#ocean city boardwalk

[eurigmorgan]

Maybe my best photo. She stood with her baby an island in the stream. In a old-fashioned dress. Under a heavenly light.

If it wasn't for the shadow she cast, I would have sworn she was an apparition. I did not notice her when I took the picture. Only when I transferred the pictures later

[sohannabarberaesque]

Boardwalk Notebook from the Ocean City Springfest Character Convocation

Somehow, Penelope Pitstop couldn't help but notice at least one ice cream stand on the Ocean City Boardwalk offering frozen yoghurt smoothies "just to keep these good looks obvious," though she admitted to several visitors in meet-ups that yo-yo dieting isn't good for herself or her body image.

Magilla the Chivalrous: On Saturday and Sunday afternoons, Magilla Gorilla "himself," something of a banana addict himself, could be seen passing around frozen chocolate bananas to Springfest visitors. "Frozen, true--but they're the real thing!" (Though he did admit a fondness as well for the beach life, not to mention being one with the Peter Potamus dive troupe.)

Speaking of Peter Potamus, we understand that the Character Convocation was occasion enough to call his divers together and announce a rebranding: In recognition of his Magic Balloon, the heretofore Peter Potamus Travelling SCUBA Par-tay will now become "Peter Potamus' Magic Divers," hoping to share the magic and wonder of the diving experience all the more. And not just SCUBA; snorkelling is also bound to come into the foci. Even then, Peter and the dive crew's members could be seen in walkabout discussing diving experiences with Springfest visitors, and even auctioning off for diving-related charities a substantial autographed group picture of the Magic Divers taken underwater off Catalina Island a few years back.

The big culinary draws on the Ocean City Boardwalk happen to include Maryland crab cakes, Delmarva fried chicken, freshly-cut French fries, even frozen custard. No wonder Shaggy and Scooby-Doo couldn't resist their fill ... or even Yogi Bear, as if being the Jellystone Park delegate to the Character Convocations wasn't good enough or embarrassing. For the Hair Bear Bunch, tanking up on freshly-grilled hamburger ahead of bear mating season was their Boardwalk distraction (right down to the grilled onion, as at least one visitor spending some time with Square Bear observed during a brief conversation and selfie opportunity).

So much for wolves being general nuisances: Loopy DeLoop, Hokey Wolf and Mildew Wolf, breakout stars of Peter Potamus' Magic Divers in their own way, managed to find conversation galore with a number of Boardwalk fans--in particular Loopy DeLoop, ever trying to challenge negative attitudes towards wolves and always getting the short end of the stick. And with at least one French-fry stand offering poutine among its offerings, "ze good wolf" (as Loopy explains it in his Quebecoise accent) treated several fans to poutine, in a majority of such introducing them to the Canadian snack sensation.

And who could forget the Divin' Wolf Pups, none other than Bon-Bon (Loopy's nephew) and Ding-a-Ling (Hokey Wolf's biggest supporter), signing autographs and encouraging young divers from a picnic table close to a Boardwalk hamburger joint? Several were even asking if the two used their tails underwater, prompting Ding-a-Ling to remark that such "are not there for show; on occasion, such can help us reach the bottom faster, as if weight belts weren't good enough!"

Huckleberry Hound and Snagglepuss couldn't be more enthused by where Old Bay Seasoning, a popular Maryland table and cooking seasoning, was being used at one French-fry stand to season their fries. "Seems Marylanders must be gung-ho for Old Bay," Huckleberry remarked, prompting Snagglepuss to head to a gift shop specialist in Maryland-made souvenirs (both practical and tacky) to buy two cans of Old Bay for table seasoning on an upcoming motorhome road trip with a few close buddies. (The name, incidentally, comes from the Old Bay Seafood House, a since-closed eatery on Baltimore's Light Street close to the onetime terminal for the Old Bay Line's steamers to Norfolk back in the day.)

Obviously, Ocean City's Boardwalk is no place for boots such as the Cattanooga Cats are fond of wearing (Country with more cowboyish wear, Kitty Jo fond of go-go boots), prompting band members to wear slip-in sandals or espadrilles on the Boardwalk during meet-and-greet sessions thereon. Fans seemed not to take much note, though one fan asked Scoots over a Delmarva fried chicken dinner about the time he dove into a river by way of the Magic Crayon; his response was "I just seem to be a diving sort of cat more than anything."

So why were the crowds fascinated about The Great Grape Ape straddling the Ocean City Boardwalk at its northern (27th Street) gateway? You probably wouldn't be interested.

Champion Eaters Department: Big H, from The King's crew, downing no less than 39 fried crab cakes in ten minutes, with two litres of lemonade washing all down ... the Hair Bears managing to split a large bucket of French fries (seasoned with Old Bay, know) and not leave much wasted (even several fans were stunned) ... Super Snooper and Blabbermouse managing to find some hot coffee even around midnight, just as city cleaning crews were starting to get through the day's mess ... and Ruff and Reddy just being content to share some Philadelphia-style pizza as the sun was setting over the Inlet.

The Inevitable Tom and Jerry Item: It was bound to ensue that Tom ran into overly warm sand on Ocean City's beaches during the inevitable chase with Jerry, with the inevitable screaming in agony on Tom's part ... only to find Jerry drifting along the shore in a discarded Crocs sandal as Tom's hindpaws found comfort in the Atlantic's waters to the extent that he forgot what the rationale was.And at least four beachgoers complaining of sand getting kicked into their eyes from Tom's running.

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Anniversary Present (Oneshot)

My Writing Masterpost

Warnings: slight dubcon, manipulation, minor character death, blood, past stalking

“I’m hungry,” complained Victor. 

Henry glanced at the vampire, then into his side mirror. “I’m driving.”

“So pull over.”

“I can’t,” he protested. “There’s no place to park.” They had circled the lot once already, but there were no spots. If Victor hadn’t insisted on spending the weekend at the beach of all places, this wouldn’t have happened.

“It’s a Friday evening on a holiday,” he explained. “It’ll be a while.” Victor grumbled, but at least he seemed placated. 

It had been three years since Victor ‘claimed’ him like some sort of stalker, and Henry hadn’t been able to shake him. Now he was stuck with Victor, and sometimes he could fool himself into normalcy. Like some kind of fucked-up sitcom. See the vampire and his unwilling roommate, every evening at 7pm on FOX! Or something. Henry didn’t watch cable.

“Look,” said Victor, “there’s a spot.”

“Finally,” groaned Henry. Another car came down the aisle, and he put on the turn signal and waited for them to pass so he could pull in. But instead, the BMW swerved into the spot, nearly dinging him in the process. Asshole.

Victor hissed. 

“Don’t,” Henry said. “It’s literally okay.” 

Victor sighed. “Fine.” 

Eventually, they found a spot in another lot, but there was a fee. Henry grumbled as Victor drank an evening snack from him. What a jerk, and of course it was a BMW. Brand new, too. Henry thought of his 20 year old beater and tried not to be jealous.

Whatever.

Victor had made reservations to a nice restaurant on the boardwalk for the two of them, which was hilarious. Victor could eat human food, it just did nothing for him except taste good. He was always dragging Henry to fancy places.

The perks of having a rich vampire eat off him, he supposed.

Victor disappeared after paying for dinner, with a promise to meet him at the rental later. Typical. 

But Henry had a little cash to burn, and the boardwalk was fun. He ate frozen custard (peanut butter and chocolate) and looked at ridiculously priced swimsuits on sale. He watched people come in and out of novelty stores, and got himself a box of saltwater taffy. It was nice, he thought, as a charming family went into the amusement park.

Of course, the downside to this little vacation was Victor. He was going to do something this weekend, he could feel it. 

Henry was a snack, a little amusement that Victor liked to keep under his thumb.

Henry hated when Victor dragged home a meal.

He shuddered, the warm night air suddenly suffocating. He took another bite of his frozen custard and told himself not to think about it.

He got to the rental house hours later (after somehow mixing up where he’d parked) and Victor was there as promised. 

“So,” said Victor, “there’s this cute little diner in town. We should go there for breakfast.” 

“Yeah, sure.”

Victor frowned. “What’s wrong?”

“Nothing, I guess. Just tired.” 

“Oh. Well, the bedroom on the right is yours. Goodnight.” Suspicious.

“‘Night.” The drive was pretty draining, so Henry fell asleep quickly.

___________________

Victor dragged him to the diner around nine. He looked a little funny dressed in pants and a hoodie in this weather, but it was sunny out and, well, vampire.

Henry woke up in a much better mood than yesterday. He ordered a short stack of blueberry pancakes with a side of sausage and it was divine.

Victor bid him a good day after breakfast and went to sleep. Henry took the opportunity to spend the rest of the day at the beach. It was a great weather out, and he swam in the ocean a couple times before making it back to the rental. He even splurged and got some barbeque from a place on the boardwalk for lunch.

But soon the sun would be down, and Victor would be hungry. He headed back to the rental house.

After the feeding, he was more worn out than usual. He hadn’t been on a vacation in a while, and he’d forgotten how tiring it was to relax. He went to sleep soon after.

___________________

“Henry. Hey, Henry!” Victor whispered. He groaned and sat up, rubbing the sleep from his eyes. 

“What?” Victor’s red eyes glowed down at him. Victor flashed him a toothy grin. He glanced at the clock. Midnight. And why could he smell pizza?

“I got you a present.” 

“Huh?” 

“Just come see!” Henry stumbled into the living room and flipped the switch.

“Oh my god!”

A guy was tied up and gagged in the middle of the floor. Pizza boxes sat on the table, with a bunch of booze and soda. The man made a frantic sound from behind the gag.

“What the fuck?” he said. Victor flopped on the couch. He titled his head and grinned.

“It’s the man who cut you off earlier. And I also got dinner and that novelty soda you like. The one that tastes like sour candy.”

“Yeah, I can see that.”

Fuck. Again? Victor had never been caught before, but this was insane. 

Why was his life like this? Ugh. Whatever.

He crossed the room and took a slice of pizza. It was amazingly good, actually. It really was true that the best New York style pizza was in New Jersey. He ignored Mr. BMW struggling against the ropes.

He twisted off the cap to the soda and some vodka. He was gonna need it. Henry turned back to the scene to see Victor teasing Mr. BMW. Muffled shouts came from behind the gag.

Henry knew how scary it was, seeing a vampire for the first time. But he couldn’t bring himself to care anymore. It was normal, now.

“I think he wants to say something,” grinned Victor. He plucked the gag from Mr. BMW.

“I- I’m so sorry,” he said, looking back and forth between them. “Please don’t kill me!” he sniffed. Henry shifted, uncomfortable.

“You’re not sorry,” snarled Victor, “You’re just sorry you got caught. Nobody gets to be an asshole to my human. Nobody.”

“It’s just a parking spot, Victor. Not a big deal.” Victor turned to him. He shrank back. 

“You don’t get to decide that,” he said. 

“What-”

“I’m making your life better. Remember that boss you hated? I took care of it. And now you don’t hate your job. This is for you, Henry.” He yanked the man’s hair, baring his neck. 

He sank his teeth into the man, drinking long and deep. Henry’s mind whirled. Had Victor really been killing off everyone who was mean to him? 

Victor finished, the man’s head lolling. 

“Look at him,” purred Victor, voice husky. “He’s still alive. Think he’ll chalk it up to a dream, or pass on to the next life?”

He came close, blood smeared over his mouth. He stepped right up to Henry, taking his chin in hand.

Henry whimpered.

“Don’t be scared,” cooed Victor against his lips. Victor kissed him, copper on his tongue. 

What was happening?

Victor pulled away, pupils blown. His cool hand came to rest on his ass.

“Victor-” he started, but for some reason he couldn’t, didn’t, pull away.

“You’re so beautiful,” he said. A curl of heat smoldered in Henry’s gut. “Three years,” continued Victor, “and I never told you that. Isn’t that strange?”

“Ye- yeah.” Victor pressed a kiss to his throat, mouthing up to just under his jaw.

“Wait-” he said, regaining himself. Victor paused, pulling away. “All those restaurants, all those presents, were- were they-”

“Dates? Yeah,” admitted Victor. “You needed a stronger hint.”

Fuck. He’d seen the way Victor looked at him, the way he waited in the car under a blanket for hours just for Henry to get off work. He thought it was just hunger, and it was, but it was more than that. And Victor was attractive, and mostly kind-

The dying man behind them groaned.

And it was too much. “I don’t want this,” he whispered. Victor stepped away, turning from him.

“Please,” said Henry, “I’m sorry-”

“No, you’re not,” said Victor. His heart sank. Victor was finally going to kill him. 

But then Victor turned, and he didn’t look mad at all. 

“It’s okay,” he said, stepping close again. And his eyes, they were so pretty now. So big and deep, and what was he thinking about? “You just need a little nudge.”

Oh yeah. 

Victor was attractive, and mostly kind, and took him to places he never could have afforded and-

He snorted. His life was already so goddamn weird.

“Sure, why not? It’s not like you’re going anywhere,” said Henry. “Might as well make the most of it.”

“Exactly what I was thinking,” agreed Victor. 

Victor kissed him again, and they fumbled their way to the couch. He wanted Victor, and he wanted him now, witness be damned.

The man was dying anyway.

___________________

Henry woke up the next morning in a great mood. Last night was just… incredible. It was so obvious, he couldn’t believe he missed it.

He snuggled back into Victor’s cool arms. 

Sure, it was fucked up, but who cared? Victor was hot and financially stable (aka rich as hell) and took care of him.

It just made sense.

Maybe he could get a nice car if he asked Victor.

___________________

He was a genius. Just a little nudge. Wasn’t even cheating, really. Charming never worked for so long.

Henry still had his personality the whole night, so it didn’t even count as Charming him. Just a tiny, itty bitty nudge, and his precious little human had finally given in to his wooing. They had a wonderful night of pizza, drinking, and sex. 

So good.

Draining that pesky little boyfriend four years ago had finally paid off. 

He was an asshole anyway.

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[slrmagazine]

Def Leppard, Nickelback, Mötley Crüe, Shinedown To Headline Inaugural Boardwalk Rock 2025

Def Leppard, Nickelback, Mötley Crüe, Shinedown To Headline Inaugural Boardwalk Rock 2025. #boardwalkrock @boardwalkrock

Def Leppard, Nickelback, Mötley Crüe, and Shinedown are set to headline the inaugural Boardwalk Rock, bringing some of the most legendary names in rock and roll to Ocean City, Maryland, May 17-18. From C3 Presents, producers of the beloved Oceans Calling and Country Calling festivals, and hosted by legendary radio personality Eddie Trunk, the two-day powerhouse lineup debuts with over 25 artists…

[ellaintrigue]

[s1nj1n]

[punkrockcockroach]

*off season vacation town blasts ominously in the background*

[l1ttlepup]

Day 24 of 25 days of moodboards

Ocean City Boardwalk

I went here a lot as a kid and it's such a corr memory of mine. I wanna go again but I have no way of that happening :<

Sorry for being so off of tumblr. As I said in another post I've been really sick but I feel better and I'm posting both today's and yesterday's moodboards :3

My requests are open so feel free to ask for one. I'll make stimboards and moodboards just clarify which one you want!!

[sohannabarberaesque]

Meanwhile, out in Ocean City, Maryland ...

With the Eastern Shore resort hosting Springfest last weekend, tagging along as unlikely guests were a contingent of many of your favourite Hanna-Barbera characters of the Funtastic persuasion, gathered for one of their more unique rituals: a Character Convocation.

No Laff-a-Lympics this; Ocean City Springfest may not have had a parade as part of the official celebration as opposed to arts-and-crafts shows and live music performances both on showcase and free stages near the Inlet on the south side of the resort, but for some reason or another, those master arrangers of these Convocations, Huckleberry Hound and Snagglepuss, manage to do exceptional work in this arena.

"Think of it this way," as That Oh-So-Merry, Chuckleberry explained at an impromptu symposium head near Ocean City's Boardwalk, "we're basically sharing common ground as much among ourselves as our fan base. After years of what you might call relative isolation and obscurity, Snagglepuss and I came up withthe idea one lazy Sunday afternoon back in 2016 or so."

Snagglepuss added, "Something came into my mind about the salad days of Fiesta Weekend in Truth or Consequences, New Mexico, back in Ralph Edwards' day ... bringing along some Hollywood talent emergent to an otherwise decaying hot-spring resort recognising how he changed the name of what had been Hot Springs, New Mexico in honour of the rather daffy game show he created for radio in 1940, and would later have success on television."

"Notably in daytime under Bob Barker," Huckleberry explained.

"With that in mind, then," Snagglepuss added, "we came up with this idea of as much having a reunion among ourselves as meeting with fans, bonding with them even! Soooo ... from Truth or Consequences, we've turned up at several of the more interesting festivals around the place," a roster including the Minneapolis Aquatennial, the Steamboat Springs Winter Carnival, Wo-Zha-Wa in Wisconsin Dells, America's longest-running 4th of July Parade in Bristol, Rhode Island, followed by the Moxie Festival in Lisbon, Maine--"

Prompting Huckleberry Hound to explain that "this here Moxie, that's a rather esoteric soda propular up in New England whose taste, as they say, you either love or hate ... as in medicinal," bringing laughs from attendees; Snagglepuss continued by noting where the Funtastic legion also turned up at Catalina Island's Avalon Harbour Underwater Cleanup (highlighted by Peter Potamus and Lippy the Lion uncovering an antique steel bedframe so disposed of by "parties unknown"), Mardi Gras in Mobile ("that being the first place in America where Mardi Gras was celebrated, I'll have you know"--Huckleberry Hound) and, most recently, the Lilac Festival on Michigan's Mackinac Island.

As for the merry melodions of a kind (The Banana Splits and the Cattanooga Cats, respectively), they may not have been able to get free-stage time during Springfest, but were able to secure slots in small-time coffeehouses off Ocean Parkway, one in particular being rather campy in its love of Maryland thanks to a rather loud display of Maryland's state flag and Old Bay Seasoning supplanting salt and pepper at table. Yet then again, members of both bands had plenty of meet-and-greet time on Ocean City's Boardwalk.

Speaking of the Ocean City Boardwalk, for many Springfest visitors wanting some variety, it was hard to not stumble upon at least half a dozen of your onetime Saturday-morning favourites and be able to strike up a bit of conversation, pose for selfies and sign autographs, in particular by posing on benches along the Boardwalk and inviting passerby to sit and join in. (Especially memorable: Shaggy and Scooby-Doo's presence at a french-fry shop on the Boardwalk with a "bucket" thereof, shared with no less than three especially special visitors from the West Virginia coal country whose community was in some state of disarray after two coal mines closed suddenly and the Hair Bear Bunch "cleaning out" a pizza-by-the-slice place by buying slices for some 100 guests, forcing the place to close for nearly three hours just to make more. More interesting tales in this respect will be forthcoming.)

And oh, the diving-related tales such as Peter Potamus and the Three Wolves (not to mention the Divin' Wolf Pups) could relate in the meeting room of a small-time hotel just past the Boardwalk, and with the question-and-answer sessions following getting rather amusing ... or even Woofer and Whimper getting in some points about tourist-town crime issues in the back alleys--stolen credit and debit cards, pickpocketing, shoplifting, counterfeit merchandise, perverted trademarks, fuel driveoffs, card skimmers, even motel rooms being trashed to produce pornographic videos not very conducive to Ocean City's name and image.

Yep, plenty of interesting stuff ensueth in Ocean City with your favourite Funtastics over Springfest ... and expect more where that came from on this site within due course!

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[jarojagr]

went to ocean city back in april so heres some random snaps from that

[robertjbanach]

Heading to the beach at sunrise in Ocean City MD...

Check out more of my #photography at robertjbanach.com

[janny1989]

June 6th, 2023

• boardwalk views 🙌🏼

[moldhoney]

our hotel in atlantic city had roaches of course, so we hot boxed the bathroom every single day <3 

[rabbitcruiser]

Halifax Explosion on December 6, 1917: A munitions explosion near Halifax, Nova Scotia kills more than 1,900 people in the largest artificial explosion up to that time.