Roseluck

Waiting by the door as I wait for the Mysterious Package wondering what exactly I'm hoping for as a result.

Huff. Rosie pushes her tongue past Aeri's lips, grazing her own. The electricity is palpable. It's like they'd never been separated at all.

Moooan~

Big ol' smooch!

Mmf. Now that's what she's been missing~

I like flowers and socks, what can I say? c:

And pretty mares.

Her socks are freaking darling!

Okay. Considering. Now what?

Anime girl in front of trans flags, with the caption I love my country

// lol, it's not like it's bad or anything or like that's why I think that --

Actually idk, I'm just high and thinking about Rosie's life for the first time in a long time and I'm feeling a lot of things. S'been a while.

// I sometimes wonder if I have DID, I'm not gonna lie.

Working on a legal name change. I took Rose as my middle name.

Stupid cartoon horse.

Rosie may deal if you ask nicely. c:

Rosie info:

Rosie's got a store! It's gonna be renamed and relaunched soon. It's not a supermarket but it's a small, cozy flower shop, on the main floor.

Rosie's house is upstairs. Downstairs is the grow op. c:

Downstairs also has a very special room, with a very special plant. c:

Writer info -

Pronouns: She/her
Age: 30+ (I have officially earned Milf status!)
I work at a weed store irl and it's a riot

Idk what else to say about myself? Ponies? pokemon? megaman?

Idk, bare with me lmfao

This is a lewd account, if you aren't ok with that, you should leave. This is Roseluck looking cute.

Roseluck! Ponyville's resident flower expert. Rosie's life experience has given her a more capitalist vibe than she used to have, but being a shop owner does things to you.

-Chaotic good
-Lewdness will be earned through good writing
-If you don't respect trans people, do not interact with me

// And now, we simp for leaf and make a pinned..

lots of trans persons sometimes have a bad dysphoria day so be a friend and carry an enormous 80s boom box behind them that plays nothing but final fantasy endboss fight music to gas them up to fight god

Art by @greenracheljelly.bsky.social of my Writesona Leaf hard at work at her desk, writing NSFW, Lewd, and Smut with a quill made of a leaf! Suspiciously, her left hand is out of sight beneath the desk. Golly!

Quick Writer Reintroduction!

Hi! I'm Leaf! I write a bunch of things ranging from outright erotica to spicy TTRPG supplements to all kinds of high concept worldbuilding and story snippets on the Blueskee!

You can read many of my stories here for free!

www.literotica.com/authors/drea...

Maybe it could even be better than before.

Flashier. More lights. More pizzazz.

Just -- more.

Life has to be more.

And it's time to make a comeback.

Store's closed until Monday. Seeya soon!~

Hmpf. Tomorrow.. is a new day.

It's never too late to start again. Maybe she can make this place what it used to be. Maybe..

Tears well up. How has she let it get this bad?

Her proud shop, once a daily stop for a lot of Ponyville, has become.. so bleh. It lacks its sparkle.

She feels like her sparkle's lacking, too.

In truth, she was trying to be cute and try some hoof shway, or whatever, reorganizing the furniture for a bit of a vibe change. Something had to change. She just didn't realize maybe the thing that needed her attention were the boards under her feet.

Her lip quivers.

What was she doing up there? Inventory, duh.

Or something. Whatever.

Huff. It's been a minute since she's looked around. The shop's looking kinda dingy, and now there's a hole in her bedroom floor.

Rosie is straight up not having a good night.

However -- now the floor's a mess. Great. It'll take all night to clean this herself. She sighs and resigns herself to her fate.

Rosie crashes in from the ceiling. She comedically falls, dusts herself off and proudly stands on all four hooves.

"We're so fucking back, bitches."