Princess Twilight Sparkle may have been hoofed over the reins to Equestria, but that doesn't mean that everypony is perfectly happy with the arrangement, or her approach to rulership. While she's used to pushback from the likes of Neighsay, who are simply set in their ways and clinging to backward ideals, sometimes criticism isn't so easily dismissed.

Prince Blueblood is one such case. His grievances aren't imagined and rooted in bigotry, but infuriatingly reasonable, as he's pointed out a blind spot in her plans for the future. Of course, gracious stallion that he is, he's not just going to complain. He's going to help with that. And with Twilight facing down the knock-on effect of her reputation spreading to other species, she isn't in a position to say no.

But is his advice really the right kind, in this new age?

Written on commission, for Spamotron. If you'd like to commission me yourself, my rules are right here.
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Discord's the only creature in Equestria who can recognize the human for what he is -- not the long-lost Seventh Element that never actually existed and couldn't have existed before the human arrived, but a meta-reality warper, an entity far more powerful than Discord with the power to warp the minds of all around him and the very rules of magic to make sure that he's always the Big Hero. And the role the human's assigned to Discord is the Villain to beat down or kill.

Pre-reform Discord's fine with being the villain. But on his own terms. Not dancing on some alien interloper's puppet strings.

Without friendship, or even allies, Discord's going to have to find a way to defeat a creature who can alter fate itself and who can even mind-control him. Or he may just end up worse than dead.

Art by Tenchi-Outsuno. Progress Bar at my writing journal.

Trigger warnings: Mind control (magically induced love, magically induced friendship, magically induced stupidity, Discord being Discord), noncon/dubcon (magically induced love, other forms of highly dubious consent), rape (female on male), violence/gore (mostly against Discord), literally everything in chapters 19-21, humans not being presented as unilaterally wonderful and superior to ponies and/or draconequui.

Victor had always been enamored with magic. And who could blame him? Haven't we all had fantasies of being able to solve problems with a gesture, or conjure and command the elements with a word?

Well, one day Victor Fremont finally gets his wish. Genuine, real, tangible magic power!

Too bad he never specified what source material that magic should be based on.

Octavia’s been left wanting. The life of an artist in a classical ensemble has reached monotony. Thankfully, there’s somepony in her life that helped her find a change of scenery. He's not a pony, though, and he's her roommate.

Hopefully he finally notices her. It's been a while since she's been home.

Written to Laura Jansen's Use Somebody.

Spotify Audio Reading done by ShadowLegacy13.

Anon and Princess Twilight Sparkle are walking through the Canterlot Gardens, when they pass by Chrysalis' statue. Unbeknownst to Twilight, Anon admits that he wants to see her up close.

Nothing bad could come out of this, right?

Art by Nettlemoth.

Warning: Unfettered random shitposting. I do not regret a damn thing.

Tagged Sex for references to the act.

Spike heard her say it. Twice. "Before I came here and learned the importance of friendship, Shining Armor was the only pony I accepted as a friend."

What did Twilight mean? What did it mean for Spike? And most importantly... what would happen when the baby dragon with hurt feelings finally confronted her about it?

Let us find out.

After a long day of flying, High Winds likes to unwind in the only way she knows best: sleeping on a cloud.

Unfortunately for her, she botched the landing, and now a human named Anon wants to talk to her. She hopes he's not a fan of the Wonderbolts, she's had enough stress in her life for one day. Little does she know, Anon's had the same type of day as her.

It's time to write fics about Wonderbolts that don't have tags on the site.

Pre-reading/editing done by: 6-D Pegasus and DarthBall.

Most ponies do not want to be replaced by a changeling.
Most ponies find that prospect, frankly, rather unnerving.
Most ponies want to be something other than changeling food.
Most ponies who feed changelings willingly, though few, still want a normal life.
Most ponies would rather not spend the rest of their lives suspended in a cocoon.

Most.

Cover art uses atnezau's cocoon vectors, GeneralZoi's creator, and MLP:FiM screencaps.

Featured on 2024 November 4–11, 2024 December 10, and 2025 January 7.

If I tagged the genre wrong, feel free to suggest changes. (As of 2025 Jan 7, I want to add the Mystery tag, but I'm not sure which other genre tag it should replace. Comedy, maybe?)

Status Updates:

• 2024 Nov 4: I'm also unsure whether to continue, so the current status is "incomplete if you want more."
• 2024 Nov 7: Woah! Did not expect this much interest, thank y'all so much! Yeah, I'll continue this. Right now I'm thinking around 4 chapters, but that might change.
• 2025 Jan 7: Now I expect this story to be at least 6 chapters long, probably longer. My current pace is 1 chapter per month, but that may change.

Getting pulled into a land of magical ponies wasn't something she had expected when waking up, especially while having been transformed into a semi-canon character!

Get ready, Equestria! Daybreaker's come to play!

Now with a Chinese translation by kkkirov on fimtale!

There's a lot of Human-to-Nightmare Moon stories out there, and very few Human-to-Daybreaker stories as far as I know. Here's my take on a pegasister who gets transformed into edgy sun horse. Literally. Daybeaker has very sharp regalia.

I did not expect this to be featured. Thank you. (22/09/24)

Cover art by KrapinKaius

This story is a sequel to Records From A Magic Student

As James lay in his hospital bed, guilt starts to settle in Twilight's heart. A feeling that is not just her's to bear as a stack of letters on his nightstand reveals.