Can They Interact Foreal

Love me the violent bois 

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[ID: A digital illustration of Fearne Calloway and Orym from Critical Role. Fearne has a hand on Orym's shoulder and looking at him with a concerned expression. She says "Orym." and he looks up at her with a curious expression and responds "hm?", Fearne continues "Don't be brave." End description.]

Feeling so very normal about this little moment

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Some portraits of my fave trio 🍃🍃🍃

What if they got matching tattoos of forget me not flowers…

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“I’d be up shit’s creek by myself. I was by myself. It’s not great.” – Orym + his groups

Them…

any of your fav besties, ships, odd pairs, frenemies from critical role 💞 drop any ideas in the comments!

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.

just dont 💥