When my friends get to popular too talk to me:Iconmisakithinkplz: I'm glad that they've got people to like their art.
:Iconritsurantplz: I didn't deserve to have an amazing friend like them anyways. . .
:Iconmisakisighplz: :Iconmooiiplz: I may be a little jealous, but they probably deserve it more than I do any ways.
:Iconshyhiyoriplz::Iconmenmatearplz: I probably wasn't a good friend any ways. . .
:Iconkiritosmileplz: I want all of you to know I'll never let this happen to us, yeah I may be busy and only be able to reply a few times a day or a week, but I'd never stop completely.
:Iconchiblushplz: And if I don't reply to something it may have probably been because it got a bit repetitive for me, I'm sorry.
:Iconchitandaneplz: But no matter what I'll always be here for you as a friend, because I love all of you, even if you don't like me, my art, my fan-pairings, or my ocs I'm still going to care about you.
Annet Bio- UpdateAnnet Bio
Name: Annet Jane Smith
Birth date: June 13, 1302
Hair color: Blond(e) //Sandy Blonde//
Eye Color: Blue-Green //Tint could be more green or more turquoise//
Height: 5’4” or 64” or 162.6 cm
-Current: Stubborn //varies//, shy //understatement//,has different actions towards different people (Japan: Calm and quiet, Italy: Nervous and slightly annoyed, France: Defensive and curt, ect.) , cares more about others then herself (If someone is upset she'll talk to them rather than going to a party), doesn’t believe she’s worth anything (The island of Annet has very little to no natural resources), only been in love with one person. Never had first kiss, virgin, doesn't handle alcohol well. She is a Ornithologist, also works as a house keeper at the UK residence.
-Pirate: Stubborn, shy, keeps to herself, always up for a challenge, searching for her mo
Arsuri and Skitz FicsWarning have to do with death : P
Now I have to go XD
Sitting on the edge of a long fancily made bed her red eyes glowed, her arms hanging under her. Her red striped coat hung lazily on her shoulders, she stood shakily as if she'd not had any energy to carry on. As she walked out of the destroyed building her hair swayed swiftly behind her, eyes not leaving the protection of her bangs still focused on the ground beneath her bare feet as her black pants dragged with every step she took. You could hear a sword being drawn from it's sheath, but without lifted her head to see whom it had been one of the arms from her scarf shot forward hitting the target, knocking them away. Arsuri finally lifted her head, though she showed no emotions, her stern face would hardly ever tremble, the enemy stood again and ran towards her with the sword drawn, again her arm shot forward, but this time it grasped the victims neck and shook them viciously, throwing them t