Derpy Stories

Set after the events of Rainbow Rocks. Following two encounters with Equestrian magic, the girls (except Sunset) and the rest of Canterlot High's students and teachers f...

It's basically the animated shorts of the guides with you in from my book "DERPY KIND!"

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Sorry, no description for this because I wrote this story around 3 years ago and I found it while looking through some files of mine also I don't know what went through...

After discovering a spell that transports them into another world, Twilight and her friends must join the warrior cat Clans and learn their enemies. With the Dark Forest...

Just a load of random Hetalia shit I created with my magical rainbow tree of hamsters

We know how rainbows are made in Equestria.... How Applejack grows her apples.... What makes Pinkie Pie's (or shall I say Pinkamena's?) cupcakes so good.... But how does...

-A tear starts running down my eye as I think of him. The only words I want to hear are “Hello Luna”- © Copyright | Ellacanteleport | 2014

Join Ron Weasley's life as he tries all the derp he has to be funny and impress Hermione. (Cause you know he likes her!)

The most derpy cartoon characters ever!!! (According to me)

In Equestria, Twilight and her friends must go to Earth and become human in order to help Princess Celestia turn human again, and encounter several problems on the way.

The land know Equestria at has seen it all, well except a male alicorn. When a male alicorn name Golden Sword appears in Ponyville one Summers day you can guess all of p...

So you think you know Derpy, do you? Well think again.

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This is an clopfic including Derpy, and Doctor Whooves, which were requested by @AskDerpy. I hope you enjoy! It may not be the best, but, hey! Practice makes Perfect!

Note: This is the sequel to WARRIORS - The Pony Prophecy With Mapleshade gone, and Thistleclaw and Shadow both out there somewhere, Breezepaw and the others are unsure o...

My poetry complation of poems about as stale as croutons, written as of a few years ago. They might be as oily as salad dressing, as mediocre as a cranberry topping, or...