Knew this /K/ommando genderbending short grill that was mad into ponies. She was eccentric but in the fucking fun way. She would DM, for my brother and his friends. Her and I could talk about guns and drop futashy comments in public. We would talk about things on /b/, raids, and finding nudes of your friend online.
Knew another at school who was funny, he was more autistic than funny but funny no less. He was debate team. Sometimes had an empty stare of "I already hid the guns in the bathroom, give me an excuse to get them". Would say the autistic joke that made me giggle for some reason "1080 P! ITS 1080 PONY!"
One of their friends wore a pony shirt to said /K/ommando's grad party. Saw him, ran up gave him a brohoof, he was one of the fragile introverts, I think I scared him. He ran off for the rest of the party. Stayed inside drinking coke listening to the music while we were in the bouncy castle.
Dad know I'm a "horse fucker". He was around horses and raced them in his childhood. Browses /b/ on 8 and 4 chan on occasion, normally when we smoke pot. One of the best things he's told be about himself and horses is once he threatened to lock a guy in a stall with his prized quarter horse, after painting his ass with pheromone.
Brother is a fur fag. We get into deep discussions on similarities and differences between the cultures. He says its basically the new age furry. We extrapolate on the intricacies of otherkin and how toxic those mentally deranged fucks are.
Aunt and uncle know I'm a brony because my dad dropped it on them in a moment of joking about bronies and autism.
Aunt asked me "Do you... you know" *jerk off motion* "to ponies?"
Stepmom knew, shes out of the picture now. Asked me the same question my aunt did.
A couple years back, my family thought it was a great idea for my 17'th birthday to buy me a Princess Celestia combing thing and the bubble bath fluids, and coloring book.
Life isn't too bad.
