This story is a sequel to Twilight Sparkle's Addiction

Ever since the awkward incident with Twilight and Anon, Celestia has had an interest in Anons "sritches and pets" as he says.

Today is the day she finally tries them. She just hopes that they really are as good as Twilight has been hyping them up to be.

(Not sure who the artist is. If anyone informs me I'll credit them.)

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Princess Celestia has become quite worried about her dear friend when she has started acting unlike herself. She has a hunch that the newest resident of Ponyville is to blame.

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There is a Russian translation about this story, Celestia's story and Luna's story on FicBook, PonyFiction and Tabun.

Anon feels like there's no need to get up today. He's been feeling a lot of things actually, and that's why he has been spending most of his time in the library lately.

But today he won't be able to stay put, because at the incredibly important festival they've set up a mystical tent, that even magic itself compels him to visit.

I used to be so so Joyful, once upon a time. Then the sky started falling, and the people started dying, and I wept. I wept as all I knew had died around me, and I was left alone. I wandered for a time, before finding sanctuary. An abyss. An endless black abyss. I let myself fall into the darkness, let myself be swallowed by it.

When I finally emerged from that darkness, I found myself in a new world...full of life...and I tried so very hard to fit in. I tried to ignore the hurtful words, the screams at my approach. I tried to ignore the attacks flung at me, the fire, the stones. I tried to use reason...but they saw a monster, and only a monster. At first I saw no positives, until I examined further. The species, once divided, united at my approach. My purpose in this world was made clear...I was not to find comfort, I was merely a tool. A rallying cry, 'protect your children, for the monster of rust has come!'.

I am Evil, and that is okay.

Alric, the Chosen Undead, had spent eons in the broken time of his world studying the Curse and searching for a cure. In his research, he learned the horrifying truth. Gwyn had cast the curse upon mankind when he linked the flame to perpetuate the Age of Fire, fearing the natural cycle and the rise of the Dark. In doing so, he damned the world to a slow and agonizing apocalypse, merely for his own lust for power and inability to allow the cycle to happen as it should.

Thus Alric made it his purpose to undo the curse and restore the natural cycle of light and dark to undo the damage Gwyn had wrought. But in the final moment, while he was on the verge of accomplishing his goal, he stumbled into a trap laid upon the First Fire by Gwyn to prevent what the Lord of Cinder had set into motion from ever being undone.

Alric was cast through time and space to a universe not his own. Landing in the Frozen North over one thousand years before the rise of Twilight Sparkle and her friends.

Can he find his way back to fulfill his purpose before it's too late? Or will he succumb to hopelessness and go hollow upon realizing there is no way back?

And what of the two adorable fillies he found within the frozen ruins of a village destroyed by windigos, and saved from freezing to death? What shall become of them?

This story is a sequel to It's 'Cause You're Always on that Darn Phone

Things have been going well between you and Pipp. Your relationship is healthy, your friends are all supportive, and you even got the approval of her mother, Queen Haven. Now, the two of you are enjoying a leisurely visit to Zephyr Heights together, finally getting to spend some quiet time away from work.

Surely it couldn't hurt to indulge in a little bit of brushing and pampering, right?

Anon thought he had it made, that his years of looking after and helping Celestia with her day-to-day affairs on the throne were over - unfortunately for him, he was only partially correct. With nothing but time on her hands, and a burning desire to make herself useful, his oversized and overpowered Princess drags him along to pursue more pedestrian professions...

Kinks Include: No kinks - well, there's a bit of unintended and awkward spiciness, but that hardly counts

Artwork by AnonTheAnon (Twitter @RealAnonTheAnon)

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Luna has been more tired than usual. Celestia is worried about her wellbeing, so she asks Anon for his help, not only because she's been extremely busy with her royal duties, but also he's dating Luna, so it makes the most sense for him to help. What Anon discovers makes him wonder if pigs do really fly.

They don't, but hey, could you really blame him for asking?

Tagged Sex for references to the act. Also majority of the fic was written in three hours.

Cover art by magnaluna.

Opaline Arcana has sowed dissent and anger across Equestria. With the nation divided, Princess Twilight Sparkle and her friends are struggling to contain the ambitious alicorn. If something isn't done soon, Twilight will have no choice but to store Equestria's magic into the Unity Crystals, putting all of ponykind at risk.

Before that, though, Twilight has an idea. There's a prisoner locked away in Tartarus that was forgotten by history. He might be just what they need to stop Opaline. However, letting him loose could spell disaster for Equestria.

It's a risk she has to take.

Anon was holding Princess Celestia's forehooves.

He doesn't know if she liked it.

She did. A little more than Anon thought.

Dedicated to the horse homies, NorrisThePony (you're welcome) and Odd_Sarge (who will most likely ask me why I'm SMIRKAING again).

Art by blackkaries (linked in source).

Now with an audio reading done by The Mystery Fluttershy Fan!