Life is good for Lyra and Bonbon but something is missing. Bonbon wants more, she wants a foal and Lyra is faced with how to give the love of her life what she wants.

The story continues with Curse of the Werepony

Twilight Sparkle: Wedding Planner. This goes about as well as one would expect.

Everypony has secrets. Dinky will soon reach the age of curiosity, and there is one question her mother can never answer honestly: Who is her father?

Ditzy can never tell her the truth. Not to deliberately withhold the information and leave her in the dark, but simply to protect her from the horrors of the past.

Cover art courtesy of Animalsss on DeviantArt.

CW: Mentions of Sexual Assault

Featured on Equestria Daily's Derpy Day Compilation 2024!

Sometimes, things don't go exactly to plan. Other times, you tick off the wrong planet alltogether.

A collection of short stories and snippets that show us what would've happened if the Equistriani Barrier had had the misfortune of appearing on the wrong Earth, crossing over with other media.

WARNING! A passing knowledge of the Conversion Bureau subsubgenre is necessary.

Remember: everything posted here is up for adoption. You like an idea? Give me a shout and I'll gladly hand it over, along with a basic plotline for what I'd planned.

14/01/2014: This fic's not in hiatus, it's passed on! This fic is no more! It has ceased to be! It's expired and gone to meet 'is maker! It's a stiff! Bereft of life, 'e rests in peace! If you hadn't kept commenting on it, it'be pushing up the daisies! It's creative processes are now 'istory! It's off the twig! It's kicked the bucket, it's shuffled off 'is mortal coil, run down the curtain and joined the bleedin' choir invisibile!!

THIS IS AN EX-FANFICTION!!

Eager to demonstrate that she's learning something about the magic of friendship, Trixie Lulamoon decides to help the nervous Fluttershy prepare for an upcoming concert. Not one to do things by half, Trixie arranges for Court Musician Octavia Philharmonica to personally come in and prepare Fluttershy for the show. Unfortunately, Fluttershy doesn't respond well to Octavia's demanding standards, and Octavia is quickly frustrated by Fluttershy's inclination to drop out and hide rather than perfect and present her music. Can Trixie salvage their relationship into something harmonious? Or will the concert be drowned out by cacophonous bickering? Lunaverse story.

The Changeling Invasion of Canterlot left many scarred and traumatized, and Lyra is one of them. Her therapist advises her to make a new friend, since Bon-Bon is often busy.

Things aren't as simple as they seem.

Lyn was a girl living Manhattan, her passion was playing the lyre. But, when Lyn got fired from her job working in the orchestra she felt that she had lost everything. She was forced to take a job in a local antique shop. Her work there was dull and empty, but one day she discovered a mirror in the back of the storage room. And as the girl moved the mirror across the store, she dropped it, falling into the mirror itself. She awoke in a small room with a locked door, discovering that she wasn't Lyn anymore, something was different, something odd, where were her hands?

I am aware the chapters run short, I just write short chapters, you're still getting the same content, just in small doses.

A sword appears in the middle of Ponyville, but who can pull it out?

These are the laws and regulations put into effect to try and stop the minty menace from spreading chaos the likes of Discord would be proud of. Lyra is a gifted researcher that may be just a little unhinged in her quest to find out about how the world works. She also may have a small itty bitty obsession about humans.

Due to overwhelming positive feedback, I will be writing short stories that explains why these laws were enacted. Stay tuned.

This is a companion story to Boopy Doopy's story The Human Incident. In general this was just a fun side project and could also be considered a companion story to my own fic Painful Reprieve.

Cover art by Maytee

They finally revealed themselves in the mid 21st century. After hundreds of years of clandestine observation and experimentation, they admitted defeat in their quest to prevent the genetic death of their race. Thus, they gave us their knowledge and technology in the hopes we could avoid their fate. But the gifts came with a responsibility: we had to assume their role in overseeing and protecting the various worlds they had taken under their wing, or in some cases, had outright created as experiments. Amongst these is, of course, Equis, the one experiment world with a full ecosystem complete with non-human sapient natives, and we can't exactly wear a body suit and expect to fit in.

And that is why I'm a mint-colored unicorn now, mom.

...No mom, I'm not joking. Why? The pay is good, I get to see a new world, help protect innocents from the meaner denizens of the place, that sort of thing. ...No, mom, I am not still upset that you didn't get me a car on my sixteenth birthday. I wasn't really upset in the first place, honestly. ...Should you really be asking that? ...Okay, if it'll get you to stop asking, yeah, everything works. Yes, even that. No, I have not tried it out! I don't even have fingers! Oh for the love of—just, just put dad on the line, okay? I've only got fifty seconds before my card runs out and I start paying full rate for interstellar calls. Lousy telecom companies.

-This story inspired and largely influenced by Project: Sunflower by Hoopy McGee, but it is a separate, unconnected story. No endorsement from said author is implied.

Rated Teen for occasional foul language, discussion of mature topics, and fighting scenes. Nothing graphic, however. This is a story in progress, and as such tags for characters and/or categories may be edited as future updates may warrant.