When a million other realities are just a magic mirror away, Twilight does have to wonder what makes her own so special.
Found 38 stories in 30ms
Total Words: 186,562
Estimated Reading: 12 hours
When a million other realities are just a magic mirror away, Twilight does have to wonder what makes her own so special.
Her Royal Highness, Princess Luna, is trying to catch up on lost sleep. She deserves it, after all the hard work she's put in to keep the city of Canterlot safe. Now she can turn the lights down, slip into bed, and finally get some rest.
If only Canterlot weren't under attack by the endless swarms of the Changeling army...
Twilight Sparkle just loves the new dress Rarity gave her for her birthday. So much so, in fact, that she's got to get her groove-thing on. She has to... dance.
Naturally, this leads to horrifying consequences. Including, but not limited to: winding up in the dance-future, rescuing a dance-topian society from its evil dancerlord, and dancing with the power of friendship.
These are the results of the Fimfiction Writes Ponies! project, in which almost a hundred users were allowed editing access to a single Google document, with the final goal of writing a coherent story about colorful ponies.
This... is their story. It is the tale of Mecha-Trixie. It is the tale of Lord Apep, who ate the sun. It is the tale of the shattered multiverse, the permeable boundaries of which may cause the end of all Equestria. Rarity may or may not be eaten by a ghost-shark at the end of things. It is enormous. It cannot be described in mere words. Read it.
Go forth, my friends, and know that this is what Fimfiction has wrought.
If you want to see the original thing in its unvarnished glory, feel free to check out the Google doc, locked for editing but now open to public viewing.
Pinkie's run out of helium for her balloons, and she won't be able to get any more for two whole weeks—which is practically forever. Thankfully, though, she's found one last balloon to hold onto, and if she can help it, she'll never it let it go.
Written for April Fools' Day, because everyone loves a good prank—including and especially Pinkie Pie.
This story is a sequel to A Twilight Sparkle Story
The story of Twilight Sparkle and her harrowing journey to Fluttershy's cottage, as narrated by the extraordinarily clever and handsome Discord.
Raising the sun isn't an easy job. Celestia knows that better than anypony. It requires vision and creativity, and she can only do her best work when the inspiration strikes her.
But, as is true with all good art, nobody else cares about that.
Celestia pays Twilight and her friends a visit.
It has been a very long time since she saw them last.
In the beginning, the world was void and without form—and boring as well, since nothing lived on it and there wasn't all that much to do. For a long time the new world lay dark.
Then Celestia chose to walk it alone, and at last there was light.