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This whole thing is shit. Erasure of queer people. Kinksters.
Tumblr is for straight wasps. But what history tells me: we will not disappear. We will find another way. And we will be fierce.
No sex please, we’re online
It’s not just Tumblr, people. This shit is getting ridiculous.
Of course it’s not Tumblr! They came for Craigslist personals first because that’s the oldest trick in the book: Sneakily taking down the ‘perverts’ under the guise of vague, high morality goals and working slowly up from the bottom, picking off larger and larger targets. Few people cared about CL because of the stereotype of scary unwashed creeps trawling for sex online. That wasn’t so familiar or cute so it was fair game.
Tumblr is biting at the ‘artists’ heels and suddenly there is a bit more noise, because artists aren’t supposed to be treated like shit, are they? However even now the hair-splitting over what’s porn and therefore garbage and not-art shows that attitudes are not so different. It’s still the same divisive, dangerous us v.s. them mentality that is so easily exploited.
This is why when people tell me I shouldn’t worry about this because ‘my art isn’t porn anyway’ it makes me angry. It means so much more than drawings or a silly blog. This is about people being slowly phased out of their freedoms, rights and agency. History has shown time and time again that whenever power wants to make a crushing move backwards, it comes for what it declares ‘obscene’ first. People are raised to be scared and ignorant of sex so it’s an easy gateway. When they come cracking down on sex is when we most need to pay very close attention. They are not protecting us.
End of an era
I was in Edinburgh for the first time this summer walking down the Royal Mile near parliament and someone called me out, by name, walking in the opposite direction.
It was the oddest thing and for a moment I felt celibratized. I grew up in a small suburb of Chicago where most people knew one another and I never dreamt that I’d achieve recognition outside my hometown, my school my circle of friends like I have with this platform.
People recognize me in bars and come up and ask me if I’m “Sparatcub” and my husband and my friends roll their eyes because it is stupid and I feel embarrassingly conceited writing this so I can only imagine how it looks being read but the last 6-7 years I’ve reached a point where I derive a lot of my personal identity from this ridiculous blog where I post bearish men in various states of undress and, occasionally, myself, a somewhat bearish man.
No matter how vapid I tell myself it is it felt good to have this platform carved out for myself. Like a pillar in my life I could fall back on or be oddly proud of in one way or another. A source of exhibitionism and validity at my fingertips, a motivator to stay in shape and show off from time to time. I’m a co-manager of a call center by trade so it’s not a very glamorous life day to day 😂
I’ve met some incredible people through here, too many to name except I will name @willcolbykettles because he’s beautiful and I ❤️ him. People who I’ve admired even before coming out who worked in porn or modeled that I got to meet because of what I achieved at this little hellsite. Some I’ve only chatted with, others I got to meet in the flesh.
People have asked where they can find me after this. I am on IG as Pontifaxmaximus but I’m not nearly as prolific a poster. It is all original content but it’s pretty PG.
I think my blogging is going to die with this site and I know it was inevitably going to run its course and I know tumblr has been “problematic” forever but it kills me we’re losing out to a, if not blatantly bigoted then, overtly puritanical piece of legislation dressed up to combat sex trafficking. That seems to be the ultra conservative tide the world is currently caught in though.
I’m anxious to see what emerges out of this vacuum that sanitizing tumblr will bring but it’s going to be a dull couple of months (years?) in the meantime. I know I’ve reached the zenith of any follower count (69k, giggidity) I can hope to achieve, as pathetic of a metric that is.
So I guess it’s time a tumble back into obscurity. It was a lot of fun while it lasted at least when I wasn’t being made out to look like a racist or jabbed at for having a small dick.
Thank you all! Promoting the chubby male form has been really empowering for me and hopefully it’s brought joy to some of you guys as well.
I hope to continue to make big boys feel good about themselves but I might have to go about it in person moving forward 😘
My boo. I love him
These two 😍😍
this was a good thread i saw about how of course this is all more trash coming down from the total shit that is sesta/fosta
Sunday morning. Ready.
I really want to go camping with other gays and just have some fun outdoor sex. Like casually everyone’s just horny but still enjoying the camping aspect. Like brokeback mountain with five guys