#coastalcake

Vixy is very princess coded LMAO XD

Sooo I saw @dip-n-sippy's artwork of wolf Vixy and rabbit Andy, so I wanted to draw them and the fanchildren in the au!

My refs!

(Back in the 1920s-1930s women were highkey shamed for being pregnant, so they would wear corsets or baggy dresses to hide their bumps!) (Also sorry for this, I just saw your announcement for the gingerale pregnancy! I didn't mean to interrupt! CONGRATS THOUGH!)

Don't be,I fw this HEAVY :3333

Look and Andy and his lil family brooooo🥹🥹🥹🥹 he loves them so much.

ALSO VIXY JUST PROUDLY HOLDING UP HER BABIES WHILE BLOODY AND CRACKED WILL NEVER NOT BE FUNNY TO ME😭😭😭😭LIKE GIRL CAN YOU SIT DOWN PLEASE

Through the grapevine, a really good job offer came up. Normally, the pay rate was $0.45 an hour; this new job was offering $5 an hour... This job needed someone to distribute crates to buyers for this little bakery. It seemed sketchy; the rag doll cringed at the ad. The feminine one looked up from the dress she was sewing, "Andy, don't look so upset. This might be a great job opportunity, and who knows, they might give you some sweet treats!" She snickered, the male playfully eyerolled, "You know what, I'll take the job just for you. I'll bring back something nice for you." Andy's boat was docked behind the bakery; no one was out in the back. A sigh came from the rag doll; the only things he could hear were the small woodland critters munching and the sweet hum of birds. He got off his boat and walked towards the front. It was a light brown, cottage-themed bakery with hints of baby pink, big windows with window box planters, and a sweet, soft smell of flowers. There was a sign above the door that said 'Dolled up Bakery'.

The door was wide open, guests buying loaves of bread, cookies, and pastries. Everyone was in a good mood; the feeling was intoxicating. Andy then noticed a porcelain doll running the bakery. He felt his shoulders tense up. Porcelain dolls cause so much trouble, and Andy didn't want to go through that again. Babette was already a lot to handle. The porcelain doll had vibrant fuchsia pink hair that was put up in a fluffy ponytail, her skin was fair white, and her doll joints were barely visible. She turned her body towards the entrance, causing her sky-blue dress to swirl with her, wrapping around her body thanks to her rapid motion. She had thick black eyelashes and plump, soft red lips that pursed. Her eyes fluttered as they widened, her cheeks lit up a light pink once she faced Andy. Andy cleared his throat as he continued to stand his ground, "Hello, I'm here to pick up some crates." he said coldly. The woman's eyes lit up as she smiled brightly, "Oh yes! I'll go let Faith know right now! Come, come! Follow me!" She gestured with her hand. Andy watched as the woman walked towards the closed door. She opened it for him, "I'm Vixy, by the way..." Andy crossed his arms, "I'm Andy..." Vixy cupped her hands together as she tilted her head, "What a lovely name," she smiled lovingly. Andy couldn't help himself; a small smile appeared, but he quickly fixed himself.

The room was different in contrast to the bakery behind them. It was dark colours, a small kitchenette to the left and a closed-off room to the right. There was a circle-shaped carpet on the dark wooden floor, and the drains in the floor immediately caught his eye. Andy and Vixy walked towards the burgundy threatening door, the floorboards creaked under each step; one of the floorboards felt weak as if there was a hatch under the carpet, but Andy paid no mind to it, he had a job to do. He tilted his head towards Vixy, seeing her fidget with her fingers. She was nervous, which didn't ease his feelings. He felt like he was gonna get murdered here. Andy could hear two men talking in another room. The smell of what seemed like gasoline or acetone was so heavy it gave Andy a slight headache. Vixy picked up her pace and gently knocked on the door, "Faith-" she was cut off by a woman coldly responding, "Send in Ragged E." Vixy reached over and turned the knob, opening the door. Revealing a brunette woman in a brown pin-striped suit, she was writing some papers. This was Faith; she gestured her hand towards the chair in front of her. Andy stepped in and took a seat. Faith placed her pen down and slid the paper towards Andy. "This is a contract that we need you to sign. In short, it says you won't open the crates; you'll take these crates directly to their destination with no question." As Andy was about to speak, Faith added, "Then you'll be paid." Andy furrowed his brow, "Yeah... I don't do that; I expect the money up front." Faith's eyes narrowed, but her expression remained unchanged. "If you want to negotiate, we can negotiate." Andy raised an eyebrow, "I can adhere to the contract, but at the end of that sentence." Faith's lips upturned ever so slightly, "I see you have something up there after all. However, she crossed her arms and leaned further on the table; it felt as though the temperature in the room dropped. "You think I'd just hand over my money, let you take the cash and run?" Her gaze turned cold. "I don't take it lightly that people are trying to scam me out of my money, much less a Girls Toy, Mister Ragged E." Andy felt his blood boil; the two glared at each other. Both of the stares felt like daggers. "This is a generous offer, Andrew. I believe you wouldn't be "dimwitted" to decline..." Faith grinned. Andy thought of her as some kind of witch. As much as he wanted to decline, he did tell Ann he would go through with this, and he wanted to keep his word. His eyes slowly drifted down to the contract; it would be an 8-day voyage. Andy took the pen and signed his name. He felt like he was signing his soul away to the devil. The two stood up and shook hands as the job began. "Brady! Blu! Bring out the crates to the pier!" Faith demanded as she stepped out of her office.

Those 8 days came and went. Andy just wanted this to be over. Of course, the people who took the crates were just as weird. Andy docked his ship again and entered the bakery. Vixy took out a loaf of bread from the oven, and she saw Andy. She smiled brightly, "Welcome back!" For some odd reason, her very upbeat personality made Andy softly smile. Vixy placed the tray down and went to go get Faith. Faith very quietly and coldly counted through the dollar bills. Faith handed Andy $960; the transaction was quiet. Andy sighed as he was exhausted. "Just as a thank you for your help," Vixy replied softly, holding a box that had pastries in it. With everyone being so cold and rude, having his cheery and kind attitude did kind of lift Andy's mood. "Heh- I should be thanking you." Andy smiled, and Vixy placed the box down on the counter. "What's it like out at sea? Is it dangerous?" Vixy tucked a strand of hair behind her ear while looking up at Andy. Andy playfully scoffed with a soft chuckle, "Anyplace can be dangerous with the wrong people in it. I suppose it can be dangerous from time to time." Vixy's eyes said it all; she was charmed by Andy. "Do you have any scars from your times at sea?" Vixy asked, then quickly cupped her mouth with a gasp, "Oh! I'm so sorry, that was too personal!" Andy smirked as he rolled up his sleeve to showcase a few of his scars. Vixy's eyes widened as she saw his stitches, his patches, all Vixy could muster was "whoa..." Vixy lightly touched one of the stitches with her finger. "Did it hurt?" she asked. Andy tilted his head back, "No way, hehehe, you should've seen the other guy!" his eyes lit up as he recounted the story of how he got one of his scars. "-If it wasn't for my sister, I most likely would've lost this arm!" "Oh, you have a sister? You two should totally come by sometime! That's if you want to..." Vixy lightly blushed and gently kicked her leg with her hands behind her back, "I would love to get to know you more if you're interested." Andy playfully huffed and crossed his arms as he leaned down and rested his arms on the counter. "Well... I suppose, why not?" He smiled gently, "You're soft spoken, I like that," Vixy coquetted. Andy could feel his cheeks warm up. "Well, I- I- I don't," he stammered with a nervous chuckle. Vixy played with her hair as she watched Andy, twirling her hair with her finger. The sweet doll caught him off guard. Then, Faith cleared her throat. Looking unamused, signalling that she wanted to speak to Vixy. Andy frowned as he sighed, turning his head to Faith. The two had a small glare off, he turned back to Vixy with a soft smile, "I'll see you then." he took the box of treats she gave and softly waved to her. As Andy left, Vixy couldn't help but swoon over him, "He's so handsome..." A few days pass by, and the twins enter the bakery. Ann was in awe of the bakery. Vixy chirped and waved "hello! You must be Ann! Nice to meet you!" Ann's eyes widen to see another glass doll. She reminded her of another doll... Babette. She couldn't help but smile, "Hello. Andy told me about you, it's a pleasure to meet you." "Oh golly, you have such a pretty voice like your brother!" Vixy grinned. "Andrew, I can tell she's so sweet," Ann whispered, "She sure is..." Andy replied, not realizing what he just said. Vixy went behind the counter and pulled out some cherry tarts. "I just recently made a batch of Cherry tarts! They're my favourite to make! I hope you two like them!"

Really wanted to draw her looking fabulous and pretty! Can you guys spot some tiny references to a specific rag doll? My pose and outfit references!:

& hat and 'a' necklace = @dip-n-sippy!

Going back to my roots with this one XD! Back in the day, I used to make fanchildren for any fandom! Anyway heres some multi ship Vixy ship fanchildren!

THANK YOU TO THE LOVELY CREATORS THAT GAVE ME PERMISSION TO MAKE FANCHILDREN WITH THEIR OCS: Leblanc: @itskindafunky Ray: @s-kyloft Andy: @dip-n-sippy Sunday: @koriizkorner Vixy & Blu: Me!

First drawing after making Coastalcake canon! @dip-n-sippy!

Vixy likes seeing Andy blush lmao XD