art-of-swords:

Combination Dagger and Pistol

  • Dated: circa 1800
  • Provenance: Ottoman Empire

The weapon has three-stage, smoothbore barrels with rings at the girdle. The first part is octagonal with three Arabic stamps and gilded floral decorations. The two round sections are decorated en suite and have blueing remains, especially the lower one, 12 mm caliber.

The smooth plate lock is decorated en suite, featuring a sliding pan that functions as a change lever for the two barrels. The area behind the cock is silver plated, engraved with crescents, stars, trophies and a sun.

The part between the two barrels is made of wood and is richly inlaid with filigree waves, two silver barrel brackets, one in the middle and the other one at the nozzle.

The straight stock is shaped as a khanjar dagger’s grip, completely silver plated, the girdle is engraved and shows gilded remains. The upper part is removable and provided with a ribbed, double-edge damascus blade, with bone inlays at the base.

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foreling:

Oh boy an excuse to draw some glorious underboob.
Happy b-day dude.

foreling:

Oh boy an excuse to draw some glorious underboob.

Happy b-day dude.

vaginal-erection:

idkitstommy:

aww

the picture that started a war

ferelden:

do you ever hear the intro theme to a video game and you get really emotional and your heart feels really weak like it’s coming back home and it’s basically like that whole world you love so much summed up into one epic song and you just want to fucking cry a lot because this is the video game for you and nothing else ever can even compare to the feeling you get when you hear that one fucking bit of music

nocatgirls:

jaco: pixiv, Danbooru
Sometimes you’re 23 and standing in the kitchen of your house making breakfast and brewing coffee and listening to music that for some reason is really getting to your heart. You’re just standing there thinking about going to work and picking up your dry cleaning. And also more exciting things like books you’re reading and trips you plan on taking and relationships that are springing into existence. Or fading from your memory, which is far less exciting. And suddenly you just don’t feel at home in your skin or in your house and you just want home but “Mom’s” probably wouldn’t feel like home anymore either. There used to be the comfort of a number in your phone and ears that listened everyday and arms that were never for anyone else, but just to calm you down when you started feeling trapped in a five-minute period where nostalgia is too much and thoughts of this person you are feel foreign. When you realize that you’ll never be this young again but this is the first time you’ve ever been this old. When you can’t remember how you got from sixteen to here and all the same feel like sixteen is just as much of a stranger to you now. The song is over. The coffee’s done. You’re going to breathe in and out. You’re going to be fine in about five minutes.

The Winter of the Air  (via fuckinq)

this seriously fucked me up right now

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detunedradios:

New Persona 5 trailer holy shit

kuroneko-baka:

like me …

wh40khq:

Warhammer 40k: Metalboobs by Tarakanovich
another appreciation of Sororitas ( . ) ( . )

wh40khq:

Warhammer 40k: Metalboobs by Tarakanovich

another appreciation of Sororitas ( . ) ( . )