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Hi I'm Robert, 28, bi British Guy, have dyspraxia (Google it) not much of people person, loves reading, and playing video games. Requests are open 🙃 Do not request crossovers

[thenerdyalchemist]

A good ol trip to Gilmores results in Vex haggling again 🙏 Hope you guys like this one went wild on those colors

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Sleepy Strafe

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Strafe, let go. Come on Strafe.. let go!

Strafe: No.

(Reblog my art)

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Strafe, chewing on a stick!

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[aka-trashrat]

If you are still doing the Trick or Treat prompts I would enjoy seeing Grizzer or Grizzer and Hound with the prompt 🍭 : festivals

Hound and Grizzer in Halloween attire! I am terrible at backgrounds so pretend they're working security at a Halloween festival lol.

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Space Snapchat from Dogmeat when Strafe visits the office. Someone please feed her :(

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[peach-the-owl]

Hello, I loved you're last post it was so cute. I was wondering if you'd do another Crit role cast with child reader where child runs on stage during a live show. (Maybe they had a snack they needed Travis to open idk something childish has them run on stage) The crew is like your too cute to be mad at and they help Matt dm for a bit before they decide to run backstage again. Please?

I love this, I need this in my life and so I shall write it!

Small Interruption

Crit Role Cast & Child!Reader

For some context, this is during The Adventures of the Darrington Brigade One-Shot

You fidget nervously with the package of cookies in your hands trying to open it without making a mess, don’t want a repeat of last time, but it was a such a struggle. You really wished you’d asked Matt or Travis to help you open it earlier before they had to go onstage but had completely forgotten, now with the one-shot well into its first hour you really weren’t sure what to do. You could ask one of the staff, but they were scurrying everything helping handle things here and there, and you weren’t allowed to wander too far on your own so you wouldn’t accidentally get lost. Figuring if you were fast enough, you could just run across the stage and get Travis to help open your cookies without anyone noticing, it was perfect logic! You shuffle closer to the stage and take a small peek around the curtain at the large audience, you take a few big breaths to ready yourself then dash out into the open as fast as possible to get to Travis. The entire cast goes quiet when you suddenly run all the way across the stage, the audience going into murmurs and small “aww’s” at your appearance.

“What are you doing over here?” Travis asks, leaning over from his seat.

“I can’t open it.” You pout, holding up you snack.

“Couldn’t the staff have helped you?”

“I didn’t know who to ask, and they all looked so busy.” Your pout grows bigger. Your eyes glance back at the audience again and realizing that you basically just run across the whole stage and put the game on pause just because you couldn’t get to your cookies makes you shrink a little into yourself at the large crowd now watching you.

“Ayy ahhh, who’s your little friend over ‘ere?” Ashley asks, speaking like her character.

“How should I know? They just appeared out of nowhere, but how can I say no to that face.” Travis responds, also in character making you brighten up with a giggle at the high pitched voice. He then easily opens the package for you.

“You small… and pretty.” Liam jumps in on the action giving you gentle head pats. You just kept giggling at their “in character” antics with you. You start to make your way off stage when your scooped up by Matt and he sits you on his knee.

“Since your here, why not help me a bit, yeah?” He gives you a smile.

“Can I?!” Your eyes practically sparkle, everyone laughs and coos at your excited bouncing.

“Of course! You can be pseudo-DM with me.” You had no idea what that meant but it sounded fun.

And fun it was, Matt let you help DM the initiation trials for the characters even adding in a small NPC for you to give your own voice to as you interacted with the characters, as for your cookies you shared one with Matt since he was the closest to you and because he let you stay longer. Maybe there were a few people watching who were confused or unsure how to feel about your sudden inclusion to the story but no one at the table could care less about that, you were all having fun and that’s what really mattered. You helped Matt DM for a good hour and a bit before he whispers to you that he’d be starting the break soon, which meant your role would be over. You were a little sad, of course, but you knew you couldn’t play the whole game with them, at least Matt let you stay until break started giving you the chance to wave bye to the audience before going off stage.

“That was so much fun!” You cheer once you’re all backstage.

“It was lots of fun playing with you too.” Laura chuckles, you flash her a big smile.

“You did really well making your character fit in nicely to the story.” Taliesin compliments.

“Thanks!”

“So…” Travis trails off slightly, shuffling closer to you. “Why didn’t you share your cookies with me? I helped you open it.” He feigns betrayal with an over exasperated sigh.

“Because Matt let me stay and play with you guys.” You playfully state. Travis then pretends like your words had just stabbed him earning a laugh from you. Eventually break came to an end and everyone had to go back onstage.

“That’s our cue! Wish us luck (y/n).” Marisha says giving you a quick squeeze before she hurries back onstage.

“You guys got this! Go beat up those bad guys!” You cheer. Sam then approaches and gives you a nod, you and Sam have this thing going on where you both do a small dance together and end it with a high-five, sorta like a back-to-the-game ritual before he heads onstage. You happily sit back in your little chair as you watch the rest of the show. No more snack interruptions from you, although no one would’ve complained if there was.

[peach-the-owl]

✨Gilmore and Child✨

You know what I mean, we both do Luv

Indeed we do Luv, indeed we do

March is finally upon us! And so starts the beginning of NPC Month! LET’S GOOOOOO!

Nothing More Valuable

Gilmore & Child!Reader

Set some time after Wild Surge

It’s almost hard for you to believe that just a few months ago you were actually adopted, and not by just any random person either, but one of the best shop owners in existence, a one Shaun Gilmore. Some mornings you’d wake up half expecting it all to have been a dream and are always thankful to realize it wasn’t. Today proved a little different when you wake up feeling a little stuffy in the head, part of you wanting to just roll over and go back to bed, and you almost would it not for the knocking at your door.

“(Y/n), you awake? Or shall I come back later.” You hear Gilmore on the other side of the door. You stretch and sniffle as you climb out of bed and open the door for him, being greeted by his smiling face. “Ahh, there you are. Ready for the day as much as I am?”

“Almost,” you say with a small yawn, “just need to get dressed and clean up a little.” You return the smile and he nods.

“Then I’ll leave you to it. But do be quick, I have a special task for you today.” Gilmore says as he closes the door. Hearing you had a special task perks you up a bit, though your head still feels stuffy you choose to ignore that as you hurry to get ready for the day and rush out of your room.

“I’m done!” You announce with a proud smile.

“Ah, glorious!” Gilmore beams back walking over to you. “Now, are you ready for that special task?” You nod eagerly, stopping when there’s a minor dizzy feeling rattling around your head, note to self don’t be too eager. Gilmore chuckles and hands you a slip of paper alongside a bag of gold. “I’ll be holding a special sale soon and I’d like for you to grab the items on the list for me while I prepare the finer details at the shop.”

“You mean I get to go to around the market all by myself!?” You look to him excitedly.

“I do, you’ve learned the layout enough and I’m confident in your abilities.” He reassures, finding your excited bouncing amusing.

“I won’t let you down.” You salute him, as if you were a solider assigned a serious mission, before heading out the door. Gilmore let’s out another amused hum, a much softer and fond smile on his face as he watches you disappear into the growing morning crowd before heading to the shop. You’ll be fine, he figures, you’ve done trips like this all the time with either him or one of his trusted employees, yet even with that thought in mind it didn’t shake an uneasy pit to form in his gut…

It was growing closer to midday and that small pit Gilmore had sank into a deep worry, you should’ve arrived by now. He tries shaking off any worse case scenarios, reasoning that the market can still be just a bit confusing for someone still so young or perhaps you’d run into someone you knew and struck a conversation with them, maybe both. Yes, that had to be it, Gilmore was an outgoing person and it’s no secret that you had come out of your shell a lot more since he took you under his wing. Yet as the day progressed, evening starting to approach and still no sign of you, that worry was now slowly slipping into a fear that something was wrong.

“Sherri, I’m going out.” Gilmore says in an oddly firm voice, Sherri nods to him in understanding, truth is she too was starting to worry about your well being but kept it to herself so she’d remain professional in front of the costumers. With Gilmore’s concern growing by the second he barely registers the new arrivals at his shop, the questions they ask unheard as he casually brushes them off and heads for the door. It’s only when a hand is placed on his shoulder and a familiar voice makes him pause.

“Gilmore? Is everything alright? You’re never one to just walk away like that.” Gilmore looks to the rouge, Vax’s face showing concern for his friend.

“I… you you wouldn’t happen to have seen (y/n) on your way here, have you?” Gilmore asks with slight hope.

“I’m afraid not, why? Is something wrong?”

“I sent them out to pick up a few item for me, I haven’t seen them since.” The worry was evident in his voice, gaining the attention of the rest of Vox Machina. “I’m sorry, I don’t have the time to stay any longer.” With that he turns for the door again.

“We’ll search with you.” Vax quickly adds making Gilmore glance over his shoulder at him. “We know how much (y/n) means to you, and I’m sure I speak for everyone when I say we’d all like to see them return safe and sound, right?” He looks to his group getting a nod from everyone, some more enthusiastic then others.

Gilmore, now with the help of Vox Machina head to the market and spread out to start their search for you, asking around to see if anyone knows anything of your whereabouts. This, to Gilmore’s dismay, came mostly unsuccessful and now was when worst case scenario was starting to bleed into his thoughts. Where could you be? Did someone take you? Were you hurt? What if- His thoughts come to a screeching halt as he turned to look down a small alleyway, the very familiar figure laying on the ground, laying in a small puddle of their own blood nearly making his heart stop. Gilmore rushes to you, checking your pulse and breathing a slight sigh of relief when he finds you still have one, now he carefully lifts your unconscious form in his arms and leaves the alleyway, spotting Pike not too far away and calling for her.

“Please, help them.” Gilmore near begs, Pike wasting no time in healing you. When she steps away you’re still out cold but at least you were stable, Gilmore sighing in relief. “As always your devine magic is well appreciated.” He thanks.

“Oh, it was nothing.” Pike smiles. “You should take them home to rest, I’ll tell the others you found them.”

“Wonderful, and as thank you for the help I’ll allow you all a fifteen…” He pauses a second to look at your sleeping figure. “Ahh, what the heck, you each can take one item free of charge.”

“Whoa! Wait, really?!” Pike stares shocked, Gilmore nods with no hesitation.

“Generous, I know but… no item could be more valuable then them.” He smooths some of your hair back, a caring look in his eyes as your body shifts a little to rest more comfortably in his arms. With that Gilmore heads home, Pike giving a quick wave before using her earring to update the others.

When you finally open your eyes it’s dark outside, stars could be seen through the window. What happened? You remember going to the market and then sneezing… oh right. Your realization turns to a groan when your head starts throbbing, the stuffy nose doesn’t help either. The door opens softly and Gilmore steps into the room, surprise crosses his features when he sees you sitting up in bed, he walks over and kneels down at the bedside.

“Hi, how are you feeling?” As much as he wanted to smother you in a hug knowing you were safe and well, he refrained, not wanting to accidentally hurt you himself.

“I feel icky, dizzy and my head hurts.” You huff a little. “I’m sorry I couldn’t get what you needed.” You quickly add but Gilmore hushes you.

“There’s no need for apologies. I’m just glad you’re alright. What happened? Did someone hurt you?” From soft and gentle to looking ready to smite someone in an instant, a rare sight to see from the shopkeeper.

“… no, it wasn’t like that.” You say just above a whisper, you cheeks reddening from feeling a little embarrassed, Gilmore’s quick to notice.

“It’s alright. Tell me what happened.”

“Ummm, well, I was in the market and looking for where to pick up the stuff you wanted when a-Ah-AHCOOO!!” Before you could stop yourself you sneeze, a surge of magic activating and sending a few items tumbling to the floor. “Th-that happened, but a lot stronger and I blacked out… I think I’m sick.” You finish sheepishly. It’s quiet for a moment before he lets out a soft chuckle.

“Well, I’m just glad no one tried targeting you personally. Now you rest up, I’ll fix something up for you when you wake again.” He encourages, you lean forwards and give him as best a hug as you can.

“Thank you.” You mumble into his shoulder.

“For what?” He hums curiously, retuning the hug.

“For caring for me. You’re the best papa ever!” Gilmore’s touched by your words, a content smile on his face as he places a gentle kiss to the top of your head.

“Well… thank you for allowing me to do so. You’re the most valuable thing to ever enter my life.” He replies sincerely, you beam at him before letting out a yawn, Gilmore tucks you into bed and quietly exits the room as you finally laying down for some well needed rest.

[peach-the-owl]

Cuddles

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

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

Jester

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

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

Nott/Veth

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

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

Caleb

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

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

Caduceus

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

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

Fjord

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

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

Beau

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

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

Yasha

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

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

Molly

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

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

[peach-the-owl]

May I request for NPC month a Cassandra De Rolo with child reader. The young child was left orphaned after the Chroma Conclaves attack on Emon but fortunately scooped up by Vox in the escape to Whitestone. Child takes a liking to Cass and manages to continually sneak away from their host family to be near them [Cass]. Little ones sneaky little antics bring a certain joy to Whitestone castle that hasn't been felt in ages. Cass falls for little one's warmth and decides it might be best child stay with her.

Please and thank you.

Another fic finished! Cue the fanfair! 🎊 I was sorta hoping I could get more done but honestly 2 fics in one month is a record for me at this point in time so I’m happy with the results. (Also I sadly couldn’t think of a title for this one, but if anyone else does I’m open to suggestions, it’s fine if not.) I hope you all enjoy 😁

Cassandra & Child!Reader

What was happening? Why was it happening? Everything was happening too fast for your brain to grasp any of it, all you could remember was watching the king’s speech to all Emon, bells, people panicking, losing sight of your parents and being grabbed and hauled away by someone. It was a blur to your mind, making you feel as though reality itself had disappeared from you, so the absolute whiplash you felt when you came to your senses only to find yourself in a new city was immense. Some close friends of your parents had taken you in for the time being, and while it took a bit to confirm for sure, they had to break the news to you that your parents had perished in the attack on the city. You ran off that night, not wanting to believe any of it, your little legs carrying you right to Whitestone castle at the perfect time that someone else was stepping out for some air.

Cassandra just stepped out to cool her head, a lot was going on in a short amount of time and all she wanted was a second to breathe. She was shocked to find a young child sobbing just outside the castle, especially this late into the night. Unsure what to do she slowly approaches the kid, noticing some recent scaring from burns, one of the refugees.

“Are-are you alright, little one?” She mentally slaps herself for sounding so uninterested.

“Ahh!” You jump back in surprise at the sudden voice, not realizing someone else was there with you. You look up at the woman with teary eyes. “N-n-n…” You couldn’t even get a word out as another sob wrecks through your body.

“No no, shhh, it’s alright. You’re safe from danger here.” Cassandra tries to soothe, her efforts in vain as you continue to cry. “Hey hey, it’s okay. What’s wrong?” The words sorta slipped out without much thought put into them, but it did seem to encourage an answer.

“I-I want-*hic* I want my mom and dad. *hic hic* I wanna go home.” You cry, pulling your legs to your chest so you could curl yourself into a ball.

“If you got yourself lost we can easily…” Cassandra trails off when she sees the look on your face. That pained look of loss and suffering she knew all too well. She kneels down next to you, gently placing a hand on your back, your body flinches away for a second before resting against her hand again. “I understand how you’re feeling. Loosing your family at such a young age is not an easy experience to go through, nor seeing your home get destroyed from its former glory. I’ve been where you are, just a kid forced to go through a horrible experience.”

Your sobbing calms slightly to more of a whimper, you wipe your tears on your sleeve but more still fall, looking up at her again to see she was staring off into the distance in thought. You rise onto your feet and tug at he shirt gently to regain her attention, when she looks over you raise you arms up to her in a silent question, she looks at you perplexed for a second before catching on and lifting you into her arms where you then hug her. You feel her tense before relaxing and her free hand rests itself on your back once more. It was a nice moment, you felt a little more relaxed and calm for the first time since everything happened, too bad it had to be cut short.

“(Y/n)! (Y/n), where did you go!? Please, answer!” You could hear your foster parents calling for you.

“So, you’re name’s (y/n), is it?” You look back to the woman who gave you a slight raised eyebrow in curiosity, making you realize neither of you had introduced yourselves.

“Y-yeah.” Your voice comes out small and still a little shaky from all the crying. “Wh-what’s your name?” This earns you a soft chuckle from her, guess she realized the same thing you did.

“I am Lady Cassandra de Rolo, but just Cassandra is fine, it’s a pleasure to meet you (y/n).” She gives you a small smile, you offer one back and are about to say something when your foster parents show up.

“There you are, (y/n)! Don’t go running off like that, you had us worried sick!” One scolds. “And finding you with a stranger? These are dangerous times child, you could’ve gotten hurt or worse!” They continue, you just avert your eyes away from them, unsure what to say.

“We’re very sorry… Oh! Lady de Rolo! *ahem* We apologize greatly for any inconvenience this young one may have caused for you.” The one in place of your father bows as he apologizes to Cassandra, taking you into his arms now, you didn’t bother fighting it, you were exhausted.

“It’s no problem at all. In fact, they offered good company while here.” Cassandra waves off the twos apologies.

“Of course, my lady. Thank you keeping an eye on them.” The “mother” bows before turning her attention back to you. “Now let’s get you home and in bed.” You give her a sleepy sigh and nod.

“Night Cassan...” You give a sleepy wave as your voice trails off, unable to finish your sentence as you quickly pass out.

Giving a wave to your disappearing figures, Cassandra decides to head back in and get some rest for herself, tomorrow’s gonna be another eventful day.

It’s only been 2 days since your little episode and you really missed Cassandra’s company, sure the two of you didn’t say much or know each other for very long but there was something comforting about her that your foster parents just didn’t seem to have. So, without thinking too much about it you check to make sure the coast is clear before sneaking out of the house and dashing off towards Castle Whitestone. You hurried as fast as your legs could carry you, while also making sure not to bump into anyone, soon enough the crowded streets thinned in numbers and the castle wasn’t too far off. You did take a second to wonder how you managed to run here the first time as you already felt exhausted once you finally reached the large doors., you shake the thoughts away, you made it to your destination now you just had to find a way in, you could always try climbing the wall, you were a pretty if you do say so yourself.

“Hey kid! You lost?” You’re startled by the sudden voice of a guard walking over. “Come on kiddo, let’s get you back where you belong.” They walk over, ready to escort you back where you’d come from but in a flash you dash around the other direction, leaving the guard stunned for a moment. “What the!?”

Today just seemed to be a zero thought just action kinda day as once you felt far enough away from the guard you latch onto the wall and start your climb. It was tricky getting a good grip and foothold but not impossible and by sheer luck and determination you managed to make it to the window, adding to your luck the window was partially open too.

“Hey kid! Get down from there!” Looks like your guard friend caught up, a little too late though as you push open the window and hop inside. Victory! Now what? You basically broke into this big fancy castle and we’re certain the guard wasn’t just going to sit and take it, and all for what? To see the lady who comforted you on a whim? Yes, that’s exactly what it was and you weren’t giving up on the task. Hurrying down the many halls you realize you have no idea where you’re going yet you continue forward, managing to find yourself in a kitchen, it was empty aside from one cook who was hard at work. Thinking they were distracted you try sneaking by.

“Now what’s a youngin’ like yourself doing here all alone?” You turn to the chef who was giving an amused look.

“I uhhh… I wanted to visit a friend.” You tell them.

“I see.” They reply with a nod. “And just who is this friend of yours?”

“Uhh… Ca-Cassandra. At least that’s what she said her name was.” You fidget with your fingers awkwardly, not sure how wise it was to just trust this person with that information.

“Ah! So you’re the kid she mentioned the other day.” They say thoughtfully. “You’ll find her down the hall third door on your right. Can’t miss it.”

“Thank you!” You give them a bright smile before racing off. By now most of the guards seemed to have been informed of your little intrusion to the castle and were attempting to catch you. Thankfully for yourself they were just trying to grab you over using an actual weapon to stop you, making it a bit easier to wiggle around them and finally reach your destination. The second you place your hand on the door handle and twist it a guard catches you, the door opens and your both stumble to the ground.

“What is the meaning of this?” A man’s voice asks a little annoyed. You look up and give a big smile when you see the person you’ve been looking for.

“Hi Cassandra!” You wave happily at her, completely ignoring the other people in the room. She looks stunned at first but her expression changes to one of recognition.

“Oh! It’s you. Hello again, (y/n). What are you doing here?” She questions as she walks over.

“I wanted to see you again!” You beam. You’re suddenly hoisted off the the ground and now dangle in the guards grip.

“Apologies for the intrusion, this youngin’ here is a slippery one.” The guard apologizes. “I’ll escort them off the property right away.” You start to struggle against him after hearing that, you came this far you didn’t want to go back now.

“That won’t be necessary, I’ll take it from here.” Cassandra says, making you brighten up. The guard sets you down, to which you stick your tongue out at them in victory as Cassandra walks you out of the room full of confused onlookers. Once outside the room she kneels down to your height. “Do you mind waiting here a second? I’ll be out again shortly, I promise.” You give her an enthusiastic nod, making her smile a little before heading back into the room for a moment. You can hear murmuring through the door so you scoot closer and press your ear against it to listen in on the conversation as best as possible.

“Wha… child doing here?”

“Remember the… told you about the other…?”

“…but why are they…? We have… matters to deal… just some kid.”

“Honestly… stunt they pulled… impressive.”

“…e’ll have to work on strengthening… a child… past them.”

“You’re... the point… only came here… take responsibility for this.”

You weren’t sure what was going on, you try straining your ears to hear better but instead of talking there’s footsteps approaching the door. You jump back quickly to avoid getting hit in the face by the door and to hide the fact you were trying to listen in. When Cassandra walks out and looks to your totally not suspicious expression she chuckles lightly.

“You weren’t snooping, were you?” She jokes.

“Ummm… nope! Not snooping. I was just looking around at stuff.” You lie, acting as if nothing as wrong. It’s too bad your a terrible actor, but at least Cassandra got a good laugh out of it.

“You quite the wild card, you know that.” She says, you have no idea what that’s supposed to mean so you just nod along. “Say I have an idea. Why don’t you show me exactly how you got in here without getting caught by any of our guards.” You eagerly agree, grabbing her hand and tugging her along as you explain your quest in great detail.

Now of course your foster parents eventually showed up, having been worried sick when you ran off again and they couldn’t find you in the city, only to be told by a guard your whereabouts and you were in a lot of trouble for not saying anything or even leaving a note. You argued you still weren’t good at writing but that was barely an excuse and you were grounded for a week. Sadly for them that wasn’t going to stop you, even before the whole dragon attack you were always finding ways to slip past your parents to go to your favourite spot in Emon. To you, slipping past your foster parents to go to your favourite place in Whitestone and hangout with your new favourite person was no different, if anything it brought familiarity and joy to you once more in these bleak times. It wasn’t just you either, as time went on, your continuous escapades to Whitestone castle brought a sorta merriment to their lives. You easily made friends with that chef who helped you when you first snuck in, they’d give you some food to snack on whether it was because they had extra or tried something new and wanted you to be the first to try it, enjoying the reactions you’d give whenever you liked what they made. And while the guards were irritated by your constant breaking most of them eventually came to tolerate you decently and at least a few of them actually warmed up to you, finding these little moments helpful in strengthening their defences.

Cassandra couldn’t wrap her head around it, you had one heartfelt talk when you first met and she thought that would be it, you’d move on and adapt to the new status quo, the last thing she expected was you showing up again and again and again just to see her. Whenever you were happy or excited about something she was the first you run to and tell everything about, it made her feel a joy that she didn’t think possible in these trying times. Whenever you were upset or sad she was the first you go to for comfort, it made her feel protective of you wanting nothing more then to make those sour memories or thoughts disappear so she could see you smile again. Whenever you accomplished something she was the first you’d brag about it to, a feeling of pride washing over her whenever you explain what it was you achieved. It’d be so much easier for you to stay home and tell these things to your foster parents but every single time you’d go out of your way to head to the castle and tell her instead. The moments where your foster parents would show up apologizing profusely for your misbehaviour and take you home for a scolding were getting harder and harder for Cassandra to watch. She couldn’t keep going at this routine anymore, it was taking away valuable time, she had to do something about this and soon.

You giggle to yourself as you walk the familiar path to Whitestone castle, your foster parents really thought getting a new lock for your window was going to stop you, unlucky for them the rouge and ranger Cassandra’s brother was friends with taught you some neat tricks when their group came to visit. The smile you had grows as you approach the doors, two guards on duty see you approach, one sighs while the other gives a small wave.

“I know that meek wave anywhere. How are you Heath? Is your arm still hurting?” You greet with a wave of your own.

“Hey kiddo. It was my shoulder, not my arm but it’s doing a lot better.” You give a nod to this.

“Sooo… may I come in?” You ask, already knowing the answer.

“No you may not!” You jump a little at the, that’s not what you were expecting at all. “(Y/n), this is the last straw.” Oh shoot, you know whose voice that is. You turn around and sure enough there’s your foster parents, angrier then ever before.

“What’s the big deal? I left a note this time.” You whine.

“Writing ‘Your windows can’t hold me down’ isn’t what we meant by a note! Honestly, are you trying to give us daily panic attacks? You’re lucky we’ve caught onto the pattern.” One places their arms on their hips.

“More like unlucky.” You mutter.

“Listen, (y/n), we know you’ve been having a hard time adjusting to things since your parents…” They trail off a bit, you look away from them sombrely. “It’s been hard on all of us and we just want the best for you, but you make it very hard for us with you constantly running away from us. Do you understand?” You fidget with your hands and look back at the guards who were stuck having to awkwardly stand there and watch this unfold, if anything you felt bad for them. “Come along now, say your apologies to the guards and we can go home.”

“Go home? But you just got here.” The sound of Cassandra’s voice immediately perks you up, spinning around you see her coming over and go to give her a hug, which she returns with a soft chuckle.

“Ah! Terribly sorry for the disturbance, Lady de Rolo. We’re sure you have more important matters to deal with so we’ll be taking our leave.”

“You’re correct, I do have important matters to deal with, and they involve this child in your care.” You look to her confused, she gives you a smile then looks back to your foster parents. “If my intel is correct you were fostering (y/n) out of respect of their parents correct?”

“They were close friends of ours for many years. We didn’t want (y/n) to be left completely alone but we knew we weren’t exactly ready to take full responsibility yet, as shameful as that sounds. So we swore we’d care for them as best we could until we found someone we knew could give them the care they truly deserved.”

“Then I’m sure you’ll be happy to receive this.” Cassandra hands some papers, you look between the three of them unsure of what was going on.

“Are-are you sure M’Lady? We’d understand if you-”

“No need for any of that. I made up my mind and I’m certain it’s the best choice for all of us.”

“Best choice of what? What’s going on?” You ask utterly lost, why did people have to be so vague about things sometimes. Cassandra kneels down and lifts you into her arms, you weren’t complaining but that didn’t make anything less confusing for you. You foster parents offer you a smile and a small bow.

“We hope you’ll behave yourself a little better here, young de Rolo.” Wait what?! Did they just…

“Huh? But I’m not…” You trail off and your eyes widen when the pieces start clicking into place, shifting a little to get a better look at Cassandra. “Really?” She gives you a nod and you can’t help but hug her. She sets you down giving you the chance to hug your, now former, foster parents. “Thanks for looking after me, even if I did give you trouble.”

“You promise us you won’t go sneaking off on your new family and we’ll call it even.”

“Deal!” The two take their leave while you wave to them with Cassandra. When you can’t see them anymore you look up at Cassandra and she looks back down at you, holding out her hand. You happily accept and the two of you walk back to the castle, the guards open the doors for you.

“Welcome home, (y/n).”

[peach-the-owl]

*Emerges from the depths of the void, drops post* See ya in another few months… maybe… *Crawls back into the void*

Cuddles 2.0

Vox Machina & Child!Reader (Kids Machina)

Pike

You could be a nervous bean more often than you’d like to admit, you loved cuddles but never know when to ask for some. Luckily Pike knows how to read your body language and is more than happy to offer cuddles with you when things aren’t crazy. With time you get braver at asking yourself but it’s always good to know that Pike can always tell when you need one.

Pike’s skill to read your emotions works effectively well on those days where you feel down and lonely, especially when you two are away from the rest of the group to fulfil your duties to Sarenrae. Pike will start by asking if you’re okay, try as you might sometime you just can’t lie to her and she’ll warmly offer to cuddle with you until you feel better.

Keyleth

Cuddles with Keyleth are the best especially when she can wild shape herself into different animals you can snuggle against. You especially love cuddling against her Minxie form, feeling the soft fur under you as you snuggle up to her while she curls around you protectively.

While Keyleth has had her own share of down days, she can’t stand to see the downtrodden look on your face when your mood is low. She’ll scoop you up and hold you close, telling you stories or even singing to an old lullaby she remembers her mother singing to her when she was little. You relax into her after a while as you listen to her and she can’t help feel some pride at how much you trust and depend on her.

Vex

You liked cuddles but didn’t always show it seeing as Vex wasn’t always one for cuddling, thankfully Trinket was. The bear always happy and willing to give you snuggles when Vex was busy. Sometimes while you’re cuddling Trinket, Vex will sneak in and join in, making the cuddle pile extra special.

On days where your condition strongly affects you and you’re feeling useless, Vex will be there to reassure you and hold you in her embrace for as long as you need, telling you over and over that you’re not useless and that she’s happy you’re here with her. Her reassuring words to you always help lift your spirits more and make the bad days more bearable.

Vax

Vax likes his time alone, you understand this, you like your alone time too, but sharing some cuddles every now and again is always nice. The only few times you’ve interrupted his alone time for snuggles are the times he’s in an extra standoffish and distant mood, wanting to lift his mood, it always works or at least helps him feel better.

When you’re the one in a down and distant mood Vax will give you some space at first, give you time to come to him. You eventually do but don’t say anything, letting him talk to you, not about what the issue is, no he won’t push you for that, he’ll sit with you and talk about what he did or how he outwitted Grog in their latest “game”. Slowly but surely making you feel better, while he feels a sense of pride for perking you up again.

Grog

You’re a small, fragile child who likes sharing hugs, he’s a large, powerful goliath who could snap you like a twig if he’s not careful. Thankfully, for both of you, Gorg’s had lots of practice with handling smaller beings

Grog can have a hard time understanding feelings. Especially when you get stubborn and say you’re fine, he accepts that answer until one of the others tells him that you’re 100% not fine. He’s confused, you said you were fine but you were lying? Why would you do that? He doesn’t know exactly what to do so he’ll just scoop you up and keep you close to him until you’re actually feeling better.

Percy

Percy isn’t a touchy feely man always busy, always tinkering. Being his apprentice you get to stay close to him so you could deal with not getting cuddles or hugs. Occasionally when a project of your own goes well and tests successfully he’ll proudly ruffle your hair, it wasn’t much but you’ll take what you can get.

Some days you just don’t feel motivated or worthy of being Percy’s apprentice. When he notices, and he will notice, you’re not in the workshop with him he will drop everything to find you. When he locates where you’re hiding he’ll just talk to help you get your mind off of your troubles and doubts because he knows better then anyone that you are worthy and he couldn’t have asked for a better apprentice.

Scanlan

He’s tried not to get close to you, didn’t want to give the wrong message to whoever he’s flirting with but after that time you called him dad he’s become more open to it, if only a little bit. Scanlan hadn’t realized just how much he’d enjoy something as simple as a hug, sure he’s spent the night with many women, but that pales in comparison to the genuine parental connection he felt when you’d hug him.

When you’d feel sad or upset about something he’s there to cheer you up, with a joke, story or song, anything to see your cheery face again. To the rest of the team’s shock he’s even brushed off ladies who openly tried flirting with him because he saw your watery eyes and pouting expression.

[peach-the-owl]

How about Crit role cast with child reader where they do a special one-shot the child’s wanted to do for the child’s birthday.

Have I always wanted to do something like this? Well yeah, who hasn’t. Did I end up projecting a little because my own birthday wasn't that long ago? No… m-maybe…

Enjoy everyone! 😁

The Birthday Heist

Crit Role Cast & Child!Reader

“Someone’s excited.” Marisha comments on your beaming face as you enter the studio with her. You look up at her, practically buzzing with excitement.

“I am! I can’t wait to finally play with you guys.” You cheer, trying not to rush too far ahead of her so you don’t end up getting lost. She laughs happily at your excitement as you both weave around until you make it to that iconic table. It always takes you a second to remember that what you see on the livestream isn’t everything shown from behind the scenes with all the microphones, cameras and crew about trying to set up for tonight.

“And we’re excited for you to join us too.” Matt says giving you a couple pats on the shoulder before joining in getting everything setup.

“I heard it was someone’s birthday today!” You hear, looking over at Travis, Laura not too far behind. You’re quick to jump into his opened arms, accepting the bear hug from him.

“Hey, you’re squishing me!” You pout playfully after a bit, this just makes him hold on slightly tighter.

“Good.” He responds just as playfully before finally letting you go. Once you’re placed down you go and give a hug to Laura who’s defiantly squishing you a lot tighter then Travis did, but it doesn’t last as long and your both giggling once she releases you. Soon enough you Sam enter the studio, he makes eye contact with you before pretending not to see you as he places a hand over his eyes in order to “search” for you. You giggle at his antics but play along copying his actions until you both make eye contact again in which he then dramatically points at you and hurries over.

“Ah ha! I hath found the birthday kid!” He declares like it’s some great achievement. He then proceeds to ruffle your hair and give you a much lighter hug compared to Travis’. He then proceeds to go get some things ready at the table while you go over to greet Ashley.

“Hey kiddo, ready to be apart of the action?” Ashley asks once you approach her.

“You bet I am!” You say, placing your hands on your hips triumphantly.

“Awesome! You’re going to do great, I know it.” She encourages with a sweet smile, you give her a determined nod and finally go to take a seat at the table…

You bounced eagerly in your seat as you waited for everyone to finish setting up before going live. Honestly you were still a little surprised they all agreed to do this one-shot with you, Liam seemed to be the most eager to agree but to be fair that man will jump at any and every opportunity to play DnD.

“You have everything ready?” Speak of the devil and they shall appear, Liam takes a seat next to, he agreed to help you figure out the rules of the game. It’s not like you hadn’t played before but sometimes you’d forget when or what to role for certain actions.

“I think so, but I still need to ask Laura if I can use some of her dice since I don’t have my own yet.” You beam. Joining you on the other side was Taliesin which you were very happy about, I mean who better to also help you then the all knowing eldrich being himself.

“You’re telling me you asked for this one-shot, had a character in mind and everything, but you don’t have your own set of dice?” He looks at you with a mock surprise expression.

“I really wanted to play a game, forgot about what I need to play.” You mumble sheepishly.

“Hey, it’s all fine. I was just messing with you, this is going to be a lot of fun, you’ll see.” He smiles at you and ruffles your hair, making you giggle in response.

“If it’s all fine, then are you’re saying I got these for (y/n) for nothing?” Taliesin jokes holding a small container of (f/c) dice (idk, you can imagine it as your favourite set or your luckiest set of dice, doesn’t matter to me). If it were possible your eyes sparkle as you take the gift from him and look it over carefully.

“This is really for me?” You gawk.

“Of course it’s your birthday, the one day you can get away with being spoiled.” You give him a hug alongside a thank you, he happily returns the hug with you.

“You know those dice will be extra lucky too, since they’ve been blessed by the man himself.” Matt jumps in having overheard the three of you talking, Taliesin brushing him off playfully but still giving a proud smile. The others take their respective seats at the table as the crew finish setting up and are about to go live, Matt readying himself for the intro.

“Hello everyone, and welcome to tonight’s episode of Critical Role, where a bunch of us nerdy voice actors sit around and play dungeons and dragons…”

“WE PLAY DUNGEONS AND DRAGONS!!!” You all happily shout, the game hadn’t even started yet and you were already enjoying yourself.

“Today we’re stepping away from our main campaign as we embark on a special one-off adventure for the youngest member of our cast here with us today. If you’d like to say hi to everyone.” Matt says gesturing towards you, letting you take a moment to smile brightly at the camera and wave to the live audience.

“Hi guys, I’m super excited to finally get to play! Thanks again for doing this for me.” You say looking around at everyone.

“Aww, we’re really happy to have you here with us.” Laura coos back. After a couple more shenanigans with the group involving sponsors it was time to start your very first adventure on Critical Role…

The premise to the whole adventure was, as the title suggested (yes the title of this story is what they’d call the one-shot), a heist revolving around your birthday just with your character in place of yourself and with that wonderful fantasy aspect DnD provides. All characters were set to level 5 given the simplicity to the adventure, not that it felt that simple to you, getting help whenever you’d need it for different stat rolls. A very small part of you felt just a little out of place, yes this is what you had asked for and while you did get to share plenty of laughs with everyone you also didn’t feel like you matched their level of skill. Thankfully everyone was quick to catch on and reassure you that you were doing great and that it was okay if you weren’t exactly perfect, after all you haven’t been as long as they all have and so long as you were having fun that was what really mattered to them.

After hours of playing, with a nice break in between to catch your breaths, it was time for the final climactic fight of your little adventure. With the few smaller encounters earlier you were already decent enough to handle some of the combat on your own, although there were still some things you had to ask about. You were ready to face down your foe, a nasty mutant werebear who decided to play party crasher, your Draconic Bloodline sorcerer (yes, I’m basic) still plenty prepared to throw everything they have at it. The fight feels intense, at least to you, as you all work together to chip away at the bosses health. It was your turn and Matt had already described the beast looking pretty rough which you knew meant it was close to being defeated, you take a breath and grab your new dice to use for this attack, taking a breath you roll for the hit.

“No way!” You hear Liam say astonishment, you look at him then Taliesin who’s smiling like an idiot, looking down at your dice stunned. “Tell them, tell them, tell them.” Liam urges astonishment replaced with a large, goofy smile that you mimic as you look up at Matt.

“NAT 20 BABY!” You shout and the table goes nuts over it. Matt having to take a second to compose himself.

“That is a definite hit. Go and roll for damage.” And you do just that, getting to hear the phrase that always erupts the table in chaotic joy. “Okay (y/n)… How do you want to do this?” Now they may not tell you this but the game was slightly rigged so you’d get the last hit no matter what, the fact you landed a natural 20 was honestly just the cherry on top.

“I want to raise my arms and call on the power of my blue dragon grandparent, or whatever they’re called, and summon a bolt of lightning to strike at the evil bear man.” You describe as best as possible. Matt nods and looks back over the table as he begins to describe what happens.

“As you raise your arms to the sky, you can feel the ancestral bloodline flow through you like a current of electricity, sparks bzzz bzzz start to flare off your fingertips with the energy collecting with yourself. You focus on this power, drawing yourself closer to it, taking aim as the lightning launches from your hands it’s as if you hear the distant roar of a dragon through it, striking at the werebear, singeing the fur as they howl in pain. RRRAAAHHRR! All goes silent and when the smoke clears you see the charred remains, small sparks emanating off of the once mutated creature.” You listen in awe at his description, loving the little sound effects he always added. Everyone lets out a cheer at the victory and once you’ve happily wrapped up the rest of the adventure and finish the livestream everyone heads over to where they usual host Talk Machina, but instead they had a small set up waiting for you, cake and a couple presents waiting to be opened.

“HAPPY BIRTHDAY (Y/N)!!” Everyone cheers. Today was the best birthday of your life, hands down.

[demigoddessqueens]

HI!!! I really love reading your CR fics, and I was wondering if I could request something.

Like, how would the group of VM and MN (platonic or romantic) react to the reader who has a book that they are always seen with in their hands, but hides it when asked until one day the member finds it with the reader nowhere to be seen, so curiosity gets them, they look through it and find multiple sketches of them and the group in it and are blown away by how like the level of detail renders them speechless and maybe blushing (nothing suggestive) just moments of them smiling, laughing, focusing or celebrating a win at a tavern or something, please and thank you. :)

sure thing :) kinda had some fun with this //slight s3 spoilers

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Keyleth

She’s never given a second thought to how she looks during the mundane, especially when laughing as the corner of her eyes crinkle, laugh lines form and nose scrunches.

A flower blooms on the mantle worn on her head, petals bursting with the emotion that’s wracked her whole body.

Percy

He’s not a stranger to the random doodling, especially when his mind wanders with new creations. But your drawings throw him off, admiring the attention detail you’ve added as he feels his cheeks and ears flush.

Even if he’s internally fighting the urge to keep the “upstanding decorum” a teasing comment still utters out.

“Careful, my love, I can’t have you distracted on me now.”

Vax

The stinging feeling flares up along his hand and he’s not sure how much longer he can hide this ‘condition’ from you.

Seeing you capture more intimate moments feels bittersweet. He’ll fight to stay for you, just to be able to have a sliver of some peace again with you.

Pike

The cleric has an underrated stealthy side to her skills, so it’s a total surprise when you suddenly hear a rustle and she’s right on your shoulder

“You know you could make me taller if you wanted to.”

Vex

Teasing is like a second language to her, only reserved for the ones who are near to her heart. You, her affectionate bookworm, have seemed more distracted than usual and she’s curious as to why.

She turns through the pages of your sketchbook reverently, fingers tracing along the lines that form her hair and body when you’ve seen her best.

Grog

Jokes and sometimes aloof manner aside, the barbarian knows you’ve been more distracted than lately. And seeing as how that sketchbook is the culprit, what could possibly be so entertaining?”

His vanity is not to the extreme as some (*coughScanlan) but he walks a lil taller, more puffed out chest, holding his head high whenever he sees you come across

Scanlan

Ever so nosy, he just couldn’t help himself to just sneak a peek at what’s kept you occupied. It’s a stroke to his ego but in a way that leaves his heart hammering and full.

“Well I do have an amazing profile so they got that right.”

[demigoddessqueens]

Grog romantic HC please? Big boi doesn’t get enough lovins. 🥹

Of course! Big muscles for a big heart!

Grog romance includes…

Ok so he totally flexes his muscles just to show off to you

Likes to brag about how many fights he’s “won”

Pike is his wingman/wingwoman and always hypes him up every time he tries to talk to you

That being said…he’s a terrible flirt but it’s endearing to you 💕

Think of it as a mix of himbo warrior

Gives the biggest bear hugs ever!

Incredibly protective!! be it intentional or unintentional

Entirely blunt in his compliments to you because he sees no reason to ever lie to you

Also makes sense that Pike is protective of him too, and always wants to know that you’re genuine with Grog

You get the shoulder seats along with Pike

[demigoddessqueens]

Vox Machina romantic partner seeing the lovely sketches Garmelie made of their s/o.

This is my favorite part of the show🤣

I live for Fae shenanigans!! 🤣

Grog

Can’t stop staring at said art but then realizes it’s you as you’re walking up to see what it is, to which Grog chucks said art. Also threatens to beat up Garmelie

Pike

Tries to play it off cool, but fails, with a whole “no! It’s not you, just happens to be someone who looks like you!”

Keyleth

As if it didn’t take her by surprise already, you’re curious nature wants to know what has gotten such a reaction from her, but the cherry blush gives it away

Percy

He’s either going to make the Fae regret this or he’ll have them keep him in the Feywild forever because he’s about to implode from embarrassment

Scanlan

Offended! By no means by the art, but by the fact that why didn’t he think of this sooner? And how dare the Fae think they’re ahead of him?

Vax’ildan

An embarrassed but smitten blush as he tries to wrestle for said “sketch” of you, sure he’s thought of you like that but he doesn’t want to impose on you either

Vex’ahlia

Oh she’s deep into the denial! Trying to play it off as “I’m fine!” but the wide eyes and panicked expression(s) tell you otherwise

[demigoddessqueens]

So I saw the Vox Machina s/o wolf walker and I cant help but wonder:

Werewolf s/o who acts like a big puppy around their chosen member of VM? Like they will wine like a dog, puppy eyes and all and as soon as they get pats or attention that person is now being suffocated by snuggles and or licks to the face or the person next to the werewolf gets beaten up by a fluffy tail.

Awwww omygosh this is so cute!!

Werewolf “big puppy” would include….

Perfect for cuddles!!

Keyleth (and Minxie) have a new cuddle buddies!

Grog sometimes likes to play-wrestle with you

Vex and Vax are now smooshed into a Trinket-you sandwich

Scanlan gets you to howl along with his harmonizations, which keeps everyone up at night

Or sometimes even Pike joins in, giving you belly rubs in a whole “who’s the best?? You are!!”

After Vax got his wings, now it’s raven boi trying to play tag with you

Always nudging into Percy relentlessly until he finally gives in with an exasperated, “ugh fine! If I let you, will you stop pestering me?”

“🥺🐶”

The cuddles and pets go on for hours but he’ll never admit it

Bonus:

You stay in this form for so long that when you morphed back into human form one afternoon, everyone was confused. Like a “who are you?!” moment before you explain. “It’s me!”

[demigoddessqueens]

Can you write something where it’s reader and vox machina. It’s one of those times where they’re just having to camp outside. So they all sleep around the fire, reader is nice and cozy, and they fall asleep. However, when they wake up, they feel pair of arms around them and they look and it’s one of the members  vox machina dead asleep still.  Reader looks around and they notice that they’re still in the same spot, it was said member that moved closer to them. Either on purpose or on accident in their sleep. 

Ohmygod that’s adorable! 🥹Sneak cuddles 🥰

Percy

You’re eyes are wide open as soon as you see the gloved hand holding you close. Soft, gentle breaths bat against your neck and you could have sworn you heard your name

Grog

You could have sworn you felt more heat than usual until you see the beefy bicep engulf you. Each heavy breath make you fall and rise with his chest.

Keyleth

It’s a tentative but also firm grip on you. It’s a feeling of being cherished. Everything is serene and perfect this morning

Pike

A small armored hand is on your waist, gentle rubs and pats that feel protective and loving

Vex’ahlia

Talk about a tight grip on you. You haven’t the heart to wake the archer but surrender to the firm comfort as another arm wraps around you

Vax’ildan

Not only is there a muscled arm around you, but the protective black wing(s) is/are wrapped around you as well. He slightly stirs a bit but only to pull you closer

Scanlan

He snuggled in between your arms and you feel him rubbing small circles into your arms. A soft humming from the gnome warms your heart