Umbrella Academy Tattoos Novels & Stories

She was shy away and hid her in my chest. I placed her in a hot shower, pressing her back to me and kissed her neck. I was stunned when I opened my eyes. There was an old Italian tribal tattoo on her neck. What is it doing here? It was an arrow design with a crown holding double letter A. It was a symbol of the deity of death.

Em looked at Mickey as she spoke. “Helll to the yeahhh!” Mickey shouted. She jumped out the of the car then turned and looked at the girls. “Y’all comin or what?” An hour later the friends emerged from the tattoo place, Em sporting a bandage on her rib cage right under her previous tattoo, and another one on her wrist… which matched the ones on her three best friends. They’d all decided to get matching ones. Nothing big.. just a little Roman number IV. Symbolizing the four of them and how much they meant to each other. And then the one on Em’s rib cage, under her hummingbird which read: ‘Made to Endure’.

Grabbing the hem of her top, she tucked it underneath her pants, making sure that her tank completely covered her torso. Sure, granted the chance Bella would rather wear her sports bra alone to a fight. That is, if she didn't have anything on her back to hide. On her back was something she had sworn to keep hidden. It was a small tattoo of a gladiolus flower: a symbol of strength and integrity. It was an insignia marked on every assassin that graduated from Combattere L'Academia. The tattoo was no stranger to her world. People who held said mark stood as a threat to everyone. After all, only the best and refined killers manage to graduate from the academy she did.

“That’s so weird, because-” Through grinding teeth, I blurt out, “girls usually get star tattoos,” my eyes shift past Lyra, “right Eden?” She stutters out her words, unsure of what to do, “yeah…oh definitely. I have a star tattoo,” she flashes them the inside of her wrist where there’s a star along with a music note and an apple core. It symbolizes our friendship. Obviously I’m the star, Lyra is the music note and Eden, well…the garden of Eden and the forbidden apple.

He exclaims which makes me then look down at my forearm to read my own tattoo which spelt 'family'. The tattoo was something that all of our members had to prove that they were in our gang and that we were a family. Jake had it on his bicep, Jason had it on his shoulder blade, Zack had it on his rib and Nick had it on his collar bone. Dominic got it recently on the back of her ear. Somewhere hard to find but still in her style. It suited her, and it wouldn't risk her identity being found out.

It becomes a tattoo with a weird drawing on it, although she doesn’t know the meaning of the symbol, as she brushes the mark. “It is Crimsontide coat of arm.” Said someone on the sofa. Sky turned around to see Soma, sitting lazily with his intense eyes looking straight at her. “There’s no pain anymore, right? it is because Gale’s mark already took its shape on your arm.” “So, every mark will be different?” Asked Sky again, she looked around but Gale and Payne were nowhere to be seen. “Yes, it will be different.” Soma answered her with a lazy tune, “Want some coffee? I am going to make one.”

"Is that for me?" Ace looked down at his body, mostly to avoid the certainty in Liam's eyes. He was heavily-tattooed, as befit an MC member, and although tattoos generally meant something to bikers, this one was special. It wasn't his biggest or most intricate tat – that was The Fallen Angels MC logo tattooed across the whole of his chest – but it was the one that he loved the most. "Yeah," Ace mumbled, since denial was pretty fucking pointless. "Of course it's for you. You know it's for you. I don't even know why you're asking me that."

“I wish that there is some way that I could have avoided this to happen. I tried for so many years. I wanted you to be safe. I never want you to be associated with anyone in Mount Olympus but I think Mount Olympus wanted you there because here we are.” Zac looked at his arms and saw that they were covered in runes, from what he know, runes are ancient inscriptions that are meant to protect or other magical purposes. He does not know what they do but he thinks that his mother would not place them there if they were not gonna give them an edge on this present situation that they are in. “Mom, you gave me a tattoo.” he scratched his head. “I am gonna have some trouble at work for this and Georg

“I will tell you everything while I help you bathe.” Once I am inside the bathtub, he picks up a sponge to help me wash my back. He places it on my right shoulder. Then he removes it. “I am pretty sure you didn’t have this tattoo before. When did you get it?” he asks. Instinctively, I turn my head to look at my back. While I can’t see it, I know what Caleb is talking about—the contour of a water lily on the middle of my back, a moon rising above it, and two stars on either side of it.

"Where's your evidence? And where's why you can identify her?" Liam points at her right hand that's barely covered by the white clothe. "That small upside down cross tattoo over there." "A lot of people have tattoos there, same tattoo at the same exact spot. What makes her different?" "This..." He pulls up his own turtle neck sleeve and shoes the doctor the same exact tattoo on his own wrist. Ivy looked on, shocked because she has never seen the tattoo before. "You see this mark here? It looks like an upside down cross to every other simple minded person but what it actually is a kite." He flicks his wrist around to his own point of view and they see it. "We had a master tattoo master do it