I write a lot of dying horses

Prithee and well met, thou tempestuous witch of storms, to alight so delicately upon the jet streams of the cerulean sky. Welcome to Spirit Airlines.

Fanfiction masochist. :B She/they https://ko-fi.com/presentperfect

-No Bio Necessary-

Lewd humor, hobby artist, Brony, Fan-fiction lover, Cosplayer, Gamer, Engineer and just a silly pone~

she/her, b.1997, PNW.

I'm an aspiring writer, with far too many ideas for my own good. I write pony fictions for fun, and if others enjoy them, then that's all I could ask for.

Technical Writer from the U.S.A.'s Deep South. Writes horsewords and reviews. New reviews posted every other Thursday! Writing Motto: "Go Big or Go Home!"

Purveyor of Pony Parables & generally too-serious MLP fan.

He's just this guy, you know?

okay now kiss!

Our job is not to give readers what they want; our job is to show them things they never imagined. --Walt Williams

Virtually invisible to PaulAsaran

Literally, Reckless. Ponies give this sorrel mare purpose. Be kind. Be happy. Be a good pony. 🐎 1948 - 2024

Stories about ponies are stories about people.

Book collection: Biblical Monsters and Other Grim Tales

Try again. Fail again. Fail better. (Ko-Fi / Tip Jar)

O this dark world in which one day I’ll die.

Fan fiction. The final frontier.

Convention Runner, Statistician, and lover of all things Soarburn

No.

Hello my dears. I enjoy narrating stories and producing dramatic readings. It's a lovely time~ https://www.youtube.com/user/yeahshorts

I write stories so that I won't be kept awake at night with a brain full of ponies.

Eclectic observer of the odd, and the esoteric.

Fixation on death aside, this is lovely —Soge, accidentally describing my entire life

Something-something horse narrations.

There goes my hero.

In case you couldn't tell, my works are often written to fill specific ... niches. I expect you will enjoy a unique and novel experience.

Author and dramatic reader from YouTube. All your pony are belong to us.

'I am made from the dust of the stars, and the oceans flow in my veins: here I hide in the heart of the city, like a stranger coming out of the rain.'

Those who can't do, teach. And those who can't teach, make MLP audio books, apparently.

Nothing says I miss you quite like war poetry carved in your door with a stanley knife.

Just an old Pony, tinkering with things.

You'll find, my friend, that in the gutters of this floating world, much of the trash consists of fallen flowers.

The Chief Defender of International War Crimes at the World Court in The Hague. He also trains egrets & flies an ornithopter. He currently lives in a van down by the river & is personally unpleasant.

A star drifting through the cosmos.