guardianharvest

fjord: beau, don’t you think you should clean your room a bit?
beau: fuck off, you’re not the boss of me
fjord: *looks at yasha*
yasha: *sighs and rolls her eyes*
yasha, in a deadpan voice: damn, i sure think it’s hot when someone’s got a clean room
beau: *bolts up and starts cleaning immediately*

mrsmarymorstan:

Taliesin: No dating until Level 10!

Marisha: I am going to make Yasha my wife.

Liam: I am going to help make Yasha her wife.

roselph:

i love them

pplantkind:

this is dumb

based off of this post from @criticalrole-incorrectquotes

wisperr:

KISS you nerds

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diamancris:

#inktober and #smoochtober day two: blowing a kiss

well of course this had to be mollymauk! them and yasha messing with poor beau’s gay heart

chaosseeking:

travis “romancing my wife in dnd would be too weird no romantic interests for me” willingham: and then yasha sweeps beau off her feet and they make out while walking into the sunset an-

diamancris:

inktober and smoochtober day eighteen: kiss because of a dare

human au/college au/moder au whatever. the plan worked and everyone’s wig flew to the moon. beau is actually shaking, get it together girl

Molly: Are you a big spoon or a little spoon?
Beau: I’m a knife
Yasha, from across the room: She’s the little spoon

nightmaskart:

“Will you hold me?”