I've moved on from Fimfiction. New works on AO3!
It is a good and noble thing to tell a good story.
I am just a finger pointing at the Moon. Don't look at the finger - look at the Moon.
coffee. desk. beat on repeat. and then i bang my head against the keyboard a lot, like don music from the muppets.
I hope that when the world comes to an end, I can breathe a sigh of relief, because there will be so much to look forward to.
"For fun" is the best reason to do anything. "The best" is the best way to do everything.
I'm older than your average brony, but then I've always enjoyed cartoons. I'm an experienced reviewer, EqD pre-reader, and occasional author.
A weaver of tales who enjoys a good story. What more is there to say, really?
S'up, folks! I do pony fic for fun, and I hope you enjoy it! Give me a shout on Twitter @DMDash71 if ya feel like it!
Very occasionally, I post pony stories. Twilight Sparkle is the best pony. I drink my tea with milk, no sugar. Those would be the important bits.
Necessity is the mother of my motivation. Don't ask who the father is.
Fillyfooling trans mare with a taste for transpony, SweetieBot, motherhood, sisterhood, and polyamory stories. Also, a cataloger of transpony stories.
Hey, I'm Ray. I'm a gender-neutral person from Texas. I've been watching the show since the start of season 2, and I've been creating fanworks for it since that first day!
Author, former Royal Canterlot Library curator, and the (retired) reviewer at One Man's Pony Ramblings.
Greetings, I am Merlos the Mad. I am a dabbler of both words and wizardry in my free time. I also invite you all to partake in my musings. Take care though, as they are the product of a madman.
dude i'm so good at nfts they used to call me "the blockchain ballerina"
Somedays, I sit, looking at the stars. I muse and wonder. I meditate and reflect. And I find the miracle in a new day of life. Especially since I swallowed so much glass the day before.
Before you criticize someone, you should walk a mile in their shoes. That way, when you criticize them, you're a mile away and you have their shoes.
Twilight floated a second fritter up to her mouth when she realized the first was gone. “What is in these things?” “Mostly love. Love ‘n about three sticks of butter.”