#sky blue jacket

[maximura]

NI-KI in Japan, August 2024

[evillillad]

Totally ignore if you want but i gotta share my pretty mans with somebody

I made him too pretty what the fuck man💥

Respectfully he looks kissable 11/10

[krysmcscience]

Saw this prompt for incorrect OC quotes and couldn't resist with a bunch of my Breach goobers. Some of them would absolutely say these things word for word in canon if I gave them half the chance to, though. XD

They're in order of when they showed up in person - Qīng, Ghost, Red, Marisol, Shio, Cam, Daruk, Tawoos, and Alondra - as well as some important honorable mentions who have only been mentioned or gotten dialogue - Star, Blake, and Creation.

Star's design is a slight spoiler, I suppose, but it doesn't reveal if they're human or impostor, so it's all good. Creation's "design" also isn't a spoiler at all, because They can look however They want, LOL. As for Shio...some of you who have seen the body horror I've done of them may be wondering why they look so normal here, but I promise there are Reasons. :3c

In other news, will I be making a liar out of Shio in an upcoming Breach canon divergence? ..........Maybe~ >:3c

[b-blushes]

Face Your Fears Friday! - i CAN hoover my house today! 💪

i will do it in the morning and then if i feel worse i can lay down in the afternoon 👍 shrimple!

[vitamin-zeeth]

feeling very vast hours lately and am going to a mini comiccon on Sunday so I decided it was time for a new jacket tattoo

This one's for you Simon Fairchild

[opens-up-4-nobody]

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[lynn-m]

SKY BLUE FOR YOU: Lady's Two-Piece in Sky Blue: Loose-Fitting Jacket with Patch Pockets, Peter-Pan Collar and ¾-Length Sleeves; Straight, Knee-Length Skirt; Black Leather Bag, 2" Heels in Black Leather

[arona-chan]

Introducing an adorable artwork featuring two girls, Arona Plana, sitting on a cloud in the blue sky. With their blue shirts and black skirts, one has long blue hair while the other has pretty pink hair. They smile, looking at the viewer, surrounded by a halo in this cute piece.

[obstinaterixatrix]

also meeting up with the pal was fun, he’s someone I can go up to like. “I need help. I’ve been getting really into pining over independent fashion brands” & he’ll be like “that’s dangerous”

[a-secretkey]

eb0nymai

[charlotterenaissance]

best part of sky high? when medulla goes off-screen after destroying the Pacifier, it cuts to warren and the ice girl holding hands, and kevin mcdonald comes in at the left and starts dancing with dave foley

[meatpuppit]

just remembered my big purple cable-knit zip up hoodie that i wore all the time when i was like 12 thats up there in Iconic Dylan Jackets

[lilidawnonthemoon]

[gigivas]

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[b-blushes]

it is time for SUPER STRONG AND POWERFUL SATURDAY!!!!!!!

[bullard90kendall]

Under the honest sweep of an open sky, the young woman stands, the kind of character you immediately know will stick to your ribs, the heart of a story you didn't know you needed to hear. Her hair, a cascade of electric blue that's neither sea spray nor twilight, cuts a deliberate swathe through the muted backdrop of the industrious horizon. She's clad in an oversized jacket, olive with whispers of military solemnity, as though it’s a borrowed skin from a giant she might've befriended in tales we half remember from childhood.

This borrowed coat hangs off her frame like a reminder that she's playing in a world scaled for giants, yet there's an ownership in her posture, a lean into the wind of existence that speaks with quiet defiance. Below, leggings adhere to her legs with the surety of a shadow at noon, disappearing into the safe embrace of practical sneakers that know the language of untrodden paths and refuse to boast about it.

Her stance is a casual kind of contrapposto, one hand a half-forgotten ambassador in her pocket, a semaphore for ease, the other hanging with the limber grace of an unstrung marionette. Is she waiting? Perhaps for a friend, or a bus, or maybe the next chapter of her life to come sauntering around the corner.

There's an audacity in her gaze; it's ocean deep, an azure so piercing it seems to be both question and answer, a wisp of the alchemist's dream to grasp at the intangible. Around her, the world thrums with the purr of humanity and machines, a grand orchestra tuning up for a symphony that she's content to observe, but not necessarily join.

This isn't just a young woman in a picture; it's a story, a poem without words, a small, silent testament to the enormity of the small moments that stitch together the fabric of every day we seldom pause to consider.