This is a shorter piece that's sort of a story-blog hybrid. I can only assume these feelings aren't unique to me.

This is more of an introspective piece; I have a feeling it won't be for everyone.

Content Warnings: Self-Insert, Heavy Themes.

We all have our own personal rituals. Cadance does too; however, hers is a ritual she prays that no one will find out about.

Content Warnings: Some light horror elements, and a little bit of classism.

PaRappa the Rapper was just going about his day when he stumbled into a mirror; an innocent mistake under any other circumstance. However, he soon finds that his god-given rapping skills are about to turn a new world upside down, whether it's ready for him or not.

(This is a PaRappa based story succeding both of his games. Knowledge of the games isn't required to enjoy the story, but they will be referenced frequently.)

Content Warnings: Some outdated/esoteric slang. Nothing hurtful, just stretched word choices.

Note: This is a series I plan to work on intermittently rather than my usual style of prewriting and then editing/posting over a span of time. How often I work on it is really going to depend on my motivation; writing the "rapping" segments is an experience.

What happens when you mix the monarch-goddess of the sun and firearms? Safety violations, that's what.

This story is a spiritual successor to my smash hit: "Princess Luna Eats a 10-Gallon Bucket of Mayonnaise".

Content Warnings: Firearm Operation, Description, and Use; Mild Description of Injury, some Lewd Imagery. Nothing horrible, but if you don't like gun-related content you probably won't like this.

Princess Luna's mighty hungry after a long night of royal duties; let's hope the Princess of the night knows how to practice moderation (spoiler alert: she doesn't).

Some minor content warnings: In-depth descriptions of (over)eating, vomiting, and a lot of mayonnaise.