thinking of annie meeting her baby sibling for the first time and im crying! -🪤

ohmygoddd she would come into the hospital room SO NERVOUS. like you've never seen her before, Annie is usually a little ball of energy but she very carefully opens the door and peeks her head around anxiously.

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auntie charli and Uncle George have been looking after her whilst you and matty have been in hospital. it turned out to be much longer than you expected because baby boy was NOT coming out without a fight, so it was a fucking rough labour.

(charli later tells you that looking after Annie for over a day made her realise her and George aren't quite at the baby stage yet, "but maybe we'll get a fish or something")

I think you're holding baby boy, and matty is sitting on the end of the bed, ready to greet Annie. she runs up to him and immediately jumps onto his lap and anxiously burrows her head in his neck, peaking out every once in a while to look at you and baby boy.

"Do you wanna meet your brother peanut?" matty asks, stroking her curls and smiling over to you. if heart eyes could be personified, it would be matty in that moment. all his family in one room, his daughter about to meet his brother and the mother of his children looking the most beautiful he's ever seen her. (You deny this considering you haven't showered for 3 days and also haven't slept in 48 hours, but matty insits)

Annie nods tentatively and crawls up the bed to you. at first, she just stares, flicking her eyes from the baby to you and back to matty with a nervous smile the whole time. she builds up the confidence to touch him, and she very softly strokes his head. she giggles at the feeling and gets slightly more brave, grabbing his hand and ginning. baby boy wraps his hand around her thumb, and annie gasps. looking at you and matty saying, "Look, he's holding my hand!!" and matty just nods with wet eyes and a Cheshire-cat-like grin.

"Can I hold him?" she asks after 20 minutes of him holding her finger. She refused to move her hand until he let go, and the little contact obviously had built up her confidence massively.

"Of course, sweetheart, come lean against my chest, and we can hold him together, yeah?" You say softly. She nods, and you pass baby boy off to matty whilst she wiggles in.

she's giggling the whole time you're getting ready, but as soon as the baby is in her ams, she's silent. just staring down at him completely awestruck.

matty is, of course, having a photoshoot at the end of the bed and tearing up at the sight of his babies and the love of his life. until George shoos him off and takes photos of all of you, and that's the pic you send to everyone to announce the birth of your son :))))

(do you like that I still haven't mentioned his name bc I can't decide lol... im like 90% on arthur tho <3)

Managed to draw some Skolds and Waspinators for @skywarp206's fanfic, Drawing a Dream! Please check it out especially if you love them hehe,,

Working together is really fun and I'm very satisfied with the results! I'm so glad to be able to participate in this year's @tf-bigbang,, <3 Drawing Skold and Waspinator was really fun...!!

Below are the bonus sketches. I really love putting them together ///

european gp 2010

Torpedoes era Mike & Ben appreciation 💘

OSCAR AND MARC!!!

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posting all sebastidan photos I can find until I run out (5/?)

Italy 2013 by Luca Martini

Scratch and the Owlbear Cub are the cutest thing ever holy shit

having theonsa withdrawals. that’s it.

Kokichi was laughing—loud, mildly obnoxious, but wholly genuine—as they hurried through the door out of the rain. They were soaked, Kokichi hopping on one foot as he pulled off his boot and wet sock. He was repeating the process with the opposite side as he said, "It's not my fault you didn't check the weather. I knew it was going to rain!" Was it a lie? A planned prank? He would never admit it.

His sweater was pulled overhead and dropped carelessly with a splat. Only remaining in his jeans, he padded over to Shuichi, pushing the coat off of his shoulders before leaning up to capture his lips in a kiss. When he leaned back, taking an appraisal of Shuichi's appearance, he snickered.

"You look ridiculous," he teased as though he wasn't standing there half-dressed, his own hair stuck to his forehead "I'll go get you a towel if you promise you'll make us something to drink that'll warm us up afterward." ( kdksfhja there are High Chances that kokichi knew there was a risk of sudden showers that day and just kept it to himself )

"Ahhh, the one time we don’t bring our umbrellas, it rains! And of course doing so before we make it inside the house...!” Yet Shuichi was laughing right along with Kokichi as he says that, holding onto his hand tight as he runs through the rain with him.

 The kind of scenario that would normally distress him, but when it’s with Kokichi, he finds himself not minding at all, laughing it off with him like this. The moment they made it inside, Shuichi instantly closes and locks the door, panting as he also begins kicking off his boots and socks first. “A-Ahaha, I’m sorry, I’m sorry, I was so excited for our date today that I forgot to check! Wait, you did!? Then it is your fault, don’t pin it on me, mister!” He playfully drills a finger into his cheek as he laughs some more. He had to wonder if Kokichi actually did know it would or not, but he wouldn’t be too surprised if he did. But that was okay: speeding through the rain with him, made for a very fun closing to their little outing today.

Seeing Kokichi strip down to just his jeans made a light pink dust his cheeks, and lets him push his coat off his shoulders. He utters a soft hum into the kiss, instantly returning it right away before he gives a fond roll of the eyes at his little comment. “Says you.” He smirks, using his fingers to brush some of Kokichi’s wet bangs out of his face, before pecking his forehead and then cupping both of his hands in his own. Oh he’s sure he did, his own bangs drooping over his eyes and soaked to the bone. He was definitely going to make sure they get out of their wet clothes as quickly as possible. His smile brightens at the proposal, nodding in favor of it. “Sure thing! Ohhh, how does caramel hot chocolate sound? I bet that’ll warm up right up! And thank you in advanced for the towel! I still can’t believe we got so soaked like this. But running through the rain, laughing with you... was really fun....!”

A Family portrait during the Spanish Flu, 1918 ♡