Updated pinned post for my characters!
Full text and profile links under the cut;
Peter Solarz


oozey mess
Game of Thrones Daily
todays bird
Cosimo Galluzzi
dirt enthusiast

if i look back, i am lost


blake kathryn

Claire Keane
h

JVL

Discoholic 🪩
KIROKAZE
2025 on Tumblr: Trends That Defined the Year
taylor price
$LAYYYTER

seen from Malaysia
seen from United Kingdom

seen from Malaysia
seen from United States

seen from France

seen from United States
seen from United Arab Emirates

seen from Germany

seen from Malaysia

seen from United Kingdom
seen from United States
seen from Germany
seen from United Kingdom
seen from Singapore

seen from United Kingdom
seen from United States

seen from Germany
seen from United Kingdom

seen from Germany

seen from Singapore
@londonfalling
Updated pinned post for my characters!
Full text and profile links under the cut;

Anya is live and ready to show you everything. Watch her strip, dance, and perform exclusive shows just for you. Interact in real-time and make your fantasies come true.
Free to watch • No registration required • HD streaming
I love random Sunless Sea lore, like the evil sequencer bell that lives just outside of London that yanks out your soul when you ring it.
I laughed to hard at this fucking thing.
More characters ending disabled and happy NOW
i think the actual in-universe scioundrel breakup is like. SUPER ugly and public. like they get into a shouting match in front of a huge crowd and everyone is staring and they're the favorite subject of gossips for weeks after the fact. it's nastyyyy
it probably starts really small and simple. like they're both turning in the medals they got in exchange for fending off the fleet of eye stealing spiders on london's doorstep (y'know, as any couple does) and the scoundrel is standing right next to caeru but he's pointedly looking away from her and leaning away when she draws near and huffing when she tries to talk. and she's just like ?? what's wrong??? and the scoundrel pointedly rolls his eyes and says don't act like you actually care. and caeru says i do, that's why-- but the scoundrel cuts her off and snaps at her like Oh?? Do You?? Do You Really??? is that why you weren't at our honeymoon??? because of just how much you care????? and caeru bristles and snaps back like i would expect someone of your stature (she says this with the utmost mockery) to know how to differentiate between a publicity stunt and actual commitment. and the scoundrel LAUGHS at the tippy top of their batty little lungs. and at this point everyone around them has stopped in their tracks to watch these two rip into each other in real time. and they do. they really really do. it's MESSY and ANGRY and EVERYONE SEES IT
caeru ends up going on a (loud) rant about how the scoundrel has been insisting on prolonging this pointless charade wherein they pretend to actually be a couple and he pretends to actually love her and if he's finally bored of her he should just SAY THAT instead of beating around the bush. and the scoundrel goes on a (louder) rant about how caeru has abandoned him every time he's needed her and he's given her everything he has but she's never given the slightest back and clearly she's never loved him so she should just SAY IT and stop leading him on. and they both shout this in the middle of wolfstack where everyone and their mother can hear and watch them.
fortunately for those people this shitshow never comes to blows. but boy do they get in each other's faces and do the closest possible verbal equivalent.
in the end caeru storms off first. the argument turns to how she's "galavanting off" with a master while her actual spouse had his soul stolen right behind her back and she yells that she's not galavanting and he doesn't own her because they aren't married and the scoundrel snarls that they literally legally are. and caeru snarls back about how it's been ages since the scoundrel has seriously cared about legality, much less her, and this is exactly what she's talking about, he's just putting on a performance to toy with her so he can use her to- she doesn't even know! she doesn't know what the point is! she doesn't know why he's so persistent! and the scoundrel hisses like well maybe she's RIGHT. maybe he SHOULDN'T BE. because CLEARLY she's never actually valued him and there's no point in wasting any more time on her because she CLEARLY enjoys nothing more than leaving him at every possible opportunity. and caeru hisses back like well if that's what you think then maybe i will. and the scoundrel shouts fine! leave! see if we care!! see if we've ever cared!!! and caeru leans close enough to brush her lips against his own and growls that he never did. and then she leaves. and the scoundrel is left standing alone in a crowd.
and he can only feel bitter.
horrendous new oc prompt game: your flpc is in the background for all of this. how do they react and do they publish gossip about it for profit

Anya is live and ready to show you everything. Watch her strip, dance, and perform exclusive shows just for you. Interact in real-time and make your fantasies come true.
Free to watch • No registration required • HD streaming
writing advice for characters with a missing eye: dear God does losing an eyes function fuck up your neck. Ever since mine crapped out I've been slowly and unconsciously shifting towards holding my head at an angle to put the good eye closer to the center. and human necks. are not meant to accommodate that sorta thing.
other things I'm bitching about but which could still be useful as writing advice for 1 eyed characters:
2. they're going to favor their sighted side, obviously, but it doesn't always manifest in the way you think. when I walk down a hall I walk much closer to the wall on my sighted side than on my blind side. which is the opposite of how it might seem logical to do that bc it means the world at large is on your bad side, but the reason is I can't fucking See the wall if it's right next to me in the blind side and I end up knocking into it.
3. door frames and poles are my enemy. If your character is smart this will not be a problem but for me it is. I am King of walking into shit I could absolutely see but couldn't tell how far away from me it was. on this note, their blind side hand is getting bashed into every jutting out thing in a 5 mile radius.
4. having 0 depth perception is less of a big deal than you'd think it is. Especially with driving. I've become a Much safer and more wary driver because I can't tell how far the other cars are from me. however I fucking suck at parking now. because I can't tell how far the lines are from me either.
5. you know how people who lose limbs get phantom pains? that happens with eyes too but like. phantom sights. for me it's like. a lot of bugs. like every so often my brain will just put something suddenly skittering beside me there. hate that.
6. it is completely possible to "get stuck" somewhere because your ability to tell how wide a space is is just Gone. shopping isles especially where bumping something or Someone is matter of embarrassment or potentially breaking something. it can be legitimately paralyzing and also irritate everyone around you because they can tell there is Plenty of space for you to get your cart through even if you can't.
7. if the eye is still in their skull it can still be the normal kind of painful. Glares off of shiny surfaces causing weird sharp pains you can't figure out the cause of are genuinely one of gods greatest tests of my patience.
Decided that I wanted to change up my icon, so I made an aro-allo edit of a previous piece! I'm also a little sad that the edit's a tad unclear in the icon, so am making a post for this so that the detail's clearer :D
(scrolling my dash) trite. trite. trite. contrived. foppish. shameful. oh, a disgusting embellishment from one of my decrepit mutuals. to be cordial i will re-blogge it. JEFFREY! (a butler-type creature who is as tall as my knee and incredibly ghoulish skitters into the room from a crack in the wall) be a dear and block this fool for me would you? (jeffrey pulls out a rusted dagger from behind its back and licks it) thank you. begone. (jeffrey scuttles out of the door and into the road where it is immediately struck by a semi truck at 80 mph)
I love how quickly the GHR goes to shit if Furnace and Griz are permanently removed from the company
@that-giorgione they're the cornerstone of every administrative institution
Hey y'all, uh, know how your captain lost his eye, right...?
Fallen London has a few recurring events, one of which involves a bomb run that accidentally awakens an angry zee creature... but THIS time had a SURPRISE TWIST of instead awakening A FLEET OF SHIPS OVERTAKEN BY EYE-STEALING SPIDERS that have amalgamated to pilot them and menace London's waters.
Samuel is doing so normal and fine thanks for asking

Anya is live and ready to show you everything. Watch her strip, dance, and perform exclusive shows just for you. Interact in real-time and make your fantasies come true.
Free to watch • No registration required • HD streaming
Thinking about what it means that the dawnburnt can see laws... Can you see how many times someone's violated one of them? How many times someone's died and come back, joined an unholy union, modified themselves...
thinking of fallen london and light and queerness and its. agh.
like, light is law. both in game with the correspondence and in that seeing, labelling is an exercise of power— limiting the person percieved, taking some level of control away from them.
And to be seen, then, is to be controlled, to have the labels and rules and expectations of others imposed on you (on the surface, being labelled a man or a woman and all that entails, and in a more cosmic sense, having a place on the great chain) and to be limited to that, with deviation strictly punished (e.g. being literally vaporised by thesunthesunthesun or the social censure and legal punishments of surface victorian england)
idk i just love that. the idea of darkness as freedom from light and labels, freedom to just be. how the rules of what's acceptable have shifted so much after the fall. the whole concept of yearning, burning— the dream of acceptance by a higher power that would destroy you simply for existing wrong
Shot silk (also called changeant, changeable silk, changeable taffeta, cross-color, changeable fabric, or dhoop chaon (lit. "sunshine (and) shade")) is a fabric which is made up of silk woven from warp and weft yarns of two or more colours producing an iridescent appearance.
look at this irl strange-shore parabola suit y'all
Neathy Fashion Coalition - Volume 6
A hook fastened and a ribbon tied, and yet so soon after such delicate details will be hidden away through layers galore. Fashion is often remembered for its grand silhouettes, its glittering jewels, its dramatic entrances- Yet every ensemble begins somewhere quieter. And the dressing room door opens, if only for a moment.
And there we have! Thank you all for joining me for Under Lock and Lace. As always, it has been a delight to see the creativity, craftsmanship, and character that everyone brought to this prompt. Seeing so many different takes on the topic was a delight, and I must express my extra delight in that of ruffles and lace~
Within this compilation you will find every submission for the sixth volume of the Neathy Fashion Coalition, complete with links to the artists' original posts and urls. If anything appears incorrect or missing, please feel free to contact me and I will do my best to amend it promptly.
For now, draw the curtains and set aside the laces. Who knows when the next fashion season will bare its teeth, hm?
Participant urls under the cut!
Hartford Courant, Connecticut, March 9, 1906

Anya is live and ready to show you everything. Watch her strip, dance, and perform exclusive shows just for you. Interact in real-time and make your fantasies come true.
Free to watch • No registration required • HD streaming
[Portrait of an Elderly Woman]. 1850s–60s. Credit line: David Hunter McAlpin Fund, 1948 https://www.metmuseum.org/art/collection/search/269266
All Glory to the Dawn Machine
Now Portable! (Element of Dawn not included.)
I finally finished up this bag! It took a bit longer than I anticipated, because I got really into working on that front panel, but I learned a lot and I'm very happy with how it came out.
Got a couple of fun shots with the bag here.
And a little handful of Correspondence that I clipped to the zipper - gotta keep the Dawn Machine regulated if it's going to be portable, after all.
And then, here's a bonus shot that I got while playing with the camera settings (cw for eyestrain):