A Love's Requiem
I eventually chose a dark grey t-shirt, with a fancy pink logo designed by some tattoo artist, a pink thong, so what if i'm a bit girly, and tight denim jeans. i dressed as quick as possible, my eyes never leaving the clock. 6:45 now.
The Creation Theory
Carving the words into their backs with the aid of a tattoo artist. but there was no ink used. no anesthesia applied. they bit their tongues as line by line the kanji were written in acid upon their backs.
Chapter 2: A New Day
I'm a good friend of my tattoo artist and he does piercings, so i should be able to get a discount." the fox shook his head, "nope. i'm paying for the piercing, and i won't accept any arguement otherwise."
Collect your winnings
It was run by a brown-toned orc from the orc world who had been sold to a tattoo artist before obtaining his freedom and open your own store. “so comrade, you came for an orc tribal tattoo!” the store manager exclaimed with joy, not seeing arc-turus.
Prince Alberts and Donkeys
She shouted loudly enough to make nate jump, and make a tattoo artist in the back of the parlor perk up. "ma'am?" he replied, jumping from his art supply to answer.
New self
“damn, i wanted us to go to the tattoo artist to choose a tattoo together, but i think my slut is still hungry.” “i have a robot which can do it for you, but if you want we'll go after i've drained every drop of your sperm from your big balls.”
A Right To Bear Arms
Nothing but little details sprung out to him, such as the slimy, clear ooze that sat in the bucket to the box's branding revealing to him they were cheap surgical gloves, the sort he'd seen tattoo artists and piercing salons use.
The Perfect Roommate (M/Poodle TF)
He told the tattoo artist he wanted it to say 'handsome hunk.' the tattoo artist wanted it to say 'pretentious prick.' gregor wasn't smart enough to ever try and check the translation. he just assumed it was perfect.
Unemployed, Ch. 2: But I Got Sideswiped
A tattoo artist. he wasn't looking where he was going at all. the soil kept falling. "i can't let this plant die!" he said. "does anybody have a pot?! anyone?! anyone?!"
New Fat Cow
Hera wasn't a 'world famous' tattoo artist, but she did a very, very good job at it. hera had a few piercings, tattoos, and even dyed purple hair.
Crossing the Rubicon 5
There were tables heaped with goods, sure, but there were also tattoo artists who'd set up booths or tables, and there were makeshift bars set up around kegs. artists painted the nearly-nude bodies of humans.
Tattoos
He sat with legs open to tease another tattoo artist that was sitting down the hall in the office. the croc was always trying to claim the cheetah for his own but jason was picky about his clients.