#cumatillis

[isolatedcore]

"Can I... kiss you?"

Send "Can I kiss you?" to see how my muse responds.

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—- Who would have          thought that while completely dead, his          heart could feel this a l i v e. It was bea-          ting rapidly, the bright color almost glo-          wing as it would lit-up the front of his           suit. He narrowed his gaze, backing off          just slightly. Don't think him wrong, he          didn't want anything else but to feel her          lips. However ---- it would not be the          same as he remembered the affection          to be.

                  " I... don't know, Vivi... "

          To reject her offer hurt more than he wan-          ted it to, though the thought of her having          to kiss a cold, lifeless surface instead of          his warm skin left an aching feeling in his          stomach --- for as much it was possible.          It seemed that, even now, he still had to          get used to his body: cold, skinless, and          above all : lifeless.

                 " I want you to, but I don't                    think it's a good idea. I'm...                    very cold, you see. I'm not....                    the same. It will be different.                    Since I'm different. "

[terraefil]

★ established communication with cumatillis & k1dsnextdoorrule

        ❝--Wait! Before you wave it off, I don't think           you're taking the time into consideration.           Compasses were invented a few thousand           years after the pyramids were built, and yet           the Egyptians somehow managed to line up           the Great Pyramid of Giza almost exactly           adjacent with the magnetic North Pole!?           C'mon, there's no other explanation! The           pyramids were built by aliens!!❞

[revengisms]

~♫

' and in the dark, i can hear your heartbeat,i tried to find the sound.but then it stopped, and i was in the darkness,so darkness i became. ‘

[revengisms]

ღ // riDES OFF INTO THE SUNSET

and she seems reluctant to be near him. it's not as if he blames her, after their last encounter. yet this meeting pains him. he does not see recognition flash within her eyes, does not see a single ounce of love or softness. just wide-eyed curiosity. lewis craves to be like the flashlight she cradles so close to her breast.

two large hands reach up slowly, as not to startle her, and caress her cheeks ever so softly. is there no way to make her remember? is he truly meant to be forgotten? lewis' jaw clicks, and he tilts his head to the side slightly to bump his face against hers. something akin to a kiss, but as he has no lips, it isn't proper.

yet while he expects her to push him away, to run, she outright laughs. and then, and then, she brushes her lips ever so softly against his skull.