The stranger lives here now. I wish he'd go away.

An entry for the Thousand Words contest. Stop screaming. This is serious.

When some birds are born
Their mothers throw them from the sides of the nest
And tell them to fly.

An entry for the Thousand Words contest. Stop being weird. This is serious.

When their cart breaks down at the market, Applejack begins to suspect that something may be wrong in Roseluck's household. An entry for the thousand words contest. Stop crying this is serious. CW: implied abuse.

Twilight quickly learns that of all her talents, artistic expression is absolutely not one of them. An entry for the Thousand Words contest. Stop kissing, this is serious.

Applejack experiences one of the most uncomfortable meals of her life. And it's not because Big Mac is putting salt on his pancakes, surprisingly.

This is an entry for the Thousand Words Contest. Stop laughing. This is serious.

The Orb of Almost only deals in false possibilities. Its prophecies tell the tales of missed opportunities, and of chances passed and ships that sailed. Flurry Heart thinks that's bullshit, and she's determined to prove it.

A collaboration with Shaslan, written as part of the Quills and Sofas Duos 3 Contest.

Rarity and Twilight want to dance. Rainbow wishes they wouldn't.

Originally written as a birthday gift for Wish nearly two years ago.

Cozy Glow hates working in this stupid coffee shop, but she hates one particular recurring customer just as much. Even if that mare is the one who got her this job in the first place.

A comission for the one and only Shaslan! Want a comm? Please read this!

Art was done by the very lovely Cereal!

Every winter, Nurse Redheart leaves behind the sterile rooms of Ponyville General to join in a celebrated tradition: dogsled racing to the Northernmost-point of Equestria. Forming the infamous team Redjacks with her girlfriend Roseluck,  Redheart aims to settle the score with rival Lone Raider in this year’s contest: the catch is that with one sick dog, she’ll have to settle for an untrained, unproven replacement. 

A fic exchange gift for Azure Notion as a part of the Enchanted Library server's secret Santa! Cover art by Snow Quill!

Years later, I watched a shooting star pass over the place where we used to live, stars blinking in and out like distant, tiny lights. What were the chances?

“What are the chances?”

“Chances of what?”

“That I’d fall for you.”

An entry for the third mxm shipping contest.