After graduating college, Maya was eager to start her social work career helping disadvantaged youth, but got pulled into the whimsical pony world of Equestria while dressed as Posey Bloom for Halloween. Though now an earth pony herself, she finds purpose using her counseling talents to mentor the Mane 6 ponies. Maya's traumatic childhood left her craving friendship and wonder, which she just might find in this colorful new home.

Spoiler/Warning tags: Human to pony(fairly immediate)

To say that life is simple for Berry Punch, regular of the pubs and bars of Ponyville, would be understating her routine. Go to work; deal with mental anguish at the hooves of unrelenting mares, stallions, or whoever, who thought they could push around managers and service workers; then go to one of her favorite establishments to forget the day. The Hearth's Warming season is no different, and in fact, brings more reason to end each evening in a mental fog. Who can have an enjoyable time while they live alone and rarely meet with anyone during the holidays?

However, at some point, everypony needs a little help to get out of a rut, and after a particularly difficult day, she might finally have the pony to help nudge her on the right path. Somepony just as broken as her. Just with a little magic inside her.

This epic has been written for Winter_Solstice for Jinglemas 2023.

Once again, an infinite thanks to Everfree Pony for editing this. Cover art by slushpony.

There appears to be a giant teapot in front of Twilight's castle.

There appears to be a Great and Powerful Trixie in front of Twilight's castle.

These two things might be connected.

Celestia and Luna seem disappointed at Flurry Heart's birth, and Twilight wants to know why. The answer is... Probably not that surprising, but there is a solution!

Twilight just has a much better one.

Silly one shot, Flashlight pairing, and a surprise Big Macintosh ending. Merry Christmas/Happy Hearthswarming Eve!

Snails has a secret: a secret power only he can wield, a secret batch of knowledge only he can grasp, a whole secret world over which he rules as an absolute monarch.

Secret except, y'know, it's right there on his flanks. And I'm getting pretty sick and tired of it making that bean-brain act like a complete and total jackass!

No offense to any donkeys reading this...

An entry in Imposing Sovereigns IV, using the prompt Snails/Knowledge (Or Lack Thereof), this story received an Honorable Mention!

James is a human in Equestria, and it's time for his favorite holiday. The only problem is, nobody knows what Thanksgiving is, so it is up to him to save the day! Now, how does he make a fake turkey for ponies?

Warning: Contains randomness, wild goose chases, far too little coherence, and a plant based turkey that may or may not exist. You have been warned.

Anon is adamant that bananas are the best fruit in the universe. Applejack disagrees, for obvious reasons.

Fistfights ensue.

This happens more often than you'd think. It's all in good fun though.

To the north, Queen Chrysalis' empire grows strong with conquest, industry, and fearsome new weapons.

To the south, Equestria sleeps.

But not Miss Harshwhinny. She is not a soldier, owns no factories, did not even know what a tank was before seeing a picture. She can learn, though, and she can see what is coming. And as the day of invasion draws near, she races against time to build for Equestria a weapon with a fighting chance.

(An Equestria at War fic.)

Now with a dramatic reading by Skijaramaz!

Chinese translation here!: https://fimtale.com/t/67031

It's just not fair. He was the only one who truly understood the threat of the other species, the stallion who mobilized Maretime Bay in the battle for ultimate victory, and what did it get him? A criminal record and community service. And now the unicorns and pegasi are just moving around HIS city like they own the place and that's totally unfair. His mother should own the place (through having sold more anti-them stuff) and once she'd stepped aside? It would be Sprout time!

But nopony recognizes how vital he is. They expect him to pick up litter and worse, to do it before Hitch. They don't understand that ponies are meant to be afraid. All the time. Then somepony can be in charge. Like him. (Again.) And if they're not going to be terrified of wings and horns...

...what's an 'Ursa'?

Doesn't matter. He'll just go find out the Sprout way. By WINNING.

(Now with author Patreon and Ko-Fi pages.)

Cover art from a mark capture by SproutHooves.

Sweet Biscuit may or may not have a slight cookie addiction. She also may or may not break into Anon’s house to steal his cookie jar. Again. Or maybe it’s just because she misses him.

Either way, they're happy enough to see each other again.

... Though that doesn't mean Anon won't lose a sweet or two in the process.

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