On a particularly cold and quiet day, an unassuming piece of paper is carried on the wind, and dances itself to a new home inside your mailbox. After a few seconds of deliberation, the mailbox's flag jolts upright in response; its speed spiteful of its joint. This new resident smells of three things in equal parts: lavender, wine, and smoke. There is no discerning the source of the last, it seems equal parts wood and tobacco. It's a refined smell, but juvenile. A keen drinker (certainly not just an alcoholic..?) would be able to pinpoint the reason: Box wine. Cheap wine. On its surface lies a spattering of dirt. It has traveled quite far to get here, but it is happy to have done so. The envelope seems overly eager to be opened. It's nearing break time after all. The payload inside has been dutifully protected. A holographic card serving as a flyer advertising a job opportunity... oddly without any address.., and a dime bag with a brass thumbtack in it Embossed in the tacky sanguine-lilac cardstock are the words "Occult Housekeeping" and in a smaller font below it, "If interested, apply here!". Next to this text, is a section cut out from the holographic film. An iridescent marking is slightly visible on the white backing, hinting at its use
Lovely, thank you
You don't just bite into lemons???
My mom says one day you're gonna end up in the ER because you keep eating shit that's Not Edible
crayola crayons are non-toxic, i know what i’m about. we’re halfway to the crayon goal fyi
Gender affirming surgery of give me elf ears
Adhd will have you too burnt out to eat or shower but give you the hubris to decide you can homebrew an entire d&d system on the back of a receipt
Where:
Here on Tumblr!!
What:
Buy crabs!
Why:
As we now know, Tumblr is $30 million dollars in debt. Oops. Tumblr has announced some major (and unpopular) changes to the site in their attempt to get back above water. The alternative is that Tumblr ceases to exist. But maybe we can change that...
How:
There are 327 million unique tumblr visits per month, and almost 500 million active accounts. If 10 million unique users (or less, if we bought more than one) bought or gifted Crabs from the Tumblr store, we could knock out Tumblr's debt easily. Buy crabs!
When:
July 29, 2023 is Crab Day, running through August 5 (for anyone who can't log on that day) as Crab Week!
Who:
Everyone!! If you truly can't afford to participate with a $3 crab, (or other item from the shop) post crab memes!
Time for Tumblr users to rise again and surprise everyone...
You are not immune to ads. Ads are not becoming ineffective due to oversaturation or savvy young people or whatever. Billions of dollars are poured into market research and analytics every year, corporations would know if ads were a waste of money way way before a tiktok comment section and stop spending money on them
By believing yourself to be "too smart" to be affected by advertising you're only making yourself far less mindful of and more susceptible to it. The ads you're exposed to poison your mind - be aware of that so you can combat it, and try to be exposed to as few as possible
I want to be clear, it's all about the unrelenting devotion. It's even better if it's someone I trust doing the alterations. I trust they won't hurt me, and I can't even resist if I tried. Because that's how it should be. Absolute, unyielding devotion to your mistress(es).
Yes I like the concept of Yakumo Aka, how could you tell?
I want to be turned into a haunting echo of myself, just slightly out of tune. All my values, desires, and ambitions twisted to suit another's end. Yet, I also want them to still remain. That way, when people who knew me before encounter me again, they are reminded of the ghost I once was.
I assure them, of course, that I'm far happier like this.
“Um... Er, well... Honestly, I was hoping for an internship. I’m working on theoretical physics in college, and I would like to hold an internship at such a well renowned place. Heck, you don’t even pay me, so there’s no reason why you shouldn’t hire me. I could aid in far more ways than to harm. U-unless this isn’t the place you go for internships. I-if so, i’m sorry I wasted your t-time.”
From television to billboard, radio to word of mouth, the same message was covering the entire town. Aperture was hiring. Previous experience didn’t matter, criminal record didn’t matter, it didn’t even matter if they were human! All that mattered was that Ramm needed staff, and he’d pay top dollar for workers! Damn the expense! (Your muse here) was waiting in the lobby for their name to be called. The person Ramm was previously interviewing was being escorted out by security staff. Dr. Jeremy Ramm himself soon followed. ”Right, who’s next.”
u ever in such a bad mood u feel urself turning evil?
I am an affront to God, and am setting up a replacement. She/Her | 22
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