#im aliveeeee

[dusalex]

I love Harvey

[heavenly-memerant]

[track8]

your lips on mine (sunday hsr x reader)

is there sanctity in a first kiss? sunday was not naive enough to think so. there is nothing righteous in the simple act of touching one’s lips to another’s, nor is it a virtuous endeavor whose grace and meaning are elevated by the mere fact that one has never done it before. kissing is no baptism, for what is there to gain from it? he thought the idea was dramatized to a bitter extent, to the point that he considered disappointment to be intrinsic to the experience for anyone foolish enough to hope for something more. when lips collide, what really happens? he asks himself. nothing.

which was why he had purged all romantic expectation from his mind. any kiss will be nothing more than mechanical in nature. he’d come to accept that. he had taken off the veritable rose-colored glasses and squashed them under the heel of his cynicism, though he might’ve labeled it as the honest truth rather than a bitter conclusion he arrived at with no real basis– for he had never kissed anyone himself. all he knew was what he saw, and all he saw was no more than two faces coming close to touch together the soft pink tissue and muscle above the chin.

even when he started seeing you, this unromantic notion that he had of the first kiss – or any kiss – was something he could never quite let go of. it was almost painful hearing him describe such a beautiful thing so unfeelingly. there was only one way to prove him wrong, and it would not be incorrect to say that your first kiss with him was fueled just as much by your immense desire to kiss him as it was by a playful spite.

doubt swirled in his mind right until the moment your breath hit his face. he felt that first: the warmth of it. and suddenly the air entering and leaving your lungs was more than just mechanical: it was the indication of your closeness. your proximity slowly whittled away at his dubiety, and it all but vanished when your lips touched his.

and all at once it was more than just that.

he felt what he couldn’t see. all thought vanished from his mind, he felt lightheaded enough that perhaps the wings sprouting from behind his ears could carry him away with ease. his halo flickered, his eyes closed, those little wings fluttered and he had no control over any response. he didn’t feel the simple touch of your mouth, he sensed the tenderness in your closeness.

when you pulled back, he pushed forth. it was funny, he thought, how he felt like he was floating from the touch of your lips but at the same time was anchored to it as if by gravity.

it was this duality of feeling that your kiss had introduced him to. in a way, your kiss had indeed baptized him into a whole new dimension of intimacy and closeness, and that indeed, he mused as he looked at you with a reverent smile, held its own kind of sacredness.

[pixlokita]

Been wanting to make winged Mike more creacher xD but the anatomy hurts my brain :’> this was a good attempt 👌

[dovyyy]

[cyberiada]

alchemist Galleo from @cinni-k 's quest swap au because i'm rotating it in my brain like a rotisserie chicken in a microwave

[faithfulfeasts]

How does this mans expressions work when he has teeth for eyebrows??? Who knows.I don’t

[loveisliquor]

open to: anyone (m/f/nb)

“honestly-- why is your face like that?” allegra’s head tilts as she asks the question, as if another angle of their face would make them less devastatingly beautiful. “it’s actually really fucking annoying that anyone should be that damn fine whilst eating ice cream-- mate-- you’re distracting me from cookies and cream-- with the way you’re licking that spoon-- it’s indecent!”