This story is a sequel to Soft Diplomacy

Following the events of Soft Diplomacy, Anon's spent his months working his dead-end job, but he's fine with that. In fact, everything looks good for Anon. He spends his mornings working, his evenings reading in the library, nights partying with his two best friends, always sending a letter to his special somepony off in Ponyville. Fate, however, has other plans for Anon. When he makes the decision to follow his friends, his life will be altered in ways he couldn't have predicted.

After arriving in Equestria, Anon was at the mercy of life. He has a crap job, a boring life and he can't even speak up for himself if his life depended on it, but books have always been there for him. What if they got the attention of royalty?

Trees shorter than they should be, buildings smaller than preferred, a world filled with creatures bigger than him, yet others are near microscopic from his perspective.

Trying to find out where he should fit in is hard, because he is not too small, but most definitely bigger than most. Once he connects to the dominant civilization, a whole new world of opportunities is revealed before him.

He will walk as a giant. He will walk with giants. He will walk alone.

Edited by Newbiedoodle, CheesewedgeFTW, Immortan Joe, and Silas

Romantically Apocalyptic Crossover (I literally found that comic and spent four hours reading all 154 issues. Another one should be out soon...)

After a particularly rough day hauling his gear around with a couple of lunatics and a bitter scientist in a post-apocalyptic land now most commonly known as "Captania," Charles Snippy is tired. More so than usual, I mean, they've been attacked my aliens, zombies, nutrition worshiping cults (That was Captain's fault) and lots of things that shouldn't exist, but he had to admit that a legion of tri-breasted, sentient, transgender snakes was a first.

But, instead of giving Mr. Snippy a break, Pilot goes of and starts doing whatever it is he does, which kind of sucks the entire group into a(nother) trans-dimensional worm hole, this time to a place called "Equestria."

Oh Boy.

"We wear the mask that grins and lies, It hides our cheeks and shades our eyes."
— Paul Laurence Dunbar

It started as a normal Equestrian morning, but doesn't it always? The princesses are frightened, and in Ponyville, a creature from a forgotten race walks into town. His kind hasn't been seen in over a thousand years, but even then he's still far from what he appears to be.

Arc 1: The First Day

Author's Note: Hey guys! This is my first story, so constructive criticism is more than welcome. I'll take this moment to say that I own nothing but my main character, the plot, and a few surprises which will appear later. All other characters and linked music are NOT mine. A word on music. At times I might offer two links to a song. The first is the OFFICIAL version, the second is the closest approximation to how I feel it is sung in the story. Just warning you, because I know some people hate covers. This story is rated teen for occasional language, implied sex, and gruesome imagery (mostly late in the story and in flashbacks). Now with technical out of the way, I wish you all happy reading, and I hope you have fun.

Edit: Bug the writer! He writes faster when you do.

I wasn't supposed to be where I was now. Or at least that's what the light in my dream said to me. I was supposed to be a "creator of worlds" it said. I was to create fate or something like that, and manage the lives of millions. But what can I do in a world that doesn't need saving? What can I build with the tool gun to change my fate? But more importantly, why was I chosen to wield such power over said gun?

(Thank you myhe01 for cover art!)

(Special thanks to my EPIC Editor ultra1437)

This story is a sequel to Imbalanced

Main story to Diplomatic Relations

The small town of Ponyville is peaceful and prosperous on the first glance but the locals know that every time somepony new tries to stay there they bring trouble. A mental patient and a batpony trying to finally find peace might be too much for this town to handle. Will whatever happened to them in the past follow them here? Will the townsfolk accept a batpony? Will the duo even care?

Does Blazing Light still exist?

Being the only human in Equestria can be a bit daunting at times, but it gets much easier when you have friends there to support you. But, as the days go on, I start to realize that maybe I need something more in my life. I've never been in a situation like this before, but all I know is that I want to see where it goes.

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(Higher rez image here)

Artwork by a good friend of mine, Nina Ward

The force. A ubiquitous power of untold potential. Both the Jedi and the Sith look to the power for guidance, believing it to be the ultimate embodiment of all that is in the universe. But what is the true extent of its power? What is its reach, and how many species can it touch?
Spike. A baby dragon raised in Equestria by the personal protégé of the monarch of the sun. He is looked to for friendship and compassion by scores of ponies, as well as providing the bonds of a sibling to one pony in particular, and often the one source of sense in a group of eccentric friends.
Can a dragon from a back water planet truly master the ways of the strongest power in the galaxy?

[img]https://i.ibb.co/2FKMjfP/Spike-smaller.png[/img]
(Higher rez image here)

Artwork by a good friend of mine, Nina Ward

Comments may contain spoilers. You have been warned.

Ok, so this thing is going to be the longest story I've written. By far. Hope I can keep your attention.
Rated teen for some gore and swearing.

Black-Light Library approved.
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Stan was one of the lucky ones to make it out of the Canterlot disaster unscathed, unfortunately for him that means he now has to deliver a treaty to the princess.
Who happens to be one of his most deepest darkest fears.