Large black and grey Japanese style blackwork octopus tattoo spreading across a person's back and upper arm, with scaled skin and sucker detail on the tentacles.

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Octopus tattoo across a back

Japanese · Back · Black and grey · Photo

A large octopus covers most of the back, its head near the right shoulder and its tentacles curling across the spine, ribs and upper arm. The linework is bold, with dense black shading on the scaled body and fine stippled detail along the sucker rows. The image is entirely black and grey, and the tattoo fills the frame so the composition centres on the sweep of the tentacles.

Japanese Blackwork Back Upper arm Octopus Tentacle Sucker Scale Eye Sea creature

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A story inspired by this tattoo · fiction

They say the sea was never so far from the doors of Halfmoon Reach. When the old seawalls cracked, the octopus came up the slipway in the dark and laid its arms along the broken stone, one arm to every gap, and the town slept dry.

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Hebe Carrow kept the salt sheds at the north end of the wall. Each dusk she walked the stones with a lantern and counted the suckers aloud, because her grandmother had told her that an arm which is counted will not be lost. The creature watched her with its one grey eye. Its body was the colour of wet slate, gone black where the tide had reached it, and its skin was scaled like a fish that had forgotten how to be a fish.

In the year the bell went under, a boy from the far shore came to steal lamp oil and found the creature instead. He stood frozen while a tentacle lifted over the wall, slow as a thought, and it did not strike him. It laid its tip against his palm and waited. So he began to count, and he kept counting while the arm uncoiled, drew back into the water, and went down toward the drowned belfry.

At first light the bell rang from under the sea, thin and clear. When the town went down to the wall, the octopus was gone, but a sucker ring the size of a coin sat in the boy's open hand, and it was still warm.