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jojo-oliver · 10 months

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How to tumblr for artists… my own version

A collection of things that have been working for me, but may not work for everyone

~~~ your posts ~~~

!!!reblog your own stuff!!! you need to reblog your own stuff, there is nothing morally wrong with reblogging your own stuff regularly. in fact, it is morally right to allow the chance for more people to see your artwork.

~~~ queue it!! ~~~ my queue is 500 posts strong. maybe don't try to make your queue hundreds of posts strong in the same day omg but like… once every month or two i'll go through my whole blog and just scroll and "add to drafts" to every one of my own posts i have. then i'll use the "mass post editor" to add content warning tags. and add to queue, and shuffle. and then I write down what the date was for when I last added my posts to be reblogged on queue. this is helped by turning on timestamps for posts in tumblr "dashboard preferences" settings.

queueing is necessary and life saving for me. It takes out so much work with decision fatigue and the anxiety around posting. It also guarantees that even if I suddenly need time off or away from my phone, I don't just disappear and lose all traction. It also breaks the instant-gratification cycle that you expect when you finish an artwork. It's hard to keep creating when you post something and, when you're expecting to get that gratification, you get none... If you queue your new artwork to come out at a later time, you've separated that expectation - with time. It hurts less and contributes to a more consistent gratification thing instead of peaks and troughs.

~~~ tag ya stuff ~~~ when you're making a new post, the first 20 tags are what gets put into the searchable tags. do not feel shame for using lots of tags. shame is the mind-killer. tags are hard. hard to know what to tag a post with. hard to remember the tags. so I found some ways to help myself. maybe they'll help you too. dedicate some time towards just figuring out what tags you want to use. i have a list in my phone notes that i add tags to and reference whenever i'm making a new post. i have the phone right beside the laptop while i'm tagging so that i can just look at it and scroll. tags are the only way for people to find your artwork, other than people manually coming to your blog because they saw you somewhere. there is no algorithm. posting without tags, until you have an established fanbase, is throwing something into the void.

When I'm doing tag research, I look at what people seem to use - when you put something in the search bar, tumblr recommends you some that have a higher following, typically. Looks like this on desktop:

if you like one tag, look at what other people who use that tag also tag their posts with. Observe and learn how this tag is used. search through a bunch of them and write them down.

here's what i got in my notes, for the specific kind of art I post and look for:

these tags are sort of specific to me and the kind of art I make. You'll want to research your own tags, but this is an example of how I keep them organized to make posting more effective. I generally only write down a tag when it's got more than 2k followers. You might be tempted to use the tags with millions of followers, but I've actually found those a lot less functional for small artists. If your stuff doesn't immediately get a bunch of notifications, you're drowned out and pushed to the bottom much faster. But the bigger tags are better than no tags, so I keep them if I can't think of anything else to tag something with.

~~~ post at the right times….? ~~~

fridays and saturdays is when I post fresh new things... usually. every website has it's own peak hours, and you can find those hours in many different online articles that try to sell you social media growth services. tumblr is unique in having later hours.

here's some random graph from google images:

please don't over think this. please don't let this consume the idea of when to post, preventing you from posting at all. it doesn't mean too much - if you post during very active hours, maybe your art would just be pushed down the feed faster. if you post at the end of hours, maybe everyone's going to sleep… if you post at inactive hours, maybe there's less 'competition'… if you post at the beginning of active hours, maybe that's just more time for your post to circulate for the day, if you have enough people reblogging it once it drops....

this also is in EST. So fuck the other time zones, I guess. I'm over here in europe knowing that the "best" time to post would be like 2-3am or something. It's like this for most english-speaking majority sites - higher traffic in north american time zones.

it's also worth mentioning that this is scattered as heck, compared to other social media sites. and it's not like, the activity times of your followers. it's not the best time to post for your niche. this is just tumblr, broadly. all of tumblr.

~~~ Plan ahead for annual dates ~~~

Your artwork will get more circulation if it's posted on a celebratory day. You could just put them on your calendar and if you're wondering what to make, look on the calendar for what's coming soon. For example, asexual awareness day, trans day of visibility, location-specific holidays, etc. Here's my phone notes thing with my own recorded annuals:

I got these dates from googling and reading different articles, but I find that I still miss dates, and then I add them for next year. If you know of some I missed, tell me and I'll add them please <3

~~~ reblog other people's stuff ~~~

tumblr is sorta about ecosystems. things get passed around within groups of people that are all following eachother. to enter this ecosystem, you must engage and reblog other people's stuff too.

if you reblog other artists' stuff, sometimes they'll come over and reblog your stuff too. sometimes they'll follow you back. this is called becoming a mutual. I'll search specific tags for the kinds of people I want to follow and the kind of art I like - those are listed in the screenshot of my tag note under "Tags for finding new people".

I see a lot of blogs out there that are very clean, posts are tagless, and are only for the artists' content. like scrolling through a portfolio. I imagine this is good for people who are migrating to tumblr but already have their own established fanbase from elsewhere.

you don't need to do reblog other people's stuff on your art blog, you can do this on a separate blog. but if the two don't look very closely correlated, it's hard to tell who you are when you're interacting. and hard to make sure people know that you are the same person as your art blog. and you gotta remember to promote yourself on your personal blog.

~~~ have an art tag ~~~

make your blog easy to search!

if i go to your blog, and you've written 'artist' or 'sometimes art' in your bio, i wanna see it… it make me so sad when i don't get to see it. i want to reblog it. please let me reblog it :(

to make a tag on your own blog searchable, you don't need to repost it to add a tag. you don't even need to reblog it. you can actually just go back to the original post and edit it to add your tag. I've seen post people just have their art tag be something like #(blogname)art . you can see my own in my tags image above. if it's very unique, then it'll work tumblr-wide. I think that's good, since the tumblr search function is really weird. Otherwise it should still work if it's not entirely unique, people just have to make sure they're searching specifically your blog to see only your stuff.

I like to have a link in my pinned post where people can click to have immediately searched for my art tag. Convenience is king. Keep in mind that most people are on mobile, and if something isn't immediately clickable, they often won't find it.

~~~ be consistent and be patient ~~~

!!!this time will pass anyway!!! how many notes you have is not correlated with how good you are as an artist. wanting to earn something from your art means you essentially have two jobs. two potentially full time jobs. this shit's difficult. most of the job is promoting yourself. don't undersell how hard it is to do… don't feel bad for not immediately succeeding. I would write about how hard it's been to promote myself, but it would just be long and sad I think.

This isn't a full guide, please feel free to add more!!

I'm sure in another year I'll disagree with a lot of this, it will become irrelevant with time, and I'll have a lot of different opinions. Chip in and share what you've been doing? Teach me? This is very overwhelming. Don't do it all at once, just like, try one thing at a time, and see how it works for you. Your niche might be different. One size does not fit all. If you're confused about some of the things I talk about in here, you might be on mobile. I do most of my queueing and posting from the desktop browser version.

I will update this with more as things change, but I think you'll have to click through to see the updated post

#pinned #beginner artist #small artist #queer artist #trans artist #artists on tumblr #artist support #artistsupport #new artist #art blog #art on tumblr #lgbt artist #lgbtq artist

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dooptown · 1 year

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i played through Scanner Sombre today, and it has such a cool central mechanic that it breaks my heart that its existence kind of prevents any other team from doing something similar

the game is completely pitch black, since you're miles underground, and all you have is a device that emits dozens of small lasers per second, painting every surface they touch with a dot that changes color depending on how far you are from it. You directly map out the cave as you explore, making for an extremely unique and immersive experience

under the cut is where i complain a lot

this game did not need a story. i feel like the devs weren't confident enough for the game to speak for itself, even though it's literally the perfect 'show, don't tell' avenue for both gameplay and story. instead we're spoonfed information about the area we're in via text from the player character's thoughts. i couldn't help but think how much cooler it'd be for the player to just make guesses at what on earth the things they were finding could have been, or how they got there

also, the game is just naturally frightening. Maybe it's cuz i just watched The Descent recently, but the combination of the sound design and pitch darkness just makes for creepy atmosphere. Add the fact that you're not even seeing the environment for what it really is, and instead seeing impacts of a laser. Big missed opportunity where there could be something picked up initially, but when you go over to it it's gone (of course the laser in the game doesn't work as it would in real life, objects painted with dots have the dots move with them...somehow)

But instead of leaning into that natural, subdued, subtle horror (which happens enough in the game that i was pleased with it at least), the game throws in some glitchy effects and a ghost plot. I've always preferred my horror to be grounded, so this might just be a me issue, but dramatic music stings and glitchy effect humanoid shapes popping in suddenly had me rolling my eyes

this is where i talk about my ideal version of this game:

first, you begin at the entrance of the cave. There'd actually be some light here, but quickly as you get deeper the light disappears. You'd set up a sort of base camp here before going deeper into the darkness and using the laser scanner to paint your map

the caves would either have to be huge and expansive or randomly generated in some way. Considering nothing would really need to be rendered digitally, it wouldn't be a huge undertaking (that i know of). At certain, arbitrary points you could set up new camps, but you'd be limited to a certain number of how many you could set up. These camps would also have lanterns by them, and would act as your save points

Since i love being totally immersed in stuff, i think that water shouldn't reflect the dots you place. Sure, it's pretty, but it makes no sense. The laser might have enough fidelity to understand when it's hitting water and not render, but water should remain black, and sound queues will tell players when water is nearby (again, like in the actual game)

Rappelling and other climbing mechanics should be integrated, allowing for even deeper traversal, and the deeper you go the more inexplicable discoveries you make (eg: a completely square room among the caves, manmade structures like in the game, a creature that moves constantly so you have to have your laser on it while you try not to make too much noise)

in conclusion, i loved this game purely for the gameplay it provided, but think it got totally kneecapped by the narrative. I hope someone else comes along and picks up this idea and runs with it (if introversion software would let them)

#scanner sombre #spoilers and such under the cut #doop's spontaneous game reviews

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minka-cola · 2 months

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geh. anxiety a bitch

edit: oh man and the read more broke when it looked fine in the preview. oh man oh man oh man

i just don't understand why this social paralysis has gotten so bad in the last year. i can look back on reblogs from halfway through 2023 and see that i was still being really expressive in my tags then. and i was still even knocking out the daily reblog limit on some days just going back through my timeline from the night before

after steamrolling through the splatoon 3 hero mode and side order stuff across the past few days, i actually entertained the notion of playing splatoon online again today. it felt so paralysing as i stood there in the lobby. what am i even scared of? you can't even talk to people in the game

then i did it! i queued up! i don't know what actually pushed me through being able to do it. i've frozen up even doing roulettes in ff14 more lately just because it's so overwhelming to be around even just 3 strangers for a quick 10 minute thing. i still want to try crystalline conflict sometime but i black out on actually queueing up. thinking about fighting other people makes me queasy and weak

i kept thinking i could just leave the splatoon queue. i still had time for it. i could even just buzz salmon run so i don't have to fight other people. then it popped!

it felt like i was back in the saddle. i had a whole lot of fun, probably the most genuine fun in a while. there was even splatoon 2 maps on rotation and it felt almost as nostalgic as splatoon 1 at this point for me

then a few hours later, just in the middle of a perfectly normal match, anxiety hit me like a truck again. why am i here, putting myself through this, surrounded by people. i don't want to fight other people. i could really feel my performance slipping away and it felt like a genuinely crushing defeat that i abruptly stopped pulling my weight in. i had to close it and just stew for a while

then here i was on tumblr, immeadiately paralysed and ready to close it after opening again like i've been doing more and more, but then i see a recommended piece on the side and it's like "oh, maybe just check that quick". and then i end up reblogging a bunch again, before suddenly it feels like anxiety was creeping up again. i backpedal out of the tab and just stew again

this feeling sucks. it sucks so much

#minka says #incoherent drowsy anxiety rambling #i keep saying how much i hate it but it truly feels frustrating today

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mentalisttraceur-incomplete · 6 months

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One really frustrating thing with Syncthing I ran into recently is that it really gunks up when you

suddenly drop gigs of files into a synced folder (for example, pulling out a large backup to go through it), and then

there's churn with those same files right after (for example, you've started to work through the backup, deleting some files, renaming others, catenating/merging/etc some things)....

In particular, I've noticed Syncthing trying to copy in huge files hours, or even days if the sync is big and slow enough, after they have already been deleted on the source device.

I guess its logic boils down to just having one big queue, so the "my-old-junk/9-GiB-raw-video.dv was deleted" update sits waiting while all the in-flight "here's bytes [x:y] of my-old-junk/9-GiB-raw-video.dv to copy in" messages get processed.

Now, if there are only two devices, I assume (or at least hope - I can conceive of worse implementations that are plausible enough, unfortunately) this settles faster - after all, if "foo.txt" no longer exists on the source, who are you gonna get the remaining bytes of "foo.txt" from?

But if there are, say, four devices, like in my case, then the three slowly-catching-up-on-sync devices all might have pieces of the file, or the whole file, by the time the delete happens on the source device - so they can keep feeding each other gigs of data which should've been deleted and which frankly they have no excuse to not know is deleted.

Now, personally, making sure that the most essential metadata of "this file was deleted/renamed" gets through at the earliest opportunity despite any head-of-line blocking or backpressure issues with file contents... that's the kind of thing I'd be thinking about from the start. Off the top of my head, there are multiple possibilities to explore here: use a separate connection, or use the built-in priority stuff, or write in-app logic to try to detect backpressure and hold back and not fill up buffers so that there's always a little bit of room for this high-priority stuff (a perfect solution can't exist because network vagueries mean that any node in the path could share queues/buffers for your low-priority and high-priority stuff, even if you use different everything for each, and every bit of information you might be able to dynamically discover about how much you can push before packets start dropping could technically change at any time... anything - there's no reason why file foo should fully copy in, then sync makes progress for days on other files, and then finally "oh, foo was deleted (back around when it was copied down)").

No but it gets worse.

See, because hours or days pass after deleting a file "qux" on A before the sync finishes creating the file on devices B, C, or D, it's possible for these lagging gunked up syncs to revive file "qux" on A - because "oh look, file qux just appeared on B, we don't have a qux here on A, guess we should sync that down".

It's rather frustrating because the whole point of having sync was to free me to switch between devices at a whim, or to grab any device when going out and know that I'll have access to everything, and be able to make progress on everything. And now, for a couple of my synced folders most affected by these gunked up sync issues, that hasn't been true for about a week.

Luckily, it's per synced folder.

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typeslugs · 1 year

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PLOG_05

Everything so much

I moved three days ago but it feels like it has been weeks. I was super nervous all of saturday while packing. Then sunday came and I had to say goodbye to my beautiful wife as I got on the train with my three stuffed bags. The ride was nice. I love trains.

When I arrived at the station I was immediately lost. I don't use a smartphone, part of the project ig, which means navigating in a town that I've never been to is a real challenge. I wandered around for a little bit until I found a phone number to the public transport customer service, and after a few minutes in a phone queue a very nice person helped me with direction to the bus and from the bus stop to my apartment. Paying for a ticket on the bus is double the price compared to using a fare-card or buying a ticket in one of the kiosks, but what the hell, it got me to where I needed to be.

The problem with living in the outskirts of town is that there are no grocery stores nearby, so food shopping will need to be a more mindful activity than before. But that is also a great motivator for finding a place that is closer to the town centre. Though at least the walk to work is real nice, following a pretty straight-forward path through the woods (the way that everything here kind of is in the middle of the woods). Being this close to nature is great for my spirit, and I can't wait to get a bike here so I can utilize the, quite frankly, amazing bicycle pathways.

I managed to navigate to the correct building once I got to campus, and after being lost for a bit I found the office of my supervisor. Then everything is kind of a blur, meeting a whole swath of new colleagues, seeing a lot of university hallways and rooms. Aside from my supervisor I also have a faculty mentor, and one of the recent phd grads have taken me under their wing to show me the general ropes. Office, keys, computer, logins, and a bunch of administrative stuff, on top of trying to remember names and faces and positions, has left me a bit overwhelmed. But I'll find my footing eventually.

Abbreviated list advice I've gotten (and remembered):

Be here during office hours and then GO HOME

Find a system for taking and organizing reading notes so you don't have to do double work

Take it easy in the beginning, things will fall into place

Be confident in your abilities

Do not be afraid to ask for clarifications and help

It's okay if your project changes directions

Take note of all your responsibilities for future postdoc applications

I've also been contacted by (and joined) the Grad Student Association (GSA). It's kind of like the union! It seems really cool and I look forward to be more involved once I've caught my footing.

It's so weirdly amazing to have discussions about science in the break room, and listening to other phd-students talk about their processes and stuff. I was asked to take a look at what courses I would be interested in teaching for, and that suddenly made this whole thing very real. Like, yea I'm fr going to be teaching students in the not too distant future.

Today there was a department meeting and I got to present myself, which I was a bit nervous for. But I'm told that I made a good impression. Everyone is so welcoming and seem genuinely excited and happy to have me here, which is so cool and makes adjusting to all the changes happening a whole lot easier to adjust to.

I am going home this weekend and it will be beyond nice to see my wife again.

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todomitoukei · 3 years

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Got tagged by @haleigh-sloth and @xpromethiosx thank you <3

Why did you choose your URL?

Because dbhx was really big when I joined the fandom so my blog was mainly that and at this point, it would be too much of an effort to change it lol

Any side blogs?

Well, this is a sideblog! My main is @lightxhearted

How long have you been on tumblr

It was my 10 year anniversary on here last month.... *long sigh*

Do you have a queue tag?

Not exactly, but I usually put the art I reblog in the queue so I guess technically that is my queue tag?

Why did you start your blog in the first place?

I think one of my friends introduced me to it but it's been too long to remember any details.

Why did you choose your icon/pfp

It's Dabi for obvious reasons and then I also just really like transparent icons so now it looks like he's grabbing the posts >:)

Why did you choose your header?

If there is one good thing that has come out of bnha and the official English translation, it's Dabilingual and @/redphlox post was too funny not to use<3

What’s your post with the most notes?

This post of Saiki K. referencing Momo's quirk lmao

How many mutuals do you have?

I never counted. But a few and they are all amazing :)

How many followers do you have?

This is gonna be a lame-ass answer, but one of my favorite parts about tumblr is that you can't see other blog's follower count so... it shall remain a secret ;)

How many people do you follow

Way too many (671) - keep in mind that I've been on here for over a decade now so a bunch of those blogs are probably not even active anymore, but I can't be bothered to go through all of them. I just unfollow blogs now if they suddenly become active again and post stuff I don't care about anymore.

How often do you use tumblr each day?

Too much lol. I have a lot of free time at my job at the moment and Tumblr is the only social media app I actively use so when I'm trying to not use my brain and just pass the time, that's what I end up doing.

Did you have a fight/argument with another blog once?

Pretty sure I've only argued with anons but I've had anon turned off for a while now so not even that. I'm more of a mind-your-own-business person, so if I see a blog I disagree with I block them.

How do you feel about “you need to reblog this posts”

I ignore them.

Do you like tag games?

I do if they seem interesting (some of them get repetitive) But also sometimes I forget to do them rip

Do you like ask games?

Definitely!

Which of your mutuals do you think is tumblr famous?

@/transhawks and @/thyandrawrites for sure lol, but also I'm not sure at what point someone would be considered tumblr famous?

Do you have a crush on a mutual?

Nope, they're all friend-shaped though<3

Tagging: @fi-nn @redphlox @transhawks @kiridabideku96 @raspberrysflavour @strawberrymillks

#tag thing #mine

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astro-rain · 4 years

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delicate; b.barnes

chapter two - “bucky”

delicate masterlist

word count: 1.4k

summary: after arriving in wakanda, (Y/N) figures out who and what she’s there for (with the help of our fav young genius)

pairings: bucky barnes x fem!reader

[A/N]: not my photo

"Christ, you're astonishingly intelligent. How could you possibly need my help?" (Y/N) asked. "I'm kind of a joke compared to your big brain."

As the young Wakandan princess showed (Y/N) around her extremely impressive laboratory, she thought back to her conversation with Sharon.

***

"I'm needed? In Wakanda?" she said, dumbfounded. "What am I gonna do? Help them hunt for food?"

"Well, that's the thing," Sharon began. "Wakanda isn't what you think it is. The third world country we all thought we knew is just a facade to protect the true nature of Wakanda."

(Y/N) stared, not following. Sharon continued.

"It's actually a highly advanced, technologically progressive metropolis. They have some of the smartest people and most exceptional innovations in the world. It was all a cover up."

She nodded, finally understanding, "Well, I can't say that I blame them for hiding from the world. I can only imagine what would happen, especially from the hands of America."

Sharon chuckled. "Steve settled things with T'Challa, the former prince, and the royal family are allowing him and Barnes to take refuge there until further notice. Evidently, they have the tech and the minds to undo whatever damage Hydra did to Barnes."

***

"Well, I could do this by myself, but my focus is predominantly on electromagnetism, quantum mechanics, and high-energy particle physics," the young princess explained, gesturing to various pieces of state-of-the-art tech around her lab. "I'm not really an expert in social sciences just yet; that would be you. I was told you were exceptional. Oh, and Captain Rogers needed someone he could trust on short notice. So, here you are, on account of a Sharon Carter, right?"

"Absolutely correct... your highness?" (Y/N) replied, though it was more of a question than anything else.

The princess laughed a genuine laugh, "Oh, no need for formalities! We're colleagues now and we're going to be working collaboratively. Please, call me Shuri."

"Got it," she nodded, smiling and slightly embarrassed. "...so, not to sound like more of an idiot than I probably already seem, but what exactly is this project we're working on? No one really thought it would be a good idea to tell me before I took the plane ride to another continent- which is lovely by the way."

"Well," Shuri started, gesturing her to follow along as they walked through the rest of the lab, "you know that man who allegedly bombed the UN conference in Vienna, consequently killing my father and forcing my brother to assume his place as king?"

(Y/N) gulped. "Yes."

"Yeah, he's here. He's the project. But don't worry! He didn't actually set off the bomb; he was framed."

Oh. Okay. What was she supposed to say to that? (Y/N) couldn't figure out an answer so she continued to nod and try not to look too idiotic.

"As you already know, he has suffered greatly. He's not in control of his own mind. Our job is to dismantle whatever programming Hydra drilled into his poor brain through years of abuse and torture."

(Y/N) remembered the horrible things she read in his file. The trauma, the cruelty, the destruction of humanity. Suddenly, she was no longer at a loss of words... or thoughts. She was going to help an innocent man. Well, the truly innocent man who was locked inside Hydra's homemade killer.

What was done to him was a monstrosity; it was, up to date, the worst thing she had ever seen done to a human being. And, if she can do anything to help take away or relieve some of that pain, she was happy to play her part. A good way to do that was probably to zone back in to what Shuri was saying.

"...and there's two main components to this. Number one is his physical pain. Meaning the biochemicals and neurons in his brain in addition to his arm and the nerve endings and anything else of his that they broke: the stuff I will take care of. Number two is his mental pain. Meaning his psyche, trauma, behavior, emotions, and all that other fun psychology stuff that you will take care of."

"So, I'm basically operating as a therapist?"

"Basically. Among other things."

(Y/N) stared at the floor in front of her, letting it all sink in. She was going to therapize the Winter Soldier. Whatever that was going to entail was a mystery to her. He was nothing she'd ever heard of. Of course she was extraordinary at her job, but this was new territory for her.

Unaware of what else to say, (Y/N) blurted out, "So... you said he's here..."

"Yes. Follow me, you can come meet him."

Maybe that wasn't the best thing to blurt. He is innocent, but that doesn't stop him from scaring her a bit... even though she's never actually met him in the person.

She followed behind as Shuri led her out of the lab and through a multitude of different rooms and hallways. She was nervous, indeed. She was in a place she'd never been with people she'd never met about to see a person with a caliber she'd of never imagined.

(Y/N) wondered what he'd be like. Would she be meeting who he was before Hydra sunk their claws into him? Or would she be meeting some hybrid of the man he used to be and the pain he's been forced to endure? She wasn't sure what to expect. But she didn't have time to imagine another scenario when Shuri opened a door and they were greeted by a freezing cold breeze.

"Don't mind the cold. It's supposed to be like that," Shuri said as she held the door open and walked inside.

(Y/N) wrapped her arms around her midsection before her mouth dropped. In the middle of the room stood a giant glass chamber holding no other than James Barnes inside. It looked so strange to her, surreal even. He was frozen? Suspended animation. She didn't think humans were supposed to look like that. He almost looked dead. The slightest shiver ran down her spine.

"He's in a state of cryogenic sleep," Shuri explained. "Completely alive, but the chamber reduces his metabolism to its lowest possible level, allowing his body to be preserved for long periods of time."

"That's... slightly horrifying. I've heard of cryogenics, but I've never seen it first hand. How does it even work?" (Y/N) inquired as she ran her hand lightly across the glass.

It's so cold. She couldn't imagine being in there.

"In cryogenic sleep, an antifreeze agent is added, replacing the water in his cells. Then, the tissue is cooled to -220 degrees Fahrenheit, but instead of crystallizing into ice, the chemicals clump together and become solid. They're actually molecularly similar to glass. This new glass form prevents the cells from bursting and, theoretically, this could hold him in stasis forever."*

"Wow," she mused, still awestruck, staring at the chamber.

"Something wrong?"

"No, I'm good," (Y/N) chuckled, "it's just that advanced science is just shocking sometimes. And when you said I was going to meet him, I didn't think you meant like this."

Shuri smiled. "Oh, I didn't."

And with that, all it took was the push of a button and the chamber came out of dormancy. It was whirring and hissing, and (Y/N) could feel the temperature slowly start to rise. She glanced up and witnessed what looked like a miracle as color began to bloom onto his previously blanched features. He too was coming out of dormancy; he was coming alive.

(Y/N) almost startled when his eyes opened, but remained completely still when the chamber door opened. James blinked a couple times, taking in his surroundings. He looked anxious; she could understand why. She tried not to meet his eyes.

I'll let Shuri take the lead on this one, she thought.

As if on queue, Shuri gave him a polite smile and started to undo his restraints.

"Hello Sergeant Barnes. Welcome back! My name is Shuri, T'Challa's younger and much smarter sister. This," she gestured to (Y/N), "is Dr. (Y/L/N). Together, we'll be conducting your treatment plan."

He stepped out of the chamber, shaking Shuri's hand. He had almost a foot over her but towered over both of them regardless. Then, he turned to (Y/N). She wasn't sure what to think.

"It's nice to meet you, Sergeant Barnes," she said with a curt smile, as she shook his hand. Cold. She pretended not to notice.

He looked down at her and for a moment she thought he looked docile. Benevolent and soft.

His eyes are very blue.

"Please," he said, a kindhearted gentleness coating his voice, "call me Bucky."

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Hey, i really like your blog, you doing incredible stuff every time i read it sends butterflies to my stomach🦋 if this is ok ask axis with s/o who rejected them because thought they not good enough to be with them and then axis finding out? See through your blog every day waiting for updates, but I've almost lost a hope for answer

💕thank you!! Did you send in other asks? It might be in my queue 💕

Italy

“How could you ever think you weren’t good enough for me.” Feliciano asked, he cupped your face in his hands, making sure you’d look at him.

“You’re just so perfect.” You mumbled. A hot tear rolled down your cheek and he quickly brushed it away. “And I’m so not.” You sniffled. Feliciano sighed softly and tugged you against his chest.

“I’m not perfect Bella! No one is.” He soothed. “But why didn’t you just tell me? You broke my heart.” He whispered the last part causing you to look up at him.

“I did?” You felt your heart crack a little. His light honey eyes welled up with a couple of tears.

“Well you confess your love for someone and they reject you even though you were positive they felt the same way about you.” He leaned forward and rested his chin against the top of your head. “It’ll take you by surprise and then you won’t know what to do.” He continued.

“I’m sorry I did that to you.” You apologized pulling away from him. He smiled down at you.

“I know a way you can make it up to me though.” His honey eyes glinted at you playfully. Tilting your head to the side you asked him ‘how.’ He leaned forward and placed a quick kiss against your lips enjoying your wild blush.

Japan

“I’m sorry. I didn’t know I would hurt you this bad.” You mumbled. The Japanese man sighed and ran a pale hand over his tired face. His beautiful chocolate eyes were red and had dark bags under them. He had confessed his feeling for you around two weeks ago and since then he hasn’t been the same. He ignored all of your texts and calls, it wasn’t until you practically broke into his house did he see you.

As soon as he open the door your cringed. The usual put together man looked anything but. His hair was greasy and a mess, he looked even paler and skinnier than usual. His nose was red and irritated. You quickly pushed your way inside his house and put some tea on the stove and put some rice in the rice cooker. He didn’t say anything but laid down on the floor cushions not even looking at you. You gave him a large amount of rice and his favorite tea.

You kept picking at him for awnsers until he finally snapped.

“WHY ARE YOU ACTING LIKE NOTHING HAPPENED? DO YOU KNOW WHAT IT FEELS LIKE TO HAVE THE ONE PERSON WHO YOU ACTUALLY LOVE AND TRUST COMPLETELY REJECT YOU?”

After his outburst you stood there in silence not knowing what to do. Groaning he went out the back door and sprawled out under one of his cherry blossom trees.

“I seriously didn’t mean to hurt you. I didn’t even think of the consequences.” You mumbled. You laid next to him and stared up at the pink flowered sky above you. “I-I Just don’t think I’m good enough for you.” You murmured. He finally turned his head to look at you.

“Good enough for me? Is that what you think? Why would you even get an idea like that!” He questioned. You just shrugged not really knowing how to answer.

“You know I love you back.” You stated still looking at the tree branches above you. You didn’t see it but a small smile attached itself to Kiku’s face.

Germany

You winced as the large burly man grunted.

“You’re so difficult Lulu.” You mumbled. You softly patted the cold cloth against his heated forehead. His glossy eyes stared at you in a daze.

“I’m sorry if I scared you.” He mumbled. His rosy cheeks darkened slightly.

“You never scare me. I know you wouldn’t hurt me.” You whispered back. He nodded his head in agreement and stared up at the ceiling. Your favorite German got extremely drunk and showed up at your house at 12 in the afternoon yelling about how you completely shattered his heart. You knew he would want to kill himself because of embarrassment so you tried your best not to make him feel worse. “Did you mean all the things you said?” You asked. You ran your fingers through his hair and he closed his eyes in contempt. He opened his mouth and closed it like he was trying to find words to say.

“Ja.” He sighed. He opened his icy blue eyes and stared directly into your own eyes. After throwing up and drinking lots of water and eating some toast he was finally starting to sober up. “I-I was just so sure you felt the same way. Then when I told you how I felt you completely shut me down. I mean you didn’t even talk to me for 2 weeks! We went from spending almost everyday together to being like strangers.” He felt bad for unloading all of his feelings on to you but you needed to hear it and the fact that he was still a little tipsy was helping him.

“I’m not good enough for you Lulu.” Tears welled up in your eyes and the German quickly sat up.

“What in the world could ever make you think that?” He murmured cupping your face in between his hands. “You’re everything I’ve ever wanted.”

Prussia

“He’s in his room.” Ludwig sighed. He closed the front door and you took a nervous step into the house. “Thanks for coming.” You could tell the younger German was a little mad at you probably because you hurt his older brother- at least Ludwig claimed you hurt him and in his words you ‘need to fix what you broke.’

You gave him a sheepish smile. “Of course!” You giggled nervously. You quickly made your way up the steps and stopped infront of the very familiar door of your best friend/crush since forever. You knocked on the door lightly but nothing happened, so you of course knocked again.

“GO AWAY!” You jumped at the sudden volume from the other side of the door. You cringed and your heart rate picked up. ‘Just open the door.’ You thought to yourself. You turned the knob and pushed the door open. The room was pitch black except for the light seeping in from the doorway you were standing in. You closed the door behind you and flicked the light switch on.

You heard Gilbert groan from the bed and he brought the covers up over his head. You still assumed he didn’t know it was you in his room. Walking closer to the bed you sat down on the very corner.

“Hey Gilly.” You tried to sound as lighthearted as possible. The albino quickly threw the covers off of him and you suddenly felt a little nauseous. He was skinny compared to his usual bulky frame. His eyes were red more red and puffy, with dark circles. He had a good amount of scruff around his lower face and you knew that if he went 2 more weeks without shaving he would have a beard. He wasn’t wearing a shirt and you had to stop your eyes from wandering.

“What are you doing here?” He snapped. He laid back down his eyes staring at the ceiling.

“I came to check on you.” You smiled. “I haven’t heard from you.” You shifted uncomfortably and decided it would be best if you stared at his wall. It was filled with pictures of you and him together. Well there was some with Luddy, Franny and Toni and of course the dogs, but the majority of them were selfies of him and you together, or just stupid pictures of you.

“Did you expect to hear from me?” He grumbled. He followed your gaze and looked at the pictures of you guys together. “It’s not exactly like we left off on a good foot. Remember?” You bit your lip and nodded.

“I’m sorry.” You whispered. He sighed and sat up again.

“It’s okay, you can’t help your feelings. B-but I can’t be friends with you. I mean it’ll kill me seeing you be with someone else or knowing that you’ll never see me the way I see you.”

“I do feel the same way.” You blurted out.

“What?” The albino asked. He scooted closer to you and you resisted the urge of throwing your arms around his neck and cuddling into his chest where you felt safe.

“I just- I’m not good enough for you! I mean you are awesome.” You chuckled dryly your fingers nervously played with the soft blanket on his bed. He quickly grabbed your hands cutting off your actions and effectively making you look at him.

“And why do you think I like you so much? Huh? You think I would fall for someone lame? You are the out of my league!” His voice was soft and it put a wide smile on your face. “ and don’t be so stupid next time you feel insecure! Tell me so I can help you! That is what a good boyfriend does after all.” He smirked.

Romano

“If I didn’t like you so much, I would punch you in the face.” Lovino grumbled. He brushed your hair out of your face and swiped away some tears that fell from your eyes. “How could you ever think you weren’t good enough for me? I’m a piece of trash and if you think you’re bad for me than how badly do you think of yourself, my Princess?” He hummed.

“You aren’t trash! You are one of the most talented, caring, passionate people on the planet. People just don’t try and see it.” Another tear fell from your eye but it was quickly brushed away. The Italian smiled softly and kissed the top of your head.

“And that’s what makes you so special to me. You’re the only one who has tried to see that side of me. You saved me, you know that?” He asked. Before you had a chance to ask him what he meant he continued. “I’ve waited my whole life to find someone like you. I’ve begged every higher power to just give me someone- someone who will give me a chance. I didn’t care if it was a lover or a friend, just someone. And then you came into my life and I’m not going to throw away that chance just because you don’t see how magnificent you really are, Princess.”

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