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It's my 8 year anniversary on Tumblr 🥳
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JUST A LITTLE PSA FOR YOU
I don’t care when or if you reply to me. I write to develop a character that I adore. I write for ideas. I write for a lot of reasons but none of those are to do with you. I write for myself.
I care about you as a person not as a character. Sure, there is a moment when we first start writing where that line blurs and you are your character for a hot second. But that’s more fun and less bothersome- plus it only lasts until we start talking out of character or in the tags.
I don’t care about what we do on Tumblr NEARLY AS MUCH as I care about YOU so if you’re not feeling a reply? Fuck it. Don’t reply to it. Ever. We can always do another one, it’s fine. I’m gonna save my reply cause I worked on that and am proud of it but- whether or not you reply is not my concern. Because you have things going on that need taking care of. Because you have a life and health concerns and fucking crazy world issues that are going on, I get it.
I adore you, my friend. And friendship, to me, is not letting petty issues or feelings get in the way of the big picture.
This is my first post here. Hope you would like this lantern man. 🩵
VILLAIN VIBES ( PART 3 )
prompts from songs on my muse's villain playlist. feel free to change pronouns/tenses/etc as needed, or even combine any of them.
DEAD TO ME — CHLOE ADAMS
“you were a friend to me.” “but i put you to sleep & now you're dead to me.” “when did we decide to skip the niceties?” “or were there even times when you were nice to me?” “so, go be shady.” “i'll be the monster that you made me.” “you always see the worst.” “i'll make your bubble burst.” “it's a shame you're to blame.” “you made the rules, but still fucked up your own damn game.” “dead to me.”
HOW VILLAINS ARE MADE — MADALEN DUKE
“whose blood to spill?” “i don't know whose side i'm on.” “one tells the truth, the other's lying & they're both calling my name.” “no one ever starts that way.” “but this is how villains are made.” “whose neck to cut?” “there lies my sanity.” “there goes my mind i could not save.” “i don't trust what i see right in front of me.” “i don't know who to betray.” “so easily we're persuaded when the lines are blurred & faded.”
DEVIL IS A WOMAN — CLOUDY JUNE
“i can't change my ways, god knows why.” “if the sin is so bad, tell me why's it gotta taste so sweet.” “no, i've never been a saint.” “her power got me on my knees.” “your paradise sucks, but your hell sounds good to me.” “wears no halo but choker chains.” “just one kiss, heals your broken faith.” “who don't fit, who don't obey, who ain't straight gets locked away.” “if that's your world, i'm a hopeless case.” “the devil is a woman.”
I'VE GOT A BAD SIDE — ADONA
“i've got a shadow version of myself.” “i don't let her out too much if i can help it.” “i hear the whispers spinning in my head.” “try to keep her quiet, but she must be fed.” “there goes my weakness, there's a crack in the armor; spilled all my secrets.” “i've tried so, so hard to be good.” “let them think i'm a nice girl, keep them fooled.” “i tried to keep it locked inside, oh i swear i tried.” “i've got a bad side.” “it's so contagious, i can't fake it.” “it's just a craving.” “i can't hate it.” “when you see who i really am you'll run.” “you'll run as fast as you can.”
LITTLE GIRL GONE — CHINCHILLA
“say that again, i didn't quite hear ya.” “you get off talkin’ down to the little man.” “time to get what you deserve.” “you're so fuckin’ stupid.” “been a while since my head was this polluted.” “lucky i know my own worth.” “so ya wanna fight me, are you big enough?” “kick the back of my knee, are you serious?” “you keep on trying, but i like your blood on my teeth just a little too much.” “now i'm twisting your arm ’til i hear it break.” “little girl gone, got a gun from a gangster.” “run little girl, run little girl.” “i pack a punch backed into a corner.” “come at me, don't tell me i didn't warn ya.” “wish i could bottle the taste, ‘cause i'd drink up the look on your face.” “honey, i've changed so much since i last saw ya.”
HARD TO KILL — BETH CROWLEY
“why do i need friends when i've got plenty of enemies?” “i have a way of finding out their sins & secrets.” “bringing them to their knees.” “the world owes me a debt.” “and now i've come to collect.” “so don't get in my way.” “the streets were my playground.” “i belong to the city & was raised on the stakes i claimed.” “so i let the rumours turn me into a legend.” “‘cause i'm only human, but a good myth is hard to kill.” “maybe i'm too obsessed with retribution.” “somebody has to pay.” “by the time you figure out the rules i broke i've already won the game.” “the odds are stacked against me.” “i keep my cards close to my chest.” “just let them see my worst & they'll never judge me for my best.”
⌒ 𝑇ℎ𝑒𝑟𝑒 𝑖𝑠 𝑙𝑖𝑓𝑒, 𝑡ℎ𝑒𝑟𝑒 𝑖𝑠 𝑑𝑒𝑎𝑡ℎ 𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝑡ℎ𝑒𝑟𝑒 𝑖𝑠 𝑚𝑒 ⌒ He looked interesting, I had to paint.
When the so called good guys tell you that everything you have done was evil
lack of interaction ≠ lack of interest. sometimes, life gets in the way, or my muse doesn't cooperate with me the way i want, or i'm simply too anxious to take the first step. but just because we currently don't have any interactions going, doesn't mean that i'm not interested in writing with you and your muse(s). maybe the perfect opportunity hasn't presented itself yet, or i couldn't think of a good enough plot but that never ever has anything to do with you. after all, we're mutuals for a reason and that's usually because i enjoy seeing you on my dash and would love to write with you ― whenever that may happen.
--MUN VS MUSE
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Tagging: @nithhaiahh @sxlemnity and you!
Repeat after me: Do not leave anything related to fire near Nith.
Me: Oh boy the weekend! I can’t wait to write stuff for Thres-
Allergy season: Here you go! Hay fever for you! :)))))))
Me:
g u e s s i ‘ l l d i e
what does your heart look like?
iced over, out of the sun
Your heart is very lonely, isn’t it? Is your fortress of ice self-made? Are others afraid of you, or are you afraid of them? Are you afraid of hurting them, or of being hurt? Vulnerability and connection can be frightening, but that’s no reason to shy away from their light, to tuck yourself small into corners, to build up frigid walls to keep yourself from feeling. You will heal when you allow yourself to draw closer to the flames and thaw.
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Maiden by Evgenia Kim
he lived. served cunt. died. got resurrected. served even more cunt
what is your true role in the story?
the one at the crossroads.
questioning yourself again? well it's a hard choice is it not. you always decide you've made your mind but you seem to nevertheless return to this state of uncertainty. are you good or evil? dark or light alas? alas, I am not fit for such details in morality. In my slightly skewed sight of it, neither truly exist. they are but a mindset, but mindset or not, they still give you quite the anxieties hm? you are one who has lived in fear, your heart is hidden, and you don't know who to trust. you doubt you can even trust yourself. the caustic words of poisonous people have corroded into your skull. "you are evil. you are a monster. you are bad." well that is indeed a bunch of poppycock, mind my language, for the only one who may decide that is you. my dear, you are torn between never allowing others to hurt the ways you hurt, and from running away from all who might harm you again, with gnashing teeth. you are a cornered animal who has been kicked by the ones it trusted. you do not know whether to trust again, for your mind is screaming, don't. but if I may, you can be both. it is not the question of whether you are good or evil, it is the question, what do I deserve and how might I reach that? you do not deserve pain, correct? so never chase that, instead kindly decline and flee from those like your past assailants, but trust the ones who you know are good. sometimes you will find people to be a messy combination of both pain and love, but so are you and I. my advice is to simply be kind, but be willing to question. always question, always wonder. do not give away your heart on a silver platter my dear, it is worth far more than the sun himself, but don't fail to allow healing. you deserve good things in life. so as you stand between two roads, walk between the third you just now have noticed. life seems to be made of entirely preposterous choices, but if you look close enough, you'll reveal the right ones that are normally hidden from sight. breathe my dear, things will be well. trust yourself, and carve your own path.
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