I Decided I Was Going To Redesign This Lil Rat Man For Fun! I Might Redesign Others, But For Now It’s

Me, after finding an old Digimon fanfiction I never finished: Oh hey, this was something I liked maybe I should rewatch it

After rewatching the show: SOBS IN WIZARDMON’S GIFT

Also me: Hey I should draw myself with a digimon partner

So yeah I did that gonna go cry over my childhood now byeeeeee

Pass the happy! 🌻🌈 When you receive this, list 5 things that make you happy and send this to the last ten people in the notifications.

Okay!

Five things that make me happy are:

•My family and friends

•Coffee (any caffine really)

•My Art

•Seeing other people happy

•Walks

~Galaxy⭐️

Adding “Fucky Wucky Murderboard” to my list of things to call my brain. Thanks mom :>

do you guys think that one day silver just stormed into the chaotix's house and hugged espio as a sobbing mess

because he had just came back from an alternate timeline where espio died at the ifrit incident

I am so normal about welcome home I swear

Another example of why I love my mom…

So I was working on a test with my mom, who is great with nutrition and apparently drug studies as we’ve found. Eventually, we get to a question and my brain shut off completely for a good minute and a half. To quote her,

“What are anabolic steroids made from- Bull testicles.”

And the only thing I could reply with, after feeling all of my brain cells die within me for a moment, was “I really hope you’re not right.”

And guess what?

SHE. WAS. GODDAMN. RIGHT. ABOUT. IT.

Steroids are made from testicles apparently, being derived from testosterone found in- as my mom puts it- “the testies.”

So hey how are you guys doing?

The Eye of The Storm…

can we just appreciate that Eggman managed to trick Espio into non-lethally drugging Sonic with literally no effort whatsoever

“…what the actual fuck- PUT IT BACK!” Alex exclaimed, hands flying everywhere around them. They‘d done enough things today that could make them criminals back in her hometown, and the same was probably true here, alternate universe or timeline or whatever! Honestly, Alex was getting really tired of this job already, and the Lieutenant wasn’t making any of it easier.

“Pft-“ The maniac in question cawed, spinning the bloody sword with a crazed giddiness. It made the other uneasy. “Why would I do that, mi amiga, when he’s already dead?” The bloodied silver of the blade was pointed right in Alex’s face, almost grazing the very tip of her nose. The girl shrieked, falling backwards onto the dusty, rocky ground.

“D-don’t point it at me!” She choked out rather squeakily, glaring daggers as the other cackles.

“Alright, alright, I will!” Phoenix waved a hand as she responded, spinning the sword one more time. Soon enough, she tossed it over her head. They heard it whistling flying through the air for a moment, until a shriek of pain echoed it. The blonde’s almost bat-like ears fell a bit, clawed hands grabbing Alex’s as they fell into a run. “Rápida, to the avian city!”

“To the what?!”

“Luego; I’ll explain after my shortcut!”

“That doesn’t-“ Her frustration was silenced by her own shriek as she was dragged head first into a portal. The golden glow disoriented everything, ears buzzing and ringing in tune with every single sensation of the universe. It was like being pulled like taffy and torn apart, only put back together by tape; All for a god damn shortcut! They should’ve kept that sword, so Alex could chop that cocky, careless head off it’s immortal pedestal.

Oh, right. Immortal.

God damn this job.

“Where did you get a sword?!”

“Found it.”

“Where?!”

“Dead body.”