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organicmatter · 2 months
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I emailed some healed pics to my artist and I asked him if he had time/space for an apprentice in the next month. I totally understand if he is too busy but I just want to aim high to start out.
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therealdostoevsky · 1 year
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i want to be so disgustingly overeducated that people just stop talking to me
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stripedwolf88 · 3 months
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I like how I just pretty much abandoned everyone on Instagram (except my sister) because insta has become annoying to me. But what is funny is me randomly posting a story every now and then so people know I'm alive but still boring as hell.
It's the same few people that look at my story that I'm sure are hoping for something interesting or are curious 'cause I'm never on there but all they get is weird random thoughts I have in my head that I thought were funny enough for other people to feel puzzled by. Essentially an update to them: I am still a socially anxious hermit that has a lot of random thoughts that I find funny and no one else will. Also I am alive and have not joined a cult if ya care so yeaaaaaah. Also why are you still here? You guys are confusing.
Haha. Random ramble of the day I guess. Toodles 😁
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justanisabelakinnie · 2 years
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Camilo’s Transformation
Part II here 
Isabela didn’t know what the fuck was going on. 
One minute Camilo was all sweet as shortcake, helping out and being nice to everyone, taking care of Dolores when she was sick, hanging out with Mirabel, etc. Stuff like that was normal for him, and for her too. Isabela was used to Camilo being a nice person! And yet something in him changed today that for some reason, made him act like...this. 
It started last Monday afternoon, Isabela noticed, as usual, that her makeup was stolen, and that was just the tip of the iceberg. It was only when she went to Camilo’s bedroom door did she notice that the doorknob was missing. So she did what any rational young woman would do. She grew a cactus and used it to destroy Camilo’s door. But unlike usual, Camilo didn’t care. He was too busy dabbing at makeup in the mirror, making sure he perfectly got the emo look down pat. Not to mention his hairstyle. For some reason he was trying to cover one eye with his hair, almost as if he was trying to create bangs but failing miserably. Isabela didn’t understand what this was about, but as Camilo was a teenager, she let him be. 
But his hair and makeup weren’t the only things that changed. His attitude did too. Isa didn’t understand why he was so snippy. 
“Camilo!” Mirabel ran up to Camilo from behind, the boy not even looking her way. “Surprise Sneak Attack!” she yelled, before pouncing on him and wrapping her arms wildly around his neck in a suffocating embrace, twirling around midair as she laughed and giggled, forcing him to twirl around as well. When she finally lowered herself to the ground, she hugged Camilo normally and kissed his cheek. “Hey Cami, how are you doing?” 
But Camilo’s reaction surprised her. Looking at Mirabel with disgust, he snorted. “Leave me alone, Mirabel, I don’t even have any business talking to you.” 
Mirabel froze and blinked, before her shocked expression wormed its way into a grin and she began laughing at this. “Oh Camilo, you’re such a funnyman! Jajajaja!” She punched him in the shoulder and didn’t notice him staggering back. Isabela had to force herself not to laugh. “No but seriously you wanna go to the park after breakfast, we can play football or fly a kite or entertain the little kids and their play, I hear they’re doing Blancanieves, what do you say--” 
“NO, Mirabel, just get away from me!” Camilo grunted, resisting the urge to snicker at how funny this all was, as Mirabel’s expression saddened for real. He wanted to comfort her, but he was also having too much fun seeing how long this bad boy charade would last. “I don’t have time for you and your stupid childish adventures. I have more mature things to concern myself with.” 
“Oh yeah?” Mirabel hiccupped, her eyes pooling with tears as she resisted the urge to sob. “L-like...like what?” 
“Like pondering the meaning of life,” Camilo came up with. “Or why I was placed on this miniscule blue dot known as a planet on this vast black atmosphere. Or y’know, flirting with the hot fellas and ladies in the town.” 
“I thought you didn’t like flirting...” Mirabel said, but Camilo held up a hand to silence her. 
“Ugh, whatever, see, I knew you wouldn’t understand.” Camilo tossed his hair back in a pathetic attempt to flip it back, but unfortunately for him that didn’t work, so he just shook his head violently. “Anyway, see you around, or not.” 
“Wait, but Camilo--” 
“And don’t call me Camilo.” Mirabel just stared at him, wide-eyed and stunned. 
“B-but--” 
“My name--” Camilo glared at her darkly with the one non-obscured eye. “--is Carlos now. So get it right, Mariposa.” 
“...I’m not calling you that.” 
“Like I need your approval anyway.” Camilo turned his back to Mirabel and crossed his arms. “Just get out of my sight already, Maribel, I’m sick of looking at your face.” 
That’s when Mirabel full-on started crying, unable to hold the tears back any longer. “My name...is MIRABEL!” was her last exclamation before running off to go grab some tissues. 
Isabela sighed, ready to go comfort Mirabel before she saw Camilo crouch over laughing hysterically like a hyena. 
“JAJAJJAJA she totally fell for it!” 
And she realized... 
Today was going to be a very LOOOOONG day. She was sure of it. 
@ribbonspice
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kiragirl17 · 1 year
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I can't believe you actually answered my ask 🥹
I've grinning like an idiot all morning, I am happy to read that you're continuing and finishing ‘The Floater’
Thank you so much for your hard work ❤️
Haha I enjoy asks. I just don't get them alot. Lol
But thanks for for the love. For your reward, I will tell you will see a Jealous Kelly but he will be pouty about it and will refuse to be called jealous. Lol
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I have been tutoring my son in his college course on American History from the Revolution to the end of the Civil War. He has struggled a bit with his essays and some of the quizzes. So I listened to the recorded lectures and did the readings to help him out. I don’t know how to say this but . . . I LOVE the course. And he now has an A. I want to go back to college and finish out that double major in History that I was so close to getting.
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ms-anthrope-cellaneous · 11 months
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a regular text message conversation between my younger sisters and i:
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flospurpura · 1 year
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She’s a freak 👅
not the freak you’re thinking about
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kdyism · 2 years
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okay ngl, it's so weird seeing haechan with different hair colours in the same era... like i know they are posting pre-filmed content but hdjsjd my mind is considering them as two separate people
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catboyllawliet · 5 months
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this is me if u even care
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*peeks at dungeon meshi* hm cute but i'm not sure i comprehend the appeal
*keeps peering in curiosity* oh! each of these characters is, how you say. Insane
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grimaticerror · 9 months
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I just want to talk to someone new but it's not easy for me. It will always be a challenge because I don't want people to think I'm weirdo.
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strawberryfemm · 3 months
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to you it’s perverted gross sex. to me it’s being creative, working through traumas and baggage, healing my inner child, playing, practicing intense vulnerability, finding even more ways to fall in love with my partner, finding more ways to fall in love with myself, learning confidence & how to ask for what i want, care work, emotional release, relaxing, community building, theater, dance, writing, problem solving, therapy, radical honestly, and so much more. and also it’s gross perverted sex.
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ash-the-porcupine · 1 year
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Silly lines from the fanfic I'm working on!
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"WHY AREN'T THE SOCKS IN THE REFRIGERATOR?!"
"If I poked him… would he squeak?"
"Squeaks like a pony and hops like a squirrel monkey."
"Like a fish latte!"
"It's like a diamond, but with barbeque sauce."
"Does this mean you can make Buster eat another tobasco pepper?" "I'm afraid I don't have enough gallons of milk for that… Also out of money to hire Superman for the job."
"You're kidding right? She runs like a constipated penguin!" (Hobbs: …Ò^Ó ?!)
"I stan mayonaise."
"Did you just… eat your ham and cheese with an oreo cookie?"
And she ran into the room, covered in flour.
Like a platypus on Judgement Day.
"Would you mind picking up dynamite while you're at it?"
"Are these made the wax from Babybel cheese?"
"It tastes like earthworms."
"What's the square root of nine?" "Um. Oatmeal?"
"What ended in 2000? Other than basic common sense-" "The 19th century. And also soul production."
"I SWEAR I WILL WRAP YOUR FEAT IN BACON AND SEEL THEM TO THE HIGHEST BIDDER."
"I look like Dracula's third cousin. And the doctor dropped him twice!"
"Not sure what a Dorfenbooper is, but I sure know how to do this. Mostly."
"It's like the Didn't Happen of the Year Awards!"
"RoboDonuts."
"It's a… pidgeon?"
"Hm. Mickey's possessed baby. Oh joy. *eyeroll*"
"Get me frenchfries and a milkshake, and step on it, koala." "*grumbles* I'll step on it, alright…"
"STOP SQUIRTING ME WITH WASABI!"
To be continued :3
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circuscountdowns · 3 months
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I don’t think the crown works like this. added the full pages
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albeezus · 1 year
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Well, guess I failed at finding new pals on Tumblr. Dunno where to even begin.
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