After the pain and agony of Razer’s head gear, I move on to further pain and suffering: Hal Jordan’s hair. I CAN’T. (I must be a red lantern considering how much I torture myself.)
Also trying to memorise Hal’s outfit so I don’t have to dig up reference pictures each time I draw him.
Papa!Hal misses his Commander Shepard. Razer attempts to explain to Aya — the monstrosity that is Hal’s construct of his tru luv.
I’ve drawn Hal many times but I still don’t understand how his hair works.