Ponies will never understand the tragedy of a wet sock |KoFi

Author of the "Everyday Life With Guardsmares" greentext in the Royal Guard Mare General thread on /mlp/ and the "Red-Hot Rebound" story from /tg/

I'm the creator and lead developer of Fimfiction

Love is a verb, not a noun.

I like writing about the worst day of a character's life; it lets us see the mettle inside. (Pronouns: Guadalcanal/Solomons )

"Fluff" in the same way what collects under the sofa is fluff.

loves tiaras.

"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."

Nothing special here, move along, nothing to see, just ignore the lump under the sheet and the red stuff...

On the Sliding Scale Of Cynicism Vs. Idealism, I like to think of myself as being idyllically cynical. (Patreon, Ko-Fi.)