Mikasa Ackerman Tattoo Novels & Stories

“I am the view.” I took a deep breath. “Oh, Ericka, I’m not playing games with you.” She winked. “But I am.” Then she sighed, her tone suddenly casual. “Anyway, I just wanted to remind you about our deal, in case you forgot. Bye, Audrey…” She turned her back and walked away like a runway model. Only now did I notice the tattoo on her arm. Since her hair was tied back and her dress was completely open at the back, it was easy to see, an intricate flowery design with something written in delicate cursive.

"I have never seen such a beautiful mermaid like yourself." Aziza smiles, her cheeks glowing with a gentle blush, clearly touched by Trent's sincere compliments. She signs, "Thank you, Trent. I appreciate your kind words about my appearance, and it means a lot to me. As for your tattoos, they are truly striking and hold a certain allure. Each one seems to carry a story, a glimpse into your experiences. I had thought of getting some myself someday, but I don't have many experiences to tell stories of."

Lug Nut Watching Ailee get marked was a dream come true. Just one more step to making her all mine. The last thing is getting my ring on her finger. And that isn’t very far off. Six months isn’t long compared to the lifetime we are going to spend together. I’m not paying attention to Mick. The guy working on my tattoo. He has done some of my work before so I’m not worried. My eyes are glued to Tank and Ailee. Not that I don’t trust him. I trust the man with my life and my girl. I just like seeing Ailee’s tattoo come to life. Merigold has customized all the tattoos for the ol’e ladies but this one Ailee put in her thoughts as well. Most ol’e ladies have the tattoo on their back or chest. Not

“But I do have a baseball bat under the shotgun seat.” “I would’ve believed the gun thing, you know,” Akira stated while the other woman yanked her by the arm to go inside. “Why are we here anyway, Erin?” “I wanted to get inked before drinking.” “So… bad choices first before intoxication?” Akira asked as they walked to the counter and Erin pulled her phone out with a laugh of disbelief. “Would you rather have me choosing a tattoo while we’re drunk?”

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.

Lilac approached her and smiled. ‘What is it about them that makes them smile at me?’ she thought. Emily abruptly shook her head. She is aware of the fact that she has already arrived at the Blue Moon pack. As a result, she cannot trust anyone. Lilac pursed her lips and gave her a pitying look. “You look pale,” she said as she sat beside Emily. “But don’t be alarmed; you’re going to be fine. Millie is our pack’s best doctor,” she added, smiling at her.

In that country, tattoos were still strongly associated with Yakuza culture. "No, but you really look like one." Akiko turned away, pretending to look out the window, because an unexpected image of Kenji's body flashed through her mind, making her feel embarrassed. Though it was only a fleeting memory, she knew his body was clean. Had his wound not caused him more pain, Kenji might have laughed. "You're allowed to assume that, but no, I'm not a Yakuza like the ones you see in movies," Kenji said.

Luna shrieked, losing control of her expression. Mia smirked. "Take a guess. Do you think I'm going to strip you off and let you show up naked in public?" Luna instinctively looked at Timothy, whose face and gaze were both cold. Mia crouched down to study Luna's ankles. "The tattoo around your ankle looks familiar to me. I think I've seen it somewhere before." Luna hurriedly withdrew her foot as her face turned pale. "It's just a common tattoo. It's normal for you to have seen it before."

“We will be fine. We probably just need the right people in our lives… and get rid of this itch on my back.” I frowned as she hesitated before turning her back to me, wordlessly asking me to scratch her back for her. I couldn’t help but smile as I slowly unzipped her dress, taking in the flawlessness of her back and the tiny tattoo that was there right at the middle of her lower back. It was clearly an infinity sign, with a tiny drawing of the moon on each side of the loops. Extremely identical to the earrings and necklace I gave her. I opened my eyes to ask her when she got a tattoo.

He tilted his head eyeing me curiously like a cat cornering a mouse. I could only imagine that my now ruined Akasha costume was a wreck and god did I smell like death. My black skirt splattered on the end with shit, a medium-size splatter pattern across my stomach waist, and chest and I didn’t even want to imagine what my hair and crown looked like. I did a quick check to make sure my metal bustier had been still securely strapped in place, only to get a smear of feces on my hand. I sighed heavily in defeat I honestly haven’t the slightest idea as to how I haven’t puked yet. “So…I like your costume,” I say continuing to make small talk which at this point has made things increasingly more aw