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In case you’re feeling down today...
In case you feel down today, just remember that the Norwegian Royal Guard has a penguin as their Colonel-in-Chief. This penguin legitemately fucking inspects the troops and fucking outranks so many people. His name is Sir Nils Olav, and he was knighted by the actual friggin King. Remember him. Remember Sir Nils Olav and feel better.
Sir Nils Olav in action
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Getting ready for Star Wars like… (unmute this!)
send me ✮ for my muse to tell you exactly what they think of yours, complete honesty.
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100 Word/Small Phrase prompts
This is not my prompt list, but I honestly can’t remember where I found this list when I wrote it out on paper to work on as it was a while back. If anyone knows, please send me a message and I’ll give credit or delete this post entirely.
Introduction
Complicated
Making History
Rivalry
Unbreakable
Obsession
Eternity
Gateway
Death
Opportunities
33%
Dead Wrong
Running Away
Judgement
Seeking Solace
Excuses
Vengeance
Love
Tears
My Inspiration
Never Again
Online
Failure
Rebirth
Breaking Away
Forever and a Day
Lost and Found
Light
Dark
Faith
Colors
Exploration
Seeing Red
Shades of Grey
Forgotten
Dreamer
Mist
Burning
Out of Time
Knowing How
Fork in the Road
Start
Nature’s Fury
At Peace
Heart Song
Reflection
Perfection
Everyday Magic
Umbrella
Party
Troubling Thoughts
Stirring of the Wind
Future
Health and Healing
Seperation
Everything for You
Slow Down
Heartfelt Apology
Challenged
Exhaustion
Accuracy
Irregular Orbit
Cold Embrace
Frost
A Moment in Time
Dangerous Territory
Boundaries
Unsettling Revelations
Shattered
Bitter Silence
The True You
Pretense
Patience
Midnight
Shadows
Summer Haze
Memories
Change in the Weather
Illogical
Only Human
A Place to Belong
Advantage
Breakfast
Echoes
Falling
Picking Up the Pieces
Gunshot
Possession
Twilight
Nowhere and Nothing
Answers
Innocence
Simplicity
Reality
Acceptance
Lesson Learned
Enthusiasm
Game
Friendship
Endings
Happy 34th birthday to the greatest song ever recorded
If you’ve ever wondered how intense the Australian wildlife is, in the 20th Century we had to wage war on emus because they were destroying the farm land. So we sent the army up north with machine guns in what is now called the Great Emu War.
We lost.
And if the title pictured above isn’t enough for you, this fantastic article published by the Scientific American can be found here.
Here is an excerpt from it:
❝ Led by Major G.P.W. Meredith of the Seventh Heavy Battery of the Royal Australian Artillery, the army set out on 2 November 1932, determined to gun down a group of 50 birds in the district of Campion. They moved in formation behind the birds, and the birds answered their organised assault with inspired chaos, scattering themselves in all directions to minimise the casualties. But despite their best efforts, says Johnson, “the first blood in the bizarre ‘Emu War’ had thus been drawn by the Australian army."
It was game. on.
Two days later, the emus had their revenge. Concealed gunners sighted 1,000 emus nearby, and waited patiently for them to make their way over. At point-blank range, says Johnson, the soldiers open fired, felling maybe 10, 12 emus. But then the machine-gun jammed. The emus scattered once again, having delivered 1,000 of their fluffy hides into the hands of the soldiers before snatching almost all of them back just as quickly. The media had a field day, quoting one of the recruits as saying:
"The emus have proved that they are not so stupid as they are usually considered to be. Each mob has its leader, always an enormous black-plumed bird standing fully six-feet high, who keeps watch while his fellows busy themselves with the wheat. At the first suspicious sign, he gives the signal, and dozens of heads stretch up out of the crop. A few birds will take fright, starting a headlong stampede for the scrub, the leader always remaining until his followers have reached safety.”
The army tried gunning them down in moving trucks, but found they couldn’t aim properly at their speedy foes. A lone victim rendered himself a nuisance all the way to the end, his corpse getting tangled up in the vehicle’s steering equipment, which caused it to veer off and destroy half a length of somebody’s fence.
"On 8 November, it was reported that Major Meredith’s party had used 2,500 rounds of ammunition - twenty-five per cent of the allotted total - to destroy 200 emus,” says Johnson. "When one New South Wales state Labor politician enquired whether ‘a medal was to be struck for those taking part in this war’, his federal counterpart in Western Australia, responded that they should rightly go to the emus who ‘have won every round so far’.”
A second campaign was mounted by Major Meredith on 13 November 1932, killing 40 emus. Two days later, barely any, but about a month later its was reported that 100 emus were being killed every week. Even so, Meredith did the maths and found that it took 10 bullets to bring down every one emu, which was a pretty dismal effort. He was recalled and - all praise our skittery warrior bird-giants - the Great Emu War had finally come to an end. ❞
And if the title pictured above isn’t enough for you, this fantastic article published by the Scientific American can be found here.
Here is an excerpt from it:
❝ Led by Major G.P.W. Meredith of the Seventh Heavy Battery of the Royal Australian Artillery, the army set out on 2 November 1932, determined to gun down a group of 50 birds in the district of Campion. They moved in formation behind the birds, and the birds answered their organised assault with inspired chaos, scattering themselves in all directions to minimise the casualties. But despite their best efforts, says Johnson, “the first blood in the bizarre ‘Emu War’ had thus been drawn by the Australian army."
It was game. on.
Two days later, the emus had their revenge. Concealed gunners sighted 1,000 emus nearby, and waited patiently for them to make their way over.At point-blank range, says Johnson, the soldiers open fired, felling maybe 10, 12 emus. But then the machine-gun jammed. The emus scattered once again, having delivered 1,000 of their fluffy hides into the hands of the soldiers before snatching almost all of them back just as quickly. The media had a field day, quoting one of the recruits as saying:
"The emus have proved that they are not so stupid as they are usually considered to be. Each mob has its leader, always an enormous black-plumed bird standing fully six-feet high, who keeps watch while his fellows busy themselves with the wheat. At the first suspicious sign, he gives the signal, and dozens of heads stretch up out of the crop. A few birds will take fright, starting a headlong stampede for the scrub, the leader always remaining until his followers have reached safety.”
The army tried gunning them down in moving trucks, but found they couldn’t aim properly at their speedy foes. A lone victim rendered himself a nuisance all the way to the end, his corpse getting tangled up in the vehicle’s steering equipment, which caused it to veer off and destroy half a length of somebody’s fence.
"On 8 November, it was reported that Major Meredith’s party had used 2,500 rounds of ammunition - twenty-five per cent of the allotted total - to destroy 200 emus,” says Johnson. "When one New South Wales state Labor politician enquired whether ‘a medal was to be struck for those taking part in this war’, his federal counterpart in Western Australia, responded that they should rightly go to the emus who ‘have won every round so far’.”
A second campaign was mounted by Major Meredith on 13 November 1932, killing 40 emus. Two days later, barely any, but about a month later its was reported that 100 emus were being killed every week. Even so, Meredith did the maths and found that it took 10 bullets to bring down every one emu, which was a pretty dismal effort. He was recalled and - all praise our skittery warrior bird-giants - the Great Emu War had finally come to an end. ❞
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Ring the bell. School is in session because I am so done with all of this anti-cop mentality.
Let me elucidate this issue for some of you people who have just jumped on the bandwagon of “F*** THE POLICE!!!” and “COPS ARE GUILTY UNTIL PROVEN INNOCENT AND EVEN IF THEY’RE RULED INNOCENT, IT’S CLEARLY THE BROKEN SYSTEM SO WE’RE GOING TO PROTEST, RIOT, AND BURN DOWN OUR OWN THINGS THAT SOME PEOPLE IN OUR COMMUNITY HAVE WORKED ALL THEIR LIVES TO HAVE, LIKE PLACES OF BUSINESS!!!” without having your facts straight, or really, without even waiting for all of the facts:
This is exactly the same problem that the very ones protesting complain about. Because they are taking a whole group of people, and they are lumping them all together, and they are doling out judgement upon all of them, in all situations, all of the time.
Here’s what people as a whole don’t seem to understand.
A taser or pepper spray doesn’t always incapacitate someone hyped up on drugs. Shooting someone in the knee or somewhere else that’s been deemed ‘non-lethal’ by someone who doesn’t know what they’re talking about (because, for the record, anything can be lethal), well that doesn’t always stop a person. Especially someone who’s too messed up at the time to feel or process the pain, or someone so determined to cause pain. They’ll just keep coming.
If you can subdue them long enough to get cuffs on them, great. Might take a few officers depending on how drugged up, or sometimes even just how high their pain threshold/tolerance is or if they have enough adrenaline going to not feel pain.
And then there’s some people who just don’t listen to what the police tell them. They charge the police, with a knife, with a gun, with a heavy stick, it. doesn’t. matter.
Because all it takes is the officer being on the ground, all it takes is that officer getting into a struggle that they won’t win, getting their firearm taken from them, and then THEY are the ones dead. Not the perpetrator they were trying to apprehend, and I don’t care how ‘angelic’ their families say they were. There have been plenty of those cases disproven lately through video footage, but you don’t see that on the news stations because it doesn’t fit the current narrative.
There are instances, whether the general public believes it or not, when the police officers’ lives are in peril, and they have to make a choice: do you pull the trigger? Anywhere you shoot could prove fatal, immediately or through complications is the only divider there. In essence, you are deciding: me or them? Adrenaline racing, heart pounding, raise the gun and fire. Sometimes it’s survivable; sometimes it’s fatal.
But bad guys don’t hesitate in that moment.
Cops that hesitate to pull the trigger in that moment of life or death get killed. Cops who don’t have the heart to pull the trigger it if it comes down to it, get killed.
Then it’s their families with a loss when they were just trying to help people and serve their communities. That’s what you don’t hear on the news as often. Guess it’s not “controversial” enough to merit attention, unless of course it’s several at once being picked off by a coward of a sniper in Dallas while the police––the very people that were being protested that day––were trying to save the very people protesting them. Which FYI, was the deadliest day for law enforcement since SEPTEMBER 11, 2001, y’know, after which we celebrated our law enforcement and other first responders for the risks they were willing to take, for the fact that they were willing to and that many did give up their lives so that others could live, that many left behind families so that others could return to theirs.
So, no thank you, I will not sit here and listen to or read or watch on the news, all this rhetoric about police as a whole being racist, and I will not sit by passively as crowds of people scream, “F*** THE POLICE!!! PIGS IN A BLANKET!!!! WHAT DO WE WANT? DEAD COPS! WHEN DO WE WANT IT? NOW!!!” Or as these crowds throw Molotov cocktails into police cars or into police stations or into completely unrelated places of business. You have a right to PEACEABLY assemble, not to act like a mob in a monster movie. You have a right to state your opinion but that doesn’t mean that it’s fact, and it doesn’t mean that nobody else has a right to state their own or to rebut without being crucified.
I don’t condone or support dirty cops who kill just because they think that they can, but those are very few and far between. Most shootings are good cops who end up killing, too, and they shouldn’t have to be dragged through the mud because the last thing they wanted to do was shoot anybody.
But, regardless, the public and news media demonize them while they already deal with the consequences because they always wonder, “did I screw up?” “Were there any other options?” Sometimes there just aren’t in the case of the police, and people need to understand that.
All instances of a police officer firing a weapon should be looked at, within the police department, as to whether it was clean shoot or not.
But it shouldn’t be a matter for the public until it’s ruled as an actual act of malice or prejudice or whatever else, because the public doesn’t deal with the dangers or the responsibility every day. They don’t tell their families goodbye, and leave with the absolute and constant uncertainty of whether or not they’ll be back home after their tour.
Ultimately, police are a type of soldier. They’re the front lines at home. Sure there are some bad cops, but there are some bad everybody last time I checked. Don’t demonize all cops for a few, like all soldiers were demonized in Vietnam for a few.
And to be perfectly clear, why don’t we all just step back for a moment and remember that there are bad apples in every profession. Teachers, doctors, priests, the list goes on and on. But we don’t demonize all of them for what a few have done and continue to do, do we? We don’t protest them in the streets. We don’t burn down businesses because any of them have done something wrong.
The police officers are making a huge sacrifice and laying their lives on the line every single day so that other people––who AREN’T making the commitment or taking on the BURDEN––can stay safe, and most people have no idea, they haven’t even the SLIGHTEST understanding of what that’s like. Which should maybe be kept in mind next time it’s on the news about a cop firing a weapon, whether it’s a fatality or not.
So how about, before jumping to conclusions, you follow the established method of our legal system and allow the cops to be innocent until proven guilty? How about everyone refrain from pointing fingers until the verdict is in? How about if you have such a damn problem with cops, you go work their job instead? You get a badge and a gun and every danger and responsibility that comes with that and you walk the streets in their shoes, and you fix the damn ‘problem’ instead of being a part of it by rioting and making threats and destroying things simply because you can or supporting this anti-cop mentality.
Here’s a thought to summarize:
Just act like a decent human being with respect and compassion and understanding and common sense.
Put that in your Vape and smoke it, Sherlocks.
Middle Earth AU BIG MEME
PUT ONE IN MY BOX TO START A MIDDLE EARTH AU!
DANGEROUS ENCOUNTERS:
“What was that sound? It sounded like a screech on the air.”
“I feel the presence of a shadow, cold as ice. I think a wraith haunts our steps.”
“That’s a really big spider!”
“If we can just get across the Fords of Bruinen, we will be safe!”
“Ai! A balrog has come!”
“Yrch! Orcs! Do not fear. The Wardens will protect you.”
“What is that thing? The chill of it steals my very breath.”
“No, no, wake up! Wake up! We’re surrounded by Barrow-Wrights!”
“It’s the Watcher in the Water! Run for the doors!”
“I do not trust this tunnel, or this stair.”
“Caradhras is acting against us! The cruel mountain has summoned an avalanche!”
“The White Wizard approaches.”
“Nazgul! Retreat! Retreat for Minas Tirith!”
“Wraiths on wings!”
“The trees, NAME! The trees sound like they’re talking!”
“I do not trust this Willow…but I am sleepy…”
“Come back to the light!”
“Back, demon of flame! You shall not pass!”
“Trolls! Hide here!”
“…The wind has risen, like a gale. What is that shadow that blots out the sun? It looks almost like…DRAGON!” more under cut!
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In case your blog gets terminated!
yesterday, i was editing my theme and when I clicked the save button it wouldn’t let me save. so i exited, but tumblr logged me out! when i tried to log back in, this shows up:
i panicked and searched online for resolutions, then i found this post(thank you thesassycat!) basically you click “contact support” and write an email to tumblr explaining what happened. be specific if you can. contact them through the contact support page only, they dont accept emails to [email protected] anymore. it’s not included in that post, but make sure to write your ip address too(you can find out what it is here). here’s the problem, you don’t have access to your tumblr email. after you write your request, explain the issue regarding what happened to your old email(password forgotten, etc). then send the case. i wrote something like:
“Hello! I was editing my tumblr theme and suddenly tumblr terminated me without warning. I would like to know why my account been terminated and would like to get it back. My IP address is _____ and my blog URL is http://bapogichi.tumblr.com. I am using another email because my old one isn’t accessible recently. Thank you“
it will be converted into a “ticket” and placed in a queue so be very patient! they will notify you when they received your request, follow their advice and DO NOT send another request if eg. you missed a detail or whatever, keep it in the same thread! usually it will be answered within a day, so please relax and dont do what i did where i panicked hahhaha mine was answered around 11pm (11am in new york time)
they will respond to you and explain why they terminated your blog(mine was because of a spam issue) and may ask you to delete or refrain from posting stuff regarding it(eg. illegal music..) orr it may have been a mistake. make sure to thank them.
so yeah, share this to someone who had this problem, also be careful and please don’t panic
Reasons Role Players Abandon Their Blogs:
They get ignored, feel unwanted or easily replaceable. – Insecurities have a way with getting the best of us. In a community where muns are dropped because real life restricts their time online, or someone else replies more quickly, it’s easy to feel like you don’t matter… Especially if you’re one of the blogs being dropped as though you’re nothing more than a reply generator.
They feel like you’re only writing with them for their muse / that they’re part of a collection. – Admit it, we all have our favorite face claims / characters that we want interactions with, but there’s a difference between loving a face claim or character, and collecting them like pokemon. No, kids… You really don’t have to catch them all. In fact, a lot of people get turned off and feel like they mean less to you because you have so many of the same muse writing with you, and definitely if all of your threads / interactions become too similar.
They feel like you only want their muse for smut purposes. – Who doesn’t love a good smut thread? Some people write only smut, and that’s fine, but there are some that don’t take their partner’s feelings into consideration. If you want to write smut, or do nothing but shippy things, that’s great. You do you and have fun. But some people don’t like when they’ve been hounded for smut over and over. Please be respectful of this fact.
“I’ll follow you/write with you everywhere!” except for that blog… – We’ve all heard this from people that offer praise from time to time. I’ll write with every muse you’ve got! (until you slap a self promo on the dash for that female muse, that other-fandom muse or an oc you’ve poured your heart into… Then when you get excited about said muse, they lie to you with “I didn’t know that was you!” as though they’d missed the 30 self reblogs of that promo you made for your new muse.
Too many ‘tell me you like me’ memes reblogged, but not sent in. – As much as we all hate feeling like nothing more than a meme archive, these are the worst memes to get swiped from your blog, only to receive nothing in your inbox. It wouldn’t kill you to send in the symbol or a little bit of something to make someone feel good. You’re following them for a reason, aren’t you? Tell them that!
They get ignored out of character simply because they aren’t sending constant replies, memes, etc. – People seem to think that, if you aren’t keeping their muse entertained, you aren’t worth talking to as a person. You see them on the dash talking about having no one, about needing attention, and you think ‘then… what am I to them?’ Just because your partner isn’t clinging to your muse and making you their top priority doesn’t mean you can’t talk to them out of character, that you can’t plot with the other muses they have so you’re interacting, no matter which blog either of you are on. There are people behind these blogs. Living, breathing people that - if they liked you on one blog, they should like you on another. Stop treating them like only your favorite muse of theirs matters – not the writer behind it.
… They lost muse
Sometimes it pays off to send a little random love and positivity to people. You never know when someone could be seconds away from never signing on again. Tell your partners what a great job they’re doing, that you appreciate them as a mun and as an rp partner, and that you value their attention and interactions. It only takes a few seconds to share a few nice words and let someone know that they mean something.
That moment when you realize that Captain Cold(’s actor) was Mariah Carey’s love interest in two music videos:
It’s Like That and We Belong Together.
……… Well then.