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ffsitsblake :

“It should be in automatic, that’s how most cameras are when they start. I’ll try a few more things,” he replied, continuing to stare at the camera screen and keep pressing buttons. “No, it’s okay, I want to. It’ll help you get the word out there. You’ve worked really hard on this, you deserve it.” He finally looked up to look around the shop. “Really, D.”

Dahlia ducked her head bashfully at his praise. She was doing her best to forgive him and to move on from the hurt that he had put her through all those years ago. It was difficult, but she was so tired of being angry at him. “You could just make a post on Facebook like everyone else,” she murmured halfheartedly. “I wouldn’t mind. It means a lot that you want to do this but you don’t have to pull your hair out to do it, you know.”

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hunteridgaf :

A laugh escaped him at the pick-up line, eyes squeezing shut before he could restrain himself. “You couldn’t help yourself, could you? How long have you been waiting to use that one?” He asked, bringing his hands to rest on the counter on either side of her, boxing her in. “Runes are cool. And you’re really good.” He gave the wall a considering look. “Maybe my sister’s birthday in Roman numerals or something. Or is that too cheesy?” He asked, finally moving away as he gave her a curious look, his nose scrunching up.

She giggled, leaning back against the counter and allowing herself to be boxed in. Her eyes twinkled mischievously as she tilted her head to look up at Hunter. “The minute you walked in the door, handsome,” Lia joked and bit down on her bottom lip. She followed his gaze back to her wall and nodded. “Of course I’m really good,” she quipped before continuing. “Your sister’s birthday is a cute idea. And it’s not cheesy if you like it, rule number one of tattoos.”

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ffsitsblake :

“I thought,” Blake paused, fingers fiddling with buttons on his new camera, “that the sales description for this camera said ‘easy to use’. Easy to use my ass.” He held the camera up, trying to focus it for a decent picture. “This shit is impossible.”

“Well, is it in manual mode or automatic? Because that would probably make a world of difference?” Lia asked, glancing up from where she was unloading boxes in her store. Grand opening was just a few days away and she needed everything to be perfect. “You really don’t need to take pictures of the store if it’s that much of a hassle, Blake. Honestly.”

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kierahudson :

“You worked so hard for this Lia, i’d be damned if all this isn’t real,” Kiera continued to laugh. She was excited for Dahlia’s success and the milestone she had took after her hard work and effort. “I’m so proud of you, you deserve all of this,” she encouraged, tilting her head as she look at Dahlia with nothing but admiration. “You know what, i think i may just let you be the first to ink me.”

“Thank you, Ki, you don’t understand how much it means for me to have your support. This is all so nerve wracking I feel like I’m going to puke or explode confetti,” Lia laughed, burying her face in her hands. She shook her head and then took a deep breath before lifting her gaze again. Her eyes widened to the size of saucer plates and she started jumping in place. “ Shut up! Are you for real right now? Yes! I’d be honored! Did you have something in mind? I’ll do it!”

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destructivedonnie :

He gave out a quiet chuckle, ducking his head bashfully; the remembrance of his constant annoyance around the parlor Dahlia once worked at, and now she opened up a place of her own. “What do Brandons even do?” he narrowed his brows while he questioned, continuing to chuckle as he leaned against the direction he was pushed towards from the brunette’s light poke. “How about I let you settle in for a week or two? Most people need to get a hang of their environment cause they tend to fuck it up during the first week, so i’d rather not be any of your victims.” He shrugged, “i’ll come by… soon.” He couldn’t promise or plan ahead. He wouldn’t know if he’d be better, or in the mood to wake up and he hated disappointing. So he rather just not.

“I don’t know! I’m not a Brandon am I?” she grinned. “It’s not like this is my first tattoo I’ll be doing. I’m just finally opening a shop of my own!” Lia chewed on the inside of her cheek and she rocked back and forth on her heels. “Okay ... No pressure, I’m just ... nervous? I’m slightly terrified this whole thing is gonna flop.” Lia was excited, without a doubt, about opening this store, but it was also the first time she was making a really big career move. This store could make or break her and she was really scared of it doing the latter. She wasn’t willing to share her woes with just anyone, but Brandon had always been like an annoying little brother to her. Now, more than ever, she felt compelled to look after him and tease him and just be there for him. So, she figured dumping her nerves on him would give him something else to think about even if for just a second. 

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How much do you charge? I mean, I’m never one to turn down tattoos, so maybe. Do you know how to do watercolor tattoos?

It all depends on the size, location and design, but my starting ranges anywhere from $50 to $100. I do, actually! I’ve only done about ten or so, but I have done them. I can show you in my portfolio if you’re interested?

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  hunteridgaf :

“Oh, is that right?” He couldn’t hold back the grin that broke out over his face, eyes lighting up with amusement as he took a step forward until he was nearly on top of her. “Well, if you say so. You already know I can be a very… hard worker.” He grinned wider, straightening as he glanced at the artwork lining the walls behind her. “Something cool, I hope. I don’t think I’m a butterfly tattoo kind of guy. Although that one does look pretry cool. Did you draw all these yourself?”

“Mmhm,” Lia nodded, biting her lip to fight off a smile as Hunter stepped closer. She stood her ground, allowing him to close in on the space between them. “Very hardworker from what I recall of a few nights ago,” she winked. Her gaze followed his as it worked around the room. “Definitely not a butterfly tattoo guy. Maybe something like druid runes? Or something really symbolic and personal? Tattoos don’t have to mean anything, but you look like the kind of guy that it should mean something to,” Lia said before slyly tacking on, “Also I think I would like quite good on you.” The brunette grinned cheekily before nodding at the question. “Yup. I mean, some of them are Mikey’s original designs that I tweaked over the time I was interning for him, but everything that’s on the wall I drew myself.”

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destructivedonnie :

He offered the girl a small genuine smile – one he had not given as frequently, and one that not many people could earn from him themselves. He congratulated her, giving out a soft chuckle. “I doubt it but i guess we’ll see. I don’t think you need a nuisance hanging around your parlour on its first day – bad luck.”

Lia smiled gently in return.. It was good to see Brandon out and about. “You say that as if that’s ever stopped you from being a nuisance before,” she joked, poking his shoulder playfully. “But, you should stop by. See how fabulous I really am and then you can go off and do whatever it is that Brandons do.”

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wutkaiden :

“ah, that’s a shame. maybe next time you could join me.“ kaiden offered, a warm smile gracing his delicate features. “well, you can join me as long as you’re still not pissed off at me for saying i’d fight mercury.. because i would still fuckin’ punch mercury.” he chuckled, teeth sinking into his plush bottom lip. “oh no ! he used lube. he just… lost it in his ass ? like it slipped up in there and he couldn’t get it out, so he had to go and get it removed. but he came like seven times while he was waiting. it was lowkey hot, to be honest. almost asked him to come over to mine but i was like nah… he probably had enough for one night.” kaiden murmured before he took a sip from his long island iced tea. “basically, i had a bet with a guy – he said that i couldn’t outdrink him and i said i could. we bet like a grand or somethin’ and guess what happened ? i fuckin’ won.. and considering i was at some.. biker bar ? i don’t know what you call it.. it got out of hand. so next thing you know, i’m fighting seven guys and everything is flying all over the place and i nearly died but man, it was insane.”

“yeah totally,” she grinned, playfully. “i mean, it’s not my place if you want to tempt fate that way, but hey, you’re business right?” dahlia really did believe in karma and she believed about 49% in astrology, but her ongoing joke with kaiden was really more fun than any of her actual beliefs were worth. “oh!” lia blinked, repeatedly. “see, when you said he got it stuck i thought you meant like ... literally stuck not lost,” she hid her mouth behind her hand in an attempt to fight her laughter, but was extremely unsuccessful. “wow. c’mon, you’re better than that. you don’t need to pick up dates at the ER, do you?” dahlia could only imagine what that must have been like. she felt embarrassed for the nameless stranger having to come that many times in front of complete strangers. her laughter escaped her before she even finished listening to the story. something like this would only happen to kaiden watson. “bikers are sensitive about their drinking, trust me, i dated one a few years back,” lia nodded solemnly. “well, ‘dated’,” she repeated, lifting her hands to complete the air quotes. 

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kierahudson :

“That depends,” Kiera teased with her head held high, “are you going to be at the launching event of my new clothing series in return?” She laughed it off. “I’ll drop by with food and make sure you’re all spoiled from working day and night.”

“You’re joking, right?” Dahlia raised an eyebrow at the other girl and crossed her arms over her chest. “Do you really think you’d be able to keep me away when that happens?” She laughed with her easily. The excitement filled every fiber of her being and it was noticeable from the way she was practically bouncing in place. “Can you believe this is actually happening? Also, you’re the best.”

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wutkaiden :

“i was at the hospital last night because i got into some crazy bar fight, right ? it was totally insane – at one point i ended up smashing a chair over some guy’s head. like fuck, my ribs are gonna ache for days but it was SO worth it.” kaiden drawled as his tongue briefly slipped out to appease the cut on his bottom lip. he looked like a mess with his black eye, busted up lip and bruised knuckles – and yet, he’s never felt more at ease. “anyway, wanna hear the best part ? while i was chilling in the hospital, some fucking guy got there and was bawling his eyes out because he got some giant fuckin’ salami stuck in his ass and he had to get it removed.” kaiden murmured, words tumbling out in a rush as he tried to stop himself from chuckling. “i was laughing for twenty minutes straight.. it was wild. but yeah, how was your night ?”

“well fuck -- definitely not as as exciting as yours,” lia blinked a few times, glancing down at her cocktail to make sure she wasn’t drinking acid and tripping out because that was the wildest story she had ever heard. “or really, as exciting as salami guy’s night .... but really, he should be the poster boy for why lube is so damn important. so rambo, what was your bar fight even about?”

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hunteridgaf :

“Maybe. Do I get the friends and family discount if I do?” Lifting an eyebrow, his lips quirked up slightly into the barest hint of a smirk. “I don’t know, what do you think would look good on me?” He asked with a shrug, giving her a considering look.

“Huh, well I just might be able to do something about that .. can’t give everyone the discount though so you might have to work for it,” Dahlia smirked, cocking her head to one side playfully. Her eyes scanned him slowly, from his head to his toes and then back up to his face. “I think I have a few ideas of what could look good on you.”

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jfcxavier :

“depends, would you be willing to mark someone who’s intoxicated? because if we’re being honest, i’m not sure i could handle the pain sober.”

“ well, legally my answer has to be no. on the low key end? as long as i’m getting paid, i don’t care. just sign your paperwork sober, yeah? gotta keep my bases covered.”

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“so my tattoo shop is finally opening up this weekend -- am i gonna be seeing you there or what?”

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Zoey Deutch as Elisa Sawyer in Switched At Birth 2x07 ‘Drive In The Knife’

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fckryan:

He didn’t know how he felt about that slap. It was a mixture of both anger and arousal. As much as it was hot for some sick reason, it still hurt. His lips hungrily sucked on hers as he pressured her into that one spot against the wall, his fingers resting at the back of her neck to hold her in place as they attacked each other’s lips. They were both always wanting more than they had. He panted, his breath coming in and out of his lungs in a fast pace as she leaned back, turning them over so his back rested against the wall that she had been just a few moments ago. She was so hot right now, it turned him on even looking at how angry she was. It was sick, he knew it, but he didn’t care. He didn’t even allow his own mind to think about anything. Her terms? He’d let her think that if that was what would float her boat. He didn’t have complains right now. He expected another slap to come as she stared at him, but instead she was the one to aggressively press her lips to his. It didn’t take much for him to kiss her back, his hands shifting to hold her hips with a firm pressure, he wanted to hold on something. He groaned, a bit louder than he intended to as her teeth came right down on his bottom lip. Was she trying to hurt him? Probably, but he kind of liked it. Her tongue passed through the area she just bit though, making him forget there was ever a pain at all. He didn’t really have much time to process that though, her lips were quick back on his, hungry and furious, reminding him how good of a kisser she was. Damn, a very good one. His hands traveled down -he knew they needed a bed as soon as possible- trying his best to not break their kiss as he easily picked her up, stumbling his way over to the bedroom.

There was something about him that lit a fire inside of her. It wasn’t exactly good, but it wasn’t all bad either. There was something to be said about passionate hate. It was all consuming while yet exhilarating. The way he grabbed at her hips, so tightly she knew she would have bruises in the shape of his fingerprints in the morning. Her heart was pounding harshly against her chest and if she didn’t know any better she would guess she was having a heart attack. She did know better though and even so, she somehow still found herself yanking at her ex-boyfriend’s clothing and pressing their bodies as close as humanly possible. A thrill rushed through her at the loud groan she was able to pull out of Ryan. It was a shiver of victory that ran up her spine  as he lifted her up, hands on her behind and lead her to the bed. She dropped to her feet just in front of it and lifted her shirt over her head. Her chest was heaving with ragged breaths as she starred up at the male before her. “Something seems familiar about this picture,” she laughed, a bitter tone laying just beneath the surface. “But plenty is going to be different, I want you to know that.” Dahlia wasn’t one to be caught as a fool twice and most certainly not in one day. Whatever was about to transpire between them, Lia had a plan to navigate through it, the plan she should have used from the very beginning.

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hcyparis:

Paris let his lower lip jut out to form a pout as he listened. He tilted his head to the side and then shook it. He couldn’t allow such a thing as pain or sadness to affect one of his friends. He set his cup down and slide over to her on the bench. His long arms moved to snake around her and he pulled her tightly against his chest. She probably wasn’t in the best position for a cuddle of that sort. He was hugging her entire tiny body, possibly a little too tight. Sometimes he wasn’t completely aware of his own strength, that he was actually bigger than most people he knew. “N’awh don’t say that. I’ll love you. You don’t have to worry. Me and Ror already sort of have a pact that if we’re not with someone by the time we’re like..thirty that we’d just have to marry each other. I don’t think she’d mind if we included you in that.” He assured her, giving her an extra little squeeze before he slid back to give her some space. “Why would I read depressing stories? They’d make you….depressed.” He giggled, lifting his hand to shake his hair out before readjusting it. “It’s A Song Of Ice and Fire. One of the Game of Throne books. I suppose it could be a little sad at times but its mostly fantasy.”

Before she could even realize what was happening, Lia was pulled back into Paris’ arms and she yelped in surprise. His long, gangly arms tightened around her and squeezed the breath out of her, even so she couldn’t help but laugh. “Paris!” she protested. “You’re crushing me!” the brunette giggled as she tried to wiggle out of the younger boy’s grasp. You, me and Rory, huh? That actually sounds pretty heavenly, but I’d die from the amount of cuteness between you two.” Rory and Paris were two of her absolutely favorite people so the thought alone brought a smile to her face. They would all be a cute couple. When Paris relaxed his grip enough, Dahlia shifted around and poked him on the nose. “Goofball. Some people read depressing stories because it helps them appreciate everything they’ve got going for them ... because at least they don’t have to suffer the fates of the people in the books,” she tried to explain. Her dark eyes were drawn to the cover, taking notice of the dragon-like relic on the cover. “I’ve heard good things about it ... And I hate to break it to you, but most of them sound sad too. We’ll have to see how long a cutie like you can stand something being so sad.”