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vongulli · 1 year
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MORE jojo stuff from late 2022 (pt.. many)
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vintage-tigre · 3 months
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Annie Oakley Shooting A Gun Over Her Shoulder Using A Hand Mirror, 1899
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laugtherhyena · 11 months
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My part of an art trade with @kiruvry i hope you enjoy your mans :]
+ bonus doodle because i couldn't resist making this dumb joke
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homesickhalfling · 2 years
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heartandmusic · 3 months
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SPRRY IM ON THE FRENCH WIKIPEDIA PAGE FOR MASH AND DID THEY TURN THAT TWINK INTO A STRAIGHT BUDDHIST????? LMFAOOO WTF
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foxgloveinspace · 5 months
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oh my god you gave permission to send vids and i lasted all of 30 minutes before needing to send something 😂
BUT!!!
iv crying 🥺🥺🥺 the love for iii these last few shows has melted my heart and clearly the bands too
https://x.com/vesseltoken/status/1734391886901616999?s=46
i cannot suffer alone with this one i’m so sorry
Well, as I watch this and suffer. here, sleep token official instagrams account second to last pic…. Our boy AdamRosssi knows what we want, haha.
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Oh no……
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vonlipvig · 1 year
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drawing period accurate firearms sucks so much. i think this 18th century frenchman should own a glock.
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yellowistheraddest · 10 months
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look ive said timeless times that i hate lineart but my psyche would break if i tried to go lineless - all of this to say that im not fucking rendering the cowboy drawing fully because its already dragging me to hell and beaking all of my bones
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snowshinobi · 2 months
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here's what you do ok you give your guy (gender neutral) a quirky talent. some obscure hobby they've gotten outrageously good at. and then make it plot relevant. for example, my bf's mc is like the #2 best player at a racing simulator game in a scifi setting where well-designed, well-funded public transportation has replaced cars. then a catastrophic event renders that public transportation unusable; the only means to deliver vital info is an old-timey hovercar. all eyes turn to the mc
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vampyreki · 6 months
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There's another fedora maa-kun?
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they keep putting him in hats
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sunniestshark-ocs · 10 months
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- AU Gotei 13 - - Captains of Division 5 -
Tasunka Sota is one of the co-captains of the 5th division, the newer of the two but an excellent addition to the leadership. Tasunka is known as a mellow and level-headed whose serene, calm nature always seems unflappable. Truthfully, Tasunka is a deeply emotional person that masks it under layers of careful control. When they first achieved Shikai, around a time when there was heavy conflict with the Quincy, they were judged pretty harshly for the bow shape of their zanpakuto. The stigma has since passed but the incident is one of the reasons they present themselves as such an untouchably serene presence.
Shawna Kings is the elder captain of the 5th, the eldest daughter to the noble Kings family in Soul Society. Shawna once trained to join the Central 46 as a judge, and has a deep and thorough understanding of Soul Society law and historical laws throughout countless cultures. This makes her a fair and understanding presence who would have thrived in the judiciary side of soul society, but realized that until she was incapacitated her skills would be better off serving the military of the Gotei. Shawna is the queen of compartmentalization, where her on-the-clock persona often seems like an entirely different, and at-odds with her leisure time persona. Despite her interests in law and justice, Shawna is known to have a very liberal and... interesting interpretation of laws that she feels are restrictive and unfair. She was the first captain to vocally dissent against banning visords from the Gotei.
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We’ve gotta shift gun culture away from violence and self defense as the two major forces that push out guns.
Where’s the hunting rifles? The sportsmanship? The beautiful wood furnishing? Target shooting, hunting for food, design admiration. Yes- guns are made for harm first and foremost but that doesn’t have to be their ONLY reason for existing.
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teaboot · 1 month
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Things my neighbor hears through our shared wall:
(In a dramatic old-timey voice) LUCY, I'M HOME
"Where the FUCK are my pants"
(Staple gun noises)
The busted shower knob that makes a whining noise
Death metal at low volume, overlapped by sewing machine noises
"Why did god make me this way"
Constant popcorn
Blowtorch
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yanderenightmare · 5 months
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Dabi x darling x Hawks
TW: NSFW, noncon, war, soldiers, married reader
AN: kinda inspired by when British Parliament passed the Quartering Act in 1765, and those in the American colonies were required to provide housing for British soldiers, and how they were also expected to provide food, firewood, and even beer.
fem reader
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Thinking about old-timey soldiers Hawks and Dabi who knock on your door with their caps in hand, plastic smiles on both their faces when asking for a warm homecooked meal – knowing you can’t refuse by order of the King.
It’s a humble cottage more than it’s a house, but the two men make themselves at home while you slowly stir the stew you’ve whipped up for them – only halfway of your own free will. 
Hawks asks where your husband is, and you point to the love letters displayed on the mantle and tell them he’d been called away seven months ago. 
Dabi then asks if you’ve been lonely…
You try and laugh it off as though it was a charming thing of him to say – but you’ve been feeling apprehensive ever since you opened the door – seeing their hands casually resting on the weapons by their hip as though in silent threat.
You sit with your hands in your lap while they eat. They say they’ve missed the sweetness of a woman like you – that the lads back at base don’t know how to do it the same way. And you know they’re talking about the food, but still… you can’t help but feel they’re insinuating something else.
You scream when they grab you – but it’s not like they expected anything else from a married woman – of course, a good wife would give anyone who isn’t her husband some fight – but like any woman, you’re quickly subdued by the two of them. 
Their smiles are still eerily calm, even as you cry – utterly unmatched by their actions, where they squeeze into all your plush parts with unwarranted strength.
Hawks hugs you from behind, forcing your arms behind your back – his crotch planted firm against your rear, even through all the thick layers of your skirt. 
Dabi is in front of you. He ripped open your blouse in the struggle – now whistling at the pretty sight of your tits while stroking his revolver up the crane of your neck, poking it into your cheek before using it to brush a wisp of hair out of your face – pretty and riddled with tears while you snivel and whimper.
He takes your chin in a strong hand, his tone smooth while he tells you to calm down – as though he's not got his loaded fire weapon aimed at you. His nose brushes yours as he croons at you through a smile – giving your quivering lips a quick peck.
Hawks’ tone is just as suave – playful even, grinning toothily, chuckling out how they just want to thank you for the hospitality as he quickly tugs the wool of your dress up, balling it all around your waist. Petting your cunt through your bloomers with your wrists gripped firm in his other hand, pinned tightly to the small of your back.
Cutlery, plates, and cups crash to the floor when Dabi swipes to clear the table – sending you hips-first against it.
The nose of his gun jabs into your nape, forcing your head down until your cheek smudges the splintery wood.
He doesn’t bother retraining you, letting the threat of his bullets do to all the talking while he unbuckles his belt, letting his uniform drop around his ankles.
He rips a gash in the thin cotton of your bloomers. They look too cute to remove. Not frilly like rich maidens wear, like in those catalogs the men will pass around if not pictures of each other's girlfriends. Yours are worker class, probably sewn by yourself from some old curtains – not meant to be erotic, but made so erotic because of it. 
You’re just a simple farmer’s daughter making your country proud – is what he whispers in your ear when he has two fingers stuffed up your cunt.
It’s obvious you haven’t been fucked in a while – the two digits make you wince and, in turn, make him restless to give you the real thing. He can tell just by the buck of your hips it’s going to feel the same as fucking a virgin.
You’re quickly wet like one, too. Makes it easy for him to slide into your tightness despite your teary whines. 
He lets out a heavy groan when you’ve taken him to the hilt – stays nestled there for a minute – in reverence of the tight, wet warmth he hadn’t felt in a while.
Sure, he and Hawks might have done things on cold, long, lonely nights, but nothing can quite compete with the softness of a woman in his mind.
Those precious ways you tighten up and shake from the stretch, shuffling your thighs when he kneads into your womb – soaking him with wet velvet slick.
His gun goes lazy against your back, though still very much keeping you scared in place as he lolls in and out of you at a languid pace – his chin tipped up with a sigh.
But it’s only initial relief – and once it dies down and the hunger spurs anew – he’s got his lips at your ear and his gun in your mouth – crude things flying off his lips, hips thrusting against you with the same haste of a hound in his rut – saying if he were your husband, he’d never leave your cunt and cooking – that he’d pick being buried six inches deep between your thighs than six feet deep in the dirt – sucking your cheek while telling you not to fret long over your man – how he and Hawks will help you grieve when the love letters stop coming.
The blonde is busy looting the liquor cabinet while Dabi ravages your poor cunt – but he comes back to switch with him once he finds the most expensive bottle.
It was a wedding present you’d been saving, one you’d thought you’d open the day your love would return – but Hawks cares little for the etiquette and swigs it raw from the stem as he retakes his place behind you – bathing his thick shaft with the slick sheen on your inner thighs before pressing himself inside you.
He doesn’t bother to start slow – he’d been kept waiting long enough and goes straight to pounding you deep. Kicking your legs apart – a hand buried in the cake of your ass to steady you whilst the other grips the bottle.
The table is small. Meant for only you and your man – so perfect for bending you over – just intimate enough to allow Dabi to stand at the other end with his cock in your mouth.
The whole thing wobbles against the floor as the two men have their way. 
They deserted from their battalion a long time ago and have both grown pretty tired of house-hopping – and this place seems far enough removed from where anyone would bother looking for them. 
Who knows, maybe they’ll stay until the war is over. 
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borzoilover69 · 3 months
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Jake Writing Guide : 2024 Colourised!
Ok well, this isn't the prime year 2014 but I really wanted to make a concise and easy to consume guide for how to write Jake accurately since he can be quite the fussy tosspot if you dont know where to start. [ WARNING ITS A BIT LONG I INCLUDE JAKE DIALOGUE TO HELP WITH UNDERSTANDING WHAT IM SAYING. ] First off: drop the commas, and the apostrophes. He uses largely run-on sentences and has a sort of rambly sense of words. He does however use "these" every now and then and just as it strikes him tends to *Drag out the ole roleplayisms.* when it suits the situation.
Jake doesn't really tend to use old-timey slang but he does have rather antiquated ways of speaking, with a pension for more articulated language. He only REALLY breaks out the old timey words when particularly impressed or exasperated for emphasis. Usually, these words are british slang.
Note how he goes on a ramble that is slightly self-centred. He also spins stories similiar to how Dirk does, but without the ice-cold deal. Tossing in his own spin with his own words.
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This one is just really fucking funny.
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When hes particularly exasperated he leans into it MORE. Just really spreads it on thick. Like if he continues to say funny words you'll forget everything else and be distracted by his whimsy.
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Jake is FAR more socially aware than people give him credit for but prefers to avoid tricky subjects hes not too comfortable with until he feels suitably ready for it, prefers battles he knows he can win so to speak. He also tends to think hes overthinking it and backtrack into ignorance. He overcomplicates things same as dirk does but rather than doing Dirks "yup thats a me problem. Im going to quietly stress about it now!", jake brushes it under the rug and tries not to think about it like a college student trying not to think about their outstanding academic paper and the promise of "Yeah, I'll do it later" (doesn't)
Note his more genuine understanding of why Dirk functions the way he does, well aware of the pros AND cons of having something like a combat machine hunting him.
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His awareness of Janes crush and reluctance to deal with it:
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Subsequent backtracking and denial of said premonitions, brushing it under the rug. Again, stating his reluctance to get into it because it's a situation he's not wellversed. Jake doesn't like being put into unpredictable situations, he prefers the easy road that won't inconvenience him much.
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Also his desire to be seen as seemingly perfect and not have to dwell on others intents. Now this is something I don't see touched on as MUCH on writing guides for Jake English (then again the majority were made in 2014 so who can blame them.) But when Jake touches on what he views as MORE TABOO feelings aka ones which compromise the go-getter Adventurer image that arent BRAVE and GUSTO and GUNS, such as weakness, hesitation, he tends to pose back to the asking party as a question and reconsider his thought process. Like: Do YOU think its ok for me to feel this way? Why do you think that? Could you imagine me thinking something like that? He cares a LOT about his image and whats acceptable for him to be and to mask his difficulty in some social situations.
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He doesn't like acknowledging that which might be sort of difficult for him to come to terms with, with the ye olde character trait of repression that him and John share, believing if he keeps his feelings buttoned up, they don't need to feel embarassed (aka: avoidance)
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Hes also a fair bit more snarkier than fanon gives him hooks for. His subconscious takes the form of his best friend, but its commented as being “like hal, in terms of snarks”. Jake can also be the snarky customer to Dirk AND Hal, and Caliborn too. He's a gentleman to ladies (TO A DEGREE) but with guys he's not afraid to be more cutting with it. I am begging you on your hands and knees to drop the woobified jake english and make him slightly snarky and a bit offputting and weird. Jake grew up in the middle of a jungle and burned his grandmother.
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Also he seems to be slightly aware of outside forces, note him calling attention to the fact he knows things he shouldn't canonically even be able to know.
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Because Jake IS a little freak. He thinks corpse puppetry is funny. He punches what he thinks is fish hitler while ranting about movies. Hes funny as fuck. Hello.
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However, with all of THAT out of the way, lets focus on some of the more ABRASIVE parts of his personality. While Jake is funnily charming with his old lingo and tendency to ramble, he has issues! One HUGE one is reluctance to fully FACE things he doesnt feel he has a full grasp on. He DOESNT like going out of his comfort zone, he DOESNT like talking about his emotions to people he really cares about or thinks has fallen for his manic dreamboat pixie persona, He's well aware people fall for it. He works hard to make sure people DO. But it sort of restricts him to that persona, he can't grow from it as long as he holds onto the idea that this persona hes chasing is the only way he can BE without being vulnerable.
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Jake can be OVERBEARING, and not just that, painfully unaware when he's up his own ass! This critic he gives to Dirk applies to himself! The reason why he doesn't like brainghost dirk is because GOD forbid the man self-reflect juuust a little and find something that upsets him. Nope! Not going to deal with it. Just as quickly as he is to switch the thought that everyone loves him, he is just as likely to switch to think that everyone doesnt.
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Anyways, I think thats all I have to say, Jakes words speak a LOT about his character, and I genuinely love him a lot. He has some words i think about a lot and hes genuinely such an awesome guy. I'll let a few choice pieces of dialogue from Jake himself close this out for me.
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This was one of the last conversations we see with him. And I still think about his words a lot.
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I'll probably edit this when I get the energy. But I think i covered most of it. Happy writing!
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inkthecryptid · 11 months
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Imagine you’re an American and you meet a guy who’s fully Japanese but dresses in this overtly slutty cowboy outfit with a comically oversized revolver strapped to his hip and he’s constantly shouting words like “CHEESEBURGER” and “BAKED BEANS” because he clearly doesn’t speak English fluently and claims to be trained in the ancient ways of the wild west gunslinger and you’re like yeah okay buddy but then the dude drops a group of old timey bandits with a perfect fan-the-hammer quickdraw you’ve only seen in spaghetti westerns all with that ridiculously impractical gun. Then you find out this random guy has a history in drug cartels and was a secret service agent before founding his own nation of which he’s the president and I have just described to you what Chipp Zanuff from Guilty Gear is like.
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