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its so scary to put yourself out there but a SINGLE message saying "hi i loved what you made it touched me in some way" makes it all worth it 10000%
daily reminder that if you like something someone made tell! them! tell them tell them tell them TELL THEM
I try not to add extraneous stuff to posts I reblog, but I feel like this is important enough to put in the post itself rather than the tags: you absolutely never know how important that comment might be to someone, and you never know what kind of relationship you might form with someone because you told them their stuff matters.
Legitimately, I have friends I never would've met if they hadn't commented on my stuff or I hadn't commented on theirs. For fuck's sake, I wouldn't have a spouse whomst I adore if it hadn't been for befriending people whose work I love. Seriously, it's SO worth leaving a comment/message/tweet/post. You never know what joy you might find or give.
wore a white dress and walked in the rain to the barracks so all the knights could see my skin peeking through the fabric and i said “oh my, excuse me ladies, it seems i got myself lost in the downpour… i’m all alone and no one even knows i’m here…” and they just gave me warm clothes and made me soup so i didn’t catch a cold and escorted me back to my room. i fucking hate chivalry
just watched the knight that escorted me pick up a maid and twirl her around and carry her back toward the barracks while she giggled and blushed and kicked her legs. fuck my extravagant princess life
Rosmontis Alter Fankit + Process
I don't know if other people mess around with designing kits for operators, but I really do! It's an engaging process figuring out how to come up with mechanics that suit the subclasses' identity. Alters in particular are often spicy, because they get to merge the influences of both their original form, and the general traits of the subclass.
I kind of wanted to document my thought processes along the way of figuring out a Rosmontis Alter kit, as a fortress defender! Loooong post ahead!
Which operator has the highest sexual body count? Literal is hard to quantify and Kal'tsit wins those by default.
Honestly Kal might win this one too tbh, just based on sheer timescale I can easily imagine Kal’tsit fancying herself a bit of elf
But Kal and other immortals aside, there’s a few good candidates, Hoshiguma and Saga both being definite contenders imo. But there is one pretty clear winner if we are talking number of individual people had sex with
It’s Midnight by a country mile, that was quite literally the man’s job for long enough to develop a reputation for it
Add to that the fact that he’s a vampire means he could have been established in the escort business long before the majority of RI operators have been alive

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“It's not fair.” The little ghost kicks impotently at the chalk lines around her feet. “I ain't done nothing.”
I nod, setting down my chalk and spellbook. “It does sound like there might have been a bit of a misunderstanding.”
“She took against me, that's what happened,” the dead girl says with a scowl. She looks about fourteen, round faced and spotty, with whisps of brown hair peaking out from under her mob-cap. Her face and her crossed arms have a tell-tale bluish tinge to them. A cholera death.
“I been here for don't know how long and never gave any trouble. Nobody ever complained about me 'till her.”
…well, that's not strictly true.
Number 12, Barclay Street has been attracting rumours of haunting since the mid nineteenth century.
Sounds of faint singing and crying in the corridors at night. Cold spots. Doors that open and close by themselves. Animals acting strangely. Harmless, mid to low-level stuff, typical for a bored teenage poltergeist.
Still, pointing that out isn't likely to achieve much, and certainly the most recent complaints of blood running down the walls, screams in the dark and paralysing night terrors seem distinctly out of character.
The ghost toes the chalk again, more tentatively this time. It stays resolutely unbroken.
She could get out if she wanted to. I'm not one of those assholes who brings out their full arsenal of wards and sigils for a first meeting with a level 2 spectre. The summoning circle will keep her in one place for as long as I need her to talk, but it wouldn't hold for a moment if she really fought against it.
I take it as a good sign that she's still here. Pouting or not, she's clearly willing to work with me.
“None of the others could do this,” she says. “None of 'em even saw me.” She looks up. “Are you here to exise me?”
“Exorcise,” I say instinctively, and curse myself when she flinches. “Sorry, no, no! I don't exorcise people from their homes without good reason, not if they're happy where they are.”
“I was happy. Till she started calling in all them ghost hunters.”
Mrs Delaney had been quite persistent in her attempts to 'fix' her haunted house. Most of the people she found were charlatans, of course, but I'd still arranged an appointment as fast as I could once word reached me. It wouldn't have been long before she happened upon somebody with Talent, and unfortunately not everybody in this field knows how to behave like a professional.
“I think we might be able to help each other,” I say, careful to keep my voice calm and level.
“Don't see how. Not unless you can exorcise Her.”
“Not quite what I had in mind.” I pull out my phone and scroll through my photos. “You say that you're not the cause of the most recent incidents of paranormal activity?”
A pause. The ghost gnaws on her lip. I wait, patiently, keeping my body language open and nonthreatening. “I… I knocked her coffee cup over,” she admits at last. “She was being mean and talking on her telephone, saying I done all these things when I never did! So I decided to show her what I could do if I wanted.”
“Hmm.” The ghost eyes me nervously, as if expecting me to pull out a book, bell and candle and banish her on the spot.
“I only tipped it,” she adds. “I didn't break it or nothing!”
“You shouldn't have touched it at all,” I say sternly. “But… I can appreciate that you were frustrated, so let's say no more about it.”
The ghost looks relieved.
“My point is,” I continue, “if you weren't the one making blood rain from the ceiling or tormenting people in their sleep, then what was? There's no other ghosts on the property.” I find the picture I was looking for. “You can get anywhere around the house, right? Including behind the furniture and in the backs of cupboards?”
“Yes'm.”
I hold the phone up so that she can see the picture on the screen. “I'm going to let you go free in a moment, and I need you to see if you can find anything that looks like this.”
The ghost wrinkles her forehead. “What's that when it's at home?”
“Black mould,” I say, reaching out a foot to break the binding circle. “And I'm pretty sure it's the cause of this haunting.”
Since this is getting attention, here's what she looks like. I'm naming her Molly.
We talk a lot about whether characters who are too evil or committed atrocities should be allowed to become operators and also about how Tin Man tried to do 9/11 and what this means for the future of the game as it's allowing ops to be more ruthless and actually do fucked up shit but Unrealized Realities also went at lengths about the even worse horrible massacres commited by the coalition in Kazdel 200 years ago and we're kind of forgetting that the catgirl responsible for that has been a beloved and respected member of Rhodes Island since its founding
Though really the strongest sword user in Rhodes should have been Theresa if the writers weren't cowards so obsessed with keeping her entirely focused on a passive, purely-arts fighting style while leaving the physical combat only to Theresis (something I always found annoyingly stereotyped) - which makes sense with the image of her they're trying to build most times, but she keeps it up even in occasions where that image should crumble; the story likes to build up her up as this mythical, ethereal figure, the elegant queen in her tower who attacks you from a distance without actually dirtying her hands, while also slowly making it clear that behind it all she has the capacity to be a ruthless war general covered in blood and dirt and leading armies who can kill people without esitating and is actually absolutely going to crush you if you make the mistake of standing against her without giving her any other option, which I love but would work a lot better if they allowed her to aura farm more in crucial moments like literally everyone else in the KMC did.
Even a much weaker Amiya was able to use the Black Crown to learn Ch'en's swordmanship and keep up with her while materializing a legendary sword from an ancient king, Theresa with her much vaster understanding of it & over 200 years of her own experience should reasonably be able to materialize a sword and kick ass, maybe even copy Theresis' sword skill since she knows him so well.
Basically what I'm saying is that if her assassins in Babel tried to use some method to restrict her arts (maybe large scale attacks weren't viable in a small room with Amiya in it) and she responded by cutting them in half one by one with her blade it would have helped her image a lot
You see what I mean
While I agree entirely whatsoever with everything that you're saying, I think that from a purely logistical perspective of warfare, arts are going to be more efficient and swift if you have an absolute mastery. In the same way that a sword is nice and all, but a gun can throw swords much further and faster.
To use Amiya as a reference, she did elect to use a sword against Kashchey, a single target, but a sword has a more limited functionality compared to the sort of things she can unleash.
I don't think Theresa is incapable or unwilling to use a sword, as much as she's capable of tearing people apart at range.
I think it's an aspect of her character even; she'd do, has probably done the same sort of executions that Amiya does to Skullshatterer, but detached; emotionless. My read of her being a prodigal caster wasn't that she was afraid to get her hands dirty, as much as she was so efficient at obliterating people that a sword was never necessary. If you can snap your fingers and that's all it takes for a person to go down, to what end do you bother stabbing them?
It's impersonal to her; when a fight is inevitable her victory is a foregone conclusion. She is very quick to attack Amiya in chapter 14 as soon as she perceives it necessary.
It does make me wonder why we didn't ever see this side of Theresa really explored. I've said before that I think that Theresa was more ruthless and brutal than Theresis; sending assassins after him, killing more people on screen than him. Having a single scene of her extinguishing someone would have given a lot to the perception of her character, but that makes me think it was intentionally avoided as a writing decision.
Anyway, I do have this artwork as well I think you'd appreciate:
明日方舟新春会【萨卡兹之殇】节目原画200年前,卡兹戴尔面对三国联军的包围,两位英雄站了出来
tbh i don't think we as a community have talked enough about how funny it is that they blatantly decided to retcon hoshiguma's age. base guma being listed as having 7 years of combat experience and guma alter saying "okay i've decided to put in my Actual Experience this time, it's 24 years" is absolutely hilarious. there was literally no watsonian reason for you to lie, guma, you literally only had that on your file because y1 HG was terrified of implying anyone was older than 30. and now we live in a golden age where we can have a woman whose combat experience is listed as 70 years and blaze and guma get "oh actually they're 40 years old" thrown in. thank you for not killing every woman the moment they hit 30 HG

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The Gaslighting Magician: This is your card
guy who gets a pepsi from the break room vending machine every day after his work shift & amiably says “gotta have a pepsi!” while grinning & passing it back & forth between his hands but one day the pepsi is sold out & he leaves the building robotically with a completely flat expression & isn’t seen at work again
Just another bunny day...

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According to Andy Weir's Eridian biology document, Eridians are better multitaskers than humans will ever be, but the trade off is they're physically incapable of locking in. SO funny to me. Yes this species can build a diorama while simultaneously blitzing through mathematics equations and also partaking in intense gossiping, but they cannot do any of those things for longer than, like, half an hour without going crazy. Species of supercomputers cursed with the TikTok attention span.
Rocky mocks Grace when he says that Rocky is distracting him by starting complex conversations while he's Trying To Do Science. "Human brain have to stop activity just because talking question? Useless! One track mind!"
Then Grace is on hour six of his "trying to recreate skittles" hyperfocus and Rocky is like What The Fuck. Statement.
Yeah human brains can only do a single very consuming task at a time but it can do it for a very long time. The one track in our one track minds spans multiple countries. Persistence predators, babey.
I had a dream where I was some pokemon trainer, and got in a fight with someone else and they deployed Hatsune Miku. None of my pokemon would attack her, so I just watched all six get defeated by Hatsune Miku.