valiumblue:

imagine you own a small tattoo shop and you’re the top artist and one day you’re sitting at the desk in between bookings just kinda bored then you hear the bell over the front door jingle and you look up to see a young guy stepping in to the store, and he’s smiling a 1000-watt smile and his eyes are glittering hazel and his hair is kinda whipped over his face from the wind outside, and he bounds up to the desk and you start to say your usual ‘hi, how can i help?’ but you find your voice has dried up inside your throat so you basically just croak a bit but it’s okay because he’s now saying ‘hey! i don’t have an appointment but i’ve been wanting to get this piece done for a while and i just felt like today was the day, you know? so, um…. yeah, do you have any time?’
fuck yes you have time, and you smile and nod and get his details down etc etc then lead him through to the back where you ask him what you’re doing for him today, and he says it’s something on his upper arm and shimmies off his jacket, and whoa hello biceps… he’s got a teeshirt on and you gulp and tell him to roll the sleeve up a bit, but he goes, ‘nah, fuck that!’ and then just strips the whole shirt off. his torso is completely covered in tattoos and you thank christ that you can stare under the guise of being an artist who is solely interested in the ink but jesus he looks good without that layer of clothing.
when you start he sighs at the first touch of needle to skin and although you’re concentrating on the piece, you notice how his eyes crinkle up a little when you do the sensitive parts, how he bites his lip when he looks over to see the progress, his tongue darting out before he says something, how when you ask him questions about his ink he cocks an eyebrow at you and smiles, just one corner of that pretty mouth upturning and you can’t believe you haven’t made any mistakes yet…

valiumblue:

imagine you own a small tattoo shop and you’re the top artist and one day you’re sitting at the desk in between bookings just kinda bored then you hear the bell over the front door jingle and you look up to see a young guy stepping in to the store, and he’s smiling a 1000-watt smile and his eyes are glittering hazel and his hair is kinda whipped over his face from the wind outside, and he bounds up to the desk and you start to say your usual ‘hi, how can i help?’ but you find your voice has dried up inside your throat so you basically just croak a bit but it’s okay because he’s now saying ‘hey! i don’t have an appointment but i’ve been wanting to get this piece done for a while and i just felt like today was the day, you know? so, um…. yeah, do you have any time?’

fuck yes you have time, and you smile and nod and get his details down etc etc then lead him through to the back where you ask him what you’re doing for him today, and he says it’s something on his upper arm and shimmies off his jacket, and whoa hello biceps… he’s got a teeshirt on and you gulp and tell him to roll the sleeve up a bit, but he goes, ‘nah, fuck that!’ and then just strips the whole shirt off. his torso is completely covered in tattoos and you thank christ that you can stare under the guise of being an artist who is solely interested in the ink but jesus he looks good without that layer of clothing.

when you start he sighs at the first touch of needle to skin and although you’re concentrating on the piece, you notice how his eyes crinkle up a little when you do the sensitive parts, how he bites his lip when he looks over to see the progress, his tongue darting out before he says something, how when you ask him questions about his ink he cocks an eyebrow at you and smiles, just one corner of that pretty mouth upturning and you can’t believe you haven’t made any mistakes yet…

(via frerardporn)

sparklefap:

how can anyone say that mcr doesn’t care about the fans when frank is at his house right now taking special time out of his day to go through his stuff and post pictures to twitter of old memorabilia that he thinks the fans will appreciate seeing

come on 

(Source: sparkyegg, via numbghostt)