Indie and Arti

Welcome to Krypt Keepers. We are Indigo, Artaxiad, and Pinkie the albino python. We are excited to share our adventures with you.

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“It’s been a while. Indigo has been helping me with some mental issues I had going on. He’s such a loving guy. I’m glad he stands beside me.”

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"His confidence is starting to grow and I have to biggest grin on my face watching him." -Indie M. Jones

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Arti: What if I'm not always fun. What if I'm boring. What if I sit out on the porch and just stare at the rain. What if u come to not like me anymore. All these what ifs are making me cry omg I'm sorry. Indie:What? Babe you went really far with that. Fun is a lot of things. Fun in just sitting on the porch and watching the rain together or coming home and cuddling you after I get off work. Fun in a quiet day at the park or a wild day at a theme park. It's a lot lol. And you're all of them.

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A Night at Home

He remembered why he was alone all those years now. Why he didn’t talk and how he was better off alone. Arti knew that not talking was the the key to not being noticed. And not being noticed was being as close to invisible as possible. Indie saw him though. Saw him through his silent world when he was trying to hide. Indie stopped looking at Arti and headed into the kitchen. Pinkie was wrapped around his neck. “I know what will make you’re other daddy feel a little bit better.” Pinkies tiny tongue flickered her response to him. He smiled at her and softly petted her head. Together they they got the kettle ready for the stove. Indie grabbed to mugs while pinkie started to play with the water running in he sink. Indie grabbed the tea bags and looked in on Arti one more time while he waited for the whistle. Arti pet Harry aimlessly as he stared at nothing thinking about everything he’d done wrong till this point in his life. The only thing he’d done right recently was accepting Indies job offer and opening his heart to love Indie. Harry climbed into Artis hoodie pocket and rest inside. “Are you hiding like me?” Arti whispered gently to the rat pulling his hood over his head. He was crashing into the dark abyss that occasionally dug it’s claws into him. Could he fake normal Infront of Indie? Or would Indie see right through him? Indie turned around heading toward the bedroom so he could put his glasses on, then the kettle finally started to whistle. “I’m coming. I’m coming.” Indie said in a low tone. When he finally made it into the kitchen he threw I towel on the counter. Turned the water off on pinkie and wrapped her up the towel. “Don’t think you can get away with being a wet noodle all night kid.” Indie poured the hot water in the the big round mug. It was Arti’s favorite. When hot water hits the mug all the famous works of art become nude. It was favorite because it was like they were just like him. Naked. They steam fogs up indies glasses, but that didn’t bother him. He knew how to make Arti the perfect cup of tea like it was second nature. He wrapped pinkie around his free hand and arm and took the hot drink into Arti. Arti scratched at his skin. Another bad habit of his that left some not nice scars on his calves. Arti could smell the tea being brewed. His favorite smell that only Indie could create. Warmth. Safety. Something Arti still couldn’t get use too. He jolted slightly in his seat as Indie placed his favorite mug in front of him. Arti looked up at Indie with searching eyes.Indie smiled softly. Leaned in and kissed him on the forehead. He went over to the tree and gave pinkie the hint to go do her own thing. He then rubbed his hand on Arti’s cheek, and smiled again. He walked back to the kitchen to get his own cup of tea. “thank you” arti said loud enough so indie could hear in the kitchen. “I don’t know how you always make me feel okay. It’s like magic.” Arti laughed to himself. Magic. “Your a wizard indie.”. Quoting Harry Potter to keep himself smiling. Laughing. Faking. Arti sipped his tea. Fake. Fake. Fake. The demons in his head were loud tonight. Indie heard Arti’s “thank you” and continued to smile. “I know he’s having a bad day. So I’m not going to push him and make him more uncomfortable. Sometimes silence is what’s best…wait…wait. who am I talking too?” Indie chuckled to himself, cleaned up the counter grabbed a book, and sat near Arti in silence. His way of letting Arti know he was there was to just lightly press his kneed against Arti’s. He opened his book, and blew the steam from his mug. The gently small touche Indie offered were small nudges of confidence and serenity. Arti slowly laid his head on Indies shoulder and brought his legs up on the couch. Silence and simple pages turning were so soothing now. His calm slowly became to grace him with his presence and Harry crawled out of his pocket and onto his shoulder. “I’m so glad to have you here and I’m glad I get to call u mine ” arti whispered to indie kissing his cheek. Indie smiled at Arti. “Shhh.” Indie said in response. He moved a little closer to Arti, he wrapped his free arm around Arti, to avoid Harry. He then kissed the side of Arti’s head. “Just try to relax and enjoy your tea babe. We don’t have to talk at all. Just know I’m here.” He said with out letting his eyes move away from the pages in front of him. A small smile spread across Artis face as he snuggled into Indies side. His eyes slowly closed as he fell asleep against Indie. Indie continued to read while Arti fell asleep. Harry cuddled in between their shirts letting out tiny snores. Indie chuckled. "I wouldn't want my life to be any different then what it is".

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"I drew Indie today at work because he's just too handsome not too." -Arti Cooper

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"Indigo got me a hello kitty and I love it so much."

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The truth about love

It was the late afternoon and the sun was getting closer to the middle of the sky. They city was a bit quieter then normal but that was probably because this afternoon was unusually warmer then what it would have been, so most people stayed inside. Those who did wonder outside were to busy drinking huge bottles of water to talk to one another. But you could hear the faint click of a camera shutter along with laughter. “Even though I hate to shoot on super bright days. I just can’t stop taking photos of you.” “are we done yet” Arti grumbled drinking more water. He was tired at this point and the sun wasn’t doing him any favors. Indie looked like he was having fun though and that was the only reason Arti hadn’t went home yet. Indie was humming to himself checking the already taken photos on his camera. “Indie aren’t you hot?” Arti asked trying to get his attention. “Of course I am silly. But from years of wearing all black, my body doesn’t react like it use too.” Indie dragged the back of his arm across his forehead to get ride of the sweat that was gathering. “Plus having this amazing hair cut just let’s the wind blows right through my hair.” Indie winked at Arti who was getting ready to throw the empty bottle in his hand at Indie. “You’re an idiot. You know that?” Indie pulled another bottle from the bag next to Arti and whispered in his ear “I love you too.” He stood back and started to shove the lense in Arti’s face again. Arti held out his hand in front of the camera. “Indie. ” Arti was blushing and didn’t want the camera to catch his red face. He wasn’t use to Indie saying I love you quite yet. This relationship was something new to him Indie moved around trying to get another picture and Arti kept avoiding the shutter. After a couple moments, Arti took a breath and a small smile came across his face as he said I love you back to Indie. Indie lowered the camera from his face. He looked at Arti in silence. Arti’s face had turned an even brighter shade of red. He looked back down at the camera strap that was wrapped around his arm and he got closer to Arti. Shading his face with the front of him. “I know I say I love you alot to you, you don’t have to say I love you because of what I say to you. It’s just…” Indie took a deep breath. “I can’t help myself with you. Sure I’ve said this to friends, but they are…we have a different type of love. With you on the other hand. I wanted to say it to you on the third day we talked. I fell for you quicker then I guess someone would normally?” He wouldn’t meet Arti’s gaze. He continued to stare at the ground trying not to let tears fall out of his eyes. “Please don’t just say it, because I make you feel like you need to say it. I don’t want that.” Arti put his water down and took Indie’s hands. “I would never just say it. It takes alot of courage for me to say those words to you.” Arti wrapped his arms around Indie, “this… This is the first time I’ve felt I can say it without being reprimanded for it… I’ve become happier by your side and you’ve made me feel like I’m important for a change.” Arti looked him in the eyes. “I would never say I love you if I didn’t mean it Indigo.” Arti couldn’t tell if he was helping or hurting the situation but he wanted Indigo to understand. Through watery eyes Indie tried to look at Arti. The only thing he could muster was a small smile. “God I wish I had hair right now” Indie thought to himself. Indie wrapped his arms around Arti making sure the hand holding the camera was on the outside. He buried his face into Arti’s shoulder. “I’m still going to feel like I’m forcing you. Just a little bit longer. It’s not your fault. It’s just how I’ve been wired to be” he said into the t-shirt Arti was wearing. Arti smiled and held Indie against him lovingly, gently. "I have time. All the time in the world. Take it all. I'm not going anywhere. You aren't alone anymore." Arti could feel his own eyes watering from just the overwhelming feeling of understanding and love that over took him. This one person had showed him that he didn't need toxic people to be happy. He just needed someone who understood. Someone who was trying just like he was and someone who loved him as much as he loved them. He found it. He found it in Indigo M. Jones.

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Christmas

Cold air and warm teas was how their Christmas started. Waking up to one another and talking about whether they wanted to sleep longer or actually get up. Indie was the first one up. Preparing breakfast and two little surprises for Arti. He wasn’t completely sure how Arti would react to one, but he felt it was something special and meaningful. Indie made two mugs of warm green tea and woke up Arti with loud Christmas music. “Indie turn it down already. I’m up. I’m up.” there was a groggy smile in Arti’s voice. Indie figeted a bit waiting for Arti to wake up completely. A gasp escaped Arti’s lips when his eyes fell on Indie. “your hair!” Arti said his eyes getting teary. “Does it look bad?” Indie asked running his hand over his newly shaved head. Arti shook his head no as he hugged Indie with tears falling. Arti would have never asked for such a thing from Indie and Indie knew this. “Don’t cry. It’s Christmas babe.” Indie smiled glad that shaving his head hadn’t caused a bad reaction with Arti. “You idiot.” Arti said rubbing his eyes on the sleeves of his Hoodie. “I love you too.” Indie laughed, “okay now time for a gift that isn’t me!” Arti proceeded to wipe more tears from his face as he sat on the couch and pulled out Indies gift from under the coffee table. “You ready!” Indie asked from his work room. “should I get bracing myself?” Arti laughed turning in the direction that Indies voice radiated from. “I don’t know how to answer that one. So maybe?” Indie walked towards him with something in his hands. When he was close enough Arti could see a hairless rat with one black spot over its eye. Arti looked from the rat to Indie and held out his hands. “do you like him?” Indie asked sitting on the couch next to him. “I love him!” Arti said as the rat sniffed him. Arti gave Indie a small kiss and smiled gently at the rat. Indie peeked at the stocking sitting next to Arti. “is this for me?” Indie asked lifting it into his lap to look through when Arti nodded. The stocking was filled with glittery rose Press on tattoos, Japanese candies and snacks, and a couple new pieces of jewelry for Indies piercings. “thank you babe!” Indies smile was so big as he gave Arti a big kiss. Pinkie slithered down and stated at the rat. “uh Indie. Is having a rat around Pinkie a good thing?” Arti said as he notices her. She came down and wrapped herself around Indies neck still eyeing the rat. “I don’t think she’ll hurt him.” Indie said with the upmost confidence in her. Pinkie slithered closer to the rat looking at him. “please be nice to Harry Pinkie.” Arti said to her kissing her snout. “hairy? He’s a hairless rat babe. Why would you name him hairy?” Indie asked putting Pinkie up in the vines above them. “Harry. Like Harry Potter babe.” “that makes more sense” Indie laughed. Arti put Harry on the pillow on the couch going into the kitchen to help cook breakfast and when they returned to the living room they both laughed at the sight of Harry sleeping on a curled up Pinkie.

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" I finally got Arti to do some Nude photography work for me and I just can't. Like I get to come home to this...even with clothes on." -Indigo M. Jones

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Sleepy Boyfriend

It was 3am when they finally got around to closing up. Closing in the early morning hours was not a fun thing for Arti but the last appointment had taken longer than either of them had expected. Indie had locked up and made sure all the lights were off before taking Arti's hand as they mad their way to his apartment. "how's Pinkie?" Indigo asked looking at Arti. Unzipping his jacket some Arti looked down into it to see Pinkie curled around his waist warm and happy. "I think she likes my new coat." Indigo laughed and Arti felt like he was in a dream. Nothing seemed real in that moment. Indigo's laugh was breath taking and his smile almost stopped Arti's heart in its tracks. A dumb silly smile spread across his face as they made it to the apartment. Indie unlocked the door and let them in. Pinkie slithered out of Arti's jacket and into the vines that hung above their heads. Arti watched her still sporting that dumb smile. "babe. Babe are you good?" Indigo chuckled helping him remove his coat. "yeah. I'm perfect. Your perfect." Arti laughed looking at him. "you're tired aren't you. I can tell. You're getting affectionate." Indigo helped him into the bedroom. "your my boyfriend." Arti stated feeling his face grow hot at his own words. "Mhmm. Yeah I am." Indigo must have been getting a kick out of the sleepy Arti because he kept laughing here and there. "it's so nice. " Arti said laying back on the bed. "hm?" "that your my boyfriend. Your the greatest ya know. Like super great. Like better than the stars. And I love the stars." Arti explained attempting to pull his shirt off but failing and just giving up. By this point Indigo had to help him undress down to his boxers. "are you tired babe?" Indigo asked watching Arti's eyes open and close slowly. With a little nod Arti went and curled up under the covers and drifted off to sleep but not before Indigo kissed him goodnight and laugh a little bit more at his sleepy boyfriend.

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Arti vs Pinkie

Indie turned to Arti in front of his apartment, and started to play with his keys.

“I can never remember which one is my house key…” “Really? Then you need a key holder or to paint it a certain colour so you know which one it is.” Indie finally opened the door and smiled at arti “I guess you right. Cause that took longer then it should have. Anyways welcome to chatue de Indigo.” Arti poked his head in the door way. With a loving push Indie forced Arti into the apartment first. The walls were a dark red…what wall you could that wasn’t covered by sketches and art pieces that Indie had collected over the years. Along with some interesting clusters of jars in all shapes and sizes. Just like at the shop hovering short of the ceiling, there hung fake tree branches and ivy. Arti looked up at the the tangles of branches “you…uh sure do like this stuff. Don’t you?” Indie was taking his jacket, hat and shoes off near the the front door. Not paying attention to what Atri said. “ …Yeah…you know it’s just kinda my thing.”

Arti stood in between two door ways. One lead to a room that had just a desk and and elaborate tank of some kind. While the other was clearly Indies bedroom because there was a pile of jeans on the floor near the bottom of the bed. Arti turned back to the living room and saw indie head into what he assumed was the kitchen. “ take your pants off, make yourself at home.” Indie yelled. Arti didn’t answer. “I WAS KIDDING ABOUT THE PANTS! but please make yourself at home. Take your shoes off, take your hat off….take something off.” Arti sighed and under zipped his jacket and throw it on the chair. He touched his hat a little debating if he was really ready to go with out it. Indie came out of the kitchen and smiled. “See! Don’t you feel better ? I’m making us this new tea I bought from this South East Asian store I found the other day. I think you'll like it. Now come sit on the couch with me.” Indie patted the Cushion next to him. Arti started walking over to the couch when he noticed that that something was moving in the branches. He shrugged it off and sat down. “So…you wanna watching something scary? Or something…not scary? I don’t have much that’s not scary…haha.” Arti smiled “it’s okay, whatever you wanna put on…” Arti started to focus on the gaint wooden box in the other room. The light inside of it was to dim for him to really make anything out that could be inside it. Maybe it’s a giant shadow box with some ridiculous taxidermy piece Indie gets inspired by. He start playing with hat again. “He already knows, and doesn’t care…and it wouldn’t hurt to get some air…I’ll take my hat off for now. If I get cold I’ll just put it back on.” He thought to himself. The kettle started screaming, and indie jumped off the couch. He smiled at Arti. “Glad you feel at home now. I’ll be back with our drinks.” Arti sunk into the back of the couch slowly trying to relax. Suddenly he could feel something small near his ear. It was like a feather floating and trying to tickle him. He jumped when the feeling got stronger, he turned around to find nothing behind him. Indie walked in carrying a tray with the kettle, the lose leave tea in bowl, and the fixings. He stopped dead in his tracks looking at Atri sitting in the very edge of the couch. Puzzled he asked “are you okay? Did my many collections scare you or something?” “ No…no..it’s uh..I just like the edge of your couch more.” Arti said forcing a smile and gripping the arm of the couch. Indie gave a small smile while putting the tray in front of Arti. He stood there for a minute and ran back into the kitchen “dear lord I almost forgot” he mumbled to himself. Curious Arti followed him into the kitchen. While he stood in the door way he watched indie pull a frozen mouse of of the freezer in a zip lock bag and put it in the sink. “Ummm…your going to do that now?” Arti said as he walked into the kitchen more. “Well yeah, if I don’t do it now she won’t be happy with me.” Indie said looking into the sink. “Really? I mean…I can understand you needing to thaw it out…but your going to start a taxidermy project with me just sitting on your couch?” Indie turned to Arti with a really confused and pained look on his face. “What? No. This is for dinner. I’m not ready to do my own taxidermy…” Arti stood there even more confused by what Indie was getting at. “ Okay, listen indie…you have a lot of explaining to do…who’s eating mouse for dinner? What is that big glass box for? Also…you have ghosts here and you didn’t tell me.” Arti said pacing back and forth in the kitchen. Indie was silent for a moment, and then burst into laugher as he held on to the sink for dear life. Arti could feel his face getting hot in embarrassment. He headed into the living room and started to gather his things. “AWE ARTI! WAIT! I’M SORRY! Your right I have something to tell you. Don’t leave.” Indie started to yell between the kitchen and the living room. Arti stood by the couch with his jacket on and open and his hat in his hands. Indie walked over to the far corner of the room and stood on a small step stool. He started searching for something in his decorative trees. “I have something…no someone you need to meet. I don’t have ghosts. The tree branches and the 1000 gallon tank. That’s in my office will make sense to you in a minute.” Arti started to relax a little he dropped on to the couch feeling a upset at himself. “It’s a tank…for a pet or pets…” "There you are!" Indie said pulling a long pink spotted sock like thing from the trees. Arti held his breath while he tried to figure out what Indie was bringing to him. The sock like noodle started to wrapped around indies for arm and neck while he got closer to the couch. " Arti it's time you meet Pinkie. My pink python. She's been with me for what seems like forever." Arti tiny head popped out of the collar on Indies shirt. With small red eyes the face start to strech out towards Arti's face. It's tongue flicking rapidly towards him. " isn't she the cutest thing ever? Well next you I mean." Arti looked at Indie, and then at the pet snake. Then back at Indie with great annoyance upon his face. "Well it's dinner time pinkie. Wanna watch me feed her?" Indie took pinkie into the other room putting her in to her glass home while he made the dead mouse dance in front of her. Arti took his jacket and hat back off, and walked towards indie. "You know...I really do hate you sometimes." He whispered into indies ear. "I hate you too." Indie said watching Pinkie swallow her dinner. Indie turned around and grabbed Arti around the waste. " sorry you thought pinkie was a ghost and that I'm a physco that eats dead mice. She doesn't really get along with other people. So I'm pretty surprised she even got close to you with out me." Arti gave a small smile and hugged indie hard. "Maybe she knows I care about about you, just like she does." Arti said into Indie chest. "Maybe...you know what?" Indie said looking down at Arti "What is loser?" Arti said as he enjoyed the moment he was having with Indie. "I guess I just really like hairless creatures after all..." Arti pulled away. " wait what?" Indies eyes got wide " OH MY GOD DID I REALLY SAY THAT...OUT LOUD?!"

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Funeral Home fragrance for women.

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@rosewoods-grave I TOLD YOU THEY MADE IT! Sadly it’s about 26$ So I have to really think about getting it hahaha.

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I’m laughing so hard right now @thekingoftrashwillneverdie because this would be something you would wear. Indigo is gonna have it in the story now xD

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RANDOM FRIEND: Indie! Omg…what’s that smell? You smell so good. INDIE: why thank you it’s *does cheese pose* ode du Furneral Home. The smell of the dead. RANDOM FRIEND: … INDIE: *Still posing* ARTI: He’s wear his special perfume again, isn’t he? INDIE: It’s not MY SPECIAL PERFUME. OKAY?! I just happen to like to the smell of certain flowers…and painted corpses. @rosewoods-grave

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Arti: just admit it already its your special Cologne Indie:… Maybe… Maybe it’s special cause I wear it for you… Arti: 😒😒😒😒😒 @thekingoftrashwillneverdie

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Kinda blurry cause I suck at pictures but here’s Arti and Indie ❤

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Pokémon - Arti

“Indigo and I have been Pokémon fans for a long time. Since we both were kids actually. One day we actually started talking about our Pokémon dream teams.” Arti’s smile was big as he spoke, “now when you look at me then hear my Pokémon team you’d laugh. I look like I stepped out of hell. Anyway my team would be Clefable, Lurantis, Eevee, Mimikyu, Igglybuff, Alolan Vulpix and Noibat.” Arti goes through his phone showing each picture of the team. “Now Indigo’s team I think suits him really well. He has Gastly, Haunter, Gangar, Growlithe, Pumpkaboo, Rattata, and Ekans. Our teams are a fun mash when you battle together. So one day we got really into our Pokémon and were having a slow day at work. We wound up throwing paper balls at one another having a Pokémon fight and freezing when we got interrupted by a customer.” Arti couldn’t help but keep the smile on this face. Around the corner you could hear Indie yelling ‘go haunter’ .

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Condition - Arti

Arti paced back and forth for a moment trying to find the right words to explain it properly to Indie. “Can you sit down? You’re making me a bit nervous there.” Indie asked nervously chuckling his hands clasped tightly together. “I just.. I wanna tell you this… I don’t usually tell people this.” Arti was tripping over his words and biting at the skin around his fingers. Indie finally pulled him into a seat and held his hands, “what’s going on?” “I have this condition… And I’ve always been this way since I was super little right?.. And like… Idk how to tell you. ” Arti’s leg started bouncing. He usually avoided people because he didn’t want to have to explain it again. He’d learned his lesson from his past friends and boyfriends, but Indie was different. He could tell Indie and Indie would still like him right? “Take a breath. Take your time. I’m here.” Indigo smiled scooting closer to Arti. “alopecia…” Arti whispered lowly, not looking up at Indie, and his leg bouncing quickly. “hm?” he tilts his head trying to get Arti to look at him, “I didn’t hear you.” “Alopecia… No hair grows in my body…” Arti pulled his hand out from Indigo’s grasp and tucked them in his jacket pocket. The silence made Arti more anxious by the second and just as Indie opened his mouth Arti interrupted, “it’s really weird and gross I know. Its okay if you dont wanna be close anymore.” the laugh that came from Arti’s lips was pained and shakey. Indigo shook his head and in an instant had Arti wrapped up in his arms. “You are a blank canvas Arti. You are beautifully handsome and I like you the way you are. So forget about all the jerks and ass holes from the past and focus on the now.” Indigo whispered in his ear. Arti could feel the hot tears running down his face as his hands came up to clutch the back of Indigo’s shirt. This was the first time someone had told him he was fine the way he was. Arti cried and cried and wound up spending the night with Indigo.

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The little things - Indie

"Dating someone like Arti, is never dull. Sure to others he can be isolating, and even look really angry, but that just how he is. When we first started dating. Before I got him to work at my shop, and see him every day. Right before I woke up in the morning...let's say. I'd have the the most vivid dream about him that would last no more then 5 mintues. But it'd make me happy and I'd remember us and what we doing the most in the dream. 'Do you have a favorite one? One you can still remember?' "The client asked staring at Indie as he scratched at the surface of their skin, then wiping away blood and watery coloured liquid. " Of course I do. It's my favorite because it happened after he gave my new jewelry. He doesn't like to hear about it. It's embarrasses him, but I love telling it. So we are in a room or standing somewhere, and I had to get my nose ring out to clean it. And I just couldn't get it out on my own. I tried to open it with one finger. I tried to open it with two. I made my over rated "in pain" face cause I was just getting tired. He was laughing, standing next to me. He had the the most beautiful smile in my dreams, and he does in real life too. 'Babe, stop I'll get it. Remember what I do for a living?' He took my face into his hands so he could see my nose ring better. And in a instant like it was nothing. As if he didn't touch me. My nose ring was out. And you know what?" Indie had stopped talking to the client at the same time as they got lost in his story they didn't even notice Indie was done painting and now clean their skin. "No what?!" Indie look them in the eye and smiled. "I got so excited I got my nose ring and I ran off in excitement."

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Piercing talk - Artie

"Someone asked me about my first piercing experience. I explained that I couldn't remember which piercing I got first. I have about nine... Wait ten haha forgot my tongue." Arti laughed and stuck out his tongue, showing the pill bar he had in, "Then the person asked what it was like piercing people and who I had pierced recently. I actually gave Indigo collar piercings the other day and that was a fun expiercing. I've never give piercings to people I care about because the fear of hurting them was always playing in the back of my head. So after weeks and weeks of Indigo slyly asking, he put himself down for an appointment after hours in the shop." Arti shook his head, "after the shop closed that day he told me he had an appointment with me and sat down at my station. 'Give me whatever you think is best'. Now for starters who in the world comes up to a piercer and says do whatever you want. Indigo. Indigo that's who. I tell him to take his shirt off and he does this cocky little wink and I roll my eyes. 'it's gonna hurt isn't it? God it's gonna hurt' that's all I hear out of him for the next 30 minutes. I made him lay back and opened a new piercing needle and grabbed a bar for each piercing. 'get it over with Arti. Your killing me'. He was making me laugh. Acting like a big baby when he tattoos for a living, but at this point I feel like he was just messing with me." Arti had a big smile on his face as he continued, "I pierced his collar bones and laughed as I said all done. He hadn't realized he was done because he said that It was the most gentle piercing he'd gotten. If he was trying to make me Blush he succeeded in that moment. And I sat their dumbfounded while he checked out his piercings in the mirror. Sometimes now though he asked if I'll clean them for him and I just ya know... It makes me happy."