Blackjack, grappling with loneliness, finds it unbearable to spend more than six hours apart from you. She bombards you with continuous calls, desperate to maintain a connection while you're engrossed in time with your friends. In response to her longing for affection and companionship, you choose to visit Blackjack's mansion, offering her the solace she craves.

This Blackjack has no relation to the one in Project Horizons, this Blackjack is the realistic and complex version that I made of her that appears in Mona Lisa Overdrive
(I mean, she acts like a real-life person with some of her personality traits)
This is a Spin-off series that I came up with, where you will have dates with my characters and others.

Picture, if you will, the most mundane of existences that could ever be imagined on our planet. What you just thought up was probably very much like my own, happy, regular, uninteresting-in-every-possible-way life. Simply mix in a healthy dose of 'staying away from women or romance of any kind at all costs' and you've got it down pat.

Well, that didn't last long.

I guess all that boring-ness was saved up in some cosmic karma pool or something, because I've suddenly woken up in a strange pony land where everything's flip-flopped and I'm treated like a helpless child. And all with a new body, to boot!

Joy of all joys.

Hi, my name's Heath. Here's my story.

RGRE

This narrative is essentially the culmination of everything I've wanted to see happen in similarly-themed stories but never did. It is my belief that perhaps the best reason for writing a story is that you really want to read one that has not yet been written. That was certainly the case for Libero.

In any case, I won't spoil too much, but the purposeful lack of Comedy, Human, or Slice Of Life tags should be indication enough that this fic will not be following the path of its predecessors.

Updates will likely be very sparse, as that's just the kind of writer I am.

This story is a sequel to Ponies: The Friendship

She was in the gig economy. She was also a little pony. Her people needed her, inspired to motion and action. That meant her life was getting a lot busier on the pony side of things. Her human life proved to be... understanding, or so she hoped.

Done for a patron, with a planned two updates a month!

A princess and her nine companions are picked off one-by-one after stumbling into the hunting grounds of an ancient evil, in a mysterious forest of monsters. 

This story is a sequel to Incarnate

While crafting a universe, things are bound to slip through the cracks. Conversations and happenings that occur 'off screen' as one might say. This will be where those side conversations find the light.

Will update periodically as ideas take form. Most chapters will (hopefully) also include art pieces.

It is not necessary to have read Incarnate and its sequels to enjoy, but it would help tremendously since the timeline will likely jump about instead of just chronological order.

Tags and Rating may change as chapters are updated.

Somehow, I've always known.

Cover artwork courtesy of Cloud-Drawings on DeviantArt.

My entry for the Dialogue-Only Contest!

Sometimes you just need a friend to lean on. And sometimes, they need to lean on you.

Cover done by IrradiatedPirateBooty.

Thanks to PseudoBob Delightus for proofreading.

Thanks to Scriblits Talo for pre-reading.

The San Francisco Police Department never called Adrian Monk for the easy cases. And this was one of the weirdest.

A top scientist had been found dead...at least, the part they found. He had been found lying with half of his body inside what appeared to be some sort of portal...and the other half? No one knew. Foul play was not suspected until it was revealed that his assistant was also missing, along with a device that could have dire implications for the Multiverse...

Cover art by the talented IrradiatedPirateBooty! I highly recommend their work!

Marble Pie remembered how the war began, how the three pony tribes were divided because of the slow disappearance of magic, and how the other creatures picked sides in the war. However, all she cares about is her missing sister, Pinkie Pie.

He was there a millennia ago.

He awoke from a spell that had cast upon him during his encounter with a beast, now slain long after he had been victim to its fury.

A spell which had propelled himself towards the writhing chasms of time memorial. He, suspended and frozen.

Forced to watch his proud country collapsed and overgrown. He was there when Sister Moon was banished. He was there when all left for Canterlot. He watched as the surrounding withered among roots and crumbling stones.

Now He is forced to meet his peers descendants, and his returned Diarchy once more.