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danidoesathing · 2 months
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ok i cant remember his name rn but that one cowboy bitch from vide noir whose like. schrodingers character we dont know if hes alive or dead
do you mean johnnie??? vide noir takes place in the 60s theres no cowboys but Johnnie IS and he's also in a weird canon limbo where his stories contradict each other and we cant tell what going on im just gonna assume its him
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A New Years Celebration With The Boys Would Include…
1 - Happy New Year
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- Sitting with Darry in the living room, sitting in his lap while you laugh with the rest of the gang and whoever else has decided to spend the night at the Curtis’. Kissing once the clock hits 12 o’clock, ignoring the jeers and cheers of the other as you celebrate the moment together.
- Running around town, hopping from party to party with Sodapop, hand-in-hand with never-ending laughter. Maybe Steve’s tagging along, maybe it’s just the two of you. Either way, you’re going to have the time of your life that night, and a sweet kiss at the end.
- Sneaking away from the loud party with Ponyboy to sit on the back steps, watching the stars as you both take a moment away from the energetic greasers inside the house. Not even realizing it’s midnight until the cheers erupt from in the house and sharing a soft and slow kiss beneath the stars.
- A wild party at Buck’s is what’s going down if you’re with Dallas for New Year’s. Maybe some time spent upstairs, maybe down in the heart of the party, but definitely some money spent on the jukebox. Kissing in a room filled with loud, drunk cowboys and greasers, a hand tucked in your back pocket and a smug smirk and Dal pulls you back in for another kiss.
- The Curtis’ New Year’s party for you and Johnny. Playing games with the rest of the boys, listening to the radio for whatever New Year’s programs may be playing. Counting down the seconds to the New Year on the clock in the living room and being surprised when Johnny presses a kiss to your cheek on the final second.
- With Steve, you’ll probably be at the race tracks for a while, before eventually making your way over to the Curtis house. He’s lighting fireworks in the streets for the greasers, grinning over at you to make sure you’re watching what he’s doing. A heavy kiss at midnight, Steve lifting you to hold and spin you around.
- Two-Bit can and will make out with you any chance you guys get, claiming that he’s just practicing for your big kiss at midnight. Sharing a beer or two if that’s your thing, holding Two-Bit’s on occasion and sticking together at whatever party you guys find yourself at for the evening.
- Either at his house or at Buck’s, Tim is going to be at a party or hanging out in an empty house with you. Dancing to whatever song is going, loving teasing and tomfoolery until the countdown starts and then Tim’s counting down on soft Spanish, planting a kiss to your lips when it hits one, a kiss that lasts just a little longer than decent.
- You’re going to a party with Curly. Probably run by one of his friends, Curly extends his invite to you and spends the whole night by your side, hand on your waist and jacket around your shoulders. You guys are too busy kissing the participate in the final countdown but I assure you, it’ll be a fun night to remember.
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steampunkforever · 2 months
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Y'know Art Spiegelman? The guy who wrote Maus? What if I told you he was indirectly responsible for one of the worst films I've ever seen hands down?
Often some of the best films come from unexpected places. Cult favorite Boondock Saints was never supposed to be made and yet some how a no budget Boston masterpiece captured the hearts and minds of college dorm rooms everywhere. Spaghetti Westerns were low budget castoffs of a genre no longer en vogue, and yet produced hands down some of the best cowboy films we've ever seen. My point is that often movies that come from unexpected sources have that spark that conventional productions don't. The Garbage Pail Kids Movie, on the other hand, may come from an unexpected source, but is an exception to this rule.
It started when Topps, a chewing gum/collector card company created their own twisted parody of the Cabbage Patch Kids out of spite after a licensing agreement went sour. Speigelman was one of the first designers on the project, and he and his team (including James Warhola, nephew of Andy Warhol) put out a series of wacky collector cards depicting what were basically softcore ratfink reimaginings of the Cabbage Patch line that proved to be so popular as to be banned in schools. The cards did so well that just a couple years later Topps produced the live action disaster that was the Garbage Pail Kids Movie.
This is a film completely irredeemable in almost every way. Part of my distaste for it comes from the fact that rather than pull a Gremlins and have these walking aberrations actually cause chaos, the film tries to somehow soften them into something that could deliver a moral to the story. Not that there's much story. The plot is paper thin, to the point that the motivator for the Garbage Pail Kids (lost Garbage Pail Comrades) is hastily wrapped up with an "I guess they're dead!" (???????) and we're whisked away to an equally uninspiring plot point where the Garbage Pail Kids do more stuff we don't care about.
Obviously I don't think we should be demanding prestige writing from the series known for figureheads like Messy Tessie and Greaser Greg, but dear lord not a single character in this film is even narrowly sympathetic. The bully/antagonist force in this sucks, and yet frankly you sort of root for them to end these creeps. The main character (played by Sean Astins brother apparently?) is written as a peeping tom who wholly deserves the sewer dunking he gets, and none of the other characters are much better. The Garbage Pail Kids aren't even fun in their mischief, just awful to look at and listen to. There's a segment where the main love interest (who is grooming Astin's character, by the way) has a block of dialog dedicated to how horrible the Garbage Pail Kids are, and though its certainly cast as an unfeeling villain speech, she's 100% correct in her assessment. Nobody in this movie has positive traits. I would kill Foul Phil with a ball peen hammer.
One of the most jarring parts of this film for me was--in a fairly innocuous scene--the presence of a MACVSOG patch the costumers stuck on Astin's jacket. What sort of secret messaging is there in the Garbage Pail Kids Movie that they're alluding to the CIA's special operations group that was tied to the Gulf of Tonkin incident and US operations in Laos?
Don't watch this film. If I ever see Foul Phil again it's on sight.
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if the color prompts are open still, could i get green 2 with twobit :)
Prompt list: Green #2.
“you’re safe here, i promise”
A/N: AAAH two my boy! ugh i love him so this was so fun to write. also two does call the reader “cowboy” but i feel like he calls everyone that, no matter their gender.
Tags: you could say angsty but not full on angst, same as nearly everything i write.
Warnings: there’s a line that when i wrote it was supposed to allude to SA but it’s not that obvious, y/n gets into a big fight so violence ig? maybe a bit of blood.
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Two-bit woke up with a start to someone banging on his door and yelling his name. He realised within a few seconds that it was Y/N, and that they sounded annoyed, or was it scared? he couldn’t really tell if he was being honest. either way he got to the door as soon as possible. he opened it and Y/N fell inside. The grey-eyed greaser caught them and helped steady them. They were shaking and their eyes darted around the room. “woah cowboy, calm down. You’re safe here with me. i promise.” He paused and took a deep breath with Y/N to try calm them. “What happened to spook you so bad?” Before he could properly finish his sentence Y/N replied no louder than a whisper “Shepard. Tim. Got into a fight.” Two sighed, he realised that Y/N was too panicked to tell him the story. Instead of asking any further questions he sat them down at the kitchen table and made some tea for them both. After about 5 minutes he saw Y/N relax a little. They took a deep breath and started to talk.
“I got into a fight with shepard. He tried to get me to do somethin and i told him no so he got angry. yknow how tim is. i don’t know what it was, but i realised i didn’t have my blade. after a few minutes of fighting tim had me on the ground and it occurred to me that he could kill me, and he nearly did, ‘pulled his blade and well..” Y/N paused and moved their jacket to show their white t-shirt was stained a crimson colour. “oh my god Y/N! why didn’t you say anything??” Two-bit jumped up and grabbed the first aid kit from the cabinet. he instructed Y/N to lift their shirt just high enough that he could put a few stitches into the stab wound and then put a bandage on it. “his blade was pretty dull, i should be fine.” Y/N sighed. “can i..stay with you? i don’t really think i’m able to face leavin right now. tim won’t be happy he didn’t do worse to me. he’ll have his whole gang out for my blood now.” Two smiled warmly. “sure thing, are you comfortable sharin the bed or d’you want me to sleep on the sofa? you ain’t takin the sofa in that state.” Y/N returned a soft smile. “i don’t mind sharin.”
The two went to Two-Bits room and climbed into bed, Two gave Y/N a spare t-shirt and shorts. they were a little big but it was better than a bloody shirt and jeans, the jeans were probably bloody too. Y/N curled up close to two, they were understandably still pretty shaken up by what happened. the greaser put an arm around them and held them close. “you’ll be ok, you’re safe here.” he held Y/N close until they both fell asleep.
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maroonmagic · 3 months
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meat-wentz · 2 years
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gerard stirs such a specific longing in me for my own past, especially because “costume” has as much to do with personal expression as any other clothing but on a type of scale that makes one feel grand, that makes one feel embodied and larger than life, and i say this as someone who was very blessed to be a constant attender of themed parties (i’m talking nearly every single party i went to from age 19-26) where it was an event for feeling myself in a myriad of ways. it was styling myself to make it feel right, to make the statement i wanted to make or to show up in full dedication to something i loved, to make people witness me in a way i wasnt witnessed on the day to day. that for a night i was a glitter cowboy with a golden cowboy hat that i stuck a tiara onto and pink velvet heels, for a night i was a maniac with a letterman jacket and a pig mask and a baseball bat, for a night i was an old hollywood b-movie horror starlet in a long flowing black dress, for a night i was a cheerleader with a machine gun (that was a very good one ngl, i ate). for my 20th birthday all my friends dressed as different ways to die so we could kill my teens and i blew out my candles to a chorus of happy birthday from shark attacks, burn victims, gunshot wounds, blood and guts and chocolate cake. for the glitter party we threw glitter across the house that still lives in the cracks between floorboards although new tenants live there now. for a night i was laura palmer, blue, wrapped in a plastic dress i fashioned out of cling film and plastic bags, for a night i wore a veil and a white sheath dress because it was my 21st holy communion, i remember every trashy lingerie party against capitalism, i remember every zombie school girl, every bashed up prom queen, every hour spent in front of a mirror applying makeup in the company of friends asking if anyone had an eyelash curler (no one ever did), every final touch of fake blood or glitter hairspray, every final cinch of a corset or fixing a friend’s stray curl. it was not only me but the love my friends and i shared over how wonderful we felt for the night. over time, it bled into my everyday wardrobe, a full persona taken on for the day that made me feel alive, trying on different people to be i was a baseball boy from the 80’s i was a greaser i was a velvet cowboy i was a polly pocket i was a diy show vampire i was a tennis star and an art museum curator. and costume is so dear to me in this way, it’s not simply artifice or wishful thinking but rather a moment in time where you allow a fantasy about yourself and realize it, it is a moment where i look in the mirror and say i have never felt more me. it is play but it is also honest and earnest, it is joyful and sometimes silly but it is also a fierce snap back at what the world would have you believe you should be. because of covid, i’ve ditched a lot of the costume elements i used to hold so dear, but buried beneath my t-shirts and sweats, lies my cheer uniform and i think i hear it now asking if it can come play.
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bunnymacjones · 1 year
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I just wanted to say that as much wonderful things the LGBTQ community has done for me, I wanted to bring up the harm it has done to me. As a bisexual woman.
For starters, I'm bisexual. Not only has there been terrible stigma around bisexuals since the 2000s, and obviously, from way before. And many people have changed since then, but a similar amount hasn't changed. And whether intentional or not, we face erasure all the time. We often get told by our peers or family members or people in our own community we are "valid" enough.
"Pick one or the other"
"You're doing it for attention"
"You should feel bad for dating men"
Another is I'm a butch as well. Many people have come to associate this word with "ugly" or "too masculine" which isnt even true. I have been told im too thin or too pretty to be butch before. Which is very harmful to not only me but to the other wonderful butch women out there. Butch isnt a cookie cutter term and never has been. And ive also been told its a term that only lesbians can use. And I've even been discouraged from using it. Because of these awful rules and things people have said.
Last but not least, I'm from a rural era. I grew up around hick culture and have been avoiding hick culture until this year because I've been told since I was 12 and first realized I was bi that it's bad. It's terrible, they're the one who's hate us. And I didn't want to be mistaken as a homophobe or a "fake queer" because I "blended in too well"
I grew up surrounded by rodeos, and raising farm animals. People from trailer parks and people who drove big trucks. People who were Christian and came from these walks of life that the community told me were evil. Wasn't until about a year ago I truly started to change this view when I started taking my autotech class. I've switched from a punk to a greaser. And I couldn't be happier. Because I do like cowboys. I do like old country music. I do appreciate some of my friend's trucks and I appreciate my teacher's Christianity because he doesn't use it to be hateful. These things aren't inherently evil, like the community told me. They just are often used as weapons by hateful and terrible people.
I just hope people watch what they say, especially to young queers. Everyone deserves to live. The queer experience shouldn't be policed. I love all my queer friends from all their walks of life and I hope they learn to love themselves. I hope people can understand this experience in one way or another.
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sophie-i-guess13 · 1 year
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Okay so it’s not the same thing but you can have this if you want it-
“You’re starin’ again,” Buck mumbles from behind the bar, popping the top to a fresh beer for one of the patrons.
Tim’s fingers flex around the neck of his own beer as he whirls to face the blond cowboy. He’s never been more grateful for the dim lights and neon signs in the bar, hiding the embarrassed flush of color in his face at being caught. “I was not,” he lies.
“Just wait til she catches you one o’ these days,” Buck continues. “If you think explainin’ yourself to Sylvia will be hard enough, why don’t you try tellin’ ol’ Dallas you’ve got feelings for his girl?”
Tim downs the rest of his beer, scoffing. “His girl. She was my friend first, y’know.”
“I know,” Buck replies. He pops a new beer for Tim and sets it in front of the young greaser before crossing his arms on the bar-top. “You’ve been there since the beginning. But she chose him instead, we’ve been over this before.”
“Asshole,” Tim mutters.
Buck raises his hands with a smile. “I’m just tellin’ it like it is. You’re sittin’ here, cryin’ into your beer-,”
“Shut up, I ain’t cryin’.”
“-and Dallas’ over there, dancin’ with her.”
“Don’t remind me.”
“All I’m sayin’,” Buck says slowly. “Is that maybe instead of mopin’ over here, you could be with them over there.”
I will always. Always. Always. Love and treasure every little idea you deem me worthy of sharing with.
“Fuck you, Merrill.”
“Tim! Come dance with us-! Oh, pop a cork in it, Dally. If you can’t keep up with me, maybe he can.”
“Fine-, fine. At least you can admit you’d rather dance with some delinquent than your goddamn boyfriend.”
“Get a move on, Tim. Lord knows she won't wait for you forever.”
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webginz · 2 years
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i loved greasers when i was like 14 (and cowboys ofc).. like seriously i wished i was born a man everyday so i could be one 😭 the leather jackets and the switch comb and they always have the prettiest girlfriends.. that was my DREAM...
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konakoro · 4 years
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I started reading American Vampire and I can best summarize it as
Pearl: *shit-talks a bunch of ancient, powerful vampires and their human lackeys while ripping their heads off and impaling them*
Also Pearl: ;3c
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Greasers x reader who does rodeos?
A/N: Rodeos, rodeos, rodeos. You guys have no clue how much I love rodeos, thank you so much for requesting this <3 this one is centered around a bull rider!reader, as requested by Non
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DARRY CURTIS
Darry went to the rodeo, mostly to supervise Ponyboy and Soda and make sure they stay off the horses to prevent any injuries
He was not planning on coming home with a piece of paper from you, one of the bull riders in the rodeo, tucked into his back pocket, your phone number scrawled across it
If you’re riding in Tulsa, in any of the rodeos around, Darry’s going to be there, standing at the panels while you run
From the second you’re loaded into the bucking shoot, Darry goes deadly silent, eyes trained on you behind the gate
He’s quiet, maybe muttering under his breath about how he wants you to be careful, wants you to be safe, but he doesn’t relax until you’re off the bull and back behind the panels
Darry’s supportive, he’s not going to tell you to stop riding unless you reach a point of serious injury, but he’s very nervous about your well-being, especially if someone falls badly before you’re supposed to ride
SODAPOP CURTIS
The first thing he tells everyone who meets you is that you ride bulls, he’s your number one fan and your biggest supporter
If you have to travel for rodeos, he’s offering to travel with you even though he knows he really can’t just leave his brothers like that, he really loves watching you do your thing <3
Just imagine calling the Curtis house from somewhere up in Wyoming ‘cause you’re there for a rodeo and talking to Soda as long as you can before you have to go ride, you can hear his brothers and the gang in the background and in that moment, you want nothing more than to be back there with him
He knows you can get hurt, he’s familiar with being hurt in the rodeo but he also understands the magnetic pull it has and would never keep you from riding
He does this thing, he kisses the spot between your eyebrows, then your nose, then your mouth
Soda does it every time you ride, claiming that it’s a good luck charm and that you’ll have a good ride when he does it
PONYBOY CURTIS
So like the racing headcanons, we’re gonna bump Pony’s age up a little, cause bull riding is an 18+ sport, steer riding is for the younglings but that’s not what was requested-
Ponyboy is the king of having freakouts over you riding bulls, this boy gets so nervous watching you
Like if you get thrown? Pony’s holding his breath until you stand back up and manage to get out of the arena
He’s talking a mile a minute once he finally sees you after you take a bad fall, hands fluttering around your body as he tries to see if you sustained any injuries
If you do get hurt, don’t try and conceal any injuries from him, Pony’s observant and wants to make sure you’re okay
Sometimes he convinces the boys to come with him, Johnny’ll usually tag along with him and they’ll stand by the panels cheering for you
DALLAS WINSTON
Dally hangs around rodeos a lot, okay? He claims it’s because he likes being there, because the barrel racers are cute, because he likes causing trouble with the cowboys
But anyone with eyes can see that he’s really just there for you dude
I just- the mental image of taking Dally’s hat and then going to ride while you’re wearing his hat?? That’s stuck in my mind, just the look on his face as it shifts from an amused look of shock to pure pride at seeing you in his hat
He’s all chatty while the rodeo’s going on, making his rounds and catching up with everyone there, making sure they all know his doll’s riding later
When you do finally get your turn to ride, Dally likes to stand as far from the bucking shoots as possible, he loves you doll but he gets a little nervous watching you sometimes, especially if the bull is acting up in the shoot before you get settled
Likes to act all big and bad and untouchable but if you ever got hurt, this man would lose his ever-loving mind, like it’s super bad, he can’t stand the thought of losing you
JOHNNY CADE
Aging him up just a little bit too for this guys, he’s a little young so we’ll make him fit the crowd just a little bit better-
All of your riding buddies absolutely love him, if he shows up to a rodeo, expected teasing from all your friends because Johnny’s just so cute against the panels, dark eyes searching for you in the crowd
He usually brings Ponyboy along with him or Dallas and they cheer for you <3
If you’re a bull rider, you’re gonna have a few scars and a whole lot of good stories
Johnny loves hearing about your stories, the two of you cuddled up on that old car bench, watching the stars as you tell your tales
Also! Johnny kisses your scars because I say so :) he’s just cute like that, y’know?
TWO-BIT MATHEWS
Also because I say so, you’re probably not riding when you meet Two-Bit, I just love the idea of you hanging by the panels, arm up in a sling as you stare wistfully over at the bucking shoots
Two-Bit wanders over, tossing the boys a hopeful look over his shoulder as he stands against the panels at your side
He strikes up a conversation, asking about your arm and where you’re from and lucky for him, you like him enough to agree to his proposal for a date later that week over at one of the diners in town
Two thinks you’re super badass, he knows you’ve gotta be tough to ride bulls but it’s probably not his favorite thing about you? It’s not the reason he fell for you, that’s what I mean-
He met you when you were injured, so he knows the risks that are involved with you riding
Still, Two thinks you’re super cool for riding! Really admires you and is going to steal your hat
STEVE RANDLE
Y’all already know, he’s a cheerleader and he’s dragging the boys along to hype you up with him
Cheers the loudest when you have a qualifying ride and becomes the quietest when you hit the dirt 
I don’t really think Steve hung around the rodeos much before he started talking to you?
Like yeah- he was there for Sodapop when he rode, but after he got hurt and stopped competing, Steve didn’t go as much
He’d rather go to a drag race, y’know? Cars are more his thing than horses and bulls, he’d spend all day at the tracks before he got involved with you
But he’s respectful of the fact that bulls are your thing and likes to hang around the rodeos because of you, hanging around your buddies and helping you with whatever you want
TIM SHEPARD
I’m sensing a sort of enemies-to-lovers thing here? Like Tim and you have the sort of relationship where you tease each other mercilessly until one of you asks the other on a date
Blah blah blah, you guys know how enemies to lovers work, I’ll talk more about that later if y’all are interested, but now you’re dating and it’s great
He’s a jerk and will tease you about how easy bull riding is and how the bulls can’t be that bad
All you gotta do is show him the bulls bucking in the shoots before they’re released and his eyes just go wide and he mumbles a small apology
Will brag to everyone how brave you are, so tough because you ride bulls for fun and everything
Such a big fan if you have scars because he has a scar and loves running his fingers over them when he’s in a soft mood
CURLY SHEPARD
Once again, the age thing with Curly so bump him up a few years to fit the crowd and we’re all good!
After falling for you, Curly is begging and pleading with his older brother so he can ride bulls as well, desperate to try and snag your attention and be around you more
Tim, deciding he’d rather not have his younger brother die by bulls, flat out tells him no, much to your amusement when you find out
But, lucky Curly, you still decide to go on a date with him and the rest is history <3
Fits in really well with your fellow rodeo riders, I feel like his level of crazy fits well with theirs
Curly’s a nervous wreck if you get hurt, he’s fussing over you, his cool and calm façade completely forgotten until he knows you’re okay
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greaserink · 4 years
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I hear ya about the whole stuff going wrong too fast. It's definitely something I think about often when I really consider riding. But I can't freaking help the yearning. Besides, Segobia men have better luck with horses than motor vehicles, regardless of the number if wheels we got under us... Guess if I wanted to play it safe I could ask my cousin Matt about becoming a cowboy instead... 🤔
Problem: Things with wheels are dangerous
Solution: It is mandatory to ride horses now.
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doebt · 4 years
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i need to enter a phase so i have like a personality but i’m insecure
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scattered-pictures · 4 years
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i’m really not going to be happy with my collection of characters until i have a cast of them for every single genre or trope that i even vaguely enjoy, aren’t i 
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meat-wentz · 2 years
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i saw your post about gerard/costumes and just wanted to say it made me emotional and stuff kthxbye. i was wondering if you were comfortable elaborating on some of the costume parties you went to? they sound so cool and i wanna know what theme warranted a machine gun cheerleader.
omg!!!! ty and also i’d love to go over some of the most iconic ones, most of them are already in that post, but i’ll go over them in more depth:
the extra party: theme was extra af, this was a bday party for me entirely because i wanted to dress as a glitter cowboy. backless champagne strappy mini dress, layered with rhinestone gold mesh bra and rhinestone choker, gold cowboy hat with a tiara, pink velvet heels. there was a lot of fur and a lot of wigs at this party. had a gold glitter banner that said “happy bday cunt” which is still one of my favorite things i’ve ever custom ordered.
trashy lingerie party against capitalism: commonly known as lingerie party 1. exactly what it sounds like. at my friend’s parent’s house. the only chaser was one (1) purple gatorade that was already spiked and soy sauce. there was a lot of hooking up and a 6 person orgy in my friend’s parent’s bed. it was a legendary party but also a total shit show. pretty standard bra, panties, garter belt, thigh highs and heels. followed by lingerie party 2: the squeakquel, impromptu lingerie party, the red white and blue lingerie party, and the “dress to get screwed” party (very fun i had a belt around my throat that we used as a leash for multiple guests).
a very greasy homecoming: greaser/50’s inspired party complete with a rockabilly band that played on the porch, everyone had leather jackets and greased hair and switchblade combs. i wore a gunne sax pink strapless dress complete with tulle skirt and ruffled sweetheart neckline black flats and a leather jacket.
neonoir ((party)): a decadent neon night complete with all blue, pink, and red lighting and an insane playlist. i went full hotline miami in a letterman jacket, pig mask and baseball bat. there was a full sized glow in the dark skeleton in the bathroom (a recurring guest, his name is skelly, also married to the other recurring guest, a graffitied full sized mannequin without arms or a head named manny).
historical drag party: i don’t know what i even went as it was so long ago but i do remember that my friend came as edgar allen hoe and looked so like edgar allen poe that i nearly died. they had a raven and everything. i don’t even remember anyone else’s costumes.
different ways to die party: my 20th birthday and my favorite theme, probably the most poppin off party i’ve ever hosted. i painted bruises around my neck. my friend made me a miami vice werewolf cake. various costumes included: shark attack, struck by lightning, gunshots, slit throats, generally bloody and bashed. was a fuckin banger of a party, very cathartic.
the lcd soundsystem funeral party: a going away party for a friend. everyone wore black suits with skinny ties. i wore a black dress. we listened to lcd soundsystem all night. gradually dissolved until i almost walked face first into someone lighting hairspray on fire for fun. end of an era party.
alien pajama party: like it says. i still carry around a little alien toy in my jacket pocket because it’s lived in there since this party.
21st holy communion: double bday party/christening a new party house. wore a veil and a slip dress. ate vodka gummy bears from a giant bowl. insanely packed party, lots of randos (due to house location). notable for chairs breaking, the biggest after party slumber party, biggest hangover clean up crew, no sleep till brooklyn, and a friend voluntarily getting shot in the ass with a blow dart in the driveway.
hedonist party: roman/greek gods and goddesses party. i was mercury and had wings on my sandals and a little white tennis outfit i thought it was cute. lots of wine.
a very twin peaks party: we drank coffee and ate pie and had baguettes with butter and brie, dressed up and watched a bunch of twin peaks all day. this is actually different than when i was laura palmer (boy meets christmas 90’s television party), i was bobby briggs for this party it was a big gender moment for me.
old hollywood spooktacular: not a very successful theme i was primarily the only person dressed to occasion everyone else was just gothy. 19th bday. i have spoken about this before but my crush didn’t show up so i spent most of this party openly crying in front of all my guests and someone had gifted me a vibrating cock ring as a joke and i tied my hair up with it on vibrate while sobbing my little heart out. very iconic moment for me. it’s my party and i’ll cry if i want to swag.
internet royalty party: me and a couple friends were tumblr famous at this point in time so we had an internet royalty party to gas up our shitty little egos. took a shot every time someone walked through the door, ended up plastered in the first ten minutes, apparently i held a class on how to smoke cigarettes outside, had to be carried to the car.
sticker and glitter party: lmao we were washing out the glitter from our hair for months. i got a temporary glitter tat on my chest that didn’t completely go away for like 3 weeks and i had to go to class with it. the carpet never recovered.
80s christmas goth night: i went as an 80s goth marie antoinette with fishnets, velvet shorts, full black lace bustle train, velvet corset, and shoulder padded black blazer with white face makeup, pink cheeks, bottom eyeliner straight out to the edge of my face, and little black lips like a doll, piled all my hair up and had chains hanging from it. i gave a friend a lap dance to santa baby.
and finally: nye and halloween parties were kind of our fucking thing, the two biggest nights of the year. so machine gun cheerleader actually started out as an assassination nation costume but no one had seen the movie yet (it had come out the month before) so i changed it around to machine gun cheerleader. i have also been nurse 3d (at an event we call: shitshow halloween, literally so bad for every person there for entirely separate reasons), hellboy (my best costume to date), the attic bride from haunted mansion complete with a glowing beating red heart in my dress, jennifer check, most recently joan of arc which was an under appreciated costume imo. nye typically has a theme of extravagance but the only all out theme we’ve ever done was new year’s feve which was a disco party because my roommate and i had just watched saturday night fever and really vibed.
notable mentions: 2012 end of the world rapture party, big hair, various drag parties, hell, bad trip, murder mystery, the annual lotr marathon (we have to start at like noon), goth princess, century icons, end of the semester zombie party, scene kid karaoke, oh god i feel like there’s more but alas my memory hath failed me after close to 8 years of parties.
THIS WAS REALLY FUN THANK YOU ANON I JUST TOOK A CRAZY WALK DOWN MEMORY LANE.
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AU self ship asks!
i made an ask game out of some of my favorite AUs!! send an AU and an F/O :]
cowboy AU: who’s the protective sheriff? who’s the tough outlaw? give one headcanon about you and your f/o’s relationship in this AU!
florist and tattoo artist AU: who owns the floral shop? who owns the tattoo parlor across the street? give one headcanon about you and your f/o’s relationship in this AU!
pirate AU: who’s the infamous captain of the ship? who’s the determined stowaway that joins the crew? give one headcanon about you and your f/o’s relationship in this AU!
arranged marriage AU: who’s the one being shipped off to an unfamiliar kingdom? who’s the heir that has to welcome their betrothed? give one headcanon about you and your f/o’s relationship in this AU!
mafia AU: who is the ruthless leader? who is their loyal second in command? give one headcanon about you and your f/o’s relationship in this AU!
1950s AU: who’s the popular prep that stays out of trouble? who’s the cool greaser who loves causing trouble? give one headcanon about you and your f/o’s relationship in this AU!
masquerade AU: who is the generous host of the ball? who is the mysterious guest? give one headcanon about you and your f/o’s relationship in this AU!
vampire AU: who’s the secluded vampire? who’s the undaunted vampire hunter seeking them? give one headcanon about you and your f/o’s relationship in this AU!
bartender AU: who’s the hard working bartender? who’s the regular who’s had a string of bad luck? give one headcanon about you and your f/o’s relationship in this AU!
angel and demon AU: who is an angel? who is a demon? give one headcanon about you and your f/o’s relationship in this AU!
royal and guard AU: who is the confined royal? who is their dutiful guard? give one headcanon about you and your f/o’s relationship in this AU!
android AU: who is a curious android? who is their dependable mechanic? give one headcanon about you and your f/o’s relationship in this AU!
cosmic deity AU: who’s the personification of the sun? who’s the personification of the moon? give one headcanon about you and your f/o’s relationship in this AU!
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