[ID: A Digital Illustration Of Dorian Storm And Braius Doomseed From Critical Role. Braius Has A Hand

IN LOVE W HIM

Passive Perception 

Caduceus: This is what I was born to do, is put this fucking thing down. Let’s end this shit. Thank you.

i am so happy to see them ❤️

That was one hell of a PAUSE, D O R I A N

[ID: A digital illustration of Laudna and Imogen Temult from Critical Role. They're both wearing modern clothing and standing at a pink vending machine with an ad for "Pretty's Soda" on the top of it. Laudna is wearing a black dress with a long, shredded skirt, a black corset, a black jacket, black platform boots, and a black coffin shaped bag with a transparent front and a red lining. Pâté is inside her bag. Imogen is wearing a white button up shirt with the top few buttons undone, a grey fringe jacket, denim shorts, yellow knee high boots with flowers embroidered on them, and a brown shoulder bag with a bisexual pride pin attached to it. Imogen is leaning against the vending machine and smiling at Laudna who has a hand on the vending machine and is smiling back at Imogen. End description.]

Local spooky girlfriends grabbing a soda

Some Pike sketches

You know what I love about the kiss? How fucking joyful it was. It was so light and so happy and so freeing.

The confession was so heavy and came at the last possible moment. Dorian was in his lower register, careful and eloquent. Orym had folded in on himself, shy and quiet. They have the weight of the world in their shoulders and they just needed a moment alone together. To say I love you. To let the other know. It all hinged on the moment before there was no going back.

But this. The kiss. It was after laughter and wedding planning and appreciating little things like lavender honey. Everyone was smiling. Everyone was feeling good. For whatever reason it didn't feel hopeless then. In that moment futures existed. Tomorrows existed. And Orym had one. Orym had a future and a tomorrow in Dorian.

Orym was so moved by all the happiness in the air that he confidently took Dorian by the hand to bring him out to the hall, told, then asked, him he was going to kiss him. All of Orym's fears melt away for ten whole seconds. Dorian stuttered and fumbled his words and kissed him back.

It was so cute. It was so joyous.

You know what it reminds me of? The stolen century. After Lup and Barry fall in love over years and years and they play this beautiful duet together. They lock eyes and smile at each other and steal away, running up the valley, away from it all. That moment of holding each other and just keep on not letting go.

The unrelenting giddiness of it all. The excitement. The glee. The promise of future. Wanting a future. Especially if it's together.

bestie moment !!

It's just weird that it happened twice.

you have the sun, i have the moon