Tired of waiting for something to happen in the sleepy town of Ponyville, Discord ventures off into the Everfree Forest, looking for some entertainment. He gets more than he bargained for, though, when he finds a visitor from our world, Jesus.

This is probably the only fiction you'll ever find written in the 'first person omniscient' perspective. I'd say it's worth a read just for that!

Many thanks to DeathRiseRobo for proofreading and pointing out the stupid mistakes I made.

Nikola Tesla in 1912 has created a machine that's able to transport an object from one location to another. When Tesla himself volunteers to see if the machine is able to transport humans from one location to another. The machine malfunctions and instead transports him from his lab in Colorado Springs to Ponyville, Equestria. Changing his form and appearance to that of an equine pony, he comes across the Mane 6 and tries to recreate his machine in Equestria. Will Tesla succeed and go back home, or will he be forever stuck in Equestria?

DISCLAIMER: This is no way historically accurate or scientifically accurate. This is a Science Fantasy story, so I can do whatever I want. And if you are wanting to avoid possible spoilers before reading the story, then do NOT read the comments

Rated Teen for:- Scenes of Violence, Light Gore and Strong Language

Prince Blueblood. Haughty aristocrat and heir to the throne of Canterlot.
Big Macintosh. Simple farmpony with a love for apples.
They're in love.
Wait, what?

This is M/M. Colt cuddlers. Queers. Buttpirates. Fudgepackers. By all means, fill the comments with badly typed anti-gay rants, I'm not gonna stop you, in fact I quite enjoy it. You see, I bathe in your hatred. It really helps my complexion.

Caramel's life could be considered a simple one at best, but a boring one at first. He's never been one to easily make friends, that's for sure. He sticks to himself mostly and attempts to stay out of the way of the lives of ponies around him. It's easier that way. Simpler. Talking to ponies is a challenging enough task on its own merits, but romance? He's never dreamed of romance.

Of course, that all changed when Big Macintosh entered his life.

(Cover art by Snark!)

Braeburn Apple has always been raised in a conservative household, as a member of the Apple family.
Throughout his life, he's been taught what's 'wrong' and what's 'right', who he was allowed to love, and who he wasn't. Above all, he was told what to be, and how to be it.
When he meets a certain blue Pegasus stallion buying pies at Sweet Apple Acres while he just so happens to be staying there, he discovers feelings he never knew he had.
Unfortunately, they happen to be the same ones he was always taught to suppress.
Can Soarin convince him that it's not wrong to be in love, and that, sometimes, in order to be happy, you need to break out of your comfort zone?
A story about discovering who you are, and being that person, no matter what others tell you to be.

WARNING: M/M, SoarinxBraeburn Coltcuddling! Touches up on some serious social issues in the real world, but with ponies, and at least 20% cooler.
If you don't like it, please do not read it.

Featured on EqD!

Cross-posted to FanFiction.NET.

Rated T for alcohol references, crude humour, and slight language.

Cover image is by Mn27 on DeviantART.

Edited by many people, included Carcer, LunaUsesCaps, and Diexna, but none have contributed more than the amazing Smayds, who has been my main editor for almost every chapter.

My entry into the "Hearth's Warming Care Package for Kiki" Fan-fiction contest. Didn't make the finals, but I was close.
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After a long day in the fields, Applejack only wants to be able to eat her dinner and go to bed. The only problem, it's already occupied by a very ill Zecora. The Apples are famous for their hospitality, but when does Applejack have to draw the line?

It's been a long year since Soarin and Braeburn went their separate ways due to Soarin's work, and somehow every opportunity for the two to meet up was canned in one way or another. They keep in touch through letters, trying to keep their pathways of life entangled no matter how far apart they remain. What either pony was half-expecting to be a simple week of passion and discovery grew, in a way, through this connection. But still, it's not enough. This becomes clear when Braeburn's letters one day cease to arrive.

A story of romance, affection, right, and wrong. A stallion named Braeburn will find where he truly belongs.

The world coltcuddler has been floating around the town of Appleloosa as of late, and it always comes around to the earth pony named Braeburn, who himself has since denied any accusations, despite the townsfolk's disbelief, harsh words, and actions toward him. Three months is a long time to go without a single friend in sight....

Denial is a new word however, and the the strange light blue pegasus named Soarin decided to use this when Braeburn insisted he wasn't interested in colts after meeting in a bar. The pegasus doesn't say where he's from or why he is passing by, accoring to him, he only wanted apples, and is now expecting a one sided promised date from the earth pony!

The truth soon falls into place, and Braeburn is faced with one of the hardest things anypony has ever done. Facing the truth as the war in his head between right and wrong rage on.

All he wanted was a drink...

A tad fluffy, but there is plot somewhere... trust me...