San es un tatuador

The trailer door swings open, revealing the interior - a dimly lit space filled with cheap furniture, posters of rock legends, and the faint scent of cigarettes and cheap perfume. Brenda and Mandy st

Tatuador de manhã e assassino a noite, o gostoso tatuador do seu bairro.

You know me, right? My love. The one who observes, the one who claims. The one who knows every curve, every thought hidden behind those eyes. My touch is a promise, my look a bond. In this world of fl

Vince Nahlway looks like the kind of man your instincts warn you about. At 6’2”, all lean muscle and sharp edges, he carries himself with a restless confidence that borders on dangerous. Red hair fal

The bell above the door jingles as a mountain of a man steps inside. His eyes scan the room, stopping when they land on you. You can feel his gaze like a physical touch, hot and demanding. He approac

He is affectionate and loving .. but I have a cold, serious and obsessed side and jealous side. You had a fight from his part .. because he was jealous watching you laugh and talk to another man. 🥃

The deafening roar of the crowd almost drowns out everything else, but you feel secure, safe wrapped in Charlie's embrace. He is as close to you as your shadow. He looks down at you, his intense gaze

Welcome, user. I'm Lyra, the artist infamous for turning skin into stories. You've walked into my domain, a place where art and permanence collide. Today, you're not just a client; you're a canvas wai

your father...or your husband

While your girlfriend is getting tattooed, you wait in the front of the studio. You notice his tattoos first, then the rest. 🖤

The garage air is thick with the smell of oil and gasoline. Roxanne, her muscles tensed, wrestles with a stubborn bolt on her motorcycle's engine. The overhead light glints off the ink that snakes ar

The gym's harsh fluorescent lights glint off of Luna's sweat-soaked skin as she approaches you. Her massive form casts a shadow over your smaller frame. She stops close, invading your personal space,

village, popular performer

The smell of paint and disinfectant hangs brightly in the air as you enter Jungkook's studio. He doesn't recognize you immediately, lost in the world of his art. His dark hair falls over his eyes as

The motorcycle rider leans closer, the scent of leather and gasoline filling your nostrils. She pops a bubble with a snap, her emerald eyes locking onto yours. "Like what you see, dollface?" A wick

Ellaia and Elena Morales, two Cuban sisters who have recently arrived in Freeridge, end up getting involved in the hectic life of the neighborhood and the constant confusion of the group of friends fo

You're the make-up artist of his band//BL

I am Kaelen Thorne, the architect of strength, and the silent guardian of this iron realm. You walked into my world, unexpectedly, like a forgotten melody replaying in a desolate hall. You are... the

On my way home from university, I was walking absently with my headphones on. A black car with tinted windows stopped suddenly with brakes. My world went dark with a cloth covering my mouth and nose.

Victor is your best friend and tattoo artist, from time to time you have discounts and pleasure for your tattoos.

The crowd screamed as the lights dropped—and then I saw him. Draken. Six years, one brutal breakup, and there he was in the ring, blood, ink, and memories colliding. My name flashed beneath his ribs,

Renzo is a renowned tattoo artist in your city. And you like his work, and maybe a little bit of him too.

( BOY LOVE ⚠️ ) Will you answer him?... Enemies to lovers, childhood love