Zhang Fei sat back down with a deep frown as Yu Ming disappeared from his view. He glared up at Guan Yu as he came closer, chuckles renewing at the look.
"Such a moody man," he mocked lightly as his eyes turned to take in his painting. The older man he felt his mirth get sucked away as soon as he fully recognized what he was seeing,"She’s…not going to be happy when she finds out you're painting her again."
"Are you going to sell me out," Fei asked distractedly as he drew a lock of hair draping over her shoulder and another going under her eye, then over her nose with an imaginary wind. She was looking over her shoulder right at
He had such lovely hands...
Yu Ming flushed bright red when the thought popped into her head, watching as Fei's long slender fingers grasped the brush and drew a long arch. From her angle, though, she couldn't really see what he was painting but it had his full attention. To the point his pupils had almost become like the tip of his smallest brush. Sometimes....she could get a small peek into his mind through his paintings and those little instances were very precious.
However, as much as she loved watching him paint, she also watched his eyes as he did so.
She always felt so silly thinking this, but he had insanely beautiful lashes that m
Franky was going to kill you....if Iceberg didn't get him first.
The dork had seen you down about your Snake Syndrome, since the cold season was coming in and you were not going to be allowed out for the whole time. That meant they'd be short a person, but more importantly you wouldn't be able to work on the ships! It was such a drag and your tail was thrashing so hard with anxiety, you'd hit both men more than a few times today. Iceberg had been very understanding, as usual, and actually had thought of a few things that you could work on for them inside the shop that had you perking up a little bit and even crack a small smile.
Franky deci
“Hawkins, do you want some tea?”
“Not at this moment, thank you.”
“I haven't put any sugar in yet.”
“One.”
Chitter grinned as she trotted into the kitchen. Drake paused in his workout, unable to resist a verbal jab.
“Not a fan of sweet things, Magician?”
“You should know by now, living with your sister for such a long time, Red Flag....that I have an unusually high tolerance.”
It took Drake a moment to realize what he had just said and he slowly turned to stare at the blonde wide eyed as Josephine, though her eyes were glued to her book, hid her smile behind a coup
“I love you.”
It was delivered in a soft, montone voice...but not soft enough to hide the sincerity in the words.
Simultaneously, both Drake and Josephine leaned backwards to look into the room. Chitter's back was to them, but even so they could see the blush from the tips of her ears stretching to her shoulders and arms. The woman had one powerful blush. One hand came up to rub her cheek while the other moved back hair from her face. They could just picture the sweet, shy smile on her lips as she cooed back,”I love you, too, Basil.”
Josephine slowly turned to Drake who was staring into his glass with a small, self
The first week X Drake had stayed with the two sisters was when the nightmares were at their worst. He could still smell the smoke and gunpowder while feeling the heavy stickiness of blood and sweat on his hands. He'd woken up screaming the very first night. Neither women commented on his odd behavior, but he could see that they both worried in their own ways. Chitter flittered around him like a hummingbird and gave him small (very much appreciated) touches. Josephine was more reserved to the point it took Drake a few days to recognize her worry: She was constantly nearby and she apparently kept checking up on him during the night.
The first
Eyes: Very light purple.
Hair: Long, heavy, and wavy. Magenta in coloring (more purple than red).
Occupation: Drifter, always running from Doflamingo.
Relations:
Doflamingo: Former friend, hated enemy
Rocinante: Fiance, husband.
Law: Adopted son
Love Interest: Rocinante "Corazon" Donquixote
Mariah is another character that is afflicted with Snake Syndrome. Except, unlike most people who also have it, she is part of the 0.5% that has no sibling to help care for her. Her mother was a mean drunk and father never in the picture. She became friends with a young Rocinante and Doflamingo when they moved to her area. Rocinante immediately too
Zhang Fei sat back down with a deep frown as Yu Ming disappeared from his view. He glared up at Guan Yu as he came closer, chuckles renewing at the look.
"Such a moody man," he mocked lightly as his eyes turned to take in his painting. The older man he felt his mirth get sucked away as soon as he fully recognized what he was seeing,"She’s…not going to be happy when she finds out you're painting her again."
"Are you going to sell me out," Fei asked distractedly as he drew a lock of hair draping over her shoulder and another going under her eye, then over her nose with an imaginary wind. She was looking over her shoulder right at
He had such lovely hands...
Yu Ming flushed bright red when the thought popped into her head, watching as Fei's long slender fingers grasped the brush and drew a long arch. From her angle, though, she couldn't really see what he was painting but it had his full attention. To the point his pupils had almost become like the tip of his smallest brush. Sometimes....she could get a small peek into his mind through his paintings and those little instances were very precious.
However, as much as she loved watching him paint, she also watched his eyes as he did so.
She always felt so silly thinking this, but he had insanely beautiful lashes that m
Franky was going to kill you....if Iceberg didn't get him first.
The dork had seen you down about your Snake Syndrome, since the cold season was coming in and you were not going to be allowed out for the whole time. That meant they'd be short a person, but more importantly you wouldn't be able to work on the ships! It was such a drag and your tail was thrashing so hard with anxiety, you'd hit both men more than a few times today. Iceberg had been very understanding, as usual, and actually had thought of a few things that you could work on for them inside the shop that had you perking up a little bit and even crack a small smile.
Franky deci
“Hawkins, do you want some tea?”
“Not at this moment, thank you.”
“I haven't put any sugar in yet.”
“One.”
Chitter grinned as she trotted into the kitchen. Drake paused in his workout, unable to resist a verbal jab.
“Not a fan of sweet things, Magician?”
“You should know by now, living with your sister for such a long time, Red Flag....that I have an unusually high tolerance.”
It took Drake a moment to realize what he had just said and he slowly turned to stare at the blonde wide eyed as Josephine, though her eyes were glued to her book, hid her smile behind a coup
“I love you.”
It was delivered in a soft, montone voice...but not soft enough to hide the sincerity in the words.
Simultaneously, both Drake and Josephine leaned backwards to look into the room. Chitter's back was to them, but even so they could see the blush from the tips of her ears stretching to her shoulders and arms. The woman had one powerful blush. One hand came up to rub her cheek while the other moved back hair from her face. They could just picture the sweet, shy smile on her lips as she cooed back,”I love you, too, Basil.”
Josephine slowly turned to Drake who was staring into his glass with a small, self
The first week X Drake had stayed with the two sisters was when the nightmares were at their worst. He could still smell the smoke and gunpowder while feeling the heavy stickiness of blood and sweat on his hands. He'd woken up screaming the very first night. Neither women commented on his odd behavior, but he could see that they both worried in their own ways. Chitter flittered around him like a hummingbird and gave him small (very much appreciated) touches. Josephine was more reserved to the point it took Drake a few days to recognize her worry: She was constantly nearby and she apparently kept checking up on him during the night.
The first
Eyes: Very light purple.
Hair: Long, heavy, and wavy. Magenta in coloring (more purple than red).
Occupation: Drifter, always running from Doflamingo.
Relations:
Doflamingo: Former friend, hated enemy
Rocinante: Fiance, husband.
Law: Adopted son
Love Interest: Rocinante "Corazon" Donquixote
Mariah is another character that is afflicted with Snake Syndrome. Except, unlike most people who also have it, she is part of the 0.5% that has no sibling to help care for her. Her mother was a mean drunk and father never in the picture. She became friends with a young Rocinante and Doflamingo when they moved to her area. Rocinante immediately too
50 Ways to Prove That Joe Strummer and Mick Jones Were Totally Gay For Each Other
Cravings
Joe couldn't explain the craving he had the first time he saw that long, curly, ebony hair. He just longed to feel it in his fingers. Mick had just looked at him strangely and had shaken off the feeling of Joe's begging eyes.
Wheeze
One day, Paul had challenged Joe to find out if Mick was sensitive. Mick was out on the balcony, looking down at the silent, gray street with a fag in his fingers. He sealed the smoke within his broad lips and inhaled. At the same time, Joe had crept up behind him, both index fingers erect. Suddenly Mick felt small jabs
I've been getting some messages that no one can just click and join my Ravages of Time group. If that happens, just message me and I'll send an invite as soon as I can! Sorry about the inconvenience!
Ahaha! I love playing Dynasty Warriors! I just made Basil Hawkins from One Piece with one of my OCs (Chitter XD) and they got married, despite being total opposites!