You know you're chiller and you're flipper and you're hipper than that. So face your demon, stop screamin', and pummel it flat! | Soon™
The scrubbiest of scrubs... Also a DC, and a die-hard Nintendo.
The admin crew for the Writers and Reviewers Institute for Technical Excellence (WRITE).
Just a simple guy who likes to write and stumbled into this strange but wonderful fandom.
Nothing real can be threatened. Nothing unreal exists.
I fooled you. I fooled you. I got horse stories. I got horse stories. I got all horse stories.
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.
"I still can't wait to lose my virginity conquering Poland with Goldenwing." - /mlp/
Fimfic's favorite painkiller, editorial writer for Equestria Daily, and a blog author for Equestria After Dark.
Be excellent to each other, and PARTY ON, DUDES! ~ Abraham Lincoln
Fanfiction masochist. :B She/they https://ko-fi.com/presentperfect
I usually don't drink beer, but when I do, I drink Dragon's Milk. || Soon™
Sibling writer and platonic love connoisseur. Cuddlefic Specialist. Analysis and fanfiction in dangerously wholesome G dosages. Support me on Kofi!
I throw parties and everyone is invited to them. But please, leave your shoes at the door.
Huh, where's Rucks? Whatever. I can do this myself. I'm Vincent, and I'm, well, Just Another Writer. After a gorillion years in production, hopefully my stories were worth the weight.
Scootaloo is the bestest and greatest crusader. Sweetie Belle is nothing but a dog's chew toy--one of the squeaky ones--given life, and Apple Bloom just sucks.
Welcome! I enjoy writing fictions based upon the the human side of MLP, that both contain normal and erotic content. I hope you enjoy!
Moderator of Protect Celestia. Aside from that I'm a prereader/writer who farts about this site to an excessive degree. Currently have three stories going at the moment.
Twilight floated a second fritter up to her mouth when she realized the first was gone. “What is in these things?” “Mostly love. Love ‘n about three sticks of butter.”
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.
A crazy winter lover who likes to write, blog, and cartograph about the fun and inconsequential.
Zecora is the perfect Waifu. She has hair and all her own teeth. She will never grow wings or fall in love with a spiky blue-haired punk rocker. This is Science and cannot be denied.