Your Annual Reminder To Not Donate To Salvation Army!

That is impressive!

My favorite tiktok account right now is the guy who uses color settings and photo manipulation to turn everything into the Polish flag

I've talked a lot about how I wish we lived in a world where children weren't assigned a gender other than "child" at birth and are given a temporary name they can keep or change whenever they please as they age and they can decide based on their own life and upbringing what gender they feel like if any gender at all

And this is my perspective as an intersex person and an autistic person with a strong drive for autonomy

And I've gotten the weirdest pushback, as if this would ever actually happen. But the biggest critique I get is "well I WANT to have an assigned gender otherwise I wouldn't be who I am today" like yeah no shit, neither would I

Yall can't remove yourself from the bigger picture for a second and use your imaginations? Yall can't imagine a better system than the one we live under? The binary gender and sex system that harms and kills? The fact that it's not usually cis people who say this shit. Usually cis people just don't even understand how "child" could be a placeholder for a gender and don't engage in the convo lmao or just call me slurs and go away

Assigned genders hurt many people but yall straight up don't wanna hear intersex perspectives on what else we could be doing as humans

dreamed there was this big moth with the soul of a 3 year old girl in it and when she wanted to be held she’d do this

Oh no. It’s our 15th anniversary.

Oh god. That’s 1 5 years of your nonsense. Don’t worry—it comes as a surprise to literally all of us that the world continued to do its thing, bringing us to this point.

So, how you been keeping since we celebrated the big one-oh, well, five years ago now?

A bratty teenager at heart, Tumblr has remained the same hellsite you’ve always made it: with your faves, aesthetics, and fandoms, your blogs and sideblogs, your reblog chains and tag conversations. Some of you will have been here for The Dress and the ball pit; some of you know those as lore but only come here for the sexymen and, idk, bees, the bee movie. And you’re all valid.

Throughout February, we’ll be reblogging some of the most iconic reblog chains from our time here with you to @best-of-reblogs. To kick it all off, here is a selection of ~moments~ y’all have manifested. You obviously don’t need us to talk about this—you do that enough among yourselves. But, for heritage purposes, here’s the lowdown anyhow. Don’t mind us while we lurk in the back with the popcorn.

~

Friends.

We all learned that friends come in many shapes and sizes—some of your favorite friend shapes are frogs, Furbies, worms-on-a-string, and orbs.

You asked your faves a bazillion questions.

You’ve asked Neil Gaiman about your ineffable husband headcanons, Joseph Gordon-Levit for filmmaking tips, and Taylor Swift about re-recording her albums and the provenance of Meredith and Olivia’s names. All ask answerers have remained equal here, where follower counts are private, and “influencer” is a dirty word.

Standing up for what’s right.

In the last five years, you continued to fight for net neutrality. You worked towards making the internet a safer, kinder, and more joyful space. You’ve celebrated and lamented three very different US presidents. You’ve rallied in the face of racism, learning from and educating each other.

All the memes.

From Superputinelection to the disruption of the international shipping trade, you learned about real-world happenings right here on Tumblr. You remixed reality with the best of ’em in a celebration of new traditions and old—some now illegal to scroll past without reblogging, while reblogging others constitutes a crime. Then there’s the homegrown variety lurking in the depths of tags and posts that couldn’t go viral anywhere but here.

Cottagecore Aesthetics.

You started craving the simpler things in life—the woods, frogs, dresses with aprons, gingham, homemade pies—in an unforeseen age that made living those dreams impossible outside of moodboards, Animal Crossing, and Stardew Valley. Your cottagecore hopes and dreams fueled the Radar and log-in screen.

Destiel goes canon.

In what became one of the biggest moments on Tumblr in the last five years, Destiel went canon. Many times. In many languages. In memes, on your televisions, on your blogs. For decade-long fans of Supernatural and non-fans with transdimensional cracks in their dashboards, November 5 became A Day in 2020.

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In the five years since we celebrated our first decade, you created 170,926,810 new blogs, made 40,798,681,685 new posts, and liked 75,280,353,933 posts, both old and new. You made each other cringe, celebrated the mundane and the extraordinary with your Fuck Yeah blogs, and shared many cursed things we are unable to utter here.

All this to say, come celebrate with us. Stay tuned for some historic reblogs throughout this month of February in the year of the orb, 2022.

Stay weird, Tumblr. You’re doin’ great.

Me, refusing to leave tumblr: sir, this is my emotional support hellsite

Dadmight Alternate First Meeting AU….

Where Izuku was allowed to take the written portion of the exam but was then stopped by Present Mic before he could board the bus. He was told that, due to being quirkless, there was just too much risk to allow him to take the physical exam.

And Izuku is heartbroken at being denied a shot at his dreams. He got so close, yet still failed.

He still makes it into U.A., but it’s U.A’s Gen Ed course.

And while no one is outwardly mean, Izuku still feels isolated from everyone in his class and at his school. It doesn’t help that whenever he attempts to use U.A.’s public gym, he’s once again denied entry as many of the equipment there are deemed too dangerous for him.

One thing leads to another and somehow, this all cumulates into Izuku taking on his entire class’ cleaning duties. Every day. Why you may ask?

Well… just because he can’t be a hero, that doesn’t mean his classmates can’t.

And Izuku will gladly let everyone have an extra hour to themselves to train while he mops the floor, cleans the windows, and wipes the chalkboard. He’s practically a Cinderella. A Cinder-deku.

And who should one day find this Cinder-deku but a skeleton-looking Fairy Godmother named Yagi Toshinori.

Now Yagi’s been struggling to find a new successor at U.A. Sure, the first years are filled with potential, but when Yagi pictures giving them his quirk, his legacy, it feels… unfair.

Yes, One for All will make its user more powerful but… those in Class 1-A and 1-B (even 3-A) were already born with power. With quirks. Would they truly understand the sacredness of One for All? He’s not saying that he thinks they’ll be ungrateful! It’s just… would they treat his quirk as something special?

Or would they only use it as a means to further themselves?

He looks at Young Bakugo, Young Todoroki, even Young Uraraka and all he can see is… selfishness. Not bad selfishness in Uraraka’s case but still….

There wasn’t that spark of truly wanting to help others.

Then one day, Yagi passes by one of the Gen Ed classes and hears… singing?

More specifically, someone is singing the opening to All Might The Anime: The Silver Wars Saga and is belting out the chorus: “No matter who you are/I’ll leap from afar/There’s nothing to fear/Because I am here!”

And when Yagi pokes his head into the classroom, he meets the eyes of the green haired quirkless student that Mic had spoken about and pitied. He meets Midoriya Izuku, cleaning the classroom by himself.

Of course Izuku screams, half from shock and half from embarrassment, when he catches the tall, yellow-haired, scarecrow/skeleton man looking at him.

But after calming down, and giving Yagi a tissue to clean up the blood from his cough, the two begin talking.

And it’s during that conversation that Yagi realizes who he wants his successor to be.

(What follows then is Yagi getting second-hand embarrassment at Izuku’s All Might fanboying, Izuku constantly worrying about Yagi’s health, and the two of them becoming friends. Also, cue training montage at Dagobah beach.)

Return of Princess Tomura!

Wip.