That one guy who is creatively bankrupt, but thinks he's hot shit
I lurk in parks and rummage through ashtrays to find cigarettes that aren't completely smoked out. Bonus points if they have lipstick. It's like having a relationship.
I write pony words that people seem to like. I also review fics and draw purty pictures, apperently. I'm an older fan of MLP, so expect a lot of 80's references.
There is nothing in the world more helpless and irresponsible and depraved than a pony in the depths of a Friendship binge.
Just an artist here, but sometimes I write about pony plots.
All my favorite colors, my sisters and my brothers... Hate the sig? Report me. Bullies get ignored, no exceptions. You know who you are.
That Minnesotan guy who has quickly gone from being a common brony to being an avid reader and editor, primarily for CommissarAJ and the amazing Price of Loyalty writers.
TittySparkles is pretty based, writes great porn that I can rub one off to on a weekly basis, and she has no problem telling societies leftie rejects to fuck off. - Anonymous
World renowned author of the Procrastination Manifestation
All my stories end with the word "gullible." No really, check them out!
An aspiring Author honing his skills by writing about these silly little ponies. A Fox of few words outside the realm of fiction, unless he gets on a roll with something.
I also have a SubscribeStar, because Patreon nuked me. Lesson? Do not trust Patreon.
You can get your own story written or push a current story for more updates at his Patreon!
We'll write or draw anything for you. Even wholesome, consensual cuddle-sex. If we have to.
Booping, romance, silly stuff, drama, I write it all. Mostly just booping, though.
"It is beautiful, it is endless, it is full and yet seems empty."
Inconsistently making my favorite ponies miserable since 2011
[center]I have no idea what I'm doing.[/center]
Abuse my love a thousand times, However hard I try, Heartbreaker; your time has come, Can't take your evil way ♫♫♫
We’ve got dents and we’ve got quirks, but it’s our flaws that make us work.
I fooled you. I fooled you. I got horse stories. I got horse stories. I got all horse stories.
Heart of my own heart, how can I let you go? Love of my life, why go where I cannot follow? Why must you leave me behind, to live on without you? My love, my love, what am I going to do without you?
You don't know him, but you get the feeling that he's an asshole.
"The soul becomes dyed with the color of its thoughts." ~ Marcus Aurelius