As it turns out, kidnapping ponies and replacing them to harvest love has a couple of unnecessary steps.

Moving forward isn't easy sometimes. Sometimes, you just need a little help from others. Others who will help you find your spark...

A Death Knight arrives in Equestria thanks to a malfunctioning Death Gate. All seems well at first... but soon a nightmare takes hold as the scourge rise from the darkness. A prophecy foretold over ten thousand years ago now aims to fulfill itself.

A zebra will try to forge its own destiny

A good mare's job is never done.

Iron Will heads down to the gym to get a good workout early in the morning, only to find another equally muscular stud already there. Hondo Flanks might have been an older guy, but his sweaty muscular build was definitely worth Iron Will's time...

Dr. Nikolai Volkov, one of the world's most renowned scientist experiments on time travel but ends up dying in an accident. He wakes up as an equinous creature in a strange forest. Embracing his newfound existence, he ventures the unknown.

New student Rarity muscles in on Cheer Captain Adagio's untouchable prestige. She's soon to learn that when you fuck with the Queen Bee, she's liable to sting.

Gallus feels left out during a class reunion. Smolder can fix that.

When the Mane 6 and Team Sonic discover a mysterious cube in their worlds, they are transported to a dimensional game show hosted by a powerful alien.

Celestia is gone. Eternal alicorn, after more then a thousand years of life, finally succumbed to the grip of time. And Sunset Shimmer, like all Equestria need to accept this harsh reality

Twilight attempts democracy. Hilarity ensues. (Speed-written in 2 hours for the EFNW'24 Iron Author Competition)

Sent away from Canterlot, Apple Bloom is sent to a village where it's often fun and games.

Lyra Heartstrings has found an advertisement for a robot that can clean the house for her. How can she say no to that?

“Smile,” my mother whispers, and I force my lips wider. I can hear the thud of his footsteps and I lean up on my tip-toes, puffing my crest up to its very highest. My father is coming.