#they give piercer vibes

[ghost-proofbaby]

tattoo artist eddie who starts at tattoo artist steves shop and falls his steves girl, the receptionist.

no okay but please. PLEASE.

eddie and steve got along well enough. eddie poked so much fun at steve for not having tattoos but being an artist, but he comes to realize the man is fucking INCREDIBLE. he puts on some silly pop music, gets comfy, and can just tattoo like no one's business for AGES. he wasn't much of an artist before tattooing (he learned to draw from his current apprentice -- ROBIN), but something about suddenly seeing skin as the canvas just clicked the artistic part FULLY into place. (and it's the opposite way for robin: she can draw like no one's business, but when it comes to tattooing? nope nope nope. hands shake too much, is scared/has issues with knowing she's inflicting pain, etc.)

and then steve introduces the two of you. steve's girlfriend. fully tatted up, certified golden retriever. the sweetest person eddie thinks he's ever met - just two minutes with you and he needs to get a dentist on speed dial from all the cavities.

and it's hard. because he already had a terrible and confusing crush on steve, and now he wants steve's girl too? every day is the circus for that poor booboo the fool at his new job, and it's all because of you and steve.

*insert intense bisexual panic meme for eddie because i can't find one rn*

[oopwoop]

Their Reaction To You Getting/Saying You Want A Piercing

pairings: e!42! & e!1610 Miles Morales, Hobie Brown, Pavitr Prabhakar, Gwen Stacy, Peter B. Parker (platonic)

warning(s): swearing, unedited!

im back on my grind 💪 (sorry for not posting recently, had no motivation)

e!1610! Miles Morales

stared in surprise for a bit until he heard you call out his name. He didn’t mean to zone out and stare, or make you insecure, he was just surprised when he saw you got a piercing. you didn’t say anything about getting one or anything. he thinks you look amazing though! (he always will no matter what)

asks if he can touch it unless it’s a tongue piercing, if it’s too sensitive or sore. he understands. shouldn’t mess with it too much otherwise it won’t heal as well.

reminds you everyday to clean it with saline water. twice a day! or however much/long the piercer said.

tells you that you should get a black and red one depending on the type it is.

“woahhh..” Miles gasped quietly as he stared in awe for the next few moments, snapping it out of it when he heard his name. he felt bad when he noticed the nervous look on your face.

“is it bad? do you you not like it?” you asked sadly, upset that he may not like it. sure, you got the piercing because you wanted it but it’d still be nice to know that Miles thought it looked well.

he gave you a shocked look, shaking his head. he grabbed your hand comfortingly and kissing your cheek, careful not to touch your piercing depending on where it is.

“no, no! it looks wonderful. you look wonderful! suits you very well.” he whispered lovingly and kissing your cheek again. it’s good to know he liked it. he really does think you look amazing.

e!42! Miles Morales

did a double take. not out of disgust but more so out of surprise. usually when you get something done or are going out he gives you money, even though he knows you are fully capable he enjoys spoiling you. so it was a surprise when you came over with a brand new piercing that he didn’t know about or pay for.

tells you look good and just goes about what he was doing. doesn’t make a huge deal of it. though, a few minutes later he does ask why you didn’t say anything about it.

also reminds you to clean it, or at least s asks if you did everyday until it’s healed.

will buy you all the jewelry you want for it. will even buy a few he thinks matches his vibe, hoping you wear them. if not he’s not butt hurt or anything, though.

“looks good.” he hums out nonchalantly before returning to what he was doing beforehand. you respond with your thanks. the next few minutes are spent in a comfortable silence, the two of you enjoying each others company until Miles breaks it.

“so, why didn’ you say anythin’? i’d give you the money for it.” he questions, raising a brow as he turns to you. usually you tell him about stuff like this and he gives you money for it.

“mmm, just felt like it, y’know? wanted to treat myself for once. not that i don’t love you spoiling me but it feels nice once and a while to gift myself something.” you explain to him as he nods in understanding.

“yeah i get it.. next time ‘m payin’ though, got it?” he states firmly. you know he’s gonna find a way to pay for your next one for sure.

Pavitr Prabhakar

beyond excited when he noticed it. gasped super loudly when he saw it and rushed over to you. just like the other two, he had no idea of this happening. he also asks you a thousand questions about it.

showered you in compliments on how good you look, how it fits you perfectly, all of it. also showers you in soft kiss around your face, being really careful not to mess with the piercing as he’s worried to hurt you on accident.

he also reminds you to wash it everyday. setting reminders on his phone to text or call you. or if y’all are together he’ll help wash it if he can, being as gentle as possible. he has a bottle of saline spray at his house for whenever you’re over and need to clean it.

sends you pictures of jewelry he sees when he’s out and about, asking if you’d like it. if so he will definitely buy it for you. does not care about the price. if he doesn’t have enough now he’ll save up for it. (jewelry is expensive 😃)

“woah! you look so good! when did you get it? did it hurt?” Pavitr said happily and he rushed over to you, grabbing your cheeks softly to examine the piercing closer.

you chuckle at his antics, grabbing his wrists so you could pull his hands away to be able to speak properly. “slow your roll, Pav. i got it today and it hurt as much as i thought it would.”

“absolutely gorgeous. i knew you’d rock it, even though you never told me. why didn’t you tell me?” he continues to chatter fast, it was hard to keep up with him. he was just excited for you though. he knew you’d only get a piercing if you really wanted it.

“wanted to surprise you.” you smiled at him as he started to peck your face with a bunch of soft kisses. you didn’t think he’d be this excited over a piercing.

Gwen Stacy

was surprised when you said you wanted a piercing but was excited for you. she helps set up the appointment and everything, goes with you for comfort if needed, let’s you squeeze her hand as well.

if you let her, she’d pick out the one you get. she wouldn’t suggest one that hurts really bad though, depending on your pain tolerance.

definitely picks out the jewelry for it if you let her. it’d be a soft pink or blue fs.

so, she has her brow pierced so i feel like maybe she might get more piercings. maybe like her septum or a normal nose piercing, yeah? if it’s around the same time you got your piercing she’d set an alarm for the both of you and if you’re together at the time you’d clean it together or she’d ft you and y’all would do it on call

Incoming FaceTime Call From

gwendy ❤️

Answer Ignore

you decided to answer the call and when you did all you saw was her eyes and up until a few moments later. Her face popped into the screen, a huge smile as she noticed you answered.

“i’m assuming you already know what time it is, yeah?” she shook the can of saline in a jazz-hands gesture, chuckling as you rolled your eyes playfully.

“yeah, yeah.. just let me get to my bathroom.. you always call me when i’m in bed and comfy” you sigh, your tone whiney and exaggerated.

“oh boo-hoo.. you’ll be okay. now get your butt up and go clean your piercing. don’t want an infection, do you?” gwen raised a brow at you. her expression felt similar to a judge-y mothers.

Hobie Brown

when you said you wanted a piercing he was more than willing to do it himself, free of charge. all of his have either been done my someone he’s friends with (for free) or himself. he’s got all the supplies needed and knows how to do most piercings. you wouldn’t be the first person he’s given them to.

if you do let him do it, it’ll be the same as if you were to have gone to a trained professional. just more.. homey? sure it’s a little more risky, but think about it, it’s free of charge (it’s expensive, my septum was $100), plus it’s with someone you know and should by now trust

if you go to a professional he doesn’t really care. it’s your money you’re spending.

totally steals jewelry for you if you wanna change it out once it’s healed. helps you clean it, as well. he knows the perfect way to clean it well so it doesn’t get infected.

“d’ya want me t’ do it? cuz i can, free of charge too, luv.” hobie suggested when you said you wanted a piercing. you weren’t sure if you should take up his offer. he could tell you were hesitant about it so he continued on.

“i’ve done a good few piercings b’fore. some of my own, actually. y’ can trus’ me, promise.” that helped you feel a little better. his looked so good so that must mean he’d be able to do yours even better. especially because doing a piercing on another seems easier than doing one on yourself.

“yeah.. okay sure, i’ll let you do it. but if you fuck it up I won’t be happy..” you glared at him, letting him lead you to the living room of your place to sit and get ready.

“y’won’ hafta worry ‘bout bein’ angry, luv cuz i won’ fuck it up.” he chuckled deeply as he got the needed supplies ready and kissed your forehead.

Peter B. Parker (my first time writing him so sorry if it sucks 🫢)

was probably the most surprised of all. he doesn’t care that you got one, not at all, he’s just surprised you didn’t say anything. your like a kid to him, you tell each other almost everything.

definitely pats you on the shoulder or back and tells you that it looks good and suits you well.

randomly gifts you new jewelry for it. it’s usually stuff he thinks fits you well or one he knows you’ve been looking at. how does he get the money for it? begs MJ until she says yes. though she says yes really quickly because she loves you like a kid as well.

i feel like he can be really forgetful with some things so he’s not as consistent as the others to remind you to clean it. it’ll be more here and there that he reminds you

“when did that happen..?” he says slowly, mouth agape in surprise. “you never told me about that. we tell each every.” peter mutters with a pout, sad you didn’t tell him about this.

“oh this?” you say, pointing to the piercing, “just got it a bit ago. wanted it to be a surprise. does it look good..?”

he just chuckled and walked up to you, patting you on the back firmly. what is with dads and their firm pats? “looks great, kid. suits you very well. you think i’d rock one? i should totally get one, yeah?”

“uhm, yeah, if you want mj to leave you then you should, old man..” you joke with him and return you get a gasp from him.

“i’m not old! and she wouldn’t leave me. i’d look amazing, even better than you!”

[koiiiji]

wooin x reader who have whole back piercing

omg i saw THIS tiktok and immediately thought about him. wooin genuinely gives me vibes of good photographer boyfriend, like every time you ask him to take a picture of you, he always nailed it, same to videos, when you ask him for help with filming tiktoks. (ed. yes it’s him who would film the results, and it doesn’t matter if it’s tattoo, piercings, work out results or anything else) so when you had an idea about back piercing he would hype this idea up and you can expect that as a gift he will give you a session with his own piercer who gave him all the punctures and split his tongue.

(made me think if i want this, but im saving mine to full back tattoo🤭🤭)

[takamimami]

Locked Out Of Heaven

Pairing: Eustass Kidd + f!Reader (no use of y/n)

Part 2 of Does Heaven Know You're Missing? :3 it took longer than I anticipated but I am v happy with the outcome <3

CW: SMUT, a lil bit crazier than the first one, face fucking, orgasm denial, Kidd's got a dirty mouth, he chokes the reader with his cock and his hand hehe, slight dom Kidd vibes, he still calls you 'angel' --- word count: 4.1k

NSFW; MINORS/AGELESS BLOGS KEEP IT MOVING

Summary: Modern AU - Body Piercer!Kidd x Reader Kidd does in fact come over and you do in fact pay him back for the jewelry :3

The entire drive back to your shared apartment with your best friend consists of her pressing you for information about what happened during your appointment with Kidd.

“It doesn’t take that long to change jewelry,” she muses as she sneaks a peek down at your chest before flicking her eyes back to the road, a smug smile curling on her lips. “Plus, not everyone gets custom-made jewelry made just for them by their piercer.”

You blush at the mention of the jewelry now adorning your nipples, a small smirk making its way onto your lips. The fact that Kidd insisted on calling you ‘Angel’ and that he just so happened to have a set of angel wing barbells was not lost on you, but you were too overwhelmed in the moment to say anything.

“We were just talking, trying to kill time while you finished your tattoo,” you said sheepishly, and the huff your best friend let out told you she was not buying it for a second.

“About….?” 

She kept her eyes on the road as she pressed you, trying her best to get any bit of information you were willing to give. You could feel the mixture of emotions rising in your chest as you contemplated how much to divulge to her.

“He…. kissed me,” you admit hesitantly, a giddy smile creeping on your lips as you watch her jaw drop, her face flicking back and forth between you and the road.

“Shut the fuck up!” She squeals, “You’re gonna make me crash this car!”

You giggle as she struggles to contain herself, knowing you’re in for some serious questioning once the two of you make it home safely.

~~~

“Okay, so who came onto who?!”

You laugh as you walk through the door of your apartment, kicking off your shoes and immediately heading to the living room. You kick up your feet over the edge of the table, sprawling onto the couch as your friend sits on the couch adjacent to you. 

You look up at the ceiling as you answer, Kidd’s face flashing in your mind as you start to speak.

“He did. He kissed me,” you muse, remembering the feeling of his lips against yours as you close your eyes and prepare for the next question.

“That’s it?” 

The tone in her voice causes you to sit up and look at her with your brow cocked, “Yes… why?” You’re impressed with your ability to keep it cool as you lie to her, opting to keep some of the details to yourself for now considering her sudden shift in her demeanor towards the topic.

She’s quiet for a moment longer than you expected before she leans back onto the couch with her arms crossed over her head. 

“That’s pretty out of character for him,” she drawls, maintaining your gaze as she speaks. “Kidd usually plays hard to get, and when he does like someone he struggles to keep his hands to himself.”

You lay your head back against the couch again, feeling a flush start to creep up on your cheeks as you contemplate your friend’s words. She keeps her eyes on you and when you look back in her direction a moment later, the smirk on her face makes your blush deepen.

“Something else did happen!”

You struggle to keep your face neutral as you shake your head, “No it didn’t!” You laugh nervously, “But…. he did say he was coming over after they closed the shop today.” You drop the facade and let your lips curl up into a smirk as she once again stares at you with her mouth hung open.

“I can’t believe you!” She says playfully as she pulls out her phone, starting to type a message out as she shakes her head. “I’m telling Killer to come pick me up later so you can get your guts re-arranged in peace.”

You roll your eyes and stand up from the couch, walking over to the fridge to grab something to drink and give yourself a chance to decompress after your friend’s interrogation.

~~~

Your heart falls into your stomach as you hear the call box ringing by your front door, and you curse yourself for the nervous feeling that rushes over you as you hear Kidd’s voice cut through the static.

“Hello, angel,” he croons, and you bite down on your lip to try to suppress the giddy smile that threatened to curl up your lips. 

“H-hi,” you stutter, taking a deep breath to try and calm the butterflies in your stomach, “I’ll buzz you in.”

You press the button to grant him access and lean your shoulder against the wall, waiting until you hear his footsteps approaching the door before turning the lock and swinging it open to see him standing on the other side, a wide grin spreading across his face as he catches your gaze

“Hello, again,” he chuckles, and you mimic him with a giggle of your own as you stand in the doorway, looking him up and down. The tension grows by the second as you two stare back at each other before he nods towards the living room. “May I come in, or did you change your mind about having me over?”

You awkwardly turn around without answering him, slipping into the kitchen as he follows you inside and stops to remove his jacket and shoes. 

“Do you want anything to drink?” You call out to him, looking in the direction of the doorway as you wait for him to respond. When he says nothing you curiously walk back over to the entryway, peeking around the corner to see Kid typing something out on his phone.

“Um… no thanks, I’m fine,” he replies, clearly too distracted to pay attention and you retreat back to the kitchen, grabbing yourself a drink from the fridge before walking back out to the living room slowly. 

“Everything okay?” you inquire when you see Kidd still standing with his nose buried in his phone, and before you can swallow the thought down the rest of the question leaves your lips, “Or did you double book your night?”

Kidd cocks a brow at your suggestion, lifting his gaze to meet yours for a second before chuckling to himself and sending off whatever he had been typing on his phone. He slides the phone into his back pocket and stalks over to you, closing the gap between the two of you in only a few long strides.

“Don’t worry, angel. I cleared my schedule just for you,” he muses, lifting his hand to cup your chin as he brings his face closer to yours. “Killer was just warning me to play nice, I’m guessing you told your friend about our… payment arrangement?”

You feel the blush creeping onto your cheeks as he stares down at you, his breath tickling your face from his proximity. 

“I told her you were coming over,” you say matter-of-factly, pulling away from him in an attempt to regain some semblance of control over the situation as you walk over to the couch, “I didn’t tell her about your… business practices.”

The smirk on your face widens when you turn to sit on the couch and Kidd is on your heels, though he surprises you by taking a seat on the couch adjacent to you instead of joining you on the same couch. 

“I wouldn’t call that a business practice,” he drawls, “You’re the only lucky girl that’s received that kind of personalized aftercare from me.”

Though your heart wants to take his words as the truth, you can’t quiet the voice in the back of your mind that reminds you of the warning your best friend gave you before she left.

“Well, lucky me,” you reply sarcastically, leaning forward on the couch, “But I find that awfully hard to believe.”

Kidd chuckles, mirroring your actions and leaning toward you so your faces are inches apart.

“I’m a lot of things, angel, but a liar isn’t one of them,” he croons, reaching a finger up to trace along your jaw as he continues speaking, “But you seem to have already made your mind up about me.”

A chime comes from his pocket and he pulls his finger back and stands up from the couch suddenly, pulling his phone from his pocket, “I think I’ll take you up on that drink.”

He saunters into the kitchen and you hesitate before following him, unable to get his words out of your mind as you reach into the fridge to pull out a couple of cans and offer them to him. 

When you look back at him he’s smiling down at his phone, and another snarky comment almost slips through your lips as you extend the drinks out to him. Instead, you opt to keep your mouth shut, biting down on your lip he grabs a can from you and pops the top off of it without bringing his eyes up from his phone.

Your nerves finally get the best of you, and after putting the remaining cans back in the fridge you turn and walk over to Kidd, pressing your body against him. The act catches him off guard, and you decide to continue your bold maneuver and pull his phone from his hand and slip it into your back pocket.

“Did you come over here to text Killer, or did you come over to collect your payment?” You look up at him defiantly and he looks down at you in bewilderment, a curious look etched on his face. Without warning, he grabs you by the hips and lifts you up onto your counter effortlessly, pressing his body in between your legs and connecting his lips to yours. The kiss is gentle at first, but once you swipe your tongue out over his bottom lip he lets out a growl before biting down on your bottom lip. You part your lips willingly as he slips his tongue between them, and you feel him grab the back of your neck with his hand to pull you impossibly closer. His other hand reaches around your waist and settles at the small of your back, pulling your hips to the edge of the counter and pressing your cores together, a strangled moan managing to escape your mouth from the friction.

Much to your dismay, Kidd pulls back suddenly, his eyes a shade darker than they had been a moment ago and a cocky smirk plastered on his face as he wipes his lips with his thumb.

“Angel,” he rasps, “If all I cared about was fucking you, I would have done it back at the shop.” 

He takes a deep breath as he tightens his grip around your waist, resting his head against your forehead for a moment as he tries to catch his breath. Then, all at once he lets go of you and backs away, leaning himself against the opposite counter in the kitchen before continuing.

“I’m not sure who you’ve made me out to be in your head, and I know I haven’t got the best of reputations,” he chuckles lightly, still eyeing you intently. “But I’m not here for a quick fuck.”

He opens his mouth as if he were going to continue, but he stops himself, and you notice him drop his gaze from you to the floor.

Still seated on the counter, you shift back awkwardly and cross your legs as you try to come up with anything to say, your eyes looking over him and noticing the tent that had formed in his pants. Confusion overtakes you as you try to wrap your head around his mixed signals when a sudden vibration and chime from your back pocket startles you, pulling Kidd’s gaze back to you as you reach into your pocket and retrieve his phone. 

He walks back over to you and grabs it from your outstretched hand, not bothering to look at the message before sticking it into his pocket and looking up at you, looking for a reaction from you.

Needing to break the tension, you smirk at him and bring your foot up to rest on his crotch, to which he flinches slightly before returning a smirk of his own.

“So, we’re not gonna fuck?”

Kidd rolls his eyes as he walks forward, resuming his position between your legs and dipping his head down so that his lips brush against the edge of your ear.

“Is that what you want, angel?”

You gasp as he grabs onto your ass and lifts you off the counter, walking you back towards the back of your apartment. 

You pull back slightly to look at him, and he grins when he sees the devilish smirk on your face.

“Maybe,” you say teasingly, leaning down to connect your lips to his gently as he walks you down the hall. You hear him nudge a door open behind you before your vision goes black, signaling you had made it to your room.

Kidd’s sudden urgency has him pressing you against the door and it slams shut under the weight of your body. Your legs tighten around his middle as he pulls away from your lips, tracing gently kisses down your jaw and onto your neck before he sinks his teeth into you, a growl escaping his lips as you feel him rock his hips needily against your core. You gasp as he nips at the sensitive skin above your jugular, sucking down lightly before running his tongue over the spot soothingly. 

“You drive me absolutely insane, angel.”

His breathing is slightly erratic as he wraps his arms around your waist, pulling you up off the door and carrying you further into your dark room. As he stumbles his way over to your bed you let out a giggle and hold onto his shoulders tighter, only to be forced to let go as he finds the edge of your bed and drops you down onto it. You prop yourself up on your elbows, eyeing him intently as his silhouette is illuminated by the moonlight filtering in from the window.

“You sure this is what you want?” he snickers from above you, pulling off his black t-shirt and kicking off his sweats, leaving his now tight-fitting boxers on as he grabs the leg of your pants, pulling them down your legs and tossing them into the darkness. 

“I’ve gotta pay you back for my piercings,” you tease him again, batting your lashes and biting your lip. A sudden tug of your leg brings you to the edge of the bed and your full body slides to the ground, your back pressed against the bed frame as Kidd runs his fingers through your hair.

“Hmm, this is true,” he says gruffly, tightening his grip on your hair and pulling your face closer to the bulge in his boxers. “Well, in that case, I’m gonna put that bratty little mouth of yours to good use.”

Kidd reaches and pulls his boxers down as he speaks, his erection springing free and landing in your face. You squeeze your legs together, seeking any sort of relief as he pulls your face to his cock, pumping it with his free hand a few times before holding it from the base and smacking it against your cheek.

Your arousal peeks as you smirk up at him, dropping open your mouth so he can slide his cock into it freely, hollowing out your cheeks around the tip as you struggle to take even half of him fully. You hear a throaty groan leave his mouth as he grabs the top of your head with his other hand, using it plus the fingers still tangled in your hair to hold your head in place as he begins rocking his hips and pressing his cock further and further into your mouth. You manage to take a few harsh strokes before gagging around his length, the act seemingly amusing to Kidd as he pulls his hips back slightly only to plunge them back towards you a moment later. You moan around him as he continues to fuck your face, sputtering around his cock as he hits the back of your throat repeatedly. 

“Fucking hell,” he groans as he leans your head back against the mattress, and you relax your neck to accommodate more of him down your throat.

“That’s it, angel,” he hisses, throwing his head back as he lazily rocks his hips faster into you, his balls slapping up against your chin with each thrust. A few more thrusts and you feel Kidd’s cock twitch in your mouth, and just as you let out a particularly violent gag he pulls himself from you completely and smacks his dick against your cheek. 

You struggle to catch your breath as Kidd takes in your current state, a sticky mix of your saliva and his pre cum covering your mouth and dripping from your chin, not to mention covering his cock as it rests against your cheek. 

“You’re fucking filthy,” he croons, grabbing your chin roughly and lifting you back up onto the bed. You can't help but let out a slight giggle as he pulls the shirt you were still wearing over your head, leaving you in your soaked panties as he climbs onto the bed and looms over you.

He drops his head down to your chest and admires your decorated nipples before pulling one in between his lips, your back arching up to him, and your fingers immediately lacing through his hair roughly. You pull his head back up in protest, eyes locking with his as you feel the insatiable need growing between your legs.

“No more teasing,” you whine, and you swear you see something snap in the back of Kidd’s mind as his eyes glaze over.

“So impatient,” he says condescendingly, reaching down to pull at the waistband of your panties and sliding them down your legs. “I let you make a mess of my cock with that bratty little mouth of yours, and now you think you get to demand me around, hm, angel?”

You fight the urge to snap back at him by biting your lip, and thankfully he grabs onto the back of your legs and presses your knees towards your chest, his eyes dropping to your glistening cunt now that it was spread before him.

“Hold your legs for me,” he commands, and you do as he says so he can reach down and stroke his cock a few times, the bright pink tip weeping with anticipation as he brushes it through your wet folds.

You both hiss simultaneously at the contact, and Kidd pulls his eyes away from your core to give you one final warning glare.

“Gonna fill this tight little cunt with my cock,” he growls, “Is that what you want, angel?”

You’re sure you look absolutely pathetic as you nod your head frantically, but that seems to be the response he was looking for as he shifts his hand back to your hip and presses himself into your warmth. The stretch of his cock has you choking out a moan as your back arches, your head pressing impossibly further into your mattress as his pelvis connects with yours.

You’re grateful he gives you a moment to adjust to his size, but when his own impatience gets the better of him and he snaps his hips into you the first time you feel a tear prickle at the corner of your eye. The slight sting only lasts a split second, however, and you feel yourself clamp around his girth as he increases his rhythm and begins fucking into you with abandon.

Kidd’s grunts and your moans echo into the darkness, accompanying the sloppy slapping sound of your skin against his, everything adding to the arousal you feel deep inside you.

“Fuck, angel,” Kid groans as he leans forward, bringing his face closer to yours as he shifts his hips to a different angle. The next thrust has your vision going blurry as the tip of his cock presses against your cervix, your legs starting to tremble as you feel the knot in your core tightening at an impossible pace. 

But before you can tip over the edge, Kidd growls deeply and pulls out of you completely, eyes trained on you as an wicked grin spreads on his lips.

“Not yet.”

The sound that leaves your mouth in protest makes his grin grow wider, and he reaches over and balls up the underwear he had pulled off of you and shoves it into your mouth.

“Shut up and get on your knees,” he commands, pulling back from you and flipping you over onto your stomach, bringing down a palm to your ass cheek as you struggle to lift your hips up into the air. 

Kidd snickers as he sees your shaky legs and slaps your ass one more time before helping you, wrapping an arm under your hips and pulling your ass into the air in front of him. He then reaches forward and grabs your shoulder, pulling your back to his chest and moving his hand from your shoulder to the base of your throat.

You feel his cock pressed between your ass cheeks and your brain goes fuzzy, desperate to feel him back inside you. You whine when he lines himself back at your swollen entrance, again tracing lazy lines through your folds to tease you.

“You don’t get to come until I say so, got it?”

Another frantic nod is all he needs before he’s balls deep inside you again, and the slapping sound is intensified from this angle as Kidd sets a brutal pace from behind you. Your moans are muffled by the underwear in your mouth, and now with Kidd grunting right in your ear, you struggle to maintain your composure as he fucks you relentlessly.

Every pump of his hips sends a wave of pleasure through your body, and each time you clamp down around him you hear a pitch change in his moans. After what feels like an eternity of teetering on the edge of an orgasm, Kidd brings his hand down to find your clit, the gentle circles he draws around it a harsh contrast to the force of his thrusts. 

“You wanna come for me, angel?” His question sounds so innocent to his previous commands, and you desperately pray he doesn’t deprive you of release again.

You try to answer but your labored breathing combined with the underwear make it impossible for you to make out a word. Kidd notices and reaches around to clear your mouth for you, bringing his fingers back down to your clit as you cry out from the overstimulation.

“Yes, Kidd,” you whine, “Please! Please, please, plea-”

Kidd’s hand around your throat that was still holding you in place tightens, cutting off your words as he nuzzles his face into your neck.

“Come for me, angel.”

The words themselves sound euphoric as you arch your back and lean into Kidd’s thrusts, your pussy spasming around his length as the most intense pleasure washes over you. You screw your eyes shut and let out a guttural moan, feeling your body shake from the combined force of your orgasm and Kidd’s continued thrusts. As he rocks into your velvet walls he feels himself tip over the edge as well, digging his teeth back into your neck as he shoots ropes of thick cum into you. His own orgasm nearly makes him collapse forward, but he braces both of you with one of his arms and rolls you both onto your sides, his hips still rocking into your warmth as he begins to go limp inside you.

You feel Kidd’s chest still pressed against your back, both of your breathing labored as you two both come down from your mutual high. When you are able to open your eyes again, you turn around to face Kidd, who in turn wraps his arms around your waist and pulls you flush against him.

You smile sleepily up at him as he leans down to kiss you, the feeling of his lips on yours starting to feel more and more familiar every time. After a few moments of comfortable silence, you pull back from the kiss and look up at him, his eyes filled with adoration as they look down at you.

“So, you think that makes up for the cost of the jewelry?”

Kidd rolls his eyes before grabbing your chin and pulling you in for another kiss, this one harsher as he bites your bottom lip playfully.

“I don’t know,” he croons, keeping his face close enough to yours that your noses still touch. His eyes twinkle with mischief as he moves his hands down to pinch your decorated nipple lightly, earning a giggle from you. “We might have to extend the payment arrangement.” 

You giggle louder as he tugs at your other nipple, nuzzling his face into your neck as he lets out a light chuckle of his own. “I think that can be arranged.”

I made myself blush while I was writing this so I hope you feel the same while you read it!! I'm thinking about making this into a mini series and making a Killer x reader side to this AU, lemme know if you would be interested in reading that :3

if you liked this, I would love it if you liked and reblogged to spread the love <3✨come say hai :3✨

Do not copy, repost or translate.

[thes0lstice]

This came to me suddenly when I was eating.

The Bakusquad is sitting around Sero’s room, just hanging out. Bakugo is laying on Sero’s bed, Kirishima, Kaminari, and Sero are playing video games, Mina is laying in the hammock while scrolling through her phone, and (Y/N) is hanging off of the foot of Sero’s bed. It was quiet, minus the sounds coming from the game Kirishima, Kaminari, and Sero were playing. When Kaminari loses to Sero and Kirishima is killed, he breaks the silence with a random question.

“If you weren’t a hero, what would you be? I’d be a house husband.”

“A gym trainer.”

“A dancer.”

“Whatever it is, I’d be number one.”

“Maybe a tattoo artist?”

“A disappointment.”

“…….”

“……”

“……”

“……”

“……”

“……”

“You okay?”

(A/N: Sero just gives me tattoo artist vibes. And maybe a piercer. I think the MHA mob au fan art is to blame for this.)

[sunsetskylane]

Some July recommendations from me to you, because I've been reading some absolute beauties:

*i was a king (under your control) by aaaaaibou

When Ivy looks up from his phone - he was trying to distract himself, looking at lip jewellery - he’s greeted by a man in a mask, his pale mouth the only thing Ivy is able to see of his face, and now he suddenly understands all those other comments. More importantly, he remembers one in particular: "vessel can come across as a lil weird, but he’s a chill guy! great piercer, wonderful tattoo artist, have no idea how he works through the mask, but he always does a great job. i highly recc going to his shop, the vibes are excellent. i go there to get all my stuff done, and his boyfriends really nice! you’ll get over the mask." Yeah, if the mask wasn’t doing something for Ivy, maybe.

i know how we got here (give in again) by deerie

“I know,” III says regretfully. “I understand it’s a big leap of faith, considering what just happened to you. But—” III pauses here, and he watches as III turns to stare at his friends outside— “but II and I have already done this for Ves. We could do it for you too, easily.” This could end so badly, he thinks, but the worst thing that could happen to him has already happened.

*open your heart by Anonymous

“Tell me what?” II asks, softly. “That I love you.” II blinks, and it takes him a second to realise that his eyelashes are wet. He reaches up to curl his fingers around Vessel’s wrists, gripping on tightly as though it’s the only thing holding him upright. “I love you, too,” he says, voice cracking, and then he’s pressing forwards again, crashing their lips together, “I never stopped loving you. Christ, we’re both so stupid. Come here.”

**& More by phantomxanthem

Vessel takes his job very seriously - most people, whether they recognize it outright or not, NEED Sleep, and who better to bring Sleep's power to those people than Vessel? Of course, Sleep is very literal. Vessel works for Sleep Token Mattresses & More. Or: Vessel and his coworkers in different departments are great at their jobs and great friends to each other, but a new hire could shake things up. For better or for worse is yet to be determined.

*in all my dreams i drown by by aaaaaibou

Vessel's just coasting through life, waiting for... something, to happen to him. For him. Then he finds Two, and then Three, and finally Ivy; his family, the ones he's going to protect forever, the people Sleep decided are his. And he's theirs, too. Or, the story of how Vessel meets the other members.

**when i open my eyes to the future by deerie

He peers down the street and sees a post office, a couple of small shops, and a pub. The difference between the city where he has an apartment and this village is stark. Sam comes out of the shop nearly ten minutes later with a cardboard travel container of drinks. He laughs at something someone inside says and IV wishes – gut-wrenchingly – that he had anything left in him that could feel the way Sam looks right now. He feels like a husk of a person, and he wants – he wants that. A man follows Sam to the threshold of the entrance and says something to Sam that IV can’t quite make out as he opens the car door. He keeps the shop door open with a cocked hip, and IV sits up to get a better look at him.

IV, burned out from his corporate job, visits his friends for the summer in the idyllic village where they live. He's expecting to get his head put on straight, not that he'll find love in the last place he expects it.

Maybe the real treasure was the crits we rolled on the way by unworthyhands (dickenstein)

On a short break from their 2023 concert tour, the boys finally gather at Vessel and II’s house and get into the next chapter of the lore-packed Dungeons & Dragons campaign they’d had to put on hold. Will they successfully navigate the ambitious quest to cut short the rampage of an unleashed deity, wake up Her worshippers, and restore order to the kingdom? Or will the evening be a Critical Fail?

gravity by ancientbygones, crackedmask

He is alone until he is not.

*part of a series/with a prologue that I also highly recommend! **unfinished

[princessbrunette]

5lbs of pressure rudy is giving piercer!jj vibes and i need to suck his dick immediately. -🌸

ooooo i see it ! i have him down as dealer!jj more in my mind <3

[gncrly]

MEET MATTHEW PARK

FULL NAME: matthew park.

FACECLAIM: park seohom.

GENDER: cis man.

PRONOUNS: he/him.

HEIGHT: 6'3"

AGE + BIRTHDAY: 26, march 25, 1997.

DISTRICT: lakeridge

OCCUPATION: piercer/tattoo apprentice

POSITIVE TRAITS: adaptable,

NEGATIVE TRAITS: careless, impulsive,

AESTHETICS: wearing sunglasses after getting a hangover, always sketching in a sketch book, walking home at 3 am

abandonment tw

BULLET POINTS

he's the younger brother to ophelia and daniel park.

he has abandonment issues due to his parents, rip. they're very much still alive but his oldest brother raised him basically due to them not being around a ton.

he's very much like lip gallagher except the whole being a genius thing, he did pretty poorly in school.

he has a knack for drawing, which is what he always did in class rather than listening and learning hence why he wasn't the best at school.

matt definitely gives the whole i don't care vibes off, and kind of annoying about it. definitely a pick me type of guy.

[georgiapeach30513]

I finished DJ again last night for the I don't know how many time and it's always so good each time 😭 I know people criticize Laurie, but for the vibe of the show, it really fits for the show itself. DJ really is his best piece of acting, in my opinion, and it's sad that we'll probably never see him again in a series like that. I think it's where his acting abilities really come out to shine, when he can character build and show different faces in the same project span and grow. Chris can really be a phenomenal actor! I want like 12 more things like DJ. He is soooooo good!

Not to say he isn't good movies, like Snow Piercer and Puncture. Top Tier. Captain America I feel had more of the nostalgic pull and comic fans, but he was still good. I love Steeb.🥹 (My opinion, don't hang me crowds!!) I personally really loved Before We Go. I feel like he character built from a blank slate across the whole film and it really just worked for him. RSDR is all the Ari aesthetic look...and I agree. Ari is a top character, but the film...😬 Same thing with Ghosted. Top character, but the movie....😬 and same with Lloyd. I loved his character and he killed it, but the movie felt...off to me. I wont ever rewatch it, even if I had netflix again. I just like Lloyds scenes. 🤭🙈 The exception to this rule is Knives Out. Ransom is a wonderful piece of his to watch AND the movie when he's not in it is wonderful. I went to theaters to see it the first week and I forgot that I was there for Chris' character. I haven't watched PH because I don't have Netflix, so that one I'm leaving out.

Basically, this is a love post for Chris and his craft and he deserves more credit for where it matters and where it's due. He just needs to pick better pieces. 😭

I randomly watch DJ all the time. Just turn on a few episodes. Especially when I’m sick I find myself going to watch DJ. Hey, I have said their lack of chemistry works for DJ, it’s not me. In fact, I still Laurie had someone else. The whole time I was waiting for that to be revealed. But i agree, this was some of his best work, and I love that he did that. He took a risk, and challenged himself. And while critically or awards wise it might not have panned out, but it’s still my favorite.

Knives Out is an incredible movie, and just think Chris pushed for that role. He went to Rian to let him know he was interested. he wanted that role, and he made it happen. I want him to find that passion again. KO was the last movie I watched with my brother. He was not a fan 😂 he said it was too damn long.

Thank you for sending this in, anon! We love to give Chris some love for his work!

[visualjyushi]

body mods list: mika + the oddballs edition!

* reference for my shu/mika-focused tattoo artist/piercer enstars au

i have terrible memory so this list is for my reference, but i figured i'd post it w/ some notes if anyone was interested in my thought processes <3 feel free to ask me abt any of them bc i am very (coughs) passionate abt body mods if it wasn't obvious. if ppl like this, i may make other posts for other characters that appear in the au.

Mika

he has 13 piercings and rei did most of them! shu has obviously done most of his tattoos but he has some done by the other members of the shop!

piercings: paired nostrils, septum, right eyebrow, navel, snake bites, tongue, two sets on his earlobes, and a secret 13th piercing (will be revealed at some point in the fic hehe)

note on paired nostrils: they were his first facial piercings! when he first got these done, he got an amber gem in one and a lapis in the other to help him feel better abt his eyes

note on snake bites: he always wears rings in his lip piercings bc studs feel weird in his mouth (me when I’m projecting)

butterfly tattoo on the left of his neck - done by leo!

butterfly on his abdomen; placed so his navel piercing looks like the body of the butterfly! - also done by leo!

tattoo over his top surgery scars: monster-like mouth with spiky teeth across his chest - bc he so would have a creepy tattoo, this was also his first tattoo by shu!

acanthe-inspired half sleeve of flowers on his right arm

shu’s flash designs sprinkled across his arms: winged votive monument, antique teddy bear, porcelain marionette doll

pink/purple gummy bear tattoo - by chiaki! in a blank spot on his arm in between shu's works

Shu

she has a lot of ear piercings! she was wataru’s first client when they were under their piercing apprenticeship and many of their first attempts at ear piercings were done on her! she also has many tattoos, almost completely covered in them, but she is careful abt preserving the life of them on her skin, usually always keeping them hidden from the sun.

20 piercings across both ears: 8 starting from her lobes up to her helix (cartilage) on each ear, a rook on both sides, daith on left side, and tragus on the right!

she also gets another piercing that is revealed later on in the fic...

sternum tattoo of roses - done by kuro!

mademoiselle tattoo on her upper right arm - bc I must always reference madonee somewhere in my aus hehe

big back piece of a biblically accurate angel - done by leo!

valkyrie (as in the figures in norse mythology!) piece on her left thigh - she tattooed this on herself! since shu is trans fem in this au, I thought it would be perfect for her to have a powerful feminine symbol tattooed on her, and what better choice than to also reference her unit name!

silly little minimalistic croissant on her inner right ankle - a tattoo she got when she was out drunk with the oddballs one night in her early 20s

two sleeves of ornamental designs that include hearts, flowers, and lacey details - this style of tattoo gives off a more feminine vibe due to its intricacy, which i felt was perfect for trans fem shu. the decorative style also reminds me of the architecture in old churches and museums so it felt very shu-like to me! also blends into a frame around her madonee tattoo

Rei

i wanted to give him some more intense mods, like *scarification, since he is one of the characters that has been in the industry the longest! and i think rei has a complicated relationship with gender in like a neurodivergent way, feeling very masc but more like a creature rather than a human (me wanting to keep the vampire thing he got going on in canon), so i wanted his mods to convey this! i also hc he's had many piercings in the past but he's retired a lot of them, so he doesn't have too many anymore.

*note: since this can look pretty gnarly when initially done, i do not recommend looking up images if ur squeamish! so quick crash course for those who don't know: it is basically the removal or branding of skin into a pattern or design. it's like the cousin of the tattoo! the skin is typically raised in these places once healed over, thus creating a scarred design on the body!

stretched labret - he has a 0 gauge black stone in the middle of his bottom lip!! (roughly the size of a dime)

stretched ears - decently big at about 1 inch or 25mm

also a couple helix piercings on both ears

little bat tattoo over his heart - meant to symbolize ritsu since he cares for his little bro so much!

both arms mostly covered up in black ink - cover up for some terrible tattoos he got/was forced to get when he was younger

dark lettering that wraps around the sides and front of his neck - a tattoo font that looks like intricate black ink line work at first glance but actually says "demon king"

tattoos outlining the skeleton of his hands

maybe some other tattoos but i haven't decided 100% yet

scarification: a cross on the right side of his face - bc rei's old hairstyle revealed this part of his face more, he wanted to get smth there, but now it often hides behind his bangs

split tongue - one of my personal faves for rei

Kanata

he hears a piercing being named after a seashell and is like "wataru i have to get that!!!" wataru also did his ear piercings while under their apprenticeship with rei :) bc of sensory issues, i hc kanata would not want a lot of piercings. since he's very laid back, i do think he's the type to get piercings/tattoos just bc he thinks they're cool!

basic lobe piercings and conch piercings on both ears - w/ jewelry that look like sea shells!!

tokusatsu themed tattoo sleeve on his left arm - chiaki did this sleeve!!

fish gill rib tattoos - similarly to rei, i think kanata doesn't Really see himself as completely human either due to a complicated view of his own gender!

marine life themed tattoo sleeve on his right arm - just several colorful fishies and other creatures he likes!

little chibi cthulhu on his ankle - by izumi!

big octopus tattoo on his left hip - wraps around his thigh and torso bc it's so large

Wataru

they love being symmetrical, so a lot of their piercings are in pairs! all in shiny white gold and/or blue-hued gems. rei also did a lot of their piercings which is how they met!! they're not as big on tattoos, bc they can't sit still for too long!!

piercings: angel bites, cheek piercings, surface anchors beside the eye on both sides (ref), basic lobe piercings, two helix piercings on each ear, navel, paired & centered eyebrow piercings

note on eyebrow piercings: i love the placement for these (i actually have these piercings) as they sort of resemble a clown look and wataru is my silly little clown!!

tattoo sleeve on left arm of flowers and doves - by shu ofc! and she complained every single time wataru moved even a single inch lol

Natsume

he likes meaningful piercings! i write him as trans masc in this fic, so most of them are gender affirming in some way. also put a lot of magic theming into his tattoos!

piercings: stretched septum, septril, navel, tongue, nipples, small stretched earlobes, industrial on left ear, helix piercing on right ear

note on stretched septum: usually only wears a plug in this one, so it's not noticeable from the outside! this piercing symbolizes his journey being on hrt bc he got his septum pierced the day he started hormones <3

note on septril piercing: his jewelry top is a pentagram (ref) since this one can look a little confusing, here's a great vid by a very knowledgeable piercer explaining how it works!

nipple piercings - i hc that hrt made natsume a lot more comfortable in his body, so he decided to pierce his nipples instead of get top surgery! we love trans ppl reclaiming their comfort in their bodies in this house

font tattoo that says "sweet magic" below his navel

crescent moon tattoo behind right ear & star tattoo behind his left

trail of black sparkles and lime green smoke twisting around his right arm - this tattoo goes all the way down to his hands and some of his fingers

death tarot card tattoo on upper right arm - shu did this one :) ! this is also symbolic of his transition!

love potion tattoo on lower right arm

cyber sigil heart tattoo on lower back - I guess this is what the style is called, it looks kinda y2k inspired. sorry, I really wanted natsume to have a tramp stamp leave me alone.

also cyber sigil heart tattoos framing his knees - probably his most painful tattoos!

[insomniac-jay]

I got Lina and Patti hcs, because fuck it, we need more yuri

They first met in first period English class when Lina first transferred and became fast friends

By the end of the week they had started thrifting together

We give Patti so much shit for not picking up on Lina's feelings, but Lina literally overthought every little interaction between the two and became a stuttering mess every time Patti gave her so much as a "good job at practice today, Lina :)".

They get married in 2018 and take a month long road trip for their honeymoon.

Important to note: Lina has a very goth/punk wardrobe, and Patti is one of those earthy black girls. Literally the dream vibe

Patti was the first person Lina told about starting a band.

Lina is a piercer, Patti works at the same library as Ben and does hair on the side.

Patti's younger sister does tarot, and her older brother is a nail tech

Lina has two younger brothers (like 8 years younger)

[rigginsstreet]

was gonna fuck around and write a valentine fic that involved toni piercing fps ear cuz that just seemed like the more realistic approach but now im thinking its funnier if i have it be archie

[spicyspiders]

Hear me out... Eddie with a glamrock aesthetic boyfriend. Eddie has the metal vibe, but this guy... Queen, David Bowie, Elton John, Abba, any 70s-80s classic rock you can think of, he's in love with it

I didn't really put much glamrock aesthetic in this, but the reader does have his nails painted and wears tight pants, so maybe that counts? This was heavily inspired by the nose piercing I got earlier today, (I was all excited to get it but I kinda don't like it lol rip) and I do want to give a little warning cause Eddie gets a little jealous.

When an idea came to your head, you would constantly think about it until you did what you had in mind, or you moved on to something else. This time, the idea was to get your nose pierced. 

“I’m not saying I hope your piercing closes up again, so you can bleach your hair,” you sent Eddie a glare, “who am I kidding, that’s exactly what I’m saying,” he finished quietly to himself. This wasn’t actually your first time getting your nose pierced, you had it done years ago, but had to take it out because of your old job. In your moment of anger after the piercing closed up, you thought of the great idea to bleach your hair. It was a dark time, but it’s how you met Eddie. 

“Bad hair day?” Eddie asked after you accidentally bumped into him and dropped the hair dye you were holding. 

“How can you tell?” You asked, a sarcastic edge to your voice. 

To answer your question, he pulled down the hood that guarded his hair. You weren’t sure what it was supposed to look like, but it certainly looked like an angry bird had created an even angrier bird’s nest. “It’s okay, you can laugh.”

“So I can fuck it up again and fry my scalp in the process?” You asked. 

“You looked cute!” Eddie proclaimed, loud enough that the person on the opposite side of the street turned around to glance in your direction.  

“Shut up, Eddie,” you said, not even trying to hide that what he said brought a smile to your face. You glanced at Eddie, noticing the smug look on his face, “you better wipe that look off of your face,” you warned, the smile still on your face. 

“You know how to make me, babe,” Eddie said. He placed one of his hands in yours, lacing your fingers together. The two of you walked silently the rest of the way to the tattoo parlor. 

You left the tattoo parlor in the same way you entered. This time though, it was with one side of your nase aching and a suspiciously silent boyfriend. 

“What’s wrong, Eddie?” You asked, lacing your fingers together again. It didn’t take too long to get the piercing done, but it was already night when you walked out the door. “Are you mad at the piercer because he stabbed me?” You asked. 

“I’m mad at the piercer because he was all over you,” Eddie grumbled out. 

You sent him a confused look. The streetlights along the sidewalks back to your car did their best to illuminate your path, they also did their best in showing how pissed off Eddie currently looked. 

“He kept complimenting your nails, and you practically wanted to rip your pants off!” Eddie sneered. 

You had to turn your neck away and cover your mouth to hide your snicker. Eddie had a knack for the dramatics, but he was completely valid in his feelings. “You did do a good job at painting them,” you held up the hand that was currently holding Eddie’s to look at your nails which he had painted black just a few hours ago. “And my ass does look nice in these pants, don’t they?”

Eddie pulled you off the street and into an empty alleyway and pushed you against the wall, “I’m the only one that gets to rip your pants off,” he growled. 

You smirked at Eddie, and wrapped your arms around his neck, “is that so, big boy?”

Eddie let out an angry little huff before pressing his lips to yours in a harsh kiss. The kiss made your nose ache when Eddie’s nose pressed against the hoop in your own, but you didn’t pull away, only let out a light moan when his tongue ventured into your mouth. 

“Let’s go home, big guy,” you said when the kiss ended. As you stepped out of the alleyway to continue to your car, Eddie trailed behind you like a lost puppy. 

[lovemeian]

seijoh 5 inky thoughts—

not me headcanoning crap just because i have so many thoughts on men with tattoos, like. yes, sir. you’re right. you’re absolutely valid and right.

iwa calls you ‘doll’ + issei calls you ‘pretty girl/boy’ + tani’s an absolute sweetheart <3

masterlist.

tattoo artist!oikawa— an absolute flirt. biggest revenue of their shop is his instagram and wild thirst trap posts of his artists & piercers. has on sense of personal space or ‘privacy’ when it comes to them; they’re flexed arms + serious expression is free real estate. always booked to the brim months in advance, likes doing colourful works; dainty but intricate pieces are his speciality. talks you through the pain, very chatty, very flirty. it’s kinda hard not be attracted to him while your in his chair because he’s charisma is just wild. king of terms of endearments and praises— “breathe through your nose, pretty baby, you’re doing so well for me.” and like, he smells sweet and soft? like fresh laundry? and sandalwood and lavenver? and he’s so close that if you don’t end up simping for the man, i applaud your self control. & if you both vibe well and are comfortable with each other, mans might actually kiss your hand and end it with a wink.

tattoo artist & piercer!iwaizumi— mate, if your mouth doesn’t water the minute you come for your appointment idek what’s up. i just. see this black muscle shirt, sweatpants, and his face curled in concentration when he’s bent over you like sir, how rude for my poor heart. his arms flexing to control the machine, and he’s so close, he smells like fresh shower and musky body spray that mingles with sweat soon because its hours later, and he flexes and smiles at you, half apologetic about his state. but! also kind of baby powder??? if that makes sense??? and despite his very gruff stature, his voice is very calm and low like, if you’re scared and it’s your first time getting tattoo or pierced— “it’s okay, look at me. just look at me. you’ll be okay.” won’t call you pet names unless like, it’s sessions later and he’s gotten closer to you that he greets you with a smirk and a, “so what’s it this time, doll?” WOOF. his work is prided more on the critical details. takes lesser bookings because he does a lot of big or intricate pieces. incredibly patient and bonds well with his clients that if you’re down to be friends, the best (sexiest) friend to have.

piercer!makki— likes getting tattoos than giving them, but he’s an absolute joy to have as a piercer. will test your mood and make jokes to ease into the scariness of it all. breezy flirter, it’s just how he is. very casual with it, that even uses the most obnoxious petnames like ‘aye, honey bun, what’s up?’ ANNOYING but adorable. if he’s concentrating, then you’ll see his pierced tongue and if he catches you looking, man is winking, going, “like what you see, huh? can’t blame ‘ya.” annoying, but super cute— that’s his entire brand deal. will take so, so much care in telling you how to deal with aftercare so you don’t get it infected. likes recurring customers and is just so at eased that you just. . . relax right back. unconsciously draws circles on your skin while he hums while he works. he smells like coffee. just. fresh brew. and some fruity, minty candy that he’ll probably offer you if you’re too panicked. distracts you when the piercing’s about to go, like, will do one-liners like an idiot to keep you distracted.

tattoo artist!issei— ah. the sexiest tattoo artist you’ll probably meet. ngl, very intimidating even before you’re booking lol, his slots are at the oddest fucking hours that people wonder if his ass is an actual vampire from oikawa’s rude photos— sexy tol man in black clothes and so many silver accessories and smirks? to having a slot at 12am?? are you okay sir?? but his office is nice, superiorly wipe-cleaned from top to bottom, some moody rock song or croony jazz one, playing in the background. his odd hours are usually easier for him, because he’s a night owl. despite it, theres a long list of clients wanting to booked, always need to be months in advanced because he takes the fewest slots. he does more intricate, thick pieces. from pattern tattoos to really big ones. every single tattoo is worked on damn near for hours because he likes jotting as littlest of the details as possible. issei smells like body spray, gum, and kind of the really fresh humidifier smell shshsh, and lightly of smoke and leather. he can do long stretches of silence, sometimes humming along to the music, but will chat with you if ya wanna. he’s just more. lowkey. will call you ‘pretty girl/boy’. if a session gets really late, he’ll probably walk you to the station/bus stop? if you’re ok with it.

piercer!kyotani— poor bby, he looks intimidating, but he’s so soft and patient. it doesn’t help that some people piss him off— makki or oikawa — so you may sometimes hear him shouting, half growling when he slaps on latex gloves. and he looks so serious, listening to how/where you want your piercing, and the minute he speaks— answering any questions or the like, his voice is low and calm, and you can see how patient and knowledgeable about it he is. he would make you choose the songs to play, not back-biting on how much it might hurt, and to tell him immediately if anything feels wrong/too painful. his aftercare notes after are bulleted pointed, and telling you his number/social media is always free in case you have more questions or how the healing is doing. he’s the most concerned about his clients, asking for updates, and feeling satisfied from another satisfied customer. he’s actually such a sweetheart, best piercer this block of the gang.

made by lavi <3

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[bonny-kookoo]

Under Your Skin (JJK x Reader) | 🔞

Pairing: Tattoo Artist!Goth/Punk!Jeon Jungkook x Secretary!Shy!Reader

Genre: Tattoo artist!AU, Badboy x Sweetgirl AU, Idk what else

Tags/Warnings: Ultimate goodboy Kook, He looks grr but is actually sweet, shy reader, smol reader, Kookers is WHIPPED, Also a tease, Dom!Jungkook because how could I not, Sub!Reader, Babygirl!Reader, Its not heavy on the whole ddlg-stuff but yeah they be having some vibes y'know, don't come @ me don't I'm not forcing you to read it lol, anyways moving on, because smut, yes I mean it's my content, and yall nasty admit it, slight hair pulling, manhandling also only a little, oral (f & m receiving), praising, mentions of emotional and physical insecurities, but Kook be supportive so we good, back to the nasty, body worship yes pls, biting, fingering, because why not, protected sex because we keep it clean in this household, light-hearted sex, kook being a romantic goof, yeah I think thats it?

Summary: Jungkook looks like absolute trouble; like one wrong look could set him off, and turn him into an absolute murderer. But oh well, ever heard the phrase 'Never judge a book by its cover'?

A/N: you might have noticed me only putting one emoji up top. I have decided to from now on only mark my adult fics with emojis (which is basically almost every single one lets be real). Also; stop reading my fucking fics if any of the tagged/warned things make you uncomfortable. I'm tired of everyone clowning in my inbox telling me how disgusting ddlg/smut content is. You can't even tell me you 'read it by accident' because that's why I'm always putting the cut underneath my fics =) so pls go finish preschool and then we can maybe shake hands. Maybe not. Covid and all. Yeah.

On the outside, Jeon Jungkook seems like absolute trouble.

He's working at a tattoo and piercing studio, dresses in all black, clattering chains and heavy boots always alerting everyone around of his presence. His long black hair is never truly tamed, his nails painted black, and his face expressionless most of the time. He's a talented artist and well trained piercer, always visiting conventions to keep up with the newest trends, styles, and equipment there is. He takes his job seriously- and is proud of it, knowing that he had proven his family wrong by now. They had been worried about him; especially his mother had scolded him that he shouldn't throw his time away trying to make it in a world of art many had already failed. But last year, he had finally invited them over to his rather nice apartment, showing them that he was living a good life, with nothing to really worry about.

Jungkook had made it.

Well, not quite.

Because as of currently, Jungkook had a new mission, a new goal.

"Ah, Jungkook!" You say, eyes sparkling as you smile at him when he enters the shop he works at. You had recently started to work there as well, since Taehyung was absolute shit at keeping files in order and track of schedules. You hadn't applied for the job specifically, that's at least what his coworker had told him- he had known you prior already, and was aware that you had wanted a change these days.

And Jungkook had been painfully crushing on you ever since you started.

"Your schedule for the week is already here- I uhm.. didn't put it on your desk cause, I didn't want to intrude your space and all.." You say, giving him a small black booklet where you always noted down his appointments. He appreciated it a lot- knowing how much of a hassle it could be to move dates back and forth just to somehow make it fit. You always made sure that he had enough time in between multiple daily pieces in case something took longer or less so you could make sure to be able to move things accordingly. You didn't want him to get overworked, you had said. He had smiled.

"Thanks- and you can go inside, no problem." He says, and you nod. "I know you don't make a mess, like someone else here." He says, hinting at Namjoon, who was known to be quite clumsy- yet a mastermind when it came to designing pieces he struggled with. Jungkook stayed at your front desk for a bit, making you tilt your head a bit, as you tried not to stare. He always took so much care of himself, you would have had to be blind not to see how attractive he actually was. But then again, you didn't get your hopes up- after all, he was nice to almost everyone around. "You've never been in there, right?" He asks, and you shake your head. You haven't been in his space at all- too scared to invade his privacy and making him upset in the process. "I mean- you got time right now? I can show you around." He casually tells you, and you look at your computer screen in front of you. Everything had been filed for today- so you probably had a bit of time to spare.

"Sure." You said, taking your phone and standing up from your chair, making sure to lock the pc so no one would accidentally make a mess out of your tabs. Or worse; close them. God knows all hell would break loose.

Jungkook had to really force himself not to let out any noise as you walked next to him.

You were so tiny next to him.

He wasn't that tall to be honest- with Namjoon and Taehyung both taller than him, he knew he was average at best. And for the longest time, he'd had a thing for tall girls, all elegant and confident. He still liked their aesthetic, yes- but now that he spotted you, he could really see the appeal of having a shorter significant other.

You were so cute.

You carefully stepped inside when Jungkook lifted the curtain that was used instead of a door, surprised to see how.. organized everything was. A little.. off- some things seemed to be randomly put somewhere, but in general, it seemed like everything had their proper spot. "I like to have it like this." He comments, and you nod your head to that, finally spotting his tattoo-gun. It was made out of purple steel- polished, and changing its hue depending on how you looked at it. It was absolutely beautiful, even though you had a rather limited understanding of these things. "Was a present from Taehyung last year." Jungkook says, sitting down on his chair. "I never asked- are you inked at all?" He asks, leaning backwards as you stand there a little awkwardly. "You can sit down somewhere, don't be so tense." He chuckles, and you look around, before you sit on the stretcher across from him. You shake your head, and Jungkook isn't surprised. Your pink converse sway back and forth as you sit on the stretcher, legs too short to reach the floor anymore as you rest your hands underneath your thighs; hem of your dress revealing more of them than he can usually see.

"I don't have any tattoos yet, but I've been talking to Namjoon about it." You said, and Jungkooks saliva tastes a little bitter at that. He doesn't want to pout or give away that it's bugging him at all that you're not talking to him about it- but he fails miserably. "Namjoon actually said I should talk to you about it, since the style I want fits you best." You say, and he can't hide his smile, bunny teeth on full display as he leans forward a bit.

"You'd let me tattoo you?" He asks, and you shrug, before nodding. "What do you have in Mind?" He instantly asks, not even bothering to hide his excitement.

If only you knew that it's because of you; and not just because he's gonna be the first to ink you.

You've both agreed on a design you want, and Jungkook can't deny that he thinks it's absolutely perfect on you.

"Are you scared?" Jungkook asks you as he prepares everything, his sweater's sleeves rolled up, revealing his own body art to you, as well as some bracelets; one that you recognize as the wooden-bead bracelet you had gifted him last year for his birthday. It was weird to see him wear it.

"I.. no. Just nervous." You say. "I'm worried I might cry and make a fool out of myself." You say with a laugh, and Jungkook chuckles, placing a reassuring and warm hand on your upper arm.

"It's fine. I've seen grown man cry like kids on this stretcher before." He casually says. "Don't worry; I won't think any less of you just because of some tears." He says with a smile, and you nod, turning your head to look at his room's walls instead; covered in drawings, sketches, and pictures of finished works he was most proud of. "Do you want anything to hold onto?" He asks, as he starts to shave the skin of your thigh to make sure he can work as best as possible. He's so into his work, so concentrated on doing everything perfect, that he doesn't even take much into account that you're laying in only your panties and oversized sweater; skirt neatly placed on a chair in the corner of the room, to get it out of the way.

"It's fine" You mumble, although you really want to. So instead you curl your fingers around the fabric of your sweater- something that doesn't go unnoticed by Jungkook, who decides not to comment on it for now. He simply throws the one-time razor away as well as the tissues used to clean your skin, before he carefully places the tracing paper onto where he seems fit.

"I think it would look great right here." He says lowly, carefully removing the paper to reveal the lines he's gonna trace with his gun in a few minutes. "You wanna look at it again?" He asks, and you shake your head. "Alright." He says, before he gets up and walks out his room; only to return with your small squishy and round unicorn plush that's usually sitting on your desk. "To hold onto." He winks, and you chuckle at that.

Jungkook really pays attention.

"So, Taehyung has told me you're a bit younger than me." Jungkook says to start casual chit-chat, trying to help your nervousness as his tattoo-gun starts to buzz to live. "Only a Year if I remember correctly." He says, and you nod.

"Yeah.." You say, and can't hide your dissapoinment flooding your voice. Jungkook, until now, only had relationships with girls older than him. He's even said before that he just likes having someone older than him around- which made you even more nervous around him.

"You sound upset about that." He chuckles, and gently holds onto your thigh as you jump a bit when he first presses the tip of the gun down. "Sorry. I'll be gentle." He lowly tells you, and you swallow.

Not the time Y/N, not the time.

"Uhm.." You say, fingers digging into the squishy plush in your hands. "I.. there's someone I like, but he.. only likes older girls, so.." You say, and Jungkook glances at you. You're already interested in someone? He continues to trace the lines, wiping afterwards to get the excess ink and blood off. "But I mean, then again I don't think I have a chance with him anyways." You chuckle, and Jungkook can't help but shake his head. Even if you're interested in someone else, he shouldn't let you have thoughts like that.

"Highly doubt that." He says. "If he doesn't see you, he's blind." He tells you, and you giggle, glad that he's able to make you feel a bit better about everything. "I'm serious." He says, and you nod at that, watching his inked arm flex every now and then as he draws with absolute concentration; black facemask hiding half of his face. You can see the way his eyebrows furrow, eyes fixated on his work as he moves with absolute routine. "Do I know the guy?" He casually asks, before he dips the tip of his gun in the tiny pot of ink again.

You don't know what to say.

He looks at you for a second, and decides not to dig. "You don't have to tell me. Sorry if I seemed nosy; didn't mean to." He apologizes, and you shake your head to let him know its fine. It's quiet for a moment afterwards, only the buzzing of his gun and your occasional whine of pain. "Sorry; it'll hurt a bit more now since I'm getting close to your inner thigh- that's always a little more sensitive." He comments, and you really hope he doesn't pay much attention to your panties.

When you can see his eyes stick to them for a second, you really want to just disappear.

He doesn't comment on it though. What is he suppsosed to say? He really doesn't want to make you uncomfortable, and considering that you already have a crush on someone else, he doesn't want to get himself in too deep as well. He simply works away, finally finishing the thin and delicate outlines of your piece- the first step, before he will see you again for color and shading. He finally connects the last line, and doesn't think twice about what he says next.

"Good girl."

It takes a second that feels way too long for the both of you to register the words, and Jungkook quickly occupies himself with turning off his gun and cleaning up your skin and his workspace to get the awkwardness out of his room. You try to instantly stand up, but his palm holds onto your leg- silently ordering you to stay put, which you do. He rubs something over the piece, before he gently lifts your leg to wrap it. "I'll give you a bottle of lotion for it. Leave that bandage on for.. I'd say until tomorrow morning at least. Afterwards, apply the lotion everyday to help it heal properly." He lectures you with a gentle voice, before letting you sit up.

"Thanks." You say, grinning eagerly at the now hidden artwork on your leg. Jungkook chuckles.

"We're not done yet, but I'll take it." He says. "I uh.." He starts, as you jump off the stretcher and go to take on your skirt. "uhm, you up for some fast food?" He asks, a bit hurried, before he can chicken out again. And he hates himself for a moment, because you had literally told him just half an hour before that you already had interest in someone else. But maybe you were too innocent to get his innuendo, maybe you wouldn't get that he was asking you on a date-

"Like a date?" You ask, and he really wants to hit himself.

"I mean, if you want it to be?" He says, swallowing as he averts his gaze, a sight very weird. His hand runs through his hair, chain around his neck and piercings on his ears clattering against each other and making sounds as he moves, his combat boots nervously tapping the floor a little. "It doesn't have to be.. I know you're already-"

"I'd love to." You say however, now fully dressed again, as you grin with your bright sparkling eyes.

And Jungkook feels like he's won the lottery.

It's your third time laying on Jungkooks' stretcher like this- waiting for him to work on your art, finishing it today. But the energy is different.

Things are different between you two in general.

After some casual movie dates and rounds of overwatch, Jungkook had admitted to you that he had a crush. It was rushed, while he was driving, so he didn't have to look at you and instantly get hit by your reaction. But then, you had told him that you felt the same- and the two of you agreed to let things process from then on. Whatever would happen; you would let happen.

And Jungkook was starting to flirt with you.

It was a little weird to get close to him like that. While everyone seeing you two was a little taken aback- with your dresses and skirts, and colorful and almost childish personality, he seemed like the absolute opposite- quiet, all dark and dangerous while carrying your milkshake so you could put your phone away into your purse.

"Alright doll, let's finish this." He said with newfound enthusiasm, winking at you as you laughed at his demeanor.

"You seemed more excited than me!" You say, and he chuckles. "You're really desperate to have me gone?" You say in a playfully upset tone, and he simply huffs out a breath, before cockily looking at you for a second.

"That's not true." He says. "I'd just rather have you laid out somewhere else than in my studio, that's all." He casually says, and you shut your mouth at that, cheeks red as he laughs at your cute display of embarrassment. He routinely prepares your skin, before he starts his gun. "Too much?" He asks, and you know he's not talking about the pressure of his ink filled gun on your skin.

"No-" You start, and he now seriously speaks to you, voice a bit muffled through his facemask.

"Please tell me if I ever make you uncomfortable." He says. "You're not upsetting me if you tell me I'm going to far." He says, and you nod, knowing that he now needs a proper answer. Jungkook is way more attentive and romantic than people may think he is. He's a gentleman pulled out of a dictionary- careful and gentle with you, and always keen on getting to know you for you, and not for the person you like to portray yourself as. He wants to know what you like, what you don't like, what you dream of, and what you hate about yourself.

"Don't worry- I will." You say, watching him work on your skin. "Jungkook?" You ask, and he hums a reply to let you know he's listening. "Is it okay if I sleep?" You ask, and he chuckles.

"Didn't I tell you not to stay up for too long before I left yesterday?" He teasingly retorts back to you, and you pout at him- with no hard feelings behind it. He had left last night after eating with you for dinner at your place; and he did indeed tell you to go to sleep a little earlier since he knew you would have an early shift today, opening up the store. "I'm really tempted to say no." He says, eyes now on your skin again as he dips the tip of his gun in a pot of color. "You know, as punishment for not listening." He mumbles, and you almost don't catch it.

Almost.

"Jungkook?" Taehyung stands in his doorway, finally finding him sitting at his desk. "Oh?" He says in a surprised tone, spotting your sleeping figure on his coworkers lap- head resting against the inside of his shoulder, with your arms around his middle.

"Yeah?" Jungkook asks, not at all shy or fazed by the fact that Taehyung is looking at you. "What is it?" He asks again, as Taehyung smiles, giving the younger man his small booklet that you usually give him every morning.

"Nothing left for today." He said. "Just wanted to tell you good work and send you home." The older one explains, zipping up his own jacket. "Guess she'll be coming with you?" He asks teasingly, but Jungkook doesn't bite the bait at all.

"Yeah. Don't burn the house down while we're gone, you two. " He says, slipping the booklet into his pocket before he pats your back. "Come on doll, let's go home." He tells you, waking you up at least enough to put on your shoes and lead you out the store to his car.

He buckles your seatbelt as the engine comes alive, radio playing its tune softly in the background as he drives you home. "You awake doll?" He asks, and you nod your head, turning towards him with barely open eyes. "You haven't had anything proper to eat today, so I'll make us some ramen at my place, ok?" He asks, and you nod, before your eyebrows scrunch up. "What is it?" He chuckles, and you now grow more awake.

"Wait- but if we eat at yours then you're gonna have to drive me home late." You say, and he shrugs. "Noo, Kook, what if you crash the car because you're sleepy?" You tell him with a whine, genuinely concerned for him, as he has the audacity to laugh. "Kookie, it's not funny I swear to god-!" You say, and he apologizes.

"I mean." He starts, casually dropping what he had wanted to ask you for a couple of weeks now. "You could always just stay over." He tells you, and you look at him, meeting his gaze at the red light he stops at, his head turned towards you for a moment until the lights turn green again.

"We.. would have to stop at mine so I could get some stuff though.." You mumble, and Jungkook looks at you with newfound enthusiasm, setting his turning lights to enter a different road.

It's in a parking lot that you first unintentionally confront him with your biggest insecurities and flaws.

You've tripped over a stray stone you didn't see laying on the ground, leading you to fall onto your hands and scraping your knees open. Just like any normal human being, you dust yourself off, instantly hoping that Jungkook inside the shop hadn't seen you fail at something so basic as walking. You had carried some of the items you two had bought into the car while also returning the shopping cart while he had payed- and by the look on his face, he had definitely seen you.

He wasn't laughing, or hiding his grin, or anything alike. He looked concerned, taking his card back from the cashier before walking out the store, jogging towards you, who sat in the open trunk, ready to get laughed at. Even though somewhere deep in your mind you didn't think he would, past experiences had led to you now having that fear, no matter with whom. "Are you okay?" Jungkook asks, looking at you as he squats down to take a look at your bleeding knees. He reaches into one of the shopping bags, taking out a water bottle and a pack of tissues, before he wets it, one hand holding your leg by the backside of your knee, while the other carefully cleans the small wound. "You gotta be careful Baby." He chuckles a little- nothing like the laughter you had expected.

"I'm fine." You say, not looking up at him.

"It's okay to cry, you know?" He says, and you stay quiet, trying not to breathe too much as you desperately hold them back. "I won't laugh." He promises, deciding not to look at you as to give you a bit more space.

"People will stare though.." You quietly murmur towards him, and he finishes his job, before he goes to throw the now used tissue away in a nearby trashcan. When he returns, he's taking his jacket off, the item way too large on your form as he throws it over you, pulling the hood up as you look at him for the first time since your little accident, eyes sparkling with unshed tears when he pulls the sides of the hood towards him a little. "There." He says, a reassuring smile on his face. "Now no one can see you but me." He tells you. "And I will never, ever, laugh at you." He promises, and pulls your head against his chest, as you start to let go.

He really hates to see you cry- but he's glad that you're letting him in enough to let him see you this way.

Jungkook is frustrated.

He tries not to really show it, because he doesn't want to blow up in your face like that, but then again, you're kind of the reason he feels the way he does. Because even though he thought you both had a genuine connection, you're yet to let him touch you.

And not just hugging and holding hands.

It's not that he's impatient- its because he knows you, at one point, wanted him that way as well. But something happened, something he didn't notice, that made you take ten steps backwards from him. You seemed to be retreating, giving up, and he has no idea what he had done to make you react that way.

As far as he knows, he had done everything right.

But then he sees them; the messages sent back and forth between you and Hana, a returning customer at the shop- well known to flirt with everyone around here. Jungkook himself had actually considered hooking up with her once a year back, simply to make her shut up, but then again, he wasn't into one-night-stands. And she had never truly been his type anyways.

'Ah yeah, just re-schedule that then, I don't mind at all! Just make sure we have enough time together, since we haven't had time to catch up on things recently, if you know what I mean.' She had sent, a week ago; exactly the timeframe you had started to distance yourself. He knew he shouldn't look into it, but then again- this was his business too. He had the right to know.

'Sure? I can give you an appointment at around 4 PM then, so you'll be the last one. Would that be okay with you? Again, sorry for re-scheduling on such short notice.' You had written, and Jungkook can't decide if you had been oblivious to her implication (which was bullshit), or if you were simply too polite to call her out. But it's the next messages that make him fume.

'Again, no troubles. As I said, I only care that its Jungkookie, I don't really trust anyone else with my body that way ;). 4 PM is perfect, you guys still close at around 6 PM right? He's got skilled hands, I'm sure we don't need much more time, if you know what I mean.' she has the audacity to write.

But its your answer that makes him fume.

'Good to know.'

"Jungkook?" You say, looking at the screen, as you suddenly dash forwards, trying to shut the screen off- as if that would make any difference. But he catches your wrist with ease, holding it in his palm as he looks at you.

"Do you think I'm sleeping with her?" He asks, and you try to escape his grasp; and he lets you, staying at your workspace however as he keeps you locked in place with his gaze. "Y/N." He urges, making you look away from him.

"It's none of my business." You say, shrugging. "I.. No, it's-" You start, but he cuts you off.

"No, finish that sentence. 'No' what?" He says, and you've never heard him talk like that.

"I just.. didn't think you'd.. do that." You meekly say, murmuring it as he tilts your head gently upwards to look at him; his face now more relaxed as he softly smiles.

"That's good that you think that way." He tells you. "Because I don't do that at all." He says. "She likes to start drama all the time- was probably bitter I turned her down so much. You know what?" He suddenly says, turning towards the screen as he clicks to change the account, opening his own Inbox as he starts to write an E-Mail.

'Appointment is cancelled, be glad I'm not suing you for defamation. JK.'

"Jungkook-" You say, trying to get him not to send it- but it's already gone. "Why would you do that? Just because I misunderstood?" You whine, and he chuckles, shutting down the system as he looks at the clock, signaling that it's closing time.

"No." He says. "But because I don't want her around anyways, and this gives me a proper reason." He tells you, ruffling your hair as he looks at you. "You coming?" He asks, and you nod, taking your bag and coat before following him out the shop.

In the car, you finally speak up. "Jungkook?" You ask, and he hums out a reply. "Do you.. think I'm attractive?" You ask, and he clears his throat at the unexpected question.

"I- what?" He asks, unsure what you mean.

"Just.. Namjoon said, that he thinks you.. see me as a friend only? Because I'm nothing like the girls you dated before.. If I misunderstood something here then Oh my god-" You start to ramble, and Jungkook laughs suddenly.

"You think I'm not into you?" He asks, and you shrug. "Of course I want to fuck you doll." He casually comments, and you can't help but feel your cheeks redden. "Wait- did you really think I didn't?" He asks, face showing genuine horror as he looks over at you.

"I mean.. you never really initiated anything so I thought.." You started, and he groans out.

Thank god you're staying the night.

"Looks so pretty, does it?" He hums out, palm running over the tattoo on your thigh, delicate lines and well-placed shadings complimenting the colors perfectly. "You know why I love it most?" He starts, hand suddenly gripping the flesh for a moment, before he pulls you closer on his lap by the small of your back. "Because that's mine." He says, before he leans in, placing an open mouthed kiss against your pulse. "The ink that's under your skin, the design, the idea-" He mumbles against your skin. "And the body it's drawn on." You whine at his tone, dark and low, as he urges you back and forth on his clothed thigh- your panties suddenly feeling uncomfortable. "Isn't it like that, baby?" He asks, and you nod, furiously, and he chuckles. "Hm, you seem out of breath baby.." He grins at you, like a predator.

"Jungkook.." You whine, not knowing what you're asking for.

He wordlessly moves, helping you lay down on his bed before he crawls over you, his lips instantly attached to the skin of your neck, hands helping you out of your dress wordlessly, as he can't help but let his gaze linger on your body for a moment. "I can't believe that-" He says, pulling off your overknee socks. "-you'd ever think of yourself anything less than perfect." He says, placing a gentle kiss to the colorful image now forever placed under your skin by his skilled hands. He continues to display his affection over your skin, wandering over your stomach up to your chest, where he playfully bites just above your breast. He struggles with the front of your bra for a second, unsure how to open the undergarment without breaking it, as you help a little; letting them spring free. But only for a moment.

Because in the next, he's got them in his hands, palms gently moving over them, feeling their softness as he groans. "You're so sweet." he comments, as he finally kisses your lips, smile interrupting him every now and then. "So soft." Another kiss. "So delicate." Another one. "And all mine, yeah?" He asks, and you nod, smiling as he grins back, the expression making him look so young and carefree you can't help but wonder how anyone could ever think he's a bad man.

He's anything but.

He's so careful touching you, so delicate in moving his palms over your skin, as if its the most divine thing he's ever felt. He's still smiling, as if in a trance, while he can't stop kissing you. Your hands move into his hair- way softer than you thought it would be, and he groans into your mouth at the feeling of your fingers running over his scalp.

There's no urgency in anything he does.

He slowly moves again, hands opening your legs for him as he sits back on his heels, playfully pulling you closer by the backs of your knees, making you giggle. "You sound so sweet baby." He tells you, innocently, as if he's not currently placing his hand onto your center, ring finger collecting your already leaking wetness before he spreads it, moving his thumb over your most sensitive bundle of nerves while his ring finger enters you slowly. You whine at the feeling, not enough to get you as riled up as you'd like to be. Also; this is the first time you're genuinely experiencing foreplay. You don't know what to do- and Jungkook seems to pick up on that. "You good?" He asks, and you nod.

"I.." You say, breathless as he tilts his head, smile still present on his lips. "What should I do?" You ask, as his eyes widen.

"You?" He wonders, before he stops for a moment. "Don't tell me- this is your first time?" He asks, now genuinely worried he might've gone too fast.

"No.." You admit. "But uhm.. no one's ever, like.. you know, what you're doing.." You say, and that's when it clicks for him.

What kind of guys did you date before him that never gave you any attention like this? He's upset by it, but also weirdly cheered on by that simple fact; it gives him even more reason to make sure you'll get the most out of it. "Ah, I see.." He humms out, letting another finger stretch your entrance for him. "..well, I'm not like that." He explains, before he moves, face now close to your center- and you're unsure what he's going to do. "Trust me." He says, mumbles out, before his tongue places itself flat onto your clit, licking painfully slow as you move your hands over your mouth, trying to keep your noises in. "nuh-uh baby." He scolds, free hand pulling yours away. "Let me hear you." He demands, before he places his mouth back where it was.

Your mind is completely blank at this moment, the only thing you can really concentrate on being Jungkook, working you up so quickly you feel dizzy. It's new, and it's a little weird- but it's more than anything you've ever experienced before. And it brings you towards your end so suddenly you suddenly gasp out, back arching off the mattress as you grab at the sheets below, one hand grasping for Jungkooks, who lets you ride out your high to its fullest. "So pretty." He comments after wiping his mouth with the back of his hand, smiling at your blissed out state.

"Kook-" You say, moving as you sit up, less shy now that your brain is still clouded by pleasure.

"Ah- you don't have to." He tells you, but you shake your head, and he lets you. He slips out of his clothes, finally bare, and you would've taken time to look at all the different pieces of art decorating his body- if it wasn't for his cock, red and ready in front of you. Usually, you would've let your insecurities and doubts get the best of you. But this was Jungkook. And you wanted to really believe that nothing you would do could ever be judged by him. So there was no hesitation as your hands reached out for him, gently moving, before you took him in, your lips wrapping themselves around his tip, before you moved downwards, fitting as much as you comfortably could. Meanwhile, Jungkook himself was steadying himself with one hand on the mattress, while the other was buried into your hair, his own head thrown back as he closed his eyes.

Of course he had fantasized about this every now and then; but he had never thought you'd actually be comfortable doing it. And even if- nothing he could've imagined would've ever compared to the real deal happening. There was something absolutely mindblowing about the way that you handled him, your sweet and pretty presence looking so divine doing such a sinful act with him. He had to pull you off by your hair, gently, because any more, and he would've been a goner. "G-Good god baby." He chuckles, pushing you a bit so you were on your back again, reaching for his bedside table to search for a condom. "I swear to god if I- HAH!" He tells you in victory, hands making quick work of opening the foil package and wrapping the safety over his length. "I swear I would've run out butt naked to buy one if I wouldn't have found this." He says with a grin, making you laugh.

"That's weird." You comment, and he chuckles, entering you slowly as to not hurt you, his breathing labored as he still kept the lighthearted energy going.

"You think?" He asks, and you nod, giggling as your eyes close, the feeling of him filling you up too good to keep them open. "Hm no." He said breathlessly. "Would've probably put on some pants maybe." He says, before he starts thrusting. "Doesn't matter if it means I'd get to fuck you." He says, and you giggle again.

"Kook!" You scold him, and he still continues to thrust into you, exhaling forcefully as he kisses your neck.

"What?" He whines high pitched as if to imitate you.

"Be serious!" You tell him, but can't help your own smile either.

"Oh, why though?" He says. "We're making love, not war baby." He whispers into your ear, and you still laugh at it.

"I can't believe you!" You complain playfully, moaning out when he suddenly thrusts with more force, obscene noises now interrupting you two as he picks up his pace, clenching his jaw.

"And-" He starts. "I can't believe how fucking good you feel." He presses out, hand now reaching between the two of you as he brings you towards an earth-shattering orgasm, making you mewl as you can feel yourself bursting. "Good girl!" He praises, watching as you squirt all over him, his own orgasm hitting him soon after as he grunts out, finally slowing down until he stills completely, his mouth attached to your neck to place gentle kisses and teasing bites near your pulse point.

"I love you." He mumbles out, and your eyes sting.

Because yeah, you love him- you absolutely do, but hearing it from him, hearing it in such an honest and warm-hearted tone, having this final proof of his own feelings towards you, makes you emotional. "Baby, why're you crying?" He chuckles out of breath, wiping your tears as you smile, and finally look at him with glossy eyes.

"Cause I love you too." You say. "So much."

And he can't help but grin at you.

You really are the sweetest thing.

You watch as Hana walks out of Taehyungs studio, arm wrapped up in clear foil as she walks towards your counter, pulling out her purse. "Taehyung agreed on 345." She says, until Taehyung yells another number out of his studio, making her eyes roll. She wasn't supposed to come back- but Taehyung had agreed to finish her piece at least. "Alright, here you go." She says, watching as you counted the money. "Does Jungkook work today?" She asks, and you nod. "I'm just gonna go say hi then. You can finish the receipt yeah?" She says overly sweet, and you're about to tell her that Jungkook doesn't want anyone entering without his permission, but he's already walking out his studio, black sweater and silver necklaces on full display as he walks towards you. "Jungkookie!" Hana exclaims, but her face drops almost chomically as she watches Jungkook walk up behind you, placing a kiss on your bare shoulder as he looks over it onto your screen.

"Oh, looks like I'm done for the day. You need anything Hana?" He asks innocently, one hand on your desk while the other rests on your chair behind your back.

"I- just wanted to apologize for uhm.. the emails. I didn't know you'd read them." She says, and you slowly close all programs, while Jungkooks humms out something.

"Yeah, I figured." He says, before he shakes his head. "As I said, I'm letting it go. No hard feelings." He says, shrugging, before he walks towards his studio again, stopping in his tracks for a second. "Ah, baby, can you text Jin-Hyung and ask him if we can come now? I'm actually starving I swear." He says, and you nod with red cheeks, pulling out your phone.

"Huh." Comes from Hana, as she takes the receipt from you. "I honestly.. would've never thought." She mumbles, before she simply leaves, without any more words.

Yeah. You would've honestly never thought either.

(c)Bonny-Kookoo. Please consider supporting me on Ko-Fi.com/bonnykookoo. Thank you for reading.

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Kuroo With an Alternative GF

Characters: Kuroo x AltGF

Type: Headcannon

Warnings: None, I don't think so at least. (SFW)

Request: Hello hun 🖤✨

Could I request something for Kuroo with a Alt girlfriend.? Crazy hair color, tattoos, piercings, big eyeliner etc. Do you think he would like a girl like that.? How would their relatives look like.? Sfw and nsfw version if you can/want 🖤 @kami9910

Requests: Are open!

A/N: I HOPE YOU LIKE IT !

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SFW:

He isn't someone that judges by looks, it's more actions speak louder then words

The second he saw you trying to coax a cat out of a box with some food, he was sold

An late for work but who cares?

When he got towards you, that's when he REALLY noticed

The striking hair, clothes, piercings, tattoos

He was super jealous and intrigued all in one. But then he saw the orange kitten, an melted

"Hey, ugh, need help?" "Oh yeah, Ive been feeding him for the past week. I can't take him back to my place, cuz of my dog." "I'll take him."

He called in that day, an you both went back to his place.

After about a week of talking, an getting to know one another..he asks ya out

It was an interesting date, he took you paintballing

An from there it was history

NOW

HE WOULD HELP WITH DYING YOUR HAIR, GIVE OPINIONS (if asked.. or not asked) ABOUT WHAY COLORS WOULD LOOK GOOD AND IF YA SHOULD DO A RAINBOW OR A HIDDEN RAINBOW

would be so fucking fascinated by how you do your eyeliner, an your hair "Do.. does it hurt though? It's right on the eyelid, ONFG YOUR GOING TO POKE YOUR EYE OUT!"

Can't watch you put any kind of false lashes on, or even contacts etc. He.. makes him uncomfortable

(but he still stands there with this face. 😦)

Now he doesn't have a type by any means, or at least he THOUGHT he didn't have a type. Till Kenma came in, an pointed out that he normally had huge crushes on ALT women.

If anyone ever said anything negative about you, oh boy

OH BOY, YOU BEST HOPE YOU CAN DRAG THIS MAN AWAY

OR AT LEAST PRAY HIS FRIENDS ARE WITH HIM, BUT EVEN THEN

Hinata, Bokuto, Akashi etc. All took a liking to you almost immediately. So if they are with y'all when shit GOES DOWN

Just call the cops.. an pray.

"Dye my hair.." he would ask 24/7, was always told no, since his job didn't allow colored hair

BUT TATTOOS

Huge baby when he suggested (an got) matching tattoos with you

(this could also be my fantasy cuz Kuroo with.. tattoos.. omfg.)

He would try to copy you in style, but he just kept to his usual suit and tie.

His hair was already as styled everyday, Hinata still calls him a Rooster for fucks sake

Overall, he wouldnt judge nor would he care if you dressed the way you wanted

An if anyone said anything? Like.. look at him, he a sweetheart but he is kind of intimidating.

Ain't NO ONE going to say shit when he is around

Would be very protective, even though he knew you could hold your own. He was still someone that didn't want you to handle something on your own

He was the team captain in HS for Volleyball and he did a damn good job

Buys matching outfits he sees on the web, matching shoes with spikes in it. Wore a fucking choker once

Buys you outfits all the time, to the point you had to tell him to stop. Cuz you still had 10 other outfits you hated even worn once, an he just came in with two new pairs of shoes and five new outfits

Gives suggestions for tattoos, once drew something for you to get tattooed and then changed his mind cuz "It wouldn't go with the vibe"

Holds your hand (though youve done this a million times) when getting piercing or tattoo

"Give me your hand, it's okay sweetheart.. you got this, remember breath"

That piercer or artist just looks at him 🤨 "Okay you ready?" "She ready, baby you got this"

FUCKING COLORS YOUR TATTOOS IN

You've called asleep before with him coloring them in

(I did this with my mom and grandma etc. Tattoos growing up along with my dad)

"Would you draw some tattoos on me?"