"It seems so distant, twenty-six miles away, restin' in the water serene.
I'd work for anyone, even the Navy, who would float me to my island dream."

Celestia and Luna enjoy the island life, in quiet solitude.

A submission for the Tropical Post-Apocalyptic Story Contest. Cheers and good luck to all entrants.

The RMS Queen Mary. At one time she was one of the most famous ocean liners in the world, being in service from 1936-1967, having carried 2,112,000 passengers over 3,792,227 miles, and serving in WW2 as a troopship, and even surviving nearly being capsized by a rogue wave in 1942. She'd seen so much during her career, but by 1967, passenger numbers were falling due to jet travel becoming widespread, operating costs were skyrocketing, and with heavy hearts, the Cunard Line announced that they were retiring the Queen Mary, but that her fate wouldn't be the scrapyard. Instead, she was going to be moored in the city of Long Beach, California as a hotel and floating museum. She left Southampton for the last time on October 31st, 1967, and reached Long Beach on December 9th, and after all of her passengers and crew had disembarked, the conversion work of preparing the ship to become a hotel and museum was about to begin, but the ship's Soul had other ideas

For the Soul of the Queen Mary had seen the future, and she knew what her ship's fate would be if she didn't act. She would be nearly wholly gutted below R-Deck, almost all of her machinery would be removed for a useless sea life museum that would close within 10 years, all of her 2nd Class, 3rd Class, and Crew Cabins, along with almost all spaces on these decks would be removed, and her new owners would run her ship into the ground, prioritizing profits over taking care of her, allowing her to fall into deplorable shape for decades. Not wanting this to be her ship's fate, the Queen Mary's Soul took control over the now empty, but still nearly fully-intact ship, fired up her boilers, engines, and other machinery, got her propellers spinning, and after yanking her ship clear of the dock she was moored to, damaging both it and the dock in the process, the Soul of the Queen Mary made for the wide open Pacific Ocean. Her destination? A place she'd heard whispered about during her ship's career; Equestria. A land of peace, harmony, Ponies, and hopefully in need of an ocean liner. With the owners, and various naval assets in hot pursuit of the fugitive ocean liner, the Queen Mary makes a desperate dash for the portal to Equestria, located in the Bermuda Triangle, her only hope of freedom.

This story is the result of an idea that I couldn't get out of my head after doing lengthy studies of the RMS Queen Mary, and noting that this site has a distinct lack of any stories related to the OG ocean liners that aren't the Titanic, so I decided to change that. This story would be rated "E", but due to a number of instances of the use of profanity throughout, it must be rated "T" instead. Other than this, I really hope that you enjoy this story, as well as its very unique twist-ending

When King Sombra returned and sought to conquer Equestria, the Imperial Lunar Army stood in his path. Under the stalwart leadership of Warmaster Saturn Hawkrich, a mighty counteroffensive was launched to tear Sombra down before he knew what hit him. The war would be over before anyone knew it!

That was months ago. The war carries on and continues to take a bloody toll on Equestria. Now questions are beginning to mount regarding the conduct of the war and Hawkrich's capability. Questions from soldiers, from civilian officials, and most vocally by the young General Selenite and Empress Nightmare Moon herself.

Warmaster Hawkrich wants the job done. General Selenite wants it done right. The soldiers are getting weary. But perhaps most importantly of all, Empress Nightmare Moon demands results.

Takes place in my New Lunar Millennium alternate universe. More information can be found here, but no prior knowledge of my AU beyond the general concept is required to read this story.

Proofread and edited by Izzy Incraft. Additional proofreading and consultation provided by Dice, Danielle and Kalashnikitty.

"Beware Her wrath, fools who dare threaten our Kingdom. For if Celestia be our Shield, then Luna is the Sword."

Spiritual companion to Sweet Celestia.

Sonata has lived in the toxic shadows of her sisters for as long as she could remember. Why does the one they tease as "bacon-hair" interest her so much?

If she was to approach her...Where would it lead her?

And if it led her to the best possible places, then how would the best day of her life play out?

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I'm a bit late to mention this, but Prism Shadow has helped me proofread the story and helped me out with several dumb mistakes I slipped by! Please give their help a shot, they're really good at what they do!

Contest entry for the Sunset X Villain “Tying the knot” competition!

Cover art by my wife!

After taking over as the ruler of Equestria, Twilight sought out a powerful artifact said to hold infinite wisdom. Now, every night she falls asleep with the faintest knowledge of what tomorrow holds.

First place story for the Quills and Sofa Speedwriting group contest #32 "The Beautiful Future" with the prompt "Letting Go."

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.

This story is a sequel to Ghosting

After the events of Ghosting, Soarin's family has settled down into a fairly regular routine. Dash has mellowed out, Haze isn't always so combative with his mother anymore, and Prism is still obsessed with his favorite toys: the Roboknight model kits.

A new movie is coming out for the Roboknights franchise, and unfortunately for Soarin, the rest of his family wants to see it.

Contains spoilers for Gundam Seed: Freedom

Set in my 'Bright Future' universe which diverges from canon after season 4.

Last spring, Luna, then-Vice President of Canterlot High School's student body, took the next step up and ran for President, winning in a landslide. With school back in session after the summer holidays, she was looking forward to a smooth first legislative session.

Emphasis on was.

Seething after finding her Cabinet unruly and inflexibly positioned against her, Luna, having departed in a huff as soon as possible, heads off to find the nearest phone booth. She needs one voice, the only voice she can count on for a semblance of sanity -- last year's Student Body President, who just so happens to be her older sister.

Takes place in a rough EqG equivalent of the late 1990s-early 2000s, at least in technological terms.

An entry in Imposing Sovereigns IV, using the prompt Vice Principal Luna/Unorthodoxy. Pre-read by The Sleepless Beholder and Dewdrops on the Grass.

Featured on 11/25/23!

At Twilight Sparkle's end, she faces one last monster. With a fraction of her magic and a fraction of her strength, she must prevail as she always has.

Anthroquestria yaaaaay! Gimme a break, it's easier to write fight scenes for humanoids.

Partially inspired by The Last Days of Animal Man. More obviously inspired by Fimfiction's long history of stories about Twilight outliving her friends, which I've always called 'I'm Immortal And Sad' stories in my head. I wanted to write a subversion.