YAH YAH YAH, DESERT DUO, RENS RETURN, JOEL GETTING MOTION SICK, YADA YADA…

Heres the proof photo if you cant see (I trimmed it in the meme)

ON IT, BOSS!!!

Scott stepped into the Ranch - his new home, ever since he and his boyfriends started going steady - after harvesting and replanting some wheat to make bread for their dinner tonight.

He smiled at Jimmy's look of concentration from the kitchen area, watching the steak in the oven with his brows furrowed to make sure nothing burned (this time). He wandered over to set the wheat bundles on a countertop and sat down beside the crop, legs swinging idly while Jimmy let out a hum to acknowledge his presence.

"Nearly there, Jimmy?" Scott asked in an amused tone.

"Not quite." Jimmy muttered, his legs looking ready to buckle from the strain of crouching for so long.

Scott chuckled and ruffled his hair affectionately, earning a pout and a swat to the hand for the gesture.

"I'm cookin' here!" Jimmy glared from the corner of his eye.

"And you're doing a great job there, Jimbo." A voice said from the doorway, Scott lifting his head to see his other boyfriend standing there with a basket of steaming baked potatoes.

"Welcome home, Rancher!" Jimmy called with a wave over his shoulder, not looking away from the furnace still.

"Potatoes are ready." Tango said as a way of greeting to Scott as he walked over, kissing the blue haired man's cheek. "Bread?"

"Not yet, waiting for the kitchen to clear up a bit." Scott said and nodded Jimmy’s way.

"It's nearly done, I tell ya!" Jimmy chimed back as Scott chuckled with a smile.

"I brought some porkchops as a backup if anything happens." Tango whispered conspiratorially with a wink.

"Smart." Scott praised, kissing Tango’s lips quickly before Tango’s face erupted in red-hot blush.

"Hey, when do I get one of those from you ungrateful lot?" Jimmy whined.

"When you come up here and ask for one." Scott shrugged.

"Really?" Jimmy said, turning his head completely away from the meat cooking before him for the first time since either man entered the house.

Tango laughed while Scott nodded, and Jimmy sprang up from his knees and leaned in close as a silent ask.

Tango grinned and cradled Jimmy’s face in his hands to kiss him, Scott watching in amusement the way Jimmy started to blush and smile against the other man's lips.

It didn't take long for them to separate, but once they did, Scott grabbed hold of Jimmy’s shirt collar before the man could even thank Tango and tugged him into a second kiss.

Scott slowly pulled away as he sniffed the air. "Do you smell...burning?" He muttered.

Jimmy's eyes shot wide.

"The steak!" He squawked, diving down to pull the burnt meat from the oven.

Tango pat his back while Jimmy mourned the loss of their dinner and pulled three slices of porkchops out within Jimmy’s view.

"Figured this might happen, buddy." Tango said. "But you almost had it! Have another go!" He encouraged.

"We won't bother you this time." Scott added with a smile while Jimmy nodded sullenly.

"While Jimmy handles the meat, why don't you and I start on the bread, flower boy?" Tango wondered with a grin, wrapping his arms around Scott from behind once Scott stood to face the counter.

"I'd like that." Scott agreed, leaning back into his touch while Jimmy grinned lovestruck at them.

After a do-over, dinner was finally ready, and it was another peaceful day at the Ranch.

so many things that people find over the top and weird be boiled down (for lack of a better term) to theatre style. For example, Im actually interested in watching the new Wonka movie solely because the movements remind me of theatre.

This is just me being a theatre brat

FELLOW THEATER BRETHREN!?!?!

WHOS ALSO A HERMIE-CRAFT BRETHREN?!?!?

FRICK YAH!!!!!!!

if u saw me reblog les mis posts on here no u didnt

This is the most Legendary looking ah Rare cards ive ever seen (this is a compliment if im unclear)

The illustrations I created for Welsknight’s new rare TCG cards have been revealed!!

Preorders for the series 2 Alter Ego cards are live right now! Check out creocards.com for more info ⚔️

Tbh, he has the red already in his skin, and those eyes….

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My Champion Gifs

I am planning on making “My Life Series Champion” gifs of the members who didnt win. Kinda like a poke at the “Watchers Favorite” thing, but

THE MIKUSADE.

MIKUSADE IS GOING TO RULE THE WORLD ONE DAY

-Carpincho

his name is Mr Cuddles, and hes very handsome thank you very much 🫡

If you're fifteen or older an still sleep with a stuffed animal please reblog this.

My friend is embarrassed and thinks she’s the only one and I said id prove her wrong.

Hey Tumblr, Hold my stash for me

thank you :)

-Uvie

The Canarys Curse, The Phoenixes Blessing, And their Vow.

CW: Death

Death wasn't a foreign feeling to a canary

The sounds of heartbroken screams and satisfied laughs and cheers were something it had grown accustomed to.

Part of it learned to find amusement in watching the others destroy themselves like a starving pack of wolves.

After all, it was when it was gone that the rest started dropping like flies.

That was the fate of the canary in a coal mine, an omen of death.

its demise was always a lonely one, it was the welcomer that had no one to welcome them to the pearly gates.

It just so happened that the canary and its soulmate would meet due to such death. 

But the canaries soulmate was a phoenix, a symbol of hope, of getting back up after tragedy.

When scarred men burned down their home, the phoenix stood their ground and fought. 

When the canary fell, the phoenix gave nothing but comfort.

The canary felt bliss for the first time in a while, someone who understood.

Until its, no, their demise.

This time, their demise wasnt a lonely one.

This time, they took the one who shared the curse, the phoenix.

The canary sat in disbelief and despair, a pathetic gloom that no one could see painted on his face. A Silent apology.

“Yup still dead” a sour response replied.

The 2 birds sat in silence. Watching the chaos ensure.

Then the phoenix spoke again.

“Your still here?”

“Its a destiny i'm bound to, and this time, so are you”

“Its over”

“Im aware”

“go home”

“Home? This is my home”

“What?”

“This is the only home I can return to”

“Once this is over, you wont be able to return”

“I know, ill cherish it while i can”

It was at this moment that the canary realized the phoenixes demands for him to leave as heartbroken rather then anger. 

A sorrow that the canary only knew from peering in from beyond the grave.

The canary stared at the phoenix as the phoenix tearfully ate a bite of his pancakes.

“Will we ever meet again?”

“Soulmates are forever” the phoenix replied, “we played the game and the universe might reward us”

“We will meet again, i vow it”

“Wait for me?”

“I shall wait til the end of time, with the thought of your warm embrace as my will”

“Well then….”

“See you then, Jimmy”