#my tattoo journey~~~~

[lizstiel]

oh, hey. they’re done!

[fujimomozane]

Betrayal.

I don't know... Merlin looks pretty angry right now.

[gelly-art]

I have many more comics and other things in mind that I want to draw, but I've been too busy modding BG3 for my personal pleasure. I wound up making a camp outfit that I don't think I can ever beat, so a little something to commemorate that.

[whisperingseidkona]

Hello beautiful souls! 🌙✨ My name is Summer, and I’ve been a practicing witch for over 12 magical years now. I’ve felt a deep connection with the earth, the cosmos, and the subtle energies that interlace our lives, and I’ve spent these years learning, growing, and embracing the incredible journey that is witchcraft.

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As a Norse pagan, I draw wisdom from the old ways and find incredible power in their teachings. 🌲⚡ I’m thrilled to share this part of myself with you all.

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Get ready to embark on this mystical journey with me. Expect to see witchy posts, Norse pagan wisdom, rituals, and snippets of my personal experiences. My hope is that my posts illuminate your path, inspire you, and help you to connect with the sacred within and around you.

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Remember, the magic is within you, always. Let’s awaken it together. Blessed Be! 🌿🔮✨

[honeydisiacc]

i uh um yes uhh i ahaha uhm um u when uh when he

[elvenbeard]

The (self-) creation of Adam ~

🏳️‍⚧️ Happy Trans Day of Visibility 🏳️‍⚧️

[vampyfrnk]

one day i'll be tatted like frank and i'll become cool just let me get over my fear of needles real quick

[meetinginsamarra]

mayprompts2024, #30 journey

Chapters 1 to 6 here on AO3

If you like the tattoo AU give it some love on my AO3, please. It would mean a lot to me. TYSM!

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White Pony Tattoo - Part Ten (journey)

Eight days later, once again, John found himself hovering in front of 221 Baker Street. He wondered if there would ever come a time when he would be able to simply just walk inside because he was sure about it like every other normal person would probably do.

The days since he had last seen Sherlock had flown by, with John barely noticing the passage of time. He had thought a lot about what Mrs Hudson had said to him in her kitchen. Not the threat she had uttered. But the thing about Sherlock having had a hard time in his past.

John had pondered about what might have happened to him, what had hurt Sherlock so much that he had needed to put up that wall of protection around himself. To build an armour around his heart.

Of course, John wouldn’t ask. He also promised himself not to stalk Sherlock on the internet any further. If Sherlock wanted to trust John with telling him anything about his past, it was solely up to Sherlock to take the first step into this direction.

Calais Reno, the movie star, whom John had begun to follow on Instagram out of sheer curiosity, had posted a picture of the newly acquired tattoo yesterday. It had been placed on the outer side of the right calf and reminded John of a mixture between HG Wells’ steampunk-inspired time machine and Doctor Who’s Tardis. It was intricately detailed and although it was very close to a technical drawing, the image seemed three-dimensional. Given that the movie star was known to be a fan of stories about time travel, it was the perfect choice.

John would have expected nothing less, coming from Sherlock.

Which made him more and more curious about the phoenix Sherlock would put onto him this afternoon. Excited. Also, a bit anxious. What if he didn’t like Sherlock’s design after all? Sherlock had only texted John, giving him a time and a date when the tatooing would take place but he had not given the tiniest hint concerning its design.

John remembered very well the part of Sherlock’s shop sign that demanded no arguing. He would just have to trust Sherlock, John supposed.

Into battle. John opened the door.

Sherlock, dressed in a deep green shirt today, was already waiting and welcomed John with a radiant smile. This time, he reciprocated John’s firm hug with much more comfort and surety.

Without further ado, John was led into the tattoo parlour behind the curtain and Sherlock wordlessly gestured at the computer screen. It showed a black-hued phoenix. In a realistic 3D view that turned from side to side in an endless loop as if John was moving his arm. The firy bird totally eclipsed the Virgin Mary tattoo, depicted in faint red hues underneath, leaving not even the least bit of ink uncovered.

John stared with his mouth hanging open and didn’t know what to say.

“Given that you just perform the perfect impersonification of a gold fish, I take it that the design pleases you.” Sherlock deadpanned.

“Holy cow, Sherlock, this is,” John’s voice was hoarse as a multitude of feelings rushed through him, “this is… perfection.”

 John must have chosen the right word because Sherlock’s face flushed red.

“It had to be. More than any tattoo before.” Sherlock swallowed, fiddling awkwardly with his hands. “I made it for you, John.”

“Sherlock, I…”

But Sherlock launched into a flurry of rapid movements, starting to set up everything for the tattoo session. It looked like a meticulously rehearsed ballet performance and John was transfixed by the lithe beauty and grace.

“Get comfortable in the seat,” Sherlock said whilst putting various needles, phials and two tattoo guns onto a tray, “I estimate that it will take three and a half hours to tattoo the phoenix. If you need a break, to move or stretch, just say so.”

John did as he had been asked and then Sherlock took off his dress-shirt to put on sterile surgical gloves. Underneath it, Sherlock wore a skin-tight black t-shirt where the short sleeves had been cut off. For the very first time, John saw Sherlock’s arms and the sight made him grateful that he was already sitting.

Sherlock’s arms were nothing short of spectacular.

Beautifully muscled, like a dancer’s, skin milky-white and smooth like marble. His right arm was not tattooed, but the left was wholly covered with intricate lines of deep black and brilliant red. From John’s point of view, they looked like dancing flames.

Sherlock apparently felt John’s eyes on him because he suddenly kept still. He turned, stepped up to John and held out the tattooed arm so that John could take a look at its front side. He carefully watched John’s reaction.

“You also have a phoenix on your arm!” John gasped. “A huge phoenix surrounded by flames!”

“Brilliant observation, John.”

John realized that every time Sherlock had become sarcastic before, at least when he had talked to John, it had been an indicator of Sherlock being nervous. Something that he would never openly admit.

But what should Sherlock be nervous about?

The tattoo was beautiful and perfect and then John remembered what Sherlock had said about perfect tattoos. That they had to connect to their wearer’s personality and history. The implications of Sherlock’s professional credo in connection with chosing a phoenix for himself made John dizzy.

Did that mean…

“Are you a survivor, too?” John blurted, overwhelmed by his sudden epiphany.

Sherlock sighed. He fought an inner battle, the pros and cons of the choice he was about to make clearly written on his face.

John didn’t say anything, knowing Sherlock needed time for what this was. To find the courage and the trust to tell John about it.

When Sherlock had made his decision, he straightened his back and carefully wiped every emotion off his face, but his eyes stayed wary and apprehensive and he looked right over John’s head.

“It’s been a long journey before I’ve arrived where I am now.” Sherlock gestured with his hand to the tattoo parlour. “It’s not been a joy ride for a very long time. I’ve literally died, John! My heart had stopped and I’ve been brought back to life.”

John simply nodded one time. He did not dare move another muscle, lest Sherlock might get spooked and retreat back into his shell.

Sherlock took a deep breath, gathering his strength. He slowly searched for John’s eyes. After finding them, he asked silently.

“Have you ever wondered why I chose the name White Pony Tattoo?”

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tagging some people @totallysilvergirl @peageetibbs @lisbeth-kk @raina-at @calaisreno

[booigi-boi]

Here's my Headless Series tattoo 🎃🗡✨

Getting something Shipwrecked related tattooed on me has been on my mind for almost a year now, and the sword and medallion just made sense to me. It's very subtle, but if you know, you know 🗡

I just hope this extremely talented group of people know how amazing they are 🐐💛

Go watch the Headless Series! It doesn't disappoint

I suck at writing anything, excuse me, I just hope all the art and whatnot has shown my extreme love for anything you do

[colorlesschristmastree]

Wait does Nesta really have a wave tattoo on her back or were you joking. If so I completely blocked that out, SJM making her the most cringe character in history I have to laugh

Yeah… The star tattoo disappeared in chapter 62 after she used the bargain to make him go away and then she got the wave tattoo in chapter 77.

[hauntedxd0ll]

✨️only getting hotter with age part 2 ✨️

[rivnedell]

Tattoo Line Art Wip ~ I'm trying new things since days 👀🖤

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✨ Commissions are open ✨

[healthierhuntress]

Yoga and weightlifting day!

[toxooz]

Mini Check In! How are you doing? Hope you're well! Throwing glitter aka fairy dust at you to send good vibes! ✨💚

A.M.

hunny u dont wanna know the answer to that trust me but alas we will rise another day to push the boulder up that damned hill and thANK U FOR THE GLITTER

GOOD VIBES TO YOU AS WELL🌟✨🎆🎇🌟✨

[apnourry]

last vain pictures in this house

[109moons]

Was really feeling myself today.