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I finished my rewatch/relisten of the Vox Machina campaign in mid-December (although I recently re-embarked on the second half of the Chroma Conclave arc hoping season 3 of TLVOM will be announced (released?? 🤞) by the time I reach "A Bard's Lament"). Predictably, I bawled, AGAIN, but by then I'd already been scribbling and sketching ideas for this for... a couple of weeks? Hence the little WIP preview last month.
I'll never shut up about this moment. It's just as beautiful as it's heartbreaking, in- and off-game, especially taking into account all the context of characters/people involved.
Also, bonus, because after I finished sketching that 6th frame I thought a hug was needed.
"You broke my heart." and all of ours as well 💔
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You ever think about how Vax lived to the age of 28 and has now been the Raven Queen’s Champion for an even 30 years. He’s been dead longer than he ever was alive. And now he screams out in agony everyday, every hour, every minute, every second. It’s been two weeks since the solstice. Vax has been screaming for 2 weeks with no break to breathe. God I hope it isn’t another 30 years for this man to find peace. The temple mourning him hits harder. I wonder if they feel his pain. I wonder if Vex’s heart won’t stop aching, knowing something’s wrong but never being able to place it until Pike asks the Everlight and then Keyleth walks through the Sun Tree, Pelor’s divinity, all bloody and beaten and crying out to her only able to say his name.
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‘I am far, but not gone.’
Critical Role fan art of Keyleth & Vax’ildan.
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Percival Fredrickstein von Musel
Klossowski de Rolo III
I'm just finishing the Briarwood arch, so I wanted to paint Percy.
I understand that Percy's face canonically looks comepletely different, but when I saw a few concept arts of the character (as well as some shots from A Legend of Vox Machina) I wanted my rendition (while looking relatively as Percy should) to have juuuuust a bit of Taliesin's facial features and emotions (and I guess his stubble? *shrugs*)? Obviously Taliesin was not always in character during the game, but still personally to me as a viewer some of the facial expressions he does while playing Percy became essential for this character. So right now without actually fully watching A legend of Vox Machina (so that I don't spoil myself on things from ep35 and forward) it's quite weird to see those stills from the show where Percy does not have that wide-eyed look with a soft smile and high eyebrows of amazement at all the things that are happening to him and his friends. (i know i'm weird)
Still, I'm sure I'll love the show when I finally watch it after completing Campain 1. <3
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I finished my rewatch/relisten of the Vox Machina campaign in mid-December (although I recently re-embarked on the second half of the Chroma Conclave arc hoping season 3 of TLVOM will be announced (released?? 🤞) by the time I reach "A Bard's Lament"). Predictably, I bawled, AGAIN, but by then I'd already been scribbling and sketching ideas for this for... a couple of weeks? Hence the little WIP preview last month.
I'll never shut up about this moment. It's just as beautiful as it's heartbreaking, in- and off-game, especially taking into account all the context of characters/people involved.
Also, bonus, because after I finished sketching that 6th frame I thought a hug was needed.
"You broke my heart." and all of ours as well 💔
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cr3 quotes that stabbed me in the neck and chest
"As harsh as the world may seem sometimes, there are good people out there. It's easy for them to be drowned out by the noise." -Lord Eshteross
"you're like family to me, very much so." -Dorian
"no goodbyes, not for now." -Dorian
"well, I certainly can't lose you." -Laudna
"you should never have to run into the storm alone" -Laudna
"the worst thing that's ever happened to me has already happened" -Laudna
"most nights, I miss him, but the time we had together was real good." -Orym
We chose our life with eyes wide open" -Orym
"He was... half-elven, and big moon, little moon." -Orym
"You lied." -Imogen
"Was I something that you gave for a favor?" -Fearne
You hear jn your head… run
Is she your favorite
“Laudna … where are you?” No response.
Ressurrections
We’ll find a way back for you
Orym and will
No! What are you doing?
I sleep next to laudnas body
Strength and pain
Percy vs ashton
Vex and gwen
You’re alive
No the tree scares me
I made a bird that can take me away from here
Darling… imogen laudna matilda
She means everything
Darkness and the light resurrection
Ill stay by her side and hold ms trickfoots hand
Sams rescurrection
Imogen res
Stay close to me / always
Laudna sun tree
To the ends of the earth
We’re likeba real family
“What is bravery, if not standing in the face of fear and pushing ever onward?
eshteross letter
you have to love the whole thing 49
don't you even dare vax
your laughter is beautiful 52
Ash laudna we’re going to get them back 59
Laudna bordor 63 control
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⋆ “did you do this just for me?” for Vaxilmore
“did you do this just for me?”
Vax hates doing this. He and the rest of Vox Machina already rely so heavily on Gilmore's generosity, wouldn't have survived half the shit they've encountered without it—the last thing he wants to do is limp, bruised and bedraggled, to Gil's doorstep, a stray cat mewling to get in.
Yet here he is, shoulders slumped up to keep his head protected from the heavy rains over Emon, knocking pathetically on the front door of a darkened Gilmore's Glorious Goods. He's half-hoping the door doesn't open, that he has to slink back down the road, waterlogged and hobbling, so that Gil doesn't have to see him like this, so Gil doesn't have to worry, so that Gil isn't inconvenienced—
The interior of the store flickers to life, and relief floods through Vax's body like whiskey. A moment later, the front door is swinging open, just an inch or two, and Vax pushes inside, leaning heavily on the door. "Gil?"
"Sit."
It's Gil's voice echoing around the main floor of the shop, but Vax can't see him anywhere. He frowns, confused by the order, until a plush gilded purple chair dances up to him, its legs moving in a little jig until it comes to a stop just a foot in front of him. Vax stares, confident that he's hallucinating, but Gil's voice repeats, "I'm serious. Sit down before you pass out."
He's not going to argue. He sits in the chair, which takes off as soon as his ass touches it, cantering back toward the interior of the shop. Vax grips onto the arms for dear life, as if this chair is the most terrifying thing he's encountered today. (It is not.) The chair carries him up the stairs and delivers him into a room containing a small, deep pool of fragrant water that is surrounded by, if he had to guess, every single candle in all of Emon. The chair comes to a stop, and it remains still, as if it never moved at all.
"Shaun?" Vax starts to stand, his muscles screaming at the effort.
"Slowly, sweet bird." His voice is no longer sourceless, as Gilmore appears beside him, his hands coming to steady Vax. "You've seen better days, haven't you?"
Vax lets out a laugh. "That is...an understatement." He looks around the room. "Did I interrupt something, or did you do this just for me?"
Gilmore is carefully unlatching his blood-soaked leathers. "I have eyes and ears everywhere, Vax'ildan. I saw you coming a mile off."
Vax's throat is suddenly thick. "Oh."
"We'll get this blood off of you, and if you're a good boy, you can have a healing draught as well."
Vax's head tips onto Gilmore's shoulder. For the first time all day, he feels safe. "You're too good to me, Shaun."
A whiskery kiss is pressed onto the tip of his ear. "You're good to all of Tal'dorei, sweet bird. You take care of us, I'll take care of you." He tosses Vax's armor and linens into a pile, which Vax imagines will be cleaned through arcane means at a later time, and then guides his now-nude form into the water. It's warm, blissfully warm, and Vax can feel the knots in his muscles begin to loosen. He wants to sink down, down, down, until the water consumes him whole, but Gil's strong hands keep him up, working a lavender shampoo into his hair. His fingers feel so good, and Vax fights the desire to fall asleep right where he sits.
Gil must notice his drooping eyes, because he murmurs, "I won't let you drown, Vax'ildan. Nod off if you need to. I'll get you clean and in bed just fine."
Vax shakes his head to clear it. "No, not yet." He turns, hooks his hand over one of Gilmore's wrists. "Tell me about your day?"
With a smile so tender, so gentle it nearly knocks the breath from Vax's lungs, Gilmore leans in, kisses him once, and says, "Whatever you like, sweet bird." And as he begins to tell tales about his day here in the city, Vax's eyes drift closed once more, and he thanks each of the gods for the strength they gave his feet to carry him here.
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Imogen and Laudna merthur-flavored AU
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[guy who keeps dying and coming back voice] Why does everyone look so upset lol
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Stealth twins after Thordak’s defeat, episode 79.
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“If Sprigg could forget the names of his party members that he died alongside-- he ran-- never mind. What's going to happen in a hundred or hundreds or even a thousand years? I don't want to forget this. What if there comes a day when I don't even recognize the name Vox Machina anymore? I don't believe that will happen. You're going to live a long life. Yes. And you will love again. And you will lead. And you will be loved, because who cannot love you? I can name a few. No one of any worth. I'm grateful for you, and I always will be. And I'm grateful for any second that we have left. And I don't want to spend any more being angry at you. And I'm sorry that I was. ”-Keyleth/Vax
Campaign 1 Episode 107: Scaldseat
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For @rightpastnowhere who prompted “ themmmmm cuddling under a blanket cause it’s cold and kissing maybe”
Also on A03
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Vex stands at the window, watching the storm outside. The wind is blowing, snow is falling fast and heavy from the sky. It’s already covered the ground and roofs of the houses around her. With a shiver, she grabs her hot cocoa and returns to the living room.
“It’s getting bad out there,” she says as she takes her place on the couch next to Percy.
He’s reading a book, his legs stretched out so that his stocking-clad feet are resting on the footrest. There’s a nice warm fire burning in her fireplace, and Trinket is sprawled out next to the couch, snoring lightly.
“The sky did look rather ominous,” Percy says as he turns a page in his book.
“I hope Vesper sleeps through it. She’s so grumpy when her nap gets disturbed.” Vex shivers again as she pulls a blanket over her lap. “Shit, it’s cold.”
A smile curls up at the corner of Percy’s mouth as he asks, “Is it?”
She hits him lightly on the arm and then takes a sip of her cocoa, enjoying how it warms her up from the inside out. “Not all of us are as used to winter as you are, Percival. Instead of making jokes, you could come over here and warm me up.”
Percy instantly scoots closer to her. She drapes the blanket over his lap, then he stretches one arm behind her neck as she snuggles against his side. As predicted, he is blissfully warm, and she sighs in relief as her hand curls up over his heart.
“That’s better.”
“I’m glad I can serve as a reliable heat source.” Percy finishes the chapter he’s reading, closes the book, and sets it on the couch beside him.
Vex takes the opportunity to kiss his neck, his skin is warm and soft beneath her lips. She kisses her way up to his jaw and then gives a slight nip to the point of his chin with her teeth.
Percy’s breath catches, and she smiles as she says, “You have to admit there are benefits.”
“You have a point.” Percy touches her chin with his finger, gently pulling her so that she’s looking up at him. “Would you care to elaborate further?”
She kisses him. It is not rushed or fierce but rather soft and exploratory. He tastes like tea, and his lips are slightly chapped. When he cups her cheek with her palm his touch is tender, almost reverent. They kiss until her mind gets fuzzy, and she needs to breathe properly. Her lips are still buzzing as they share a soft sigh.
After a moment, Percy captures her mouth again in a more passionate kiss, and his hands begin to wander.
Soon, Vex finds she isn’t cold anymore but doesn’t say a word.
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Also inspired a little by this x
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pov you're tormented endlessly by matt mercer and you remember what day it is
#cr spoilers#critical role#cr#vox machina#critrole#nat one#vax#vaxildan#vax’ildan#vaxleth#bell’s hells
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