somewhatavidreader:

somewhatavidreader:

So… I’m trying this:

http://quickguide (.) tumblr (.) com/post/39780378703/backing-up-your-tumblr-blog-to-wordpress

My blog is in the process of being imported in WordPress. It may take a while so I’m going to bed and I’ll see how it goes tomorrow. I’ll keep you posted. It may well be a huge fail but I had to try.

I’m not planning on moving out of Tumblr. It’s just a fail-safe.

Tagging people just in case you want to try.

@fkyb @lazygeisha @andwebegin @florbexter @weilongfu @ctl-yuejie @mypheralside @shaenanigans @sarah-yyy @randomingoftherandomness @dont-leav-eme @freshandnewwie @1akorn @bldramagalore @earthpodd @mygreymemoriesss @m34nplan @starminesister @m34ns @kxrn7knxck

So… It didn’t work for me. The takeaways from this (I hope) temporary hiccup:

  1. Useful information here en(.)forums(.)wordpress(.)com / topic / tumblr – imports /
  2. Don’t be a hothead like yours truly and cancel the import 6 hours in. It may take up to 24 hours before your whole blog is imported! If you tried cancelling and restarting the import yourself, you’re now stuck and you will need help from staff to reset it. Create a new thread in the forum as advised in the above post and add the tags modlook and tumblr import in your thread.
  3. Read WP guidelines regarding mature content (also linked in the above post).

I’ll keep y’all posted whether I finally succeed or give up 😉

It’s done. It worked.

1291 posts, 93 drafts, 3,072 Mb, 13 hours and 51 minutes.

As a means of backing up your content (or content you reblogged, in my case), it’s OK. Not sure I will do anything much with that blog though.

In case you’re curious: somewhatavidreader(.)home(.)blog

Fair warning: I didn’t do any kind or customisation. This is the rough and ready outcome of importing from Tumblr to WP. The default theme I picked does not work well with the kind of posts I have.

FYI I also tried Tumblr export. It’s in your blog settings. The backup went through but I’m still unable to download the resulting Zip. It must be huge.

piczeltv:

We at Piczel.tv are sad to see Tumblr’s stance against NSFW artists, and would like to offer up our services as an alternative to Tumblr’s arbitrary shadowbans, deletions, and general stupidity.

We’re happy to host adult artists who are looking for a new place to call home, and are planning a few key upgrades and features. 

Effectively immediately though, our gallery upload size restriction has been removed, to be likely raised to 10MB in the near future for non-premium users.

As always, we support image sets, and don’t compress anything.

Firstly, for those that have been using tumblr as a portfolio, you’ll need a way to download all of your art, if you don’t have backups somewhere else. We are planning a tool for Piczel.tv that will import zip files full of images, including titles and descriptions if we are able.

Second, we’re planning the following upgrades to piczel in the coming weeks:

1. Bulk upload/import to your piczel.tv gallery
2. Gallery UI cleanup and improvements
3. Gallery performance improvements
4. Gallery comments with in line image and custom emote support
5. Site-wide PMs (in the vein of tumblr asks, but better)
6. Archive button for your piczel account

Don’t forget to follow us on twitter, we may be deleted on the 17th with everyone else. Until then, we’ll make posts here to keep everyone in the loop

Please consider reblogging this to help artists in need.

Nightmares

kxrn7knxck:

Long Time No See- Nightmare fic? drabble? ficlet? who knows what things are called anymore.

This was supposed to be soft… I don’t quite know what happened. anyways, enjoy

A lil bit graphic because these are murder babies, what do you expect?

It had been a long time since the killings had stopped. It had been a long time since all the flecks of blood had been cleaned out from under his nails. It had been such a long time.

The nightmares never went away.

The groans of pain as the final breaths left all of those bodies, so many of them innocent, still echoed around his head every time he closed his eyes. The feeling of flesh being sliced open by the blade, the smell of the bodies, it all came flooding back so often its hardly even fair to say they left at all.

Chisoo didn’t want to tell Gitae. Even getting the words out would require a level of trust that no one with Chisoo’s past could possibly muster up. He loved Gitae, so much so it would frighten him at times. He was terrified of the knowledge that if anything or anyone hurt his boyfriend, he would personally track them down and hack every tooth out of their skull with a machete before gutting them like a fish just to ensure that he got Gitae back in his arms again.

Love was his weak point and after all those years of having been fashioned into a weapon, it was hard to accept having a weak point as being good… Being human. He knew he had to be right, it had to be good, because slowly, slowly, he realised that nothing that felt that way, that safe, that warm, could possibly be anything other than a blessing.

With that being said, the nightmares remained.

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Gitae already knew. He knew the things Chisoo had done, the things he had seen, and he knew the way it weighs on a heart.

So when he was awoken by the love of his life screaming and crying in his sleep, he knew what the problem was. He also knew from experience that waking up Chisoo results in embarrassment, not thankfulness. His boyfriend tries so hard to be strong, being spotted while he was so out of control only made him retreat. So Gitae did the only thing he knew how to.

When another kick in the knee from tossing and turning, trying to escape his own head woke Gitae, he pulled his boyfriend into his chest, so his ear was over his heart, patted his hair slowly and whispered tiny comforts into the air until his heartbeat and unwavering love soothed Chisoo back into a dream, instead of a nightmare.

There were some nights that the movement and noises would wake Chisoo, but before he could muster up the strength to move away, the promises his boyfriend would whisper and the completely unique and utterly intoxicating safety he felt in those moments would only make him cuddle up closer, hold on a little tighter.

Gitae could feel it, of course, but he never brought it up, he only savoured the moments where he could be the one to protect his boyfriend instead. As strong as Chisoo was, he couldn’t keep it up forever.

The promises of love, of safety, of a full and happy life by each other’s sides, however, offered him more strength than he could have ever gained while working for his “Father". Although those words only floated in the air for a moment before fading, they were constantly brought back, again and again, every time Chisoo needed them, and it was enough.

Chisoo was a murderer. He was a weapon and he was a warrior. He was a fighter, but so was Gitae.

Together, they could make it through anything.

ctl-yuejie:

→ PSA

In this house we don’t use Uke/Seme for fictional or real gay couples.

–  it’s Japanese: why would you apply it to non-Japanese people or when speaking/writing in a language that’s not Japanese?!

– from my own experience you don’t use those words even in Japan

– the usage of those words is pretty much limited to Yaoi Manga/Anime, no need to apply this lingo outside of the scene 

end of announcement ←