naw, i don't care, i ship that shit

To be continued…

I’ll be on hiatus for a while

A little something I made.

That yellow shirt boy.

I’m iffy on the dialogue, but I guess his history is pretty crazy anyway, so there.

YeSSSSS

I love drawing him, so here he iss!! ///

I know how to draw. I wanted to dry out this messy style. Might do some more like this :).

Kids: Are you a boy or a girl?

Miami tilts sunglasses down to have a better look at the shits

Miami: Why would you ask that?

Kids: Let's see. You have long blond hair, tanned legs, and skimpy bottoms, duh. And it's hard to tell.

Miami beams at the compliments, accepting them graciously

Rick hangs an arm around Miami's waist

Rick: He's my baby boy.

Kids: What are you, his grandpa?

Miami: Nah, he's my daddy. Duh.

The kids are mortified