.25th April: Random Thoughts, Music and Pony (keeping these in one place this time!) · 6:46am April 25th
AU/Crossover series I like.
- Pokemon ✔
- Steven Universe ✔
- Warrior Cats ✔
- Disney ✔
- Watership Down ✔ (we need more crossovers!)
- Critical Roll ✔
- Redwall ✔
- DnD (BG1,2ToB,Icewind Dale only) ✔
- Attack on Titan ✔
- One Piece ✔
Sometimes, when writing, there's a story that you really don't want to work because it comes from a bad place, but... your reluctant hoof is forced anyway 
WARNING! Profanity
What's the best group on Fim Fic?
This one, mother-bucker!
Game of Thrones was partly about us.
The 'Winter is Coming' thing was a reference to a Very Minty Christmas.
The G3 pony is, of course, Minty and the scene behind the meme is that she is disgruntled due to being unable to open a door.
Most of the time I can't summon any creativity, but recently the writing bug is an all consuming man-eating parasite.
Language being stupidly ambiguous #10004. Depending on the context, the below either starts a fight, or is the verbal equivalent of a self-deprecating hug.
"I don't deserve that comment..."
"arboreal oeuvre"
“My heart has joined the Thousand, for my friend stopped running today.”
There's no place like home
Artist
Sometimes it's only when you commit your actions to text that you realise that maybe you are a bad person
But inasmuch as that light is loaned
And, insofar as we've borrowed bones
Must every debt now be repaid
In star-spotted, sickle-winged night raids
While we sing to the garden, and we sing to the stars
And we sing in the meantime
Wherever you are?
In the folds and the branches
Somewhere, out there
I was only just born into open air
Now hush, little babe
You don't want to be
Down in the trenches
Remembering with me
There is a rusty light on the pines tonight
Sun pouring wine, lord, or marrow
Into the bones of the birches
And the spires of the churches
Jutting out from the shadows
The yoke, and the axe, and the old smokestacks and the bale and the barrow
And everything sloped like it was dragged from a rope
In the mouth of the south below
Artist
Bombs are clever, but they write bad backstories
