no-where land

it means that when you're suffering that's when you're most real.

[makemadej]

I got your checks and balances right here. [x]

[romelle-moved]

no offense but two characters running from the authorities and then one of them pulls the other in a dark, small alley to shake them off and they’re both breathing hard and there’s not much space there and they’re looking at each other while trying to hold back chuckles and one of them brings their finger to their lips playfully in a ‘shhh’ motion while smirking and oh no now they’re looking at one another’s lips and one of them whispers “i think the coast is clear now. we could leave.” and the other says “yeah. we could.” but they’re still looking at the other person’s lips and neither make a move to go and they can feel each other’s breath against their skin and. y eah

[nieyao]

old ships you forgot you loved that come back and just punch you right in the face

[sweetwatersheriff]

polyphoniie‌:

“Well, I’m much obliged, Sheriff. Daddy’s ranch hands will have a much easier time rounding up the cows that escaped now that there won’t be any more fugitives to catch.” Dolores smiles meekly at the ranch hand-turned-sheriff who used to work for her father, and accepts the tools handed to her.

“There oughta be somethin’ I can do to thank you for your help. Would you like to stay for supper? I know Mama won’t mind.”

Not too many cattle had escaped from their fenced field through the broken fence so Gabriel felt no cause to join them in rounding up the runaways. Escapees from his family ranch sometimes wandered to hers over the fields that separated the Valentine’s land from Abernathy’s. How could he blame them? Dolores was a delight.

“I’d be much oblidged to, your mama’s cooking certainly beats mine.” Crooking his thumbs through his belt loops, he kept his stride shorter than usual so as not to out pace her smaller steps. “Might there be pie in this bargain?”

[yeehawlw]

*gets down on one knee* wehaw are meant to behaw, partner

[jiabaoyuu]

me, sobbing profusely and nodding: y,,,yeehaw,,

[shadovvlurking]

Pirates are cool they’re like ocean cowboys

[summerchick13-deactivated202510]

or are cowboys more like land pirates….?

[shadovvlurking]

[sweetwatersheriff]

how many te.ddy fl.ood’s do I need to murder to make more ppl write westworld characters and verses

[sweetwatersheriff]

@maevc

“Now Miss Maeve, witnesses are sayin’ that man you shot was just mindin’ his own business in yer saloon. I understand if a new settler warrants a bullet in the chest, but your justification needs to line up with the statements my deputy is takin’ or it looks a little more...murderous.”

[roseredfingers]

[sweetwatersheriff]

catharsii‌:

              “Much appreciated, my friend.”

He took another sip of his drink before setting the glass down, instead reaching inside his pocket for a coin. After placing it on the table, he slid it closer to his companion with a gloved hand, grinning all the while.

             “I am a… patron of the arts, you see. Give the artist              my gratitude for depicting my likeness once again.              And, well… much as I’d love a welcome wagon, rest              assured that I’m on my own today.” 

It’s considerate of the outlaw to pay for his drink --- he’s not always a robber apparently. Ah, so it’s not for the drink after all. Since the move reveals to merely be a cheeky gesture, Gabe squints at the coin before looking back up to the scruffier, darker clad man. 

“Well shucks Hector, if you’re so generous to artists maybe I should hang up my hat and badge for a life of charcoals and paints.” 

[sweetwatersheriff]

@polyphoniie

“Ain’t nothing meek about acceptin’ a little help to fix this old fence.” Gabriel dusts off the dirt and dry grass the clings to his knees as he stands up from where he’d been kneeling next to the cobbly fence on Abernathy’s land. It’s not the first time the weathered wood and rusty metal has given way and certainly won’t be the last. Thankfully escaped cattle hadn’t gotten too far. Handing back the dingy metal tool box and spare nails he hadn’t used Sweetwater’s sheriff squints up at the cloudless sky and looks back down at the pretty ranch girl. “I’d rather it be me out here gettin’ splinters and dodgin’ rusty nails than you. Not that I doubt your capabilities or anything, Miss Dolores.”

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[sweetwatersheriff]

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[oliviajanewildedaily]

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[roseredfingers]

[santas-clauze]

every western movie ever made: The wild west is dying. theres no more room left for cowboys anymore…

me everytime: :(