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Feb
4th
2022

Twin Month 2022 · 11:45pm Feb 4th, 2022

Twin month 2022 starts now all months will be full of themed stories.

A new story going up today, about Ero and Essex's lewd and filthy Birthday sexcapades. There is a fair amount of explicit material, so do be warned before you venture into the depths of depravity~.



The caterpillar ate its fill,
racking up quite the meal bill,
It ate until there was no more,
when the collectors knocked on its door.
It hit away within a cocoon,
thinking, worried, raided by the goon,

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Sep
30th
2022

Beneath the Worry · 11:51pm Sep 30th, 2022

I feel the world is too large for my eyes to behold. Despite how wide my lids can open, they can only see a fraction of my surroundings, can only retain a modicum of the world around me. At least, on a comprehensible level. I could see more of the world, if I moved back. Eventually, more and more of the whole would come into view, but my distance to is grows in proportion. The more I see the world, the less I can see of the world. But just because I cannot see it, does not stop it from

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Jun
10th
2022

Progressive Date · 9:52pm Jun 10th, 2022

Today we'll show the continuation, and conclusion, to last week's story. The final rounds are coming up, and who will remain standing, remains to see.


Struggling, bending the corners of my influence, testing the limits to be met by nothing but sheer force. The limits are there not as a restriction to what lies beyond, the limits are the beyond, they are everything else there is. So, perhaps by struggling, I can reach further than I ever thought was possible.

Happy filthy Friday~.

Jun
24th
2022

Happy Midsummer~. · 7:49pm Jun 24th, 2022

There is a certain tranquillity that comes with nature, this grand,, magnanimous state of existancewe share. It is faulty to call it nature. There is a great disservice done in denoting it by but a simple word, with six frail letters. for it cannot be contained in 6, 12, or 18 symbols. Were we to take all literature relating to nature, and compile it to one single tome, would reading it, still even give a spectre of the magnitude of nature? Even if we did. It would escape. It always does. It

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Sep
20th
2019

Hallucinatory Time of Respit · 11:56pm Sep 20th, 2019

Time slows, the seat carries us upwards towards the stars, past the vail of grease that swathes the heaven in clouds and into the stuffed nothingness. Here there is peace. For a moment, there is respite and relaxation. Imagination, the place of escape, the place we dare thread, away from our own existance. Yet, imagination is branded with more than just escape. It is where our lives lead, it is where we envision the path.

Happy Filthy Friday~.

Oct
18th
2019

Slow = Fast · 10:43pm Oct 18th, 2019

Duality. Such is the way of perception. We perceive the world according to our own perspective, tailored by thoughts, emotions, and experiences. Our way of viewing is our own alone, and with others we craft shared viewing. Two people seeing an art piece experience two different sensation. Yet, as soon as they discuss and share, they can form a common ground. Which is then, the correct way to view the world? Or do we see in numerous ways, and become selective in the ones which we follow?

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Oct
21st
2022

Tiresome Digits · 11:00pm Oct 21st, 2022

Will I spiral into nothingness, were I to find the depths of the mind? Beyond the drain of thought and sanity, a veil immeasurable and insignificant. There are those who claim to have seen before it, some for a cause, some without. But how much does one have to believe, to claim the unknowable for no purpose other than an unachievable self satisfaction?

Happy Filthy Friday~.

Oct
29th
2021

Pinkie Pie and Poems · 8:38pm Oct 29th, 2021

Fun little Pinkie Story to come today~.
Be on the lookout in your gardens.

When the darkest nights are coming, when the sun breathes a sigh of relief,
how the spirits are ever longing, though their visit might be brief.
Masks are brought and placed upon, ripped from many mannequin,
they take the streets to roam thereon, the mask unveiling what's therein.
all year they play a masquerade, until late in fall they're free,

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May
15th
2020

Sweet, Soothing Adventures · 11:07pm May 15th, 2020

When we let our mind wander, is it taking its own journey?
Considering how it steers us down the path of the conscious, is it then free when we allow it to saunter as it pleases? Or is the lack of connection and influence eon the rest of our body in fact depriving our mind of its impact in our lives? Is it locked in a cage of its own design?
If so, it is quite a relaxing experience, to be caged in yourself.

Happy Clean Friday~.

Dec
2nd
2023

And so A hope is ignited · 1:14am Dec 2nd, 2023

Whether it comes by bird, post, smoke, sound, or light, all communication is tainted by people. Both directions, in every exchange, recipient and orator engaging in a melding of perspectives, a filter unique to not only each individual, but each exchange. Time and effort is required to clarify ideas between the parties. That is to say, if each party does not intend to influence the other...

Happy Filthy Friday~.

Dec
8th
2023

A Royal Comeuppance · 7:53pm Dec 8th, 2023

We have a new story today, one of Princess Celestia Indulging in a Taboo feast, and later paying the price.


Choice is a powerful concept, it implies a certainty of power, in what lies behind the right choice. If I am offered choice, and I choose to do nothing, it is powerful. It lets me have a kind of peace, it puts me in a spot where I have something I can do, I am wanted, and I choose to do nothing. Resting, while you are wanted, it a delicacy.

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Jan
20th
2024

Satisfaction · 2:53am January 20th

I have a lot of little things, it is how i keep myself occupied:
Wherever my eye lands there is a place of intrigue, of comfort, of stimulation,
and it gives me no hope to rest.
I have a lot of little things, It is how I keep my memory intact:
Each object imbued with energy, past experiences and emotions that remain through time,
and it lets my mind wander forever.
I have a lot of little things, it is how I judge my value:

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Jan
27th
2024

Running for the Prize · 3:15am January 27th

The chase makes the prize all the sweeter, but perhaps even the chase itself is what some people seek, the thrill and joy of locomotion and action. This locomotion, is all that keeps the path going, in the end. Some chose to embrace it.
Some Choo choo choose it.

Happy Filthy Friday~.

Feb
3rd
2024

Transient Shards · 2:01am February 3rd

Prisms reflect the skies ahead, marking shards of possibility through the the darkness. The streak through the canvas of creation, falling towards the abyss. In its moment of fall, the dreams turn tangible, moments before impact, closest to the hands wishing to hold them close, the desire to believe. A transient visit from the ethereal, and even among those who try, few grasp these shards, and those that do might hold so hard it rends their hands.

Happy Filthy Friday~

Feb
22nd
2020

When · 12:01am Feb 22nd, 2020

Worry melts away with time, when we realise there is no one who knows the ins and outs of everything. The most comfortable plunge off of a cliff, is the one of accepting the world bigger than any person can fathom. Made comforting, by the fact, that you join everyone in the fall.

Happy Filthy Friday~

Feb
24th
2024

The Wasps, The Wasps · 12:48am February 24th

There are too many ethereal wasps drilling through my head to process what you just said? Could you take it from the top? You said something about a warning not adhered to? I am uncertain what the bull squid would have to say about that.

Happy Filthy Friday~.

Oct
22nd
2021

Updates to rewards · 6:49pm Oct 22nd, 2021

To split a worm I have done it a disservice. Though some consider it a boon. A worm should function still, with all its necessities nested along the body. So, who is to say that cleaving it caused the worm any misfortune?
Shared joy is joy doubled. Shared sorrow is sorrow halved.
Yet the worm, is no more.

Happy Clean Filthy Friday~.

Jul
7th
2017

Gah · 10:32pm Jul 7th, 2017

There is no time.

Wish you all a filthy week in the great pastures of FIm~.

Dec
14th
2019

We Interrupt this broadca-... · 12:00am Dec 14th, 2019

Excerpt from: The Spirit of Misfortune:

Bearing a mantle of misfortune,
our streets it stalks and hides,
it grunts and heaves exhaustion,
to the weight of bag-luck tied.

Its name forsaken long ago,
and all its tales forgotten,
and all its horrid tales it tow,
its humour doubly rotten.

Its coat lay laced in horseshoes,
a dual edge to relieve its soma,
and despite our lack of interviews,
we know its name is: Brona.

Wishing you a spirited Friday the 13th.

Jun
19th
2020

Sharp Sight · 10:02pm Jun 19th, 2020

Seeing is believing. That is what is said, right? Though that changes drastically with context. In the world as we perceive it, we trust what we can see, we all collectively believe in this interpretation. However, in belief, the object of worship is not, if ever, to be seen. Other than those who believe to have seen it.
But who sees them?


Happy Clean Filthy Friday~.

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