#mighty fine shootin

[skidar]

Yeehawgust Day 29: Mighty Fine Shootin'

Dan may have lost his hat but that vermin outlaw lost a lot more when that sawed-off went off.

#skidar art #yeehawgust #anthro #rat #skytiown #hidden stars #jasper #quailsteed #quail hybrid #mighty fine shootin #sheriff dan #dan ferro

[yeehawgust]

This is a case where the weekly and daily prompts really don’t mix so well, because the only time you’ll be hearing Mighty Fine Shootin’ after enough whiskey is if your technique for downing shots of liquor is really something to behold.

#yeehawgust 2023 #Yeehawgust #daily prompts #art prompts #writing prompts #drawing prompts #mighty fine shootin

[astrangebird]

yeehawgust week five: mighty fine shootin'

that's it! I did the thing! that's all I'm doing for yeehawgust and I feel like I finished strong. thanks for coming along and if you want to see the two patreon exclusives, consider becoming a patron :)

#yeehawgust #yeehawgust 2023 #din djarin #yeehawgust mighty fine shootin #art #bird draws #artists on tumblr #queue me?

[saiyan-druid-art]

Yeehawgust Day 29: Mighty Fine Shootin' 🧨🔫🚂

#yeehawgust #yeehawgust 23 #yeehawgust day 29 #mighty fine shootin' #digital art #rdr2 #rdr #red dead redemption 2 #red dead redemption two #rdr2 arthur #arthur morgan #arthur morgan fanart #saiyan druid art #big boah arthur morgan #red dead #rdr2 artwork #rdr2 fanart #rdr2 art #red dead redemption #fanart #rdr2 community #rdr2 fandom #red dead redemption ii #arthur morgan rdr2 #red dead redemption community #red dead redemption arthur

[littleapocalypsekitten]

Pictured: Vash the Stampede has booped some strangers with a rubber dart gun. DO try this at home, kids!

#trigun #boop #this image already on my trigun blur as part of yeehawgust #mighty fine shootin'

[waywardwizzard]

"That was some mighty fine shootin' for someone who's supposed to be a man of God," Mal said once the smoke and dust cleared.

Men were groaning in pain, most of them clutching at their kneecaps.

Shepherd Book reloaded his gun and looked at the Captain with mischievous eyes.

"I wasn't always a Shepherd, Captain."

Mal shook his head and started walking back to Serenity, Book falling in to step behind him.

"Y'know, that ain't the first time I heard something along those lines."

The Shepherd shrugged and threw the Captain a secretive smile.

"And it won't be the last time. The 'verse ain't as big as we think, son. Remember that."

#firefly #serenity #space western #browncoats #firefly fanfiction #yeehawgust #browncoats unite #sci fi #malcolm reynolds #shepherd book #yeehawgust day 29 #mighty fine shootin' #browncoat for life

[baubeautyandthegeek]

Angel With A Shotgun - Kate Riley/Heather Gummer/Sarah Connor

A/N: Day 29 of @yeehawgust . More Treminator. That's Terminator crossed over with @thetremorssaga.

It’d been a while since Kate asked both Heather and Sarah to teach her to shoot, determined to be of more use to them when the home needed protecting. She had proven a fine shot, her smile soft the first time she hit the target, but now she was facing the real thing. The three of them had lined up at the edge of the roof, Kate’s breath soft as she inhales, then starts to shoot. Heather’s own shots are tidy, clipped and neat, Sarah’s more explosive, between them they pick off the enemies headed towards them. It's only when things settle that Sarah clips off her gun, clicking on the safety and shouldering it before moving to kiss Kate softly, then Heather, watching with a small smile as Heather also kisses Kate, finally, finally, free to admit what she’s feeling. “Mighty fine shooting Miss Kate.” Heather drawls, smirking a little at Kate’s blush before moving to help her clean up her gun and lock on the safety, the three headed down to their home and the women they kept safe with their shooting skills.

#yeehawgust #yeehawgust2023 #yeehawgust 2023 #day 29 #mighty fine shootin' #tremors #tremors 2: aftershocks #tremors saga #terminator #sarah connor #kate riley #heather gummer #sarah/kate/heather

[thesconesyard]

Yeehaw!

When the Cactus Blooms

29. Mighty Fine Shootin'

At the sound of a gunshot McCoy stiffened and felt Scotty do the same behind him. They had been tied together back to back. McCoy had a single chair, a small table, his bed and a dresser, so they hadn’t even been sat down before Marcus had the rope started around them.

McCoy forced himself to breath slowly and bite back his panic. No other shots followed so perhaps it had simply been a warning shot, or a shot to announce Harri— no, Khan’s presence. He wondered how many people he had with him.

Marcus had left after tying them up, leaving them in the care of another. A sallow faced man, he had given them one look then ignored them. His hand held his gun and McCoy certainly didn’t want that pointing their way.

“It’ll be ok lad,” Scotty whispered to him. “Jim’ll sort it all out.”

“We have to get out of here,” McCoy whispered back. Can you get your hands free?”

Scotty’s back moved against McCoy’s and he could nearly swear Scotty was holding back a laugh.

“Say the word Len.”

McCoy could hear the grin in his voice. Carefully they turned until Scotty was hidden from the guard. After a few minutes McCoy felt the ropes loosen around himself.

“Ok,” Scotty whispered, sounding pleased. “Let’s get this guy taken care of, then I'll finish getting your ropes off.”

“Hey!” McCoy said loudly to the guard. “Khan pay well for this?”

The guard looked at him.

“No, probably not. Ugly fella like you probably has to pay him to be in his gang,” McCoy continued. “Probably why you get stuck with guarding us. What are we going to do? I’m a doctor.”

“Shut up!” the guard snarled.

“Oh, we must be getting close to home,” McCoy grinned. “Not good enough for anything else, so you have to guard a doctor.” McCoy guffawed.

The guard’s face turned red and he stalked over to McCoy, gun lifting as he pointed at the middle of McCoy’s forehead.

“Shut up!” he demanded.

Before the gun could touch his skin, Scotty struck, hitting the man across the forearm. The hit was hard and the gun dropped. A few tense minutes followed as Scotty and the guard both tried to win the gun. With a loud crack noise, the guard lay still.

McCoy lifted his hands for Scotty to untie.

“Now what?” Scotty asked. McCoy stood rubbing his wrists as Scotty tied the guard’s hands behind his back.

“We’ve got to help.” McCoy turned to his dresser and opened the bottom drawer. He lifted out his gun belt with an unhappy face. “I’ll get to the stables and get Pepper. She’s fastest. I’ll get Pike.”

“No,” Scotty said, grabbing his arm. “I’ll go for Pike. You may be needed here if things take a turn.”

McCoy hesitated, but he heard in his mind again the gunshot and what had sounded like a scream. He took in a deep breath, before reluctantly nodding.

He had crept to the stables with Scotty, but they couldn’t hide the sound of hoof steps as Pepper flew through the open doors. Then Scotty was gone, racing down the drive and away for the sheriff. McCoy could hear voices calling commands as he crept through the shadows to the back door of the house. He didn’t see anyone, so he took that to mean everyone, including Khan’s people were in the front.

He opened the door silently, and made his way through the house. From the front door he could see something was wrong. He couldn’t be certain, but he thought he could see his medical bag sitting next to someone lying on the porch.

The gunshot they had heard! It had been at someone!

McCoy rushed forward and out the front door. Jim was lying on his back, unconscious, and Christine was working feverishly at a dark, wet spot on Jim’s shoulder.

“Leo!” Christine looked at him wide eyed as he dropped next to her.

“Did it go through?” he asked, snapping into a tone of voice he had not used for many years. He pushed a hand underneath Jim. Christine shook her head.

“Hmm, Dr. McCoy. And how did you escape? I take it that was Scotty on the horse?” Khan’s tone was mocking.

“Shut up!” McCoy yelled at him, not even looking up from Jim. He needed to work fast. His hands were flying, Christine handing him what he needed before he could ask.

“Uhura, go get some water and clean towels,” McCoy ordered.

“No.” Khan’s voice was cold and Uhura stopped moving, halfway out of her chair.

“Dammit man! I’m not letting my friend die!” McCoy yelled. Jim’s shirt was a loss. McCoy ripped it out of his way.

“I suppose that would be a black mark on my new ownership,” Khan conceded. “And it will be so much more delightful knowing James T. Kirk is out there somewhere, loathing me.”

“Go Uhura!” McCoy ordered again. This time the woman ran into the house.

A piece of metal clanged on the porch as McCoy dug the bullet from Jim. McCoy let out a breath of relief, then fell back to working on saving Jim. Christine had been quick with putting pressure on the place after the shot. McCoy shot her a grim smile, and began stitching.

“What happened?”

Jim’s voice was groggy, but to McCoy it was music after sitting with the wounded man for two nights.

“Here, drink first.” McCoy slid a hand behind Jim and helped him sit up carefully. Then he passed him a cup.

Jim drank slowly, looking around as he did. McCoy rubbed a hand across his chin self consciously; he hadn’t shaved the past few days, too caught up putting Jim on the mend.

“What’s the last thing you remember?” McCoy asked, as he pulled the cup gently from Jim.

Jim’s face scrunched with thinking.

“Spock heard someone in the dark.”

“That was two days ago kid,” McCoy said gently. “Khan— John Harrison, tried to take the ranch. He shot you.”

Jim’s head quickly turned here and there to see what the injury was.

“Stop that,” McCoy said, exasperated. “It was your shoulder. You had a bit of fever, but there’s no infection. Luckily it was an excellent shot and didn’t hurt anything major,” McCoy continued as Jim ran the fingers from his other hand across the injured spot.

“And Khan took the ranch?” Jim sounded sad. “Of course.”

“No,” McCoy answered. “It’s still yours. Khan’s locked up, waiting to be sent to the city.”

“How in the hell did we win?” Jim asked, mouth hanging open.

McCoy’s smile spread slowly on his face.

“Scotty rode for Pike, he brought back his deputies and others came to help when they heard what was happening to us.”

“I’ll be damned,” Jim said in surprise.

“I’ll get you some lunch,” McCoy said. “You need to eat, get your strength built back up. And Jim?” McCoy stopped at the door.

“Yeah?”

“I'm glad you made it.”

“I remember something else,” Jim said.

“Yes?” McCoy turned his whole body to face Jim.

“Yeah. Sulu says you and Scotty are too loud at night, so could you try to keep it down?

McCoy’s face must have instantly turned red, because Jim grinned.

“I saved your life, you know!”

“And I’m very grateful. Thank you Bones.”

#yeehawgust #day 29 mighty fine shootin #star trek #leonard mccoy #montgomery scott #james t kirk #there may me more errors in this one #please let me know #I’m falling asleep while writing it

[dop2nz]

#Yeehawgust 2023: "Mighty Fine Shootin'"

"Yep, that was some mighty fine shootin' with that newfangled Gatling gun... except you hit everything but the damn target!!"

#yeehaugust 2023 #yeehawgust #mighty fine shootin' #funny pics #joke #photoshoppery #dop2nz

[chronivore]

Mighty Fine Shootin'

#Mighty Fine Shootin' #weird west #ai #zombie

[cowboypunkcolt]

Yeehawgust, goofy fun characters edition Day 24: Uranium Fever Day 27: A Whole Heap of Trouble Day 29: Mighty Fine Shootin' Day 20: Rodeo Clown Day 30: Bottom of the Barrel

#art #yeehawgust #cat #horse

[bigbighouse]

"mighty fine shootin'" for yeehawgust day 29! romans 8:13 said it right

#entirely a coincidence that this is in blurryface colors but i might as well just put the entire album in the caption #yeehawgust #yeehawgust 2023 #christian artist

[vanamation]

“He could die peacefully, with the satisfaction that he, Wyatt Prosper—once a postman, briefly a bounty hunter, forever an outlaw—had secured the deliverance of Clarity Vale.”

Yeehawgust day 29: Mighty Fine Shootin’ (just not on Prosper’s part 😔)

#yeehawgust #yeehawgust 2023 #prosper&vale #tw: blood #cowboys #western #if a different tw tag is needed let me know

[s1x-foot-deep]

day 29. mighty fine shootin'

postal doe w the lawman chaps fanart REAL now... ummm warning for head exploding under the readmore

idk why all my postal art ends up either gay or gory it just seems right

#yeehawgust #yeehawgust 2023 #postal #postal doe #jess scribbles #guns// #blood// #gore// #death//

[adventuresofjasperboone]

Yeehawgust Day 29: Mighty Fine Shootin'

#yeehawgust #the adventures of jasper boone #filler post #trans cowboy #sure he missed shooting @ that guy in part one but I imagine Jasper is actually a fairly decent shot

[artsying-ifer]

one more curly for yeehawgust hehe. this was meant to be for yesterday's prompt ("gunsmoke") but then I was a bit busy last night with.... seeing this scene in person again, so fortunately it also works very well for today's prompt ("mighty fine shootin'")

also this is the first art I've posted of sam palladio as curly, so I guess it kind of counts as a very late "welcome to the show" post!

sidenote for any followers who missed it/anyone interested: I currently have commissions open! check out my blog for details!

#yeehawgust #oklahoma! #oklahoma 2019 #oklahoma musical #oklahoma revival #oklahoma west end #curly mclain #sam palladio #art #fanart #digital art #artsying #ok19