Here's EAW's timeline btw

And here is an image of the map of EAW + Europe.

Late Victorian era Europe of 1888 is inserted into the EAW universe in their respective year of 774ALB (Just after Grover I fails his invasion of Sicameon). Also, none of the Europeans remain human. Discord blushes.

Grover I, or the soon-to-be, "The Blessed," rests his creaky bones as he receives news of the defeat against Sicameon. Grover II will remember that. He pays little mind to this advancement, after all, he expected as much considering he only sent a meagre force mostly comprised of levies and Acquilean sellswords in his so-called 'military expedition,' though, he regrets the unifying effect he inadvertently initiated on the Parishes.

Across the sea, Celestia, as always carefully schemes and manipulates the fates of her neighbours, namely, Severyana, of which royal family and attached royal court she had been patiently nudging into a hyperbolic pit of Tartarus every generation or so to orchestrate a succession crisis. She figured they would blow up in 22 years. Of course, she could just ditch the mind-numbingly slow subtlety and just kick the Tzar in the flank and turn the boyars into ash, but she doubted the proud burghers and peasants of Severyana would appreciate that one bit.

Meanwhile, in Europe.

The Brits wept at the loss of their source of tea.

The Russians purchased a noose upon realising there was nothing past the Ural mountains.

The French erupted in civil disobedience, protests, riots; political and regular violence epidemic, Paris was in ru- oh wait, sorry, France was completely normal.

The Germans drowned themselves in beer. To their wives, 'it was because they had turned into mythical lion-eagle hybrids'. But really, they always finding excuses to get plastered.

The Austro-Hungarians continued to be a tongue-twister, and the powderkeg they sat on turned into a RBMK reactor with Dyatlov in charge.

The Italians surrendered to their mirrors when they awoke.

The Swiss became dragons.

The Spanish pretended that they had lost alot.

The Nords ate glue & paste.

The Balkans became Balkan-ier.

And the Portuguese... Uh, they existed.

Written on a phone.

I don't check my work. (It drains my motivation)

About my writing style: Why yes, I enjoy the mass assault doctrine. How could you tell???

I'm creatively bankrupt and have been playing an unhealthy amount of Victoria III and Equestria at War, and after my 9th playthrough of genocidal Suntail and Funni black flag Russia, I had the brilliant idea of writing a fic with the premise of Victorian Europe tryna scramble up the continents of Equus, Griffonia and Zebrica during their kinda-Renaissance.

It is very niche, but this story is mostly for me. I had to make a part of my brain shut up and unfortunately, my lobotomist got arrested, so I gotta do this now.

Yay, I got featured.

The shitty title pic is mine.

Some hair-brained scheme by VOPS has seen a group of foreign reporters being invited to Vesalipolis for interviews with the Changelingian general staff, in an attempt to mend some of the PR fallout from the Olenian War. Coral Ridge, a journalist from Aris, has been paired off with Grand Admiral Lysander of the Kriegsmarine for an interview. This can only go well.

A fun little non-serious story, written with the help of the amazing Eltirion! Please go check him out for more stories set in the Equestria at War alt. universe, or just MLP in general.

Silverstream sorts through old pictures of herself. Gallus proceeds to be cute.

Winner of the 2023 Quills and Sofas Trans Speedwriting Contest.

''Throughout the years, few voices within Aris have proven to be as persistent as Coral Ridge's. During the tumultuous times of the late 1000s and early 1010s his was a voice of reason amidst the chaos that took Aris by storm, and it can be stated without question that him and his writings were very impactful on Arisian society as a whole.'' ~ Princess Skystar, Eagle amidst the Hawks, 1048

Coral Ridge is a Seapony reporter and Head Writer for the Daily Fish, one of Aris' largest newspapers. Over the span of the years, five summer days have proven to be some of the most decisive days in his entire life. What happened on these days? Read and find out!

This story was written for the 2023 Equestria at War Writing Contest. It is not connected in continuity to any of my other fics.

Important: this takes place in the Equestria At War universe. Equestria At War is a mod for the grand strategy game Hearts of Iron IV, be sure to check out their Discord and Reddit if you're not familiar with it. They also have a group on this site: https://www.fimfiction.net/group/212917/equestria-at-war

Cover art: https://www.deviantart.com/joeyjazz/art/To-claim-the-dream-790679461 (1920x1536 version, resized by me)

In an island bunker hundreds of miles from Hippogriffia's mainland, the nation's finest scientists and high-ranking party members anxiously await the countdown for the world's first thermonuclear bomb. In-attendance are Posada, the eccentric Communist revolutionary and Head of State of Hippogriffia. Terrafin, Posada's trusted scientist and friend, as well as project lead and architect of Operation Sunset. And finally, Posada's main advisor and very close friend, former Princess Skystar.

Today is the culmination of Posada's dreams and visions. The ability to harness nuclear fusion as a weapon, and perhaps eventually, harness it as a power source for long expeditions to the stars. However taming the power of the stars is far from an easy task, and leads to something no one could have seen coming.

Warnings: Mentions of suicide, depictions of injuries and blood, and implicit sexual content mentioned once.

Playing through Posada's full path in Equestra at War is recommended (because it's amazing) but not at all required. It just gives you more context on the universe and characters.

Posada was on top of the world.
The peaceful revolution of Hippogriffia was successful, Queen Novo abdicated. The former crown princess of Hippogriffia, Skystar, her cousin Silverstream, as well as Posada´s old reactionary friend Crack Lightning, joined the Revolutionary Workers Party and with her reforms starting to bear fruit, the World Revolution seemed closer than ever.

But soon after, at an official council meeting, comrade Hard Line proposed something questionable, to find and end the former Queen, ending the bourgeoisie and any risk of a possible counter-revolution. The majority of the council protested and a rift in the party seemed to have fromed. Tricking Hard Line into quoting the fascist Beakolini, Posada quickly shut down his proposal and humiliated her overzealous comrade, before warning him, that this rhetoric wont be allowed on the council.

Initially proud of her actions, days later doubts have started creeping into her mind. Was she too lenient on her former enemies? Was Hard Line correct to be cautious? Was her humiliation of him justified or the right thing to do to a friend and comrade? Full of doubt, Posada starts to question the stability and purity of the Party, as well as Hard Line´s place in it. Fearing that her revolutionary state will fall, like so many have before it due to infighting, Posada spends hours wasting away in her office. However a trusted friend may give Posada the courage and compassion to confront her doubts.

This Story takes place in the Equestria at war Universe, a mod for Hearts of Iron 4

The Cover Image is a combination of Posada´s and Hard Line´s Portraits created by the wonderful Artists: Neither (Posada) and cadillac-dynamite aka Egil (Hard Line).

This story is more of less the product of my criticism of how Hard Line and Starry Eyes have a very minor role in Posada´s path and and their unclear relationship with Posada.
Its better explained here:Her One Weakness : equestriaatwar (reddit.com)

The goal of this story is to give a little bit more character to those two and to act as an inconsequential filler arc.

I am not the creator or writer of these characters in the Equestria at war mod, so i will probably mischaracterize them.

Nonetheless I hope you enjoy my story and criticizes it fairly.

A fell power has risen on Equus, and many refugees have fled its clutches across the ocean to Aris, which now stands as the last beacon of Harmony in a world beset by war. Amidst this chaos, a reporter comes to the Royal Palace in Mount Aris to meet one of these exiles, and tell her story to the world.

You can see this as a sequel to Turning Over A New Loaf, since it takes place in the same timeline, but these stories can be read separately.

Important: this takes place in the Equestria At War universe. Equestria At War is a mod for the grand strategy game Hearts of Iron IV, be sure to check out their Discord and Reddit if you're not familiar with it. They also have a group on this site: https://www.fimfiction.net/group/212917/equestria-at-war

Cover art: https://derpibooru.org/images/2979193 (resized and cropped)

Far from home, small-time journalist Cauliflower Shrew has made it to the cradle of endless death that is the former Arisian League, itself the bloated corpse of what was once Hippogriffia, to report on the violent embers of its civil war. With the services of infamous griffon gun-runner Gerwin, she has all her bases covered for this trip.

But it's not just the news she's been sent here for. She's been given a solution with which to end the bloodshed.

And that gun-running griff may be the key.

In this alternate version of MLP a majority of magic had been drained resulting in the collapse of pony society and ponies forming herds to survive out in the lands outside the now collapsed Canterlot and Ponyville. Among these herds is one made of Twilight Sparkle, CMCs, Rainbow Dash, Applejack and Fluttershy others being added later on.

Finding 3 dragon eggs in the wild the herd see this as an opportunity to possibly raise an new generation of friendly dragons. Unfortunately for them a species called the seaponies/hippogriffs want them which results in battle between them.

Based on Angry Birds Classic

Following the banishment of Nightmare Moon, Equestria as a nation was thrown into turmoil, never to recover.

It collapsed completely not long thereafter.

Now, a thousand years later, it'll be up to the inhabitants that have taken its place to finish what it could not.

Honorable mention in the Choices: A Species Change Contest.

Featured 11/27/2022