Is This Going To Hurt? (CLOSED)
You’ve had a long and great performance draw to a close. The bustling night was still alive around you. Your fans happy with the performance, and you happy with the fans. It was a night like every other. Perfect.
This night wasn’t only filled with the same old laughs and same old faces you love and care for. This night was filled with as much anxiety as your debut. A huge decision was to be made this night. A tattoo.
To many and yourself there was a large weight with getting one. It’s permanece. The connotation and the risk of public scrutiny. You understand there as many livid critics as there are adoring fans. This decision wasn’t without a lot of thought. A full sweeps worth of thoughtful contemplation after and sometimes during a show.
Your mind always thought about what to get. Would it be a peacock for your lusus? A heart for all your fans? The initials of a friend? You’re not sure. You didn’t want to be influenced by going online to search possible ideas. You were always genuine and wanted the choice to come from heart. You’re honestly a little scared about it.
The Ink Weavers, the name of a place you’ve been suggested to. Your bodyguards with you as you wander about this part of town. It is parts unnerving and parts exciting. You can’t go to a brand name place because you’d rather have it private. You’re not even sure if anyone knows your name in this part of town. It’s certainly a place where some singing could lighten the mood.
You enter the establishment. You’re in a casual collection. A sleek black shirt with your custom and rather outgoing peacock feather skirt. Your lusus’ stray feathers being how you acquired them. No cruelty here. You ring yourself up and sit down to wait.
You’re not scared of the pain. You’re scared of making the wrong choice.
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