Is there a minimum rating the squares need to meet? I have a few squares but could only make them T at most, some are more cracky for me than anything else. Is that allowed, too? Fills do not necessarily need to be sexually explicit to satisfy the bingo. When squares start being filled and we are tagging their reblogs, the following tags will be included. Sorry for the inconvenience! I used the scheduling feature on G-mail so they should be sent out immediately at that time. I didn't get a chance to start my card last round because of emergency RL stuff, do I have to use the old card or can I get a new one? If you completed zero squares in the previous round, your options are to reuse your old card or use a premade with up to ten squares changed.
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Your hosts for this challenge are unforth who uses that username on every platform except Tumblr, where she is unforth-ninawaters and whistlingwindtree who uses that username on every platform except AO3, where she is fierysky. You can see sample squares, with kinks representative of our master list, here. May I see a list of possible prompts for this challenge? We are constantly working to expand it, but this gives a general idea. Please feel free to refer to these general guidelines in your surveys.
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In an effort to motive and challenge ourselves, cherryliqkinks and I made kink bingo cards for each other and I thought I'd make a post to see if anyone else wanted one. Totally low pressure and not for anything other than to personally motive you, but if you're interested, here's how it'll work:. Log in No account? Create an account.
Thank you to everyone who participated in this wonderful event! I want to watch. Originally posted by empty-cass. Hunting witches drug you and Dean across eight different states in a matter of three weeks. Three fucking weeks. No hunt had ever taken so long, and it left you feeling incredibly frustrated, drained, and even incompetent. The bitch was leaving bread crumbs that lead absolutely nowhere, and that was no mistake. No, she knew exactly what she was doing. You stormed into an abandoned building, guns loaded with witch killing bullets and ready for a fight, only to find a deserted altar with the candles still burning. This last location, Miserable Motherfucking Missouri, you walked into a greenhouse; no witches, just a shit ton of flowers.