#watch Anni be oblivious when be starts dropping hints lmao 💀

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Okay..hope you don't mind me sending you another request but Tony has got my mind going with all sorts of ideas...but for your sake i'll send you one of them. Also if you could...could you finish this one first? Unless you've already started on the others, then don't worry about it, but i'm really stoked for this one!

So Anni goes to Tony for her first ever tattoo. Its a full back piece...i'm imaging something like this --->XXX

Its a big back piece and that being said, Anni has to take off her shirt and bra...so she's bare. Tony is just kinda sitting there, trying not to look and he's like "ah...look at that ceiling...what a lovely ceiling that is." and Anni lays on her stomach and Tony gets all the stuff ready. One of the first things Tony notices is the scars on her body. Now usually Tony doesn't care to talk much to his clients but he just decides to break the silence and ask about them and that's when Anni talks briefly about who she works for and her job as a proxy and Tony is just noticing little things about her like how she doesn't squirm or squeal at the tattoo needle and she is just calm and collected as he works on this huge back piece. She's so calm and chill that she ends up falling asleep as Tony works on her, its like three in the morning and she's just tired, but Tony thinks she passed out so he's ready to go and get some water and food to try and help get her awake, but she wakes up and is like...oops and Tony actually laughs at it and mentions how hes exhausted too. So by the end of their session, Tony isn't able to get her tattoo fully done and he is completely booked with more appointments, so he does something that he would never usually do...

"Look....I usually don't do this, but if you want me to get it done soon then you can stop by my place and I should be able to finish it..." and he hands her a slip of paper with his address and phone number..

(tysm! no pressure and please feel free to change anything and go at your own speed! tsym again!)

[ tattoo artist. || simp party. ]

Warnings: None!

Tags: @insane-horror-movie-addict

A/n: Heh...this is cute.

Word count: 1,571

Grabbing his pen and a black pot full of his thin-tipped coloured skin markers, he wheels his chair even closer to Anni before pausing, leading her to look at him in confusion since she had already pulled her wrist in front of him, “You’re wearing a lot of clothing,” Tony muttered as she began to fiddle with the collar of her white tank top causing her to look at him with extreme confusion before mentioning, how it was colder since the Autumn season is coming around, leading him to hum in an understanding tone as she continued to play with the smooth fabric.Tony shakingly directs his line of vision towards the ceiling, humming a nervous tune while tapping his knee, waiting for the 'okay' from Anni— he was never good around attractive female clients, it always felt strange to him.

Slowly, Anni began to reach over to the top button to then unhook it from its loop before continuously doing the same with the others until enough skin of her back were exposed with her shirt resting on the side of her to which then he slowly moved away the right-hand side of her bra strap to fully expose the canvas that he wanted to mark so eagerly. Regrettably pulling away and finishing 'admiring' the ceiling, Tony quickly grabbed his black pen as he then leaned in towards her to start drawing the outline of his design on his now favorite canvas causing her to barely move even despite how ticklish and weird the sensation felt when the ballpoint pen continuously gently gilded upon her skin. However, what got her shaking the most was the constant feeling of the man's breath being felt on her upper body now that her shirt was basically off..

Tony is a tattoo artist who has been working in the industry for a few years. He's seen all kinds of clients, from the nervous first-timers to the seasoned tattoo enthusiasts. He takes pride in his work and enjoys the challenge of creating unique and meaningful designs for each of his clients in the under-realm— so he had completely expected her to be screaming and squirming, but she was completely calm— she didn't even look like she could feel the needle literally grinding against her skin at all.

As Anni continues to lay on her stomach, Tony gets all the necessary equipment ready. He takes a quick glance at Anni's body and notices the scars on her skin. Despite being a professional tattoo artist, Tony is not someone who usually talks much to his clients while working. However, he decides to break the silence and asks Anni about her scars. "Excuse me, you mind if I ask about your scars? I've only seen one other guy with this many— but on his back. He had the strangest yellow eyes as well, the people that walk in here are weird."

"Oh, those. I work as a proxy for a living. It's part of the job I guess." Anni briefly tells Tony about her job as a proxy and the dangerous situations she has been in. Tony is impressed by Anni's stubbornness and how truly nonchalant she was talking about all this absurd stuff. He admires how she has been able to keep going despite the challenges she has faced— he'd probably quit the moment he became a proxy if he was being honest with himself, proxies always looked depressed.

"I see. That's interesting. Does it hurt…?" As Tony begins to work on Anni's tattoo, he notices that she does not squirm or squeal at the tattoo needle. He is impressed by Anni's pain tolerance and how she is able to remain calm and composed throughout the process. Tony is able to fully concentrate on his work, knowing that his client is comfortable and at ease.

"Not anymore. I've gotten used to it. It's just another part of the job." Due to Tony's concentrating, she couldn’t help but keep silent to help him continue with his work causing her to glance around her room with her eyes before landing upon a wall where there was a multitude of messages written leading her to carefully scan the writings that were visibly presenting themselves. As expected, there were messages of encouragement - not that Tony seemed to really care, but it was nice of the client to do so - and a few drawings from other tattoo artists that Tony had famously done. However, not to her surprise, there were a few numbers here and there causing her to laugh silently since she couldn’t help it.

She lays down on the tattoo chair, and Tony starts to work on her tattoo. It's been a long day for Anni, and she feels herself dozing off as Tony continues to work on her. Tony assumes that Anni has passed out, and is about to go get some water and food to help her wake up. But just as he is about to leave, Anni wakes up, and Tony chuckles at her sudden awakening. He understands how exhausting the process can be, and mentions how he himself is drained.

"God, I'm not sure why I came so late if I'm being honest— I knew I would be tired." Anni says yawning— tired tears springing to her eyes, and Tony glances at her. He continues to trace the lines, wiping afterwards to get the excess ink and blood off with a little lopsided smile on his face, he knew where she was coming from, he was similar in that way.

He doesn’t comment on it though. What is he supposed to say? He simply works away, finally finishing the thin and delicate outlines of hsr piece- the first step, before he will see her again for the finished version of the piece. He finally connects the last line, and doesn’t think twice about what he says next. “Welp, I won't be able to finish this right now.”

Tony continues to work on Anni's tattoo, but it's already past three in the morning, and Anni is just too tired to stay awake. Tony notices this, and decides to halt the session. He knows that he won't be able to finish the entire tattoo, as he is completely booked with more appointments.

It takes a second that feels way too long for the both of them to register the words, and Tony quickly occupies himself by turning off his gun and cleaning up her skin and his workspace to get the awkwardness out of his room. Anni tries to instantly stand up, but his palm holds onto her leg- silently ordering her to stay put, which she does. He rubs something over the piece, before he gently lifts her leg to wrap it. “I’ll give you a bottle of lotion for it. Leave that bandage on for.. I’d say until tomorrow morning at least. Afterwards, apply the lotion everyday to help it heal properly.” He lectures her with a gentle voice, before letting her sit up.

“Thanks.” Anni says, grinning eagerly at the now hidden artwork on her back. Tony chuckles.

“We’re not done yet, but I’ll take it.” He says. “I uh..” He starts, as she jumps off the stretcher and goes to put on her shirt. “uhm, look....I usually don't do this, but if you want me to get it done soon then you can stop by my place and I should be able to finish it....” He asks, a bit hurried, before he can chicken out again. And he exhausts himself for a moment, because he had literally been booked with appointments, and he couldn't even finish this one. Quickly scribbling down his address, and number, he quickly slides over the piece of paper to her.

Tony does something that he would never usually do - he offers to continue the tattoo session at his home studio, on his day off. He sees the excitement in Anni's eyes, and knows that he has made the right decision.

“Like a date?” Anni asks, and he really wants to hit himself with how much he blushed. Anni quickly catches wind of this, and smirks, “I'm joking of course."

“I mean, if you want it to be?” He says, swallowing as he averts his gaze, a sight very weird, trying to joke around as well. His hand runs through his hair, chain around his neck and piercings on his ears clattering against each other and making sounds as he moves, his combat boots nervously tapping the floor a little. “It doesn’t have to be.. I know you’re already-”

"Tony, Tony," Anni grabs his shoulders, trying to shake him of whatever delusional exasperated state he was in, "It's fine— I was just kidding."

Yep— that checks in, why would he ever have a chance with some badass proxy chick?