Hallo! My name is Inigo Montoya. You killed my father. Prepare to die. (If you get this, I automatically love you.)
If pretending to be a sentient talking lemon on a pony fanfiction website is wrong, then I don't wanna be right.
We writers do not speak. We do not hear. We have no songs. We have no pictures. We only have scripture. From words we bring images. From words we bring emotion. From words we bring life.
An aspiring writer that loves the fandom and it's works
Come closer, I don't bite...unless you're into that.
Just getting started on this site, hope to make stories people will remember. 18 years old, and I love to write.
Look into my eyes... It's where my demons hide... Don't get too close, it's dark inside...
I wish I was enough. But I'm not and never will be.
I'm 40% jokes, 30% serious, and 20% romance. The Last 10%? You tell me. Ko-fi: https://ko-fi.com/overlord_flinx
The pen is mightier than the sword, but the nuclear bomb's got them both beat.
Has it really been 10 years? Goodness! I'm just here to have fun and write my heart out (: