Do I have better things to do than go digging around Derpi? Yes. But I made my word count for the day already so fuck it.
More after the cut.
Do I have better things to do than go digging around Derpi? Yes. But I made my word count for the day already so fuck it.
More after the cut.
Because I enjoy wasting my time, I have decided that most of my Flattie Belle stories are in continuity. It wasn't too hard; turns out the order of publication makes sense as an order of events. So that's Teenage Blowjob Queen, Sweetie's Butt, and Eighth Notch. Technical Assistance is set in a nearby parallel universe; mainly because I can't decide between MacleBloom and TapsBloom for an grown up Apple Bloom ship.
I'm nervous about re-writing the ending of this clopfic with a physically impossible sex act, as per pre-reader suggestions, so let's see what's on Derpi in butt, safe, -screencap, shall we?
Is pone pronounced 'pon-e' or... pone, like it's spelled? Anyway I had an emotionally rough day yesterday for literally no reason so Imma do that skinny pony blog post.
Pones help with my anxiety. Better than meds.
A lot of these skinny pones are gonna be Fluttershy. Because 'Green Isn't Your Color' I guess. (saurus)
So, uh, I just spent most of the day just listening to nightcore remixes of songs. I even sought out new songs I didn't already know. No regrets.
For those who don't know, "nightcore" is a fancy term for speeding up songs and slightly increasing the pitch. It's surprisingly catchy. Have a few samples.
Edit: Youtube links! How do they work? Eh... have the urls, I guess.
I once had an idea for a big idea for a spy fic. That fic involved a large cast of characters being members of a small organization created by Princess Luna. The members included Fancy Pants as the leader with dark past, Flur de Lis as Fancy's protege/bodyguard/surrogate daughter (with some sort of Oedipus complex mixed in), Blueblood as their ace agent, Octavia as a hidden master of martial arts and Vinyl Scratch as their mission control, tech support and the odd one in the group. They were
I think I might have a problem.
Imagine if I spent all that time WRITING.
Also have a random pic of Fluttershy for no reason.
Curse these horses with the voices of women that lead my mind to sinful thoughts. (sauce)