They Aren’t Going To Actually Kill Off Bobby Right? Right?!? RIGHT?!??

The golden retriever in me goes crazy when watching shows. I’m like “you know how I would have fixed this, group hug!!!” Like tf??? Who do I think I am???

I aspire to one day be the level of chaotic bisexual that is Shawn Spencer

Moodboards for the characters in one of my screenplays <3

Here’s the link if anyone wants to read

https://www.wattpad.com/1517012785?utm_source=ios&utm_medium=link&utm_content=share_reading&wp_page=reading&wp_uname=ilovethosepookies

He truly is the mvp of this show tbh

i would like to take this opportunity to thank the hot priest. truly the 911 character of all time. came in in s1 with his katy perry ringtone and helped bobby walking suicide risk nash forgive himself. and then appeared in s8 and did what no man could do in seven seasons. heal eddie diaz. also flirted with him. thank you for your service kind sir

Can you hear this?

Raise your hand

Right

Left

Oh you can’t hear?

Take this for your

Right

Left

Can we test it again?

See if you lost

More

Less

This matches your hair

They'll see it

Less

More

I want the pink one

So they see it

On my right and on my left

Also maybe I just have issues with authority figures, but Mr. Martin gave HORRIBLE vibes from the start to me

I was talking to my grandma when she mentioned her neighbor named Mr. Canis, and the mini 10year old Sisters Grimm fangirl in me, LOST it.

If I was Maddie I’d be so pissed that my little brother was fighting with his crush instead of looking for me when I’m literally on the verge of death.

I MISS THEM

Go back to your roots he said

Go back to the house and your bed

Go back to the char and the ash he said

Go lay in the dirt and be sad

Oh look at my roots, how they burnt I said

I cry and I stand over them

I wish they would grow so I water them

Water them with my tears, they don’t grow I said

Then take me away to a place, he said

And it could make us feel safe

A place yet it wasn’t our home I said,

But home wasn’t home, not to me I said

I yearn for a place to call home he said

For all of my roots to grow back

But if I go back to that house, he said

My roots will burn all along with them

My brothers roots are burning too I said

How do I handle those flames

I water and water and water them

The flames they hurt all that I love I said

Oh why would someone from above I said

He sat and he listened to me then said

Oh he has a plan with the ash he said

But why oh why did I have to be the ash I said

When others were allowed to be trees I said

Oh I was born with my roots burnt I said

Maybe, oh,

Maybe, that’s beautiful he said

But really it all just makes me mad I said

Mad that I can’t be a tree I said

Mad I can’t be evergreen I said

Well fine go ahead and be mad he said

But the world needs people like you who are ash

To help the trees grow, and be glad