probably longer though


patton being sweet and gentle while trying to call anxiety (even if it didn’t work c’:) (x)

okay but him complimenting and encouraging anxiety’s makeup is so cute!! he’s such a kind soul <3

tfw your not space boyfriend sneaks into your bed in the middle of the night and falls asleep on your arm and doesn’t let you get up even though you Really Need to Pee

(speedpaint for Heads I Win Tails You Lose chapter 3 :3c)


OK ya, a Spirited Away AU is so cliché and overrated?? BUT this movie is undeniably one of my favorite Miyazaki films of all time so I couldn’t resist doing a cross over (btw if you haven’t watched Spirited Away yet, I recommend this movie)!!

ok tbh, I wanted to redraw one or two scenes to practice on my coloring, and experiment with different brushes/techniques–but I think I  got a little carried away

So yeah!! Random Haku/Chihiro scenes with a Mika/Yuu twist :-))

k so i have approx 4 hours until this coffee wears off & i can go to sleep. that sounds like just enough time to fall in love, internally wrestle with some existential conflict regarding that love, break my own heart, and fall out of love again. who is keen?



in a softer world

When You Have Forever

Fandom: Voltron: Legendary Defender

Pairing: Klance

Summary: Lance is immortal and is determined to find Keith in every one of his lifetimes. (Based on this post).

Words: 433

I’ve lost count of how many times I’ve attended this funeral. The guests change, the face in the portrait (once a painted miniature, now a photograph) changes, the name on the headstone changes but, to me, it’s always the same funeral. To me, he’s ‘Keith’ in every lifetime.

And, in every lifetime, he leaves too soon.

Afterwards, when we’re all milling around cloaked in muttered small talk and waiting for the food to arrive, his mother comes to find me. I like his mother. I’m grateful for her and her wild brown hair and too warm hugs and the crows feet at the corners of her understanding eyes. Not all of Keith’s mothers have been so good.

She puts one rough hand on my shoulder and says, “I’m sorry if we’ve made you uncomfortable, Lance. I know you weren’t together for very long.”

“Three weeks on Saturday,” I say and try not to let my voice crack.

Three weeks. That’s all I had him for. And it took me twenty years to find him this time. Then: two months of knowing him, three weeks dating him and he’s gone again. Drowned while trying to reach a child trapped in a tidal cave. Just plucked off the rocks by a wave right in front of the kid and swept out to sea.

I don’t know why I still bother to remember the reasons – the causes. It doesn’t matter now. He’s gone again and the ‘how’ of it is superfluous.

“But I know,” Keith’s mother is still saying, “Arun would want you here. He really…” here she pauses to press the back of her hand to her quivering lips for a moment. “He really though you were something special. So I guess I’m just saying: thank you for being with my boy and making him happy. Even if it only was for three weeks.”

I want to tell her the truth. I want to pull her into my arms and tell her, ‘Give me some time. I’ll find him again. I always do. The longest I’ve ever taken is thirty-two years. Just hold on that long. I’ll find him. He’s not lost forever.”

But thirty-two years is a long time when you don’t have forever.

So, instead, I just squeeze her hand tightly and nod.

“Thank you,” I say, “For letting me be here.”

And she smiles. This is the end of it for her. For her, Keith – Arun is dead and never coming back. For me, the second I step out that door I’ll be on the hunt again.

My record is sixteen years.



Here are their matching glasses:

But wait, because look:




I’m running on exactly one and a half (1.5) hours of sleep. I’m hungover and daydrinking wine and eating cheese at noon like a fancy rich lady.

I want to write but don’t think I have the mental capacity to work on the new chapter of Open Tab.

That’s why I think people should hit my ask box up with a random sentence for me to write a short piece around.

It can be any sentence you want. Nothing is off limits. 

Do it.

Do it now.

Keep me from playing another eight hours of Breath of the Wild.


I’m begging you.

Originally posted by fuckyeahryanstiles

Naruto is one of those things where I’m actively choosing to remember certain things and forget others. These two are girlfriends, right?

I haven’t made any real art recently so have a lil doodle dump

would anyone be willing to throw me a bootleg of corey cott in newsies, please?

What probably happens in VIXX’s waiting room.

(Wanted to do something fun and I had so much fun doing this haha. I thought it fit so well)

original (x)

and go watch/listen the new amazing mv/song (x)


LOWAI Revamp

Since LOWAI was literally the first fanland i’ve ever made I’ve decided to give it a remaster like i did with some of the other early lands. That’s really all there is to say on the matter.

Quest: The Heir of Heart must Raise the Seas and restore the souls (wisps) of LOWAI’s consorts throughout his quest, once he is ready he will go to his seventh gate and hold audience with his denizen, Charon, to help him on the later task.

Bluh sorry shitty that was spur of the moment quest description, i could probably make it longer eventually though I’ll let y’all know.

Sets: 1 | 2 | LOFAC | I | LOCAC | 3 | 4 | 5 | [o] | D7 | LOWAI | 6

Lance: Okay, you hang up.
Keith: No, you hang up.
Lance: all right *click*
Keith: did he just