it’s robbie’s tsundere face and sport’s “0h, Robbie! you did that one thing!” face, usually accompanied by an eye roll…
i love drawing Robbie being tsundere, hahah… I feel like his face is just so open to expression, and that’s pretty gr8, found some new places to put lines that wasn’t on the mouth or eyes.. i didn’t know I could put lines on eyebrows??
Inspired by looking through @gayzytown ’s blog again and @lazy–stars, who’s blog I’ve been looking for for a while
in the grocery store today i was looking at birthday cards and this girl came over and told me that some guy had walked around the aisle like 3 times and i should be careful because it looked like he was following me and then when i was leaving this other woman left at the same time and she waited until i got all my bags in my car and was inside it before driving off, i love both of them so much..
the way wonho hugs the others and rubs their back is so soft :’( that wonjoo hug made me tear up i don’t have the heart to gif my son crying it makes me emo but the way wonho squeezed him and rubbed his back just warmed my heart
It’s been a while since I posted, so I decided to give you a bit tonight. I’m slightly ahead of the word count, which will be helpful when I am unable to actually update Wednesday and Thursday because of Thanksgiving shenanigans.
I very much hope that this story has some truth in it. Through all the versions, I have learned a little about myself in the process and may have hit upon something new this time. But that is a post for another day. I hope you enjoy this snippet.
Susan walked through to Anthony’s room. He was pacing
anxiously. He paused when she walked into the room.
“It’s been a long day, so—”
He cut her off
with the shake of his head. “We have all night.” He removed his dressing gown
and pulled down the blanket. “We’ve done this bit before.”
She nodded as she
made her way to the other side of the bed. “We have.” She draped her dressing
gown over the end of the bed and slipped under the blanket. She smiled and
removed her nightgown.
“Oh, so that’s
the way it is.” Anthony repeated all her movements.
“I’m still wearing knickers.”
“So am I.” He
scooted closer. “The toy is put away. I think perhaps tonight, just slow
“All right.” She
turned and draped a leg over his and spread her hand over his chest.
His heart pounded
under her hand.
“I’m so damn
nervous.” He said with a little chuckle.
“You’re not the only one.” She tangled her hand in Anthony’s hair.