Nesta Week Day 2: Mask
I had this stained-glass-mask-metaphor idea but it ended up a bit too abstract and confusing, so I simplified to a stained glass window of Nesta with her Dread Trove (and Atraxia) She's standing in front of a gradient representing Prythian, and contemplating how to slay her enemies.
Then a few mask-related Nesta doodles.
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Devastated that Trucy met Klav in June and the Gavinners disbanded in July bc otherwise she would have been printing out Gavinners Valentine's cards for the agency and pretty much everyone she knows. I think she still prints out Klav ones to give to Apollo, though. He blushes and grumbles, but he kept them all.
As a treat, here are some AA valentine's cards to put in your friends' boxes.
You know something that I’d like to see with the Illyrians? Clothes that actually fit the environment of the Illyrian Steppes. It’s described to be very cold, with brutal winds (duh it’s called Windhaven) but their battle armor just doesn’t really fit that? Even Nesta is like “yo I’m freezing where is the furs?” and Emerie is like “yeah it’s pretty expensive.” Yall, do you know how common hunting and furs would be? It would be a widely needed thing so maybe it’s more expensive if you’re not a hunter / you’re poor, but 1. They’re a warrior race in an isolated wilderness, they would for sure hunt, and 2. Clothes that fit the environment should be a pretty common thing instead of skin tight leathers. Skin tight leathers is crazyyyyyy when it’s that fucking cold. Like, yeah sure Cassian is like Illyrians are all about gritting your teeth and barring the cold, BUT I think your army dying of hypothermia might be important to avoid lmao. And when it comes to flying it can help, plus leather and furs is still light compared to other armor so I don’t think it would be too heavy for flying. They carry around a shit ton of metal weapons lmao.
And because I love visuals, I would love to see Illyrian leathers looking more like Mongol / Kazakhstan / Turkish, where weather is extreme and winters are very long and brutal.
I tried sketching the version of Eris that's always in my head, but I don't think I'm a good enough artist yet to properly draw it :)
Oh well, at least I managed to draw this! I'm really happy with it ^^
I gave him half-elf ears because he always gives me elf vibes, and earrings because I think he'd start wearing those a lot more Beron dies- as an act of rebellion, and to show that he is different from his late father.
Anyway, I'm going to go read more Azris now- hope anybody who sees this is having a good day!! 💅✨️💛💖
When you need to find that one Tumblr post for the fanfic that you're going to base it off of but you can't find it anywhere 😭
What if after that you spent decades trying to bring my decying, lifeless body home, while with every year, my last wish doesn't just become a promise to your brother- it becomes an obsession. Your eyes slowly become darker and stop reflecting what you see; they only see one goal anymore, Earth. What if every roadblock becomes a mortal enemy to you as you try to bring the pile of bones, the ones that used to contain my soul, back- they're stripped of their flesh because you had nothing to eat on one of those long, Europa days when you were stranded from the rest of your brothers in arms. In fact, what if those brothers slowly began looking at you differently, and you know they're talking through their suits about something, but they're not including you. You can tell they're afraid of you, afraid after that night where they dug you out of the snow to see you gnawing on my skeleton, the remains of my moldy flesh scattered on the floor around you and spattered on your face. You didn't mind. Everything was for me, after all. So what if the others minded? You only had to finish the war to get back; you only had to defeat everyone else. You had to hurt the people who had taken me away. And as your good memories of me faded, they became the scraps of life you clung to, because you no longer had anything else. Your brothers never understood why if was so important to you to get me back to Earth, never understood that it wasn't because of my last wish anymore, it was because everything else around you had faded into static and your only peace would be found from burying me in my native land. You weren't even sure what you would do after, but you didn't think about that, all you had to do was keep on putting one foot in front of the other; keep killing one person after another. And what if, as the faces blurred together, you accidently killed your family? Your pack, that had traveled along with you, now lay silent among the pink-stained ice and snow? Well, you were fighting a war. Casualties were bound to happen. It wasn't even really your fault, was it- they were holding you back, trying to make you see that you were slowly dying from some disease you contracted after eating my flesh. But you knew, of course, that that wasn't true. They were only trying to keep you from returning with your brother to Earth, to stay there forevermore. If they were right? You didn't care. You trudged on, through snow and ice and sleet and bullets and guns and fighting and death, even though you were getting slower with every step, you kept walking. And what if, in the end, you looked around and saw that not even my bones were there anymore; your soul was now lost somewhere in the rubble. What if you looked up and thought you saw a glimpse of blue and green, somewhere out there, and felt your heart stop, there amongst the snow.
What if, later, your body was found and brought back to Earth, and I was finally able to rest happily?
What if that's when it ends?
What if it goes on forever?
what if we were brothers in arms in the war torn landscape of europa and i held your bleeding wound as the blood stained the endless, blinding white tundra, your bated breath asking me to bury you back home and our last memory together was looking up to the swirling rings of color on jupiter. what then.
When I just want to talk about characters I've loved since childhood and learned valuable life lessons from but I remember the author's bullshit and the joy is gone. I wanted to post things and didn't.
No but imagine just how against HP characters would be against acephobia. Harry Potter point blank would not care. Sirius Black would verbally destroy her and throw hands if needed. He doesn't give a rat's bald arse she's supposed to be an old lady. Let's be real, Charlie Weasley is ace. The twins would go Umbridge mode on her. Even Tom Riddle would not discriminate based on asexuality. Oh you've mastered control over the urges of the flesh or risen above such mortal temptations? Good for you, he'd respect it.
once my exams end i'm gonna brainrot over my skk AUs again and YOU 🫵 will suffer with me
however i did make a playlist for my upcoming AU because i couldn't resist </3
Nesta Archeron.
Inspired by the art of @charliebowater
Dudes healthcare is so fake. My ADHD meds are $940 without insurance. But they gave me a website of "coupons" which straight up looks like a scam website, and I got it today for $60! Just a coupon from a random website and it was $900 cheaper. America, I am confusion!! America explain!!
A headcanon you will never take away from me is that Cassian’s choice of footwear is most definitely cheap ass flip flops he buys a new pair every week bc he wears them out but no one can get him to put his dawgs away
I want to finish writing and drawing the unfinished work, but the voices THE VOICES
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