2025 on Tumblr: Trends That Defined the Year
Sade Olutola
Peter Solarz
tannertan36
oozey mess
PR's Tumblrdome
h
blake kathryn
dirt enthusiast
noise dept.
No title available
Mike Driver
DEAR READER
wallacepolsom
roma★
shark vs the universe
★
Aqua Utopia｜海の底で記憶を紡ぐ
taylor price
@theartofmadeline
seen from Spain
seen from Belgium
seen from Spain
seen from United States
seen from United States
seen from United States
seen from United States
seen from Germany
seen from Türkiye
seen from Colombia
seen from United States
seen from Türkiye
seen from United States
seen from Brazil
seen from Colombia
seen from United States
seen from United Kingdom
seen from Argentina
seen from United Kingdom
seen from France
@darkrccm
/digging like you can bury / something that cannot die / we can wash the dirt off our hands now / keep it from living underground/
independent. private. selective & low activity multi-muse feat both canon and original muses from life is strange, the walking dead game, night in the woods, stranger things, the hunger games, dead by daylight and supernatural.
promo template by freerps psd by jaynedit
promo made by @illestfated ♥
/digging like you can bury / something that cannot die / we can wash the dirt off our hands now / keep it from living underground/
independent. private. selective & low activity multi-muse feat both canon and original muses from life is strange, the walking dead game, night in the woods, stranger things, the hunger games, dead by daylight and supernatural.
promo template by freerps psd by jaynedit
promo made by @illestfated ♥
/digging like you can bury / something that cannot die / we can wash the dirt off our hands now / keep it from living underground/
independent. private. selective & low activity multi-muse feat both canon and original muses from life is strange, the walking dead game, night in the woods, stranger things, the hunger games, dead by daylight and supernatural.
promo template by freerps psd by jaynedit
promo made by @illestfated ♥
/digging like you can bury / something that cannot die / we can wash the dirt off our hands now / keep it from living underground/
independent. private. selective & low activity multi-muse feat both canon and original muses from life is strange, the walking dead game, night in the woods, stranger things, the hunger games, dead by daylight and supernatural.
promo template by freerps psd by jaynedit
promo made by @illestfated ♥
/digging like you can bury / something that cannot die / we can wash the dirt off our hands now / keep it from living underground/
independent. private. selective & low activity multi-muse feat both canon and original muses from life is strange, the walking dead game, night in the woods, stranger things, the hunger games, dead by daylight and supernatural.
promo template by freerps psd by jaynedit
promo made by @illestfated ♥
/digging like you can bury / something that cannot die / we can wash the dirt off our hands now / keep it from living underground/
independent. private. selective & low activity multi-muse feat both canon and original muses from life is strange, the walking dead game, night in the woods, stranger things, the hunger games, dead by daylight and supernatural.
promo template by freerps psd by jaynedit
promo made by @illestfated ♥
sometimes i don’t know where this dirty road is taking me sometimes i can’t even see the reason why i guess i keep a-gamblin’ lots of booze and lots of ramblin’ it’s easier than just waitin’ around to die
✖✖✖✖✖✖✖
selective & independent multimuse written by kayla feat. both canon and original characters from night in the woods, stranger things, supernatural, the walking dead game & dead by daylight.
illestfated·:
He is aware of the jokes between them but he is also aware that Rachel is going to take his macho man joke seriously, and every time they get scared at this haunted house he’s going to have to expect feeling her eagle eyes on him. Jonas was easily spooked, so he either has a whole night of acting ahead of them … or a couple of days of Rachel teasing him. Balancing Rachel’s phone on his knee as it plays music, he moves to grab the half-empty coffee cup and take a sip, silently deciding on the teasing. He’ll get to see more of her, at least.
“Okay, yeah, it’s a Halloween playlist but also we’re 18, not 7. Who is honestly turning up to the Monster Mash?” He doesn’t fight the Phantom of the Opera argument, he’s never seen the musical or the movie. That was a hobby his mother rather enjoyed, musical theater. Jonas can recall the two times his dad surprised her with Broadway tickets for their anniversary. The memory makes him smile, but Rachel getting carried away with her description of Phantom is what makes him grin. “Maybe one day you’ll settle me down enough to watch it.” He tells her, feeling the weight of his mother’s ring around his neck.
There’s not much time to reminisce, because Rachel brings up the devil emoji playlist and Jonas’ interest is, admittedly, piqued. The phone is unlocked and the playlist is right there, he could easily scroll through and see her tastes in music in that regard… But the phone remains in its place on his knee. She brings up a valid point. “You know I’m in this for the long game,” he smirks, killing the cup of coffee with a final swig and placing the empty cup in the holder, smoothly slipping Rachel’s hand off of the gear shift and slipping his fingers between hers.
“I’ll hear it sooner or later, even if I get so scared I piss myself tonight.” The mental image makes him laugh, a few giggles like a child. “Can you imagine? Holy shit, pissing myself in front of the entire Vortex Club. And then you’d be stuck with me because you were my date for it.” Jonas’ face drops, as if he’s considering it. “I mean, if it’s a sure-fire way to get into that devil emoji playlist…”
rachel’s eyebrows go up in actual shock when jonas puts monster mash on blast. she stumbles over her words, flabbergasted that he could speak such blasphemy in her presence. what did he mean no one over seven was turning up to monster mash?
“jonas!” she says incredulously, shaking her head, “are you serious right now? i will pull this car over and turn up to monster mash right now. i don’t know if this date is going so hot, definitely not hot enough for you to get the pleasure of hearing my special plastlist.”
she turns her head and looks at him, clicking her tongue in disapproval of his words. but when jonas laces his fingers with hers she admittedly loses her thought for a moment, feeling her her face to soften and her smile to widen. she tries to keep her eyes on the road, but allows herself one glance towards him. what he says next makes her laugh, loud and genuine.
“oh god, if you piss yourself victoria will never let me live it down. she’ll ask me if you have rubber sheets in your room,” she grins, listening as the gps has her turn off of the highway as they get closer to their destination. she pulls up to a light, noting that the haunted house should be just around the corner from where they were. “pissing yourself does NOT equal the devil emoji playlist,” she corrects him, laughing, “let’s settle in the middle. you can jump and be scared but the second i see your pants wet the date is over.”
rachel turns left at the light, following after logan as they approach the haunted house. it’s busy, and it takes a little while to find parking spaces but when they do rachel turns into the space next to logan’s and turns the car off. everyone begins to get out of their respective cars and the vortex club slowly begins to corral in the parking lot with victoria barking orders about how the night was going to go. when rachel undoes her seatbelt and opens her door, she can hear pieces of victoria’s passionate speech and it just makes her shake her head.
“yeah, let’s not go as a giant group. let’s hang back a bit and we can go in on our own. it is our first date after all, and if you do piss yourself it won’t be the end of the world,” she jokes, closing her door and turning in her seat to face him. rachel takes a minute to admire his features. “think you’ll be able to get a second one?”
ROLEPLAYER APPRECIATION TIME: IT’S TIME TO TELL SOME OF YOUR FAVORITE BLOGS THAT YOU ACKNOWLEDGE, AND APPRECIATE THEIR WORK ♥
pouts.... stop you’re amazing ))): you're one of my favorite blogs too!!!!
Just stopping by to say I really like the way you write Rachel, especially your canon divergence. And you writing in general is nice to read. <3 ~a friendly ghost
pouts
thank u v much ))): this means a lot to me. <3
sometimes i don’t know where this dirty road is taking me sometimes i can’t even see the reason why i guess i keep a-gamblin’ lots of booze and lots of ramblin’ it’s easier than just waitin’ around to die
✖✖✖✖✖✖✖
selective & independent multimuse written by kayla feat. both canon and original characters from night in the woods, stranger things, supernatural, the walking dead game & dead by daylight.
hi everyone! i have a multimuse now ;w; if anyone was interested in following me over at @ghostfable
i have muses in stranger things, the walking dead game, night in the woods and two ocs based in supernatural and dbd!
hi everyone! im still around, works just been kicking my ass lately. i’m going to get to memes and replies soon. <3
illestfated·:
Thick eyebrows shoot up when, in their embrace, there’s a warm coffee shoved into his hands. “Thank you,” he breathes out, taking a sip of the diner coffee and humming in content when it’s flavored just how he likes. Jonas leans back a bit and admires Rachel, taking note of how she has already memorized his coffee. It goes down warm, much appreciated as the clock draws near six p.m and the sun is already beginning to set. “I’m shocked the Two Whales is even still standing after that group,” he smiles, cut off by Rachel’s grip of his chin. Immediately, Jonas breaks into an even bigger smile, sucking in his cheeks in an effort to define his cheekbones and jawline.
The cheeks burn soft and red. “I know, right? I’m nearly Greek god status at this point.” To that he snorts at his own joke, tightening his arm around Rachel’s shoulder and bringing her closer so he can press a kiss against her temple, the two of them watching as Victoria scurries across the parking lot trying to get everybody to listen to her as she shouts the address of the haunted house.
“That’s our cue to leave, isn’t it?” Jonas smirks, arm leaving Rachel’s shoulders. With one hand bringing the coffee to his lips, the other works on tangling its fingers in his mother’s ring, hanging from his necklace. This was a date, their first official one, and he was understandably nervous. If he wanted to, he could count Two Whales and stargazing, but this just felt more… legit. Rachel asked him on it, and she’s ditching friends to go through the haunted house with him. And when they slip into her Subaru, buckle themselves in, Jonas watches her type the address into her Maps app and his heart stammers in his chest.
Hand moves up to tuck the ring into his sweater. The night has just started and he’s thinking way too much. Jonas takes a hefty swig of the warm coffee and places it in her cupholder, taking her unlocked phone and tapping on her Music app. “I won’t get scared. It’s just dudes with makeup on,” he says it with a smirk, only half-believing the sentiment. “That’s me upping my tough guy game ‘cause this is a date. Is it working?” Jonas snickers, tapping over to the playlists screen and scrolling to find the Halloween one she mentioned. Eyes blow wide at what he finds. “Hmm. There’s one named Chloe, one named smoke sesh, and another one… just titled with a devil emoji.” A glance over to her as they begin driving, following the other Vortex kids in their cars. “Kinda scared to know what’s in that one, considering you have Monster Mash in this Halloween one… and the Phantom of the Opera soundtrack?”
Jonas makes a face at Rachel, shaking his head. “Jesus, I see why they put Victoria in charge for the party playlists. Let’s just start with Thriller,” he teases her, putting her phone where she can see the directions and going back to nursing his coffee, warming his hands in his lap, already swaying to the song in anticipation for their second crappy karaoke session.
rachel chuckles at jonas’ confidence, already making a mental note to look out for even a jump out of him that the entire night. hazel eyes peak at the other, admittedly a bit happy to see him sipping at the coffee she had brought him with no complaints. she remembered it right. she hums, admiring the sun setting in the distance as she follows after the others. “it’s totally working, i now expect you to shield me from these scary dudes with makeup on and hold me in those big strong arms,” she teases, smirking a bit to herself, “should be easy for a greek god such as yourself, hope you don’t disappoint.”
she scoffs at his comment though, quickly glancing back at him with her eyebrows raised as if she had taken offense to him. “first of all victoria isn’t in charge of the party playlists,” she scoffs again, “we all have a say. she just... overrides our contributions a lot of the time.”
“but more importantly you’re going to judge a halloween playlist poorly because it has monster mash and the phantom of the opera soundtrack?” she fakes shock, shaking her head in disbelief. “it’s a halloween playlist, jonas. what halloween playlist doesn’t have the monster mash.”
a moment passes and rachel makes another face, “and phantom of the opera is classic for spooky vibes. what could be more horrifying than dreaming that your dead dad has angels watching over you and instead finding out it’s just a deformed and murderous man who is obsessed with you?”
rachel’s face grows warm, realizing that she was ranting a bit and has to force herself from continuing her explanation of the horror behind broadways longest running musicals. she clears her throat, playful smirk still on her lips despite realizing how dorky and embarrassing she was being.
“... anyways, you can roast me for my halloween playlist but i’ll have you know my devil emoji playlist is on point. maybe someday you’ll get the opportunity to hear it,” she speaks carefully, a small mischievous glint in her eyes. her comment rolls off the tongue easy, comfortably falling back onto the conversation of sex even if it was just playful teasing. “depends how well this date goes.”
just finished watching bly manor and honestly... why cant gay people just not be tragic KAJSNDFA
illestfated·:
starter call // @darkrccm·
He had been summoned from his bed twenty minutes ago, and Jonas was still trying to decide whether or not this was still a good idea. Rachel, on their phone call exactly twenty minutes ago, had been practically shouting at him over the background noise of Vortex Club members chatting loudly at Two Whales. They had gotten dinner real quick and were now on their way back to campus to load up the rest of the folks so they could go to the haunted house a bit of a ways away from campus. Having stayed up late the night before with Rachel, talking and laughing and doing homework, Jonas refused the Two Whales offer to go and take a nap in his room before they moved onto the nights attractions.
Watching from the sidelines as Zachary kept dunking Logan’s head into the bobbing for apples water filled him with enough anxiety. Jonas couldn’t imagine the mess they left at the Two Whales booth. So Rachel’s phone call waking him up was expected, but he still found himself rubbing sleep from his eyes, putting his shoes and beanie on, all while trying to hype himself up for this. Rachel had said they wouldn’t have to do the haunted house with the Vortex Club, and she’s hoping they stick to that.
He’s smoking in the parking lot when the parade of rich kid cars come bounding in. Jonas doesn’t jump at the chance to meet Rachel until he catches her hopping out of a SUV, Logan’s presumably - Dana in shotgun, laughing about something. He sucks in a final drag and snuffs the cigarette out on the side of a brick planter, discarding the butt of the cigarette properly before catching up with Rachel. A smile lifts up his tired face.
“Hey,” he greets her, lifting arms above his head in a stretch. One smoothly comes down on top of her shoulders. “How was dinner? Sorry but bail on you like that, but I do need my beauty sleep, so…”
the entire time at two whales rachel was drumming with excitement. there’s a high that comes with the fast pace environment whenever she was with her vortex club members, the way she could put on the act of one of the high schools elite and not necessarily feel bad about it. but it’s different now, the excitement that seemed to overtake her was knowing that jonas would be coming along later that evening. she smiles when she remembers their night under the stars, the way she fell asleep with her head on him and the way she sleepily asked him along for a proper date and flushes when she relays the events to dana.
when they reach the blackwell parking lot again and rachel hops out she immediately spots the tall curly haired boy, immediately bounding towards him with a smile. in her hand is a coffee for him, hot and made just as she remembered he did during their first time at the diner. she hums at his words, immediately wrapping an arm at his waist and handing him the styrofoam cup.
“it was good, left joyce a big tip. you can only imagine how much damage several teenage meatheads can do,” she grins, an eyebrow quirking at his words about needing beauty rest, “you do and honestly, it has done wonders,” rachel makes a show of reaching up and capturing his chin in her forefinger and thumb, turning his face from side to side. “simply beautiful.”
rachel laughs a dorky laugh, snorting a little at her own joke. she lets her grip from his face drop, instead deciding to press herself tighter to his side as victoria starts to bring the groups together to head off towards their destinations. they all split up into cars, rachel immediately giving up her place in logan’s suv to one of the newer members so the two of the could ride together. rachel volunteers to drive, leading the two to her subaru and unlocking the doors. once theyre both inside and buckled in, rachel sets up the gps on her phone and pulls out of her parking spot. following after the others as they pull out onto the main road and begin their journey.
“so, are you ready to get scared?” she smirks, “i promise you that logan and zach scream like little girls when they’re scared, yours can’t possibly be as bad. oh, by the way you can like, pick the music if you want. i have a special halloween playlist if that intrigues you at all.”
illestfated·:
Rachel’s explanation, the way she talks about how she’s seeing things go down in regards to her involvement with Jefferson makes sense. He wishes it didn’t, but that is just how Blackwell worked. Instead of being disgusted with Mark, their whole class would just go nuts thinking about how every rumor was right about Rachel Amber, and it’d probably leave some girls wondering if they could be next. Despite the fact that Mark had much less power than Sean, they were still stuck between a rock and a hard place when it came to him. There’s a big sigh that escapes Nathan, hands falling to his sides again, the ginger taking some time to breathe in deep, and exhale entirely.
“I see what you’re saying. Just- we can’t-… We just need to focus on exposing it as an entirety. I- we’re not the professionals, it’s your dad who can go through all of the evidence and pin specific shit on him. Or… my dad.” A pause when he thinks about Sean. He hasn’t left Nathan’s thoughts since the conversation between him and Rachel calmed down. It was going to be ugly the next time they saw each other. Him and Rachel were both aware of this.
Her reaction makes him smile, but it’s just the tugging of the corners of his lips. There was nothing they could do about that one, it was inevitable. Rachel has already texted Mark, it was safe to assume that news has already hit Sean Prescott. Nathan’s phone was probably blowing up as they sat in her room together, but it was left in his dorm upstairs… possibly for the better. When Rachel moves to grab her own phone and give it to him, Nathan sits up properly and he can feel the anxiety shoot up from his gut when he sees the message.
He presses his thumb against the lockscreen notification and swipes it to the left. Through this screen, he’s able to reply to the text without unlocking her phone, and now as he’s faced with the keyboard, every single word is wiped from Nathan’s brain. His thumbs pause above the screen, and he finally begins typing after scrolling a few messages up - not too much, he doesn’t know if he can stomach reading the texts exchanged between them - after gathering a slight idea of what Rachel’s typing style was with Mark so he can mimic it.
no, dont. i need some space after all this. im sorry
“Why can’t he just leave you alone?” Nathan says, upper lip curling back in disgust. He asks despite knowing the answer, tossing the phone back into Rachel’s lap. There’s a beat between them and Nathan pulls hands through his hair, slowly losing its slickness from the day’s gel. “I’m sorry for everything. I don’t… remember if I ever apologized. But I just, I really was just desperate. I needed to do whatever I could to get you off campus. I hope your dad will believe me.” He lays his head upon Rachel’s shoulder once more. “I wish we could just go to him with all of this already. I just want to come clean. I don’t,” his voice begins to waver, nose eyes and throat burning with the threat of tears, “don’t really want to feel like this anymore.”
rachel doesn’t hesitate to rest her head on top of nathan’s. she doesn’t even care what he writes to mark, letting her phone land face down in her lap. his apology feels like an iron ball in the pit of her stomach. hazel eyes focus on nothing in particular, staring out across her room as her mind wanders. what were they going to do if her father didn’t believe them? what was sean prescott going to do? she suddenly becomes aware of how many times she had been alone with mark, knowing that each time he had intentions of harming her and it makes her feel nauseous. there were so many times rachel had put herself in harms way without knowing.
“please... just, don’t apologize. it’s okay,” her voice is soft, recognizing how much trouble he had forced himself into by doing that, “you were doing me a favor.”
a hand moves across her lap and takes hold of his, gently lacing their fingers together and squeezing his hand. rachel doesn’t know what she’s going to do, knowing realistically she couldn’t hide nathan from the world until the truth could come out about this strange bunker in the woods somewhere. she entertains the idea of skipping classes until then, holding the two of them up in her room like two criminals on the run, but the teachers would take notice. hiding nathan from sean and mark wouldn’t work either, if they caught wind that he’d come forward about his part in whatever plot they had could cause them to destroy evidence.
then there’s the waver in his voice that brings her back to him.
“it’ll be over soon,” rachel coos, hazel eyes now on their joined hands. “i’ll be right here by your side. you don’t have to do it alone anymore.”
nathan being vulnerable is a little strange between them, their friendship this year relied heavily on vortex club functions and whatever substance they had on hand. it hadn’t always been that way, sophomore year she remembers fondly practicing lines with him and that celebration at two whales after their weekend debut of the tempest. they both had changed, nathan under the crushing weight of his father and rachel desperate for attention where she could get it. she swallows thickly.
“i.. he’s going to believe us, we’ll tell him everything. he’ll believe us,” she repeats softly, “until then... stay here? with me?”
