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just saying I would never regret getting an AO3 tattoo
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lunarcrown · 19 days
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Absolutely like….MIND BLOWN getting to do a RANCHER TATTOO?? and @acidistyping traveling SO FAR to me as well for it, I cannot BELIEVE how lucky I am :,,,)) thank u for making my job so COOL
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celestialwrites · 2 months
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fluffy romance prompts + dialogue [valentine’s edition<3]
@celestialwrites for more!
♡ character A waking up to roses, not just a bouquet, but roses covering every square inch of their home.
♡ character thinking their s/o forgot valentine’s but comes home to a huge surprise.
♡ “i thought you didn’t like valentines?” “i don’t like valentines, but i like you.”
♡ characters reenacting their first date/first time they met.
♡ “i don’t want you to just be my valentine, i want you to be mine forever. not just for today.”
♡ a valentine’s proposal in a field of roses.
♡ character A waking up to a burnt breakfast with a bouquet of flowers, character B being shy about burning the breakfast.
♡ a valentine’s bookstore date<3
♡ “don’t cry, i hate seeing you cry.” “how could i not cry? you got me a giant teddy bear!”
♡ “thank you for not letting me be alone on valentine’s day.”
♡ matching little dainty tattoos.
♡ characters in a secret relationship sending flowers to each other under their false names for each other.
♡ “you’re always my favourite.”
REBLOG TO SUPPORT YOUR LOCAL WRITERS<3
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drawing-prompt-s · 3 months
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Here is one I haven't given credit to - share your tattoo(s), or share a preliminary design for a tattoo that you do want!
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nerdpoe · 8 months
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Bear with me I'm sleep deprived but underground tattoo artist Sam.
In Crime Alley there's a tattoo artist that costs a shitton of money, she brings the shop to the customer, and she is definitely a mad scientist or a meta or something.
The ink she uses is fluorescent, and can respond to the wearers need for the tattoo to be invisible or completely visible.
And rumor has it if she gets paid extra the tattoos will move on their fucking own.
Flowers bloom, animals snarl and blink, galaxies slowly rotate as they dance around the skin they have been confined in.
And Jason loves dramatic shit like that.
But when he tries to hunt her down to request one, he keeps unearthing more and more concerning things.
There are no camera sightings of her. No one can really describe her face.
Then the kicker.
When one of her customers let him have a piece of skin for a diagnostic and Lazarus Water (severely diluted but still) shows up, he knows he has to ask the Bats for assistance in finding a well renowned artist that, for all intents and purposes, doesn't exist.
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the-witchhunter · 1 year
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DP x DC Tattoos and Crimelords
Just this idea I had that’s kind of cute
Jason doesn’t feel comfortable in his body, in his own skin. He hasn’t since he came back to life. It’s something he just had to deal with while working on his plans, but now that the dust has settled and he’s actually living a life again, it weighs on him. 
the thing that bothers him the most is the autopsy scar
So despite what he knows Bruce would say, he wants a tattoo. A mark he can choose, to reclaim his body as his own. Sure, it’s a very distinctive mark that could connect his civilian identity with his night life, but his armor covers almost all of his skin. If someone can see his body like that, he is probably already not in a good situation.
Danny is a tattoo artist. His hero days are long behind him, and having barely scraped through high school because of the ghosts, he didn’t have a lot of options. He spent some time traveling with Dani, backpacking across the world, moving from one grand adventure to the next. They had gone to the convention on a whim. Danny had been amazed at the artwork and skill of the tattoo artists there. There was something so beautiful about it all, beyond just the artwork. He could see the love of the craft these artists shared, and the joy and pride their clients had to be wearing their art. 
Danny wanted that to be him.
Danny managed to snag an apprenticeship with one of the artists there. He was a Gotham native and if Danny wanted to learn from him, Danny needed to live n Gotham. So Danny did. Dani, parted ways with him, still not done with her journey, but she promised to visit.
That was a few years ago, now Danny was happy where he was in his (half)life. Covered in ink with his own shop. 
And then an absolute tank of a man walked in by the name of Jason, wanting his first tattoo.
or
Danny became a tattoo artist and Jason decides to get some ink in an effort to reclaim his body. As Jason’s collection of tattoos grows, something grows between him and his artist. Is it friendship, or something more?
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evyltalks · 6 months
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The prompt was : Remus pulling Sirius’s hair like Nanami did to that villain
What do you think about this one ?👀
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nelkcats · 1 year
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The King's Favorite
The only possession that Catherine left Jason was an ice rose. She commented that it was some kind of family charm, that it had been with them for many generations and brought luck and that she knew the rose would save him one day. The last image Jason had of his mother was her smile as she handed him the rose.
Jason was always curious about the rose, it was cold and he swore it was made of solid ice but that should be impossible since it didn't melt. He was never brave enough to tell Bruce about it; maybe it was dumb, but he didn't want his paranoid father to take away the last memory of his mother.
The day Jason died he mocked the rose, neatly nestled in his bag a few meters away. Luck? Not at all. Saving? What a joke. While he closed his eyes he regretted everything he did wrong, everything he didn't get to live. As his tears fell to the warehouse floor, the rose slipped out of his bag, as if it went through it.
Unbeknownst to Jason, the ice rose ended up near his foot and began to fuse with his skin, leaving a small blue tattoo on his ankle, and for some reason, in his last few minutes, Jason felt warm.
A month after being buried, the tattoo began to glow blue. At midnight a voice was heard in the empty Gotham Cemetery.
"Wake up, my little Rose"
Jason's eyes snapped open in confusion as he woke up in his coffin. The Ghost King smirked as he looked at his chosen one while sitting on his throne of ice in the Infinite Realms, a new heir, huh?
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Text: Ink magic is costly, and painful. It burns my skin as they paint the sword onto my back with thick black strokes, the scabbard at my neck so I can reach it easily when I am in need of its services.
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courfee · 5 months
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Sirius refuses to dress seasonally appropriate, but he has a boyfriend with soft jumpers who keeps him warm :)
I got several asks for wolfstar but here is them as kiss 2 from this prompt
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puppetmaster13u · 25 days
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Prompt 268
Fright Knight sighs, running a clawed hand through his hair in an attempt to stop the flames from flickering into being. It had been far too long since he had taken a human-ish form. His human-ish form. Ugh. He didn’t exactly care for his human form after so long as a ghost, but needs must he supposed. 
Especially with the whole, we’re going to punch a backdoor into the literal daycare part of the Infinite Realms and be surprised when literal toddlers go exploring. 
Well, at least it got him off of guard duty for a bit, which was relieving. Not that he didn’t love the darkness, but it got boring in the shadow of his sword for literal centuries with nothing else happening. He was a warrior for Realm’s sake! Borderline an Ancient in both power and age! He wasn’t meant to stay so still for so long. 
So while ghostling wrangling wasn’t exactly in his area of expertise, he could definitely gather them back up to the Realms. And deal with the curs who had decided to attack literal babies. 
The Daycare area was already understaffed due to just how large it was, and the one in charge of this section had practically sobbed to the Council (In another world they would have been put on hold for a century in line for their concerns, and then more once a Sarcophagus was opened, but they had told the other ghosts in distress, causing others to let them go up in said line) how they were almost certain they had felt at least one core form Outside the realms thanks to the breach. 
Which had understandably put everyone at an uproar. 
So here he was slipping between shadows to do reconnaissance and take stock of if any Ghostlings had left the city. And gently scruffing those he comes across in exasperation because what are you doing, ghostling? Look at the mess, what would your caretaker say? 
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clockwaysarts · 1 year
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Danny adopts his dog the same week that Jason Todd-Wayne legally and officially comes back from the dead. Because of the dogs coloring, he names him Jason.
This becomes a problem when he meets the actual Jason in a park one day when the man runs over, concerned, when Danny is shouting 'Jason' to try and find his lost dog.
Danny solves the issue by calling him 'Human Jason'.
Human Jason is less than amused.
(inspired by this image https://www.tumblr.com/themancorialist/713169401675923456/hood-street-manchester)
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imfinereallyy · 1 year
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Tattooed Steve, pt. 2
Part 1 here
Soooo I ended up writing more tattooed Steve. I couldn’t resist. I also realized that Eddie would be the first person to find out but like…other than Robin. But I didn’t count her because Steve and Robin are the same person honestly at this point. Anyway I hope you like it! Pt. 1 is linked above.
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It’s two weeks after Vecna when he gets his first one. It’s unexpected, impulsive even, but Steve needs to feel something. He has just spent the past week and half waiting for Eddie to wake up, staring at his pale form, wishing away the anxiety with every beep, beep, beep that comes from the heart monitor. Begging for this stupid, stupid man to wake up.
He isn’t really sure why he wanted Eddie to wake up. Sure the ruggrats love him, and there is the general sense of not wanting any innocent person to die on his watch, but Steve knows deep down it’s about something else. Or more like the potential of something else. He tries not to think about it too hard.
So during that first week and half of watching a comatose Eddie, Steve takes his time studying the man. Learning every curve, and every scar. And eventually, every visible tattoo he can see. They are interesting, not all of them good, but all very Eddie. It somehow makes them better. Some of them are messed up from the bat bites (ironically the bat tattoos remain untouched), but they add to his aesthetic if Steve is being honest with himself.
When Eddie wakes up after that week and a half, groggy and confused (especially towards the fact that Harrington is practically holding vigil at his bedside), the first thing Steve says to him is “Oh thank god you’re awake.” The second is “What the hell were you thinking?” Before Eddie proceeds to pass out again.
Later, when all of the doctors and family and friends have had their time with him, the third thing Steve says to Eddie is, “Tell me about your tattoos.”
And despite the fact half of them are mangled, Steve doesn’t think he has ever seen anyone light up that bright in his life. And when Eddie starts waving his hands in excitement, Steve can’t help but think that he’s never been so close to the sun before.
So, two weeks after Vecna, Steve makes a decision. Or again, if he’s being honest, an impulse. He finds old books in the library about tattoos (which aren’t very helpful), and finds zines hidden between the pages (much more helpful) on stick and pokes.
Steve shows up with supplies from Melvad’s (for a probably very dangerous tattoo kit) at Robin’s doorstep. “Robs, I need you to give me a tattoo.” Then she proceeds to spit all of her morning tea on him.
After a lot of shouting “Did you hit your head again dingus? Oh my god did you get into another fight? Are you having a break down? SPEAK STEVE.”
And a lot of convincing, “Robin I’m fine. No I’m not having a breakdown. Robs, Robbie, Birdie, I swear nothing happen. I just want to do it.”
The end up on Robin’s bathroom floor (because of course all important things happen on the bathroom floor), with a look of deep concentration on her face. “I can’t believe you’re letting me do this, with only twenty minutes from a zine you smuggled out of Hawkins Library. I can’t believe they even have zines.”
“I don’t think they were aware of it honestly.” Steve snorts. His shirt was off, a patch hair already shaved off right where is heart is placed.
“Do you know what you want?” Robin asks, head tilted.
“No, not really. I was hoping you would help.”
Robin hums, like she’s resisting the urge to point out how impulsive he’s being. Like she knows he needs to do this. “Tell me what made you decide to want one.”
So Steve does. He tell her about waiting for Eddie to wake up. Wondering why Eddie got them. Wanting to own himself again, to actually like something new on his body. Put something there he had control of. His curiosity of if it were painful. His interest behind the stories of Eddies tattoos. How Eddie lit up so bright when asked. Wanting to feel like that. Wanting to be close to the sun again.
Robin mercifully didn’t look too deeply (or at least didn’t push on it) about the interest in Eddie himself. “Okay, I think I got it. Just…hold still.”
Twenty minutes later, after three passes with pen ink and a needle, Robin disinfects his tattoo. Before she covers up, she asks “Do you want to see it?”
Steve nods his head eagerly. The tattoo had painful, more painful than he expected, but he found it sort of grounding. Something to keep him aware of himself, almost as if he was able to grasp parts of himself he wasn’t conscious of before.
When Steve stands up to look in the mirror, there he sees off center on his chest, a wonky little sun. It was something a preschooler could have drawn, but it was one of the most beautiful things Steve had ever seen, and it was made by one of the most important people in his life.
Robin says shyly at Steve’s speechless state, “You said you wanted to be close to the sun again.”
Steve scoops Robin up in an instant, ignoring the stinging both on the outside and inside of his chest. “Thank you Birdie.” Which translates, you are the only person I ever need etched in me forever.
“Always, Stevie.” Which means, you’re never getting rid of me anyway.
They pull away with tearful smiles, and silent promises. Steve can start to feel maybe not much like his old self, but somewhere on the way to who he truly is.
Then Robin says, “Okay, me next.”
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okay I wasn’t sure if really anyone wanted more, or if I was going to do it but I actually really enjoyed where this ended up. Also I apologize for any tense changes. I quite literally type this on my phone and say screw it, without looking it over. Let me know if you want more maybe? Send me prompts even. Thanks for reading :)
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infinitegest · 1 year
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SIGILISED WOMB TATTOOS
ordered by every-day utility:
womb tattoo that, when activated, makes you appear as you did before pregnancy. it’s only for a limited time, so there is risk of it wearing off in public. (illusion)
antigrav womb tattoo for pregnant ppl that activates to momentarily ease the weight of carrying a big ol belly. (transmutation)
womb tattoo that magically illuminates the babies inside you, practically a 3d ultrasound but also showing off to the world just how stuffed and fruitful you are. (evocation)
womb tattoo that lets you pause pregnancy growth, coasting at whatever size you want as long as you want. (transmutation)
womb tattoo that lights up and gets warm whenever you're ovulating, just so you can't forget and others can't either. (divination)
aforementioned tattoo gets brighter and hotter the longer you go without getting bred
(it plays a little video game-style victory song once someone successfully breeds you)
womb tattoo that widens your hips and makes you consistently hyperovulate (transmutation)
womb tattoo that, when activated, causes the bearer to ovulate regardless of whether they’re already pregnant. (conjuration)
for creature/monster lovers, womb tattoo that, when activated, summons additional creatures directly into your womb. (conjuration)
womb tattoo that, when activated, just turns your brain off and sends you into heat. (enchantment)
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omaano · 1 year
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MMA Fighter AU for @bobadinweek's bingo - with which I have a bingo! (I'll post my card under the read more cut for proof) I treated it more as a pose drawing exercise, but in the process I grew very fascinated with the idea of Boba having some biomech tattoos (as opposed to the geometrical armor based design I default to for Din) especially on the leg he is often headcanoned to lose to the sarlacc - and if you can make out anything of that on Boba it was inspired by Arno B Ink's work
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Whoop whoop! I've never achieved a bingo before!! I did a bit of colour coding, because that's how I work, and the blue ones needed to be switched up (the orange ones are the prompts I REALLY want to complete, and the yellow circles are the ones with the possibility of an idea.... So I'll want to go off these prompts outside of the deadline as well, I suppose. It'd be a shame to waste all those reference images I took for the Razor Crest Lives prompt XD). I've been aiming for the T-shaped bingo, but I don't have very high hopes with finishing anything for the FREE and Assassins & Spys prompts in the remaining time - gotta get back to work and all that....
I will make a round up post in two weeks with all my finished prompts all the same however many that will be - we shall see! :)
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todayisafridaynight · 5 months
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