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hi hello barevdzes this is me again aaaand yes no sign of astghik or mihr or vahagn ... i nearly throw my laptop out of the window while i was finishing floral details on the astghik dress so i decided to take a break and well ) here's a luocha ! really like his hairstyle And he's so pretty 😭😭😭 precious kitten
( and also i just passed my exams and i Really hope that i will enter the university this year ... if not then i'm gonna cry very loudly )
( and while i was drawing i was listening to luke black and Damn how good he is . )
Trying to make some fanart of Loucha I’m still not done:((
im soooooooo hungry for luoheng art please....... they've constantly been on my mind since THE official art BUT THERE'S NO CONTENTT pleaseee their dynamic is soooo good.......
Luocha with lilies!! Still one of my favourite pieces
The quality here vs insta is insane
mmmm nice :))))))
I just had the cutest and funniest idea, how would the hsr men react to their baby trying to breastfeed from them thinking they're the reader.
I'm doing this according to the characters who may/might have great personalities and assets.
Baby tries to latch on
He freezes. Completely. Soul leaves body for a moment. Then—"I am not… your parent/mother." Cue the most awkward, silent pause in existence. He gently, but very firmly, redirects the baby with a deadpan expression and dead eyes.
He tells no one. Ever. Not even Kafka. Especially not Kafka.
He stares down at the baby in mild surprise, then lets out a slow chuckle. "You must be terribly disappointed, little one."
He gently boops their nose with a finger and rocks them calmly, absolutely planning to bring this up to the reader later with that smug twinkle in his eyes. Bonus points if he sighs and says, "Looks like I’ll need to grow a pair after all."
Instant red. The man turns into a statue. He gently pulls the baby away with both hands like he’s defusing a bomb and just... stares at it in mortified silence. Later, he’d overthink every single second of it. Won’t talk about it unless someone forces him to, and even then: denial.exe.
He adjusts his glasses with a slow sigh. "Ah… no, no. Wrong person, little one."
Handles it with mature, dad-like composure but absolutely brings it up at the next family meal like, “Reader, your child mistook me for you. It was... a unique experience.”
The baby loves him even more after. He’s their favorite uncle now. It's canon.
He blinks, smiles softly, and calmly goes, “Oh? You’re hungry?” before realizing what they’re trying to do.
Cue a brief, very polite internal crisis.
He distracts the baby with a flower or a pretty trinket like nothing happened, but the internal monologue is just, "This is not in the medical texts."
A pause. Then a quiet laugh, like soft bells in a dream.
"Ah… even your confusion is a kind of love, little one."
He would philosophize the hell out of that moment. Probably strokes the baby’s head, muttering something about how all souls long for comfort. Might even start psychoanalyzing the baby.
Still doesn’t know how to emotionally recover, though.
i think?? i'm in artblock?? but honkai star rail team because the game has consumed me <3