Two bold black outline tattoos of anime characters with spiky super saiyan style hair, one on each thigh of a person wearing dark shorts.

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Two anime character portraits on thighs

Thigh · Black and grey · Photo

Two large black outline portraits of anime characters with spiky, flame-like hair sit side by side on the front of the thighs. The linework is thick and bold, with little or no shading, and the figures show a fierce expression with one head carrying a dark circular mark. The photo shows only the legs and shorts against a pale bedsheet, so the composition is centred on the two tattoos.

Thigh Portrait

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A story inspired by this tattoo · fiction

Hold your cup still, Wren, and mind the wasps. Brannoc and Teodar were born in the same frost on the hill above the orchard, and they were squabbling over the same wooden spoon before either could hold a spoon properly. Their mother said their hair stood on end the day they first cried, and it never lay down again.

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When they grew, the valley folk said that whenever one of them lost his temper, his hair caught light like dry bracken and flared into gold spikes so bright the goats hid in the byres. Brannoc wore a round black iron boss on his chest, forged by his grandfather, and he would tap it when he meant to fight. Teodar scowled and said nothing at all, which was worse.

They fought in that orchard every harvest for twenty years, and nobody ever won. The apples bruised, the fences went down, and at last the magistrate wrote to both of them asking, very politely, whether they might stop before the hill caught fire. So they climbed to the top meadow to settle it once and for all, and when they got there they sat down in the long grass instead, out of breath, both their hair flat as wet straw.

Brannoc said, 'I suppose you'll be wanting to win again.' Teodar said, 'I was never going to beat you, you great lump.' They sat there until the sun went down behind them, and if you climb up at dusk you can still see two small points of gold in the grass, arguing about who started it.