I've been stuck in this world for just over a year now. In that time I've run into mythical monsters, physics-defying ponies, and actual, real magic.

Oh yeah, and the rulers control the sun and moon.

But that doesn't matter, because I know the cutest pony that ever lived.

(Featured on 6/7/24-6/10/24). Oh my gosh! Thank you so much!)

Anon makes prosthetics, but despite the words of others, he isn't happy with them.

Just a little short story I made while working on another fic. Not sure if I'll do more, but if there's enough interest, I have a few ideas for where to go with it.

Edit: This was initially intended to be a short story where it ended after the first chap, but I've since added more at the request of commenters. I plan to continue adding chaps, but I guarantee nothing. Let me know what you think.

Fizzlepop Berrytwist, now acclimated to Ponyville by Twilight's recommendation, was invited to a party for Gummy's birthday. She didn't want to go, but she went anyway, and found herself being alone, again. Like always.

Fortunately for her, a human by the name of Anon was not a fan of being alone. And he was going to make sure she wasn't alone any longer, even if it meant embarrassing her the whole time.

Art by TenebrisNoctus (source for direct link to picture).

Inspired by The Darkest Moment - Say Your Sorries (And Goodbyes).

Pre-read by: Chaospaladin and Rikkity.

Smolder's a dragon from the Dragon Lands, where might makes right and power is respected. Her guilty pleasure is totally innocent, and that's kind of the problem. Even with Ocellus and Gallus knowing her secret, she still feels insecure about opening up. She's afraid to be vulnerable. Everything changes, however, when she has a chance encounter with her favorite professor and cheer leading coach.

Implied Smolcellus.

Cover image by Papilrux.

A Young Luna finds a little Pegasus foal in the woods one day. Though not experienced, Luna takes in the foal and raises him as her own. Year by year the two grow closer. Even if no one else is there for her that little colt will always be, won’t he?

How do you begin to teach children the cautionary tales of, well, being overly good? When should we stop pushing our lessons of virtue and goodwill to them so they can learn the valuable lesson of self-preservation? At what point do we ever learn that things like self-interest are not necessarily bad concepts?

In the colorful world of Equestria, these questions become more poignant. As I watched my friend be reduced to nothing, I understood the perversion in those unbridled ideas.

Anon and Coco have been friends for quite some time. They’ve hung out several times, too many to count on two hands alone. Yet, this time around, something was different. Something was really different. Anon couldn’t put his finger on it.

Coco Pommel knew. And she was not wanting to let him go without saying it to him. That's why she invited him to go for a walk to her favorite coffee shop.

Neither expected the outcome.

Inspired by SONS - Ghosts.

Pre-read by Rikkity.

Art by Styarema.

Alric, the Chosen Undead, had spent eons in the broken time of his world studying the Curse and searching for a cure. In his research, he learned the horrifying truth. Gwyn had cast the curse upon mankind when he linked the flame to perpetuate the Age of Fire, fearing the natural cycle and the rise of the Dark. In doing so, he damned the world to a slow and agonizing apocalypse, merely for his own lust for power and inability to allow the cycle to happen as it should.

Thus Alric made it his purpose to undo the curse and restore the natural cycle of light and dark to undo the damage Gwyn had wrought. But in the final moment, while he was on the verge of accomplishing his goal, he stumbled into a trap laid upon the First Fire by Gwyn to prevent what the Lord of Cinder had set into motion from ever being undone.

Alric was cast through time and space to a universe not his own. Landing in the Frozen North over one thousand years before the rise of Twilight Sparkle and her friends.

Can he find his way back to fulfill his purpose before it's too late? Or will he succumb to hopelessness and go hollow upon realizing there is no way back?

And what of the two adorable fillies he found within the frozen ruins of a village destroyed by windigos, and saved from freezing to death? What shall become of them?

Despite losing her voice due to a sore throat, Trixie has to go to school today. It shouldn’t affect her daily life much.

Huge thanks to PseudoBob Delightus for proofreading this fic!

Spike has been Twilight's loyal Friendship Ambassador for many years, sorting problems and building bridges with other nations.

Sadly, the customs of his ancestral home remain a mystery to him. On a diplomatic visit to the Dragon Lands, Dragon Lord Ember decides to enroll Spike in a ceremony that all young dragons must pass, the communion with the deity of the dragons.

Yet, in this unfamiliar realm, a world of dragons he knows so little about, Spike is forced to grapple with profound questions of identity-who he truly is, what he aspires to become, and whether he can ever embody the essence of what it is to be a dragon.

Surely speaking with a God can't be that bad?

Set sometime before The Last Problem during Generation 4

Art is by Noben at https://www.furaffinity.net/view/16601690/ all credit goes to the artist and their works exclusively.