#I'm making them myself

[medicine-san]

WHY IS IT SO HARD TO FIND KALIM FANARTISTS WHERE ARE THEY

I DO REMEMBER TONS OF YANDERE KALIM FANARTISTS BACK IN 2020 WHERE ARE YOU GUYS

[theautisticfroglord]

「Darling」

Pairing: Marx Francois x reader

Warnings: none

Fanfic type: Fluff

word count: 576

"Aw, honey, you overworked yourself again?" you softly ask him as he climbs into bed with you. He lays next to you and holds your hand.

you softly kiss him on the cheek, and he looks over at you.

"Y/N..." he mumbles, his voice sounding exhausted.

"Honey, come here... you sound so tired," you purr, pulling Marx into your arms and cuddling him.

"I'm fine," he insists, trying to pull away from you but he stops when he feels you kiss his neck.

Your fingers gently brush through his soft teal hair, and he lets out a sigh of contentment.

Marx's face blushes adorably. You look up at his face, and you can’t help but smile at how cute he is.

You pull the blanket across both of your bodies and you hug him tighter. you bury your face in his neck and you kiss him all over as you delicately play with his hair.

"Y/N..." Marx whimpers in response to you kissing him. you continue pressing soft kisses to his neck and face, earning more whimpers from him.

You can tell that Marx is flustered and happy, so you start praising him to make him even happier.

"I'm so proud of you, honey, you work so hard... I love how sweet you are, so adorable" you keep kissing him and whispering in his ear.

a soft cry came out of him so you pause and lift your gaze to meet his again.

"Y/N...i love you so much..." Marx cries out happily. You gently wipe away his tears and kiss him on the lips.

"I love you too, baby... you're so pretty when you cry," you whisper comfortingly to him, and you notice his cute, endearing smile.

"T-thank you..." Marx sighs and you remember that he's tired.

"O-Oh, I'm sorry for keeping you up, honey," you apologize and he softly kisses your forehead.

"It's alright, darling..." he sighs as he starts to drift off to sleep.

"I love you, Marx," you mumble into his chest as you fall asleep as well.

Later, when you wake up, you hear Marx's soft breathing. you gaze up at him and you notice how pretty he is when he's asleep.

You carefully bury your face in his neck again and start touching his hair really gently so you don't wake him.

"Y/N...?" You hear him murmur your name in a tired voice.

"Sorry for waking you up baby..." you almost whimper. Marx then kisses you on the lips gently.

"It's fine, darling," he mumbles, his voice tired, but soft.

"Your voice is so pretty, even when you just woke up," you purr, placing a hand on his cheek. he gives you a weary but adorable smile.

Marx looks up at the clock and softly gasps.

"I-i need to get ready and go, soon," he says, gently moving you and almost getting out of bed when he feels your hand gently tugging his arm.

"Honey, i don't think you have work today," you insist.

"Oh... right, I have a day off today..." he looks over at you tiredly, his cheeks lightly blushing with embarrassment.

You tug his arm again gently, and Marx climbs back into bed and kisses you on the lips.

"Let's spend time together..." you whisper into his lips. Marx nods in agreement.

"I love you... my darling..." Marx sinks into your shoulder, and you rub his back.

"I love you too."

[inkskinned]

she's singing in another room and my dog is asleep at my feet. my grandma asked me why i haven't found a man yet and i laughed. oh, you know. i like my house clean.

my girlfriend is also my man is also "my partner" if i'm in a professional setting. yesterday we went to a ren faire and a man mimed at me - you're together? and at my delighted nod, his baffled, you're gay? made me laugh. a woman with rainbow hair said i love the two of you together. you're both so beautiful it's absurd.

my dad introduced my partner as my "..... friend. or whatever" the other day. he knows we're dating. in the same way, i was never able to get my sister's husband to stop saying that's gay like it's 2008. he still uses the word fa***t, and my sister's defense of him has always been well, he's just kidding.

my lover and i dance to old music in a tiny kitchen. we judge new music together and take food critique very seriously. we watch love is blind before we fall asleep and agree that if they had a queer season, it would be bloody but also make for excellent tv. of fucking course queer people would know someone for only 2 weeks and agree to get married. what are you saying.

at a bar with friends, a man puts his hand on my wrist. got a boyfriend? and yes, i do have a boyfriend, she's amazing. i am texting her while i wander around a gas station named after geese. i am visiting a swing state for a wedding. in the candy aisle i overhear: she's actually like a lesbian it's disgusting. two teenage girls with packaged sandwiches in their hands, giggling. no literally, like. i'm not, like. okay with her being there while we're all, like, naked and changing.

my girlfriend and i tailgate, drink gin and cider out of cups. from the frat group beside us, a man corrects himself with one of his friends: bro, i mean, nonbinary entity, and it makes everyone around him laugh, myself included. he razzes his friend the same way i would have killed for at 19 years old - like nothing happened, he continues: you apply sunscreen like an alien. he does a little sassy (and fairly accurate) dance interpretation of the motion. his friend is laughing so hard they're crying.

i am lucky, i live in a safe neighborhood in a safe state. my masc passenger princess comes up from DC. i drive her for an hour to where all the leaves are a violent arrangement of color. we walk along the trails, letting autumn into our blood. in this part of the state, there's a lot of pickup trucks and trump signs. when we chastely kiss before getting into the car, i accidentally make eye contact with a woman holding her child's wrist. she looks disgusted. she looks fucking pissed.

two hours later my girl and i are eating dinner on a patio, soaking in the last warmth of new england sun before the chill of winter sets in. we are giggling and trying to talk through plastic vampire teeth. at another table, i see a young woman sit up straighter. i watch her watch us. she blushes and takes her partner's hand from across the table. shy, like the taste of evening has just become something deeper.

it's worth it for this moment, i think. my lover is still humming the same song she's been singing for four days straight and i don't want to kill her for it. her guitar is beside my bed. her toothbrush is in my bathroom. in a few moments i will make us lunch. we are lucky enough to have found each other. it is lucky enough to be in love.

[16th-of-a-twigg]

“And I am more than these bones I feel love, I feel alone I just wish you would come home” - Flesh & Bones; Keaton Henson

Original 2014 version Companion 2015 piece Ko-Fi

[andsewingishalfthebattle]

Novice sewing pattern: Cut out shapes. Line up the little triangles on the edges. Stitch edges together. We've also included step-by-step assembly instructions with illustrations.

Novice knitting pattern: yOU MUSt uNDerstANd thE SECret cOdE CO67 (73, 87, 93) BO44 (63, 76, 90) 28 (32, 34) slip first pw repeat 7x K to end *kl (pl) 42 * until 13" (13, 13, 15) join new at 30 pl for 17 rows ssk 27 k2tog mattress lengthwise BO and sacrifice a goat to the knitting gods. WHAT DO YOU MEAN YOU WANT "INSTRUCTIONS," I JUST GAVE THEM TO YOU

[nikoisme]

The constant temptation and promise of everything and nothing in the odyssey. The sirens promise odysseus to know, and the lotus eaters promise him to forget. He could be an immortal, and he could be a beggar. Be known, and be a stranger. He could be alive, and he could be dead. He could be odysseus, and he could be nobody. And the man of many ways tries to be a little bit of everything.

[poorly-drawn-mdzs]

In the world of heavy metals, love is denser than hate!

[hellouniversehowareyou]

precious idiots

[navree]

i think more people need to realize that the circumstances of how jason todd died would make him deeply untrusting of not only other people, not only himself and his own instincts, but specifically other people's proclamations of what they feel about/for him and how he reacts to that in turn

[macksartblock]

something something four horsemen something

(bonus goof below, courtesy of my friend)

me n the boys hitting up Papa J's

[daimiyamoto]

JOSH ANDRÉS RIVERA

AMERICAN SPORTS STORY Consequences, with Extreme Prejudice

[wwillywonka]

rewatching where no man has gone before and it's wild how different spock's characterisation is in this versus the rest of the series. like i know logically (haha) that the episode was so early that the show and nimoy didn't really have a grasp on the character yet (made evident by the "one of my ancestors married a human woman" line), but it also strikes me that this is technically kirk's first episode in timeline (production) order, meaning jim and spock have barely started to get to know each other. it's obvious from the chess game that they're already very close and likely have been joined at the hip since their very first meeting, so i like to think that spock is almost, ya know, giddy at this point, adjusting to the comforting warmth and joy and security he feels just by being around jim all the time because it's all so new, because he's never had anything like this before. spock likes jim so much and so immediately and wants to get to know him better and feels safe enough around him to let jim get to know him better, too. the interaction at the end, "i felt for him, too" and "there might be some hope for you yet, mr. spock." followed by a very not-subtle, fond smile from our dear vulcan first officer, just stands out so much against the rest of the series. young spock and his brand new blossoming crush for his captain and he hasn't gotten to the point where he's afraid of those feelings yet, just basking in how nice it feels to have a proper friend. so damn cute. it fills me with butterflies.

[speakofcompersion]

cutie moments during Ephemeral Gaze soundcheck 😌💘 [240901 WANT / SITA]

[cxnsdellaj]

Dangerously yours

"If i betray you, i betray myself."

"If i betray him, i betray my country."

"My country is very dear to me."

"Dearer than i?"

"..."

"No, not dearer than you."

I saw an edit with this song and immediately thought of NoMae.💔

[hoofpeet]

Potentially weird habit but. When I get really fixated on an oc/blorbo or whatever I get embarrassed thinking cringey shit "In front of" them. Like ah fuck I was cringe in front of my imaginary fursona. shit

[ineed-to-sleep]

She is Looking at you 👁👁