Rarity’s eyes were shut, and the velvety darkness behind her eyelids was soft and comforting as Opalescent’s fur. The only sound was the crackling of the logs on the fire, and the only sensation the delicious rise and fall of her marefriend’s ribcage.

A Quillmas gift for AshleyNoble.

You stand at the water's edge. Feeling the waves sucking at your feet. You think of her. When do you not? With her wings and her spiral horn. Her crown and her kingdom. She is everything you aren’t.

Principal Celestia muses on what it must be like to be a princess.
TW for dark thoughts and a suicide attempt. Other than that it doesnt really need the T rating.

His school is running low on funds, and Chancellor Neighsay is in a bind. A certain silver-tongued, silver-maned stallion claims to have the answer.

Written for the M/M contest.

Applejack loves Rainbow Dash. She does. Or...she did. Maybe sometimes love just isn't enough.

An exploration of what might happen a little further down the road in AJ and RD's relationship. Don't get me wrong, I'm a firm AppleDash shipper, but I do sometimes wonder how well they would work out. They would both certainly have a lot of learning and growing to do.

Written in September for the QnS poetry slam contest, with the prompt ‘a mans a man for a’ that’ by robert burns. Won joint first.

“Life eternal,” whispered the stallion. “Beauty unchanging. Just for you, Lady Fleur. Just for you.”

Fleur de Lis plucked the bottle from his hoof — using her magic, of course, lest his ugliness somehow sully the delicate white of her coat — and she downed it in one.

Winner of the QnS ‘Power of Three’ speedwrite.

Also an entry for Nailah's spook contest.

Twilight Velvet is weighed down with expectations. She is expected to marry, to provide her family with an heir. But Twilight Velvet wants more than motherhood. She wants more.

An entry for the ancestral contest.

She’s here. The demigod. I can taste her. The air is thick with the scent of marigolds. The scent of death. “Where are you, Princess?” I call, and the point of my rapier scrapes along the ground. “I’ve been looking for you.”

My entry for the third Cozy Glow contest, with the prompt 'Flurry Heart and Cozy Glow develop a strong friendship that turns into something more'. A twisted romance between a goddess and the killer who loves her.
TW: Blood, violence.

Thanks to Snow for vibe checks, the title, and proof reading.

This story is a sequel to The Empress and the Goose-Girl

Rarity is beautiful, elegant, talented. She has to be, to survive as Seneschal to her Dark Majesty. But now a newcomer arrives at the court of the Empress Nightmare Moon, and she threatens to unsettle everything Rarity has worked so hard to build.

Technically a sequel to The Empress and the Goose Girl, but works fine as a standalone if you don't want to read that. TW for some violence and blood, but it's not massively graphic. Written as a gift for the lovely Zontan, as part of an anthology.

Fluttershy lives a peaceful life with her geese, taking them every night to graze in the meadows above the palace, hurrying home before the forbidden sun rises. She tries not to look at the statues of the fallen princess with her sun cutie mark, broken and half-buried in the undergrowth. She tries not to look at the Midnight Spire as it rises before her, dark and terrible.

Trigger Warning: and please take these seriously, as this story gets dark - blood, injury, violence, elements of abusive relationships, and even some slight suggestions of non-consent. These aren't used gratuitously and are treated with the appropriate horror by the main character. Please do not read if any of this will be triggering to you. This is an exploration of what the Nightmare Moon AU would be like for poor Fluttershy, and is correspondingly dark.

This story is the first of four. The second is The Sorcerer and the Seneschal, with the others coming soon.

This was originally written as a christmas present for Zontan and if you like the tone of it I suggest you read his Shadow Within.

It is a terrible thing, to lose the pony you love. Lightning Dust has been alone since Fiddlesticks died, and she can no longer conceive of any other way to be.

A tale of grief and recovery.

This is a standalone story, but does take place in the universe of Auntie Tia's Matchmaking Service.