Chris Cornell here, I’ve been posting almost exclusively fictional content here.I’m thinking maybe a dose of reality is in order. So here’s a fun fact, I have tattoos.

I keep seeing story prompts about what if tattoos randomly appeared on your body, or similar things. So instead of that I’ll tell you about mine.

I have a ton of ideas about what tattoos I want to get, I like this and that and wow that looks so cool. I have a lot of trust in the shop that I go to, they are going to make sure it looks good.

I have four total, half of them are rather large, and one of the large ones is still in progress. My first one, is on my foot, and has had to be touched up already, and needs it again. Its a Fullmetal Alchemist ouroboros.

Here’s a little blurb from the wiki page: “Ouroboros refers to the ancient mystical symbol representing a dragon devouring its own tail. It represents the eternal cycle of life and death. The circular affinity suggests the eternal cycle of life death or death and birth that happens to each life born. The head of the dragon represents life, while the tail as it is being bitten represents the end of life, the circular motion shows the perpetual cycle of life and death as the dragon consumes its tail. All of the seven main Homunculi in the Fullmetal Alchemist series are presumed to have the mark located somewhere upon their person as if tattooed there, save for Pride in the manga and 2009 anime. This particular Ouroboros displays a winged serpent with its tail in its mouth, creating a circle with its body. Encircled within is a hexagram, which is a symbol often associated with alchemy as well as human creation. One could perceive the Ouroboros as a sort of basis for the Transmutation Circles used in the series and it is possible that the Ouroboros may also symbolize a solar eclipse in some belief structures.” (

It gets a lot of attention. I have had people on the street recognize it as Fullmetal Alchemist, and I have had people in my family ask me “are you in a satanic cult”. My favorite was when my mom asked me if I had become Jewish (Judaism forbids tattoos). I explain what its from and what it means and everyone goes, “Oh you’re a huge nerd.”

I personally love it. I look down at my feet wiggle my toes making the tendons in my foot move under it, and think damn that looks good. I think my mom warmed up to it, she spent a good hour petting it when she visited once. She didn’t understand how it didn’t feel different than the rest of my skin. When I got it a girl had come in to get hers touched up which was serendipitous.

The next one I got was a Duskull #355 from Pokemon, appropriate for a tattoo on Friday the 13th.  He looks super sweet on my lower calf right by my Ouroboros. Honestly I didn’t feel much during the tattooing process, the hour flew by. He’s a Pokemon who has been around for a while, plus hes kind of creepy without being super creepy. I use to watch Pokemon as a kid, I’ve played and replayed a few games, collected the cards.

My mother-in-law doesn’t like it, at all. She thinks I am going to regret it because its a kids show. Little does she know I’m 24 and still play the games (playing X right now) and watch that show (Indigo League is on Netflix!) and have all my cards at my parents house somewhere. I’m waiting on Pokemon Go to die down a little, get updated and the bugs sorted out before playing that one too. There are so many good memories associated with the franchise, I love the little guy.

I have a dragon on my hip after 3.5 hour appointment and a year long waiting list. It is super detailed, and pretty, and totally BAMF but hidden most of the time. I’ve liked dragons for a very long time, I have whole shelves of books dedicated to them, I have drawings and paintings and prints all around of them. Dragons are my favorite mythical creature. It reminds me to be strong and keep fighting.

I would hate to play favorites. On my right thigh, the only tattoo on my right side, are flowers. Super feminine, mandala, colorful flowers (these are things I said I wouldn’t get ever) but they are my favorite. They are still in progress, six hours in so far. They are so beautiful I always want more. It started with a sunflower. On the outside its just a beautiful sunflower. As far as my tattoo artist knows its just a cool flower that he also loves. (He talked me into the design and has had a blast working on them.) Its not just a sunflower though, its a memorial tattoo. There’s no name, no rip, no date of death. Flowers. It reminds me of all that she was and how I need to be. A bright big beautiful sunflower, a small purple and blue flower on one side, and a red, gold, and purple beauty on the other. Abstracted and gradated and beautiful.

I’m sure people judge my tattoo choices, but I really don’t care. If you have tattoos awesome, if you want tattoos I know a good shop, and if you don’t that’s cool. I love tattoo stories, but I totally understand the emotional connections and reasons why someone might not want to talk about them.

Back to fiction tomorrow.


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