#The Flintstones I Yabba Dabba Do!

[90smovies]

[animated-character-of-the-day]

Today’s character of the day is: Pebbles Flintstone from The Flintstones

[autisticdoomslayer]

Every day I think about the fact that my grandpa changed his last name to be more simplified and pronounceable for showbusiness and my family's original name translated more or less to Flintstone.

[incorrectkakagaiquotes]

Kakashi: *on their wedding night* Don’t you think today was just perfect? Gai, remembering how he wanted a Flintstones themed wedding but was told no: I yabba dabba do not Kakashi, tbh

[sorcererofsolitude]

Enid: Hey, bestie. Wanna go down to Jericho with me and Wednesday after school?

Yoko, looking forlorn: Can't. I got detention.

Enid: What did you do this time??

Yoko: Nothing! The teacher was just being a dick.

Divina, interjecting: The minute the bell rang, Yoko jumped up and screamed "yabba dabba doo" like Fred Flintstone and ran out of the classroom as fast as she could.

Yoko, pouting: It was funny...

Divina: Yeah, it was. Hope it was worth it, babe.

Yoko, smirking: Heh. Totally.

AO3: SorcererOfSolitude

[garebearandnan]

LITG Halloween Costumes #2

S2: Gary and Grace: Yabba-Dabba Do!

Couldn't resist doing Gary in this costume. His day 6, 'Fred Flintstone' Joke was entertaining.

**Day 6 Part 2 | Kiss n Tell Challenge**

You catch yourself staring at Gary and gently biting your lip as you think about this. With those looks, I’m not surprised…

Gary notices you looking, and smiles back at you. "You like what you see, Grace?"

“Um…” You felt shy all of a sudden and could feel your cheeks warm up.

Gary’s smile transforms into a sly smirk. "You wanna know why the ladies call me Fred Flintstone?" 

You let out a soft groan, "Oh, no."

Bobby literally bounces on his feet in excitement. “I do.”

You're shaking your head in a no gesture.

“Cos I can make your bed rock!” Gary chuckles and winks at you. You slapped your forehead at that terrible joke while the other boys burst out laughing.

Priya stares at him in horror and shock. “How you’ve managed to get anyone into bed with that kind of line…”

Gary continued looking at you with a goofy grin plastered on his face. You couldn’t help but smile back, and his eyes lit up.

“I think that’s hilarious.” Ibrahim said with another laugh.

In the Beach Hut, Grace's interview: “Seeing that goofy grin plastered on his face did make me smile. I do like someone who tries to make me laugh.”

[kabutoraiger]

been watching the early heisei batman films for the first time to see if they qualified for my favorite practical fx list (they do. majorly. that cringe mf tim burton really went hard in his heyday i can’t deny. and mr schumacher certainly had. “vision”)

and it’s just insane the amount of A-list actors they pulled for these stupid-ass high camp movies. the 90s were... such a weird era.

wish we still had access to whatever confluence of energies were going around back then that made fancy movie stars be like yes you can put me in grotesque comic book character makeup that takes 5 hours to apply so i can chew scenery on a set that looks like a neon fever dream. yes i will play a live action flintstone and wear a shitty little caveman outfit and go yabba dabba doo. it’s the 90s baby what the fuck ever

[sketchy-the-changeling]

You know what always weirded me out growing up? Pebbles from the Flintstones.

Follow me on this one.

First, as a kid, I saw her start out as a little baby. Or "baboo" as your friend Lily adorably says.

Then when I was a teen and my family got Boomerang, I saw the Pebbles and Bamm Bamm show where the title characters were aged up into physically attractive teenagers. And by "physically attractive teenagers" I mean "copies of Daphne and Fred wearing, friggin', stone age clothes".

And then around my early adult years, I saw the movies I Yabba Dabba Doo and Holly-Rock-A-Bye-Baby where Pebbles was not only a grown adult but was promoted to being a, ¿cómo se dice?, milf.

So what weirds me out about her? I saw this girl go from being a baby to a babe, but instead of adding her to my persona roster of fictional crushes, I can't look at this woman and unsee her as a little infant. Doesn't help her baby form is more iconic, to the point where it's literally the inspiration for the Flintstones' cereal.

It's like some sort of weird equivalent of the Westermarck effect.

Be honest, Sketchy: does anything in this wall of text make any sense, or do I just sound bonkers?

Bonkers, no. Overly verbose? Yes.

You could have just said “because the vast majority of Pebbles’s on-screen appearances were as a baby, I can’t separate that from her depictions as a teenager or adult.”

[moonspower]

An old lover... Fred Flinstone

✨ anonymous. meme. still accepting!

❝Yabba dabba doo, more like yabba dabba doo me. Flintstones, meet the Flintstones, I'll homewreck a stone-age family. From the town of Bedrock, I'll bedrock myself to history. Fred is a traditional working man.❞ Virote could've sworn he had an entire PowerPoint presentation on this! He made it earlier this year. Just for this. Just for this moment. ❝I'm sure he smells like dinosaur bones, sweat, and alcoholism, but I'd treat him right. Wilma and her ginger state couldn't do what I do. She's an unga bunga, ooga wooga version of Lois Griffin minus any of the sauce.❞

[whoviancumberbunny]

random fandom  post: the flintstones

as a life long fan of hte flintstones, I am excited  that they finally ordered a pilot for revival series bedrock i think the people complaining about Pebble being an adult who works in an ad agency in the series Bedrock have clearly never seen the specials from 1993,   

that is why i think Bedrock is taking place between I Yabba Dabba Do & Hollyrock-A-Bye Baby.

Image from Google images

[cherrygirlfriend]

BABY I AM KISSING YOU WITH TONGUE IDC this was so yummylicious. so GOOD!!!! i’m eating (you) good tonight 💗 gonna marry you for the second time 🥰

her brother didn't deserve to have someone like you. pretty and angelic girls were only reserved for girls.

CLOCK IT WIFEY YOU’RE SO RIGHT!!!!

"say it. say that you prefer me over him." she urged you as she was scissoring you quicker, making you squirm over her fingers.

she’d be crazy not to i’d be yelling “YABBA DABBA DOO!!” before diving in her like a fucking flintstone

"why? because you're my sister. we're not related. from what i've know, you've only got my cum inside you. not my blood."

OKAY BARS 😮‍💨

you didn't know what sarah found in men. topper and now this john b. but could you blame her when you were doing worse behind her back?

ugh. men. green aura with flies!!! 🙄🙄🙄 anyway back to sarah!!! 🥰🥰🥰

sweet nothing || rafe x reader x sarah

summary : it's okay to want them both.

warnings : minors dni. smut. stepcest (no incest/rafe and sarah are not implied together.). oral (f&m receiving.). bisexual!reader. mean!rafe but meaner!sarah. controlling. cunt inspections. jealousy. daddy issues. manipulation. strap mentions. spit kink. i don't feel like it's a dark content but just in case. please, be aware of the warnings before reading.

author's note : /

“ Rafe is not allowed in it. ”

Sarah Cameron didn't want to share you. As the high Kook Princess that she was, she always got what she asked for. She never had to sweat or bleed to get what she wanted. So if she wanted you to be hers, you were hers.

But that meant there could only be her in your life because there was no way she was sharing her girlfriends with Rafe. She had always been the crueler of the two. It wasn't surprising since Ward had always favored her. If she acted like this, it was because she had always been allowed to. It was too hard for Ward to deny her anything. And if he couldn't be tough and firm with her, he needed to be with someone else.

And Rafe was so easily the perfect prey.

Just like you were Rafe's perfect victim when Ward was evil to him.

You were only there because his father married your mother. You were just an outsider to this degenerate family and yet you were now part of a conflict of interest between the two siblings.

in fact, it has been terribly easy for Rafe to have power over you and to abuse it. Since you suffered from a father who had never been there for you, and you refused Ward to be that father figure for you, he simply had to use your daddy issues to his advantage.

so he had always looked for the slightest fault or failure in you. he was going to find any excuses for you to cry in his arms. also, he was very controlling. you weren't sure of the outfit you wanted to wear? he knew how to compliment you. Did he hate your outfit? he also knew how to make you insecure about it. he was an expert in manipulation since he was a compulsive liar.

you weren't just his stepsister, you were his fucking forbidden fruit.

you were too perfect, too good, too clean. but he wasn't like sarah. if he wanted you, he was going to damage you and destroy you. Rafe wasn't good at taking care of people. He had a terrible view of affection. He wasn't even sure what it was.

You were so adorable that it hurt, that he wanted to make you suffer.

He knew he could never make Sarah suffer, and that he was secretly the only one suffering from this distance between the two of them. Because Sarah was meaner. People always stayed with her despite the suffering she inflicted on them. Because she was so much better than him in terms of playing the victim.

he also hated the fact that you preferred sarah more than him. why did he always have to be the one who sweats and bleeds to be appreciated while sarah just had to bat her eyelashes to get everyone under her spell ? it was unfair.

and without meaning to, he had started to categorize you like her, a simple bitch among the others. except he needed you to know it, he needed you to be treated like one to be happier. and damn, he deserved this happiness. more than you, more than sarah. more than anyone in this house.

he hated the way you stayed together like sweethearts, even though you were far from being angels.

" think sarah would appreciate seeing you like that ? being such a whore for me, think she would pay you the same respect after seeing you drooling for my dick ?"

his voice was so sharp that you gulped hard under his words.

you were on your knees, mouth stuffed deep by his cock. your corners were dripping as you gave him a sloppy head for a few minutes raw. he held your head by the hair while you gagged on him which served as an excuse for him to degrade you even more. you were so pathetic, willing to do anything to satisfy him. your mouth was working so hard that it felt like it was always meant for this, to be used and treated so dirty.

he was so hard that you could feel every inch of his dick inside your mouth. every noise you made was sucked away by the wet sound of your lips around his cock.

“you can cry all you want, maybe those tears will help you get my dick wet and nice. if you don't like me being mean to you, you should learn it before choosing this bitch over me. ”

you continued to pump him, while he forced your throat with his thrusts, his heavy hips slamming down your cheeks.

“ tongue out...such a pretty girl...” he mocked you, tear-jerking more cries from you. “better swallow what I give you. don't disappoint me twice, i can't fail you. ”

he lost his patience with you so he didn't care that he was cold, and that you took it so badly. that was all you deserved.

he had spat on your tongue, once, twice, until he saw his spit sliding down your throat, until he saw the large glob foaming around his cock, creating a web around his glistening red tip. you were so messy and dirty like a dog after a walk.

and you made him even harder when you took him this far in your mouth. he could feel you struggling and gasping for air. you were so miserable that it made him feel better to see someone even more pathetic than him for once.

“ what's up, pretty ? thought you were an angel but you're such an evil thing. ”

you tried so hard to speak back but his dick was hanging out your jaw to the point all your drool was dripping from your chin. you were such a mess, unable to talk, unable to think. he was fucking your face, tearing your lips apart with the length of his cock. he was driving his shaft so fast in your mouth that you were just good at choking on it. he wrapped a hand around your neck and smirked when he could feel your throat bulging around his dick. your tears were hot, and your cheeks soaked with spit and cries.

he spat on your face, watching his spittle drip down your cheekbones like tears before smearing it on your cheeks.

“ repeat after me. say i'm good to you. now, say it. "

oh yes, he needed to hear it. he needed to hear from you that he was good for you. he needed to hear you say that you didn’t need anyone but him. he needed to feel important to someone.

“ y-y-our good to...me...hmpf...”

your muffled words were enough to make him cum.

he had released everything in your mouth, splashing it deep down your stomach.

but it wasn't just rafe.

sarah also had this need for control over you. she started to establish her territory on you.

her brother didn't deserve to have someone like you. pretty and angelic girls were only reserved for girls.

“rafe isn’t allowed in it.”

you thought it would end there but she had opened your thighs to slip her fingers inside your folds. you were already terribly wet as if you had been hearing about her touch all evening.

but she didn't want to make you cum. no sarah cameron wanted to make sure no one made you cum before. she inspected every corner of your pussy with her fingers.

at first, she just checked the inside, before starting to pump it in and out, watching you getting wetter with her fingers working in your insides. her thrusts were fast and deep but also insanely forceful, leading you to take the heavy pace she was driving onto you. you were panting and crying like a crybaby, as you could feel every of her digits bruising your walls.

you thought Rafe was mean but Sarah was meaner.

her fingers were tearing apart your canal, literally opening you too deep and you were supposed to be quiet because all your family was sleeping. and you didn't want to be caught in that position, especially when the situation was already so shameful. you didn't want anyone to know about your secrets.

“ say it. say that you prefer me over him. ” she urged you as she was scissoring you quicker, making you squirm over her fingers.

she was supposed to be your gentle princess, the delicate sweetheart that took you on amazing day to make girlies activities, but also the kook queen that spoiled you everytime you wanted something, but also the good sister that help you dress and listen to your matters but now you were just her pathetic whimpering dirty slut.

you were the toy that she's gonna use until she was satisfied and tired of it.

“ and you better say it like you mean it. because i can be pretty good, but also, really bad. and you don't want your step sister to be mean to you ? you don't want her to be your worst nightmare ? ”

she was scaring you at this point, but he really worked. you felt a lot of things inside your body, and your mind was so fucked up. her smile was so wicked, but less than the fingers curled inside your weeping core. the way she was so cruel, calling your brain a real pussy for being so useless and making you so wet by the way she was degrading you.

“ you…you're far better, sarah. ” you moaned, but she muffled your noises with her hand by putting her fingers inside your mouth.

“ i don't want to see you with that loser anymore. let him cry, it's the only thing he's good at it. ” she paused before continuing. “ I thought you were like me…but you're just like him. i really need to change that. ”

she knelt in front of you before spitting on your pussy. she waited for the spit to make its way down to your soaked slick to slide her tongue inside your parts. you forced yourself not to scream but you felt awful.

she was just too good.

you promised rafe not to hang out with sarah anymore, but you also promised sarah the same thing. as they both played with you, you allowed yourself to betray each of them. it was their fault. they had both taught you to be selfish.

her tongue was so warm. she had barely slipped it between your folds when you were already getting wet on her mouth. as she licked you, causing the inside of you to spasm, her chin was stuck to your weeping slit.

her tongue was toying with your cunt. you were so good, a fucking heaven. she mixed her spit with the foaming wetness at your entrance. she forced you to stay still, threatening you with her eyes and controlling your body with a hand on your tummy.

she didn't forget your clit and she also played with your arched bud to the point of making it bruise. her mouth was wrapped to your pussy, latched on and licking it, collecting every stream of your pussy.

she has so much power over you.

all her thrusts were so perfect. she absolutely wanted that if someone touched you here, you would remember that it belonged to her.

she wanted you to think of her every time someone touched you, just like Rafe wanted you to only think of him if someone entered you.

except you were free. with sarah, you only thought of her. with rafe, you only thought of him. you were not a toy. you had feelings. and you weren't going to get into their stupid, competitive games.

when sarah took a strap out of her drawer, you looked at her with wide eyes. you have never gone this far before. she reassured you while you watched her put it around her waist.

“what do you want..."

she laughed in a sharp mocked tone. oh where you sweet girl at? “I don't want anything. it's just what you need. because you like to think about dick, i'm gonna show what's a real cock is. now, enough. turn around. i don't want to see your face anymore. ”

“you're just so mean sometimes. ” you cried softly, before you obeyed her like the good girl you were .

“oh that why your tears for? should them be for letting a pathetic man fucking you behind my back. now you want to cry this much? Fine, it's all I want to hear from you. ”

That was how you ended up between the two Cameron but you were unable to make a choice. why were you forced to?

“sarah said i look pretty in that dress.” you started.

“let me choose something better for you then. don't you want to be beautiful ? "

“I thought I was always beautiful to you.”

“you are but only so when you wear what I tell you to wear.”

you hated it when he was controlling like that but it was impossible for you to resist him which you hated even more. you wanted to please him.

“burn that shit.” he commanded you.

“you’re joking, right?”

rafe remained silent to let you know that he was serious.

one other day, he gave you a necklace with his initial, and you blinked a lot of times. “I’m not going to wear that.”

"yea, you're gonna wear that. i want people to know what's mine."

"They're going to talk, you know..."

" why? because you're my sister. we're not related. from what i've know, you've only got my cum inside you. not my blood. "

"it's not because everyone knows on the island that you're fucked up that i'm…”

now he was pissed. you had abused his patience. and what you had just said to him had just stung him and hell, he hated that feeling because he wasn't supposed to feel anything for you. you weren’t good enough to him to have the upper hand over his emotions.

he walked towards you, and you backed away, slightly frightened. you knew he was in trouble so you were afraid of what he could do to you.

“come here, sweetheart. I’m not mad.”

he lied. and you knew it, tears had started to fall down your face.

Usually, Sarah was there when Rafe wanted to go after you but this time she wasn't. you were stuck with him so he had the advantage.

"you know I wouldn't hurt you. I'm incapable of hurting you."

he lied again.

it was all lies. with him.

"liar! you lied! you hurt me everytime."

“you are the only one who lies. "

oh evil.

"i always took care of you. and you better not forget how kind and patient I've been with you because I'm tired of being the one who has to take everything in this house. sarah, my father and now you? no, it's not going to happen. "

“what?”

"last chance, sweetheart. come here.”

you rolled your eyes.

“ do that shit one more time and i'm gonna make them roll in a way you're not gonna find it funny. ”

“ you're not my father, why should i listen to you ? ”

you lift your gaze to see a smirk on his face, before he pinned you down the door and lock it behind your back, his weight was heavily pressed on your body. “ don't act like you're listening to your daddy, you're far from a good girl. ”

“ that's not what you said to me earlier in the morning…”

another day it was sarah. you were coming back from a family day where everyone was there except Rafe. you didn’t know if he hadn’t been invited or if he hadn’t wanted to come. but in any case, everyone had been there.

when you got home, you followed sarah to her room. you loved spending time with her so much. Today, you learned to surf, ate ice cream with wheezie, built sandcastles, and met her pogues crew.

you left out the detail where you saw her kiss a certain john b because it made your heart hurt.

you didn't know what sarah found in men. topper and now this john b. but could you blame her when you were doing worse behind her back?

when sarah closed the door, you blocked her against it to kiss her. you forced her mouth to open in frustration, and she kissed you too, possessively. it was like your feelings were speaking through your lips. your tongue was furiously curled against hers, and your mouth violently smacked on her.

“ i don't like to see you with him. ”

“ do i owe you something ? ” she simply replied, arms crossed over her chest. “ i ask you a question. ”

“ oh come on, you don't need to be a bitch with me. ”

“ why ? i feel like it's the only way to interact with you. ”

“ are you mad at me ? ”

“ because you're still fucking with my brother ? if you can play, i will play too. ”

“ fine, i don't care. kiss all the boys you want. but don't forget that the taste you're seeking for is somewhere else. ”

“ now, you're against me ? rafe really fucked you’. fine too, stay with that jerk but don't forget who's dick between his and mine making you cum three time raw. ”

“ god, you're so annoying. ” you exploded. “ why can't things be simple ? “

“ because we want you both and you want us both. ”

[norvitodraws]

My PC decided to give me a scare by deciding to not work for 5 minutes, and for a moment there I might as well could've been called Fred Flintstone cause I was really about to yabba-dabba do it

[animated-character-of-the-day]

Today’s character of the day is: Bamm Bamm Rubble from The Flintstones 

[rf4rm]

From Pencils to Pixels #28 - The 45th Anniversary of "The New Fred and Barney Show!"

On this episode of “From Pencils to Pixels: The Animation Celebration Podcast,” Scott and Michael celebrate the 45th anniversary of “The New Fred and Barney Show!”

Not only do they discuss this 1979 series that was a reboot of “The Flintstones,” but they also provide an audio commentary of one of the show’s episodes, “CB Buddies.”

Join them for a Yabba-Dabba-Doo time!

Find more From Pencils to Pixels: The Animation Celebration Podcast at:

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[savaphro]

I did my first scary escape room & son that shit WAS SCARRRRYYYY. I did my first one with my coworkers& it was cool we had to rob the bank( we all work @ the bank) but this oneee…Like 5 seconds in the fucken guy Tom had me wreckedd. We walk into the “house” so I lock it right. Alllll a sudden he’s tryna get in with some creepy mask & hes like yall locked the door? LMFAO YESSSSS YOU FOOOOOOL I LOCKED IT. We unlock it and give him fullllll accesssss to come scare the shit out of us. Now we’re in the “actual house part of it” and he comes in like ahhhh& ALLL of us take off I hit the flintstones yabba dabba dooo and I DO NOT TAKE OFF BUT INSTEAD STRAIGHT BUST MY ASS LIKE KENDRICK SAID DEAD BODIES IN THE HALLWAYY🤣🤣😭😭😭😭😭😭. Dude if this was a movie I would’ve been the first to go. CRAZY I always laughed at the first person to fall. And yesterday iiiiii was that person. Like it really don’t happen😭 not to mention yall know im clumsy. Like the word was invented for me type of shit. Ngl shit was hard. The clues was not giving clues. Luckily the dude was cool he helped us out. Shoutout tommmm (not from MySpace, but Tom from the escape room) I definitely woke up this morning with no voice. I’m a tad bit sick& have laynes wedding on Saturday. Had a wonderful time. Went to the mall with my hunny. He got me a bunch of stuff & we had these awesome Korean street food 🤤 the corn dogsss were sooo good!!then we had their ugly donut and it was sooo fluffyyyyy thr Nutella and strawberries was such a nice delicate touchhhh 🤌🏽🤌🏽🤌🏽 all and allll SOLID weekend. My heart is happy

[therealbrainlessshow]

The Yabba Dabba Do Party

The US political system is often criticized for being dominated by two major parties, the Democrats and the Republicans, that do not adequately represent the interests and needs of the diverse and dynamic American population.

Many people feel disillusioned, disenfranchised, and dissatisfied with the status quo, and yearn for a viable alternative that can challenge the established power structures and offer a fresh vision for the future.

That is why I propose the creation of a new political party, one that is devoted to the working class and inspired by the iconic cartoon characters of The Flintstones.

The Yabba Dabba Do Party.

The Yabba Dabba Do Party would be based on the following principles:

Yabba Dabba Do: This is the party’s motto, slogan, and cheer, derived from Fred Flintstone’s trademark catchphrase. It expresses the party’s enthusiasm, optimism, and determination to overcome any obstacle and achieve any goal. It also reflects the party’s sense of humor, fun, and adventure, as well as its appreciation for the simple joys of life. Like following right behind Fred on another one of his get rich quick schemes.

Working Class: Because nobody slides down the back of a dinosaur when it's quitting time better than Fred. The Yabba Dabba Do Party would represent the interests and needs of the working class, the backbone of the American economy and society. The party would advocate for fair wages, decent working conditions, affordable health care, quality education, and social security for all workers, regardless of their occupation, industry, or background. The party would also support the rights of workers to organize, bargain collectively, and strike if necessary. Included in all of those rights would be the dinosaurs that are all of the machinery and tools.

Prehistoric: The party would draw inspiration from the prehistoric era, as depicted in The Flintstones. The party would embrace the values of community, cooperation, and creativity, as well as the virtues of courage, loyalty, and honesty. The party would also promote environmental sustainability, respect for nature, and harmony with animals. The party would reject the excesses of modernity, such as consumerism, materialism, and militarism, and instead focus on the essentials of human happiness, such as family, friends, food and having words like rock, rubble, granite or stone somewhere in your name.

Flintstones: The party would model itself after the Flintstones, the beloved cartoon family that has entertained generations of Americans. Wilma and Betty would set the fashion trends. Barney's laugh would become everyone's ringtone. Fred would produce instructional videos for first time bowlers. The party would celebrate the diversity and drive of the American people, and welcome anyone who shares the party’s vision and values, regardless of their race, gender, age, orientation, fashion sense, chuckle or bowling score.

The Yabba Dabba Do Party would offer a unique and appealing alternative to the American voters, who are tired of the same old politics and the same old politicians. The party would inject some much-needed humor, energy, and innovation into the political arena, and challenge the status quo with bold ideas and actions. The party would also inspire and mobilize the American people to participate in the democratic process, use their bare feet as automobile brakes and to work together for a better future.

So, what do you say? Are you ready to join the Yabba Dabba Do Party? Then let’s make some noise and let the world know!

YABBA DABBA DOO!