There ain't no rakes on the grape train!
I write so that one day I may finally stop writing and be free, but these damn new ideas keep finding ways into my brain. I need to write more to vent them out!
King nigger lord of the watermelon, duke of the chicken realm, high almoner of the grape cool aid of the Nile, has no tolerance for white people.
I do nothing of merit. On occasion, I give the impression of being creative, but this is a deception. I am merely derivative in clever ways.
Okay, I admit it, I'm probably not your mom. But odds are I'm old enough to be. Now with Patreon account (under alarajrogers) and short stories on Amazon (under Alara Rogers).
Your average fan fiction writer. I enjoy anime, music, my little pony of course.
Hey all, I'm billymorph, a semi-professional writer, self-published author and full-time pony fan. If you enjoy my work, please support me on Patreon!
I like girls with dicks, if you couldn't notice. Also stories that are stupid but amusing. And stupidly amusing stories involving girls with dicks. And sometimes without dicks.
Check my deviantART at perseveringrose.deviantart.com... I know I only have 1 clopfic up right now, but that's the only one I'll ever do, okay? Well, maaaaaaybe... (;
RCAF pilot in training. Returning to the fandom (in a fashion) and probably going to start writing again once I've caught up with the show.
20 years old. Loves mlp fanfiction of all types(mostly shipping).
Author of the Tarnished Silver series. I write clopfics with too many emotions in them. My work is very niche, but my readers are a wonderfully enthusiastic bunch, so I must be doing something right?
Out at sea, rockin' steam dreams and pilot valves... Deuces.
People are like books. You can't judge them by the outside and it's not cool to burn a big pile of them.
Just someone who has no idea what they are doing.
You never know where the green beans are going to land.
Still slowly trying to disentangle from MLP. It is ... slow going.
The day will come when I write a story and finish it too.
[center]I have no idea what I'm doing.[/center]
Sometimes I wrestle with my demons. Other times we just cuddle.
Prithee and well met, thou tempestuous witch of storms, to alight so delicately upon the jet streams of the cerulean sky. Welcome to Spirit Airlines.