#Keyleth x you

[gay-dorito-dust]

Fuck dude, I relate to the deadweight reader sm. Pls tag me when pt 8 is out

Here we are at last! The first part to the two parter finale! Thank you for supporting this series that came from a silly little idea and thank you all for seeing it get this far!

Again the stupid fucking ‘readmore’ isn’t going to be added as I don’t want half of the fic to be erased for no reason. Be it’s the new updates fault. 🤷‍♀️

“Where are we?” Keyleth asked, feeling a tad disheartened by the dead flowerbeds, dry grass the crunched like bones under foot and the decaying trees and polluted swamp that stretched out before them. “Shademurk Bog.” Their horned travel guide informed before pointing at the tree that sat at the heart of the bog. “And your friend is trapped inside there with Saurdon.” He adds.

“How are we meant to get inside? Blow it up?” Vex asked, hands on her hips and her brow cocked upwards. “That’s the idea.” The horned male says as though it’s obvious enough, “it’s an tree after all, a dead one, but a tree none the less.” The group shared looks between each other before arming themselves as they delved across the black goo swamp whisky also making sure to keep a clear mind as to not submit to Saurdon’s temptations. They were here for one reason and one reason that ever truly mattered to them; vestige or no vestige, you’ve became the treasure that they horde.

Now that someone has taken that treasure and they weren’t happy. They were furious. “Don’t worry y/n.” Vax said the closer they got to the tree that supposedly has you trapped. “We’re coming, just hang on tight.”

‘Lost, ostracised, alienated, overshadowed by your peers.’ Suardon listed off as he crept towards your still standing figure, your blacked out eyes stuck themselves to him and every action he did and yet you couldn’t find the power within to reach for your weapon and tear this twat a new arsehole. You were stun locked. Your free will to do anything was taken away, forcing you into obeisance.

‘You desire companionship that won’t treat you like a second thought or someone who is only there to be used and then quickly discarded until your services were called upon again, like a servant. You want to be treated more then just deadweight.’ He continues, stepping into your personal space now as his decrepit hand cusps your jaw as though he were handling porcelain.

‘You’re lonely y/n.” he utters in a hushed whispered as his face draw nearer and nearer to the point you could feel his breath brush against your skin, which made you feel more then repulsed then you were when you couldn’t do shit to stop this weirdo from touching your jaw. ‘I can fix that…for a price.’ Saurdon drawled, stepping just another step closer to you as you internally groaned. ‘If only you give me your heart.’

“Don’t listen to him sweetheart!” Vex’s voice cried from below, catching yours and Saurdon’s attention. “His words are void, empty promises that of which hide his true intentions!” Percy adds on.“We’re sorry! We’re so fixing sorry y/n. For everything!” Keyleth cries when she saw that the black in your eyes hadn’t disappeared after hearing Percy and Vex. “For the way we’ve ignored you, disregarded you, shunned you, distanced ourselves from you, all of that and so much more!”

Vax stepped in next to her when he saw that she was becoming too emotional to carry on her speech and seeing as he was the one to remain by your side since the tomb, he could only hope that his voice could reach you. He couldn’t loose you, not this time. Not here. “We know better now then to act as though we’ve never wronged you, that’s unfair for you and the shit we’ve put you through!” He exclaims, “we promise to do better by you because in all honesty, we’re jealous of you y/n. Vox machina would be nothing without you, we would be nothing without you! Yes we were dickheads for not talking to you about this but please…come home.”

The black in your eyes disappeared and you were quick to draw your weapon and turn on Saurdon, who was furious that his plan was ruined and used his power to send you over the edge and into solid ground, knocking your weapon from your hand as he began attacking your friends. “Fucker needs to takes rejection in a more healthier manner good god.” You groaned as you got back up to your feet, picking up your weapon as Vax came to your aid, tossing your arm over his shoulder. “Forgive us yet?” He asked.

“Not the time nor the place to ask but since your dying to know,” you told him as you set your sights on Saurdon’s back, “the jury is still out.” You concluded as you brought yourself back into the heat of battle with a fire under your arse when you saw that Percy was being overwhelmed by Suardon’s plants. Slicing and dicing through them with ease as you watched them fall pathetically.

“Thanks.” Percy said.

“No problem. Also, tree fucker has the vestige.” You replied with a smile before leaving him with that information to aid Keyleth and Vex who were more then happy to see you. “Y/n!” Keyleth shouted, setting some of Suardon’s offence aflame. “Keyleth.” You greeted, “where’s Vex?” “Fighting Saurdon.” She informed you, pointing in the way she last saw vex. You patted her on the shoulder and were about to leave to help aid Vex when the Druid stopped you. “Be careful.” She warned. “Aren’t I always?” You replied before slipping off.

By the time you caught up with Vex and Saurdon, things were looking bleak. Vex lost her bow and was hanging over the edge with Saurdon towering over her, aiming the vestige at her, reading himself in taking the killing blow. “Hey tree dick!” You shouted, catching his attention as he hissed in anger. “Step the fuck away from my friend.” Utilising the enhanced speed gifted to you by the armour, you sent yourself and Saurdon over the edge and to the ground below; allowing Vex to pull herself up over the edge. “Y/n!” She cried, “catch!” Vex then threw down the golden arrowhead Percy made her and you only looked up at her incredulously.

“The fuck am I supposed to do with this?!” You asked her and she face palmed before gesturing to Saurdon who was slowing getting back up to his feet, “stab him you dumbass! Stab him in the heart!” You quickly dashed to Saurdon, knocking back flat on his arse again, wrestling him into submission as you lifted the golden arrow head overhead and brought it down into his heart; killing him and earning your party another vestige which you the quickly gave to Vex.

You all emerged from the tree only to find a golden portal awaiting you. “This must be our ticket home.” You said and with no argument to be heard from the rest of the party, you all left the fey realm united.

[demigoddessqueens]

Headcanons of how would Vox Machina react to their crush asking "Why me?" after they confess to them? Not because they don't like them back but they feel like they deserve someone better than them!

Oh 🥲 my heart 🥺

Vex’ahlia

One of the most vocal of the group, she’ll sing your praises to the heavens and exclaim why you’re so perfect and how she wants you and no one else.

Scanlan

He’ll make an attempt to be funny, like “who else will put up with me?”, but when he sees you’re being serious, the bard gets deep into his feelings. This is one of the few times you’ve seen him vulnerable.

Pike

So overly enthusiastic and just babbling away about how much she cares about you, all the while you’re just holding her hand in admiration because she’s got that love in her eyes

Vax’ildan

Up close and personal with you! He’s cupping your face in his hands, maybe sneaking a kiss in between when he can because his lil rogue heart is just overflowing with joy

Keyleth

She thinks you’re doubting her feelings, or maybe that she overestimated her own, but she can’t stop blurting out how cute, strong, pretty, etc you are and she only wanted you

Percy

Does not hold back! Constantly lists how much he adores and loves you, you far exceed anyone he’s ever known and don’t doubt for a second he would ever falter in caring for you.

Grog

He’s so blunt in the sweetest way! He just thinks you’re amazing at whatever and you’re be if his best friends so of course to him, he

[annemarieyeretzian]

keyleth.......... is already awake.......... watching the sunrise.......... sitting next to.......... the empty raven's perch.......... and in related news I am FLINGING MYSELF OFF A FUCKING CLIFF!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

[pocketgalaxies]

Orym was one of many people that Keyleth had to care for. She gave him some solid advice, and he took her up on it. A mentor. (requested by anonymous)

[panderp123]

Vax’ildan’s Promise

30 years later…

Not to mention seeing everyone’s reactions but Liam’s is the most precious 🥺. You never forget your first d&d character…they are very special in so many ways.

If it wasn’t for a simple suggestion from Sam, “let’s play D&D” we as a community wouldn’t have existed or have been a thought. All in the name of love ❤️. Friendship is what brought us these moments from these VAs.

Thank you Critcal Role for not only shaping our childhoods in cartoons or animes we grew up with but for also shaping our adulthoods with characters you made yourselves.

We cannot thank you enough 💜✨

[a-heart-of-kyber]

Hot take; the dislike of Gale of Waterdeep is very very similar to the dislike of Keyleth of the Air Ashari (at the table):

Not to armchair diagnose, but I have seen enough to know that, to many, they both read as autistic.

They are both 'villainized' based on gender, albeit in different ways. Keyleth, more or less, was treated as the 'wrong' type of woman who ruins everything by having opinions and doing things because she wasn’t acting on sex appeal. With Gale, people flat out deny, disregard or make him the villain when it comes to his trauma because...well, he's a man.

The number of times I've seen, "He's the kind of guy who would- (insert bs thing here)" indicating people view him as a sexist chad. And no, he very clearly isn't. This 'interpretation' if you could even call it that is entirely a bad faith one, and these people are projecting. Argue with a wall.

You can even match up Gale's glitches to Marisha making errors because she was keeping track of a lot more information than everyone else was and hell, she wasn't actually the one making the most errors when you actually know how the game works. Looking and you Liam and Laura.

Even look at their continued sanitization via patches and tlovm. Kinda weird how much they took away from Keyleth to make her more 'likable' and how Gale may now let people yank his chain when it comes to the 3 bs magic items he needs to help his chronic illness/pain that could literally kill thousands if left untreated.

Anyway, was just an interesting thought I had and people suck 😅.

[taste-of-the-divine]

ꕤ | Love Languages | TLOVM Headcannon

— VOX MACHINA : TLOVM x gn!reader

✩ 𝙋𝙊𝙎𝙏 𝙄𝙉𝙁𝙊: headcannon, 623 words little wholesome headcannon about each character’s receiving love language!

vex’halia — you would have never guessed at first, but she’s enjoys physical touch quite a lot. elbow grazes, playing with each others hair, fixing clothing— vex’halia uses whatever excuse she can to put her fingers on you. she needs that reassurance, sometimes, that you’re there. soft kisses from her usually find their way from your lips to your neck, and she loves it when you return the favor with some teeth.

keyleth — you realize quickly that she seems particularly responsive to compliments, praise, and verbal affirmations. the response is usually a deep blush over her freckled face that you love so much. she looks adorable like that, so once in a while you pull her by the shoulders into your heat and whisper “atta girl, that’s right. you make me proud,” just to see her absolutely melt into you bubbling with incoherent sounds of flustered embarrassment.

vax’ildan — like his sister, he appreciates physical touch quite a bit. he’s enjoys brief touches though, as he’s not one for long periods of hugging or hand holding. but he enjoys the little kisses you give him as you walk by, and the way your hands squeeze his shoulders when he’s anxious. he particularly loves the feeling of your nails on any part of his body, though— you’ve learned that slow scratches in the right places are enough to keep him seated or laying around you for an extended while. you like to keep him in bed with you on lazy mornings with this technique.

scanlan — scanlan really enjoys quality time, actually. he likes to take you places, on dates and things, to show you new sights or to sing a song for you. he likes hanging out with you alone as much as he likes hanging out with you with everyone else, but he thrives off your attention. his heart swells when you sing along to his songs, almost as if you know them by heart, and he’s also written you countless ballads that he sings or hums to you every time he gets.

grog — grog is also pretty big on physical touch, but he’s huge on gifts. he keeps any little trinket or gift you give him in a little pouch that hangs by his waist, hoarding them until it gets too heavy sometimes and he has to leave a few home for safekeeping. then, he spends a whole day deciding which to leave home because they’re all so precious to him because they’re from you, and he wants to keep them with him all the time. it takes a few bear hugs and reminders that you’ll always be right next to him to give him more gifts before he can relax.

pike — pike is an acts of service kind of gal— she notices and is subtly appreciative of your love. you fold her clothes and leave it at the edge of the bed once, and after saying a thank you, she walked into the kitchen to make you a cup of your favorite tea or coffee. another time you cleaned her everlight shrine, and she was beaming for days after, boasting happily about the comfortable space and claiming that her connection with the everlight was stronger than ever.

percy — percy enjoys quality time a lot, particularly so he could still do work in his workshop. often times, you’d be in the room sitting somewhere with him in his peripheral as you read a book. besides the sounds of clinking metal as he tools with his pepper box, it’s quiet— quiet and peaceful. but he likes to be able to look up and see you there, oftentimes. your presence calms him whenever he felt the pull of orthrax.

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[sir-phillip-crane]

Your ex is trying to embarrass you in public, but your lover steps in as a shield, eyes ablaze in a fury. - with Keyleth, Grog, and Vax'ildan?

thanks dear!!! requests are open!!

REBLOGS > LIKES

Keyleth • Keyleth got momentarily distracted by a vendor with! Little wooden carvings!! Of animals!! • “Oh! Buttercup, come look at these! Oh, they’ve got a little sabertooth!” • Yes, she absolutely calls you buttercup, or lilac, or sunshine, or rosebud, etc. They’re all based on nature things! Of course they are, it’s Kiki! • Pretty quickly, she realizes that you aren’t there with her. Well… That’s weird. Where’d you go?? • She starts to try and find you, and it’s not too tough to find you interacting with a stranger. • What they’re doing doesn’t matter, but it’s brought the attention of a ton of strangers, and you look uncomfortable. • She immediately shoves her way through the crowd and will absolutely summon something to try and freak them out. • You know in the first fight against the Briarwoods when Keyleth summons a ton of bees and yeets them at Delilah? • She absolutely does that. • There’s more of a lead up to it. She summons them and, since they are her bees, lets them climb on her arms. • “Do you know the interesting thing about bees? When they sting, it’s a death sentence. But here’s a funny thing; these are wasps. Wasps don’t die after they sting… But you’re gonna die after, uh, after… Oh, I’m not good at quippy remarks.” • She just yeets the wasps at them, absolutely grinning ear to ear. • Then she’ll wrap an arm around you and say “they deserve that.”

Grog • “Fuck yeah, they got ale!!! Babe, babe do you want some ale!?” • He turns around and just… where? Are you? • “Babe? Hey, babe, where you at?” • He wanders around the festival for a little while, trying to find you. After asking a few vendors, he’s got an idea where you are. • And there is some bitch ass piece of shit talking to you. • Grog doesn’t know much, but he knows he fucking hates whoever that is. You look upset and are trying to get away – that’s not good. Not good at all. • He takes out VM’s bag of holding, the one with his ax and other various random shit. • Including the severed hand of that guy that he and Vax cut off. • He walks up behind you and puts his hand on your shoulder. • “’Ey babe. This guy botherin’ you?” • He pulls out the severed, partially rotted hand, and throws it at your ex. • “That’s what happened to the last guy who bothered one o’ my friends. I’d say you should get outta here-“ • He pulls out his axe • “-before somethin’ worse happens to you, yeah?” • They’re running scared before anything else is said or happens. • He grins, kisses your forehead, and asks “do you want some ale? I know I do.”

Vax’ildan • “You funny little raven, you! My finger’s not a worm! Oh, you are the cutest, aren’t you?” • He absolutely gets distracted by all of the animals he sees. Ravens are a favorite, and the aforementioned one, he absolutely will adopt. Usually he’d steal but, you know, they’re making a living from this, so… • “We’re gonna have to name you, yes we are. Oh, you are the sweetest! My little darling, my little knight-“ • His newly adopted raven croaks, flutters his wings and tries to get Vax to pay attention to the crowd gathering. • After a moment Vax does notice, and absolutely shoves his way through the crowd. • He finds Vex and “hey, hey, what’s going on?” • She explains that she should have brought her fucking bow because she wants to murder this jackass bothering you. • “You’ve your daggers, brother? If you slit their throat I’ll keep the guards from catching you. We’ve done it before.” • He sighs, “don’t bring that up. I… Let me deal with it.” • He gets a natural 20 on stealth and sneaks up behind this cunt, one of the daggers to their throat, and greets you with “hey peach, did you miss me?” • He won’t say much else, but come around to give you a peck on the lips and “meet my raven, too. I’ve yet to name him but, ah, you know. Bigger fish to fry.” • He lights up his dagger and turns around, “such as you. You know, I’ve never filleted a human. Fish, squirrels, really any animal. But not a human. That would be so fun, wouldn’t it?” • Your ex is running for the hills. • “There we go! Don’t let the door hit you on the way out! Or, or… something… Darling, are you alright?” • He’ll check on you and make sure you’re alright before- “and we need a name for my little friend here! Yes, yes we do!”

[clouduru-chan]

Well, I've wanted to do this for a long time, and I hope it goes well, as well as the second season of The Legend of Vox machine, I decided to write something, like a modern reader going to the magical world. As an Isekai, and I decided to make a Brazilian reader, in addition to wanting to show a little bit of Brazilian culture, I want to please the Brazilian people who read what I post. And the first thing I'm going to write will be about Percy, because I'm a little bitch of that man.

Percy with a modern Brazilian reader

- First of all, let's say what you were doing before you stopped at an unknown and "magical" place;

- You were at the ice cream parlor with your friends celebrating the Brazil-Serbia game, it was the beginning of the World Cup, and everyone was excited, especially with the show that Richarlisson did in the second half of the game;

- Well, you don't like soccer very much, but when it's a World Cup year you ignore that and become extremely patriotic;

- The clothes you wore were the shirt of the Brazilian national team, the famous green and yellow, short shorts with sequins on the back pocket, and a fanny pack around your torso, and a pair of flip-flops;

- After having your ice cream with your friends, you decided to go home, but something strange happened, as you turned the corner of the street, your vision became blurred, as you closed your eyes and tried to understand what was happening to you, you realized that you were in an extremely different place;

- very different indeed, you would hit your face with the palm of your hand to see if you would wake up from it, well unfortunately it didn't work;

- And you couldn't stand still, because people were looking at you strangely, so you held tightly to the strap of your fanny pack and decided to walk around to get some answers, to try to understand where you were;

- Well, you can't have realized, Percival was looking at you, he noticed how out of place you were. Well maybe it was a feeling of sympathy, he came to you;

- He was not liking how other people were looking at you maliciously, especially because of the clothes you were wearing;

- Soon he came to you, looking at you it seemed to be some foreigner or traveler, he analyzed your clothes, they were a different fabric from what he had ever seen, besides that on your thigh had a tattoo of mountains and a being doing T-pose (being that it was the sugar loaf mountain and the statue of Christ the Redeemer), and on your shin was a tattoo of birds flying through the landscape, besides that your hair braided by each lock was very flashy too;

- When he asked you if you were lost, you grimaced slightly, as you were trying to carefully translate what he had said and try to talk to him;

- You had a little trouble telling him, you were dying of embarrassment because your English was horrible, Percy looked at you a little curious, you thought you had said something wrong, you started cursing in your original language;

"Puta que me pariu! Eu não mal sei falar português imagina inglês, mas que desgraça, pareço uma debilóide falando!"

- He became even more curious, because he had never heard an idiom like that before;

- And you were wondering why the fuck English was used in a world like that! Well, you were kind of happy about it, because you could communicate, but with your fucked up English it was going to be a little difficult;

- You are quickly put under protection by him and the rest of the group, and since Percival was a curious man, he filled you with questions;

- Well, obviously he realized that you were not from here, but when he finds out that you are not from the world of Exandria, with that he and Vox machine will help you get back;

- When you talk about the technology in your world, this man's eyes shine, when you showed him your phone that was inside your fanny pack he was amazed, he had never seen something so advanced;

- Well you quickly got along with every member of the team, they liked your playful and somewhat chaotic energy;

- When you take some random mission for money, you always stay close to Percy, because he wants you to stay close to him;

- When you go to the tavern, you are always cheerful, but when it's time to drink, you drink modernly since you are always the friend on the tour who tries to stay sober;

- And when fights break out in these places Percy pulls you to stand next to him, but he is a little surprised when you know how to turn around when you use some body-fighting techniques like Brazilian tai-jutsu or capoeira, considering that this type of fight you wanted to learn to defend yourself against an assailant or some potential pervert ;

- Well, he is impressed with your self-defense, but worried, since you were a human against magical beings, and you have no accessories or magic of any kind;

- He starts to have feelings for you, and little by little he decides to open up more to you, since you talk so much about the things in your world and about yourself, it would be kind of fair for him to talk a little about himself;

- When he tells you a little about his past, you look at him with empathy, you could see the pain in Percival's greenish blue eyes, with that you gave him the famous Brazilian hug, he felt how warm your hug was, it was very warm, he returned the hug with the same intensity;

- I think that in those moments you fill him with affection, make him feel happy, pure, make him for a brief moment forget all the horrible things he has been through;

- They are all doing their best to look for a way to get you back home;

- When the dragon was devastating the villages near the Tal'Dorei kingdom, Percy forced you not to go along with them, since he didn't want you to die;

- After defeating what was devastating the kingdom, King Uriel threw a party to celebrate the feat of Vox máquina, inviting the elite of some kingdoms or provinces, then Percy as was a Noble he had to teach good manners to the group, in your case you filled him with questions, what clothes to use, the cutlery and among other things;

- Well you did most of the hairstyles, since you were a hairdresser's helper, so you had a sense of what you were doing;

- You had to go in a long dress without any cleavage, because it wasn't supposed to be vulgar and you couldn't show your tattoos, but unfortunately it didn't cover the tattoo you had on your arm;

- In the castle everything was amazing, for a certain moment, you were close to Vex'Ildan and Percy, he will introduce you to all the nobles that were invited, and you are extremely polite and know very well how to make a friendly conversation, well some (most) Brazilians are quite fun to make a great conversation (but be careful not to fall into the trap, since you can take advantage of this situation and to deceive sometimes the unaware of the Brazilian culture);

- But when the Briarwoods arrived, Percival's expression completely closed, he stared angrily at the couple who fucked up his and Rolo's family's lives;

- When you realize that he has gone stiff because of the gothic couple, you hold his hand firmly;

- At dinner you could see Percy's anger about the Briarwoods, you had sat next to him, trying to calm him down, but when Delilah started talking about Rolo's family, Percy became enraged, and decided to deny that woman, so he left the table, and you quickly went to him, you had never seen him like that, you tried to comfort him with a tender gesture and asked the gray-haired man to vent what he was feeling;

- Well, after a disastrous night and a near death, and being a little frightened by the attitude of the gray-haired man who nearly killed an innocent man working for Briarwoods, Percival realized that it was too dangerous for you. Percival who realized that it was too dangerous for you, he did not want you to go with him to Whitestone, but with your stubbornness you went, because you knew that your friend needed something to comfort him in this very difficult moment;

- Well, on the trip you had changed your appearance, you were wearing pants of a thick fabric, a white T-shirt with sleeves that went all the way to your wrist, a pair of boots, and a belt, and on the right side of your waist you had a short sword;

- With your attitude, you have made Rolo's heart squeeze, do you think of him differently? Do you care about him? Well, he knows that you care about others and make your jokes, but with him it was a little different, he realized that he was in love with you, but then the question remains, what if you don't like the way he likes it? What if you go back to your own world?

- Well, when you were camping near a forest near your destination, Percival was leaning his head against a rock while he was fiddling with his gun, but when you approached him and argued with him for lying down like that and that it was harmful to his spine, he sat up, but soon you sat down on the ground and slapped his thighs, giving him a hint of where he should lay his head to rest, well, this man's face turns red at this, but he did what you wanted. He got a little calmer when you started running your hand over his hair and singing some music from your world, mostly Brazilian;

"Chove chuva! Chove sem parar.... Eu vou fazer uma prece. Pra Deus, Vosso senhor. Pra chuva parar... De molhar o meu divino amor. Que é muito lindo, é mais que o infinito, é puro e belo inocente como a flor...."

- Ok, he just loves to hear your voice singing, especially in his language, this song is so calm and serene, maybe he asks you the translation;

- Feelings are conflicting inside Percy, when he looks at her face his heart hammers, so he will draw courage from the depths of his being, and make a declaration of love;

- When dawn breaks and you have to return to your trip, Percy will bring you to a secluded corner;

- He was very nervous, let's face it, he's very anxious, and also he thinks it's a bad time to propose, but he wants to get this feeling off his chest;

- But before he said anything, you started talking, well, you were declaring to him the feelings you felt, he wasn't expecting it, he was the one who wanted to declare himself, but your heart was warmed by every word you said to him;

"You know Percy, I thank the universe every day that it brought us together. Eventually, you became the most important person in my life. I want to be able to share every moment of joy with you. In the moments of sadness, to be by your side, to be your greatest support. My love, my life is more beautiful because I have you by my side. You can even try to find a thousand definitions for love in the dictionary. But nothing will come close to what I feel for you, because this feeling is pure and indescribable. You know, if you were a movie, you would be my favorite, the one I watch over and over again and never get tired of. I know this statement may be a little long, but I want you to know that I love you! If it weren't for you I wouldn't even know where I was when I came into this world...".

- Okay, you broke it;

- He didn't expect such a profound statement, his eyes were full of water, he was holding himself back from crying, so he hugged you tightly;

- When you returned to the group Scalan was giving a bag of money to Vax, since the half elf had bet the gnome that you would declare yourself first;

- When you arrived in Whitestone it was nothing but chaos, the living dead all over town, people lost hope, you were getting even angrier with the Briarwoods, you wanted to get into a fight with Delilah, but that's going to be just intent;

- Well, you met Percy's sister, it wasn't the most appropriate moment, but you made a little joke about whether you were allowed to date your brother, Percival argued with you that it wasn't the time for you to do that, but he thought it was funny;

- When Percy was under Orthax's control, you calmly approached close to that man, trying to bring back the humanity of that man, Vex went by your side to control the man who was being controlled by a vengeful demon, you softly touched the gray-haired man's cheek, he was recovering some of his mentality, he had been caught by several illusions that Orthax made, the main ones were the death of his family, his sister Cassandra and mainly you;

- He in that state hurt your heart, and any suspicious attitude from him you were put behind Vex, and when Percy shot his own hand to get rid of the demon it was the most horrible thing you ever saw, in person, since you were used to watch some violent things on TV, but in person it was horrible, you ran to help Percy;

- After that moment of madness and You chiding Delilah in her native language was sensational;

" VAI SE FUDE SUA VAGABUNDA! ELE NÃO PODE TE MATAR! MAS EU TERMINAREI O SERVIÇO SUA PUTA!"

- He didn't expect you and Cassandra to finish the job and kill Delilah, You had fury in your eyes, even though the necromancer did nothing to you, you felt empathy for everyone who suffered at her hand, you carried the anger of the people and the family of Rolo and ended Briarwood, but with that attitude of yours made Cassandra like you, she approved you as Percival's girlfriend;

- But you had to end that moment with a beautiful sentence, right? You decided to translate the sentence before you spoke;

" Crying bitch God doesn't listen!"

- You said that when you were pointing to Briarwood's body;

- Congratulations, you have Cassandra's full approval now;

- When you came back to Tal'Dorei, you and Percy started dating, and he kept asking you about your world, such as technological advances, holidays, languages, politics, economics, and possibly whether there was ever any conflict, and you answer all the questions, at least you try to, but the questions that get you is about your family or foods you like to eat;

- Well, the group will try to recreate some recipes but in the Exandrian style, well some of them were easy, like the pamonha that was made from corn or dulce de leche;

- He loves your displays of affection, you like physical displays of affection a lot, Percy took a while to get used to it, but he feels very loved;

- The stolen kisses, the affectionate kisses you give Percy on the cheeks and neck make him excited, you are so affectionate with him, he wonders if where you come from people are like that when it comes to showing affection;

- He gets all flustered when you give him some affectionate nicknames in his native language;

- Examples of affectionate nicknames are: Amor/mor/ Morzão ( practically You are called love, you use this nickname to get his attention), Muso (You use that nickname to emphasize the beauty of this man), Meu Tudo (When you point out that he's everything to you), Bombom ( it's practically one of the sweets you ate the most in Brazil, the bonbon, you use this nickname to call Percy sweet), Meu Batom garoto ( This expression is funny, it can refer to the fact that your boyfriend is small and delicious like chocolate);

- And when you try to translate or explain the nicknames to him, he gets all embarrassed, and will try to call you by the same affectionate nicknames too, he will try, maybe you give him Brazilian Portuguese lessons;

Hope you like it!

[worshippin]

It’s not unusual for her to watch him as he flies away– always away–, into the dark storm and dodging lightning. A bright purple strike of a lightning bolt cuts the sky, then the air and land beneath.

She feels it all, the static, the buzzing of electricity. But he’s too far away to touch. He’s too far away to hear her prayers; and far too focused on his task to realize she can feel him flying, through every raindrop, every breeze.

Keyleth usually wakes up abruptly, with black feathers under her pillows and sharp thuds on the window. This time, however, he flies around and then floats closer as he suddenly turns from a murder of ravens into a pale-skinned half-elf, a curious look of recognition on his face.

Her chest aches and she gasps as she’s caught there, reaching for him with her whole soul just as he reached for her through the decades, sending her flocks of black birds (well, mostly ravens) to simultaneously haunt and brighten her every waking moment.

“Vax?” She calls out, her voice hoarse like the echoes she hears are different versions of herself screaming and singing  his name.

He doesn’t answer, though he stays there, unmoving, the puzzled expression never leaving his face.

“Vax, can you hear me?”

She holds a hand against her chest, realizing her own heavy breathing. The storm gets heavier. 

“I hope you can hear me,” she adds in a hushed tone. Her face is wet, but she holds onto the fire she carries inside to keep talking, keep seeing him. “I hope you remember… I still haven’t forgotten. You promised me Zephrah. ”

There’s a spark of something for a brief moment, a glint in his eye for a fraction of a second and Keyleth’s entire body fills with hope. But then it flickers, and a mask covers Vax’ildan’s beautiful face, inky dark mist spilling from the slits where the eyes sit as it turns white.

It’s not his voice she hears when the figure speaks. [[MORE]]

“It is not yet your time, child.” 

Pure fury rises inside her as she answers without thinking, “I made the last being who called me that regret it. Were you not there to catch her soul?”

Suddenly, the mask rushes in her direction and stops inches from her face, triplicating in size, imposing with the rest of its form revealing: the long dark veils, pointy hands, swirls of magical threads.

Vax remains at a distance; untouchable.

“You are trespassing, Tempest,” the Matron says, her voice somehow gentle and echoing. “It is not yet your time.”

Keyleth tries to take a deep breath. The raindrops are now suspended in the air, halfway through falling, and she can no longer smell petrichor. Maybe it’s why she feels repulsion and not hatred: she is a druid, after all, one who not only worships but is the elements and life itself and here is the presence of her antithesis, plain death and no rebirth.

“No, it’s not,” she says, voice cracking. “I know that.”

The masked figure leans down, its massive form still towering over her and still growing, trying to encompass the horizon.

“But here you are nonetheless.”

“I can’t help it. I won’t ever stop dreaming of him.”

There’s a pause.

“Careful, Archdruid. You may yet live for a very long time, but you are not actually immortal. Do not disrespect me.”

Keyleth frowns in confusion.

Vax, still out of reach, takes a step closer. And immediately gets pulled back by an invisible force. He shifts, from raven feathers to floating pools of blood to the sharp sound of knives clashing to cloaked humanoid to naked angelic omen and over and over and over again. 

Keyleth forces herself to see and in her mind’s eye it shows itself: a singular thread of pulsating light pulled taught, more evident than the sea of threads all around him, connecting Vax’ildan to something far beyond. Like a ley line or a bridge rope or a leash .

She breathes in and out. 

So it is not just a dream.

“I respect you, Matron,” she affirms, doing her best to ignore the massive masked head nearly blocking her vision now. She keeps her gaze on Vax in the distance, back to shifting from mist to feathers to person-shaped, moving through time and space, occasionally searching her eyes and faintly grinning. “But I can’t pretend to believe to be beneath you. You were once a mortal too so maybe I understand your loneliness, since the other gods probably have their qualms with you.”

"If you wish to honor me… and him," the Matron interrupts, roiling smoke and loose bright strings more clearly pulsating around her now. "You shall leave this place, Tempest, and seek to never return until fate makes it so."

Keyleth clenches her jaw, her heart beating loud in her chest and something boiling around it, spreading through her body like rage. Her fury has no place in Exandria and all the planes together wouldn't be able to contain it. It's been so long and she's still so goddamn angry , so deeply wounded. How dare– ? How cruel .

She holds her hand to her chest in a fist.

Fate.

The word reverberates inside her heart as she doesn't look away from Vax. Her hand opens like a flower blossoming, reaching for the sun.

Fate…

“No," she says, voice stern and composed, as she feels herself tremble not out of fear but as a testament to her control, to her power and her prowess. "I can't do that. It’s been many long years. He won't stop visiting me. So I won't stop reaching back."

The storm starts over, big raindrops falling and twirling in the harsh wind. It nourishes the soil, sprouts roots and vines and trees, tall as mountains, flowers and fruit luscious and ripe. This is not a dream, yet it flows through Keyleth like anything in nature does.

Vax tries to take a step forward once more, but he’s still so, so far away. Still so beautiful, and frozen in time like her. 

Keyleth feels flames licking up her shoulders, her head, the side of her face, her eyes. At her feet the rich wet earth dries and cracks and a pillar grows to propel her upwards, closer to the deity. She hovers in dissipating fog, under the brightest moonlight of Catha with the red hue of Ruidus on her back. 

"I hope you understand that I really do respect you, goddess," she continues. "But I can only treat you as an equal, because…”

Facing the Matron of Death but watching the lost love of her life, feeling in her element perhaps more than she's ever felt, Keyleth promises:

“Because it’s as an equal that I will take back what you stole.”

[joyfulsongbird]

“The holiday of Highsummer has arrived but neither Cassandra nor Kynan can feel the joy of the day. That is, until Cassandra decides to take the evening off for festivities, the events of which send them both into a flurry of confusing feelings.”

*

chapter three!!! this is truly my favorite chapter in the entire fic :)

[gay-dorito-dust]

Can you do head canons for vox machina after you have to get revived

Depending on how you died, it would’ve hurt the group all the same. Having someone out of their rag tag group meeting an unfortunate end and they’re unable to prevent it from occurring? It’s not a nice a feeling in the slightest.

So it was only natural for Vax, Vex, Percy, Keyleth, Scanlan, Pike and Grog to feel as though they were all partially to blame for your death. It’s a feeling that they would carry with them even after you’ve been revived.

Death wasn’t something one can easily walk away from after being revived and you weren’t any different. If anything the experience of dying then being brought back changed you in ways unknown to yourself until someone were to be upfront about it to you.

Keyleth and Pike would constantly be checking on you after even something as small as a minor inconvenience. Healing you almost straight away even if it was something as small as a paper cut. One of them would always be seen by your side during battles with the additions of Percy and vex acting as long range shooters for opponents Pike and Keyleth couldn’t quite reach with their depleting energy.

Vax would be watching over you like a goddamn hawk, making sure no one tried to pull a fast one over you, always having your back during fights. Vex would also go out of her way to have your back during a fight but in a more discreet manor then the reckless manor her twin would take. Going so far as to scold you whenever you did something reckless in battle or went a little too far out for her liking; But her tone of words and the look in her eyes didn’t match up.

Percy would make upgrades to your weapons or completely make you a new one from scratch when he wasn’t satisfied with the lack of efficiency from your weapon. He’d go through all the processes with you on what does what but it doesn’t really matter as much like Vax he would look out for you in battle, gunning down assailants from a distance and then deny it when confronted about it like…your the only one in the group with a fucking gun dude, I heard gunshots. So naturally I’m going to assume.

Scanlan would take a more light hearted approach in comparison to his friends. Whilst they’re all trying to provide you with protection from any and all harm, the bard would go instead provide you with some company. He’d joke and jest but you noted how his smile reached his eyes nor did his laughter sound completely genuine, Alamo as though he were distracted.

He also makes a mean sandwich so I wouldn’t be surprised if he made an extra special one for you and when you’d ask for the occasion for this random act of service, he’d merely shrug it off as him doing something for a friend.

Grog would probably be protective over you in battle, always picking off the hardest ones so that you would’ve ever have to deal with it yourself. He’s your wall of protection and is more then willing to take all the physical punishment then allow you to even pertain a harmless bruise.

Over all, they would be protective over you in their own way and would gladly form a protective shield out of their own bodies strewn out in front of you if needs be. A good majority of them (Percy, Vax, Vex, etc) have lost good people that were once close to them. They’ve lost you once and there’s no way in hell would they allow that to ever happen again. Get mad at them all you like, try to push them away but they don’t care, their hearts can only take so much breakage despite what their hardened visages would like to say.

[demigoddessqueens]

S/o having to take care of their VM romantic partner after they overdo it?

VM Partner: “I’m fine, Im fine, Im fine *collapses* Im not fine…”

S/o: *Kisses forehead* “Told ya” proceeds to princess carry them to bed to get rest.

AHahahaha 🤣

Keyleth

Tries to stand up with her staff, but still you catch her as she collapses into your arms. Actually tries to apologize for being tired, but you gently shush and reassure her she needs all her rest.

Vex’ahlia

Doesn’t even try to fight it anymore, and takes your arms for support as you carry her back. Nuzzles between your shoulder and neck with a small “thank you, darling”.

Scanlan

Gives a bit of a dramatic faint as he falls into your arms, a bit sprawled out as he sighs wistfully “promise you’ll take care of me?”

Pike

Collapsing into your arms as her armor clinks together, but she’s got a lingered tired smile on her face as you carry her. A trailing off “thank you”, before sleep claims her

Grog

Proudly declares he’s just great before collapsing from exhaustion (“oh…down we go”), right on top you. Pike and Scanlan got his legs, and you’ve got the rest of him carried to a soft bed

Percy

I feel like he would be the most stubborn one out of them all (canon or not 😆), and he weakly fights you all the way. “It’s so undignified”, “I shouldn’t be a burden to you”, until he’s silent as you gently drop him onto a plush bed.

Vax’ildan

Just a tired String Bean but is still a bit mischievous as you carry him off, leaving some kisses along your cheek and neck. Even as you place him down, he pulls you back in, like a whole “no, you’re staying here”

[annemarieyeretzian]

vax crouching protectively over keyleth’s body, daggers out, snarling “don’t you even dare.  (bonus: marisha shouting “champion, my champion!”)

[pocketgalaxies]

remember when keyleth said "you unleashed the mad dog you bitch." because that was a lot for my little gay ass to handle

[somethingwritey]

thanks for y'all's patience! pretty little things will be updated so soon, i promise!!!

every time they hint that keyleth is possibly dead in canon i freak out send help