When Lysandre had seen how clear the sky was, she had been delighted. It was a perfect occasion to take a breath of fresh air. With a newfound joy, her steps led her to her favourite spot in the city : a quiet garden, far from human's activity. However, she was surprised when she spotted a figure in the distance and hesitated to approach, unsure about the person's identity. She cautiously approached, taking a small breath before greeting them politely. -" Good evening. I don't want to intrude but, would you mind if I sit here for a moment?"
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Lyntel sighs, having escaped their business for the day to sneak into one of the gardens of Vesuvia for the night. They watched the stars, enjoying the flask of drink they had brought. They didn’t even turn when they heard footsteps come up from behind them, hoping it was just someone else here to enjoy the stars.
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@sedireadieu Lysandre felt sorry for him as she watched him fight against his drunken state. However, his question sent her back to the starting point and the young woman had to force herself not to frown. Not Asra again... He was away and she didn’t need to remember it. She tried to play it off with a tense smile and a bit of sarcasm, hoping she would be convincing enough.
“You would like that wouldn’t you... No. To be honest, I’m here to have a little fun. What can I say, while the cat's away the mice will play...” She took a breath, leaning a bit on the table, her eyes searching his.
“And you dear Doctor? Are you here to have some fun?” She already knew the real answer. Why was he here? To torture himself... Reflect upon his presumed crimes and drown his sorrows in Salty bitters were his favourite activities. The young woman was fully aware that bringing this up wasn’t the best move but she needed to distract him for a bit. Even when being utterly wasted, he remained very observant. It was indeed impressive but also too dangerous for her current mood. Julian wasn’t a bad person, she was absolutely sure about it and she didn’t want to bring him down with her own silly vexations.
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Her first reflex was to shoot this nuisance a furious stare but, as her eyes set on him, recognition hit her. So when he wasn’t breaking in her shop, he was getting drunk… What an amazing schedule. A sigh escaped her lips as she eyed him disaprovingly.
“Julian… Are you really drunk enough to be unable to recognise me? I was going to tell you I was fine but now I’m offended…”
As much as she wanted to scold him for interrupting her brooding session, her lips curved in a small smile. With a vague movement of her hand, she gestured to a vacant chair near her own.
“You should sit before embarrassing yourself further.”
There was no aggressivity in her tone, only amusement. After all, seeing this supposed murderer tripping over himself wasn’t the most scary of things. Plus, even drunk, he was quite handsome… Not that she would admit it though. Blue eyes checked her drink and she groaned, realizing her glass was nearly empty. Tonight, she definitely needed more to let go of her bitterness towards Asra, to forget her duties towards the countess. Tonight, she wanted to have some fun no matter what.
To put it briefly: yes, yes he was that drunk. He had to narrow his eye to even be able to tell who it was, and surely enough, after his eye had adjusted to the familiar face it was as if the light had finally turned on in his currently vacant brain.
An embarrassed blush crept upon his pale complexion as he fell into the chair vis-a-vis her own, trying to brush the incident off with a smile - although, if one were to look at the way he was swaying, they could tell he was more than a bit tipsy.
“Well, if it isn’t my favourite lady!”, he exclaimed and reached to tap her on the shoulder in a friendly manner, although that was all the more giving him motion sickness so he stopped soon after, going back to resting his head in his hands as he was when he was sitting down at his own table.
“Oh, what d’you know…your glass is empty, I don’t have a glass…A fated encounter.”, a cheesy grin appeared on his lips as he wiggled his eyebrows at her. “A couple more over here, if you are so kind!”, he called out for the bartender to bring them another round. Although observing her through a drunken haze, he could still notice that she wasn’t feeling entirely like herself. “Somethin’ bad happen? You’re usually not one to come here. Oho, am I perhaps rubbing off on you?”
Her first reflex was to shoot this nuisance a furious stare but, as her eyes set on him, recognition hit her. So when he wasn’t breaking in her shop, he was getting drunk... What an amazing schedule. A sigh escaped her lips as she eyed him disaprovingly.
“Julian... Are you really drunk enough to be unable to recognise me? I was going to tell you I was fine but now I’m offended...”
As much as she wanted to scold him for interrupting her brooding session, her lips curved in a small smile. With a vague movement of her hand, she gestured to a vacant chair near her own.
“You should sit before embarrassing yourself further.”
There was no aggressivity in her tone, only amusement. After all, seeing this supposed murderer tripping over himself wasn’t the most scary of things. Plus, even drunk, he was quite handsome... Not that she would admit it though. Blue eyes checked her drink and she groaned, realizing her glass was nearly empty. Tonight, she definitely needed more to let go of her bitterness towards Asra, to forget her duties towards the countess. Tonight, she wanted to have some fun no matter what.
After Asra's departure, Lysandre tried to drown her loneliness in work. It failed. Then, she opted for a walk in the city. This time, it seemed to work... Until someone mentioned her master. The said master who left her behind once again. The young woman repressed the growing rage inside of her and went in search of her brother. When a closed door welcomed her, she fumed. That's how she found herself in a tavern, mumbling over a drink and sending death glares to any poor soul approaching her.
Like his usual drunkard self, the Doctor could be found at his regular table lit by candles at The Rowdy Raven, secluded from the other drunkards for the most part; he did not appreciate being nagged with cheers and songs while he was trying so hard to be bitter and drown his sorrows into alcohol. However, his 8th glass had already emptied and he truly needed a refill. Without a choice, he sighed and attempted to get up properly, but of course, he had not anticipated the punch that these drinks had packed on him. With a less than gracious stumble, he tripped over his own feet and nearly fell over the blonde lady sitting in the same area as he was. How the hell hadn’t he noticed her before? Probably the self-absorption. Luckily, his arms propped him on her table before he had the chance to fall over and let the disaster of spilling her drink ensue. If he truly had fallen over with his entire weight, the poor soul would be crushed to bits. He wasn’t exactly the smallest of people.
“Oh, God- my bad.”, he slurred out, physically slapping himself out of the effects that the drinks had had on him. “Are you alright? I think I’ve just barged in with the finesse of a boulder.”
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Blue eyes looked up at him when he tried to explain his gesture and the young woman smiled.
“It's more than alright. Thank you my dear.”
She nuzzled the doctor's neck, making herself comfortable against his body. This man had a heart of gold and his charming nature was making her melt. The hand caressing her back was lulling her to peace, a feeling of security enveloping her tormented mind.
“To be honest, I didn't expected this night to turn out like this.”
Julian's presence was soothing and it encouraged Lysandre to pour her heart out like all drunkards do.
“You asked what brought me here tonight… Well, Asra did. He left me behind once again and I lost it. He's important to me you know? I couldn't put a precise word on our relationship since everything is confused but we're really close and he's being very affectionate. I've always been proud to be by his side but now, I wonder how pathetic I must be for him to let me rot alone in the shop… It happens so often…”
A bitter laugh escaped her lips and she suddenly seemed incredibly fragile, huddled against Julian's tall body. This was one of the rare occasions where the woman was showing the need to feel protected. Such weakness had never been allowed in her younger years of life.
“But then, why does he keep me around if I'm being a disappointment? I don't understand. It doesn't make sense…”
She sighed, shaking her head lightly.
“ In a way, I'm very grateful for your sudden appearance in the shop. Our encounters always bring me back to life ... Being in this damned house only makes me feel empty. And tonight… Tonight has been amazing. You were so incredible I nearly forgot HIM...”
Lysandre sneaked her arms around the doctor and squeezed lightly. The alcohol was starting to lose its effect and her education was coming back to her mind, forbidding her to be any more sincere towards the fugitive.
“I'm being ridiculous. Please, forgive my inappropriate behavior Doctor Devorak. You're keeping me warm ans I take advantage of the situation… How rude of me to take such liberties.”
Her arms retreated from his waist and she brought them against her chest awkwardly.
Several long seconds that felt like hours passed by while he was admiring her more or less discreetly before he unconsciously turned his head to face her like it was no big secret anymore that he was shooting her glances. Her words completely went over his head, because in that moment, the only thing on his mind was her and her alone. What guards, what safety? The entire world was at his feet for the time being and the confidence he had towards the fact that no such incident was to impact that night negatively was easily spotted in his grin. With his usual dramatic flare, he gestured by flailing his hands in the air as he spoke loud enough for anyone else who was outside to hear.
“So, let them come! They can try to catch us, but I swear I’m invincible!”, much alike a drunkard, he let his arms fall to his sides quickly after, as if he was too tired to keep them up in the air anymore and he lowered his voice for the next utterance; he didn’t exactly want to tempt fate, no matter how confident he might have felt.
“You’re an amazing dancer, I bet you’re also fabulous at running. I am quite nimble myself, a creature of habit, you see…escaped the law for 3 years…what’s 3 years more, right?”, he chuckled for a brief moment, his laughter interrupted by her sudden shiver. Reflexively, he reached over his shoulder to grab his coat, but instead only grasped at the cold air of the night - he had forgotten his coat inside the bar.
“Ah, curses…”, he muttered to himself when he realized he did not have anything to comfort Lysandre with but his own cold body, which he knew would not suffice, but he was willing to try it out anyway. His arm wrapped around her upper back and pulled her closer to him, enough for Julian to be able to hug her to his chest, pink cheeks growing hotter by the second. Only then he realized how crude he was being by not even asking permission first, but it was too late to part from her now, it would have just been even more awkward to push her away just to pull her back in, in case she accepted his embrace.
“Y…you looked cold, so I-…I hope it’s alright.”, he spoke quietly, exponentially more tame than before, a hand gripping at her arm while the other was warmly stroking her back. His poor heart was almost thumping out of his chest, his breathing had become irregular, as if he was trying to hold it or to slow it down, in a way that would not hinder her while her head was resting in the crook of his neck. What a fragile form in comparison to his own, and yet…he was not afraid to squeeze her in his arms, in order to make her body feel warmer and to shield it from the weather. The closer their hearts were to each other, the better Julian realized that their giddy heartbeats were in sync, which lifted some weight off his shoulders - perhaps he wasn’t being a creep after all.
Recently, Tumblr was removed from the Apple app store due to an incident involving child pornography. This incident is incredibly unfortunate, but it doesn’t stand alone. Tumblr was also removed from the app store due to the large influx of porn bots and pornographic spam, users claiming to be proud to be pedophiles, blatant Nazism, racists who are not deleted for sending hate and harassing users, and more. I myself reported someone for harassing me, but because I had blocked the person and couldn’t access the messages where they harassed me, they were still able to send me anonymous asks. Your support staff, with back doors to the website (presumably), claimed they could not access the messages, and I was left SOL. Many features on this website do nothing to actually protect your users from harassment, racism, homophobia, transphobia, Nazis, pedophiles, predators, porn bots, and more.
You claim in your statement to us that you “have been working on these problems for a long time”. This is blatantly untrue. Please do not lie to us and patronize us. We’ve been here. We’ve seen you do nothing over, and over, and over again.
We complained to you for months and months about the rampant porn bots, and you did nothing except add a report button on mobile which only reported sensitive content or spam at best. You could have addressed this problem with an effective algorithm, but you did not. We complained to you about being harassed and sent hate speech for being LGBT+, and you did nothing. We complained to you about blogs being randomly deleted, and sometimes you’ve restored them, other times you have not. We complained to you that there were people proudly claiming to be “Minor Attracted Persons”, or pedophiles, and you did nothing. We complained to you about people proudly claiming to be white supremacists, and you did nothing. All of these things are “against the community guidelines”, and yet over and over, you have not found effective ways to handle these problems or suppress the feeling of welcome that these users claim to get here. You have had a long time to work on these problems, but you haven’t addressed them. To say you have is untrue.
Multiple other social networking websites, such as Wordpress, Facebook, Instagram, Pinterest, and others have effectively dealt with rampant pornography, racism, pedophilia, and other problems without causing massive issues for their users who are not misusing the platform. They are continuing to find new, effective ways to deal with these issues without causing problems for their userbase as a whole. There is no reason that you are unable to do this effectively other than that you wanted to do it quickly. You have once again chosen your stock holders over your users. And we have had enough.
Your new system of simply tackling everything at once is not working. At all. And each of these screenshots is proof of your utter incompetence. None of these posts contain pornographic acts, “female nipples”, or any community violation of any kind.
We, the users, have been asking you for months to deal with these problems - particularly, the porn bots and bots that spam. In order to block a bot from a side blog, I have to do it manually, even though they are in my side blog’s feed. This is a huge issue for mobile - only users. They keep cropping up in droves, taking over our posts and tricking google into making it look like a legitimate blog linked to a pornographic website. We have complained to you for months and months now, and your solution to simply “ban all adult content” is ineffective. I agree that children should not be able to access pornography - but this is not how you tackle a porn bot problem. Your system is utterly useless, allows for racists, pedophiles, porn bots, and Nazis to remain untouched. It also harms sex workers and real people who may use this website for some forms of adult content responsibly. Moreover, as seen above, it harms plenty of users who have in no way violated your terms of service.
If you keep this up, you threaten your website and company as a whole. Many of us are backing up our blogs and planning places to go to.
You already have a content filter for “sensitive” content (content inappropriate for younger viewers). You could have improved this, instead of attacking your entire user base. It seems to be a very lazy “solution”, if you could call it one at all, and one that harms your entire userbase.
If you are going to keep this filter in place and make Tumblr, a website that has never been known for being family friendly and has never claimed to be, you are going to lose millions of your users. We are already planning our exodus. It isn’t hard to follow. Censor us, and we will go somewhere else. That is not a threat. It is a promise.
Sincerely,
The users of your website.
@staff @support
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Lysandre Samaël: The apprentice with a strong artistic inclination and a tenacious hate for injustice. ♍ ♦️ Favourite food : Vol-au-vent ♦️ Favourite drink : Irish Cream ♦️ Favourite flower : Cornflower Mod Lys Alistair Millenis D'Haucourt: The apprentice's flirty big brother who would be ready to set the world aflame to protect her. ♌ ♦️ Favourite food : Duck breast fillet ♦️ Favourite drink : Cognac ♦️ Favourite flower : Honeysuckle Mod Raven /!\ tumblr under construction /!\ The background of the profile pictures come from the game The Arcana.
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