After Sweetie Belle tells Diamond Tiara about a fun game called Minecraft, Diamond Tiara decides to actually give it a shot. She ends up loving it, but now she has to keep it a secret from Silver Spoon or she'll risk being a total geek.

I woke up in the hospital. I don’t recall how I got here. I don’t recognize the mare who says she’s family. I don’t even remember my own name.

So what kind of pony will I become?

After an accident that should've killed me, I instead find myself within the world of what was once my favorite TV show, as a character who admittedly was not my favorite. How can I get out of here? Is there even a way to get out? More to the point, do I even want out?

Through some haywire spell or random portal, you found yourself in Equestria a few months ago and have since adapted fairly well. It took a bit of time, but you're for the most part content in your new life. You have a job, house, and friends in Ponyville with everything seeming to click together for once. When Hearts and Hooves Day shows up, you question how happy you really are and if things really are any different from your old life.

Note: Keep in mind these aren't meant to be overly thought provoking or deep, just simple romance stories. Also, I know most references indicate the "you" in the story is a guy, but I tried keep it as gender neutral as possible. Credit for the heart picture goes to Archive-Alicorn on Deviantart. Thanks for the read and be kind to each other in the comments.

Starlight Glimmer finally graduates from Twilight's Friendship Studies program, and is told to find a student of her own! Twilight recommends going to a new planet, inhabited by "He-you-mains". She tries to make a friend, but finds something more! Will the "He-you-main" accept the Magic of Friendship? Will Starlight succeed in finding a student, or will she find a special somepony instead?! Learn about Starlight's adventures with the "He-you-main", and see how Neurodiversity is Magic!

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So I got in a car crash and the hospital put me under for surgery. The next thing I know, I wake up as a small pony with wings. And I can't see. And it's freaking cold up here.

At least I've still got my smokes.

(Got the idea from the funny picture. Rated T for language and tobacco use.)

Apparently someone upstairs found some sort of pity within themselves and decided that I was worthy of a second chance. At least, that's what I assume. Since I've magically been dropped into another world, in the body of a baby horse no less! 

That was four years ago. Everything was all fine and dandy, my life was going good.

Too good apparently. 

Since that's when everything sort of went to shit.

Mega ultra super duper props to: FunkyFresh for helping this story get to how it is today.

Silver Spoon. Derived from the phrase "born with a silver spoon in your mouth," which implies being born into wealth, privilege, and now being a pony too apparently.

I opened a Ko-Fi! Mainly because people wanted to donate in order to support me. It should help motivate me to write more in theory. I'll use whatever is donated to help commission more art for my fic.

A large corporation in Manehattan hires you to fulfill the Diversity and Inclusion goals and reach the target numbers on the key metrics such as the absence of gender and racial bias. They specialize in customized spell solutions, distributed enchantment systems and cloud mana storage: three things that you, a human, didn't know even exist.

To their surprise, you are not entirely useless.

This is an RGRE (Reversed Gender Roles Equestria) story. You were warned.

Huge thanks to Vayne Hellslinger and SirReal for helping me to make this stuff more readable.

When a human is thrust into Equestria on a whim, he struggles to fit in with the locals of this strange land and tries to figure out how to get home, making new friends along the way.