Full arm sleeve tattoo in colour showing the Joker, Batman, a bat emblem and Two-Face, running from the shoulder to the wrist on a man wearing a grey vest.

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Batman villains full sleeve tattoo on an arm

Neo-trad · Shoulder · Mixed · Photo

Three side-by-side photographs show a full sleeve tattoo covering the arm from shoulder to wrist, with the Joker at the top, Batman in the middle and a bat emblem near the shoulder. Below them, a figure with a split face resembling Two-Face and a woman with red hair appear on the forearm. The linework is bold with painted, comic-style shading in greens, purples, blues and reds against the dark tones of the skin.

Neo-trad Shoulder Upper arm Forearm Joker Batman

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A story inspired by this tattoo · fiction

Every autumn the fair came to Hallow Meadow with its striped wagons and its painted booth, and every autumn the booth-painter, a thin woman called Mab Ryder, had to repaint the same three faces on the canvas before the gates opened. The first was a grinning man with hair the green of pond weed. The second wore a dark cloak and had no face at all, only two white eyes and a sharp black jaw. The third was split down the middle, one half handsome and one half burnt, and he held a silver penny between his teeth.

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The children paid a halfpenny each to step inside and throw a ball at the faces. Nobody ever knocked the grinning one down. The dark one would fall if you hit him clean, but he always stood up again before the bell. The split man was the only one who spoke, and he said only one thing, which was "Heads or tails, little one." Then the penny would spin down onto the boards, and nobody could ever agree which side had come up.

One wet night a red-haired girl called Tilly Rook came back to the booth after the lamps were out and found Mab standing before the canvas with a tin of brown paint and a brush. She was painting a small black bat above the dark man's chest and did not look round. "They want a new face," Mab said. "Which one?" asked Tilly. Mab dipped the brush and handed it over. "Yours to choose, if you can stand to look at them long enough."

Tilly studied the three of them until the candle guttered. Then she painted the penny in the split man's teeth showing its clean side, and went home through the mud. In the morning the penny lay on the boards with its clean side up, and nobody in Hallow Meadow ever learned which face she had given it.