You never know where the green beans are going to land.
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A pool boy by trade. A rocker at heart. A writer by soul. And not afraid to show my face.
And this is the part where you start groveling. I prefer screams of suffering MANE-ly!
Damn lmao this site has plenty reason to leave
Writing Comedy, Adventure and Slice Of Life. Desperately trying to keep up with all the crazy stories my brain comes up with.
My mask protects me from gas and Internet gnomes. What's your mask?
Sea Otter, Tempest domain Cleric, Gamer, Writer. Currently nestled out on the east coast, watching icebergs float past. Discord: Tundara's Fanfiction Forum
Insanity is only those of the vivid imagination
Hi there! The names Kro! Hope you enjoy your stay!
An alternate account for KnightMysterio, containing almost all his adult-related pony works.
That girl that writes things you may or may not read. TG stuff, probably. Avatar of my batpony Evening Script by baladeAdvent.
What's that smell? Is it blood?!... No, it's a Snickers bar... But what is inside?
Some men just want to watch the world burn. Me? I'll be standing at a safe distance with a marshmallow on a stick
Somedays, I sit, looking at the stars. I muse and wonder. I meditate and reflect. And I find the miracle in a new day of life. Especially since I swallowed so much glass the day before.
I'm an avid writer that enjoys creating human x pony romance stories. If you like what you've read, then perhaps you'd Buy Me A Coffee?
Just a guy who likes to pony. I read more than I write, and love HiE fics.
LOOOOOOOOOOOOONG LOOOOOOOOOOOOONG MAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAN!
"Gold for the merchant, silver for the maid / Copper for the craftsman, cunning in his trade / 'Good', laughed the Baron, sitting in his hall / But iron - cold iron - shall be the master of them all."
I'm a small time writer. Actually, more of an occational writer, but I intend to write decently when I actually do.
“Saints have no moderation, nor do poets, only exhuberance.” ~Anne Sexton
I proved my namesake in a duel of honour. The crayon never stood a chance.
80% Sarcasm, 10% Sex Jokes and 10% Unknown Materials...