Equestria is at war and the world around it on fire. Everypony has been efected by the war. Even the young and the innocent aren't safe from the horrors of war. This is the story of those who fought in that war. And in some cases those who died defending what they believed in.

We all have our scars, some more than others. Shining Armor has many, and must learn how to deal with them or else they will eat him alive.

I'd do just about anything to help my faithful assistant and dearest friend with his problems, but this time I may be out of my depth. Something's wrong with Spike... very wrong, and I'm not sure I can fix it on my own. I don't know what's going on, but I'm worried about him. Some of the things he's been saying lately... they scare me.

I'm afraid for him... and I think I might be afraid of him.

Partially mirrored from The NP FanFiction Archive.

Half of all life in Equestria has vanished.

One year later, Twilight has finally discovered where she believes the source of the devastation can be found: the other side of the galaxy. So, as a last-ditch effort to understand the tragedy, Twilight, and her last remaining friends, go on a quest into deep space to answer one question: Why?

A crossover with the Marvel Cinematic Universe.

The setting, as well as most of the characters and original concepts, are the property of either Marvel Studios or Hasbro.

Cover image created with the help of PurpleSmartAI.

[CC BY-NC-SA] Twilight's Endgame is licensed under a Creative Commons Attribution-NonCommercial-ShareAlike 4.0 International License.

Sunset Shimmer has lost her wife, and with her, direction in life. Luckily Rarity is the type of woman who anticipates these sorts of things. All Sunset has to do is follow directions, and everything should work out just fine.

An entry for the annual Orofic contest!

Special thanks to ara for the cover art!

This story is a sequel to My How the Seasons Go By...

For four long years, Marble had waited for Sunset to come home as she risked life and limb to save the home she loved. Now she's back, and for the most part, she hasn't lost any limbs. But is she really the same Sunset from before? Will Marble be able to cope with the next set of trials? Will Marble be able to comprehend and help this New Sunset? Or will she feel helplessness as Sunset becomes less and less familiar to her?

They say you can take the mare from Equestria, but you can never take Equestria from the Mare.

A post war story, with references to PTSD, so be warned. Written for the Sunset Shipping Contest: Endings.

A few weeks before her college graduation, Sunset Shimmer attends Twilight Sparkle's funeral. She'd rather be anywhere else but here. She'd rather think about anything but what role she played—or didn't play—in her girlfriend's premature death.

We don't always get what we want, though. After the last several months, Sunset knows that better than anyone.

Winner of Oroboro's "Sunset Shipping Contest: Endings." Rated T for language, not-exclusively-adult themes, and brief tobacco use.

This story is a sequel to My Past is Not Tonight, Either

Derpy is that one relentlessly happy person who never lets anything get her down. That’s one of the things Sunset most loves her for.

But lately, Derpy doesn’t look happy.

An entry in oroboro’s Sunset Shipping Contests: Endings.

Featured on Equestria Daily.

A princess from a magical land, with fiery hair, ruby lips and eyes that could melt stone. Rarity's diary reads like a fairytale. But something we tend to forget as we grow is how rarely fairytales end happily.

An entry for the third and final Sunset Shipping Contest.

Preread by forbloodysummer and Wanderer D.

Many years after the Elements of Harmony found new patrons and many Equestria's sworn adversaries have been vanquished, somepony in the Great Unknown rises from what could have been death itself. Left in a cold world he doesn't understand, this pony is required to find refuge at the last bastion of an old society, and to stand against the threat that seeks to smother the last kindling flame of hope.