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Thank you ALL for the birthday wishesAs every year, I am fucking astonished by the amount of love my sorry self receives ^^’It might not seem like a big deal, but a thousand “thank you” for taking your time to write me even a short birthday
octosquiddle: I can’t write fanfiction, and I’ve been wanting to do this for a while, so here it is. My Post-Destroy ending comic for ME3. Page 001 of ??? It will be heavily LiaraxShep, still not sure exactly where I wanna take this, but I’m doing
hydrazoite: warlocksfez: making fanvids don’t get enough credit from fandoms (x) Oh my god BLESS THIS POST. I’m writing this not in the tags because this is hella important. It takes /so/ much time to make fanvids - for real. It’s a really hard
calgaras: Because of the mess tumblr’s image posts has become, I will not longer be making graphics and gifs. Instead, I will be writing text posts describing the graphics I otherwise would have made. Here’s my first: It’s a gif. A gif of your
lemonsharks: star-anise: twentiesordie: freegucci: Me: No one is hiring me Adults: you’re just not trying hard enough Me: oh yea, sorry about that. Let me apply “harder” this time. I’ll be sure to write my contact info extra “hard”
jumbojugs: Shout out to all my followers!!! Just want to thank you for all your love and support!! I might not write back on every comment or message but I want you all to know they don’t go unnoticed! 💋❤️💋❤️
stuckinapril: i want a love that thrives on irrationality. writing you letters even though you live 15 minutes from my house. going on night drives that take us nowhere. watching bad romcoms at 2 in the morning. buying you a gift even though it’s not
Hello, friends! Chapter 3 – the penultimate chapter(!) – of postcard, postscript is up! This chapter sees our boys hanging out, getting inked, going balls-out, rearranging office furniture, and engaging in the mortifying ordeal of being a playable
hippist: writing on my walls why not
I need to write a five page critical analysis paper before Friday at midnight. It wouldn’t be that difficult if my brain wasn’t still slowed down from being sick all week. It’s too bad I’m not nonsensical–gal, you know?
