"I wonder whether the history of us is already written in the love we’ll make. And whether I might be the only pony who can read it.”

Winning entry into the Colourful Characters Contest focusing on Princess Cadance for the Quills and Sofas Speedwriting Group.
Originally written in 75 minutes, this version has received some refinement. Special thanks to all who read in the contest and particularly Shaslan, Red, Snow Quill and AFanaticRabbit for their editing notes.

Despair can swallow you up. Cranky Doodle wants to get better, but he doesn't know how.

Entry for the dialogue contest.

Rated T for attempted suicide, discussion of suicide, and psych wards, but with a happy ending!

Everyone always asked Tank where he was going.

He never knew how to answer them. How could one say that when time eroded everything else away, there became less and less meaning in a purpose.

All he knew is that the time passed him by, the more he always seemed to be leaving.

That's when Philomena showed up.

Written for the third Quills and Sofas Expanding Universe contest. A sequel to Novelle Tale's Growing Together .

Art by Shaslan!

What happens to ponies when they die? Do they go to a good place? A bad one? Somewhere in between? Twilight hasn't been sure, but now that she's here... Well, she frankly still isn't sure.

Written for the Quills and Sofas "Coffee Shop AU" speedwriting contest. Published at the behest of Zontan. The author bears no ill will to any of the mentioned franchises and asserts they were merely the easiest ones to make horse puns out of.

This story is a sequel to Tomorrow Was Beautiful

Tomorrow terrified her, because she had no way of knowing what was going to happen.

But if Tinker was able to overcome that, maybe she could stop worrying.

She'd do anything to make that happen.

This is a sequel to my friend Flashgen's story, Tomorrow Was Beautiful and was submitted for, and eventually won, the Quills and Sofas Speedwriting Group's 3rd Expanding Universes Contest.

It should be noted, though this is a spoiler, that this story also expands on my story Onkalo which was itself a sequel to another Flashgen fic, Pneuma. Going into the fic knowing this will spoil some of the content, but will make a couple of details clearer. That said the fic is very much understandable without this. The choice whether to go in blind or not is left to the reader.

My name was Sparkler. I was a pony with dreams and goals and ambitions. What am I now? A pebble rattles at the other end of the alley and my head jerks upright. Nothing visible. But then they never are, are they? Not until it’s too late.

This was written as part of the third Quills and Sofas Extended Universe contest, wherein we write sequels to each others stories. This is technically a sequel to a story titled The Hunt by Otter, but it's unpublished and honestly you don't need to read the prequel to enjoy this story. It's also something of a spiritual sequel or AU to this old story of mine, My Little Sister. It's definitely not the path I'd want Sparkler and Dinky's lives to take, but this is definitely my versions of those characters in a dark AU.

Rainbow Dash was beautiful, the most beautiful pony to be born in a century — and so her fate was sealed. Beauty must be sacrificed, and so Rainbow Dash must die.

Winner of the 2023 EFNW Iron Author Contest. I think I beat out about 40 other writers, and it was hugely exciting to win. Hope you enjoy the read!

Prompts were: vibrant vestigial, vexing volcano, verdant vegetable. Pretty insane for prompts, but Xepher had to pronounce all the Aztec words in my story so I think we're even.

Magister Twilight Sparkle, the most intelligent pony in Equestria, is also the most unspeakably bored. But a certain white-coated unicorn might be the perfect distraction.

“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.

Lying on the floor of the missing Princess's ransacked room is an otherwise-unremarkable diary. Most of the pages have been torn out or rendered unreadable by debris and spilled ink, but a few are still legible.