Big Daddies: The ultimate protector of the metal city of Rapture, guardians to the Little Sisters. For years they patrolled the underwater streets of the distopia, keeping their little ones safe. But with the fall of Rapture and the death of almost all of the Big Daddies, where does one go from there? To the land of Equestria, where peace and Harmony reign. Does this peaceful land need a silent protector? And can the Big Daddy find a place to call home?

A few quickies: Little Sister's word is law. The Big Daddy will also be a bit more like the Alphas, but that will be explained later. You might be a little lost if you haven't read the other stories, but only for a certain character.

Donut Joe keeps his store open on Hearth’s Warming Eve. And why not? He doesn’t have anywhere else to be, and neither do the tired, bitter ponies who find their way inside.

But the Eve is young, and strange things lie ahead. Who knows what might happen on a night like tonight?

(Inspired by the song "Old City Bar," by Trans-Siberian Orchestra)

Reviewed by TheifofZ here.

Story I wrote inspired by this art by CrappyUnicorn.

[ 2nd person ] [ HiE ]
It's not easy being a human in Ponyville, but there's one pink pony who makes it all worthwhile.

A story of prejudice, suspicion, and gossip,
and a simple love that grows in spite of it all.

Anon made a major impact on the lives of every friend he made in his time in Equestria, but he had to return home sometime. However, his friends weren't ready for him to leave just yet. Writing letters is supposed to be therapeutic...

When your life is as dull a gray as the world that surrounds you, the mundanities can make it all seem meaningless. Sometimes all we need is a little color -- or six -- to reintroduce us to what truly makes life worth living.

*6-16-2017 Edit, added Rainbow Dash tag because it triggered knighty.*

"My name is Rick Gärtners, and I write this diary to whomever comes across it. I am a thirty-eight year-old male with no spouse, but that's irrelevant right now. If you do happen to come across this, note for what you're about to read is a record of my life's history; day by day, month by month, and year by year. But never will you expect what's written in this forgotten journal. So sit a while, my readers, as you'll see how being shown to "kindness" can change my malevolent life... forever."

A Fluttershy rendition of 'My Little Dashie' and written out of pure inspiration of becoming a writer.

2020: Story is undergoing revision. When it'll be done is not estimated.

A collection of events with a mysterious blue stallion linking them all together.
If you're sad, lonely, or otherwise troubled, just keep an ear open, and you might hear a cathartic song being played just for you.
This is the myth of the Blues Traveller.
Work in progress, more characters will be added. Hope you enjoy everypony.

In life, we can only truly trust what our senses tell us, but what if our senses are wrong? When does the real world end, and fantasy begin? And when do they bleed into the other?

Dramatic Reading by Scarlett Blade: here

The days go by, the same as they always do. You go through the day without a care in the world. Well, mostly.
You do care. You care for her. For the girl who's always been by your side. She's your best friends, and you hope you're hers. Thing is, she's bullied daily. Every day. Whether it's from some immature group of boys, to Sunset Shitter, she's always berated and picked on. Her friends care deeply for her, but sadly, are in next to no classes with her, and rarely see her.
You talk with her often though. Well, you don't really 'talk' like everyone. Being mute was always just something you never thought about.
But if only you could say something to her. Something to lift her back up. To let her know she's not worthless.
If only you could.
Here’s a theme I think could work for the story. Got a better one? Let me know in the comments. This is Not the End, by Fieldwork.

Rated 'T' for mild swearing. A few bombs are dropped here and there, but it's nothing TOO serious.
Hey, if you liked the story, you think you could add it to a group or two?