#anyways- 500 notes and I'll do it

[askblueandviolet]

Get this post to 500 notes and I'll make them kiss within the ask blog.

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[mimicteruyo]

This is the moment when I figure out I'm paralysed with fear trying to write something new instead of editing old drafts.

[scarletfasinera]

Anyway since I can't send an ask because of character limit and I gave up after trying to write it three different ways and it not working, I'll just. Idk write a short vague post back? I'm assuming a vague for a vague is fair (don't worry I don't want to be mean I just have no other way of navigating this situation.) Since I'm exhausted & but want to at least express my view of it.

Idk just on the off chance they see this or one of our shared mutuals shows them or something. My "weak subtext" post had absolutely nothing to do with Adam Warlock, I didn't even remember that I reblogged that poll before making my post. I had seen like six other polls after the Adam one, bc I was actively looking through the blog, that did the exact thing my post was about, the blogrunner (who shall remain anonymous) had Pointed Out in private that it was happening and gave several examples & it was distressing them so I checked the blog myself and commented on it, which was why I made the post. Not the Adam poll in particular which I didn't remember and wasn't thinking about. I do not know enough about Adam to say anything about either the text or the subtext or anything, so I just. Wouldn't? It really baffled me that it was read that way.

Anyway. Farewell beloved mutual we barely knew ye...

[qqtxt]

[🍬] 500 followers mini fics

[🍬] 500 followers mini fics (any post with the emoji on the left is for this series of mini fics!)

✿ you can send in a [prompt] + a [member] and i’ll write a little something!  ✿ for the prompts, you can choose from this reblogged list!  ✿ for the members, you can choose anyone from tomorrow x together / txt ✿ kindly only choose 1 prompt and 1 member only. ✿ you can send in more than one request but i will do my best to get through all of them! 

hi my lovelies! in mini celebrations of reaching 500 followers (still dk how we got here, lol), i wanted to do a little something! i was honestly messing around and thought i’d write these txt stuff for myself to read, so imagine my surprise when people kinda enjoy it? pikachu is me rn. 

nevertheless, i am grateful for all the support on here, so i wanted to do a lil’ something! have a good day/afternoon/night wherever you are and thank you! 🌸

[krysmcscience]

At long last: either an alternate explanation for or continuation of my prior comic regarding how Bill was ABSOLUTELY naked in Ford's karaoke night drawing. (Because errors in art do not exist. Artists do not make mistakes. So if you see any in this comic, No You Do Not.)

I am so normal about these old dorks.

I'm not really clear on exactly when Bill started throwing his desperation book at Ford just like a needy ex do, but I find it extremely funny to imagine it happening literally the day of or after the makeshift funeral. Bill just gets this weird sense of 'Ford is taking steps to move on' and CANNOT FUCKING ABIDE.

I hope you enjoy all the goofy things I added to each page of Bill's sad spieling. (Everything SHOULD be readable so long as you view the full size, but I have added basically this whole little fanfic in the image descriptions, LMAO, which lays out all the little written notes and such.) Also don't ask how Bill managed to sneak that vampire pen in there. I have no idea, and honestly? I don't wanna know.

Oh, and a little bonus comic:

Of course Bill would take it as flirting. Because between the two of them, Bill is the bigger masochist By Far. :)

Also I have continued applying The Good Place logic to any of Bill's attempts to swear. Case in point, one last bonus image, this time with a motivational line from my slapdash Theraprism OC, EV-01:

Yes, its name is just 'love' backwards. No, I will not be taking any feedback on this. Yes, EV-01 was only ever assigned to Bill's case due to the Theraprism being desperate to make some progress in rehabilitating him. No, it did not work anywhere close to staff's expectations - Bill didn't even appreciate EV-01's matching fondness for bowties! (He claimed the fondness to be "cultural appropriation" and insisted he'd been traumatized by it.)

Anyway, if you like my stuff, reblogs are very much appreciated, and if you really really like it, perhaps consider my commissions or yeeting a teeny tiny tip my way? I am trying to recoup over 500 dollars in vet bills, ahaha... 🙃

In other news, I loved all the fun tags people added to the prior naked-karaoke comic (such as 'the hat and bow-tie stay ON during sex' and the classic '[insert keysmash here]', as well as the many amused/bewildered remarks about how I either made the bricks a piece of clothing or just straight up peeled Bill's skin off). However, I think my favorite thing by far was the several people losing their shit over the fact that I gave Bill toes. Like, excuse me? The magical talking triangle can have fingers but not toes??? Since when was that a rule????? 🤣 (Also the one person who reblogged with the cropped panel where Bill's fishnets pants are falling off to ask why Bill peed himself. Dude, I want to examine your brain...?)

Okie-dokie, I'm sick of looking at all of this stuff now and I'm off to go to work, after which I will either scribble some more goofy "Billford" comics or perhaps draw my lame human!Bill in Situations, idk yet. Maybe I'll even finally draw more than just a single other person's human!Bill...? Who knows, but I sure hope I can mix it up a little and not turn whatever I draw into a month-long fukken project. >:\

[wistfulenchantress]

completed.

EDIT: this has now, as of this edit, reached over 2,000 notes. And I have started doing the things. My life is still far from perfect, but I genuinely do scroll through all the replies and reblogs and watch people get other people to help and reassure me and check on me and it makes me feel so much more loved than i normally do. i'm even going to bed earlier because you said i should. i love all of you so much, and i owe you 2,053 times. all my love, witch.

ORIGINAL POST:

ok here goes. i haven't taken enough care of myself recently. so here we go

if this reaches 100 notes i will start doing yoga again, to help with my anxiety COMPLETE (how you guys are insane)

if this reaches 200 notes i'll start studying more and putting in more effort COMPLETE (o my gosh)

if it reaches 500 i will actually try my best to exercise for the right reasons, instead of random bursts of self-hatred/body hatred COMPLETE (i posted this yesterday evening)

if this reaches 700 notes i will try my absolute best to fix my sleep schedule COMPLETE (ok this is insane)

if this reaches 1000 notes i will be more honest with my therapist COMPLETE (dammit you guys ilysm but this is gonna be hard)

if this reaches 2300 notes i will be more honest with myself about why i am turning to tumblr for this kind of thing and write a poem about it. (this one is a joke since i think 5000 is impossible, and i will write a poem for you guys anyway. i love you) (i’ve now changed this to a more reasonable goal - one really close to what i have now - because honestly i want you guys to succeed because the fact that people are still on this post is insane and it makes me smile.) AND COMPLETE! (i love every person who interacted with this post so much it isn’t even funny. all my gratitude and adoration, witch)

this ends at the beginning of may. you can spam i guess i have 35 followers it prob wont even reach 100. but go ahead, tumblr, do your thing. lol

[kathryn-maraudersversion]

I'm going to do the reblog thing cause I'm bored and should probably do half of this shit anyway:

50 notes and I'll drink 500ml of water everyday (I'm lucky if I have a sip usually)

100 notes and I'll clean my house

200 notes and I'll go out of my house everyday

300 notes and I'll try to wear my glasses more

400 notes and I'll start taking my meds again (probably should do that anyway but it's fine)

500 notes and I'll get a therapist

600 notes and I'll try to eat everyday

700 notes and I'll start journalling again

800 notes and I'll go to bed before 1am

900 notes and I won't cry for a week

1k notes and I'll tell my brother I'm dating his best friend (I swear this better flop or I'm going to die)

1.1k notes and I'll make more of these

Doing more since it made it

1.2k notes and I'll tell my friends my eating disorder is back

1.4k notes and I'll tell my bf I love him (I do but I'm not good with talking about feelings)

1.6k notes and I'll talk to my sister in law

1.8k notes and I'll talk to my brother again

2k notes and I'll talk to my step-mum for the first time after my dad's death (which was when I was 12)

2.1k notes and I'll make more

Red=will start soon

Yellow=in progress

Green=done

[popcorn-plots]

I should be doing homework but instead...

(idek if this is popular anymore, I just need motivation tbh)

1 note and I'll go take a shower

25 notes and I'll get off Tumblr and finish my homework.

50 notes and I'll put away my laundry

100 notes and I'll fix my sleep schedule

150 notes and I'll start eating breakfast before school for the rest of the school year

200 notes and I'll tell my parents what I want for my birthday

250 notes and I'll start handing out my resume/applying to jobs [did not get hired anywhere, and I'm gone most of the summer anyways]

300 notes and I'll start running 1 mile every week

350 notes and I'll finish/publish a wip [trans Stephen fic, the public has determined]

400 notes and I'll finish the next chapter of BtSA [posted here]

450 notes and I'll spend 10 minutes a day working on my novel (;-;)

500 notes and I answer my emails

550 notes and I get a pixie cut (I've been wanting a shorter cut for months) [LOOK HERE]

600 notes and I'll fix my Doctor Strange cosplay (and post pictures) [new magnets came, once I fix it, me and my friend are going to do a photo shoot]

(1000 notes and I'll come out as genderfluid to my therapist, despite how terrifying it is)

(1500 notes and I'll come out to my favorite teacher OR my ally YW leader)

(if, for some reason, and probably with divine intervention, we hit 20,000 notes..... I may consider coming out to my parents and/or my ward friends.)

[sillyfakeboy]

Detrans Note Game

spamming is allowed and encouraged!!

repeating

every 5 notes - grow my hair out another day

every 10 notes - keep my face clean shaven another day

every 50 notes - a day without binding at all (not consecutive due to work)

non-repeating

100 notes - start wearing panties instead of briefs Waiting for my next paycheck to purchase them!

150 notes - keep my pussy shaved as well as my face

200 notes - start playing with my nipples for at least 30 minutes everyday, so they're nice and sensitive started this yesterday and i feel like i can already notice it-

250 notes - go out without my binder on (not allowed to layer clothing) I'll have to wait for a time to do this

300 notes - start pumping my pussy everyday

350 notes - make a profile on a hook-up/dating app (either grindr or tinder)

400 notes - look into ways to induce lactation and start trying them, including pumping my nipples everyday

450 notes - lower my T-shot dosage first lowered shot is this Sunday! (and for those wondering - i have doctor's approval, there's a high likelihood I would've been lowering the shot anyways)

500 notes - meet with someone from the hook-up/dating app and let them fuck me Waiting because of possible period

🎄 Notes Added: 500

i dont think we'll make that, but ill add more goals that you guys suggest if we do! Very clearly these goals were more attractive than I thought lol

of course, if i can post proof i will 🤍

ill stop counting on January 31st, 2025

[invertedrat]

!I'M NO LONGER DOING THIS!

!BRUH THIS IS OVER IM NOT DOING IT ANYMORE PLS STOP INTERACTING W/ IT!

Note goal thing that I tried before but it flopped lmao

10 notes: I'll eat something

I ate a rice cake :3

20 notes: I'll drink something that's not water :p

I drank half of a coke :3

50 notes: I'll try to start drawing again

I drew smth spooki todayy :3 I might post abt it later :3

100 notes: I'll watch a new movie (i have no motivation to)

I wtched ratatouille :3

200 notes: I'll start posting real wieiads

I'll start tommorow :3

300 notes: I'll fully commit to sewing something like a stuffed animal or sum

I'll post a poll on what I should sew :3

500 notes: I wont count my cals for a week

I'll start this coming sunday :(

1000 notes: I'll start posting pics of of me (NO FACE THO)

ok w h a t t t t 😰 im scared of y'all fr how did it get to 1k this fast :0 anyways I'll post whenever I'm having a good hair day😇 (almost never cuz I need a haircut urgently bro my layers are so overgrown it looks weird)

IM NOT DOING THIS ANYMORE, NO MATTER HOW MANY NOTES THIS GETS I WILL NO LONGER BE CROSSING THESE OUT OR DOING THEM

1500 notes: I'll start selling some useless stuff in my room

IM NOT DOING THIS ANYMORE, NO MATTER HOW MANY NOTES THIS GETS I WILL NO LONGER BE CROSSING THESE OUT OR DOING THEM

2000 notes: I'll (try to) 100% stop sh

IM NOT DOING THIS ANYMORE, NO MATTER HOW MANY NOTES THIS GETS I WILL NO LONGER BE CROSSING THESE OUT OR DOING THEM

5000 notes: I'll start telling my therapist my actual problems (I hide stuff from her)

[darlingsuperstition]

I need motivation so I'm doing one of these I guess.

At 20 notes, I start setting aside at least an hour a day to work on making a video game, and will post updates with progress (this hour does not include making music as I already do that with no motivation anyway.)

At 50 notes, I purge my wardrobe so it's only clothes I genuinely want and not mainly masc clothes I don't like

At 100 notes, I'll properly clean up my room

At 150 notes, I work on a cover of a song with lyrics and actually post it

At 200 notes, I post a picture of me in an outfit I feel comfortable and confident in.

At 300 notes, I get my eyes properly tested

At 450 notes, I start working on a pokemon fangame as a side project (and will ask for help from other people while doing so)

At 500 notes, I get my ears pierced

At 600 notes, I actively try to decide on and get a tattoo

At 700 notes, I actually try cosplaying again for the first time in a long time

At 800 notes, I try finding a collar for otherkin reasons

At 1000 notes, I get a fursuit, or at least a fursuit head. Yet to be decided how.

[aroaceloverofgarlicbread]

Okay guess I’m doing a note goal thingy

50: Continue working on my Undertale AU

100: Continue writing on my fantasy novel

200: Tell my parents I suspect I might have autism and ask them to get it checked

250: Try to beat the Pacifist and Vengeance routes of Undertale Yellow

300: Start making a Deltarune AU

400: I'll show you all the very cringe video I've made which is the Ness and Paula battle themes from Deltatraveler with Lyrics

500: Ask my parents if I can buy like some more merch or pins or something of the aroace flag

1000: I’ll make a gimmick blog of some sort (Okay I know we didn't reach this yet but I have made one anyways so like yeah)

2000: I’ll tell you all about the two very cringe story multiverses me and my friends made when we were like 8

2500: I’ll see if I can grow my hair out to be like actually long

5000: Come out as trans to my parents on my birthday (Which is January 29th. If it has not been beaten by then, I’ll do it the year after that instead)

10000: Come out to some of my irl friends as trans

Orange Means Working On It

Green Means Completed

Max 15 notes per person

I am genuinely hoping this doesn’t get 5000 or more but I know it’s better for me if it does, but I might still chicken out on some of these (Specifically the trans and autism related ones and possibly a few others), hopefully not though.

Tagging people is allowed

If I think of any more goals, I might add them

[inkedbybarnes]

be your date

bodyguard!bucky barnes x actress!fem!reader

summary: you are invited to this year's met gala, and your bodyguard is against the idea of letting you go alone.

word count: 500+

warnings: 18+ mdni. nothing sexual, but still. some banters. hints of fluff. a sprinkle of tension. grumpy but protective bucky (yes, that is a warning!) sort of bratty reader? lack of met gala knowledge probably. usage of petnames such as princess. lowercase writing.

photos used are only for aesthetic and not to describe or visualise the reader!

note: just a little drabble to the story/plot i've been writing! since there was recently a met gala, i thought this would be a great tease for this story. i hope you enjoy this one!

dividers made by @firefly-graphics!

comments, reblogs, and likes are highly appreciated. thank you! ♡

“you shouldn't go.”

as a celebrity, privacy was a rare luxury, and having your personal life being constantly invaded became your new norm.

it also meant having a personal bodyguard to keep you safe, but no one ever warned you about having a bodyguard who was both relentlessly protective and unbelievably attractive with a permanent frown on his face.

god, would it be so bad to have a crush on your bodyguard?

“you can't tell me what to do, you know that right?” you shot him a defiant look, although you knew he wasn't trying to control you, just keeping you safe.

getting a reaction other than a grunt from him was your favourite hobby, anyway.

a delivery was found on your doorstep this morning, containing an invitation and a bouquet of flowers. bucky was beside you as you opened the envelope, and immediately, he was against the idea.

“what even is the met gala?” he eyed the invitation you were holding, brow furrowed while he looked offended by the piece of paper. “it doesn't sound safe.”

bucky had learned about the letters that you would constantly receive, and how half of them were unusual and even concerning. you could still remember the frown he had kept all day when you received a marriage certificate in need of your signature.

he made sure to burn it by the fireplace.

and grunted at it one more time.

“nothing sounds safe to you, jamie.” you argued, rolling your eyes at his protectiveness. you slipped the card back into its envelope, unaware of the faint flush that spread across his face as he heard you call him by the nickname you've given him.

“it's a ball that a bunch of celebrities go to every year, but i don't really find it that special. my manager thinks otherwise though.” you explained. “and i do have to go alone if i'm attending it since it's really private. they even prohibited phones inside, so it should be safe.”

“i don't buy it.” bucky pursed his lips, remaining unconvinced. “i'm coming with you.”

“they won't let you inside. they treat this ball as a highly exclusive event. even bodyguards are off the list. i find it silly as well, don't worry.” you sighed, recalling how uncomfortable it was every time. you had no choice since your manager called it good publicity and a necessity for your career. “oh, unless i bring a date. i could probably sneak them in as a plus one. they love seeing a new pair to spark conversation. do you have anyone you trust enough to be with me so you can calm down?”

you waited for his response, but instead of answering, bucky took a step towards you, his gaze intense and unwavering. he looked at you with such intensity, making butterflies flutter in your stomach that none of your co-stars could do to you.

“i'll be your date.”

your eyes widened in surprise. was he serious? “what?"

"you asked me who i trust enough to be with you." he repeated, his face now inches away from yours, a faint smile dancing across his face. “well, princess. that person would be me."

i may have changed reader from sunshine to confident/bratty because i genuinely can't write a sunshine character without giving up... i'm not the best with jolly emotions. i think it still worked out tho!

oh, and here's a silly lil instagram post. thank you for reading!

if you have any requests for bucky, send them my way! 💌

[simpcityy]

I’m Not Her (Father Miguel O’Hara x Teen! Daughter Reader)

Summary: Miguel O’Hara is your biological father but it’s not great being his daughter when he’s hooked in the past still.

Disclaimer: I do not own Marvel or any of its characters. This is very short as well! Just a little prompt I thought also, I know the song is about a girl who loves a boy etc., but I thought of it more as father and daughter way. *Ahem* Him thinking of Gabi rather than the present daughter he has…I’m sorry if I confused you.

Word Count: 500

Warnings: Use of female pronouns, Use of (Y/N), angst, Father Miguel, overall, it’s just sad. Uhhh I think that is all for now.

Pt.1 Pt.2 Pt.3 Pt.4 Pt.5 Pt.6

Being the biological daughter of Miguel O’Hara has its ups and downs but mostly downs according to you. Walking through the Spider Society, you held some reports from Jess, she was on her way to hand them over to your father but seeing the kind person you are, you decided to do it for her so she can rest. You're amazed how a woman so pregnant can still fight. Walking down the halls, you were alone with your thoughts. The time he left to be a father to another girl..a girl named Gabriella…were you not enough for him? What did Gabi have that you didn’t? So many thoughts running through your head only to be snapped from hearing Mayday giggling in the room. Taking a deep breath, you pushed in ready for the chaos. “Hey! (Y/N)!” Peter smiles holding an energetic child. “Hey” You responded before looking over at Miguel who was looking at the videos that hurt you the most. Videos of him and Gabriella. You only frown a bit before masking it. “I'll just drop this off” You dropped the files onto a flat surface before walking to the door. “Hey Boo! You going to ask him?” Lyla appears in front of you smiling. You look at her and back to Miguel before shaking your head. “No…he has better things to do” You whisper walking through her, leaving. Lyla watches you staying quiet before next to Miguel. “Files were dropped.” She brought him back to reality. “Hmm? Who?” He mutters looking at the AI. He goes down his platform and picks up the files you left. “(Y/N) did, she was here not long ago” Lyla looks at her phone scrolling through it. Miguel looks at the door where you left not long ago.

Sitting out on the roof of your dimension, your thoughts only seem to be filling you up with anger. Why did he leave you to be a father for another kid…yeah, she lost her father but so did you…he left you to be with her. You groan out in frustration before looking at the time. “There is not enough time left” You mutter before getting up and going back to the house. A home where you stopped waiting for him to come home. Upon reaching your room, you changed into your pjs before walking over to the kitchen. Opening the fridge, you pulled out a cake you ordered yourself from your favorite shop. Placing it on the table, you put the candles on and sat down in front of it. “Happy Birthday to me…happy birthday to me…” You began to sing before letting out a sob. Your candles were put out from your tears. Another year alone and many more to go.

“If I could be her…but I’m not her and she’s not me.”

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Authors note: This was just little one-shot. An idea that always comes to mind whenever I listen to that amazing song! I am working on part 3 of the Biomedical Engineer x Miguel. Hopefully this weekend it comes out along with the last part of my first father figure Miguel x reader. Please check those out if you haven’t. I’m stuck if I should make this into a full series as well, but I don’t know if people would interest in it. Anyways, as always sorry for any grammar errors. Thank you all for the support! Remember to stay hydrated and to keep on simping! (Simp City Population: 62!) Thank you so much for the follows and please you are welcome to reblog my works for others to be aware of this new Miguel O’Hara simp writer!

[calxide]

⸻ SLEEPLESS NiGHTS 💤

kazuha x gn!reader | 500+ words ; no pronouns used for the reader. i, literally, cannot sleep so i wrote this fic pls help. written in lowercase. not proofread pls just let me sleep already. words: milk, punch are mentioned. sleeping tgt. god when will i have this. just pure fluff, some brainrot, and definitely no sleep for me.

“i can't sleep.”

it's past two in the morning, yet here you are, standing in front of a dazed, closed-eyed kazuha — a plushie in your arms, blanket on your shoulders, and an oversized pajama.

kazuha tried his best to force his eyes open. but he fails, so he just sends you a smile.

“come in.” kazuha almost hit his head on the doorframe when he turned around to make way for you to get in.

you plopped yourself comfortably on his sofa. “sorry, i had a terrible sleeping schedule last week. now, i can't get it out of my system.”

you've been pulling all-nighters last week because of the hell-stack of schoolworks you had to do, and now, you couldn't bring yourself to sleep, so you decided it's best to show up at your best friend's door at 2 am since you live in the same building anyway.

kazuha chuckled and went to the kitchen. “milk?”

“sure… i'll take anything to make me pass out.”

“a punch then?” he joked.

“why not?”

a few minutes later, he comes back with two glasses of milk in his hands. “here you go, sleepyhead.”

“you're the sleepy one here, dummy.”

“fake it til you make it, they say,” he joked and took a sip from his glass.

as soon as you both finished drinking, kazuha offered to bring it in the sink. after a while, he came back with a blanket enough to fit you two in—enough to cover the sofa you were sitting on.

you raised an eyebrow as if asking what's his plan for the night. kazuha simply shrugged, sat beside you again and covered you.

the blanket was fluffy. it was warm to be under the blanket, and even warmer with kazuha by your side.

you noticed him drifting off. kazuha has been a victim of your sleepless nights for quite awhile now, but he doesn't seem to mind. sometimes he'd ask you to tell him stories so your problems would come off your chest, sometimes he'd be the one to tell tales for you to fall asleep.

but tonight, kazuha's clearly tired, he's completely dozing off. his head was hanging and you're worried he might actually fall off the sofa.

“you can sleep on my shoulder, you know,” you whispered your offer. “or like, just lay your head on the sofa.”

without thinking much, kazuha immediately made himself comfortable using your shoulder as his pillow. you wondered if he had forgotten you were the one who he was supposed to help fall asleep.

although, you don't really mind. sometimes, it's not bad to lend a shoulder to a friend, literally.

you and kazuha just stayed like that for who knows how long — it was quiet, the comforting kind, with the only source of noise coming from the air-conditioner.

you examined his peaceful sleeping face. kazuha looked beautiful as he always does.

you smiled as you felt your heart flutter. ah, silly thoughts.

“good night, kazu,” you mumbled.

you planted a kiss on kazuha's hair, then laid your head on top of his. yawning, you finally felt the melatonin kicking in. and so, you drifted off to dreamland.

kazuha shifted his position a bit and smiled as if he was dreaming. “sweet dreams, y/n.”

NOTE hello hahahahaha 5 months in in 2024 and im back just because my eyebags are insanely bad and i havent had an 8-hour sleep since god knows when (exaggerated but u get my point) plzzz wait for me school is almost done. thanks hope i can fall asleep now... p.s. i havent written anything for so long now so i apologize...

[just--a--random--human--being]

why am i doing this to myself

anyways lets do this

250 notes and I'll go drink some water 500 notes and I'll make a list with hear me out characters 1000 notes and I'll try to write a chapter for my fantasy novel