Revakheyvkaal is one of the last of dragonkind. The Dovahkiin has been hunting dragons to near-extinction.

There was a Thu'um he was once taught, however; A shout that could tear through space and time itself, opening a portal to unknown, distant lands. He knew that the Dragonborn was hot on his trail, and as the dragon's numbers continued to drop, he knew that he had no choice if he wished to survive.

But, in his haste to leave, he fails to realize the true danger of travelling to someplace previously unknown...

A Skyrim/MLP crossover.
Disclaimer: Skyrim belongs to Bethesda studios and MLP:FiM belongs to Hasbro.

Twilight's relentless study of Pinkie's strange abilities leads to a horrifying revelation.

This site really needs an existential horror tag.

This story is a sequel to Man of Constant Sorrow

Starlight removes an unwanted cutie mark.

Written for the Writer's Training Grounds '15 #2.

While rooting through some older books in the canterlot library, Princess Celestia stumbles across a tome entitled, "Conjure Dremora Lord". Confidant in her spellcasting and taking all the necessary precautions, she decides to experiment with the spell. With this fearsome creature as her new most faithful companion and bodyguard, things begin to change around canterlot rather quickly.

It was long ago, longer than he should have survived. The dark goddess came from the beyond, and she burned his world. She took everything from him. He will not return the favor, as killing those who had no involvement would dishonor the dead he fought for. But the dark goddess, there would be nowhere she could run.

Leaving this as is till I can finish another story, but I couldn't keep this to myself, not after this awesome bit of headcanon slapped me in the face.

Improbably often, ponies arrive on Earth in a fairly private place, with one or two witnesses at most. This time, they came out in the middle of a crowded McDonald's.

I had a toothache and got it into my head to try to write a trollfic. Turns out I don't have the mindset to write a proper trollfic. I got this instead.

Far in the frozen north, a tunnel lies.
It holds no honor.
It holds no treasure.
It holds no kings.

It holds only death, and pain.

Being the Element of Magic isn't all fun and games like most might think. It seems to carry with it an unexpected price or at least that is what Twilight thinks is the cause of her growing issue. She is finding herself as desperate for new magic as someone lost in the desert would be for water and this growing hunger isn't going away. The more new things she learns the worse it gets. She needs help before she completely gives into this hunger and begins to do anything just for new magic.

Recreating spells that are long forgotten is risky, really risky, but Twilight's finally mastered the spell. Excited about her accomplishment, she goes to demonstrate to her friends of said spell. However, she makes an error when Pinkie Pie won't sit still enough and accidentally causes Twilight to make an error.
And now there's a wolf-pony-like-thing, who seems dead set on smoking.

It's one thing to be interrupted when solving a murder case, it's a completely new level of annoyance when you're sucked completely out of your world, but it's a real big problem on your hands when you're right back where you started before Fabletown.
An animal.

And All Bigby wants to do is go back to Fabletown, but until Twilight can revert her spell, Bigby's gotta bite the silver bullet on this one.

In the dark,six voices dwindle. They drift, forgetting life and love and hope, eaten away by time and void.

And then, suddenly, there was colour.