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Digital Artist | Registered: Mar 27, 2014 10:26
You give a little love and it all comes back to you.
You know, you're gonna be remembered for the things that you say and do
My super special and cuddly Family:
my super cuddly, special, wonderful, silly, very adorable little cubby kit fox
TFFox <3
and my new super cuddly, fun, sweetieheart and silly little dragon pup
glacero <3
My daddy
TheFallenPony
MY hard working big brother: Snow
My inventive and special little sister: Vivid Brush
My super adorable and pweety and good wittle puppy
BronyMiner
My super cutie and adorable bwother
TheFallenPony
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Hello all, I am a 36 year old ABDL. My name is Amethyst Apple, you may call me Amy, Ame or Amethyst. My birth name is Lawrence Charles Smith, but he is not who I am anymore, besides only my momma and daddie can call me that (when I am naughty, which happens sometimes.) As I referenced I have a momma who I love very, very much, his name is Rene/Sterling, I have a daddie, who I care for deeply now too, his name is Valence.
I hope to someday be a AB daddie/momma as well, but I am very shy and I guess the word is introverted, so even if I knew a little pony who wanted or needed a daddie or momma, I would be too shy to ask or bring up the subject with them, but I would be overjoyed and happy to discuss it with them.
What kind of daddie would I be? I would be a very loving, attentive, nurturing, supportive, advisory, and caring daddie, but I would also be strict. The rules exist for little colts and filles for a reason, they are for their own good. If a rule were to be broken my little one would face some corner time, the loss of his or her favorite toy, or maybe they would not get any desert, the punishment would depend on the rule that is broken, as the saying goes "Let the punishment fit the crime."
As for my personal interests, I love dipeys, wearing, using and playing in them. I love to play games on my PS3 and a little PC gaming (limited on that due to me having a not very strong PC or healthy one,) I do write fan fics, but I am not that good of a writer, I can write and I have been told I have a very wonderful and vivid imagination, but the mechanics of proper writing (grammar, syntax, punctuation, and finding the right prose to write in elude me a little at theis time, but I am improving . . .I think.
As for art stuff, I am just learning how to draw and with all the things I am responsible for in my IRL life (trying to find a job, trying to figure out how I am going to get my GED, attending an online college for my IRL mother (Darlene) (which so far through 16 weeks or 2 completed classes and two classes in progress I have a about 3.2 GPA. For a high school drop out (ran away from home when I was 14) who only finished the 10th grade, that is pretty good), being the head ADMIN and Moderator for a Skype chatroom "Brohooves are Magic", trying to do some gaming and spending time with momma and daddie online, I try to find whatever time I can to practice drawing, but that is limited at best right now. I also have dreams of being an animator, but that is just a silly dream that will 90% never happen.
You know, you're gonna be remembered for the things that you say and do
My super special and cuddly Family:
my super cuddly, special, wonderful, silly, very adorable little cubby kit fox

and my new super cuddly, fun, sweetieheart and silly little dragon pup

My daddy

MY hard working big brother: Snow
My inventive and special little sister: Vivid Brush
My super adorable and pweety and good wittle puppy

My super cutie and adorable bwother












Hello all, I am a 36 year old ABDL. My name is Amethyst Apple, you may call me Amy, Ame or Amethyst. My birth name is Lawrence Charles Smith, but he is not who I am anymore, besides only my momma and daddie can call me that (when I am naughty, which happens sometimes.) As I referenced I have a momma who I love very, very much, his name is Rene/Sterling, I have a daddie, who I care for deeply now too, his name is Valence.
I hope to someday be a AB daddie/momma as well, but I am very shy and I guess the word is introverted, so even if I knew a little pony who wanted or needed a daddie or momma, I would be too shy to ask or bring up the subject with them, but I would be overjoyed and happy to discuss it with them.
What kind of daddie would I be? I would be a very loving, attentive, nurturing, supportive, advisory, and caring daddie, but I would also be strict. The rules exist for little colts and filles for a reason, they are for their own good. If a rule were to be broken my little one would face some corner time, the loss of his or her favorite toy, or maybe they would not get any desert, the punishment would depend on the rule that is broken, as the saying goes "Let the punishment fit the crime."
As for my personal interests, I love dipeys, wearing, using and playing in them. I love to play games on my PS3 and a little PC gaming (limited on that due to me having a not very strong PC or healthy one,) I do write fan fics, but I am not that good of a writer, I can write and I have been told I have a very wonderful and vivid imagination, but the mechanics of proper writing (grammar, syntax, punctuation, and finding the right prose to write in elude me a little at theis time, but I am improving . . .I think.
As for art stuff, I am just learning how to draw and with all the things I am responsible for in my IRL life (trying to find a job, trying to figure out how I am going to get my GED, attending an online college for my IRL mother (Darlene) (which so far through 16 weeks or 2 completed classes and two classes in progress I have a about 3.2 GPA. For a high school drop out (ran away from home when I was 14) who only finished the 10th grade, that is pretty good), being the head ADMIN and Moderator for a Skype chatroom "Brohooves are Magic", trying to do some gaming and spending time with momma and daddie online, I try to find whatever time I can to practice drawing, but that is limited at best right now. I also have dreams of being an animator, but that is just a silly dream that will 90% never happen.
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I'm back....I think.
3 days ago
Hey, it’s been a long time. I know I disappeared suddenly and completely, and I never explained why. For over 11 years now, I’ve carried the weight of just going silent, and I know that choice probably hurt or confused people who cared about me. I want to be honest about why it happened, what’s been going on, and where I’m at now.
The truth is, I wasn’t in a good place back then. Something very personal broke me in a way I didn’t think was possible, and I shut down. I thought if I just vanished, it would protect me from more pain. What it really did was leave a hole — in my life and in the connections I abandoned. I don’t say this to excuse it, but to admit it: I was too hurt to explain, so I chose silence.
Since then, I’ve been living quietly. I’ve been working at McDonald’s for 7 years. Life has been routine, but not meaningless. In my own way, I’ve been surviving. And recently, something unexpected happened: I started writing a My Little Pony movie project. At first it was just an outlet — songs, scripts, storyboards. But it’s grown into something bigger. The movie has become a place where I can pour my traumas, my grief, my questions about love, betrayal, family, and healing. Through the characters, I’ve been able to face things I couldn’t talk about directly. It’s been like ripping off old bandages I’d left on for too long, letting the wounds finally breathe so they can start to heal in a healthier way.
I won’t lie — I’m still very hurt by what caused me to disappear. That part of my story doesn’t just vanish with time. But for the first time in years, I’m beginning to come to terms with it. Not by pretending it never happened, but by acknowledging it and finding ways to process it through creativity.
I’ve also thought a lot about the ABDL side of myself. That part of me still exists, and I won’t deny it. Do I want to dive headfirst into that world again? Yes. Am I ready to? No. Not yet. For now, I’m focusing on healing, on finding balance, and on learning how to connect with people again without fear or shame.
I don’t know how this message will be received. If reconnecting isn’t something you want, I’ll accept that. But if you are open to it, I’d like to at least say hello again, share where I’m at now, and maybe — slowly and carefully — rebuild some sense of connection.
Even if nothing comes from this, I didn’t want to stay silent anymore. I wanted you to know that I didn’t disappear because I stopped caring. I disappeared because I was broken. And I’m finally trying to live again.
The truth is, I wasn’t in a good place back then. Something very personal broke me in a way I didn’t think was possible, and I shut down. I thought if I just vanished, it would protect me from more pain. What it really did was leave a hole — in my life and in the connections I abandoned. I don’t say this to excuse it, but to admit it: I was too hurt to explain, so I chose silence.
Since then, I’ve been living quietly. I’ve been working at McDonald’s for 7 years. Life has been routine, but not meaningless. In my own way, I’ve been surviving. And recently, something unexpected happened: I started writing a My Little Pony movie project. At first it was just an outlet — songs, scripts, storyboards. But it’s grown into something bigger. The movie has become a place where I can pour my traumas, my grief, my questions about love, betrayal, family, and healing. Through the characters, I’ve been able to face things I couldn’t talk about directly. It’s been like ripping off old bandages I’d left on for too long, letting the wounds finally breathe so they can start to heal in a healthier way.
I won’t lie — I’m still very hurt by what caused me to disappear. That part of my story doesn’t just vanish with time. But for the first time in years, I’m beginning to come to terms with it. Not by pretending it never happened, but by acknowledging it and finding ways to process it through creativity.
I’ve also thought a lot about the ABDL side of myself. That part of me still exists, and I won’t deny it. Do I want to dive headfirst into that world again? Yes. Am I ready to? No. Not yet. For now, I’m focusing on healing, on finding balance, and on learning how to connect with people again without fear or shame.
I don’t know how this message will be received. If reconnecting isn’t something you want, I’ll accept that. But if you are open to it, I’d like to at least say hello again, share where I’m at now, and maybe — slowly and carefully — rebuild some sense of connection.
Even if nothing comes from this, I didn’t want to stay silent anymore. I wanted you to know that I didn’t disappear because I stopped caring. I disappeared because I was broken. And I’m finally trying to live again.
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Caracal kitten
Favorite Music
Rock
Favorite TV Shows & Movies
The Rocky Horror Picture Show
Favorite Games
Final Fantasy 6
Favorite Gaming Platforms
PlayStation 4
Favorite Animals
Wild Cats
Favorite Site
Google.com
Favorite Foods & Drinks
Chicken, pizza, sweedish meatballs, and of coarse hay, fruits and veggies (I am a pony after all.)
Favorite Quote
"There is no crime in giving yourself over to pleasure." Dr. Frank-n-Furter.
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