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#This is a shadowgast joke

kurosmind · 2 months

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I just know that Liam and Laura were giggling like 13 year olds when matt (?) came up with Essek's wand

#This is a shadowgast joke #“Essek can I see your wand”#Shadowgast

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nellasbookplanet · 8 months

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Every time a critrole cast member gets blindsided by their character catching romantic feelings the funnier it gets. Taliesin 'my character is irredeemable and will never be happy' veering straight into 'actually he's in love and will get a happy ending whether he wants to or not'. Liam entering c2 set on no romance only for Caleb to fall hopelessly and uselessly in love with first Jester and then Essek. Marisha being set on Beau being a fuckboy with zero attachments only for her to start falling for Yasha in literally the first episode and going on to develop a crush on Jester as well. Ashley creating a character in mourning with zero thoughts on romance who falls SO HARD for Beau. Travis KNOWING going in that Laura would try to romance him, set on not letting her succeed, and then falling headfirst for it anyway. Marisha and Laura both entering c3 like 'best friends!!' only to, at almost the same time, go *surprised pikachu face* 'why am I experiencing jealousy???'

Never change guys

#critical role #critical role cast #jokes aside there really is something so fascinating about characters growing in a direction their creator never meant to #percahlia #widojest #shadowgast #beauyasha #fjorester #southern gothic #lavorregard #nella talks cr

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corniart · 2 months

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Happy wip Wednesday! Doodled this silly thing, sometimes it’s hard to tell whether or not your cat is your wizard boyfriend or an actual cat.

#shadowgast #essek thelyss #caleb widogast #what’s cuter than two wizards?#two wizards and their many many cats #the cat is supposed to be Caleb the doodle is simply a joke that was an idea from somone on the server #corni art #wip wednesday

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essekthelysssideblog · 2 years

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Re: the forearm squeeze. The take I've seen floating around these days is that Caleb was out there doing his damned best to honeypot Essek while Essek's demi ass was just happy to have a study buddy, and I concede that that IS a very funny and not-completely-inaccurate way of framing early Shadowgast.

HOWEVER, I don't think that's the full truth of it. Liam, at least, has said of the forearm squeeze that Caleb genuinely was trying to comfort Essek and did feel badly about the group pushing him to his limits. And Essek did not respond well to that! He saw Caleb openly trying to ingratiate himself to Essek and did not tolerate it!

I think what the "Essek was oblivious to Caleb's honeypotting" takes miss is that while Caleb was certainly attracted to Essek from early on, it was never anything that he acted on in either an obviously romantic or sexual way. For all that the joke now is that Caleb is a bisexual maelstrom, and for all that that is true in its way, the other truth is that especially during that period of time, Caleb had repressed his romantic/sexual interests extremely hard (see everything about his attraction to Jester and how that played out).

So while the manipulation and the attempts to impress Essek were definitely there along with the attraction, I don't think it's so much a case of Essek "missing" Caleb's advances out of demisexual naivete (a narrative I resent a bit, to be honest); rather I think on Essek's end, he WAS aware that Caleb was trying to ingratiate himself to him, and was cautious of that, but ultimately was won over because beyond Caleb's attempts at manipulation, there was also genuine shared interest and chemistry between them.

In other words, imo, early Shadowgast wasn't a case of Caleb trying and failing and then eventually succeeding to seduce Essek. It was a case of two people who are very cautious and distrustful and manipulative by nature feeling each other out and realizing that they genuinely enjoy each other's company, and, eventually (very eventually, as it turns out) figuring out a balance between them that accounts for the complicated relationship they each have with intimate relationships.

#shadowgast #critical role #mine #meta #essek thelyss #caleb widogast #maybe this is really obvious and we're all just joking around #but idk man i really do kinda resent the idea that essek had NO idea what caleb was doing #because asexuals are just idiots when it comes to sex i guess #both essek and caleb were EXTREMELY aware that the other might be manipulating them #that was the whole POINT!

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foxqueen-katarian · 1 year

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Essek shows affection through complex world breaking arcane feats, and head bumps.

Caleb has prepared for this relationship his entire life.

#essek thelyss #shadowgast #caleb widogast #this is a joke #Essek also shows affection through bad jokes and implied threats

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towards-toramunda · 8 days

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the only person worth of essek is essek

Caleb Widogast get behind me

#this is a joke but yes #Essek my baby #critical role #cr spoilers #essek thelyss #shadowgast

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defilerwyrm · 2 years

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It’s still WIP Wednesday somewhere so here you go: a first look (outside AifL) at an…and I can’t believe I’m saying this…arranged marriage AU I’m writing:

Essek caught Caleb staring in his direction, eyes unfocused, book forgotten. The ghost of a smile pulled at Caleb’s lips as he gazed into space. What was going on behind those eyes? What mysteries was he pondering—what arcane formulae was he unraveling in that brilliant head of his? “Your tea is growing cold. What’s on your mind?” Essek prompted softly, reaching for his own cup to take a sip. “I was just thinking,” Caleb sighed, “that I really wish you would let me suck your cock.” The tea went up Essek’s nose.

#wip wednesday #wips and chains #the son and the heir #shadowgast #essek thelyss #caleb widogast #critical role #critical role fanfic #cr c2 #spicy content #before long my song is dying #plz how do i fandom #shout out to the good folks cheerleading me as i labor through a massive outline on aeor is for lovers #and giving me great ideas & advice #there are musical numbers. i’m not joking

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quantummindclassicalheart · 2 years

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a soft place to land

A companion to this piece by @belligerentbagel. A few years after their travels with the Mighty Nein, Caleb and Jester reunite for the summer and kinda sorta fall in love all over again.

Caleb Widogast never used to sleep easy. The downside of a keen memory was the way it came back to bite you in your dreams, the way it teased you with stained-glass fragments of the past (as beautiful as they were sharp, and more than capable of drawing blood).

There are nights when he still wakes up in a cold sweat, caught up in a memory of fire or blood or ash. He still puts the silver thread up around the bedroom out of force of habit.

But these days, more often then not, he sleeps through the night and wakes with the rising sun. For there is a cottage in a glen and it is his (for the summers at least) and it is a home for his heart and his friends (the two are one and the same). There is a bed, comfortable as any he's ever known and big enough for two.

And she is here, still asleep in the early morning light and curled up in her silky pink pajamas with a body pillow in the likeness of an oversized Frumpkin. Her chest rises and falls with each breath, filled with a gentle stillness that an awake Jester rarely has the patience for. She is here and she is so beautiful and also she is drooling on the pillow a little bit but she is beautiful anyway.

It was not so long ago that Jester had Sent him a message, telling him that she and Fjord had decided they needed a break, and could she stay with him for the summer while she figured things out, and also how was Essek and teaching—as the spell’s limitations cut Jester’s message short, Caleb observed that it was sort of nice to see she hadn’t changed one bit. Jester was still as Jester as ever.

And Essek is indeed around when he can be, but for now they too are on a break. He is a satellite that comes into Caleb’s orbit tracing eccentric trajectories through their shared space and time, pulling on the threads of their mutual attraction. It is still dangerous for him to remain in one place for too long, but the now former Shadowhand is clever and canny, and one day he may come to stay for good.

But for now, Jester is here and Essek is not. And summer has unfurled its warmth over the Marrow Valley. Strawberries have come and gone. Apples are growing ripe on the branch and the kitchen is filled with the smells of baked goods and stews and roasts in the evenings. They eat well. They spend afternoons at the market or reading in the shade of the apple tree that stands in the meadow. Caleb has learned to harness train a handful of his cats (with some helpful tips from Oremid Hass and the assistance of many, many treats), and so they take the cats for walks when the weather is nice and the cats are in a good mood.

It’s not hard for Caleb to turn some spare workshop space into a makeshift studio, so there is room for Jester to sketch and paint to her heart’s content—though one of the cats, Klaus, insists on being held while she paints, and so Jester has had to learn to paint with a cat in one arm. The paintings still turn out pretty good anyway.

Caleb asks Jester about her old friend Artagan (last she heard, he was off messing with some newly discovered plane of clockwork robots) and in turn Jester asks him about his colleagues at the academy (the Conjuration faculty are nice enough, but Professor Ostoroth in Abjuration is an insufferable bureaucrat, and not even a particularly competent one).

In time, Jester tells Caleb about Fjord and their time at sea. She tells him about sailing on the Nein Heroez, and how the exciting bits were usually separated by days or even weeks of nothing but open sea. In the evenings she sings him the shanties she’d learned from the other sailors to pass the time, including the bawdy ones. Especially the bawdy ones.

Jester tells him of traveling so far that she saw constellations she’d never seen before, twinkling jewels set into the darkest night skies in all of Exandria. On clear nights, Orly would lend her a spyglass and teach her their names—there was the Wyvern and the Manticore and the Great Owlbear and the Gelatinous Cube (though privately she thought this last one, an approximately rhombus-shaped bunch of stars, was kind of a cop-out by someone who’d probably gotten sick of naming constellations).

She shares stories of the many times that she and Fjord talked their way out of sticky situations, and more than a few where they had to fight their way through. “Fjord was always trying to protect me,” she concludes. “And he’s a really sweet guy for that. But… I don’t need protecting, you know?” And gods, does Caleb know it. He has always known it. Sapphires may sparkle, but they are tougher than they look.

In the years since their adventures with the Mighty Nein, Caleb has continued to change (as befits a Transmutation wizard, after all). There are the beginnings of smile lines around his eyes that never were there before. It is getting easier for him to let himself be loved, to accept that others will know him (even the parts he would rather stayed hidden) and they will love him anyway.

And through their conversations, Caleb has come to see that Jester has in fact changed too. She is less afraid to let the mask fall, to be more than the avatar of joy and chaos that others expect her to be. She is more sure of herself, of what (and who) she wants. And so when Jester tells him on a sunny afternoon that she might have more than just friendly platonic feelings for him, Caleb doesn’t immediately withdraw or try to hide away. Of the two of them, she has always been the brave one. But he is learning to be brave too.

And now she is here, sleeping beside him. She is here and she is as real as anything he has ever known and he loves her, plain and simple.

The new term at Soltryce will begin soon, and Caleb will have classes to prepare. There are students' names to memorize and lectures to write and new pedagogies to test and he really does look forward to it, even if it means that this respite will soon come to an end. But not quite yet.

Jester rolls over and her eyes flutter open. "Hey, Caleb." Her morning voice is still low and crackly and not quite warmed up yet.

“Ah, good morning. You slept well?”

“Really well,” says Jester, giving the plush Frumpkin a scritch. She yawns and stretches, catlike herself. “So, what are we gonna do today?”

Caleb thinks for a bit, tries to quiet the voice in his head that counts the days until summer’s end. “I do have Teleport prepared today. We could go anywhere you like. I could take you home for a bit, if you want.”

She looks at him with those shining violet eyes, places a hand softly on his arm, and simply says, “I’m already home.”

Caleb reaches over to muss her hair, carefully avoiding the horns (he has learned firsthand just how sensitive they are). “That is a lovely sentiment, though it does not help us decide what to do with the rest of the day.”

Jester pouts. “Caleb. I was just trying to say something cute, okay? Don’t ruin—mmph,” she says, as he leans over and interrupts her indignation with a kiss on the lips.

“It was very cute,” he says teasingly as they break away. “You are very cute. Let’s start with breakfast, ja?”

“Ja, bitte,” replies Jester. “…did I say it right?”

<Your pronunciation was flawless, darling,> says Caleb in Zemnian as he gets out of bed and puts on his slippers.

“Wait, Caleb! What does that mean? Caleb?”

“I’m afraid you will just have to catch me to find out,” says Caleb, starting to walk towards the kitchen. Out of the corner of his eye he spies her subtly preparing to cast Hold Person, and turns to brush it away with a swift Counterspell.

“If you wanted to Hold Person so badly,” he remarks wryly to a blushing Jester, “you could have just asked,” and he climbs back into bed to wrap her up in a warm and cozy embrace.

#widojest #critical role #caleb widogast #jester lavorre #writing #content note: contains fjorester and shadowgast mentions #dear bagel: i hope you have recovered well from covid. please accept this post-campaign fluff #you will i hope recognize some of the imagery from your painting and tags #(this was also inspired by a joke post suggesting that one ship their fave with 'a good night's sleep' and i took it too seriously)#the hardest part of this was figuring out a canon-compliant way to write post-campaign widojest without getting into fj/sg breakup details #and without dismissing the effort that the players put into those relationships in-game #i think i did all right #anyway. in my head the frumpkin body pillow is a combination of the plush in the cr shop and marinette’s giant kitty pillow from miraculous #jester’s gotta get her cuddles in. we all know this #also note that jester’s sending message is a paraphrase in the text which is why it’s not exactly 25 words #fun fact: sapphires are a nine (nein) on the mohs hardness scale so. pretty tough #also i used a translate app to check that caleb’s zemnian (german) sentence wouldn’t be immediately intelligible in common (english)#even though the german version does not appear in this text #internet translations are hit or miss anyway and caleb would know what he said so the reader should too #and yes. i ended the fic with a truly terrible pun. you’re welcome #as always a big thanks to my beta d.k.m. for many excellent comments and suggestions

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essektheylyss · 1 year

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in the shadow of the serpent

Rating: T

Relationships: Essek Thelyss/Caleb Widogast

Characters: Caleb Widogast, Essek Thelyss

Additional Tags: Established Relationship, Spoilers for ReuNeinted, this is like. ALMOST fluff. everybody be proud of me., also still on my 'caleb how do you not have sending yet' agenda, Dragons, helping your SO maintain their brand can be a love language, Magical Effects

Summary:

In the wake of the Nein's reunion, during one of Essek's longer absences, Caleb considers his future plans, and Essek returns with an offering.

#critical role #cr fic #shadowgast #essek thelyss #caleb widogast #discovered that copper dragons are a delight. take that as you will.#this was MEANT to be a ficlet. alas.#honestly the 'additional tags' are included in this post specifically for the fluff commentary.#it really is ALMOST fluff. it's not fluff. but it does get close at times.#and I think I am very brave for that.#askldcgjkl this is a joke I just never write fluff #this is the first fic in like. 5 posted things that wasn't about grief injury torture or execution.#but the wizards can be little a cute. as a treat.#there's like a very small amount of angst but it's fiiiiine #healthy. builds character.#anyway I just think that the wizards should get to be soft

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foxqueen-katarian · 2 years

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When you accidentally write mutual pining and lack of communication into what was supposed to be a light hearted ‘the wizards are stupid’ post and now have to fix it, but just keep coming up against more miscommunication and the only way to fix it is to have them actually talk about their feelings but they’re both so emotionally stunted that neither of them realize they’re in love and can’t talk about it.

…..

Fucking Wizards.

#shadowgast #I didn’t mean to do this to myself #it was supposed to be a joke #fucking stupid wizards and their feelings and their inability to just realize they have them #and I can’t not resolve the Wizard Stupidity because then it’s sad and It Was Supposed To Be A Joke

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