i've met the devil. that's not him.

“No man can walk so long in the Shadow that he cannot come again to the Light.” ― Robert Jordan Private Percival Fredrickstein von Musel Klowssowki de Rolo III, loved by L.

[smokeswirled]

Indie&Private Percy de Rolo from Critical Role.

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[uselesslexbian]

the tortured poets department: the anthology sentence starters.

i just don't understand how you don't miss me.

i may never open up the way i did for you.

do you hate me?

you knew the price goin' in.

i can tell when somebody still wants me.

whether i'm gonna curse you out or take you back to my house, i haven't decided yet.

you were never not mine.

even if it's handcuffed, i'm leaving here with you.

we broke all the pieces but still want to play the game.

told my friends i hate you, but i love you just the same.

pick your poison, babe. i'm poison either way.

they tried to warn you about me.

you're in terrible danger.

i tried to warn you about them.

if you want to break my cold, cold heart, just say "i loved you the way that you were."

you said some things that i can't unabsorb.

you needed me, but you needed drugs more.

if you want to tear my world apart, say you'll always wonder.

will i always wonder?

i can't pretend like i understand.

how did it end?

it's happening again.

tell me 'bout the first time you saw me.

are you gonna marry, kiss, or kill me?

no one's ever had me, not like you.

tell me something awful.

tell me all your secrets.

i don't believe in good luck now that i know what's what.

seems like it was never even fun back then.

i'm lonely, but i'm good.

i'm bitter, but i swear i'm fine.

this place made me feel worthless.

i can't forgive the way you made me feel.

there wouldn't be this if there hadn't been you.

maybe you've reframed it and in your mind you didn't beat my spirit black and blue.

i don't think you've changed much.

everyone knows that my mother is a saintly woman but she used to say she wished that you were dead.

does it feel alright to not know me?

i'm addicted to the "if only."

i guess a lesser woman would've lost hope.

i don't want money. i just want someone who wants my company.

do you believe me now?

they say what doesn't kill you makes you aware. what happens if it becomes who you are?

is it something i did?

i thought it was just goodbye for now.

you said you were gonna grow up then you were gonna come find me.

life was always easier on you than it was on me.

i didn't want to hang around.

we must stop meeting like this.

you are bloodthirsty.

you have no room in your dreams for regrets.

i'm not a donor but i'd give you my heart if you needed it.

the story isn't mine anymore.

[dawnshe]

there’s this certain guilt that tends to hound her on nights like this. percival deserves his rest and she is not sure how restful the rest of her night will be. she hasn’t had nightmares like this since she was younger and she hates that she has them now, disturbing not just hers but her husband’s sleep as well. she comes to with a shake, she bolts upright, and even as she comes to she’s panting and sweating, thankful for the dark so percy cannot see the tears spilling from her eyes even if she is certain he likely knows they are there.

a shaky exhale leaves her mouth the moment she feels his hands in her hair, confirmation that she has pulled him from sleep, though she tries to focus on her breathing, on hand clutching the hand that pulls her in, thumbing at percy’s palm to try and get confirmation that he’s here, she’s awake and the other closing her eyes as she tries to pull herself together. “ …please? ” but she doesn’t want him to move. she does not want him far, so vex, hesitantly sits and waits. “ i’m sorry dear. i didn’t mean to wake you. ”

"You have nothing to apologize for, love." He says quietly, but reassuringly. They go back and forth on their nightmares, though Percy's have diminished a little over the years, but they are still more frequent than Vex' have ever been. Which doesn't make hers any less terrifying, of course, if anything, he thinks, they're MORE terrifying.

"Give me a minute," He says, leaning over to kiss the top of her head softly, before he swings out of bed and stacks up some of the wood to light the fire. He doesn't have any magic to use for it, but he's built a device that creates more airflow, causing the wood to catch fire more quickly. Once the fire gets going, Percy returns to the bed, reaching out to take Vex' hand. "Would you like something to drink? Some water? Food, maybe? I could have some soup made,"

[smokeswirled]

"You have nothing to apologize for, love." He says quietly, but reassuringly. They go back and forth on their nightmares, though Percy's have diminished a little over the years, but they are still more frequent than Vex' have ever been. Which doesn't make hers any less terrifying, of course, if anything, he thinks, they're MORE terrifying.

"Give me a minute," He says, leaning over to kiss the top of her head softly, before he swings out of bed and stacks up some of the wood to light the fire. He doesn't have any magic to use for it, but he's built a device that creates more airflow, causing the wood to catch fire more quickly. Once the fire gets going, Percy returns to the bed, reaching out to take Vex' hand. "Would you like something to drink? Some water? Food, maybe? I could have some soup made,"

[firepassed]

despite everything, despite her exhaustion and the never ending heaviness that sits in her mind, no one can make her smile and laugh quite like percival. a silly comment causing her to shrug her shoulders as a tired sort of shrug found her shoulders, though her eye do close as she finally caved in relaxation as he kissed her head and pulled her in closer, eyes briefly fluttering shut. “ you’re pretty popular percival. but fine. keep your secrets. i suppose i will just have to start making secret guesses. ” she teased with a hum, briefly closing her eyes, opening them again only at his question.

“ i… don’t know…. ” her words are soft, tense, and suddenly she feels almost wide awake, reminded of what she ought to be doing instead of lying here. briefly her eyes try to find her work, to try and start mentally working on it without moving but the warmth that comes from percival’s hold stills her.

the druid leaned back, both of her hands going lightly to rest over percy’s as she sighed a bit. “ i ought to return tomorrow. ” she had a job, a responsibility, people who needed her. but… it lingered in the air, unspoken, but heavy, keyleth sighed, tilting her head to try and catch his eyes.

“ just how long am i welcome? ” an answer she knew and again, the question is meant to keep things light. “ perhaps i can stay a few more nights. till the weeks end. ”

"Oh, I do believe you are REQUIRED to stay at least a few weeks each year. It's in the friendship contract, don't you know? And you are welcome to take those weeks at any given time in however long succession." He teases back, though in reality Percy wishes that she would stay for a little longer.

He knows that Keyleth has her DUTIES, and nobody quite works as hard as she does, but he also knows that there's no point in overworking yourself, it all just comes back to bite you into the ass, so to speak.

"You deserve some rest, you know?" He says, his voice much SOFTER than it had been before when he had been teasing her. "You work harder than anyone I've ever known, and you can only be a good leader if you know how to recharge and make yourself a priority." He's one to talk, really, but Percy had learned these things the hard way, and while his father had been a good man, he also probably hadn't regretted not spending more hours in his office when he had been murdered and taken way before his time. "Just...promise me you'll rest with me, just for a little bit, yes?"

[smokeswirled]

"Oh, I do believe you are REQUIRED to stay at least a few weeks each year. It's in the friendship contract, don't you know? And you are welcome to take those weeks at any given time in however long succession." He teases back, though in reality Percy wishes that she would stay for a little longer.

He knows that Keyleth has her DUTIES, and nobody quite works as hard as she does, but he also knows that there's no point in overworking yourself, it all just comes back to bite you into the ass, so to speak.

"You deserve some rest, you know?" He says, his voice much SOFTER than it had been before when he had been teasing her. "You work harder than anyone I've ever known, and you can only be a good leader if you know how to recharge and make yourself a priority." He's one to talk, really, but Percy had learned these things the hard way, and while his father had been a good man, he also probably hadn't regretted not spending more hours in his office when he had been murdered and taken way before his time. "Just...promise me you'll rest with me, just for a little bit, yes?"

[dawnshe]

there was part of her, a foolish part of her as she now understands, that had this worry, that it wouldn’t be something that he would have wanted. these last few months has been something of a rush to have any conversation- first needing to take down vecna, then finding grog, talk of their future had been short and not in depth but vex is partially laughing at herself. this look in her eyes… his smile, the hand upon her small, barely present bump. well she did not want to think about the implications that came with the realization of just what she’s fought while pregnant, but that is behind them for now. vex is far more focused the feeling of which brought tears to her eyes as she took percy in, trying to capture this moment for her mind forever.

“ there are so many things that we will have to share with them. ” her mind can see it now, telling stories and sharing songs from byroden, taking walks around whitestone… making treats at the slayers cake. “ maybe… maybe we can learn to make a toy or something… ” there were so many things, some they could do soon, some would not be for years but she could see it all, and percy wearing this same smile in all of the images flashing in her head that he has now.

her hand rest over his and she thumbs at his palm as tears slip from her eyes, a bit of a chuckle leaving her mouth. “ well i do believe that is something we are rather good at. i would certainly have no complaints on making more babies.” she teases with a soft chuckle, but she sobers a little at the question, nodding her head.

“ i think i would like a big family as well. we do have a whole castle to fill, do we not? ” another tear slips from her eyes. “ i would really like that… you… you are going to be such a wonderful father dear. and i cannot wait to see it. ”

Percy had given up HOPE of becoming a father, of falling in love even, the night the Briarwoods had taken over their castle and murdered his family, and he thinks he cannot be blamed for that. He might have lost himself in thoughts of revenge if he had never met his friends, if he had never met Vex, who had made falling in love seem so...effortless.

He hadn't WANTED to fall in love, but she hadn't even given him a choice, and oh Percy is more than thankful for it. Reaching up, he gently wipes the tears from her eyes, leaning in to press a soft kiss to her lips. "Indeed we do. A big castle," He chuckles then, and the thought of children running down these halls, laughing, and filling it with life again.

His own eyes fill with tears at her words and he laughs quietly, brushing their noses together. "I...don't know about that, but I shall do my best to love each of these children we'll have with my whole heart, and protect them with all I have and more."

[smokeswirled]

Percy had given up HOPE of becoming a father, of falling in love even, the night the Briarwoods had taken over their castle and murdered his family, and he thinks he cannot be blamed for that. He might have lost himself in thoughts of revenge if he had never met his friends, if he had never met Vex, who had made falling in love seem so...effortless.

He hadn't WANTED to fall in love, but she hadn't even given him a choice, and oh Percy is more than thankful for it. Reaching up, he gently wipes the tears from her eyes, leaning in to press a soft kiss to her lips. "Indeed we do. A big castle," He chuckles then, and the thought of children running down these halls, laughing, and filling it with life again.

His own eyes fill with tears at her words and he laughs quietly, brushing their noses together. "I...don't know about that, but I shall do my best to love each of these children we'll have with my whole heart, and protect them with all I have and more."

[firepassed]

keyleth, despite her best efforts, does not know the first things about building or tinkering, but that does not stop her interest in it. anything her friends care so deeply for is something she longs to experience. will she actually be any help when it comes to building a clock or be able to offer any input? she has her doubts, but because of percy’s love for this, keyleth is quick to smile and nod her head, uttering a small, “ i would love to try and learn and help. ” before joining him i focusing on the moment.

his humming is both distracting and comforting, an oh so gentle smile stretching upon her lips for a moment as she finally feels herself falling into the correct time and pace, following percy’s lead. she tries to hum along as well, even, laughing a little bit, though pausing at the lips pressing her head.

“ percy… ” she needs to say no. she needs to get home. she needs to lead. but she cannot say it, instead exhaling. “ just tonight. okay.” but she pauses, wanting to make the air lighter again if even for a moment. “ ..do tell me i have not missed or forgotten some sort of special occasion that falls upon tonight, though? ”

"What do you mean? As if having you here is not THE MOST special occasion there can be." He means to sound teasing and light, but Percy really does mean the words he speaks. He knows Keyleth is terribly important, maybe more important than all of them together, and she does an extraordinary job, but sometimes he worries that she burdens herself with TOO MUCH.

He knows the feeling, of putting too much pressure on yourself, without anyone else demanding it of you, and he might not be the best at taking his own advice, but his advice is generally GOOD advice. "Okay," He pulls back, the hint of a smile on his face, but his hands not quite letting go of her, lingering on her waist.

"How about we have dinner then? And afterwards I can show you some things at the workshop, how does that sound?"

[smokeswirled]

"What do you mean? As if having you here is not THE MOST special occasion there can be." He means to sound teasing and light, but Percy really does mean the words he speaks. He knows Keyleth is terribly important, maybe more important than all of them together, and she does an extraordinary job, but sometimes he worries that she burdens herself with TOO MUCH.

He knows the feeling, of putting too much pressure on yourself, without anyone else demanding it of you, and he might not be the best at taking his own advice, but his advice is generally GOOD advice. "Okay," He pulls back, the hint of a smile on his face, but his hands not quite letting go of her, lingering on her waist.

"How about we have dinner then? And afterwards I can show you some things at the workshop, how does that sound?"

[wyldache]

keyleth's heart clenches, the pain unbearable as she looks up at percy. he'd always seemed so unruffled to her –– so stoic and put together. until vax'ildan died, and vex'ahlia left, and it was just the two of them struggling to put their broken pieces back together.

❝ you too. ❞ she whispers it quietly, but she knows he can hear how true it is. ❝ sometimes... I even dream about you. you're everywhere. ❞ keyleth wishes she felt half as miserable here as she knows she should. ❝ what do you... what do you think about? when you think about me? ❞

[smokeswirled]

Percy had always been GOOD at putting on an act, and it had been Vox Machina who had been able to see through it for the first time, so he shouldn't be surprised when Keyleth does, too. Maybe he's tired of hiding it though, tired of pretending like he doesn't want her, or that he could ever stop wanting her.

"Everything." He says, voice almost soft, but laced with an impending heat as he reaches out to brush a strand of hair behind her ear, his touch LINGERING. "The way you talk, the way you smile, how your body feels pressed against mine and how it PAINS me when I don't get to touch you."

[wyldache]

@smokeswirled : gets a surprise starter. ➵ keyleth.

no matter how she'd told herself this would be the last time, keyleth always found herself back here, exactly where she'd started. sometimes drunk. sometimes high. most of the time simply craving percy's touch so much if felt like she was both. here she was again, back in his arms and back in his bed.

❝ I missed you, ❞ she murmured against his lips, her heart racing too loudly for her to hear the shame at the back of her head. she wondered if vax could see them now –– if he might hate her for this. ❝ I couldn't stop thinking about you, percy. ❞

[smokeswirled]

Sometimes Percy thinks he isn't STRONG enough to stay away from her, but he...manages somehow, up until the point where Keyleth is the one to seek him out, because how on earth could he turn her away when she's right there, on his doorstep, and in his bed? They'll swear it's the last time, though they both know it's a lie.

"I missed you too," He replies, almost soft, reaching up to brush the hair from her face, "And..." He knows it's a MISTAKE, too, to admit to it, but he can't help himself. "Sometimes you're all I think about, Kiki. It's quite...MADDENING."

[harusuki]

the legend of vox machina gifset per episode season 1 episode 9: the tide of bone

[tuna-fishh]

Has this been done yet

[burr-ell]

i'll never get over percy being a dad. a DAD. he has a little girl who holds his thumb cause her hands are still too little to fit in his, he makes toys for his kiddos and helps them with their homework, he has three entire BEARS in his castle and spoils them rotten, he has the most playful and silly and clever and powerful wife in the world, he's a DAD!!!

[cafetonight]

Tuzak 16: Umut y Ceren hacen el amor.

[crithaus]

POV: you and your wife are the hottest, smartest people in the room and that is but a cold comfort cuz none of these assholes know how to do their jobs and thus, the shit-talking is the most you'll get done today

guys i did it it took forever but i did it

theyre gonna go home and bang and then be responsible realm saving noblefolk after this mark my words

also some more doodles and the timelapse under the cut, if you like please GOD tell me in the tags i beg of u. pretty pretty please, also if you rly rly like the tip option is open, slide ya girl a dolla if u so choose

yknow maybe theyll bang here who knows , who could stop them tbh, decorum??? maybe

[bnmxfld]

It has made me better, loving you.

Henry James / The Portrait of a Lady (via bnmxfld)

[lorn-art]

Gunpowder

[smokeswirled]

keyleth·:

        ❛ 𝐢𝐭’𝐬… 𝐮𝐦, 𝐢𝐭’𝐬… ❜ gods, she can’t remember anything anymore. what movie is on right now? was it animated? keyleth can’t, for the life of her, recall a single detail. maybe if percy’s hand wasn’t around her throat, she’d be able to string a thought together without getting flustered, but she gets the feeling it’s doing exactly what percy wants it to. that hand probably isn’t going anywhere anytime soon. 

❛ I… was so not, ❜ she mumbles, teeth sinking into her lower lip to bite back a moan. but while she might be able to hold herself back and lie through her teeth, her body can’t quite conceal the way she feels. it doesn’t help that keyleth had decided to forgo underwear that night. she’s exposed––just a light hint of hair between her legs––and wet. because, of course she is. ❛ do you… ❜ she glances down, trying to see under his own pants. ❛ are you thinking about it too? ❜

       It’s TRULY a bad idea, but is it, really? There’s reason for them to not do this, but they’ve done it before, and it hasn’t impacted their friendship in any way other than the fact that Percy keeps thinking back to that night and how much he enjoyed himself, despite the circumstances, and now that he’s got Keyleth right here on the bed, dripping wet for him again, he wouldn’t want to be anywhere else.

      He takes his time to brush his fingers against her clit once, then twice, just to feel her SHIVER against him. It’s delicious, really, and they’ve already crossed that line now, he’s not going back. “What do you think?” He then mutters, pressing his lips to her jaw as he reaches for her hand to pull it against his growing erection. “Ready to ditch the movie now?”

[vethbrenatto]

No, you’re making a mistake, please! You need me! You could never give me what I need.