#percy and vax

[merindab]

Percy supporting and protecting Vax is something I’m always here for.

[bardsexlovers]

Percy: “Fun fact”

Vax: “But is it really fun?”

[ogdoadfates]

It was only a cough: #6 Rage

Here we go! Next chapter is out! Start with Kiki, end with Grog! Hope y’all like it! We gettin closer to that Hospital scene! Like always here’s a link to the story on AO3! Also wow we don’t have a lot of fics that have Grog and Vex chattin together.

Keyleth was restless. A tiger held in a cage far too small for its enraged size, pacing along the gate waiting for its sanity to snap and claw its way out of this infernal entrapment it found itself in. She knows her restlessness is both a blessing and a curse for the others, on one hand she able to walk, her muscles aren’t in as much agony anymore, she’s coughing less, she’s getting better but at the same time it means she’s refusing to stay in one place, refusing to rest, she’s a bit snippy, quicker to fall prey to anger, not letting herself get better quicker.

It’s a double edge sword, keep still while her skin buzzes begging to move, to do SOMETHING, staying in bed and recovering or move and relieve the burning desire to move but at the sacrifice of potentially halting her recovery or even worsening her state.

She’s been watching the majority of the group rearranging stuff in the van for the past few hours from the window in the room she’s been stuck in for the past few days. Vax has refused to leave her side, even when Vex tried to convince him to at least go outside for a few minutes he wouldn’t budge. Keyleth doesn’t know how to feel about that, on one foot she wants him to go get some fresh air, stretch, something to let him be free for just a little while but at the same time she doesn’t want to be away from him, she knows he’d never willingly leave her but if her past has taught her anything, it’s that people leave.

She can see him just out of the corner of her eye, looking over her shoulder to also observe their friends. He must have noticed her looking because his face turns from neutral to a warm soft smile, Keyleth returns his smile for a moment before letting it gradually fall with a sigh.  Oh, what a pair they make. A tiger and a bird in a cage, the bird refusing to go through the wide gaps between the bars to freedom.

Vax frowns looking to the ground in thought before he perks up, walking more behind her before wrapping her in his arms, pulling her into him. She lets him, soaking up the comfort he tries to give her. They’re leaving the day after tomorrow and once on the road it’ll only be a few hours before the majority of them will be walking into the lion's den known as a hospital.

Percy and Scanlan will be staying with her in the van while Grog, Pike, and the twins will head in. It was a tough call on who’d get left behind in the van with her, Vax wanting someone with medical training to stay with her, most likely thinking his sister to keep her safer as well, but ultimately they went with Percy staying behind with her and Scanlan, who chose to stay in the van, so that way he can snipe anything chasing after the scouting team if they have a rough exit from the hospital. 

The two of them jolt a little when they hear the door to their room open, both of them calming down when they turn slightly to see it’s only Percy. He gives them a small smile before closing the door behind him, walking towards them. He leans against the windows edge looking out briefly to their friends before returning his gaze to the couple.

“How are you two holding up?”  Percy asks them. Keyleth sighs and Vax tucks his head a little into her neck.

“I’m feeling better, fits are now basically hours apart and my muscles aren’t trying to kill me but I guess that part is kind of obvious.” She says and she relishes in the slight chuckles she gets from the two men at her last few words. She’s been driving everyone up the walls since her muscles have let her walk mostly unhindered.

“Vax?” Percy says when the other man doesn’t make a move to answer his question as well. Vax sighs and burrows his face further into Keyleth’s neck, before mumbling into her skin, yet still audible.

“I don’t like this Freddie, you know I don’t.” Percy gives a nod, folding his arms and returning his gaze to the window.

“Believe me none of us do but it’s not like we have much of a choice.” His brow furrows in thought for a second before looking back at Keyleth. “How many days of travel do you think before we reach ice or snow?” Kayleth’s own brows furrow at his question, it’s been getting colder just like she predicted and her father was able to tell her in their last emails, which now, that she’s thinking on all of this, was probably the last email any of them could send and receive.

 It’s been long enough that powerplants left on and alone have run out, run down, or been scavenged to pieces, the same can be said for the internet and other such things. It was already getting very spotted but they haven’t been able to do anything for a while now. Plus with the cold some might have just froze. They’ve only seen specs of snowfall so far but what that means is they're getting closer.

“A month or two’s worth of travel, I’d say before we reach snow. Maybe three or four before we start having negative temps during the day as well as night. But that’s only a guess.” She says, taking one of her hands and gently resting it on one of the arms Vax has wrapped around her.

Grog wasn’t that happy, not because he’s one of the ones going into the hospital when they reach it, hell no! He wants to fight something he’s been cooped up for too long but he also doesn’t want them to do what they did last time.

He hates it when everyone suggests they split up to cover more ground, all it does is make them get separated and hurt. He can’t protect them if they aren’t near him and it angers him but not in the fun angry way no it’s the fear anger way. Grog doesn’t like fear anger, he doesn’t like being useless and he doesn’t like his family getting hurt.

For now he focuses on putting things back into the van and rearranging them with the help of Pike and Vex, Scanlan perched on top of the van keeping a lookout. It feels like it should take long to bring all their supplies into the van, even more so with the fact they took a few things from the motel, but it only takes a two to three hours and then they head back inside, well all except him. 

Grog stays outside leaning against the van messing with the fidget spinner Vax gave him a while ago. This entire situation frustrates him, he likes fighting but doesn’t like killing. He wishes everything could be normal again, getting into bar fights, Pike patching him up, Vex rolling her eyes at him, Vax and Keyleth’s relentless awkward pining, Scanlan and him getting shitface drunk, and Percy making him and Keyleth little fidget toys. Most of that's gone now. Or at least the meaning behind them has, now Pike patches him up fast and worried instead of with a chuckling smile, Vex relies on him to do what's right and not goof off-no rolling eyes when you can die any minute, Vax instead of Percy giving him new toys because Percy’s too busy repairing everything, the only good change being that Keyleth and Vax finally got to together.

He gives the spinner a faster spin, staring at it as its colors blur together from the speed. Everyone’s so high strong and it’s starting to get to him, he can’t even go to Scanlan because he was one of the ones most high strung right now, Vax is worrying over Keyleth even though she’s getting better, Pike is already having to juggling just about everyone, Keyleth is frustrated for just about every reason, which only leaves Vex and Percy. Both are frustrated as well but better at managing it.

With a grunt he stands on his own and walks back into the motel, it takes him a while but he eventually finds Vax sitting down and staring down at their map, her head in her hands. She looks up to him when he takes a seat across from her at the small table.

The two just stare at each other for a few minutes. “No splitting up.” He says with no further explanation but he knows she knows what he’s meaning. She continues to stare at him for a moment before sighing, bringing her hands down over and off her face before leaning back in her chair, facing the ceiling.

“If we can we won’t but I can’t make any promises Grog. That depends on way too many things for me to give you a promise.” She says and all Grog can do is grunt in annoyance and frustration, his gaze turning to the map with a rage ever so slowly boiling underneath his skin. Not at Vex but at the damn world.

“I really am sorry I can’t promise you Grog, gods know I’d give anything to be able to give one of us some certainty.” Grog hasn’t heard her this exhausted since their first big scare and he can’t help but let some of the memories resurface. He’d never forget that day, he really thought he was going to lose Pike, his best buddy, covered in blood and wounds. In some ways they were lucky it was from other survivors and not zombies. Grog doesn’t like killing but that one had been one he didn’t regret. 

“Not your fault.” He tells the woman across from him, Vex attempts to give him a smile but in truth it was just a slightly upturned frown, not a smile but not a complete frown, a weird in between. “How big is it?”

“The hospital?” Vex asks, to which Grog nods. “Gods I wish we knew, I doubt any of us have been there. I mean there is a slight possibility Keyleth has? But I doubt she’d not tell us so if she has, only her father would know and we lost the ability to contact him and anyone else a while ago.”

Grogs groaned and dropped his head onto the table with a thud. “I’m tired of this shit.” He grumbles, Vex just gives him a tired smile, chuckling a little at his antics.

“You and me both Grog, you and me both.” She says just above a whisper.

The two of them stay there for the remainder of the day in silence, Vex getting up to leave once she notices the night taking over. 

The large man remains, his head still laying on the table with his eyes closed. He isn’t asleep just yet when he suddenly feels a soft blanket be draped over him, Grog waits a moment before barely opening an eye to see Vex leaving the room. “G’night.” He tiredly grumbles out, stopping her in the doorway.

She turns a bit around to face him “ Goodnight, Grog.” And then she leaves. Grog rearranges himself into a comfier position, taking one last glaring glance at the map before going to sleep.

[shorthaltsjester]

the reason critical role is so good is because every campaign features at least one cast member creating a character that they intend to be doomed by the narrative and matt and the rest of the cast going don’t be an idiot, Our Love Will Undoom Them. like in the explanation of percy’s final playlist, taliesin wrote, “Cheers to a happy ending for a character intended by his creator to be karmically irredeemable. May we all be so fortunate.” and just, Yeah.

[ghostpainters]

Vox Machina Plays Mario Kart 

Vex’ahlia is obviously winning. Keyleth is better at this game than she gives herself credit for and isn’t doing half bad. Grog is being a little too aggressive with the turns and keeps crashing into things; and yet somehow, he’s still a place ahead of Scanlan. The game is clearly rigged! 

Vox Machina House Rules: 1). No loud music before 9 AM 2). Butter knives are NOT weapons 3). PLEASE try the doorknob first 4). Whoever breaks the door down, pays for it.

[little-miss-ghostess]

Season 2 is over but that doesn't mean I'm gonna stop trying to recruit my friends to join in my brainrot.

[kyuupcumber]

Redraw of this frame again!!

w/O bg and the old drawing from Jul 2022 for comparison!!

and the og screenie!!

[twinklestarss]

“I wish that Vax'ildan can say a few words at his sister's wedding.”-Scanlan Shorthalt

Scanlan’s Last Wish Dalen's Closet

[guardianjameslight]

Tomorrow, the Legend continues.

[peantbutter-honeycombs]

[merindab]

I’m midway through campaign 1 e113 and thinking about the contrast of these two scenes:

E45

Vs

E113

Percy knows by now that what he did set Vax on his path with the Raven Queen. They both know that Vax is on borrowed time. Vax knows Percy secretly married his sister and he wasn’t even there for it. But he also knows its Percy that will look after Vex when he’s gone.

Vax only ever had Vex. Percy had a family once, then only Cassandra. But in these final dark moments they both know they’re kin, brothers born of struggle and blood and death. Even as they hurtle towards the end Vax is still going to pull pranks because that’s what he does with people he cares for. Percy is going to bluster and quip. They’re family, in all it’s messy glory.

Vax has a tendency to say “we could all be dead tomorrow” before they go into any major fight. But he knows for a fact as they go into this one that he’s already dead. No matter what happens, he’s not coming back. And this is how he tells Percy he loves him.

[bardsexlovers]

Percy: Tell me a way to be nice to others

Vax: Don’t kill them

Percy: Setting the bar a little low, but I’ll allow it

[ogdoadfates]

Familiar faces

This is a little drabble like thing taking place in my college au! Warning: mentions of dead bodies/cadavers!

Percy had been on his way to the kitchen to make Keyleth some soup, poor Keyleth has been sicker than a dog all day, when he heard a hurried knock at the door. Curious but cautious he goes to the door and peers through the eyehole to be greeted by the sight of a very disheveled and anxious Vax. Percy rolls his eyes with an annoyed sigh, opening the door. I told you she was sick, not dying. 

As soon as they made eye contact Percy was tackled into a fierce hug by the other man, catching Percy off guard and causing him to stumble back a few steps. Percy eyebrows furrowed in confusion and awkwardly, due to Vax refusing to let up, closed the door.

Percy cleared his throat and hesitantly patted Vax’s back, Vax didn’t let go or weaken his grip. Alright well, this is a predicament. 

Looking around Percy saw that his and Keyleth’s couch for once wasn’t littered with clutter, so awkwardly and slowly he and Vax shuffled their way to the couch and much like their walk over their maneuvering to sit on the couch was just as ungraceful.

Not truly knowing what to do, Percy just comfortingly rubbed Vax’s back and just waited for him to speak. It took a long while but eventually Vax lifted his head a bit but kept it resting against Percy’s chest.

“Sorry, I…One…One of the cadavers we had today..uh… he, he looked a bit like you.” Vax cringed slightly at the end of his sentence and started to extract himself from Percy. “Gods sorry, Freddie. Fuck I’m being stupid.”

Before Vax can fully detangle himself from him, Percy grabbed a hold of him and dragged him back into the hug he tried to flee from. Vax tensed up for a moment before relaxing again and hugging Percy back.

It takes a minute for Percy to gather his thoughts.

“It’s not stupid, if anything I’m flattered you care about me enough to where that freaks you out.” Percy tells him, causing Vax to lean back enough to stare him straight in the face. 

“Of course I fuckin care about you, I know we have the tendency not to see eye to eye but for fucks sakes Percival we are friends.” Vax says his face contorting into an anxious yet crestfallen expression. 

Percy’s eyes widen slightly and though it takes him a moment to recover when he does he just smiles at the man across from him before standing up and reaching a hand out to Vax.

“Mind helping me make Keyleth some dinner? Also do I need to text your sister to inform her you’ll be staying here for the night?” Vax just stares at him wide eyed before lowering his head and releasing a wet chuckle before taking the offered hand, hoisting him to his feet.

“Yeah, that..that sounds good.” Vax says. Percy just nods and drags Vax by the hand to the kitchen while texting Vex that her brother is going to stay the night at his and Keyleth’s apartment.

From there the two go about finally making Keyleth some food. Percy keeps an eye on Vax, purposely staying within arms reach of the other man. Gradually Vax relaxes, even cracking a few jokes here and there.

Once done Percy hands the filled bowl to a confused Vax.

“This is the one time I’m not going to tease the two of you, now go give the poor girl some food.” Percy says with a sigh. Vax face morphs from confusion to a soft smile, taking the bowl.

“Thanks, Freddie.” Percy watches as Vax goes down the hall to Keyleth’s room. Turning around, Percy gets started on cleaning the dishes, shaking his head with a fond smile.

[bloodraven55]

“who do you ship in vox machina?”

i’m so glad you asked now you see it’s really very simple here let me explain—

[cursed-blob]

“How do you want to do this?”

I’M SO IN LOVE WITH THIS SQUAD!! Y’all don’t understand, it been so long since I’ve had so much fun! 😭💖💖💖 I know I’m very late for the party, but recently I’ve caught up to The Legend of Vox Machina and it quickly became one of my favorite shows 🫣 I was so normal about it, that I went on a binge watch of the Critical Role podcast and now, I’ve been completely converted…ITS SO GOOD. Can’t wait to catch up to the more recent campaigns 😭🙏🏼 (Sorry for the rant 😅)

Characters belong to @criticalrole

[scythlyven-art]

He’s doing his best ok?