#boo fucking hooo

[etakeh]

Hey no stop laughing this is serious someone stole stuff from....um...the people who like...got most of their stuff through theft.

around eight million of them.

[the-crooked-library]

the vampire lestat dropped his single a DAY ago and his stans are already having beef with swifties… 🖐️💀 guys chill you’re both having mental breakdowns to shitty lyrics, literally nobody else gives a fuck

[reckless-lambert]

I need everyone to understand that the only scenario in which I will tolerate Infinite being trapped in nullspace/ruby is if it's like devil daggers or hyper demon in there

him throwing cubes at incomprehensible horrors assaulting him non stop forever no rest no sleep just survival

[wildandmoody]

stupid shit like this is why i get mad every time i'm subjected to emporium on my dash unprompted. im just gonna filter him out now cause i feel like ive had to block him multiple times at this point

[r-p-k-m]

"aT yOuR bIg aGe" shut up bitch shut the fuck up

[sillyguyhahahhaha]

I hate stolas so much its not funny

stolas is the worst shitty piece of ass junk I've ever seen.

Hes manipulative, imp racist, self entitled, blind, sadistic, blame throwing, immature, careless, saddest, abuser, guilt tripper in this whole fucking show.

i hate how people actually like & still defend him when he disregards blitz feelings & blames him for not coming to save him when he literally had his capable employees help.

wouldn't him meeting Val just match so well?

like look ok boo hooo you had a shitty wife, mean daddy, daughters hates you & your depressed. ok i don't give a fuck how about that? look at other characters like imps

blitz accidently killed his own mother, almost killed his best friend, dad always hated him, now all his living family hates him, had a ton of shit & yeah made some bad choices but Cleary has a much worse life & where supposed to feel bad for someone like stolas? I don't fucking get it & theirs a leaked episode that his daughters finds anti depressants & guilt trips him to make us all feel bad for sad owl boy. I don't want to fucking watch that, there's nothing sad about it Hes an ass hole.

He doesn't deserve this shit ton of sympathy that people constantly give him, and why is blitz always the bad guy for being so mean & careless about him when stolas literally made it only about sex, called him "toy" like wtf? and expected him to drop everything to save him because his workers weren't good enough to his liking? like no fuck you stolas and fuck everyone on the team who wrote this or agrees with this, i really just hate you all if you think its sad owl boy. I don't want see any shitty comments like "your mean he does have it hard some people have different types of hard life's" yeah I don't give even a atom of a fuck if I could I would literally kill off stolas.

from episode 1 he literally disregarded that he was in danger & he's been in multiple dangerous situations with no help from stolas besides 1 time ever but stolas expects blitz to just drop everything any time for him? even worse he is literally racist he clearly seems imps as a lower being, treats his imp butler like shit? talks to hardly any other imps unless its some kinky shit & had to reallllyyy loon out the word "oook my little 'imp~'" like I see no redeeming qualities about him he could try to care more for his daughter as well but its always "nooo he's to busy!" no he's fucking not, I've seen bad relation ships & you can still tend to you're child he's just a shitty dad whos to immature to hold any relation ship.

summery: I want stolas to be cut from the series at this point

[dasloddl]

wow... the audacity good omens fans have "believe victims first" this "boycott the author" (see jkr) that until it's your little blorbo who can do no wrong cause he created a gay little tv show boo-fucking-hooo

[gayrika]

FUCK THAT BETTER IDEA ACTUALLY

idea

[snackugaki]

new year's cleaning that i am feeling petty enough to do because there's no 'remove follower' option on tumblr

no nuance run any% pb

• your blog looks like a bot to me: blocked, no benefit of the doubt, no consideration, and i don't feel bad about it.

• mei pieh venus de milo chi was NOT ever the blood related sister of the TMNT in Next Mutation or in IDW

so honestly, good for her if she used her whole wet ass tussy to fuck all four ninja turtle boys sloppy buckle down kneed right in front of splinter and shredder

rip 2 their hip bones ig

• gun to my head, knife to my throat: i'd rather throw my lot in with the 'proship' kids

• i have been drawing turtle porn oh no! oh woe!! boo oh le boo hooo!!!

[misseviehyde]

BITCH AND RUN

Erin shivered in fear as she watched the door of the pink Humvee slide open and with a clop of designer high heeled boots, her best-friend Chloe dropped to the floor of the carpark.

Chloe had changed. She was taller and thinner now, her body crushed into a tight white corset and her once short hair now long and blonde around her smooth perfect shoulders.

Chloe's once innocent face was now prettier - but with a mean bitchy expression as she eyed Erin dismissively. Long acrylic nails shot from her fingertips and she was surrounded by a cloud of Chanel perfume.

Chloe's once flat chest now bulged with Alpha girl tits - growing larger by the day as she continued her evil transformation into the biggest bully at school.

"Oh hey loser," she purred in a sexy voice, "I came for old times sake - but after this you and me are fucking done. I don't need you anymore."

That much was true.

Since Chloe's bitchy step-mom had bought the pink Humvee and insisted Chloe drive it to school - everything had changed.

As soon as her hands had closed around the wheel of the car for the first time, Chloe had become more confident. She was soon hooked on riding in the pink vehicle and her wicked transformation had begun.

In a tank like this, Chloe found she could bully other cars off the road. She began to enjoy the power and attention driving the vehicle gave her. She'd moan as she pushed down the accelerator and felt the vibrations of the car throb through her body.

Hair lengthened, tits grew, bones stretched and the more she drove her new humvee the bitchier she got.

Within days Chloe had ditched her loser friends and was now one of the popular girls. She'd give them lifts in her pink car - giggling as she became more and more like them with every moment.

Soon Chloe had become their leader. The trips in the car almost seem to have brainwashed them into thinking Chloe had always been the Alpha girl.

"Chloe - please. I know it must feel good to be so pretty and popular, but this isn't the real you. You have to break free of the humvees control. It's turned you into a fucking bitch."

Chloe laughed, wiping a fake tear from her perfect cold blue eyes. "Ohhh boo hooo hoooo. I have to break free from being brainwashed... by my car? You really are a fucking loser freak. Even if what you were saying was true... you think I'd give up this power?"

Erin shook her head. "No I guess not. Which is why I have a backup plan."

With a sudden movement, Erin shoved Chloe hard and the other girl gasped as she flew into a concrete pillar hard. Her car keys flew from her fingers and she slid down the pillar winded and disorientated.

Snatching the keys, Erin leapt into the Humvee and quickly engaged the locks.

Standing up in a cold rage, Chloe's lips twisted into a sneer of contempt. "You fucking dweeb - you can't even drive."

Erin's heart raced. It was true, she'd not got her license yet. She had a wild plan of starting the humvee, crashing and destroying it in the carpark. Perhaps that would free her friend.

The interior of the vehicle smelt of expensive perfume and hot girl. Erin put her hands on the wheel. They felt... good... there.

She groaned as her short fingernails lengthened into a hot pink manicure. At the same time her head filled with knowledge and like she had done it a thousand times before, she switched on the ignition.

"No! NO!" screamed Chloe who was looking at her hands in horror. Her sexy nails were gone. "Stop that... you don't know how to drive. That's MY vehicle."

Chlor banged the doors - but they were sealed and the thick armour plating and reinforced glass could not be breached.

Inside the car Erin put the Humvee into drive and she groaned as the vehicle throbbed and growled like a hungry predator.

She felt so fucking powerful sat up here and she looked down at Chloe with contempt as she pushed her foot down onto the accelerator and felt the pink humvee leap forward.

Grabbing the wheel Erin whooped in delight, her eyes shining, as she spun the humvee round the carpark with a screech of tires. Vibrations pulsed up through the seat making her pussy throb and she groaned as she threw back her head and felt her bones crack.

Falling to the floor Chloe groaned and sobbed as her blonde hair began to shorten and her big tits started to shrink. Her body grew shorter... plumper as the power of the humvee flowed into Erin and left her weak and bereft of power.

Meanwhile in the car Erin moaned as her hair turned blonde and her pretty pink lips curved into a wicked smile as she felt tight pink leather flow around her body and make her into a spoiled fucking bitch.

She jammed her six inch pink heels harder onto the accelerator and with a final twist of the wheel pulled up in front of the sobbing, weeping Chloe.

Mmmmh it felt so good to be a bitch. Her shaven pussy was dripping wet and she was already excited about the thought of driving to her boyfriends to get railed. Or maybe she'd fuck his best-friend some more?

Erin was now a popular, spoiled bitch. Everything Chloe had done had now transfered to her. She was the popular bitch now and the car was hers. There was even a license with her name on it inside her pink handbag.

Dropping out of HER car and locking the door - Erin giggled as she loomed over the little loser nerd in front of her.

"Oh like... mmmmh guess this is like MY Humvee now and I'm the Alpha girl. Oh and if you ever try to come near me and my car again, I'll fucking reverse it over you? Got it loser?"

Leaving her threat hanging in the air Erin relaxed back into the driving seat and drove out of the garage to start her new spoiled life...

THE END

[dtmsrpfcringe]

My god it is so easy to walk you idiots straight into a trap. Thank you.

oh boo hooo wahhh wahhhh stuck in a trap oh no what the fuck am I princess peach? You’re bowser?

[wc-confessions]

Unpopular opinion. Mapleshade and Appledusk are great couple. I mean cheating aside..and all their other issues [Lacking proper communication and common sense on both sides] they’re really cute to me and they were very sweet and supportive of eachother before everything went to hell. Idk maybe if the warrior code wasn’t a thing they could’ve been to together. I don’t get why people honestly fail to understand that the wc code is pretty much the whole reason the story ended tragically.

like literally this is the book in the nutshell. (This recap is going to be incredibly unserious because unseriousness is honestly the only way to get this through some peoples head.)

Stinky Woman has babies with her Stinky boy wife hubby. Hubby accidentally kills the leaders son where his wifey lives. Oh NOO yeah gets a bounty they’re gonna beat his ass and skin bro.

Stinky woman could care less because love is love (they’re queer in my opinion) and tells her hubby she’s pregnant. Bro is happy but worried the evil clan will harm their babies . Stinky woman does not see his point and is a bit out of touch with reality but it’s okay. We wouldn’t expect grown ass adults to harm kids (irony) Annoying woman makes up random assumptions instead of respecting privacy and stinky woman kinda agrees because why not? Anyways old man finds out and chases out a woman and her kids because “I’m mad that this dude killed my son even though my son was trying to kill him first oh boo hooo. Yeah let’s exile these kids because they totally had a say and are at fault for what their parents did.”

Ermmm pretty much yeah that’s it. Like the entire premise of the book imo is that toxic clan culture has fucked ip the system so bad that cats cannot live their lives as they please and are forced to live a certain lifestyle. Cult mentality honestly.

anyways stand by my point MapleApple for the win!!! We can fist fight at the Waffle House if you want

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[mcu-fan-fics-blog]

Remember a Time XII

Series:  (Pt.1), (P.t 2), (P.t 3), (P.t 4), (P.t 5), (P.t 6), (P.t 7), (P.t 8), (P.t 9), (P.t 10) Wanda Maximoff x Fem! Reader, Natasha Romanoff x Fem! Reader ;) (High school Au ) No Powers Word count: 1931 A/n: Hello It's me again. I've got another update for you guys!!! I hope you're liking the story so far. let me know in the comments I'd appreciate it.

“Why’d you do it then?” The question hung in the air. It was a tough subject. There was too much hanging on that answer. But she didn’t seem to falter. She’d thought about that moment as much as you had apparently. “Because you wouldn’t have done it. So I told you to leave, you were building something real. And it took me a while to realize, but so was I.” Wanda’s words were well thought out and you hated to admit it, but she was right. “You built an amazing family Wanda, your boy’s are beautiful.” The twins brought something out in her, it was amazing to watch the pure love and adoration in her eyes as she watched them. “Thank you, they are amazing aren't they?” You nodded a small smile already forming on your face. “I wouldn’t have left.” You admitted. “Thank you for that.” You said, a bittersweet feeling passing through you both. 

New years was just another day for you, your mother and father had made plans abroad already, and it was too late for you to prepare for such a trip. You spent that new year alone, well not really but, It felt like it. Tony’s New years party was packed this year full with rowdy college kids who also looked as dorky and entitled as Tony. He however had Pepper at his side. You were relieved when Tony mentioned that Natasha had declined his invitation so you had one thing off your mind. Well not really it was all you could think of it plagued you, and having her there would only positively make it worse. “Why are you such a Debbie downer?” Tony was now very drunk and he was slurring lightly. “No reason really, it’s just my whole world being upside down.” He scoffs in your face. “You’r girlfriend broke up with you Boo fucking hooo. There are worse things that can happen to you.” The jab was direct and right on the money. “Fuck you too Tony. It’s not just that and you know it.” He shook his head. “I don’t you both refuse to talk about it, and you both think that you are the wronged party in the situation so I actually don't know.”

You sighed in relief when you saw Pepper walking towards the both of you. “And you won't find out today.” Him and made quick work of the exchange. You handed Tony off to Pepper and she gave you a grateful look before you left towards the door. You saw the last person you wanted to see in that very moment, Natasha’s car was pulling into her driveway. You would have closed the door and walked back into the house if you weren’t positive she’d made eye contact with you. You toughed it out and made the short walk to your house watching as Natasha not so subtly stole glances in your direction. You’d made it to your steps when you heard her call out. “Happy New year Y/n.” You wanted to cry, your eyes already burned and your throat felt tight. You nodded. “Happy New year…” Your voice came out clipped and you saw her face falter. You turned and made your way inside when you felt the burning in your eyes intensify. Was this what you were reduced to? Pleasantries that aren’t genuine. Before you could shut the door properly the door was stopped. 

When you turned to check what it was, it was a very familiar boot. “Can we not?” You asked, your voice sounding urged. “Why are you acting like this? I- Did I really mean that little?” Your anger burned. “I came back and you were gone!” You stated. “Did I mean anything to you then?” Your pain was raw and she could feel that. “You left Y/n, you left first, you left for her.” You nodded. “I did! And I would do it again Natasha. If you don’t know that about me by now then you don’t know me.” It was starting to dawn on Natasha that she might not be on the right side of this argument. But she's never been the one to back down so instead she doubled down. “I know that you were a love sick puppy following her around even if it hurt you.” You were yelling at each other by now. “She was family before she was anything else.” Your words were clear and concise, anger seeping through every syllable. “My friend, my brother died! And when I came back the one person I wanted to see was gone.” Natasha’s anger was now replaced by guilt. She was now trying to back track but she couldn’t. “And where were you?” You asked, looking right through her.  

Your voice cracked and your tears were hot on your cheeks. Her presence was burning your skin, her voice was making your head pound. You couldn’t hold it back anymore. “That’s right! You were letting someone else fuck you.” You cried even more tears reliving the memory. You’d rushed to Natasha's apartment, hoping to work things out hoping to just hear her voice even if she kicked you out, and slammed the door in your face. You knocked out of courtesy but when you didn’t get a response you’d use your key, she'd given them to you after all. The sight that greeted you was not pleasant. Clothes were thrown haphazardly around the apartment, the general destination being Natasha’s bedroom. The sounds coming from the room were all the confirmation you needed. “So you tell me, how much did I mean to you then?” Her words were gone. Her anger was gone. But you were just getting started. Or so she thought, 

“Leave…” You said through tears and the anger still bubbling in your chest. Natasha panicked and said the only thing that came to mind. “No.” It was not that she realized that your eyes were on the ground. “I can’t even look at you…” Your words were pained. 

Pietro had passed not long after you’d gotten to the hospital. Your main job was to hold Wanda's broken pieces together. She’d crumbled when the Doctors gave her the news. You saw a piece of her die that very moment. Your embrace was grounding her, you still remember how she clawed at your arms, the very ground she was standing on was taken out from under her and you were her only life line, keeping her from disappearing into the nothingness. You remember the shock that ran through her in waves. You remember her parents walking into the hospital barely holding themselves together for their daughter. Everything was really a blur after they got there. You remember being in a car next to Wanda who’s hand lived in your shaky grip. “I'm here…” You whispered when she moved to hold you. 

It was a mistake, something that Natasha shouldn't have let happen. It was a mistake, one that you’d never find out about. She cared for you not Maria, she loved you. But you were nowhere to be found. Your apartment remained untouched, and every night that passed since she has regretted her words. It was driving her crazy, not hearing from you. Her mind would race with thoughts, fueled by her own guilty conscience. What if this was it for you, what if this was what made you realize that your place wasn’t with her but with Wanda. What if this was the sign that you were waiting for. She did hear about Pietro’s passing from Yelena who seemed worried. “She’s here, Why aren’t you?” Yelena was good at reading situations, but this time she was utterly stumped. Natasha didn’t answer her question. It was a long two months that had passed by and still not a single word from you. She’d called and texted, she’d even emailed but nothing seemed to get through. Maybe you had thought better about it, maybe it was for the best. 

“Y/n/…” Her whisper was just about enough to get you crying again. “I came back to you.” Your words sounded cold. “You were supposed to be different.” You said. “And now I can't look at you without remembering the worst moments of my life. I can’t.” You sounded defeated. “You can’t feel that way forever…” Natasha whispered, trying to catch your eyes. You shook your head. “I won’t, but I am right now and I can't help it. Who was it, did I know them?” Your question left her stunned for another moment, her throat suddenly dry. “Maria…” She knew that wasn’t going to fair well but she figured being honest about it would make it easier to get it out of the way now. Because even now in this moment she knew this wasn’t going to be the end of it. You’d heard her name before and you had seen her on occasion when you’d attend Natasha’s games, you knew her. 

“Leave…” It came out harsher than you expected but it was the only thing you could do. But Natasha she just had to know, she needed to know. “Did… Did you and Wanda…” The words were quiet, too quiet. The look on your face said it all, she shouldn’t have asked. “Would it be easier for you if I had… It would, wouldn't it? It would make you feel so much better.” You shook your head. Finally managing to get her though the door you closed the door and this time she let you.

You cried that night, you cried a lot thinking about everything that happened and how you would deal with it. You couldn't, you didn’t know where to start. This was no longer about just you, it was about everything. You’d just lost Pietro, and Natasha too. And Wanda didn’t want you near her at least not anymore. You could still hear her words echo through you. “You need to leave.” She’d said it a couple of days after Pietro's funeral. You’d spent the two weeks leading up to it practically glued to her side. “Excuse me…” You were making her some tea. She hadn’t been up to the task of sleeping, so you were making tea. “I think it’s time that you go.” She said again looking at her hands. When her eyes met yours she could see the surprise in them. “It’s no problem Wanda. I squared everything away with my professors, they understand.”  She cut you off again when you tried to explain further. “No, Y/n it’s time for you to go.” This time her words were harsher. 

That’s when it clicked… She didn’t want you there anymore. She didn’t need you there anymore. You nodded. “I’m always a phone call away…” You said quietly. When you started making your way around the counter her hand reached out to yours. Her eyes were watering. “Leave tomorrow…” You swallowed the lump in your throat and nodded. She’d hugged you so tightly that night, but you didn’t mention it. As awful as it sounded, you wanted your last moments together to be just that. Neither of you slept that night, when the sun began to shine through her blinds her hold on you loosened. The exchange was quiet, it was now you that was gripping her close to you. “It’s time.” She whispered. You nodded, holding her a moment longer. “Goodbye Wands.” You’d let her go then. The nickname caught her off guard. By the time she came back you were already walking out and closing her bedroom door. 

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[snowy-wife]

Boo fucking hooo. I cussed. Grow the fuck up. I dont give a fuck that your kid heard or not. Sensitive snowflake whiney ass bitch 💀

[ecto-stone]

Okay i’m in a Very good fking mood for a little hater rant. I FUCKING HATE when you build a villain up with hint of their humanity. But utimately ended up butchering it caused boo Hooo We need a Pure Evil villain to make our carboard of a Hero look better. Right Smack the fking dabt in the middle of their redemtion journey. Just for this Sorry excuse of a Pure Evil Shallow fucker that you put into their Place. I FKING HATE it when you show a villain to have a hint of tragic past to have his reason of villainy to be extremely human. Yet You Go oh they have alway been an illredemable bastard since they was born.

DO NOT CHOP THEIR DEVELOPMENT MIDDLE WAY  YOU BUILD THEM UP TO BE HUMAN. I want to see them as such

I don’t want Oh they hurting good guy just over petty grudge. I want them to just be human, spiral into this uncontrolable thing you call fates, Unintentionally Hurt over and over by your so called “good guy”.  Going through all sort of horrible thing, seeing all the bad thing that Your pretty barbie doll face MC never seen for they’re lucky for meeting the right people. Being eroded mentally to the point that Hate, Revenge and Total distruction is the only logical conclusion they can ended up with. From there wheter They will Spiral down till there is nothing left or will people take notice and Help reignite their Ember of Goodness in them and Rise Back up from the Deep Dark Abyss is up to You.

[heart-shaped-chains]

Hello Tumblr I'm not dead. Life has sucked ass but I'm too mad and it's too much to describe so somewhat NSFW and cringe COD OC art dump under the cut. Came up with this in a day. This entire sketch was cause I was bored, waiting for my phone to charge and it took FOREVVERRR to even come to life so I decided to sketch/jot down ideas 4 my Little Army Dreamers Fallout (only the show cause I'm weak) inspired AU which. Is a lot.

So I will post screenshots of a synopsis and make a separate blog to post my stuff unless the COD ppl are rocking with me. Anyway um. Here's some doodles out of the way. Shitty ones first 2 build up expectations cause I'M SOO out of practice but anyway pls give me attention I need it m so proud of myself I wanna put these on the fridge....(NOT THIS))

Actually nvm here's an example to hopefully entice u....

Mr stick figure Riley. Ugh. Not very happy with the face but basically. 19 year old rookie goes through shit within a three year span, gets drunk at a banquet hall 2 weeks after a grueling mission bc Price dragged my super cool, war criminal self insert there 2 cool off. Kid goes off on a room full of Generals and royalty and corporate oligarchs and then while he's drunken and coked up and he can barely move and shit, he starts WWIII. In the fucking hall. And the BIG goal is to blow up the Pentagon (IN COD, FBI AGENTS IN COD) to stop them from dropping the big atomic bomb and they have FIVE DAYS to do it!!!.

And this is AFTER the NPD, OCD Autism and more ridden Sargeant goes from fuckin. Scared rookie, to respected team player, to a fierce Sargeant, to the most hated man in the WORLD. All because he didn't wanna go to a stupid fucking party. Anyway here it goes hope this is at least interesting. I **will** make a series. Whether it's an OC/self insert or a reader insert or even new characters to make it super my own. But I hope you guys like it. I'll shut up now and please be nice about any constructive criticism lmao.

LAMEEEEE BOO-HOOO. Not awful like. An artist DIDE draw these and this was my first time drawing Riley so I'm sorry that he's so weird. I hope y'all like my other designs cause they're so good. Gonna stfu let the pics talk and see where it goes from here

But I'll shut up and give my detailed thoughts either in the reblogs or I'll edit them in later. Here it GOES!!!!

This took under 2 hours. Arthritic hands didn't do SHIT!!! Not a fan of everything but considering it was just a bored sketch and not actually meant 2 be anatomy practice, I hope y'all like it. Thank the Lord for big, buff men who could kill me. I NEED. Bf soon man. Any of these body types are fuckin awesome. Please feel free to comment and be as annoying as you want about this bc I want it to b enjoyed.