Sad Tribal Wolf (WIFWOLF)
Your hand into the paint and place a handprint onto her belly while she does the same, the dual handprints symbolizing fertility \>she says you'll have to apply the paint for her first pup after she gets back \>you hope you'll have to as well \>you hand
Chapter 1
Chris interrupted "you know" skan smirked "it's the colors... she's not even painted... females are typically pretty bland colored" aside from the required "us air force" painting on her body and wings she was pretty plainly colored "but that hp fairfield
Blood and Fuel
Get that hose off, i'm tired of being in the crossfire, they're fucking up my paint!" "good copy!"
Merry Christmas, Morgan
With how neat the paint was applied, only the broad brush strokes betray it as custom paint work rather than a professional application. "i- i know green is your favorite color and i w-wanted to paint your name on the bottom.
Love in the North
painting a background is a lot more flexible than painting the subject. you can choose to have the painting staged anywhere." lenir hummed. "i did not consider that... i suppose i'll have to give that some thought."
Ownership Mark
"i'm going to need more paint," he said.
Autumn Woods - Chapter Eleven
Rye saw the material of weaved cloth usually used for oil paintings, but then cloud unrolled it and showed rye the front. a portrait of rye painted on the cloth is revealed.
Marked Scales
"i saw they do scale treatments--not just cleaning or polishing scales, but also temporary painting or permanent tattooing." "alright."
Studying their strongest.
Stars paint your vision and you yelp as the fat head slips past and into your body.
The Long Road Home - Chapter 1
It's akin to living in an audio version of a dali or an ernst painting. but despite the blare of the world, my ears have been numbed to it.
Spirit Bound: Chapter Ninety-Six
I've seen many paintings in that style when i visited japan and a few when i visited some old monasteries in southern china. he...would compare favourably to them. they actually reminded me of some paintings attributed to a legendary smith, song xun."
Atligili
He shouldn't have smelled so clean--i'd left him covered in the remains of what he'd eaten--crumbs and spills of food and drink and worse... the paint, i couldn't convince him paint wasn't for drinking, and he'd gone through five cans and it was so sour in