ABHORRENCE !

tumblr is apparently rolling out a beta for a new post editor that essentially makes it so there are no longer post “types” (text post, audio post, photo post, etc.), and instead all types of content are better integrated into a single post. pretty neat, right?

…until you read the fine print.

The maximum number of total content blocks allowed in a single post is 250.

i emailed support and asked whether each paragraph counts as a content block. i received this reply:

SO. each paragraph counts as a content block, and i’m only allowed 250 content blocks in one post. the solution provided was to reformat my fics by using shift+enter after every paragraph instead of simply enter. which is already unnecessarily annoying in of itself, but then you come to the second hurdle: 

The maximum character length of a single text block is 4096 characters.

so–what?? besides spending my time writing thousands upon thousands of words, i’m expected to copy-paste it and then reformat everything, counting every single one of those words to make sure they fit within the restrictions? or i’m supposed to chop my fics up into multiple parts, even when i don’t want to? how exactly are writers supposed to write on this platform?? as you all know, my style tends to run pretty dialogue-heavy, so i start new paragraphs (and, thus, content blocks!!!) pretty damn often. i did a quick check, and let it snow, at almost 19k, is 550 paragraphs. with this new system, i would be forced to upload it in three (3!!!!!) posts! even my shortest chapter of ego, at 8.8k, is 350 paragraphs, and i’d have to split it in two.

this is honestly a formatting nightmare as a writer, and this is a decision that is liable to drive content creators away from the site and change fandom culture as a whole. 

Chelsea Wolfe | They’ll Clap When You’re Gone

chocobos are likely hunted for food ( or … worse , sport ) in vector because their meat is an in-demand ingredient for the emperor’s dinners . but also , Gestahl is distributing steam-powered transportation for the masses & magitek armors for his army . their need for chocobos as a means of transportation is becoming  more & more obsolete  , so , in the city of vector & its more wildlife areas , hunts are more common .

the emperor  hoards a lot of the natural resources  in one way or the other . this is why there are no chocobos in the vector area . their natural habitats are also being destroyed in favor of gestahl’s ideas .

“Even covered in snow the gardens are beautiful.”

“It’s so cold, but I need a breath of fresh air.”

“Come on, A bit of dancing will warm you right up.”

“I think there is a couple occupying the coat closet…”

“That’s the good thing about winter, the gardens are always quiet.”

“Even the roses are frozen.”

“Think of it this way, the champagne is always chilled.”

“Did they just forget to heat the dance hall, or were they expecting us to wear our coats all night?”

“Your hands are freezing!”

“I’d imagine even with layers, skirts are highly impractical in the snow.”

“Is this a Christmas party or…?”

“This is fun and all, but We’re going to be snowed in at this rate.”

“They are giving Sleigh rides in the garden.”

“They caught me making snow angels and now they think I’m drunk…”

“The dancefloor is crowded, let’s go for a walk.”

“Why are you out in the cold?”

“Really? Are you really going to throw snowballs?”

“Don’t you dare! These are my best clothes!”

“I’m not going out there. I dressed for fashion, not practicality.”

“Merry Christmas.”

“People are giving gifts? I didn’t know we were giving gifts!”

“I didn’t know when I would see you next, so here.”

“Dancing in the snow seems romantic in theory, but treacherous in practice.”

“Look at all the couples using the cold as an excuse to cuddle. It’s gross.”

“Everything is silver and glittering.”

“From out here the lights in the windows seem so warm and inviting.”

“So you’d rather be out here getting frostbite than inside dancing and enjoying yourself?”

“Why am I here? You know I hate these things.”

“Booze and ice, what a good combination.”

“I stood under that mistletoe for 30 minutes hoping for some Christmas romance before giving up.”

“Oh sure, when I stand under the mistletoe nothing, but in the last five minutes about ten couples walked through.”

“I twisted my ankle on the icy steps, so now I can’t even dance.”

“We could always slip away, and slide in close to get warm.”

“Maybe you should warm your hands before asking anything to dance…”

“Look, it’s mistletoe.”

“You kiss them under the mistletoe, but you just laughed in my face.”

Terra: Let me guess: they're all horrible distortions on lessons you should've learned, but didn't.

Kefka: Death isn't real and I'm basically God. Also consequences are a construct that doesn’t apply to me.