♠ mostly pro wrestling with emphasis on ddt, but i use tumblr like my diary and i talk about whatever im into at the moment so video games, movies and other occasional hyperfixations do exist here also. i complain a lot cause life sucks. everything personal tagged under #night is an absolute mess on main
PLEASE NOTE: rp blogs reblogging stuff i make will be blocked on sight. you can save and repost gifs and edits with credit in the tags, no problem. i dont have anything against people roleplaying, but i dont want my posts directly associated with that content as seeing it makes me uncomfortable. thank you
calling a mutual by their name and having to check you're right like omg what if they transitioned and changed their name in the twelve hours since i last saw them on my dash
Piece of advice to all writers who need a cover but don’t have the money to hire an artist: use the public domain.
Online, you can find quite a lot databases for photography in the public domain that you could use (always check their specific rules regarding commercial use), like Pixabay, Unsplash, or Pexels.
But, even a tad more charming, there are also hundreds of thousands of paintings in the public domain. If the artist has been dead for over 70 years, the image is (typically) in the public domain and can be used however you want it. This is not a new concept, big publishers like Penguin and the Oxford’s World Classics do the same!
When you use such images, always make sure that
1. the painting really is in the public domain (sometimes the art itself may be in the public domain, but the photograph you are using to see it is not!),
and 2. that it is an appropriate image. Sometimes, an image may look innocent and fitting, but would actually cause irritation, like accidentally using a painting of siblings for a romance or using a controversial image for different reasons.
Some places you can find art in the public domain (always double check!): National Gallery of Art, Artvee, Public Domain Image Archive, and most websites of bigger museums.
[Prompt Calender: April 23rd, World Book and Copyright Day]
a clarification: if something is in the public domain, that means nobody holds the copyright on that thing anymore. this is not the same thing as the thing being available for anyone to use as long as they follow the rules.
the entire reason photographers put their work on places such as Unsplash and Wikimedia Commons is to make the photos available for anyone to use as long as they follow the rules. each photo being helpfully labeled with what the rules are, which on Unsplash is usually either (a) "pay for a license", or (b) "free with attribution for non-commercial use, but for commercial use, pay for a license". note that non-commercial use of a category b photo is still a licensed use, it's just a different license.
on Wikimedia Commons, many photos are in the public domain, thus available for anyone with no rules to follow. the rules on the rest vary, but Wikimedia Commons requires those rules to include that modified versions of these photos must also be available for anyone to use and modify. again, that's licensed use. that's the copyright holder saying it's available for anyone to use, here's the rules. anything in the public domain, there are no rules because there is no copyright holder.
I would be very surprised to learn any images available on Unsplash are in the public domain.
blood mention. just a small introspection thing after the barbed wire board match at charismania iv cause i have so many thoughts and feelings about all of that so im projecting onto okatani cause we are both So Normal about it for sure and yippeeeee
@shunma37 💜
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A pair of tired eyes stared down at the hand resting in Okatani’s lap, the crimson dipped fingertips looking back at him with soft twitches as he tried to relax, to let the adrenaline flow out of him. In hindsight he maybe had been a little under prepared to how much a match with “extreme” in the title was going to take out of him, but at the same time he couldn’t deny it.
Feeling the pain and seeing the blood dripping from his own forehead was hitting such an euphoric high for him that Okatani hadn’t felt in a really long time.
He could still feel the barbed wire steel sinking into his skin, scraping the tender flesh of his forehead, slicing open his hand by accident while passing by. The little sharp ends sticking into him, leaving their marks, drawing blood he didn’t fully realize he hadn’t bled in a long time. Sure there had been little things here and there over time, leaving marks on him and such, but it wasn’t like this.
This had been intentional.
A little fleeting smile crossed his lips, on instinct Okatani bringing the hand up to his face. The blood stained fingertips glistened in the fluorescent lights of the trainer’s room, making him more curious about it, the color changing from dark brown to deeper red as he tilted his hand, observing it from different angles. It wasn’t much, he was barely even bleeding anymore, but what he had been able to wipe off earlier was definitely enough to evoke some sort of an emotion in him.
An emotion Okatani wasn’t unfamiliar with by a long shot, but it still felt distant and weird. Almost forbidden, as it had been so long since the last time.
The last time he had gotten so personal and intimate with barbed wire.
Slowly he reached the hand closer to his mouth, wiping his fingers on his lips. The tongue followed suit, licking the now bloodstained lips, slowly. Almost sensually. Taking in the taste, feeling the color, the texture. The unfamiliar deep familiarity of it all.
Okatani looked back down to his hand, slowly wiping it against his leg before curling the fingers into a tight fist. A little smirk climbed on his lips as he licked them again, almost like reminding himself of that taste, to give him something to chase.
Something to hang onto, to long for again, after such a long time.
