Upon arriving in Equestria, Anon finds that he is unable to fall asleep. Will he be able to seek help among the ponies?

You're busy preparing for a nice night, and a certain blue pegasus comes to see you.

Again.

Just like every day.

She can't take the hint that you aren't her 'bro'...

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This is a light swing at 'Rainbro' stories. Enjoy.

Anonymous and Rainbow Dash were hanging out, until Rainbow asks a strange question. What will happen when Anonymous tells his greatest secret?

A one-shot that I wrote for Anon in Equestria's 700th thread over on /mlp/.

Living in Fillydelphia has taught you a lot about how getting up in the world works. You have to look out for yourself, otherwise everything goes up in flames. But when you see a flyer informing you of a celebration in Canterlot, where the jewels of the kingdom will be on-display for all to see, will you resort to petty theft to collect your fortune?

Of course you will. Because the world can kiss your glorious ass for all you care.

Featuring a musical cover of "Robot Hell" by the author himself. Meaning me. Enjoy the tears of my shame.

Also, first Bender post I see of someone saying something along the lines of "you know what it is" gets the boot. One of my spiked rocker boots from back in high school.

Anon likes his life to be simple. He wakes up, goes to work and sometimes gets himself a good book to read while he is home. It's a routine that he likes to follow, it makes him feel like he has a bit of normality with his life in Equestria. The fact that having Celestia come crashing into his home as part of his routine should prove that his life is anything but normal.

(Thanks to PeerImagination for editing!)

This story is a sequel to How many friends have you made today?!

Things are a lot better for Anon since the events of Ponyville. His store is doing great and he enjoys the company of all his friends. As the days go on, he finds that the problems of the past are quick to haunt him as he is forced to face the one thing that hurt him the most.

This story is a sequel to Equestrian Border Checkpoint

Hi, I’m Anon. I’m the asshole in the booth at the Checkpoint. See, ever since I came to the Equestrian Border Checkpoint of Manehatten, I’ve done two things. Stamp papers, and yell at people. I do both of these things really well. Now, without further ado, get your shit and get out, you’re holding up the line.

Papers Please does NOT belong to me, but there isn’t a tag for it. Sex tag is for references to sex. Also, there’s a shizzle ton of swear words. It get heckin hectic.

Amazing Cover art by LazyHooves
Chapters 1-14: The Human Arc
Chapters 15-28: The War Arc

Anon is a cheap bastard, and hates paying to stay at places. Ergo, when Twilight threatens him with either paying rent or writing weekly friendship letters for room and board, Anon takes the free route. Too bad the free route is filled with frustration, confusion, and autism. Otherwise known as interacting with the local populace of Ponyville at least once a week.

>topkek

TRIGGER WARNINGS: this fic includes racial, homophobic, and equine slurs that are used purely for comedy's sake and are not meant to offend or cause a problem in the community... mostly.

"For some reason I've chosen to write more letters to that stupid Princess. Let me know who you want me to write about for future chapters." –Anonymous

PROFESSIONAL REVIEWS

–Okter

"Thank you for confirming my suspicion that Anon is gay." –Uniame

"So, did they get sexual harassment cutie marks?" –DRaily

"What the fuck anon" –Qaz223

"ANON DID NOTHING WRONG" –nothingtoseehere

"So majestic" –Xzaves

Living life is hard, especially when you're a recently reformed supervillain with no prospects, no money, and nothing but a lot of pent up energy and anger.
So what do you do?
Start a heavy metal band, of course.
The music may be said to split the earth and raise the dead, but it's better than the crap on the radio these days.

Oh, heads up, this is a humanized story.
Also I rule 63'd Discord and Luna in this story because it's more interesting.
If that makes you sperg out, oops.

Starlight and Sunburst are roommates. Shenanigans ensue. Shenanigans with a body count.

Thanks to Tired Old Man, Nova Quill/Firimil, and
Steel Resolve for there edits and suggestions. Especially Nova who may have accidently prompted me when she compared a certain purple unicorn to a certain hat wearing Llama.

Finally, thanks to BobTheDalek for his great work on this piece and just in general.