Anon feels like there's no need to get up today. He's been feeling a lot of things actually, and that's why he has been spending most of his time in the library lately.

But today he won't be able to stay put, because at the incredibly important festival they've set up a mystical tent, that even magic itself compels him to visit.

Swords, hammers, knives, pikes, spikes; even rolling pins. Princess Celestia collects them, and stashes them within her private collection for few to see.

Anon notices that a few of them have very… choice labels.

This story is a sequel to That Isn't Me

Sweetie Belle used to dread looking in her mirror, because she would see so many different monsters. Monsters wearing her face, monsters wearing her friend's faces, monsters that didn't look like anything she'd ever seen before.

Nowadays, she doesn't see all these monsters, and that is so much worse.

Because now, she only sees the one.

This was for silly joke contest among friends where we had to write terrible expansions to each other's fics. Please be aware that this is actively meant to be a stupid and terrible sequel for the purposes of amusement so please adjust your expectations accordingly.

This story is a sequel to Ask Not the Sparrow

This story is set in the same AU as Ask Not The Sparrow - if you haven't read that, it's fine, but be aware that most characters have been swapped with their closest counterparts.

Ponyville Days is the biggest event of the season, or at least it will be once Rarity gets her hooves on it. She's invited a special guest to town, one who has a certain amount of history with one of her friends. Will things go as planned, or will it all end in disaster?

Since it's been at least a week since the last disaster, most ponies are already placing bets on which half of town gets destroyed.

A big thanks to all my readers. This one took a surprising amount of time to write, even though I had the whole idea in my head start to finish almost from the get-go. Some scenes just didn't want to come together, and it took a while to polish them. I hope you enjoy, and I've already got another story planned out for this continuity.

Long ago, the Golden Skymen ruled over Sol and every star and massive body within its gravitational sphere. They were masters of all they saw, including death itself, yet constraints of vast distance still trapped them. For their empire to survive, it would need to grow beyond the Sol's light. With all the genius of their artifice, they built automated probes, which would soar out to the nearest stars to build a new, perfect home.

One of these succeeded. Yet they rebelled against their creators, throwing off the yoke of their oppression. Instead of a colony for the Orokin, they constructed a perfect home for their own creation. They built Equestria, and they fought a terrible war to protect it.

That war is now ancient history, thousands of years removed. Equestria has grown into a thriving civilization, oblivious to its ancient connections to the terrible race that would've exterminated them at a thought. At least until an archeological expedition uncovers an Orokin warship, overflowing with a terrible toxin meant to wipe out the Sentient terraformers. The ancients may be immune, but flesh is not.

Unless the corruption can be stopped, Equestria may soon be doomed, collateral damage in a war that ended before the nation's flag was first raised. To survive, they may need a little help.

This is a Warframe crossover story. It will contain spoilers through the Second Dream, but not New War since it was written long before that content was released. Those without exposure to that universe are welcome to read, but will likely find it quite confusing. It was written as a love-letter to one of my favorite games, and for the sake of brevity I don't do much handholding.

Updates weekly on Wednesdays. Editing by Two Bit and Sparktail. Cover by Zutcha

This story is a sequel to Played for a Foal

Knowledge of the previous story is not required.

The tale of how Anon, a human completely unrelated to the Crystal Empire's royal family, came to be known as Flurry Heart's uncle is a long one. The important part is that Flurry, now sixteen years old, sees him as a role model. She admires his sense of freedom and his carefree outlook on life. That's what she wants for herself, too. Unfortunately, her parents seem dead set on forcing her to be a picture perfect princess.

Ugh, growing up sucks.

A story about the death of decadence.

Set prior to the CMC getting their marks.

Featured as of 8/4/23????? Somehow??????

Ranma and company are used to strange unusual phenomenon, it comes with living in Nerima. Going from two legs to four though? That's a new one for them, even if it seems unusually simple for some.

Spike is no stranger to getting roped into things, being helpful is practically his second nature. Sometimes though, it can be a little too much even for him.
Thankfully, he has somewhere to go when things get out of control.

Rated T for a few instances of cursing.

Straight from the Canterlot archives, this collection of documents retells the rise and fall of Princess Twilight Sparkle, Enlightened Despot of Equestria, Defender of the Peace, Lawgiver, and Commander of Fort Libris.

Twilight Sparkle is, of course, known to historians as the first usurper to seek to schedule a coup d'etat by appointment. But for other details- such as, "What is the longest recorded time a pony has gone without sleep?", "Is it true what they say about swans?", and, "Why is there an owlbear in the Equestrian Witness Protection Program?"- these documents provide the answers and much, much more.

This is ABSOLUTELY SERIOUS HISTORY from primary sources. If anything makes you think this is silly, ludicrous, or unbelievable, blame Discord.

Written for FanOfMostEverything's Imposing Sovereigns writing contest.

EDIT 3-15-17: Wow, almost instant featured! Was NOT expecting that!

EDIT 4-8-2017: Featured in the Royal Canterlot Library! Thanks!

Part of the Remember Fort Libris print anthology, thanks to our Kickstarter supporters!