"My name is Lyra Heartstrings, and you will not remember me. You won't even remember this conversation. Just like with everypony else I've ever met, everything I do or say will be forgotten. Every letter I've written will appear blank; every piece of evidence I've left behind will end up missing. I'm stuck here in Ponyville because of the same curse that has made me so forgettable. Still, that doesn't stop me from doing the one thing that I love: making music. If my melodies find their way into your heart, then there is still hope for me. If I can't prove that I exist, I can at least prove that my love for each and every one of you exists. Please, listen to my story, my symphony, for it is me."

Cover pic by Spotlight: askspotlight.tumblr.com

Maudie Pie can't get over her younger sister's colorless coltfriend. Even more worrisome is this isn't the first divide between herself and stoic little Pinkamena.

Is Maudie out of touch? Or is her flighty anxiety just acting up again? The best advice would come from a theoretical pony who thinks like Mena but acts like Maudie.

Good thing some sisterly bonds can hop between realities.

This is an entry in the Snippet Series, an anthology of old oneshots that I (and my good buddy Str8aura) wrote based around interesting pics I found. New ones will be posted every other Thursday for the foreseeable future.

To assist her in her duties, Princess Celestia has the ancient bloodline of Inkwells; a role passed down through their family through generations, from mother to daughter, father to son.

And Princess Luna?

Luna has Sunset Shimmer.

Written for the Choices - Species Change Contest.

Special thanks to my lovely beta readers Sadie, Chloe, and Josie for helping me proofread this and beating my inner critic back with a stick. <3

Sometimes Dad can be gone for a while when he goes on one of his research trips. But sometimes he brings back something special. Today he brings back a strange statue of a pegasus frozen in fright.

Written for the 2022 May Pairings Contest.

Pinkie Pie finds a mysterious box, which summons a mysterious entity when the button on top is pressed...

That's right. It's a Meeseeks Box. From Rick and Morty. I've had this sitting around in my files and decided to toss it up onto the Internet for the approval (or disdain) of the masses. Woe

Rated Teen for violence between aliens, alien blood, swearing, alcohol use, general unpleasant/insulting language (Rick Sanchez being himself basically), and references to sex.

Made it to the featured box as of 06 April 2022?? Wow! Thank you for enabling my nonsense. This was posted to AO3 as well, if anyone wants to drop a kudos there, here's a link.

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Rainbow Dash didn’t know she’d be on the precipice of the biggest change in her life when she nonchalantly agreed to help Pinkie Pie. Throw a party, make a lot of foals happy, go home. That was the plan.

So…why does she keep going back? Why does home…feel so empty?

Unable to shake the one foal that refuses to leave her head, Rainbow Dash is ready to jump into the greatest change—and greatest challenge—of her life.

And that, my friends, is only the beginning.

Chinese translation by luhcow:
无光，无声 Unseen, Unheard - FimTale
https://fimtale.com/t/34089

Everything happens for a reason, even if you don't know what that reason really is. After some untold period of time, Cozy Glow awakens and finds herself freed from her imprisonment. Unsure of where she is, how long she's been gone, or how she escaped, there's one question that haunts her and demands an answer - why was she released...

Artwork by Rhorse

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Someone realizes that the dastardly trio would have more use doing a bit of community service, as opposed to having the three act as a pigeon roost for all eternity...

Kinks Include: A Fate Worse than Death

Artwork by CBTwi (Twitter @ColdBloodedTwi)

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Trixie's line of work is dangerous. But she's a careful showpony, and that's why she's only died a few dozen times in her career.

She thinks this is normal.

I've spent the majority of my life tilling the desolate land in which I live. Every day, I wake up to move useless rocks from one location to another. This is an archaic line of work that my family has clung to for generations. It is a dull, grey existence.

Today, I have woken up in a strange room, lying in a bed that isn't mine. I'm surrounded by five mares whom I've never seen in my life. They claim to be my friends, and expect me to bring joy to the hearts of everypony.

Joy? I don't think I've ever experienced this for myself, so how am I supposed to thrust it upon others?

My name is Pinkamena Diane Pie, and I'm not sure what to make of this situation.