autistic keith
- at the garrison he Loved the order of everything, everything was always the same and it made him so content
- when he was living in his hermit desert shack tho he wasnt lonely at all. sign him the fuck up he loved being a hermit and not having to interact with anyone
- tries to just rub his fingertips together as a stim instead of ripping out his cuticles and ending up with his fingertips bloody
- “keith you’re bleeding!!”
“oh.”
“doesn’t it hurt?”
“..no.”- food goo has the worst Texture Ever“
- “can everyone please stop chewing and making noise?? also i need total darkness” because hes about to start crying due to a sensory overload
- he never says that though, he just gets up and leaves and goes and cries in the hallway. it sucks
- pidge sees him crying one time and hugs him tightly and the pressure helps him calm down.
- they dont talk about it
- when people touch him it takes him a minute to register the contact, so sometimes hunk will poke him from behind to get his attention, and it takes a few seconds for him to turn around and ask whats up
- “what’re you staring at?” “nothing”
- his hair is long because its a stim!!! he messes with it all the time!!!
- loves his hair in his eyes cuz its like sunglasses.. good for getting rid of the light
- sometimes you just gotta lay in your bed in total darkness and blow your eardrums out with bass music. it lets all the tension in his chest go away.
- his jacket makes him feel safe and the collar is so nice. time to pop it up and rap it tightly around his neck. he cant leave anywhere without it
- hes gotta have something on him when hes sleeping. even in the desert he’d sleep with a big weighted blanket on him and just have the fan blowing directly on his face
- doesnt get when someone is being sarcastic
- lance, jokingly: we’re not friends anymore
keith: time to mcfucking die