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2025 on Tumblr: Trends That Defined the Year
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@faronv2
When my neural tissue started to generate weird chemicals and whatever, it would ping me to “check in with my emotional state.” Seriously, I could have coded that myself. (I told Dr. Bharadwaj that, and she said, “Would you have ever coded that yourself?” which was totally unfair and also correct, I would never have done that.)
I freaking love it
Just watched Adam Conover (of Adam Ruins Everything) make such a solid point that I think we should spread far and wide. Yes, having AI write your emails is lazy, sure, but people love being lazy. We need to really emphasize that sending AI emails (or using AI responses on social media, or publishing AI flyers, or or or) is rude.
It's rude. You're making someone take their time to read something you couldn't bother to write. You're telling them they were so unimportant you couldn't be bothered to actually take the time to say something yourself. And frankly, you're lying about it while you're at it.
It's rude.
Male loneliness this, male loneliness that. Have they tried lobotomies? Tranquilizers? Being fingered by medical professionals? Tearing the yellow wallpaper off the walls of the attic room where your husband keeps you locked up?
A note from'a the Tumblr team
Well, darn. You'a caught us banning a disproportionate number of'a trans women and people of'a color. These suspensions took ten thousand'a years to reverse, and some of them we didn't even reverse because we'a fucking hate you.
We'a sorry it took so long to address this! We'a really hoping our pathetic april fools gimmick'a distract everyone else to'a forget about the situation! And for most of you, it'a worked! We'a can't discuss our trust and safety issues publicly because the paper on our board just'a say "get rid of all the people we consider freaky" and if we announce that we'a gonna lose our privilaged "Tumblr’s userbase has the highest proportion of LGBTQIA+ folks on social media" claim!
One thing we want to emphasize is that we are stupid, stupid, stupid'a people. Our CEO, Matt Mullenweg, is a pathetic moron who'a try sucking up to'a Elon Musk on'a X despite the tire fire over there. You'a know he searches up his own name and harasses Tumblr blogs whenever they'a say bad things about him, right? We moderate this website with extreme bias and will cry like'a babies when called out on it.
We understand that the communications sent to affected'a users, and our broader silence to'a the community, didn't meet the standard people expect from us. Or rather, it has become the standard and the userbase'a livid with us. We'a plan on announcing changes to how we do this and not actually following through with them, because we'a do not care.
Going forward, we're committed to ruling with impunity: lying wholesale when confronted with our'a faults, and never sharing any information outside of'a vagueposting.
Tumblr belongs to everyone. Except'a minorities, people of color, trans women, and anyone who'a advocates for them.
To the people whose accounts were affected, and to the members of our trans community who felt targeted: eat'a shit.
Tumblr Staff
Oh Three is just... horrendously fucking lonely, isn't it?
I remember when I was younger, anytime I watched a movie where the characters have to kill a scary monster/alien, I always thought the act of killing it was intended to be part of the horror. Like there’s this amazing creature that we’ve never seen before, and maybe under different circumstances we could’ve coexisted with it, but it’s trying to attack you and you have to defend yourself, but by destroying it you also destroy the ability to ever understand it and that’s sad and is supposed to make you feel conflicted.
It was not until well into my adulthood that I realized most people do not have complicated feelings about movies where people have to kill a scary alien monster, nor is that necessarily meant to be part of the narrative (unless it very obviously is). They just want the scary thing to die because it’s scary. I don’t have a real conclusion to this I just started thinking about it for some reason.
I always felt I couldn't possibly be upset about dying to an alien monster because proof of otherwordly life is exactly what it'd take for me to die happy
damn he really is an all-time poster
I just felt someone Z-target me
[clearly circle-strafing you] don't be ridiculous
anyone remember what these things are called like little cartoony expressive doohickies i think they have a real name but i can’t remember
im not fucking crazy.
if i have one more person say sparkles on this post im gonna blow i swear to god
They're squeans I'm pretty sure! If they pop like that anyway. But the term for this kind of "symbol to refer to the general vibe of something in art" is called "Emanata" because it emanates from a person or object.
what the fuck. comics are magic
somebody put a quimpsy spurl on my blorbo
she quimps on my jarns til I nittles
addicted to sending this clip from twilight to my friends whenever they are in a situation where i think they should lie
I feel like this is what Robert Pattinson sees in his peripheral vision whenever he's doing an interview.
The most basic, intractable fact about mental illnesses is that you simply cannot willpower your way out of them. The only exceptions to this rule are the ones I have, which continue to disable me due to lack of determination and other grave personal flaws
it's midnight on the 1st of june aest
I need a polite and effective way to say "hey your heart is truly in the right place and your anger is often righteous but I think sometimes you’re getting recreationally mad about things that are frankly not worth the amount of energy you’re spending on them, and every time you do this you're driving yourself slightly more insane with nothing to show for it," and then I need a way to broadcast that message through a loudspeaker to roughly 30,000 people at once, and THEN I need a time machine to send that message to my past self lol. and maybe a second time machine in case past me tries to be clever and sabotage the version of me who comes through the first time machine
I have just combined all rice in the world into a single rouse
i've been phasing the phrase 'google it' out of my vocabulary and going back to 'look it up'. fuck you youve lost your generic trademark privileges