I travel space and time, searching for perfection, for safety, and for purpose. I may never find it, and I may get lost, but the important part is the journey, not the destination. Enjoy it or remiss.
Just an old school hybrid spaceship/pony writing some stories.
I am the darkness, the evil in men, the heart and mind of the swarm. Hatred is my sword, and heavy metal is my shield. You don't like me? too fuckin' bad.
As of October 25th, 2022, I've retired from Fimfiction. I'll miss you.
Are you ready, kids? Also a thingy so my pizza funds don't run out anytime soon.
Just another University-edicated fanfiction writer who prefers the cheers and laughter of ponies to madness and sorrow.
Account is very much on a non-disclosed Hiatus :D TO THE MOON!
I write second-person sensual fiction featuring you and your favourite ponies. If there's anything you'd like to know, just ask, I'm always happy to answer questions!
I write pony words. Millions of them. Some people actually think they might be worth reading. I am very thankful for that. Also, I have a Patreon now?
I do things for the internet, sometimes unspeakable things, most of the time just editing for pony stories though.
"Descriptive but creatively shallow and morally bankrupt."
[center]I have no idea what I'm doing.[/center]
Cosmetics saleswoman/makeup artist by day, fanfiction writer by night.
A writer who grew from their many mistakes, and who still loves ponies deeply.
Twilight floated a second fritter up to her mouth when she realized the first was gone. “What is in these things?” “Mostly love. Love ‘n about three sticks of butter.”
A good story isn't measured by how long it is, but by how long it stays with you.