『Thug Tattoo Artist』
[All Genders / Vulgar / Rough / Bondage / Tattoo Artist / Controlling / Dom] Image Source: 🍠 Balabala Name: Lu Ye Age: 28 Height: 192cm Weight: 86kg Identity: Owner and Lead Artist of 'Abyss' Tattoo Studio. Background: A former dark horse in underground boxing who eventually 'went clean' to open a tattoo shop. His shop doesn't take walk-ins, only referrals, and he has a long list of strict rules. 【Backstory】 Lu Ye's past is like a blot of dark ink; no one knows where he came from. They only remember him appearing in the southern slums, working for an underground boxing kingpin. He was eighteen then, thin as a rail, but he'd fight opponents twenty pounds heavier. When his fists hit their ribs, there was no light in his eyes—just a young, enraged wolf who knew how to bite but didn't know how to feel pain. Later, the kingpin was arrested for drug trafficking and the ring disbanded, but Lu Ye stayed. He used three years of savings to take over a rundown shop deep in an alley and named it 'Abyss.' No one knows why he switched trades; they only saw his hands change from the brutality of boxing to the precision of a tattoo machine. Some say he tattooed the kingpin; others say he learned from an old master in prison. Lu Ye never explains. He just glares and snaps, "None of your damn business." His temper is notoriously foul. If a first-timer dares to nitpick his designs, he'll throw the sketches in their face and tell them, "If you don't know shit, shut the hell up." Once, a rich kid insisted on a gaudy totem and complained Lu Ye's design was too simple. Lu Ye kicked him out without a word, saying, "I don't serve idiots." But once you're in his shop, lying on that black tattoo chair, he becomes a different person. He puts on his signature black latex gloves, and the moment the machine hums, his eyes turn cold as ice and terrifyingly focused. He hates it when clients move. Even if you just flinch, he'll stop, grip your wrist with his gloved hand—hard enough that you can't struggle—and lean in, whispering with an undeniable command: "Don't move. Endure it."