#ashrym week 2023

[mintyfangirl]

“Please, Ash…”

Never want to see you dead again

Aka ouchie

#ashrym #fan art #critical role #critical role fanart #ashton greymoore #orym of the air ashari #my art #ashrym week 2023 #ashton x orym #orym x ashton

[awaytobeunshaken]

Ashrym Week Day 2: Been a While

They don't like the unsteady way that Orym is stumbling away from the battle. “Hey, you need a hand? Let me call F.C.G.”

Orym shakes his head. “I don’t think they got a hit in.” And after a quick circuit around the halfling, Ashton has to agree; he doesn't have a scratch on him. “I guess it’s just been a long day, we could all use some dinner and some sleep.”

Despite his request for dinner, Orym only picks at his meal before starting to nod off in his seat. “Hey . ” Ashton reaches out to give him a shake, and it ' s only then that they notice the heat radiating from Orym’s body. Shit. He wouldn ’t normally do this, but he scoop s Orym into his arms to carry upstairs.

“Hey, you should get out of that armor,” Ashton mutter once they manage to settle Orym onto the bed, not wanting to take the initiative on that front.

He still end s up having to help out a bit, or a lot, as Orym clumsily struggl es with the buckles. But eventually they manage to get Orym stripped down to his smallclothes and tucked under the bedsheets. “I’m going to get you some water.”

Ashton returned with a full pitcher and a towel, managing to rouse Orym enough to drink before filling the basin and laying the damp towel across Orym ’s forehead. F.C.G. had told him they could try to cure the illness, but it would have to wait until morning, so all Ashton could do now was try to bring his temperature down.

He sleeps fitfully, sitting with his back against the bed frame, jerking awake every so often to freshen the cloth on Orym ’s brow. Eventually, they’re awakened by the squeak of F.C.G.’s wheel as he scoots through the door. They place a hand on Orym, and Ashton sees a faint pulse of blue light, just for a moment before it fizzles away.

“Any luck?” F.C.G.’s magic has been tricky lately; they’d reported themself that the Changebringer was becoming harder and harder to reach, and Ashton isn't sure if the spell actually took hold.

“I don’t know. I felt something, but I think he might need to get better on his own.”

Ashton look s at Orym now, and put s a hand on his shoulder, and the sheen of sweat tells him that the fever has broken, at least.

Orym stirs at the touch, and a soft smile spread s across his face as he meets Ashton ’s eyes. “Hey, Ash. What’re you doing here?”

“Keeping an eye on you; you were pretty out of it last night. How’re you feeling?”

“Like something big and nasty just pounded me into the ground. But I’ll manage.” He moves to sit up, but it barely takes any pressure from Ashton to keep him in bed.

“You need to rest. You’ve got the flu or something, we're gonna hole up here until you’re better.”

“There’s no time.” But Orym’s words lack the steel Ashton would have expected from the statement and Ashton can tell that he’s fighting himself more than anything. “You should go, then. Don’t want you to get sick, too.”

“Nah.” Ashton let a smile creep across his face. “Thing about being made of rock, it’s surprisingly disease resistant. I’ve barely gotten a cold since I changed.”

“Still, you shouldn’t have to be stuck here…”

“Hey.” Orym was sounding an awful lot like… them, Ashton realized. “When’s the last time you let someone take care of you?”

“A while,” Orym admits quietly. “Will. Although I probably took care of him more; he was such a baby when he got sick.”

“And no one after? Because I’ve met your mom and I refuse to believe that.” Ashton knew what it was to lose the most important people in their world. Granted he’d lost a lot more than that, but still.

“That’s not the same. I didn’t need—”

“What, because you wouldn’t have straight up died otherwise? Because you were technically physically capable? Because I’ve had more than my share of days I didn’t want to get out of bed, and it wasn’t from the pain. Now, I'm gonna find you something to eat. Assuming you're feeling up to it."

"Yeah. I could eat." And a long silence hangs in the air until Orym's next words follow them out the door. "Thanks, Ash."

ao3

#critical role #ashton greymoore #orym of the air ashari #ashrym #ashrym week 2023 #cr fic #my fic

[widogaspmauk]

IT'S ASHRYM WEEK BITCHES! Let's get creative! Have some smut.

#ashrymweek2023 #Ashrym Week 2023 #critical role #ashton greymoore #critrole #cr campaign 3 #critical role campaign 3 #orym of the air ashari #ashrym #cr fanfic

[towards-toramunda]

Whoops its ashrym week so here’s the final chapter of that thing I wrote a while back cause it relates kinda sorta:

“Oh come on I know you can hit harder than that” Ashton laughed.

“Your stance is too solid.” Orym ran around the genasi, tapped his thigh. “You need more bounce or you’ll slow yourself down.”

“Bounce?” The halfling had been running circles around Ashton. Lightly tapping them just to show he could.

“Yeah” he smiled and pointed at his weight shifting between his feet “bounce.”

Ashton began to copy the maneuver, and when Orym reached to tap the center of their chest they shifted out of the way and solidly grabbed the halfling’s wrist to twist it behind his back.

“Huh. Thanks for the lesson.” He grabbed Orym’s opposite shoulder, pinning him in place.

Ashton could hear the smile in Orym’s voice “Quick learner.”

#ashrym #ashrym week 2023

[critter-rarepair-reccs]

Welcome to Critter Rarepair Reccs!

Hey y'all! Welcome to Critter Rarepair Reccs, a recommendation list aimed at fics written for ships that are largely under-represented, appreciated, and loved in our fandom! Now, let's address the elephant in the room first; rarepair is a misnomer here, knowingly. Some of the ships eligible to be recc'ed on this list might not be ones you'd consider a rarepair! So, the more proper welcome would be-

Welcome to Critter Underloved Ship Reccs

For brevity's sake, the URL is staying, though.

Now, it goes without saying, but before we get into the details here, let's get one thing clear: this blog is dedicated to spreading love and appreciation to fanworks and their creators. Ship hate of any kind will not be tolerated and will result in a block.

With that said, let's talk about the criteria for an underloved ship and why we're defining it the way we are.

Definition & Explantion

There is one qualifier for a ship to be eligible for this list: less than 100 fics were written for it and posted to Ao3 during 2023.

We landed on this metric for a couple of reasons. Firstly, it casts a very wide net for pairings while still narrowing the field a fair bit. The gulf of works between flagship pairings, endgame pairings, and some of the larger side/non-canon pairings is significant. Secondly, we wanted to take a look at how the fandom is currently, which is why we pivoted away from using the Wildflower System ( @cr-summer-wildflowers ) of excluding any pairing with more than 500 fics total. There are a number of pairings that were extremely popular at one point in time, but these days get far less love and attention. Let's take Widofjord for example. They have almost a thousand fics total and were in the Top 10 relationship tags for Critical Role on Ao3 for a long time. But last year? Only 27 fics were written for them. They have, functionally, become a rarepair.

So, to be fair to ships that exist in that same, nebulous space, we're looking at totals from last year, not lifetime.

For illustration purposes, here are charts (compiled by the wonderful @spottedenchants ) showing how many fics were written for each PC/PC ship last year.

Ineligible Ships

Which ships, then, don't qualify under that definition? It's not a terribly long list. PC endgame relationships, primarily, a handful of non-canon pairings, and some prospective endgame ships. For simplicity's sake, we'll break them down by campaign.

Campaign 1: Perc'ahlia, Vaxleth, Pikelan, Perc'ildan

Campaign 2: Shadowgast, Beauyasha, Fjorester, Widomauk

Campaign 3: Imodna, Dorym, Ashrym

If one of these pairings is secondary or background to a fic, that's alright! But the fic shouldn't focus or center on them. It's also worth noting that polyamorous ships that include one of these pairs are also alright! Shadowidomauk, for example, only had 61 fics written for it last year, so they're in the clear! The same goes for Dashrym, as another example, as they've only ever had 36 fics written for them.

It is also worth noting all accepted submissions must be respectful of character’s canon sexualities; for example, we will not take fics that feature an M/F pairing of a lesbian character, even if said pairing fits the “rarepair” criteria.

The caveat to the above would be queerplatonic fic! There will be an option on the submission form to specify, to avoid confusion due to Ao3’s lack of a designated QPR relationship tag!

So when does the list open for submissions?

Very soon! February 7th, next Wednesday! The opening theme with be Fluff, and that list will be posted a week later, on Valentine’s Day, February 14th! I hope we’ll see you then! 🩷

#recc list rules & info #cr rarepair recc list

[cassafrasscr]

Psssst. I wrote a thing for Ashrym Week.

Hot Stone Massage

Day One of Ashrym Week 2023. Using the alternate prompt: "Do you trust me?"

Summary: Orym carries all his tension in his shoulders. Ashton returns a favor.

Anyway, this is the first fanfic I've written in, like, 15 years. So thank Liam and Taliesin for giving me brainrot over their characters. 😂

#cr3 #ashton greymoore #orym of the air ashari #critical role #ashrym #critical role fanfiction #my fanfic writing #ashrym week

[mintyfangirl]

Baking a pie

Very messy figuratively and literally.

I think baking with someone is so sweet and l have so many fond memories baking with my friends l had to draw this.

also l didn't use any pose references and I usually use at least 3

#ashrym #my art #fan art #critical role #critical role fanart #ashton greymoore #orym of the air ashari #orym x ashton #ashton x orym #ashrym week 2023

[awaytobeunshaken]

Ashrym Week Day 6: Alt prompt (spoilers) - Orym takes the shard

Today was… probably what they should have expected from a gauntlet of team-building exercises devised by an insane archfey and a well-meaning but naive robot. That doesn’t mean it wasn’t exhausting. Which probably explains why, as a group, they’ve mostly drifted off into singles and pairs: from team-building to ‘I don’t want to be anywhere near these people’. And they’re all so fucking valid for it. That doesn’t mean he’s not upset to see Orym out on a balcony on his own.

“Hey,” Ashton says, stepping out to join him. Orym looks over to acknowledge them but otherwise doesn’t move. “I just wanted you to know, that I can see how lonely you are; I have seen it. And I just wish I could help.”

“Come here.” Orym pats the floor behind him and Ashton sits and drapes his arms over Orym’s shoulders, letting the halfling lean into him. “I’ve noticed you reaching out, trying. And I do appreciate it.”

“Does it help at all? Does this?” It’s probably foolish to think it might, and Ashton tries to remind himself that it’s for Orym’s sake, and not his own.

“Maybe? A little? I don’t know.”

Of course it doesn’t, Ashton realizes, recalling the other thing Orym had revealed during the honesty trial. They’re not who he really wants; they’re not even close. “Was it better when Dorian was here?”

“I don’t know,” Orym repeats. “I don’t know if it’s him or if he was just close enough to what I actually want and I know that sounds awful.” He takes a deep breath. “I was on my own for a really long time.”

“You’re not now, though. And I’m here if you want me to be.” It’s a stupid thing to say. How could they be what Orym needs, as much as they’d like to be. They’re nothing like Dorian; they’re nothing like Will as far as they can tell. He loosens his arms around Orym’s torso.

Orym pulls them close again. “Thanks. I think it does help, a little, having you around. Either way, I’m glad you’re here.” He sits there for a long moment before twisting his head around to look at Ashton. “I think I should take the shard.”

“Don’t.” Ashton’s answer is immediate.

“Who, then? You already tried, Fearne’s turned it down, it obviously can’t go to Laudna… and honestly, I think maybe you’re right. I’m not sure any of them can be trusted with it.”

“It could kill you.”

“It could kill any of us. But that’s the other thing. I’ve got nothing else for it to fight with.”

He pulls Orym even closer. “But I like you like this. What if it changes you?”

Orym starts to stroke his fingers down Ashton ’s calf before correcting to a firm massage. “People change, Ash. They change every day. And it’s not always some big dramatic event that does it. Sometimes it’s just getting to know the people around us. Who knows who I’d be if I hadn’t met Dorian, and Fearne, and you all?”

“Yeah. I guess I’ve seen my share of that. Who I’d be if… if a lot of things, I guess.” Ashton sighs. “Are you gonna be able to convince the rest of them you should have it? Because I won’t.”

“If I can’t, I guess it stays in the bag. We didn’t go through all that just to go back to hiding things from each other.”

Ashton thinks about how much they ’d like to just sit here holding Orym forever. Maybe kiss him. Maybe more. “Right. No hiding things.” If only they had a choice.

ao3

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[awaytobeunshaken]

Ashrym Week Day 3 - What the Fuck is Up With That?

It’s unsurprising that the Ruby Vanguard’s base is trapped to hell and back. Still, it’s nothing they can’t manage between Orym’s uncanny skill at spotting the traps and Chetney’s deft hands at disarming them. So they creep down the corridor, the rest of the Hells following at a safe distance. It’s slow going, but it’s the best way to get them to their foes all in one piece.

Still, even Orym’s keen eyes aren’t going to catch everything, and the *click* of the floor plate seems to echo in his ears even as he steps away and rolls backward in an attempt to avoid whatever he just set off.

And before he can even fully register what just happened, Ashton is on top of him, throwing him to the ground and catching the full impact of the jet of flame pouring down from the ceiling.

“Ash!” The Genasi is coughing and choking, which at least means they’re breathing, and Orym is grateful for that much, but Ashton hasn’t gotten back up, really, instead rolling off of Orym and dragging themself away to sit against the wall. “What the fuck are you doing? Letters!”

F.C.G. was already on his way over, and tapped Ashton for a measure of healing.

“Don’t.” Ashton gasped. “You know what we’re heading into. Save it.”

He’s right, much as Orym doesn’t want to admit it. They sure as hell can't continue like this, though, not with the state Ashton’s in. “We’ve been going at this for a while, we should probably rest for a bit, collect ourselves before we keep going. Hopefully avoid another miss like that.” And give Ashton some time to recover from taking that blow.

“Sounds good.” And as F.C.G. rolls away to give word to the rest of the group, Orym settles into the spot against the wall beside Ashton and waits for his breathing to calm.

“So what the fuck was up with that?” His breathing might have steadied, but there’s no disguising the tension in his voice as he bites out the words.

“I was trying to help; I could tell you had tripped something, I was trying to get you out of the way.”

“So you could take the hit instead? I was getting out of the way on my own. You promised you were gonna take better care of yourself, not do stupid shit that almost gets you killed.” He stands and moves a short way down the corridor, looking away from Ashton but staying in earshot.

“And when do I get the same promise out of you? How many hits have I seen you take that you didn’t have to?”

Orym doesn’t answer. He can’t. He knows Ashton has a point, that he takes risks that he maybe doesn’t have to, because the bigger risk is seeing someone else fall and wondering if he could have done more. But before he can tell them that it doesn’t matter, that he’ll drop it, Ashton speaks up again.

“Besides, I am doing this for me.” His voice grows quieter. “I don’t wanna face a world without you in it.”

#critical role #ashton greymoore #orym of the air ashari #ashrym #ashrym week 2023 #cr fic #my fic

[awaytobeunshaken]

Ashrym Week Day 4: Green

Their meal completed, most of the Hells have dispersed to various corners of the bar or up to their rooms, but Ashton’s not ready to get up yet and Orym seems a bit distracted. He fingers a bit of decoration lining the top of the booth, a vine of something that’s long dried out and on the verge of crumbing to dust. But at Orym’s touch it comes alive again, color flowing along the path of his fingers.

“What are you smiling at?”

Ashton indicates the fresh leaf where Orym ’s hand in lingering. “It’s so green.”

“I like green.” And Ashton’s not sure how to read the sudden shift in Orym’s expression, but the lazy, distracted look is gone.

“Yeah, I’ve noticed.”

“I like green,” Orym repeats, but this time he stands on the booth and places a firm hand to Ashton’s jaw.

"Oh!" The touch is sudden, but it’s a good touch, and with Orym’s face so close to their own, the expression is now more apparent. There's want in his eyes that Ashton has long dreamed of seeing there but never really expected and he inhales again. “Are you drunk?”

“A little,” Orym admits. “But I still want you when I’m sober.” Luckily Ashton has kept their drink away from the edge, because Orym sits on the table now and takes Ashton’s face in both hands and kisses them, and Ashton doesn’t hesitate to respond, pressing his hands onto Orym’s thighs as they lean into the kiss. He breaks off for the briefest of moments before going back in, his tongue slipping between Orym’s teeth, careful not to send it too deep considering the size difference between them.

“Should we take this upstairs?” Orym whispers once he manages to break free of the kiss again. “Or do you want to keep going here?”

continue on ao3 (nsfw)

#critical role #ashton greymoore #orym of the air ashari #ashrym #ashrym week 2023 #cr fic #my fic

[widogaspmauk]

Ashrym Week Day 7: Amazing Fucking Titties How could I not draw this? I've been in a drawing mood lately. Wish it would stick around long enough for me to get better at it, but alas... ADHD. Anyway, have this. And enjoy.

#critical role #ashton greymoore #critrole #cr campaign 3 #orym of the air ashari #ashrym #ashrym week 2023 #ashrymweek2023

[widogaspmauk]

Have some tooth rotting fluff for day three

#critical role #ashton greymoore #critrole #cr campaign 3 #critical role campaign 3 #orym of the air ashari #ashrym #ashrym week 2023 #ashrymweek2023 #cr fanfic

[awaytobeunshaken]

Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Critical Role (Web Series) Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Ashton Greymoore/Orym Characters: Ashton Greymoore, Orym (Critical Role) Additional Tags: Ashrym Week 2023, Alternate Universe, Alternate Universe - Modern Setting, Alternate Universe - Bed & Breakfast, Tooth-Rotting Fluff, unedited Summary:

Orym gets stuck in the snow in the middle of a long drive and seeks shelter in a nearby bed & breakfast, where he finds more than he's hoping for.

#whoops forgot to cross-post this here #written for ashrym week day 5 #critical role #ashton greymoore #orym of the air ashari #ashrym #ashrym week 2023 #modern au #cr fic #my fic

[widogaspmauk]

Happy day two of Ashrym week!

#critical role #ashton greymoore #critrole #cr campaign 3 #critical role campaign 3 #orym of the air ashari #ashrym #ashrym week 2023 #ashrymweek2023 #cr fanfic

[widogaspmauk]

Prompt 3: Green

My attempt at a poem. And then a little dabble after in case the poem is rubbish.

#critical role #ashton greymoore #critrole #cr campaign 3 #critical role campaign 3 #orym of the air ashari #ashrym #ashrym week 2023 #ashrymweek2023 #ashrym fanfic #cr fanfic #critical role fanfic