#cabose

[clearlyaginger]

#i might do a poll with individual seasons idk how many choices tumblr lets you put on here #rvb #red #vs #blue #red vs blue #grif #sarge #simmons #donut #lopez #doc #sister #tucker #church #caboose #cabose #lol #washington #carolina #agent carolina #agent washington #locus #felix #tex #freelancer #project freelancer #roosterteeth #animation #halo

[little-caboose-on-big-adventures]

just wanted to say tiny cabose is absolutely adorable brings me so much joy thank you

I’m happy that you’re happy!!

Thank you for the kind words!

#lil caboose #rvb caboose #michael j caboose #rvb #toy photography

[leonardalphachurch]

cabose

this tbh literally so true

#asks #catball

[rvbyaoi]

the comments on the new RvB QvsA are so funny. could make a collection of all the questions that are either “are you guys gay” or “what happened in the closet on chorus” lmao theres so many also the misspellings :[ ITS Grif. one f. guys please its been 18 seasons surely you’ve learnt this by now. THEY MADE JOKES ABOUT IT IN THE SHOW i think idk its been a while (caboose too. not cabose. not cabosse. its like the word for trains or whatever) and dont even get me started on the fatphobia and mischaracterisation. “grif how much food do u eat” “grif when was the last time u did work” you dont deserve grif anymore. give him back. u can have him again when u understand the nuance to his character and stop ignoring his character development. the “grif are you actually lazy or just scared of failing” guy can stay tho bc u GET grif

#rvb #red vs blue

[leonardleonardchurch]

yes that wuz a trick question. you pass! and yes i am cabose. i checked

tucker says drop it cabose its not really him and something about girls on the internet actually being guys but he probably meant hi!

also the cumputer is on the table so i cant drop it. wash says it stays on the table and sarge cant even use it supervised anymor after the last time. times. lots of computer crashes. from being thrown at the wall. and the floor. and the shooting at it with bullets. crashhh crunch spark spark spark shotgun noises kabwooom! anyways talk to you later church! id send a freckles picture or the drawing i made but the internet does not like best frendship apparently and i can only send werds

Uh. Yeah. Hey Caboose. Sorry about, uh. Never mind. You’re probably used to it.

Tucker’s right, I’m not really me, I’m… a different me? Than you know? Uh. You know what, never mind that either. 

Just. Listen to Wash, don’t drop the computer or shoot the computer or try to shove paper into the computer, okay?

Tell Tucker— n-no, don’t tell Tucker anything. Yeah.

All right. Cool. Uhhhh. See you.

#church transmits #anonymous caboose #{ooc: he’s the most awkward man in the WORLD when he’s trying to be nice}

[thicc-mothman]

guys im rewatching rvb n im in season 15 and :( cabose :(((

#red vs blue #rvb #rvb caboose #i care about him so much #rvb church #im never gonna get over that he never got to say goodbye to church :(( #rvb season 15

[toediet]

i really do personally believe that Caboose's name is actually Cabose and people just assume he's misspelling it because well... he's him.

#rvb #red vs blue #caboose

[cabeeses]

cabose fan mail

mialing me mailing me honk honk HIHOOHNKK

#cabobobo #caballl #:) hi

[averagejoey2000]

He's finally here!

#I bought him on the release day for singularity and he's here! #red vs blue #rvb #michael j caboose #Caboose #Caboose rvb #cabose #toys #the goodest boy

[smilysstuff]

Spartan! Caboose AU

This is a scene from the 12th chapter 'An Outside Perspective' from the fanfic 'Kaleidoscope' made by @prvtbugsbuggins (KeetahSpaceCat) on ao3 and in their blog. I suggest to check their fanfics out! It's great! 10/10

Made this fanart for KeetahSpaceCat, if you want to understand this lil comic I made I suggest reading the 12th fic

Here's the fanfic if interested!

#Rvb #Red vs blue #rvb fanfiction #Fanart #Spartan! Caboose AU #rvb caboose #Micheal j Caboose #Serioys cabose

[uniqueartisanconnoisseur]

Maid Rite is Made Right!

Maid Rite is Made Right!

Today I took my husband Keith to Maid Rite in Springfield, Illinois. This wonderful diner famous for its loose meat sandwiches has been on the National Historic Register since 1924. Inside we were told that this site dates back to even earlier than that. The Building The diner is located in a train caboose. To add space, they built onto in the 1980’s. The atmosphere is quite charming, but it is…

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#first drive thru #Fred Angell #Maid Rite #Maid Rite sandwhich #National Historic Register #Peases at Bunn Gourmet #Springfield Illinois #Springfield traditions #train cabose diner

[deerbydesign]

more stuff for @homestar1812​ fic because I have all the free time and two hands.

I didn’t drAw Zisu, please I hate perspective drawing,,, but I like the idea of pokemon Battle,

color and values? dont know her.

cabose my beloved

#pokemon #emmet pokemon #pokemon au #fanart #sylveon #hisuian zoroark #PLA #PLA au #fic art

[smply-sktchng]

Cabose :-)

(design based off of @/karvvie on IG)

#red vs blue #fanart #rvb #rvb caboose #rvb fanart #digital art

[clocks-are-round]

animal crossing island work in progress photos

things are still very messy and incomplete but it’s coming along

Tex’s Gym of Baddassery

Lopez’ repair shed

Sarge’s Garage

Donut’s Boutique (& garden, not shown)

Simmons’ Nerd Place

Grif’s Snooze & Snack (might rename, currently a dumb play on Bed & Breakfast. easily portable for quick relocation to hide from Sarge)

O’Malley’s Evil Lair BEGONE

Carolina’s Bandstand

Kai’s bitchin’ rave

Cabose’s Fun Gam Fun Zon

ran out of space on this post so not showing church’s diner & kitchen. there’s also Doc’s Wellness Center and Junior Playground. will also at least make spots for Wash & Epsilon… the playground was indirectly supposed to be Tucker’s but I might just make the diner Tucker’s and the kitchen Church’s unless i come up with something else. idk, still figuring stuff out

forgot to take photos of the mock blood gulch too but there’s not much to show yet anyways. Just two flags in the middle of a box canyon (& two headstones) whoopdee-fuckin-doo

#rvb #animal crossing #island update

[vs-blue]

"... It was Epsilon. He inherited the memories, didn't he?"

Wash turned to the speaker with a wicked grin. It was a shame his face wasn't visible.

"I've known about what you did since the moment you implanted him in me."

"Well then, I am very sorry Agent Washington, but Project Freelancer no longer has need of your services." The director's voice had no hint of regret as he offered his apology. "Program, disable interior shields."

"What?!" Wash almost panicked as the Meta stepped closer, no longer trapped by the shield.

"Agent Maine, please kill Agent Washington."

Maine switched to his pistol as Wash tried to tell him to stop, and shot Wash. Wash groaned and fell to his knees, bleeding.

"Alert: incoming recovery beacon, level zero." The system's voice chimed, as an incessant beeping started to fill the room. "Immediate response necessary."

"Agent Washington, I feel that's one recovery beacon you won't be attending to." The director mocked him as he tried to put some distance between himself and Maine. "Kill him, Agent Maine."

"Alpha?" "Where is it?" "Where's Alpha?" Several voices tried to ask variations of the same question at the same time from within the circuits of Maine's armor.

"The Alpha is not here, it has been moved far away. Attend to the matter at hand." The director responded, impatient.

"Agent Maine what the director is trying to say," the counselor stepped in, "is we can discuss the Alpha later. What's important is that you prove you can be trusted again. We need to trust you before letting you meet the Alpha, don't you agree?"

Wash laughed painfully.

"You know, Meta, why wait? Why don't you meet him, right now?" He said, trying his best to ignore the pain, and signaling for Church to project himself.

"Hi there." Church said, almost friendly, and made the AIs within Maine whisper in a mess of voices again, surprise and curiosity trying to urge Maine to step closer to their original.

[cut to the reds and blues]

"Caboose, watch out for that-" Grif tried to warn a second too late, stopping as he heard a thud from Cabose's car hitting the rock. "... Rock."

"Oh no, Church!" Caboose cried, noticing the empty body had fallen from the impact.

"What the hell are you doing?? Why are you stopping, move!!" Grif stopped beside him.

"His body fell out!"

"So what?!"

"He's gonna need it!"

"It's just an empty shell, now get going!" Simmons replied. Caboose took a moment to look back at the fallen body, and as Simmons followed his eyes he noticed something. "Guys? I think we have company!" He said, pointing at a rapidly approaching flash of cyan in the horizon.

[cut to Wash and the Meta]

"... Wash, what the hell are you doing?" Church said warily as Wash forced him to eject.

"Following the plan. Great shot, by the way. Really convincing." Wash stood up properly, an arm limp from being shot on the shoulder, the other offering the AI to Maine. Maine huffed and nodded at the compliment, and took the offering. The AIs retracted to interact with Alpha, and Maine picked up Wash.

"What's going on?!" The director demanded, and Wash smiled to himself as he heard the panic in the man's voice.

"Agent Maine, put him down." The counselor said. "Whatever you two think you are doing, this will not end well for anyone. If we could just discuss this in a more civilized manner..."

"There's nothing to discuss." Wash answered. "Like I said, I know everything you did. And now we're going to make you pay." Maine carried him out of the room over his shoulder. A radio transmission chimed in for the two of them.

"Epsilon is secured." A woman's voice said. "The hunt is on, dad."

#red vs blue #rvb #vs writes #long post #agent washington #agent maine #agent carolina #the meta #mainecarwash #look. i think it would be very epic if they were evil together. revenge polycule.

[creepsmcstuffins]

Living with a Irish Fae

I live with a Dullahan. No, it's not some grotesque headless horseman that throws its head at you or takes its spine whip and snatches you up into a skeletal wagon. Nor does it throw a bucket of blood on you when you get too close to it.

Sorry, if you think that, but its.... Rather HE is just an asshole. Who eats all my food, leaves the lights on, terrorizes (not really though) my dogs and shits with the door open to the bathroom. He's am Irish bloke, with a smart damn mouth. And yes he does, indeed, own a horse. His horse is better company than the loud asshole that lives with me. His horse is a black stallion that goes by the name of Caboose. A friendly boy, and I even get to ride him, when the dullahan isn't working.

Cullen O'Houlihan. That's his full name. He's a bastard man. But I'm sure your wondering how we met. Well, I'll take you back a bit.

My name is Ebonie Brown. And I was driving home one morning after working a long 10 hours. The old country roads that I drive are usually empty. Save for the occasional deer or possum in or on the side of the road. And maybe if a neighbor, I say that lightly, left one of the gates open and a cow might be grazing along the road. In the early hours of the morning, the sun could be seen peeking over the mountains. I live in a heavily mountainous area, where a lot of agriculture is farmed. Mostly corn, if I'm honest. The sun was leaving the sky pink and red, lovely hues that I enjoyed seeing.

Without warning, a horse was in the middle of the road, barely smashing into the animal, I turned the steering wheel, swerving away from the horse. Not completely hitting it, but not missing it either. I hit its rear, or what seemed like a hit. Spinning out and luckily not going into a ditch or being bent around a tree, I got out.

"What the hell!? I could-" the horse still stood. Like nothing happened! Though it... It shimmered like a... Phantom of some sort... it... looked at me, with... Big black eyes... Empty hollowed eyes, black as night. It snorted at me, black smoke pooling out from its nostrils. I took a glance at the rest of it, like it's head, the body shimmered. Black shadows enveloped it, shifting at the horse moved his neck to look at me better. I shivered as it moved.

"Uh... nice horsey?" I asked, more of a whimper, and holding my hands up. In defense, hoping this... Nightmare wouldn't decide I was food... or something... Jumping at a rustling sound, coming from the tree line near where I was standing. The horse let out another snort. And a... A man came out. Tall... tall as shit. Im a 5ft 2in woman, a little overweight, if I'm honest. And he was a giant! At least 6ft... He was wearing black armor, accompanied by an obsidian sword and a spine whip.

I know. I know, I said that he doesn't use the whip, but let me continue.

This man... He didnt have a fucking head. Scratch that, he had a head, he was just holding it in his arms. The head looked at me. At my eye level. He had brown thick hair, and golden eyes. The eyes were shimmering like the horse's eyes and body. The head had gold light flowing from it and the body had a purple aura pouring from it. Power, dark power came from both, the horse and its rider. I stepped back, and stared at the head.

"The fok you starin' at?" It spoke, thick Irish accent prominent, "You ever seen a man at night like this, ya idiot!?"

I was speechless, frozen. I didn't expect the head to talk. It frowned at me,

"Well!? Don't stand there gapin' like a fish! SPEAK!!" His voice rang out loud and even made some sleeping birds flutter past us. The horse snorted, pawing at the ground. The head looked at the horse then back at me.

"You hi't 'em?!" He barked at me, snapping me out of my stupor,

"N-no? I.. I mean... he... i..." I stuttered, still not moving. The head huffed and the body moved, reattaching the head to itself.

"Whats your name?" He crossed his arms, and leaned his weight off to one side, the sword swinging as he shifted his weight.

"Ebonie... Brown." I spoke slowly, eyeing the sword more than the whip. Then looked back up at him.

"Well I'm Cullen O'Houlihan. And you hit Caboose. You hurt his feelings. Now. You owe us." He smiled evilly at me. I frown, starting to drown in whatever shitty possibilities he had in mind. The male bent down and smiled at me,

"Well Miss Brown. Where ya live at? I'm gonna need a place to rest m' weary 'ead." I shutter, and nod, getting back into my car. He mounted his horse and followed me home. We arrived at my mother's home... Thankfully she and my sister were sleep still. I parked and got out.

"Uh... what are you gonna do with... Your horse? He-"

"He'll be fine out here." Cullan yawned and dismounted. And strode up to me.

"Cute lil' house. Your Ma?" He nodded at the house. I nodded,

"Yeah. Come on... I only have one bed so..." I walked to my door, and unlocked it.

"Oh?" I could hear the smug look and smile on his face,

"Care to have a night with an Irish lad then?" He bent close to my cheek. I could feel Cullen's breath. It was cold, like a frozen wind, on a snowy December night. I hit him with the screen door.

"You can sleep on my dogs bed. I don-" Cullen barked out a yelp of surprise, rather than pain. I smirked and walked into the door. Slipping my shoes off. He followed, having to bend a bit to get through the door.

"Well. This is... not what-"

"Shut up. If your staying the night-" He threw a bag of money, gold rather at my head. And shot me a look, that said "that aught to be enough." I rolled my eyes. His armor melted, and transformed into comfy pajamas. Cullen gave a stretch and looked at me.

"Bed? I'm quite tired." I nodded, pointing at my room. Walking through the doorway, he plopped, face first into the bed. Snoring before I could walk in after him. I sighed, stupid bastard was supposed to sleep elsewhere. It's fine I guess... just for one night. I slipped in next to him, careful not to get to close to him. I pulled my plaid blanket close and then reached over pulling another blanket over Cullen. I huffed and fell asleep.

I woke up to clattering and a scream, I shot out of my bed. Cullen was looking for whatever, not stopping to look at him I rushed outside, snatching my gun and pulling the slide, loading a bullet into the chamber. My mom was screeching at the black (non shimmering) horse standing in the garden. Caboose was eating her cucumbers... I lowered my gun.

"Shit...." Cullen followed me out, spoon in hand, eating out of my applesauce jar. He was snickering.

"WHO ARE THEY!?" my mom yelled at me, pointing at Cullen and Caboose. I held my hand up and she stopped panicking.

"This is..." I paused... I didn't know what to say! What was I supposed to say!? As if reading my mind, Cullen stepped forward, pushing the jar into my hands.

"Hello!" His voice clear and friendly, he stepped forward and extended his hand,

"Im Cullen! Cullen O'Houlihan! Pleasure to finally meet you Miss Boyd! I'm your daughter's boyfriend." He smiled widely and as charming he could.

My mom took his hand and her eyes grew clear, as if I had mentioned this random ass man before.

"Oh! Cullen! I remember Eb saying something about you! Wonderful to finally meet you!" She smiled at the man, then scolded him,

"You need to move your horse though! He's eating my garden!" At a snap of Cullen's fingers, Caboose, the nightmare horse moved.

"So sorry about the inconvenience. I'll make sure he stays out of the plants Miss." He walked back over to me, flashing me a look. And he plucked the applesauce jar from my hand, and wrapped an arm around my shoulders, pulling me close. And pressing our cheeks together.

"I hope you don't mind me crashin' here! I've got rent money for us." He pulled out a stack of money from his pocket and held it out to my mother. She gratefully took it and nodded. Leaving us alone outside to stare at Caboose who was eating the weeds next to my old red Chevy. Cullen didn't move, but stood still smirking at me, and gave me a pointed look.

"Well, Darlin'," he drew out the word, "Darlin'", "I guess your stuck with me." He kissed my cheek, his lips cold. And walked off. I sighed, now I have a.... I realized I didn't know what the hell he was. I turned and followed him inside,

"What-"

"A Fae. Specifically a Dullahan." He mused. Ok so he could read my mind. Cullen looked at me and smiled, sitting in my spinning computer chair. I opened my mouth again, he spoke, this time in my head, smiling that stupid ass Cheshire cat grin,

"I'm here cause I'm curious. Tired living in the fuckin forests and meadows of Ireland. But the civilization was a bit much for me and Caboose, so I opted for a cooler area. The mountains was what he and I agreed on. You just happened to be unlucky to come across us. I found a dead dog in the road where you "hit" Cabose. And I wanted to give the poor thing a decent burial." Cullen finished his story and plopped the empty applesauce jar on my computer desk.

"This is my new home.... But if you move, I'll move with you."

So... I guess that'd the first thing? To write about... for now. My new boyfriend is a Dullahan. A legit one... his... head is floating over here now. I gotta go... I'll write again soon.

#creepypasta #dullahan #entry 1 #original post #original story