One morning, you and your changeling beloved share a tender moment.

Your living room needs to be painted.

You really don't feel like painting.

Fortunately, Fresh Coat, the local painter mare, is more than willing to help you out - with more than just painting.

'Teen' rating for sexual innuendos and -you guessed it- plot.

Credit for the cover goes to Weasselk.

Also check out this awesome digitalized version of the cover done by MadDonut.

First time writing 2nd Person and lewd. Please be gentle.

What if Celestia never wrote back? Like, ever?

I got the idea from 4everfeebrony's song.

I also wrote this on the go.

Song: https://4everfreebrony.bandcamp.com/track/thought-id-let-you-know-ft-relative1pitch
Picture: http://dragonwolfrooke.deviantart.com/art/thought-I-d-let-you-know-431412930

Losing someone can be hard. But it can sometimes be even harder when you never really got to know that person in the first place.

As everyone around her mourns this tragedy , Princess Cadance upholds her role as ruler of the Crystal Empire in the only way she knows how: with dignity and grace. In carrying out her royal duties, she knows she has to put aside her own feelings of grief, and act as any princess would.

No one would ever know that, deep inside, she's completely falling apart...

Hear the LIVE narration by Pencil and Priest here!

WARNING:
Contains miscarriage, brief scenes of violence, mentions of blood, and adult non-sexual themes. This is a story about losing an unborn child. Please be aware of that before you read.

This is not a normal anonpencil story. Does not contain Anon. Does not contain jokes.

Twilight hasn't really been responding to her mother's letters. It wasn't really her fault, there was so much going on in the meantime! She thought she could have swept it under the rug, but now they're going to visit?! What's a mare to do?!

An appropriately apologetic fic to MustacheMerlin.

Twilight's power, along with that of Celestia, Luna, and Cadance, has been claimed by Tirek. Drunk on power, the demon-centaur is unleashing destruction upon Equestria, his reign of terror just beginning.

But there is hope. A crystalline chest, a gift from the Tree of Harmony, able to be opened by six keys. Keys which Twilight has now claimed the last of. All they can do is hope, hope that whatever is contained inside the chest is enough to stop Tirek.

And then something goes wrong ...

Note: This story is in no way connected with my other fanfics. It's very much a one-off in good fun.

A human stays among ponies, mystifying them with his odd traditions and customs. It will be five years before Celestia and Twilight can send him back to his homeworld. Until then, Twilight wants to study him and have him experience pony culture. These are their stories.

A human has arrived in Ponyville that the Apples dubbed, "Anonymous."
Twilight is worried he might be dangerous. They know nothing about him after all. However, the Apples still treat him like a common pet, until he begins mimicking speech.

Please read the full description before continuing. Thank you.
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Pinkie Pie has passed on unexpectedly. Twilight and the remaining Bearers of the Elements fulfill one of her last requests and bring a smile to the town one last time.
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This idea has been stewing around in the back of my brain since 'A Friend in Deed', and my muse finally allowed me to write it. This story's canon is set shortly after the beginning of Season Three. Concrit is always welcome. Don't hesitate to be brutal.

One day a man wakes up in a pony's bed. For the next several days the two of them try to discover why such a thing happened.

They don't do a very good job of figuring anything out but they do cuddle a lot.