see this is why my tumblr was that

  • Keith: I know you can climb faster than me.
  • Lance: So what if I can?
  • Keith: Why do you always let me win?
  • Lance: You like winning.
  • Keith: So what do you get out of it?
  • Lance: I get to see you smile after winning.
  • Keith, to Pidge: He's staring at my ass.
  • Pidge, nodding: He's staring at your ass.

Okay so I know these kind of things are going around like wildfire on twitter but I thought why not do it for the tumblr family? Cuz I feel more close to you guys. I want to do something for this fandom and since I’m untalented and can’t write or draw this is my only option basically.
So if you like the idea reblog this with your name and color, or drop me a message and we’ll see if we can make this work:))

Sorry I’m lame and unoriginal

anonymous asked:

I found why I thought your icon was suddenly different. You're icon that I see on my dash and what I would think is your icon on your blog itself (you know when you go to charlesoberonn tumblr com) is different.

The icon on my blog is my old icon and is by @wi-fu

So I can’t be the only one who noticed right? Dan being smol in baking vids 😉

Do not repost. Reblogs are appreciated.

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Reuploading these because I realized after the fact that I unintentionally left out Russel in my last post and fucked up big time. Even though the last post was a simply collection of quick doodles I had done and I had simply not gotten around to drawing him yet, I can see why people were sad/upset at him being absent and again, that was never my intention. I sincerely apologize and hope this looks a lot better on my behalf.

kit and kieran trying to talk to each other
  • kieran: kit, we have stuff in common
  • kit: like what?
  • kieran: both our names start with k
  • kit: my real name's christopher
  • kieran: *stares into the camera like he's on the office*

I had a mighty need to color this panel.

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this is literally one of the dumbest things i’ve ever drawn 

edit: sorry for low-res quality! tumblr’s a real bitch w/ file sizes!

But how painful it is,
to see and
hold your hand,
to kiss and
remember your lips,
when you’re no
longer in my life.

How much ache
it would cost me,
to hope for
another chance,
when you’re no
longer happy
to spare me
one last glance?

—  ma.c.a // Why do we have to meet, and break each other’s heart?