Disney Descendants Tattoo Novels & Stories

"What do you mean, Aunty?" "It seems you're rebelling against us. You go out and get tattoos. I mean they're small and not that visible, but still —, " she shook her head and exhaled. "Aunty I'm sorry you guys feel that way, but each of my tattoos means something to me. The one on my wrist is Dad's name, the one below my left rib is Mom's name, and the butterfly behind my ears represents my transformation. I was once a broken child, and now I'm gaining confidence as the days go by," I told her.

After the near rape incident the first few months I was there, we had the tattoos done on our left arm to signify we were all one, part of the same group. A sigil of each pack combined into one tattoo. A wolf’s head with long fangs for Venom Fang, the crescent moon above its head for Crescent Moon Lucius’s pack, The forest behind it for the Black Forest pack that Johnny comes from, a red river at the bottom for Dex’s pack the Blood River Pack and the night sky, for the Dark Night Pack where Brent is from. They all have the same one. Heading out into the living room, I see them all sitting around chatting and laughing when they all look at me.

“I’m going to put something on now!” “Nice tattoo, Aldo!” Adia teases. Yeah I have a tattoo on my ribcage, no one really sees it unless they see me shirtless. Nova hasn’t said anything, but I doubt my tattoo is the first thing on their mind. It’s a flaming phoenix . Knowing I was the only survivor of the crash that killed my parents and maternal grandparents makes me feel a bit like a phoenix. I’ll need a purple butterfly over my heart, for Nova.

Only a handful of conglomerate families, or royal descendants, have such markings on all their workers. As they cuffed my hands, I noticed the curves of the golden tattoos on the big men's necks and wrists. The curves of the letters were not those of an ordinary alphabet. Although thin, I was able to read the initials of the owner who had ordered his workers to install the tattoos. 'My oath, to the blood of Davis.' Davis. This guard that my mom had wasn't from my family but from the Davis family! But ... My marriage to Luke Davis hasn't even started yet. What does it mean that my mom already let workers from another family into the mansion?

Not only did I want to get a belly ring but also wanted to get a tattoo, but I know either of those my father would never agree too. “I was wondering if we could go to Aart Accent Tattoos & Piercings.” “Why would you want to go there, baby girl?” “Well, I’ve always wanted to get a tattoo, but my father would never agree for me to do something like that.” “And what type of tattoo does my baby girl wants?” I brought out my phone to pull up the picture a drew to show Asmodeus the moon that I want as my tattoo. It’s a blue crescent moon, with blue roses, and white leaves around the roses. He takes my phone and smiles as he hands it back to me.

Justice is blessed with a rack I've tried not to notice for far too long. "I never noticed this before." A tattoo on her side, right below where the band of her bra sits. "Yeah." She grins. "Harley and I got them when we turned eighteen, but we didn't want Mom and Dad to see." "What does it say?" I cock my head to the side to read the script. "To infinity… and Harley has ...and beyond in the same spot on her. We loved Toy Story as kids." She shrugs. "I like it." "We wanted something important to us."

" My eyes widened in realisation. I pulled up my left sleeve and looked at the tattoo decorating my forearm. "The tattoo is the chess piece that represents you on the chessboard, the image he cannot see is the Falcon. It looks different on each of us but it is clear on Jack, Roxy, Tyler, Calvin and myself. It has been tradition, after a year of loyal service you get the tattoo," I explained. "So that means I'm gonna get the tattoo?" "No, you're the chief's daughter, if we want you to be continue keeping us updated then we need to ensure you never become a suspect. So it would be beneficial if you remained clean and not get the tattoo," I stated.

She said. Right now she was smiling at the memory… but I knew she wouldn’t be for long. “Later that night when I got ready for bed I went to take off my necklace. The one my dad had given me.. with the stag etched on it. Just like this one….” She held up her arm. She’d had a stag tattooed there for years. It was part of her love of all things nature. And she fancied the creatures.. thought they were magical. She’s gotten the tattoo ages ago. Instead of the gang tattoo the rest of us got when we were eighteen. Now she had both.

He exclaims which makes me then look down at my forearm to read my own tattoo which spelt 'family'. The tattoo was something that all of our members had to prove that they were in our gang and that we were a family. Jake had it on his bicep, Jason had it on his shoulder blade, Zack had it on his rib and Nick had it on his collar bone. Dominic got it recently on the back of her ear. Somewhere hard to find but still in her style. It suited her, and it wouldn't risk her identity being found out.