Other blogs:
Personal Blog
Ask G2 Ivy
Ask G2 Ivy NSFW
1. http://ask-inkblot.tumblr.com
2. http://askmeaniebelle.tumblr.com
3. http://ask-medley.tumblr.com
4. http://askmoneyshot.tumblr.com
5. http://askpalette-swap.tumblr.com
6. http://ask-phonez.tumblr.com
7. http://askpinchy.tumblr.com
8. http://asksnipsandorsnails.tumblr.com
((OOC: There was NO WAY I was going to miss out on this one.))
Aww I wish I’d known about this. I <3 Big Mac
((I’ve made an Ivy Skype and a Windows Live Messenger account. Why? To talk to you lovely people of course! Mind you, I don’t RP and won’t be doing that or acting as Ivy on them, it’s more of a mod-contact thing. Just to be friends! :D “Why not just use the ones you already had?” you ask? Because much as I love you folks I don’t know any of you in person, and those I reserve for that.
So, as follows:
Skype Name: g2-ivy (Note I will not do video calls or voice most likely, only text.)
MSN/Windows Live Messenger: g2ivy@live.com (I do have “plus!”. Again, text only.)
If you’d like to add me just tell me who you are so I can keep track! Hope to hear from you guys.
PS-If I seem like I don’t like you/I’m not very talkative please don’t be put off. I just have an awkward time talking to people I don’t know at first. You may need to lead the conversation until I get comfortable with you. This seems like a weird thing to say but it’s really true…))
Relevant to this blog also.
Pony Confession’s “OMG I HAVE 6,000 FOLLOWERS OMG” celebratory giveaway!
Prizes include you choice of any (1) MLP T-Shirt, (1) MLP sticker, and (1) MLP print all from Red bubble! :)
Rules:
- You don’t need to be following me.
- Reblog and like as many times as you want, but don’t be “that guy.”
- Contest ends on June 1st, 2012.
- Winner will be chosen at random. (not sure how to do that yet, but I’ll figure it out. :P)
- You have to be comfortable giving me your address. I promise not to stalk you.
- I ship anywhere.
Good luck! :)
Do want? Do Want.
So many amazing ask blogs and art blogs are deactivating, whether due to real life, lack of interest, or plain not feeling worthy. It’s so nonsense. I miss them all. ;_;
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As promised, here’s the Brony massacre masterpiece you’ve all been waiting for! Isn’t it lovely? This picture really captures my hatred for Bronies. I love the face I’m making. I would also like to note that the artist did this in one day, and on a busy work day at that. He’s a miracle worker.
Courtesy of my favorite BioWare Sacramento artist, Inmar Salvatier (thanks bro).
Enjoy! ;)
Before I go to bed,
bronies,
attack!
I can understand not liking a show
and I can understand not liking a show’s fandom
but there’s a line
and she’s passed it
Text: (In case you can’t read the font or something.)
Things were difficult for me when I was a colt. My father frequently abused me and… Well, when I wanted to get away from it all, I would take walks through Ponyville. Nowhere far, just far enough that I wouldn’t hear him screaming anymore. I was pretty good at keeping my composure. I never really cried about anything. I didn’t want to trouble anypony with my personal problems. That just seemed rude.
One day, I ventured particularly far from home. I came to a rather large apple orchard. It was a stroke of good luck, since I was very hungry at the time. There was one apple in particular that caught my eye. A big, juicy-looking red one that was standing proudly atop a tree. I was so hungry. I promised myself that I would do whatever it took to get the apple off of that tree. And there he was. A young Big Macintosh, standing much taller than I was though we seemed to be of the same age. He smiled down at me sympathetically, as if he understood everything that was wrong.
“Is this ol’ tree givin’ ya trouble?” he asked with a heavy Southern accent.
I didn’t say anything in turn. I just nodded. The red colt nodded too, and then asked me to hold out my hooves as he looked up at the tree I sat beneath. So I held out my hooves. I was so grateful to him. I didn’t know any words that would make him understand, but…Somehow…I think he did. He didn’t say much other than his name. He just watched me eat and asked me about myself. I talked and talked and Big Macintosh just listened. I told jokes and stories, and he laughed at them. I stayed at Sweet Apple Acres until the sun set, happier than I had been in a long time.
And we’ve been best friends ever since.
hhhhngh
Arizona is not a good place to be in the summer with a broken AC
WHY YOU DUMB APARTMENT PEOPLE
HIRE REAL REPAIRMEN
THIS ISN’T COOL
Someone remember that pic of twilight with a condom in her mouth? Then I made other version with all mane 6. I hope you like it or at least you think it’s very funny XDDD.
I’m pretty sure most of my friends no longer buy the “I’m only look at/draw in NSFW pony art cause’ it’s popular.” line, so i’m just gonna reblog this right now, cause’…yeah.
nice.
yikes, pinkie…
Especially with this wave of bullshit happening all of a sudden.
Whatever I’ll probably just block them all and change my URL or something idek e-e This is stupid