#hello kitty tatt

[gagesfall]

[decease-soul]

Tell me that you hate me, and I'll tell you that I fuckin' love it

Tell me you'll save me, and I'll tell you that you're savin' nothin'

Tell me bout your demons, and I'll tell you that I've got a dozen

I'll take 'em with me on my path to self-destruction

[petite-lunebleue]

[coenture]

I love my leg (✿◠‿◠)

[littlenatixhandpoke]

Wolne flashe, chętnie wykonam / project available

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[veryunpleasent]

Also me 👀

[gloomygvrl666]

hello kitty with knuckle tatts // my melody gets trolled

[miroyuuu]

New hello kitty 😈 & 😇 tatts!

[lovelyloneiy]

I want hello kitty tatts

[dissociationnation]

Sun and Moon Part one.

Characters: Nyal Grey, Mako Reyes (OCs)

AU: Florist and tattoo artist, supernatural. 

Wordcount: 9.7K+.

A/N: Hello my dears! I’ll be writing this with the hopes of getting some feelings out, this’ll be mainly fluff and slow-burn galore but I do plan to sprinkle in some angst.

Slivers of bright sunlight peeked through the curtains, falling onto the sheets that pooled at Nyal’s hips, the slightest burn from the light made him shoot up, yells of ‘FLUFF’ and ‘CRUSH A UNICORN’ leaving his lips. His fangs sunk into his bottom lip gently, whines leaving his lips as he tugged his black sleep shirt down, rich ruby-coloured eyes narrowing into a glare as he tugged his slender fingers through his raven locks. He half-glanced to the clock, watching the bright numbers mockingly flash 13:41. He was late for his shift, good unicorn saviours as if the day could get worse.

He lifted his shirt up once he got to the bathroom, rummaging through his things until his hand wrapped around a small can of cream for such incidents that happened much too often to be considered ‘incidents’. It was truly his fault for always being out just before sunrise and retreating in a hurry that he often forgot to secure his curtains. He just never learned. A low hiss left his lips as he pressed the cool gel against the burn that was no bigger than a nickel. His head fell back, bloody tears beginning to form and fall without much of a care for his floor. His sleeve came to wipe it away, resealing the cream and setting it away. He stripped his shirt, staring at himself in the mirror, fingers ghosting over his chest, the faint lines of surgery still apparent if you looked close enough, or rather had a vampire’s sight. He tore his eyes away from the mental image of himself before, pulling out gauze and wrapping that would be covered by his uniform shirt. He tugged his hair back, tying it into a bun, admiring the undercut as he finished. He left without another glance, brushing a few loose hairs from his face and beginning to undress, tugging the curtain back into place.

His eyes scanned through his pants, catching on a few brighter-looking rather than the usual black cargo pants that he was famously known for in his workplace. He took out a white pair, slipping them on and readjusting the size slightly and pulling on the bright yellow shirt that was a trademark to the flower shop he worked at. A sigh of relief left his lips, though the moment was short-lived once the familiar beat of his most recent song addictions filled the air. He floated over to his phone, picking it up and holding it to his ear “Grey, how may I assist you?~” 

“Nyal get your ass to the shop before I literally take away every cat plushie from the break room” a gasp left his lips, though it wasn’t out of shock it was more so teasing “HAH! Jokes on you, I moved them to my house.” a groan was heard on the other line “Guess you won’t get the limited edition Junie kitty.” within a few minutes all that was heard from Nyal was rushing and the breaking of a few things as he searched for his umbrella and shoes, shouts of “HOLD IT LADY!” being heard distantly before he reached for his device and rushed out the door, half running half floating. “I’m on my way right now!” his pale cheeks were blooming with colour, reds and pinks creeping across his face as his chest heaved. He came to a stop outside of the shop, leaning against the window and leaning down to catch his breath, catching the stares of a few humans, witches, and vampires alike. He waved them along and stepped inside, inviting the cold air with open arms, closing his umbrella and setting it aside as he usually did each time he stepped inside. His steps were light, sneakers sliding across the floor as he began to float, turning so he was on his back and drifted over the flowers, admiring their differing colours with a gentle smile. Raven locks tickled a few petals, his fingers drifting over a few that seemed to be drooping.

His relaxation was interrupted when the door suddenly swung open, hitting the window and effectively scaring the wits out of the small male. His floating turned into falling quickly, landing on his back, gasping for air once it had been knocked from his lungs “holy unicorns dude.” he sat up slowly, beating against his chest as he moved behind the counter, glaring to the man that had entered, resting his chest against the counter “How may I assist you, sir?” The flustered look on the man’s face was almost enough to let him forgive the taller for making him casually fall out of the air.

“What’s the best flower for a confession?” the question was easy enough, though he felt a bit out of his element since well...ya know. “Would you rather have one specific type or a bouquet of different flowers? Bouquet’s tend to be more pleasing, but to each their own darlin’.” the slightest southern drawl was detectable, his hands already reaching for a few flowers to use to sample. He set down a few variations in colours of roses, adding in a few white Gardenia’s. “How do these look, sweetie?” he looked to the back of the store, his foot tapping nervously as his boss stared at him through the breakroom window, a smirk on her face. Tricky women. He excused himself for a few minutes, allowing the man a few minutes to decide what he wanted to do and collect the apron he’d left on his hook. A smile graced his lips at the tape over his name, the N was etched beautifully and the rest covered with tape, the messy handwriting of Elsie covering the rest with ‘yal’. She really was a supportive woman, working with her the past three years was lovely to him. He fastened the apron, reappearing at the counter “Figured it out yet, love?”

The man nodded mutely, mumbling something he couldn’t quite catch other than ‘bouquet’ and ‘price’ “You wish for the bouquet? That’ll be…” he trailed off as he began assembling the bouquet with one hand, using the other to tap into the register and pulling it away to finish tying the ribbon “18.37.” he smiled slightly, enough to keep his fangs partially hidden. The man paid and left with his bouquet, seemingly much more confident in himself now.

Hours passed, customers came and went and at this point, Nyal was exhausted from being the only one to do anything, his boss watching and enjoying his painful social interaction. A few times elderly women came in and with a confused stare attempted to refer to him, his deep voice “not doing much to help them” apparently. Pure bullshit, but he’d never comment on it. He collapsed in the breakroom, glaring daggers at Elsie, watching as she let out giggles and snorts “You looked so cute! Like a lost puppy AH HAH!” his cheeks burned, arms crossing as he huffed out a mumble of what he’d call kid-friendly curses.

The door rang out, alerting to another customer and Nyal stood with a groan, leaving the break room and stretching his arms, not taking notice of the stranger until he made it to the counter and opened his mouth to greet. His throat ran dry as he stared at the much taller customer, allowing himself to float a bit for the sake of comfort for his neck. “How may I help you darlin’?” He could practically feel Elise’s gaze on the back of his head, his mental sensors making everything inside of him explode when the customer replied with “pick me any flower you like, sweetheart.” he clicked his tongue at the line, lowering himself back to the ground and coming from behind the desk to look through the flowers, he knew them all like the back of his hand but he’d never really thought of them in a way he’d choose a specific plush. “I don’t think I have a favourite, sorry sweetie. Is there a flower that catches your eye?” his head tilted as he motioned to a few of the brighter flowers, more pleasing to the eye to him. “Only other pretty flower here is you, so I’m afraid there’s none. Unless you’d like to come with me?” he couldn’t help the laugh that left his lips, his hand moving to muffle the laughter and only failing as he crouched to keep from shaking in place “I’m sorry but… I’m no flower darlin’.” he stood up shakily, a few wheezes of laughter continuing to leave his lips “I could suggest you a rose or something, but I’m afraid even if I were a flower my boss can’t do anything without me.” he jerked his thumb to the breakroom, Elsie nearly falling backwards when the customer glanced at her. “What a shame. Well, if you ever take it back I’m Mako.” Nyal nodded, slightly shaking as he suppressed more laughter “Nyal. I’m almost always here, but don’t expect a time.” with that Mako left, sending one or two winks in Nyal’s direction through the window before disappearing. Elsie left the backroom, her giggle bouncing off the walls and making Nyal’s composure break within minutes “Your face is so red Ny, are you okay?” Nyal shook his head, leaning against the counter and continuing to shake and laugh.

Mako sat at the tattoo shop, staring through the window to the flower shop just across the street. A fond smile crossed their lips as Nyal and Elsie continued to laugh, Nyal’s small form bouncing and shaking Elsie who would smack him in response. They’d observed Nyal’s routine ever since starting their job as an artist, how he’d smile, his confidence changing as he transitioned and became more comfortable, at this point, they were sure they’d be a confirmed stalker. Nyal’s gaze would always fall on the tattoo shop, the urge to go in but being far too scared to commit with each time he left his shift. It was amusing to see the way he’d stop a few of the artists at the end of a shift, asking them for ideas or tips if he were to ever get inked. In a way, it’s what caused Mako to admire the male, and gain enough confidence to even approach. They hummed in content becoming lost for what felt like seconds though it was more close to an hour or so, only being brought back to reality when the buzzer rang to alert someone entering “Hello welcome to Glory tatts, you think it we ink it.” they looked down to see a familiar face, raising an eyebrow as a smirk graced their lips 

“Well if it isn’t my little flower.”

[babydollpilled]

me getting nails hello kitty uggs another tatt & piercing more shopkins & squishmallows <33

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[surveysonfleek]

578.

Your Autobiography. Little kiddies. (Grades 1-5) What color hair did you have? dark brown/black. Did you wear glasses or have contacts? nope. during this age i’d wish for glasses so badly and fake my answers while getting my eyes checked but the optometrist never gave in to me. Did you have braces? no. Did you go to pre-school or go straight to kindergarten? i went to pre-school. Out of grades 1-5, which one was the best for you? probably grade three. my teacher was super strict on us and made us memorize our times tables which i still remember automatically until this day. i also moved schools in grade three and made friends straight away.

Did you have a lot of friends, or just a couple? there was a group of about five of us. What were your favorite shows? lizzie maguire, arthur, sesame street, hey arnold, recess etc. What were your favorite movies? mostly all the disney films and anything mary kate and ashley did lol. Did you read Goosebumps? yes. obsessed. i collected them. What was your favorite thing to do on weekends? we’d always do family outings, road trips etc. i had a fun childhood. Pre-Teens. (Grades 6-9) What color hair did you have? i tried dying my hair light brown in about year 7 which didn’t work coz i had dark hair already. in grade 9 i bleached two parts of my hair and dyed it fire engine red lmao. fun times. What color hair did you want? anything bright. Was your Middle School a seperate school from Junior High? in australia we do primary school (k-6) and high school (7-12). Did you have a lot of boyfriends/girlfriends? none at all. how sad. Did you still watch Disney movies? yes! What kind of music did you listen to? anything and everything. i loved 90s rnb back then because my cousin would give me lists of music he wanted me to download and burn onto a cd for him.  What were some of your interests? reading, hanging out with friends, photography. What was your favorite animal? dogs. i got my first dog in year 7. What was your favorite color? no idea. blue maybe. Did you draw? yes but only because of art class. What was your favorite subject? music and visual arts. Did you have any piercings? i had two piercings in each ear. Did you wear make-up to school? nope. What kinds of clothes did you wear? school uniform. What did you do on the weekends? again, i still hung out with family. during this time we drove to the coast and went camping a lot. Smells Like… Teeeenagerrrrs. (Grades 10-12) Did you like your high school? i didn’t like nor hate it. it was fine. Was it as bad as they were on TV? not at all. no one was excessively mean or anything. there were the typical bitchy groups and stuff but there wasn’t much drama. What color hair did you have? same. Did you have any piercings? same. …How about tattoos? no. What age did you learn to drive? i started learning to drive at about 16. When did you get your license? when i was 17. What was your first car? a mitsubishi magna haha. i loved it. What was your style? a lot of bright colours and skinny jeans tbh lol. i had ‘cooler’ style back then than i do now. Did you have a lot of friends or just a few? i had a lot of friends. friends from school and a ton of friends outside of school. What did you do on weekends? parties. a lot of parties. and hanging out in the city. Did you have a lot of boyfriends/girlfriends or did you have one or two? none :( What were some of your favorite bands? i still loved rnb but i did love emo music back then too. dashboard confessional, secondhand serenade, my american heart etc. hilarious. What college were you considering? the one i ended up going to and two private ones. Did you get along with teachers, etc? yes for the most part. never really got close to any of them. Young Adults. (College years) What did you look like? kinda what i look like now but skinnier. When did you first move out of your parents’ house? i still live at home. What college did you end up going to? i did visual communications. What kind of music did you like? still rnb with some neo soul. Did you like college? i loved uni. How long were you there? (2 years, 4 years, mooore) four years. Careers. (Any time of your life) What was your first job? a sales assistant at this hippie/crystal store. Did you like it? for a first job it was pretty cool lol. i got my friends to visit me all the time and i met some of the coolest and quirkiest people there. Are you still there? nope. What do you do now? i’ve finished uni and i’ve been at my current job for over four years. Do you like it? not really. it’s time to move on. What do you want to do? anything related to my uni course with room for my to move up. Odds and ends. Were you a loud baby or a quiet one? loud. Did you collect anything growing up? notepads. especially with any of the hello kitty characters on them. Do you still have anything from it? probably. What was your first IM screen name? my nickname and half of my last name lol. When did you first hear about Myspace? i forgot. maybe 2006-2007? Did you have a VF? (VampireFreaks.) hahahaha no.

Do you party a lot? i partied more when i was younger. Did you? yes? When did you get your first tattoo? i don’t have tatts, not sure if i’ll ever get any either. Have you ever dyed your hair? yes. Did you study any languages (other than the one you were raised to speak)? yeah i studied indonesian in primary school and italian in high school. completely forgot them both. Are you still into the things you were into when you were 12? i still enjoy disney even though i don’t watch it as often i guess. i still like reading. How about 15? not really. Do you listen to the same bands you did growing up? very few of them. Were your parents cool parents or were they strict? strict until i finished high school. Have you ever been in a car accident? no. What was your favorite food as a kid? nutella! What is it now? hot dogs lmao. i haven’t had them in ages though.

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[miroyuuu]

10, 20. Do you want more tattoos? and 30! ^ 0^

10. Cute movie: agh off the top of my head is The Way He Looks, its this little Brazilian film abt young love between two schoolboys

20. I absolutely do want more tatts! I've got an ever growing list of ones I'm planning on getting, just aquiring them slowly as they r pricey lol

I wanna get more spiderwebs coming from my elbow, a death tarot card, a hello kitty, thinking about getting a norse vegvisir on the back of my other hand that isnt tatted yet, and I also might get my chemical romance tatts w my cousin sometime! And I want larger tattoos along my shoulders and perhaps my waist in a 90's tribal style except more metal Lol idk theres a LOT I want.. slowly checking things off my list

30. Favorite snack? Chips. BBQ chips- Nathan is so relatable EXCEPT that he loves cool ranch doritos which I hate 😅

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