Possibly my favorite ao3 tag ever
Aqua Utopia|海の底で記憶を紡ぐ
Not today Justin
Acquired Stardust
sheepfilms
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Kaledo Art

@theartofmadeline
Monterey Bay Aquarium
Show & Tell

Love Begins
Cosmic Funnies

tannertan36
he wasn't even looking at me and he found me
Peter Solarz

Kiana Khansmith
todays bird

shark vs the universe
Sade Olutola
RMH

ellievsbear
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@butteredpopcorn7
Possibly my favorite ao3 tag ever
me walking to the bathroom at 3am in a massively oversized shirt, using gay fanfic on my phone to light the way
yall stop it Aaron must have SUCH Mysterious Enigma energy once he's a neurosurgeon like,,, Exy isn't THAT popular for the general public so slowly Finding Out about him must be wild like
"Oh Dr. Minyard? He was a college athlete. Yeah, won championships a few times."
"Oh Dr. Minyard? Yeah he was on trial for murder. No, no he definitely did it, the trial was to determine if it was justified."
"Oh Dr. Minyard? He speaks fluent German. We don't know why."
"Oh Dr. Minyard? Has a twin brother who is a professional athlete. Yeah he won an Olympic gold medal recently, that's why Dr. Minyard took all those vacation days."
"Oh Dr. Minyard? He's five feet tall."
He's like the love interest of some medical drama or something except his relationship is already established so instead people just whisper about him with no outlet for the way he makes them go a lil bit feral
Tampons >> pads
Yes doing things with friends is fun but sometimes I have a really great time just going about my day by myself. Like, going thrifting or book shopping with people is rlly fun but it’s a different, chiller vibe if you go alone and sometimes that’s what you need🙂↕️
My sweet treat of choice will always be some sort of beverage
Safari is also mainly ao3
An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works
Banger batfam fanfic tim centric Podfic available you’re welcome🙂↕️
“Psst” is my “yo”
PSA: crying while doing Calculus homework just makes it harder to see the homework hence making it harder🤗
If there’s one thing you need to know about me it’s that I don’t capitalize god but I do capitalize Halloween
“It’s God’s plan-” SHUT THE FUCK UPPPPPPPP
I get everywhere early bc whit if there’s a fruit stand in the way to my location with bomb ass peaches
Yearning hits different when you’re yearning for someone specific instead of just yearning for love in general
“I need you here so bad rn” I’M CRUMBLING I WOSH IC OULD MY LOVE
Hello:) I’ve been trying to learn how to write poetry so here’s my first attempt! Constructive criticism is welcome!!
It is in what they call grotesque that I find most my happiness
In death I find the most beauty
what they call creepy I find most fascinating
A walk in the woods
The discovery of a deceased animal
They would walk past
Not think twice
I would like to sit next to it
Stay until the sun goes home and the stars awake
Then return each following day
To watch the glamour in decomposition
The sustaining of present life through the death of previous
And once the vultures and maggots have had their fill
collect the bones
so they might find a second life
and sit in reverence with the other findings on my bookshelf
I don’t think everything happens for a reason
I think things simply happen because they can’t not happen
I don’t believe there are gods
But when you sit here with me
And you run your fingers through my hair
And I trace the veins in your hands
I think there must be a reason
There must be someone or thing pulling strings
Because not even nature
Could create something as beautiful as you
Animals die
It is grotesque
It is ugly
It is creepy
But I hope to die with my face buried in the crook of your neck
For that is where I will find my happiness
My religion
And as the skin peels off my bones
I hope you watch
As the maggots crawl over my muscle and the vultures pick at my limbs
Until I am nothing but bone
I hope you collect my ribs
And they find a place on your shelf
I’m smitten