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I exist, I think. I like lots of things...... You might just have to read my stuff to understand. 👍 I do not take commissions, especially not from accounts with zero posts/reposts and no profile pic.

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I post stories and I think I'll keep the titles here with the fandom next to it. If I do manage to finish one of these stories, then I'll write it by the name.

°. Restlessness .° (WoF. Short Story)

°. Questions .° (WoF. Short story)

°. Burned .° (Wof. Short story)

°. The Zombie Flower Infection .° (Mlp Infection AU)

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Meet another polycule!

Delmar is a male serpentine siren, Lachlan is a merman that isn't based on any specific animal, and Ryden is a pirate captain. You can probably tell how lazy I got with them- but I love them all the same. 💖

They stemmed from an ai chat bot (this was when ai wasn't as big of an issue). I gave up using the bots, but I still love the characters so I decided to draw them myself.

Funfacts~

Delmar's name was actually Delmasea (I got it from a name generator, don't judge), and while I still love that name, it's actually really confusing to pronounce. So Delmar it is.

Up until a week ago, Lachlan wasn't a part of the relationship... but then I decided that I needed a himbo, so there he is.

I forgot what I had initially named Ryden, but then I found out that it was supposed to be Ashe... Oh well.

In terms of.. *cough cough*, Delmar is the bottom almost all the time.

The chatbot I used was actually the pirate–the other two are entirely my own characters. I only used some of his personality and a snippet of his lore as inspiration for Ryden, everything else is completely my own.

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Rhou- the alien (They/He/She).

Whitney- the woman (She/Her).

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A Blackened Heart

A blackened heart, yearned for by years of the dead.

Claw after claw, shouts of, "IT'S MINE" ring in his head.

The magic is their fuel, their strength, and their breath.

But their hunger will only lead to his death.

Crystals and sparkles, they twinkle in his dreams,

But every vision, it's not what it seems.

A voice appears: low, calm, and alluring,

But the frayed edges of his mind, it's blurring.

Agony and resentment, it's all you will find,

When the world falls.. to a husk of a mind.

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WATCHED PROJECT HAIL MARY AND NO FUCKING NOTES. STORY: AMAZING, I CRIED MULTIPLE TIMES. MUSIC: ETHEREAL, I LITERALLY ASCENDED. THAT'S ALL I HAVE TO SAY.

Uhhh, I watched it for free on Prime Video. You should do the same...

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Zombie Flower Infection

1. Everfree Flee

The sunlight was dappled through the dense trees of the forest. It was early morning–Zecora was still asleep–and I was working on breakfast for when she woke up.

She hadn't been feeling good for the past few days and so lessons were on pause. It made me nervous, though. I mean, she was so sick that she couldn't make herself a cure. And no matter how many books I borrowed from Twilight, none of my potions worked.

It might've been that I was still an amateur potion maker, but it was concerning nonetheless. Every single recipe on how to heal, every herb and flower and seed meant to bring rejuvenation or meant to bring good health was utterly ineffective. So, I changed tactics from curing, to caring for. I made her breakfast, lunch, and dinner, and anytime I left, I made sure that she was well stocked and I'd come back as soon as I could.

While I stirred porridge, I could hear shuffling from Zecora's bed and eventually the slow hoofsteps of the zebra. My head turned to her and I frowned. She seemed to be looking worse and worse as the days went by.

She wore deep eye bags, her hair looked thin and disheveled, and she just seemed.. fragile.

"Zecora, you really shouldn't be up. You look worse than yesterday," I said, but she just shook her head.

"I cannot stay in bed all day, if I do so longer, I might rot away. Besides, you shouldn't have to this all by yourself, surely there is something I can do to help," she replied while flicking her tail. I didn't want to fight, so instead, I just relented and asked if she wouldn't mind bringing some spices for breakfast.

Eventually, about early noon, I managed to wrangle Zecora into bed again. I was supposed to go back to PonyVille for a while again, but looking at Zecora's state, I didn't want to leave her alone for any number of nights.

But, while packing my saddle bag for a quick trip, Zecora called to me from her bed. "I know what you think you will do, but I will survive a few days without you. Go back home and sleep properly tonight, maybe you might find a cure to this blight."

I only sighed. Zecora was right. For the past few nights I was sleeping on the floor of Zecora's home, and trust me when I say that it was not a particularly comfortable experience. So, with a begrudging promise to only visit once or twice a day, I left Zecora's hut and began my walk into the PonyVille. I had kind of hoped that I'd have some sort of epiphany while walking about a possible cure, but I did not.

Instead, I almost tripped over my hair twice and actually tripped on a root once.

When I finally got to PonyVille, I headed straight for Princess Twilight's castle.

I barely needed to knock on the door before Starlight opened it. She had a saddle bag on as well and seemed to be about to leave. "Oh! Hey, Bubbly. Is Zecora still sick?" she asked. I nodded. "Mhm... I uh.. was going to see if Princess Twilight would be okay with me looking around the library.. and stuff," I replied.

I never really knew how to face StarlightGlimmer. She was nice, but I always felt awkward when talking to her for some reason.

"Well, she's in the library right now. Good luck with your search," she said, softer this time, and trotted down the stairs and into town. The castle was as big as ever, but luckily, with all my research and such, I at least had the route to the library memorized.

I gently nudged the door open and peeked inside, utterly relieved to see the princess on a sofa while reading a book with her horn. Spike was doing the same, but reading a comic book instead.

"Uhm... Princess?" I called and walked towards her. Twilight looked up at me with a slight surprise and then with familiarity. "Oh, it's just you. Did you need the library for more cures for Zecora?" she asked.

"Mhm. She's getting worse, and I'm starting to worry."

"Hm... We searched her symptoms in every book we could find last time. How many remedies have you tried, again?"

I pause in thought before saying a rough estimate, "About 20, I think. I just wish I knew what this illness is. It appeared out of nowhere."

Twilight frowned and stood up from her chair to place her wing over my back. "Look, we'll find a cure. I can call my friends over and we can all search for something, how does that sound?"

I can feel myself blush slightly from the proximity, but I ignore it. "Yeah, that sounds great."

"Good! In the meantime, why don't you get some rest? You look exhausted," she added. Her eyes examined the heavy bags beneath mine, bags made from so many nights spent up late, trying to workshop a cure or unable to sleep on the hardwood floors of Zecora's hut. Now that she mentioned it, I was really tired. Although my brain told me that I couldn't possibly take a nap right then, my body spoke otherwise. "I.. I guess."

"You can use one of the spare bedrooms in the castle! I have.. a lot," she awkwardly chuckled, "Spike can show you the way. Spike! Can you take Bubbly to a guest room?"

The young dragon peeked over the side of his chair before sliding down and pattering towards me. "As you wish!" he declared while bowing dramatically. Twilight only giggled and nodded to me in a way that said, 'there you go'.

While Twilight took the door closer to the hallway that lead to the front door, Spike lead me further into the castle. I followed him down a few more hallways and then up a flight of stairs until we stopped in front of a wooden door that had seemingly been labeled, 'guest room'. "It might be a bit dusty, but it's got some solid furniture," he said with a proud smile. "I'll be in the library if you need me for anything else." Then, he was gone. After I opened the door, I concurred that there was some dust, but it was overall a nice room. One bed fit for one pony, a small desk on one side and a dresser on the other. A small window let in a bit of natural light that reflected very prettily off of the crystal walls.

I shuffled into the room and gently closed to the door behind myself. Somehow, the space managed to feel big and small at the same time. I decided to just toss my bag on the desk and make myself comfortable on the bed. Sleep had been one of the last things on my mind for the past few days, but now, it took first place.

When I awoke next, the window showed that it was nearly evening. The bright blue sky had appeared slightly yellow at the horizon and the sun looked like it had just begun the slow crawl to welcome night time. I frowned and stood up from the bed to quickly grab my bag and trot back to the first floor. I had briefly gotten lost, but at some point I heard talking from inside of a room.

When I peeked inside, I saw the main six in the library, all of them reading through a stack of books.

I nudged the door further open and everyone turned to look at me. "You're awake! Sorry that I didn't tell you when they got here. You really needed the sleep," Twilight said politely.

"You're BubblyPop, right? AppleBloom said you've been workin' with Zecora? If she's sick, I'm happy to help ya out, ma'am," AppleJack greeted.

"Lovely to meet you, darling. Your stripes are so stylish!" said Rarity who sat on a comically large cushion.

Just as RainbowDash was about to say something, PinkiePie exploded from beside me. I'm.. not sure where she came from... Nor how she got there.

"Woah! You have a cutie mark! I thought zebras didn't have cutie marks!" she squealed with excitement. Her bouncy hair seemed to cloud my vision, especially since we were basically muzzle to muzzle.

There was a long stretch of quiet before I managed to mumble, "U-Uhm... I'm half earth pony."

I managed to slink away from PinkiePie and approached Twilight's side. "Have you found anything?" I asked her.

Twilight suddenly turned serious and shook her head. "Nothing that we haven't tried. I know you said that you don't know what started it, but.. maybe you could tell me what happened before she got sick?"

I sighed and sat back on my haunches. "Well, just 4 days ago, I went to her hut for our last session on how to identify certain plants, and out of nowhere she started coughing and stuff. She tried to make herself a cure that day, but nothing she made worked. Around the second day, she could barely stand from her bed and I had to take over making a cure. That's when I came to you. But she says she can't recall what she did before that day."

Twilight hummed. "Maybe I should try to cure her with magic? Healing magic is pretty tricky, but it doesn't hurt to try." I was definitely on board. After all, Zecora hadn't been getting better with anything I tried, so I was happy to rely on magic.

We all readied ourselves to visit Zecora–after all, everyone else had wanted to give her a visit anyways–and set off just as the day had turned to dusk. I stuck behind the group, closer to FlutterShy and PinkiePie. The pink earth pony seemed to vibrate with an almost endless excitement and FlutterShy kept on glancing at the surrounding forests. "Are you okay?" I asked, which in my opinion was very unlike me. But FlutterShy was a soft, gentle pony and seemed the most like me, so I felt more comfortable talking to her.

"Hm? Oh.. yes," she said softly.

"The timber wolves stay away from the trails. They like the shadows," I assured. She didn't reply, but I think she seemed to relax a bit more.

When we made it to Zecora's hut, I walked forward and knocked on the door before nudging it open with my muzzle. "Zecora?" I called and entered the room. The zebra was on her bed, as always, but yet again, she looked worse than when I saw her this morning.

"Twilight wanted to try healing you with a spell. I hope you don't mind," I said, but she didn't reply.

Even as I looked at her, her glazed eyes seemed to stare right past me. It was incredibly disconcerting. "Twilight?"

The alicorn frowned and nodded. She spread her wings to back everypony up and her horn began to glow. It grew brighter and brighter and then engulfed Zecora in a purple cocoon of luminescence.

Suddenly, she twitched, and then began to let out screams that almost gurgled in the back of her throat. Twilight froze and recoiled as she writhed and thrashed against the mattress. I couldn't move, even as everyone else backed away. Her eyes seemed to bulge with how wide they were getting and from her writhing, she had kicked the blanket off.

Her abdomen wriggled as though something were inside.

Then, with one final, ear piercing shriek, stalks of branches erupted from Zecora's mouth, rapidly reaching for all of us.

I didn't move. My eyes were wide and I was still. Although my heart beat fast and I could feel the blood rushing through my veins, I couldn't move. My legs refused to carry me, even as a stalk of the wood darted towards me.

Luckily, hooves pulled me away and towards the door.

It felt like a snap, a sudden jolt of adrenaline that forced me to gallop. I managed to look behind me, and luckily it seemed that Zecora wasn't following us. Nevertheless, we still ran until we reached the outskirts of PonyVille.

"WHAT. WAS. THAT?!" RainbowDash cried in the air. "WHAT HAPPENED TO ZECORA?"

"Rainbow! Quit yer yellin'!" AppleJack suddenly snapped. She nodded at FlutterShy with a stern frown and I realized that the yellow pegasus was on the ground hyperventilating while PinkiePie and Rarity rubbed her back, looking equally shaken.

I tried to look at Twilight for help, but she was pacing back and forth while her chest heaved with excursion. Her eyes were wide and she looked like she had just failed the most important test of her life.

I could only sit down and attempt to process what had just happened, but my brain couldn't wrap around it.

Just a second later, a hoof brushed against my shoulder. I looked up to see that Twilight was giving me a worried look. I looked around for everyone else only to find that they were far behind me, heading back into town. "Are you okay, Bubbly?" Twilight asked.

I didn't know how to respond at first, but I eventually managed a gentle nod.

The alicorn didn't look too convinced, but instead of asking again or pushing for the truth, she helped me stand on unsteady legs and lead me back to her castle. That night, it seemed that everyone agreed to sleep at in the library in a large 'sleepover' type thing. I wasn't going to attend, but PinkiePie insisted that I join, so I ended up staying and eating enough cupcakes to make my stomach hurt and get my mind off of what happened just hours before.

I wasn't the first to fall asleep–that title belonged to FlutterShy, but I was definitely quick to follow.

At some point in the middle of the night, though, I woke up to soft crying. It was unmistakably FlutterShy, and I lifted my head to look for her in the dark library. When I found her, I stood, sat beside her, and nudged her awake.

She jolted and looked up at me before shrinking into herself further. "I'm.. I'm sorry. I-I can't stop thinking about it," she whispered.

"It's okay... I.. I couldn't either."

We exchanged a few soft whispers until she drifted back to sleep. I sighed with relief and joined her. It'd been a long day, and tomorrow was sure to be an even longer one.

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Burned

(WoF Original Short Story)

It's hard to tell how long they've been in the cave, much less how long they've been gone from the rainforest. For a while, they had a roommate. Another, younger RainWing who was chained up next to them. They'd talk to each other using their scales, flashes of color being their makeshift codes. But as the days drew longer, their partner had just.. stopped eating.

They could understand why. The carcasses the NightWings fed them were barely edible, and more times than not, Elegant ended up puking half of their food later. But it was still horrible to see her wither away, her ribcage visible from under her scales and her colors permanently frozen at white with dots of pale green. Eventually, they stopped talking and she stopped trying. Each time she was taken to that horrible dragon–Elegant remembered someone calling him a "scientist", she didn't try to struggle at all.

One day she never returned. Since then, it was only Elegant in the cave, the silence deafening and the loneliness almost crippling. They just laid in a sad quiet, waiting for someone to wheel them away and to the wretched room.

At least then, they weren't alone, even if it was just partnered with the ramblings of a sick NightWing who was almost as thin as Elegant. It was still better than being chained to unbearably hot rock.

From the entrance of their cave, there was a thump and then a few slow steps. When Elegant opened their eyes, they were met with a jittery NightWing guard, her eyes narrowed as she cautiously approached. She looked just as malnourished as they did, which was almost funny if not incredibly sad. "O-Okay, RainWing. I'm going to take you to MasterMind and you aren't going to try anything... O-Okay?" she said softly, her tail twitching behind her. Elegant didn't respond, not like they could anyways.

She huffed and stepped forward, the key ring jiggling as she sorted through the assortment of metal keys.

The click of chains releasing was incredibly satisfying, but it was soon partnered with a rough tug.

As Elegant stood, they had come to realize how loose their wings binds had become. There were two contraptions on both wings, one that slid into place around the tip of their wing which kept it folded, and a mechanism that prevented them from spreading their wing out. But after what could have possibly been weeks of containment and constant jostling, the metal was corroded and slid around on the length of their inner wing. The significant weight loss might've helped some too.

But, as they were lead out of the cave and into the desolate home of the NightWings, they made a decision. It would hurt, but they had to try.

Their scales quickly turned a bright purple, only for them to quickly flash a bright red instead, as they launched themselves backwards and spread their wings with a hiss. The hiss was of both pain and an attempt to intimidate the guard. Thankfully, it worked and the thin NightWing screamed and booked it for the castle.

Her absence gave them enough time to snap the weakened restraints and soar to the ground. They couldn't concentrate enough to turn themselves invisible, but they could darken their scales enough to blend into the rocks.

All around them, wings beat furiously and dragons shouted at one another about a stray RainWing. Elegant barely breathed as they slinked around pools of lava. After a few minutes of crawling, they managed to spot a suitable hiding spot, a small crevice between two large rocks that they could squeeze themselves into.

There, they allowed their scales to mellow out and return to the dull purples, yellows, and reds that they regularly wore. With a soft sigh to themself, they peeked out of the crack, their eyes scanning the sky. It was hard to tell what was smoke and a dragon, but after a bit, they decided that the coast was clear and squeezed themselves back out. Their scales returned to a dark greyish brown and they crawled anxiously along the rocks.

They weren't sure where to go, but they knew that they couldn't stay here.

They vaguely remembered overhearing some kind of forest nearby where the NightWings hunted for food. They could stay there until they had enough strength to try to fly back to the rainforest, although there was no guarantee that they'd find their way back. Maybe they would fall into the ocean halfway through and drown, or perhaps a SeaWing would find them and take them to shore. Whatever happened had to have been better than this.

So, for the remainder of the day, they inched around the island, hiding in cracks and creases when the exhaustion was too much to handle or when the heat made moving too hard.

They started feeling hopeful when they saw barren trees and less lava pools. Their excitement grew once they saw that one green leaf fluttering down to the ground. Without noticing, their scales turned a bright gold that was dappled with light pinks and lavender. But just as soon as they had realized, a NightWing had too and shouted something. He then shot towards the RainWing in a dive. In response, Elegant yelped in alarm and spread their wings to fly into the trees.

However, they were just met with another NightWing who ushered them away from the forest. While it wasn't favorable, Elegant had decided to fly the other way, panting heavily as they pumped their wings as fast as they could go. Smoke filled their lungs with each wing beat closer to the castle and soon their wings faltered their rhythm in the air. A few other NightWings had joined the chase, but one had finally bitten hard into Elegant's tail and caused them to fall from the sky in shock. They tried hard to right themselves, but it felt as though they only fell faster.

Just as they had gotten their wings to flap correctly, one of the NightWings dived straight into their back with a roar. Elegant was pushed down and towards a lava pool, where their back foot would dip into the fiery substance, along with a bit of their bleeding tail and the tip of the middle talon on the other foot. Almost instantly, their flesh seared and their scales caught on fire. The pain was blinding and Elegant tumbled onto the rocks with a howl of pain. Guards surrounded them, holding their frail body down as others stamped out the fire that had spread across their scales.

The RainWing screamed and flapped their wings wildly, their body thrashing as they expressed the that shot through each nerve.

Finally, one of the NightWings grabbed their horns and bashed their head into the ground, effectively knocking them out. And thank goodness for it.

When they awoke again, the pain had spread through their body. Aches and pains that bloomed after adrenaline faded. Their head swam with confusion and probably the worst headache that they had ever experienced, and their leg somehow felt both numb and horribly in pain. They tried to raise their head, but all they could do was tilt it to the side and grumble incoherent nothings.

There was a grunt from the other side of the room, and they heard a dragon thumping their direction. At least, they thought they were. It was hard to tell when everything was submerged in water and muffled beyond recognition.

Finally, a tall but thin dragon walked into view, her face twisted into a scowl. She was old and looked at Elegant as if they were garbage, like a small, tiny tree who couldn't get enough sun to grow into anything significant. Oh, the sun... They missed sun time. They knew how ugly they must've looked, their scales reduced to sad imitations of the vibrant colors they once were.

The NightWing huffed. "Lookit you. All glassy eyed an' stupid. I can't believe that those guards ordered that I patch you up. Ya probably can't even function while missin' a leg," she hissed. "Got me wastin' my resources on some troublesome RainWing."

That's when Elegant realized something.. their back leg was gone. Their head had cleared just enough to tilt it back so that they could see the nub wrapped in bandages. Tears welled in their eyes, and before they knew it, they were bawling. They wanted to sob and wail, but the extra chains that the NightWings had put on them clamped their snout shut.

The following days were worse than before they had attempted escape.

Guards ridiculed Elegant every chance they got, the medic clearly hated having to babysit the RainWing and regularly forgot to give them meals, and that 'scientist', MasterMind, poked and prodded at their injuries just to see their scales change color. It was torture.

At least until the silent takeover. There was a swift thwip! in the air, a familiar sound, and Elegant watched as the medic fell prone in an instant. Their eyes widened and they weakly shuffled backwards in the cot, their scales weakly rippling through pale greens, white, and gray.

It wasn't until they saw a floating spear that they felt hope. Then, they saw a smaller sized RainWing gallop into the room, his eyes wide and worried. He lifted the spear and pressed the end to the lock of Elegant's restraints, and soon they gave away with a satisfying click.

Clank! Clank! Clank!

All the metal fell to the floor and Elegant sighed in relief. All the weight off of their shoulders felt amazing, but they couldn't bask in their freedom for long. The other RainWing reached a claw out to help them up.

"I'll help take you back to the rainforest.. can you fly?" he asked while helping Elegant to their claws.

They weren't sure when they last had food, but they could definitely feel it in their bones. "I.. I think," they replied, although their voice was scratchy. The small RainWing frowned and his scales suddenly rippled into a greyish blue. "I'll help. We'll take you to the healers and get you some fruit," he said.

Flying back to their home wasn't easy, mostly because of how thin they had become, but they persevered. The RainWing–who was named Graviola–led Elegant through an insanely dark tunnel and into the rainforest, where–in a shocking turn of events–it was raining. He had led Elegant to a group of similarly battered prisoners down on the ground and Elegant was grateful for the break from flying.

The rain washed over their scales and it felt almost as great as being freed from the shackles. It cooled their body and cleaned the dirt from their back. They hadn't seen rain in what felt like years, and now that they thought of it, they hadn't been able to breathe and smell this good in a long, long time.

They were especially grateful to be given a banana, which was promptly gobbled down, and taken to the healer's hut.

While recovering along with a group of others, Graviola and the new queen of the RainWings–a new queen! They clearly missed a lot–would visit often. Their bandages were changed regularly, they always had fruit available, and they could finally rest in the sun...

But when they were healthy enough to be discharged, they were faced with a problem. The rainforest, the safe home they used to fantasize about in the caves of that miserable NightWing island, was now full of NightWings. Most of them were in another part of the forest, but Elegant still ran into them on occasion and they would instinctively cower at the sight. Finally, after the 7th encounter with one of the smug night dragons, Elegant decided that they couldn't stay. They couldn't live like this: in constant fear of facing their captors and having regular panic attacks at the mere sight of an old guard.

So, they left. And they never looked back. They had taken as much fruit as they could, and fled for the desert. There was plenty of sun there after all, and maybe they'd find somewhere where they fit in.

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I know I was dead and non-existent, but I finally got the motivation to finish this after seeing the unfinished version in my ibis paint, and so I did!

This oc belongs to @ggamer-ggrel-xy!

Once again, if anyone wants me to draw their character, I will happily do so!!!!! :D

I should've added this earlier, but preferably wof dragon only.

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I'm reading the DragonSlayer book for the first time, and the amounts of "WAIT A DAMN MINUTE"a is so fucking crazy. Like, I just realized how Sky and Peril are brother and sister. Hearing the events of the first arc being repeated by humans who have little idea what's happening is SO WILD, because I have read the first like.. 3 chapters I think and it's just like.. WHAT THE FLIP?

Anyways, hi guys.

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I think I need to disappear off of the face of the earth for a second. Uhhh, don't expect much art or writing for a while chat. <3

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First Entries (Zombie Flower Infection)

I didn't think that I could actually make horror, but I think I did it all right! I have a really over reactive imagination, so that + being a night owl + having to turn off all the lights and then walk in the dark upstairs and into my room really makes me worry. I always imagine that there is a monster looking at me in the shadows and it makes me scared. It really doesn't help that there is a creepy dark hallway across from my room. My drawings have officially been one of those irrational fear monsters my brain creates. :D

Extra info about the au below! ↓

Story info:

This takes place right before the School of Friendship.

The story will be told from a primarily written format, possibly with drawings every now and then. I'm shit at comics and they take forever for me to do.

You might get occasional notes (like these ones) made by Bubbly with new information.

Videos are almost definitely not going to exist unless someone else wants to make it.

General info:

I am purely making this for funsies. PLEASE don't harass me for shit, bro. I hope that's not too much to ask. 🥺

If you have any questions, I will give answers as long as it doesn't spoil the story. Also, I would be delighted to hear theories as we go along. :3

If this does become popular, but I get bored/give this up, I will not be bullied to rush out an ending. If people try, Imma just tell them to fuck off, respectfully.

I'm still going to be trying to work on other things, so don't expect regular uploads. I will try to post something in relation to this au fairly frequently, though.

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HAPPY PRRRIIIIIIDDDEEEEE

Hehe! This is one of the few personal things I'll share with y'all.

Anyways, I hope y'all enjoy being gay. Peppercorn says gay is okay. It's a cat, tho, so I'm kinda just making that up. He may be homophobic , I honestly don't know. :D

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So, I'm probably going to make the mlp infection au. I've already made the main character and I'm working out the kinks of the story. I'm shit at horror though.. but I'll try my hardest. 💖

Anywho, this is BubblyPop

She hails from Zecora's homelands as part zebra part earth pony (aka, why she has a cutie mark). Her official lore outside of the au is that while she grew up in the savannahs of the Zebra Kingdom outside of Equestria, she decided to explore the land outside of her hometown. She became nomadic until she entered Equestria and met other ponies. She eventually settled in PonyVille under the apprenticeship of Zecora, where she discovered a passion in potion making.

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geulp

Sooooooo. I have the urge to make a mlp infection au. I already have an infection and stages and shit. I JUST NEED TO MAKE THE CHARTS AND FIGURE OUT THE STORY. CHAT SHOULD I DO IT? IT WON'T TAKE LONG. I SWEAR.

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Elegant!

I always like to put my characters with and without wings because I usually draw their whole bodies and then the wings, so I like to add the detail.

Also, I don't see many RainWing ocs with adjectives for names. Like, there are so many good ones! I wanna make an OC named Radiant. :3

Anyways, they are one of the RainWings who were kidnapped by the NightWings and survived.

They had to get their leg amputated after an escape attempt that ended up with their foot tripping into the lava.

They struggle with eating and sleeping, which makes their color changing abilities a bit duller and harder to maintain and keeps them thinner.

They left the RainWing village after their rescue because they couldn't bear to live with the NightWings or other RainWings.

They struggle with trusting other NightWings, especially those who seem very proud of their lineage.

They usually act pretty chipper and excitable, but they can't help feeling ugly.

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Very cool oc made by @applinjam!

I really like the blade at the end of her tail that is meant to replace her barb and I think she's a cool character! Sorry that I made her underbelly a bit lighter, I was struggling because the base and underbelly colors were very alike and I didn't have anything to separate them. I also drew my Sky/Ice hybrid, Steam, who is fairly small compared to the average SkyWing dragonet. :3

(He's also like...4 or 5.)

Anyways, I really liked drawing TigerEye and if anyone else wants me to draw their wof character, I'll gladly accept.

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I think this is my new sona or some shit, idk man. Its name is Peppercorn.