my first 2nd person story.

Rated Teen Gore for referencing and some future events.

You are a new colt in town forced to live with Pinkie Pie. You don't want to stay long and don't want friends

Things change though when three fillies find out you don't have a cutie mark.

There are spoilers in the comments, and my other stories. So sue me.

Star Gazer: pony, pegasus, stalion... um, wait, mare... That's where things get tricky. All Star wants to do is travel around the world. Too bad bears, crazy families, insane dinners, chaotic weddings, and pompous princes stand in her, er, his way. There's also the whole gender flipping thing.

Somewhat of a sequel to Cloudy Stars. Some parts of the story will take place before Cloudy Stars and some will take place after. Either way, Star certainly is in for quite a few weird days.

2nd person fic

You are a pony that has found a job working on the one and only Sweet Apple Acres. You have been happily working on the fields and playing what you play best, the guitar. You always love those classic songs, pop, and even country, anything to do with acoustics. One day you work the hardest you will ever work, the Apple family reunion, the apple family makes you work till you drop, but you don't mind one sort bit, you gaze upon looking at every family member of the Apple family, but one mare spots you and she goes wild when it comes to strings.

This story contains anthropomorphised ponies (aka humanized ponies)

cover art belongs to atryl on deviantart

The definition of tolerance is simple: A fair, objective, and permissive attitude towards those whom are different than those around them. So what happens when a portion of the world's populace is changed by a strange anomaly once thought to be benign and harmless? Can the world tolerate more differences, with the mess it already has?

A/N: I know the rating says "Everyone", but it leans more towards Teen for vague sexual references and mild language. Oh, and with the ideas I currently have in story, that is definitely going to change. Probably to Mature.

Star Gazer can't get a break. He's always stressed out by his constant studies. But his greatest stress of all come from mares: he turns into a quivering mess around them. Yet he still spends a large amount of the time in the Ponyville Library studying various books. It just so happens he's there one day when Twilight is testing out a new spell. However, things don't go as planned and now Star has to deal with the consequences: a longer mane and eyelashes are going to be the least of his worries.

*Special Thanks to Magic Bolt for the amazing cover art!*

My name is speed art. Have you ever had a strange dream like a sleeping with a mare and waking up figuring out it wasn't a dream. Well I have something to say YOU HAVE NO CLUE. I didn't wake up with a mare, I woke up AS a mare. What will happen to my life.

You keep sayin' somethin' about bein' male and "human" before you showed up in Appleloosa. I'm not sure what you're talkin' about, stranger, but I can certainly tell you're pretty darn mad about what happened. Sit down a spell, will you? Tell me more about this "Trask" feller...

Cover art by Trinityinyang.

You are Rarity, and you are not that much a fan of Twilight right now. After she got you stuck in this strange new world, you've been wondering just how you'll get home. And when you first meet the denizens of this strange realm, your confusion and desire to return home only begin to grow. What's a lady to do?

(I kinda setup my own rules on changelings logic. So if there are any other changeling stories that have different logic, I won't follow it.)
[2nd POV] A changeling is a mindless slave, and was only born to serve Queen Chrysalis. It does not have feelings, so it does not feel remorse. A changeling cannot think or choose for itself, as it is not sentient. It only moves without question, and only constantly feed off of the love of ponies. Since it is not sentient, it cannot be befriended, cannot learn to communicate, and cannot feel love. Its sole-purpose is to feed off love out of every pony alive.
But... that doesn't seem to apply to you.
The day you met that one unicorn, was the day you began asking, questioning your own existence.
Ever since the fall of Queen Chrysalis, she was nowhere to be found. Your siblings can't seem to do anything without her guidance, and slowly, each one of your siblings begin to die out. As an endangered changeling in hiding, you use your newly discovered free-will and wits to try to find out the answer to your question. Trying to solve it before you die. "Who am I now?"
(I guess now that i think about it, I just made changelings the equivalent to zombies. And you are a.... Sentient zombie?)
On hiatus for the moment. Until I get my shit together, this story is going to just linger there for some moments.

[2nd Person Fic starring you and Derpy Hooves]

It's just an average day for you at the lettuce stand when you are greeted by Ponyville's resident mail mare. Though this normally wouldn't be out of the ordinary, she seems to be sporting some...strange gear.

A/N: I always feel like my descriptions are too short. The actual description part, not the Author's Notes part.

ANYWAY, this is my Derpy story! Inspired almost SOLELY by a picture I saw. I'll put it in the author's notes of the actual story, as to avoid spoilers here.

I started writing this about a week ago, just before Christmas. Once I started, I challenged myself to finish it before the year ended. And what do ya know, I did! Didn't publish it before then, but still...I felt accomplished.

...Totally pointless information, but I thought I might as well share it.

I don't have too much to say here. So I'll just end this off with the traditional:
Enjoy folks!