I finally have gotten a Fimfiction.net account for all my fanfics I create of MLP.

My username one there is Goldey.

I wont be on it alot but thats how you can find me when I am not on tumblr.

ask—dawn:

askthestormwizard:

questionsforponiesandanswers:

mrfreelow:

foxinshadow:

Pinkie, poor 4th wall is so dead… -__-

Oh god!

All my want!!

(I’d probably have the same reaction, then I’d probably want to keep her.)

((id keep her))

ask-brownie-hooves:

mapleleafthecanadian:

pinkie-pie:

my life is seriously ponies

Ditto. AND I LOVE IT!

ask-raven-pie:

askfrost:

askblackbetrayal:

((Of course i want a cure for cancer it’s like hell as a disease))

((Quick fun fact: The hemp oils in marijuana have been proven to kill cancer cells.

Ladies and gentlemen, the cure for cancer is weed.))

askmoneyshot:

ask-spiiike:

Oh lord.

It’s funner this way =w=

pyrys:

ask-peachtoadstool:

asksilverstrings:

askadamthepegasus:

archaedus:

Cancer Pony!

D:

look like caramel 

((Don’t even SAY that! No it doesn’t!

Also, no, it does resemble him, but he’s too light. Caramel’s coat is more an orange-brown, and he’s a cream. And in low light, he would be darker, not lighter. Not Caramel.))

He’s lighter, like say, how one would look after being sick for a time?

Oh god it is Cancer-mel

askcarrottop:

Barking pony. The hell.

ask-maredowell:

darthmedivh:

swaetshrit:

I don’t wanna be perfect anymore

Too beautiful 

(VERY beautiful… Her hair and mane… just beautiful.)

steveholtvstheuniverse:

The stars will aid in her escape // x

squirrelpony:

squirrelpony:

squirrelpony:

squirrelpony:

ask-applecider:

squirrelpony:

• *Squirrel is passed out in a ditch, most of his glowsticks have faded and his fishnets are sticky with sweat, there is a white sticky liquid on his face, chest, and dripping from his tail hole. here is a bottle of booze under his arm*

…

• *He lays there snoring loudly, occasionally he tries to lick some of the cum off of his muzzle*
• Applecider saw him trying to lick something off she grabbed a hand towl and wiped it off she threw it in the laundrey (lol?) she sat next to the bed knowing his food will get cold she took the food in the kitchen and made sure it stayed warm she washed some dishes still waiting for the colt to get up
• *He yawned quietly and opened one eye*

Apple Cider finished up with the dishes she went in the bedroom to get something letting him rest she went in her drawer to find somthing “Come on where did I put it!” she whispered looking threw all the papers and pictures.

*he watched her, interested* Excuse me miss, where am i?

Apple Cider stops her search and looked at the colt “Your in my house I had to take care of you after I saw you in a ditch so I took you here” she says looking at him she goes by the bed.