#laudna x reader

[randoimago]

Hi there! I was wondering if you could do headcanons on Imogen, Fearne and Laudna with a reader who asks that they go shopping together because the reader wants to get a new look/outfit but doesn’t know where to start? Thank you!!

Going Clothes Shopping with Reader

Fandom: Critical Role

Character(s): Fearne Calloway, Laudna, Imogen Temult

Type of Request: Headcanons

Note(s): Oh to go clothes shopping with three witches

Fearne

Would find some hole in the wall thrift store to go to. She says that's where the good shit is. Absolutely looking at all the psychedelic-designed clothing (more so for her because she got a bit distracted).

Takes you over to find some good clothing that makes you (figuratively) pop. Once clothes are found then it's time for accessories.

Fearne just gets a pile of scarfs because you can never have one super flowy one. And scarfs are versatile. You can make one as a belt or a head band or to restrain someone--

Imogen

Asks you to give her ten minutes. She wants to make a list of what colors she thinks would look good. Also trying to estimate the prices of each clothing article so she knows how much you'll both end up spending.

Happily goes through various clothing racks with you and gives you various outfits to try on. She waits outside the dressing room to give you her opinion.

Tries to find you fingerless gloves. If there's any kind of accessory to have, she thinks it's fingerless gloves. All the hot people wear fingerless gloves.

Laudna

Takes you to whatever the equivalent of Spirit Halloween is or somewhere that has the best gothic Victorian (or just Xhorhausian) clothes. Laudna would want to get you a style of clothing you like, but she thinks Victorian-type clothes would look good on anyone if they got the right fit.

She's taking shirts and blouses and vests off the racks and holding them up to you to compare them before having you change. You might have to help her a bit before she tries to hold too much and her arm pops off.

Wants to get you both matching brooches. Maybe tries to find a raven skull or something for you to have as an accessory. It's a bit creepy, but Laudna somehow makes it romantic.

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@unhelpfulnpc

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[railroad-migraine]

I’ve been reading your writing for a bit now and I absolutely adore it!! Could I request a Bells Hell x reader head-cannons(?) were the group is running away from Wilders or something in a busy street, and reader gets pulled into a alleyway to hide and don’t notice straight away how close they are to who ever pulled them in until they’re aware their chasers have given up???

Hehehehehheeheheheh.

I like this trope too.

~ Poet

Tight Squeeze (hiding in an alley together)

Ashton 💙

Casually suggests that you make out to throw whoever is chasing you off the scent. You gape at him, speechless he could even think of such things at a time like this. With a waggle of their eyebrows, Ashton snorts in amusement and you have to physically place your hand over their mouth to muffle his laughter.

There's a warning glint in your eyes as you stare them down, daring them to continue drawing attention to the hiding spot. It's... Kinda hot, if he's honest, and his laughter dies down into quiet chuckles before going completely silent. It's only then do you register the light press of his lips against your palm. After what can only be described as a staring contest, Ashton reaches up, holds your wrist, and gently pries it away from his mouth.

You allow the barbarian to take your elbow and drag you back into the open air to blend in wth crowds and shuffle back to the Bell's Hells meeting point. You can still feel the tingle at the centre of your palm when they look over their shoulder at you with their signature grin.

-

Chetney 💙

You almost start to think he's having an asthma attack with how laboured his breathing is after running away from the Wilders. He's panting, hands on his knees, complaining loudly how he hasn't had to run that fast in years. You have to hunker down to pinch his nose so he can pause and catch his breath.

He scrambles to push your hands away from him, grumbling and readjusting the knitted hat upon his head to keep himself occupied while you play lookout. He tries his best to hide the crimson spreading across his face.

There's a shout and the beginning of a commotion the moment you dare poke your head out, and in a moment's notice you've scooped up the gnome into your arms like a child and run. Your lungs are burning the same way Chetney's had earlier when you collapse in a new safe spot, him patting your head begrudgingly comfortingly while waiting for the others to find you.

-

Dorian 💙

The tip of his nose pokes your own and you feel as though you're drowning in those big blue eyes staring back at you. His voice is soft, his breath unusually cool - it's probably an air genasi thing, you suppose - when he asks is it alright to stand closer to you.

He sucks in a breath when your persuers race past the mouth of the alleyway, and takes an involuntary step forward, caging you into the wall and turning his back to the street. He's gentle, a reassuring weight of fabric and lightweight weaponry. He keeps you close, eyes darting between the street and your face.

Long after you hear retreating footsteps, you both haven't moved an inch. Dorian, being the gentleman he is, clears his throat and steps back, holding out his arm to the street and muttering a quiet "After you." He brushes invisible dirt off his sleeves and straightens his cloak before joining you, trying to look as presentable as he can. Death glares are made towards Chetney when you've all regrouped, not finding his wolf whistle towards Dorian's mussed hair entertaining at all.

-

Fearne 💙

It's a very narrow alley, and it's a very tight squeeze, barely enough room to avoid chest to chest. But desperate times call for desperate measures and Fearne is not complaining. Your senses are flooded by the variety of fabrics and materials the faun wears and carries with her, as well as simply being surrounded by her. What you've sacrificed in moving space you've gained in warmth and softness instead.

She effectively acts as a shield to the opening of the alley, blocking out most of, if not all, the busy street from your view. You finally register the silken cloth clutched in your hands for dear life, her dress skirt the thing that's been grounding you while anticipating your enemies to arrive any moment. You feel her fingers lift your chin, and you're all but forced to meet her gaze.

It lacks that usual mischief you've come to associate with her. Instead, she blinks slowly, lashes thick and long, analysing your expression before whispering that you're okay and she won't let anyone touch you. And you believe her, breaths mingling and her ribbons tickling your forehead. Has a reassuring hand on your shoulder when the time is right to leave.

-

Imogen 💙

She's professional about it for the most part. Even though the space between you is nearly non-existent, she puts on a mask of calm and sets her hands on your shoulders. Using you as an anchor, she pokes her head out of the alleyway, looking for the enemy when all has gone quiet.

Meanwhile, you're just simmering in the warm pleasant feeling of her hands on you. To put it simply, she feels electric this close to your body. That energy spikes the moment voices are heard not too far away and she slinks further back into the backstreet with you. When the coast is clear, she glances at you, lips slightly parted and warmth dusting her cheeks.

She smooths back her hair when the moment ends and gestures for you to follow her, leading you away from the dirty, neglected alley and leaving you wanting. She's on edge after that - you know she's just as flustered as you are.

-

Laudna 💙

She grips onto your torso like a vice, putting all her weight on you (and even then it's like holding up nothing). Thin as a rake with bones that crack and dislocate, the alley seems that much more spacious and less suffocating because of who you're hiding with.

Her nose nudges your cheek, her eyes blown wide and almost cross eyed from the proximity that makes you fondly smile without restraint. Laudna smiles back, but frets when she notices the grime on your face and shoulders from your narrow escape. She swipes at a dirt streak across the bridge of your nose, adding a boop for good measure which makes your anxiety settle as much as it can in a time like this.

You don't remember her arms curling around your waist. She's been like that ever since you were found by the others, and she doesn't seem intent on letting go any time soon.

-

Orym 💙

He's hiding behind your leg, using it as leverage as he leans out of the alley to see if you're still being followed. Unfortunately, the street is pretty crowded and he can't make out any distinguished bad guys from his height. The halfling looks up at you hesitantly, but within a heartbeat he's up in your arms.

He acts as a personal commentator in your ear, and due to the close proximity he can point out the hired guards searching in the crowded market ahead. Even now, leaning into your shoulder and legs dangling in the air, he stays level headed and a voice of reason, calming your nerves and telling you when the moment is right to leave.

He pats your cheek kindly when he's ready to reacquaint himself with the ground and offers to hold your hand to sneak by the people who've followed you. At a glimpse, he'll look like a toddler dragging you further into the city, but it feels so much more than that when he eagerly clutches two of your fingers in his fist.

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[demigoddessqueens]

laudna x fem reader who has terrible anxiety due to similar past to her and just adores laudna so much

Aww!! 🥹💞😍🥲

Laudna is the most calming person ever

It comes to her like a sixth sense, feeling even the slightest uptick in your nerves and heart rate

If you’re feeling anxious, she likes to hold your hand (if you’re ok with that), hum a soft tune, or even just help you talk through it all

You both have that shared bond over similar backstories, and while you are trying to come to grips with it,

Couldn’t have asked for a more loving, considerate and understanding s/o!

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[saphirered]

Hope you had a wonderful semester and are resting well! Wondering if I could get something for Laudna with a reader snuggling up either her and being extra protective after hearing how she died. Poor spooky girl deserves all the love.

Semester’s stressful but great. Not much for resting yet but boy have I missed writing things other than notes, essays, projects and assignments. Hope this one turned out the way you wanted! Thank you for requesting! 😘

For some reason sleep didn’t find you. Sound awoke you and by some grace or curse you were unable to slip back into the sweet darkness of unconsciousness. You’re still not sure wether to thank or condemn the causation of such given the conversation you overheard. Laudna and Orym had taken watch together. You could hear them talk softly, but even then your awake mind honed in on their conversation wether you wanted to or not. You tried to turn it out, wishing nothing more than to give them their privacy. It’s not your place after all but you couldn’t ignore it either. What you heard made your blood boil, filled your heart with an aura of vengeance. Many things you might want to say, get lost in your head until just sadness and pity remains. She didn’t deserve the shitty hand fate dealt her. Laudna didn’t deserve being at the mercy and whims of circumstance. She deserves so much better. But you can’t tell her that, can you. You don’t want to intrude or ruin the moment so instead you just lay there, back facing them, staring into the night for the next two hours until a small hand shakes you. Time for your shift. 

When Orym woke you up you seemed a bit out of it. Laudna is not one to worry for you because you’ve more than proven yourself. Still she feels some kind of responsibility towards you and a desire to keep you safe like you do the rest of this little group. It’s in that light she worries for you being uncharacteristically out of it. She forces herself to let it be, ask in the morning if it’s still an issue and go to sleep for now until sunrise rudely awakens everyone. Normally she’d sleep like the dead, excuse her terrible pun, but not this time. She sleeps but she sleeps lightly and feels herself being pulled from that unconsciousness by a sound somewhat familiar to her. Shink. Shink. Shink. She turns in the direction of the sound and opens her eyes. There you sit, whetstone in one hand, blade in the other. You inspect the razor sharp edge, run your finger over it, bite the inside of your cheek with a scowl as you continue. The sound returns as you sharpen the blade. You’re so focussed, so purpose driven you don’t even notice Laudna rising from her sleeping spot and finding her way to you. She sits down next to you. The popping of joints seems to do the trick and you look beside you. Your eyes soften when you meet hers. That’s good. 

“You should be sleeping.” You say gently, a crack in that scowl when you look at her shows the warmth Laudna is used to from you, even if it’s clouded. Something she does take some comfort in is the change in your physique. You no longer sit there in a somewhat murderous rage, but instead sit in a focussed anger that slowly wanes as the minutes pass. You don’t speak. Neither does she. It’s comfortable. She might not be the best at reading a person’s thoughts, that’s more Imogen’s thing but despite that she can somewhat decipher what’s going through your head as you go back to sharpening that blade of yours. 

“You overheard, didn’t you?” Laudna asks rhetorically. You know she already knows the answer to that question but you nod anyway. 

“You didn’t deserve any of that.” That rage starts boiling in your stomach again. Your knuckles pale as you hold onto the hilt of your sword tightly. You can see pity in her eyes. She feels sorry for you when she’s the one that suffered wha she did? It’s not right. 

“Not everyone gets what they deserve. For better or for worse.” Laudna breathes as her fingers wrap around yours and unclench your grasp from the sword. She takes the sword from you and puts it down onto the ground in front of the both of you. You chuck the whetstone with it and watch the woman turn over your palm, study the lines and the veins of your wrist and lower arm. The gesture seems to calm you despite what her statement might have instilled within you. Flames of fury are quenched by a nice winter’s cold. Who knew the cool could be so comforting?

“Like the murderer who now speaks to you through your mind?” Laudna smiles at your brief summary. It might not have been a joke but she’ll interpret it as such either way. 

“You have to admit it’s rather ironic. People think her story has ended yet she somehow in some twisted way managed to survive. Though, I don’t think that was intentional and I believe she’s not entirely happy with her predicament. So, small victories?” That brings a smile to your face. Someway Laudna always manages to twist the most horrible of situations into something less gloomy and raise spirits. It’s an admirable skill but one she had to learn to survive and move on; learned under the wrong circumstances. You can’t change the past and neither can she. 

“You’re not wrong.” Another moment of silence follows. Laudna leans her head on your shoulder, squeezing your entangled fingers lightly. You lean back against her, your head against hers as you stare off into the night once more. 

“You know, I’d still offer to hunt the bitch and skin her alive or rather undead, for you? Just say the word.” Not a joke but the both of you manage to laugh at the visual you both share of you trying to skin an incorporeal being. 

“You might have to get creative.”

“I don’t see the problem.” 

“A new sword perhaps?”

“Something magical.” 

“I’m sure we’ll find something nice. I can almost feel her seething already.” Chuckling softly to avoid waking the others your watch is coming to a close. You find yourself just enjoying the moment, and the company. That’s something neither of you would exchange for the world. 

“You know I’d do anything for you, right?” You ask genuinely. 

“As long as you know I’d do the same, without a doubt.” It’s a promise you’ll both uphold, spoken on the first pops of deep purple slowly rising in the sky, the first rays of light following not long after. You’ve got certainty in each other. You’ve got comfort in each other and would go through hell and back again for each other. That damned necromancer better watch out because you’re ready to draw the bitch if it’s what it takes and you especially will take great pleasure in doing so. 

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[elenaguarnieri]

Hello beautiful people! Fir those who love critical role I have started a CR ladies fanfic book on my wattpad! Check it out! X

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[brenbrennn]

★: 𝗕𝗘𝗟𝗟𝗦 𝗛𝗘𝗟𝗟𝗦 𝗠𝗔𝗦𝗧𝗘𝗥𝗟𝗜𝗦𝗧

- { art credits to @pixelllls!! } -

𝘐𝘮𝘰𝘨𝘦𝘯 𝘛𝘦𝘮𝘶𝘭𝘵— ✦ coming soon!

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[bestshipsmackdown]

Ships 100% Going into the Bracket:

[I will be checking spellings at a later point, as well as ages and familial relations. So as long as everyone followed directions, these will be going into the bracket.]

With Nine Submissions:

Kim Dokja x Yoo Joonghuyk from Omniscient Reader’s Viewpoint

With Eight Submissions:

Percy Jackson x Annabeth Chase from The Percy Jackson Series

Gideon Nav x Harrowhark Nonagesimus from The Locked Tomb Series

Yang Xiao Long x Blake Belladonna from RWBY

With Seven Submissions:

Adora x Catra from She-Ra and the Princesses of Power

@bracket-bracket x @thecompetitionshowdowntournament x @ultimate-poll-tournament from tumblr.com

Evan Buckley x Eddie Diaz from 911

With Six Submissions:

Fred Jones x Daphne Blake x Velma Dinkley x Norville “Shaggy” Rogers from Scooby-Doo

Luz Noceda x Amity Blight from The Owl House

Lance x Keith from Voltron: Legendary Defender

With Five Submissions

Marinette Dupain-Cheng[Ladybug] x Adrien Agreste[Chat Noir] from Miraculous Tales of Ladybug and Chat Noir [Miraculous Ladybug]

Kazuki Kurusu x Rei Suwa from Buddy Daddies

With Four Submissions

Jack Harkness x Rose Tyler x The Ninth Doctor from Doctor Who

Link x Zelda from The Legend of Zelda

Eda Clawthorne x Raine Whispers from The Owl House

Phoenix Wright x Miles Edgeworth from Ace Attorney

Hiyori Suzumi x Yujiro Someya x Aizo Shibasaki from Honeyworks

Naruto Uzumaki x Sasuke Uchiha from Naruto

Nomi Marks x Amanita Caplan from Sense8

Mike Wheeler x Will Byers from Stranger Things

Nancy Wheeler x Robin Buckley from Stranger Things

With Three Submissions

Laura Moon x Mad Sweeney from American Gods

Caitlyn Kiramann x Vi from Arcane

Troy Barnes x Abed Nadir from Community

Imogen Temult x Laudna from Critical Role

Edward Nygma x Oswald Cobblepot from Gotham

Will Solace x Nico Di Angelo from Heroes of Olympus

Hikaru Indou x Yoshiki Tsukajinaka from Hikaru ga Shinda Natsu

Will Parry x Lyra Silvertongue from His Dark Materials

Rose Lalonde x Kanaya Maryam from Homestuck

Gon Freecss x Killua Zoldyck from Hunter x Hunter

Dustfinger x Resa from Inkheart

Gimli x Legolas from Lord of the Rings

Merlin x Arthur Pendragon from Merlin

Bakugou Katsuki x Todoroki Shouto from Boku No Hero Academia[My Hero Academia]

Todoroki Touya[Dabi] x Takami Keigo[Hawks] from Boku No Hero Academia[My Hero Academia]

KJ Brandman x Mac Coyle from Paper Girls

Perfuma x Scorpia from She-Ra and the Princesses of Power

Reki Kyan x Langa Hasegawa from Sk8 the Infinity

Korra x Asami from The Legend of Korra

Dream x Hob from The Sandman

Enid Sinclair x Wednesday Addams from Wednesday

Buffy Summers x Spike from Buffy the Vampire Slayer

Caleb Widowgast x Essek Thelyss from Critical Role

Eddie Kaspbrak x Richie Tozier from It

Bugs Bunny x Daffy Duck from Looney Tunes

Magnus Chase x Alex Fierro from Magnus Chase and the Gods of Asgard

Bakugou Katsuki x Kirishima Eijirou from Boku No Hero Academia[My Hero Academia]

Dean Winchester x Castiel from Supernatural

Thats 49 ships guaranteed for entry into the bracket.

That leaves 15 ships to be added. It’s currently Sunday, so I will leave submissions open until Tuesday, April 4th at 11:59pm EST. With the likelihood of needing more ships to qualify, a few preliminary rounds will take place using ships that only have 2 submissions each. Those will commence after submissions have closed.

The ships listed above do not need any more submissions to qualify, so send in propaganda for ships you don’t see!

#so many ships y’all #this took me like 2 hours (I was eating in the middle) to compile and probably organize in my sheets #properly not probably lmao

[calebtealeaf]

Hello ! !

- I'm Caleb ! I use mainly he / they / it , and I'm autistic so the subject of my writing is bound to be added to quickly LMAO ^^

Who I'll write for :

CRIT ROLE ;

( c1 ) Vax , Keyleth , Percy , Vex , Gilmore , Pike , Grog , Scanlan . ( c2 ) Caleb , Molly , Essek , Fjord , Jester , Beau , Yasha , Caduceus , Artagan . ( c3 ) Orym , Will , Dorian , Ashton , Fearne , Imogen , Laudna , Chetney , FCG , Frida . ( there's probably more . )

HORROR ;

( re-animator ) Herbert , Dan , Megan . ( saw ) Lawrence , Adam , Amanda , Lynn , Hoffman , Strahm . ( tcm ) Bubba , Thomas , ChopTop , Nubbins . ( lost boys ) Michael , David . ( collector ) Asa , Arkin . ( scream ) Stu , Billy . ( misc ) Freddy K , Vincent S , Billy Lz , Brahms , Harry W .

GOOD OMENS ;

Aziraphale , Crowley , Gabriel , Beelzebub .

HANNIBAL ;

Hannibal , Will .

BG3 ;

Astarion , Gale , Halsin . ( more to be added . )

Preferred ships !! ( just because I prefer these doesn't mean I won't write others . )

Writing style : 3rd person , will only write x reader if asked , can be multi-chapter OR oneshot .

Extra notes : I'll write headcanons ( i have a habit of making most people trans masc , not sorry , or projecting stims onto them . ) , I lean towards fluff but I'm also not rlly arsed , if I'm asked to write other stuff I probably will . That being said , content wise I'll write what I'm comfy writing , so if something makes me largely uncomfy I just won't write it LMAO .

AND asks / requests r open unless I specifically state otherwise :3

( so sorry for the amt of tags good fucking lord . )

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[loquaciousquark]

4-Sided Dive Highlights - Critical Role C3E19 - E21 (May 3, 2022)

Tonight’s guests: Sam, Liam, Taliesin, and Laura. Liam: “Will the wheels just come off without Marisha here, or...?” Laura: “I feel like it already has.” Tonight’s Tavern Keeper host is Sam Riegel. Based on the teleprompter’s cues, he does a very, very terrible imitation of Fjord’s country accent. Laura, from offscreen: “It’s just FCG! Just do FCG!” Sam: “Yeah, but he’s deeper than me!” Oh gosh, this is off the rails already.

What the Fuck is Up With That? Sam starts the segment showcasing his flipflopped feet. Finally, we get to a question: how has it been to have a fluid group with the loss of Bertrand & Dorian, and the addition of Chetney? Liam says this didn’t feel like home at the start. Laura thought it felt really weird when Bertrand died and they were without Travis for so long. Sam thinks it made it harder to learn everyone’s goals, but he loved Dorian/Robbie both for who he is and what he brought to the dynamic: a kind character, great as a soundboard. Laura brings up that Dorian had a hardcore crush on one of the characters. “I’m pretty sure it was FCG.” Liam brings up that doing the mini-run with Fearne & Dorian in ExU made the rest of the group feel a bit like outsiders for the first few episodes, which was weird. Taliesin really liked it, thought it felt like X-Men.

Segue: Taliesin was way into comics as a kid, and reveals he once had a long conversation with Lenore Riegel, Sam’s mom, about Sam’s childhood. Sam was a Fantastic Four reader and never got into X-Men. Laura reveals she’s never seen Lost Boys, and everyone agrees it’s a very Laura movie.

Ruidus! WTFIUWT? Everyone agrees that Imogen’s dreams are happening on the moon, even though it hasn’t been confirmed in canon yet. Dani notes that Imogen’s mother wasn’t necessarily Ruidus-born, but was at least part of the study for psychic powers (and reminds us the Lumas twins were the ones to rip out the rest of the study’s pages). Orym’s moon tattoos were pure coincidence. Sam: “What do they symbolize? Are they you and your husband?” Laura, incensed: “You were THERE at the TABLE when he explained this!” Sam: “Oh, that’s why I think that.” Liam: “That’s what this show is for, to catch Sam up to speed.” Liam does point out that Travis is a moon-related werewolf. Taliesin is REALLY hoping they’ll go to the moon this campaign. Laura, Liam, and Tal accidentally start stuttering and fall into improv scat; Sam: “I don’t even know what they’re not talking about!” However, Sam remembers that in Legends of Vox Machina, Laudna came back to life under double moons in the animated shot. Tal tells us he reads the lore books Matt puts out as he reviews how Catha & Ruidus move in relation to each other. (Side note: @eponymous-rose, my partner in these recaps, has been talking about Exandria’s crazy moons since Campaign One. Nice to see this coming to fruition!)

The heist! WTFIUWT? Liam forcibly keeps us on topic by praising Matt for constantly varying the tempo of the game, avoiding all combat or all shopping or all heartfelt side conversations. Laura thinks they planned absolutely horribly; the moment when they realized they didn’t even scout the building was devastating. Tal was certain they’d be okay as long as they didn’t split up--except they did so immediately.

Liam talks about how he made Orym to be a “sidecar guy” who’d stick his finger in every electrical socket he came across, but over the course of ExU and then very quickly into C3 he found himself and his mediocre intelligence score (and Imogen) becoming the shop-minders instead of chaos monkeys. Tal tells us that save Imogen, this party is effectively a party of NPCs: Orym is the guy who works for the queen, Ashton is a goon for a villain, FCG is someone’s beast character; Laudna’s a ghost you would encounter. Imogen seems to be the only person with an intense destiny right now, aside from maybe Dorian. Sam could see Matt playing all of their characters as a silly voice. “It’s very X-Men.”

Travis’s invis-o-scouting with Chetney reminds Laura of Vax, in that they both would just disappear without warning and really annoy her. Taliesin talks about Ashton’s personal code & why the violation of the heist’s non-life-threatening rules affected Ashton so much. “If you have a deal, you don’t fuck with it. If you fuck with the deal, new deal and I get to make up what it is. Don’t put your hands on me if I don’t know you.”

They reminisce about heists within the show (all are followed with “that was terrible”), then discuss heist movies. Logan Lucky gets brought up! Excellent movie.

The Tower of Inquiry! Laura pulls a(n apparently quite sticky) block. It’s about preplanned character histories vs. organic adjustment of those histories within the game. Liam loves that you come into the game with a premise, then get to meet the character as it’s played. Examples: Orym really likes pie, discovered during ExU; Laura didn’t plan on a fear of heights for Imogen until the moment Matt was describing it. She herself doesn’t mind heights at all. Taliesin was struggling to find something for Ashton to be punk-y angry about in a world that fundamentally sort of functions well, but he’s now figured it out as of a few episodes ago.

Laura talks about building a character meant to be very uncomfortable in crowds who was then thrust into a heavily urban setting; she’d originally intended Imogen to stay very withdrawn until they left the city, but they stayed in the city so long she knew she had to at least partially get over it and start talking, or they’d be 20 episodes in and no one would know anything about Imogen at all. Laura & Marisha had lots of big discussions about where their characters had met & their travel history; Sam & Tal had one talk, ha. “You were a question asker and I was a not-question. You’re adorable and I want to make sure no one ever fucks with you.” FCG was delighted to finally have their questions answered when they met the rest of the group. Sam also discusses discovering FCG was a flat-earther, ha! “Strict RP decision,” and not because Sam is a troll in real life. Sure, yeah. He also discovered that FCG eats coins as they played--that wasn’t preplanned, as Sam decided he didn’t want to mess with money at all this campaign. He wanted a character who got rewarded mechanically by building relationships (RPing) with other characters, as that would encourage them to discover things about each other quickly.

Deep Dive! Sam thinks FCG has recovered since the glitching in the Shade Mother’s cavern. Sam himself knows the mechanics of how the glitching & recovery works, but FCG does not, so he can’t discuss it without spoilers. Sam also hadn’t really planned how to perform the errors, so the glitching was improv’ed in the moment.

Ashton’s hammer was made from leftover body parts from Ashton’s accident after Milo finished repairing him. Yuck. Prior to the hammer, they just used brass knuckles & whatever was around they could brawl with.

Laura FINALLY KILLS THE FLY that’s been haunting the set and screams directly into the mic. Bless her heart. Laura reveals that Imogen wasn’t born with her powers or the lightning marks on her arms; they both arrived together with the advent of her dreams. Both Laura & Imogen thought that the marks were just growing with the strength of her magic. She was terrified to use her powers at the start because she thought they were making the markings grow; she didn’t realize it might be related to the dreams. Taliesin asks about the purple hair: “Born with, changed to, or conscious choice?” Laura, weakly: “I haven’t decided yet. I just wanted purple hair...”

Liam’s question is about Laudna, and Laura confronts him on his pronunciation of Loud-na vs. Lodd-na. Liam: “I don’t say Loud-na.” Everyone else: “You do! You do all the time!” Liam: “Anyway. What was it like when Laudy made her revelation?” He says it’s like meeting a historical figure, since Orym wasn’t important in Zephrah but spent a lot of time 15 feet away from VM members discussing important events. It’s like carrying around a little piece of plutonium that he’s not sure how to communicate about. Taliesin tells us Percy is just screaming in the back of his head, “like just loud, irritated, British screams.”

Sam discusses how Liam chooses his race and class for every campaign. He wanted to find a different spin from previous clerics & loves diving into worlds he knows nothing about. He’s never gone through therapy himself, so he wanted to explore that here. He got lots of books and spoke to friends in psychiatry and psychology to get a good foundation. It reminds Taliesin of friends who take one psychology credit in college and go a little overboard. Liam thought it was a very improbable combination and knew Sam would come up with something entertaining. Sam originally intended to have FCG curse a LOT as a reflection of his builder, but thought that would be too exhausting (to Taliesin: “No offense.”). Tal remembers him finding the FCG voice over their session zero.

Segue into accents; there are lots of “viral” accents at the table right now, and it’s hard to keep them from creeping in. Everyone (rightfully) raves about Marisha’s accent and character. Taliesin has seen this voice before from theater with her many years ago and says it’s his favorite thing she does. Sam thinks Ashley also played it smart, because hers isn’t an accent, it’s (breathily) “just a way of being” like Marilyn Monroe or a 50′s movie star.

Ashton is a liar to himself and others, and believes he knows people well even when he doesn’t. “It’s worse when you need people and you’re bad at it.” Taliesin loves that there’s someone in the group okay with their pocket being picked, someone he can be a little bit of a dick to.

Laura has no idea who the figure in the storm is. Wild theory: maybe her mom is evil. Maybe it’s evil Imogen. She’s scared of and intrigued by the storm at the same time. The only thing she hammered into her backstory is Imogen’s certainty that if the storm catches her, she will die, and she’s intrigued that this might be changing.

Liam initially wanted to hatch Orym with his familiar friends, but decided to start him in ExU instead. He notes that they’re worse chaos gremlins in that group & had no Imogen to help him keep things grounded. “Dorian sometimes, but Dorian was a chameleon” who would take on other characteristics when he was talking to someone else. It was a different layer added to Orym and it was great.

Unexpected whiskey slaps cameo on this episode of 4SD! Laura smacks the bejeezus out of Liam (who apparently quite enjoys whiskey slaps but hasn’t been able to partake in a long time). “Should I really do it or should I kind of do it?” “75%. I love you.” Oh, my heart.

Question speed round! Initially, FCG never took offense when he was treated badly, but over the episodes with everyone checking in with them constantly, he’s discovered he’s actually not okay with it after all!

Ashton spent at least older-child-to-teenager years at the orphanage.

The ball was very difficult for Imogen because she couldn’t keep her walls up high enough. She’d never been dressed up in her entire life and was excited about that, but so bummed about being shoved in a corner.

Orym was wandering for years because there were no answers for so long; even now their leads are cold, but he’s growing fond of the new party. It’s giving him sharpened purpose. “Some things should just be made right.”

(Side note: they keep calling each other adorable nicknames throughout this, and it delights me: Limi, Mimi, twins, Tally. I’m just so glad they’re friends.)

Sam reviews their question slips. His were immediately shredded/crumpled, Tal’s were folded into origami, Laura’s stayed untouched, and Liam’s are an eclectic mix of mushroom shape, tiny twist, and flat. Fitting.

Tower of Inquiry (Reprise): Sam pulls a brick. Which Muppets would play your character? Fearne: Janet. Ashton: Animal. FCG: Beaker. Orym: Kermit or Robin (Kermit’s nephew). Imogen: Scooter. Chetney: Waldort and Statler (ha!). Laudna: the Count. Dorian: Sam Eagle or Rowlf. Matt: John Denver or Mark Hamill--one of the human guests.

Break: The Dani Barr confessions, a hilarious black-and-white noir spoof with Taliesin and Dani, with Tal talking about his euphoria at Matt’s frustration regarding his constant min-maxing of complicated homebrew subclasses. (Dani’s accent is fabulous.) “I don’t know what a grit point is, nobody does! Campaign Two--sure, he bumped me off before I had the chance to really get into that crazy, high level shit, but that’s okay. I bided my time, and now...Ashton. Rolling on a random table for nearly everything I do, fundamental chaos! That player’s handbook in your clutches won’t help you, because the table you need isn’t there. I hope you printed out a cheat sheet that consumes an entire panel of your GM screen just for me, and my crunchy little homebrew!”

Post-Break Shenanigans: ostensibly Street Fighter V, but Sam derails us immediately with honor rollies and then more questions as Liam and Tal start off with the game. Sam: “I can tell you that if I were watching this show, I wouldn’t give a shit about [the game].” Is that legal to say??

Imogen thinks Chetney is a funny little horndog. She works really hard with Imogen to avoid meta because technically she could be reading everyone’s thoughts at all times. She got the worst superficial thoughts of everyone when she first got her powers, so she blocks it all out. She wants to think better of people, so it’s an active effort to shut it down.

Laura, Ashley, and Marisha went to get their nails done together. Everything was harder with long nails. This is so cute.

Liam casually drops that all of the guests voice characters in this game except Sam. Taliesin actually voices one of the characters on the stream right now. Man, it’s a different world they live in.

Tal wrote more backstory for Ashton than any other character, which shocks Liam. This is also a character who’s never had something good happen to him, and Matt hates characters like that, so he’s unsure if Matt will stay with that or tweak some things.

Orym was a backup character in Campaign One, when Vax was high level but expected to die. (Laura physically blocks Sam’s view of the TV during this, which is pretty funny.) His backstory was set then; Liam had to find a reason for this high-level character to drop out of the sky. However, since Vax survived, he flipped the dynamic and had Keyleth help Orym instead of the other way around, and saved the character for another time.

Liam plays Gill, which is the character he voiced in this game. Dani is apparently “over it” in the background. Sam tells her to come hang out and she joins them. So cute.

Laura had no idea Imogen would have any connection to Ruidus. She just wrote about the storm, and Matt wrote her back and told her the storm would be red. That was all she knew going into the game. She HATES it when he turns the room red. She gets nervous every time they sleep.

Taliesin had to change one thing about Ashton’s background due to too much overlap with Orym’s background. He can’t reveal what it is yet.

Sam wore flipflops because the internet appreciates feet. Also, it was 88 degrees.

Dani declines to ship on camera; she’d rather let the relationships play out naturally without commentary. Oh, Dani, this is such a wise decision and I’m so glad.

And that’s it! Is it Thursday yet? (It is, it is!)

#critical role #talks machina #4 sided dive #4sd #4 sided dive spoilers #critical role spoilers #long post for ts #very long post for ts

[ravendruid]

Prompt Request Guidelines

So you want to send me a prompt, either from one of the many prompt lists or one of your own? Here's what you need to know before sending one:

What I will not write:

Incest;

Rape;

Animal abuse & animal death that is not from old age;

Smut (for now. Suggestive themes are fine);

Stalking/Doxxing;

Abusive relationships and manipulation;

x Reader/self-insert.

I will not write any theme not displayed above if the prompt, content, or sender makes me uncomfortable, or if I'm not in the right mindset for it.

Which CR campaigns do I write for:

Campaign 1 & 2;

Campaign 3, depending on the prompt/pairing;

Exandria Unlimited (any);

The Legend of Vox Machina.

Which romantic pairings am I always excited to write for:

Keyleth/Vax'ildan;

Percival/Vex'ahlia;

Allura/Kima;

Pike/Scanlan;

Essek/Caleb;

Beau/Yasha;

Fjord/Jester;

Orym/Will;

Orym/Dorian;

Imogen/Laudna.

I also take non-romantic pairings/groups, such as friendship (I love Grog & Pike and Caleb & Beau), and family (either found family or blood-related). If you see a romantic prompt that you love but would like to see it done with a platonic pairing/group, do not hesitate to ask! I am always willing to take on a challenge. <3

If you would like me to set a prompt in a specific AU, you can check out the list of my AUs here, or you can send me an AU idea for it!

#mine #writing #don't mind me. just updating some stuff #but also my ask box is open if anyone has prompts

[randoimago]

Could I ask for Keyleth, Imogen, Laudna and Yasha all from critical role comforting a reader with an unstable/unsafe living situation.

Comforting Reader with an Unsafe Living Situation

Fandom: Critical Role

Character(s): Keyleth, Yasha, Laudna, Imogen

Type of Request: Headcanons

Note(s): Here you go!!

Keyleth

It's a good thing there's plenty of place in the Ashari! Or she knows some really nice-ish people in Whitestone that can help!

Honestly doesn't understand how someone can be such an asshole to make you unsafe. What reason do they have to make your life awful? She holds back her ranting because you need comfort, not more harsh words.

Should you need money instead of it being physically bad, well she can find a job for you or help you look! Keyleth would have to ask Vex before she could actually see if you could borrow any.

Imogen

She kind of gets it? Things were definitely tense at her own hometown growing up and she eventually had to leave.

Now if someone is hurting you rather that's emotional, mental, or physical then she'll gladly scare them off. Give her a name, some details, and she'll cast a quick sending to scare the shit out of them.

If it's a money problem then she would look for work around the town with you. Imogen would also give some gold since she has some to spare, but she also thinks it'd be good if you had a skill or something you can use to make money.

Laudna

Oh she knows all about growing up in an unsafe environment. Well it was safe at one point, but that doesn't matter. You're alive and she's going to keep you that way!

Will also be happy to use her witchiness to scare someone that's threatening your safety. Laudna is fun spooky but she'll happily be scary spooky for you.

She also has so much money. Honestly tempted to give you most of it because she doesn't need it but then she remembers that Imogen might need some. She gives you a nice pouch of gold though. Buy yourself something nice!

Yasha

Like hell she's going to let you deal with an unhealthy living situation. She has contacts, give her a bit. She'll find a place you can stay at instead, she'll try to get you a job too. She sucks at talking to people, but her muscles do most of the talking.

Honestly, with how things are going for her, she might hire you to help out around the house. Not quite being a maid or whatever, but keep her company when Beau is busy doing other stuff.

But yeah, she'll gladly be scary to make sure you're safe. She won't kill anyone, but might have to throw a punch.

#critical role x reader #laudna x reader #imogen temult x reader #imogen x reader #yasha nydoorin x reader #yasha x reader #keyleth x reader

[railroad-migraine]

Hey Poet, it's been awhile college's been crazy for me but I'm always so excited to request headcanons from my fav writer! I was wondering if I could request Laudna, Ashton, and Orym where they are at a festival with their normally reserved S/O who once they hear a certain song start gets all giddy and excited and drags their partner out to dance with them. It just seems like such a cute mental image just the music playing with lantern light in the background. These guys just falling deeper and deeper in love with their S/O seeing this more playful side of them. Do the characters join in? Are they good at dancing at all? I just wanted to share the brain rot I have and maybe inspire you. I hope your doing well and having a good day/night.

Good luck with college darling, thank you for supporting my work! ❤️ A very cute scenario indeed <3

~ Poet

Dragged Into a Dance By Their Partner

Ashton 💙

Digs their shoes into the ground in an attempt to stay put where they are when you take them by the elbow and point at the festivities ahead. Ashton isn't really a dancer - he's more of a drink until the music sounds good enough to dance type of guy lol. There's a grimace on his face, glancing at the rest of Bell's Hells in search of judgy looks (especially Chetney with his dirty grin) because this is definitely not their scene, but ultimately decides "fuck this, and fuck you all. I'm gonna have some fun" and runs after you.

It's not elegant when you finally have them in your arms and swaying to the local band performing, but it's fun and easy, lazy spins and stepping on each other's toes - both accidentally and intentionally - and it's perfect all the same. They've relaxed a bit, but insists on only dancing with you and you alone, not comfortable enough to join in a group dance.

Surprisingly okay at slow dancing. It's less about technique and more about just being in the moment, which is what Ashton excels at. Whispers gossip and snarky comments about the party members keeping an eye on you both, peeking at them over your shoulder and flipping them off with a laugh as you playfully scold him.

-

Laudna 💙

The festival's atmosphere is infectious, so lively and hopeful that she's clinging to your arm in pure excitement, pointing out firework displays overhead and craft stalls scattered around. When you approach the town square and begin to hear music, Laudna's grip on you tightens and she pulls you forward.

Soon enough, she's right there in the fray of dancers with you. Smiling with unfiltered joy as she's effortlessly spun from dancer to dancer before returning to sanctuary in your arms. Whenever you meet again, she briefly kisses the apple of your cheek, able to feel her smile against your skin. She lingers longer every time until she can't stand being separated any further.

Knows a little bit of ballroom dancing that might come in handy on the dance floor - a little bit of the foxtrot, a little bit of the waltz. More than happy for you to follow her lead if you're not familiar with the steps, eyes lighting up when you get something right or even stumble a little before trying again. It feels good, normal even, to share this moment with you.

-

Orym 💙

Don't think he doesn't see you begin to bop you head and tap your foot idly while he and you wait in line for some candied fruits. He pretends not to notice, a fond smile growing on his face as he counts his coppers and purchases the treats. After a while, he reminds you that this is a celebration and that you're allowed to go off and have fun.

He's happy to stand watch at the sidelines while you get swept away by the festivities, a little wary of himself being stepped on if he joined you in the group dance. You spin and skip between strangers, laughing as each one holds you gently or is held gently in your own arms, and it's so carefree and fast paced that Orym's smile begins to make his cheeks ache.

Nods and accepts your offered hand when you sidle up to him, and you both try to accommodate the height difference. Depending on the song, he's standing on your toes while you hold hands, or you might just scoop him up to hold him close and sway slowly and softly. His ear is pressed to your chest, your heartbeat just as rhythmic and lovely as the music surrounding you both.

#critical role #critical role x reader #critical role imagines #critical role imagine #critical role headcanon #critical role headcanons #critical role fanfiction #critical role fanfic #ashton greymoore #ashton greymoore x reader #laudna #laudna x reader #orym of the air ashari #orym of the air ashari x reader #critrole #cr #cr3 #cr c3 #campaign 3 #bells hells #bells hells x reader #bell's hells x reader #bell's hells

[demigoddessqueens]

last laudna ask from me before I run out of ideas. Laudna X reader fluff where the reader admits to her that one reason they love her so much is that despite having suffered and endured a lot and despite being someone who would have every right to give in to bitterness and sorrow, she still stays both sweet and kind. Then hugs her and tells her how strong she is, and how proud and inspired they are of her.

Oh all of you’re ideas are great! I love them!

Were you just a friend? It had been so long since Laudna recalled having one, before and after the change in her life. Maybe she didn’t realize her denial has eroded away when you became part of the group.

You never treated her any different, although that could be said for the rest of the group. But you were different. Always going out of your way to check on her, talk to her, build her up, asking her about her previous life, and even getting involved in whatever scenarios she created with Pate and the other dolls.

Then came your hugs and touches. Never hesitant or treating her like she was glass. It was all-encompassing hugs, full of positive emotions and they took her back to a happier time before. She’s told you her life’s story, yet you gasped in surprise all the time and still ran to hug her daily.

Was she truly deserving of all this?

Maybe she didn’t need the grand confession. Not yet at least, but sitting with you here and taking the pieces of love you offered were enough to her.

#critical role #inbox asks #laudna #bell’s hells #laudna x reader #inbox answers #headcanons #Laudna x you #laudna x y/n #inbox open #bell’s hells x y/n #bell’s hells x you #bell’s hells x reader #inbox requests #fanfic #writeblr

[saphirered]

Opening Requests again!

Hello my lovelies! The new school year is starting and I find myself in desperate need of distraction from academical writings.

A couple of weeks ago I passed 500 followers! 🥳 Thank you all for sticking around and joining in! Hope you've been enjoying yourself. In this spirit I'll be opening up my requests again so send in your spicy, fluffy and/or angsty requests!

You can find more elaborate rules and explanations on sending requests as well as my Masterlists here. I won't be taking requests for headcanons. 😢 For some reason I've been struggling so much writing those so I'll be taking a break from headcanons until further notice. I’ll only take requests for 1-3 main characters per request for the same reasons and to keep word counts reasonable as I tend to go for 2-3.5k word count a character request. This way I, if necessary can split in individual parts.

Anyway, send me some requests my way!

-Love, Saph 😘

#critical role x reader #acotar x reader #throne of glass x reader #mighty nein x reader #vox machina x reader #tlovm x reader #bells hells x reader #azriel x reader #rhysand x reader #eris vanserra x reader #helion x reader #cassian x reader #caleb widogast x reader #essek thelyss x reader #mollymauk x reader #lucien x reader #dorian storm x reader #laudna x reader #percy de rolo x reader #vax’ildan x reader #imogen temult x reader #gavriel x reader #rowan whitethorn x reader #fenrys x reader #lorcan salvaterre x reader

[kyndaris]

Oh! Bento, My Bento!

After a slew of interactions with less than stellar individuals on Hinge, I started to despair whether or not dating was for me and if I ought to put an end to this strange experiment of mine to find a significant other. In fact, after having someone just talk at me about how great Japanese light novels were in comparison to 'western literature,' I changed my dating preferences to women only.

Why, you may ask?

Well, I was exhausted by men. And two, because for a while I've been questioning whether or not if I wanted a man in my life.

Confession time.

During high school and even at university, I never had crushes on anyone. In Year 8, I was told that another classmate might have had a crush on me, but while I tried to suss out their interest because I was flattered by the fact (although I thought I was toad in terms of the looks department - and I honestly still think I am), I never did get a proper read of his interests and began to doubt the claims made by my friends.

In fact, for a lot of my life, I've been told by others whether or not I've 'crushed' on others. But when I try to explore my own feelings on the matter, I've not thought of them as romantic. In fact, romance is a thing I've struggled to understand.

How DO you know if you like someone in that way? I've certainly never wanted to jump anyone's bones and the mere thought of engaging in those acts turns me off.

It's why I've often wondered if I was asexual. After watching a video where a YouTuber explained their own personal experience, I'm starting to think I truly do sit on that asexual spectrum.

But men, women or anything in between, that hasn't precluded me from romancing fictional characters. And in fact, I've enjoyed my time with many a great digital construct be that Garrus Vakkarian or Riku or Morrigan. Then, of course, there's the fact that I ship any and all types of relationships although some of my favourites in recent history has been Imogen Temult x Laudna, Catra x Adora, Kaz xInej, Arenza x Grey and Tifa Lockhart x Cloud Strife (although, I wouldn't mind Tifa and Aerith somehow becoming a pair in Remake). Of course, I also read some very questionable ships like Jacob Seed x Female Deputy...so take what I enjoy reading with a grain of salt - particularly if it has anything to do with AO3. There's a lot of messed up stuff on there.

So, don't read it!

You've been warned, dear readers.

Still, it was the trip that I went on in March this year that solidified that perhaps my interests were a little bit fruity. Despite the fact that the woman was married, there was something magnetic about her personality and I wanted to be around her. Sure, I wasn't going to immediately jump her bones but I did want to know as much as I could about her.

And when I think about a few of the interactions in the past, it's been the same. I might not have admitted it to myself but during a trip to China camp back in 2008, there was another girl that I really wanted to get to know better. It was somewhat disappointing to know that she was also popular with the boys too, but a part of me wished that we would be best friends.

Did it mean I wanted to be romantically entangled with her?

Who knows. I was unsure of my actual feelings at the time though I knew there was a strange sort of obsession on my part to be a really good friend to them.

But the wider implications passed me by.

I didn't know if that made me gay or not. In fact, I never truly pondered that question properly until now. Especially when in high school, a friend pretended (or at least I thought they were pretending) to be overly amorous with me and I never felt inclined to return it.

Heterosexuality had always defined my understanding of romance and I never much challenged it until more recently.

In any case, back to my dating!

Before I was unceremoniously kidnapped by a group of my friends for an impromptu road trip down to Canberra for Oz Comic-Con (and thereby proving White Coat correct that maybe I do go to a lot of conventions), I met up with another hopeful at a small cafe in Chippendale called Something for Jess before we toured the Oh!Bento exhibit at the Japanese Foundation.

This man, from a purely objective standpoint, was probably one of the better candidates that I'd met. Dikotter (my code name for him) had a good job as a software engineer, was always intent on self-improvement and had his own interests that didn't become his entire personality. There was a maturity to Dikotter that I appreciated and found common ground with - especially when it came to our discussions after we toured the Oh! Bento exhibit and Fortress and were sitting at a dessert bar for nigh on two hours.

Dikotter was a man that didn't just talk at me about his latest hyperfixation or how strange it was that he had such 'normie' work colleagues that didn't understand video games. Rather, he was much more introspective and was able to provide more thought-provoking questions than I'd expected.

In fact, I probably came off as the less intelligent of the pair of us as he asked what I might do if I had access to a billion dollars.

He also respected that I didn't feel comfortable talking about my job and we somehow ended up on a semi-serious conversation about dictators and the echoes of current China with Mao Zedong's Cultural Revolution.

Hence the codename.

We had both read Frank Dikotter's work on modern Chinese history. And that's not something I ever thought I would share with anyone I've met on any of my dates. Most of the time, I've had the same discourse on favourite video games as men try to think of something interesting to talk about without realising how quickly they limit themselves by making these things the dominant subject.

So, yes, meeting a fellow intellectual and one that knew how to dress well (or at least not in an unironed shirt and cargo pants) and was good at making conversation/ a lively debate on the pitfalls of socialism/ communism was something I most definitely appreciated even though I wasn't sure if we had any romantic chemistry.

Does this mean there might be hope for Dikotter? Maybe.

As yet, I'm still unsure where I swing when it comes to pursuing a relationship. Do I actually fancy the fairer sex? I, honestly, don't know. But I'm also hesitant to commit to Dikotter in saying that we'd be endgame.

A part of that may come from my ambivalence in terms of romantic relationships but I think that if we do become friends, it will definitely be a much more interesting partnership than I've known with most except on the odd occasion when I chat with individuals much older than I am and who have a wealth of life experience to draw on for their thoughts and opinions.

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[brenbrennn]

♡ ·˚꒰𝐓𝐡𝐞𝐲 𝐝𝐨𝐧𝐭 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞 𝐈 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮˚ˑ༄

{❥} Pairing: Dorian Storm x (gender-neutral!!) reader , Orym of the Air Ashari x (gender-neutral!!) reader {❥} Summary: The night of the ball was hectic if you wanted to sum it down in the best.. condensed way. With your group's go-to job finished, the night really had only begun. What rips you out of your haze of adrenaline was one of your closest friends breaking off from the group. Dorian announces his leave and you can't help but feel your walls breaking. Finally, as you were getting now just used to this group, your friend was embarking off. Somehow, some way the warm and affirming holding of hands by your klepto faun companion Fearne can not reel you out of the sudden pit in your chest. Taking a deep breath in, something clicks at the worst time possible.

{❥} Authors Note: Sooo uh life update, my water is all fucked up! Literally, there's a blockage by my kitchen sink (I tink) .. so that's fun. I decided to celebrate me finally getting up to episode 14 of 𝓱𝓮𝓵𝓵𝓼 𝓸𝓯 𝓫𝓮𝓵𝓵𝓼 by writing this. We'll forever miss you Dorian<3 , love that air genasi sm. Alsoooo - this is a rewrite of an earlier blurb!! Right here is the link to it if you'd like to read the original piece.

{❥} CWS (Content Warnings): I really dont think there is any sort of warnings for this (ONE is that its semi proofread so there may be spelling mistakes) ... except the fact that it may be spoilers for episode 14 of Bell's Hells? This is just a small one for anyone who isn't totally caught like... me LOL. But uh yeah - other than that I think that's really it! If there's anymore I should add to the warnings, please let me know. _________ ׂׂૢ་༘࿐ ・ Your group's job for Eshteross was at first.. simple. Easy he said! , this would help your group keep a constant tracker on a madman! Though if you were going to be entirely honest, this job was never going to be easy. None of you really could expect how the night would take a hard turn. ・ The entire mission was its whole win and disaster all in one, and it didn't help that the guard clearly knew of you and your group's physical descriptions and so on. But for now, that wasn't the main focus, what WAS the main focus was getting back to Eshteross manor.

・ As you all regrouped back at the home of Ariks Eshteross, the air was pretty stale. Ashton had their shit absolutely kicked in, again - the guard had somewhat knowledge of the descriptions of the "Bells Hellions", coming to the conclusion that every one of you was entirely worn out.

・ The air relaxes a bit as Dorian shows off his now less invisible brother. The poor guy had one hell of a night, and even with his mistakes before he clearly meant no harm. Your eyes glanced over as you saw Dorian tense at the mention of the Green Seekers trying to put the blame for the tower robbery on Cyrus. Letting out a weak but frustrated - "They think he's me."

・ Cyrus explains himself a little bit more, talking about how he was mostly in the dark with all of Emoths business. Eshteross snaps his cane down to the hardwood floor grounding and brings up a solution. Smuggiling Cyrus out of the area, at least out of Marquet with the use of his skyship. ・ As He brings up how the Green Seekers, Paragons Call, and all of the.. less friendly aquatics would be looking for a specific look of a person. Laudna immediately catches on as you as well notice the large and stoic half-orcs eyes somewhat narrow at Dorian. With Laudna pointing this out you, Fearne, and Orym speak up. -> "Yeah! I don't think we should be jumping the gun with Cyru-"

・ Eshteross .. sadly brings up another good enough point. Even though Cyrus didn't look like someone with any true cruel intentions, he even admitted he wasn't good at the whole art of crimeing. Eshteross began to somewhat poke at him with the fact that Cyrus couldn't possibly figure out a way to get out of Jrusar, especially on his own. Even keep a low profile at that. ・ Dorian replies out of the blue, saying he would join in with the smuggling of both him and his brother out of the city. Everyone tries to bring up a hypothetical solution. Ranging from changing appearances to paying off Cyrus's frustrating bounty, even to gaining new identities (courtesy of you.) But by the somber air Genasi's look, he had clearly made up his decision.

・ Eshteross commends you and your group, saying that you all in the end succeeded. Commenting about the fact that your group was one of a kind by his judgment with your group's drive to survive. Leaving you all to go deal with the paperwork, you all talked out your differences about this new decision. ・ For you, you couldn't help but feel like your heart was crinkling up like a worn piece of parchment. Dorian leaving?? , what the fuck?? It wasn't like you didn't understand why he was leaving. Family comes first before everything. He didn't even stop to mention that your group was like family. But something was tugging at you , why of all of the days did this had to happen? Why the fuck couldn't you be more upfront? ・ Ever since your adventures started with originally the Crowns Keepers, you always had a sort of admiration for Dorian. Even if he could be a little bit of a clutz, he had that eloquence to him. He may be a little bit awkward but he paid up for that in his caring remarks. One way or another always looking for ways to brighten up a crowd or bring any sort of form of performance into the mix. That was only just the start of your rabbit hole. ・ Before you always pushed off telling him about it, talking about how one day you'll lose track of each other and forget about one another. But Dorian was nothing close to forgettable. Your mind tricked you, and you immediately fell head over heels for the charming air genasi. Fearne could see you slowly start to spiral, inching her hand closer to yours as a way to calm you. ・ You gave her a look of hurt, she shared that same resemblance. Your eyes were filled with a sort of betrayal but one not of a softer blow. This was for the best, and Cyrus was of his flesh and blood. But you couldn't really just blurt out an "I LOVE YOU!" in the middle of your and your friend's pity circle. Besides that, you couldn't really just leave.

・ You couldn't lie to yourself, you did miss your friends from before. Dariax and his loveable air-head personality, Opal and her sporadic but thrilling move of action. Fy'rai of course with her leader, headstrong demeanor. Those were your people but now... Bells Hells are as well. You had fallen for all of their quirks and downsides, seeing that there was (similar to Eshteross) something valuable within this group. ・ Not to mention that Orym and Fearne were still staying, those two were basically your ride or die. You counted all your friends as that, but at a point in time it was just you and your spoon huddle. Now with one of you leaving, it hurt just a little bit. You felt Fearne gently graze your knuckles with her decrepit hand, giving you a pitiful smile. She very much could feel how this was a hard time for you, especially Orym.

・ Not too long ago you could tell the halfling shared your similar thoughts on Dorian. Honestly, who wouldn't be so in love with this gracious being! In a way you wanted to push Orym to say something, but you could tell he had some baggage in the feelings department. Though he could also pretty much tell what was wrong with you by that continuous stare you had.

・ Though in regular Dorian fashion, you all gathered around for a somewhat more upbeat round of wine. Sitting with one another and toasting to your newfound group along for toasting some more for a safe passage, no one really left out dealing sass (well deserved) to Cyrus. He may have no real malicious intent in his body, he was also... a little bit dumb, but hey- for some that's attractive.

・ You all share drinks, stories, and some sort of combination of laughter and bitter-sweet words with one another. Your closing off a certain chapter with the way a majority of you met, it was a touching sight to see. Even if Cyrus was keeping more to himself with this environment, he'd put in his input which made you smile in a sort of warmness that could only be defined as friendly. Your spoon formation lamented over the fact that it would be one less spoon in the mix. ・ With songs sung and the sharing of some aggressive Pate and Bertrand plushie smooches, it was time for Dorian to leave. Though you and the others didn't stop at mentioning to Dorian to call through the sending stone if needed. Making sure to drive home yours and Orym's words that Dorian was farthest from a burden and that all of the evidence they needed was clear to everyone. ・ As Dorian starts to make his way out with Cyrus, and Eshteross leading them to the now pulled-up carriage, you stop him for just a moment for one more final ... "tah tah" for now. You remembered a certain sun brooch that always rested on your person and unclasped it off of you. Dorian gave you an interested look before noticing you putting it on him, you took a deep breath in. Your voice was shaking and your eyes were watery as can be. "Dont you ever fucking forget you have allies with us, you hear me?" You say while trying to sound as serious as you can without breaking down into a mess of tears. He chuckled at this, looking at you with a compassionate glance. "I could never forget about my family here, not any last one of you. I could never lie about how you all mean to me, especially you." He says, the last part a little more hushed.

・ You couldn't help but smile, even if a little cracked, and gently grace your hands over the now pinned brooch. He gave you one final smile as well and gently placed a kiss on your cheek before sharing with you a quick but firm hug. You walked back to the others as you watched Dorian walk out with Cyrus and head right over to the carriage.

・ Testing out the sending stone was Fearne, acting like a frantic mother, until Orym took it away trying to quell her nerves, your face couldn't help but keep on smiling. You knew Dorian was always a person of keeping promises, and by how random the act of fate was your paths would always cross sometime soon. At least that's what you hoped but time would only tell.

・ You all watched them ride off, as well as catching a look at some thieving child stealing the once floating wooden airship. That was those interrupted as Eshteross closed the front doors of the manor, taking a turn back to everyone else. You all were a little skeptical if Eshteross was a little mad, but surprisingly (the dwindling adrenaline playing with your worries) he wasn't at all.

・ He decided to do the reassurance, by reminding you all about how you were his problem solvers of that night. Even if your ways were somewhat a little bit messy, your group got shit done. Though he had a point, everyone was worn out and pretty fucking tired, it was time to head to bed.

・ Which is what you all did as Eshteross gave each and every one of you rooms to sleep in for the night. You couldn't help but take some time to pace around anxiously, what if something happens on the way to Emon, what if they- until your walking stops by the sudden rhythmic knock. Walking up to the door.. it was Orym. You had decided to take your own room to cool down so this was a surprise.

・ This all led to a long and winded talk, away from all of the others. The main subject? , was, of course, Dorian. No bad words were shared, though Orym bared his soul to you about what he was feeling about the sudden departure. You did the same and a new , pure respect was seemingly gained between the two of you. Maybe being in the same boat wasn't so bad. ・ You bidded him a "goodnight" and watched as he headed back to his and Fearnes shared room. You let out a content sigh before turning back to your mostly dusty bed, but that was the least of your worries. All you wanted to do was wrangle your frantic thought process to hold and get some well-deserved rest, maybe even rest up old wounds when you're at it.

・ Turning over to the nearest wall, focusing in on it, you finally let sleep take over you and your mind. Your last thoughts were on Dorian and what work would be approached about the next day, then again all you needed to do was play the waiting game as is. Though you wouldn't hate that, with those final thoughts you finally let sleep FULLY consume your consciousness. Tomorrow was going to be good, you just knew it.

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