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you're just the gun in my mouth
When Do You Gaze At Your Soulmate?
when they're working
see this is what you love most. their eyes light up and no one can do it quite like them. whether they are a fighter or a healer. whether they are full of grace and gentle poise, or brute strength and wild energy, you love them when they are at their purest form. raw and unfettered. unadulterated by social cues and careful masks we all wear. when they are just them, trusting their instincts, using their experience, relying on the skills they earned. this is when you heart swells with pride. and you can never decide if you want to interrupt them and draw them into your arms with a hungry, appreciative kiss. or if you could sit there and quietly observe them for hours with more satisfaction than anything physical could bring.
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"Heh. Whad'ya know!" Pinky exclaimed. "A curator. Y'know what- yeah. A curator a' music an' the fine performin' arts–-"
He heaved a cigarette laugh.
"That's me, alright!"
Pinkie straightened up and folded his arms over his chest. If his grin had anything to say about it, he did mean to silently boast his bigger size over the scrawny fox.
"It's a casino, Country Boy. Yup! Folks come from all around just ta gamble an' watch my girl sing."
He leaned down, holding a hand out.
"Pinky's the name, makin' money's the game! An' you areee?"
He's trying to pretend the smoke ain't making his chest feel like a log's just fallen on it. He balls a fist, hits it against his ribs a couple of times.
His fur bristles at country boy. Though he is one. And proud. He doesn't care for city slickers and their back-handed words.
Pinky. Why does that fit?
Where he comes from, folks don't give out their names. But when in rome. He grumbles under his breath, posture closed off, before uttering,
"They call me Br'er Fox, seein' as I'm the only one for miles back home. But Miller will do here. And I'm afraid I'm lost. Would have to be, to run inta you."
"Br'er Fox," Pinky echoed, scratching his chin for a moment. "That's, that's funny, Miller..."
He waved his cigar at him.
"What's a 'Br'er'?"
Before the smaller vulpine could reply, Pinky was shepherding him into his office. It didn't look like Miller had a lot of cash on him, but Pinky wanted to be sure he'd get every last drop of what he did have before he sent him on his way.
Once inside, he let go of him, and shut the door.
"Take a seat, friend!" the large fox exclaimed, plopping down in his own chair. "Lost, huh?"
He flipped through a thick phone book.
"How lost?"

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Toontober Day 13: Don Bluth!
I took a bizarre image I saw in a dream last week in which I witnessed an uncomfortable chat between Chanticleer & Pinky from Rock-A-Doodle, and just flew with it. Chanticleer tried to raise a legitimate concern and Pinky's just...not concerned...
"Need directions?" Pinky could tell the smaller fox wasn't from the city, because he himself wasn't from here-- initially, at least. He knew a country accent anywhere.
"You've found yourself in Las Vegas, Nevada. Greatest city in the world, if'n I do say so myself."
An opinion which certainly had nothing to do with his employee's image being plastered on every building and street sign.
"'Lest you meant the building you're standin' in right now, in which case I oughta point you to the giant neon sign out front. Says 'Pinky's Place', can't miss it."
the 'ell did he come from?
He all but leaps into the air when the voice rings behind him, and he whirls to face the other fox, tail swishing. Br'er Fox isn't one to be cowed by somebody havin' a bigger size compared to him, so he scowls all the way.
"I saw the sign," he grumbled, folding bony elbows (he's lying, he'd ducked in here to get away from the crowed without looking) -)
"What I meant was what kinda place is this?"
For one, that looks like mini golf course next to the bar area! This city was nuts.
"You some sorta...curator?"
"Heh. Whad'ya know!" Pinky exclaimed. "A curator. Y'know what- yeah. A curator a' music an' the fine performin' arts–-"
He heaved a cigarette laugh.
"That's me, alright!"
Pinkie straightened up and folded his arms over his chest. If his grin had anything to say about it, he did mean to silently boast his bigger size over the scrawny fox.
"It's a casino, Country Boy. Yup! Folks come from all around just ta gamble an' watch my girl sing."
He leaned down, holding a hand out.
"Pinky's the name, makin' money's the game! An' you areee?"
Sorry for my silence. I'm having health problems. I might reply to things but be rlly low activity
I've decided he's not evil

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Grandsanta couldn't tell what was going on at all. He squinted and tried to look over the crowd of people.
" 'ang on, 'ang on, I can't see anything over all this riff-raff! What's going on? "
Suddenly, he and Cryptic Claus were very ceremoniously pointed at! The entire crowd seemed to stare at the two men, which made Grandsanta even more confused. He raised his cane towards the citizens and waved it around.
" Eh? What's this about? Haven't you ever seen Santa Claus before? "
Cryptic Claus excitedly gasped.
" We've been chosen, Grandsanta!! "
" Chosen...? " The old man's eyes widen. " 'ave they come back for me? How'd you find me in PERU?! You won't get me alive!! Save me lad, I won't last well in the hoosegow! "
" Ho, ho, ho! You kidder!! Come on! " Cryptic chuckled and grabbed Grandsanta into his arms. The larger man very swiftly ran up to the stage and placed the old man down in front of him.
" Ho, ho, helloooo there!! " He waved to the king. Grandsanta however, raised a brow at Magnifico.
" Steve? Is that you lad? Is that your newfangled idea of a Santa Suit? HAH! You can't go one second without looking like a pompous peacock, can you? PPFFT-HAHAHA!! "
The two old men couldn't have made it more obvious that they weren't from here if they had held up a sign that said so. Their confusion at being chosen, and the way that the taller one had to tell the shorter one what was going on, was proof enough.
Magnifico smiled to himself as they walked up to the stage, and waited patiently as the younger one placed the older one down.
What an interesting pair of individuals.
"Hello," Magnifico greeted them, dubious tone masked by the pleasant expression in which he strove to keep. The only thing giving him away was the way one eyebrow quirked slightly downward.
Maybe Grandsanta wasn't the only one here who was suspicious.
"Steve?" Magnifico echoed, chuckling a little in disbelief as the shorter man turned on him and then erupted in laughter at him. How rude! He could already feel himself starting to get worked up, temper simmering, but he had to calm himself! He couldn't afford to make a scene in front of the entire kingdom.
Yelling at a senior citizen wouldn't do any good for his image.
"It's... not a peacock costume," the king breathed, forced grin all the larger as he glanced from Grandsanta to Cryptic Claus and back. He grabbed his own (peacock-like) cape and bunched it behind him. "And I don't know who Steve is. I'm a king. King Magnifico. This is my king outfit."
Fists tightened at his sides, and then he calmed himself with a deep breath.
"Sorry. Sorry. You must be lost if you didn't know that," Magnifico said, and lowered his voice somewhat, so only they could hear. "Maybe it's too early for you two to get your wishes. You must be confused, and frightened... and tired..." He eyed Cryptic Claus, but made a sideways nod in Grandsanta's direction. "... It would explain why you don't understand fashion. I'd be thrilled if you boys would let me help you get this sorted out."
Luz how things for you and Amity?
"Things are great!" Luz said, recalling that Halloween compared to this one. During Amity's first Halloween in the human realm, the fate of their world was unknown to them, and Luz had been extremely worried-- not to mention the whole thing with Hunter and Belos in the swamp.
This year, everything was as it should be. Amity got to experience a real Human Realm Halloween without any risk of danger. And they had a blast!
"I got sooo much candy--" Luz held out her basket. "Look!"
I've got neat Philip art, and Wittober is going on around, so why not? Vendetta is a friend of mine Revenge is sweeter than wine Inspired by Green Day song "One Eyed Bastard"
How curious Aspen was, over the Human Realm… Caleb had taught them, and they’d seen quite a lot themself, but that didn’t leave them any less interested in learning more ! Philip seemed eager to learn more of the Demon Realm, after all, and a trade of information only seemed fair… not that Aspen would particularly hold Philip to that.
“ Oh, yes, we do ! ” Aspen was happy to answer. They did a happy jump in place, landing on their toes… and still somehow managing to not sink into the snow at all. “ I’m … not quite sure what makes snow so different from rain, but the snow is harmless. ” As if to make a point, they kicked at a small bump in the snow path with their pointed boot toe, sending snowflakes scattering in front of them.
A tilt of their head, though, as Philip trailed off— didn’t like it ? “ Why not ? It’s quite good fun… and it isn’t as though it doesn’t clean itself up after time ! ”
Of course Aspen wouldn't be able to imagine why they wouldn't have liked it, thought Philip with the slightest of frowns. As he'd been living in the Demon Realm, he'd realized that it was a lot more relaxed here-- not only pertaining to magic, but self-expression and fun as well. He opened his mouth to explain, and then stopped himself, staring at the snow as he did so.
He was too old to still be bothered by things that had happened in the past. Wouldn't Aspen think it was silly of him to complain? Or that he and his people were insane for their rules?
It was a risk Philip would take. He thought they were insane, too.
"... I know," he said with a shrug, exasperated. "They thought that kind of leisure was bad for the soul. That we could have been doing something else, or it might invoke..." A pause. "Things."
Open-ended. He could only guess they'd meant moral failure, though how building a snowman could lead to one becoming a bad person as the years drifted by was beyond him.
"I miss it, but in some ways, it is better here."
Regret stabbed him like a knife the moment he'd said it.
"... Not that many, though."
“ Practice landscaping … on land that isn’t theirs ? ” Aspen tilted their head. Brows furrowed slightly, pointed ears tilting down at a slight angle. They leant against their staff, wooden bird perched atop it just above their where their hands rested. “ These plants grow wildly. You’re outside the extent of the town’s walkways, after all. ”
Philip’s laugh leads to a small, weak laugh of Aspen’s own. Worried— for the human traveler. What was he doing there ?
“ Well … of course. People are curious over that which they haven’t seen before. Humans aren’t exactly … frequent visitors to this realm. ”
Philip let out a light hum at that. Practicing landscaping on land you didn't own had no consequences as long as someone else did not own it, he thought. Even if someone did... did it truly matter? They could deal with it if it was for the betterment of society, couldn't they?
He kept his thoughts to himself, eyes still trailing the witch as they moved around.
"That much was obvious," he sighed. "Nobody here seems to know how to make decent food, let alone act normally about someone like me."
And, to think... aside from his moral standing, the only difference between himself and them were their ears!

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