In other news, I have hit 2400 words on my work in progress ceremonial debut fan fiction, Diabetics and Ditches, or How Rarity Told Me That Mud was Good for the Soul.
There’s blood and mud and cuddling and shitty jokes, just like you’d expect from a typical PC update.
(It’s set in that universe too since I’m a lazy nut.)
My latest SpikeBelle pic has propelled itself to my most faved submission on Inkbunny in 2 days.
I’ve gained around 30 watchers over those two days, getting me closer to 700.
Where the hell are all of them coming from?!
Anonymous asked:
Yep!
Skype name is dtcx97, for anyone who wants it.
Guh.
Today just flew by.
And no motivation to do anything.
Damn it.
Oh hey, it’s raining.
What perfect timing for the update
I DISCOVERED A NEW, EASIER, AND BETTER WAY OF DOING LIGHTING AND LOOK AT WHAT I CAN DO NOW.
You’d look pretty sharp in it.
aRE YOU KIDDING ME
What if I owned a cactus fursuit?
If I declare myself as cactus-kin, will I get someone to yell at me?
are you sure they weren’t just british
Probably not.
Oh hey, Cheddar!
Anonymous asked:
Well, the rich people live more in the north where the mountains are. I don’t live there. In fact, I live in the more crummier portions of the county.
So yeah, I’m not rich. I do know rich people, though.
They even gave me a cool monocle.
I have found the elusive recyclable collection truck.
In which I make a shitload of cactus jokes in a Skype chat.
