This story is a sequel to Sanctuary: An Interview of a Changeling

Following the events of Sanctuary, the stallion, Dr. Lovejoy, is looking for a place to hide. He runs into a place of Starlight's village, a seemingly happy utopia where everypony is equal.

But for the retired stallion, he considers this place as the perfect playground to spend his last days.

A special thank you to AlaskanBabe for proofreading this.

Music for this fic used in chronological order:
-Moonlight Sonata by Beethoven
-Air on the G String by Bach
-Symphonie Concertante, K 364; 1st Movement by Mozart
-1st Symphony, 3rd Movement by Mahler
-Rêverie by Debussy
-Gelido in ogni vena by Vivaldi
-Goldberg Variations, Aria by Bach
-Piano Concerto No 2, 2nd Movement by Rachmaninov
-Swan Like (arrange for solo piano) by Tchaikovsky
-String Quartet in B-flat major, Cavatina by Beethoven
-Amato ben, tu sei la mia speranza by Vivaldi
-Concerto for two cellos & strings in G minor, 2nd Movement by Vivaldi
-Träumerei, Op. 15 No. 7 by Schumann
-Sonata for Violin and Piano in B Flat Major by Mozart
-Sheep May Safely Graze by Bach
-Nocturne 21 in C Minor by Chopin

An alicorn who wishes to repair a friendship in any way possible finds herself aboard Equestria's largest space station. Her goal is to keep things friendly with her old friend, to avoid relapsing into the past and ending up alone. As Twilight attempts to fix the fence, the station becomes contaminated.

There is an Organism...big, relentless, aggressive, and extremely deadly that arrives on the once friendly station, causing chaos and turning the friendly atmosphere into a war zone. Twilight, who has no experience in mechanics or maintenance, has to fix the station.

Watch Twilight as the hunt begins, as ponies turn on one another, and as a friendship slowly begins to crumble. Could you tell me how long it would take you to...sign out?

( Photo created by Pork984)

This story is a sequel to She Knows How To Treat A Lady

Ten months after Trixie moved to Ponyville, she starts to disappear from time to time, which catches Twilight and Fluttershy's attention and try to figure out what is their friend up to, all while Rarity wonders if Trixie still loves her or not. Rarixie and Twishy!

Cover can be found here!

Her dA page.

This story is a sequel to My Lady, My Love, My Life

Three years had passed since Rarity and Trixie marriage got married and their lives couldn't be any happier. Right? Rarity is ready to take the biggest step, will Trixie agree?

The events of Please, Don't Go happens an year before. You may read that One-Shot if you haven't already but it's not necessary to understand this fic.

The cover can be found here.

A year has passed since the events of "Magic Duel" and Trixie's career isn't going very well. She decides to swallow her pride and return to the place where she was first humiliated: Ponyville. Rarity, known for her generosity, decides to let her stay in her boutique. They don't get along at first, but after some time, Trixie starts to feel something she never has before.

This fic isn't part of the Magic of Love Trilogy.

Inspired by YourBronyGod's fic, The Great And The Generous.

Sequel is up!

Original pic belongs to SuperFluttershy100

When your life is as dull a gray as the world that surrounds you, the mundanities can make it all seem meaningless. Sometimes all we need is a little color -- or six -- to reintroduce us to what truly makes life worth living.

*6-16-2017 Edit, added Rainbow Dash tag because it triggered knighty.*

20-year-old Ryan Burbank is living with his girlfriend in their woodland home when he is struck by a mysterious infection seemingly out of nowhere. To everyone's horror, his sickness spreads quickly throughout his body, shutting him down one piece at a time. The doctors are at a loss of what to do about this new form of bacteria. Ryan and his loved ones choose to keep fighting until either a cure can be discovered...or the pain becomes too much.
At the height of his suffering, he discovers a happy little show while watching television in his hospital room. The bright colors and happy attitudes of the cartoon equines provide him with a much-needed escape from the daily pain of being killed from the inside.
Eventually, the pain becomes too much and he decides it would be better to go out surrounded by his family, in the embrace of those who kept him company throughout his short life. Just as he starts to fade, his eyes wander to the screen of the hospital room television and the cartoon ponies who adorn it. Something strange begins to occur...almost like the screen is pulling him in. Tunnel vision, maybe?
No, that can't be it...why can he hear his name being called by a very familiar voice? And why is she...crying? Who is this crying, familiar voice and why does she seem to know him?

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SPOILERS IN THE COMMENTS

Rated "Teen" for language and the "Sex" tag is for all of the sexual humor and suggestive situations. If I decide to up the suggestive stuff in the future, I'll change the tags and rating to fit that change.

Cover by enamis.

Taking a short cut across the beach was a bad idea during hurricane season. One arrived without warning, and Gray spotted a sturdy looking shed, he sprinted towards it for cover. But then a powerful wind swept him up...

....Princess Celestia looked out the window from her throne at the heavy storm. She went back to her paperwork, which was blown from the table by an unseen wind. There was a flash and a silhouette flew through the air, rolling to a stop at the bottom of her dais...

Okay, so this one isn't my idea. I am being give them, and am fleshing them out. This one, for once, will be proof read/edited by KnightFlower. Mainly because he's the one given me the ideas and he asked me to write it for him. Didn't think I was that good at writing! If you want to add this to a group, can you please ask me first? Thank you.

No, that does not mean I'll be doing other requests, at the moment. Dark tag added for some small bits.