Straw Hat Pirates Tattoo Novels & Stories

Madeline dealing with a scorned woman, told him so The following morning Mystrel's mate mark he had given me was just as frilly as mine was on him. It looked like a huge white tattoo on my neck and shoulder. I eyed him blankly as he headed downstairs without a word to me. I wore a spaghetti strap tank shirt to present the mark to him. I growled, waved my hand and pointed it to my white swirl pattern and cocked my brow. He bit his lip and shrugged.

"Yeah, have it?" Skoteinó chuckled and removed his white smiley mask that revealed the tattoos on his face. The tattoo that attracts Raverine the most is the official insignia of Die Dark — a smiling skull with a bloody fang. The tattoos were all over his dark-toned face. He also had piercings on his nose and lip — a typical look of an outlaw.

“What the hell… Are you crazy?” I looked at her with wrath. “What’s wrong?” She looked innocent, wondering what she did that frustrated me. “Don’t you know where we are? We are inside a pirate ship. Can’t you recognize that flag?” I pointed at the flag, which was always been a sign of danger. “You are leading us to death!” I walked back and forth while brooding. I was calculating our chances of leaving the ship without being caught. “Who’s dead?” We looked at the person who was approaching us. He was tall, and a really buffed man. He tattooed a red skull on his left arm.

He was young, yet his enthusiasm resonated through the ship, lifting the morale of the crew even as the enemy surged forward. As the melee unfolded, the pirate ship's captain—a man with an unmistakable presence, draped in shadows and darkness—stood atop the enemy vessel's bow. His eyes glinted with predatory glee as he held the unmistakable black flag adorned with a blood-red skull. His very presence threatened, igniting a fervor among his crew as they swarmed onto the ship, thirsting for carnage. “Prepare to taste steel!” he roared, his voice cutting through the turmoil.

’ He turned to the pirates at work, ‘Good morning comrades. ‘Good morning, Captain.’ And continued to row the ship; all were busy at their different posts. The flag was flying high on the mast, showing the image of the eagle with an axe, reflecting out. A tall and athletic man, with a scar on the right side of his face, walked down to Captain Casablanca. ‘Aye, Captain!’ He said. ‘Zealot, how long shall it take us to get to Island?’ ‘Not too long again, Captain.’ He stared at the sea, wishing they get there soon.

Damn,I’m not a kid anymore, but here I am getting all flustered. "Done." He leaned past me to check himself in the mirror. That was when I noticed the tattoo on his chest– a mermaid, with stars and a crescent moon tangled through her flowing hair. But what really caught my eye was the letter on the lower part of the mermaid’s tail. It said “Nesh.” Or maybe not. The curve of the S and H looked slightly different. Sebastian turned back to me with a grin and kissed my jaw. "Thank you, love."

For the most part, the packs got along but there was still always a sense of authority that was tested. “Don’t worry, I’ll make sure you look good. Can’t be representing our pack badly.” Jacob was getting our Crest tattooed on his chest. It was the head of a wolf with its teeth showing and blue blood dripping from the fangs. Kind of spot on for whoever designed it but whatever.

The boys quickly formed a defense stance behind each other giving me the chance to look at the source of such a strong voice. The tattooed stranger! “And who are you to tell us that?” The leading guy asked, his voice hard unlike that of a teenager he is. “Someone who can break your bones and dumb them in a police cell if you don’t leave this minute” he threatened It’s highly unhealthy how his strong command makes my painties wet in the face of danger. I must be going crazy.. The boys ran away in a matter of seconds leaving just the two of us in the area. “Uhhhm…. Thanks” I managed to say

At mall, They were roaming in the mall, Pia’s gaze fell on the tattoo shop. She said excitedly turning toward Viren,”Viren , I want to get a tattoo . I always thought that I would get a tattoo of my husband's name . Please !” Both Kiara and Viren get shocked to hear her demand, Viren said coming out of his shock :" What are you saying Pia, you know the tattoo making is painful , you will feel pain.”

Captain Diego Vargas. He was tied to the main mast, his wrists bound above his head, his powerful body on full display. His shirt was torn open from the battle, revealing a chiseled chest marked with scars and a light dusting of dark hair. His trousers hung low on his hips, and even in defeat, he held his head high, blue eyes burning with defiance. I approached him slowly, my black leather corset hugging my curves, my long dark hair flowing in the sea breeze. At 28, I was the most feared pirate queen in these waters, and tonight, I was claiming my greatest treasure.