The Reign of Friendship has ended, leaving a grieving Equestria to grapple with their loss. Rarity Belle, the successful 500+ year old fashionista, has been harboring a secret that could spell Equestria’s doom.
The time for Twilight to succeed Celestia as Bearer of the Sun has come. But as the abdication ceremony in which Celestia will relinquish her power approaches, Twilight begins to desperately search for a way to stop the ceremony and save her friend.
When half of all life in Equestria mysteriously disappears, Twilight and her last remaining friends go on a quest into deep space to answer one question: Why? (Crossover with the Marvel Cinematic Universe)
After half of Twilight's mane gets ripped off, she decides that it's time to visit the Author of All Beings in order to give herself a sparkly magical mane, just like Celestia. One problem: the Author of All Beings is a massive jerkface.
Twilight Sparkle is Dead. Her friends decide this isn't an acceptable state of affairs and vow to change it. They really should have compared notes first.
I knew there would be trouble when Discord started asking about dreams. He just wanted to make them better, he said. More interesting. In a way he was right – in a very terrible way that we must stop, before it is too late.
There are few constants in nature as universal as the fact that the big spoon will always be big, and the small spoon, small. However, what happens when your tiny unicorn marefriend becomes a princess and is suddenly four heads taller than you?
Nightmare Moon has a short temper. The only creature she'd like to spare from her rage is her husband, but he's a bit... squishy. Thankfully, she has a solution.
Princess Celestia gave her life fighting against Sombra. That's what the sources say. But Twilight is convinced she was transported to another dimension. Now, fifteen years later, she succeeds in following her.
Celestia stole her heart—literally—and kept it when she promised to give Twilight freedom. Now furious but unable to do anything about it, Twilight copes with her new unlife.
When she was birthed with horn and wings she was thought to be a pegacorn, a rare and blessed blending of the tribes, whose long life and power brought wealth and stature. Then the guards came, seeking the first alicorn born in over a thousand years.
Applejack will always support Braeburn living his best life, no matter what. She just has a few concerns about his new boyfriend, that's all. Specifically, his giant tyrannical warlord boyfriend who's definitely supposed to be dead right now.
In the mountains, a monastery founded by Starswirl the Bearded to care for unicorns who lost their magic raising the sun still tends to ponies in need. In the wake of the Storm King, one such pony journeys there.
Every day, Princess Celestia wakes up in terrible pain, and every day, she chooses to endure it, until the one day she's left feeling blissfully normal. Few things have ever scared her so much.
She looked just like Princess Celestia, except marred and broken. Her ceremonial barding had rusted slightly. Black streaks ran through her mane. Worst was the scar across her chest. The tarnished Celestia smiled at Luna. "H-hello, monster."
Archmage Twilight Sparkle barely sleeps between her duties, her research, and raising Spike. Now she also has to deal with an evil goddess’s return. It would have been nice if Celestia had mentioned she has a sister a year ago…
As a result of a magical mishap in the name of protecting Equestria, the princesses fuse into a single being. But in order to bring them back, she will have to stop existing. What does it mean to die?
Two ponies fall in love. One will be conquered by Sombra and cast out of time. The other will give everything to seal away the Pony of Shadows in Limbo. Neither knows the other waits on the far side of a millennium.
She’s here. The demigod. I can [i]taste[/i] her. The air is thick with the scent of marigolds. The scent of death. “Where are you, Princess?” I call, and the point of my rapier scrapes along the ground. “I’ve been looking for you.”
Silver Spoon. Derived from the phrase "born with a silver spoon in your mouth," which implies being born into wealth, privilege, and now a pony too apparently.
Aria was supposed to be a tough punk, not having any sort of special feelings towards anybody, but Sonata seems to think differently. Aria rolls her eyes, but when Sonata invites him over for studying, the truth could reveal...
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