Celestia wants Muffins. Luna just wants her to shut up. Both requires money. She decides to withdraw money from an ATM like all the other ponies. An epic battle to the death ensues. Just another Tuesday in Equestria.

Everypony must live with their choices. In Twilight's case, she must live with it forever, literally. Becoming Princess of the Afterlife, of Tartarus, however, was just half for atonement. She had another agenda. She wished to seek out the departed souls of her friends, to beg their forgiveness, just one last time. 10 years have passed and her search is still fruitless.

Now on the 10th anniversary of her friends' passing the true nature of their sacrifice is revealed. She is given the chance to make the choice once again. This time, will she choose Equestria or her dear friends?

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(Clean family-friendly comedy with adorable Celestia being adorable, absolutely nothing explicit) Now with youtube readings! The Gentlemanly Reading by The Magpie, the Scientific-Plushie-Method reading by HanaYoriUta, And the Manly Reading by CaptainBron3y!

Should you find yourself a visitor to Equestria, it would benefit you to be able to tell a pony's rubby-tubby from his or her boop-button and fuzzy-wuzzy. Herein is your definitive guide, written by an expert upon the science. Published with the royal approval of Her Royal Majesty Princess Luna and the silent tolerance of Her Royal Majesty Princess Celestia.

Published by the Royal Canterlot Publishing House for the Royal Equestrian Diplomatic Mission to Earth. For human audiences only. No alicorns (or humans) were harmed in the making of this guide.

Inspired by this thread by Nuke

“Do Humans Hibernate?” Rainbow has a question on her mind. She's not entirely sure why it's bothering her so much. It probably doesn't help that the only human she could ask is the world's greatest liar.

Cover art by Pusspuss this random guy called ‘Pen Mightier’ who probably wishes he is Pusspuss but isn’t.

Marshal: (mɑː.ʃəl) noun….etymology - archaic: Middle English, from Anglo-French ‘mareschal’, of Germanic origin; akin to Old High German ‘marahscalc’, from ‘marah’ (horse) + ‘scalc’ (servant). Originally referring to "a person in charge of the upkeep of horses or stable hand”. The station became a position of trust and power in medieval courts and went on to acquire its modern military usage.

"Raise the Heavens!" - The Nightmare Knights' rallying cry.

Heroes are not born. They are made. And the Crystal War was a forge of heroes, hardened ponies who have stared into the abyss and emerged stronger. But six unicorns went further than any other and brought the abyss back with them. They were the same six who defeated the Night Queen herself, the six who bore Nightmare Moon's dark curse into battle against Discord, the six who quietly subverted Queen Chrysalis into becoming Equestria's secret pawn, the six most feared by both Equestria's enemies and her own citizens. This is the unsung tale of six unicorns, Twilight Sparkle N1, Starlight Glimmer N2, Sunset Shimmer N3, Trixie Lulamoon N4, Luna Eclipse N5 and Sunshine Smiles N6, and their nightmare-bonded commander, [OFFICER NAME REDACTED] N7. Together they lead Equestria's last hope, the fearsome legion of nightmare-bonded humans and their loyal nightmares, the [REGIMENT DESIGNATION REDACTED PENDING CORRECTIONS FROM THE VICEROY OF HUMAN AFFAIRS].

As always, proudly brought to you by our hardworking dream team, Not A Hat and Brad The Brony.

S5 Finale spoilers herein.

Story premise in a nutshell: In a world without the sonic rainboom, the sirens succeed in amassing an army of brainwashed humans to invade Equestria. Their invasion led them straight into the hooves of Sombra and his army of mind-controlled ponies. The clash ended with the Sirens defeated and Sombra acquiring a new source of mind-controlled soldiers - Earth. The fielding of Sombra's highly-versatile mind-controlled human minions in battle further pressured Equestria into a corner. With no end to the war in sight, Equestria resorted to desperate measures. Once prisoners of Equestria, Nightmare-infected ponies and humans are finally allowed to fight to earn their freedom. This is the story of the first six Nightmare ponies, their human commander and their part in the Crystal War.

This is a Crystal War story featuring squad-based heroics, camaraderie-in-arms and a touch of wartime field survival. Originally conceived as a thought exercise in explaining away the absence of all the other villains in the the Crystal War continuity.

Inspiration, cover art and pictures in the story all courtesy of the PMV of the same name by the talented Loveless Nova, used with his/her permission and blessings. If you haven't already, check out the PMV - If I Were a Pony. It is awesome.

Queen Chrysallis died in the aftermath of that ruinous invasion of Canterlot. But Tartarus would not be my afterlife, and death not my reaper. No, Ponyville is to be my purgatory, and my socially-inept roommate, Moon-Butt, my rather overly-enthusiastic reaper. I now live on borrowed time at the whims of my layabout of a roommate. To earn my freedom I must be able to not only prove that a changeling can live as a pony but also earn affection as one. But in between trying to get used to the notion that friends aren't food and learning to join the flash mobs in song and dance, I find that there is more to being a pony than meets the eye.

That was the good news. The bad news? I swear by the Ancient Ones, this useless sloth I have to share a room with is simply using me as an excuse to be an incompetent freeloader away from her sister's watchful eyes. You know everything has gone hooves-up when I'm the voice of reason. But bills need to be paid, bits need to be earned, and I have to somehow save up enough to move out of this flat. For my sanity's sake.

Featuring the editing talents of: Not A Hat, and Brad The Brony. Be sure to thank them by checking out their pages and giving them a follow/liking their stories.

Now with an epic official soundtrack from our friendly neighbourhood musicians. Please be sure to check out their music and give them a like and subscription as thanks!
Across the Seas By Citric Acid

'Let's Pretend' is my favourite game. Someponies play it for fun. Someponies play it for life. When four little fillies and their trusty companion go on an epic adventure through black liquorice jungles and dark chocolate swamps to uncover the Lost City of El Chimichanga and the endless fountain of chocolate within, they find that some games can be played for Love.

My entry to the Equestria Daily Summer Writing Competition. Prompt: Write a story about ponies... from a non-pony's point of view.

Worrying about her appearance after being worn out by both her wedding and the crystal heart incident, Cadence attempts a simple changeling-based youth spell. She ends up with a little problem. She ends up little, as in a little filly. With the Crystal North's big Winter Wrap Up, the Equestrian Games and her own honeymoon coming up, this simply would not do. Fortunately Twilight has a solution. Unfortunately it involves getting the help of a particularly reluctant changeling escort in exchange for making him Cadence's personal student of Love.

Written to the lovely tune of Cadence, My Love Song by Matthew Mosier
Story Status: Pilot
Cover Art: You know, ponies weren't made to be drawn from the front. So awkward to draw!

In celebration of 2015! We have made it, folks. We have made it to the Future!

"Little Lady, I swear you're going to be the first filly to ever be grounded before she was even born!" - A Very Concerned Father

Have you ever wondered what your life would have been like if you had become an engineer, a farmer, a heroic airship captain, a vet, the leader of the anti-robot resistance, a baker, or maybe the overlord king of Tartarus? Have you ever wondered what the future might have been if you had dated person A, had that fling with person B, married person C, became the faithful servant of goddess D or pissed off evil godlike entity E? Have you ever wondered where life would have taken you if you were destined to be the universe's last hope-...err, rather, sire the universe's last hope? I used to.

Now the products of all my possible life choices have come over for dinner. From the future. And they are adorable. And they are my children. Apparently they are each from different parallel futures where particularly excellent life choices on my part had led to various big evil monstrosities and demi-gods taking over the entire universe. Luckily, each timeline has one last hope - these little fillies. And they have come to save me from assorted assassins from their various futures who've come back in time to kill me to stop them from being born. To top it all off, these little fillies have got to fix what bit of history they haven't blown up by making sure I get together with their mothers so that they can actually be born. It doesn't help that they all came from different mothers. And choosing one may or may not create a time paradox that might erase the others...or the entire universe as we know it.

The universe is gonna be fiiiine.

Features slice-of-life filly-raising shenanigans filled to the brim with sugar and diabetes with a side of backseat romantic comedy and filly-powered swashbuckling action for good measure.

Cover Art - Placeholder picture from the Epic Animation Double Rainboom by Zachary Rich and FlamingoRich Studios. If you haven't seen it yet, go check it out. It is as awesome as it sounds.

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"My lady once wrote in her very personal and very secret diary that I have problems appreciating personal space. I beg to differ on that sentiment." - A Butler commenting on Professional Discretion -

I'm a Butler. My friends, the imaginary ones at least, call me Butler. My job, looking after my lady, can be...challenging at times, but rewarding. Lately the job's become a little more difficult, especially after my lady's sister returned from the moon and the parliament decided to try and pass an entire bill just to be able to legally get rid of me. But managing the chaos is part of the job description, even if it means I must secretly become my lady's knight captain of her personal bodyguards in order to keep my job. Though even I could never have anticipated having to train knights cunningly disguised as maids to stay one step ahead of the nobles. Ah, the things I do for my princess.

Featured 9 - 12 August 2014. Many many thanks to everyone who kindly made this possible! You guys have doubled the fun!

Now featuring the editing talents of our resident editor Dumbgamer99. Be sure to thank him by checking out his page and giving him a follow!

Butler tag kindly made by undead003. Many thanks! (You'll find it actually works if you click on it.)

Cover Art: This picture totally contains ninjas. You just can't see them, cause they're that good.