â intertwined, sewn together
FAYE â twenty-one â any prns !!
Ë・âŕ¨ŕ§Ë writing / ao3 / masterlist â mdni with 18+ content
⥠matching with dekuneho & izukou

blake kathryn
"I'm Dorothy Gale from Kansas"
Jules of Nature
Peter Solarz

if i look back, i am lost
PUT YOUR BEARD IN MY MOUTH

Product Placement
Cosmic Funnies
d e v o n
No title available

titsay
One Nice Bug Per Day
he wasn't even looking at me and he found me
Acquired Stardust

Kaledo Art
let's talk about Bridgerton tea, my ask is open
No title available
Keni
occasionally subtle
I'd rather be in outer space đ¸

seen from Romania
seen from United States
seen from United States
seen from United States

seen from United States

seen from United States

seen from United States

seen from United States
seen from United States

seen from United States
seen from United States
seen from United States

seen from United States

seen from Italy

seen from Canada
seen from United States

seen from United States
seen from United States

seen from Singapore
seen from United States
@reiden
â intertwined, sewn together
FAYE â twenty-one â any prns !!
Ë・âŕ¨ŕ§Ë writing / ao3 / masterlist â mdni with 18+ content
⥠matching with dekuneho & izukou
phainon x gn!reader fluff, set post-ampho in a perfect world, cipher meddling, pre-relationship.
"and why do you have such a large plushie of phainon?" you stare down at the toy that cipher has thrust into your arms.
its likeness to him is uncanny; from the strands of his snowy hair to his overly complicated outfit that was hand designed by aglaea, every component of phainon was captured so well that this truly looked like a one-to-one replica. whoever designed and produced him has obviously put great care into his design.
except...
"why is he crying?"
little fabric tears dot his eyes and its small frown really makes it seem as though he's truly upset.
"don't judge a book by its cover, little y/n!" the titan of trickery scolds, "this one was the most popular! i stole him off the shelves just for you because he was one of a kind, everyone in planarcadia was a fiend for this specific one."
"you got one just for me?" you ask, looking up at her with a puzzled expression. "why me?"
"don't act like you don't want it, dear y/n."
you glance away, embarrassment creeping up your neck. you regret telling her about your (huge) crush on the hero. "do they enjoy watching people cry or something?"
"i don't know and don't care, i'm still waiting on a thanks, you know."
"thank you, cipher," you hold the soft plushie against your chest, "i'm glad i have an adorable version of phainon now."
I love your post but please only post if your unc
I love your post but please only post if your unc
The Count of Monte Cristo, Alexandre Dumas
achesketch. sketcheron even. raiden sketchenmori mei, if you will.
Today Israel killed beloved journalist Anas al-Sharif. May he be the light of Revolution.
this is the moment he read his family name amongst the martyrs on live tv and kept doing his job :'(
The War in Sudan has created the Worldâs largest Humanitarian cris⌠Mustafa Ibrahim needs your support for Fight Hunger in Sudan: The Khart
Khartoum kitchen needs our help again! We canât let aid shut down in Sudan. Please match my $5 donation!
[A white fortune cookie paper with blue text. Front: The best times of your life have not yet been lived. Lucky Numbers 41, 36, 22, 51, 39, 34 Back: August, Chinese text ĺ Ť (bÄ) ć (yuè)]
this one. fuck this poem.
Please Help my family đ
â ď¸Vetted by @gazavetters, my number verified on the list is ( #672 )â ď¸
I am Shams from Gaza, 17 years old, a girl from a family of 7. I was in my first year of high school before the war. I loved my family, my s
I am Shams from Gaza, 17 years old, a girl from a family of 7. I was in my first year of high school before the war. I loved my family, my school, my friends, and life itself. But the war came and took everything I loved away.
The days have passed filled with loss and hunger. We no longer go to schoolâeducation has stopped, my school and home were bombed, and now my sister, her four daughters, and I all live in a single room.
We are struggling just to find a bite to eat, to have a roof that protects us from rain, rocket shrapnel, and the smell of gunpowder. Time passed, and I was supposed to take my final exams this year, but the war took away our right to education in every way.
We are facing the worst living conditionsâinsanely high prices for food, cleaning supplies, and medicine. We are displaced after losing our home. My father was injured while trying to find food; he suffers from a herniated disc in his back.
We are truly in need of help. Life here is almost impossible, and the conditions are extremely harsh. Please help me secure shelter, food, medical care, and at least a livable situation. A little from you can make a big difference.
affirmations for writers: i know how to write. i have seen sentences before, and i know how to make one. i can identify up to several words and their meanings. i am not afraid of semicolons.
poem by Langston Hughes
Isabelle Adjani, 1994.
I: love you without end.
14 July 1926 Letters to VĂŠra by Vladimir Nabokov
when fiona apple asked âhow can i ask anyone to love me when all i do is beg to be left aloneâ. well i have not found an answer but if anyone else has lmk