Pinky Promise Tattoo Ideas Novels & Stories

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

And she raised her pinky finger, “Pinky promise.” Smiling, I crossed my pinky finger with her, “Yeah, pinky promise.”

Eddie bargained, hope evident in her eyes. Cherry stepped forward and wrapped her pinky finger around Eddie's finger. "Pinky promise,” “Thank you,” Eddie smiled. "Do you guys know that you are wasting a lot of time right now with all these?” Mika asked with a raised brow.

“It’s like a promise. I promise not to run away if you promise not to hurt me too.” Mizuko saw how the corner of the man’s mouth lift up. Suddenly he raised his hand mid-air and raised his pinky. It made her brows draw together. “Are you serious? A pinky promise is a kid’s thing.” “It’s how we seal a promise,” he replied. Mizuko slowly raised her hand and when she was about to intertwine her pinky with his, she suddenly had a flashback of someone. It made her eyes wide, hearing a voice that she should never make a promise with a demon.

“Okay. You’ll take her on many dates, but promise me you’ll both get married.” She put me in a tight spot with that. I couldn’t say no to those pouty lips and wide puppy eyes. Her pinky finger came up, and she wiggled it in front of my face. “Go on, promise me. Pinky promise.” “Fine,” I said smiling, giving in with a sigh. “I promise.” My pinky finger was large enough to swallow hers in the pinky promise. I couldn’t hide my shock when Nadia drew our intertwined fingers to her lips and sealed our little ritual with a kiss.

“Yeah? Maybe once my ass is healed you can turn the puncture wound into one of them cool, fake bullet holes you see on motorcycles and pickup tailgates.” “Please. I’m an artiste. I have something way better in mind. Something hip-fun-sexy-cool.” Suspicion clouded Colt’s face. “I already told you. You ain’t tattooing the area around my nipples. Ever.” “But this new pattern is so awesome. Turquoise and orange outlined in black and red, that looks like flames—” “No way, no how.” “Just hear me out.” “Dammit, Indy, I said no. Why are you so dang fired up about doin’ this?”

I, then, placed them on the floor and faced you. "You know how many people don't want you to leave yet and we're not even sure if you are going to leave soon. Let's not jump into conclusions yet, hm? I just want you beside me, that's all. No overthinking." "Promise?" I couldn't help, but chuckle when you raised your pinky finger and waited for me to lock mine on yours. I, then, did as what you anticipated me to do. "Promise." Once again, I smiled as I locked my pinky finger on yours. You flashed out a sweet smile before you pulled me by the hand to embrace.

He was making me feel tingly from inside. ‘’As long as it’s not ice cream. I will give everything to you. You just have to come back fast.’’ I said forwarding my pinky finger in front sealing the promise while he entangled my finger with his bog pinky finger looking at me with some weird but loved-filled eyes. ‘’Never forget the promise you made.’’ He said. ‘’’ Never ever,’’ I replied knowing that I will keep my promise on all conditions.

I faced him, leaning on the headboard with my hands crossed on my chest. “Hmm, what's that?” The glee never leaves his face. I think he would be the first and the right person to share my rash decisions with, he was going to be the least person giving it too much thought and also the least to judge as well. “Promise you wouldn't tell anyone.” “Pinky promise.” He stuck his pinky finger and I reached for it, linking mine with it, "Pinky promise." “Okay, here we go.” I rubbed my palms together, girding him for the incoming rash decision I took before he got in here. His eyes moved from my hands to my face, “Tell me, Rose.”

I feel my heart do this tiny, giddy flip. “You make it easy,” I whisper. He brushes some hair from my cheek. “Let’s come back one day. See if it’s still here. Maybe our wishes will come true by then.” I nod. “Promise?” He links our pinkies together without another word. And just like that, I know I’m already keeping mine. “Promise.”