A frequent pegasus who posts infrequent stories.
I am a digital artist who felt like writing a word or two. Also English is not my native language so brace yourselves.
I wish I was enough. But I'm not and never will be.
I moved here from Fanfiction just to see how well my stories will do here. Of course, I'm not looking for popularity, I would just love some feedback, just to see if I'm going in the right direction.
Hello there! I'm your everyday guy who enjoys writing lewd stories about gay horses (and the occasional mare). So feel free to stick around if that's your thing, I hope to please you all
I've heard that I write a pretty good story named Fallout: Equestria - Memories.
I'm just a writer here to upload a few pony stories for fun.
You may call me Splash. I'm here to post stories, and i don't care what mean people think of me, though i will take criticism when it comes
Dude living in Michigan. Been writing since middle school. I love games and playing piano. Married to a lovely artist.
I tend to be a bit willowy, and prone to hitting my opponents from afar.
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I weave a world for the reader to move with. Be it passionate or tragic, heated or suspense, I craft the world. Will you read it?
I prefer writing and reading original stuff, with a sinful taste to abnormality, darling.
Bringing you everything you don't want others seeing since 1824. Warning: I have no shame.
I write about horses and other creatures kissing. The gayest of kissing
Hi, I'm EllyCoo. But you can call me Elly or Amy. I'm french so excuse my grammar errors and all that. Thanks! Hope you like stuff I do
I write second person human X pony clop sometimes. .... Yeah, I know. Regardless, I was asked to upload it here, so I figured I'd toss it up.
Hi Im Scrib! Im obviously nice and I'm a 18 year old colt. My cutie mark is a pencil drawing a heart and my coat is a lot like Pipsqueak's. My talent is making mares fall for me by my writing ability
"Inspiration does not come to the lazy. It only comes to those who call it." - P. I. Tchaikovsky