#scribble scratch

[da-kingdom-n-power-n-gorey]

heres the next project im working on. its called cigarettes.

[idliketobeatree]

i'm living the dream, in the dream, i'm buried alive two bed grave, one bath, car in the drive mirrored covered windows block the light feeding back reflection distorts life cut connection — jesca hoop

[floorbeastie]

saw someone suggest that Kayne is the one who fractured Lillith/had something to do with it and ran with it

second to last panel is directly referencing this because i can't let us have nice things

[catthepillarr]

I feel like there has been many iterations of this but I just felt like drawing it

[krembruleed]

[timethehobo]

Sometimes my scribbles are just chicken scratches cos I like quick lines.

[ninjasmudge]

one little maid lamb art bc theyre relaxing for me to draw

[lacquerheadd]

this story is a monster

[deerkibble]

what started as a Joke has metamorphosed into Lore

[da-kingdom-n-power-n-gorey]

her name is scribblez!!!!!!!

[spaciebabie]

im a scrub and im tryna holla

[staycalmandhugaclone]

Still in the process of moving (well, more like trying to get everything settled in and establish a new normal), but I've saw this gorgeous artwork by the incredibly talented @cabbagege and had a moment of how Tech might struggle with the very fact of struggling with prosthetics after *denial is strong in me* surviving the season 2 fall and subsequent craziness to become CX2, and how he might try and fail to talk to Echo about it a couple times, but repeatedly ends up saying nothing because explaining emotions can be hard, but Echo knows and just waits until Tech finally finds the words. Something like

Tech: Functionally, there's very little difference between mechanical limbs and organic.

Echo: *doesn't respond yet, but stops what he's doing to ensure Tech knows he has his full attention.*

Tech: In fact, they are superior in several aspects: strength, durability; even offering additional possible features such as data storage or booster jets.

Echo: *lets out a slow, quiet breath of both relief and sorrow, but continues to wait as Tech maneuvers his emotions.*

Tech: Modern technology even allows the tactile sensation to feel nearly identical to that of natural nerves... but... *he hesitates*

Echo: That almost makes it worse. *He offers quietly.*

Tech: *pauses as he progresses this, staring almost blindly at his artifical hand*

Tech: It shouldn't...

Echo: Yeah... Well, reality doesn't really care about about what *should* and *shouldn't* matter.

Tech slumps slightly, as though Echo's words give an odd sort of permission to feel the depth of a grief he'd tried so hard to ignore, and that permission seemed to grant an odd weightlessness to it even as threatened to drag him to the hard floor. After a moment, he lets himself cave beneath it, sliding down heavily as he watched the mechanical limbs stretch out before him. Echo waits only a moment before quietly joining him, sitting close enough for their shoulders to nearly brush, but granting just enough space to allow Tech to initiate that contact only if he wanted it; only if he was ready.

They're silent for a while, eventually sharing hushed words about how profound those tiny differences in sensation can be; how unsettling that nearly perfect feeling was amidst the subtle reminders of *wrong* when those differences surface, and even tears begin to slip down Tech's face, those words only grow softer as Echo carefully wraps his arm around the taller man's shoulders.

Echo makes a point to comment on when those moments of oddness surface after that: trying to stretch a toe that no longer exists or scratch his thigh where there isn't skin to itch, and that offers an unspoken invitation for Tech to do the same. Over time, those moments turn from startling and unnerving, to muttered annoyances, to something of an inside joke between them, and when Crosshair slowly begins to join them, Tech feels a very different emotion towards his foreign body: gratitude. Because those limbs that weren't his until they had to be granted a means of understanding that he otherwise would never have known, and thus he was able to take the gentle support Echo gave him and extend it toward his other brother in a way that helped each of them heal just that much more.

[midnigtartist]

More Gale practice

[lvcidreamss]

mr. ̶s̶c̶r̶a̶t̶c̶h̶

[krembruleed]

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[timethehobo]

Just a quick sketchy thing. Get your healing from the necromancer.