Author: bootsrcool

whmost:

butterearsgaptooth:

I’m sorry but where are my cocktober memes?

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BOO!! Sorry did I scare you?! WASSUP GURL😉😉😊 ITS COCKTOBER 😈🌚🍂🍃🍁

AND IF YOU👈🏽 ARE GETTING THIS👇🏽😘 IT MEANS UR A HALLOWEEN

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HOE😏😩👅💦

every year in Cocktober the jack o slut🎃 comes to life🙀😻🙌🏽👏👏🙌🏽

coming to harvest 🍁🍂🍃 his hoes for THOT-O-WEEN😏😏💥💥🎈🎂🎉

send this to 10 other Halloween Hoes or else you a TRICK🎃👻👻 🎃

IF YOU GET 4 BACK UR A THOT-O-WEEN TREAT😋

IF YOU GET 6 BACK UR A SLUTTY WITCH BITCH👄😍✨🔮

BUT IF YOU GET 10 BACK UR THE SPOOKIEST SLUT ON THE BLOCK😜💦⚰🎉🎉💯🎃

If you don’t send this to 1️⃣0️⃣other thots💁😩👄 you will get NO DICK 👋 this COCKTOBER🎃😉😜

saphira455:

writing-prompt-s:

minelskede:

writing-prompt-s:

The year is 2022. You and your gang shoot down Amazon delivery drones and sell their contents for a living.

This isn’t fiction. This is going to be my career. @writing-prompt-s wanna start a gang?

I am down. What’s our gang name? 

May I suggest: Dragonflies (or some variation of it)

They are sky hunters of the bug world. I’d say drones are close enough to bugs.

Can I join?

drarry-imagines:

*The Golden trio got pranked to be covered by slime by some random Slytherin’s*

Ron, picking slime off his robe: I hate these new guys, they’re worse then Malfoy.

Hermione, trying to brush it out of her hair: I know, it actually makes me kinda miss him.

Harry, wiping the slime off his glasses: Yeah, where even is he? He normally bothers us by now.

Draco, popping out of nowhere: WELL WELL, IF IT ISNT HOGWARTS LOCAL LOSE-*insult dies out as he noticed the slime on them.

Draco, confused: Have I gotten to you guys already? *checks watch* It’s only 10AM, there is no way I’ve gotten to you three yet.

Harry: It wasn’t you, it was some other Slytherin.

Draco: Oh. I didn’t know we did that.

Harry: What?

Draco, rushing his words: Is this payback because I hexed Longbottom, I swear it didn’t mean anything. He just happened to be there and I was frustrated because Flitwick failed me and-

Golden trio, look at eachother confused: ummm…

Draco, actually hurt: I just really thought our relationship meant more than that.

Ron: We didn’t choose for them to torment us.

Draco, understanding: Ahh, I get. Who exactly did this to you three?

Hermione: *whispers their names into Draco’s ear*

Draco, nods in understanding: Thank you, I guess I’ll see you guys later.*begins to walk away*

Harry, yells after him: AREN’T YOU GONNA INSULT US?

Draco, solemnly: You know, I’m not really feeling it today.

Hermione: He sounds really sad.

Harry & Ron: Yeah, I kinda feel bad.

*Later in the Great Hall*

Draco, standing on top of the Slytherin table: IT HAS COME TO MY ATTENTION THAT ONE OF YOU *indicating to all the Slytherin’s* ASSHOLES, THINK YOU HAVE THE RIGHT TO PICK ON THE SO CALLED “GOLDEN TRIO” AND LET ME TELL YOU SOMETHING, IM THEIR BULLY AND I HAVE BEEN THEIR BULLY FOR 4 YEARS, GET WITH THE SYSTEM. ANYONE WHO TRIES THAT SHIT AGAIN, IS GONNA MEET MY FATHER AND THE END OF MY WAND. AM I UNDERSTOOD!!

Everyone: *silence*

Draco, sits back down: Good, enjoy your meal.

Mcgonagall, to Snape: I’m not sure if I should be happy or not.

Snape: I assure you, this is a good thing.

sherlokihollandbatch:

ewebie:

canolacrush:

I’m amused as hell over the colossal bad judgment of nearly all of Sherlock’s friends in regards to their relationships like

John: *gets into cars with total stranger women because?  He doesn’t fear getting axe-murdered???  And he hits on them??*

John: *accidentally marries an assassin*

Molly: *accidentally dates the world’s greatest criminal mind*

Mrs. Hudson: *accidentally married a cartel leader*

Sherlock: I’ve got to protect my dumb friends they keep trying to marry psychopaths when I’m not looking.  **SUSPICIOUSLY EYES LESTRADE** 

Lestrade: What?

Sherlock: Don’t you start.

Lestrade: *grins at Mycroft*

Sherlock: WHAT DID I JUST SAY?!

Mycroft: Sherlock, and I’m the one who has to look after you… You know, I am the smart one, you were always an idiot with your stupid little friends.