♛Hmmm… *rubs at his lips with two fingertips* I certainly hope you don’t intend to have this portrait drawn on you at life-size, if such a thing were even possible *smirks* It would be too much beauty for anyone. It’s nearly too much for me… *under his breath* such a burden.
I am honored that you’d want my image on your body in such a permanent way, my eyes and lips always pressed on your skin, touching you, but facing the world outwardly with you as well. So intimate…
Now I can’t help but wonder: Would you have me on the tender flesh of your neck? Or sprawled across one of the stronger muscles of the body, heralding your strength, a thigh? Perhaps somewhere prominent, you’d always have your “plus one” if I was on your arm *grins*
..Or, somewhere more concealed, covered by your clothing most of the time, existing in that secluded warmth between skin and fabric, only revealed to those you disrobe for? I could be your little secret.
Wherever you choose to welcome me onto the canvas of your body, I hope my image tells you that I am there to protect and comfort you. Is that not the definition of making one feel safe, after all?
As asked by @i-want-my-iwtv, this is my second tattoo, in honor of Armand (if it wasn’t that obvious^^).
“If I’m an angel, paint me with black wings”
It took 7 hours for the first time, and 2 more hours a month later for retouching some parts.
I choose lace because Armand love Belgium Lace, and I do handmade lace.
Roses, because as these flowers, he is dangerous and beautiful.
The feather is more for me, because, I write, and draw a lot.
And the collar with the cameo and little red gemms is just a vampire Allegory.
I didn’t choose this words just because Armand said them. It’s more because of the echo they have in me.
Fun fact: my name is Morgane, and the artist who was tattooing me was named Merlin ^^
OH RIGHT I do remember this tatt, it’s lovely and I love your description of it so I’m slamming the reblog 💕
Local tattoo artist (Eric) gets a new neighbor and rightly questions the unexpected development.
Local florist (Santino) just wants to do some gardening without having the entire street try to read the satanic grimoires on his back. It was a phase, sheesh.
I-want-my-IWTV 