we all know I’m unkillable.
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#The Great Tumblr Apocalypse #The Last Tumblr Apocalypse
we all know I’m unkillable.
Tags:
#The Great Tumblr Apocalypse #The Last Tumblr Apocalypse
There is a particular take on the destruction of Tumblr that I keep waiting for someone to write, but no one has yet. Which means I apparently need to do it myself.
The take is, essentially, that not only should adults have access to adult content – in itself, valid and true – but also it is important to cultivate SOME social spaces where the overtly/explicitly sexual overlap with the non-sexual. (Not all spaces; I still think it should be illegal to have sex on the sidewalk. But SOME spaces that enable the sexual and the non-sexual to exist side-by-side)
Part of what I think leads to the dehumanization of sex (and subsequently allows the stigma and shame to cling so heavily to it) is the complete bifurcation of life into SEX and EVERYTHING ELSE and never the twain shall meet. When we – at every turn – put all aspects of human life into one sphere, and sex into another, we dehumanize it. We remove the full subjectivity of people from it, which is a problem.
I think we need to actively cultivate spaces LIKE before-time!Tumblr where we can be people, and talk about what happened at work today, and the funny thing our dog did, and how our parents make us crazy during the holidays, and how dare they do X thing on Supernatural, and here’s a great version of that distracted boyfriend meme, and ALSO be able to talk about being horny on main, as the saying goes, and find the right porn clip to fap to. Or post nude selfies. Or hunt down that sweet, sweet NSFW Symbrock fanart.
Having spaces where the explicitly sexual and the non-sexual overlap is important to humanizing sex and, subsequently, de-stigmatizing it (which, it should go without saying, is particularly salient for marginalized people who often suffer way more heavily from sexual stigma)
I think this should be the final word on my NSFW blog before Tumblr purges it. Ironic as it is, on a blog that was created to separate my horny from my main.
But there’s a reason that the tag on @sinesalvatorem that this blog sprung forth from was “#is this nsfw?” Because sometimes you just don’t know, and spaces where you can exist at that boundary are important in themselves.
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#yes this #The Great Tumblr Apocalypse #The Last Tumblr Apocalypse #sexuality and lack thereof #(fun fact: according to Know Your Meme the first known use of the term ”horny on main” was someone on hypno-fetishist Twitter)
But seriously, on the whole? I’m gonna miss this place when it finally enters it’s final FINAL FINAL death throes, because for all of its faults, all of its shitty design, Tumblr was undoubtedly great platform in one respect at least: the micro-blogging format here was ideal for lurkers.
Reblogging coupled with the unique style of tag-comments the fandom developed here suddenly made visible the big chains of lurkers who normally don’t interact with the work or its creator directly, but they pass it along in their own little circles, putting up your content up in their own spaces, adding all these heartwarming tags like “it’s great!!”, “omg i love u” or “i’d read that”s.
I create sometimes, when the mood strikes, but I was always mostly a lurker, actually! Especially back on LJ.
I’m old enough for my ancient, defunct LJ account with less than 10 entries to be still floating out there somewhere, and old enough that migrating to DW is less painful due to nostalgia factor. Yet, it is a nostalgia factor brought on mostly by the fact that for years, LJ was primary place to lurk on!
After clicking through all the “yep I’m old enough to view those entries :) :) :)” buttons on the way, of course.
((The image below: old-school “Lurker Day” LJ/DW banner, one of many you can still find out there – this one’s from https://soc-puppet.dreamwidth.org/))
This so hard. It’s the reason Tumblr became my home rather than any other social network.
Because Lurker is my creature-type. I started on Tumblr exclusively reblogging things and adding those little comments about what I liked about them. And I always felt like those comments were inadequate to express how much I got out of the thing, but I figured saying a small amount badly was better than nothing.
And then I gradually gained more confidence in the idea that I could say original things and they’d also be good. At least good to me. Maybe other people too, if they happened upon it, but that wasn’t necessary. It just had to be good to me.
And then, well, I became sinesalvatorem. Like, me. /I/ became this fucking blog. It stopped being a url I registered so Tumblr would let me have a dashboard to lurk a bunch of cool people. I became the blog because I was able to really believe that I could let my Self out here.
Which only happened because I had a place where I could reblog other people’s stuff with mediocre commentary, and that was OK. So it was also OK if my mediocre statements stood on their own. And maybe, eventually, stopped being mediocre – but only to the extent that I stopped caring if they were.
Because what mattered was (-matters -is) they’re /me/
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#same!!! #if I am capable of pulling off Dreamwidth blogging now it is only because Tumblr gave me the space to grow #and yes I have an LJ with one entry #(it’s an entry directing people to my Tumblr) #The Great Tumblr Apocalypse #The Last Tumblr Apocalypse #Livejournal #Dreamwidth #yes this
“here are some alternates to tumblr! like newgrounds or pixiv” yall just, straight up stopped suggesting sites even remotely similar to tumblr and are just saying random shit now. guys lets all move to the comments section of youtube
you’re not thinking big enough. time to move to target dot com product reviews.
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#anything that makes me laugh this much deserves a reblog #The Great Tumblr Apocalypse #The Last Tumblr Apocalypse