2025 on Tumblr: Trends That Defined the Year
todays bird
Cosimo Galluzzi
Game of Thrones Daily
Show & Tell
tannertan36
#extradirty
occasionally subtle
ojovivo
Peter Solarz
Keni
will byers stan first human second
Claire Keane
TVSTRANGERTHINGS
Mike Driver
d e v o n
No title available
macklin celebrini has autism
art blog(derogatory)
⁂
seen from United States
seen from United States
seen from United States
seen from El Salvador
seen from Netherlands
seen from United States
seen from El Salvador
seen from El Salvador
seen from United States
seen from United States
seen from United States
seen from United States
seen from United States
seen from United States
seen from United States
seen from United States
seen from United States
seen from United States
seen from United States
seen from Singapore
@shslcaregiving
ANNOUNCEMENT
Everyone remained in the estate lobby for a few minutes, some paying their respects to Ayame, some weeping and sobbing out of fear, some inspecting the attic door. Ayame was alive just a little while ago… was life so easy to lose in this place…?
Keep reading
Advice Column [closed for Lucida]
[Dorm 11]
Shuffling in whimsical circles around some rather musky carpeting, the caregiver let a wistful hum. Perhaps she was dissatisfied with the unproductivity of it all. She should really do something about this carpet, not to mention a hot, homemade meal hadn’t been served in friendly company. Everyone, it seemed, was all in knots in distrust. Perhaps it was her duty to offer a hand in friendship first. But given all these distractions, the caregiver could not drown out her deeper thoughts with such vapid distractions.
All in all, this week surely couldn’t be any more of a chore for Maemi to handle, yet the situation seemed to present itself anyway! Presenting such a horrendous ultimatum to further the end of another, it was so unthinkable. And yet, so possibly enticing...
“...Oh...what to do~”
With the gentle creak coming from behind, the caregiver twirled around in dismay, her apron fluttering lightly like a summer dress before settling.
“Ah, hello again! Um~”
Stalling in her words, the caregiver’s cheeks began to flush. With a lackluster greeting, Maemi chuckled at the situation.
“Uhuhu~! Oh, dearie me. Its quite embarrassing living with someone for this amount of time without even knowing there name, isn’t it?”
If things go right, we can frame it
It has been an extremely tense week or so since you woke up on the dusty old rug adorning the manor’s entryway floor, locked in and surrounded by total strangers. You met the… delightful little host, Monoko, who told you that the only way you could escape was to kill someone else in this manor and get away with it. Surprisingly, no one has cracked from these circumstances alone, and everyone is still roaming about in one piece, more or less. With all of the supplies offered inside of the mansion, you’ve begun to think that being stuck here until someone can come to help you wouldn’t be so bad. Cozy furnishings, running water, working plumbing, it seems like a normal house, minus the utter lack of bathing accommodations. And the smell festering thereof. All is calm.
“OI, ASSHOLES!~”
Psych.
Keep reading
Mother, May I [closed starter]
...
Gently awakening from a rather unplanned slumber, Maemi certainly did not find any pleasure in pulling herself from the dusty threads of a raggedy old thing. Gentle fingering laced themselves between the ashy threads of the flooring. Lifting herself to her feet, the caregiver gave a rather clueless gaze at her surroundings. The thoughts of what had just occurred, the irrationality of the situation to stumble into this otherworldly occurrence, and the strange character before them was overshadowed by one simple, blaring fact.
“This place... it’s simply filthy! I demand to be shown your cleaning supplies immediately!”
With cheeks puffed in what one may consider aggravation, the soft frown of the caregiver pointed to a rather facetious threat, rather than the serious tone the girl offered. After a brief moment of silence, the caregiver erupted into a fit of giggles, seemingly unable to maintain such a stern tone.
“Uhuhuhu~ I hope that wasn’t too much... but honestly...something should be done, and soon.”
Listening to the child before them with perked ears, the caregiver seemed perplexed by Monoko’s ultimatum. It seemed like this peculiarly... outdated mansion seemed to be this boy’s place of residence. And he wanted to play a game of sorts...
How charming of such a charismatic little boy! The actual dialogue their apparent jailer gave and gravity of the situation did not seem to reach Maemi’s ears as she dotted over the little figure before her. Approaching closer, the caregiver bent down with a smile.
“~Ooooooooooooh? Is that so? Aren’t you a charming little heartbreaker, handling such a grand introduction, all by yourself. Color me impressed! Did you do this all by yourself~?”
GAME START
Hope’s Peak Academy. A school founded on hope, devoted to finding the world’s most talented, elite teenagers and cultivating their abilities in order to create the brightest possible future for society: one filled with clean, pure hope. It has been successful thus far, not a single bump in the road. Of course, as unbridled success normally does, Hope’s Peak’s officials were lulled into a state of calm. As long as they could continue to successfully recruit students and strive for excellence, they didn’t much care for the small personal disputes that occurred within their walls, so long as it didn’t blemish their pristine reputation. This led way to many cases of bullying between students, hazings on newcomers, and even small scale feuds among rivaling students. If a parent was concerned, they were paid off for their silence. Looking at the grand premise of the school grounds from the outside, you would feel nothing but pride for the progress society had made since the creation of the school. But what was held within the school was a dark, bitter energy that sprung it’s madness at every corner.
You are a new student at this greatest of academies, and you are none the wiser of these incidents. As you take a few nervous yet hearty steps up to the academy gates, your vision begins to weaken, however. Everything goes black. You can’t move. What’s happening..?
This continues for moments, but you finally feel your senses stir. You can hear a faint giggle, but it’s blocked out quickly by an intense pain in your skull, and the unbearable stiffness of your limbs. You fight to open your eyes, and your vision is spotty, but sure enough you manage to awaken yourself. You are face down on a dusty old carpet, which covers a dull hardwood floor. The space you reside in seems rather open, with dark red walls, a grand staircase, a beautiful crystal chandelier dangling precariously from a 16 foot ceiling, and the bodies of 23 other students scattered on the floor around you.
Wait. Bodies?
Yes, bodies.
Unconscious bodies. Everyone appears to be about the same age as you are, and all suffering from the same discomforts. As you all pick yourselves up from the ground and try to make some sense of your surroundings, you realize that they are very unfamiliar. A few of you begin to panic even, gripping at your pockets and bodies for your bags or your phones in order to get ahold of someone who can tell you what you may have done to be where you are right now. You don’t know a single person in this room, of course you aren’t going to ask them. You all realize, however, that your are empty handed, except for a small card.
No bigger than your average credit/debit card, it flashes to life almost as soon as you hold it up. You can see your name, your personal information, this card displays almost everything. How do you even work this thing? Some are furious, yelling even. Where are our phones, our several hundred dollar bags, and how the hell does someone have all this information? The card bears the HPA insignia, but… this clearly isn’t the school. What kind of a game is this?!
“Wow, you are a noisy bunch, aren’t you?”
Everyone stops at the sound of a rather young child addressing them. Following the sound, you all turn and see what appears to be a child no older that 12 years of age, with black and white hair and a face mask. He is simply watching from afar, eyes flickering about to each face. You cringe as he meets your gaze: One eye is a dark grey color, the other is fully red; sclera and all. You question if it’s even real, it almost entire transfixes your attention, but he resumes speaking.
“Now that you lazy bums are up at least, I can go ahead and get introductions out of the way. My name is Monoko! I’m gonna be your guiding light for the next few… forevers. It’s nice to meet you all! And don’t worry about introducing yourselves, I already know everything about all of you! Isn’t that handy?”
He watches you all for another few moments and sighs after a period of silence.
“Too strong, I guess I gotta back off in my approach… but now is the part where I get a good explanation out of the way!”
“Welcome to your new home! This estate and all that it has to offer shall become your whole world for the rest of your lives! It’ll be fun, you all get to live with me forever! Well, some of you probably. Why only some of you? Don’t be stupid, no one lives forever. But it’s also because… living here isn’t all you guys get to do. That would be sooooo boring, y’know? I say… we play a little game. Not really a little game since it, you know, deals with life and death, but you get what I mean.”
Life and death..?
“You see, what you all get to play is a mutual killing game. All of you are strangers more or less, so it should be pretty easy! You all see this door behind me? It’s locked tight, and nothing is gonna bust it down. All the other exits? Barred, locked, you name it; no one is escaping. You want out? There’s only one way: one of you must kill somebody in this room and get away with it. If you do, you get to leave everybody here in the dust. If you don’t… ohohoho, let’s just say you’ll be in for a nasty little surprise.”
“Enough of my ramblings, though. Now that you’ve all been acquainted with your situation by none other than your charming host, why don’t you all look around and get to know your new home~? The little card you all found in your pockets will help you. Have fun, and feel free to ask questions~!”
Monoko simply stands in silence at the front of the room, watching you all and your cacophony of reactions to this sudden, dreadful news. The only thing on your mind is the same one perforating everyone else’s thoughts…
What are you going to do?
**MAPS UNLOCKED: ESTATE MANOR**
**MONOKO IS NOW AVAILABLE AS AN RP PARTNER!! TAG ANY STARTERS #HEYMONOKO FOR RESPONSE FROM THE HOST. OTHERWISE, INVESTIGATION START!! GOOD LUCK!!**
