"You're so vanilla!" "You're like the Fairy Bread of Australia!" Anonpencil - 2019

A pony from a machine.

An experienced writer of limited skill and dangerous enthusiasm.

Just a guy who writes, games, and does stuff and things.

Love is a verb, not a noun.

It's fanfiction all the way down.

Finishing Finished my master's in Biology in Washington State, job hunting now. I enjoy camping/hiking, tapletop RPGS, and being lazy. I also dabble in writing and drawing, among other things.

A young man working his way through life and writing for fun.

I'll think of something to say here someday.

All my stories end with the word "gullible." No really, check them out!

I'm just here to write.

“I need you, the reader, to imagine us, for we don't really exist if you don't.”

Author & Editor; Chief Apprentice in Loyal's House of Fanfic; Lt. in the Army of Biscuit; Does Bad Things for Bad Horse; Runs a Nightclub on Holodeck 2.

A female brony with a love for FlutterDash and a passion for writing.

I am not contained between my hat and my boots.

Book collection: Biblical Monsters and Other Grim Tales

Mixed greens and poison ivy salad, rocket fuel vinaigrette | Hundred-proof spirits from the fountain of wisdom | Iced Ko-Fi, scalding glances.

"A cheeky idiot tweedling around the moors." ~ Aragon || Avatar by Aragon and Mousse

I am a mighty thesaurus. Rawr!

I am a copy of an idea in a story told by another. I am a puppet moved by cruel strings. I was told to be here.

An indecisive procrastinator who, when not trying to figure out what to do with himself, writes like a speeding glacier. 日本語が分かりますか？

"You think you know me..."

Having fun by taking silly cartoon ponies way too seriously.

Stories about families, friends, the past, the present, the future, the science of magic and the magic of science.

I'm just here to have to have some fun.

Quoth the raven: "CAW CAW CAW CAW CAW CAW CAW CAW CAW" (Patreon)

Prithee and well met, thou tempestuous witch of storms, to alight so delicately upon the jet streams of the cerulean sky. Welcome to Spirit Airlines.

reconstructing the deconstruction

This account is no longer in use. I'm leaving it up so people can read my stuff. If you need to contact me, send an email to dawnfade@gmail.com

Master of certain tangible things, writer, mandalorian. Commission Info

A simple writer with complicated taste.

Supreme leader of the Union of Broviet Brocialist Bropublics. Writes tastefully smutty fics when he has time between banishing you to the Gulag and fucking your waifu.

I don't write, so much as I perform acts of high-wire fiction without a net. Come watch me fall! I believe in narrative coincidence, the transcendent power of hopeful creativity, and the Oxford Comma.