KISS THAT FICTIONAL MAN

Harvey Birdman, Attorney at Law

Silly silly bird...man... hero. I looove him.

Selfship tag: lovebirds

Dr. Martin Brenner from Stranger Things !!!!!!!

I love you evil old man.. dilf... need him.

Selfship tag: #let me occupy your mind as you do mine

The D-Day Knight from the Monument Mythos!!

Hes like. So. So.... so... heeheehw <3333 I love hims so much. Powerful powerful man. God-like. The only man with free will. Yadda yadda.

Selfship tag: #we form a balance: night and day

John Gein from the Shoreside Mirages

Big.. strong... scary... he's an asshole but like what if.... what if he loved me... teehee. Former CNN reporter turned detective then fired for making a rude ass insensitive comment about his coworkers' deaths.

Selfship tag: #the only one my arms will hold

Various other romantic selfships you may or may not see me gush abt

Vergil (Devil May Cry)

Lalo Salamanca (Better Call Saul)

Curly (Mouthwashing)

Brainiac (DC comics)

Snow Miser (year without a Santa claus)

The Lone Cyberman (doctor who)

AM (ihnmaims)

The Choten (Kaijudo)

The Operator (Marble Hornets)

The Drifter (Deadlock)

Harvey yawned as he shut his apartment door behind him, slipping out of his yellow loafers and leaving them by the door.

"Yeesh! Rough day!" Harvey announced to Dove- who he knew was somewhere in his apartment at the moment. "Felt as if my client was purposefully trying to incriminate himself. Giving away too much to the prosecution. You should've seen Vulturo! Looking all smug as he cross examined. Pah. It'll be a miracle if Mentok rules in my favor."

Harvey was turned away from Dove as she entered the living room, hugging herself with her feathers ruffled in discomfort. Unaware to the turmoil brewing inside her.

"But that's work. What has my love bird been up to, huh? Lucky you with your day offs." Harvey chuckled, removing his mask and setting it safely aside.

Glancing over at Dove, he took in her expression and immediately his attitude went serious.

"Is something wrong?" Harvey asked, eyebrows raised in concern as he came closer to his girlfriend, his wings twitching at her perceived distress. "Did I do something wrong? Ah- don't tell me- did I leave the toilet seat up again before I left? I'm still so unused to living with you- I promise I'll stop doing it-"

"No-" Dove cut him off, tone firm before realizing it came off a little too curt. "No- it's not that." She said, softer, hands moving to let her fingers fidget with the other, casting her gaze down.

Harvey watched her for a minute in silence, waiting for Dove to tell him off for something- or tell him something that happened while he was away- anything. When it didn't come, Harvey let out a little noise of concern.

"Well... whatever it is... you can tell me, Dove." He murmured softly, confused, but still worried for her. "You know I won't do anything crazy."

Dove swallowed nervously, her feathers fluffing up more- giving away her stress level.

"Hey! Orrrr you can tell me when you want to. You don't have to tell me right now." Harvey raised his hands defensively, before placing one on each shoulder, rubbing them gently. "I love you. I'm gonna make myself something to eat- you want something?"

Dove hugged herself and shook her head no. Harvey sighed and clicked his tongue. "Well I'll make extra anyway because I know you'll want to steal bites of my food regardless."

Pressing a kiss to her forehead, he walked off to the kitchen to make himself some food.

When he came back out he plopped himself down next to Dove, who had curled up on the couch in some blankets, TV playing some random channel.

"Some people these days. I tell you what, Dove, it's lucky I'm not bald and featherless the way they make me want to pluck everything out." Harvey mumbled in between bites of his food, letting Dove steal some when he "wasn't" looking.

"At least being bald would give me a reason to wear the helmet and mask 24/7. I shudder to think about what I'd look like bald." Harvey grimaced. If Dove didn't want to speak at all he wouldn't push her to. He could do all the talking for both of them and then some.

And he did that, mindlessly chatted as he half paid attention to whatever was on TV, telling Dove more about his day, other minor things. Her wings were smoother, which made him feel a little happier. He'd do anything in his power to make her more comfortable with whatever was weighing on her mind.

A commercial played, some ad for a medication- but it showed a mother playing with her kids. Getting ones life back on track from a condition. It was then Dove spoke up after a moment of silence.

"How do you feel about kids?"

"Kids? I like them. I'd like them. To have them, that is. One day." Harvey hummed, tilting his head, imagining little mini-he's running around. With his light blue wings. His blond hair. He smiled dumbly at the thought.

"What about you?" Harvey asked, glancing over at her.

"...I don't know." She answered quietly, looking at the TV blankly, colors flashing across her face.

"That's okay to not know. It's a tough decision to make."

"Mmhmm." Dove mumbled her agreement.

"Yknow. I had an... well. I don't really want to call her an ex, but I guess that's what she was. Her name was Gigi. I was kinda... Stupidly obsessed with her. Don't know why, she was never actually interested in me and went around getting involved with dozens of other men. But she faked a pregnancy and made me believe it was mine. Even though I had my doubts, I was so excited to be a father." Harvey admitted, blinking as he remembered it all.

The both of them were quiet for a moment, before Harvey continued, voice annoyed. "She was just using me to get what she wanted."

Dove stared ahead, letting it fall into silence again.

After a long while, Dove mustered up a quiet: "But you would be happy to be a father?"

"Oh, Dove, I'd be the happiest man alive."

Dove shut her eyes tight for a moment, a full body shudder leaving her, wings poofing up in anxiousness.

"It'd be scary, for sure. Going into a new chapter of my life- but I'd be ecstatic. A little mini-me to run around. Perhaps they'd even inherit my powers! Would that be fun or what?" Harvey chuckled.

He wondered why she asked, reaching out to gently stroke the wing closest to him, hoping to smooth down her feathers from their stressed floof.

"That would be fun," Dove murmured out in a strained tone. "A little one that looks like you... blue wings... perhaps little black spots..."

"Aw, yeah! Spots like yours!" Harvey pointed out, eyeing one of the spots on her wings. "That'd be cute."

Dove had to mentally curse how daft he could be sometimes, huffing to herself a "Yeah. Wouldn't it."

"It would! D'aww, we'd make the cutest little kid. Fluffy blond hair, gold or blue eyes... blue wings with black spots... or perhaps brown with no spots! Hah!" Harvey pictured the theoretical child, dumb smile returning. "It's nice to think about."

Dove swallowed the lump in her throat, sighing. "Harvey. I uh. I'm." It was on the tip of her tongue, nerves refusing to let her just let it out.

"Yeah?"

"I'm pregnant."

Silence. Except for the TV that was still playing some nonsense channel. Dove met his gaze, her heart pounding. He stared at her, blinking.

"You're... ah... haha," Harvey chuckled nervously. "For real?"

"Yeah... I uh. Took a test. A couple. All positive." She rubbed the back of her neck, averting her gaze.

"Well... how do... you feel?" Harvey asked. "About it?"

"I don't know."

"And that's fine! That's okay, Dove. However you feel about it when you do feel something- I support you. Whatever you decide, I'm behind you on it." Harvey took one of her hands, squeezing it gently to comfort her.

Kissing the back of her hand, he kept it pressed to his lips. He was truly excited deep down, unable to hide the grin on his face. Scared too, but he felt happy.

"I love you, Dove. Know that. And again, whatever you decide, I've got your back. I'd be- well I'd be honored to be a father, but- it's your decision in the end." Harvey stuttered through his words, his wings fluffing up a little.

"I love you too, Harvey," Dove sniffled, trying not to be emotional but failing.

He gave her a moment to collect herself as he pulled her in for a hug, letting her drape herself over him.

"Do you want to talk more about it?" Harvey asked after a while, Dove calming down some in his arms.

"No..."

"Alright. You wanna just watch a movie and cuddle?"

"Yeah. Please."