Shall We Play A Game?

my friend just told me that there's a secret second dashboard that solely contains posts from people you've turned on post notifications for, and when i click the link in the messages it opens it within the tumblr app, so the tumblr app also has a secret second dashboard for post notification blogs, and the only way to access it is to open the link for it within the app.

i literally love tumblr

i have a private pinned post that just has a link to this dashboard on it, it's great. two dashboards for life

wow! i was really hoping someone would organically reverse-engineer this and find that dash.

here are a few other "secret" dashboards:

these are all just taking existing feeds of content and putting them in a dashboard-like format... the "Stuff for you" tab/feed is the same idea.

Gonna go back 50 million years and write something in a perfectly preserved cave in perfect English just to fuck with everyone

It's not even revenge, it's liberation, an end to the genocide and occupation.

Link to the poll (it's a PDF)

unexpected accurate understanding of the Ancient Greek gods

now THIS is the analysis i didn't know I needed you're so right on all points 10/10 thank you for your service

I love three year olds because they’ll never say it to your face but it’s clear in every fibre of their being that they’re certain that their communications skills are perfect, and any adults who can’t understand what they want are just a little bit stupid.

Oh to have the confidence of a 3 year old insisting they’re called “pig newtons”

When I was four, my class teacher told me that smoking kills. So when I went back home, I went up to my uncle and told him ‘you’re gonna die soon’ . For the next week, I’d repeat it whenever I see him.

When my sister was three, my grandfather somehow ‘annoyed’ her, and she was found that day spilling oil on the floor outside his door so that he would slip and fall.

When my brother was three, he carried around snakes in his pockets and showed them to people he liked (my mom).

When my cousin was three, she made me write the names of everyone in the family on chits of paper and carried them around which I found adorable; until someone told her no, at which point she will take their paper and tear it in front of them.

When I was three, I decided that I am the supplier of divine justice, so whenever someone said something might happen, I made it my mission to have it happen. For example my aunt told my cousin to not leave her bottle open because she’ll spill water on the floor, the next time I saw the bottle open I poured the water on the floor. My mom told my cousin to wear slippers while walking outside or she’d get pricked by thorns, I’d prick her with thorns if she didn’t wear slippers. My mom told my aunt to be careful or she might trip and fall, I tripped her so that she fell.

Three year olds know exactly what is going on around them and they are not bound by the laws of this universe. The only reason they don’t run the world is because they are two feet tall and have -10 accuracy.

my father said to me once that one of the things he deeply regretted was not putting music on for his father while he was fading away. he told me that grandpa would just sit in his old armchair in the quiet, and not until after he’d passed did my dad think of how he could have played of his favorite classical music tapes for him so grandpa could listen to something while he still could. i was very young when this happened and not much older when my dad told me this, but it always stuck with me as something important.

my mother died at home in a hospice cot, slowly shutting down over the course of about a week. when she had stopped responding, i remembered what dad told me about wishing he’d played music for grandpa, and i put the radio on her favorite country music station and kept it on for her until she died.

daddy died in hospital. no cassette players, no decent radios. the day after he was brought in, i thought again of what he told me, and i bought a little portable bluetooth speaker. even though he never woke up, was never aware, i played music for him too.

there’s no real significance to sharing this, not really. my motivation is selfish, again: i just want to hope that someone might think of this when their loved one is stuck in silence somehow, and maybe they’ll play music for them, and they won’t have to regret not doing so. i want to hope it helps someone. and i want to hope that someone will remember my dad with me, even in just a “story i read on the internet” way.

Hey, OP, you actually might have done a very significant thing for your parents indeed. Hearing is the last sense to go when someone is passing away. It’s why palliative care doctors tell patients’ relatives to continue speaking even if the patient stops responding. So even if your mother and father could not wake or respond to you or those around you, they perhaps could have heard the music they so loved, and perhaps were comforted. So what you did wasn’t selfish at all, and I’m sorry for jumping on to your post, but it’s likely that playing music for your parents as they passed away did much more for them than you might have known at the time.

When my dad was hospitalized, I would play the music we used to listen to together, and I still can’t listen to some Leonard Cohen songs without getting really emotional about it. And I had a collection of poems that I would read to him. He never responded, but I still quite dearly hope it did something for him before he died. I think there’s so much love wrapped into this post and it actually made me cry.

can’t use the internet without adblock because it’s so crowded that it’s unusable can’t read important breaking news without a subscription can’t get a streaming service without them eventually adding commercials can’t watch youtube videos without 30 ads can’t search up things on google without seeing a shit ton of sponsored results can’t answer unknown numbers because everything is a scam call can’t use essential app features without a 30 dollar subscription per month can’t watch a music video without product placement. is anyone else tired

I turn to Ares.

⚔️ If you want to read some queer retelling of arturian legends have a look at my webtoon

Damn... I never thought about it

Random goon: Hey boss, were you the one to pick that name as an alias? And why this one?

Red Hood : I used to have another name, before... A long time ago. But that person is dead now. I get to choose for myself now, they can't take that from me. I won't let them.

Goon: Huh.

Random Goon: Say boss, why do you never take off your shirt in front of us?

Red Hood: Well uh, I actually have that really fucked scar on my chest and I'm not comfortable with...

Random Goon: Don't worry boss, we get it, you don't have to explain yourself to us.

Red Hood, high on some toxin: God, I wish my family...

Random Goon (on boss-sitting duty): why not try reaching out to them?

Red Hood: They would never accept me as I am now... They wouldn't agree with my so-called "life choices". Besides, they don't miss me, they miss the person they think I used to be... I wasn't even a man when I last saw them.

Random Goon: Damn boss, that sucks.

And then the goons throw the Red Hood a party on trans visibility day and Jason is so confused he straight up cries.

I haven’t done realism in at least 5 months ugh

Reblogs appreciated lmao

THIS IS A FUCKING DRAWING???????????

SAY WHAT NOW

WH-

@zorilleerrant uhm, actually he's, like, ten apples tall 🤓☝️

I attach evidence:

Happy Pride, monsterfuckers.

Y'all, Gritty is great, but please remember that the Kraken have their own twink-troll monster mascot, Buoy (pictured here on Pride Night 2023):

am I doing this right?

“Must have reliable transportation” = “this is how we legally discriminate against poor people who take the bus”

As someone who has held several management positions with hiring responsibility, this is true. The boss at my last job informed me before I conducted my very first I interview,

“You can’t outright ask someone if they have a car or have kids. That’s technically illegal. But you need to know because sometimes they can be deal breakers. You can just say ‘Do you have reliable transportation?’ and ‘Do you have any current circumstances that could impede you from being successful at work?’

To which the last one most people fumble and would say, “Well I have kids, so sometimes they could get sick. But that’s not often.” But then your potential employer could mark it down on your interview notes nonetheless.

I thought that maybe it was just my own employer. But now I noticed that I am asked both of these almost every time I interview for a job.

Language is very sneaky. Be careful how you answer. Corporations can be snakes.

In my businesses class my professor told us that the bus counts as reliable transportation. You do not legally have to say “I take the bus” just say “yes I do have reliable transportation” and leave it at that. Do not over share. DO NOT OVER SHARE. The second question just say no. If your kids are sick call out as if you are sick. I don’t have kids but I myself can get sick and that doesn’t hinder my ability to succeed so kids getting sick shouldn’t hinder you. When I call out I give as little info as possible. No one needs to know why you call out. They can’t ask about your “illness” because it violates HIPAA if they do. So as long as you don’t offer more info than you need to you should be okay.

As a nonbinary lesbian, I'm used to people saying they "don't really get my whole deal" and that "it just doesn't make sense". That's why, this pride month, I'm partnering with Riverdale