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buckybarnesbingo · 4 months ago
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LATE SIGNUPS ARE NOW OPEN!
If you missed our Round 6 signups, you can now request a premade bingo card! You will be able to choose between a SFW or NSFW card, and if you have any questions, please see our FAQ or hit us up if you can't find your answers there.
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cabottombingo · 1 year ago
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A Steve Rogers bingo dedicated to America’s favorite ass, uh, I mean, bottom. America’s favorite bottom.
Did you miss the sign-up period? No worries!
LATE SIGN-UPS FOR THE CAPTAIN BOTTOM BINGO ARE NOW OPEN!
Click here for the sign-up form! The Captain Bottom Bingo Collection on AO3 is open, so you can start posting immediately! The last day to sign up for a card will be January 31, 2024. This round will run until March 2024.
Check out our Rules & FAQ as well as our Schedule page if you have any questions. Badge information can be found here. Come join us in our discord server for bingo fun times and to hang out. Adoptables will be available in our discord server.
CABOTTOM BINGO DATES:
Sign-ups open: July 4, 2023
Sign-ups closed: July 24, 2023
Late sign-ups open: July 25, 2023
Cards distributed (regular signups): July 31, 2023
Posting period begins: August 1, 2023
Last day to request square changes: August 14, 2023
Last day for late sign-ups: January 31, 2024
Last day post fills: February 28, 2024
Masterlists due: March 7, 2024
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samwilsonbingo · 2 years ago
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Late Signups Are Now Open!
Apologies for the lateness for late signups. It has been a busy month for me and I’ve completely forgotten about late signups.
Here is the link for late signups!
You have until the end of the month to signup.
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phanfictionbingo · 2 years ago
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Late Signups are now open!
If you missed your chance to sign up for Phanfiction Bingo round 1, no fret!
Late signups are now officially open!
SIGN UP HERE
You have until February 15th to sign up
You will get your card as soon as you signup for late signups, and you can start writing as soon as you receive your card. There are no swap exchanges available for late signups.
Thank you!
To all newcomers, make sure you check out the FAQ + RULES pages!
If you have any questions or concerns, don’t hesitate to send an ask :)
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roenais · 1 year ago
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yall probably wont hear from me for the next month btw but i WILL be active over here, hopefully >:3
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chocolatepot · 8 months ago
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I've been so stressed today and yesterday that my whole body hurts. 😩 Not even over anything special, half of it is just my brain telling me things are going to go badly down the line, probably. Hurts so much I might take a covid test just in case.
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socialshakespeare · 11 months ago
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what are we doing for january 👀
Tell ya what, we'll give you five guesses
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tonystarkbingo · 1 year ago
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MARK VII LATE SIGNUPS ARE OPEN!
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That's right, if you missed the original signup period, you can still snag a card! We have premade cards available to those who want them.
You can sign up for a card here, and feel free to spread the word!
Our next Discord party will be over Saturday the 26th for this month, so feel free to drop in for the fun and games.
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lies-unfurl · 2 years ago
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are there any SamBucky secret Santas/gift exchanges that are happening anywhere?
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buckybarnesbingo · 1 year ago
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LATE SIGNUPS ARE NOW OPEN!
If you missed the signup period, late signups are now open for premade cards.
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klapollo-minibang · 1 year ago
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hi! two things: is the discord server link still available, and can you still apply for the big bang?
Hi there! While we're glad for your enthusiasm, our event sign-up period was back in April, and participants on the Bang timeline will be posting their pieces in November. Our Discord server is primarily a space for the coordination and discussion of pieces created for this event, and is therefore only open to participants in order to keep the works a surprise for everyone else! If you'd like to sign up for next year's event, I would suggest keeping an eye on this tumblr account around April of next year, since we'll be posting all sign-up information here.
In the meantime, please feel free to check out our AO3 Fic Collection(s) and all the art from previous years' events! Hopefully there's enough Klapollo content there to tide you over until the 2024 Minibang comes around.
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thewickerking · 1 year ago
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all the people im seeing with rwby ocs on artfight are team vampires.... crying on the floor what if we stopped having similar taste and i could attack themm.....
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spcllbounded · 2 years ago
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A loud (and probably very unnecessary) SLAM can be heard at a poor front door as the loud and proud kremling bursts in. Fluffing his cape in a nonexistent draft of wind and puffing his golden-plated chest, the king clears his throat to make his entrance even more over-the-top than it already was.
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“Step aside and away from the sign ups! Because your soon-to-be winner has just walked in!”
Well, he’s got the spirit. That’s a great start.
“Well isn’t that a rather bold claim! Based on the results from last year, after all!”
As if he was shot by a sudden tingle of embarrassment and guilt, K Rool’s eye began to twitch as heard that remark over his shoulder. At the corner of his other eye, he could see a purple hand hanging onto his shoulder.
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“Unless I’m wrong. That could be another green, scaley and rich guy I could be thinking of. I can’t tell all you kings apart sometimes!”
Just what the king needed. A wise crack to remind him of that humiliating defeat that stained his reputation in the seminar. Not a moment sooner, K Rool jerks his shoulder away from the mage’s grasp.
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“Let’s get one thing straight, greenie! I thought it was a practice round! I’m not playing around this time! Even though I could wipe the floor with you and your hat without even-...”
“Uh, ‘scuse me green guys? Is this where we sign up?”
A squeak broke the kremling’s banter. Who dares oppose the mighty king from a wallop he was about to dish?
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“I mean, this IS the seminar you all are yelling about, right? I got a little lost multiverse hopping around and stuff.”
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tacit-semantics · 2 months ago
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aftgsecretsnowflake · 4 months ago
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AFTG Secret Snowflake
How does it work?
When signups open (late August, early September), participants will fill out a form specifying what they are wanting to create and what they are wanting to receive. I will assign people a secret snowflake to create for based off the best aligned answers on the form.
Throughout October and November participants will have a chance to communicate with their secret snowflake (without revealing who they are) to get a better idea of what to gift them, brainstorm, and create their gift.
The posting period will start in December where everyone will post their gift for their secret snowflake and reveal who are they and who they had.
You are required to make and post a gift in order to a receive a gift. Please do not sign up if you are unwilling to create something
Anon asks must be on. Your secret snowflake has to have a way to communicate with you. If you are unwilling to turn them on or turn them off at some point during the event please accept that it is unlikely you will be gifted something that fits your wants.
Signups will open August 25th and close September 14th
I will send you a dm with the username of your secret snowflake and their interest form by September 30th at the latest
Please feel free to reach out with any questions about the event before the signup period! I would love everyone who wants to be participate to be able to and want to communicate as clearly as possible
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frostgears · 1 year ago
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the chosen one
there are handlers that went to officer school and supposedly know what the fuck they're doing, all swagger with the authority of the Service behind them, uniforms like slices of space, voices like knives, their lethal charges trailing docile behind them.
they're the ones that show up in the porn sketches and the short clips of grainy video that circulate in the Fleet network. they're the ones that have pages and pages of fan fiction written about them.
then there's you. you didn't go to officer school. your entire signup process was this:
"hey, Cooper, you were in its old unit, weren't you? before it went to the lab? remember anything that'd distract it from biting at its own link sockets and screaming at techs?"
"uh, shit, sir, i can try…"
"great, it wandered into the rec room. go nuts."
you called your last conversation to mind. there'd been two major rec time activities in your last squad, and the alert that kicked off Paloma 17 had interrupted something.
you sat down next to the thing that had once been your squadmate, not meeting its weird red eyes. you already knew it didn't like that; looking it in the face was how Muñoz got their arm broken yesterday.
the augment whiffed of human sweat, the fake citrus of type-2 interface gel, something musty and unpleasant. its fatigues probably hadn't been washed ever.
"hey, asshole," you said, "you still owe me a Kinetic Princess match. best of five, remember? we were two and one when the hammer came down for P-17."
you put a gamepad on the floor next to it.
"ch. ch. ch."
was it laughing?
it swatted the gamepad away.
and then player 2's character select screen came up. without moving a muscle, it picked Valkyrie, switched her outfit to red, and handed you your ass, twice in a row, with no apparent exertion.
"ch. ch. ch."
yeah, it was laughing.
it kept laughing as it used its onboard hardware to disconnect your gamepad, choose the princess you'd just been playing, and win three matches against itself, beating Valkyrie with Marjoram.
again.
three-one.
three-zero.
three-one.
"well," someone said behind you, "that's kinda freaky. but better than tearing up the couch. guess you're on augment duty."
it was going all out. maybe trying to prove some sort of point. to itself? to you?
you got up.
it immediately paused the game.
"hey," you told it, "i gotta piss."
it followed you down the hall into the restroom. it tried to follow you into the stall.
"hah, you find a friend, Acey?" someone laughed.
"shut the fuck up, Lima." you tried to finish your business as best you could. it wasn't easy. the thing really did reek and it was not giving you a lot of space.
fuck it. you rose, didn't bother to wipe. you grabbed the augment and hauled it into the shower, spun the dial to hot, drenched the both of you, fatigues and all.
"wooooo! take it off!"
always a fucking audience in this place.
you found the zippers to strip the thing, flung wet clothing out of the shower at a spectator, pumped all-purpose soap into your hands.
"if you're gonna follow me around," you told the augment, "you gotta smell better."
this had to get done. you soaped it. all over. the generic floral smell of all-purpose soap was definitely an improvement already. felt human enough under your hands, except where it wasn't, the occasional beveled edge of a link socket. between its legs… human standard.
more hooting and hollering from the onlookers.
you remembered too late not to meet its eyes, but it just stared back at you, tilting its head a bit. no sign of aggression. was it smiling?
you never got around to the second major rec time activity with your old squadmate. you had no idea if she was ever interested. you also had no idea if sexual preferences survived augmentation.
fuck it. audentes fortuna iuvat, right? said so on your shoulder patch.
you slid a finger in.
shut the audience right up.
the thing kept staring at you.
you slipped a second finger in and stared back right up until you finished it off. it shivered visibly, made a sort of low whine.
nobody said shit after that. when you finally shut off the water, silence like a library.
you walked out. it trailed behind you. you grabbed a towel off the stack by the shower exit, wrapped the thing in it. it didn't protest. wearing nothing but your own towel, you stalked back to your bunk, hoping you still had a few clean uniforms, your expression daring anyone to mention that a single thing was out of the ordinary.
"heyyyyyy Acey, you get lu—"
someone always dared. this fucking unit.
the augment hissed. an unmodified human throat wouldn't have been able to make that noise; it sounded like a fire extinguisher. there was reverb in that hiss. there were teeth.
"oh, gods, just don't," you said wearily, looking back over your shoulder. it let Chroma, who had a tiny bit of sense in her head, back away slowly, in one piece.
anyway, that's how you became a handler. the pay bump is nice, your CO says you've been fast-tracked for officer school someday, and more to the point, the augment has already saved your whole squad at least three times.
but you have not once showered alone since that day, and you know it'd be a really, really bad idea to ever refuse a game of Kinetic Princess. that's just how it is when your real MOS is "weapon's favorite person". □
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