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Not today Justin
Claire Keane

Love Begins
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Origami Around
Noah Kahan

@theartofmadeline
Cosmic Funnies
"I'm Dorothy Gale from Kansas"

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Peter Solarz

oozey mess
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Shane♂ and Shane♀
From Stardew Valley
whoismrrobot Our memories have been corrupted. Deleted. Replaced. We can’t trust what’s in our own heads. #MrRobot
This #chicken will pick the best #bourbon and can beat you at #tictactoe #farmersformal #Earthdancefarms #compost #leavenotrace #whiskey #sustainablefood #Defiance is a #Stateofbeing #flewthecoop🐔 (at St. Louis Union Station Hotel)
Rami Malek / Mr. Robot
yall, I am a returning Stardew Valley blog !! Since promos aren’t too popular now-a-days, can you please LIKE or REBLOG if you are interested in RPing with Elliott! :) I am tagging some of the fandoms that I believe would be easier interactions. :D
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What an odd fellow, Jack knew better than to judge someone on appearances but it revealed too much not to. Don’t judge a book by it’s cover? Such a crock of shit, how do you know if you want to read the book if the cover doesn’t draw you in? So much could be told if one would just look, sadly there wasn’t much to look at with the man’s clear enjoyment of the hood. Respectable, your very own hiding place from the world which read easily enough he enjoyed his privacy. Too bad Jack didn’t care much for traditional boundaries, however he knew when too much was truly too much. He appreciated that hoodie man was at least humoring him now, although just speaking to him to get it over with was very possible but that worked just fine for Jack. “Rumors must hold some truth, don’t you think? If not, even the trip and searching for the source is fun itself.” A questioning cant of his head, playful smile still revealing teeth. Afterall, what the hell was the point if you weren’t having fun? “That’s the thing, even the rumors are mysterious. Things of the unnatural sort apparently, very intriguing.” The bartender was a stark contrast of friendliness, warm and jovial. He didn’t appear to judge such early drinking, maybe he did, just internally like most judgement. “Thank you,” pleasant softness to his tone. His eyes drank in the golden liquid before taking a sip, a long hum as if deep in thought. He directed his attention back to the unkindly stranger, tilt of his head with lifted brows. “You know about anything weird?”
Shane scratched at his cheek. Unnatural, mysterious rumors? “There’s nothing that can’t be explained by science.” Shane replied. “Anything weird...?” Shane questioned mainly to himself in a low voice. “I haven’t heard anything of the unnatural sort, really.. except, I guess, children’s tales.” he mumbled. Shane reached for his mug of liquid guilt, downing half of the recently refilled beer quickly, finishing the gulp with a lick of the foam from his upper lip. Was Shane so far gone that he couldn’t understand taking a fun trip chasing after interesting, unnatural rumors? Was there something he was missing? Maybe that could be fun? Maybe the man was odd or eccentric, maybe even adventurous. Maybe he was running from something and decided to come here. Ditching old chains. This would certainly be the place to hide. Maybe he really was here on strange rumors. Shane took a quick glance to the man. He did seem a curious type. A transient type? Or maybe Shane’s judgment was clouded from his drink. What was he doing again? Does it even matter?
ok but this is exactly what happened when 1.1 came out
My muse has a black eye but refuses to talk about it, how does your muse react?
“BRO. Schleeping.”
Shane’s chompin’ slows. “Sch...schleeping...”
“Bro, you schleep.”
Shane pulls out a random bowl of cereal and starts chompin’. “Schleeping? Bro?”
“You bro… schleep.”
“You schleep, bro?”
“Schleep you bro.”
“Schleeping, bro.”
“Bro… you schleep?”
“You schleep, bro? Schleeping bro.”