#ty:celeste

[ghxstofyxu]

for: @thecelestexzhao location: starting at Crescent Moon Tattoo, valentines day stuff to follow

"Alright, alright..." He sighs out, the tiny little flash tattoo completed on her wrist, the finishing touch as he wipes the soap away and reaches for the plastic wrap to bandage. "I'm going to assume you remember after care, but I'll send you with this anyway, and if you have any questions or things just look funky, text me." He speaks as he tapes up her skin, finally taking off the black gloves and stretching out his fingers.

Was it an excuse to see her? Absolutely. Was it also an excuse to be as close to her as possible? Also absolutely. But he would never admit that, nor push the line and break his professionalism. However, now the job is done, machines off, and ink fresh on her skin. Tyler figures, he can drop the mask a little bit. "You, uh, you doing anything else today?" He asks, folding up the little instruction sheet and putting it in an envelope with some lotion packets for her.

[ghxstofyxu]

ty —> celeste

ty: yo ty: you busy this evening? ty: do u wanna be? [:

@thecelestexzhao

[ghxstofyxu]

for: @thecelestexzhao location: seascape, nye

Is this a date? It's not a date. Is it? His nose wrinkles at the ambiguity of it all, but he followed his sister's demands suggestions and cut his mop top to a cleaner cut and shaved. Never idle fingers fidget with the rings on his fingers as he patiently waits at the bar with Celeste. "This is like... A big deal isn't it?" He comments, looking around at all the people in attendance before coming back to her. It's probably the third time he's looked at her since he picked her up, not that he doesn't want to, it's one the only things he wants to do, but ogling is unbecoming and he's yet to find the fine line.

[ghxstofyxu]

location: Aurora Bay Food Bank prompt: 💖 ─ volunteer together at a local charity for: @thecelestexzhao It turned out, there was a bigger turnout for the Christmas Dinner than anticipated, and he was happy to help when he got the text asking if he'd still be willing to come assist with the needs. Not that they had solid plans anyway, but he was surprised when Celeste agreed to join him, putting off their evening sketching party for a few hours longer. The two were placed in the kitchen together, popping rolls in and out of the oven, cleaning dishes, getting plates ready. "You really didn't have to come, but thank you." he figures he can't say it enough, so he makes sure to extend his gratitude once more when he walks by her with a pan of dough.