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Dramatic scene from TwinkleStar

The first ten minutes after posting something you worked super hard on is the most insane and nerve wracking. See it. SEE IT.

Dramatic scene from TwinkleStar

Extremely funny to me how I’ll introduce myself in a new space as Marshmallow and within 5 minutes everyone is calling me Manju.

AND my hair smells really good.

Ooohhhhh I’m being so self indulgent right now and it’s amazing

Nobody wants to be treated like a free art machine. I draw what makes me happy first and foremost. If I have an audience? Cool.

Might have to stop taking art requests on tumblr since I’m being pestered by someone who doesn’t get the concept of quietly turning down requests and has been spamming my inbox with the same one instead. There’s a social contract and it’s being broken. Kinda ruins the fun for everyone.

Team Magical TwinkleStar

I don’t think I could be any more teacher coded if I tried.

Got the season 5 magical twinkle star outfits nailed down. Wooooo.

Cucumbers make my tongue go completely numb. Bananas make my mouth itch and are spicy. Gluten just fucks up my everything got a few days at a time. Even touching it makes me break out and get a contact headache.

Cake can potentially kill me too.

I respect the game grind.

This dress. My bobbies. There is a great valley below my nose when I look down. Wow.

I have helped make assets for games but that’s the end of my game dev experience

I do not think I could make a game.

I know I’m doing a good job of keeping my personal stuff out of the hands of google etc because they keep advertising me stuff from a wildly different country or just straight up fast food ads. Haha. You don’t know me at all.

Sneezing uncontrollably after coming in from the rain, I feel like a cartoon

Bright happy

Iron on decals, next step is buttons, spiff up a plain dress into teacher chic

THE CIVIT IS BACK!!!

Gala: lesbian, ace Cul: bi, ace Gumi: demi lesbian Lily: pan They’re all built like dolls, but I have notes on the last two.

Since Kokone has been dead for over a year now, I guess I can get into my musing thoughts for her.

I can also be persuaded to answer deep lore questions about my girls publicly here if questions got asked.

I wonder if I’d have this much back pain if my tits fell off.

I’m biting the cage bars. I hope I have leftover energy to draw tonight. I need to do magical girls.

I love big corn

Wa wa

I want to play dolls with your characters too. (๑╹ω╹๑ )

I need to hold my girls up in front of the camera and show them to everyone. See them. SEE THEM.

Mostly I want to draw because I’m so pumped to get to it but work says I have to prep for PTA day and ceremonies and and and and

I am ready for things to settle into their regular schedule and stop being events every day. I want my routine. Aaaaaaaaaaaaa

One of the new first graders looked at me. Pointed at my ear full of piercings and said basically: “What’s all this?”

I keep falling asleep at my desk

I often feel like this, but right now in a good way.

I want to go home and write for the bloggggg I’m so motivated. I have so many asks. Lily and Gumi are so back I also have an idea to revamp Red and Blue’s blog…

New babies are safely inducted into the school. I want to take a 3 day nap.

Being asked a lot of things about the story that previously nobody has asked about and I wasn’t sure how to explain without being prompted. It’s very very very exciting for me.

Explaining the lore behind the blog to a small audience and feeling like I might actually be halfway decent at writing after all.

GLUTEN FREE CHOUX CREAM?!

Feeling slightly insane and maybe touch starved. I need a big tight hug to fix me.

I want to draw. I want to DRAW.

I was not made for data entry.

Making a font of my handwriting has saved my life for making these penmanship worksheets

Since changing medicines I’m having trouble eating sweet foods. I want something salty. I’m dying for salt.

I came home and they moved and Mami is in Kyoko’s lap—

I’m totally exhausted. Meeting days are the worst.

I’m on my way to getting my head touched by a man in a very silly hat