#boom goes the dynamite

[davidaugust]

Get. Off. My. Lawn. 😳😝💣💥🫥💀

https://youtu.be/YPW_HeOHA1E

[stormyweirdo]

Y’all remember the boom goes the dynamite guy, whatever happened to him?

[bitchypuppystarlight]

[trickshooting]

"Hey, Garreth, I was thinking that you could use some fireworks for your next contest. I don't what you could use them for, it would look cool right?"

"Yes actually! In fact, Percy can easily set them off during a performance...why, did you have any on you? Old New Years Fireworks?" He joked, as he chuckled a bit. A harmless but fun idea. Though they couldn't be too big, he didn't want to set fire to the Contest Hall after all!

[poisonedpowder]

tags.

[vizrecon]

[titanicnerd-blog]

What a wonderful, hopeful #Garcy episode! That was a good episode that showed more of the team beginning to trust Flynn (more than just Lucy). Connor's reaction to traveling through time is so funny!!

Behind the Scenes for “The King of the Delta Blues”

[stinkysam]

Buggy the Clown - You're NOT that interesting anyway.

Warning : none

Genre : fluff

Synopsis : "I was thinking a Buggy x reader where the reader in question is a bold pirate. Kinda Zorro/Robin hood type of charm. Fun to hang out with, sassy, flashy and makes everybody laugh so the moment these two met it’s Boom, here goes the dynamite. Instant crush for Buggy that is scared of those feelings while reader plays the cat and mouse game but in reality his heart his soft for that clown and his drama queen’s ass. And the more they spend time together the more Buggy knows him and realize that his past is very dark and traumatic but despite that he’s still a genuine and caring dude that just wanna have fun. Meanwhile reader gets to know a softer side of Buggy, his insecurities and to tame his temper. So the complete each other like a puzzle." - @ughsadking

Reader : gender neutral (you/yours)

He always thought crushes weren't for him, swearing it was a stupid thing and only idiots fell into it.

Yet here he was, facing you, his heart beating loudly in his chest at your smirk. Gah ! Why did it do that !?

He refuses to acknowledge it. Preferring to deny his feelings rather than to accept them.

Despite this, it doesn't stop him from feeling jealous when you make others laugh. He'll lie and say it's because he should be the one to make people laugh, not you.

He keeps chasing you away. He hates that you always come back. Always playing with his heart, making it beat so fast and loudly. Making him feel like a little girl experiencing stomach butterflies for the first time, each time. He hates it.

Yet a part of him yearns for you to not leave.

You're just so… gah ! He groans just from thinking of you. Annoying, unpleasant, not funny, not pretty, not interesting, not charming, overall not flashy at all. Here !

He's grumbling and groaning.

"...fucking [Name]... with his stupid smile… and his stupid-"

"Who ?" You lean against the table as you walk in with a smile and he screams, his limbs flying around before reattaching themselves.

"Since when do you spy on your captain !?" He yells, hands flying to point at you, poking your nose repeatedly.

"I have to listen at any time to my captain to hear all his orders." You simply say, raising your hands up in surrender and grabbing his index to push it away, a small smile on your face.

He dusts himself, trying to regain his composure and clearing his throat.

"Who were you talking about ?" You ask.

"No one. Go fetch me a beer." He said, looking away with a grimace, watching you leave to retrieve the drink. God, you made his heart jump out of his body. What the fuck. Why are you always stealthy at the worst times ?

When he finally accepts his feelings, he's very shy about them. But since you're always onto him like a fucking… a fucking… whatever, something annoying, he's scared you might find out about them, that's why he's always tense around you.

He learns most things about you through others and that's what makes him decide to know you more by himself. Though he's a bit awkward at first, he doesn't even know how happy you are to see that he's stopping to chase you away so much.

Upon hearing you have a troubled past, he tries to be nicer, not out of pity but because "You're not a fucker, actually.". Make out of that what you want.

It also breaks his heart a bit to hear what you went through but he refuses to say it or acknowledge it.

He's still very wary and cautious around you. Not wanting you to know about his feelings and laugh at him or reject him. He's very afraid of that. He doesn't know how he'll handle it. So he prefers to stare from afar, yearning silently, unaware you feel the same for him. Maybe one day his feelings will pass ?

He's quite calmer once you get to know him, he's still a drama queen and reacts quickly and easily though. But if nothing happens and things are fine then he's really chill. He's just going to whine that he's bored.

"[Name], entertain me." He says, resting lazily on his throne.

"Shouldn't it be the opposite ?" You cock an eyebrow.

"I'm the captain, I decide what makes sense and what doesn't. Entertain me."

"Okay."

He slowly learns to relax around you, but still refuses to be vulnerable. He doesn't want to be soft like some pirates he knew. But he's already soft, he just doesn't know it. Blissfully unaware.

You already have a lot of power on him though and he hates it. You could briefly mention you want to sail away and he's already preparing the Big Top for departure because he, oh, so conveniently got bored of that island.

You have all his attention and he's not a fan of it. He used to care only for treasures now it's you and treasures. He doesn't know which one to put first. Some days it's treasures and as soon as he sees you, boom, you're on top. Why do you do that ?

He thinks he's slick at hiding his feelings, but he's not. Everyone has noticed that you have his attention, and they often ask you to deliver him the bad news.

Here how it goes with someone else :

"What !?" He yells and grabs them by the collar, raising them in the air a bit. "Full of toys you say !?"

"Y- yes captain."

"You're the one that brought me that map and you couldn't tell it was a children's map !?" He begins to shake them still yelling in their face.

"I'm sorry, captain !" They yell in distress. Clearly they should've asked you to deliver the news.

Here how it goes with you :

"What !?" He yells, hands flying to grab your collar and you shrug. "The chest was full of toys !? Not even gold !?"

"Nope. Not even one Berry."

What follows is his inaudible grumbling as he stomps around angrily almost like a child throwing a tantrum. He might kick something, hurting his foot in the process.

"Here, here." You grab his hands, still on your collar, gently patting them.

At some point it's only you who's bringing the bad news and he wonders why. You're always smiling when you tell him the worst things and he thinks it's because you enjoy it. You do but it's mainly because you find it funny how the others have clocked him.

You're the captain's favorite and they know it.

Don't expect him to make the first step. He could spend his whole life yearning for you and doing nothing about it. Only drunk he might do something but as soon as he's sober he's running away. What he says when drunk is quite unintelligible anyway. Half mumbled nonsense then yelling something totally unrelated.

So when you made the first step his mind was blank.

God. God. God. God. God. God. God. Go- what the fuuuuuck. Huh ? Huh ? Huh ? Huh ?

You must mistake him with someone else. Because who could have romantic feelings for him ? Ahah.

Oh, you really mean him ?

He's blushing. Heart pounding, trying to escape. He can't move. In his mind he's doing things.

He finally reacts when you caress his cheek. He's leaning in quickly to steal a kiss from your lips. His heart is still jumping around, and for a moment, he wonders if he did the right thing because he just kissed you, and that's a big thing. But he sees your smile and calms down just a bit.

[heyftinally]

ARE YOU LOOKING FOR

THIS MOTHERFUCKER?!

BECAUSE I SURE AS SHIT WAS

So because I couldn't find a straight answer ANYWHERE, now that I've found it I'm making you all a step by step mobile tutorial

(Region locked to the USA, international friend you'll need a VPN :/ sorry)

STEP ONE:

Find THIS BITCH who I couldn't find with a MAP.

STEP TWO:

Badges. Tap Claim. You probably know where this is going.

STEP THREE:

Tap that, boom goes the dynamite.

You can claim up to 50, for the record, but fair warning the "claim for free" button sends you to your blog, so it's a little extra tedious. I still did it, though, and it took, like, 5min or less.

[jboy44]

Adrian has been at beacon for a few weeks. His father jaune has been caring for him as his mothers needed a free sitter for a few months.

Today jaune walked out shaking his messy hair which is in ponytail, beard on his face , in a tank top showing muscles, and shorts that read dad bod down the leg.

Weiss "....😱😱😱🥰🥰🥰🤭🤭🤭🤭🥴 I am an idiot 😭😭😭😭😭😭😭

Ruby wiggling her butt " blonde single dad beard, ever fiber of my being is screaming to make Adrian a sibling." Is losing war against rose instincts

Blake " 😻😻 meow

Yang "........what did my sister say?🤯🤯🤯🤯🤯😰😰😰😰😰💔💔💔💔💔....i mean agreed ...how is p-money handling this?

Ren " shes not

Nora " she is in nurses office

Pyrrha in bed a blood bag, water bag, and medical bag hooked to her.

Goodwitch ".....I have never seen someone almost due from slapping there skittle before."

Pyrrha " .....you dont know what I am dealing with woman. Its not even touch he walk by and boom goes the dynamite."

Velvet in next bed over " I hear you sister."

( add too if you share)

[bitchypuppystarlight]

I am so glad there are others out there who recognize that Belly was in fact emotionally cheating on Jeremiah and used him for their entire relationship and yes, i'm including their friendship as well.

I love the attitude that because Jeremiah doesn't brood and behave like a general dick to others that means his pain isn't real and he's not suffering too.

The only thing I will say is that at least in the show it doesn't feel like Belly is doing things deliberately. I do get the sense that this Belly (at this stage in the show) loves Jeremiah (not in love) and is starting to realize she is attracted to him.

That might be down to the chemistry, i don't know.

I keep reading how people are upset with the way Jeremiah is treated on the show and I just wanna say, welcome to a series where the author was such a stan of her other male lead that she destroyed Jere in the process and always intended to. He was imagined and written to be a pawn in her grand plans of happily ever after for Conrad and Belly and it's been obvious since the beginning. Wattpad at its best.

It was always gonna be a shit show because the story is simply bad in the first place and the way the general audience is reacting? I like.

Btw who in real life would go for the guy who plays with your feelings, leads you on, lies to everybody for months? The only reason Conrad stans forgive him is because he's broody and mysterious when in real life they'd be bashing him on every social they have. I'm glad the show being brought to television is making many people realize this though. Can't believe in 2023 we're still telling teenage girls that it's okay to be lied to and played with because you've had a crush on someone your whole life or because he's hot and you don't deserve better but that's just me.

Oh and the hypocrisy of hating on Jere because he SPOILERS kisses a rando when they're on a break while Belly is emotionally cheating on him their whole relationship is chef's kiss but nobody's ready to talk about it are they? Mh.

[beansprean]

Aaaand boom goes the dynamite. This business was definitely unfinished.

My Familiar’s Ghost part 31

Masterpost

(ID in alt and under cut)

ID: 1a. Close up on Nandor looking nervous and a bit flushed, twisting his fingers together anxiously. He glances to the side and says, “Guillermo, the weather is getting very bad, perhaps-“ 1b. Full body of Guillermo in profile, slumped forward over his lap with his elbows on his knees and his face buried in his hands. Black wraith scraps arc and swell around him in the shape of a hood. He interrupts Nandor and continues, “I don’t want to keep hurting you. But it seems like I’m destined to, whether I’m human or vampire or ghost or wraith… Whether I stay, or…” 1c. Close up again on Nandor, fully turning his head away in sad resignation as Guillermo continues from the previous panel: “whether I leave.”

2a. Close up of Guillermo from the front as he looks up from his hands, expression crumpled. Offscreen, Nandor asks "So why not stay, then? If it is the same either way." 2b. Close up on Nandor's hands, fingers anxiously twisting and untwisting. Offscreen, Guillermo replies, "That's what I'm trying to do." 2c. Waist up of Guillermo from a low angle, looking down at his hands which hover palm up at chest level. Expression agonized, he continues, "But I'm not really me. I'm a...reflection. The real me is out there, somewhere, and I'm staying further and further away from him every day. I don't want you to remember me like that.

3a. Close up of Nandor, staring at Guillermo with brows furrowed. Shakily, he murmurs, "Guillermo, what..." Offscreen, Guillermo continues, "That's why I have to do this. So we can both move on." 3b. Repeat. Nandor jerks forward, eyes widening in panic, and says "I do not like how cryptic you are being right now!" 3c. Extreme close up of Guillermo's mouth and chin as he sets his jaw, lifts his head, and inhales deeply in preparation.

4. Shot of the sky, heavily clouded and dark, rain coming down in sheets and lightning striking down from every angle. In the center, there is a lone speech bubble that says "I love you." /end ID

[incorrectmlpstudentsixquotes]

Sandbar: Smolder, you’re smiling! Who did you beat up?

Smolder: Pushing aside the obvious insult, I’m just watching some old home movies of me and my old friend back in the Dragon Lands.

Sandbar: Aw, little Smolder! That your friend? How long were you two together?

Smolder: Well, we kind of fell out of touch when I moved to Equestria and what the fuck do you mean ‘together’?

Sandbar: Girl, be reasonable. I have literally never seen you happier or down-badder.

Smolder: We were children!

Sandbar: You have a lot of internalized homophobia, have you ever considered therapy?

Smolder: Fuck you to death!

Sandbar: Gonna go with ‘no’ then…

Smolder: (snaps fingers) Gallus! Manifest!

Gallus: It’s ya boi.

Smolder: What is the impression you get from this?!

Gallus: It is giving ‘Sweet Blue Flowers’.

Smolder: Fuck off, there is no way you’ve seen ‘Sweet Blue Flowers’!

Gallus: She’s so self-conscious about her queerness.

Sandbar: It’s that small-community oppression.

Gallus: Poor girl, June can’t come fast enough.

Smolder: Twist this narrative any way you want, we were not gay!

Sandbar: I mean, say what you want about you, but your friend? Wait for it, wait for it…

(Little Smolder in the video wraps an arm around her friend’s shoulder, making her blush)

Sandbar: And boom goes the dynamite!

Smolder: Wait… Reall-? No! Hang on, wait, no!!

Sandbar: Girl, you got the gaydar of a bat.

Gallus: You really fumbled that, moving to Equestria.

Sandbar: Right at the end zone, too.

Gallus: We could have gotten that Smolder, instead we got this one.

Sandbar: A crone.

Gallus: A spinster.

Sandbar: An old maid.

Gallus: A crabby prude.

Sandbar: A gayless gay.

Smolder: Okay, that’s it! I am leaving this room before I commit a homicide!

Ocellus: (bumping into Smolder) Oh, excuse me, Smolder.

Smolder: (blushing) Ocellus! Sorry, after you.

Ocellus: Thank you.

Smolder: Y-Yeah…

Gallus: 😏

Sandbar: 😏

Smolder: …. YOU BOTH SUCK!!

[photosyn]

Siiiiiigh

CRIES

I HAVNT POSTED IN TWO DAYS FUCK SCHOOL

[slamminslamminmcgill]

got silly goofy high and had an epiphany 😌 (had this cookin in my drafts for weeks yk how it be)

warning: breeding kink, piss kink, spit kink, intox, degradation/slurs

anatomical terms: pussy/cunt, t-dick

“Oh, god, you feel so good… Feels so fucking good, you little whore… You do this often? Spreading your legs for any old man who buys you a drink? Betcha have some real daddy issues, don’tcha, boy?”

Lalo grabbed your chin and spat in your face as he fucked you up against the bathroom stall.

“Slut.”

In response, you reached out and pulled him in closer, sobbing with pleasure into his shoulders. You squeezed him as tight as you could, inside and out. Your chests pressed together as your vice of a cunt milked him dry.

Lalo growled, stabbing his coke nails into your hips and viciously thrusting into you, his balls slapping into your t-dick, the two of you jiggling the flimsy lock on the stall that threatened to give way. “Oh, te pinche putito… Ngh, voy a venir… Voy a venir dentro de tí… Voy a llenarte y poner un pinche bebé en tí, joto… Mmm, te vas a estar tan lleno… Tan lleno de mi leche… (Oh, you little fucking slut… Ngh, I’m gonna cum… I’m gonna cum inside you… Gonna fill you up and put a fucking baby in you, faggot… Mmm, you’re gonna be so full… So full of my cum…)”

You had no clue what he was saying, but it sounded fucking hot. He wasn’t talking to you, moreso at you. This wasn’t a balanced exchange; you were just a hole, one of many he could’ve picked to empty himself in. Your limp body dangled in his arms as he used it, a lifeless sex doll for his sole pleasure. He jerked himself off with your pussy until he came with a loud-

“Fuck!”

And boom goes the dynamite. His hot cum spurted inside you, filling you up just like he said he would. As he flooded your hole, both of your brains flooded with dopamine. That physical satisfaction came alongside mental gratification, reinforcing this debauched behavior. You’d surely seek it out again.

Lalo laughed in delight as the relief washed over him. “Oh… Hah… Haha… Phew, you’re incredible, kid. Best fuck I’ve had in a really long time.” He swept your hair out of your face and tenderly kissed you on the forehead. “I’m gonna pull out now, okay?”

“Nonononono, keep it…” you whined, your limbs locking around his back, “K-Keep it iiin…”

“Aww, you’re precious, honey…” He cooed, peppering kisses along your neck. “But I have to piss, so I kinda have to take it out…”

For some stupid reason, maybe it was the cocktail of substances and the myriad levels of pleasure you were dealing with, or maybe just the immaturity of “haha piss funny”, you started snickering. A lot.

”Oh?” Lalo inquired, “What’s so funny, chiquito?”

The haze of goofy laughter dissipated, and what cast it away was the bright light of an idea. A sick, sinful, salacious idea. “Do you… Do you have to take it out?”

That made Lalo snort. He chuckled, shook his head, and replied, “Oh my god, no. No, baby, you don’t want that. I can’t do that to you… You’re too cute for that…”

You mewled with disappointment, hiding your face in his neck out of shame and praying to whatever god may be that you didn’t make this weird.

Lalo sweetly stroked your hair and sighed. “Look at me.” He commanded, snapping his fingers and you obeyed, picking your face up from the shadows. “You really want it?”

You nodded, your big puppy dog eyes bulging with need.

“Say please.”

“P-Please…”

“Please, who?”

Shit, what was this guy’s name again? He definitely told you… Oh, yeah. “Lalo… P-Please, Lalo…”

“Please, Lalo, what?

Oh, god, he was gonna make you say it? Beg for it, even? …Eh, whatever. Fuck it. “P-Please, Lalo… P-Pee inside me…”

“Good boy.” Lalo pressed his lips to yours. “I will, since you asked so nicely.”

For a few moments, everything was still. Nothing outside the bathroom stall existed, let alone mattered to you right now. All that mattered was Lalo’s cock throbbing inside you. You waited, and waited, you weren’t sure for what. Then, the signal came.

Lalo grunted, “Here it comes, baby.”

And so it did. The most prominent sensation was the intense heat pooling inside your debased hole, filling up what little space there was around his cock. You squirmed and squeaked, gripping his floral shirt in your fists.

“Fuuuck, Lalooo… so waaarm…”

“I know, right?” Lalo dotted more wet kisses along your jaw and neck. “You like it?”

“Mhmmm…”

“Good boy…” He praised, petting your hair while he pissed inside your pussy. You were so full. It was so hot. The pressure was becoming too much to bear. “I’m almost done, honey. You’re taking it so well. You ever do this before?”

You shook your head. “N-No…”

“Well, get ready. It’s about to get even better.”

You were left pondering the meaning of that remark for maybe a second, until his still-hard cock slid halfway out of your hole. His hot piss gushed out and splashed onto the floor. The release of pressure and heat felt like nothing you had ever experienced. You trembled, moaned, and drooled as he slammed his cock back in, picking up where he’d left off: fucking you stupid.

Lalo hissed obscenities in your ear as he fucked you with renewed vigor. “Ngh, qué asco… No creo… No creo que me dejaste hacer eso… Ahh, Acabo de mear en tu chocho, te pinche puto estúpido… Qué un… Mmm, qué un cerdito sucio que eres… (Ngh, so gross… I can’t… I can’t believe you let me do that… Ahh, I just pissed in your cunt, you stupid fucking whore… What a… Mmm, what a dirty little piggy you are…)”

Dripping with piss and cum, you spared a thought for the janitor who’d have to clean this stall later. Hopefully, they wouldn’t know it was you.