when men who idolize rust as some sort of pessimistic nihilist sigma king make a post about him being philosophy goals or whatever that means i hope they die and do better but when a woman does it's like yes queen he's just like you at 19 i understand
Yong and Nuru were pretty hard for me to design mostly because I knew I wanted to change their original designs already.
I mostly kept Yong’s outfit similar but I wanted to add some more flare to it! So I added some fur lining to separate up the red top (similar to the yellow on his original design just…more silly), added some more embroidery designs (fireworks and a dragon), and then his hair should resemble flames sort of. Because well…fire kingdom…
AND THEN NURU. Lord I could not imagine doing the trials in a dress…so I wanted to change her clothing up to still be regal but more athletically friendly. I took HUGEEE inspiration from revolutionary girl utena and some previous designs I’ve seen of Nuru :3 I also knew I really wanted to keep the star chart though…so star chart cape exists now
the other day i walked around the golden lake w my love and the sun was setting hot and orange and we watched a brown duck preening through the weeds, ducking her head under the dark water. the cool lake swallowed up my tired feet to the ankles and we counted the dog walkers with their curly panting doodles and their handsome german shepherds and their whip smart little terriers and we admired the careful construction of a sand castle whose moat held determinedly against the lapping of the waves. we could feel in our chests the persistent thunderous thumping of celebratory music at the finish line of the lakeside 5k, welcoming each gasping runner across its bounds. and i felt like crying. i felt like curling into myself and crying. we walked through the swamp of the bird sanctuary afterwards and listened to the woods sing and croak and groan and then we went and got ube and yuzu gelato and devoured it suntired and sweating on the couch in our living room. and i was so overcome w a deep and true unshakeable happiness and a sort of confused grief that i wanted to sob and sob and sob.
I'm not allowed to be on social media for more than two seconds today but I just wanted to say that Laios will absolutely have his own reaction to all this as someone who would die for Falin but has also imprinted on Marcille as his Emotional Support Comphet White Girl Not-Girlfriend along the way
Once again thinking about that dream I had where the mechs lose the Aurora and have to travel in a rickety little ship across the cosmos in search of her... I don't remember anything about the dream except knowing that's what was going on. But I just think I'd be an immaculate fanfic.
(Also as a bonus idea if you like adding Lyfrassir to everything mechs (me I do that): what if they happen to be stranded on the same planet Lyfrassir has been hiding out on post Bifrost and enlist/beg for their help in finding the Aurora (to which they begrudgingly agree, probably hobbit style bc the hobbit is what inspired this idea). Also in this timeline we shall pretend Nastya came back from Out or while Aurora is out without the mechs she somehow finds and reconnects and Nastya? Idk but we're not having this fic without Nastya.)
misty’s gay little smile after saying natalie looks like she’d stab you. “stunning.” the fact that misty calls nat her best friend and she means that. the implication that misty probably doxxed the motel worker a while ago just in case and has had his address and social security number memorized since. yeah. (x)