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blueseachelle · 1 year

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I'd really love some Percy de rolo x Reader, them being childhood friends. The trop of she fell first but he fell harder type. If you could! Also love your work!

I'm gonna make this an Imagine for Percy! I love this so, please, enjoy!

He Fell Harder For You Imagine

Percy De Rolo x Reader

I would imagine that you would, of course, fall for him first.

You would fall for him before the fall of Whitestone.

You were one of the castle helpers.

You would help the staff clean, cook, whatever you needed to be at the time.

You would run into Percy as you were cleaning the library.

You and him hit it off pretty well.

You liked him but, of course, who wouldn't fall for a royal if put into your situation.

Percy would not even realize that he would subconsciously look for you around the castle grounds.

He didn't realize he enjoyed your company at all.

As time grew on, you fell for him more and he didn't realize what he was feeling.

I would imagine that you would, of course, fall for him first.

You would fall for him before the fall of Whitestone.

You were one of the castle helpers.

You would help the staff clean, cook, whatever you needed to be at the time.

You would run into Percy as you were cleaning the library.

You and him hit it off pretty well.

You liked him but, of course, who wouldn't fall for a royal if put into your situation.

Percy would not even realize that he would subconsciously look for you around the castle grounds.

He didn't realize he enjoyed your company at all.

As time grew on, you fell for him more and he didn't realize what he was feeling.

After the fall of Whitestone, Percy forgot about you if I'm being honest.

He was so focused on revenge, he forgot about you entirely.

You, on the other hand, knew he was alive but, decided that you needed to move on.

You needed to focus more on your survival than him.

When you both run into each other again, He didn't recognize you.

You didn't identify as your original name anymore.

Everyone called you "Leopard". The nickname was given to you because the Briarwoods were looking for you for some reason so, the rebellion decided to give you a code name so you can remain hidden.

The reason why they chose leopard as the nickname because you may be smaller but, you are fierce. You stand up to anyone. You were a force to be reckoned with. You single handedly killed as many high ranking officials that the Briarwoods placed into office.

You became the definition of badass pretty much. All in the name of survival.

Percy was shook when he figured out it was you. It took Cassandra to say your name first when the two reunited to put the dots together.

You changed so much since the last time he saw you.

He tried to apologize for not recognizing you but, you brushed him off and told him to get a grip of himself and deal with the problem at hand.

That's when the rest of Vox Machina really liked you. They gave each other knowing looks as you said this to Percy and walked off.

Percy, on the other hand, was shocked but, did what you said.

After everything was said and done, You stood by Cassandra's side as she took on the role as the ruler of the town.

Percy pulled you to the side as soon as possible to give you a formal apology.

You just nodded and said that it's whatever and shit happens.

Right after the conversation, Vex came up to you.

She asked if you were interested in a change in scenery and siad that on behalf of Vox Machina, they would like you to join there crew.

You shrugged and said sure. You sealed the deal with a handshake with Trinket licking it in conformation.

With that, you started to travel with Percy and the others.

Percy saw how you were and started to fall for you more and more while you, on the other hand, thought about your past feeling but, kept them in the past.

Percy slowly started to gather himself and tried to express his emotions that he felt towards her in different fashions.

He tried to be subtle at first but soon realized that it wasn't enough.

Soon, he was making you little chains to wear and weapons to better suit your needs. He would make sure to protect you in battle always. He would pay for any items you wanted at shops. He did it all.

You knew something was up but, you couldn't exactly place your finger on exactly what he was trying to accomplish.

It took until Percy got so drunk that he stomped is way to your room at the keep (You decided to not go out drinking because you just wanted some alone time).

He pounded at the door until you answered it.

He stumbled in all disheveled and with a slurring voice told you that he loved you and want you to be his. He loved you every since you were children.

Your heart leaped with joy but, You decided to wait until he confirms his feeling when he was sober.

You kept him in your room all night and let him sleep his drunken state off.

You sat on the windowsill of the room and stayed up all night and just waited.

When he woke up in your room with no recollection of the night before, he panicked. He thought he messed everything up but, it was the exact opposite.

You calmly explained to him the events from the night before as he blushed in embarrassment.

You asked him if he meant what his drunken self said and he made a full confession then and there.

He soon started to ramble about all the things he did wrong about not telling you and you had to shut him up with a kiss.

"Babe. You're rambling."

I hope you enjoyed this imagine! I an currently taking requests! Thank you so much for your support! See You in the next post!

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sir-phillip-crane · 2 years

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Headcanons of how would Scanlan, Percy, and Vax react to their crush accidentally confessing to them?

darling!! i had the best time with this one!!! thank you!! so! much!!!

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warnings: canon typical drinking in scanlan's, death in vax's. happy ending tho.

Scanlan

Gods, he adores performing in front of you. He’s always got your full attention, even if some of VM orders food and drinks or start a drinking competition. He’s always got your full attention.

He’ll spend quite some time on daily travels singing softly or spinning glorious stories for your entertainment, and you always will walk or sit besides him and smile.

He’s always glad to have you at his side to back up his grandiose, obviously fake, stories at taverns or even in front of VM – who know you’re both lying but shrug it off.

When you all end up at a tavern, you expect it to be the same sort of night. Scanlan preforms, Grog and Vax have a drinking contest, Vex tending to Kiki when she drinks too much and vomits.

You’d gladly have just watched Scanlan perform, but it’s offputting to watch him flirt with the bartender with, basically, her whole tits out.

You’ve seen it before, but something about that night got to you worse. So, like any sane member of VM, you join in the drinking contest.

You’re drunk by your third ale. Vax is drunk by his sixth. Grog doesn’t get drunk. Pike joins and is drunk by her fifth, Kiki by her first, and like Grog, Vex doesn’t get drunk.

She busies herself dragging Vax, Kiki, and Pike to bed while Scanlan tries to help you.

“You know something…?” You mumble, smiling.

“I know many things. Such as… You need to get some rest.” He helps you stand and grins at you.

“Noooo… I mean… You know…? I…?” You’re half way up the stairs to the rooms and you fall down, grinning at him.

“You need to get to your rooommmmm.”

“I loveeee youuuuu.”

He blinks. He’s pretty taken aback to be honest. Sure, he’s been crushing on you and you’re sweet on him all the time but? You share his feelings? Or are you just drunk?

“That’s the alcohol talking. Come on.”

He’ll spend the night in the room taking care of you, pondering your words and worrying about the truth. When you wake in the morning, he makes sure you don’t vomit on yourself.

He doesn’t ask you about last night. You don’t take much time before you ask “so… finally? You finally got me in bed? …Took you long enough.”

“Nah, you just got drunk off your ass. But good to know you’re as horny for me as I am for you.”

Percy

When he became interested in creating things such as his pepperbox and bad news, it was from a place of hate and vengeance.

But beyond using the weapons for that and to protect VM, his family, he doesn’t enjoy such creations.

So, he works with other stuff. He makes little clockwork contraptions which he usually presents to children that VM help. Once, specifically, he created a clockwork bird that sang for a mother and her five year old.

And, despite the fact that most of VM didn’t get how his contraptions worked, he absolutely adored showing how he made them.

To you, and the rest of VM, it was just a tangling of gears that made no sense.

With that said, you loved to watch him work. He got so into the zone, his eyes focused and bright.

He’d explain everything to you, even if it made no sense to you.

“You see, this sets off the chain reaction that ignites the spark. As long as there is nothing flammable about, there’s nothing dangerous. Not like my guns… It just looks like the little dragon is breathing fire.”

“Percy… That’s amazing. Gods, I love you.”

He doesn’t notice for a moment – he just keeps working on the little dragon and talking about how it works, the end goal, the fact that he hopes there’s a kid out there who will like it.

Then… He stops. He folds his hands. He looks up at you.

“What… Did you say?”

Whether or not you begin with an excuse or an admittance of your feelings, he doesn’t give you much time.

He puts his hand on yours and, careful not to overstep boundaries, asks “may I kiss you?”

And gods know you say yes.

Vax’ildan

Vax’ildan is used to loss. He hates it, but he is.

He lost his mother first. She died when a dragon attacked their town.

He never had his father. Fuck him.

Then he feels he lost Vex for a while; she tried to do anything to gain their father’s approval while he was glad to ignore him.

Then he had someone for a little while – Cyriel – but he lost her when he and Vex fled.

He’s used to the idea that soon enough, he’ll lose again. He’ll lose his sister, or VM, or whatever.

He never really expected they’d lose him.

Percival got possessed. Sure, he had been by Orthrax, but this was different. Worse.

Percy’s deadly in combat. VM knows that. Vax knows that. It’s why he took a bullet for you.

He collapsed, gasping for air as you knelt, calling for Pike or Keyleth for help.

The battle went on around you. More gunshots and more yelling.

Despite the blood pooling around him, Vax smiles, that dumbass has the audacity to smile. He’s dying in your arms and he smiles.

Because, hey, if he’s gonna die, he’d like for his crush to be the last thing he sees.

And you plead with him, beg him, just to hang on just a little longer, because Pike is almost here and “Vax, please, you can’t die, please. You can’t. No, Vax, please. Please! I love you!”

And that dumb bitch still smiles up at you. He’s bleeding out in your lap and he keeps smiling.

He doesn’t think Pike or Keyleth will get there in time, honestly.

He just smiles, beams, and says “I know, peach.” And he knows, he knows he’s dying and he figures he’s not coming back, so it’s “I… love you… but… shit time to admit it, hm?”

He’s barely awake now, his eyes hazy but still smiling.

A few moments later, Pike practically trips over him as she bolts closer. “Shit! Shit! Hold on, hold on!”

You sit besides them, holding Vax’s head in your arms as Pike shuts her eyes and prays again and again to the Everlight, to Sarenrae, to save one of her best friends.

VM gathers, worried and sobbing.

It’s a matter of time before he’s back, grinning up and promising VM “can’t get rid of me that easy.”

It’s a little while before you get alone time, but he takes it when he can. He grabs you, and he dips you dramatically, and he kisses you.

“Promise. Can’t get rid of me that easy.”

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clouduru-chan · 1 year

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Well, I've wanted to do this for a long time, and I hope it goes well, as well as the second season of The Legend of Vox machine, I decided to write something, like a modern reader going to the magical world. As an Isekai, and I decided to make a Brazilian reader, in addition to wanting to show a little bit of Brazilian culture, I want to please the Brazilian people who read what I post. And the first thing I'm going to write will be about Percy, because I'm a little bitch of that man.

Percy with a modern Brazilian reader

- First of all, let's say what you were doing before you stopped at an unknown and "magical" place;

- You were at the ice cream parlor with your friends celebrating the Brazil-Serbia game, it was the beginning of the World Cup, and everyone was excited, especially with the show that Richarlisson did in the second half of the game;

- Well, you don't like soccer very much, but when it's a World Cup year you ignore that and become extremely patriotic;

- The clothes you wore were the shirt of the Brazilian national team, the famous green and yellow, short shorts with sequins on the back pocket, and a fanny pack around your torso, and a pair of flip-flops;

- After having your ice cream with your friends, you decided to go home, but something strange happened, as you turned the corner of the street, your vision became blurred, as you closed your eyes and tried to understand what was happening to you, you realized that you were in an extremely different place;

- very different indeed, you would hit your face with the palm of your hand to see if you would wake up from it, well unfortunately it didn't work;

- And you couldn't stand still, because people were looking at you strangely, so you held tightly to the strap of your fanny pack and decided to walk around to get some answers, to try to understand where you were;

- Well, you can't have realized, Percival was looking at you, he noticed how out of place you were. Well maybe it was a feeling of sympathy, he came to you;

- He was not liking how other people were looking at you maliciously, especially because of the clothes you were wearing;

- Soon he came to you, looking at you it seemed to be some foreigner or traveler, he analyzed your clothes, they were a different fabric from what he had ever seen, besides that on your thigh had a tattoo of mountains and a being doing T-pose (being that it was the sugar loaf mountain and the statue of Christ the Redeemer), and on your shin was a tattoo of birds flying through the landscape, besides that your hair braided by each lock was very flashy too;

- When he asked you if you were lost, you grimaced slightly, as you were trying to carefully translate what he had said and try to talk to him;

- You had a little trouble telling him, you were dying of embarrassment because your English was horrible, Percy looked at you a little curious, you thought you had said something wrong, you started cursing in your original language;

"Puta que me pariu! Eu não mal sei falar português imagina inglês, mas que desgraça, pareço uma debilóide falando!"

- He became even more curious, because he had never heard an idiom like that before;

- And you were wondering why the fuck English was used in a world like that! Well, you were kind of happy about it, because you could communicate, but with your fucked up English it was going to be a little difficult;

- You are quickly put under protection by him and the rest of the group, and since Percival was a curious man, he filled you with questions;

- Well, obviously he realized that you were not from here, but when he finds out that you are not from the world of Exandria, with that he and Vox machine will help you get back;

- When you talk about the technology in your world, this man's eyes shine, when you showed him your phone that was inside your fanny pack he was amazed, he had never seen something so advanced;

- Well you quickly got along with every member of the team, they liked your playful and somewhat chaotic energy;

- When you take some random mission for money, you always stay close to Percy, because he wants you to stay close to him;

- When you go to the tavern, you are always cheerful, but when it's time to drink, you drink modernly since you are always the friend on the tour who tries to stay sober;

- And when fights break out in these places Percy pulls you to stand next to him, but he is a little surprised when you know how to turn around when you use some body-fighting techniques like Brazilian tai-jutsu or capoeira, considering that this type of fight you wanted to learn to defend yourself against an assailant or some potential pervert ;

- Well, he is impressed with your self-defense, but worried, since you were a human against magical beings, and you have no accessories or magic of any kind;

- He starts to have feelings for you, and little by little he decides to open up more to you, since you talk so much about the things in your world and about yourself, it would be kind of fair for him to talk a little about himself;

- When he tells you a little about his past, you look at him with empathy, you could see the pain in Percival's greenish blue eyes, with that you gave him the famous Brazilian hug, he felt how warm your hug was, it was very warm, he returned the hug with the same intensity;

- I think that in those moments you fill him with affection, make him feel happy, pure, make him for a brief moment forget all the horrible things he has been through;

- They are all doing their best to look for a way to get you back home;

- When the dragon was devastating the villages near the Tal'Dorei kingdom, Percy forced you not to go along with them, since he didn't want you to die;

- After defeating what was devastating the kingdom, King Uriel threw a party to celebrate the feat of Vox máquina, inviting the elite of some kingdoms or provinces, then Percy as was a Noble he had to teach good manners to the group, in your case you filled him with questions, what clothes to use, the cutlery and among other things;

- Well you did most of the hairstyles, since you were a hairdresser's helper, so you had a sense of what you were doing;

- You had to go in a long dress without any cleavage, because it wasn't supposed to be vulgar and you couldn't show your tattoos, but unfortunately it didn't cover the tattoo you had on your arm;

- In the castle everything was amazing, for a certain moment, you were close to Vex'Ildan and Percy, he will introduce you to all the nobles that were invited, and you are extremely polite and know very well how to make a friendly conversation, well some (most) Brazilians are quite fun to make a great conversation (but be careful not to fall into the trap, since you can take advantage of this situation and to deceive sometimes the unaware of the Brazilian culture);

- But when the Briarwoods arrived, Percival's expression completely closed, he stared angrily at the couple who fucked up his and Rolo's family's lives;

- When you realize that he has gone stiff because of the gothic couple, you hold his hand firmly;

- At dinner you could see Percy's anger about the Briarwoods, you had sat next to him, trying to calm him down, but when Delilah started talking about Rolo's family, Percy became enraged, and decided to deny that woman, so he left the table, and you quickly went to him, you had never seen him like that, you tried to comfort him with a tender gesture and asked the gray-haired man to vent what he was feeling;

- Well, after a disastrous night and a near death, and being a little frightened by the attitude of the gray-haired man who nearly killed an innocent man working for Briarwoods, Percival realized that it was too dangerous for you. Percival who realized that it was too dangerous for you, he did not want you to go with him to Whitestone, but with your stubbornness you went, because you knew that your friend needed something to comfort him in this very difficult moment;

- Well, on the trip you had changed your appearance, you were wearing pants of a thick fabric, a white T-shirt with sleeves that went all the way to your wrist, a pair of boots, and a belt, and on the right side of your waist you had a short sword;

- With your attitude, you have made Rolo's heart squeeze, do you think of him differently? Do you care about him? Well, he knows that you care about others and make your jokes, but with him it was a little different, he realized that he was in love with you, but then the question remains, what if you don't like the way he likes it? What if you go back to your own world?

- Well, when you were camping near a forest near your destination, Percival was leaning his head against a rock while he was fiddling with his gun, but when you approached him and argued with him for lying down like that and that it was harmful to his spine, he sat up, but soon you sat down on the ground and slapped his thighs, giving him a hint of where he should lay his head to rest, well, this man's face turns red at this, but he did what you wanted. He got a little calmer when you started running your hand over his hair and singing some music from your world, mostly Brazilian;

"Chove chuva! Chove sem parar.... Eu vou fazer uma prece. Pra Deus, Vosso senhor. Pra chuva parar... De molhar o meu divino amor. Que é muito lindo, é mais que o infinito, é puro e belo inocente como a flor...."

- Ok, he just loves to hear your voice singing, especially in his language, this song is so calm and serene, maybe he asks you the translation;

- Feelings are conflicting inside Percy, when he looks at her face his heart hammers, so he will draw courage from the depths of his being, and make a declaration of love;

- When dawn breaks and you have to return to your trip, Percy will bring you to a secluded corner;

- He was very nervous, let's face it, he's very anxious, and also he thinks it's a bad time to propose, but he wants to get this feeling off his chest;

- But before he said anything, you started talking, well, you were declaring to him the feelings you felt, he wasn't expecting it, he was the one who wanted to declare himself, but your heart was warmed by every word you said to him;

"You know Percy, I thank the universe every day that it brought us together. Eventually, you became the most important person in my life. I want to be able to share every moment of joy with you. In the moments of sadness, to be by your side, to be your greatest support. My love, my life is more beautiful because I have you by my side. You can even try to find a thousand definitions for love in the dictionary. But nothing will come close to what I feel for you, because this feeling is pure and indescribable. You know, if you were a movie, you would be my favorite, the one I watch over and over again and never get tired of. I know this statement may be a little long, but I want you to know that I love you! If it weren't for you I wouldn't even know where I was when I came into this world...".

- Okay, you broke it;

- He didn't expect such a profound statement, his eyes were full of water, he was holding himself back from crying, so he hugged you tightly;

- When you returned to the group Scalan was giving a bag of money to Vax, since the half elf had bet the gnome that you would declare yourself first;

- When you arrived in Whitestone it was nothing but chaos, the living dead all over town, people lost hope, you were getting even angrier with the Briarwoods, you wanted to get into a fight with Delilah, but that's going to be just intent;

- Well, you met Percy's sister, it wasn't the most appropriate moment, but you made a little joke about whether you were allowed to date your brother, Percival argued with you that it wasn't the time for you to do that, but he thought it was funny;

- When Percy was under Orthax's control, you calmly approached close to that man, trying to bring back the humanity of that man, Vex went by your side to control the man who was being controlled by a vengeful demon, you softly touched the gray-haired man's cheek, he was recovering some of his mentality, he had been caught by several illusions that Orthax made, the main ones were the death of his family, his sister Cassandra and mainly you;

- He in that state hurt your heart, and any suspicious attitude from him you were put behind Vex, and when Percy shot his own hand to get rid of the demon it was the most horrible thing you ever saw, in person, since you were used to watch some violent things on TV, but in person it was horrible, you ran to help Percy;

- After that moment of madness and You chiding Delilah in her native language was sensational;

" VAI SE FUDE SUA VAGABUNDA! ELE NÃO PODE TE MATAR! MAS EU TERMINAREI O SERVIÇO SUA PUTA!"

- He didn't expect you and Cassandra to finish the job and kill Delilah, You had fury in your eyes, even though the necromancer did nothing to you, you felt empathy for everyone who suffered at her hand, you carried the anger of the people and the family of Rolo and ended Briarwood, but with that attitude of yours made Cassandra like you, she approved you as Percival's girlfriend;

- But you had to end that moment with a beautiful sentence, right? You decided to translate the sentence before you spoke;

" Crying bitch God doesn't listen!"

- You said that when you were pointing to Briarwood's body;

- Congratulations, you have Cassandra's full approval now;

- When you came back to Tal'Dorei, you and Percy started dating, and he kept asking you about your world, such as technological advances, holidays, languages, politics, economics, and possibly whether there was ever any conflict, and you answer all the questions, at least you try to, but the questions that get you is about your family or foods you like to eat;

- Well, the group will try to recreate some recipes but in the Exandrian style, well some of them were easy, like the pamonha that was made from corn or dulce de leche;

- He loves your displays of affection, you like physical displays of affection a lot, Percy took a while to get used to it, but he feels very loved;

- The stolen kisses, the affectionate kisses you give Percy on the cheeks and neck make him excited, you are so affectionate with him, he wonders if where you come from people are like that when it comes to showing affection;

- He gets all flustered when you give him some affectionate nicknames in his native language;

- Examples of affectionate nicknames are: Amor/mor/ Morzão ( practically You are called love, you use this nickname to get his attention), Muso (You use that nickname to emphasize the beauty of this man), Meu Tudo (When you point out that he's everything to you), Bombom ( it's practically one of the sweets you ate the most in Brazil, the bonbon, you use this nickname to call Percy sweet), Meu Batom garoto ( This expression is funny, it can refer to the fact that your boyfriend is small and delicious like chocolate);

- And when you try to translate or explain the nicknames to him, he gets all embarrassed, and will try to call you by the same affectionate nicknames too, he will try, maybe you give him Brazilian Portuguese lessons;

Hope you like it!

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fictitious-obsession · 1 year

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Vox Machina - Y/N Falls Unconscious During A Battle

Percy

Jumps into action in an immediate attempt to catch you

Calls your name repeatedly

Holds you in one arm and shoots with the other until the battle is over

Gently shakes you every now and then

“Come on now. This is no time to sleep.”

Continues the fight, keeping you close

Remains in a panic until you wake

Vex’halia

Sees you fall and does not realize the severity at first

Continues her attacks, looking for you to come back up

Asks for cover as she makes her way toward you

Panics when she sees your unmoving form

Sighs in relief at your breathing

Drags you into a covered spot and stays with you until the battle is over

“Don’t worry me like that…”

Takes an item off you for “compensation”

You WILL have to chase her for it later

Pike

Was toward the front lines when it happened and did not know you had fallen unconscious

When the majority of the battle is done, does a head count

Notices your weapon peeking out behind something and rushes over

Kneels beside you, checking you over for the injury that did this to you

Lays your head on her lap and awaits the end of the battle

Healing you slowly

“Your hair is softer than I thought.”

Vax’ildan

Was in the heat of the battle when you lost consciousness

Continues his attacks and remains unaware for a while

Wants to flex a big kill at you, but can’t seem to find you

Goes into a worried frenzy in trying to find you

Finds you unconscious and immediately checks if you’re breathing

Uses his daggers as long distance as he sticks close to you

“You were supposed to see that kill, Y/N. …Now come back.”

Keyleth

Saw you collapse and is extremely concerned

Rushes to you in a tiger form and slays whatever hurt you

Nudges you and defends you while the others take on the rest of the fight

Is muttering and talking to you the whole time

“Y/N? Uh… Don’t worry. I got you.”

Will be anxious until you awake

Will nearly knock you out again in a tackle hug

Grog

Is having way too much fun in the fight to notice much else

But always had a soft spot for you and Pike, so when fights are over, he inspects the both of you

Doesn’t see you, so he starts wandering, calling your name

Sees your unconscious form and picks you up

Has a puppy face as he takes you toward Pike

“I think they’re ok…can we fix them?”

Will carry you until you’re conscious

Scanlan

Is mid-song when out of the corner of his eye, he sees you fall

Calls out “Scanlan’s Hand” and makes his way toward you in a hurry, stumbling off the hand as he heads toward you

Uses the hand to shield you both from danger

“I can’t carry you, but I got you covered.”

Eventually clambers onto the hand to help out in the fight

Keeps you covered until the end of the fight

Definitely jokes that you said you loved him in your sleep afterward

Never tells you how much he worried about you in that moment

#tlovm #vox machina #x reader #x y/n #the legend of vox machina #hurt/comfort #new to this #sorry if this is bad #amazon prime #i just really love this show

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saphirered · 1 year

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//Request: Percy x reader angst (15) Teasing

You requested angst and so I went all in with our emo boi. Hope you enjoy. 😘

His heart stops in his chest. Time stands still in that very moment. He is frozen in place, unable to move, to react, to do anything. A handful of times has Percy felt felt truly powerless. In those times his soul raged with vengeance, heartache and pain of a thousand pits that could fuel the flames of hell themselves. driven by that vengeance he has right those wrongs, or at least attempted to settle the score, fair or not. Morality is only perspective and so is good and evil. This time should be no different but it is for he has changed. He has found a heart in that empty chest cavity. He has found that the defences he built up to safe guard himself from ever feeling that pain again, have been torn down, shattered and the remains turned to dust. Percy doesn’t know what to do with himself. No cry leaves his throat. Not a muscle moves. That weapon he clings on so tightly, simply refuses to direct its destruction towards the one who holds onto your limp body, when the light leaves your eyes, lips parted halfway through the final whisper of his name. He couldn’t save you. Again he is too late. Time moves once more even though he does not.

Percy still doesn’t fully recall what happened next. A fight broke out, that’s for sure. Enemies were dealt with but of course the one who’s end he would personally see to, got away, the reminder of that name still on the barrel. Every chance he had to end Ripley before would once more haunt him. The passage of time had dulled the ache but now it comes back in full. He will end the woman, even if it will be the last thing he does. Even now his mind remains settled on revenge. He can’t think clear. You’d tell him he’s being stupid to give in so easily. Where is his stubbornness now? You’d tell him he should focus. Perhaps you’d even try to lighten the mood; say he might need better glasses for his sight is clouded. The thought of your usual teasings does not bring him joy and instead that emptiness in his chest comes back. Every thought of the good you brought to his life is consumed by the darkness in his soul. The memory of your smile turns to a gaze of disappointment and he hates himself for it. You believed in him and look what he has become in a matter of minutes. Your body has not even grown cold yet and here he is, at a loss, forgotten about all the good in his life. The others tried to keep him on track but their words, scoldings and offerings fall onto deaf ears. He wallows in memories once more and holds no sights for the future save for death and vengeance.

They brought you back to Whitestone, where you now lay in stasis. Resurrection is not for you. Not in the ways he had returned, or some of the others. You’d run out of second chances; you’d told him many times. You’d told him you’re a cat on your ninth life and should you be granted a tenth that would be a miracle. While rage still simmers within his veins Percy has found himself not willing to bargain with gods for they do not hear these pleas. They would not change anything. The reach for something darker is far more tempting, and likely to succeed. Would he be alright becoming everything he vowed to kill? Would he let this world burn just to have you back at his side? Yes. Yes he would, within a heartbeat. And he would have resorted to these means if only he’d know you would forgive him for it, if you would not look at him with disgust for what he’d become. He remembers that conversation all too well. He made a promise he would now come to regret.

“Promise me, Percival. You’ll not lower yourself to the desperation of the Briarwoods if anything were to happen to me.” You’d all but begged him. He was not sure he could have made that promise in that moment and you’d seen so in his eyes.

“I will try.” Even those words were riddled with hesitation. You’d grabbed his hands in yours, forcing his attention fully to you; inescapable.

“No. Promise me you will not go to the ends of the world and beyond. If you do, I don’t know I’ll ever be able to forgive you. Be better, Percy.” What smile and mischief you’d usually carried is all but gone.

“I promise.” With pain in his heart he did. You relaxed visibly.

He never should have made that promise. Percy strokes away some dirt from your cheek. All of this is wrong. He can’t stay in here. He can’t be faced with reality. You’ve carved open the heart you gave him and are now dissecting it piece by piece as time progresses. He has to walk away. He has to get out. No matter how much it pains him to leave you, because the moment he steps through that door, it becomes real. He’s lost you. He crosses the threshold with one final look, until the door closes behind him with an echoing click.

Seeking solace in his workshop he ignores the presence of others. He ignores their words and attempts to get close. They are but ghosts to his life. Or perhaps he is the ghost in this. Nevertheless he sits tinkering, in the hopes the sounds of metal and steam will drown out his own thoughts. It works. Tireless hours he work without break until everything bleeds together. How long has it been? He has not seen the sun in a while, but he doubt it has risen again for his life feels like one of eternal night. You’d shown him the beauty in the dark, showed him the path of the blind, only to adjust to what lays in the void. No. He won’t think anymore. There’s only his work now, until he can no longer escape this all.

It’s difficult to escape when your ghost lingers in this workshop. You’d labeled some of his inventions around, gave them a ranking system from ‘bunny’ to ‘Trinket’ to ‘ancient dragon’ for their levels of danger and then another to determine ease of use from ‘Grog’ to ‘handsome gunslinger’. He’d scolded you for it, but could not deny the stroke to his ego. Among all the works in progress, finished projects, and material storage there was a little nook atop a storage cabinet table you’d gathered some pillows and blankets. They’re still crumpled and discarded pushed to the side. From there you’d sit and watch him work, or read to him, tell him to take a break and when he refused to, you’d make it worth his while, proving to be quite the distraction he’d happily indulge. He sees the empty chair next to the one he sits on, your own notes on the table, among which he spots some of the drawing you’d done at his request; schematics but never without little remarks and side notes of your own. Somehow you managed to bring a smile to his face when he worked on his endgame. You’d lift the burdens of this world, for this legacy built from death and decay and you’d pull him out of this darkness, remind him that the light of the forge is still the light even when the flames cast shadows. Percy ignores the cold and goes to work, tinkering away but his mind drifts back to you every single time.

He ignores the others when they come check on him, listening only for the opening and closing of that door when they ineffably leave and give up. Good. He doesn’t want company. He can’t face the outside world, not right now, not when he is recovering the shambles of his life.

But then that door opens again. He has half the mind to break his silence, tell whoever disturbs him now to walk off the cliffs and leave him be in no uncertain terms. He takes a deep breath, waiting to turn out the words to come but there’s no words. The cold of the workshop disappears just a bit. The heavy air becomes a little lighter as the pressure alleviates. He tries to ignore it, desperately hang onto what he’s been growing more accustomed to; this cold solitude but he can’t hide in the shadows anymore, with every second that passes. He desperately needs that solitude for he might fall apart and he doesn’t know what will become of him then. He can’t do this alone. He needs you but you are gone. He turns on his stool when the door falls closed. He sees a ghost. It must be. Percy must be facing a ghost because this simply cannot be real. Still covered in grime and dirt that couldn’t so easily be removed, hair tangled, clothes torn and covered in blood, there you stand. Time stops. everything stops. He sees you. You’re not a ghost. You see him. You step forward and look at him with sadness and pity. You take a hesitant step forward, hand stretching towards him slowly, as if you’re just as confused and unsure of this truth as he is. You are here. Why? How? These questions remain unanswered because for the first time in his life Percy couldn’t care less about the facts, or defying them.

Percy slips from his chair, a tentative step towards you follows after another until he stands in front of you, until his fingers lace with yours and hold on. You feel his cold skin agains yours; clammy and shaking. Your breath rises and falls high in your chest, as if you’re out of breath. You look the same, feel the same. Once Percy might have thought to mistrust all of this but not now, he holds onto you and that is true enough a vision to indulge into. Your eyes are wide with confusion but respond to his hold. No words leave your lips, all falls silent upon your breath. You’re breathing. You’re breathing and alive. He doesn’t know what to do or say and does not think about his next actions for they feel so natural; he places his lips on yours; a final test to prove this is real.

You don’t recall much and perhaps that is for the better. You’ve felt so cold for so long, felt so alone in the time you’ve missed and then you woke up longing for that warmth. It brought you here. Your heart stands in front of you, you feel his lips against yours and so you cling on with all you have, even when your body protests, you ignore it and linger on that what makes you feel alive. You feel your fingers laced with his, let the others remind themselves of the one you felt like you had said goodbye to forever. You feel the velvet of his coat, the linen of his shirt, the heartbeat through the materials over his chest, as it reflects your own. His heart beats as yours does. He is still alive, he still feels and thinks and lives, rather than just survives, because he has been surviving. You know you should not be here but you are and you will not change that. You will stay here, live here, and fuel the warmth of his heart, the good of it too. You will continue to bring out the best in Percy even if it is the last you’ll do because it will be worth it.

You remind each other to love, are worthy of love and so you’ll give it to each other freely, as long as that memory lives on. For eternity to come.

#percy de rolo x reader #percival x reader #Percival Fredrickstein Von Musel Klossowski De Rolo III #percy de rolo #critical role x reader #critical role #vox machina x reader #legend of vox machina #tlovm x reader #tlovm x you #critical role fanfiction #critical role fanfic #critical role imagine #critical role x y/n

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draventhedemon · 1 year

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I'M MAKING A LIST OF MY FANDOMS! BECAUSE I HAVEN'T HAD IDEAS FOR LIKE 3 MONTHS!!!!

Please recommend me things...

1. Dsmp

2. Bendy and the ink machine

3. Fnaf

4. Doki doki literature club

5. Tlovm (Vax is hot)

6. Marvel

7. DC Comics

8. Yandere simulator

9. Star Wars

10. True blood

11. Game of thrones

12. Campaign 2/3 Critical role (I'm a little behind on campaign 3 so cut me some slack)

13. Breaking bad

14. Quantum leap

15. Sandman

#dream smp x reader #dream smp #dsmp x y/n #tlovm x you #tlovm x reader #the legend of vox machina x reader #the legend of vox machina #fnaf #fnaf fanfiction #batim #doki doki literature club

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tsunderetypea · 10 months

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Little Slayer| TLoVM x platonic!reader

Preface| Every party had its outlier. For some, most people would think it was Scanlan of the legendary group Vox Machina. Yet as we know fate has its own workings on the matter.

Enter amnesiac [Y/N] who happened to cross their paths. For the most part, they appeared utterly normal as a human could be but well as the party would soon realize there is more to them than meets the eye.

Word Count| 2148

Link to [Part 02]

[A/N]: I’ve been dying for a platonic!reader with the group even though I just started watching the animated series a couple of days ago. I apologize if at some point some of the character's seem out of character or I get something wrong.

Think of reader as the group’s Perrito or Groot in a sense.

I’m mostly making this for shenanigans so idk if this really has a plot or if this will be a couple of chapters ordeal.

This takes place after S2 of the show and I know next to nothing about what happens in Critical Role...

“Arghh! When are the others getting back! Grog hungry!..” whined the half-giant as he hugged his lower abdomen, his expression teary like that of a child as his best friend touched his bicep.

“Soon buddies, it shouldn’t be long now.” Pike assured with a smile that went away by the sounds of loud crunches heard nearby. “I’m telling you, this is the best sandwich I’ve ever made!” chomped Scanlan with a grin as he ate his meal while Grog growled at him, taking it that he was teasing him for his amusement.

“Gimme a piece!” Grog exclaimed with a lurch, trying to grab the food from him. “No! It’s not my fault you wasted your part of the gold on ale!” the bard argued back as he backed away from the bigger man’s grab.

“It was for good reason! I needed ale for my nuts-trucian!” the axe-wielder barked as he kept trying to take the sandwich from the gnome.

Pike could only watch as the two argued over the meal, Grog still trying to take the hoagie while Scanlan played keep-away.

She hoped it would not escalate.

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“This is taking longer than I would like,” huffed Vex with a frown as she and Keyleth watched Percy and her brother negotiate the bounty they had made.

“You tell me,” the air Ashari sighed as she ran her fingers through her hair. “I just want to eat and… sleep.”

“No ale?” the half-elf questioned with a side-glance. “After the last time… no.” Keyleth nervously chuckled as she recalled their last drinking expenditure which ended mostly in vomit.

“But it was fun,” Vex teased with a nudge. “It was, the aftermath wasn’t.” she giggled.

“What, are we talking about our last drink?” interrupted Vax as he and Percy approached them. “You could say that,” answered his sister as she ushered them to leave to join the rest of the party.

Little did they know, something would change when they regrouped.

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“For the last time Grog, I said no—“ were among the words Scanlan used in an attempt to get through his friend’s mind but fell through as the half-giant was successful in getting ahold of his meal.

“Ha, ha!” Grog said in triumph though no before Scanlan used his magic to propel himself as he managed to grab it back. “You were saying…” he said with a smirk though faded as Grog quickly lurched after him to get the delicious sustenance.

“Buddies, no!” Pike came forward in an effort to stop the two.

“Mine!” “No mine!” they both yelled as they both had their hands on the hoagie. “Let go!” Scanlan hollered though not before quickly thinking to use his bard power in kicking the sandwich out of both their hands.

“Nooo... my food!” cried the light-blue skinned half-giant. “Ha ha, smart thinking Scan,” snickered the gnome praised himself.

“Not really since you kept it away from yourself. Now you’re just feeding the rats.” pointed out Pike as the other gnome began to fully realize what he had done. “Oh shit, no!” he exclaimed as he ran toward the direction that he kicked the sandwich.

“No wait that’s mine! I’ll still eat it!” Grog followed running after him. “We can literally make another sandwich when the others get back!” Pike called after them but her words fell on death ears as they vanished from sight.

‘I better make sure they don’t do something stupid…’ were among the cleric’s thoughts as she also ran after them.

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“Let’s see…” you whispered to yourself as you clambered down from the trash bins you had been searching in. “Not a bad haul if I do say myself [Y/N].” you said with a smile with your hands on your hips looking over the food you had managed to scavenge.

An orange looking fruit that was a bit mushy in some areas, some moldy bread, and the bone of a turkey leg with little chunks of meat here and there made up your score. You were truly feasting that night.

You slid down against the wall, grabbing the moldy piece of bread as you sat down to eat at last. Carefully you picked off the mold before taking a bite out of it, the staleness of the loaf entering your tastebuds as you looked up to the stars.

Normally you would have been chased off if people found you going through their trash even if it was for food, but tonight was the first time in a while that hadn’t happen.

‘Maybe my luck is finally changing…’ you thought with a small smile as you finished the last of the bread, though your stomach growled for more.

With only your name as the thing you truly knew for sure about yourself you had no idea who you were or where you came from as you wandered the land in search for… even you had no idea what you were doing.

Something you supposed.

But there was something inside you that urged you to go on despite your impoverished predicament you were in. So you had to continue, whatever it was.

That was until you heard a splat of something very close to you. “Ahh I’ve been hit!” you shrieked, thinking you were wounded as you felt something splatter on you, your eyes shutting close to brace the pain.

But you felt… nothing?

Carefully you opened one eye, looking around before looking at yourself to see if there was any sign of bodily harm on you. But all you found was a tomato slice on your cheek.

“Huh?” you uttered in confusion as you opened both eyes completely to look around at what had caused the noise from earlier and the origin of tomato slice only to find a somewhat squished sandwich on your right. It happened to land on the flipped crate you were using as a table to hold your dinner though now it was on top of it.

Seeing this as possibly a sign of some sort you quickly said a “Thank you!” before diving into the slightly pulverized sandwich.

You couldn’t stop yourself from slowly eating as you chowed down on the food, savoring each bite. Yet it was in your ignorance that you hadn’t noticed the rumbling sounds of something larger stomping close by.

“Hey let go of my sand—“ a loud voice boomed before feeling something grab the neck of your shirt as you were lifted to meet the eyes of a giant in your eyes. “AAH!” you screamed dropping the sandwich while Grog looked at you speechless at the sight of your scrawny form. He had expected to pick up a rat not a person which is why he cut off from speaking when he lifted you up.

“I’m sorry! I didn’t know it was yours!” you quickly apologized as you averted your eyes from him. Grog said nothing yet kept looking at you. You had no idea what he was going to do to you so you kept talking.

“I’ll get you a new one! I’ll sell my uh, my arm to pay you back!” you squeaked, your mind in panic over the situation you were in.

“You better pay me back..” said a new voice.

You looked up to see a gnome coming up beside the giant with an even more pissed off expression. Though his expression faltered slightly when he saw you being held up by his friend and even more so when he saw his sandwich splattered on the ground.

“My sandwich!” Scanlan cried at his now wasted meal, his knees buckling in despair at the sight of its ruin.

“I’ll-I’ll pay you back too!” he heard you utter, though confusion crossed his expression at your words. “Why would you have to pay me back kid?” he asked as he rose to his feet.

“Because I was eating it and then he grabbed me and I dropped it!” you quickly said as you tried your hardest not to cry.

“Aww Scan, they remind me of Pike. Can we keep them?” Grog now held you to his chest which made you jolt as you thought he would crush you. Now you were just trembling in his arms.

“Look they even vibrate!” he added with a grin.

“They aren’t a pet, Grog. Besides, we would all have to decide.” the bard pointed out.

“Decide what?”

Grog and Scanlan turned to see Vex and the others join them with Pike leading the way.

“Buddies!” Pike said in relief before running over to meet them closer and it was then she saw you in the half-giant’s arms.

“Who’s this?” she asked questioningly as the others approached behind her. “Are they another person in a bounty?” Vax queried all the while looking you up and down.

“It doesn’t appear so…” Percy was quick to offer his judgment and he was proven correct when Scanlan said, “no it’s some kid Grog picked up that was eating my sandwich.”

The four of them expect Pike sent confused glances their way before the cleric sent them a “it’s a long story” glance at them.

“But I was saying we should keep them! They even vibrate!” Grog spoke enthusiastically.

“Grog they are a person not a pet.” Vex spoke with her arms crossed. “Besides they are trembling from fear not because they actually vibrate.” she stated as she took a look at you. “… unless there is a creature that can do such a thing.”

“None that I have seen,” piped Keyleth as she went forward to the half-giant. “Yes, with that said put them down, Grog.” ordered Vax as Grog groaned, disappointed before taking heed in his command.

You could feel the smooth stone under your feet as you were gently put down, though it didn’t stop you from shaking as you now head yourself. You felt your throat blocked off as if you had swallowed a frog as no words exited your lips.

“Are you okay?” asked the air Ashari as she sent you a comforting smile. “Sorry about Grog, he means no harm… most of the time.” Pike had joined in and also sent you a comforting glance.

But she tried to hide the true face she wanted to make at the overall state you were in. They all were trying to not show their pity.

You were dirty and obviously malnourished, a state no one should be in especially someone as young as you. Percy obviously saw himself in you and looked away when you felt his gaze on you. There were some things of the past that still pained him.

“I’m… okay,” you managed to croak out. “I’m sorry about your sandwich,” she turned to Grog and Scanlan. “I’ll pay you back—“ “No it wasn’t your fault. You had every right to eat it. Right Grog?” the bard elbowed the strongest member of the party.

“Oh right! Well since I can’t keep you, I’ll give you some money to eat!..” Grog looked to Percy and the twins in response as they caught on and quickly got out some of the gold they were rewarded. “Right, here’s your half,” Vax tossed him his portion of the bounty. “Mine too, I don’t mind.” Percy quietly added this time actually looking at you and sending an empathetic look to you.

You quietly gasped recognizing that he had also been in your shoes even though in your eyes he hadn’t looked like he had been. In that moment you were trying to figure out why they were helping you when you had done nothing worthy for them.

But your thoughts were cut short when Grog pressed the gold coins in your hand, you looking up to meet his brown eyes.

“I can’t accept this,” the words spilled out of your mouth. “This is yours… you might need it than I do.” you said truthfully.

“But we want you to have it darling. It’s a gift. Please take it.” came the soothing voice of Vex as she assured you.

“Yeah, take it so you can eat… maybe another sandwich,” offered Scanlan with a wink.

“We have to go now but please take care of yourself,” Vax spoke directly at you, your eyes locking to his. He wished they could help you more but they had to worry more on the journey ahead of them with Tal’Dorei at stake.

They could at least do some good along the way.

“Yeah, be safe.” Keyleth sent you another smile before leaving you to join Percy and the half-elven twins. “Who knows we might meet again,” Pike encouraged as she also left to join them.

“Bye my little pet,” Grog patted your head before leaving with Scanlan. They all waved at you before leaving the alleyway as you stood watching them leave.

However, the air around you seemed different as they disappeared from sight.

Something had changed within you.

#tlovm fic #the legend of vox machina #TLoVM #critical role #critical role the legend of vox machina #x reader #tlovm x reader #platonic #the legend of vox machina x reader #Little Slayer #Little Slayer TLoVM Fic #The Legend of Vox Machina #Legend of Vox Machina #Vox Machina #Vox Machina x Reader

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thetinyblossom · 1 year

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Caregiver! Scanlan Shorthalt (Tlovm)

Disclaimer: I wrote this with a platonic relationship in mind but outside the child headspace it can be interpreted as romantic (Scanlan x Pike x Y/N) <3

Gender neutral Y/N on this and on the next vox machina agere hcs

Headcanons !

Firstly he would notice that u become fidgety and less talkative, you try to hide your regression but he finds it weird you not laughing as much, being more skittish or being a bit slower then usual

He finds out by sneaking into your room and finding your little gear

At first he wouldn't really understand but after you explain it's a coping mechanism he decides to try being your cg

He is a quite scared of messing up but enjoys being your cg

Would ask Pike for help and tips, she would even offer herself to babysit you while he can't

His favorite nicknames are Dada and Bubba

He would call you "Little musician" "Sweet lullaby" "Little Buddy” “Baby kitten”

He would spoil you rotten!

Gifting you all sorts of toys, mostly music related and bring you cool shiny stuff

"What's up little buddy? You are small right now?It's ok, let bubba take care of you"

Fun rides on the Scanlan hand !

Personal shows to you, singing your favorite songs and making up silly song

Honestly he is just wholesome when u are tiny, really respectful of ur headspace

But he is still goofy! Loves making u laugh!

Sometimes Grog tags along, he carries you like a baby while Scanlan sits on his shoulder, making sure Grog is being gentle with u

When u are quiet (not speaking) he only does “yes” and “no” questions, being very patient

If u regress while in battle he makes sure u are either by his side, Pike’s or hidden away from battle, also trusting Vex and Keyleth to take care of his little one

After battle he makes sure u are ok and safe, pleading Pike or Keyleth to take a look at u to make sure u don’t have any bruise’s and to heal any of those

Makes sure u are eating well, drinking and resting, traveling a lot can make a little one very tired !

Would sing and soothe you to sleep

That’s all !!! Ty for reading ! <3

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master-muffinn · 4 months

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My Masterlist

When their s/o… (multiply characters)

Lackadaisy, when their s/o farts

ttigraas Slime, sitting on their lap

ttigraas slime when someone walks in on you making love (nsfw)

One shot:

You have a life too - the hobbit/lotr x reader

Headcanons:

shangri-la frontier, Emul and Vysache relationship

lotr/the hobbit x Druid!reader muliply

Incorrect quotes:

Levi punish Eren and y/n

Levi: My idol?

Insulting Miya-twins

The hobbit, scary mother

Odd conversations i had ‘One piece theme’

Fake messages:

Jealous Legolas x reader

Jokes:

tlovm Grog, butterfly meme

Transformers armada meme's

Haikyuu Tanaka ryu's jersey

Thank you for looking through! 💖 ^^

I do not take requests.

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demigoddessqueens · 1 year

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I’m the type of person that when in a new area I kinda slow down and look around to take in the new surroundings. However if I’m with someone else I would softly hold onto the back of their shirt, their sleeve, or onto their finger. Just so I can keep looking but keep pace with that person.

How would vox machina react to a reader that does the same thing to them. Just out of nowhere softly hold on to them to keep pace while also looking around.

This is so pure 🥹💕 I love it

Vex’ahlia - she pretends not to see you hold onto the white piece of fur on her person, but she can’t help it when you look so CUTE with that curious look on your face!

Pike - here hold her hand. Or fingers. Sometimes that armor can be a bit sharp to grasp. Even if you feel at peace, the cleric feels x10 more soothed just by having you near

Scanlan - either it’s his own hand (that he’ll insist) or a conjured Bigby’s Hand that you grip onto. Sure he doesn’t want you to get lost, but he finds it endearing he’s your “comfort person”

Grog - holding onto a trailing piece of cloth, or he’ll offer his bicep for you to hang onto (mostly just flex it to show off). Or just hop up on there

Keyleth - aww you’re so cute to her! Frankly, she encourages it because a lot of these places are new to her too, so it’s nice having one sweet on her hold her hand

Percy - he’s torn between sweetly teasing you or just accepting it because he never intended this dynamic. Still, even Percy will make up some faux excuse just to hold your hand as well. No, he’s not worried you’ll wander off 👀

Vax’ildan - he swears he heard a loud “THWUMP” against the fluffy cloak/armor because you rested your head on it. Gods, you’re adorable glancing around casually but holding onto him

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brenbrennn · 2 years

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(Warnings: uhm no use of y/n{?} and some OOC{?}, other than that no warnings here!!) “Grog Strongjaw falling in love with you?” Hear me out!! ~I think everyone can come to an agreement that when this realization hits the kind-hearted raging beef head is in the middle of battle. ~You are completely hurling enemies left and right. Grog is trying to keep focus but can keep down his gleeful feelings at that moment. ~You had met Grog through Pike, you three were completely bounded together. Before with the subject of battle, you always were dreadful about it. ~You were never a person for confrontation and would be described as cowardly by others, you just weren't the best with getting your knuckles dirty. To you, it felt like a bending of your moral compass, though that did never bother both Pike and Grog. ~I mean being a part of Vox Machina you would defiantly run into trouble, a lot of the time, you never stayed in the front lines. You normally shot from the sides and tried to get work done, though there was hesitance on your end. ~But now look at you! Completely kicking ass and feeling at ease with yourself. You grew so much from before, his proud mood was through the roof along with the ‘HEHE’ feeling of smashing enemies. ~But this feeling…it was more than excitement, It seemed almost like adoration, maybe even amazement. Little embers of his gooshy/love-struck fondness for you were sprouting, though he didnt really realize it. He thought about how he saw you and to himself, you were his friend. One of his best buddies, maybe he was wrong because he started to get all warm and fuzzy on the inside while swinging his sword around. ~After you and the others finished off the foes, Grog swooped you up. He exclaimed his happiness about you finally ‘raging’ in his words and you sheepishly chuckled. Was your face hot or was it his? ~He realized this big ol grog hug was longer than normal, he- flustered sat you back down to earth. The two of you shrugged it off and patted each other on the back, grog bluntly but happily pointed out your growth. You responded with an “I guess your right!” and you congratulated him as well. Even though you were both covered in blood , you two shared your normal banter. ~Everyone else in the party wasn't stupid and totally noticed the bubbly mood between the both of you. ~Vax has a shit eating grin, him and Scanlan want to know everything to the gritty detail. Pike wasn't really surprised (she could easily read the room) but was still supper supportive and encouraging of the situation. ~He does not want to tell you YET, yeah no not right now. But maybe in the future? He still needed time to think, but with some talking it out.. His feelings towards you became a bit clearer after that day.

#vox machina #vox machina x reader #tlovm #tlovm x reader #grog strongjaw x reader #grog x reader #giggiling kicking my feet #hes so cute!!#I LOVE HIMMM #x reader #no y/n #<333 #critical role x reader

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Hi.

Can you please write some Percy de rolo x reader one shot. With jealous reader? Maybe some smut?

Jealous? Me? Never. PART 1

Percy De Rolo x Jealous! Reader

Smut will be in PART 2 but, I like to build a foundation for jealous type situations so, this is a build up for the good stuff

It seems like the whole world is against you at this point.

Every time you tried to do something. Someone or something stood in your way. You were trying to figure out a way into a certain someone's heart yet, were stopped by observation.

As you sat in a tavern next to Pike. You noticed a number of things. Your eyes never strayed too far away from the silver haired gunslinger across from you. You saw how Vex leaned into him. You saw how he seemed to smirk and reflect the same energy back.

It made you sick. You thought nothing was going on between the two of them but, you guess you were wrong after all.

You're heart ached. You looked down into your mug. You got lost in your thoughts for a little bit until Pike nudged you gently,

"You okay, Girlie?"

You just look over to her and smiled softly,

"I'm good. I'm just gonna head outside for some air."

Pike watched with a concerned look as you stood up and made your way out of the bar. She looked around and saw that no one noticed her sudden exit. She stood on her bench and turned to hop down.

Just as she did this, Grog grabbed her up,

"Did you see that, Pike?! I beat Vax once again!"

Pike pushed out of his grasp slightly,

"Yeah. I saw that. You did great, Buddies. I'll be back in a second."

With that, she quickly followed the path you took out of the bar.

Percy saw this and realized that you weren't there. You never alone really so, this concerned him slightly. Vex put an arm over his shoulder, snapping him out of his thoughts,

"Darling! Did you see that? Scanlan fell of his stool, long gone! Hahahaha."

Percy just nodded. He quickly got out of her grasp, much how Pike did the same with Grog. He cleared his throat quickly after.

"Excuse me, Vex'ahlia. I have to visit the men's room."

He then disappeared out the door. This went unnoticed to the rest of the drunk group.

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You walked away from the tavern. Looking at the ground as you walked, kicking some pebbles as you went.

How could you be so blind? You should've knew that they were together before you fell for Percy. You were just blinded by love.

You tried so hard to make time for him and help him with his projects. You made sure to keep him safe in battle. You always were there to take care of him when he needed it. You guess you were always saw as a best friend. Nothing more.

You heard rushed footsteps from behind you. You didn't bother to turn around. You didn't care anymore.

Pike ran up to your side. She walked next to you as she caught her breath quickly. She then gave your cloak a slight tug, catching your attention. You looked over at her with saddened eyes. Pike just nodded. She understood your pain.

"It's okay to be jealous and hurt."

"Jealous? Me? Never."

Y/n responded with slightly sarcastic tone. Pike just shook her head,

"Even if he isn't there for you, I always will be. We'll get through this together, Girlie."

"I just wish he understood how much my heart hurts to see him with her. I was always there for him. Through everything. Before he even got into the group. I guess I never been more than a best friend. I'm stupid for thinking so."

"Y/n. You are not stupid. What's stupid is that Percy can't see that you love him but he sees Vex's advances. We did everything we could to get you with him. Maybe he'll realize soon. You never know."

Percy, who was approaching the two, heard the whole exchange. His eyes widened. You? Jealous? He would never guess that you loved him as much as you said to Pike. He did always see you as his best friend but, he saw so much more. He thought he had no chance because you never, well he didn't realize, acted like you wanted to be anything more. When Vex made it obvious, he thought he could get rid of these feelings he had for you.

Oh boy. He was so wrong.

He saw you give Pike a hug. You sat there on you knees as you hugged her. Pike patted your back.

"Everything will be okay. I promise."

You just nodded. Soon, the hug broke apart and Pike told you she had to head back and take care of Grog. You just nodded and said that you needed a couple more minutes before going back.

Pike nodded and ran back to the tavern. She didn't notice Percy as she ran by because he was hiding.

Once you were alone, Percy came out of hiding and made his way towards you. You just hung your head low and was lost in thought. You didn't notice Percy's entrance.

He gingerly set a hand on your shoulder. You looked up at him. You looked slightly surprised but, your sadness covered it up quickly.

"Why are you here? You should be with Vex'ahlia."

Percy shook his head,

"I came here because I was worried about you. You seem off tonight and I want to know what's wrong."

Rage pulsed through you. You looked at him and stepped back so his hand fell off your shoulder,

"You know what's wrong. Don't act like you weren't hiding and overhearing my conversation with Pike. Do I look stupid to you? Don't play me like a fucking fool."

Percy pursed his lips together. He was caught. He didn't want you to be anger at him but, here we are.

"I did hear it all. I just want to know why didn't make a move sooner. Why didn't you point blank ask me how I felt towards you?"

You clutched your fists and you growled slightly,

"You think it's so easy. I didn't want to lose you as even my friend if you rejected me. Plus, now I know you and Vex are something so, I can just forget about my feelings and go about my business. Do snog with her and leave me alone."

Percy took a step towards you. You anger was valid. He knew he fucked up but, he wants to make it up to you. He needed to reach out first. He slowly gripped your shoulders,

"It is easy. I'll do it so you can see."

You froze in confusion as he continued,

"Y/n. I have loved you for a very long time now. You have always been by my side and I appreciate it. You showed me so much of myself that I wouldn't have ever found without you. I thought YOU would reject me so, when Vex made it obvious of her feelings, I thought I could run away from them. Seeing you hurt like this, I can't run. I'm sorry for my stupidity. I love you. More than the world. You are my world."

You stood there with tears running down your cheeks. He slowly moved his hand and wiped your tears as they came. You leaned into his touch.

"I love you too, Percy."

Percy smiled and leaned in and kissed You. You both stayed in that position for some time. Kissing over and over again. The tears soon stopped to flow as the kissing stopped as well. Once the two of you separated, Percy held you close. He whispered sweet words to you.

You held him tightly, like he was gonna disappear in a seconds time. Percy looked down at you,

"Do you want to head back to the tavern now?"

You slowly nodded and you both walked hand in hand to the building. You were both going to tell the rest of the group of the new development. No matter what anyone said. No matter the repercussions of the relationship. You both didn't care. You loved each other and that's that.

#tlovm #tlovm percy #tlovm x reader #percy de rolo x reader #percy x y/n #percy de rolo #percy x reader #the legend of vox machine #legend of vox machina #critical roll #percy critical role #jealousy #Part 1

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