#fjord & reader

[s0apmactav1sh]

Part 2 of Widowed!King!Price x Devoted!Knight Reader.

Knight!You who suddenly finds yourself wandering the castle during the night after your conversation with Price unable to stop the words that were constantly repeating within your mind. Why had the king seemed so interested on why you hadnt any body? Did he not appreciate your willingness to deprive yourself of the love and touch of another so you wouldnt worry more about them than him?

Of course you were constantly distracted now, letting guards you sparred with take you down so easily all over being stuck inside your own head. And this wasnt sitting right with King!Price who was wondering why his prized knight now suddenly couldnt beat the other royal guards like you used to.

King!Price who ends up calling you to a meeting in his chambers. Forget the throne room or his royal office. His chambers were where he'd like to speak to you. And like the loyal soldier you were, you were there on the dot entering in after he gave you permission. Other guards and servants around the castle certainly found this strange but it was by the request of your king.

King!Price who doesnt even allow you to speak your reasons. He's just so disappointed that youve lowered your standards. Thats not what a knights meant to do and he makes sure you know that in the most humilating way possible. By having you on your knees looking up at him while he smiles down at you, your head tilted up by the grasp he has on your hair. And its not to be mean, no Price could never. Your his prized knight after all.

"Wheres that devotion gone? Have you suddenly lost it. Is that why your letting those pathetic guards beat you down?"

At that he can see the shame that washes over your face. He wasnt meant to see or hear about your faults. You were meant to be perfect in his eyes no matter the cost. Didnt he understand that the only reason you were acting the way you were was because of him. Your loyalty and devotion for your king ran as deep as the oceans and nothing could change that. So how could you make it up to him? How could you get rid of that disappointed look in his eyes that was practically like the devils glare to you. By offering yourself to him.

"No. My king. Please my devotion and loyalty still lays in your palms. Take what you need of me. Leave me as nothing more than filth if you please, just dont be disappointed in me."

And as those words came tumbling from your lips King!Price knew he had you. He would always have you. Even if any others came along and tried having you for themselves he knew your eyes would always stray back to him because he was your god. You worshipped the ground he walked on, took in his words like water and kept the sight of him embeeded in your brain just for a reminder that he was your king.

Plus who was to blame him when he accepted your offer of yourself? He had already been without a warm body in his bed for a few months because of his late husbands death. What did it matter that he filled that empty spot beside him with your body instead. What did it matter that he filled himself with your cock at the end of every day to make up for the months without any relief.

And like the devoted knight you were, you complied with his ever ask. If he needed you youd remove yourself from your duties, replacing yourself with a capable knight to continue them to rush to him and give him exactly what he wanted. Which more than likely was your cock in his hole while he worked, relaxed or even when he was "napping". You would always come running and he knew it.

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Am have this Ig? Does it tie in with the last part not at all. I literally need to sleep 😭 its been nearly 3 days without and im barely able to register whag I wrote. Ill make a part 3 in a few days thats just smut for this.

@rodolfoparras

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[randoimago]

I've seen this really silly dnd character meme where it's a warlock whose patron is their parent 😂. So can I ask for Percy cr campaign 1, Fjord cr campaign 2, Gale and Wyll's baldurs gate 3 reaction to their warlock s/o's patron being their dad?

S/O's Patron is Their Dad

Fandom: Critical Role // Baldur's Gate 3

Character(s): Percy De Rolo, Fjord Tough, Gale Dekarios, Wyll Ravengard

Type of Request: Headcanons

Note(s): God the chaos that would happen from this. Especially with the Critical Role characters, it'd just be wild.

Percy

He didn't realize that was a possibility. If he was younger, he would've struck as many deals as possible if it meant his family were still with him. Patrons or not. There's just a touch of bitterness from Percy, but his default mode is bitch so you can't really tell.

Percy doesn't really change anything that he does when he learns that your father is your patron. He has questions, sure, but he's not going to suddenly try and win favors. He's sure your father has other things to do than constantly watch over you.

Sorry if kissing is a bit awkward for you, but Percy isn't going to deny himself the taste of your lips just because daddy dearest might be looking in (he'll have some choice words though).

Fjord

Oh he is sweating when he learns that your father is your patron. Does that mean he's always watching? Is Fjord going to be struck down if he even looks at you in a less than platonic way?

Seriously being so polite and stiff with you for a bit after he learns before he remembers all the things you both have already done and the flirtations that passed between you. And then thinking, "Oh hells, did your dad see that?!"

Seriously, you're going to have to be the one to reassure Fjord and talk to him that your dad isn't constantly watching. You get your magic from him, sure, but he's not constantly around so Fjord doesn't have to keep his eyes and hands to himself.

Gale

Well that's an interesting perdicament you're in. Can't help but ask how that happened. Did your parent die and as a way to not leave you alone, they became a patron somehow? Perhaps you're mixed with some Fey or Fiend or Other Worldly being? Maybe it's-

Seriously, he could just go and on with theories as to how that happened. Especially if you have no idea how it happened, he will get to the bottom of this because it's fascinating to him.

If your patron father does pop in at some point, Gale is sure to give a smile and introduce himself and promise that he's taking good care of you. Would probably pout a bit if your dad doesn't like him, but he can summon magic cats so Gale is sure he'll win your dad over yet!

Wyll

He can't help but find some amusement in the situation. Your father is your patron while his father pretty much kicked him out due to his own patron. It's an interesting situation too.

Now and then Wyll does ponder if perhaps you're part something else. Just because most patrons he knows are fey, fiends, or some otherwordly entity. With how happy you make him, he doubts your father could be some kind of devil.

While he can see why having your father as your patron isn't optimal, he would certainly have taken that over his own patron. But he tries not to be bitter and does his best to be a good boyfriend, hoping your father doesn't mind if he shares a few late night dances with you.

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[railroad-migraine]

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.

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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.

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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.

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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.

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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.

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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.

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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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[demigoddessqueens]

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

Eeekk yes! I dig this!!

Keyleth

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

Caleb

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

Jester

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

Essek

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

Grog

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

Pike

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

Vax’ildan

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

Beau

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

Yasha

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

Fjord

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

Percy

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

Nott/Veth

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

Mollymauk/Kingsley

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

Vex’ahlia

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

Cadeuces

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

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[escape-from-reality-reads]

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. 

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[sporadically-writing]

Did you get a request? It's headcanons of dating Mollymauk, Essek, Caleb and Fjord. Thanks!

Love me some Crit Role prompts, hope you like 'em!

Mollymauk Tealeaf

Molly is chaos incarnate regardless of whether you are in a relationship with him or not. Your life with the Nein is never dull anyway, but especially not when Molly's around.

Molly, however, is also incredibly smart for essentially being two years old. He's perceptive and picks up things about people very quickly. He is also adept at using that knowledge for his own benefit. All this to say, he picks up on your crush on him very quickly.

And uses this knowledge for evil...

...constantly.

Molly flirts with you every chance he gets with every possible idea he can think of just to see what kind of reaction he can get. He's incorrigible, but you blush all the same.

Don't worry! He also finds a nice time to chat with you when the two of you are on watch and lets you know that he has become just as fond of you. He, "just likes teasin' you, love."

Will find every opportunity to make you laugh or smile and is your biggest supporter and defender on and off the battlefield.

He's your circus man. He loves you fiercely, loudly, and sweetly as the world allows him for as a long as he can.

Essek Thelyss

Essek is a very difficult man to get to know. But, it has been scientifically proven that he can be worn down. Just keep at it.

Once you find something to bond over, Essek can be very sweet. He, despite any attempts he makes to instruct others that he does not, has a very big heart and cares an awful lot about the people he allows to really see him.

If you have a problem he will do whatever he can, within his abilities and around his busy schedule, to help you.

He is very hard on himself and in some instances probably should be to a degree, but you have to be there to stop him and that brilliant but treacherous brain of his from hurting his poor heart and soul.

Watch out for him please. He's battling a lot.

A relationship with Essek would be a sweet and loving one but it would also be fraught with the dangers of the lines he walks on a daily basis. The good news is, the love the two of you share is more than enough to whether it.

Caleb Widogast

Caleb, like Essek, cares very deeply for those around him. But, unfortunately also like Essek, also suffers through a lot of mental and emotional torment of his own making.

He's gotten better being with you and the Nein but you can tell that he still struggles. The kind of things he's been through are not things you can simply forget. He may need your help in the mental fight against his demons every once and a while.

Caleb would need a lot of coaxing to get him to really open up to you about his feelings for you (I mean we all saw how he got around Jester sometimes). You might have to be the one to make the first move because he will likely have plans to keep that secret to himself until the end of time.

I feel like Caleb would oddly be really good at taking care of you? Like reminding you to get the proper amount fo sleep (after all, he knows exaclty how many hours you've been awake for), and eating the proper amount as well as taking breaks. But, at the same time, he is awful at doing that for himself. Watch this one, make sure he doesn't fall asleep with his head in a spell book.

I also imagine that Caleb, once you get to a certain point of comfort in the relationship, is as cuddly as his cat. Imagine that after a particularly long day, he just flops on top of you, absolutely exhausted, curling in to you. Probably mumbling things in Zemnian that makes absolutely no sense regardless of whether you speak the language or not. He's very tired, just hold him and let him sleep.

Caleb is a very attentive person and he remembers literally everything. He constantly mazes you by the things he remembers about you and your relationship. He loves you and that love comes through in the detail he puts into every magical creation that you are included in.

Fjord Stone

Fjord, Wildmother love him, constantly finds himself in ridiculous situations. You, as much as you love him, have to find the humor in it. You are always there to help him out, but you almost have to laugh at him sometimes. 

Regardless of his occasional fumbling, Fjord is very attentive and romantic. 

He finds his own ways to fluster you, finding moments to be almost comedically romantic like someone out of Jester’s novels.

He, being a Paladin, and a new one at that, most likely feels a need to protect or like he has to prove he can protect you. He knows you are fully capable of defending and protecting yourself and he never wants to step on your toes in that field (he, like everyone else mentioned, is a respectful boi) but he loves you and sometimes assumes that he needs to prove that he is worthy of loving you, prove that he can keep you safe, prove that he himself is safe for you to be around.

He knows how to make you smile in the simplest of ways. Whether it be a flower left for you, a kind word, a reassuring hand on your shoulder, Fjord somehow always manages to know when you need something sweet like that.

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[brenbrennn]

{❥} Authors Note - OOO YES of course! Oh so many feelings and probably a good lot of slow burn , perfect recipe for disaster and a whole lot of realization <3 - sorry if the essek one is a little *bleh.* Ive been watching supercuts for him but I also dont want to spoil myself since I know a lot of his story revolves around the later plot for campaign 2 , SOOOOO.... I tried lol. Though his was very entertaining to write for! {❥} Content Warnings: Mostly proofread , some depictions of “flame” for Calebs part (signifying feelings lol.) Also for Esseks describing love in a rather “painful” manner to put it. Other than that , I think that is all! Please let me know if I should add more in the comments :3c    ₊˚✧꒰ᑕᗩᒪEᗷ ᗯIᗪOGᗩᔕT꒱₊˚✧ ･ That night originally was so peaceful, staring out at the moonlit sky with some of your other friends. Though as you conversed, you never expected to have everything get turned upside down. It was all so fast, not being able to call for the others happily asleep tore you apart. ･ Trying to fight off your captors was a struggle, you thinking the four of you could easily get away. But no, you overstepped and it ended in the bunch of you getting taken away. Not without some battering in the process. ･ You didnt know where you were, trying so hard to break free from the manacles that trapped you. Never stopping to find a way out. Your fighting senses were not very much welcomed by your captors. They picked right through you and your friends. ･ Sadly you got dealt the short end of the stick with Yasha. Spending the majority of your time being captured, getting your absolute shit rocked. All of it was a blur, only remembering the beating that came to you. ･ The coldness of the stone under you welcomed you into sleep. You were staying unconscious with Yasha as well due to the Shepherds. If you WERE conscious, you would have known of the entrance of your friend plus a couple of newbies coming in to save you and the others. ･ After they dealt with everything and opened up Jester and Fjord's cell, they found you and Yasha’s. The others decided to have a search around the Iron Shepherd’s base, and Caleb decided to sit that out. Instead staying behind with the “out like a light” you and Yasha. ･ Seeing you, so hurt and bruised sent something through him. With how much he's known you (I imagine the same as much as he’s known Nott), it sent a feeling of urgency through him. It wasnt like he was scared shitless before, but that made him feel that pit plummet even more. ･Laying there as the others went to go search around, he couldnt stop looking over at you. Those embers grew more and more, becoming a fire in his chest. What was this? , he hadn't really felt it in a while. What was this urgency? You were another one of his companions, why was he feeling all warm on the inside? ･Just like with Astrid and Eadwolf, that fire blazed to high heaven. This stood out to him, and the repeatings of “no no no no…” trailed along in his avoidant mind. He could bare to rid you of the burden of him being in love with you. A lot had happened in only a couple of days, which led him to lie to himself. ･He halted his flooding paranoia to a stop. Taking a breath in, he can think about this later and let it tare him apart. Now he just has to wait for the others to come back. He went on to clear his mind, rattling on directly to the unconscious Yasha next to him. ₊˚✧꒰ ᖴᒍOᖇᗪ ꒱₊˚✧ ･Even though Fjord could portray the persona of a calm and collected fighter, he was far from it. Under that mushy shell of suave southern charm and gentlemen' manners, was but a man. When he got to know you better, he didnt feel like he had to push up this sort of image. ･Originally he had met you the same way he met Jester. You had hitched a ride with the giddy blue tiefling. Trying to get away from some sort of mystery creeping up on you. Stumbling into him, he couldn’t help but trip over his own two feet. He could remember seeing you, watching over as Jester was messing with a few surrounding individuals. ･The way the Port Damali sun shaped your ever-so-collected features. You looked so excited watching your friend (who he would get to know as Jester) using magic to play her little tricks. Something about her and you formed a bubble of thoughts in his ever-expanding curiosity. Your big bright grin almost drew him closer. With this new set of abilities recently gifted to him, this display did defiantly catch his attention ･Fast forwarding to the present time, after trying to travel to the goal of the Solstice Academy in Rexxentrum: now everything was uprooted after meeting the band of assholes you got to know as your newfound friends. Even though he had bumped into you two and traveled alongside the both of you for quite some time, once you joined the “Mighty Nein” your relationship grew stronger in a sense. ･More comfortable with friendly banter, a trust was formed. It would only grow stronger as your party became more and more active. Though you could always be assured that Fjord always showed his loyalty in more ways than one Even if it was shown in smaller, more contained doses, he could and would always be by your side. He may have had appearances to keep up but rest assured that there were some times his heart couldn’t stop doing summer saults for you. ･With all of the chaos that rained throughout you and your parties' adventures, things got a little less hectic once you guys left the Dwendalian Empire and went down to the Menagerie Coast in Nicodranas. ･It was a more free-spirited atmosphere and you enjoyed the constant comfortable weather along with the wonderful ocean. Fjord was oh so overjoyed seeing you taking a liking to the place, being that you were a part of the group percentage that didnt really know of the gorgeous sandy beaches that inhabited the Menagerie Coast/Nicodranas.･He could clearly tell though that you were excited about Jester meeting her mother again. You and the girl were as close as could be , you held her really close to your heart. The same went for everyone else in the group. Fjord always admired how you always had that signature friendly air around you. Even if the person is a shopkeeper or a drunk you kept constant conversation with , you were never one for a boring environment. ･After you all become acquainted with the Ruby of the Sea , or better known as Marion Lavorre , you all end off your official first day in Nicodranas with some very rampant shenanigans. Now with the Gentleman potentially being Jesters father? That was a lot to rap all your heads around , especially Jesters. But with the suggestions of Fjord and the rest of the party , everyone decided to head to bed with how late it was. ･Right as everyone was getting used to their new rooms in the Lavish Chateau , you struck up conversation with Fjord about the new realizations that came to ahead. He could clearly see how you were worried for Jester , more so around the fact that this is such new news. Fjord listened to your steady rant about how this could mean so many things. You were really just getting your thoughts out into the air , and Fjord listened to it all. ･He racked your brain as well , though rangled your rampant stream of thought to a stop. Saying that they can figure it out more on on a later date. Which you agreed to , apologizing for keeping him up so late. He didn’t fuss though , instead giving you a warm smile and quelling your worries. He watched as you walked away , you both sharing a “goodnight” before hearing your door make an audible closing noise. ･He leaned against his door frame as he stared down that hallway of rooms , his eyes lingering on your door. Which was when he realized everything , when everything clicked together. He was in love... with you. There was nothing that stopped his brain from pointing this out , and why would he stop it? He wasn’t frightened about it or nervous , just relatively happy! ･You were one of the strongest sparks in his life , you were tethered to him if he liked it or not. He didn’t fight it at all and was just relieved to know this information. Though would he act on it? No of course , you as a group had things to do. He didnt want his feelings to blind him in any sort of way. Which meant he was going to let this meddle , keeping the new revelation close to his heart. ･Taking one final look at your door he would let out a content sigh before turning into bed. He would fully let sleep take over his mind , content with this day. He wasn’t going to fight what he felt for you , instead embracing it. He was in love with you and.. he was okay with that. ₊˚✧꒰ EᔕᔕEK TᕼEᒪYEᔕᔕ ꒱₊˚✧ ･At first meeting Essek was many things. Being in the same vicinity as the “Bright Queen” and in her court already made you tremble in ferocious anxiousness. Mainly because that woman had a certain look that could impale thousands of hearts. All of a sudden , as you and the group were here to get Yussa to freedom, she sent one of her shadowhands with you to escort you down to the dungeons. ･A smirk caught at the tip of your lips when you all were escorted by him. The sharp-chinned drow was definitely appealing in the eyes. His calm but calculated demeanor definitely matched his voice , smooth and cold like sharp icicles. You couldnt help but giggle to yourself like a school girl inside your conciousness , though outside you made sure to keep your composure. ･Impressions for him were wildly different. He wasn’t one for much care in this situation, following to do what he was told. Though he was definitely one that fell harder as your group became more inside his circle of faces he knew. ･When the group got to know him on a more personal level , so did you to him. Especially taking a liking of him , as a bright eyed explorer of the arcane. As you too shared a more ... competitive conversation in a sense after Caleb tried to convince him to the upmost charming manner (and of course succeed) , he even decided to give you some knowledge for new spells that involved Dunamancy. ･You were very open to every ounce of what the Dunamancy offered , no selfishness or greed at all when he explained to you some of the ties that came with those certain spells he would go on about for hours. All you did was listened , which is why you were so around him in the first place after hours. He was clearly taking a liking to you as well , again in smaller doses. But he was getting more friendly to you in his most of all Essek ways. ･When it wasn’t Jester sharing messages over to him about what was going on with the use of “Sending” , you would take a knack at it. One way or another you always got a comfortable chuckle out of him , already sinking your fangs into his affection. Sooner than he knew it , a burning feeling would grow in his chest. ･A painful , but heavy feeling emanated in his heart. His mind winced at the sudden intrusion of this but it slowly became more of a constant ... like the thought of you did in his mind. He tried to shake it off as best as he could , pushing those thoughts down into the pits with the fact that this had to mean NOTHING. It couldn’t and wouldn’t mean anything... or so he thought. ･It especially haunted his mind once he got more into his nefarious business and the situation grew more impactful so to say. The thought of hurting you and his new friendship with your group pained him. Though he had to keep faces up and work on what dealings were made with the Cerberus assembly and so on. ･His internal thoughts came to ahead when you and your friends found out how interloped he was with the chaos that was plagued around your every move. He couldn’t help but feel oh so ashamed, with the sudden realization of the betrayal that he caused with you all. Feeling so very very idiotic as if , within his mind , burning the bridge that he had with your party.   ･Though to his utter surprise, your friends extended a hand out to him. A hand of both un-earthed vulnerability and understanding. Just with him coming forward about everything that was going on , his expectations for how that all was going to go down were very much flipped. ･Everyone shared words of encouragement with him, and words of as well - guarded forgiveness. But what you had told him most definitely left an impression on him and his mental state. The whole time when you all were talking about what he was interloped in, your eyes were trained on him and his presence. Something to say was most, of course forming in your mind. He could clearly see it as your facial features ever so slightly moved. ･You extended a hand to him and figuratively opened your heart up. Giving him a light at the end of the tunnel. Saying that everyone had some sort of redemption for them, especially if they decide to choose a more cleaner path. It was as if you sucked the pain out of him, that had gone widespread in his brain capsule of a head space. ･That once burning, aching feeling clicked in his heart. As Nott extended an invitation to the Mighty Nein, he finally realized what his brain was so panicked about. Finding a name for the one thing that especially plagued him. His love... for you. The love that kept him up at night, that had him pacing around halls when thoughts of you sprung up from his mental depths. ･The word repeated in his mind... love. Love love love love love, that's what it was.                                                    ﹌﹌﹌ {❥} Part Two or “Mollymauks” part

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[peach-the-owl]

Cuddles

Mighty Nein & Child!Reader (Child of the Nein)

*Crawls out of the void* I still live… *drops post and crawls back into the void*

Jester

You are always eager for cuddles and Jester is just as eager to return them, sometimes the two of you smiling goofily at each other while trying to see who can squeeze the other the tightest (usually Jester wins, but you get a victory every now and again). Other times you both just snuggle together, enjoying the moment of relief from adventuring.

On days when you’re usual enthusiastic attitude is nothing but a distant memory, so to speak, is when extra special cuddles are needed the most. Jester will sit with you, slowly bringing you closer to her as a way of asking if you were okay with it. When you lean in accepting the hug she’ll pull you onto her lap and hum a tune her just like her mother used to while gently petting down your hair in a comforting way, this usually leads to you falling asleep to which Jester will give a kiss to the top of your head.

Nott/Veth

It’s not that you don’t like cuddles, it’s just you’re not used to them, especially when you first met Nott. She was very understanding of this and took the time to help ease you into the feeling. Even now after all this time you’re still slightly hesitant about it but defiantly more eager to curl up next to her for some R&R.

There are days where even though your past is behind you and you’re a brand new halfling, you still feel like that icky runt of a goblin you used to be. Veth is quick to catch you when you’re like this and jumps right into mom mode, letting you curl into her for extra comfort while she makes sure you know that despite everything she still loves you for who you are. Her comfort and reassurance always helps ease your frantic mind.

Caleb

You love hugs and cuddles, Caleb does not, or at the very least he’s not the most open to them. There were two great ways to get them from him though, the most common was to steal Frumpkin as a substitute, the cat purring and rubbing against you while you happily snuggled into his soft fur. The other way was when Caleb polymorphs into an animal, giving you the chance to still snuggle into warm and fluffy fur while also enjoying Caleb’s company (he’s also extra protective of you like this but shhh, that’s a secret 🤫).

The rare off days where you’re the one feeling down are different. At first Caleb just lets Frumpkin handle it, after all the fey cat has helped him through many tough spots. With time and the more Caleb opens up he’ll approach you himself, offering to read stories to you or use Dancing Lights as that’s your favourite spell and especially the way he shifts the glowing orbs around easily helps brighten your mood once again.

Caduceus

Who were you if not usually soft and gentle, figuratively and literally, so naturally you’re always one to enjoy a comforting cuddle and Caduceus is always happy to share a cuddle with you. You’ll sit together and lean your head against his chest, smiling up at him while he contently smiles back, most of the time you’ll have a nice warm cup of tea to go with it, just adding that much more to the comfortable atmosphere between you.

It happens more often then you’d like where your thoughts will sour your mood, locking you in the past and spiralling into what if scenarios. A gentle hand on your shoulder pulls you away from it, and a comforting squeeze fulling brings you back to reality where Caduceus is waiting with a fresh pot of chamomile tea for the both of you. You don’t say much as you sip on your beverage, you don’t have to, he understands you need that space for yourself. He’ll offer you reassurance while you snuggle into his side, wrapping his arm around you that, in a way, helps protect you from those sour thoughts coming back.

Fjord

You’re not one to jump at an opportunity for cuddles but you don’t mind them either. Fjord would argue you actually very much enjoy cuddles, but it’s usually when you’re sleepy but feel too stubborn to fall asleep right away. There are multiple times you’d force yourself to stay awake so you don’t miss something important with the Nein, only for you to curl up against Fjord and end up passing out anyways. He doesn’t mind in the slightest, he likes that you feel safe enough with him to fall asleep.

When you’re having a bad day you’re not exactly willing to say something right away, you’ve gotten better at it over time but there are still days when you just get really quiet and standoffish with everyone. Fjord will almost immediately catch on to what’s happening and check on you, if you need a bit of space but don’t want to be alone, he’ll sit with you until you’re feeling better, if you’re looking for some comfort Fjord will happily lift you into his arms and hold you in a safe and secure grip until you’re back to your usual self again.

Beau

You’re indifferent when it comes to something like cuddles, you don’t hate them but you don’t care much about them either. What you usually do is give Beau a gentle punch to her arm as a sign of affection, she’ll do the same back at ya and you both call it a day.

It’s rare but there are days were you just feel down, your mind almost forcing you to wonder if you were ever good enough for anyone, you usually try to take your mind off it by distracting yourself with training. It’s not long for Beau to notice you’re quiet and sad demeanour, she’ll get you to sit next to her when you take a quick break, wrap an arm around your shoulder and gently pull you into her side. Depending on how upset you are will depend on if you’ll get Beau to also draw small designs on your arm too, defiantly helps you feel better after some time.

Yasha

You’re not the most open to touch, maybe the occasional hug here and there but you don’t initiate it. It’s not that you don’t like them, you’re just so used to keeping your distance with people that you almost feel a bit uncomfortable with it. Yasha doesn’t mind this, of course, she’s about the same when it comes to hugs and cuddles but with time and lots of patience you’re both more open to it, you still don’t seek it out for yourself though.

More often then not you’re caught up in your thoughts, part of you wanting to seek out Yasha for a bit of comfort but the other part of you doesn’t always know how to go about it. Thankfully Yasha has become very good at reading your emotions and is understanding when you need to work things out for yourself, she knows you’ll come to her when you’re ready and even though you fumble through your words she’ll wait for you to finish explaining yourself before offering you the comfort you’re looking for.

Molly

You love cuddles, simple as that. Someone wants hug, you’re happy to offer. There are times you take a running start towards Molly, making him drop whatever he might be doing at the time to catch you when you jump at him for a quick cuddle before letting him finish what he’s doing. It never bothers him when you “sneak attack” him like that, he finds it fun and great for keeping himself aware of his surroundings, win-win all around.

The literal second your emotions get you down Molly notices, your usual upbeat attitude suddenly disappearing never sits well with him. It’s one of those rare times where the Nein, aside from Yasha, will see Molly’s softer, more caring side show itself. The normally eccentric tiefling now calmly and quietly holding you, brushing a hand through your hair to soothe away the bad thoughts that dare tired to enter your brain.

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[angelltheninth]

Can I request for Mollymauk, Essek, Caleb, and Fjord reacting to accidentally overhearing their friend asking shy crush when they will confess?

Sure Anon! Enjoy!

Pairing: Mollymauk, Caleb, Essek, Fjord x Reader

Tags: fluff, confessions, flustered Reader

A/N: I would melt into the ground if this happened to me.

Mollymauk would listen to the whole thing. Then he would drop little hints about the conversation until you caught on that he overheard you talking about confessing. He thinks it's cute that you're shy like that but if you want to wait to confess properly he can wait. Don't expect him not to tease you about it though.

Caleb is very surprised when he overhears it through Frumpkin. He immediately calls Frumpkin back because he feels like this is something that you should tell him on your own time. When he sees you in person he can't help be a bit of a nervous wreck around you.

Essek talks to you about it right away. He feels like he can't let the matter rest if he doesn't confirm that he's head correct. Doesn't want to come off as forceful but would very much like you to be honest about your feelings, after all he values those a lot and he would like to respond to them properly.

Fjord is extremely flustered when he overhears and accidentally reveals himself, which makes you flustered as well. He planned on confessing to you himself but now that he's heard how you feel already there's no reason for him to hesitate anymore. He would very much love to take you out on a date.

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[a-menagerie]

45 and Caleb or Fjord perhaps? Whichever strikes inspiration, you decide 😊

Why not both? 😘

45. Can they fall asleep without the other?

Fjord

I think out of the two, Fjord would have the easier time falling asleep without you

And by that I mean, he’s going to work himself to the bone during the day so that he just passes out at night, not time to miss you if he’s already snoozing

If it’s only a night or two that you’ll be gone, he’ll do okay. Longer than that and he gets unsettled

He sleeps like a log the night you come home. Also, you’re trapped in bed as long as he is. Fjord may be not be the strongest, but he’s got you in a vice grip cuddle

Caleb

Caleb on the other hand is much more likely to let your absence affect his sleep schedule

I feel like Caleb already struggles to sleep well but would’ve been sleeping better with you by his side. So to have you gone for however long, he’s back to that not-quite-good sleep

He’d probably sleep in a lot of places that aren’t y’all’s bed tbh. At his desk, in his office at school, or maybe he’d even take your absence as excuse to go visit one of the other members of the Mighty Nein

When you return, Caleb just wants you to be the big spoon and hold him a little while

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[critical-roll-fanfics]

Stars (Fjord x Fem! reader)

"Come on Fjord," she says, grabbing his hand trying to pull him out of the tavern.

"Hold on sweet cheeks." He says, a smile playing on his lips, looking down at her small form.

"But you promised you would come with me to go look at the stars." She complains. Giggling Fjord turns back to Caleb and continues his conversation. Y/N sits down on the chair beside her, huffing as she does so, earning a side eye from Caleb.

After a few boring minutes Caleb walks toward the stairs and Fjord turns to the impatient women. "I'm ready now love." She shoots out of her chair at the news. She grabs his hand and procceds to pull the half-orc out of the tavern and into the streets of the town.

"Close your eyes love, I think I have the perfect place to take you." He looks at her as he says this, making sure she closes her eyes. As she does he moves behind her and grabs her shoulders, to move her through the streets without tripping.

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After moving his girlfriend through the streets, Fjord and Y/n end up at a beautiful sea over look. "Ok, open." She opens her eyes, taking in the scene before her. The deep blue sea, foam lining the beach. The sand white and glissening from the moon light. Y/N looks over the sight and turns to Fjord putting her hands over her chest.

"Oh Fjord, I love it." She says going in for a hug, drawing a deep chuckle from the half-orc. His arms wrapping around her.

"I knew you would love." He kisses the top of her head resting his chin on her hair. She pulls away from his grasp, sitting on the sand.

"Thank you." She looks up at him, giving him the biggest smile. He smiles back.

She pulls out her sketch book as Fjord takes his shoes and socks off, rolling up his pants to go wade in the water. "What are you drawin?" Fjord asks from the water.

"The constilations." Y/N looks up from her sketchbook at Fjord as she talks to him, giving him a smile. He turns around to watch the waves and she goes back to sketching the stars.

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What seems like hours until Y/N is done sketching. She puts her sketch book back in her bag then goes to join Fjord.

He is taken aback when he feels her wrap her arms around his waist, leaning her head on his back, inbetween his shoulder blades.

"Hello love." His deep voice cuts through the silence.

She hushes him," Just enjoy this."

#fjord x reader #critical roll

[s0apmactav1sh]

More knight!reader and king!price since Im sick atm so this is very self indulgant.

Cw: fluff and smut.

Thinking about the days where price gets sick, coming down with a cold, his nose blocked, throat completely dry, constant coughs he seems to be having and of course the headaches he just cant seem to shake. Theres not a single word spoken about the king being sick as it would only cause havoc within the kingdom as most would be worried about their poor kings health and wanting to bring gifts in hopes that he got better. But then theres you. His devoted knight and his lover laying underneath him allowing him to take your warmth from you since he's 'freezing' as he's told you.

Of course you dont believe that he is, since he ran up a temperature of 39.7° and he was hot to the touch but you would indulge in his little lies since he seemed so happy to be laying on your bare chest. The castle servents and guards however go about their days not coming near the kings chambers since he specifically requested that no one disturb him as he rested up and gained his strength back.

King!Price just expects you to dote on him, to make him feel small even though your not that much taller than him and by order of your king you do. Giving him loving kisses on the top of his head, rubbing his back soothingly when he complains of an ache there, holding a cold towel over his forehead to help with his temperature and helping him undress when he gives out again about being to warm now.

He cant be the only one naked, that be madness so like the obediant knight you are you undress after him and go back to laying as you once were only now the both of you are naked. And so after a few minute of mindless cuddling price starts fidgeting and twisting and turning saying hes only trying to get comfortable even though you can feel him subtlely grinding against your softened cock. But as a knight your not easily seduced. Even if it is your king whos trying to tempt you to bed him.

You who just does have it in you to let him grind against you, using your strenght to flip him onto his bath while hovering over him, the veins in your arms practically bulging out and price is drooling at the sight. His own cock was hard and dribbling a pathetic amount of precum just at the sight of you above him. And who are you to deny the whimpery little 'please' he lets out. Just like that his legs are thrown over your shoulders and your face is buried between his cheeks as you eat him out, using one hand to keep his hips steady and the other to finger his hole open to take your cock.

And by the time you deem him ready he's already finished his second orgams all because of your fingers pressing against his prostate and the way you so expertly ate him out like a man starved. But even with all the stretching he still feels like he's beinf split open of your cock. Each inch going into him having him whining and moaning for more. And once your finally fully inside of him its price who starts trying to move so soon which has you gripping his waist with a bruising grip he'd think you were about to weld him like you would your sword.

Prices hands are moved to your shoulders, his legs wrapped around your waist as you pound him into the soft mattress below you both. Each thrust sending mindblowing pleasure through him and you, his hole constantly clenching tighter around you as you do. His moans are nearly echoed off the walls with how loud he's gotten and you almost feel bad on the poor souls who do unfortunately pass by the room because hes just being so mouthy, begging and pleading for what your already giving him. Mindblowing pleasure. You dont think of your own pleasure just making him orgams as many time as he needs until he is shaking from any form of stimulation to his lower parts.

He's almost disappointed that you never came a small pout on his face even as you so graciously pull out and go draw him a bath adding in his expensive bath salts he likes so much. Even as you pick him up and bring him to the bath placing him so gently into the water before getting in behind him to wash him off. You even deny his offer of a handjob or a blowjob that he wants to give a thanks. But no, you clean off his chest and stomach from the semen he splattered all over himself massging any aread where it may be sore. You even help him get dressed, choosing more soft things for him to wear. And if it wasnt enough that you did all that you even changed the sheets on the bed so he wouldnt have to sleep in dirty ones.

Amd even after all that you still got in beside him to cuddle him once again mumbling out a small reason as to why your not deserving of pleasure because of the blood on your hands the thousands of lives youve taken all to protect the kingdom. He nearly gets out a word but the way your hands are making small circles on his back have him dozing off before he can convince you that you are deserving of pleasure. You dont sleep that night still watching over him like a gaurd should be able to do.

A knight like you would never know the word pleasure nor the word pain because you had lost to much and gained so little that they no longer mattered.

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I dunno what this is either but yh count it as fluff count it as angst count it as whatever you want but yh this is mostly just something i wrote bc im sick and prolly wont write for a few days till im better. Sorry for the misspelt words but just ignore them anyways enjoy :)

@rodolfoparras

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[randoimago]

Headcanons of Essek, Caleb, Molly, and Fjord with touch starved s/o please?

Touch Starved S/O

Fandom: Critical Role, Campaign 2

Character(s): Caleb Widogast, Essek Thelyss, Fjord, Mollymauk Tealeaf

Type of Request: Headcanons

Note(s): You got it!!

Caleb

With all the things Caleb has gone through, he's pretty touch starved too. But he's also awkward and doesn't know how to express physical affection without seeming a bit weird about it.

Caleb tries to remember how things had been when he was with Astrid and Wulf to hopefully ease you into hand holding or something.

So it'll be a bit of a learning curve for you both. Thankfully he's very patient, especially when it comes to you.

Fjord

He's pretty shy when it comes to touching, but with you being so touch starved, he'll try to help you out.

Doesn't want to overwhelm you so he's asking permission for everything. He's not touching you unless you give consent.

Fjord apologizes if he ever brushes against you. It feels nice for him, but again he wants you to be comfortable so even if it's an accident, he's going to apologize.

Essek

Essek is more sly with his touches. He'll brush his hand against yours or go to remove something that got on your clothes, but that's about it.

He doesn't want to overwhelm you, so it really is gentle touches from him. It could be seen as teasing, but that's not his intent - at least, not every time.

You'd have to ask him for cuddles and even then he might have to take time out of his schedule of messing with magic. But he'll do it for you.

Molly

He tries to be more gentle at finding out that you're touch starved. Molly likes to throw his arms around people to hold them close, but he doesn't want to overstimulate you.

There have been moments when he just wants to throw himself on you, but stops himself at the last moment. It's caused some interesting balancing issues and him apologizing if he does fall against you.

That said, he is happy to hold you and cuddle if you give him the go ahead. As long as he has permission, he'll gladly smother you in affection.

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[railroad-migraine]

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.

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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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[demigoddessqueens]

cuddling headcanons

So I really love these, and also I wanted to add more after I got the request for Vox Machina. And following up the same one I write for Assassin’s Creed.

Link(s) here

Caleb

It took a lot of working through his nerves, but this mage can’t help but gravitate towards you. You wake up to a tight, desperate grip around you. Low whispers and murmurs that sweetly call out your name.

Jester

You’re not too surprised to see the tiefling wrapped tightly around you. She’s always been a huge cuddler, searching for warmth in every way

Fjord

A tight embrace with you atop a broad chest, strong forearms keeping you secure in place

Essek

Sometimes you wake up to an airy touch gracing your skin, or a tight grip that holds onto your hand(s) as if you’re his tether

Nott/Veth

Curled up and warmly snuggled between your arms, sighing away contentedly

Cadeuces

If you’re woken up, then gentle snores and sighs lull you back to sleep just as fast. Curled up against his chest, the sweet smell of tea(s) relaxes you

Beauregard

She’s got you in the tightest embrace ever, like the best thing that’s come across in her life. Don’t be surprised if a leg is wrapped/intertwined with yours as well.

Mollymauk/Kingsley

He’s a very light sleeper, so if you were to stir awake or move just the slightest, you hear a light purring as a hand or tail wraps around you to go back to sleep

Yasha

You wake up with a gentle hand absently brushing through your hair, a small whisper

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[failedskillcheck]

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.

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