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He’s lonely, I can fix that~
Gun Drabble~
Mimi:
Goo’s eyes couldn’t pop out more. He looked the demon from smile just standing there, waiting for someone to pluck out the balls like mr potato head.
Gun was picking out tiny tutus. Like the most tiniest tutus and biggest bows that would combine over his and Goo’s head and still have space for 2 more heads.
He finally asked.
“Watcha got there?”
He tries to as casual as he’s humanely possible. Gun turns around with attitude.
“Why do you care?”
Goo scowls.
“You’re holding a tutu! Who’s that for??”
Gun rolled his eyes.
“No one”.
Goo scoffed.
“My ass. You got a love child eh?”
Gun grimaced. Wrong answer.
“……your gonna put that on your d-“
Gun throws a rack of clothes at him.
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Goo took in the interior of the shop they stood in. Pastels of every colour along with pet collars along the walls. Some fluffy, bells, bows, diamonds, leather, metal- but Goo just wanted to know why and what was Gun doing in a girly ass shop like this? One he wouldn’t be caught dead naked in????
Gun picked a light pastel pink fluffy collar with tiny pearls. And a pink bell.
Goo’s eye twitched and he rubbed over his glasses as Gun stepped up to the counter to pay.
“…..you a pastel dominatrix dear ole pal?”
Gun threw the cash register at Goo-
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Goo’s head rested in his palm as Gun walked with a pink holster leash. It was lengthened with glitter, gems, and hearts.
He grinds his jaw as Gun took a seat and sent him a look.
“What?”
Goo blinked and pointed at the leash.
“That for me?”
Gun slaps Goo-
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Goo tried to peek over at Gun’s phone who held it in a special angle of privacy. Goo huffed and puffed in silent before Gun was called away by Charles.
He watched Gun go before double taking in noticing his phone still on the table.
A sinister smile creator up his cheeks before he snatched it and giddily logged on by using Gun’s password of ‘Shiro Oni.’
His smile dropped in noticing the large the page that popped in his face of Pinterest. With cats and Tutus.
He started doom scrolling on Gun’s favourites before a shadow dimmed his vision and he turned to see the black scleras and white pupils of a very pissed off Gun park.
“……wh-“
Gun punched Goo’s head in.
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Goo couldn’t take it anymore. He knew he hadn’t been over to Gun’s place in ages but COME ON! What could’ve been so different that he’s buying socks out a 8 year old girls store?
Goo’s head was still cladded in a bandage as he zoomed down Gun’s junkyard and aimed straight for his shack.
“Oh sweet pea~ daddy’s home-“
He barges through the door and Gun’s there.
Holding the most girly, accessorised, expensive, pampered, beautiful, long fluffy tail, rag doll kitten he’s ever seen.
Her big blue eyes and long white thick coat of fur was currently being dried with a hair dryer and Gun’s gaze was of pure fury.
Meanwhile the cat looked to her dad before reaching up with her paws to press her-??!
“YOU GOT THE SOCKS FOR A CAT?!”
Goo finally connected the dots. The bows, the leash, the tutus, socks, food, treats, bows, fluffy collars, bells, pink bows, toys, BOWS……..were all for this tiny cat???????
Gun eyes burned holes through Goo before he pecked his cat and let her roam the floor. She settled on her paws before gently shaking herself out and Goo almost ugly cried from cuteness.
Her fluffy tiny body clad in a tiny pink tutu, her paws clad in tiny pink socks, a enormous bow behind her head, her fluffy pink collar rang its bell when she shook her head, and a tiny clip just under her ear and above her eye.
“Here baby-“
Gun punched Goo through a car.
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They both sat bloodied and sticky as the sun hung over the the junk of the yard as they shared a bottle of soju.
Gun sipped his gently as the cat nestled herself in his lap. Goo looked over at her before scratching behind her ears.
“She got a name?”
Gun looked down at her before scratching under her chin, her purrs vibrates through the silence of the sunset.
“Mimi.”
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Thank you so much for doing my request from the prompt list about gun and butting the jacket it was perfect🥹if it’s not too much to ask how about gun again but with the prompt about buying flowers for no reason. If it’s too much plz ignore have the best day!!
જ⁀➴ GUN PARK (prompt: buying flowers for you for no reason)
જ⁀➴ prompt list here!
Gun wasn’t the type for romantic gestures, which made it even more surprising when he showed up at your doorstep with a bouquet of flowers in his hand. The blooms were understated yet elegant—no vibrant colors or frills, just a classic mix of your favorite flowers and soft greenery, wrapped in simple paper. It was… unexpected, to say the least. He didn’t strike you as the type to walk into a flower shop, let alone come home with a bouquet.
“Gun,” you started, eyeing the flowers with a mix of curiosity and amusement. “What’s this?”
He held them out with his usual expression, cool and unreadable. If anything, there was the slightest crease of his brows, like even he was wondering why he had them.
“They’re flowers,” he stated simply, as if that cleared up all confusion.
You couldn’t help but laugh a little, taking the bouquet from his hands and admiring the delicate petals. “I know they’re flowers,” you replied with a smirk. “I mean, what’s the occasion? Did I miss something?”
He watched you with that steady gaze, his lips set in a straight line. “Do I need a reason to give you flowers?”
The bluntness of his question caught you off guard, and you blinked at him, momentarily speechless. Gun wasn’t the type to be sentimental or to put emotions into words. You were used to his stoicism, the way he preferred actions over explanations, yet here he was, leaving you at a loss for words with such a simple question.
“Well… no,” you finally answered, feeling warmth rise in your cheeks. “But I thought you didn’t really go for this sort of thing.”
Gun tilted his head slightly, a hint of amusement flickering in his eyes. “I don’t. But I thought you might.”
The admission was quiet, understated, but it hit you harder than any grand proclamation ever could. To anyone else, it would have seemed like nothing, but coming from him, it felt like a lot. You knew how much he valued control, how little he let himself indulge in things that seemed unnecessary or frivolous. But he had still done this—chosen flowers with you in mind, probably taking the time to make sure they were exactly the kind you’d like.
Unable to hold back your smile, you glanced down at the bouquet, gently brushing a finger over the soft petals. “I do like them,” you said softly, the words almost too light for the feeling welling up inside you.
He nodded, the slightest smirk playing on his lips. “Good.”
You wanted to say something more, to thank him, but you knew he’d brush it off with his usual indifference. Instead, you leaned over, pressing a light kiss on his cheek, feeling his slight intake of breath at the unexpected contact. For just a second, his gaze softened.
Gun’s face quickly returned to its usual stoicism, but he didn’t pull away. Instead, he looked at you, that quiet intensity in his eyes that always seemed to say more than his words ever could.
“Don’t get used to it,” he murmured, but his hand lingered, steady on your back as you both stood there, close and comfortable.
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AND NOW EXPLAIN WHY EVERYONE THINKS THAT GUN GONNA QUIT SMOKE JUST FOR HIS PARTNER OR AT LEAST NEAR THEM?!
almost every author who wrote for him writes that this gremlin gonna quit smoking. no, he won’t, this bitch refused to betray dead old man and u telling me that he gonna quit “because he knows that u don’t like smell of cigarettes”
btw smokers never notice that they smell like cigarettes or smoke and will argue(or joke)about that
be fucking for real
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It's always his dad caught him.
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#gun park#jonggun#park jonggun#lookism jonggun#lookism#yamazaki shingen#yamazaki#yamazaki jonggun#Youtube
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Jake Kim trying to focus on exams + Gitae Kim tutoring
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hisoka finally reappeared after 2 years!! ch 405
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my honest reactions to chapter 405 from Hunter x Hunter to hisoka's words when he said ( I'm perfectly vanilla).
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What c.ai💀?
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Yooooo so uh-
Do i leave gun shirtless with white pants or with the prison outfit? (I need help pls)
(Like compare this then imagine him with the prison clothes-)
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