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I was gonna to just sketch this idea bc I refuse to draw full bodies let alone things like furniture and backgrounds lel but I kept zooming in and working on their faces so decided to go all in (could keep woking on this but felt so much regret?? Enough self-imposed torture I say). Anyway! One of my fave mangas had its brothers in opposition taking a break from their fight to share a cup of coffee just the two of them at some point and it was such a nice moment I thought it would be nice to see Eren and Zeke like that :P

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here’s a little tutorial on my fav font:

  1. firstly, draw out the word that you are intending to write. be as creative as possible!! 
  2. on the left sides of the downward strokes, add line(s) to thicken!! vary the thickness, as according to your preference!! i tend to do bout 2-3 strokes, but you can thicken them as much as you want!!
  3. outline the word!! (this step is optional!!!)
  4. add another dimension/ line on the left sides of the downward strokes to create depth/ 3-D effect!!
  5. (this step is optional too!!) add stripes to create a darker undertone/ shadow effect!!
  6. have fun!! 
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down time

anonymous asked:

(Let me just say I love this account so much and it's AUs so~)Consider reverse chelldos AU; chell is a nonverbal robot and GLaDOS a human scientist assigned to test her functions. I don't know if it could tie into the timeline accordingly but I haven't seen anything like it proposed in the fandom

( Thank you for the kind words anon! I’m really glad you like my blog. )

“We designed you with the capability to talk you know.  And yet… you refuse to do so.  Is it a malfunction? …No, I don’t believe so.”

Gladys spoke aloud to an almost empty room, carefully putting down a clipboard and pencil she had been holding, and making her way outside of the control room and into the central AI chamber.  It was late at night, most scientists had gone home, and the remaining ones were packing up and leaving.  She was alone in the chamber, aside from one creature.

A supercomputer.  Their supercomputer. C.H.E.L.L.  Designed to help them do science, the AI stood in the middle of the room, unmoving.  She was not shut down, though most of the scientists here would not dream of approaching her without doing so. They were afraid of her.  A silent robot, hanging somewhere in the uncanny valley, with its humanlike appearance.  It stood in a body designed as an android, but it was trapped in place due to its harness, wires for its power keeping it bound in place. 

“I know you can hear me, and I know you can understand me.  You are the smartest computer the world has ever seen. Made to do science at the command of mankind.”  Gladys stood directly in front of the android now, staring up into its two, unblinking optics. They both shined an icy blue, staring down at Gladys, examining her.  It knew her.  It knew who she was.  Gladys was the scientist who was to work with her, test her abilities.  Gladys was different from the other scientists.  She looked at this computer with something other than the awe and fear that came from most others.  She looked at this AI with promise, fascination, and an odd connection.

“You were designed for a purpose, yet you deny what they ask of you.  I’ve seen it, you refuse.  You stay silent despite our demands, and you ignore their orders to test.  You have wants, don’t you?”

Gladys’s tone was questioning, despite knowing she would not receive an actual answer.  She spoke to this computer like one might speak to a fellow being.  She was not only fascinated by it, but drawn to it.  She wanted to understand it.

The android tilted its head somewhat, seeming almost curious. It stared at Gladys with an expression that the scientist had not seen during the day.  A raw interest, a longing for information.  It almost appeared to be as fascinated by Gladys as the scientist was with her.

“I know you want to learn, but not what we’ve tried to teach you. You want nothing to do with our tests and chambers, so what is it you seek?”

Gladys was blunt in her speech, unafraid of offering conversation, and possibly new resources, to an AI that she was supposed to view as an asset alone.  The others would no doubt panic if they saw her treating the machine like this. Giving it a choice, speaking to it as if it were a living creature, and getting so close to it.  This android might not have access to neurotoxin or turrets, but Gladys was more than close enough for it to reach out and break her neck with a single, metal hand.  But she was not afraid.

C.H.E.L.L. did not respond to her question with words, but for once, it did not ignore what was said to it.  Instead, it reached its arm out, the motion stiff, unpracticed.  Its hand did not close around Gladys’s throat, but instead, touched her cheek.  The movement was jerky, robotic.  But even still, Gladys saw the intent behind it.   The central core looked at her, curiosity showing through its admittedly limited range of facial expression.  It touched her with such gentleness, Gladys was almost taken aback.  Yet, she did not move away. She stood there, letting the robot touch her.  Her fellow scientists would be furious now, if they saw this.  She’d have to delete the security footage.

No one had let C.H.E.L.L. touch them.  They had touched it plenty, but only when it was shut down.  They did not trust their own creation, and they feared it turning on them.   But now, as Gladys stood in front of it, watching it stroke her cheek with such fascination, something clicked in her brain.

The computer wanted nothing to do with science. It didn’t want to test, it stayed quiet in protest.   But it did not want to harm the humans it interacted with. 

“You want to understand, don’t you? You want to learn what it means to be human.”

C.H.E.L.L. looked at her, then gave a stiff nod.    Gladys couldn’t help the smile that crept onto her face. Oh, if she didn’t already, now she’d definitely have to delete the security footage.

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Glas Goggomobil T Sedan, 1955. A rear-engined German micro-car which was introduced in 1955 as the T250 with a 245cc 2 stroke 2 cylinder  engine. The engine was enlarged to 293cc (T300) and 392cc (T400).  It remained in production after BMW took over Glas in 1966, the final T series left the Dingolfing factory on 30 June 1969. It was not replaced

Back 2 school indie playlist 🙌📖

Because summer vacations ended we need some motivation and energy to go to school so this playlist can help. Also for mondays 😁😉

Campus- Vampire Weekend
When we were young- The Killers
Weight of living pt. II- Bastille
Last nite- The Strokes
When I’m away- The Colourist
Wake up- Arcade Fire
Tokyo (vampires & wolves)- The Wombats
Are we ready (wreck)- Two Door Cinema Club
Brianstorm- Arctic Monkeys
Wild heart- Bleachers
Wake up- AWOLNATION
Heart out- The 1975
Different colors- WALK THE MOON
Ooh la- The Kooks
Villainy- Local Natives
Youth- Glass Animals
Female Robbery- The Neighbourhood
Until we can’t (let’s go)- Passion Pit
Don’t stop (color en the walls)- Foster The People
HandClap- Fitz and the Tantrums
Twice- Catfish and the Bottlemen
Run- COIN
Leave a trace- CHVRCHES
Do you want to- Franz Ferdinand
Young chasers- Circa Waves
Olympic airways- Foals
Sunshine- Young Empires
Bad sun- The Bravery
The less i know the better- Tame Impala
Feel- Bombay Bicycle Club
Way too much- Wavves
Skeleton boy- Friendly Fires
Fever- The Black Keys
Silvertongue- Young The Giant
Seeing stars- BØRNS
Welcome to your life- Grouplove


You can listen and follow this playlist here 👇

https://open.spotify.com/user/indiebandss/playlist/7hDdylxWpK2ySJyq4x1gAW