The sun rises to greet Tintin, Haddock, and Snowy in the Whitetail Wood of Equestria. One is now a gryphon, the other a hippogryph, while Snowy remains the same. New limbs, strange environment, countless questions and daunting challenges are ahead at full speed for these friends, who embark an entirely new adventure.

Cover and artwork from any who are interested is more than welcome, and deeply appreciated.

God Bless.

Governor Alesia Snezhnaya is many things. A war hero, a popular politician, a proud Severyanian, a pragmatic Lunarist and a dogmatic anti-communist. In the face of a nascent revolutionary movement brewing amongst the working masses of Lunar Equestria, Alesia has wasted no time in stamping it out. Yet to her annoyance, other Lunarists appear oblivious to the growing threat.

As the revolutionary movement grows, so does Alesia's frustration, given that she may be the only one who understands the encroaching threat. Unless something happened to change her perspective...

Takes place in my New Lunar Millennium alternate universe and features characters from the Equestria at War mod. More information on the AU can be found here. Names and features of the setting will likely confusing to someone unfamiliar with the mod or the AU, but this should be readable by anyone.

Proofread and edited by Izzy Incraft.

On a cold, wintry night, someone knocks on Rarity's door. Who could it be? And who would go out now, especially with such a heavy snowfall?

Golden Glass believed in perfection: perfect coiffure, perfect dressing, perfect day, perfect everything. And of all the things that he held to such an impossibly high standard, none surpassed his cup of tea – Black Canterlot Standard, four bags strong, a drop of milk, and some biscuits, to be precise.

All that changes when he meets Starry Night, a thestral mare whose wild mannerisms and unorthodox attitudes undoubtedly clash with his own ideals. As the two discuss and argue about the art of tea-drinking, Golden begins to learn that, sometimes, it's not about the perfection and standard that counts, but the heart that goes into it.

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Cover art is by Chirpy-Chi on Deviantart.

My name is Rocky Climb, and like all my comrades, I am an Equestrian pegasus. I fly as part of the 3rd Squadron of Wonderbolts under the command of Captain Sharp Edge. Our unit prevented the infiltration of the lunarist heresy into our ranks. We are faithful to our duty to protect and serve our country and Princess Celestia the solar patroness of all daytime ponies.

Set in the Pandemic Universe

Although the Southern and Central United States were some of the areas hardest hit by 2023's ETS pandemic, its reach extended beyond international borders. Carried on metal wings, people returning home from trips spread the virus to many whom they crossed. From there, wild spread was inevitable.

In Atlantic Canada, many such cases could be traced to arrivals or connecting flights out of Halifax Stanfield International Airport. The alleged primary case for the region was traveller and gambler, Jacen Cadlow, who returned home after an extended stay in Denver to recover from the flu. What made his case so bizarre wasn't just the unusual progression of his transformation, but also the conditions of his birth—so rare that no statistic existed to accurately quantify it.

Notes:
This story is set in the Pandemic universe brought to life by ASGeek2012. There will be no specific crossover, so prior knowledge isn't strictly necessary, but it would certainly be helpful. It is worth noting that the original Pandemic was penned prior to the Coronavirus pandemic that locked down much of the world from 2020 to late 2022. As such, this story is definitely considered an AU to Earth, a world where Covid-19 never occurred.

Rating notes: Profanity tag is self-explanatory. Sex tag for references to dalliances. Narcotics tag is present for smoking, as well as heavy use of painkillers late in transformation.

Sometimes, decades of your life go by without a single pony noticing any of your efforts to move up the ranks. Sometimes, you fall into a hole in the ground, wind up trapped in a political plot, and meet a cute librarian in the middle of it all.
The last part's nice.

Due to the nature of the AU, the story deserves a [Dark] tag, but it's not a good fit for the story's genre. I also strongly hesitated between Mystery and Adventure.
Mild [Profanity] included (but not enough to warrant the tag).

Updates weekly.

Huge thanks go out to: Everfree Pony, for saving this fic in at least a dozen different ways, Sir Mediocre, for holding my writing to a certain standard and correcting my broken English, Aisteru Fìre for pre-reading, and Cyeion, for his detailed and thought-out critique.

This story is a sequel to We don't go to Sub-Level Five

With the nightmares of the Silos behind them, Astral and Sassi begin to adapt to a world that lacks any understanding of the horrors now buried underneath glass and stone. The only creature in their life who can serve as a confidant is Arcane. However, the chaos-unicorn is busy learning to adapt to a world and society now alien to him. But they have each other, and their lives start to settle into a form of pleasant normality.

As life in Equestria and the Gryphon Empire continues on, Twilight and Tanzil are forced to confront troubles both within and outside their borders. Sometimes peace is but a thin, false veneer over chaos, and the two rulers quickly discover that their budding relationship may be the least of their troubles.

When a familiar horror emerges from the shadows, Astral, Sassi, and Arcane are forced to confront a terrorthat looms not only to engulf their new home, but all of Equestria and beyond. With their nightmares no longer confined to their minds, the three ponies desperately try to save who they can from the oncoming storm. When faced with some threats, all you can do is run and pray that it doesn't find you.

But for the two Thestrals, a unicorn, and their friends, they're sick of running. And they've got lots, and lots of ammunition.

Spoilers for We Don't Go to Sub-Level Five, Timeless, Sunspots, and Cure for a Toxin

The Equestrian Royal Family always enjoys one Tea Break a day, where all members are in attendance. And today would have been no different if something else hadn't occurred. Luckily its something Celestia and Luna have dealt with before, though the fact that they are both extremely out of practice is something they should have taken into account before starting this venture.

The fact that the other two Princesses have never seen something like this before is perhaps another niggle in their little plan... if they had a plan to begin with.

Notes.

This started off as a dark comedy, 2000 words of just back and forth insults (before I added any meat to it). What it is now, I'm not exactly sure but lets just say it is firmly in the category of AU. Details of the AU are below the warning.

Warnings. (Celestia Chapter)
Sex - Mentions of acts, no smut held within.
Gore - Vague (for the moment)
Profanity - They swear like sailors.

Warnings. (Luna Chapter)
Sex - Mention of acts and conquests, no great detail given.
Gore - Rather prevalent in this one but nothing too gruesome... Though it depends on your imagination.
Profanity - They still swear like sailors.
Non-Con - Mentioned at a couple points.

Warnings (Epilogue)
Sex - Joked about and alluded to.
Profanity - Yes
Violence - Briefly

AU - Two Ancient Nutjobs.

Celestia - A far more vain and self conscious individual. Her mane colour is dependant on the season. Some minor mentioned changes to her wings but nothing massive.

Luna - A thestral alicorn with a slight scottish accent and an even more brusque nature. A head shorter than Celestia. Mane colour dependant on the phases of the moon.

General - Both can confidently measure their ages... In literal age's and their past both together and apart is not exactly all sunshine and rainbows. They are still sisters by blood, though the nation they were born in is naught but ash. Sort of a crack AU in a way.