Strawberry Gyrus From The Other Day! Saw This Outfit On Pinterest And It Immediately Made Me Think Of

Strawberry Gyrus from the other day! Saw this outfit on pinterest and it immediately made me think of him (because of course it did)

You know its game time when I gotta colour the concept art to make sure it looks right lmao

I whipped the loose sketch up real fast on debut day but I wanted to play around with the colours and composition a bit before I get to, you know, actually drawing it lol. This might take me some time so were posting the wack one for now!

i've brought you a slice of pizza with a totally normal amount of pepperoni on it -ww

STOP PLEASE IT'S TOO MUCH PEPPERONI OH MY GOD 😭

biting you harder. i'm gonna rip your arm off but in like. an affectionate way -ww

Please don't I kin Gyrus Axelei but not that much. I am not smart enough to make a fancy robot arm for myself until it magically comes back with the power of escaping the inner layer of a timeloop pocket dimension.

You have no idea what I'm saying do you

i'm biting you at this very instant -ww

Patting you on the head and gently asking that you let go ^^

// NIMONA SPOILERS //

Seriously skip this if you haven't watched it for the love of all that is queer

Okay so, watched Nimona, obviously loved it a. Normal amount. Totally not obsessed. But this isn't a movie review, I want to talk about a particular scene that broke my heart the worst out of all of it (and there were a fair few moments worth that same sentiment).

Nimona's death scene.

Nimona sacrificed herself for a society that was brought up to loathe and despise her. It wasn't their fault that they were born into a 1000 year old society that raised them to fear her, but she was forced to live with the consequences of their negative mindsets. During the final climax towards the end of the movie, they hurled weapons her way for as long as they could, with as much force as they could muster. And they didn't stop hating and hurting her until she DIED to save them all.

That part will never not make me sob. Because it's a harsh and devastating reminder that some people's stories, especially people of minority groups who are shunned or attacked for being who they are, don't ever get told until the worst possible scenario comes to pass. If she had lived, something good might have happened. Or a multitude of things that would have been much, much worse. It's only because she sacrificed herself that people were able to consider that maybe she WASN'T all they percieved her to be before assuming the worst without giving her a chance. Ow.