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[invisiblequeen]

Andr*w Sch*lz.

Have you lost your mind.

[elllteo]

Creators I love you but it's time to wake up

Among rumors about our tumblr user data being sold off to Midjourney/Generative AI, recent Extremely transphobic events (that have been ongoing) coming to a head, another extremely concerning internet censorship bill being pushed in upper levels of government, and a general air of frustration over how the site belongs to and is operated by perhaps the second stupidest CEO (second only to twitters own) of our age, I'm very done with the last few vestiges of what the old internet held for artists.

And if you're reading this, you probably are too.

I know we're tired. We are all tired. It is not always viable to pack up shop and move, again and again and again.

From tumblr to twitter to anywhere else we've ever grown up posting, things no longer work. Our audiences are kneecapped by aggressive and hostile algorithms, our reach is abysmal - if we aren't shadow-banned or silenced for one (transphobic) reason or another, we're thrust into an ever growing pit of hostility where the only thing that drives clicks is fighting and contention.

We're tired. We're so fucking tired. We aren't businesses, we aren't content mills, we cannot keep this pace that modern social media has set for us, to wring every ounce of creativity out of us to profit from and leave us rotting.

The key to staying afloat here, and I cannot stress this enough, is to stay connected to your peers.

Pack up and move as units if you must. Exodus from the sites that are killing us. Push your entire friend group of artists to move from one site to the next that promises you a kinder experience.

Art drives movements, it drives change, it is all that encompasses being human. If you take that away from the shitty places, they will be left with nothing but a cesspit of inhumanity and the people who follow you will be more incentivized than ever to move with you.

Yes, this is terrifying. There are no guarantees. There never was, and never are, and never will be.

But stay connected. Stay human.

Support each other and be willing to hold hands and jump when we all - as a group - need to jump from the flames we're all trying to convince ourselves wont kill us before rescue comes.

Rescue isn't coming, rescue will be found hand in hand with each other. I'm offering you my hand, please take it. There's always a new start, there are always helping hands reaching for you. You have to look up from the doom-scroll long enough to see and take them.

[liquidstar]

oc req i got from a friend on cohost for these two hanging out! which eventually turned into me thinking "what if this is just saiph walking up to ramus unprompted on Guild Beach Day, but ramus fully forgot who he was since they last met" and that concept was funny enough to me that thats what the drawing became

but still, here's an edited (technically original) version under the cut bc i think eventually they start to talk for real anyway lol

[toytulini]

me, stupidly and weirdly resistant to listening to audio books vs reading a physical book for no real reason: man i wish there was a way to like, read a book while i crochet like i do with tv shows and movies and podcasts

[ratatatastic]

the special im thinking about ekky smile

[over-fen-and-field]

Screaming nauseously into the void

So, for the past ten months I've had a Mystery Problem Syndrome (MPS) -- unpredictable hours to months of nausea, headaches, dizziness, brain fog, weird muscle things, a dangerous amount of weight loss, all that fun stuff. The working hypothesis from my GI is that it's an autoimmune thing triggered by a viral infection in my intestines that may or may not be temporary on the scale of a year or two, but we haven't been able to totally confirm that's what it is or whether it's going to be a year-long thing or a many-years thing or a forever thing. It's not always clear what's triggering the big flare-ups, but stress is a contributing factor. This is a problem firstly because I'm a PhD student who has always run a little anxious in the way that some ovens run a little hot and secondly because my body cannot tell the difference between stress and excitement.

In practical terms, this means that I've zombied my way through work for about five total months since January, have barely left my town all year even for just little day trips, paused a lot of my big plans like getting more intensive therapy to deal with my driving anxiety, and have had lots of little "fun" moments like barely being able to present my work at a big conference, running out of my roommate's big opera performance to throw up in a trash can in the hall, and spending about two months being unable to even take consistent notes during D&D and not really being able to enjoy it or any of my other hobbies. This was all no good, obviously, but to really add insult to injury, I might have triggered a full-on flare-up by... (drumroll, please)...

Buying groceries for my Halloween party!

Not even throwing the party. Not even drinking too much or eating forbidden foods at the party.

Buying groceries for the party. At the same grocery store I always buy groceries at.

I got too excited while passively noodling about desserts and decorations and how I wanted to arrange the cheeseboard and whether blackberries would be good in sangria.

And have been unable to keep food down since.

I hope I'm miraculously cured by the party itself because I'm going to have a hard time convincing anyone to eat my food (I'm definitely not contagious anymore! I cleared the actual infection in January!) if I'm this noticeably sick during it.

Also I was looking forward to it a lot and a good dozen of my friends are gonna be there and :(

Apparently, I can't look forward to things anymore! I should just sit in a quiet room and contemplate the grass as it grows, careful to maintain complete emotional neutrality.

[ozzyfromthecafeteria]

eyeball emoji. doing the monthly check-in on general system data (mostly seeing if any roles have changed, who’s active and who’s dormant, see if any issues between sysmates have occurred) and hey, mark? you can’t just write down, “potentially catharigenic and/or willogenic, maybe.” and not elaborate any further?? hello?

[lucentshore]

ok actually for the systems following us tho ur mcyt headmates r welcome n safe here, regardless of what their source person has done

just like every other introject they didn't get to choose their source or decide to exist, they split for a reason to help the system itself cope w smth. as long as they aren't harmful towards others or going to attack ppl for harmless opinions, they're welcome n safe on our blog

pls put urselves first. our system isn't following it closely bc of introject-related reasons ourselves. we get it. ur safe here :)

[tommyssupercoolblog]

hey how much is sapnap and matpat in the new tommyinnit video, i want to watch but i don't really want to see them

Matpat isn't in it. Sapnap is but it's just Tommy seeing him coming out of a store, asking if he's fucked up mentally, sapnap says no and Tommy is like "nice seeing you" very dryly and sarcasticly, and leaves. A lot of people say Tommy was being a bitch to him on purpose but he has autism and I ALSO have autism so....idfk

[cappucosmico]

also i'm planning on making a discord server to just unceremoniously dump all my willing friends into so that you can all sniff eachother through the door. i was gonna do that months ago but i got Erm. Distracted. looks over atthe 2 months of 6 cat householdery scared

[grungepoetica]

Treat Transfems Like the Normal People They Are Challenge (Near-Impossible, Any % Speedrun)

[hypodermicfroggy]

So is Tumblr dying for real this time?

'Cause I ain't going to Twitter or its bootleg clones, fuck that entire noise, and I'm not going to Dreamwidth, that shit barely counts as a functional site and is mostly Russian last I checked.

Is it finally time to start cleaning house and packing up for Pillowfort? Are we genuinely at that point?

[spamtoon]

(Out of nowhere, you are approached by a familiar lightbulb-headed Cog.)

Ah, it's you, cat. Thinking you're oh-so-slick. Muttering and whispering under those raggedy whiskers of yours... Thinking I am unable to hear it all...

Well, you've simply underestimated my fantastic hearing. You probably want to know the reason why I'm here, taking a 'break' from my incredibly important scientific breakthroughs? It's quite simple, really!

(She gets close, and squints her eyes.)

I know what you are.

Farewell, now!

(She then leaves the way she came from.)

(Spam giggles immensely, covering her face... it always seems like she's giggling, isn't she? This lasts... at least thirty seconds. Longer than usual.)

And I know what I am too, Sparky! You broke through something, that's for sure. Really, broke through...

(She looks down, continuing to laugh nervously.)

You know, I find it odd you Havent tried to bulb blast me into the stratosphere by now. I mean knowing how you acted with Frostbite. Is there something peculiar about me that you perhaps can't quite track? Something about me that you... don't know what I am?

I know, I know, I'm talking to nobody again. But you were there when I had a moment today with the one the only Frostbite The Bravecog. You may be remaining. Lurking in the shadows. Knowing about these thoughts that I'm thinking.

(The giggling resumes, lasting far shorter this time.)

Your brother's a piece of fucking barp, by the way

(She braces for impact for a few seconds, wincing while smiling, before comically looking around to realize nobody's there. She sighs.)

Wow, okay maybe toony superhero show logic doesn't apply in this situation. Cool.

WAIT I JUST FUCKING REALIZED WHAT SHE MEANT but like. Dude if she meant that then what's the point I mean the whole ahh sellbot department barping knows unless you're Really low on the ladder. Heheh... maybe she did mean what I thought she meant.

Oh i'm so fucking screwed. What kind of bitch gets filament fever

[andresmounts2]

Tumblr changed their notification system & it's so...not tumblr?

[tronlightcyclerun]

sgot to basically the end of b.b/s on ve/ntus' side (yknow, the guy im very connected to, whos being harassed by the guy im afraid of?? that one) and my Fucking Psp Died after about 10 minutes of cutscenes so im gonna have to watch those again to see the end of them!!!!!!! and theyd already inflicted immense dread staring at a wall for trn ninutes and Phantom Stabbing Pains on me this is fine . i would have been screaming on here if i had words to scream with

[creativebrainrot]

This is, genuinely, one of the first times I've contemplated deleting or wiping an account in protest.

If I do, I will be more active on Bluesky and Cohost, maybe Inkblot as well.

I am, frankly disgusted by this site's decision to partner with an AI Data scraping company- especially Midjourney, in a desperate attempt to claw back any profit they can, rather then let the site continue to exist and eventually die out.

I find it absolutely baffling that this is directly after receiving backlash for the CEO's behavior towards Predestrogen. A trans woman who happens to be a sex worker who was unfairly banned. The CEO followed her onto twitter to straight up harass her, sharing her many other online handles. Disgusting behavior.

I was willing to stay on this hellsite and dig my heels in then but now I'm seriously considering wiping this blog clean, deleting my sideblogs, and only keeping an empty shell around to check in on my friends still here.

Fuck this hellsite, Fuck the CEO, Fuck the parent companies, and FUCK AI.

I have no attachment to this site as most of my friends already know me on discord and my many other social media accounts.

Would I miss the community? Yes very much so. But so many of my friends are already on Bluesky or Cohost themselves.

I have no qualms with jumping ship and I know this blog isn't "popular" so to speak but just to throw my two cents out there; Tumblr has been fucking pathetic with it's decisions in regards to to the Palestinian Genocide, Trans womens' treatment on this fucking hellsite, and now partnering with midjourney.

I am not particularly torn between leaving this site or staying until the ship sinks. I have not made a final decision.

To be clear, I find this website fucking disgusting. I don't know what I hope happens to it but I don't care to share my art here anymore. I may delete most of my own original posts here.

For now I remain, in utter contempt of the state of this site, ready to leave.