Gear 5 Luffy Tattoo Novels & Stories

Aarya “Wow! It’s exquisite!” I marveled at the stunning neck tattoo that adorned my best friend Lea’s skin. My fingers traced the lines of the intricate design as I asked her, “I want one too, but I’m such a wimp thinking about the pain. Did it hurt?” Nestled at the base of her neck, where the curve of her neck met her shoulder, was a beautifully detailed wolf outline tattoo. Below the tattoo were Steven's initials, symbolizing their connection. It looks amazing.

Harry and I decided to sit on the sand and just stared at the sea which looked absolutely calm under this dim lit beach having the full moon only giving us light from above us. “You have to show me your tattoo on your ankles.” I begged. Harry chuckles, “Very persistent. One sec.” He pulled out his phone and turned on his flashlight before focusing the light to his left foot. He begins to show me the outer side of his left ankle which said “BLUE” and then to the inner side of this left ankle which said “MOCKINGBIRD”. I gaped.

I pulled out my phone and showed her. “What is that?” “I got stung by a jellyfish. I want the sting as a tattoo. It wraps all the way around my leg from thigh to calf, but skinny lines.” “I see that. Super cute. Email these to me and I’ll do what I can.” She pushed her card over to me. Emailing them, she printed it out, and I took a seat. Pulling out my phone, I sent a picture through a text message. It was of my smiling. Capturing it, tattoo time. I hit send and sent it to Ethan.

Both of them looked at me like I was insane. "First, he can tattoo? Second, you let him put his family crest on you? Damn girl." Becky laughed. I rolled my eyes. "Obviously. And well, it seemed fair. He let me tattoo him. The same spot, but his is a lotus flower sitting on a crescent moon with the five moon phases under it." I shrugged. "Wow. So you two are next level in this relationship. It's that serious." Becky whistled.

The love of my life. Silvy The day after Goof proposed and claimed me he took me to Tank's tattoo shop to get my mark. Was I nervous? Hell yes. I was nervous about the entire process. Tank, bless the gentle giant, let me bring Ant in with us. Ant was a hit at the shop. I was a little worried the receptionist might not give him back. It took Tank forty five minutes to finish the work on my shoulder. According to Goof that is the least sexy part of my body. Did it burn? Sure. But not as bad as I thought it would be. I wanted to see what it looked like. Tank stood me in front of his mirror. It was amazing. It looked my the Renegades emblem with a motorcycle driving through the middle of it. A

The fiery burn lingered in my throat. "Nothing's wrong with being a gentleman, but pretending to be one just to impress women doesn't make you one." I smirked, taking another swig of whiskey. I surveyed his outfit, taking in every detail. He wore a vivid red shirt left open to showcase a muscular chest inked with a roaring lion whose fiery orange mane seemed to reach beyond his skin. Leonardo. Lion-hearted. That tattoo made perfect sense. A golden cross lay nestled atop the lion's mane, glinting in the light like a beacon of faith. It was clear that Leonardo wore his heart on his sleeve. His was a tattooed visual representation of his inner fire.

"I asked you to touch." My digits were soaked with sweat. The itchiness to trace my fingers on his skin had intensified. I averted my stare from his intimidating one and settled on where we had the Lazza tattoo. It was so huge that it occupied most of his side chest. The isle was well highlighted and the Lazza name was nicely engraved on him. It felt so powerful. He knew he owned so much power by having just a Lazza tattoo. If there was anyone who didn't know the tattoo was probably not born or was living in a world that didn't exist.

So, I was thinking I will take a train to live with Alice for sometime. 'Will she recognize me?' Maybe she will. Someone taps again on my shoulder and this time I look behind me with an angry glare but quickly looks forward again. "What were you thinking so hard, tesoro? Luciano asks with a smile before sitting in a chair in front of me. "Nothing." Comes my low voice. "How about a tattoo?" I look at him confused. Tattoo? If he wants a tattoo then why he is asking me. "Every one in mafia has a tattoo to symbolize them. My gang has one too. Here, look!" he explains unbuttons half of his shirt.

Until finally his footsteps stopped when he saw what was going on inside the club. Some people are laying on the floor. Whether they are still alive or not. And some tables and chairs were laying on the floor in a chaotic position. There where some broken glass scattered on the floor. Then a man wearing a black shirt walked over to Logan. The sleeves of his shirt were rolled up to his elbows. So that shows the tattoo that fills his arm. On the left hand the man shows a tattoo of the ocean with a red fish as if jumping from the sea. while on his left hand the devil's face tattoo. "Did he admitted it, Giulio?" Logan asked the man.

“It matches the symbol on the cars that followed us from Lily’s college.” “This dragon symbol…” Cyber trailed off, narrowing his eyes. “It looks a lot like the DiFronzo family crest.” I nodded. “I am getting to that. Lets first see the video.” In the video, a man who had gotten out of the car to fill the tank. His face was covered, but there was a deep scar and stitch marks on his neck, clear as day. I rewound the footage, zooming in on the back windshield. There was a hand. Not clear, but visible enough to show a tattoo.