TheLadyArtemis

Iasonas, my shadow sorcerer for a regency inspired (horror??) game that’s coming up in the near future.

Benoit Blanc, entering the tardis for the first time: now mr doctuh… when you said it were bigguh on the insahd.. i mistook that fowuh a jest… but it seems thayut said blue box is, if my own eyes do nawt decieve me, indeed bigguh on the insahd

there is something so darkly comical about tumblr potentially outliving twitter

tumblr, which is held together with duct tape and madness, run by three raccoons in blood stained Yahoo! hats and a handful of crabs, its only discernible source of income the sale of shoelaces from an inside joke so inside no one knows the original source anymore and fake blue checkmarks... that website still lives on

truly the cockroach of social media and I love it for that

What do u mean "no one knows the source of the shoelace joke"?

Someone said, "I need a way to know other people of the outernet have Tumblr so let's do a thing."

And then they created the stolen presidential shoelace saying.

Unless I'm wrong???

Oh my god y'all HAVE forgotten the original source

It's demo text from earlier Tumblr years. In order to make a post, you used to be taken to an entirely seperate webpage from the dashboard. This webpage would be different depending on what type of post you made. Each text/input box on each post page had different demo text, the same kind as the faded text you'll see when you go to send an ask or submit a post to someone's blog now. You couldn't actually copy and paste it, it was just in the bg until you started typing.

The chat type post (which used to be completely separate from text posts) had the demo text along the lines of:

Someone joked we should start using this as code to find others who had tumblrs, because although tumblr has basically been the lifeblood of widespread memes only really rivaled by Vine and Tiktok in later years, it wasn't NEARLY as well known back circa 2014 as it is now. Plus, it was seen as weird to have a tumblr, because you were either an Aesthetic Hipster Blogger or a Weird Fandom Blogger, and it was a whole thing. We were all mostly teens around then so it was fun to have a "secret language" we could use to subtly communicate with, because it was super embarrassing to just go up to someone and ask if they had a tumblr.

So, no, we didn't just make that up. We just kinda repurposed it.

I made a baby blanket for a pregnant woman at work and I went back and forth about it like “is this weird? To like hand make something for someone when we’re like friendly acquaintances not like bffs. God why are you so fucking awkward.” Anyway I gave it to her and she said she loved it and in the back of my head I’m like yea she’s nice and probably just humoring the weirdo. Well she texted me a picture this weekend of a scrunchy faced newborn at the hospital wrapped in the blanket I made her. And I’m like. Wow. She loved it so much she took it with her! To the hospital! To give birth! She wrapped her newborn it! I am just so filled with love and joy right now.

People will love the things you make them. Because you thought of them and you cared.

“Why were we given so much while others were given so little?”

Nikki Giovanni, The Collected Poetry, 1968-1998

he's got a sadness about him you only see in catholic stained glass windows

Kat

my demons have names 😈

LOUS AND THE YAKUZA Tout est gore (2019)

By Jenny Brough For 10 Magazine September 2021

a musketeer is never alone.

I think my dad heard me crying cause he just cracked open my door and slid a piece of cake on the floor into my room

— Oliver Wendell Holmes