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[hemirianna]

📖 Sylva’s Journal — Moonwhisper Legacy

A Scandal in Fur Date: Two Days Before the Full Moon

I woke up this morning to the sound of Ivy yelling, “Wisp! You better not be in labor on my good rug!” which is not something anyone expects to hear before coffee. I bolted out of bed and nearly tripped over Maple, who was standing in the hallway with the most judgmental look on her face. Honestly, I thought maybe Wisp had eaten something weird.

Turns out... no. She hadn’t eaten anything weird. She was having kittens.

I repeat: MY CAT HAD KITTENS. No warning. No signs. No little meows that sounded like, “Hey girl, I’m expecting.” Nothing. Just surprise, here’s life!

The kicker? They're not Thistle’s. Nope. Our dreamy-eyed black cat with the mismatched eyes had nothing to do with this. The father is none other than Mayor Whiskers.

Yes. That Mayor Whiskers. Bringer of order. Wearer of top hats. Unapologetic charmer of the entire neighborhood. Apparently, he’s been running more than just city hall…

And now we have two perfect, tiny tuxedo kittens, both girls. Wisp, for all her free-spirited energy, is a very attentive mama. She curls around them like a silver stormcloud, purring low and steady. Watching her is like witnessing a spell in motion.

I’ve named them Luna and Sol — moon and sun. It just felt right. Luna is quiet, curious, and watches everything with wide eyes like she’s reading the world. Sol is louder, bolder, and already tried to climb my slipper. I adore them.

I don’t know what kind of magic brought these kittens into our lives, but I’ve stopped questioning things like that. The land has a funny way of giving you exactly what you didn’t know you needed.

Welcome to the chaos, Luna and Sol. May your little paws always find soft earth, warm sunbeams, and just enough mischief.

“That’s what happens when you let a lady cat go courting after curfew.” — Ivy, completely unfazed and sipping her tea like she didn’t just become a great-grandmeowther

— Sylva 🌙

[abbieshifts]

Good Day to my Rabbitlings 🎀🐰

My name is Starlight (code name), I’m a deitykin, angelkin, darkdeitykin and faerykin. I’m a religious deity of my own pantheon from a distant part of this version of earth (kind of a mouthful lol). This blog will be about my journey as a respawner and returning back home as well as art of my story that i’m creating. Hope you have a good day/night, Peace be Lings (Lings is short for Rabbitlings)

🎀🎧

[moonshadowmystique]

Starting My Tumblr: Figuring Out What to Post

Hey Tumblr friends! 👋 I’m super excited to say this is my very first post! After finally creating my Tumblr, I’m still figuring out what kind of content I want to share. There are so many cool options, and honestly, I’m a bit torn. Should this space be for personal thoughts, creative work, or just a mix of everything I love? 🤔

What Should I Post? Exploring Ideas

There’s a ton of inspiration around Tumblr, which makes it exciting but also tricky to decide on a direction. Here are some of the options I’m considering:

1. Personal Blog

I could use this space like a journal, sharing daily life experiences, thoughts, or even mini life updates. It would be a more casual, authentic vibe, letting me connect with others who might relate to what I’m going through. Plus, it could be a great way to document life and look back on my personal growth.

2. Creative Writing and Poetry

I’ve always had a passion for words. Whether it’s short stories or poetry, Tumblr seems like the perfect space to share that creative side. I could post snippets of my writing or even work on a longer project in chapters. There are so many amazing writers on Tumblr that I’ve come across, and it would be fun to join in on that creative community.

3. Book Reviews and Recommendations

As an avid reader, I’m always discovering new books and authors, so why not use Tumblr to share my thoughts on what I’m reading? Whether it’s detailed reviews, quick recommendations, or even bookish discussions, it could be a great way to connect with fellow readers. Plus, I could keep track of my reading journey and maybe even inspire others to pick up a new book.

4. Reblogging and Curation

Let’s be real: Tumblr is a goldmine for cool content. I could simply focus on reblogging things I love, like funny memes, aesthetic photos, inspiring quotes, or interesting posts from others. Curation is its own form of expression, and it might be a fun way to explore and share my favourite rite things without overthinking it.

Finding My Style

One thing I’m quickly learning about Tumblr is that it doesn’t have to be just one thing. I can combine different types of content — writing, reblogging, books, and more. My Tumblr can be a mix of everything I enjoy, which feels true to who I am. Right now, I’m open to experimenting and seeing what resonates with me (and with all of you!).

What’s Next?

For now, I’m going to try out different types of posts and see what feels right. Maybe this space will evolve over time, or maybe I’ll find a clear direction soon. Either way, I’m excited to start this journey, and I’m grateful to have you along for the ride!

[tekkytekko]

i am so sleepy !!!

[cosmicawg]

A First for Everything

So, I graduated like… wait, let me count on my fingers… three months ago? And honestly, I feel so unbelievably free, it's kinda terrifying. I’ve had way too much time to just sit, stare at my story folders, and, well… exist. But guess what? I’m kinda back. Out of nowhere, I got this crazy burst of motivation to actually do something. Shocking, right?

For the past few weeks, I’ve been writing, sending out job apps, and even learning how to drive (which, by the way, is way less stressful than deciding if my main character should die in the end). But now? Now I’m taking things seriously. I’m pushing my writing further, focusing on myself, and ignoring anyone who tries to tell me otherwise.

"I could do this all day."

courtesy of cosmicawg

[chronicallychlo]

Day one...

Trying to navigate the working world, while navigating your own brain, while also trying to lead the way for your child, is probably one of the most stress inducing challenges I have ever encountered. Yes, there is the satisfaction of getting through yet another day, but there is also the constant thought of "does this get easier?". Of course, I'm sure it will at some point, but right now, in this moment, I'm not sure when that point will come.

[confessionsofalighter]

Famine pt.1

I walked through the desolate streets, the streetlights seemed to wash everything with this horrible, sickly grey pallor. It reminded me of the hollow face of a starving child.

The cobbles underneath my bare feet were cold and unforgiving, and the sides of the streets were piled high with black trash bags and broken glass. I headed to the supermarket to stock up on food and drinks.

The streets were nearly completely empty, the only other person I could see was an old Japanese man wearing headphones and a long black coat. There weren’t even any signs of animal life. I rarely came in contact with people, it seemed as if everywhere I went people would unconsciously give me a wide berth, although I could observe them from my apartment window just fine. A bustling street would soon become sad and cold, vacant of any life shortly after I stepped out there. Even the cicadas would pause their eternal cycle of infernal screeching.

I did not want to cause anybody any inconvenience so I tended to stay in my apartment most days, and if I did need to venture out to buy food I would only go out during late afternoon or night.

I heard a siren go off in the distance, and I wondered what had happened. A myriad of situations flicked through my head, each one more horrible and traumatic than the last.

I was pulled out of my reverie by the glaring lights of the supermarket. It was a familiar sight and a comfort for me, I could feel the seemingly bottomless pit of my stomach yawning open, begging for nourishment. I felt as if I was slowly being twisted, being turned inside out and falling into the black hole that was my endless hunger. Although, it was not only food I was hungry for. I longed for human contact and love as well.

I do not think that is part of my curse, but rather a natural side effect of my hermit-like tendencies and society's rather extreme aversion to me.

The supermarket doors opened with a ding. I entered and scanned the shelves for my go-to snacks. The pale glow of the lights hurt my eyes.

I went to the self checkout and started scanning the barcodes on my food.

Beep.

Beep.

Beep.

Suddenly the scanner lit up red and the screen read ‘Error scanning item, please look to staff member for help’.

I glanced around the supermarket, it seemed to be deserted. I sighed and walked over to the other checkout isles to look for someone.

The only person I could see was a young woman, about my age, scrolling on her phone behind the checkout bay. She wore the uniform of a staff member so I walked over and called out for help. She looked up, and met my eyes. 

For a confusing second I saw her eyes glow bright yellow, like an owl. But when I blinked again they were just an ordinary chestnut brown.

I was so stunned my words left me for a moment, she kept looking at me expectantly.Something’s different, I thought, but I can’t tell what.

[astridsotocreativewriting]

Embracing the Blank Page: A New Writer's Journey

Welcome to all of you who like me are on this beautiful journey of the world of words. I am thrilled to embark on this literary voyage with you as I introduce myself as a new writer diving headfirst into the boundless sea of storytelling.

My name is Astrid, and I have always been captivated by the power of all those words that can transport us to distant realms, evoke emotions we never knew we had, and connect us across time and space. For years, I've been a silent observer of the magic woven by authors, poets, and playwrights, but now, it's my turn to step onto the stage and add my voice to the chorus of storytellers.

Like many of you, I've harbored dreams of penning my own tales since I was old enough to hold a pencil. Yet, life's twists and turns often led me down different paths, and the dream of becoming a writer remained tucked away in the recesses of my mind. But recently, something shifted within me—a stirring, a yearning, an insatiable hunger to give life to the stories that have always been whispering in the shadows of my imagination.

So here I am, embracing the blank page with equal parts trepidation and excitement, ready to embark on this exhilarating journey of self-discovery and creative exploration. I may be a newcomer to the world of writing, but I bring with me a heart brimming with passion, a mind teeming with ideas, and a soul eager to pour itself onto the canvas of the written word.

In this humble corner of the internet, I invite you to join me as I navigate the twists and turns of the writer's path. Together, we'll celebrate the triumphs and navigate the trials, sharing in the joy of creation and the camaraderie of fellow wordsmiths.

Here, you'll find musings on my writing process, reflections on the craft of storytelling, and glimpses into the worlds I'm weaving within the pages of my works-in-progress. It's a journey of vulnerability and courage, of doubt and determination, but above all, it's a journey fueled by the boundless power of imagination and the unyielding belief in the magic of storytelling.

So, dear reader, thank you for joining me on this adventure. Whether you're a seasoned writer, an aspiring author, or simply a lover of stories, I'm honored to have you by my side as I take my first steps into the enchanted forest of writing. Together, let's embark on this grand odyssey, pen in hand, heart aflame, and spirits soaring on the wings of imagination.

Until next time, may your ink flow freely and your imagination knows no bounds.

With gratitude and excitement,

Astrid

Blaze

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[stylishnunu]

    Welcome to my blog ,I'm Nuella and I'm a lover of all things fashion. 

I started this blog as a way to share my passion for style and to connect with others who share my love for fashion. I hope y'all join me on this journey as we explore the wonderful world of fashion 

      This whole passion for fashion (It rhymes 🤭😂) started as a kid when I see my mum dressed up in really beautiful and planned outfits 

It intrigued me a lotttt. As I got older my passion evolved and I started to develop my own personal style,  I love how fashion allows me to tell my story and how it connects me to other people who share my love for style. 

      In this blogggggg I'll be updating y'all on the latest trends , style tips, outfits of the day(ootd)

Outfit ideas too . Would also loveeeee to help with beauty and skincare besties🤗🤭

Right now they are a few fashion trends I'm utterly obsessed with,  I'm pretty sure you'll love to hear about them

Drum roll pleasee🥁🥁

Low rise jeans 😫🤭🤭

They so fynnnnn



Second up in my list 

Baby tees 🤭🤭

These were worn in the 90s and 00s 

Buh just recently made a comeback 



and lastly crocs 🤭☻

Pretty sure y'all have a pair or two at home 



That's all for now lovelies ☺

Y'all would make me the happiest person if you do well to follow my blog and like my post😫

Byeeee

[thebeautifuldreamer]

This is so cute! 🥰

Makes me wish this was actually mentioned in the books! ❤️❤️

Teeny tiny🤲

[hemirianna]

📔 Journal Entry: “Three Cats Came to Stay”

Date: Waning Crescent Moon, Early Spring

Ivy says we didn’t choose them—they chose us. I think she just didn’t want to admit she’s becoming a full-blown cat lady.

It started with Thistle.

He just appeared one morning, sitting on the porch rail like he'd been watching us sleep. Black as midnight, one eye gold, the other green. He didn’t meow—just stared at Ivy like he knew her.

She stared right back. And then opened the door without a word.

Now he sleeps in her cauldron (when it’s cold), guards the basement stairs, and hisses at the wind like he’s got beef with it. Ivy calls him her “watcher.” I think he might actually be older than she is.

The second one was Wisp.

A silver tabby who… well, comes and goes. One minute she’s on the windowsill. The next? Gone. No sound. No pawsteps. Just vanished like a breeze with whiskers. Ivy swears she’s real, but I’m not entirely sure I didn’t dream her up during a lavender tea-induced nap.

Wisp purrs like a little ghost and bats at the pendant around my neck when she thinks I’m not looking.

And then there’s Maple.

Big, fluffy, ginger—and ridiculously affectionate. She flopped into my lap the moment she came inside and has basically never left it. Sleeps by my feet. Follows me when I go into the garden. Growls (adorably) at Vlad if he so much as passes by the cottage.

Ivy says Maple reminds her of someone. She won’t say who. But I think it’s my mom.

So now it’s official: We live in a two-witch, three-cat, one-llama, six-chicken cottage of utter chaos and absolute magic. I wouldn’t trade it for anything.

Except maybe some lint rollers.

—Sylva 🕯️🐾

[soccscorner]

Honestly Idk what I’m doing but I thought it would be fun to make a blog so here it is, I’m pretty new to blogging and posting online at all so lmk if you have any tips!! I’ll also probably start posting on here, but the majority will go on the blogsite I just made since I spent like three hours on it

[chronic-ehl]

(Photo taken last December 2024, Guam.)

"Don't overthink - you won't go anywhere."

Before starting this blog, I was hesitant. It has been years since I began blogging, and I didn’t even know where to begin again. But truly, that saying speaks volumes. I grew up being a people-pleaser. I always overthought things, constantly trying to be the best person I could be, to the point where I neglected myself and the things I love. I often became afraid of doing and trying new things because I feared judgment. But who cares, right? Life is too short to complicate things and live in fear.

So here I am.

To many more posts ahead!

[tekkytekko]

heya ! i havent posted in over a decade, literally tho, its been since december but i just wanted to letchya know that im alive and well ! anyway my old laptop isnt functioning or working anymore but barely, so i might get a new one.. a PC. but idrk when.

ive also discovered spacehey website, i mean i love tumblr so much its been playing part in my whole childhood but spacehey has got different retro kinda vibe to it.

AAAAAND ive aLso.. rediscovered my old sonic favourite character named amy ! god i didnt know that i would miss dA sth artists so much. but i can find a lot more on here though. and on pinterest too frfr 🎀