Keith’s hand held Lance by a hip when he struggled to stand. There was blood on his forehead and in his mouth. His face was bruised, dark skin marked by blues and violets. Keith was sure that Lance’s ribs were bruised or even broken but Lance was stubborn and refused to lay still. He supported most of his weight on Keith and even if he was rather skinny, more “long” than tall, he felt heavy. But Keith kept Lance up.
They managed to do few small steps and Lance made few small pained noices but he looked okay. With slow and steady pace they walked through battlefield to Red. Lance felt anxious about leaving Blue behind but Keith told him that Shiro will take her home.
Lance muttered something but Keith couldn’t hear him. His voice was so quiet and so un-him it made Keith worried even more than he already was. Lance usually spoke and laughed for whole universe to hear him. Keith wanted to scream.
“What did you say?” he asked.
Lance looked at him with bloody smile.
“Im going t-to be the first” he told him. He sounded like he just ran a marathon. Tired, with quick breath, but happy. Keith looked at him, confusion in his eyes. Lance explained him.
“You asked me before… m-mission to name one hero who w-was happy. That was… my answer”
Keith looked at him for few seconds and then smiled.
Please, he thought.
Tell me if you see mistake, english is not my first language ^^”
Also you can ask me to draw something for you, I need to practice and have no idea what to draw.
edit: thank you @wispenne that you corrected me :D im happy that you like it tho
The Hanahaki Disease is an illness born from one-sided love, where the patient throws up and coughs of flower petals when they suffer from one-sided love.
Keith knew this. He never saw it but he knew it. He knew what it means and he couldn’t believe that something so cruel was born by love. Corruption that slowly eats you alive until there is nothing but blood and pain and fear. His fist were trembling when he asked:
I drew Darkiplier because I know my brain would have nagged at me until I did, but MAN I am so unsatisfied with my art style and the way I draw. You could downright say I hate it, but I know that if I DON’T draw it’s not gonna get anywhere. This is so frustrating >:(
Look what I found while lurking in the depths of my computer (1000 things to do instead of studying for finals week). I
completely forgot about it! I did it for @ilonavic because she ships them so hard.
Special gift art for lastkingoflucis of an image inspired by the wonderful fic Vox Populi, Vox Dei~! Truly a battle against fate that is ever a delight to read, with the story making me extra excited to see what happens next every single time, haha. <3 Please be aware that the story is for mature audiences already familiar with major endgame spoilers, so keep this in mind if you choose to read it.