I HATE How Tumblr Brings Up Your Old Tags As You’re Typing A New Tag Because I Really Don’t!! Want

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 did a little 180 degree spin this is so cool

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Got inspired by the fantastic @the-stove-is-on-fire , I wanted to make something more complex but this will do >:)

check out this periodic table

I had a whole post planned about how the Web has nothing to do with spiders - they make their webs based mostly on preprogrammed instinct and some of them get lucky and catch something and live - but then I realized that the Web doesn’t necessarily know why the threads connect the way they do. The Web understands what strings to pull, how to manipulate the outcome - but it’s the Eye that knows.

Still, is it strategy or instinct that drives the mother of puppets?

does anyone wanna hold hands until we feel a little braver

My most liked post is a shitpost about jurgen leitner. I dont know where people are still finding it from. I probably have like 15 followers from that post alone. I wrote it at like 2 am

Im sorry but it is so funny how people outside of tumblr view us. Like why are the tiktokers treating tumblr like some professional ass website you need to do extensive prep before you begin posting on. And the follower farming advice is so fucking funny to me when this is the website where people actively hate getting new followers

I am *obsessed* with the trope of fictional couples that swap a piece of their aesthetic. Like spinerella and netossa wearing necklaces of each other’s main colour. Feels so much more meaningful than a gold ring. Who knows if either of you even like gold? Or rings?

Anyways, doorkeay where michael has one (1) black leather bracelet that it intentionally doesn’t twist, and gerry has one (1) confusing friendship-bracelet-thing that subtly changes every time you look at it

a rogue pipe cleaner.... escaped from the craft supplies

One of these was drawn to the sound of screaming and groaning. As one does

One time i left a persimmon in a bag for two months and only discovered it when my hand went through it. Very very unpleasant. Since then i have referred to the entire debacle as The Corruption Incident. I think the phenomenon as a whole can be described as a cross between Corruption and Dark. “There’s a thing there and it’s probably super gross but i really don’t want to know about or interact with it”

I think there needs to be a 15th fear added to the list and it's called "Uh Oh" and its the fear that There Is Something At The Back Of The Fridge And You're Too Scared To Touch It and See What It Is Or How Gross It May Be