Fanart: Artdump 001
Hello all!
We hope you've been enjoying what you've seen and read so far and -what is this? An artdump you say? An artdump including the 8059 children? You got that right! Below are a few drawings of Feliciano (or Felix) and his diabolical little sister Tryphosa, also known as Terry! These two are Yamamoto and Gokudera's adorable children, whom we hope you will all grow to love or something like that, just as Julie, Jess and I do!
Here be the art!
Even at the young age of seven, Tryphosa knew better than to wait for adults to cool off and come around after having a bad day - rather, she knew better than to wait for her papa to cool off, because as grouchy as he was, it always took either a few days or a few glasses of that funny-smelling drink that kind of looked like iced tea for him to start smiling again. Well, sometimes the drink made papa either break out into song or cry, but that was beside the point.
At the sound of her papa's car pulling into the driveway, Tryphosa, dragging her brother behind her, opened the front door and, with a squeal that almost sounded like a weird war cry, careened into her papa and wrapped her arms around his neck. Feliciano did the same - only without the war cry (Uncle Mukuro always said that yelling for no reason was impolite!) - and encircled his papa's waist with a laugh.
Gokudera immediately broke into a smile and, hauling his two children and a few grocery bags with him, he made his way into the house, offering to drive them to the ice cream parlor after putting away the groceries. Bad mood? What bad mood?
With a sickeningly sweet smile, Tryphosa nodded and let out a squeal of joy. Just as planned.
JESS: Aw, the kids jump Gokudera! :’D
JAY: Yup |’D In a few years, his back will be all “Owow, please no more ;A;”
Yama will just hold out a glass of milk: I told you you needed more calcium!
Dera: /crippled S-SHUT UP
Kids: Does this mean we get to park in the handicapped space now? :-DDD
Dera: /throws slipper at
JESS: Oh god, eventually there are days it’s so bad, Yamamoto and Felix have to drag Gokudera out of the house. Yamamoto gives Gokudera piggyback rides against Gokudera’s will.
JAY: LMAO YES
Terry: /disappears but returns with a pimp cane for Dera :-D
JESS: LOL Gokudera is like >:| the entire time, until everyone agrees he looks super-cool with it...
"D-Daddyyy, papa's being unfair!" Feliciano whined, reaching out to grab at his dad's shirt but to no avail. His arms were still too short and his papa's foot was a lot stronger than he thought feet could ever be. He willed his arms to grow longer, but when nothing
happened, he opted for the next best thing-- leaning down, he sunk his
teeth into papa's leg.
As papa's loud yelp echoed across the room, Felix thought to himself, Mornings were awesome.
When Yamamoto gathered Terry in his arms, she clung onto him with a tired yawn. She made to lean her head onto her daddy's shoulder when she squinted and twisted her face in confusion.
"Daddy - why's there a marshmallow-eating man hiding in the bushes?"
JESS: "Daddy, daddy, daddy! Guess what? Papa Dera said we can go to the zoo! Can we invite Uncle Sasagawa and Uncle Mukuro? Please?"
"You know," Gokudera starts, smiling as his son pulls and fiddles with his own hair, "for once I really like what you've made."
Haru sputters and looks almost affronted. "Hahi? What do you mean for once?" she asks, crossing her arms over her chest.
Gokudera shoots her a flat stare. "I was worried you'd make a Cinderella dress for him."
She stares back. "Do you want Haru to? I could make you one too - you would both look beautiful in dresses!"
She laughs as Gokudera promptly chokes on his coffee.
Gokudera stared for a bit, open mouthed as Yamamoto snapped pictures of a cooing Tryphosa and a confused Feliciano.
"Are they..." Gokudera squinted, "... are they dressed up as our housepets?" Yamamoto laughed in affirmation.
"Yup, haha, Haru sent these from Japan the other day!" he pointed out, gathering Feliciano in his arms. Gokudera shook his head and proceeded to pick Terry up too. He pointed at an unwrapped box in the corner of the room.
"What's in there?"
Yamamoto looked back and shrugged. "Oh- matching princess dresses for you and the kids."
Gokudera almost dropped Tryphosa in his shock. “Fuck, I thought she was joking!”
We hope you've been enjoying what you've seen and read so far and -what is this? An artdump you say? An artdump including the 8059 children? You got that right! Below are a few drawings of Feliciano (or Felix) and his diabolical little sister Tryphosa, also known as Terry! These two are Yamamoto and Gokudera's adorable children, whom we hope you will all grow to love or something like that, just as Julie, Jess and I do!
Here be the art!
Even at the young age of seven, Tryphosa knew better than to wait for adults to cool off and come around after having a bad day - rather, she knew better than to wait for her papa to cool off, because as grouchy as he was, it always took either a few days or a few glasses of that funny-smelling drink that kind of looked like iced tea for him to start smiling again. Well, sometimes the drink made papa either break out into song or cry, but that was beside the point.
At the sound of her papa's car pulling into the driveway, Tryphosa, dragging her brother behind her, opened the front door and, with a squeal that almost sounded like a weird war cry, careened into her papa and wrapped her arms around his neck. Feliciano did the same - only without the war cry (Uncle Mukuro always said that yelling for no reason was impolite!) - and encircled his papa's waist with a laugh.
Gokudera immediately broke into a smile and, hauling his two children and a few grocery bags with him, he made his way into the house, offering to drive them to the ice cream parlor after putting away the groceries. Bad mood? What bad mood?
With a sickeningly sweet smile, Tryphosa nodded and let out a squeal of joy. Just as planned.
JESS: Aw, the kids jump Gokudera! :’D
JAY: Yup |’D In a few years, his back will be all “Owow, please no more ;A;”
Yama will just hold out a glass of milk: I told you you needed more calcium!
Dera: /crippled S-SHUT UP
Kids: Does this mean we get to park in the handicapped space now? :-DDD
Dera: /throws slipper at
JESS: Oh god, eventually there are days it’s so bad, Yamamoto and Felix have to drag Gokudera out of the house. Yamamoto gives Gokudera piggyback rides against Gokudera’s will.
JAY: LMAO YES
Terry: /disappears but returns with a pimp cane for Dera :-D
JESS: LOL Gokudera is like >:| the entire time, until everyone agrees he looks super-cool with it...
"D-Daddyyy, papa's being unfair!" Feliciano whined, reaching out to grab at his dad's shirt but to no avail. His arms were still too short and his papa's foot was a lot stronger than he thought feet could ever be. He willed his arms to grow longer, but when nothing
happened, he opted for the next best thing-- leaning down, he sunk his
teeth into papa's leg.
As papa's loud yelp echoed across the room, Felix thought to himself, Mornings were awesome.
When Yamamoto gathered Terry in his arms, she clung onto him with a tired yawn. She made to lean her head onto her daddy's shoulder when she squinted and twisted her face in confusion.
"Daddy - why's there a marshmallow-eating man hiding in the bushes?"
JESS: "Daddy, daddy, daddy! Guess what? Papa Dera said we can go to the zoo! Can we invite Uncle Sasagawa and Uncle Mukuro? Please?"
"You know," Gokudera starts, smiling as his son pulls and fiddles with his own hair, "for once I really like what you've made."
Haru sputters and looks almost affronted. "Hahi? What do you mean for once?" she asks, crossing her arms over her chest.
Gokudera shoots her a flat stare. "I was worried you'd make a Cinderella dress for him."
She stares back. "Do you want Haru to? I could make you one too - you would both look beautiful in dresses!"
She laughs as Gokudera promptly chokes on his coffee.
Gokudera stared for a bit, open mouthed as Yamamoto snapped pictures of a cooing Tryphosa and a confused Feliciano.
"Are they..." Gokudera squinted, "... are they dressed up as our housepets?" Yamamoto laughed in affirmation.
"Yup, haha, Haru sent these from Japan the other day!" he pointed out, gathering Feliciano in his arms. Gokudera shook his head and proceeded to pick Terry up too. He pointed at an unwrapped box in the corner of the room.
"What's in there?"
Yamamoto looked back and shrugged. "Oh- matching princess dresses for you and the kids."
Gokudera almost dropped Tryphosa in his shock. “Fuck, I thought she was joking!”