I think if you want to call something a “———— heritage post” then it needs to be from like, a bygone era of [tumblr]. it can’t be a heritage post if it’s from a year ago
i think the eras of [tumblr] are fairly vague but can pretty much be defined as:
2007–2010 [tumblr]; a mostly unused site. boring.
2010–2014 [tumblr]; fourth biggest social media platform in the world. fandom vs hipster. denny’s. mostly high school/college aged users. most like modern tiktok.
2014–2018 [tumblr]; yahoo acquisition and dashcon killed new user intake. everything became cringe, the vibe changed drastically. most like modern twitter.
2018–2022 [tumblr]; porn ban happened. roughly half the userbase vanished overnight. suddenly a much more insular community of late-20 somethings. most like modern… google plus?
2022–2026 [tumblr]; present day. wordpress started making rapid changes, the porn ban was relaxed, twitter migration started to some extent. life is happy.
2026–2030 [tumblr]; posts removed in favour of tumblr live, no real moderation (outlawing of machine learning), site becomes almost all pornography and shock videos. most like modern 4chan.
2030– [tumblr]; final act of president jess biden is to take the site offline after the string of assassinations it caused. users migrate to tin can on a string dot gov. most like an episode of seinfeld
oof! ouch! hang on there’s something stuck in my shoe *I remove my shoe and turn it over and a small wooden structure tumbles out* well fuck. looks like someone built a little birdhouse in my sole
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Hi there! To celebrate reaching my first follower milestone, I am doing a giveaway! The first 13 people to submit entries to my Google Form will receive a FULL (20+ pages) composite relationship chart reading.
For those who don’t know, composite charts are a method of checking compatibility between two people (of any relationship, not only romantic) that creates an entirely new chart based on the midpoints of two charts, to give you a full and fascinating picture of each facet of your interactions with someone else.
There are a few rules participants must abide by to be considered for this giveaway:
You must be following me (I’ll check)
Anyone who follows me specifically to participate in this giveaway, only to UNfollow me immediately after, will not be allowed to join any future giveaways or similar events.
You must reblog this post at least once
If you don’t fill out the entire Google Form, or you submit information incorrectly, your entry will not be considered. Thank you!
You must be patient. I will be giving myself until TUESDAY, FEBRUARY 14th, 2023 to complete these readings.
Story concept: an orphanage/group home for chosen ones whose families were killed by ~destiny~
It’s run by a chosen heroine whose adventure was 2 decades ago and the sweet team-mom healer from her team, who she has since married.
It’s mostly trope comedy with moments of real emotion, here are some ideas for kids:
—two teenaged boys who WERE barreling towards a tragic rivalry that ends in one of them falling to darkness… until one of them confessed that he was just trying to show off because he has a crush on the other one. They’re now dating and the comedy comes from the universe CONSTANTLY trying to get them to fight and failing.
—an eight year old who keeps tattling on the demons who are whispering to her and then getting into sibling fights with them
—a brooding, edgy fire-wielding boy and a brooding, edgy fire-wielding girl who can’t figure out which mystical signs belong to who
—like six kids named Hope who go by names like “Pink Hope”, “Hope the second” and “I’ve been told I’m not allowed to shorten my name to ‘Ho’ so I will now be going by Dick just to spite them”
IDK if I’m going to write this but it’s fun to worldbuild so here’s some more!
The two fire kids have a big age gap, with the girl being 10 and the boy being 17. They spend so much time together trying to untangle their destinies that they wind up developing a brother-sister relationship. The girl is one of the Hopes and the boy’s name is Fox, which results in the following exchange being commonplace.
A: so then Hope—
B: which Hope?
A: oh, baby fox.
Oh, character consolidation idea: Fox is also one of the boys who dodged a fatal rivalry, obviously being the ‘tempted to the dark side’ half of the equation. His full name is Foxglove, and his boyfriend’s name is Raven. Raven is the one to confess and Fox was so shocked he needed to sit down for like 5 minutes to re-evaluate his entire perspective on reality.
Fox is the EPITOME of “oh shit, I didn’t hate him, I was just gay.”
Fox two years ago: Whenever he laughs I get all sweaty and agitated, and that stupid ‘oh look at me I’m so handsome’ grin is so obnoxious it bothers me for hours after I have talk to the guy! God, Raven’s the worst.
Fox now: yeah, turns out the only thing I hated about Raven is that he wasn’t kissing me right that second
The owner’s wife is a subversion on the “cute, sweet, gentle healer love interest who dies in act 2” trope, and her name is Maribelle. She’s just under five feet tall and built like somebody replaced all her bones with toothpicks— she’s TINY.
She is also, as the villain discovered in spectacularly violent fashion when he kidnapped her, the most dangerous member of the party by far.
Because she ISN’T a cleric and she wasn’t using light magic at all. She uses raw magic, which is a rare talent for humans because it’s hard to control and tends to destroy the weirder before their enemies. Maribelle’s love for her friends was LITERALLY the source of her healing magic, because she uses her emotions to shape her spells.
On the other side of that, the emotions associated with trapping her and threatening to kill her girlfriend? She WRECKED him and took the whole hideout down in the process.
OKAY I named the woman who runs the place, her name is Summer!
A lot of people just know her as “the farner’s daughter” because her particular journey of heroics started with a prophecy that said a farmer’s eldest daughter would bring about the death of the tyrannical king. Which, uh, she did, except that it was Maribelle who killed the guy in Summer’s defense.
A prophet rolls in on wheely shoes with a starbucks Frappuccino: IT TECHNICALLY WASN’T WRONG!
This white boy came over a month ago and asked why my pillow was shiny. I told him it was satin, because I need a satin case to maintain my natural hairstyle overnight.
This past weekend I stayed over at his house after a party because it was too late to go back to Manhattan, and when I got in bed I noticed that one of his pillowcases was satin.
I asked him why a white, nearly bald man needed a satin pillowcase and he said he bought it for me, in case I needed to sleep over sometime. He didn’t want me to ruin my hair on cotton.
I kissed the ever-loving shit out of him.
That’s how you show a brown girl you care.
Update: he’s my boyfriend. our 1 year anniversary is coming up next month.
New Update: We had our two year anniversary on August 9th.
We also have moved in together.
As we went through his stuff for the move, we found the last of those pillowcases he bought for me in 2015.
I'm a PoC, writer, gamer, wine & cat lover, & geek of mythic proportions who plays D&D & loves sailor moon, fantasy & kpop. I mostly reblog. Find out more on my about me page.
I'm a PoC, writer, gamer, wine & cat lover, & geek of mythic proportions who plays D&D & loves sailor moon, fantasy & kpop. I mostly reblog. Find out more on my about me page.
