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  • McCree: What in tarnation did you just hollar at me you little cattle rustler? You should know that I’m the best goddamn cowboy from Texas to Tennessee, and I have been involved in countless cattle drives across the midwest, and I have over 300 confirmed wrangles. I am train’d to fire a rattlesnake clean through the eye with my trusty six-shoot from twenny yards off. So do ya feel lucky, partner? I can blow your hat clean off without breaking a sweat, ‘ear me buddy. Ya feel so darn safe behind yer new fangled electric telegram contraption. Well, you gotta another thing coming, partner. Right now i’m in cahoots mah secret network of highly skilled bounty hunters so lock up your barn cause there’s a storm coming, bucko. The storm tha’s gonna level your puny little ranch off the west, the whole fucking caboodle. I can be any point of the map, at any point of my pocket watch. An’ I can beat your shit to a pulp o'er 700 ways, and tha’s just with mah brawlin’ mits. Not only am I prepared for a rootin tootin point an’ shootin, but I’m loaded with all kinds of nasty boomsticks and I’ll use them to blow your ugly mug off god’s good earth, Oh boy kiddo, if only you knew the knee-high cow shit you got your boots into by airin’ yer lungs at me. Maybe you coulda thought twice. But you just coul'nt, you just darn di'nt, and now you’re gonna have to pay up, you god darn coot. I’ll make yer mah privy, boy. So get ready for the shitstorm. You’re a walking coffin, partner.
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Me:haha yeah I love seeing them beat the shit out of eachother
Me, low-key but mostly high-key: Im so glad they’re friends….. Look at them being buddies…. Smoking together…. Shootin the shit…. God bless…

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  • keith: What in tarnation did you just hollar at me you little cattle rustler? You should know that I’m the best goddamn cowboy from Texas to Tennessee, and I have been involved in countless cattle drives across the midwest, and I have over 300 confirmed wrangles. I am train’d to fire a rattlesnake clean through the eye with my trusty six-shoot from twenny yards off. So do ya feel lucky, partner? I can blow your hat clean off without breaking a sweat, ‘ear me buddy. Ya feel so darn safe behind yer new fangled electric telegram contraption. Well, you gotta another thing coming, partner. Right now i’m in cahoots mah secret network of highly skilled bounty hunters so lock up your barn cause there’s a storm coming, bucko. The storm tha’s gonna level your puny little ranch off the west, the whole fucking caboodle. I can be any point of the map, at any point of my pocket watch. An’ I can beat your shit to a pulp o'er 700 ways, and tha’s just with mah brawlin’ mits. Not only am I prepared for a rootin tootin point an’ shootin, but I’m loaded with all kinds of nasty boomsticks and I’ll use them to blow your ugly mug off god’s good earth, Oh boy kiddo, if only you knew the knee-high cow shit you got your boots into by airin’ yer lungs at me. Maybe you coulda thought twice. But you just coul'nt, you just darn di'nt, and now you’re gonna have to pay up, you god darn coot. I’ll make yer mah privy, boy. So get ready for the shitstorm. You’re a walking coffin, partner.

Headcanon: Keith sucks at throwing knives. He never learned because he thinks its a huge waste of his beautiful, collectable blades

But one day theyre captured and have their weapons taken away from them, bayards and everything, except for a tiny knife keith keeps in his boot. He pulls it out and they start to plan out to get the guard close enough when Lance snatches it out of his hand

Everyone’s screaming at him because this is their ticket out but Lance fuckin THROWS the goddamn thing across the entire room and hits the release buttom, opened their cell doors.

They had to find a better nickename than “sharpshooter” after that

I sketched this in the middle of summer just after completing the grunt rachni mission in me3 for the second time and I found it again yesterday…after just completing that mission again on my third playthrough…so I figured it was about time I did something with it. 

this photo is why shepard isn’t allowed to keep the m-451 firestorm after this mission. LOOK WHERE UR SHOOTIN BATTLEMOM.

liara’s username happened when glyph asked her what she’d like her space-social-media handle to be and she said without really thinking “not ‘the shadow broker’”. it takes her like six months to notice.

Yeah🤘🏽 yeah👌🏽 yeah👍🏽 yeah👊🏽 yeah👊🏽 my bitch🐶 she bad👿 to the bone🍖 ay🙄 Wait✋🏽 these niggas👨🏿 watchin'👀 I swear to God🙏🏽 they be my clones👥 Yeah✌🏽 hey🤙🏽 huh🤷🏽‍♂️ switchin’ my hoes🤰🏽 like my flows🌊 (what?🤔) Switchin’ my flows🌊 like my clothes👕👔 (like what?🤔) Keep on shootin'💥 that gun🔫, don’t reload🙅🏽‍♂️ Ooh😧, ooh😲, now she👩🏾‍🎤 want fuck👅 with my crew🤵🏾🤵🏿🤵🏽 Cause the money🤑 come💦 all out the roof🏠 Drive🚘 the ‘Rari🏎, that bitch got no roof🏚 (skrt🚗) Wait🛑, what kind of ‘Rari🏎? 458 (damn😱) All of these niggas👨🏿, they hate😡 (they hate😤) Try to hide🙈 shoot💥 through the gate Look👀, go🏃🏽 to the strip club💋, make it rain💸 (rain☔️) So much money💰 they use rakes👨🏽‍🌾 Count 100,000💯 in your face😩 (in your face😫) Yeah😎, they put 300💯💯💯 right👉🏽 in the safe🔐 Met her today📆, oh😮 She talk🗣 to me😏 like she knew me🤓, yah😜 Go to sleep😴 in a jacuzzi🏖, yah😅 Yeah😄, wakin’ up😪 right to a two✌🏽 piece, yah😎 Countin'➕ that paper💵 like loose leaf📝, yah😉 Gettin’ that chicken🐔 with blue💙 cheese🧀, yah😋 Yeah😠, boy👦🏾 you so fake💅🏽 like my collar👔 You snakin'🐍, I swear to God🙌🏽 that be that Gucci🍦, ay🅰️ And you know🤓 we winnin'✅ (winnin'😼) Yeah👍🏽, we is not🚫 losin'❌ Try to play⛹🏽 your song🎧, it ain’t move⤴️ me (what?🤷🏽‍♂️) Saw👀 your girl👧🏾 once☝🏽 now she choose🤔 me, yeah😂

anonymous asked:

alright, well lets get down to the basics then. do you remember any small specifics? like the color of his hair, or his eye color? even just his height speaks volumes :0 !

Jeremy: Um, I think he was taller than me? He was around my height, I think. And his eyes were brown, I remember his eyes! Uh, dark-ish hair?? I don’t really know, the lighting at the party was kinda iffy.

Anything For You

((A/N: So I had to edit some of the request a bit to make it work and not be a two-parter, I hope Anon doesn’t mind too much. But mutant reader is always a fun one, so I don’t mind. It’s also my first go as writing for Logan, so be gentle!

Request:

Can I get a Logan x (mutant)Reader, where the reader thinks that Logan hates her since he’s always so rude and gruff and yells at her during missions, so she keeps her distance from him, eventually deciding to leave the X-men. And then when Logan realizes that she left, and why she left, he goes to get her and bring her back home? Lots of angst, then ending in fluff? Fighting and love confessions? Could you make it work? Or is it too much?? Sorry to be a bother!

Pairing: Logan x mutant!Reader

Word Count: 2.7k

Warnings: Language, clearly. ))

“Really? You thought just shootin’ shit with electricity was the solution here?” Wolverine’s voice had risen to an unreasonable decibel level as he got closer, claws withdrawn but still clearly defensive.

Your eyes narrowed, fists clenched, “It was the only option! Iceman was out of the way and Shadowcat was already intangible, no one would get hurt!” Your own voice had risen to match his, stepping closer and closing the little gap that was left.

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