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multi-culti-girl · 11 months
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🥳🎊🎉 Happy 25th birthday to the best shooting guard in the league, Desmond Bane! 🩵💙〽️2️⃣2️⃣
Long live the Fly-By King 💪🏽👑‼️
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balkanparamo · 2 months
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Gun Honey, Robert McGinnis
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whumpbees · 9 months
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Whumpees getting their head tilted up by a weapon! A sword, or knife, or gun.. right below the chin. Listen to their breath hitch as they make eye contact
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thorsonoflesbian · 2 years
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Jerry Bruckheimer and Paramount: Top Gun is a heterosexual movie dedicated to the military.
Val Kilmer and Glen Powell, captains of their respective ships, holding pride flags and bull horns: I THINK THE FUCK NOT
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rocknrollflames · 3 months
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GNR Photos as GNR Songs
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Rocket Queen
There are no pics of the actual Rocket Queen - Barbie Von Grief - with GNR. Sorry. Only GNR pics. I might make an exception and add a solo pic of her.
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femmefatalesmoking · 1 month
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You said you were dying for me, I think I'll please you after all with some "bang bang". No no no you shouldn't stick your nose into things that don't concern you, now that you've discovered my little secret I can't let you reveal it. You know, who would imagine that such a sweet face could have a gun and can pull the trigger? Get on your knees and make your last wish, darling.. I'll take an extra mag, I think I'm about to have some fun with you
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curtvilescomic · 3 months
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Gun Honey Collision Course cover by Adam Hughes
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hihello-idraw · 3 months
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TW! Talk of guns
,,,thinking about cc!Wels having multiple tweets on gun safety on his twitter account and this led to the idea of c!Wels being very proficient with guns and now i wanna Draw
imagine that's how Wels and Scar and Iskall bonded in kingdomcraft, over their knowledge with guns (Scar from his earliest vids and his walking dead series and Iskall from my headcanon of him being a former assassin)
he walks in on Ren fumbling around with a gun for the sake of a bit and Ren gets a lengthy talk about gun safety and how to correctly handle one
Mumbo a couple of months after joining sheepishly asks Wels about how to use them bcs he wants to know how to use it properly if the time came
Xisuma brings up the topic during a meeting and Wels ends up infodumping about it for a while, which is how the hermit populace became aware of his knowledge
also Wels knows how to use guns and a multitude of other weapons bcs he's a vessel for the god of war
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dramaism · 1 year
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#gun is not having it
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femmefataleart · 1 month
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bidisasterevankinard · 5 months
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Funny how Hangman called Bob baby on board, but real baby on board in the movie was Rooster in F-14
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Happy pride month to HIM
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sunlightmurdock · 1 month
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The Odyssey | Fifteen
A whimper slips your mouth despite your best efforts, despite your teeth sinking into your bottom lip. “I want to do it.”
And then you have his attention. He looks up at you, his face stark and the smugness that had settled there all gone.
“Yeah?” He swallows, so hard already that he’s aching. Far from in the mind space to really disagree with you. His brows draw together. “It?”
masterlist | fifteen | recommended listening
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Hi can I request it hurts with Rooster? Thanks
TW: f!reader, pregnancy, labor
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Your hand curled tightly around Bradley’s as another agonized scream poured from your lungs. The nurses were doing an incredible job and your doctor was coaching you through contractions, but nothing could stop the pure agonizing pain that labor wreaked on your body. With a heaving sob, you laid your head back and met your husband’s gaze. You saw him shift from your golden retriever Bradley into the calm, cool, and collected Lieutenant Bradshaw right before your eyes and your relief was immeasurable.
“You’re doing so good, baby. You’re the strongest fucking woman I know,” he said softly. 
“It hurts,” you whispered and he glanced at you, his warm eyes softening. Your husband might be a big, scary naval aviator when he was in the field or facing down some drunken asshole at the Hard Deck who wouldn’t leave Penny or the other bartenders alone, but he was really just a big softie. Once, when you were sick and he thought that the medicine had finally allowed you to sleep, he murmured a confession that you kept close to your heart.
He hated seeing you in pain, especially when there was nothing he could do about it, because it was as if he were feeling the pain too.
“I know. I’m sorry.” You knew that telling him he shouldn’t apologize would get you nowhere. As excited he was about being a father, Bradley had fretted over the various pregnancy and parenting books he had amassed. The closer you got to going into labor, the more he tried to stay home and help you out with basic tasks. Bradley knew it would hurt. He knew you would be in indescribable pain and all he could do was hold your hand and whisper encouragement. It was breaking his heart to see the tears trail down your cheeks.
“I need just two more big pushes, Mrs. Bradshaw,” your doctor called. You glanced up at Bradley once more and he cupped your cheek, tilting your chin up and pressing his forehead against yours. Your fingers curled around his hand once more and he nodded.
“You’ve got this, baby. You are going to push this baby out and then I’m going to make Phoenix get you the biggest fucking burger you’ve ever seen in your life. You are the smartest, strongest, and most beautiful woman I’ve ever met and I know you can do this. I know it hurts, but you’re going to fucking rock this.”
“If there isn’t bacon on that burger, I will personally castrate you.”
He grinned and kissed you sweetly just in time for the next contraction to hit. Your grip on his hand was as tight as a vice and he would let you break every bone in his body and kill his career as a pilot if it gave you the tiniest hint of relief.
“That’s it. That’s my girl. Look at me. Keep your eyes on me. Breathe, baby. Just one more push,” he coached.
You kept your eyes locked with him as you grit your teeth and bared down. Another yell ripped out of your throat, but it was eclipsed by a higher pitched cry. With a gasping sob, you let your head fall back onto the pillows and looked over at Bradley. His eyes were fixed firmly on the squalling baby in the doctor’s hands, tears building in his eyes as he took in the sight of his daughter.
“She’s so small,” you whispered as the nurse lowered your daughter onto your chest before covering her with a towel and wiping off the amniotic fluid. A tiny hand curled around your finger and you smiled, all the pain seemingly forgotten.
“Thank you,” Bradley said, his voice thick with tears.
“For what?” you laughed. He leaned over the bed, his head next to yours as you both took in the sight of the wailing infant.
“For giving me this opportunity.” He kissed your temple. “My brave girl.”
“I still want that burger.”
“Yes, ma’am. Absolutely, ma’am.”
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artverso · 10 days
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Carla Cohen - Gun Honey
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bussyslayer333 · 1 year
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dancing together in the rain with bradley for your blurb celebration please ❤️
this is so cute eeee
pairing: bradley bradshaw x wife!reader
word count: 0.5k
warnings: some swearing,,, i think that’s it?? mostly cute af
send me a prompt, get a blurb!!
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“You’re fucking crazy!” you squeal with no bite, rain pelting down onto you.
San Diego was usually dry and hot, something you loved about the place was it’s general consistency in weather. Today however, dry was replaced with wet, very wet.
“Dance with me baby!” Bradley shouts over the rain.
His white shirt is almost fully see through and his jacket he’d already deposited as it was weighing him down. You eyed the way his large arms strained and moved beneath the transparent fabric and ultimately folded, rushing into his waiting arms.
You should probably be mad. You’re wedding dress was going to be ruined. The cake had turned to an inedible mush and your guests were huddled under a small gazebo meant only for the bar and speakers for the music.
“There’s no music, Brad,” you wonder aloud.
As if on cue, the melodic sounds of Abba come spitting loudly out of the speakers being scarcely protected by the gazebo. You look around curiously to find none other than Jake Seresin stepping out of the gazebo, already shirtless and smacking Bradley on the shoulder.
“God, Bradshaw do I have to save your ass all the time?” He teases, hair still perfectly tousled even when soaked in rainwater, droplets dripping down his toned chest in a way that could almost be staged.
Bradley can only laugh in disbelief, “why is your shirt off?”
“I’m here to fuckin’ dance, Bradshaw that’s why!” Jake cheers.
You shrug and bend down to slip your heels off, flinging them to the side.
With your approval, streams of people come from under the gazebo, shrieking as the rain hits them. The squealing quickly turns to singing as people familiarise themselves with the weather and begin to dance.
Bradley is jumping up and down wildly, his hands never leaving your waist. You can feel his strong hands gripping onto you through the sodden fabric of your dress, spinning you round to face him. He continues to sway you as he pushes at the wet strands of hair framing your face.
“You’re so goddam beautiful.” He declares, running his thumb over your lip.
“Even with my makeup ruined?” you query.
“Especially.” Bradley decides, hurriedly smashing his lips into yours.
You can hear your friends and family whooping as Bradley deepens the kiss and lowers you down in a dip. He was always one for theatrics.
And when you’re scooped back up and allowed to take in the surrounding scene, Jake twirling around your grandma and your girlfriends dancing wildly with Bob and Fanboy, there’s no way on earth you could be mad at all. Even when the rain is still slashing down heavily.
“I hope this hasn’t ruined our day Mrs Bradshaw?” Bradley whispers into your ear.
You turn back to face him, nose nudging against his own, “No day is ruined with you.”
Bradley’s arms come to wrap back around you as he lifts you up.
“Put me down!” You squeal, slapping at his rain soaked shirt that was practically useless at this point.
“Never.”
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a/n: I LOVE BRAD UGHHH and i hope u guys love this 😘😘
icl i love writing lil blurbs hehe
pls comment or reblog and tell me what u think :))
ty for requesting and reading !!!
- honey <333
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