It was a normal day in Equestria, until it wasn't.

Princess Twilight Sparkle is about to discover what happens when corporate focus groups dictate the direction of a franchise. The future is here, Boomer, and it is made of yeet.

Rated N for Noice Not Very Cash Money. Contains no G5 spoilers! Like, I didn't even get their names right! Cover art by LilPinkGhost!

"Have you ever wanted to read comedy that will make your soul crumble to dust in the BEST way possible? Do you want to witness a story on FimFiction actually use 'yeet' in it? Well, if you've been mercilessly crammed into the goat cages in my basement and are weeping for the sweet release of something more merciful than death, this is the story for you!" - Ice Star

This story is a sequel to Oversaturation

When Ditzy Doo woke up, it seemed like it would be a typical morning, apart from the world coming apart at the seams. Then a massive magical shockwave swept through the universe, shoved her out of it, and sent her careening through alternate timelines.

Most of those timelines are populated by tiny horses.

It's going to be an interesting day.

Rated Teen for implicit unpleasantness and a bit of raunchier humor than my usual. Also, there will be spoilers for the previous story.

Diamond Tiara always knew that someday she'd be invited to dine with the Princess at the Royal Palace. She didn't think it would happen like this.

But she's going to sit there and be polite and smile and not be bothered by all the ways this is all wrong. Because that's what good fillies do, and Diamond Tiara is a good filly now.

Right?

Cover art by iisaw.
Preread by SIGAWESOME.

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This story is a sequel to Luna's Daughters

(Can be read without first reading the prequel.)

Centuries ago, in the years after Nightmare Moon's banishment, Luna and Celestia's descendants helped Celestia build the new nation.

Luna's great-granddaughter, Gale Glider, forged the Royal Equestrian Coast Guard, imbuing it with traditions of valor, sacrifice, and bravery. Her final words remain their sacred oath:

Preread by Sledge115 and RDT, thank you!

Cover art found on Google without any attribution, alas.

Author's notes blog, containing spoilers.

In the community around the rock farm, it is tradition, upon coming of age, to venture out into the world and see if it holds more interest than home. Cloudy Quartz’s journey took longer than most.

Thanks to Themaskedferret and Present Perfect for pre-reading help. Cover art by shilzumi.

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Read the side story Fulcrum by Orbiting Kettle!

The assignment Miss Cheerilee gave the class should have been simple. But it got Sweetie Belle thinking about her Hearth’s Warming present for Rarity.

It’s complicated. Maybe Twilight can help.

My 2019 Jinglemas exchange story, written for wishcometrue. Thanks to ROBCakeran53 for pre-reading.

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On the last day of school before summer vacation, Cheerilee informs her students that she's going to pursue her doctorate in Fillydelphia, and won't be returning as their teacher in the fall. Her friends and students alike spend her last night in Ponyville bidding farewell and showing their appreciation for her, each in their own unique way.

But one student, in particular, has a hard time coping.

Originally written for the Writeoff Association's July 2016 prompt* and published under the title Bonitatem Doce Me, this story has been revised, rewritten, and expanded from its previous version. Featured on EqD on 8/9/16. Also featured in the Royale Canteloupe Liberty.

*which it won!

I like to think of the Company as an island of order and sanity in a sea of chaos, selfishness and irrationality. My fellow soldiers tell me I'm a damn foal, and an idealist, and I white-wash the mercenaries of the Black Company in ways that doesn't serve either the Company or them. But I've been given the role of Annalist, in the absence of anyone better-suited and properly lettered, so until they take the Annals away from me, I'm going to write them as I see fit. The Company has been my home since it forcefully recruited me from my unending apprenticeship, and I've seen more interesting medicine in the years since then than a hundred apothecaries, a dozen chirurgeons, or three other doctors with, pfft, "degrees". Most of it screaming for its mama and bleeding out on my surgery table.

They call me Sawbones, and this is the story of the last of the Black Companies.

The League of Sweetie Belles was founded by a handful of Sweeties who decided they liked hanging out with each other. What started as a simple club for like-minded white unicorn mares turned into a complex organization with a lot of responsibility. One particular team of Sweetie Belle explorers have taken it upon themselves to explore the multiverse, delving into the lands of ponyfics and beyond.

(If you're not reading from the beginning and just want to look into one chapter relating to a particular story, the SUPPLEMENTAL MATERIAL: The Sweetie Personnel Files blog is your friend. Refer to it whenever you feel you lack context. But don't read the entire thing; use it to look up names.)

(Part of the Songs of the Spheres continuity, but you don't have to read that to understand this. This fic can never never be complete due to its episodic and open nature, and it may never update again—but who knows? As with all SotS stories, there's a Discord server)

Warnings are there since certain fics will require them when they are included. You won't get sex, death, or gore everywhere. You are likely to get violence and some profanity in many chapters.

-GM, master of Chronicles.