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BITE BACK Made another shirt design! I think it looks pretty hardcore despite being scaled up so many times the art turned to mush. god I hate working with vector programs. Waiting on a sample so I can get better pics. https://www.redbubble.com/shop/ap/162893661
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I like doing my shopping early. I especially like that hour-ish when I am the only customer in the place and can quietly drift between the aisles listening to the employees talk among themselves, replace stock, and get ready for the day. But it also means that I'm never quite prepared when wild things happen at 7am outside the grocery store.
That particular truism was impressed on me anew this morning, when a man biked past, screaming, with his underwear---the only item of clothing on his person---clutched in one hand.
#so many things happen in the city that prompt no reaction but ''.....huh. well. life is a rich tapestry.''#I mean I didn't have ''see a stranger's junk'' on my to-do list for today but okay.#that said biking back I did also see a dog in a car backseat too small to stick its head out the half-open window#he was too short! a little puppy.#so instead he had his nose pressed against the glass. the window was open above him! but he was Too Small.#and it was so funny I laughed for two blocks.#celestial emporium of benevolent knowledge
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I MISS CAR RIDES WITH MY FRIENDS
#I miss being a passenger copilot I miss talking parked on my street I miss the music I miss being familiar with the junk in the passenger#seat and I miss the bonus hang out time of a car ride
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tw fire / arson
The street is engulfed in a burning blaze. The buildings next door will adopt the flames too, and before long the entire city will be alight with the villain’s master plan.
Everything is coming together just as he wanted. By the time the heroes get here, the destruction will be too great to do anything but salvage whatever little remains. The fallout will give them plenty of time to get everything in place for his final big show.
The villain lets the flames warm his face from where he’s watching the carnage. Everything is perfect.
There’s a light tug at the end of his coat. “Mr. Evil?”
The villain gives the spot next to him a frown, before pointing it downward—a child, a wholeass child, clinging to the hem of his coat with a little too much force, wrinkling the usually smooth fabric. A glance around gives him no inkling as to how they got here.
“Hey, uh…” The villain has to raise his voice over the sound of the buildings crumbling around them. “If this is your kid, can you come and get them? I won’t attack you.”
Nothing. Either no one is willing to risk their neck or this kid is somehow out here alone. Wonderful. Of course this would happen to the villain as he’s trying to reach his peak in life.
“Look, kid.” The villain squats down to the child’s level. They don’t let go of his coat like the villain had hoped, and so he sets about carefully prying their tiny fingers off. “It’s dangerous. You shouldn’t be out here. Where’re your parents?”
The kid laughs brightly, as if the arson of the city they live in is entertaining. “Mr. Evil!”
Clearly there’s been an attempt to teach this thing stranger danger, but maybe the concept of ‘evil’ hasn’t quite gone in yet.
The kid points up to where the building opposite is ragefully burning. “Boom!” they squeak, and they clap their hands joyfully when it responds by creaking on its supports.
There’s no one around but the villain and this child that looks to barely be in the double-digits. He can’t leave them here. He’s a villain, not a degenerate. There’s screaming nearby as people flee the impending blaze.
He stands back upright with an irritated sigh. He can’t believe he’s letting morality he shouldn’t technically have get in the way of everything. He holds a hand out to the child expectantly.
“Come on,” he says with what he hopes passes off as kindness, “we should be going.”
The kid has a concerning lack of hesitation in taking his hand, a bright grin on their face as they watch the flames engulf everything.
There’s people making their getaways a few streets over, moving from the flames like a terrified flood. The child watches everyone absently as the villain tries to pick out anyone he can hand them off to.
“Hey, you!” the villain calls into the fray. “You, in the blue shirt!”
A woman miraculously slows down, swimming through the current of people to reach them. “This kid needs to go,” he tells her urgently. “They’re lost—find their parents if you can.”
The kid turns up to the villain with wide, puppy-like eyes as he lets go of them. “Mr. Evil?”
“You’re going to find your parents, alright?” he says. “Go now, before the fire spreads. I have to, uh, go look for other people.”
The woman nods, bending down to the kid with her hands out. “Come on, kiddo, let’s get going then.”
The villain has let go of the kid, but said kid doesn’t seem to have the same idea. Their grip is back on the bottom of his coat, tucking behind him like he’s the safest person in the world. It takes a frankly embarrassing amount of effort to push them into her arms. They fight it the entire time like they’re being kidnapped.
The woman turns on her heel to continue her escape, and the child gets one last look at the villain from over her shoulder.
“Mr. Evil…?” they say uncertainly. The moment it’s clear the villain’s getting further away they burst into tears, their wails echoing through the collapsing city around them.
The villain lingers worriedly, waiting until the pair are out of sight before turning on his heel to finish what he started.
God, he’s a villain. An upset child shouldn’t make him feel bad. His heart hurts though, much to his dismay, and he knows that he never wants to see a kid caught up in his plans again.
Goddamnit, he doesn't even like kids.
#creative writing#writblr#writers on tumblr#writing#writing community#heroes and villains#tw fire#me: hm. im not very good at writing kids. lemme do it anyways#i went to a car boot this morning too. woke up at 6:30 in the am for it rip#made a lil profit and got rid of a load of my junk so essentially got paid to clear my room out!!! hell yea!!!
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Burnout
#miku monday#hatsune miku#vocaloid#miku#this is a redraw of a meek from 2021 that I use as a discord icon#Also just felt like utter shit cuz of the car junk and my bday around the corner and wanted to do somethin less aggravating
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wallpaper is insane like u find a product w an ugly print ? wallpaper it. just multiple uncoordinated things put together ? wallpaper it. ugly door ? wallpaper it. ugly wall ? landlord won’t let me wallpaper it
#stream#tumblrs aging demographic etc but this was actually abt diys#the years of getting very stoned & watching the sorry girls & not even remembering what the original video was have prepared me to diy#everything#like ALSKALSKALSKLAKSLAKAA i love pullin shit out the trash like u don’t want it ? i do ‼️#i can REPURPOSE IT#i think it’s so funny#like the way i was raised was to recycle or whatever but my father also raised us to save everything bc what if u need the parts u know dads#so i just do. one of my core memories from ‘a child’ i was probably in like 8th grade at this point was when the hubcap of my fathers car#fell off his old as dirt hunk of junk older than me automobile & he was too cheap to pay like 25$ for a new 1 so he took my brother & i to#this like drainage ditch expecting US to go poke around in there & get it & i said absolutely fuckin not#bc this same man would tell us - bc we had to buy our own toys so like we u know saved whenever we got money from bday or christmas or u#know manual labour in exchange for money bc ok yea at least he taught us to demand what ur worth w that but it was like 5c ea pinecone 1c ea#stick or like ‘help me repair the roof’ ‘pressure wash the fence’ i was like 9 ALSKALSKALKSLAKSLAAKS - he’d take us to the toy store &#we’d bring our money but instead we’d go to the hardware store & do all the errands & force us to do everything w him then he’d just say#‘yea it’s too late for that sorry’ like it was just. captive audience. this man is the reason i don’t go anywhere unless i know i can leave#on my own or when i want somehow bc girl …. I DONT TRUST ANYBODY HES A LIAR & A SCAMMER LIKE#but that’s just family heritage it’s genetic we’re a long line of liars & scammers but the buck ends here bc i’m not having bio children#or any children#lord knows i’ll be dead long before the chance could arise#i shouldn’t say things like that but ALSKALKSLAKSLAKSLAKSLA WE KNEW WE’D DIE YOUNG#this started w wallpaper#i’m so high#also very very bored#i’ve to do dishes & i absolutely 100% do not want to i hate dishes so fucking much i hate doing them i hate being around them i hate seeing
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spent the last two hours trying to figure out how to get a car loan and now i want to die being an adult is so bad for you actually
#absolutely disgusting#cannot recommend growing up#it’s so bad#still salty my family murdered my shitty 23 year old car while i was away at college#i loved her so much#but now she’s dead and i have to read about INTEREST RATES🤢🤢🤢#i made a PHONE CALL about it#disgusting#them: well it will be hard to get a decent loan without income#like bestie what do you think i need the car for??#i miss being able to walk everywhere#bleh#life junk#not anime
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The Past Waiting to Live Again...
Chickasha, Oklahoma
Source Me laf@ilyF ❤️
#artists on tumblr#original photographers#photographers on tumblr#photography#my photgraphy#colors#oklahoma#Chickasha#old cars#vintage#junk yard#part of the past
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Guess who has two thumbs and was just in a car accident!
#no injuries#big ol' damage to my rear bumper#may need replacing#and my car's a piece of junk#they may just total me out#lol#general
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HE JAS A PROSTHETIC LEG OMG? WHAT HAPPENED
hoooo...so *looks away because god is about to smite me for this and i really can't take any more abuse, but i'm a loose cannon, baby!*
sooo uh...hypothetically speaking...
toolshed mechanic stan's grandmother might have been a really famous female drag racer once upon a time and stan may have been a Really REALLY GOOD Driver...oooonce...upon a time...
-- because i'm not saying there was an Incident, buuut...
but if there was an incident about a year or so ago, toolstan and the boys ( kenny and butters, holla at them ) may have been on some late night Degenerate Shit ( drinking, smoking that good tegridy weed, getting dummy stupid and schwifty ) and small town hick nowhere mechanic stan maaaaay...may have been driving them back DRUNK!!
AS! ALL! FUCK!! ( it used to be his favorite party trick; he used to say he could do it with his eyes closed or steer with his feet/use his legs where his arms were / drive backwards...that joke Did Not age well.
and...hypothetically speaking, he may have actually physically humored that joke, or regardless was prolly doing donuts and stupid ass shit ( butters was throwing up and kenny was having a blast ) but uhhh...it's very possible that things might have been going very well...
( as well as driving your friends home blackout drunk can be -- which is never a good idea even if you live in a tiny rural colorado town that doesn't even make the map most years, have done it a million times and there is never anything in the road... )
because HYPOTHETICALLY SPEAKING!!! THERE WAAAAAS SOMETHING IN THE ROAD!!!! it was a deer, toolshed stan SWERVED HARD, they hit a massive tree and...Sigh...
hypothetically speaking, mechanic stan only really remembers it in horrible mercurial ptsd flashes and is extremely haunted by it...but in the accident, i think stan's leg got crushed between some part or the car or idk, maybe it had something to do with the handle he was drinking ( yikes super best friend ), a massive shard of glass got butters in the eye and he literally lost his eye and kenny???
so...they never found kenny's body...but they did find...
His Severed Right Hand.
#sorry i know this is an unofficial ncu au#i am still kind of developing it while i work on my ravesey stuff and try to write actual things again#BUT OOOOOOOOOOOF BROTHER#YIIIIIIIIIIIIIKES#NOT GREAT#again still in the works#but uh fuck so after that#toolshed stan never drove again ever like he works on cars and is really good at it and used to love cars and#possibly aspired to be like his grandma ( should i bring back sobo mimi like i really think i should i love her )#but literally panics anytime he is in any car walks or bikes or skateboards literally everywhere and like#will not get in a car and can't drive or he will literally have a panic attack like when i tell you he can't fucking do it#like he cannot take the goddamn bus its that serious#anyways i love him robot tin can leg mechanic stan my boyfriend he is lowkey very dreamy to me but thinks hes a hunk of junk#LIKE HALF OF THAT WAS RIGHT HUNKY MECHANIC KING#anyways very very sad they assumed kenny was like eaten by wild animals or dragged into the woods by....something#folks say it was Man Bear Pig#but there is a hole in the windsheild from where kenny flew straight through the goddamn window bc he wasnt#wearing a GODDAMN SEAT BELT even tho butters fucking BEGGED HIM TOO FUCKING HELL POOR BUTTERS#also i think the only reason that mechanic stan Survived actually was because the amount of alcohol in his body#somehow numbed or slowed everything down#but it was fucked the last thing he remembers is kenny flying out and butters screaming and bleeding and seeing his leg fucked up#has a lot of phantom pain there also#i went back and forth on whether it should be his arm or leg so if it changes ill tell ya but UHHH LIKE AND SUBSCRIBE SKJ
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I wish I were better at physical art and/or had access to draw digital art again (and actually knew how to use digital art programs properly), because I'd definitely open up commissions just to get more money saved to get myself another car :')
#out of feathers.#vent //#just got home and a coolant hose busted in my car#it's an old hunk of junk that's barely surviving at this point#I've forked out a ton of money getting it repaired multiple times#but it's at the end of its rope and i need to sell it for what little i can get out of it#i keep the interior and exterior in good condition#it's just the engine and stuff that's wonky tbh#but if i opened commissions rn I'd probably only charge $1-$5 since i can only do black and white sketches rn...
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#okay things have gone wrong at most turns today#and my sister shared a video on her story where the op is claiming to save children from#children and infants I mean#from organ harvesting AND ‘satanic witch doctor rituality’ AND pedophilia/etc.#over in west Africa and I’m like. there’s so much wrong with this I don’t know where to start#and it’s so conspiracy heavy and unsourced#and my sister shared this TODAY#and she had been quieter about conspiracies lately#but today she announced where the oldest two are going for school/brainwashing this year#and shared this#and I hoped that the conspiracy she told all of us when I was in town#about the potatoes and food#was the extent of it now maybe#but it isn’t#and I’m sad and miss my sister#I feel like I lost her in 2006#she was like my second mom. she changed and she’s never been the same#anyway#our lease expires and I don’t have access to sign it bc it just isn’t showing up#and my car needs to be junked so I don’t pay the parking anymore#bc I can’t afford it and also the car won’t start#and I’m not getting a new battery or anything bc I don’t drive now I use transit#but they couldn’t come till two weeks from now#and so I went to a different service but I haven’t heard back from scheduling yet#and I just got a bug assigned to me at work#and my body has been panicking for a lot of yesterday and today#the lease and parking stuff won’t be addressed till Sunday#bc that’s when the office people told me to come back when xyz person is back in the office#it’s all going to be okay in the end but heavens. heavens#shh katie
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BLESS the security guard lady at the hospital near my house omgggg 😭❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️ i had to go to get an ear infection checked that just WON'T go away and in the midst of waiting and getting checked i somehow lost my parking ticket which YES i was mad but what i wanted to do was just leave and go buy the prescription drugs to make this pain go away and i was like well this day can't get worse than this, so the security lady told me to just go to the gate so she could let the guard know and she was like "the fee for the lost ticket is kind of expensive though :/" but then as i approached the exit gate she said "i just told the gate security that you're a doctor so they'll let you through" then winked and i....oh my god i wanted to hug her for saving me at least 200 pesos (maybe more?? that hospital is not known to be cheap) even though she didn't have to!!!! I LOVE PEOPLE
#junk#i couldn't thank her enough i tried giving her at least a tip but she wouldn't take it#seriously improved my shitty day thank you thank you thank you sending all the good vibes her way!!!!#also my car is old and beat up no way a doctor would drive that lmao
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I’ve been trying to figure out what Hunter’s flying style reminded me of cause it reminded me of something very specific
then it suddenly came to me at like 4 AM, but I was too tired to write it down LOL
anyway, when @jam-n-ham and I were kids, we’d do this thing when we’d go shopping where our mom would go through the checkout while dad took us out to the car to wait for her. except we never just “waited” for her, oh no. my dad liked to take us on a thrill ride behind the store. he’d loop around the back of the building, whipping around corners and randomly speeding up and stopping like a controlled maniac. if any of my fellow Disney World fans have ridden Test Track, this is basically what it was like. Ham and I LOVED it, it was so much fun (and mom would get mad every time she found out about it LOL)
so yeah, basically what I’m saying is Hunter drives like a dad (or at least MY dad), and now I’m 100% convinced that he was the one who was flying the ship when they first came in in TCW 😂
#anyone else have a wannabe dirt rally driver for a dad or is that just me ROFL#more like Need For Speed but yeah#very Fast & Furious esque#irl Hot Wheels racer#Hunter would have one of those old cars that still runs really well#like an old Dodge Charger or something like that#looks like a hunk of junk but drives like a dream#and he’d abuse the HECK outta it driving like a maniac#constantly keeping you on edge with how reckless he’s driving#but the man could stop on a dime and not bat an eye fr#gahhhhhhh I hate that he’s my type even more so than I thought akdjdskdjakdjsj#my dark and broody bandana man#star warz#tbb spoilers
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my brother's birthday is next week. I was gonna get him a child's card with like. disney car character stickers. bc he collects actual cars. but he might get angry. u_u
#be all 'lol more cars for u' and get a door slammed in my face or smth#no one in my family really cares about birthdays besides our mum and she gets like... junk gifts. weird stuff from catalogs.#and we yell at her for it. no one wants a stinkin'. metal plate you put in the microwave exclusively to cook bacon. stop it.#so you see why the funny stickers card would not go well.#I'll probs just buy him takeout
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I was trying to save up for booba but im gonna have to buy a new car instead 😭
#my car broke#it would take more money to fix it than its worth#it got junked#carless rn#i dont even have new car money#i barely had booba money#been saving a while too#no booba#the universe said no
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