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even if things were different, even if they swapped sides, nothing would change in the end
Back in the Mizisua trenches once again
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I've been poking away at this one for a few weeks now but I finally put in the effort to finish it off.
If this looks like a skin you'd like to try, you can find it on my github.
before you ask - no, I'm not planning on making a dark mode. yes, you're free to modify my code to suit yourself.
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Hey hey Grace's yellow rain jacket foreshadowing his eventual role. His yellow jacket blending in with the astronauts before he even knows he's one of the crew. Facing Stratt telling her he can't be an astronaut and he's already wearing their colours.
love and grief are two edges of the same sword
stratt makes me. so upset. she didn’t want to be seen as a monster, the cruel, calculating dictator with zero regard for morality even though that’s what she had to be. she tried so hard to fight it, in small ways, the boat parties, her song, all the art aboard the Hail Mary and the astronaut’s favorite clothes, pictures, and objects. The Earth beanbag, the stupid science shirts, the projection room and the karaoke machine. all the while she was desperately trying to prove she still cared, she could still be human and love and try to be kind where she could. and then when grace said no, forced her hand, it shattered whatever shred of humanity she had left. now she is undoubtedly the monster, the murderer. his last memories of her should have been kind, if it had gone as planned, it would have been as gentle as possible. but he had to go and ruin it, and now she has no hope of rising from that final, ruthless blow, severing her completely from the humanity she sacrificed everything to save.
Thinking about what the meaning of "You believe in God?" "It's better than the alternative" becomes when specifically Eva Stratt says it. Better than the alternative, which is that there is no power in all of this that is higher than me
I love her sm
My fragile god, fading fast.
marriage . 。 .: *☆
His raincoat was never packed, because obviously he wouldn't need it in space—I wonder sometimes if Stratt held onto it for any amount of time.
Something something getting someone out of their shell & shucking clams?
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— shrink it down to nothing, forgetting what thе pain is for [x]
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