Big blue eyes are surrounded in mud, as if it were kohl. The thin face that holds those eyes is hidden by the dark brown smear of street mud. In a small, pale hand is a twig that is shaped like a hook. Little bare feet are hidden by the same dirt that surrounds the eyes.
But the little, blue-eyed boy doesn’t cower. He holds up his hook-twig like a
(
Read more... )
Comments 3
sndroflkajnsdpk
dalsdkfsdka
*choke*
This is so cute! And really, really sad. ;A; Oh Timmyyyy. *huggles him* Sweet bby!
I really like you introducing how they met. I'd like to learn more, but I'd also like to see more JayTim... *is so conflicted* >A<
Can't wait for the next update~!!! <333333
Reply
JASON TIM WILL BE HERE, I PROMISE. :D
And there will probably be more backstory eventually. Just not now. C:
THANK YOU FOR THE COMMENT. SO MUCH THANKS.
Reply
(The comment has been removed)
...poking Tim's little nose makes me giggle and squee inside because little Tim is just so cute. Cute to the power of one thousand.
<33333333333 I'M GLAD YOU LOVE THIS VERSE. C: Thank you for being youuuuuuu.
Reply
Leave a comment