Phoenix Feather has lost everything she loves, at the hands of one of her closest confidants. Now she must track down the betrayer across Equestria, and in so doing, she may just save her homeland from ultimate destruction, or cause its downfall.

Milkshake is at work when the world ends with a dull roar. She must now track her way through the city to find her best friend, and get them to safety. Madness surrounds her as ponies give up their sanity to survive.

Fallout Equestria created by kkat

Crimson Dawn, a young pegasus-batpony hybrid, learns an important, if unexpected, lesson from his dad about the nature of being a batpony.

Day 11 of One Shot-tober

Life in the new Equestria is difficult, and good news is hard to come by. But what if good news, no -- the Mother of all good news, was presented to you right now? Would you be able to accept it? Or would you refuse it as wishful thinking?
A young stallion from a hard path stumbles blindly into the ruins of an old library, discovering a broken statue and a book inside. He reads in a language he does not know, and stories he never imagined. Is he a prophet, called of some higher power? Or just another lunatic in a wasteland full of them?

Hello there, stranger.... Come, take a seat. Take a load off... Don’t worry, I don’t bite. How about a story to pass the time? I’ve collected many tales in my travels. It's the perfect night for them. It is Nightmare Night after all...

Written by ComicSansPony, Skybolt, and Chokfi.

This story is a sequel to Fallout: Equestria – Brittleshine's Quest Audio Files

Hello, I'm Static Spark. I'm what is known as a Cortexaphan Ghoul. I don't know all the science behind it, but it gives me a unique power. Cortexaphan ghouls are a rare breed, not even the Wasteland Survival Guide mentions us. I know of 16 like me, one's my adoptive aunt Screwloose and another is some jerk who did a lot of bad things to her, but I want to meet the rest. I want to find where I belong, but Shoeshine and Sundae treat me like a little kid and won't let me. I'm 225-years-old, but all they see is the 13-year-old I was when I became a ghoul. My only option is to run away for my own sanity. Don't worry, I'll have my good friend Aglow to watch my back. I'll even document my journey like Screwy and Shoey did. Maybe one day it will air on the radio like theirs did.

This fic is canon with the events of Unscrewed, Brittleshine's Quest, and Hold the Pineapple.

This story is also canon to Gamma Deekay’s and Digital Ink (AKA Sawyer)’s series of connected fics, but only in that it shares the same shared universe.

200 years ago.
The world is covered by the outbreak of Megaspells, that destroyed everything on his way. On the island deep in the sea, one of the four experimental life-saving camera is completely discharged, freeing the one rescued soldier. Now he has to collect his memories in pieces, fighting to survive on the deserted island.

This story is a translation from Russian.
My translator left for the army before he could finish his work. Most likely, I will also disappear for some time, so I decided to post an incomplete story.

If you want to help finish the work or correct the errors that are present, you can simply write in private messages.

You can see the full version here: Ponyfiction
or here: Ficbook

I'm not an artist, so... the cover is like this.

Sometimes you push fate too far, sometimes your great idea isn't so great. I learned the hard way that sometimes your mistakes will haunt your for the rest of your life. My name is Red Shade, and this is how I nearly became a monster.

Day 12 of One Shot-tober

Bounty hunter Arcturus Aquila celebrates Hearth's Warming Eve with his friend, Tin Star, the sheriff of New Hoovendale. They get interrupted with a rather loud bang.

This is a Fallout: Equestria story.

This was written for TheWingman as a present for a Secret Santa event in one of the Discord servers I'm in. Merry Christmas, TheWingman!

After stumbling across a secured Ministry of Image lock room, three ponies discover a form of music long forgotten by the Great War. Now it's time for them to remind Equestria that once upon a time there were tunes that didn't just talk about the good old days. But the only audience that could really listen are a rowdy group of raiders. Music is gonna be the one line of defense they have, but at this point they have nothing left to lose.