Manufactured by the Guide Lamp division at General Motors, two-part suppressor manufactured by High Standard c.1944-45. .45ACP 30-round removable box magazine, open-bolt blowback fully automatic fire, leather brace. Made for the United States’ Office of Strategic Services around the end of World War 2, this suppressor was made of a perforated rifled barrel housed in a wire mesh based suppressor, with an additional pistol suppressor of the same design fitted on the muzzle.
Corresponds to: Strength, passion, love, lust, anger, rage, wrath, war, competition, courage, power, willpower, sex, desire, labor, cleansing, destruction, banishing and protection
Crystals: Amber, Sunstone, Carnelian, Obsidian, Fire Agate, Agate, Ruby, Garnet, Star Garnet, Red Jasper, Bloodstone, Diamond, Red Tiger’s Eye, Quartz, Rhodochrosite, Fire Opal, Lava Rock, Pumace, Sulfur, Thunderstone
Metals: Steel, Gold, Brass, *Nickle
*can be dangerous in raw form or if ingested
Herbs: Cinnamon, Basil, Cayenne Pepper, Black Pepper, Peppercorn, Peppermint, Rosemary, Chile Peppers, Cacti, Prickly Pear, Coffee, Nettles, Garlic, Thorn Trees/Plants, Thistle, Onion, Allspice, Juniper, Hibiscus, Red Poppy, Almond, Clove, Chamomile, Bay Leaf, Sunflower, Marigold, Holly, Oak
“I slept with your fiance,” Jiyong’s voice is monotonous, his face shows off no emotion whatsoever. He doesn’t bother to look at you and your broken expression.
“You son of a bitch,” Mino tightens his fists and charges at Jiyong who seems equally as pissed off. You watch the scene in front of you unfold. The two men began swinging at eachother viciously trying to get the other one down on the floor.
Description: After a heartfelt arguement with Mino you open up to him about your past. All hell breaks loose when he Jiyong shows up at your apartment.
“You’re so selfish!” Mino hollers. He slams the door shut once he’s entered your shared apartment. You don’t stop to look at his face because you know that if you look at him, you’ll react horribly.
‘You take and you take and you don’t know when to stop taking!” His voice sharpens the longer he speaks.
You try to brush him off and tune him out like you tune everyone else out but for some reason you can’t. Every word hits you and engraves itself in your head and you know very well that when you’re alone, they;ll come back to haunt you.
“Look at me when I’m talking to you!” He grabs your arm and spins you around to face him. You put on your famous poker face, the one that you have mastered after so many years of being screamed at by loved ones.
That’s when you really see him. The Mino that you had created stands in front of you. His eyes are red rimmed. You don’t know whether it was from the soju or if if there were actual tears in his eyes. His bottom lip was swollen from biting it on the way home preventing himself from screaming at you in front of the taxi driver. But now he really wasn’t holding back.
“You keep taking,” Mino’s voice softens as do his eyes. You can see the way he’s almost begging you to defend yourself, to at least attempt to convince him that you weren’t selfish. To his misfortune he and you both knew you were. “You’ve taken everything,” he glanced up at the ceiling and tried to swallow down the cries that were beginning to emerge from deep inside of him.
He begins to slowly back you up against the wall. You feel your back press against the cool brick, he cages you. He places his hands on either side of your head and bend down, he cranes his neck so that the two of you see eye to eye. Mino desperately searches for any emotion in your dark eyes. Little does he know that you’ve perfected the art of masking your feelings. After all, it was an art that your future career demanded.
“Give me something, anything.” he begs. You can feel his cold breath against your cheek as he slowly brings his face towards you. His lips brush on yours as he whispers, “please,”
Another image from the new restaurant. The texture. The satin sheen of leather, glossy marble, warm lamps and cold polished steel. I’ve never used a camera that can outmatch the PENTAX in dark environments. I didn’t need to fill with a flash or bounce at all. This is a dream for photographers and barkeepers.
I’m working on the other characters, but since pretty much all of them are taller than these tiny goobers they’re gonna take awhile. Currently working on Muffet bc I didn’t get a friend a christmas present (i’m so horrible, destroy me) so I let them choose who I did after these two.
^ That right there is the progress I’ve made in 3 hours. It’s gross. And yeah I work in MS paint all the time. I’m a disgrace to art.