#cr fan fic

[fjorests-of-wildemount]

The moment his feet touch the ground Dorian races off through the crowd. The Sending Stone was working, Orym said he'd be here. Dorian just had to find him.

Fearne's laugh rings out across the square and Dorian's heart leaps into his throat. Her horns are easy to spot, and wherever Fearne is then the others can't be far--

"Orym!" Dorian shouts, pushing past people in various stages of frivolity and inebriation. There, by Fearne's hooves, is an unmistakable halfling in armor Dorian doesn't recognize.

Suddenly, he's nervous, like palms sweating through silk gloves nervous. He stops short of reaching out and just says, "Orym?"

Orym turns, and Dorian almost gasps. Three long scars run across his right eye, still the bright spring green etched into Dorian's memory. The other eye is grey, sightless, and rimmed in black. He looks exhausted, dark purple bruises under his eyes, but he looks up at Dorian and smiles.

The smile doesn't light up his face like Dorian remembers, but that's okay. They're both different now.

"Dorian!" Orym says, then suddenly he flings his arms around Dorian's hips. Dorian gently peels him back and kneels down for a proper hug.

"I'm glad you got my message," Dorian murmurs into Orym's shoulder. Orym clings even tighter, and Dorian doesn't think he imagines the hum of an unfamiliar power in Orym's hands.

Very different indeed.

"I missed you," Orym says, pushing back just enough to look into Dorian's eyes. Dorian reaches up to hold Orym's face in his hands.

"More than you know," Dorian adds. "I'm so glad you're safe."

A shadow passes over Orym's face, a darkness in his good eye, but Orym just smiles and presses their foreheads together. "Same."

They stand there together for a long time, long enough to gather some looks from their friends, but no one disturbs them. Something is off, deeply and profoundly changed, like the first blast of cold north air. But something is also incredibly right.

He can't wait a minute longer, he won't, not when the man he's loved nearly since they almost came to blows over a crown is finally in his arms. Dorian softly, finally, tilts his head and presses his lips to Orym's for their first kiss.

If he'd been afraid Orym was too different, that he wouldn't want this anymore, he needn't have worried. There on the streets of Jrusar, they kiss, and perhaps things might finally begin to be all right.

#bells hells #critical role #dorym #cr fan fic #orym of the air ashari #dorian storm #idk I'm sad and want to see them happy

[critter-genfic-events]

This week, we have ten amazing fic recs all about Ashton! Dive in and enjoy some stories about everyone’s favorite punk rock! Check them out under the cut, and as ever, comment or kudos if you like them!

Krook House Family Shenanigans by Beauteousmajesty (5109,Teen) Warnings: None Pairings: Fresh Cut Grass & Ashton Greymoore & Milo, Ashton Greymoore/Milo Krook (querplatonic)

Snippets of everyday life in the Krook house + Milo dealing with Ashton leaving. Reccer says: All of these fics are amazing, so I had to rec the series. I love the shenanigans they come up with and the care and love they have for each other

A Head Full Of Smoke Leaves Little Room For Pain by Angel Ascending (angel_in_ink) (2272,Teen) Warnings: None Pairings: Ashton & Imogen

Ashton partakes of some smoking - for recreational and painkilling use. They offer to let Imogen join in Reccer says: I love any fics that deal with the bonding between the two chronic pain-havers in the group!

just don't by ivelostmyspectacles (5194,Teen) Warnings: None Pairings: Ashton & Orym, Ashton & Milo

Early in campaign 3, Ashton finds Orym beat up in an alleyway and tries his best to take care of him. Reccer says: It's a great look on Ashton's early learning how to care about other people again

Trust > Memory by Clare_Hope (2706,Teen) Warnings: temporary amnesia through head trauma Pairings: Ashton & Bells Hells

After a rough fight, Ashton's head injury is acting up. They trust the people who are there to look after him, even if they don't fully know why. Reccer says: It's great hurt/comfort, and deals with Ashton's realizations that they really care for these people, even when he doesn't really remember what they've been through together.

a spark of potential by mousecookie (1189,Teen) Warnings: None Pairings: Ashton Greymoore & Caleb Widogast

After Ludinus's defeat, Ashton approaches one of their new allies with questions about dunamancy. Reccer says: One of the things I really want to happen is for Ashton to finally learn a little bit more about the dunamancy juice that got poured into his brain - both Ashton and Caleb's voices are pitch perfect here.

And The Pain Descends Like A Thundercloud by Deramin (2473,General) Warnings: Chronic pain and insomnia, described in great detail. Pairings: None

It’s 4 am and Ashton can’t sleep. They lie awake cataloging their pain and trying to describe it, unable to focus on anything else. Reccer says: I wrote this fic. I'm disabled with severe chronic pain, and I tried to describe what experiencing that pain is like poetically. It seems to resonate with other chronic pain sufferers. I think it helps explore a very important aspect of Ashton's life that many fic writers don't have the experience to describe.

Painful hugs by Deramin (1511,General) Warnings: None Pairings:

Ashton reflects on their complex relationship with gentleness, their inner feelings about fucking up, and how they feel about their friend's reactions. Reccer says: The chronic pain and self loathing seem very true to Ashton

Gold Scar by jam_jarmusch (699,General) Warnings: Implied self-harm Pairings: Ashton & Milo

Ashton and Milo in recovery after the Hexum robbery Reccer says: AFAB nonbinary Ashton is something that is very dear to me

If We Hit the Bottom by bluegreenamber (2620,Mature) Warnings: Graphic Descriptions of Violence Pairings:

Ashton has failed the communication challenge, and as penance, he is falling and falling and falling once again. They were not expecting to see what they see in the darkness they fall into. Reccer says: I liked it

To Care or Not to Care by MasterQwertster (313,Teen) Warnings: None Pairings: Anni Aughta & Ashton Greymoore & Milo Krook

Anni notices that Ashton is good at taking care of Milo but not so good at taking care of himself. Reccer says: I liked it

This is one of our weekly communally-generated gen rec lists. Every week we announce a new theme and allow anyone to submit a fic recommendation. Please note that the summary and content notes are provided by the reccer, and may be different than what the author has provided. Please assume good intentions all around. <3

And hey, anyone includes you!

Next week, we'll be featuring fics focused on Hair Care!

Then, it'll be Pre-Campaign, Crashing A Party, and Calamity Focused!

Any fics coming to mind?  Well, then use this form to submit!

If you're looking for some more, check out some fics written in the critter genfic bingo tag, or the older rec lists! Or you can request your own card and join in on the fun!

#critical role #critter genfic rec lists #gen fic #ashton greymoore #bells hells #cr fan fic #apologies for the late post!

[conditionaljewel]

Imogen stirs with a chill in the middle of the night. The window was left wide open when they went to bed and now a stiff breeze is blowing in. Laudna, meanwhile, has been bundled up in the blankets this whole time nice and warm, seemingly having stolen them off Imogen during the night.

Imogen sneaks out of bed and closes the window most of the way, leaving a small crack just to keep it cool inside. As she crawls back into bed, she reaches over to Laudna’s side and starts to peel away some of the blankets.

However, this causes Laudna to stir, as she reaches up and grabs Imogen’s hand, thinking she’s intending on cuddling.

“No, give me some blanket,” Imogen says as she pulls her hand away from Laudna’s and quickly moves to the top of the blanket. Immediately, Laudna moves onto the defensive in her half-wakened state, and playfully responds with a mumbled “no, mine.”

Imogen tugs at the blankets - gently, playfully - as she tries to get her girlfriend to let her underneath. “But it’s coooooold,” Imogen whines.

“I know and you’ll let all the warm out!” Laudna pulls her head under the blankets like a turtle, as Imogen puts up more of an effort.

“What warm, you’re all bone, babe!” Imogen’s now tugging as the back of Laudna where the blanket had been tucked underneath her. She pulls a corner free and starts to work it out from under her wiry frame with very little struggle, though Laudna continues to resist as best she can.

Finally, after a moment of play fighting, Imogen has pulled the cover over both Laudna and herself, both huddled underneath from head to toe like children hiding in a tent, giggling as Imogen continued her playful assault on Laudna. She now tickled and teased her beloved, as Laudna curled up in defense before ultimately trying to reach for and grab Imogen’s wrists. Managing to do exactly that, Laudna with all of her bone strength manages to get Imogen off guard and rolls her over, pinning Imogen down, and gives her a kiss. Laudna has successfully quelled the “attack.” For now.

Imogen returns the kiss and relaxes, allowing Laudna to remain on top of her, both of them still under the blankets somewhat comfortably.

Laudna buries her head into the crook of Imogen’s neck as she wraps her arms around her, holding Laudna’s bone-thin frame tight.

After a moment, Laudna slinks off to her side of the bed once more and redistributes the blankets evenly back amongst the two of them. As the two of them settle back into a comfortable position, now holding one another’s hand between their resting bodies, Imogen gives Laudna one last playful nudge with her foot under the blankets.

“If you need more, you know you can always take it,” she teased Laudna.

Laudna snuggles closer to Imogen, practically clinging to her now. “Darling, you’re all the warmth I need.”

Imogen kisses Laudna’s forehead and says “good night.” They both close their eyes and drift back to sleep.

#Imogen x laudna #flash fiction #fan fic #short story #flash fic #cr ff #cr fan fic #critical role fan fic #critical role fan fiction #Imogen #Laudna #southern gothic #imodna

[aeor-is-for-reccing]

Hidden Gems: A Shadowgast Rec List

This week, we have one of our recurring themes: fics with fewer than 150 kudos! Check under the cut for fourteen amazing fics that you might have missed the first time around:

Ocean Blues by Vailee (3836,General)

Warnings: None

On a remote island, Caleb meets a merman named Essek.

Reccer says: The description of merman Essek with his fins and tail is very adorable.

Breaking Inertia by futureshieldmaiden (31096,Teen)

Warnings: None

A time loop fic where Bren has to work with the Shadowhand Essek Thelyss to straighten out time.

Reccer says: There's a lovely slow burn between the two, and I like the plot develops - with a couple of twists along the way.

flurries by quinn_of_aebradore (1381,General)

Warnings: none

Caleb and Essek visit a night market

Reccer says: It's extremely sweet and soft, with a warm and cozy wintertime feel to it.

the start: wings to chase the sky by mllekurtz (TheKnittingJedi) (2662,Teen)

Warnings: None, but note that the other part of the duology has its own tags! (calamity fic)

Part of a duology of an Age of Arcanum AU where Caleb and Essek are prestigious wizards of Avalir. A getting-together ficlet.

Reccer says: Mlle is so good at writing the shadowgast getting together, and it's fun to see the wizards in this lavish arcane world.

in the blood by VexedVixen (11075,Mature)

Warnings: None

Vampire!Essek rescues an injured Caleb and brings him to his towers in Rosohna. Caleb is them offered a job by Essek - a job that includes donating some blood.

Reccer says: The worldbuilding is so cool! Always nice to see a good vampire AU.

A Thousand Words, Unspoken by soot_and_salt (3150,General)

Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings (technically, but it's not a dark story)

Caleb runs a YouTube channel where he films himself restoring paintings. The latest one to come in is a portrait of a beautiful drow man.

Reccer says: If you're familiar with the story of Pygmalion and Galatea, it's a little like that.

you're the only light i've ever known by glossolali (1463,Teen)

Warnings: None

After their bath, Essek combs and plays with Caleb's hair. Caleb enjoys himself.

Reccer says: It's very sweet and tender. And like the author says in the end note, it shows how Caleb has changed and healed over the course of campaign 2.

Break Me, Mend Me by Kaiannae (21835,Mature)

Warnings: Depiction of depression and self-sabotage, CNC if you squint, borderline force feeding if you squint.

Caleb's self-loathing is rearing its ugly head and he is spiraling out of control, pushing his friends and chosen family away, isolating himself from those who care about him and attempting to sabotage everything good in his life. Eventually, Essek decides to do something about it. He knows that nothing mundane like talking would be of any help, so he offers Caleb what the human thinks he wants: punishment, atonement, debasement, a way to quiet the vicious voices in his head.

Reccer says: BDSM as therapy, sort of, getting into Caleb's head for the character study, aftercare for the masses, doms and subs alike.

Silver Couches To Recline Upon And Ornaments Of Gold by soot_and_salt (3242,Teen)

Warnings: None

Essek, unable to leave the tower he resides in, finds a cat on his balcony. He soon discovers there is more to this cat than he could have ever imagined.

Reccer says: It is a fairy tale au and I am a big fan of fairy tales.

Let the River Carry You by Operafloozy (2983,General)

Warnings: none

Essek knits something for each of the Nein

Reccer says: It's very sweet and thoughtful, and I love the description of the patterns

in vaults and cherished amber by allinna (4406,Teen)

Warnings: none

At the Vurmas Outpost, Essek receives some well-deserved love from Caleb and the M9.

Reccer says: it's a sweet, comfy fic that makes you smile! what more would you want.

born from beauty by hanap (2375,Explicit)

Warnings: None

Caleb and Essek have a conversation about their respective experiences with gender and what it means to feel at home in one's body, after which Essek shows his love for Caleb's body by giving him a blowjob.

Reccer says: I resonate with both Caleb and Essek's experiences of gender in this fic, so it was a lovely experience getting to read how much the two of them love each other's bodies that are so similar to mine.

if only I could see your face by lakrisrot (3399,Explicit)

Warnings: Can read having a sex-negative to sex-neutral POV character

Caleb spends some time with Essek after the Transmogrification fails. They end up more intimate that expected.

Reccer says: This fic offers a very intriguing look into Essek's mind as an asexual/demi person. I very much enjoyed that.

And two recs for

the hole in the stone by MinnesotaBruja (13243,Teen)

Warnings: Animal/Pet Death

Shortly after the end of campaign 2, Essek takes a position as a lighthouse keeper on a remote island north of Eiselcross. The fic is comprised of his letters to Caleb.

Reccer 1 says: Essek cares for chickens while living on the island and I find it extremely sweet. Reccer 2 says: Beautiful, heartbreaking, so very well written you will most definitely cry and it's worth every tear!

Aeor is for Lovers is an 18+ Shadowgast Discord server. The above fanfic recommendations were pulled from our community for this weekly event. All fics, unless otherwise specified, will primarily feature Shadowgast. And hey! Don’t forget to leave comments and kudos for the lovely authors!

Check out the previous Hidden Gem Recs Lists here [1] [2]

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#critical role fan fiction #shadowgast #essek thelyss #caleb widogast #aeor is for lovers #hidden gems rec list #fan fiction rec lists #cr fan fic

[thevexedvixen]

oblivious you and obvious me

Beau and Jester are surprised that Caleb and Essek didn’t kiss in Aeor.

Essek is surprised at how oblivious Caleb is.

rating: Mature

relationship: Essek Thelyss/Caleb Widogast

tags: flirting, pining, getting together

link to the fic 

#critical role #cr2 #critical role fanfiction #cr fan fic #shadowgast #caleb widogast #essek thelyss #beauregard lionett #jester lavorre #my works

[katia-dreamer]

7 for Percy and Vex if you’d be willing? I’m always such a sucker for it - ghost

For you, my dear? Of course, I'm willing!💜

Vex has a lot of scars.

Some are old. She got the one on her elbow falling from a tree in Byroden. She remembers her mother's fury when she found out Vax had dared her to climb it. She never found out Vex had dared him to do it first. There's a bite mark on her leg from when she first got Trinket. She never blamed him for it, though. He was a cub who was scared and traumatized. Since those were the days when Vax and Vex were on their own, they didn't have any money for healing, nor did they possess any magic.

Several are from her days with Vox Machina. Remnants of wounds from battles with fierce creatures and clever foes. The places where she had been cut, stabbed, burned, and torn. Some are sickly pale, revealing the touch of death. Because while magic could do a lot, it could not erase what happened.

There are innocuous ones, too. The small cuts and burns from everyday life. While she could always heal herself or ask Pike to do it, that seemed a waste when they would heal on their own.

Her most recent scar is the one on her forearm. She got it a few days ago when she cleared some brambles from a trail in the Parchwood. This is the one Percy kisses first. His mouth is warm and soft, but his stubble scrapes a little.

"Percy," she complains half-heartedly. "That tickles."

"Hmm," he murmurs.

He moves his mouth from her arm to her shoulder, kissing the brand of the Slayer's Take. Next comes her hands. Her breath stutters as he kisses the scars that decorate her knuckles and palms. Then he stops, and before she can ask why, he reaches up, unties the first few laces of her shirt, and immediately kisses every scar he can. He lingers longest at her sternum, where she still has the mark from the wave of death energy that hit her in the tomb. He does it with such tenderness that it almost makes her dizzy.

She sighs as her hands drift into his hair. "Percy."

He looks up at her. Without his glasses, his eyes are intense, even in the dim light of their bedroom. "Yes, my dear?"

"Are you going to kiss every single scar I have?"

He licks his lips, making a familiar heat blossom inside her. "I am."

She grins.

Vex has a lot of scars.

#katie writes things #cr1 #cr fan fic #cr spoilers #i hope this is okay :))) #perc'ahlia

[professor-rye]

Chapter 92 of Dappled Shadow and Penumbral Light is up!

Title: Dappled Shadow and Penumbral Light Relationships: Shadowgast Rating: Mature Set: Post Aeor, Canon Divergent from Episode c2e140 on Tags: LuxonChampion!Essek, Secrets Revealed, Political Shame, Antagonistic Dierta Thelyss, Good Brother Verin Thelyss, Found Family, Slow Burn, Mutual Pining, Trent Ikithon, Kidnapping, Torture, Hurt/Comfort, Rescue, Multiple Arcs

Chapter 92: Tales from the Eternal Heights, pt 1 Current Word Count: 451,770

Featuring books, a robot who wants friends, more books, some wild magic, yet more books, a bit of feelings, and probably some more books after that

#dappled shadow and penumbral light #cr fan fic #my fic #shadowgast

[mothinthetrees]

Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Critical Role (Web Series) Rating: Mature Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Ashton Greymoore/Orym Characters: Ashton Greymoore, Orym Additional Tags: Ashrym Week 2022, Discord: Ashrym Server (Critical Role), Ashrym - Freeform, Pining, realizing your feelings, Ashton POV, Drabble Series: Part 4 of Ashrym Week 2022, Part 7 of Moth's Drabbles Summary:

The Spire by Fire was bustling as the crew settled in. They had a usual table and a usual bottle at this point and while it felt nice it also felt stifling to Ashton. He didn’t try to stir the pot, sore but manageable. He took his usual spot at the head of the table, Orym on his right, Chetney on his left, with plenty of room to stretch out his legs.

#ashrym week 2022 #Ashrym Week #Ashton Greymore #Orym #Critical Role Fanfiction #CR Fan fic #Moth Wrote

[ellecdc]

can i formally request something? (i have no idea if you take smut requests so please ignore me if not😭) a barty x reader smut where everyone already thinks they’re together so they’re like 🤔?? maybe they’re onto something

and maybe if they try to tell people (read regulus) they’re just like -_-¿ this is new

and well done on your exams!! i’m sure you aced them

hahaha omg this is so Barty and reader coded fr. thanks for your request (I hope I did it justice)

Barty Crouch Jr x afab fem!reader who has sex for the first sodding time, Evan

CW: smut - like straight up porn people, p in v intercourse, pussy slapping cuz apparently I'm a freak, soft choking, a slap in the face if you squint, 18+

This conversation had been going on for so long that you were truly fighting the urge to throw your head back and let out a guttural scream out of pure frustration.

But Barty never fought his urges.

“For fuck’s sake!” He screeched. “How many sodding times do you need me to say it: we - are - not - to - geth - er!” He shouted at Evan, emphasising each syllable with a stomp of his foot. 

Evan smirked and shared a look with Dorcas before rolling his eyes.

“Sure. And what exactly is this?” He asked, gesturing with his book at your tangled forms.

Okay, so maybe you and Barty were physically affectionate with each other - but that didn’t mean anything.

“What?” Barty asked simply.

“The way you’re sitting, Junior.” Dorcas drawled in a bored tone.

You both looked at each other like you were only just now realising your proximity to each other. 

You were positioned on the cushion of the sofa between Barty’s thighs with his arms wrapped around you and his hands weaselled under your shirt and tucked under your breasts.

What?

It was for warmth; he has terrible circulation, you know.

“We always sit like this.” You replied.

Evan scoffed. “You always sit like you’re one sneeze away from having his dick slip inside of you?”

“Okay, you know what?” Barty said, slipping his hands out from your shirt and patting your thighs to say ‘get up’, and standing up behind you. “I didn’t come here to be spoken to like this, least of all by someone who has his head shoved so far up his arse that he could check for tonsillitis.”

Evan shut his book he’d been pretending to read up until that point causing Barty to screech and shout at you to ‘save yourself’ as the two of you took off in the direction of his dorm room. 

You were laughing and breathless by the time you made it into Barty’s room and he shut the door behind you, casting a locking charm for good measure should Evan come looking for retribution for the slander.

“Honestly, I think they’re just jealous.” You said breathlessly.

Barty nodded as he sucked in a few deep breaths himself. “I mean, it’s kind of sad he’s never had a best friend that he felt so comfortable with, you know?”

“Exactly!” 

“And I don’t know why everyone has to make it so sexual. Do you have great tits? Sure. But that’s not why I put my hands on them!”

“Of course.” You agreed readily. “And I mean, are we two of the hottest people to walk these fucking halls? Of course we are -”

“Absolutely.”

“- but that doesn’t mean we’re shagging!”

“Right!” Barty said with finality as he finally sat down on the chair at his desk. “I don’t know why they have to make everything so weird.”

“Me either.” You groaned as you fell backwards onto Barty’s bed and stared up at the green velvet bed curtains draped over the four poster bed. “They’re probably just jealous.” You repeated. “I mean, we would make a really hot couple; I’d want to be with us too.”

“You know, that’s exactly what I was just thinking.” Barty agreed quickly. “And if we were having sex, they’d bloody know it. It would be hot.”

“Gods, it really would be, wouldn't it?”

“Without a doubt; I’m great in bed, and you’re great at everything.” Barty said simply, as if it were the most obvious thing in the world.

“You know what.” You said as you sat up to face Barty. “It would be hot. Great sex comes from trust-”

“Check.”

“- communication,”

“Check.”

“Familiarity,”

“Duh.”

“Confidence.”

“Obviously.”

“We’d be sodding lucky to be shagging each other!” You proclaimed.

“I agree!” He responded. 

You both stared at each other; breathing slightly laboured having gotten yourselves so worked up pleading your cases (to no one, seeing as you were both clearly on the same page).

“Huh.” Barty said finally, giving your body a once over. “You know, maybe it is weird we haven’t fucked before.”

“Yeah.”

Your eyes met his green ones that held an intensity you’d not seen from him before.

“Y/N?”

“Yeah?”

“Do you wanna fuck?”

“Yeah.”

And like a flip had been switched, the two of you were launching yourselves at each other. 

No time was spent savouring touches or testing waters. It was all teeth clashing, tongues dancing, heavy breathing, and tearing each other’s clothes off.

It felt somehow both forbidden and oh so right.

You’d truly never thought about Barty like this; you really were just that comfortable with one another.

But as you pulled his shirt over his head and started fussing with his belt, a fire roared to life inside you screaming we should have been doing this the whole bloody time. 

You nearly tripped over the waistband of your trousers as Barty backed the two of you towards his bed where he sat on the edge.

You broke apart for air as he moved his sinful mouth down the expanse of your torso and took to marking up your breasts.

“Salazar they’re even better like this.” He murmured to himself before taking one of your nipples in his mouth whilst he pinched the other.

You ran your finger through his hair, an action you'd done many times before, but never like this.

You pulled at it roughly and brought his lips back to yours as you pushed him to lay back on his bed so you could straddle him.

“Merlin, Y/N. No foreplay?” He chuckled breathlessly as you gave his cock a few strokes and whispered a lubrication charm.

“Next time.” You sighed as you lined him up with your entrance and slowly sank down onto his cock, causing the two of you to moan in unison.

“Next time, huh?” Barty teased as he smoothed his hands up and down your sides, allowing the two of you to adjust to the feeling of one another before you experimentally rolled your hips.

“What? Don’t you want to fuck me, Junior?” You taunted right back.

Barty thrusted his hips up roughly into yours, causing you to cry out and place your hands on his shoulders to stabilise yourself. “I think it’s very obvious I want to fuck you.”

“Yeah?” You whispered, bringing your mouth back to his and biting gently on his bottom lip.

“Yeah.”

You breathed a laugh out through your nose before you bit down harder.

“Then fuck me.”

And before you could tell which way was up, Barty had flipped the two of you over so he now hovered over top of you and had his hand wrapped around your neck.

“You want to be fucked, doll?” He groaned as he hooked one of your legs around his hip allowing himself that much deeper in you.

If there was one thing you could thank the fucked up breeding habits of Purebloods for, it was apparently the size of their cocks. 

“You want me to ruin you?” He continued as he added more pressure to your throat, still grinding into your now sopping cunt. “Make sure no other wizard is ever good enough for you?”

Your entire body felt like it was on fire; the feeling when you’re sitting on the poolside in the sun after a swim; the beads of water only make the sun’s rays feel that much warmer against your skin.

“Oi.” He demanded, giving your cheek a chastising tap. “You gonna be good for me?” He asked more seriously this time.

His beautiful green eyes were nearly fully eclipsed by his pupils as he continued moving in and out of you with what you realised now was a very controlled pace. But you were eager to see where he’d go from here.

“I’ll be good.”

“Yeah?”

“Yes.”

“Tell me.” He ordered.

“I’ll be good.”

“What was that?”

“I’ll be good, Barty.” You whined, pulling at his arms in an attempt to bring him closer.

“Who are you going to be good for?”

“You.”

“Yeah?”

You hummed in agreement as he hiked up your other leg and wrapped it around his hip.

“Tell me.”

“I’ll be good for you! Promise. I’ll be so good for you, please.”

Barty chuckled and let out a taunting cooing sound as he fell to his elbows and brought his face to yours.

“There’s no need to beg, sweets.”

And just like that, he was pulling away from you again.

Suddenly, his hands were on your hips and he lifted them into the air, holding them there as he began slamming into you. 

“Gonna be so fucking good for me, aren’t you angel?” He grunted.

You scrunched your eyes shut at the feeling of his throbbing cock pounding into you; adjusting his angle every few thrusts in search of something.

“I bet you’re a fucking screamer, huh? You always got so much to say babygirl; don’t go quiet on me now.”

His fingers dug further into the fat of your hips as he adjusted his grip on you, causing you to let out an embarrassing keening sound.

Apparently that was close, but not quite what Barty had been looking for.

“Close. How about we try…”

And he pulled out of you completely before landing a hard smack against your pussy, forcing a surprised scream to tear from your throat. 

“There’s the pretty sounds I was looking for.” He celebrated, rubbing placating circles on your clit before repositioning himself and sinking back into you. “Think you can keep that up for me, Princess?”

“Yes!” You cried quickly, grabbing helplessly at the bedding as he once again lifted your hips up into the air, finding that sweet spot inside you that he’d been in search of before his interruption.

He knew he found his mark when you let out another strangled sob.

“Alright pretty girl, there we go, huh? Does that feel good?”

You were babbling affirmatives nonsensically as he groaned at the sensation of your walls clenching around him; yesses and pleases spilling from your lips.

“Fuck you feel so good.”

“Please Barty.” You cried, reaching a hand up to his wrist.

He let your hips fall to the bed as he brought one thumb to your clit and his other hand took yours in his.

“What is it, princess? Hm?”

“Please.” You whined, and it sounded pathetic even in your own ears in your current state.

But Barty only tsked and pulled two of your fingers into his mouth which he began to suck.

You could feel the tension building in your core as he quickened his pace with his thumb and his hips before letting your fingers go with a pop.

“I’ll take care of your princess, you know that. When have I ever let you down?”

Never.

“Never.”

He smiled triumphantly down at you; and though his mouth was cocky, his eyes were sincere. 

“Exactly. I’m not about to start now, yeah?”

And suddenly his thumb was gone from your clit, your ankles were thrown over his shoulders and he was leaning his weight against the backs of your thighs as he began thrusting into you with an air of desperation.

“Atta girl; so good, huh? S’good.” He grunted as his thrusts became somewhat sloppy. “S’fuckin’ good for me. Perfect for me, aren’t you?”

“Yes! Yes, yes, yes.” You chanted with each thrust of his hips. “Please, oh gods, please, please Barty.”

“I know, I know.” He grunted, clearly as close to teetering over some sort of edge as you were. “I know, I feel it. You’re alright, yeah? Go on, sweets; I’ve got you.”

And his hands were holding onto your thighs for dear life and he was kissing at your knee like even that silly little part of you was something worthy of worship, and he did have you and he never let you down and he wasn’t going to start now and you saw stars as you finally fell over the edge.

The room fell quiet as Barty locked his lips on yours, and you realised you’d been screaming. 

His hips stuttered as he thrust into you once, twice, three times more before he followed you over the edge; letting your legs fall from his shoulders as he fell to his elbows on top of you and the two of you fought to catch your breath.

In complete contrast to the Barty who was only moments ago pounding mercilessly into you, he started placing, slow, lingering, gentle kisses over your face as his thumbs rubbed idly at your temples.

He pressed a kiss to your neck, your jaw, the tip of your nose, over your eyelids, your forehead, your ear.

You knew Barty could have a soft side, but you never imagined it so tender.

“I knew you’d be a screamer.” He whispered, breaking you out of the serene moment and surprising a bark of laughter from you, which caused both of you to groan in discomfort before Barty slowly pulled out of you. 

“Stay here, princess.” He instructed as he walked away from the bed and returned a few moments later with a warm cloth and one of his (read: your favourite of his) t-shirts.

You watched him carefully as he cleaned you up - and once again, what probably should have felt awkward or embarrassing felt nothing but natural as he doted on you. 

“Can you sit up?” He asked; not one hint of condescension in his tone as he held the neckhole of his shirt open for you to slip your head into.

As it poked through, he pressed a kiss to your lips before helping to thread your arms in.

“Is it safe to assume we’ll be doing that again?” You asked with a smirk, causing him to scoff dramatically. 

“We’ll be doing that the rest of our lives if I have anything to say about it.”

After a shower and a change into comfies, the two of you returned to the common room, and though Dorcas was long gone, Evan could be found where the two of you had left him, now in the company of Regulus. 

“Well boys.” Barty sang dramatically as he swung his legs over the back of the sofa and landed on the seat with a bounce. “We just fucked.”

You rolled your eyes at his blatant goading as you sat beside him.

“Yeah? And I had potions today; so what?” Regulus muttered without looking up from his novel.

“What do you mean so what? This was the first time!” Barty argued.

“This is new.” You insisted severely.

“You know, I always knew Barty was a liar; but I expected better from you, Y/N.”

Your mouth dropped open as Regulus and Evan stood up and walked away from the seating area.

What you didn’t see as they walked towards the Slytherin dungeons was Regulus passing Evan five Galleons for their bet on who could convince the two of you to finally get over your “just friends” bit.

#marauders era #marauders au #marauders fanfiction #reader insert #self insert #barty #barty crouch jr #barty crouch junior #slytherin skittles #the slytherin skittles #smut #barty crouch jr imagine #barty cr #barty crouch jr x reader #Barty Crouch jr x #barty crouch jr x you #barty crouch jr smut #barty crouch jr drabble #barty crouch jr headcanons #barty gate #if you give the fans a barty #they’re going to ask for smut #ellecdc fics

[darc-la-farse]

“....Are you okay?”

“If I weren’t, you’d be able to tell right?”

“Sometimes...Would you still tell me if you weren’t?”

#candela obscura #sean finnerty #marion collodi #the circle of needle and thread #critical role #cr fan art #the fact the GM is ready to turn the lighting to ominous reds when the characters have meaningful conversations means so much to me #anyways I have brain rot for these two don’t mind me #collerty #thank u fan fic writers for keeping me sane while I wait for the next episode

[reiinai]

Should probably do my own post for this as well as the reblog, continue the string on “Im gonna post all my Shadowgast art first as I migrate back”

…I draw them so much. So very much oh dear.

Fic illustration for @meerdahlah ‘s “I do, Five Times Over, I do” done for the Aeor is for Lovers BigBang 2022

Go show em some love y’all, so many feelings 💕🙌 😭

#critical role #cr #critical role fanart #critical role fan art #shadowgast #critical role fic #caleb widogast #essek thelyss #the mighty nein #sad wizard vibes #i just think theyre neat #and they live in my mind rent free #fic writers doing the lords work #i love them

[fjorests-of-wildemount]

WIP Wednesday

(shh time is soup)

Tagged by the lovely @spottedenchants , have some more Circus Orym (featuring the Mighty Nein)

"--Yasha, she's the Charm, and Orym. He's the Point."

The tavern is crowded, and loud, and Orym would rather be literally anywhere else. But he promised Yasha he wouldn't stay cooped up, so here he is, watching Molly try to scam some strangers out of a few copper.

And what strangers they are. There's a pretty, outgoing blue tiefling currently competing with Mollymauk for Most Colorful Oddball in the tavern, and her friends the surly human woman and slick-looking, charming half-orc. And then the filthy, tattered human and what he's pretty sure is a goblin in a porcelain mask who don't seem to be very happy with any of the attention they're garnering. There aren't any obvious weapons on them, but Orym keeps a hand on his sword hilt just in case. It wouldn't be the first time he had to demonstrate why Molly calls him "the Point" in a busy tavern.

"Oh, we're definitely going to be there, don't worry!!"

Incredible. Blue just got completely taken in by Molly's act and she's responding like it was the biggest thrill of her life. Orym tries not to imagine what his family would think to see him now.

He's a long way from Zephrah.

#critical role #the mighty nein #orym of the air ashari #cr fan fic #Milo's wip wednesday

[critter-genfic-events]

This week, we have seven clothing fics recced! Some are perfectly light and fluffy, and some are heart wrenching in all the best ways. Check them out under the cut, and as ever, comment or kudos if you like them!

Ornaments by Crykea (1002,Teen) Warnings: None Pairings:

Mollymauk Tealeaf does not know who he was, and frankly, he doesn't care. Along with his family at the Fletching and Moondrop Traveling Carnival of Curiosities, Mollymauk discovers who he is.

Reccer says: A cute pre-campaign story about Molly finding himself through clothing and accessories

What You Have And What You Hate by sheerdelight (1683,General) Warnings: Canonical Major Character Death Pairings: Beauregard Lionett & Mollymauk Tealeaf

Beau dons Molly's coat.

Reccer says: A loving look at Beau's grief after Molly's death, shown through her taking his coat

The Tale Of The Amazing Technicolor Gravecoat by Angel Ascending (angel_in_ink) (2380,General) Warnings: None Pairings:

A bard tells a tale in a crowded tavern, not knowing that a group of renowned adventurers are listening....

Reccer says: A great outsider point of view and an original idea!

As Though It Were Made for Me by remi_wolf (3345,General) Warnings: Pairings: Jester Lavorre & Caleb Widogast

Jester might have meant the offer to Caleb of one of her dresses as a teasing joke to lighten the mood, but Caleb never actually said that he was opposed to the idea. Even if she had forgotten in the madness that was the rest of the day, Caleb certainly hadn't, and now that they were resting for the evening at the Xhorhaus, he could finally see if Jester could make good on the offer outside the gates of Zadash.

Reccer says: Some thoughtful genderfuckery involving Caleb, extremely fluffy

the brightest shade of sun (when i saw you) by genesis_frog (496,General) Warnings: None Pairings: Caleb WIdogast & Nott the Brave

Her clothing is rags, purposefully inconspicuous and purposefully plain, as if she were trying not to think of her body at all. She buys a yellow dress in Xhorhas

Reccer says: It's absolutely sweet and heartbreaking

Ribbons and Poison Blossom by Beauteousmajesty (1008,General) Warnings: None Pairings: Orym & Fearne

On the skyship over to Jrusar, Fearne injures her arm. In helping her out, Orym gets the delight of figuring out how her clothes go together.

Reccer says: I love Orym and Fearne's friendship but also how Fearne's dress stays up is a mystery for the ages

The Titan's New Clothes by MasterQwertster (440,Teen) Warnings: None Pairings:

Ashton gets their new clothes and does some reflecting on their personal growth.

Reccer says: Just a fun little introspection on the Lvl10 outfit upgrade

This is one of our weekly communally-generated gen rec lists. Every week we announce a new theme and allow anyone to submit a fic recommendation. Please note that the summary and content notes are provided by the reccer, and may be different than what the author has provided. Please assume good intentions all around. <3

And hey, anyone includes you!

Next week, we'll be featuring time skip/future fics!

Then, it'll be pranks, Ashton focused, and game nights!

Any fics coming to mind?  Well, then use this form to submit!

If you're looking for some more, check out some fics written in the critter genfic bingo tag, or the older rec lists! Or you can request your own card and join in on the fun!

#critical role #critter genfic rec lists #cr fan fic #the mighty nein #bells hells #mollymauk tealeaf #beauregard lionett #caleb widogast #jester lavorre #nott the brave #orym of the air ashari #fearne calloway #ashton greymoore

[conditionaljewel]

Laudna had always felt a particular pain in her legs but was never bothered by it, chalking it up to her existence as a resurrected human being. It was something she hadn’t thought much of - in fact, she’d always had random joints separate and rejoin themselves. However, one morning she wakes with her leg in excruciating pain, and finds she is barely able to move it. With Imogen at her side, Laudna seeks out help and gets some life-changing news.

First chapter of my disabled!Laudna AU story has been posted. This is the first of at least a few planned chapters, which will be posted over the next few weeks as I continue to finish it up. I'd love to hear what you think either here or there so please let me know, and thank you for showing an interest and reading!

#laudna #imogen #southern gothic #imogen x laudna #imodna #critical role #critical role fan fic #cr fan fic #cr fanfic #critical role fanfic #fan fic #fan fiction #fanfic #cr ff #text post #fan fic post #my writing #imogen temult #disabled!au #disabled!laudna #physically disabled!laudna #laudna is disabled #laudna has a disability #i forgor what my tags are so i'm just hitting em all right now

[aeor-is-for-reccing]

Check below the cut for 13 lovely shadowgast fics all revolving around giving gifts!

A Gift of Friendship by mousecookie (1182, Teen) Warnings: no When the party is in Eiselcross, Essek gives Caleb an enchanted undershirt. Caleb puts it on right away and Essek is flustered. Reccer says: It's funny and sweet.

Consideration by full_time_dreamer_behold (4615, General) Warnings: No warnings apply! Essek is trying to get in the good graces of the Nein through gifts. In this fic, he tries to learn to bake for Jester, then finds a better idea. Reccer says: Essek's transactional nature of friendships is explored in an interesting way in this, and it's so clear he cares about Jester and Caleb and the Nein. Baking and language are things that are so personal and so important and the characterization of Essek is so delicious. Jester and Essek are everything, the little snacks of shadowgast are everything, and Uraya is the best, what is there not to love! There's also a sequel about Essek and Caduceus.

Courting of the Caleb by VexedVixen (6884, Mature) Warnings: none Beau figures out that Essek has been courting Caleb Reccer says: It's extremely sweet and soft, and I love the amount of worldbuilding that goes into the courtship

All the Way Home by Dragonslaeyr (18418, Teen) Warnings: None It's Christmas night. Essek is an uber driver trying not to think about the holidays, and Caleb is running behind trying to deliver a gift to some old friends. They drive around and get to know each other. Reccer says: Its a made for TV hallmark style christmas movie meets Shadowgast sort of fic. Its silly and sweet and fun!

Aspirations by MothInTheTrees (462, General) Warnings: None Someone changes their mind about giving a poem to Caleb. He finds it anyway. Reccer says: Very cute!

To the Point of Intervention by rakel (1658, General) Warnings: None Caleb notices Essek has a favourite pen and decides that he must never be allowed to loose it. Reccer says: Nothing

companion planting by wordonawing (3177, General) Warnings: None Caleb is turning eighty, and Essek wants to give him something special. Reccer says: This is one of my absolute favourite fics. After all these years the wizards are still ridiculously in love and it is so wonderful!! Their relationship feels very lived-in and comfy, I just want to roll around in it.

when you move, i'm moved by robinread (10829, Explicit) Warnings: none When Caleb learns that Essek likes pole dancing, he decides to make him a place to practice his hobby. As a purely, selfless gift. Definitely no ulterior motives. Reccer says: Getting invested in (and incredibly, uncontrollably horny about) someone else's hobby is something that can be so personal.

The Thumping in My Chest by GayAssWizard (5309, Explicit) Warnings: Frontal penetration with a trans man Caleb surprises Essek with a new sex toy. Reccer says: Delightful T4T smut, written by a trans author! It's very sweet and affirming.

Knowing what you know just makes it harder to think straight by MinnesotaBruja (1580, Explicit) Warnings: none Essek gives Caleb a Sending Stone. And then they use it for sexting because of course they do. Reccer says: Really captures the excitement of texting with a crush, mulling over different replies in your head, being bold and sending something risque, and then holding your breath waiting for their response!

of more delight than hawks and horses by Anonymous (1431, General) Warnings: None Jester gives Essek a gift and Essek has feelings about practicality vs sentimentality, then gives a gift of his own to Caleb. Reccer says: Very sweet and an interesting short exploration of all the different characters' feelings toward gifting.

Good Company by anxietiefling (1079, General) Warnings: None Essek gets Caleb a cat Reccer says: It's extremely soft and sweet

And two recs for

like coloured indigo inscribed with my name by KmacKatie (30648, Teen) Warnings: None Birthday’s are a sacred tradition of The Mighty Nein, and Essek slowly comes to learn them across the course of a year. Reccer 1 says: Full of Dynasty worldbuilding, character moments, and a lot of heart, it’s a joy to see Essek slowly open up and connect with all of the Nein. Reccer 2 says: Very sweet, incredibly developed world building and found family goodness

Aeor is for Lovers is an 18+ Shadowgast Discord server. The above fanfic recommendations were pulled from our community for this weekly event. All fics, unless otherwise specified, will primarily feature Shadowgast.Have any questions about what this is? Check out the FAQ! Next week's theme is our recurring theme of Hidden Gems: Shadowgast fics with 150 kudos or less, so stay tuned!

#aeor is for lovers #aeor is for reccing #fan fiction rec list #cr fan fic #shadowgast #Caleb widogast #Essek thelyss #gift giving

[thevexedvixen]

Soup Powered Fuck Machine

Caleb makes Essek his favorite soup. Essek rewards him.

relationship: Essek Thelyss/Caleb Widogast

tags: explicit sexual content, anal sex, anal fingering, begging, dirty talk, praise kink

link to the fic

#critical role #cr2 #critical role fanfiction #cr fan fic #caleb widogast #essek thelyss #shadowgast #my works