You are likely to be eaten by a grue.

boy doesn’t even move like what the fuck, dude. 

their staff, probably: yibo, act divorced! be subtle!  wang yibo: yeah.. no. 

the man GLOWS in the presence of xiao zhan. no one can deny that. shut up.

yes, yibo. we know you’re in love.

now please control yourself. 

cut to the sunflower and his sun. 

well, love is like that. it can’t be helped.

they’re so soft it gives me headache.

nobody exists when xiao zhan’s near. i get you, yibo. 

“i can’t forget your love.”

“i can’t forget your smile.”

“love wakes me.”

i’m CRYING. 

WHY ARE THEY LIKE THIS.

even as lan wangji, boy won’t stop staring. 

since the very beginning. 

boy wasn’t capable of looking away ever again. 

love is written in his eyes. 

this will never change.

LOOK AT THIS. THE LONGING HURTS.

the laugh of someone who found The One.

oh wait pause for the perv side.

everyone knows who he’s smiling at.

he’s hypnotized by xiao zhan.

ok let’s have a look at xiao zhan’s side. 

xiao zhan is just subtle, but not less shameless.

“if i was young and promising.”

xiao zhan’s eyes are just so soothing, like he knows he’s holding something unbearably precious. he knows he’s lucky and he just appreciated this boy so much. only by his eyes you can decipher it.

i don’t even know if i’m still alive at this point.

i think yizhan taught us to see love in the small details, and that’s fucking important. 

yibo: *doing nothing* xiao zhan: yeah, he a lil’ dorky but i think he’s The One.

keep your sunflower close, xiao zhan! you go!

the another version of the longing stare. 

yibo does everything thinking about xiao zhan. even EATING.

HOW CAN SOMEONE DARE SAY THEY DON’T LIKE EACH OTHER?? ARE YOU MAD? 

COME BACK, YOU TWO. WE’RE PLEADING.

yibo: *leaves for a second* xiao zhan: …life sucks.

if your partner doesn’t look at you like this, apologizes but they don’t love you. find a wang yibo.

i feel like this must be a never-ending saga…

here’s a man smiling at fans supporting his rumored relationship with his bro. a dedicated bro.

wang yibo, you’re not really scared of people finding out, are you? 

JUST LET THEM BE!!

he WILL find a way to look at xiao zhan. he WILL.

it’s like a superpower.

xiao zhan is also very telling.  he tells with his eyes.

just LOOK.

There is one specific thing that impressed me deeply. Wasn’t there a few children in the finals? There were two very small children. Aren’t everyone on stage at the opening show? We were rehearsing at that time and two kids were originally standing behind him. All the dancers and the first row of jumping aids were easily blocked by adults.

It seems that we brought the two of them to the front. After our rehearsal, when everyone left the stage, because the exit was also from the slope at the back of the stage. There were more than 100 adults, and there were quite a lot of people. In fact, I was touched by a point. Wang Yibo patted the heads of those two little brothers. He asked what to do about the children. Is there anyone who can bring the children to go down the stage with the adults? Will it be more crowded and dangerous? Because there are more than 100 adults on the stage. He asked us what to do when the children are in the audience.

This make me so somft. He is so kind and considerate to those around him especially to kids. I’m thinking he’s like this because he was once a kid who had to navigate stages like that and he wants to create a safe environment for them too 🥺

🦋💕 butterfly kisses for a ferret gege

Lan Wangji’s tail swishes with anticipation as he watches the door from behind the register.

Any minute now, his cozy, peaceful cafe/bookstore will be filled with all the chaos a Hulijing has to offer. His heart dance

The customers have long since been chased away by the small snowstorm outside, leaving the cafe in comfortable silence.

In the center of the room, surrounded by large chairs, a fire crackles eagerly, offering its heat and warm, flickering light to the space. Outside, snow drifts lazily to the ground. For now, it lays pristine and undisturbed, but it’s nearly 7pm, which means any second now –

Bright laughter floats in from outside, as though carried in by a wayward snowflake. Lan Wangji sits up straighter. Its source bounces into view of the large windows a second later. Lan Wangji watches fondly as the hulijing kicks up the snow and attempts to catch falling flakes in his mouth.

dongfang murder is my love language qingcang: part 2

+ bonus: visible confusion that that didn’t work as a pickup line

I have waited ALL FUCKING YEAR TO POST THIS