#cant wait to make some tattoos too 👀

[amorfista]

[WIP] "Shenanigans at the beach"

The Dad Batch (and Omega) deserve a day of blissful relaxation, I don't think there's anyone out there who wouldn't agree!

While Tech is taking the best nap of his life [Part 1], Omega and Wrecker joined efforts to make the coolest sand-Tipoca city there is out there!

But hold up just a second...

-"Hey Wrecker, look!"

"...now wouldn't it be a shame if someone was feeling extra mischievous today?" Omega thought to herself. Turning to her left, lips pressed in a smile, she discovered Wrecker mimicking her expression. Apparently, he had just read her mind >:).

Tech had felt such peace, such safety that he had fallen into a deep slumber, further fueled by his usual lack of sleep.

Tough seldom wrong, today he was.

Because at this moment Tech was, in fact, in grave danger.

...TO BE CONTINUED!!

[Part 3] [Part 4]

(Acknowledging the lil' banner for a fraction of a second, it's just something I'm testing out and would like some feedback if you'd be so kind to give it :)) I'll probably make it just a tad bit more refined and (possibly) include the members of the Batch appearing on the post? but I might just randomize it for fun too. Thank you for taking the time to read this!!)

OKAY SOO. I decided to post these two drawings that I completed a few days ago because:

- once again i deadass couldn't wait anymore💀

- I have decided to make as many "beach episode" themed drawings as I can during the summer (and fall if we get there cuz why not) so i'll just post them as I'm done with each of 'em! I have SO many ideas for it and I want it to be a big project and not some sketches as I had initially planned. I want to make it WHOLESOME and HEART MELTING!! Whenever I get burnt out or need some fresh air I'll draw other things, probably still within the Star Wars theme because the brainrot is real🤓, but just letting you know in advance because AAAH!! this is a big thing for me and I want to share it with you guys because love is all you've shown me and I want to reciprocate 💕 🥺 

- and last but DEF NITELY not least I want to celebrate thAT I REACHED 300+ FOLLOWERS TODAY!! AND ALSO 1000+ NOTES ON MY OMEGA DRAWING??!! IN LIKE NO TIME TOO!!? WHAT THE FRICK. THANK YOU SO MUCH EVERYONE!!

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[pandorasfavorite]

Mind if I have some smut involving his tattoos cause why the hell not since him being on WWE tattooed 👀

Specific Fascination

Kinktober Day 14: specialization

AN: I havent proof read yo, but his tattoos make me mhm

Dominik has made it a habit of getting tattoo's, all over his body, even in places that only he and you would be able to see. Domini's tattoos really turned you on... to the point your stuttering and hiding your blush from him everytime a tattoo appears on his skin. Dominik noticed your weird behavior when he showed you his tattoos, he thought you didn't necessarily like the thought of needles. Yet his excitement when he got a new tattoo was too hard to contain, he just had to show you every inch of skin that is tattooed until you break.

Your in your pajamas at this time of night, with no bra and loose clothes, sitting up just waiting for Dominik to come home with a new tattoo that he cant wait to show you. You took the time in bed covered by the blankets as an opportunity to prepare yourself. You say exactly what you are going to say in your head over and over again until you can only remember the conversation you constructed. The front door clicks open and closed and you hold your breath unintentionally, closing your eyes and willing yourself to remember what you will say.

He walks straight through the bedroom door; his large smile spreads across his face when he sees you; "Mami, you didn't have to stay up for me". He walks over to your side of the bed, and sits next to you; he leans forward to press his lips to yours as a greeting, his hand cupping your face. He pulls back with the softest slime, his eyes seeming to gleam with adoration. "Then I wouldn't be able to say goodnight to you", you reply back to him with a shrug and a sweet smile yourself, Dominik always lightening you up. Without warning Dominik starts lifting up his shirt past his head, slipping it off. Your eyes follow his own hands, every inch of skin being revealed right before your eyes, his chest on full display.

Finally, the tattoo is revealed; smooth against his skin, your words get caught in your throat and your eyes fixate on the area. You swallow harshly, your mouth going dry and you feel your pussy start to throb from between your legs. Dominik sits in silence with you, watching your face; misreading your reaction. "Do you not like it?", he finally asks the question that's been eating at him, he holds your hand in his, waiting for you to snap out of it. You close your eyes for a moment taking a deep breath; nearly scaring Dominik half to death, "No no... I swear I love it!", you open your eyes and squeeze his hand in yours.

Dominik isnt fully convinced based on the pained look on your face, your eyes dart back down to his bare chest and red skin from the tattoo. You exhale, squeezing and rubbing your thighs together to settle yourself. Dominik glances down; following your every movement with his eyes. He watches the way your squeeze your thighs together, and he's just now noticing the same look in your eyes when he has you under him. Dominik's look darkens and he smirks, moving his body over yours, your head now laid back into the pillows and Dominik's body in between your legs.

"This whole time I thought you hated them, only to find out you like them more than me", he teases with a tilt of his voice, his hand roaming down to cup your clothed pussy; a strangled moan tumbling from your mouth. Dominik takes his time stripping you both of your clothes, his lips attacking your neck and plush thighs, his own cock throbbing at the new discovery. Dominik lets your fingers trail down his chest and arms, tracing the tattoos, you can help but suck on the skin, kissing every inch of his tattoos; Dominik groans and whimpers aiding you along.

Another kiss right along his chest makes his hips snap against your now naked body, his own body aching for release and warmth. "I can't keep going like this-", he pants against your skin, his eyes squeezed shut when your tongue runs along his smooth skin. Dominik gasps at the nibble against his skin, words fumbling from his mouth with no accord, "Touch yourself, baby.. fuck~", he watches your fingers slip into your cunt. A soft sweet moan paired with the wetness of your pussy. You whimper, your own fingers not nearly enough to make you feel good, "I cant- I cant, It has to be you" you whine out; pleading with him to take over, your fingers were nothing compared to the stretch of his.

Dominik nods along, “Okay..okay baby”, slipping past his lips endearingly; not strong enough to say no to you. Dominik pushes two fingers inside of you, your pussy clenching and soaking his fingers, your hips pushing up slightly to feel him deeper inside of you. "Spread your legs wider, let me see you mami", his two fingers still pumping in and out of you with a dirty sound, his cock harder than ever, and his patience wearing thin. Dominik rubs his cock along your pussy, your arousal gathering on his tip; he shudders and nearly thrust all the way into you if it wasn't for his restraint. "You're really not that innocent are you?", the tip of his cock just brushed against you barely, teasing you.

You grip the sheets beside you, frustration laced across your face, "fuck me or get off", you grit out beyond needy; his tattoos scattered and flexed. He doesn't move, his dick prodding at your entrance; your grinding was barely enough to stimulate your need for him inside of you...stretching you out. "Try again', he says; eyes piercing and his muscles flexed, his arms and tattoos calling for you to touch him. Dominik pulls back only an inch, his own hand pumping his cock and his groans getting louder; your punishment until you try again. "please~", your voice cracks and tears brim your eyes from irritation. Instantly Dominik pushes inside of you, his cock stretching you and filling you up, the feeling of him deep inside of you so hot.

"You must really like them, baby, your soaked", his cock so deep inside of you he can feel you already him completely, down to the base of his dick. Dominik groaned at the sight when he looked down, his dick sliding in and out of you, slaps and moans ringing through his ears. The sweet sound of you moaning made his stomach turn and his hips rut into you faster; needing to feel your cum around his cock. His pace makes your stomach flutter and legs shake, feeling as if your eyes are rolling into the back of your head; the pleasure instabiable and deriving. "You can barely speak, so cute mami", he uses the headboard for support, his tattoos and muscles prodding in your face, your cheeks flushing and pussy fluttering at the sight.

"Dom", you reach to touch down his chest, your fingers sliding down his body again, the sight alone makes you tremble beneath him. You say his name again, feeling the same pool of pleasure consume your body, "I know me too, me too", his eyes slipping closed for a second longer before he watches you cum on his cock, your pussy tightening, "Do you see what you do to me?", he whines, dick twitching when he cums, filling you up and pushing you to your limits.

[salamandergoo]

hello again! i hope you had a wonderful past few days. I had another stoncy thought: Jon and Nancy both have matching hand scars after everything that happened at Jon's house in season one,right? well, i mean Steve was there for all of that too, he was a huge part of that whole night, but i cant decide if it would be romantic or too odd for them all to decide that Steve should have the same matching scar. i have this vision in my head of Jonathan holding him,kissing his neck, as Nancy cuts his hand. "oh Nance, his heart is beating so fast." or maybe better yet they all get small matching tattoos low on the soft skin beside their hip bones. any time they are in a crowd, they just have to wrap their arm low to pet above the others' clothing and they know the touch means i love you, and i can't wait to kiss this tattoo later.

Ohohohoho I love a little bit of fucked up kink. Blood kink/knife kink stuff is 👀 to me. Steve being breathless as he sits between Jonathan and Nancy, Jonathan’s arms tight around his waist and lips pressed to his pulse point. He’s got all the markings of a masochist, loves pain mixed in with his pleasure. Maybe Jonathan’s got a hand down Steve’s briefs as the knife presses against his palm.

Nancy likes the feeling of control, it gets her heart racing too and she can’t help the way she grins, sharp as the knife in her hand. She drags it across Steve’s palm, slow so she can draw out the moment, digging deep enough that blood blooms around the blade… it’s hot against Steve’s skin when she pulls the knife away and nearly spills over onto the sheets, but Nancy catches a bead with her thumb. She holds it up and eases it into Steve’s mouth and his cock jumps against Jonathan’s palm as he tastes the sharp iron of his own blood.

Nancy guides his bloody hand to her chest and tugs it so he smears blood from her breast to her belly, marking herself with his blood. Then she guides him by the wrist to reach back and cup Jonathan’s cheek, smearing it on him too. They’re bound by something that goes beyond words, marked by the very life that runs through Steve’s veins.

It heals nicely, leaving a pale scar that matches his partners, but every time he leans on it while it’s healing, feels that spark of pain, he feels it deep in his gut too, remembers how he was held and kissed and fucked.

The tattoos are Jonathan’s idea. He’s on the line between high and sober one night and tells Argyle he wishes there was something more than the scars. He loves the way it connects them, but a part of him is a little sad because he worries Steve might feel like an afterthought because of how much time passed between him and Nancy and then Steve’s cut. And Argyle is like “well there’s more than one way to draw blood, my man” and the idea sparks in Jonathan’s head.

He can’t stop thinking about it, about ink drawing blood. He’s not much of an artist, not like Will, but he can throw together little sketches. He thinks about that night, how Steve came back for them. How he saved them and turned over a new leaf, his first step in becoming the man he is now. That night was so many things to all of them.

So he draws the bear trap. Then he thinks about how he threw the lighter. And he adds some flames in the background. And then he remembers the nail bat, not that he could ever forget it. Forget the grim determination of making it, the spark of desire and the sheer relief that came from watching Steve wield it. So he adds a few nails scattered under the trap.

When he shows it to Steve, he’s immediately on board. Somehow, Jonathan knew he would be. Showing Nancy is what he’s less sure about. But she’s on board too, maybe they’re all adrenaline junkies now, searching for the next thing to get their hearts buzzing, but Steve is all too eager to drive them into Indy.

He’s already got a tattoo, a little ice cream cone on his wrist, Robin’s got a matching one and they’ll press them together all the time. He knows a guy who has a little machine and ink and uses clean needles. He doesn’t ask any questions, just raises an eyebrow when Steve insists they all want them in the same spot.

Nancy barely flinches, Steve has to hide a boner, and Jonathan makes Steve and Nancy hold his hands so he doesn’t try to squirm away. It’s frustrating as they heal, Nancy and Steve have to remind each other not to scratch at the healing tattoos, but the ink settles and stands out.

Nancy loves to press her fingertips to her boys’ tattoos, to cuddle up close when they’re sweaty and naked and just touch the skin. Steve leaves hickeys below them on Nancy and Jonathan. And Jonathan loves to just look. He’s got a number of photos that just barely skirt past being explicit. As much as he loves the photos, he loves seeing them on his partners more.

[feral-teeth]

🖌, 🕰, 👀 & 🍂 for the ask game 🫶

🖌️- Do you have/want any tattoos?

I dont have any, but I love the idea of tattoos and i get sick of seeing and feeling things being on my body really easily (like watches or like temp tattoos) so idk if its the best idea for me? I would probably only get something very abstract or something i really love.

Attached are the marble tattoos i would get on my arms and legs! Like i imagine black or gold marble along my shoulder and down, cutting off where there woukd be patchwork tattoos (like a mix of spencer agnews and anthony padillas)

Heres the link to my tattoo inspo board :3 - its among all of the other boards in that folder

I also know that once i get top surgery i want to put like, something cool on the new free real estate on my chest once it heals - like a cool feral dog or like stitches or something cool. To represent how fucking sick and badass being trans and getting top surgery is. And also being a furry i need like teeth or something feral looking on me (i wonder where i got my username from lol) ik someone on insta whos trans and he has these SICK tattoos like paw prints on the palm of his hands and some other rlly cool ones!! His name is Fox i think? Hes a huge inspo for me and my furry journey/trans journey for a while.

Also a tooth. Cuz fuck yeah

The future of having patchwork tattoos on my arms when i get money for it… it keeps me going. I cant wait to look fucking HOT esp w black ink cuz i find it super hot and more aesthetic on me.

I remember there was a self-love influencer and she had two tigers on her belly, and i loved the idea of that and to appreciate my stomach more.

. I also love the idea of having angel wing tattoos cause i used to always imagine having angel wings and wrapping them around me when i was scared or needed comfort. So they would represent that comfort. I also imagined them like, dragging on the ground behind me sometimes, like my wings were too big for my body. I imagined them as like gold and red and w like splashes of bright colours.

🕰️ - What time is it where you are rn?

Well its 6:01pm as i start to write this - lets see how long it takes for me to post it lol - checking in its 6:26pm - now its 6:35pm - 6:40pm abt to post

👀 - what colour are your eyes?

Brown, but golden in the sunlight! I have an old photo that i love when i was in British Colombia in the car and the sun was shining so perfectly and i got a picture of my golden eyes. Its such a beautiful picture i might just find it and post it here after i answer this <3 also reminds me of a photo i took of the mountains out the window that was literally a perfect screenshot of the beautiful moment. It makes me miss my old instagram where i used to only post aesthetic photos i took 😔probs gonna make my personal account do just that now 🫡

🍂-whats your favorite season?

Fall always! I love the season i was born in (i heard thats usually a proven thought) and even tho its moving into dead winter, it feels like new beginnings and a clean, fresh start because school used to start for me around then and its my bday in fall too so its like new school supplies? Presents? Money?? Amazing. This will surely change my life for the better! And all of this ruin and pain will fall behind me cuz i have new clean fresh pens and a new journal and a new schedule i know ill just drop after a month ! (Digital planners saved me sm omg)

But i also love every season and the poetry and meanings and atmospheres they bring. I always get so sad in the winter, but that sadness and pain being surrounded by so much joy and brightness and christmas lights and a hazy glow makes a good contrast for poetry and your own depression so 🤷 spring is new beginnings. The contrast between winter and spring and meaning new life and the dead rotting and turning into something that helps the fertilizer grow is such a strong concept for me. Summer being so hazy in the heat with heat lines coming off of the sidewalk, your ice cream melting onto the hot pavement, making it sizzle. The sadness that summer can bring too. The heat and fun and sun that everyone seems to be having while youre stuck inside or watching them through a haze of your own, you want to break the glass between you and the others but its just too thick, so you just slam on the glass, yelling, hoping that someone, anyone can hear you on the other side.

Back to fall - Now my bday just makes me sad 😔 whats funny is that it usually still feels like summer when its my bday, so its like im still in that hazy summer, preparing for the winter and dead leaves on the ground that are pronised every year.

From this ask game - get to know me! 💖

[not-your-fucking-kacchan]

Zora Ideale Headcanon - (NSFW)

Zora headcanon (Tattoos)

Masterlist<3

Warning: nsfw themes, tattoo kink, mirror sex...

You were in your room, having just come back from a rather short mission, minding your own business when you decided to change out of your dirty ‘black bulls’ uniform and into a fresh set of pyjamas

Once you’d stripped down to just your underwear, you glanced at yourself in the mirror to view the markings on your skin

See, you had decided a couple days earlier because of an impulse decision to get some temporary tattoos made to last only a couple of weeks

You thought they suited you quite well in all honesty (slayy) but you weren’t quite sure about showing Zora yet - you didn't exactly want to spend the next fortnight with your legs spread

That plan was completely yeeted out the window lmao

“Hey, doll, where'd you put my...”

You were like a deer caught in headlights - almost completely naked and stuck like a wide eyed statuette as your boyfriend waltzed into your room without a single care in the world like the absolute sadistic moron he was - you didn't even hear the door open

He froze like a 2005 dell desktop when he saw you though, tattood in such flattering patterns...

Honestly, this man is such a slut for body markings

He very much wanted to bend you over the nearest surface right about now

"Oh? Look at you, all dolled up..."

His eyes wandered your body and your blush darkened to an alarming shade of red rivaling his hair

Snapping back to reality, you stumbled over your words "What-what are you d-doing here? Can't you knock?! And stop staring!" You could practically feel the arousal rolling off of him in waves

"I can't help it, you just look so delicious with those markings..."

He licked his lips as he made his way to you and enveloped you in a loving, passionate and hungry kiss which you had melted into

He already has you thirstin for him oh boy

As he dominates the kiss, his hands mapped out the curves and dips of your body, whereas your hand found its way to his hair and your other arm around his neck

You cant say you're surprised when one of his hands found its place resting on your ass tho

Your makeout session is going steady bearing in mind you're still both standing

His other hand definitely makes its way down your body, shifting your panties to the side slightly

"I've barely done anything and you're already soaked for me, naughty girl"

All you could respond with was moans and whimpers as you bucked into his fingers

When he started to finger you, all he needed was one finger and you were a keening mess in his arms - he knew all the right places to touch and exactly how to touch them

Before you came completely undone he withdrew his fingers from you and directed you toward the bed, instructing you to shed your clothes

"You want more, doll?"

How could you refuse honestly

As you waited on the bed, Zora had taken all his clothes off, discarding them into a pile somewhere and releasing his large length

Around seven inches - not quite as girthy tho, it's erect and flushed an angry pink at the tip

He sits on the bed on his knees and facing the rather large mirror you were using earlier and he looks you up and down and grins

"How about you come sit on my lap and face me, doll..."

You gotta do as you told gurl

Soft pants and moans filled the room as you sat on his lap and though he hadn't entered you yet, his dick was stroking at the walls of your labia

Zora is a tease 👀

He'd ground up against you and grabbed your ass as you wrapped your arms around his shoulders and neck

All throughout, he's captivated by the art on your skin

Enough is enough - he's too horny to even think straight and he looks into the mirror at your back as he lowers you onto his cock

God he loves the sight of you slowly taking his dick, especially all dolled up like this - it nearly drives him to orgasm then and there

Keening whines rip from your throat and you find your vocabulary limited to strings of curses and "Oh God, please..."

He thrust into faster, still staring at the reflection of you both in the mirror and grunting as you rode him

That sight did things to him he couldn't describe

Nipping your ear, he let out loud and animalistic growls and grunts as he fucked into you faster and faster

It felt like there was a knot beginning to tighten inside you causing you to moan his name and tighten your hold on him

"Fuck, Zora!"

"Heh.. Other way around, doll"

After a while your g-spot could only take so much abuse and he grabbed at the patterns on your back when you spasmed and came around his length, clenching and moaning his name

Your clenching around him felt like bliss and your walls hugged him perfectly, practically squeezing the cum out of him

When Zora came, he bit deep into the juncture of your neck and buried himself balls deep inside of you, pumping you full of his cum

The two of you stayed like that for a while before finally peeling yourselves apart and laying down together

"I love you Zora"

"..."

"..."

"I love you too"

He would defo be the big spoon after no buts

This was my first legit time trying smut so forgive me if it's bad but i'll get better in time, especially with a bit of constructive criticism...

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