#paired vertical labrets

[emoflutterguy]

I GOT THEM GUYZ!!!! X3

yes i know they look a little funky, mostly because the worst of the swelling is yet to come so the bars still stick out just ever so slightly but thats okay

god i love them so much already and theyre not even in their final form yet

piercing infodump incoming in the reblogs of the post but ill leave this one here :3

[moralesluvr]

May I request Hobie x black fem reader and Hobie just thinks that she'd look good with certain piercings (vertical labret, anti-eyebrow, nipples) (just to name a few) and just decides to pierce her himself. It's just look "I think you'd look great with a Medusa" and she's like "ya got a needle?" --🐝

triple threat ft. hobie brown

♡ pairings & aus: hobie brown x fem!black!reader (reader also has locs in this one!) ♡ summary: hobie shows you some piercings he'd think you'd rock, so why not have him pierce them on you himself? ♡ warnings: one (1) swear, blood, i think that's it? ♡ got a request? | masterlist ♡

"YOU WOULD LOOK BLOODY PERFECT IN THESE." Your lover says excitingly, showing you a picture of a smiley piercing on his phone. This was nearly the hundredth piercing or tattoo idea that he's shown you in the past five minutes, but you let him have his moment because he was proud of finding one's that you could match in, but that also suit you.

"Bee, you don't even have a smiley," you hummed from your position atop the kitchen counter, where you were clad in one of Hobie's big band tees and a pair of frilly white panties. You swung your feet back and forth while Hobie walked around the kitchen, looking at more pictures.

"Alright, love-- I think I have it settled," he turns to you proudly, "You would rock a smiley, a nose ring, and an eyebrow piercin', hm? What d'ya think?"

Shrugging, you reply, "I think it's good shit. Got a needle?"

Hobie gives you a sly smirk, his lack of a verbal response letting you know that he has everything he needs. He tells you that he'll be right back before disappearing into his bedroom to grab whatever items he needed.

A few minutes later, he comes back into the kitchen with all his supplies, plus a few towels and things that you could squeeze in your hand if your pain tolerance wasn't so hot. He comes up to you, his hands rubbing both of your thighs soothingly, "If you don't wanna have me pierce 'ya, we don't have to, love, I was only giving suggestions."

You shake your head. "Go ahead. I'm okay."

He grins, pulling your pretty locs back with his bejeweled hands. He grabs a piece of jewelry that looks like an upside down horseshoe and sets it on a paper towel beside you. You spread your legs so that he can get better access to you, "Alright, 'imma admit, I'm a little nervous."

"Don't be." Hobie reassures you, his left hand craning up to tuck his index finger underneath your jaw. He tilts your head open, "Open wide f'me."

You obey, opening your mouth as you were asked. Hobie lifts your top lip up carefully and rests on a spot below your nose, "Mkay, hold it right there."

While you hold your lip and squeeze your eyes shut for the anticipating pain, your boyfriend carefully places the needle where he's going to pierce you. You expect him to give you a countdown, or something, but instead he just shoots the needle through the thin flesh of your smiley. You flinch and the only reason you don't curse is because your mouth is wide open.

"I know, I know, sweetheart- but you did so good." Hobie praises, "And no blood."

You try to say something to his statement, but it just comes out airy the way your lip is nearly touching the tip of your nose. That makes Hobie chuckle as he slides the silver piece of jewelry through the needle, slipping it into your newly punctured smiley. He opens his phone and shows you it through the camera, "Smile!"

You do, and you instantly smile wider at how cute it looks. "Thank you, baby! 'S so cute...can you do my nose next?"

Hobie nods and sanitizes all the materials he used, throwing out packing from your jewelry and other random things that you didn't care to know what they were. He walked back over to you again with a sharpie, drawing a little heart on your left nostril to mark where you'd be pierced.

"This a ring or a stud?"

"Ring, it'll look nice on you." He winks, taking the needle and pressing it through your nose quickly. Besides your eyes watering, you didn't really react much. Plus, you were practically used to Hobie's lack of a countdown for you.

"Hold on, darlin', you're bleedin' a little." He remarks, pressing a cool towel to your nose to wipe off some of the blood. He then quickly slips a silver ring inside your nose and lets you look at it.

"You ate," you giggle at him, "But I'm honestly surprised that you haven't given me nerve damage with your random pierce points."

"Uh huh, I know what I'm doing."

You ignore him to try and mentally prepare for your next and final piercing. You just knew your eyebrow would hurt, and you weren't quite sure if you could handle all of the aching and pain all at once. By the time you're done getting lost in your own mind, Hobie's ready for your last piercing. He can also tell you're overthinking.

"It's gonna be okay, love," he reassures, looking at the two dots he marked on top of your right brow. He taps your skin with the needle before pushing it through the doughy flesh before you could back out. The pain shoots straight up your head, and you nearly cry out at the sensation. You bite your lip and look up while Hobie rubs your hand with his own free one, "Shh...you're okay...did 's good. All done, yeah?"

You nod, squeezing his hand as he slid one of his own pieces of jewelry in your eyebrow that he had cleaned off. He admired you for a second, cupping your cheek with his hand, "Bloody beautiful. 'Imma take a picture."

Blinking away the tears in your eyes, you post for the picture sadly, a heartbreaking smile on your face as you threw up a peace sign. Hobie gives you a neutral, thin-lipped look, "You're an idiot. Pose right."

You shrug, giving the camera a genuine smile. As he takes the picture, you murmur through your teeth,

"I'm neva' lettin' you anywhere near a needle again."

𝐭𝐚𝐠𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭 𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐦 ☻ thank you for reading!

𝐒𝐏𝐈𝐃𝐄𝐑-𝐕𝐄𝐑𝐒𝐄 𝐓𝐀𝐆𝐋𝐈𝐒𝐓🕷��: @queenesther996 //@sukunas-slutty-bitch // @c3f21

[rubyredridinghood]

JJK Characters and Their Piercings/Tattoos

SFW✅ CONTENT!! 18+ blogs please dni ^^ TW: Mentions of needles, some spoilers, not proofread lol

SATORU GOJO

•Standard ear piercing but usually nothing extravagant

•Unironically has the cross dangly because he thought it would be funny but never wears it

•Mostly diamond studs or silver

•100% GOT A NOSE STUD IN HIGH SCHOOL

•He thought it would attract more attention from the ladies (as if he needed anymore) and of course it worked

•Also has his belly button pierced and I stand firm on that belief

•Likes to flaunt it on the beach and often keeps his shirts unbuttoned in unprofessional gatherings

•Often matches the nose stud and belly button ring and has drawers full of them

• Has a tattoo on his hip of a black beta fish (yeah🥲)

•Speaking of which, he has a small one on the back of his neck of a crescent moon

•He got matching ones with Geto right before *the incident* in high school to celebrate Suguru’s 18th, Geto has the sun

•Covers it with foundation all the time when he’s in public

•Has a tattoo on his upper arm of a doodle Megumi drew when he was little

•It was the first thing Megumi ever drew and showed him (It was literally just him and Tsumiki as stick figures) and he cried

•Has a pretty high pain tolerance so he mostly did well with the process, but the hip tattoo hurt like hell for him and they basically had to pin him to the table to keep him still

•Made Shoko come to his appointments for moral support

CHOSO

•Standard ear piercings

•Usually just sticks to silver or black studs because he’s afraid of being judged :< •With a little push he might wear small hoops occasionally

• Vertical labret piercing (middle of lip) only wears hoops

•Does not do well with needles (shockingly), so he cried the first time he got body mods done

•Got his ears pierced at Claire’s and held the teddy bear

•Has only one tattoo along his left forearm with the names of his brothers written out in kanji (including Yuji)

•Also cried during the tattooing process

•He’s just a pretty princess he can’t help it😞

•Has a rotation of like 5 different pairs of earrings and lip rings because he likes to keep things simple

•Really wants to get an eyebrow piercing but chickens out every time

SUGURU GETO

•Gauges (duh)

•Started stretching his ears in early high school after he got tired of normal earrings

•Used to sit in agony in class whenever it was time to move up the taper size

•Got his septum pierced but decided he didn’t like it a few months later

•After high school (betraying everyone lol), he started by getting industrials

•Tongue piercing came next, has all kinds of fun tongue rings for funsies

•Tongue was super puffy after getting it done, Mimiko and Nanako had to speak for him for a couple weeks while he expressed his throughs through grunts of frustration

•Has the universally headcannoned back tattoo of a dragon

•Has the sun tattoo on his nape to match Gojo’s moon

•Covers it with his hair obvi but sometimes looks at it in the mirror when he’s feeling lonely

•Left arm is a complete sleeve filled with various details such as red spider lilies, various geometric patterns, and names of his loved ones hidden throughout

•Simplistic patterns running up his fingers on both hands

•Did not budge during any of the procedures, however the intensity of many of his healing processes usually rendered him unable to do certain things, so he often required assistance afterwards, even while swearing up and down he didn’t (he almost fell down the stairs)

TOJI FUSHIGURO

•Definitely has the standard earlobe

•Used to have a nose stud but stopped wearing it

•Again nothing flashy but his wife and Tsumiki bought him hello kitty earrings and he will wear them proudly

•Has a simple tattoo down his neck of his wedding date in Roman numerals to Megumi’s momma (or you😘)

•Got it there because he tends to rub his neck when he’s stressed, so running his hands over the ink reminds him of his life’s blessings

•Also has Megumi’s and Tsumiki’s names behind both of his ears (screw canon can’t change my mind fr)

•Has one (1) on the knuckle of his wedding ring finger of a heart his wife drew

•Hides it under the ring because it embarrasses him to show other people but loves to look at it when he’s alone

•Pretends to be completely fine during his procedures but is gripping his wife’s hand for dear life and biting his lip until it bleeds

•She def laughs at him for it

•Hates needles with a passion and always dreads getting new ink done but it’s always worth it in the end

RYOMEN SUKUNA

•Canon tattoos lol

•Also canon that he has his ears pieced, but he definitely got everything possible done on both ears

•Has a ton of different earrings and chains that make his appearance more regal and scary

•Has his tongue split 100% •Had a super puffy face after that procedure, and Uraume had to had to hold back laughter while assisting him through his normal daily affairs

•Nobody could take him seriously for weeks

•But when it healed he was scary as all hell

•Bridge piercing 1000%

•Didn’t really react to his procedures, however if you look closely you might see him barely squint his eyes when the needle goes through

•Got permanent bracelets because he thought they looked cool

•Small gauges

•Doesn’t let anyone touch his tattoos or piercings unless he’s being bathed or with someone he loves (you pookie🥰)

•Partly because it’s lowk sensitive for him and he doesn’t like the feeling

•Forgets to take out his earrings when he sleeps and wakes up with weird marks all over the sides of his head

•Constantly losing earring backs

•Also drops earrings all the time because his hands are huge and steps on them with the needle side up

•Poor Sukuna

My first time posting detailed hcs! Hope you like it ^^

[portalhan]

ᖭི༏ᖫྀ STING!

pairing: piercer!bang chan x gn!reader

format: one shot

warnings: obviously needles, piercings, body mods…. also very shameless flirting ^__^

word count: 1.3k

fae’s notes: no this isn’t based on my own piercings 😳 also this is reposted because tumblr fucked with it the last time and didn't put this on any of the tags despite editing it so many times skjfdj hopefully it works this time

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“are you sure about this?”

you were sat on a black leather bar stool in a tiny, makeshift booth, shielded from the rest of the piercing studio by black curtains. your regular piercer, bang chan, walked back and forth around his work station just in front of you, going back and forth between the steriliser machine and his gigantic tool box of needles and clamps of varying sizes. he had asked you this same question for the third time now, but impressively never once interrupting the ostensible ease with which he flitted around his station as he prepared himself for the procedure.

you gulped as you watched the way he furrowed his brows, his gloved fingers carefully grazing the rows of needles he had out. “you had a good think about this right? i mean, i only just saw you two weeks ago for your brow piercing – looking good by the way. but as much as i want to, i really shouldn’t be seeing you this often,” chan chuckled, as he finally chose and picked one particular needle up, bringing it up to eye level and analysing its width to double check.

“so you do want to see me often?” you certainly did a remarkable job at masking your nervousness with a confident, flirty quip, smirking as he spun his head around, eyes wide like a deer caught in headlights.

“you are my most regular customer,” he pointed out after gathering himself, chucking the needle into the steriliser before he shuffled to the other end of the concealed studio to fish around for suitably sized jewelry. “but at this point, i do feel an obligation to let you know that there are in fact many other ways to hang out with me aside from getting a new piercing once every two to three weeks.” chan sauntered back over to where you were seated, a sterling silver barbell tightly clutched between his thumb and index finger. he interrupted his conversation to go back to the specifics of your piercing.

“let’s go with this one? to match the others,” he suggested. you nodded and hummed back in approval. he chucked that in the steriliser too, and sat himself down on the bar stool across from you. he slid his black latex gloves off his hands and set them aside before turning his attention back to you. “i know i’ve asked you this like, a million times, but are you sure? just because i know vertical labrets tend to scar the bottom of your lip if you ever choose to take yours out,” he stared at you with a visible expression of slight concern painted across his face.

“i’m 100% sure, don’t worry,” you assured him with a crooked smile plastered on your face. “plus, i don’t know if you of all people should be warning me about the afternath of body mods.” you gestured towards his earlobes, both of which had a gaping holes punched in them from past stretching, now left empty with no accompanying jewelry. chan shrugged in defeat. “touché,” the man acknowledged. “just cautioning you from experience.”

“can’t blame you. i still don’t understand why you decided to take those out. i imagine you looked good with gauged ears.”

chan immediately pouted. “why? you don’t think i look good now?”

“no! of course you do,” you whined in protest, pouting back. but then your voice fell into a softer hush, muttering under your breath as though it was a little remark meant for just yourself. but perhaps some part of you wanted chan to hear it too. “you’d look good with anything.” he did hear it – but found himself way too flustered to respond.

chan shook his head ever so slightly, as if jolting himself back to the present. “c'mon, let’s get that lip pierced.” his palms clamped against his thighs – clad in a tight pair of leather pants you immediately took notice of the moment you walked into the studio – as he pushed himself off his seat to grab his gloves with a slight grunt.

the routine that followed was one you’ve already accustomed yourself with. chan took the clamp, needle and barbell out from the machine and walked back to you, eyeing your bottom lip (maybe even admiring) as his thumb gently sideswiped the area, squinting as he scanned the general area for where to pierce. you felt a chill run down your spine – you enjoyed that sensation more than you’d ever admit to his face.

chan turned towards his tray of tools and grabbed his spray bottle of ethanol, and softly warned you to seal your lips shut before spritzing your lip with the solution. he closed the space between you even further, face only two or three inches from yours as his other hand held your chin to tilt it up towards him. you could feel his breath against your face, and a lump formed in your throat. you gulped once more; you never took this into account when you decided to get your lip done, but you couldn’t help but feel giddy about this added bonus.

“you know the drill, but this is going to hurt,” chan’s voice fell even lower into something only slightly above a whisper. his eyes flitted back and forth between your eyes and lips as his hand pulled away from your chin to grab the clamp. he very gently pulled your bottom lip out – which he couldn’t help but notice was very soft to the touch – and clamped the flesh tight. you instinctively, quietly hissed, but it wasn’t anything you didn’t already expect. he muttered a quick apology and swiftly reached for the needle.

“take a deep breath,” he murmured against your face, as the needle inched closer and closer towards your lips. you shut your eyes tight, grimacing and already bracing yourself in anticipation of the pain.

“squeeze my arm again if you’d like,” he suggested. it’s something you’ve always done to help alleviate the sensation – chan actually suggested it when you first met him. it’s become a habit since. you immediately reach for his arm and held onto it tight, making sure not to jerk it too much in case it might mess up the piercing.

very shortly after, you felt the familiar prick of the needle piercing through your lip as chan whispered affirmations into your ear – no matter how many times you’ve gotten your piercings from him, he knew you still struggled with the momentary sting. “you’re doing so good,” he repeated gingerly. you grit your teeth from the impact of chan inserting the barbell into the fresh wound. the pain only heightened as he quickly screwed the end tight, slightly tugging at your lip in the process. “you’re doing great.”

he let go, and then you felt your bottom lip throbbing and swelling around where the new jewelry was placed as you reluctantly opened your eyes to a grinning chan, who beamed with a sense of pride as he cleaned up. “see? all done already,” he chirped. “it looks amazing. as always.”

you hopped off the stool and shuffled over to the mirror to admire the new labret piercing. he was right. “thank you chan, you always do wonders,” you proclaimed cheerily, turning your head in all angles to admire the new addition to your growing collection. chan waved the compliment off, before shyly telling you: “the canvas has as much to do with it as the art itself.”

you turned back to give him a playful shove to the shoulder. “i’m serious though, let’s put a pause on the piercings for now,” chan nagged after a brief pause. he folded his arms against his chest and playfully scowled right at you.

“how else am i gonna see you then?”

“you wanna hang out with me that much, huh?” chan smirked. it only grew when he noticed how red your cheeks got following his snide comment, meant as a jab back at your own just 10 minutes ago. “don’t worry, we’ll find a way. promise."

you emerged from behind the curtains of his private corner of the studio, piece of paper clutched between your fingers with a little message hastily scribbled on the surface.

here’s my number. i wanna see you soon. let’s go out for dinner sometime. just you and me.

[tiniedemon]

. . .

janitor’s closet

kenny mccormick / reader

you really didn’t want to be in class. you were so sick and tired of your math teacher’s bullshit, and the harassment from all the kids in your class. and based on the fact that you’d gotten into a fight with your mom that morning and you were running off four hours of sleep, you were definitely not going.

so you decided to go to your favorite place in the entire school: the janitors closet. it was a quiet, secluded room in a relatively desolate wing of the school. you spent most of your friday afternoons after lunch posted up in the janitor’s closet, vape or blunt between your lips, a cartoon playing on your phone.

you flung the door open, then locked it behind you, heaving a sigh as your forehead rested against the back of the door. the smell of weed burning invaded your nostrils, a smile creeping onto your tired face, your shoulders losing their tension. weed smoke meant kenny, and kenny meant nap time.

“hey, y/n,” kenny greeted softly, a tired lilt to his voice. you turned on your heel, slumping into the seat beside him. you’d somehow managed to sneak two lounge chairs into the closet, which was really just a large closet with nothing but a desk and a small cabinet of cleaning supplies. it worked out perfectly, in all honesty. the desk was great for an ash tray to sit, and the chairs were incredibly comfortable for thrift store furniture.

“hey, ken,” you hummed, outstretching two fingers as you let your eyes closed. you felt kenny deposit his joint between them, your lungs burning as you took a long hit, followed by another, and another.

“woah, honey. slow your pace a little,” kenny chuckled, swiping the joint very carefully from your hand. you puffed a sigh, followed by a tired chuckle, fingers massaging your temples.

“i appreciate you looking out for me,” you mumbled. kenny was silent for a moment, before sighing and settling himself on the arm of your chair. you looked up at him through your lashes, a weak smile on your face.

“i will always look out for you, y/n,” he spoke softly, a serious hardness to his face that you’d never seen before. his eyes shone with fondness, yet his jaw and body were squared, showing the somber seriousness of his statement. your stomach was alight with butterflies, a flush finding your cheeks, as you avoided eye contact with the blonde lingering beside you. the weed was starting to hit, too, only adding to the anxious fluttering of your stomach.

“can i vent for a second?” you practically whispered, kenny depositing the joint between his lips as he rearranged his body back into his own chair. you chuckled, watching him struggle to angle it to face you, a crease between his pierced eyebrows.

kenny truly was a beautiful man. his blonde hair, shaped haphazardly into an overgrown mullet, hung in his tanned face. his nose was pierced in three places, a stud in one nostril, a black metal hoop in the other, and an elaborate ring hanging from his septum, and his bottom lip held a shimmering vertical labret piece. both of his ears were pierced in multiple places, accented by an industrial bar through the left. he wore black eyeliner in his waterline, his right eyebrow slit and both pierced.

he always wore some sort of black outfit, todays choice being a faded band tee that engulfed his body and a pair of ripped jeans. he wore the same beat up converse he usually did, the sunflower he’d painted on the side beginning to chip with time. a few stick and poke tattoos littered his arms, a professional piece peaking out from his left sleeve.

you were caught staring, cheeks turning red as kenny’s eyes jumped up to meet yours. you glanced back for a split second, long enough to find a giddy smile on his blushing face.

“alright, spill,” he finally said, legs drawn up to hang over the side of his chair, his body angled to face you against the opposite arm. you took a deep breath, then let it out in a sigh.

“i got into a fight with my mom this morning. she’s stressed about bills and shit, but it’s not like i’m not helping. i work my ass off after school trying to help out, but it’s like i’m not doing enough because i can’t work during the day. i’m not dropping out of school to take care of her bum ass,” you ranted, pausing, a sigh leaving your lips again. “and i have a thing for this guy, and i can’t tell how he feels about me. like, one minute he’s flirting, and the next i’m just a bro. he’s always taking care of me, helping me out, but i don’t know if he’s doing it because he likes me or because i’m a good friend.”

kenny took a minute to mull over your words, the end of his vape lighting up as he took a long drag from it. he exhaled, a large cloud exiting through his nose, a thoughtful expression on his face. then he spoke, his voice delicate and pensive.

“i can imagine how frustrating the mom situation can be. i’ve been emancipated from my parents for the same reason. maybe you could look into it, and i can offer up my place to you. it’s a shitty place, in all honesty, but it’s home, and the bedroom is huge so we can easily squeeze another bed in there for you. as for the guy, why not be straightforward? maybe he just doesn’t know how you feel about him. guys are pretty fucking stupid.”

“i would do that, except i’m scared. like, what if i read it all wrong from the start and he’s not actually into me? that would be so embarrassing,” responded, words morphing into a groan at the end. kenny chuckled, ashing his joint against the concrete floor.

“sweetheart, i promise, if he’s anything like what you just described to me, he’s not going to embarrass you. just confess to him, and if he doesn’t like you back, come tell me so i can beat his ass,” kenny spoke with a chuckle. you groaned, throwing your head back, hands dragging down your face.

“kenny, you’re so fucking stupid. how are you gonna beat your own ass?” you laughed, then froze completely. you’d accidentally just outed yourself. kenny was silent, the air heavy and tense.

“you’re the fucking stupid one, dude,” kenny finally spoke, a smile evident in his voice. “i’ve been hitting on you for, like, two years now. i was starting to think you just didn’t have brain cells or something.”

you scoffed, lifting up your head to stare daggers at him, a frown on your face. “i don’t have brain cells? kenny, i asked for your fucking number after one conversation. and the first text you sent was ‘hey bro!’ how the fuck am i supposed to take that in a flirty context?”

“that’s nothing compared to when i tried to kiss you at tolkien’s party and you thought i was trying to tell you a secret,” kenny drawled, raising an eyebrow. “or when i tried to hug you after i walked you to class and you thought i was trying to make a secret handshake.”

you flushed, an upset twist to your lips. you really were a fucking dumbass, as you were realizing now. “okay but i told you that i thought you were super hot and you threw up on my shoes. if that’s not disgust then what is it?”

“i was on acid, dumbass, having a bad trip. your face was melting. what the fuck else was i supposed to do, cry? i tried to ask you out that one time and you invited stan. how about that?”

“i would’ve preferred that, actually. and i thought you wanted to hang out with friends. in my defense, you said ‘hang out’ and not ‘date,’ so it’s not my fault. let’s just agree to disagree, we’re both stupid fucks.”

kenny chuckled, a smile on his face, your own mirroring his. he finally extinguished the joint he’d been nursing for fifteen minutes, sinking back into his seat once it was no longer smoking. you admired him from across the room, appreciating the halo of light reflecting in his blonde hair and the loving sparkle in his eyes.

“i’ll agree to disagree if you go on a date with me, no friends invited,” he spoke in return, a goofy smile on his face. you pretended to think it over, butterflies swarming in your stomach, smile so big it hurt your cheeks.

“i’ll go on a date with you if you let me hit your vape. mine died.”

“you’re fucking kidding me, bro.”

“see? this is the shit i’m talking about kenny! are we dating as friends or as people with feelings?”

“i’m literally going to fucking lose it.”

[illarian-rambling]

Thanks for the tag @theink-stainedfolk!

OC Deep Dive

I feel like answering for my best of bitches, Nyda Burningrock 🤘

Do they have any pet peeves:

Anything to do with authority, Nyda is not on-board with. She spits on obedience for obedience's sake and strongly dislikes those who refuse to question the current order.

What uncommon fears/ phobias do they have:

Nyda has a crippling fear of physical violence. She freezes the moment a punch is thrown, and though she's a certified shit-talker, she goes out of her way to make sure she's not actually gonna get hit for it. It's not the blood or pain, she's not squeamish, it's more the act of violence itself that terrifies her. A lot of this stems more from a fear of failure and her childhood as the daughter of a famous mercenary family, but we won't get into all that.

What are three items you can find in their bedroom:

None of the ghosts have an actual bedroom or belongings, but her corner of the cargo hold has a screw she uses as a fidget, a stack of notebooks full of calculations, and some shiny rocks she took from Lai'teh.

What do they notice first in people:

Probably if they're armed. Nabafyrians like her treat weapons as an essential part of an outfit, so not only is she judging if you could be dangerous, but she's judging the make and style of your weapon like she would an outfit.

What is their pain tolerance on a scale from 1 to 10:

Probably like a 2, ngl. Nyda is about as fond of pain as she is of fighting, even if she is already dead.

Do they go into fight or flight mode under pressure:

Freeze, to a disastrous degree. She'd stand and watch someone swing a sword at her neck, unable to move from pure fright.

What animal represents them best:

A gopher snake. It's a rattlesnake mimic, but while it shakes its tail like the rattler, it's non-venemous. Perfect for a loudmouth punk whose bark is worse than her bite.

What is a smell they dislike and like:

Nyda loves the scent of a forest. It reminds her of the more peaceful moments of her childhood and of long trips spent stargazing. A smell she dislikes is the oil and sweat mugginess of a training hall. That reminds her of the less peaceful moments.

Have they broken any bones:

I'd imagine she broke plenty when she was training to be a mercenary as a kid. Also, someone has absolutely broken her jaw at some point - she talks too much shit for that not to have happened.

How would a stranger describe them:

"Oh, honey, steer clear of that one. You see her over there, don't you? The elf with the green mowhawk and a face full of piercings. She's got the scars of a mercenary and she's wearing a dueling belt. I don't know what all those hair tufts on it symbolize, but I doubt it's prized pie baking. Ugh, what a nasty expression. And... is- is that a hole in her chest? Fuck, is she looking at us? Oh, oh gods, run!"

What is a flavor they hate and a flavor they love:

Nyda loves a good barbecued chicken and a beer. She doesn't have much of a taste for sweets, oddly enough. Her least favorite is custard of any kind.

Do they have any favorite hobbies:

Though it eventually became her career, Nyda has always had a passion for the stars. She loves stargazing and tracking the constellations, even taking long solo trips to remote areas in search of the best spot to set up her telescope. She also plays the accordion.

Boom! Surprise birthday party! How do they react to surprises:

She's not a fan of jumpscares, but otherwise, she'd be delighted for any excuse to party. Bring out the drinks! Bring out the presents! In exchange for her friends planning the event, she'll make sure to keep it popping as the life of the party.

Do they like to wear jewelry:

Yes! Nyda has lots of piercings, most notably a chain stretching from her nose to her ear, but also a pair of fanged angel bites, a vertical labret, two sets of eyebrow piercings, and a bridge, as well as a whole mess of ear piercings. Below the neck, she's got both nipples pierced, and a Prince Albert for those gals lucky enough to get there 😏

Do they have neat or messy handwriting:

Fully illegible. Awful. Makes you wonder how she graduated elementary school.

What are two emotions they feel the most:

Rowdy excitement and deep shame.

Do they have any favorite fabric:

I feel like Nyda is more knowledgeable about fabrics than she looks, given how much of her style is DIY. I'm gonna go with leather. She's quite skilled at working with it.

What kind of accent do they have:

Canonically, she has a vaguely Slavic accent, but in my head, she's from Chicago.

I'll tag @mk-writes-stuff @tragedycoded @finickyfelix @sergeantnarwhalwrites @mysticstarlightduck and anyone else who wants to play :)

(Questions under the cut)

Do they have any pet peeves:What uncommon fears/ phobias do they have:What are three items you can find in their bedroom:What do they notice first in people:What is their pain tolerance on a scale from 1 to 10:Do they go into fight or flight mode under pressure:What animal represents them best:What is a smell they dislike and like:Have they broken any bones:How would a stranger describe them:What is a flavor they hate and a flavor they love:Do they have any favorite hobbies:Boom! Surprise birthday party! How do they react to surprises:Do they like to wear Jewelry:Do they have neat or messy handwriting:What are two emotions they feel the most:Do they have any Favorite Fabric:What kind of accent do they have:

[lanitaminaj]

florida kilos ⭐️🌴

in which eren’s a dealer, and mikasa and sasha buy off his supply.

fluff, some language, smoking weed.

inspired by straight/edge by @sinigangsta-ao3

it became somewhat of a constant routine for mikasa.

her black, mary jane shoes stood parallel on the bodega’s marbled floor, her left pair softly bouncing as the young, anxious girl pressed against the counter.

“let me guess,” a smooth, rich voice spoke from behind the counter. “sasha sent you again, didn’t she?”

mikasa nodded, her fair-toned index and middle fingers toying with eight five-dollar bills. she gently slid the green, earthy-scented paper towards him against the bodega’s translucent counter. her slate-grey eyes absentmindedly observed how his lengthy, ivory-toned fingers reached out to collect the viridescent bills, the young man bringing his thumb up to his tongue to lick it before he began to count.

it was an action he performed every time he counted; his full lips, adorned with a vertical labret in the center, opened just slightly to allow his tongue to pass through. the tip of the salmon-pink muscle was equally as pierced, the polished, electric-black head of the tongue piercing only visible for mere seconds before it disappeared back into the void in the wake of his comparably rosy-pink lips.

“twenty short,” his resonant voice returned. he scoffed, a boyish smile hinting on lips. “fuckin’ sasha,” he breathed.

mikasa found herself unconsciously blushing at the whole ordeal.

“i’m sorry, eren,” her shy, hushed voice spoke, her eyes forced by herself to meet with his cerulean-blue pair.

“shh,” eren hushed the girl, his hands slipping the bills into the back pocket of grey cargo pants. “tell her i said next time, i'm not giving her shit."

"i will," mikasa muttered. the tall man smiled, his lean form ducking underneath the counter before emerging with a plastic bag in his right, ring-adored hand.

the plastic bag was filled with herbs that took on the appearance of the heads of broccoli. mikasa wasn't as naive as she seemed. it was weed, of course, the product conspicuously shown on full display. eren, smartly and expertly, tucked the purchase into a black plastic bag.

from behind him, showcased on rows of egg-shell white shelves, were differing packs of fancy-printed weed rolling papers. mikasa's eyes focused heavily on a pair of cherry-printed ones, the baby-pink rolling paper with rose-red cherries scattered on them seemed so pretty to the girl. eren's eyes followed her point of vision, a chuckle escaping his lips as he looked back to meet her eyes.

"yeah, pretty?" eren voiced, his words causing mikasa to shyly smile. his fingers wrapped around a pack of the cherry-printed papers, the man tossed them into the black bag before he bunny-ear tied the bag twice.

mikasa's eyes widened. "but i don't have any money," she uttered.

"it's on the house," eren assuaged. "you know, for all that running around you do for her."

"oh," mikasa simply replied. she beamed at him, nonetheless, her cheeks salmon-pink bright while her eyes sparkled at him. "thank you, eren."

"it's nothing," he brushed off, sliding the plastic bag towards the girl. with the bag in her hand, she headed out the bodega as the bell above the door twinkled behind her.

"and tell sasha she's forty short now," mikasa could hear eren call out behind her as she left the corner store.

-

"he must really like you, huh?"

sasha's amber-toned fingers skillfully rolled up another blunt with the cherry rolling-papers. between mikasa's left-hand's pointer and middle finger was her own blunt, the cherry rolling-paper covered blunt caused sasha's room to smell like straight gas.

"i don't know," mikasa vocalized, her lips meeting with the end of the blunt as she took a drag. "maybe he's just being nice to me."

"well he's never that nice to me," sasha retorted, causing mikasa to stifle a laugh.

"ta-da," sasha sung, her fingers holding up the blunt before she lit it up. "oh, by the way," sasha spoke, smoke emerging out of her lips as she blew. "historia's having a party tonight."

"really?" mikasa questioned. "are you going?"

"duh," sasha answered as she took another drag. "and you're coming with me."

“i am?” mikasa’s doe eyes widened.

"eren's going to be there," sasha winked. mikasa unconsciously blushed.

"so?" mikasa asked, a smile forming on the corner of her lips.

sasha merely rolled her eyes. she put her blunt down on her bubblegum-pink glass ashtray, her vacant fingers brushing the loose, raven-black tendrils behind mikasa's ears.

"c'mon," sasha softly said. "i'm going to make you look so beautiful."

-

mikasa felt so beautiful.

sasha did her big one on mikasa's hair. sasha pulled mikasa's shorter hair into a half-up half-down hairstyle, the cocoa-brunette girl leaving some bangs out on mikasa's hair.

mikasa's lips were glossed with the fenty beauty gloss bomb, her lashed curled with the essence lash princess mascara, her almond-shaped eyes lined with some nyx eyeliner.

sasha had to rummage through her own closet, the girl lending mikasa a denim mini-skirt, a cotton-textured long-sleeved top with a matching coffee-brown belt and knee-high boots set. oh mikasa the mother you are. she's eating down.

they've long since entered historia's home, rae sremmurd and nicki minaj's throw sum mo blasted through the speakers as people drank, rapped along, and shook ass.

sasha departed from her awhile ago, so as mikasa pushed through the crowds to try and find her deserted friend, she spotted him.

he was sitting on one of the plush couches, his legs spread as he leisurely smoked from the blunt that sat between his fingers. he wore a casual loose white button-up shirt that was unbuttoned a bit at the top, ash-grey pants, and a pair of those grey and black jordan high-tops. he wore a silver Jesus cross chain on his neck, with his hair pulled into that signature half-up half-down hairstyle he usually did.

they spotted each other, of course. eren's low cerulean-eyes found mikasa's timid gunmetal-grey pair, their eyes locked as they took each other in. eren was the one to break the dance, his full lips smiling as he beckoned the girl to come over with the flick of his pointer and middle fingers.

she complied, ohmygodiwannasuckeren'sdicksobad, her form approaching his as she stood before him.

"hey, pretty," eren greeted. he flicked his head to his left, signaling to the girl to sit next to him on the couch. she obeyed.

"hi," mikasa greeted, her plump lips offering a smile as eren merely took her in. "i didn't know you knew historia."

"of course i do," eren shrugged. "small town, remember?"

"oh yeah," mikasa simply replied. unbothered, eren pointed his blunt towards mikasa as an offering. she took it, the action causing eren to raise an eyebrow.

"you smoke?" he questioned, the girl nodding in a well, duh manner as she inhaled the smoke. she blew it out, before answering with "of course i do."

"funny," eren retorted, a chuckle escaping his lips. "you don't seem like the type."

"no?" mikasa's eyebrows furrowed. her hand subconsciously pulled down the edge of the skirt, an action eren's eyes followed. "what did you think i was like?"

the man didn't answer, his eyes looking mikasa up and down before he stared straight into her eyes. mikasa's teeth bit into her glossy lips, her eyes not noticing how eren's eyes darkened as she did.

"come 'ere," he said, his palm patting his thighs as he did. "let me get a good look at you."

maybe it was the weed, or maybe it was how much eren made her blush. whatever the cause was, mikasa somehow found herself sitting on eren's lap. she could feel eren push back some of mikasa's bangs from her forehead, the man then taking his blunt back from her fingers before his other hand hooked around the girl's waist.

"you're such a pretty girl," eren uttered, his eyes sparkling as he watched a blush form on mikasa's cheeks. "did you know that?"

"eren," mikasa whispered, her thighs pressing against each other in reaction to the sudden praise from him.

"y'know I've always had a thing for you, hm?" eren muttered, his fingers holding his blunt while his other hand still held the pretty girl in his lap. "always been so cute walking into my store. like a little angel."

"you like me?" mikasa stupidly asked, her eyes widening in disbelief as her question passed through her teeth."

eren only smiled. "can i kiss you, sweet pea?"

the girl shyly nodded, mikasa not trusting herself to speak at this moment. of course, eren was not going for that.

"words, baby," he spoke, his hand that held her waist moved upward to rest on the girl's cheek. "give me some words."

"kiss me," the brunette complied. before she knew it, she felt a pair of plump, soft lips brushing with her own, her eyes closed as she let herself be kissed by the man who she'd been admiring for some time. she leaned into the warmth of eren's hand, her face angling a bit to allow eren's tongue to slip into her mouth.

mikasa moaned a bit, the sound going straight toward eren's cock. before anything could progress, however, mikasa whined as she felt eren move away from her. as she opened her eyes, she could see why he stopped.

"there goes your friend, pretty," eren whispered in her ear. from across the room stood sasha, adorned in her black mini-dress, jean jacket and smokey-black boots, her jaw dropped at the sight before her eyes.

"i gotta go anyways," eren said, his hand patting mikasa's thigh as a signal for the girl to get off him. "gotta close the shop down."

as mikasa slid off eren's lap, she could feel him take her hand in his as he kissed it.

"you know where to find me, baby," he winked. rising off the couch to extend to his full six-foot-tall length, he sauntered out of the room as he passed a stuck-face sasha. he winked at her before he left, the words "i expect my money by monday, braus," being exchanged with her before he left the two women to be surrounded by the crowd.

sasha, too exasperated to even say anything to mikasa at this point, merely stared at her best friend with the widest eyes the latter girl had ever seen.

meanwhile mikasa, still sitting on the couch, couldn't even find anything to say to her stunned friend as well. the only thing that was racing through her mind was...

"damn."

[serfuzzypushover]

Guess who now has paired vertical labrets :>

@iassignpeoplehomestucktrolls OH SHHIIITTTTTTT!!!

[elvenxwarrior]

The Taboo I - Kiyotaka Ishimaru

Masterlist

You can also find this posted on my AO3!

All Characters I write for are set to be 18+ regardless of if the fic is SFW or not.

Kiyotaka was the Ultimate Moral Compass, the Ultimate Prefect.

His views were ones that honestly fit that to a T; no running in the halls, no swearing, he wasn't fond of any body modifications, uniform must be at its utmost presentability.

Now, Taka wasn't rude about any of these things; he's very much the "To each their own." kinda guy; he knows the line between expressing his opinions and being rude. Luckily, most people he has spoken to understand his point of view and respect how he respects their decision.

It's crazy how one person can change that.

Taka was out for a soft drink with Mondo and Chihiro, idly talking about whatever came up; school and studies, Chihiro's programming and Mondo's cycle gang escapades. The usual.

"Mondo?" A voice called out.

Mondo turned his attention to the one who called for him, "Yo- [Name]??" He stood up, a wide smile on his face and hugged you.

"Wow, great to see you! I thought I recognised your hog outside." You returned the hug with equal enthusiasm. "These your friends?"

"Hell yeah they are. This is Chihiro Fujisaki and Kiyotaka Ishimaru!"

"Pleasure to meet you both, I'm [Full Name], Mondo and his brother have been buddies of mine for a while."

Chihiro gave a soft smile, "Pleasure to meet you too, [Name]! Would you like to sit with us?"

"Sure, thanks! I can't stay long though-..." You had noticed Kiyotaka's eyes trailing up and down your figure.

You were wearing ripped skinny jeans and a loose white tank top which showed off all your tattoos. You were decorated from wrist to shoulder and across your chest in them - they were also elsewhere but, y'know... clothes. Taka averted his gaze to your mouth where you were sliding the top screw-ball of either your tongue piercing or vertical labret across your teeth, making a gentle clicking noise.

"Something the matter?" You asked, craning your head down to meet his eyes.

"Ah-!" You had surprised him, "N-No! I've just... never seen someone with as many body modifications as you."

You chuckled, "Thanks, I'll take that as a compliment."

You caught up with Mondo and got to know Chihiro a little better, but Ishimaru had been practically silent this whole time.

"Taka, bro." Mondo waved a hand in front of his face, "[Name]'s gotta go - you gonna say goodbye?"

He suddenly brought his head up, "Y-Yes! Farewell, [Name]. It was nice to meet you today."

"Back at'cha, sweetie. Catch you guys later?" You waved goodbye before leaving the store, dropping some change in the tip jar of the cafe on your way out.

Taka's gaze followed you out, barely muttering, "S-Sweetie?!"

"Lucky bastard, [Name]'s not called me 'Sweetie' in a while. Must mean she likes you though, despite your staring~" Mondo cooed, leaning back with his hands behind his head.

Taka blushed heavily, despite his usual displeased nature about body mods... he found you stunning, which he voiced to the pair sitting with him.

Chihiro leant over, "Honestly Taka, I think it's very sweet that you like [Name]."

He was about to respond when his phone chimed from within his pocket. A text from an unknown number?

??? Hey goofball. It's [Name]. Mondo just gave me your number as he said you'd wanna meet up sometime? Feel free to ignore this text if that's not the case ^^; x

"M-Mondo, you gave her my number??" His tone was panicked yet he typed back to you. Mondo only laughed in response.

Taka [Goofball] Hello [Name], Meeting up would be nice. What kind of places do you like to go? We could meet up somewhere near you or of your interest. Taka.

You smiled at the text as you entered your home, smile widening as another text came through of two X's.

[12ozstudios]

Fresh pair of upper vertical labret piercings performed by Mantis Wildflower at 12 oz. Studios Deptford, NJ. Jewelry from Anatometal.

[nikolai-alexi]

Piercings I HC the Marauders & Co having with far more detail than anyone asked for

James:

double helix with infinity ring jewellery on the left

two sets of earlobe piercings, has one dangly earring on one of the bottom piercings (alternates pretty much every day) and studs in the rest, will frequently run chains from his earlobe piercings to his helix infinity rings, his top set he wears one black and one silver star

industrial on the right, he got it with Sirius after they came to live with him to try and cheer them up, he complains constantly about how it still hurts like a bitch sometimes, but will never take it out

tragus on the left

rook on the right

inner conch on the left

single nostril on the right side

naval

Remus:

single nostril on the right side

one set of earlobe piercings, wears studs almost exclusively

is a diehard tattoo guy, piercings he’s neither here nor there on for himself, but loves every single one of Sirius’ piercings

Sirius:

industrial on the left

double forward helix on the right

double normal helix on the right

daith on the left

snug on the right

orbital conch on the right

tragus on the left

anti-tragus on the left

three sets of earlobes on both sides, the bottom piercing is stretched to 8mm/0g and they wear tapers pretty much exclusively but the occasional tunnel with a hanger makes an appearance, the middle set typically have studs or outer rings, and the top set is a pair of black star studs

septum, they alter between closed and open frequently

double nostril on the left side

bridge, the bar caps are mismatched colours and/or designs always

double eyebrow piercing on the right side (they did a double bc shortly after getting the single, Barty showed up with a single on the same side and Sirius Could Not be matching with Barty of all people, but will insist they got the double piercing because it makes them look much more punk. Regulus thinks this will never not be funny)

vertical labret

had canine bites (which they got for the meme and ended up loving them), but had to take them out because of quidditch and cried for days over it

tongue piercing and frog eyes

nipple piercings, wears jewellery you can see through every shirt

naval

dydoe

Peter:

single nostril on the left side, wears a stud and alternates colours all the time

one lobe piercing on each side, mostly wears different colour studs, but will typically rock the one dangly earring during parties/other varied events

both piercings were impulse piercings, he’s not a big piercing or tattoo guy, but he doesn’t regret them at all and rather enjoys getting to jewellery shop with his friends

Regulus:

closed septum, like some sort of crown or snake design, he knows it’s cheesy but he does not give a shit

double nostril piercing on the right side

tongue piercing

eyebrow piercing in the left side, he got it with barty

industrial on the right

three earlobe piercings, he wears mismatched dangly earrings religiously and alternates them daily, the middle piercing always has black studs in, the top piercing has tiny silver star studs

nipple piercings, he wears fairly basic bars but absolutely adores the piercings, was terrified that he wouldn’t be able to keep them when he got top surgery, they were his first act of rebellion against Walburga and Orion, and he swears they were his easiest and least painful piercing

Barty:

eyebrow piercing on the right side

two earlobe piercings, but the bottom piercing is stretched to 10mm/00g and he typically alternates between plugs and tunnels, but occasionally wears tapers, he wears basic studs on the top piercings and alternates colours whenever he remembers they exist

snake bites

medusa

tongue piercing

Evan:

triple vertical helix on the right, he wears spike studs in them

snug on the right

orbital conch on the right

forward helix on the left

single normal helix on the left

tragus on the left

anti-tragus on the left

one set of earlobe piercings, barty relentlessly tries to convince him to stretch his ears and the only reason he hasn’t is because he enjoys fucking with barty over it

bridge

Double nostril on the left side

smiley

vertical labret

naval

Dorcas:

stacked & punched double helixes on the left and she wears one gold and one silver cuff (she only does it bc the mixed metals drive Regulus crazy)

open septum

single nostril on each side

tongue piercing, she and regulus got their together

naval

nipple piercings, wears hilarious bars all the time (her favs are the ones that spell “fuck” across the bar like FU—CK)

medusa

single lip ring on the right side

dimple piercing on the left

Pandora:

forward helix on both sides

corset piercings

tragus on the left side

clavicular dermals one on each side

inner conch on the left side

orbital conch on the left side

daith on the right side

two lobe piercings on the left side

transverse lobe on the right

triple helix with infinity ring jewellery on the right

third eye

tongue piercing

medusa

Lily:

one set of earlobe piercings

single helix on the right

single nostril on the left

Marlene:

hood piercing

medusa

spider bite on the right

tongue piercing

open septum

double nostril on the left

butterfly kiss

Mary:

single set of earlobe piercings

single nostril on the right

not a piercings girlie, but an absolute fiend for tattoos, like remus and peter, she got both her piercings on impulse with Lily and doesn’t regret them, but certainly doesn’t want more

Emmeline:

two sets of earlobe piercings, primarily wears studs in both because of Auror training/quidditch

naval piercing, got it with Amelia and Tillie after graduation, and they all got matching jewellery with little bombs on it

Amelia:

one set of earlobe piercings, genuinely forgets they exist 97.5% of the time, they’ve closed up at least four times, she always makes Sirius repierce them for her despite Sirius not being a certified piercer, she justifies it by saying that they have enough piercings that they know the basics at least

naval piercing, she got it with Emmeline and Tilly after graduation, and they all got matching jewellery with little bombs on it

Tillie:

one set of earlobe piercings, stretched to 4mm/8g, exclusively wears the most obnoxiously bright, neon tapers

naval piercing, got it with Amelia and Emmeline after graduation, and they all got matching jewellery with little bombs on it

desperately wants a nose ring or a septum but blows way too much shit up in her own face for it

[bones-home]

16 and 17 💜

16: want any tattoos? what of?: I want my whole body covered, for my left arm I'm planning on getting just pink characters, like Kirby, Toadette, Birdo, Pink Panther, etc.

17: want any piercings? where?: I also want a ton of piercings. so far I have my septum, & am stretching my ears. but I want forward facing nostrils, 2g nostrils, vertical labret & vertical philtrum, dahlias, a "third eye", paired center eyebrows, VCH, and subdermal horn implants.

[madelinewhoo]

hello treasured mutuals sorry for disappearing for two years i got paired vertical labrets. that’s the only important thing that’s happened

[shadthemadlad]

Yo i got snakebites but I took them out because they would CONSTANTLY rub on my teeth. Look at paired vertical labrets instead if you're worried about dental health. You'd need custom rings or something like a rook ring to have a ring though

Oh! Thanks for the info! I have actually been kinda hesitant in getting snakebites for exactly this reason 😅

[spr1ng-b0y]

Just had my vertical labret done today and I couldn't be happier about it! I'm disappointed I didn't end up going with a pair, but I'm still stoked. I've been wanting to get it done for a while now, but time and motivation just haven't been on my side up until recently. Guess I gotta update my persona hehe

[bitchkay]

11. Piercings⛓

bitchkay's 21st birthday event

I wish I had more holes in my body😔👊🏽💔

I really want to convince(see: work up the courage to ask) my friend to do my septum for my birthday

Out of all the piercings I want I've wanted my septum for the longest, like before it was even trending

I think I've wanted it since like early highschool perhaps late elementary school but didn't seriously consider it until I was 15, I got a fake one and started making my own fake piercing jewelry, I was so serious about it, and still am I really do wanna get it and it would look so cute on me too

I also want both my nostrils too, like symmetrically

I actually pierced my own nose in grade 10

Yeah I was a bit crazy but listen

My left nostril, I poked it through with a sewing needle, cried a bit and put an earring in the hole

Parents told me to take it out

It healed in a day

Its extra healed now, theres not even a scar anymore which I'm a little bit sad about it's like it disappeared without a trace I only have the pictures of me with an earing in my nose to show for it

I also want my eyebrows pierced, both, but I have a friend that got their eyebrows pierced, same placement as I want mine, and they rejected after a year and they recently got them repierced after it was fully healed, so I don't know, if it's not meant to be then it wont be u can live without eyebrow piercings

But it'd be really bad ass tho

I've also wanted my lip pierced for a long time but I'm kind of changing my mind only cus of the healing process

So the one i wanted initially was the horizontal labret, but unlike its vertical counterpart the chance of rejection is much higher especially cus of the amount of movement your lips do regular even so much as yawning or something or eating can fuck with it

So because of that I was thinking about the vertical labret but I don't know like how many people do I know that have a vertical labret like be original you know

I was also thinking about angel bites/fangs

I think they're cute they're two piercings that go through the top lip, the only thing is if I get both my nostrils plus my septum piercing idk I feel like that's alot of metal in that general middle of my face you know, I have to take into consideration I have nigga lips, my black ass as the lips kylie jenner has always wanted. My top lips is in fact plump and close to my nose in such a way I feel a piercing on my top lip would feel crowded if my nose has various holes in it as well in my opinion, I think its cus if the shape of my lips too

And then I circle back to a horizontal labret

But wait there's more

An Ashley piercing

It's like a vertical labret but like... inverted

Instead of the piercing being on the outside of the lip it's like... inside...

I believe its done with a labret stud unless your anatomy is better suited for a straight bar

And it looks simple like all you see is the stud on the front of your top lip not the whole like jewelry cus it's like in your mouth...

I've also thought about getting my second ear piercing lately, idk I have small ears so I haven't really thought much about my ears until now like I dont even wear earrings normally but I got my ears pierced when I was a baby so my ears have very long since healed

But my mom got her second ear piercing and idk I think it would be cool to have a little ear stack, I only have like 4 pairs of ears I wear on rotation, my other earrings I don't really wear or haven't worn in a while and, my little earring rotation is two flower earrings, one that's like a little cream/whiteish 5 pettled flower, and the other is a small stud with a little 4 pettled flower shape like a frame like that hangs from it, and it's small like the size of the pad of my finger and it has tiny rhinestones on it, its silver, the other two are like hanging earrings, one is like oxidized metal with green tear drop shaped gems hanging from it so it's like kinda brown silverish with the green gems and it reminds of like plants and tree branches and its really pretty to wear with my earthy vibe outfits, the other is some gold hoops, I'm a silver jewelry kind of person but I've had these earrings for so long the gold coating is kinda coming off so so it still fucks, anyway I think like the flower earrings would look good together or like one of them(or both if I ever end up getting two lobe lobe piercings) with the earthy earrings or like the hoops, I have multiple pairs of hoops I'm black, with the hoops I can wear like a stack of hoops like the larger one at the bottom and behind it a smaller pair and behind it a smaller pair or with the loops just a basic earing in the second hole so not too much is going on

I feel like a second ear piercing would be so versatile like I can keep it small and classy but I can also pair together two different earrings for a certain vibe but I still don't know like I said I barely wear earrings normally, most of the time I'll intend to put on earrings like if I'm going out or something and then completely forget until I've I've been out for 2 hours already, its simply not in my routine to put on earrings

Would still be cool tho