#I was really proud of the original drawing when I drew it and I guess I didn’t really change too much but whatever

[cq-studios]

Was talking about Baldr with a friend the other day, and I got possessed by a great darkness or something, and drew this, I dunno.

Redraw of this

[amugoffandoms]

bitter choco decoration.

eat it all without saying a thing.

bitter choco decoration.

you're such a picky eater, you really need to fix that.

Part 2 of 2 for 02/06 day

stills + rambles underneath cut:

yes, the funky trend!! I had so much fun drawing this and imagining everything in my head lol

so the wheelchair and yuno turned away idea came after i think? The teaser? I'm not sure on the timeline of when I drew this, but I wanted to have a drawing that was revealed when I spun the art and the first layer was hidden

for the final part:

it's supposed to be like one of those "See No Evil, Say No Evil, Hear No Evil"

T1 mahiru -> covered eyes to not see what she's doing but opened mouth to say things that might hurt her boyfriend

T1 yuno -> mouth is covered and closed to represent not being able to speak as herself to others bit opened eyes to see the truth of everything

if that makes sense!

also yes that is yuno's t2 and mahiru's t2 covering them each, mahiru's sling just didn't look nice so it was forgone

there was no particular reasoning as to why other than oh my god how insane would it be if t2 yuno was covering t1 mahiru's eyes [also i guess you could say it's the future selves hiding these aspects away from their past selves, i guess? I'm not sure lol]

it was originally supposed to be the prisoner themselves, but i was like NO THIS IS MORE INTERESTING

also yes I'd like to thank parasite by deco*27 for great reference image

[and myself, apparently no one has drawn x over mouth the way i want it lol]

additionally, I tried to do lighting with layers and such and I'm very proud of the final image, it's really good.

mahiru is supposed to have light coming from the bottom, like how she was finally forgiven and just the opposite of yuno, who has light coming from the top, as if it were like a angelic light/spotlight [since she's been forgiven twice]

also never try to shade darker areas with white you will have so many layers just to make it seem darker in certain areas and also it's like playing a game of how does this work in negative space!!!! Head in hands. But it looks good so I digress shhfnfjxkf

thank you for reading and watching this insane little project lol

see part 1 here!

[thecheramore]

Yes, I drew this lovely couple again — John and Nan 🥺🫶🏻

And this time I worked in a completely unusual technique for me! The idea to experiment some came up spontaneously. Initially, it was just a sketch on paper without any particular idea (just cute Mr. and Mrs. Silver, nothing too special), but suddenly I decided to cover it with color right on top in digital. It turned out nice and I decided to go on and experiment also with the light. I chose the backlight from the sunset (it's a romantic picture, after all 😉💞)

And yeah, the most important thing: I certainly based on the original sketch, but still painted the whole artwork with color splashes! And the lineart was the final stage. Usually, it's exactly the opposite. It was a super interesting experience and, so to speak, challenging. I am very happy with the result ❤️‍🔥

P.S. I LOVE this song. While I was drawing this art, I was listening to it on repeat, because, in my opinion, it PERFECTLY suits John Silver both in the meaning of the lyrics, and in the general vibe, and even in the marine theme. So, you can consider this drawing with my beloved pirate and his wonderful wife my full-fledged illustration for this awesome track 🥹❤️

(Too bad I didn't find the translation of the lyrics into English... So, I guess I will be translating it myself. When I'll be done, I'll update the post!)

Upd: Translation done! Though I'm totally not a pro in poetic translation, I tried my best to make it sound in the same rhythm and have rhymes too. And plus the lyrics are almost word-for-word accurate to the original. So, it turned out quite good imo, I managed to find the balance. Enjoy!~

Invited you out — already good

All places are closed, nowhere to stay

I don't really care, I am here in this crowd

All by myself and I look very proud

I'm going to you by the water

I'm filling the bottle, replacing with wine

I'm going to you by the water

I'm bitting bread loaf up, washing down with the wine

I'm going to you by the water

Invite you in — well, it is so...

Scary, of course, but for me so important

Where a kiss turns into a sign

At The Last Supper, on the Bridge, on he Cross

I'm going to you by the water

I'm filling the bottle, replacing a little

I'm going to you by the water

I'm bitting bread loaf up, washing down with the wine

I am now married to a wave

And as long ago I'm again little worried

I'm going to see my wife

I'm bitting my lips up, washing down with the wine

I am now married to a wave

I am going to you by the water

[xinnamonbun]

Got Nostalgic

So I decided to look at some old Inanimate Insanity humanizations I did a couple years back. I'm pretty sure I did these RIGHT when season 3 released. Good times-

(Looks)

...

AAAAAAAAÆ-

Below will be humanizations of: Soap, Bow, Paintbrush, Blueberry, Goo, Cabby, Test Tube, Cherries, Taco, Apple, Fan, Lightbulb, Suitcase, Balloon, Lifering, Microphone, Marshmallow, Nickel, and Yin-Yang

⚠️ WARNING OLD ART ⚠️

Off to a great start...the soap hair tie is almost cute...almost. (also I'd like to mention that I only knew like three types of shoes so you're going to be seeing these once or twice)

It's... Okay. This is one of the better ones we're going to see. Why does she have ballerina shoes???

I was really really bad at drawing guys and was much better at drawing girls (not that that was very good either). Paintbrush being an entirely different thing made me nervous that I was going to make them too masculine or too feminine. I remember being SO proud of myself... And like this one isn't terrible... But why are they wearing ice skates- (they're not supposed to be ice skates but that is NOT lined up)

Not terrible. I think that this still gives Blueberry vibes it's mainly the shoes that are bugging me. But other than that it's not BAD.

I remember one of my cousins called him Caillou, I sobbed... I hate that they were right- I MADE HIM BALD

Did not know how to draw a wheelchairs (still don't but I hope I could do better than THIS) THIS DOESN'T LOOK LIKE CABBY. END OF STORY. I also don't want to talk about the dress- it's bad

I guess I don't hate this one. I don't love it either. This one is pretty much just "I could believe that's test tube" BUT THERE'S NO SPICE

I had this headcannon that one of the cherries was trans which is why they never spoke because they were self-conscious of their voice. Not the worst head Cannon but I just can't see it anymore. These outfits also just suck. And the return of the ice skates-

This is season 1 Taco specifically and the idea was upon show to hide the hands while having her fancy spy outfit underneath. With the little that you can see of the spy outfit it sucks. The top doesn't look super bad I guess. I also gave her little fangs that I decided to make gray for some reason so they blended into her skin.

I remember this one was my absolute FAVORITE like I thought this was peak character design. It's not that good but at the very least it's definitely the most okay one here... Except for the fact that APPLE'S KNEES ARE LIKE 5/8 DOWN HER LEG- WHO BROKE YOUR LEG?!? Also are those green jeans? Also return of the ice skates.

RONALD MCDONALD!!! IVE FOUND YOUR COUSIN- in case it wasn't clear (it isn't) this is Fan... Excuse me while I bash my head into the wall- WHAT IS THIS ABOMINATION?!? AND ON TOP OF THAT WE HAVE ANOTHER CASE OF ICE SKATES- I swear if I see one more ice skate I'm going to lose it-

This is...kinda adorable??? The hair doesn't fit though. I still like the socks.

This one isn't THAT bad, it's just...the nose. The idea of her having a backpack to carry stuff is still cute. And-... Are those. Ice. Skates. (Inhale) AAAAAAAAÆ---

Burn it with fire. I didn't even like this one when I first drew it! I always had plans of redrawing it but I never did. In case you need clarification this is Balloon... In my slight justification for why he's wearing... that. I was originally going to give all of the returning season 3 contestants vacation clothes because they thought they were going on a vacation but I didn't really do this with any of the others so it just looks out of place and ugly.

I saw an ad around the time I drew this that showed a child missing their upper lip. I thought that that would be an interesting design choice for Lifering to to represent the hole in his face. I was correct that it's interesting. It being a good design choice before this art style is a different topic- still like the earring I gave him though.

I hate those fingers. They're so small. I hate it. I remember this was my favorite outfit, and now I don't like it that much. But I guess it's not THAT bad. It's still kinda bad.

This is Marshmallow. I needed to lead with that otherwise you wouldn't know who this is. This is straight up isn't marshmallow. That is some random girl that should not be trusted with hair dye.

This one is just...okay. at least compared to the other ones on this list. It's not the worst. It's DEFINITELY not the best. His hair is... Something. Also the return of the ice skates

This one is honestly just funny to me now. Yin just looks done (I feel you buddy) I really played around with a vitiligo (the reason why they have both pale and dark skin; look it up) and I do like the concept I had of this I just don't think I have the skills at the time to properly pull it off.

Wait...is that it? IM FREEEEEEE-

Bonus: (this was made before season 3 and I only found this because it was one of the reference images for my Bow humanization shown above)

You know what I said about Balloon? I take it back. Burn THIS with fire.

Ok NOW I'm free.

(for the record I give you full permission to bash me in the replies, in fact I encourage it. I'm planning on making redo's of these humanizations with my (hopefully better) art skills. So pointing out things that you didn't like in the previous designs or things that you think would be nice to add are greatly appreciated feedback)

[pastel-rights]

I LOVE your art style! How did you came up with it?

huh? my art style??? uhhh, i mean i uhhhh if you want, i can explain how I got to this point but. sometimes, things just. happen yknow???

honestly my old art compared to the more recent of what I've done probably looks. very very jarring side by side since it looks like it was drawn by completely different people lol. For example, look at this early 2017 character concept verse a late (November) 2024 character concept.

It's. Definitely a lot to take in so uhm. Buckle up! [cue a heavy metal version of bye-bye-bye playing for atmosphere reasons]

So, I've been drawing as a hobby since about... 2009 give or take? However, the earliest art I have on hand is probably from... 2016 or 2015 tbh??? Although, I only really started keeping a fr fr log of my art from 2019 and onwards so, let's start with what I actually have to show.

It's all about the basics, anon!

Growing up, my art was inspired by the shows I watched growing up! in particular, shows like "Codename: Kids Next Door" and "Tom and Jerry" were my rock in childhood times (since I wasn't allowed to watch Spongebob until I was much older and a majority of my "childhood" tv shows didn't start airing until later in my life, like Bubble Guppies (which aired in 2011) and Team Umizoomi and Octonauts (which both released in 2010) which, by then, the television was run by my younger brother's needs mostly, and I didn't get a say.)

So, I guess you could say my art was inspired by those two shows mostly???? of course, not... fully? hold on let me show you guys the earliest art I have to work with here-

these are all from 2019 since it's the furthest back I was able to save my art but. Looking at it, it doesn't look like it was inspired in the way artists are normally inspired by their environment. At least, that's not how it feels to me.

my art at this point was very... a lot of it was traditional in comparison to now, for starters. The color grades are completely off, the lining is. interesting. A lot of one shot one result type of shenanigans. Of course, it shares its origin with my childhood entertainment in general, which is being very cartoonish in style! On traditional grounds, I fucked around with a lot of different methods, some just pencil, some with markers, blah blah blah yada yada yada.

which, character design is my passion /ref if you couldn't tell. but my art style has always been very cartoonish and stylized, even in my earliest days. Big eyes, wild hair styles, noodly limbs, you know, the cartoonist hallmarks! If nothing else, my art style is more reflective of who I am as a person?? like the cartoons that formed me, it's very expressive and full of color and whimsy and in its own way, it's my way of thanking the world that taught me happiness and joy, and I draw to give others that same feeling.

Whether that be my friends' OCs or silly shitposts, I draw for the joy others get seeing it! Here look at this picture of my friend (@sxftriina)'s OC, Ocean, I draw way way back when lol

...

but at some point, I realized. My art didn't make me happy anymore. I didn't have fun drawing anymore. and it just became more of a chore to make than a fun hobby or a good time. I couldn't find the joy in art anymore. And I couldn't create anything I was proud of either.

I got stuck. It didn't matter what I drew, what things I tried. I couldn't make myself happy again. and while my art might not have suffered.

I did.

art was nothing more than a chore. something I had to do because I wasn't good for anything else.

and it made me severely depressed, among other things happening during those times.

so what does a burnt out depressed artist do in crisis times??????????

...

he joins tumblr, of course.

I wish I was joking. I'm not.

anyways so it was like 4am and I was like "let me join tumblr why the hell not maybe I'll find something there" and uhm. well I didn't find anything initially. and every day was as depressing as the last, and I eventually just. felt like giving up. I ran an askblog and drew a ton still because while it made me unhappy, I felt unhappier just. doing nothing. Lesser of two evils I suppose?

that was until I uh. I met someone really special to me. Even now.

if you're reading this, uh. hi lupi!

This was around the time I found Identity Five at the end of 2020, and began drawing fanart for the game, which restored... some joy to art? Not completely, but, I wasn't so miserable drawing during this time of my life. It felt like a chore still, but, at least now I was having some semblance of fun doing it. Not completely fun though... I was still stuck in a funk. I didn't know why.

And then, I met Lupi. At the time, she was following me through her askblog account (she still does) and I got curious and decided to check it out for myself and. I think if I never checked out Lupi's blog that day, my art wouldn't have taken the direction it did, and, I would have never regained my love for my craft.

Of course, I feel silly even talking about it so... I took a different direction with my art after scrolling through Lupi's art, which sometimes I'll do, even to this day just for fun sake. And this time... I don't know.

It just felt different this time. It wasn't the best, and it certainly wasn't easy either. But for the first time in over a year... I had genuine fun drawing again. No negative feelings attached.

Just... fun.

A lot of fun at that. A lot of things from this era of my style stuck. Like... a looooot. My color choices, my mini style, the flow, a lot of what I learned from this era stuck with me, even now.

it retains so much of the past yet it means so much more. it's still cartoonish, still small and squashed, funky hairstyles, noodle limbs, fun clothing... the whole nine yards.

Of course... this is only 2021 art. My art now, while similar... it's not the same. And it's all thanks to ONE RED HAIRED MOTHERFUCKER. not ginger, red haired. apples are red, not orange. /ref

It was the first time in. several years that I've drawn something just for me. Even if it was something small and silly while waiting for an after-school activity to start. It was something I remember really fondly, a feeling that wasn't just fun but. actual joy.

Not only that but, for as simple as it is, it marked the start of a very, very... very long long of stylization like never before. You take what makes you happy... piece by piece, bit by bit...

you learn... you grow... you improve upon skills you have... body language, expression, detail... all those things. You meet some really cool people along the way... you talk, you laugh, you cry.

you get inspired and you want to show them something new, something cool... and in doing so, you make something you never thought was possible. Not with your skills, and not in a million years.

But, you learn. you laugh. you watch. you grow.

you figure out what you like. cool colors, fun dynamics, shading, lighting, storylines... things like that. you inspire others, and those people inspire you in turn.

you learn some cool new poses, you draw some fun fanart for your friends aus, you try new things and those end up sticking.

sometimes it's just you and one other person, who stuck through, watching you draw until a piece's very end. because they like you for you. and they care. sometimes they never leave your side, and they continue to inspire you to this very day.

you have fun with what youre doing. there's not really any need to rush, you know? you look at new media, you talk to the people you care about the most, you make things to surprise them with. and they're happy. and you're happy.

and you want to keep drawing.

but you can't forget to draw for yourself sometimes. something just for you that others can enjoy, but, it wasn't made for others. it was made because you love yourself and you deserve something special. it's important to draw what you want for yourself.

and sometimes, it becomes your staple.

you put your best foot forward, you give it everything you've got! because it's not a chore. it's fun. it's a hobby.

and it makes you happy. your art becomes recognizable, people compliment it and enjoy its presence. even in passing.

...

I love my art style too, anon. i know its been a long while of me talking. telling my story, my experience with my art. how it built me. how it ruined me. and how I found myself again.

I didn't know how to answer your question when I first got this ask.

Because, I didn't know how I came up with it. In my mind, it just happened. But, I think I have an answer for you now.

For real this time.

My art style is a culmination of everything and everyone I love. Navi, Pins, Beth, Yuu, Tae, Klai, Joe, Rina, Lupi, Four, pretty much everyone I surround myself with on a day to day basis. Bit by bit, piece by piece, my art style is fueled by the love I have for my friends.

Every improvement over the years has all been so I can show them something fun, something new. So I can keep surprising them with each new piece I do.

But, it's not just my friends.

It's you too, anon. Whoever you are. Wherever you are. Every like, every reblog, every comment and compliment. Every ask, every live reaction.

Thank you.

Thank you for helping me find my joy again. I hope I didn't disappoint.

[nayialovecat]

The Ink Demonth 2023 - Day 6. Machine

Day 6. Machine Crossover: Scooby-Doo, Where Are You? (and later series) "Scooby-Dooby-Doo, where are you? We got some work to do now. Scooby-Dooby-Doo, where are you? We need some help from you now." I cannot wait for the scene when they take Sammy's mask off :3 I'd watch an episode like that. Btw. in case anyone is wondering, Shaggy checks whether bacon soups are 20 or 50 years after expired, because it depends on whether he decides to heat them before eating or not :D

Am I a fan of Scooby-Doo? Well... yes and no. As a little kid, I loved the show, I even had VHS tapes of the episodes... But then my lil brother got hooked on it and watched it so obsessively that I hated the whole show (especially since his favourite was that damn Scrapy-Doo, so he was tormenting me episodes with him, and Scooby-Doom, the other son of the b*ch, which I hate). However, I still enjoyed the full-length movies, and to this day I still enjoy watching some of them (for example: "Scooby-Doo! and the Reluctant Werewolf" or "Scooby-Doo! in Where's My Mummy?..." by the way, the former was made in the year of my birth, so he's older than me, yay!) But then came the era of weird Scooby-Doo series that delighted me again and stole my heart, like "Shaggy & Scooby-Doo Get a Clue!", "Scooby-Doo! Mystery Incorporated" or crazy one  "Be Cool, Scooby-Doo!" (I love self-ironical, self-parodying shows). So... yeah, I guess I'm a Scooby Doo fan now. What's more, I will now say something that will probably make some people hate me: I like the "scandalous" show "Velma". Uuuu! Everyone will stop following me now, what a drama.

I have to admit that I had fun - although it was probably one of the most difficult Ink Demonths so far (counting the future ones I've already drawn). Scooby-Doo is damn hard to draw, because he has very caricatured features while having quite a dog's build, and when broken down into simple shapes, he's... just plain ugly to draw. Shaggy was a bit of a challenge, but it was a real pleasure to draw Velma. By the way, these two are my favourite characters - and I ship them in their youth (in their mature life, I prefer Shaggy with that cool alien from one of the movies). I used, of course, the background from BATIM - and choosing the right one and then framing it the best took me a lot of time and frustration too. I originally wanted a setting from the first chapter, but nothing looked right with the characters on it. I finally made it to the second chapter - and I think it turned out really nice. However, I am extremely proud of how cans turned out, the expiration date of which is checked by Shaggy.

If anyone doesn't understand why this entry is for "machine" theme, let me remind you that the Gang drove a cool, colourful van called... that's right! The Mystery Machine! If you didn't know that, you can't consider yourself a Scooby-Doo fan :D

Bendy and the Ink Machine (c) Joey Drew Studios Inc. Scooby-Doo, Where Are You? (c) Hanna-Barbera Sammy and the Ink Machine (c) Nayia Lovecat

[cleothelittlerockstar]

=×⭐Aren't they gorgeous?⭐×=

Who? The new Starmaker?

🌟 Yes

🌟⭐ Them.

🌟⭐♥️ I mean..

🌟⭐♥️⭐ Just

🌟⭐♥️⭐🌟 look at

🌟⭐♥️⭐🌟🌟⭐♥️⭐🌟 them...

🌟⭐♥️⭐🌟🌟⭐♥️⭐🌟🌟⭐♥️⭐🌟

=×=×=×=×=×=×=×=×=×=×=×=×=×=×=×=×=×=×=×

🌟

\___________________♥️_____________________/

,,I mean, I guess they are."

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(Click the image for best quality)

I decided to change up the formula for this post because I am just so fuckin proud of how this turned out so a rant about my progress and work on this peice under the cut!

HAZAH! BEHOLD!

FOR I BRING ANOTHER DRAWING TODAY!

This one is called The new Starmaker!

It is based off of an AU/HC I had for a while based on the fact that the more Crowley (as an angel) began to question things during his conversation with Azi his wings turned darker and darker.

Sooo...

What if, days, hours maybe even moments before his fall...

His wings became a galaxy, an omen of hope for him that maybe he was doing the right thing questioning things before God struck him down.

But yeah! All in all, I am really proud of this one♥️, it took me half a day to finish in total because Pixel studios kept crashing on me. Fuck you Pixel Studios (I love you) and I actually did two vers of the BG on this one!

So let's look at it together!

So this is Ver. 1

-Basically just a void behind him, I thought it added a nice contrast and people I showed it to seemed to like it but when I came back to look at it I dunno

-It just kinda felt bland, ya know?

-Like yes the colors do contrast nicely and the lil stars around him pop more but eeeeeh

-I dunno, I just didn't vibe with it with that bg

So I went to Ver. 2!

-I liked this one a lot more than the original one because why yes, I am a sucker for color

-Oh and it gave me the chance to test out the brushes Pixel has to offer

-I really like the cross looking ones!

-Okay but back onto the art

-I just genuinely liked the vibe of this one more than the last

-(Also got to give my boi a halo so WAHOO)

-And I got to play around with a lot of details for the bg and stuff

So with that out of the way, as a closing touch I wanna just show off some of the bits I had the most fun with while doing this!

(Again, click for better quality)

So first off! I had so much fun with the bg gradients it isn't even funny. Like the lil pixels scratch my brain just right when I drew them.

Oh and the wings. They were REALLY fucking fun to draw.

Love em, need em, gonna do more of them soon ^^

But my most favourite part of this was ♥️Crowley's hair!♥️

Like I just zoned out for a good forty minutes, made the hair look like a galaxy on accident, had the program crash on me and erase all the progress and do it all over again.

But like.

In my not so humble opinion (because I have the ego the size of a blue whale, deal with it) I think it turned out TERRIFIC!

Like I just MWAH!

I love how I drew it!

===×=×==×

But yeah, that's pretty much it! Thank chu for reading my art rant and see you on the next post, baiii!

[sometimesthisdudedraws]

I drew them again! I still don’t have a name in mind, but I’ve been calling the drawing “Spunky” so there is that. Alternate name for the drawing was “She Was a Skater Boy” in case you were curious haha. This is the first time I’ve drawn them digitally or with color, and I’m really happy with the drawing!

More under the cut!

First off we’ve got the original version of the character and the first redraw I ever did, both being pencil exclusively. I always had colors in mind, but I didn’t want to use them I guess until now?

Then we have them without their accessories. I show this because I’m proud of how the body turned out and I think it’s easier to see it when the fishnets aren’t there.

(Also in case you’re curious about the bandages and bruising on their side, they like to rollerblade and their injuries are from them wiping out)

[gottaarc]

I guess this is sort of spoilers for my fic? But not really, since it's out of context.

I was originally really proud of this one when I drew it a few months ago, but now I really wanna redraw it. It has given me some more motivation to make a series of drawings about the stages of the MC from my fic- like one for every major development maybe? I have a super specific vision for the one about the battle with Farmus.

[sbggarakungfood]

Where do I start

The song is meaningful to me, I use the "sung by himself" vers over the vocaloid one because.. it feels more wanting to accept the true self, the topic what the song is talking about.

Yeah, the original concept was unfinished, I have to "work it out" to make it complete. I want to post this before the s3 release to join the hype. At "By one thing, or two things..." originally I want to add fire behind Rogue after he shot the lightning (to make hole on the can). And zoomed in into his face while drinking the can, keep zooming in to his red goggles, with little jay behind those red "layer", like setting him on fire but it was a happy memory. A drew to much of his ass. The timing got off. I tried to reduce the frame sequence but it makes it look worse, so I just accept it that way. In my defense I drew that scene from other device, "stealing time", I remember the song in my head, but turns out the real song tempo is faster oh well.. it's okay. Also I want to make the "shadow" when he starts dancing, I don't have enough time, but to think again.. yea it's not necessary. That would be distracting.

"Cannibalism" I guess it's like "eating himself" (??). I made his element "destroy" him. I don't know if that make sense, anyway I made it to be cool. In [Will Stetson Eng Cover] he interpreted it like The g-girl acts like nothing wrong though there's *something*. My thought is something like He's eating, finishing part of himself spoon per spoon (slowly but consistent until the food is gone) to fit, to dance with his usual charm. So yeah, similar idea. Anyway, about the interpretation, it's fun to see other people's different takes on that. As I said, There's still some of them that I still don't get

And yes, Rogue design inspired by wandering ronin outfit so I draw him to wear hakama. (I didn't see his pants clearly. Of course I know he wear pants, just.. what pants?). And there's the straw coat, usually used as a cover from the rain & snow. I made it longer than the official design because.. it only covers his shoulder (??). But now I see [SPOILERS] He has mechs (and probably) shelter too so the straw coat doesn't really matter I guess (And I'm still not sure how his pants looks like) [/SPOILERS END]

Fake wo ai ni fake affections, I've talked about that stuff here

A MV of MY comfort character with MY comfort song is MADE by ME - though despite some stuff but yea.. I am so proud I am glad I’m the one who made it. Something comforting about the song is.. sometimes you can tell if he made a song because it's fun, sounds good, or actually mean it. How could he know what to say if he's not.. feeling it. It’s kinda.. relieving to know that you're not alone with this *gestures hands* if you know what I'm talking about, whatever the situation you're in. There's someone else too, we don't know each other,, though I want to let them know, it's actually relieving to know I'm not alone, together let's keep going ✋️ー_ー

Another unfinished wip 🙏🏻 HEADPHONE ON 🎧⚡

Song: Telecaster B-Boy - Surii [long vers.]

ENG Translation from here + mixed with my interpretation so I can get the meaning though I still don't get some of that (heheh)

YT link

Telecaster J-Jay

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SxF interview & panel discussion at TICA

I was reading articles about Kyōji Asano (animation director) and Tetsuya Nakatake (producer) attending the Taipei International Comic and Anime International, so I’ve decided to share some of the interesting things I’ve read here.

In the YouTube live video, 

11:10 Nakatake gestured how tiny Anya would be in real life. Asano then gave a quick demonstration on “how to pick up baby Anya and carry her on your shoulder”. I thought that was really cute. As if they all know Anya so well they are ready to babysit her at any second.

12:47 Asano drew a bunch of Anya’s faces. From 12:55 onwards he just started pointing at the faces he drew, and said he enjoyed drawing them very much.

15:54 Nakatake jokingly said they (I’m guessing he meant Nakatake himself, Asano and other staff members who also have children) could particularly relate to tired™ Twilight. They have children and understand how exhausting being a parent could be. 

There are also displays of pictures of character designs and frames sketches. You can see they are particularly proud of the original designs and scenes they’ve created for the show.

No recording is allowed during the panel discussion. I’ve read several articles (Source 1, 2, 3) and a post by an attendee, and what they’ve shared are more or less the same: 

1. They spent a month creating the second ED. They’d actually cooked all the food and presented them on a table so they could draw it. (Source three actually provides many interesting photographs of the food and the sketches hey’ve drawn while producing ED2.) It's such hard work, so much so for a 10-second scene the team had created 100-130 frames, and a member of the team even said he’s gonna quit, but they’d all persisted. Asano said their goal was to make the audience hungry while watching ED2, and was particularly happy to hear from the attendees that they have succeeded.

2. They had also drawn the food Yor made before pixelating it. And no, the team won’t show us what they originally look like. The team likes the scene where Yuri ate and threw up at the same time so much the animator put in extra effort to draw it. (Nakatake: Don’t you like sick characters like Yuri?)

3. The work atmosphere while creating AoT was more stern. On the other hand, it feels more lively when producing SxF. The work atmosphere is usually affected by the content they are creating. The animators have their own ideas they want to express as well, and it is a lucky coincidence when they get to animate a popular work they happen to be interested in, and the audience likes the product as well. They feel the bliss while creating the anime, and hope to create something the whole family can enjoy.

4. They create the OPs and EDs as something to add to the world-building. OPs and EDs also offer an opportunity for the team to show the audience their own interpretation of/ reflections on the story. They went on to explain how OPs and EDs are usually done. Most of the time they would have the song first. The musician would read the manga and write the song. The production team would then design the scenes that would match the song. The director confirms what scenes would be needed, and the animation team proceeds to create the OP/ED.

5. It is of utmost importance to make Anya cute. Asano suggested to draw her hair first, then the shape of her face. Draw her facial features last.

6. When asked of their favourite scenes, Nakatake said the interview scene where Loid punched the table was what inspired him to push the sxf animation project forward. Asano liked ep 5. He thought it made the story livelier. 

7. Nakatake likes Yor the best. He says he wants to meet her in real life, and claims he doesn’t mind eating her food. (He also likes the scene where Bond ate the cookies Yor made and fainted.) Asano wants a daughter like Becky. If he had to choose between Anya and Becky, he would still choose Becky.

PS I've also shared an identical article here. I did the translation myself. I didn't translate everything. For example, Asano also mentioned AoT as another example of how they do original scenes. Anyway, I hope you enjoy reading this.

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INTERVIEW WITH A WRITEBLR — @mjjune

Who You Are:

MJ June || She/they, any

Healthcare worker by day, writer by night, who writes all kinds of fantasy with a focus on diversity and exploring dark themes and trauma.

What You Write:

What genres do you write in? What age ranges do you write for?

Adventure, fantasy, paranormal. Adult.

What genre would you write in for the rest of your life, if you could? What about that genre appeals to you?

Fantasy, because I love exploring how real life themes interact with other worlds and times.

What genre/s will you not write unless you HAVE to? What about that genre turns you off?

Anything that's contemporary/real life based, or a plot that's purely romantic in nature.

Who is your target audience? Do you think anyone outside of that would get anything out of your works?

My books are Adult, but most of them I consider to be PG-13. My goal is to write stories that, if a teen/young adult were to pick it up, they could also read it, understand it, and get something out of it, even if they're not the audience I have in mind.

What kind of themes do you tend to focus on? What kinds of tropes? What about them appeals to you?

Gender and sexuality exploration, and how society defines and views gender and sexuality will probably be in all of my works. The concept of time, change, trauma, humanity, acceptance of the past and moving on. The exploration of dark things, and characters accepting and living on is a big draw for me, I guess because I write what I need, or what I wish I had when I was younger. In terms of tropes I love enemies to [anything], found family, female friendship, reluctant heroes, and anything diverse.

What themes or tropes can you not stand? What about them turn you off?

Most romance-only tropes are meh for me. I don't hate them, I just don't prefer romance in general. The most annoying trope to me is forced miscommunication for the sake of a plot device.

What are you currently working on? How long have you been working on it?

I just started outlining a new story this week!! So like.. 4 days? lol

Why do you write? What keeps you writing?

I have to. I have too many worlds and themes to explore and writing is how I explore my own feelings and perceptions of the world. Not sure how I could function without writing.

How long have you been writing? What do you think first drew you to it?

Since before I could write, actually. I would say them aloud and my mom would write them, and then I started writing them myself in kindergarten. I don't have memory of it myself, so I don't know what drew me in originally. I think it's just the way I communicate my ideas best.

Where do you get your inspiration from? Is that how you got your inspiration for your current project? If not, where did the inspiration come from?

Books, movies, music, and all forms of art. Lately, I've been doing fairytale retellings so fairytales have been my go-to inspiration.

What work of yours are you most proud of? Why?

I really only have 2 right now, and I'm very proud of both of them. My urban (paranormal) fantasy duology is how I explored my own identity, through various characters and arcs, and my red riding hood retelling is very much about exploring other elements of my identity that I haven't gotten to yet, as well as exploring the theme of hatred and revenge, which is something I've never tackled before, so it was fun and exciting and I'm proud of how it turned out.

Have you published anything? Do you want to?

No, but I want to. I have queried some and hope to start querying my red riding hood retelling after a few beta rounds.

What part of the publishing process most appeals to you? What part least appeals to you?

Um.. getting paid? lol And getting my work out to large masses of people. My least favorite part is querying and how long it takes to get anything done, and also royalties tend to be low in trad publishing.

What part of the writing process most appeals to you? What part is least appealing?

All of it! I don't think there's a part I dislike. Worldbuilding, outlining, drafting, editing, getting feedback… I really enjoy the whole process.

Do you have a writing process? Do you have an ideal setup? Do you write in pure chaos? Talk about your process a bit.

I outline, which is generally chaotic and what I call "word vomit" and then from there I elaborate, edit, remove, rearrange, etc. Then I draft it and get it out to alphas and then betas.

Your Thoughts on Writeblr:

How long have you been a writeblr? What inspired you to join the community?

Only a few months. I had tried a few other online communities but they all had elements that ended up pushing me away. I've been on tumblr for years under other aliases so I thought I would start fresh with a new blog for writing.

Shout out some of your favorite writeblrs. How did you find them and what made you want to follow them?

@jamieanovels, @isabellebissonrouthier, @flowerprose, @pinespittinink, @vacantgodling just to name a few!! I mostly find people through the writeblr tags and my dash.

What is your favorite part about writeblr?

How positive and accepting and supportive everyone is.

What do you think writeblr could improve on? How do you think we can go about doing so?

Hmm honestly it's the best community I've tried online. I do think it could be helpful to have some way to clearly identity who wants to publish (whether trad or indie or self) and who doesn't, and from there also setting up support for betas/feedback?? But really that would just be icing on the cake, and not sure how exactly that would work lol

How do you contribute to the writeblr community? Do you think you could be doing more?

I try my best to reblog, share and comment in the tags of the writers I follow, and actually just made a separate sideblog for it because I was doing it so much my main blog started feel too chaotic for me. I probably could do more, but it's hard to find the time with everything irl I have going on.

What kinds of posts do you most like to interact with?

Short snippets, tag and ask games.

What kind of posts do you most like to make?

Excerpts, moodboards, and playlists

Finally, anywhere else online we may be able to find you?

Themjjune on twitter but I'm mostly just lurking there lol

Questions For Fun:

What is the worst thing you have put a character through? Why?

Hmm well I have tortured quite a few characters in my day. like chained and human experimentation, starved to near death - the works. so, probably that?

If your writing was a smell, what would it be and why?

lmao my sense of smell sucks but I want to lean towards a mix of something natural, like plants or a forest, plus something artificial - to mirror how in all of my works i take nature and twist it, or how i use old tropes to reveal things about human nature that usually tropes (especially toxic cisheteronormative tropes) don't usually allow to be shown

Have you ever taken anything from your career and put it in your writing? If so, what was it and how did it turn out? If not, have you wanted to do so? What's stopping you?

as a healthcare worker, absolutely! a lot of my supernatural/vampire lore and use of blood loss, how often they have to drink, inclusion of blood plasma, etc. all come from my medical knowledge. i also have a background in linguistics and while it hasn't directly impacted my books, i do think my characters use and understand language similarly to me and will play with it.

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For April Fool's day I've decided that I'm going to be the fool and talk more about this piece because I'm super proud of it and I just want to. I'm a rambler so this'll all be under the cut, but if you don't care to read here's the concept I drew when I finally landed on an idea for this.

This game has spun a curse on me 'cause I haven't been able to stop thinking about it but not in the way that games like Smile For Me or Omori did where they gave me brain worms, I just... keep thinking about this game. And since I.V actually made the game quite enjoyable it actually gave me some inspiration to actually make something after almost a year.

Originally my first idea was to remake this Scott Pilgrim Vs. The World poster that you see hung up in everyone's bedrooms, with Vella instead of Scott.

It's hung up for a reason, this is an amazing poster. I had a vague idea of what the poster looked like so while I was sort of struggling to conceptualize the pose, I decided to look it up the poster to see how the title was coming out of the guitar only to find out that the pose I was thinking off was nothing like the poster. I knew I wouldn't be able to adapt the pose but even then I wasn't sure how the hell I was going to do the title the same way; I'm not a graphics designer or a typographer, I have no idea what I'm doing when it comes to that. The Scott Pilgrim idea was out, but I still wanted to make a move poster thing with Vella. I eventually what I came up with was her sitting, facing away from the camera, looking down at the guitar she's playing. Either overlayed on her or behind her would be the Golden Alpaca's wings in a spaypainted/stenciled look. In the space above her would be "Vella Wilde is..." and underneath the wings "A Chance Traveler". I really liked the idea but I didn't think it would work without a proper background. I guess solid colour or a gradient would work but I wasn't too confident in that. The background that I thought was like her playing in a bar or a small venue and above her is William and the young woman she saw him wrap his arms around. Then came ripping what I needed from the game and I'm not going to talk about it but all you need to know is that it was actual pain. It's always a mix of pain and familiar comfort when fixing a ripped model in Blender. The models in YIIK don't actually deform the clothes or hair, it's just done through model swaps. And since I'm lazy and didn't want to have to manually scale each corresponding bone the right thing, I instead spent an entire day learning how to use python inside of drivers and then applying that to automatically swap each jacket/skirt/hair/whatever. The script itself is very very very simple but it's way easier to type SimpleJacket(values) like 30 times instead of the whole greater than less than thing. The correct thing to do would be to actually rig the things to properly deform (actually the correct thing would be to make your own freaking model when are you going to get off your butt and learn) but what I ended up with was really satisfying to play around with and use.

As I said at the top I decided to actually draw concept art for this (something I should do more this helped so much) and doing it in Blender kinda sucked thanks to a grease pencil bug that got fixed after I uploaded this.

One of the first things I had in mind for this poster was one of the credits at the bottom to say "Alex Eggleston is a fucking asshole", and at some point I thought it would be cool to have the name be different for the places I upload, between Eggleston and Eagleston. To continue with it, not sure when but before I drew the concept, I also decided to have who Vella's looking at also be different between Tumblr, Twitter, and Bluesky; William and some Essentia, The King and Queen, and Alex and Essentia 2000. And originally the crowd, and specifically them, were going to be drawn. But after drawing the concept and actually trying for the King and Queen, I gave up on that idea. But because of that now I had a problem with the first idea: If I'm not drawing them, I'm going to have to make a model for William's Deviant Perspective appearance to make it clear it's not just Wilfrid. But that's a problem for later.

Once I actually got to work on the crowd, I decided to just put the King and Queen in the middle as Wilfrid and William have the same model in game and it still kinda gets my original point across. Not sure when but I abandoned the idea of having other people in there and settled with it only being the King and Queen. It was also right at the end where I had to scrap the wings as I just couldn't get them to look right at all with how Vella was posed, and I felt that her having her back flat to the camera so that the wings could look right would actually make it look really flat. I tried maybe including the eyes at least but it just muddied the composition so the entire idea had to be scrapped. Of all the changes I'm the most bummed about not getting to include the wings. Though speaking of looking flat, I originally wanted the crowd to have an "IGOR'S THEME" type look to it, like in the concept, but I'm glad I didn't 'cause it also would have looked flat and be kinda claustrophobic.

A last second change was the sort of spot light effect over Wingus and Dingus to highlight them in the crowd. Up until that point it was just a normal fade out bottom to top. Glad I added it, made it look so much better. Honestly one of the hardest parts of this was actually the titling. My plan was to honestly find a font that l liked and also didn't look like crap, put it on an arch and hope for the best. TBH I got lucky with how it turned out. I think it was at this point also decided to compensate not having the others in the crowd with changing the title. On here and Bluesky it's A Chance Traveler (Bluesky got Eagleston while here got Eggleston), and on Twitter it was changed to "Vella Wilde hears... A Distant Voice", referencing the song having two names. In total there's 4 different versions; two Chance Travelers with Eggleston and Eagleston respectfully, and two Distant Voices with Eggleston and Eagleston respectfully as well. Distant Voice Eggleston didn't get uploaded.

Yeah that's kinda it. There were other things like obsessing over the ropesnek thing from the Kisage X movie sleeves, suddenly running out of shadow maps in Blender out of nowhere, triple checking to make sure I didn't misspell Allinson. But overall I'm really proud of what I ended up making, even if it's nothing like what I originally thought of or eventually planned on making. But in the end I actually think that this piece is the one I'm most proud of. yeah thanks for reading (no one read this) april fools I feel like a self absorbed jackass for writing all of this

Coming soon to a reality near you

Twitter link Bluesky link

[wileyswillowaly]

(Dylan x Original Character)

Part Two.

Kayla’s POV.

6 months ago, I was in an agonizing pain due to my labor. But 6 months ago was also one of the happiest days of my life. Our little baby O’Brien is finally here. The moment the doctor announced that it was a boy as we heard weeping noises in the room, I couldn’t help but smile as I was staring at Dylan the whole time who was also ecstatic.

He has his own little buddy now.

The moment Dylan took hold of Stiles, it was as if what had happened five years before was happening again. He had this expression on his face when he first held Abby, and it was the same one he had on Stiles. He even shed a tear while he was carrying our boy. He really is a father and our children are very lucky to have him.

I’m currently nursing Stiles because he woke up early and was hungry. Dylan, on the other hand, is sound asleep on the other side of the bed, looking more weary than ever. He works on set in the mornings and comes home at night to take care of his responsibilities as a father and to help me.

I drew my shirt down as I placed Stiles on the bed after he was finally satiated.

“Go wake Daddy up,” I smiled as I let him crawl at Dylan.

He put his hands on Dylan’s body and his mouth on Dylan’s cheek, as if wanting to devour him. He always wakes him up like this. After a few seconds, Dylan shifting a little and wrapped his arms around Stiles.

“Hey, buddy. Morning.” He mumbled, kissing his little boy’s chubby cheek.

Stiles didn’t say anything but giggled in response. Dylan then simply laid him on his chest and kissed the top of his head. He turned his glance to me, and a loving smile appeared on his face.

“Hey, babe.”

“Hi. You tired?” I asked.

“A little.”

He asked for a kiss by bringing his lips together in a way that made me roll my eyes yet couldn’t help but smile. He can be such a baby sometimes.

I moved closer and kissed his lips briefly.

“Now I feel better,” he replied.

“Well, you better, ‘cause you need to be on set now.” I said.

“No, they changed the time schedule before sundown for a better lighting.”

I guess that’s a good thing then. He can spend a little longer here in the house.

“That’s awesome, ‘cause Abby was actually looking for you before she fell asleep.” I said, running my fingers through his hair.

“Why? Did she need something?”

“I don’t know. Maybe she wants to ask you something ‘cause she wouldn’t tell me.”

“Okay, well, I’ll talk to her when she wakes up,” Dylan said.

He then proceeds on playing with Stiles, kissing and tickling him playfully everywhere. My boys.

Dylan’s POV.

After I showered, I left Stiles with Kayla so that I could go see Abby in her room. After walking up to the front of her door and knocking, her pink-colored room greeted me. She is completely obsessed pink.

I then noticed her sitting on the floor, evidently preoccupied with something she was coloring on a piece of paper.

“Daddy!” she squealed and hugged me the moment I sit beside her.

“Hey, sweetheart.” I replied, kissing the side of her head. “What are you working on here?” I asked, looking at the paper.

“Our teacher asked us to draw my family.”

Now that I’m looking at the paper, I notice that it contains four stick people.

“That’s you, Daddy.” She said, pointing at the blue colored guy. “That’s Mommy with baby Stiles,” she continued. “And that’s Abby. Me!” she added, pointing at the pink colored dress girl.

“Wow, you’re so good. That’s awesome.” I grinned. “Aw, I’m so proud of my Abby.” I said, giving her a kiss on the forehead.

I can’t believe that the tiny girl, whom I used to rock to sleep with my arms around her, was now sitting up and painting on a sheet of paper by herself. Time really does fly by at breakneck speed.

“So, Mommy told me you were gonna ask me something last night. What was it?” I asked her.

“Oh, yes, Daddy-”

Her words were cut short before she could even finish them due to the ringtone on my phone, which indicated that someone was calling.

“Oof, wait. Give Daddy a second, okay?” I said and she merely nod.

I jumped to my feet and answered the phone call from the director of my new upcoming film, who informed me that there had been a change in schedule and that I should go to the location immediately. We need to re-shoot one of my scenes from yesterday morning because the video was glitching and we couldn’t fix it.

“All right, I’ll be there in a minute.”

I hung up the phone and shove it back to my pocket.

“I’m sorry, Abby, but Daddy needs to go now. There was a problem on my clip.” I explained. “We’ll talk later, okay?”

“Okay, Daddy,” she replied, starting to color on her paper again.

Before I left, I kissed her on the top of her head and said my goodbyes.

I changed my clothes right away, putting a watch on my wrist before going downstairs, where I see Stiles on Kayla’s arm as she is putting plates on the table.

“Where are you going?” Kayla asked the moment she see me, adjusting Stiles properly in her arms.

“Graham Moore just called, saying there has been an issue about my clip yesterday and that I should be there now,” I replied. “I’m sorry, babe.”

“Oh. It’s okay.” Kayla respond. “Well, do you mind having breakfast first?”

“Can’t. I have to be there right now.”

Swear, if I could just sit here and eat these homemade chicken, which is my favorite, I would. Schedule just isn’t my bestfriend at the moment.

“Shoot, I really have to go now.” I said, looking at my watch.

“Bye, Stiles. Daddy needs to go for now.” I said to my son which made him frown. He’s only 6 months old, yet he already has a sense of when someone is about to leave. Especially when it’s me.

“It’s all right, buddy,” I told him. “Daddy will return real soon. So, you be good for Mommy while I’m away, ok? And when I get back, we will have lots of fun together with your sister.” As if he understands it, he smiled. “That’s my boy. Give Daddy a kiss?” given that the 6 month old can’t communicate yet, I was the one who leaned in to kiss his lips, making a kissing noise at him when our lips came together, which elicited a chuckling reaction from the young infant. Kayla smiling at us.

I pulled away and look at my wife.

“Bye, babe.” I smiled before kissing Kayla’s forehead. “Love you.”

“Love you, too. Take care, okay?”

“I will,” I smiled, giving her cheek a kiss one last time before leaving.

Kayla’s POV.

Stiles finally fell asleep in my arms after a few minutes of rocking him. I carefully placed him in his crib in our bedroom before stretching myself out, because God knows how exhausted I am at this point in the day. To be completely honest, I wasn’t like this with Abby when she was a baby. Okay, certainly, I did become exhausted, but not like this. Stiles is a crier who requires constant attention and will not stop crying or sleep until I am holding him or rocking him. But even so, I love him. So much.

Following that, I walked over to the desk where my phone was and took a seat there. I opened my Twitter account and went to my notifications to see if there were any new comments since I posted something yesterday. I smiled when the Teen Wolf cast reunited on the comment section.

Not sure if it’s a joke, but if there would be a Teen Wolf movie reunion, I don’t see why not. Teen Wolf had the best cast ever, aside from the The Maze Runner. And this opinion is totally unbiased just because I’m  married to the main character of the movie, but then again, yes, I am being biased.

I turned my head to the door when I heard someone knock. It was Abby.

“Hey, sweetness. You need something?” I asked, keeping my voice down to not wake Stiles up.

“Mommy, can I ask you something?”

“Yeah, of course. Spill. What is it?” I asked as I closed my phone to focus on my child.

It took her a moment to reply. Is she scared to ask her question?

“Does Daddy love me?” Abby asked.

“Wha- of course, he does. He loves you so much. Why would you ask that?” I questioned as I run my fingers through her hair.

That was so sudden.

“When I’m at school, I see my friends getting picked up by their mommy and daddy, but my daddy has never picked me up from school. Not even once since I started kindergarten.” She said sadly. “My friend, Wendy, said that her daddy loves her that’s why he’s always picking her up in school. He’s always there for Wendy. But my daddy isn’t always with me. So, I think Daddy doesn’t love me because he’s not always here like before.”

“I wish I was Wendy, so that I wouldn’t miss Daddy all the time.”

The trace of sadness in her blue eyes that she inherited from me can still be seen as she spoke those words. I never expected her to feel this way. I didn’t ask her if she would be okay with her father returning to acting. She may be happy, but she misses Dylan, her best friend. Since then, she’s been Daddy’s little girl. Her best friend is gone, therefore it’s understandable that she’d be sad. But I don’t want her thinking Dylan doesn’t love her.

“Come here,” I said as I lift her up to sit on my lap.

“No matter where you go, you always need to remember that Daddy loves you, okay? I know that he’s not always here, but he’s always asking me about you, Abby. Every time he get into work, he asks me if what were you doing, and when he gets home from work, he asks me if how was your school or did you have fun. Daddy cares about you ever since you were still in Mommy’s tummy.” I said. “I remember when you were still in my tummy, your daddy used to sing you songs about how much he couldn’t wait to hold you in his arms. In fact, when you arrived, when he finally got to meet his baby girl, he sobbed in delight because you were so perfect and beautiful. He was in love.”

“Daddy isn’t always around because he has to work for us. He works to buy you everything you ever wanted. But mostly, he works because he loves his job. You always tell me how much you wanted to be a doctor when you grow up, that’s exactly how much your dad loves his job. But, your feelings are valid, Abby. Just don’t forget how much your daddy loves you and Stiles.”

She merely hugged me in response which I returned and kissed the top of her head.

Dylan’s POV.

It’s already 7 p.m., and I’ve only just returned home from work. I was completely exhausted, but it was fun. I enjoy keeping myself occupied. Yet, there are moments when I long to be at home with Kayla and my children, doing nothing but spending my mornings and nights with them. And I’m sure they do as well.

I stepped out of the car and started walking towards the front door, but I was stopped in my tracks when I noticed Kayla at the glass window, dressed in her lace retro nightgown and slowly dancing with Stiles in her arms. Because of the way her lips move and the way she smiles, it’s evident that she was singing. The scenery was so breathtakingly beautiful that I could sit here and just stare at it for hours on end. Kayla really is a wife and a mother material, and I’m so lucky to have her.

I started strolling back to our front porch so that I could finally say hello to them. I went into the living room, where Kayla was actually singing, and I was blown away. She was singing “La Vie En Rose,” which she uses as a lullaby for our children.

“And when you speak, angels sing from above

Everyday words seem to turn into love songs”

She sing so well and so beautiful. It was as if she was a siren in her past; she knows how to lure someone using her voice.

“Give your heart and soul to me

And life will always be la vie en rose”

She started humming and judging by how quiet Stiles is, he’s already asleep.

I smiled to myself as I came towards her from behind, my arms wrapped around her waist as I approached her. She just leaned her head against my chest, as if she already knew who I was without even looking.

“I love coming home to the sound of you singing.” I murmured, while kissing her on the neck as I gazed at my son, who was sleeping peacefully in her mother’s arms. “Where’s Abby?”

“Upstairs, asleep,” she murmured, looking at me.

As I gaze at her lips, she gives me a smile. I leaned in to kiss her and she kissed me right back.

Eventually, I change into new clothes, and Kayla takes Stiles to his crib while I head to Abby’s room to kiss her goodnight. I walked outside our bedroom and knocked on our daughter’s door, which is just a few feet away. When I didn’t get a response, I simply unlocked the door and found Abby already in her bed asleep.

I went to her bed to tuck her a blanket since it’s getting cold, when I see crayons, pencils, and papers on her bed. She most likely fell asleep while doing whatever it was she was doing at the time. I went over to her desk and placed her things there.

While putting the papers down, I came across a few letters she’d written. I decided to read them while sitting in her chair.

It was an activity that had been assigned to them by their teacher.

• Draw your family in a piece of paper.

• After you draw, answer these questions:

1. Describe your mother. Does she have an occupation? If so, what is it?

2. Describe your father. Does he have an occupation? If so, what is it?

3. If you have a sibling or siblings, describe them.

I looked at her drawing again, and it brought a grin to my face because of her inventiveness and creativity. I then began looking at her response to the number one question she had for her mother. Of course, just like any other kindergarten students, her handwriting is still improving; her letters are large, but it’s still understable.

“1. My mommy is the best mommy in the whole wide world! She always wakes me up with a smile on her face as she carries me to the kitchen for me to eat. Mommy always cooks nuggets because it’s my favorite. Mommy doesn’t have a job but she’s always taking care of me and Stiles and she’s always doing a good job. I love her so much : )”

My heart swell. She’s like the sweetest thing ever. I love how much she loves her mother.

The next paper was for question number three, about her sibling.

“3. I have a younger brother, his name is Stiles Rhodes and he’s only a baby with super cute cheeks. I love him but sometimes I hate it when I carry him and he pees or pukes at me. But I understand because he’s still a baby and I’m already a big girl. I hope Stiles grow up fast so that I can play with him at the backyard with my toys. Oh! He can also be my guest on my tea parties!”

Poor thing. Must’ve got tired playing tea parties with Mr. Bear.

The next piece of paper was for question number two, which was about her father, who happens to be me.

“2. Daddy is amazing! Everyone recognizes him because he appears on television, and Mommy, Stiles, and I are devoted viewers. Daddy and I used to have tea parties in my room and Mr. Bear, but that has ceased now that he is rarely home. He has a job, which is acting, but I’m not sure what it is because I didn’t get an answer from him about his occupation. If I ask him, he always says that he has to go for work and that he will talk to me as soon as he comes home, but that never happens. He’s always busy. I miss Daddy a lot. I wish he can be here the moment I open my eyes and the moment I close them. I love Daddy so much, but I don’t know if he loves me too.”

As I read her letter, my heart sank and a tear rolled down my cheek. I gaze at her as she sleeps, her sweet face still snoozing. How could I do this to her? She’s not supposed to feel this way. I think I just fucked up being a father.

I rose to my feet and gently stroked her hair.

“I’m sorry, Abby. Daddy’s sorry.” I whispered, leaning in to kiss her forehead.

With my head down, I returned to our bedroom. Kayla was already in bed with the lights out when I opened the door.

“Hey, baby. I was just waiting for you.” She greeted, lovingly.

Instead of responding, I chose to sit on the other side of the bed.

“Dyl? Is something wrong?” Kayla asked, sitting up and turning on the lamp. “You know you can talk to me, right?”

I just rested my head on the headboard and sighed.

“I wasn’t supposed to leave. I was supposed to answer her questions,” I said.

“What are you talking about?”

“No, actually, scrap that. I’m supposed to stay here with her and tell her things that she wants to learn. I’m supposed to be by her side.”

“Dyl, what’s going on?”

I peered into her eyes, which were looking at me with concern.

“I went to Abby’s room and saw her activity sheet,” I answered. “She wanted to know what my work is all about, but I kept ignoring her. I didn’t realize that she needed my answer until I saw it. She misses me. And what broke me even more is that she doesn’t know that I love her because I don’t show it.”

Kayla’s Pov.

I couldn’t take my gaze away from Dylan’s, and I couldn’t help but notice the misery in his eyes.

“Do you know about this? Like, did she tell you about this?” Dylan asked.

I was debating whether or not to tell him that Abby had genuinely told me how much she missed him, but I was worried that it would make him feel even worse. But he needs to know.

“Actually, she did, this afternoon.” I replied. “She asked me if you love her, and of course I said yes because you do really love her. I let her understand some things, like, you need to work for us, and that you’re so passionate about acting, and she understood.”

“Oh God, I’m the worst father ever.”

He buried his face in his palms, clearly dissatisfied.

“Hey, don’t say that.” I said, pulling his palms out of his face and he looked at me. “You are not a worst father, quite the contrary actually.  You’re the best, okay? You work hard for them-”

“Yes, but I’m always not with them. I should’ve just stayed here with you. I knew that coming back to acting would mean to have a distance with my kids.”

“Dylan-”

“It was a bad idea.”

“Dyl, please, can you listen to me just for a second?”

He sighed and let me talk.

“Do you remember when you were cast in the role of Thomas in Maze Runner? We were resting in your bed when you received the notification that you had been chosen for the part. I thought you were just overreacting to the movie we were watching because your eyes were tearful, but then you let me see the message. You were in such good spirits that you practically screamed with a tinge of tears of ecstasy in your eyes. God, if only you could see how much your face lights up when it comes to acting,” I said. “That was also the same reaction I saw when you got the roles you have now. You were ecstatic.”

“Of course, I was overjoyed at the prospect of landing those roles. You’ve been there with me since the beginning of my Hollywood career. You were with me when I was still a nobody, which means I wouldn’t have done those things if it hadn’t been for you. I get that acting is my passion, but if it means that my children will be distanced from me, I’d prefer stay at home with them instead. It’s you, Abby, and Stiles who are the most important in my life. They are still little, and I don’t want them to grow up thinking that their father doesn’t love them because he’s always at his work.” Dylan replied.

“Dyl, since the day she was born, Abby has been attached to you. When you took her in your arms, she suddenly stopped crying. When she opened her eyes for the first time, you were the first person she saw. She’s used to having you around because she’s a Daddy’s girl; maybe she just misses you. Make it up to her and let her know how much you love her,” I said. “Going back to acting industry was never a bad idea, babe. We get to see you on TV, that’s why. You never know how enthralled Abby is when she sees you on TV. She said she’s proud of you. She loves seeing her dad on screen because he’s so amazing and he has a lot of people that loves him.”

He didn’t say anything and simply sat there gazing down, his thoughts still swirling around in his head about what he was going to do. I sighed and smiled as I cupped my hands to his cheeks to make him look at me.

“I love you, and I am so proud of you.” I admit, causing a smile on his face. “You are the best husband and father, Dylan. You are nothing but a blessing to me, and our children. Please, don’t ever doubt that.”

“You think so?” he asked.

“No,” I paused. “I know so.”

I only managed to get a faint smile from him. I then brought him close to my chest while I leaned my back against the headboard to relax my back. He didn’t say anything, only snaking his arms around my waist.

“Just spend some time with Abby. Just the two of you. Show her how much you love her to the point that she would never doubt it,” I said as I was playing with his hair. I then kissed the top of his head. “I love you, baby.”

Suddenly, he sat up and kissed me on the lips.

“I love you more,” he said. “You always know what to say, babe. I’m so lucky to have you.”

Even though I’m not a fan of these kinds of mushy phrases, I couldn’t help but smile because I could tell that he meant what he said.

We were interrupted by a desperate wail from the crib before I could even pull the cover over our heads to tuck ourselves in for the night.

“I’ll get him,” Dylan said, walking around the bed to the crib to get Stiles. He get the baby out of the crib and started rocking him in his arms. “Well, good evening, Stiles.” He smiled, his free hand playing with his son’s fingers.

Not even a split of second, Stiles already stopped crying. I think he just needed to be held by his dad. Dylan then sat beside me with Stiles still in his arms as I snuggled up with Dylan.

Stiles yawned and curled up on his father’s chest, his brown eyes briefly glanced at me. Stiles gave a slight smile on his face. I smiled back and extended my hand to him. His tiny one gripped it and closed his eyes

I watched Dylan kiss his forehead, humming my lullaby to the kids which is “La Vie En Rose”, I had taught him weeks prior to sooth the boy when he needed to. His focus was purely on him, even though I was snuggled into his side. The hard whiskey eyes I used to had melted at the simple sight of the sleeping baby, a genuine smile on my husband’s face. Dylan’s fingers ran through Stiles’ short brunette hair again – the same shade as ours – while kissing his head.

“Daddy loves you, buddy,” he whispered to him. “Daddy will always be here for you, Stiles. Daddy loves you so much, always remember that,” he smiled. “I love you, your sister, and your mama.”

I couldn’t stop my smile from growing. Watching Dylan interact with our son was the highlight of any day because I could see how much he loved and cared about our children. Stiles and Abby was truly was his sole purpose for every action he made. It made me admire my man more and more.

—

The rising sun spread a rosy color across the morning sky through the window, causing me to scrunch up my face. I have no words to express how much I hate mornings. I yawned and slid my hand to the other side of the bed, hoping to find my husband’s body so I could cuddle up to him and smell his strangely seductive perfume, but there was no one. When I first opened my eyes, I noticed an empty bed. He’s probably gone off to work.

When I sat up, I realized that I was completely naked. Of course. Dylan has this thing about getting a touch too horny when the clock strikes three o’clock in the morning. Sometimes he just jerks off on his own, and other times he wakes me up with his sweet kisses on my neck or shoulders, and then we’d start spooning together right once. We were definitely the most hormonal teenagers back then, and we still are, since we have sex approximately three times a day, virtually every day. We can’t help ourselves, so...

I mean, I have a very hot husband, why not ride it?

I leaned over the crib and didn’t see Stiles, which made my pulse race and cause me to overthink things. I put on my silk robe and headed downstairs right away. I breathed a sigh of relief when I finally see Stiles in his blue high chair, and Dylan cooking in his apron in the kitchen.

Wait what? Dylan’s here?

I stayed where I was, staring at them both from where I was standing. Dylan took a break from the stove to continue feeding Stiles with his favorite sweet potato puree.

“You like that, buddy?” Dylan asked Stiles, wiping some of the mush from his son’s mouth with his baby bib. Stiles only smiled and cooed in response. “I’ll take that as a yes then.” Dylan laughed. “Daddy will bathe you after this, okay? ‘cause your mom wouldn’t be happy seeing the mess I made in the kitchen. Mommy can be such a Monica sometimes.”

I just rolled my eyes. But it’s true.

Dylan’s POV.

I went back to cooking Abby’s favorite breakfast, Stewed Peppers and Tomatoes with Eggs. This was my first time cooking it, I just hope I got the recipe right because I based it solely on a YouTube video I watched.

Given that I was almost finished cooking, I reached for a plate on the dish rack with my hand. As soon as I felt the warmth of two arms wrapped around my waist, I turned my head to see my wife looking at me with a smile on her face.

“Hey, you’re up. Morning, babe,” I smiled, kissing the side of her head.

“Morning,” she greeted. “Aren’t you supposed to be on set right now?”

“Yes, but I asked a month off to which they agreed on. I want to spend more time with you and the kids, so they let me.” I replied.

Actually, no, they did not agree on that. I mean, what type of an actor begs for a month off the set and expects the director to comply to his request? Of course, when I requested and explained my reasoning, they refused to accept, but I persuaded them otherwise. I just stated that I would not appear in the movie if they won’t let me take a month off, which was ridiculous considering that production had already begun, but they surprisingly agreed.  I guess they can never find another O’Brien.

“Huh. That’s weird.”

“I know,” I replied. “Their movie would probably fail if it isn’t because of me,” I joked.

“God, O’Brien, since when did you become so cocky?”

“Since the day you told me you have never seen a cock this big,” I teased.

Kayla then smacked my back playfully. “A little reminder, our kid’s here. You wouldn’t want to permanently traumatized his brain for thinking his mother is a slut, would you?”

“You are a slut. Only for me though.”

“You sure about that?” Kayla teased back.

“Oh, you are so getting this in the red room later.”

“And I am so looking forward for that.” Kayla whispered in my ear, giving my butt a spank. Yep, she has a weird obsession to my tushie.

Kayla then went over to Stiles and kissed him good morning before continuing to feed him. I told her that I had made her favorite Mac and Cheese for breakfast earlier, and she just waited for me to finish this breakfast I was making for Abby so we could eat together.

After I had done cooking the Stewed Peppers and Tomatoes with Eggs, I placed it on a platter to serve it. It was exactly at that point that a blonde beauty emerged on the table as she yawned, dressed in her pink knit nightgown with white ribbon insertion, which Kayla had made for her and which she seemed to really love, judging by how often she wore it.

“Hey, princess, you’re just in time.” I said the minute I see my daughter.

“Daddy?” the little girl muttered. “Why are you here?”

Even though she didn’t mean it to be hurtful, hearing those comments as a father hurt a little.

“Well, I decided to cook you breakfast, baby girl. Your favorite.” I smiled, showing her the food. “And if you’d let me, do you wanna, maybe, take you to school?”

“Really?”

“If it’s okay to you... I don’t wanna pressure or force you-”

Before I could even finish, she already shush me by hugging my legs. “Of course, Daddy. I would love that!”

Then, with a grin on my face, I put my arms around her waist and carried her.

“You would love that, wouldn’t you?" I said with a smile and she nodded. “Okay, but you need to eat first. I cooked it for you, Abby.”

“Yes, Daddy. Thank you!”

I let her take a seat next to me as I assist her in putting rice and her meal on her breakfast plate. I couldn’t help but feel anxious as she reached for her spoon and fork to begin eating, worrying that she might not like it.

She dipped a mouthful of the dish into her lips and swallowed.

“Is it... good?” I asked and she looked at me with no reaction at all.

Oh, this is probably bad.

“No...” she trailed off.

“Because it’s AMAZING, Daddy!” she continued, making me sigh in relief. “Thank you for this, Daddy. I love it!”

She leaned over my cheeks to give it a kiss. She’s such a sweetie.

“You’re welcome, baby,” I smiled and kissed the side of her head.

When I turned around, Kayla was smiling, putting her hand over mine on the table, where her diamond ring was in her ring finger. I smiled back at her. With my gaze fixed on her, I lift her hand, where the ring had been, and kiss it.

After we eat, I already put the dishes in the sink before I bathe Stiles since I promised that I will bathe him while Kayla was preparing all the things Abby needs for school. I then went back to our bedroom to dress Stiles up since he’s coming with us.

“You so look good on this, buddy.” I said while staring at him, who was perched on the side of the bed, wearing his Mets onesie, which I bought for him. Onesie with the words Mets and a baseball printed on the front and the name O’Brien on the back, as well as the year he was born, are displayed. “You ready? We’re going to see your sister’s school. It’d be fun!”

The baby just giggle softly, and I couldn’t stop myself from smothering him in kisses because he’s just so adorable, and I couldn’t get enough of him. I kissed and tickled his tummy a few times, causing him to collapse on the bed, laughing his heart out.

“Okay, that’s enough of giggles.” I chuckled as I lift him up to my arms.

“Babe, have you seen my blue cardigan-” Kayla paused when she noticed what Stiles was wearing. “Really, Dyl?”

“What? He’s a Mets baby. And besides, he loves it,” I replied. “Right, buddy?”

The baby just smiled and Kayla just rolled her eyes playfully.

After much preparation, I was eventually able to go out of the house with Stiles. I slid him into his car seat after opening the backseat door, but I can’t seem to get his car seat harness to stay in the right position. Then, Kayla and Abby were able to get out of the door at the perfect time.

“Babe, can you...” I trailed off, pointing at Stiles’ car seat.

She rolled her eyes with a smile and buckle him safely as Abby went on the other side of the rear seat.

“What would you do without me, O’Brien?” she joked.

“Probably suffer and not be acting anymore,” I whispered, referring slightly to my accident on The Death Cure and I know she got that. Kayla was the only main reason that I got off my couch and did American Assassin. She was there with me for everything. Kayla and my kids were my rocks for all of this.

“No,” Kayla said, tapping my nose. I just shook my head, a small laugh falling off her lips. “We don’t think like that. You’re better now, Dylan. You are so much stronger than you were back then. And you would have continued acting even if I wasn’t there for you. You’re not one to give up, you know that.”

“I know,” I mumbled, running my hand through her hair. “It was just better than I had you by my side through it all. I could never thank you enough. You know that.”

Kayla’s arms swung around my neck, kissing me softly. “No more sad talk. This is a happy day. We’re going to Abby’s school, baby. And we can bond with you later when Abby gets home.”

I nod, and we rushed back to the car to avoid escalating Abby’s ire about being kept waiting. You know how girls are. It’s a scorching day in Van Nuys, so I’ve put on my shades.

“Daddy,” I heard Abby call before I start the engine. I turned around and gave her a smile. “Thank you.”

“For what, sweetheart?”

“For the breakfast earlier and for taking me to school. I’ve always wanted you to take me and pick me up from school. And this is so nice. It makes me happy.” The little girl grinned.

“Well, starting from now, I will be the one driving you to school and back to our home if it makes my baby happy.”

“Really?”

Of course. Anything for my baby,” I smiled. “Come here,” I said and she leaned in. I kissed her forehead before she went back to her seat, playing with Stiles.

I started the engine while keeping an eye on the kids in the backseat by peering in the rearview mirror with my hand intertwined with Kayla’s

After a few minutes of driving, we eventually arrived at Abby’s school. I drove into the parking lot and parked the car. We stepped out of the car, and Kayla helped Stiles out of his seat with both hands. Within seconds of entering the campus, a couple of kids came up to me and smiled. They probably recognized me.

“Oh, my God! You’re Mr. O’Brien! Abby’s dad!" the strawberry blonde girl exclaimed.

“Yes, I am.” I smiled.

“Daddy, this is Wendy, my bestfriend.” Abby introduced her.

“Well, hello, Wendy.”

“My mom and dad always watch you on TV. They’re fan of Teen Wolf,” Wendy said. “Abby has told me a lot about you, too.”

It feels nice to know that there are still people who keeps supporting Teen Wolf, and the fact that Abby talks about me.

We then went to her class where we see her teacher.

“Good morning, Mr. and Mrs. O’Brien. And hello to you too, little one.” The teacher greeted, looking at me and Kayla and Stiles. “Hi, Abby.”

“Good morning, Ms. Anna,” Abby smiled.

“My husband wanted to drive and take a trip on Abby’s school. He never got the chance to see the school, so here we are.” Kayla blurted.

“That is no problem, Mrs. O’Brien. You can visit anytime as you wish.”

When the bell rang, the students dashed to their respective rooms. It’s the first reminder that kids need to be in class right now and wait for their teachers before the second bell. But before Abby could enter, I grabbed her hand to talk to her for a moment.

“Abby, listen to Daddy, okay?” I said, kneeling in front of her to match our heights, the girl simply nod. “I know I’m not always home like I usually do. I know it’s been a while since we’ve played tea parties in your room with Mr. Bear. I know it has been months since I took you out to play in the park. And I know I’ve already missed a lot. But Abby, I just want you to know that no matter where Daddy is, I will always love you.” I smiled, running my fingers through her hair.

“I’m sorry that I’ve been busy a lot to the point that I’m starting to ignore you. I shouldn’t have made you feel like that. You’re more important than my work, Abby. I’m sorry that every time you close your eyes and that every time you open them, I’m not there. I’m sorry that you keep missing me when I’m supposed to be around. Don’t ever think that I don’t love you, because I do, so much. You’re the best daughter that I’ve ever had, Abby. You will forever be my princess. Do you think you can forgive Daddy and let him make it up to you?”

Abby only smiled as she reached for my right cheek with her thumb, wiping away a tear that I hadn’t even noticed had fallen on my eye.

“Don’t cry, Daddy. You didn’t do anything. It’s okay,” Abby said. “But Mr. Bear has been lonely in his seat without you serving his favorite cup of tea, though.” Abby added that made me laugh a little.

“Is that so? Then, I better attend today’s tea party.”

“Really, Daddy?” the little girl asked, enthusiasm etched on her face.

“Definitely,” I smiled. “But do you think Mr. Bear would forgive me if I only make him 3 tea’s and a dozen of chocolate chip cookies?”

“That’s too many!” Abby laughed. “But yes, I think he would. If he wouldn’t, I’d just force him to. Don’t worry, Daddy.”

We laughed for a moment. God, I miss this. I wish to be like this forever.

“Do great in your class, okay? I’ll pick you up with Mommy and Stiles once you’re done so we could hangout at the beach for a moment, get some pizza, and then, we’ll go home to play tea parties. That good to you?”

“Yes, Daddy. I’ll show you the stars I get from teacher Anna once you pick me up.”

“That’s my girl,” I said before I gave her a hug. “I love you, Abby. Don’t ever forget that.”

“I won’t. I love you too, Daddy.”

We finally let go once we heard the second ring from the bell so that they could start the class now.

“Abby, are you done with your activity yet?” her teacher asked her softly.

“Yes, I already-” she paused. “Oh, actually, no. I still haven’t finish the paper for Daddy. I wrote some things there that I shouldn’t have wrote, I still need to change it.”

“It’s okay, you still have ‘til tomorrow to pass your activity. For now, let’s get to class, we have an amazing lesson today that you would love.” The teacher said before bidding her goodbye to me.

I stepped back and saw Kayla walking towards me with a whimpering Stiles.

“Hey, where have you guys been?”

Before Kayla could even reply, Stiles already cut her off by reaching his arms to me. “Dada!”

“I had to walk him away ‘cause he started whimpering for you, but I didn’t want to bother your conversation with Abby.” Kayla said, giving me Stiles.

“Aw, you missed your dada?” I asked Stiles and he just respond by snuggling himself to me. I smiled and kissed the top of his head.

We walked back to the car as I drive us back home since there’s still 4 hours left before Abby’s class ends. Once we got home, Stiles fell asleep, so Kayla put him on the crib in the living room.

With Stiles asleep and us nothing else to do, Kayla and I decided to watch Netflix and watch a random episode of FRIENDS while eating popcorn and fries we made. We sat on the sleeper sofa with a blanket wrapped around us, her head on my shoulder.

“I love this,” Kayla said, wrapping her arms around me, hugging me from the side. I smiled and put my arms around her too, kissing the top of her head.

“Well, I’m planning to let this last long ‘cause I love this too, especially if I get to be beside you.”

“Oh, please do, good sir.”

I put up my lips together, asking her to kiss me. She leaned up and gave me a peck, making me frown at her to the short kiss that had her giggling. She then grabbed my face, kissing me deeply now.

“You’re my lobster.” I said when I heard Phoebe on screen saying, “She’s your lobster.”

Kayla and I had always been a fan of FRIENDS, and ever since we’d gotten close on the Teen Wolf set, I’d bring her to my trailer just to re-watch the show. Meeting a woman who shares your mood and is a fan of FRIENDS or other 90s films is like hitting the jackpot. We’re such big fans that her ring has the words “My Forever Lobster” engraved on it.

“You’re my lobster, too, baby.” Kayla smiled and I kissed her again. Man, I sure would never get tired of kissing this lips.

Kayla then moved her legs to straddle me, deepening the kiss.

“If we won’t stop this right now, there’d definitely be a Stella O’Brien in no time,” I chuckled.

“Wasn’t that the point?”

“Wait... You wanna...? I-”

“Relax, I’m kidding!” Kayla laughed. “Stiles isn’t even 1 yet, give the baby his shine.” Kayla said, moving back to her original place on the sofa.

“So, you’re practically saying that if Stiles is already 1 or 2, we can have baby number 3? Our Stella (if it’d be a girl)?”

“That wasn’t what I meant,” Kayla said, standing up, probably to get more fries. “Chill your dick, O’Brien.”

Well, gee, how can I chill it now when she’s literally walking to the kitchen, swaying her hips purposely, and wearing nothing but her beloved Yankees jersey and her lace underwear? Despite the fact that I despise the Yankees to the core of my being, I could never deny how attractive her figure is. Because, man, she’s a hunk of hotness

Hours have passed, it’s already time to pick up Abby from school. Before we got in the car, Kayla and I took use of our free time to cook and prepare some food, as well as to gather our belongings in preparation for our picnic on the beach. Given that Abby enjoys the beach and the cool sea breeze in the afternoons, why not give the girl she wants?

I waited for Kayla and Stiles in the car since Kayla was still dressing him up. The backseat door then opened to put Stiles on his car seat. I rolled my eyes when I saw the change of clothes she did to Stiles. She changed it into a Yankees onesie.

“I hate what he’s wearing,” I said the moment Kayla got in the passenger seat.

“We’ve agreed to this, Dyldo. You get to dress him in his stupid Mets clothes that you bought for him in the mornings, while I get to dress him with my precious Yankees in the afternoon and evening.”

“Hey, do not ever call Mets stupid! That is so disrespectful.”

“Oh, yeah, like saying the Yankees sucks, isn’t?”

“Uh, yes? Because that’s a fact.” I teased.

“Oh, I’m sorry, weren’t you the one who said, “The Yankees are more better than the Mets” last night?”

“YES, BECAUSE YOU WERE SEDUCING ME! And besides, there’s some benefits.” I said, making her roll her eyes. “Look, are we gonna drive to pick Abby up or continue this nonsense but worthy fight?”

“’d stick with the second option, but I don’t want to keep my child waiting. You’re lucky.”

Third Person’s POV.

The moment they picked up their first child, Abby, they headed straight to the beach. A smile couldn’t be kept off the face of the young brunette girl, who was clearly overjoyed and her excitement could be seen in her eyes. Today, she even received five stars in class, which made her mother and father really pleased with her. She couldn’t be more happier.

They had already arrived at the beach after only a few minutes’ drive. Due to the fact that it is already sunset, there aren’t many people around. They made it to a specific location where they could put their belongings down, with Dylan laying their picnic blanket on the sand. A few people recognized them, but did not approach them or ask for a picture, presumably out of respect for the actor and his family’s privacy.

Abby then went into the water just to soak her feet and have fun.

“Abby, don’t get too far!” Dylan yelled from their picnic spot, Abby just nod in response.

Dylan and Kayla merely stayed at their spot, Kayla’s head resting on Dylan’s shoulder as she holds Stiles in her arms, who is sucking his pacifier and staring at his sister on the beach.

“Remember the first time I brought you here, at the exact same spot, when I asked you to be my girlfriend?”

“Yeah. How could I forget that? I was a hopeless romantic bitch who practically teared up the moment I saw candles and foods and stuff near the shore. And let’s not forget the Can I Be Your Boyfriend? written on the sand.” They laughed when they recalled the moment. “I actually loved the way you asked though, instead of the usual Will You Be My Girlfriend?.”

“Would you dump me if I asked you in that way instead?”

“No. How could I? I’ve been crushing over you since you wore that lacrosse jersey for a Teen Wolf episode. God, never have I ever thought someone like you would actually love me.” Kayla said.

Since Dylan asked her to be his girlfriend, this beach has become their favorite. The couple used to come to this spot whenever they had free time off set: Dylan as an actor and her as a make-up and hair stylist. Dylan also proposed to her in this spot, but much more romantic than before. They even chose to have their wedding ceremony on this particular beach, knowing full well how deeply ingrained it is in their psyches as a place of many happy memories.

“Why? You’re a very amazing, gorgeous, little smart girl. I mean, I could just go on and on, but I think the word “perfect” would already explain it. And I’m so very lucky to have you.” Dylan said. “For God’s freaking sake, babe, you’re my first love.”

“Oh, yeah? What about that Katie girl you were crushing on? You even made vlogs about her on your YouTube account.”

“Babe, that was just a stupid crush. I don’t even know why I was into her. I was obviously blind. And God, she is not my first love. Never was.” Dylan said, making Kayla roll her eyes with a smile. “I mean it, Kaylz. You’re my first love and my last love. I would probably go insane if I’m gonna lose you, which I don’t want to happen, God never.”

Kayla just snickered at him. “You’re not gonna lose me, Dylie. I love you way too much, even if you’re a fan of your stupid Mets.”

“Well, I love you too so much, even if you’re a fan of your stupid Yankees.”

They merely laughed in response. Abby then came back to sit with them, playing with his baby brother.

“Mommy, Daddy, was I like Stiles when I was little?” the little girl asked.

“Oh, yes, you were. The only difference is you cry a lot when you were a baby.” Kayla respond.

“That’s not true!” Abby chuckled.

“That is true, baby girl. I even have a video of it on my phone,” Dylan teased.

Dylan reached for his phone and browsed his videos, which were replete with Abby and Stiles. He scrolled way back until he reached the year 2018, the year when Abby was finally here, surviving her existence by sobbing uncontrollably.

“See?” Dylan said, letting his daughter look at her video crying as Kayla was rocking her in her arms.

“That’s not me! I don’t cry like that!” Abby argued.

“Yes, you do.” Kayla teased.

They continued arguing in a teasy way while Stiles just giggled at them. Just the four of them, having their own fun as a family.

In the end, it was only the two of them, lighted up against the dazzling sky, two specks of stardust from the same star that had miraculously found each other and had their two bundles of joy.

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oh i didn't hink i got tagged here thank you @kataangarang :D -End of the year review-

1. What fandoms did you create for? mainly atla, (some personal art inbetween)

2. How many works did you make this year? oh boy... lets see -opens document- uhm... i recounted a few times... so like... i drew and doodeled around 176 drawings this year? -recounts again- oh yep! totaly did... wow...

3. What are you most proud of? Fics (posted on ao3 or tumblr or wherever), edits, gifsets, moodboards, playlists, fanart, vids, meta? ha! this is gona bit into details. like smal things i just really like how they turned out?

1. i genuinley like how i draw sokka happy with suki and yue :D these images give me so much joy 2. THIS LITTLE GLIDER ON ZUKOS ROBE! thats the image! only this glider! 3. YES sokkas kuspuk pattern has boomerangs on it! its just my smal plesure!

4. not to flex but i love how the scales on la and tui came out :D you know with the smal iredecent shine? 5. its a turtleduck as shadow figure. DO I HAVE TO SAY MORE?! 6. when gyato shows off images of aang. there is also a image of younger roku with gyatso :D idk i thought its a fun easteregg 7. i thought i was really funny when i made the joke but nobody pointed it out... but yeha... ursa is asking for her granfathers strenght hahah i think its funny!

4. Any stats you wanna tell us about? i am surprised by how well the lily pad frogs post went here on tumblr? i don't think its the most original frog take but you guys liked it so much. thank you :D

5. What inspired you this year? Any specific works or creators? you? as in my followers, people i interact with. idk you guys leave a comment or a tag and my brain runs wild with it? thats the thing i like about fandoms. like we work togheter to enjoy media we collectivley like. obviouly fandoms have like their shadow parts but... i am lucky egnout to make myself a comfty corner here.

6. What’s a piece you didn’t expect to make? Why? considering my airnormads sketches i started in february are still not done... i would says everything i did this year was unexpected. but i guess. chit changs boob meme and zuko comb over hair headcanon. these were unexpected hahah

7. What are you excited to work on next year? finally finishing my wips hahah but also... i finishes my sketch book :D and i made smal post it notes on what i would like to finish or like draw out preaty! -exited exited-

Tag some people! i am sorry for letting it die out here. i never know who i can tag. and i don't want to leave people out;;; so who got this far! -points finger at you- do it!

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Here are some Gender bent Tintin designs! This was super fun to do since I love history and I love fashion so looking up the History of Fashion was just *chief’s kiss*  I also got to practice drawing from a reference without tracing and alot of these drawings came out really good and simliar to my refs (maybe you recongize what reference photos i was using!). Im Gonna explain the choices under the keep reading

 For anyone curious Tintin’s designn was based off roaring 20s fashion since tintin in the land of the soviets was published in 1929 and the most dated aspect of tintin’s orginal design is the plus fours pants that came into popularity in the 20s. Luckily the fashions of the 20s woman were perfect for the type of tintin i wanted, Boyish, free spirited and feminist. Tintin does strive for a respectful but practical look, showing that they are simultaneously the most polite and unhinged people to exist and neither misogyny or concusions will stop them from saving the day. The masculine aspect of the boyishness of 20s fashion shows that Tintin’s open mindedness and strive for change while also exploring gender as a lesbian since I ship haddotin and being sapphic gives you a interesting relationship to gender when so much of feminity is centered around men and your life isn’t centered on men. And the youthful aspect of the 20s fashion shows a carefree spirit and connects to how the youthfulness of tintin made him such a beloved character and relatable character for children despite being an adult. the exceptions to the 1920s fashion were the tintin inspired by tintin’s new 70s look in tintin and the picaros on the top right and the tintin to the left of it inspired by this one drawing herge made of tintin where he was wearing 1680s clothing.

For fem Haddock I didn’t deviate much from their original design because I wanted her to have a Butch and more mature energy which the mainstream fashions of the 30s and 20s didn’t have. When designing her I was inspired by lesbian director Dorothy Arzner, photos from lesbian bar Le monocle and a drawing for a lesbian focused issue of an old french magazine (I espeically took infleunce from the picture when designing haddocks’ formal wear)

For the side character I think Chang is the one I’m most proud of, they came out so cute, giving off a humble gracefulness that is true to chang’s character. I was inspired by 1930s women’s fashion in china, after the loser clothes of the 20s the 30s went back to clothes that huged the curves and showed off femininity a bit more and this applies to the qipao in china, when fashion trends pass and are replaced with something new they often are replaced with something that is the opposite of the trend they are replacing. So Chang’s more feminine tight fitting clothes are almost opposite of tintin’s boyish loose clothes and I love the opposite attracts look it creates between them. But Chang’s adventous spirit is still shown in the modernity of their clothes, the striped textile made easily possible by modern texile manufacturing techniques and the knitted cardigan combinding western aspects to a tradtional chinese outfit. It shows that although Chang is a bit more sentitive than tintin they share the same open mindness and taste for new experiences while visually telling a story of China history when it comes to modernity that was visible in the fashions of the Chinese women of the time.

For Abdullah I was inspired by the fashion and modesty expectations of Saudi Arabia since Khemed is suppose to border the red sea so I guessed by that and a panel in Tintin in the land of black gold that features a woman that Khemed was possibly based on Saudi Arabia. Girls don’t tradtionally start wearing modesty clothing until puberty But since some people do hit puberty at nine years old (like i did (isn’t it interesting that abdullah is one of the only characters with a spefic age he is 9 years old) I drew Abdullah in a Niqab and Abaya, Alot of Abayas are plain black but I added some simple geometric shapes to it to add a sense of nobility (hey this kid can afford patterns and other colors) without being ostentatious about being nobility. Abdullah is a very expressive character but the niqab covers most of the face I tried to show in body langauge and eyes that abdullah is a kid that will ruin your day and laugh about it. I don’t get to draw muslim characters alot so this was great practice for future character designs!

Men’s fashion isn’t as diverse as women’s fashion especially back then because toxic masculinity is like “men can’t have fun” but I decided to subvert that for Bianca’s design. Bianca’s design is probably the 3rd design i’m most proud of because I wasn’t even planning on doing it because I thought it would be boring. But I decided to look at the classic fit fitting with lose pant legs tuxedo’s of the 1930s and spice it up with color of Bianca’s classic dress and jewerlly. Even as a man Bianca would be dramatic and want to stand out from the crowd so while many men were turning to more simple clothes and still wearing boring colors Bianca would try flaunt wealth and personailty where ever they went.

You know how Caclulus’ design is basically just scientist Auguste Piccard? While for this design I decided to make their design basically just Marie Curie but with caclulus’ classic color scheme and trying to keep the shape of caclulus’ original shape. Caclulus’ original outfit doesn’t quite fit into the fashion of the time with being just a tad too formal and too bright. And the marie curie inspired dress does give this caclulus a vibe of being an eccentric older person as he did before, and the hairstyle also gives calculus a vibe of not only being too busy to care if their hair is out of place, but also not caring if other people think their hair is out of place or if other people think they dress weirdly. Calculus is smart, eccentric, unhinged, and free from social anxiety and I hope I communicated that with this design.

Nestor was simply inspired by a tradtional maid outfit with the added yellow stripes as seen on nestor’s orignial design. And their the only character I added makeup on because the simple eye and mouth design of most of the male characters made putting makeup on them feel weird. But since Nestor has this eye design that is hooded I felt comfortable adding black eyeshadow to the ensamble. 

Thompson and Thomson were difficult because I couldn’t look at female cops of the time to be inspired by because there were none. But I decided since this is before cops had uniforms so they just had to buy simple cheap clothes to wear on the job (such as a black suit) I wanted to go with a simple black and white outfit inspired by 1930s fashion. I also had to not make them too fashionable because I wanted them to have a older vibe to them and make it so they look really simliar but there is something keeping them apart. I decided on wide long collar, a belt for a more form fitting outfit, long skirts, bell shaped sleeves, a classic slouch hat and short wavy hair for aspects of 1930s fashion to intergate into their outfits and I made the dresses soild color as many afternoon dresses at the time where, making them acturate to the times but luckly the fashion trends did give them the mature vibe I wanted since 1930s fashion seemed to go mature and feminine where the 1920s were young and boyish. I decided to make the dominate color white instead of black because something in my character design brain was like “if thats way too much black in this outfit” but im still debating if that was a good choice. The things to tell these two apart is that one has glasses, the other doesnt and one has a curl at the ear the curls inward and the other one has a curl that curls outward...though I’m not sure which one I made thompson and which one is thomson