#I've been working on it all week

[oatberrytea]

Mae Farm home tour, the kitchen (the entire house is cozy chaos)

[ravendruid]

I don't want to be alone tonight

This text originated from the scene on episode 42, and then @tiamat-zx sent this prompt, which I added to what I had already written. This text contains spoilers for Keyleth and Vax's meeting in Vox Machina Origins, Volume 1, and episodes 39-42 of campaign 1. This means a lot to me, and I hope you all enjoy it <3

Keyleth paced around in her room, much emptier and colder than it had been for the previous weeks. Her bed had been taken down to the temple to offer some sort of comfort to the refugees, so all she had was a small cot and a pile of blankets. It didn’t bother her, she knew that she could use her beast shape to transform into Minxie and curl up on the ground for the night and that she would be fine. 

Catha was high in the sky, and her armor lay on the ground by the cot, as she had recently taken it off to change her dirty, blood-stained clothes. Keyleth didn’t trust the calmness of the night, not while she could see the light of embers in the direction of Emon, so she decided that it would be best if she slept with her armor. She was about to pick it up when there was a soft knock on her door, so soft she thought she had imagined it.

Vax held his breath. He hadn’t heard any noise from the other side of the door that would let him know Keyleth had heard him or that she was awake at all, and he was about to turn around and leave when there was a soft creak of hinges. Keyleth’s green eyes peeked through the small gap between the wooden door and its frame, defiant at first but soft and caring when they landed on him. 

“Hi.” Her voice was silky soft and sweet like honey, and Vax thought he could die just from hearing it. He tried to muster the courage that had led him there, to her bedroom door at such a late hour, but suddenly his mind was empty of words. 

Keyleth examined Vax, standing in the hallway, still in his armor, with a dumbfounded look. The events of that day ran through her mind, the dealings with the Clasp and how Vax had asked her to burn the tattoo on his back. Was he in pain? Is that why he had gone to see her? But if that was the case, why hadn’t he gone to Pike?

“Hi. I don’t want to be alone tonight, do you?” He finally mustered.

Oh. That’s why.

“I haven’t been wanting to be alone most nights.” Keyleth answered before she stepped away and opened the door to let him in.

Vax stood bashfully in the middle of her room, watching her close and lock the door behind her and admiring how her hair fell in waves down her back. He could remember the first time they met in the swamp, she was a squirrel, and he thought he was hallucinating when he saw her wave at him. He thought of the first time she healed him, the warm green glow of nature on her palms, and all the other times after that, and how the feeling never changed or how it felt like home. 

Keyleth crossed the room before he could say anything and wrapped her arms around his torso, laying her head on the crook of his neck. Vax was taken aback by the sudden movement, but after the last couple days they had, he wasn’t entirely surprised by her assurance, and neither was Keyleth when he wrapped his arms around her and leaned his cheek against her head. 

“Will you stay tonight?” She asked. She realized she wanted him to stay tonight, the next night, and all nights to come, but she wasn’t ready to let him know. Not yet.

“I’ll stay as long as you’ll have me.” He wanted nothing more than to stay with her forever, to hold her in his arms and never let go, but the time wasn’t right, and he would not force it. 

Keyleth’s soft, deft fingers found the buckled straps of his armor, and while they both wore the same kind of leather armor, Vax couldn’t hide a gasp of surprise as she started undoing them with practiced ease, letting it fall onto the floor next to hers.

A massive ancient red dragon was sitting on Emon, the city capital of Tal’Dorei, built hundreds of years ago, now crumbled to dust. The danger was real and close to home, closer to Vax and Keyleth, who had already suffered so much pain at the claws of Thordak himself, but neither of them wanted to think or talk about it. They felt safe with each other. Vax was a lethal shadow who could jump in on their enemies without a sound, while Keyleth was single-handedly capable of summoning lightning and storms, of taming rivers and flames, of moving mountains, and of flying on the brightest of the blue skies.

They lay together on the blankets, the cot not big enough for both, their faces so close that they could feel the other’s warm breath on their lips. Keyleth wrapped one arm around Vax’s torso and slid her hand inside his shirt, resting it on the burn mark between his shoulder blades.

“Does it hurt?” She asked softly. Vax shook his head. If you’ll have me, I’m yours, he had told her, and now he had her mark on his body. Knowing he loved her so much as to have her imprint on his body made her feel dizzy, like she had just woken up from a dream. No one had ever loved her like that. She never thought it was possible at all, and why would she? She was awkward and clumsy, others expected greatness from her, but she was too scared to fail, to disappoint them, to lead them astray. She was destined to a life of loneliness, to witness the death of those she loved and the birth and death of those she would learn to love afterward.

“Stop it.” Vax could see the train of thoughts in her eyes. “You’re amazing and strong, Kiki. You’re kind and gentle, and you will be a great leader to your people one day.”

Vax always knew what to say, he always knew what she was thinking and how to stop the bad thoughts. He brought a sense of calmness to her that she couldn’t describe, as if the faith he had in her was all she needed to move on. It was astonishing how sometimes he placed his faith in her so blindly and made her feel like some divine being.

“I love you.” Vax whispered. Keyleth’s eyes filled with joy, and her heart swelled with love. She might not be ready to say it back out loud but after all that had happened, she knew she couldn’t wait a second longer without him knowing how she felt, so she slowly closed whatever distance was between their mouths and pressed a soft, chaste kiss to Vax’s lips, lingering for longer than either of them expected. 

While they knew the end could come in the dead of night, they were sure that they were safe within the other’s embrace, and that night the only presence of a nightmare was the one roaring outside Greyskull Keep’s walls.

[hansoeii]

crowley!

[arachnid-guts]

i finally finished this... i can die now..........

here is the reference picture, which is a poster for the movie Re-Animator (1985)

[wombywoo]

on call

[mimimar]

finally completed my comic based on the song ivy by taylor swift!✿ please zoom in to read the text and see the details~

✿.✿.✿

you can get the digital zine pdf here! it includes extras like character profiles, costume design, more art of willow and ivy, zine-exclusive sketches and an illustrated guide to the symbolism of all the flowers in this comic.

you can also get prints of individual pages here!

✿.✿.✿

[ursiday]

Viktor gouache

[spear-gsun]

Happy 20 years to the Imperishable Night

[bizarrelittlemew]

calling it right now that season 3 starts like this

[demaparbat-hp]

Almost

[seo-changbinnies]

countdown to lixie’s bday

↳ d-6: a year of skz talker

[swampybogg]

[teenytraveler]

Loid fell asleep on the couch yet again smh… 😔

[ultipoter]

Pokemon Legends Arceus fan comic, where Jirou has disappeared and Volo has complicated feelings about it. (And maybe figures out that there's a bit of a God in that little phone of Jirou's)

[expelliarmus]

[nanabbi]

It is done... Them.

Pathos and Dbub's belong to lunarcrown's and aquaquadrant's Hels to pay AU ❤️