#tattots

[cylis-tristik]

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[adriheavymetal]

wtf annoying reporter , and oh my kind of freaks lol😜🎸🍻🤘😂

[gaycrimerat]

To the ppl who are mad at daddy issues joke:

You never saw a gay man flirting have you?

[wolkewatcher]

" ... for the first time as always happens ..."

[grim-has-issues]

that one akira video, but it’s me resisting the urge to get some audio rp quote tattoted

[g0om]

if anyone knwos a good tatooer also lmk or if u know mostly in szeged tbh or debreven

[vahilor]

Finished the linearts of my Degenesis OC Alex (Chronicler) and added a detail pic of his tattoted barcode. He is disabled and therefor can't walk and has to use a wheelchair most of the time. He only is able to walk for some time when using some powered Exo-Splints he made for himself.

More Details:

Race:

Human

First name, last name, {nickname}:

Alexander Lykaios {Alex}

Age:

31

Gender:

Male

Date of birth:

25.10.

Nationality:

Balkan (Greek)

Eye- Hair- and Skin Color:

Short black, slightly curly hair, brown eyes and a slightly darker skin color that indicates his more southern origin.

Height and weight:

181 cm, 80kg

Stature:

Athletic and trained upper body and arms, as he often moves around in his wheelchair and often uses it to support himself. He also trains them so that he can move better in general.

Face (Features):

longer stubbles, which he maintains. Like all chroniclers, he has a bar code tattooed on his forehead.

Voice:

Dark and rather raspy

Language (accent, dialect, etc.):

English with a minimal Greek accent

Clothing Style:

Shirts often in darker shades, cargo pants wide enough to hide the exoskeletal splints that allow him to walk for a certain period of time (4-6 hours), combat boots.

Alex, of course, also owns a typical Chronist suit, which he quite often, especially outside the vault and which is packed with lots of technical gadgets. He has a mask to hides his face and almost gives him the look of a cyborg but he only uses it outside and when he sees it fit.

The suit allows Alex to log in technical devices, terminals and computers, as he has a portable uplink built into it.

Notable features:

Alex's legs have been paralyzed since he was a small child. So he can't walk without his exo splints and uses a wheelchair most of the time.

His forehead is tattooed with a barcode, like every chronicler.

Health condition:

Paraplegic (legs), Alex keeps taking painkillers as he keeps struggling with pain because of his back, which is a result of his paralysis and the accident that caused it.

Sexuality:

bi

Social position:

Alex is a chronicler, which gives him a few advantages so he has a quite comfortable life.

Hobbies:

Alex collects computer games, movies and music files of the old ones and also pays a lot for them, just to be able to get hold of them.

Talents:

Highly intelligent and talented programmer and hacker, good with technology

Interests:

Movies, music and computer games of the ancients

Dislikes:

Stupid people, ignorant people, cats (because he has an allergy to them), mashed potatoes

Noticeable habits:

None

Strengths:

Highly intelligent and a lot of knowlegde about technology.

Weaknesses:

He cannot walk without his splints and needs a wheelchair. His legs are paralyzed.

Important information:

Weapons:

Vocoder, which he can use as a weapon if he has to, but it is used more for intimidation and doesn't really do any damage. He can use it to modify and distort his voice.

His gloves have some sort of tazer built into them, which he can use to incapacitate an opponent with electric shocks.

Personality:

Alex is a rather open-minded and cheerful person for a chronicler and likes to crack jokes, even about himself and his disability. Despite this, he has never lost his joy of life, even he is often in pain.

Alex loves an orderly chaos and where anyone else wouldn't find anything, Alex knows exactly where he did put it. Nothing is really dirty or filthy, he is just chaotic, except when it comes to his codes and programming, here he is extremely meticulous and does not tolerate any deviations and everything must have HIS order.

The man can be very persistent, even annoying, when he absolutely wants something. He often then annoys the person until they end up giving it to him, just to get rid of him, which is especially the case when it comes to data files that he does not have yet (movies, games, music).

History of the character:

Alex was born former Greece into a family with quite poor circumstances. His parents were farmers who took the meager harvest from the land to sell it to different tribes. His three older siblings (two brothers and a sister) had to start helping on the farm at an early age and this fate would also have befallen Alex.

However, at the age of 6, Alex fell into the paddock of the only bull the family owned and the aggressive animal almost trampled the poor young boy to death. Alex survived but due to the injuries to his spine and the lack of proper treatment he was not able to walk anymore and thus a burden to the family, a little glutton who could contribute nothing.

His parents tried to sell the young boy to make some profit out of the child but none wanted him cause of his disability. A chronicler took heart and bought the boy in the name of the Order, even if it was not sure that the boy would bring any benefit to the Order, but he felt sorry for the child.

He didn't regret it, because Alex turned out to be quite gifted in handling technology and the will to prove to everyone that he wasn't a useless cripple.

[fzrticv]

fizz got a heart on his neck (not sure if scare, unscared skin or tattot, i go more with a tatto ) and apperntly owns a bunch of hellpuppies, or small helldogs. If they are his.

[carelessflower]

just a snippet (shorter and will add more detail when i upload on ao3) of a WIP (just feedback)

Magnus is 19, Alec is 19, izzy and Jace 17 and Max is 7.

TW/ implied abuse

He ran, his legs on fire, as he ran through the woods, not knowing where he was going, multiple voices shouting his name. His top was torn and bloody, fresh jagged cuts decorated his skin, seeping blood.

He didnt look back, he kept on running, no matter how tired he was, or how drugged or hurt he was. He ran until he heard the sound of some cars. He must be near some highway. He thought, running to the direction of the sound.

Past the bushes, and onto the road, where a few houses sat. He looked around, wondering where he was. His stomach grumbled.

"Slut where are you?" A voice shouted, he ran towards one of the houses, not wanting to be seen, he noticed a window was slightly open, near a drainpipe, he looked around as his stomach let out another growl.

Grabbing the drainpipe, he started to pull up until he reached the window, which he lifted and let himself in. He closed the window behind him. The warmth of the room hit him, as he noticed there was a king sized bed up against the left side near the window, a desk with paperwork and books, a closet.

He looked around, as he heard someone coming, before he could hide, the door opened. A man stood there, both stared at each other, the other looked him up and down.

"I'll go." He told the man.

"Wait. Don't, your hurt, I -"

"No hospitals, no cops." The other said.

"Okay..first let me get the first aid kit. By the way my name is Alexander." Alexander gave the stranger a small smile, he left going to get the first aid kit from the bathroom.

He stood there, shivering, dispite being in a warm room. Alexander walkes in, and closed and locked the door. He held a first aid kit in one hand, and a towel in another.

"The family gone out, Max, my baby brother , he is unwel so im looking after him." Magnus nodded, wincing when Alec would go over a fresh cut.

"Who did this to you?" No answer.

Alec noticed a barcode tattoted on the stranger nape, with numbers written on it. It didnt take long for Alec to realise what had happened. Alec also noticed small puncutre marks along his skin.

"I need to call the cops, they can help." The stranger turned around.

"I told you no cops." He repeated.

"Okay..Can you tell me your name?"

"Magnus." He said.

Alec stood up.

"Finished. I'll get you something to eat, and wear." Alec smiled, Magnus nodded, as he left the room.

Magnus looked around, standing up, he went to the desk, a photo of Alexander with his family. Another photo of a blonde haired who was holding hands with him. He looked at the textbooks. Masters Law, and Law degree books. The door opened, making him jump.

"Sorry. Here its my new shirt. Also leftover pizza slices." Alec said giving him the shirt, Magnus gave him a thank you, he put the shirt on, which just fitted him, and took a bite out of the pizza.

"Do you have any friends or family?" Alec questioned.

"I havent seen my friends since I was sixteen."

"Do you have any place to stay?"

Magnus shook his head. He didnt. He wolfed the second pizza down. He was still hungry, but didnt say anything.

"Let me call my mother. I wont tell her, just tell her she needs to come home." Alec didnt want to scare Magnus off, he didnt want him back on the streets back in the hands of whoever abused him.

"Okay."

Alec dialled his mother's number, and told her there was an emergency that she needed to come home. He hanged up.

"She will be here in half an hour."

"Do...Do you have any more food?"

"Yes, follow me." Alec walked downstairs, who was followed by Magnus who looked around in splendor.

They entered the kitchen, as Magnus sat on the chair, Alec rummaged through the cupboard and found a cup of noodles. He boiled the kettle, and poured the hot water into the cup, and stiring the noodles around, before giving the cup to Magnus.

"Who are you?" A small voice was heard by the door, as a boy with glasses and messy hair stood there, a comic in his hand.

"A friend Max. Your supposed to be sleep, do you want a drink?"

Max nodded.

Sighing Alec grabbed a glass and filled it with water, and gave it to his brother, who took a sip before giving it back to Alec and leaving, going back upstairs.

Alec waited, until he heard the doot shut upstaits.

"So..You dont need to answer, but I noticed a barcode on your nape."

"My...daddy did that, he does it to all his workers."

"Your pimp?"

Magnus nodded.

"I dont want to talk about it." Magnus said, wolfing the noodles down.

"Do you do drugs?" Magnus didnt answer.

"You need to talk to my mom, you dont need to tell her everything. Just enough so she can understand."

"You could have called the police, but didnt?"

"You were covered in cuts, and bruises, I know the law and it wont treat you fairly, and also you looked scared."

"Thank you."

babies :<<<

[rpskbeylchahjd]

6fejezet

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[pencilhattopy]

dress that Can speak ghost

[simplysaphique]

i don’t think pushing for more gay rep is always the best like my first exposure to being gay was v for vendetta and little like 12 year old me was fully convinced that was just what happened to ppl like me, it should be better gay rep that doesn’t Always end in tragedy

[recipefordisaster]

☀️Sunrise Tarot☀️

Eight of Cups

Today’s card is the Eight of Cups. Often when you’ve been stuck in an emotionally frought situation for a length of time, you begin to put up emotional barriers to protect yourself. The Eight helps you to recognize this pattern that no longer serve you and urges you instead to leave behind the past that has trapped you and begin a new journey. Remember today that though stepping away from your safety nets may be frightening, it’s the only way for you to move on and see where this new path will take you.🌻

[strawberryseeded]

so abt the take that its “wrong” for “attractive” actors/actresses to play evil ppl, esp play real life evil ppl cos it “glamourizes” it..mmmmm........ tbh i dont rly agree w it? bc attractiveness is WAY too subjective. also evil horrible ppl CAN be physically attractive irl, thats just smt that happens. if u always want 2 portray evil ppl as “””ugly”””, thats also kind of messed up (and like.. what the hell is being “ugly” anyways, according 2 ppl who say this...? :/ like i jst saw a vid tht was like (paraphrasing) “this serial killer (i forgot the name but whatever) had SUPER crooked teeth irl !! so not attractive lol ! :P” ........uh. okay?????)

idk im just tired of seeing ppl trying 2 convince u that “ppl are romaticizing serial killers bc ATTRACTIVE ACTOR is the one playing them... oh but if they KNEW just how fucking UGLY they were irl !!!!! they wouldnt idolize them THEN!!” like thats A) true (irl murderers no matter how “ugly” they r still hv groupies n ppl who think theyr hot asf), or B) an actually good way of reasoning why is bad 2 idolize murderers..... (lets say a calvin klein model or w/e is also a serial killer.. wud it be good to idolize him, then? would that make sense? of course not)

[otakufimi]

Fanfic idea (Sherliam)

Sherliam Soulmate AU where Liam has "Sherlock Holmes" tattoted on his left wrist and Sherlock has Liam's real name on his right wrist, so Sherlock doesn't know that this noble, who understants how he thinks and it's an even greter mystery than murders mysterys, is his soulmate until he discovers that he also is the Lord of the Crime and is trusted with the task of finishing their story. When he discovers the name, he reacts the same as he reacted when he found out that Liam is the Lord of the Crimes, he is happy that it's him and it gives him more reasons to save him.

[honeydew-mel0n]

Plz oh great author. I would just like... some dadV content. Just like. V and a child reader. Plz.

This probably isnt what you expected but, here's V being an adopted dad for a 5 year old reader in the ruins of Redgrave. It's not good, but its work. Ig

V x Child! Reader

Dad!V in the rubble of Redgrave.

You hide under the remnants of your bed. The ripped mattress and splintered frame providing little shelter from the horrors that lie beyond your eyelids. You weren't asleep, but still subscribed to the belief that the monsters couldn't get you if they thought you were asleep.

The sound of footsteps approaching lit a flame of hope in your heart, only for it to crash down the moment you heard the monsters come again.

It was so loud, crashing, screaming... were they fighting? If it was battle it ended quickly. And whatever entered your room won. You let out a soft whimper, curling into yourself. The foot steps approach the mess you called a bed. The sound of the mattress being pulled slightly made you burst into tears.

"Well, what do we have here?"

You open your tear filled eyes to see an adult, his black hair and dark clothes. "Mommy left me again- Are the monsters gone!?" His face was almost devoid of emotion. "Yes." "Are you sure?" At first. A smile smile splits his face as he offers you a tattoted hand. "Positive, little one."

_

We've seen before that he could care less about children at first glance, but the mentioning your mother leaving you caused him to instantly attach to you.

Alone, afraid, but this time, no way to protect yourself.

Deep down something inside of him told him that he needs to protect you. To take the job that your obviously useless mother could not handle.

You latch onto him quickly as well, your new protector. You think he's so cool, with his weird clothes, tattoos, and the funny things he says.

The second night he had you, you fell asleep pressed up against him as read a loud.

_

"When we see not thro the eye. Which was born in a night to perish in a night. When the soul slept in beams of light..."

He stops, green eyes boring down at your sleeping form. Your little hand wrapped over the edge of the corset under his coat. A small smile splits his face. Dispite all you had gone through, you still held peace. You would smile up at him after minutes of tucking your head into his side to hide your eyes from the gore that went on in front of you.

Your resilience is unyielding, and he cant help but admire that. It can make him forget that you are just a child. But now, layed out against his heart, he can see your vulnerability more then ever. You were so talkative, so kind, so soft, so... so... human. So very human. Just as he is now.

_

After some time with him, you'll be able to recite whole poems. And god he's never been more proud.

Technically, he's homeless, so finding somewhere safe for you to sleep is his first priority.

You never sleep alone. Never. Either he or one of his familiars is with you.

Scratch that, you are never alone.

He wasnt surprised by Shadow's fondness of you, but was by Griffon's.

"Yeah, yeah, yeah pip squeak, just don't pull on my feathers anymore."

V is easily annoyed, especially by people who talk too much. Unless it's you.

He can sit and listen to you chatter on in excessive detail about the random things you know.

Maybe that's why you and Griffon can get along. It's a constant back and forth of random facts and jokes that go right over your head.

You just like that he talks to you, he likes that he can make any joke and you won't get upset or offended.

V however, hates that he does this.

Seeing as how V tries his best to shield you from the world. You've already suffered so much.

He takes on the task of "dad" rather quickly.

_

You close your eyes tight as he pours the water from his cupped hands over your hair. V hums softly as he scrubs the filth from your skin. It was rather uncomfortable, taking a bath in a fountain, but it wasn't as uncomfortable as caked on dirt and splatters of demon blood. "We're almost done, I promise."

As soon as he found you to be clean enough he takes off his long leather jacket, dispite it just getting dry, he pulls you out and wraps it around you. He lays out your now dry and somewhat clean clothes and let's you try to dress yourself. Shadow letting you lean on her as you tug your clothes back on.

The warmth from fire used to cook the demon meat is enough to make you feel sleepy, if the exhausting day wasnt enough. You leaned against V's side, curling into him. His arm coming around you, assuring you that you're safe.

_

He accepts that he's pretty much your father very quickly.

But it hurts him. He knows what he has to do, and when that happens, what will happen to you? Who could he possibly trust to care for you?

He takes you everywhere, and doesn't let anything touch you.

It's truly Infuriating to him that he doesn't have the strength to carry you. Of course you ride on shadow, but when they handle demons you are left to mercy of the world.

The two of you being attached at the hip leads to a lot of confusion.

Mostly from Nero

"Why the hell do you have a kid???"

When he finally gets to settle down in Nico's van, you get to lay down for a nap.

And he leaves again, he leaves you to sleep. It was safe and he knew you would be fine there, and you definitely needed to sleep.

Nico, surprisingly, didnt mind you.

The entire time he was so nervous. It's been weeks, and this is the first time you haven't been with him.

When V eventually returns, he finds you chatting Nero's ear off. He didn't seem to mind though, he sat quietly with a smile as you talked.

It hit him then.

You could be safe without him.

_

He watched you fiddle with the metal fingers on Nero's devil breaker as you spoke. The young man making the fingers move, to your delight. Your eyes glowed and you looked up at Nero, he nods to what you're saying with a wide smile.

All of the worries in V's head melt away, but are soon replaced with a feeling of melancholy. You would be fine, you would be safe. Without him. He steps in, your head snaps to him, joy spreading on your features as soon at you realize. You run up to him, hugging his leg tightly.

It wasnt long until he has to leave again, and he knew it was the last time he would see you. And somehow, you knew something was wrong. Your small hands rest on his cheeks, sadness written on your entire being. He pulls you close, whispering to you softly. "I will see you again my little one. I will see you again."

Tiny arms hold tight around his neck, warm, wet tears slip down and fall onto his skin. "Are you sure?" "Positive, little one." You hold on tight to him, even after he lets go. Theres a soft whisper, bairly audible. "I love you, daddy." Then, you let go.

Getting to wave him off while holding onto Nico's leg.

_

He knew he wouldnt see you again, either he dies, or becomes one again. The likelihood of seeing you again with both of those options is little to none.

But he feels peace, you'd be safe. You are safe.

He gets weaker and weaker.

He's been close to it before, but this must be what dieing feels like.

Before reuniting with his other half, he still tries to make sure that you will be okay.

His crumbling body is leaning on Nero, hobbling to the end of his life.

"The child... If you survive, take care of them."