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Remember when we threatened a mass log off to get rid of shapes.inc and then all the shapes.inc ads mysteriously vanished? yeah, let's do that again. On the 20th of march 2026, we tumblr users will log off in protest of the split notes on reblogs. Spread the word!! Reblog!! Tag your moots!!

EDIT: do NOT harass anyone who's not taking part. This instruction should go without saying.

EDIT 2: like with shapes.inc, Tumblr have decided to reverse their decision. Clearly, protesting by reducing revenue, making a ton of angry noise and sending feedback is a method that works.

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but I need you all to remember that we live in an age of miracles, too.

about three weeks ago, my dad almost died. he had a brain aneurysm rupture at 2 in the morning. if he had not been staying at his girlfriend's home, he very likely would have died. as it was, he ended up at the hospital very quickly. the neurology team diagnosed the problem and placed a drain tube in his head to moderate pressure while they formulated a strategy for the impending surgery. the day after, they placed scaffolding inside the broken blood vessel. they kept him on certain medications for several weeks to ensure he healed properly.

twenty years ago, my dad would have come out of this ordeal with at least minor —more likely moderate to severe— brain damage. he could have lost the ability to walk, or see, or speak, or remember anything for longer than ten minutes.

yesterday we shared some jokes about terrible hospital food and then he walked out of the hospital on his own two legs.

it's going to take more time for him to fully recover. he lost a lot of weight. he's still in some amount of pain. but he is here, whole, with a life expectancy of twenty to thirty more years.

yes, it is probable that a large part of his incredible recovery is due to sheer luck, and his natural physical resilience. but an even larger part is the fact that a team of highly trained, highly skilled people, armed with modern knowledge and technology, saved his life.

we live in an age of miracles, and I don't mean the divine type of miracle. every day, millions of human beings across our planet dedicate their waking hours to beating back the four horsemen their damn selves. and it is working. all of human history is defined by those who chose to look Old Grim himself straight in the eye and say: "I am smarter than you, I am faster than you, I am stronger than you, and I will not stop until you loosen your grip on all of us. Blink, motherfucker."

And by force of will, they make him fucking blink.

We're Going to Make Hollywood Shit Themselves.

This is your opportunity to make a lot of rich people really mad.

If you loved Iron Lung, it’s time to help Markiplier and his lovely amazing crew do the funniest thing possible: flip the bird to a film industry that said they didn't want them.

This is a little idealist, but there's enough of us. 38.6 million of us, and we could absolutely slam this. So VOTE:

Best Thriller: Iron Lung

Best Actor: Mark Fischbach

Best Actress: Caroline Kaplan

Best Supporting Actress: Elsie Lovelock

Best Director: Mark Fischbach

Best Producer: Jeff Guerrero & Will Hyde

Best Independent Film: Iron Lung

This could be yet another win for small artists, a win for indie filmmaking, and the ultimate "thank you" to Mark for doing it for the love of the game. He and his team went through hell to make something he deemed perfect enough for us; I mean, he basically built a damn jet engine in his bathroom for this movie simply for quality's sake. This feels like the least we can do in return.

Winners will be announced by the Academy on July 1st, 2026, in Central London.

HAPPY INTERNATIONAL WOMEN'S DAY!!!

This is a reminder for all the unintellectual, disgusting ppl still stuck in the last century:

WOMEN ARE HUMANS.

WOMEN ARE STRONG.

WOMEN HAVE RIGHTS.

WOMEN DESERVE JUSTICE.

WOMEN ARE EVERYTHING YOU AREN'T!!

(e.g. smart, strong, gorgeous and more!!)

SUPPORT WOMEN.

If you don't, you don't.

Because you're stupid as fuck.

In Gaza, everything is silent… except for the sounds of bombings and the rumbling of hungry stomachs.

The sound of hunger is deafening… it kills the starving.