#of course perciver was gonna be there

[winn-wynn]

Can’t believe Percy’s type is quidditch players

Oliver Wood, Marcus Flint, Roger Davis, Cedric Diggory, Viktor Krum

[sol-flo]

be careful which characters you lesbanify lest you end up laying in bed at 2:30 on a sunday thinking you might really have to read the epic italian renaissance poem orlando innamorato and its sequel orlando furioso

[thedeadestartist]

To escape a time loop, the witch demands virgin blood. And well, everyone thinks they know who the virgin of the group is. And they're wrong – or are they?

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“Are you completely sure they are to be trusted, Merlin? What if the witch goes back on their word!” Arthur exclaimed.

He was frustrated. But so too were the knights and Merlin. They had been wandering a neverending woodland path for what had felt like hours. After all, why would they give in to a witch’s demands before exhausting every option?

“No, Arthur!” Merlin snapped. “I am not sure we can trust them at all, but what other option do we have at this point?”

Merlin was the first to notice that they’d been looping the same path several times over, before any of the knights. This sort of magic was something he had seen before, and he knew it was the type of curse that was near impossible to break from inside the incantation area. In his mind, the witch’s words repeated endlessly.

When the knights had come across the witch, they were simply sitting by a humble campfire, watching a pot of water with herbs and leaves boil over. Of course, Gwaine had been desperate enough to accept a drink from this total stranger. And after just one sip, the witch had risen to their feet and laughed – a sound so shrill and chilling.

“And thus, thou, King of Camelot and thyne beloved knights of the round table are cursed to wander these woods for the rest of time. The world shall continue on without thee as thy kingdom crumbles. But do not despair, men of the sword. Lest you bring me 9 drops of a virgin’s blood, I shall grant thee freedom once more.”

“Alright, bickering will get us nowhere!” Leon interrupted. “Even if we were to do what the witch asks, where are we going to find a virgin in these woods if it simply keeps repeating itself?”

Percival quickly quipped, “Well, what about one of us?”

An abrupt silence descended upon the men as they exchanged glances.

“I don’t know about the rest of you, but I’ve never seen a woman within five feet of Merlin,” Elyan spoke.

The rest of the knights turned their faces towards Merlin.

Arthur smirked.

“Well go on then, Merlin. If you really think we can trust the witch, then go ahead. 8 drops of blood is barely much of a sacrifice.”

Merlin grit his teeth. It was true that he had never been… intimate with any of the ladies he had admired. But he had a feeling deep down that something was wrong. Was it because he had the blood of a sorcerer? Would it potentially backfire – put them in danger?

As he racked his brain, he heard the familiar metallic rush of a sword being drawn.

“Gwaine, what do you think you’re doing?” Arthur said firmly, as Gwaine drew his sword.

“What, he needs a blade if he’s gonna bleed, right?”

“And you think a sword is a good idea? What if he accidentally impaled himself?” Arthur barked.

The king quickly drew his dagger and handed it very carefully into the hands of his servant. Gwaine rolled his eyes and put his sword away.

“Here, Merlin,” Arthur spoke. His words were ever so slightly more gentle than his usual biting tone.

Merlin raced through his thoughts to try and come up with an excuse. The creeping feeling that this was wrong refused to subside.

Finally he blurted, “I can’t. I can’t do it.”

“Oh come on, Merlin,” scoffed Gwaine. “It’s not like we’re asking you to cut off your entire arm.”

Before Merlin could think of a good excuse, the words slipped from his lips:

“I can’t be the one to do it… because I’m not a virgin.”

There was a beat.

Then, before anyone could react, Gwaine had swiftly taken Arthur’s dagger and lightly swiped Merlin’s arm.

“Ow, Gwaine!” Merlin huffed, but it was too late.

Small red beads of blood dripped quickly from the sorcerer's arm to the forest floor. One, two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight. Nine. The sky above them whirled and hissed, darkening in only a few seconds.

And then, the witch’s voice boomed from all sides.

“This is not the virgin blood I seek. Do not deceive me again, lest thou art willing to suffer the consequence.”

“Huh, guess he wasn’t lying,” Gwaine shrugged.

If anyone had seen Arthur’s face as the witch had spoken, they may have noticed the slight snarl of his lips, the quick flush of his face. But it soon was gone and replaced with raging concern. Tearing some cloth from his cape, the King skillfully wrapped the wound on Merlin’s arm.

“Are you alright?” he asked quickly. A little too quickly.

“Yeah, yeah. I’m fine,” Merlin quivered.

Perhaps if it were any other situation, he may have had his suspicions about Arthur’s tender touches. The way his king so swiftly and gently cleaned up the wound as best he could. But his mind was worrying about something else.

He was close to connecting the dots, he was sure. Virgin blood. He was a virgin, but obviously it hadn't worked. What did the witch mean by virgin if not a person who had not had sex? Virgin - what did that word mean? Pure? Untainted?

As Merlin fretted in silence and Arthur tended to him, Leon had quietly taken the dagger. And without warning—

“Ow! Okay, that actually really hurt!” Gwaine yelped.

The others turned quickly to him and watched as blood rolled down his palm and rolled off onto the forest floor.

And then, for Merlin, it clicked. Virgin blood – he had read about it before. Dark magic required ritual blood. And the most powerful of spells required blood that had never been used in magic before. And after so many escapades with numerous magic users, of course, Merlin’s blood had been used in magic before!

Once more, the sky hissed and darkened and the witch’s voice filled the forest.

“The deal is fulfilled, oh King of Camelot. Thou and thy company may leave this place freely.”

“Holy shit, Gwaine’s a vir–”

But before Elyan could finish his exclamation, the forest fell away and the men found themselves stirring awake by the witch’s camp fire.

Arthur was the first to scramble to his feet and brandish his sword at the woods surrounding them, his knights quick behind.

“Show yourself!” he demanded.

“It's too late,” Merlin said, simply, checking his arm – still wrapped up in Arthur's makeshift cloth bandage. “The witch would be long gone by now. That sort of spell is one you cast to get as far as you can from the people you're trapping. I've read about these spells plenty of times.”

Tired, Arthur resheathed his sword and collapsed onto the floor next to Merlin. The knights also sat themselves down, exhausted.

“Does it hurt?” Arthur whispered quickly.

“Not anymore,” Merlin answered, also in a hurried, hushed tone. “Thanks for the bandage.”

Arthur felt the words claw at his throat. He so desperately wanted to know. Who was it that Merlin had let into his heart to share a bed with? Who had this servant boy met that he did not know about? Merlin told him everything. Or at least, Merlin was such an open book that Arthur knew it all. Or at least he thought he did.

His heart beat heavy in his chest. And the question never made it into the air.

Finally, Leon broke the solemn silence that hung above all their heads.

“Look, Gwaine, you really don't need to lie about being a lady-killer. We'll love you either way.”

The knights burst into a much needed uproarious laughter and even a chuckle escaped from Merlin and Arthur.

“But I've been with loads of women!” Gwaine protested. “The witch was mistaken!”

“Sure, sure,” Percival spoke dismissively. “We definitely believe you and not some super scary witchy curse, Gwaine.”

And with that the knights rose to their feet and continued on with their journey. Arthur’s eyes lingering on Merlin's arm just a fraction of a second too long.

[innocent-cat]

Hello darling! Is it okay to request a Vax x F!Reader x Percy (love triangle) one-shot? Where the reader is a human sorcereress from a noble family and somehow ends up with Vox Machina, only for Percy and Vax to develop feelings for her (or them, if you are more comfortable) a year later and become rivals and try to impress her.

I hope this isn't too weird! And it's fine if you don't want to do it! Have a wonderful day/night! Stay safe! 🤗💖

OH MY GOD YESSSSSSSSS i actually love this idea so much

Sorceress and noble????? OF COURSE SHE HAS TIESSS WITH THE DE ROLOSSS AND THATS WHY SHE JOINSNSMNNSNS

It's awesome you clarified gender! i only do non-b pronouns when someone doesn't specify the gender. Otherwise I am happy to write for male or female!

sorry im getting excited

Vax'ildan x Reader x Percival

Warnings - idk probably gonna lean towards my bbg percy, not so obvious love triangle, swearing, im literally gonna be using f/n and shit, I'm literally rewatching to remember how to write them as I write this so good luck reading my poor memory of characters, I will use she/her, FUCK I HAD TO USE [name] IM SO SORRY, timeskip because oh my god this is so long,

"Vox Machina's (least) favorite Sorcerer.", Vax x Reader x Percy

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[F/N] - Family Name

Lady Mystra - Goddess of magic/The weave

[Name] - I was too embarrassed to use y/n

Envonium - The name of the city you are a noble to (Sorry, couldn’t avoid it)

Twinned spell - A sorcery thing that allows a sorcerer to make one spell turn into two to attack two targets, never the same one twice in a row.

You come from a very rich cultured, religious, well mannered, prestigious and otherwise very dependent on magic kingdom. It only makes sense for such a huge part of the culture surrounding the beautiful city known as "The city of the weave", purely for its well known prestigious academies of magic, to have a generally magical culture. Many everyday tasks require magic, or it is commonly frowned upon to do some actions without it.

As a noble sorcerer yourself, your parents couldn't help themselves but give you the education you needed to become stronger as a magic wielder. They began your education at a young age, which proved a struggle for you to connect with companions and school partners who surrounded you. You were always disconnected from the reality of the lives of non-nobles. Other students seemed to feel the same way, and instead of adapting for you or explaining culture to you, they excluded you, making you an outcast in your own kingdom.

Lucky for you, your parents had many allies and peace treaties with those they were more powerful than or equal to, which happened to include the de Rolos. Once they learned of their children, one of which happened to be your age, Percy, they urged them to allow you, their only daughter, to meet Percival and his siblings.

Sadly, your exclusion in school made you awkward around him, and the two of you had trouble holding conversation for a very long time during your visit to Whitestone. It wasn't until your parents mentioned to Lady and Lord de Rolo the education they put you through so you could become a stronger sorcerer, that Percy warmed up to you and began to ramble about sorcery and wizardry, of which you knew much of both.

His curious personality led to conversations that lasted hours only asking the weave, which was tiring. When you began asking him questions back, he could not help himself but go on rants about science, history, and anything he remembered learning, which was a lot. The two of you had a rivaled education.

"That's... not really how the weave works. Where did you even hear that? That's absurd." You'd quip back at his stupid questions(At least, to you, they were stupid.), that you assumed were common knowledge.

"Well- in this book- it speaks of manipulating and changing the weave to cast spells." He was always defensive, quoting books directly and going as far as showing you the page.

With a sigh, "That book is decades old. You don't manipulate the weave, you pull it. Not even pull! It is a very delicate process." You knew it would be hard to explain, because you didn't quite understand it yourself yet.

Every summer, you would visit Whitestone until they suddenly stopped responding to letters, in which your parents cautiously chose to cut ties with the kingdom, without telling you. Whenever you'd ask about it, they'd hush you or change the topic. It confused you, but deep down, you knew they knew something about it.

Of course, this lets you down. You had begun to develop feelings for the boy who showed you kindness and bonded with you over something you were very prideful in. However, you eventually had to give up asking your parents questions about this, and continued your education in the weave.

Of course, your demanding parents practically begged you to practice your magic in real world experiences so you could be truly prepared. When you showed hesitation in doing such a thing, they only pushed harder- in fact, they packed your bags for you. They gave you a lot of gold for the road, a magic bag to hold everything needed, a change of clothes, food for a few days(Bread, cheese, water.), and a map. Not much, but they knew you were more than capable of making due.

Obviously, being a noble of the [F/N] family gave you a target on your back, but it wasn't much of a problem. It seems people underestimate you because you aren't armed with anything but a quarterstaff, but it takes no less than a chromatic orb or a fireball to kill them within seconds.

With background check over, you sit in a tavern.. :3

A group of loud, drunken, lowly mercenaries are shouting across the bar and asking for trouble with several strong looking city dwellers. You can tell they have no real experience in fighting other than bullying people for their money based on their muscles and lack of scars.

You try to ignore the banter, trying to get lost in a pint of beer as you sip on it, the woozy drunk feeling freeing you from an emotional state you get late into the night when left alone to think of your family, your people, and more importantly, all the books you had to leave behind to come here.

You're brought out of your thoughts as a table goes flying over your head, followed by a mug that hits your head, wetting you with the remaining alcoholic liquid left in the cup.

You quickly snap around, rubbing your now pounding head. You ready yourself to cast a spell strong enough to rival the sun against the dirty drunken party, but you realize it was one of the burly men who like to pretend to be tough who threw the table at you. You quickly change the direction of your twinned spell, making quick work of both of them as they fall stunned to the floor. The bar fight ensues as you knock the two of them out, an elf with dark and long hair defends you as another drunken man swings at you with a makeshift weapon. It seemed like it was a leg to a chair, but you couldn't tell in the blur of the quick paced fighting.

Once the quick turned fight ends, a female ranger announces to the barkeeper that 'Vox Machina' will pay back their tab in due time. You roll your eyes, and with a groan, you begrudgingly hand up a small bag of gold to cover their tab and look at the elven woman with an extremely annoyed face. She looks back, surprised you paid their tab, and even more so surprised you have the audacity to look at her with such a face.

A white haired, taller man looks at you with extreme shock. His face is familiar, but you know better than to stare, something he must have forgotten. Your face shifts into a less disgruntled face as the barkeeper speaks to you, thanking you for kindly paying the group's tab.

With the showy smile you were taught, you give him a soft and polite 'You're very welcome. Thank you for your hospitality.'

Your conversation with the barkeeper is cut short when the brunette, elven woman loudly asks you "And who the fuck are you?"

It sounded much more like actual curiosity than impoliteness, so you choose to not respond with the same tone, instead introducing yourself.

"[Name] [F/N]." (Guys im actually so sorry for having to do that, it feels taboo bc no one likes it) One side of you hoped they knew your family name for the sake of fear or authority, but the other hoped they didn't for the sake of having new beginnings.

Their gnome cleric seemed to be working your name out, familiarity reading on her face. You can tell it clicks when she looks up at you thinking of what to say, but she instead introduces herself and the rest of the party.

"Hi.. I'm Pike, this is Grog, the two similar looking elves are twins, Vex and Vax. The druid is Keyleth, and.. Scanlan is the guy pissing on the sign right now." As she speaks you can hear the encouraging smile on her face in her voice, her friendly introduction and personality persuading you to not judge or speak ill of Vox Machina.

You smile at all of them as she introduces them, except for Scanlan, your face rests in disgust watching the half nude gnome piss on a sign, then accidentally piss on a guard of the kingdom.

You turn expectantly to the one Pike seemingly forgot to introduce, the look of disgust still on your face. He seems startled you gave him the sour face, and you quickly fix it. You wave a beckoning motion at him to introduce himself.

"My name is Percival Fredrickstein Von Musel Klossowski de Rolo III'' You finally realize who he is, and your face contorts to curiosity, but there's a small amount of disgust evident in it as well.

You have no clue what his family might have done to your’s for them to cut ties with his, but it couldn't have been good. Your mother always fought your father to keep as many allies as possible, and it was very rare for them to both agree on cutting ties.

Rolling your eyes at his long introduction, you cross your arms. The wisp of cold night wind swishes through your hair, as you feel it on your neck. You look up at him like scum under your foot, standing a distance of around 4 feet away from him.

"Do.. you guys know each other?" Pike asks you awkwardly, the rest of the party staring at the two of you awkwardly as well, noticing your repulsed face and Percy's face of surprise.

You scoff. "Know each other? No no.. we're only childhood best friends of neighboring kingdoms." Your voice seethes in sarcasm, your gaze not leaving Percy.

A new voice enters the awkward situation, the elven rogue, Vax, who protected you earlier.

"Yeah, you two really seem to be bonded to the core." His sarcasm matches your's, and you laugh softly, finally turning away from the silent Percy.

Walking towards him to converse, your face changes to a more smug than angry expression, your eyebrows still turned downward. The two of you banter for a moment before Scanlan awkwardly reveals a request for mercenaries.

"You guys wouldn't mind if I joined you, right? It's been a long while since I've been part of a party, and even longer since I’ve seen Percy." You ask Pike, who you assume is the leader of the party as she seems most responsible.

"It never hurts to have a few extra hands!" You can tell she's still dwelling on your interaction with Percy, as her tone is sensitive and her words practically dance around what just happened.

(Timeskip because theres literally a gap in writing in the show BECAUSE I DONT FUKCING KNOW WHAT TO DO HELP)

Waking up in the morning and climbing the stairs up to the ruler of Emon was a struggle, and you couldn't help but cast an ice spell to soothe the headache you currently had. Percy had tried to talk to you a few times, but you had shrugged him off at every opportunity. He opted to walk in the front of the group, conversing lightly with Vex and Keyleth.

It was nice talking to Vax so casually, as it wasn't an opportunity given to you often to speak informally. He gave you a few confused glances whenever you slipped up and started speaking formally, and you'd let out an awkward laugh and wave your hand in front of your face to try and get him to ignore it.

"So- what brings you to Emon?"

"My mother and father pushed me out of the kingg..domm.. I just want to practice my sorcery. I haven't really used it outside of learning it in practice." You trail off, when he gives you a weird look after mentioning your home.

"Oh. Really? That sounds.. wonderful. You seem a truly powerful sorcerer." He replies to you with an awkward smile on his face, trying to keep the conversation flowing with you as best as possible.

Once the party reaches the doors, Trinket, Vex's pet bear, stays on the outside of the doors with the guards. The party all make an awkward introduction, and you attempt to quip that you aren’t part of Vox Machina perse, but Scanlan quickly spoke over you in song, and went over you quite quickly, introducing you as “The sorcerer princess of the city of the weave!” And honestly? You had to admit it was better than anything you were expecting him to say about you, even if he had gotten some facts wrong.

A ‘punch in the gut’ feeling washed over you as you remember that you are a high status noble walking among a group of barfing, hungover mercenaries, and you look just as hungover as the rest of them. You quickly straighten yourself out and push around Vax with a soft ‘Sorry..’ and stand next to Percy, hoping to look better next to him, another noble. He seems surprised but ignores it, letting Scanlan bullshit you guys through the ‘meeting’ you had interrupted by walking in. Eventually, Emon’s ruler and a few advisers approve of your group saving the kingdom, in exchange for a very large box presumably full of gold coins.

You all quickly board the boat like aircraft, shuffling to stand near the railing, you find yourself standing next to Percy after not wanting to interrupt whatever was going on between Vex and Vax, opting to not seem rude or nosy. You of course, keep your space between you and him, and lean on the rail, debating on starting the conversation.

And you do.

“So.. what could the de Rolos have done to have angered the [F/N]s?” You ask, sarcastically, but genuinely curious.

Percy turns and looks at you with a face of bewilderment. “What did we do? What are you talking about?” Percy’s voice has anger lacing through it, and he wasn’t trying to hide it, but it’s not like he was trying to show it either.

“I mean, what did you guys do? Lord de Rolo stopped responding to my mother’s letters, and one day both mother and father refused to speak of Whitestone. It was like you guys did some horrible offense against lady Mystra, or, I don’t know, maybe betrayed one of our stronger alliances?” You dig deeper under his skin unknowingly, your face only showing confusion.

Percy’s stance changed, and he turned his body to face you. “My father stopped responding to your mother’s letters because he was murdered. They.. were all murdered. I ran from my kingdom, barely escaping my attackers, and I assumed you did your’s?”

Your mouth drops ever so slightly in shock, but you quickly close it. “I’m so sorry, Percy. I had no clue. I wish I could have convinced my parents to do something.. And no, I didn’t run from Evonium. My parents sent me away to become stronger.. I finally graduated from my academy.” Your eyes are glossy, as if hurt for Percy for what happened to his family. Your expression was soft, and pitiful. It almost completely contrasted the look you gave him at the bar, if it weren’t for that same pitiful look that knitted in your eyebrows as the wind blew against your face.

He turns away, unwilling to think about the look you had given him. He sighs. “It’s quite alright. I don’t blame you for assuming our families crossed one another. If I was in your position I would have done the same.”

You scoot closer to him, but leave room to breathe. You felt selfish for wanting to heal your relationship so fast, so you would let him choose when the wound was closed.

You felt eyes burning into the back of your head, but you tried ignoring it. Unaware it was Vax, you choose not to turn, and hope it was nothing. It seems he doesn’t want the wound to close at all, and he has a face that reads jealousy. He turns back to Vex, continuing their conversation and trying to shake off the feeling he had about you and Percy.

The ship shakes, and quickly levitates to the ground, a small wooden town ahead of you. The tents were torn, and burns were evident in the wood that kept the cloth up. It didn’t look like the work of a reckless wizard or sorcerer, and it seemed like it came haphazardly from above. You slowly walk down the aircraft beside Percy in silence. Scanlan makes some kind of sexual comment to the woman who brought us here, to which she ignores and promptly leaves without a word. You can’t help but roll your eyes at him.

You and Percy walk awkwardly behind everyone else, as Vax walks beside Keyleth, Pike next to Grog, and Vex next to Scanlan, which she was visibly upset about. However, she didn’t seem too upset as the two bantered sarcastically back and forth. The trail to the tents begins to go down hill, the path muddy and slippery. You try to hold onto Percy’s shoulder as you walk down, in which he drapes an arm around your waist in response to, trying to help support you, but it only brings you flashes of your childhood crush on him, and you fail to pay attention to the floor, despite having a staring contest with it.

You slip, falling backwards for only moments before Percy’s hand grips your hip, his arm already behind your back to support you, and pulls you back up. It was a pull with quick strength that was more of a reflex than an action, and it pulls you nearly face to face. You blush, and mutter a quick ‘Thanks, Percy.’, and he looks away with a quickly spoken, flustered, “Yeah! Yes. Of course.” as if he was trying to pull himself together. You pull away, but keep your hand on Percy’s shoulder until fully down the slope.

Vax turns around to look at the commotion, and he catches a glimpse of you blushing at Percy. He can’t help but scoff at it, and turns back around to talk to Keyleth, only really half talking to her, and her only really half talking to him.

[yertle-the-turtle6678]

IM BACK AND I HAVE PERCIVER HEAD CANONS TO SHARE!!!

They meet in first year on the Hogwarts express. Percy's holding a giant book on third year divination. While this makes him a less attractive friend in the eyes of others', it's what brings Oliver Wood to the same train car as him. They introduce themselves and shake hands.

In second year, Oliver makes the Quidditch team as their keeper. Percy still spends the majority of his time indoors, but he goes to Ollie's practices and games every once in a while. After one specific game, Oliver comes back to the dorm with his breath cut short and with tears in his eyes. He stops breathing and the world goes spinning between each of his eyes; a panic attack, madame Pomphrey later describes it. The crowd triggered it.

Percy comforts him, sits on the same floor as him, rubbing the boy's back, repeating reassurance: "you're safe here,"

"You were good out there, really."

"I'll sit with you for as long as it takes."

Oliver comes to with his head on Percy's shoulder.

In third year, Percy goes to every practice and every game. He rubs Oliver's back when he returns to the dorm. When he loses for the first time, Percy has to chase him to stop him from running away, never to be found again.

"Hey, listen," Percy says, out of breath from the running. He doesn't understand how Oliver's barely breaking a sweat. "Tell me, okay? What went wrong out there?"

He gives Oliver a minute to pause and think.

Oliver gathers his thoughts and his breath. The sweat dripping down his neck fuels him, gives him energy. It clouds his head. He needs to calm down.

"I slipped on my broom." He says finally. "I wasn't planted on it properly."

"Good. What are you gonna do to fix it?" Percy replies, breathing better.

"I'll improve my grip."

"Good."

The two of them stand there, just breathing.

"Thanks."

In fourth year, they have the Yule Ball. Both of them are fifteen. Their year mates are out and about minging, asking each other out. The two of them stay where they are. They don't speak of the ball.

They go to the dance together, as friends of course. Percy keeps adjusting the collar to his hand-me-down dress robes. Oliver assures him that his attire is charming.

He sighs.

"If you had to wear these, I guarantee you'd understand me." Percy says. Over the summer his voice has changed. It's deeper and richer. Oliver loves it. Wishes he could taste it. Wishes these thoughts would go away. He grins and laughs Percy off.

When it's time to dance, they run away to a balcony that Percy didn't even know existed. They laugh and chat, making jokes at the dancers' expenses. Percy's had a bit to drink, (had he known the punch was alcoholic, he wouldn't have gone near it) and his face is flushed deep red.

"AND- and then when the-" he howls laughter. Oliver has to stop him from falling over himself.

Oliver thinks... He can't think at all. Suddenly. The two of them are so close together. He's got his arm around Percy's back and Percy's leaning against him, hands on Oliver's chest, still laughing. When he stops and catches his breath, though, the two of them seem to freeze. Oliver's heart skips a beat when he can physically feel Percy tensing up.

He kisses him.

Very awkwardly.

He made little action with his lips, just gently brushing his against the other boy's. The boy in question grins. Now it's Oliver's turn to flush deep red.

"ha-HA! No, wait, no, Oliver, wait."

Percy pulls Oliver back towards him by the arm. They're tangled with each other again, Oliver giving in to the urge to smile, just a bit, even after being embarrassed.

They kiss. Properly this time. It's the best thing Oliver's felt in his life. When they pull away, he whispers,

"Are you my boyfriend now?"

Percy smiles.

"Yes."

In fifth year, nightmares attack. O.W.Ls. Percy never sleeps anymore.

Oliver has to drag him away from his work table and force him onto his bed. When that bed later becomes repurposed for more studies, Oliver forces him onto his own bed. They sleep together and their dorm mates start getting suspicious.

Oliver sleeps in pajama bottoms and nothing else. Percy sleeps in a sweater and boxers. They spoon and Oliver rests his arm in front of Percy's only exit to stop him from crawling out of bed to study. Little does he know, Percy would never dare leave.

During the waking hours, Oliver drags Percy to other important places, such as breakfast, lunch, and dinner. The outdoors. Interaction with other human beings. It's a tough life out here for him.

When the exams finally start approaching, they do not stop making out. It's the only thing that gets Percy's mind off things. Only because there's nothing more distracting than Oliver's mouth.

To his own surprise and nobody else's, Percy passes his O.W.Ls with flying colours. Oliver passes alright despite not studying.

In sixth year it's the same for their N.E.W.Ts.

Something changes in the relationship between Percy and the rest of the student body, especially the girls. Oliver knows he's gotten taller. And his freckles have cleared enough for his gorgeous face to be visible. His voice is still as beautiful as it was in fourth year. He's started rolling up the sleeves of his sweaters, and the halls seem to swoon rapidly when they spot his forearms. Oliver always knew that Percy could have this power over people; he'd been subject to it himself. But it annoys him. And what's even worse is that Percy doesnt seem to notice when he's being flirted with.

He gets into the habit of writing on Oliver with pens, a strange Muggle device that's actually pretty nifty. Some mornings, Oliver wakes up with markings he doesn't even remember. Percy writes on his chest a lot. Draws on his collarbone. The most repeated word is Percy's name.

Oliver looks in the mirror one day, at his shirtless body.

PROPERTY OF PERCIVAL IGNATIUS WEASLEY

It says this all over his torso.

He grins. No one's stealing Percy from him anytime soon.

They pass their N.E.W.Ts.

The Summer Before Seventh Year

France is a gorgeous place, Oliver realises. Filled with gorgeous girls, too. He's lounging at the beach when one of them asks him out. He's put on the spot and exposed, wearing nothing but his swimming shorts and sunglasses. He fumbles over his words.

"Err, I mean, no..." The girl frowns. She has gorgeous eyes. "I mean, yes, sure. Is Friday at 7 PM okay with you?"

It doesn't even occur to him that she's a Muggle.

Immediately after he's uttered these words, he regrets it. But he can't stand her up. And she's already walking away. Merlin, Percy's gonna kill him.

It's just one date and Oliver doesn't even enjoy. They don't touch each other at all; they don't even hold hands. But Oliver knows what he's done, and he knows what he has to do.

He writes a letter.

I love you. I'm sorry. I couldn't live with myself if I kept it secret.

He sends it away with his black owl.

At the Burrow, Percy receives two letters back to back on his birthday. The first is from Hogwarts, confirmation that he's this year's Head Boy. He jumps around the kitchen, all dignity forgotten, and hugs his mother with an enormous grin on his face.

The second is from Oliver.

How quickly Percy's face turns sour. Mrs Weasley asks if he's okay.

Tears sting his eyes. Outside, he tells his mother everything.

One day before the start of the school year, the Weasley's are staying at the Leakey Cauldron overnight. Percy hears pebbles being thrown at his window and goes to see who it is.

Oliver Wood. Merlin.

Percy goes downstairs, striding towards his partner. Punches him in the face and immediately feels bad, but doesn't let that stop him. His voice is somewhere between a whisper and a yell and a sob,

"How could you?"

"I'm so sorry, Percy."

"Why did you do it?"

"We didn't do anything. Didn't touch her. I remember what you wrote on me."

Percy breathes in deep.

"I wasn't talking about just your body, Oliver. I was talking about you. All of you." He exhales, trying to hold himself together.

"I wouldn't think twice about rejecting some Muggle girl for you. You think I didn't notice when the whole female population at school suddenly wanted to date me? Just because of my body? I resisted them for you, Oliver. Because I love you. Why couldn't you do that for me?"

"I don't know. I'm so, so sorry."

They decide to take a break from their relationship. When they start attending school again, their dorm mates wonder why they've stopped sleeping together.

[change-is-perceivable]

Change is Perceivable 2024 has now fully drawn to a close!

In the end we had a total of 41 works sent in for this.

I'm so impressed with everything that was turned in, you are all amazing for participating. Thank you so much!!

I hope everyone who chose to participate had as much fun as I did!

First off we have three amazing pieces of art

🦋Monster 🪻Confession 🦋Sleep + Photo

All three were made by @ablique!

Two Podfics

🦋 Storytime Naps by EliseDonut [3m, Percy Weasley/Oliver Wood]

🪻Prompt: Sleep 🪻Summary: Oliver wants Percy's attention but also doesn't want to make him give up his limited reading time.

🦋 Cheese Wiz by AlihotsyTotsy read by EliseDonut [7m, Luna Lovegood/Percy Weasley]

🪻Prompt: Captivate 🪻Summary: Percy has a very special guest on his Wizarding Wireless talk show about cheese-making.

And Lastly, Thirty-Six fanfics

Which I have elected to post in alphabetical order

🦋After Dawn Delight by SiobhanHazel

[Viktor Krum/Percy Weasley]

🪻Prompt: Change 🪻Summary: Percy wishes Viktor would eat a proper meal, but unfortunately, Viktor distracts him from cooking breakfast.

🦋 and my love remind me, what was it that i said? by armadilloradio

[Ginny Weasley & Percy Weasley]

🪻Prompt: Promise 🪻Summary: “Promise?” “Of course.” Ginny didn't look convinced. “Pinky swear it.” “Pinky-what?” Percy asked, finally sitting up.

🦋 Chances by EliseDonut

[Penelope Clearwater/Percy Weasley]

🪻Prompt: Bathtub 🪻Summary: Penelope wants Percy to take a bath with her.

🦋 Choose by pink_turtle

[Tom Riddle/Percy Weasley]

🪻Prompt: Rebellion 🪻Summary: The Weasley family farm is failing. Molly and Arthur forbid Percy from going to their Lord for help. Percy rebels against them.

🦋 Confession by taslowrites

[Bill Weasley & Percy Weasley]

🪻Prompt: Confession 🪻Summary: Percy and Bill have a conversation at the pub

🦋 Don't try and drink your grief away by Lucigoo89

[Fred Weasley & George Weasley & Percy Weasley]

🪻Prompt: Confession 🪻Summary: Percy is blaming himself for Fred's death, after all he is the one who spoke to him, joked with him last. He isn't coping well and has resorted to drinking. Drunk Percy does something unthinkingly. Something he can't remember doing.

🦋 I need to confess something by moony_and_mad

[Percy Weasley/Oliver Wood]

🪻Prompt: Confession 🪻Summary: Percy find the courage to announce something to all his family at dinner.

🦋 I Promise to Protect You From Monsters, Real or Fake by pink_turtle

[Ginny Weasley & Percy Weasley]

🪻Prompt: Promise + Monster 🪻Summary: Ginny wakes Percy up in the middle of the night. She's terrified of the monster in her closet.

🦋 In a galaxy of stars, you will always shine the brightest by ShiverMeTimbersCaptain

[Barty Crouch Jr./Percy Weasley]

🪻Prompt: Facade + Captivate 🪻Summary: He's outside again. Lurking in the hall. He can tell. Quiet as a mouse, a wisp in the corner, invisible, Percy will know he's there. He always knows when Barty's there. The surprise on his face when he opens the door is almost laughable.

🦋 It Doesn't Have to be Love by EliseDonut

[Roger Davies/Percy Weasley]

🪻Prompt: Freckle 🪻Summary: Roger's starting to understand Percy's appeal.

🦋 it's gonna cause a scene by armadilloradio

[Bill Weasley & Charlie Weasley & Percy Weasley]

🪻Prompt: Confession + Puzzle 🪻Summary: The downside to not tasting the liquor, however, was that Percy quickly forgot it was even there. And while his drinks were limited, it didn't take much before he started swaying slightly where he sat and lost control of his tongue. The latter would prove to be his undoing, and later on would be the reason he only drank around people he knew and trusted. But for now, Percy remained blissfully unaware, pressed against Charlie’s side while Ezra declared yet another victory.

🦋 Life-changing by DiAngeloFan

[Percy Weasley/Oliver Wood]

🪻Prompt: Facade, Captivate, Change + Perceive 🪻Summary: Just a sweet perciver one-shot for Percy Weasley Appreciation Week!

🦋 Make a promise by moony_and_mad

[Percy Weasley/Oliver Wood]

🪻Prompt: Promise 🪻Summary: Dopo la guerra, Percy Weasley è una persona completamente nuova e vuole riconnettersi con qualcuno del suo passato.

🦋 monster like me by AlihotsyTotsy

[Pansy Parkinson/Percy Weasley]

🪻Prompt: Monster 🪻Summary: Percy let his staff leave early for the Anniversary Celebration, but he noticed one person stayed behind.

🦋 Monsters and Men, are we not the same? by ShiverMeTimbersCaptain

[Marcus Flint/Percy Weasley]

🪻Prompt: Monster 🪻Summary: He comes to him like a stray, timid, dangerous. Just glimpses through the trees. He is watching him, Percy knows this. The villagers say there is a monster in the forest. To beware of the old house, cursed and haunted by this beast. Percy calls him his monster, in his head.

🦋 Nothing Will Happen by EliseDonut

[Percy Weasley]

🪻Prompt: Alone 🪻Summary: Everything will be fine. A simple set of rounds, so what if he's alone. Nothing will happen…

🦋 of the truthful by starsailing

[Bill Weasley & Percy Weasley]

🪻Prompt: Bathtub 🪻Summary: The war rendered most of Bill's capacity as a big brother useless. No Quidditch games outside, no adventures, no protection against Death Eaters. But at least he could give Percy a good birthday, right?

🦋Oh, everything is solid gold by SarkyLittleMonster

[Cedric Diggory/Percy Weasley]

🪻Prompt: Goblet 🪻Summary: 'Do you mind?' He snaps and then immediately feels like a dick for the hurt expression Cedric gives him. Cedric Diggory, is everything a Hufflepuff should be. Kind and good natured, fair and loyal with a good sense of humour, sporty and a B grade student at the very least. He's an extremely likable person. The only annoying thing about him being that he does not give up. And by giving up, Percy is referring to his seeming infatuation with him. He's tried everything. To let him down slowly with hints and kind gestures, to avoid and ignore him, sometimes just pointblank booking it when the sixth year approaches him, but it is all in vain. He's like a fucking daisy or something, just popping up everywhere and being cheerful. And Percy doesn't have the heart to tell him to get lost. If he's honest with himself, he doesn't want to tell Cedric to get lost.

🦋 Old Obsessions are Hard to Smother by EliseDonut

[Colin Creevey/Percy Weasley]

🪻Prompt: Photo 🪻Summary: Colin just finished developing a new reel of film, but a sight outside the window has him forgetting all about it.

🦋 Poinciana by lapis_059

[Percy Weasley & Weasley Family]

🪻Prompt: Assorted 🪻Summary: Percy was kiddnapped by a Math teacher.

🦋Promise by taslowrites

[Ginny Weasley & Percy Weasley]

🪻Prompt: Promise 🪻Summary: Percy heads back to the Burrow after the war.

🦋 A Promise of Protection by EliseDonut

[Colin Creevey/Percy Weasley]

🪻Prompt: Promise 🪻Summary: Colin Creevey was his soulmate. So, he would do anything in his power to keep him safe.

🦋 Rebel Rebel by moony_and_mad

[Percy Weasley/Original Male Character]

🪻Prompt: Rebellion 🪻Summary: Through the melodic notes of Rebel Rebel from David Bowie, Percy Weasley jig all night in a pub.

🦋Red Looks so Good on You by EliseDonut

[Marcus Flint/Percy Weasley]

🪻Prompt: Puzzle 🪻Summary: With the rain coming down like this, Percy would rather be in bed then be tutoring Marcus Flint.

🦋 Snowglobe Rebound by EliseDonut

[Colin Creevey/Percy Weasley]

🪻Prompt: Comfort 🪻Summary: Audrey broke up with him. Not only that but she cheated on him. A trip that was only meant to last a few weeks turned into her leaving him for some childhood friend he'd never even heard of. Three years of his life, gone just like that.

🦋the sounds of silence by armadilloradio

[Percy Weasley]

🪻Prompt: Sleep 🪻Summary: The first time Oliver spent a night at the Burrow, he made a comment about how it was no wonder Percy liked quiet with how loud his house was all the time. Said he wasn't sure how Percy could fall asleep with the ghoul in the attic, the chickens outside, and people running around all night. At the time, Percy just shrugged, and joked that he couldn't wait until he could cast a silencing spell over his room. That it would help him sleep better. Percy decided now that he never wanted silence again.

🦋 sweet like summer, sapphire eyes by armadilloradio

[Marcus Flint/Percy Weasley]

🪻Prompt: Change 🪻Summary: She huffed, “You're insufferable.” Funny how it was said with such fondness now. The first time she had said that to him, after he made a snide comment about her family, she’d truly meant it. “So are you. It’s why this marriage worked.”

🦋 take me to church by hozier by Ignatius P (Jackson_Overland_Frost)

[Tom Riddle/Percy Weasley]

🪻Prompt: Promise + Monster 🪻Summary: And yet, it has been a long time since he has knelt here, before this particular throne, since he has been of service. It has been a long time since his god wanted him, and Percy turned him away.

🦋tangerine by glass animals by Ignatius P (Jackson_Overland_Frost)

[Percy Weasley]

🪻Prompt: Comfort + Goblet 🪻Summary: He takes the goblet from Voldemort’s outstretched hand, peering absently into its depths; the wine is dark red, almost black, but not nearly viscous or opaque enough to be mistaken for blood.

🦋 then somebody's discovering you by armadilloradio [Penelope Clearwater & Percy Weasley]

🪻Prompt: Alone 🪻Summary: Percy resisted the urge to roll his eyes. He liked being alone. And he had friends — well, a friend, and so what Oliver was busy with Quidditch this year? Percy didn't need someone around all the time, and he quite enjoyed that his quiet study time in their dorm lasted longer now that Oliver had something to do.

🦋There's a monster under my bed by Lucigoo89

[Fred Weasley & George Weasley & Percy Weasley]

🪻Prompt: Monster 🪻Summary: There's a monster in Percy's room and no one will help him deal with it. Instead he is facing his bedroom door, wondering if anyone will care if the monster eats him. It's hard being the good boy in such a large, chaotic family sometimes.

🦋 Those things I miss, but know are never comin' back by SarkyLittleMonster 

[Percy Weasley/Oliver Wood, Audrey Weasley/Percy Weasley]

🪻Prompt: Alone 🪻Summary: Percy Weasley is the last Weasley. He goes back to The Burrow. ~ He had his first kiss in this room. It seemed so much bigger than, crowded back against the washer, arms looped around broad shoulders. Oliver's picture smiles inside his wallet, waves at the cracked old leather, jostles against Audrey, while she ducks her head down. First love, faded to silver. Second love, tarnished like gold. ~

🦋 when my heart starts beating, lungs stop breathing by armadilloradio

[Audrey Weasley/Percy Weasley]

🪻Prompt: Captivate 🪻Summary: “I’m actually running a gallery later this week and some of my works will be on display. You should stop by! You don't have to buy anything, of course, but just come to look around! I can even show you around.” She had grinned at him, and Percy was sure his heart stopped. After a moment, Percy realized she was waiting for a reply, and he quickly said, “Yes, yes, of course, I can stop by. If my work schedule allows it, that is.” Merlin and Morgana, Percy needed to get a grip.

🦋 Why Didn't You Tell Me? by pink_turtle

[Percy Weasley/Oliver Wood]

🪻Prompt: Confession 🪻Summary: Oliver writes Percy a letter.

🦋 You called me pretty and I told you you were wrong by SarkyLittleMonster

[Percy Weasley/Oliver Wood]

🪻Prompt: Captivate 🪻Summary: ~He learnt to write to his mother once every two weeks, to let his siblings check up on him on weekends, to let Minerva vanish the bottles of cheap vodka from under his bed, to go to his meetings once a month, take a walk in the evenings, eat food again. He was doing so well. Just on the edge of happiness, just enough removed without being entirely unattached. And then Oliver Wood.~ Or: middle-aged (ish. I tried) perciver where they're both idiots and professors at Hogwarts

🦋 you're too sweet for me by armadilloradio

[Percy Weasley/Oliver Wood]

🪻Prompt: Comfort 🪻Summary: After a stressful day of trials and being at the Ministry, Percy walked into their flat and beelined for the sofa where Oliver sat. Oliver might have said a ‘hello’ or gave Percy a gentle smile, but Percy all but collapsed onto him before he could. And Oliver, like the saint he was, pulled Percy close.

[slashingdisneypasta]

Spotify Wrapped Prompts !

Sorry it took me a week!! 😅 But here they are, for those of you who requested in the comments section ^^ (Those of you who requested in the ask box, I will answer you individually cuz its just easier ^^ )

Some are much longer then others. Some are just sentences. Its just whatever came to mind regarding to song! And no, I'm not giving you the song XD Just a line or two. If you wanna do sleuthing that's your prerogative but its mostly country and I know that's not everyone's cuppa tea 😅😅😅 Without further ado- here we go!

Included down below; Professor Ratigan (3), Judge Claude Frollo (6+7), Bill Sykes (13), Percival C McLeach (14), Wheezy Weasel (39), Hades (66) and Jafar (77).

3. Professor Ratigan Prompt 🎶'If you go down, I'm goin' down too'🎶

"You are my husband. If you go down, I go down with you. There are no if's and's or but's about it."

"My dear... That's not going to happen."

"I know- I know." Do you? You should, because he's so smart and you trust him, but still there's a nagging itch in the back of your mind telling you that one of these days one of these things is gonna fail. Taking a deep breath, you squeeze his hands in yours. "I just... want you to know."

With one of those dark and sinister smirks on his face, Ratigan gives you a kiss on the forehead; speaking lowly only to you. "Then we'll go down together, hmm? Two burial plots side-by-side~ "

6. Judge Claude Frollo Prompt (Fem Reader) 🎶'Jezebel, you're bound for Hell.'🎶

You're a woman who murdered her father's lover (You couldn't bear for your mothers heart to be broken) and find yourself under the judgment of one Judge Claude Frollo.

Will he send you to the gallows for your crime? Maybe not, if you keep flirting with him from across the courtroom.

Bat your eyelashes, Smirk those pretty lips, Make sure he gets a good look at your legs when you shift in your chair, do all these things in order to survive. Maybe you're only doing it to survive, maybe you actually like it. The way he looks at you.

7. Judge Claude Frollo Prompt 🎶 'Don't lie, I know you think about it in the back of your mind' 🎶

You're just a secretary in the office and the judge has made it quite clear what he wants from you. You refused him steadfast, of course, because you have dignity. And you're saving yourself.

But you cant stop thinking about it. What it might be like to say yes.

You know perfectly well that you shouldn't but with every day that goes by, your resolve grows thinner and thinner.

13. Bill Sykes Prompt 🎶'Thirty-one, waiting tables. She has They have a voice of an angel. Out of money and power. She only sings in the shower'🎶

You were working a dead-end job, living a dead-end unloved life until Bill Sykes walked into the diner you wait at. He walked in at the stroke of 4 in the afternoon, when you were supposed to leave- so, you weren't happy about it that day but had to go help him.

It was a curse at the time but now he has you singing at beautiful clubs and you have a penthouse and you don't have to wait anymore. People love you.

And yes he scares you sometimes- but the terrible man can be undone by your voice.

14. Percival C McLeach Prompt 🎶'I like em unavailable; guess that's just me.'🎶

You have a long history of going for the Wrong Guy. They're wrong because they're always taken already, a fact you only discover after the fact.

Now here's this guy- a rugged Australian guy from the middle of the outback. He's older and kindof uneducated and kind of brash but he always takes his hat off when he talks to you and opens doors for you, and... you're developing feelings for him.

He's completely not your type- you don't think he's ever dated before, and he definitely wouldn't have the sense of subtlety to pull off cheating. He wants you to be his one and only.

He thinks you're amazing. He thinks you're smart, funny, interesting, and beautiful. You feel kind of... greedy... finally having someone who just wants you.

But you're gonna make the jump. Whatever happens, happens. But at least this one truly wants you.

39. Wheezy Weasel Prompt 🎶'It's genius It's gonna be awfully rough on those children'🎶 This one's a little different! You got a Newsies Song, The Bottom Line (My favourite) so I- obviously- had to do something sticking with that theme XD

NewsiesAU!

Imagine you're in the position of Joseph Pulitzer's secretary (Hannah's character). You only got this job to be a help to the Toon Patrol (Wheezy, especially ^^). In this position you could easily sway the writing in the papers in the patrols favour, striking out any bad press. Yes, they would still get a bad reputation via word of mouth but it would be unofficial. Good notoriety in the papers would at least offer them some mystique.

This is hard enough on you. You hate deceiving people. You hate what the Toon Patrol do! But you love Wheezy, and you have to help him.

When Joseph bumps up the price of the papers, making life so so much more difficult for the newsies- the poor children, - to do their jobs and earn enough money to even feed themselves- you go home overwhelmed and in tears.

Wheezy's there to gather you in his arms and glare at Smartass when he sighs at you (How silly you are (Its just business)). He never wanted you to do this job! He never wanted you to be apart of this crap.

And now here you are sobbing because you're so stressed out and so sad- and- he's gotta get you out of this. He will get you out of this.

66. Hades Prompt 🎶'Dressed to kill'🎶

Imagine being a indebted servant to Hades along with Meg except you don't do a whole lot of the... communications work, that Meg does. So you don't have to look as nice all the time. You're often in the underworld with Hades helping him strategize and doing paperwork-type stuffs. You're closer with Hades then Meg is but it has never been a flirty thing, with you two. Just friendly. He's grown to actually like you- he's happy when you're around- you can calm him down when he's starting to lose his temper.

And honestly you like him, too. Despite the indenture. Somehow.

One day by some miracle Hades is in such a good mood, he lets you and Meg go for the day. You can do whatever you like but be back by sunset or he'll be pissed.

So you take the opportunity to wear something prettier then usual! Why not??

... When Hades sees you both leaving, that's when the penny finally drops.

He loves you.

How the hell did this happen!??-

77. Jafar Prompt (Fem Reader) 🎶'He don't know it 'cause I sure don't show it. When I kiss him goodbye and I wish him good luck'🎶

You try so hard to hide it; pretend like you're the perfect wife and you have no secrets. When you kiss your husband goodbye before you separate for the day, him going to the kitchens to work and you to laundry rooms, you look like the perfect young couple.

No one expects a thing.

Except you're truly being courted by a tall, dark, devastatingly handsome man you cant tell a soul about. And your husband, likewise, has a gentleman of his own to hide.

At night Jafar will meet you in the gardens where no one but the princess and the Sultan are allowed to roam, except they're asleep when you slip by. You're all his then and, truly, you're all his all the other hours in a day.

And he's all yours ^^

-But you cant tell a soul.

These are all Free to Use if you want ^^ Please tag me if you do use them! I so so wanna read them! ^^

Thank you so much for participating! ^^

[the-obnoxious-sibling]

Hi Meredith! I'm a huge Buggy fan and I LOVE your analysis about the manga and I want to share this idea with you. I found myself thinking about Ace, well, we know he met Shanks when he was still with the Spade Pirates and wished to see his "little brother savior", but his meeting with Buggy was a totally different story. At that point years had passed and he was in Whitebeard's fleet as a "son" and commander, looking for revenge on Teach. That makes me wonder... was it really some casuality that he showed up in the Big Top or maybe, just maybe, he was curious to see the other man that was raised by his real father? I mean, I'm sure the old Newgate told something about Roger's past to him, even if Ace denied his origins. if I were in him I would be intrigued, plus it is clear by his acting on the ship that he percives no treat in Buggy, he's clearly not there because he's worried for Luffy, rather he enjoys the meeting very much.

It might be just my fantasy but I'd like to know your opinion.

Love!

[on ao3]

“you’re bold as brass, kid, i’ll give you that,” marco the phoenix said, the twentieth or thirtieth time he patched ace up. “fight a warlord for five days straight for a chance to meet your first emperor, lose impressively enough that pops offers you a spot on his ship, and what do you do with that? try to kill him every day for months.” smiling, he shook his head in a way that infuriated ace, like he thought knew better than ace how things were gonna go.

(he had, of course. ace was hardly the first hotheaded kid marco had seen make the transition from enemy to son—though ace did take the longest time about it.)

“not my first emperor,” was all ace bothered to say in response.

“oh? who else?” marco looked ace over and decided, “not kaidou, not if you attack all emperors on sight. he’s not half as nice as pops.”

ace snorted, grimaced at the spatter of blood this threw across the bandages marco had just finished tying off, and, wiping his nose with the back of his hand, said, “no, it was shanks. and i wasn’t there to kill him.”

marco startled. “oh man, i keep forgetting that kid’s an emperor now! time flies…”

ace sat up. “you know shanks?” he couldn’t help but be curious—he didn’t know much about the man who’d saved, and inspired, his baby brother.

“yeah, i’ve known him nearly thirty years.”

oh, he had meant it when he called shanks ‘kid.’ “…was he a whitebeard pirate too?”

marco laughed. “can you imagine?” he asked, glancing down the deck to look at whitebeard, lounging casually in his oversized chair, like ace hadn’t flung a half-dozen bombs at his head twenty minutes ago. the old man didn’t turn to face them, but his mustache twitched, a sure sign that he was grinning. “no way, that kid was roger’s start to end.”

the name hit ace like a punch to the gut—like the one whitebeard had landed on him nineteen minutes ago, actually, blunt and out of nowhere. “roger?” he asked, breathless.

”oh, yeah, you’re young enough you wouldn’t know,” marco realized. packing away the last of his supplies, he said, “gol d roger didn’t have a fleet like pops, just the one ship, and just two apprentices: shanks and buggy.” scratching at his chin, marco said, “what’d you always call them, pops?”

“red-hair and red-nose,” came the response.

“that’s it.” marco chuckled. “roger’s red boys. hey, if you met shanks, you must’ve seen buggy too. blue hair, bad attitude, and—well, pops is right, you can’t miss that red nose.”

“uh…” ace thought back, or tried to—the memory of shanks, luffy’s friend and savior, was being overshadowed by this new knowledge. a warm smile in a snowy cave—a smile worn by a monster’s pupil. surrounded by men with wary looks at an upstart with an interest in their captain—a captain whose former captain was that man. were any of them blue-haired? had any of them looked at ace, seen a demon’s spawn, and been glad at the sight? “doesn’t ring any bells.”

“no?” marco looked disturbed for a moment. “well, it’s been a long time. i guess even those two might’ve gone separate ways.” marco gave ace a pat on the shoulder and got to his feet. “alright kid, you’re in as good a shape as i can get you! try not to ruin all my hard work by going after pops again tomorrow, huh?”

but he said it like he knew ace would. again and again, until the siren song of the word “son,” genuinely meant, grew too strong to withstand.

it would be years before ace thought of that conversation again. he had other conversations with whitebeard—with his pops—about roger which lingered more in his memory. the fact that there were two people out there in the world who were, essentially, raised by that man… ace put that knowledge out of his head.

at least, he put it out of his head until, running dangerously low on supplies while hunting down teach, he spotted a ship with a red-nosed jolly roger.

“a red nose, huh?” ace brought striker into the larger ship’s wake, considering climbing aboard. if shanks had known ace for who his father was, he hadn’t mentioned it. this buggy guy would probably be similarly ignorant, or discreet. and if he did know, maybe he’d feel obligated to feed his old captain’s son? ace’s stomach growled painfully, a reminder of what single-mindedly hunting down a traitor could do to a man.

a delicious aroma drifted downwind, along with a raised voice shouting something about “strawhats” and that clinched it. between his brother, his father, and his hunger, ace needed to see what this red-nosed buggy was about.

[ihaveatypeanditstrickstergods]

Who are your top 3 CR PCs?

Okay, I have a few different answers depending on whether guest characters, EXU, or Candela Obscura count.

If we're counting everything:

1. Sean Finnerty (Candela Obscura, Circle of Needle & Thread): I love characters who put a comedic veneer over being immensely fucked up, and I love when that veneer drops. His arc was so sad and I loved it so much

2. Jester Lavorre (Mighty Nein): She is the chaos I want to see in the world. She's such a fun character, I love how she's both a genuinely nice person and someone who will permanently superglue a golden dick to someone's hand, and there's definitely something about her that resonates with me as someone who grew sheltered with a creative outlet. Also the Cupcake is iconic.

3. Nydas Okiro (EXU Calamity): Of course there's gonna be someone from Calamity on here. A lot of people focus on Zerxus, Quay, or Laerryn, and I love all of them, but Nydas was my favorite from his introduction. He's one of the top two examples of blind ambition in the Ring of Brass (along with Laerryn), and his reaction to the prophecy was SUCH a good character beat. His stand at the Golden Scythe and rallying of the constructs in episode 4 still makes me tear up every time.

Honorable mentions: Shakaste (Mighty Nein guest character), Kerrek (Vox Machina Guest character), Dariax Zaveon (EXU original/Kymal)

If we're just talking core campaigns (I am very behind on Bells Hells, so there won't be anyone from there, but I do very much like Imogen and FCG)

1. Jester Lavorre (Mighty Nein) (see above)

2. Beauregard Lionett (Mighty Nein): Listen, I'm a library information professional, I am legally obligated to love her and the Cobalt Soul. I appreciate the amount of bullshit she refused to take, I feel like she got to fully in-character make use of Marisha's note taking skills (which is one of her biggest strengths as a player, imo), and I can't think of a single dynamic she had with another member of the Nein that I didn't have fun with.

3. Percival Frederickstein von Musel Kollowski de Rolo III (Vox Machina) (I hope I spelled that all correctly): I am not immune to sadboi. Percy had one of my favorite arcs in Campaign 1; there's something to be said for revenge arcs that do eventually answer the question of "so now what?" and I enjoyed that Taliesin never cut him a break for his shit. I'm also a shameless Perc'ahlia shipper, and I would be lying if I said that didn't influence my choice.

Honorable mentions: Caleb Widogast (Mighty Nein), Vex'ahlia (Vox Machina)

[theprinceofliones]

Headcanons for Lancelot?

OH MY GOODNESS I LOVE THIS QUESTIONNNNN

Momma's. Boy. He is a momma's boy one hundred and ten percent and would KILL for his mother. He is his father's son in that regard most definitely.

2. I know this will get me shot in the streets but I headcanon him as gay/demisexual so having all these woman aged from like twelve to thirty something tell him that a) they're gonna be married in the future and b) she left him for an older version of himself in a fake reality, has him absolutely REELING and it makes him tempted to start wearing a sign on his head that says "FEMALES NOT WELCOMED HERE SORRY"

3. Elizabeth is his favorite aunt but don't tell his aunt Diane that because she will cry for seven minutes before agreeing.

4. He thought Tristan was a girl when they were toddlers and spent like three years thinking he was actually a she, even telling Tristan he wanted to get married until they turned about seven years old and he was fully self aware enough to understand Tristan was actually the opposite sex. He looks back on it and kind of wants to die because he realizes that Tristan was probably his gay awakening.

5. He actually loves his dad so much. He may be quiet and avoidant with him but it's because he doesn't want his to dad to be disappointed or upset with him. He wants to be just like his father and hopes he can live up to his name and expectations.

6. He has a love for butterflies because they remind him of his mother and he used to catch them for her when he was a toddler.

7. He secretly wishes he had wings like his mother as well.

8. He and Tristan were actually very very VERY close to one another, as they were born not even a week apart, but after he disappeared of course their bond kind of broke. He sometimes will look at Tristan when he's unaware and secretly wish that they could be as close as they once were.

9. Percival is his favorite.

10. He teases Tristan and messes with him because he doesn't know how to flirt. Also because he's just kind of stupid when it comes to actual emotions.

[darkfictionjude]

hiii I was given an excuse to talk my head off so I will! any excuse not to think about current events tbh!

my crownie's name is Asphodel, but I just call them Azzie. idk if their name fits with the other siblings well like, Salvatorem, Percival, Asphodel, Orla? I'm iffy, but i feel like im too far in now. a big like, design note for me about them is their hair is naturally like dark brown but they fucking bleached it to shit so it's totally fried. it was a major impulse choice, it's gotten to the point where the roots are pretty visible but they are not gonna fix it. in my brain the way the roots split up are the actual flower. I wanna draw them later so it's more clear... not realistic at all but my artist design brain takes forefront. I imagine they have really droopy eyes. in my head they're very wet cat.

my favorite characters are Sally and Percy!! I love sibling dynamics in IFs and I love that we actually get to spend time with them in game. I made lime a bunch of design notes about them to match Azzy at some point but I definitely lost them. one thing I do remember is noting I think Percy would have like 3B textured hair if you know what I mean? and Sally is thicker at like 3c - 4a but would either keep his hair really short or in locs for tidines sake so it's. irrelevant. i just like to think hes stressed out so hed like a hair style that doesn't require as constant Maintenance to look good. this is the situation that they are black men cause my crownie is black so (vague hand wave). I imagined Orla also has like 3b hair.

I ended up romancing Lorcan because. man do I love sibling dynamics! I love the idea of Azzy seeing in Lorcan something they couldn't have, a remnant of their sister, someone they miss but also resent to some extent. of course not consciously, I always imagine they like can acknowledge they feel something towards Lorcan, but not fully what and that freaks them out so they just choose not to think about it? especially since I play them being very nice to him and I like to think they don't even fully know why they're being like that. they're naturally conflict avoidant, you get into so much trouble for things you can't control, you sort of want to avoid it whenever you can now, but this is weird. and they're already weird if they think something Is weird? what the FUCK is going on? can't tell anyone either, want to more reasons for people to think you're a freak? choosing not to think about it. 3000 other things to think about that are not this.

that's all I have to share about them I thiiiink sorry for sending you like an essay of thoughts. thank you for letting me distract myself in your inbox for a sec, I actually feel a lot better ^^.

What’s interesting about that name that refers usually to lilies is that it is also associated with Hades (the place) and even if it’s more ritzy than the other kid’s names as a classics major who thinks about the Roman Empire and Ancient Greece 24/7 I do like anything that reminds me of antiquity ☺️

As you said 3B I knew your characters were likely black and that’s cause for Nia I thought about her her hair type far too long than was necessary I literally agonized for some reason 😭😭😭 and honestly if one day you find them or make other art for the family I would love to see it

Ohhhhhh I like that, your Crowny resents and misses Orla that is so cool cause I don’t get many people who don’t hate Orla and like I said certain things affect your relationship with her. In this case the future does change the past. I like how you got into Crowny’s jumbled mess right there for Lorcan hahaha yeah it must feel fucking insane

[bunji-enthusiast]

Y/N: *laughs* How can anyone hate the rain? Estarossa: on GOD, they tryna drown me in this ho- I CANNOT SEE-

---------------------- Merlin: Change of plans, ignore your original objective. Merlin: Merlin: Leave nothing alive. Meliodas: *The only thing they fear is you cues* ----------------------

Ban: Last warning, do not touch the... Ban: Uh oh- King: Ban, stop being sexist. Ban: IM NOT BE- ----------------------

Jericho: And get this, his suicide note was stuck to the fridge with a Cookie Monster magnet. Jericho: All he wrote on it, "Jericho's fault". Jericho: Y/N: Guila: Jericho: I'm Jericho by the way, hi! *waves to y/n* Jericho: WHAT THE FUCK DID I DO TO HIM? ------------------------ Helbram: Murder literally doesn’t hurt anyone! Diane: What are you talking about? Of course— King , holding out a hand to shut Diane up: No, no, he has a point— ------------------------ King : Now, Lancelot, all of us are doing this because we care about you, okay? Ban: Except for me. I just wanted to see the look on your face. ---------------------- Nanashi: I don’t think our death ray is working. I’m standing right in it, and I’m not dead yet. ---------------------- Arden: I never tell people off the bat that I'm gay. I wait. I wait until they say some homophobic shit and then I laugh and am like "you know I'm gay right?" and watch the look of terror on their face. Denzel Liones: Denzel Liones: I like you. ---------------------- Arden: Thanks for opening my message and not responding. Waillo: All good bro, any time. Arden: Fuck you. ---------------------- Estarossa: You are irrationally angry 365 days a year. Zeldris: Well, that’s just your personal opinion, I don’t have anger issues. Do you guys think I have anger issues? Monspeet: Well, I wouldn’t really call it an issue. An issue is something you can fix. ---------------------- Gawain, singing: He's making a list, checking it twice, gonna find out who's on thin fucking ice Tristan Liones, also singing: Santa Claus is calling you out! ---------------------- Gowther: Why are you on fire? Ban: This is just how my day is going. ---------------------- Nanashi: There was a motor close to where I am right now. Nanashi: A motor- a motorcycle? Nanashi: Oh sorry, a murder. Arthur Pendragon: That escalated quickly. ---------------------- Elizabeth Liones: What if Cinderella was a baking slave instead of a cleaning slave, and her name was Mozzarella? Zeldris: Don't ever speak to me again. ---------------------- Isolde: Why do humans have different blood groups? Lancelot: So mosquitoes can enjoy different flavors. ---------------------- Mael: You use emoji’s like a straight person. Y/N: That’s literally the worst thing anyone has ever said about me. ---------------------- Galand: You wanna fight?! You got one! Meliodas: Okay! raises fists Escanor runs in, scoops Meliodas up in his arms, and runs away carrying him Galand: Galand: What? ---------------------- Zeldris: I can’t tell if you’re a genius or just incredibly arrogant. Fraudin: Well, on a good day, I’m both. ---------------------- Percival, seeing a banana on the car seat: What the FUCK?? Percival, buckling the banana up: Fucking buckle UP, it’s the LAW! ---------------------- Gawain: So Nasiens, how did your first time cooking dinner go? Nasiens: Pretty good if I do say so myself. Gawain: Oo! Okay, what are we having? Nasiens: Alright, so for appetizers, we have a potato. Gawain: A whole potato? Nasiens: Yes. And then for the main course, we have grilled cheese sandwiches! Gawain: These just look like big slabs of black. Nasiens: Because that's what they are! Nasiens: And then for desert, we have chocolate. Gawain: These are just chocolate chips? Nasiens: They sure are! Nasiens: And then for drinks, we have toast! Nasiens: lifts up a glass of blended toast Bon appetite! ---------------------- Howzer : dangling from a rope over a pit of fire Remember when I said I’d tell you when we’re in too deep? Gilthunder: Yes? Howzer: We’re in too deep. ---------------------- Dreyfus: I've never encountered a problem that can't be solved by an spontaneous musical number. ---------------------- Dreyfus: I fell— Hendrickson: From heaven? Dreyfus: No, I literally fell— Hendrickson: In love with me the moment you saw me? Dreyfus: MY ARM IS BROKEN! Hendrickson: Okay, but do you think I'm pretty? Be honest.

[overlyimmersed]

Tournament Predictions!

Firstly I feel a little sorry for that poor guy who got matched up with Gawain...

I don't really care about 2B, but Howzer is probably going to lose for suspense reasons.

3B is likely to be dramatic and full of backstory, at least I sure hope so. Tristan is likely win.

I like both Isolde and Pelio so you both just do your best. Though I'm sure Isolde is going to win.

Percy is obviously going to beat Gareth. But I hope it's a cool fight.

I feel like Donny might lose for the same reason Howzer likely will, but I hope he doesn't. It'd be way more fun and emotionally impactful if he has to fight Percy.

I...Feel like Anne is gonna throw, actually. I think there's gonna be a lot of talking in the match she's gonna decide to forfeit for some reason.

I don't know who Rothes is and I don't care, but if Nasiens loses I'm going to unleash 10,000 feral racoons in Nakaba's living room.

Next round.

That would mean Gawain would fight Balin next, so I'm expecting he'll have some surprising magical ability or something. I think I expect Balin to beat Gawain actually. I don't know, I just think she still has some life experience to gain before she steps anywhere close to Escanor's shoes yet. -But then again! Tristan was shown early on to be the only one who would really deal with Gawain so narratively that might come into play, so maybe she will win? I don't know!

Tristan fighting Isolde is everything I want. Oh I hope it's emotionally devastating. Tristan will win.

Like I said, Percy vs Donny would be fun for me :p

And that would leave Nasiens fighting Diodora and...I think that makes a lot of sense! Maybe he'll find a way to cure of help him and this can resolve happily. I mean I was always hoping we'd find a way for Diodora to be ok and Ironside can just leap into the void with both of his sons hating his guts, so yeah...

Semi-Finals

Hm... that would probably end with Percy fighting Nasiens though... I don't know how I feel about that... But if Nasiens loses to Diodora than it'd be a brother fight and THAT would be good! Percy would win of course but it would be good.

Tristan will beat whichever one of them he winds up fighting.

Final fight!

It doesn't exactly "matter" who wins because both Tristan and Percival are our guys, and I'm sure Tristan will have his memories sorted by the time he gets to Percy. But if doesn't, then it'll be a cool fight anyway. I'm not sure who I think should win or who I'd even want to...

[innocent-cat]

can u make a one shot with a protective Percy x reader :))

Of course darl<3 Protective!Percival De rolo x reader

Warnings - drinking, sexual implications

"An ecstatic friend", Percy x Reader

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You had joined Vox Machina a few months prior to current day. All of the people who surrounded you were friendly, kind, and a bit sarcastic at times, but that made you love them all so much more like they were family.

You were their cleric after you had healed them in a time of need. Not that it mattered to you anymore, but sometimes Percival would try making awkward small talk with you by talking about your abilities as a supporting role for their group.

Leaning against the counter, holding a cup of tea was when Percival tried to do it most recently. Gripping the said tea, and he started the conversation when he noticed you caught him looking for directly at you.

"Thank you again for healing us all that time ago. I don't know where any of us would be without your quick thinking." "Oh! No, really, it's nothing. It's always been my goal to help people, and I'm glad I get to do it even more with you guys." Smiling, you looked up at him through your eyelashes.

Blush peppered his face, for who knows why. You could have been seeing things. Maybe he was just sunburnt. He is very pale after all. Although, you don't think you'd be complaining about him eyeing you. Who wouldn't want such a man to be checking you out nearly every chance he got?

Okay. Maybe it was a little creepy what he was doing. But it wasn't affecting you in any negative way. At bars when Vox Machina all went out to drink, he'd shoo off any flirtatious drunken men or women who came your way, asking to spend a night with you, much like Scanlan would to anybody he saw, regardless of how busy they looked.

"Percyyy can you pleaseee buy me another drink? pretty please?" You pleaded the seemingly wealthy coated man with puppy eyes, pursing your lips. Everlight knows how badly you need more to drink, and you desperately hoped he knew that too.

Percival looked at you pitifully, noticing how horribly you slurred your words. He heaved a sigh, grabbing your hand.

Helping the drunk up did not take much effort for the chivalrous engineer. He was happy you felt you could ask him for things, but in the state you were currently in, he decided he likely shouldn't jump on buying gifts for you to express his feelings.

"Wait- hey, I asked for a drink not a hand." You protested, but didn't pull away.

Percival stole another of many glances at the cleric, and decided it'd be best to drag the girl back to their keep gifted by Emon long before they had joined.

Standing hand in hand with you, Percy avoided looking at them. Instead, his eyes wandered around, glancing at Vex'ahlia. Noticing this, you let out a huff. You were jealous of her, and how much Percival seemed to prefer looking at her over you. Although, it may be better you're jealous instead of knowing of how Percival views you. Imagines you. Perceives you. Daydreams of you..

Percy shook his thoughts off. You stand with him, walking out of the bar you make eye contact with a brunette, slightly taller than Percy. The elven man notices this, and stands to walk towards you.

"Hey there pretty lady.. couldn't help but notice you from across the bar."

"Are you gonna buy me a drink? Pretty pleasee!" You plead for the second time that night, letting go of Percival's hand to link your's together for a higher effect.

The elven brunette laughs at your demeanor. "Of course I will, doll. How'd you like to give me something to? Something real special from a gorgeous women like you."

You flash him a pearly smile, and drift towards him until you're yanked back by the wrist. "She wont be going anywhere with you. And she sure as hell wont be giving you anything special." Percival snarls, leading you delicately out of the bar, expressing opposite and protective behavior from the man he just barked at.

Percival places his hand on your waist and holds you close to him, protecting you from from the harsh whipping winds. You lean into his touch, tired, and unwilling to fight whatever is happening.

The walk home sobered you up, but, you wanted to get to the reasoning behind his behavior.

So.. you did what any sane person would do.

You pretended to be drunk so you could ask him blunt questions.

"Why'd you make that guy leavee? He totally would have bought me the drink you wouldn't have." You compliantly slurred, hoping he would believe your facade.

"You have already had enough to drink as is, and I cant handle you being drunk along with the rest of the group. Chaperoning is not my strong suit." He retorted, shooting down your question, and handing you a glass of water. He was likely trying to sober you up and lessen your hangover.

You begrudgingly sipped on the glass, then turned to him. You stared him in the eyes while he looked back.

"What? Why are you looking at me like that?"

Holding back a smile, you fold. You giggle and watch as Percy's expression turns from an unreadable look to a soft smile through your beaming smile.

You calm down and look at him again, the two of you still smiling. A calm, and serene atmosphere that could go from this to stuffy in a few seconds if your stupid little question goes wrong.

You stand up, walking towards him, bringing your right hand to his cheek. His hand returns to your waist and maintains eye contact. His ears turned a slight shade of pink, so unnoticeable that you'd probably think you're thinking too much about it if you weren't buzzed.

"Percyyyy..." You slurred out his name, giggling with your hand on his shoulder to support yourself as not to fall. "Do you love me? More than Vexxy?"

Percival halted his movements, and his breath got stuck in his throat. He knew he loved you, but he didn't expect you to confront him about it first. Especially drunk.

"I.. I do. I do love you. More than 'Vexxy'" He quoted the name, feeling odd about him saying the nickname rather than your cheery self saying it. You smiled at him, leaning in to his him. His lips met your's, and he tasted the alcohol on your tongue, but he continued to kiss you.

When you pulled apart from him, he leaned towards you, and your foreheads met. A heart to heart moment shared between two fairly traumatized mercenaries.

Percy was the first to pull apart from you, deciding it was time for you to go to sleep. He laid you in your bed, pulling the covers over you. He turns to leave, not saying a word.

"Wait.. stay with me. please." You weakly entreated, watching the tall man turn hastily to stay with you.

He sat on the bed next to you, rubbing your shoulder with his hand. You look up to him, eyes meeting his, a comforting ocean storm.

"Lay down." You mumbled, loud enough for him to hear your request.

He hesitates, but meets your eyes again and lays down facing you. You scoot in closer to him, and he holds you close to him. A sense of protection from the wrongs and evils of the world.

You'd definitely to talk to him about this ordeal in the morning.

(A/N - Taking requests, please give me some prompts!! dying to write more vox machina.2/26/23 this is fresh. please dont be shy im begging you guys&lt;;3)

[jae-birde]

The Legend of Vox Machina Liveblog: Episode 2

I just finished the second episode of TLOVM season 3, and this breakdown got long.

(I reference the campaign again some, so if you don't want spoilers for that, maybe stay clear from my breakdown)

(Breakdown under the cut)

Starting off immediately with Orthax and Ripley is exactly what I wanted holy shit. I need to know if Percy's okay

holy shit is it just me or does Orthax look even more terrifying here? because he does to me oh my gods.

"You left it a whisper, but that whisper found me" Is the word choice of "whisper" intentional? Because I'm just thinking of the Vestige rn

Okay, that shot of Percy with Ripley walking away reflected in his glasses is SO GOOD. WHY DOES IT GO SO HARD

And Ripley admittedly looks really badass with Orthax coming up behind her like that (it's mostly bc of Orthax tho) And the delivery of her last line there? So good

I've talked about it before but HOLY SHIT THE INTRO GOES SO HARD

THE MUSIC IS AMAZING

THE ANIMATION

THE GODDAMN STORYTELLING HOLY SHIT

Gods above it just makes me so much more hyped for the whole show omg

Keyleth immediately blaming it on Raishan, lol. In character

Oooo, the idea of using Mythcarver to find Ripley + Percy. I don't think they ever did that in the campaign, though I might be mistaken lol

Vax amping up his flirtiness with Gilmore to get him to help, heh, I don't think that'll work

Oh, never mind it did work

OOOOOO, DESGUISE SELF, COOL!

Omg I turned on subtitles for when Gilmore was speaking Marquesian, and it actually had the translations! That's so cool!

And ah, yes. The twins sneaking in together. Honestly? The best two to go in

Aaaaannndd now Ripley monologuing about spreading the guns around Exandria. Perfect

Okay, but they're actually making Ripley's point seem somewhat understandable. Like, I get where she's coming from, but she's def not seeing the whole picture about the guns. Like, if everyone in Exandria had one, it would be, like Percy said, chaos. Plus I still absolutely despise her.

OOOOOO, RIPLEY WANTS THE VESTIGES AS A POWER SUPPLY

I honestly never thought too much about why she wanted them in the campaign, but this is interesting!

And now we're back to the twins!

Honestly, a little sad we didn't get the absolute madness that was Vox Machina trying to cover their tracks at the murder scene, as we saw in the campaign, but I def understand why they didn't. Plus, this is really interesting to see the twins investigating!

OMG CLASP MENTION

"Oh, I'm Vax, I was in a thieves' guild, I'm so cool" "seven days a week" gotta love the sibling teasing and banter between the two of 'em! XD

OOOP, THE OTHER GUARDS MIGHT BE CATCHING ONTO GILMORE, FUCK

Poor Gilmore, man. If the spell he used is the same as Disguise Self in D&D, then he was waiting out there for almost an hour for the twins.

OH NO, A GUARD SPOTTED THEM, FUCK

OMG KAYLIE! YAY

And Scanlan is such a proud dad watcher her too, aww. (I doubt she'll appreciate it much tho)

"That's my daughter up ther" OMG HE'S SO SO PROUD I LOVE THIS MAN SO MUCH

DOCTOR DRANZEL! Everyone give it up for Dr. Dra!

NICODRANIS MENTION?

And we're once again at Ripley. Of course

OH FUCK MASS PRODUCED GUNS POWERED BY VESTIGES? FUCK NO

"Once the weak rise up, what's to stop the oppressed from becoming oppressors" THANK YOU PERCY, THAT'S WHAT I WAS SAYING

"That's why I need you Percival, you understand humanity far more than I" Yeah, bitch, it's cuz you aint got much left

PERCY NO DON'T SAY YES DON'T SAY IT. PERCY NO.

PERCY YOU BETTER BE PLANNING SOMETHING I SWEAR TO THE DAWNFATHER I WILL REACH THROUGH THE SCREEN AND BEAT YOUR ASS IF YOU HELP HER

omg the rest of the party's at a Gilmore rip-off. Why is that so funny?

"I'm sorry about earlier, I just-" "Didn't believe me? No one does." KIKI BABY NO

Keyleth, stop lying, it's clearly not fine, you need to talk to someone about this!

Vex worrying about Percy, ah! My heart can't take it!

OMG SHE CARES SO MUCH FUCK GLINTSHORE IS GONNA HURT SO FUCKING BAD FUCK

Vax clearly SEES how much his sister cares for Percy, you can see it so clearly on his face.

Omg, is that the githyanki skull over where Grog was looking?

Oh, Grog playing along with the kids, he's so freakin' cute, I love him so much.

Okay, but Grog is actually lowkey really clever for asking the kids about that

Grog I adore you

OMG IT'S THE CLIP

IT'S THE CLIP THAT DROPPED THE SAME DAY AS THE MIGHTY NEIN SNEAK PEAK

I KNOW THIS SCENE

"There are times to talk and times to fight, but sometimes you've just gotta run" That's a really good quote by Pike

Holy shit what kind of armour do the guards have? damn that's cool

PLS DON'T GET ARRESTED GILMORE

FUCK HE GOT ARRESTED

Omg Vax is fucking Narruto runnign. First Percy, now him? lol

Aaaannnddd, now we're back to Scanlan & Kaylie. Say what you will about splitting the party, but it adds a lot of intrigue to a show like this!

"You're not making this easy on me are you?" "Did you make it easy on me and mum?" Scanlan, she's definitely got you there

Okay, so my first thought was don't mention the vestige, but if Kaylie found out later than she'd definitely be more upset he lied, so good job Scanlan!

Scanlan I swear to god if you run off because you're worried about being accused of being one of the "foriegners who killed someone", I will punt you. You CANNOT leave Kaylie again, I will actually reach through the screen to punt you, I'm warning you

Okay, it cut. He better not fucking run.

Percy, I will beat your ass later assuming you're not trying to play Ripley, but also I feel bad for him considering he has to listen to the demon that was in his head for several years talk about wanting his soul to the woman who literally tortured him. Cannot be easy

"That is very disconcerting" LITERALLY WHAT I'M SAYING

PERCY WHAT ARE YOU DOIJNG YPOU ABSOLUTE DUMBASS DONT WORK WITH THE BITCH

NEVER MIND I LOVE YOU PERCY KILL THE BITCH

Wait, the plate was damaged. OH MY GOD IS IT A FAKE?

OH FUCK ORTHAX AND RIPLEY (also the shot with Ripley holding Percy by the throat and Orthax curling above lowkey goes hard)

Ooooo, Ripley DID get the black and orange eye! Cool!

FUCK YEAH VEX SAVE YOUR MAN

COMING IN LIKE A BADASS I LOVE THIS WOMAN SO FUCKING MUCH

FUCK YEAH GROG

FUCK NO RIPLEY YOU BITCH

VOX MACHINA GET HER ASS

AAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHH NO ONE SPEAK TO ME PERC'AHLIA HUG PERC'AHLIA HUG I'M GOIGN TO COMBUST

"I thought I'd lost you" "I'm here, Vex'ahlia" And what if I just died, huh? Because I love them so much (and also because Vex does lose Percy and there is a time where he won't be there, and fuck I'm sad again) AND OMG THE WAY THEY ARE HOLDING EACH OTHER I CAN'T I LOVE THEM SO MUCH

THE WAY SHE LEANS INTO HIS HAND

I'M GONNA DIE AND THEY ARE THE REASON I LOVE THEM

YES KIKI FREEZE RIPLEY'S ASS

OH FUCK I FORGOT ABOUT RIPLEY'S GUN. FUCK

VEX NOOOOO! OH NO OH NO OH NO OH FUCK

OH FUCK NO VEX GOT SHOT AND PERCY'S GONNA HAVE A GUILT COMPLEX OVER IT BEING HIS FAULT AND I SWEAR NO ONE BETTER BLAME PERCY OR I WILL RIOT

YES KEYLETH BREAKING OUT THE SUNLIGHT SPELL, QUEEN!

Oh fuck i thought Vex was hit in the shoulder not the chest FUCK (at least it's not lethal tho)

OH GOD THE MIXING OF RIPLEY'S AND ORTHAX'S VOICES IT'S JUST LIKE S1 WITH PERCY

Oh fuck VEX

Thank SARENRAE Pike was there my god. Also really good to get the bullet out, I was worried about that too

"You saved me. Twice." "What would you do without me?" *Cradles Perc'ahlia in my hands* No, you don't understand, I would die for them

FUCK THE GUARDS ARE HERE

THAT'S NOT GOOD

OMG J'MON SA ORD IS COMING IN, HELL YES! I cannot WAIT to see what they'll look like!

SCANLAN NO, DON'T YOU DARE LEAVE

Scanlan I swear if you get you're daughter arrested we will have words

Scanlan, if you keep acting like this, you're gonna make it worse. You can't be distracted for this conversation, man!

"The truth is, when I'm on stage, I'm golden. Straight fire. But when the lute goes down, I kinda... I don't know who I am." Oh Scanlan, the poor man. I appreciate that we're getting into these issues earlier, like, it's so clear throughout Campaign 1 that Scanlan struggles a lot with who he is, but hearing him actually really talk about it, especially before his Bard's Lament, is something I appreaciate.

SCANLAN, THEY AREN'T EVEN LOOKING FOR YOU

JUST TALK TO YOUR DAUGHTER MAN

OMG VOX MACHINA IS ABOUT TO MEET J'MON SA ORD, THIS IS GONNA BE GREAT (...let's just hope they don't fuck it up)

Percy, darling, don't blame yourself, please

OMG THE SMILE THAT PERCY GIVES VEX I CAN'T. AND THE SMILE SHE GIVES HIM. They are seriously trying to kill me with the amount of Perc'ahlia this season. AND IT'S THE SECOND EPISODE

I appreciate them showing Vex sensing J'mon, considering they are a dragon too.

OMG J'MON LOOKS SO GOOD

And them having (what I presume is) a pseudodragon is such a nice touch!

yeah, i don't think talking it out is gonna quite work Gilmore, but good shot!

Keyleth, honey, I love you, but I don't know if this is gonna help!

"Where you not here to steal them?" Oop. Caught red-handed. I Y'all better say that you were gonna ask or you're basically screwed.

Vax, you idiot.

Oh fuck, this is exactly the problem with Percy existing in Ank'harel at this time, Ripley is fucking things up. As she does

PERCY NO

I KNOW YOU'RE TRYING TO PROTECT EVERYONE ELSE BUT DARLING NO

Oh fuck and him saying "i take full responsibility" is him saying that he takes responsibility for Ripley and Orthax, because they were his problem first and in his mind he "let them" get here. Fuck

Vox Machina trying to convince J'mon of their collective innocence vs. Percy's raging guilt complex. Which will win?

Oh god, Vex's face. Oh no

THE TRANSFORMATION? WHAT THE FUCK

FUCK VEX'S FACE AS THEY'RE BEING DRAGGED OUT NO FUCK PERCY

Oh my GOD Scanlan are you shitting me? Did you get the fucking Sandkeg's Hide? Please tell me you didn't. This is a conversation to be SOBER

"I just wanna be in your wife, I mean life" Scanlan you are clearly too drunk for this

Scanlan. Man. Please. Good god, I feel bad for Kaylie because she has to deal with this.

Oh Kaylie, honey no, he does wanna change, he just doesn't know how yet.

Oh, I feel bad for Scanlan too. Fuck

Finally! Finally, Vox Machina found him!

Aw, Pike jumping in to protect him <3

Oh, poor Scanlan. He's really struggling rn, and I feel so bad because I know that it gets worse

Vex, I know you're worried, trust me, so am I, but c'mon, the man is struggling!

I'm onto Percy's next bit now. *chuckles nervously* what the fuck

OH FUCK THAT'S WHAT J'MON MEANT WHEN THEY SAID TRANSFORMATION

Oh Percy, darling, FUCK I'M GONNA CRY

OH FUCK WHAT THE FUCK IS HAPPENING THIS IS SOME FREAKY SHIT GOING ON

OH GOD HIM SEEING VOX MACHINA FOR A MOMENT STOP MY HEART

Scanlan coming in clutch with the "OBJECTION" thank FUCK

Okay, but the guards picking him up by the arms and him staying exactly how he was is unreasonably hilarious

Oh god, he's still drunk. Fuck. This might go terribly

WAIT OH MY GOD WE'RE GETTING BURT REYNOLDS THE LAWYER NOW OH MY GOD YES

Using Mythcarver to prove Percy's innocence is actually GENIUS

Holy shit the animation when J'mon uses Mythcarver and their eyes light up and hair gets all flowy and shit goes HARD

OH FUCK ORTHAX SAW? FUCK

Can we all just say together THANK YOU SCANLAN

OH MY GODS THE LOOK THAT PERCY AND VEX SHARED

AND HER HOLDING HIS HAND

FUCK I LOVE THEM SO MUCH

Oh Scanlan, he still feels bad about how things went with Kaylie

OMG MORE FORGIVENESS TALK WITH PERCY AND VEX LETS GOOOO

"But I am to blame for what I made" I FUCKING CALLED IT. I KNEW THIS WAS HIS THOUGHT PROCESS

Also, can we talk about how beautiful this animation is? When it does the close up on Percy it looks SO GOOD

Like, LOOK AT THIS. THIS IS GORGEOUS

(yes I'm watching with subtitles, i wanna know what they say in Marquesian)

"And above all else, I just didn't want you to see me that way" PERCY DARLING, YOU CAN'T KEEP DOING THIS TO MY HEART

OH MY GOD THIS SCENE IS BEAUTIFUL

I SIMPLY ADORE THEM

"I've been thinking long and hard about our options." "What'd you come up with?" "Nothin'. Just wanted you to know I'd been thinking" And this, everyone, is why I adore Grog strongjaw

I KNEW IT WAS A FAKE I FUCKING KNEW IT

MAGIC ITEMS THAT STRONG DON'T GET DAMAGED LIKE THAT, THEY DON'T

"I did the only responsible thing." Did you put the real one in the Hells?

"I hid it in a place beyond even Thordak's reach" It's the fucking Hells isn't it

"Are you familiar with the Hells of Despath?" I fucking knew it

WAIT ZERXUS? AS IN THE FIRST KNIGHT OF AVALIR DURING THE CALAMITY ZERXUS? HOLY SHIT? WHAT THE FUCK? OH MY GOD REALLY? PLEASE TELL ME THEY GOT LUIS CARAZO TO PLAY HIM PLEASE

OMG THE END CREDITS IS DRANZEL'S SONG

OMG IT'S ABOUT RUBY LAVORRE

I FUCKING KNEW IT

I ABSOLUTELY FUCKING KNEW IT

Okay is this Matt singing? Because oh my god if is he is seriously so good! Whoever it is, but still

Okay, so I absolutely LOVED the episode! It was only like 25 minutes but it felt so much longer! (and that might've been because I kept pausing to write this, but shhhh)

This was really good, and I really enjoyed seeing everyone throughout the episode, and seeing the changes they're making too! It's so cool to see and I'm definitely looking forwards to what comes next! (i am both terrified and excited at the prospect of Glintshore happening soon, oh my god)

I don't have time to watch another episode rn, but this one was so good!

[wyn0rrific]

Can you tell me a bit more about Percival and his alters?

of course!

i was gonna wait until I finished the big percival piece im doing but ngl idk when ill get it done LOLL

so this is partially based off my own experience being plural and how i didn't really discover it until very recently

percival goes about his life feeling a but self conscious about his identity and just blames it on the weird strict culture of Caliban... up until he meets a follower of chaos

yall know how historically mental disorders like schizophrenia were considered witchcraft/acts of demons? yeah thats kinda how percival was taught until he fell to chaos

it was kinda a moment where his brain decided to finally split into a more noticable system, each alter being a representation of one of the chaos gods

(I don't exactly have names for his alters yet so I'll refer to them using initials)

N (It/He) is like the lost, younger sibling of the bunch. It is a representation of Percival's fears, one of which being the fear of drowning. N is quiet, intensely quiet. He fills Percival with overflowing dread and fear of being left behind.

T (They/He) is the caregiver/gatekeeper of the system, serving as the holder of all important memories and information. They are very limited in speech, only verbally reciting what they deem is important (key word is what they think, it most definitely is not important in the moment but rather an outcome of T's trickery). T represents Percival's wisdom and cleverness.

K (He/Him) is the most unstable out of all of them. He is a representation of Percival's self hatred, his body covered in self mutilation and chains that weigh him down.

S (She/Him) is considerably Percival's cohost, none of the other alters like her (especially K) but she does NAWT care (he thrives off their hatred). S is the embodiment of sloth and gluttony, obsessing over Percival's idea of perfection which is pure laziness and nothing like the uptightness of how he was raised in Caliban.