(kilalaverse) For Starburst, being a royal guard entails many dangers. One of them is poison joke.
Dash knows that rainbows exist, no matter what anyone says.
(Kilalaverse) When Dove injures her friends in a freak magic accident, it reveals a terrible truth about herself, and her place in creation.
Rainbow Dash has a slice of cake. This lifts the veil of illusion from her eyes.
Faced with the frequent and perpetual collapse of Ponyville architecure, Twilight Sparkle decides to solve the problem. With triangles. Triangles everywhere.
When Twilight Sparkle applies science to the culinary arts, she shall cross a line into flavors forbidden to ponykind. Delicious, delicious flavors.
Celesia experiences first contact.
Humble Pie is an un-magician, consorting with beings beyond equine comprehension to achieve her dreams. Too bad they need her to blow up Twilight Sparkle's castle, drug an alicorn, and learn to fly. Almost makes it seem like a bad idea.
For years, I have waited. I have watched the skies, ever clouded by the windigos since the time of Platinum the Traitor. At long last, with the coming of the one called Twilight Sparkle, I will set the world right.
Some burdens are heavier than we know. Some burdens cannot be put down.
Four years after Rainbow Dash's disappearance, it's time to finally say farewell with style.
When her only trusted stylist becomes unavailable, Twilight Sparkle turns to the only pony with the accuracy and precision to stay true to her vision: herself. May Celestia have mercy on her soul.
Princess Luna wakes up one evening to be promptly banished to the moon once more. Lost and confused, what she expects to be a long and lonely imprisonment, becomes the most bizzare case of culture clash she could have ever imagined.
(Parallel asynchronous universe) With the help of Starswirl's magic mirrors, Princess Luna reads the story of Littlepip.
A young adult Spike finds himself stranded on a tropical island with the grown up (and interested) CMC. Will he escape with their friendship intact, or will hormones and drama shred them like so much tissue paper?