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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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a-writes3 · 4 months

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i took a huge break on here but please send in requests i want to start writing again! people i write for is on my pinned post! i only write for women/ non binary characters.

adding the characters from the critical role campaigns to the list of characters i write for as well!

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randoimago · 2 years

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Heya! I had this idea a while back and it's just been growing for a while. What about an M9 x reader who sings under their breath when they need to remember something on a shopping trip or just in general? Like they forget what they needed and they associate a song with it and that's how they keep track of things?

S/O Singing To Help Remember Things

Fandom: Critical Role, Campaign 2

Characters: Beauregard Lionette, Caleb Widogast, Fjord, Jester Lavorre, Mollymauk Tealeaf, Veth Brenatto, Yasha

Type of Request: Headcanons

Notes: I didn’t include Caduceus just because it’s not specified rather his is supposed to be platonic or not.

Mighty Nein

Beau has to do a double take to make sure she’s not imaging the music coming from nowhere. Then she realizes it’s you. She can’t help but tease you for it a bit but she does think it’s cute. Offers to just write you a list or notes instead, if you want. She’s a good note taker.

Caleb kind of just stares at you the first time it happens, but doesn’t say anything. He kind of just remembers everything, but he enjoys your singing. Even if you’re not the best at singing, it becomes a routine that he enjoys.

Fjord has the memory of a goldfish so when he’s alone so he often finds a reason to go with you. Honestly, your songs end up stuck in his head and he ends up using them to remember things himself. Might find himself singing them to himself and can’t help a chuckle when he realizes.

Jester sings with you. She doesn’t know what you’re singing, but she keeps to the tune and throws out lines that go with whatever subject you have. You might not be able to remember what you’re trying to find, but she’s having fun singing with you.

Molly ends up whistling along with you. Just to add to whatever little song you create. He’s not going to question you about it, it’s a cute habit you have and he likes it. Might tease you about whatever song you make later though.

Veth tries to sing with you but ends up butchering whatever you’re singing with her high, squeaky voice. Does tell you that if you don’t remember something you need to buy that you shouldn’t worry because she’ll just steal it later!

Yasha can’t help a smile when you start singing to remember things. It’s a nice way to cut through the silence. Might tease you a little or see if she can match her bone harp to your song, but she just enjoys your presence and your impromptu music.

#critical role x reader #mighty nein x reader #caleb widogast x reader #fjord x reader #jester lavorre x reader #jester x reader #mollymauk x reader #mollymauk tealeaf x reader #veth brenatto x reader #yasha nydoorin x reader #yasha x reader #beauregard lionett 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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draventhedemon · 6 months

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Hello Critters!

This is gonna be the first time I've spoken to you all. But based on today's one-shot with the Mighty Nein today, I feel like we deserve some fanfiction with these colorful bastards. Any campaign, any character, just suggest what you want, I'll write it!

Angst, fluff, smut, sequels, prequels, they're all on the table.

Have fun!

#critical role #mighty nein #bells hells #bells hells x reader #mighty nein x reader #the legend of vox machina x reader #the legend of vox machina #the mighty nein x reader #the mighty nein x y/n #legend of vox machina #caleb widogast #caleb widogast x reader #beauregard lionett x reader #beauregard lionett #vax'ildan #vax x reader #percy de rolo x reader

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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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demigoddessqueens · 1 year

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Could you write something with a reader who is really awkward and shy about touching their s/o? Maybe the first time they brush their hand against their s/o for the very first time and how they would react? Please make this one about percy, vax, molly, yasha and beau if you can? im just in love with them lately 💕

This is so cute 🥹! Also Mighty Nein my beloveds!!

Percy

He’s not as used to such open affection but he’s coming around to it. Percy knows it’s not your strong suit but he’s EXTREMELY patient with you and welcomes the gentle touches. Complete with the shy flushed smile he fails to hide

Vax’ildan

Thinks it’s the most precious thing about you, and gives you as much time and space that you need. Even if you are feeling bold on particular days, he can’t help but place a small kiss on your hand/along your fingers.

Mollymauk

Used to being the loud and center of attention, your shyness is a complement to the tiefling’s behavior. Still, he has soft praises to offer along with cheeky compliments. And he can’t help but wrap that tail around you with a purr.

Beau

She is more of the bold type and can’t help but tease you a little in the shyness. Sure she may try to hold your hand as a “next step” but she respects your boundaries, and still wants to see that other smile on your face.

Yasha

Your hand unknowingly brushed hers and through rapid apologies you see her expressions soften. Her story is not lost on you, and eventually you relent and ease into holding her hand.

A soothing voice of “it’s ok, I know.” puts you at ease and soon your grip tightens day by day around hers.

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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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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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⇨ character x reader (2nd person, you/yours, no y/n) ⇨ character x character (I won’t do certain ships, ask me first!!) ⇨ canon or canon-divergent ⇨ headcanon scenarios ⇨ character headcanons ⇨ oneshots ⇨ platonic, romantic, or familial ⇨ multiple requests from the same person ⇨ poly relationships ⇨ make canon cis/het characters queer ! ⇨ reader/characters with mental illness as long as it’s not romanticising or Weird about it (??) ⇨ Suggestive / 16+

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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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You can specify if you want me to post your request anonymously or with your ask attached !! If you don’t specify, I’ll just assume yes and I’ll attach your ask

I will answer whatever question you have!! About pretty much anything :D

PLEASE just. Don’t be a dick. I am not being paid to write for you!!! And I do this on my own time!!!

To check if your request is being written/worked on, check my works in progress!!

Everything above applies to requests!! If I write something by myself that breaks the rules, it’s because I want to and I can

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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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a-menagerie · 3 years

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Can you do one with Beau with number 4 on the enemies to lovers prompts? Reader isn't necessarily an enemy, just someone who's butt heads a bit with Beau.

“ lean on me. ” “ for support? “ “ yeah, why else? “

“That was…rough.” You grumble, pushing yourself to keep standing. The Mighty Nein had run into a bandit group and, while they were dispatched, they had put up a ferocious fight.

“I vote we pull out the Tower.” Fjord said, looking about as rough as you felt. There was a murmur of agreement and Caleb began to summon the tower.

“Hey, lean on me.” A voice caught your attention and glanced up at Beau, who had her arms crossed and lips pursed. You raise an eyebrow at her. You and Beau were at odds most of the time, butting heads over everything and anything. That didn’t detract from how attractive you found her.

“For support?” You ask dumbly. Now it was her turn to raise an eyebrow at you, smirk on her lips.

“Yeah?”Beau replied, offering an elbow to you. “Why else?”

“I just wasn’t sure if maybe you’d finally recognized how much you like me.” You tease. Beau makes a pffft noise and takes her elbow away.

#beau x reader #beauregard lionett x reader #critical role imagine #critrole x reader #critical role x reader

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randoimago · 2 years

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idk if you've answered something like this before, but what are the might nein's hugs like?? for platonic or romantic partners or both???

How They Hug (Platonic)

Fandom: Critical Role, Campaign 2

Characters: Beauregard Lionett, Caduceus Clay, Caleb Widogast, Fjord, Jester Lavorre, Veth Brenatto, Yasha Nydoorin

Type of Request: Headcanons

Notes: I double checked the masterlist and it looks like you’re good!! Also going to do this Platonically so I can include Caduceus~

The Mighty Nein

Beau tries to seem tough and too cool for hugs. Absolutely gives you the bro hug of a high five and pulling you in for a chest bump or something.

Caduceus gives big bear hugs. He gets that hugs make people feel better so he'll give you a nice big hug, dopey smile on his face with his signature, "This is nice".

Caleb is so awkward. He's not an affectionate type of person. Just so stiff and tense as you hug him and he pats your shoulder with a pained expression on his face.

Fjord also tries to act cool with giving you a hug but he's awkward too. The hug would last like 2 seconds because he's also stiff and trying to come up for an excuse to end it.

Jester full on tackles you with hugs. If you two fall to the ground then great. She's happily giggling and still hugging you tight. Might hurt a tad cause she's so strong, but she makes sure that you're being hugged with her full potential.

Veth accuses you of trying to reach into her pockets under the guise of hugging. Quickly says it's a joke and gives you a hug. It's honestly really comforting and she gives you a little squeeze of reassurance too.

Yasha is another awkward one. Honestly might just keep her hands to her sides as you hug her. She's very strong and doesn't want to accidentally hurt you with hugging. Does give you a headpat afterwards to make up for her lack of hugging.

#critical role x reader #caduceus clay x reader #caleb widogast x reader #fjord x reader #jester lavorre x reader #veth brenatto x reader #yasha nydoorin x reader #platonic ask #asstrainmcfucktruck #i swear some of your tumblr names brighten my day #maybe i'm just a child #beauregard lionett x reader

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agoracactus · 4 years

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M9 x Reader - Real Life AU Headcanon

just got some ideas what the M9 is like in real life, and since i cant draw shit imma rely on words lol hope u enjoy!!

Caleb Widogast

He is a semi-famous detective fiction writer, works at home and rarely goes out. You have to drag him out of his study and force him to do grocery shopping with you, so he can take a break from his desk. He loves having you around, he would grab his laptop and cuddle with you on the sofa while you’re watching Netflix.

Usually has his curly copper red hair that runs past his shoulder tied up into a messy bun- sometimes with a pencil. He washes his hair every other day, and just leaves it dry naturally so he can do more work. Sometimes you make him sit and blow dry his hair, then comb through it gently. He’d mumble about how he doesn’t need it, that his hair would dry eventually. But he’s actually very happy about you taking care of him.

He goes to bed later than you do, sometimes he doesn’t sleep all night. He makes breakfast every morning and would sit with you, making sure you had your breakfast before you head out. Then he would go take a nap, or do some cleaning around the house, before he returns to his writing.

Has the world’s most comfortable cardigan collection, and they are all slightly oversized for him for being washed so many times. You steal his cardigan all the time. When he needs to leave town for a business trip, he’d come home finding you asleep on the sofa in his cardigan. He’d stand there staring at you for a few minutes, taking in the scene with a smile on his face, then he’d wake you and walk you back to bed.

Actually a very good driver, and genuinely likes driving you to places. Sometimes when he drives he hums, sometimes is just some random tune he made up, sometimes is something you know and you would sing it out loud. He would join the car karaoke eventually.

When he’s drunk--- which is rare, he doesn’t really drinks--- he’d grab you and waltz in the living room. You’d be tipsy and giggly while he holds on to you turning in circles and hums.

You have to trim his hair when it gets too long, for he refuses to “spend money on unnecessary things”. When it gets too long you’d braid it and take pictures to set as your lock screen.

Sometimes when a discussion gone too intense, he’d walk away from you and back to his study. It frustrates you at first. After a while you learned that he walks away to stop himself from saying anything that might hurt you. After he cooled down he’d come back to you with a cup of hot cocoa or a hug, and mumble apologies. Then you’d sit down and talk.

Mollymauk Tealeaf

He’s a stage manager for a rock band, travels all the time. Sometimes he brings you with him if you can work out your schedule. If you couldn’t make it, he’d call you everyday when he’s not there with you.

LOTS of piercing. He has all sorts of dangling bits on his ears. An eyebrow piercing, and a nose stud. He used to have his lip and tongue pierced as well, after learning that you’re a bit weirded out when you make out, he took them off.

Has very pale skin and very dark hair. All the colorful tattoos that covered the half of his body stand out vividly on his pale skin. No piercing on his body as he claims “They caught on things.”

Has scars of self-harm all over his upper torso. You cried when you learned about this, which made him panicked. He wrapped a blanket around you with you in his arms, and he talked quietly about his teenage years. He reassured you that he’s better now and he hasn’t hurt himself in years, and promised you he would never do it again.

Lot’s of accessories. Bracelets, necklaces, rings... and he switches them out to match his outfit.

When he’s at work, he wears simple white T-shit, ripped black jeans and high combat boots. Other times he’s a walking fashion show, rocking all sorts of outfit across the gender spectrum. You used to feel underdressed and insecure walking next to him, he made sure you understand you are perfect just the way you are. When you asked him to help you shop and update your wardrobe, he was more than happy to do so. Now when you two go out, he makes sure he matches what you’re wearing, either the color palette or the fabric, even it's just the accessories.

He used to smoke, but not often. It's more of a means of socializing in his line of work. After you tell him that you are worried about his health, and wish him to quit, he chews bubble gums instead. Now he only smokes when he’s overwhelmed with anxiety and when you’re not around to comfort him.

Shares skincare and makeup products with you, not like he needs the makeups, he has perfect skin and it makes you jealous. Sometimes you would help him do his eyeliner because he keeps poking himself in the eye--- you suspected that he was faking it so you can get close to him, but you enjoy doing his makeup anyway.

Has pamper night with you. Make homemade facemasks from his special recipe, and do each other’s nails. He’s very friendly with the band’s makeup team, he’d share all sorts of beauty tips with you.

A little bit too skinny. You worried if he’s eating properly when he’s away. After a while you realized that he has normal portion of meal- if not more- he just doesn’t gain weight.

You don’t really fight, but when you do he’s always the first to apologize and would do anything he can to put a smile back on your face. He would talk to you after you calmed down.

Caduceus Clay

A Lifestyle coach. The most healthy person you know. Doesn’t force you into a healthier lifestyle, but you get motivated/ashamed into being healthier anyway.

Has a little greenhouse with all sorts of vegetation. He’s a morning person, every morning you’d find him watering and talking to his plants in his little sanctuary. He has a little tray of food and water for the birds at the window of his greenhouse, once you saw squirrels came to visit.

Makes great food. Mostly vegetarian, but if you crave meat he would make it for you. Sometimes you cook together, although it’s mostly he doing the work and you distracting him.

You help dye his roots pink. His natural hair is brown, so it takes some time for the color to stick. You usually catch up with each other’s life during this time.

Actually had wild teenage years, nothing can really surprise him. He would pop the most random experience during dinner, makes you wonder if he’s lying or did he really lived a thousand lifetimes.

Dresses in a boho style. Even the interior design of the house speaks boho. He does own some formal wears for your date nights, but you felt that he could try some different things. You tried to persuade him into changing his wardrobe, but somehow he's able to find some more formal boho wears, so you gave up. He looks good anyway.

He makes tea for you when you’re working, and gives you a good massage on your neck and shoulders when he senses the tension. Sometimes he even gives you a scalp massage.

Knows reiki healing. When you’re too stressed out and couldn’t sleep, he’d do some reiki healing on you. It’s greatly relaxing while his calming voice eases you from the anxiety, and you often fall asleep before the session is completed.

He’s a tall guy. It intimidated you when you first met. After spending some time together you realized he’s the most gentle man you’ve ever met. You never fight, whenever there’s a conflict he tries to solve it calmly and with reason.

He likes knitting/crocheting. He makes decorations and blankets for the house, and comfy sweater for you.

You wear his shirts to sleep, as they are huge for you. He adores it cuz you seem smaller than you do when you’re in his shirt.

Loves the nature, would take you to national parks and beaches for a walk. Plans a camping trip every year, either it’d be nights in a tent with cozy campfires in the forest or a little wooden cabin near the lake.

Yasha Nydoorin

She’s the bassist of the band Molly works for, the two of them are close.

She doesn’t bring you along when she needs to travel for work, as she prefers staying focus. However as soon as the show is over, she catches the next plane and goes straight back home to you no matter how late it is.

Mostly dress in black and white. Once when you went shopping together, you caught her staring at a flowery summer dress, so you bought it for her birthday, which made her very happy. But she only wears it for your date night. Sometimes she wear the clothes you bought for her- none black and white- on stage, Molly would teases her but she doesn’t mind.

Not very good at singing. Only because she gets too nervous and couldn’t get her voice out. After you reassuring her she has a beautiful voice and that you would never judge her, she shyly sang you the songs she wrote for you- although still a bit out of tune.

When she’s working on a new song, she’d have her hair tied into a simple ponytail- if you’re not there braiding it and distracting her.

Owns a jet black motorbike, and when she’s not working she’d send you to work and pick you up after.

Doesn’t wear makeups, and doesn’t really know how to, Molly usually is the one she goes to if she needs makeup. When you two moved in together you had to educate her on doing skincare, and had to remind her the importance of sunscreen, for she has very pale skin. Now she comes to you for smoky eyes, and if she’s feeling adventurous, she’d let you do some more colorful looks.

You two don’t really argue, she always agrees to you. Sometimes you wish she has more opinions of her own, and you’d encourage her to do so. Once she had a different idea of where she wanted to go for the weekends- she said it timidly- you were over the moon and it actually gave her more confident.

She feels bad about how she’s always away for work, even though you told her a million times you don’t mind. She often tries to do nice things for you, bringing you trinkets when she comes home, taking pictures on her travels so she can show you afterwards. She tried cooking for you once but she’s terrible at it, and almost burnt the house down.

Had no concept of “pajamas” before meeting you, she used to wear a pair of tight black jeans and nothing on top to bed. Now her travelling bag is packed with different color of pastel PJs that are made with the softest materials. She felt awkward putting them on at first- even though no one would see her- after realizing these are washed with the same detergent you’re using, she loves them.

Beauregard Lionett

She’s a personal trainer working in your gym. And she was actually the one who came up to you first. It was so awkward that you actually laughed, making her flustered and wanted to ran away. You apologized and accepted her date invitation eventually.

She‘s also an amateur boxer, and has won several contests. She doesn’t really care about the trophies, she left them in the corner of a cupboard gaining dust. After you moved in together, you found every one of the medal and trophy she owns, polished them and put them on the shelf for display.

Before you met, all she wore was comfy-training outfit. Now she has various style to choose from, for you buying her clothes all the time, claiming anything would look nice on her with her perfectly fit body.

She usually wakes up early, do her morning exercises, shower, then bring coffee to your room to wake you up. Then the two of you would cuddle and discuss the plan for the day.

Teaches you self-defense skills and makes sure you can counteract anytime anywhere. Meaning she’d tackle you anytime anywhere.

When you first got together, she’d say hurtful things during a fight. She would then beat herself up and do some extreme training till she couldn’t move anymore. She’s better at communication now after having several “social training” sessions with her friend, Fjord, and she would slowly count to ten while focusing on her breath when she feels like she would say something to hurt you.

Very socially awkward. She relies on you in most social situations, but you give her small tips and let her practice when you got the chance. It’s sort of a pay back for tackling you in public but you’d never admit it.

A terrible driver, both skill-wise and manner-wise. You banned her to drive your car after she crashed it the second time. Now she drives more carefully, but still has bad temper when she does.

She secretly planned to get you a pet for your birthday, but couldn’t decide on if she should get you a puppy or a kitten. So she got you both.

Has drink night with her friends every other week, sometimes she brings you with her. But when you’re not there, all she talks about is you.

Jester Lavorre

She works as an independent fashion designer. All her inspirations are coming from you, and she wouldn’t let you wear anything that’s not from her. She’d go without sleep to make you new clothes if she has to.

You have to look after her diet, for she only has pastries for her meals. On the weekends you would force her out of bed in the morning and make her jog with you around the block. She always wines at first, and is always the last to want to go home.

Has puffy bob hair in the color of hazel, and light freckles on her face. It takes her hours to take care of her hair, and sometimes she screams in frustration in the bathroom. You’d come in to help while trying to calm her. Eventually you’d give her a cute side braid with a flower pin, and she’d thank you with a kiss on the cheek.

She has an obsession of unicorns. Her collection is insane. At one point you had to rent a storage place for all the plushies. After a serious talk you now have a displaying cupboard dedicating to her unicorn collections, and only two are allowed to be out.

She has a very close relationship with her mother, and you two would go over to her house almost every week to have dinner. Marion absolutely adores you, and sees you as her second child.

When you first met, she often spoke about her uncle Artagan. The more you learned about this “uncle” the less you trust him. You found out that he wasn’t actually related to her when you first met him, which made you grew hostile towards him. After a while you realized that he actually cares about Jester very much, and now you two are on better terms.

She is very confident about herself, always has bold makeup and dresses in bright colors. She also gives you a lot of compliments, making you feel good about yourself as well.

Being the daughter of a famous actress, she usually can get free premiere tickets to huge movies, and you two would have a special date night.

You adore her pranks. They are usually harmless and funny. Sometimes you join her in her plan, and sometimes you would have to pull her back once you sense that it might go too far.

You sometimes fight, but it’s never anything serious, and it always ends up with giggles and jokes.

Fjord

Former professional swimmer, now a swimming coach, specifically coaching national team. You joked about him might actually be a fish, for he has to go swim everyday or he’d lose his mind.

You ususally play video games with him, and you are actually better than him. Sometimes he gets frustrated for losing, and it hurts his pride a little. When you noticed he’s getting frustrated you’d subtly lose to him on purpose. He appreciates that a lot.

Mostly wears soft and comfortable clothes, meaning T-shirts and sweat pants. You tried to style him a couple of times, but he’s a stubborn little brat, so you gave up eventually. He’s in such good shape that even plain white T looks like a fashion item on him.

Owns a sports bike. He often takes you on a road trip, driving you to the beach. You would had dinner while enjoying the beautiful sunset before heading home with the night scene of the city aside.

Being a bulky dude as he is, he’s actually a timid guy. You make him watch horror movies with you, with all the lights out. He’d claim that he’s not afraid, while sitting as close to you as he can. You are often distracted from the movie, and focus more on his reaction. And of course, you are the one who has to take care of the bugs in the bathroom.

You help giving advice and social tips to his friend, Beauregard, when she comes over for dinner, complaining about how she couldn’t keep her clients. She likes you a lot and would tease Fjord about how he doesn’t deserve you.

Is actually a helpless romantic. Romcom makes him cry every time. He’d buy you flowers when he’s back from work.

Veth Brenatto - Platinum

Owns a tailor shop, although she doesn’t know how to sew. She likes pretty buttons and has a great collection. Sometimes you wonder if she opened the shop just so she can have all the buttons.

She’s the “mom friend” everyone has. Always takes good care of you. When you come over for dinner, she makes sure you have more than enough, and would let you take the leftover home.

She’s a petite woman, but she’s fierce, she’d stab anyone who dare to hurt you.

You often go babysit Luk, her son, when Mr and Mrs Brenatto are having a date night. You’d play board games together in the afernoon, have whatever Veth left in the fridge for dinner and watch cartoons on TV. Usually the couple would come home, finding both of you asleep at the couch.

You’re Luk’s best friend. He likes you so much that he claimed more than once that he wants to marry you when he grew up.

Tries to set you up with her customers, or Yeza’s co-workers at the medicine company.

When she learned about you finally started dating someone, she invited you and your partner to dinner, and hit them with all sorts of questions, all had a slight hostile undertone. Yeza had to ease the tension with awkward jokes, and grew more and more nervous as he’s both ashamed and terrified with his wife. While you’re trying to hold in a laugh at how Veth put on her terrifying face so she can make sure you’re ok. At the end of the night, Veth basically threatened that she will kill your partner if they ever hurt you by a hair. You were glad that your partner didn’t mind the way Veth treated them. After the first dinner, and a few months of dating, she would treat your partner as family.

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justahumblebard · 3 years

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Could you do some morning after headcanons for the girls?

Beau

· She is very awkward the morning after. Beau is not used to waking up next to someone as most of her conquest are gone in the morning

· She may have tried to stealth her way out of your room and back to hers, but fails miserably falling out of the bed and onto the floor.

· You manage to convince her to come back to bed as you heal her wounded pride

· Playing with her hair is one of the fastest ways to get her to relax

· Once she manages to relax she won’t want to leave the bed

Jester

· Jester is quite the snuggle bunny (and you cannot change my mind on this). You will wake up with Jester ontop of you.

· If her sleeping on you won’t keep you in bed the fact that her tail is wrapped tightly around your ankle will

· When she wakes up she will do two things. One make a dirty joke about last night’s activities; and two demand more snuggles

· The only way she will let you out of the bed is if you promise to return with pastries

· It will be her sole mission to make you blush for the rest of the day

Yasha

· Yasha will wake up before you but won’t leave the bed. She is timid around you almost as if she is afraid to break you

· You do roll into her warmth and snuggle into the muscular woman

· You wake up to her braiding your hair

· Yasha doesn’t say much but she is content to let you cuddle into her

· It is very awkward between the two of you for the rest of the day but She will melt if you offer her small wildflowers

#critical role x reader #critical role imagine #mighty nein x reader #jester lavorre x reader #beauregard x reader #beauregard lionett x reader #yasha nydoorin x reader

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sunflowersloth · 4 years

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Hot Tub- Beau Lionett x Reader

Requested By: Anon.

Request: “Can you do 14 "Your laugh is so adorable." and 41 "We'll now I'm all wet" with Beau from the 108 Fluff/Angst prompts, please. Love your work. ❤️”

Warnings: Like very brief descriptions of making out

A/N: This will probably be my last thing for tonight, so thank you guys for hanging out with me! Unfortunately, I have school tomorrow so I don’t wanna stay up too late, but I’ll be getting to the other requests from tonight as soon as possible. I love Beau so much, so writing this was very much self-indulgent, so whoever requested it thank you for letting me live out my Beau dreams. Love you all and hope you enjoy one of my favorite things I’ve ever written.

Living in the Xhorhouse meant that there was always fun to be had and people to hang out with. Sometimes it was painting with Jester, gardening with Caduceus, or studying with Caleb. But for the most part, everyone liked to keep themselves occupied and busy.

So you were more than happy to accompany your girlfriend, Beau, to the hot tub when she asked. Stripping down to just her bandages and underwear, Beau sunk into the hot water while you stayed on the side, dipping your bare feet into the water.

“You sure you don’t wanna get in? The water’s really nice,” Beau said, sending you a wink from across the hot tub. You rolled your eyes, letting a smile play on your lips as you used your feet to splash some water up at her.

“I’m just fine, Beau. I told Jester that after this I would model for her, so I don’t want to get all wet.” You gestured to the dress that you were wearing that Jester had designed specifically for you to model in. It was beautiful, and you didn’t want to ruin it before you helped her. Beau pouted at you as she began to swim closer.

“You’re no fun,” She grumbled as she made herself comfortable in the water beside your feet. You smiled down at her as she began to make small talk with you, asking questions about certain plants that you and Caduceus were growing and telling you about how her and Fjord’s workout routines were going.

While you were talking, Beau’s head rested against your leg, her hand coming to rest on your ankle. Her hand began to caress your ankle and move down to your foot as she talked. Her finger came to brush the bottom of your foot, causing you to shiver and stop mid-sentence. Beau looked up, a mischievous glint in her eye before she let her finger brush over the bottom of your foot a couple of times. You tried to get away, the ticklish sensation causing giggles to come out of your mouth, but Beau held strong.

Finally, you gave up trying to fight in and let out a loud laugh as Beau tickled your foot. She wiggled her fingers for a couple more seconds, before she let go, allowing you to calm down and shoot her a glare.

“I’m sorry. It’s just, your laugh is adorable,” Beau said, smiling at you. You blushed but pouted at her. Beau rolled her eyes, smirking.

“Would a kiss make it up to you?” She asked. You raised an eyebrow, before leaning down. Beau chuckled, leaning up to press your lips to hers. As your lips moved together, you moved your hands to tangle into Beau’s brown hair, deepening the kiss. Beau’s hands moved to your calves, returning your kiss. You felt her hands squeeze your calves before tugging at them.

Next thing you knew, you were in the water beside Beau, her arms now around your waist as you stared at her in shock.

“Beau!” You exclaimed, looking at her accusingly. She grinned and shrugged.

“What? It was getting hard kissing you when you were all the way up there,” She deflected. You rolled your eyes, looking down at your now soaked dress.

“Well, now I’m all wet,” You grumbled. Beau gave you an apologetic smile, before pulling you back into a kiss. Your annoyance was forgotten as Beau pulled you into her lap, kissing you deeply. You laced your fingers in her hair again and were happy to spend the next eternity kissing Beau when the door to the hot tub opened.

“Y/N! I thought you were going to meet me in 5 minutes a-” You and Beau pulled apart quickly as Jester’s voice rang through the room. You looked towards the sound to see the blue tiefling smirking at her and Beau’s position. You looked to your dress and to Jester, your face flushing immediately.

“Jester! I was going to come, but then Beau pulled me into the water and now the dress is all ruined and I’m so sorry!” You stumbled over your words before finally getting the sentence out. Jester’s face lit up as she giggled.

“No worries! In fact, I think I like this pose much better,” She said, pulling out her sketchbook and pencil before sitting down and immediately beginning to work on the picture of you and Beau. You let out a groan of embarrassment as you nuzzled your head into Beau’s neck to hide your red face. Beau only chuckled, leaning her head against yours. This was going to be a long hour of modeling, but there is no one you’d rather spend it with than Beau.

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