My name was Sparkler. I was a pony with dreams and goals and ambitions. What am I now? A pebble rattles at the other end of the alley and my head jerks upright. Nothing visible. But then they never are, are they? Not until it’s too late.

This was written as part of the third Quills and Sofas Extended Universe contest, wherein we write sequels to each others stories. This is technically a sequel to a story titled The Hunt by Otter, but it's unpublished and honestly you don't need to read the prequel to enjoy this story. It's also something of a spiritual sequel or AU to this old story of mine, My Little Sister. It's definitely not the path I'd want Sparkler and Dinky's lives to take, but this is definitely my versions of those characters in a dark AU.

This story would be best read after completing Chaotic Visage, but not required; everything should more or less make sense by the end of the story without any prior reading.

Ironhide lived a long life before his final post. He drove back the Griffon hordes at the Whitespine peaks, and helped hold the keep of Black Scale for a thousand days under constant siege.

From campaign to campaign he'd flown, wreathing himself in a cloak of fire and legend. All he has left is one little post. Guard duty, it almost seemed beneath him

Then a God greeted him at the gates.

(I intend to upload daily until this is finished).

Glitterwing, one of the last of her kind. As far as anypony is concerned she still roams the world seeking purpose. A call to action from Princess Luna brings her back to familiar haunts, there's just one place she needs to stop at along the way...

Meanwhile, Princess Luna herself is working desperately to save those she can, a bold new project on the horizon... if only everyone was as keen to see it's success as she herself was.

Crossover tag is for elements from older MLP generations.

This was written for the Sci-Fi Contest II.

Is finished, new chapters will be rapidly published till the contest deadline.

The kirins are a quiet folk. They tread lightly in their place among the stars, so lightly that they may well be silent, but they're there. Some consider their presence in the cosmic game a blessing. To others, an annoyance at most. What is certain is that they are peacemakers to all.

Searing Cold is a different kind of kirin, but he is still a peacemaker.

Even for a war machine on the run.

Thank you to NorrisThePony, for everything; and Shanaar, for creating Searing Cold.

Spotlighted on Equestria Daily.
Cover art by JedaySkayVoker.

Everyone always tells Twilight that the ones who love us never truly leave us.

But that's a lie. It's always been a lie.

Things that live must also die. It's simply the cycle of life, and that cycle doesn't care about love or the pain it causes.

Until one day, that cycle is broken by a forgotten figure from her past: a little tortoise who's not so little anymore.

This story is, first and foremost, a gift for the incomparable Mushroom, who clearly must be some sort of undiscovered species of fungus dog since we definitely don't deserve her. I have it on good authority that this story gave her Many Feelings, and I hope it gives them to you, too. :)

This also won first place in the of the Quills and Sofas Speedwriting '2021 Gift Fic Exchange' contest portion, which is neat.

Cover art commissioned from the lovely Shaslan!

Golden Remedy, a young field medic with Canterlot's Rescue Division, is sent on her first assignment to the small town of Sunny Springs. Remy's first mission goes horribly wrong upon entering an abandoned plantation deep within the Sunny Springs Forest. Within she finds things that were never meant to be. She heard stories of monsters as a filly, but never thought they were real.

Thanks TotallyNotCelly for proof reading all my works! You the best!

This story is a sequel to Mistakes We Make

The mirror showed a reflection, sure, but it was almost like looking at… a stranger.

Applejack struggles with an identity issue and finds solace in someone close. Although, things don't go quite as expected when the truth is revealed. Everything is fine, though. It has to be. Does it really count as lying if it’s to yourself?

Part of my Transverse AU!

Written as part of Quill’s and Sofas Speedwriting’s T is for Trans contest! Thanks to everyone who read the original version of this and left awesome comments on it. Here they are: applezombi, themoontonite, Undome Tinwe, The Red Parade, Silvermint, Bicyclette, wishcometrue, The Hat Man, Vis-A-Viscera, and Atom Smash.

Consider donating to Point of Pride (A charity for Trans People!)

Cheerilee dwells alone in sterile white rooms. The disembodied voice that calls itself the Chancellor tells her she has an important task - a duty to her students. Come what may, Cheerilee is a teacher. She will do what she must.

Second place winner in the Quills and Sofas 'Cheerilee' character contest.

Nurse Redheart just wants to see a nice sunrise after her long overnight. A new member of the staff unknowingly releases the flood gates of medical Tartarus when he mutters the wrong word.

I would like to thank Bean, GayforGadot, Shirlendra, RDT, Techno Blaze, Mykola, Ranoutofideas, Sledge and SmokeyisClassy for proofreading, comments and general awesomeness.

Further thanks to Punished Bean for creating this awesome cover! Thanks buddy.

You've been dormant for a long while, but finally, your time has come. Your Archqueen has awakened you and tasked you with establishing a new hive, your hive.

As a newly spawned changeling Queen, it is your duty to care for your hive and protect it from hostiles changelings, pony guards, and starvation.

Will you be subtle or hunt for love? Will you find allies among other changelings hives and ponies or conquer them all?

Author's Note:

This is a comment driven story set before the changeling invasion of Canterlot.
Cover art from Jeatz-Axl.
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