I'm currently trying to focus on fics when I'm on Tumblr. I just have some issues going on in my life. If you need me, dm's are always open and I'll try to answer depending if I'm at school or not.
I did get held back 3 years of school due to said speech impairment so I'll be going into 11th grade.
I have 5 siblings: R (older), E (younger), I (younger), P (younger), and B (younger).
I first started writing at 7 years old. I wrote a small book for my younger sister. I wrote my first fanfic at 8 which I posted on Wattpad.
I love, love, love Marvel and the Harry Potter books. I have not watched the Harry Potter movies. (I had a panic attack when Cedric died reading so I don't even want to watch the movie. Plus, people told me they did Wood dirty.)
I also like Legos. You never are to old for Legos and personally they help me with my ADHD. I have a whole Lego display in my bedroom. I get my Legos from Walmart.
Hate towards anyone (including myself) is not allowed on this blog. This blog is a safe space. If you do not support the LGBTQ+ community you might want to leave now because a lot of my content with contain mlm or poly. Love you all!
Update (this was a post already but I thought it was important to add it because I'm getting like 3 a day):
Guys, I have no problem with you messaging me, okay? But if you're going to do it and I don't know who you are, I'm going to ask how you came across me. And please, please, please stop messaging me to ask if I want to hook up or ask for pictures of my body and/or face. I've had a few and I really am not interested in hooking up and I don't ever give out photos of my body. I won't give a picture of my face online unless I've met you in real life. Thank you for coming to my Ted talk.
This is literally a shout-out to my dad. I'm going to a new school and this week is percussion camp. I'm on a new instrument with new techniques. I'm sick. My throat is killing since last night and my nose is runny. No fever though, so it wouldn't be an excused absence. I HAVE to go. Last night, my dad showed up with a bag of cough drops and a kiss on the forehead after he drove in from Texas. Today, I could hardly function but still went to camp. My dad had my mom drive him to camp and he drove me home in my car. He brought pizza, soup, throat numbing spray, fuzzy and three different kinds of cough drops (six bags). He took me home and forced me to relax. He ran me a bath and made me soak for a good hour or so. Then, he made me eat while watching Top Gun and Top Gun Maverick. He tucked me into bed about twenty minutes ago with tissues and water and a bedtime story from when I was a kid. And he just left my apartment in my car, saying he'll pick me up from camp in the morning so I don't have to drive. Like I love him so much. I love my dad and I wish everyone had a dad like this.
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whatever you do, do not fall for this. this is legitimately a scam. i’ve looked at this page and it’s not Tumblrs support team. @support is their official account.
He was actually an Israelite and Nazarene. He was half God. Mary came from the tribe of Judah and had pure Israelite blood. Jesus was also called a Nazarene because he spent his childhood growing up in Nazarene. "Jew" is technically yes, a religious term. But the first Jews were Israelite. The two are often used interchangeably but Jesus was not a Palestinian, he was half God, half Israelite, turned Nazarene.
Summary: After a long day at work, you're looking forward to your date. It's the 40s, yet not all men care about chivalry-- or even about showing up to dates. Lucky for you, a handsome man saves your date.
Author's Note: First Bucky fic! This was written for the "Dear my Darling Reader" event hosted by @salty-tang. This was specially written for @clarknsun. Mina, Wei, thank you for being so awesome and patient with me. Especially for being understand about posting late! I really hope you enjoy, Mina!
DMDR Masterlist
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Ring. Ring. Ring.
You pick up the phone. “Hello?”
“Are you sure you’re okay on your own tonight?”
You sigh at your girl best friend’s worry. “I’ll be okay. You need to have time alone with your boyfriend. I appreciate that his friend was willing to take me out. I don’t need you to double date with me. I’ll be fine.”
“Are you sure?”
“I’m positive. I love you, okay? Now, you go enjoy the dinner he cooked for you. I’m okay here. I need to finish getting ready. Bye.”
“Fine. But you better call if-”
You hang up the phone on her, not wanting her to continue to ramble. A sigh escapes your chest, exhausted from your day at work. Your boss had yelled at you for a coworker’s mistake. You were just ready for a nice dinner and possibly getting laid.
An hour later, you’re tired of sitting at the table. The waitress keeps refilling your water with a pitying look.
“You sure he’s coming, hun?”
“I’m sure. He said tonight. He said here. And…” you worry your lip between your teeth. “He’s just late. That’s all. He’s definitely going to come.”
She shakes her head and walks off, feeling sorry. You sigh and put your head down. 20 minutes later, you’re jolted from the sleep you fell into. When you look up, the waitress is smiling.
“C’mon, darlin’. He’s not coming. Don’t worry. I convinced my brother to take you out. I’m Becca, by the way. He goes by Bucky.”
“That’s a weird name.”
A handsome stranger walks up. “Bucky is actually short for Buchanan. James Buchanan Barnes, at your service doll.” You look up and stare into piercing blue eyes. “Heard a pretty little thing needed saving from her Valentine’s date. Guy’s a jerk if he could stand you up.”
“He’s a blind date. I really don’t know what I was expecting from him.”
“Well, let a guy show a girl a good time. Besides, this place is too fancy for my liking.” He takes your hand and smiles a genuine smile. “You like burgers?”
“I do.” You stand up. “I also like dancing.”
He smiles before twirling you before pulling you out. “Perfect. I know just the place. Burgers, swing dancing, and a whole lot of flirting from yours truly.”
You smile, “I’m sure you aren’t that flirtatious.”
“Clearly you haven’t heard the rumors, dolldace.
︵♡‿︵‿︵‿︵‿♡︵‿︵‿︵‿︵‿♡‿︵‿︵‿︵‿♡‿︵‿︵‿︵‿♡‿︵‿︵‿︵‿♡︵
Thirty minutes later, you and Bucky are sitting in a small booth made of leatherette, both devouring greasy burgers and half blended milkshakes.
“This place is disgusting.” You tell him through another bite.
“Right?” He grins. “It’s awesome. Too much grease, the milkshakes are horrible, and the fries are never fully cooked. It’s my favorite place. And, by the way, I only take the special girls here.”
“Oh, so you take every girl who gets stood up to the unhealthiest restaurant in town?”
“Only the finest for the sexy ones.”
“So I’m sexy?”
“Whatever you want to say, pretty lady.”
You laugh. “Pretty lady? You’re on a date with me, calling my date a jerk, and you don’t know my name?”
Bucky gives you a look. “You never told me, doll. And I respect that. So if you want to keep your name a secret, it’s a secret. But I bet it’s something pretty like you.”
You give him your name and he smiles.
“See, I was right. A pretty name for a pretty girl. Just like me. A nice name for a good-looking guy.” He winks, making you laugh.
“Barnes, you’re a little more than good looking in my opinion from the looks everyone is giving us.”
He stands up and grabs your hand.
“I want to dance.”
“I can’t.”
“Why? Actually, it doesn’t matter. You’re dancing with me.”
Bucky pulls you to the floor and leads you in a basic swing dance.
“I think I’m getting the hang of it, Buck.”
“Buck? Another nickname, doll?”
“Yup. Now shut up and dance with me. I’m having fun!”
“So I saved you from a no-show date?”
“Yes, Barnes, now just dance with me!”
And so began the dancing of the night.
︵♡‿︵‿︵‿︵‿♡︵‿︵‿︵‿︵‿♡‿︵‿︵‿︵‿♡‿︵‿︵‿︵‿♡‿︵‿︵‿︵‿♡︵
You and Bucky dance for hours until he walks you home.
“So, Bucky… No show date, horrible food, and dancing. Seems like a perfect night to me.”
“You enjoyed yourself, dollface?”
“Very much. Thanks, Bucky.”
“My pleasure. I always like helping nice ladies out.”
“I don’t want this night to end.”
“No?”
“No.”
“Can I show you somewhere special?”
“Please.”
“Please what?” He teases, squeezing your hand.
“Please, Bucky, show me what you wanted to show me?”
Bucky’s face breaks into a grin at your confirmation and he pulls you down the street.
“Where are we going?”
“Relax, Ari, you are going to love it.”
“Buck-”
“Trust me, dollface.”
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“This really is beautiful, James.”
The two of you are sitting a few miles from the city on the hood of his car, watching the sunrise.
“Worth it, doll?”
“Definitely worth it, Bucky.”
He pulls you close and you close your eyes, drifting off in your savorior’s arms.
“Rest. I’ll wake you when we have to go. Must be tired from being saved from a no-show date.”
i felt so bad for reader but the rescue was worth it because 40s bucky showing up to drag her away to burgers and bad milkshakes was so cute. the dancing the teasing and then the sunrise on the hood of his car is chef's kiss.
I'm just so grateful for everyone. From putting out a new fic, to celebrating Dr. Seuss week, to spending nights in the airport, to tech week, to celebrating my mom's birthday, to ambulance rides, to opening night tonight. I love you all and hope you're all doing amazing!
Summary: After a long day at work, you're looking forward to your date. It's the 40s, yet not all men care about chivalry-- or even about showing up to dates. Lucky for you, a handsome man saves your date.
Author's Note: First Bucky fic! This was written for the "Dear my Darling Reader" event hosted by @salty-tang. This was specially written for @clarknsun. Mina, Wei, thank you for being so awesome and patient with me. Especially for being understand about posting late! I really hope you enjoy, Mina!
DMDR Masterlist
︵♡‿︵‿︵‿︵‿♡︵‿︵‿︵‿︵‿♡‿︵‿︵‿︵‿♡‿︵‿︵‿︵‿♡‿︵‿︵‿︵‿♡︵
Ring. Ring. Ring.
You pick up the phone. “Hello?”
“Are you sure you’re okay on your own tonight?”
You sigh at your girl best friend’s worry. “I’ll be okay. You need to have time alone with your boyfriend. I appreciate that his friend was willing to take me out. I don’t need you to double date with me. I’ll be fine.”
“Are you sure?”
“I’m positive. I love you, okay? Now, you go enjoy the dinner he cooked for you. I’m okay here. I need to finish getting ready. Bye.”
“Fine. But you better call if-”
You hang up the phone on her, not wanting her to continue to ramble. A sigh escapes your chest, exhausted from your day at work. Your boss had yelled at you for a coworker’s mistake. You were just ready for a nice dinner and possibly getting laid.
An hour later, you’re tired of sitting at the table. The waitress keeps refilling your water with a pitying look.
“You sure he’s coming, hun?”
“I’m sure. He said tonight. He said here. And…” you worry your lip between your teeth. “He’s just late. That’s all. He’s definitely going to come.”
She shakes her head and walks off, feeling sorry. You sigh and put your head down. 20 minutes later, you’re jolted from the sleep you fell into. When you look up, the waitress is smiling.
“C’mon, darlin’. He’s not coming. Don’t worry. I convinced my brother to take you out. I’m Becca, by the way. He goes by Bucky.”
“That’s a weird name.”
A handsome stranger walks up. “Bucky is actually short for Buchanan. James Buchanan Barnes, at your service doll.” You look up and stare into piercing blue eyes. “Heard a pretty little thing needed saving from her Valentine’s date. Guy’s a jerk if he could stand you up.”
“He’s a blind date. I really don’t know what I was expecting from him.”
“Well, let a guy show a girl a good time. Besides, this place is too fancy for my liking.” He takes your hand and smiles a genuine smile. “You like burgers?”
“I do.” You stand up. “I also like dancing.”
He smiles before twirling you before pulling you out. “Perfect. I know just the place. Burgers, swing dancing, and a whole lot of flirting from yours truly.”
You smile, “I’m sure you aren’t that flirtatious.”
“Clearly you haven’t heard the rumors, dolldace.
︵♡‿︵‿︵‿︵‿♡︵‿︵‿︵‿︵‿♡‿︵‿︵‿︵‿♡‿︵‿︵‿︵‿♡‿︵‿︵‿︵‿♡︵
Thirty minutes later, you and Bucky are sitting in a small booth made of leatherette, both devouring greasy burgers and half blended milkshakes.
“This place is disgusting.” You tell him through another bite.
“Right?” He grins. “It’s awesome. Too much grease, the milkshakes are horrible, and the fries are never fully cooked. It’s my favorite place. And, by the way, I only take the special girls here.”
“Oh, so you take every girl who gets stood up to the unhealthiest restaurant in town?”
“Only the finest for the sexy ones.”
“So I’m sexy?”
“Whatever you want to say, pretty lady.”
You laugh. “Pretty lady? You’re on a date with me, calling my date a jerk, and you don’t know my name?”
Bucky gives you a look. “You never told me, doll. And I respect that. So if you want to keep your name a secret, it’s a secret. But I bet it’s something pretty like you.”
You give him your name and he smiles.
“See, I was right. A pretty name for a pretty girl. Just like me. A nice name for a good-looking guy.” He winks, making you laugh.
“Barnes, you’re a little more than good looking in my opinion from the looks everyone is giving us.”
He stands up and grabs your hand.
“I want to dance.”
“I can’t.”
“Why? Actually, it doesn’t matter. You’re dancing with me.”
Bucky pulls you to the floor and leads you in a basic swing dance.
“I think I’m getting the hang of it, Buck.”
“Buck? Another nickname, doll?”
“Yup. Now shut up and dance with me. I’m having fun!”
“So I saved you from a no-show date?”
“Yes, Barnes, now just dance with me!”
And so began the dancing of the night.
︵♡‿︵‿︵‿︵‿♡︵‿︵‿︵‿︵‿♡‿︵‿︵‿︵‿♡‿︵‿︵‿︵‿♡‿︵‿︵‿︵‿♡︵
You and Bucky dance for hours until he walks you home.
“So, Bucky… No show date, horrible food, and dancing. Seems like a perfect night to me.”
“You enjoyed yourself, dollface?”
“Very much. Thanks, Bucky.”
“My pleasure. I always like helping nice ladies out.”
“I don’t want this night to end.”
“No?”
“No.”
“Can I show you somewhere special?”
“Please.”
“Please what?” He teases, squeezing your hand.
“Please, Bucky, show me what you wanted to show me?”
Bucky’s face breaks into a grin at your confirmation and he pulls you down the street.
“Where are we going?”
“Relax, Ari, you are going to love it.”
“Buck-”
“Trust me, dollface.”
︵♡‿︵‿︵‿︵‿♡︵‿︵‿︵‿︵‿♡‿︵‿︵‿︵‿♡‿︵‿︵‿︵‿♡‿︵‿︵‿︵‿♡︵
“This really is beautiful, James.”
The two of you are sitting a few miles from the city on the hood of his car, watching the sunrise.
“Worth it, doll?”
“Definitely worth it, Bucky.”
He pulls you close and you close your eyes, drifting off in your savorior’s arms.
“Rest. I’ll wake you when we have to go. Must be tired from being saved from a no-show date.”
So I just got home. I'm about to go shower but I wanted to make a quick post. Be aware of your surroundings. Vehicles are weapons. They can kill people. Driving is a privilege, not a right. People lose loved ones to accidents everyday. I almost lost someone. She flat-lined three times. I'm just thankful for the doctors who were able to save her. A bus hit her jeep and Newton's law did the rest. Just be aware. Even if the light is green, look before accelerating. Keep your eyes moving, don't have tunnel vision. And yeah, that's all I need to say.
Hey so I thought we as userbase should organize spontaneous blackout protest against shapes inc ads here. I thought Feb 26th would be a good date (so ppl has 72 hrs notice if they want to participate), we would log off for 24hrs to show tumblr we are not okay with that (and also for shapes to get less ad revenue for a day in a process lol). Tag would be 'anti shapes inc protest'
If you like the idea/want to participate, help spread the word by reblogging this ask. Thanks <3
I would happily comply with this, hopefully enough people participate for it to make an impact!
@burning-britain-official @mind-flayer-official @someone-official @scissors-official @imightbeafaerie-official-offical we should all boycott shapes inc! It would be so very nice because ai sucks ass!
Hey guys! I haven't posted in two weeks so. Happy late Valentine's Day! Happy early Mardi Gras (tomorrow)! I'm not dead (but I did break an ankle). Hope y'all are all doing okay!
So there's all these tag games for this or that or this thing or whatever. I've noticed they have power and they get spread a lot. So why don't we use that power? I went donate blood today. I'm an O- donor and the lady taking my blood started crying bc the hospital was out of O- and they were waiting on some from another hospital. So I'm tagging five people I challenge to donate blood if they can bc people need it. And I challenge everyone else to tag five people too bc five people donating blood can mean life or death for up to 30 people.
Second time this has happened to me—there’s a scam making the rounds on Tumblr, apparently hopping over from Discord and Steam.
The setup looks “official” but basically you’ll get an email or a message saying your account was reported for fraud/phishing or something similar. Sometimes it tells you to message a “Tumblr staff member” on Discord or email them back, and now there’s a new version that gives you a fake email instead.
That’s not the real Tumblr staff email. The only real one is [email protected].
Please, be extremely suspicious of anyone claiming to represent a website or company —especially if they’re saying your account is in danger and you “need to act fast.” That kind of panic is exactly how scammers trick people.
One last thing, if you ask a question and they ignore it or keep pushing you to “just do what they say,” that’s a bot or scammer.
If you do get one of these:
⟡ Don’t click anything
⟡ Don’t reply
⟡ Don’t message them on discord (doubt they even have a discord)
Also, many scam posts come not from the actual account owner, but from hacked accounts. Attackers take over profiles (often by tricking the owner into clicking a phishing link, by exploiting reused passwords, or by bypassing the 2-factor auth) and then use those accounts to send these scam links, fake support messages, “giveaway” threads, or impersonate trusted friends. Your mutuals/friends may be victimized into this.
Because the account still looks legitimate (old posts, many followers), it’s very convincing. The real owner is most likely a victim too.
Always check that a profile’s recent activity looks normal.
I’ve dealt with this before with @normystical (hope you don’t mind the tag). They were hacked and their account was used to scam.
