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An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works
[xenia]
"They found out," Essek said. The words feel fat and unwieldy on his tongue, especially as Eadwulf looked up keenly at him. "Not the Mighty Nein." He tried instead, "It was a dangerous situation. I thought—"
Eadwulf's lips had quirked up. "You thought to come to dangerous people?"
written for @tangereendream and @cr-summer-wildflowers !
Rating: T Relationships: Eadwulf Grieve/Essek Thelyss, Astrid Becke/Eadwulf Grieve/Essek Thelyss, background Astrid Becke/Eadwulf Grieve Characters: Eadwulf Grieve, Essek Thelyss, Astrid Becke Words: 3189 Posted: 19 July 2026
for the empire
astrid und wulf, ich liebe dich <3
I think Eadwulf would've also seen the similarities Essek shares with Caleb, and I think he should've been weird about it. Like bending Essek over the desk while they were alone and calling him Bren, for example.
Would anyone be able to tell me if Astrid and Eadwulf were mentioned or alluded to at all during the Critical Role Liveshow? Thanks!
Who is at the Berlin liveshow?? Please tell me everything about RedChild's involvement!
Synonyms for Worship
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Summary:
Eadwulf can’t stop staring at the blood. He reaches up, trembling, breathing through the spasms, and wipes the corner of Essek’s mouth with his left thumb. The blood is fresh, still hot. “Did she hurt you?”
“That doesn’t matter now, does it?” Essek doesn’t flinch away from the contact. Bren has made him more comfortable in his own skin. When they’d first met, they could barely touch. “She’s dead. And you’re being foolish.”
“I’m always foolish.”
Essek narrows his eyes. “You can lie to your master so she fucks you in the way you like, and you can lie to Beauregard because she doesn’t have time to confront you about it right now, but don’t lie to me. We’ve done terrible things together, Eadwulf Grieve, and I have very little to lose. Don’t insult me.”
(Eadwulf kills again and again and again. It feels like coming home).