#smokes and bullets

[gunslinginnhogtyin]

CONTINUED. // @smokes-and-bullets

Butch might have been a little more concerned about his own oversharing had he not had his fair share to drink; maybe even embarrassed. But with liquid courage, anything could be said without a second thought to whomever! And so he rambles, his mind yet again pondering what could have been back in his time had he not been sealed away in that accursed magic book only to be released in a completely different century than his own, making him a fish out of water in a world where nothing seemed to make sense to him anymore. Drinking only ever made the negative thoughts worse and yet, he couldn’t help himself. Maybe he had a problem.

“Well, I ain’t talkin’ t’air, pal!” Retorts the tipsy cowboy with a lighthearted laugh despite his morbid words, giving the man a playful nudge in the shoulder with the hand that held his glass. Thankfully the liquor within is almost gone so it doesn’t splash on him.

“I’m ffffine. Jus’ thinkin’ ‘bout things….y’anno? Forget ‘bout me, friend, are you okay?” Butch asks back, trying to change the subject. “What’s up with th’ eye patch? Looks neat. Makes ya look like a pirate!” The sandy blonde observes, blue eyes squinting curiously at the other male.

[of-elitiism]

@smokes-and-bullets [ starter call ]

She appeared, slowly, utterly silent, like singular speak of dust carried by the wind, present at last to very gently hover over his shoulder, like a phantasm only poet's delirium could comprehend.

"We've been trying to contact you regarding your car's extended warranty~"

[hayweerc]

[monstertruckwar]

it is so many spider </3

inspired by this tumblar post

[tthetroublemakers]

"Really? Was he about to jump out from one of those buildings back there if I hadn't handled that bleed? Hell, you're not out of danger yet." Turning to look at Francis for a split second. It wasn't bleeding through, yet. However he had meant what he said, and wouldn't let the other close his eyes. Slapping the others arm hard. "Hey! Eyes open."

He sped down the road. When he felt safe and that no one was following them he slowed just enough to not cause them attention. It wasn't that long of a drive, if the damn traffic hadn't held them up they would've been there sooner but as long as Francis didn't die in the fucking car.

"Okay, get out. We're here." The car had stopped outside of what looked like a small business office in a more industrial area of the city. Jeremy got himself out of the car and went to open the door to the other. "I promise once I've patched you up enough so I can be sure you won't die, I'll go get you a burger."

"Someone needs to.. Yeah he doesn't really give two shits, its all some twisted game to him."

Leaning his head against the cushion of the car as Jeremy drove, responding to going to a different safe spot with a shrug. "Either or is fine, he likes playing games but won't let me die so it's fine. Used to it either way, it's no big deal."

Shutting his eyes a moment, hand still against the wound while nodding in response to what was said. "Won't pass out, don't worry. Just tired, nothing a good burger or anything really to eat will fix. Actually that's a good idea.. you want something to eat?"

Whether he was delusional from the blood loss or genuinely hungry, the idea of food was a nice one. "After getting to your place, god I'd kill for a good burger right now."

[wintermav]

I’m going to start gaslighting people into thinking Logan was the Original Hawk Tuah Girl 🤷🏽‍♀️

[meirimerens]

"A KNIFE falls on the floorboards. Enters stage left a MALE GUEST."

[glockstore]

CZ scorpion EVD3 ready for quick deal

[cl0wnzzy]

Hay i saw ur post can you please draw gerard way and frank iero sharing a joint okay thank you bye

for shore brah

[rungssparemodelpieces]

Ratchet, walks into a room with Drift, Rodimus, Megatron, Ultra Magnus, and Bot:

“Alright, now you listen up! I have had an extremely stressful day and I’m not proud of what I’m about to say but someone give me a cy-garette. Now.”

Bot: “But Ratchet, we don’t smoke.”

Ratchet, irritated beyond belief: “Cut the slag, Bot. I am a doctor. I know that one in five Cybertronians smoke. One, two, three, four, five. Now, I’m gong to close my eyes and when I open them, there had better be a cy-garette between these two fingers. Come on crew, hop to.”

Megatron places a cy-garette between Ratchet’s fingers.

Ratchet: “Thank you. Light.”

Everyone attempts to light the cy-garette at the same time.

[x-raz0r-2-the-r0sary-x]

my kind of girl

[trondopeacekeeper]

Trondo let out a thunderous laugh. He was well aware that back on his lands, he had earned a reputation for being brutish and ill-mannered. But in a place like Earth, he unwillingly had to temper that inner fire to survive. Humans could react in the most unpredictable ways, with many responses teetering on the edge of fainting, dying from frigh or even igniting conspiracies and national conflicts against him. Without a doubt, his presence was rarely welcomed anywhere.

"Look, one thing's for sure: being rough around the edges and straightforward like I am can spare you some trouble while inviting a heap of others. Too many, really. But this is who I am; I can’t pretend to be anything else, nor do I want to. I just don’t know how.'' he muttered, reflecting on a time when he had tried to fit in.

When Francis mentioned sticking around those who could handle his explosive nature, Trondo fell silent, a part of his bandana shading one eye. Street neon lights cast a dangerous glow on the other, illuminating his yellow iris, which shone brightly beneath the flickering lights of a city that, thankfully, appeared deserted. He contemplated asking Francis about his eyepatch and how he managed to navigate this world with such ease despite being an outsider. However, two drinks would likely be necessary before he could voice all the thoughts swirling in his mind.

They halted in their tracks when Francis pointed out the bar ahead. Trondo's heart raced with anxiety; he realized they were about to step into a human establishment. He hoped it wouldn't turn into chaos.

“Behind you” he tersed, glancing at the door with a mix of uncertainty and readiness. Taking a deep breath, he prepared himself for whatever awaited him inside, feeling the weight of his scales and the tension in the air.

“Easier to be blunt than beat around the bush, easier not to care huh? Less energy wasted anyway, I think its great if anything. Takes too much energy to pretend.”

Walking down the street he rubbed his eye a bit, tired but still wanted to go to the bar.

“Some people need their ego’s bruised honestly, its one thing to be kind and another to kiss someone’s ass. I like you, in that regard it makes things easier and less complex about what you’re thinking and want. Most aren’t that straightforward and its.. annoying sometimes.”

Shrugging as the conversation went on he waved towards Trondo at his words.

“Some people can’t handle it, some can. Stick with those who are able to withstand your bomb. It’s one thing to be rude, another when you’re straightforward and blunt, not everyone can handle that. I don’t mind you if it helps any?”

He wasn’t sure where he stood in that regards, kind in some cases, blunt and straightforward in others. It really depended on who he was with and talking to. How much he cared or didn’t care, what was at stake if he was too blunt about matter.

“My story? Not much to tell, you on the other hand seem a little out of place. Not from around here that’s for certain.” Pointing ahead as they walked he motioned towards what looked like a little shop, though inside it was a bar.

“Right there.”

[miraofhearts2point0]

WHAT IF JINX GETS HER BULLET TATTOOS FOR ISHA.......like Jinx got her smoke tattoos after she tried to help her family. Isha ran head-on into battle to try and help her family, Jinx. Jinx could get the bullets in memory of Isha's sacrifice. her tattoos might be symbols for a childlike innocence, loyalty, and love

[euthymiaaa]

— ways to express "i miss you" ‧͙⁺˚*･༓☾

looping gold rush by taytay while making this, enjoy!

"not even the power of gods would be able to separate me from you once you're in my arms"

"it's so cruel, almost torturous how the time gets slower when you're not with me"

"i yearn to be by your side right now"

"saying i miss you isn't even sufficient to convey how much i long for you"

"you've been consistently in my dreams"

"usually my ego is too inflated to admit this, but i'll accept defeat this one time... i miss you"

"tell me what have you been up to lately"

"this song has the same vibes as you, i can't stop repeating it"

"everytime i walk past that spot, i can't help but be reminded of the memories we made there"

"would it be embarassing to say that i hoped to accidentally bump into you, just to get a glimpse of you?"

"please, you don't have to forgive me, i just need to see you one more time"

[asherashedwings]

Realized RGB can all recover from damage pretty easily, just in very different ways

[shroomerr]

Wham bam bam! Couple of Agent stuff!! I was initially just going to post the two images but then it felt a bit empty, so I decided to doodle an interaction between Agent and Mysterion.

More process drawings under the cut for those interested!!