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@ssstricklake
Stricklake Month - Week 1 - COMFORT
Walter has been ‘dozing’ on the couch (jaw slack and snoring) for, well, a while when the sound of the garage door opening jerks him into consciousness. He yawns and stretches his arms up over his horns, and is more than a little surprised when he glances at their old DVD player to check the time.
Barbara should have been home hours ago.
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I love how both my original characters I have planned for my OTP’s first child are so similar in that they’re both considered beauties and yet they have that one feature that they oh so casually but totally purposefully use to their advantage in scaring the piss out of fuckboys who would dare mess with them.
“totally purposefully use to their advantage in scaring the piss out of fuckboys who would dare mess with them.”
*cough*
I’M SORRY I COULDn’T RESIST.
(BONUS: PARENTS FIND OUT ABOUT THIS INCIDENT)
Oh God, look at my precious girl not TAKING any shit. You go, baby girl!
(That boy looks like the unholy spawn of Roland and Steve, and I thoroughly approve. Also, the fact that he says “I don’t bite” would have been a perfect opening for Cassandra to sweetly say “But I do!” because yup, girl has some impressive fangs when she’s in her Changeling form)
God, but I love how you draw Walter. Strickler’s so proud of his girl, striking fear in mortal hearts already with a mere look, what a wonderful start to her reign of terror. It’s Daddy-Daughter bonding at its finest XD
Also, in regards to your tags…
#trollhunters#my art#i gotta stop doing this#but#i don’t want to#because susie is a goldmine for ideas
First off, bless you. Secondly, you do realize that this is just encouragement for me to come up with even MORE to share with you? Goodness, but it’s a temptation I wouldn’t even WANT to fight….
This is adorable! Thank you so so so much for doing this, you spoil me so!
well, that didn’t go as planned…
So @suzie-guru posted this and I was gone? So very gone.
[she missed you]
[don’t fuck it up]
[she might poke your eye out with her glasses though so, like, be careful]
Knife Family +Cereal
Jim Lake Jr Aesthetic
Finally drew the changeling bae
By the way, when I say Cassandra has Strickler’s eyes, I mean she has both his eyes, not just the gorgeous green gaze of his human form.
Barbara and Strickler find they must have their babysitter alternate between Jim, Toby, and Claire because everyone else will start shrieking their head off when their darling little girl has a temper tantrum and her eyes start glowing like the fires of Hell.
I WAS INSPIRED
sorrynotsorry
also jim would be a great older brother
SCREAMING
OH MY GOSH, I COULD KISS YOU, I LOVE THIS SO MUCH.
OK, I’M COMING INTO THIS HEADCANON ON A FREIGHT TRAIN. (also, I blame @humanityinahandbag, it’s her doing, she made me cry about babies)
Jim never expects to like this child, because, first of all, it’s Strickler’s child (That he made. With Jim’s mother.) and second, well, when you grow up as an only son, and the only person with siblings that you know is your girlfriend (who is very chill about raising her brother, but it’s her brother), the concept of becoming the first child is sometimes hard to grasp. Toby keeps mentioning that Jim forgets about his Older Brother Instinct, which applies to everything that surrounds him. Jim, in return, points out that a) no, he does not have that, and b) it’s Strickler’s baby.
But then it just happens.
Because when Jim sits in the hospital, his mother, despite dark circles under her eyes, and hair in a shock of ginger, her breathing deep and measured and calmly tired, is glowing, and her voice, soft and warm like a blanket in her arms, makes him catch his breath, toeing on the edge of what looks like a brand new, completely unexplored life, with trepidation.
“This is Cassandra.”
Her fingers pull on a side of the wrapping, and a pair of eyes stare at him.
Large green eyes, that can fit the entire world in them, but that would be silly, because she is so small, with chubby puffed up cheeks and a beginning of a frown that Jim knows will define their entire relationship, and an upturned button of a nose, wrinkled in confusion.
And Barbara tucks in a bunch of barely visible, yet already red and unruly hairs right back under the baby cap, making those eyes shift with wonderment. “Cassie, this is your older brother, Jim.”
The baby, Cassie, responds with gurgling noises. Happy gurgling noises.
And just like that, without having a second thought, fear and uncertainty and light twitchiness in his fingers that has been bothering him for the last six hours - those were six long hours, with 5AM hospital coffee and statue-like Walter by his side, Walt, who still doesn’t say a single word (astonishingly since Strickler always has something to say, even if no one asked him), and spend the past ten minutes with his face buried in Barbara’s hair - vanished away.
And Jim falls.
Jim falls so hard he thinks his heart would give up, the hammering of rushing blood thumping in his ears, and he has to swallow with a dry throat, leaning forward, to let those eyes see him better.
“Hi,” he says, and the eyes - very intent, very focused, are all babies like that? - switch right back at him. “I’m your brother.”
His finger touches the soft bump of her nose. The frown, the Frown comes back, and the cheer offence and shock at such a barbaric action towards her person catches Jim off guard, she is going to cry and I’m going to die, turns him into a deer in the headlights of baby eyes - baby, who uses this to her advantage. She wiggles, giving her mother a start, getting out one plump baby arm, with five little nubby fingers, grabbing his offending finger, and sticking it right into her small pursed mouth.
Something touches his hair. Something is his mother’s hand, slim, kind. “Jim, baby, you are crying.”
“No, I’m not. He is.”
“No, I’m not,” Walt calls back from behind his mother’s ear.
Barbara just sighs. “What am I going to with you?” And her you, Jim realises, becomes bigger, greater.
Because now, there were four.
And here goes steampunk Strickler! Also tried more realistic style this time
Omg I don't even watch Trollhunters and thanks to that Walter glowy eyes gif set you just reblogged he's /hot/ W H Y U D O T H I S??
God, I know.
(Here, have a Sexy And He Knows It Strickler)
Stricklake Aesthetic
My comic for a more…alternative ending to season 1. I just want them to be happy.
Fake onion headlines: “Area teen shocked that his mother’s relationship with his demon-possessed principal has managed to progress to 1st base”
Bonus:
so i’ve seen this photo of (apparently) Barbara’s parents (from this post). And i couldn’t help
I spend the whole day drawing the top half, and an hour in the evening drawing the bottom. Where is justice.
Local man didn’t expect the hot single mom to actually be hot. (Headcanon: Walter never met Barbara before the series.)
Me too, Walter. Me too.
Barbara Lake Aesthetic
