Harry Potter Couple Tattoos Novels & Stories

I noticed that Hugo was looking straight into my eyes as if I said something wrong. "You really wanna get a tattoo?" Landon asks. I move my head back to my husband. "Yes. Let's get a couple tattoo." Landon seemed surprised. "Let's get inked together Landon." I added right away. Landon stares at me doubtfully as he begins to cup both of my cheeks. "Are you really sure love? Tattoos are going to be permanent on your skin. Are you sure?" I nod firmly. "Yes." I move my head to Dominique and Hugo, they were just looking at us so I tell them. "We wouldn't want both of you to wait and to go home late because of us. Hugo already wants to go anyways. Why don't you go ahead first?"

"She does the designs, I handle the tattooing." The blonde huffs and approaches me. She shows me a photo of a guy I immediately recognize. It's Harry Styles. "I want to get a tattoo of my boyfriend's picture." She looks me in the eyes, daring me to contradict what she just said. Which, of course, I do. I smile defiantly. "Are you aware that he's a singer?" "Of course I know that my boyfriend is a singer. Are you jealous or something?" Oh God, besides her breasts, she also has neurons made of silicone.

Luke's awe was clear as Clay finished my tattoo, his skilled hands bringing to life the intricate design we'd agreed upon. It was more than ink on skin; it was a symbol of our intertwined lives, our shared journey. The art was so quintessentially us, capturing the essence of our bond in bold, swirling lines and shaded crescents.

I got the tattoo with him on our third anniversary. It had his initials and birthday. After we got the tattoo, Orion held my hands with bright eyes. “Summer, no matter what you look like in the future, I’ll be able to recognize you by this tattoo. You won’t be able to run away from me.” I laughed. “What if I remove the tattoo and become disfigured? Would you be able to recognize me, then?” “Of course. Even if I don’t recognize you on the spot, I eventually will. It’s called ‘lovers’ telepathy.’”

The bond exploded, silver and gold intertwining in blinding light, sealing us eternally. Tattoos bloomed across her skin…. her small red full moon on her breast glowed crimson, extending in golden branches with silver petals across her torso, her arms… her whole body, beautiful and ancient. My crescent moon on my right shoulder shone silver, Kieran's on his left mirroring it, linking us forever.