Being trapped in stone is about as much fun as it sounds.

Unable to cause chaos or get revenge on those who trapped him, Discord takes the only responsible action.

Pbbbt, yeah right. It's Discord. "Responsible" picks itself up and throws itself right out the window when he's around.

He's getting cat's paws to do his work for him.

(A thousand thanks to Radiant Eclipse for the sweet cover art. Go check out his stuff, he's awesome. I'd also like to give a shout to everyone who's helped me with this story, and to the people who read it. I love you guys. Oh, and fair warning. This was my first foray into fanfiction, so it's pretty mediocre to start. Around the time Nightmare Moon makes her glorious entrance is around the time it stops being crap.)

After the 'Canterlot Wedding' incident the Changeling swarm was scattered across the land, enslaved by pony warlords and slavers beyond the borders of Equestria. Weak, desperate and with only a dozen changelings to her name, Queen Chrysalis resorts to summoning one of the most obscure creatures in mythology; a human.

Thanks to zinger906 for giving me the idea for this story.

My name is Aran, and I have lived in Equestria for almost a year now. I don't remember how I arrived to Equestria, but I can never forget what happened when I arrived. Vivisection, the betrayal of trust, and speciesism. This is my story of how the so-called paradise was turned into a prison with only one way out.

Editor: Isaac3924
Editor: Zyrian
Art-cover: Sonson-Sensei

I'm quickly finding that I don't like Equestria.

On the surface it seems like a pretty cool place. Most ponies are friendly even if you're unfriendly to them. It also helps that they haven't been at war since any of them can remember. Thing is once you've lived here a while, you quickly realize this place makes no sense! And even if there are no wars there's still plenty of danger to go around.

No thank you. I'll just stay inside!

"All I want to do is die for science. What's so wrong about that?"

Can Twilight find the answer to science in death? Or will this experiment be her last?

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-I do NOT own the cover art.

This story is a sequel to Jacket

A jacket full of memories and a vaguely familiar feeling within her heart... yet despite these two things pestering her, Delta's been living the past week as best as she can—usually with a quick lay and a stiff drink.

And she's almost forgotten about the stallion that left the jacket at her place and a fond pain in her backside, but after a rough morning and a craving for smokes, she finds something under her bed that brings back memories of him.

The stallion with amber eyes.

Now With Fanfic Reading By Scarlett Blade

Massive thanks to P-Berry and NumberEight for proofreading, and massive thanks to Shinodage for making the cover art for this fic.

This story is based around Shinodage's askblog, Delta Vee's Junkyard. Needless to say, he owns the characters, universe, and so on, I was just given permission to fuck around in it.

I just own the mysterious stallion.

Cats are the most adorable creatures to watch when they play. My cats are the best. Puddie, Katydid, Luau, and Tifa... I love them all. No, I am not a crazy cat lady. You are the crazy cat lady!

So I was asked to sort a few things for my nephews, including some boxes with questionable labels. Thinking nothing of it, I slid some of the empty ones into the living room. Tifa crawled into one of the boxes, and it quickly escalated from there.

Sorry, let me start from the beginning.
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Perhaps I'm not taking a very serious approach because I actually prefer dogs more often than not. But I digress. Cover image put together by Awalex.

Now that I was living in Equestria, it was time to finally buy a new house. I’d settled on the charming little town of Haywards Heath, and found myself a decent house that just needed some work to spruce it up.

Or so I thought.

I might have gotten more than I bargained for.

In the darkness, some pony farted.

If there's something Daring Do hates, it's fancy Hearth's Warming parties.
If there's something Daring Do loves, it's saving the world.

Combine the two, watch how long she lasts.

As seen on EQD.

Originally written as the Secret Santa gift to Razalon The Lizardman.

Edited by Octavia Harmony and Themaskedferret.