There are many rules to a good horror film. Most ponies learn them with time and experience.

Twilight never did. Now, trapped in a desolate inn at the end of a long driveway, far from help, she will learn of them. Or, at least, one of them. The one Rarity, her only surviving friend, insists is keeping Twilight alive.

To everyponies misfortune, Twilight has questions, and fleeing in terror like she should will not get her the answers.

It’s going to be a bad night for the killer.

Edited by the Illustrious and Maleficent Crowscrowcrow...crow...crow...crow

Cover image made by vanillaghosties.

Roseluck's been having a lot of trouble sleeping lately. Everytime she's about to fall asleep, an overwhelming sense of loneliness swoops in and snatches it away.

The fact that she's looking after a creature from the stars doesn't help.

With nothing better to do, Rose heads out to her greenhouse for a little late-night gardening, hoping that a little time with her beloved flowers will help her fall asleep. As she works in the greenhouse, she sees her unusual houseguest is also having trouble sleeping. That, and he's holding a noose...

Special thanks to TheMarvelousMrM for proofreading and editing. I couldn't have done it without him!

Another special thanks to the Finnish indie band Poets of the Fall for the two songs that inspired this fic. Look 'em up, why don't 'ya?

Derpy resolves to better focus on her mailmare duties after her latest performance review.

There exists in any given location either an inn or bar where the locals meet at the end of a long work day and trade drinks and stories. By the ancient laws of happenstance, the same must be true for areas where the permanent population is exactly one. Now, most would assume it would default to those creatures preferred drinking area in their own house. These people have never been to the only truly lonely place in Equestria. On the border of the unending sea and the badlands there sits an Inn, with a strange bartender. If one comes seeking riches or fame, he will gladly kick you out, stating the only riches here are booze and misery. But if you come for a strong drink and an ear to listen to your problems, then you have found your home.

Rocking the featured box again. Can I get a hoorah? 2/12/19 for those curious.

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.

Anon decides, despite every bit of logical sense, to boop an angelic pony after exploiting her for chores. This could only end well.

After all, boredom is overrated, and the temptation to boop a cute angel pony is too great! Who cares if you could potentially be smited by pony-God, right?

Now if only you weren't literally being sized up by God himself... And said angel is trying to convince him why you should marry.

What.

Art stolen by Badumsquish. Give their adorable art some love~
Also obviously the angel pony is theirs, lmao, hope they enjoy the story

Oh hey, in featured on release day again!

Here's me quietly shilling my Ko-fi, shhh.

Part of the Wibblyverse Continuity.
Part eleven of Doctor Whooves: Friendship is Wibbly Series 1
Previous Story: The Legion of Bronze
Next Story: Ruler of Everything

Sweetie Belle is the last Crusader without a mark. Feeling abandoned and lonely, she asks the Doctor to take her to the Crystal Empire, where her parents are vacationing. However, a glitch in the TARDIS means they arrive a little early; specifically, right at the end of Sombra's reign. However, there may be more to this empire than meets the eye. The king is a puppet, and the walls themselves are full of negative energy. The travelers find themselves in a fight for their very minds against the empire itself.

Violence tag for armed guards, references to torture, and open rebellion.
Also warning for mind control, detailed descriptions of despair, unsettling metaphors, and taking a chisel to the fourth wall once or twice.

In another Equestria, order is maintained by a select group of skilled spellslingers operating under the endorsement of the crown. The ponies call them Lawmares, and they are a dying breed.

Twilight Sparkle is one such Lawmare, considered by her Princess and her peers as the finest spellslinger in generations. Her abilities will be put to the test soon, however, as a dark force is growing in the North, and not even the Lawmares may be able to keep the chaos at bay.

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My loving tribute to Westerns and Stephen King's 'Dark Tower' cycle.

THE TALE TAKES TIME, BUT THE TALE SHALL BE TOLD.

Life for the Great and Powerful Trixie may not be the wealthiest or most dignified one, but it's the lifestyle she chose, and everypony seems to love her for it.

Well, almost everypony. High up in the white marbled walls of Canterlot, a storm of intrigue and political upheaval is stirring with the recent return of Princess Luna, and the boastful and flashy magician is about to be paid a disapproving visit by the one antagonist who can and will threaten to sever all links and ties to her life and place in Manehattan, and just may be the Elements of Harmony's most powerful adversary yet.

Her mother.

Story set in the Manehattanverse

The Best Young Fliers competition is coming up, a contest for the best of the best pegasi around to strut their stuff. Hundreds of ponies, even-non pegasi, come just to watch the awe inspiring feats of aerial acrobatics in the Cloudsdale arena.
Only the top pegasi with unparalleled skill dare to throw their horseshoe into the ring, so one would never expect average confidence, average flier, and somewhat absentminded junior weather cadet Blossomforth from Manehattan to be in the running. But after an unexpected meeting with an old schoolmate, and a wrong turn while engrossed with catching up, the flower loving pegasus now finds herself as number 13 in what is perhaps the biggest airshow next to a Wonderbolts derby.

Can she and her partner muddle through this without either of them going to pieces? Or will stage fright and humiliation claim another victim for a front page scandal in the Cloudsdale Quarterly?

Story set in the Manehattanverse
Cover art by punzil504