• walking barefoot in the grass
• water fights on hot afternoons
• butterflies in ur stomach
• compliments from strangers
• mango smoothies
• being on time
• late nite showers
• catching up with old friends
• snow globes
• ppl texting u that they miss u
• feeling pretty
• having a clear conscience
• pet stores
• cold water to drink, stay hydrated pals!
• discovering pretty songs
• little crushes
• looking forward to things
• being confident cuz u are strong b! I believe in u!
• clean sheets
• reading old messages
What Inktober, I only know Keithtober uwu
I’ve always headcanon Keith as Korean (idk there’s something about his looks that just screams Korean to me lol) so I figured Kpop idol Keith should be a thing >:3
Another day of #potato does cosplay, this time at the local library!
Seriously, the best lighting and fancy chairs.
Well, maybe not the fanciest chairs. Hotels have them beat.
Made a little photoshoot of it though!
Messed around with some filters to try and get my lenses to show up, but most they look a bit muddy.
This cosplay will be going to Gen Con on Saturday as well! Hope to see you there!
VOMIT WARNING (I know some people don’t like that, so just a warning)
Because I’m spiraling into a Voltron writing obsession, here’s another college AU, based loosely on my own experiences ayyyyyy *finger guns*
(Also you should definitely send me some prompts because I want to write more Voltron but don’t know what else to write)
“So I was thinking we could-” Keith started, but was once again, for what must have been the hundredth time today, cut off by Lance.
“-Hey, have you guys seen that video?”
Keith and Hunk groaned in frustration.
Shiro sighed. “You did it again, Lance.”
Keith let out an exasperated sigh. “Lance! You can’t keep-Lance! I’m talking to you. Will you pay attention for like, FIVE minutes? Or even TWO?”
Lance snapped his attention back to Keith. “Hmm?”
Keith clenched his jaw, frustration bubbling in his chest. Lance was completely unable to focus. On ANYTHING. He had been distracted and disruptive all day, bouncing off the walls and going off on tangents that were completely unrelated to what anybody was talking about.
Keith was exhausted just trying to keep up with him. Even Shiro, ever patient Shiro, was growing frustrated with him.
“What’s WITH you today?”
“I…uh…too much coffee, I guess.” Lance said, glancing around uncomfortably before hopping out of his seat and grabbing all his stuff.
“Lance, what’s going o-”
“-I have to go do homework!”
Keith, Shiro and Hunk watched as Lance hurried off.
“What…was that?” Hunk asked. “I mean he’s always been…crazy but not like THIS.”
“Uh…coffee, apparently.” Shiro frowned.
Lance burst into his room, his heart pounding in his chest. He was just annoying everyone, but he couldn’t help it. He tried, he tried SO hard, but he was completely and totally unable to focus.
He had completely forgotten to take his medication this morning, and he didn’t realize it until nearly five PM, and by that time it was too late. If he took it now, he wouldn’t sleep that night, and he needed to sleep.
He knew it was a lost cause, but he was going to try and get some studying done.
Instead of studying, he found himself spinning in his desk chair, staring up at the ceiling to count the tiles.
While he was spinning, some Velcro from one of his projects caught his eye, and before he knew it, he was taping half of it to the wall, and half to his hands.
Keith walked in right as he was about to launch himself off the bed and onto the wall.
“Yes, roomie?” Lance asked, bouncing up and down on the bed lightly.
“What the hell are you doing? Get down!”
“I wanted to be SpiderMan.”
“You wanted to be spider-get down!” He cried, throwing his hands in the air. “I thought you were studying.”
“I was going to…but then I got sidetracked.” He said, slowly coming to a standstill.
“Okay, this,” Keith said, gesturing from the wall to Lance, “is NOT a good idea. Seriously.”
Lance sighed. “Yeah I guess you’re right - hey have you seen that video?”
Keith pinched the bridge of his nose. “I don’t…you need to be a bit more specific. What video are you talking about?”
“The…uh…guy who ate weed brownies and thought he was dead. Ooh! There’s this really good show on Netflix. The Flash, have you heard of it?Season one isn’t great, but it gets better. Have you watched it?”
Keith blinked. “No, I haven’t. Lance, are you alright?”
“You’re all over the place, man.”
Lance’s face hardened, and he got off the bed and went to sit at his desk. “I told you. I had too much coffee.”
Keith sat on his bed, facing Lance.
He watched as Lance struggled to calm himself enough to focus.
He watched as Lance tapped his pencil on the desk incessantly and rolled back and forth in his chair while he stared at his laptop. He must have gotten up fifteen times to go walk to their mini fridge and walk back to his seat.
Then, Lance straightened in his chair and pressed a hand to his stomach. A grimace crossed his face and he stood up.
“Lance? Are you okay?”
“Stomachache.” He bit out, gritting his teeth as he climbed into bed.
Keith frowned. “Are you going to be sick?”
“I don’t…maybe.” He groaned.
“What happened? You were fine literally a minute ago.”
“I’m fine. Leave me alone.” He groaned, curling into himself as tightly as possible.
“-I’m FINE. This happens a lot. Leave me alone.”
“What do you mean?” He demanded. “Do you need to see a doctor?”
Lance let out a heavy sigh. “I have…nnngh…I have ADHD.”
“That…what does that have to do with your stomach?”
“I forgot to take my meds. This is a side effect.”
“Oh shit.” Keith said, his eyebrows shooting up. “Do you need anything?”
“I just need to…r-ride it out.” He groaned, gripping the blankets and writhing in pain. Sharp, stabbing, cramping pains were shooting across his abdomen in waves.
“Are you sure?”
Lance just groaned in pain, pressing his face into the pillow.
“Okay, I’m calling Shiro.”
“-it’s not up for discussion, Lance.” He said firmly.
Lance whimpered in pain, squeezing his eyes shut.
Keith dialed Shiro’s number, keeping his eyes on Lance.
“Shiro, we need you over here.”
“What’s the matter?”
“What happened with Lance?”
“He has a really bad stomachache…he’s writhing in pain in bed and I don’t know what to do.”
“Does he have a fever?”
“I don’t-Lance, do you have a fever?”
“No, idiot. I don’t have a fever.” Lance spat. “I’m not SICK, you don’t need to call Sh-Shiro…I’m f-ngggh.”
Keith rolled his eyes. “He doesn’t have a fever.”
“Give him something for the pain, I’ll be there soon.”
A wave of nausea rolled over him, and he got out of bed and made a b-line for the bathroom.
Lance slammed the door shut, and leaned over the toilet to empty his stomach. When he emerged from the bathroom, pale and shaky, Shiro was there.
“Are you alright?” He asked, pressing his hand to Lance’s cheek.
Lance batted his hand away. “I’m fine.”
Throwing up almost always brought relief when this happened. He felt mostly better, his stomach still hurt but it was nowhere as bad as before.
“You’re not fine.” Shiro said, shaking his head. Lance groaned, thoroughly irritated at all the attention he was getting.
Keith pursed his lips. “He says it’s a side effect from not taking his medication.”
Shiro frowned. “What? What medication?”
Lance clenched his jaw. “I have ADHD. I forgot to take my medication and that’s why I was so unbearable today.”
“Lance, you weren’t-”
“I annoyed you…I know I was. I knew when I kept cutting you off. I know how annoying I get when I don’t take them…I tried really hard to stop…to be normal, but I couldn’t. I’m sorry.” Lance said, his eyes filling with tears.
“Look,” Shiro started. “I’ll admit…I was getting frustrated.”
“Me too, but dude, it wasn’t just that you were annoying. We knew something was up, you’re not usually this…uh…”
“All over the place.” Shiro supplied.
“Yeah, that. You’re not usually all over the place like this.”
rip to yugyeom’s black hair SEPT 2016 - AUG 2017. gone but never forgotten. u were good to us and blessed us with many iconic yugyeom looks, while also being kind to his scalp. we truly do appreciate the sacrifice u made in order to salvage the remains of jaebum’s dying hair, not all heros wear capes.
izzica answered your question: “IM GOING ON A RICK AND MORTY HYPE whoooo has some suggestions I can…”
morty who’s super duper drunk off ricks stash and is super sad??? maybe morty who trashes ricks garage (lab) bc he’s just so angry at rick being gone (turning himself in??). morty just being troubled bc rick, his only friend, is gone.
Thank you for the suggestion! I honestly really wanted to draw the trashing the garage thing (a+ idea btw), but as you can see my skill with backgrounds is suuuuuppperr limited lmao ;;;