Am I still me?
In the mirror I can only see the face of the stranger. Whoever I met never saw the real me, all they could see was someone even I didn't know.

Am I still human?
Spreading my wings, I can soar through the sky like a bird, with just one thought I will turn my body into beautiful snow that will never melt. They told me that it was a gift, but I thought different, because each snowflake is my unshed tear.

Am I still alive?
This place is like a dream, but I still can't say if it is a an actual Dream or Nightmare. Unicorns and Pegasi, Magic and actual Divine Monarchs, I'm not sure anymore what is real and what is not.

If this is Hell, then I will break the Chains.
My sorrow is what makes me cry, my longing for home is what makes me shed these tears, I don't know how much longer I will be able to hold myself together.

If this is Heavens, then I will tear the Gates wide open.
Peace and Harmony, are what rules this place, Princess of the Sun and Princess of the Moon are thous who watch over this Kingdom. But this place is not my home, and never will be.

I will find my way Home.
Because, home is where the heart is.

{Currently being Edited by The Snide Sniper.}

I happen to be a huge Starcraft fan. So, when Comic-Con came to town, I just had to go as a zerg—my favorite race—of my own devising. The only thing that I could not make or get in time, were some clawed gloves that go with my outfit. So when I saw the perfect pair, I just had to buy and try them on. So, then I blacked out and found myself in the land of techno-colored ponies. And I discovered that I was not in control of my actions; it was the genocide named Prime Directive that was in control. And so, the zerg spread over half of Equestria before they managed to blast me with the rainbow. I was turned to stone, and I ended up becoming the one in charge. Now I need to convince the ponies that I'm not evil anymore. (My first fic, and a LoHAV. Thanks to all constructive critics that are helping me, or have helped me.)

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We all know the story, human from earth goes to Equestria from buying a mystical prop from a mysterious unnamed salesman to attend Comicon. But what you didn't expect was the prop to be a box of mask making materials and a puppeteer kit. Now with supplies to make more costumes and the super villain name of the 'Puppet Master'. You have to wonder, Just what lessons am I going to teach these Equestrians through my villainous ways.

Inspired by the grand adventures of: Malideus and Dullahan!

We all know how this goes, don't we? Some unlucky schmuck goes to a Halloween party or convention dressed up as someone evil, gets sent to Equestria, and then ends up antagonizing the locals.

Well my story goes a bit differently. My name is Isaac Donohue, and after a night of drunken partying that I STILL can't remember, I wake up in Equestria fifteen hundred years before the events of canon with five seemingly random superpowers:

Angelic Physiology, so I'm frickin gorgeous now. Oxygen Independence, so I don't need to breath. Asexual Reproduction, just call me Mister Mommy why don't you...Bubble Breath, something useless that I rarely use. Power Replication, otherwise known as a game breaker.

So anyways I befriended everyone's favorite draconequus Discord, and we made such beautiful chaos together. Well, it was more of me trying to reform him before he got stoned by the Princesses in an effort to change history for the better. What a waste of time that was, and as a result of this I got petrified as well for being his accomplice. Can you believe that?

Since I'm free, I've decided to settle down and rule a kingdom of my own. I'm sure there are enough tyrants in the world that need to be overthrown despite Sunbutt's best efforts. But if there aren't any, I'm pretty sure I can steal the Crystal Empire from Sombra before Shining Armor and Cadence do.

The only problem is, THE LAW WON'T STOP CHASING ME!

A LoHAV story that I'm writing as I go on.

ANNOUNCEMENT 6/4/2017: I'm sorry, but this story is cancelled. This has been a long time coming. As I've progressed as a writer I look back on this story with increasing amounts of disgust. Still, I know people enjoy it for some reason which is why I'm leaving it up for posterity's sake. Maybe I'll completely rewrite it from the ground up in the future, but that time is not now.

Author Note: This is something new I wanted to try. Contains 10% human, 90% ponies, and 100% fun-filled, cuddlelicious goodness. Not suitable for those allergic to cuddles. Please consult your physician before reading.

A young university student suddenly finds himself thrown from his homework studies into a land filled with more colour than Gears Of War, talking ponies with ridiculously huge eyes, and topped with so many cuddles that it makes Care Bears look like Michael Myers.

And for some reason, all of them come to the conclusion that he must be smothered in cookies and cream-delicious cuddles.

For some, it's heaven; for Jamie, it's his own little plane of hell that makes even Satan feel torment.

Inspired by Forced Pony Cuddles

Yay! Thank you guys so much for getting this fic in the featured box! You all deserve huge amounts of cuddles. And you're gonna enjoy it!

A woman has turned into a weeping angel. How will she cope? Everypony thinks she is an ugly statue! She cannot speak, and cannot move when anyone is watching her. How will she interact with anypony?

This story is about her coping with her changes and making new friends with pony royalty. Watch as her life is turned upside-down in more ways than one.

(This story is set in the past, when Celestia and Luna are kids.)

Thanks to:

sketchboy for writing majority of this wonderful story! Check him out!

DiscordedWhovian for the awesome coverart, you rock!

Stories have been written, time and time again of heroes and villains. Though in the end the hero usually triumphs, the tale of the villain is many times more important. My name is Reaper, I am public enemy number one to the country of Equestria, this is my story; of how I got here, and of my revenge.

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A very special thanks to Blue Spark, for the fantastic cover art that he took the time to draw for me.

I am formally known as the Mad Hatter, but my friends call me Hatter. I don't think I can call myself human anymore after what those shadow hands did to me, but I just roll with it. I'd rather have fun and be carefree than let a little dimensional traveling affect me.
Let us just see how these ponies like my madness...and hats, I hope they like my hat.

Crossover with Don't Starve, but you don't need to know much about the game.
My first published story, with inspiration from the stories of LoHAV

Greetings weary traveler/bored reader. Let me regale you with my tale. The tale of a mere mortal, with nothing particularly special to his name, brought to a magical land of dragons, minotaurs, griffins, and of course ponies. But he came as no mere human. He came as the epic warrior, the manliest of swordsmen, that most dashing of multiverse travelers, the mighty Gilgamesh! What adventures will this powerful and magnificent warrior find in his travels? HELL IF I KNOW! LET'S STRAP IN AND SEE WHERE THIS GOES!

Looking for cover art if anyone's interested.

Crossovers with:
The life and times of Xante, Baron of the Frozen Wastelands, First among Liches, Lord of the Dead, and Fabulous Rainbow Magic User

Golden Graces, Headless Headaches

I Will Hunt You Down

A Thousand Tortured Souls Scream My Name

Gravity of the Situation

Land of Friendship and Magic

And Then There Were 10… Er… 67

Son of Invention

Ten Against One

Time Ticks On

Let's Just Say That Umbra Really Needs to Put a Lock On His Diary

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May 25, 2014: I GOT FEATURED! HOLY CRAP THANK YOU SO MUCH!

This story is a sequel to Headless, not Heartless

Okay, taking it from the top.
Hi, I'm Auric Fulcrum, also known as Frank DeFontaine. For about 1,500 years, I wasn't alive. I instead inhabited my Dullahan costume as a spirit because of my sword, which also brought me to Equestria. Once I got here, after a few years of back and forth, Sunbutt imprisoned me because of a minor misunderstanding.
I heard that!
You were meant to!
Anyways, once I got out, I learned that the Wise One was coming to this reality, so I did what came natural to me.
I sought out the power of the Golden Sun and used it to defeat him so utterly I would never have to worry about him again.
Problem was, the energies that bound me together and the power of the Sun conflicted, so my armor fell apart. And without the armor, I was unbound, unfocused.
I came to a week later in the same basement I had been imprisoned, in my old body, but with a few...upgrades. Like Alchemy being a Thing I can Do.
Now that I'm alive again, my to-do list is radically different, but no less daunting.
For starters, how am I supposed to stop a mountain from sinking into the earth?!