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cherubfae · 2 months

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ways they show they love you || vox machina x reader

With Vax, Vex, Keyleth, Percy, Grog, Pike, Scanlan & bonus!! Trinket, the best boii c:

tags: fluff, wholesome, pre-established relationships, crushing/mutual pining

Vax

You need your bow restrung? Here let me do it for you. Oh, you are cold? Take my spare cloak, please, I insist. Lest you catch your death. Vax prefers to have you near his vicinity so he can reach you should something happen. His hand brushes against yours as you pass one another. His chest pressing against your back so he can reach something on the top shelf for you. His nose runs along the column of your throat. A common phrase he said to Vex soon became one he said to you as well. Do not go far from me.

Vex

Offering her hand to help you down a rocky hillside or up the steep slope of a mountain. Instructing Trinket to keep a close eye on you, and as best boi, he does. She gives you soft forehead kisses when you're fast asleep, damn-near chokes when you crack an eye open to smirk smugly up at her. Gives you a bit of the cold shoulder after but it's only because she is so heckin' embarrassed and needs some time to cutely and stubbornly pout.

Keyleth

Did you get enough to eat? Want some more bread or stew? She doesn't mind taking the first watch if you're still tired, the group would benefit from you being well-rested. Huh? No, she definitely wasn't admiring you while you slept, that's insane.

Percy

Subtle touches. His hand at the small of your back or on your waist. He never strays far from your side nor you his. Leaning his head on your shoulder for a quick nap, feeling safe to rest his form against yours. Pressing a quick kiss to your hand when you need to part ways for a bit, it causes everyone else to groan, but he needs to do it. Just in case. No matter what, Percy needs you to know you have his entire heart.

Grog

Picking you up and spinning you around every time he sees you. Always wanting to sit by you at dinner or have his bedroll near yours. Picking you up and out of the way of danger. Carries you and Pike on his back easy-peasy! Excitedly waits for you to wake up every morning, oftentimes he's leaning over your face. You bump heads every time, but Grog still follows this ritual as long as he's awake before you. He hopes you'll do it for him next time!

Pike

Always healing your injuries no matter how minor. She hates seeing you in pain. She tries not to pick favorites when it comes to healing but if you're the closest to her when others on the team are downed, she's gonna pick you first. Pike's gotten better with going for the most-critically injured now! Loves to give big, warm hugs where you two spin each other around. The hugs linger longer when no one else is around. A heartbeat and your lips almost brush, causing her cheeks to light up a bright pink.

Scanlan

Gentle hand-holds lack his former suave flirtatiousness and instead are replaced with nervous, almost shy glances and soft reassurances. Frequent check-ins when you are injured, if there is anything he can do or get for you. Shiny pale blue puppy dog eyes making sure you are always safe. He brings you little wildflowers he collects, always writing new songs he isn't sure that he intends to sing. Buys you little tokens and jewelry that suit your taste as long as he can swing it.

Bonus:

Trinket

Gentle pokes with his cold nose and soft huffs against your cheek, this sweet bear will nuzzle his face into your tummy. Often times plops down beside you in an upright sitting position. You're his favorite after Vex. ♡

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angelltheninth · 3 months

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Dating an Inexperienced Percy de Rolo

Pairing: Percy de Rolo x Fem!Reader

Tags: nsfw, smut, kissing, shyness, marking, coming too fast, gentle to rough sex, pussydrunk!Percy de Rolo

A/N: I listened some of C1 again and I miss Percy now. You will too.

Inexperienced!Percy de Rolo is the most gentle boyfriend you could ever have. Careful not to seem too eager to have sex with you, to the point where he will deny he wants it at all. Hell, he will find extra work for himself just so he doesn't have to think about the fact that he doesn't know what he's doing when he's with you.

Inexperienced!Percy de Rolo turns around when you begin to take your clothes off in front of him. The tips of his ears blush deep red when he sees your shirt thrown at his feet, followed immediately by your pants. He wants to make sure you have your privacy even if you want him to look at you. He is a gentleman after all.

Inexperienced!Percy de Rolo turns to be the small spoon while you cuddle because he doesn't want you feel how hard he gets just from feeling your soft curves pressing against him. If he had better self-control he wouldn't have to do this. But the gods have always been cruel to him, so why not now.

Inexperienced!Percy de Rolo has to jerk off first before he lets you touch him. Nothing against your skills, he knows you can get him hard without even trying but if you did it he would finish faster then usual. He needs to build up some stamina.

Inexperienced!Percy de Rolo can come just from you kissing his cock. Not stroking it, not giving him a blowjob, just kissing up and down his throbbing length and dragging your lips from one side of his cock to the other, taking the cum with you. Truthfully he can't stop staring at your cum stained lips.

Inexperienced!Percy de Rolo loves the combined taste of your and his cum while he eats you out. He's good with his hands and his mouth just not when it comes to sex but he can learn really fast and loves listening to your instructions. Sooner or later he will find out what makes you tick and when he does your hours of sleep will be cut short.

Inexperienced!Percy de Rolo is scared of hurting you during sex because he has no experience in things he wants to do to you. When he's at his horniest he will miss the hole a few times because he's so overstimulated already and wants to come right this moment. Even if he does he will ever lave you high and dry after.

Inexperienced!Percy de Rolo kisses your pussy as soon as he pulls out of you. He loves you, he loves how you make him feel and that you let him express his needs with you with no shame involved. As you push his head away he keeps trying to push his way back, insisting on kissing you some more.

Inexperienced!Percy de Rolo makes sure you can handle him when he gets rough with you. There are many times where he's frustrated and really needy for you. So he is grateful if you can tell him and help him spend that energy in a healthy way.

Inexperienced!Percy de Rolo takes as much time for aftercare as he does for having sex. He wants you to know this isn't just fucking for him, he wants you to be more comfortable around you while you're naked and not having sex. Otherwise he might never be able to look you in the eye while you cuddle. Which would be a shame, you have really pretty eyes.

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hazuxia · 9 months

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Why cute dads got cute sons as much as them 🥺🥰😍💞

My heart 😭😢😍

Bonus:

#nnt #nanatsu no taizai #seven deadly sins #sds imagine #zeldris #nnt zeldris #meliodas #4kota percival #4kota tristan #four knights of the apocalypse #mokushiroku no yon kishi #4kota #my heart

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critical-twenty · 1 year

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I'm kinda new to the cr fandom so i only know c1 stuff... could you write something with the prompt "is it okay to hug you?" from the part 2 list! Maybe something with the party having a s/o who struggles with touch and being vulnerable who has been having a very stressful day? Cries easily when they are frustrated or upset? 😢 If thats too much maybe just something with Vax or Percy cause i love them the most. 💖

sorry this is so late! it’s been sitting in my notes for ages, i’ve just been too busy to post it!

S/O who struggles with touch has a stressful day!

Vax

Vax never really has an issue with the lack of touch in your relationship

Sure, he likes to hold your hand, but it’s not the end of the world if you don’t want to

He’s able to fluster you with just his words anyway

But when you come home one day with tears in your eyes and tension in your back, Vax is unsure of what to do

His first instinct is to reach out to you. It’s what he does for Vex and the others, so why wouldn’t he?

He stops himself when he remembers how much you dislike being touched without express permission

Even when you start crying, Vax doesn’t want to make things worse, so he just stares at you as he tries to ask what’s wrong

You look up at him through tearful eyes and ask ‘Can I hug you?’

Vax is immediately scooping you into his arms, letting his warmth invade your senses and comfort you

He tentatively begins to rub a hand up and down your back, continuing when you don’t tell him to stop

He’s relieved, in all honesty. He’s relieved he can help you and he’s honored that you let him hug you in such a moment of need

When you finally calm down enough to talk, he draws away to give you some space

His fingers stay connected with yours though, as you won’t let him go

He smiles at this, before pressing a kiss to your head

‘I’m sorry you had such a hard day, sweetheart. I’ll be here as long as you need me to be’

And he is 🖤

Grog

It took Grog a while to understand your reluctance in touch

It wasn’t that he thought it was weird, he just couldn’t read the signals as to how uncomfortable you were with his physical affection and you didn’t want to say anything

Finally, though, you told him about how you weren’t the biggest fan of touching

He nods, but it doesn’t fully register

Still he tries his best to remember, but he forget sometimes

He apologizes when he forgets and you can’t really get mad at him when he’s so genuine

When you come back home from a really rough day, Grog can instantly tell that something is up

He’s not the smartest, but when it comes to your happiness, he’s learned to become more attentive

He also knows that you don’t always want to be touched when you’re like this

(Pike had reminded him enough that it stuck with him)

So he watches you until he really can’t stand the sight of it anymore

‘Can I hug you?’

You look up at him with tears ready to fall and nod

Grog gives the best comforting hugs. He’s gentle but firm and he won’t let go until you ask him to

He’s not perfect, but he’s trying

Percy

Percival Fredrickstein von Musel Klossowski de Rolo III was never a man who thrived in touch

He rarely initiated physical contact with you and whenever he did, he asked for your permission first

It was like he already knew about your dislike for touch without you even telling him

(He definitely did. He’s observant enough to see your subtle emotions and tells)

You were perfectly content with a dynamic mostly built on quality time and acts of service, rather than physical affection

This wasn’t always the case though

You had had a particularly hard day at work. There was so much to do and you felt like not enough time to do it all

So, when you walked into Percy’s Tinker Room, he instantly noticed your tense demeanor

He is the king of stress himself, he knows the signs

However he doesn’t know what to do. He knows that he likes to be alone when stressed, but by seeking him out you seem to want to be around him

He contemplates in his head for a moment as you tell him about your day, waiting for you to finish before he stands up and comes over to you

‘May I hug you, darling?’

You immediately look at him, before barreling into his arms

He’s quick to wrap them around you, pressing a light kiss to the crown of your head as he tries to ground you

He’ll hold you as long as you want. He’ll even offer cuddles

Needless to say, he’s done working for the day. You need him and that’s 10x more important than anything else

Scanlan

It took Scanlan awhile to adapt to your feelings on touch

He’s a naturally extroverted person and he’s usually the first to initiate physical contact with anyone, so it’s an adjustment for him

However, once he finds out that it’s even more fun to fluster you with his shitty pick-up lines and love songs, the physical touch thing becomes easier

He slips up every once in a while, but he tries to make it up to you (he is a secret romantic underneath that… sexual persona)

You go find him, sitting with his lute, after an awful day

You were tired, and stressed, and part of you just wanted to go to sleep and wake up when this project you were working on was over

Scanlan knew the minute you walked over to him that something was up

Not wanting to be obvious in his effort to comfort you, and not wanting to touch you when you were clearly already tense, he decided to do what he does best: talk

He began to make small talk, talking about his songs and his day and whatever was going on with his friends

He thought it was working, until you said his name and looked up at him with tired eyes

‘Can I have a hug?’

He was stunned for a moment, obviously not expecting it, but he got over it quickly

He lightly wrapped himself around you, holding you close and just letting it be

It was rare that Scanlan was so silent but, for once, the only sound was breathing

It was a small moment, but it was more than enough for you

Keyleth

Keyleth was awkward at first

Not because she had a hard time without physical affection, but more because she didn’t know what to do in general

Romance was still foreign to her

Still, she read your body language with perfection

You didn’t even need to tell her that you didn’t like physical touch… she just knew

You were thankful for that

It had been a stressful day and you were really just looking forward to hanging out with Keyleth

Sitting in the forest and listening to her talk to the plants always calmed you down

But even as you sat there, the stress didn’t go away

Keyleth noticed immediately, of course

She’s not great at words but she is more than adept at movement

‘…Is it okay if I hug you?’

You looked up with wide eyes and Keyleth immediately backtracks

‘We don’t have to, of course! You just seemed a bit tense and I thought maybe a hug might help be we don’t have to do that if you don’t-‘

She’s cut off by your arms gently wrapping around her waist

She freezes for a moment, before embracing you

It’s warm and comforting and Keyleth suddenly understands why people like doing this so much

She’ll hold you as long as you need. After all, she’s enjoying herself just as much as you are

Vex

Vex’ahlia is the queen of subtle touches

She loved resting a hand on the shoulders of her friends, or bumping into them playfully as they walked

It took a bit of self-control to not do those things with you

It wasn’t hard, per say. It just required a bit more focus and awareness of her movements

But, Vex would do anything for you, so she learned (quickly, as expected)

It was after a fight, while everyone was setting up camp, that Vex noticed the look on your face

It was the same look she saw when you were stuck on a particular puzzle, or when everything seemed to be piling on your shoulders

‘My dear, are you alright?’

You shrug half heartedly

‘Would you like to accompany Trinket and I on a walk? I think it will be quite relaxing and the moon is especially gorgeous tonight.’

Vex waits for your reply when finally you look up

‘Vex, will you hold me?’

Vex doesn’t even falter

Sure, she’s surprised, but the urge to comfort you overrides everything else

She hold you as close as she can without it being uncomfortable, rubbing circles on your back and whispering sweet encouragements into your ear

When you part, she tells you to take your time joining the rest of the party, before turning around and giving hushed threats to anyone who dares make a comment

You hear them, but it’s endearing. It shows that she care.

Pike

Pike is a very affectionate person

Not in the same flirty way as Vax or Scanlan, nor in the subtle way as Vex

Pike was just a very loving woman. Physical affection (including hugs) were just commonplace to her

Which is why she was a little stunned when you told her that you weren’t too fond of physical touch

It was hard for her, at first, because she had to find new ways to express all the love that she had for you, but your comfort came before everything

She always asked before initiating anything and you were always so thankful for that

One day, you came back to find Pike kneeling in the garden, mumbling under her breath

You assumed she was praying (for what, you weren’t sure) but you really needed her

Today had been hell and Pike had always known how to make you feel better

Sitting behind her, you gently rested your head on her shoulder

She tensed, knowing it was you, but confused by the display of touch

Still, she didn’t saying anything

‘Pike…’

She knew with that one call of her name what you needed

‘Do you want me to hug you?’

A small nod was all it took for Pike to spin around and gather you in her arms

Her hugs were like sunshine embodied

You felt all your stress and tension slip away as she held you close

Maybe she was a God herself, with the way she made you feel so safe in her embrace

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taste-of-the-divine · 1 year

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ꕤ | Inked | Percy De Rolo

— VOX MACHINA : switch!percy x femcumslut!reader

✩ 𝙎𝘾𝙀𝙉𝙀: you're the first to fall asleep at a party, and you get cumslut written over your forehead with a marker. it causes an "issue" for percy a few hours later. ✩ 𝙋𝙊𝙎𝙏 𝙄𝙉𝙁𝙊: fic (Part 1), 1.8k words ✩ 𝘾𝙊𝙉𝙏𝙀𝙉𝙏 𝙒𝘼𝙍𝙉𝙄𝙉𝙂: missing consent/dubcon (percy as victim), powerplay (subby percy into dom percy), degredation, namecalling (cumsl*t, wh*re, l*ve), somnophelia, cumhungry!reader, power dynamic switch, sir, mentions of breeding

‧͙⁺˚*･༓☾ 𝙉𝙊𝙏𝙀𝙎 𝙁𝙍𝙊𝙈 𝘿𝙄𝙑𝙄𝙉𝙀: i did not proofread this :') hopefulyl its legible BUT eventually i'll go back and make the edits i need. the idea was inspired by this post, and it's probably (?) not done yet.

♡ REBLOGS + LIKES ARE APPRECIATED ♡ 𝘔𝘖𝘙𝘌 𝘝𝘖𝘟 𝘔𝘈𝘊𝘏𝘐𝘕𝘈 | 𝘔𝘈𝘚𝘛𝘌𝘙𝘓𝘐𝘚𝘛 & 𝘖𝘛𝘏𝘌𝘙 𝘞𝘖𝘙𝘒𝘚 | 𝘔𝘠 𝘗𝘈𝘎𝘌

“Oh cmon, wasn’t the bet that the first one asleep gets a dick drawn on their forehead?”

Percy, your boyfriend, shoots Scanlan a dirty look through his rosy drunk cheeks. “Have you no decency? She’s a lady for God’s sake, Scanlan. How will I explain to all of Whitestone tomorrow if we have to leave the confines of our home?”

The pop of a marker and the cap clicking against the floor was enough of a signal that Scanlan didn’t quite care all that much for the high maintenance prince. “Well, then you have an excuse to stay in for a day. Resting’s important, Percy,” he says, before hopping onto a stool to get to your head, slumped over on the couch. Percy stumbles to his feet to try and stop him from putting that bright pink ink on your skin, but he’s forced back into his chair at the hand of Vax.

“Hey, he’s right, you know. You kind of need a day at home, if you ask me,” Vax says, leaning his weight on Percy’s shoulder to keep him down. Percy glares at him too, going to shove his hand away so that he could get to you, but to no avail. Percy’s too wasted for hand eye coordination.

“Oh, Percy, darling, relax,” his sister says from across the table, looking at Scanlan trying to balance and draw on your knocked out face. “She agreed to the game before we even started drinking, and she’s an adult, so I’m sure she’ll be fine. And if she isn’t– well, you can make sure she’s fine. In the morning. No more fussing about it now, you can barely get to your feet,” she says, words slurring before taking a swig out of her bottle.

He can’t relax, at least not when Pike isn’t around. Pike’s usually the babysitter of the group, and with Keyleth vomiting her guts out again, they were somewhere downstairs in the bathroom. Grog wouldn’t be of much help either– he was entranced in some sort of conversation with his reflection in the mirror, flexing and unflexing his muscles to look at.

“Annnnnd, ta-da!” Scanlan grins, showing the marvel to the three others in the room. Cumslut was written across your forehead in big, bold letters, with a penis as the T. Scanlan was really, an artist of all trades.

Percy was the first to react, and the only one that didn’t burst out in absolute side pinching tears. “Scanlan! You little useless bard!” He swung around to Vex and Vax. “I thought we agreed that it would be the dick drawing?”

“Well,–” Vex laughs, whipping away his tears. “There is a dick. There’s just–” he makes eye contact with Vex across the table, who was holding her own laughter for a little before the two burst out again into hearty giggles. “–some other additions.”

Percy sighed. There wasn’t really another other choice; what’s done is done. Hopefully you wouldn’t be too mad when you woke up in the morning about it. And hopefully, the ink would come off soon.

Percy, with his lithe frame, was not the one that carried you into bed. Grog actually carried the both of you into bed– bragging that he could do anything with his giant muscles. Percy would have been grateful for that omission of an opportunity to make a fool out of himself, had he been properly awake during that time of the night. He’d passed out on his own accord after a few more shots into the night.

It didn’t take long before he stirred awake. Alcohol never quite helped keep him asleep as well as it put him to sleep. But his body sure felt warm, skin flushed a little as he reveled in the pleasure of being under clean sheets. There was also pleasure budding from his core, some shifting between his legs–

“What on earth?!–” he manages to choke out before throwing his head backwards as some cavern of warm, wet heat descends on him. It felt good and needy and desperate, and when he had the moment to take a breath from the sudden crashing waves of pleasure, he lifted the blankets to find you, face nestled neatly between his legs, with his cock in your mouth and a protruding cheek.

“My love,” he says, voice soft and hitched at first. “Y-you need to stop or else,–” A groan cuts through, his hands fisting the sheet that he’s holding up to see you kitten licking his tip.

“What’s gotten into you?” he hisses, but he doesn’t get an answer because you take his whole length into your mouth again, mushroom tip gliding against the roof of your mouth before sinking into your back tongue. He’s watching you, or doing the best he can with his eyes half-lidded and his mouth agape. When you wrap your hands around his base, twisting and bobbing at the same time, Percy grimaces, one eye forcing itself shut as he watches you with the other. His cheeks are flushed a deep red, and his skin feels sticky under the touch of your fingers, but all you can think about is his cum, and how much you want it down your throat.

“S-slow d-down,” he stutters, a frustrated moan drawing out of his throat when you don’t listen. He can’t stop his hips from bucking up into your mouth, the sensation of your tongue swirling around the tip all too much for him. He’s close, and you know that, feeling his balls twitching under your chin– and perfect, because that’s exactly what you want. So you keep at it, watching him writhe and pant and seize up with his head thrown back and his eyes cross when he cums down your throat. It’s sticky and a little bitter from the alcohol, but you don’t mind it at all, because you’ve been craving this feeling since you woke up. You suck, and suck, and keep sucking him, milking every little bit that you can.

He’s a whimpering mess now, his other hand grabbing you by the hair to attempt to pull you off his cock.

“Love, love, please– please stop, I’m done, I can’t–” but that gets cut off by another moan, his knees shaking and bottoming out underneath you as your hands work his cock from base to tip, using spit and cum as lube.

He’s never seen you like this before, so needy, so pushy for it– whatever it, was. In a moment of clarity as your hands lift on the pressure to his cock, he reads the word on your forehead again. Cumslut.

He puts two and two together in the middle of a desperate whimper, throwing his head to the side as the pleasure in his overstimulated dick multiplies. On the nightstand was the marker that Scanlan used, capped and sitting neatly by his nightlight. Grabbing it off the table, he managed what he could with you turning him into putty from the waist down, grabbing one of your hands that you were using to support your weight scribbling “obedient” into it the best he could.

Nothing different happened at first– you continued to milk him for all that he was worth, and Percy couldn’t stop his eyes from rolling to the back of his head as he felt the familiar coil in the abdomen forming, ready to snap. “Hah- hah, hmpfh, s-stop, love, h-hang on–” he begs of you, and for the first time in the night, you oblige, hands and mouth lifting off his cock with the nasty squelch.

He looks at you, panting, undignified drool at the edge of your lips, and he slips a finger over it and wipes it away. Catching his breath, he dedicates a moment to taking you in; needy, glazed-over cum-hungry eyes as his cock rests on your cheek, tousled hair, plump, shiny lips coated in a thin sheen of spit and semen, the white of your teeth poking out from under. You looked gorgeous for him like that, and he let you know by pushing a strand of hair behind your ear.

“You want my cum that badly, is that right?” he says, tentative at first. But you nod, rather vigorously, at that. It flips some sort of switch inside of him, and you feel him pull you by the hair, your own whimper leaving your throat as he exposes your throat to him.

“A little cumslut wants her holes filled. What a sight,” he taunts, a wicked smirk brewing at the corners of his lips. The way he looks at you runs a chill down your spine– it was the way he looked at something he wanted, no, needed, to be under his control.

And you were more than ready to give that.

“Be a good girl, then. Get on with it. On your hands and knees, on the floor,” he commands you, nodding towards the wood floor you have next to the bed. You glance down and back at him, and he’s watching you expectantly. Heat rising to your own cheeks, you shuffle down, assuming position on all fours as he requested.

You hear him shifting off the bed, stalking behind you– you feel his hands wrap around your waist, and then– a searing burn on your knees as you’re re-oriented, looking up to see the closet mirror and yourself staring back at you, cumslut written over your forehead. And dauntingly, above and behind you, stood Percy.

You’re naked, because you woke up earlier and tried to satisfy your urges by touching yourself, which, went nowhere, clearly, otherwise you wouldn’t be in this cum-drunk state– but he is clothed; well, partially clothed, his sleeping robe untied and hanging off his shoulders. He knees behind you, secures your ankles to the ground with the weight of his calves and body, and sinks his fingers into your sides.

“Spread your pussy for me.”

Your eyes go wide, thundering in your chest. He notices your hesitation, and grabs a fistful of hair and pulls you towards him.

“I said, spread your pussy for me. Do I need to repeat myself?”

Some sort of noise comes out of you that sounds vaguely like a whimper and a “yes, sir,” as you take your hands and grab your ass to satisfy his request. You feel a bubbling of dopamine in your chest when you obey him, and it feels good, addictive, almost.

When you feel the weight of his cock pressed against your entrance, your body instinctively gravitates towards him, craving to be filled. But you feel his weight pull away, teasing it along your slit as he leans over to your ear.

“Be patient, love. Just enjoy it, I’ll do the work, my little cumslut. You’re such a needy little breeding whore, aren’t you?”

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saltypeepo · 8 months

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anyways here are some headcanons for percy's scars

#percival de rolo #precy de rolo #percival fredrickstein von musel klossowski de rolo iii #critical role #cr #crc1 #crit role #tlovm #the legend of vox machina #vox machina #headcanon #i posted this on my writing blog already but after i looked at it some #i loved it enough to put it here #there are a few hings that are off abt how i imagine his anatomy but overall I'm happy with this #this is pre-thordak fight definitely

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railroad-migraine · 10 months

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In honour of Legend of Vox Machina coming out, can we have a Percy x (fem/gender neutral) reader with the prompt "You feel like home to me." Maybe reader also lost their home (or they were from Whitestone too)

'Welcome Home'

-> Percy x GN!Reader

Notes: Angst and fluff, hurt comfort. I started writing this piece in January 2022. As of June 2023, I have now watched TLOVM. Sorry it took a while Anon, but I wanted to save your lovely request for when I eventually got into Vox Machina 💙 Can be read as platonic or romantic

~ Poet

*****

It wasn't meant to be like this.

Things had not gone to plan. What was the plan, you say? That is debatable depending on who you'd ask.

To start, Vax was unfortunately spotted skulking around the enemy's camp. That then lead to small confrontation, one that he'd be fine to handle all by himself, one where he was suspiciously poked and prodded at innocently, but Keyleth instinctually stepped in to save him - thus getting the whole party involved and quickly overwhelmed. It was manageable until the exact moment where Grog lopped off the head of one of the bandits.

To put it simply, all hell broke loose and it all went to shit.

However, in the end, when the bandits lay dead and smloldering by the campfire, it was a victory for Vox Machina.

A victory, maybe. But not quite a win.

Wounds were in need of tending to, and Pike was far too exhausted to treat everyone. Camping in the woods did not seem to be the best option, the trees offering little cover, and neither did the cliff face nearby. Frustrated, tired, hungry - voices raising at each other prickled the hairs at the back of your neck and you knew you had to step up. To be the adult.

"There is a village," you start, but no one chooses to listen, your voice just another one in the argument.

"There is a village," you repeat, a little more firm and insistant, and the others begin to withdraw, eyes falling onto you, "not far from here. I- I didn't mention it before because it doesn't belong on the map. Not anymore, at least.

"We can go there, set up camp, sit down and just shut up for a few hours," you sigh.

Most of the party look hesitant but Scanlan raises a brow and shrugs with an easy nonchalance that you envy. "If you say it's safe, I'm down."

It wasn't meant to be like this.

"It is." You hope. "I promise.

Percy watches you carefully, the fading light of the Sun behind him casting shadows on his face, sharpens his already sharp jawline even further until it cuts into his coat's collar. Something dangerous in his expression. "Lead on, then," but he doesn't sound convinced.

And so you lead your friends to the home and earth that once nurtured your childhood, the very same that you abandoned all those years ago in favour of adventure.

You were still young. Like a child, scarrless, soft, green and new to the greater world that waited for you beyond your doorstep.

It wasn't meant to be like this, you think as you fall to your knees, taking in the grim sight before you. It's hard to tell what exactly happened, whether the homes had been raided and intentionally burned down, or if it had been a simple accident and the townspeople luckily fled somewhere safe.

How long had it been since you left home? What seemed like yesterday were many, many months for your people, and anything can happen in that time apart.

But you never expected to be returning home to a graveyard.

It wasn't meant to be like this.

"I'm sorry."

You sniffle and quickly wipe your nose with the sleeve of your shirt, choking back a bitter laugh. "Percy." He pulls his mouth into a straight line, a grimace of sorts. "You can be a thorn in my side at times, but why should you be sorry?"

He shifts his weight on his feet. "Because... because it's what people might have said to me when I was in a similar state. I'm not sure if it would ever have made me feel better, but I suppose it shows some level of... respect. Condolences. Comfort, sometimes. Or so I've heard."

He pulls his coat tighter around his torso, the bite in the air unforgiving even as you mourn for your childhood home while your knees press into dirt. You risk a glance up at his face, and his forlorn expression shatters your already broken heart. He feigns a weak smile, and ducks his chin in sympathy. "It's not for everyone, I suppose."

It's a cold comfort as your grip on the ashes of your home loosens, and slips through your fingers, like sand lost in the wind.

Percy says your name, clear and grounding, and you manage to tear your gaze from what's left of your history. "Look at me." You crane your neck to look to where he looms over your hunched form. "Home is a feeling... I know that more than anybody."

Slowly, so slowly and gentle as if caught in slow motion, he crouches down to meet your height. He appraises you for a hesitant moment, then reaches out to wipe a tear that trails down your cheek, one that you had accidentally neglected. It smears across your skin smoothly, leaving a clean line in the thin layer of dust you had acquired since the battle and trek over here.

He looks at you softly, and you nearly sob from the incredible amount of emotions you feel all at once. You grip his hand like a lifeline and press it into your face so that you can lean into the comfort he's providing, and a shudder washes over you at the warmth radiating from his glove.

Percy nudges your chin up with his free hand, and you have no choice but to meet his watery eyes.

"And you feel like home to me."

In that moment, you know you feel the same for him.

*****

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chicoryblast-art · 8 months

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Though the winter may bring the whole world to its knees

The spring shall return with its fruit

#dont starve #don't starve #dont starve together #don't starve together #dst #dst wilson #dst willow #wilson p. higgsbury #wilson percival higgsbury #willowson #just. imagining them dancing together to old timey music. AUGH

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blueseachelle · 1 year

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I'd really love some Percy de rolo x Reader, them being childhood friends. The trop of she fell first but he fell harder type. If you could! Also love your work!

I'm gonna make this an Imagine for Percy! I love this so, please, enjoy!

He Fell Harder For You Imagine

Percy De Rolo x Reader

I would imagine that you would, of course, fall for him first.

You would fall for him before the fall of Whitestone.

You were one of the castle helpers.

You would help the staff clean, cook, whatever you needed to be at the time.

You would run into Percy as you were cleaning the library.

You and him hit it off pretty well.

You liked him but, of course, who wouldn't fall for a royal if put into your situation.

Percy would not even realize that he would subconsciously look for you around the castle grounds.

He didn't realize he enjoyed your company at all.

As time grew on, you fell for him more and he didn't realize what he was feeling.

I would imagine that you would, of course, fall for him first.

You would fall for him before the fall of Whitestone.

You were one of the castle helpers.

You would help the staff clean, cook, whatever you needed to be at the time.

You would run into Percy as you were cleaning the library.

You and him hit it off pretty well.

You liked him but, of course, who wouldn't fall for a royal if put into your situation.

Percy would not even realize that he would subconsciously look for you around the castle grounds.

He didn't realize he enjoyed your company at all.

As time grew on, you fell for him more and he didn't realize what he was feeling.

After the fall of Whitestone, Percy forgot about you if I'm being honest.

He was so focused on revenge, he forgot about you entirely.

You, on the other hand, knew he was alive but, decided that you needed to move on.

You needed to focus more on your survival than him.

When you both run into each other again, He didn't recognize you.

You didn't identify as your original name anymore.

Everyone called you "Leopard". The nickname was given to you because the Briarwoods were looking for you for some reason so, the rebellion decided to give you a code name so you can remain hidden.

The reason why they chose leopard as the nickname because you may be smaller but, you are fierce. You stand up to anyone. You were a force to be reckoned with. You single handedly killed as many high ranking officials that the Briarwoods placed into office.

You became the definition of badass pretty much. All in the name of survival.

Percy was shook when he figured out it was you. It took Cassandra to say your name first when the two reunited to put the dots together.

You changed so much since the last time he saw you.

He tried to apologize for not recognizing you but, you brushed him off and told him to get a grip of himself and deal with the problem at hand.

That's when the rest of Vox Machina really liked you. They gave each other knowing looks as you said this to Percy and walked off.

Percy, on the other hand, was shocked but, did what you said.

After everything was said and done, You stood by Cassandra's side as she took on the role as the ruler of the town.

Percy pulled you to the side as soon as possible to give you a formal apology.

You just nodded and said that it's whatever and shit happens.

Right after the conversation, Vex came up to you.

She asked if you were interested in a change in scenery and siad that on behalf of Vox Machina, they would like you to join there crew.

You shrugged and said sure. You sealed the deal with a handshake with Trinket licking it in conformation.

With that, you started to travel with Percy and the others.

Percy saw how you were and started to fall for you more and more while you, on the other hand, thought about your past feeling but, kept them in the past.

Percy slowly started to gather himself and tried to express his emotions that he felt towards her in different fashions.

He tried to be subtle at first but soon realized that it wasn't enough.

Soon, he was making you little chains to wear and weapons to better suit your needs. He would make sure to protect you in battle always. He would pay for any items you wanted at shops. He did it all.

You knew something was up but, you couldn't exactly place your finger on exactly what he was trying to accomplish.

It took until Percy got so drunk that he stomped is way to your room at the keep (You decided to not go out drinking because you just wanted some alone time).

He pounded at the door until you answered it.

He stumbled in all disheveled and with a slurring voice told you that he loved you and want you to be his. He loved you every since you were children.

Your heart leaped with joy but, You decided to wait until he confirms his feeling when he was sober.

You kept him in your room all night and let him sleep his drunken state off.

You sat on the windowsill of the room and stayed up all night and just waited.

When he woke up in your room with no recollection of the night before, he panicked. He thought he messed everything up but, it was the exact opposite.

You calmly explained to him the events from the night before as he blushed in embarrassment.

You asked him if he meant what his drunken self said and he made a full confession then and there.

He soon started to ramble about all the things he did wrong about not telling you and you had to shut him up with a kiss.

"Babe. You're rambling."

I hope you enjoyed this imagine! I an currently taking requests! Thank you so much for your support! See You in the next post!

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epithet-beloved · 2 months

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Could we get some parental Percy and Ramsey? If not that’s fine

PARENTAL PERCY + RAMSEY HEADCANONS

synopsis… Percy and Ramsey as your parents

ft. Percival “Percy” King, Ramsey Murdoch, Howie Honeyglow (mentioned), Meryl Lockhart (mentioned), Sergeant Eros (mentioned)

tags… parental imagine, Percy and Ramsey’s relationship is unspecified, goofy family shenanigans, some anime campaign references but no spoilers, relationship study

word count… 702

a/n… I FINALLY GOT MY WRITING SPOONS BACK BAYBEYYYYYY. Apologies for the long hiatus, but I hope you all enjoy these imagines! ✧ 🦄

𓆩ꨄ︎𓆪 Even if Ramsey is your actual father, he still gets treated at least a little bit like a weird uncle that the rest of the family doesn’t want you associating with.

𓆩ꨄ︎𓆪 Despite some general banter, Percy trusts Ramsey with your care quite a lot after he helped her in Redwood Run, and is always fair and never presumptuous. She has quite a few ground rules, some of them a bit odd, but never unfair.

“Uhhh….Percy?” Ramsey’s confusion was met by the policewoman’s polite smile.

“Yes? Is there something you’d like to ask me about the rules?”

A nod. “Just one thing.” Despite the fact that she couldn’t see what he was pointing to, the Australian pointed to one of the lines with his index finger. “I think ‘no crayons of debauchery’ is a bit unnecessary.”

𓆩ꨄ︎𓆪 Your time between the two is divvied up almost perfectly evenly, as expected of Percy’s scheduling. Sometimes, Ramsey can even go somewhere with you as long as an officer (typically Percy) accompanies you.

𓆩ꨄ︎𓆪 On occasion, you’ll also get ‘babysat’ by Meryl or Sergeant Eros when both your parents are unavailable. Meryl can be a bit…jumpy, but typically well meaning. And Eros will let you ride shotgun if he takes you to work with him (given that the work is appropriate and something you can tag along for).

𓆩ꨄ︎𓆪 Ramsey makes drawings of your OCs and Percy hangs them on her fridge. It’s kind of comical to see your fursona or the like hung up in her otherwise rather plain kitchen, but it’s also a sweet reminder of how she’s invested in your interests.

“I must admit, I am curious.” You perked your head up at the sound of your mother’s voice, watching as she admired one of the papers hung up with a magnet on her fridge. When she was done examining the drawing like it was some sort of specimen, she’d stand up to her full height and look your way. “Why am I drawn as a beaver in this picture?”

“Oh,” you explained between bites of food, “I always thought if you were an animal, that’s what you’d be, because you make all kinds of buildings when you’re working.”

This answer seemed to leave her pleased, almost glowing in response to your perception of her. With a hand over her heart, she spoke in a calm voice. “Ah, the beaver. Truly an industrious creature. Nature’s architect, presiding over the flowing waters, arbiting their path….”

….Well, that probably meant she was happy about the fursona you came up for her.

𓆩ꨄ︎𓆪 I wouldn’t call Percy overprotective per se, but she is very cautious. Like if you want to ride a bike, she’ll make sure you have a helmet, knee pads, elbow pads, shoulder pads….overall, just makes sure to take all possible safety measures in a situation. She’ll never stop you from doing something you want to do within reason, she’ll just make sure she’s there to keep an eye on you.

𓆩ꨄ︎𓆪 You’ve also likely met Howie once or twice because he’s a good friend (slash business rival) of Percy’s. He gave you a honeyed snack once. It tasted good, but the texture is…..questionable.

𓆩ꨄ︎𓆪 Despite Percy being classic lawful good, Ramsey can actually be the more reasonable one, aka having more common sense in a situation. Sometimes, parent-child bonding is just being surrounded by wackiness while both expressing complete and utter exasperation.

“Hey dad, do you know what is happening right now at all?” You loved your mother to death, but her idea of a ‘fun activity’ could often be rather strange. Like now, where she was currently trying to enforce road safety laws to the Mario Kart CPUs. While losing.

All the man could do was shake his head and crack a grin. “Eh, just roll with it, kiddo. You get used to it after a while.”

𓆩ꨄ︎𓆪 They both give headpats, but Percy’s are a sort of stiff “pat pat” while Ramsey’s is more of a noogie that messes up your hair. You don’t have the heart to say either one is better than the other, though.

𓆩ꨄ︎𓆪 They’re both wonderful, really. Both a little weird, but that’s part of what makes your family so great.

#𓆩ꨄ︎𓆪 request !#🦄's writings #epithet erased imagines #epithet erased #epithet erased x reader #ramsey murdoch imagines #Ramsey Murdoch #percival king #Percival king imagines #familial imagines

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demigoddessqueens · 5 months

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Hi! I love your work, can I request vox machina headcanons for them sharing a room in a inn and waking up to being held by reader, pre relationship

Of course! I always love the fluff 🥰

A while back I did one with them holding you so now it’s reverse

Aka, they’re all touch-starved

Keyleth

She doesn’t want you to let go, not just yet. If you can hold onto her just a little bit longer till the morning sun, she would appreciate that

Percy

His first instinct is to wake up automatically but that would mean waking you, and he wouldn’t want to disturb you. But gentleness is welcomed even if it’s rare for him

Pike

She feels so protected and cherished bring held by you, and peeking though tired eyes to see a ghost of a smile on your face is rewarding too

Grog

Honestly it’s funny and cute in it’s own way because chances are you’re smaller than him and you can barely hold all of him. But that’s alright, he’ll scoop you up in his arms anyway

Vax’ildan

Such a cutie and a sweetheart! Of course he returns the gesture, curling more into your side or resting his head on your chest where he hears your heartbeat

Vex’ahlia

Chances are she’ll feel your grip tighten unconsciously around her, only to peek through at your sleeping form. It’s an endearing act from you and she pulls back to sleep with a hand around yours

Scanlan

It’s a bit of an unusual gesture because he’s not one to be a total cuddler, but he’ll allow for this because it’s you and he’s working through what he feels for you

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cherubfae · 2 months

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"gonna make you a daddy" || vox machina x reader

With Vax, Percy, & Scanlan

tags: smut, afab!reader, female anatomy, pregnancy mentions, breeding kink, you're married<3, I'm not trying to show favoritism aaaa I just adore Percy sm 😭🥹, overstimulation, creampie, pussy drunk boiyos, I got the need for speed and the need to breed

Vax

Stopping mid-thrust, Vax's eyes widen. The breath stolen straight from his lungs. Pretty brown orbs search yours, glittering beneath the pale moonlight. Slowly he lifts your chin, bowing over your body to kiss your lips. A much more tender action than the unbridled way he'd been thrusting into you only moments prior.

"Are you sure, pretty?" Lips trail your skin, ghosting over your cheek to the corner of your mouth. Vax moans at your eager nod. "Words, baby. I need to hear you." His cock throbs deep in your cunt, making you gasp. He takes your hand, pressing a kiss where your golden ring adorned your finger.

Arching your back, you keen up at your love. "Yes, Vax-- my sweet Vax'ildan~! I wanna make you a daddy I--" A shuddering gasp ends your sentence. Vax presses deeply into you before pulling out and pressing your knees to your chest with a single large hand. His cockhead slips across your wet folds, tapping at your clit.

"Then we gotta make sure my cum takes hold, little raven." Vax yanks your lower half towards his pelvic bone, sinking into you with a single deep thrust. The night certainly had shifted the mood, but he'd argue for the better.

Percy

Cupping his face so gently, you beam up at Percy. "I mean it, love. I want to start a family with you."

A soft whimper crawls out of his throat, unable to focus on anything else but your living expression and the way you clench so tightly around his cock. His hand finds yours, pulling the sheets from your grasp so that he can twine your fingers together. Tiny tears bubble at the corner of his eyes, his arm sliding behind your back pulling you into his lap.

"An honor, darling. Let me look at you like this." Percy kisses you deeply, hips rolling into the backs of your thighs. With one hand braced across your shoulders and the other gripping your pace, Percy rocks into you with delicious fervor. An unmistakable gentleness to his touch.

The night ebbs on with loving strokes, slow deep thrusts and quite a few positions. There wasn't a lovelier sight that the moon light shining down on Percy's back; flexed muscles and a delicate sheen of sweet bared for your eyes only when he cums inside of you. Pushing it back into your cunt with thick fingers, he descends on you like a madman, tongue lapping at your clit. Those seafoam green eyes watching your chest heave with a desperate cry as you cum for him. Your legs are strained and tired but he isn't done yet. "One more, dearest. I promise I will be done. I need to make sure you're pregnant with my child. You can do that, can't you, baby?" He kisses your forehead, moving down to swallow your cries as he stretches you out on his thick girth once more.

Scanlan

A flushed hue coats his cheeks, a wide grin spreads across his face. "Fffffuck, baby, you serious? Yeah? You want to have a baby with m-me?" He swallows thickly, blush deepening. "Okay, okay. Don't need'ta tell me twice."

Scanlan smiles, a gentle tenderness in his silver-blue eyes. Kissing you deeply, his steadily pumps himself into you. Like a flurry, his hands are all over you. Unsure of where to find purchase but too eager to explore you; to leave no stone unturned. He breaks from the kiss with a low moan, a string of saliva trailing after.

With every outward dragging pull sends him thudding back against your skin. Creating an even pace, eyes drawn downwards where the two of you are connected. Scanlan is drunk on the creamy ring that coats the base of his cock that slides down his balls, staining the bedsheets.

He's lost track of how many times he came into you, how many times you clenched around his dick like vice-- all of it. All Scanlan can focus on is you sleepily tucked under his arm, his palm resting flat atop your tummy. You two have talked about starting a family for so long it almost feels unreal to finally be trying for one.

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angelltheninth · 1 year

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Omg please nsfw D, E, I, K, R for Percy! My man is finally coming back! I love him sm!

He's back baby!

Pairing: Percy de Rolo x Fem!Reader

Tags: nsfw, smut, masturbation, sex toys, blowjob, dirty talk, cunnilingus, fingering, praise kink, cuddling, slapping, hair pulling (for Reader), wall sex, hallway sex

A/N: Finally back from Whitestone after all that shit went down and... well, there's always shit going down but we're not here to talk about that. We're here to be horny for Percy.

D = Dirty secret (pretty self explanatory, a dirty secret of theirs)

Since he is an inventor he makes his own sex toys. Some for his own use some to use on you and some you can both use. He's got a lot of imagination and it would be sad if he didn't use it for pleasure from time to time. He doesn't let anyone else know of this... hobby of his. Maybe someday but for now you're the only one who knows that he's a sex toy inventor and enthusiast. He also really like you, er, testing them out while he watches.

E = Experience (how experienced are they? Do they know what they’re doing?)

Percy hasn't dated many people while he was living in Whitestone. He's had a few that he liked but he was never one to go into brothels. After Whitestone... well he didn't think about romance or fucking much. He does know what he's doing though, he's very informed, careful, attentive and the things he doesn't know he always asks about. He wants to make sure you have the best time possible when he's fingers, tongue or whole cock deep in your cunt.

I = Intimacy (how are they during the moment? The romantic aspect)

Romance is very important to him when it comes to sex. He'll rarely have sex without feelings involved. His hands are always caressing your body, your curves, your face, keeping you grounded even when your eyes roll back as you clench around his twitching cock. He never leaves without cuddling with you, often almost as much as having sex. It's very important to him that you know he loves you for more then just the sex part.

K = Kink (one or more of their kinks)

The first kink he has is praise. Praise him and he'll give you the time of your life. It'll get his dick so hard, might even make him come just from your words and the feeling of your pussy around him, no movement needed. He is a bit of a sadist though, he doesn't do it hard but he likes to pull your hair and slap your face when he feels like you're not paying enough attention, although this mostly happens when you ask him to be rougher then normal.

R = Risk (are they game to experiment? Do they take risks?)

When he's horny enough yes. If you get him riled up enough he'll drop his pants and fuck your face in the first empty hallway, alleyway, or hell even a closet if nothing else is available. Won't take the clothes all the way off, just enough so his cock can comfortable slot into your wet pussyhole, bringing him the much needed relief. At times like that you often find yourself pressed against the wall, his body and coat somewhat shielding you from view if anyone were to find you.

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