#orym and the freaks

[undead-knick-knack]

It's amazing no one has accidentally stepped on Orym during a fight

[eternalmomentss]

Big fan of orym going ballistic horny the moment they get out of combat, it's time little man you deserve it

[demigoddessqueens]

Laudna 🖤💞💕 I love you!!

[newtonsapfel]

You know what's funny and sad in just about equal parts?

Going back to earlier episodes after The Confession I cannot believe I wasn't quite sure they would be made canon. Even after "Wish you were here. Glad you're not." And "It's the rain in your eyes, yeah?" And the armour. And the preening. And the way they were changing their fighting style back to the constant awareness from before ep14. And the comfort seeking and finding. I could go on.

Thing is, I was still thinking I might be seeing things. Or that it was kinda one-sided. Or that they wouldn't go there during the main campaign. Because that is how it usually is. I was there for Johnlock, and Wolfstar, and on the fringes of Destiel. We've been burned so many times, I've come to expect the queer baiting. Even from beautiful people like the CritRole cast.

God, these little gay fantasy men make me so happy, for so many reasons.

Thank you, Critical Role 💙💚

[screechingfromthevoid]

Chetney: we both fell in love with royalty, orym

Orym, nat 2 deception check: chet what are you talking about? I'm not-

Chetney: we're going to be royalty, orym

Orym, getting redder by the minute: I'm really not-

Chetney: think of the wood in the feywild, the winds on the silken squall orym

[daydreamoftheendless]

i remember making this playlist with nothing but a dream in my pocket and now WE WON

[liamobrienlove]

Favourite Liam Campaign 3 Moments - Imogen and Ludinus Meet (C3EP45)

[codeopod]

Bells Hells have entered their emo-hot-leather-pirate-punk-slut era

[callowmooree]

i’m sorry y’all, but do you see the name of my page?? of course i’m gonna be absolutely FERAL after the crumbs we got from tal and ash tonight. FINALLY SOME CUDDLES FOR THE ROCK BOY AND GOAT GIRL😭🫶

[arabella-strange]

The problem is, there are two problems:

Problem #1: The Gods. They hold all the cards. They act like they're inevitable, immovable, and most important of all? Already here—they're a known danger. Literally the devil (and celestials and others) you know. But just because they are complex and flawed and powerful and pre-existing and far-reaching and far-knowing, does that mean we mortals of Exandria must accept their power regime forever? Can those under their domains not choose to strike out for a radical new future of unknowns—not even try? And yes, absolutely, they're good to us sometimes, they like or love us sometimes, they want what's "best" [according to them] for the world and the universe sometimes. But just because of those sometimes, just because things would change in unprecedented ways that might even be daunting or frightening or hard, does that fear mean we have to yield and submit to their fundamental prioritization of their continued dominance over us? Solution: unclear. Who gets to decide: also unclear.

Problem #2: Ludinus and Predathos. Ludinus has seized unilateral control. He has decided (as Orym pointed out) that he knows best, that "the ends justify the means." He has likewise decided (as Imogen pointed out) that what he wants and his judgment have achieved a level of rightness that must either be followed or be cut out of his way. If you're not with me, you're my enemy. Now, these two problems are intertwined at present because Ludinus is partly responding to Problem #1—namely, the injustice of living under what mortals must [he asserts] realize is not an inevitability or a necessary constant of the world. But he has turned in his campaign to solve this problem to Predathos, a total unknown, and Ludinus has gone so far down this path that he has convinced himself (or allowed himself to stop questioning) that his solution is the only right one. The absolute conviction without regard for harm, for alternatives, or for consequences makes him and this route a problem in its own right. Solution: unclear. Who gets to decide: also unclear.

*** But the thing I hope there is still time for? is a disentangling of these problems.*** Because Ludinus has warped the conversation so much, sooooo much, to make it seem like Problem #1 MUST be solved and it must be solved NOW, HIS way. But that's not true. If the Gods must be overthrown—if it is their time to become simply "the old gods"—then that deserves consideration. But he does not get to decide on behalf of the whole world that his way is the only way; there is no evidence that this is the only way and the only time and the only terms by which this important, maybe-uncertainly-possibly necessary step must be taken. But he benefits by making everyone think so.

[lunarrolls]

They get to Whitestone safely, which seems uncharacteristic of them, but Ashton’s not going to look a gift horse in the mouth. Especially because his still-cooling skin is tightening in that painful way that tells you that you’ve fucked something up and stood in the sun too long.

Laudna loaned him one of her spare blouses, and they’re back to their old pants and boots for now. They wrap their (thankfully preserved) trench coat around their torso and lean back, closing their eyes.

Gods, what the fuck is happening?

His thoughts are interrupted before they can get sent into a neverending, fractalling spiral of terror by the familiar sound of padding feet approaching his location. He cracks one eye open (his bad eye, but it doesn’t matter; even blind he’d recognize him) and grins.

“What’s up, Ory—“

Before they can finish, Orym’s lips are on theirs. They nearly jerk back out of sheer surprise before quickly returning the gesture. Orym pulls back after a moment.

“Damn, okay,” Ashton says, slightly breathless and still hot from the fucking lava pit. “I gotta get my clothes melted off more often, I guess.”

Orym blushes at the comment. “I mean, I’m not complain—no, I mean. Yes, I’m complaining.”

Ashton cocks an eyebrow.

“Watching you fly out of a pit of lava naked and glowing was the hottest thing I’ve ever seen in my life,” Orym states matter-of-factly, “and if you ever do anything like it ever again, especially if you drag Fearne along again, not even the titans themselves in all their glory would be able to stop me from resurrecting you just so I could remove your stupid head from your stupid shoulders myself. Do I make myself clear?”

Ashton feels their cheeks grow even warmer. “As fuckin’ crystal. Message received.”

“Good. Now, kiss me again, you absolute fucking moron.”

[undead-knick-knack]

[featherlesswings]

As expected, negative nancies have already started making angry content about the way things went on Campaign 3 episode 92. Color me shocked. Imagine the DnD community acting like kind, fun people and knowing how to enjoy things.

With that in mind,

Feel free to discuss your feelings in the tags.

[halflingkima]

the energy at the table was "The DM Specifically Told You Not To Do This" which made for an uncomfortable table BUT. it's a win for creative collaborative storytelling. (yes it worked, but there was a real chance that it wouldn't and that would've also made for an excellent story pivot)

[csiccus]

OH THEY WERE NOT KIDDING. SKREEV IS A FREAK. 😭😭 I LOVE IT SO MUCH im so normal about him. he's so 😭😭😭😭

[quiddie]

This whole scene was one of my favorite things ever!

But also, I just want to point out that *very* first line (peep the subtitles) was a blink-and-you'll-miss-it reference to a moment at the end of Downfall that I was so gassed to sneak in by having a cleric of the Dawnfather tell a paladin of the Lord of Hells "do not lie to me!"

Obviously a different context and tone, but a fun deep cut! Never not thinking about Nick's phenomenal turn as Ayden! 💖

Deanna will fuck all the gods