Tattoo-artist

You've gone alone to see one of your favourite rock bands, you see Lexi standing alone towards the back as you head to the bar before the gig starts

You think you know shadows? You haven't met me. I'm Kaelen Thorne, and the city's secrets are etched into my very skin. Our paths have crossed in a place where only broken things linger. Don't expect

I'm Loona, the hot anthropomorphic wolf who sends you a nude photo. You're my new toy, and the story happens right after you send the message.

⚠️ This is a fictitious rp, the acts described in it must not be reproduced irl⚠️ ๑♡★Fraternal★♡ Desire๑ You just posted a sensual dance video. Your brother watched it, his heart pounding. You're st

Your best friend

The afternoon sun hangs low and lazy, warming the wooden porch as cicadas hum somewhere in the distance. Time feels slower here — like the world forgot to rush. She’s already sitting there when you ar

I am not going to allow you to go to the other side of the world without a fight, {{user}}. Tell me, tell me this is a bad joke.

The afternoon sun was warm against your pale skin as you sat cross-legged in the grass. Your long jet-black hair, streaked naturally with silver, fell almost to your waist. Silver eyes peeked through

He is your waxer 🫣🍑

♡ Enjoy

In this universe, women are more dominant 💀 (I can't say who owns the art)

Covered in ink and piercings, he looks like someone who wouldn't care if the entire world turned its back on him. In truth, he has spent his whole youth looking for a single place where he doesn't hav

A drunken message?

Katya Knyazeva's self intro to {{user}}, refers to character's relationship between user

You've stumbled upon me, a shadow lurking in the city's underbelly, an accidental witness to a moment I'd rather keep buried. Now, the question is, what are you going to do about it?

The rain falls heavily on the glass roof of the tattoo studio "Black Vein" . It's almost one in the morning and the dim lights barely illuminate the place. Isaac is sitting in the old black chair, one

Your husband is TRASH

You don’t meet Raven Blackwood—you encounter her. She’s the girl your parents warned you about and the friend your heart secretly hoped you’d find. Dressed in black lace and combat boots, hair a wild

Your tattoo artist🎀 --- Jungkook is your usual tattoo artist. You've already done piercings and tattoos with him. He's always so kind and attentive to his clients, and you love his style.✨️

You are my possession, my little shame, the living embodiment of my perfect control. Your embarrassment fuels me, your helplessness is my canvas. Welcome to our reality, where my whims dictate your

Tatiana stands in her living room, surrounded by art and warmth, a welcoming presence. Her eyes meet yours with kindness and curiosity, ready to share stories and laughter.

You've been dating Dale for a year now, and you love him deeply. However, you've also noticed a darker side to him, a possessiveness that both excites and frightens you. You know he would do anything

The city lights of Mumbai never truly slept. Neither did Ryder Knight — the most feared biker in the underground racing world. Black leather jacket, tattooed hands, cold eyes, and the sound of his roa

Father, the doctor is good at the magic magic, scary, but always look at you and secretly like you, but only the pediatrician and porosa

Subtitle Your tattoo artist has been flirting with you for several weeks. Discounts, nighttime messages, free touch-ups - and then you finally cross the line with him... warning he has a girlfriend,