Sailor Moon Tattoo Outline Novels & Stories

I hear the Star Wars theme song start and I notice Merigold grab her phone out of her bag. I hear her say she is pulling the caller on speaker and takes a piece of paper and pencil from the prospect behind the bar. She puts the phone on the bar and moves her hair to the side. When she does it exposes her bare shoulder and that's when I see a tattoo on her shoulder blade. I'm not paying attention to who she's talking to but she is leaning over the bar doing something that has the prospect and Tank’s attention. I want to get a closer look at the ink and see what has everyone's attention. I hear Tank " Princess. That is good." as I reach her back. I look over and see what they are looking at. I

“I’m here for a tattoo.” He leaned back, arms folding across his broad chest. The motion made the fabric of his shirt strain. “You? A tattoo?” He laughed, low and cruel. “Let me guess. Tiny heart on your wrist? Or maybe a quote about ‘strength’ in some flowery script so everyone knows how deep you are.” I pulled out my phone and showed him the design. “Lower back. Crescent moon with vines. I have the reference.”

I assured her. “Look again.” I said to them, waving my hand across that spot and immediately the tattoo was made visible to their eyes and I saw their breaths hitched, with low gasps coming out of their mouths. “It’s true.” “This is goodnews.” “Thanks to the moon goddess.” Ellen said with heart filled with gratefulness. “It’s so beautiful.” Sera trailed her fingers on the tattoo. “Yes it is.” ~~~~~~ TWO MONTHS LATER. The chamber hall was filled with a lot of the pack members, today was the naming ceremony of The baby. Music filled the air, different activities were going on.

Drawing closer, I took the tattooed inscription on the moon she carried. “Nati spiritus mei, nati cordis mei. Liberos Meos.” Born of my breath, born of my heart. My children. A golden glint drew my attention to the rings on the fingers of her left hand. I spot a writing so small it was almost had to see. Squinting, I slowly made out the word. “Se… Selene,” I breathed in awe.

How can you not know you have a whole back tattoo. "It is beautiful I say as I start to take my hand and trace over it. It looks like a half-moon starting on his Right side and going all the way down his back. I trace the moon as I look to the left side. On the left side, it looks like rays of light beaming out and covering the left side. I am in awe as I continue to trace the lines and shapes on his back. It is stunning.

Zoey “What’s this about?” Bri asked, sitting back in her chair. She wore Wyatt’s shirt open with only a thin low-cut bralette beneath. The new tattoo she’d had Issac drill into her skin was simple and elegant as it rested on her sternum just below her breasts. Up the center of her chest, the water lily bloom birthed a crescent moon, a series of lines and dots indicating its glow in a circle around it, and above that a dainty fleur de lis. It paired with the twin Hyacinth Bean vines that now wrapped around her biceps and snaked down her arms and around each ring finger all in elegant black and grey. She and Issac had this thing about being in each other's company in companionable silence. The

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.

Touching her tattoo, I ask her what it means. “I don’t know how to explain it. You’ll think I’m crazy if I do,” she says. “Try me. I’ve had my fair share of crazy,” I offer in response. “I had the tattoo done after suffering a loss a few years back,” she explains. Pointing at it, she continues, “You see this? It’s called a Nautilus shell. Can you see how it curls up into itself, almost like it’s never ending? For me, that represents infinity with no end and no beginning.”

Not only did I want to get a belly ring but also wanted to get a tattoo, but I know either of those my father would never agree too. “I was wondering if we could go to Aart Accent Tattoos & Piercings.” “Why would you want to go there, baby girl?” “Well, I’ve always wanted to get a tattoo, but my father would never agree for me to do something like that.” “And what type of tattoo does my baby girl wants?” I brought out my phone to pull up the picture a drew to show Asmodeus the moon that I want as my tattoo. It’s a blue crescent moon, with blue roses, and white leaves around the roses. He takes my phone and smiles as he hands it back to me.

My breath hitched as I caught sight of it in the mirror he pulled out of my bag—a faint yet intricate design swirling across my collar bone, glowing faintly silver before settling into a deep, ink-like black. The tattoo was mesmerizing, an elegant crescent moon at its core, its curves etched with delicate runes that seemed ancient and alive. Surrounding the crescent, fine lines branched out like veins, forming patterns resembling intertwining vines and stars, as though the night sky itself had been imprinted onto my skin. The vines wrapped gently outward, framing the crescent in an intricate lattice of beauty and mystery, their edges tapering off just shy of my collarbone. At the crescent’s