#new editor

[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

[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??

[withoutawar]

‘ do you do that often ? put yourself at risk for no reason ? ’

[lostsouldier]

@abrooklynboy : stella & bucky ❛ do you feel like a hero yet?   ❜

Bucky huffs, a half smile at his glass that he pretends to check out. ' Didn't bring my trunks or I would've. ' He'd expected nothing less from Stella, but it was worth a shot anyway. It's what they did, isn't it ? Offered up bait for a deeper conversation disguised as a jibe and left it all up to the other to choose which way to swing with it. It's what Stella gives back to him, right after shooting him down.

' I ain't brooding. ' He straightens up after her nudge, stretching his shoulders this way and that, then rests his elbow on the table top, his jaw in the heel of his hand in a way that skews his smile. He looks tired. ' Six foot. Tall. Showgirl, ' he mutters. None'a that makes sense, he almost doesn't want it to. Never mind that it was the only reason he was alive right now. ' Still think I'm dreamin' when I look at you. How does it feel on ? '

[obscurebelief]

yes.. it’s not like I’ve been on this hellsite since 2011/12

Seriously, forcing this is big no!

[fantasies-n-fairytales]

Help Please!!

Can someone teach me the ways of cutting posts with the newer editor...I have legacy and Im able to with the Xkit but for the newer one when I need to reply to someone who only has that option I am not sure how to cut. Is there a xkit for that or??? 

Ive clearly been away from tumblr too long. Send help SOS