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Reblogging this would help spread awareness to prevent ppl from getting their accounts hacked and such.
reblogging this cause I saw it just before it happened to me
Poorest Meow Meow Contest Round One - Poll 23
Who is the poorest little meow meow?
Ice Pick Joe - Goncharov
Caine - The Amazing Digital Circus
Reminder: A poor little meow meow is a person who is like a sad wet cat and evokes sympathy despite being a little bit evil.
FAQ: This is a bracket style tournament. No new characters can be added. I will not be changing poll images. Tumblr poll choices are permanent and cannot be changed.
Share character propaganda by reblogging, commenting, or sending an ask! Asks should be of substance and/or contain pictures. Any asks saying only "vote for XYZ!" and so on will be deleted.
(Goncharov fanart by @brandtandstein)
You all. Vote Ice Pick Joe. Not only is a poor little meow meow who was wildly doomed by the narrative (and did some dooming on his own, if memory serves) He is LITERALLY ONE OF OUR POSTER BOYS. Goncharov sweep! What gods are we, to give a poor little meow meow life; and then abandon him to the likes of a trendy youtube king?
VOTE ICE PICK JOE, YOU HEATHENS, LEST YOU BE UNWORTHY OF THE DEVIL'S SACRAMENT!
Die temu ad die
Hmm. Accidentally looks like latin.
It accidentally is latin
Accidental latin is my new favourite thing.
Found this in the margins of a medieval manuscript.
This is a very charming illustration and I do approve of Accidental Latin, but unfortunately, that is not what this (Fake) Accidental Latin actually says. Google Translate seems to think "temu" is identical to "timor" (infinitive, "to fear"), which would then be conjugated in first-person singular as "timeo" ("I fear"). "Temu" is not a word in Latin. So that is a very weird leap on Google Translate's part to turn gibberish into... something vaguely etymologically similar sounding? Hmm.
Next, "die" does mean "day," though nominative singular is "dies," i.e. "dies irae." It could be conjugated "die" if it was in ablative or locative case, but "die ad die" would mean something more like "day to day." "Ad" is in a "to" direction and "ab" is from, i.e. "ab urbis," and ablative case is used to indicate the movement of a thing. In short, "by" is not really a way to translate "ad"; we might want "per" here? (Through, by means of, etc.)
Not to mention, it would be weird to put one "die" at the start and another at the end The verb also usually goes at the end in Latin sentences, just for that extra bit of fun. So yes, in short, this is not actually Latin, and Google Translate is very bad at Latin in particular. Nonetheless, still charming.
@theshitpostcalligrapher
Agree, @qqueenofhades, except on the matter of breaking “die ad die” apart. It’s a common structure in poetic and oratorical Latin to jam one phrase in the middle of another. I can’t think of an example exactly parallel to this construction, but I could believe a Roman poet would write it!
Ah, that is true. My Latin is of the reading-medieval-documents (particularly charters and/or chronicles) variety, where the sentence and usage structures are often more formulaic and there is less poetic license to move words around. There is obviously far less fixity for word order in Latin, since the conjugations explain how they grammatically relate to each other rather than placement in the sentence. (Coincidentally, this is why I used to say that the best feeling in the world was walking past a Latin classroom and not having to go inside it. Ahem.)
So yes: true that poetical Latin might be more at liberty to split the "die"-s up that far, though "timeo" (verb) is still more likely in most cases to go at the end, which would place them together anyway ("die ad die timeo," "day to day I fear" if translated in strict word order, which would make sense to an English speaker and sound more poetic anyway). Keep in mind, however, that my Latin is a) fairly rusty and b) mostly used for said formulaic legal document reading rather than freeform verse, so don't super-hard quote me on this.
I saw that ablative “die” and that final -u on “temu” and thought of the ablative supine (as in “mirabile dictu”) but as you observe, there isn’t a verb that “temu” could be, and then also, the ablative supine requires an adjective, as far as I know.
But perhaps “temu” is a hapax legomenon (in which case we would need the rest of the text to gloss it) or a scribal error for temeratu, from temero, “I defile or disgrace”. In that case, and in true Tumblr form, I might translate it as “daily I disgrace, in the manner of the day”, with some errors attributable to the scribe.
....oh my god. You might be a genius. Because what else does Tumblr do but daily disgrace [itself, oneself, and/or numerous others] in the manner of the day, and make numerous scribal errors.
how dare you say we error on the scribes
this is what happens when you buy your latin on temu
“Haha remember when murder-hornets were gonna be a thing? What a nothingburger.”
Yes, because the Washington state government activated like a sleeper-cell and ruthlessly, systematically hunted them down and annihilated them.
“Y2K came to nothing amirite?”
Yes because an army of software engineers working around the clock, losing sleep, and busting ass till the last minute prevented it from happening.
“Remember the hole in the ozone layer?”
You mean the one that was fixed through rigorous world wide government action?
One of the root problems of our society is a refusal or inability by media to articulate that all those “it’s gonna be an apocalypse” disasters were not disasters because we collectively did something about them.
The good news is this is actually quite correctable. I maintain my firm belief that we as humans are capable of solving almost all of our problems, when we decide to do so.
And I still think that’s going to happen. I don’t know when or how, but I do know that abandoning hope won’t help bring it about.
And I refuse to let the cynics own a chunk of my heart.
Happy Smallpox Eradication Day
Let’s make climate change denialists biggest argument become “but it’s fine now!” Because we hit global drawdown and they don’t know or remember.
No, Mr. Horse, don’t worry, I certainly don’t have a Plinko down here! What I do have is this lovely cask of wine, specifically for horses, Amontillado in fact! Exquisite vintage.
I know you’re not supposed to be in this hospital, but if you’ll just follow me down this corridor—no, that’s not blood on the floor, it’s color theory, I’ll explain it later—I can bring you to this cask of wine that is certainly NOT a plinko machine—
I'm telling you, Blorbo, I have the finest copy of my shows in the basement, please follow me
we can take the Eeby Deeby - no, no, I promise it's not going to Gay Superhell - look, Eebders Deebeorg was an outlier adn should not have been counted
Where did I get this Eeby Deeby? Well, there was this lovely Middle Eastern gentleman who was selling copper, the finest copper—
hnnnnngg I’m trying to get blorbo into my plinko but the eeby deeby I bought from the copper merchant who as it turns out was EXTREMELY disreputable (who is he, to treat me with such contempt?!) is dummy thicc, thicc enough to block the Suez Canal in fact, and the eebert of the deebert is so scrimblo bimblo it keeps alerting the horse
yoU PLINKO BLORBO?! you plinko blorbo like the HORSE?! Oh, Eeby Deeby for Glup Shitto! Eeby Deeby for Glub Shitto for 1000 YEARS
“Eeby Deeby” is, in this case, putting an orange buttered cat face-first into a trashcan
my name is blorb and when its nite and eeby deeby castiel's flight poe and wine cause discourse
i'm ever given; i plink the horse
Historians are going to have to explain this culture someday.
Historians are
going to have to explain
this culture someday.
Beep boop! I look for accidental haiku posts. Sometimes I mess up.
Tumblrites, the hour has come for us to practice one of our most sacred rituals.
Likes to charge, reblogs to cast.
My favorite genre of post on here is the one where someone has written something on how funny it is when a post blows up, because they’re always like “lol isn’t it funny when people get way more notes than they want, anyway what is up my three (3) followers” and then you scroll down and it has 35k notes and with each new reblog the op sounds like they’re one step closer to moving to the woods and never returning
Whoa whoa no need to be hasty here
my friends, everybody
We could change that you know. (:<
do I know this person? no. am I knocking on their door with 300 of my closest friends? yes.
You have been put into the processing vortex. Enjoy.
oh no the process, it’s vortexing me
@walmart-the-official have you been summoned here yet?
come here my Offical and official frens
@minute-maid-official @fanboy-official @insaniac-offical @unholyfrogspawn-offical @catlover-offical @pen-out-of-ink-official @itsuwari-no-kibo-offical @men-in-black-official @the-mollusk-kingdom-offical @amy-offical @chachiboi-offical @silly-lil-arson-frog-mom-offical @mike-wheeler-offical @sophisticated-offical @shoebill-offical @horror-movie-offical @cenovis-official @eraser-offical @kermitthebomber-offical @sapphic-offical @neptunic-offical @nancy-wheeler-offical @krow-offical @ham-sandwich-consumer-offical @toy-chica-offical @star-offical @marinebiology-offical @i-hate-gcse-english-lit-offical @gay-melanistic-fox-offical @shark-albert-offical @stockimage-offical @muti-shipper-official @evil-moss-the-goober-offical @beth-unico-offical @yoonchaes-baby-sister-offical @hekate-offical + @avhira cause they're a honorary offical
You should've known this would happen, you were literally talking about it
@sexy-people-contests-2026 can you help blow this up?
You got it
Reblog if-
No wait
Don't reblog
I do not wish to be perceived.
What have you all done
The reblog to like ratio is killing me
If I see any of you like I swear to @god-offical
Only reblog
You guys-
This was a shitpost born of being eepy
Stop it-
We must perceive them now
Everyone, please tell me something good that happened for you in 2025 - doesn't matter how big or small!
I got the car of my dreams!!! My last car was on death's door, and we found this guy. He's a 2015, so not new, just new to me, but it's everything I ever dreamed.
depression tips™
shower. not a bath, a shower. use water as hot or cold as u like. u dont even need to wash. just get in under the water and let it run over you for a while. sit on the floor if you gotta.
moisturize everything. use whatever lotion u like. unscented? dollar store lotion? fancy ass 48 hour lotion that makes u smell like a field of wildflowers? use whatever you want, and use it all over.
put on clean, comfortable clothes.
put on ur favorite underwear. cute black lacy panties? those ridiculous boxers u bought last christmas with candy cane hearts on the butt? put em on.
drink cold water. use ice. if u want, add some mint or lemon for an extra boost.
clean something. doesn’t have to be anything big. organize one drawer of ur desk. wash five dirty dishes. do a load of laundry. scrub the bathroom sink.
blast music. listen to something upbeat and dancey and loud, something that’s got lots of energy. sing to it, dance to it, even if you suck at both.
make food. don’t just grab a granola bar to munch. take the time and make food. even if it’s ramen. add something special to it, like a hard boiled egg or some veggies. prepare food, it tastes way better, and you’ll feel like you accomplished something.
make something. write a short story or a poem, draw a picture, color a picture, fold origami, crochet or knit, sculpt something out of clay, anything artistic. even if you don’t think you’re good at it.
go outside. take a walk. sit in the grass. look at the clouds. smell flowers. put your hands in the dirt and feel the soil against your skin.
call someone. call a loved one, a friend, a family member, call a chat service if you have no one else to call. talk to a stranger on the street. have a conversation and listen to someone’s voice. if you can’t, text or email or whatever, just have some social interaction with another person. even if you don’t say much, listen to them.
cuddle your pets if you have them/can cuddle them. take pictures of them. talk to them. tell them how u feel, about your favorite movie, a new game coming out.
Circulating. Seasonal depression is creeping around now.
Ohh. Damn. I needed this reminder. I have had such bad headspace lately. Reblogging for anyone else who might have forgotten.
I'm stealing this from Twitter
Here's the link
I am a high-definition gateway drug body double!
My fellas from 1997 and I have it INSANE
Always-on, gender euphoria, grawlix
‘You should only send hearts to ppl you’re romantically involved with’
WRONG! BOUNDLESS PLATONIC LOVE, WARMTH, AND ENTHUSIASM BE UPON YE!!!❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️
please can we do inbox trick-or-treating this year. can we make that a thing on tumblr. please please please please please
literally all it entails is sending people "trick-or-treat" asks and people answering those asks with pictures of candy or those silly spooky plastic toys or whatever else you would give a trick-or-treater. please. please can we have some whimsy
Don’t forget trick or treating this year everyone!
Official joy and whimsy post
byron donalds gave his life to christ in a cracker barrel parking lot. now you too can learn what religion you can convert to in a fast food restaurant parking lot by spinning these handy links!
like what you got?
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i'm converting on the spot
what the goddamn hell are you talking about
I gave my soul to Satan at a southern Taco Bell
For a churro and a taco, I'm going straight to hell
His flesh, it is the corn chip, and his blood, the Baja blast-
That's the dark sacrament, shooting out my ass
Paint a pentacle of hot sauce to sign your soul away
Sacrifice a quesadilla on a cheap plastic tray
Follow me to the damnation only one restaurant can sell,
And come give your soul to Satan at your local Taco Bell
#sacrilege for fun and profit #don't know where it came from #the devil made me do it
hey, did you know that the world is a better place because of your creations and art and writing, no matter how niche or how many people see it
Does he mean anything to you
Video for the poor deprived children who might not have seen this. It's hard to overstate how huge this was. And now it's in your head, too.
#and I dance dance dance
#pictures you can hear
"nothing is real atoms never touch each other youve never touched anything in your life" ok. well when i pet my dog he is soft and when he licks my hand it is wet and that is far more real to me than whatevers going on at an atomic level
what my atoms are doing is their fucking business man i'm busy trying to stop my dog from eating tissues directly out of the box
nuclei don't touch, but the nucleus is not the core of reality. reality is made of electrons dancing. reality is made of bonds.
you pet your dog and the atoms that are you brush up against the atoms that are him, and the electrons that are you press into the electrons that are him, and both of them change their movement.
electrons of course are not really particles and do not really move.
you pet your dog and the electron-orbitals of your skin overlap with the electron-orbitals of his fur, and both are changed by the contact. you are not made of little motes floating alone in a void. you are a single unfathomable chord formed of a trillion vibrations, and so is he. and the note you play is changing at every moment by what you touch and how you breathe, and so is his. and atoms do not really have edges, and to touch is to interact, and when you put your hand on your dog the universe does not know that you are separate. the song expands to hold you both.
and when you put your hand on your dog the universe does not know that you are separate. the song expands to hold you both.
