You and Pipp have something special. She just gets you in a way nopony else does, and vice versa.

Bad days are nothing new for the two of you. You've seen worse, and heck, you've braved every storm that came your way together, just as you've always done in the past. Side-by-side.

One glum afternoon at your place, you begin to wonder why. But little did you know that one harmless interaction could lead to more than you would have ever bargained for...

Cover art not mine! Check out Marenlicious on DeviantArt!

EDIT: Featured on 4/2/2023!

One night, whilst up late reading quietly to himself, Anon is disturbed by a mysterious home intruder scratching at his door. Anon does the unconventional and simply lets them into his house and becomes quite possibly the first person to ever sit down and make polite conversation with an actual ghost. A rather cute and flustered ghost at that.

Originally written for the Kinderquestria thread, where the cute, childlike innocence of ponies is taken to its absolute comedic extent.

Working in a dump has its ups and downs - sure, you may go home smelling like trash, but the riches you can find more than make up for it. Gently used furniture, perfectly good books, and even some nearly intact action figures are just the tip of the iceberg of what Anon has found on his daily duties - still, even after years of working at the junkyard, he still stumbles across a few surprises.

Artwork by AnonTheAnon

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This story is a sequel to Rarity, I'm Pretty Sure You're Dead.

Rarity is dead, rotting, but still very much standing. Now in a race against time, the mare scrambles to get a new body before she falls apart completely. Oh and Twilight's there to help, of course.

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Pinkamena just wants to stay in her own lane. If Pinkie has a problem that needs yelled at, kicked at, or jeeringly tolerated until it goes away, she can handle it. But what’s a sourfaced split personality to do when her agreeable half vanishes overnight like a fart in the wind?

Pinkamena is not a sleuth. Nor a convincing actress. But she’ll need to be both to guise as Pinkie and solve the mystery of where her better half went.

What a pain in the flank.

(Teen rating for Pinkamena’s crassness and comically short temper.)

Its National Novel Writing Month! I'm breaking my regular short story conventions for a multi-chapter tale of fumbling comedy, uneasy mystery, and (most frightful of all) first-person narration.

This story is a sequel to Belly Rubs in Pony Prison

[WARNING: Contains ear scratching, hugs, and blushing cheeks]

Anonymous is sent to jail for his most heinous crimes of first degree meanness, there he finds doing a few favours for those around him will allow him to live a comfortable life.

A sequel to Belly Rubs In Pony Prison, not required reading to understand however.

I've been brought to a world of magic and anthro ponies. I always hated how Celestia brought such an imbalance. I think it's about time to fix that. The Phantom Troupe is coming to Equestria, and it's going to cause havoc.

Arcs:
Chapter 1-??? Finding our legs.

(Used to be Hunter x Equestria before name and cover change)

With time short and a life on the line, Twilight goes to a forgotten corner of town seeking out an urban legend in the desperate hope it can help her. What she finds is all that she expected and more. A creature of darkness that offers favors for blood. But first it wants to know how Twilight found it, and why.

In the process, Twilight learns a valuable lesson. It's frightening enough to know that supernatural creatures actually exist, but what is truly terrifying is when those creatures know you exist. And one of them takes an interest in you.

Pre-read by RTStephens and TheAlbinocorn. Cover art by S-I-REN

Hello, everyone, my name is Amelia Jaeger, and I have no idea where I am or how I got here. All I can remember is a plane crash, a bright flash, and waking up in the snow. What's worse is I'm now stuck in the body of the NetNavi known as Bass from Megaman NT Warrior. Although, it's not all bad. I could have been stranded as Roll instead. Now, if only I could get used to all these multi-colored talking ponies everywhere, I may not lose my mind before I figure out what's going on. Wish me luck. I may need it.

Howdy, everybody! As you can see, I've provided another Displaced story for your reading pleasure. Enjoy!

EDIT: WE GOT FEATURED ON THE FIRST UPDATE OF 2022! WOOOOOO!

People will do anything to distract themselves from their problems. In an age where the situation could be both a hundred times worse and a thousand times better, there are still stories floating around. You know the type: a young human gets snatched from his/her homeworld and dropped in a land far from home, and they have to either shape up or ship out before it's too late.

Replace "human" with "Reploid", and you have a good idea what's happened to me. This land of Equestria is as completely alien to me as I am to its residents. If I can't return home then I'll have to figure out how to adapt to its environs, but my time and options are running out quickly. I'm not ashamed to admit that I'm getting desperate.

I am Fairy Leviathan, one of Neo Arcadia's Four Guardians, and I will gladly accept your help if you have any to offer.

There is a Frequently Asked Questions blog on this story. Please read it first before getting into the story. Thank you.

The cover image is Leviathan's official art from Rockman X DiVE. I haven't been able to find a reasonable alternative and circumstances aren't allowing me to commission something, so I'm just going to leave it as is.

Don't know about the 'Human' tag for this one, as it's kind of iffy. Personally I think it's alright, as Reploids are close enough to 'human' for it not to matter, but your mileage may vary.

Has a TV Tropes page here.