So when Jesus rises from his grave everyone rejoices and it becomes a holiday but when I, Count Dracula-

Women want one thing and it's quite obvious, A large affordable interconnected North American Rail Network

Sky Variations & Nebulae of Water. Part III. Art by StrayChild on ArtStation.

Raise your hand if you have also been personally victimized by the barometric pressure changes 🥲

all of the boop gifs, have them for free

someone write me a givenson fic that has boyd clocking these 2 idiots in love almost immediately and therefore making it a goal to somehow antagonize them about each other every chance he gets but specifically makes comments about tim to raylan that are just this side of threatening because I want more protective raylan over tim in that raylan way he has

Raylan should’ve know Boyd was up to something when the outlaw rounded the bar and sat down at a table with a drink in his hand.

The classic smirk is ever present and the hairs on the back of Raylan’s neck stand at attention as the air thickens.

“Your little sniper friend’s been on my mind, Raylan. See I’ve been watching you two. A man that loyal is a rare find, indeed. How he always watches your back despite your often questionable methods or circumstances. But tell me…who watches his?” Boyd takes a long sip, relaxing back into the creaky wooden chair, and swirling the melting ice into his bourbon.

Raylan’s lips purse, head tipping every so slightly, “That a threat I hear, Boyd?”

“Just a friendly warning. Now I’m not one to spread rumors, but one can say there might be something stirring beneath the surface of those waters between you and Deputy Marshal Gutterson. If I’m aware of how fond you are of him, and he you, then surely others have made that same observation.”

(Someone shared your post on the Givenson discord server, and I couldn’t help myself. 😚)

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Ah I love this! Gosh your Boyd is *chef's kiss* I can hear him saying this. Also your tags??? Everything. Raylan not knowing how serious to take the threat but also he can't do anything in front of Tim??? I am just. Ah! Thank you!!

So where’s that ‘Search for Ezra’ space road trip spin-off?

Ryan + IG stories silliness lately 🥹 ❣️aka being pretty af while doing regular everyday shit like the rest of us😭

911onabc: Every answer was delivered with so much confidence 😅 #911onABC

Contention: while it's cool of Weird Al to ask permission to parody songs as a professional courtesy thing, and in general he seems like a stand-up guy, I see posts circulating occasionally that imply or outright state that this should be the norm for all parodies and similar derivative works, and it's obvious to me that would be straightforwardly terrible for art and media.

Weird Al doesn't even do this with all his songs, he just needs permission before he can make money from it legally. When he didn't get permission for his cover of "You're Beautiful" he wrote and performed "You're Pitiful" anyway for free

This is my gift for @maygrantgf as part of the @911discord gift exchange ♥️

I really hope you enjoy this little piece of madney at their wedding, complettly in their own little world under Maddie's veil.

UPDATED!

no offense but you guys need to learn the difference between someone implying their experience is universal and a post simply just not being about you

Show me where I've made this mistake. Cite a specific time when I misinterpreted a post in this manner.

feeling called out today

credit: _ADWills

what if we get a flash forward and sitting there with a set of broken goggles and a well-loved stuffed animal is a dirty red bandana, a small container of toothpicks, and a cybernetic headset.

we see a young woman with shoulder length blond hair standing before the collection of items.

“not gone,” she reminds herself. “merely marching away.”