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hymn-of-muse · 1 year

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With Your Permission

A Percy De Rolo x Reader, Featuring Vax'ildan as your brother!

requested by the amazing @syth-de-rolo

"It'll be fine." Taking a deep breath, Percy did his best to convince himself things would go well, keeping his composure. But in truth, he was a nervous wreck.

It was super simple, it should be easy, he went over what he'd say a million times, but still he was almost sure it wouldnt go how he'd thought.

Standing outside Vax'ildan's room, he took one more deep breath, raising his hand and lightly knocking on the door. At this point it was clear to the party how much you and percy loved each other, even more so obvious to your brother, who'd already opened the door before percy could even finish knocking.

"Ah-Hello four eyes, did you need something?" he asked, chuckling a bit at the fact that they surprised each other.

"yes-" percy cleared his throat and adjusted his glasses, a bit out of nervous habit at this point. "i wanted to ask you something, its a bit important, if you dont mind me taking up a bit of your time."

Vax's eyes shifted past percy, over his shoulder towards...Keyleth's room, before he shrugged and stepped aside with a nod to let percy inside. "alright then, freddy, what is it?" he asked, still using nicknames.

"well..." percy started, stepping into vax's room and going over the question in his head once more as the door shut behind him. "you see...I'm thinking of asking (name) to marry me-"

a noise came from vax, almost like he had nearly just choked on air. "wait wait, youre what?" he asked, a bit surprised by the sudden announcement of percy planning to propose to his sibling. "dont you think vex would be better to speak to for advice on things like that?"

"well no, you two are closer. and its not exactly advice im looking for. Vax'ildan, I'm asking for your blessing to marry them." Percy clarified, already feeling embarrassment rise up as his face got a little pink. "if its alright...With your permission-" he tried to reiterate or rephrase what he said but stumbled over his words.

"I got it Percy." Vax stopped him. "I honestly should have expected that to come from you, but you still managed to catch me off guard." he chuckled.

vax making the moment a bit more light hearted somehow did not ease percy's anxiousness over things. "right well...i just wanted to be sure everything was alright with you, seeing as youre siblings and very close at that, and i value your opinion." he started rambling again.

"Percival." Vax stopped him again. "You don't need my permission to marry my sibling, you both make each other very happy, they love you, anyone with eyes can see that. So of course i'm alright with it, my friend and my sibling getting married is more than fine by me."

Percy let out a breath he hadn't realized he'd been holding this whole time. "thank you."

"of course." he placed a hand on percy's shoulder, his face going from a smile to a more serious look that immediately brought back percy's nervousness. "but know that if you hurt them, de rolo, i will hunt you down and make your life hell." like a flip of a switch vax's smile was back. "not that you'll need to worry about that, you make them very happy, i'm sure they'll be overjoyed at your proposal."

"you really think so? I'm not even sure they'll say yes." percy admitted, ignoring the threat he just got from Vax a mere second ago.

"Well I am, i know they love you. especially with all those looks you both keep giving each other when you think none of us are looking." he teased, nudging percy's arm with his shoulder, successfully embarrassing the gunslinger.

"yes we...thank you Vax'ildan." percy gave a small smile. "I'll stop taking up your time and let you get back to trying to sneak into Keyleth's room." he teased back as he headed out, leaving vax-who thought he was being smooth-flustered and stammering to try and come up with an excuse.

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its-percival-not-percy · 5 years

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Whumptober Day III

This is also the first time I have ever written in this fandom, let me know if it should be the last time. I am not a native english person, so I apologize for all mistakes, they are mine. Sorry. I still dont have a betareader, but i love critical role. I am @loves-already-won on main. He was drowning in freezing water again, he was so sure of it, like he did before when he escaped from Whitestone. - Percy is sick.

Percy did not remember everything. He remembered getting up one morning, but time was practically nonexistent now, so he was not sure when it was. He also remembered being led back to bed by someone. Someone he loved. There was not much after that, at least not much that would make any sense to him. It was too warm, everything burned around him, the same moment as he felt himself freezing again, freezing and even worse, drowning, and then there was something in his mouth and then he couldn't breathe again, water, water making him drown.

He was drowning in freezing water again, he was so sure of it, like he did before when he escaped from Whitestone.

Drowning. Freezing. Burning.

“Please… please no-”

Percival was not a man to beg. He would rather chew off his tongue, but he was back, back in the cell down, deep down the castle he called home, home to his family, his parents, his siblings. He woke up in the dungeons again, chained to the cold floor and he couldn’t move. He tried to breathe but Ripley was there, he could hear her voice and he could not keep himself from begging her to stop. He saw her with Cassandra, he saw Cassandras still form in the snow, so small, his sister, his younger sister, who freed him, and she died, her blood the only warmth in the cold snow. The scene kept changing too fast after that. He begged Ripley to stop.

To stop.

But she cuts his lungs open, he still felt it, she asked questions but he doesn’t know, he doesn’t know what she wants and she kept hurting him.

And he can’t keep himself from screaming.

Vex must have fallen asleep in her chair more than just mere minutes ago. She felt it in the way her neck cracked when she moved her head, one look to see no change, Percy still laying in his bed, not moving apart from silent whimpers that escape his lips from time to time. She stood up, moved to loosen her muscles, keeping her eyes on the still white-haired form under the blankets. She was not the only worried one - Keyleth sat here before her, and Vax would be here taking it from her, no doubt bullying her into getting real sleep. They worried since yesterday morning, when Percy appeared for breakfast, white as a sheet, not eating more than a bit of bread and buried himself in his workshop after that, where Vex found him asleep hours later, dragging him off to bed with minimal effort. But he only seemed slightly feverish, having caught, nothing more he convinced them, but as time passed by it became worse, fever holding him in a tight grip, his nightmares causing him so scream. When she took over from Keyleth he was talking in celestial, breath hitching until a coughing fit caught him that made him pass out afterwards.

And now it was night, she could see the moon from the window if she payed it any attention, but she didn’t. She sat down on the bed, dipping a cloth in water and wiping Percy face clean from a mixture of tears and sweat. The other bowl next to the bed was blissfully empty after he vomited up what seemed like everything he had eaten in the last days. The healing spell hadn’t taken any effect, neither did the potion they forced him to drink when he first started to become delirious. And delirious he was. Talking in his sleep, screaming, but mostly just mumbling in all his languages, talking to people, to family who were not there. Not anymore.

“Please, no, stop, I-” He turned his head away from the cold, a violent shiver running through his body.

“Shh… Percy, Percival, you’re home. You’re okay. It’s okay…” She put the cloth away. Of course she knew of his nightmares, they all did, for as much time as they now traveled together it would have been impossible to keep it a secret. They knew. They grew so close over the last months. They became a family of choice.

She liked to think about that, sometimes. About how they all found each other, finding a new family in the process after losing one. Vex of course had Vax, but they were the only ones left. Percy seemed to be the last one of his. Grog had been left to die alone. Scanlan, Pike, Keyleth, they all had needed this. But it was foolish to pretend that everything was fine just because they were close - they all had their own darkness. Percy still thought himself to be less valuable than the others. It had gotten better over time, but she could still feel it breaking through. She wanted to punch him for not telling them that he wasn’t feeling well sooner, wanted to punch herself for not being more suspicious that morning, even if her rational part told her, that it was already too late then. When had it started? What was this illness? Why was it so bad?

She put a gentle hand on his burning forehead, stroking away a few strands of hair plastered there. He whimpered again, a sound so unusual for him.

“No- not- not you, no-” She bit her lip and adjusted the blankets, just so he was comfortable, the only thing she could do at this moment. He was shivering again, she noticed, before she turned her attention back to his face. His flickering eyes, as if he was struggling to open them. She wasn’t sure if she wanted him to wake up like this, when there was no doubt he would be confused, wouldn’t be able to tell dream from reality at this moment. He had lashed out earlier, fighting against the grip of both Keyleth and Vax, surprisingly strong for his condition, before he went completely limp. There was no sign of him returning to consciousness since then, and Pike thought that worrysome, Vex had seen it in her face.

But there it was, a quiet moan and his eyes were open. Glassy, wet, staring at her. He mumbled something she couldn’t understand, one time, another, louder now, enough for her ears to pick it up. At least he wasn’t talking celestial this time, like he did before.

“I don’t know, I don’t know what you want… I don’t… I don’t know…” His voice was weak, tired. He seemed so confused it broke her heart, but she was grateful he seemed lucid enough not to lash out.

“Percy, it’s okay. It’s Vex, nobody’s going to hurt you, darling. It’s okay, you hear me? It’s okay… You’re delirious, you’re seeing things that are not there. It’s just the fever playing tricks with you, you’re safe, you’re with me.”

“No, you’re dead, you… you died, I saw you, she-” Vex managed a sad smile and took one of his shaking hands in hers, bringing it up to her lips to press a gentle kiss on his knuckles.

“I’m fine. Everybody’s fine, and you will be, you’re very sick.”

“You’re… Where…” He turned his head to the side, then back, looking at her again with that confused, hurt look on his face.

“What did I do…” He starts but can’t get there when he starts coughing again, violently this time, gagging at his own breaths as she gently turns him to the side to help him, stroking his back. There is nothing but a bit of water coming out of his mouth, no blood, thankfully. The way he coughed she was scared to have him cough up blood. It took minutes of coughing, harsh breathing and gasping for air until she gently wiped his face again, placing the cloth on his forehead even when he tried to turn away. The small movement had taken too much out of him, and she could feel him burning under her fingers.

“Nothing wrong, we’re home, Percy. We’re home, darling. Keyleth was here, Vax will come over any minute now. Scanlan talked about soup, but I don’t know if you should drink it, when he manages to get it together. Pike tried to heal you up, but whatever you caught, magic couldn’t cure it. So we’re here with you, and you don’t have to worry, we’re taking care of you, okay?” No answer, even though his eyes were still open and he looked at her.

“Vex?” His voice was calmer now, his breathing more even, even if she could still hear it, hear the way he struggled.

“Yes, yes it’s me.”

“Good… That is good…”

She didn’t let go of his hand for the rest of the night.

“Percy, can you open your eyes for me? Just a moment, please?”

It was warm. He was not freezing anymore, there was no water to drown him. No snow. It wasn’t cold, also not hot. Just… soft. He felt like he was floating. The voice was nice, actually quite nice, and he really wanted to keep floating for a few more minutes, rubbing his nose on soft sheets and dream of a room full of clocks, but he heard the voice and he wouldn’t be much of a gentleman to ignore it, he thought, so he obeyed.

It’s harder than he thought it should be, blinking heavy eyelids open, shutting them again when there is too much light, it’s too bright, trying again a moment later. Names come to him, he blinks at them tiredly, Pike, Vax’ildan, Pikes hand on his chest, Vax’s arms crossed, a frown on his face, not looking at him but at Pike. He vaguely remembered Vex, Vex being here with him, but his mind was foggy. Too foggy to remember. Voices, again.

“I called you when it felt like his fever was breaking, what do you think?” A male voice, also, nice. Voices floating around him, as he continued to float, letting his eyes fall close again. It’s okay. I’m home.

Thank you for reading ^^ Maty

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lokbobpop · 3 years

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go or come after (a person or thing proceeding ahead); move or travel behind. come after in time or order.

Middle English folwen, from Old English folgian, fylgian, fylgan "to accompany (especially as a disciple), move in the same direction as; follow after, pursue, move behind in the same direction," also "obey (a rule or law), conform to, act in accordance with; apply oneself to (a practice, trade, or calling)," from ...

Follow fol low foll ow f ollow wollof

Writing the word follow

I will follow him wherever he goes the lyric of a song 50s/60s time lol I played it the other day.

Reading follow

To follow like a group is the group you follow ok ? Funny ho this comes up when i see follow reads wolf backwards hey are we following the wolf the lier the cheat who do we follow in another i do follow desteni but its a guideline i need ot follow my own intuition as well what is best for me but yes 99 percent i follow Desteni really im building up my own follow of myself its cool its confidence within me that what that is confidence.

To follow the wrong people like these crazy nutty religious people who predict the end of the world and they all commit suicide it happens they do it hole family’s fucking nuts or what. But my husband and most people fear this so everything that is unknown is see in this way desteni is down as a cult so it eckhart tolle ffs now come on really

Whe you are driving and following someone and you fear you might lose them so you keep up and drive fast all the time.

I see it actually hard to follow anything really what is right and wrong the elite have manipulated things so much.

People follow groups for music or artists or writers like eckhart tolle we follow things its in a our nature because we are so unsure of ourselves we think we dont know why would we follow religious gods otherwise we wouldnt we would see we dont need to follow another we just need to follow whats within us all we are all god and very powerful we just done know this who know what i might of been capable of eons ago i might of had some very special talents so why follow another why i see to follow myself with guidance to be a better person and not in mind.

Thought of when i follow someone when walking and i cant keep up like i walk slowi feel and when we walk up hills with people i left behind i so slow it take it out of me i think my thyroid has most to do with this and the lack of energy to do anything like now with all this weight i have put on and feeling tired all the time.

Saying follow

When your told to follow art school those in front of you follow the queue i sort of felt like i dont want to i dont know where they are going what are we going but then again i wouldnt of not followed id already lost all confidence within myself so it was i want to but dont want to follow i feel.

Following fashion yes i have sort of but mostly just warn what i liked and what i thought suited me.

Instantagram people follow people in insta and they make millions of dollars i it doing the strangest things yes my money god has thought about this.

Follow blindly comes up when you follow something without investigation you let others have control your control who do you follow who controls you ask yourself do you control yourself or not ? I think why o dont take the vax is control i dotn want to be controlled by another. What controls me ???fear still has a grip with lack of confidence thoughts i dont know enough can control me my mind is still hanging in there by a thread of controlling me lol but i control me i think no it my weight at the moment and for some times i think being locked up for 4 weeks

People who follow me comes up not that anyone actually does lol but what if they did follow me id want to be completely clear if they do fro sure i would have ot be clean within me.

Whats to follow covid is it aliens next lol no i don’t believe we have aliens but what is next what will follow does come up within me what are the powers that be going to do next.

Does this definition support me no as im not completely following myself yet im in process of following me to be clear me to be sound of me to be confident me.

Follow hollow

My inner light my beingness is who i am im guided by me only be i take info that only supports me and has been lived by others and proved to be right for me and all people on this earth.

I will use this word to support me to follow the inner knowing of whats right for me i know what best and i want to help other know whats best for them to follow themselves to know what oils them within themselves and what os the mind.

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lokbobpop · 3 years

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Drug

The word Drug, taken from French word Drogue which means Dry Herb, strongly suggests that earliest drugs were taken out from plant sources. Earliest people used to treat diseases by some unconventional methods, using plants, animal products and minerals, of them plants were given priority

Drug d rug dru g

Writing drug

I dont take drugs but i did take drugs mostly hash smoking I remember being wiped out in Thailand with drugs id had my first smoke at 13/14 around then it did nothing then when i we met people who smoked we smoked loads then whe i traveled i did.

But three times in my life i took lsd once at 17 ish a friend gave it to my to try and it freaked me out god only know then what i took it on my wedding day it was pretty good though lots of laugh stayed up all nigh no tripping which was great and then another time down at

Also took ecstasy once or twice

Reading drug

Drug stores how they are called in the states where you get your drugs we call medication

Drugs to me it the kind only that are illegal not the drugs you get from your doctor they are just meds

Whe you see drug addicts looking like hell and cant go long without a hit of drugs and i thought my upbringing was bad imagine what there’s was like to be like this to have to do this how did this happen what happen to them as children not being about to cope with there mind ot the point drugs rule them very few seem to come round many die

I guy i was friend with took drugs down wan chai and died down a back ally knobby Robbie why of why did he do that i dont know.

The pharmas th beige pharma that are killing us just this moment my daughter said she has ot have the vax for collage im gutted why did she have to have it i dont want her to have it its fucking experimental it not safe but she ok with it.

I hate drugs i hate the way the gov are making us take these drugs how we are all in so much fear and are angry to those who dont take these drugs why are they doing this with the chance of 0.003 % of dying what the fuck its not right.

Im in a state rigth now about drugs with my daughter having to have it im so angry a the powers that be are doing htis to us do more control.

Thoughts of covid saying its ok nothing to worry about you aren scared are you like what the fuck why did they say that when we already know they want to get us all vaxed with there nano technology

Fear of drugs fear my children will take drugs

Saying drug

To be drugged like that date rape drug fear of this happening to me when i was younger seeing all men a potential threats in doing this to me

How when you are drugged you are numbed your lose something you have not the control that you had even with drinking you cant do what you did before you are like lost i yourself even more than you were before why do we do this why do we num ourselves why? Our minds haunt us so much we need to get out of the mind and this is whys to do it so we dont have ot face the mind not to listen to get a high escape how it goes away not face the mind for a moment.

Im anti drugs yes even though i took drugs i am anti drugs i dont want my girls to become dependent on drugs.

Hatred for those in power pushing these drugs this nano technology i hope your review give you hell when you die you are not equal to me or are you as i am just a being also like you would i do this yes sure i like to thing i wouldnt but would i vaccinate a flock of chickens so they wouldnt get ill yes would i care and side affects no i wouldnt care or even think so why isnt the chicken equal to a person as all is equal.

When you see in hte movies they drug someone to knock them out

Drugs are a massive problem with our young it ruins there lives

People who get caught smuggling drugs

Love is a drug they say

Does this definition support me no no so much fear like now what will happen to my leilani if she has this drug people being addicted to drugs with no hope of every changing them selves

Drug hugs

Drug

Mediation to support the body

I will use this word to support myself when i need drugs/medication for those that dont support the body are the people that have had a far worse childhood than i would ever of had and they need this taken into consideration of who they have become they need to see like me that you aren’t that kid now you are an adult this doesn’t not need to affect you right now.

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