Princess Twilight Sparkle put Equestria first.

She put it first once too often.

Human tag and Alternate universe tags are because this is humanized [a.k.a. everything is the same but they're magical humans].

Inspired by the song '7 minutes' by Dean Lewis.

The Nook lays out in the fields and meadows of Equestria, a day's travel from the nearest town. Some might question the point of a tavern that far away from where most ponies roam, but every now and then a stray traveller passes by.

<sub>Just a little drabbling fic I may or may not update, written and edited during classes I should be paying attention to.

Also, technically my first HiE fic, so I hope the tone lands right.</sub>

Tonight only, the Canterlot Royal Concert Hall is pleased to present the Melody Quartet delivering a performance unlike anything you've heard before.

Of course, the question is whether that's a good thing...

An entry in the John Cage 4'33" Inspired Story Contest. Rated Teen for references to alcohol and metaphorical self-harm. Story does not contain sirens, floofy-haired or otherwise.

Applejack and Rainbow Dash are just the best of friends. They spend almost all their free time together, they miss the other when they're not around, they sleep in the same bed together daily. You know, standard best friend stuff.

With Hearts and Hooves Day coming up, with these two as completely normal best friends have 0 plans at all. Surely nothing will happen that causes their feelings to change, definitely not.

Coins quietly pass from pony to pony and business to business everywhere in Equestria. They've been in service for centuries, used for everything from basic fruit sales to bribing pirates, but no one thinks about them twice. Even the most basic coin has the most fantastical stories to tell.

As she keeps running into the same coin across the country and throughout the centuries, Celestia wishes she knew what that story was.

Inspired by a discussion in Estee's Discord server.

Vinyl Scratch holds a show. One of many colors.

(Written for the No Dialogue Contest and the 4’ 33” Contest)

Following the realization that her friends have forgotten her, Sunset Shimmer goes to the only person—or pony—in the multiverse who will always be there to catch her. A brief reimagining of Sunset and Twilight’s reunion in Forgotten Friendship, featuring light shipping and self-indulgent headcanons.

Twilight and her friends are sent by the Cutie Map to retrieve a foal in need. He claims to have been formerly a legendary creature known as a human. They don't really believe him. With no home or family, they bring him back to Ponyville.

Twilight tasks her friends to personally teach Anon the magic of friendship but Anon seems more interested in aggravating them. Will Twilight and her friends be able to reach Anon or will he end up in Tartarus?

Big thanks to those who comment! Certain comments really influence how the story will turn out! It just made a potential sequel!

Rated T for some mature jokes but nothing extreme. Keep an eye out for the many references of other media!

Lauren Faust wakes up in Equestria, with no memories of what she was doing or how she got here. After finding herself just outside Ponyville, she decides to do what every writer could do if given a chance to see the world they themselves created.

Namely, to visit it and try to meet her characters, of course!

(This story is the ‘pilot’ for an AU expanded universe-series rewriting idea I had quite some time ago. If you liked it, please like it and leave your feedbacks so I can read your own opinions on the plot and your impressions on the work. Should this work get enough interest, I will consider to write down the rest.)

Cover Art not mine: it belongs to Sophie Scruggs (original link: https://x.com/SophieAScruggs/status/1428169804012163073).

Inspired by:

I am God...apparently? by CrossRedstone;
Love....SERIOUSLY!? by Admiral Q Ponyform;
The Queen of Equestria by Mega NewWays97.

When it comes to traps, Daring Do has seen it all. Spikes. Pitfalls. Dart launchers. Pendulums. Sawblades. Crushing walls. Even a boulder or two. There are only so many ways ancient civilizations could kill a pony.

Triggers are another matter. Pressure plates are a classic, as are tripwires. But they're far more versatile, limited only by the crafter's craftiness. Sometimes, they get incredibly arcane and esoteric, watching for ponies in ways most wouldn't even think possible. And in her latest ruin, Daring faces a trigger the likes of which she's never heard before.

For in these halls, "dead silence" is literal. And enforced with great prejudice.

Written for the No Dialogue Contest.