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Love posting about my silly little bands that no one cares about but me. :)

#providing that good 'ol content for myself.#yeppers!

i adtually lied ohmygohd have this guy i completely forgot about

oops!

(*´∇｀*) ehah

#sonic the hedgehog #he’s back guys!#ah wait nvm it’s just a faker #get it #haha #ohgod #sonic exe #sonic.exe #faker exe #i dont know i just really liked the guy all of a sudden #i mean i got hit with the silver tee hedgehog fever for a bit #so uhhh #yeppers!#fypシ #I FOROGT THAT ON THE PREVIOUS ONE TOO HELPGME

I finished my essay with 11 hours to spare!

#did i play the caps goal songs play list while i did it?#yeppers!

im ur most recent comic did they cut/ tear of the other girls wing the one with the book I saw them and wanted them 10 pointss gang

BINGO!!!

Ten points for you! And I’ll throw in a cookie! 🍪

#answered!!!#moot ask!#yeppers!#Their name is Silver btw!#Good job!#I was worried you couldn’t make out the wings lol

Monomono! (if you're still taking these, of course-)

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Jabber the Frog

A frog that lives on Jabberwock Island. It’s said to be very long-lived, living for up to 600 years.

“Um, why was a frog in the…? Anyway, unless you really do want to care for a frog that can greatly outlive you: perhaps it should stay in the wild…”

#yeppers!#froggo....#ty for sending~ uvu #meme reply;;#Satoru;;#overthinkex

WIP Snippet #2 - The Fighter, The Prize

Posting another snippet because I’ve been working on this in between studying for the four content heavy tests I’ve got coming up in the next 3 days and because I’m complete trash for my fave rare-pair Garrus x Ashley! (You can read snippet 1 here)

Ashley groaned as she rolled over on the lumpy mattress. “Oh son of a -.”, she winced, sitting upright and rubbing at one particularly sore spot on her lower back, while her other hand flipped the tangle of ratty blankets off of her legs and towards the foot of the bed.

“I have got to find somewhere else to live.” Ashley groused, shuffling the two steps across the room to the tiny bathroom. Switching on the dim light, she squinted at her reflection in the cracked and dirty mirror. Her dark hair was a squirrel’s nest of tangles and bruise like bags hung under chocolate eyes, courtesy of both her late shift at the diner and the madam that used the apartment next door for entertaining her “customers”. Last night’s john had insisted that he needed to “be spanked harder mommy” and Ash had been kept awake by the god-awful noises that had come through the paper thin walls of the tenement well into the morning cycle, hence her later than usual start to the day.

Shivering after splashing icy water on her face, because it was cheaper than having the hot water turned on, she retreated to the attached “kitchenette”, which was nothing more than a glorified closet, and opened the cooling unit, swigging vitamin fortified faux orange juice straight from the carton. She made a face at the first swallow of the acidic “juice” down her throat.

“Never thought I’d miss the real stuff.” she muttered, replacing the carton and slamming the cooler door shut. Real OJ, straight from Earth, was an expense she couldn’t afford, not when every spare credit she made was sent back to her family.