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6. on the post, edit and click the settings cog in the top right corner. scroll down to the text editor menu, and change rich text to HTML.

7. paste everything from the HTML box from stuffbydavid. you can paste it anywhere in the editor, just make sure not to delete any other text while doing this. as shown in the image, HTML editor will remove any “read more” line breaks, and it’ll reset image formatting if you have more than one on the same line.

8. select the settings cog again and change HTML back to rich text.

there is also a little preview button that you can use in the HTML editor on desktop, right at the top of the text body. this lets you flip back and forth much easier while editing.

9. now you can copy and paste the colored text wherever you want in the post editor !! as long as you’re in the editor on desktop, it will copy the exact same HTML format (color, size, bold, italics, et cetera). however, it only copies the exact format from the post editor on desktop, and it will not transfer if you try to copy it outside of that.

extra notes & advanced tips ;

you can also move the colored text around in the tumblr mobile app, but you can’t copy or edit it. if you want to add more colored text, you’ll have to change it back to HTML on desktop again.

keep in mind that you will have to reformat line breaks and images every time that you switch from HTML to rich text.

I used to use the jsfiddle website, but it stopped working for me. I also think the stuffbydavid website is much easier to use !!

you will start to recognize what the HTML codes mean and have an idea of where to paste, but you can always just paste it at the top or bottom of the post and move it once you’re back in rich text.

you can edit solid color text directly in the tumblr HMTL post editor if you want. switch to the HTML editor and find the hex code (if you’re using tumblr’s default text colors, they have their own names instead of hex codes — ex. niles, joey). type the new hex code where the old one was, and type the updated words between the > and < after the hex. if you make the text small like I usually do, it will have <small> and </small> in there as well.

this is what they look like in HTML :

example ( color #fb0093 )

example ( tumblr color niles )

for example, you can change color #fb0093 to color #c1e4fb, and >example< to >tumblr color text tutorial< directly in the HTML editor without having to use the stuffbydavid website !! but this is only for solid colors.

most people probably know this, but you can also edit color text by typing in between letters that already have color !! this works on both desktop and the mobile app without having to edit the HTML.

if you have any questions, please leave them in the comments and I will try my best to answer !! I’d also really appreciate it if you could like and reblog this post 🫶🏻 thanks !! and I make some of my own graphics, so you guys can always message me if you need help with anything. :3

disclaimer. my blog is very nsfw, so mdni beyond this point. you might want to like or reblog this post for reference, but please do not seek out the other content on my blog if you’re under the age of 18.

many kisses !!

— senpai

tutorial was requested by this anon ask :)

each orgasm left you shaking and breathless and it took everything out of you, but you couldn’t get enough of him and he couldn’t get enough of you. you left in the morning while he was still more than half asleep, even though it hurt, just because you really didn’t know this man. you still left a note with your phone number and full name on his bedside table, then kissed his cheek before disappearing.

it broke his heart.

but he still texted you and you were the first to fold, asking to see him again after only two weeks. but you still left in the morning, and yuji wondered what he was doing wrong. he hadn’t had a relationship like this before, and he hated the loneliness. he knew that he should just ask you, but he didn’t want to mess things up by seeming clingy.

however, on the fourth or fifth night that you slept there, you felt him pulling at you as you tried to get out of his bed. you had plans with your friends that afternoon, and you were already going to be late as is.

“please.” he speaks softly, his warm, muscular arms wrapped around your core, holding you in place but not hurting you.

“yuji?”

“stay, please, I can’t—” he whines, begging, almost sounding like he’s sobbing. you try to move again and this time he lets go, folding in on himself and hiding his face in the pillows. you turn to look at him, gently placing your hand on his face, and you can see tears in his long, pretty eyelashes, already wetting the pillowcase beneath him. you run your thumb across his cheekbone, trying to soothe him.

“what’s wrong, baby, bad dream?”

“no, I don’t want you to leave. please.”

you frown, running your hands through his gorgeous, silky hair. fuck, you think, grabbing your phone and cancelling on your friends without much of a second thought. you climb back into bed and into his arms, and he’s still crying. poor baby.

“it’s okay, yuji, I’m staying.” you reassure him, and he sighs in relief.

“thank you, I need you.” and he’s so much bigger than you but he’s vulnerable. his handsome face is in your neck, softly kissing you while you still feel warm tears wet your skin, still hear his shaky little breaths and sniffles. you would have a lot to talk about later.

⋯

when you two finally get up for the day — hair and teeth brushed, faces washed, you in one of his oversized tees, and breakfast well on its way — he looks at you with the sweetest puppy eyes that you’ve ever seen, and he’s not even doing it on purpose. he’s just shy about what he’s going to say.

“I’m sorry about this morning.”

“don’t be. it’s okay, yuji.”

“I just, I want to know you better. I want to spend time with you, and take you on dates. I want to see your home. I want to meet your friends. we have something, don’t we? I’ve never felt like this. I know that you feel it too, right?”

you just realize now as you’re preparing breakfast in his big, lonely apartment, that you two have never even shared one meal together after all of these months.

“y-yeah. I was just scared that you didn’t feel the same.”

yuji almost looks as if he’s going to cry again, with tears in those beautiful, honey-colored eyes that you love so much, but he smiles. “good, I … I’m happy.”

you turn to him and he’s sitting at the breakfast table, relaxed with his legs spread and one hand on his mug of black coffee. his massive, muscular thighs look delicious, and you can’t help yourself from sitting in his lap. you sit facing him, and you kiss him.

it’s slow, but still purposeful. not because you’re going to have sex, just to taste him, to reassure him. he whimpers into the kiss, placing his big, warm hands on your waist, pulling you even closer. his lips are soft, his tongue is warm, and he tastes sweet, even with the bitter coffee.

“you’re so pretty, I want to give you everything.” he whispers, and his eyes are hazy and lovesick, but he means it. “I need you too, yuji.”

his breath catches, and he kisses you again. “thank you, angel girl. I promise that I’ll take care of you.”

you spend the whole weekend together, and you were both so cozy and content. you went walking together, grabbing coffee and tea at your favorite spots, then on a proper date at his favorite restaurant, and cuddling and watching anime and movies all night. you didn’t think that the sex could have gotten any better, but it did. and for the first time, he didn’t have to ask you to stay in the morning, because you didn’t even consider leaving.

yuji feels happier and more relieved than he has in decades, but there’s still that slight feeling of dread gnawing at him, knowing that he’ll have to explain everything about his immortality at some point. he hopes that you’ll still accept him, but he’s lived long enough to know that he should just live in the moment and appreciate what he has with you for now.

neither of you know it right now, but this is just the beginning of the happiest parts of your lives, and you’ll both love each other until your very last breaths.

◟♡

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of course he’s hot, but he’s also the best fuck that you’ve ever had or ever will have. the way he speaks to you, the way he fucks you, his relentless stamina, how he loves to please you. he’s absolutely ruined you for anyone else.

some things that he’s said to you ;

“you’re so small, baby … I’ve got you, you can take it, you’ve done this before.”

“that’s it, just use me, fuck yourself on my big cock, y’doing so good.”

“you’re so pretty .. I’ve always been obsessed with you.”

“fuck me, use me… fuck, just like that, angel.”

“yeah, you gonna cum for me? it feels that good?”

“you look so pretty ridin’ me like that, baby.”

“I fucking need it, it’s only you, it’s always been you.”

“you’re doing so good f’me, pretty girl.”

“no faking that shit. I don’t care how long it takes, I’m making you cum on my fucking face.”

“yeah, put that perfect pussy on my face … mmph, fuck.”

“good fuckin’ girl … fuck, I’m hard again. y’ve no idea what you fucking do to me.”

“you’re begging me to cream in your pussy? fuck, m’gonna get you pregnant one day.”

“please, baby, let me see it, want you to squirt the fuck all over me, you’re so fucking hot, squeezin’ me so tight … fuck.”

“y’did so good, baby, you can cum for me … cum all over my pretty cock, it’s all yours, make a fuckin’ mess on me.”

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“no panties today, pretty thing?” he drawls, kissing your neck again and it makes you shiver in his hold.

“I was coming back to bed..”

“yeah, you are.” with that, he lifts your right leg up onto the counter for better access, gently running his forefingers through your folds, his thumb easily finding your clit. you gasp, almost losing your balance but he holds you against him. his cock is so thick and pretty, so big, and you can feel him softly grinding against your back while he tries to ease you open on his fingertips.

“why don’t you enjoy your tea, mama, and I’ll enjoy my breakfast?”

you just nod, completely in awe of him. he’s so good to you. he sits you up on the counter like you’re a little doll, leaving the sweetest little kisses down your stomach and thighs. you’re already dripping, a sticky, sweet, gossamer mess, leaving syrupy strings that make him moan when he licks it up. he’s so handsome, and you love his scars.

“god, you’re fucking perfect.” he tells you, and he means every word. he’s so in love with you and your body. he doesn’t deserve you, and he can hardly believe that you actually let him have you like this.

he unties your robe, getting on his knees for you. he gives you soft kitten licks at first, but he loves your taste so much that he starts to get greedy ; tonguing your cunt as deeply as he can, sucking your little pink clit into his mouth. you whine, your ass half off of the granite ledge as you arch your back, letting him get a better angle to tongue fuck your tight hole.

“s’fucking sweet, I love it,” he groans, running his tongue through your slick pussy, and flicking the tip against your clit on the upstroke. you moan, trying to steady yourself with your hands in his thick, snowy hair, and bringing his warm, skillful mouth even closer to your core. it’s his favorite taste ; nothing else even compares.

“nemi…” you sniffle, and he looks up at you with those gorgeous lavender eyes and long lashes that you love so much. he’s still sleepy, but his irises are glistening with affection and desire. “I’m close.” and the eye contact just pushes you even closer.

“yeah? I know, angel .. say ‘please, sanemi.’” he was being good, but can’t help but tease you because you’re so fucking cute.

“please, sanemi … please, please, please!” you sob, easily giving into him. he presses the tip of his tongue on your clit, circling it oh-so-precisely while your hips rut against him, getting that perfect angle and rhythm that makes you cum so hard that your vision goes black, so hard that you can’t breathe.

not long after that, he has you crying with your thighs shaking around his pretty face, which is covered in your sweet nectar that he happily drinks up. he finally carries you to the bedroom, and you can’t even count how many times he makes you cum that morning .. but you’re still sure to say please and thank you for each one because he has you so well trained, and he makes you feel so much better than anyone else ever has. :3

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“of course I’d be here, sho.” you reassure him, placing your hand on his face and gently rubbing his cheek. he gives you the cutest half-lidded, lovesick gaze and it makes your heartbeat pick up. “you ready to go home?”

shoto nods, taking his phone out of his pocket and texting one of his father’s drivers to come and pick you up. the ride is quiet and uneventful, but shoto is cuddled up into your side the entire time. you hold his hand, running your fingers over the scars, wondering what’s gotten into him.

the driver drops you off at shoto’s place. you thank the older gentleman for getting you both home safely, and you help shoto out of the car even, though he’s so much taller than you. he lives alone in a traditional style house like he was raised in. it’s massive, and it can feel a bit lonely. luckily, you’re there with him tonight.

you have to baby him a bit, which you really don’t mind. you help him take off his jacket, and you both take your shoes off at the door. you hardly turn any lights on because you know the way to his bedroom. there, you help him into some comfy clothes, then lead him into the bathroom to wash and moisturize his face, and then you brush his hair. you love his hair. the two tones are gorgeous, and it’s always so soft and silky. you find yourself playing with it, humming, and he’s in heaven, just letting you pamper him. it is his birthday, after all.

you tuck him into his massive bed and he clings to you, whining and trying to pull you on top of him. you shush him, letting him know that it’s okay, you’re not leaving, you’re just going to the bathroom to clean yourself up. he lets you go, pouting, and you steal one of his t-shirts for the time being, uncertain if you’re going to stay the night. you’ve seen him tipsy before, but never like this. you had no idea that he could be this touchy and needy. it’s cute.

when you come back, he has his bedside lamp on and he’s still awake, waiting patiently for your return. his eyes are big and glittery, looking up at you as if you could fix all of his problems, all of his loneliness, and it breaks your heart.

“hey,” you say quietly, running your fingers through his hair again.

“hi.” he responds, and you finally settle into bed with him. he couldn’t be happier, and he doesn’t even have any untoward intentions. he just wants to be close to you.

“you’re so warm, n’ smell so good,” shoto hums, nuzzling into you like he’s a cat, resting his head on your chest. you don’t say anything because you’re tired too, and he starts to worry that he’s making you uncomfortable.

he looks up at you again, and his eyes are shimmering. “m’sorry … is this too much?”

“no, it’s okay, I’d tell you if it was. don’t worry,” you pause, but then you speak without thinking ; “I like you, sho.”

his face lights up for a moment, but it’s quickly overshadowed by his insecurities, and he looks away.

“d-don’t say that.”

“why?”

“because I want you.” his gaze meets yours for just a moment, but he’s unable to hold it after finally admitting that out loud.

you’re silent, just trying to process his words. you can’t say that it was out of the realm of possibilities, but it’s still a bit unexpected. you want him, too, but you honestly always thought that he was far too good for you. he probably is.

you don’t know what to say, so you softly kiss his cheek. it’s something so innocent, but it makes him feel wanted, and his heart is pounding.

“can we talk about it tomorrow? you drank a lot, love.” you ask, brushing his silky hair out of his face, your thumb gently tracing the scar around his eye. he looks so handsome.

“yeah, of course. I just want you to be comfortable.”

“I am. thanks, sho .. and happy birthday, angel boy.”

“goodnight, pretty.”

you both fall asleep feeling so cozy and content. needless to say, you were late for your meeting in the morning, but it was worth it.

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