When Twilight first began her experiments in trying to figure out better ways to access the Aether, the realm of magic and souls just outside their physical realm, she did not expect to make significant progress. After all, pony kind has been trying to find out the answer to that line of thinking for centuries.

When she felt herself connect to the other realm Twilight accidentally manipulated its energies in a different sort of way. The Aether bent to her will much easier than before. Getting just a bit too excited, Twilight played with the Aether a tad too freely and the reality-bending powers of the outer realm sucked her into its bottomless depths.

Fortunately Twilight was able to direct herself back to the material realm using the closest, and brightest, soul she could find as an anchor. And the second she looked up at the skull of the skeleton sitting on top of a golden throne, she knew life was about to get more... interesting.

(A crossover with "If the Emperor had a Text-to-Speech Device")

Remastered version here: Siblings-of-blacklight-and-nemesis-remastered

So... yeah you should know the basics me and my brother went to a con bot stuff from a murchaint and... got sucked into equestria about 30 years before Nightmare Moon and got turned to stone because they saw my little brother as a f***ing monster and attacked him and of course we retaliated and I consumed a guard. you know the rest basically got blasted by rainbow's but hey I'm not holding it against Celestia and Luna I would probably reacted the same way if not more brutally if I were in her place. anyway when we get out we're probably going to find a secluded place and practice our abilities... Although I'll have to convence my brother that he's not a monster and that despite his new looks and virus flowing in his vains he's still my little brother... Now if only we could stop the ponies from using my brothers DNA to replicate the T-virus (displaced story)

(Story edited by: https://www.fimfiction.net/user/179817/vortex123)

Author's note: I'd like to say that I do not under any circumstances own any characters from mlp, resident evil, or etc. I only own my oc thanks for listening and enjoy the story

I have no idea what happened or how I got here all that I do know is I'm in a world full of talking horses.

Ya I thought I was crazy to or dreaming, but then stuff happed some blue horse with a horn and wings is after me. Not only that the ones with horns have magic!. Well good thing I live in this forest then.

One thing that keeps bugging me is how these three little horses, how in Gork an' Mork name do they keep finding me!?.

My name used to be Joshua, I was someone who made cosplay props and sold them for a decent price.

At every convention I would go to to sell my items I would dress as some form of merchant from one game or another and primary sell items that that character was likely to carry, even if it was from a completely different game as long as it made sense that they would have it.

At the last convention I went to I decided that I would dress as Nox The Unfortunate from Wizard of Legend and therefor would only sell items that were cursed in the game they came from.

Now thanks to selling the wrong thing to the wrong person me and my entire stock are in a new world, I AM Nox The Unfortunate, all the items I have ever made are here with me and real, and the ones that were never cursed are now cursed.

The good thing? Every thing I sell has a warning on it so I can't get in trouble for selling cursed items for any price, and I do mean any price... You don't need your soul, right?

Apparently this got featured 8/28/19... What? How?

Sure my life wasn't perfect, but it was good enough for me, so why the actual f*** am I in a body of a little girl running from sentient ponies?! But it isn't enough that I am on another planet and am a different gender altogether, no, now I have to deal with the misconception that I, like other humans, am just a mindless beast. But sure, Life, f*** me over in exchange for magic, I'm sure I'll forgive you one day.

This is my first and probably only story ever, even so constructive criticism would be appreciated.

Cover image was made by ImAbronyFagg.

"In the beginning, there was nothing but all encompassing darkness that claimed all of existence within the void.
Yet even in this darkness, there was light.
A single speck of light that defied the shadows and slowly grew to encompass the known universe, bringing light to a once dark and dreary realm.
The being had wrested control from the void, yet it was not content.
With its power, it created the stars and planets that dot the seemingly infinite expanse of the universe.
This, was how the universe had truly come to be."
Creation of the universe according to the Church of Primis
Long ago, before the times of the princess's, the world stood divided. The father of the universe saw the hatred between the races of the planet, and sought to rectify his mistake of abandoning his creation, choosing to live amongst them once more.
This is where our story begins.

*Tags will be added as needed, or when the story. calls for it.*

Been featured like seven times now...wow, that's awesome, didn't think I'd even get it once.

I stood over the cold and smoldering corpses of my fallen brothers and sister. Their hollow eyes glaring up at me, eyes that once held ambition, passion, and a dedication to their duties. I now stood over their mangled bodies, as the last of my kind.

Author’s note: I do plan to come back to this story at some point in the future, please be patient

I don't know how long I have been asleep. It feels like ages. I can't remember who I once was but I know its not who I am now.

The Sun, Moon, Love, Chaos, and Harmony have avatars. I guess I am the World's.

I don't remember who I was but I know who I am.

I have had many names Neltharion the Earth-Warder, The Black Scourge, The Cataclysm, The World itself Given form, but you may call me....

DEATHWING!

A displaced tale. Co-written with CrossRedstone.

Chapters 1-2 Edited by m2pt5/Emtu, Chapter 3 and 12 Edited by Word Worthy

Note: Actual Deathwing is used

Long ago, I had a mundane life. Doing the same thing every day, wishing for something new to happen. It was only when I dressed up as my version of a male Eto Yoshimura from Tokyo Ghoul did everything change for me. Now I'm stuck in a kid's TV show fighting because of a misunderstanding. Like they say:

Careful what you wish for

A second displaced story by me, wanting to spice things up a bit. Do hope you guys (and gals) enjoy this story.

Disclaimer: I do not own either MLP or Tokyo Ghoul.

Loreley never asked to be put in a high position of rulership as the Queen of the Dead... and yet here she is.

She never asked to possess the power to have complete control over the dead... yet here she received it.

Now over the years of quiet solitude and ruling over all the dead, she has grown distant and prideful for no friends exist for the Queen of Death and unfortunately, she hates immortals and those who fear and/or cheat death.

If things turn out differently, maybe she might feel some sort of wholeness in her empty void that she calls her heart.

Co author Lunar Flarion

Edit: Featured on September 18...... I have no words for my thanks