"Let me finish my cute G3 fic!"

"Silence! You shall first make a G5 fic, despite you knowing almost nothing about it! It is the perfect plan."

INTRUSIVE THOUGHTS UPDATE!

WE ARE NOW IN CONTROL OF ABRONY. DO NOT BE ALARMED. THIS CAN ONLY BE A GOOD THING

Rhythmic beats

"No, shoo, shoo!"

Still Alive from Portal is still so freaking good

"The half elf pony paladin gains 4 hit points more per level than the werepony bat mage. But your werepony gains two extra abilities on the full moon. Is everypony following?"

WARNING NSFW

WARNING: SAD

In the morning, in the winter shade
On the first of March, on the holiday
I thought I saw you breathing

All the glory that the Lord has made
And the complications when I see his face
In the morning, in the window


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Oh Gawd, it's done. My terrible fic is done. I'm a lil nervous of releasing her, though... it's a very spicy one this time. The intrusive thoughts bodied me for this one.

The time was 11:02 on the 1st of May.

That is the day and time that I ended a drought of new friends since 2008 .

I never hoped nor expected or sought this but, Silks, you are an angel

Bit of a shame I'm not, but there you go