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Royal Pain Part 13

Hello! I got the next part done in time to post today

Steve gets an unpleasant surprise and Eddie grovels.

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Steve tried not let the disappointment settle in his gut. He had set himself up and he shouldn’t have been surprised that Eddie didn’t feel the same. They had only been hanging out for a couple weeks after all. He shouldn’t have expecting Eddie to fall head over heels in love with Steve in that time.

He should have taken the olive branch of friendship when he had the chance. But now he’s ruined a good thing before it could even get started. What was he to expect when he kept shoving his hand in the fire but get burned.

He had been helping Chrissy get a better feel at knowing the depth of the ink when he heard a commotion in front.

“My girlfriend wants to get a tattoo on her breast,” the man said.

“Yes, sir,” Robin said. “I heard you the first three times you’ve said. But as I’ve explained the only female tattooist is Chrissy and she’s only an apprentice.”

“Don’t give me that bullshit!” the man bellowed. “I know the owner! Stevie is a woman! And you’ll bring her out here right now!” He pulled out his phone and waved it in her face. “I call her! Don’t think I won’t, bitch!”

“Sir, I have explained,” Robin pleaded, “Stevie isn’t a–”

Steve stepped out to the front and held up a hand. “It’s okay, Robs. He’s right about one thing. He does know the owner. Dad.”

The shop became deathly silent. You couldn’t even hear the ragged breaths that Steve was experiencing as he struggled to get his emotions under control. Behind him ringed Chrissy, Erica, and Argyle, all wearing expressions of shock as they had come out of their rooms to see what the fuss was about.

“Steven,” Mr Harrington sneered. “What are you doing here?”

Steve walked up to the counter behind Robin. “I could ask you the same thing, seeing as this is my shop. I’m Stevie.”

“No grown man calls himself Stevie,” Mr Harrington scoffed.

“Clint baby, who is this?” the woman asked, tugging on his arm.

“Oh god, she looks Erica’s age,” Steve breathed.

“Girl...” Erica agreed.

“Don’t worry about it, Kinsey,” Clint said patting her hand gently. “I want to speak to the owner this instant. Kinsey wants a rose on her right breast, I don’t want some creep leering at her.”

Steve burst out laughing. “You know, if you had a dozen things differently even being who you are, I might have let Chrissy take a crack at it. Roses in her style would look amazing. But you came in here, threw your weight around, shouted at my best friend and insulted me to my face. So no one is doing her tattoo. And I’ll make sure you are black listed at every parlor I know, too.” He wouldn’t have really let Chrissy tattoo her. Not while she was still an apprentice, but this idiot didn’t know that.

Clint turned nearly purple with rage. “Don’t you know who I am?”

“You’re a piece of trash,” Steve said crossing his arms over his chest. “Does Mom know you’re here with your latest side piece?”

The color change was a dramatic as it was instantaneous. He went from purple to white as he realized he couldn’t bully Steve around anymore.

“If she’s even legal,” Chrissy said with a raised eyebrow.

Kinsey blushed and Clint whipped around to face her. “You told me you were eighteen!”

She flipped her hair. “And you told me you were single. Who’s the biggest liar?”

Steve turned pale now. “Call the police. I want them removed from my property. Now.”

Robin picked up the phone and immediately Clint turned to the doorway, but it was blocked.

Eddie leaned against the one side, his long legs stretched out to block the entire door. “Where would you be going?”

“He wants us removed from the property,” Clint glowered. “So I’m leaving!”

“You’re leaving?” Eddie asked examining his nails. “Not we’re leaving?”

Kinsey turned on him and screeched. “Yeah, what the hell is up with that?”

Clint growled. “I’m not going to be seen with you, slut. You tricked me!”

“You told me you were single!” she screamed.

Steve snorted. “As if he would leave my mother. She’s the one with all the money. And...” he waved at Clint, “apparently all the sense.”

Kinsey balled her fists and stomped her foot. “You said you were a business man!”

Steve actually laughed at that one. “In the business Maureen Reynolds inherited from her father before she met this asshole.”

“You’re wife is Maureen Reynolds?” Kinsey asked, shocked. “Why the fuck would you cheat on a woman like that?”

“It truly is the mystery of the ages,” Robin agreed. “The cops should be here any minute now.”

Clint rounded on her and would have stormed up to the desk if Argyle hadn’t stepped between them.

“My dude,” he said putting his hand on Clint’s chest, “you need to learn to chill. All this rage isn’t good for your health, my man.”

Eddie moved to the side and out of view as the cops came in.

Within minutes of Steve explaining the situation, Kinsey and Clint were in handcuffs and being hauled away from the parlor with a lovely little thumb drive that held the security data in the hands of one of the officers.

Steve turned to Eddie. “Thanks. I really appreciate you stalling them until the cops got here.”

Eddie blushed, shoving his hair in front of his face before he shrieked and dashed out of the shop.

“What was that about?” Erica asked.

But before anyone could answer Eddie was back with his arms filled with apology gifts.

The first thing he handed to Steve was a bouquet of flowers. “Blue snapdragons for truth and because they’re cool, daffodils for honesty, white tulips for forgiveness and respect, and purple hyacinths for regret.”

Steve took the flowers with a blush. “Eddie...”

“No, sweetheart,” Eddie murmured. “I was a jackass, let me apologize in the biggest, grandest way I know how.”

Steve just nodded, handing the flowers to Robin so she could get vase for them.

Eddie then handed him a cup of coffee and still warm bagels. “I didn’t even realize how much an ass I was, that’s how big I fucked up, Stevie. Jeff had beat me over the head.” Then he pulled off the pick necklace he had worn for years and put it over Steve’s head.

“I forgot that we had just started being friends,” he explained. “I felt like I had known you for years and made a joke that would have gotten my friends laughing their asses off. But in hindsight it was stupid not just in context of what we were talking about, but the evening as a whole. I really like you, please tell me I didn’t drive you away.”

Chrissy gently removed the coffee and bag of bagels from Steve’s hands. Steve’s lip quivered as he hesitated a moment before he launched himself into Eddie’s arms.

“Oh thank god,” Eddie breathed as he wrapped his arms around this beautiful man.

Steve pulled away. Gratitude shown in his face. Maybe he had read too much into the situation, but it didn’t mean that they couldn’t get there eventually. He had to go Eddie’s speed. It was hard for him to let go of the reins but if Eddie was willing to still be friends, then he would do everything he could to keep him.

Steve was happily munching on his bagels, which actually wasn’t something that Robin had told him. It was something Eddie had remembered that he would bring to first period every Thursday in high school. While Steve ate his apology bagel Eddie recounted all the ways he had been an ass last night and soon enough the entire shop was in an uproar of laughter.

Chrissy simpered. “Well, I am hot.”

“Don’t go for blondes,” Steve said with a snort, waving her off.

She laughed. “Yeah and what you usually go for?”

Steve glanced over at Eddie and blushed. Chrissy mouthed the word ‘Oh.’ But she didn’t say anything.

He cleared his throat. “I bat for either team, but it tends to be curly brunets.” He steadfastly didn’t look at Eddie.

Robin giggled. “You should have seen his first girlfriend. Long wavy hair that when she cut it to her just below her chin made it super curly. Soulful blue eyes. Cheek bones you could cut your hand on...”

Steve snorted. “I still think you had the bigger crush on her then I did and I dated her.”

Robin blushed. “Maybe.”

Eddie started snapping his fingers. “Nancy, right? Mike’s older sister?”

Steve nodded. “Hair color is the only major hard rule as far who I date goes.” He cocked his head to the side thoughtfully. “And nice hands.”

Eddie’s eyes nearly burst out of his head. “You have a thing for hands, pretty boy?”

Steve smirked. “Especially like watching them touch me in bed.” He wagged his eyebrows.

Chrissy, Argyle, Robin, and Erica all hooted and hollered while Eddie turned a delightful shade of pink.

Oh. Well that was certainly interesting, Steve thought. Maybe he didn’t have to work as hard as he thought. He just had to tap the breaks a bit. He could work with that.

“Come on, you menace,” Steve said fondly, throwing away his detritus from his impromptu breakfast. “Let’s start work on that sword of yours, shall we?”

Eddie bounced to his feet happily. “I can’t wait, sweetheart!”

Steve led him into his room. “Do you mind if Chrissy and Argyle watch?”

Eddie shook his head. “Everybody’s got to start somewhere.”

Steve nodded and went to go call them in. He walked them through each step of the process of setting up the tattoo machine and choosing an ink. As he tattooed Eddie’s back he talked about blow outs and blooming. What they are and how to fix them when they happen.

He explained that when they first start out that it was something that was going to happen. But that’s why he was training them on the fruit so they could when it occurred and why.

They asked questions and Steve provided answers. Three hours later, he was done and went through the clean up and after care processes with them.

He had them take apart the gun, clean it out, dry it, and put it back together. Even Eddie was fascinated by the process. Then Steve walked him out, Chrissy and Argyle following like ducklings.

“You guys should totally all come see the band on Saturday,” Eddie said. “Mandy and the boys missed Stevie and Robin and I’m sure they would love to meet the two of you,” he told Argyle and Chrissy.

“What kind of band do you have?” Chrissy asked.

“Same one I had in high school, sunshine,” Eddie said with a slow lick of his upper teeth.

“Corroded Coffin made it?” she asked excitedly, jumping up and down. “That’s so cool!”

Steve saw Argyle’s confused expression and explained, “It’s a metal band. They’re really good.”

Eddie flushed with pleasure.

Argyle nodded. “Not my scene, man. But don’t think you have to lose out on my account though.”

Eddie nodded, he turned to Chrissy. “So how about it, you in?”

Chrissy blushed. “I don’t have anything to wear...”

Robin hopped up and down. “Me either! But we can go shopping together! It’d be fun!”

“Do you know what to look for?” Chrissy asked.

Robin flushed in embarrassment. “Not really.”

Eddie came to the rescue. “Here, let me give you Mandy’s number and you girls can all go shopping together.

“Who’s Mandy?” Chrissy asked, frowning.

“One of my bandmate’s girlfriend,” Eddie explained. “She helped Robin out a couple weeks back when she showed up to a metal concert in punk gear.”

Argyle tilted his head. “Is that not a good thing?”

Eddie scoffed. “Punk and metal have a long standing rivalry. Both counter-culture, but with very different views on what that means.”

Argyle nodded sagely. “I feel that.”

Chrissy nodded. “Sure, sounds like fun. Robin and I will exchange our numbers too so we can get a group chat started.”

Robin blushed and fumbled to get her phone out. They gave each other their numbers and Eddie sent a warning text to Mandy about the sudden influx of messages she was going to get.

“So it’s a plan,” Eddie said smiling at them. “I’ll see you on Thursday and then Saturday. I’m so excited!”

Steve grinned. “Me, too.”

He barely managed to restrain his little dance of glee when Eddie blushed. Things were starting to look up.

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theodorecanaryhood · 7 months

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The Tattooist and the Artist: the love that fell eternally

Part V

Jason Todd (middle) x Male! Reader

The whole day was planned out perfectly, no loopholes or interruptions.

Though, to say Jason was terrified would be a lie, he hadn’t even been able to focus on his work today, at least not to his max level he usually does.

‘All right, that’s all done, just gonna wrap this up’ Jason said as he finished up the tattoo he was doing.

The client seemed was really pleased with the result, seeming eager to get it healed and show it off.

‘I’ll just take you over the aftercare’ Jason smiled, bringing over a pack on info about it for his client.

Something he did regular for when a client had their first tattoo done, Jason always liked to work on peoples body, but felt more so honoured when they came to him for their first.

The drive home after the day was a good one as Jason had only his thoughts, remembering the first time he tattooed you.

‘I just want something simple, something that won’t hurt too much’ you smiled as you held up a design.

As an artist yourself, you had the advantage of picking out what you wanted correctly, as you could create it yourself.

Once it was done, you smiled when you’d see it, as it reminded you of you and Jason. Then the second piece, then a few more after.

You’d never trust anyone enough to mark your body, but then Jason does it in other ways, and does it so well.

‘I was thinking Star B’s first and then maybe a walk around, we got dinner reservations at 6.30, so we got plenty of time’ Jason beamed in the sun, holding your hand as the two of you walked down the street.

Intertwined fingers as you swung your arm slightly while Jason’s touch made you feel warm, you hadn’t thought about relationships before, but then you and Jason had been together for so long now that it made you realise you were waiting. Waiting for him.

You grabbed a seat with your coffee while you waited for Jason to come over, as his drink wasn’t ready yet.

‘Latte for Jason’ the female barista called out, smiling as Jason smiled back and took it.

She was a pretty girl roughly about 21/22 with brown hair and eyes, Jason saw on his cup that there was a different name and a phone number.

‘Erm, sorry there’s someone else’s name on here, with a phone number?’ Jason spoke to the barista, who laughed as she flipped her hair over her shoulder.

‘It’s my name and number, I finish work in about 20’

Jason didn’t want to laugh in her face but was a little surprised and flattered, he looked her in the eyes.

‘I’m really honoured sweetheart, but I’m with my boyfriend’ Jason said, watching as the baristas face dropped.

Jason went over and sat at the table with you, chuckling to himself a little.

‘What’s so funny?’ You asked, sipping your coffee.

‘Barista hit on me’ Jason said as he took his first sip, you shot an eyebrow up.

‘Really? She cute? You should take her out’ you laughed, Jason taking your hand.

Jason felt a rush every time he touched you, and vice versa, he loved the feel of your skin. Soft, warm, loving.

It also always made Jason hard on the spot no matter where he was, or what he was doing.

You knew this as you would always smile devilishly at the fact that Jason had to try and cover himself up.

Jason drove the two of you to the next big spot where he took you to dinner, it was a simple restaurant with a nice aesthetic for romance, but not overdone.

Jason hadn’t let go of your hand the whole drive, the walk from the car, holding the entrance door open for you.

‘The waiters cute’ Jason joked, trying to distract himself from his thoughts drifting off.

You’d noticed by this point that Jason was a wreak, powering down his drink. Seeming nervous. Kept checking his jacket pockets.

After dinner, Jason held your hand as you both went on a walk over a pier as the moonlight hit the water.

‘Oh look, fireworks’ you pointed as you stopped to watch them.

Jason took a deep breath as he looked at your face, lit up by the combination of the moon and the fireworks going off.

‘Y/n?’ Jason caught your attention, you looked at him, with a small smile.

‘Yeah?’

‘I love you so much, so much it hurts, I can’t picture my life without you, and I don’t want to call you my boyfriend anymore’ Jason began, pulling a small box out of his jacket pocket as he got down on one knee.

You gasped with wide eyes as you watched your boyfriend drop down, not knowing what to do.

‘Y/n, will you marry me?’ Jason asked you, opening the box that showed two rings inside.

Black bands with diamonds going round the middle, you had tears in your eyes.

‘Oh my, Jason, yes’ you almost whispered as Jason pulled the smaller ring out and placed it on your finger.

Jason stood up and grabbed your face kissing you, the deepest he’s ever kissed you. Smiling into the kiss.

The kiss was made even more special by the fireworks that were let off simultaneously, it was magical. And Jason was so happy it had all come together.

‘I love you’ you said as you pulled away from the kiss, looking into Jason’s eyes.

‘I love you too’ Jason smiled, kissing you again.

You took the larger ring out of the box and placed it on Jason’s finger, something you just decided on the spot.

‘My husband’ Jason thought out loud, you smiled brightly as you kissed Jason again.

‘Y/n Todd sounds good’ you laughed as Jason sipped you down.

The drive home was a hard one as all you wanted to do was get into bed with your fiancé, growing more and more impatient with every red light and stop sign.

Finally, you made it back home safely with your man, who had his hands all over you. The second you two got into the apartment, Jason sink his teeth into your neck.

You moaned out as you pressed your butt into Jason’s groin, a groin that was aching for you. Jason took your jacket off, letting it fall on the floor.

You turned around as you kissed Jason, hungry for his skin, his touch.

You began unbuttoning Jason’s shirt before he’d even taken his jacket off, making Jason laugh.

‘Easy baby, we got all night’ Jason soothed as he pushed you against the wall.

Before you knew it all of yours and Jason’s clothes had come off, scattered all over the apartment. Sounds filled every room, every corner.

There wasn’t a part of Jason’s body you hadn’t kissed, there wasn’t a part of your body Jason hadn’t kissed. Jason made sure to leave hickeys all over your body, most on show for men to know you were his.

You lay on your back with your legs spread apart, Jason deep inside you with his one hand on the headboard and the other on your waist.

‘Oh Jason, feels so good’ you called out, making sure to be vocal, as Jason liked it.

He liked to know he was making his man feel good, and not just in the bedroom. But everywhere.

Jason flipped you over onto your front as he buried his length into you again, you were nearly in tears from how good it felt, how in love you are.

Jason slammed into you as he found good balance while on his knees, you sunk your teeth into the pillow. Stopping yourself from screaming too loud.

‘Oh God baby, I’m not gonna last much longer’ Jason growled.

You got up on your knees too, resting your head on Jason’s shoulder as he reached down to jerk you, you were already close. Jason just wanted to make sure he finished you off, also making sure you got off first.

‘Shit, I’m coming, so close please don’t stop’ you whimpered as Jason smiled in satisfaction as he watched you spill everywhere.

Jason rested his hands on your shoulder as he pushed you back down, running his hands down your back, holding your waist.

‘Fuck’ Jason roared as he slammed hard into you, you felt as his seed spilled inside you.

Jason leant down as he kissed your back, falling into the mattress with you in his arms. Both of you struggling to catch your breaths.

‘That was amazing, can we go again?’ Jason asked, panting as the sweat dripped down his face.

‘Save some of that stamina for the wedding night’ you laughed as you rolled over, kissing Jason.

You both fell asleep holding onto each other, while not putting your clothes back on. You just stayed the way you were.

Jason’s lips buried into your hair as you held onto his strong arms, feeling safe where you were. Both feeling like you could stay there forever.

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slytherinbangchan · 9 months

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Inked Dreams (NCT Dream Tattoo Artist!Au) (M)

Chap 1 out of 6 -> Second arc: Tattoo apprentice Park Jisung x tattoo artist female reader.

>>Inked Dream's Chap 1 here

Summary: A NCT Dream Tattooist!Au where the Dreamies are college's heartthrobs and most likely will steal your heart whenever you less expect it.

Cute, shy but very hot, flirty Jisung. A deadly combo, I promise.

Inked Dreams Masterlist~

[2nd Arc: Seven Days. ("A Week" 없어.)🐹 Chap 1.]

Wow, that was close. You hate having to postpone apprenticeships. It's hard enough to make room for them in your schedule as it is, so you don't even want to think about having to reorganize everything again until you'd find a new apprentice. Luckily you remembered about Renjun's friend in the middle of your crisis. You wonder which one of them might be though. Cause you know that most of them already finished their training. A couple even got their licenses, but Renjun is the only one working at a shop and you have only met some of the guys in person when they've visited him but you can't really remember all of their faces right now. Guess you'll have to wait.

“Hello, are you y/n? We saw your pics on insta.” A guy talks to you and you forget about the apprenticeship for a while. Normally you don't have time to take walk in clients, but they were two foreigners and just wanted a very simple and small tattoo each as a reminder of their trip before leaving the city. Since you have the apprenticeship in an hour, and it's the first day, you didn't make any other appointments. So you take them in and quickly start working together to pick the perfect tattoo.

As you tattoo the second guy, someone else enters the shop. You stop for a moment to lift your eyes and see a tall guy with black-blue hair and an undercut, a lip ring piercing and a good amount of tattoos. He says hi shyly and you chuckle softly at how cute he looks while doing so. “You're Renjun's friend, right?” You guess and he nods. “Jisung.” He says and you invite him to sit while you finish your work.

“Sorry that I didn't introduce myself properly earlier.” You apologize after sending your clients away. “Ah, it's okay, I know who you are anyway.” He says as he nervously scratches the back of his neck. “Oh, right. Renjun must have told you about me, right?” You ask him as you clean your equipment and he nods. “Actually... I really like your work too so...” He says and you lightly blush. “Oh, you do? Wow, thank you. I'm sure I'll be a fan of yours too.” You smile at him and he shyly nods as he thanks you.

Ah, he's really handsome and has a deep voice too. You wonder how old he might be... Probably a bit younger than you since he's still in college.

Your second apprentice, Seonhui, arrives just in time and you introduce her to Jisung before getting started. Since it's the first day, you explain a couple of stuff to them and then later in the day, allow them to watch you work on some clients. Making them take turns to apply what they learned about cleaning the tattoo equipment. They both learn fast and haven't wasted much time talking to eachother, they simply focused on what you were explaining to them the whole time.

“Wow, you guys did really well today. Thank you for listening so carefully.” You thank them and they nod. “Do you have any questions before leaving?” You ask and Jisung stays silent but Seonhui shakes her head. “No doubts but I wanted to thank you again for being my mentor.” She says and you thank her too for choosing you. Her phone rings then, just before she speaks again. “Oh... I have to go. Sorry.” She apologizes and you nod. "Mhm, see you tomorrow Seonhui."

“What about you?” You ask Jisung as you get ready to leave the shop too. “Now or never.” You chuckle. “Well, not never, but you won't be able to ask your question until tomorrow otherwise.” You say as you put away in the cabinet some bottles of ink. “Well... Can I buy you dinner, mentor?” He asks and you blush immediately. Thankfully he can't see your face right now. “Dinner?” You ask, still hiding behind the cabinet's door. It's not like you're thinking anything weird, you just didn't expect him to ask something like that. “Mhm, as a thank you for thinking of me for the apprenticeship and becoming my mentor.” He explains and you finally look at him. “You know that you're already paying me for that, right?” You ask and you see him chuckle for the first time. Your heart skips a beat at how handsome he is, but you brush that thought off your head as soon as you can. “Mhm~” He says, playing with his labret as he says so, and you scoff as you smile. “Then stop with the nonsense. You don't have to buy me anything, just go home and spend that money on something else.” You tell him as you walk past him on your way to check the register before leaving, and he slightly moves a bit so your shoulder brushes with his arm, but you decide to pretend you didn't see that.

You put your phone away before setting the alarm at the shop and getting outside. It's already cold these days but not as bad as it'll get in a month or so. You wish there was more people in the streets though, also there's not a lot of buses that can take you home by this time of the night. You feel relieved as you see a woman waiting at the bus stop, luckily you won't be alone with the drunk men that sometimes take your same bus.

You sigh after checking how long the bus is going to take to arrive then lean on the bus stop sign. Someone clears his throat behind you and you turn around to see Jisung standing there. “Hello.” He shyly says and you lightly blush. “You were there the whole time?” You ask and he nods. “Wow, I'm sorry. I really didn't see you.” You apologize and he ruffles his hair nervously as he smiles. “It's okay.” He says, then you apologize again and put on your already dead for the day airpods to pretend you're going to listen to some music as he goes back to listening to his.

There's a bit of a weird vibe as you wait for the bus in silence. Guess it's normal when you know the person next to you a bit but not enough to keep a conversation. You never liked small talk and he's shy enough for the both of you. So, for now, pretending to listen to music will do.

When the bus finally arrives he waits for you to step in first. You sit next to the back door and he stands close to it too. Your eyes accidentally meet a couple times but apart from that, there's no interactions until you reach your stop and you softly pull from his hoodie's sleeve to say good bye. He blushes lightly and takes one of his airpods off. “I'll see you tomorrow, yeah?” You smile at him and he nods. “Mhm.” He shyly says and you chuckle softly. “Bye then.”

Ah, damn, that was cute. You chuckle to yourself again as you think about it. “He really wanted to buy me dinner when he can't even look at me for more than 5 seconds, huh?” You say to yourself, feeling the blood running to your cheeks as you think of his blushing face. “Ah, seriously.”

------------------------ Next Day~

“Jisung-ah, come here.” Renjun calls him as soon as he shows up the door and he shyly walks towards you two. “Was it yesterday the first time you came to the shop?” He asks and Jisung tilts his head. “Of course not.” He answers and Renjun laughs. “And you knew y/n noona already, didn't you?” He asks again and Jisung nods. “Yeah, we never talked before though.” He explains and Renjun slaps your arm softly. “See?” He chuckles and you feel like you're in a prank video or something. “Lies! I hadn't seen you in my life til yesterday?” You tell Jisung and he chuckles softly too as he nervously rubs his sideburns. “You're making him nervous noona.” Renjun laughs and Jisung takes out his phone and scrolls down. “Here...” He shows you a pic on one of the mirrors of the shop. “This is from last month.” He explains and Renjun clicks his tongue. “See?” He asks. “Anyway, I have to work on a tattoo so let's talk later.” Junn says before ruffling your hair and walking away.

“Do you have more pics?” You ask Jisung as you fix your hair and he nods. “I really come here a lot.” He chuckles softly as he blushes lightly while looking for more pics and you silently watch him do it, wondering what scenarios make him shy and which ones make him comfortable enough to talk to you normally, like he's doing right now. “Ah! Here.” He says, showing you his phone again. “This is from when I got my neck tattoo a couple months ago.” He explains and you check the photo. You can even see yourself in it working in the background. “Okay... I guess I was too busy to notice.” You chuckle and he does too. “I'm sorry Jisung. I promise you I won't forget about you from now on at least.” You say and he blushes again as he nods.

Seonhui texts you saying she'll be a bit late. So you take Jisung with you in the meantime and tell him about what he'll be doing today. “But you can clean around a bit while we wait for Seonhui anyway.” You tell him after showing him the schedule and he does as you say. “Jisung-ah, can you bring me more black ink?” Renjun asks. “Ah, sure hyung.” He replies and you hand him a bottle so he takes it to Renjun. “Careful, it's open.” You warn him and he nods, then one of your co-workers drops something heavy, startling Jisung, and you watch him spilling some ink and bringing his stained hands to his face. “Nooo! Omg..” You say as you try to stop him, but you can't help to chuckle.

“So, you get startled easily, huh?” You ask as you carefully wipe the ink from his cheeks and he lightly blushes. “Yeah...” He says, looking at the floor and you chuckle softly again. He's sitting on a chair in the break room. He was too tall for you to help him out otherwise. But right now, he looks so helpless and tiny in your eyes. “I'm sorry, mentor...” He apologizes and you almost punch yourself as you feel your heart about to skip a beat. “It's fine, it was funny actually.” And with that, internally, you meant fucking adorable.“That ink is expensive though...” He continues moping and you sigh. “Jisung, it's not the last time you're gonna spill some ink.” You chuckle. “Don't think too much about it, yeah?” You ask, guiding his chin up with your hand so he finally looks at you. You lean over to make sure you got rid of all the ink, making him blush very obviously in the process. That's when you realize how close your faces actually are. “Y-You should wash your hands too.” You tell him, taking a step back, and he nods and leaves to do as you said.

You meet Renjun's eyes as soon as you step out the room. “I saw that.” He says, making you blush even more. But you simply show him the middle finger, making him laugh.

Seonhui finally arrives right after that and Jisung comes back just a minute later. “Hello.” Seonhui says and Jisung says hi back. “So... How old are you?” She asks him as you prepare some materials. “Ah, I'm 21...” He says, he definitely sounds kinda awkward now. “Yeah, I thought I saw you at some of my classes. We are the same age. Let's be comfortable around eachother, yeah?” She suggests. He agreeds with a shy nod and you chuckle at how cute they look.

By the end of the day Jisung looks exhausted. You're not sure if it's cause of all the work you made them do or just the amount of questions he had to answer to Seonhui. “Well, I have to go. My friend is here to pick me up~.” She happily says and everyone says good bye to her. Jisung sighs as soon as she's out, making you chuckle. “So, it was her.” You say and he blushes. “Huh?” He asks and you chuckle again. “I was wondering why you looked so tired.” You explain. “Oh... Yeah, I had never been interrogated like that before.” He says and you giggle. “Yeah, well. Go home and rest then.” You say, taking over what he was doing. “Ah, no... Noona... I can finish my chores.” He says, then immediately blush. “I mean, mentor...” He corrects himself and you chuckle. “It's okay Jisung, we're gonna be around eachother for a long time. Plus, you're a close friend to Renjun. Noona is fine.” You tell him and he shyly nods. “Now, go home and rest a lot, yeah?” You say, but he doesn't move so you tilt your head at him, confused, and he blushes lightly once again. “I was thinking...” “Hey.” Renjun says, interrupting Jisung. “I'm leaving, you're walking noona home, right?” He asks and your heart skips a beat. “What? Who?” You ask, looking at both of them. “Jisung, who else? He lives just one bus stop away from you. He told me last night.” Renjun explains and you look at Jisung who simply nods making Renjun scoff as he smiles. “Noona, you're always complaining about the drunk guys in the bus, right?” He asks. “Yeah but I don't think he needs to walk me home.” You tell him. “Why not?? Jisung lives roughly 15min away from you and you both leave the shop more or less at the same time every night.” He says and you sigh. “Okay, I get how we could leave and get the bus together. But why would he get down a stop earlier just to walk me home? It's 5 minutes from the stop to my apartment.” You explain as you chuckle. “Hm, well I'm just a bit worried about the drunk guys situation, but you two talk about it and decide whatever you want, yeah?” He asks and Jisung nods. “See you tomorrow guys.” Renjun says. “Yeah, thank you for worrying Junnie, see you.” You say, waving at him as he walks out.

There's a bit of an awkward silence after Renjun leaves so you simply start getting ready to go back home and Jisung does the same. It's not like you hate the idea of having him in the bus with you, since you hate going back home alone, but you feel bad about him having to wait for you to close the shop when it's your turn to do so. “Jisung...” You call, startling him a bit. “Sorry... Are you sure you're okay waiting for me even the days I have to stay later to close the shop?” You ask, kinda pouting without realizing. “Of course.” He says. “But what about your morning classes?” You insist. “They're not that early nor everyday, it's okay noona. I promise.” He says, and it's not like you know him a lot, but he seems pretty sure about this. You sigh and tip-toe to ruffle his hair, making him blush one more time. “Okay, let's leave already anyway. I'll finish this tomorrow.”

“Jisung-ah, you only have one piercing?” You ask on your way to the bus stop trying to make some conversation. “Ahh, no.” He says, then leans over to show you his ear. “Oh, the industrial~ Right. I saw it earlier when I was wipping the ink out of you.” You chuckle. “I actually really like those.” You tell him and he smiles happily, making your heart flutter lightly.

There's a bit of a silence as you wait for the bus to arrive but, this time, it's not awkward at all. “So, Renjun jokes around saying you're all college heartthrobs, is it true though?” You ask as you get in the bus and he chuckles. “I guess so.” He says and you gasp, a bit surprised that he's not denying it. “Reaallyy? Wow.” You say, making him chuckle again. “So you're a heartbreaker, huh?” You insist and he smiles shyly. “I wouldn't say that...” He says and you laugh. “Woah, you totally are. That answer said everything.” You jokingly say and he keeps chuckling. “Aah... Noona...” He says as he blushes, ruffling his hair. “You want me to stop?” You ask, chuckling and he shyly nods as he smiles. “Okay, okay. I understand.” You say. “It's really not like that...” He insists after a tiny pause and you bite your lower lip trying to keep in a smile. “I see.”

You remain silent for the rest of the route until your stop, but again, it's not awkward at all. You're both just too tired and distracted with music or what the few people in the bus are talking about, you don't need to chat. But he's sitting next to you today, he's almost too tall for that seat though and it's somehow adorable.

Your eyes drift to his arms's tattoos as he plays with his fingers while listening to music. He doesn't have complete sleeves and you wonder if he'd allow you to fill some spots with your art at some point. You don't know him enough though, you barely have any idea of what you could design for him that would suit his mind too, but ah, you're so curious... After knowing him for two days, you definitively want to know what goes on up there. “Noona.” You hear him calling you but it's like if he was far away, you're too deep into your thoughts right now. “Noona.” He calls again, and it's then when you notice that his hands are not playing anymore but waving at you. Fuck. Did he notice how you were staring at his arms?

You blush lightly and look at him. “Yeah?” You finally answer and he smiles softly. “Your stop...” He says and you look outside. “Ah, yeah. Thank you, I was a bit distracted.” You say, as you stand up to get closer to the door. “Yeah, I could tell.” He says. Is he smirking? You throw him a look, narrowing your eyes at him and he giggles. “I didn't see anything.” He winks at you and you scoff as you smile. Where's his confidence coming from so suddenly? “I don't know what you're talking about.” You jokingly say and he chuckles. “You can take another look tomorrow, noona.” He teases as the bus's doors open and you scoff again. Can't believe those words are coming from his mouth. “Bye, Jisung.” You say, as you get down, ignoring his teasing, and he chuckles to himself. “Mhm~ bye noona.” He says and you wave at him without looking back.

You stare at his last text for a long second as you blush before just tossing your phone to a side. Is he drunk? You almost convice yourself that what happened last minute at the bus was just an illusion but... Is he an actual fuckboy or something? You chuckle softly to yourself as you think about it but you're still blushing. No, can't be. He's too shy for that, probably he simply felt comfortable enough to make a couple of silly jokes. "Yep, that's probably it." You tell yourself, brushing it off, then you unlock your phone to check your other chats, but Jisung's is still open and his last text makes you blush again. “Ahh, seriously... What's with this kid?”

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humanrindswrites · 8 months

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summary: reader wants a tattoo, corey's more than happy to ease her nerves

pairing: corey taylor x female reader

warnings: fluff, tattooing, mentions of needles (obviously), nervousness

word count: 988 words

a/n: i don't have any tattoos and likely never will have any, but i can pretend that i know what getting one feels like

“C’mon, scaredy cat,” Corey teased as he tried to pull her through the door of the tattoo shop. “You paid for the session, you’ve gotta go.”

“I dunno, I just don’t want it to hurt too much,” she said and dug her heels into the concrete sidewalk. “You know I’m not that good with pain.”

He let go of the door and it closed slowly as he took both of her hands in his. His thumbs stroked her knuckles tenderly in an attempt to soothe her frayed nerves.

“Listen, I know it’s scary for you and you’ve never done this before, but I want you to know something,” he said softly.

“What’s that?”

“You’re a huge fucking baby and your ass is getting in that shop.”

“Corey!” she whined. “That doesn’t help.”

“Okay, okay,” he laughed and pulled her into a hug. “You’re not a baby, but you said you would do this and I don’t want you to chicken out.”

She took a deep breath in to calm herself and squared her shoulders before letting it out slowly.

“Promise me it won’t hurt that much,” she said, trying to stop her lip from quivering.

“I can’t promise that, honey,” Corey said as he stroked her head. “It’s probably not gonna hurt as much as anything I’ve had done.”

Her eyes trailed over his inked skin, starting at the kanji on his neck and moving down his arms, observing each colourful piece of artwork that had become a part of him. She’d never seen him without him and thought tattoos weren’t really her thing before they’d met, but now she thought that they made him more attractive.

“You ready?” he asked softly when she lifted her head from his shoulder.

“Yeah, I’m ready.”

Once they were in the shop and she’d sat down her nerves had returned but not as strong as before. Corey sat behind her on the bench, rubbing his hands over her shoulders and down her arms as he talked to her, making sure she was okay.

“Did you get enough to eat before we came here?” he asked, his voice soft in her ear. “How about enough water?”

“I’m fine,” she said as she watched the tattooist place the stencil on her wrist. “You’re acting like a worried mother. Just twenty minutes ago you were all ‘get your ass in that chair you big baby’.”

“Because you wouldn’t come in and were gonna chicken out,” Corey said with a laugh, circling his arms around her waist and squeezing her lightly. “I just wanna make sure you’re okay so you don’t pass out or anything.”

The tattooist peeled the stencil off her skin and was starting to prepare the ink and needle, giving her enough time to slightly turn around and softly peck Corey on the cheek.

“I’ll be fine,” she said. “I’ve got you here so I know I’ll be okay.”

A gloved hand on her palm brought her attention back to the tattooist, needle ready in their hand.

“Are we ready?” they asked, their voice muffled by the surgical mask on their face.

“Ready,” she said as she relaxed against Corey’s chest.

He tenderly kissed the top of her head before resting it on her shoulder to watch her get inked.

“First stroke’s gonna hurt the most,” he said. “Just try to breathe through it.”

He wasn’t kidding.

Her body stiffened against his as the needle pushed into the sensitive skin of her wrist, igniting every nerve there as it skirted over the tendons and bones. She immediately grit her teeth and pushed her lips together to stop from crying out, a single whine escaping from her throat as she exhaled sharply through her nose.

“You’re okay,” Corey soothed in her ear as he squeezed her reassuringly. “You’re doing great, just keep toughing it out.”

The feeling of the tattooist wiping a cloth over her wrist soothed the worst of the pain and gave her a break to catch her breath before they started again, the hot pain replaced with a warm tingling sensation as the needle continued to deposit ink in her skin.

“It’s not so bad now,” she said, her eye twitching as another nerve was hit. “You were right, the first part was the worst.”

“Told you,” he said. “Wrist’s a pretty sensitive place so you’re pretty brave for a first-timer.”

“Maybe I’ll work my way up to being as tatted as you are,” she said and brought her free hand up to stroke his hair.

“That’s you all done,” the tattooist said after twenty minutes.

It was strange to not hear the constant buzzing of the tattoo needle anymore but she was glad it was over. Her wrist was swollen from the contact and she thought she could still feel her bones vibrating as it was wiped clean for the last time.

“Lemme have a look,” Corey said from behind her.

She gingerly lifted her arm, numb from having to stay still for so long, so he could see the new ink. A looping infinity symbol had been etched into her skin, the lines bolder on one side than the other.

“Hey, we almost match,” Corey said as he angled her hand around, trying to keep his fingers away from her raw skin.

“Yeah, we do,” she said and drew her arm away so she could turn around to face him. “I wanted to get something for you.”

“You didn’t need to get something for me, you could have gotten something for yourself.”

“But I did get something for me by getting something for you.”

“Well, thank you,” he said and pulled her in for a hug. “I like it, it suits you.”

“Now you’ve gotta get something for me,” she said as she sat up to let the tattooist wrap her wrist.

“Anything you want, honey,” he said with a grin. “As long as it’s not really stupid.”

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Ellie Williams Headcannons: Tattooist!Ellie

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You first met Ellie when you stumbled into her tattoo shop, lured in by the sign that read 'WALK INS WELOCME'

The shops interior was monochromatic, a mixture of black whites and greys painted the walls and sofas, an occasion spot of colour here and there.

A soft buzzing from a tattoo gun met your ears as soon as you pushed the small shops door open. There was a small radio on the desk facing the entrance that played various rock songs from the 80s.

"Hey" a woman's voice spoke to you, your eyes met hers, she was hunched over a chair, tattoo gun in hand as she drew shapes and patterns onto her clients leg. "Uh hi"

"I'm almost finished here, I'll be with you in about 15-ish minutes" you hum in reply, sitting down on the leather couch that was pushed up against the shop window.

As promised, fifteen minutes later the tattooist and her client made there way out front, talking about after care and recommending various creams that would soothe the pain and help the tattoo heal smoothly. Once the man had left, his leg bandaged in what looked like saran wrap left, the tattooed woman turned her attention to you.

"'m assuming your a walk in? Don't have any one else booked today" she smiled, going behind the front desk and flicking through a book, presumably filled with dates and times of appointments.

"Uh yeah, I have a sketch for what I'd like done." You said, shyly handing over the piece of paper over to the tattooed woman.

A small whistle left her lips as she looked at the drawing in approval "Now this. This is sick." "Oh uh- thanks I drew that"

As soon as you had filled out various pieces of paperwork and paying in advance, Ellie ushered you over to her tattoo chair.

When Ellie's tattoo gun first met your skin, your breath stuttered, making a grin appear on her face.

"You alright doll?"

She is covered in tattoos, both arms had a sleeve, a couple of doodles spotted around and her muscular thighs plastered in them.

Tattooist!Ellie has her nipples and tongue pierced. (She gives such good head)

She 100% lives on the floor above her shop. She loves when you eventually move in with her, coming downstairs while she's with her client, kissing her cheek before leaving.

Let's you tattoo her.

Imagine just doodling little cute animals onto her thighs or camouflaging them into her sleeve 🥺

She wears a ton of jewelry, necklaces, rings, bracelets galore.

You give her a scrunchie and she never takes it off her wrist.

She definitely puts some of your tattoo sketches on sale, always making sure to add 'my girlfriend made that', proudly every time she shows them to a client.

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Just a quick one because I love this idea too much to wait any longer😭

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mrs-monaghan · 1 year

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Hello, just wanted to say I love your blog and your opinions are really valuable to me! Now, asked this to another blog which opinions also I value about Jikook, because, like you, they work with the truth, and not delusions. Saying this just in case you see the same ask on another blog, it's only because I really like both of your opinions.

That being said, what do you think about the time when pictures of Jungkook hugging and going out with his female tattooist god leaked? Now, don't get me wrong, I know that time was very hard for Jungkook because of the unjustified hate he got for it, and I know just because a boy and a girl hug/interact doesn't equal to them dating (esp. with annoying ppl in this fandom where jk can't even BREATHE without ppl creating rumors that he's been dating 50 girls. I mean, did you see the crazy rumor about a rich blonde girl from Qatar? Lmao its CRAZY)

But, I really want to know about your opinion on this. Do you think they were just friends? Someone said that they weren't drinking alone in that restaurant. Or do you think Jikook were broken up at the time and they had a thing?

I think, that you are trying to pass yourself off as a Jikooker and anon,

Do you think they were just friends? Someone said that they were drinking alone in that restaurant. Or do you think Jikook were broken up at the time and they had a thing?

I would much rather talk about what happened after that. Here are some of my favourite moments from Bon Voyage season 4.

JK saying ILY then looking at Jimin immediately after

This one no one ever talks about. But someone said Jimin had arrived and the way JK immediately looks and perks up! Omg!! 😭😭😭

And he doesn't stop staring at Jimin either. He'd really missed his baby. Also the way he perked up reminds me of this popular moment when Jimin calls JK Kookosan and we get the happiest smile from JK that turns us all to mush.

I could have sworn JK was younger than Jimin. So idk why Jimin treats JK like he's the hyung

IYKYK 😌😌

JK saying Jimin's name as J.M and writing the same down.

I don't need to remind y'all his ink was still new so you're the delulu one if you think JK doesn't know what the letters on his hand look like.

We always talk about JK bringing the snow. But we don't talk enough about JK sitting by the snow waiting for Jimin to come out. We don't talk about how eager he was to show Jimin what he got him. How quickly he stood up all excited.

And the smile on his face as he watches Jimin's reaction is everything 🥺🥺🥺

And yes, I do think this may have been to make up for the scandal even though it wasn't JK's fault. Also if u notice JK is very subdued this season and Jimin was looking after him alot. It's why satellite Jimin was on an all time high in BV sn 4. Haters really put JK through the wringer but I'm glad his man was able to be there for him.

Hand holding to take a picture and JK removing his glove so it can be skin on skin. Feels 😩😩

Jimin drooling over how bad ass JK was for jumping upside down. You bet your ass he loves this side of JK.

This right here is a favourite of mine. (I have more but damn u tumblr and your image limit) They're in New Zealand. Beautiful, gorgeous country. They get directed to a place with a beautiful, beautiful, insane view. All other members are watching this view and admiring it. Meanwhile JK's view:

And he stared for a long time. The camera kept panning out and JK was still staring. If you truly believe JK is not in love with Jimin, then idk what to tell ya.

Anon, Jungkook is in love with Jimin, is committed to Jimin and Jimin only. Has only ever had eyes for Jimin, has never strayed and most probably never will. He's in this Jimin shit for life.

Period.

#anyway thanks for stopping by #jikook #kookmin #insecure jikookers #minkook #jimin and jungkook #bts #park jimin #jeon jungkook #bts ask #ask shaz #bon voyage jikook #jikook analysis #jikook is real #jimin #jungkook #whipped jk #whipped jungkook

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