kintsukis

[kintsukis]

omniborg‌:

anyways tumgl dot shit is punishing the entire website because they couldn’t do their fucking jobs. like yeah, the p*dophilic content is going, but it’s only because tumblr got banned from app stores. let that sink in. tumblr is now endangering sex workers, content creators, and artists because they couldn’t be assed to do their job. this is a website that marks lgbt+ content as explicit. this website allowed itself to be a breeding ground for p*rn bots and illegal, criminal sexual behavior like child p*rn, and the language they use in the new community guideline page is absolutely disgusting, such as “female-presenting nipples.” firstly , br/easts are not inherently female you absolute bastards. 

secondly, this is going to affect se/x wor/kers—- specifically, by endangering their lives —  content creators, and artists. there’s a section about how “artistic” nudity is fine, but hyper realistic and / or realistic art is also not allowed. the long spiel on their blog that everyone could collectively care less about is false on many accounts. you want to better your community? maybe do your jobs for once. if i report someone for harassment, bullying, or even suicide-baiting, i know tungle won’t do anything. they’re only punishing the community because this website failed at their job of keeping minors safe SO BADLY, they got deleted from the app store.

thirdly, and probably the most important important: VISUAL content is banned. WRITTEN content is not. people can still WRITE CP on this hellsite and get away with it. this move won’t get rid of all cp, just the VISUAL IMAGES OF CP, aka what got tumblr banned from the apple app store in the first place.

also, tumblr could delete my blog for making this post. i legitimately have no idea! the wording in their “update” and new guidelines is so damn vague, i can’t make heads or tails of it. 

so yeah, the p*rn bots will go, and so will the visual child p*rn, ( not written! that’s still okay! ) but also remember that this is only happening because tumblr didn’t do their job. remember that this is happening because tumblr didn’t monitor illegal activity. remember that tumblr let this shit go on for so long that they got deleted from the app store. remember that tumblr intrinsically failed to stop illegal, dangerous, and inappropriate sexual activity from being on their website, and the solution they came up with is to not do their jobs better, but instead endanger a good chunk of its userbase instead of—– wait for it ——– doing their job! 

remember that if tumblr really cared about the people that used this website, it wouldn’t have come to this. remember that this update is not the safest thing for this website, or made for the community. this is tumblr taking the easiest, laziest way out of a problem they refused to address, acknowledge, or fix themselves. tumblr is endangering a good chunk of their user base because as a company, it’s the easiest, cheapest, and fastest way out of the shitstorm they brought upon themselves, and to get in the good graces of apple again so they can get their barely-functioning app back.

also quick note: what REALLY burns my ass is tumblr trying to act like they’re making this place safe for minors. that’s a damn transparent lie. if they gave two shits about keeping minors safe, they would’ve done their jobs or, you know…… Banned CP And P*dophilia. written content will still be allowed. n*zi blogs? that’s okay! gore? also okay! nip nops? no. banned. 

i really don’t have much to say other than tumblr can pretend to give two shits about minors all they want, but it’s real funny how they only care after apple took their half-broken app down. they’re being horrifically transparent and hiding behind “we’re doing this for minors” while failing at every step to protect minors since 2008 or whenever this hellsite was made.

[kintsukis]

For everyone’s information:

The plan for the 17th, when the adult content ban comes in, is to protest.

To do that, we are making as much noise either side of the 17th as possible, and using the site as normal.

On the 17th, dead silence.

People are saying log off but what they really mean is don’t open the site or the app.

But, on the 17th make as much noise as possible on every other platform. Tweet about it and post on facebook and instagram and everywhere else.

What this does is causes a massive dip in ad revenue for one single day. That does not make staff think ‘oh everyone’s gone let’s shut down.’ What it actually makes them think is ‘oh shit people aren’t happy and if people don’t keep using our site we’re out of money and out of jobs.’

A boycott reminds a company that the users (consumers) have the power to make their site (business) worthless with one single coordinated decision.

If you want to join in, here’s what to do:

Do:

Close all open instances of the app and site on all your devices before the 17th

Make posts before and after the 17th on tumblr and other platforms, talking about why this ban is bad

Make posts on other sites during the 17th. Flood the official tumblr staff twitter and facebook with your anger and your opinion

Come back on the 18th and check in

Don’t:

Delete the app from your phone (this doesn’t affect their revenue and since it’s off the store at the moment it’ll be hard to get back)

Delete your account. I mean you can if you want to, but if you keep your account and don’t use it you’re saying to staff that there’s still time to save it. If you delete it’s hard work to come back.

Open the app or website (including specific blogs)

Make any posts (turn down/off your queue and make sure nothing is scheduled)

Go quiet elsewhere. Make it clear that this is just about tumblr, not a mass move away from all social media.

Remember: the execs don’t care about anything but money. Shutting down the site means there’s $0 further income from it. That’s their last possible course of action. If we make it clear we’re not happy, they’ll have to do something or we can do more and more until it becomes too expensive.

Protests take commitment. They’re a defiant action against a business that is doing something wrong. They will try to scare you into not participating, because they’re scared. We hold all the power here, sometimes the execs just need to be reminded of that.

[kintsukis]

    separate  work  from  the  past.  a  mantra  created when she was accepted into  the  r&d  department  at  stark  industries ----  sometimes  the  name  tastes  foreign,  and  she  does  her  best  to  ignore  it.  (  if  she  doesn’t,  she’ll  reminisce  ----  to  an  apartment  long  abandoned,  to  what  could’ve  been  and  almost  loves.  )  HER  WILL  TO  SUCCEED  UNDER  ADVERSITY  MUST  BE  STRONGER  THAN  GHOSTS  OF  YESTERDAY.  

   and  for  the  past  two  years,  it  has  been. 

    it’s  the  second  fireman’s  ball  she’s  attended  in  the  stead  of  the  r&d  department,  one  of  the  few  times  of  the  year  she  has to  interact  with  the  sentient  shitstain  that  calls  itself  obadiah.     it’s  the  first,  however,  that  she  runs  into  him.

  he’s  a  ghost  of  the  past,  she  reminds  herself,  even  if  she  hears  his  voice  next  to  her  at  the  bar,  her  grip  on  her  whiskey  tightening  like  her  throat,  her  lungs,  her  chest.  (  it’s  only  her  first  glass,  but  goddamnit,  she  wishes  that  it  wasn’t. )

   a  dearest  memory  and  her worst  nightmare,  sitting  right  next  to  her.  

   (  if  that  weren’t  awkward  enough,  they  accidentally  made  eye  contact.  )

       still,  she  doesn’t  back  down ---  regal  as  ever,  leveling  an  even  stare  directly  at  him  with  no  sign  of  backing  down.  

           “  good  evening,  mister  stark.  “   she  doesn’t  offer  much  more  than  that,  going  back  to  her  drink  in  one  hand,  and  her  heels  dangling  precariously  from  the  other.  

                           “ it’s  been  a  while. “ /  @armorprotech

[kintsukis]

hewwow it’s my birthday u////u

i’m now twenty three AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA

i’ll be here until 2pm across all my bloggos <3

[kintsukis]

why yes, i changed my icon bc Im Lov She

[kintsukis]

hoi it 10 days until me birth and i wanted to do stuff but

mood: how about DEPRESSION

[kintsukis]

the  last  4  months  have  been  the  worse  months  of  my  life ,    &   everyone  here  has  been  sooo  kind   &   helpful  !    so ,    i  thought  i’d  do  a  giveaway  as  a  thank  you  for  all  the  love  &  support  that  i’ve  recieved  from  all  of  you  muffins  !     thank  you  so  much ,    it  has  really  meant  a  lot  to  me  !  

ALL  EXAMPLES  OF  MY  WORK  CAN  BE  FOUND  HERE .

you  have  to  be  following  me   HERE ,   unfollowing  after  gets  you  banned  from  any  future  giveaways .

each  reblog  counts  as  an  entry ,   not  likes   (  want  extra  entries ?  REBLOG  THIS  POST   or   BECOME  ONE  OF  MY  WATCHERS  ON  DEVIANTART ,  doing  each  gives  you  +1  entry  )

you  gotta  woo  me  in  the  tags  …….   jk   jk 

winners  will  be  chosen  via  a  random  generator ,   once  i  post  the  urls  winners  gotta  respond in  48  hours  or  i’ll  generate  new  ones .

PRIZE  001  :   one  person  gets  a  fully  customized  container  theme   (  code  &  background )  with  fancy  pop  ups  &  what  not ,   the  colouring  psd  used  to  make  it   &  a  matching  dash  icon .

PRIZE  002  :   one  person  gets  a  custom  type  promo ,   the  colouring  psd  used  to  make  it   &  a  matching  dash  icon .

PRIZE  003  :   one  person  gets  a  custom  mobile  header ,   the  colouring  psd  used  to  make  it   &  a  matching  dash  icon .

PRIZE  004  :   one  person  gets  a  custom  psd  &  a  batch  of  200  icons  of  a  fc  of  their  choice .

PRIZE  005  :   two  people  get  a  custom  aesthetic  board ,   the  colouring  psd  used  to  make  it   &  a  dash  icon .

PRIZE  006  :   five  people  get  6  premade  psds ,  2  premade  borders  &  a  graphic  template  of  their  choice .

PRIZE  007  :   ten  people  get  a  premade  psd  &  premade  border  of   there  choice.

[kintsukis]

when ur trying to draft dp fanart to b mean to fentasm not only did i not draft it

it was the wrong fuckign post of a character i hate

[kintsukis]

clydlgn‌.

     make or break,       that’s what this feels like, this waitin’ game.  it’s been a few months, give or take, since the last time he played it and put himself out on the line like this  —  but all too quickly clyde remembers why he stays out of it.  he’s not jimmy, never has been;  he doesn’t have that brightness and ease about him that his brother does, nor is he as vibrant as his little sister ( who, much to his and jimmy’s chagrin, seems to have wrapped joe bang around her little finger  —  but then she’s always been sharp as a tack, too ).  he’s got his charms, they say, but he moves too fast and too earnestly, hopeless in more ways than one, the main bein’ that he just can’t look at a pretty face and forget it the next morning.  that sort of thing doesn’t sit right.  his momma taught him to respect women, yes, but it’s more than that, and it always has been.  it doesn’t feel right.  earl says he’s a romantic like his momma and her ma before her, having known as many generations of logans as he has.  maybe he is.  all clyde knows is he looks and has to hold back from imagining a whole future beyond one night.  that’s the only way it ever works.

     it’s especially hard holdin’ back now.

     ❛  ——keep it,  ❜       the bartender slides the soft, wrinkled bill back across the wood, tugging the coaster beneath her glass back towards him.  he’s got half a mind to down her drink for her, but he already feels a little too  .  .  .  light after she managed to move him, a mountain of a man.  his flesh hand meets the bar again, giving it two solid taps to beckon over some cover as he gets ready to head off with her.  feels like he’ll lose his chance if he doesn’t;  he’s waited too long before.  maybe that’s what it’s been  —  maybe he’s never been very fast at all, everyone else just passin’ him up.  most of ‘em already think he’s slow anyways.   ❛  you ought to keep all that organized.  ❜   there’s a lingering lilt to his voice when he realizes he doesn’t quite know her name.  not knowing his doesn’t seem to bother her, though.  hotshot.   ❛  i’m good t’go.  ❜

          EVEN IF HOTSHOT ROLLS OFF HER TONGUE ----  it’s still not  as  warm  as  a  name....  then  again,  names  have  power,  and  she’d  never  give  her  heart  over  so  willingly.  still,  she  amends  it  quickly  --   walking   contradiction  --  seemingly  flustered  by  her  own  sudden  burst  of  rudeness  and  barren  words..  “  sorry,  i-----  i.....  i  never  got  your.....  uh.....  ‘m  hotaru. “  even  now,  she  stumbles,  trips,  falls  over  everything,  too  embarrassed  to  admit  that  she  was  never  the  kind  of  girl  for  bold  words  and  solitary  nights  ----  SHE’S  HOPELESS,  wanting  romance  in  a  world  that’s  forgotten  it.  she  wants  what  people  that  annoy  her  while  she’s  trying  to  have  a  drink   ----  for  example,  CAPTAIN  GYMBRO  ----  never  seem  to  have  in  mind ---  something  past  one  night.  something  like  trust   “trust  me,  organizing’s  kinda  my  thing.  and  tinkering,  but  that’s  another  story  altogether. “  it  takes  her  a  moment,  but  everything’s  all  tidied  up,  bills  slipped  into the  inner  pocket  of  her  jacket  before  realizing  just  how  strange  she  might  soumd.. “sorry, that was kinda sudden ---  oh, uh.... wait.  i  mean---- “

            give  him  a  chance  to  run  before  he  breaks  your  heart.  that’s  the  general  sentiment  of  what  she’s  about  to  say  next,  flustered  and  dizzy  even  if  she  didn’t  get  to  touch  her  whiskey.  break  my  heart  now  rather  than  later.  as  much  as  she  could  drown  in  this  ----  how  calm  and  soft - spoken   he  is ,  a  rarity  when  she’s  anything  but ---  there’s  a  part  of  her  that  fears  leading  him  on.  (  a  shit  fear  born  of  past  experience  from  people  who  don’t  ask  her  what  she  wants  and  assume.  )  so,  it’s better  to  let  him  know  before  she  starts  to  drown in  that  calmness  of  his....  the  soft  and  the  quiet.

           (  like  the  river  behind  her  house,  or  the kind  of  rain  that  catches  the  sun.  )

           “  .....  this  is  gonna---  i’m  not----  bear  with  me  for  a  sec,  i’m  not...  used  to  this. “   to  people  liking  me,  wanting  to  try  and  send  time  with  me.  I’M  USED  TO  BEING  LONELY !  the  meaning  is  there,  but  the  words  are  left  unsaid.  it’s  too  much,  just  like  her.   “but,  um ----  i-i  really  don’t  want  you  t’get  the  wrong  idea!  i  mean ---  holy  shit  that  came  out  wrong.  i....i  don’t do,  uh.....  that. “  she  gestures  with  one  hand  to  captain  gymbro  flirting  with  some  other  girl,  looking  to  at  least  have  someone  to  go  home  with.  “ i  know  it  sounds  weird,  and  generalizing,  but...  guys  like  mister  ‘do  you  even  lift ‘  that  just  want  a  night  and  nothing  else  ?  that  shit   doesn’t....  well....  i’m  not  really  interested  in  all  that.  it’s  not  that  i  don’t  think  you’re  cute---”  oh  no,  this  is  gonna  get  worse  before  it  gets  better,  already  tongue-tied  again  as  she  quickly  adds “ ----  shit,  i---  i  didn’t  mean t’ -----  i  really... i  really  do  think  you’re  cute  an’  sweet,  holy  shit!!!  it’s  just  that----  well....”  she  can’t  meet  his  eyes  anymore,  both  hands  covering  her  face  now,  “  i’ve  been  accused  of  leadin’  people  on  before  without  me  telling  them  what  i  want.  and....  right  now,  i  just  want  to  go  get  pancakes  at  miss  merrill’s  with  some  good  company....  if  that’s  alright  with  you.  a-and  if  it  isn’t....”

     “ ..... can  you  just  tell  me  now  and  spare  yourself  the  trouble?  ‘cause,  well.... it’d  be  okay  with  me.  i  guess  what  i’m  trying  to  say  is...  i  don’t  trust  like  that.  and  i  feel  like....  you  should  know  that  before  we  go....  “  already,  she’s  bracing  herself  for  one  of  two  outcomes:  being  too  much  at  once,  or  disappointment.  nobody  would  say  yes  to  a  mess  like  her,  right ?

               ....right.

               make  or  break.

[kintsukis]

anyways HEY guess who’s gonna be writing SO DAMN MUCH

its me

im write

hit the heart for plot.

[kintsukis]

hi, so today was shit, more under the cut.

i need to get away from my mother asap. she used my grandmother’s death to guilt trip me for not being “nice” to her despite her acting like the most narcissistic asshole alive, including telling me i didn’t have time to use my own fucking bathroom, then blaming me for not taking my medication after she practically rushed me out the door because i wasn’t ready. as much as i need to be here and support my grandpa, i also need to be as far away from my mother as possible to preserve my own mental health, because she’s actually making my grandmother’s death about her with no regards to my feelings whatsoever. after today, it’s blatantly obvious to me that i need to get away from her.

i don’t know how, since my mother is my ssi payee and hasn’t let me see a drop of it for all 22 years of my life. i can’t get away from her because that would mean i’d have to get my own payee, and i can’t afford that. at this point, i cannot live without my mother’s assistance ( gee, wonder why ) so i need to find a room mate.

i can’t wait for my lease to be up, either---- i need to get away from her.

idk how gofundmes work but i need to find a way to get as far away from her as physically possible! thanks!

[kintsukis]

hey, things have gone from bad to worse even since that last post. but uh, it’s triggering, so i’m putting it under the cut.

hi. you’re here? okay. so... here’s the deal. my grandma passed away in her sleep friday. it was super sudden, as in my mom was with her the day before and she was fine. and now her funeral is this tuesday. i’ve never been to a funeral, at the insistence of my grandma and mom, so.... this will be my first one, and i’m.... well, i’m holding together. drawing and writing and creating is really helping. additionally, my birthday is october 20th, and... i don’t think i’ll be celebrating it, after everything that’s happened. i don’t think i deserve it, you know? and money’s gonna be tight, so i just... bought myself a present and called it good.

i’ll be okay, though. promise. you can dm me for my diskhorde if you wanna.

tuesday’s gonna be freaking rough as hell for me, so be excellent to each other, ok?

love you guys.

[kintsukis]

clydlgn‌:

@kintsukis​    /    ♥.

     with a jolt     it occurs to him that she’s asking to spend even more time in his company, something not too many people do ‘sides his family  —  but for all his surprise, clyde manages to maintain his stoic manners.  upon a closer look, however, one might just spot the widening of honey brown eyes, a sense of something like  .  .  .  quiet wonder flickering across them.  this woman stands a whole FOOT shorter than him, and yet she maneuvers him around with ease.  part of him thinks that he would let her even if she wasn’t fully capable of it  —  but she is, and it does somethin’ to him.  it’s obvious she’s got the kind of fire in her that jimmy always waxed poetic and pretty about when he and bobbie jo had first gotten together.  now it’s him and sylvia, who’s gentle like the still waters of that lake from when they were kids, and clyde wonders if it’s possible to be both fire and water.  she’s asking  —  maybe he ought to find out.     ❛  ——y’like bacon?  merrill’s’ll serve it with eggs all day.  ❜

         christ, she’s real tired   of   some   gym   rat  -  hillbilly  - cousin  -  fucker  telling  her  what  she  can  and  can’t  lift .   sure,  she  was  a  bit  sore  after  just  coming  from  the  gym ,  and  yeah,  this  poor  guy  was  a  good  foot  taller  than  her,   but  she’s  always  up  to  prove  a  clown  wrong.   still ----  she’s . . . well, a bit bashful  -  not  used  to  being  bold  and  brash  by  any  measures  ,   ‘specially  not  with  . . .  cute people.  (  and  holy  shit,  he’s  definitely  cute.  )   she’s  all  but  expecting  him  to  turn  her  down --- she’s  been  turned  down  before,  which  is  fine, but . . . no, it’s  fine.   she’ll  be  fine.   she’ll  just  . . .   never  come  into  this  bar  again  out  of  sheer  embarrassment  despite  the  really  fuckin’  good  whiskey. she’s  bracing  for  it ,  almost  ----  a   more  polite  no,  maybe,  but  still ----  she’s  weird,  and  she  gets  it.  a  quiet  apology  starts  to  leave  her  before  he  replies  with  ----  merrll’s ?  bacon ?!   eggs  ?!   her  stomach  is  already  growling  ---  as  if  to  say  FEED  ME,  ASSHOLE  !!!  THAT  WAS  AT  LEAST  ANOTHER  WORKOUT!!  ---   before  she  fails  to  stop  the  surprised  little  laugh  that  escaped  her ---  DISBELIEF ?  SHOCK ?  ---  before quickly scrambling to form words and attempt to make then come out of her mouth.  “ i love merrill’s!!! could really go for some pancakes... “  no  need  to  mention  she  goes  there  daily,  right?  right?  

         right . . . the  staff’s  seen  her  in  worse  shape ,  and  he’ll  find  out  soon  enough.

         “  uh---- d’ya  wanna  go.... now, or....? “   her voice trails off with a tiny, awkward laugh, before her hand lowers from the back of her neck and she grabs her ( new ) cowboy hat. taking one of the many twenties out ( holy shit, they really thought she couldn’t do it! ) she  starts  at  least  attempting  to  organize  it  and  uses  a  five  for  her  glass  of  whiskey  that  she  never  got  to  touch . “ t’be  honest,  i,  uh... never mind.   ’m  ready  when  you  are,  hotshot  !  “

[kintsukis]

armorprotech‌:

it’s been 84 years but @kintsukis is fuckin screwed

thanks ! im perish!

[kintsukis]

hi why did i try to draft that zelda animatic and tumblr decided to post it

anyways uh. past 2 days have been... bad. i’ll be writing an indepth post on it, but it’s, um. all i can say right now is that i’ve been kicked out of college for a semester, thanks to a clerk that doesn’t treat me as a human fucking being reported me for “disruptive behavior” aka a panic attack that she caused when i specifically walked away from her.

i’m being punished for someone else triggering my anxiety/trauma-related panic attacks, basically. and now my chest pains are back, even though i warned the college about that too.

i need a few days, and then i’ll write the official post. i’ll be focusing on writing more, and also getting back into commissions when i can get a new tablet.

i love you guys, please stay excellent to each other while i’ve been temporarily not here and may continue to be for a few more days/weeks.

love you all

-shelly

[kintsukis]

steeples my fingers as i look at my botw link urls.

to remake or not to remake.

[kintsukis]

me, unable to sleep bc my chest hurts? Yeah

me, pissed because my moms trying to act like its Everything But The Heat Like She Got A PhD While I Wasnt Looking? also yeah