The nightmares were becoming frequent recently, but Sunset Shimmer had never faltered, however bad it could get.

Last night was the last straw.

With a bicycle, a map, a music player, a purse, a set of clothes and a conviction, she runs off into the night.

Knowing she could only run so far.

Rated 'T' for a single use of a certain colorful word that starts with 'F'

As often following a break up, Sunset starts repeating days; as often following Sunset, it's never as simple as that.

And, finally, the day that never ends is yesterday. The girl who left learns to move on.

Sunset Shimmer shouldn't be here. She knows that and Twilight Sparkle knows that, but the latter won't admit it, resorting to ancient, dark magic to make life fair. Sunset must make Twilight see how much she is hurting herself by refusing to let Sunset Shimmer go and move on.

An entry into Oroboro's Sunset Shipping Contest: Endings.

Cover art revised by the generous and awesome Shortmane.

When Sunset receives a particularly lascivious text message from Twilight, she's really not sure how to handle it. Of course when she finds out it was intended for someone else, she decides finding out who it was meant for is of the utmost importance! Why? She doesn't know, shut up, it's not like she likes Twilight or anything.

Written because I need more shippy horse high school garbage in my life.

Ever since the events of Camp Everfree, Twilight Sparkle hasn't been single. But she didn't end up in a relationship with Flash Sentry. This fact leaves Flash's emotions in a violent turmoil that he doesn't know how to deal with.

Perhaps the help of someone who was once close to him can help him come to terms with his emotions.

A one-shot idea based 100% on the previews for Legend of Everfree. I'm pretty certain Twilight isn't actually going to end up in a relationship by the end of the movie (call it writer's instincts I suppose) but a lot of people were already saying that they could see themselves liking the ship it presented. I'm pretty sure this fic will become pointless once the movie actually comes out, but until then I had the inspiration to write this.

(September 25 Edit): In a Post Legend of Everfree World: Wow, I can't believe how prophetic this fic became lol

What did happen to the "other" Sunset Shimmer? The human one? The one who isn't a pony? Where is she?

Sunset is pretty sure she knows the answer.

Featured, 2^nd March 2019! Thank you!

Featured on Equestria Daily, 1^st May 2020
_{One of Equestria Daily's 30 Best Fanfics to Read for Sunset Day, September 2020}

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After trading in a memory-erasing magic artifact for a second chance, all of Wallflower Blush's social insecurities were quickly forgotten.

Except for the part where that didn't happen. Instead, Wallflower now has to confront old grudges she's held against the students of Canterlot High School, along with the reasons she formed them to begin with. Some are petty, some are painful, but to Wallflower, they're all real.

Up until now, confronting them has always ended badly. However, after several chance meetings, Wallflower's odds look slightly better than usual—especially after bumping into a quirky indie movie director who seems to really enjoy her company.

Can Wallflower's blossoming friendships—and sudden romance—make up for the sadness and mistakes of her friendless past?

Part of the Montage Cinematic Universe.

Cover Artwork: Gabbslines

Rarity is getting ready to meet her friends for lunch.
She just needs to make sure the boutique is okay first.

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When the girls discovered magic at Camp Everfree, Sunset Shimmer was the first to embrace it. But now, the little bit of magic she got is just reminding her of how much she's lost. And as people get more and more desperate, you can never tell when they're going to do something incredibly stupid.

”I think this is best for both of us,” Twilight had said, with the kind of smile that betrayed no joy in what she was saying, ”I think this is what we both want, too.”

It was what she wanted. They'd needed to break up. It wasn't working.

At least, that's what she told herself. Every day for a month, every night when her bed felt too big, too empty.

It was what she wanted.

It had been mutual.