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uss-trashboat · 2 years
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I made some flag edits of my favorite saucy gay disaster Romulan. 
Feel free to use. 
Want more flags? Just say the word.
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zetterbabe · 5 months
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[everybody (backstreet's back) plays in the background] 11.27.23
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decaytime · 11 days
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TOH except Hunter is a lunatic
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He has rabies
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He’s feral. This is my crack AU
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why-the-heck-not · 1 year
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some half-assed studyblr content ur way bc nothing about my studies has been very aesthetic lately; it’s either the same damn messy desk every day or just full on goblin-mode rotting in my bed. very #studyspo indeed
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alfdefolf · 8 months
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young, ugly, and arrogant.
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that-writing-raccoon · 10 months
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MEET CHAOTIC PROMPTS
Alright, kids, listen up.
We’re all suckers for a good meet-cute. Don’t even try to lie to me. Like, yeah, they’re cliché, but, if done well, it can be really cute, hence the name.
Meet-uglies on the other hand can be super funny, and they almost always lead to enemies-to-lovers or rivals-to-lovers, even if just for a hot second. They’re great, too.
But here’s the thing:
I want more meet-chaotics. Not meet-cutes, not meet-uglies, meet-chaotics.
What do I mean by this?
Well, you know how crazy life can be sometimes? How wack shit happens, it makes a good story to tell your friends, and it makes you low-key question reality for a second? Yeah. Meet-chaotics are like that. How you met is just so weird and chaotic that it was a bonding experience.
Here are some prompts/concepts so you understand what I’m getting at:
“Normal”/Humor:
 “I’m an uber driver dropping off my last customer, and you and your friends(?) just jumped into my backseat right as they got out and yelled a variety of ‘DRIVE! FUCKING DRIVE!’ and ‘FLOOR IT!’ There are flashing lights behind me, but I panicked and stepped on the gas, and now you’re trying to assure me that it’s not what it looks like, but I’m too busy worrying that I’m a wanted criminal now.” 
Bonus points for found family and/or polyamory!
“I’ve had a really bad day, and it started to rain, so, because I’m dramatic, I blasted my ‘*insert playlist name here*’ and lied down on my sidewalk/lawn/driveway facing the sky, and you just drove by, backed up, and ran out to join me as ‘Chasing Cars’ by Snow Patrol was playing. I have never met you before, but I’m pretty sure we’ve bonded and might be soulmates.” (Yes, I got this idea from a TikTok. What of it?).
“I was walking my dog at the park when he got off his leash, and now I’m running after him through the park calling his name and yelling to ‘GET THAT DOG!’ You’re having a barbecue/family reunion/birthday party, and my dog sprints towards you, knocks someone over, and begins eating your food. You see me sprinting towards you and trying to catch my dog, but he’s faster, so now we’re both chasing my dog, and I may or may not be swearing words that’d make a sailor blush. Eventually, one of us or a random stranger catches him, and we finally stop, and, hey, sorry about that, but, wazow! You’re pretty cute.” 
Bonus points for anyone vaulting over a table or something.
“We’re on our way to class, and I just witnessed you run past me down the stairs holding a bunch of books, trip, roll down two flights, and roll to your feet and keep running like nothing happened. And, like, we didn’t talk, and I don’t think you noticed me, but now I can’t help thinking of you. Like, that was impressive, but are you okay?”
“We’re at a house party, and it’s gotten pretty wild. Music is blasting from the speakers, people are dancing on tables, stuff is breaking, etc. Suddenly, the music shuts off, and someone yells, “POLICE!” and everyone s c a t t e r s. It’s pure chaos. I trip while running outside and curl up in a ball to not get trampled, but then a hand reaches down and pulls me up, it’s you, and we run off together still holding hands. Who are you, again?”
Bonus points if this goes back to the uber driver prompt. 
Bonus bonus points if this couple is coming from the same place as the folks from the first prompt, so it’s same universe, but they’re completely different people having their own meet-chaotics running from the police ‘cause they were at the same party.
Could be any illegal/big crowd scenario. A concert, a protest, etc. 
Sci-Fi:
“We live in a world where superheroes exist. One day, I’m minding my own business in my own apartment when you, *insert superhero name here,* crash through my wall while I’m just lounging on the couch, mug of coffee/preferred drink to my lips, feet up on my coffee table, and laptop open on my lap. We stare at each other. You get up, apologize, and fly off through the hole in the wall. Little do I know, you feel bad about the whole thing and decide to try making it up to me, except every thing you try just descends us more and more into chaos.”
Bonus points if this ends up being enemies to lovers, seeing as the protagonist, Character A, would probably be hella bitter about not having the specific superhero insurance needed to fix their wall. 
Bonus bonus points if Superhero has to save A from x during one of their attempts to fix the situation. 
“It’s the zombie apocalypse. I’ve set up camp in a (mostly) abandoned town, scavenging to survive. One day, there’s an unusual amount of zombies in the road. Panicked, I start to climb something. When I’m about halfway up, I hear a weird noise, and look down just in time to see you and your friend whizzing by on a shopping cart down the incline- you in the basket and your friend riding on the back. You’re screaming/yelling and swinging a bat around. The zombies are too slow and uncoordinated to catch up with you. At the last second, you look up at me and we make eye-contact mid-me making at wtf face. It’s such a stupid strategy that I’m low key in love.”
“It’s an alien invasion. We’re all running and screaming for our lives. Suddenly, there’s a spot light, and you start being pulled up into a ship. You panic and grab something. For some unknown, ungodly reason, I try to help you. It goes as well as it sounds. Cue us both getting beamed up while holding on to each other for dear life.”
“We’re on a spaceship. There are so many people on board that it’s impossible to truly know or recognize anyone. I’m working or reading or what have you, when I so happened to glance up at my porthole/window, just in time to see you, who’d been fixing something on the outside of the ship, floating away and doing some space gymnastics with your lead and etc., and swimming, to get back to the ship. I do what anyone responsible would do and sprint off to the docks to get you back safe inside.”
Bonus if Floating Person is just doing the absolute most ridiculous things to make it back.
I have more, but I feel like this post is long enough. But yeah. Something something meeting someone in the most chaotic, stupid, and unhinged way gets to me. Like, we’ve all have shared moments with a stranger because we both witnessed something or been involved in something dumb or crazy. And usually it’s like, eye-contact or brief, awkward commentary, then at the end of the day you go home and it’s just a funny story that only you guys experienced. Something about it just speaks to me.
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tj-crochets · 10 months
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The first ten blocks of this quilt are done! Originally this was going to be a 20 block quilt, 48” by 60”, but I think I might make some smaller like rectangular blocks with the scraps and make it bigger? I have kind of a lot of scraps left
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pedro-pascal · 2 years
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CLINT EASTWOOD as ‘Blondie’ The Good, the Bad and the Ugly (1966)
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hel7l7 · 1 year
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I feel so ashamed
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sneeb-canons · 8 months
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Headcanon #63: Your brain is what makes up dreams. So Mind is making up little stories as Whole sleeps. Mayhaps even to telling them to the others.
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I empathize heavily with season 1 Will because I too wear about two layers too many for any given weather
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cow-wife · 8 months
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hxhhasmysoul · 1 month
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wouldn't it be nice if the author of the fics finished them. the author is me.
#vent#for the last 4 months my life has been in stupid crisis mode#like constantly#from major ones where i had to move out for a while because it was impossible to stay where i lived#to not being able to use my kitchen for over a week#and like other more or less minor house related stuff that made it impossible for me to use something normally#not a single week without something like that or shit at work which is constantly being so fucking chaotic#and now someone died in my family#not someone very close but i liked them#and of course like feeling sad that they are gone can't be the only thing#because it has to come with the headache of i need to travel for their funeral and it's just before easter#so there's no one in this city to leave my dog with#because most of my friends either live abroad or have cats or are busy before easter..#i'd just want a week where nothing happens#and like the writing is weighing heavy on me#because i miss it#also i wish i could finish something#i wish something good would happen that i could feel proud off#also because i'm mentally ill and fucking stupid when i was going crazy with my kitchen not working and work shit#i bought new furniture#because after 15 years i've finally had enough money to buy some that aren't fucking black and inconvenient and ugly#which is like a huge project and a crisis i brought onto myself#just because i was too burnt out to write#and i wanted something nice to happen to me#like a nice living space that doesn't make feel like i have no ownership over it because everything in it was some else's choice#and that old furniture was bought by my mother and my brother ages ago and it's handmedowns#and my fucking horrible mother feels personally slighted that i want to get rid of a bed that is broken#because my brother's kids jumped on it regularly when they used to visit pre covid#yeah it's been broken that long because i lost all my savings during covid and had to change careers to a souless pointless corpo job#long pathetic whine and overshare over
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why do i have to decide to either be a woman or a human? let me be ugly, let me just look, not good nor bad, and why it has to be your very first impression when you see me? whether im attractive or not?let me shave my head unevely, dress up as a fucking monk if i wish so, but why your first thought will always be to determine whether im pretty dressed/looking like that or not. let me be a being. please let me be ugly
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biblionerd07 · 8 months
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any headcanons about the fusion of the suarez and meade clans after daniel and betty get together? i like to think that in the summer they all vacation at the beach house the meades definitely have in the hamptons. also lots of big fun chaotic holiday dinners. also also tamales for everyone on their birthdays.
omgggg YES I have so many lol. Absolutely tamales for everyone but also Coney Island because that was the Meade tradition and one of the like only happy memories Daniel ever had lol. Nothing makes him happier than ruthlessly gunning down his cherished family members in the bumper cars.
I LOVE the idea of them all at a beach house together. Justin despairing about sharing a bathroom with DJ because DJ keeps MOVING Justin's hair products!!! And DJ's like wtf I'm just trying to get to the sink to brush my teeth and you've got ten thousand bottles everywhere! I also see Claire and Ignacio hosting Christmas parties together, like they do it at Claire's house but Ignacio cooks and he keeps asking Claire if she wants to help him in the kitchen and she's like is that the room where the stairs to the wine cellar are??? But of course the wine cellar is empty now because Claire is taking her recovery seriously with Tyler! And his parents come from South Dakota and they're constantly weirded out by the stories of like Claire in prison with Yoga (who is back because I said so) or Alexis pushing a pregnant woman down the stairs because they all thought she was carrying a child conceived with their dad father's sperm. And sometimes Wilhelmina will stop by (WITHOUT Connor because he's not invited lol) and Tyler's like 'oh yeah that's the woman who manipulated me into shooting her but it's okay, we're past it.' Also Marc and Amanda are of course part of the family and sometimes Amanda's parents come too and absolutely try to get Claire to swing with them and she's like well...perhaps...and Daniel and Alexis and Tyler all die but Amanda's like yeah go for it, get it, this family tree is allll intertwined already anyway.
One year Betty wants everyone to go to the Grand Canyon together in honor of her mother and everyone is on board despite Marc insisting he should never have to know that states aside from California and New York exist. But Betty, being Betty, schedules them for like a hike and an educational tour in the same day and at that point she and Daniel have two kids and they each have to carry one on the hike and Hilda and Bobby's twin boys almost fall INTO the Grand Canyon and Ignacio pretends his heart is too weak to hike so he can chill at the hotel instead. Hilda fakes a pregnancy to go with him even though they all know she's lying. And THEN they have the educational tour and Daniel, who tries so hard to be a supportive wife guy, can no longer take it and takes the kids to the gift shop with his mom because good God, Betty, how long can one man pretend to be interested in a giant hole in the ground and the different types of ROCKS in it?? He counts the gift shop as a museum anyway because of the "clothing museums" he grew up with lol. Betty's the only one who stays on the educational tour and she doesn't even care because hey guess what, dummies, she got a whole day by herself without everybody needing her and got to learn interesting things and write down ideas for articles she wants to research and write! Win.
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jeoncanis · 4 months
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"Hearts get Infiltrated.
Promises get Broken.
Rules get Shattered.
Love get Ugly."
- Colleen Hoover, Ugly Love
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