the sky concept art masterpost!
i compiled a bunch of official sky concept art in a google drive folder because i got incredibly sidetracked looking at elder references. it’s not all illustrations; there are a few 3d images from the game’s development. i also included dev notes when available as well as the slides from the art of sky presentation.
google drive folder here - note that this is mostly for easy viewing and saving the images if you want. i’ll be listing the direct sources below
tom zhao’s sky concept art - a classic. over 200 images. concepts for basically every major aspect of the base game. includes lore, story beats, environment concepts, etc.
art of sky cotl - a presentation by yuichiro tanabe + cecil kim on the art of sky. i believe some of these images are the ones you can see in the office area? the slides themselves are in the folder but the important commentary is all here!
7 days of sky - includes concept art from tom zhao so you will see some repeated images here. this one has the most dev comments. goes through all realms minus eden as well as elders + creatures. originally posted on twitter as 7 separate threads but this is the easiest to view
tiffany hayashi’s tumblr + concept art - some early development sky concepts. commentary taken from tumblr, the concept art page is the art by itself with a few not posted to tumblr
ashley coad - some concept art for various seasons. i didn’t include the flight promotional pic in the folder since it’s Promotional but it’s there if you want to save it
IGN first - a 2017 article with some dev comments and images of sky in development
feel free to suggest anything i might have missed!
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hey, thank you for having and running this blog. you're doing the equivalent of gods work.
first, i'm sorry for the amounts of jerk anons you have to deal with. you literally articulate yourself very well and clearly, and still, people will find a way to twist it or not take it seriously. it reminds me of me "arguing" with terfs back in 2022 on twitter. (shudders.)
and second, how do you deal with the constant negativity? i have found myself doomscrolling the transandrophobia tag, and, well, to no ones surprise, my mental health is down the gutter. do you have any tips to deal with it? mainly with the transandrophobia in general? it is more than exhausting existing as a (gnc & enby) trans guy atm, and it's really getting to me. the thing is, I wouldn't mind it if it were non-queer bigots, but the fact it's coming from inside the community is devastating. i am more than hurt. this intense hatred for men and masculinity, queer, trans, or not, is incomprehensible to me. it never does anything good. anyone who says "i hate all men and anything masculine" is definitely going in the "yep that's either a radfem or a radfem hatchling" box. i partially understand as to why- i had a fear of men myself when i still identified as a girl, and slipped into the "all men bad. kill" side of the internet for a short while but ONLY because of this rhetoric ("you need to be afraid because there are men outside." , "men and masculinity are inherently predatory or dangerous")- but i got out of it because i saw how fucked it was eventually (thank goodness)- but nothing should ever be an excuse to excessively hate a gender or masculinity this badly. and its mostly gender essentialist bs anyways imo, so i do not understand it at all...it reminds me of people saying men/mascs cant be asexual because it's "in their nature to be sexual"- because testosterone. its hard. i just wish we all could respect each other. you're either "one of the bad bad evil men" or "noooooo not YOU. you're AFAB!! never!! youre a girl/woman in spirit!!" from my personal experience with terfs/radfems/idiots.
anyways, sorry for invading your anon space with this long rant, but i just wanted to leave this and the question. i hope you have a nice day/night, and thank you for reporting on transandrophobia as much as you do. it's sadly very much needed right now.
Thank you so much, this is such a kind ask to receive. To be honest with you: I don’t handle my mental health very well around it </3 It’s weighed on me pretty heavily these last few months especially. The things keeping me running this blog anyway are my passion for the transmasc community and lovely anons like yourself cheering me up. When it comes to trying to manage it, the most important thing for me has been finding people I can vent to about it who will understand. I’m lucky enough to have a wonderful discord server full of awesome trans people who will talk it through with me, and that’s been a life-saver. Staying offline for a bit and trying to engage in person with people who are unlikely to be transandrophobic towards you can be a nice relief. I catch myself doomscrolling constantly too, and it doesn’t feel great. If you need to set some sort of time limit on your phone even just to remind yourself not to do it, that’s helped me before and might help you too.
Having this much hatred levied at me for my identity from my own community lately has been devastating. I completely understand you. I’ve always been vocal about supporting transfems in particular, so it really hurts to see so many turn against me for speaking up. I understand how the queer community got this way, though. Antimasculinism has been an issue in queer and feminist spaces for ages. I think people are starting to notice it more and understand why it sucks and how much it negatively affects trans men and mascs. It feels like a losing battle sometimes with how much cultural feminism — the Men Bad Women Good flavor of pop feminism — has pervaded our communities and often led to very overt radical feminism that people still can’t always recognize because they don’t know anything about TERFs outside of them hating trans women. I believe the culture will start to shift soon such that people are able to recognize sexism and gender essentialism that harms all genders, and I will be doing my part to help that happen.
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Yandere best friend part 5
tw: I don't see any atm, if there is please do tell me thankx, mini rant in the authors note at the beginning
Minors n ageless blogz pls dni
as usual, no proofreading and my leg keeps twtiching but in a hurt ouch way. I feel really inadequate cuase i cant really do much atm and i cnat even cook for myself, have to eat whatevre my mom cooks for survival , im grateful she cooks tho
really short one today
enjoays
He tries to come to your home as much as possible. Treating you well as a loving spouse would. Today, he came in, already on the phone. Talking about something highly technical and confusing.
He would bring his fingers except his thumb, to his unmoving palm, quickly opening and closing them. A common greeting wave of his. A wink would always accompany that when he can't verbally express his salutations.
You watched him sandwich his phone between his raised shoulder and his ear, to free up his hand. He must have left his briefcase in the living room.
Your friend-- no, fiance, immediately got to work. He grabbed your folded wheelchair from the corner of your room and set it up for you. He tucked his hands under your thighs and signaled you to lean forward, which you did. He then tucked his other hands behind your back.
He carried you and gently placed you down on your wheelchair. All the while, talking about work on the phone. His voice never wavered and he never grunted, he made it look so effortless.
He fixed your hair, absentmindedly staring deep in your eyes as he chatter on with the caller.
Then, he walked behind you and wheeled you out of your dark room, into your parents' living room where you could get 'fresher' air and more sunlight.
Once he made sure you're in a comfortable position and in an appropriate location in the living room, he placed the TV remote control on your lap. Your fiance transferred his phone onto his left hand before pressing a light kiss on the lips, with his right fingers gingerly holding your chin.
He walked away and into the kitchen for privacy, loosening his tie in the process. It must be uncomfortable to wear that all day.
Your parents aren't home at the moment, that's why you get to conquer the television. You don't know what he told them, but they're suddenly quite intimidated by him. Alert and watchful of his every move, yet silent and refusing to address the metaphorical elephant in the room. You really doubt that your parents willingly allowed him to come back here after slapping you that day.
There is nothing good to watch on TV. You had a lot on your mind and that ruined every programme you came across. Moreover, your fiance's voice was bothering you.
After twenty minutes or so, you heard him express an amicable goodbye. Followed by a deep, exasperated sigh. You stretched your neck to see what's going on in the kitchen, he was propping himself up against the kitchen counter, tiredly dragging his fingers down his face.
He caught you watching him. He gave you a kind, genuine smile.
I'll be with you in a minute, dear. He picked his phone up again and made another call. While waiting for the other person to answer, he opened up a cabinet and took a box of your favourite snack in his hand.
He opened it and then walked towards you.
You stretched your hands out, very receptive to the treat. That made him chuckle as he brought the package closer to your reach. His eyes held nothing but love towards you, as it witnessed you fumble around with the snack. He couldn't help but caress your cheek and under your chin.
You ignored his touch and began munching, he doesn't seem to mind.
His smile dropped when the person who he was calling answered. His eyes hardened and the way he spoke changed drastically. He sounded mean, he talked fast and cold, yet professionally polite.
He didn't want you to hear him scolding one of his chief managers, so he walked away to another part of the house.
You don't really know how to feel. You chewed on as you caught a glimpse of a second golden ring on his other ring finger, identical to the one he wore, but in a better condition. It was yours, you refused to wear it because it made your finger itchy. So he put it on.
He was absolutely elated, appreciative and relieved to know that you didn't pawn it off. But, it was kept safely in a box containing items that you cherished over the years. Including the yoyo and an old smartphone he gave you.
You think he really didn't want to give up that yoyo, he probably did it for the sake of your love and attention despite losing it must have hurt him as a child greatly-- in more ways than one. Your fiance spent a couple hours playing with it while doing some paperwork at your dining table.
He would only return to his home at ungodly hours to maximize his time spent with you.
You didn't want to move into his home and he is fine with that. He trusts your parents more than his personal servants to take care of you.
You glanced at the television and it's showing an advertisement for your fiance's company. It felt... Bizarre. To have the CEO, the founder of a corporate giant to dote on you and be your personal chef.
You finished the last bites of your snack and set the empty box aside. A couple minutes later, he came back with no phone in sight.
His arms wrapped around you from the back and nuzzled his cheek against yours. He hummed contentedly as he pressed a kiss on your shoulder.
How are you today? He asked, words dripping with affection. He drew small circles on your arm with his finger.
I'm okay. You replied.
I'm glad to hear that. He mumbled against your skin.
He held you like that for a couple more seconds, before reluctantly letting go. You stared at him.
You're due for a check-up soon. He mumbled, crossing his arms. He winced a little when he looked at your legs. You didn't say anything else and neither did he.
He shook his head and ruffled your hair, only to brush it back neatly with his fingers. It seems like old habits die hard, he has been doing this since adolescence.
You didn't realize how spoiled you were back in high school. Not only does he cooks most of your meals, give you candies and gifts for free, he would also give you regular backrubs. You were reminded of this when he would give you a backrub until his hands ache, until you're sound asleep, all you needed to do was complain your back hurts from the awkward position you're laying on.
He also made it a routine to massage your hands everyday with some expensive hand lotion. Each knead and each gentle pull was filled with nothing but care and love. It was interesting that he would also pay extra attention to your cuticles, pampering them with good quality cuticle oil and a special massage.
Having his soft hands cupping the sides of your face felt nice. You leant into his touch, much more than usual. Your eyes avoid his.
Your fiance tilted his head to the side questioningly, it's not unwelcomed per se, but it is unusual.
Hm? He hummed, checking the temperature of your forehead using the back of his hand. Nothing seems to be amiss. But you look a lot more weary than usual. Something on your mind, love?
There is an uptick when it comes to pet names now.
You told him that you were just tired, but you're actually afraid of the changes that comes along when you begin your life as his spouse.
Yes, money is fun. Status, especially high status is fun. But what's not fun, is visibility. You know you're going to have a lot of attention on you, more of the bad ones and less of the good ones. Even though he may not be that interesting to the public, he is still a CEO of a famous brand. The paparazzi are working overtime to find any scandals on him, to sell to tabloids.
He is not known to have a fucking soul with thoughts and feelings and humanely desires like a normal human does. He is labeled as an ice cold machine, clad in silicone skin, trying to blend in with the masses to sell frozen food products to consumers and spread capitalistic propaganda.
So to have him seen with another person that isn't going to benefit his businesses, his wallet or his ever growing list of networking contacts will give the average onlooker a whiplash.
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coming from an enby whos tme (tho i myself am not transmasc), i feel like a lot of transmasc people are doing this "have their cake and eat it too" thing where they want to be perceived as men or men adjacent, in our society a part of the oppressor class, while also still wanting to benefit from structures meant to protect against said class. specifically ones that have been set up in queer spaces. ive met quite a few trans men who were just as vehemently misogynysitic as your average dude bro. and (this is speculation based on convos ive had with trans men im not in every transmascs head) a lot of transmascs have a lot of internalized misogyny that they project onto trans women. ive had an irl ex friend of mine say something that i think encapsulates this particular issue fairly well. this was like 8 years ago, we were talking about trans rep in media (specifically orange is the new black iirc) so im paraphrasing; 'its messed up that we (afabs in this context) are sidelined for people who used to be men, we cant escape the patriarchy.' that was horribly transmisogynistic, so lets unpack it.
it assumes that trans women are just men
it assumes sex essentialism, that they and i were just women. that we were just poor Females having 'our space' encroached on by mean 'former men.'
im not saying that all transmascs think like this ofc. #notallmen. im saying that some do, and enough transmascs have internalized misogyny and not enough self reflection.
just because you are trans doesnt mean you are immune to bigotry and recouping oppressive structures. none of us are free of Sin™️. you as an individual have to make an effort to reflect on your thoughts and actions and how they might affect yourself and others, so that you are not a willing participant of our communities oppression.
for example, ive talked a lot privately about my journey to being a better person, (and pobodies nerfect, its always a learning process, you always will have things you can improve on. and thats okay, were all just human) i initially hated it/its pronouns. 'it' gave me the ick. i was called 'it' as a kid incessantly to make fun of my gender presentation, i couldnt fathom someone else finding peace and even euphoria in using it/its. i bought into the conservative talking points about neopronouns and it/its being detrimental to the trans community. they were "the bad transes" and me? well i use they/them but shakespeare used the singular they so im fine :), im one of the good ones. then one day, i was listening to some video essay idr what or who, but something they said stuck with me, "if it/its makes me happy, why do you care? how does 'it' hurt you really?" my trauma is not everyones trauma, people will find comfort in things that i wont, and thats okay. 'it' hurt me when i was young, by cruel kids and uncaring adults. why am i hurting my community, my fellow transes, by continuing to deny them their autonomy to identify how they like? so i got over 'it.' i saw the real harm was the fucking wedge being driven between us by conservative grifters trying to pick off the weakest in the herd before they go in for the rest of us.
visibility isnt necessarily a good thing for marginalized people. transfemmes are the biggest target of hate in our community atm. they unfortunately serve as the canary. global fascism is on the rise and to be frank, a targeted hate campaign against a trans woman is asking for her to be killed. outed, paraded as a freak, doxxed, swatted, killed. protect trans women, fascism doesnt stop with one group nor will you be saved by being "one of the good ones." trans solidarity, even the people you dont like, even if you think theyre icky or gross or whatever the fuck else you do Not give up trans solidarity. you dont make callout posts, you dont send death threats, you dont send hate mail, if you dont like someone Block Them and move on.
we stand together or we will be eradicated.
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