#cr2 fic

[seizethegrey]

Dying over this incredible art for my fic, Mistakes Aren’t Regrets, by @piscesboar25.

Thanks to the fine folks @aeor-is-for-reccing for the shout out!

[thatsparrow]

Fandom: Critical Role (Web Series) Rating: General Audiences Characters: Mollymauk Tealeaf, Gustav Fletching, Desmond Moondrop Additional Tags: Alternate Universe - Science Fiction, Artificial Intelligence, AI Character Given "Human" Body Words: 1,150

> run nonagon.exe

> run

> run

> run

> runnnnnnnnn—

THIS SESSION HAS BEEN TERMINATED.

 —

 "Did it work?"

"Not sure, Gustav. The file was pretty corrupted." The man's voice drops a little. "You sure this is a good idea? There could have been anything on that program. What exactly are we waking up here?"

The first man, Gustav, claps the other on the shoulder. "Come on, Desmond. Isn't half the fun in not knowing?" He shrugs. "But if it makes you feel better, that MT model is falling apart as it is. Even if our new friend is looking for trouble, it won't get far in finding it."

"Wait, was that—?"

It—he?—isn't used to the feeling of a body. He doesn't remember much, but he does remember that. Isn't using to having a voice, either, and so opens and closes his mouth like a fish (somehow, he remembers fish) as his code figures out the connections between his neural pathways and vocal processors. The two men in front of him glance at one another.

"Take your time, friend," the one on the left says, a slight frown creasing what looks like an impressive set of scars. "Who knows how long you'd been sitting in the ship's computer. We moved you into an old MT-9 construct model we found, but the joints might be a little rusty."

No kidding, he can hear himself squeaking as he tests out his fingers, wrists, shoulders. But his mind is sharp—sharp enough to be aware of all he knows and, more to the point, all he doesn't. Specifically, much of anything about himself, as if someone went through his code and meticulously deleted all the relevant data. It's a troubling absence, but one that pales in the face of the novelty of having a body. His movements are clumsy as he shifts, stands, but that's to be expected; he's never done this before. He may not know who or what he was before, but how can this not be an improvement? As far as he knows, for the first time, he is his own man.

[murphyismz]

https://archiveofourown.org/works/44844700

and carry me out (carry me out): a widomauk fic by strawberrylark on ao3 and malloryismss on tumblr <3

this is very self indulgent and i hope you enjoy

[augentrust]

"essek stays away post-canon because he doesn't want to endanger the nein while he's on the run" absolutely valid, but also i raise you: essek knows about the one (1) time the nein were in charge of protecting an important mage and she survived approximately one week before getting violently murdered while they were — direct quote — "havin' bacon"

[wormspoor]

Inspired by “do you have enough love in your heart, to go and get your hands dirty?”

[khalliys]

Beauyasha-Week 2024: Day 1 - Stars

The first day is inspired by two beauyasha fanfics :) "keep me warm (on a cold night)" by rageyasha (filthynebula) "Under the Lights" by RaoDaos

The background is a collage of photos I took myself in Norway

[unfortunatelyevent]

thinking about essek thelyss "my entire life goal is and has always been the search for knowledge, the uncovery of mysteries, and I'll do it before everyone one way or another, no matter what I have to do, no matter the cost, but meeting you turned my life around in such a way that I would turn away the opportunity to uncover the greatest time mystery of all that's right in front of me and fix every mistake I made, just by the mere possibility that changing any of the choices I made would take you from me, nothing would make me give away any of the moments I had and will have with you.... unless it's for you, then I would do it in a heart beat" and going just a little bit more insane

[nephriteknight]

headcanon that Essek uses words in common like "bright" or "brilliant" or "enlightening" and Caleb thinks they're just nice compliments, but to essek they mean something more like "divine"

[mollywauk]

Essek learns Zemnian secretly for Caleb and was planning to use it to confess his love but instead Caleb gets hurt and Essek is tired and they've run out of healing potions and he's clumsily patching Caleb up and they're arguing about Caleb taking better care of himself and all of a sudden he's muttering in Zemnian "you fucking idiot little man" and Caleb is gawking and then Caleb is laughing and then Caleb is kissing him

[sky-scribbles]

Fandom: Critical Role (Campaign 2) Relationships: Essek Thelyss/Caleb Widogast Characters: Essek Thelyss, Caleb Widogast, Jester Lavorre, Uraya Hythenos, Beauregard Lionett, Devexian Tags: Aeor Is For Lovers, Developing Relationship, Slow Burn, Wizard Study  Sessions, The Aeor trip but with twists, Character Growth, Demisexual Essek Thelyss, Worldbuilding Warnings: Canon-typical violence Summary:

Two  wizards venture into Aeor - and find that something has woken in the  dead city’s depths. Something dangerous. Something that will force them  to decide what their pasts mean to them, and what they mean to each  other.

Chapter Eighteen: Fortune's Favour

Five months after their journey to Aeor, Caleb invites Essek to Rexxentrum.

[mini-minish]

m9 pirate + essek joins earlier + speedrun any% au 🏝

disclaimer these are just sillies for fun bc i wanted more pirate times please don't think too much about plot divergences; feel free to add your own ideas in the mix!

spoilers for the mighty nein

• fjord becomes a captain earlier

• caleb escapes the prision earlier

• while on the run and covered in tears and mud, he meets beauregard in one of her many cobalt soul escapes

• a lone half-orc captain with a cursed sword but no ship or crew walks into a bar, sees two anxious looking humans in the corner: a scrawny woman with a grumpy face and a scrawnier ginger with a towel to his recently broken nose

• seems easy enough.

• girls night!!! they steal their first boat

• rule #1 of stealing methods of transportation is that you should watch out for blue tieflings stowaways trying to get as far away from a recent problem as possible

• back on land they loose beau (got got by the soul ☝️😔), caleb gets locked up in a shady storage while looking for her and there he meets nott the brave

• fjord's first response upon seeing a goblin following his navigator is to pull the sword on it

• nott's first response upon seeing some green dude shove a sword in her face is to pull her crossbow at him

• they look up and down for beau, but she finds her way back to them eventually

• still, they'll need more hands if they want to keep their totally legally owned ship afloat

• still on land, The Circus Plot happens and they acquire two more crew members 🎉

• molly loves the ocean, yasha likes the wind

• all of them like to go up to the crow's nest and bother caleb, nott more than the others; eventually he stops hiding up there so much

• yasha starts getting anxious about her unfinished business at the same time jester stars getting anxious about their clothes not being pirate-y enough

• they lose their first ship (of pristine papers as long as you don't look at them in the light) and have to travel on land until they manage to borrow a new one without asking it's owner and with promises of never returning it

• they also lose molly :(

• but they get caduceus :) who's not very keen on being in a boat for long periods of time but he'll adjust

• one thing he'll have in common with the cat

• fjord has a problem: The Voices in his head telling him to get back on the water

• jester has a conundrum: they got all of these nice, proper pirate outfits but now they have no ship

• love wins

• she did get frumpkin his very own little coat

• in the night, as the mighty nein crew wispers around two pushed together inn tables, a cloaked figure approaches upon hearing they are in need of help

• dezran, or dez, for short, for friends, an inconspicuous sun elf from, you know, around these parts, who is in dire need of work and oh would your captain be so kind to-

• insight checks fly around the pushed together inn tables

• but all of them know each of them is running from something or someone, and not all of them have a destination in mind, so really it's not like they're going to ask.

• plus nott thinks she saw a really nice boat on the dock with it's lights all out

• welcome aboard!

• cue the guy running from stealing things having to steal things

• cue a disguised drow's inventory slots full of the strongest sunscreen balm he could find this side of the continent

• maybe caduceus or jester finds out first, around when ess- dez, for friends, got a little too reckless and a little too hurt some time or other

• but the wildmother shows caduceus a lonely star when he asks, and artagan hasn't been paying attention, and anyways that's dez, that's right, their friend who has been nothing but helpful and fun, if a little skittish depending on the weather, and who always tries jester's pastries

• besides, far from him being the only person with a fake identity at the function. he's not that special.

• when fjord and beau find out, they're suspicious, but they won't make him walk the plank. there's protocol for that.

• yasha is not one to question someone running from their past

• when nott the brave finds out, she doesn't ask what he really looks like

• when caleb widogast finds out, during a siege on the ship, he grabs essek's arm and sees the drow underneath the disguise, and wants to know who are you, but circumstances are that later, they'll talk about this later.

[seizethegrey]

Entering the sitting room, Essek finds Kingsley sprawled out on the settee. The tiefling is reading one of the novels he has been leaving around Essek’s private quarters in ever-increasing numbers. 

“Are you going to stay here forever now?” Essek asks him crossly. “Don’t you have a home to go back to?”

“Nope,” Kingsley replies, tail twitching playfully. “I’m a stray.”

“I can buy you a home, if that’s the reason you’re still here,” Essek sighs. His teeth are chattering; the tower has gotten execrably cold overnight.

“Your place suits me just fine,” Kingsley says, setting down his book. He appears to do a double-take. “Ess? Are you alright?”

“We are not doing that,” Essek protests for the umpteenth time. “That detestable nickname is not something we are doing.” His muscles are absolutely killing him, and he doesn’t know why. 

Kingsley is on his feet, approaching Essek with a look of concern on his fine features. “You look like shit, Essek,” he says. Then, with the heedless physicality the man shares with all his friends, he presses the back of his hand to Essek’s forehead. “You’re about my temperature,” he says as his frown deepens. “For a drow, that’s a hell of a fever. You’re sick.”

Thanks to @antiva-flowers, Kal and CodeSculptor for enabling me.

[s-sputnik-k]

Shadowgast ficlet - 24 footprints obtained (24 lightyears remain)

Summary:

Essek has taken many innocent lives with those pristine hands of his–so many names he’ll never know. Perhaps his own name should be somewhere in that eulogy; the good man killed in the pursuit of greatness.  And yet Caleb holds the damned perpetrators gently all the same.

Main tags: fluff, angst, emotional hurt/comfort, first kiss

Word count: 672

[nellasbookplanet]

That what if poll, but campaign 2 specifically:

A note: this isn’t about wanting to replace the campaign we got or thinking any of the above routes would've been 'better', it’s all curiosity about what could’ve been

[valakiir]

Hello lovelies! Someone on one the discord servers im on was askimg abt cr2 Daemon Aus, so this is just a reminder / notice, i guess?

I have a shadowgast daemon au series! It technically completed, but a couple lovelies have inspired me to maybe add a few more entries to the series in the furure. No idea when tho, so if u like pls do subscribe to the series ❤️

If thats not what you're looking for, i would highly recommend Chrome's some things time can't fix fic which is absolutely wonderful (Shadowgast again, abt 26k words)! It is in part what inspired me to finally write my own -- good fic inspires more fic and all that.

[demenior]

“I like books,” Eadwulf says, in that same soft tone. In Jester’s head she recalls once seeing a dog afraid of being kicked, but too hungry to resist begging for scraps.  That’s the tone in Eadwulf’s voice. “I have lots of books,” she reminds him, “and you’ve never looked at them!” Eadwulf’s nose wrinkles again, “you have lots of… fiction.” “It’s romance, but lots of them have fighting,” Jester leans up on her tiptoes to whisper, “lots of them have sex too.” Eadwulf’s grimace deepens, as if that’s worse. Jester puts her hands on her hips, “what? You’re too good for that?” “I’m an academic,” Eadwulf scoffs.

Read Chapter 11 Here