#DORYM
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queenjulia11 · 15 hours ago
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Liam O’Brien the man that you are.
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stormisamoth · 3 days ago
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DORYM NATION HOW WE FEELIN?
You guys I love them so much, their talk was so beautiful and perfect also! Orym is Dorian's first love! There is nothing else in my brain rn I can't stop thinking about them.
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ittybittyremy · 2 days ago
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The beautiful thing about Dorym's slow burn is that it can be divided into 5 eras...
I have a crush on you and even I'm not aware of it (EXU)
I'll just be here pining away, don't mind me (E1 - E14)
Distance makes the heart grow fonder but I feel insecure about my feelings for you [aka: "oh"] (E15 - E93)
I love you, I need you, I'll take care of you (E93 - E111)
The feelings are mutual but we have to focus on saving the world (E112 ->)
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stydiaandthejeep · 2 days ago
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It's already way too late when Ashton realizes it - or rather, when they're consciousness allows them to admit it, when it surfaces from the cold hardness of their rock interior, like a dandelion blooming through concrete cracks.
They're already facing the first wave of reilorans stationed outside the interior chambers of the underground, where Ludinus is - they've already absorbed all the power they could, some of them have even said their goodbyes.
He'd watched Laudna and Imogen embrace and whisper promises to each other in tears before locking hands. He gasped with the rest of them in surprise as Dorian picked Orym up by his waist and kissed him sensless, until both of their faces burned red and Orym could no longer maintain his serious-leader expression, now replaced with a smitten smile.
Ashton could feel Fearne's gaze burn into him for a moment right after, but his hands were shaking so bad that he could not return it. It felt like a final puzzle slotting into place - they said their thanks to Letters and to Bertrand one last time.
So it did not matter that he felt his eyes water for the first time in ages, that he could not help staring at her, memorizing every detail, every freckle. They were close enough - he could have squeezed her hand in passing. Instead, a series of loud explosions announced them it was time to start hitting as much as he could, protect the others like he'd promised himself he would.
He had never fought with such a silent determination - and in the chaos of spells and weapons flying, no one could notice their wet face, the way they were murmuring over and over under their breath - 'It's too late now.'
Without realizing, he'd positioned himself to shield her, to take the damage aimed at her. They could feel the singe of fire passing them by their face, could hear her gasp whenever he would brace himself to take the brunt of another hit. This was the least he could do. He was hours, maybe minutes from dying without even telling her. His rage came naturally - it was rage aimed at himself this time, for not working his shit out earlier, for not allowing himself to process it all in due time.
Seeing her get scraped by an incoming arrow, blood dripping from the side of her arm - it now felt worse than taking an arrow himself. Seeing her hurt was enough to make him see red - in a second he materialized through a portal behind the attacker and did not even bother to use their hammer, instead gripping their neck and snapping it without a second thought. Fearne made eye contact with them from across - her worried expression let them know she could see now that Ashton was crying while fighting, silent tears mixing with stray blood. Instead, he smiled at her, fond and so fucking devoted, he imagined.
He realized how in love he was with her, but it was too late. He would probably have to die and take all that love with him. Maybe for a second, Fearne could read it on his face - he was watching her like she was the sun.
Ashton turned around, and willed himself to keep attacking.
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gobliiine · 1 day ago
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Anyways halflings have tails and Orym likes to wrap his tail around Dorian’s wrist when they cuddle. He also purrs
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oddthesungod · 2 months ago
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Windswept 🍃
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teaweltzer · 17 days ago
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May I simply hold you?
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caitmayart · 20 days ago
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That was one hell of a PAUSE, D O R I A N
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suraelis · 20 days ago
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From Critical Role C3EP111
When Ashley said "Let it cook", Liam said "We're done with the slow burn"
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marvelousbelladonna · 20 days ago
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Dorian and Orym admit their feeling for each other and share a nice night cuddled together
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xandrikart · 5 months ago
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jennydolfen · 19 days ago
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"May I simply hold you?"
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The sweetest slow-burn boys are finally in each other's arms. 🫠🫠🫠
My entire social media feed is EXPLODING with these, I'll just throw mine onto the pile. XD
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revvethasmythh · 3 months ago
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rann-poisoncage · 3 months ago
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theunfriendlyghoul · 8 days ago
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HASHTAG LET ORYM BE A SILLY HIMBO 2024
(i may or may not be drawing this whole interaction cause goofy jealous dorian has my entire heart)
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blueberrychill · 17 days ago
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Just posting this here again for no reason in particular ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)
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