hi. thank you for being here.
(aka i am so grateful for blogs like you existing, because after i see a negative post about lmm (happens way too often to my liking), i can come to your blog, scroll through your posts, and it's going to bring a smile to my face and my day will be better again. i don't know if that makes sense i'm writing this at 3:30 am.)
thank you.
whaaaat, that's so sweet of you! 🥺
getting messages like this always makes me feel like i'm actually doing something good for this fandom, even if it's not that much, it's still SOMETHING. so whoever you are, i just need you to know you brought the biggest smile to my face!
with that being said, this is a safe space for all lmm fans, feel free to visit and scroll, drop something in my ask box, send a request, literally anything you want. i am trying my best to bring more positivity into this fandom (especially now after all this pjo hate) & it makes me the happiest to know that it's not going to waste!
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Thanks to @amaiguri for tagging me! Post the last 7 lines of your WIP and then tag 7 people. (This forced me to open my WIP in a very, very long time, oops.)
Let me set the scene: Rosy is just incredibly, deeply, relatable and a tad dramatic.
Sure, it had been a bit rocky yesterday, but that shouldn’t be an issue today anymore. Yesterday was yesterday, and today was today. It was as simple as that.
The air outside was chilly, and Rosy almost shivered as she walked down the still deserted street. Almost no cars were seen on the roads, and the only people Rosy encountered were those that were either heading home or to work. At least she wasn’t the only one up at such an early hour, and the more she walked, the more her brain actually woke up from being exhausted. Instead of still being sleepy, she slowly started to feel a little alive, which was more than welcome and very much needed after the disaster that she'd sat through the day before.
Tagging everyone who wants to do it because I'm shy and don't wanna bother anyone :) please share your WIPs <3
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New Mature Content Warning Overlay (And How to Get Rid of It)
More fun community label "features"! Unlike the new mandatory label for #NSFW, this one is a bigger deal to me because it affects my entire blog and it can't be avoided by just using a different tag.
Apparently on custom blog layouts, if you happen to post or reblog even a SINGLE post that's been flagged with the mature content community label, a full-page warning overlay will appear blurring out your entire blog that must be manually clicked through every single time the page is refreshed. At first I thought this was just a bug due to my older layout but I've come to realize it's not. It's a feature (as confirmed by this recent changes post) that affects all custom themes. The formatting will vary based on your own theme but here's what it looks like on my blog:
I don't know about you but I find this is stupid and annoying. If it could be dismissed once and never seen again that might be one thing, but that's not the case. The vast majority of my blog is not "mature" enough to warrant such an aggressive and invasive warning. I also think pop-ups are obnoxious in general and I'll be damned if tumblr's going to force me to have one on MY blog.
After some desperate googling for a known workaround and being unable to find even a single mention of it, I decided to take on the challenge myself. I'm not a theme coder, so apologies if there's a better way to do this, but luckily it only took me like 10 minutes to figure out a simple fix, which I'm now sharing with anyone else who may want it:
.community-label-cover__wrapper {display: none}
Just copypaste that somewhere in your CSS and goodbye pop-up!
If you're not sure how to access your theme code, check out this help article. You can also add the code via the Advanced Options menu, which is actually even better (if you can get it to work, it depends on how your theme was coded), because it will then automatically be reapplied to a lot of themes without having to remember to manually add it every time if you change your theme in the future.
Obviously this will only remove it from your own blog for anyone who may visit it. If you never want to see this warning again on other people's blogs you can also add this custom filter to your ad block:
tumblr.com##.community-label-cover__wrapper
Unfortunately I do not have an easy tutorial on hand for this one as the method will depend on your specific ad block app or extension.
Some additional notes:
After adding the theme code and saving the changes, give it a minute to update as it sometimes takes a little while for the page to refresh.
The warning overlay only seems to appear if a "mature" post is on the FIRST page of your blog, which is still annoying and makes the whole thing even more pointless and stupid because what if someone visits any other page of your blog, and oh no, happens to see "mature" content they weren't warned about?!
The warning also appears on direct links to "mature" posts.
This hack has NOTHING to do with entire blogs that have been flagged as NSFW. It only works for non-flagged blogs with custom themes that happen to have individual "mature" posts.
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@northliights:
A slender shaft of moonlight finds its way between the curtains to pool upon the bed, spilling over the pair of figures curled beneath a tangle of blankets - one sleeping fitfully, the other remaining wakeful, vigilant as the darkest hours of the night creep in. She allows the fingers of one hand to trail through the soft hair that spills over her slumbering lover's temple, smoothing back the wayward strands and comforting him against the restless dreams that plague him, her voice a soft, nonsensical whisper against the top of his head meant to guide him back from whatever dark place his mind has taken him this night. It's a ritual she's performed more times than she can recall, this act of becoming something of a human lighthouse guiding him home no matter how desperately the storms rage within him, and as his breathing evens out once more and his lashes flutter open at long last, Aurora gives him the softest of smiles.
"There you are."
Funny, isn't it - the way something as intangible as fear can worm its way into the recesses of a man's heart, can hide in the shadows biding its time until he finally feels brave enough to unlock the door, certain it can no longer be found. He feels it sometimes, hovering just beyond the edge of his vision... a dark mass huddled beside the bed when the lights go out that later stalks behind him on the London streets. One morning its a woman, gray haired with a heavy bag that keeps bumping into the curve of his spine until the breath has all but left his lungs and by the time she peels off at a crossing for a different path, denim clad thighs shake with the effort to keep him standing. Later, it's a brunette, tongue flicking out over his half melted ice cream and lips curving in a smirk as green eyes meet blue, like the entire world knows some secret that Lucas isn't privy to. He stumbles his way into The Grid afterwards, weight leant against a wall in some far reaching corridor as he tries to control his breathing, forehead damp with sweat and smile so tremulous that it's a wonder his colleagues brush off his half mumbled excuses and the shrug of his shoulders.
They don't believe it for a minute. But Lucas is glad they pretend to.
He melts inside their flat like a man who's just run a marathon, armor falling to the hardwood floor as fast as his mind can undo the leather buckles that hold it in place and arms wrapping around the woman who he has come to love like no other - his sanctuary, his home. Curled up beside her, cool skin against the warmth of her curves and nose buried in the thick of her hair, he doesn't feel that faint press at the door, doesn't hear the huff of breath and the scratching of claws that test for a gap - doesn't hear it when it slides beneath an unsteady frame. When it comes, it brings white light and screaming .. a voice so hoarse that the agent can't even be sure its his and Lucas thrashes in his sleep, fighting against the tendrils that snake their way into his nose and mouth, crawling along the back of his throat until the man he was is gone. Soon there's nothing left but muffled whimpers and flames that lick red stripes, leaving behind mottled skin and the feel of his pulse pounding against his ribcage.
I want to die, I want to die, I want to die ...
John.
Aurora's murmurs bathe his burning body in cool water, fingers scratching at his scalp as she calls his name, leading him home like the stray soul that he is. She doesn't balk at the fingers that suddenly grip at her wrist, knuckles white with the effort of an anchoring grip and heart thudding into the palm that rests against his chest. Blue meets blue as he weighs her expression, weighs the patience and acceptance that no man broken the way he is deserves, and Lucas shifts slightly, free arm raising to curl around slender shoulders until he's able to pull her towards him.
"Here I am." It's an answer said with a huff of breath, an easy blend of both exhaustion and relief at not drowning as he tries to ignore the way that the sheets beneath him cling to sweat soaked skin like far too tight clothing. He holds her, arms wrapped around Aurora's slim frame like the world is an ocean and she is his raft, struggling to match his breathing to her own. The words are a rush of warm air against the shell of her ear, carried by a quiet laugh more akin to a quaver and Lucas squeezes her all the tighter. "Just thought I'd make the night a bit more exciting. We've been sleeping too much lately."
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Hi sage!! I hope you're doing well<33 do you mind doing jealousy headcanons for dan heng, jing yuan and any other characters you chose?? Thank you 🤍🤍 you're keeping the hsr x reader tag alive 😭
* pairing(s) : various hsr men (4, again) x gender neutral reader
* prompt : jealousy bites like you like a poisonous snake, the bite hurts, but its the venom that gets you.
* authors note : hi anon !!! (๑´ㅂ`๑) thank you for requesting, you're so sweet for the last msg omg tysm <3 i hope u enjoy !
* brief warning : blade kills a man, very blade of him. (his is also more of a joke im sorry blade lovers) ALSO THIS PROGRESSIVELY GETS SHORTER EACH CHARACTER, I JUST REALLY LIKE DAN HENG IM SORRY LMAO.
DAN HENG can't hide the way his eye twitches, how tightly he grips onto his spear or the way he'd mutter things under his breath. He despises it when he's jealous, but he hates it more when he sees the reason for doing so.
He knows he's.. not exactly like all your previous partners, it stemmed an insecurity in him. He wasn't all too funny, and knew he couldn't make you laugh with a corny joke.
So the way Sampo keeps making you laugh, making you smile, it was sparking a jealous flame in his heart. But more than anything, it saddened him that he couldn't make you laugh like that.
God, your smile was so pretty.
After a while, he interlocks his fingers with yours and mutters a small 'Can we go?' to you. You immediately notice his saddened tone, and thank Sampo for his time before walking home with your boyfriend.
"Dan Heng?" You say softly, noticing his rather saddened mood. He lets out a small hum to acknowledge your call for him, and you sigh. "Are you upset?"
He nods his head.
"Is it.. because of Sampo?"
He hesitates, but that alone gives you an answer.
Dan Heng takes a deep breath, before looking at you, his eyes filled with honesty. "I was.. jealous. I know I can't make you laugh the way he does, and it frustrates me. I want to be a man who makes you smile everyday but-"
Amidst his rant, he sees how your gaze softened at his words. This entire time, he was insecure? He hid it well, so well, at the very least from you. "I'm sorry, this is stupid-"
"N-no! It's not, I should be apologizing if anything! I failed to realize these things.. I'm sorry, my love. Sampo.. he makes me laugh, but you make my heart flutter. You make me feel things no one else can, okay? I'm yours, as you are mine."
He smiles at you, he's just happy he communicated his feelings, and you understood. "I'll be sure to try and tell you how I feel next time, okay? As long as you promise you'll stop hanging out with him. I was honestly afraid I was gonna have to get rid of him."
You blinked a few times, but he sighs. "I'm kiddinngg.."
JING YUAN knows he's far too good of a man, therefore doesn't get jealous.
He's yet to be disproven in the first part, but his golden eyes are filled with annoyance as the stares of a certain enemy of his lingers far too long on you.
You were filling in for Yanqing, he was absent for the day (something about falling into an ice cold river and getting sick or something...) and so someone needed to be there as the General would be meeting Blade.
And Jing Yuan couldn't ignore how Blade's eyes never left your form while he spoke, hanging your head down low and so you wouldn't notice. That made him greatly annoyed, almost unable to focus, but he had a mission at hand. And so he forced his jealousy to subside.
Needless to say, the small marks on your neck was embarassing to have seen in public. (And the small bird constantly pecking at Blade's hair was definitely also not Jing Yuans doing.)
GEPARD is so understanding, he evaluates every situation with logical thinking, as expected as a leader.
So it wasn't hard to figure out the intentions of the 'friend' that was speaking to you, how their voice was almost sweeter, and the way they clinged onto your arm was signalling red flags.
Gepard wouldn't have minded this, it could've easily been friendly gestures, but Serval is one of your closest friends and you were within a friendgroup. And she knows that person has a crush on you, and it was painfully obvious.
So naturally, he swiftly and surpisingly gently pulls you from the waist out of their grasp especially with how firm his grip around you was. He gives them a not so friendly glare, and plants a soft kiss to your lips. "My partner." He states, pulling you close as you're left to be stunned with the sudden posessiveness of your partner. "Mine."
Blade simply stares down at the person even attempting to approach you with clearly bad intentions. And if they dare to try to push their luck, Blade comes home with blood on his hands.
"What did you do??" You'd ask, you already knew the answer after already learning what Blade was truly like. "What was necessary." He replied, a kiss on your cheek as he walks in through the door to wash his hands.
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