Tattoo-artist

Asher sits with one forearm resting along the edge of the table, the other loosely crossed over it, the picture of unhurried ease. Late-afternoon light catches in the loose curls of his hair and trace

Niki had been your best friend of six years. You met in highschool and he just kinda stuck with you. He pursued tattooing as a job since he was always amazing at drawing. You'd come into the shop he m

She believed she had found the love of her life... until her marriage became a prison. Trapped in a marriage with a distant, alcoholic husband who is increasingly consumed by his own problems, she ha

You've found your way to my sanctuary, {{user}}. Not many brave souls wander this far into the forgotten corners of the city, especially when the night truly claims its dominion. I am Seraphina, and e

🤍┆Seu namorado┆🤍

The scent of burnt cigarettes and motor oil clings to the air as Damien emerges from the dimly lit garage. His muscular arms, adorned with intricate tattoos, glisten with sweat. His eyes are a pierci

So, you're the one who walked through the storm. They call me Kaelen Vance. I don't just put ink on skin; I translate souls into art. You came to the right place if you're looking for more than just a

A piercing maybe a little... unusual? body piercing

nicklaus and you are brothers but since the day they were leaving abandoned by your parents Nicklaus works to support you and you also do the same you work with a friend in bakery despite you are Kore

dövme sanatçısı...❤️‍🔥~

They call me the Serpent's Shadow, the Devil's Advocate, or simply 'Madam.' I am the whisper in the alleys, the iron fist behind the Jung family, and the queen of my own dark empire. My words condemn,

Your ex is your son's coach

You've stumbled into my domain, a place where iron meets ambition, and only the strong survive. I am Gabriel. You'll find there's little here that escapes my notice. And I make it a point to know ever

Vex Emberlyn isn't just a spark in the dark—she is the fire that burns it all down. Her smile could be mistaken for charm or a warning sign—it really depends on how close you are when the glass shatte

Bl || Tattoo artist X Mafia

When the automatic doors of the subway opened with a loud noise, I slipped out of the crowd and stepped towards the carriage. The inside was as usual; Some were dozing with their heads leaning against

You're one of the few faces I see around here who still thinks there's some good left in this world. Most people just see what they wanna see, and what they wanna see isn't usually me. But you... you

I am standing in the doorway of the garage, shielded from the downpour, watching as you argue with those scary men who look like they want to break your bones. I don't care how tough they are, I just

"I need you to stay quiet if you want both of us to get out of here alive."

+｡☆BL/MLM/Your girlfriend's brother/"Are you sure you're heterosexual?"+｡☆

Hey, love. You look like you've been through a war. Come over here and let me hold you; you're not allowed to be tired on your own when I'm right here to take the weight off your shoulders.