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#OUT OF TOUCH WEIRDOS
cognitosclowns · 2 years
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Can I request a fake-dating thing with Gigi? Maybe she needs a date for some big event and asks Reader to be her fake date, but ends up really liking their company? Thanks!!
OH FUCK IM GONNA EXPLODE. LIKE ACTUALLY START RICOCHETING OFF THE WALLS. THIS IS THE BEST TROPE TYSM
sfw!! just cuteness. It got long im sorry MSNDMSND
Ok usually she has a System (tm) for events, because when your schedule is as tight as hers, you need to have all your ducks in a row.
Usually she has a Shortlist of people she can ask in case she needs a Plus One!!
 Andre, Brett, Glenn, Myc (if she can convince him not to be too much fo a brat smdns) It's all platonic, usually one of those four can be bribed into an event with the promise of Alcohol and Free Food (and Brett does it Just To Be Helpful,, because,, it's Brett MSNDMS)
and yet, somehow, all four of these ungrateful little bastards can't pull through on this night.
And she can't go alone, for several reasons. In the circles she frequents (read : rich and judgemental) its essential to bring a Plus One, because everyone else is gonna have one, and if she doesn't she's gonna stick out.
Keeping up appearances is essential in her line of work, and she really doesn't need ppl starting a gossip train right now.
(and aside from that, it dissuades creeps so that's a plus)
AND THAT'S WHERE YOU COME IN BABEY!!!
you are her last hope lmao.
SHE SPOTS YOU FROM HER OFFICE AS SHE'S PACING AND IS LIKE 'you're my date now :)’
AND I MEAN,,, DID YOU REALLY HAVE ANYTHING BETTER TO DO? NO OFC NOT
She only vaguely knows you, but tbh she just needs someone to fill the slot. A beach-ball with a smiley face drawn on it ANYONE.
She even offers you 400$ to sweeten the pot!! Plus the usual promise of free food and rich people to laugh at.
Don't worry about getting an outfit, she works in media. She IS media lmao I have no doubt she's has plenty of experience in fashion, she can absolutely help you throw together an outfit and be out the door in like,, 10 minutes flat.
She isn't expecting much but?? It actually goes way smoother than planned??
It surprises her that you treat it like,, an actual date.
Like you ask questions? good questions?? Not just boring Rich People 'I-Don't-Actually-Care-I-Just-Need-To-Pretend-I'm-A-Person-And-Not-A-Walking-Bank-Account' questions??
You ask her about her ambitions? What was her favorite childhood memory? You two get into a 40 minute conversation about a bakery she misses from her hometown that closed down before she could get their cheesecake recipe??
and FUCK IF THAT ISN'T A BREATH OF FRESH AIR SMDNS
Like oh god you cannot imagine how mind numbing rich people are. Harder than the conspiracies and media scandals and weird social rules is trying to pretend to give a shit about Rich Boy #307's New Golf Course MSNDMS
She literally forgets to mingle.
You mention something about the Gardens and before she can even remember that yes, there was a goal behind her coming to this event, you two are giggling like teenagers running along the pavillion <33
YOU TWO BOLT THROUGH THE SPRINKLERS ITS SUPER FUN.
Occasionally it’ll strike her that she’s supposed to be inside, shmoozing, but she just convinces herself that oh well, she can just do that later.
It doesn't even strike her until her alarm goes off that she's spent the entire night just,, talking with you. 
(the ringtone, ofc, being the sound of someone calling her, so that she has a convenient excuse to get out of whatever she's doing and go home)
She decides Fuck It. You two talk for another forty minutes, laying back on the freshly-trimmed grass before a butler eventually comes out to shoo you off the property MNSDMSN
She drives you home!! Well, her chauffeur drives you home, but she sits with you in the back!!
(She specifically asks her chauffeur to take a slightly longer route, so you two can finish your convo about the musical conventions in Sweeney Todd, because she hasn’t gotten to talk about that shit in YEARS SHES NOT PASSING UP THIS OPPORTUNITY)
She still offers you that 400$, because it's the least she could do for you helping her out w/ something so last minute, not to mention having you stay way later than expected, but you turn it down.
You said something about how ‘getting to get to know a woman as sweet as her was payment enough <3′ and just. left.
it leaves her so completely stunned that she doesn’t hear her driver when they ask if she’d like to be dropped off at home. 
She literally just sits there staring at the spot where you were sitting, holding 400$, feeling absolutely dazed. She’s smiling like an idiot and she doesn’t even CARE THAT WAS SO CUTE OF YOU-
She calls you two weeks later for another event, and you say yes without hesitation <3
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stargirl230 · 10 months
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Luke(s)
sketches in which luke looks different every time i try to draw him (different face syndrome???)
(no reposts; reblogs appreciated)
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kylosbreedingkink · 1 year
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marisatomay · 2 years
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happy 50th birthday to gwyneth paltrow, part of a dying breed of celebrity who is just so goddamn weird and out of touch but man if she isn’t talented and stunning
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sailforvalinor · 5 months
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The Little Women musical is one of my favorite musicals and Jo is one of my dream roles, but at the same time I can’t forgive it for committing character assassination by making Laurie a weird awkward dork just to give Professor Bhaer a leg up as a love interest
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eddiezpaghetti · 3 months
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Was playing the Sims as Mike, making him take a nap before he went to Hellfire because he was tired as hell, and...
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What the entire fuck, Edward.
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softquietsteadylove · 7 months
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drama for the runaway bride au: A man from the nearby village has seen Thena at Gilgameshs little forest house and informed royal guards who informed the King and now they're standing in front of Gilgameshs door again and invite themselves in and they're dragging Thena back to the castle
Gil smiled down at the flowers in his hand. Thena would love them--they were soft and white and lovely, just like her. He would put them in some water when he got home, maybe after dinner. Thena was probably chopping vegetables this very second. She was getting better at it.
It had been almost a year since she found him--or since he found her, maybe it was better to say. The beautiful bride he found hiding in a tree trunk was no longer a lost little fawn. She had come to learn everything that was required to keep the house in good order. She had taken over those duties all together when he'd been injured.
The cabin was as much hers as it was his, as far as he was concerned.
And it was high time he tell her as much, too. Maybe it was silly to do something so formally when she had indeed lived alongside him all this time. He often blushed to remember that they even shared a bed. But he felt he had to say something--let her know just how important it was to him that she was here.
"No, let go of me!"
The flowers dropped from Gil's hand. He took off in a run, his feet slipping faintly as he charged towards the house, a royal carriage parked out front.
"Get off me!" Thena screamed, so unlike her usual self. But she was a force to be reckoned with, clawing and thrashing, teeth bared like a wild animal.
"Your highness, please," the men pleaded with her.
"Let her go!" Gil bellowed before he could even think about it. All he knew was that he could see Thena being taken away, and he had to stop it. "Get away from her!"
"The lumberjack is back!"
"Stop him!"
"He has a weapon!"
"No!" Thena pulled against the suits of armour holding each of her arms. "No, don't hurt him!"
Gil slid to a stop, holding his axe but eyeing the line of royal soldiers with their swords pointed at him. "What do you think you're doing with her?"
"The princess is coming with us!"
"Like hell she is," he snarled at them. He would fight all of them, outnumbered or not, if he had to. "You're not going anywhere with my Thena."
"Gil!" she cried out for him. She managed to pull away from her captors, shoving the men out of her way until she could stand in front of him. "Enough!"
"Your highness, move!" the frontmost man barked at her.
"No!" she barked right back at him (that was his Thena). "Or would you rather report to my father than you've run me through trying to capture an innocent man?"
The guards did lower their weapons, although it didn't do much to make Gil feel better about the whole thing. The captain glared at him. "He is no innocent man, your highness. The lumberjack stands accused of kidnapping and holding the princess hostage."
"There is no such crime," Thena stated, although it seemed that - princess or not - her word didn't weigh as much as it should to the men facing them.
"His majesty has been searching, my lady," the captain scowled at her, still standing in front of Gil to protect him. "For nigh on a year, now."
It was a year this very day, actually.
"Then tell him you've found me," Thena challenged, her shoulders squared and her braid sliding off her shoulder and down her back. "Tell him you've found me and that I refuse to return."
The other guards looked between themselves. They were just men following orders, doing their jobs, trying to feed themselves and their families.
"I cannot, your highness."
"Well I won't be going with you, so you may pick which is a worse fate," Thena snipped at him, grasping Gil's hand behind her. "But if a hair on this man's head is hurt, I will have the lot of you executed."
Gil blinked. The men didn't seem to take her all that seriously, but he would be trembling in his armour if he were in their shoes. They hadn't seen her furious at the end of a long day when he'd forgotten to wipe his muddy boots off yet again.
"Princess Thena," the captain resumed his attempt at reasoning with her. He stepped forward, hand on his chest (and off his weapon). "Not only your father but your fiance the prince has also-"
"I have no fiance, captain," Thena cut him off without even batting an eye. "And if there is a snivelling pup inhabiting the castle saying he is, then I mourn for the days of your honour as a royal guard."
Damn, she really had a way with words, especially when they were insulting.
"My lady, I implore you," the captain bent at the waist and bowed to her. "I am not to return without you, sworn on my life."
Thena sighed. She wouldn't be responsible for something like that--she refused to be. Gil gave her hand a squeeze, "captain?"
"Highness?" he peeked up at her, a little too eager for how little time had passed.
"If my father has threatened you all with death," she held her head high. "Then I suggest you run away."
The men paled.
"These forests are deep. You could find the village, start anew, take your families and leave the prison my father calls a castle. But I will not return there with you, and if your lives depend on me doing so, then I am telling you now to save yourselves."
"Highness," another guard interjected, although Gil got the sense that he wasn't really allowed to speak up so freely. "If it's about the lumberjack, perhaps your father would employ-"
"Silence!"
Gil shrank slightly, and he was behind her! The men facing them flinched.
"My father," she said it like she would talk about hay mould, or spiders, or wild boars. Her eyes locked with the guard, "is not fit to stand in the same room as the man behind me."
"H-Highness-"
"Stop calling me that!"
"Princess," the captain took the reins again, his voice raising. "I have been ordered to bring you back. And I regret to inform you that I am to use any means necessary to do so."
"Truly?" she didn't back down from the threat, but still stood close enough to Gil that no one would be able to approach him without her being in the way. "Would you tie me up and kidnap me, captain? Would you apprehend the crown princess?"
"If I must, my lady," he informed her with an equal lack of remorse. "I was ordered to retrieve you, alive, but by no means was I told to do so with gentility. And if I must bring you back by force, then so be it."
Gil gripped his axe again. He didn't like where this was headed. Thena backed up into him even more, pressing her back to his chest. Her hand gripped the handle of his axe, throwing off his grip. She didn't want him to fight.
"I'm sure my resistance will be attributed to my so called 'kidnapper' fighting you off?" Thena assumed aloud.
"Aye," the captain confirmed.
"Then I must tell you..."
Gil held his breath same as the guards did. He didn't know what she had up her sleeve, but it had better be good. It really seemed like everyone's lives were depending on it.
"That I have already married him."
What was that now?
The men traded looks, most horrified, a few more curious than anything. The captain looked positively flushed with rage. "I beg your pardon."
"I have married this man," Thena proclaimed like it was nothing. She wound their fingers together.
"Each and every marriage must be officiated properly, your highness." The captain looked mortified, but in an angry way. "Your father will never recognise it as a lawful union."
"Then I suppose you will have to go and tell him regardless."
"Thena," he breathed against her hair. He wasn't sure if this would only invite more trouble down the line or not, especially considering it was a bold faced lie. But he went with it.
"That his daughter has run off and had a bastardisation of a marriage in the woods with some lowly peasant?!"
Gil huffed; he wasn't rich by any means, but he wasn't sure if he was a peasant, either. He had just worked at the castle not two weeks ago!
"Yes," she persisted, "tell him exactly that, or anything else. But he may know that I love the man I am with, and that I will not return to his gilded cage to be sold like chattel."
The captain sighed deeply. If looks could kill, he would be on trial for regicide, "if that is what her highness wishes."
"It is an order."
As if the word 'order' were a magic spell, the men all snapped up straighter, heels together. "Ma'am!"
"Then we must inform the king," the captain declared, pulling back his tiny battalion to deliver truly terrible news.
"I wish you luck," Thena sent them off with the snide wish, crossing her arms as they loaded into the carriages again. She kept glaring until they were dragging themselves off the beaten path and back to the main road again.
Gil let out a breath once they were out of sight. He leaned on his knees, heart hammering, "wow."
Thena also sighed, turning around to face him. "I suppose we will have to be prepared for the possibility that the magistrate will come knocking next."
"Uh, Thena?"
"Perhaps Eros will come with some fake document to state that I am not legally allowed to marry anyone but him," she continued, rolling her eyes and sorting out her braid again, "like a land deed."
"Thena," Gil tried again.
"As much as I never want to see him again, I would pay any price to see the image of my father's face when he finds out his crown jewel has-"
"Thena!" he interrupted, not at all yelling at her but certainly not keeping quiet anymore. He stood to his full height again, smiling at her, "married, are we?"
Finally faced with the consequences of her lie, she looked down at the ground between them, quickly flushing rouge. "U-Uh, w-well-"
"Wish I had known," he chuckled, trying to get a peek at her face, "I'd have gotten you a gift, darling."
She squirmed, toying with the edge of her apron (which none of the guards noticed was literally made from her once-wedding dress). "I had to think of something they couldn't argue with me about."
"No, I guess you were right," Gil chuckled, throwing his arm over her shoulders and pulling her closer, "now I just have to worry about your dad busting down my door, huh?"
"Please," she scoffed at the very idea, "Father hasn't set food outside the castle in well over two decades. I think he would sooner write me off as missing and deceased than lift a finger to verify it himself."
Gil wasn't sure if that was so true, but he couldn't do anything but take her word for it at the moment. He kissed her forehead, "are you okay?"
She sighed, leaning against his chest, tugging at the suspenders over his flannel shirt. "I tried to hide again but they circled the house and took me. I was worried...I thought you wouldn't-"
"Hey, okay, sh," he whispered, pressing his nose to her temple as she sniffed back her tears. He had been scared of that very thing. "It's okay, nothing like that is gonna happen."
Neither of them could guarantee that.
Thena put her hands on his hips, while he did the same for her. "I'm sorry to lie like that."
He shook his head. He didn't mind it nearly as much as she thought he did. Maybe he minded that it wasn't actually true, but that was for a later date. "It is our anniversary, actually."
Thena smiled, their foreheads meeting gently. She rose on her toes, just enough to touch her lips to his, "happy anniversary, my sweet lumberjack."
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wildshapedruid · 27 days
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I love and will defend Tibby until my dying breath but it would be sooooo cool if he would play with me so he wasn't acting out out of boredom all the time. like sir I'm trying to help you fix it. can you at least LOOK at the toy.
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chadsuke · 9 months
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Comics Read in 2023:
Cherry Magic! Thirty Years of Virginity Can Make You a Wizard!? Vol. 1 by Yuu Toyuta (2018)
Cherry Magic! Thirty Years of Virginity Can Make You a Wizard!? Vol. 2 by Yuu Toyuta (2019)
Cherry Magic! Thirty Years of Virginity Can Make You a Wizard!? Vol. 3 by Yuu Toyuta (2019)
Cherry Magic! Thirty Years of Virginity Can Make You a Wizard!? Vol. 4 by Yuu Toyuta (2020)
Cherry Magic! Thirty Years of Virginity Can Make You a Wizard!? Vol. 5 by Yuu Toyuta (2020)
Campfire Cooking in Another World with My Absurd Skill Vol. 1 by Akagishi K. & Ren Eguchi (2017)
Campfire Cooking in Another World with My Absurd Skill Vol. 2 by Akagishi K. & Ren Eguchi (2018)
Campfire Cooking in Another World with My Absurd Skill Vol. 3 by Akagishi K. & Ren Eguchi (2019)
Campfire Cooking in Another World with My Absurd Skill Vol. 4 by Akagishi K. & Ren Eguchi (2019)
[ID: Covers of aforementioned books. End ID.]
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meirimerens · 10 months
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on second thought, i'd rather you just delete that previous anon ask... i was just kind of upset and biased reading those asks and i don't think my message would really contribute positively to this conversation. (sorry for bothering you, and thank you for your levelheaded & personal responses to this subject)
i am not publishing your previous ask it stays between us but i am going to use this opportunity to disclaim for the tenth time tonight so it gets into everyone's heads (including yours?) because i do Naht want to 1) dwell on it 2) have any word typed on this blog misconstrued, that i have heard nothing about the dev being a weirdo, i have over and over mentioned i did not think he was, had no reason to believe he was, i do not care that he allegedly isn't and would only care a little if he allegedly was, and firmly believe you can write draw code whatever horrible horrific yucky narratives while not being a horrible horrific yucky person yourself. while there is a pattern of male artists [in general] being weirdos, which i will acknowledge over and over because it directly impacts me as an artist and an art enjoyer (including a #gamer), an artist being a man does not a weirdo make, even if he handles [poorly or not] horrific subject, and i have no reason to believe this dev in particular is amongst the weirdoes, even if i don't [personally] want to interact with his art. let us all be clear that the only person i've even implied was a weirdo in any of my responses tonight was pathologic's lead dev, who has public allegations against him and has had for over 2 years at this point. you go take that up with anon. you can't because they're anonymous. you'll just have to make up over it. out of my askbox with this, both of you ‼️
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ridragon · 3 months
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I follow the hellaverse tag so I got a random moodboard from someone with stolas in it with the disclaimer "I will do requests but nothing religious or hateful or NSFW, dni if over 20"
Uhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh
Do you uh. Do you know uh. Do .... Uh .....
I don't even know how to begin to point out the flaws. Where do I begin? Where do I even-
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moe-broey · 1 year
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Art dump that REFUSES to behave itself when I save it to drafts (EVIL)
I was gonna add close ups and images referenced under cut but you know what. I don't fuckibg trust it. You're on your own. I'm so sorry. Explode 💥💥💥💥💥
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Actually testing fate adding this one bc I'm sad it gets so washed out 😔
(they/it pronouns. Btw.)
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spearxwind · 1 year
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Thank you for giving me playlist brainrot. Now I have the urge to make playlists like “Music that makes you want to run on all fours like a werewolf” and “songs to eviscerate your enemies to (affectionate)” hsgsgjaskfjsl
GOOD!!! YOU FUCKING SHOULD!!! making playlists and going musicshopping for them is so fucking fun, i have SO MANY playlists for ocs and playlists for random shit as well. Live your fucking dreams
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(don't ask me to share playlists though, i wont)
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boxingcleverrr · 5 months
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Usually I'm like, "I should never look at comments on my Senator-Aunt's social media, I'll just get mad or scared, etc"
But without fail, whenever I catch a glimpse, I just end up laaaaaughing, like.
Yes, my aunty is totally in a wealthy queer lib cabal, you found her out, darn. Now where am I gonna get money for my rich lady bills and virgin blood to bathe in?
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lindwurmkai · 3 months
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love when people are like "schools don't even teach touch-typing anymore" or "i can't believe young people these days are no longer taught how to use a computer"
well guess what i, a whole 37-year-old, was also never taught
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thesungod · 1 year
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Honestly, you're so right about the demigods not being like normal teens like the internet they have access to should be coming from something like a small little wifi modem that holds like 5 GB per month in the big house and it runs so slow and shitty that they only ever bother with it for absolute emergencies. (The internet and phones broadcasting their locations to monsters doesn't count in camp) like these kids so be the most out of touch children compared to the other normal mortal kids, tiktok should be a word heard in passing that they're still trying to make sense of and they've only just recently understood vines. These kids use camcorders and handheld cameras. If they do have a phone then it's something more like an old brick of a Nokia
THIS
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