Why do you make everything gay/trans?
why do i wake up in the morning and enjoy the sun on my face the fresh air in my lungs. why do i wonder at the intricacies of nature when i wander among trees. why do i delight in the colors of moss and the muffling qualities of loam like snow. why does my heart alight at the sound of rain, the weight of a storm. why do i smile at the sight of squirrels and birds and gasp at the glimpse of deer or elk. why do i roam. why do i open myself to all that can be known. why do i feel warmth in the presence of friends and curiosity in the presence of strangers. why do i tend gardens and visit oceans. why do i persist in pushing this aching body forward, day after day. why do i live
vampire: My darling, my eternal flame, my heart's joy taken human form... you simply must drink water your blood tastes like shit.
Wait, I have something to give you!
[The heebie jeebies has been added to your inventory]
my friends jerk off to more avant-garde concepts than your friends do
I love to think about Kim's moments of peace in GRIH, eating a sandwich he packed himself (he’s been buying the same canned tuna and mayonnaise brand for a decade) and watching the big cranes move big crates into big ships. Kimrichment. Sometimes there are even dockworkers with big arms around to tastefully compliment the scene.
VISUAL CALCULUS / INLAND EMPIRE / SHIVERS / PERCEPTION
deviantart + insta + commissions
Kim Skills!
No faces for him.
(drew this to accompany what started as a little spin-off of another fic...it's on ao3)
man who opened a parenthesis he forgot to close 4 years ago is tragically unaware everything he's said since has been an aside
“their relationship is too deep to be sexual” what’s deeper than dick in hole. please tell me