...bleach and scars and somehow, along the way, daddy picks up his own nasty habit for a certain redheaded Romanian sex worker... ;)
I'm intrigued by the idea of a daddy Crawford sheltering/smothering his son. Picturing blue blood Yohji, totally high in an opium den is strangely easy for me to imagine. And leave it to the redhead to stir up trouble... :) Some very nice detail in that outline.
The picture is very sweet and a bit bittersweet too. The protection and affection are all too clear but it's Nagi and his contentment with being sheltered and protected that gave it that bittersweet tang - being sheltered is all he knows but at least, now, it's on his terms. I don't know if you intended that level of emotional connection but that's what I get from it! Very nice!
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I'm intrigued by the idea of a daddy Crawford sheltering/smothering his son. Picturing blue blood Yohji, totally high in an opium den is strangely easy for me to imagine. And leave it to the redhead to stir up trouble... :) Some very nice detail in that outline.
The picture is very sweet and a bit bittersweet too. The protection and affection are all too clear but it's Nagi and his contentment with being sheltered and protected that gave it that bittersweet tang - being sheltered is all he knows but at least, now, it's on his terms. I don't know if you intended that level of emotional connection but that's what I get from it! Very nice!