#cradles him gently in my arms

[aroace-poly-show]

religious trauma mafuyu i love you

[alchemist-shizun]

Batch number two (and last for now) of xxc character studies is done! This one I did a tad faster, features only yi city arc screenshots AND ONLY SMILING ONES BECAUSE HE HAS A PRETTY SMILE, case closed. Anyway hope u like these too !

[getosugurusbangs]

every time i see this picture of bachira, i get a little freaked out and giggle about how intense his gaze is

but then i was looking on his wiki page and i see this?? 😭😭

i also ended up finding this lol…. no bitches 😔😔

[sharpwisteria]

If Dammon BG3 not kissable then why he look like that?

[suzu-by-starlight]

what if the hcq were just a bunch of dnd nerds that split up due to life happenings and what we’ve been getting about the happier days is the campaign and the bitter end is jing yuan’s dramatization of their inevitable split

now he teaches children how to play this beloved game and he adopted a kid who turned out loves the game just as much as him, yanqing, while trying to find healthy ways to cope with grief

he lives off his considerable winnings from his time as a professional starchess player and now he gets to watch yanqing grow

fate of other hcq members:

baiheng died of cancer jingliu is in physical therapy after getting into an accident after baiheng died dan feng moved away yingxing moved with dan feng and both of them were seeking out better paying jobs. jing yuan hasnt seen them since

(dan heng is living his best life playing dnd with the astral express, whom he all met in high school and college [march in high school, caelus + stelle and himeko in college, welt was found by himeko to become their dm. he is currently dating caelus.])

[mrsoharaa]

i just had this beautiful perfect cozy dream (i just woke up like half an hour ago lmao) of me and miggy going on a casual/comfy (long sweatshirts x baggy sweatpants) pier date :((

[dent-de-leon]

You ever think about how Molly is like....smol?

aHHH YES YES I LOVE IT SO MUCH!! oh he looks so cute here I would also like to cradle him in my hands ;; baby...the tiny tail curling and little hearts make me weak--

bUT YES MOLLY BEING SMALL IS VERY IMPORTANT TO ME!!

Just a cute little tief. Very full of love. I adore him so much. Forever thinking about Molly going up on tiptoe to give Yasha and Caleb a forehead kiss--

[mymarifae]

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[binghe-malewife-goals]

[sits] yall ever think about how jayce's childhood dreams get twisted into something else

[humantome]

i wante. to kiss the robot. please </3

[kazieka]

brasso would’ve thrown the first brick at stonewall. not just bc he’s an ally, my man just loves hurling bricks at cops

[triforce-of-mischief]

Lu Legend for unhinged character bingo?

[bebethsas]

"don't ya big boy?" Robin, Steve, that is not a human person, that is a gremlin. You are letting a gremlin hotwire your new ride XD

also: (!!!) "That was as unambiguous a sign of true love as these cynical eyes have ever seen."

I don't remember this line??? I know that I watched the scene, how do I not remember a line that's this raw???

(also, brb, gotta compare that to whatever Steve told Eddie in the Infinite Mixtape version of this scene.)

found it!

"What Chrissy did after you got snagged was the most full-on true-love thing I've ever seen, man."

EDDIE MUNSON APPRECIATION WEEK ⇢ DAY ONE: FAVORITE QUOTES

[suzu-by-starlight]

weird little snippet schist of something: they never failed to appear. not a single dream could pass by without magically landing on his former friends, now scattered to the astral winds.

but every time, he could not offer a single true word to his lost companions, one of soft comfort or even the embrace of death, a brief reprieve from their constant torment.

jing yuan could not offer blade the only thing his broken soul truly yearned for, no matter how much he could waltz in his realm of fantasy.

jing yuan could no more cleanse dan heng of his sins as dan feng as the sea could stop raging.

he could not bring jingliu back from the depths of mara, as he definitely could not revive baiheng.

he could pretend that blade was still yingxing, the arrogant craftsman, and that the newly hatched dan heng was still dear old dan feng, and the two of them were coming to visit him out of the love of their hearts.

he could pretend his master was there for him, to reminisce on the old times.

alas, dreams are a fickle thing on the xianzhou alliance, especially as the general of the luofu. he could not afford to rest, could not afford to be allowed to be a human, or else everything else he sacrificed the better part of his lifespan for could be pulled right under his feet.

no matter how much he wished to give up, his responsibilities both dragged him down and made him lighter (yes, how paradoxical).

after all, yanqing would be terribly lonely, and who would be there to guide dearest fu xuan?

jing yuan supposed he was no less as tethered to this life as blade was. but perhaps coming back to a smile would be better than knowing that smile would disappear without him.

[arwenkenobi48]

What a grumpy little cranky pants 🥰

Istg whenever I see him do this now I’m just like “awww who’s a fuzzy wuzzy little kitty? Who’s the sweetest lil cutie pie? It’s you, yes it is, yes it is” and I wanna swaddle him in a big fluffy blanket 😊

[emmyrosee]

They’re loud in the living room.

Hinata, curled happily with a bag of chips on the floor, adjacent to Bokuto and Atsumu sat sprawled out on the couch, while Kiyoomi was as collected as could be on the free cushion, hands folded in his lap with his elbows on his knees as his dark eyes followed the plays on screen. You watch as they cheer and hoot at the saves and spikes, groaning when one team scores and cheering when theirs does.

It’s a scene that you’d love to see over and over again.

It’s also a scene you love to mess the serenity of.

“Sakusa,” you call from your perch in the doorway, and immediately, all heads whip to you. Kiyoomi tenses up, Atsumu sits up straight and Bokuto blinks owlishly, and from the floor, Hinata’s head cocks to the side in interest. “Can you come here for a sec?”

Childishly, the other three men offer him a collective “oooo,” to which your boyfriend scowls at. He quickly gets onto his feet and makes his way into the kitchen with you, panic on his features.

“Is everything okay?” He asks.

You nod, “yes. Can you reach that bowl up there?”

Immediately, Kiyoomi reaches up and grabs the bowl on the high shelf, bringing it down before cradling it to his chest, “I put this bowl here; is that why you’re mad?”

“I’m not mad,” you say simply.

“You called me Sakusa,” he pouts in fear. “You don’t call me sakusa. They do.”

“But that’s your name?”

“Not to you,” he says. “No, no- you call me the utmost feral things you can call someone, yet now you want to be formal, I don’t like that. What did I do?”

“You didn’t do anything, just give me the bowl,” you say, finding slight amusement at this charade. He winces and slowly passes you the bowl, but when you open your mouth to thank him, he immediately wraps his arms around you and pulls you in for a kiss, the bowl pressing between you. You merely giggle as he pulls back to sponge kisses on your face.

“I’m sorry,” he says between kisses. “Tell me what I did wrong.” He follows with another kiss. “I never want to make you mad.” Kiss. “I love you.” Kiss. “I love you I love you I love you-“

“Okay!” You giggle. “I know you do!”

“Say it back,” he grumbles.

You roll your eyes and cup his cheeks, making him look at you while you press a kiss to the tip of his nose. “I love you. I promise I’m not mad.”

“You’re not? You’re sure?”

“I was messing with you, my love,” you snort. Then, you nod towards the door, “you guys can’t be the only ones having fun tonight. I have to keep you on your toes.” You gently poke his stomach, grinning as he yelps and moves away. When your eyes flick to the doorway, there’s three curious heads watching the scene unfold. Two of them watch happily- the blonde one looks more than mischievous as he absorbs this new level of blackmail.

You smile and kiss his cheek, “go, watch your game with the boys. I’ll be in the bedroom.”

“Okay,” he sighs, voice much lighter than moments before. You watch as all three heads dash from the doorway to go back to the couch, swift to avoid Kiyoomi’s wrath. “I love you.” He takes a step back, “love you. I love you!” He makes his way to the threshold, “I love you!”

“I love you too,” you chuckle back.

“I love you twice as much!”

“GOD, YOU HAVE GUESTS OVER!” Atsumu gags.

“You’re just bitter because you can’t get a text back,” Kiyoomi hisses, and you can’t help but laugh at the switch from baby voice to stern, firm voice. He flashes you a wink before making his way back to the couch, and when you peek out at the furniture again, he’s in a headlock by Bokuto, his hair being ruffled in a way you know he’s going to complain about later.

Half heartedly, of course.