aphrodite being played by multiple actresses because beauty and love is subjective PLEASE
Idk man it’s so easy to get bogged down in all the bullshit online but when my then-6 year old cousin found out I was trans he said “ok” then corrected my grandma when she misgendered me. I was once the third between a gay man and a lesbian. Two lesbians once invited me back to their place when I presented as a man. I met an AMAB nb butch who looked strikingly to outsiders like a cis man and it was one of the more sapphic experiences I’ve had. I nervously wore a boydyke shirt to pride and got 3 different cis-looking femme folks tell me they loved my shirt. I once told a trans group at a protest that any pronouns were fine for me and one person said “wow, I’m impressed and intimidated by people like that. I don’t know that I could be that chill with pronouns.” I once told a GNC friend I wished I could wear a type of “opposite” gender clothing after I had already transitioned and so it would be associated with my AGAB and he said “You could just do it.” I’ve had cishet men fight cops for me before. The first time I had a doctor ask me if my name was different than what was on my forms I had to try not to cry. Last week, a phone call with a doctor’s office where I am generally cis passing asked unprompted if my name listed is what I want to be called. It touched me then too. I told a lesbian friend once I felt like my attraction to men AND women both felt gay. She said “makes sense.” And we moved on. I go by different pronouns in different circles. I’ve had gay women love my facial hair. I’ve had gay men like my tits. It’s all out there, I promise. It can be hard to find it but I promise there is community like you and community who likes you. And it’s more messy and beautiful than tumblr discourse makes it out to be.
Happy Pride 2022!
I was commissioned by @deviantart this year to do a piece in response to the D*n't Say Gay bill. I was originally unsure how to deal with subject material like this, especially in the month of Pride when we should feel liberated and free to be ourselves. As a member of the Queer community, it felt hard to deal with such a political subject especially when I don't consider myself a very political artist-- my existence is unfortunately political, and it's tiring, really tiring, so I like to keep my art in an idyllic place where I am free to express what I want about gender and love and my interests, like fashion.
This is a serious issue that threatens a lot of us, but I also wanted to keep my chin up and approach it in a way that was morale-boosting. This isn't necessarily a piece to bring attention to the topic, I made it in hopes to create a piece that brought attention to Queer resillience-- it's meant for others who need encouragement.
I wanted to embrace my love of fashion and how it can be a powerful tool of self expression. In a world that tries to limit who we really are, I felt a queerpunk aesthetic really faced that head-on. I wanted the bricolage styles to reflect how I feel surviving this world every day: full of rebellious vigor and pride for who I am.
You can check out the rest of the campaign here: https://bit.ly/DAPride22
Actually no Jimmy and Tango calling each other partners and Tango rushing down the mines to check on Jimmy and Tango jumping off the roof and Jimmy saying ow as we see not only Tango but Jimmy getting hurt. Jimmy coming back and going “And you said you couldn’t build!” to this little place Tango put together. Jimmy coming back with goods and them both going out back and forth to check and get chickens. They meet in death and they melt for each other so quickly. Jimmy comes back with cows and they’re cheering. They share a single bed. They make a animal farm. They communicate sweetly. They’re poor ranchers.
idk im really tired of 15-17 year olds who have never interacted with the gay community irl and spend too much time on tiktok trying to act like the authority on all that is lgbt+
tumblr mobile has seadily become near unusable these past few updates. not just from a user experience perspective (which is important enough in itself) but also from an accessibility perspective.
examples include the new way the image viewer works (if you can call it "working"), the tumblr live button replacing the profile button, and that newly created blogs will be forced to have their main dashboard tab be the 'for you' page.
reverse the recent image viewer update
scrap the new users 'for you' page default setting
let us turn off tumblr live indefinitely
increase efforts against spam / porn bots
make reporting abuse and hate speech as easy as reporting as reporting spam
let us go nuts show nuts again... for real this time
commit to improving usability and accessibility, and listening to users!
(suggestions welcome!)
to protest against these usability issues, and inspired by the recent reddit blackout, i propose a 48 hour blackout (where you don't use tumblr at all). preferably of both mobile and web (since web has problems too) but mobile is the focus here.
this marks the end of pride month (for the "queerest place on the internet") and the start of disability month (since accessibility is a massive issue here).
tumblr office is in San Francisco, USA, so the times and dates will be calculated using their time zone (PDT).
i can't afford to blaze this post so please spread it around as much as possible! protests only work if significant numbers show up!
What do you mean they all died/lost their memories/left to wander in exile? I’m pretty sure everyone’s just hanging out at a pool party actually~
I can’t believe it’s been a whole year since the first episode of Empires!! I made this as a celebration and I had such a blast with it :DDD Be sure to zoom to spot all the details, and lemme know if you want me to post some closeup shots!
Love how tumblr has its own folk stories. Yeah the God of Arepo we’ve all heard the story and we all still cry about it. Yeah that one about the woman locked up for centuries finally getting free. That one about the witch who would marry anyone who could get her house key from her cat and it’s revealed she IS the cat after the narrator befriends the cat.