life with a dragon road trip shenanigans
I yell as i run at two teenagers with a can of spray paint. the teenagers drop the can of paint and run leaving a mess all over my truck. "well this is just fucking great.
A Mew Life - Anthro Mew TF
Mewtwo responded in shock, being consumed in a cloud of bright pink spray paint, auro getting him from every angle. "s-stop it!"
Chapter 14 (Todd)
"then, what's with asking for the spray paint and a stink bomb?" "oh shit! i was going to have us spray paint our initials on the trio's shirts before they woke up but i forgot!"
Chapter 9 (Wendell)
I take the spray paint out todd's paws and spray a huge red w on the outside of their door and put a circle around it. "what do we do now?" todd asks, "now, we get the fuck out of here!"
Mystery Savior Ch. 1
My locker has been spray painted with words like "fag" or "queer" so many times, that i finally just asked my teachers if i could keep the books needed for their classes in the room.
Selfish Death
The words _faggot_, and _cocksucker_, and _bitchboy_ in almost every color of marker and spray paint faintly showed through the snowflakes that covered it. mostly black, because homophobes tended to hate colors. i knew those words should matter to me.
Laughing All the Way to the...
Anonyma began spray painting the truck, attempting to make it seem authentic. "as for the masks, we'll burn 'em." anonyma says, holding a lighter. wesley sighs and grumbles incoherently, "latex melts at 420° f.
Color Me Mad
In this one-way challenge, each team will take one can of spray paint and go all over the city to three different locations. once they do, they will find canvases at each place. they have to spray paint any logo on it, taking turns doing so.
The Mute - Chapter 5: Moving Day
I looked up to my chest, the word "_fag_" was scribbled on my chest in bright orange spray paint. _what the fuck is wrong with those guys?_ i started the shower, letting the water ease my pain... but it didn't.
Beau - Chapter Five
He'd worn a black tank top with "whiplash" scrawled across in a spray-paint design. he wore black jeans, and a pair of black leather boots. he'd donned a dark green hooded shirt and had the hood pulled over the back of his head fur.
Into the Darkness: Chapter 8
Making his way closer over to it carefully, he inspected it along the wall as he gently reached out a hand, touching the still tacky spray paint. "that’s the 9."
Arizona (Wendell)
Probably dad trying to scold me after i spray painted his clothes. or it could be mom trying to talk me into coming back to tennessee. either way, i can't listen to these. too much of a reminder of the pain that was my old life.