it’s been a while since I drew this goofball
This is gonna be my Motto for 2019.
if someone makes you happy, make them happier
I love the idea of Death being like an old friend or a kind guide or a humble guardian to the souls he looks after.
a comic about someone who gets a visit from the reaper a bit sooner than expected, but has someone whos been waiting for them
Hey, do you like my art? Help support me and buy me a coffee! ko-fi.com/zipper ❤️
does anyone truly believe mermaids are real? because i have a friend who honestly believes they are.
This is beautiful.
Some more of my blind!Kageyama AU!
wow, it’s been a while
past works: 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 10
cultivate.
Sometimes Lance will just start talking to Keith out of he blue. He’ll ramble on and on about his family and what messes he’d get into with his siblings. And Keith will just sit there and listen absentmindedly cleaning his Bayard or knife but he’s listening to every word and Lance just stops because he realizes he’s been talking for an hour straight and most kids and adults would say he talked too much they would find it annoying and Lance learned how to just keep his mouth shut most days so he wouldn’t be as annoying. And Keith doesn’t seem to be paying much attention anyway so he gets up to leave and,
“Where are you going?”
“Um, I thought you didn’t want to hear anymore, I mean it’s ben an hour and…”
“But you were just getting to the part where your little sister put her pet scorpion in that asshole Jake’s lunchbox I wanna know what happens later.”
And Lance can’t help but grin as he finishes his story and starts on others and it just becomes their own little routine and Keith remembers to remind him where the last story left off so Lance will continue from there and overall it’s just two boys enjoying each other’s company.
OMG I'm glad I'm not the only one who calls this fandom Hell.
I mean, what the heck right?
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These are my obsessions; the thoughts that keep me up at night and the stitches of my personality that make me human.
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