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scealaiscoite · 1 year
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piercing prompts ˗ˏˋ꒰ 🐚 ꒱
— "agh, that must've hurt!"
— “just out of curiosity, how do you kiss anyone with that ring in your lip?”
— “would it be weird if i told you how much your eyebrow ring brings out your eyes?”
— “i don’t know how to compliment your tongue bar without it sounding like i’ve been staring at your mouth this whole time.”
— “here, just let me straighten this ring up- “
— “i am just telling you now; there is no way i’ll be able to continue this conversation unless you let me fix your septum.”
— “your piercings are so cool.”
— “i know you said you weren’t expecting any gifts, but i saw these earrings and they made me think of you.”
— “of course i know which stud goes where- if you haven’t noticed, i tend to spend an awful lot of my time staring at you.”
— “can i pick out your jewellery today? just this once, i swear!”
— “is this why you take two hours to get ready every morning? you’re too busy making sure all your piercings match to pay attention to the clock?!”
— “it’s nothing, i just- uh… i can kind of see your nipple rings through your shirt.”
— “if you have that many piercings in your ears, where the hell else have you got them? no, wait- actually, i don’t want to know.”
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ghouljams · 9 months
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piercer au....
i can imagine a piercer simon giving a stranger boob piercings, silently admiring and subtly groping.
or könig giving the gentlest and sweetest praise as you get a clit piercing done.
ignore the client malpractice its just a front theyre really good at
OK so the actual au I have in my head is a Piercer!reader and Ghost. Which I am happy to discuss despite the fact I'll probably never write it. This König prompt is just too good to pass up, so despite my bloodborn pathogen training here's some smut
König drags you further down on the padded table until your hips sit at the edge, the paper crinkles as you shift to spread your legs for him. You knew this would be an awkward piercing but you expected... well you expected a little more professionalism out of your piercer.
"Such a cute little cunt," he praises, dragging a gloved finger up your slit. The cool latex makes you shiver. "Such a shame you won't be able to use it when I'm done," he hums behind his mask, "well not for a few weeks at least."
"How many-" you shut your mouth tight with a hum as he rubs his fingers against your clit. You'd made a joke to one of your friends, putting something sparkly on your clit to help men find it. It doesn't seem like König has that problem. Not the way he rolls it between his fingers, tips his head to watch you squirm with half lidded eyes.
He raises his free hand, presses a finger against his mask, telling you to keep quiet. You press a hand over your mouth and try to keep your voice down as König's fingers work you. Thick digits sliding between your folds and teasing your hole, making you clench and whine as he builds heat in the pit of your stomach.
He watches you with a focused interest, pushing two fingers into your cunt and pressing them up against the soft spot near your entrance. You feel your toes curl, your hips following the thrusting of his hand and your legs drawing closer to your chest as you do your best not to moan for him. You're supposed to be getting pierced not fucked, and now your legs are shaking as he draws wave after wave of soaking pleasure from you. His fingers squelch in the wetness leaking from your cunt, slick coating his glove and dripping off the table.
"Good girl, liebchen, very good," König coos, pressing the heel of his hand to your clit as you grind against his fingers, ride out the last aftershocks of orgasm, "What a pretty picture you are. Had to make sure you know what you'll be missing the next four weeks."
You relax against the table as he draws his fingers from you. You do your best to get your breathing under control, listening to the snap of his gloves as he changes to fresh ones. There's a click from the warmer as he pulls his instruments free. Then you hardly get a warning before he's sliding the slightly cool needle through your hood and catching it neatly with a hollow tube. You yelp and he shoots you an unamused look.
"Don't be such a baby," he tells you, slipping the jewelry into place, "how about some aftercare?"
"I'd love some," you grumble.
"For the piercing," he almost sounds like he's laughing.
"That works too."
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Collared whumpee who was defiant. Who never cowered, never submitted, never lowered their eyes.
Collared whumpee who had their septum pierced with a thick ring, a chain linking it to their collar to keep them cowed.
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luzho · 1 year
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take a chance, take a chance, take a chance on me!
finally!! a little older zukka with (sorta) their new movie looks along with piercings and tattoos from a beloved au, listening to some abba, dancing real close and laughing<3 (zuko is the one telling the joke here... he can be silly too); referencing the iconic ipod ad campaign and based on the ‘let’s rock!’ photoshoot by steven meisel
[ID: This is a digital drawing of Sokka and Zuko dancing close together and listening to music from an iPod, drawn in warm colors and against a deep blue sky background. On the left, Zuko (wearing septum and snake bite piercings, earrings, long hair in a bun, and Fire Nation clothing) holds the iPod from Sokka’s lower back; while Sokka (wearing matching earrings, a long warrior’s wolf tail, his Water Tribe clothing and a moon and stars tattoo on his arm) holds his shoulder. Both of them laughing and tearing up, they share the ear pods while its cable gets tangled in their visible arms. End ID]
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abhainnwhump · 7 months
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Whumpee being held alone in a cell, their only comfort being an object that used to belong to Caretaker. A hoodie, a plushie, a treasured book. Caretaker might never come for them, but at least they had this.
OR
Whumpee having their ears pierced by Whumper and wear earrings of the first letter in Caretaker's name, just as a remind for the person they will never see again.
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The Marauders piercing Sirius' ear:
Sirius: Did you start yet, Moony?
Remus: Not yet. Merlin, sit still.
Peter: I wanna see!
James: Pete, don't jolt Remus like that, he'll pierce his bloody cheek!
Sirius: Yeah, fuck off, Pete!
Remus: ALL OF YOU, SHUT THE FUCK UP!
Sirius:
Peter:
James:
Remus: OK, done.
S: What? Really?! I didn't even feel it! *runs to look in the mirror*
James: Lookin' good, Pads! Hardly any blood!
Peter: *faints*
Remus: *picking up his book* Just make sure you look after it, I'm not doing it again.
Sirius: *runs back and kisses Remus' cheek* You're magic, Moony ❤
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bucket-crafts · 8 months
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My roommates AU
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I drew it in the wrong order but oh well 😔💔
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pierceofheart · 2 months
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What about caretakers who were former guard dog whumpees?
Or whumpers who were former guard dog whumpees??
What about them. Because that's in a way interesting though to me personally.
Just looking at the characters, the character (caretaker) that rose to be either better than they were before whether healed or unhealed with trauma and wished to help those who were in the same situation they were. Or to be worse (whumper) than they were before due to it and wanting to install the same fear and trauma to others in the way they had been done dirty.
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demondamage · 10 months
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Whumpee could only be described as colorful. Long multicolor hair. Bright pops of makeup. Enough piercings to end up on any 14 year old emo teens pinterest board.
With only scars peppering their face where gems once were, head shaved bald and skin sterilely cleaned; Whumpee barely recognized their own reflection in the tile walls. All they have to distinguish themselves is a red medical band, with blood type, an ID number, and the name of their new owner.
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sidetongue · 1 year
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he's a cool guy
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infjgemini · 7 months
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I need more steddie fics where Steve has ear piercings and I don’t mean only one on each ear, no I want him to have like three each and a helix thrown in there
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bruisedrednblue · 9 months
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jason confessing to dick how he wanted piercings but never gotten around to do so. (dying at fifteen and everything that happened after getting in the way) so dick offers to do it for him.
it's meant to be something sweet, a bonding moment between the two. one single piercing to jason's ear. sharing this moment in dick's messy bathroom.
somehow it becomes a thing.
every time jason wants a new piercing he asks for dick to do it.
he already has his ears full of jewelry by the time he asks dick to pierce his tongue.
it shouldn't be any different than before, but this time dick's hand is firmly grasping jason's chin, tilting his head higher. jason's heart is beating so fast with dick face so close to him.
he's so busy freaking out and trying to keep himself still, that he almost misses dick's "open up, tongue out." and fuck– if that doesn't make him melt even more.
he complies, tongue out as the needle pushes in. the pain is nothing new, barely noticeable, but the fact that is dick inflicting it, makes his heart beat non stop.
dick finishes the job by patting his cheek with a 'good boy' and jason's brain stops functioning.
he fumbles to help dick clean up. to have something to do, other than have his mind run wild.
dick is already freaking out. thinking about last time with jason.
how close they were. how as a result he might have ruined the mood. said things that he shouldn't have said.
he's mulling over what happened, when his phone lights up, with a massage from jason, asking him for a new piercing.
jason is laying down on the couch. he's shirtless, plump pecks on display, nipples already hardening. dick wants to bite them. maybe he should have said no to jason's request, just this time, because there's no way he survives this.
well, now is too late, so he tries to stop thinking lewd thoughts about jason's chest and gets to work.
tries to stop thinking on how full jason feels, when he grabs a handful of his peck. doesn't think how sensitive jason must be, when dick looks over, and he sees him just about ready to moan from so little contact. doesn't think how hot jason wincing in pain as the needle pushes in is. how hot it is being the one to able to do this to him. how all of jason's piercings are dick's brand on him.
the needle pierces jason's sensitive skin, pushes all the way through and jason can't help the moan he lets out.
maybe it's because dick is already feeling possessive but he leans down to kiss jason. jason kisses him back.
(this time the piercing on jason's other nipple is definitely dick marking him as his.)
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whump-queen · 1 year
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whumper shoving their fingers into whumpee’s mouth, digging their other hand into the sides of whumpee’s face so they can’t bite and just have to sit there and take it
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abhainnwhump · 7 months
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Piercing a perfect circle hole in Whumpee's ear cartilage in order to loop a price tag in there.
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seasaltandcopper · 3 months
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fun whump idea for your consideration:
nose ring connected by a short chain to another body piercing, forcing whumpee into a stress position unless they want to risk tearing the piercings out
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highkey-confused · 2 years
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MAD at that coming of age trope where a loner character with an alternative style starts finding friends and becoming more popular and happy while slowly shedding their individual style and becoming conventionally attractive
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