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some very important info re: paid accounts~

I am not a lawyer, but I can decently interpret legalese and, being as I also suffer from tl;dr syndrome and assume others may as well, I took one for the team and went through the updated TOS for the post+ accounts and highlighted (what I understand to be) the most pertinent information, which ultimately comes down to this:

You cannot monetize copyrighted works (aka charge and earn money from fanfic, fanworks, etc) and if you do decide to put your fanworks behind a paywall via Tumblr, when you are inevitably sued, Tumblr will not protect you and will not defend you and you alone, personally, will be responsible for whatever monetary damages said lawsuit results in.

If anyone is a lawyer and knows I've gotten any of this wrong, please do not hesitate to correct me/this post.

Screenshots taken from Tumblr's TOS (updated 7-21-21), Stripe's Account Agreement, and the post+ FAQs.

1. Your paid account will not be hosted by tumblr; it is routed through a 3rd party.

2. By signing up for a paid account, you're entering into an agreement with Stripe, so in addition to Tumblr's TOS, you are also bound to Stripe's TOS.

3. Stripe, like Tumblr, will not defend you or protect you against any lawsuits.

4. Furthermore, you may end up owing Stripe money (indemnify = compensate)

5. Tumblr's TOS specifically states that you can't put any content on your post+ account that violates any laws, including laws that protect intellectual property rights of others. This is super important, because Tumblr's post+ FAQ also states that you can post anything that you would regularly post on tumblr, which I'm sure many will take to mean that gifsets, fanworks, etc are fair game, since all of that stuff can be posted on tumblr now. However, the difference is, you're not making money from the fanworks you're posting or reblogging now. Once money enters the equation, the game changes.

Tumblr is making it seem like any and all content goes for post+ accounts, knowing 90% of this site is fanworks. This is not true and you'll be opening yourself up for lawsuits if you charge for fanworks.

6. Tumblr further disclaims any and all liability in any legal issues.

tl;dr: Please do not make a post+ account, bc you will be opening yourself to lawsuits and if that happens, Tumblr's response will be not our problem, you agreed to all the terms which said you couldn't do that, sorry not sorry. Please protect yourself.

So many TV shows/movies depict the Epi Pen as a total solution for anaphylaxis...it's not. The Epi Pen gives you 30 minutes to get to a hospital where they can save your life. TV makes it look like you just have to use the Epi Pen and then the crisis is over. Do people without allergies or a loved one with allergies know that an Epi Pen only buys you time? The more I see this on TV the more I worry...

**Maybe you should reblog this because I'm actually worried that most people don't know.

READ THE EPI PEN INSTRUCTIONS TOO!

-Don't cover the back end (blue) of the Epi Pen with your thumb.

-Make sure the Epi Pen clicks when you inject it in the thigh AND hold it down for several seconds.

bro doesnt even have the jennies (certain je ne sais quois)

HUGE shout out to purple for being the only color that has like no losers. Deep purple royal purple bluish purple redish purple pastel purple dusty purple lavender periwinkle violet like. Banger after banger after banger!!

Smashing Pots

Every now and then, people ask me if I should go to art school, and I usually say something like “Do you want to go to art school?” and if they say “Yes,” then I say “Yes,” and if they say “No,” then I say “Don’t.” This is why I am a crappy source of career advice.

However.

There is ONE class that I think nearly every writer, artist, and creative type out there would benefit from, and as it happens, it’s ceramics. Preferably with a strong wheel-throwing component.

No, really.

Back in ceramics class, in college, at the end of the year we would gather up all our dishes and pots and sculptures that we had labored over for weeks—and you really do labor for weeks, because you’re sculpting and drying and firing and glazing and firing again—and we would look at them. And what we generally realized was that we had created a lot of things that sucked. There is just a point where you hold this lumpy-ass thing in your hand and you realize that it has not added to the sum total of awesome in the universe—and that you don’t have to keep it. And then you wind up and fling it into the massive dumpster behind the ceramics studio and it smashes against the bottom and a demented exhilaration surges through you and you grab the next one and smash it and it is glorious. Now, there are people who do not smash their failed work, who cannot bear to do it, and so there was always a shelf full of sad lumpy clay things with a little “free to good home” sign on it. Some of them possibly were adopted eventually. Mostly, though, we learned to smash. Pottery, particularly wheel-throwing, is wonderful for this, incidentally. You fail over and over and you fail fast and you are creating quantity to lead to quality. You throw and throw and throw and things die on the wheel and things die when you take them off the wheel and things explode in the kiln and after you have made a dozen or two dozen or a thousand, none of them are precious any more. There is always more clay.

It breaks you of preciousness and perfectionism. You can’t fiddle for two hours with wet clay on the wheel getting it perfect. It’ll be an over-saturated lump of mud long before then. If the walls are thrown too thin, they are too thin. It’s not worth fixing. Start over. Do it again. Finish, don’t fiddle. I can’t do pottery any more because if I tried to hunch over a wheel these days, my back would go out so hard that I would never walk upright again. But I still think it was one of the most valuable classes I ever took, because it taught me to acknowledge failure, not to fear it, and then smash the hell out of it.

New Bollywood movie to add to the list of Bollywood movie that have utterly destroyed my heart, made me question existence, and fed my soul an array of beautiful emotions and a story for the ages : Kalank.

No, seriously, I'm gonna need a minute here, guys.

This film is ridiculously gorgeous, I mean, the outfits? The sets? The choreography? The lightning and the colours? I'm. I'm speechless. Why is this film so beautiful.

I love the songs, First Class is one of the first Bollywood song I've heard, and one of the first Arijit Singh's song, and I actually had no idea it was from the movie. Ghar More Pardesiya has beautiful lyrics, Kalank is cute and heartbreaking, Tabaah Ho Gaye made me cry... I'm adding the entire album to my list of albums I actually listen to in their entirety, which is a very short list.

Can I sing Alia and Varun's praises again? I know that's three movies of theirs in a row, but what can I say, when ou recognize talent, there's only one thing to do, scream about it to everyone willing (and unwilling) to listen to you go raving mad. Right, but seriously, Varun in this movie? With that hair and the khol eyes? The way he acts with his eyes in a way very reminiscing of Shah Rukh Khan and that the only other current Bollywood actor I've seen acting so well is Ranveer Singh? I swear I forget to breath when he's looking like that.

Alia and Madhuri Dixit ma'am's scenes together were fantastic, the raw beauty and power of these women, the sheer emotions they can make you feel with one look, one tilt of the head, one barely there smile...

And I haven't even talked about the story itself yet, but yeah. Love and hatred, vengeance and destruction, until it becomes the destruction of your own self, until hatred becomes love and love becomes hatred and you don't know anymore who you are, what you want, what you stand for... It is one of my favourite kind of stories, after all, love and destruction as the two sides of the same coin is a never-ending well of inspiration and motifs.

Anyway. That was an absolutely fascinating, mesmerizing and heartbreaking almost-three-hours of my life.

no but im soft for the way all the members sat down and watched jk perform

baby girl i could make so many posts with 0 notes u wouldnt believe it

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Author: kpopfanfictrash

Pairing: You / Yoongi (Suga)

Genre: Fluff / Humor

Prompt: “If I die, I’m going to haunt your ass.” + Library!AU

Rating: PG

Word Count: 2,955

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