#beau lionett imagine

[aeoris4lovers]

beau: caleb, don’t break concentration or we’re all gonna die!

beau, two seconds later:

[songofwizardry]

thinking about beauregard lionett again (when am i not?)

specifically i am thinking about tj like. what are they like once he's older? she is kinda responsible for getting his (their) father locked up. he is the child they replaced her with. that's not... really the most conflict-free of setups

like don't get me wrong i love the fics where they reunite and beau gets to be a part of his life in a lovely way. i'm just... thinking.

like. you can love someone intensely but you still gotta figure it all out and. how does beau learn to be around him, when he's a reminder of everything she wasn't? does TJ see thoreau as he grows up, and if he doesn't, how does he act when he learns she's the expositor who landed him in prison? if he does spend time with thoreau (even if he and clara separate), how does thoreau's input colour his opinion of beau? how does beau reconcile that they were probably treated pretty differently – maybe not better or worse, but certainly different – by their parents, and how does that feel?

idk i'm just thinking about Them. maybe i need to write this.

[utilitycaster]

Bonus:

Campaign 2 episode 92/Campaign 3 episode 92 parallels (with some assistance from 3x89)

Transcription of the text in the above images (screenshots from the Critical Role Transcript Search) below the cut:

The following is excerpts from Campaign 2, Episode 92, and Campaign 3 Episode 92 (except one from 89, noted below), interspersed. Travis is playing Fjord, Marisha is playing Beau, Laura is playing Imogen, Liam is playing Orym, and Matt plays Thoreau Lionett in the Campaign 2 excerpt and Liliana Temult in the Campaign 3 excerpt:

First image:

TRAVIS: Your histamine reactions are going again.

MARISHA: Yeah. I've been away from Zadash for a little bit, so the pollen, it's kicking a little, you know?

TRAVIS: I take it you don't fully, fully hate your dad. It's got to be hard to hear this.

Second image:

LAURA: I'm going to heard toward Orym who's at a distance and approach slowly.

LIAM: Hey.

LAURA: Hi. I'm going to put my hand on your shoulder.

LIAM: Sorry, I know how hard all that is for you.

Third image:

MARISHA: Everyone wants to make their dad proud, you know? Just hoping he could, he could show some of that.

TRAVIS: You don't know that he can't. It's been years. You've grown, you've changed. I'm sure you were even more of an unbearable shit before. I'm not saying he deserves a second chance, but he is your father, and you do have a mother, and a brother that you've never met.

MARISHA: (sniffs) I guess it's hard when... the word inevitable has been brought up several times in the past 24 hours amongst us. I feel like I've found my family with The Mighty Nein. I don't like looking at my past, because it doesn't have The Mighty Nein in it, and I think I put off the inevitable, because I'm going to-- I'm afraid it's going to be like my past.

Fourth image:

LAURA: Don't apologize. I can't begin to understand how hard it is for you.

LIAM: You know, every one of us makes our decisions with the lenses or prisms we see life through.

LAURA: Mm-hmm.

LIAM: I can't take mine down. (sobs softly) It's not even about revenge for me. (sniffles) I just try and honor what they sign up to do. (sniffles) I just try and honor what they sign up to do.

LAURA: I didn't know them, but I can't imagine they wouldn't look at you and not be proud.

LIAM: (sighs sadly)

LAURA: I think you've gone farther than anyone could ever expect you to, and you're still going.

Fifth image:

TRAVIS: I don't think one contaminates the other. You've got good, solid footing here. I mean, shit, if we want to run, we run. If we want to kick his ass, we'll kick his ass.

MARISHA: Yeah. (sniffing) I kind of want to kick his ass, and I don't want to run.

TRAVIS: Could I ask you, in your wildest dreams, and feel free to say you don't want to tell me, what would you have happen when we go there?

MARISHA: I think I've worked so hard because I scripted this day, in my inevitable future that I would go back to him, successful woman, respectable member of society, Cobalt Soul, an Expositor, the thing he threw me away to, and I embraced. And then, I would get mad at myself, because I felt like I was doing exactly what he was doing to me my entire life, scripting me to be something else. And I'm still doing it. I haven't seen him in three years, and I'm still trying to be... something. And I think what's scary is that I like this, and what I've found, and I don't think it was until Nott started talking about having to go home and go away that it truly started terrifying me. Because for the first time, I'm happy. And what if that goes away?

Sixth image:

LIAM: (sighs softly) (sniffles) So far. I'm going to miss him.

LAURA: Yeah. Yeah.

LIAM: I'm going to miss Letters.

(sniffles)

LAURA: They were-- They were alive.

LIAM: Out of any of us, he just wanted to help.

Seventh image:

TRAVIS: It could always go away. It could go away tonight. The Gentleman's debtors could come calling.

MARISHA: (chuckling) And I think I know that, and I think I say things to Nott like, "You don't have to put those stipulations on yourself" because I've convinced myself that destiny or the inevitability won't come knocking. If you ignore it, it won't exist, and that's not true.

TRAVIS: (sighs) It'll be interesting either way. Your face is leaking.

MARISHA: I hate it.

TRAVIS: I won't tell anyone.

MARISHA: Don't tell anybody.

TRAVIS: Yep. You're a good friend. You're a good trainer.

Eighth image:

LAURA: I want you to know that that for a while it may have felt that you and I were not seeing eye to eye or maybe you felt that I, I didn't have the same goal in mind that you did. But don't worry about that anymore, all right?

LIAM: I understand family.

LAURA: Yeah. Yeah.

LIAM: I want for all the world for you to have your family.

LAURA: I wanted that, too, and (chuckles) god, that back and forth is a pretty funny thing, but choices were made. If nothing else, then at least we've got a little bit of knowledge on the inside now.

LIAM: Yeah. As much we'd like to, you can't turn back the clock.

LAURA: That's right. But you've got us.

Bonus image 1:

MARISHA: Mom already fucking mentioned that life gets difficult and it's hard. So you're right. Maybe it's easy to justify the easy way out, just get rid of the problem.

MATT: "That's not what this was about. You were on the self-destructive path. We didn't know what to do. I've never been a-- no one teaches you how to be a good father. I regret choices I've made, and you don't think I don't hold myself responsible for-- I thought I was doing what was best for you, truly."

MARISHA: You did. It was probably the best thing you could've done for me. So thank you. Tell me the story again, and then I'll go.

Bonus image 2 (from 3x89):

MATT: "History is filled with evil men. But few have the courage to stand up and try and stop them. Where I'm standing, I don't think we're on the opposing sides like you think we are. We just have a different myth, that's all. That's all. Please see it in yourself to understand why I've done and given up all of this."

LAURA: Maybe it's your turn to run. And I wake up.

[critter-genfic-events]

This week, we have nine fics dealing with Grief or Mourning -dealing with the losses in the recent episodes of Critical Role, older losses, and imagined losses still in these character's futures. Check them out beneath the cut, and remember to comment and kudos if you like them!

divorce the first by Ink_Beneath_Her_Fingernails (3496,Not Rated) Warnings: Brief mentions of Molly's death, but it's not a focus. Pairings:

Common is the only language all of the Nein share, but it's not the first language of any of them.

Reccer says: There's such an aching sense of longing and grief and mourning in this fic that leaves you with the feeling of an old pain, almost too small to bother dealing with, not that you even could, but every day it sticks around like a rock in your shoe. It manages to slip under your defenses in a way fiction about things like death can't always do, while still touching on loss. There's also some really excellent development of worldbuilding and Wildemount here.

Proud by awaytobeunshaken (557,General) Warnings: None Pairings: Beauregard Lionett & Caleb Widogast

Beau isn't sure how to feel after her father's death. Caleb tries to comfort her anyway.

Reccer says: I liked it

a white and soundless place by BeatriceEagle (7064,Teen) Warnings: Graphic Depictions of Violence, Major Character Death Pairings: Una Ermendrud & Caleb Widogast

A portrait of grief, from either side of the thing.

Reccer says: Una and Leofric feel like people, rather than saints.

psychopomp by hydraxx (3357,General) Warnings: Pairings: Essek Thelyss/Caleb Widogast

Essek comes back to visit Blumenthal over the centuries after Caleb dies, while a long series of local innkeepers observe his mourning process.

Reccer says: It's a really sweet look at how Essek processes losing one of the people important to him, with background worldbuilding!

A Wisdom Without Face or Name by violettressed (17280,Teen) Warnings: major character death Pairings: Caduceus Clay & Jester Lavorre, Jester Lavorre & Essek Thelyss, Artagan & Jester Lavorre

Jester Lavorre spends a lifetime learning how to let go.

Reccer says: A great fic if you need a cry - there's little sparks of humor left by everyone being in character that make the entire thing even more heartfelt

Things to Do in Whitestone When Your Best Friend is Dead by untropicalisland (3038,General) Warnings: major character death Pairings: Ashton Greymoore & Laudna, Percival "Percy" Fredrickstein Von Musel Klossowski de Rolo III & Ashton Greymoore

Ashton tries to make sense of FCG's death while the party regroups in Whitestone following their return from Ruidus.

Reccer says: Ashton and FCG's relationship was so great, it's nice to see something that's got Ashton processing their death. And the Percy and Ashton's dynamic is pitch perfect and *chef's kiss*

Synonym for Tragedy by thetickingclock (1060,Teen) Warnings: None Pairings: Orym/Dorian Storm, Fearne Calloway & Orym & Dorian Storm, Dorian Storm & Cyrus Wyvernwind, Dorian Storm & Dariax Zaveon

Dorian and his brother. The music is different now.

Reccer says: Beautiful and haunting

like wildfire, it starts in my chest by ellis (ellabellachicketychella) (1523,Teen) Warnings: None Pairings: Dorian Storm & Cyrus Wyvernwind, Dorian Storm & Dariax Zaveon

If this is grief then the poems got it wrong-- or, i love how dorian's grief is rage so much. i wrote a little about it

Reccer says: A brilliant character study of Dorian after episode 93

To hold, to cut by thetickingclock (1665,Teen) Warnings: None Pairings:

A series of vignettes about the coping with grief through shared work

Reccer says: It felt true

This is one of our weekly communally-generated gen rec lists. Every week we announce a new theme and allow anyone to submit a fic recommendation. Please note that the summary and content notes are provided by the reccer, and may be different than what the author has provided. Please assume good intentions all around. <3

And hey, anyone includes you!

Next week, we'll be focusing on Fjord Stone! Know of something focusing on his backstory, or maybe his interior life during the campaign, that orphanage heist that happened after? You should rec it!

After that, we'll be changing things up a bit. Mentorship will be happening on the 15th, but after that, we're going to switch to a twice a month schedule - starting with Scanlan.

Any fics coming to mind? Well, then use this form to submit!

Oh! Also! Critter Gen Week is happening! We've been using the themes for our reclist - so if you're inspired by what you're reading, consider writing (or making art) for that week!

[burningdarkfire]

[table for four]

"This is kind of really weird," Beau said. Now that they were out of the bed, she was feeling that awkwardness settle in deep.

imagine me presenting this proudly to you and saying "i wrote this for the bit"

Rating: T Relationships: Astrid Beck/Eadwulf Grieve/Beauregard Lionett/Yasha Nydoorin Characters: Beauregard Lionett, Yasha Nydoorin, Astrid Beck, Eadwulf Grieve Words: 1130 Posted: 22 Dec 2024

[beatriceeagle]

Rating: Teen And Up Audiences

Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings

Fandom: Critical Role (Web Series)

Relationships: Beauregard Lionett & Caleb Widogast, Beauregard Lionett/Yasha, Essek Thelyss/Caleb Widogast

Characters: Caleb Widogast, Beauregard Lionett, Bren Aldric Ermendrud, Original Male Character(s), Yasha (Critical Role), Essek Thelyss, Astrid Beck

Additional Tags: canon compliant through Mighty Nein Reunited, canon inspired through Echoes of the Solstice, Emotional Hurt/Comfort, Angst, Implied/Referenced Child Abuse, Implied/Referenced Torture, Implied/Referenced Sexual Assault, technically this is kidfic in both senses of the term

Chapter: 5/24

Summary: Six months ago, Beau adopted a teenager who loves the Cobalt Soul, but can't stand her. Ten minutes ago, Caleb accidentally summoned his own teenage self into his living room. So you know, they're both going though some shit.

At least Caleb's got experience befriending novice monks with attitude problems. And Beau's got experience befriending Caleb.

Chapter Summary: Bren makes friends; Caleb window-shops.

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Bren was ready to go well before Caleb the next morning. Caleb couldn't imagine he was excited to visit the Cobalt Soul—Ikithon's descriptions of the organization had always been dismissive at best. He guessed that Bren was simply eager to be out of his company. The feeling was mutual.

They ate a much simpler breakfast than the previous days', just barley porridge that Caleb had set to simmer overnight. They didn't look at each other while they ate. The short walk to Beau and Yasha's passed in silence.

Jasper answered the door. "Beau's finishing her coffee. You can come in."

He was doing a bad job of pretending not to stare at Bren. The impulse was entirely understandable, but it made Caleb's skin itch. He did not want Bren in this safe, cheerful home.

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[flurry-of-beaus-pop-pop]

How do you imagine Beau and Yasha's wedding went down? Perhaps a surprisingly quiet ceremony with only a handful of guests? Or perhaps the usual chaos?

Honestly?

I could 100% imagine Yasha, Beau, Jester, and Veth just having a girl's night and getting absolutely smashed of Lionett Wine and Jester bringing up the fact that she can perform the ceremony again and so they just do it right then and there lol

[grayintogreen]

WIP WEDNESDAY

Hello gang! I am about 8k into what's going to be a MASSIVE chapter, so I'm not too far in yet, but I'm getting there! In the meantime, here's a preview:

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Beau chewed on her thumbnail as she stared at her board in the library, now laden with new observations that seemed sporadic and random and yet definitely seemed to be becoming more and more like the Pattern that Lucien had sketched out that one day. The new addition of Nerida alongside her connection to Alder Allard and their connection to Jayne put a lot more into perspective, but it still didn’t explain any connection to the Somnovem.

She scribbled a note about the abyssal anchors on a small gap on the board and tapped her chalk-dusted fingers on the amulet around her neck.

“What d’you think, Lu?”

Lucien’s voice in her head sounded miserable- it had been awhile since he’d been trapped in the gem, so she couldn’t blame him for it, though she suspected it went much deeper than that. He’d just been hit with a massive onslaught of new information and none of it made any damn sense.

”I think someone wanted me to hurt and I can’t imagine why.”

“The way you talk about the Somnovem and how they act around you-“ she could feel Lucien flinch, “- maybe you were always being groomed for this.”

”I think that much is obvious, Beauregard.”

“I’m just saying… There’s your Somnovem connection. These people, for whatever reason, wanted you to be driven to become the Nonagon. The question is why you and why do they have so much skin in the Somnovem’s game.”

”Excellent questions, both, aye.”

He wasn’t going to be any further help in this. She found herself irritated by it, even knowing that wasn’t fair. It was easier to be annoyed at him for not being helpful with what could finally crack the secrets to this fucking ordeal and save himself and Molly than it was to focus on the real elephant in the room.

Tomorrow they would be headed to Kamordah.

She wanted nothing more to throw herself into her work and let it consume her utterly until she was nothing but facts and figures and puzzles to be sorted out. If her head was buzzing with information then maybe once they arrived in her old stomping grounds, she would have a shield worthy of catching whatever barbs her dad wanted to throw her way. She could keep herself focused on what mattered and ignore what didn’t, because Thoreau Lionett didn’t matter.

Right.

Family mattered- that was the tragedy of having family. The fucker had done the unthinkable and sold her to the Cobalt Soul and somehow weaseled out of punishment for it and as much as she wanted to be able to hold her head high and walk into his house and laugh in his face about how stupid he was to think someone wouldn’t have clocked him, she knew better. That he was clocked was a lucky break and he still got away with it. Even seeing him embarrassed and disgraced wouldn’t derail the truth.

And yet he mattered. She wanted to find something in him that proved he’d realized his mistake and was willing to apologize. It was a thought that was going to get her hurt and she knew it and that was why she wanted to do everything in her power to avoid thinking about it.

The chalk snapped between her fingers and Beau stared at it with all the confusion of a child that had only just learned it had the capacity for destruction. She let the pieces fall to the floor, uselessly and ran a hand down her face without consideration for the dust on her fingers and exhaled. “It feels like we’re just chasin’ our tails.”

Two hundred pounds of Blink Dog materialized out of thin air and hip-checked her onto the ground. She hollered as she fell, trying to catch herself, but only ended up in a defensive crouch as Rock began to assault her with kisses and whining. Her protests only seemed to make him more enthusiastic about licking her to death.

Yasha’s heavy footfalls preceded her suddenly yanking him off by his collar and cooing at him in Sylvan until he became a rigid obedient and model dog, albeit one panting and smiling like Beau was the greatest thing in the world in his eyes. She shot him a smile and rubbed the dog spit off her face with the back of her hand. “Hey, buddy.”

Rock whined, pawed the ground in a little dance that toed the line between wanting to be obedient and wanting to leap onto her again. He looked to Yasha for permission and she placed a hand on his head and rubbed the soft velvet of his big ears. “Shh shhh it’s okay.” She dipped her head, apologetically, at Beau. “Sorry.”

“Nah, don’t be. I think he knows when I’m stressed.” To show no hard feelings, she cupped Rock’s muzzle in her hands and rubbed the thin fur around his face. In return, he licked the last of the chalk dust off her nose. “You should get him one of those emotional support dog vests.”

“He’s been really good with the Clays,” Yasha shrugged. “He wore Clarabelle out.”

Beau moved her scritches to Rock’s chest and his tail thumped excitedly on the ground. “Caduceus’s family seems… Nice, right?”

Yasha cocked her head to the side the same way a puppy might. “Yeah, I think so. They’re, um… Not like him? I guess he’s dad is a little bit.” She frowned deeper. “I dunno what I was expecting.”

“A bunch of Caduceus clones, all of them, like, spouting insightful shit and being wise and perceptive and, like, self-righteous in a way that’s almost charming?”

“Maybe.”

“Families contain multitudes, I guess.” She winced, realizing that in trying to talk about Caduceus’s family, she’d opened the door to talk about her own. Desperately, she fumbled for a change in subject and landed on someone else’s bullshit instead. “Hey, speaking of that… Lucien, when you were in the Run, did you, uh… Talk to Ophelia?”

Lucien’s sigh filled her head the same way smoke fills an empty room. ”No. I had better things to do.”

“Like pining for us?”

”I wasn’t pining. I was bored.”

“But are you?” Yasha piped up. “Gonna talk to her, I mean.”

He fell silent again for a long moment. ”When I have something to say to that woman, then perhaps. She left me behind because someone offered her a better deal than bein’ my mother. I feel like despite it all, I managed a better deal than bein’ her son. We don’t owe each other anything. She’s not worth all the hate I’ve got in my black heart for others. She was just as much a pawn in this game as I was. I don’t have to forgive her for it, but I recognize that whether fate or gods or nightmares have surrounded me my entire life, they would have pushed her out, eventually, had she stayed. Obviously, I inherited her survival instincts.”

Beau could only dream of being that practical about her family. Never before had she considered she might be jealous of fucking Lucien. She blew out a long breath that made a pbblt sound against her lips. “Not to use you as a hot potato, Lu, but I’m gonna pass you off to somebody else for a tick, so I can have some alone time with my girl.”

“Well, at least you’re being polite about it,” Lucien deadpanned. ”I wanted to talk to Cree anyway.”

“You got it, boss,” she deadpanned right back.

[caspian-skye]

The Apoptosis Project: Character Voices

Hey squad, I did one of these way back in the Twilight Crusade days, but never got around to it for The Apoptosis Project. So, yeah. Here ya go:

Caspian - Kyle McCarley (9S)

NieR:Automata Best setting customizaton ever! :D

Alternatively, as weird as it may sound, Elijah Wood. His voice for Wirt has the same “not exactly nasally but almost there” sound. 

Over The Garden Wall - wirt being my introversion incarnate

Lazula - Ashly Burch (Aloy)

Horizon Zero Dawn - Helis captures Aloy - All Dialogue Choices - The Terror of the Sun

As a fun bonus, the voice of Helis (the dude she’s talking to) is the closest to Condor’s voice I’ve heard thus far. So this is about what chapter 81 sounded like.

Snow - Ryan Bartley (Rei Ayanami)

https://youtu.be/P-an-6-dbac?t=118

Makes sense since she’s heavily Rei-inspired

Moka: Cherami Leigh (Makoto Niijima)

Makoto Niijima (Priestess) Social Events 1-8 | Persona 5: Dancing in Starlight

Noxis - Gavin Drea (V/Male Protagonist)

Cyberpunk 2077 Act 1 Ending

And, since it’s Noxis, I think need to include an example of him shouting. I don’t blame Cas for being intimidated. Cyberpunk 2077 Act 1 Ending

Lilly: Allegra Clark (Dorothea)

https://youtu.be/VHohe_zkZ-A?t=175

Dorothea, in this clip. The girl with the hat.

Ichigo: Zeno Robinson (Green coat kid? IDK lol)

https://youtu.be/9R_pvj-uIEM?t=172

The kid in the green coat in this video. I’ve never seen this show and honestly I’m not even sure what it is. But the actor was just revealed for a game I’m hyped for, and I was looking up his other roles when I found this.

Rowan: Max Mittleman (Ryuji Sakamoto)

Ryuji Dub Highlights || Persona 5: The Animation

Makes sense, because they’re honestly pretty similar as characters.

Laurel: Marisha Ray (Beauregard Lionett)

Beau and the Punk Kid | Travis is Broken | Critical Role C2E88 Highlight

I’ve always imagined Laurel having the same surfer-esque accent, Marisha’s Beau voice tracks just about perfectly

[nightowlwriting]

summary: beau deserves kindness, and you intend to give it to her. (part 1/13 of the kindness series, a thematically connected series of c2/exu imagines)

word count: ≈400

warnings: allusion to beau's past, set in early c2

note: i'm only on episode uhhhh like 14 of c2 so that's what's going on here

masterlist - request - support my work? - ao3

Kindness for Beau is a strange thing.

You do your best to be kind to her in small, gentle ways. Anything more than that and she’ll do one of two things: run or confront. You don’t really know her as well as you’d like to, but you know that much, at least. Besides, you know just by the way that she carries herself and reacts to things around her, that Beau hasn’t experienced a lot of gentleness in her life.

That, you think, is a shame. Everyone deserves a gentle hand on their skin, or a gentle voice bidding them goodnight. You do your best to give that to her. When you’re traveling to Zadash, you make sure you’re next to her in the cart. You make sure to brush against her skin in a way that can’t be anything but intentional, leaving soft hands on her arm or her back. You lean against her when you’re tired, and offer her your shoulder when her eyes begin to droop. She confronts you on the first real night you spend in Zadash while Jester is at the tavern.

Beau corners you in the room you’re sharing with them both, eyes hard and fists shaking where they’re clenched at her sides. “What do you want?” She spits, her presence swelling to fill the whole room. For a moment - a brief, fleeting moment - you think you’ve made a mistake. Maybe she just lives like that and likes living like that. But you don’t back down. Just in case.

“What are you talking about?”

“Why are you… Why are you doing what you’re doing?” Her voice, deep and raspy, shakes with uncertainty and it makes you frown. She doesn’t even know how to phrase the kindness she’s receiving. Your stomach tightens and you swallow harshly.

“I’m just being kind, Beau.” You reach for her, slowly, so that she can pull away if she wants to. She doesn’t, and you take her hand. “You deserve kindness, and I don’t think you get it nearly as often as you should. Especially not traveling like we are, fighting what we fight. I don’t think you’ve ever gotten the kind of kindness that you should get.” She twitches almost imperceptibly but doesn’t pull her hand away from yours. You take that as a win even though maybe you shouldn’t, and begin to rub soft circles on her rough, battle-worn knuckles with your thumb.

“I don’t… I don’t deserve kindness, and even if I did, what kind would I deserve?” You smile, then, at the way she’s giving you a little wiggle room to continue what you’re doing. Slowly, carefully, you bring her knuckles to your lips before pressing a kiss against them.

“Beauregard, you deserve a gentle world and a gentle hand.”

[critter-genfic-events]

Funny Gen Recs

This week, we have fourteen funny fics for folks! Pranks, fake marriages, and lots of unlikely pairings under the cut - and as always, don't forget to kudos or comment if you like them!

Working Late by percahlia (585,General) Warnings: None Pairings: Cassandra de Rolo & Percival "Percy" Fredrickstein Von Musel Klossowski de Rolo III

A sibling moment after an explosion in Percy's workshop.

Reccer says: Percy does his best 'cat who didn't quite make the jump but totally meant to do that' impression

What Goes Up by krakens (2311,General) Warnings: None Pairings: Grog Strongjaw & Pike Trickfoot

Pike suggests playing a prank on Vax. Grog suggests putting a cow in his room.

Reccer says: It's a silly little slice of life that reminds me of all of the silly little moments that happened amidst all of the drama of Campaign 1.

GOBSMACKED (Five Times Nott Gave the Shovel Talk) by Mikkeneko (4381,General) Warnings: None Pairings: Nott & Caleb Widogast

She had to be on the lookout for heart-thieves who would toy with her boy's affections and then break his heart and make him cry afterwards. Caleb wouldn't be looking out for himself because he was so very smart about so many things and so very dumb about feelings.

Reccer says: Amazing, pitch-perfect early Nott voice. I could imagine Sam doing this bit.

Wizard Immortality Clause by jakia (808,Teen) Warnings: Pairings: Caleb Widogast/Essek Thelyss

Caleb decides he's going to live just as long as Essek will. The Raven Queen objects, and sends Vax down to try and handle it

Reccer says: Caleb and Vax's interactions are pure gold

Slip Knot by AgentMint (4287,Teen) Warnings: None Pairings: Beauregard Lionett & Caleb Widogast

5 times Beau and Caleb pretended to be married and 1 time they absolutely didn’t (thank the gods)

Reccer says: Amazing sibling energy from the two of them

trust their steps to a dance that is lighter than air by grayintogreen (1085,General) Warnings: N/A Pairings: N/A

Ghostslayers have an ability called Aether Walk. Purple tieflings like to abuse it.

Reccer says: Short, cute, and exactly how each of the tieflings would abuse their power.

Dwendalian Book Club by SkipDelicious (1182,Teen) Warnings: None Pairings:

As is customary, Jester bequeaths the newest member of the Mighty Nein with her copy of Tusk Love

Reccer says: Amazing banter

the coyotes know her name by grayintogreen (2561,Teen) Warnings: N/A Pairings: N/A

Jester’s divine intervention attempt at the Vergessen Sanatorium works. Artagan comes up with something helpful.

Reccer says: A funny what-if that’s fun and in character.

ghost is a verb by mousecookie (3664,Teen) Warnings: None Pairings: Jourrael | The Inevitable End & The Crown Keepers, Jourrael | The Inevitable End & Opal (Critical Role)

In which the EXU crew are themselves, and Lolth's chosen assassin takes her first deeply reluctant steps towards becoming The Inevitable Friend

Reccer says: This is one of my comfort reads - one of my favorite things is the use of the pink font for Opal's messages

Rock and Roll Kitchen by Beauteousmajesty (892,Teen) Warnings: None Pairings:

Milo is summoned from their work for a meal prepared by Ashton and Fresh Cut Grass. Regretfully, Milo is fairly certain that neither of them can cook. It's free food though, so they're willing to try.

Reccer says: It feels very much like friends who know each other very well teasing each other

Bite Me by daretodhampir (stardustedknuckles) (885,Teen) Warnings: None Pairings: Fearne Calloway & Ashton Greymoore

Early on, Fearne has a couple of questions on Ashton's physicality.

Reccer says: Fearne is wonderfully weird on this, in a way that's incredibly endearing

Old Friends and Familar Faces by Fishpaste (2374,General) Warnings: None Pairings: Beauregard Lionett & Percy De Rolo

It had just been supposed to be another boring meeting of making the incremental progress at putting Trent Ikithon away forever. However, there is something far too familiar about Lord Percival de Rolo and Beau is determined to figure it out.

Reccer says: It starts off somewhat serious, and then takes an amazing left turn when they recognize each other. Perfect

Polymorph for Fun and Profit by MasterQwertster (4548,Teen) Warnings: None Pairings:

Short snippet stories of Bells Hells' (mis)adventures in using/abusing the Polymorph spell.

Reccer says: It's a very quick read since many of the chapters are super short and just a lot of silly shenanigans.

Nonagon Unbridled by fruitzbat (1230,General) Warnings: Spoilery re: the LitMoR series if you care about that! Pairings: Jester Lavorre & Lucien

Jester reads a fairy tale to Lucien, who has been confined by the Nein. Fanfic of a fanfic (Molly Lives AU: Life in the Margin of Redemption series by grayintogreen).

Reccer says: Funny side story that honestly doesn't require too much familiarity with LitMoR.

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[pocketgalaxies]

caleb: *sees this happening and ignites the barrel with scorching rays*

nott: BEAU THAT WAS AMAZING HOW DID YOU DO THAT WITH A THROWING STAR???

beau: I THINK THESE ARE MAGIC THROWING STARS. I THINK I BOUGHT MAGIC THROWING STARS

"i look at beau and say 'beau! repeat after me! FLUFFERNUTTER!!!'"

"FLUFFERNUTTER!! and i throw a ninja star"

"wait is it on fire it has to be on fire"

"????!!!! I DON'T HAVE FIRE I USE MY FISTS"

[vokhaz]

the gang and some (not so) subtle spying on the nerds' Xhorhaus magic lessons

(my contribution for the amazing "I Wouldn't Change A Thing" shadowgast PMV, which you can check out right here!!)

[beatriceeagle]

Rating: Teen And Up Audiences

Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings

Fandom: Critical Role (Web Series)

Relationships: Beauregard Lionett & Caleb Widogast, Beauregard Lionett/Yasha, Essek Thelyss/Caleb Widogast

Characters: Caleb Widogast, Beauregard Lionett, Bren Aldric Ermendrud, Original Male Character(s), Yasha (Critical Role), Essek Thelyss, Astrid Beck

Additional Tags: canon compliant through Mighty Nein Reunited, canon inspired through Echoes of the Solstice, Emotional Hurt/Comfort, Angst, Implied/Referenced Child Abuse, Implied/Referenced Torture, Implied/Referenced Sexual Assault, technically this is kidfic in both senses of the term

Chapter: 6/24

Summary: Six months ago, Beau adopted a teenager who loves the Cobalt Soul, but can't stand her. Ten minutes ago, Caleb accidentally summoned his own teenage self into his living room. So you know, they're both going though some shit.

At least Caleb's got experience befriending novice monks with attitude problems. And Beau's got experience befriending Caleb.

Chapter Summary:

Jasper learns a new card catalogue system; Bren gets a people's history of Kamordah; Beau runs into dead ends.

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The library, like the rest of the campus, was empty of people, save a very bored clerk who waved them past when he recognized Caleb. Other than that, it didn't seem so different from the Soul's library: tall shelves, old books, tables and chairs and a thick smell of paper and glue. But where the Soul's library and archives held everything they could get their hands on, Soltryce's was dedicated to one thing and one thing only. Magic. The shelves were labeled with a numbering system Jasper didn’t know, and Caleb called out the subjects as they passed them by. Evocation, transmutation, enchantment. Components, somatics, verbal spells. Cantrips and ritual casting. Magical items and magical focuses. History of magic and magical theory. Magic wasn't a particular interest of Jasper's, but surrounded by so many books and words about it, he could imagine a world where it was. Where he spent his days in a library like this, copying spells and absorbing magical theory. 

He'd always been like that—drawn to the romance of different lives and interests as soon as he heard about them. Only monkhood had ever stuck, though. 

"Do you notice anything missing among the subjects?" Caleb said. 

Lots of things were missing. Anything outside of magic, obviously, but that probably wasn't what Caleb was looking for. "Aren't there… you know, other kinds of magic? Like clerics and stuff?" 

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[sylvanfreckles]

I haven't finished the episode yet, but I have this image in my mind of Yasha bodily hauling a cursing and struggling Beau away from the Soltryce Academy after overhearing some of the professors making thinly-veiled insults about Caleb's teaching style. Caleb, of course, is beet red, eyes down, trying to herd them back to his house before they make an even bigger scene.

And, of course, now all the students are abuzz with rumors about Professor Widowgast's very buff and attractive female friend who went off on an entire table of professors in the middle of the lunch hour.

And if certain professors now find their classes audited by monks of the Cobalt Soul, just in case, well...you never know where corruption might rear its ugly head.

[featherstcnes]

at least caleb was being positive about this. well, as positive as he could be. they were entering a space of plenty of unknowns and honestly, she wasn't sure how positive she was feeling about the entire thing, but she was reluctantly optimistic. after all of the shit they'd been through? they could handle this. " definitely multiple bottles. what we're doing is not a one bottle type of thing. " hell, she'd have two bottles to herself years from now if it meant they made it out of this alive. she didn't know what tomorrow was going to bring or where they'd be months from now. but today, they were here, splitting a bottle of wine with no other cares in the world. and that? that was something beau could settle with, even just for tonight.

as caleb toasted with the bottle and passed it to her, she did the same, angling the bottle towards him and taking a long swig. " well, shit. " she said, her hand still holding onto the bottle. " you just showed me up. i was gonna go into some emotional little sentence, and you stole my thunder. " her tone was teasing, but she agreed with everything he'd said. she gave him back the bottle before speaking, watching him look out the window for a moment. " i'm glad i'm doing this with you, too. " she was always honest with him. other than yasha, she was pretty sure caleb was the only other person who she explicitly trusted with every aspect of her life.

" you're right, we do have a bottle of wine to finish. get to drinking. " she said, nodding towards the bottle. beau moved her leg from under her to instead rest her foot on the chair, holding her knee close to her chest. " oh, romantic adventures? " she said, tapping her fingers on her leg. " i have plenty of those. " she thought for a few moments, allowing herself to imagine all of the excursions her and yasha had been on. every high point and every low point. " it was good for us, i think. to get away just the two of us for a bit. could've used your ninja cats a few times to keep the mood up, but you know, it's a once in a lifetime kind of event, " she teased, a grin rising on her lips.

" we found a place in zadash, though. cute little cottage. i mean, dude, i planted flowers. i guess the unstoppable beauregard lionett is in love. " her words were paired with a grin, waving her hand slightly. " it's been really nice, though. it's cool to settle down and stuff, but i know that the little bubble we're in right now doesn't last forever. " it hadn't for her in the past, and well, knowing what she did of caleb's life, it wasn't much different for him. " hm, what else, what else... " a pause. " i don't know. isn't it kinda weird how stuff like that all kinda blends together? like, we're happy now and we do all this stuff and it's just normal now. and you know, we're not running for our lives every day. it kinda rocks. " a breath. " you have to have been up to more than just making mediocre stew, " beau started. " no offense on the food. "

Caleb grinned as Beauregard rummaged through his belongings in search of hidden wine. Her teasing comment about tucking away his alcohol drew a chuckle from his lips. "Ah, well, one must have a few secrets, ja? Keeps things interesting," he replied with a wink. As she placed the bottle on the table and inquired about glasses, Caleb waved a dismissive hand. "Glasses? Nein, I think the old-fashioned way suits us just fine. After all, we have never been ones to stand on ceremony."

He watched with amusement as Beauregard plopped back into her chair, one leg tucked beneath her in a posture that was so quintessentially her. Her words about owing him a bottle when their mission was complete brought a smile to his face, one tinged with a hint of melancholy. "I will hold you to that, Beauregard. And you are right, we will likely need multiple bottles to properly celebrate our victory." Caleb reached for the wine, deftly uncorking it with a bit of magic before taking a long swig directly from the bottle. He savored the rich, complex flavor for a moment before passing it to Beauregard.

"To the beginning of a new adventure," he said, raising the bottle in a toast before handing it over. "And to the friends who make it all worthwhile." Caleb met Beauregard's gaze, his blue eyes shining with a mix of determination and affection. "I could not ask for a better partner in this endeavor, Beauregard." He leaned back in his chair, a contemplative look settling over his features. "It will not be easy, that I have no doubt. But if there is one thing I have learned from our time with the Nein, there is little we cannot accomplish." The wizard fell silent for a moment, his gaze drifting to the window where the streets of Rexxentrum could be seen. The weight of their task settled heavily on his shoulders, but Caleb found that burden did not feel so heavy anymore, or so lonely.

Caleb turned back to Beauregard, a mischievous glint in his eye. "But enough talk of serious matters for now. I believe we have a bottle of wine to finish.” Or a couple. “And perhaps you can regale me with tales of your romantic adventures with Yasha while we drink. I am sure there are plenty.”