All her life, Twilight Sparkle has tried to be good, hard-working, and well-behaved. She's been told that's what she should strive to be, but what if she's missing out on the secret delights of being a rebel? A punk? A bad girl?

Following this train of thought, she concludes there's only one thing to do: an experiment.

And since she knows very little about rebelling, she'll need to find an expert to learn from...

Story idea pitched by Hopeful_Ink_Hoof in the Uncommon Dazzling Ships group.
Cover picture by rileyav
Proofread by NaiadSagaIotaOar

Things rarely end well after you punch a journalist, even if you are a celebrity stunt flyer.

Finding herself suddenly alone and without plans on Hearth's Warming, Spitfire latches on to an offer from a friend to do a little favor for Princess Twilight; act as a bodyguard and escort for a very strange VIP while Twilight and some friends sort out a little friendship problem in another dimension.

Turns out this favor is a little more dangerous, and a lot more fun, than she expected.

(Sex tag is for lots of flirting and innuendo)

Editing provided by Aurora Dawn

This was written for forbloodysummer as a part of Jinglemas 2020! For more information about Jinglemas, check out our group!

Broken magic. A broken home. Three once-Dazzlings still live under the same roof, but drift apart as the weeks following their defeat pass on.

One spirals downward. Another moves forward. And Aria collapses inward—to her head full of dreams, held down by a shattered song and doubts of her own self-worth.

One night, an unwelcome voice finds her and leaves her with a choice to be made.

Thanks to Bookish Delight and Jondor for pre-reading plus feedback.
Big thanks to Holy for editing and critique.
(And uh... thanks to Csquared08 for comma police. Don't laugh. It's more of a thing than you might think.)

Cover art is my own.

As a note: This story's timeline is not in continuity with my others. Think of it as an AU to Open Door.

Hate.

It is a powerful force. It can burn through the laws of the heart. It can warp the best of minds. It can torture the purest of souls.

In the end... all it needs is just the right spark.

Written for FTP 9. Cover art by YogurtYard.

Trigger warnings: Swords used for warfare, with all associated slicey-dicey. Fish horses popping limbs off non-human monstrosities. Bone-breaking baddies. Lots of creatures going squish and/or exploding. Horrific transformations, the kind that Lovecraft had nightmares about. Oh, and saucy millennium-old teenage girls who occasionally skinnydip.

Two sets of eyes meet over a crowded dance floor. One belongs to the most famous sportswoman on the planet. The other, the most beautiful girl she’s ever seen.

Edited by NaiadSagaIotaOar.
Artwork by Lucy-tan.

Sonata (somehow) convinces her sisters to watch old monster movies with her.

(Warning: Lighthearted approaches to dark issues such as suicide attempts, domestic violence and Matthew Broderick.)

***Featured on 1/11/2017***

Updates will come when the muse strikes. Chapters can be read as stand-alones.

Three hundred years ago, Adagio began an affair with a Count in Romaneia. His dark secret would forever alter her, giving her a taste for blood that could only be kept in check by the magic of her gem.

However, Adagio's gem now lays shattered, yet her hunger remains, growing more potent and ravenous with each passing night. It wasn't long before she made the choice to sate it in order to save herself.

The first kill was gruesome, the second a tragedy, the third a blur...

Now, she barely even acknowledges them.

Tonight marks her 25th victim.

Cover art was done by the awesome soggystyrofoam. I absolutely love her stuff and I'm so happy that she let me use it.
Proofread by my fantastic friend/editor/senpai Rose Quill.
Commission for the awesome EbonQuill, thank you so much for taking a shot on me and I hope you love it.
Sex Tag because Adagio is Adagio

Chapters VIII-XII are from a technically complete first draft, posted in hope of providing closure as I don't see myself properly finishing this story. Read at your own peril.

Who is Adagio? The immortal scourge of two worlds? The living embodiment of dangerous beauty and musical perfection?

Or is she a lost soul in need of a friend? A sister struggling to reunite her fractious family before it's too late?

...A strange girl who can't possibly be all the things she looks like?

Graciously provided with editing, prereading, and occasional beverage consultation by forbloodysummer.

Coverart by Lucy-Tan.

It’s been a long time since the Battle of the Bands, and a lot has changed for Aria. One of the bigger changes has been Sunset Shimmer. The two of them were never supposed to happen, but they somehow still did.

Not that it matters. Nothing good ever lasts, not for Aria Blaze.

Note about content warning: Despite the suicide/ self-harm tag, no one dies or self-harms; the tag is for thoughts of those topics.

Written for Sunset Shipping Contest: Journeys

A huge thanks to ArchAngelsWings, Wendy Gowak, Deathscar, and Char for prereading, especially on such short notice
An additional thanks to Char for the fantastic cover art, also on far too short of notice

When Adagio turned up shortly after the Battle of the Bands with apparently no memory of ever being a siren, Sunset wasn’t convinced right away. But since then, she and the former siren have grown very close and carved out new lives for themselves. They’re stable, and happy with each other.

Until Adagio starts remembering.

An entry for (and 4th-place winner of) Oroboro’s Sunset Shipping Contest.

Edited by forbloodysummer and preread by Tethered-Angel.