#Tw gun

[critterishere]

he’s like me..

[d011zk1ll]

SBG doodle page. Ft: tylenol, aidlyn and buff taylor. I can't draw Ben but imagine him dead on the floor next to Taylor.

[kotelok16]

Just wanted to draw some silly cool poses for this little team, ehe. I am also rewatching tv series “Castle”. I really enjoyed this series back when I was a teenager. So I hope to get inspired and draw something funny about the everyday life of detectives.

[the-sonic-crew]

Here Charmy.

gives Shadow's gun

Do crime.

OKAY! :D

WOAH WOAH WOAH!

You're holding that completely wrong, kid.

He spends 45 minutes teaching Charmy how to safely shoot a gun

NOW go, do crime.

[jesterday00]

I know I’ve already used this pose, but,,, gunslinger,,,, cowboy duster,,,,,,,

[the-crazy-echidna-lady]

clearing up space on my pc so when it's ready I can save an adopt to my computer but I deadass do not remember making this shit

I obviously remember what it's from but like I don't remember doing this shit

[serickswrites]

I'd Bleed Out for You

Warnings: gun, gunshot, gunshot wound, blood, bleeding out, self sacrifice, unclear character status

Caretaker, with great horror, realized they had allowed themself to get pinned during the course of the battle. They had pushed too far forward trying to keep up with the weapon, Whumpee, that they had left the rest of the battalion behind. There was at least two, if not three, enemies between Caretaker and their allies. And Whumpee was nowhere to be found.

Caretaker cursed as they crouched lower. They cursed themself for not paying attention. They cursed their enemy for being so powerful. And most of all, they cursed Whumpee, the strange weapon they had been assigned to be the keeper for. Whumpee wasn't the first weapon that Caretaker had been assigned to, but they were the strangest. They only spoke when ordered to. If they weren't being used in battle, they remained in their quarters, refusing to interact with anyone, including other weapons. Caretaker didn't mind as much. It made their job easier.

Weapons were usually short lived because of the nature of missions they went on. Getting attached to their charge was painful because weapons invariably died. Whumpee was the longest living weapon, or so Caretaker had been told. They had outlived all of the other weapons trained with them. And they had outlasted two keepers. Strange weapon indeed.

And now they were going to die because of the strange weapon.

"I told you to stay with the others," Whumpee growled as they suddenly appeared next to Caretaker. Their face was pale, features drawn tight with pain. "What are you doing here?"

Caretaker stared open mouthed at Whumpee. This was the most Whumpee had ever said to them without being ordered to speak. "I--"

"Get down," Whumpee ordered as they raised their shaking hand, aiming the gun at something Caretaker couldn't see.

Gunfire erupted around Caretaker. They cried out as they ducked low. Whumpee threw their body over Caretaker's as they continued to fire their weapon. Caretaker trembled beneath Whumpee's heavy body. They were going to die. This was all Whumpee's fault. Whumpee flinched twice, but didn't say anything. They continued to fire their weapon.

Suddenly the gunfire stopped. Whumpee, without stopping, rose, pulling Caretaker along behind them. "Let's get you back to safety."

"I'm not supposed to leave you. What if you're injured?" Caretaker didn't really want to range behind enemy lines. But their orders were clear: to take care of Whumpee no matter the cost.

"Too late for that," Whumpee said without stopping.

"Where are you hurt?" Caretaker's mouth went dry as they realized they were covered in blood. And none of it was their own.

"Doesn't matter," Whumpee said softly. "Duck!"

Caretaker didn't get a chance to crouch low as Whumpee shoved them to the ground, shielding Caretaker's body with their own. "Fuck!" Caretaker shouted over the gunfire. They were going to die.

"I....I neeeeed yourrrrr g-g-g-gun." Whumpee's words were slurred, their voice weak.

"Where's yours?" Caretaker tried to reach the gun that was pinned beneath them.

"Empty." Whumpee took the gun from Caretaker. Caretaker could see Whumpee's hands tremble as they gripped the gun. They sighed before sitting up, their face pinching tighter with pain. "B-B-B-Battallllllllllionnnn issssss j-j-j-just behi-hi-hi-hinddd. R-R-R-R-Runnnnn when......when I sssssay."

"What about you?" Caretaker stared up at the weapon's face. Their face was more pale than before. Just how bad was their injury?

"I.....I....I.....willllll b-b-b-be bbbbbbbbe-h'dddddd."

Before Caretaker could protest, Whumpee fired their weapon twice before saying, "Runnnnnnnnnn."

Caretaker didn't hesitate. They jumped up and began to sprint towards where they thought the battalion would be. Caretaker quickly realized their error as they sounds of gunfire grew louder. They were going to die. And this time, it wasn't Whumpee's fault.

A heavy body slammed into them, arms wrapping around them tightly. "RRRRRRunnnnnn." Whumpee's breath was hot on their ear. Whumpee positioned Caretaker in front of them and shoved Caretaker forward. Caretaker ran with Whumpee, allowing themself to be pushed in the correct direction, trusting that Whumpee knew where the two of them needed to go.

"Thank God," Caretaker heard one of their squad mates shout. "Lay covering fire!"

Gunfire erupted around Caretaker and Whumpee. But soon, the answering gunfire that had been hot on their heels faded. Caretaker sighed with relief as they darted behind some cover, Whumpee staggering along with them.

"Are you ok?"

"Are you injured?"

"How far did you go?"

"Did you see what weaponry they had?"

A chorus of voices greeted Caretaker. So many people were talking. So many people wanted answers. Caretaker panted, trying to get their bearings. They had nearly died. And the person they were responsible for caring for saved them.

Caretaker glanced over at Whumpee, who stood panting next to them. Whumpee gave Caretaker a small smile and a nod. "K?" was all Whumpee managed to say.

"I'm ok, thank you," Caretaker said. They meant it. They were very grateful to Whumpee.

"G'd," Whumpee sighed as they collapsed to their knees.

"GET MORE MEDICS!" Someone shouted as Caretaker grabbed onto Whumpee's shoulders, trying to slow their fall. Whumpee sagged bonelessly to the ground, completely unconscious.

"Whumpee, Whumpee!" Caretaker shouted as they tapped the weapon's cheek. "Wake up, Whumpee!" Caretaker rolled Whumpee onto their back. It was only then that Caretaker could see the extent of Whumpee's injuries. Caretaker's mouth went dry as they counted five bullet wounds on Whumpee's body. How many had they gotten protecting Caretaker?

"Come on, Whumpee. Hold on. You can hang in there. You can't die now." Caretaker said as they pressed on the most heavily bleeding bullet wound. "You can't die now. You're the longest living weapon. Come on, Whumpee."

Caretaker could only hope that the other medics had the tools they needed to keep Whumpee alive. They could only hope that the other medics would arrive in time. They could only hope that Whumpee would live so they could thank Whumpee for saving their life. Whumpee was dying and it was Caretaker's fault.

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@pepeniascat

[myloveonherknees]

@/hisethelcain. “now u just wait a minute, mister” twitter, 31 mar 2020.

[iseethetvglow]

Death Becomes Her (1992) dir. Robert Zemeckis

[seawaveleo]

lovin the dichotomy here

anyway tumblr número 1 campeão do mundo staff stop changing the mobile layout and get rid of tumblr live

[skyarly]

ena5

[fungifanart]

Somehow, I think Riddle’s diss against Yuu in Book 1 would go just a BIT differently with Cerezo (BIG thank you to @pawnyao for taking my commission)

[weirdplutoprince]

Happy valentines

[jamieylnn]

no mercy percy time

[yamujiburo]

Please give Jessi a gun

The anime already gave her one once in a banned episode and then never again LMAOOOO. This was the most Jesse James Jessie and James have ever been