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They call her the greatest stockbroker to ever hit Wall Street. Some call her the next Warren Buffett. Working from a nondescript, shoebox-sized office, her clients have earned millions through her shrewd investments.
She's...the "Pink Pony of Wall Street."
Intended for Admiral Biscuit's Not-A-Contest for ponies working on Earth. This was an impulse write--proofreading my may be spotty.
Cover image credit (Thanks to Admiral Biscuit and Trick Question for helping me find this very appropos picture!)
Featured 5/7-5/8/2020
Featured at #1 (with Mature turned off), 5/7/2020
Chinese translation by Miracle Seal!
Audio reading by StraightToThePointStudio!
Twilight Sparkle has made a number of homemade clones to act as her while out with her friends. Why? More time left for the original Twilight to study, of course.
If only she weren't so absolutely terrible at making clones.
Sex tag added due to Sexy Sparkle.
The Fluttershark: elusive; yellow and pink; lots of teeth.
Also practices friendship. Underwater.
Swim faster.
Cover image taken with permission from Beach Day by Alasou.
Alternate forms:
* Youtube reading by StraightToThePointStudio
* Russian translation by GORynytch
* Chinese translation by Nova Twinkle
* Spanish translation by SPANIARD KIWI
This story is a sequel to A Trip Through the Mirror
For a changeling, love is magic, and magic is love. They are one and the same within the changeling body. To share magic is to share love. And we all know what happens when an unreformed changeling shares love. Unfortunately for Chrysalis, she got caught up in the moment and forgot for just a second. But a second was enough...
A "what if?", alternate ending for "Frenemies".
This story is a sequel to Best Hell Ever
Once upon a time, Twilight went to hell. It wasn’t that bad. It was pretty great, actually. It had a library! A big one. Like, bigger-than-the-universe big. But then Twilight went and got herself kicked out of hell, and now she’s depressed.
There’s only one logical solution: with Starlight’s reluctant help, Twilight is going to break into hell and invade its library. Oh, it’ll be tricky — trying to find one specific location in an infinite dimension tends to be a bit hard — but the infinite knowledge it’ll provide is too good to pass up. Twilight will find that library if it kills her (which, since this is hell, isn’t the worst thing ever in the grand scheme of things).
There is absolutely no way this can possibly go wrong.
History records that Nightmare Moon was sealed away inside the moon, but there are some who tell the story differently. They claim that she was banished not into it, but onto its surface.
If that's the case, what did she do on the moon? How did she keep herself entertained? How did the stars aid in her escape? And when the answers to those questions are revealed, can she ever live them down?
Cover image by KP-ShadowSquirrel.
Twenty years. Twenty years spent sitting on a stone plinth, with birds getting absolutely everywhere. That kind of experience can change a pony, or a changeling. As long as she stays ahead of the newspapers and mail service, that story might even hold up.
A story about grudges, love, and the power of unremitting hatred.
No particular reason for the T rating, just covering my bases with how much Chrysalis teases ponies.
Special thanks to everyone who reads my works, follows me, or just happens to look at this -- you deserve to be happy too buddy, just like all our little buggy friends and even Chrysalis herself.
Written as my entry in FanOfMostEverything's Imposing Sovereigns II contest.
This story is a sequel to Dear Princess Sunbutt
When Anon takes the liberty to inject his particular brand of humor into Twilight's friendship lessons, Celestia feels the need to respond, more often than not.
A somewhat unofficial sisterfic to 2Merr's Dear Princess Sunbutt
There may not be a response to every letter, and letters 1-11 were taken from my comments in said sister-story.
Please support 2Merr's story too if you like this one. This is written with encouragement of the original author.
(Note: Picture used without permission from Derpibooru. Upon request it will be promptly removed.)
EDIT: Apparently someone's done a reading of this and its sisterfic over on Youtube! Why does nopony tell me these things.
Anon takes over Spike’s job of transcribing Twilight’s friendship reports. He does exactly what you’d expect.
Companion fic containing Celestia’s replies up to Letter 120 - To: Anon, From HRH Sunbutt written by Snow