phone is my best friend she would never betray me. what do you mean my brain is being fried by the constant dopamine hits. she just wants me to be happy
i just wanted to thank you for making Nested. when i was a little kid i would play The Sims but my favorite aspect was always the fact that there was a big world beyond your Sim, and i always felt sad when the game made me feel too confined to my Sim and their world specifically, and i always had this fantasy of a game like the Sims that would allow me to see an entire world or multiverse full of people. and Nested fills that old hole in my little 5 year old heart, that shit is the coolest thing i have ever seen and is incredibly impressive. ok bye sorry for rambling
I didn’t know predstrogen or her blog but that doesn’t matter to me and it shouldn’t matter to you. if they came for her they will come for you. if you’re not trans they will come for you when they’re done with them.
hate doesn’t start and end with one target, it morphs and amalgamates until no one is safe, and it lashes out a lot.
Also worth noting it had started with black bloggers alongside transgender bloggers. And even Palestinian bloggers in the face of the current genocide.
The real number of people who’ve been scorched Earth I can’t even begin to comprehend as we usually only hear about it when its popular bloggers like Trans Mom or Predstrogen. The fact that even they were treated with such absolute cruelty means there had to have been so many more that went without any public outcry or knowing.
HI IM JAMMERJENNY THE BLOG ABOVE AND YOU WOULD NOT BELIEVE WHAT TUMBLR STAFF JUST DID TO ME
the “golden cookies spawn off-screen” bug in mobile cookie clicker is infuriating to debug because i keep adding these checks and failsafes and extra spawn margins but people are still sending me bug reports about it. but i can never seem to reproduce the bug on my end! this is what it looks like with 4 golden cookies spawning every frame
yes trans people can be hot and sexy and cute but most importantly they’re normal. yes fat people can be hot and sexy and cute but most importantly they’re normal.
got told at lunch “you feel like Tumblr Incarnate” and i had to tell them i’ve been here for 13 years and counting. i was here three years before dashcon happened. i saw the mishapocalypse. i survived the gigapause. i’ve been here longer than the shoelaces post. i’ve been here since it was hipsters versus fandom and i played both sides extensively by overdoing the sepia filters on everything and making my own flashing galaxy gif edits for my fandom posts. i’m every tumblr. it’s all in me
Oh ancient one what wisdom do you hold?
99% of callout posts are bullshit and just petty personal drama someone is escalating to get even on a grudge. do not engage with these, do not freelance as a cop
DNIs do not work. accept this. internalize that people you don’t like will see your posts and engage with them. this is unavoidable and the sooner you make peace with it the freer your mind will be. block the freaks and don’t sweat the small stuff
building a tight knit circle of fellow weirdos who vibe with your particular quirks and taste is infinitely more rewarding and sustainable than chasing the biggest numbers
don’t respond to bad-faith arguments or bad takes; just block people, blacklist tags, filter post content, and move on. don’t feed the trolls (or the bigots)
don’t hate-follow
don’t tag your hate (ex. if you’re posting about how much you hate a ship, don’t tag it as that ship, etc.)
don’t feel obligated to keep following someone who posts stuff that upsets/depresses/angers/bores you just because you know them really well, or because you’re mutuals, or because you used to like what they post. following is nothing personal and neither is unfollowing
op doesn’t know you; avoid parasocial relationships
don’t pick fights or reblog posts just to disagree/argue
The hilarious thing about the link between societal taboos and the erotic is that they don’t even have to be sexual taboos. Like, there are people who are bent for having sex in restricted areas. They see a “Do Not Enter” sign and the monkey brain immediately goes “oh, we have got to fuck in whatever room is behind that door”.
The thing about fantasy worldbuilding is that verisimilitude and the rule of cool are not enemies. Someone who looks at a pod of flying whales and asks “what do they eat?” is not being a spoilsport – they’re engaging with the premise. There are any number of much more serious objections to aerial megafauna than lack of any obvious role in a trophic web that could have been raised if they just wanted to shoot the idea down; a person who wants to know what the flying whales eat is all but explicitly yes-anding the idea. Sure, you might not have an answer at your fingertips, but acting like it’s unimaginative for them to have asked is a really fucking weird way to react.
I was trying to see it in the arrangement of stars and galaxies, but it’s just. A fucking. It’s a fucking. Question mark. Floating in space. Not a constellation, just a floating goddamn question mark. I want to scream.
This is exactly the kind of shit Star Trek used to warn us about…
Anyone remember this:
This is exactly
the kind of shit Star Trek used
to warn us about…
Beep boop! I look for accidental haiku posts. Sometimes I mess up.
i love finding poetry in the mundane, and yesterday i stumbled upon something that just hits that spot
So, my partner has an old phone- It served them for many years now, but it has one issue: Charging it is hard. Their current charger is hanging on by a thread (literally), and can barely do its job. The phone and the charger came together: They’ve never used another charger for said phone.
Now, they’ve tried to replace the charging cord several times. But it doesn’t matter how much they’ve searched what damned specific charger the phone uses, none of them work. They finally decided to bring it to a phone shop and ask what should they use.
The guy at the shop looked at the phone for a bit, and explained: “The port itself is broken. The charger you have works with this phone because they’ve mutually broken each other into the same shape, in a way that no other charger is shaped. The port itself has corroded in a way that only accepts the charger that shaped it like that in the first place.”
And while this is of course a frustrating situation for my partner, I feel like there’s a metaphor here. I could write a goddamn story about this. These two half-broken old things have been together for so long they’ve destroyed each other in a way that keeps them from working with anything else. They’ve hurt each other in a way that barely keeps them functioning together, and have been rendered useless with literally anything else.
i know i just reblogged this a few hours ago but i keep thinking about this man and his powerful emanations. i think this might actually be the physical manifestation of the soul of new york city. if he dies the city itself becomes pillars of dust
steam should let you click a “gift-wrap present” button when you gift a game so the recipient has to physically click and pull the wrapping paper away and you can pick between multiple papers and you have the option to triple-wrap it and make it extra annoying
i love that i’m seeing people pretend that “trans women getting disproportionately punished for being angry at being mistreated” only happens online and trans women “in real life” never have this problem. for the love of god start paying attention. this is a systemic problem, the way trans women are treated online is a part of systems of transmisogyny that extend into all facets of social life. its astoundingly ignorant to insist this isn’t a “real problem”
If you exclusively focus on the hammercar explosion meme, you are missing the point, and you are making it easier for others to engage with this only from afar, where its funny and silly and comfortable
If you exclusively focus on the harassment devoid of its blatant transmisogyny, you are actively erasing our oppression from this conversation and how it disproportionately affects transwomen
Stop sharing memes and jokes about this as if they were separate from transmisogyny, as if this was just about a CEO taking looney tunes violence as a serious threat. It’s about him, staff and other users in here seeing a trans girl as a threat
I’ve already seen people move on, forget about this, and return to normalcy. It’s a mistake we’ve made before. Black people have talked about mass reporting and wrongful terminations being weaponized against them at great lengths and have done so for a really long time. They were targeted, harassed and wrongfully banned. They warned us. We didn’t listen and we didn’t do enough.
We have to continue to be as vocal as we can about this continued campaign of harassment and unfair treatment towards transwomen. It needs to stop. We need concrete changes in the reporting and moderating systems, as well as holding tumblr’s staff accountable for its actions, their silence and their lies
Please, take action now. For the sake of transwomen, for those who were unjustly terminated before us, and for those who could be harassed next
Choose care, kindness and love for your trans sisters. If you want to show your support, show it now. Don’t turn us into a joke
Take this seriously. Don’t let tumblr die. The livelihood and well being of a lot of transwomen depends on staying on this site. Be it because they are able to receive money from donations, commissions or sex work, and/or by having a safety net in the form of our communities and close friends in here
We have made and met friends, lovers and partners in this site. Don’t let them take that away from us too. Some of us have a long history here, some have accounts that are more than a decade old. Some people have had those blogs terminated and completely wiped
Show support, reblog our posts, amplify our voices, keep talking and posting about this, demand change, and don’t fall into indifference and despair. Don’t be comfortable with our erasure. Have conviction and continue to take action
Your activism shouldn’t start and end at drawing your blorbos with a watermelon
Drawing your blorbos with a watermelon isn’t bad and it does spread awareness but. If drawing your blorbos with a watermelon is all you do when you could actually fucking do more then you’re not doing much. Call your fucking representatives. Go to a protest. Don’t give up on Palestine. Do not stop talking about Palestine. This is a genocide not a fucking trend
Hey can y'all reblog this version of the post instead. Here are links
im so normal abt sibling relationships in media i swear
[ID: A cartoony person lying flat on the ground in a puddle of tears, surrounded by a cycle that says “i think about doomed siblings” for all of its steps. End ID]
It’s really fucked up when you treat characters like people and people like characters.
No seriously it’s REALLY fucked up when you treat characters as if they were real live people while you treat people like they’re just characters.
I’m gonna go ahead and repeat: it is super, duper, extra scooper fucked up when you treat a character as if it were a living person while treating other human beings who are interacting with you like they are merely characters who can be written out of your personal story if you just find a remark mean enough.
having worked in the seasonal wildlife field I can tell u the most realistic thing about BG3 is when you put a group of absolute strangers together in the woods for six months you can indeed wander from tent to tent at night and be told absolutely the most unhinged facts about their lives and tragic backstories they wouldn’t even share with their closest friends and family back home and then everyone just goes to bed
Astarion’s vampire reveal and anything Shadowheart has to say about Shar frankly pales in comparison to whatever some guy named Cody from Snohomish will tell you about his first Americorps posting
high school teacher voice hello neurodivergent openly queer kid everyone sees as weird. you need to select a partner for this group pr- what do you mean everyone partnered up already? what do you mean youre the only one left without a partner? well i guess i have no choice but to force you to walk up to a random set of friends and join their group while they ignore you for the entire class again
a pattern you notice every single time the USA tries to regulate the internet is that the lawmakers are categorically incapable of conceptualising the internet as something other than a local resource, like water for a city or a train network
it’s like living on a shared boat and having to argue with someone who lives on the bottom floor about why they can’t exercise their god given right to drill a fucking hole in the floor
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