Aqua Utopia｜海の底で記憶を紡ぐ
"I'm Dorothy Gale from Kansas"
occasionally subtle
Monterey Bay Aquarium
Product Placement
let's talk about Bridgerton tea, my ask is open
RMH
titsay
Cosmic Funnies
$LAYYYTER
Sweet Seals For You, Always
roma★
macklin celebrini has autism
we're not kids anymore.
PUT YOUR BEARD IN MY MOUTH
pixel skylines
YOU ARE THE REASON
todays bird
Not today Justin
Noah Kahan
seen from United States
seen from Poland
seen from Finland
seen from Singapore
seen from Finland
seen from Türkiye
seen from Malaysia
seen from United Kingdom
seen from Australia
seen from United Kingdom
seen from Uganda
seen from Malaysia
seen from Belarus
seen from Netherlands
seen from United Arab Emirates
seen from Saudi Arabia
seen from Montenegro
seen from Malaysia
seen from United States
seen from Indonesia
@zanderdork
#ZANDERDORK ; “Why are you all looking at me like I want to take my pet rock for a walk?”
a literature to advanced literature portrayal of a fandomless original character. mainly based in TBR & TDG verse. will clown his way into many others. est. april 2020. by eggs! [21+ ; they/she ; 10+ years experience]
☆ @ziennadork's twin
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he's sat at a booth of his favourite cafe, legs stretched out across the seat, back against the wall. a half-full glass of pink milk could be seen on the table beside him, with a curly straw — that they have sitting on the counter by the till — poking out.
notebook and pen in hand, he was jotting down his latest story before the ideas flown from his head. the reader is welcome to join him.
his not much younger sister opens the door to the café, heard throughout the place by the bell above the door. she looks around at each table before spotting her brother; zander. her backpack is over her right shoulder, she was seen adjusting it as she walks down towards his table.
«hey brother.»
He was finishing writing down his sentence to his newest story all about wizards and magic when a familiar voice — like his, but more feminine — was soon heard.
"Sister." He responded without looking up, closing his notebook.
COMING SOON!!
are you ready for it?
he's sat at a booth of his favourite cafe, legs stretched out across the seat, back against the wall. a half-full glass of pink milk could be seen on the table beside him, with a curly straw — that they have sitting on the counter by the till — poking out.
notebook and pen in hand, he was jotting down his latest story before the ideas flown from his head. the reader is welcome to join him.
