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[whispercddesires]

[captainmera]

Hello Mera..

I gotta say, thank you for creating "In Blood We Rise". Seriously I just wanna kidnap Theo and Oliver for being the cutest guys ever *slowly kidnaps them throught magic*

But in all seriousness, if you could give an advice to beginner comic artists, what would you give them?

first of all, thanks for reading! :D

secondly!

Further advise beneath cut:

My advice is to literally just go right ahead and start making the comic and post it to at least two comic medias.

Webtoons is one, another is tapas or comicfury. But hey! you can also make your own website using ComicControl! :)

But in all honesty, anything comic related - as in the making of pages - you will learn by doing it. I learned an incredible amount by just going ahead. I learned a lot about making bubbles better, too. My speechbubbles get much less cluttered now, for one. And less wordy..

Don't be afraid to enjoy your stuff shamelessly! There's no shame in having fun with your original stuff.

And work smarter not harder. I know there's discourse online about using references or taking your own photos as refs, or backgrounds- Heck, I don't use 3D models but I don't see why it's such a biggie if ppl do. You're here to tell a story, not prove to anyone you dont need help drawing.

Serve your story first. Sometimes that means cutting scenes you want to draw out. I've cut a lot of stuff away because it doesn't serve the story and the pages loses their beat.

I try to end each page with a cliff hanger, so that the weekly readers have something to look forward to!

But bulk-readers are important too. So now and then, re-read your own comic to see how it looks! Like an animator flipping through the stages of movement. You'll see what I mean when you get there and do it. You'll see your mistakes and recontextualise them and improve your work that way.

And try not to go back and fix it, just take what you've learned into the next page. Improve the next page with what you've learned.

Don't be afraid to experiment, there are no rules. Do what helps elevate the story, use the medium you create in be flexible and try not to tell yourself something isn't allowed - it is! Tell your story however you like.

You don't have to know X Y or Z before you start.

GO. BE WILD. IT'S ART!! You can go as crazy and abstract as you like! Play with panels, play with everything! Do circles, do funky shapes, go!

Have FUN with it! :D

[sothasil]

Hi! You're one of my favorite artists ever, and I would love to do some studies of your art! What are some of your favorite pieces that you've done, and how do you pick your colors? There's a lot more questions that I could ask, but figured you wouldn't appreciate an entire list of questions XD

Hello and thank you, I am honored! Feel free to send me all and any questions! I'll answer these two, starting by:

How do you pick your colors?

As I change art style with pretty much every illustration project of significance, this varies a lot. Here are, from most to least common, ways I pick my colors.

Eyeballing it. Unfortunately my most common... What I will do a lot digitally is lay down a color background, and flats of a few colors, then manually adjust each until they look good together by selecting by color and using adjustements. I then paint over it all.

Using a limited palette, eyeballed. Same as before, but this time I force myself to only use a few colors. It helps me, as constraints do.

Using a reference, eyeballed. This happens a lot when I mimick an art style. My medieval drawings for example, are often done by looking at images of actual medieval art to get an idea of what colors to use to look medieval.

Using an existing image, pipetted. Rarely, often as a challenge or if I'm super stuck, I'll just take a pic with colors I like and pipet from it. This website automates this if you want a good easy starting point!

These can be combined around. I'll post examples now, explaining how they use each.

This is a sketch for a drawing I ended up doing way different. This is the first method - I used a flat layer for the characteres and three colors for the sky to test out atmosphere. This is how I plan out most full paintings, just trying to nail down a mood I have in my head. I fiddle around until I like it or, like in this case, fully give up and iterate further. Here, the composition was to be redone too as I did not like the body language. I was going for "bright hot sunny day under a weather that feels wrong".

For this comic, I combined a very limited palette and a photo ref to pipet from. I was looking for the stark cold/warm contrast of a mid-season bright night by a fireside. I took a google image photo of a campfire at night that was already edited. The photo itself looks unnatural but conveyed what I wanted. It's still on the file itself! From it, I pipetted a few colors I found "summed up" the palette and did all with them.

While my own habits make me prefer painting as you would in traditional methods, with directly picking the right colors, I will often digitally alter with overlays and layer blending modes some colors and gradients, etc, to alter a drawing to fix it's color palette. The following is a quite egregious example, because I first drew the character in flats before putting him in a full scene. Here is a before/after summed up.

The shadow is a layer, the bright yellow light zones also, and the orange "transitions" of light zones on the skin a third. There's also an overlay over the full character to blend him in. I do this by...making a full flat color of a layer, fucking around until a blending mode does what I want, and adjusting hue/brightness/saturation and opacity until it looks good.

Another WIP where I was struggling with the overall palette. I was going for late 60s psychedelic. You can see in the top right the original color. I thought it looked too...new, so I added a yellow layer on top, and fiddled with it. Final choice was the following setting. I then put it with my sketch and color blockout in a folder and painted over it.

For this sort of adjustement, the "Color Balance" modifier in CSP, Photoshop, and others is also a godsend - but one I often use for fine tuning a finished piece.

This being said, there's some rough rules to coloring which are...born from studying color theory and doing studies. I am guilty of doing very little studies...so I'll just sum up the basics of the color theory rules I use.

For "default" shading, I use a color that is darker, more saturated and with a slight hue diff. This is my "don't shade with black".

Using a shadow that's cooler will make the light look warm.

Vice versa.

There's a bunch of stuff to remember in how colors relate to each other and pipetting images who's atmosphere you think is interesting really is the best way to learn... It's learning how to black-blue/gold-yellow dress in your own art for the lack of a better word...But the basics will be:

Don't trust numerical values, but look at your colors in context. A same hue, brightness, saturation can look so much different. This is how Rakkan's beard looks whiteish here despite being a light very grey brown.

All this but...colour is such a wide topic, I can't really say a lot but can also type for hours... if you have precise questions about a piece in particular I can explain :') I hope this wasn't too vague and was instructive!

Speaking of particular pieces, answering your question last under the cut:

What are some of your favorite pieces that you've done?

In no particular order, illustration only.

Including this in another poast bc staff's new post editor limits the amounts of pics I can put in response to asks. Insert colorful language here...

Frankly twas hard to pick I am rarely fond of what I draw

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Sweet As Honey 16

For Shelby, happy birthday love! Stay awesome xo

~

Harry's just gotten out of the shower when his phone rings, buzzing on the bathroom counter top as y/n's contact pops up. Gripping the towel around his waist in one hand, Harry picks it up and answers the Face Time. He's greeted with a blurry picture of Arlo, who's shaking the phone in excitement. "Daddy!"

Gasping dramatically, Harry grins back. "Good morning bug!" He laughs when Arlo continues to wag the phone around, and he can hear y/n laugh too.

"Baby, stop shaking daddy. He can't even see you if you keep doing that!" Arlo freezes at his mother words, stilling the phone. Harry's able to make out the kitchen behind him, and by the colorful toys peaking around the edges of the screen Arlo's got the phone balanced on his walker.

"Where's mumma?" Harry asks, propping the phone up against the mirror so he can brush his teeth. Arlo thrusts the phone forward, it clattering down to the kitchen floor and he laughs around the toothpaste in his mouth.

"Arlo you don't throw the phone at me." Y/n scolds, and then after some blurry movement he can see his wife. She's in her fuzzy robe, hair a little messy on her head and he's pretty sure she just woke up. "Morning Harry."

Harry wiggles his fingers at her, spitting into the sink. "Hey darling, what's going on?"

Theo yelps in the background, and then Arlo's grumbling loudly. Y/n looks down at her feet, sighing softly. "Trying to make some oatmeal for us but someone's being a grump this morning." Arlo makes another annoyed sound.

"What's he whining about?"

Y/n settles her phone on the windowsill by the stove, allowing him to see her while she moves around to make breakfast. She's leans over, lifting Arlo from his walker and setting him on her hip. "He's mad that I'm making him eat real food instead of milk."

Arlo lays his head on her shoulder, tugging at the edge of her robe. Harry laughs, causing Arlo's head to perk up. Y/n sits him on the counter next to her, allowing him to still see Harry while she cuts up some blueberries.

Harry grabs his phone, returning to the bedroom. He's got to get dressed soon so he can head to the gym for press and warm ups, but he can take a minute to sit and talk to y/n and Arlo. "Don't blame him. I'd be mad too if I got your tits taken away from me."

Y/n rolls her eyes. "He's more concerned about the milk inside them, thank you." She rebuttals and Harry cackles. Arlo coos at the noise, leaning forward on his elbows so his face is close to the phone.

"Bug, can't see your mumma with your big head in front of the camera." Arlo ignores Harry, eyes staring so intently at the screen Harry feels as if Arlo's sat on his chest in person.

Y/n tugs on his pamper, pulling him back. "Listen to your daddy. S'not all about you." Arlo whines in frustration, reaching out and smacking y/n on the arm. It makes a loud stinging noise, but Harry knows it doesn't hurt too much. He's been on the receiving end of those chubby palms many times.

"Don't hit your mumma!"

"Don't hit me!" Harry and y/n scolds in unison, and she swats him back. Arlo grumbles, reaching to hit her again but she quickly scoops him up and sets him on the kitchen floor. "If you're going to be mean you can be by yourself!"

She scoops up the cut fruit on the counter, throwing it into the bowl of oatmeal on the counter. Arlo begins to wail, and Harry sees his little fingers reaching up towards her.

"Please don't tell me he's walking already?" Harry pleads, belly bubbling with apprehension. If he managed to miss Arlo's first steps after one night away he'll be devastated.

Giggling, she lifts Arlo back up onto her hip. "You've been gone one night Harry, you didn't miss any walking." He lets out a dramatic breath of relief. Arlo lays his head back on her shoulder, cheeks shiny with tears. Y/n digs out a spoon, scooping a little bite for him. He grumbles sadly, but his tongue flops out to welcome the bite.

"Never know," Harry reasons, smiling softly as he watches Arlo accept more bites. His chubby little hand falls down to y/n's growing tummy, and Harry thinks he needs a bigger chest to contain his growing heart. "little bugger said his first words when I was gone."

She giggles at the memory, scooping up a bite for herself. Arlo whines, tongue poking out for another bite. Y/n, glad that he's no longer pawing for breast milk, happily feeds him.

"Well, we've got a surprise for you but it's not walking." Harry brightens, smiling innocently at her. He widens his eyes a bit, giving her that same puppy look Arlo gives when he wants something.

"A surprise? What is it?"

She takes one look at him and laughs, shaking her head. Arlo finishes the last bite of his oatmeal and she uses her sleeve to wipe his messy mouth. "I'm not telling you mister, no matter how wide those eyes of yours get."

He pouts. "You always fall for my eyes."

"I know," she places the bowl in the sink, smiling at him. "but I'm building up some strength. Have to if I'm going to be raising three of you boys."

Harry scoffs. "You didn't raise me! I'm a man, was a man from the day you met me!"

Her amused smirk stays on, but her tone is a loving coo, "you were my first baby, Harry. Always be my first baby." He wants to argue, but then she's blowing him a kiss through the phone and he's all mush.

~

Harry feels odd leaving the unfamiliar locker room, following the path to the ring without y/n holding his hand. For being on Ken's turf, the cheers for him are surprisingly loud and Nick rubs his shoulders as if trying to say "all for you man!" to hype him up a bit. Nick stays off to the side while Harry and Liam slip through the ropes, Harry shrugging off his robe. Ken's name is announced, and much to Harry's enjoyment the cheers aren't as abundant as his were.

"Keep focused, wait him out," Liam instructs him quietly, helping with his gloves. "he's going to get some good hits in but he doesn't last long. He'll tire out, you step in with a quick combo and he's done for."

"Easy," Harry says, rolling out his shoulders.

"Easy," Liam agrees with a smirk, patting Harry on the back, "win it for y/n and Arlo, yeah?" Harry smirks, nodding as Liam exits the ring to stand next to Nick. The ref takes his place in the middle, beckoning Harry and Ken forward. They knock gloves together, Harry's stomach and chest fluttering with adrenaline. The bell rings, the ref ducks out of the way, and Harry zones in on Ken, ignoring the crowd around him. Y/n isn't in it so it doesn't matter anyway.

Maybe it's the reminder that he's doing this for y/n and Arlo. If he wins he'll keep moving up, until he's champion. He'll be able to give them everything they could ever want. Maybe it's just the excitement of being back in the ring after so long. Taking out the frustration of the past few months, particularly losing his childhood home and falling into the habit of fighting y/n. Whatever takes over him, he loves, because Ken only manages to get a few hard hits to Harry's torso before he's cornering him. He keeps him trapped against the ropes, smacking punches into his kidneys and arms that are protecting his face. It takes one hard hit to the hip for them to drop, and then Harry's delivering his knockout hit right to Ken's jaw.

The cheers are deafening, but all he can think about is his family back home. He's done it for them.

~

Arlo clumsily stuffs his pacifier between his lips, staring intently at y/n as she talks even though she knows she won't get an actual response out of him. Valentine's day is just around the corner so she's using her weekend without Harry to find a gift for him, but like usual, she can't think of anything that will even rival whatever he's planning. He's always out done her on Valentine's day and anniversaries (and pretty much every special occasion).

"Daddy's too good for all of this." She huffs, pouting at Arlo. He eyes a tiny stuffed turtle on the shelf of Valentine themed animals, little eyes widening beautifully, and she's still working on not turning to putty under those green eyes so she hands it to him. Gurgling happily, he rubs it's little fin over his cheek and the drool that smears into it's fabric is a certainty that she'll be buying it today. At least she got something for one of her boys, she thinks glumly, glaring at the gaudy gifts before her.

Giving up on gifts for now, she pushes the basket to the food section. She's recently got a new craving for spinach and artichoke dip, and that seems like a good distraction from the frustration of gift shopping. Arlo's grunting to himself, ignoring the moving world around him as she mindlessly goes up and down aisles. Her eyes land on a box of brownies, and she contemplating on whether or not to put walnuts in them when a familiar voice calls her name.

"Zayn?" She asks, bewildered by his sudden appearance in the city. He's got a basket in the crook of his arm, stacked with bags of bread that's way to much for one person.

"Its so good to see you!" Zayn exclaims, following y/n as she moves her basket off to the side. "And another baby? Congrats!"

Awkwardly thanking him, she accepts his side hug with a protective hand over her belly. "What are you in the city for?" She asks as politely as possible, stepping closer to the basket when Arlo wraps a hand around her shirt and tugs her towards him.

Zayn's eyebrows scrunch in confusion. "I live here, was just back home for my sister's birthday that same weekend you lot were."

"Oh," she says dumbly, laughing a bit. "I don't know why I assumed you still lived in town."

He laughs breezily, shrugging. "It's fine love. Didn't really come up at the diner that day. Was going to tell Harry but he seemed like he didn't really want to talk."

Arlo grunts angrily, a low growl in his voice that reminds her of a sound Harry makes when he's frustrated or angry, and he grips her shirt tighter. "Yeah, Harry's not too social." She laughs, lifting Arlo out of the cart. He clings to her side, eyeing Zayn with a scrunch between his eyebrows.

"That's right," he laughs along, glancing down at Arlo's glare. "Passed the trait onto this one huh? Arlo yeah?"

She bounces him on her hip, but he grunts angrily at her. "Yup. He's not too fond of strangers either, gets that same frown Harry does."

Despite how hard Arlo's glaring at him, Zayn smiles fondly at the miniature copy of Harry and y/n assumes he has to be used to that look if he was once friends with Harry. "It's so great to see Harry with a family. He was torn up after everything with his dad and are relationship kinda fell apart-" he winces, eyes a little guilty, "wish I'd tried harder to keep him around. Can't believe I missed Harry Styles getting married."

He laughs, shaking his head as if the thought of Harry standing at the alter waiting to be wed is too much for him. She supposes it is, knowing Harry had sworn off marriage and kids a long time ago, and the reminder that she's the one that brought him in makes her flush with pride.

Eyes widening, she beams at Zayn. He looks at her in confusion, stepping forward with his hands out cautiously. He glances at her stomach with worry, "what's wrong?"

Arlo grunts at him, reaching out to harshly shove at Zayn's chest but y/n moves to put him back in the basket. "I just remembered something and I've really got to go but it was great seeing you!" She's off, pushing the basket quickly without waiting for another word from Zayn. Arlo's looking at her with a scrunch on his nose, obviously very upset that she took the time to stop and talk to a stranger, one Arlo disliked from the moment he met Zayn. He gets his possessiveness from Harry too, but she can't be bothered to apologize to her son because she's come up with the perfect gift for Harry.

~

Harry's sore, but that does nothing to stop the anxious bouncing of his leg. They're well into city limits again, Nick heading to drop Harry off first rather than Liam in hopes of keeping his friend from bursting in the backseat. Harry had slept the whole way home, until they got within a half hour of the city and he'd shot awake like a bomb had gone off inside him.

"I know it was only two nights, but I swear he's gotten taller!" Harry rambles, unable to stop himself from raving about his babies. "And the baby had to have gotten bigger too! Y/n's looking fuller, and of course my kids want to grow lots when m'gone. S'not-"

"Look Harry here's your gate!" Liam interrupts, rubbing his temples. He's got a headache from Harry's ability to talk without having to take a breath. He wonders why that much energy isn't present during fights.

Harry starts stuffing his travel blanket and snack wrappers into the bag next to him, shoving his phone in his pocket and retying his shoe laces while the gate swings open. He's unbuckled before the cars even stopped, throwing the door open while Nick simultaneously throws the car in park.

"Thanks for the ride guys!" Harry says quickly, grabbing all his belongings. "See you at the gym!"

He cuts off Liam's goodbye with the slam of the car door, taking off on eager legs to the front steps. The door swings open for him, and he's met with the wonderful, absolutely wonderful, sight of his wife holding his son's hand with beaming smiles.

"Daddy's back!"

Arlo squeals in delight, tone so high pitched it stings a bit, but not even the slight wince can remove his smile. Dropping his bags to the floor, Harry kicks the front door shut with his foot and crouches down for his son. Arlo closes the tiny gap between them, fitting his belly into Harry's hands for him to lift him, and it's not until Harry's smacking kisses to those chubby cheeks he loves so much that he realizes what just happened.

"Darling," he breathes in shock, eyes wide when they meet her equally amazed ones. "did ya see that? He just-Arlo just-he walked! He bloody walked!"

The words sound surreal on his tongue for some reason, and even though y/n nods happily and presses a kiss to both of their faces, he needs to be certain that his baby boy just took his first steps. "Hold him." Harry instructs breathlessly, heart rattling as he hands Arlo over to y/n. He moves down the entryway, only about a foot away and crouches down. "Set him down."

Y/n does as she's told, setting Arlo who's been wiggling in her arms, onto his bare feet. "Daddy!" Arlo laughs, wobbling forward. He takes a couple tentative steps, but then he's charging forward with certainty into Harry's arms again. Tears spring up in his eyes as he throws Arlo up and catches him, showering him in kisses and praises. Arlo gurgles happily under Harry's loving words, and he beams when he realizes y/n is recorded them. He hopes she got him walking on camera because he wants to watch it for the rest of his life.

"Was this my surprise?" Harry sniffles, snuggling Arlo into his chest and bouncing him. Y/n brightens even more, keeping her phone recording the two boys.

"Arlo bubba, what do we tell daddy?" She calls softly, and Arlo sits up at her words. "Daddy?" He mumbles, eyebrows scrunching as if he's thinking really hard about what ever y/n has taught him to say. Harry can't help but coo at his cute little face, waiting excitedly for Arlo to speak.

"Daddy bubba, what do we say to daddy now?"

Harry bounces him again, biting his lip as Arlo looks over at y/n. She nods encouragingly and then he turns back to Harry, reaching up to cup Harry's stubble ridden jaw. "Love daddy."

The sound that leaves him is tortured but wholesome, and his teary eyes flood into a happy puddle of sniffles. "What was that bug?" Harry croaks, needing to hear it again. This time Arlo smiles widely, patting Harry's face. "Love daddy."

Y/n giggles wetly as Harry buries his face in Arlo's body, murmuring that he loves him too, and that Arlo's his good boy, and that they'll always be best mates. Fingers stroke through his hair, and he feels y/n wrap her other arm around them.

"We're so proud of you Harry," she promises, kissing his temple. "and we love you so much."

"Love daddy." Arlo repeats, sealing his slurred words with a tug on Harry's hair. He cries even harder, cheeks flushing in embarrassment when y/n laughs at him. It's good to be home.

~

"M'actually meeting up with Anne for lunch."

The line is silent for a moment and Harry pauses his walking, free hand resting on the knob of the locker room door while he waits for y/n to say something. "Oh," she finally breathes in confusion, "what for?"

Harry tugs open the door, crossing the gym so he can get to his car as quick as possible, and to the restaurant as quick as possible, and home as quick as possible. He's not exactly looking forward to a lunch with just him and Anne but he knows it's needed. Whenever they try to talk with y/n or Gemma around everything gets sugar coated or pushed on someone else. Y/n needs to stop speaking for him, and Gemma for Anne. He knows that, and he knows it'll make a big difference in the constant weight on his chest, but he's still anxious.

"Wanted to talk," he says simply, using the remote to unlock the car, "promised you I'd be better and this is how m'starting."

"Well I'm proud of you baby." Harry grins, glad that she's not upset about him leaving her and Arlo to lunch by themselves. "You'll call me if you need anything right?"

Harry settles into the car, waiting to start it so the Bluetooth doesn't mess up their phone call. "Of course I will. Do you want me to bring home any food?"

"Mmm maybe some ice cream?"

"I said food darling."

She huffs quietly. "Please? The baby really wants mint ice cream!"

Harry sighs, running a hand through his hair because she knows just how to make him bend. He can never say no to her, especially when his baby is involved. "Fine. Some for Arlo then too, yeah?"

"I can share with him-"

"Already sharing with the other one," Harry cuts off, "I can get him one of those mini things. It'll feel good on that bloody tooth of his too."

Harry's nose scrunches in annoyance at the reminder of the new tooth that's begun poking out of Arlo's gums. It really loves to bother him at night, waking him up with red cheeks and a fever. With y/n growing the baby, Harry's taken to getting up with Arlo so she can rest, sitting in the nursery or living room for hours while Arlo cries and mouths at one of his frozen teething rings. Last night had been particularly tough, baby Tylenol not helping for some reason, and Harry woke up with a crick in his neck from having it tilted back on the couch.

"He's doing a bit better. Stubborn thing was out this morning but it's gone back in which means..."

"It'll be back to haunt me tonight." Harry groans.

"I can take care of him so you can rest."

He shakes his head, scoffing. "Nonsense. S'our boy time." Y/n laughs at his excuse, thanking him for helping out but he blows it off. He's a parent too and he doesn't mind staying up late for his baby.

"Gotta get going love so m'not late," Harry says sadly, "don't think I'll be too long."

She hums. "Well we'll be here. Probably go for another walk unless you'd like to come with us?"

"S'fine love. Know it's good for you and the boys so don't wait on account of me."

She giggles again but it's cut off by the familiar wail of a baby just waking up from his nap. Harry frowns, picturing Arlo all warm and soft as he cries for someone to come snuggle him. "There he is," she sighs, "I'll see you later Harry. Have fun at lunch."

"I'll try. Love you darling."

He patiently waits for her response, listening to her shush Arlo as she undoubtedly picks him up from his play pen. "We love you too."

~

Anne is waiting outside the cafe, round framed sunglasses over her eyes and the sweater Gemma had gifted her for Christmas. Harry winces when he realizes he's a few minutes late but he doesn't feel bad about calling y/n so he won't feel bad about it making him late.

"Just come from the gym?" Anne asks him in greeting, smiling nervously. He nods, hair still damp from his shower and falling messily onto his forehead. He pushes it back, pulling open the door for her.

"Training more often than usual now. S'more competitive being a tournament and all."

Anne nods in understanding, and they silently find a booth to sit at. No words are spoken, at least not to each other, as they search the brunch menu and give their orders to the waitress that greets him. Harry can feel his heartbeat in his throat, swallowing nervously as he fiddles with his discarded straw wrapper. He invited Anne here, he reminds himself, so he should speak first.

"I used to be really fucked up," Harry finally says, eyes dropping to his fiddling fingers when Anne meets his gaze. He can't find it in himself to look at her right now. "sometimes I feel like I still am. I had been better, for a really long time actually. Met y/n, knew from the second I saw her that I couldn't lose her so I changed. Tried to. It took a lot, I had terrible habits for years before her.

"Couldn't go one night without a drink, fought almost every day because I had nothing else to do. I never even had a girlfriend before her, I used girls. I didn't want to get attached I guess-" Harry has to clear his throat, cheeks flushing in embarrassment at the way his voice cracks. The paper between his fingers crumbles but he continues to pull at it. "Her and I struggled so fucking much for months. I was paranoid, thought she was going to leave or hate me or something. Was too scared to stay the night with her in case I had a nightmare about dad or something-"

"Harry-"

"No!" Harry says gruffly, gaze snapping up harshly, "I need to say it. I need to say it all, yeah?"

Anne nods feebly, fingers playing with the sleeves of her sweater. "She found out about everything when I had a panic attack in the middle of the night. For some reason, she didn't mind. Didn't care that I was fucked up. And she was there, always. Didn't matter if the sight was pretty or not, she was always there.

"But we still fought. I'd get scared and shut down. So we decided that I'd go to therapy." Anne's bottom lip trembles and she reaches over the table, laying her palm over one of Harry's shaking hands. His eyes fall down to the fingers of his mother, rubbing soothingly over the ink on his skin as if she loves every bit of him, even the scars and marks. He takes a trembling breath.

"Thought I would hate it but it was really good. I talked about everything, about Jack and how he hurt you, about dad, about Gem leaving us. Talked about boxing, how much it means to me and how it brought me to y/n. It was really fucking nice to just talk, and it's helped. Don't go much anymore now that my anxiety is under control, but I think I have to go back."

She doesn't miss a beat. "Is it my fault?"

Harry nods, eyes still downcast. It’s not totally Anne’s fault but he knows the reason he’s so on edge all the time is because of her. He can't let it go, can't move on from that rejection no matter how hard he tries. He can't think of any other solution but going back to Dr. Wells.

"S'too hard to figure it out like this." He says with a sad shake of his head, "I feel like I can't talk to you, not really because you just stare at me and wait for Gemma to say something. And I don't even really know what to say. Can feel everything deep in my heart and on the tip of my tongue but I can't even tell you how much that day fucked me over.

"But the doctor I go to knows me and he knows what happened, so I think he'll know what to do."

They fall silent, hands retreating to their laps as the waitress delivers Harry's blueberry pancakes and Anne's omelette. He thanks her quietly, reaching for the syrup when his mother speaks up.

"I don't know what to say Harry," she murmurs "I have no excuses for what I did or what I put you through. I never should've let Jack in our lives and I never should made you leave mine.

"At the time it felt like it was right. I thought I needed him and I thought you'd be better off without us. You always were a bit different from Gemma and I, thought you'd be happy to have a life without us."

Harry's heart shudders, eyes welling with tears and he's not sure if they're out of anger or hurt or both. "Thought I'd be happy living on my mates couch? Not knowing if you were safe or if Gemma got into medical school? Not knowing if you-" He chokes on his words, angrily cutting into his stack of pancakes. His jaw aches from how tightly he's clenched it, and his knuckles are white around the fork in his hand.

"If I what Harry?"

If you loved me. He shakes his head, refusing to look at her. Her sigh is soft but loud enough for him to hear and he revels in the way it trembles. Maybe it's morbid, but he's glad she's feeling guilty or sad. It means something, means she at least somewhat cares.

Anne digs into her meal as Harry's swallowing his bite. He clears his throat, gaining her attention again. "A lot of shit happened, and we need to talk about it somewhere where I know I can actually talk so if you're up for it, I want ya to go see Dr. Wells with me."

He glances up at her, finding her wide eyes and shocked. "You think I should go to therapy?" His nod is firm. "That's the only place I'll be able to talk so if you want to fix this, to show that we can maybe be a family again this is your last chance."

She doesn't hesitate to agree and Harry can't help but feel relieved. Maybe she is here for the long haul. After a moment of them eating in silence, Harry says what's been running through his head since he saw his old house burnt to dust.

"Talking to a therapist might help you too," he says softly, continuing when she looks at him in confusion, "know what Jack did messed ya up. You've got some kinda trauma or PTSD from it, especially the fire. You should get help, it's worth it."

"How did you know?"

"That day with the smoke alarms," he says, "when you ran outside and didn't really think about y/n or Arlo. Fight or flight kicked in and you did what you're mind told you to do. After that night the house burned down it became habit to run."

Anne seems a bit surprised at his words, like she didn't ever expect him to pay that much attention to her or notice something like that. "You got all the fight in the family." She smiles weakly.

Harry shakes his head. He may be a boxer and punching maybe therapeutic to him, but he knows he's a flight person. After all the girls he's ran from, the times he tried to push y/n away and to hide from her proved it. "Believe it or not, m'not the fighter." He admits, knowing he's here today because y/n has always fought for him.

~

More time at the gym wasn't ideal, especially with y/n growing bigger and bigger every day. Four months down to the exact day until they're expecting the new baby and Harry hates having to spend four days a week with Liam. He knows it's for the best, the fights are only going to get harder as they go, but he wants to be there when y/n wakes up with sore feet, too tired to make her own breakfast. He's been taking Arlo with him in the mornings, letting him sleep in his car seat or hang out with Mark while Harry trains. Now that he's walking Mark takes him for laps around the ring or on the treadmill. It's never on because it's too fast for Arlo's legs but he loves climbing on there right after Harry's finished a run. That's one of the positive things; spending most mornings with his son, the second positive being Harry's excuse to leave y/n at home.

He was able to get her Valentine's day gift together without her knowing, saying he's staying late at the gym when him and Arlo are really running around to gather what they needed. Their new sleep schedule of being up at least an hour before y/n works good too, making it easy for him to slip out of bed without waking her. She stays curled up in the blankets, lips parted with soft snores that she only ever has when she's pregnant, and Harry gently peels a strand of hair away from her mouth before kissing her cheek.

Taking the baby monitor with him, he slips into the bathroom to brush his teeth and wash his face, tying his messy hair up in a pink scrunchie so it stays out of his face today. Quietly tip toeing to the closet, he throws on some black pants and a red tee-shirt as the beginning sounds of Arlo stirring come through the baby monitor. He's quick to get to Arlo's room, lifting him out of the crib just as he's blinking his bright eyes open. Arlo's still sleepy and docile while Harry changes him, leaving him in just his diaper until it's time to get dressed.

Face burrowed in Harry's chest, Arlo slips in and out of sleep as Harry moves around the kitchen to gather everything needed to make homemade cinnamon rolls. Y/n has been eating a lot of them lately, mostly the store bought ones but he knows she prefers homemade ones, and he figured today would be a good day to surprise her with them.

"Alright bug," Harry says after peeling Arlo off long enough to slip an apron on, "let's get cooking."

~

Harry's side of the bed is empty and cold when y/n reaches over for him, fingers aching to feel his warm skin. She pouts, eyes still fluttering with exhaustion but desperate for her husband, she forces herself to wake up and find him. Lucky for her, she's only managed to get up and pee, stepping out of the closet in Harry's purple bath robe when the man she's looking for comes through the doorway.

He's got a tray of cinnamon rolls and two glasses of milk balanced in his right hand, back hunched as he reaches down to hold Arlo's hand with the other. She freezes, eyes stinging with happy tears at the sight of them. Arlo's waddling alongside his daddy, hair messy under the heart topped antenna headband he's got balanced on his head. And instead of his pajamas (which are just his diaper), he's wearing a lady bug costume that's a little too big on him.

"Happy Valentine's day!" Harry cheers, beaming widely. He's got the same headband on his own head, the hearts flopping in opposite directions, and he's wearing a red that matches the shade of Arlo's costume.

"Hap mumma!" Arlo cheers, unable to finish the word happy let alone Valentine's day but the words still force tears down her cheeks. Harry sets the tray down on the dresser, scooping Arlo up. He rushes towards her, chuckling when she throws herself into his chest.

"Alright love bug," Harry says after pressing kisses to the top of her head, "give mumma her cuddles in bed okay?"

Arlo murmurs an agreement, happily switching to y/n's hold. She smiles brightly at the little boy in her arms, settling back into bed with him. He curls up into her side, laying his head on her belly as Harry brings over the tray of food and leans in for a kiss.

"I love you Harry," she sighs dreamily, cupping the side of his face. He grins, cheeks blossoming with pink and slots his mouth to hers again. "Love you too darling," he sits by her feet, resting the tray on his thighs, "now eat up so your love bugs can spoil you."

They enjoy breakfast together, y/n offering Arlo little bites of food and drinks of milk. He grumpily accepts the cup, but not until he's tugged at her clothes with eyes pleading for breast milk rather than cow. Harry snickers and mumbles proudly that "that's my boy," even if he has to scold him for trying to hit y/n again. That's become his go to response to being denied her breasts, one that Harry claims is understandable.

The grumpiness dissolves off of Arlo's face when Harry requests y/n move to the bathroom, sitting her on the counter by the sink. He insists on brushing her teeth for her and combing her hair, brushing Arlo's few teeth as well when he whines for the toothpaste, all the while the bath fills up with soapy water. Hair pulled up in a scrunchie that matches Harry's, she relaxes into the tub. Arlo stands next to the tub with Harry crouched next to him. She almost starts crying again when he fishes her feet out of the tub, massaging the tender soles of them. Arlo jabs at her other foot, tickling her more than massaging, and she giggles happily when Harry grumbles, "Put your back into it mate, mumma deserves the best!"

They rotate feet so that she gets equal tickling and massaging on each foot, and when she thinks she'll melt into the bubbles around her, Harry moves up to massage her shoulders and neck as well. "If you keep going I'm gonna fall back asleep."

"Go ahead love," Harry chuckles deeply, thumbs pressing into her spine, "can sleep all day if ya want."

The offer is tempting, but she feels like she hasn't seen either of her boys very much this past week so she shakes her head. "Want to spend time with my men today."

Arlo peeks over the bathtub at her words, headband slipping forward on his head. She gently pushes it back, smiling at him. "Yeah I'm talking about you." He gurgles happily, bouncing on his feet when she moves to climb out of the bath. Harry wraps her up in a big towel, lips leaving tender pecks to her face.

"Thank you Harry, you're the best husband."

"S'not over yet," He shrugs as if his thoughtfulness is nothing but his cheeks flush again. After wrapping her up in his robe again, Harry carries Arlo down the stairs and sits him on the couch. He's made a sheet fort for her, perfectly framing the tv where her favorite movie is queued up. Arlo gets antsy in his costume so she strips him down to his pamper, bringing him to her chest for snuggles. She ends up caving and breastfeeding him for a bit, Harry watching them with hearts in his eyes as he paints her toe nails and moisturizes her feet, slipping fluffy socks on them.

Her mind trails to her gift for him, stomach bubbling anxiously but she knows now is not the time for it. Harry's prepared a whole day of pampering for her so her gift can wait until tonight.

~

Y/n steals Harry's headband while he's washing up for bed, scrubbing his shirt because Arlo spit up food and milk all over it when he was putting him to bed, and when he finally drags his feet into the bedroom, he looks absolutely exhausted. His eyes are puffy and glazed, green seeming brighter than usual and he's got a tired little smile sinking his dimples into his cheeks. The scrunchie that once held his hair up now sits around his wrist, hair flopping onto his forehead when he collapses into the sheets next to her.

"Ya have a good day darling?" He slurs into the pillow, raising an eyebrow. She cards her fingers through his hair, heart swelling when he purrs contently.

"The best. Thank you."

Harry hums. "Love you so bloody much."

"I love you more." She giggles, and his grin widens.

"Was planning on shagging you through the mattress tonight but m'fucking tired." He snorts into the pillowcase, rolling onto his side when she leans down to kiss his cheek.

"There's always tomorrow baby," she reminds, "and the rest of our lives."

Harry's smirk widens even more, eyes gleaming. He reaches out for her hand, bringing the back of it up to his warm lips.

"Can I give you my gift now?"

He tries to remain bashful, but by the look in his eyes she knows he's been waiting to see what she's got him for Valentine's day. After he nods she reaches over to the bedside table, pulling the envelope out and handing it over to him. Harry eyes it curiously, rolling onto his back and wiggling a finger under the seal. Y/n chews on her bottom lip, hoping he's not upset or disappointed in it.

Harry slips the ivory paper out, brows furrowing as he reads over the words. She knows he's confused, knows he's trying to understand why she's gifted him a wedding invitation for them on the anniversary of their actual wedding. "Darling, I already married you."

She giggles, nodding. "I know you did. It was one of the best days of my life. But it was missing... pieces. Family."

Harry sits up, crossing his legs over each other and reaching out for her hand. "So you want to..."

"Renew our vows." She says firmly. "Here at the house. With my family and yours, and our boys."

The silence that follows make her shrink, shoulders hunching a bit and she's panicking before she can even see the tears in his eyes. "If you want! Don't have to! I just thought-"

Harry pinches her lips together between two fingers, cutting off her rambling. He chuckles lightly, pressing his lips to her puckered ones. "I fucking love it." He finally assures. "S'incredible. You're incredible. Can't believe you're doing this for me."

"Marrying you again?" She says, smiling sweetly. "Harry, I'd marry you any day."

He slots his mouth to hers again, dropping the slip of paper to the bed as he pushes her back to the mattress, body following until his knees are caging her in and his hips press into hers. "Making it hard to not fuck you right now."

Her grin is innocent, but her eyes are sinful. "Maybe you should just do it then?"

He grunts low in his throat, smashing their lips back together. He supposes he should take any chance he gets to fuck her on her back before her tummy grows too big so why not start now?

Her hands find a home in his hair, tangling into the curls at the base of his neck. Harry groans, chest rumbling and he's slipping his hand over her belly when a cry comes through the baby monitor. He's barely had a chance to huff in frustration before a swift kick is delivered to his palm.

"You've got to be kidding me," Harry mutters, glaring down at y/n's stomach. "Both of ya? Really? Lads are supposed to stick together!"

Y/n giggles at him, pecking his forehead softly. "Go ahead super dad. We'll be here."

[elecman108]

Man, I forgot to post 90% of my art here for the past while. I’m gonna do an art dump in this post under the cut. Enjoy the bonk emoji if you don’t click the read more, and man am I dumb and forgetful lmao.

Includes: OCs getting names, a Sonic impression, a D&D map, homosexual energies, a sheep floating in the astral sea, a birthday drawing I already posted, Hex Maniac Ender, D&D Characters, D&D Characters as Miis in Miitopia, Little Hater Axel, local Demon in the consciousness of my D&D character yelling at him, illegal plants, a necromancer being cute, an actual event that happened in a D&D game two days ago, and Mermay drawing.

That’s everything in here as a TL;DR, I guess. Enjoy your day!

I’m gonna try and sort of have them in chronological order, oldest first, but I may end up putting them in the wrong order. If I do... Whoops, I guess?

[04/14/21] - This isn’t really new art, but I started to work on giving the four OCs of mine without a full name full names... I have not finished this bit, though. So Hunter and Akira have full names, and Warlock and Assassin only have temporary names. This may end up like Seven where I put in their names as a temporary name (7th OC I’d made at that time) and it just kind of... sticks. Lmao.

[04/20/21] - Alone on a Friday Night? God, you’re pathetic. I didn’t colour this one because it was a half-attempt at a meme image I still like it, though, so I might end up colouring it. It’s gonna appear again whenever I do my “unfinished drawings art dump” at some point probably in... June? I know I said I’d post them last month but forget it, lmao, it’ll happen eventually.

[04/20/21] - A D&D Map! This was to help me visualize the layout of my D&D character’s ship he used to be on. Also for my DM if they ever put us aboard the ship. The little fella in the corner is just there to vibe. This map is made of free to use assets from This Website, so while I’m gonna say DONT USE MY MAP WITHOUT PERMISSION, feel free to make your own!

[04/26/21] - Lesbian Day of Visibility drawing of yours truly, the disapointment! That’s... really all I have to say about this, honestly. It was just for that one day and that was it, lmao. I mean, I accidentally lined it in dark pink, so.. .That’s different, I guess?

[04/30/21] - Do Astral Seas dream of Ensorcled Sheep? Does the City know what Sheepleb is going to do? What crimes he may commit? Who knows! This was fan art of Critical Role ep. 134 if I remember correctly, right at the end when they jumped into the portal into the astral sea and Caleb was a sheep. Using my knowledge of the German language, I knew the word for “shit”, and had to use it.

[05/07/21] - This was already posted, but it’s going in here to dilinuate that it was drawn at this point. Also, aside from playing Miitopia, this is all I have to show for myself until the 12th.

[05/12/21] - Hex Maniac Ender challenges you to a Pokemon Battle! WIll you win against my team? My sis, who loves fairy types, pointed out to me that there’s a fairy girl and hex maniac duo, so I’d be the hex maniac. I spent... Over a week drawing this, because I basically had to redraw the Hex Maniac art from scratch in a higher quality size, and then draw myself over it. So... You can excuse the low-effort background for once. It was basically this, and then my birthday doodle from May 1st to May 12th, and then I took a break to draw up several D&D characters quickly for fullbody references.

[05/12/21] - Remember this art I made several months ago? I finally added my other two completed characters! I have three more named but without character sheet D&D characters, so for now this is just Kara, Axel, Golden Shadow, Kau, Cecillia, and Miri. Kress, Tempest, and Melia will have to wait until I make character sheets for them to be posted, and... For when I probably make more D&D characters. I have at least 9 additional, incomplete character ideas floating around, so... I’m never gonna be done this art, huh?

[05/12/21] - Speaking of D&D characters, did you know I’ve been making them as Miis in Miitopia? So here is their finished full body art next to their Miitopia self! Some of them look a little off (Golden Shadow, Cecillia) because of limitations of the editor and shading issues, some of them look a little off (Kau, Kress) because this is a human face canvas that I’m using to make a non-human face, and some of them (Melia, Axel) look REALLY GOOD. Common traits among my D&D characters include green eyes and tall. You wanna know why? Because I am tall and... despite having red eyes, I do have green eyes under the coloured contacts.

[05/15/21] - More D&D stuff! This is based around my D&D group’s current Rime of the Frostmaiden campaign where our Goliath Fighter, Nioh, ends up getting a little bit of hate for being cocky, and our little (well over 6′) hater, Axel, is just a man full of irritation. These are the tallest two characters of the group at the moment. Someone send help. Nioh belongs to one of the other D&D players, Axel (and his stupid additude) belongs to me.

[05/15/21] - This is what me playing D&D feels like. Me, the demon entity trapped inside the head of my D&D character, yelling at them to do things while the dice decide that they’re gonna get bopped a hundred times by a yeti and somehow still survive. This is also a reference to our first or second game where I just ran off like sixty feet to one side of the battle map to fight a Crag Cat and was just in Gay Baby Jail until like two turns later when I could run back to the others. I also drew him not in his winter gear even though this is a bit from when we were atop Kelvin’s Carin in an icy cave, so maybe that’s why he’s at low HP.

[05/15/21] - Melia has good gardening tips, such as Use A Mars Mii Trap To Hide A Body Because They Are Endangered And It Is Illegal To Dig Them Up. I love her a lot, because she’s the youngest of four, all four sisters based around the different seasons. She’s based around Autumn, so she’s all orange and yellow and brown and is so cute. Also she’s Chaotic Neutral, as if she didn’t need to be mildly more threatening.

[05/15/21] - Cecillia is my Tiefling gal who lived in a very northern town plagued by cold weather and snow, and Axel is my Pirate guy who spent most of his time further south on the high seas and warmer weather. So, naturally... I’ll use the guy more acclimatized to the hotter weather in the campaign where we spend 99% of it in the snow. She uses Tarot Cards as her spell focus, and I decided to sneak my other D&D characters onto her Tarot cards so naturally, Axel is The Hanged Man, given his backstory and personality. She’s a very cheerful and friendly Tiefling Necromancer of the Hexblade, so she’d for sure take care of those around her to ensure their success. Especially if they’re on her Tarot Cards, and their spirit comes to her aid when she asks for them.

[05/16/21] - Content Warning; Ryma thinks too much into local stupid moron’s lack of knowing how to answer a question and thinks too much into the reputation of Pirates. Poor Axel, man doesn’t know how to socialize with people who aren’t pirates and is used to being hostile towards everyone, so when he’s asked a question that his answer to is “uhh... no?”, he panics and ends up making a mistake that leads him to think that Ryma can read his mind. Ryma belongs to another of the D&D players. I guess me drawing all those spicy Cow Costumed OCs earlier just brought me to drawing Axel being a bottom in this, huh?

[05/16/21] - It’s Mermay, which means more OC drawings! Here’s Theo after drinking some potion that turned him into a mermaid, and Seven, tiredly, collecting his stupid boyfriend so that Lailah can fix the fact he’s turned into a mermaid. Mer!Theo is based around his sword’s colours of indigo-purple with red accents, which looks a little weird since Theo is the Blue one of the group, but... it looks cool, I guess. Seven’s just the same outfit as always, just no gloves this time.

--

And that’s it for the art dump! This was, frankly, MASSIVE. I’ll try and remember to upload both on Twitter and Tumblr at the same time, but... Ah... I have been drawing a fair bit. Just mostly sketches and linework that I haven’t finished and may not actually finish. If they’re not completed, I’ll dump them all into something at the end of the month or whatever. Maybe you’ll get the old sketch of the Axel face in panel 3 because in the sketch phase it was an Ahegao face, in the clean sketch it was a lip bite, and in the linework and final it’s just horny face. lmao.

Top ten things I have to remember for drawing: AXEL HAS A SCAR AND GREEN EYES. I remember his eye colour now, but if you look at his fullbody ref, he’s got brown eyes. And, naturally, I keep forgetting to put in his scar. He has more, but most of them are located in areas covered by his clothes. So if I ever draw him shirtless I guess I’ll have to place them somewhere.

Also maybe finish the reference sheets I have left to finish so I can post more of them, since I have two “Pets” completed (Roko and Mona’s nameless pet), but I have to do up Hunter, Warlock, Assassin, Akira, Myuut, and Stella. I’m betting when I do complete two more, it’ll be Hunter and Akira. Those two are the most fun to draw, at least.

[ao3feed-thiam]

The Green Hills of Earth

read it on the AO3 at https://ift.tt/2ZjMtZL

by RhysLahey

Isaac Lahey has always dreamt about Earth, the almost-mythic Home Planet from where all humanity comes from. But Earth is very far away from Beacon H, the last permanent colony of the Solar System, at the very edge of the Kuiper Belt. Isaac likes his quiet life as the station's engineer, but everything gets very complicated when he decides to finally do something about his big crush on Scott McCall, the dashing captain of the Melissa. Enter Brett Talbott, the new ship's mechanic.

Words: 5478, Chapters: 1/30, Language: English

Fandoms: Teen Wolf (TV)

Rating: Teen And Up Audiences

Warnings: Graphic Depictions Of Violence

Categories: M/M

Characters: Isaac Lahey, Derek Hale, Erica Reyes, Vernon Boyd, Braeden (Teen Wolf), Hayden Romero, Greenberg (Teen Wolf), Alan Deaton, Mason Hewitt, Scott McCall (Teen Wolf), Lydia Martin, Liam Dunbar, Allison Argent, Malia Tate, Brett Talbot, Stiles Stilinski, Theo Raeken, Josh Diaz, Tracy Stewart, Isaac Lahey's Father, Jackson Whittemore, Camden Lahey

Relationships: Isaac Lahey/Brett Talbot, Isaac Lahey/Scott McCall, Liam Dunbar/Hayden Romero, Liam Dunbar/Theo Raeken, Allison Argent/Scott McCall (background), Braeden/Derek Hale (background), Lydia Martin/Stiles Stilinski (background), Corey Bryant/Mason Hewitt (background)

Additional Tags: Alternate Universe - No Werewolves, Alternate Universe - Space, Alternate Universe - Science Fiction, Space Stations, Space Flight, colonization of space, Angst, Eventual Fluff, Romance, Beekeeping, classic scifi refs, Spies & Secret Agents, Family Secrets, Isaac-centric, Isaac Lahey Feels, OOC Derek Hale, Because here Derek Hale is not broken, Derek is actually a mature and functional adult with an acceptable moral compass, everyone else should be IC, Self-redeemed Jackson Whittemore, more tags to come eventually, Warnings May Change

read it on the AO3 at https://ift.tt/2ZjMtZL

[ao3feed-scisaac]

The Green Hills of Earth

read it on the AO3 at https://ift.tt/2ZjMtZL

by RhysLahey

Isaac Lahey has always dreamt about Earth, the almost-mythic Home Planet from were all humanity comes from. But Earth is very far away from Beacon H, the last permanent colony of the Solar System, at the very edge of the Kuiper Belt. Isaac likes his quiet life as the station's engineer, but everything gets very complicated when he decides to finally do something about his big crush on Scott McCall, the dashing captain of the Melissa. Enter Brett Talbott, the new ship's mechanic.

Words: 5478, Chapters: 1/30, Language: English

Fandoms: Teen Wolf (TV)

Rating: Teen And Up Audiences

Warnings: Graphic Depictions Of Violence

Categories: M/M

Characters: Isaac Lahey, Derek Hale, Erica Reyes, Vernon Boyd, Braeden (Teen Wolf), Hayden Romero, Greenberg (Teen Wolf), Alan Deaton, Mason Hewitt, Scott McCall (Teen Wolf), Lydia Martin, Liam Dunbar, Allison Argent, Malia Tate, Brett Talbot, Stiles Stilinski, Theo Raeken, Josh Diaz, Tracy Stewart, Isaac Lahey's Father, Jackson Whittemore, Camden Lahey

Relationships: Isaac Lahey/Brett Talbot, Isaac Lahey/Scott McCall, Liam Dunbar/Hayden Romero, Liam Dunbar/Theo Raeken, Allison Argent/Scott McCall (background), Braeden/Derek Hale (background), Lydia Martin/Stiles Stilinski (background), Corey Bryant/Mason Hewitt (background)

Additional Tags: Alternate Universe - No Werewolves, Alternate Universe - Space, Alternate Universe - Science Fiction, Space Stations, Space Flight, colonization of space, Angst, Eventual Fluff, Romance, Beekeeping, classic scifi refs, Spies & Secret Agents, Family Secrets, Isaac-centric, Isaac Lahey Feels, OOC Derek Hale, Because here Derek Hale is not broken, Derek is actually a mature and functional adult with an acceptable moral compass, everyone else should be IC, Self-redeemed Jackson Whittemore, more tags to come eventually, Warnings May Change

read it on the AO3 at https://ift.tt/2ZjMtZL

[qaanngi]

Wow, your art is gorgeous. Would you be willing to talk a little (or a lot!) about your process? I really appreciate the way you draw character’s faces, they are expressive in a way I don’t feel like I see a lot. The men’s jaws are really great, too! They just look right to me. Thank you for all the art you share.

sdjfaksd thank you!!! I really like drawing men & expressions, so I’m really flattered someone noticed some of my favourite details :)

And I don’t mind at all. I’ll just put part of the process under cut to keep the post from getting too long.

Thank you again for taking the time to send me a message <3

Re: my process -

I always start with my base sketch/layout of my piece. Sometimes I’ll draft it in my sketchbook/on paper, usually to try out different ideas & place things. If my BG is really complicated I tend to draw that first, then the people in the front after. I have separate layers for both just in case I screw up. My base sketch layer is always subject to change since my initial sketch is always really vague & functions as a layout. As I get into details like arms or eye placement I’ll draft more specific lines.

My linework is always on separate layers for different elements, like big structures vs. little objects, and for people I put the body, hair & face on separate layers in case I need to adjust them without erasing or messing with other lines.

From there, once my linework’s done, I’ll use masks to hide overlapping lines & then put in my flats. My canvas is never white bc I find using a colour as the base/canvas helps me pick my colours from there. Also white canvases hurt my eyes no matter how low I put my screen brightness e.e

After my flats are in I make new layers & clip them to the flats & add shading. I usually go one flat layer colour at a time, working bottom up, so from the background to the foreground, which helps inform where my shadows go. I’ll fully shade like Theo’s jacket first, and then move onto the next.

I usually have about 1-2 layers for shading bc my light/highlights add contrast between my colours so I don’t have to transition too much. For small things like Theo’s earring I might only have 1, and for darker things like his sweater (or anything black in any of my other drawings) I usually have about 1 layer for shading. Any designs or patterns are also clipped.

For small things like Theo’s buttons & earring, I tend to use 1 layer for them since they’re so far apart that shading wouldn’t affect them when I’m colouring.

For people’s skin I have a base shade, a prelimary shading layer, a second darker shade, then I have either 1 or 2 layers of “soft” shading where I use a soft brush to fill in their skin & even out the tones a bit and soften up the transition between shading & base skin tone. I also always have a little bit of blush for people to add some colour to their face. Hair’s the same way, about 2 layers of shading, and then one layer (I picked this up from Yamada Shiro actually) where I take the skintone and brush it across a character’s bangs and use it as a highlight. It brightens up a character’s face around their hair, and esp. for characters like Theo who has hair in his eyes, it helps lighten up that area more.

This piece with Theo is a bit different from others where I had additional pictures in there bc it’s an art gallery, so those were just other pieces of art I shoved in after editing them in Photoshop. For the frames I used brushes I downloaded from CSP. My gallery ref had top lit paintings, so when I add my light source, they hit top-down. Like my shading layers, all of my highlight layers are individually clipped to each base layer.

He’s standing in front of the light so my heavy contrast lighting isn’t used here, but since I work dark to light the highlight tends to stand out against my generally matte colours.

After I add the highlights, I add in final touches like sparkles or dust particles that look like sparkles (bc I always have sparkles somewhere lol), & then duplicate groups of layers (Theo, the background), merge them into one layer, use Gaussian blur on them & drop the opacity to something I like. I add a mask layer to the blurred layer to clear out what parts I want in focus.

Also any final colour grading/adjustment layers are used in this stage to finalize things :)

For other pieces with heavy lighting I might have a few extra layers of light and I might even clip a colour layer to my lineart, usually white, to create the illusion that the light is burning through my lines.

Thank you again anon for sending me an ask :)

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Digging your tabletop pride icons! I like the filter effect they have! :-) Do you by any chance have a textpost of the characters and their sexual orientations/gender identities? I recognise some of your characters, but not all of them, and there are pride flags I've never seen before, so I'd like to learn more. :-)

well thank you. it was just a bit of photoshop work.

i do not have a list of that made up yet...so lets do that now lol

let me preface this though with two points.; 1) i am 1 of 2 females who play regularly in my dnd group of 6 (sometimes 7) people, the other is Dixon. so i am usually the only female in the party itself. i have only ever played 2 (and a half) male characters in the 6/7 years i’ve been playing; every other male character i do in my tabletop group arts are story characters, not player characters. i am also 1 of 2 (sometimes 3) people in the group under 40. romance isn’t really a big part of our storytelling...no matter how hard i try to put it back in there ^^; 2) i identify as quoisexual myself, so all my characters have that to some degree in them just because i’m the player and you bleed into your characters that way. i also use goggle as a helpful tool to learn about all the different identities, so my knowledge and interpretation is fallible.

ok so list now;

Paige-Cupioromantic, meaning does not feel attraction, but desires that type of relationship i went with this, because Paige....well...is Paige lol. as one player once said “it feels wrong trying to date her, because she acts so young and innocent” and to be fair, she isn’t really out here looking at people as romantic partners. she wants friends, she loves her friends. also you know, mortal embodiment of an eldritch horror terror, so...

Cizma-Fraysexual, meaning has strong attraction until a relationship is formed and then the attraction fades she’s the opposite of Paige, and this is mostly based on her “relationship” with InkShade honestly; she believes she’s madly in love with him, but he refuses her, so she pursues him more. i think if he gave into hr advances and reciprocated, she’d realized her feelings weren’t what she thought they were. i admit, this one’s new to me so my interpretation could be very wrong, but that’s how i feel it fits Cizma.

Ada-Quoisexual, meaning has trouble distinguishing between romantic and sexual attraction as i said above, my default is this, so if i don’t know a character’s leanings it’s their too (yes jelena is my icon and is this too fyi). BUT in fairness, it suits Ada because of how she was raised; she has very little idea how to properly people here. and she is developing some sort of a relationship with Til. also, her first dice bag was my pride bag with this flag.

Gauzra-Lithoromantic, meaning has desires of attraction, but does not want them reciprocated again, kind of supposed to be in opposite to Ada, and seeing as i still don’t know Gauzra’s personality this could change...but from my interpretation of her right now, this feels right. plus the flag goes with her color scheme.

Rosalba-Demisexual, meaning does not feel attraction until a strong bond is formed at the time i was playing Ro, this was how i identified primarily, but it still suits her i think. if you met Rico after meeting her, you would never know WHY they were a couple, but those two kinda fought against two life times to be together (three if you count the accent into godhood). Ro’s also never been good at getting close to people, but once she did, you’re stuck with her.

K’nessan-Nonbinary, meaning does not identify with a binary gender scale; Marsic, meaning is attracted to masculine qualities ok, ok, *technically* since Ness is a hermaphrodite they should be inter-sexed BUT they do prefer the gender neutral pronouns (followed by the masc; never use “it/that’ or you will die)...and their color scheme matches the flag, so... ^^; i also included in the list the Marsic because Ness does have a preference for male partners

Nemo-Asexual, meaning has no desires for attraction Nemo is nothing but a hero, so that pretty much screamed ace to me...plus it matched her color scheme

Mekala-Aromantic, meaning has no desire for attraction i wasn’t really sure about her, since you know 2 failed campaigns in a row didn’t give her much room to grow, but i could see this working. she’s not really looking for anything, more searching her past. 

Jass-Bisexual, meaning attracted to both males and females Jass is my sabretooth, so my sabretooth headcanons are canon for her lol. we only saw her have a relationship with fantasy!Deadpool in the game she was played, but hey

Tesla-Electio Aroace, meaning has no desire for attraction, whether sexual, romantic, or tertiary  i admit, this one is completely new to me, so my interpretation could be very wrong, but the idea that this is one that is uninterested in any form of attraction suits my viral android very well. again, she has gone on record saying that “the biological imperative for emotions is distractive” (more or less) which is especially funny since she was played in a valentines game where the goal was to let Cupid infect a town with horniness to make babies; Tesla was the only one unaffected and actively trying to stop that. so yeah.

Theo-Pansexual, meaning is attracted to any gender yeah, Theo’s just out there doing and being anything

Sean-Bisexual, meaning attracted to both males and females; he however has a stronger male preference i admit, one reason why Sean is bi and not just gay is for the “half and half” joke...but yeah, he started the game with a boyfriend, he would kill everyone for his boyfriend, he woudl die for his boyfriend.

Vitanya-Gynosexual, meaning attracted to feminine qualities still learning new things as we do this, but since Vita has had little development (but will be getting more) i’m kinda aiming to have her be a bit more into girls...we’ll see how that pans out

Lokaj-Androsexual, meaning attracted to masculine qualities originally i had him as something else, but when i saw that description i liked it better, since he ended up with Arkos and all

Arkos-Transgender, meaning identifies with a different physical gender than the one assigned at birth; Gay, meaning attracted to men going more off the latest version here than my previous one for this. but yeah, he’s just straight up trans here, not intersexed, and his tribe is cool with it. plus being a tribe means not enough money to get magic to physically change anything...but he’s ok with that. in his tribe it’s less what you have and more how to act.

Rikkar-Bisexual, meaning attracted to both males and females mainly because he did have a fiance...even though they weren’t super into the idea, they weren’t against it either...but he’s far more into Ark

Tarn-Lesbian, meaning attracted to women she has been a loud raging lesbian since day one, and nothing will ever change that. not even one continuity having her in a forced, bested in trial by combat, marriage to Starlord basically. she will only go for a dude if he’s a dragon...and he’s gotta be a hot dragon...and even then it win’t lasting dude.

Reyzah-Abrosexual, meaning one’s attraction is constantly changing or fluid Reyzah started as a knock-off tarn honestly and never got to thrive too much. but compared to her siblings, she was always the one learning and trying to figure herself out, so this fits well.

Margus-gay, meaning attracted to men Margus, similarly to his sister, started off as quiet nervous gay, and by the end of the adventure he had himself a doppleganger husband and confidence to boot, so yeah, my baby boy grew up good. admittedly a lot of his self-confidence issues were more from his half-orc heritage, BUT that fed into the “no one would wanna date me cause i suck” mentality. so yeah.

Nikkos-Asexual, meaning feels no desire for attraction he’s Margus’ twins, and was always intended to be some sort of ace. the joke being the Ironbrood kids are a full set; likes girls, likes guys, figuring things out, likes doughnuts. i waffled over making him a more defined type though...but since i’ve only played him for like one session as a background character, i’m not sure where he’s at. so general ace is fine. he loves and supports his siblings, and is best uncle to Margus’ kids anyways, so s’all good.

Jelena-Quoisexual, meaning has trouble distinguishing between romantic and sexual attraction i know i said up in Ada’s that Jelena was this too, but here i am saying it again since she’s my actual icon and not in the reffed to image set. i haven’t played her, so this could change...but i’m very self projecting on her during quarantine to begin with, so yeah she’s quoi until proven otherwise ^^;

so hope you found this informative...and that my information isn’t too terribly off ^^;;;

[lrtsilverknights]

Silver Knights vs Oadby Owls: 03 Nov 2018

A bright and sunny November morning dawned for our home game against Oadby Owls. A half term kick about had led to yet another Knight falling to the Lichfield injury curse, taking Harley out of action for for weeks with a fractured wrist. Also not in attendance were Jack (sunning himself in Portugal) and Mason (off ill) so it was straight back into the deep end for Jasper who has just had his cast removed and back into the spider’s web for Gabe.

As the Oadby boys approached the pitch we recognised some familiar faces and it was apparent that a few teams had merged players together, which meant that they had a real mixture of small lads and absolute giants. However, as the game got underway, the Silvers took the bull by the horns and went straight in for the kill; we were all over them for the first five minutes and they struggled to get the ball off us. Our first corner saw Theo ping the ball into the crowd where Sam was lurking in the background to appear from between the legs of the power house Oadby defender and slot one into the back of the net. Sam ran away quickly to celebrate as the Oadby beast didn’t look impressed!

However, before long the Oadby boys began to settle and started to pass the ball around with ease. The Silvers were holding their own but the equaliser came after twenty minutes following an Oadby break and 1-1 quickly became 1-2 and by half time we found ourselves 3-1 down so we needed a spot of composure and the belief that we could impose our passing game once again.

That didn’t happen as the second half got underway and straight from the off their Number 10 showed his pace and scored their fourth goal. Will was trying his hardest to get the ball, chasing everything down and getting into tangles with their defence only for the free kicks to be given the other way. The Silvers were working hard but the Oadby boys showed their strength and before long we were 6-1 down.

Archie was moved into defence to cope with the fast number 10 but an agricultural challenge wiped him out but as he sprawled on the ground, the ref waved play on, claiming that it was a shoulder to shoulder challenge! As Oadby celebrated their seventh goal, the outraged Gaffer decided to give the ref his two pennies worth only to be told that if he carried on, he would be sent into the naughty corner for the rest of the match!

So, the game continued in the same style with the Oadby boys scoring their 8th goal. Understandably by now the Silvers’ heads were touching the floor and they just wanted the final whistle to blow but not before Will bagged himself a cheeky little goal as we managed to get the ball up front and Will sidestepped the keeper to slot home. There was no celebration as the whistle blew for an 8-2 defeat.

Back to the drawing board !!!!!

[ao3feed-stydia]

The Green Hills of Earth

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by RhysLahey

Isaac Lahey has always dreamt about Earth, the almost-mythic Home Planet from were all humanity comes from. But Earth is very far away from Beacon H, the last permanent colony of the Solar System, at the very edge of the Kuiper Belt. Isaac likes his quiet life as the station's engineer, but everything gets very complicated when he decides to finally do something about his big crush on Scott McCall, the dashing captain of the Melissa. Enter Brett Talbott, the new ship's mechanic.

Words: 5478, Chapters: 1/30, Language: English

Fandoms: Teen Wolf (TV)

Rating: Teen And Up Audiences

Warnings: Graphic Depictions Of Violence

Categories: M/M

Characters: Isaac Lahey, Derek Hale, Erica Reyes, Vernon Boyd, Braeden (Teen Wolf), Hayden Romero, Greenberg (Teen Wolf), Alan Deaton, Mason Hewitt, Scott McCall (Teen Wolf), Lydia Martin, Liam Dunbar, Allison Argent, Malia Tate, Brett Talbot, Stiles Stilinski, Theo Raeken, Josh Diaz, Tracy Stewart, Isaac Lahey's Father, Jackson Whittemore, Camden Lahey

Relationships: Isaac Lahey/Brett Talbot, Isaac Lahey/Scott McCall, Liam Dunbar/Hayden Romero, Liam Dunbar/Theo Raeken, Allison Argent/Scott McCall (background), Braeden/Derek Hale (background), Lydia Martin/Stiles Stilinski (background), Corey Bryant/Mason Hewitt (background)

Additional Tags: Alternate Universe - No Werewolves, Alternate Universe - Space, Alternate Universe - Science Fiction, Space Stations, Space Flight, colonization of space, Angst, Eventual Fluff, Romance, Beekeeping, classic scifi refs, Spies & Secret Agents, Family Secrets, Isaac-centric, Isaac Lahey Feels, OOC Derek Hale, Because here Derek Hale is not broken, Derek is actually a mature and functional adult with an acceptable moral compass, everyone else should be IC, Self-redeemed Jackson Whittemore, more tags to come eventually, Warnings May Change

read it on the AO3 at https://ift.tt/2ZjMtZL

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[Hoạt Động Từ Thiện] Một Nụ Cười Ấm Áp Có Tên “Niềm Tin” — Chương Trình Trăng Yêu Thương Trung Thu 2017

Những cơn gió yêu thương ở nơi bầu trời xanh ấy vẫn tiếp tục chuyến hành trình cuộn bay chút ít khó khăn, chút ít phiền muộn và chút ít bóng tối đang vây quanh những con người chưa hình dung được ngày mai của mình sẽ là một ngày như thế nào. Ấy thế mà, chút ít những điều ý nghĩa xuất phát từ những con người chưa quen biết nhau lại mang đến một nụ cười ấm áp có tên là “Niềm tin” và đọng lại sau đó là chân tình giữa người và người dành cho nhau. Niềm tin rằng ở đâu đó vẫn còn rất nhiều người hướng trái tim, hướng tấm lòng và sự quan tâm về chúng ta! Niềm tin rằng, ngày mai sẽ là một ngày tốt đẹp hơn ngày hôm nay vì chúng ta sẽ tồn tại bằng tình yêu thương! Và hôm nay, cơn gió ấy sẽ tạm dừng chân tại Xã Khánh Trung, Huyện Khánh Vĩnh, Tỉnh Khánh Hòa thuộc Việt Nam. Tôi sẽ không biết sự khác nhau đặc biệt này và mang đến cho tôi rất nhiều bước ngoặt nếu tôi ở lại thành phố và xem những bộ phim yêu thích trong kỳ nghỉ hè của mình. Đó không phải là sự khác nhau về con người, về văn hóa, về tiếng nói giữa đất nước này với đất nước kia, cũng không phải giữa vùng miền này với vùng miền kia mà là sự khác nhau về tất cả giữa con đường này và con đường tiếp theo đó. Khung cảnh thiên nhiên trên chuyến đường hiện ra vẻ đẹp tinh khôi và hùng vĩ bởi núi non, bởi sông suối. Màu xanh lam của bầu trời và màu xanh lá của cây cối hòa quyện vào nhau và tạo nên một bức tranh sinh động, tôi chỉ có thể mắt chữ A miệng chữ O. Hai bên đường được trang hoàng thêm những ngôi nhà cao tầng, có khi là vài căn biệt thự, ánh đèn vàng tỏa ra từ ngôi nhà trông lộng lẫy biết bao, rồi những nhà hàng sang trọng, quán xá đông nghịt người ở trong, ai nấy cũng đều rất tinh tươm,…

Chúng tôi di chuyển bằng xe máy để đến địa điểm cần khảo sát khi vừa rẽ từ con đường cũ, mọi thứ như được rút gọn hơn, những ngôi nhà dần ít hơn, sự sầm uất cũng giảm đi nhưng đôi chút vẫn còn…và sau khi quẹo trái rồi quẹo phải trong sự chông chênh của đường núi đã dẫn chúng tôi đến. Tôi gọi đây là “Khu đô thị thu nhỏ” vì trước mắt tôi có sự hiện diện của rất nhiều “căn hộ” hệt như nhau, nằm cạnh nhau, nhưng nó bé lắm và sức chứa của một căn có chỗ thì khoảng mười mấy người, thấp nhất thì cũng khoảng sáu nguời. Những căn này được Nhà nước xây tặng và đối với họ đó là một điều hết sức lớn lao vì họ có một nơi được gọi là “nhà” và che nắng che mưa. Tiến vào bên trong từng nhà, tôi chỉ thấy vỏn vẹn vài cái áo chưa vá, một cái bếp với hai mảnh gạch kê nên, một bịch muối và những người mẹ tay trên ôm con nhỏ, tay dưới dắt leo nheo thêm vài trẻ,.. Đến đây thì tất cả như được đóng khung theo một cách riêng… Thôn xóm rộn ràng hơn khi có người lạ vào làng, trẻ con nói chạy tung tăng, ánh mắt của đồng bào chúng ta hiện lên sự vui tươi biết bao, cả những chú heo cũng rong ruổi chào đón chúng tôi. Xoay quanh từng ngôi nhà là những câu chuyện về đời về cuộc sống về chuyện học hành về những ước mơ… Trung Thu là một điều gì đó quá ư là xa vời... 📝 Trường Giang 📝

-------------- Quà dự kiến 515 kg Gạo x 13.000 = 6.695.000đ 206 kg Muối x 7.000 = 1.442.000đ 103 thùng Mì gói x 70.000 = 7.210.000đ 176 bộ Đồng phục học sinh x 80.000 = 14.080.000đ 2 Xe đạp x 2.000.000 = 4.000.000đ 13 Gian hàng trò chơi x 200.000 = 2.600.000đ 5 Gian hàng ẩm thực x 1.000.000 = 5.000.000đ 2.500 gói Bánh snack x 2.000 = 5.000.000đ 400 cái Bánh trung thu x 20.000 = 8.000.000đ 800 phần Bánh phá cỗ x 10.000 = 8.000.000đ 800 Cái Lồng đèn + đèn cầy x 6.000 = 4.800.000đ Đạo cụ diễn văn nghệ = 2.000.000đ Âm thanh, ánh sáng trọn gói = 3.000.000 Background = 500.000 Hỗ trợ tiền xe Tình nguyện viên = 5.000.000 Chi phí tiền trạm = 2.000.000 Chi phí phát sinh = 2.000.000 Tổng chi phí: 74.117.000 Vnd Rất cần sự chung tay góp sức của tất cả mọi người để đem lại một mùa trung thu ý nghĩa cho các em nhỏ xã Khánh Trung, huyện Khánh Vĩnh, tỉnh Khánh Hòa. Hãy chia sẻ thông tin chương trình, một hành động nhỏ sẽ góp phần mang lại những giá trị to lớn cho các em nhỏ thuộc một trong những xã nghèo nhất của tỉnh Khánh Hòa. -------------------   

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Redemption

UNC has played four times in the national title game in my lifetime. 

The first time was 2005. I don’t remember many specific things about that game but I remember certain things about that team, like Sean May’s dominance in that entire tournament or how much I admired Raymond Felton (I’ve always had a soft spot for the point guard. Not much has changed).  

The second time was 2009. I was in DC with my family for spring break. By this point, I had already turned into the super UNC fan that I am now. We were all pretty nervous about the game but our worries had disappeared by the middle of the first half. That Tar Heel team was scarily dominant and Michigan State simply couldn’t keep up. 12-year-old me was ecstatic that my favorite player, Tyler Hansbrough, had won a ring. I’m surprised the people on our hotel floor didn’t call security on us because I’m positive we were pretty loud in our celebration.

The third time was 2016. I was watching in DC again, this time as a sophomore at American University. I watched with a few people who didn’t really care much about basketball, but I enjoyed the company.

I was convinced this was our year. Marcus Paige and Brice Johnson: seniors, roommates, best friends, CHAMPIONS. It had a nice ring to it. After all the things they went through in their four years at UNC, they had earned it. Marcus, the skinny point guard from Iowa that no one believed could succeed Kendall Marshall, had somehow surpassed Hansbrough as my favorite Tar Heel of all the time.

I wanted that title so badly for him and Brice. And when he hit that miracle three-pointer to tie the game with 4.7 seconds left (after bringing us back from a ten-point deficit), I was convinced that the universe wanted them to win too.

But I was wrong. Kris Jenkins happened. The fairytale ending for the dynamic duo I had constructed in my head was destroyed suddenly, in the worst way I could imagine.

So. Close.

The shot that meant everything was suddenly for nothing. I was in a bad mood for the next month. My phone background was a shot of Marcus frozen in the air, ball halfway out of his hand, for the next five months.

In the off-season, I tried to be optimistic. We had a senior Kennedy Meeks, a senior Nate Britt, a junior Justin Jackson, a junior Joel Berry, and a junior Theo Pinson. We had a solid, veteran team. It could be our year. But part of me felt that 2016 WAS the year and that we blew our best chance at winning a title since 2009 (I would make an argument that 2012 was also our year until Creighton happened, but that’s a story for another day).

But this team had something that last year’s didn’t. In fact, they had something that no UNC team has ever had. They had the experience of seeing the leader of their team pull off a miracle in order to give them a chance at overtime and a championship, only to have those efforts crushed in front of his eyes. I will never forget the feeling that I felt when Kris Jenkins’ shot went in. I knew no one on that court would forget it either.

Redemption. That’s what the returning Tar Heels named their team group chat. That’s what the goal of for this season was.

When I printed out this year’s March Madness bracket, I wrote the name of the national champions first. I wrote UNC. And most people would roll their eyes and call me biased because “don’t you choose them every year?”. And you know what? Most of the time, they’re right. I do let my UNC bias blind me most of the time. The difference this year was, I never fill in the national champions first because matchups are important. UNC, like every other team, has teams that they just flat out struggle with (example: I dread playing Kansas, no matter what the circumstances are.). But this year, matchups didn’t matter to me because I knew what this team had witnessed last March. They were tougher because of it. I believed in my heart that they just weren’t going to lose to anyone. I didn’t care who it was.

Now let’s be clear… just because I believed in them doesn’t mean I didn’t have any doubtful moments. I had a lot of scares this year.

There was 3 minutes left in the Arkansas game and I was in the fetal position in the communal kitchen of my apartment. We were down by 5. In the ROUND OF 32 GAME AGAINST AN 8 SEED. I was pissed to say the least. You did NOT snag a one seed in the tournament, much to the dismay of Seth Davis and Dookies, to lose in the first weekend. No way.

Thanks to some free throws from Isaiah, a gentle tip-in from Kennedy, and a few awful offensive possessions from Arkansas, UNC pulled it out. Survive and advance, right? Doubters were in full force, though. “If they can’t handle Arkansas, how can they handle Butler?” New day, new game. That’s the answer. UNC won pretty soundly thanks to Joel, Justin, and Luke and worries about the performance versus Arkansas were mostly put to rest. 

Then came the real test. Kentucky stood in the way of a trip back to the final four. If you would’ve told me that UNC would hold Monk and Fox to a combined 9-24 from the field and Luke Maye would hit the game-winning jumper with 0.3 seconds to go, I would’ve laughed in your face. But that’s exactly what happened. It’s incredible what a team can pull off when they’re seeking redemption, huh?

Then came Oregon. I can’t lie, I was very relieved that it wasn’t Kansas (again, too many bad memories come up when they play the Jayhawks… example: 2008, 2012) but I knew that the Ducks’ defense was no joke. I didn’t have an enjoyable watching experience between the time difference (tip-off was 2:45 am in Amsterdam) and the lagging livestream on my phone, but I still managed to find myself in the fetal position. And if you told me that we would’ve missed four free throws IN A ROW with five seconds left (with only a one point lead, by the way) and managed to win because we grabbed two offensive rebounds IN A ROW off of those FTs… well, I would’ve called you crazy. But that’s exactly what happened. 

Which brings us to the fourth national title appearance in my lifetime. April 2017. I’m in London this time. No one was here to watch with me this time.  

Back to back. We did it. Despite Seth Davis claiming we were overseeded and other people claiming the ACC is overrated in general, we made it back.

One. More. Game. This was it.

I pretty much spent the entire game in fetal position (shocker, right?). It was a similar scene to the Oregon game, a late night and a slightly less lagging stream. But I was even more nervous. In fact, I was pretty nauseous the whole time. UNC never seemed to get into a rhythm but luckily Gonzaga never did either. I guess you could blame the refs for that. All the key big men in the game had at least four fouls by the eight minute mark of the second half.

Missed free throws. Not making threes unless your name was Joel Berry. Ticky-tack fouls. That was enough for me to almost pull my hair out. This was not the championship performance I had dreamed about. 

Suddenly there was less than two minutes left and we were down by 2. There was too much of a possibility of heartbreak. I couldn’t take that two years in a row.

Justin drove to the basket and laid it in to tie the game. He drew contact too, which put him on the line for a chance to take the lead. It was similar to last year, when he missed two straight free throws with 2 and a half minutes to go and UNC down by 5. But this time he hit it.

A rushed Gonzaga jumper led to the ball in our hands with under a minute to go. Joel pulls up for the three and……. misses it.

But Kennedy fought for the rebound, leading to a jump ball with the possession arrow keeping it with us. What would we do without him?

27 seconds left. Isaiah, the senior who really struggled during this year’s tournament, drives to the basket and makes the most important shot of the night. Go figure. And who could forget that it was him who was guarding Jenkins on that final shot last year? Here he is now, hitting a huge shot that puts UNC up three. I love redemption. Gonzaga’s point guard comes driving to the basket after they take their last timeout. I hold my breath, half expecting him to hit some crazy lay-up to cut the lead to one. It doesn’t come. Instead, Kennedy rejects him and Joel picks up the ball, tossing it up ahead to Justin who scores on an easy lay-up. Gonzaga has no time-outs left, leaving them no choice but to throw it down the court in hopes of- WAIT KENNEDY STOLE IT. And suddenly it’s in Joel’s hands and he gets fouled. 7 seconds left. The camera switches to Isaiah. His hands are on his head and he looks like he might cry. That’s when I realized I was already crying.

It happened so fast, I didn’t realize what had just occurred at first. I just stared at the screen for a few seconds, tears starting to fall. Did that actually just happen? And then the texts came flooding in.

(I didn’t open them until time fully expired because last time I celebrated too early in a championship game…… well, you know).

But the Zags’ last minute three-point attempt didn’t go in. Time really expired and the score stayed the same. The confetti came down and this time, it was our guys celebrating.

Suddenly I’m sobbing. Maybe some of it was from exhaustion (it was pretty much 5 am by this point), but most of it was from pure happiness.

The redemption tour was over. It wasn’t pretty. Between the struggle against Arkansas, the buzzer-beater against Kentucky, and the near meltdown against Oregon, it was hard to believe that the Heels could stand another nail-biting game. But they did.

They shot 35% from the field, 14% from the three-point line (NO ONE hit a three except Joel), and missed almost half of their free throw attempts. The numbers weren’t much better versus Oregon. Offensively, they could be in the running for worst Final Four shooting in tournament history… by a champion, at least.

No, it wasn’t a powerful and pretty offensive effort that ultimately won the Tar Heels redemption. It came partially from defense, specifically from Theo and Justin’s efforts throughout the tournament (STILL can’t believe Monk and Fox were held to a combined 25 points). It came partially from Kennedy’s rebounding and his incredible tournament performance overall. It came partially from Joel’s leadership, despite his two sprained ankles. And don’t forget that this night would have never happened without Luke Maye, even if he didn’t do much in the final two games.

But ultimately, this journey of redemption was fueled by a memory. A memory of that one miracle shot, the shot that meant nothing to most people after Jenkins hit his but meant everything to Tar Heels across the country. Though all the players will insist they tried to separate themselves from it, it was inevitable that it was still stuck in the back of their minds. It was in all of ours.

But the players didn’t let that memory haunt them (unlike me, who got serious flashbacks during the last two minutes of every close game this year) and taint their performances. Instead, they let it motivate them and strengthen their game. This year’s tournament performance definitely wasn’t the prettiest by a championship team. In fact, thirty years from now, some people may look at the statistics written down and wonder “how in the world did they do it?” The answer? They were motivated, by the shot that meant everything and still means everything, regardless of the other shot that came after it. 

This win is for all of the Tar Heel fans who were crushed exactly one year ago. This win is for Dean Smith. This win is for Stuart Scott. Most of all, this win is for all the players on that court (Yes, even the ones who graduated… can we ship rings to Marcus, Brice, and Joel James?) who had it ripped away from them in 4.7 seconds.

Oh, how things can change in one year.

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Mua hàng Mỹ trực tuyến với chương trình 12 Days of Deal (Ngày 1)

12 days of deals: Mua hàng Mỹ trực tuyến giá rẻ trong 12 ngày cùng Amazon.com (Ngày 1)

Cùng Xanh Lo mua hàng Mỹ trực tuyến giá rẻ với chương trình khuyến mãi “12 days of deal” của Amazon.com. Amazon lại tiếp tục tung ra 12 ngày khuyến mãi theo danh mục, là đợt sale off mở đầu tháng 12, là đợt Pre-Sale trước Giáng Sinh.

I. Mua hàng Mỹ trực tuyến trên Amazon danh mục Dụng cụ thể thao ngoài trời

1) Winmau Blade 5 Bristle Dartboard

Giá sản phẩm: $45.49 || Giá gốc: $64.99

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2) STIGA Advantage Table Tennis Table

Giá sản phẩm: $299.99 || Giá gốc: $449.99

Link sản phẩm: https://goo.gl/GRSn5N

3) Triumph Sports "Big Shot" 8-in-1 Two-Player Basketball

Giá sản phẩm: $87 || Giá gốc: $129.99

Link sản phẩm: https://goo.gl/2r1n4k

4) Triumph Lumen-X Lazer 6' Air Hockey Table

Giá sản phẩm: $314.30 || Giá gốc: $449

Link sản phẩm: https://goo.gl/NBBkVp

5) Arachnid Arcade Style Cabinet with Cricket Pro 800 Electronic Game

Giá sản phẩm: $244.99 || Giá gốc: $484.20

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6) STIGA Performance 4-Player Table Tennis Racket Set

Giá sản phẩm: $20 || Giá gốc: $49.99

Link sản phẩm: https://goo.gl/QF8Cvr

7) STIGA Performance 2-Player Table Tennis Set

Giá sản phẩm: $14.95 || Giá gốc: $26.99

Link sản phẩm: https://goo.gl/7RHVrn

8) Silverback LED Mini Basketball Hoop Set, 18" or 23"

Giá sản phẩm: $34.39 || Giá gốc: $45.85

Link sản phẩm: https://goo.gl/XMW941

9) Spalding NBA Zi/O Indoor/Outdoor Basketball - Official Size 7 (29.5")

Giá sản phẩm: $19.99 || Giá gốc: $44.99

Link sản phẩm: https://goo.gl/uY9AvH

II. Mua hàng Mỹ trực tuyến trên Amazon danh mục xe đạp thể thao (trẻ em và người lớn)

1) Schwinn Boys' 12-Inch Grit Bike,Orange

Giá sản phẩm: $64 || Giá gốc: $104.51

Link sản phẩm: https://goo.gl/inhk4K

2) Mongoose Legion L18 18" boy's Bicycle

Giá sản phẩm: $82.49 || Giá gốc: $139.99

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3) Schwinn Discover Women's Hybrid Bike (700C Wheels),White,28"

Giá sản phẩm: $189.99 || Giá gốc: $319.99

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4) Schwinn Balance Bike, 12-Inch

Giá sản phẩm: $47.99 || Giá gốc: $79.99

Link sản phẩm: https://goo.gl/v7AEMB

5) Schwinn Protocol 1.0 Men's Dual-Suspension Mountain Bike (26-Inch Wheels, Red)

Giá sản phẩm: $184.29 || Giá gốc: $347.77

Link sản phẩm: https://goo.gl/6LmGzX

6) Schwinn Discover Men's Hybrid Bike (700C Wheels),Black

Giá sản phẩm: $189.99 || Giá gốc: $329.99

Link sản phẩm: https://goo.gl/WDEghn

7) Schwinn Balance Bike, 12-Inch

Giá sản phẩm: $47.99 || Giá gốc: $79.99

Link sản phẩm: https://goo.gl/5waQZH

8) Schwinn Girl's Jasmine Bicycle, 16", Purple

Giá sản phẩm: $67.82 || Giá gốc: $124.99

Link sản phẩm: https://goo.gl/5JV694

9) Mongoose Expo Scooter 12” Wheels

Giá sản phẩm: $69.99 || Giá gốc: $89.99

Link sản phẩm: https://goo.gl/TBJNbx

10) Schwinn Balance Bike, 12-Inch

Giá sản phẩm: $47.99 || Giá gốc: $79.99

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function beginNewsletterFormmini() { jQuery.fancybox({ 'padding': '0px', 'autoScale': true, 'transitionIn': 'fade', 'transitionOut': 'fade', 'type': 'inline', 'href': '#newsletter_popupmini', 'tpl': { closeBtn: '<a title="Close" class="fancybox-item fancybox-close fancybox-newsletter-close" href="javascript:;">' }, 'helpers': { overlay: { locked: false } } }); jQuery('#newsletter_popupmini').trigger('click'); } #newsletter_popupmini{ /* background: rgba(0, 0, 0, 0) url("*//*skin/frontend/smartwave/porto/images/bg-popupdanhgia.png") repeat scroll 0 0;*/ border-top: 4px solid #08c; /*height: 325px;*/ margin: 0; padding: 40px 40px 25px; position: relative; text-align: left; width: 700px; }

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.hiddennn { display: none!important; visibility: hidden!important; } /*popup login*/ .nav-tabs { margin-bottom: 15px; } .sign-with { padding: 10px; } div#OR { height: 40px; width: 40px; border: 1px solid #C2C2C2; border-radius: 50%; font-weight: bold; line-height: 35px; text-align: center; font-size: 12px; float: right; position: absolute; right: -20px; top: 26%; z-index: 1; background: #DFDFDF; } .nav-tabs li a { display: block !important; } jQuery(function($){ function getvalueofdescorlink() { var lord = $("#linkordesc").val(); if(!lord.empty()){ $("#linkordesc_register").val(lord); $("#linkordesc_login").val(lord); $("#linkordesc_existsaccount").val(lord); }else { $("#linkordesc_register").val("Đang cập nhật"); $("#linkordesc_login").val("Đang cập nhật"); $("#linkordesc_existsaccount").val("Đang cập nhật"); } } $("#alertdontemail").hide(); $("body").on("click", "#btn_login", function () { getvalueofdescorlink(); var email = $("#email1").val(); var pass = $("#txtpass").val(); if(!email.empty() && !pass.empty()){ $("#formprocess").css("display","none"); $("#loaddingajax").css("display","block"); } }); function html_miniform() { var html = '<div class="form-group">'; html += '<label for="mobile" class="col-sm-2 control-label">'; html += 'Điện thoại'; html += '<div class="col-sm-10">'; html += '<input type="tel" name="txtsdt" id="txtsdt" required class="form-control" placeholder="Số điện thoại" />'; html += ''; html += ''; html += '<div class="form-group">'; html += '<label for="email" class="col-sm-2 control-label">'; html += 'Họ Tên'; html += '<div class="col-sm-10">'; html += '<div class="row">'; html += '<div class="col-md-12">'; html += '<input type="text" name="txthoten" id="txthoten" required class="form-control" placeholder="Họ Tên" />'; html += ''; html += ''; html += ''; html += ''; html += '<div class="form-group" ><label class="col-sm-2 control-label">Địa chỉ đường'; html += '<div class="col-sm-10">'; html += '<input type="text" name="txtdiachiduong" id="txtdiachiduong" required class="form-control" placeholder="Địa chỉ đường" />'; html += ''; html += '<div class="form-group" ><label class="col-sm-2 control-label">Thành phố'; html += '<div class="col-sm-10">'; html += '<input type="text" name="txtthanhpho" id="txtthanhpho" required class="form-control" placeholder="Thành phố" />'; html += ''; html += '<input type="hidden" class="checkaddredd" />'; $('#htmladdress').html(html); } function validateEmail(email) { var emailReg = /^([\w-\.]+@([\w-]+\.)+[\w-]{2,4})?$/; if( !emailReg.test( email ) ) { return false; } else { return true; } } $("body").on("keydown","#txtemail", function() { $("#alertdontemail").hide(); $('#btn_order_register').removeAttr('id'); $('.btn_order_register').attr('id','btn_order_register'); $('#htmladdress').html(''); }); $('#formdathangnhanh').keypress(function (e) { var key = e.which; if(key == 13) // the enter key code { // if(validateEmail(email)==true) // $("#btn_order_register").trigger("click"); return false; } }); $("body").on("click","#btn_order_register", function() { getvalueofdescorlink(); var email = $("#txtemail").val(); if(email.empty() || validateEmail(email)==false) { $("#txtemail").css('border', '1px solid red'); $("#txtemail").focus(); }else { $("#txtemail").css('border', 'transparent'); } if(!email.empty() && validateEmail(email)==true){ $("#formprocess").css("display","none"); $("#loaddingajax").css("display","block"); $.ajax({ url: "http://ift.tt/2vZFeGm", type: "post", data: {txt_email : email }, success: function (response) { if (response==1){ $('#htmladdress').html(''); $("#alertdontemail").hide(); $("#formdathangnhanh").submit(); }else { html_miniform(); $("#alertdontemail").show(); $('#btn_order_register').removeAttr('id'); $('.btn_order_register').attr('id','btn_order_register_change'); $("#loaddingajax").css("display","none"); $("#formprocess").css("display","block"); } }, error: function (jqXHR, textStatus, errorThrown) { console.log(textStatus, errorThrown); } }); } }); $("body").on("click","#btn_order_register_change", function() { getvalueofdescorlink(); var email = $("#txtemail").val(); if(email.empty() || validateEmail(email)==false) { $("#txtemail").css('border', '1px solid red'); $("#txtemail").focus(); }else { $("#txtemail").css('border', 'transparent'); } if (!email.empty()) { if ($("input").hasClass("checkaddredd")){ var diachiduong = $("#txtdiachiduong").val(); var thanhpho = $("#txtthanhpho").val(); var hoten = $("#txthoten").val(); var sdt = $("#txtsdt").val(); $("#txtsdt").keydown(function (e) { // Allow: backspace, delete, tab, escape, enter and . if ($.inArray(e.keyCode, [46, 8, 9, 27, 13, 110, 190]) !== -1 || // Allow: Ctrl+A, Command+A (e.keyCode === 65 && (e.ctrlKey === true || e.metaKey === true)) || // Allow: home, end, left, right, down, up (e.keyCode >= 35 && e.keyCode <= 40)) { // let it happen, don't do anything return; } // Ensure that it is a number and stop the keypress if ((e.shiftKey || (e.keyCode < 48 || e.keyCode > 57)) && (e.keyCode < 96 || e.keyCode > 105)) { e.preventDefault(); } }); if (hoten.empty()) { $("#txthoten").css('border', '1px solid red'); $("#txthoten").focus(); }else { $("#txthoten").css('border', 'transparent'); } if(sdt.empty()) { $("#txtsdt").css('border', '1px solid red'); $("#txtsdt").focus(); }else { $("#txtsdt").css('border', 'transparent'); } if ($("#txtdiachiduong")[0]){ if(diachiduong.empty() ){ $("#txtdiachiduong").css('border', '1px solid red'); $("#txtdiachiduong").focus(); }else { $("#txtsdt").css('border', 'transparent'); } } if ($("#txtthanhpho")[0]){ if(thanhpho.empty() ){ $("#txtthanhpho").css('border', '1px solid red'); $("#txtthanhpho").focus(); }else { $("#txtthanhpho").css('border', 'transparent'); } } if(!diachiduong.empty() && !thanhpho.empty() && !hoten.empty() && !sdt.empty()){ $("#formprocess").css("display","none"); $("#loaddingajax").css("display","block"); $("#btn_order_register_change").hide(); $("#formdathangnhanh").submit(); } }else{ $("#formprocess").css("display","none"); $("#loaddingajax").css("display","block"); $("#btn_order_register_change").hide(); $("#formdathangnhanh").submit(); } } }); $("#miniform").submit(function(e) { var ref = $(this).find("[required]"); $(ref).each(function(){ if ( $(this).val() == '' ) { alert("Vui long nhập link hoặc mô tả."); $(this).focus(); e.preventDefault(); return false; } }); return true; }); $("body").on("click","#btn_datnhanh", function() { var link = $("#linkordesc").val(); $("#linkordesc_miniformorder").val(link); if (!link.empty()) { getvalueofdescorlink(); $('#myModal').modal('show'); }else { $("#linkordesc").css('border', '1px solid red'); $("#linkordesc").focus(); } }); $(window).load(function() { /*orderform dat nhanh*/ }); });

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