a 21 year old mexican who likes ponies, gaming, and the occasional annoyance to the human mass
Greetings, travelers. I welcome you to this fine land. May you find glory in the Hunt, kindred hunter.
Part-time writer, pony enthusiast, and currently building a world around The Ghost of Coltistrano. Here to present tales of adventure, heroism, excitement, and a hint of romance.
Ellie here! I'm a fillyfooling and coltcuddling junky who ships everything predictable, sweet & sexy. Feel free to enjoy all of my stories or message me! ❤
Cannot physically write word that make logic... But ohmaigod do I try. Currently has no Computer! Hooray for a ten year old laptop!
Just some guy who started trying to actually write something after almost two years of lurking. Apparently people like to read the stuff that goes on in my head. Huh.
My Name Is Fox Heart Of Fyre. i am the burning passion that smolders in the heart of those who truly love someone by day, and by night, i am a raging she-demon of hate and darkness.
You can't get to the light without walking through the dark first. There are twists and turns and sometimes it feels as if the light has disapeared, but it is there. You just have to look.
Channeling insanity into entertaining tales since 2015-01-19.
Im a girl who like Mlp and anime... No judging my stories and no rude comments... Enjoy!
I'm a brony, Whovian, casual Star Trek fan, and a film geek with a collection of DVDs and Blu-Rays that numbers into the thousands combined. I'm a nerd for all seasons.
Hello there. I was born on a Saturday, I guess I was meant for weekly episode shows. Darkness is just an absense of light, so sometimes you just need someone to call you over to the sunny patch
Healing slowly..... And there might be times I show my real face
If pretending to be a sentient talking lemon on a pony fanfiction website is wrong, then I don't wanna be right.
I am Evangelina Valery Astaria Discordia. I will do anything to protect my kingdom and the one I love Eris H. Discordia also the kids we have.
Eeeeeeew Why is there a cow on my lawn. *That Bitch aint have time for you!* </3 Love u too....... :D I know you do but do I give a shit???????!??!?!?!?!?!???!?!?!? SUP PEOPLE I OMG RUNNING OUT OF W..
Welcome, fellow readers of MLP:FiM fanfiction. I am Honeytongue, and hopefully you will enjoy reading my stories, as much as I do writting them.
I am the Nightmare, Come to haunt your dreams. I am the monster hiding under your bed. I am the voices in your head.
Tender is the night for a broken heart, who will dry your eyes when it falls apart?
Secrets beckon to all humans but only the foolish and ignorant search for what is not meant to be discovered. Such is the fate of men.
Hello! I am a depressing girl with an odd love of miniature equines and Homestuck. I have a crippling addiction to Anime, but other than that I'm somewhat sane!
There are 10 kinds of people in this world; those who can know binary, and those who don't
Greetings. Welcome to my humble page. If you like, please stay awhile. Listen to the aria of the past.
I am the Element of Surprise! I love to write, sketch and design cool stuff. I also love pie, cats(though I'm terribly allergic), butterflies, and owls. Derpy is my spirit animal.
Sometimes you lose yourself in your own narcissism. That's when you find out you might be the bad guy.
The chance that someone shares the same fucked up mind, same perversion, and same interests as me is so rare, that I'm actually using the internet to talk to the other people as desperate as me. - M
I write so that one day I may finally stop writing and be free, but these damn new ideas keep finding ways into my brain. I need to write more to vent them out!
Gassing yourself is the only solution. In fact, it's the final solution.
Good authors too, who once knew better words, Now only use four-letter words writing prose. Anything goes.
Hey....Sexy~ Whatcha doing, on my page. -Wink- Follow me I follow you back.
The window through which we perceive life is what defines our experience of it. We are only aware of a small fraction of what our senses pick up. We can all choose how we see the world.