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Thoughts.
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I have to say that I love the design and the whole concept of this AU @the-cashtealer 💗
Credits to @ampreh for the illustrations and the oc
If you see this, I just want to say THANK YOU FOR THIS GREAT AU!!
The song is MAD by Caravan Palace.
☕️🩷☕️🩷☕️🩷☕️🩷☕️🩷☕️🩷☕️🩷☕️🩷☕️🩷
Well...that happened...(ᵕ—ᴗ—)
She wasnt even on the island for a minute...NOT EVEN A WHOLE MINUTE!!! 🤣🤣🤣
(Ignore LateNight's posture💀) freakin shrimp 🦐🦐🦐
Oh yeah and this...
The pose *wheeeeeeeze* very demure✨️ very mindful 💅✨️
🌭☕️🌭☕️🌭☕️🌭☕️🌭☕️🌭☕️🌭☕️🌭☕️🌭☕️
I drew back in June, and this was already on Teen Poet's account @teenage-poet-onceler for his Camp Weehawken signup post, but I still wanted to post it here too cus I love it very much to be honest :'3. I didn't end up using Poet's account too much for Camp Weehawken, however we was apart of a couple roleplays. I'm wondering if it would be too late to post about those roleplays on his account. I want to but am I too late? Idk :')
me when i steal a whole other dr seuss character to be my oc in the lorax universe
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maybe in another life…
[LIF S1] The Twins, Brett & Chet
During the final chapter of Season 1 of Let It Flow! players had to face strange creatures that had risen straight from the abyss of Vileville.
"Nightmare dogs, we call them. Straight out of the Cashtea-ler's dreams, it seems, after the latter has fallen asleep. Claws of steel, skin of oil and entrails reeking of acid. Beware of them: what you think are words are only the echoes of a child crying out for help…"
Sacrifices had to be made, and not everyone could be there to celebrate our heroes' victory. Victory? Only one of the t̵̗͖̙̻̥̘͓̘͕̓̂̿̄͆̒̎͛͊͐͝h̴̡̡͈͉̜̲͚̳̓͑̅̐̐̃͜͝r̸̨̫̘͇͉̱̯̟͓̳̍e̷̙͖̠͎͈͊̈́͒́̎̈́̐̋̎̿́͒̚͘͠e̸̥̮͎̪̰̪͇̹̽͋̉͋̉̽̌̓͆̈́̃̕̕͘͘brothers is still ̶̣͓͔̥̞͓̟̭͕͇̟͗̀̊̾̑͋͗̍̕ą̶̢̲̥̳̟͔̠͕͙͇͖̅̌̾͌͂͒̈̋̇̃͂̚̚͝l̸̨̪͖͎̘͍͚̙̯̠̗̯͚̇̃̂̏͂̏̔̓̒̒͘̚͜͜i̶̙͇͕͊̈́̆͊̄͘͝v̸̻̩̪͖̣̭̪̈́̑̐͗̽͂͊̏́̏̒̋͜e̷̲̥̬̯͉̦̳͌͆̌ͅ, locked away in the most secret place in the Cashtea-ler's cursed Thneedville. Unless…
The grass never was green.
The ponds were all dry.
The clouds always covered the sun.
One day, he came to that place.
