Hood River in the wintertime
seen from China

seen from United Kingdom
seen from Yemen
seen from United Kingdom
seen from Romania
seen from Bangladesh
seen from United States
seen from United States

seen from United States
seen from China
seen from Russia
seen from Russia
seen from Germany
seen from T1
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seen from United States

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seen from Canada

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Hood River in the wintertime
the most minor thing i like about scarlet hollow is the Leaves. they look so naturally swooshy and windswept...
ToApril 2026
Day 7: Beneath the Surface
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SUSIE !!!!!! ♡
Heloo I am back, sry for being a bit absent, school just rlly sucks rn. Anyway, I was really trying to hit the colors with this one so let me know if you like it ^^
Ink!Sans was made by Comyet
Phainon x Reader headcanon - R18+
When Phainon is in the mood to dom, it always occurs unexpectedly.
There are no signs, no indications, but eventually he comes home to you and just the way he stands in the door frame tells you something is different today.
He doesn't let you know via teleslate beforehand either. And it's entirely on purpose.
Because he is aware how it makes you pause to see him like this. The way he carries himself, his posture, the look in his eyes. It makes you look. Unable to break the eye-contact with him.
And he knows the effect it has on you.
He keeps the eye-contact with you, doesn't let you break it either, until he knows your heart is beating in your throat and he has you right where he wants you.
"Put that down and come here," he tells you - no, commands - and you stop whatever chores you were doing at the time to oblige. To obey.
You come to stand before him and slowly look up at him, into those blue eyes that stare at you. The glance in them so firm and unyielding. Rare for him. But all the more thrilling to see it directed at you now.
A subtle upwards curve of his mouth before he speaks again.
"Kneel."
A shudder runs through you, powerful enough that he must see it, and you drop to your knees without questioning. Just a thundering pulse and a treacherous fog filling your mind.
Phainon's hand grabs your chin, makes you look upward at him, his thumb on your lips.
He smiles when you part your lips for his finger without hesitation.
"Good girl."