The Hipster, the Canada, and the Wardrobe

oh, no, you misunderstand me. those were my monkeys. yeah the circus and i have since parted ways. yeah it was the elephant thing, i dont really want to address that right now though

tumblr should add a "what the fuck are you talking about" button alongside reply, like, and reblog. you click the what the fuck are you talking about button when op is on some discourse they brought back from another reality that no one on this earth has ever heard of. and if a post gets more what the fuck are you talking abouts than reblogs op gets muted for 12 hours

when i forget to log into ao3 and i have to click proceed to see an adult fic, i actually get a kick out of it. like i am an old timey queen and my bard is apologetic: “gentle lady, dicks doth touch in this next ballad. would you prefer another?” and i give him a gesture of command like, “nay, you may proceed, minstrel. bring forth the tale of dicks”

Our little stupid conversation means more to me than you think

rosencrantz is dead, guildenstern is dead, and me I feel also not so good

there’s a used bookstore in rural western massachusetts (the montague book mill) whose motto is “books you don’t need in a place you can’t find” and i just feel like that summarizes tumblr too

posts you don’t need on a site you can’t search

Betcha Grandma was writing original k/s slashfic decades before you kiddies were born.

Yes @ceruleanteacup , Grandma was

i hope everyone knows that OP wasn’t just saying this generally - she quite literally was the star trek grandma. she passed in 2018, rip to an icon

hello my name is tumblr user who does not follow you and i have decided to read your post in the worst faith possible would you like to apologize to me

an extremely important skill to build up online is being able to tell when someone is quoting lyrics from a song you haven't heard, or perhaps lines from some kind of skit

The trope where people don't recognize each other because it's been so long since they last interacted and they've both changed so much that they're basically strangers UNTIL one of them does their Signature Thing™ and the other just stops dead because oh. It's YOU. All at once it's so clearly you