Do You Remember The Time When There Were All These Mice Who Were Our Friends…

"Just then, Xie Lian felt a pull on his neck. He was wrapped up in a fit of anger, so it startled him. He looked down and saw that the young child had buried his face in his chest, his arms tightly circled around Xie Lian's neck. [...] He held on with a dead grip and wouldn't let go, as if he were holding on to a lifeline"

This scene was so incredible to read. Hong Honger's blood sulling Xie Lian's pure white robes to the point that they are soaked juxtaposed with Xie Lian's pure anger and Hong Honger's need to stay in daixia's arms; to never let go.

Amazing. Spectacular. Never done before 😩🌸 I'm very happy with how all this came together !!

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"Behind‌ ‌that‌ ‌mask,‌ ‌the‌ ‌one‌ ‌smiling‌ ‌at‌ ‌him,‌ ‌was‌ ‌a‌ ‌pale‌ ‌and‌ ‌handsome‌ ‌face‌ ‌of‌ ‌a‌ ‌young‌ ‌man,‌ ‌his‌ ‌eyes‌ ‌twinkling‌ ‌with‌ ‌life,‌ ‌his‌ ‌lips‌ ‌curled‌ ‌into‌ ‌a‌ ‌smile,‌ ‌his‌ ‌expression‌ ‌endlessly‌ ‌gentle‌ ‌and‌ ‌modest.‌ ‌

‌It‌ ‌was‌ ‌his‌ ‌own‌ ‌face."

saw all the post abt ppl being mad that ppl just like and not reblog so now I’m reblogging abt everything I see

to be loved is to be changed!

give her a sword

Sometimes I like to sit and think about the absolute culture shock it must have been for Bruce Wayne to go from the chaos of one Richard "I will put down Tony Zucco with my bare hands" Grayson, to 11 years old Jason who physically embodies this image:

Mitski x Hualian