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railroad-migraine · 11 months

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Hello! I was wondering if you could write a Mighty Nein version of the hiding in the alley together Bell's hells scenario you wrote? I really loved your Bell's hells one! Thanks!

Thank you darling! I love that post so much too 🥰

Bell's Hells version 💙

Tight Squeeze (hiding in an alley together)

Beau 💜

You're standing on her toes, and her elbow is poking harshly into your side, and you both just don't know where to look. "Sorry, I'll scoot over a little bit-" "No, wait, hang on a sec-" Awkward scrambling ensues. You whisper and try to convince her to put up with the closeness until you guys are safe, but she. Just. Won't. Listen. Eventually, her squirming has you both off centre and reaching for each other for balance, and she murmurs a quiet: "... oh."

Beau isn't a romantic, never has been, and she's never really gazed into someone's eyes as purposefully as she is right now. You're fucking gorgeous. How has she never stopped to just look at you before? Have you always been so... You blink in confusion as she seems to soften, ever so slightly, calming down enough to breathe in sync with you.

You feel a palm drag itself up your arm, up, up, up until she finally cradles your jaw. And you both stand there, unmoving, for who knows how long, before she eventually tears herself away from you and the alley with a grumble. You take a moment to recover from the intense look in her eye, running after Beau only when she calls your name to hurry up.

Caleb 💜

His mouth is puckered in a tight frown as he looks anywhere but your face. It's an incredibly tight squeeze where you've found yourselves, so narrow that you're effectively pinning the wizard to the wall behind him. Your palms rest flat at either side of his neck and his hands have curled into little fists between your chests. Your heartbeat is thundering in your ears - or maybe it's Caleb's - you're not quite sure whose it is when you're this close together.

It's incredibly quiet. Awkward, even. So you say something. Anything. A stupid comment on how this is like a cheesy scene in one of the awful smutty books that's been passed around the group, and he can't help but huff a laugh and try to hold back an amused smile. His shoulders relax and he rests his head against the wall to finally get a better look at you, and something makes you lean your head towards him, following his lead. His lips part slightly as you move closer and-

Nott/Veth calling both your names from outside the alley jerks your faces apart, and Caleb very hurriedly inches away from you. "We should, ah..." He reluctantly shuffles towards the road, adjusts unkempt hair and smooths down the front of his coat, fingers twisting the buttons shyly. "W-we should go join the others, ja?" His heart sings at the simple touch of you linking pinkies with him. It's a quiet message he doesn't need to worry about deciphering.

Fjord 💜

"Beggin' your pardon." You can't help but snort. Even in times of peril, in situations where you're taking cover from the intense fighting outside of alleyways, Fjord still manages to treat you well and act the perfect gentleman. He shushes you, smiling himself, and it briefly feels like you're the only two people in the world - except for those in the battle mere feet away from your hiding spot.

His eyes soften as you share a secret grin with him, but not in the way you'd like. He clears his throat, peeks out of the gap of the alley."Look, I know this isn't an ideal situation but..." You say his name sweetly, urge him to look up from the ground to meet your gaze, and you see colour quickly spread across his neck in embarrassment. He swallows thickly and looks away, and breathes out the quietest shuddering sigh.

A hesitant hand reaches out for yours, and you grip it tight before he can regret taking the leap. The rest of the Nein find you both in that same position minutes later once the battle had officially ended and it was safe to leave, all tangled fingers and soft gazes. Fjord never wants to let go.

Jester 💜

"Are you gonna kiss me?" She's a little cross eyed, a little flushed and out of breath, and so so pretty this close up. Her eyes flick between your own, both your noses just barely grazing. "It feels like now would be a good time to kiss me." And it does.

But the moment is ruined when a swarm of soldiers charges right by the alley's entrance, and Jester lunges forward to hug you close. Together you find yourselves huddled further in the shadows while the enemy runs right by your hiding spot. She's so soft in your arms, perfect - it's like she belongs there - and you want to tell her that, but saying so out loud would easily blow your cover. So you settle for keeping her close, a hand in her hair while she ducks her head under your chin.

You wait until the last soldier has gone before you reluctantly remove yourself from the tiefling (who visibly pouts) and peek outside the alley. Once the coast is clear, you look over your shoulder, only to find Jester already looping arms with you. She smiles, this time confidently, and you enter daylight once more with no mention of the almost-kiss.

Mollymauk 💜

He doesn't say a word. Which, y'know, is ideal when skulking about in an abandoned alley, away from prying eyes of spies and mercenaries - but the way how Mollymauk is not-so-subtly glancing your way every few seconds is awfully distracting. You lightly push against his chest, tell him in a hushed voice to stop smirking so much, that this is a very serious situation. "What? Can I not look at you now? Can I not enjoy the little things while we fear for our lives? Who knows when I'll see something so lovely again~"

You push him again, a little more forcefully this time, and he actually barks a laugh, sways back to you and tilts his head with sticky fondness. There's a sudden commotion nearby - heavily armoured folk who suddenly look in the direction of the sound and touch their weapons suspiciously. Quick thinking in the moment has you press your body closely to Molly's, making your forms fit within shadow, and cover his mouth with your hand.

And he's silent again, but his expression has changed. He never looks away from you, nor you him, both of you holding breaths in anticipation - of being discovered, or of something more passionate, you are not completely sure - but the moment is never interrupted. When all is safe and sound once more after the hired fighters evacuate the nearby area, he slowly peels your hand away and presses a single, simple touch of his lips to your palm. It's barely even a kiss, but you don't mind. It's nothing. It's something. It's a promise.

Yasha 💜

She's... Well, you already knew that she was tall before this, but you never really knew exactly how tall Yasha was until you were up against each other in a tiny alleyway in some fancy town neither of you know the name of. It's a small space, and there are hired thugs sniffing around town looking for you and the Nein, but you feel so safe with the barbarian - a protective barrier between you and the rest of the world. Your face warms at the thought.

She peers down at you with a blank expression, and you expect awkward silence, but she surprises you with: "Well this is quite cosy, isn't it?" It's dark in the alley, but she can see the wrinkles by your eyes when you smile at her. Good. That'll ease the tension immensely... And the slightly nervous pitter patter of her heart.

Despite it all, she's a little flustered being so close to you. It's weirdly intimate caging you in, and she curses under her breath quietly when you look away bashfully and bite your lip with a grin. She's obviously done something right when you gently rest a hand on her arm and ease her wandering mind. She still feels that touch hours after, and wonders if you're thinking of it too.

Kingsley 💜

You don't want to admit it, but you're panicking. What started off as a cheeky side quest quickly spiralled into a catastrophe, and you now find yourself in a claustrophobic space with bad guys on your tails, and you have grazed knees after tripping earlier and you're stuck with your most charming friend who looks at you like he loves you, and it's all too much, and- "Hey, keep your eyes on me."

Kingsley is holding your face in his hands, and you can barely make out his crimson eyes in the dark, but you know he's giving you that look again. "We're gonna be fine, we're gonna get out of this. I'll buy you a drink later, you'll see." You want to believe him, even as your heart drums loudly in your chest, leftover adrenaline dulling in your veins. You follow his lead, breathe in, and breathe out as you move to hold the wrists of his hand that are cupping your face still. You find calm, and he looks proud. Maybe it's only a shadow of an expression in the dark though.

Instead of leading you back towards the ship, Kingsley takes you by the hand and dances around the crowded marketplace towards a quiet tavern on the outskirts of town. He reaches out and holds the door open for you, and grins when you look puzzled."I owe you a drink, remember?"

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randoimago · 10 days

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In the aftermath of boop day on tumblr, I'd like to request Rolan, Karlach (bg3), Jester, and Mollymauk (Critical Role C2) being booped by their s/o? This is an all tiefling request hehe. Can't help that the characters I like happen to be tieflings lol

Thank you! ❤️❤️💙💜

Fandom: Critical Role // Baldur's Gate 3

Character(s): Jester, Mollymauk, Karlach, Rolan

Note(s): Tieflings are amazing so I don't blame you!!

Molly

He has an amused look in his eyes when you suddenly come over, acting innocent, only to poke his nose. His eyes roll at hearing your "boop!".

"Glad to get that outta your system?" He'd jokingly ask you and tease you a bit about your actions enough to make you pout.

Which is when he retaliates by booping your own nose and giving you a wink as he walks away, smugly smiling to himself as you process what had just happened.

Jester

The biggest smile crosses her lips when you give her nose a little tap. She giggles at your "boop!" and will pull you into a hug if you don't step away soon enough.

Jester will make it a game between you both (even if you don't realize you're playing) where she'll surprise you with nose boops too. It's just going to end up being a back-and-forth thing.

"Ahem!" She clears her throat and gives you a pointed look whenever you haven't responded and booped her back yet. She acts so dramatic about the nose booping, but smiles the widest when you finally do.

Karlach

She pauses in whatever she's doing to give you a bright smile when you walk over.

Her mouth is open to give a greeting or cheesy pickup line (her favorite being "what's cooking, good looking"), only to stop as you boop her nose.

Karlach raises an eyebrow but chuckles at your actions, pulling you into her arms and kissing your cheek. "Cheeky little thing," she teasingly calls you.

Rolan

Rolan has been busy all day between reading spellbooks and reorganizing the shelves in the tower. He's promised to take some time to spend with you, but then some customer complains about some product and it's just one thing after the next for this stressed tiefling.

He's hunched over his desk, looking at some paperwork and instructions about some new magic item creation when you boop him in the nose. It causes him to refocus and be a bit confused as he glances at you and processes what happened.

A small chuckle escapes him and he shakes his head. He moves away from his desk, sighing as he feels the stress and tension of the day, but gives you a smile and pulls you into his arms instead. "Alright, sunbeam, my attention is yours."

#Anonymous #bg3 x reader #karlach x reader #rolan x reader #jester x reader #mollymauk x reader #mollymauk tealeaf x reader #jester lavorre x reader #karlach cliffgate x reader #bg3 rolan x reader

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annadoingshitpoorly · 1 year

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Rules and Regulations (Writing)

Minors DNI - Ageless Blogs will be BLOCKED (soz it’s for your own good x)

Currently taking Requests for...

THE LAST OF US - Ellie/Dina/Tess/Abby

CRITICAL ROLE - Vex/Keyleth/Pike/Yasha/Beau/Jester/Fearne/Imogen

What I’ll write...

Smut (Consensual and dub-con)

Fluffy shit

Angsty shit

WLW/NBLW/NBLNB (soz men, my lesbian ass hates writing for y’all xx)

What I won’t write...

Paedophilia

Non-Con

or Incest

Please note, I’ll be taking requests at my own discretion and if I find your ask makes me uncomfortable, I’ll not answer it/respond.

CURRENT WIPS

Knight Abby Anderson x Plus Size Princess Reader - Chapter 2

Dina x Reader (In universe one shot)

Twilight AU Ellie x Reader x Abby (Love Triangle Part 1)

#thems the rules #writing #critical role x reader #tlou x reader #abby anderson x reader #ellie williams x reader #dina x reader #tess x reader #vex x reader #pike x reader #keyleth x reader #yasha nydoorin x reader #Beau lionett x reader #jester lavorre x reader #Fearne Calloway x reader #Imogen temult x reader

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icarusthefoolish · 1 year

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The Mighty Nein Masterlist

Caleb Widogast

Nothing here yet...

Beauregard Lionett

Nothing here yet...

Jester Lavorre

Nothing here yet...

Fjord Stone

Nothing here yet...

Caduceus Clay (Platonic only!)

Nothing here yet...

Mollymauk Tealeaf

Blooming flowers, blooming feelings

Veth Brenatto / Nott the Brave

Nothing here yet...

Kingsley Tealeaf

Nothing here yet...

Yasha Nydoorin

Nothing here yet...

#aiko talks #aikos shit posts #the mighty nein #the mighty nein x reader #caleb widogast x reader #Veth brenatto x reader #Jester Lavorre x reader #caduceus clay x reader #Mollymauk Tealeaf x reader #kingsley tealeaf x reader #fjord stone x reader #Beauregard Lionett x reader #Yasha Nydoorin x reader

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demigoddessqueens · 2 months

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thinking of tiefling characters, how pretty their horns curve, speaking Infernal like it’s second nature or learning it if it was never common to them

saying your name in Infernal, jewelry and hand crafted material as gifts (as a love language), ears and tails that perk up whenever someone they know is near

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escape-from-reality-reads · 5 months

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Armored

The start of a fic set in regards to a conversation that happened between my partner and me in regards to Tieflings using their tails for various things.

M9 x Reader

slight mollymauk x reader

slightly suggestive but that's up to interpretation

Find it on AO3

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You were staring. You knew it. Molly knew it. Everyone knew it and it was starting to get weird.

It wasn’t the first time Molly had been stared at, being part of a carnival for a while, but the Nein were a bit more cautious about where they looked so as to not garner unwanted attention. Yet here you were; deep in thought, unmoving, and staring at his tail. At first he thought you were just staring into space so he started moving the appendage back and forth to be sure, only to have your eyes follow its every move.

Glancing towards the rest of the crew with a smirk he lifts his tail to eye height, your eyes faithfully following.

“Glad you were able to find my eyes darling.”

“Why don’t you use your tail as a whip?”

He freezes at the random sentence. “I — What?”

You finally focus on his face. “Your tail. Why don’t you use it as a whip? I’ve seen both you and Jester lash your tails fairly quickly and it's about the width of my whip.” You place your bullwhip on the table, unwrapping part of it.

Jester was the first to recover “That would hurt tho.”

You look over. “Not if you wrap or braid it with leather or something. You’d essentially be making a new piece of armor that protects your tail. Plus you could probably find a blacksmith and get a piece of metal that you could place over the end that would be sharper to help deal damage.”

“Almost like a stinger on a wasp.” Yasha responds, entering the conversation. “You could grapple with your arms and wrap around with your tail.”

“Even without wrapping I feel like it wouldn’t be too different from clotheslining someone with an arm.” Beau leans forward, now entrenched in the idea.

You nod. “It would probably hurt more than that, considering that the amount of contact would be smaller.”

“We could even get different things to attach to the end!” Jester states, pulling out her sketchbook and scribbling down some ideas while muttering to herself.

Molly, finally snapping out of it, leans forward onto the table. “Your brain never ceases to amaze darling. Where did this come from?”

You stare at him in confusion, slowly raising the bullwhip from the table. “You have something attached to your ass that looks like a shorter version of my main weapon of choice. I have seen you actively move it however you want. Why are you so surprised I asked this question?”

Beau laughs. “Molly they say the most out of pocket shit that I have ever heard. You can’t be surprised by this. Between the threats of shaving people bald, wanting to make mimics their pet, and responding to things with random noises that make no sense, I'm just happy there’s some logic in this one.”

Fjord, Caleb, and Nott sit down with new drinks, Nott speaking up first. “We making fun of Y/N and their mannerisms?” Jester jumps in, quickly explaining the small conversation that had happened while they were away, leaving you able to lean over to Molly.

“You know, I could just braid a fabric around your tail for fun.”

Molly looks back to you. “Oh?”

“Wrap it up, put some charms on the fabric. Could even do so as to match the rest of your attire. Doesn’t have to be a defensive thing.”

Molly smirks. “Was this just a long con to be able to play with my tail darling? You know all you need to do is ask.”

You shrug with a smile, a glint in your eye that Molly quite enjoys. “But now Jester has an option to use to get alone time with a certain green someone.”

Molly barks a laugh “Oh you clever little thing you.” All you respond with is an eyebrow wiggle as you drink your ale.

#story #mighty nein #mollymauk tealeaf #beauregard lionett #yasha nydoorin #jester lavorre #fjord stone #caleb widogast #nott the brave #mighty nein x reader #mollymauk x reader

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brenbrennn · 1 year

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For funsies , I decided to start something! Im making moodboards for the fandoms I write for. At first I started with doing Mighty Nein , but Im deciding to branch out more!! These are the ones I already have made (including Ruby of the sea , aka the best lay ever<3)

I wanted to make these to take place of gifs that I like to use for them , but I definitely gonna make more for separate fandoms and characters. Hope yall like it!! ^^ ARTISTS: @squillflower-art - (jester) , @elkk-en - (fjord) , @Ian MacDonald - (veth) , @merildae - (caleb) , @deerlordhunter - (marion lavorre)

#critical role #the mighty nein #mighty nein #critical role x reader #critical role moodboard #critical role aesthetic #the mighty nein moodboard #mighty nein moodboard #marion lavorre #fjord tusktooth #jester lavorre #veth brenatto #caleb widogast #click for better quality

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failedskillcheck · 2 years

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Change with the Tides (Part 7)

You felt cold stone before you had even opened your eyes. When you opened them, your hands were bound and a gag covered your mouth.

Jester and Fjord were huddled together in a corner, chained and gagged. Yasha was nowhere to be seen.

As you shuffled toward the two, you became all too aware of the tiefling body you were in, although the clothes were still yours. You closed your eyes and tried to drop the form, but no change was happening, and the weight of horns still drove into your head.

A muffled voice came from the corner, and you looked over to Jester staring at you. She tries to speak through the gag again, and you know whose name she’s saying.

You shook your head, still trying to shift as the tears started streaming down your face.

You wanted to scream. You wanted to rip Lorenzo limb from limb.

The door opened, and a quick pull on your chains had you rolling towards Lorenzo. When you were at his feet, trying to sit up with your hands behind you, he lifted you by the collar of your shirt, his mouth mere inches from your face.

“Shift.” he whispered, spit hitting your face. When you didn’t immediately complete his demand, he gripped your shirt tighter, punching you hard in the stomach, winding you. As you hunched in the air, he dropped you.

Your knees gave out as you hit the stone, still attempting to catch your breath when a boot came flying towards you. Lorenzo’s foot hit you right in the nose, and you reeled back.

“Don’t worry, we’ll fix you.” He smirked, grabbing your chain and dragging you out of the cell, Fjord now awake and shouting through his gag beside Jester.

Beat to shit, you’re returned to the cell, a swollen eye and cuts all over you, bruises on your arms and neck.

It’s almost impossible for you to stay awake, you're just curled against the wall you were thrown at.

Maybe a day or so later of you, Fjord, and Jester all slipping in and out of consciousness, you hear a collection of loud crashes beyond the cell. The unmistakable sound of Caleb’s heavy accent and Beau’s shouting fills you with hope.

Once the crashes subside, you listen through the silence, unable to move as the door creaks open, waking up Fjord and Jester.

The tiny, unmistakable form of Nott is standing in the doorway. The goblin smirked in the doorway.

“Case closed.”

Nott works quickly to unbind Jester, then moves to help you while Jester undoes Fjord's chains.

As you all leave the cell behind, you try once again to shift. A firbolg, tall and pink hair, looks at you quietly. You see Beau drag an unconscious, but healed, Yasha from a separate cell.

Caleb and Beau both freeze when they see you.

“Where’s Y/N?” Jester says, a hint of panic in her voice.

Beau, Nott and Caleb all look at you.

“Jester.” You start saying, taking a very slow step towards her, your voice your own, rough and scratchy but still yours. “I’m sorry.”

The thought seemed to click in her head. Her hands covered her face as tears pooled in her eyes .”Where’s Molly?” Her voice broke.

“He didn’t make it.” Beau said, talking gentler than you’ve ever heard.

“Was it when we heard you guys? In the caravan? I heard you call for Molly!” Full tears streamed down Jester's face. You tried to shift again. To make your appearance anything but Mollymauk.

“He tried his best.” Nott said, barely louder than a whisper, “He got right in Lorenzo’s face. He just wasn’t strong enough.”

“We got cocky, and underestimated our enemies.” Beau again, still looking at you. Her eyes had been on you since you emerged from the cell. “Y/N, for fucks sake shift into someone else.”

You flinched at the anger in her voice, and while you tried to think of how to explain what was happening, Fjord spoke for you, a gentle hand on your shoulder.

“I don’t think they can at the moment. Lorenzo was trying to make them shift.” He touched his own broken nose, “Was kind of pissed they couldn’t actually. It’s probably the only reason Y/N is still here, Beau.”

“Let’s just get out of this dungeon. These assholes have to have something expensive we can sell.” Beau said, and others followed.

You watched them walk up the stairs, Jester and Fjord helping each other walk.

Caleb was the last person in the line. When he reached the bottom of the stairs, he turned to you, holding a hand out, one foot on the bottom step. “Come on, Y/N, we’ll figure it out together.”

And you took a few steps, reaching toward Caleb, and the wizard helped you up the stairs as much as he could.

Unknown to you and Caleb, the purple of your skin faded lightly.

#mighty nein x reader #mighty nein #jester lavorre #fjord stone #beauregard lionett #caleb widogast #mollymauk tealeaf #nott the brave #Change With The Tides #fanfiction #Critical role #critical role x reader

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saphirered · 1 year

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Hello! I hope you are having a wonderfull day (or night) can I request Jester with #15 for the fall prompts?

Didn't have much time to write this one and had to finish it on mobile but I hope it turned out well. 😘

Excitedly Jester sits at the tavern table, part of another game of cards she’s doomed to lose again and again and again because let’s face it, she’s terrible at gambling games like these and those around her know it. Beau knows it and she fully intends to take any of the profits from this game. The other strangers know it and find her an easy target with plenty of coin to lose. You know it as you watch from another table, see Jester mess up a bluff disastrously, and get frustrated when she loses again because how is that even possible! Nobody is this unlucky. The new round starts and instead of conversing with the others you’ve taken to tuning them out, paying attention to the card game instead. The others don’t seem to mind and seem to encourage you keeping an eye on things since neither of your players are the responsible types. Not that your supervision will cause them to make any more responsible decisions, nor will your interference stop them, okay maybe Jester would listen but that’s about all. You’ve got your own cards up your sleeve.

The game continues. Everyone gets two card. Jester excitedly picks up hers. She’s determined to win this one. She’s going to win this one. The nonchalant look of Beauregard can’t fool her. Nor the old man giving her the stink eye. She looks at her card. Now how do you play this game again? Oh jeeze. What are the rules? She can’t let it seem like she doesn’t know what she’s doing so she looks around the room, whistling innocently. That candle up there in the chandelier looks a bit green! Traveler! Is that you? Are you watching? Ha! She can’t lose now! The Traveler is watching and all these dicks are going to lose! One player bows out. The other two raise their bets. Shit! She forgot to actually look at her cards. Beau casually dumps another five gold on the pile. Ugh! She’ll just have to do this. Jester throws in two platinum coins. This certainly earns a response but she just looks off to the side mimicking Beau’s nonchalant front. She makes eye contact with you.

You raise an eyebrow as if to ask how it’s going. She shrugs lightly. Jester might not like it but you catch onto the slight concern in her eyes. She’s forgotten how to play the game… again… You rise from your chair, and saunter over as if you’re watching the game, standing between the old man and Beauregard. pursing your lips and leaning your chin on your curled fingers in thought. She gasps internally. best keep that pokerface! Are you betraying her? Are you taking the grumpy old man’s side? Or worse; Beau’s? You are! She huffs and throws in two more platinum. The dealer calls final bets. Some more coins are tossed in. When eyes are on the prize, you mutter under your breath, and wave your fingers, watching one card from the old man’s pile exchange for Jester’s before anyone can notice. What she doesn’t know is, you’ve been counting cards and if you’re correct, well you might just have done her a little favour. Time to flip cards.

The old man sits there aghast. How could this happen? He bickers about cheaters but it’s clear, nothing happened. If anyone cheated it must be him. He never took his eyes off his cards now did he? And no one else saw anything. Beau flips her cards; a nineteen total. She looks smug. Jester follows suit and flips hers. A jack, and an ace. All eyes turn to her. She isn’t sure what this means but when she looks up from the cards and sees the annoyed and flabbergasted expressions, it’s pretty clear she won.

“Haha! Eat dicks, losers!” She scoops over all the coins at the centre of the table in victory. And so it continues for another three rounds. You count the cards. You predict the handout. You watch things unfurl. Use a little magic to alter the course of the future just a little when necessary. Every once in a while Jester will look over to you. You’ll wink at her or let some sparkles dance from your fingertips when you know no one else is looking. She just glares at you intensely and so you pretend to be defeated whenever Beau loses. Finally enough is enough and the people decide they’ve lost enough money to the tiefling. Once more the claim of cheating comes out. The old man being the leader of it so when he points and accusatory finger at Jester, you make sure a card falls from his sleeve and all eyes turn to him. Now he’s being accused of being a cheater. He’s escorted out and you find yourself at Jester’s side.

“Oh my gosh, you guys! I can’t believe that guy was cheating.” Jester exclaims when you regroup.

“Yeah. Me neither. Completely out of the blue and I was sitting next to him.” Beau while she speaks just looks at you.

“Some people are just that good I suppose.” Beau pats your shoulder as if to say ‘keep telling yourself that’ and joins the others, leaving you with Jester.

“What was that about?” She puts her hands on her hips, now suspicious.

“What was what about?” You gulp innocently. She huffs.

“You cheated!” Jester may be graced with the Traveler’s support because while she is giggling and proud of you on the inside, she manages to put front a cutesy anger that promises mischief for days to come and sell it to you wholly.

“I wasn’t even part of the game!” You defend holding your hands up in defence as she drags you along.

“You’re not even denying it!”Jester leads you up the stairs and into your room, plops down on your bed and sits criss-cross-applesauce taking out the coin pouch with her winnings. She spills the contents on the sheets as you just stand there, waiting for what comes next, still debating wether you should run while you still can or if it’s better to face whatever mischief she might have in store for you.

“Those are some good earnings, aren’t they?” You try to change the conversation before it starts but Jester won’t have it.

“So it was you who messed with the cards and made me win?” You go to defend yourself. “Don’t lie. I can tell when you’re lying.” Next you know she casts Zone of Truth and because you are off guard you do not resist the effects.

“Did you mess with the cards?” She asks again.

“I didn’t touch the cards.” This brief hint of mischief sparks in your own eyes after Jester grins. Now this game she knows. Words are important. She’ll dance with you.

“Did you have some metaphorical cards up your sleeve when you came to watch the game?” She continues counting the coins one by one, watching your eyes follow each one when it hits the newly forming pile, keeping track.

“Always.” Jester shrugs.

“How many gold did I count out?” You won’t resist a challenge when presented, especially with the way she’s been setting you up. You know you’re walking into a trap but you’re seeing how long you can keep this up; not long, that’s for sure.

“Forty-seven gold. Twenty silver. Sixty-one copper.” You speak before you can think about some loophole, or quell the desire to show off just a little.

“You must be really good at counting things.” There’s a stroke to your ego.

“I am.” You admit suspiciously.

“Did the old man cheat?”

“No?”

“Did you swap the cards?”

“Yes. Fuck.” That didn’t last long. Jester grins victoriously.

“I knew it! I knew it.” She places two platinum and deems the two piles of coins finished. She pushes one pile closer towards you. You raise an eyebrow, taking a step closer. “Since I’m so gracious and kind, we can split the money. But next time just tell me because that’s pretty cool and we can cheat so many grumpy people out of their money.”

“No promises.” You wink. She squeals and begins ranting on about plots and ploys about how you can make this work in variety of situations, cause big shows, deface some things and preach the word of the Traveler to the unsuspecting masses.Should you be worried? Maybe. Are you? Nah. You’ll happily do it for your favourite little blue tiefling!

#jester x reader #jester lavorre #critical role x reader #mighty nein x reader #the mighty nein #mighty nein #critical role #critical role imagine #critical role fanfic #critical role fanfiction

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basalt-deltas · 8 months

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RULES WHEN REQUESTING

Requests are OPEN!

Fandoms I write for — Spiderverse, Valorant, Life Series, Hermitcraft, Critical Role, Hazbin Hotel

Spiderverse — Miguel O’Hara, Hobie Brown, Pavitr Prabhakar, Gwen Stacy, any of the live action Spidermen, Peter B. Parker, Spiderman Noir, MJ (Zendaya version only SORRY), Miles Morales (both of em) Valorant — Phoenix, Yoru, Cypher, Jett, Gekko, Omen, Skye, Nanobomb, KAY/O Vox Machina — Percy De Rolo, Vax'ildan, Vex'ahlia, Keyleth, Pike Trickfoot, Scanlan Shorthalt, Grog Mighty Nein — Caleb Widogast, Mollymauk Tealeaf, Jester Lavorre, Yasha Nydoorin, Beauregard Lionett, Fjord, Nott the Brave, Caduceus Clay, etc Hermitcraft — Just ask, I'm too tired to put all the sillies in here Life series — Again, just ask :thumbs up: Hazbin Hotel — Angel Dust, Alastor, Lucifer, Charlie, Vaggie, Adam, basically the whole cast

Reader — I’m best at male!reader, but I’ll also do fem!reader, gnc!reader, and trans!reader! Fear not, I am trans also!

Usual Genres — Angst, fluff, idk what does genres even mean. Punk Rock???

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⇨ NSFW / 18+ ⇨ other people’s ocs (SORRY) ⇨ yandere or other kinds of abusive/toxic relationships ⇨ anything with substance abuse as the main theme ⇨ child!reader in fics, mentioning it in familial fics/hcs is okay though ⇨ suicide, self/harm. severe depression, or similar topics as the main focus ⇨ anything proship or illegal ⇨ anything disregarding canon LGBTQ identities (making a gay character straight, a trans character cis, etc)

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sporadically-writing · 1 year

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X Reader Request Rules/Character Sheet

Hello! Welcome to my humble little writing blog! Come on over and have some fun for a little while!

My request box is currently: Open

Rules

No NSFW

In the character section, (if I am behind) I will specify what point in their medium I am as to avoid spoilers, please keep this in mind when submitting requests as I wish to avoid spoilers when I can and I will not have references for any specifics beyond my viewing. Thanks!

I will write angst but I am more confident writing fluff pieces

I will complete requests whenever I can, but this is a hobby, I will complete them (and any series I have been working on) in time.

There are some subjects I am not knowledgeable about and will not be confident commenting on, I apologize for not fulfilling these particular requests as I would rather not write something than risk not representing the idea correctly with the proper reverence it deserves.

Characters/Fandoms I’ll Write For

(If specific characters are not specified, assume all)

Overwatch

Stranger Things

Steve Harrington

Eddie Munson

Robin Buckley

Batman

Wayne Family Adventures (Webtoon Family Slice of Life Comics)

Platonic Batfam and sibling/child!Reader

Batman x Batspouse!reader

Dick Grayson

Jason Todd

The Batman (2022)

Bruce Wayne

The Sandman

Dream of the Endless

Desire of the Endless

Marvel

Werewolf By Night

Jack Russell

Star Wars

Poe Dameron

Cassian Andor

Doctor Who (Just Started Season 6 - Eleven’s Second Season)

Tenth Doctor

Eleventh Doctor

Critical Role

Campaign One (Events of The Legend of Vox Machina Season 1)

Percy de Rolo

Vax’ildan Vessar

Vex’ahlia Vessar

Keyleth of the Air Ashari

Grog Strongjaw

Campaign Two

Caleb Widogast

Fjord Stone

Jester Lavorre

Mollymauk Tealeaf

Essek Thelyss

Caduceus Clay (Platonic)

Kingsley Tealeaf

Campaign Three (Assume that I am probably at least three episodes behind just to be safe)

Hope this makes sense! Feel free to pop in and chat!

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railroad-migraine · 1 year

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Oooo could you also do a M9 version of the post-intense battle kiss?

Yes. Yes I can. Prepare yourselves for many, many kisses.

I've now written this scenario three times - it's been so much fun, thank you guys for the support <3 Ughh it gives me such a gooey feeling, this 💕 This is also my longest set of headcanons (8 characters involved) and was a labour of love. I hope you enjoy and please do reblog, it's much appreciated xx

~ Poet

Bell's Hells version ✨ Crown Keepers version

After-Battle Surprise Smooch ft. Kingsley and Essek

Beau 💜

She's panting as if the ambush the party just experienced was nothing more than a heavy workout, and she's attempting to brush away the stray flyaways of hair that cling to her forehead. There's a slight flush to Beau's cheeks, her heartbeat is racing - and yours is too. You swallow heavily and step into her space, and tug on her robes to gain her attention. She offers a scratchy "Yeah?" before you take a leap of faith and make a move.

The moment your mouth connects with hers, she turns as stiff as a board for a hot second. All lean muscle and calloused edges, the softness of your gesture has her tensing up while her brain buffers in a post-fight haze. You sigh through your nose, hand cupping her cheek as you lean back and grin and she blinks at you owlishly before returning it easily.

She ducks forward, her hands skirting the edges of your coat back to tuck her fingertips under the hem of your shirt, attempting to steal some of your warmth for herself. It's grounding. She kisses your temple, breathes against your cheek as her eyes slide shut. She allows herself a laugh when you suggest she pay more attention to your lips.

Caleb 💜

The wizard is propped up against a pillar of the temple the Nein had come across, and in the distance he can still hear (and smell) the sizzling remains of the evil cult members he had to take down with a fire spell minutes prior. He sniffs and wipes the dribble of blood from his nose with the back of his palm as you settle down on the ground at his side. It's gotten easier, facing the aftermath of fights ever since you came into his life. Your joints ache and your heart still is thumping in your chest, body still on high alert even though it's all over. He looks at you, concern in his blue eyes, and Caleb must also share the anticipation, meeting you in the middle for a kiss.

You pinch his chin between your fingers and tilt his head to the side, and then they slide into his hair just as his body completely melts into you. It's not a frantic kiss, not rushed nor explosive. But it is practiced and passionate, languid and drawn out as he follows your lead.

The man has the audacity to whimper into your mouth when your fingers tease and tangle themselves into the hair at the nape of his neck. You would have happily sat there kissing your wizard instead of taking a well earned long rest, but eventually he winces and draws back. You're both still in recovery mode, still injured and weak - you both know this. He gives you a small smile and kisses your cheek, mumbles something soft against your skin.

Fjord 💜

The party barely manages to escape the crumbling ruin after defeating the necromancer, and the sunlight is blinding when you reach the surface. Shaken, you quickly wrap your arms around Fjord's middle, seeking some sort of familiarity after all you had faced together. He freezes. You can't help but feel a little rejected and embarrassed when the kiss is cut short as he places a gentle but firm hand on your chest and leans back.

He's panting, remnants of the fear he experienced nearly dying at your side in the battle lingering still. He settles for holding your hand in his, pressing your knuckles to his lips with his eyes tightly shut. It's not your fault that the situation was a bit overwhelming. Being swept up in theatrics after encountering malevolent spirits had Fjord in a slight panic when you moved to kiss him. But it's okay now. You're both safe.

When his heart has a moment to slow and his eyes start to focus, you quickly become the most important thing in his vision. As quick as he's pushed you away, his hand moves to cradle the back of your head and he's pouring every ounce of himself into a proper kiss. He's so warm, his frame completely shielding you from the rest of the world. He mutters an apology into the miniscule gap between your faces, immediately closing the distance after for another.

Jester 💜

You're shaken out of your battle rage by an incredibly exaggerated and disgusted retch from behind you. You turn only to find Jester standing behind you with a scowl, lifting one leg to closely examine her boot. To her dismay, it's completely covered in giant spider remains. She wrinkles her nose at the sight, more annoyed than angry, grumbling about how she wouldn't have worn her new shoes if she'd known the party would be fighting giant spiders while out exploring.

With the way your blood is still fiery in your veins, and your dear tiefling's face is sulking endearingly, how can you not sweep her off her feet? You soften her mood immediately with a kiss. She goes up on her tippy toes, leaning into you enough that she's barely even making contact with the ground. Laughs into your mouth, and you can feel the upturn of her lips against your own.

She pulls away, tenderly reaches out to wipe at the shine of your mouth that she left behind. With a waggle of her eyebrows, she beams at you, says something clumsy and crude that makes you laugh. Squeals if you happen to lift her, spin just a little to ease the after-battle tensions, and she holds onto your shoulders with a vice grip - as if you'd ever drop her. She knows you love her too, especially considering she's covered in spider bits.

Molly 💜

The tiefling has the biggest toothy grin when you find him after the fight, his smile slightly faltering at the edges when he sees your stormy expression and stomp in your step as you get closer. Mollymauk is nursing a cut made on his arm from earlier, one of his own to ignite his bloodhunter powers, but it's also one that also nearly cost him his life. He's so incredibly careless sometimes, but you know it's because he cares so much - about his second chance at life, about the party, about you. He prepares himself to be scolded by you but is pleasantly surprised when you cup his face so delicately and give him the softest look, brushing your lips against his.

The best way to describe the kiss is that he takes his time, as if he desires to taste and savour you while he still has you. He is so gentle, almost lazy with the motion of it, even though it's after such an intense fight. His nose bumps yours briefly, and he's practically purring by the time one of your hands weaves itself into his hair.

But he's selfish, greedy too, and though your lungs cry out for oxygen you can't bring yourself to leave him wanting. A cheeky hand trails down your waist, past your hip until he can get a handful of your outer thigh. He gives a playful but comforting squeeze, a little and innocent thing compared to the way he's ravishing your mouth.

Yasha 💜

"Are you okay? Are you hurt?" Her worried voice over the dissolving battle carries a tenderness that greatly contrasts the heavy sword she carries. You quickly clamber over debris when you spot her, a deeply emotional urge to just be close to your barbarian that began as kindling is now a roaring need. Your foot catches on the edge of an abandoned cart and gravity suddenly pulls you down.

Yasha reaches you and, having dropped her weapon, swoops just in time to keep you upright and unharmed. She's your constant balance, what keeps you grounded. By pure instincts alone, you thank her by crashing your mouth into hers. Your arms wind around her neck and your body is buzzing all over, electricity flitting along your skin and through your veins. Her eyelashes kiss in the corners of her eyes when she closes them, strong hands lovingly caress along your shoulder blades. Your mind, love-addled, barely registers the way her thumbs stroke back and forth there.

She lifts you a little bit, just enough that she supports your weight and your tippy toes are grazing the earth. She makes a noise in the back of her throat and breaks the kiss, her hair a little bit frazzled. "Well... that answers that. Heh."

BONUS: Kingsley 💜

It's pouring rain, storm clouds have engulfed the sky. You stand, soaked to the bone with your overcoat torn to shreds, over one of the many (now deceased) sea monsters that managed to scramble onboard the ship and attack you all. A victorious cry comes from the helm, and Kingsley victoriously lifts his sword high above his head as the crew cheer. He sees you amongst the fray and charges straight to you, about to assess you for wounds but it's hard for words to form when your mouth captures his.

So fucking eager. He wants to wrap himself around you, surround you, instinctively curling an arm around your back to keep you anchored to him. He's still so new to the world, new in general, but this - you - are so easy for him to adapt to. The kiss itself does not last as long as you would want, but he makes up for it with hasty and almost desperate smaller kisses to your cheek and jawline. It feels as though he's trying to imprint these fleeting touches into your skin, moulding into you, little memories of a moment of calm after the storm.

Kingsley holds you close to his body after that, cradling you into him while his eyes dart around the scene of battle with his chin perched on your shoulder protectively. His hair is matted and sopping wet and tickles your face, the buttons of his coat scrape harshly against your thin shirt, and you catch a glimpse of some of the crew averting their eyes - but you couldn't care less. Kingsley is living and breathing and here and yours.

BONUS: Essek 💜

This poor man. He's still getting used to the intensity of physical fights rather than diplomatic ones. His feet hit the ground and he stumbles to balance himself before you hold him by the elbow to steady him. His smile is wobbly, cocky but wobbles slightly as he thanks you. His white hair stands in all sorts of angles and there's a small cut above his brow, and you know it seems impossible but it post-battle Essek just does something to you and he has no time to react when you grip his collar and tug him towards you.

You quickly find he's just as desperate as yourself. His hands find your waist and smooth towards your back, fingertips pressed into the skin there and accidentally treading upon and brushing against bruises in the process of forming. You wince and he breaks the kiss, immediately concerned and hesitant, his touch turning gentle when he settles his hold on your hips instead.

You assure him you're okay, but he's not having it. He decides to go slow now, peppering small, lingering kisses to your face before he steps back and adjusts how his robes sit upon his shoulders. He looks cool and composed, and you want to hate him for it when you yourself feel so disheveled. Don't worry though - you'll get even with him later.

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randoimago · 1 year

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This is agoraphobia Anon from a decent chunk of time ago, idk if you remember. Life has its ups and downs but I think I’m doing a lot better! In celebration of the can I have some headcannons for Molly, Caleb, Yasha and Jester reacting to the reader taking them somewhere on a date that involves navigating crowds? Reader is still nervous obviously but makes it through without panicking.

Agoraphobic S/O Taking Them on Date

Fandom: Critical Role

Character(s): Caleb Widogast, Jester Lavorre, Mollymauk Tealeaf, Yasha Nydoorin

Type of Request: Headcanons

Note(s): I do remember! I'm glad you're doing better!! Life is wild and it's nice to have a bit of respite from it. So I hope you enjoy these headcanons!!

Caleb

You told him you wanted to take him on a date and he agreed. He noticed you looked excited, yet nervous, but he didn't say anything as he trusted you and didn't want you to be more nervous.

When you began leading him into busier streets while holding his hand, he stayed silent. He wanted to speak up and make sure you're alright, but you looked determined. He didn't want you to lose your nerve when you're doing so well.

Caleb's face lit up when you took him to a bookstore that just opened. It wasn't the most crowded, but there were still a good bit of people wanting to see the newly-opened establishment. He noticed you seeming more nervous with all the people around and he gave your conjoined hands a light squeeze.

"Thank you for this," he'd say as he moves you to a section of the bookstore that is just the two of you. Despite the nerves, you manage a smile and he gave a bright one back. The idea that you did all of this for him. That you faced your fear for him. When you both are back in privacy, he'll happily tell you how much he loves you.

Jester

Jester had grabbed a newspaper for fun and to draw dicks and circle people's names that she thought are silly. She let out a pleased gasp as she read a part of it. "There's a new art museum opening today!"

She was definitely going to visit and promised she'd tell you all about it so you could experience it too in a different way. Instead you looked at her with a nervous smile stating, "Let's go."

Jester constantly peeked over at your expression as she swung your joined hands while you two walked to where the museum is. She filled the air with excited chattering in hopes the noise could help you focus on her and not the fact that you're outside and heading to a place that's likely to be really crowded.

"You know, we can just stay home and I can paint you some pretty pictures," she pipes up as she doesn't want you forcing yourself. But you just look at her without fear in your eyes. Nerves yes, but not an ounce of fear. "I want to do this with you." The brightest smile just grows on her lips as she goes to hug you.

Molly

He continues to stare at you as you hold his hand and walk with him somewhere. You wanted to take him out and didn't tell him where. Molly is definitely curious, but he also is staring to see how you're fairing considering your phobia.

"Nice day out," he'd say as if he actually cared about the weather. He doesn't, but it does cause your focus to shift slightly and he can see the nerves but you give a smile as you state that the weather is perfect for whatever you have planned.

Molly hears the excited chattering and all the different noises before he sees what your plans are. You bring him to a stop and give him a small, "Ta da." and he looks behind you with some surprise as it looks like a carnival came to town.

"Carnivals are kind of overrated," he jokes but it is his way of giving you an out if you need to walk away. This looks like a lot, but you just continue giving him a determined look. Nerves are still on your face, but it's evident you want to do this. He gives a lazy smile at that, "Lead the way, love."

Yasha

You're on a walk with her, taking her to some date you had prepared. She is happy that you're taking her out, but also sending glares to anyone that gets too close. Yasha sees you're having a good day and doesn't want some rando ruining that.

Yasha lets out a small gasp as you take her to a flower shop that has newly opened. There's so many different colors and plants and she immediately wants to take a piece of each for her book.

"There's going to be a lot of people," she states when she focuses back to you. You just give a nervous smile and shake your head. "I can't back out of a date." Yasha gives a smile as she moves to kiss your forehead.

"I love you," she tells you as she holds your hand and leads you inside the crowded flower shop. You can bet she's looking for a lovely bouquet to give you.

#critical role x reader #yasha nydoorin x reader #yasha x reader #caleb widogast x reader #mollymauk tealeaf x reader #mollymauk x reader #jester x reader #jester lavorre x reader #agoraphobia anon

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phantomstatistician · 2 years

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Saturday Status Update

REQUESTS: OPEN

The wait time for a request is: 47 working days

Upcoming charts (if the sample size is large enough):

Star Wars - Obi-Wan Kenobi

Kim Possible - Dr. Drakken

Supergirl - 10 most popular ships (AO3)

Arrow - 10 most popular ships (AO3)

Mass Effect - Female Shepherd

Smiling Friends - 10 most popular ships (AO3)

Arcane - Jayce x Viktor tags (AO3)

Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy - 10 most popular ships (AO3)

Percy Jackson and the Olympians & Related Fandoms - All Media Types - 10 most popular ships (AO3)

Reader-Insert (tag) - 10 most popular fandoms (AO3)

Critical Roll - Caleb Widogast, Jester Lavorre

Twin Peaks - 10 most popular ships (AO3)

Carrie (all media types) - 10 most popular ships (AO3)

Amphibia - 10 most popular ships (AO3)

Power Rangers - 10 most popular ships (AO3), 10 most popular characters (AO3)

Dead Dove: Do Not Eat (tag) - 10 most popular ships (AO3)

The Morning Show - 10 most popular characters (AO3)

Centricide - 10 most popular ships (AO3)

Hannah Montana - 10 most popular ships (AO3)

The Secret Circle - 10 most popular ships (AO3)

Cobra Kai - 10 most popular ships (AO3), Tory Nichols

Kingdom Hearts - 10 most popular ships (AO3)

The Nightmare Before Christmas - Crossovers

Grim Tales from Down Below - 10 most popular ships (AO3)

Avatar: the Last Airbender - Azula (explicit versus not explicit)

My Hero Academia - Dabi, All for One

Attack on Titan - Annie Leonhardt, 10 most popular ships (AO3)

Team Fortress 2 - 10 most popular ships (AO3)

He-Man - Skeletor

Stranger Things - Mike Wheeler

Warrior Nun - 10 most popular ships (AO3), 10 most popular characters (AO3)

Rookies - 10 most popular ships (AO3)

Resident Evil - 10 most popular ships (AO3)

Portal - 10 most popular ships (AO3)

Doctor Who - Thirteenth Doctor

Hazbin Hotel - Crossovers

Helluva Boss - Crossovers

Pirates of the Caribbean - 10 most popular ships (AO3)

Miraculous Ladybug - Crossovers minus DC

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Have a more elaborate request? Or want to jump the queue? Or you want to support me as a content creator? Buy me a Kofi!

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demigoddessqueens · 4 months

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Beauty and the Beast centric VM and Mighty Nein? S/O is cursed to take the form of a beast and the VM/MN S/O helps to break the curse?

Eeekk yes! I dig this!!

Keyleth

If you ever felt insecure about your beast form, the Druidess is so sweet and good to you, shifting in form to help you feel more comfortable around her

Caleb

You and him bond over what has always been a shadowy part of your lives, and even to the mage, he thinks you’re a true vision in beast form

Jester

To the tiefling, it feels like something out of one her romance novels, but the reality of it with you has all the highs and lows that she would never trade for anything else

Essek

He’s naturally curious about your condition and wants to learn more about it, learn more about you. Scouring over every book to read up on what can help you

Grog

The ax wielding barbarian just thinks you look awesome, are awesome, and your beast and/or human form always looks perfect in his eyes

Pike

She feels safe with you, always makes you feel good about yourself, and looks up to you

Vax’ildan

He feels less “alone” with you, your form and his raven wings are the parts of each other you find comfort in

Beau

The monk will admit she was bit scared when she saw your beast form

Yasha

Another soul you find solace with, and it doesn’t hurt that her soft voice equally matches the

Fjord

The half orc has traveled the seas and seen all sights, and you are an eldritch oddity and beauty to him.

Percy

As an individual who dealt with a demon, he knows what it’s like to be taken to that edge but even you in your state are not like that and knowing your vulnerabilities urges him to protect you

Nott/Veth

As someone who has gone through her own transformation, she relates to you so much and you bond fast over time.

Mollymauk/Kingsley

He had seen all walks of life, big and small, in the circus with Yasha so your beast form does not scare him. Rather you feel flattered by his sweet compliments of “darling you’re fabulous”

Vex’ahlia

She was hesitant to let you join the party at first, but seeing as how protective you are to the party in beast form, it just becomes some unspoken thing for you to stay. Over time, she begins to trust you, talk to you more, and wants to learn more about you

Cadeuces

He is ever the calm and collected individual who keeps you grounded during transformations, and he promises you that he’ll find a way, whatever he can to help you.

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escape-from-reality-reads · 5 months

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Guiding

Hey lookie here another Molly fic!

Slight warning for swearing and a drunk guy who can't take a hint.

Mollymauk x reader

Find on AO3

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Tavern bugs were all the same; creepy, slimy, and talented at making people uncomfortable with no effort at all. The idiot who decided to move to the seat next to you when he had been sitting at the other end of the bar the second you got your order in was no different.

You clocked him as he attempted to stand from his original seat, almost falling in the process and stumbling the entire way to his destination. He reeked of cheap beer and looked as if he decided that bathing in said cheap beer was the latest beauty trend. You could tell this was going to be less than pleasant.

“Why hello gorgeous, what are you doing in a place like this?” The slurring was almost as bad as his smell. You took a step to the side, watching him from the corner of your eye while silently willing the barkeep to move faster with the drinks you requested. “None of your business, I’m just getting a drink.”

The man leans towards you. “C’mon now don’t be like that, I’m sure I can make your night more enjoyable than this shithole.” You glance at his hand that’s now moving to touch your leg before taking your own hand and shoving it into a pouch on your other hip, rubbing the piece of copper wire placed there, swatting at the drunkard’s hand once the spell is cast.

“I would very much prefer you not touch me at all sir. I’m not interested and my group is patiently waiting for their drinks.” Your eyes glance over the drunk’s head to the table beyond where the recipient of the spell has tensed and snapped his head to look your direction. Your eyes are pulled back to the bar as the keep lays down the four drinks that were ordered. You thank her and start gathering your drinks as the man goes to reach for them. “Come now lemme help you with those.”

“Oh, rest assured that’s not necessary.” You relax as the lightly accented words leave Molly as he reaches and grabs two of the cups, wrapping his tail around your ankle unconsciously. “They have all the help they need. Why don’t you go back to what I know is your spot back on the other end of the bar.” You hear the tone go slightly darker but the man doesn’t have the brain cells anymore to hear the same. Instead he puffs up his chest in a way that would have been intimidating if he wasn’t swaying like a leaf in the wind, nonetheless the motion makes Molly tighten his grip on your ankle slightly.

The man starts to talk only to fall to the ground, leaving Jester standing behind where he sat. “You know if you're that drunk you should really go to sleep.” She glares at the man, discreetly removing her own tail from the foot of his previously occupied stool to avoid suspicion. “Who knows what could happen to you when you’re drunk to the point of falling off a stool with no effort.”

The man, having his brain finally notice that you weren't alone and well watched, stumbled his way to his feet grumbling before making his way back to his original seat and leaving you three standing with your drinks.

“Thank you.”

“No need! Honestly someone should have come up with you, these cups are really big.” Jester says, grabbing the cups that Molly had and making her way back to the table. Molly’s tail unwraps from you as the two of you start that direction as well.

“Lucky you had wire on you. I thought you gave the rest of it to Caleb.”

You shrug. “I try to keep some on me just in case something like that happens. It comes in handy when you don’t want to be too obvious your calling backup.”

“That’s smart. Could‘ve used that trick once or twice myself.” Once you sit down the conversation picks back up as the crew asks for details of what happened, Molly’s tail finding its way back around your lower leg.

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A few hours later you make your way to the room you’re staying in with Molly, his arm lightly wrapped around your waist. You laugh quietly as you enter the room piquing his interest.

“And what do you find so funny?”

“Did you notice earlier that you were wrapping your tail around my ankle?”

Molly tilts his head. “I did no such thing darling.”

Your head snaps around to look at him. “Oh don’t play that game! When you came to the bar you did it, when we sat down you did it, and you’ve done it in the past as well. Every time we’re in a situation where you can wrap an arm around me your tail finds its way around my ankle.”

Molly frowns, only to have it negated by a look of mischief in his pupiless eyes. “Huh, I’ve never noticed. My apologies darling, I'll keep my tail to myself if it's such a distraction.”

You laugh. “I never said that you had to stop. To be honest I don’t know if you could seeing as you didn’t realize you were doing it. To be honest I think it’s cute.”

The frown turns to a smirk as he moves his tail to rub against your calf. “Oh, then maybe I should do it more often then.”

“Long as you don’t trip me I have no issues with it.”

The smirk turns into a full out smile. “Oh you mean like this. He quickly wraps the tail around your waist, pulling you close to him before his arms take hold where the tail had been.

“You and I have very different ideas of what ‘tripping' means sir.” You lean into Molly as he looks down at you. “But that’s an acceptable move as well.”

Molly’s gaze softens as he leans down for a kiss that you happily give, his tail curling around your lower leg. This time completely on purpose.

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