To tell the truth, I didn't quite understand what was required to do in it, but the plot here is that: Kowalski was fixing a coffee machine and accidentally created a device for moving through universes. And now the original Kowalski, Rico from the humanized universe, Private from a universe where everyone is evil (because if someone dressed as punk his is automatically evil, mlb won't teach you anything bad) and the Skipper from the au I recently created, must somehow work together in order to return to their worlds and bring the originals back.
Inspired by Sung Hyunjae and Seseong Guild from The S-Ranks That I Raised.
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Features:
Customizable icons, chosen from Cappuccicons: 1 blog-wide icon, and up to 8 individually customizable links (see under the cut for how to add custom links)
Text options: choose between upper/lowercase for special text, Google and Tumblr fonts, and font sizes
Appearance options: customizable post widths and sidebar width, and a variety of color options, including an (optional) light/dark mode toggle
Optional title/avatar/description, search bar, like/reblog buttons, date/timestamps, tags, and Archive/Random links
Responsive
Supports new post types/pinned posts
And more!
See more about how to customize this theme and theme credits under the cut. For additional help, feel free to send me an ask.
Image options
There are various options for avatar and background images. For avatars:
No avatar: Turn off "Show Avatar" and remove the LM Avatar image.
Single avatar on both light/dark modes: Turn on "Show Avatar" and upload a default avatar.
Different avatar on light and dark mode: Turn on "Show Avatar", upload a default avatar, and upload the LM Avatar image.
Avatar only on one color mode, but not both: Turn off "Show Avatar" and upload the LM Avatar image. (The avatar will only show on "light" mode.)
And similarly, for background images:
No background images: Remove the Background image and remove the LM Background image.
Single background image on both light/dark modes: Upload the Background image.
Different background image on light and dark mode: Upload the Background image and the LM Background image.
Background image only on one color mode, but not both: Remove the Background image and upload the LM Background image. (The background image will only show on "light" mode.)
Customization of icons in general
Icons are taken from Cappuccicons. To customize them, find an icon you like from the Cappuccicons page; then, insert the text name of that icon into an icon field, following the pattern of the pre-filled icons.
For example, the screenshots above use "flash-o" and "paw" for "Main Theme Icon". They're visible just under the navigation (and in place of the color mode toggle, if it's disabled).
Make sure NOT to include quotes around the name! Write flash-o and not "flash-o" in the relevant fields.
Customization of custom pages/navigation
For the navigation under the description box, you can choose to use either (1) the inbuilt Tumblr pages or (2) manually enter links using the fields provided in the theme options.
To use option 1, turn "Standard navigation icons" on., then add links using Tumblr's "add a page" option (see here for a guide).
This method technically allows for infinite links; however, I strongly recommend you have only 8 or fewer links, so that they don't overflow the sidebar.
All links will use the same icon, the one listed in the "Standard navigation icon" text field ("link" by default).
The text entered in "Show a link to this page" will appear as a tooltip on the link when it's hovered on.
To use option 2, turn "Standard navigation icons" off, and add links using the "Page # link/label/icon" fields in the Customize menu.
This method lets you add only up to 8 links, but you can give each one its own icon using the corresponding "Page # icon" field.
The text in "Page # label" will appear as a tooltip on the link when it's hovered on.
Navigation items only appear if the "Page # link" field is filled in.
Theme credits: Tippy tooltips by atomiks, Cappuccicons by Suiomi, custom like buttons by Demirev, NPF photosets plugin by codematurgy, dark/light mode toggle by eggdesign, custom audio posts by annasthms, scroll to top script by Fabian Lins
they had a quiet and cozy christmas eve night all to themselves ✨ where they exchanged their gifts and mickey called ian a sap about 7 times, all with this face 🥰
“ian, how many times are you going to wave that little branch over my head?”
“the entire night, mick. you have to kiss me! it’s the rule!”
“alright, i don’t need a fucking little tree for that though… sap”
For this month’s @gallacrafts, I got (Not) Boyfriends Era.
When Ian was nine years old, he realized they never hung stockings in the Gallagher house. He’d seen stockings on TV. He’d seen them in stores. But the only nod his family made to Christmas was a sad fake tree.
He broke his piggy bank and bought all the siblings stockings from the dollar store. He made sure each one had at least one gift in it on Christmas morning.
Every year, the stockings became Ian’s thing. He’d put a pack of cigarettes in Lip’s. He’d put some eye shadow in Debbie’s. He’d put a grocery store gift card in Fiona’s.
Every Christmas morning, his family smiled at the little extra gifts they received.
Every Christmas morning, Ian’s stocking was empty.
He didn’t care at first. He knew the stockings were his way of spreading extra cheer. No one asked him to buy them, so why should anyone else be expected to participate?
After a few years, it became a secret holiday tradition for him to feel his stocking on Christmas morning. Maybe this would be the year he’d finally receive something. Maybe this would be the year at least one of his siblings would think to buy one little token and drop it in there.
He couldn’t say anything to them. He couldn’t ask for their participation, because that would ruin the spirit. But with each passing year, his sadness deepened. With each year, that massive bubble of hope he carried around was met with a dramatic pop.
By the time he and Mickey were sleeping together — but totally not dating — Ian had years of empty disappointment. He slunk downstairs on Christmas morning expecting to see his stocking lying flat against the fireplace.
Except, it wasn’t.
His stocking had a bulge at the top, a misshapen gift with brown paper sticking out.
Ian looked around the room at his brothers and sisters opening presents and sipping hot chocolate. They’d already emptied their stockings. They’d already started to build a fire hazard of paper and crumpled bags in the middle of the living room.
Ian sat on the bottom stair and clutched the stocking to his chest. It didn’t matter what was inside. Maybe it was a rock from Carl. Maybe it was a squished cupcake from Debbie. All that mattered was that his tiny holiday wish had finally come true.
After his heart slowed and he ran his fingers across the fabric too many times, he reached inside.
The paper bundle he pulled out was tied with a string. It said “Firecrotch” on the outside, which made Ian shake his head. He knew exactly who it was from, and he strained to keep his emotions from bowling over.
How the hell had Mickey pulled this off? Maybe he crept in last night. Maybe he slipped the gift to Lip and asked for his help. Every day, Mickey found a way to surprise him.
Ian untied the string with a shaky hand. He smiled so wide, he thought he’d burst.
Inside the paper was a random assortment of stuff from Mickey’s house: A lighter. Brass knuckles. A bullet. A sample of the good weed he’d been promising to let Ian try. A knife.
But there were other things, too. A blue ticket from the carnival they’d snuck into back in the fall. A plastic sword from when they’d eaten a sub sandwich together — and subsequently stabbed each other all afternoon with the little green blade. A couple of band-aids because Mickey always told him he was the clumsiest motherfucker. A little pen drawing Mickey had done of a skull with bleeding swords. A set of earbuds because Mickey was sick of Ian always stealing his.
None of this stuff would mean anything to anyone else.
Revamped version of Beton (Theme 5). Responsive single column layout with a left sidebar and an overlay featuring an updates section, custom links, and a search box. The aesthetic matches that of Illuminate (Page 34).
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Please read the guide. It will give you a detailed overview over all the theme features and answers basic customization questions.
in a world where we got s2/s3 christmas, picture this:
christmas day - ian is at home, covered in siblings. rudolph is on the television, everyone piled on the couch to watch. all is calm, all is bright, etc. but ian's a little restless. as if on cue, his phone chimes (debbie elbows him for not having his phone on silent even though she's seen this movie a hundred times). where you at? ian just sends a grainy photo of the television, a small pile of presents beneath it. mickey doesn't reply after that, and ian realizes he'd probably forgotten about christmas... or that he was trying to avoid it. so he sends another text: tired of xmas. wanna fuck?
it's not what he wanted to say. he'd wanted to say can i see you? or merry christmas or something corny about mistletoe. but he actually wants to see mickey, so he holds off. they meet at their crumbling rooftop spot, even though it's fucking freezing. it's a quick and hurried thing, they both stay as bundled up as possible - but ian tears off his gloves at the end so he can touch mickey's skin. when it's over and they're warming up with a joint, they both turn for their backpacks. mickey pulls out a six pack, says he was on a run earlier and stole it from a convenience store - "these beers are about as gay as you 🙄" ian grins and calls him mad elf several times, and mickey only punches him once. ian also stole his contribution: a package of christmas cupcakes from the kash and grab after linda made him work yesterday. mickey eats most of them and gets icing all over his face. ian is desperate to kiss it off but he just smiles and sips his beer. they part ways without mentioning christmas at all, but they both not so stealthily pocket a bottle cap as a memento 😌
