#booper buddy!!

[notholaenas]

<3<3<3

☺️✨✨

[iisbirb]

Help, what's a super boop 😭

If your on Moblie, hold down the boop button until it spins/if your on computer hover your cursor over the boop button until it spins then you can super boop someone >:)

[artificerstimetable]

gahven

SAW A POST SHITTY DRAW THIS >,))((

[thecreativemillennial]

Today marks the 64th anniversary of the day the music died, on which 3 rock and roll musicians,buddy Holly, ritchie valens and j.p. Richardson aka the big booper were tragically killed in a plane crash, along with the pilot, in clear lake, iowa

[monkeyssalad-blog]

Winter Dance Party by Custom_Cab Via Flickr:

[julio-viernes]

Chuck Berry y Alan Freed jalean a Ritchie Valens en "Ooh! My Head" en la película "Go, Johnny, Go!" (1959). Básicamente es el "Ooh' My Soul" de Little Richard de 1958 con otra letra diferente en homenaje al rock and roll. Fue la cara A de uno de sus singles en 1959, no me atrevo a decir que número porque es un poco lioso.

Más carreras truncadas tempranamente, en el caso de Valens demasiado. The Big Bopper tenía 28 años, Buddy Holly 22 años. Ritchie Valens sólo 17 años cuando murió el 3 de febrero de 1959 en el famoso accidente de avioneta de Clear Lake, Iowa.

[eepy-august]

I LOVE IT THANK YOU

perhaps a scott doodle for lil ole ms? bats my eyes at you

*throws this through your window*

:3

[toasttt11]

15. ✨🥺💃🏎️🔪

for every emoji you get, tag someone and describe them in one word.

✨ @luke-hughes43 never stops reading my mind

🥺 @quinnylouhughesx43 my favorite booper

💃 @sunflower-lilac42 she’s a ball of sunshine

🏎️ @faithsotherhouseofchaos formula one buddy :)

🔪 @thedevilrisen no explanation needed.

[sewersewersewercouch]

okay this is super-booper late but. "Top of My School" by Katherine Lynn-Rose and Norma. why? just trust me, bro (gender neutral)

she's good she's normal! (I know you can't really read the text but it's in alt)

also there is no late! time is a construct there is only asking your silly online buddies to draw your silly brain guys (I don't actually know if we're buddies. you're on anon so I don't know who you are. I hope we are though)

[britneyshakespeare]

anyone who wants to use this post to signal boop, feel free. u can reblog or comment and i'll tag u in a reblog. i broke my boop-o-meter and i'd like to use my wealth and privilege to give back to the community.

this is a public service announcement that if you are reading this you must boop @shecomesincolors

[voidicbismuth]

I know what’s going on here. I know what’s going on here. Okay? I do. And if you want me to wander backstage to spill the boops... I’m the only one out of the boop loop, it would seem... and if we check my boop total here— I don’t NEED to walk to the counter, because I know what it is. It’s a big ol’ KITTEN, GANG. It’s a FAT BOP. HELLO!! A little LATE ADDITION to the numerical symbol chart brought to us from our friends in Booprabia, a little bit of trivia that I happen to know about the history of Booping. That kind of little tidbit would serve me well in most April fools booping scenarios, unless it had been RIGGED FROM THE BEGINNING! Oh, I’ve only just BEGUN to pull the thread on this sweater, friends. You would THINK in a website where there is only ONE thing to do on April Fool's, that one would STUMBLE INTO the boop button every so often, wouldn’t you? In fact, the probability of NEVER booping whilst scrolling is a STATISTICAL WONDER, and yet, HERE WE ARE. Introduced at the top of the day as a B.O.O.P., what do you think that means? Icarus, booping too close to the sun. But it seems Daedalus, our little master crafter over here, had some wax boopers of his own, didn’t he? Wanted to see his son be booped. Fall from the sky. Oh, how CLOSE TO THE BOOPS he flew! Well I’m NOT HAVING IT. I solved your labyrinth, puzzle master! The minotaur‘s escaped and you’re gonna get the horns, buddy! I CANNOT BE BOOPED!

[ask-richard-jackdaw]

*Tries to boop your ghostly nose, but... fails? Waddles confused away.*

Richard watches, amused, as the booper waddles closer and closer. The ghost glides to sit on the floor so it's easier for the booper to reach him: the boy has a feeling the booper isn't too tall based on all the waddling it's been doing. Richard doesn't feel the touch per se; rather, a warm feeling that only live beings can emit passes through. Richard smiles softly, sadly, solemnly.

"There, there, little buddy. You don't want to be in a hurry to boop me."

[gregarnott]

Big Booper, Richie Valens & Buddy Holly, 1959

[mannytoodope]

It has been 60 years since three of the top rock and roll musicians at the time Buddy Holly, Ritchie Valens, and J.P. “ The Big Bopper” Richardson were killed in a plane crash together with their pilot Roger Peterson. The event later became known as “ The Day the Music Died”, after sing-songwriter Don McLean referred to in his popular song “American Pie”. These have had a lasting impression on music for many years and their music has been featured in films, songs, and pop culture. The three artists were doing amazing things in music at the time of their deaths. The three musicians have inspired other artists and they are missed and treasured by family and fans.

[stargate365]

[SGA] 1.09: Home

Mist. Mist everywhere.

Did Rodney the hypochondriac just do what I think he did!

Well that’s a lot of energy.

I just realised Pegasus gates have blue chevrons and dhd boopers instead of the normal orange

Rodney is annoyed by people questioning his smarts

This is gonna be a weird ep, I can feel it.

John and his book amuse me.

It’s decided. I need more than just five seasons of John Sheppard being floppy like a collie dog.

Erm... guys... what are you doing??

Can’t you send somebody else??

Oh hai Walter!

Yeah, the IOA can fuck off thanks.

Knowing you could do something and choosing to step aside is as bad as actively saying “here, help yo self me wraith.”

This is beyond weird... John is puffing up like a puppy fresh out of the bath.

What’s wrong with Teyla’s threads John?

Nice car Liz... where’s you get it.

This Simon is way more forgiving than mine would be if I ran off to another galaxy without telling him. 🤨 @creativebythesea

Poor Rodney. Oh ewww. Do not eat that!!

Liz has a dog??

But also, yes John, I agree. Something does feel off.

Love Rodney’s shirt.

Rodney is waffling... please dumb it down for me darling... oh... okay.

Okay, this is confusing me now... everybody seems so bipolar?

Johns house seems weird... wasn’t he in Antarctica?? And on a Majors salary...?

John sounds like Ariel just then... I’m having Little Mermaid flashbacks.

Why do both Liz and John think the other is back on Atlantis.

Okay, now I know they’re just having a weird pot dream or something.

Where did all these people in his house come from??

Record scratching to a stop... his buddies are dead? And the laws of physics “just flew out the window”.

“You shot me!” “You’re already dead!”

Well damn... John is Not Happy. Don’t blame him.

Okay, so we never left Pegasus. That’s alright... but I’m not okay with this whole trapped in you’re own minds thing...

“We are the Mist” well that’s... unusual...

“So none of this is real... of course, the cute brunette. I should have known.” Poor Rodney.

“The dead people were a bit of a give away.” “Dead people? What were you doing?”

And now we all dissolve??

Oh, no, we’re waking up.

[stevenrogers5-blog]

Brother

Summary: Your brother was being deployed and you were pretty torn up about it. But thanks to your amazing life long friend Peter and smart brother, your brother was able to surprise you with a sweet gift.

Warnings: I think bad words. Other than that, cute stuff! 

A/N: I wrote this for a very very best friend of mine. She is going to be going/ is going through a lot right now. Although she may cry, i hope this brings a smile and a warm feeling to her day. Love you lots Sophie!! And i love you guys! Two Peters in one day?! What is this?! 

You were sitting on the end of your bed as you flipped through the scrapbook of family pictures. Your older brother was being deployed with the Air Force. And even though you were an Avenger and would probably see him on the field, your heart still throbbed knowing you couldn’t call him everyday. You couldn’t go get a coffee and catch up, you couldn’t have your weekend dinners, or early morning runs. He was your partner in crime and he was gonna be gone for too long.

The air pouring from your fan hits your now wet skin, making you aware of the tears that were slipping the sadness away. You touch the picture of you two standing there in your halloween costumes from way back in the time. You smile slightly then flip the next page and a huge blast from the past appears as Peter’s, Yours, and your brother’s faces appear. You laugh a little as your chocolate covered smiles shine bright.

“Oh god, i will never forget that day,” Peter says from the door frame. You turn to look at him, causing his smile to slightly fade. He gives you a heart warming smile now as he walks towards you. He sits down right next to you and wraps his arms around you.

“I miss him so much…” You mumble as you feel your tears threaten to escape once again. He squeezes you tighter, sending all of his love into your body.

“And he misses you soo much.” Peter mumbles back. You slowly let Peter go, wiping away your tears.

“Did my brother ever tell you anything about me?” you ask, causing Peter to get a super confused look. “You two would lock yourselfs in his room for hours. You guys were practically brothers. I didn’t know if he ever said anything about me…. Like was he super proud of me for using my ability for good?” Peter’s features softened as a smile spreads across his face.

“Follow.” He stands up and reaches his hand out to you. You get up and take his hand, following him as he takes you to his room. Peter pushes his door open and leads you to the end of his bed. “Sit.” You do as he says, taking a seat as he goes searching through a few boxes.

“Y/N, he was sooo proud of you. He couldn’t praise you enough! He was your number one fan. He thought you were awesome!” Peter exclaims as he finally pulls out an unfamiliar photo album. He walks back over to you and plops down, opening the front page.

“He thought i was awesome? My brother?” You ask, giving Peter a super confused look.

“Definitely.” He said, he points to the picture of you. He hands you a tissue box and continues on. “He said there was nothing like your smile. It was sorta subtle, and perfect, and real. He said that you never truly believed in yourself like you should have. But your smile made him believe in himself. Every Time you got excited about him being promoted or just losing those last 5 pounds, your smile is what got him through it all.” You both look at the picture he took of your smile, causing a smile to come across your faces.

“I was so proud of him the day he told me he got into the Air Force. I still am so proud of him..” You trail off as you grab for a tissue. Peter half smiles as he flips the page, exposing a picture of you writing on your pants, clearly unaware of your brother taking a picture of you.

“He knew the moment you were bored and had a pen in your hand, your pants were gonna become a beautiful canvas.” Peter says as your attention shifts to the picture next to it of your pants colored all over and your hand trying to push your brother away. You smile as the memory comes back to you. Another tear slips, this one being different than the rest. It was a happy tear. Peter flips the page, another picture of you appearing, this one is of you at a coffee shop. You are writing in some magazine, concentrating very hard.

“He noticed that you still filled out those teeny booper quizzes even when you became adult. He kept this all inside because he couldn't find the right words to say that would let you know that you deserved the world and more. But he would always say that if he could tell you, tell you everything he saw. He would tell you that you are the most important person to him. Though we will be millions of miles apart, he still wouldn’t even know how he would start..” Peter explains, your attention once again going back to the picture on the other page. This time it was a picture of you smiling, the pen and magazine still in your hands.

“Did he say anything else?” You ask, wiping the tears as you guys turn the page once again.

“He thought it was pretty cool that you were an Avenger. He thought it was sooo cool that you could be standing for moment and just floating the next! ” Peter says, you guys are looking at a picture of you smiling and flying in front of the Avenger Tower. You laugh slightly as you guys look at the second picture. You were dancing to some rhythm in your head, once again in front of the tower. “He always wondered how you could just dance around like no one was watching. How you had the ability to make everyone else in the area drop everything and just lose themselves. But he still kept it all to himself. If he could tell you, tell you everything he saw.”

“But we are a million miles apart..” You trail off, the tears still flowing.

“If he could tell you everything..” Peter says once again.

“I just seemed like he was so far away…” You mumble.

“He loved you so much Y/N. You were the only person he ever truly believed in. He wanted you to be happy and he knew you were happy.” Peter says, flipping to the last page before the empty ones started. It was a picture of you and your brother, both in your uniforms. The lump in your throat grew tens times bigger, causing your breath to be stilled. The picture seemed like yesterday. He had gotten his uniform and wanted a picture with you two in your cool uniforms.

You smiled, the happy tears once again showing up. No matter how much you wiped them away, they kept flowing.

“He knew you were a badass. He was so proud of you…. Here,” Peter closes the photo album. “He wanted me to give this to you when you needed it. I think you need it.” You smile as you take it from him.

“Thank you.” You say. He smiles back and then stands up.

“I have to go train, but please call me when you need someone. I am here for you.” Peter says, grabbing his gym bag. You nod your head and get up off of his bed. You both leave his room, going in opposite directions.

It was later in the evening and you finally reopened the photo album of you and your brother. You take a few breathes as the memories from each picture came to life in your brain. You smile and shed a few tears for each. You finally reached the picture of you and your brother in your uniforms. You smile once again, turning the page. A slip of paper falls out and lands just off to the side. You reach down and give it a questioning look. You unfold it slowly and your brothers hand writing appears in front of you. You hold your breath as you start to read the letter.

Dear Y/N

Oh god, i do not know where to start. I love you so much and i miss you just as much, maybe even more. By now Peter has shown you my private photo album or you just went snooping. Not surprised, Peter is a terrible hider.

You laugh out, causing a smile to spread widely across your face.

I hope you laughed at that. God, i am so proud of you! You are the bravest person i have ever met. Your ability to be calm in stressful situations is just breathtaking. You are seriously the coolest person i will ever know! You are also the kindest person i know. Even if you were having a shitty day, you still made sure i was having the best day ever. You are also the strongest person i know. You became an Avenger! You stepped out your comfort zone and have accomplished so much because of that!

Now, I could talk and talk and talk about every amazing part of you. You were my biggest inspiration and your younger than i am. Remember that, you are younger than me so you still have to listen to me!

Now i know i will not be there to be your coffee buddy for a while, or weekend take out buddy, or your early run buddy. But i am still your buddy in your heart, mind, and soul. I am sorry if i have made you cry by now, trust me, i am. Now the blank pages of the album are for you to fill. Fill them with the great adventures you will have with the Avengers and with Peter. Adventure your little heart out. I can’t wait to come back and hear and see all of it. I love you to the moon and back, Kid.

Much love,

Your Brother

You smile to yourself, your heart warm. He was your number one supporter and you wouldn’t have it any other way.

“If i could have picked my brother, i still would have picked you.” - Unknown.