I didn't believe it at first but after watching the show, Dead Boy Detectives was so obviously crafted to be catnip for the Tumblr girlies(gn), cause like. Homoerotic ghost detectives. Sassy psychics. Weird girls. Witches. A literal cat king. Sad twink that's actually a crow. Hot goth lesbian butchers. Slowburn ft. immortal beings. Gay confessions in hell. This show was crafted in a lab for us, and I LOVE IT. Go watch it if you haven't already.
“Stop bullying the poor girl! This isn’t her fault!”
Like, she is literally bragging that she is a propaganda act and will be in Rafah days from now soon doing genocide concerts.
as the eurovision final takes place this year, please take this time to instead please reblog, and donate (if you can) instead of watching:
- fundraiser for selma cheurfi
- help evacuate nisreen shaheen's family from gaza
- bring najlaa's family to safety in canada
- help evacuate dr ahmad's family from gaza
- donate an e-sim to gaza here (several options available) (holafly tutorial)
- donate to provide feminine hygiene kits for women in gaza
- urgent evacuation for rafah's family from gaza
- donate to careforgaza here (twitter) (paypal)
- rescue lulu and baby adam from the siege on rafah
- help firas and his family escape to egypt
- an entire google doc of gofundme's for palestine
- help this family evacuate from gaza
- donate to the palestinian civil relief
- donate to the children of gaza
- please read through and support operation olive branch, a cohesive and detailed spreadsheet of fundraisers and links
- donate to the palestine children's relief fund
please also reblog other aid posts (especially recent ones), or flood the tag with posts about palestine. this doesn't have to be just donation posts, but also information and updates on rafah/gaza. anything helps and make sure not to give eurovision your view or your vote! do not take your eyes off rafah.
please boost, and add other resources and links to this post.
girl typing a very specific question into google search bar, scrunching her face as she takes time to make sure she hasn't made any spelling errors, hitting enter, shaking her head as google only presents her with unhelpful websites that don't answer her query at all, moving her cursor back to the search bar and clicking on it so she can carefully write 'reddit' at the end, hitting enter again, sighing with relief as she finds a link to a reddit post asking the exact question she needed answered posted in a subreddit for a very niche topic, finally moving her cursor to click on the link, wondering why she didn't go straight to the subreddit earlier, only to be met with a deleted comment with a reply from the OP stating 'that was very helpful, thanks', sighing with frustration as she moves her cursor back to the search bar so she can copy the link and paste it into the wayback machine,
Replace "reddit" with "reveddit" in any reddit url to reveal deleted or removed comments. If the comment/post was deleted too quickly after it was posted, it may not pull it up, but it works most of the time
girl after reading a post on tumblr dot com with a reblog by user impossiblepackage, moving her cursor over to the url of the aforementioned reddit post, using her mouse to highlight the word “reddit”, typing out the word “reveddit” in its place, hitting enter, waiting with bated breath as reveddit loads, finally content as the deleted comment is displayed in front of her eyes containing the information she sought for so long.
i’m reading Realm of the Elderlings for the first time (PLEASE IF YOU COMMENT ON THIS POST NO SPOILERS PAST LIVESHIP) and whatever Fitz and the Fool have going on in Fool’s Errand is sooo fucking funny
in Farseer Fitz spends the whole series being like “this is my weird little freak the Fool. he is a bizarre mutant who speaks in riddles but he’s my friend so be nice. :)”
then the Fool leaves for a decade and when he comes back ALL of Fitz’s internal monologue is like “the Fool… my bosom companion with eyes that shine like the life-giving sun. i missed his breedable hips and angelic features so much that i almost died. every second his statuesque frame was parted from me was pure agony. i am so lucky to have such a funny intelligent and also devastatingly beautiful very good friend by my side. hopefully forever”
I understand some of you are 19 but that is not an old man, he's 32.
(Op deleted I think but here's my reblog for posterity)
Yesterday AO3 was inundated with spam comments accusing authors of using AI to write their fics, and today it's porn gifs. AO3 has had to turn off guest-commenting, which I have never seen before
Something I love about merlin fanfiction are the 24/7 always on call ol reliable bands of bandits and mercenaries constantly roaming every inch of albion forest, at your service should you need a sudden contrivance for some bamf, whump or angst. Why do they keep risking their lives by attacking strangers with no prospects of personal gain you ask? I say who are you to judge a ragtag team of no-names for their utter devotion to serving up dramatic plot points and developing the main characters' relationships purely out of the goodness of their hearts. True allies will fight you to the death so that you will get the chance to prove the true depths of your devotion. Braver than the troops if ever I saw it
Most influential spnblr circa 2020 posts for me (as saved on my old phone)
Some more from 2021
are u ever sick w longing. and i don't just mean romantic longing. i mean longing for a place you barely get to see, longing for friends you no longer have, longing for feelings you might have left behind in your childhood, longing for creativity, longing for a rich and more expansive life, longing for less inhibition. longing for more passion. longing for ur life to be so incandescent w something it thaws all the frost in ur bones. are u ever so consumed w it it rends ur heart in two. do u understand me
this is not just "look out the window and sigh" longing. i'm talking you're at the grocery store and you're suddenly hit w a wave of grief bc you don't have it. you don't have whatever it is you ache so badly to have. you go about your everyday life and yet it throbs under your skin moment by moment, almost as though it has a life of its own. that's the kind of longing i mean.
tonight i dreamt my friends invited Darren Chris to my birthday and that I fucking nailed a duet with him singing Harry Freakin Potter
the whole party joined in, including for the dance break, except for my parents, who were 😶
not me, 3 years later, sending a screenshot of this around at my friends, subtly hinting at my incoming birthday
i still have vague memories of this dream. it was a really good dream. i think i’ll go get ready with the avpm soundtrack