In a quiet corner of a nondescript pocket dimension, somewhere adjacent (and slightly to the left) of an unfathomable writhing tempest of antimatter, between an Ikea and the caged spirit of Asmodeus, exists a draconequus. He has thoughts he needs to put down onto paper, some strongly worded thoughts for an irksome purple princess.

Cover art courtesy of JeweLLier on VK.

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Reading by Skijarama.
Reading by Pony&Wolf Productions.

Russian Translation by oranzinispegasas.

Twilight has had a very eventful week: Fighting Tirek, getting her home blown up, defeating Tirek, and getting a nifty replacement home would already be pretty exciting on its own. But now she has been summoned to Canterlot by Celestia, who has some big news to tell her.

After long consideration and no small amount of pestering from Luna, Celestia is about to grant Twilight access to the files of the Equestrian Secret Service so that she and her friends can be better prepared for future threats to come.

What will Twilight learn in the depths of the archive? Surely nothing that could shake the very foundation of the friendships she so painstakingly built in her new home ...

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Written as an entry for BWG's 'New Blood' Contest. I would greatly appreciate some feedback from any of the judges.

If any of you would be interested in an epilogue, where I unveil some of the secrets or thoughts behind them, let me know in the comments.

Twilight Sparkle is a curious mare, always studying, always learning. As she gets older it is only natural that she becomes interested in sex and sexuality. To help her study the subject of pet play she approaches the wisest mare she knows, and one she trusts as much as she trusts her own family.

Princess Celestia

A note: The story was tagged as it is, after consulting with story approvers. There is no actual sexual contact in this story. Re-tagged with the new Fetish tag.

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Things are hard in Ponyville for Fluttershy and Discord; mainly because of Discord. But when magic starts to go on the fritz and eventually starts failing altogether, it's up to the main six and the Draconequus to find out what's causing it and, more importantly, how to fix it.

This would be a lot easier if anypony trusted the King of Chaos to begin with, but with bigger problems on the horizon, some things will have to wait to be dealt with. Like trust. Or loyalty. Or friendship.

Of course, sometimes what we think isn't important to deal with right now, is exactly what's needed to prevent things from getting far, far worse.

For Discord, causing chaos is not a hobby or even his job. It is what he does. So when Tirek offered him an excuse to cut loose from harmony and friendship, only to be rebuffed, Discord went against his very nature. For a spirit like him, this is similar to willingly poisoning himself.

While Rainbow Dash helps Rarity with a gem-surveying mission, they discuss an interesting hypothetical proposed by their mutual friend, Twilight.

More character study fun. Thanks to squipy-cheetah for the cover art, which you can find at ID 2111661 on derpibooru.

An army marches upon Canterlot with a single intent.

Kill the Princesses.

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Life ends with a specific type of finality. Nothing is flashy or stylish. It's real. Discord wishes it to happen, and he is willing to destroy his beliefs to answer fate's call.

It is Equestrian tradition that, when a pony comes of a certain age, they are given a magic timer that counts down the days until they're destined to meet their soulmate. Rarity was very excited the day she got hers.

She just hadn't expected it would be counting up.

Short ficlet based on a prompt I got on my Tumblr blog. Original prompt was to write a drabble set in a universe where "timers are set on the wrist of every person once they are a certain age, slowly counting down until the day they meet their soulmate".

Cover art by Maximasmac !

Now with Russian translation!

When Rarity wakes up, her bedroom is big. How big? Well, how big can a bedroom be? Bigger than you'd expect.

This was written for Seer as part of a fic exchange, with the prompt being: "Rarity, horror."

Many thanks to The Red Parade for help editing! Cover art is by RayneTheSkunk.