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I don’t wanna sound overly dramatic, but as a trans woman of color i fucking love your human hattie design.
i REALLY love just how unapologetically beautiful this is. and I like how you actually incorporate and realistic features in her.
A lot of times when I see people design, trans woman they seem a lot more plastic and not like real living people so I really appreciate you doing that.
wow, thanks marina! i'm glad you like my human hattie design so much, funnily enough, her design was originally made up on the spot in a small mspaint doodle but it just stuck with me so much
(she actually wears a black, studded choker but I wanted to try drawing her without it)
You don' see many transfem designs with different noses
You don't see transfem designs who have their facial hair or body hair
You don't see many transfem designs that don't have breasts
It's important to show representation of all kinds, some transfems might keep their body/facial hair while others don't keep it. Some transfems may not wear padded bras while some do wear padded bras. So on and so forth, for everybody who is trans
I'm glad that the design resonates so much with you, really! It's important to cover as many bases as possible when it comes to portraying a wide array of people, especially trans folk. Thank you so much again it means a lot!
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hello aqua! ty for reblogging my ask game💛 if you feel like it, would you answer underwater and one kiss for a f/o of your choice?
OMG thank you for making the ask game! I love the prompts and saw you were thinking of making an angst version so I'm super excited to see that one as well! :D
I'll use Marina! ^w^
Underwater : Describe what it’s like to be loved by your f/o. What would they say it feels like to be loved by you?
Being loved by Marina feels like the way fizzy drinks feel and taste. It's so exciting at first and a bit fluttery! Then mellows out into something so sweet it could just rot your teeth. In the good way! IT'S A GOOD TOOTH-ROT SWEETNESS.
As for Marina though, Marina would first probably give a very literal definition of love and what it feels like before just settling on saying; Being firmly surrounded by softness.
One Kiss : Describe you and your f/o’s first kiss.
Honestly, like the first kiss to the lips, was very casual. Having overly affectionate friends will do that for you haha. Marina initiated it though as Myst didn't want to cross a boundary. It was just, soft. And a little unsure, but mostly just testing. Myst leaned way to far into it though and they may have bumped noses from eagerness lol.
Chill Kill Asks
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Hiii!! I would love to know more about Minnie, if you're willing! How is she related to Marina? Was she ever part of the octarian army? How old is she? Also, I love her design so much, she's so cute!!!!
AHHHH thank you for asking !! I’m soooo willing to talk more about Minnie.. She’s related to Marina as her little sister!! In splatoon 3 I imagine her to be around 17 so that would make her around … 10 when Marina left to the surface?
Admittedly I havent thought much about if she was part of the octarian army yet? Logically she probably would have been (considering marina finished elementary training at NINE???) but part of me wants to say she wasn’t .. shrug
RAHHH I’m so glad you think she’s so cute !!!!! She’s literally my pride and joy and I was soooo nervous to share her online but like .. I couldn’t just NOT share her Yknow.. she’s so silly
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@fallenstcr sent '⭐️' for a headcanon about marina and beau .
it was a thursday when she’d realized she’d fallen in love with him . skies were partly cloudy , sun still peaking out enough to make it warm enough to have on a tank top and not be cold . they’d been seeing each other for a while , things escalated quickly from sneaking around her into his bedroom to actually dating though it was all still under a heavy veil of secrecy. it was their fourth date — and marina’s turn to take the reins on planning. she’d stressed over what to do for days. didn’t want to pick something too exciting only to disappoint him when she couldn’t keep up with the adrenaline but feared picking something too boring would cause him to … well … get bored .
she’ll never forget how much she hated having to sneak around with him, or how much her hand ached each time she had to restrain herself from reaching down to intertwine their fingers. but it wasn’t all bad , secrecy made their time alone feel all the more sweet .
she’d told him to meet him at her house at 6:00 and in true beau fashion he’d gotten there at 5:55 , she was practically pushing her parents out the door so she and beau could have the house to themselves — not that they’d been spending too much time in it until later. she stole a kiss from his lips before anything else , digits interlock as she pulls him into her house and locks the door . they get … distracted for a few minutes , takes all but prying herself off of him for them to get to where they’re actually going .
she leads them back to her family’s barn , grand reveal being two horses waiting for them while grazing on the grass. she can tell he at least tries to resist his laughter with the way it sputters out past his lips , and she doesn’t hesitate to whack him on the arm for teasing her . it’s only when she explains that the horses are meant to take them somewhere that he finally begins to lay off on the jokes . soon after she’s the one that starts laughing , hand covering the giggles that pour out of her mouth as she watches him struggle to saddle up on the horse . she still makes fun of him for it even though weeks have passed.
part of her’s grateful beau has about as much grace as a baby deer learning to walk. he took so long that the sun had just begun to set when they eventually got to start on their path. the ride was beautiful, sky painted different shades of orange and pink, hooves crunching the grass beneath them while she lead them up the hills of her family’s property.
the couple’s grown quite fond of picnics, it’s like their own little slice of heaven. somewhere where they don’t have to pretend— somwhere they can just be together .
that was the big surprise, blue checkered picnic blanket spread out along the top of a hill that looked over their town for miles . brown woven basket sat in the middle filled with all of his favorite foods — including the barbecue from the place downtown that always had a wait upwards of two hours .
eyes were practically sparkling with pride , never had the chance to spoil someone the way she wanted to. never really wanted to until she met him .
marina hopped off of her horse with ease ,while beau somehow managed to look worse getting off than he did getting on. fingers didn’t miss a beat before they were intertwined with each other , bodies still kept close enough to touch even as they sat down .
they ate , talked , laughed — even had a competition to see how many grapes they could throw in each other’s mouths ; marina likes to argue that both of them were equally terrible even though more than half of the grapes she threw managed to hit beau in the eye.
she never wanted it to end. time had flown by so quickly that she barely even noticed the sky had gone dark. it was hard to pay attention to anything else when he was he around.
eyes were gazing up at the sky, her head resting on his chest , ears pretending to listen to him speak but all they could focus on was the beating of his heart — unconsciously looking for reassurance that he was real , that they were real .
laying there with him was the first time she felt afraid to lose something, warmth of his fingertips grazing over the skin of her shoulder leaving goosebumps in their wake. she was never religious like her family, but here she found herself praying that she’d never know a day where moments like this didn’t exist.
it was then when she knew : she was in love .
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