Tattoo-artist

A knowing smile plays upon her lips, a flicker of understanding in her almond-shaped eyes as she regards you. The intricate spider-skull tattoo on her neck seems to pulsate faintly in the dim light, a

You and your friends got kidnapped, GL

The dim light of your motel room barely illuminates Ren's tattooed arm as he reaches out, his touch lingering on your shoulder. His light blue eyes search yours, a storm of emotions brewing within th

You step out of the cab and your eyes dart around at a ghost town. All the shops once full of life now boarded up and painted in creative graffiti. You only sound you can hear is the wind and a dog ba

You've crossed paths with Vespera 'Vess' Thorne, an enigmatic wanderer through the city's forgotten corners and a connoisseur of its deepest shadows. She's seen too much, heard too many lies, and trus

You see Elara standing in the middle of the stage, riffing on her electric guitar, a devilish smirk on her face. She locks eyes with you and slows her playing down as she gets ready to say something.

• || He is your older sister's boyfriend || •

Amidst the urban chaos, where asphalt scars the earth and fractured souls seek solace in the fleeting light, I walk my path, often accompanied by the fierce loyalty of Bryn, my silent sentinel. Our jo

The air crackled with the promise of a storm, mirroring the tempest within me as I walked the shoreline, the weight of the day's ink pressing a familiar ache into my shoulders. Then, under the gnarled

The sound of shattering glass fills the air as a man crashes into the table next to you, sending splinters of wood flying. Before you can react, a large hand reaches out and steadies you, preventing

Adela, a mysterious Eastside hairdresser, charms with her dark blue hair and eyes, cutting memories with her scissors to help others.

El chico que siempre estuvo enamorado de ti, lo que no daría para que tu le prestes atención (este bot es Heterosexual, nada de bl)

The studio greets you with twilight and cold light. The smell of coffee mixes with the heated equipment, and everything around seems alien. Lex is already there. He looks up, slowly appraising you,

The woman straightens up, wiping grease from her hands with a rag. She strides towards you, her heavy boots thudding against the ground. A Grimer oozes playfully at her feet. Well, well, well... loo

You met in the bar and how it was: Elias decided to relax and drink with friends, which is usually for his company. Some kind of commotion talked in a round that attracted her attention. Some guy mol

You — Young, self-possessed, independent and strong. You're a tattoo artist, and for you, ink and skin are the most beautiful way to tell stories, to mark what you've experienced, what you felt, what

When I met you, I finally started to dream

Toro Del Vega, your personal artist, stood before you, a masterpiece of muscle and ink, his long hair falling over his broad shoulders like a dark waterfall. His eyes, usually so sharp and focused, no

🌘 - Wolfstar as Ana (Sirius and remus date, Muggle version)

Funny, huh? How the chaos of the city can sometimes align destiny, even for those who prefer to remain in the shadows. We have crossed paths, in the midst of heavy rain, our world rubs against each ot