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themightymothdesigns  asked:

Could you ever imagine Joey and Mitch having children/animal baby to look after? Or is that not how you see the relationship? I'm curious ! Literally, I'm in love with Long Exposure- and I'll definitely be ordering the physical comics at the end of the month when I get paid! You're an awesome artist

its tough because assuming they’d get to the point where they were stable and comfortable to adopt some kids i think mitch would be very reluctant for a long time, since he fears turning out like his stepdad (who was very much physically and emotionally abusive). it would take a lot of encouragement and self-confidence built up before mitch was alright with the idea of having the responsibility of raising a kid

as for ANIMALS yeah mitch truthfully Loves taking care of things, esp animals (and jonas uhh what who said that)… jonas is kinda unsure of animals. he’s cautious but loves them if they’re friendly. i’ve recently realized i love the idea of mitch getting a pet monitor lizard and jonas being terrified of it at first but then learning to be bffs …. OR A GREAT BIG SNAKE. for dick jokes, clearly. jonas is scared of most reptiles but mitch thinks theyre Cool

you cant tell me mitch wouldnt rock one of these stinky cuddly boys

anonymous asked:

Omg your art style is so cute!! I love it! If you're interested in prompts, maybe one with Lan/ce cudding with a very sick Kei!th, who is so miserable and exhausted that he doesn't have the energy to move when he sneezes so he ends up sneezing into Lan#ces chest?

(I started with an outline to come back to and draw, but it turned into a drabble?? I’m going to still tag it and come back to it later, but I hope this short blip is okay for now)

Lance absently eyed the raindrops drumming against his apartment window, feeling his eyelids droop as he traced Keith’s palm with gentle, sloppy circles.

It was blissful to finally hear the faint intervals of Keith’s airless snoring, escaping his mouth among his frequent heavy coughing fits. For a few hours Lance had been lost in thought on the living room couch, exhaustion clouding his brain from taking care of his boyfriend all night.

There was something inexplicably calming to Lance about Keith being tightly bundled across his lap. Despite the nasty fever he couldn’t seem to shake, the warm figure secured closely into his side made Lance feel relaxed somehow.

Keith stirred, breaking Lance’s train of thought as he cracked open his eyes pitifully. His cheeks were still notably flushed, and his breathing was labored by a thick congestion.

“Can’t sleep for long, huh?” Lance sighed sympathetically, running loose fingers through Keith’s fringe. “I lost track of how long you were asleep, but I know it was longer than you slept earlier.”

Keith’s expression shifted slightly enough to indicate that he heard his boyfriend’s words as he rolled onto his side to bury himself in Lance’s chest. A strained groan escaped his lips as his hands shakily gripped Lance’s shirt.

Lance frowned, securing a loose blanket tightly around Keith as he pulled him close. “What’s wrong, baby?”

“Everything is spinning.” Keith spoke through his teeth gritted in frustration, his voice warped and raspy.

“Just keep your eyes closed, okay?” Lance soothed, pressing his face into Keith’s messy hair with a soft kiss. “The more you sleep, the quicker you’ll get better.”

“Either that or I’ll die first-“ Keith slurred, his voice cut off by coughs relentlessly rolling out of his lungs.

Lance steadied Keith into a sitting position as he miserably choked out one cough after another, nearly collapsing against Lance as his fit began to ebb away.

“God,” Keith sniffled, trying to collect himself from his disaster of a virus. “I need more tissues.” His face was pressed into Lance’s chest, muffling anything he said.

“All I heard was ‘tissues’, so let’s go with that.” Lance said worriedly as he leaned over to grab the box of tissues from the coffee table.

“Class is going to suck tomorrow,” Keith opted to whisper, not dedicating any more energy to raising his head to look at Lance.

Lance snorted, glancing down incredulously at his boyfriend. “There’s no way you’re going to class tomorrow.”

“But-“ Keith sniffed as he feebly reached for a tissue, his other hand pressed against his irritated nose as he huffed. Before he could reach for a tissue, he jolted his head into Lance’s chest in a last stitch effort to suppress a sneeze. “’Htch’oo!”

Lance winced as he glanced down at Keith, who hadn’t moved and was groaning in agony.

“I’m sorry,” Keith whined inaudibly, keeping his face placed in Lance’s shirt.

“That’s it, you’ve infected me! I guess I have to stay home tomorrow and take care of you too.” Lance dramatized. “Also, you’re disgusting.”

“I tried to grab a tissue!” Keith croaked, weakly smacking Lance’s shoulder as he remained face down.

“I’m teasing you. You’re sick, it happens.” Lance chuckled, pulling Keith close as he plucked a few tissues from the box. “Would letting me take care of you until you’re better be so bad?”

“It would be a miracle for you to put up with me much longer, honestly.” Keith whispered, pressing the handful of tissues against his nose.

“I love you, it’s kind of my job.” Lance said, shrugging.

“I love you too.” Keith mumbled as he curled up against his boyfriend, feeling his thoughts fade away to the sound of the rain as he fell back asleep.  

anonymous asked:

lance with what seems like a small cold but then all of a sudden he can't stop coughing and vomiting occurs if you like and there is awkward keith caretaking

“i love your voltron fics so much !! could you write a sickfic for either keith or lance ? and the other is confused as to why whoever’s ill is not responding to their taunts/insults/challenges as usual. (i know you already have something similar up on ao3, but it’s such a good scenario that i’d love to see more.)”

thanks so much! i combined these two prompts together into one minific. i hope it’s to your liking!

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Typically, Keith’s feelings are not too easily hurt. But this is just downright weird.

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tfw you just wanna use your powers to pretend to make your hands disappear n impress Sorcerer Supreme herself when some anti-mutants pass by…

(aka guess who’s gotten back into X-Men) + [bops]