#stars are my fav thing

[qrbits]

penacony game night! 🍕🎮 (zoom in for a bunch of easter eggs :])

[raindrop-made-with-scribbles]

Got a little bit into star trek (disappears for the next 2 months)

[crystalliumdaisy]

redesigning star dresses part 1!

part 2 and part 3

notes and individual pieces below <3

keep this in mind i love the og stardresses! i just wanted to challenge myself and i’m an inspiring fashion designer!!! my goal was to create dresses that reflect the spirits and u could easily match them up.

these were my initial sketches, i wanted every dress/outfit to have a different colour and silhouette to make them more recognisable.

aries ~

- pink was the obvious choice for a colour. I didn’t want to use any major black like in the og design because aries design is so light and bright!

- i really think the og stardress hair is lacking. A fun fluffy 80s hair adds to the whole sheep aesthetic and creates a different silhouette to other designs.

- the 80s hair also inspired a more 80s look with fluffy legwarmers and big hoop earrings.

- i also wanted to bring in those pink pompoms on the side of aries dress so i made them star shaped and put them in lucy’s hair

taurus ~

- why put her in a bikini if she’s a cowboy??? this haunts me everyday.

- I couldn’t put her in mainly black and white cos that’s virgo i comprised and landed on a brown.

- for inspiration it was pretty obvious to go with a cowboys and the wild west! i always disliked the one leg pants her og design has so i modified it to a cut out.

- her og design was a mix of the aquarius and scorpio one and it always didn’t stand out to me, so i think by exaggerating the cowboy aesthetic it stands out much more.

gemini ~

- her og design is actually one my favs. so i really only made minor changes

- the colours stood out against other dresses and were easily identified as gemini. the dual colour symmetrical dress is a great way to reflect the double spirit.

- Gemini is a pretty symbol spirit so to reflect them i used circular shapes and organic lines. i changed the head piece mainly because i struggled drawing it but i realised it made the design too top heavy anyways.

- i extended the dress width and length mainly for silhouette reasons (she wears so many skin tight dresses) as well as to give a nod to the dresses the alternate geminis wear.

cancer ~

- my issue with cancer star dress isn’t the dress itself. I actually love the dress in the manga. it’s the colour. WHY IS GREEN?!?

- if it weren’t for the symbol i wouldn’t be able to match this dress with cancers design, so it had to change.

- other than that there’s no major differences, the ribbon tie is meant to resemble scissors, i love the claw shape hair ties in the og design so i brought them back and i brought the stripes in cancers top to her bow.

leo ~

- i was inspired by beauty and the beast, in the movie the beast kinda looks like lion.

- i swapped the yellow and black in the og design since it has a pretty similar colour story to virgos dress. The og kinda gets lost next to leo since the black doesn’t have variation and leo is in a deep black too.

- i wanted to make her hair bigger like a lions mane and curled around her face.

[rot-to-the-core]

i really like the headcanon that aventurine texts like a boomer because he doesn't spend time with teenagers and mostly uses tech for work purposes and dr ratio has picked up some slang from his students

that being said i can't stop laughing at the idea aventurine discovering stickers on microsoft teams and whatsapp good morning gifs and texting like this as a result

vs ratio 😭

[neon-draws-sometimes]

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[gabberblabber]

I want more aventio/ratiorine fics with Ratios inner monologue about Aven. Of him being hopelessly in love with Aven like he is. Especially ones that contradict how he speaks out loud or makes him sound like the softie that he is or sounds like the aventurine fans talking about him lol like "god hes beautiful" "hes so out of my league" "i want him" "i hope our children have his eyes" and then hed go "WHY WOULD I THINK THAT '^'!!!"

[itsredpaint]

the dragon yearns (yingxing is tired)

[romatito]

So sorry if I asked you this already but how would you interpret Romano’s relationship with Lithuania?? Part of me thinks they may have had a friends with benefits situation or something like that when living in America, but then lost touch after Lithuania was under Soviet rule only to reconnect after the end of the cold war. I feel like today they’re probably pretty good friends, and they are pretty close with America as well and go to visit New York City to check out all the areas they used to hang out at during the roaring 20’s.

HI hello i have been sitting on this for a bit because ive literally been thinking about the relationship between these two recently and i wanted to answer it when i could actually get this sketchy art out lmao. i pretty much agree with everything you said lol, i think they do have a bond that developed during their time living together before the depression hit, and i love seeing other people explore that!

(more of my thoughts under the readmore lol)

i think that initially, it was awkward between them just because they are in two Very different places when they make it to america lol. lithuania may have been poor but he's finally getting space away from the russian empire, able to enjoy being himself again after the assembly of vilnius put an end to russification policies. romano, on the other hand, is suffering the ill-effects of the unification, and poverty is so terrible in his half of italy that tons of his people are emigrating in order to escape it -- once again the lesser italy brother. all of that, coupled with romano's standoffish personality and lithuania's tendency to make himself sick with worry, made interactions... difficult. i think america's blunt, unapologetic nature kind of forced them to interact more than they would have and without him, it would have taken a lot more time for them to settle around each other lmfao.

ofc once they're both more comfortable around each other, i think they keep a close friendship that others don't really expect! like they don't talk too much but they're both glad to see when the other is doing well -- and they'll stand up for one another if the situation ever calls for it.

[dizzybizz]

that one cyborg cowboy from my gaym

[lemm-moxx]

the fact the t.u.a is mainly a chromatic is driving me insane so i wanted to do a mockup of what a scene from a not inside the stupid achromatic capitalism dimension animation would look like

[tojiscrack]

to my all little liars!! (edit: wtf happened to my english? 😭)

we’re at 24.6k words rn 😟 if you plan on reading it next week, i recommend you read it on the weekends when there’s no school or work for you waiting in the morning 😀

calling in the troops rn ‘cause there’s still one final scene i have to write and it’s gonna be LONG (this isn’t including the bonus scene btw) but it’s extremely important for the story to continue, and without it, the rest of the story literally cannot go on 😭

we’re locking in guys. it’s 100% gonna border 30k words for sureee. sm has happened in that ONE chapter and i literally cannot wait to release it for all of you, you have no ideaaa

gonna go to bed and then wake up, study, break, write for the fic, repeat. had to randomly drop an update here cuz i’ve been edging you guys for so long i’m sorryyy, but it really is nearly here <333

edit: fck it guys i’m writing it rn (the immediate comments got me motivated)

[toucheholland23]

I offer some lineups of our batchers + tayvah in this bad batch eve ✨

[keyotos]

oh how the mighty have fallen

summary ⎯ gepard has forgotten how much he’s missed his childhood friend. it seems as nothing as changed between you two, except for the fact that you guys aren’t friends anymore: you are practically enemies.

tana’s words ⎯ having hella gepard enemies to lovers brainrot rn. reader is an ex-lawyer btw.

tags ⎯ childhood friends to enemies to lovers. possible pining. or rather gepard misses reader and wants you back. but he also is kinda against you bc you literally are going against the law. it’s complicated

THE LAST PLACE GEPARD expected to see you was the golden theater. you’ve been m.i.a. for two years; gepard thought he’d never see you in public again. ever since a rocky incident took place two years ago, nothing has ever been heard or seen about you.

gepard didn’t know how to approach you. the last time you two had spoken, you weren’t on the best terms. in fact, the last time you two have spoken to each other, it ended up becoming a screaming match.

it’s for the better if i leave, gepard thought. gepard was getting ready to part until you turned. you locked eyes with him for a second before whispering, “gepard.”

you guys stared at each other for a few minutes. you haven’t seen him in two years. you’ve heard news of him, but you haven’t seen him. you tried to avoid him after your falling out two years ago.

gepard walks closer to you, armor filling in the noise that gepard cannot create. he stands by your side, like a guard rather than a friend, and his posture is perfect.

the sight makes you sick.

you look him up and down. your eyebrows furrow, because he hasn’t changed. he is still the same. he is still following cocolia’s orders; still a rule-follower; still uptight.

“you’re still the same, aren’t you?” you sipped on your champagne glass. the drunker you are, the more easier this situation will be.

“i’m sorry?” gepard raised an eyebrow.

“you haven’t changed at all. you’re like⎯ the same as two years ago,” you chuckled.

“how would you know?” gepard shot back, “we haven’t spoken in two years.”

“oh please,” another sip, “i was your best friend. i know you, captain. don’t deny it.”

gepard crossed his arms over the balcony. you were right. you did know him. he wondered if you knew that he missed you sometimes. he wondered if you felt the guilt he felt for what had happened that night, two years ago.

“how have you been?” gepard attempted. it’s not every day you see your ex-best friend after two years.

you turned, gave him a look that read are you fucking serious, and replied, “fine. you?”

“fine,” he mimicked. so much for small talk.

“why are you here?” you spat, “don’t you have to play rock-paper-scissors with some guards or something? or kiss cocolia’s ass?”

your harshness took him back. he may not have changed throughout the years, but you definitely have. you’ve gotten harsher; when you address him, your voice is no longer uplifting, but cold.

“don’t bad-mouth madam guardian in public,” gepard tried his best to warn you, “you’ll be in huge trouble.”

“oh i’m so terrified,” you mocked, “so what? what’ll she do? force me into prison like she’s done to others? or do you think she’ll throw me to the blizzard?” you scoffed.

“yn⎯”

“please don’t ‘yn’ me,” you frowned. you chugged the rest of your drink; you can’t do this without being drunk. having to face gepard was already hard enough, but having to face him sober?

gepard went silent. he felt like he was floating around you; he wasn’t seeing you, he was seeing a ghost. a shell of your former self.

two years ago, he hadn’t realized the damage that cocolia had done to your life. now, he realizes that it affected you more than he had thought.

“your favorite play is playing today. that’s why i came,” gepard mumbled.

you turned towards him once more, now looking him in the eye. “why?”

“i don’t know,” gepard sighed. the way his shoulders sagged after he sighed made him look exhausted, and you found yourself feeling bad for gepard.

gepard knows the reason why he came. he came because it reminds him of you; the you before cocolia. the happier, livelier, version of you. it reminds him of his best friend.

you would be lying if you said you didn’t miss gepard. you missed him a lot. sometimes, he was the bane of your existence; sometimes he was the person you despised the most. but other times, he was your best friend; the person you grew up with, the person you developed feelings for.

that’s why it hurt so much when he chose cocolia over you this same night, two years ago.

you couldn’t help it. your instincts took over. you moved closer to gepard. “not going to turn me in tonight, captain?” you joked.

gepard laughed, feeling better now that you made a singular joke with him, “no. i’m not.” i’d never, he wanted to add.

“i have a new favorite play,” you added. you missed him so much.

“oh really?” gepard’s heart quickened as you leaned closer into him.

“mhm. it’s playing after this one,” you yawned. your head slightly tilted near gepard’s shoulder, and gepard wanted you to lean on his shoulder so badly.

“are you tired?” gepard asked, leaning down to observe how you look.

“a little. i’ll manage,” you laid your head down on the balcony rim.

“you can lay your head on my shoulder, if you’d like. i doubt the balcony is comfortable and supportive,” gepard stood high and mighty.

“you’re one to talk about being supportive,” you quipped. and then you realized that now was not the right place to start making jokes like those. you turned your head away from gepard. “thank you for the offer,” you murmured.

it was silent for the rest of the play.

when the next one was about to go on, you got out of your seat and left. gepard knew he had no right to follow you. he had no right to tell you to come back. but he did anyway.

you were storming out of the golden theater when you heard footsteps trail behind you. you immediately knew it was gepard. not because of context clues, but because you knew the sound of his walk.

“what is it you want, gepard?” you desperately cried. you couldn’t deal with this right now: you can’t see him again. “why must you come back? i thought we agreed that we would part ways two years ago.”

why does he come back? is it because he misses your company? your gossip-filled brunches? the way your hand would grab his when you were worried? the sparkle of your eyes? the way your smile could provide warmth for the entirety of belobog?

“i don’t want to part ways, yn,” gepard called back. “you are my enemy. i’m not supposed to be around you. i am supposed to legally arrest you. but i can’t⎯ won’t. i miss you, yn.”

you ran your hands through your hair, “you’re not allowed to miss me. you’re not allowed to even be seeing me,” you cried out again. “if this is some ploy to get me in prison, gepard, i swear to⎯”

“it’s not!” gepard grabbed your arms. his grip was desperate and clingy, as if he was trying to glue you into the floor. but it softened, like he knew you would leave. “please. i don’t want to leave you again.”

“our,” you paused. at the time, you two were in the middle of figuring out your feelings to each other. you didn’t really know what you guys were, “friendship ended the moment where you chose cocolia over me.”

gepard sighed, “please. please, yn, i’m sorry. i will atone myself to you forever if you allow me to. but i simply cannot let you leave again. i’ve missed you. that was the reason i came tonight: i missed you, so i went to remind myself of the only thing i have of you.”

“you anger me sometimes, you confuse me, you rack my brain constantly. but throughout all of that, i miss you, yn. you’ve been with me from the start. please,” gepard begged, “i don’t want to lose you for a second time.”

his hands are still wrapped around your arms. he’s close⎯ gepard is at least a few inches away from you. he’s breathing rampantly, like he’s exhausted. his eyes are searching your expression and he looks desperate for an answer.

you’ve missed him immeasurably. there was not one day where you haven’t thought about him at least once. you missed his touch; craved it on some nights.

but your relationship? your friendship? that will need rebuilding.

however, gepard seems honest. he genuinely wants you back in his life. you are his best friend. you know him. you know his personality, his fears, his life. you hate him but you also love him. and you know that he is willing to atone for you.

you release yourself from his grip to scramble for a piece of paper and a pen. once you find a sheet of paper from the empty ticket booth, you rip it in half and scribble down an address.

“i practice independent law now,” you handed gepard the paper, “still trying to help others, i guess.”

you look up at him, “i hope i do see you more often,” you reach for his cheek, guiding his face to look down at you, “and i hope you keep your promise.”

you look at gepard with hope in your eyes, hope that you never had two years ago. gepard tries hard to bite down the smile that is coming. seeing your hopeful expression is an achievement greater than all.

you caress his face one more time. you think about kissing him, but you would save that for another night. you take him in for the first time in two years: gepard is different. he’s more exhausted, more weary. he is not the same, as you previously thought.

but you aren’t either. and if you two are different than you were two years ago, maybe, just maybe, things will work out better this time.

[disappointparents]

missing something you can never go back to etc etc

[bluesngolds]

When the spirk fic hits you with the:

“I believe you are laboring under a misapprehension.”

[shoyoist]

wanted to show yall these photos of orion and canis major that i took the other night

♡.