mothwingzzz

[mothwingzzz]

Will you be coming back ?

yes! i will be- honestly i’ve just had a crazy onslaught of unprecedented personal problems. the writer for the series is my ex husband so… um… yeah. i still have so many plans and things i want to do to finish the series, but am having some issues compartmentalizing working full time, being a mom, etc. i love you guys and thank you so much for all of your support.

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backlogging the rest of my tiktok content today now that i have some time off work, and hoping to release a new tumblr exclusive chapter by monday. ily all, thank you to all the friends who followed me here.

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CW: GORE CW: BODY HORROR

"Dear Apple Bloom,

Aw sug, I knew I should have listened to ya. Your gut ain't ever steered no one in the wrong direction, least of all your family.

When big brother started coming back from the fields all exhausted and spittin' more water out of his mouth than a fire hydrant on a hot summers day, you were the first to speak up. None of us wanted to admit ol' Big Mac might have been comin' down with somethin' but while we were all chalkin' it up to overworking himself or old age, you were the first one to notice his mark was fading.

I can't say what I did was right. All I can say is I was bein' stubborn, gosh darn it. I didn't want to see my big brother go. How selfish I was... You can't imagine the guilt I have wrestlin' in my big ol' heart right now. I should've never let it go on as long as I did. I didn't know what the farm would do without him, and I certainly wasn't too keen on sendin' him off to that big fancy hospital. Course he was too delirious to make any decisions for himself and I... I had to make them for him. Oh god, little sis, it was too much weight to put on my itty bitty shoulders and I couldn't cave. I had to be strong and I had to be the one to help him.

I figured if we got him all situated in the barn, it'd just take a day or two of rest and he'd be up and at 'em again, spry as a spring chicken. But when those days started growing longer, and the nights lost their quiet charm on account of his constant neighing and crying, the truth was a bitter pill to swallow. It was his hooves that started to go first. While every one of my friends concerned themselves with his up and vanished cutie mark, you and I started to see the red sacks swelling up around his legs. It was as if his skin was an overfilled sack of potatoes: growin' too heavy until all those spuds would just... burst.

When he took a nip at me was when I finally broke down. Our big brother, the kindest stallion i'd ever known, started screaming his lungs out about how he was fine and he'd needed to get back to pushing the plow even though he'd lost over half of his weight by that point. I pushed him back down on his cot and scolded him. I knew plain as day by then that he was sick. A piece of his skin came off on to my hoof cleaner than a bandage. Sicker than any pony i'd ever seen in my entire life. The sore growing around his mane made the hair fall out in clumps and he couldn't help himself from coughing up those big piles of snot and blood whenever he tried to breathe.

I should have seen it coming, sug. Maybe it was the exhaustion from the extra work. Maybe it was the fact that I wasn't feeling too peachy myself, but I should have seen him whip his bony neck towards me before he tore a chunk out of dads ol' sun cap. He clipped my ear too. The worst part was that I couldn't tell if the blood on his lips was from me or the five teeth he lost doing the act.

I should have seen it coming. All of it. Now here we are: him on his lonesome in a room all the way on the other end of the wing, wheezing and crying and smearing his own waste and blood all over the walls. And me. I don't feel so good, sugar plum. My legs can't do as much walkin' as they used to. My eyes feel like they're getting softer and softer every day. And my shame. I can't even remember grandmas name anymore. Oh sweet pea, please just make sure you stay put until they figure out whats wrong with us. I love you... your sister will be with you as soon as she can again. Dashie's the only one who comes and sees me anymore, she says Big Mac keeps trying to get her to come into his room, insisting he's A-okay... but he ain't got eyes in his head no more. Oh sweetie pie, it's all my fault. I just hope these doctors can make it right.

With all the love in the world,

Your Sister,

Applejack.

DEEEar sisush aaaa.....,

Im oh my god I... got blood on th e sheet, nursiee pleas get me a clean My sistu needs to hear from herrr my sister...??

mh mouh feel off today

-Aplejuuucka

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CW GORE CW BODY HORROR

rebirth!

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CW: GORE CW: BODY HORROR

Taking care of the infected is a lot of work for one pony- a fact that Nurse Redheart knows all too well...

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CW: GORE CW: BODY HORROR

Patient Zero seems to be deteriorating at an exponential rate. From our camera based observance we can see that the prion is degenerating not only her brain, but her musculature as well, causing her jaw to slack. Don't be fooled- she is extremely fast and far too aggressive to observe in person.

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TW SLIGHT FLASHING LIGHTS // BODY HORROR // GORE

The Changeling could hear very little through the muffled metal door. As the power went out and only emergency lights flickered through the gloomy hallways. Slow, haphazard sloshing noises were heard from outside, followed by the chittering cries of a terrified brother. He knew that when the Queen went missing, hope died with her.

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♡ a short introduction ♡

Hi there!

My name is Max, and I ran a MLP infection AU on tiktok. Due to the possible imminent tiktok ban in the United States, I am looking to archive and backlog my current progress here on Tumblr so that folks who followed my content on Tiktok have an opportunity to continue to follow my story, as well as make new friends on here! It has been quite a while since I was a regular here on Tumblr, and I'm excited to see how the site has grown and changed.

Some general warnings for this blog:

A CW/TW for gore and body horror, and ALL of these CWs will be tagged for every single post!

This account will NEVER feature any sexual content!

As I post backlogged posts, I absolutely encourage fanart submissions and questions- a lot of the lore on TikTok I addressed in the comment sections. Anon asks are enabled on this blog.

I hope people over here will enjoy my content and I look forward to knowing and meeting all of you!

-Mothwingzzz