You Aren't Who I Thought You Were, But Did I Ever Really Know You?

"Oh, Death? Come close my eyes."

A little goretober of my babe Lilith before the season is over.

I had a lot of fun with this one. I love her wings.

Lilith is a succubus demon rabbit. She/her. WlW

A wedding

But instead of throwing a bouquet of flowers you launch a small rocket ship.

Once a little boy went to school. One morning The teacher said: “Today we are going to make a picture.” “Good!” thought the little boy. He liked to make all kinds; Lions and tigers, Chickens and cows, Trains and boats; And he took out his box of crayons And began to draw.

But the teacher said, “Wait!” “It is not time to begin!” And she waited until everyone looked ready. “Now,” said the teacher, “We are going to make flowers.” “Good!” thought the little boy, He liked to make beautiful ones With his pink and orange and blue crayons. But the teacher said “Wait!” “And I will show you how.” And it was red, with a green stem. “There,” said the teacher, “Now you may begin.”

The little boy looked at his teacher’s flower Then he looked at his own flower. He liked his flower better than the teacher’s But he did not say this. He just turned his paper over, And made a flower like the teacher’s. It was red, with a green stem.

On another day The teacher said: “Today we are going to make something with clay.” “Good!” thought the little boy; He liked clay. He could make all kinds of things with clay: Snakes and snowmen, Elephants and mice, Cars and trucks And he began to pull and pinch His ball of clay.

But the teacher said, “Wait!” “It is not time to begin!” And she waited until everyone looked ready. “Now,” said the teacher, “We are going to make a dish.” “Good!” thought the little boy, He liked to make dishes. And he began to make some That were all shapes and sizes.

But the teacher said “Wait!” “And I will show you how.” And she showed everyone how to make One deep dish. “There,” said the teacher, “Now you may begin.”

The little boy looked at the teacher’s dish; Then he looked at his own. He liked his better than the teacher’s But he did not say this. He just rolled his clay into a big ball again And made a dish like the teacher’s. It was a deep dish.

And pretty soon The little boy learned to wait, And to watch And to make things just like the teacher. And pretty soon He didn’t make things of his own anymore.

Then it happened That the little boy and his family Moved to another house, In another city, And the little boy Had to go to another school.

The teacher said: “Today we are going to make a picture.” “Good!” thought the little boy. And he waited for the teacher To tell what to do. But the teacher didn’t say anything. She just walked around the room.

When she came to the little boy She asked, “Don’t you want to make a picture?” “Yes,” said the little boy. “What are we going to make?” “I don’t know until you make it,” said the teacher. “How shall I make it?” asked the little boy. “Why, anyway you like,” said the teacher. “And any color?” asked the little boy. “Any color,” said the teacher. And he began to make a red flower with a green stem.

~Helen Buckley, The Little Boy

I love my party

Dont let the game awards stream sweep the fact that twitch just announced that LGB allience and Austism speaks are gonna be on their charity roster this year under the rug

My personal MLP lore:

I have a lot of ships and lore that I personally have. I have been working on making my fics fit for publishing on fanfic sites, but for now:

Rainbow X AppleJack. They live together on the farm but are both very independent in the relationship as RD runs the Wonderbolts and AJ manages the harvest with occasional assistance from Apple Bloom & Co

Big Mac /Orchard Blossom = She / Her Trans Fem

Starlight X Trixie X Sunburst: Starlight and Trixie are romantically in love and they platonically love Sunburst as their QPP. It's a Queer platonic Polycule.

Sunburst = He/Him Trans Masc

Fluttershy X Discord: After realizing their own love decide to play match maker with all of their friends. Who are clearly in love but too nervous to make a move. Discord naturally plans very chaotic meet-cute scenarios while Flutters reels him back into a more subtle approach.

Chrysalis becomes somewhat reformed after she is displaced as ruler of the Changelings she is forced to figure out who she is on her own.

Twilight X Rarity: I can't explain it better than autistic girls love shiny things and they are both shiny things. They live together in the castle and Rarity travels with Twilight to canterlot and back for royal duties as well as check on her boutiques.

I'll add more to this as I recall it, but for now enjoy some of my published fics

To continue my Groundhog Day MLP AU that exists solely because I want it to...

By the way do you have life insurance? Need a little more??

I just gotta get my ideas out there for this AU or my brain may explode.

Anyway I feel the concept of undergoing ego death and becoming a person of love and understanding in that death fits Twilight exceptionally.

Twilight is Phil Conners (Main character)

Pinkie is punxsutawney phil (punxsutawney pie)

Rarity is Rita Hanson (love interest)

Rainbow Dash is Ned Ryerson

Fluttershy is Larry the camera man

And

Apple Jack is Buster Green (mayor) or possibly the other love interest

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I also made a movie poster mock up earlier this year during post op 😔 I can definitely tell my arm was big messed up for this one xD

I think I will redraw it with more screen caps xD

"You have beautiful eyes "

Me n my friends have been reliving our childhood by re-reading the scary stories that we told in the dark.

And of course now I have to draw all of them XD!

This one is for Rainbow Factory, next up is possibly An Apple Sleep Experimentor or maybe somepony is hungry for cupcakes? And possibly my other MLP movie cross overs XD

I'm working on a big 12 piece project regarding MLP movie cross overs so these creepy pasta re-draws are my warm ups for the big ones x3

Not texting back because it's 2 am and I don't wanna look sleep deprived is either anxiety or my weird attempt at being respectful