Fireflies with my penis. My penis is a fire bender? Cool.
Rise and Decay with my penis… Oh Celestia what.
Foster Home
This is an idea I got in my dreams, but it may shape up to be one of my best fics.
Basically, it’s a shame-less self-insert about living in a foster home ruled by an alternate universe tyrannical Celestia. Oh, but the ponies that live in this house aren’t normal by any means. We have special ‘gifts’. My character has the special gift of truth. If someone says something, my eyes will flash red for lies, or green for truth.
Honestly, I have the most worthless gift in here, which isn’t harmful in any way. Now, this is an alternate universe fic, some things will be changed up. You see, Celestia doesn’t exactly… ‘tolerate’ these special ponies. She wants them gone; so she hires ponies to off us, while keeping our hopes low so we don’t escape to the outside world.
This story will be about life in the foster home, while we deal with trying to escape and surviving.
Story 2: The Bad Morning After(gonna be changed)
This is a strange idea I got after realizing St. Pats is all about getting drunk.
What would happen if Luna sent an urgent message to Twilight, stating that Celestia was extremely sick? Being on the moon for 1000 years is sure to make that silly alicorn forget a few holidays. Especially one that revolves around cider. This is going to be a fun fic to write, will probably get to it in my spare time when I’m not working on my top 5.
Oh hey, another perk of following me on tumblr.
You guys get access to knowledge about fics I’m planning! So, here’s one I came up with TODAY.:
Twilight vs. The Internet.
Lemme tell you, words can not express how much fun this’ll be. Twilight gets ahold of a computer, and decides to see how her friends are. Let’s just say… the internet is not a nice place.
You’re probably thinking, “I’ve seen this so many times in pic form and a few fics.”
Sure, that may be true. But has Twilight ever stumbled across a RD self-insert Daring Do clopfic? No.
Has Twilight ever stumbled across Pinkamena with a bloody apron? No.
Has Twilight ever tried to open up a browser, only to find out it’s not opening, so she continuously clicks it? Don’t think so.
All in all, expect this super awesome shortfic out in 5 weeks because I’m a really slow writer.
Auld Lang Syne
It’s a collab fic I’m doing with Artimae.
Here’s a small part in the beginning, that I enjoyed writing:
“Didn’t granny Pie ever teach you to share?” resonated an elderly voice. A vivid pink mare was sitting on her rocking chair just a few metres away from the struggle. Her poofy pink mane slowly bobbed with her. Her wrinkles were many, coating a large portion of her face, a clear indication that she was old.
“But Pinkie! It-” the brown foal tried to argue.
“No buts, Cocoa. That doll is for the both of you!” Pinkie interrupted, waving her front hoof in a mocking matter. “Remember what I told you about sharing?”
Cocoa sighed, letting his eyes wander to the side in an attempt to avert looking at Pinkie. “Sharing helps you earn new friends, and the more friends you have, the bigger your parties will be,” he drawled in a monotone voice.
“That’s Pinkie logic 101. If it benefits parties, do it!” Pinkie exuberantly exclaimed. “That includes sharing. Isn’t that right, Sugarcane?”
The pink filly turned her head towards Pinkie, and begrudgingly nodded.
As I promised: A short scene from a fic.
This is from Sweet Tooth:
“You sure you got this, Twilight?” Spike asked.
Twilight was hastily stirring some batter in a plastic bowl. A faint purple aura enveloped the spoon she was using. “I’m sure, Spike! I have the pancake cooking book right in front of me. There’s no way I can screw this up!”
“Hasn’t stopped you before…” the dragon muttered.
“What was that, Spike?”
“Uh… nothing,” Spike said, grinning sheepishly. “Well, since you seem to have cooking under control, I’m going to go clean up the library!”
Twilight hummed to herself as she poured the batter into a frying pan. Almost instantaneously, the entire batter went up in flames. The unicorn stared at the fire, dumbfounded. “This isn’t even possible! There’s nothing that could’ve even caused this!… Ugh! Spike!”
