In the light of the torch, you see a great many discarded scraps of paper sprawled across the floor of the cave. Truly these putrid, oozing creations could only be borne from the mind of a real horse.

Mostly crossovers. WARNING: Not A Fast Writer

My name is Mike Tubapun!! I use she/they pronouns and love a good horse story!!

Convention Runner, Statistician, and lover of all things Soarburn

Greetings World. You may call me Nyronus. I write stories, among other things. My hobbies include existential ennui, being Princess Luna, and Saving the World. Feel free to hit me up on Steam to chat!

Walk, don't run. Unless you're late for the bus.

Claudia / She/It / here to be trans, weird, and weirdly transgender, then document my findings / "You are a cold-blooded killer, but it takes all kinds to make a world" -G-men, Psychonauts (2005)

Senior Huevos fan (They/Them) Patreon/Ko-Fi

Quoth the raven: "CAW CAW CAW CAW CAW CAW CAW CAW CAW" (Patreon)

Sibling writer and platonic love connoisseur. Cuddlefic Specialist. Analysis and fanfiction in dangerously wholesome G dosages. Support me on Kofi!

PRONOUNCED: sem ee yawn || any character i ever write, ever, is 18+ unless explicitly stated otherwise

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

beak enthusiast

A writer and musician trying to be decent at both things. Here, you'll find some of my attempts at storytelling!

On the Sliding Scale Of Cynicism Vs. Idealism, I like to think of myself as being idyllically cynical. (Patreon, Ko-Fi.)

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