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It’s more important than breathing that he says (wheezes), “You’re here.”  Her fingers on his throat (pulse, checking his pulse - obediently it vaults back into a driving pace) drift away reluctantly. She swallows whatever she has to say, turning back to - ah. The splashing was not his assailant approaching to finish him off, but Trinket chasing after her, snarling with more fury than he’s ever seen. Correction: Vex’s expression, when she looks up, is the most fury he has ever seen.

GIDDY to have had the chance to commission from one of my artistic idols @toastyglow for art of Chapter 16 of my Age of Arcanum / Vax is the Raven Queen AU!

It's them

theyre fighting a god in the morning

I’ve started thinking about critrole again thanks to tlovm and the newest episode of the current campaign…….iykyk

Taliesin claiming that Laura is the pilot of this ship [perc'ahlia] but then saying that he makes direct eye contact with her while recording their sex noises is hilarious to me. Laura is driving the car but Taliesin is in the backseat yelling "MCDONALDS MCDONALDS"

messy hair stubble percy ily

this parallel is making me crazy

Congratulations to them ✨

Perc'ahila in the Tlovm season 3 trailer

oh literally just kill me now

The Undying Threat... I'm thrilled to finally share this with you. I had the opportunity to draw Percy's forces in today's CR Abridged :)

Saw someone on twt say they wanted to see Percy drawn like Yusuf Dikec and I couldn't help myself

the very first de rolo family outing 💙🤍🤎

Gordon Ramsay in Dungeon Meshi

The Glamorous Lady Vex'ahlia, Baroness of the Third House of Whitestone and Grand Mistress of the Grey Hunt

Consider: the entire Vox Machina campaign except everyone is wearing giant pink fur coats.

“Faux Pachina” (a beautifully selected name, thanks to @MIHistoryGuy on Twitter)

this is so cute, laios is such a good brother

just imagine the destruction they could rain down from above

bonus: vax the flightless bird 

Revelation

When Vex dips her hands in the stream, the water is so cold that it almost stings. She ignores the discomfort as she cups her palms and splashes her face. She is about to reach down again when she hears a rustle from the woods behind her. She hastily dries her hands on her tunic and reaches for her bow. 

Percy walks into her line of sight. His pace is brisk and sure. He’s wearing nothing but a white shirt and trousers. Though his holster is on his leg, he still looks vulnerable, and his face looks slightly shocked.

“I’m sorry. I didn’t think anyone else would be here.”

“I needed to get away for a moment,” she says. 

“Ah, I see. Do you mind if I join you?”

“Not at all. There’s more than enough water for two.”

“I wasn’t worried about that.” He removes his gloves and tucks them into his trouser pockets. “Moments of privacy are rare. I don’t want to interrupt yours.”

“You aren’t.”

Percy gives an affirmative hum as he squats down next to her.  He’s close enough that she can see the stubble on his jaw. To her utter surprise, he unties his shirt just a little. As the fabric falls apart, moonlight dances like fingers of silver on his skin. Then Percy rolls up his sleeves, exposing quite lovely forearms.

Her mouth goes dry, and heat blossoms in her cheeks. She’s blushing! Fucking blushing!

“Are you all right, Percy?” she asks to distract herself. 

“I am. Are you?”

“Of course,” she answers too quickly. 

“Good.”  Percy looks at the stream and then back at her. “Will you hold my glasses for a moment?”

“Yes.”

Percy removes his glasses, and their hands brush as she reaches out to take them. His skin is warm and mostly soft, but there are a few calluses that have utterly delicious potential. Their eyes meet, and she can’t help but notice how much younger he looks like this. Yet the intensity of his gaze and his focus are the same. Her heart skips a beat.

He bends down to the stream and splashes his face. He instantly splutters, “Fuck, that’s cold! Why didn’t you warn me?”

She watches droplets fall down his cheeks, past his jaw, and along his neck. At that moment, something wild flows through her veins, and she reaches into the water and splashes him. It hits him more haphazardly than she intended, getting his shirt and hair wet. 

“Oops.”

Percy blinks once, then wipes his hand across his face. “That’s what I get for trusting you.”

“Sorry,” she hides a small smile. “You can splash me back if you want. I won’t fight back.”

“While that offer is tempting, I have to refuse,” he pauses. “I’ll simply get my revenge when you least expect it.”

“Is that a threat?” 

“It’s a promise.”

She laughs so hard that her shoulders shake and her stomach aches. Percy laughs, too, and the smile looks good on him.

Vox Machina has seen many sides of Percy, but this moment is hers alone.

And it’s a damn revelation.

they dont leave me ALONE

In Shane we trust 🙏

various vox machinas (originally posted 2019-2021-ish)

From Critical Role C3EP76

Allura and Percival Fredrickstein von Musel I love talking about my wife Klossowski de Rolo II

I wonder if she still remembers him

Can't they just make them get married, be happy, and travel the world together