This one be day 9 of shiptober: angst. Peep the ded ppl in the background
And then I wanted to draw happy ship art soooooo I did this too
seen from China
seen from Japan

seen from United States

seen from China
seen from Indonesia
seen from China
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seen from Italy
seen from China

seen from United States
seen from China
seen from Türkiye

seen from Spain
seen from Yemen
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seen from China
seen from United States
seen from United States
seen from China
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This one be day 9 of shiptober: angst. Peep the ded ppl in the background
And then I wanted to draw happy ship art soooooo I did this too
Roach would be the type to have a sourdough starter that he dotes over like a child
An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works
Quiet music filtered through your ears as your pen scribbled on the paper in front of you. You could hear Roach on your bed. The man had stopped by to bring you some food since you hadn’t yet had time to grab something with the paperwork that had stacked on your desk. The empty plate sat next to you, your stomach full and your motivation returned.
A gentle tap on your shoulder dragged your attention from the blurred lettering on the papers up to Roach who had come up behind you. You smiled up at him, laughing softly when he pressed his nose to your temple. “Do you need something, hun?” You ask quietly, pressing a loving kiss to his chin.
He always knows what to do with the vanilla extract
OUR FLAG MEANS DEATH
Characters: Roach
Spanish Jackie • Wee John Feeney • Roach • Nathaniel Buttons
It's samba saturday guys
roach and newman romance has given me a new taste for enemies to lovers that i never thought i'd see, and holy guacamole is it good
“you 36 ?!-”