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My precious goat
who…
your art is so delicious
omg hehehe thank you!!😁🍴
hello beloved wonderful people i have a print shop up now🫶
Shop gallery quality Art Prints by starsoup.
movies used to be beautifully lit
accused of using too many ellipses... don't care... there's always more to come...
Let's do this again and again and again
hello beloved wonderful people i have a print shop up now🫶
Shop gallery quality Art Prints by starsoup.
spent 2 hours writing less than 700 words they’re calling it the most efficient process in the world
É que eu preciso dizer que eu te amo / Te ganhar ou perder sem engano / Eu preciso dizer que eu te amo tanto
plotting……
back to plotting.
beach day <3
successor to this
print shop coming soon lowkey…
gripping the shoulders of my past self and begging her with tears in my eyes to use a standard print aspect ratio
print shop coming soon lowkey…
[running after the kl yuri train] waaaitt !!!! wait for meeee !!!
Playing with friends might as well be drugs
desire path ☾ ⋆ rated T ⋆ 5.4K
canon compliant, season 3, black paladin keith, red paladin lance, drunken confessions
“I’m not cut out for this shit,” Lance admits, hardly able to face Keith as he says it. He passes the bottle back.
Keith looks at the glass, at where Lance’s lips just were, and is unable to bring it to his own. It feels too intimate. He frowns, sorting through things in his mind. “…For parties?”
Lance looks at him like he’s being purposefully dense. “For Voltron.” He rolls a hand out toward the sky. “For— for being out here in space.”
Or, sometimes a few drinks go a long way.
part 1 ⋆ part 2 ⋆ part 3 ⋆ part 4