blood, sender cleans blood off of receiver. + forehead, sender presses their forehead against receiver's. ( liubai 🕴️🕴️ )
another fierce battle , another victory [ … ] the high cloud quintet stayed as true to their legacy as always , felling great behemoth abominations so that they could return home to the xianzhou to bring peace to the people . truly a noble effort , albeit one that came with it's share of sadness .
jingliu , whilst making her way back to their ship all blood soaked and battle worn , she silently pondered on how long their way of living would last . a great number of years , surely … for their friendship and their collective will seemed unbreakable at present . the thought gave her some peace of mind , knowing that they were doing the right thing and that she herself was bringing some form of justice to all of those who had been lost on the xianzhou cangcheng .
her brief moment of brooding hadn't gone unnoticed , apparently [ … ] going interrupted by familiar footfalls behind the sword champion . that unmistakable treading , no other than baiheng . the ghost of a smile spread almost immediately along jingliu's tiers , body half-turning so she could regard the other . “ i was beginning to wonder where you had gotten to … ” jingliu spoke , nonchalantly so despite it being a lie . she made sure to keep track of where her lover disappeared to when they were still outside of a safe zone , secretly wanting to always be sure of her safety . any saddened thoughts were all but forgotten now that sanguine gaze had found baiheng . with a court nod , jingliu ceased in her tracks so that the other could catch up entirely .
she was greeted with both a warm smile and careful hands lifting to clean away the splats of blood that sat ‘pon the sword champions face , as attentive as ever . the gentle fussing prompted jingliu let out a short groan , finally reaching up to take a hold of the hands that plucked away stray pieces of viscera . she appreciated greatly the gesture , but presently was more interested in sharing a moment of calm . with a gentle sigh , jingliu closed the distance between them all the more and shifted to rest her forehead against the other’s . lacing fingers together , she held baiheng's hands with a softness granted to nobody else . “ i'm glad you're alright . ”
inbox prompts ... accepting ... @godfled
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Da classic gasa4 crew eating some pizza!!!
Normal version! // More shaded version!
And yeah, again my quality died, idk wut is happening :/
just saying one thing, i love to draw kyu n orby being romantic, like, look at themmmmmmmmmm!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! my cute lesbian babys that i love with all mah heartttttttttttttttttttttttttt <33333333
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AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA
I decided to make a model for Vikesh's lover, Ymir aND I JUST GOT THE SOFTEST SHOT OF THEMMMMMMMMMM
Sleeby bnuuys. ;v;
This just in, these two are so in love I think they actually top Ki'to in their absolute love and devotion to each other. I'm cry.
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I’ve been slain by ineffable husbands and how the phrase “looked at him like he hung the stars” is turned into a literal thing like. Aziraphale looks upon Crowley for he hung the stars, I’m not okay at their ineffableness
Themmmmm THEMMMMMMMMMM I'm so glad you can join me in The Agonies. I have loved them for a decade—ever since I first read the book—and I love so much that they just. fit. "soulmates aren't born, they're made" and they made one another who they are over 6000 years of slowly slowly falling into humanity and each other and discovering how they fit together and slowly re-imagining the world they want to see until they realize it's been right in front of them all along
"Aziraphale looks upon Crowley for he hung the stars" yeah that's exactly it that's EXACTLY it you get it (ToT)
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UGH BIBI LOOKIT THEMMMMMMMMMM *I hold chaipunk art in my hands lovingly like a baby bird*
(Also HELLOOOO its just regular old Jev here :D!!!)
HELLO JEV!! PRETTY COOL DRAWING YOU GOT THERE!!
Chaipunk... i love them!!
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🌹!!
here’s some hunnihawk hurt/comfort after a particularly rough day in surgery, AU where they’re together in korea
“Hawkeye, I can hear you thinking, breathe before you work yourself up again.” He slides a hand under Hawkeye’s t-shirt and lazily traces circles on his back. “Feel my hand on your skin. Feels warm, right?” Hawkeye nods. (He wouldn’t mind being in BJ’s arms for the next century and a half, give or take a decade.)
“Good. Can I take your shirt off?” He nods again, and lifts his arms to allow BJ to pull his shirt up and over his head. Once the shirt is tossed aside somewhere into the dark, BJ takes off his own shirt and pulls Hawkeye close. (Hawkeye wonders if BJ can feel his heartbeat, like a tattoo against his skin.)
“I can’t solve everything that’s wrong,” BJ murmurs into Hawkeye’s neck. “That’s a little out of my depth. But I can hold you and keep you safe for right now, okay? So what can I do?”
“Kiss me,” Hawkeye breathes, and BJ obliges immediately, closing the distance between their mouths with a kiss that says “I’m here,” warm and soft and safe.
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pang namtarn and ohm were so good now that i think abt it … i enjoyed their cute lil trio so so much and i’m still devastated we couldn’t get more of it 😭
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not to be carrying over some very unwanted weird mood-ness from today’s obsessive search, but i just started reading over my thasmin haircut fic and started crying at this one bit that was just SO soft so like..... we sure are something tonight, lads
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if i wasn’t supposed to fall in love with amara then why were they like t h a t
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