A small wave tattoo with black outline and blue shading on the inner wrist, shown freshly done and wrapped in cling film.

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Small blue wave on a wrist

Forearm · Mixed · Photo

A small wave motif sits on the inner wrist, drawn with a dark outline and a curled crest. The inside of the wave is filled with light and mid blue shading that fades toward the edges. The tattoo appears fresh, with clear plastic film and white tape wrapped around the wrist, and the photo is taken at a slight angle against a plain background.

Forearm Wave Water Sea

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A story inspired by this tattoo · fiction

Mabel found the wave on the back of the strongman board while the lorry was still idling at the top of the prom. Someone had painted it years ago in one long stroke, a dark curl of outline with the inside filled pale and then deeper blue, the colour thinning toward the edges like water going out.

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Frank came over wiping his hands on a rag and said it was his father's, done the season they first brought the Dodgems down from Hull. He said it as if that explained why nobody had sanded it off in thirty years. Mabel told him nobody paints a wave on the back of a board unless they want to be looking at the sea when they lose.

They argued about it through the whole packing of the generator. Frank wanted the board left in the gravel for the council. Mabel wanted it on the trailer. In the end she took the enamel pot from the coconut shy, a brush with the bristles gone soft, and sat on an upturned crate and added a second crest beside the first, smaller, curling the other way, so the two of them seemed to lean in on each other.

By the time the sun came up over the caravan park the board was strapped upright in the back, still tacky to the touch. Frank drove with one hand and kept glancing in the wing mirror, where the grey sea sat flat behind the dunes. The paint would take a day to dry. Mabel kept her fingers off it all the way to the next town, and every time the trailer hit a bump she felt the wave lift under the straps and settle again.