or Dare, eventually starts out as their first game, but even the smallest dares can turn into something disastrous and uncalled for...

Little AppleDash/ Soarin Dash except the AppleDash is not romantic...Okay, not too romantic. more like blushing, staring, and gawking (coughcoughsexualthemesincludedcoughcough) at each other. Soarin Dash is a different story...

This story is a sequel to When the Man Comes Around

The twelfth story in the Journey of Graves.

Nightmare Night is back once more, which means a night chock full of hilarity, hi-jinks, and near apocalyptic obliteration.

Need I say more?

You are an ex-Wonderbolt. You are about twenty-four years old. The only reason you left the famous flying group is because you couldn't handle the attention you got, everywhere you went. You like to just have a small group to hang out with, and that's that. The fame of the Wonderbolts overloaded your senses, seeing as you were always getting attention, no matter where you went. So you have moved to Ponyville, where the Wonderbolts aren't as worshipped. But, what if there is one mare who does? What will happen? Why is she so willing to get close if she just met you? Are tacos better than burritos? Will I ever answer that last question? Read on!

--Just FYI this takes place about three months after FlutterYou. It isn't compulsory to read FlutterYou, but it might help. Like with FlutterYou, make sure to tear me apart for the stuff that isn't good. I can take it. I hate stuff being sugarcoated. If something is sh*t, don't hesitate to tell me so.--

--Second Person Story featuring You and Fluttershy--

--Alright, this is the first time I have ever written a second-person story, so make sure to tear me apart in the comments. Seriously. I don’t want sugarcoated stuff. If it is bad, let me know and tell me how bad it is. If it’s good, make sure to let me know, as I have plans for a few more stories like this, with each of the mane six, and perhaps one or two background ponies. Maybe even Celestia or Luna. But I’m getting ahead of myself. Now, on to the extremely vague and cliched description as I am never good at writing these!--

You are a pegasus, and love flying through dangerous spots. But what if one of those spots is too dangerous? One night while flying, you crash and are seriously injured. You could’ve died, if a gentle yellow pegasus hadn’t of been nearby at the time. She offers to take you in. While living with her, you need to adjust to all the nature that is suddenly all around you; You have lived in apartment buildings all your life. And now you are feeling something weird about her. What is it?

No one expects to go to sleep and never wake up. There's always tomorrow, or the next day. There was always time. So, when a young life is extinguished before its time, it becomes especially difficult to handle. When the spirit of that life is forced to face and accept her death, what will become of her afterlife? Scootaloo will soon be faced with this tragedy, and this is her story.