Locked in a room with a vampire, Twilight Sparkle awaits her own death.

"I'm counting off the seconds until you die," the domineering redhead said coldly. "One. Two. Three. Four. Five..."

This story might or might not be an entry in the A Thousand Words Contest. (Who even knows? I don't think I'm all that good at tag targeting, and an author can only have one final entry per category.)
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An accurate student progress report for Sunset Shimmer might get her expelled, or perhaps institutionalized.

Fortunately, Vice Principal Luna knows how to write...tactfully.

This story might be an entry in the 2024 Dialogue Only Contest.

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When magic's slow decline dooms Equestria, ponies write letters to a future they don't expect to see.

_{This story MIGHT turn out to be an entry in the "A Thousand Words Contest," maybe?
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When Twilight Sparkle returns from visiting the human world, she insists on wearing trousers. For some reason.

Spoiler: This is probably a shitfic.

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Every day, all day, Trixie transforms pebbles and bits of rubbish into teacups, and she is happy.

Content Warning: Seriously, this is science fiction AU horror with dystopian elements. But isn't it interesting to see things through a different point of view? (scream emoji) 😱

Let us thank the prereaders: Carlos S., Cloud Ring. (The prereaders are not responsible for my own mistakes and shortcomings, though.)

This story might be an entrant in "Science Fiction Contest II," who knows?

Starlight Glimmer wants to rescue Trixie Lulamoon from a world-spanning catastrophe. Trixie wants to see the catastrophe first.

The author's note talks about where one of this story's ideas came from.

Probably not eligible for the current 1000 words contest...for reasons.

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Aria Blaze wakes up in Twilight's lab one morning, and wonders how she got there.

Will the other Aria be able to tell her?

(Because entering a T-rated sex comedy into a clopfic contest is exactly the sort of thing I would do.)

Content Warning: sex (implied), crude language, and maybe an implied hangover I guess?

Also an entry into Bicyclette's Self-Shipping Contest, because why not?

Prereaders: RDT. You have my thanks!