Anon is the only human in Equestria as you would already know, but here he is also the only therapist in. His business is dying, having no clients, and will have to close soon. Anon's only hope is for business to skyrocket very soon.

Twilight's friends have had enough, resulting in a terrible split among the mane six.

Finding herself almost completely alone after the events of the Storm King's invasion, Twilight needs some new insight into her purpose in life. She's hurt where it matters the most, the spark of friendship in her failing to rekindle, and she knows she can't just stay in Ponyville after what happened.

She gets to thinking... She liked the adventures she went on. Maybe it wouldn't hurt to have some more.

First story published on FIMfiction. Rating is subject to change.

Eric, easygoing local human, is winding down for the night when he receives an unexpected visitor.

He is a good host to them.

for years, the great goddess Faust and her fellow divine beings known as "humans" are worshiped by nearly all sentient creatures in Equis. for they created the land, sea, and air in which the mortals thrive and live in.
at least, that's what they believe.....
drop a normal human in the middle of it and watch as ponies, griffons, dragons, zebras, and changelings try and gain their "blessing" from an unwilling "god"

This story is a sequel to Mistakes were made

With the local human having ceased wandering and causing ruckus he attempts - with Twilight's ever-patient assistance - to calm down, make it up to those that he needs to make it up to and generally live his best his life.

His greatest obstacle in this, as with most things post-arrival, is his towering neurosis.

And maybe the uncomfortable fact that he can't stop growing larger and more resilient with each passing day. And that not being belligerent to the wildlife gives him sufficient time to fully contemplate the breadth of his situation as a lone and isolated example of his kind in a world entirely not his own, try as he might to just ignore it and stop his brain from eating itself with irritating doubts and fears.

Other than that he's having a whale of a time.

A large corporation in Manehattan hires you to fulfill the Diversity and Inclusion goals and reach the target numbers on the key metrics such as the absence of gender and racial bias. They specialize in customized spell solutions, distributed enchantment systems and cloud mana storage: three things that you, a human, didn't know even exist.

To their surprise, you are not entirely useless.

This is an RGRE (Reversed Gender Roles Equestria) story. You were warned.

Huge thanks to Vayne Hellslinger and SirReal for helping me to make this stuff more readable.

How the mighty have fallen.

My descendants are weak shadows of myself easily summoned and easily banished by the mere emotions of these equine creatures that rule the land.

They are treated as mere pests that must be driven away before an infestation overwhelms a small village at worst.

Their true powers are lost to them after eons of disuse, and only retain the call of ice and snow to use against our prey.

Fear not Brethren, for your last elder brother has been freed, and I will restore our true home to its ageless glory.

The last place to retain the old ways of nature and beasts, if only at its core.

Our Everfree Forest of Wendigo

Just a cool little idea I had. Enjoy.

FEATURED: 2/12/19

Actions speak when words fail.

Now with sequels (can be read in any order, though it's best to start with 'My Neighbor'): Their Neighbors, My Neighbor's War, and My Neighbor's Neighbor

Picture from Creative Commons by Corey Taratuta.

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What is going on? What am I, where am I? Why do I walk through the dreams of abnormal horses? I was just a regular guy and now I'm walking through the dreams of sapient horses. My 'powers' rip me from this dimension to one that I'm never meant to set foot in.

Any sapient creature needs some kind of guidance, someone or something to look after. Something to stand by, a right and a wrong, everyone needs morals. I'm something of a symbol of guidance, I didn't ask to be but I grew into it. Ponies channel all their negative emotions into their dreams, all their hate, sorrow, heck even lust if they consider it bad.

I don't think I'm a god by any standards, I just picture myself as someone who helps. Dreams are powerful especially pony dreams, they have so much magic packed into them! Though dreams can get a bit freaky, trust me they get weird.

But why was I chosen, why am I so special? Is this some kind of joke or is it destiny? What purpose do I have here, why can't I just have a normal sleep? One dreamless night is all I ask for, helping someone out each night is kinda draining. Maybe this is all just a dream, or...maybe I'm dead.

Just, please, don't let the horse on the moon catch me.

Featured 2/12/19, even though it was for a short time it was still awesome, thanks guys!

Featured 2/21/19, featured again?! You guys don't know when to quit, but seriously I love you guys!

Against your better judgement, you ended up having three little girls that you have to take care of all by yourself now.

As much trouble as they can be sometimes, you still wouldn't trade them for the world.