This story is a sequel to Fluttershy Wants in Your Pants: Vol. 1

Fluttershy's daily attempt to get into Anon's pants ends up going horribly wrong. Can Anon survive being miniature for a day? ... Maybe.

When somepony (or ponies) is responsible for the creation of a corpse, the natural first question to arise is frequently "What do we do with the body?" As it turns out, the Bearers have a few ideas.

Maybe more than a few.

Possibly too many.

(Written for BronyWriter's rather impromptu and completely unintentional Ponies Dispose Of Bodies anthology and inspired by his story Best Friends. And so it goes.)

Now with author Patreon and Ko-Fi pages.

Opaline Arcana has sowed dissent and anger across Equestria. With the nation divided, Princess Twilight Sparkle and her friends are struggling to contain the ambitious alicorn. If something isn't done soon, Twilight will have no choice but to store Equestria's magic into the Unity Crystals, putting all of ponykind at risk.

Before that, though, Twilight has an idea. There's a prisoner locked away in Tartarus that was forgotten by history. He might be just what they need to stop Opaline. However, letting him loose could spell disaster for Equestria.

It's a risk she has to take.

Sombra and Fluttershy are perfect for each other in every single conceivable way. He's a Dark Lord, and she's an adorable yellow pegasus who is the embodiment of goodness and purity. He loves Crystals and the enslavement of free ponies. She loves adorable critters.

They go on a wonderful vacation.

This story is a sequel to Celestia's Bad Hair Day

After putting up with Celestia's nonsense earlier, Twilight hopes to relax and unwind in the palace bath alone. Not if Luna has anything to say about it, she won't. The day is about to get even more messed up.....

Set during season 6.

This fic is a direct sequel to Celestia's Bad Hair Day and I highly recommend you read that first. Or, you know, this story might not make a lick of sense.

It turns out that Sunset Shimmer's final letters to Princess Celestia before her exile were not filled with resentment or remorse.

There might have been a lot more frantic running away involved.

But whatever the case, it was definitely not Sunset's fault.

At all.

Cover Art designed by Novel-Idea from my original cruddy screencap!

Rated Teen and Sex for mentions of egregious sexual irresponsibility. No actual sex.

Contains minor Sunlight shipping. Much apologies.

This story is a sequel to Pray Tell: Who Inscribed All These Bollocks Upon The Walls?

Poor little Cadance.

What little filly wouldn't be miserable under all the pressure of being the world's only other alicorn princess? Say goodbye to a normal life, normal school, normal friends, and, maybe worst of all, your only role model is the literal perfect pony. Rough life, huh? To get back at auntie, she's going to, armed with a screwdriver and a knowledge of school desk graffiti, make her quite literal mark on the palace.

Celestia is a princess out of her element: running a country is easy. Raising a filly is hard. She is also, incidentally, something of an expert at vandalism.

Maybe there's a lesson here after all.

Unapologetically saccharine sweet. Chronological prequel to the fic listed. You probably don't need to read it to understand what's going on, but you should.

T rated for general content. Very tame, really.

Nothing suspicious going on here.
Just a group of bugs coming together to create a show for everyone to watch.
...
Twilight doesn't believe it for a second.

It's been a couple of months since he arrived in Equestria and Anon's still adjusting to life. When he hears about "Hearth's Warming", Anon is determined to give the best present ever to Celestia, and hopefully earn her affections in the process. Follow Anon as he goes on a hilarious present hunt and pray he doesn't get banished to the moon for a millennia.

This is written as a gift for ROBCakeran53 as a part of Jinglemas 2021.

Cover art is 2740240 on Ponybooru.

In every world, era, and species, adolescents think they're the first to invent or discover whatever they come across. It's not hard to see why. In the flower of youth, every experience is new and fresh and exciting, especially the ones previous generations won't discuss. Not in polite company, anyway. Certainly not with their children.

Well, "exciting" isn't always the best word to describe those discoveries. Sometimes it's "horrifying." Especially when it involves certain alicorn princesses.

Rated Teen for discussion of topics that would be rated Mature. Also rated C for Crackfic. Graciously preread by Comma Typer.