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so. FUN FACT

tumblr is apparently rolling out a beta for a new post editor that essentially makes it so there are no longer post “types” (text post, audio post, photo post, etc.), and instead all types of content are better integrated into a single post. pretty neat, right?

…until you read the fine print.

The maximum number of total content blocks allowed in a single post is 250.

i emailed support and asked whether each paragraph counts as a content block. i received this reply:

SO. each paragraph counts as a content block, and i’m only allowed 250 content blocks in one post. the solution provided was to reformat my fics by using shift+enter after every paragraph instead of simply enter. which is already unnecessarily annoying in of itself, but then you come to the second hurdle: 

The maximum character length of a single text block is 4096 characters.

so–what?? besides spending my time writing thousands upon thousands of words, i’m expected to copy-paste it and then reformat everything, counting every single one of those words to make sure they fit within the restrictions? or i’m supposed to chop my fics up into multiple parts, even when i don’t want to? how exactly are writers supposed to write on this platform?? as you all know, my style tends to run pretty dialogue-heavy, so i start new paragraphs (and, thus, content blocks!!!) pretty damn often. i did a quick check, and let it snow, at almost 19k, is 550 paragraphs. with this new system, i would be forced to upload it in three (3!!!!!) posts! even my shortest chapter of ego, at 8.8k, is 350 paragraphs, and i’d have to split it in two.

this is honestly a formatting nightmare as a writer, and this is a decision that is liable to drive content creators away from the site and change fandom culture as a whole. 

please. if you enjoy reading content on this site and want to continue enjoying content on this site, please don’t let tumblr make things harder for writers! since the tumblr team is supposedly eager to hear what everyone thinks, it would really help if you could message support and share your concern about the issue–maybe we can stop this disaster before it starts.

TodoIiDeku Week - Day 2

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Day 2 - Sunrises

The city was still fast asleep, and Iida's two boyfriends were just the same. Yes, spending time together was very important for the relationship, but it was besides the point when those who you meant to spend time with weren't awake to actually spend that time.

"Look, the sun is about to come up!"

"You said that last time, Tenya." Said Todoroki, struggling to keep his eyes open. "Everytime we look, there's no sun."

"Yes, but..."

"Yeah, Tenya. I thought this was gonna be really fun, but I'm finding it hard to stay awake." Chimed in Midoriya, also struggling to stay awake - his head bobbed up and down before resting it on Todoroki's shoulder.

"I suppose I did wake you two up a bit early..." admitted Iida, looking back out to the view. Suddenly, the smallest bit of an orange sun began peeking above the horizon.

"The sun is rising!" Iida turned to look at his two boyfriends. "Look! The sun! I'm not lying this time!"

"Mmmhmmm..." his boyfriends paid no attention - and were both practically asleep for that matter. Iida sighed and snapped a few photos of the sunrise on his camera, then turned to look at his boyfriends - who were slumped against one another.

"I guess I'll show you the photos later."

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@todoiideku-week

Everything will be okay.

My sweet darling babies.  ´ ▽ ` )

BNHA 1A 1B Rarepair Mixer! - Day 1

This event was organized by @bnhararepairhub

[A/N]:

I had this idea way back in Halloween but never got the chance to post it. Anyway, here it is!

Prompt/Title: Crushing

It all happened so fast.

The first second, an explosion erupted. Kendo, being quick to think, took action as dust and debris blew around. Small pebbles struck her face as if sharp needles.

The next second, she loosened her grip on her girlfriend and co-hero, Creati, too see blood ooze out from the bottom.

What? She thought, I’m not hurt.

She opened her hand, releasing her girlfriend - who peeled off her palm and face-planted on the floor.

Kendo was right. She wasn’t hurt.

The blood was her girlfriend’s.

“Creati?” Kendo’s voice held a slight hint of panic. She hurried to her girlfriend, who lay unresponsive.

“Creati?” Kendo repeated, “can you hear me?”

She placed a hand on Yaoyorozu’s skin - it was cold. She leaned closer to her partner and listened to the faint, shaky breaths she let out.

Blood was dripping from her mouth.

“Momo!” Kendo twirled her girlfriend around to face her. Big mistake.

The black-haired girl winced in pain. She looked deflated. And, well, her ribs looked crushed.

Kendo couldn’t fathom the idea. She stared at her girlfriend, who hanged on the brink of death.

This was her fault. She tried to save Momo from the explosion but crushed her instead.

“Momo? Momo!” Kendo’s voice became frantic.

She killed her girlfriend. She killed her girlfriend. She shook her head, unable to process what was happening, tears streaming down her face.

“I’m sorry, Momo, I’m so sorry!” She sobbed, “I never meant to! I love you!”

She stared at Momo, hoping she’d spring up and pick up where she left off like the resilient girl she was.

But no.

She was already dead.

Everybody saying that Ryota Suzui's purpose in Kakegurui is to keep Yumeko sane completely misses the point of his character. Over and over again it is made very clear that he has no power whatsoever to control Yumeko's decisions, and even clearer that they are not the product of somebody sane. Throughout the series's endlessly escalating gambles, Suzui is there as the audience surrogate so we can understand whats going on and how ridiculous the scale of each gamble is from the perspective of someone grounded in reality-- a reminder that no, not even at Hyakkou are they remotely reasonable. In between bets he is the one Yumeko talks to, and he is genuinely her friend. When he does gamble, its often with or for Yumeko, when his faith in her skill is shown to influence her and her faith in him makes him stronger. Ryota doesnt keep her sane. Ryota keeps her human.

MeliNeji Week, Day 4!

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[A/N]

Hehe I used a cool font-

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Day 4 - Costume Upgrades

“Aaaaaaaaaannnd.... done!” Melissa exhaled tiresomely and slumped down in her chair, exhausted. “You can open your eyes, Neji.”

After half and hour of keeping her eyes tightly shut, Nejire opened her eyes to see a whole new Nejire-Chan. “Whoa... it’s so tech! No wonder it took you so long!”

Nejire examined her new appearance closer in the mirror, turning back to front. “It’s like I’m one of those FPI people in America!”

“FBI,” corrected Melissa, chuckling quietly. “Want to know what the upgrades do?”

“Heck yeah!” Nejire slid thick goggles off of her head, “tell me what these do first!”

“Okay,” Melissa took the goggles from Nejire’s hands, put them back on her head and switched them on.

Nejire’s interest spiked as the room became illuminated with emerald-green color with squarish, yellow text analyzing objects and people around her - including Melissa.

“This upgrade helps you analyze your opponent’s weakest spot so you can find the best point to shoot your quirk at them.” Explained Melissa.

“Ooh...” awed Nejire, “now these!” She held up her hands to show two thicker gloves than the ones she had before with two small buttons on both of the outside sides of the gloves.

“Those just amplify your power.” Said Melissa, “it’s not as cool as the first upgrade, but I thought it would be useful-”

“Lemme test ’em!”

“Wait, you don’t know how-!”

Before Melissa could protest, Nejire switched the upgrade on and blasted her quirk forward; smashing the mirror and then the window in front of them.

“To use them...” Melissa sighed painstakingly.

“Whoopsie, that’s my bad.” Nejire looked apologetically at Melissa, “am I gonna have to pay for that?”

Melissa stayed silent.

“I’ll take that as a yes...” Nejire switched off the gloves, took them off and handed them to Melissa.

“Better keep these out of my reach, honey...”

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[A/N]

I think I’m losing my ability to make a good plot and write longer prompts, but oh, well. I still had fun writing this, though! I especially liked the ending.

MangaSuna Week - Day 3!

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Day 3 - Injuries

Sometimes injuries were small, but sometimes they were big. Sometimes they were meaningless; just being a little reminder to not be reckless. But sometimes they were hurtful; hurtful on the inside and outside, for no reason at all...

Sometimes you just felt sad, whether it be an injury or not.

When feelings are bottled up inside you, they build up higher and higher till they lose their foundation and collapse.

And when it collapses, it breaks.

And when it finally broke, Setsuna broke too.

Sat with her legs crossed against her chest, tears welled out of her eyes with a tissue box next to her; soon about to be completely empty. She sat with her back against the frame of her bed, sniffling helplessly.

The others were asleep by now, and she worried that her bawls would wake them up.

Suddenly, her phone rang.

She wiped her nose with her periwinkle shirt sleeve and looked at the screen.

Manga was calling. How unusual...

She pressed the answer button.

"Manga?" She said, putting on her best I-just-woke-up voice. "What's up?"

"Hey, Setsuna," he replied, "how are you?"

Setsuna paused for a few seconds, before answering with; "good. Tired, but good. You?"

"I'm doing alright, I guess."

"It's pretty random that you called me, especially at this time. Are you sure everything is okay for you?"

"Yeah, I'm sure." There was a pause at the other end of the line, "are you sure that you're just 'good?'"

"Yeah, that I'm sure of."

"Good."

And then there was a deathly silence that got to all.

"Well, um... goodnight!"

"Yeah, night! Sweet dreams!"

The call was ended.

Setsuna switched off her phone and collapsed face first onto her bed, hugging her pillow...

Someone cared.

About her.

Maybe she was just making a big deal out of it, but she felt a warm reassurance. Someone she barely spoke to, actually took their own time into asking if she was okay. She barely spoke with him. Barely...

She smiled to herself, and put in a mental note to do the same for him.

And after her long episode of feeling unwanted and empty, she fell asleep, knowing that someone really did care.

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[A/N]

Yes, I know this wasn't a literal interaction, but I put in some thinking about how an actual relationship would kick off, y'know?

I just figured that if he made her feel happy, that would make her notice him more.

Or maybe I just overthink things...?