Sunny and her friends discover an abandoned tower. Exploring it should be fun, right? A nice adventure for a bunch of ponies. Who knows what will be inside.

Who knows who will return alive.

This was originally abandoned after being started (a few months before the release of MYM ch 2 at latest). But I found it and felt it deserved a chance, even if it’s a bit cheesy. But since this was made so early in G5’s time, little no stuff from either series or comics will be present.

A pilot for an Idea I might or might not get back to.
Let me know if ya really want more.
 In the frozen north there is little separating life from death, however there are things that are far worse than death.

A lone wonderer finds an Alicorn, alone, injured in the snow.

Ponies have reported the murder of two pets and of a wounded pony relating to The Elements of Harmony. Residents of Ponyville have reported sightings of ponies screaming and crying right outside of Princess Twilight Sparkle's home. So Princess Celestia herself sent me to investigate and interview ponies of the crime scene. What really happened? Is the Princess alright?

Written for the 2024 wonderbolts site-wide contest

A story of loss, of love, of betrayal? Who knows?
History is vague and unforgiving.

Rainbow dash and Twilight dwell over ancient manuscripts trying to uncover the secrets of Princess Celestia's favorite Wonderbolt maneuver.

I must apologize, at some point I managed to accidentally unpublish this story, gladly I was able to catch the err before the end of the month, the submission deadline for the contest.

Every full moon, Scootaloo’s mother is left with no choice but to chain her own daughter up. If she were to be free then there would be untold carnage.

Bright Comet and Icestar are two young brothers, their parents a miller and a basketweaver they live a peaceful life in their home of Svarpils, hidden somewhere in the Forests and Plains of Vartai, right on a small tributary of the Griffking. They had always protected each other, with Icestar being the older of the two. He was soon to begin taking on more responsability in his fathers craft and learn it, but for now he was still content and able to play with his brother in the forests and fields of Svarpils.

But the world had changed around their idyllic home, and soon they would find out how much it did when death and tragedy struck their village.

Written as a One-Shot for the Ponies at War writing competition.

Caring for an Alicorn can be hard. Especially when you’re in an alien hive, you’re a xenomorph that chewed its way out of said Alicorn’s chest a few weeks ago, and the Alicorn you’re trying to care for, A.K.A. Twilight Sparkle, is convinced you do not have her best interests at heart, despite all your attempts to prove otherwise.

MLP:FiM/Alien Quadrilogy crossover. Gore tag is for implied incidents in the past. Nothing graphic actually occurs during the events of the fic.

How would you react if you had to stick a fork in your father's ass to save your mother? I don't think you would hesitate much.

Wait, wait, I hear your voice. This is a stupid question, why would such a situation ever happen?

Well, I think whether you do it or not, your childhood would end there.
I did it, but with that, too, a wave of escape and struggle became the cause of my early childhood.

I almost didn't have a childhood, but now I'm here like a little colt, in the other world, or somewhere in cancer. I have to learn to thrive here, and who knows, maybe I can finally have a "normal" childhood.

I wonder if they will accept me as I am, since autistic people are always looked down upon, do I have a chance here? hehe what a stupid question in retrospect... oh oops no spoilers

Thanks dad, that shot was the best gift.
How ironic that other people consider PS or a car the best gift, and I consider a piece of hot olm.

Important! The story makes references to Hungarian and Soviet (Russian) folk tales, and some stories may be inspired by them. If you come across a title you don't recognize, such as "Vuk," please check the author's note at the end of the chapter, where a mostly English summary about the cultural stories will be attached.

The main character is a representation of myself, and intentionally, I leave disabilities, so the character is half-blind and extremely hyperactive (not like Pinkie Pie, but more like Socutalu level).

This story is a sequel to The Stereotypical Necromancer

The moon is still there, yet She is gone.

The sun hangs high in the sky; charred bodies lay piled beneath it.

Whispers cling to my hooves, pleading that I may yet somehow save us all.

But I am no hero. I am no great spellcaster that may move Equus to smother the Sun.

I am only a coward, and all I have is all that I know.

Maybe that is a kind of salvation.

Hiya! It's me! That... er... you know, that guy who... I think he wrote about ponies or something?

Anyways, today's the three-year anniversary of The Stereotypical Necromancer—everybody party—but to be honest, I didn't prepare anything in advance for this year. Suffice to say, I've been having a pretty bad series of days as of late.

So I took a look through my big folder of writing stuff for anything I could half-heartedly throw into the internetspace to celebrate, and my focus happened to land on an in-universe book I wrote for the future!

Problem is, this book spoils a lot of really cool plot details I intended on introducing way later on. What you're currently looking at is a small portion of the book that I went through and cherry-picked for neat stuff that wouldn't completely blow out any sense of narrative tension from the main story.

There's still some very intriguing things to be found within these short few pages, though. It's a day of celebration, after all!

A'course, if you don't want to spoil anything about Dark Magic, then you can feel free to ignore this for the time being. Sometime probably very far into the future, I'm going to make this book in its entirety available to the public. When that happens, it'll lose the Anniversary suffix, and the missing chapters in-between will be slotted in. I'll also probably erase this whole AN—or maybe I'll just shift it down and mark it as old.

Either way and regardless of anything I just said, happy birthday TSN!

also, fimfiction absolutely hates the cover art for whatever reason, so here is the high quality version

I have to go lie down now TvT

The tale of an individual and their journey into insanity as they uncover parts of themselves that they once never knew existed.

AUTHORS NOTE: This project is still in the works, I was going to wait until the story was finished to release the full thing but many wanted to atleast see the progress.