I type stories using my hands

Romantic purist, lover of creativity, admirer of writers, and a second pair of eyes. Also a lunatic who randomly bites people to smell what their screams feel like. Happy reading!

No, I'm not your mommy. Stop asking.

I've moved on from Fimfiction. New works on AO3!

space is a waste

xx

I am no one.

"You think you know me..."

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.”