#wasperfect

[washonest]

@wasperfect asked:  “Into the garbage chute, flyboy!” Ruby @ percy

if percy was to recount the tale of how he came into possession of a tiny, dark haired, gun toting maniac, he wasn’t sure he could pinpoint a single detail.  all he knew now was that half the city guard was after them, he was soaking wet, and she tugged at his hand with all the desperation of a child guiding their parents towards the cupboard for candy.  and he hadn’t had a single moment to question any of it.

he certainly hadn’t had any time to anticipate a dead end.  as if there was any room to worry about something else, he had to go and get himself cornered.

clearly the girl was more perceptive than he, because she found the chute before he did.  for a brief moment, percy considered standing his ground and fighting, if it meant maintaining a shred of dignity.  but then he remembered that all hope had already been lost, and with a resigned sigh, dived head first into the chute, the girl at his heels.

“this better not be an incinerator!”  he cried as he slid further and further down the chute.

[pistolslinger]

💕 heck

😚💖 ( selectively accepting i’m sorry 😭 )

UR DAMN CREATIVE IS WHAT U ARE. idk how u manage to write as many muses as u do and write them all so consistently & brilliantly, so engaging and easy to interact with AND well thought out??, but u DO. it is so fun and easy to develop character relationships with u, and come up with aus...... and also u are just........a cutie patootie. ur the hazel to my jason for sure <3

[washonest]

@wasperfect asked:   ‘ don’t you know, you never split the party, ‘ scanlan’s fingers trembled on his guitar strings. he never used to have trouble getting through songs. ‘ clerics in the back, keep the fighter healed and hearty. the wizard in the middle, where they can shed some light. and never let your damn thief outta sight. never let your — damn thief outta s - sight. ‘

as scanlan’s song came to a close, the room was silent.  a sense of melancholy washed over them, the same feeling they’d been drowning in for weeks.  it was vex’halia who broke the silence, her voice thick with emotion, tears shining in her eyes.  “please, scanlan -- no more.  not tonight, i-” her voice caught in her throat, and vex buried her face in her hands.  beside her, percy placed his right hand on her back.  the left was curled into a fist in his lap, tight enough to draw blood with his fingernails.  his eyes were trained on the floor, jaw set tight.

“so what are we going to do about this?”  it was keyleth.  though her cheeks were stained with tears, nose red and voice wavering, there was a conviction in her eyes that couldn’t be missed.  “all this...  all this crying and moping instead of figuring out how we’re getting him back.  this isn’t what we do.  this isn’t what vox machina does, okay?  so -- so get up, and help me bring our thief home.”

vex looked up, her eyes shining.  “how?”

“i don’t know yet.”  keyleth replied breathlessly, wiping her cheeks.  “but we’re talented, and we don’t give up, and we’re just stupid enough to try anything.  we can do this, i know it.”

[washonest]

@wasperfect asked:   sits in the bath with percival.

this wasn’t the first time percy had seen vax’ildan naked.  not by a long shot.  its not even the first time they’ve shared a bath.  but their relationship had changed a lot over the course of a few months, and despite himself, percy’s face turned a humiliating shade of pink as vax’s admittedly enticing form slipped into the water with him.

“were the others baths not available?”   percy asked, sinking an inch lower into the water almost subconsciously.  “i don’t mind sharing, however it might be a bit... cramped.”   he bit his lip.  “you can come closer, if you want.  to save space, of course.”

[washonest]

@wasperfect asked:   “ c'mere. lay with me. “ vax n percy

percy was in a daze, unable to tell what was real and what was not.  he saw glimpses of vax’s face in between the flashes of crimson blood and pale skin that littered his vision.  he couldn’t speak, body trembling -- but he was pliable, and easy enough for vax to maneuver back into bed.  it wasn’t until vax’s arms were around him, percy’s head resting on his chest, one leg thrown over vax’s thighs, that he was able to re-center himself.

percy buried himself into vax’s side, as tight as he could go.  his body didn’t stop shaking, but the warmth of his partner made it easier to relax, trying to breathe through the fear that struck him.  he was grateful for vax, for his gentle hand and calming voice that made it a little easier to cope with his demons -- figurative ones, not literal.

“thank you,”  percy whispered hoarsely, praying vax didn’t notice his shirt growing damp.

[washonest]

@wasperfect asked:   95 vax n percy

percy could feel the panic beginning to grow in his chest, that pesky feeling that often struck him hard and fast, without warning.  his fingers tightened against the arm of his chair, trying to fight it off, eyes growing distant and unfocused.  leave it to vax’ildan to sense him in crisis before it even really began.  vax’s hands were on his face in a second, forcing his eyes to focus.  the touch was warm, soothing, vax’s fingers rubbing gentle circles against his cheeks, and somewhere far away, he heard the other man whispering something soft.  slowly but surely, percy felt his mind return, the pounding in his heart a distant memory.

vax was very close, their noses only a hairs breadth apart.  his dark eyes were locked on percy’s, waiting to see the fog clear.  “thank you,” percy breathed.  his fingers had wrapped around the front of vax’s shirt at some point, though he couldn’t recall doing it.   “thank you--”  he said again.

and then he closed the gap between them, lips pressed together in a quick but heated kiss.  it lasted only a moment before percy came to his senses, pulling away at once, cheeks immediately turning a deep shade of pink.   “i don’t know why i did that.  i’m sorry, i shouldn’t have.  you can... you can go now.”

[washonest]

@wasperfect​ asked:   “Breathe. Hi, we found you, just breathe for me, okay?” Em n hazel

hazel couldn’t find the energy to fight the pain off  - that was something that had never happened before.  he was barely conscious, struggling to find his breath, and the feeling that encompassed him was nothing short of agony.  the worst part was that he couldn’t move - couldn’t lift his head, couldn’t move his hands, couldn’t even shout for help.  all his energy was gone, spent, and he knew nothing but the pain.

emerald’s voice didn’t sound real to him.  hazel was convinced he was dreaming, or maybe even hallucinating.  but the way his body jostled as she knelt beside him felt real, and as hazel finally managed to open his eyes, her face came into view with shocking clarity.  “hey...”  he croaked out, wincing as another wave of pain washed over him.  “you made it.”

[washonest]

@wasperfect asked:  ‘it’s all there, razzle-dazzle man.’ scanlan trying to give gilmore 25kg for some diamonds

gilmore rose back to his full height, no longer interested in scrutinizing the impressive stack of gold before him.  strange as it might have been to trust the bard, shaun found it hard not to.  there was a sort of desperation in his eyes, behind all the charm and sweet-talking, that he found oddly compelling.   “alright, alright, i’m sure you’re correct.  the diamonds are yours.  say, how did you come up with a haul like this?  its quite... unlike you.”

shaun paused, head cocked to the side curiously as he waited for an answer.  “and my dear, what on earth do you need these diamonds for?   something daring, i hope.  you know i love a good story.”