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Tumblr is still a lowkey garbagefire (but hiding some amazing writers like @astorabound​ and @bingdingfing​ behind unsearchable tags).

I’m back and mentally healthier. Feel free to follow me on twitter or send me questions through my curiouscat.

Q: Am I back on tumblr? A: haha no

Q: Are you writing regularly? A: Kinda

Q: Bounce virus? A: 

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What’s 2mblr?

It’s a replacement somebody’s building for NSFW Tumblr.

I mostly intended to use it as an archive tool (the rest of the site isn’t functional yet anyway), but it looks like it didn’t transfer most of the blog before it got snapped. I have a copy downloaded and I’m looking for where to upload it.

I’m also kind of mad because I wasn’t warned it was going to queue up several days worth of posts advertising itself (I was under the impression it would make *one*). But in any event, some of my content is archived there now.

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I have now transferred this whole blog safely over to a new home at 2mblr.com

You can view it all and Follow me there!

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So unless there are massive changes, this will be my last post on Tumblr. You can currently find me on Twitter here. 

I’ve also got a channel on Tieryn’s Discord here. Cece is also on that server, so it’s a party.

I guess I’ll also moneygrub one last time for the road. My Patreon comes back online on the 10th and you can find it here.

I’m still working out a place to upload content longterm. I’m going to post captions on the Discord (at a slightly reduced rate from my usual Tumblr upload stream), and I’ll probably mirror those to Twitter.

I’ll still check in and respond to messages for the next couple days, but I’m assuming the entire blog will be snapped on the 17th. I’m trying to archive everything, but Tumblr’s archival tool has been running for about 27 hours and doesn’t show any progress, so I may have to do it manually. I’ll figure out a place to toss up the archive at some point too.

General ranty stuff and some other topics below the cut, but those are really the important takeaways.

It’s really frustrating to build on a site and have that site pull the rug out from under you. I’ve already mentioned this, but I’m lucky enough to have a little bit of money coming from Tumblr via private commissions and my Patreon. Other people were relying on this for their entire revenue stream. People used Tumblr to drive things like personal snapchats that were, in some cases, putting a roof over their heads. I guess it’s nice that we got a couple of weeks warning so we could save our content, but they actually rolled out the majority of the changes that neutered NSFW content on Tumblr before they let us know. Apparently the full change happens on the Day to End Violence Against Sex Workers too, so that’s fucking shitty.

I was really close to passing 5k followers. Angery.

My big priority here is moving over and rebuilding a following somewhere else. I love the expansion community, I feel like I fill a niche that gets a little less attention than BE, so I’d like to keep going. It’s frustrating to have what I built taken away though. I go from 4.8k followers to maybe a hundred people who have jumped ship to Twitter. I’m sure a ton of those people were bots on my follower list, but I’m sure a lot more either don’t want to jump to Twitter, don’t want to publicly follow an erotica writer on Twitter, or have already been purged and won’t ever know where I went.

Shit sucks, bro.

That said, small secondary priority: Making my displeasure known to Tumblr, and I hope you do too. Please contact staff at staff@tumblr.com. 1-star the app, if you have a phone that still has it in the app store. I would heavily encourage people to leave the site entirely, at least once the change rolls out. I have some SFW blogs that I’ve removed, though they had an absolutely tiny followership in comparison.

The intent at this point isn’t saving Tumblr, it’s making it clear that nuking NSFW content wholesale was the reason why it crashed and burned. Don’t get me wrong: chances are the site will still be up for the foreseeable future, but I think it’s going to go the way of, say, LiveJournal or MySpace, where it ceases to exist as a notable force of social media. I’d like to make this garbage fire the biggest, shiniest garbage fire it can be, as a beacon to other social media websites in the future.

Cheers everybody.

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Oh, also, due to all the writing I lost, my Patreon is paused until the 10th.

Cheers.

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Will you be going anywhere else to upload your captions? I know quite a few of us would be glad to follow!

I’m gonna be on Twitter for the time being. I don’t really have a plan of attack yet.

Pillowfort looks neat but it’s still in a paid alpha. Blogspot is ancient and clunky, but I guess it works for uploading blog posts that I can link from Twitter?

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Does anybody know if the export backs up your likes and stuff in your messages too? Maybe that’s why mine is taking an eternity.

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I edited it! Nobody saw that!

S the last couple weeks have been rough. I traveled to visit family and then ended up writing exclusively on a laptop that hated uploading anything, and then died on the way back. I lost a lot of shit and had a bad attitude about it.

And now I’m back to find out Tumblr’s going to nuke everything!

Follow me on twitter here, I guess. Not sure where I’m migrating to. If you want anything from this blog, back it up now.

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S the last couple weeks have been rough. I traveled to visit family and then ended up writing exclusively on a laptop that hated uploading anything, and then died on the way back. I lost a lot of shit and had a bad attitude about it.

And now I’m back to find out Tumblr’s going to nuke everything!

Follow me on twitter here, I guess. Not sure where I’m migrating to. If you want anything from this blog, back it up now.

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She took in a breath, and watched as it resulted in a rapturous, jiggling collision. Her breasts, barely-contained in a bra that was two sizes too small two sizes ago, shook deliciously, like pudding molds set onto her chest. Every jiggle was a little explosion of pleasure. Every shake and shimmy was a delight. Her nipples were almost painfully stiff against the little bra--what was it, a G-cup? Please.

She exhaled and then inhaled again, arching her back, feeling the strain until at last, the front clasp all but exploded. Her breasts descended an inch, but were otherwise so firm in shape and rode so high it made little difference. She cooed, brushing a finger across the top of them. Despite their smooth shape, they were oh-so-soft to the touch. Her dress, now, was straining without the bra to act as a front line against her onslaught. She steadied herself, looking at over half a foot of cleavage. Perfect.

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“Ridiculous,” she said out loud, adjusting her thigh-highs upward. Her pink panties, already cut to show off a generous amount of cheek, were being completely overloaded. She wiggled against them, feeling her weight rebound and shake, almost sloshing as her cheeks collided against the straining underwear. Her thighs strained, flexing with hidden muscle against her socks, which responded by rolling down slightly on one leg and tearing a touch on the other.

“Too small?” The photographer asked.

“Not small enough,” she responded, adjusting again, delicately. It was no fun if she just tore through something by hand--she had to really shred it. “I thought I’d have grown out of all this by now.” She bent over, placing her hands on the chair, which strained. “Maybe you can catch it happening, if you’re quick enough.” She smiled, a little, undulating her hips as she felt her shirt rolling up too. “I think I feel a growth spurt coming on.”

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Hi friends! Do you like my work? Do you want more of it? Do you like Choose-Your-Own-Adventure Erotica, voted on by lovely people like yourself? Do you perhaps even want custom captions about images and subject matter YOU provide? Consider subscribing to my Patreon! As it stands, I update every Sunday with either a new caption or a choose-your-own-adventure story. I also update sporadically with captions from people at my $10 tier who buy their own custom caps.

Hope to see you there,

-BEC

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The cruise had been excellent, and none of them quite wanted to leave.

The food? Impressive. The company? Incomparable. The amenities? Immaculate. A solid week, on a state-of-the-art ship, with the best care and services they could hope for. Utter, complete relaxation, and the weight that came with it. They were hardly the only ones--every woman on the ship, almost from day one, found themselves swollen, thighs thickening, asses plumping, tits becoming larger, perkier, soft and generous. But in a pleasured, relaxed fog, nobody seemed to think much of it. They had spent a week simply basking in it, the same way they tanned in the sun.

The crewmembers kept providing them with replacement clothes, so there was no real inconvenience. They simply ate, relaxed, grew, and spent their nights drinking and singing and sinking into piles of each other’s soft flesh, larger and more luxuriant by the night. When they finally disembarked to take a loop around the island they’d alighted on, they found their legs strong and steady, with a powerful, feminine grace. It was an adventurous day on the beach, clad in fresh, new, slightly-too-small bikinis, drinking beers and casually tossing a beachball to each other after a day of sightseeing. They took a picture together, partially to commemorate it, and partially as a progress picture. They had a week to return back to the states, and they were sure they’d only be larger and softer when they arrived.

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((When I wrote this up, PlumpBubbles’ DA was down. It apparently came up again between when I queued this and when it posted, so reblogging to spread the word.))

The leotard was one of the best decisions she’d ever made. Keeping her vast and still-swelling lower body clothed was an ordeal in the best of conditions. She’d shredded pants and snapped panties. Shorts had been overwhelmed and stretched to the point of uselessness. Skirts were a fading dream–she’d tried on what should have been floor length and found it pooled around her ankles in front and short enough to be indecent in back. Now, at least, she was technically decent–which was really the best kind of decent, as far as she was concerned.

Her ass was enormous, that much was obvious. But she still liked to say it out loud and watch the looks on people’s faces when they realized exactly how unabashed she was about her huge size. She liked to think it to herself, every time she got a glimpse of the massive pear looking back at her in the mirror. She took pictures of it at every opportunity, and put them together into little collages, or before-and-afters showing how she’d tripled her weight in six months. More than anything though, she liked to put in the time, massaging it with cremes and lotions, taking her supplements every day so that she could make it bigger. And bigger, and bigger. There had to be a stopping point eventually, and most people might have declared it sixty or seventy pounds ago. But while she was a lot of things, a wobbling, orgasmically gigantic pear, for one, she certainly wasn’t a quitter.

((Morph provided by the excellent PlumpBubbles, who appears to have vanished again. :c Nevermind! He’s back on DA, and you can find him here.))

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The leotard was one of the best decisions she’d ever made. Keeping her vast and still-swelling lower body clothed was an ordeal in the best of conditions. She’d shredded pants and snapped panties. Shorts had been overwhelmed and stretched to the point of uselessness. Skirts were a fading dream–she’d tried on what should have been floor length and found it pooled around her ankles in front and short enough to be indecent in back. Now, at least, she was technically decent–which was really the best kind of decent, as far as she was concerned.

Her ass was enormous, that much was obvious. But she still liked to say it out loud and watch the looks on people’s faces when they realized exactly how unabashed she was about her huge size. She liked to think it to herself, every time she got a glimpse of the massive pear looking back at her in the mirror. She took pictures of it at every opportunity, and put them together into little collages, or before-and-afters showing how she’d tripled her weight in six months. More than anything though, she liked to put in the time, massaging it with cremes and lotions, taking her supplements every day so that she could make it bigger. And bigger, and bigger. There had to be a stopping point eventually, and most people might have declared it sixty or seventy pounds ago. But while she was a lot of things, a wobbling, orgasmically gigantic pear, for one, she certainly wasn’t a quitter.

((Morph provided by the excellent PlumpBubbles, who appears to have vanished again. :c Nevermind! He’s back on DA, and you can find him here.))

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My man Jack at it again with the quality commentary.

When I have free time I’m gonna do a shout-out roundup for everybody I’ve been following lately to give a little boost to indie porn blogs. Until/unless there’s a good one-size-fits-all solution for a place to migrate to, everybody’s gotta stick together and drive traffic to each other since the platform is now inherently hostile to our work.

Hopefully we find a new platform to latch onto, but it always sucks going into this sort of shift. No matter what, this represents a net loss of traffic for NSFW artists, writers and sex workers. Even if there’s a good place to jump ship to, some of our followers and fans aren’t going to like it, others aren’t on Tumblr chiefly for porn and won’t jump ship until their main focus is similarly cut down. I’m fortunate enough that I’m not actually dependent on this work for my living, just some extra cash on the side that I’m tremendously thankful for and lucky to have. For others, this is earth-shaking, batten-down-the-hatches, dawn-of-the-final-day type shit.

Please support your NSFW artists, creators and models during these troubled times and I’ll do what I can to support others in these circles. Be on the lookout and spread the word for good alternatives. This isn’t just for you as a creator, but as a consumer. Most of us want, I think, want to jump to a platform people actually want to use.

-Beck

NSFW Tag Nuked (Emergency Update, please read)

In case you haven’t heard yet, the tag “NSFW” isn’t showing anything in tumblr results. 

Likewise, if you search for a NSFW content producer, absolutely nothing comes up. 

So. 

I suppose tonight I am seriously going to look into expanding Splathouse into other platforms. 

In the mean time it is extremely important now that if you’re following a NSFW artist or content producer you REBLOG and SHARE THEIR WORK AS FAR AS YOU CAN. 

Because without the ability for the tag to be searched, they’ve essentially de-platformed an entire group of people. 

There’s a lot I want to say about this. I am incredibly angry. I feel stupid that I didn’t take the time to look into alternative platforms until now. I feel like an absolute fucking moron for ever believing Tumblr during the Yahoo buyout, when they said they wouldn’t hurt NSFW artists. 

I never should have assumed that any one platform truly gives a single fat flying fuck about keeping NSFW content producers and sex workers safe. 

They’ve never cared about us. It was always about money. 

So. Tonight I’m going to look into alternative platforms to load my content. Assume Newgrounds will be the place for fiction for right now. Here’s my soundcloud in case you don’t have a direct link: 

https://soundcloud.com/jacklacroix

I am likely not going to be working on content until I have other platforms up and ready. 

I am literally open to any and all suggestions as to where to go or what to do at this point. I’ve used tumblr because it was incredibly easy to keep all my stuff in one place. 

And now my work can’t even be searched for. 

Splathouse is the largest creative endeavor I have ever been a part of. It is what I have poured literally every ounce of my being into for the last three years in a row. It is the one thing that has seriously pulled me out of my depression and convinced me that what I do and create has merit. 

I am incredibly hurt by all of this. I’m not going to quit. I couldn’t, I love what I do and I love all of you too much. 

But this hurts. 

This hurts a lot.

-j

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((One more quick check-in. I’m still with family atm for the holidays. In light of the whole purge scare and the thus-far permanent safe mode, I would encourage everybody to back up anything they like from my blog. Once I get home and have a full computer, I’m going to back up everything too.

This whole thing is a bit frightening to me. I don’t have a huge following compared to a lot of folks, but I still put in some elbow grease to get the following I do have. It would be a shame for Tumblr to decide it should all just be over with. Likewise, it sucks that until the safe mode thing gets lifted (if it even does) that pretty much the only way people can find me is word of mouth or if they’re porn bots. Funny how those are pretty much untouched even after the fap snap.

I’m looking into alternatives, although what I do is already platform-dependent and morally sketchy at best. That’s what I get for building my own little porn fiefdom on other people’s work, I suppose. Pillowfort is looking like an ideal alternative, depending on whether it makes it out of beta. For now, this is my Twitter to keep in touch in case this blog explodes, I don’t really plan to use it much otherwise. 

Cheers everybody.

-Beck))