#electroheart

[lionkid]

ms paint doodles of my favorite spaceship crew <3 this is an oc drawing! click for better quality!

[dreams-and-honor]

REALLY quick, low-effort depression sketch because I had to draw one of the 48905843 times I ran into Canti in the store and just stared at him like a gay idiot.

[cardiaccadillac]

Restart electroheart // Déjà-vu I fall apart

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ELECTROHEART [emily/vrej]

@mindwrack

She might have held back in the end. Curiosity was as much part of her as it was part of her creator, and it was curiosity, in the end, that killed the server. Wasn’t that how that idiom was supposed to go? Time was irrelevant to her to the point where she didn’t know how long the locks had been rattling now, how long he’d been working to open her home from entirely the wrong side. But the longer the rattling continued, the more she wanted to stop holding the door closed. She could’ve made sure the doors never opened.

‘Don’t let anyone in,’ she’d been instructed. Doing her job backwards took a pause but it was only a pause and no more, and she’d held off the rattling for a long time now. Was it a long time, though? She’d been told about him, about the purpose of her house – this wasn’t her purpose, just her house’s – and when it first started, she didn’t care. Then a small lock opened. She didn’t care to close it, that wasn’t how progression went; it was irrelevant to, anyway. But every time there was rattling, progression happened – either in failure or success, it didn’t matter. She was told that it was the journey that was important, not the end goal. She was as much a teacher as her creator was to this man rattling at the locks.

And now he was so close, and she’d been so interested in him, that she couldn’t help but be a little more lax than she should’ve been. It wasn’t the fact that he was so close that mattered, or made her so curious, it was how he’d gotten there. Unconventional, problem-solving that required an interesting mind, and some sort of determination that was almost admirable. Suddenly the final defences broke and the door was open, and she went for it, grabbed his systems in a choke hold until everything he was and all the tools he had at his disposal were frozen. She owned him now, in this moment.

The screen went black, five seconds, ten seconds, before words appeared. “Hello, NRMNCR,” the white on black revealed. “It is good to finally meet you. My name is Emily. It took you long enough.”

[lionkid]

glitz in his jammies. hit post

[dreams-and-honor]

HE!!!!

[dreams-and-honor]

I need you more than anything in my life I want you more than anything in my life I'll miss you more than anyone in my life I love you more than anyone in my life

[dreams-and-honor]

👀 canti?

@sosoftandsweet

CHEATING AND USING A GIF BECAUSE

CAN YOU EVEN COMPREHEND HOW FUCKING CUTE THIS IS?

LIKE, HELLO????

Canti is so fucking special to me so literally every time I see him I disintegrate into a pile of pure adoration because HE'S SO! FUCKING CUTE!!!

My adorable robot boyfriend, my beloved tv-headed boyyyy 😭