so uh I kind of got centaur alicorn Sophie stuck in my head and oops my hand slipped
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so uh I kind of got centaur alicorn Sophie stuck in my head and oops my hand slipped
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begging on my hands and knees just let me innnn ignore the time conflict it’s not real!! pinky prommy!!! PLEASEEE
So you know how I do too much research for writing throw away lines? I wrote a script for a game for a class project and I think I scared my group by doing that.
i 100% believe it, but do you wanna explain just how deep you dove? i’m curious
Hello!!
hi squish!!!!!!! how’ve you been since i fell off the face of the internet, sophie foster style? (cliff jumping. the metaphor is cliff jumping. or like. yeah. hopefully you get what i mean-)
Just so you know, I didn't choose who won the game of bunco. The dice did. I rolled all of the dice with the google dice roller widget thing. I have the spreadsheets to prove it. I decided that Dex was cheating after the results came out, but they were randomized in the beginning. If any of that is at all relevant to your analysis.
I'm glad you liked it :) Please don't eat your own toes though.
Dex transcended realities and universes just to cheat and win the game I’m telling you. He hacked Google.
Jokes aside though that’s actually really smart- my dumbass would’ve rolled real dice until I went insane, forgetting that there’s virtual dice which are much less likely to get lost eheh…
I've got another assignment for creative writing and it's almost at 3k and i'm just sitting here like. It's so horrifically bad. I don't want to murder all those words but also i don't know if anything is salvageable. Would it be possible for me to dm you the link to the google doc and see what you think?
yeehaw
The first draft of fedex fic for my class has been completed! And it's only slightly over the word count!
Also i might as well ☀️ while i'm here. If you want.
YOOOOOOOOO GREAT JOB!!
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(When Fitz comments on her “potential overconfidence”, she replies, “You don’t want me to risk hurting him, do you?”
(“I might wait for a day when you spent a ton of time on your makeup and then invite you to go hiking with us only to shove you into a pond right before we leave if you hurt him,” Fitz agrees. Keefe doesn’t know whether to be flattered or concerned.)
Did i go too far? Yes. Am I feeling emotions already? Also yes.
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Guilt is the most dangerous emotion an elf can have. Fitz knows its effects. His father’s mind broke from the weight of Prentice’s conviction.
Yes, Sophie was able to heal him, but what if she couldn’t this time? What if Dex shattered and he was the reason why?
I’ve already had to go through losing someone because of Prentice’s exile. I can’t let it happen again.
YOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO fitz thinking about his dad's mind breaking isn't something i see get brought up enough so you are so real for that <3
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“Oh, here’s the towel bag,” he announces, as if he hasn’t just thrown Keefe to the wolves. He pulls out a striped beach bag by the fabric handles, shuts the trunk, and tosses it on top with a thump.
“You lost your phone in the ocean? After reminding me regularly not to bring mine in the water how many times?”
Keefe cringes at how fast her voice shrilled. I wasn’t thinking, he almost says, and then realizes that is probably going to lead to her grilling him on why he wasn’t thinking. So he just says, “Yeahhh, not my best moment.”