slime alhaitham and fungus kaveh inspired by u 💞
SLIME HAITHAM W THE LIL FLOWERS AAAA
and FUNGUS KAVEH !!!!! look at his sad wet eyes 😭😭😭💙💙💙 i just let out the weirdest noise at that hes so cute omg
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dirty work the unbelievable album that you are....... like Under A Paper Moon (with the iconic and perfect screams at the end), the perfection that is Return The Favor, the quick wit and absolute bop of Get Down On Your Knees, Heroes which has one of their best bridges EVER, not to mention the absolute fan favorites that are Time-Bomb, Guts, A Daydream Away....... dirty work I love you so much forever and ever 💙
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i had the pleasure of commissioning @jellyaris for this amazing artwork of Harvey and my farmer, Peach. it's somehow more perfect than i could have imagined, and i can't thank them enough!!
based on the following scene from my fic, razing doubt.
Some sunlight managed to brighten the sky behind the clouds. The wind had calmed. Our footsteps were barely audible over the endless patter of the rain. Harvey’s umbrella swung from the crook of my arm while we walked together under mine.
“I’m not sure we’ll make it in time,” Harvey fretted.
“I promised to get you there, didn’t I?”
“Yes, before you dug through everything you own to find your rain boots.”
“Everything I own fits in two drawers and a tiny closet. And if I recall, you were still getting dressed.”
“That’s— I could blame you for that too,” Harvey muttered, color rising to his cheeks.
“No fair,” I said, stepping to the side to get a better look at him. “There’s no way you walked all this way in a rainstorm— before dawn in a rainstorm— just to tell me about some broken phones.”
“Well,” he began, scratching the back of his head. A smile bloomed across his face.
“Well?” I giggled. “Admit it. You just wanted to see me.”
“Your hair’s getting wet.”
“It was barely dry when we left. And don’t change the subject, y—”
In one gentle motion, Harvey caught my arm and whirled me around to face him. The rain had made his wavy hair a bit more wild. His grin dug those tiny little lines around his eyes. My heart pounded as his fingers brushed my cheek, and his eyes bore into mine.
“I wanted to see you,” he said. The look in his eyes pushed the air out of me. His sincerity liquefied my nerve, and I had the urge to hide from him again.
“Okay,” I breathed when I’d found my voice. “Good. Come on. We’re in a hurry, remember?” I took his hand and pulled him after me to the cobblestone path ahead.
you can find the full chapter here, or start Peach's story from the beginning here 🖤
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I made a post ab your f/o giving you your favorite flowers
Imagine it the other way around
Imagine giving your f/o their favorite flowers.
Imagine their reaction. Their eyes lighting up and the smile that crosses their face. They way they hug you, and the way they thank you.
Maybe they're more stoic. Imagine the slight blush on their face. Them trying not to smile. The slight "thanks.." they let out.
Just imagine
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