#Hold Your Horses

[nxptoons]

I said what I said

[staff]

tumblr tuesday: yeehawgust!

Gee up! We’re already halfway through this year’s Yeehawgust, but there’s still time to take part. Did you know cowboys would move cattle roughly 15 miles in a day so as not to wear their charges out or make ’em too skinny? Did you know the all-important camp cook was sometimes referred to as the “biscuit shooter,” “belly cheater,” or “bean master?” Did you know cowboys would often sing to their sleepy cattle to soothe them at night?

Whether you’re the strong and silent type scanning the horizon or the joker of the group perpetually playing pranks and your harmonica by the fire, strap on your chaps, tilt your hats just so, and swing yourselves into your saddles. This is your Yeehawgust roundup.

@dropkickslurpee:

@ajartanddesign:

@slippy-socks:

@artemetto:

@calathazar:

@nws-art:

@bigbighouse:

@skidar:

@cowboypunkcolt:

@amberspacedf:

@studiorat:

@feelindrawy:

@vanamation:

@snommie:

[goblinontour]

Mr. Turner keeps taunting me…Don’t look at me like that

[lousydrawingsforgoodpeople]

[inblackwoods]

Isidor and Simon, Daniil and Artemy

There’s one line that Daniil says to Yulia that has been driving me absolutely batty. Yulia says:

“You can call these demons what you want… you may refer to the Hair Eater as ‘time’ if this will make you any happier. I am comfortable with a more juvenile vernacular. It is what I am used to.”

And Bachelor replies: “You are repeating something that Isidor had once told me, almost word for word…”

When did this conversation happen? We don't have many letters between Daniil and Isidor to know how well they knew each other or how often they spoke. How did they meet? Why? How close were they? It’s hard to say, but Daniil refers to Isidor as “[m]y gentle associate, my selfless advisor.” Assuming he’s not being sarcastic, this is high praise. It also makes me think that Daniil took Isidor’s words to heart- deeply. That means that this idea, that people can be using different words to talk about the same things, is one that Daniil is more comfortable with than he’s always given credit for. Bachelor might be more open to setting aside semantic/linguistic differences for the sake of finding middle ground to agree on.

In the introductory healers cutscene, Daniil says, “it seems unlikely that we will ever get along well,” and then a few moments later he amends that statement to, “no… We won’t ever get along.”

That sounds sad. He seems almost like he had hope that the other two immediately dashed to pieces. Before, it was "unlikely" that they would get along "well," not impossible that they could get along at all. Now it is simply "we won't ever get along." He seems uncertain, perhaps because it is against his hard logic to completely bar any possibilities without confirmation. And he is usually adherent to standard social etiquette/ideas about politeness. It is possible that certain ideologies can find overlap and find a means of coexistence. But unlikely. Termites and Utopians don't often share tables. 

But Isidor tried to teach him that they could, and Daniil tried to remember that.

[transmascxielian]

did you hear about the guy who defended his thesis on monkeys while verbally reciting all of his sources

[chaoticlad]

Hold your horses.

[whywishesarehorses]

“Hold your horses” - linocut

[hasarjunadoneanythingwrong]

Padoru Arjuna PFP when

BACK YOU FOUL BEAST ITS STILL NOVEMBER

[azariiiart]

MATTHEW PATEL DRAWING IN THE WORKS 💯💥🎉🎉🔥‼️💥💥💯🎉

[jacenotjason]

is laughingstock canon in opposite au?

i want a lawyer

[vexypesty]

YOURE NOT SLICK

no I’m not. Who’s fault is that?

[waywardwizzard]

"You... are a goddess."

Wash watched in awe as Zoë walked down the cargo bay stairs, the golden spaghetti-strap dress clinging to her hips. A few wisps of hair escaped the golden leaf clip holding her hair up, framing her face.

Zoë smirked and Wash felt underdressed in his Hawaiian shirt and dark blue blazer. He swallowed when she stopped, barely a foot away, the faint scent of leather lingering in the air. Unconsciously, he leaned forward, wanting to feel her full lips on his -

"Hold your horses, cowboy."

She leaned closer to whisper in his ear, her breath warm.

"I'll kiss you when there ain't a horsebrush on yer lips. Until then, you'll have to live with this."

With excruciating slowness she kissed his cheek, lingering for a second, before pulling away.

Wash was, for the first time in his life, speechless. He watched, gaping like a fish out of water, as she walked down the cargo bay ramp, the lights of Bardant glinting off her golden dress. Mal's loud laugher brought Wash crashing back down into reality.

Throwing the Captain a dark look, Wash ran back to his bunk, frantically wondering if he still had a razor.

[wishing4nuclearwinter]

yeehawgust day 4 - hold your horses

horse: held

[blushing-badger]

Yeehawgust Day 4: "Hold Your Horses"

[roamingtigress]

Yeehawgust - Day Four - Hold Your Horses (as a really cool detail, Dutch clicks at his horses to encourage them forward; a VERY nice piece of realism there)

Feat. Winner Bells the Standardbred mare, Oasis the Turkoman mare, Cash Deals the Dutch Warmblood mare, Silver Dollar the Turkoman stallion, Legend the Mustang and Judy the Suffolk Punch mare.