Happy Choco Bibi day!
I've been posting about this guy for 7 years oh lord
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Happy Choco Bibi day!
I've been posting about this guy for 7 years oh lord
Post ref from Sorry Ghost // Close-ups and ults below // ID in alt text
GUESS WHO!!!!
Happy Birthday 2024 to some guy who's been plaguing my head for the past 5 years and a good day to all who celebrate 🎉
HCLW TUMBLR DID YOU MISS ME!!!!!!
Hope everyone's enjoying the new season, here's some fanart to celebrate (albeit late). Also, I prepared a google link since my image quality tends to get screwed over: https://drive.google.com/file/d/1VqQ6mlDedviCz0SKHoENkNtLJDbBoE24/view?usp=sharing
Days fade into a watercolour blur
Memories swim and haunt you
But look into the lake, shimmering like smoke
Rises the moon
Sword trio
Grass Roots + Minecraft Headcannons
They’re all gamers. It’s canon every single HCLW player is a gamer. Therefore: they play minecraft.
Go forth my zombie apocalypse AU
A figure stands on the other side of the door, or more accurately, leans on his door. The door is frosted for privacy of his students, so Master Swordsman only sees the vague silhouette of a hunched body, extending into the flushed press of a forehead against glass. The person shifts as he’s approaching to open the door, skull connecting with glass with another dull thud. It pauses for a moment, before repeating the movement sluggishly, hitting the door in syncopated rhythm. Weird, weird, weird, he thinks, but he couldn’t just turn the person away if they actually needed help. If they didn’t, well, a martial arts school was a poor choice to rob. _ Or: A zombie apocalypse hits the quaint home of the Grass Roots Guild. Two members go missing. Nothing gets resolved.