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@hkcr
FINALLY , i’ve succumbed &&. made a multi so i can love all my favourite characters in once place !!! bringin’ you muses from YGO , TBHK , MP100 &&. eventually more !!! give this a reblob &&. show us some love !!!!
looks @ a bottle of mouthwash that says “ alcohol free ” first thought , you cant get me drunk , you’re useless to me.
To be FEARED is to be loved ── Many times, throughout the incessant passing of the years, had she repeated this same sentence within the confines of her mind, over & over again until it became a self-sanctified prayer ( a desperate plea that would ultimately fall ‘pon deafened ears, for there are no deities out there willing to tend to the needs of such monstrous beasts ) . This is why, despite her short visits to the nearby human cities & towns, Ahri had never indulged in the company of other sentient beings for too long: although she longed for something that she had yet to fully comprehend ( what are FEELINGS to a monster ? ) , she knew that something had been missing / It was the empty void within her ever-tight ribcage, the frigid shiver creeping down her spine at night, the agonizing absence of warmth.
And this emptiness had easily become all-devouring, stripping little pieces of humanity away from her and leading her closer & closer to the ominous shadows that would dance underneath the eerie luminescence of the moonlight ; a waltz of monsters, a ceremony for those who had lost their soul and broken their own heart in cannibalistic rituals. Who would have thought that a change would have come from the unexpected presence of an intruder within the forest ?
Beastly urges were suddenly overtaken & replaced by puerile desires / Desires to know more about the world out there, about the strange little things that he would hold in his hands at all times, about the feelings that she experienced without ever being able to nominate them. In exchange for everything that he was capable of giving her, she’d offer her knowledge about nature and, although it was never properly vocalized, she promised to PROTECT him ( from whom & what was yet to be decided ) .
Cushiony tails sway to-&-from around them, visual representation of the many thoughts waltzing on the edge of her tongue before ultimately withering. ❝ Nothing remains untouched by the flowing of time so, eventually, things will indeed change. Can I HELP you, in any way ? I honestly wouldn’t mind it, if it’d get me to play that funny game of yours again. ❞
cont ! ♡ @hkcr .
her voice is a honey-dewed hymn &&. her presence alone had become a sanctuary in spite of the wild essence that she adorned - however, his was not a confession easily uttered. for a hesitant lip was often gnawed , pensive . to condemn this place that he christened home was audacious in its own right but he's tired . . . tired of that desperate need to be better than someone else , tired of that feral glimpse passing in mello's expression when near's name was mention , tired of the palpable tension that seeped from those harrowing staircases. he lets out a little laugh , beneath his breath , almost inaudible.
❝ help us . . . help me, escape this place. ❞ the boy's attention flickers southward, transfixed within the allure of a deity's gaze , he tilts his head , expectation settles upon the tip of his tongue. ❝ is that something ... you can do ? ❞ &&. as abruptly so, fizzles into nothingness.
dismal child , lost amongst expectations &&. realities unravelling before his fingertips that were being written by another ; surely that is what she thought of him. it was pretty pathetic , atleast , he thought it so.
❝ but , that's just a dream. people don't just get whisked away from their problems like in some story. ❞ embittered amusement swathes that tone, yielding hands extend in offering the console , it's carmine casing glittering in the trickling shafts of afternoon sun.
❝ i would say you gotta buy me a new one if you break it but, i dunno if forest people even carry cash so , just try to be careful. ❞ in transience does he succeed his own age , as if speaking to one much younger than he , before placing it gingerly in the palm of her hand.
❝ promise ? ❞
alcohol isn’t going to solve your problems. - near
it all seemed too arduous, didn’t it ? &&. yet he cannot recall in lurid reminiscence the times that predated this precarious habit of his. when was it that this writhing discomfort , this incessant trepidation that curdled in his stomach &&. filled his mouth with acetous bile had become the norm ? he couldn’t say, he lacked those seemingly simplistic answers. alas, he is but a deceiver, a liar &&. never quite as talented as he would lead himself to believe.
he scoffs, it’s raspy &&. pervades the putrid aroma of tobacco, dismissively rolling his eyes at these supposed reprimands. he had a distinct dislike for pity, not that , as far as he was aware , near was capable of it but the way it rolled off the other’s tongue made him want to laugh.
❝ … i don’t remember asking you for advice. ❞ his rebuttals are slurred , embittered , the kind of resentment that belonged in the pyres of mello’s aftermath not one like himself , simply condemned to stride alongside him in this death-march. matt cants his head to the side , half hidden behind a veiled fringe , shadows cast reveal the harrowing nature of their fates ; the exhaustion that left him jaded. ❝ besides , if the whole reason you wanted me here was to rebuke my drinking habits … well, now that’s just not like you. ❞ he crinkles his nose, evoking memories of times &&. places lost to the passage of time. dubiety courts his brows, gaze finally settling upon his countenance ; a soft sigh drifting from pursed lips.
❝ so, are you gonna fill me in on why it is you called me all the way out here ? ❞
Interact with muses from dead fandoms even if you don’t know what they’re from. Read their information, ask questions, engage with the mun. They’re practically an OC to you and that’s more than okay. We just want to write and interact with folks– don’t ignore us because you haven’t heard of what our characters are from.
hope u get run over
Hoping is all well and good, but ultimately, it gets you nowhere. Be the change you wish to see in the world. Get in your car and run me the fuck down instead of waiting for others to do your work for you, you coward. You lazy fool.
𝐀𝐃𝐄𝐋𝐄 𝐋𝐘𝐑𝐈𝐂𝐒 ♡ 𝐒𝐄𝐍𝐓𝐄𝐍𝐂𝐄 𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐑𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐒
some lyrics slightly modified. change gendered language to your needs. ♡
“ people say crazy things. ” “ everybody here is watching you. ” “ let me stay here for just one more night. ” “ if you’re gonna let me down, let me down gently. ” “ where you go, i go. ” “ why don’t you remember? ” “ i want you to love me. ” “ you know my heart more than i do. ” “ you’re gonna wish you never met me. ” “ i’ve made up my mind. ” “ nobody told me that you’d be here. ” “ for me, it isn’t over. ” “ i see my future in you. ” “ they say time’s supposed to heal you, but i haven’t done much healing. ” “ hold your breath & count to ten. ” “ have i ever asked for much? ” “ when will i see you again? ” “ you’ve been telling people things that you shouldn’t be. ” “ i hate to turn up out of the blue, uninvited … ” “ i still care, do you still care? ” “ i can’t help myself from looking for you. ” “ don’t underestimate the things that i will do. ” “ i must’ve called a thousand times. ” “ don’t forget me, i beg. ” “ say it ain’t so. ” “ you’re like a dream come true. ” “ why do you love me? ” “ when was the last time you thought of me? ” “ yes, i swam dirty waters but you pushed me in. ” “ i ain’t lost, just wandering. ”
Hellooooo … !! So to cut to the chase ( I hate to do it on my RP account, but it’s all I got ) I’m offering some ko-fi doodles !! Held off as long as I could but there’s pretty much no food in the house and no one gets paid until next week.
I don’t reaaaally know what to post here but uh, here’s my doodle tag. I don’t mind doing other stuff, just offer a price ! These were just my most recent works and they’re quick. Keep in mind these are just doodles ; I won’t be doing too complicated designs.
My paypal has always been super finicky so thru ko-fi may not work - didn’t have anyone to test it for me - but I should be capable of sending a payment request/paypal.me link, just with ko-fi prices … eh, we’ll see. Please be patient with me, its super whack and doesn’t like me.
mello could fucking murder me and id thank him
my dash being blessed by ygo muses is like , nostalgic.
things won’t always hurt this bad.
a child's mind was a precious thing , to be cultivated , to the utmost degree tended to &&. so often did that place, with its sombre grey stone walls breathe the ambience of an ossuary ; an abode for the brittle cadavers with their hollow eye sockets &&. gaping maws to find respite rather than an orphanage. it was suffocating , his lungs poisoned by the virulent fumes ; he had to escape .
it was these places that he found his own sense of repose , where the heads of daisy's danced precariously to the dulcet symphonies of wild zephyrs. where the decaying trunk of an old oak had finally succumbed , forging the perfect place to sit &&. relish the shade whilst playing a new game ! he had never anticipated company, lest mello find &&. reprimand him for neglecting his studies, so the first time they met, was she greeted with doe-eyed curiosities.
so often , after that, did matt go to that place , rustling amongst the verdant foliage, quivering in his wake . he'd share stories of their home , speak in fond hymns of those which he shared listless days with , with pride , showed off his newly enhanced game-boy ! ... honestly , it had been nice to have someone to talk to outside of wammy's house.
so there he sat , perched atop the log , swinging his legs back &&. forth , lips drawn to a doleful pout. this boy was not of the honest breed &&. so often confessed not to that which plagued him, found contentment in the mundane of his life , so long as it were filled with distractions . . surely that would suffice.
❝ you don't think so . . . ? ❞ the boy echos , the dissonant thrumming of nimble fingers against the controller wavers. there's a hollow depth to his tone , an almost forlorn glimmer in those eyes. ❝ i don't think . . . ❞ his attention averts to the sky, so pristine , so infinite . sometimes , it felt as if it could swallow him whole. ❝ i've ever know anything else.❞
matt, doing something illegal :
[doctor voice]: so i see you’re here to get your vibe checked?
oh , i forgot to mention that matt has the tendency to crush easily ?? if he finds someone attractive or they show interest in the things he cares about he’ll kinda be like !!! but it’s not anything deeper than that .
miscellaneous angst starters.
when were you going to tell me?
you can’t keep doing this to yourself.
that’s…a lot of blood.
can you walk?
please don’t lie to me.
you were supposed to leave.
i’m not going anywhere without you.
shh, it’s okay. it was just a dream.
there was nothing more you could have done.
it wasn’t your fault.
this is all my fault.
you aren’t acting like yourself.
i’m never going to let [her/him/them] hurt you again.
you’re hurting me.
don’t ever do that again.
go to hell.
please don’t cry.
you have to stay awake.
i wish i could take the pain away.
you could have died.
hey – stay with me.
it’ll be over soon.
did you ever love me?
i’m sorry. i can’t do this anymore.
things won’t always hurt this bad.
you passed out.
how much have you had?
i’m okay. it’s all fine.
it’s not okay! you’re not fine!
let me get you something for the pain.
it’s nothing. it’s just a bruise.
it’s clearly not nothing.
have you been to the doctor?
i didn’t mean the things i said.
i thought we meant something.
people who are okay don’t act like this.
you don’t have to go through this by yourself.
i don’t want you to be alone.
please don’t regret me.
i heard you crying.
you need to get some rest.
when was the last time you ate something?
i’m worried about you.
did you have another nightmare?
[name], there’s nobody there.
i want to be happy but i don’t think i deserve it.
please talk to me.
why are you mad at me?
alcohol isn’t going to solve your problems.
don’t leave me.
did you do this to yourself?
it’s breaking my heart to see you like this.
tell me what’s wrong.
tell me how to make it better.
why don’t you care?
get the hell away from me.
please don’t do this.
i can’t believe that you lied to me.
just…stay for the night.
you obviously can’t be trusted to take care of yourself, so let me do it for you.
you can’t die. i won’t let you.
just hang on, okay?
hold my hand if you need to.
i’m sorry.
why do you have a gun?
don’t panic.
just breathe.
you’re bleeding.
i’m trying to stop the bleeding.
you’ve been crying, i can tell.
you should have told me sooner.
i wanted to tell you in person.
a phone call would’ve been nice.
i hate you.
i love you.
ok i’ll say it …….i need affection ….ok damn