Girlfriend Boyfriend Matching Tattoos นิยาย & เรื่องราว

"We want matching tattoos." We settle on a design together. A crescent moon and a small wave. The moon represents the nights that saved us, the nights we stayed up talking, crying, planning. And the wave—well, that's us. Always rising, always crashing, but never breaking, the way we always came back to each other. "You sure about this?" Cassian asked as I settled into the chair first. "You're not going to chicken out, are you?" I glare at him. "I'm not a chicken. Let's do this."

Her eyes were blue colored and she had full kissable lips she painted over with some clear lip gloss. She had a large watercolor tattoo of a Phoenix on her left side in red orange and many other colors. On her thigh was a watercolor tattoo of a wolf howling to the moon. What bothered her the most was the three most personal tattoos she had. One was on her right forearm it was a watercolor tattoo of a Celtic Love knot the read “Love is real”, Rhys has the same one that read “Real is Love”. Another one was the was of their fingerprints that came together and formed the shape of an heart, Rhys also had the same thing. And the last was the obvious one, It was and eternal love tattoo right above

As we approached, I took them in. The girl had stunning pink hair and several piercings in her ears and nose. She wore worn jeans and a faded band t-shirt, and her arms were covered in complex tattoos. Next to her, a lanky boy with sleeve tattoos swirled a cigarette between his fingers, his black eyes alert. The third was built like a linebacker, with a shaved head and a geometric tattooed near the base of his head. "This is Raven, Zeke, and Brick," Jade stated, nodding to each of them.

It was a one-of-a-kind just like she was. I took it from the case and waited for her to pull her hair up for me. It looked beautiful on her. “The two rings, amber and green, represent you and Moira. They overlap perfectly just like when you’re both present. Zen and I wanted you to know that no matter where you are, you’re with us,” I told them. Then I showed her the matching tattoo on my forearm. Their names were inscribed on the rings. Tears welled up in her eyes as her finger traced the tattoo. Her soft lips pressed a kiss there before leaving a chaste kiss on my own.

(You act like I can't take care of myself plus I have an assassin with me) "It's still no," he says "I'm going to get ready you better not leave without me," he says and walks upstairs while the guys to the same. "He does realize were going to do that anyway right," Rae says I shrug my shoulders to her and we walk to my car and hop in to get Nova soon we've picked her up and were at the tattoo parlor give the tattoo artist our ideas except Nov. I decide on a rose on my under boob, butterfly's on the bottom of my thumb bone, a sleeve of flowers on my arm, and a heart on my inner wrist. Rae got the same inner heart as me, but she also got an arm sleeve that had a lion with blue eyes and flower

He stretch out his right arm, exposing the tattoo there. "Your tattoo?" "Yeah, but its Minnie Mouse. Why would I get Minnie Mouse?" I smiled, "it was all your idea, trying to break away from the 'cliche of things'." I went to standing by him, holding out my arm as well, showing him my Mickey Mouse tattoo, that matched perfectly with his. Our separate tattoos, when put together, showed Mickey and Minnie kissing. "Oh," he nodded, then wrapped his arm around me. "Makes sense."

“is just for fun.” Heat climbed up my neck. “And what’s the fun one supposed to mean?” “You’d have to find out for yourself.” His voice dipped low again, and I swore my heart skipped. One of his friends Ryan grin leaned in then, resting an elbow on the table. “You’re not the only one with ink worth showing off,” he said, tugging up his own sleeve. The tattoo was intricate, swirling with roses and blades, like beauty tangled with danger. The other two joined in, each showing me their designs a phoenix across one’s back that peeked over his collar, a serpent winding down another’s arm in precise, dangerous curves.

Charley and his girlfriend Bridget. The trio of them met in college and didn't mind grafting me into their friendship. Speaking of friends, I hadn't contacted mine since ages. Drake had said it would safe after a few months but I didn't dare it. I stalked them on social media instead. I got into the shower and felt the cool water wash over me, drowning my fears. The fire tattoo on my back was a steady reminder to the checkpoint I had crossed. I got one more on my neck to add to them. Now, I was perfectly unrecognisable. No one who knew me before would guess I'd get three tattoos.

she said with a few tears on her cheeks, tears of joy. "Did you think I was going to disappear and we'd never see each other again?" there was a smile of relieved on his face. She wiped her tears and nodded. "You know you can't get rid of me, even if you try." He lifted his shirt and put her hand on his tattoo, right in the middle of his chest. "I made this in the summer ... the worst summer in my life, when you shut me out like we've never even been friends," he reminded her.

I was not certain what the front looked like, but the white thong looked great from the back. My eyes lingered on tattoos that had not been there yesterday… The left cheek said, ‘Property of Jackson Habibi’. The right cheek said, ‘Property of Zeus Hamia’ and were both signed with her initials. Damn fucking straight. Now, I needed to get a tattoo that showed the same sentiment regarding her. There was nobody else that I would willingly belong to except for her. I bent over and kissed the left cheek while Zeus kissed the right. It was an honor to us both that she chose to belong to us. We also belonged to her – heart, body, and soul.