#feedback welcome.

[mizukibull]

Tumblr dash got updated again.

I got sick and tired of it and am on sick leave, so tried to fix it. It is a UX design crime to change the position of a function button like that, so I put reblog back in the bottom right corner.

It is compatible with the quick reblog feature in xkit rewritten by @april.

This solution is built on the Old Tumblr Dashboard (Userstyle) by @pixiel (thank you for your hard work on keeping this ship from sinking!), and you can just add the code to the end or beginning of the code in stylus. 1. Install Stylus (Firefox) or Manifest v2 (Chrome/Edge)

2. Install this userstyle I made.

It is also possible to hide the number of notes (all types) by removing the commenting ("/*" and "*/" on the relevant code block (below). That way, you will only see the icons, but not the amounts of any of the notes:

[liathchorcra]

Angels:

"The words we said, became hollow and dead, like we lived our lives before. The love we knew withered and flew, for me not you, ‘cause you felt it all before; and I coulda swore love was never a chore. But I saw you settle into dust as your cheeks began to rust, from settled water, fathered by another crying daughter.

As you rust, you became to trust, letting him know the depths of your soul, no enemies in sight. Watch him go; mind, eyes, both set to kill, and on he goes; thinking of yesterday blues, ‘cause today is too grim, you still think of him.

'Cause maybe he'll learn to talk, I'm learning to walk… And take my time, so these angels take him away, place his body 6 feet beneath clay, 'cause I'm learning to turn my back… Once more.

The pain of the rain, who knew we became so vain, obsessed with self worth; an empty birth.

We had our mind, one we couldn’t find, on another rainy day, as the cloud moved in, all we could do was swim. Growing waves and empty caves he knew, you saw them too. It was his flaw, not to raise his jaw and speak of words he wanted to preach.

He stepped into the shade another soul destined to fade, wanting to leave so he could breath, for the first time in years, exhaling his fears, no more evening tears. Settling into dust, breaking that rust, as he feel from trust. So let these angels take him away, let him be free for one more day.”