ACT One: (Chapters 1-10)
After a fatal tragedy, Twilight wakes up in a situation unlike anything she had experienced before. How is she supposed to react when she finds herself reincarnated as the daughter of Queen Chrysalis, the very one who orchestrated her assassination? Does she give into the rage and loss of her former self, or does she hold true to the magic of friendship?

ACT Two: Synopsis incoming

For as long as she can remember, Scootaloo has lived in orphanages, not knowing the identities of her parents. She's happy enough in Ponyville, but deep down she still wishes she had a real mom and dad. So when she's given an assignment to write about her family, she starts looking for answers.

What she finds will shock her.

Sort of done as a response to a prompt by Phoenix Nebula.

EDIT: Re-wrote part of chapter 1, and edited later chapters so they make sense with the rewriting.

Another Edit: Dang, 2000 views , you guys are awesome

New cover made by Scarlet's Feed

Listen to it here.

When one's genetic template is overwritten, there tend to be... side effects. Most of the side effects come into play immediately.

Sometimes, though, one has to live with a new biochemistry for a while before it triggers.

It's actually very well documented.

Written for FTP13. Cover art by cheezedoodle96.

"Sister, harsh fervours of our labor doth make us sweat! The zeal of an unholy tyrant would we need to continue, but, ne'er shall we allow it, for thy subjects we love all too much," she openly lamented. With an unsteady hoof, she attempted to assuage her irritated brow. "Thou wouldst leave us here, broken-hearted, damn'd departed, whilst fleeing our sacred bounds all the same. Or should we say 'ye', as 'twould seem none are here for me."

A retelling of Luna and Celestia's tragic schism, told in most archaic ways. I gave it my best, honestly.

In high Canterlot, there is a pony who is a Prince, but not an alicorn. His friends are what his wealth and splendor can buy. His pride is his name: Blueblood. His vanity and arrogance knows no bounds, his aunt has no idea what to do with him, and his bubble of power and prestige remains secure.

But before that, he was just a very small pony in a very big house, with much life still not lived. This is the story of those days, and all that came after.

Coverart belongs to PostScripting and can be found here. Thanks to Pickle Tickler for PMing me the link.

My week has gone from bad to worse. First I get a horrible cold that leaves me bedridden and unable to sleep for the last two nights. Then, as I was listening to a reading of a fanfic, I suddenly find myself in the Everfree Forest, in the body of a Changeling, feeling like my whole body is on fire.

Worse, I've apparently got a egg entrusted to me by Chrysalis from before the invasion that's about to hatch and it's a Royal Egg.

Well, at least I don't have to worry about my cold anymore.

Sex tag for sexual references.

In Popular Stories 30/12/2019? A surprisingly nice gift for the end of the year. thanks, everyone

A hidden museum rests in the Canterlot palace, by law open to the public, by practice closed to visitors. Within its walls lie treasures of opal and gemstones, salt and wood. Shelves filled with untouched scrolls line the walls.

It is here that Luna pays her respects to Equestria's fallen heroes. Why, then, is it against her sister's wishes?

Everypony has a story. Some tell of heroic feats and grand adventure. Others tell of villainy against the forces of Harmony. The story of an average guard, however, is one of obscurity. They live in the background, unnoticed but ever-present.

Silent Knight assumed his tale would be like that of his father's: join the Royal Guard and serve Equestria. He would be just another helmet and spear, part of the rank and file. And that was all he ever wanted.

However, when Captain Shining Armor asked for volunteers to form a House Guard for the recently returned Princess Luna, it was Silent's hooves that stepped forwards to set his new life in motion.

So let me tell you about a time, back when I knew many, and was hated by non. Back when I traveled the land more frequently, exploring new lands and 'waters' as I so pleased. In this here land I met quite a few colorful individuals, and that is something that is quite literal in meaning.

But I will start with two who started the chain of events that landed me in my current disposition. A husband and wife, the last of their kind in this wide open world. They were traveling through my main home, a swamp within a stretch of land the locals saw as foul and unruly, the two looking withered and disheveled, same as the current decorum around them. The wife, a pearlescent white alicorn with a mane of sunset alerted her mate when she heard my sirens call

"Hmmmm, hum hum, hum, hum hum hum."

She alerted her darker counterpart, and after hearing it only once they went to investigate for they could not resist the call, they could not sate their curiosity, their desire... just like all thee other's. They walked and wandered looking all around while following the call, until they stumbled apon me sitting on a fallen tree in the middle of a stagnant body of water, cutoff from the rest of the swamp by a landslide. I then looked to them staring at my form in shock.

"Oh hello there!" I announced, "I'm sorry if my little song disturbed your stroll threw my home, I was just trying something that usually appeases my boredom. I wasn't counting on visitors, let me get you two a meal~" I purr jumping into the water and coming up behind them with two plates full of locally grown roots and foliage, perfectly safe for digestion. I put the two plate on a log separating us, the sound of the action make the two jump in surprise, "Here you are, please feed you hunger, I'm someone who loves to feed others, for I can't stand to see others starve!"

They both look at me and my offerings in surprise, not knowing what to do. But the wife, obisly the braver and more trusting of the two stepped up and took a nibble at a carrot and hummed in delight. The husband soon followed in the same motion, also enjoying the meal I have presented to them.

"Good! Eat, it is a terrible thing to be hungry~" I tell them, as they stuff their faces in delight. I take out my own meal, a simple fish with some lemon and pepper. I also pull out some wine and a few glasses, poring us all a beverage to mix with the flavors. They see my meal and slow down a little, before they quickly accepted it, their famine driving them past their instinct.

They wife slows down, before asking me a simple question, "Who and what are you?" she asks, " I wish not to be rude, but you are different from anything we have seen." she asks trying to not to offend, making me chuckle.

"I do not mind, I'm hard to offend and your curiosity, beauty and courage deserves my admirations~" I sipped my wine, " I have gone by many names throughout my time here. Some call me King, others demon. I'm both loved and feared, but my true persona is a mantle I took up long ago, call me Tahm Kench, or just Tahm." I say finishing off my meal quickly taking out a hankercheif to clean my well groomed beard and elegant moustache.

"Tahm," the husband asked, " why arth thou called demon?"

"You see I have hungers that aren't easily satisfied, and I don't usually get many guests, so I make deals with others to get what I want, since I am chased out and denied entry to any town or establishment. Those who call me demon are those who don't hold up their end of the bargain."

"What do you ask for, and in return for what?" he asks again.

"I ask for all sorts of things, but I mostly just ask for help, for them to open their doors to me if I so ask, nice meal and warm bed until my hunger is completed." I say adjusting my hat and then checkin my nails for dirt, "What I give is anything one might desire, gold, fame, a new life in a new land, a second chance, or anything within my power." I then lean over to them and quietly ask, "Are you two in need for such a deal? I would be happy to provide anything you need~"

They both looked at each other before nuzzling, "Could we ask for two things?" said the wife.

I then leaned back and hummed, "I normally don't allow such a thing, but for a couple as nice as you two, I can make an acceptation. So, what is it you two desire?" I ask with a smile.

"We wish to restart our kingdom in this new land, for the windegos of the north have defiled our old lands, make them unable to bare life." the Ebony husband said with a pain in his voice.

"That is something within my power son," I then looked at the wife, "Now what is it you wish?" I ask the mare.

She looked down, at her former meal, "I've always wanted to be a mother, but sadly I am as barren as our old home Tahm... I only wish to have kids, so we may continue our race, and I can be a mother."

I smile, "Done and done. But when you see me, remember you must let me in, understood? Anytime, anywhere, and you must satisfy me, understood?" I held out my green hand, with random gold rings decorating it.

They shook their heads in agreement, and the wife shook my hand, "Deal." I then started to prepare myself for the voyage, ready to transform into my monstrous self, and fishing two potions out of my pockets, one pink and the other blue, deciding on the pink one to leave with them. But the wife had one more question, "Why are you called King?"

I look back at here with my gleming yellow eyes, "Because the world is a river, and I am it's King~"

League of Legends Displaced fic with Humanized Tahm Kench.

This story is a sequel to A little loopy.

Once upon a time, there was a filly who got stuck in a time loop.
This is not that story.
This is the story of what would happen if the loops did not truly loop.
Recommended you read A Little Loopy first.