#(slim my beloved...)

[specsthesecond]

Slime bf whose slime is sticky and super stretchy so you guys can be literally attached at the hip lol.

When you want to get up from cuddles he whines at you and as you walk away he just stretches himself so that half of him is still attached to you and the other half is on the bed

If he gets really impatient he'll pull his body together, pulling you with him back to the bed so that he's whole again and you're stuck to his side, as you should be.

You basically always have a piece of your boyfriend on you at all times. It calms him to always be touching to you in some way and it helps him know where you are when you're not close.

Maybe it's a little weird when he suggests you don't need underwear because he can be your makeshift underwear. Maybe it's a little worrying that he has to be attached to you at all times or he gets extremely anxious.

But you love him so much so why would you have a problem with that anyway, right?

꒷꒦💚꒷꒦

[fancyhats-and-fennelsbuds]

Meddling and acquainting:

This pub is surely a nice constructive place to have a chat

Yet another slice of villains' life sparked by an animated movie this time that particular Hotel Transylvania's moment

Also why just recently I discovered the funny chemistry that can sprout between Helga and Clayton (Wet patetic man cat vs 24/7 done™️ muscle mummy I dig it)

Oh dear I just noticed some typos in the comic

[jazziejax]

Daniel Kaluuya fics when??? Like, look at the material!!!

[reixtsu]

The Magic Behind the Architect’s Hands

Character: Kaveh x reader (gender not specified)

Genre: Fluff (slightly sensational and tinglingly)

Word Count: 539

Something you really like about Kaveh is his artistic slender hands. 

His hands, slender as whispers, wield the brush of an artist's soul. Fingers, long and graceful, danced across the canvas with an elegance that mirrors the strokes of a love letter written in the language of creation. How the pulse of creativity coursed through those large, tender hands, each touch leaving an indelible mark on the tapestry of art and architecture.

It was breathtaking to just stare at them.

What more to hold them?

While engrossed in individual work projects alongside Kaveh one day, weariness settled in as your attention drifted from your own tasks. Your attention wandered, captivated by Kaveh's hands. A mesmerizing sight as one hand delicately wielded a feather brush dipped in ink, rhythmic taps resonating, while the other hand gracefully shaped a corner of his blueprint.

It was like watching an elegant dance. Mesmerizing, majestic.

Then your gaze started to drift, thinking about how soft his hands might be, yet slightly calloused by his architecture duties. Before you knew it, you unconsciously reached your hand out to grasp his.

"Y/n, what are you up to?" Kaveh teased, a playful glint in his crimson eyes, momentarily shifting his focus from work to your intertwined hands.

You scoffed, feigning a look of hurt. “Does it have to be anything bad, my love?” You began to trace the lines on his palm, as if tracing the lines of a page.

“I suppose not,” Kaveh hummed, giving you a warm grin in response.

You played with his fingertips and explored the sides of his hands, committing each and every detail to memory. Gradually, you brought his hands to your lips, delivering a gentle kiss. A faint blush made its way onto your lover’s face as you continued.

“Y-Y/n, you're distracting me from my work,” Kaveh said with such a goofy smile on his face. His eyes even held a flustered glow as you gave him a sly smile.

“Then why don't you take a break, hm?” With a final, tantalizing kiss to his fingertips, you sensually traced your fingers along the velvety texture of his cheeks. Inch by inch, guided by your playful smirk, you drew your face nearer to his, your gaze lingering provocatively on the expanse of his bare chest.

Kaveh's blush bloomed across his face as his eyes looked at everything but you. His breath became heavy, very naughty thought popping into his head. 

“Y/nn… Stop your magic and control yourself!” Kaveh whisper-yelled.

“Oh? Then look at me, love,” you positioned his face to face yours, and eventually Kaveh's shy eyes finally met yours. “Ahh, there are the eyes I love seeing the most.”

“Y/n!” Kaveh whined, fighting a childish grin with a frown. Though he failed miserably.

“Your hands, Kaveh, are sculpted from the heavens above. Take care of these beautiful hands of yours not only for the archons above, but for you and me.”

No bard could capture the majesty of Kaveh's celestial gaze, the blush that adorned his countenance, or the rhythmic dance of his heart upon hearing those words. His smile expanded grandly as he leaned forward, bestowing a kiss upon your forehead.

“Thank you, my beloved.”

Author-kun’s: TODAY IS NEUVILLETTE’S BIRTHDAY! Happy birthday to the baby girl. This fanfiction literally has no relation to that…

@reixtsu 12/18/2023. Please do NOT copy, repost, or translate my work

[simpingforcys]

I just know there’s somewhere in the world who absolutely simps for this guy.

[valtsv]

okay fine i'll read homestuck. whatever. i've cracked i can't take it anymore i need to fuck around and find out.

[markdelonge]

“i'm just marshall mathers. i'm just a regular guy, i don't know why all the fuss about me. nobody ever gave a fuck before, all they did was doubt me. now everybody wanna run their mouth and try to take shots at me.”

— eminem, 2000

[the-melancholic-human]

I just remembered that hobie brown’s actor, daniel kaluuya, also has played in one of my favorite movies ever, queen and slim

Holy shit that makes so much sense

(Watch queen and slim plsss it’s amazing)

[painalotwww]

欸节日滑铲po一下

[pictures-i-like-of-fp]

Storyboards for the episode "Bun Bun"

[nicoscheer]

The reel

Well I was NOT prepared for that

[n0bluev]

@fushiglow hmm….wonder who i’d draw this for all of a sudden and why… 🤔🤔

[jacalliope]

Chat do we FW this Freeman design?

[courageisneverforgotten]

lizzy mcalpine release give me a minute & five seconds flat on cd challenge

[raayllum]

So baby, baby Come and save me Don't need those other numbers When I got my number one

[as-rare-as-trees]

Idk maybe somebody told him it's time to trim his bangs or sth