During another bout of insomnia, your friend Izzy Moonbow vows to stay by your side and keep you company. All things considered, she's just being friendly. But why on Earth is she being so affectionate towards you? It's almost as if she's dying to tell you something...

Maybe there's something more to it.

Minimum plot, maximum snuggles.
Contains soft midnight talk and loving cuddles with the mare of your dreams...

Sleep well!

Cover art mine.

(EDIT: Featured on 28/03/2022! That was...unexpected.)

Inspired by Parting Words, by RHJunior

Princess Celestia is the paragon of Harmony. She is kind to her subjects and generous to those in need. She is loyal to her ideals and never compromised. She has a good, if mostly unknown, sense of humor. Above all else, she is always honest. Right?

Twilight Sparkle trusts Princess Celestia implicitly and in all things. The Princess has never steered her wrong, not once. When Twilight thought that her concerns for Nightmare Moon were being ignored, Celestia had her back, even if she was withholding information.

Wait a minute.

Shortly before Celestia leaves for Canterlot with the redeemed Luna, Twilight has a conversation with her mentor that will change her perspective on the Princess forever. She will receive something new, beautiful, and damning all the same.

Cynicism.

Six Little Words or: The Question That Twilight Didn’t Ask in Canon.

Violence Tag: Implied torture.

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Many of these so-called ponies believe they were the first to discover the land that is now known as Equestria. They were wrong, of course. Those idiotic Humans, inebriated Dwarves, and the pitiful vomit-inducing, tree hugging, frolicking Elves littered the landscape first all the while living their simple, boring lives. The ponies and the other smattering of races moved here over time from some other land. If they were still here, the various original races meeting the ponies would have made for a bit of a chaotic first contact considering they used dumber cousins of the ponies as labor and mounts. It's too bad that didn't happen, oh I could have enjoyed watching that carnage with a nice bowl of salamander eyeballs.

But, well, one or one-hundred powerful wizards attempting magic beyond their capabilities on magical artifacts beyond their comprehension tend to make things go... explodey. In a single snap of my claws the entire human race, and all of the other "intelligent" races as well, were simply gone. Vaporized in a magical wave of energy. The landscape left even more magically scarred than when the Tower Heart of the old Dark Tower went kaboom. We minions fled back to the Netherworld from whence we came and waited for the land to heal, and hopefully for some other race capable of thought to come knocking at its gates.

We waited a long time for that and now we should really get around to finding a new Master, none of the races showed any real promise so we need to do this ourselves. Giblet seems to have found something promising while digging around the cave of a local dragon (the dragons seem to have gotten smarter too), so I'll have to go give that a look-see and pray to Darkness nothing weird comes out of it.

But as I always say... Evil always finds a way.

-Gnarl, the Minion Master, on the origins of Equestria

This story is a sequel to To Be Loved

Fizzlepop and James go out on their date. Small talk and adorableness ensue.

It's tough, living with your past mistakes. Even harder when no one else will let you forget. They say that's what the alcohol is for. Shame, really. Sometimes you don't want to drink anymore. Sometimes all you need is a hug.
-Fizzlepop BerryTwist

A mistake with an ancient book of dark magic results in Twilight being 'living-impaired'. What follows is a series of (mis)adventures involving tax evasion and constant decapitation.

The chapters are short. I know. I like small bite-sized scenes, and it burns me out less.

Though this story is a comedy, please take note of the Gore and Dark tags. If that kind of stuff and dark comedy is unpleasant for you, I'd recommend reading something else.

Art is AI generated using Stable Diffusion 1.4

Damien Freeman is bored. Really. Really. Bored.

After being transported to Magic Pony hell Land, he realizes all of his skills from college are practically useless. Distraught, Damien looks for purpose in Ponyville,until he is dragged to a new arcade that has recently opened up in Ponyville. Controller Hooves? Dumb name aside, Damien's gaming skills are suddenly put to the test.

Contains: Reverse Gender Role Equestria and fighting game lingo(I made sure to link the correct definitions to each term)

First Feature: February 1st! Thanks so much guys!!!
Second Feature: February 2nd
Third Feature: February 3rd
4th Feature: February 4
Broke 100 likes: February 2nd!

On a hiatus.

This story is a sequel to The Mystery Mystic Machine

Fortuna is a mystery - literally. Anon has no idea how old she is, who made her, or how she ended up in a scrapyard - still, despite all that, he continues to discover things about her. It feels like every day he's finding something new she can do, oftentimes with disastrous results, and the list of her abilities keeps growing. Fortunately for him, even if he never uncovers all her secrets, he's happy to have made a friend...

Artwork by AnonTheAnon

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For millennia, a mysterious figure of terrifying power has persisted across the plains of hell, bringing with him death and distruction. A beacon of good, of light, and of cold revenge. He is known by many names across the cosmos, the destroyer, the slayer, The doom marine. His original name has long since been forgotten, he is known to most simply as the Doomslayer. He once saved the earth from the demonic clutches of hell, this mysterious being now finds himself on a very different version of earth, with its own invaders...

(A Doom Eternal/ Conversion bureau crossover)

This story is a sequel to Anon Buys the Everfree Forest

Anon is here and still very much on his bullshit. While he now has the run of his expansive property, not only does he have to assure his sovereign soil receives proper international recognition, he now has a flock of citizens seeking his guidance, expertise, and wisdom.

Ah well, one out of three isn't so bad, right?

Art is once again by me, lol.