Something has been bothering her girlfriend for a while now. Sunset Shimmer has never been one to let anything go. Come ponies or Equestrian magic she will figure out what is bothering Twilight Sparkle.

Cover art done by Adge

First you're born, and then you're recorded in triplicate. The end of labor is the start of a very long paper trail, because nopony can exist without being documented. Sending copies of a new foal's documents to the Herdbook Registry is perfectly normal. And of course, in order to make sure there's nothing strange going on, that paperwork gets reviewed. Which is done by bureaucrats who establish absolute control inside their office while having no idea of what's happening in the actual world. So as far as they're concerned, the forms associated with somepony named 'Flurry Heart'...

Don't tell them. It's funnier if they find out on their own.

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Applejack digs a hole.

Tensions grow hotter in the mining town of Farrington after the events of one disastrous night. The fallout from this blaze will test many citizens' relationships in fire. Some will falter, but some may perservere.

Before any repairing can begin, ponies—and one griffin—will have to take stock of their pasts, or else their futures may end up strangled by their scars.

Note: This is a sequel to Summer Days. I strongly encourage reading that story first.

Special thanks to Gaiascope for this awesome cover!

Pharynx has always been a bastard. He never really had a choice.

Sometimes life isn't a perfect story. Sometimes it's just one damn thing after another, right up until it ends.

As her mother lies dead in a still-living body, Twilight Glitter is going to have to come to terms with life—with death, with being, and with not.

CW: depictions of self-harm, and mental decay akin to schizophrenia/dementia

Originally written in 2017 (pre-s8) for the Writeoff. Completed slowly and painfully over the past three years. The prompt was Here at the End of all Things.

Thank you to r5h, garatheauthor, Mousse, and Cynewulf for pre-reading and editing.

Coverart by the amazingly talented Zaid Val'Roa.

Gilda’s no good at making friends.

Who cares? Why should she be? Friends aren’t worth the hassle. What had having a friend ever gained her?

No-one in lousy Griffonstone is worth making friends with anyway.

Set during 508: The Lost Treasure of Griffonstone.
Many thanks to the excellent Ceffyl Dwr (ed: now paperhearts) for pre-reading and providing helpful feedback.
Cover art by ryou14.

Spike's fed up of Outer Yakyakistan, a perpetually frigid land of biting wind, blinding snow, and little else. No one actually lives here, not even the yaks themselves. Twilight's company is the only silver lining, but even she can only lift Spike's spirits in short bursts. He wants to go home to Ponyville.

But as they clamber up the final mountain in Outer Yakyakistan, the wind changes. Spike becomes sure that he's been here before. Except... he hasn't. Not in living memory. So why does it feel like he's already home?

Featured in the Royal Canterlot Library. Reviewed on Louder Yay, by PresentPerfect, and by The Descendant.
I'm incredibly grateful to Ceffyl Dwr (ed: now paperhearts) for editing and criticising and all that jazz, but most of all for encouraging me to get this story finished. Without him, it wouldn't have happened.

Anon winds up in horse Australia, deals with horse nonsense.

Sometimes you don't want to do anything but spend a few lazy hours with the one you love most in the world. It's so easy to get caught up, so simple to lose track of time, and that lost time makes lazy hours even more important than ever.

Especially to Rarity and Applejack.

Rated Sex only for nudity and mentions of sex.

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