#the wake of vox machina

[tatzelwyrm]

The logistics of dragon slaying.

#the legend of vox machina #tlovm #percival de rolo #percy de rolo #grog strongjaw #zanror #tlovm spoilers #i couldn't find a gifset that included 'we gotta wake up at dawn???? #so i had to make this

[ladykeyleth]

You merely need to visualize the tree.

#criticalroleedit #critteredit #tlovmedit #critical role #the legend of vox machina #keyleth of the air ashari #mgifs #every day Keyleth wakes up

[belphegor1982]

One of these days I'm going to take the "Percy (mistakenly) low-key always thinks he's the only adult in the room" trope to its logical (ish) conclusion and throw the guy a Liam's Quest-shaped curveball. Like, the younger they are the older (ie. teenager) they become and vice versa. Congrats, my guy, all your teammates are kids/teens, you officially are the only adult in the room - now what? You get insights about each other, that's what

...but maybe not at 1:25 AM. Bed's calling.

#critical role #vox machina #sometimes I write #tempted to write it for #the legend of vox machina #more than the stream canon #vex and vax just escaped from syngorn are half feral with mistrust and don't even have trinket yet #keyleth is an adorably awkward gangly teen dealing with her looming aramenté #grog is leaner and his voice is squeaky but still he's grog and will protect his little buddy at All Costs #pike a tiny black-haired force of chaos and kindness and will protect her new big brother at All Costs #(what else is new :D) #scanlan is even tinier than pike. also confused and polite and concerned that his mom will worry if he's gone too long #every day when they wake up they're a bit older and they wonder if they're dreaming their weird group #meanwhile percy hovers between Done™ curious and half out of his mind trying to find a solution to bring everyone back to their normal age #idk I hope I manage to do something with this at some point #vax'ildan #vex'ahlia #keyleth #grog strongjaw #pike trickfoot #percival de rolo #scanlan shorthalt

[puwumats]

imagine being percy in all this lmao

like. keyleth dumps these weirdos on your literal doorstep and peaces out with no explanation

they start going full tinhat talking about the moon? and also they want you to revive their dead friend? who! btw! is the only recently re-deceased corpse created to send you and your team a message during the worst time of your life!!

and THEN they tell you that she's connected to the very same bitch who did all that shit in the first place? and there's a chance she'll resurrect instead of their friend. so obviously you put a stop to that shit, but bc you're a wifeguy, you get convinced to at least let them try.

so you wait around your friends house with a legion of your guards, ready to fire at a moments notice and expect the worst (because everyone else in your life always expects the best, so you gotta balance out the equation) but actually its fine and she was resurrected sans-delilah. she still looks like a corpse though. her rat has wings and talks now. the gnome tried to hit on your wife.

the faun tried to rob your friend (who just performed the raise dead spell for them) and then asked you for a gun for her monkey child.

#cr #critical role spoilers #critical role #critrole #bell’s hells #bells hells #vm #vox machina #everyday percy wakes up #critical role campaign 3

[ravendruid]

"I'm going to curl up in a little ball for a minute and rock."

#critical role #cookie watches c1 #vox machina #quotes #percival de rolo #c1e59 #me every day when I wake up

[andi-o-geyser]

Every day I wake up and my close friend and adventuring party member who I’ve been flirting with for years who also recently set off the trap that accidentally killed me while attempting to retrieve a magical suit of armour from the tomb of the goddess of death hasn’t told me in a quiet moment together that he’s known a lot of people with money and they are definitely not worth me, nor has my close friend and adventuring party member who I’ve been flirting with for years who has also recently covered for me while facing the necromantic murderers of my family at a formal dinner stood in front of my weapon while I was possessed by a demon, ready to attack her and all our friends, touched me gently on the face and told me to take of the mask before calling out my full name and telling me to fight the monster inside of me and by doing so successfully pulled me back from the brink. also, not so coincidentally, in both cases this “close friend” is my heart and judgement and the future I have chosen. I mean like why do I even try anymore

#to be clear if there is any confusion yes i am talking about both of them #this is literally just a perc'ahlia propaganda post #didn't you hear? they literally invented romance #romeo and julliet have got fucking NOTHING on percy and vex #my standards are literally so high at this point its insane #if it doesn't take 70+ 3 hour long episodes for them to first kiss each other then what's the fucking point #i was in the shower this morning and just fully recited the entire ''ive known a lot of poeple with money'' speech forwards and backwards #and then the ''she is my heart and my judgement'' speech #and then ''i should have told you; its yours'' #the point is i'm having a slight bit of perc'ahlia brainrot #actual literall brainrot that is consuming every waking moment #this fully married couple with 5 kids is in such a slowburn portion of their relationship i feel like i may start breaking shit #good lord i love them so much #anyways. going to watch the perc'ahlia supercut again. brb #relentlessly posting perc'ahlia #critical role #cr1 #vox machina #tlovm #lovm #the legend of vox machina #legend of vox machina #tlovm spoilers #cr1 spoilers #critical role spoilers #tlovm s2 #percy de rolo #vex'ahlia #perc'ahlia #andi's thought geyser

[nellasbookplanet]

“There’s this spell,” Essek says, before stopping like the words are physically caught in his throat.

Kingsley glances up at him from where he’s idly sharpening one of his swords, pretending like agitation and discomfort isn’t sparking along his skin the way some insects will run on-top of the surface of water. “Sorry to tell you,” he says, making the words drawl a little, crinkling the corners of his eyes in that way he knows will make him look relaxed and teasing, “but I think you’ve got the wrong guy. Magic Man’s over there.”

He hooks a thumb over his shoulder, indicating where Caleb is sitting side-to-side with Veth, heads tipped together as they discuss some king of summer camp with great seriousness.

“Oh. Ah, no.” Essek rubs at the back of his neck. “This is about you.”

“If it’s some weird memory spell, forget it.”

It comes out sharper than intended. Kingsley’s never been to the Dynasty, but he’s been around the Nein long enough to hear about it; he knows about anamnesis, and reincarnation, and consecution. No matter how hard he tries not to know about it, people keep telling him.

For a moment, he fears Essek will disregard his words and cast whatever spell he’s talking about anyway. A flick of his fingers, a magical phrase, and some other person will be called up from inside Kingsley, bring with it memories that aren’t his, feelings that aren’t his, a self that isn’t him.

And everyone will recognize this person, this stranger in Kingsley’s skin, and they will rejoice.

“It’s nothing like that,” Essek says quickly, just as Kingsley is a hair’s breadth away from bolting. “It’s called Resonant Echo. It connects to other possible timelines and summons an other, possible you. An Echo, if you will.”

“I’m sure that’s very nice.” Kingsley grins, a thought occurring to him as calm returns. “Bet there are lots of fun things you could do with that.”

Essek’s cheeks turn a dark magenta as he blushes. As far as Kingsley can tell, he’s the only member of the Mighty Nein with a semblance of dignity and shame; it’s fun to poke at sometimes. And now especially, Kingsley is happy to reach for anything to take his mind off things.

“That’s not what it’s for,” Essek says, still blushing fiercely.

“You telling me it’s beyond your mighty capabilities?”

“I’m saying—” Essek stops, shakes his head. “What I mean to say is, it lets you see a version of yourself that isn’t, or a version that could’ve been. It’s an echo of a possibility of who you are, but it isn’t you.”

Kingsley narrows his eyes at him. “What’s this all about? Did Yasha send you over here to make me feel better?”

“It’s more of a personal incentive,” Essek mutters. “Though clearly I’m not very good at it.”

“No, no, go on, tell me more about how I’m just some echo of another person that everyone liked better.”

Essek winces, and Kingsley suspects maybe he crossed a line. Whatever. He’s had a rotten day, and is in his full right to be snappish.

“That’s not what I mean,” Essek says, very slowly. “I—I don’t know how much they’ve told you about me. About the things I’ve done, or why I can never go home.”

“They’ve told me enough.”

Essek’s face does something funny. A series of interconnected twitches at the corners of his eyes, his mouth, even his long, elven ears. Like he was perfectly prepared for what Kingsley might say and yet the words hurt him anyway, no matter how much he tries to catch them with grace as they’re slung at him. Kingsley softens.

“I don’t really care, you know. Whatever you did, it’s in the past. Right now, you’re just some drunk adventurer still aching after today’s fight. I saw you out there. You saved a bunch of people. Whoever you were before wouldn’t have put himself in danger for the sake of strangers like that.”

Apparently, Essek doesn’t know what to do with words like that. He blinks stupidly a couple of times, and eventually just clears his throat and keeps going like Kingsley’s said nothing at all. Kingsley grins, letting him get away with it for now.

“The person I am now is shaped by the things that I did. The good and the bad. When I call up an Echo, that isn’t me. It looks like me, and it might even act like me or know the same things I do, but it isn’t me. It doesn’t have my experiences. Didn’t make the same choices and suffer the same consequences. It’s someone who looks like me, but really, it’s a stranger. Me, but not me.

“And sometimes, I’m tempted to be like these things. To shirk my past and my responsibilities, to find a way to undo my mistakes and become a version of myself who’s never had to live with blood on his hands. But I will never do that. Because even with all the ugliness, this is still me. I have found a happiness I thought impossible, and I don’t want to go away and lose all that just to give way for a nicer, better stranger wearing my face.”

He stops and slumps, air gone out of him like a hot air balloon. Kingsley, who’s long since given up sharpening his sword and has sat with it limply in his lap for the last couple of minutes, pats him on the shoulder.

“That’s a good man,” he says, and Essek snorts. Then he rights himself, correcting his robes (which, though he’s magicked away the blood and grime from his latest adventures, still look worn and washed out compared to what they must’ve started out as; they’re still a deep purple color on the inside of the collar, hinting at their former glory) and even running his fingers through his mussed hair. There’s a couple of small braids in it: a gift from Veth and Jester.

“I apologize,” he says, all dignity and composure. “I didn’t mean to make this all about myself. I just—I guess I wanted to make you feel a little better about yourself.”

Actually, Kingsley feels fine about himself. Always has, even if his ‘always’ hasn’t existed for very long. It’s other people who look at him and expect to see someone else.

But that agitated feeling has faded. Not fully—Kingsley suspects it’ll never fully go away—but mostly. He feels grounded in his own skin again, even if that skin used to belong to someone—multiple someones—else.

He might remember flashes, sometimes, of Mollymauk and Lucien both. They share this body, and no matter how many times it’s been scraped out some memories will still cling to the inside and come crawling out when he least expects them. But that doesn’t make them his. They are shared, like Essek shares part of his life with his Echoes. Him, but not him. Because this is who he’s chosen to be.

“Thanks,” he says, meaning it.

#kingsley tealeaf #essek thelyss #critical role #critical role fanfiction #cr2 #post canon #listen i'm still thinking about molly and kingsley and lucien and identity #went looking for post canon kingsley fics but couldnt find anything to scratch that itch #(please send me recs... i'm begging) #anyway i think of this as taking place sometime soon after the m9 vs vox machina oneshot #with the premise that it all happened in a shared magical dream #with kingsley waking up remembering briefly being molly and being quite upset about it #nella writes

[ravenquing]

Okay but I rewatched The Feast Of Realms again and I can't get this stupid scenario out of my head now - Fuck you, Scanlan Shorthalt.

Fuck you.

Anyway-

So remember how when Grog picks "chenga" for the safe word when Vax goes off to do hot rogue things, Scanlan comments on how he personally uses "mommy"?

I can't stop thinking about what if, while panicking and thinking he's dying, Vax accidentally said "mommy" instead of "chenga" before he passed out?

Like. Just, imagine you are Sylas Briarwood in that moment.

You live a pretty uneventful life in the castle you took over with your sexy wife who works for a god in the making and the teenage girl your wife forcibly adopted.

Then one day you get invited to an important state dinner and your wife decides to take the opportunity to make sure nobody pays Whitestone a visit and to ensure there's nothing to worry about.

Now you probably don't get to do lots, your wife is too paranoid about your health and safety despite you being a very big and strong vampire now.

You expect this all to be boring and quite uneventful, maybe dangerous even giving how you have to avoid direct sunlight now.

Then you get ambushed by mortals on the way over and your wife lets you stretch your legs to deal with the poor bastards.

You think, great! This is probably the most I'll get to do during this.

Then you arrive at the dinner to find the brother of your adopted daughter is still alive and angry at you + he has friends now.

And while you charm the Sovereign, your wife decides to passively torment the boy for fun.

Then when the boy meltsdown, you and wifey take that as your que to leave - you have not only secured your safety from the state but now the boy has lost trust and respect from the Sovereign.

But getting to your guest room you find a spy has broken in and that he looks like the pretty girl who was here with the angry boy, but this spy tries to play servant and even flirts with you and your wife.

You decide to have him for dinner and even get a lil handsy with him, possibly as foreplay for fun times with the wifey afterwards 👀😳👀, but then he escapes and yeets himself out a window.

So of course you give chase, only for this motherfucker to call you mommy of all things before he passes out in a bloodied fountain.

Like, how do you react to that???

#every night sylas briarwood wakes up #mans has had a life #but yeah #fuck you scanlan 💙 #also poor vax lmao #the legend of vox machina #tlovm #tlovm s1 #tlovm s1 e3 #the feast of realms #scanlan shorthalt #sylas briarwood #vax'ildan #lynias shut up challenge #tlovm spoilers

[yesifitswithyou]

tomorrow i start ep 15 ! *yays in tired*

#2am and i have to wake up early so i fear i'll call the night short #was nice watching non-tlovm-Gilmore tho <3 #cr1 liveblog #c1e14 #critical role #vox machina #alex watches vox machina

[dyketrickfoot]

vox machina is back isn't that fucking crazy like bell's hells have been them. in whitestone and everything

#every day i wake up and vox machina is back <3 #bh spoilers

[mintlimeginger]

Sometimes I like to fall asleep listening to Campaign 1. Usually this works well, except for when Mary Elizabeth McGlynn and Will Friedle are the guests and they all start shrieking their heads off

#i was like why am i waking up at 4 am panicking #critical role things #vox machina rewatch #vox machina

[cherubfae]

ways they show they love you || vox machina x reader

With Vax, Vex, Keyleth, Percy, Grog, Pike, Scanlan & bonus!! Trinket, the best boii c:

tags: fluff, wholesome, pre-established relationships, crushing/mutual pining

Vax

You need your bow restrung? Here let me do it for you. Oh, you are cold? Take my spare cloak, please, I insist. Lest you catch your death. Vax prefers to have you near his vicinity so he can reach you should something happen. His hand brushes against yours as you pass one another. His chest pressing against your back so he can reach something on the top shelf for you. His nose runs along the column of your throat. A common phrase he said to Vex soon became one he said to you as well. Do not go far from me.

Vex

Offering her hand to help you down a rocky hillside or up the steep slope of a mountain. Instructing Trinket to keep a close eye on you, and as best boi, he does. She gives you soft forehead kisses when you're fast asleep, damn-near chokes when you crack an eye open to smirk smugly up at her. Gives you a bit of the cold shoulder after but it's only because she is so heckin' embarrassed and needs some time to cutely and stubbornly pout.

Keyleth

Did you get enough to eat? Want some more bread or stew? She doesn't mind taking the first watch if you're still tired, the group would benefit from you being well-rested. Huh? No, she definitely wasn't admiring you while you slept, that's insane.

Percy

Subtle touches. His hand at the small of your back or on your waist. He never strays far from your side nor you his. Leaning his head on your shoulder for a quick nap, feeling safe to rest his form against yours. Pressing a quick kiss to your hand when you need to part ways for a bit, it causes everyone else to groan, but he needs to do it. Just in case. No matter what, Percy needs you to know you have his entire heart.

Grog

Picking you up and spinning you around every time he sees you. Always wanting to sit by you at dinner or have his bedroll near yours. Picking you up and out of the way of danger. Carries you and Pike on his back easy-peasy! Excitedly waits for you to wake up every morning, oftentimes he's leaning over your face. You bump heads every time, but Grog still follows this ritual as long as he's awake before you. He hopes you'll do it for him next time!

Pike

Always healing your injuries no matter how minor. She hates seeing you in pain. She tries not to pick favorites when it comes to healing but if you're the closest to her when others on the team are downed, she's gonna pick you first. Pike's gotten better with going for the most-critically injured now! Loves to give big, warm hugs where you two spin each other around. The hugs linger longer when no one else is around. A heartbeat and your lips almost brush, causing her cheeks to light up a bright pink.

Scanlan

Gentle hand-holds lack his former suave flirtatiousness and instead are replaced with nervous, almost shy glances and soft reassurances. Frequent check-ins when you are injured, if there is anything he can do or get for you. Shiny pale blue puppy dog eyes making sure you are always safe. He brings you little wildflowers he collects, always writing new songs he isn't sure that he intends to sing. Buys you little tokens and jewelry that suit your taste as long as he can swing it.

Bonus:

Trinket

Gentle pokes with his cold nose and soft huffs against your cheek, this sweet bear will nuzzle his face into your tummy. Often times plops down beside you in an upright sitting position. You're his favorite after Vex. ♡

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#the legend of vox machina x reader #the legend of vox machina imagines #tlovm imagines #tlovm x reader #vox machina x reader #vax'ildan x reader #vax x reader #vex'ahlia x reader #vex x reader #keyleth x reader #percy x reader #percival de rolo x reader #grog x reader #grog strongjaw x reader #pike trickfoot x reader #pike x reader #scanlan shorthalt x reader #scanlan x reader #critical role x reader #cherubfae 2024

[cillivnz]

sex n’ romance with vox machina

[HEADCANNONS]

PAIRINGS — VOX MACHINA [𝘷𝘢𝘹, 𝘷𝘦𝘹, 𝘱𝘦𝘳𝘤𝘺, 𝘴𝘤𝘢𝘯𝘭𝘢𝘯] x F!READER

WARNINGS — NSFW, eighteen+ SMUT. penetrative sex, oral sex, outdoor sex, anal-play, face-fucking, tongue-fucking, clit-play, breast/nipple play.

Vax’ildan

𝒊𝒏𝒅𝒖𝒍𝒈𝒆𝒔 𝒊𝒏 : you. a generous lover and a grateful receiver; he could relish in the taste of your drooling pussy for hours, if not days, and also savour the feel of your hot mouth on his shaft, the feel of your pretty throat squeezing around his long cock.

𝒉𝒆’𝒔 : an adrenaline junkie, loves fucking you outdoors. he’d totally wake you up in the middle of the night to slowly sneak away from where the gang is camping, to a far away tree, making you grip the trunk while he is pummelling your cunt. he’d lean against the tree, grunting and whimpering when you’d take him in your mouth. he’s also have you place one leg on his shoulder— using the tree as support— while he angles himself deeper inside you.

𝒉𝒆 𝒍𝒐𝒗𝒆𝒔 : the sounds you make, the pleasurable look on your face, the way you clench around his length, the way you’re his. despite the dozens of men ogling at you wherever vox machina goes, at the end of the day, you choose him; over everybody else. vax’ildan loves you.

Vex’ahlia

𝑖𝑛𝑑𝑢𝑙𝑔𝑒𝑠 𝑖𝑛 : those bittersweet moments the two of you share. before a disaster is waiting to unravel, you hold each other in your arms, kiss like there’s literally no tomorrow. the feel of your soft skin against hers when you sleep, bare.

𝑠ℎ𝑒’𝑠 : losing her mind around you. she thanks all gods and stars that she’s met her soulmate who’s excruciatingly good in bed. vex has a high sex drive but likes to keep things under control, or at least she pretended to, until you showed up and now all she wants to feel is your body on hers. loses her sanity every time you nibble on her clit or leave hickeys on the underside of her breasts.

𝑠ℎ𝑒 𝑙𝑜𝑣𝑒𝑠 : the freedom that comes along with you. the respect you give her is refreshing, and she’s never been loved by anyone like you. neither has she loved anyone like you, the proof of which is delivered every night when she’s got her head trapped between your thighs, lapping away at your stream of juices like the hardworking woman she is. when you return the favour by sucking harshly on her clit, which is when her dominatrix visage starts to crumble.

Percival

𝒊𝒏𝒅𝒖𝒍𝒈𝒆𝒔 𝒊𝒏 : sinful nights, lustful days. aftercare with you, when he gets to fuck his cum back into you (though that’s his harsher, hornier, possessed side). taking care of your love-bites (they look like an act of savagery, but honestly this man IS feral for you).

𝒉𝒆 : can’t display his affection for you, publicly; his noble status doesn’t permit ‘romeo’ behaviour. — is suffering because of his pride, because the minute he is left alone with you, he pounces onto you like you’re his prey and relishes in you the same way (that rhymed) (i was a poet and i did know it). just fucks you hard and rough on most days because my manz can’t catch a break from the end of the world, and is so worked up (poor babes), but when he makes love to you? fuck. rouge tints his pale face, blushing like there’s no tomorrow, because his crush (you, bunny) is riding his dick, while your naked breasts bounce next to his face.

𝒉𝒆 𝒍𝒐𝒗𝒆𝒔 : the night time; it’s his favourite hour of the day, because he finally gets to do the things he’s been craving to do to you, all fucking day. watching you writhe in overstimulation when you can’t take the feel of his hot tongue teasing your engorged clit while his long, rough fingers fuck knuckle-deep into you.

Scanlan

𝒊𝒏𝒅𝒖𝒍𝒈𝒆𝒔 𝒊𝒏 : no, no no. he 𝑹𝑬𝑳𝑰𝑺𝑯𝑬𝑺 in you. his sex drive is infamous, and you live to hold the rumours true. the taste of your pussy after a day’s work, lapping away at the creamy sweetness that he coaxes out of you is his favourite past time when he’s not drinking away. even if he was (drinking away), he’d pair you up with his favourite beer and die a happy man.

𝒉𝒆 : does not let you catch a break. would totally spill his drink onto your chest, watch the amber beads of cheap beer dribble down your ample chest, your cleavage just begging him to shove his face in and lick the drink away. is so, so good with aftercare. knows he pushes you past your limits, so it’s his love for you that brings out this gentleman-ly side.

𝒉𝒆 𝒍𝒐𝒗𝒆𝒔 : shoving that tongue into you, leaving you a sloppy mess. you’d grimace at the way your juices drip down to your asshole, but scanlan? he’d smirk in a flushed state, rubbing your unused hole solely to tease you. fingering both your holes — two in the pussy, one in the ass (knuckle-deep, obviously). sucking your nipples to soreness.

A/N — thank you so much for reading, sweets. this is my first time writing headcannons so it’s not conventional.

let me know if you’d like me to do this again or/and write for the remaining members [KEYLETH, GROG, PIKE] of vox machina!

𝐦𝐚𝐢𝐧 𝐦𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭.

#the legend of vox machina #vox machina #critical role #percy #vex #vex'ahlia #vax #vax’ildan #percy x reader smut #percy de rolo x reader #vox machina smut #vox machina x reader imagines #vox machina x reader #vox machina hc’s #vex and vax #vax vox machina #scanlan shorthalt #scanlan smut #cr scanlan #tlovm scanlan #percy de rolo x reader smut #critical role vax #lord percival fredrickstein von musel klossowski de rolo iii

[eruwaedhiel-in-an-impardis]

You are Delilah Briarwood, you've managed to defy death AND those awful adventurers that surround the de Rolo who got away once again, you convince your little warlock host to move across continents, not Tal'Dorei, even Wildemount is too close, no, you are now safe in Marquet.

Your host suddenly collects a band of adventurers. This is fine. They are small, easily defeated. One of them keeps mentioning the Tempest. This is also fine. You are in Marquet, and a crazy woman babbling about a voice in her head named Delilah isn't going to alarm anyone.

Your host is killed, but this is also fine, you love working with death! You tell your host's girlfriend she should be doing any resurrecting that's going to happen. They're such puny little adventurers, they surely can't do it. You start working on a little possession spell for the corpse, but the cleric somehow knows a spell to stop this.

You hear nothing for a while. Then, surprisingly, you feel a resurrection spell beginning! Those low-level adventurers have managed it somehow! Amazing! You reach out to be resurrected instead of your host and you find yourself holding hands with Pike Trickfoot, Vox fucking Machina's horrible terrible no good cleric. And *you* know it and *she* knows it and you know that she knows it and she knows that you know that she knows it and oh fuck you are not strong enough for this.

You prepare yourself for these fuckers again. They do not come. Instead, your host's little friends arrive. You're so relieved. You prepare to bargain, squish, or manipulate them--it will be so easy!

You have them on the ropes, it's looking good for you. They burn your fucking face off and snatch your host's soul from your clutches.

Every day Delilah Briarwood wakes up.

#critical role #critical role spoilers #campaign 3 #bells hells #delilah briarwood #vox machina

[demigoddessqueens]

Hi! I love your work, can I request vox machina headcanons for them sharing a room in a inn and waking up to being held by reader, pre relationship

Of course! I always love the fluff 🥰

A while back I did one with them holding you so now it’s reverse

Aka, they’re all touch-starved

Keyleth

She doesn’t want you to let go, not just yet. If you can hold onto her just a little bit longer till the morning sun, she would appreciate that

Percy

His first instinct is to wake up automatically but that would mean waking you, and he wouldn’t want to disturb you. But gentleness is welcomed even if it’s rare for him

Pike

She feels so protected and cherished bring held by you, and peeking though tired eyes to see a ghost of a smile on your face is rewarding too

Grog

Honestly it’s funny and cute in it’s own way because chances are you’re smaller than him and you can barely hold all of him. But that’s alright, he’ll scoop you up in his arms anyway

Vax’ildan

Such a cutie and a sweetheart! Of course he returns the gesture, curling more into your side or resting his head on your chest where he hears your heartbeat

Vex’ahlia

Chances are she’ll feel your grip tighten unconsciously around her, only to peek through at your sleeping form. It’s an endearing act from you and she pulls back to sleep with a hand around yours

Scanlan

It’s a bit of an unusual gesture because he’s not one to be a total cuddler, but he’ll allow for this because it’s you and he’s working through what he feels for you

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[finn-writes-stuff]

are you still accepting headcanon requests ? if yes, please can I request having an s/o who has pain issues due to an old injury and struggles to sleep alone? with Percy, Vax and Vex if possible 🥺

Chronic

It is always easier to fall asleep with their arms around you.

Percy, Vax & Vex x Reader

Fandom: The Legend of Vox Machina/ Critical Role

Format: Headcanons

Warnings: Brief mention of nightmares

Gender Neutral Reader

Masterlist

I am so sorry to everyone following me for other fandoms right now, My brain is full of tlovm content and it is all I am writing -Finn

Percy

Percy also struggles with falling asleep alone due to frequent nightmares, so this arrangement suits you both.

He sleeps with his arms wrapped around your waist to keep you close to his chest. It lets him know that you're both safe.

If there are any other things that tend to help with the pain, he'll try to add them to the nightly routine. He enjoys having a specific routine before getting to bed, and adding steps that make it easier for you to get to sleep makes sense.

If you wake up in the middle of the night, he's a fairly light sleeper and will likely wake up as well. He doesn't complain though, only does his best to help you fall asleep again.

He is too stubborn to wake you up when nightmares wake him though. He's a hypocrite about it.

Vax

Vax loves sharing a bed with you but he can be awful to sleep with. He's all long limbs and he spreads out in his sleep to take up the entire bed. He also runs cold and piles on blankets.

He will do his best for you though, even if it's difficult to keep everything under control in his sleep.

The most effective strategy is usually tangling his legs with yours and falling asleep looking at you. He's more curled up, and he falls asleep smiling.

He is good with his hands, it's part of his class. So this man gives master-class massages. If that is able to ease your pain, take advantage of it. If it doesn't? Still take advantage of it.

You can't love one twin without being close to the other. Don't be surprised when Vex falls asleep in the same room after Vex does something stupid in a fight.

Vex

Vexhalia is a big cuddler. It doesn't matter how cool and composed she is during the day, at night she is used to having someone to cling to and If you're in the bed with her, you will not escape it.

She tends to either lay on your chest or have you lay on hers. It means you guys are about as close as can be and she can play with your hair as you fall asleep.

If you leave too much extra space on the bed, Trinket will take it as an invitation. Vex is bad at discouraging this. Trinket does function like a space heater though, so he's very helpful on cold nights.

On bad nights, when you can't get to sleep even with her there, she will stay up with you and chat as she holds you. Even if she can't help with the pain, she isn't going to leave you to deal with it alone.

Vex really enjoys having a stupidly large bed because she is used to people pushing their way in. After a particularly harrowing adventure, you may find Vax and Trinket both there. It's just part of sleeping in her room.

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