me whenm i am. Prougraming on my Computer
that’s mozilla herself
it fucken wimdows

me whenm i am. Prougraming on my Computer
that’s mozilla herself
it fucken wimdows
beldaruit is so funny. in his first scene he's all "oh sure I'm one of the Wise but my title is PURELY ceremonial. the other two have really important stuff to do, but I just hang out in this garden all day, it's sooo boring honestly" and then the Silver Eve arc happens and you're like "oh so that was a fucking lie"
lol i tricked you i actually have no soul or interiority. my actions are merely a hollow imitation of a complete being. and you totally fell for it too
Whenever i get sad I just think about sour cream baby and get smiled again
dilute black (blue) ticked tabby abyssinian
with low sour cream spotting
so I'm reading Stormlight Archive and there's a character called Wit, whose entire job consists in insulting people on the King's behalf (it would not be dignified from the King himself to insult people)
and my first thought was 'damn, Wei Wuxian would be really good at this job'
he even gets protection because of said job, no one can kill or hurt him, else they risk execution
the Lan clan should consider hiring him
FIRE OF LOVE (2022) dir. Sara Dosa
She's being so big and brave.
The long awaited sequel.
My lil sis sent me a flower man x hammer of justice mashup that she found on yt, and I can't help but draw them cuz THEY'RE MY GOATS
Really obsessed with this exchange
Rough draw over of a scene from Atlantis: The Lost Empire (2001) with even more ridiculous proposed time spans than the original scene.
(Probably the Hatchling and the Prisoner were talking about whatever planet was there before the Dark Bramble. The time span is probably more ~282,000 according to my friend in crime, but I didn't want to write out two hundred eighty two thousand for a goof comic, so!)
i understand wanting to coddle your guy after the horrors or whatever but. there is something sooooo compelling about strangers and even friends flinching away from the Character in the aftermath. something’s not the same as it was, and maybe no one can put their finger on it—what draws their focus that never did before, the intensity of their attention, the way they set their jaw, now, and never quite fully relax their body. but it’s unsettling. even if you can’t name it, there’s the suspicion that something in them broke into a sharp edge, and people can sense the threat.
things I like:
- colors
- circles
- ouroboros shape
- death and decay
- the nuance within dichotomies