so because @bechnaesun practically coerced me into exchanging future evak headcanons with her, we present to you everything we screamed about for over two hours.
even and isak get married. and their life goes a little like this:
isak and even adopt twins because they would feel like they should adopt siblings so they never, ever felt alone, even when they inevitably start feeling like maybe if they’re not related by blood they’re not the same, but they’d have each other, always.
isak would read so many parenting guides!! and google searches!! one times he just goes on a three hour wild ride of reading parenting blogs online, and afterwards, when even comes to bed, isak is sniffly and whispers, “what if we fuck up their lives forever? what if they end up hating us, and never calling–”
and even just presses a kiss to the top of isak’s head and says, “they would never, because they’d have you as a parent, and your love is one of the most powerful things in the world.”
isak isn’t totally calm after that, but it helps, a bit, but he also thinks that even may be a little biased. a tiny impressionable toddler is a lot different from your husband, because even’s already seen him at his worst, and has promised to stick with him through the good times and the bad. and besides, he never saw even in his angsty teenage phase, and just think about it they’re going to have to put up with all of that! how are we going to deal with puberty! what if they start dating!
even: then we just tell them about how we fell in love.
isak: baby, you asked me to smoke weed with you
even: it’s okay i figure we have at least a couple of years to develop a clean version of that story
so the point is, even with all of even’s attempts to placate isak’s worries, he still insists even follows the parenting guides to a tee, just in case they really fuck up at one point
even agrees, but mostly because if they do fuck up, then he’d have something to blame it on
It has been awhile from my last update but I’ve finally finished the work with the recent client. I had an opportunity to be a part of the short Riverdale comics - The CW Dare to Defy project for the storyboard and sequential illustration. It was quite a short timeline and stressful due to many circumstances. But I’ve learned a lot of experience from the team. I will keep working hard and more update for next project soon.
Seven Exodus/Tub Ring, I Can’t Decide/Scissor Sisters, Joker’s Song/Miracle of Sound, Sh’a Boom/The Crew Cuts, Down/Marian Hill, You’ll Be Back/Hamilton, Genghis Khan/Miike Snow, Happy Together/The Turtles, This is Love/Air Traffic Control, The Horror of our Love/Ludo, Only You/The Platters
Kiss with a Fist/Florence & the Machine, Take me to Church/Hozier, Never Forgive Never Forget/The Dear Hunter, Closer/Nine Inch Nails, Neptune/Sleeping at Last, Bitter and Sick/One Two, I Found/Amber Run, Bad Romance/Lady Gaga, Time is Running Out/Muse
Original art from the cover of Batjokes Issue Project- edited by me
I love Yuri’s grandfather - but I’ve also recently entertained the idea that Victor is Yuri’s adoptive-parent/guardian. So hear me out:
Victor ends up adopting Yuri when he’s a child - I like to think somewhere around the age of 8-10. I don’t want to kill off Yuri’s family so reasons as to why he was adopted is a mystery. VwV
They don’t really have the very typical father/son relationship, in fact it’s still similar to what we see in canon but there’s the whole dad aspect where they can throw out stuff like, “Yurochka, be nice to fans!” and “Shut up, old man.” or something like that.
Though Yuri’s been into ice skating since ever, so it’s not really Victor’s influence that made him take up the sport. But it does become Yuri’s motivation to follow Victor’s footsteps (but not because he want’s to follow dad’s footsteps or make dad proud - of course not).
But then Victor does the most anime dad thing and leaves for Japan after the leaked video. He just leaves a note for Yuri like, “Out to do errands. Love, Dad. PS I took Makkachin with me. There is food in the fridge. Call Yakov if you need anything.” But then since Yuri and Victor are closer in this AU, Yuri figures out where his dad went and goes to Japan.
Yuri meets Yuuri and is jealous because dad came running for this pig??? and so like any mature fifteen year old, he acts out on Yuuri.
Basically canon ensues (lol), but it’s Yuri who challenges Yuuri to the Hotspring on Ice. When he loses, he goes back to Russia as a “fuck you, dad” kind of rebel thing.
Yuri gets really pissed/jealous of Yuuri and Victor when he sees news of them or of the lives on TV. But it’s mostly because he wants dad to notice him like, “why does Yuuri get lots of hugs? He’s a crap skater.” but he’s also, “pffft– I am my own man, I don’t need hugs.”
Then he meets them again and nothing’s really changed. But then he sees people flirting with Yuuri and he’s all, “oh hell no, that’s my dad’s pet project don’t you dare” and chases off everyone because even though he doesn’t like Yuuri, his dad does and so he has to do his part as a son. Because he’s the best son ever (even tho he has a shitty dad).
When Victor and Yuuri marry, Yuuri is there as the ring bearer/best mate/idk. Whatever role he gets, he’s really proud and giddy but outside, he’s like, “fine, I’ll do it if you insist, old man”. Though he does tell Yuuri, after the vows are exchanged and the ceremony over and done with, that “I am so not calling you Dad.” And Yuuri’s just, laughing awkwardly because how did he get from 0 to married with fully grown child in less than a year.
Yuri then goes back and forth Russia and Japan because training and parents (he doesn’t admit he likes visiting his parents and soaking in the hot springs).
When he unknown length of time later starts dating Otabek - and Otabek visits him in Russia - Victor calls him freaking out because why are you on a date, you are still a fetus. While Yuuri’s trying to calm him down and manages to grab the phone and talks to Yuri like, “I’ll deal with Victor, don’t worry about it. Did you have fun on your date?” - Yuri doesn’t share yet because he doesn’t trust Yuuri. Never will.
Victor flies to Russia to interrogate Otabek, but Yuuri warns Yuri ahead of time and so they get to prepare themselves. It’s only then that Yuri starts to openly trust Yuuri because now that he’s in this relationship thing and his dad’s annoying af, Yuuri is there to whisk Victor to some carnal paradise or something so he can enjoy his date.
IDK. I had a lot of ideas for this but this is what came out as I typed. OTL I wanted Yuri and Victor to move to Japan. Against Yuri’s wishes and fifteen year old rebel child intensifies. Then Otabek happens and protective!Dad Victor just explodes like - “He is my son, don’t touch him”. Yuuri is a shipper though, but a shipper for Yuri and happiness (he also realizes this must be how Phichit felt and gets advice from Phichit who also ships Yuri/Otabek).
I’m sick of it. There is literally nothing y’all can say that will make your rhetoric anything less than that y’all hate asexuals.
We literally straight out say, “Hey, we relate to this character because they’re done asexual things like relate sexual attraction to food and shown an overall confusion to sexual attraction, so we’d like to think they’re on the ace spectrum.” and y’all’s asses come up with aces being selfish for seeing similarities in this character and accuse us of ““desexualizing”“ a gay character. Like - no. We’re not. We’re not saying anything like that. We are literally just saying they have done and said things that the majority of asexual people can relate to. Literally none of us have even attempted to try and say this character didn’t like a certain gender, just that they could be a-spec from the evidence that we’ve seen.
And this isn’t even the first time, we’ve always had more pressure to show “evidence” of why a character could even be headcanoned as a-spec, and every time, no matter how much we reason, it’s demonized and spat on. Ace headcanons are constantly ridiculed and it is seen as stupid to even think that a fictional character could be a-spec unless they’re also autistic-coded, awkward, or non-human. If a character even shows a hint of affection to another character, then any a-spec headcanons are trashed.
I’m sick and tired of this. There is no way around it anymore if y’all think that gay aces are “desexualized” versions of ““real”“ gay people. It’s just not plausible anymore. You won’t even let aces headcanon characters, something that doesn’t effect you in any way shape or form, and turn it around to demonize aces for daring to project representation, daring to relate.
I’m not interested in explanations anymore. There are no explanations. Y’all just hate asexuals. That’s it. All of us, whether we’re queer or not.
“Stanley please, lie down. You’ll only make your illness worse.” Ford sighed, frustrated to see his brother once again trying to get up. Once again, Stan felt an overwhelming surge of nausea and had to lean over the bucket beside his bed, retching violently. Ford flinched and wrinkled his nose as the smell of vomit filled the room, accompanied by a disgusting splattering sound. The older twin was thankful that his thirty years of interdimensional travel had made it difficult for anything to turn his stomach.
Once Stan had emptied his stomach, he wiped his mouth on some paper towel and flopped back on the pillow. Ford sighed, collecting the bucket and heading into the bathroom to dispose of the contents. He cleared up, washed and dried the bucket out before setting it back by the side of Stan’s bed. He stood by the bedside, his arms crossed. “What did I tell you about getting up?”
Stan propped himself up against the headboard, mimicking Ford’s expression by crossing his own arms. “It’s not my fault I’m sick and bored.”
“You were the one who wanted to go swimming in the ocean.” Ford replied. “It’s filthy and infested with bacteria and all sorts of infectious diseases.”
“Well maybe I fancied a refreshing dip, since it was so hot.”
Ford groaned and pinched the bridge of his nose, pushing his glasses up to his forehead. “I’m not going to stand here and argue with you, Stanley. One of us has to make sure the boat keeps heading in the right direction and since you’re lying in bed sick right now.”
“Geeze, I’m sorry,” Stan rolled his eyes, his arms dropping into his lap. “I’m sorry for being such a damn burden all the time!”
“Stan that’s not what I meant and you know it!” Ford snapped. “Would you quit being all Mr Self-Pity about it? You’re sick and there’s not much I can do about it, I’m afraid.”
“Gee, you really are blind, aren’t ya, Sixer?” Stan huffed. “I didn’t just mean now. I meant all the time. It’s no damn secret that you just want to be out here on your own, without me dragging you down all the time. After all, I’m just suffocating, right?!”
Ford swallowed, his arms falling to his sides. His eyes widened. “W-what do you mean?”
Stan scoffed. “Don’t play games, Ford. Dipper admitted to me what you said while you were on that nerd trip. I mean, who needs siblings, really?! Guess I was an idiot to think you ever really cared about me.”
“I do care about you, Stanley!” Ford protested.
Stan barked a laugh. “Yeah right. You’ve never cared about anyone but yourself. It’s no surprise you hate me, anyway, after all I did to ruin your life. Breaking your project, shoving you into that portal. Guess bringing you back meant nothing after sending you there in the first place, huh?”
Ford was completely taken aback. The conversation had taken a dark turn seemingly out of nowhere. “Stan… w-what-”
“Don’t play dumb with me, Stanford.” Stan spat. “I found your notes from after you got back. That parallel dimension’s Ford seemed to be doing alright for himself, didn’t he? After all, he probably didn’t have his screw-up twin there to ruin everything for him.”
Ford felt his hands shaking. Before he could open his mouth, Stanley continued. “You could have turned out like that too. Had I not been so damn selfish and ruined everything, you would have actually succeeded. He didn’t get knocked into the portal by his dumb-ass twin, did he? Heck, he probably went to that stuffy West Coast Tech place instead of wherever the fuck you went.”
Stanley cut him off again. “Admit it, Ford. You’d be happier if you didn’t have me suffocating you all the time.” The change of tone in Stan’s voice downright scared Ford. Before, it had been angry Now, it was downright self-loathing. Ford felt sick as his brother continued. “That’s all I’ve ever been, right? Suffocating? A burden? Dead weight?”
Ford couldn’t speak past the painful lump in his throat. He watched as tears began to spill down Stan’s face. “Why did you even bring me out here in the first place?”
“This was your dream, Stanley.” Ford knelt beside the bed, flinching as his brother turned away from him. “I thought you always wanted to go on a worldwide boat trip?”
“I would never have agreed to come if I knew I’d be such a burden on you,” Stan’s voice cracked with emotion. Right then, Stan looked like the seventeen-year-old being told that his brother was going to be moving across the country. He looked just as vulnerable as he did the night he was kicked out. Tears continued to run down his face and Stan did nothing to wipe them away. “You should have left me at home.”
“Stan!” Ford exclaimed. He sat on the side of the bed, wrapping his arms around his brother. “I would never have dreamed of leaving you at home! You’re my twin, Stanley, my best friend. Who better else to come on an oceanwide expedition with me than my best friend? You’re not a burden, you’re a joy to have around. If it hadn’t been for you, I’d… I’d be dead. I would have been killed. I wanted to take you with me because I love you, Stanley.”
Stan swallowed. The sobs he’d been fighting to hold back finally escaped. He broke down, melting into Ford’s arms and gripping his brother’s turtleneck. Ford rubbed Stan’s back softly. “I’m sorry… I’m s-so sorry. I know I j-just ruined your project and your life and everything a-and I’m s-sorry F-F-Ford.”
“Stanley.” Ford held his brother by the shoulders, wiping Stan’s tears away with his thumb. “Don’t you dare apologise to me for anything. Breaking my project? That was an accident. It was my fault for making it so fragile. Knocking me into the portal? I know you’d never do anything like that on purpose. I hurt you Stanley. I burned you. I ignored you for ten years only to call upon you to tell you to get as far away from me as possible. I provoked you and you stood up for yourself. You’re a wonderful person. I’m the one who has been suffocating you this whole time.”
“Ford, you haven’t-”
Ford held up a hand, cutting him off. “I was, Stanley. Just look at what you’ve achieved! You built up your own business entirely from scratch with no money to start off with. All you had was a rickety, broken old shack in the middle of the woods and you turned it into a fascinating roadside attraction. You’ve made more money than I could have ever hoped to earn! You made so many wonderful memories with the kids. You gave them a home, Stanley. You gave Mabel a crazy old best friend and you gave Dipper somewhere where he finally feels as though he fits in. The kids were so happy with you, Stan. You brought me back! You spent thirty years of your life rebuilding that portal and you successfully brought me home. That just shows how damn smart you are, Stanley!”
Stanley could feel more tears running down his face. He scrubbed a hand over his eyes to wipe them away. “Damn onions…” He muttered.
Ford chuckled, pulling his brother in for another hug. Stan wrapped his arms around him in return, grinning.
“You’re such a sap, Poindexter.”
Ford snorted. “Says the guy who’s favourite movie is ‘The Duchess Approves’.”
“Shut up, ‘Cameron the Pleasant Poltergeist’.”
“Hey! There’s a lot of depth to those characters and a complex storyline!”