#brass knuckles

[hereissomething]

i LOOOVE that man

redraw of this lil pic from Book of Bill

[steampunktendencies]

A rare antique brass knuckles pistol with original case, France, 1890.

[rawr1yn]

[jordanjump-scare]

R0CK$TAR.

[tasteslikezombie]

Mystery Twins Classic

[zegalba]

Undercover spring/summer 2022

[hometoursandotherstuff]

[little-rawrie-raver]

I UPDATED MY BRASS KNUCKLES SHIRT TO SAY “UR DEAD”!

todays my first day wearing it to school with that new addition, hoping i dont get dress coded for the phrasing cus it’s actually one of my favorite diys so far..

EXCUSE THE LITTLE WHITE SPECKS EVERYWHERE they’re from my fabric scraps xP

[penvisions]

the melting point {{masterlist}}

Fandom: Triple Frontier 

Pairing: Frankie Morales x Baker! Reader (ex EMT! Reader)

Summary: Running from the past to a new city gave you the perfect opportunity to open your own bakery. You're a regular at Brass Knuckles, and the owner is the right type of friendly you need in your life. Along with him, comes his group of friends, one Frankie Morales. You develop a crush on him nearly instantly. Can you manage to get your head above water long enough to tell him he's the most gorgeous man you've ever met?

Word Count: 82k - complete

Warnings: hurt and comfort, light angst, mild violence, one (1) instance of stalking, talk of past gun violence, ptsd, reader has trauma similar to the triple frontier guys, reader is described as having tattoos for plot points, reader is handicapped (expanded on in later chapters), reader has mobility issues, adult content, smut, p in v smut, oral (m and f receiving), the whole gang is here, plus oc inserts 

*these are just general warnings, each chapter has a detailed list for specific content

A/N: this is a self indulgent fic in which my dream of opening a bakery comes true, and hey, if a man built like a wall and had curls for days became a regular, that would be okay too c;

chapter one || chapter two || chapter three || chapter four || chapter five || chapter six

chapter seven || chapter eight || chapter nine || chapter ten

chapter eleven || chapter twelve || chapter thirteen || chapter fourteen 

chapter fifteen || chapter sixteen || chapter seventeen || chapter eighteen

chapter nineteen || chapter twenty

[catailena]

[fitsofgloom]

The Li'l Street Fighter Starter Kit

[mariqueenjewelry]

i found some old stock, while getting ready to move, and listed everything in my shop ready to ship 🩷

[emmaklee]

brass knuckles typology

[jordanjump-scare]

Emo boys.

[whumpasaurus101]

A scream ripped from Sidekick's chest, their back slamming against the metal chair as Villains stalked closer. Sidekick heaved in breaths, squeezing their eyes shut as they whimpered, "Pl-please... i swear I don-don't know-"

Villain chuckled, "Don't worry, doll-face, I'm not as interested in Hero anymore, I'm more interested in you..."

Sidekick's eyes blew open as Villain's fingers curled around the edge of their mask. "Nonono, Vi-Villian don't you dare!"

"Oh, someone trying to be brave? How pathetic. Henchman, hold them still."

Two hands planted heavily at the nape of Sidekick's neck, keeping them still as Villain ripped off the Sidekick's mask. It took them a moment to take in the other's face, blood painting their face, complimenting the bright blue eyes that stared up at Villain in total fear.

"Oh darling," Villain cooed, "Aren't you just beautiful... Henchman, grab me the brass knuckles, I want them begging me for mercy by the time I am done with them"

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[zuruak]