space is a waste

Tfw you walk through the girls aisle in target, see all the pony clothing, and desperately wish you were a girl aged 4-9. Sigh.

A web developer whose writing process occasionally looks like Pinkie's infamous Party Of One thanks to characters deciding to derail his fics when they feel they make more sense that way.

Stories about ponies are stories about people. Every challenge is an opportunity to change. My Patrons let me keep writing, at: https://www.patreon.com/RealStarscribe

hey, if you got here from another account claiming to be me (beginning with a "V") that's correct, that's me, you are not being misled.

Still tired. Still writing. Patreon

I AM THE THREADBARE NIGHTMARE! I AM THE IRASCIBLE STOCKING! I AM THE FOOTWEAR OF YOUR DISCONTENT!

Perfect has seven letters and so does meeeeee. Ko-fi|Patreon

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

time is a crime

Don't you have somewhere better to be?

I have no earthly clue what I'm doing.

I take bad ideas way too seriously.

Stories about ponies are stories about people.

Stories about: Feelings too complicated to describe, ponies

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A fan-fiction author and game programmer that lives in Glendale, CA.

Patreon | Ko-fi are available for subscriptions/donations! Helping pay my bills helps me write more!

Sea Otter, Tempest domain Cleric, Gamer, Writer. Currently nestled out on the east coast, watching icebergs float past. Discord: Tundara's Fanfiction Forum

I type stories using my hands

Out at sea, rockin' steam dreams and pilot valves... Deuces.

Not a changeling.

Why do I write? Because I can't draw! I write mainly as an outlet, and don't take it too seriously. If you like what I write, awesome! If not, that's cool too.

This account is no longer in use. I'm leaving it up so people can read my stuff. If you need to contact me, send an email to dawnfade@gmail.com

There and back again.

Does he even write stories anymore? Geez, what a flufflenugget.

A guy with too much time on his hands. Enjoys writing and over-analyzing things.

I am no one.

How did you find your way here? Nobody here but us ghosts.

Lecturer by day, pony word peddler by night.

A fellow traveler...