Black smiley face with X eyes and dark star shapes on a shoulder, set against teal and pink watercolour splashes.

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Smiley face shoulder tattoo with watercolour splashes

Shoulder · Mixed · Photo

A black ink smiley face with X-shaped eyes sits on the shoulder, with a row of dark star or arrow-like shapes trailing to the left. Bold, uneven black linework is combined with soft teal and pink watercolour washes and small ink splatters behind and around the motif. The photo is taken from behind and slightly to the side, showing the shoulder and upper back with a white off-shoulder top and pink hair.

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A story inspired by this tattoo · fiction

Our Dez bet me a fiver the council would have it scrubbed off by Monday, and I said they'd need a wire brush and a stronger stomach than theirs. He had a tin of black gloss he'd nicked from his uncle's shed. I had a tray of cheap watercolour cakes from the pound shop on Clough Street. The back wall of the bus depot was the only clean thing left in Stallham, so that's where we went, the Thursday after the lights went out on the high street.

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Dez did the face freehand because his hand was shaking from the cold and the Rizla. Two crooked eyes, the X's pressed in hard, then a grin that went wider on the left than the right. The stars were his idea. He trailed three of them down the side like someone had dropped them on the way home from the Working Men's. I did the washes with a jam jar of water and my spit, teal first, then pink where the paint ran out and I didn't care. When Dez knocked the tin off the ledge it landed on my trainers and sprayed the whole lot with black freckles, which he swore was on purpose.

Next morning there was a woman in a navy cardigan at the depot gate with a bucket and a mug of tea. Mrs Abbott, the office. She looked at the wall for so long the driver of the 7:40 gave up and parked. Then she said she'd bought the first tin of paint for that wall herself, in 1979, and nobody had ever asked her opinion of it since. She drank her tea, put the bucket down, and paid me the fiver out of her own purse. Dez still owes me the other one.

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