Wish You Were Here · 8:53pm Feb 14th, 2020
Note: For the three people who don't know already, "Ross" here refers to the Fimfic user MrNumbers; "Pear" refers to the Fimfic user Pearple Prose.
Note: For the three people who don't know already, "Ross" here refers to the Fimfic user MrNumbers; "Pear" refers to the Fimfic user Pearple Prose.
Ocellus: Babe, tell Silverstream that I'm the one that pulls off blonde hair the best!
Smolder: Uh...
Silverstream: You're looking at the one who pulls off blonde hair the best!
Ocellus: You're right.
SIlverstream: Th-
Ocellus: Cause' I can see my fucking reflection in your bright ass hair!
*later*
Smolder, sitting up in the bed next to Ocellus: I still don't know what I expected.
Yo.
New year, bitches. That means new ideas and junk. I'll be continuing BwBb and Twisted Product as soon as I can get a solid answer on a question that's been eating me up for a while. Ready? Sweet.
Yesterday, I submitted my flashfic for this month's contest at the Flashfic Fimfiction group.
There's a limit of 150 words, so I can't publish this by itself. Until I have an anthology of these going, I'll be posting the stories directly in blog entries.
So, after the break is my first submission! It was written for the prompt, "Getting Warmer".
Ok, so that mishap yesterday happened... but that just mean there will be a review over the weekend. Promotion time:
Royal Canterlot Library
Mr Allan's Collection
MLPmatthewl419's Collection
Now for the review:
The Sun Burns Brightly by Eakin
Dearest Readers / Followers,
For those of you who haven't been following a rather amusing story, a group of heavily-armed militiamen from the Mountain West decided it would be a great idea to come occupy a federal wildlife refuge in Eastern Oregon to protest a local farmer being put in jail by my former t-ball coach. His crime? Setting fire to his own land, causing a
No, Cozy Glow isn't a changeling. She's a demon from hell, hellbent on disemboweling the main six and the CMC and rolling in their insides to maintain her youth.
Why do you think she is attending a school that exclusively teaches friendship?
Its because she tried to murder her last friends, the ones who got away. Cozy Glow is a parasitic entity, hiding behind a mask of consideration, while secretly being the largest threat the Elements will ever face in existence.
*See everyone's lives going to hell.*
Welp.
*Sits at table and grabs a drink.*
I am surrounded by fire, like there's a major fire right next to our town, and more major fires semi close to us in every direction. The smoke is thick as fog, you can always smell it. Street lights at night aluminate it and it's impossible to see anything in the horizon. We have these nice, big hills about 4-6 miles away from the town, can't see em.
Aesthetic :3
Spoilerino after the break, MY BABY IS HERE AND BACK AND NO ONE IS GOING TO TAKE HER AWAY OR MY SHIP AWAY FROM ME
PLOT: Principal Celestia, an immortal extra terrestrial from the planet Alicornia, ropes three detention students into becoming her defacto army against Tirek, Nightmare Moon, Chrysalis, and the Guildy monsters of Tartarus. Naturally, with absolutely no training and reeeeeeeeeeeeeeealy crazy stupid powers, they are absolute fail, leaving Orchard Blossom, Maud Pie, and Trixie Lulamoon stuck in rare form. At least the sirens are going to have some genuine competition in Rainbow Rocks.
Burn After Reading is the Coen Brothers sarcastic and intentionally screwball riff on the notoriously straight laced genre of spy thriller. Intentionally taking the multitudes of tropes and plot points that fill the genre and playing them for pure absurdity, the film revels in it's madness and lack of logic, in a way that really, only a Coen Brothers film can.
I'm still stuck in that point where I get like no enjoyment out of anything, I've really worked on nothing other than commissions and adopts lately, because I've had basically no drive to work on almost anything. Well, there's been a few things, but not much I can post right now. Hopefully soon, the lack of writing is actually getting on my nerves.
haha we don't talk about my old stories ok. ok ahahah those are old don't read them please i'm begging
i'm keeping them on this site for, ah. archival reasons. allow me to spare you from witnessing approximately 10k words of run-on sentences and improper usages of "your" that I, somehow, in 2014, once believed had any value as a form of literature. sincerest apologies to the few dozen whom that very misfortune fell upon
Well, we've reached the end of the week, and so here's the promised ginormous blog post that covers ALL THE THINGS.
Episode screencap
It's probably going to be super-long, 'cause six stories. Also I can't tag them all, so I guess I'll just have to tag one.