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*artwork once again is not mine*
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I'll try that next time 😂
Gotta love Secondo’s relationship advice.
I have no excuse for this other than “cowboys are gender” and “Mountain is my favorite dress-up doll” so…yeehaw
Gotta love changing the lyrics-
Jesus He Knows Me (Rouen, le Zénith, 21/05/2023)
Aw come on leave his nose alone 😭
a young terzo and little copia fighting and terzo throws out “at least my nose wont poke someones eye out!” and copia spends the rest of the day crying
— Shimmy shimmy
♡
my hand needs a barbie dream vacation :,,) 💖✨
a little reflection:
this took me 7 hours but I’m actually really fucking proud of the Line quality/pose expressions!!! I have been struggling with simplicity when coloring stuff but working on commissions has really solidified that flat color/shading simplicity and working with several layers for all the gradients, which I think went a lot more smoothly than it usually does.
It took me 3 flat layers for skin, clothes, and hairs, one layer for accessories, and then 2 layers for the skin details like blush/mouth/mustache and hands, and then two layers for shadow and light!! So a total of about 10 layers including sketch and inks, which I usually use about 30+ layers HAHA so getting used to using between 10-15 layers on commissions and it translating into being a lot more simple yet looking SOOO much better when its simpler than when I do too much?? I think it gives it a lot more readability as a whole and I am very proud of it.
MY HAND DO BE NEEDING A BARBIE DREAM SPA RESORT VACATION PLEASE IM GONNA BE RESTING FOR THE REST OF TODAY (probably a lie) BUT AT LEAST IM GONNA TRY…
This is cute and I love it 😭
GIGGLING TWIRLING AND KICKING MY FEET. ANYTHING WITH TERZO PLS !!!
<333
I'm a sucker for fluffy family shit - Jez
Terzo as a dad headcanons
He's very insecure at first, scared he's gonna be like Nihil.
But he's super thrilled at the same time, he adores babies!
Totally there for the birth, doesn't care if his hand gets absolutely ruined and if he gets cursed for eight generations. He is there and that's it.
He absolutely fucking cries when he sees his baby!
Gushes about his child to everyone, no matter the occasion. (Think Maes Hughes from FMAB but even worse)
This man has pictures of his partner and kid(s) all over his walls.
He gets the names and birthdays of his children tattooed.
He's big on gentle parenting and communication - things he himself craved as a child.
He does have a small fantasy of Irish twins, but he'd never dare ask you for that, he knows having a baby is incredibly exhausting for your body.
He makes sure you're on bed rest for a long time before he lets you walk around.
Probably has Omega carry you around while he himself carries the baby right next to you.
He gets so lost in baby talk it becomes a part of his everyday speech.
He could be discussing something with his brothers and then calling some random object how he calls it with his baby.
His perfect afternoon is sitting on the couch, you snuggled into his side as the baby sits and babbles on his lap.
Satan save the ministry if his child's first word is "Papa" because this man will not live it down.
"Oh, I'm sorry, old man, do you have a precious little baby whose first word was Papa and who squeals in delight when they see you? No? Yeah, that's what I thought." - Terzo to Nihil after being told to do his job
Nihil is not allowed anywhere near the babies, by the way.
Terzo absolutely goes to Primo for parenting advice. Anything weird happening to the baby? He bolts for his oldest brother.
Terzo's brothers both get to play an active role in the children's lives.
If they were to find out Copia was their brother, he's absolutely getting involved, too.
And his little ones would be such little charmers!
If you pump or formula feed, you don't even see the bottle before he feeds the baby. He's just so quick with it, it's ridiculous.
Loves to give baths to the baby, especially when they're a bit older so he can splash the water with them.
He would have a bit of an issue with diapers at first, but he's a brave boy and he can take it. It just takes a few days at first. After that, he's 100% ready and willing to change diapers.
Omega teases him that his kids are gonna be taller than him. Secondo totally joins in on the teasing. (And you do, too)
Hello everyone! After some convincing, and help from friends I decided I should start sharing with you all a project I've been working on ^-^ Some things to know before getting into the story : - This will be a multi part story -Please read trigger warnings before reading -feel free to give me feedback and ideas ! Word Count : 1,605 TW: talks of ed 。゚☁︎。⋆。 ゚☾ ゚。⋆⋆。゚☁︎。⋆。 ゚☾ ゚。⋆⋆。゚☁︎。⋆。 ゚☾ ゚。⋆⋆。゚☁︎。⋆。 ゚☾ ゚。⋆⋆。゚☁︎。 pt 1. Can you keep a secret ? Life as a teenager shouldn't be that difficult, right? Just kids going to school, hanging out with their friends, or even attending parties with their peers. Kids these days have it easier than what their parents had to deal with, at least that's what almost every parent says in an argument when their kids are being brats; or if they are being disrespectful. The Rivers were what many people in the city of Phoenix considered a perfect family. Kyle River was the man of the house after marrying Melanie Johnson. He decided to follow in his Father's Footsteps by becoming a well-known lawyer for winning any case brought to him. He always gave off the appearance of being a family man just by the way he would act around kids. Always made children's smile, and laugh everywhere he went. This caught the eye of a waitress at a local Diner after witnessing Kyle help a single dad calm a saddened baby, but little did she know he's been having a small crush on her so during his last year of Law School he decided to spend most of his nights getting to know the waitress. Melanie Johnson was just a simple girl, but she can never afford to attend college to achieve her dreams. She had spent the majority of her teenage years working part-time jobs to make ends meet; but after meeting Kyle she didn't have to worry any longer about where she would get her next meal. After some time the two of them got married, and decided to start a small family. After their baby was born Melanie became a stay-at-home mom but once their child became more independent Kyle was able to get Melanie a job at the law firm he worked at as a receptionist.The couple spent hours trying to come up with a name for their baby girl, until Melanie decided to name her baby after one of her favorite trees, Aspen. Aspen trees are known to be graceful along with their delicate leaves that shake when the wind would blow. while always looking beautiful all year round. As their daughter grew up, she started to look more like her mother mostly through physical appearance with her thick, light, auburn hair, crystal blue eyes, and freckles that spotted her face.
⋆。゚☁︎。⋆。 ゚☾ ゚。⋆⋆。゚☁︎。⋆。 ゚☾ ゚。⋆⋆。゚☁︎。⋆。 ゚☾ ゚。⋆⋆。゚☁︎。⋆。 ゚☾ ゚。⋆⋆。゚☁︎。⋆。 ゚ Aspen reached over to turn her alarm off, and groaned that she had to once again wake up and go back to hell, also known as high school. She honestly did not want to get up, but when she read the time she knew if she didn’t get up now she would be late. So, after a few pep talks to convince herself to finally leave the comfort of her bed, she got up and dragged herself to her closet to find some clothes for the day. Her wardrobe was mostly earthy tones and muted colored sweaters and jeans ranging from skinny to boyfriend styles. Today she just went with a beige pullover, and baggy mom jeans that she would roll the bottom of the pants leg to come up to her ankles while pairing it with a pair of worn out black converse. After changing, she walked over to her full body mirror so that she could brush her hair,grunting every now and then when the brush would catch on a knot. She sighed as she looked at herself in the mirror seeing how frizzy her hair was, and not liking how it looked when it wasn’t pulled up into an updo of some kind; so she decided to put it up into a messy bun. She wasn’t one to care for looks, but she always thought if she was comfortable, why bother changing ? Well, it was the excuse she would always use, but she knew the real reason behind wanting to wear the clothes she did on a daily basis. Once she was dressed, she grabbed her backpack that always felt like it had boulders in it from all the books she had to carry around for classes, she then started heading to the front door. As soon as her hand reached for the handle she heard a familiar voice from behind her. “Aren’t you going to eat something before you hightail it out of here for the day ?” It was her dad, honestly she thought she waited long enough for both of her parents to be out of the house. She spent weeks learning what time her parents went to bed or left the house for work so she wouldn’t have to see them until she got home from school. “I’m running late dad. Margo is sick and can’t pick me up, so I kinda have to…you know” Aspen was lying, she always walked to school. She was able to get her hand on the handle and turn it before her dad voiced his plan to make her stay longer in the house. “I’ll take you to school. Now come on, sit, have breakfast.”
Her dad was being overly nice this morning. What is he up to ? she thought. She had a bad feeling in the pit of her stomach. He was never this nice unless he wanted something, and all she wanted to do was bolt straight out the door, but she tried to ignore that feeling, but she couldn’t bring herself to let her guard down. Her dad went back to the kitchen to grab a small, porcelain plate that had a couple strips of bacon and possibly two eggs, and placed the white plate on the table. Aspen looked at where her dad placed it and anxious thoughts started forming in her head again. She always had the feeling that her dad might know about her daily eating habits that just mostly consist of coffee,gum, and sometimes tea, but she hated the idea of food. It just constantly made her feel guilty every single time she accidentally ate too much, or constantly had the fear of losing control,but she had more reasons to not want to be around her dad.She took a deep breath in and exhaled before she answered her dad.
"I- okay…”
She didn’t want to say anything. She just wanted to walk out of the door, but she was more worried about what would happen if she went against her dad more than she already did. Would he tell her mom ? Would he get angry ? Question after question roamed her mind as she made her way to the table and sat in the chair that was by the plate that was placed down. The smell of the eggs flooded her nostrils, and already she felt sick to her stomach and wanted to just run away; but she just tried to not breathe through her nose. Maybe then she could at least try to make her dad happy. Her dad handed her a fork, and she tried to avoid touching her dad’s hand; but he had made it impossible to do so because when she grabbed the fork one of her fingers had brushed across his skin. She could see that he looked down at her when he felt her icy hand touch his, and that’s how he knew she wasn’t getting any better. She never once made eye contact with him because of the underlying fear that she felt that if she did look up at him he would take it as a sign that she was trying to stand up for herself, and she honestly did not want that to happen and risk a fight before school.
She looked down at her plate just using the fork to pick at the fluffy eggs that were to the left. She tensed up when she heard the chair from the other side of the table being scooted out. It was just her father moving the chair so he could sit down with his plate of food. She would glance up for a moment before her gaze went back to look at the food on the table. Almost anyone that would walk into the room could feel the tension that was in the air between Aspen and her father. The entire time she was at the table, she was trying to see if there would be an opportunity to just ditch the food, and just dart out through the door; but unfortunately it just felt like her dad could read her mind, and he wasn’t going to let her leave the table anytime soon.
“You could at least act like I'm a decent cook ya know.”
Her dad broke the silence between the two with his statement. Aspen didn’t honestly care if the food was good or not. She just didn’t want to be in this house any longer. Before Aspen responded to her dad she had two thoughts in mind. Either she was going to just ignore her dad’s stupid comment, or she was just going to put up a mask; and act like she actually tolerates him. She knew what the right response was, but she honestly wanted to just speak up and say something.
“It’s not that I’m just…not hungry” She spoke quietly. She wasn’t even at school, but she already felt anxious about every little thing. After she said that she could hear the metal fork hit the porcelain white plate that caused her flinch; and that’s when she knew she shouldn’t have said that. All she thought about was how the hell was she going to get out of this situation.
Secondo I would do anything for you