#BUT HERE WE GOOO

[skiaskai]

Finally updated my Redbubble shop with my trigun works! If there’s anything you’d like me to add, just let me know!

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[elpida]

🎁 ( would me asking for each of our ships be too much? 🤭 if so - gimme whoever you want! )

omg this is going under a read more!

eden&asher -

i've touched on this one already, but she'd get him dog tags, she'd sit each time he goes out and do her best job of using what she has to hand to carve a message into the metal. one side would be her old address, the bakery, the precise address and the other side would read home. why? because she'd give him them and tell him that if they were ever separated, for any reason he lost her and couldn't find her, that is where she'd go and she'd wait for him there, however long it'd take.

eris&silas -

okay so eris is totally getting silas a knife but hear me on this, she wouldn't get him any old knife, she'd find a blade that is nice and little and she'd fix it up, sharpen, and shine, then she'd find something like a reclaimed piece of wood or antler and she'd carve it to fit to his palm nicely, definitely a flip blade so he can keep it even if they were to find somewhere, protection even around normal and sane people, a way of protecting him without doing it herself.

cade&aiyla -

cade i think is more what he'd do, like when that farm is running how they want it, he wouldn't get her something specific, but she would wake up to this stupid christmas breakfast and he'd feel like an idiot but he'd bring it in to her and hand it to her like it's the most normal thing, breakfast in bed, the little luxuries, but it's very clear he really tried that day, you know?

elias&rhea -

no, no you don't understand how fast i knew what he'dget her. this man is finding some discarded wood on the farm and he is making her that cheesy home sign they talked about, live laugh love, kennefick family bedroom, hawaii is a dream away, he'd go all out for it and he'd hang it up in their room, make it as strikingly obvious at he could. he'd sit there like what do you mean you don't love it?! worked SO HARD on that

sage&benji -

sage is going to go out on a little mission to find the oldest bookshop to can and find benji a rare copy of one of her favourite reads, alice in wonderland. why? because whilst rare and old books don't mean value anymore, she knows he'll appreciate the artwork and craftmanship of it just as much as she would, and she gets him her favourite so they can talk about it together.

eris&kastor -

no hear mmeeee, she isn't going to intentionally know that it's christmas day, let it just be ironic she gives him this on christmas day, but hear me out, she'd give him some demonic looking little pendant thing, tells him to keep it on him and that it's so if he needs her and she isn't around, if she's busy, he just has to hold it and call her name and she will show up, like a direct pull to take her to him instantly without having to summon her and i think it'd be the first piece of power she gives him, which would only extend and grow from that, she'd show him how to use that to channel power ect.

[maalidoesart]

maglor

[ash-and-starlight]

and with these two last entries my @zukkathirst weekend draws to an end, thank you so so much for the enthusiasm and partecipation on this event <33 you can find the full pics 💦👅👉 HERE also the second pic is inspired by @ranilla-bean's showstopping fic "In Flammam Flammas", i highly recommend giving it a read if you havent already (... or a re-read if u have!)

and here's my bingo filled out dkfjg

i think those two columns could win me at LEAST a new moka

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post battle, one last short rest

[chacerider]

happy holidays!! 🎄🍬🎄

[xx-psych0-rabbit-xx]

anyways heres my kirby gijinkas but i redrew the star allies ending photo things as them (except for the first which is a redraw of this scene from one of the precure movies)

[sopuu]

tuesday :)

[limepigeon]

has this been done yet, I only just got here

[rosarrie]

[polar-equinoxx]

one time on leave…☀️

[kithtaehyung]

and f*ck you, too (m) (teaser) | pjm

title: and f*ck you, too (m) (teaser) pairing: fuckboy assassin!jimin x assassin!reader(f) rating/genre: m (18+) ; angst , smut ; work rivals!au, assassins!au, enemies with benefits  summary: you despise each other. and yet, you can’t seem to stay away. which is fine, since both of you are completely fine walking the line where it’s drawn. fic warnings: (smut warnings under the cut) language, violence, angst, blood/wounds (reader’s, jimin’s, and others’), cocky!jimin, cold!jimin, baddie!reader >:)), weapons: knives/guns, alcohol/drug mentions, reader has fast cars :))), ties to chairs, chains but who is shocked??, jimin has fast motorcycles🙄, angst, yoongi as a weapons specialist gets his own warning a ha ha, jimin looks too good in tanks, and without a shirt at all, this jimin is a warning in itself, did i mention angst? note: lmfaooooooo this is just assassins getting in each others’ ways with a generous splash of filth and a side of angst :)) WE ARE GETTING A PROPER JIMIN FIC, Y'ALL!! est. word count: 15-20k | teaser wc: 908 est. drop date: oct 2023 18+ taglist: sign up here (i check all blogs)

smut warnings: explicit scenes, biting, bondage (ropes, pillowcase), scratching, angst, slapping, hickies, body worship, piercing play, spit play, orgasm denial, pussy spanking, voyeurism, exhibitionism, face riding, slut/whore mentions, edging, oral (m/f rec), thigh riding, possessive but they won’t admit it</3, choking, angry sex, angst lol, hair/head pulling, protected/unprotected sex, praise kinks galore, easy access, cowgirl, hitting from the back, rough sex, spanking, teasing, creampie, chains (stay on!!!!), multiple orgasms, aftercare when it’s least expected👀 

Glass. 

Bullet casings.

So much broken glass.

As you listen in the scattered silence, you’re careful to skirt around the tiny shards making an ocean out of your villa.

Well. It’s now more of a wreckage than a beautiful seaside vacation home, but nuances mean nothing when you’ve only used it to store an eighth of your arsenal.

And your fucking pink McLaren that’s now face down in the nearest reef.

You are going to end this man. 

“Come out, my love…” 

Fuck him for double-crossing right when you were getting along.

At least, you felt like you were.

Maybe it was just a lapse in judgment, and the last goddamn mistake you’ll ever make around Park Jimin—assassin, playboy, sole occupant of the top of your hit list.

“Your target’s on the run, you know.”

Of course you’re fucking aware. But he won’t trick you a second time.

As soon as he gets a clear shot, he’s taking it.

And despite rivulets of sweat and blood running down your arm and a fresh gash on your upper chest, you are poised to do the exact same.

“Shouldn’t you be following them? Awhh, wait, your ride… What a shame.”

The gritting of your teeth almost gives you away. 

Think.

Based on where you hear Jimin and the layout of your place, he’s somewhere around the foyer. 

And hiding in an open hall next to your kitchen, there’s no way you can get him from where you’re poised.

So wait.

“What to do… Ah! I can call a taxi to pick you up! How does that sound?”

Wait, goddamn it. 

Don’t fall for his shit.

Watch for any dark waves in the debris-riddled floor. Hold off until he’s in a good sight line. 

Fuck, your wounds hurt. 

Hot exhaustion warms your mouth as you wince, blood starting to harden along your slick skin.

“Or you can just let them get away. This would be Chance Zero, though, so. You’d end up getting a geo-bounty on your file… but it’s your decision!”

Breathe.

Geo-bounties aren’t too bad if they’re low. 

Only when they evolve into Global status should you be worried. And that only happens if the Council deems it. 

You’ve stayed on their good side… other than screwing up the missions Park Jimin has ruined. 

“Come on, love.”

He sounds closer.

“Be a good girl.”

A lot closer.

Now you just have to wait until he… rounds the… corner.

…What happened?

Where the fuck did he—

Your body reacts before your mind does, ducking to avoid a strike into hard spackle. 

Twisting, your forearm prevents the next swipe of Jimin’s blade as you retrieve your side dagger, and four boots trample the glass below in a violent dance of combat.

Above below swipe left dodge right parry parry lunge parry.

When you aim at his chest, your gun is quickly shoved, bullet firing into one of the last kitchen cabinets left standing.

And your opponent has the nerve to look appalled.

“You were gonna shoot me?”

All you do is tsk.

Clashes ring out again as you dart forward, and you go for a opening while mapping out how the hell you’re gonna catch up to your target before—

Fucking hell! 

Chilling pain sears across your shoulder from the cut Jimin makes, and you half-stumble, half-crouch to avoid his killing blow. 

Taking the risk and rolling across your favorite broken vase, you slide and fire again, the kickback hurting your arms like a bastard. 

“Fuck!”

Finally.

Through slitted eyes, you can tell you just grazed Jimin’s thigh, and he collapses to a knee while you struggle to stand upright. 

Crinkles of glass echo throughout the hall as you both haphazardly collect yourselves, with him breathing hard and you grunting through stinging pain.

Shit, he’s cursing like you’ve never heard before. 

But you can’t let that distract you from your goal. 

Up first, you aim your weapon just in time to face his expression.

Those wide eyes.

You have the perfect shot.

And yet…

You hesitate.

Time bends as you vascillate between decisions, your moral compass going haywire and refusing to align with any direction. Electricity fizzes and pops while another patch of your ceiling falls, but neither of you move.

Spare him. End it. Kiss him. Finish the kill.

Your heart squeezes the trigger.

And you fire at the light fixture above him before fast limping out to your garage. 

Curses ring in the falling shards while you make your getaway, fingerpainting the walls with swift red strokes.

Get there get there get there. 

Jimin won’t be far behind.

Ripping open the back door, you grit through the pain while swinging a heavy hand onto a glowing pad. 

After the blooming beeps, you swipe in a password before hitting Floor, and find ponderous support on the door while you wait.

Breathe. Breathe. Holy shit, everything hurts. Breathe.

At your feet, the solid garage foundation slides open to reveal a car rising on a platform. 

The other McLaren that Jimin didn’t launch off the nearest cliff.

Lamenting the leather interior already, you drag yourself to the drivers side with a series of groans, swiping a roll of wrappings and a couple gun magazines from a counter along the way. 

Run run run.

He’s probably right behind.

In seconds, you’re zooming out of the driveway.  

And with a bruised as fuck heart, you blast holes in Jimin’s motorcycle wheels for good measure.

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tbc. :)

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[simitx]

I drew this back in the month of May, I think??

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