#finger guns sunglasses emoji

[whoa-where-did-the-pancakes-go]

Great way to make sure your child is angry and sad all the time is to teach them that they're a bad person for feeling negative emotions when they're young.

[dear-ao3]

ID: an Ao3 author's note that reads: 'I would apologize for how long this took, but I think there's a pretty good excuse in that I recently had four whole permanent teeth yoinked out of my head with pliers (professionally, don't worry, this isn't a cry for help). Hopefully the chapter makes up for it!' followed by a sunglasses face emoji and two finger-gun emojis. End ID

[questioningespecialy]

egg⚽🧠irl [Transfem Meme] [Nonbinary Meme]

[IMAGE DESCRIPTION] Expanding Brain meme with two extra rows of boxes on the bottom. 1st row left: "I just like the outfit." 1st row right: Human skull with small brain. 2nd row left: "Something about her aesthetic is just visually appealing to me." 2nd row right: Human head with regular sized brain that has many lights glowing inside. 3rd row left: "I wanna be her." 3rd row right: Human head with regular sized brain that has many more lights glowing inside with great intensity. 4th row left: "I wish I was her." 4th row right: Human head with regular sized brain that has some lights shooting out past the head and none inside it. 5th row left: "I wish I lived in an LGBTQ+ safe world so I could discover myself sooner and be a weird-ass tomboy who liked girly things." 5th row right: Photo of the Helix Nebula (aka: Eye of God) in outer space. 6th row left: "i wanna be visibly me" 6th row right: The girl Sayori (from the game Doki Doki Literature Club) in her fan-made "Coolyori - Finger Guns Emoji" form pointing two finger guns to the left while wearing a Pale Pink colored short-sleeved shirt, CG Red colored bowtie in her neck-length hair, and two sunglasses with one raised mostly above the other. Behind her are the Chevron Queer Flag's lavender colors split vertically down the middle with Orchid on the left and Twilight Lavender on the right. Entire left side: Boxes have a background of the off-white color Seashell increasing in opacity from 20% (barely visible) in the 2nd box to 100% in the 6th. 3rd to 6th row left: Tall image with 18.6% opacity of

Rainbow Dash (from the series My Little Pony Equestria Girls) in possibly fan-drawn human form with hip-length rainbow colored hair and bangs, fully open Shocking Pink colored eyes, and a large smile posed with her right foot ontop of a Black & White soccer ball while facing the audience and wearing the following athletic wear:

A tall pair of Ocean Boat Blue & White colored boots with slightly taller rainbow colored socks sticking out.

A slightly pleated White colored mini skirt with a wide Sky Magenta colored vertical stripe down the middle and black underskirt shorts sticking out by maybe 4".

An open zippered Ocean Boat Blue colored short-sleeved jacket with a non-folded collar.

A mostly visible White t-shirt with a large image of a cloud unleashing a single thick blue, yellow, and red lightning bolt that's half covered by her folded arms. The left of which bearing an identically colored wristband.

[END OF IMAGE DESCRIPTION]

Context: Found myself experiencing a ton of gender envy 2 days ago while referencing this image of Rainbow Dash for something. Almost got intense. So of course I decided to spend hours making a meme about it. 📝🤷🏿‍♂️🤷🏿‍♀️

[offworld-lamb]

If I was meant to write then why is this beautiful boy here

Check and mate finger guns sunglasses emoji

[wiltf]

very few times in their lives thus far had seven maintained being the responsible party. he had vlad, having spent the better part of the night as good cop. the specific ringtone, just for the walking lamb, had gone off at quarter to 2, emojis signifying she was still alive. enough gatorade to swim in packed into the walls of the car, because the lamb was always prepared, but in the front seat—

“oh, she’s here?”

jennifer looked like she had definitely spent her afternoon busy, but at least she hadn’t lost her scrunchie between then and now. simply seemed to have taken a new shirt, this one too long, while balancing her heels off her little fingers. with several clicks of her nails on the screen, jen slides into the back without so much as another look at seven’s current—

he doesn’t think about current girlfriend, as he throws the car into reverse. that was just jen talking there, as she would snap and pop gum over the counter and make a complaint or another about his dating life. she never remembered the names — or at least, seven was sure of that. they were just removable fixtures to her. ones she’d squeeze past backstage to get to the mic, never spared a second, never seemed to think he would make it past the first few weeks.

but seven doesn’t think about all that. attentive on the road, eyes not flicking into the rearview, not noticing how jen had her feet up on the seat, boring a hole into her phone, one bottle tucked under her chin. his lip doesn’t curl into a smile, and he doesn’t flinch as his girlfriend, not just current, slides her hand in his.

jen also thought it was hilarious that this one was called gem.

“hey, double-oh, i’m gonna need to get some plan buzzzzz” dragged out too long, never hitting the last note. if only because the voice in the back seems to dissolve into a series of mumbled and furious fucks; flurry of the phone keyboard filling up the space.

seven can see that gem, gem with a gee and an em, gives him a look, the raised eyebrow kind. he’d seen it before, and this time it was going to be different. not stop before the finish line, with a discussion about boundaries and how much he does for jen. that she’s taking advantage of him. that it would be good to get some distance.

this time, the brow lowered slowly. “plan…?” a mumble, one that trails off with realisation. gem’s hand leaves his, and it’s her turn to play at her phone.

looks like jen was right again. local pharmacy, throwing vlad into park. not at all focusing on how jen hops out, pops the boot, pulling out her bag of necessities. shoes, shorts, swapping out for whatever she had walked out in being thrown in the back. seven knows the drill, as he opens the middle console, finding the cash under layers of wrappers and receipts. the rubber band had snapped the first time they’d ended up here, and it was different then. she was in tears, and that was their small profit from the earlier gigs. so seven had tied it into a shitty bow, symbolic of fixing things, and well,

he holds it out the window, now, today. and jen floats by and in. gone in sixty seconds.

gem shifts to look at him. turns herself as much as the belt would let her. “should i expect this often?”

“what do you mean?”

“like… calls in the afternoon to pick her up and take her to—i mean just. are you always going to be running to her rescue?”

it’s the emphasis that punches him. always was a long time, but seven couldn’t see it any different, really. so he blinks, slowly, surely. lets his mind think on a response before jumping the gun. “well, it is jen’s car.”

gem scoffs, like all the others had. rolls her eyes and pinches her lips and lets her hand hover over his on the steering wheel. “seven, you know i don’t mean it like that.” pulls away, carding her fingers through her hair now.

inspecting the ends of her hair, letting that silence grow. muscle in his jaw tightening, as seven can see jen through the window, inspecting sunglasses on a stand. if it wasn’t sunglasses, then it was ice cream flavours. magazines. weird keychains from that one gas station in the middle of nowhere. did it mean something, that in the glovebox right at this very moment, was a collection of all those things. all little mementos from moments like this.

like some fucked up memory box. and seven can’t find himself caring enough to stop a new addition.

with a click of his tongue — twice, thrice — seven starts up the engine. it would let jen know, like it always did, that she was right, again. that it was time to head out, back to hers only after dropping gem off with that promise of talk later (maybe). and here seven thought he might be able to cross that three month milestone for once.

out the corner of his eye, seven watches gem watch jen in the rearview mirror. jen, in her newly acquired shirt and hair in need of some TLC pulled up and out of her face. shorts that have holes along thighs and slides and throwing back plan buzz with a warm gatorade. lost earrings, bruises, grateful sigh.

gem meets him in the mirror, then. seven recalled how before they’d even started hanging out, dating, whatever, she had laughed about how she knew jennifer lamb was part of the deal. with a small dating pool in the specific area of hanging out around bars they played at meant everyone knew everyone. so gem knew, she knew, she knew and yet she was still gripping at the hem of her skirt like she didn’t.

letting out a slow, controlled breath, seven throws the car into reverse, and doesn’t get mad. doesn’t let that little pit open up into how he had tried, how she had known, and how gem had said it was okay. it was always okay. they all had said it was okay, they got it, if they had a friend like that it would be the same for them too.

seven pulls up out the front of gem’s and can’t quite let go of the steering wheel. doesn’t react when gem leans in, just nods. yeah, talk later. because if he looks, well. seven knew how it always went. so they give gem a five minute reprieve to get into her house, before jen fumbles her way into the passenger seat. feet on the dashboard, phone plugged in with the aux cord.

“was it about me again?” she asks, scrolling through their track list.

the headrest greets the back of his head with three solid thumps, before seven takes his foot off the break. “naw, you know it’s always something wrong with me.”

through the crackly sound system, which gets another comment about how this was the next thing jen was saving up for, she says, “you’re such a liar, sev,” as her phone hits the bottom of the cupholder and the window winds down.

end of conversation and seven turns the corner with a very simple thought of end of relationship, too.

[bread--quest]

[IDs: Three different digital drawings, all in a simple, cartoony style. The drawings are of personifications of various Blaseball teams. The first image is a 3-panel comic showing the Millennials and the Garages, the second is an edited XKCD comic showing the Magic and the Spies, and the third is a collection of various drawings, with tumblr posts assigned to the characters who are "saying" them.

The Millennials are a person with light pink and blue hair in a half-ponytail, wearing a hoodie and with a visor displaying emojis on it over their eyes. They say "girl u r (caps) killing it!", making finger guns and smiling while the emojis displayed on their visor are the double exclamation marks, fire, and 100. They then cross their arms and say "girl idt its (caps) moving anymore" as the visor emojis switch to the fire and two different question marks. In the final panel, they hold out their hands with an expression of distress, visor emojis now the exclamation mark, raised hand, and stop sign, and say "girl u can stop biting", with "girl" and "stop biting" in caps. The third panel also shows the Garages, who have blue sideshaved hair and are surrounded by blue fire, angrily biting at the png of the melted Coin/Boss.

The Magic are a person with dark brown skin and dark green, braided hair, wearing a light yellow ranger's uniform and a pink wizard's cloak and hat. They stand next to a tree and speak into a walkie-talkie, saying "the eagle has left the nest!" with a look of delight. The comic then shows the Spies, who are a person with pale skin and black hair with lavender streaks, wearing a trenchcoat, fedora, scarf, and sunglasses, so their features are almost entirely obscured. They are also holding a walkie-talkie, and say "*khhkht* roger that. alert the agents." *khhhkht*" The Magic turn to them with a look of annoyance, throwing their hands in the air and saying "will you stop that?" (stop that is italicized). The Spies are then drawn in only lineart, with the lines being partially erased and the caption/sound effect "*abscond*".

The various characters shown saying posts are: 1: the Firefighters, who are a person with pale skin, fire hair in a high bun, and blurred fire emojis for eyes, holding a piece of paper that is shown in an inset to read "you have mental illinois" and happily saying "i have been diagnosed with chicago". 2: the Sunbeams, who are a person with light brown skin, short yellow hair, multiple arms and eyes, a slight yellow glow behind their head, sitting in a red area with white bones jabbing up from the ground and saying with a happy expression "(sitting in the pit) you guys really make this hell-hole a hell-home [blushing emoji]". 3: The Jazz Hands, who are a person with light skin and short light blue hair that fades to white wearing a bowtie and top hat, pointing at a purple card reading "xvi" while saying with an angry expression "Pilots, if you keep this shit up you're going to find out why the tower is considered the most evil tarot card". 4: The Crabs, a person with brown skin, short brown hair in a ponytail, a crab claw in place of their right hand, crab-colored patches on their face, and antennae, are smiling while saying "well i can comprehend these manmade horrors perfectly so idk skill issue". 5: The Tigers, a person with light brown skin, short orange hair, and a tiger tail and ears, wearing sunglasses and sitting in an inner tube, grinning and saying "floating down the river styx on an inflatable donut and high-fiving all the lost souls i pass. i'm on vacation". They have one hand raised to high-five another, ghostly hand. End IDs.]

now that we know a team is canonically a Thing that can Do Stuff (like become an Ace??? maybe?? listen just go with it) i feel justified in posting these. also i've been getting too many followers anyway, i need to thin the pack with some good old-fashioned Weird Cringe Nonsense (proud)

[violent138]

pick a number 1-10 and I'll tell you if you're cool or not

7 is the coolest number. You can't change my mind *sunglasses emoji* *cowboy hat emoji* *finger guns*

[thekuraning]

2 for the fic writing ask? have a nice day! take your time!

HELLO SWEET ANON thank you my day has been lovely <3

2. a character whose POV you're currently exploring

Looker except he's fighting me every step of the way lololol. I don't know what it is, but there's some characters that are just... very hard for me to click with when they're the main character, and for whatever reason it seems like Looker's one of them. I want to strangle him and throw him off the roof fijrqhegrqe with love but still.

I really like him but I guess I've never been too invested in him? Like he's neat. And in the fic I'm trying to write him in, UnBlinking, I have a really solid idea of his backstory, what he wants, and where he ends up. But personality-wise he just keeps coming up a little blank for me. :( I think he knows I'm a Team Rocket simp. I think he doesn't want to work with me bc I will go running to tell the blorbos his plans... looker babygirl please.... i just want to dribble you like basket ball....

(not spoilers) basically for UnBlinking his big motivation is that a) he's an orphan, his older sister tried to raise him herself after their parents died, but she died/was killed under mysterious circumstances in Lumiose and her case was never solved, b) he loved detective shows growing up and clung harder to them after his sister passed, because he liked to imagine that his heroes would be able to solve the case of her death. The circumstances do in some ways involve UBs, and Nanu was also in the area at the time, which is what's supposed to bring them together, but like... idk. I'm struggle bussing here friendo. :( oh well.

And for the Tiger & Bunny Girlies, you know it's my dramatic shed-dwelling son, Yuri Petrov (sunglasses emoji with finger guns)

I really wish in the series/movies they had explored his relationship with Mr. Legend POST-LEGEND-DEATH a little bit more tbh. The one scene where he brought it up with Tiger showed a lot of vulnerability, and as he works through his trauma and becomes a better caretaker to his mother, something interesting we see is like. This sort of distance he puts between himself and the monument of Mr. Legend? Idk. I know he had that little moment of satisfaction when the Legend statue got super bonked but the fact that he doesn't make a point of undermining the idea of Mr. Legend in Stern Bild suggests that his feelings about Mr. Legend as a Hero and Mr. Legend as his father are like. really complex. and that's a lot of fun to play with.

Also Barnaby because he's a mess A MESS. he comes in a very closed 2nd for Most Dramatic Man in Stern Bild and the only reason for that is the extra points Yuri gets for the murder shed.

anyways!!! thank you sweet anon!!!

[crossover-enthusiast]

If you haven’t already could you please spare some thoughts on the replacement fellas…? 🤲

Oooo yes yes yes!!

They don't have as much as John and Jack (for obvious reasons) but I do have some stuff for them based off OG The Captain and Shotgun Man + general musings

Gonna do the same as I did for John and Jack, them separate and then together

Got surprisingly long again, so read more time!

The Captain - "Police, BITCH!" - Isn't actually the captain (that would be John, technically), still calls himself that - While on-shift his demeanor is close to that of The Captain from Every StoryTime Animation and Mokey's Show, more reserved and Shotgun's straight man. Off-shift he's a lot more goofy - Acts like he has the braincell, really doesn't - Has absolutely used "Police, BITCH!" on a suspect before - A massive flirt oh my god, and most of it is cheesy gestures and sappy pick up lines - Him pulling down his shades was him trying to flirt with Jack, John, and Patty - He's tried to flirt with Patty before and she does not care for it lol - Tried to flirt with Evermore on his first day on the job and nearly got fired - Most likely bi - Mans the tip line. It's pretty uneventful (as far as this town goes, anyway), but he's noticed that every now and then this gruff-voiced guy will anonymously call in to report child abuse cases - Oddly though, any tips related to the cult seem to go missing when he's on shift, if they're recorded at all… - Still has that grey brick of a flip phone. No he will not get a new one - Orders his contacts by name and then an emoji of something he associates with them, e.g. John 🚬, Jack 🍩, etc. -- this makes them easier to search for, in his opinion. The exception to this is Shotgun, whose contact is instead BFF ❤❤🙂 - Has ~mommy issues~ - Is the one who drives bc Shotgun would absolutely try to run over potential suspects - Shotgun is the bad bitch he pulled by being autistic /j - He is actually autistic tho! Undiagnosed, probably isn't aware he has it - His sunglasses are not only cool but hide how he's avoiding eye contact most of the time B) - Readjusts his tie constantly - If he doesn't want to deal with something he'll most likely just shoot it - His favorite donuts are plain with pink frosting and sprinkles the cliche donut lol - The guy ever, a little weird but definitely one of the more normal people in town

Shotgun Man - "SHOTGUN POW!!" - Usually just called Shotgun, Shotty, or SG/SGM - Still has the shotgun, no one knows why - I don't think he has the safety on- - Has threatened many a perp by shoving the barrel of his gun in their face - Absolute menace honestly, it's a wonder he hasn't been fired yet - Sometimes leans on his shotgun (the barrel is pointed at the floor, he's not that stupid) - Almost never refers to people by their first name, instead using titles or last names (e.g. Sheriff, Nurse, Velseb, etc.). For some reason Jerald is an exception, and Shotty will always refer to him by name - Mellows out slightly when around Captain. Slightly. - Gets control of the radio and all he plays is either heavy metal or stations no one's heard of - Probably eats at Boys n Grills - Does finger guns by putting his hands together to make a single big gun - Would get along great with Dexter - GNC AF, would wear a dress for fun - Runs on cartoon physics similar to Skid and Pump, but only when it would be funny - He has ADHD :> Unlike the others he's actually diagnosed, tho he doesn't take medication for it because of course he doesn't - "POW" is a vocal stim - When he’s feeling mischievous™ he’ll rub his hands together - Doesn't know what he is but it sure as hell ain't straight - On Valentines Day he went into the station early so he could jump Captain, Jack, and John and give them surprise smooches - However bc this is Shotty it ended up playing out like a horror movie lol - Generally just someone big on physical affection and PDA, and he loves to fluster people: slinging his arm around someone's shoulder, random hugs, kisses, that kinda thing - His favorite donuts are cake donuts and he will fight people for them - Just a silly goofy guy, I love him

Both - The cops before John and Jack were real - Braincell pecking order is Shotgun Man -> Jack -> Captain -> John - They were officers at another precinct before getting transferred, and Captain actually was the captain there - Both are still friends and in contact with Jerald (the swat guy) - Even tho Jack and John kept their jobs Evermore still hired Captain and Shotgun, if only to get the press off his back about underfunding the police - "See, they're not underfunded, I just hired two new officers!" (they are still heavily underfunded) - Really they just kinda goof around, Jack and John handle the more serious cases - When they are on a case, they're... semi-competent - They're also both shoot first, ask questions later - This isn't a hc but more so an idea, but if they show up again I want them to interact with the Hobomen, there is ample opportunity to recreate the "NOOOO, IT'S PISS!!" joke with Tankman and Shotgun and that would be so funny - Both of them realized real quick that John and Jack have feelings for each other and they are such teases about it - Captain is more subtle. Shotty, in comparison, once shouted "OH, JUST KISS ALREADY!" at the two - As for their relationship to each other… - No one can figure out what these two are to each other and they think that's hilarious - For real tho, they just like being around each other. They are a package deal, no matter what way you spin them, and they ain't gonna be separated - I like the idea that in general they're a lot more upfront and casual in their relationship, offers a nice contrast to John and Jack - This also means Captain gets the brunt of Shotty's affections! You'd think Captain would be used to it but Shotty always seems to find a new way to fluster him - Are horrible enablers to Jack's pranks, and regularly help him pull them - John is so exasperated by their antics, please save him - Dunno who came up with this initially but I got it from @mallory-vallory so: I like the idea that their actual names are Scott (Captain) and Sammy (Shotgun), feels fitting. Almost no one calls them by their actual names tho - Also there's this art by Ratzzle/Charlieratqueen on twitter of the two wearing patterned scarves during Contagious Christmas and it looks so cute so that is part of my headcanon for their winter clothes now pls and thank u - If they actually had to work with John and Jack on a case it'd be fucking chaos, good lordy - Overall they're dumbasses and bad at their jobs, but at least they get it done

I'm honestly surprised at how much I had for these guys! They're definitely not rotating as fiercely as the other cop duo, but I've still thought a lot about them, both their original and Spooky Month incarnations

I think they have great potential as a comedic foil duo to John and Jack, hope we see them again in later episodes

[flowersandbirdsflyingfree]

Really putting me on the spot here huh?

*Flips through my notes* aw shucks I didn’t think I would get this far!

Girl are you a pencil because you draw my attention (image of an emoji with sunglasses and finger guns)

Postal Dude is that you

Are you a bank loan because you have my interest

[doodledrawsthings]

I’m aroace myself! Glad to see another ace icon here. 💕

😎👉👉

[libertytm]

❛  collapse .   to  break  a  bed  during  sex  with  my  muse .

there’s  some  part  of  steve’s  mind  that  registers  the  creak  and  groan  of  the  wooden  bed  frame.  but  it’s  too  easy  to  ignore  the  warning  as  maggie’s  fingers  dig  into  his  hips  and  each  thrust  drives  the  twist  of  breathless  and  hitched  moans  spilling  past  her  lips.  what  had  started  at  a  leisurely  pace,  hot  open-mouthed  kisses  against  grinning  mouths,  a  pillow  tucked  under  her  hips  as  he  settled  between  them,  had  quickly  turned  into  something  more  primal.  steve  was  braced  on  his  forearms  and  knees,  her  smooth  thighs  ornamented  over  his,  only  enough  space  between  their  bodies  for  him  to  leverage  his  momentum  in  an  effort  to  keep  up  with  every  whimpered  command  of  harder,  faster  and  right  there.  but  the  next  troublesome  noise  is  a  splintering  that  he  just  catches  the  sound  of  as  she  captures  the  shell  of  his  ear  and  tugs  with  her  teeth.  he  could  feel  the  imminence  of  her  climax,  every  indication  in  the  cadence  of  her  breath  and  the  desperate  way  she  pulls  him  in  by  the  back  of  his  neck  as  her  muscles  pulse  and  tighten  around  him.  at  first  he’s  not  sure  she  hears  the  more  obvious  cracking  of  the  slats  underneath  the  mattress,  but  he  suspects  she  does  as  a  strained  don’t  you  dare  stop  is  mingled  between  their  lips.  then  her  breath  catches  and  he  sees  the  moment  the  wave  of  her  climax  crests  and  crashes  through  her  body.   there’s  barely  enough  time  to  register  what’s  happening  as  a  snap  resounds  through  the  room  and  the  bed  suddenly  dips  in  the  center,  dragging  them  both  unceremoniously  down  into  the  sunken  center.  all  steve  can  do  in  the  moment  is  curl  his  arm  around  her  and  press  a  laughing  kiss  to  the  top  of  her  head.  ❝ i  am  going  to  fix  this,  just  give  me  ---  a  minute.❞

@vmaeved​  //   the  enormity  of  my  desire

[theboy-thebitch-thelegend]

Finger Guns Emojis!!

(There's 16 in total so I'll put half here and half in a reblog)

Sunglasses

Apple

Google

Samsung

Microsoft

Winking

Apple

Google

Samsung

Microsoft

⇩ More to come!! ⇩

[imaginaryanon]

You are a gift to this world

that’s the world’s problem

[hollowsart]

it’s halloween time guys n gals n pals

[lesbianlotties]

so... how do i stop this whole week from happening?? any tips?