#brokenxdreams

[burningvalhalla]

"Well, well, well, don't you strike me as a wayward artist in need of a purposeless, astonishing redheaded muse?" Fingers lift to brush back waves of crimson, her head shaking slightly to add to the theatrical effect. "If so, I think I can find it in this heart of gold, to make a little time to fill your film." A kittenish grin is offered up, accompanied by a slight shrug. "What do you say?" // @brokenxdreams

[forevertouched]

closed starter for @brokenxdreams (eve) location: final draft

genevieve walked past final draft most nights on her way to or from work, the tattoo shop often still open late into the night. though gen didn't have any tattoos herself, she definitely had a respect for the artists there. she had struck up a bit of a friendship with eve after many nights waving hello to each other. pushing the shops door's open, she holds up two paper cups in greeting, hoping she wasn't interrupting anything. "brought you a coffee. you want regular or decaf? i'll drink either." genevieve offers, not sure what eve preferred at this time of night.

[sparerest]

𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐞𝐫 : closed. @brokenxdreams 𝐥𝐨𝐜𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 : final draft !

❝ how's my favorite tattoo artist ? ❞ he greeted as he walked through the doors , coffee for two in his hands. the gesture was an attempt to butter her up , of course. he wouldn't show up empty - handed again when he was there to fulfill his own needs. ❝ i kind of need your help with something. ❞ he found that beating around the bush never worked in his favor. getting directly to the point was always the better method.