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⧠I'm now booking apprentice tattoos! ⧠if you're interested in getting tattooed check out my booking form! it has everything you need to make an appointment!
#tattoo apprentice#tattoo#apprentice tattoo#tattoo booking#lgbt artist#lgbt tattoo artist#myart#healed tattoo#apprentice#nerd tattoos
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#big round butt#amazing butt#girl butts#perfect butt#sexy egirl#sexy nerd#sexy tattoed women#alt girl#egirl#alternative#girls with tattoos#tattoed girls#cutie w a bootie#spicy creator
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i really needed to post this art on its own because it just became one of the most important things in my life
artist is alice petzold, drawn for the seven new frog species named after star trek captains (please go to the post to hear the sounds they make, it's so worth it, please please please)
read more about their discovery and habitat here :)
#frogs#star trek#art#NOT MY ART#please go to their instagram it's amazing#they also have an etsy shop#space#sci fi#science#kirk#picard#i love you nerds <3#i love you trekkies <3#i love you artists <3#i love you scientists <3#i love you frogs <3#star trek tos#star trek tng#spock#because of the salute ok#i want everyone to see this#i want them tattooed on me asffsgdfjfj
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Steddie strangers to lovers. They meet because they commute on the same train everyday. Eddie has the NYT crossword and he does it everyday. One day after 2 months of them riding together he asks steve for his help.
Eddieâs like âu look smart what do u think?â And Steve who has been told he is an idiot or stupid or dumb every day of his life is like âits just the suit Iâm not good at smart stuff like that.â
And Eddie is like âno way I bet you can help with the sports section at least. I mean look at me, if weâre going off stereotypes Iâm hopeless.â It getâs Steve to blush and he cracks and helps.
Everyday after that they do the puzzle together, Steve eventually helping outside of just the sports section so Eddie can prove to him just how smart he knows he is.
#eddie munson#steve harrington#steddie#steve x eddie#stranger things ships#stranger things#stranger things one shot#strangers to lovers#meet cute#nerd eddie munson#jock steve harrington#gay eddie munson#gay steve harrington#alternate universe no upsidown#alternate universe#alternate universe the 90âs#flirty#musician eddie munson#eddie munson has peircings and tattoos
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can you decipher what's on my top ? ;P
#tattooed girls#curvy girls#curvy body#girls with tattoos#leahvonnoire#curvy chicks#tattooed women#curvy and cute#thick and juicy#sexy pokemon#nerdy stuff#nerdy babe#nerdy chicks#nerdy girls#sexy nerd#curvy hips#sexy curves#curvy#bootie peach#big boody#cutie w a bootie#big bootie#big juicy ass#juicy fat ass#sweet juicy peach#juicy body#juicy đ#peachy đ#sexy peachy bum đ#peach ass
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RIZ âTHE BALLâ GUKGAK EVERYBODY đđđđđ
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#my art#D20#d20 fanart#d20 fantasy high#riz gukgak#riz gukgak fanart#fantasy high#fantasy high fanart#fhsy#fhjy#<- this is supposed to be. Between s2 and s3?? He has his late s2 heaven gadgets and new gun design but no haircut#I love his tattoos but I hate his tattoos#theyâre so hard to draw it look me like 2 hours just to figure out#anyways hereâs my lovely son. The ball. Little shrimp. Private investigator. Dragon slayer. Lame nerd teenager#Heâs my stupid favorite itâs so important to me that he canonically has freckles. Theyâre in merch. His freckles are so important to me#Iâm on the s2 finale as of scheduling this Iâm having fun. I need to draw the others soon#also Yes I did give him a tooth gap thank you for noticing!!!#The knuckle tats say ânight yorbâ with an empty thumb on the other hand. I almost put ânite yorbâ as a reference to a tumblr user but-#-decided against it#goblin tag
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#small tiddy gf#sexy tattoed women#sexy egirl#alt girl#sexy nerd#egirl#alternative#girls with tattoos#tattoed girls#tittituesday#small tiddy goth gf#small tiddies#tatted#tattooed
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Your name on my body - modern!Azriel
Beautiful and amazing @thehighladywrites posted this INCREDIBLE idea and I had to try it. I've never written a modern!acotar AU, a college!acotar AU or nerdy-tattooed!Azriel. I haven't written bimbo!reader, and since English is not my first language, I don't know if I have done it right. I enjoyed this sooooo much, let me know if you want more or have some requests!
Extra points for whoever gets the crescent city saga reference!
Plot: nerd-tattooed!Azriel gets a tattoo with your name and it leads to smutty time.
Warnings: porn and porn and Azriel being freaky and porn with just an inch of plot. This is dirty.
The door of the apartment closed behind your back and you were met with an empty living room. You usually didnât come in unannounced, because Azrielâs shared apartment always had some type of surprise. But your boyfriend had asked you to do so, and to use the spare key he had given you a while ago.
Azriel had been studying for his finals for weeks, and had finally finished them. Instead of going out to celebrate like you had, he had stayed in with his friends. You hadnât seen each other too much, apart from the long hours in the library where he tried to help you with your exams â and you didnât count those hours, since you did nothing more than stare at him.
The apartment, as expected, was trashed. There were beer bottles in the ground, suspicious stains in the carpet and a very naked Cassian sleeping in the couch. You had just barely gotten out of your hangover, and Azrielâs roommate was about to start his.
Through all the chaos, you were certain none of it belonged to Azriel. He liked to party, sure, but not hard and long as you. He preferred to stay quiet and observe, with a drink that lasted him the whole night. You were trying to remember if the heel that poked through the back of the couch was from your friend when you heard him coming.
âThis way, princessâ
His deep, morning voice made you turn around and stumble to his presence. Like a serpent caught in a sweet melody, you were always pulled towards him. Azriel was wearing a grey t-shirt and black shorts, that fit him like a globe. Dark glasses and disheveled hair. And lots of tattoos that you had traced previously with your fingers and tongue.
âHey, handsomeâ you greeted him, not hiding your bright smile. âGot your text this morning. What were you doing up so early?â
âHit the gym before breakfast. Not all of us are hangoverâ
âTell that to the other half of the campus or your roommates. Rhysand spent the night with Feyre in the rooftopâ
Your roommate hadnât appeared last night, and you had found a very cryptic text that morning that led you to the rooftop â where both her and Rhysand were fast asleep with the bottle still uncorked.
As soon as you were within reach, Azriel pulled you closer by your waist and smashed his lips against yours. He tasted like coffee and mint, and erased any trace of drunkenness from last night. You tangled your manicured fingers between his locks, shamefully scratching the nape of his neck with your long nails.
They differed from Azrielâs bitten ones. Your short dress from his baggy clothes, and your dyed hair from his untamed ones. While you liked to shine in the public, to dress up and party, Azriel preferred to be quiet, thrift clothes and study. To the campus, you were the bimbo, and he was the nerd.
But you were his bimbo and he was your nerd.
âHow was the party?â Azriel asked between kisses, his lips not staying for too long on yours.
âGood. Missed youâ you almost whined when he pulled back too soon, and he chuckled.
âMissed you too. Did you have fun?â
You hummed as his hands lowered until they cupped the edge of your ass. The dress was short enough he could pull it up until anyone could see your panties, but neither of you cared. He had to lean down to do so, and you took advantage to deepen the kiss.
On the outside, Azriel might have looked like the shy, nerdy student, but he was freaky. You had been surprised when a hook-up with your assigned tutor turned out in the best night of your life, and there was nothing that could unhook you from him.
His hands were big enough to squeeze most of your ass, kneading it just like you loved it. Roughly, you were pushed into his body. Azriel was always semi-hard when you came to view, and you always took care of choosing the shortest and most provocative dress in his presence.
Few things were better than a good night out and a good morning fucking.
âIâve got a surprise for you. Can I take you to my room?â
âYou donât have to askâ
But he did, breaking away your heated kiss. Azriel pushed the bridge of his glasses up and gave you a crooked smile, offering you his hand. You gladly took it and let him guide you to his room. The farthest, the darkest, but also the neatest. Azriel spent a good part of his time in there, and you loved it. He had incorporated you slowly in it, from the spare clothes in his closet for you to the stupid crafts you did together when you were bored.
âAnd what did you do last night? Started studying for the next semester?â you teased him, and he gave you a sideway look.
âI could, but I was busy with Morâ
âWhat were you doing with Mor?â
Your frown was instant, as the jealousy that rose to your chest. Morrighan was his friend, and you respected that, but you knew he had liked her in the past. That the woman was gorgeous, brilliant and smart in ways you didnât complement Azriel. You liked her enough to be kind and maybe envious, but the notice of her with Azriel left you with a sour taste in the mouth.
Azriel chuckled at the edge of your tone and didnât answer. If anyone had reasons to be jealous, was him, yet he never was. You had quite the reputation in college, and dressed to impress. More than once, you had been walking with Azriel and received not so subtle glances. You had even gotten the baristaâs number when you asked for his order. And through all of that, Azriel had just shrugged and told you he trusted you.
So, for his sake, you tried to do the same.
During the longest seconds in your life, you were quiet. You sat on his bed and crossed your arms across your chest. Azriel closed the door behind him, just as you heard the first groan from his roommate, and turned around so he could face you.
The height difference, the size difference, warmed you in every place of your body. Azriel loved the gym just as he loved his books, and there was not a part of his body that he didnât work. You liked the difference, liked his big form and how it towered over you even standing. As you sat in silence, you bit the inside of your cheek to control yourself.
âWe went to the tattoo parlor, since she knows the owner. I wanted something doneâ he watched your frown with diversion, and continued when you said nothing. âSo, you can be jealous of her, who has a girlfriend now, but Iâm supposed to be fine with guys drooling over you last night?â
âI didnât look at themâ
âI didnât look at herâ he answered back, and took off his tee.
The sleeveless piece of cloth didnât hide much, but you still lost your breath when it hit the ground. His muscled, tattooed chest came to view, and that was enough to make you get up. It wasnât Morâs lips that had left marks two nights ago on his left shoulder, or who had bitten his pierced nipple until he had come into his pants in the libraryâs bathroom.
It was you who had caused the tent in his pant, that caused his eyes to darken when you stepped closer. You placed your hand over his right thigh, the muscles tightening underneath. His boner hit your stomach and you pushed yourself against it, opening your mouth to apologize, or maybe to suck the life out of him.
âDonât you want to know what I got?â he asked, sounding on edge.
âI donât understand half of your tattoos. Whatever you got is hot and perfect, just like youâ
âLook down, princessâ Azriel groaned when your nail touched his dick.
âOn my knees?â
You were ready to do so, or let him bend you over the table. He could do with your body as he pleased, but you were caught off guard when you noticed the reddish, new ink wrapped in invisible paper. It looked delicate against the rest of his tattoos, new and beautiful. Right between his hips, where the dark trail of dark hair had just been removed, was a new tattoo.
In his v-line, that you licked and adored and stared at so much. With the nickname he had gifted you since he met you and the stupid, childless heart you drew on every notebook of his.
Princess âĄ
Your breath came out shaky as you traced the letters with your finger. If it wasnât for the make-up, you had so carefully put on that morning with a killing headache, you would have burst into tears. His own hand covered yours and helped you trace the missing letters, and the heart.
It should have been distracting to look at it while his dick demanded your attention inches lower, but you couldnât look away. Not when you felt a hard clench on your heart that left you lightheaded.
âDo you like it?â it was a whisper in the dark room, a spark of doubt that made you look up.
How could you not like it, not like anything about such a perfect man? You nodded enthusiastically, your other hand searching blindly for his.
âWhy did you get that?â
âBecause I love you, and I want to carry you with me alwaysâ Azrielâs eyes were kind, and soft, and loving â and they were making you dizzy with desire.
âDid it hurt too much?â you asked, looking down again at the tattoo. You, who had smooth and unmarked skin, couldnât phantom the pain of a nursing needle to draw blood. âIt must haveâ
âWorth every second. Lay in bed, princess. I need to be between your legsâ
He didnât let you take the initiative and threw you on his bed with a quick move. Azriel towered over you for a second before kneeling between your already open, wide legs, and leaving his glasses on the. He smirked with no doubts as he pulled the hem of your dress over your panties. His fingers were rough, pressing hard enough to leave red marks on its way.
You only bit your lower lip when he rose your dress to your waist and sneaked his hand beneath, the edge of his fingers pressing over your breasts.
With the idea of that outcome, you hadnât bothered with a bra, and his eyes darkened even more at the discovery. You watched his throat work around the new information as he rose his body higher, now covering your breasts with his hands. He squeezed them, keeping them trapped in his palms as he lowered where you needed him.
âIâm gonna erase all those looks from last nightâ he promised, hands retreating following your curved. âWhose got you this wet, hm?â
âAzzie, donât be meanâ
Azriel was in your hands the moment his nickname fell from your lips, and at your mercy when you used that whiney, flirty tone. He didnât even bother taking off your panties â he tore them off. Like a sheet of paper, like a piece of cake. You moaned his name, and it came out like a yelp when he dug in without reservations.
His tongue was feral as he licked a long stripe between your entrance to your clit. He pressed it against your clit and actually trapped it between his teeth for a moment. The barrier between pain and pleasure was hard to tell when he snuck his hands under your ass and lifted you a few inches for him to devour.
âLove this so muchâ you spoke with a content smile, as he massaged your ass in silent appreciation. âLove youâ
One of your hands reached to his hair, pushing his face closer to your center. He agreed and pushed one finger inside you. Your mind emptied when he began pumping it in and out, curling it just in the right spot before pulling out and replacing it with his tongue.
Cassian pounded on the wall and yelled at you to be quiet, and Azriel pounded back harder as a fuck you response. You didnât have it in you to care about him as Azriel pulled you closer by the ass, your legs laying boneless against his wide back.
His nose brushed your clit, up and down, and you werenât sure he could breathe from how passionate and hard he was eating you out. You called his name wordlessly, your mouth emitting only broken noises.
âSo good for me, princess. My beautiful princessâ his voice was guttural, so primal it made you lock his head between your legs. âGive me one, come on. Give me the first one so I can wreck you from behindâ
âThat sounds clinically dangerous!â
Azriel growled against your clit and parted your folds with his chin. He ran his lips through all of them, and by the time he pushed his finger back in, you were cumming on his face and screaming so loud his name you could have woken up the rest of the campus. He caressed your lower regions as you came down from your high, accompanying your orgasm with lazy, long stripes through your folds.
When Azriel came back up, his chin and mouth bright from your juices and his hair sticking in every direction, you were already ready for round two. He didnât need to be told, and he rose leaving a trail of bites up your body.
He briefly stopped to leave two twin marks between your breasts, so round and perfect and purple you were squirming under him again.
âAzzieâ it had been the only word you were capable of saying, and your mind cleared down for a second
âWas that good? Worthy princess treatment after a night out?â Azriel asked, leaving wet kisses on your neck.
âPerfectâ
You hugged his back as he pulled himself above you, and your nails left angry, red marks across his lower waist. You pulled the band of his sport shorts and underwear down, and squeezed his hard ass just like he had been doing to yours. His dick sprung free with little effort, and he rubbed himself against your side as you caught your breath.
It wasnât a one-time thing with Azriel, and you heard Cassian muttering about calling 911 before turning on the music. It took Azriel at least three of your orgasm to be content, and he could cum another three before he let you go. He always stopped, for your sake, when your legs couldnât hold you up anymore and you had tears ruining your perfect make-up.
Few things turned him more on than being the cause of that ruined make-up.
Before he could empty your mind again, you quickly brought up the only coherent thought that kept pounding your head.
âI want your name too. On meâ
âA tattoo?â he raised a brow.
Azriel didnât stop rubbing himself slowly but tightly against your thigh. His hand was over your sore cunt, in a possessive manor he only showed inside the bedroom. At your petition, he pressed his finger tighter.
âHere. Between my breasts, with your nameâ you quickly explained. âI want Azzie between my breasts, so each time someone looks at me, he knows these are yoursâ
âYou are mineâ
None of your relationships had lasted as long or had been as deep. You were the type of girl who would have his ex-name tattooed, but truth was you were wary of tattoos, and Azriel knew that. He had tried to get you into a simple one, something he could draw for you and hold your hand through it.
His body was a map of ink and drawings, some of them goofy and some of them deep. He liked your innocent, smooth skin, but he found himself breathing harder at the thought of his name on your chest. Thinking of how many kisses, how many marks he would leave there every given moment.
Azriel recalled not a month ago pulling down your cleavage between classes to kiss your nipples sore, the hand he always sneaked to unclasp your bra and touch you beneath the lace. His name, the nickname that brought him to his knees, decorating that skin.
âAre you sure?â he didnât want to get his hopes up, not when he was ready to tattoo you himself right then and there. With Cassian playing loud classical music in the next room.
âAnd a crown drawn by you on the topâ you rose a teasing eyebrow at his lack of movement, given the discussion for finished. âAre you going to wreck me from behind or do I have to ask Cassian for help?â
Azriel broke into a loud laugh before smacking your cunt loudly, then manhandling you around. With his left arm holding you by your waist, he pressed himself against your back. His dick brushed all the right spots between your bodies, but your hands were trapped under you and you couldnât touch him.
Complaining would only make him take out those beautiful handcuffs you knew he owned so you only bit your lip and whined like the good girl you were for him.
âIâm gonna tattoo my name between your breasts, if thatâs what you wantâ he whispered against your ear, his other hand appearing around your throat. âI love you so much, princess. So fucking muchâ
Azriel squeezed your throat at the same time he entered you with a rough, only thrust. It avoided the moan that died in your chest, that had you rolling back your eyes in pleasure. It didnât stop Azriel from moaning your name out loud, loud enough for Cassian to turn up the stupid music.
The headboard banged against the wall and his glasses fell to the ground, as he left you no room to breathe, to recover. Maybe he had managed to shut you down, but he was doing nothing about his own sounds. You were vaguely aware of Cassian slamming the door of the apartment after screaming some profanities, but you didnât acknowledge him.
Not when Azriel seemed to be trying to tattoo his name deep into your body and soul.
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#blightbrxt#alternative girl#girl with tattoos#alt girls#sexy redhair#alt girl#red hair#emo girl#long hair#egirlvibes#daphne blake#i love redheads#beautiful redhead#sexy redhead#redhair#redhaiired#sexy chick#sexy nylons#sexy pose#nylon tights#petite body#anime gf#slim and sexy#girls with glasses#nerdy chicks#nerdy girls#nerdy babe#sexy nerd#girls with piercings#cartoon cosplay
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The perfect outfit for a manga reading marathon đ
#nerdy babe#nerdy chicks#nerdy girls#alt girl#sexy nerd#egirl#sexy tattoed women#sexy egirl#cute gamer girl#gamer gf#geek girl#sexy geek#hot geek#hot nerd#nerd#girls with tattoos#tatted
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Do you mind bedhead if I sleep naked?
#redhead#curvy#alternative girl#alt#alt girl#tattooed#girls with glasses#big tiddy goth gf#alternative women#alternative#alt chick#inkedwomen#inked and curvy#inked girls#girls with piercings#girls with tattoos#girls with ink#women with tattoos#women with glasses#sexy nerd#nerdy girls#women with ink#inked#alternative girls
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Everyone always mention how Epona is an airbender cuz she has an arrow on her nose so, airbender avatar Epona
#not to be a nerd but an arrow tattoo does not mean an avatar#thatâs an airbender#anyways#thecurseofdemise#zelda au#legend of zelda#legend of zelda au#link#Epona#Impa
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Please, come in my bed đĽş
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đ˝đ§Ąđđ§ĄđOh hey đđ§Ąđđ§Ąđ˝
#me#selfie#nerd#pokemon#tattoo#myself#girls with tattoos#plus size#girls with piercings#imavaincunt#alt girl#pink hair#alternative
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need a miracle to happen in my depressing ass life đ´
#emo#goth#egirl aesthetic#mine#personal#selfie#bored#egirl#goth girl#me#gothic#piercings#girls with piercings#alternative goth#goth aesthetic#alt aesthetic#alt girl#alternative#goth gf#nerd#tattoos
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