havent posted in a while !

wa wa wa wa wa (pepper steak tumpet)

oh my ogoyd..,,.,.mmarrcile you cuttie pattootie magical freak!!! everybody give her a round of applause!!1! what a wonderful girl woman !!! i love her dearly and she frightens me so

drawings of estinien

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maid catzai ... .

"O evangelho chama os homens ao arrependimento, à santidade e à piedade. Por causa disto, o mundo acha o evangelho ofensivo."

— R. C. Sproul

Okay. Imagining.

When Fragile!Reader went into a coma, Dottore hadn't thought to preserve anything about them. He didn't have recordings of their voice. He didn't have pictures of their eyes. He figured that kind of data was useless because he'd always have his assistant by his side at all times. When would he need pictures if he could just look at you? Why would he need recordings when you never seemed to shut up (not that he'd ever ask you to)?

But when you fell asleep, he hadn't realized just how long he'd be deprived of that wonderful sight and that beautiful sound. He thought it would be fine, he'd help them wake up and it would be back to normal... but nothing worked. Before he knew it, years had gone by with seemingly no progress. What color were your eyes again? He was starting to forget. What range did your voice have when you sang? He found it hard to recall.

This is why, when you finally woke up, he had such a reaction to seemingly nothing at all. When you first opened your eyes, he was starstruck by that hauntingly beautiful hue. When you finally spoke, even with your voice hoarse and quiet from misuse, his heart skipped a beat. He couldn't help but gasp for air as his lungs squeezed in his chest. How could he have forgotten? And more importantly, how did he survive so long without this?

As he finally held your hand after what felt like a millennia, he silently vowed to not only find you a cure but a way to make you immortal like him. There was no way he'd allow himself to be deprived of his lover ever again.

MY HEART IS HURTING SO MUCH I ABSOLUTELY ADORE THIS... this is literally canon bye. Also the sad thing about this is that it could totally happen considering the existence of erosion in Teyvat 🥺. Now I have even more brainrot of this happening to reader too and them slowly losing their sense of self and forgetting him 😭

Sniff... Dottore not bothering to keep any hard data of you because he has the real thing in front of him :( You were always glued to his hip, even if he wanted to get away (he doesn't) he couldn't, always faced with your lovely smile and pleasant voice. Beautiful body and soft touches. And he thinks, the best way to collect data is from the subject itself rather than anything else. Even if he were to preserve you somehow, would it ever compare to your being in real life? No, it wouldn't, and you'd always be here, so if he longed to hear your voice, he would simply go to you and hear it. If he wanted to see your eyes, he would go to you and kiss you to see them flutter and melt. If he wanted you, he would go to you. No need for anything else.

But now, now that this has happened, Zandik curses himself for being stupid. After all, what kind of scientist doesn't keep backups of their data? Yes, the real thing will always be the best, but what happens if the original is lost? Is hurt? Is no more? Zandik didn't think the absence of another person could affect him so much, but it does. You have such an... effect on him that drives him completely mad. His head hurts from the ringing silence instead of your voice that fills it. His eyes burn from the sleepless nights that you are not by his side. After you fall asleep, he writes stuff down, he truly does, filling up pages and pages so everything about you could be recorded, but reading all the detailed words in the world doesn't help him remember the exact hue of your eyes, or the exact tone of voice you used in different situations, or the once-familiar curve of your lips that he can't seem to remember the exact position of. A part of him despises himself for allowing himself to forget, he's the only one in Teyvat who remembers you, but at the same time he doesn't... but that doesn't make him love you any less. He may not remember that stuff... but he sure does remember how much time he spent with you.

Dottore's always wondered how he'd react on the day you finally wake up, he'll be delighted, of course, that goes without saying but would anything else happen? And oh, even he could not have predicted this possibility would occur. Those eyes, that voice, your smile, even while being sickly, you were truly the epitome of human beauty. The way everything about you acts as if he is the only person that matters. When he holds your hand, he feels you squeeze back ever so slightly, and he resolves himself once again. He really can't live without you... never again.

You're really confused as to why he's so attentive, yes there's your illness but that doesn't explain how much he studies you. How he always goes silent and watches you whenever you speak, even about dumb things, when years ago he would roll his eyes at your idiocy. How he likes to stare deep into your eyes without getting embarrassed, which was funny because he always broke away from eye contact in the Akademiya. You may never know, as he's never going to tell you about what he went through without your presence, but right now, he's never going to let that happen to either of you ever again.

I have another hc that sort of relates to this: I imagine Dottore felt indescribable emotions when you finally woke up and uttered his real name - "Zandik." Because really, no one has spoken it in over four hundred years. Perhaps he almost forgot what it sounded like, as he discarded that part of his identity long ago. Maybe he buried it so far back in his mind that he lost it, especially since it carried unpleasant memories. But you, when you spoke that forsaken name again... he truly felt like Zandik again.

Joel and Jimmy teaming up and then fighting with their previous life series partners is so funny, Joel saying “I can’t believe you replaced me with a cow Etho!” and Jimmy punching Tango and shouting “Sorry rancher!” while running away

Funnily enough this idea came to me in a dream .

i blacked out and suddenly leo and mikey were on my screen

will probably be doing raph & don soon as well

expect SO MUCH mutant mayhem art these guys have infected my mind

décollage du parapentiste

paraglider takeoff

you have 7+ computers ? ? i am so curious about the uses for them o_o

linux:

drawing laptop

older laptop w shitty battery

mini PC i use to clone a bunch of laptops in my home office (work related)

windows

work laptop

gaming PC/general use

old art mini PC, i don't rly use this much bc drawing worked nicer on Linux and I'm on hiatus w music for the foreseeable future

mini PC mounted to the ceiling by a projector in the living room, for movie nights n stuff :3 this is the one that could be moved to Linux

I watched Asuka's arcade mode! Here's what I gathered

Asuka R. Kruetz created Asuka #R to be a better version of himself that would actually interact with and understand others, which implies (to me) that:

He thinks himself so incapable of change and beyond any form of redemption to the point where he literally started over from the ground up WITH A CLONE. And

Asuka struggles to understand the emotions of others. He says that himself- He understands logically that people with different ideals will have conflict, but not the human emotions behind it all. That's because he naturally sees things through a very scientific, logical lens. He gets the emotions are there, he just doesn't... get them (He's so very autistic).

3. When Asuka interacts with others, he tries to be as inoffensive and polite as possible, even with his clones. But because of that, he doesn't share his opinions. He shares analysis of data. Which is something that many people dislike. He doesn't get that, by not saying what he thinks, people perceive him as not caring about anything.

What Asuka #R is saying here is that even though he made the fighting clones, every piece of data came from the original Asuka's memories and analysis. It was the original Asuka's perception of the people he met that shaped those clones, whether he understood the uniqueness in others at the time or not. When that data was given to Asuka #R, he was able to see the data in the individual and not the individual in data.

Which, Asuka doesn't really get at the moment, because he doesn't understand the inherit uniqueness of every living being. So when his clone says this:

The journey Asuka R. Kruetz goes on in his Arcade mode is, simply put, understanding that not everything makes sense. And it doesn't need to - it just is.

I think this means that, even if Asuka made a thousand clones, he'd still find flaws in each and every one until the end of time. Even if he could create a perfect version of himself, someone would find that perfect version disagreeable or unlikable and, therefore, imperfect.

Sol would rather fight a problem, and Asuka would rather discuss a plan to solve it. Happy goes into hours of theatrics, and Asuka is straightforward, to the point.

When everything in the world is, by nature, unique and imperfect, things will clash and conflict. And that's not always a bad thing. Sometimes, it's a good chance to learn. Sometimes, it gives us a way to understand one another better.

I think that's exactly what Asuka #R and those clones were trying to show to Asuka.

The universe is chaotic and illogical and unfair, and yet life continues to endure. Everything is unique, and that's amazing. So, as long as time continues, things are going to be crazy, and that's just fine.