#AND it left a handprint ���

[hemlock-dreams]

I am BEGGING for a full tattoo tour of your Peter

I love your AU so muchhh

BEHOLD: THE TATTOUR:

Been procrastinating on this because I hadn't actually figured out what his tattoos were beyond a few key ones. But here we are!

Some explanation for a few of them:

3 Eye Dots: Prison tattoo signifying 'My crazy prison life'.

Dice: Common prison tattoo signifying gambling with life.

Skull: Common prison tat. 16 year old Peter thought it was cool.

Eye with Tears: Signifying watching his back-3 tears mean 3 attacks over the course of 5 years.

Cobweb: Common prison tattoo meaning the person was sitting on their elbows for so long they started to get cobwebs.

MJ on Knee: Mary Jane Watson used to be a dealer back in high school/college. As a joke she signed papers with a weed leaf instead of her name. Peter tatted it as a show of love/loyalty.

Winged Bell-Noose: Signifies time served. Wings for freedom, the bell for time served, and 5 gongs for 5 years.

Cat's eye: The job that got him in was burglary.

The double katana tramp stamp and Wade's handprint are post identity reveal and relationships tattoos- and Wade is super duper mega normal about them yessiree. His brain does not short out every time he remembers they're there, nope, not at all.

As for piercings, Peter has one on his right nipple, his bellybutton, and 3 in each ear. He used to have one on his tongue, but post mutation his mouth is WAY too sensitive. It was too...distracting, so it had to go. >:)

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Once again, thank you so much for the support and love! I do want you all to feel guilty for making me suffer through those peonies though, so-

<3 <3

[needycatboy]

fuck y'all the other day my lover slapped my ass pretty lightly and playfully, and i thought it would be amusing to call it a cowardly slap...

and the way that i was immediately cornered against a countertop, melting under his cocky stare, trying my best to stay normal and negotiate my way out of turning around so he couldn't hit me with the makeshift paddle in his hand. guys.. oh my god. i was completely unable to hide how turned on i was.

fear kink unlocked.

[the-mpreg-guy]

dean wanting to marry cas but never ever asking bc its a human practice and cas is so Creature and Other World that marriage wouldn't even be a Thing on his radar and so dean pretends like it isn't something that he's into or wants and laughs off the idea of marriage whenever someone brings it up but secretly he wants it So Bad. anyway dean finds out like six months later that they've been soulbond angel married for ten years and promptly throws up blood

[awwthenticc]

your lips , my lips..

[nat-20s]

Donna goes to see Wicked with some friends and the second "For Good" finishes she's like "I have to leave right now immediately forever actually" and then goes to have a cry in the bathroom

[dovewingkinnie]

I made you art for the skrunklies

[exileandtrust]

Chapter 14: Fear of Rooms

Read Newest Chapter ─ Read First Chapter

[wayward-sherlock]

what if he went the rest of his life without washing that jacket

[camelspit]

pssst. do u guys have any symbols you associate with linh. 👉👈. for science.

[firesidetextiles]

Someone here mentioned tool rolls a bit ago. I posted the dragon sample one previously, here’s another! They are fun to make! This one featuring my Animal Bones pattern has a home already, however, there’s four other ones waiting on photos. Plus like the other sewing projects I’ve been doing, I’m down to take some custom orders if there’s interest.

[ID: An image with three close up photos of a sewn tool roll. In the first photo the roll is tied closed with brown twill ribbon and highlights the white animal bones pattern print with brown rock texturing on the outside. The second picture shows the roll open with colored pencils in the pockets with matching textured fabrics and the third shows what the roll looks like with the protective flap folded down to cover the pockets. End]

[julie-su]

Healing my inner child, ripping off some painful plasters and setting some bones. Understanding why it must hurt too much to make her feel better. Then getting some (soya) ice cream and a mug of warm (oat) milk, with a silly flavoured milkshake straw.

[skywarpie]

copia the kinda dad to coat his daughters in sunscreen before they even step outside in the summer sun 

[spyglassrealms]

For All Mankind

Ares 1 \\ Mission Day 128 \\ Surface Mission Day 30 \\ 11/02/2018

Commander Anna Wilson gripped the United Nations flag in her hands and closed her eyes as she unfurled it. The camera Ari held was now rolling, and despite the isolation lending her the confidence to do this, she was still a bit nervous. The light-lag delay of mission control’s inevitable reaction wasn’t helping the anxiety bubbling under her conscious mind. What would they think? What would the world think?

She thought back to training, years ago, when the mission was still a young idea. She had confessed to her crew, in private, her thoughts about the inevitable flag-planting ceremony. To her surprise -and delight- they were in agreement: planting a flag would send the wrong message. It was an archaic practice too laden with negative symbolism, no matter the intentions. So for the next several months, in moments of free time away from the watchful eyes of NASA, they'd planned an alternative. And now, seven light-minutes away from Earth with no one to stop them, they could enact it.

Anna inhaled deeply, faced the camera with the flag, and spoke: “We do not claim this world.” She began rolling the flag back up to stow in her pack. “We will not plant here the flag of any nation or even all nations, because this mission -our presence here today- is much greater than the concept of nations. We came here, to another world, in peace for all mankind. So we cannot plant a flag. It represents arrogance and dominance.” The clock was ticking now. The video stream was hurrying back to Earth, but the whole ceremony would be over before the reply arrived. We’re on our own script now, she thought. Better not mess it up.

As they’d agreed, Oye produced a small aerosol can from his pack -spray paint, specially engineered by a friend to resist the environmental conditions of Mars. Their mark here would endure everything short of a direct meteor strike for millennia. He began to walk toward the rock outcropping nearby, with Ari and Ayami falling in behind him.

Anna brought up the rear, and continued to speak as Ari swiveled the camera back over his shoulder. “Instead, we leave behind only our footprints, which mark our journey…” She paused, and placed a hand on the ancient rock face, making sure Ari was pointing the camera at it. “…and our handprints, showing that we do not seek to claim this world –only to know it.”

Oye gently shook the can and blew the dust from the rock with an airbrush, normally used for geology sampling. Anna blinked a little longer than normal. Here we go.

He aimed the nozzle at her hand and pressed down. The paint sprayed out into the thin air around her suit glove, staining the glove and surrounding rock a deep, cobalt blue. The mission director and tech teams would be pissed, but the crew had taken precautions: covering the tools, wrist camera, and flashlight with tape. When Oye finished moments later, Anna lifted her hand and gazed at the blue stenciled outline on the three-billion-year-old alien sandstone.

As the rest of the crew created their hand stencils, Anna continued. “Maybe in a thousand years, Mars will have its own flag; its own nations. But the marks we leave here today prove to the future that we came not as envoys of nations, but as people, baring our raw humanity for all to see just like our ancestors a hundred thousand years ago. We are here today not only as representatives of our fellow humans, but on behalf of our oldest ancestors, who did not know of nations; they only knew how to be human. These markings are for them as much as they are for us.”

She took a step back as Ari passed her the camera, and aimed it at the four painted hands on the Martian rock. She zoomed in a little to emphasize her closing statement. “Across all of time and space, we are one people, forever.”

[weedsinavacantlot]

Had to go to extended efforts to de-supernatural my bedroom for the dog sitter

[crispdrpepper]

There is something so ? About repainting your bright blue childhood room gray… but anough abt that…

[chattybugette]

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