that one scene in resdogs where he's dressing up in his mr orange 'disguise' makes me think of this tweet.

family guy death pose

Normal Siblings Conversation

every time i use the men’s bathroom i feel like mr orange during the commode story except instead of hiding weed i’m hiding the fact that i’m transmasc

looking in the mirror and doing my daily affirmations!

don't pussy out on me now.

they don't know.

they don't know shit.

you're not gonna get hurt.

you're fucking Baretta.

they believe every fucking word 'cause you're super cool

hello resdogs fandom

Did the “draw your favs like this” trend (:

Hope it isn’t dead (:,

Reference:

reservation dogs (2x01) — “the curse”

“i thought you said you didn’t have an extra seat.”

Solving this game:

Mr. White: *Solves correctly, he held the urge to answer incorrectly tho XD*

Mr. Orange: Eh- *answers correctly, he feels weird after that ddksjdks*

Mr. Brown: *Don't give a fuck and answers correctly*

Mr. Pink: 👀 *answers correctly 1 and 2*

Mr. Blonde: *answers all incorrectly (fruity motherfucker)

Mr. Blue: *answers correctly all but (guess y'all, idk actually XD)

Nice Guy Eddie: *answers all incorrectly, fuck it*

this is the one where larry gets to deck freddy

and a companion playlist just for fun!

a little something to apologize for my radio silence!

Hello all of my beautiful followers and newcomers, I hope you are all doing absolutely fantastic and are having a smooth transition into autumn time! I understand that I haven’t been active on @killingitreservoirdogsstyle for a very long time with regular posts and requests, which I have nothing but apologies for. Let me explain myself and why this is. I was given an extra year of high school from my district despite me being a legal adult in order to take the classes I would need to shoot for an astrophysics or theoretical physics degree in post secondary. I have a transcript that I have been told would land me a scholarship to Stanford or MIT without issue, which is not to brag of course, but to explain why I want to pursue my dream. Because of this, I am now doing a massive course overload with mathematics despite my intense trauma from math from my childhood. So it’s not only physically taxing but emotionally exhausting too, I’ve been having to devote all of time to my education. But it’s going very well. I also have been writing a book too, hoping to land a publishing deal within the next year or so to pay for college if I don’t decide to go back to the humanities.

I don’t mean to excuse myself from my responsibilities to you all on this blog. We’ve built such an amazing community here in this humble little corner of Tumblr, and I have nothing but gratitude for all of your continued support, follows, reblogs, and comments. Thank you SO much for everything, moots and longtime followers, you guys are amazing and I know I’ve dropped the ball in giving you the respect and appreciation you deserve. For that I am so sorry.

However, I want to remedy this and hopefully bring back some of you to create our beautiful environment of tolerance, love, and shared fandom for Reservoir Dogs. To do this, I’ve decided to post this little imagine I’ve written about the ResDogs. I hope you enjoy it and I hope it also makes it up to you for my poor behaviour and communication. So without further ado, let’s do this!

a reservoir dogs imagine-slash-songfic-slash-whatever-you-want-to-call-it!

Full credit to the owner/uploader of the GIF! FANDOM: Resevoir Dogs, 1992

GENRE: An imagine/songfic/headcanons

SYNOPSIS: The Reservoir Dogs getting away with a heist to a vibey song!

TRIGGER WARNINGS: Swearing for the song, but that’s it! :)

Please put on your headphones if you’d like and go into your music playing program. Look up ‘Pump It’ by The Black Eyed Peas as you read this to get the best possible ambience and vibes of this imagine! ✨

Imagine…

Molten adrenaline coursing through the veins of the Reservoir Dogs. Their hearts racing at breakneck speeds, thrumming in their chests like the strikes of hammers on their rib cages. Sweat glistening on their skin, dampening their pristine suits. They launch themselves into a stationary Cadillac, the engine a soft purr as it idles in wait for its passengers. The driver, a quiffed sunglasses wearing cat, gives a lopsided smirk. Doors slam. Machinery roars to life, Brown bearing his full weight on the gas pedal. Tires screech. The radio kicks to life, a juggernaut bassline and pounding beat shaking the speakers. Blonde, Pink, and Orange are thrown back onto the worn leather of the seats, bags of fat stacks of cash, glimmering jewels, and a stash of other valuables flying into the back trunk. Time and space seem to accelerate, gravity foreign to Brown as he floors it down the gritty rain soaked Los Angeles streets. Ripping around corners, the car teetering at dangerous angles as it speeds down the pavement. He nearly clips pedestrians, unhesitant in his wild yet somehow smooth jerks of the wheel. Nicotine, money, and the scent of danger thick in the air. An electrified excitement radiates from amongst them. White lets out a gruff laugh, grin boyish. All the Dogs join him, giddy and high on their success. There’s something beautiful about a job well done. Sirens begin to wail in the distance. A cruiser pulls out from behind a corner. Brown lurches the Cadillac to the side, leaning to turn the car. Pink rolls down his window, the cock of a gun like a Vivaldi symphony in his ears. Gunfire rings out. The acrid tang of burning rubber wafts into the backseat. The Dogs reach the freeway, weaving through the midafternoon traffic. The chase was on, the game at its hardest, the thrill tangible and delectable.

Well, ladies, gents, and others, I hope this was decent! If you guys have any positive criticisms or comments, please do not hesitate to drop them below for me; I'm trying to hone my craft, so any feedback would be most helpful! Thank you for reading, and please have a gorgeous rest of your day and week! I love you all a ton, you make my world a happier, better place, and I hope I do the same for you.

res dogs sona shitpost

This is so them 🥺

And Pink still doesn't tip anyone

a little orange/white appreciation post

My dad just met the actor for Uncle Brownie from reservation dogs at the airport!