Jung Wooyoung | Year Of The Dragon (2024)

what ac students would get piercings, and or tattoos? and if so, what would they get? 

*pulls out the roster*

Okay.

Piercings Standard piercings: Okano, Okuda, Kataoka, Hara, Fuwa, Kayano, Kanzaki, Nagisa (but he doesn't wear anything; it was because of his mom they're even pierced) Double piercings: Yada, Kurahashi One side pierced: Chiba, Muramatsu, Takebayashi (he was going through a phase) Gauges: Hazama, Yoshida Double piercings with a bar: Nakamura Belly button piercing: Nakamura, Yada

Tattoos Sugaya I think would have the most, full sleeves and his whole back and chest done. I had a friend, also an artist, who only did black and white tattoos because they aged better and if she was bored, she could color them in temporarily. I totally see Sugaya being that way too, and whoever his significant other ends up being would probably get a kick out of it. XD Nakamura has a tramp stamp and maybe a few other small ones like a ladybug next to a galaxy or something random, but also unique and somewhat mesmerizing. Maehara has at least two, one he really regrets while he was drunk, and one he worships more than anything. I don't think Nagisa ever would (unless Karma got him drunk enough one night and Nagisa would probably hate him for it) but I love the idea that he has one of those massive tattoos of a snake wrapped around his side, across the back, and then under him arm going up around the shoulder. He'd look so badass! But I don't think he's inherently a tattoo guy. Karma probably only has one and he makes it sound like it was a random last second decision, but it actually means a lot to him. And it's in a secret, well hidden place that only the highest caliber of SOs get to see. 😏 Chiba. I can see him rocking a sleeve. Probably a dragon, a play on his name, but I can also see some random ones of various art. Also, he strikes me as the guy that would write a song for a girl (Hayami) and then get the sheet music of a part of it on his back right over where his heart is. 💙 Maehara convinces Isogai to get one for his father. This is probably the one Maehara has too, because I totally hc that he likes Isogai's dad deeply as well. Kimura has one or two. He was peer pressured. He doesn't hate them though. Maybe one is a Flash symbol and the other is a running rabbit or something. Both related to his speed. Kurahashi totally has a butterfly or 30 somewhere on her body. XD Kanzaki. Still trying to be defiant… I imagine she regrets it though and later has it removed. Hayami. I think she has one she secretly dedicates to Chiba, but explains it as something else. It's a sight (like when you look through the scope) on her back and it's placed over her heart like Chiba's sheet music for her. 💙💙 I will die with this ship. I think Terasaka tried to get a sleeve done, but he didn't know what to put on it and just picked random stuff and gave up halfway through. He likes it all, but there isn't much of a story behind any of it. Yoshida has a back tattoo of something important to him. I'm not entirely sure what, but I imagine it's mostly black and white with some red highlights in just the right places. And it's a massive tattoo, the largest of anyone else's. Probably had Sugaya design it. Muramatsu caved and got a tattoo of his favorite noodle dish. It's really small and probably somewhere like on the back of his hand so he can easily show it off. He thought it was cool, okay? Itona I think has a few, but they're random and spread out. They're all meaningful though, and in some form or fashion represent strength. Fuwa has a tattoo or two of a notorious symbol from One Piece. I haven't seen the anime, but something as prominent as Luffy's hat.

Bonus! Ren has a single piercing and a few tattoos on his arms. Seo got his ears pierced, one of which got infected and closed up, and then he didn't want to put it in the wrong ear and be considered gay, so he never wore anything. Argues it's what all the cool Americans do. XD He also has a stupid tattoo or two. Or five. He regrets all of them, but refuses to get them removed. Koyama is most likely to have the long extravagant anime piece, probably something from Hayao Miyazaki's films, like Howl's, tattooed around his leg. He's very proud of it. Araki has a tattoo he also greatly regrets. He got it because of Seo. XD Shuu wouldn't dare sully his body my making such unnecessary modifications to it. You would be idiotic to think he would. XD

Thanks Blessed-Arson for the ask! It was a long one. XD But I enjoyed it a lot!

I may have forgotten some of them, so feel free to ask if I didn't mention a character you think would have piercings/tattoos/both. Have a great day!

[87 Rasey]

The soreness made it near impossible to move his shoulder, fingers clenched tightly as he walked through the sewers. Casey was always one for impulsive decisions, but, he never thought he'd be facing the needles again. Least time, he did it by choice. If he ever saw another needle though, it would be way too fucking soon. It was a little secret, a surprise if one would. He bit his tongue, held his breath, and reminded himself the entire time why he went through with it. That part of him was no more, purple dragon ink replaced with Red, reshaped into something far more favourable. For him at least.

Reaching the lair, he smiles, not that it can be seen thanks to his mask. Maybe one day he'll be able to walk around the lair without it on at all. He lifted his good arm and offered a short wave,

"Raphael."

The wince can be heard in his voice as he approaches,

"Sorry for bein' late, was jumped on the way here, heh, got my shoulder pretty good," He lies, but, this one was a nice lie, "Had to get it wrapped up at the ER, think you can redress it for me?"

He moves to sit down, turning to show it was over where a certain tattoo once lay,

"It's in a pretty awkward place."

He smiles to himself, and waits, well aware Raphael's going to rip into him for his supposed fight. But it'll be worth it to know what they think of the new ink.

| Muse interaction

Raphael was resting his arms over the back of the couch, resting a little as he idly watched the TV along with his brothers. Sort of Don's face was buried in a book, like the nerd they were. Mikey was smacking away on his pizza and Raphael could understand why Leo was laying on the floor to watch the TV. Mickey had made a remark about Raph taking a seat since he's just hanging on the back of the couch. To which the turtle smiled lifting up his shoulders as he shrugs.

"Pass, I got a date." He brags as he always dose "I get to be nice and cozy with Casey, he'll be here soon and I don't wanna waste a second of that time getting back off the couch."

Mikey playful rolled his eyes and went back to watching the TV. Though despite what he said it wasn't why he been hanging on the back of the couch, so he could be that much closer to meeting Casey when they came by. It was more so he could keeping eyeing the entrance from where he stood with out pacing the lair. Or constantly checking his cell for a missing call or text even. Casey was late, yeah sure it's not like Casey is mister prompt but he wasn't one to run late. Least not when he made plans with Raphael. The turtle doing his best to evade the trail of thoughts that want to pop up as a way to explain why he isn't here yet.

But is wasn't like Casey to break a date. At least not to his sp called 'jellybean' he tries to ignore how thinking of the nickname is enough to bring geat to his face. Raphael wasn't sure if he was worried or frustrated. Maybe it was simply because Casey was meant to be here but he wasn't. Casey would have at least called or tried dri send a text right?

"Raphael."

Raphael near pushes himself off the back of the couch the second his name is called, making his way over to meet them. It's more the way Casey's voice sounded that put the urgency into his movements however. Watching how Casey offered a small wave didn't really help settle any worries the turtle was carrying as he made his way over to his boyfriend. "You alright there big guy? I was starting to get worried you were lost in the tunnels." He jokes towards them and masterfully hiding his worry easily at that he mentally patted himself on the back for it.

"Sorry for bein' late, was jumped on the way here, heh, got my shoulder pretty good,"

"You got what?" Shocked might be the right expression to paint here considering this was Casey Jones New York's own personal nut case vigilante. It took a lot to get the better of him. Raphael's brow furrowed up as he started to look his boyfriend over mental checklist already in the works as he start looking for any cuts or worse, figuring the odd wince in their voice had to be because he was hurt.

"Had to get it wrapped up at the ER, think you can redress it for me?"

"Casey! You gotta be more carfeul just cause ya built like a dream house doesn't mean ya can't get hurt!" Slight compliment or not Raphael wasn't going to not snap at them just a little, as he started to pull Casey his way. Moving the two of them towards their makeshift medical area. Least Casey was asking for the help and not insisting he was fine like he sometimes would. Well that explained a few things, didn't make Raphael feel like he shouldn't had been worried if anything the need to pace and call them was only justified now in his mind. If Raphael wasn't working off the need to make sure his boyfriend was okay he might have let those perceptive skills of his would have been a bit more in use to start seeing that Casey not insisting he had to go pay them lawbreakers back for hurting him. Should have well crossed him as odd.

Raphael was far more focused on the fact Casey was at least fine, as they moved to sit down now. "I can't believe you would just go out and, well no I do believe you would get yourself into trouble actually." he cuts him self off with still mad and annoyed. "I can't believe the damn ER didn't do a better job making sure you were better wrapped up!" Looking for anything and everything to be mad at right now instead because it was a better use of the sudden rush of emotions working in the turtle. "Alright where didja get hurt?"

"It's in a pretty awkward place."

"Awkward?" Raphael repeats as he questions Casey, watching how Casey slightly turned and brought their attention to their shoulder. "oh."

Is all Raphael has to say, well okay makes sense Casey might not be all to cooperative for the folks in the ER when they took care of him if this was the case. Where Raphael was more in the know about it. Hands to his hips as he huffs still though moving to grab for a roll of bandages it would be easier to remove the old ones his figures before he comes back over to Casey. "Don't think you getting hurt takes away from me being upset with you Jones." Raphael jumps back into as he start to pull Casey's torn blue shirt up off them, having them sit down made it easier to seeing as the guy easily towered over him normally. Even sitting they still did, making him still struggle a moment. Which wasn't helping his annoyance in the moment. HE huffs again and spots the step stool near by. Biting back his pride as he hooked the leg of it with his foot and dragged it over to step up on to so he could better get their shirt off, being gentle with Casey's right side where he offered the most help with. If it weren't for him being a tad ticked off he might make a joke or a pass at Casey.

But he can understand why he wanted Raoh to redress his bandages so he was trying to still be a little nice towards his boyfriend. Poor Casey he thinks at first as he works the old wrapping off. Was sort of odd the way the ER seemed to do it though?

"Jeez what did you do go to tje clown hospital or something Case? This is bearly anything decent to make sure your shoulder is fine like they just made you a giant abandoned to cover it up. Better gave you a suckered well they were at it." Rapahel spat out "Hmm probably what you get for getting into trouble, again anyway." And he was back on his boyfriend's case. Griping under his breath a moment. He drops the old set to the ground he'll pick it up later as he gets the roll ready suddenly he pauses.

"Where's the dragon?" It dosen't cross his mind to be more careful on his wording. But he feels near crazy as he looks back to Casey's shoulder now. Where a purple dragon mark once stood was something different.

Raphael wasn't aware how tender the flesh would be he touches over the marking, trying to wipe a spot off, but nothing happens. Well, to the tattoo that is. Casey very much reacted, but it sort of went over his head as he took in the 'R' that was once a dragon. Left confused before his mind seems to finally catch itself up at last.

"You got it changed? You can do that? You went out and changed it? Just now? Dosent it hurt! Fuck they jump you when your shoulder was hurt alread?! Wait You lied! Shit I thought you hate needles! Course you hate them but you still went and?" Once Raphael had found his words again, they didn't seem to know when to stop. Voicing ever thought that crossed his mind in a mere second before he looked back at the tattoo. It's obvious isn't? Why he picked and R. Why was there red even. It was meant to be Raphael.

"I'm not patching you up." He huffs despite the redding on his face. Pausing to unclip the straps of Casey's hockey mask just before he jumps down from the stool. He set the roll of bandages back into its place moving to stand infront of them. "I'm still upset with you, do you know how worried you had me?" Clearly the yelling was him just needing to work it out of his system considering what he had to say to follow that up. "But that is the sweetest thing I feel anyone has ever done for me maybe second best at least cause you telling me I'm funny is still kind of the top." Never once dropping his volume and, now arragvated tone because he wanted to be that, but it's hard when your boyfriend does something so nice for you like this.

"You're lucky I find it cute and sweet or I would be actually mad at you Casey." Finally out of his system he breath out slowly from his mouth before smiling at them. Arms slipping around thier mid section to hug them nice and tight. "You okau though? I know that well bugged ya a lot and I can't imagine going through with it was all to easy either?" The turtle starts to check in with them he knows the pain the previous tattoo carried mentally and physically weighing poor Casey down into a dark place. "Ya wanna just stay in? We can go to the room and just relax or join the others in the living room? Or we can head to your place even?" In case Casey just wanted the company with the option of not on the table, he wouldn't take offense to it.

Hand lifted to touch thier face smiling growing softer. "I love you ya big dummy, you know right? Just wanna make sure your gonna be okay I really do like your suppose though promise. Just worried is all."

GAAHHH! I love draken so much! My exhibitionism is showing but I mean he'd need to make sure everyone in the gang knew u were his after all. They have meetings so that would be a perfect time for a demo especially if someone had made the mistake of flirting with u. Seriously though, call me baby girl and make me urs draken 🤤 love u 💙

I would love nothing more than to hear him call me baby girl. 😌❤ This completely got away from me so you get an entire fic out of it, bby. 🤤💞 A little surprise for everyone coming through. 😂

Mine || {NSFW} Draken x fem!Reader

Warnings: smut, unprotected sex, 18+ content, public sex, dirty talk, degradation, offensive language (swearing), claiming

Word Count: 1.4k

If there was one thing that Draken didn't do… it was share. He had heard what the others had to say about you. No one was ever able to hide anything from him. It’s what was fueling his fire as he made his way to the group.

You stood with a few of the members, most of them gawking as you tried to act like you didn’t feel awkward about it. You were here to support Draken, you weren’t going to let it bother you. This was a party, you were supposed to be enjoying yourself. He had only been away from you for ten minutes as he assisted Mikey with something, but he had heard the ramblings that had passed through since.

The sound of his boots against the dirt was all that you heard as he approached. Draken knew how the men in his group could be, he knew that they wouldn’t give in even if they had their own girls, and he had to show them that he wasn’t playing around. You didn’t even have to turn around to know that it was him, just the aura around you said that it was. You felt a hand grip the back of your neck lovingly, fingers growing tighter as a deep voice spoke behind you. “Baby girl, I’ve been looking for you. I think it’s time that you come with me. I’ve got some things I want to talk about.”

The men standing with you all turned around, trying to keep their cool as they noticed the dragon tattoo on the side of his head. One of the only men that they were usually afraid to mess with. You looked over at him and smirked, knowing that things were either about to get amazing for you, or rocky for them.

As you felt a deeper pressure on your neck pushing you away from them you knew that it was the first option. Draken was about to take what was his and have no shame in it.

A short walk put you against the brick wall of the abandoned building you had been using for the party tonight. You could feel eyes beginning to land on the two of you, but you tried to ignore them. You wanted your focus to be completely on him. Draken’s hand slammed onto the wall next to you, his lips attaching themselves to your neck in a second. “Drak-”

Draken placed a finger over your lips and shushed you. “Shhh, don’t talk.” He ran his hands between your legs, winding into your skirt. You whined and dropped your head forward, the feeling of his fingers rubbing the thin fabric that covered your heat sending a small amount of pleasure through you. He took his hand away and balled your skirt up into his fists. “Don’t worry, babe. I’m not mad at you at all.” He pulled at his jeans, the button coming undone with ease. “Your dirty little cries are going to be so sweet to them all. Let them all know that you belong to me and only me.”

As he pulled his pants down you saw his erection break free of its fabric prison, his hand grasping it and pumping. “Drak, we’re in the middle of a party-” You wanted to argue it further but you knew that he wouldn’t listen. He had one thing on his mind right now and that was feeling your spongy walls around his cock, the others seeing it was just a plus.

Draken’s hand rested on the back of your legs, pulling you up from the ground. Your back pressed against the wall roughly as he leaned into you. When your legs wrapped around him and dug into his legs he grunted, laughing a little as he pushed his hips into you. His erection teased your folds, rubbing against them as he rocked his hips. “P-please.” Your voice was desperate as you whispered into his ear, this was so not like you. You never would have been this excited to be claimed in front of this many people.

He hummed at you, pressing his lips to yours with a smile. “What’s the matter, love? Can’t get enough of me?” He ran his hand through your hair and tugged. “Are you gonna beg me for it? Tell me what you want.”

Your voice came out louder than you had intended it to, your cheeks instantly turning red. “I need you. Fuck, Draken, please.”

Draken lined his cock with your entrance, thrusting into you just enough for a little pleasure to run through your veins. “You fucking like that. Are you gonna be daddy’s little slut tonight?” He thrust further this time, watching your eyes squint as you adjusted to his girth. “Look at you, loving that everyone around you can see everything that’s going on right now.”

You could feel a few more sets of eyes on you, some of the men nearly drooling as they watched their Vice Captain claim what was rightfully his. Every atom of your being told you to stop him, but you couldn’t help the feeling that settled in the pit of your stomach and made you crave even more. The lust behind your words sent a shiver down his spine. “Claim me daddy. Make me yours.”

He couldn’t hold back anymore, one quick rut of his hips has him bottoming out inside your walls. “I’ll make you fucking mine, don’t you worry about that.” His pace was selfish as he chased his high, your back dragging against the wall as he bucked into you. “God,” Draken snarled as he grabbed your breasts. “You’re so tight, baby girl. So damn good for me.”

You wrapped your arm around his neck, grabbing the long braid that hung on his shoulder. The more he talked the more your walls clamped around him. He hissed as his deep, rough movements became short and shallow. He could feel you about to come undone and he wanted to let you revel in it.

He knew that all it would take was a few more dirty lines for you and you’d be all his, so he put on the best smirk that he could and growled into your ear. “You want me to destroy you, baby. Show everyone what you look like when you drag those nails across my back?”

You pulled at his braid and cried out. “Yes, fuck.” Draken’s eyes rolled into the back of his head at your tug.

He pushed you into the wall and held you there with his body weight, grabbing your chin to make you look at him. “Let it all go, Princess. Suffocate my cock, show them all just how fantastic I can make you feel.”

As your mouth opened to cry out, Draken leaned in, pressing sloppy kisses to your lips. It was his attempt at keeping your noises contained for only him to hear as you moaned into his mouth. Your cunt quivered around him as your senses overloaded, every inch of your body turning numb. “Shit!”

The sensation of your walls flooding made his thrusts sloppy, his high quickly approaching as you convulsed on his cock. A few more thrusts had him emptying himself out inside you. He dropped his forehead against your shoulder and chuckled softly. “Fuck,” he looked back up at you as he pulled himself from your soaked walls. “I always forget how god damned good we are at this shit. And you?” He placed another sloppy kiss on your lips. “You look so goddamn pretty with my cum dripping down those delectable legs of yours.”

Draken pulled his jeans back up and zipped them, taking one last glance at you before turning away. You resituated your skirt and caught your breath, waiting to see what was about to happen. There were hints of victory in his voice as he raised his arms over his head and stretched, looking at everyone that still had eyes on him. “Let that be a reminder to anyone that tries to mess with what’s mine.” He cracked his knuckles and took his pack of cigarettes from his pocket. “I promise she won’t be interested.”

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