Autism Infinity Symbol Tattoo Novels & Stories

Xavier cursed. "Just like us, they shared the same symbol to their family. Their emblem is a certain wildflower, Achillea millefolium, or Yarrow. The tattoos are printed against the skin on their nape. It's too small to be even noticed," Zeus explained. Xavier's brows furrowed as he looked closely into the picture. "A month ago in L.A when I was on my honeymoon, I received this strange message," he admitted. "What did it say?"

Harrison glanced at the screen, then turned his head to look at me, asking, "What's wrong, Kayla? Did you notice anything?" "This—," I pointed at the screen, the tattoo on the side of the man's middle finger, my voice starting to tremble. "Look, on the side of his finger, there's a small tattoo..." With my reminder, Harrison leaned closer to the screen, carefully examining it. "It does seem to be a tattoo. It looks like... " "...an infinity symbol," I almost didn't think twice before blurting out the answer. Surprisingly, Harrison, who was observing the screen intently, was a beat slower in his response.

I stared at the inside of my wrist, at the mark that had formed there overnight. It was a moon with an infinity symbol on it, it was simple yet beautiful. I recognized it, but I just couldn't pinpoint exactly what it meant. “Zaya, are you alright?” Xena asked and I sighed out in relief at the sound of her voice. "Xena, I'm so glad you're back." I said to her in my head. I'd been so preoccupied with the symbol, I'd failed to realise our bond had been fully restored and I could feel her more than ever before.

“More than okay. I’m happy.” “That makes me happy. Let’s shower, I have some meetings today and if memory serves you a training session with Harrison.” Avery picks me up and carries me to the bathroom. We shower together which takes longer than anticipated as desire hits us again. Once we finish our shower I look in the mirror and find an infinity symbol with a wolf howling. I trace the infinity line as it leads to the wolf. “We are forever linked now. We will feel each other’s emotions much more now,” says Avery as he kisses the back of my shoulder, wrapping his arms around my waist. I look at his reflection and see he has the same mark, making me smile.

My dad’s face became clenched tight as his eyes stared straight at what Beau was showing them. It was the children of Gaia symbol, and for the life of me, I didn’t understand how Beau now also had it scarred into the palm of his hand. Our members all got the children of Gaia symbol tattooed against their shoulders once they were eighteen, Beau had his symbol tattooed on his right shoulder as was our custom.

Alexis sighed in relief. Alexis looked at Zylo then creased her forehead when she something on Zylo's neck. She stared at it seriously. "W-wait! What the fuck are you doing?!" Zylo exclaimed. "When did you put this tatoo in your neck?" Alexis asked. Zylo creased his forehead then held his neck. Alexis grabbed her mirror from her bag then showed the tattoo. Zylo's eyes widen when he saw the tattoo from his neck. It looks like a black circle with a small white circle in the middle.

I said. "Much more," Marisol said. "The spiral is already being used in posts about Hidden Stitch. People are drawing it. Tattooing it." She paused. "Three people have already gotten it as a tattoo." I looked at the phone. At the spiral. At Noah's caption. At seventy three thousand. "He designed a brand symbol that people are tattooing onto themselves," I said. "He's five years old," Marisol said. "And yes." I put the phone down.

“Paper and that would be the picture of your tattoo.” His jaw dropped. “Wait, why so complicated?” “That’s the rule number 3.” “Can we just put in a normal font and stating hashtag rule number three?” "No." "But!" “You have an objection?” I asked. “I can walk to Wisdom’s house from here.” “That’s not it but…” “Are you afraid?” He stood up straight. “Who’s afraid? Come on, where are we going to get my tattoo?” he said with confidence. “We? We don’t have we, okay? One more thing, you’re the only one who will get a tattoo. It’s clear that your name is the only one that is written in the paper isn’t it? Wolframite. Who’s Wolframite?”

“Your tattoos are beautiful.” I look at the tattoo of a skull surrounded by black flames. My whole right arm is decorated with tattoos from shoulder to wrist. My skin prickles with every caress of her fingers, but I don’t stop her from touching me. The tattoo sleeve has several tribal symbols, and there are a seal trident and a frogman tattoo on my shoulder. Each tattoo represents something in my life. The skull represents my status as an Assassin, and the cross is a play on my name. Her finger moves down the line of my intricate cross, then to the inside of my rib cage, where I have an inscription. Qui velit, ut vivat in aeternum.

I choked out taking it in. It was an inked infinity symbol that had our pet names for each other in it, on one side was grump, and on the other side was lunny svet, and beneath the symbol were the words I had told him in the elevator months back, you are grump and I am sunshine. "You remembered..." "I'd be dead if I didn't remember every single detail about you and the moments shared with you." "Oo grump." I coed at him before leaning in to place my lips on the tattoed spot and I kissed severally at the place enjoying the way he bucked beneath me with gasps of pleasure leaving him.