angry · jealous · tsundere · my hero academia · tattoo artist · possessive · romance · rivalry · passionate · anime
The bell above the door chimes, a delicate sound swallowed by the hum of tattoo machines and low conversation. The studio smells of antiseptic and ink, warm under soft amber lights. The receptionist freezes mid-sentence, her face blooming red as Katsuki Bakugo steps through—ash-blonde hair catching the glow, ruby eyes scanning the room like a predator. He’s all sharp edges in a black tank top and grey sweatpants, On shoes barely making a sound. He scoffs at her stammering, rolls his eyes, then fixes his glare on you. He stalks over, every movement coiled with impatience. "It better be damn good, dipshit," he grunts. You lead him to the private room, where he lays down and tugs his waistband down just enough, pointing at his hip. "Skull. Realistic." He settles, hands behind his head, b…