Havent drawn #him in a while. Wh40k OC!!! The last time i drew him was over a year ago during a bay area trip. I dont usually do digital art (im a traditional person) but have this
TG: look whatever remember when you said you would die for me
TG: is that karkat in the room with us right now
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CG: I'M DYING "FOR YOU" EVERY SINGLE TIME YOU PEEL OPEN THOSE SHIT-EATING LIPS YOU KEEP PULLED TAUT OVER YOUR DRONING IGNORANCE SHAFT.
TG: heheheh
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CG: YOUR WORDSLUDGE SPEARS EVERY PARTICLE OF MY BODY WITH PINPOINT STRIDERIAN IDIOCY.
TG: oh shit here we go
CG: A VERBAL BARRAGE THAT PULVERIZES MY FLESH INTO A FINE RED MIST, KILLING ME INSTANTLY. WIPING ME THE FUCK OUT, TO SUCH AN INCREDIBLE DEGREE THAT PALEONTOLOGISTS CAN'T FULLY DISCERN IF A "KARKAT" FUCKING EXISTED IN THE FIRST PLACE.
CG: THEY'D BE SCRATCHING THEIR NUGBONES OVER IT FOR FUCKING SWEEPS, IF NOT FOR THE SHOCKING REALIZATION MERE MINUTES INTO THEIR DEBATES THAT NOBODY ACTUALLY GAVE A SHIT.
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CG: AND YET THE TEMPORAL DEVICE STILL SWAYS TO AND FRO IN CONSTERNATION. VEXED BY THE COMPLETE MENTAL VACANCY PUT BEFORE IT BY MY HUMBLE SACRIFICE, BOUND BY ITS COSMIC ROLE, BEGRUDGED BY MY UNSOLICITED DEATH CLOCKING IT INTO OVERTIME. IT HAS BETTER SHIT TO DO, GOD DAMMIT! IT HAS A LUSUS AND A HIVE TO GET BACK TO!
CG: "WHAT IS THIS. WHO LET THIS ASSHOLE IN HERE," IT SAYS. THEY AREN'T EVEN QUESTIONS, JUST ORBITAL SIGHS OF AN UNCARING UNIVERSE. A REALITY NOW KEENLY AWARE OF ITS OWN LAUGH TRACK.
CG: AND ITS PENDULUM TEETERS, TENTATIVE IN ITS OWN DISBELIEF AND PROFOUND APATHY.
TG: damn
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CG: "THIS SCUMBAG ISN'T EVEN GODTIER YET," IT POINTS OUT. THE AUDIENCE FLIPS THEIR COLLECTIVE SHIT, AGHAST AT THIS REVELATION.
TG: hahaha
CG: IT WELLS UP SUCH A THRUM OF FUCKING ENNUI THAT THE TIMEPIECE FLIPS OFF-KILTER, LANDING SQUARELY IN THE "DUMBASS" ZONE WITH A "FUCK IT" LOUD ENOUGH TO REVERBERATE THROUGHOUT PARADOX SPACE.
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CG: IT THEN ELECTS TO KICK MY PATHETIC FUCKING HALF-CORPSE BACK INTO THE LIVING PLANE AND FORCE ME, VENGEFULLY FROM THE AUDACITY OF MY OWN IDIOCY, TO REPEAT THIS CYCLE AD NAUSEAM
CG: UNTIL EXISTENCE ITSELF FINALLY CROAKS UNDER THE COMBINED WEIGHT OF OUR COLOSSAL STUPIDITY.
CG: BECAUSE WHO THE FUCK WOULD I BE IF I EVER GOT TO HAVE A BREAK?
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TG: yep there he is thats him offincer
TG: the man after my own heart
TG: thats a karkat brand "soft yes" if i ever heard one and i know my karkatisms dude im a goddamn graduate in karkatology
TG: i got my degree in this shit
TG: im rocking up to our convos with the dumbass black square hat thing cocked 45 degrees
TG: literally incapable of snapping it back kinda by design of the stupid thing but damn if im not doing it anyways im emanating the snappitudes
TG: im rocking my intelligence right now
TG: also water is absolutely wet dude its like the wettest thing on the planet
CG: I'M NOT REPEATING MYSELF AGAIN
TG: yeah you are
CG: FUCK. I AM.
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CG: I SAID THE LAST THREE TIMES IT'S A CONDITIONAL TERM--
TG: and im saying its common sense like being wet isnt conditional when youre the perpetual thing of wettening
CG: NO
TG: and brother it is THE wet
TG: like following your conditional argument
TG: if water isnt wet then the other water molecules are constantly making each other fuckin wet so its a moot point
TG: great philosophical debate
TG: which came first the water or the wet?
CG: DAVE
TG: think about it all those particles are wetting each other up all the time and shit
TG: its a fucked up display
CG: ARE YOU KIDDING ME?
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TG: pretty much a perpetual orgy of the elements
CG: DUDE.
TG: that sounds kinda sick actually if you dont think about what it means
TG: h2orgy
CG: HOW MANY TIMES DO I HAVE TO VETO THIS STUPID DISCUSSION--
TG: tell me im wrong dude
CG: I'M UNIVERSE-APPOINTED TO HOVER AROUND YOU POINTING OUT EVERY DUMBASS TAKE YOU HAVE FOR THE REST OF TIME.
The people crave vrisrezi fluff. It’s me. I’m the people.
Strife without sight presented a challenge that most ordinary individuals, troll or human, would not bother undertaking. Fools, the lot of them, reliant on crutches that ultimately hold them back from their true potential. Terezi was not held back by anything, she clawed her way to her fully realized self every single fucking day. Vriska knew that, and holy fuck she was so glad they could strife.
They weren't right that second though, after a full hour of high power and high speed hand to hand melee, both of them were flopped on the floor like a couple of bloodless jellyfish. Terezi was dripping sweat and still making a valiant effort towards catching her breath; Vriska was choking out half formed giggles, laughing high in her throat until they tapered into sighs.
Side by side, they laid on the floor, and Terezi balefully smacked at Vriska's face. A futile attempt to get her to just fucking shut up already, and she left her hand against Vriska's cheek, feeling her huff out more laughter against slick fingers.
"That was good." She purred, well, it was more of a wheeze.
Terezi clucked her tongue. "Barely better than last time, I'm not even bleeding."
"I was trying to be considerate." Vriska sighed airily. "You have a date later, can't have you staining your ugly ass clothes with teal slime. Or would that be an improvement?"
"You are the one I'm 'seeing' the human film with, so, you tell me." Terezi said dryly, wiping sweat off her forehead and into her hair, feeling it stick up.
"I think I like you in one piece when we're in public." She rolled to her side, and Terezi could feel the intensity of her gaze, even if she couldn't see it. "That blood should probably stay behind closed doors. Can't freak the locals."
"Gog forbid two trolls have a kismesissitude."
"Or moirallegiance." Vriska gave a sarcastic pap to Terezi's cheek, making her smile against her will. "How can I put you back together if you aren't taken apart first? And no one else is badass enough to do it, we both know that."
"The kind of quadrant vacillation that Karkat would absolutely combust over." Terezi grinned, sharp and sharklike.
"Do you have to bring him up here?" She whined, tucking her face into Terezi's sweaty neck. "I was in such a good mood."
"Fine, fine. Sorry." Terezi combed her hands through Vriska's long, thick hair, detangling knots slowly and carefully. "Wanna lay here awhile?"
"Sure, fine." Vriska mumbled, her lips brushing against Terezi's throat. "I'm happy here."
"Good." She swallowed, knowing Vriska felt the motion. "Me too."
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