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givemaycoffee · 4 months
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I am curious about the ST fic but I'm gonna slap my face into attention and focus instead on what catches my eye the most (and in no way is my guess of your super top secret smutty fic): Please tell me about Pre-Bond and how your Howl's Moving Castle AU is going!
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Pre-Bond
The idea here was a play on the idea of mating bonds, but combine omegaverse bonds with some ideas stolen from Vulcan mating bonds - namely, the titular pre-bond. Omegaverse bonds typically happen on the neck, but I was thinking a pre-bond could happen via the scent glands on the wrist.
You know the scene at the end of The Taste of You where Percy does not bite Vex? This fic was What if he did bite her but wisely created a pre-bond (which can be dissolved) rather than a full bond? So they can both reevaluate when they aren't in heat/rut. But then shit goes sideways a bit because of essentially soulmate stuff (true mates are a whole omegaverse thing also and it’s literally just soulmates). Here’s a tiiiny snippet:
She found the skin of his wrist and bit down. It was exquisite. It was all of him, his scent on her tongue and his very being rushing into her own.
Howl’s Moving Castle AU
As for HMC AU… 🥲 it’s completely still stalled. But I don’t think I’ve ever shared a snippet with you??? Apologies if I’m just forgetting, but here’s their first meeting:
She was reaching for the knife when a finely gloved hand landed on her shoulder from behind. “There you are darling, I was looking for you.” She startled at the smooth voice, looking up at the stranger who had somehow managed to sneak up on all of them. Clear blue eyes behind gold rimmed glasses met her gaze, and he smiled fondly at her. She felt a warm rush of familiarity. Except - no. She had never met this man in her life. And she would remember him if she had. 
He was far too richly dressed for anyone in her circles - ornately patterned silk waistcoat and carefully knotted cravat and shining gold buttons. His nose was handsomely hooked under dark eyebrows, and he had the pale skin of a northerner. Most striking though were his shock of white hair and his midnight colored coat that seemed to glimmer with starlight as he shifted his arm around her shoulders, pulling her against his side. He was oddly hot to the touch and looked much too young for that hair. He leaned in as he pulled her closer, and quickly murmured in her ear, “My lady, please play along. I admit, I have been itching to ruin these men’s days for ages, and catching them in such a compromising situation gives me the perfect excuse.” She had been about to shove him off, nobility as he surely must be or not, but stopped short at that. She did not need to be rescued, but also could understand the scope of the situation well enough  - no one would believe her story were she to report this herself. “Mr. Dassur and Mr. Shede, I believe?” the white haired man turned back to the two guards, who were suddenly standing straight-backed and looking rather pale. “I believe Captain Howarth will want to hear what transpired here.” With a wave of his hand, a curl of black smoke seemed to swirl around the two guards for a moment, and then they relaxed slightly, eyes glassy.  “You will tell him, in detail, what happened, won’t you?” “Yes,” they said in unison.  Vex’s heart rate picked up. Out of the frying pot and into the fire. Gods damnit. This man was far more dangerous than the guards. “Excellent. Please, be on your way. Tell him I send my regards.” They nodded, turned, and marched off, still in unsettling unison. Vex was trying to determine her best avenue of escape when she felt him pull away quickly. She looked up to find him blushing, of all things, and he executed a rather flustered bow. “Excuse my forwardness, my lady. It was completely inappropriate,” he straightened to his full, rather tall height, fixing his cloak - and it must be magical with the way she swore she just saw a little shooting star near the bottom, “but I could not let them continue getting away with such harassment. There had been prior reports, but nothing concrete enough to actually land them in trouble.”  He wrung his hands for a moment, staring off, then jerked his head back toward her.  “Are you alright?” “Ah - uhm.” She paused. Took in the concerned look in his wide, blue eyes and the polite amount of space he had created between them. “As well as I can be, I suppose.”
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neokonewman · 1 year
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When Percy introduced himself using his full name for the first time in a snooty noble fashion, I gave him a respectable golf clap. Am I alone here?
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pyramultimuse · 2 months
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@organsins Closed starter {Percy and Vax}
It was still early in the evening yet the tavern was very lively, the group of vox machina among them. Though with more than a few troublemakers, things got rowdy. The half elf was getting mouthy at someone and a fight seemed inevitable. Percival, being the responsible one, had to step in. He didn't want them to get kicked out after they paid for their room.
"Excuse my friend here, he gets sassy when he's drunk." The white haired male said to the stranger as he grabbed Vax'ildan by the waist and pulled him away. Percy just wanted to drink but Vax had to run his mouth. "Come on Vax, I think you've had enough."
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aparticularbandit · 2 years
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PRECIOUS TIEFLING BABY
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blorbologist · 1 year
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Two for joy - Chapter 15
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Keyleth is already awake, wrapped in shawls and her mantle when Vax pads, barefoot, to join her in a breakfast just outside their modest home.
“Morning,” she greets. “Man, I've missed food from home. Not that Whitestone’s or the Mansions’ weren’t great.” Her brows furrow as she registers what she just said. “I mean. The chicken and waffles at sunrise weren’t great. Not at all. But could be worse-”
“Have you ever had a dream you half expect to be wistful thinking?” Vax blurts out. Rubs at his eyes. “Sorry, Kiki. Hardly awake yet.”
Keyleth nudges him sympathetically and offers him her fork. Absentminded, Vax pilfers with permission - shoveling some scrambled eggs onto a bite of jammy toast.
“What kind of dream are we talking about?” she asks gently. “Do you mean - like, I’d sometimes dream my mom was still around. Or that we weren’t fighting dragons. That sort of thing, or something bigger? Also - gross. Jam and omelet?”
“I’m efficient,” Vax argues. He uses a buttered slice for his next mouthful, though. Gods he loves her. Gods he loves Gilmore, too, sleeping in no matter their chatter. “I’m not sure, Kiki.”
Another bite. She’s right - Zephrah makes killer breakfasts. Counterbalancing the fresh eggs and bread tasting of sunshine with bites of fruits that bottled that warmth and made it almost candylike. He’s sure most kings and sovereigns eat ignobly by comparison.
“It’s - what if you dreamt of a goddess who wasn’t your own. Saying exactly what you dared hope - that it might have been a mistake. That, maybe, you could change things.”
Keyleth’s fingers alight on his wrist. Vax can feel his entire face melt with affection as she guides the next bite her way instead. She hums in thought as she chews.
“I think,” she says, “that I’ve never dreamt of any gods. And I hope I never will. But… I think, instead of me, I’d ask Pike.”
[One for sorrow] [Ch1] [Keep reading on AO3]  
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abookishderg · 10 months
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So this video randomly sparked the Percy muse today (credit to Max Miller of Tasting History) And now I'm just imagining Percival coming home after a long day of governing Whitestone and throwing together a pot of macaroni and cheese for his kids and it's one of the most adorable things ever I can't even! Anyways random thoughts
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coreofgold · 11 months
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@mischiefxmuses for Percy
"Percy ! Yes, you. Don't look around I see you !" Grog went to the other. "Why are you running away from me ?" He asked
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crispysnake · 1 year
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Hello! can I request Percy and Keyleth with whatever 52 and a 4 is for your au ask game?
Crispys 350 Follower Celebration Ask Game!🎉
Ofc!! You got Artist & Muse Au:)!
• I genuinely cannot pick who would be who so I will say that they get inspired by eachother pretty often:) they are best friends but fundamentally opposites and that can spark a lot of creativity between them!
• Keyleth specializes in watercolor but likes to add the touch or dried flower petals and plants pressed onto the paper. Soon after they first met Keyleth made a portrait of Percy with said paint and petals and used an arrangement of yellows and light blues, and it was just, the brightest and most lively rendition Percy has ever seen of himself.
• I think for Percy he either composes music, or sculpts, I am indecisive so you will get hcs for both 🙃 For him being a composer, I can see him specifically being a pianist, and as a memorial piece gently asking for her help to compose a few bars about how it feels to lose your mother when growing up (something similar to Mothers Love by The Vernon Spring)
• As for a the sculpting, we all know he's good with his hands (lol) precision and detail are very important to him, a lot his pieces are additive sculptures, but one time after hearing Keyleth describe what Zephrah is like, he made a relief sculpture of the towering cherry blossom trees.
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haledamage · 2 years
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at some point as my most recent dye color faded, I became a white-haired anime character
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princeinsomniavoid · 1 year
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Help girl! I am experiencing shrimp emotions!
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givemaycoffee · 2 months
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You know you *want* to indulge me (us).
🐑: #mutual one-sided pining #is the analogy the dagger or the lemon
Percy literally fell over laughing.
“It’s not funny,” Keyleth growled, but the red blotches on her cheeks undermined her tone.
“Life has—” he wheezed, not quite containing more giggles “—literally given you lemons Keyleth. So many lemons.”
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In which Percy and Keyleth try to decide what to do when life gives you too many lemons for even lemonade to suffice, and the twins getting involved is really not helping anyone’s composure.
the fake fic ask game
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hopefulstarfire · 1 year
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Are you a fan of
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This fine specimen right here, Percy de Rolo?
Might I interest you in
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This fine specimen, Alister?
Both are very similar characters, the only main difference here being that one is the rich nobility and the other one wants to eat the rich and would not use a gun.
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pyramultimuse · 5 months
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@lostxndbroken Vax'ildan and Percival
It had been a long day walking back to the keep. It was freezing as a blizzard had started mid-day and they had to tough it through to get home. Everyone was exhausted but Vax had taken it the worst. Just when they got home and was going about to get settled in the half elf collapsed, thankfully he had his sister and Percy on either side of him who both grabbed him to keep him from hurting himself from a fall.
"Pike! We need you!" The gunslinger called out urgently to their healer as they brought Vax to to the nearest place to set him so he could be healed. But the beginnings of hypothermia was taking hold and he needed to be warmed up. They hurried to get him extra blankets and Grog hurried to pile up wood in the main fireplace to warm up the room.
Percy huddled with him under the blankets when they got settled so he could share his body heat with Vax while Vex made some hot tea for everyone to warm everyone up. "You'll be okay now, try and rest."
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aparticularbandit · 2 years
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Living Pate first appearance while Matt has THOSE EYES is just. *chef's kiss*
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blorbologist · 5 months
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Cat's Cradle is getting AO3 updates again!
Heyo! For the holidays I'm updating the rest of Cat's Cradle's backlog to AO3 every few days; this shouldn't be anything new to people who have followed my blog since spring/summer, but to the AO3-only readers hopefully this is a nice lil holiday treat <3
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CH 14: Two weeks
It occurs to Percy, with great delay, that he’s in a heap of trouble.
This may or may not be in regards to the cat currently wedged behind the toilet.
Curio has been in Vex’s bathroom for a grand total of twenty-seven minutes. The only reason she has not spent all that time in her current hiding spot is because it took her a solid ten to find the courage to leave the cat carrier and bolt for cover. 
Percy isn’t sure he has much of a heart to work with, but whatever is in his chest is beating painfully for the poor thing. Her pupils are blown wide behind her wincing eyes, thankfully drugged out of her little mind. Thank gods for that - Percy had caught one look at the stitches and nearly swallowed his tongue.
It’s one thing for the vet to tell you they’re amputating a leg, another to see the result. Something striking, about how easily such a huge part of her anatomy could just be… gone. 
There’s more to it, of course: Curio’s middle is also shaved, stitched here with a neat incision that Percy was told would dissolve on its own. She got spayed while she was under anesthetic, which - good, it will hopefully make it easier to find a home for her, too. 
She’s also, as it turns out, on several medications for the next ten days.
[Ch1] [Keep reading on AO3!]
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kissofthemuses · 1 year
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@nectaric liked for a CR muse
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The sun had only just started to crest over the horizon, lighting the sky, but, Cassandra had already been up for an hour or two, looking over the numerous notices, trying to get a head start on the day's work. (And it absolutely was not because she still struggled with sleep).
She looked up, brushing her hair out of her eyes as she heard someone enter the study. ❝You're up early,❞ she commented, despite the fact that she was as well. She flashed a small smile and pushed her chair back, further ignoring the cold, forgotten cup of tea she'd poured for herself.
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