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florallychaotic · 2 years

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I'm just saying in context of a Hadestown AU, Jester is Orpheus and Caleb is Eurydice but also Bren is Hades and High Priestess Lavorre is Persephone so that's cool for me to imagine

#widojest #please i can't be the only one qho sees this #please ask me if you want me to elaborate cause honestly i need an excuse to #you're the one who changes people (widojest)#series: critical role #ch: jester lavorre #ch: caleb widogast #caleb widogast #jester lavorre

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lanseax · 3 years

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what’s a king to a god, what’s a god to an archfey weasel

“...and a decidely non-magical weasel, given away the magical dog but insisted on keeping the non-magical weasel with her (as of writing this, Sprinkle the extremely-traumatized weasel has somehow survived fire, lightning, poison, and at least two drownings).” — The World of Critical Role by Liz Marsham

#critical role #artagan #jester lavorre #sprinkle cr #dungeons and dragons #dnd #d&d #critical role art #art #digital art #noxs edits #mine*fanart #ch: artagan #ch: sprinkle #misc: critical role

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jochamon · 3 years

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Liam and Laura’s face when throwing a charred body at a barrier wasn’t enough. The episode was stressful, and their faces mirrored ours.

#widojest #critical role spoilers #ch: caleb widogast #jester lavorre #critical role fanart #critical role art #jochamon #critrole spoilers

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microcosmtoxin · 3 years

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→ trans jester lavorre stimboard • gifs from pinterest

#critical role #critical role stim #jester lavorre #jester stim #c: 2 #ch: jester #type: stimboard #type: headcanon #sam.stim #headcanon: trans jester

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temult · 3 years

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AU where Caleb’s disintegrate reflects off of Vokodo and kills Jester. Angst follows. Hope you like it <3

#widojest #jester lavorre #critical role #caleb widogast #cr fic rec #cr fics #happy ending I PROMISE #this is ch 1/3

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godblooded · 4 years

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@neitherworldly (x)

[ SMS: BEAU ] if I wanted new partners I would hold auditions

[ SMS: BEAU ] oh what if WE held auditions???

[ SMS: BEAU ] Caleb sounds horrible but frumpkin has a lovely voice

#ch. jester lavorre.#threads. jester lavorre.#ic. jester lavorre.#v: jester lavorre: main.

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salamoonder · 4 years

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poetry, pessimism, prayer || a playlist for taking off our masks (and keeping our mouths shut) pt. 1

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Caleb thinks for a moment. He remembers the name, but it doesn’t seem quite right. It must be a nickname. “Uh-Jester?”

“Jester? Lavorre?”

Caleb shrugs. “How many Jesters can there be in this school?”

“Was she way too enthusiastic--blue hair?”

“That’s the one.”

“Huh.” Beauregard doesn’t elaborate. “Huhh.”

“Do you know her?”

“Yup.”

“Care to share?”

“Nope.”

Caleb shrugs. “Are you alright, friend?”

Beauregard lets out a half laugh and fidgets with the spirals in her ears. “You know, you can just call me Beau.”

“Are you alright, Beau?”

“As alright as you are, I think...”

-from ch. 5

songs under the cut

colors - halsey (title theme)

carnival hearts - kayla diamond (yasha and molly reflect on their friendship)

i’m just a kid - simple plan (nott attempts to navigate freshman year)

there she goes - sixpence none the richer (beau reflects on her friendship with jester)

girls like girls - hayley kiyoko (beau continues to reflect on her friendship with jester)

that’s how you know - amy adams (jester fantasizes about her crush)

in - carrie the musical (caleb and nott commiserate about school)

escape - megan nicole (molly and yasha make plans)

seventeen - marina (caleb and beau understand each other, even if they’re not quite sure why)

cough syrup - young the giant (interlude)

18 - anarbor (yasha attempts to figure beau out)

die in a fire - the living tombstone (caleb tries and fails to contain his anger)

alone - heart (molly reflects on caleb)

kiss with a fist - florence + the machine (beau thinks about yasha)

stranger things - neoni (molly’s breaking his own heart)

#caleb widogast #beauregard lionett #jester lavorre #nott the brave #mollymauk tealeaf #yasha nydoorin #widomauk #beauyasha #the mighty nein #critical role #high school au #moodboard #playlist #thane.fic #fjord #koms

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odditiesnein · 4 years

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Oddities -Ch 1- Nightmares

Chapters: 1/? Fandom: Critical Role (Web Series) Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply

Relationships: Mollymauk Tealeaf/Caleb Widogast, Caduceus Clay/Caleb Widogast, Essek Thelyss/Caleb Widogast, Fjord/Jester Lavorre, Beauregard Lionett/Yasha, Caduceus Clay/Fjord, Astrid/Eodwulf/Caleb Widogast, Captain Avantika/Fjord (Critical Role), Yeza Brenatto/Nott | Veth Brenatto, The Gentleman | Babenon Dosal/Marion Lavorre | Ruby of the Sea

Characters: Caleb Widogast, Mollymauk Tealeaf, Caduceus Clay, Nott | Veth Brenatto, Essek Thelyss, Jester Lavorre, Fjord (Critical Role), Beauregard Lionett, Yasha (Critical Role), Astrid (Critical Role), Eodwulf (Critical Role), Captain Avantika (Critical Role), Yeza Brenatto, Uk'otoa (Critical Role), Melora the Wildmother (Critical Role), Artagan (Critical Role), The Traveler (Critical Role), Marion Lavorre | Ruby of the Sea, Clarabelle Clay, Cornelius Clay, Calliope Clay, Clay Family (Critical Role)

Additional Tags: Other Additional Tags to Be Added, Alternate Universe - Modern Setting, Alternate Universe - College/University, Implied/Referenced Child Abuse, Family, Family Fluff, Fluff, Angst

Junior year, college. It's gonna be a good year. Caleb can just feel it.

Well, at least he hoped it would be. Guess it isn't turning out that way?

#critical role #the mighty nein #mighty nein #caleb widogast #mollymauk tealeaf #jester lavorre #beauregard lionett #yasha nydoorin #caduceus clay #essek thelyss #fjord tusktooth #ao3 #fanfic #fanfiction #college nein #oddities

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knightowl725 · 4 years

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Healing in a Graveyard, Ch. 7

Fandom: Critical Role

The finale of my work for Fjorclay Week 2020′s modern au prompt. A soft end to their story.

Read on ao3: https://archiveofourown.org/works/23828932/chapters/57553867

The party the Nein threw that next evening signaled the end of the semester. Lights were strung up about the large tree and the house. Tables were thrown about in the dining room, on the porch, the path through the graveyard, and around the tree. Covered in cheap paper tablecloths, they boasted every color they could find at the party store.

Bowls of snacks littered every surface amidst clumps of bright confetti. There were small bins of party hats, plastic kazoos, bubbles, glow sticks, noisemakers, and similar little toys meant for a child’s birthday party.

Jester and Caduceus had spearheaded the planning, decorating, and supply runs. Jester had finished her finals early in the week, and Caduceus had none to worry about. The others helped here and there, when time allowed and nerves prevented studying.

With the two non-drinkers responsible for party planning, Nott had volunteered to get the alcohol. Which was promptly shot down, so Beau handled it. After serious debate among the group and objection from Nott, the Nein had opted for beer and wine. Keep it simple, keep it controlled. They weren't freshmen anymore, and Fjord had work tomorrow.

Fjord, as luck would have it, was the one with the latest final. An evening final for a class he couldn’t wait to be through with. After spending hours in the lecture hall, carefully pouring over every answer thrice, he turned in his exam with a sense of peace.

Then, excitement. It was time to party.

By the time he made it home, the sun had fallen and the party had begun. Punch and streamers, music and bubbles, glow lights around every neck, cheesy little plastic champagne flutes in every hand, everyone was decked out.

More than the Nein had been invited. Just about everyone they knew had. Reani was here, Fjord’s only outside invite. Molly had made it to town in time and was showing off his latest tattoo by completely unbuttoning his shirt. Kiri, the sweet, barely grown freshman the Nein had “adopted” at one point, was there with a few friends.

Keg and Calianna he hadn’t seen in ages, and there was Beau talking to her mentor. Yasha was near Molly, playing her harp along with the music coming from speakers. Jester was dancing on her own under the tree, laughing and spinning until she stumbled. Nott was on her phone, panning it around like she was showing the party to her family. Caleb and his quiet classmate Essek stood to one side, leaning in as they poured over some book held between them.

People he knew better than himself. People he hadn’t seen in months. Warmth and peace and brightness all around him. Fjord was home.

He’d thought he’d found home years ago on the open seas, the eternal shift of the boat beneath his feet making real how shaken he’d always felt. But that hadn’t been quite right. He would sail the oceans again, someday, but this… Firm ground, surrounded by Her, knowing he and his friends were safe. This was home.

“Fjord.”

Fjord blinked into awareness and smiled up at Caduceus. “Hey.”

Caduceus searched his face for a moment, then smiled. “It went well?”

“I think so. Yes.”

“You should join the party. I made those sandwiches you like.”

Gently, always gently, Caduceus took his hand and led him over to the tree, near where Jester had roped Nott into dancing with her. His hands were soft, warm. A little dry. Among the tables there was a platter of the mushroom and moss sandwiches only Caduceus would will into the world.

“No one else has touched them, but…” Caduceus chuckled, releasing his hand.

“They don’t have any taste,” Fjord told him, taking one of the pre-sliced halves. He took a bite and shifted to face Caduceus. “It looks amazing. Everyone seems to be enjoying themselves.”

Caduceus lit up, looking out over the party. “They do, don’t they? It feels good to have people here again.”

“Your family used to live here when you were young, right?”

“We all did, yes. All the Clays under one roof. One by one, everyone else left. Most didn’t go far, but still. It was too quiet for too long.”

“Is that why you started renting it out?” Fjord asked.

He nodded, his face gone a little somber amidst the party energy. “I was lonely. And having help with the bills was good. That’s why I couldn’t have been happier when everyone started moving in. And now I have a full house again.”

Fjord smiled, taking another bite. He remembered full houses. He remembered cramped spaces with people who didn’t want him there. He remembered no privacy, no breathing room, no owning or boundaries. He supposed it made sense, then, that he’d been drawn to The Champions when they repeated that cycle for him. But he was free now.

The Xhorhaus was a tight fit, yes. But he had his own space. The people there had fought for him to be with them. He loved and was loved in turn. And life was fun.

He finished his sandwich, distracted seeing how Caduceus laughed at the growing circle of dancers.

“Mama!” Jester’s excited cry burst from the dancers as she bolted from the tree to meet her mother on the path.

“Jester’s mom is here?” Fjord asked.

Caduceus nodded. “Yes, Jester convinced her to come celebrate and sing a song for us. She was very excited.”

“That’s wonderful.”

“Family is important,” Caduceus said as they watched Jester and her mother embrace and talk. “Both the one we’re born into, and the one we build for ourselves.”

Fjord’s breath felt...strange. Short even though he knew he was breathing properly. His heartbeat felt heavier as he reached forward, slowly, to take Caduceus’s hand.

Almost as if in reflex, Caduceus gave his hand a squeeze. Fjord felt his heart sink. Caduceus was just like this. Nurturing in his own way, a guiding force for all of them. He was a helper and a caretaker in every sense. Fjord was not special.

But then he looked over to Fjord and smiled, and Fjord had to look away to keep his face from bursting into flames.

“Everyone!” Jester yelled out as the music came to a sudden stop. “Everyone, listen! My mama is going to grace us with her very beautiful voice, so please listen and enjoy the wonderful talent of the Ruby of the Sea: Marion Lavorre!”

Shouts and clapping resounded among those present. Fjord didn’t clap, he couldn’t without letting go, but he did yell out his encouragement.

The speakers came alive, slowly beginning a new track. From beneath the large, beautiful tree of the Blooming Grove, Marion began a slow, heart-wrenching love song.

“Fjord.”

He turned to look at Caduceus. The firbolg glanced between Fjord and Marion for a moment, almost like he was losing the nerve to speak.

“I wanted to thank you,” he said softly.

“For what?” Fjord replied just as softly, but more lighthearted. “I’ve done nothing. You’ve done...everything to help me. I’m just here.”

Caduceus smiled, and a deep warmth filled his eyes. There was a little sadness there, too, matching the song as it filled the space between them. “Exactly.”

There was pain there, something briefly exposed in Caduceus that needed care. Fjord would ask about it later. He would prepare the earth between them to grow something more. From their shared vulnerabilities, their shared pain and laughter, maybe they could grow something as strong and beautiful and lasting as the tree overhead.

For now, Fjord only kissed him. It was soft, brief. This was hardly the time or place, but when had been better? When would be better?

When they parted, Caduceus chuckled in his soft, deep way. He tightened his grip on Fjord’s hand the slightest bit. As they turned back to hear the rest of Marion’s song, Caduceus leaned over and rested his towering head against Fjord’s.

Fjord sent his thanks to the Wildmother. For everything.

#my writing #fjorclay #teahaw #critical role #multi-chapter

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okiedoketm · 4 years

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Chapters: 4/? Fandom: Critical Role (Web Series) Relationships: Nott & Caleb Widogast, Beauregard & Caleb Widogast, The Mighty Nein & Caleb Widogast, Astrid/Bren Aldric Ermendrud, Astrid/Caleb Widogast, Eodwulf & Caleb Widogast Characters: Nott, Beauregard, Caduceus Clay, Yasha, Jester Lavorre, Fjord, Caleb Widogast, Bren Aldric Ermendrud, Astrid, Eodwulf, Essek Thelyss Additional Tags: Caleb Succeeds, And Ceases To Exist, Alternate Universe - Canon Divergence, Vollstrecker AU, Implied/Referenced Torture, Implied/Referenced Suicide, Canon-Typical Violence

Summary

Previously: One night on the road, Nott felt that something was missing from the Mighty Nein, and tried to fight the static to figure it out. After pleading from Jester and Beau due to her erratic behavior, Nott decided to drop it. Meanwhile, Bren worked on his spell calculations to restore the original timeline, feeling conflicted about having to lie to and eventually leave Astrid. On a mission to Rosohna, Bren stole a piece of Essek’s research and narrowly avoided being caught by Eodwulf.

This Chapter: A human says goodbye. A goblin picks a pocket. The world ends and does not end simultaneously.

#critrole #cr2 #critical role #headaches and static #cr fic #screaming into the void

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florallychaotic · 3 years

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Jester looked at the body of the man who cared for her, but refused to see past her cheerful exterior, and told the entity in control of the body that it didn't deserve it holy fuck

#cr spoilers #cr 2x140 #jester lavorre #critical role #critrole #ch: jester lavorre #series: critical role

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florallychaotic · 3 years

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Was reviewing the extremely rough outline I started making last night for a widojest fic and ran into this gem: