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-“No, he hasn’t spoken as yet. But you mustn’t worry. He’s both young and strong. That’s what’s kept him going until now. He should regain his strength in a very short time.”
“Thank you, Father. You don’t know how much this boy’s life means to me!”
Blondie whump, part 2 (The Good, the Bad and the Ugly)
(part 1)
“But to return—to what, to where?”
— Virginia Woolf, from An Unwritten Novel (via wishbzne)
Tuco tracking down Blondie
The Good, the Bad and the Ugly
also, another hc: seeing as angel eyes gives blondie his iconic outfit (the blue shirt, sheepskin vest, etc.) and blondie finds the serape himself all in tgtbtu, and blondie is pretty much never seen wearing much of anything else after that, i hc that blondie is the type of person who never gets new clothes unless his current clothes are unwearable. he travels very light, doesn’t bathe super often, and wears the same thing every day. if someone gives him new clothes, he’ll completely ditch the old clothes and start wearing that outfit for like , years at a time.
blondie is super asexual / sex-repulsed and doesn’t react to touch in general very well. if someone hugs or kisses him, what he’ll do is pretty much just stand stock still until they’re like, finished, not reacting whatsoever. he just doesn’t know at all how to react. the most blondie will willingly touch someone in an Affectionate or Friendly way is a touch to the shoulder or shaking someone’s hand, pretty much. it takes an IMMENSE amount of trust and a very specifically comfortable moment for blondie to kiss or hug someone himself.
lonelyhunt:
IMMEDIATELY, A GOLD PLATED MAUSER MAKES AN APPEARANCE. the gun is pointed, finger itching to pull the trigger. to say the outlaw is on the edge would be an understatement. after that bank job gone wrong, it seemed that the entire world was against him, ready to claim a bounty that seemed far too good to be true. the response received, however, causes him to lower the weapon. at this point, if this person was after him, they would’ve taken their shot. DEAD OR ALIVE. the same outcome.
he makes a gesture, the gold of his gun gleams against the light the fire provides. it’s an okay. surround yourself with people and you look less suspicious. they’re looking for a lone gunman, what they’ll find is two weary travelers resting beneath the cover of an old oak tree. “ it’s not much,” he speaks, polish accent thick and unique in these parts.
“ but it’s food. ” there’s a couple of rabbits cooking over the fire and an opened can of corn. what wilde intended on consuming had already been devoured, what was left was going to be trashed or tossed to the raccoons lingering in the distance.
perhaps the man with no name reveals himself to be a fellow outlaw, seeing as he stares down the barrel of the gun without so much as a twitch of reaction in his face : his expression is stone, the lines carved into suntanned skin unwavering. he wasn’t surprised the man had pulled the gun on him, however; being in these parts was enough right to be jumpy, even paranoid, of both predatory animals and humans. the polish accent did throw blondie off for half a second, though, to the point where he was almost curious enough to ask what the man was doing in this area by himself. but hunger overpowered all curiosity, and blondie sat quickly after pulling off saddlebags and tethering the horse.
“ ... thanks, “ they said quietly, voice gruff and low. it’s not long before he’s biting into the rabbit, exhaustion from hunger soon receding into relief. from the inner pocket of the sheepskin vest they wore, blondie proffered a flask of whiskey to the other, as if in return for the kindness shown. its clear they weren’t much of a talking type, as they didn’t ask for a name and didn’t have one to give : it was just enough to be by a warm fire with food. though what they did, eventually, ask, was: “ you out here huntin’? “
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it’s like the timing couldn’t have been better, idly lighting his own cigar, and tossing the used match to the side. there was no care of attention to them, but with a voice been spoken up, he can’t help but smile in kindness to strangers and throw off his pursuers. ‘ sure do, partner. ’ snatching a match from the box, it’s with practiced movements that he leans over to light their own cigar. although, there’s a pause and raised brows in piqued interest. ‘ you seem familiar. ain’t i seen you ‘round before? ’
blondie leans into the match provided, giving a puff of smoke out of the corner of his mouth before leaning away, head nodding a little in appreciation. the question, however, gave slight pause : it seemed like everyone these days knew who they were, given the wanted posters and slight mythology surrounding them. “ maybe, “ he remarked idly, throwing the fellow cowboy a sidelong glance. maybe you’ve seen me on a poster that says ‘dead or alive’, blondie meant. “ i get around. “
hadestown lyric sentence starters.
❝ flood will get you if the fire don’t. ❞
❝ there ain’t a thing that you can do. ❞
❝ it’s an old song. ❞
❝ i’m the man who’s gonna marry you. ❞
❝ i also play the lyre. ❞
❝ i’ve met too many men like you. ❞
❝ see the world? i’ll make it beautiful for you. ❞
❝ are you always this confident? ❞
❝ when you look at me, what do you see? ❞
❝ lover tell me, if you can, who’s gonna buy the wedding bands? ❞
❝ the sun is hot, so am i. ❞
❝ i’m as free as a honeybee. ❞
❝ what we have, we have to share. ❞
❝ i’ll give you a song for free, ‘cuz that’s how life oughta be. ❞
❝ he could make you see how the world could be, in spite of the way that it is. ❞
❝ i was alone so long i didn’t even know that i was lonely. ❞
❝ this is how it’s always been. ❞
❝ all i’ve ever known is how to hold my own. ❞
❝ i wanna hold you. ❞
❝ takes a lot of medicine to make it through the wintertime. ❞
❝ everybody’s hungry, everybody’s tired. ❞
❝ kinda makes you wonder how it feels. ❞
❝ if you wanna keep your head, you gotta keep your head low. ❞
❝ in the coldest time of year, why is it so hot down here? ❞
❝ it ain’t right and it ain’t natural. ❞
❝ i recall there was a time we were happy, you and i. ❞
❝ everything i do, i do it for the love of you. ❞
❝ if you don’t even want my love, i’ll give it to someone who does. ❞
❝ hey, little songbird, gimme a song. ❞
❝ i wanna lie down forever. ❞
❝ weren’t we birds of a feather? ❞
❝ help yourself, to hell with the rest. even the one who loves you best. ❞
❝ ain’t nobody but yourself to trust. ❞
❝ aim for the heart, shoot to kill. if you don’t do it then the other one will. ❞
❝ cast your eyes to heaven, you get a knife in the back. ❞
❝ wouldn’t you have done the same? ❞
❝ wait for me, i’m coming with you. ❞
❝ when’s the last time you saw the sky? ❞
❝ wipe away your tears. ❞
❝ you sell your soul, you get your due. ❞
❝ but don’t you see? it’s different with me. ❞
❝ there must be some mistake! ❞
❝ it was a mistake, alright. and now you gotta pay for it, for the rest of your life. ❞
❝ a lot can happen behind closed doors. ❞
❝ is anybody listening? ❞
❝ nothing can wake me now. ❞
❝ why are you getting on your knees? ❞
❝ i’m asking you to marry me. marry me, say ‘i do’. i came all this way to ask you to. ❞
❝ the two of us, you and me. that’s how it would have been, if the world was different. ❞
❝ it ain’t no use; you’re bound to lose. ❞
❝ is it true what they say? ❞
❝ how long have we been married? ❞
❝ i don’t mind if you look at other girls now and then. ❞
❝ how does the sun even fit in the sky? ❞
❝ love is not a gilded cage. ❞
❝ soldier on and then the war will bring us peace. ❞
❝ the heart of a man is a simple one. ❞
❝ gotta think quick, gotta save face. ❞
❝ what you gonna do now? ❞
❝ men are fools, men are frail. give them the rope and they’ll hang themselves. ❞
❝ with his kiss, the riot starts. ❞
❝ you said that you would stay with me. ❞
❝ can’t promise you fair sky above. can’t promise you kind road below. but i’ll walk with you, my love, any way the wind blows. ❞
❝ just keep singing. ❞
❝ the coldest night of the coldest year comes right before the spring. ❞
❝ doubt comes in and my heart falters. ❞
❝ you’re early. ❞
❝ i missed you. ❞
❝ pour the wine and raise a cup. ❞
The Good, The Bad And The Ugly (1966), dir Sergio Leone
director of photography Tonino Delli Colli
The Good, the Bad and the Ugly (1966), dir. Sergio Leone
A blondie and two extras without the bg and without color for ur consideration
For A Few Dollars More (1967) → Col. Douglas Mortimer & “Manco”
It’s all for you. I think you deserve it.
30 DAYS CHALLENGE Clint Eastwood
DAY 17 - The movie you watched the most times - For A Few Dollars More
make me choose: anon asked a fistful of dollars, for a few dollars more or the good, the bad and the ugly ?
The Three Of Us ll Streetlight Manifesto
❝ let me take a look… ❞
it was a sorry shape that blondie took, conditions which he was apt to suffer every once in a while since he spent most of his time meddling in other people’s affairs. getting beaten up and broken was just apart of the job, really: he wasn’t a perfect sleuth. with little to no energy, he allows the other to help him to something of a sitting - up position, bloody face almost making him indistinguishable. it was an effort, as it was, to say anything in his normal life : being wounded rendered him completely silent. all his blue eyes did was watch him inspect the damage, expression occasionally twisting in a quiet wince.
here is a good memey summary of the main trio: the good snuggling an armadillo, the bad getting shot as dramatically as he can, and the ugly taking his Time under the noose,
* blondie facts.
he actually has quite a few siblings, most of whom are girls. however, since he never knew his birth parents, where they’re from, or where they’re headed, he’ll never meet them.
what did blondie do with the 100,000$ of confederate gold he stole, you ask? he gave almost all of it to father ramirez’s mission, telling them to buy food and more medical supplies.
blonde is on the autism spectrum. he is also selectively mute and rarely says more than the BARE MINIMUM of words that communicates his ideas. he interacts much better with animals than he does people.
his horse’s name is “horse”. they have a very intimate, understanding relationship.
blondie actually isnt blond at all. he has brown hair that has pretty much been sun-bleached. it would make sense that he’s called blondie, though, considering most of the people he is around are tanned italians or latinx people.
blondie will literally respond to any name your muse chooses to call him. so feel free to get creative!
