Spencer is regular human trying to get by in life and wanting to become successful in life. However, when he is suddenly captured by the storm King's minions and taken into his encampment, he will find his life that more challenging. However, he does get placed under the hot Lieutenant Tempest Shadow during his stay. He also gets to learn some interesting facts about the Lieutenants life.

To Spencer, this will be a somewhat fun imprisonment.

This story is my first 1st person story that I ever did. I do hope you come to enjoy.

Editor for this story is A Man Undercover, and I can't thank enough for his help.

Rated T for sexual references mostly involving breasts.

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Art was made by the famous Koveliana on Deviantart. Do go check her out.

The Tempest Shadow you have come to know never tried to conquer Equestria. She never joined the Storm King's army, or is even known as Tempest Shadow. In fact, she never even left her homeland to start with.

No, Fizzlepop Berrytwist, in this Equestria, survives alone, as she vowed in her younger years, but as a wandering hunter, killing who she must and gathering what she must to survive, although she is no raider... she experiences no pleasure from the lives she ends, and only does so in times of necessity. She travels by day, living off what little the land gives her and making her home wherever she is at the moment come night.

And in-between living today and living tomorrow are the Wretched Hive, the ghoulified remnants of the changeling species and a threat far more dangerous than any band of raiders; if anything, they're the one thing keeping the likes of them in check.

Fizzlepop may not know it, but her actions may very well save what remains of a dying world... and the Wretched Hive are going to be part of it.

This story takes place twenty-five years before the events of Fallout: Equestria. This story is not canon to it, however.

Part of my Fallout: Equestria Trilogy

She's been living in Ponyville for a while; it had been hard for her to accept Twilight's offer, but she'd agreed anyway (she'd nowhere else to go, after-all). Time passes and she realises, no matter how kind and friendly the residents of Twilight's castle are, she does not belong in such rowdy a place.

Canterlot Castle had been the obvious other option, and it's quite an adventure, of that Tempest can be sure, she just didn't realise she'd come out of this with something more than new friends.

(Spoiler—or not really: Celestia x Tempest endgame.)

Sphigypt.

Once a mighty and feared kingdom, the sphinxes' ancestral home fell twenty years ago to turmoil and infighting.

A new Pharaoh sits on the throne in Thebanus now, and he has a single goal in mind: recover his ancestors’ legacy and unify the kingdom once more.

The Republic of Akhri stands in his way. Weak and unstable, plagued by corruption and an exploding social question, it's armies will not survive the coming onslaught.

And the Federated Kingdom of Owlstria, architect of the Southern Campaign that once brought Sphigypt to its knees, shows an ever-growing distance from a puppet that it never managed to fully control.

In the mist of all this, foreign powers have set their sight on these lands, some openly, others not so, and this small, local conflict might very well spiral out of control, setting the entire continent ablaze in the process.

Captain Edward Blackwing doesn’t like being in Sphigypt. Still, that’s where he and his company are, assigned as garrison in the city of Kaska. There isn’t much to do, unless you’re interested in running behind petty river smugglers. And as day after day pass by, some might wonder if his career in the Owlstrian Royal Army has truly reached a dead end.

But as the threat from the West grows, Kaska itself turns into a powder keg ready to blow, and Blackwing will find himself in the middle of a literal maelstrom. Alone, and with only an handful of allies by his side, he will have to employ all his cunning and ruthlessness if he and his company are to survive, or they'll soon become the first casualties of a bigger and bloodier war.

A sandstorm is approaching, and heroes shall either be born or buried in its wake.

WARNING: This story contains violence and profanities, althought not so much of the latter. In any case, readers discretion is advised.

This story is a sequel to Who Needs Enemies -- Part II

Needing a break, Twilight and her AP team visit a quiet little town... named Ponyville. And it's such a peaceful, pleasant place, it's a wonder they've never been there before...

For more of this series, see: The Visiting Team -- Part II.

And also check out the entire series, beginning with Not Exactly Friends.

Anon makes prosthetics, but despite the words of others, he isn't happy with them.

Just a little short story I made while working on another fic. Not sure if I'll do more, but if there's enough interest, I have a few ideas for where to go with it.

Edit: This was initially intended to be a short story where it ended after the first chap, but I've since added more at the request of commenters. I plan to continue adding chaps, but I guarantee nothing. Let me know what you think.

Effective communication is important in any friendship.

Unfortunately for Twilight, Tempest Shadow and Pharynx communicate almost exclusively in overwhelming force.

Dress up as Bakugo Katsuki. Go to anime convention. Be in the wrong place at the wrong time.

Years pass and I make a name as a mercenary with a temper and a want to play hero. Aside from that? Nothing much, got a home in a place called Appleloosa that I haven't been back to in around a year or so. But now, now I'm fighting a war thanks to an asshole trying to take over the world and being 'offered' a job by the royalty of the land.

I still get to blow things up so what ever. The only thing I can say that I want is my original gender.

BANG

My name is Zach. I am a hobbyist hacker, modder, gamer, and closet brony. I recently started a job working with the local police to solve crimes involving computers and/or the internet. I was excited to get my first case: ten people gone missing without a trace after a multi-day blizzard. Unfortunately, it was a bit of a cold-case, and I was only called in as a last-ditch effort to find something.

But oh, did I find something.

Now I'm trapped in another world, in the body of my favorite mythical Pokémon, with absolutely no clue where I am, how I got here, or where my computer is. That last one's the most important! At least I can get to know my new body and awesome powers. Wait... is that a pony?!

Set in the Eeveeverse with permission from Symphonicdysonince. You don't necessarily have to read the original to understand this story, but it is highly recommended.

This story is a work in progress. It may be edited and changed in any way at any time.

Capper has been carrying a torch for Rarity ever since the Storm King's defeat. Now, at the behest of a friend, he vows to deliver her a Hearth's Warming surprise. Too bad he's never experienced winter before.

Written as an exchange story gift for my friend Nailah, with the premise: "Romance, preferred. Any pairing is fine, but I'm a big fan of Rarity and Capper."

A thank you to The Red Parade for proofreading before publishing.