#enough musk spam

[wilhelmwrobel]

I feel like there's a part of that whole "Musk is getting rid of the block feature" discussion that we should pay more attention to.

Just to note: while what I'm saying isn't a groundbreaking revelation, it's a lens we need to adopt more in current political discourse.

... when right-wingers talk about "free speech" their definition is different to yours. To you it means being able to express yourself without being silenced. To them it means "I want you to be forced to listen to my vilest takes."

Under that definition the people on FOX complaining about their lack of freedom of speech to millions of viewers suddenly makes sense. It also works really well with Musk's antics about Twitter being a bastion of freedom of speech while banning journalists and why it's a very straightforward progression to, at some points, take the block function away.

Ever ponder why right-wing platforms like Parler and Truth Social don't succeed? They're just echo chambers for right wingers, of which there's - let's be real here - no shortage. No, they need a liberal audience and none of these apps provided that.

But here's the key takeaway from this: This concept is the whole foundation to Trump's appeal.

Since that escalator-ride Trump has been a megaphone for the most unhinged right-wing takes. And due to the, let's be frank, surreal spectacle of it, liberals couldn't take their eyes off of him. (Edit: It's also why the Trump indictments seem to help Trump. It's the promise of a highly visible platform to his base)

If you're wondering why DeSantis imploded on the runway of his campaign, it's exactly that. He drew enough attention to him but didn't do an obscene enough victory dance after hurting people. He didn't announce, commentate and rub the cruelty in enough. It's the stuff the right goes beserk for at the moment. "Triggering the libs" and "free speech" are synonymous to them. And - if nothing else - Trump is great at forcing us to watch and listen. That man tried to make 9/11 about himself.

And, this right here, is your call-to-action: I want you to break that spell.

The difference between "Trump, the Messiah of proto-fascists" and "Trump, a lunatic ranting at people distancing themselves from him" is your attention. Don't give him any.

We don't need any further proof that he's despicable. If somebody hasn't turned away from him now it's not because they haven't realized it yet. So can we please ignore him now and watch his base drop him like a hot potato just like they did with DeSantis?

[akhiluk]

Closing the birdsite account

The only difference I’ve noticed after deactivating my birdsite account is that I have one less item in my password manager app.

[quohotos]

God I'm so tired of having shit like this in my news feed. This is not news. Stop just printing every thing this moron says like it's news. It's pathetic!

[konigsblog]

riding simon riley...

cw: female reader, female anatomy.

mdni - 18+ - minors will be blocked.

the smell of simon's musk and cologne fills your nostrils, prominent in the air as you grind your wet cunt against his hard, thick boner. your slick pussy drools onto his stiff shaft, his burly arms behind his head as he smirks up at you, watching the effect he has on you. you're a fucking mess; slick, panting, and your breathing laboured and heavy. you roll your eyes to the back of your head, rubbing your clit in soft, soothing circles as you tighten your core.

you sit up, angling the head of his dick against your slit, to your tight hole. slowly, you ease down onto him, each inch of his lengthy cock sliding into your slicken pussy. you whimper quietly, simon quietly chuckles at you, pushing your hips down and thrusting up into you, a grin stained on his face as you begin bouncing. you rock your hips, bouncing onto his weeping dick and looking down at him breathlessly.

“go on, baby... play with you’r nipples, yeah?”

your moans come out stuttered and loud, eyes watering due to your growing orgasm as you bounce on his hard cock, toying with your hard, perky nipples. you ride him so well; taking his big cock perfectly just like he expects. he grunts out, groaning hoarsely at the pulsing sensation of your pussy around his dick, your cunt drooling onto him. “c’mon, takin’ me so well. let’s get faster, hmm?” he encourages, grinding up into you and working your hips down onto his lap.

you yelp out when you feel him push against your cervix, his pink tip rubbing at your cervix back and forth as you bounce faster onto him. looking down at him lustfully, you moan out, playing with your hardened nipples as your orgasm washes through you unexpectedly, walls tightening and spamming around him as you cum down his veiny dick, riding him weakly as your thighs tremble like jelly, unable to balance yourself as you become dizzy and fucked-out stupid. he breathes heavily, chuckling at the mess of you and squeezing your waist tightly, hard enough to leave dark bruises as he bucks his broad hips skywards into your hole once again, shooting strings of his potent load into your sopping pussy.

“did so well, darlin’...”

[savorypink]

sweetener

to celebrate a certain milestone, you attempt to bake a cake.

smut. loosely based on an ask + an ariana song.

“They’re in the chat talking about how pretty you look. Dunno if you saw.”

 You can hear the smile in Alex’s voice as you continue to whisk the cake batter in the mixing bowl. In honor of recently hitting a milestone in subscribers, you proposed baking a cake. The audience received you very warmly; though you and Alex both had your worries, things couldn’t be going any better than they are now. Once the batter is smooth, you pull the whisk out, giving it a few kitten licks.

“And you said no one would want to watch me bake,” you say with your hands on your hips.

Alex moves from behind the camera to stroll into the kitchen, sitting on the counter behind you. “I said no one would watch if you still had your clothes on. We came to an agreement about that, though.”

You and Alex had agreed that you’d at least wear an apron and some panties. He fought hard for you to wear little to nothing, ultimately putting your comfort first and his desires last. You like to save his favorite costumes and lingerie for when the cameras aren’t rolling anyway.

“I guess I’m not that pretty then, huh?” You faux pout, turning to him. Alex hops off the counter, coming behind you to wrap his arms around your middle. You immediately fall back into his embrace, the musk of his cologne and the candied scent of your perfume still clinging to his shirt from the night prior.

“Nonsense. You’re beautiful.” He coos in your ear, peppering your neck with wet kisses. He isn’t throwing you off intentionally, but you don't remember what you were doing until you get a whiff of the batter and see multiple heart emojis spamming the chat. You dip your finger into the bowl, clearing your throat to get Alex to stop.

“Try it. I think it might be my best.”

Lifting the batter-dipped finger to his lips, Alex’s eyes remain locked on yours as he takes the digit into his mouth. As you expected, his mouth lingers longer than expected, slowly pulling the finger out of his warm mouth, equally in part to rile you up and get the audience excited. You hate that it’s working.

“That’s good, babe.” The laptop chimes a familiar sound, informing you that you’ve received a donation. Alex inches closer to the screen with you still in his arms, his erection shamelessly against your ass; you wiggle against him as he squints to read the message attached to the donation. He gives your ass a small smack when his voice gets shaky.

“Stop that. What does “down bad” mean? Why are they “down bad” for us?”

“It means they love us,” you giggle. Your innocent wiggles grow harsher, reveling in the feeling of Alex’s sweatpants against your core. You feel your apron beginning to loosen, Alex undoing the bow you perfected on the back of it. 

“So it’s a compliment. What do we say when we get compliments?” It took him long enough; one of his hands comes up to massage your breasts while the other dips into your soaked panties, wasting no time thrusting his fingers in your cunt. You fall back against him once more, your legs opening wider.

“Mmm. Thank you,” you breathe, licking your dry lips.

His fingers leave your core, and before you can whine about the emptiness, the fingers enter your mouth. You moan around his knuckles, your tongue swirling around the fingers, savoring every last drop of your wetness.

“Good girl. My girl is so pretty and kind, yeah?” His fingers go farther down your throat, your panties itching to come off. “She deserves a reward for baking for you today. Doesn’t she?”

You don’t need the viewers' agreement; he’ll reward you regardless. His fingers pop out your mouth to remove your apron, dropping it on the tile below you. Your panties slide off next, stepping out of them with shaky legs. Alex pats the countertop behind him, gesturing for you to sit on it. Before you can move, he picks you up by the hips and places you there himself. You can hardly contain your laughter as he attacks your body with kisses, the pecks turning into small nips and bites as he goes further down your body.

“Open up for me.”

You spread your legs apart, the cold marble of the countertop raising goosebumps on your thighs. Alex moves out of frame so the camera can view your core unobstructed. More donations pour in, and the chat seems never-ending. He spreads your lips open with his fingers, marveling as your slick drips onto the countertop, watching your core tighten around nothing.

“Screenshots tend to last longer,” he jokes. “They may love you, but not as much as I do.”

You run your fingers through his hair, disheveling it further. “I know. Now get to work.”

Alex licks a long, languid stripe up your core, your toes curling inward as your grip on his hair tightens. He begins lapping at your core, every bump on his tongue intensifying his licks and suckles, your hips nudging into his eager mouth. You look towards the laptop with blurry lenses, not comprehending a single word on the screen.

Every swerve and curve of his tongue becomes more relentless by the passing second, your moans fueling the fire in the pit of his stomach. He massages your trembling thighs with one hand while the other palms at the dent in his sweatpants, his thumb ghosting over his clothed tip. With his eyes shut, his mouth continues its blissful offense on your cunt, his long lashes sitting pretty on along his eyelids.

The computer dings some more, though you aren’t too focused on it since your heart is pounding in your ears. The heat in your core and stomach is undeniable, your hips beginning to roll against Alex’s mouth, your release in your sights. Alex’s technique eventually becomes sloppy, switching from suckling and licks to darting his tongue inside you. His tongue, hot and wet, strokes your walls heavenly as you clench around his tongue for the final time. Along with your core, every part of you feels numb, your pants becoming heavier as Alex continues to mouth at your cunt, in search of his release. You pat his head as encouragement, smiling down at him in a daze.

“You look so hot, Al.”

He grunts against your cunt, your words albeit small, yet effective in getting him over the edge. Treading your hands through his sweaty locks, your cunt swells at the sight of the wet spot in his sweats. His lips glisten under the glow of the kitchen lights, plump and swollen as he licks away your slick from his lips.

“You’re better than any fuckin’ cake.”

[syeren]

NEW YEAR, NEW ME.

summary — after the both of you decided to break off your relationship, geto lays alone in his apartment, reminiscing over, over, and over about you.

tags — angst

His finger shakily tapped along his knee as he braced himself for the nth time. A call. A stupid. Fucking. Call. Geto gulped down a lump in his throat as he heard a voice on the other end.

“… Hello?”

“Is this… I mean— I’ve been trying to reach you, haven’t you received my calls?”

“Oh, no sorry. I think you have the wrong number.”

“I… See, yeah… Yeah, I should’ve judged by the voice.”

“No worries! I think I’ve seen your number floating around frequently during the past week, I didn’t pick up though. Genuinely, I thought it was another spam call—“

“Ah, I’m sorry for troubling you. I’ll end the call now, have a nice day.”

“You too—“

Beep. Beep. Beep.

A clammy hand dragged down his dehydrated skin, his long lashes poking out through the gaps left open by lazy fingers. A deep rumble from a sigh vibrated in his throat, then echoed around his humid studio apartment… Drenched in nauseating vanilla musk cologne, and thick smoke billowed from a half-lit cigarette. In the corner of his apartment was a Vinyl player, playing Chet Baker softly as he thought.

“… Fuckin’ hell.”

He slowly got up from his hunched position against the wall, pushing some weight off of the surface to compensate the weakened muscles he had left. He had no courage or stamina to even reach the front door if anyone wanted to check up on him, perhaps he had been too optimistic about that mere thought.

He stumbled in his apartment, toppling over heaps of garbage and empty liquor bottles, a loud statement of his pain. As he neared his unkept bed, he plopped onto his flat, tear-stained mattress. The quiet rumble of traffic outside his apartment window was his alarm clock, while the occasional chatter from his next-door neighbours were his source of entertainment. Amongst those were the occasional pops of fireworks going off in the distance, ahh yes, the welcoming of the new year.

Another year, he thought, to wake up and go through his schedule on autopilot. It was rinse and repeat, at this point. His body clock already stopped working after countless nights of insomnia, and he spent that time thinking… Again. Another day, another year.

The record continued to play, aiding the descent into his brain once more. It had been a long time since he last seen you, heard your voice, felt you in his arms— Hell, the fact he couldn’t reach you anymore was already driving him insane. What drove you away? Perhaps it was his lack of understanding towards you, maybe it was the fact he stuck his nose into his own stuff and never had the light of day just to talk— Properly, that time. However, it may be the certain situation that he was burying himself into, the over-thinking. Did you get tired of it? Were you too exhausted to put up with it?

He wanted to understand. Those countless nights he spent just pondering over his own pessimism and confusion, it was enough for him already. He turned his dreary body around, planting his face against the pillow and shutting his eyes. He nestled into the illusion of comfort, but the true beauty of peace is long gone.

The intoxicating vanilla and musk clung to his bedsheets, doused in the saltiness of tears and a hint of fresh pine. He hadn’t taken a shower yet, a proper bath didn’t even pop into one of his hundreds of thoughts running in his brain until now; thus, he opted to submerge himself in his racks of cologne and perfume for the meantime. His eyes darted sideways, tilting his head to the darkness the night sky blanketed him with. Another sigh left his lips.

“… Did I not love them enough?” his voice broke through like a scratchy record, hoarse and unpleasant. A broken record of anxiety and negativity. “Did I love them too much?”

He laid there on top of his bed, drifting off into a dreamless sleep. Sleep sounds good, real good. To simply release those relaxing chemicals into your brain, signalling it to shut down. He wished he could that to his thoughts all day but, he holds on to something he can’t achieve— The notion to meet you once more. As the time passed, he felt his body sinking deeper into his mattress and—

Ring. Ring. Ring.

A groan bursted out as he lazily reached over to his bedside table, grabbing his phone and putting it to his ear. He knew that he would get another mouthful of false-positive comments from his buds, and he sucked in a breath once pressing ‘answer.’

“Satoru, I already—”

“Geto?”

The familiar chime sound, it was the type of bell that twinkles and flutters; much like a Furin in a soft Summer breeze. It wasn’t anything like the Church bell noise that Satoru’s voice gave off, resounding, rich, yet clanging to his ears. His eyes shot open as he clambered to sit up in his bed, crossing his legs as he tried to gather his scatterplot of thoughts.

“Hey,” he managed to croak out, albeit with a loud voice crack. “I didn’t… Expect you to call me.”

“Satoru told me I should check in with you, so that’s why,” your voice sounded like you were smiling through your words. He swore he could picture you smiling. “This is my new number, you can save it if you would like.”

“Ah, I wouldn’t want to disturb you, however.”

“No, no! You wouldn’t. Well, I just wanted to check in.”

“Okay, okay… No promises on being convinced,” he added, chuckling awkwardly as he cleared his throat into his fist.

“Alright. Well, I’m gonna hang up now, okay? Stay safe, Geto.”

“Mhm, you too. Thanks— For checking in, I mean.”

“No worries, bye!”

“Goodbye.”

Beep. Beep. Beep.

He immediately threw his phone down to his side as cold sweat profusely beaded around his temples. Black, messy locks draped over his eyes, and his gaze shot down at the mattress beneath him. Slowly, he leaned back against the wall once more, staring at the phone that connected you and him together. Even if it were brief.

All the times he called you, wanted to talk to you, hear that voice… Yet he wussed out, only managing to blurt out a quick ‘thanks for checking in.’ He wanted to profess his adoration, his emotions he held deep within his heart but once he finally got the chance to tell you, it didn’t meet to his expectations. Strings of profanities left his lips, muttering out into the silence of his own home.

Just as the clock renewed itself on that plastic display, he too, decided for that change. The unfamiliarity of the numbers twinkled in his eyes, and surely this would be a sign of hope. To pick himself up and just start anew— Well, once he figures out how to fix up his living quarters, that is.

The distant popping and cheers echoed from his complex and outside, and once Geto looked over at the clock, it was 12:00 AM sharp. A painful chuckle left his lips as his head craned back to rest against the surface. A new year, huh? It was ironic, how cheerful and abundant the atmosphere was throughout the building and the city, yet here he was wallowing in nothing but the repetitive Chet Baker record he had on. He reached in his pocket, grabbing the same pack of Camel he had and popping a cigarette up. Pressing the stick between his lips and lighting the butt, he inhaled deeply and blew out a thick cloud of smoke. The Turkish blend scattered through the air, filling the room with hazy puffs.

Another day, another year. Maybe this one will treat him better.

_______________

an; happy new year! :3 LOL i didn’t think i would make an angst for the new year, but i’ll infuse all my good energy into this post so it won’t affect ur upcoming blessings <3 creds to saltinesaltine1

[feminismisstillahatemovement]

Amidst the ongoing legal jabs from both Twitter and Elon Musk’s legal teams, it becomes pretty easy to lose the narrative. But while media coverage would likely give the impression that Musk is simply trying to weasel out of a $44 billion deal, the two parties’ conflict is actually based on a key issue: Twitter bots.

Twitter has maintained that less than 5% of its users are spam or fake accounts, even in its filings to the US Securities and Exchange Commission (SEC). Musk has scoffed at this estimate as the Tesla CEO believes that the number of bots on the social media platform is far higher. An estimate from Dan Woods, the Global Head of Intelligence at F5 and a former FBI special agent specializing in cybersecurity, suggests that Musk’s hunch is spot-on.

In a post on F5’s official website, Woods, who also worked for the CIA as a technical operations officer specializing in cyber operations, estimated that over 80% of Twitter’s accounts are actually bots. Woods was able to come to this conclusion after analyzing the social media platform and its countermeasures against automated accounts.

“When I consider the volume and velocity of automation we’re seeing today, the sophistication of bots that a given set of incentives is likely to attract, and the relative lack of countermeasures I saw in my own research, I can only come to one conclusion: In all likelihood, more than 80% of Twitter accounts are actually bots. This, of course, is my opinion,” Woods wrote.

The former FBI agent noted that bots are generally designed to accomplish a goal. In Twitter’s case, a key goal is to gain followers. More followers mean that an account becomes more influential, which could potentially be a security risk. What’s interesting is that there’s a means to get bots for Twitter, with countless entities offering Twitter accounts, followers, likes, and retweets for a fee. Some are even offered in the dark or deep web.

For research purposes, Woods tried these services on a Twitter account he created. And sure enough, they do work. The former FBI agent paid less than $1,000, but the account has now gained almost 100,000 followers. Woods even tried posting straight gibberish and paying a fee to have his followers retweet it — and they did. With this experience in mind, Woods took his tests further, and the results were pretty damning for Twitter’s anti-bot measures.

“I began to wonder how easy it would be to create a Twitter account using automation. I am not a programmer, but I researched automation frameworks on YouTube and Stack Overflow. Turns out, it’s easy.

“Taking my testing to the next level, over a weekend, I wrote a script that automatically creates Twitter accounts. My rather unsophisticated script was not blocked by any countermeasures. I didn’t try to change my IP address or user agent or do anything to conceal my activities. If it’s that easy for a person with limited skills, imagine how easy it is for an organization of highly skilled, motivated individuals,” Woods wrote.

[shonpota]

Twitter Re acquisition Startegy Things that can be done to get Elon out from Twitter for good

(It is can, and it doesn't meant to be taken seriously anyway)

Please be kind when commenting and reblogging

Everything here are just options, not step by step:

Twitter blue or not, whenever Elon tweet something just make spam of pollings with questions or rephrased of "Do you want Elon Musk to be in Twitter in any job title? Yes or no." If you are afraid of getting accounts, then make dummy accounts. Remember to always vote "no" 😆 we can do it! Flood Elon's reply tweet sections woth that polling and nothing more, only interact with polling and like other polling with alike question to fight against bootlickers algorithm.

^This question is basically improved version of Elon's polling about whether he should step down from CEO position. Which he used the "no" As to move to other job position. This improved question will leave him no space to slip to other job position or even to just exist in Twitter.

Gather information about former twitter employees, make a group chat with them. Ask them about new and old twitter, the good and the bad. Make articles about it, go publish it everywhere.

Make all public posts settings on other social media about how bad twitter is for business and advertisements, tag local and international news and other influencers and request them to do the same.

Make one day or few days without twitter campaign to make social interest in it goes down, notify any local and international news media about this so they put it on news to make twitter popularity goes down and harms also humiliated Elon's megalomaniac and egomaniac side.

😇 Alternative "Good guy" Route😇 : Work together with HQ building owner (because Elon is renting it) to kick Elon out but keep everything intact.

Warning: ?? Unknown??

👽 🍹 Raid 51 But In HQ 🍹👽: Let's hold a gathering party to goes into Twitter San Fransisco HQ on Market Street! Go get barbecue, ice cream, juices, cold snacks and hold a picnic there and try to hold it in the HQ too (you can ask the building owner to open up the door cuz Elon doesn't pay the office) . The polices and armies will less likely arrest such a peaceful fun raid. Go feed the workers and passerby but not Elon.

If this is done then hold an open public job open requests to everyone in around the world and US to be engineers, website and logo designers, codings, etc. Twitter has branches around the countries

DELETE ELON MUSK ACCOUNT/S. Ban his phone number and e-mail.

If possible: Collect money to set a lawyer against him. Remember that Elon is stupid enough to challenge Wachtell (a big name in lawyer world). Go open public fundraising. Demand a high cost compensation from Elon.

News that hold information about lay offs:

More idea to try! 💡 if possible, you can ask the journalist in the news about name details of who got lay off

CEO: Parag Agrawal

Chief Financial Officer: Ned Segal

Head of Legal Policy: Vijaya Gadde

There are also people who get unemployed in Ghana as told in CNBC, the journalist who interviewed is Elliot Smith.

For news about the lay off, The Verge, Euronews, etc can be used.

HQ Location:

Xspace office

https://maps.app.goo.gl/XxtfQNmz3sNp4H1W6

Tesla Factories

Potential Allies for Twitter Take over:

Microsoft:

Meta

Wachtell

Warning: Don't publish this in Twitter, on DMs is fine. It is better if Elon Musk doesn't know about this so he can't prepare anything. Make sure that each accounts unfollowed and block elon musk Twitter too.

Oh anyway a good read:

[capitalist-bastard-showdown]

Welcome one and all to the 2023 Tumblr Capital Bastard Showdown!

A 32-character bracket tournament dedicated to answering the question: "who is the most capitalist bastard in all of fiction?" . Are we voting for our favorites or the biggest bastard of them all? ....yes.

First some ground rules

Absolutely no real people or companies. We get it it’s fun to dunk on people like Elon Musk and Jeff Bezos, but this tournament is more about escapism. Let’s face it, fictional bastardy is more fun to explore than what’s currently going on in the world. This includes YouTube personalities unless it’s very obviously a character far removed from their actual persona as possible such as Angry Joe’s Corporate Commander or Caddicarus’s Spons. In other words: please no Minecraft SMPs please

Acquisition of wealth doesn’t have to be their sole character motivation, but it helps if it’s still significant enough to their character and so long as they’re willing to do morally questionable things in the name of money they qualify. This is not however the “worst boss” showdown so even though Elias Bouchard was quite a popular submission I‘be been informed by Magnus Archive fans that he’s disqualified since he runs a non-profit.

Similarly “bastard” in this context doesn’t necessarily mean they have to be evil, some might even be protagonists in the stories, as such anti-hero characters are allowed so long as they meet the qualifications of having morally grey at best characterizations and money as a significant motivation. “Bastard” is also gender-neutral.

They have be private citizens in their narrative so monarchs and aristocrats are disqualified.

As per usual, you are allowed to make multiple submissions but you’re only allowed one entry per character.

Propaganda, reblogs, and fan art are fine, just try to be reasonable and not spam too much, and at least accept losses with grace. Even if you “call bullshit” on the results, at least be a good sport about it (ie…this is a Tumblr poll, bro please don’t take this too seriously)

Please feel free to shoot me an ask if you have any genuine questions or spot any potential grey areas, constructive feedback is always appreciated.

Characters That Are Already Included

Because they're way too obvious

Moneybags (Spyro) (likewise our mascot)

Mr. Burns (The Simpsons)

Bryce Tankthrust (Brandon Rogers Extended Universe)

Mom (Futurama)

The Onceler (The Lorax)

Feel free to submit here:

SUBMISSIONS ARE CURRENTLY CLOSED

Shameless self promotion: @girlbosswar, @mad-scientist-showdown , @problemgirlbracket , @butler-bracket , @manicpixiedreamgirltournament , @shittycartoonmomshowdown , @umbrellagoblin

The Mods

CFO: @catboy-bill-nye

Please do not try to harass us with propaganda on our main blogs; we have lives outside of our silly Tumblr tournaments

[round-rival]

“Hey, let’s have a Pokémon battle! Loser buys lunch!…and I’m feeling *super* hungry right now~”

A very competitive Pokémon trainer with a massive appetite who also dabbles in competitive eating.

MAIN NOTES

-fat/weight gain/slob/ask RP

-minors DNI

-fairly literate, somewhat picky

-active infrequently cuz of college

-no art is mine unless stated otherwise

MUSE INFO

Nemona’s always had a massive appetite, so it should come as no surprise that she’s really, *really* fat. Despite this, she’s still as peppy as ever, and she’ll still happily challenge you to a Pokémon battle any time. She’s also always been a competitive girl, and as it turns out, Nemona’s hyper-competitive attitude towards Pokémon battling also extends to eating. When she heard about the sport of competitive eating, she figured she was enough of a glutton that she could easily succeed at it and become a competitive eating champion. And so, Nemona started training every hour of every day, constantly shoveling as much food into her greedy maw as possible. She also always makes a point about being able to eat more than anyone else whenever she’s getting food with her friends. If her weight wasn’t already skyrocketing before, it definitely was now. Nemona is fiercely determined to one day become both a Pokémon champion and an eating champion, and she’ll stop at nothing to achieve this.

KINKS

Main kinks: fat, weight gain, stuffing, burping, force feeding, messy eating, laziness, body worship, sweating, musk, immobility/mobility struggles, blob, fat speak, vore, farting, unkemptness, musk/body odor

Maybes: vomit, minor health issues, darker themes

No-nos: piss/scat, popping, underage, death

PLEASE NOTE

I am somewhat selective with who I RP with. I value at least a bit of literacy, and also not constantly spamming me with requests to RP. Spamming me makes me less likely to want to RP with you. I’m also busy a lot of the time. I’m a college student with ADHD. Be patient if I don’t respond immediately. Thank you.

[potbellied-pup]

“…wait, you like me being fat? You want me to get even bigger??…well then! I suppose you wouldn’t mind bringing me some more donuts, then?~”

A potbellied pupper who’s eager to please her mayor.

MAIN NOTES

-fat/weight gain RP

-not opposed to NSFW/sex RP

-minors DNI

-fairly literate, somewhat picky

-no art is mine unless stated otherwise

MUSE INFO

Isabelle has always had a bad habit of stress-eating and idle snacking, but when she took on the job of being the village’s secretary, a rather sedentary position, her waistline practically exploded. She suddenly found herself with a huge, bouncy potbelly, a plump pair of boobs, a double-wide dump truck that got stuck in doorways from time to time, a pair of chubby cheeks that made her look extra adorable, and upper arms big enough that you’d need both your hands to wrap around them.

Isabelle is usually rather shy about her weight, being a tad embarrassed of her corpulent figure that her outfits could never even dream of covering, but when she’s in the presence of her precious mayor, she suddenly gains an air of confidence and flirtatiousness, proudly showing off her blubbery assets. She’ll very often ask her coworkers if they’ve got any snacks to share…even though she always has a massive snack stash in her office. If you walk in on Isabelle while she’s working, she’ll always be idly snacking on something, if she isn’t full-on gorging herself on the job.

When it comes to intimacy, Isabelle typically only has the hots for her mayor, but she’s open to fooling around with anyone who gives her enough snacks. Turns out, the way to a woman’s heart is food. If Isabelle is feeling particularly brave, she and her partner might get up to some indecent activities in the office when no one is looking~

KINKS

Main kinks: fat, weight gain, stuffing, burping, force feeding, messy eating, laziness, body worship, sweating, musk, immobility/mobility struggles, blob, fat speak, vore, farting, unkemptness, musk/body odor

Maybes: vomit, minor health issues, darker themes

No-nos: piss/scat, popping, underage, death

PLEASE NOTE

I am somewhat selective with who I RP with. I value at least a bit of literacy, and also not constantly spamming me with requests to RP. Spamming me makes me less likely to want to RP with you. I’m also busy a lot of the time. I’m a college student with ADHD. Be patient if I don’t respond immediately. Thank you.

[littleeyesofpallas]

It's very funny that while ai art spam on this site tends to fall into some very obvious tropes or genres like repetitive nonsense flower haze cottage core bullshit, or a lot of unimaginative cyberpunk and goth industrial aesthetic cringe, and obviously just a whole lot of porn(but not even any interesting underserviced subgenres), the one thing I've noticed that doesn't feel like it should be an obvious avenue for this grift is the proliferation of Harry Potter garbage? Like the loser porn "addicts"(not that I believe in "porn addiction" but I don't know what else to call it and you know what I mean when I say it. I guess goobers? But I'm not young enough to pull that off. Anyway...), having synergy with ai bros I get. The superficial reading comprehension challenged cyberpunk fans falling for it I get. For some reason the goth kids I sort of get too but I'm not sure why, but it's a subculture already really prone to obvious grifters bullshit so it just sorta feels like it clicks. But why on earth are the holdover potter heads a part of this???

Is it just the virtue of the sheer size of that fanbased, even in its decline? Is it specifically because of the mass exodus of fans inevitably including a reduction in fan art? Like sure ai bros and harry potter fans are both garbage people but it doesn't feel like they're garbage in, like, a complementary way?? Is it that potter heads have intrinsically bad taste* and so the low quality products of ai "fanart" are enough to appease them in ways other fandoms wouldn't really settle for? Is it that they're transphobes and so naturally have been hanging out in musk-ites spaces online? Do they just have some kind of principled commitment to making wrong choices in everything ever?

* and I don't mean that as a reaction to Rowling being Rowling in the past decade. They were always shit books and the fans always had noticeably poor discernment. I've been saying it since 1999 and nothing has changed.

[lutzbug]

I have officially left Twitter/“X”. The situation has gotten so ridiculous that I don’t want to deal with it anymore lol. You would not believe the sheer amount of bots with naked lady PFPs that have been spamming my notifications over the last month or so. I block one and three more pop up in its place. When I look at their page, all the shit they post is something like “Specific economic theories are constructed from rationality which is the same thing as maximizing expected utility by applying the basic postulates to various economic situations.” Every. Single. One. This never used to happen.

On top of the weird spam, there’s obviously the Elon Musk problem and his propensity towards fawning all over far-right shitheels. As a big queer weirdo with the ‘tism, I don’t exactly want to hang out on a website that’s rapidly transforming into Gab or Parler. Tbh far-right talking heads ruin my day every time I see them. On Twitter, you can’t avoid them even if you try, because people think they need to dunk on them in the quote retweets. So here I am on tumblr, where I haven’t even seen one.

Like I said before, my experience with this place has been much more positive than Twitter. I built a big chunk of my audience there, but they followed me here, so that’s been nice!

Anyway I’ll be populating my account with more art soon enough.

[tpquill]

The legacy of the Blue check mark ✔️

I’ve been on Twitter since 2009; long enough to witness the birth of the “legacy blue tick/check” and what it meant.

It’s main reason was to give those in government and the entertainment business a platform where a blue check meant you are the official account of the name created. For the entertainment industry it allowed fans of celebrities to follow them, knowing the person you followed was the legitimate account and not some troll, trolling social media for shits and giggles. For official government accounts it meant you could follow factual political information. For entertainment news channels (like Fox) it meant you could get the latest about the entertainment world. For media industries, it meant you could follow their page for up to the minute news.

For years it’s been like this, normal, safe, reliable…until recently you could post quite happily, follow your favourite celebs, engage in political or domestic subjects. Report accounts (it was very rare in the early yrs) accounts that were being abusive or spamming. And then came a loud mouthed bigoted buffoon, who used the platform for political and personal hits. This dawned a wave of abusive, racist, homophobic, xenophobic behaviour to start crawling out of the gutter. Flooding the platform with vile threats, vile behaviour and very vile people. Twitter suspended the worst of the accounts and pretty soon most social media platforms did the same. The cries of “freedom of speech, first amendment rights being taken away from them” rang out like the wails of a banshee into the night.

This was seen as an abuse of power and then the owner decided to sell the platform on the open market - did Jack Dorsey get bored or was he pushed out? He left Twitter out in the open for anyone to buy at a high price…high price indeed. Twitter during 2020 was instrumental in keeping disinformation as much away as possible by fact checking, adding disclaimers and warnings on posts that were not telling the truth. Suspending accounts abusing the rules and cooling off periods for those not following them. This did not sit well with the loud mouthed who wanted to be able to say what they wanted, lie bare faced on their page or threaten those who opposed their rhetoric. One such loud mouthed opinionated person is Elon Musk. Not the brightest spark in the room. Inherited a wealth from his fathers ownership of an emerald mine in South Africa (actually fact) in other words just like the orange Buffon who used the platform to abuse and lie through - Musk is a trust fund billionaire. Bought Tesla (no he didn’t invent anything) picked the brains of scientists to create SpaceX (his money funded it he’s not the brains behind it the scientists are) the billionaire playboy likes to throw his money around to feel important, has always felt his freedom of speech was hampered by the rules of the previous owners of Twitter. So he put 44b across and bought the platform. Fired practically everyone who had spent several decades working for the company and installed a bunch of yes men to help him run the social media empire.

worst.mistake.ever

Top advertisers fled the platform

Installed a repeatedly nauseating algorithm that doesn’t make sense. It also throws up accounts you have either blocked because of content or accounts you have never followed but hey it’s Musk running the show.

Added sponsorship from pretty crappy, cheap advertisers that flood the area worse than google pop up ads.

And now decided that the blue check mark you had been given by the ownership and proof of who you are to distinguish you from those who would use your name for other trolling means - you need to pay for.

Will remove the blue check mark if you don’t pay up.

No wait, will reinstall your blue check mark if you have over 1mil followers

Has decided to reinstall your blue check because you publicly claimed you wouldn’t pay for it just to rub your nose in it, by inserting a clause that YOU the owner of your page - verified it by your phone number.

How very gracious of the aSSclown. Now for me, the blue check mark doesn’t mean anything. I’m of no importance, I’m not famous, I don’t have a massive following, but I do have an opinion and understand why celebrities have kicked off regarding their check mark that’s been there since they registered with Twitter. I do feel their annoyance because why not? They like to know that their fans are following the real deal. It also helps their careers when they can be seen by advertisers and can advertise their up and coming projects on a social media platform but Musk’s idea of playing the “teach you all a lesson” behaviour is just another step of proof, that he’s as incompetent at running this platform as he is with everything else he touches. Once admired businessman and philanthropist, he’s become more of a laughing stock with his unstable views of trying to clean the platform up. He’s allowed previous banned accounts back on (banned because of their disinformation and hatred) cozied up to dictators, pleaded with others to come back. Spread disinformation regarding people’s support on the ongoing conflict In Ukraine and sided with the opposing side. Posted misinformation and when caught out - claimed the algorithm wasn’t working properly. In other words Elon hasn’t got a clue. While others are creating different platforms to transition too, all eyes are on the orange buffoon, who used this once good media platform, inspire to create as much havoc in the next election, knowing full well that in 2020 he was silenced for his part in sending out misinformation about the election he claimed (falsely) that was rigged against him. Stirred up enough trolls in the gutter by organising a crowd of homegrown terrorists to attack the nations Capitol building to stop the election being certified against him. Musk has proven that he is more in favour of allowing the media platform he doesn’t really care about as it’s losing money, due to his poor handling crash spectacularly into the ground or walk away and allow the likes of the dishonest Republican Party take over and finish what the orange buffoon started. The fact remains that the more he can turn away from Twitter through loss of faith, loss of blue check mark the better - you’re only interfering with his course of carnage anyway.

Or

You can stay and fight - remove his hold on you.

Go into your settings, edit your profile, remove your name and put it back in again - the blue check mark disappears. Add more symbols after your name, it too removes the check mark. Those who have always followed you, know who you are because they will still stay on your followers list. Your account will still be the same just no blue check. Add a photo to your profile that states it’s you. Don’t give Musk the satisfaction of owning you - your legacy mark was given to you as validation, but your fans or followers already know that.

Remember the reason you were given that little blue tick - Musk should never hold that kind of power over you. Those who have paid the $8 well that’s on them and the only reason they’ve done so is for their own reasons or possibly self entitlement - either way, they’re paying a billionaire the privilege of owning them.

#bluechecktwitter #muskdestroyingtwitter #legacybluechecksgone

[just-antithings]

Hey, I'm considering making another Tumblr blog to talk about my 'problematic' ships. Do you think it would be enough to just make a secondary blog or should I start a whole new separate account? I'd rather not deal with a separate account, bc I'd need to manage another email, but i might do it anyway. I was wondering what you/your followers opinions were on what is better?

I can help with this! So, for my more problematic ships, I created a whole other account. (I also created a separate ao3 account, but I'll stick to talking about Tumblr.)

Now, other anon, it depends on how secretive you want to be. I have a mutual who created a sideblog for their more problematic ships in our fandom. They'd made a name for themselves, mainly shipping/creating wholesome content, so while they've always been vocal about saying "ship and let ship", they got nervous about suddenly posting about their problematic ships/headcanons on main, so they made a sideblog.

Since it's a sideblog, their interactions with other blogs are a bit more limited, unless they want to "out" their main, which they did by accident. They made a post, another mutual replied, and then my mutual replied to that, forgetting that when you reply in the notes, it shows your main account url and icon, not your sideblog's url and icon.

From what I've seen, this hasn't caused any problems for them, but while our fandom has lots of anti-leaning people (a big blog in a server I'm in was complaining about proshippers being bad and too many people in the fandom making problematic content or "letting it slide", but that's a separate thing), most people in the fandom seem to go by "block, complain to friends in servers/group chats or make vague posts, and move on".

If the fandom you're (other anon) in has more vocal antis, you might want to make a whole other account, like I have. Now, in my case, the reason I made a completely separate account is that I've gotten stupid. I've gotten really personal on my main fandom blog, and things I've said can make it easy to doxx me. (Like, I wasn't giving out my legal name or anything, but someone with too much time on their hands could go through my personal posts (now deleted) and piece together enough to guess my general location or potentially find my old accounts on other social media, which could lead them to my (dead but not deleted, I think, unless Musk made good on deleting all unused accounts) twt, which has my deadname.)

I also plan on publishing at some point, which I've been open about on my fandom blog, often talking about my original content, not just my fandom stuff. After years of seeing how the anti mindset has infected authors on twitter, I've decided I DO NOT want my fandom persona and the pen name I'll be using when I publish to be connected. Especially when my main fandom is one of the "problematic" ones.

Having a separate account (the email I use is one I already had that I use for spam stuff, like online shopping/subscriptions/etc) makes it so I don't have to be as careful when it comes to sending asks or replying in posts, like my mutual I mentioned above. I'm also more vocal on my "secret account" about ships and other fandoms I've never mentioned on my main account, and the aesthetic is different, too.

Now, for me, I plan on not using my main account after a while and making my "secret account" my main one eventually. (Basically like Shippers Protection Program lmao) For me, privacy/secrecy was the biggest reason for me making a separate account. A side account leaves way too many chances for me to make a "whoops, wrong blog!" mistake when posting or reblogging. For my mutual, a sideblog is enough, since most mutuals they regularly interact with either ship the same problematic ships or support them shipping them, so they wanted to keep their secret blog open enough that their friends/mutuals could find them and talk about their ships.

Basically, my mutual just needed a separate room to feel safe talking about their ships. I needed to move into a whole new house to feel safe talking about my ships/interacting in fandom in general. It's all about what makes you feel safest. Good luck, and have fun!

Some great advice for anon!

[ladykailitha]

Tags

And while I'm at as far as PSAs go:

This Tumblr and not TikTok or X (Twitter for those who avoid it like the plague since Musk took over) the tags are not for flexing or whatever the hell you do over there.

They are search system for those looking for a specific thing. Say you wanted to see Kirk/Spock. You would look for the tags #kirk/spock #spock/kirk and #spirk. It's popular enough that you think that's all you're going to see. Except you don't because people start tagging their Nyota/Spock stories as #spirk because they want to have as many people as possible see their stuff.

Except here's the problem, people. It's against the terms of service you agreed to when you signed up for this little website/app. It's considered spam.

And I will absolutely report for you it. I don't care what the reason is, but especially if you're doing it for sympathy points. "Oh my dog is sick, please send money" tags all the major tags that are trending at the moment so that it gets seen. Tumblr really is the worst place for that sort of thing. Old posts pop up all the time and unless you have that feature turned you can't tell how old a post is.

And while we're talking invasive species in the tags, let's talk about two of my biggest pet peeves.

Y/N and OT3s.

I've seen a couple posts going around for the Y/N stuff, so I won't add much here, only to say that: YOU CANNOT BLOCK IT AT ALL. Because of the / in the middle. If that appears anywhere in a post Tumblr will block you from seeing it because it thinks it's Y/N. It could be Amy/Amelia (talking about the Doctor Who character) and because it has the / the filter system will think it's Y/N.

And just trying to block x character doesn't work either, because the tag might be xcharacter or x character or x/character and even if you filter all three someone will find another way to tag that you didn't think of will appear and suddenly your block list is twelve miles long and growing because people will also tag the character and you still see it. Or a pairing which brings me to...

OT3s. The third and final invasive species. And I think the one that pisses me off the most. Because no (I'm going to keep using Star Trek here, sorry), your Kirk/Bones/Spock is NOT Kirk/Spock, Kirk/Bones, Spock/Bones. And you tagging it as such only clogs the other tags with stuff they don't want to see.

And AGAIN no real way to block the damn thing. Because some people use portmanteaus while others use the slash. And sometimes the use this weird system of naming that you don't understand at all. Like (I hate using Harry Potter, sorry but it's the most prevalent users of the system I've seen) WolfStar for Remus/Sirius. Wolf for the werewolf and Star because Sirius is a star. But if you're not in the fandom you wouldn't know to tag for it. (I know it's a regular pairing and not a OT3, but there are these types of tags for those as well)

So consider this your PSA. Don't tag for things that the post isn't about. Don't tag Y/N. And don't tag OT3s as pairs because it's really not about the pair and you know it's not.

***Just a note, be civil in comments and tags otherwise I will block you. I don't give a fuck.