Shikamaru Tattoo Novels & Stories

The dark blue ink felt like blood seeping across the paper. Vardan took the paper back with a satisfied expression. "Smart." The man moved forward as if to touch Sora’s cheek. Reflexively, Sora threw up his hand to block him. The sudden jerk caused the mallet in his hand to slip, striking Vardan’s exposed wrist. Vardan’s black sleeve shifted slightly from the impact. There, etched into his golden skin, was a small, hyper-detailed tattoo. A howling wolf with a single falling-star eye. The true mark of the Kaldreon clan. Sora’s blood turned to ice instantly.

After the near rape incident the first few months I was there, we had the tattoos done on our left arm to signify we were all one, part of the same group. A sigil of each pack combined into one tattoo. A wolf’s head with long fangs for Venom Fang, the crescent moon above its head for Crescent Moon Lucius’s pack, The forest behind it for the Black Forest pack that Johnny comes from, a red river at the bottom for Dex’s pack the Blood River Pack and the night sky, for the Dark Night Pack where Brent is from. They all have the same one. Heading out into the living room, I see them all sitting around chatting and laughing when they all look at me.

My blood seems to hum with each revelation. The hybrid child—the one who would bear two marks, one of moonlight and one of shadow. I am the child of this prophecy. I bear the marks, even if I don’t fully understand their meaning yet. The crescent birthmark behind my left ear—that’s the mark of the Moon Goddess, but now, Bran reveals something even more startling. A faint glow has begun to form on my back, a mark of shadow, and it’s growing stronger each day.

Stamp ejaculated as soon as he viewed what Mahiriko just got to drawn on his skin. Mahiriko frown and punched Stamp's hand when he touches his chest. "D*mn you, Stamp. It's not a f*cking pussy, it's a tarantula, you sh*tty sh*t." He corrected and study the tattoo at his reflection at the mirror. Stamp laughed his ass out and shows his Betty Boop tattoo on his back. "You see this, man? This is the real tattoo." He even let out his laugh like a wheezing animal.

Alarich lowers his head in submission "I speak to you not only as your humble servant, but as a friend. If you don't perform your duty, despite you being above the law. Our kingdom will be emboldened and a potential unnecessary rebellion could be on our hands" My mark. To humans it looks like a tattoo all over my left side. It starts from my bite scar, above my left breast. Black vines and flowers trail from it, down my side and wrapping around my leg to my foot. Then it trails up my chest, along the side of my neck, swirling and wrapping down my arm and ending at the tip of my ring finger.

Richard teased “Well that is not even the best part… we have progressed in the training and I can shadow walk. In fact we all can shadow walk now. It was a bit tricky at first but we all quickly caught on. Oh and with every skill you pass. A tattoo appears on a place of your choosing. So bad, I have mine in places only my mate is allowed to see” “WHY!!!” James and Richard screamed in indignation “Because she is MY mate. Fucking MINE” Jeremiah snapped “Down baby… they are not going to see my tats until we go to the beach, or pool or something so don’t worry” Stephanie cooed at Jeremiah and her only responds was Jeremiah wrapping his arms around her and fixing his nose in between her neck and

she challenged. I raised my eyebrow at her. Putting the pizza box down, I took off my jacket and showed her my left arm. "You got a new tattoo?" she gasped. Nodding my head, I peeled the bandage off slowly and showed it to her. “ K a r a ” Those four letters were forever inked on me now. The size wasn't too big and it was surrounded by a bunch of other tattoos I already had, so people won't really notice them unless they were looking for them.

version of his outfit, he wears a black tank top with the Crownsguard's insignia in gray. He has a small arm sleeve over his left wrist, and wears black shoes with red soles. He has amber eyes and a long scar over his left eye. He has a large tattoo of a bird of prey that covers his entire back and extends down his arms. The full tattoo is visible with the rugged attire from his pack. The tattoo is for male line of the Amicitia, and is the credential of the King's Shield rather than a family crest, the family members getting their tattoo when they become one of the shield.

Dabbing over the wound of the Ryuu made the guy clutch his hand into a tight fist hissing and bitting over the cloth on his mouth. The heart tattoo on his wrist with the wings on it in the middle has the initial of R and K. With the arrow bottom going in and out of the heart. "He was the sinner not like you must be worst than you" Takeshi mumbles applying the cream carefully over the corner, placing the cotton over it at the end warping the white bandage around his wound. Ryuu turns his gaze at the boy who has his head bending down rolling the bandage on his wrist. He really can't say or make out what he is really saying as the voice starts to go far and far in the distance.

We didn't have a sign for our pack. Would Kaya design it, or would she expect me to make one? I didn't know. What would be her third tattoo? Kaya had an intricate necklace tattoo for protection. Kimi had her arms done, and so did Saka and Len. What would our children get? Who would tattoo them? Kaya said they had a woman in her pack who did them. I wanted to know if we could just take them to a regular tattoo shop in the human world or if Kaya would wish to have someone tattoo in the pack. I had no idea.