Ellie, '95, she/they 🏳️🌈 self-indulgent critrole fic 🌼Masterpost🌼
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They are! I cannot promise when anything will get written (tho I’m back to watching the campaign lol bc they brought some of my faves back so perhaps inspiration will come more readily)
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Day 19. Lycanthrope Caleb x Reader
Note(s): I never specified what type of lycanthrope for this one, but the idea of Caleb, the sad cat man, ended up as a werewolf is a bit funny to me.
@jellie-bean
“Shit.”
That was the reaction of one Caleb Widogast when he realized that the “animal” that bit him wasn’t just an animal. The first transformation took everyone by surprise and it took a bit to calm him down and deal with him.
At first, Caleb had wanted to find a cure as soon as possible, but then he realized that there’s so much that still needs to be done and this condition of his could be helpful. For now.
“Well, you’re much calmer when you transform. There’s less biting and scratching,” you tell him, reporting how the latest transformation had gone. He wanted to try and control it if he was going to keep this condition. But with everyone busy with having families, you stayed to help him.
“I didn’t bite you, did I?” That was the only reason he was hesitant with letting anyone else help him with this. Seeing you shake your head had him feel relief. “Good.”
He doesn’t know what he’d do if he ended up hurting you.
“So, how’s working on a cure?” You ask him. Caleb had wanted to make some kind of potion to cure his lycanthropy for when it’s no longer needed. Sure, he can ask Jester or Caduceus for help, but magic doesn’t always work. So the potion is a backup. Caleb doesn’t want anything to go wrong with this.
“Alright, Beauregard has been looking at various methods to curing this that doesn’t involve death.”
“Death isn’t even an option,” you tell him and his eyes soften.
“I apologize, I shouldn’t have joked about that.”
“Oh there’s been worse jokes made.”
Caleb smiles as you wave off his apology and he goes back to reading his books, writing notes about the transformation. He can’t help but stretch and pop his back after a moment, a grunt escaping his lips.
“How are you doing, Caleb? I know those transformations take their toll on you.” Caleb debates rather to tell the truth or change the subject to not worry you. He glances over to you and gives a small smile.
“I’ve been through worse.” Your pointed look makes him sigh. “I’m always tired, even after sleeping. My bones ache more, but that could be my old age.”
“You’re not that old.”
“No, but I never had much strength to begin with. Transforming and forcing new muscles and having changes to my bone structure has me aching more often than not.” Caleb notices the concern on your face. “I promise you, it is not as gruesome and bad as it sounds.”
“Caleb, if this is that bad then-“
“Please, trust me. I’m okay.” Caleb felt some guilt for asking for your trust for this considering you’re just concerned, but he feels relief when you nod.
“Alright. But you need to take a break. Come on, a nap will do you well, old man.” Caleb chuckles as you lightly push him to his room.
“Thought you said I’m not old.”
“Hush. You need sleep,” you reply, a smile on your face that has him smiling too.
Caleb feels the exhaustion hit him as he lays on the bed. He also doesn’t know if he’d be able to sleep rather because of the restless beast or the nightmares.
“Stay with me,” he asks, his voice a bit quiet as if he didn’t expect to vocalize his want. And he didn’t expect to say it. But he’s too tired to take it back.
“Of course.” Your own voice is soft and he smiles as you get under the blankets with him, wrapping your arms around him and he sighs softly. Even if his sleep is restless, he’s comforted with your presence next to him.
#yesssssss#I loved the theory while c2 was live that he was a werewolf#clearly I never let it go 😂#beautiful kat writing as always#fic recs
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Ooh for your song thing, how about Dorian Storm with Honey by. Coastal Club please and thank you <33
I’ve learned to love you, honey
And you’ve got a way with me
You’re wide-eyed and alive, so full of life, I’m mesmerized by your love
You don’t notice Dorian watching you, despite the fact that he finds himself doing it a Lot. He’s not trying to, of course, but you burst into giggles with Fearne, hand half-covering your face and Dorian can’t wrench his gaze from you.
Chetney jabs him in the side.
“Ow!” Dorian jumps. “What was that for?”
“Quite going googly-eyed over them. Just go talk to them.” Cheney huffs. “It’s disgusting.”
Dorian makes some flippant comment at Chetney, waving him off. You glanced up and caught his gaze, your grin growing wider.
“Dorian!” You wave him over from the other side of the tavern and of course he joins you, how could he not? (Chetney is grumbling and rolling his eyes behind him).
“Darlings.” Dorian greets both you and Fearne. It’s easier to be flirty when it’s not just you. “To what do I owe the pleasure?”
“Fearne said you knew this really fancy dance! You did it at the party I missed, apparently. I didn’t know you danced!” You babbled at him a bit, grinning at him.
“And very well too.” Fearne added, throwing him a wink.
“Ah, well, I don’t think I was that good at it.” Dorian waved the compliment away, fighting a blush.
“You were!” Fearne insisted. “Oh! How abouts you two dance? Dorian can show off his moves!”
“There’s not even a band, Fearne!” You widened your eyes at her, trying to silently communicate to her to chill out. Of all the people to figure out about your crush.
“And there’s really not enough room.” Dorian added. He rubbed at the back of his neck, looking anywhere but at you. Fearne pouted before a mischievous smile uncurled across her face.
“Just a moment.” She got up and trotted up to the barkeep, who was uninterested until Fearne set down some gold coins. The man counted them then shrugged, going over to two guys hanging around in a corner table. They had instruments.
“Tell me she didn’t”. Dorian stage whispered. The two guys went to the little raised platform in the tavern and started tuning their instruments.
“I think she did.” You reply.
Fearne walks back to you two, smiling widely. The barkeep was moving some tables to make a space for dancing. At least some of the other patrons seemed interested too.
“There! Music and room to dance!” She sat back down beside you and rested her chin on her hand, grinning.
“Fearne-“ Dorian tried to say, but the two men started playing and another couple of people got up to dance. Fearne waved her hand at you two.
“Go on, shoo!”
“Well, might as well take this opportunity, hmm?” You sigh as you stand, giving Dorian a half smile. “I’ll try not to step on your feet too much.”
“I would be honored for you to step on me.” Dorian joked, giving you a half bow as he held his hand out to you. Fearne snorted a laugh behind him and he shit her a quick, half-hearted glare, even as his skin turned a slightly darker blue.
You weren’t particularly a skillful dancer. It didn’t help that you didn’t know the ‘fancy dance’ Dorian was trying to lead you through. You were stumbling over his feet and your own, hands holding onto him with a vice grip. But you were grinning and laughing and everyone once in a while you leaned forward, hiding your face in his shoulder.
And Dorian was thankful that the dance was ingrained in him because he was absolutely stunned by you. You were glowing and there were stars in your eyes and Dorian had never loved you more.
#critical role x reader#dorian x reader#dorian storm x reader#dorian storm imagine#critrole reader insert
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Maybe something with “25 - finding comfort in their scent” being about Ashton
Ashton doesn’t smell like much tbh. Just a bit earthy and metallic, not in a bad way, and you have to be really sniffing to notice. In its own way, it’s nice.
But one day you notice, after a fight, Ashton’s pressing their face into your neck, holding you to themself and you hear…a deep inhale, followed by another.
At first you think it’s just Ashton centering himself, calming themself down. Because it begins to happen that way after every fight.
But then you begin to notice him leaning into you throughout the day, against your hair, your shoulder, pressing into your belly when he uses your lap for a nap
“Are you…sniffing me?” You ask. Ashton had hid his face in your hair to hide how harshly he was rolling his eyes at whatever conversation had been going on. But they’d lingered there, even as the other dispersed, and you could swear you heard him.
“Does it matter?” Ashton replies, (very carefully) bumping his forehead against you. You pull back and turn some so you can look at them.
“You can just tell me I’m stinky.” You stick your tongue out at them. Ashton rolls his eyes and pulls you back against him.
“You smell good.” Ashton mumbles quietly into your neck, following it up with a quick kiss. “I like breathing you in. Helps me remember….you’re here.”
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blossoming romance writing prompts:
accidental hand touching
eye contact across a crowded room
exchanging secret smiles
first conversations alone
admiring them from afar
asking them about their family
visiting them at their place of work
discovering common interests
exchanging gifts for the first time
a surprise encounter
picking a leaf/flower petal out of their hair, or brushing dirt off of their face
nervous embarrassment around them (blushing, fidgeting etc)
complimenting their appearance
looking at their lips as they talk
finding excuses to be alone with each other
naturally gravitating closer together
noticing their individual quirks
hello/goodbye hugs that linger
talking late into the night
clumsy attempts at flirting
sharing long term dreams, goals and aspirations with one another
playful teasing
being unable to keep their eyes off of them
attempting to find out if they are single/available
finding comfort in their scent
creating art inspired by them
sharing an umbrella in the rain, or a coat/blanket in the cold
surprising them with their favourite treat
visiting their home for the first time
confiding in them
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Matt Mercer is Manfred

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Briaus and Dorian 🙏🏻
idk if you wanted separate or poly but uh brain ran with poly so 👌🏻😘 (I’m patiently waiting for more Braius content, love you Sam reigal)
Braius and Dorian are both incredibly charismatic dudes so I feel like the levels of flirting and sass are through the roof
Dorian tries to be more suave and lowkey about his actions, while Briaus is much more direct and clear
Like flirting with Dorian is kinda cute and sweet and maybe a few innuendos and flirting with Braius…is like no-filter flirting. He doesn’t necessarily mean to fluster you (or Dorian) by how he speaks but he’s amused nonetheless
can you imagine the cuddle puddle of being between Braius and Dorian like damn
The two of them will (playfully) fight over who gets to heal you if you get a small injury but the moment you’re hurt hurt, they’re both pumping any healing they have into you.
They can both be so dramatic that living with them is never boring
#dorian x reader#braius x reader#Dorian x reader x Braius#critical role x reader#critrole reader insert
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Dorian: so how did you become a cowgirl/boy/poke?
You, staring steadily at Braius: well, admittedly, not by working on a farm
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I finished the episode and am actually kinda hype to get back into cr. Do I have any idea of what’s going on? Barely.
Am I eyeing all the pretty people in this group? Absolutely (shameless flirts my beloved; sam riegal you have finally made a character I heart eyes at)
sam riegal what have you done to me
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I have not watched a cr episode in so long and yet here I am
sam riegal what have you done to me
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sam riegal what have you done to me
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Trying to get into the swing of things & do BH lvl 13 outfits redraws! So starting with our blue boy!
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Me, trying to figure out mods for dai: 😵💫
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Be as MIA as you need to be! Life be cray
Life be crazy Indeed. Pretty good but crazy haha
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Are you okay with people sending their own little drabbles or headcanons to you?
I am! I’d prefer nothing too long tbh but honestly it’s fun and can spark some creativity in me!
If you do send anything, just know I may add on to it myself in my reply (or maybe even counterpoint something! kindly of course haha)
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Just popping in to see how you’re doing! Hoping your week went well! 💖
Aw thank you! I’m doing well! I’ve traveled to be with my LDR partner again which is why I went a little MIA haha 🥰 I hope you’re doing well too!!
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