#c: Sullivan

[ella-cooper]

"Oh god, please tell me you're here with good news. Or to ask me to do something fun. Or better yet, invite me to the casino, all drinks paid for. God, that'd be nice." Ella let out a dramatic sigh the moment she saw Sully walking into the lounge. Saturday's were here favorite night since it was their last night open for the week and it usually brought out the largest crowd. It was still surreal on most nights to see their dream become a reality but every time Sully or his brother walked in, Ella was reminded that all of this came at a price. And not the one she used to think she wanted to pay. But those were thoughts she saved for the journal she would never keep.

"Lucky for you though, I'm in a great mood. Actually got more than two hours of sleep last night thanks to a particularly potent strain of indica so you have good timing. Can we have a drink first or are you strictly business?" Ellla knew the answer but liked to shoot the shit anyway and was already walking over to the bar to ask the bartender for some drinks and two shots. They would need it for this conversation anyway. "Send it back to my office," they instructed the bartender before leading Sully through the crowd and back towards the office that looked more like a college boys dorm room than anything else. But fuck it, it was their office after all. "How's your day going, Sully? And how can I make it better?" @sullyriley

[tillycai]

"Yeah, well, she looked a little on the judgy side," Tilly pointed out, looking at the woman's back as she walked away probably huffing and puffing. "The glasses and flannel shirt definitely don't help, but I know better than to judge a book by its cover. I was doing coke for years while playing the girl next door on TV. Glad to learn it's just powdered sugar, though." @sullivanxshaw

“ judging by the lady I just walked past, probably cocaine “ sully mused for a moment as he shook his head. He was really hoping that lady had no idea who he was. “ it’s the glasses and the flannel shirt right? Not really the coke vibe? “ he noted before smiling “ it was the powdered sugar “ @tillycai

[aflawedfashion]

Jordan & Dr. Cox & Jack | Scrubs 7x11

[calnexin]

Along with being the Baby, Danny also fulfills the vital role of Token White Guy.. he does so much for the team

[pedroam-bang]

Uncharted (2022)

[wyked-ao3]

my Monday post for Jamie

(I'm going to pile up a bunch of quotes or images that makes me think of Royston and Sullivan and post one or two each Monday *I'm forgetful but I'm setting a calendar alarm for each Monday* Pinterest to the rescue)

@tragedycoded Royston and Sullivan vibes hit hard with this

I can see Sullivan tell you this while pointing at Royston.

Ps (if you find it annoying let me know and I'll stop..i have been told I can be annoying...its not intentional)

[quaddmgd]

I DON'T WANNA BE ANOTHER MEMORY

[ithinkwehitametaphor]

Brendan Fraser as Ben Sullivan in Scrubs.

[politicaldilfs]

Wyoming Governor DILFs

Clifford Hansen, David Freudenthal, Edgar Herschler, Mark Gordon, Joe Hickey, Frank A. Barrett, Nels H. Smith, Jack R. Gage, Mike Sullivan, Lester C. Hunt, Matt Mead, Stanley K. Hathaway, Milward Simpson, Jim Geringer

[the-jack-gregory]

Official digital poster illustrated and designed by Jack C. Gregory in association with the Warner Bros. release of Evil Dead Rise. #horror #movieposter#evildeadrise

[partnersincrime]

Always ❤️

[iomadachd]

@ifyoucatchacriminal liked for a starter with Neal & Leila

"Two questions, and I promise they're related. One, do I look like a stressed out college student during Finals Week? Two, would you like to get your hands on a Matisse and Renoir?"

[hellhunde]

LIKE A DOG /// PMV

Alaric and Lydia are so normal <3

[aflawedfashion]

Jordan & Dr. Cox | Scrubs 3x04

[unfortunate-arrow]

sydney and linus for the crack ship ask game!

Linus Sullivan x Sydney Barlow

[dxrkenedheights]

where: firestation

with: ryan cross and beau sullivan @secrettyrant

★・・・・・・★

There were some scenes that were never easy to face, like a collision between car, bike and sixteen wheeler and the real nasty shit used to bond the friends together in the experience but Ryan barely uttered a word for the whole ride over nor back again. It wasn't until they were returned to the station that Ryan threw a water bottle at Beau's hands, giving a quick nod. "Surprised you ain't said something about my bikes, huh?" he smirked faintly because that's how it used to go. Good old Beau keeping an eye out for him whenever they responded to jobs where bikers were flung like rag dolls. He'd probably be prepared to listen these days because of Faith, but not if Beau was the one it came from. It wouldn't be advice from a friend but a snarling comment against his ears.