Octavia had hit a block in her musical career. She just can't figure out any new songs to write. And all the tricks she's tried to come up with something new are just failing. Vinyl Scratch, worried about her, puts her in contact with a friend who just might have the very thing she needs....

Discord has the post gala blues, and he ends up on Rarity's couch, bawling, eating ice cream and pouring his heart out about Fluttershy. Poor Rarity.

Spoilers from Meet New Friends But Keep Discord.

Dedicated to my friend Topher, who is going through a hard time. Hope this makes her laugh.

Who knew Princess Celestia had formal control over all aspects of language in Equestria? Who knew she would randomly ban a critical punctuation mark? Twilight Sparkle sure didn't. Now with Equestria as she knew it collapsing around her without the almighty comma she must try to convince the Princess to restore sanity to the written word.

Warning: Contains fourth-wall breakage and meta humor plus intentional grammar mauling.

Cadance and Shining Armor attempt to nominally fulfill one of Equestria's oldest and most intensely awkward royal traditions.

(Part of FanOfMostEverything's Imposing Sovereigns project. Many thanks to Themaskedferret for support and pre-reading services, and to many others for support. Tagged "sex" for repeated references in dialogue; no explicit activity on-page for which you will thank me.)

Now with a Spanish translation by Spaniard Kiwi!

After learning about their human counterparts in the world beyond the mirror, Cadance and Shining Armor begin to wonder about the pony counterpart of Abacus Cinch.

The original minific version of this story took 11th place in the October, 2015 Writeoff Association contest, "Illusion of Choice," and the cover artwork is courtesy of poecillia-gracilis19.

Equestria burns, its citizens enslaved, its goddesses silent.

Clinging to Celestia's teachings of mercy and forgiveness, Twilight journeys south across the Sand Sea to make peace with the enemy who devastated her homeland. But every step of the way, the brother they killed is there to haunt her. The brother whose family they butchered. The brother so filled with hatred he'd see Twilight betray everything she believes in to satisfy his need for revenge.

Caffeine withdrawal can do terrible things to a pony.

Even in the Grim Darkness of the Far Future, where there is only Epic Pony War, and an eternity of (s)laughter, clopping, and the gnashing of feasting trolls… few horrors can compare to what Lord-Commissar Nutmeg of the Equestrian Guard would unleash upon anything impeding his quest for a morning cup of recaf.

To be a pony in the 41st Millennium is to live in a regime that declares itself 20% cooler than any other imaginable, as mighty battle-fleets cross the hate-infested miasma of the dimension of the Everfree in the name of the Alicorn Princesses. And yet, it is a regime where both magical and scientific knowledge have dwindled during the Royal Sisters’ long confinement to the Equestrian Throne, an arcane relic from the Age of Harmony, where a thousand cakes are sacrificed every day so that They may never truly die.

But to stand between a pony and his daily caffeine-fix is to forget all hope of peace and understanding, and to face the full might of the Royal Sisters’ inexhaustible armies: the Space Mareines, an elite cadre of bio-engineered super equines; the Equestrian Guard; their numerous comrades-in-hoof; the ever-vigilant Alicorn Inquisition; the tech-ponies of the Equestris Marecanicus; the—

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Many thanks to CoffeeMinion for both inspiration, editing, and the gratuitous use of his OC, Nutmeg.

Moonlight Raven enjoys darkness and gloom. Nopony understands her. If only she could meet a vampony or something, but what are the chances of that?

After witnessing the collateral damage of a secret war that has been fought for generations, Twilight will finally discover the truth behind it. A truth that is far different than anything she could have imagined.

Some enemies of Celestia are hulking abominations, others are mad deities, but a few are just persistent.

Write-off entry for the * Princess Not Included round.

Now with reading by Midnight29

The Cutie Mark Crusaders have been tasked with their greatest challenge yet - cook dinner for themselves and Rarity, wholly unsupervised! Can they rise to the occasion and take their first tentative steps towards adulthood without accidentally causing some form of catastrophe?

History teaches us the answer is "no".

Finalist for The Writeoff Association short story competition, "Look, I Can Explain..."

Cover art courtesy of Apex Photography