The great war is over. Millions have perished on the fields on both sides but finally the changeling have imposed their hegemony to all on the continent. From the frozen north to the burning south, from the deepest jungles to the highest mountains, all is now under the mighty hoof of queen Chrysalis. But the occupation is far from an easy task. After a decade of desperately trying to pacify their conquered land, the changeling are still unable to destroy the resistance movements that have appeared on every corners of equus. Few are the creatures satisfied with the current state of things and silently but surely the idea of change as started to grow in many minds.

One of those mind is a changeling entrepreneur, Schach Spiel. He is far from blind to the failures of his race and quickly started to imagine new ways for this world. Through the years he created himself a massive web of spies and contacts throughout the hegemony. In the shadow of the changelingia, his conspiracy has taken roots in the mind of many and many creatures. When the time will be right this conspiracy will be the one rising. All he need is spark to ignite the powderkeg and bring light back to Equus.

Written for the 2023 Equestria at War writing contest : https://www.fimfiction.net/group/212917/folder/80227/2023-contest-folder%3E

The Great War that ravaged the countryside between Equestria and the Changeling Hegemony resulted in the fall of ponykind. The changeling banner now flies over all of Equus, and its pony population have become second class citizens in their own land while the changelings harvest them for love. The evil Queen Chrysalis rules over the newly proclaimed Greater Changelingia with an iron hoof, declaring an age of Pax Chrysalia. To the ponies of Equestria, hope for freedom seems like a distant dream. But even in these dire circumstances, Harmony endures.

This is the story of Nyceris, a changeling garrison officer stationed in Manehatten, and Orchid, an earthpony barista who is just trying to survive in the new order, as they struggle to mend the barrier between pony and changeling in a world becoming increasingly divided.

This fic is set in the world of Equestria at War, a mod for the game Hearts of Iron IV.

Over the years the occasional bit of inspiration strikes, and I decided to put them all in one place rather than all over gdocs and my computer's documents. Generally, no chapter is related to any others, and they're intended to stand on their own.
I should put some of those greentext-esque stories into a more readable format, too. Eventually, the procrastinator said.

The Confederation of Changeling Hives was always a house of cards, reinforced with steel yes, but made of cards. Queen Vesali Chrysalis always knew that any compromise with the other queens would be like that, which is why she had to prove herself to all her subjects and peers. And what better way to do that than to invade their ancient enemy of Equestria.

In the standard Equestria at War timeline, this ended unfortunately, with such a defeat costing thousands of changeling lives and destabilising the hives for several years. Thankfully(?) in that story, Chrysalis returned safe and sound - if bitter - to her homeland, and through her leadership, the Confederation held together.

This is not that story.

Months after a disastrous invasion against Equestria, everything is beginning to boil over. Chrysalis, Queen Vesali and One Queen of the Confederation, is currently… no longer able to fulfil her duties. Her government fell and has been replaced with a military junta. Now, Hivesregent Cimex of Gardis rules Vesalipolis. For reasons no one could guess, he has declared the felling of the royal Vesali line and announced the creation of a presidential republic to eventually take over the reigns of Vesalipolis.

However, many are skeptical, many are angry, many are scared. Factions are forming in opposition to Cimex and his plans: Stallionists led by Gold Muffin seeking a continental revolution are surging in popularity without the Queen’s Authority; a splinter group of militarists following former Hivesmarschall Synovial Vesali are actively opposing any moves away from the stability of the millennia-old changeling autocracy; and the Queen’s Guard remains under siege in the heart of the city, standing in defiance of Cimex’s republic.

As tensions mount, the city’s coke stores are being emptied, and the winter refuses to leave, Pharynx Amartus is left feeling betrayed by the inaction of his superiors. For him, it is finally time to stop sitting around, and start solving problems - even if the solutions require smokeless powder.

“The city must not fall.”

- Frostpunk 2

The worldbuilding is based on Equestria at War. Supplementary changeling worldbuilding comes from Steel and Chitin, a project by me and another person to flesh out the EaW changelings. This takes place in my alternate timeline, Smoky Skies, which asks the question no one has asked before: what if the Cutie Re-Mark, but with a touch* of Rozalskian technology.

The aging Eros used to be the Archon of the Church of Boreas, Regent of the Griffonian Empire, bent on uniting Griffonia under the Imperial banner.

No more. Not after the undead devoured the world, led by the Queen of Bones, a unicorn named Rosa Maledicta. Her goal: to annihilate all life and usher in an eternity of death. She has almost won, for the souls that yet live are a dwindling, single-digit few.

Armed with nothing but holy water and holy bread, this lonely griffon of holy robes thus seeks out Rosa in the wasteland that is the north.

It is the morning of a bright summer day and a griffon is cooking breakfast in his quaint house out in the woods. Outside, he can hear the sweet singing of the small birds and the sounds of the forests as well as the faint humming of a griffoness waiting in the living room. But for him the loudest sound that day, among all, is the thumping of his own heart beating against his chest...

Yes, this has two endings. Takes place in the Equestria at War universe but prior knowledge isn't really required.

When the Great War ended, Equestria was crushed. Harmony was well and truly broken, Changelings had fought for every inch of Equs, a continent they now owned with no rivals. But the stories of the Great War have remained untold, with a lul in global events, beings are now starting to ask exactly what happened.

Sent from Longsword by Grover the VI himself, I have interviewed those who fought and suffered in the war, in a vain attempt to set down the first piece if a global effort to uncover the mysteries of the Unsung War.

(Set in the Equestria at war Universe)

It is the eleventh century and world is at war with faction's across vying with one another in conflict, for dominance, ideology, greed or want. It is a time of ruin, of tragedy, and the forging of the world's fate to come in blood and iron. All the while Equestria faces its darkest hour as it is set to be nearly annihilated by the changeling menace. The rallying cry to defend one's country for home and hearts has been sounded and the few that can are called up to fight, whether they are willing to or not.
It is also during this time that Zephyr Breeze, the younger brother of Fluttershy, has decided to run away from the conflict to anywhere he can. Where? —Anywhere that isn’t going to get him killed or forced into being a soldier of course.
So armed with nothing more than the clothes on his back, a suitcase, the emergency funds he acquired during his many depression naps following an incident he refuses to talk about, and a dubious magical blessing along with a compass from Discord, he embarks on his journey to get to someplace safe smuggling himself on a ship bound for The Draconic Isles. Hopefully nothing will go wrong, but with a tendency towards curiosity and a willingness to push past social boundaries something will surely will come out of the first stop on his trip, The Isles.
Art by: @SOUPERiORart, and original concept of art made by Sleepydraw
Lightly proofreaded'd by my good friend Detailaz and my other friends in the MLP community and not, thank you for the help! (Special mention to Buckweiser and Sleepydraw for helping me!)

Equestria lost The Great War with the Changeling Hives, and subsequently its independence. Many ponies continued fighting the occupying forces for the next two years, but none more so than the founding mothers of the Equestrian Liberation Front- Startlight Glimmer and Trixie Lulamoon.

Without their leadership, there wouldn't be a free Equestria to celebrate. Fighting was the easy part, but the peace after...

Luckily, there will be another war. There always is.

Written for the Equestria at War 2020 contest

In wartime Equestria, Burnt Toast runs his humble café, far far away from the war. One morning however, it comes into his shop with one of his regulars