#infohazardous

[pyrocicle]

fUCKING SERIOUSLY?

[tludoesart]

I’ve been playing with a pencil-y style lately with looser sketching. I rather like the results, but I’m not 100% satisfied with proportions in some of these but it’s a relaxing break from my more defined style. Featuring muses from...

@infohazardous @starsgivemehp @billiamcipher and @skele-beans

[pyrocicle]

...izyvxzkhvprowrwivevm

[squee-zable]

infohazardous replied to your post “I think I might be getting sick. My throat hurts and my sinuses are...”

// you makin my boy sick you mean man?

[-rubs my gross, gay, possibly sick hands all over Todd’s beautiful face- >:3c]

[fir-fate]

“Are we throwing blankets at Habit, now?”

[pyrocicle]

* gdi hazz now that's stuck in my head

[fir-fate]

Moved from ask for @infohazardous

The void creature couldn’t even show her face to Firebrand as he spoke. Everything was contorting and conflicting and  she didn’t understand any of it. He had called her a friend, before and now he was saying he liked her! She didn’t understand how- especially considering what her origins were and how she acted while still one of the Collective.

“You shouldn't like me, though. There's nothing about me to like, Firebrand. Hell, I can see why ya like Habit; he’s got a lot of shit to like, and you've been working together for who knows how long. You guys are close, so you're nice to each other- that makes sense. But, I've given you no reason to like me and every reason to hate me. I destroyed worlds, among other shit- If anything you should still want me dead.”

There’s a pause. Her hair is covering her face, at this point and it's twitching like the tendrils they are. She iterally sounds confused and even a little lost and angry. She's growing attached and she hates it. Stupid human emotion rubbing off on her. “But here we are, three weeks, since you guys tattooed me and a week, since you’ve called me a friend. Having this conversation. It doesn't make sense, to me. From a strategy standpoint, you just tolerating me would have worked fine. Allies. But instead you're calling me a friend and being nice, comforting and shit I'm not- that I've never even experienced.”

Noir gave a frustrated growl. Everything was so confusing to her!!! She hated it!!!

“i can't adapt to that stuff. I don't know how- I don’t even know how to learn, or use half the shit my body can do. Do- do you even see where I'm coming from, here?”