#pistolslinger

[ragedagainst]

ONLY her ass? 🤨🤨🤨

fine . her rockin bod too. but not her lips so u don't get any kisses

[kcrclrezni]

@pistolslinger from here (legacy -> beta)

He's said too much. Usually adverse reactions to his frequent mouth-running don't phase him, but Jesper's obvious discomfort does. There goes the little pang in his heart, the sweat on the back of his neck that tells him that he cannot take back the words he's said. There's only so much playing off and acting innocent he can do, either. His words do have more than one meaning.

Sturmhond busies himself with picking invisible lint off of one cuff of his frock coat, pretending as though he hasn't noticed Jesper draw away. Then he busies himself with sipping his brandy. Acting natural and all that.

"Would you consider your element of surprise to be one of your best traits?" Sturmhond's eyebrows raise, his muddy-green eyes looking up at the sharpshooter through a mop of red hair. "I myself have too many good traits to possibly count, but I'd rank it highly. I've surprised one or two fiends in my life." He runs a gloved finger around the rim of his glass absentmindedly. "I don't disagree. I have a bad habit of proving people wrong. Or is it that people have a bad habit of underestimating me?" He throws an easy wink Jesper's way. "Nonetheless, it is incredibly satisfying when the whole truth is revealed."

[starseized]

@pistolslinger liked for a starter ! / wylan

steadying breath is drawn in through his nose and exhaled past barely parted lips. there are few things that really managed to get under his skin and itch like a few poor chemical combinations he’s made in the past; somehow, kaz brekker’s habit of showing up to their home with a new proposal for a job to get jesper involved in is one of them. it’s never about the money, not really, not now that they have more than he knows what to do with sometimes. it’s about the thrill of it all, the risk taking. and he gets the appeal, he does, he just wishes 99% of these jobs weren’t highly illegal.

not that that deterred him before, but he was also fueled by different motives before ( spite, mainly, and survival ). now, he’d prefer that they not get mixed up in too much more of it, partially for the sake of keeping this business afloat when its already been tough to keep it steady under new management, but also because he worries about jesper. firsthand experience has taught him how dangerous these jobs can be and how much risk kaz is willing to put people in in order to achieve his goal; doesn’t help that they don’t always know the full plan going in, either. he just wants jesper coming home in one piece, preferably not wanted by the law, is that too much to ask?

“okay, hear me out— it might sound like an appealing, lucrative job…but is it? like, is this one actually worth it?”

[moltolavoro]

@pistolslinger | lucy & jesper

❛ i don't think this is a very good idea, ❜ lucy's pressed in close to jesper's back - out of necessity, though it does funny things to her heart - with her hand curled gently into the fabric at his waist as they watch. and wait. and lucy knows that kaz is meant to be some...master of tactical strategy, or something similar, but this feels unnecessarily risky. ❛ i just want that noted, please. when it all goes wrong. ❜

[themerchliing]

"if anyone ever tells you to get your hair cut," jesper begins, in a warning, husky tone, "they're a villain, and not to be trusted."

in an effort to steer this away from sounding like he's even thinking about giving wylan a compliment (he did have a fondness for those curls, but there was zero stinking chance of him admitting that), jesper adds: "you know how the barrel is. someone offers you a haircut, and next thing you know, you wake up in an alley completely bald and with your wallet gone. happened to ol' tim, i saw it myself."

Wylan reached for his hair, gentle motions smoothing down some of the difficult strands that liked to pop up. At first, he'd been certain Jesper was about to tease him or something as equally annoying but was pleased to find that wasn't the case.

"I wasn't planning to," He replied with a hint of a smile. Was this a compliment? It sounded like a compliment. "But if that bed back at the boarding house becomes infested with mites, I might have no choice..."

He was teasing. Yes, Wylan knew how to tease, despite what Jesper might believe. Before the gunslinger could react, he grinned. "Don't give me that look. I'm moving out of that place in two days, so my hair should be safe... Unless the Slat is also prone to bug infestations...?"

Nah, Kaz would never allow that.

[ey-sketch]

Duellist pistols Sketch

[thedarkhourking]

[ragedagainst]

HAPPY HAPPY (BELATED) BIRTHDAY TO THE AMAZING LOVE OF MY LIFE NAT PISS SLINGER @pistolslinger​​ !!!!!!! you are truly one of the most wonderful people i have met on this site and i adore you so so much!!! not only are you so talented and creative, but you’re so fucking funny and so so kind and welcoming. the dash is a better place with you on it!! i hope your birthday was wonderful and amazing because you deserve nothing but the best!! 

as is tradition here are the highlights of all the cursed posts you made this year:

[kcrclrezni]

2 & 10!

Mun Related Shipping Questions!

2. NOTP(s) for your muse? Darkolai. I have very strong opinions about just how much d.arkolai doesn't work and how very wrong it is. I'm fully convinced that, in order to write dark.olai, either the Da.rkling or Nikolai need to be written completely OOC. For example, writing Nikolai in that ship would completely negate the trauma that the Darkl.ing inflicted on him and, in some cases, make him complacent in the abuse done by the Dar.kling onto his friends and family. Add to the fact that if darklina is completely abhorrent and the Dark.ling was around Nikolai when he was a child and Nikolai isn't that much older than Alina... how is da.rklina grooming while dark.olai isn't?

10. A ship in your fandom you love (that does not include your muse)? WESPER! I enjoy Jesper and Wylan's dynamic and I think separately they're very interesting, complex characters with backstories that I find completely intriguing... but then you put them together and!!! CHEF'S KISS! Add to the fact that Nikolai loves them both and is *chin hands* at them. They deserve all the nice things tbh.

[softersinned]

@pistolslinger said: "everything you think you know about it is human propaganda." local vampire absolutely woebegone with the state of YA vampire media

"Mm. So you're not—excuse me—tormented by the ghosts of your past and yearning for the true connection that only love can bring?"

Her lips quirk up into a smile and she sets the book back where she found it; with the ease of having done this a thousand times she snakes her arm through Jesper's so they can walk together, and she gently bumps his hip with her own. They are an odd pair, an amalgamation of contradictions: she, a witch, connected to the sacred ebb and flow of life and the earth around her, obsessed with death, colder than cold can be, and he, a vampire, the walking-living-breathing dead, and he is all warmth and life and compassion and joy.

Some part of Astoria wants to ask what, exactly, do you see in me that makes you think this is a good idea? but she is a selfish creature at her core and will not risk giving up the sensation of such a profoundly wonderful friendship. "Could be worse," she snickers. "At least vampires are eternally hot. The great media witch craze came and went without much fuss and then it was all pointy hats and thigh high striped stockings. Where's our flair? Our drama? Our sex appeal?"

[starseized]

@pistolslinger - “ don’t worry. i’ll stay. i’m not going anywhere. ” -- jesper for wylan :)

it’s embarrassing, really— the desperation that he’s choking on, that has him clinging to jesper’s wrist with trembling fingers. it’s dreams, that’s all it is, dreams and nightmarish memories that float to the surface like bloated corpses when the tide of unconsciousness folds over his head. they have all been through worse, they have all witnessed and endured their fair share of nightmares, but that knowledge doesn’t make the heat of shame recede from his gut any faster. 

words are hard. words are hard on a good day, when he’s awake and can pack all the memories and insecurities into neat boxes and shove them aside. they’re impossible in moments like this, where he can feel hands on his throat and see disgust and hear the disdain and nothing else. he must look pathetic, curls in disarray from sleep and eyes squeezed shut to keep the nausea at bay as he sits there tangled in sheets. but his hand doesn’t release jesper and jesper isn’t trying to pull away so it must be, in some way, tolerable. dragging a deep breath in, wylan attempts to steady himself. it wasn’t usually this bad, this vivid. but he’d been up working on kaz’s latest request and had lost track of time before exhaustion caught up to him, and through it his poisonous thoughts found vulnerability.

he’s fine. he’s in bed, in a house that is now home again, with jesper. no one is after him, he’s not alone, there’s nothing to be worked up over. it’s fine. consciously he makes an attempt to block out his fathers scathing insults with the gentle tune of jesper’s reassurances. 

he just didn’t want to be alone. couldn’t handle that right now. and he couldn’t find the words to verbalize how grateful he was that jesper could see it, could sense that and resolutely stayed right there with wylan as he pieced himself back together. eventually breaths come more steadily to his lungs and he can feel jesper’s pulse under his fingertips. albeit reluctantly, he loosens his grip.

“—thank you,” comes out a horse whisper, “i didn’t… i’m sorry. if i woke you. and for…all that.”

[moltolavoro]

"no," is all jesper offers as he takes lucy by the elbow and steers her down a hard left; the motion is as graceful as always, because jesper would rather choke than be caught stumbling, but his expression reads a little too blank for it to be an elegant moment. he has the look of a man fleeing, which — given the fact a trim, polished, just-stepped-out-of-a-painting redhead was standing stiffly in the opposite direction they were going — he very much is fleeing. "we're not here to schmooze," and to make his point a little more clear, he waves off the incoming waiter holding a tray of champagne. "we're just here to tail someone. you remember, mission objective, we've both got a reedy, pushy, neurotic little man in our ears reminding us of this every ten minutes, presumably because he loves the sound of his own voice — ?" / @pistolslinger

❛ hey - ❜ lucy lets him hold her elbow right up until he’s appropriate for her to regain it from him ; and she does so just as gracefully as he steered her, the smile never leaving her face. ❛ do not tell me how to do my job. ❜ though her tone is honey-sweet, there’s a light in her eyes that’s decidedly dangerous. 

she doesn’t know what’s gotten into jesper, but she’d bet it has everything to do with the man currently looking anywhere but at him.

❛ when was the last time you saw someone at a party not schmoozing? we have never been in the business of silent tailing. pull yourself together, for goodness sakes. ❜

[demolitionsman]

@pistolslinger asked:

"Do you think you could get rid of me? I'm not going anywhere."

[nectaric]

@pistolslinger asked: "hey! keep your eyes open," somewhere behind them, jesper hears matthias groan; there is no surer sign that a woeful joke is incoming than that. except for nina's sly grin, but where she's vanished to is anyone's guess. in her absence, jesper feels duty-bound to not let the crypt (rapidly becoming their headquarters for kidnappings) get too depressing. he nudges weiss very gently and adds: "this isn't the time to get . . . schneepy."

weiss wasn't sure if jesper was expecting her to laugh... but her expression remained stone cold, glaring up at him despite his best attempt at alleviating the very thick tension amalgamating in the crypt. for a brief moment, she glanced towards matthias, hoping he might have something to say. but it was to no avail -- she had tried appealing to him earlier, one wayward fjerdan to another, but he was a lost cause.

the heiress narrowed her gaze and huffed. "well, sorry if i'm a little tired. sleeping in a cold crypt with a bunch of criminals doesn't make sleep come any easier."

and then, because she was nothing if not the kind of girl who had to get the last word in -- "your joke was terrible. bring back that grisha girl. hers were much better."

[likcthestar]

❛ it’s not stealing if it was mine to begin with. ❜ he's not wrong!

“Yes, but…” Cress stalls mid sentence, her brain overworking the problem as she stirs her two options. She can argue the point, with a slim chance of winning, or she can give up and return the book.

She really wants that book.

“You said I could have it, though. Just let me— it’ll only take an hour for me to copy it all, I swear, and then you can have it back? Please?”

[alovetold]

ITS IDA DAY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! HAPPY BIRTHDAY MY DARLING I HOPE THIS DAY & YEAR ARE NOTHING BUT FUN AND SWEETNESS FOR U. I LOVE U 💖

(he says happy bday also!)

my crying bc u sent me a picture of the night baby 😭😭😭😭😭😭 give him 101 kisses from me. but also thank u sm, nat ily and i’m kissing ur hand rn 💕🌸