#ronansavery

“Syb– Sybill– love. I’m telling you– just have a look. Just take a peek. I’m telling you. Your little cup there– is it a cup? Is that the official word? Anyways– doesn’t matter. I’m telling you– you have a look see in there, and you’ll be seeing…. you, me, and a pile of clothes….”

the world as they knew it was falling through the cracks and emma vanity was getting a damned tattoo. however, the only thing that she let herself think of in that moment, was why in the hell did she not get one sooner. 

emma had been mulling over the prospect of a tattoo for what seemed like forever, and she’d been granted one too many ( drunken ) occasions to live out that image in her head of her, inked. but there never seemed to be the right time or place or person, to do it -- that, or she’d simply been putting it off indefinitely, under the guise of careful consideration and time constraints. BULLSHIT -- there's no time like the present, which is exactly what she had said leaving her flat that morning with a crumpled paper of the shop’s location ( courtesy of and recommended by her teammate, whose ink she’d been envious of for ages ) and a seemingly clear idea in her head of what she wanted. 

she walked into the shop and was immediately greeted by the startling, though not offending, arrangement and decoration of the place -- it was like walking into one of muggle london’s more exciting parts, to say the least. the face that greeted her, however, wasn’t one she had expected to see, or rather just barely recognized. “ so, this is where you’ve been hiding all this time ? ” she’d gone four years without speaking so much as a word to him and pushing him to the peripheral of her mind, surely she could keep her cool. maybe, she wished she would have asked the name of the tattoo artist, before she’d dropped in on a whim; but what’s done has been done, and she had never been one to back away. emma eyed him up and down -- he looked worlds away from the ronan avery she had once known. “ i’ve got something for you, if you’re up to task. i want a tattoo. ”

picasso: would you rather sleep on the moon with a stardust dress or on a tiny flower with a sunflower dress?

“the skies above have always been so familiar to me. a part of the universe that we can cut out to make copies of to keep in our hearts, in our memories, a part of us - the moon’s the moon wherever you go. i would love to see if i’m me when i’m on the moon, too.”

vermeer: which of your qualities make you a dream girl?

“all of them. have you seen beauty, charisma, intelligence and a touch of ethereal grace in one? well now you have.”

klee: in a library full of books, which five will you never get sick of rereading?