#carol crowder

[neverscreens]

— LOVE & DEATH.

The Huntress, 495 Screencaps.

Encounters, 548. Pt One and Pt Two.

Stepping Stone, 439 Screencaps.

Do No Evil, 401 Screencaps.

The Arrest, 469 Screencaps.

The Big Top, 500 Screencaps.

Ssssshh, 500 Screencaps.

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[acecroft]

JUSTIFIED 2.07

[dailyjustified]

[norgbelulah]

Another from "What We're Building Could Be Anything":

“Now,” he said, still maintaining less of a familiarity than Raylan was used to, “I wouldn’t presume to tell you how to do your job, Raylan. But I’d be glad to help you out a little here, show you where someone might hide some kind of explosives.”

“‘Cause you’re the powderman,” Raylan said, testing.

“That is what I am, Raylan,” Boyd affirmed.

“And a hero,” he added.

“So they’re telling me,” Boyd replied.

“You’re wearing a suit,” Raylan said.

Boyd smiled. “I am.”

“You never wear a suit.” Literally, Raylan had never seen Boyd wear a suit. Not like that, with a jacket and a tie and the shirt. The furthest he had ever gone was the dark vest and almost matching pants he’d worn to Arlo’s funeral and his community college graduation. “You don’t own one.”

Boyd’s smile stretched wide and he said, “Ms. Johnson footed the bill on today’s sartorial choices.” He glanced over at the woman, who was quietly pretending not to listen to their conversation. “Do you think she likes it?” Boyd asked conspiratorially.

Raylan wanted to push him but Reardon’s bench was in the way. He wanted to do a couple other things, too. Instead, he looked Boyd right in the eyes and made no attempt to hide what he was thinking.

Boyd took a loud indrawn breath in response and said quietly, almost pleading, “Now, don’t do that to me, baby, I got things to do today.”

Raylan’s lips crooked a bit. “Bet you Reardon would give us his chambers. He owes me.”

“I am sorely tempted, Raylan, but I am trying to maintain a bit of professionalism, here.”

Raylan scoffed at him and Boyd winked and turned away, saying, “It looks as though my good marshal needs no assistance at this juncture, Ms. Johnson.”

She smiled, knowingly, and replied, “Well I am sure glad you spent all that time discussin’ his needs, Boyd. Thank you.”

“You’re very welcome.”

I love this scene. I love this scene in canon and I was fucking rabid to rewrite it for this AU. Carol Johnson CALLS IT A LOVE STORY. They are clearly flirting! In canon! About explosives! Raylan is clearly having such a hard time processing Boyd being anywhere near his regular place of work in an official capacity! He's wearing a suit!!!

I took special care to ensure that Raylan thought so much about that suit and how it's like, both really attractive but also SO WEIRD for him and how that's complicated by the fact that Carol Johnson BOUGHT THAT SUIT FOR BOYD. It makes me insane.

Please please at some point ask me for my Carol Johnson feels. I wrote a bunch of fics that feature her and they do not get much love.

But I digress. I also really love turning canon on its head here in the way that in this AU, Boyd is NOT a stranger to this office. Until recently, he lived in Lexington most of the time, with Raylan, and came to the office like at least once a week. I love that later he's like, in the office with Carol and is like forcing the entire Marshal's bullpen to basically be in on his con of this mine company woman! Boyd's gonna Boyd!!

I also never turn down an opportunity to use the word sartorial. It is one of my headcanon Boyd's favorite words.

[muzicpromotionclub]

🎶✨ Immerse yourself in the beauty of 'Carol of the Bells' with our live cover of David Crowder's version, performed during our Christmas Eve Candlelight Service. 🌟🎄

Feel the holiday magic and share the joy with your loved ones! ❤️🎵

[musicpromotionclub]

Listen to this amazing live cover of David Crowder's version of 'Carol of the Bells'

[lolligaggin]

So who is writing it?? I NEED IT

strange that there are apparently zero fics where carol johnson makes her two bodyguards fuck for her viewing pleasure, seeing as she definitely did that

[marcelo-jd-camargo]

A verdade brotou da terra porque o Verbo se fez carne (Jo 1,14). E a justiça olhou do alto do céu porque todo o dom precioso e toda a dádiva perfeita vêm do alto (Tg 1,17).

A verdade brotou da terra, isto é, da carne de Maria. E a justiça olhou do alto do céu porque o homem não pode receber coisa alguma, se não lhe for dada do céu (Jo 3,27).

[preacherboyd]

Justified | 2x08 The Spoil

[roseredfingers]

The truth is... I don't know. If you can trust Boyd to have your back, but, while he has tried to kill me, and I have shot him, and imprisoned him, and I wouldn't be surprised if our paths again crossed in such a manner, he has had my back on two occasions.

[strangedreamings]

My new favorite version of this song.

[acecroft]

JUSTIFIED 2.07

[teophan]

i would like to request that either stephen crowder dies (preferably either too abruptly to entertain the thought of “saving” him, or so gruesomely that there isn’t a possibility of it as the light slowly leaves his eyes day by agonizing day until someone pulls the plug)

OR that spotify free allowed you to skip/request less of anything in video ads the way you can say “hey i’ve heard this too much” on audio ads, or just outright say “do not advertise this sort of content”

because earlier i got four “louder with crowder” ads, back to back, with no other content to break them up, and now that it’s not christmas and i don’t have to be on that holly jolly bullshit:

i can confidently say the world would be a better place without him or his content in it :) change my mind.

[msindrad]

not dead, had a concussion but not dead

Forgive me my absence, folks, I continue to have somewhat rough time of my life.  This post is just a reminder for all timlan shippers out there that, even though everybody forgets about it, since the episode 2x7 had a lot of very good stuff (like Carol “my love” Johnson, Rachel and Art being good at their jobs, but especially Boyd in his suit, and “my, sounds like a love story,” (see the screens for clarifications*)), we have a canonical moment with Tim kinda earnestly suggesting to Raylan that they take the forgotten - and already stolen - money and run off to Mexico together. 

Tim: $210,000 in forgotten money. We should run off to Mexico, start a cult. 

Tim: What are we doing here? All 100% canon and IC. You’re welcome. Also, I wish there was a fic like that (YEAH, it is a prompt for whoever might dare to do something about it). That would be very Western of them, by the way. 

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[muzicpromotionclub]

🎄✨ Celebrate the season with a stunning live cover of David Crowder’s "Carol of the Bells" from our Christmas Eve Candlelight Service at Suncoast Community Church! 🎶🌟

[musicpromotionclub]

Check out this lovely live cover of David Crowder version of 'Carol of the Bells'