Spiralling-spires - The Spiral's Special Little Boy

Happy bpm day btw!! I got caught up deciding which bpm post to reblog, got distracted, reblogged none of them. Uhh insert jurgen leitner copypasta here

Yee

On twitter I’m seeing dozens of threads from Black activists warning people against burnout, giving all sorts of useful tips about preventing and managing it for the sake of a long-term, sustainable effort.

On tumblr I’m seeing a hell of a lot of young white kids yelling at anyone who actually follows those steps, and acting like burnout is a moral falling rather than a well-proven psychological phenomenon.

Be careful who you get your information from. Don’t let guilt lead you to make choices that will harm both you and the movement.

I wonder if Michael Shelley got a grave. I don't think Gertrude would have made one; she's not sentimental enough for it. If you make graves for people you lose, you might think too hard about sacrificing them. If he had living family, they probably would have been at least a little estranged by virtue of how much time he spent at this job that, frankly, would make him sound like a lunatic to most people. I also doubt Gertrude would report his death in any official way. He would just disappear, never to be heard from again. Anyone else might not know he was gone for months.

The other assistants... they would know he was gone. Some silent acknowledgment that he wouldn't come back and shouldn't be spoken about. Maybe one of them would give him a grave, maybe. Or maybe not; after all, burials generally involve digging in the dirt, and they all knew about the Coffin by then. Who would want to tempt fate that way, and all for one dead man that cared too much?

No, his only grave is a labyrinth of doors. And even that twisted, painful testament to who he was and what he did, is taken from him when Helen usurps him.

Jonathan Sims would love those Halloween cookies that are super dry and have icing that tastes like expired cool whip that you get at Halloween themed elementary school functions

Ive really only ever used tumblr, so tags on other sites are a mystery to me. But like.. does tagging “#fyp” actually do things on other sites? If it does, why doesn’t every post have that tag?

Vampires wearing black makes no sense. Black absorbs heat, which would make any accidental contact with sunlight even worse. Consider: vampires wearing white, maybe even reflective, clothing, carrying umbrellas meant to block sunlight, big sunhats (that have little flowers or something on them because pretty much all sunhats have little flowers on them). Ideally, they wouldn’t be out at all when the sun comes up. But the extra reflectivity could mean the difference between life and death for a vampire caught out at dawn.

This is food for my tma and proseka obsessed brain

I could be working on Certain Other Things but my brain said Archivist Miku. So here, Archivist Miku. From TMA (The Miku Archives)

I didnt think this post could get better BUT THERES AN ANALYSIS OF IT NOW

which one of u was going to tell me that tea tastes different if u put it in hot water?

I think Michael and Helen would have different colour schemes. Michael is like a walking pansexual flag to me while Helen leans more polysexual flag

Last night I dreamt that Toby Fox had created a game where you played as several generations of Hiveswap cutesy art style cartoon animals in a reactor facility, and that it was a fucking disaster

The second generation was like “let’s change the reactor design” and the third was like “let’s make that even more dangerous!” and then there was just a series of generations becoming more and more incompetent and disasters piling up until something blew and I was just like “this game sucks why are these animals so incompetent, the first generation would have been fine if they didn’t fuck up everything”