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The Hot Piercer (7k)

Eren Jaeger is the mean, hot owner of Shiganshina Designs, and he's here to pierce whatever you ask him to. But only, at a certain price afterwards.

Story from: younggf

You weren't a pussy—you weren't. You were not going to chicken out on doing this! You've had this planned for weeks now, but chickened out at the last minute every single time. Your friends had gotten sick of you cancelling on them and backing out, so now no one was here to hold your hand.

Bastards.

But you got this! You're going to put your big girl panties on and get these damn piercings if it was the last thing you did!

...but fuck if you weren't nervous as hell walking into the tattoo and piercing shop. Shiganshina Designs, the shop's name was called. It sat on the corner of the block, all dark with neon lights flashing in the middle of the night, a call to those wishing for drunken mistakes and high ideas. You had never worked up the courage to walk in, but tonight, you were determined to walk through those front doors and get your piercings, damnit.

After another brief pep talks to yourself in the car, you're walking through the front doors of the shop, their hours painted onto the glass, another intricate design of blue and white wings decorating the bottom part of it. The shop is a lot brighter than you expected it to be at this time of night, but luckily, there aren't too many customers to make it insanely busy.

Sucking in another deep breath, you push your legs to move to the front desk, feet feeling weighed down by heavy lead as you only imagine the pain that'll come with shoving a needle in your body. You shiver, clench your eyes shut for a second as you wait for the receptionist to come to greet you, willing yourself to calm down and stop thinking about the inevitable pain.

"Hello! Welcome to Shiganshina Designs. How may I help you today?" A soft, high pitched voice makes you snap your eyes open. The receptionist is blonde with pretty blue eyes, blinking up at you with the widest grin as she waits for you to speak. You open and close your mouth a few times, before another woman comes up behind the receptionist, hangs onto her shoulders as she smirks at you.

"Historia's pretty and all, but if you're not here to get a tattoo or piercing, it's best to just leave. She's taken." The other lady rubs her cheek against the blondes hair, ignoring her swatting and complaints about her being too rude. You finally snap out of your scared stupor and yell a little too loudly for the quiet shop.

"I'm here for a piercing! Two piercings! Please!" A few other patrons look your way, but ignore you nonetheless, used to people getting overexcited about this kind of shit and not being able to control themselves. They just hoped you haven't drunk off your ass. Historia smiles softly at you, the other lady who you see name tag reads Ymir, grins wolfishly.

"That's what I'm talking about!" Ymir goads picks herself up from around Historia's shoulders to lean over the counter to fist bump you with a tatted hand.

"Which piercings would they be?" Historia asks softly, rolling her eyes with a lopsided smile when you slowly accept the fist bump. The question though, makes your body warm as you lower your eyes to the pretty jewellery being showcased on the glass counters.

"Um," you whisper, stepping a little closer so you won't be heard around the shop. "A nose piercing." Historia nods quickly, tapping away at the machine in front of her, looking up as she waits to hear your second choice.

"And um," you have to get this, you repeat over and over again in your head. You have to get this for the aesthetic, damnit!

"Cmon, I'm on the edge of my seat here." Ymir groans, leaning over the counter to shove a heavily pierced ear in your face. She's dragged back by Historia who swiftly apologizes for her overexcitement.