lunar-ellipses

[theanonymousninja247]

pspspspsps @mrabubu I haz something for ju🧡

I heard from the grapevine that you were feeling sad. Here's hopefully a little pick me up and a reminder that you're doing a good job, hon.

You are loved and appreciated exactly as and where you are now.

Your art inspired me, and continues to inspire me, (and I know I'm not the only one) the instant I see it, and I wanted to try and capture how this particular photo made me feel.

Hopefully I captured the vibes right 🍀😬🤞🏼

Fantabulous Art credit belong to: @mrabubu

Music Credit belongs to: Chris Grey and his song LET THE WORLD BURN

Edits done with: InShot pro

As always @doreen090 since you're the one who started it all

[scriv3lloirl]

Fuck you.

*Impulsively makes a crossship edit with Audrey Fulquard x Charlotte Sweetly.*

[burningblake]

whoah whoah ok, I just fixed my blog theme to properly show both new editor, old editor, reblogged and original photoset posts properly. I used the fix by @glenthemes but unfortunately that only fixed reblogged posts for me. To fix original posts, I tried a very unorthodox trick, but it works so, here:

Search for {block:Text} in your theme.

Within {block:Text} and under {block:NotReblog}, add source-head class to the wrapper, just like in the case of reblogged posts. I know, "but there's no source in original posts", you'll say, except we won't put a source, simply trick the code to think that there is one, and then instead of adding a source icon and url, we'll—

Add an img-src of a thin transparent line before the caption body, that is between the > sign and {Body}. I uploaded one here if you wanna use mine, but you can always simply upload your own on an image hosting site (I used imgbb): https://i.ibb.co/Ry1HdN2/transparentline.png

Example code:

edit: I realized that not everyone might understand what I'm going on about here since all themes are different, but essentially what this fixes is the photoset margins. Basically, if your theme has a special layout for photosets, new-editor photosets will mold into that layout, instead of appearing as they would in text posts, hope that helps

[continue-to-be-amazing]

It was nice to have met you, Detective Beckett.

[luna-lunera-morada]

Breathe

a/n: Hey everyone! This is my first fic so my writing definitely needs some work but I hope you enjoy it :) Also if there's anything I should add to my warnings pls let me know.

Pairing: Bucky Barnes x reader

Summary: Finals are right around the corner making you hyper focused on your studies and nothing else, not even your health. A certain super soldier steps in to take care of you.

Warnings: stressed reader, angst, fluff, lack of food and sleep ~ (I think that's it)

Word count: 1.3k

─── ･ ｡ﾟ☆: *.☽ .* :☆ﾟ. ───

Memorize.

Read.

Memorize.

Write.

Read.

Memorize.

It was a vicious cycle that you dared not to get out of. The computer screen at your desk has been on for days and feels hot to the touch from overuse. You could surely say that about yourself too.

Finals are coming up, quick, and not a minute can be wasted. Getting good grades have always been extremely important to you. Striving for the best and getting straight A’s every semester, you weren't going to change that pattern now.

Blinking hurts. You can already feel the damage your eyes are taking from endless hours of staring at a screen. If you looked in a mirror you’d probably mistake yourself for a raccoon with the dark shade of your eyebags. When was the last time you slept? What time is it? Having what you like to call study isolation makes the days blur together into one big blob. You look down to your phone.

4:55am.

Throwing your head back in your chair, you groan. “Oh god.”

But you always tell yourself, “Just study a bit more. Then you can take a break.”

That dream break never comes though. Like a tunnel that keeps growing, pushing the light farther and farther away. You can study for a little bit longer, right?

✧✧✧

Bucky walks into the shared kitchen at the compound for lunch. It’s Sunday, meaning it’s Wanda’s turn to cook. His stomach is grumbling at just the thought of it.

Bucky, Steve, and Sam had just gotten back from a week long mission in the knee deep snow mountains. All he needs is a good meal and his girl.

“Hey Wanda, where’s Y/N?”

She turns her attention from the stove. “I think she’s in her room. Haven’t seen her in a while so I’m not sure.”

Bucky furrows his brows in confusion. Y/N never goes a day without talking to Wanda, they’re inseparable.

Wanda sets Bucky’s plate on the table. The smell of Chicken Paprikash fills the kitchen. “Sit and eat first, we all know that mission was a pain.” She walks back to the stove. “F.R.I.D.A.Y. please call everyone into the kitchen.”

The A.I. takes a second to respond. “Mr. Stark has requested for the phrase ‘chow time’ to be used when calling for a meal.”

Wanda stops stirring the Parikash and puts a hand on her hip that is still holding the spoon. She sighs, “F.R.I.D.A.Y. would you call chow time, please.”

Bucky chuckles and sits down, draping his black jacket across the chair next to him to save you a seat. The A.I. responds, “Certainly Ms. Maximoff.”

The sudden sound of F.R.I.D.A.Y.’s voice through the audio system lurches your head off of your desk. Your cheek lights up with pain and you can already feel the pattern of the keyboard on your face. Did you fall asleep? The dried drool from your mouth to ear confirms your suspicions.

“What did you say F.R.I.D.A.Y.?” You rub your face trying to fully wake up.

“Ms. Maximoff has called chow time in the kitchen two hours ago. You did not respond and I am programmed to send you a reminder.” You turn to check the time. How long have you been asleep?

2:00pm

Oh shit, oh shit, oh shit. You had slept for so long, how could you let this happen?

A rumbling wave comes from your stomach. Wanda’s supposed to cook today and everyone in the compound knows for a fact that her food is the best. Your stomach says go to the kitchen. But you can study for a while more. I mean this is what you get for sleeping so long. The study hours need to be redeemed somehow.

You sit up straight in your chair and crack the stiff joints on your body.

✧✧✧

An empty seat next to Bucky during lunch and now dinner. It wasn’t unusual for you to miss a meal once in a while but Bucky returned from a mission today. On days like these you’re stuck to his hip, pecking him on the cheek, and squeezing the living life out of him. Something’s definitely up.

Bucky walks to your door with a plate of leftovers in his hand. He knocks. “Doll, are you in there? I brought you some food.”

You freeze. Was that?

What day is it? You know it’s Sunday but what’s the actual date?

“F.R.I.D.A.Y. what’s todays date?”

“Today is Sunday January 29th, 2023.”

January 29th.

Bucky is supposed to be back today. Bucky’s back!

You jump off your chair and race to the door to open it. Bucky’s wearing his gray sweatpants and a black jacket. Yup, he definitely got back today.

“Hi doll, you weren’t at lunch or dinner so I brought you foo-”

You knock the words out of his mouth with the sudden hug you give him. Your head digs into his chest. God how you missed this smell.

He chuckles, “I missed you too.”

Bucky starts to feel a warm patch on his chest followed by small sniffles. He places the plate on the floor and leads you to sit on your bed. Your head burrows itself further into his chest.

“Darling what’s wrong?”

He doesn’t get an answer. Instead receiving a tight hug around his waist while the sniffles grow louder. He grabs your shoulders pushing you back to look at you.

“Talk to me, I can’t help if I don’t know what’s wrong.”

You stare into his eyes. How could you forget he was coming back today. Any mission could be his last and your heart glowed when he returned. It was like a habit, every time Bucky came back you would be waiting outside the quintet with the biggest hugs and kisses he could ever receive. That was until other priorities overtook your mind.

“I’m sorry.” The words mumble they're way out your mouth. Afraid if you spoke louder you’d break into sobs.

“What are you sorry for Y/N? You haven’t done anything wrong.”

Of course he would say that. No matter what you do he always looks over your flaws as if they didn’t exist. His hand runs up and down your back helping you control the sudden breaths breaking through your body. Taking a couple seconds to control your breathing, you look up.

“I forgot you were coming today I was supposed to be on the landing bay waiting for you I was just-”

“Breathe Y/N.”

He looks around the dark room and finds that the only thing lighting it is the computer screen. Balled up pieces of paper circle around your chair and scribbled flashcards litter your desk.

“What’s going on doll? Tell me please, I don’t like seeing you in distress.”

Tears touch your lips and the salty taste fills your mouth. “I’m sorry-”

“Stop apologizing.”

“My finals are coming up and my studies have been taking up my mind. I was so focused that everything slipped my mind.”

Bucky sighed and pulled you onto his lap as you nuzzled into his chest. “Oh honey.”

Your sniffles die down and Bucky takes a comfortable breath in. “How about…” He tickles your stomach causing streams of laughter and giggles to make their way out. “...We put some food in here, snuggle in bed, and watch a movie, yeah?”

You sure could use a break, and how could you say no to what he has to offer. You close your eyes studying the rhythm of his heartbeat. “Yeah, that sounds nice.” Your arms wrap around his torso. “Thank you, Buck.”

“For what?”

You sit up in his lap, “For always being there for me even when I don’t do the same.”

He looks down and secures your head in the palm of his hands. “Don’t you dare say that. You’re there for me in more ways than you know. Just knowing that you’ll be here when I return is the only thing that keeps me on my game during missions. I gotta get back to my best girl.”

You smile, “I love you Bucky.”

“I love you more Y/N.”

A smirk splays across your face. “That's not possible.”

“Try me.”

─── ･ ｡ﾟ☆: *.☽ .* :☆ﾟ. ───

a/n: THANKS FOR READING! This is my first fic and I’m so excited to make more. I’m really new to learning the navigation of what it takes to have an account like this, so any tips are greatly appreciated <3

[gaydemonwolf]

@hunterwolfed as built once upon a time in discord

The auction had been held in a private location, only selected packs in the area had been invited and Deucalion's betas had ensured they were one of the invitees. They had all come to agree that an omega was needed in the pack, either to be a punching back to their moody alpha or the alpha would use the omega as support. They were hoping the latter was the option their alpha would go for. There hadn't been many omegas for sale this evening and they were looking for one that would be caring enough but not too strong, they needed someone Deucalion could handle if the omega decided to pull up a Marco on them.

Currently, they were all driving back home with the omega with them in the back seat. A beta was seating next to the omega, Elias the papers said was his name, while two other betas were on front. The driver was silently peeking at the back mirror, eyeing the omega with certain distrust but also hope. They all needed to help their alpha, to show him he could count with them any time.

It didn't take long for them to arrive to the alpha's home and park there. They had agreed to take turns and have betas rotate, stay in the house to keep an eye on the omega and how the dynamic with their alpha went. The house itself wasn't as big as the Hale's but it was big enough to house a couple of people, it was spacious and very well decorated. Decoration they had to maintain ever since Deucalion went blind, as the alpha would destroy things in fists of frustration and rage.

"Alright, omega, listen up. Our alpha is blind and trying to adapt to life like this. Your job is to make his life easier, to support him. We will be keeping eyes on you. One false move and you're done for, we aren't going through betrayal again. Understood?" The driver spoke looking back at the omega now. The beta next to Elias got out and held the door open for the omega to get out. "Out, it's time to meet your master." With that he turned off the car and they all got out.

The three betas led Elias inside, he was in chains as walked in. Deucalion was in his chambers resting. Some betas were in the house, some cooking others chating, but the entire pack seemed up and about the place waiting for the new addition to arrive and waiting to see Deucalion's reaction to it, to him. "I'll get the alpha," the driver, Louis, spoke as he kept moving forward and went upstairs, while another beta held Elias in place.

After some minutes and some shouting, a man with sunglasses was helped down the stairs. He was holding a cane on one hand, and his other hand was on the shoulder of Louis. He smelled the air as Louis stopped in front of Elias. "He's in front of you, Duke." The beta holding Elias said.

Deucalion extended a hand and touched the omega, his hand landed softly on his face. He could smell the metal of the chains. He had never been okay with this practice and a small growl left his throat as his hand lowered. "Well? What are you waiting for? Take those stupid chains off already."

Louis moved forward and undid the chains while the beta next to Elias stayed there, holding his shoulder. "His name is Elias, I can read you his-"

"No, need. I'll ask him directly." Deucalion interrupted. "My name is Deucalion, how old are you? Are you hungry? Thirsty perhaps?"

"Food is nearly ready, Duke!" A beta from the kitchen shouted upon hearing those words. He loved to shout despite everyone being able to hear him just fine, it always made a few betas sigh except Deucalion who was used to it already.

[nightskied]

what i know so far of this new editor:

the trim option is to trim it after posting , it's actually looking kinda neat .

saves draft automatically ? like drive .

you can edit long tags you've written , which is hella neat honestly .

there are certain commands that work (i.e. italics, bold, underline) , then others don't (i.e. ctrl + shift + s for smallcase -- if you have a hack for this please tell me , i am a creature of habit and keep putting the screen at 90%)

you can... touch anywhere and it will be a new line ? idk weird .

you can't make cursive text AND bullet text in the same line it will all turn into cursive no bullet

images have links when you c/p them .

[tenderlywicked]

Something has changed in the image editor - all the pictures I want to post aren't automatically resized anymore. They look okay in the newsfeed, but appear only partly on my blog page because they are too large and don’t fit my theme’s frames. @staff, @changes, is it possible to go back to the previous version of the editor? What's the point of posting pictures if they don't look pretty?!

It looks like I'm not the only one having problems with new posts not fitting an old theme - and the only suggestion I've found so far is to change the theme. First of all, I LIKE it. It took me time to choose it. And secondly, how do I know beforehand I won't have the same problem with a new one?

[danganronpasurvivoraskblog]

My Apology.

//If you follow this blog, especially if you’re a follower who was around yesterday, then I ask nicely you take the time to listen to me.

//To get straight to the point, I’m here because I want to apologize.

//For those who are unawares, yesterday, I discovered that Tumblr had made the absolute god awful mistake of forcing me to use their god awful new post editor for asks. Before I went on a three week break, I was allowed to use the legacy editor for my asks, thus I wasn’t weighed down by any of the issues that the new editor brings. I have a long list of problems with it, and depending on how things go, I might make a post tonight about it.

//Me and the new editor don’t get along, and my problems go very deep underwater. Bottom line is I think changing the post editor to what it has now become since the legacy editor, mainly with the uncomfortable UI, different ways of posting images, and of course the image limit, is frankly an idiotic decision that I am furious about.

//And if you were around yesterday you would know that, because I said something really shitty yesterday.

//I still have access to the legacy, unlimited editor for Tumblr in the regular post asks, and I’m hoping it remains that way because, as someone who has been on Tumblr for years now, writing this story that has become a huge part of my life, so I have the right to keep the old editor. But if the people at staff decide to turn around and remove the right to use it from me, blocking me from using Legacy Editor ever again, I threatened that I would never ever use their website again, and Danganronpa Survivor would end before it’s time.

//I ended up saying things like “my days on this platform are numbered” and junk. And I realized almost immediately after I finished answering asks last night that that was REALLY shitty of me.

//It didn’t occur to me just how much some of you love this story and my work. And the fact that I threatened to take that away from you just because of my issues with the new editor was just...straight up wrong of me.

//But it doesn’t end there, because I ended up bringing it to another blog too. You might have seen me ask on main from @a-student-out-of-time what the mods way of bypassing the editor limits was, and then grieve about it over there as well.

//So not only did I kick up a shitstorm, I brought said shitstorm to another blog who had absolutely no reason to be caught up in all of it.

//The good news is that the mods and people over on that server were really supportive. The main mod who runs the blog is a well put-together person and just gave me straight up facts that being defeatist isn’t going to solve anything. On top of that, the askers who know/follow both our blogs recognized that I’ve been through a lot lately, and that these changes don’t help.

//While that is true, that’s not an excuse.

//I don’t know if I ever openly talked about it before, though I don’t really try to hide it, but here’s a fun little fact about me that you might not have known before: I am autistic!

//And unlike some people, that’s never been something I’ve ever had a problem with. I LIKE being different, and I like having the weird, zany thoughts that I do, because without them, this blog wouldn’t be as special as it is to me or to you guys. But GOD it’s a pain in the ass to function as a normal human being sometimes and deal with my problems on my own.

//Sometimes I feel like I have a brain that’s two or three years younger than my body, and I’m prone to throwing temper tantrums and getting angry when things don’t go my way. And when I saw just how nervous and upset some of you were when I said the blog would be shutting down, it made me realize that, as always, I overreacted.

//And I hate that I acted like that. So I’m sorry to those people, I’m sorry to everyone in the ask box who follows me, and I’m sorry to ASooT’s audience too for dragging you into this.

//Maybe this apology is a little overblown and excessive for what it is; it’s not like I’ve killed a person or anything, but I still probably hurt a lot of people’s feelings and upset them, and I need to make it clear that I am remorseful for that.

//So let me make it clear now that DR Survivor IS NOT ENDING. I will do my absolute damndest to power throw the shitty editor, and if what I fear will happen happens, then I’ll figure something out. Either I’ll work around it, find someone who can bring the old editor back, or my safest bet - switching to an entirely new website. What that website is, I don’t know yet, but I’m preparing to find one just in case.

//However, should all else fail, Tumblr does plan to implement a subscription service that removes the image limit. I am willing to pay for that service to keep the blog running, but that’s not the only thing about the post editor that I dislike, so I don’t know what to do about it. I do have some time to decide though.

//That all being said, one last thing I want to make clear is that even if I wish to apologize for my behavior, that doesn’t mean my feelings towards the new editor have not changed. So if Tumblr staff by any chance are reading this post, I want to say this:

//I know you don’t care how any of us feel, and I know you still plan to “develop” your new editor more, but as I said in a previous post, you fucked up massively. Even if you want to develop the editor further, if the final product keeps the changes you’ve already made to it, then congrats. You’ve officially ruined your entire website FOREVER.

//And if I’m being honest, with the way I’ve seen the people in charge act about it; and not to point fingers and spout bullshit or anything, but...it seems to me like you KNOW your changes don’t benefit anyone, and for some reason, don’t actually seem to CARE?

//Maybe I’m wrong, but if I am, I really want to be proven wrong.

//Anyway, enough of that. I’ve said what I’ve needed to say and will finish off by just apologizing one more time. I am still going to write this story, even if it becomes all the more painful for me to do so.

//And in case this post hasn’t made it obvious, your support GREATLY matters to me. I write this blog, but you guys run it, and without you, I wouldn’t be here. So I will do whatever it takes to make sure you keep your content. And that this story continues for a while to come.

-Mod

[ttamarshall]

The New Editor

The new photo editor breaks Tumblr. If every post type is just the same, just some generic rich text editor that you have to format and can dump anything into, why even have different post types? I will never post any photo with the new editor. It breaks the themes, it breaks continuity with all my previous posts, and that continuity is the stickiness that keeps me here. So, just like Twitter becoming X, I’ll just stop using this site, pretty soon. These sites are being run by people who don’t use them and therefore will never understand them. So long, it was fun.

[littlepieceofbullshit]

Hi, guys

I am an English-Portuguese reviewer, if you need help translating something send me a message so we can talk and negotiate.

Thank you for your attention

[entrepy]

@shieldretired liked for a starter .

' Heya, slugger. ' As Steve emerges from the water, Natasha greets him with a grin and a sip from her apple and blackcurrant juice packet. She watches as he takes in her presence, knowing from experience that her subtle yet sudden entrances tend to catch people off guard. She finds it amusing - half the fun is seeing their reactions. Steve, in particular, looks adorable when he's confused.

' Looks like you've got yourself a little fan club, ' she says, nodding towards a group of middle-aged women gathering for their aqua-aerobics class. ' What do you think would burst their bubble more ? That you're gay or several decades too old for them ? Or is too young ?? ' She sips more from her juice contemplatively.

[criper]

Cuz my name is Jeff, Jeff the Killer.

[loveyazy]

i'm trying to add a new post but it's not working??? it keeps making each 268px gif be on its own line instead of two together on one line??

[lostsemicolon]

Feelings on the new editor

Well I guess since I'm back now I'll chime in on how I feel about the beta editor.

It kinda sucks

With the legacy markdown editor it's possible to mainly use markdown and then use HTML as a fallback. This is a very smooth experience. Those viewing on the blog page may have noticed that HTML up there sports an abbr tag letting you know what HTML means. This isn't something you can do with pure markdown and also appears to be the kind of thing you can't even do with HTML in the new editor as the supported HTML has been restricted to a very narrow subset of the available tags.

And I understand restricting tags. Having like <script> or <canvas> available in the dashboard would be a nightmare, and even subtle things like form elements or allowing tags to hijack the taborder attribute could cause problems. But like can I please have semantic elements like <cite> or <time> or <figure>? I still think about this as a blogging platform first and a social media platform second.

I realize there's technical requirements that I have no idea about that seem to be hinted at with the "content block" limits. And that really limits my ability to say any of this is constructive.

Feature Requests in a nutshell

Let me use markdown and html in the same editor.

Have a semi-wysiwyg editor for markdown+html like you get in Obsidian

Let me use some of the semantic tags, even if they get stripped out for the dashboard.

PS

I don't super resent the neue post format. Like what the fuck is a "quote post" or "conversation post" lol why is that different than a text post? Shame old themes will need to be patched though.

Also much love to jv for all his work and the work of any other staff on the new features.

[lostsouldier]

@knowseverythingaboutyou : “ i thought you only had eyes for me ”

' I had eyes before I met you, ' Bucky says effortlessly, finally tearing his gaze away the locker labelled Romanoff stacked with a collection of weapons that Bucky hasn't seen before in SHIELD storage. It had to be special order, or made to order. The Romanoff name was a thing of legend around these halls, after all. She probably got dibs on whatever latest tech was available to the highest level agents.

' Who do I have to bang to get my hands on tech like that ? ' he says forlornly, dejectedly picking up his own standard issue AK-47. Don't get him wrong, having weapons, even standard ones, was much better than sourcing, financing, and collecting his own as he had done for years before SHIELD. But god, the modifications on the ones in Romanoff's locker made his mouth water. One could not blame Maria for bristling over the absolutely sinful way he was staring at it.