So, it’s been extremely hot here until recently (over 40C/100F!!) and this had me wondering how Danse survives in such conditions… So, this painting is what I thought would be a plausible answer to my question. Aka, I needed an excuse to draw this handsome guy out of his Power Armor/Brotherhood of Steel attire and in a sexy tank top instead. XD
Also, recently I’ve been experimenting with various types of brushes and more traditional-looking painting styles as well as more realistic anatomy and features, so here’s the result! ♥
“Oh Craig is such a sweetheart, he likes carrying his daughters on his back when he does push-ups!” Lance was talking about Craig again. Shiro felt his eyebrows knit together in irritation. Why can’t Craig go be a bro away from Lance. “… anyway Shiro, are you up for brunch later this week?” The man rested his face in his arm, “Why don’t you ask /Craig/.”
The brunet let out loud laughter, arms shaking as it turned into a silent wheeze.
“Oh man Shiro, I wish. But I can’t rely on a dating sim forever.”
“A… dating sim?” Blue eyes met steely gray that were swirling in confusion.
“Yeah? The game? Dream Daddy? With hot gay dads? Wait- DOES THAT MEAN YOU THOUGHT CRAIG WAS A REAL PERSON?”
Shiro’s ears burned a vibrant red, his face hot in embarrassment.
“So Craig… is just a character?”
Lance fell out of his chair.
I loved your headcanons for Iida's married life with his s/o! Could you do Todoroki?
YOU BET YOUR BISCUITS I CAN!
Can’t start his day without gibing his s/o a morning kiss. If he doesn’t for whatever reason, the rest of the day he doesn’t feel right at all.
Holding them close when they’re in bed, being the big spoon so that he can protect them even in sleep.
Wanting to be the best man he can possibly be for his s/o. He’d seen how wicked and cruel his father was to his own mother and he wanted to be nothing like that. He wouldn’t dream of ever laying a finger on his s/o.
Dropping subtle hints about having children with his s/o.
Friday night is date night. Unless he’s absolutely 100% needed somewhere else, he’ll always make it for date night.
Never taking his ring off. Sometimes will just leisurely take hold of his s/o’s hand and will hold them up to see his and his s/o’s matching rings shining in the light.
Using his quirk to either keep his s/o warm or cold if needed.
Can never get over the fact that he managed to get somethig so perfect in his life.
“I said, leave me alone!” Without hesitation, you threw a shard of a mirror you had just broken. Your eyes narrowed as Peter caught the glass in the nick of time, the shard just barely touching the skin of his neck.
“It’s not nice to throw things, [y/n].” He said in his arrogant tone of voice.
Your jaw clenched, “If you don’t leave me the hell alone, I will kill you.”
Smirking, “Don’t make promises you can’t keep, love.”
Today is 3th of June, official bi pride day! So here’s Isabela, my (b)irate queen!
She is very awesome because she can teach you SO much about sexuality - how not to be afraid of it, how to use it for your own well being and how not to put up with other peoples shit.
But she is also very special to my heart, because she made me realize I myself was bisexual. I mean, there was cute girls around me before, and there was some nice video-game characters that made me think “ooh, she is nice, I should create another character just to marry her!” and those characters weren’t always male. But it was Bela who made me all “ooh, she’s nice, I should MARRY HER IMMEDIATELY CAN I PLEASE”
She’s my point of no return and I love her for it ♥♥
In the note Brittany left she’d said she didn’t care what we did with the baby, but she really wanted you to keep him. She said he was full werewolf and she wanted him to be raised as one. It’s been about a week and the little boy remains nameless. Derek went out and bought a portable crib just until you figure things out. You hadn’t had time to focus on anything but this baby. The only weird thing about it was that the baby looked like he could be yours and Derek’s. The pack has pointed that out. Multiple times.
“Shh..shh. Come on, buddy.” You stand in the living room at 4 a.m rocking the baby.
Derek comes downstairs, rubbing his eyes. “Still? Here, can I see him?” You nod and hand him over.
You sit on the couch and let out a sigh. “He needs a name.”
“Are we really keeping this random baby?”
“Yes, Derek we’re keeping the random baby.”
“Then we can name him…Henry.”
You groan. “That’s awful. What about Dayton?”
“That’s about the whitest name I’ve ever heard.” Derek chuckles. He’s gotten the baby to be quiet. “What about Max?”
You smile. “I like Max.” You stand and walk over to him. “Hi, Max.” The baby coos and you look up at Derek. “He likes it.”
“You don’t think this will interfere with becoming Isaac’s guardians do you?” Derek asks.
“No..if anything it should help.” You shrug.
“I’m up for good now. There’s no use going back to sleep.” Derek groans as he sits on the couch.
“I’ll make a pot of coffee.”
Scott and Stiles decided to come over to hang out for awhile, so you were all sat in the living room.
Derek was laying across the couch and you were in a recliner, you both were having trouble keeping your eyes open.
“Derek are you asleep?” Stiles laughs.
“I have a right. I’ve been up with Max all day long. All. Day.“
“Me too.” You yawn and get up, Max whining from his crib. You grab the bottle off the table and cradle Max. You sit back down and feed him, rocking in the recliner.
“How does it feel to be parents?” Scott asks.
“Not at all what I expected, because for one thing..I thought I’d be married and I’d be feeding my own baby now. Just know that life never works out as planned.” You shook your head.
“Trust me. He knows.” Stiles laughs.
“It feels kinda weird..I mean, Y/N and I went on one date and now we’re adopting one kid and becoming legal guardians of another.” Derek yawns.
“It’s different for you guys though.” Scott smiles. “You’re pack parents, that means you’re drawn together, it means your soulmates.”
“What do you know about soulmates, Scott?” Derek laughs and you smile.
Scott pouts and crosses his arms, “Enough.”
You smile wider. “Sure.”
“But really..I did a lot of reading on it…pack parents usually are an older couple, people who’ve been married a long time…not people who just met. That’s got to mean something.”
“Yeah, it means we make a good team.” You shrug. “Anyway..Stiles how are you? How are you handling everything?” You look at him.
“I’ve gotten way better at lacrosse, so…” He smirks. “Honestly, I never wanted to be a werewolf..I thought I’d never be able to handle it. I’m having a hard time controlling my changes but Derek’s been helping me.”
You look over at Derek and smile.
“He’s doing well..really well.” Derek nods.
"I’m glad you two have bonded.” You sit up, sitting Max’s bottle down so you can change his diaper. He peed, you can tell.
“You’re a natural.” Derek flicks his eyes over to you.
“You know..it’s kinda strange. I feel like this is my baby already. I’m not really sure how to describe it because I know I sound absolutely insane, but this is my little boy. He’s supposed to be with me.” You grab a diaper from beside his crib.
“I feel the same way. I get it.” Derek sits up.
“Aww. You guys have a baby together.” Stiles remarks.
Derek rolls his eyes. “Kind of..but don’t be annoying about it.”
Isaac slams the door as he walks in, making Max shriek. “Come on, Isaac!” Derek groans, getting up and walking over to you. He takes his from you, relieving you from your turn.
“Sorry.” He winces at the shrill sound. He walks over and looks over Derek’s shoulder. “He looks a lot like you. Are you sure he’s not yours?”
“Ha. Ha. Yeah, I got a fourteen year old pregnant.” He turns and gives Isaac a look, rocking with Max.
You watch adoringly as he talks to Isaac. He was your soulmate. Scott was right, neither of you wanted to agree with him though.
It’s been about a month since you got Max. Adoption paperwork has been started and you’ve gotten legal guardianship of Isaac. If you were being honest it was way easier than you expected.
“Quit fighting! You’re irritating the baby! You shouted into the dining room. Liam and Mason were having a heated argument about something they read at school. Everyone else voiced their opinions on whose side they were on…loudly.
Liam and Mason continuing shouting. You settled Max into the rocker you and Derek purchased a couple weeks ago. You storm into the dining room and slam your hand down on the table. "Stop. Now. If I have to tell you again you’re all getting kicked out of my house. Every single one of you.” You spot Isaac smirk. “Don’t think I won’t kick you out too, bud.” You give a once over of the silent room. “Thank you.”
“You’ve gotten a lot scarier since Max.” Mason said quietly.
You leaned over in front of him. “Good. Maybe you won’t yell in my house if you think I’m scary. If any of you want dinner I’m ordering Chinese.” You spin on your heel and walk back to the kitchen.
You spot Derek walking in, closing his umbrella and taking his jacket off. “I like this whole newfound aggression. It’s makes you even more attractive.” Derek smiles.
“Shut up.” You laugh. “Now that I have an actual baby, I’m not too keen on the teenagers acting like toddlers.”
“We heard that!” Jackson shouts.
“Good! You were meant to.” You smile at them over your shoulder.
You call and order the food before feeding Max. “How’s the loft?” You ask Derek. He goes back occasionally and checks up on things. Scott said he goes to see his uncle Peter. You’ve never met him and you’re unsure if you want to.
“Fine. The same.” He grabs a beer from the fridge and sits beside you on the couch.
You nudge him away when he sits. “Don’t drink beer by my baby.” You laugh.
“He’s my baby too. Do you think he’ll get sick from secondhand alcohol?” He laughs along with you. “You’re a dork, Y/N.”
Stiles and Scott come running through the living room, jumping over the couch and going upstairs.
Derek looks at you, “Do I want to know?” You groan and shake your head.
“They’re having a werewolf race. I don’t know what it means but the boys are doing it so apparently I’m timing.” Lydia pokes her head between you and Derek.
“Wow. And you called me a dork.” You smirk at Derek.
“It runs in the pack.” He laughs.
You smack his arm and laugh.
“Just get married already.” Malia stretches out on the couch beside you.
“Yep. That makes logical sense.” You push her legs off of your lap.
“It does. Plus, if you get married we can be cousins.”
“I look forward to that then. Derek, please propose right now, I cannot possibly wait any longer to have Malia in my family tree.”
“Oh, of course.” He gets down on one knee, showing you his beer bottle cap. You both laugh, Malia giving you both a death glare.
Scott and Stiles jump down the stairs.
“Please be careful. I know you both heal, but I still don’t want any bones broken.”
“Scott won!” Lydia shouts.
“Alpha in the house!” Scott bangs on his chest and Stiles rolls his eyes.
“It’s not fair. You have two years experience on me.”
“Aww. Is the wittle baby sad?” Scott fakes pout and squeezes Stiles’ cheek. Stiles swats his hand away and rolls his eyes.
“You’re all equal in my eyes.” You tease.
The doorbell rings and Mason answers it. Everyone throws money in and he brings the food in, sitting it on the table. “You guys better share! Leave some for me!”
Derek gets up and follows them to the kitchen. “I’ll make you a plate.” You thank him and take Max upstairs. You put him in the crib and grab the baby monitor, bringing it with you.
“Hey, I forgot to tell you that I invited someone over. We were best friends in high school and he just moved back to town. I ran into him when I was out grabbing diapers.” Derek sits beside you with your plate.
“That’s fine.” You smile. “What time?”
Derek glances at the clock. “Anytime now.” Just then you heard a knock at the door. Derek got up and went to answer it.
You were conversing with the pack when he walked in. He was gorgeous, you couldn’t deny it. You had no idea what was in the water with these Beacon Hills guys but you didn’t mind.
“AJ, this is Y/N. Y/N, this is AJ Harding.”
You stand and shake his hand. “Nice to meet you.” You smile and he nods.
Derek goes around the table and introduces him before they both sit down.
Lydia leans over and whispers. “He’s cute. If it wasn’t for Derek..” She raises an eyebrow at you.
“Lydia!” You scold, you can’t help but laugh though.
“I’m just saying..if I were five years older I’d be all over it.” She shrugs.
“So, Derek..is she your girlfriend?” You hear him lean over and whisper. “She’s hot, so good for you.”
Derek chuckles. “No she’s not, we just have a baby together.”
“Oh so you hit that? Again, good for you.”
“No..we’re adopting. It’s a long story but we’ve neither dated or had sex.”
“So she’s available?” You feel his eyes on you.
“N-no..I mean, yeah she’s available. She’s not dating anyone.”
You thought that Derek for sure felt the same way about you that you did for him. You were wrong. You decided to milk this whole situation with AJ. That’ll show him. AJ must not know you’re a werewolf and you’ll definitely use that to your advantage.