#i feel like i blacked out

[virtue-and-beneviolence]

okay so, we talked about shuji reacting to a tattoo you got before but what about tattoo artist! shuji, ink and piercings decorating his skin

you come in for your session the first time to see him pull on his gloves, thin-rimmed glasses perched on his nose and amber eyes glinting as he pats the couch he’s sitting in front of; “get comfortable, doll, we’ll be here for a while,” he says, rolling up his sleeves

you can’t really see him as he puts the stencil on your back but you already notice then how hard it’ll be to keep your cool, with his long fingers pressing down along your spine and his low whispers of how good you’re doing for him in the quiet room

by the end of the session, you’re exhausted enough as is when shuji can’t stop himself from sending you a wink coupled with a playful smirk as he hands you his number “you know, if you have any questions you wanna ask before our next date~”

[don’t ask me where this is coming from, but I felt compelled to bother you with it <3]

Tattoo artist shuji is so ungodly sexy you're evil for this holly I'm in public, at a party and I can't indulge properly rn

imagine kicking yourself so! hard! for picking THIS artist of all the guys in the shop for this big backpiece. like, he does great work and you found him from his ART but why did it have to be Hanma motherfuckin Shuji that you had to take your shirt off for? he walks out of the private booth (probably resisting the urge to wink, but the twitch of the corner of his mouth makes the feeling clear anyway).

imagine having to call that attractive tall ass man back in his booth, laying on your shirt, extremely conscious of the side boob you're serving as you wait for him to wipe you down and place the stencil.

just imagine his little half chuckled, "yeahhhh, that's it" when he peels it away because he's proud of the design and it compliments you so well. and your dumb ass is laying there, arms to your ears, head resting on your forearms, trying desperately to hide your incredibly obvious blush and dreading the reminder to stand and check the design in the mirror because it means shyly holding your top to your chest with one arm and the hand mirror in the other while he brushes your ponytail over your shoulder (and then offers a cheeky, "as much as I love playing with your hair, doll, you might want to tie that up in a bun.")

and his hands! those long fingers moving steadily and confidently over your skin, stretching it at times, pressing at others, even rubbing calming circles without thinking much about it when he's made several passes over an obviously tender area to fill it with color. He's mumbling praise, obviously, and stifles a giggle at how tense you get whenever he calls you doll. he avoids that name for a while because as much as he loves to tease, the quality of his work and your experience come first.

at long last he's asking if you've got adhesive allergies and bandaging you up and letting you take a peek. to no one's shock it looks incredible. You reach for the rest of your clothes and he wags his finger and raises an eyebrow at you, "ah-ah, no bra. no friction on that back for at least week, alright?" and when you blush you lie to yourself that it's not about the thought of being on your back at his mercy.

He congratulates you on one long session down and how to contact him for questions and then you realize you get the joy of reliving this lovely (yet embarrassing) experience at least 3 more sessions. oh and on your way out of the booth, loose top on, bra shoved in your bag, he send you off with a "and if you need help taking that bandage off, you can always come back to the shop. after care is on the house."

[streamsofstardust]

just spent the last like hour or so on duolingo

[invisiblemonsters]

something bad happened to me earlier

[deadeery]

VAMPIFIES YOUR PIRATES 🩸🩸🧛‍♂️💥

[camembri]

you wanted zoro to be on whole cake island to fulfil your weird desire to see zoro punish sanji. I wanted zoro on whole cake island because I think he's stupid enough to right place wrong time the plan and accidentally marry Sanji in full view of the whole wedding party in what becomes the most elaborately constructed comedy of errors ever written. we are NOT the same.

[beyondthisdarkhouse]

After months of research and development and market testing and perfecting the first item I feel confident selling online, I have realized... that it is an incredibly niche item that only a specific subset of absolute nerds would want to buy, and I will have to do a ton of explaining the basic idea over and over again before people generally get what it is I'm even selling. RIP me

[pommegrantaire]

well, heaven knows

that without you is how i disappear

[demigod-of-the-agni]

The pishacha are manifestations of evil itself, locked within a cursed amulet. The wearer of the amulet is at the mercy of the demon, known for possessing humans and feeding off their host's chakra energy. However, if symbiosis is achieved, the pishacha can grant its host a myriad of powerful abilities.

I just needed to draw something cool okay. I needed to draw some cool goop and some cool looks okay. okay. if I didn't post this I would have exploded okay

[mmmairon]

All patched up

[thoriffix]

yes. yesss

[tapakah0]

[canisalbus]

hello! i've written a short little machete fic, and i wanted to share it with you as thanks for all the incredible art and generous question-answering you've been doing these last few months. i hope that if you give it a look, you enjoy it. <3 keep up all your amazing work! archiveofourown [.] org / works / 50945128

✦ A Voi ✦

[icantdothistodaybruh]

He said he wanted to learn how to cook

[chiricat]

acheswan 🔥

[lovelylittlewordsmith]

[anede]

blue house