#✦ percival de rolo || answered ✦ your secret is safe with my indifference

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@yieldingdreams asked: ‘ did you think that i had left you for good? ’ for Percy from Puck

On the road as much as they were these days, it had been quite some time since Percival had seen Puck. And he found himself actually missing his presence. To be quite honest, he hadn't been sure what to think of him initially, but he'd been polite and had quickly discovered that Puck was an immensely interesting figure. He was quite powerful in his own right, and for some reason, he'd taken an interest in Percy, of all people.

While he still wasn't entirely sure he understood Puck's interest, Percy would be lying if he said he wasn't flattered. He'd always been fascinated by the Feywild, and Vox Machina's little trip there had been quite different from what he'd been imagining from his books. And the fac that Puck indulged at least some of his questions delighted the gunslinger.

Thanks to Scanlan's Magnificent Mansion, he even had a full workshop while they were traveling, though he had to bring along his own materials, if he wanted to take anything out of the mansion with him. He'd been tinkering with different materials when he could, trying to create a gun without any iron in it, since Puck had seemed interested in his inventions. It hadn't quite worked, which meant he needed to try a few other things before he could build any sort of prototype.

In the meantime, he'd been working on a puzzle box, just to make something that wasn't purely for destruction, even though that was what much of their free time was currently focused on.

He'd been working on the box when he heard a familiar voice, one he hadn't thought he'd hear again for quite some time, if ever. After all, Puck surely had more important things to do than to hang around him as much as he had been for a little while there.

Percy looked up, an easy grin on his face when he saw his visitor.

"I hadn't been certain," he admitted, sitting back in his chair. "I just assumed you'd come to your senses after all and found something better to do than hang around here." His tone was nonchalant, but he was quite delighted to see the fae again, if he was being honest with himself.

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@yieldingdreams asked: In the darkness of night, illuminated by the blue-white glow of moonlight, Puck approached where Percy slept. He moved like a soft wind, his movements near impossible to detect until he finally reached out to touch the other. Innocently, of course. Fingertips gingerly touching the man's arm to test if he would startle up before he got closer. His palms fell on the man's chest as he descended from where he'd been floating to lay his body comfortably atop the other man. Using him as a soft place to rest, with his head falling on the gunslinger's shoulder. He let out a quiet hum of contentment as his eyes fell shut, perfectly content with his newly chosen pillow. He didn't think Percy would mind. He hoped not anyway.

semi-unprompted // always accepting

Percy had been sleeping so much easier, now that Whitestone, now that his home was safe. There was a lot of work to do to rebuild, and he was under no illusions that it was going to be easy or simple, but the fact that it was a possibility was…..everything. So many lives had been lost…., but so many had been saved, too. And he had a sister again, something that made his heart ache when he thought about it. He had Cassandra back in his life.

He didn't always sleep through the night, but he'd stopped waking up at every little noise, treating everything like a threat.

The hand on his arm draws him to consciousness, but he smiles when he sees the figure above him, his white hair framed and seemingly set aglow by the moonlight. And when Puck settles against him, Percy wraps his arms around the fae, sleepily nuzzling into his hair, more than content with this new arrangement.

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@carpemusa asked: Puck thinks Percy is nifty but he doesn't really know how to say hello… So he's going to put a rock in his shoe every day. Each day the pebble gets progressively larger until the man gets suspicious enough to call out whoever is messing with him

All in all, this was one of his more harmless ways of breaking the ice

For a while, he'd been able to (mostly) ignore the feeling of something in his shoe. Percy doesn't exactly have the time to keep stopping everyone just so he can deal with….whatever's happening.

But eventually, it's gotten to be too much, and he knows that someone has to be doing this. He might have suspected Grog or Scanlan, but considering they hadn't been sneaking glances his way when they thought he wouldn't notice, giggling to themselves, he didn't think it was either of them.

Which meant that the next suspect was Vax, but he tended to be too lost in his own thoughts for pranks these days. And while it could be Vex or Keyleth or Pike, he didn't think it was. No, this time, it was some outside force. And that meant someone was screwing with him with magic.

"All right, you can come out now," he called out when he was on his own. "Presumably you're trying to get my attention, and you have certainly succeeded."

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THEY’RE A 10 BUT… // Accepting

@missallanea asked: [ THEY’RE A 10 BUT … ] he continues to try and argue about himself being the better shot. You can say it until you're blue in the face, darling, it won't become true. / vex for percy uwu

"I'm only the better distance shot," he amends, glancing over at her with something of a smile. "You're far more accurate than I am, especially when my guns blow up in my face."

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@missallanea asked: “Please don’t say mean things to me.” / maxi @ percy since we talked about this? either when they were kids or as adults

While they didn't always take all of their children when they traveled to visit neighbouring noble families, the de Rolos had elected to take a few of them this time, and one of those children had been Percival. He was excited to get out of Whitestone, to see more of the country.

It wasn't the first time they'd been to the Croix Castle, either, and Percy wondered if he'd run into Maximilian again. The two of them had bonded over their love of books, and they'd kept in touch as much as they could. Percy had even sent her a book he'd read and thought that she would enjoy.

While the adults were doing whatever they'd come here to discuss, Percy wandered off to explore, as he was wont to do when left to his own devices. It had gotten him into trouble more than once before, but he was just so fascinated by the builds of the various castles.

He made his way to the place he'd met Maximilian before, hoping that she might be there again today.

And sure enough, the girl has her back to the door, and before he can greet her, she spoke, though her voice was so quiet he had to strain to hear her.

"I wouldn't dream of it," he responded, taking another step towards her. "Especially when you haven't done anything to warrant such things," Percy smiled. He'd brought her another book, hoping she hadn't read this one.

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@dawnshe asked: “i need you.” to percy?

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Percy gazed down the barrel of his gun, where it was pointed at their adversary.  His hand shook, and he vaguely heard members of his team talking to him, but their words weren't getting through.  This person had threatened his family, what little he had left, and if they didn't need them for information, why keep them alive?

Even as he considered pulling the trigger, making them pay for what they'd done....., another voice got through to him.  

He could tell she'd been speaking to him for longer than he'd been aware, but when she said she needed him......, he wavered for a moment, before finally lowering his gun.  Percy was trying, for the sake of those he cared about, but he knew full well that he was not a good person.  And the fact that he sitll WANTED to kill his person, on their knees as they were, just showed that.

The gunslinger turned to meet Vex's eyes, his own filled with anguish.  "I'm sorry," he murmured, gun still held in nerveless fingers.  He knew he'd disappointed the rest of their group, but Vex most of all.

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@firepassed asked: “you’re allowed to need help sometimes.” to percy

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There were many things Percy prided himself on, and being very intelligent was certainly one of them.  If given time, opportunity, and the right materials, he could create just about anything, he thought.  

Which was why he was so frustrated with the fact that he was having trouble with coming up with ideas for gifts for the rest of Vox Machina, now that they had a moment to enjoy them.

He looked up at Keyleth when she spoke, letting out a rueful little laugh.  "It shouldn't be this hard, should it?  When you've traveled with people who've become your family, you should just know what they'd like."  He wasn't the best at giving gifts, never really had been, but it seemed important this year.

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an assortment of dialogue prompts // Accepting!

@storiesrolled asked: ❛ if i have to think about one more thing today, my head will explode. ❜ ( keyleth to percy ! )

Percy's so focused on the project he's working on (maybe this time, the exploding arrows will work; he'd done pretty well last time, but the original design needed some tinkering) that he doesn't notice Keyleth's presence until she finally speaks.

He looks up from his careful construction of the exploding arrows ("Learn from my mistakes!" still ringing in his ears every time he works with gunpower now), raising an eyebrow in the redhead's direction. Because he'd been focused, it takes him a moment to fully process what she'd said, but when he realizes that she actually needs his attention, he puts the arrow down and turns to face her.

"Preparations are going that well, are they?" he asks dryly, unable to keep a little bit of a smirk from his face. "I did offer to help, you know; planning these sorts of things is something I'm actually rather good at doing, believe it or not."

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an assortment of dialogue prompts // Accepting!

@yieldingdreams asked: ❛ may i have this dance? ❜ Puck for Percy

Percy was lost in thought, watching the rest of his party members all dance and enjoy themselves. Cassandra was even joining in, something he hadn't seen in far too long. It had been quite some time since there had really been reason to celebrate in Whitestone, and now that there was a moment to breathe, they were all taking advantage of it.

So why was he standing by the wall while everyone else enjoyed themselves? Why was he just observing instead of participating? Any of his party members would have danced with him, if he wanted (well, except for maybe Grog, but he was enjoying himself in his own way; Percy was pretty sure he'd last seen him having a drinking contest with Pike), but he hadn't sought any of them out.

It wasn't as though he didn't enjoy dancing; he was quite good, when he put his mind to it. He supposed he just wasn't in a partying mood. Which was ridiculous considering the fact that he'd been the one to suggest that they throw this particular celebration, to give the people of Whitestone something to do, to look forward to that wasn't the Winter's Crest festival.

He'd been considering retreating to his workshop when he heard a familiar voice, asking if he might have this dance.

Percy turned in Puck's direction, offering him a smile. "How could I refuse such a request?" he murmured, taking the fairy's hand to lead him through the steps. After all, he'd been taught all of these particular dances growing up, and he wasn't certain if Puck was familiar with the steps.

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@missallanea asked: ❛ you’re lucky you’re cute. ❜ / vex @ percy

Percy had fucked up rather badly today. His guns hadn't gone off properly, and Bad News was out of commission until he could take the time to properly fix her. Which was going to take time and money, both of which they didn't currently have the luxury of being able to squander.

He'd even asked Vex if they could spare the amount it would take for repairs, fully expecting that she would need time to look over everything. But instead, she'd told him he was lucky he was cute and handed over the gold.

The gunslinger offered her something of a smile, despite the fact that he didn't feel particularly jovial, at the moment.

"Oh, I am, yes," he agreed, tucking the gold away until he could make it out to get his supplies. "I rather suspect that's how I made it this far." He'd been going to joke that it had been how he'd made it into adulthood, but they both knew the truth of that.

Still, he's trying not to dwell on the past as much, and he flashes Vex a proper smile, albeit a small one.

"Thank you, Vex," he murmurs, and his tone is soft, genuine. "Truth be told…., I certainly wouldn't have gotten this far without you."

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@carpemusa asked: “My hobbies include knowing and being right.” for Percy from Puck

Of the fae creatures he's met, Puck is certainly one of the most interesting. Though why he's taken an interest in him is still something the gunslinger is trying to figure out. He wasn't that exciting, especially not compared to some of the other members in his group. In fact, he'd be willing to hazard that he's the least interesting member of Vox Machina.

He knew a thing or two about tinkering, and he was admittedly, quite clever when he wanted to be. Which came partly from the sheer number of books he'd read when he was a child. But that's also why he knows to be polite when dealing with the fae.

"Oh, we're to the sharing hobbies part of getting to know you, are we?" Percy asks with something of a grin. Just because he knew to be polite didn't mean they couldn't also have fun and enjoy a little bit of light teasing.

"I imagine most sentient creatures enjoy being right, but far fewer turn knowing things into a hobby," he added, meeting Puck's gaze. Percy liked knowing things, sometimes just for the sake of having knowledge, if he was being honest with himself, so the idea that he and Puck had that in common was perhaps another point into why he'd chosen him of all people to spend time with.

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@missallanea asked: “ come on! dance with me! ” / vex @ percy because I am weak

The various festivals were partly an excuse for everyone to get dressed up, do a lot of drinking, and dance in fancy clothes. Which of course meant that Vox Machina was going to take full advantage of invitations to any festival they could get their hands on, between Vex, Keyleth, Scanlan, and Vax.

It had been quite some time since Percy had last danced. He was pretty sure he'd been learning how, back in Whitestone…., but that couldn't be right…., could it? Had it really been that long?

Percy had been watching the dance floor as Vex danced with both Keyleth and her brother, a little smile on his face when he saw the way she moved. He always loved seeing Vex smile, and right now, she was smiling and laughing, flushed with wine and dance. She was absolutely beautiful.

But she must have noticed that he was watching her (damn Vex and her incredible perception) because the next thing he knew, she'd grabbed his hands.

"Come on! Dance with me!" she insisted, and Percy simply couldn't refuse her, not with that smile on her face, that breathless laugh in her voice. He felt himself smiling back as he made his way onto the dance floor with her, more than happy to be close as he remembered the steps of the dance.

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@missallanea asked: “ time flies when you don’t know what the fuck is going on. ” / pike to percy idk why but it struck me as fucking hilarious

"Oh good, I thought it was just me," Percy said in reply to Pike's comment. The rest of their party certainly seemed to be having a good time. Were they playing…..some sort of drinking game? He wasn't entirely certain, but if that were the case, it was much more likely that Pike would be leading the charge. If he recalled correctly, she'd won the last drinking contest they'd had, and she never was one to be left out of the … fun of things like that.

"I think it started out as boulder, parchment, shears, but it seems to have devolved into some sort of…..charades-chess-arm wrestling combination?" he raised an eyebrow. "I suspect Grog and Scanlan are luring unsuspecting locals into actual shenanigans," Percy added, glancing over at Pike. "Though I'm sure they'd explain more if you were the one that asked." He'd tried to understand and he just…..didn't. Which was part of the reason he was over here, just watching. He joined into the pranks and the jokes when he understood what the hell was happening, but today was not one of those days.

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@missallanea asked: don’t play innocent with me. / vex to percy

"I wouldn't dream of such a thing," Percy responded, and there's truth to his words. He hadn't been innocent for a long time, and now they all knew it.

Of course, they'd known that long before they'd seen his literal demons; he'd been in prison when they'd found him, after all, for attempting to kill a woman who had betrayed his family so completely, but they'd taken him in, even knowing that about him.

No, Percy had never been innocent, and that was unlikely to change. Which meant that Vex wasn't talking about that; she must be talking about what he was currently hiding behind his back in an attempt to surprise her. Though he also should have known better than to try such a thing; she was quite perceptive pretty much all the time, these days.

"Ah. That," he said, offering her something of an almost sheepish smile. "Well, yes, I had been hoping to surprise you, but since you've found me out…., I made a few new arrows for you." He pulled them from behind his back, knowing that they probably didn't look like much. "They should explode on impact, so please be careful with them in the meantime. Can't have you blowing up on me," he said, though it was only partly a joke. He'd never fogive himself if he did something that hurt Vex again.

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@dawnshe asked:  It is not uncommon of a thing before all of this for her to sneak down into Percy’s workshop. Without warning, her arms wrap around his waist, standing on the tip of her toes to rest her chin on his shoulder, smirk on her lips. “I do hope you realize that now that you married me, I am going to be doing this far more often and with just reason.” Her lips press to his cheek before looking down, trying to catch a glimpse at was on his table. “What are you working on?”( year off soft thing Part One because i think about that time Often)

After the Chamber of Whitestone had been established, to ensure that Whitestone was capably ruled, Percy had been spending quite a bit of time in his workshop.  He'd been working on a few things to help Keyleth get her communication system set up, but he usually worked with Tary on those items.  They needed to be both mechanical AND magical, after all, and what magic he possessed tended to be much better suited to the battlefield.

But every single time he sat down to try to build himself a new pair of glasses, something happened.  Either he failed miserably (only twice so far, but he was going to try a few more times before giving up) or something else took precedence.

With the arms that slipped around his waist, he rather thought it was going to be the latter this time.

A smile slips onto his face as he feels Vex's chin resting on his shoulder, his hands moving to rest on top of hers.  She'd gotten QUITE good at her stealth; he hadn't even noticed her come in until she'd been RIGHT there.

He lifts an eyebrow at her words, a mock-serious expression on his face.  "Oh, is that a THREAT?  I'll just have to make sure I'm well-armed any time I'm in my workshop, won't I?" he murmurs, but can't help smiling again.  Percy could have sworn he'd been much more serious when they all met, but laying his demons to rest, and being around people that actually made him HAPPY had changed all of that, Vex most of all.

"Hmm?" he asks, having gotten momentarily lost in his thoughts. But Vex looking at his table, along with his brain catching up to what she'd said, gave him a good indication of her question.

"I'm still trying to build myself another pair of glasses," Percy admitted, letting out a little sigh, clearly indicative of just how well it was going.  "Though if I don't succeed this time, I may have to ask for help."  He'd gotten better about it over the years, but he STILL liked to do things himself if he could, especially so he didn’t have to ask for help again LATER.  

Percy took Vex's hands in his, turning around to face her properly.  He looks up at her from his position on his stool, green eyes searching brown.  "Not that I'm complaining about the company, but to what do I owe the pleasure of your company, Lady Vex'halia?"  Most people simply didn't bother him in his workshop, but he welcomed Vex at any point he wasn't doing something incredibly dangerous with chemicals.

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@dawnshe asked: 💋 vex & percy?

Send 💋 to get a kiss from my muse // Accepting!

There were times when Percy caught sight of Vex, without really looking for her, and he was just.....overwhelmed with how much he loved her.  And with how much he did not deserve her.  But she had chosen to be with him, and he was forever amazed and grateful for that fact.  Vex knew her own mind, better than most he'd known, and she was more than capable of making her own decisions. 

She was sitting at her desk, finalizing some of the plans for the menu for the upcoming celebration they were hosting, and he'd been working on some other details.  But he'd gotten distracted with just watching her.  That little lock of hair had fallen into her eyes, and a little smile slipped onto his face as he saw it.  

He got to his feet, crossing over to where she was sitting.  Percy reached out to brush the stray strand of hair out of her face, bending down to press a soft kiss to her lips.

"I still can't believe how incredibly lucky I am," he murmured, offering her a soft smile.  "Though I think you also know that," he added with a laugh.  Vex knew her worth, and if she needed a reminder, he'd be more than happy to tell her what he thought.