Nothing real can be threatened. Nothing unreal exists.
The hours between midnight and sunup belong to me. I've a stretch of road, a sense of duty, and ponies to fill the idle hours. Life doesn't get much better.
Exspecto meus bellum cum morte. "Look inside my soul, and see the face of madness." -- St. Benedict
No matter what the Internet tells you, you will not be eaten by giant spiders the moment you step out of a plane into Australia. Triple organ failure survivor. Profile pic by TsaoShin.
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! | Soonâ„¢
Who can take a rainbow, color it with dew, graze under it with a cupcake or two, the Ponyman, oh the Ponyman can.
An Elite Knight of sorts, who somehow ended up here, one way or another.
Some people just want to watch the world burn. I am not one of them.
Who am I? Who knows, does anyone know who they really are? I am a writer, an artists, and designer, and many things more.
New Lunar Republican stuck in the heart of the Solar Empire.
Fandom veteran, journalist, sixteen-time EqD published author. I hope you have a lovely day! Come visit my official website at www.williamantonelli.com
Fighting for freedom, wherever there's trouble, GI Joe is there! GI Joooo.... okay, where did the tie-dyed horses come from?!
Fanfiction masochist. :B She/they https://ko-fi.com/presentperfect
Nothing special here, move along, nothing to see, just ignore the lump under the sheet and the red stuff...
Reads at the speed of lightning. Writes at the speed of molasses.