At the behest of a reader, I've decided to give you lot some peace of mind.

Growing Pains is officially cancelled, and I do not foresee myself going back to it anytime soon.

Read More

I'm not dead! I'm also not updating anything. Please don't ask.

Please don't.

Read More

Me and the lady of the house are official. Yay.

A picture of the eponymous general as drawn by my very good best friend Lostzilla.

Ha'Jin'Vega.

Drawn by a very good friend of mine, Nyuu.

Wrote a bit of a story and liked how it turned out. Wanted to know what everybody else thinks. Features Anthro and Alternate Universe.

The ‘thrum’ of a loosed bow was music to the ears.

The terrified shrieks that followed, less so.

She nocked the next arrow into place and took aim, then loosed it.

The small, pink, fleshy beasts trundling towards her farmland scattered, squealing in distress as two of their own lay gagging on their own blood in the cornfield.

Read More

Me: So, what have you been up to? Want epic hugz?

Friend: No.
Ponies tommorow. Princess Twilight will make it better...

Me: Apparently they're making it permabutt.
Like, she'll always have the wings continuing into Season 4.
Man, Rarity will be ecstatic. She's friends with royalty, personally makes her dresses, probably taught her how to kiss...

Friend: You're shipping again...

Read More

It was a dark and stormy night when Rarity's sleepy eyes opened themselves the tiniest bit to investigate the dark room she laid in. She forced a moment of panic to subside prematurely as the blur in her vision cleared, showing her that the dark, looming figures leaning over her were just the four posters of her extravagant bed.

Her ears turned carefully.

Read More

http://www.fimfiction.net/story/43700/1/I-Miss-You/I-Miss-You

"Luna?"

"..."

"Luna."

"... ... ..."

"Luna."

"... Yes... dear sister?"

"What did you do?"

"..."

"What did you do, Luna?"

"... ... ..."

"Luna."

"... Hm?"

"What. Did. You. Do?"

"That, I am unsure of, sister."

The servants of Canterlot castle could only watch with increasing discomfort as bite-sized versions of their rulers sat in front of them.

"Luna."

"Mhmm?"

"... We're young again."

Read More