#percival de Rolo III

[demigoddessqueens]

can I request how each member of vox machina would be as yanderes and how they would treat there darling

I love yandere(s) as a fanfic concept and headcanons, so thanks for the request nonnie!!

Masterlist 11

Vex’ahlia

An overly sweet confident yandere

You’ve always gotten out of unflattering situations with her, so stay close by, darling; can’t have you running off with those who don’t truly understand you like she does

Keyleth

Overly sweet and a tad obsessive of a yandere

Sings the praises of Zephrah and her people, compelling you to come with her back home after her Aramente, live with her or stay close as she can keep you safe

Grog

Loud, brash and overpowering type of yandere

He would never hurt you but in trying to scare off others from seeking your attention, the Barbarian Rage can leave you a bit shaken

Pike

A bit of a self-righteous type of yandere

Fitting for a cleric, she’s always the one to heal you and chastise you for being in danger, but that’s ok; you just don’t know better, and she’ll be there to guide you

Percy

A jaded yet overprotective yandere

Loss isn’t unfamiliar to Percy but that’s just it, he’s lost too much and he would fall farther than he already has if you were gone

Vax’ildan

A melancholic type of yandere

Also not unfamiliar to loss and heartbreak, but he wants you to choose him. Always pick him, love him, he can keep you safe, and you both want that, right?

Scanlan

He’s a more of a seductive type of yandere

The enchantments used by Bardic Inspiration fog the senses, leaving you becoming easily impressionable by the flowery words he compliments you with

[railroad-migraine]

In honour of Legend of Vox Machina coming out, can we have a Percy x (fem/gender neutral) reader with the prompt "You feel like home to me." Maybe reader also lost their home (or they were from Whitestone too)

'Welcome Home'

-> Percy x GN!Reader

Notes: Angst and fluff, hurt comfort. I started writing this piece in January 2022. As of June 2023, I have now watched TLOVM. Sorry it took a while Anon, but I wanted to save your lovely request for when I eventually got into Vox Machina 💙 Can be read as platonic or romantic

~ Poet

*****

It wasn't meant to be like this.

Things had not gone to plan. What was the plan, you say? That is debatable depending on who you'd ask.

To start, Vax was unfortunately spotted skulking around the enemy's camp. That then lead to small confrontation, one that he'd be fine to handle all by himself, one where he was suspiciously poked and prodded at innocently, but Keyleth instinctually stepped in to save him - thus getting the whole party involved and quickly overwhelmed. It was manageable until the exact moment where Grog lopped off the head of one of the bandits.

To put it simply, all hell broke loose and it all went to shit.

However, in the end, when the bandits lay dead and smloldering by the campfire, it was a victory for Vox Machina.

A victory, maybe. But not quite a win.

Wounds were in need of tending to, and Pike was far too exhausted to treat everyone. Camping in the woods did not seem to be the best option, the trees offering little cover, and neither did the cliff face nearby. Frustrated, tired, hungry - voices raising at each other prickled the hairs at the back of your neck and you knew you had to step up. To be the adult.

"There is a village," you start, but no one chooses to listen, your voice just another one in the argument.

"There is a village," you repeat, a little more firm and insistant, and the others begin to withdraw, eyes falling onto you, "not far from here. I- I didn't mention it before because it doesn't belong on the map. Not anymore, at least.

"We can go there, set up camp, sit down and just shut up for a few hours," you sigh.

Most of the party look hesitant but Scanlan raises a brow and shrugs with an easy nonchalance that you envy. "If you say it's safe, I'm down."

It wasn't meant to be like this.

"It is." You hope. "I promise.

Percy watches you carefully, the fading light of the Sun behind him casting shadows on his face, sharpens his already sharp jawline even further until it cuts into his coat's collar. Something dangerous in his expression. "Lead on, then," but he doesn't sound convinced.

And so you lead your friends to the home and earth that once nurtured your childhood, the very same that you abandoned all those years ago in favour of adventure.

You were still young. Like a child, scarrless, soft, green and new to the greater world that waited for you beyond your doorstep.

It wasn't meant to be like this, you think as you fall to your knees, taking in the grim sight before you. It's hard to tell what exactly happened, whether the homes had been raided and intentionally burned down, or if it had been a simple accident and the townspeople luckily fled somewhere safe.

How long had it been since you left home? What seemed like yesterday were many, many months for your people, and anything can happen in that time apart.

But you never expected to be returning home to a graveyard.

It wasn't meant to be like this.

"I'm sorry."

You sniffle and quickly wipe your nose with the sleeve of your shirt, choking back a bitter laugh. "Percy." He pulls his mouth into a straight line, a grimace of sorts. "You can be a thorn in my side at times, but why should you be sorry?"

He shifts his weight on his feet. "Because... because it's what people might have said to me when I was in a similar state. I'm not sure if it would ever have made me feel better, but I suppose it shows some level of... respect. Condolences. Comfort, sometimes. Or so I've heard."

He pulls his coat tighter around his torso, the bite in the air unforgiving even as you mourn for your childhood home while your knees press into dirt. You risk a glance up at his face, and his forlorn expression shatters your already broken heart. He feigns a weak smile, and ducks his chin in sympathy. "It's not for everyone, I suppose."

It's a cold comfort as your grip on the ashes of your home loosens, and slips through your fingers, like sand lost in the wind.

Percy says your name, clear and grounding, and you manage to tear your gaze from what's left of your history. "Look at me." You crane your neck to look to where he looms over your hunched form. "Home is a feeling... I know that more than anybody."

Slowly, so slowly and gentle as if caught in slow motion, he crouches down to meet your height. He appraises you for a hesitant moment, then reaches out to wipe a tear that trails down your cheek, one that you had accidentally neglected. It smears across your skin smoothly, leaving a clean line in the thin layer of dust you had acquired since the battle and trek over here.

He looks at you softly, and you nearly sob from the incredible amount of emotions you feel all at once. You grip his hand like a lifeline and press it into your face so that you can lean into the comfort he's providing, and a shudder washes over you at the warmth radiating from his glove.

Percy nudges your chin up with his free hand, and you have no choice but to meet his watery eyes.

"And you feel like home to me."

In that moment, you know you feel the same for him.

*****

[posts this and RUNS]

[rightpastnowhere]

Perc’ahlia Week Countdown - Day Three

If you can’t count on me to catch up like I keep promising, then you can at least count on me to be consistent <3

Day Three — Mask / Trinket

(yes the prompts are in a diff order on the collage but i wanted the heart to be visible)

And as usual, some brainstorming!!

Mask

Percy’s mask, “Darling, take the mask off” (c1 e33 / tlovm s1 e12)

Masquerade balls, disguises

Modern AU spa day/facial masks, modern AU Halloween, COVID AU if you really want

Vex’s false confidence/bravado masks, Percy’s mask of nobility, masking for neurodivergent/queer headcanons

Trinket

Trinket, obviously - his relationship with Percy (they were buddies as early as the home campaign!), Percy spoiling him

Trinket and the de Rolo babies, and also Charlie!!

Percy making things for Vex, Vex perhaps making things for Percy, Percy making little trinkets and toys for the kids

Seeing trinkets that remind them of each other, collecting things, shopping for things together, fidget trinkets

Day Three of Perc’ahlia Week will be Tuesday, September 26th!! I don’t know about all of you, but I’m getting really excited!! Head on over to @percahliaweek for more information, and don’t forget to tag your posts - WIPs and anything else related!! - with #percahliaweek !!

[etoilesdeglace]

"That is an amazing D&D choice." (x)

[angelofdumpsterfires]

i fuckin love perc’ahlia

[stormygopher]

The Legend of Vox Machina is a deeply philosophical show that asks important questions such as: “what if the Grand Duchess Anastasia Romanov had a gun?”

[tommieglenn]

Your soul is forfeit

A bit of Percy (and Orthax) for October atmosphere, and in celebration of season 3!

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Also in October I'm having -25% off the commission prices. Here is the info about that, if you'd like to commission me <3

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Links

[undead-knick-knack]

Percy and Trinket chilling in the pokeball together 30years from now

She's simply not going to let them go <3

[liltaireissocute]

i see everyone redrawing this soft Percy so

everyone run and i run :D

(i'm taking heavy artistic liberties with Percy's hair again)

[demigoddessqueens]

You already know WHO I’m going to say, but this is also so Castlevania-AC-other tall boi coded

[serenityfails]

they're in love :\ gross

[rightpastnowhere]

Perc’ahlia Week Countdown - Day Two

I am once again running a bit behind!! I’ll try to get days 3 and 4 posted tomorrow ^^;

Day Two — Darkness / Legacy

And, of course, some brainstorming from the @percahliaweek mod team :)

Darkness

The darkness in both Percy and Vex (Orthax and Saundor’s influence, their shadier tendencies, Briarwood parallels)

What happens when the night falls/the days get long, Vex having dark vision while Percy doesn’t, fun times late at night/in the dark ;)

Bedtime routines, kids scared of the dark, modern AU power outages

“But that darkness must be cast by some light” (Dalen’s Closet), unconsciousness and death

Legacy

Family, being the legacy of their parents/ancestors, their children as their legacy

“I live as long as Whitestone lives” (c1 e56), the city rebuilding under their rule, Percy’s clocktower

Their impact on history/the world and how they’re remembered, either more immediate (a la “The Terrible Tinker of Tal’dorei”) or more distant (i.e. modern day archaeological digs or research projects)

Reincarnation AUs, time travel AUs, and other time fuckery things

Day Two of Perc’ahlia Week will be Monday, September 25th!! And also, moodboards would be lovely contributions, as well as playlists, edits, and other less thought-of creations :) Remember to tag your posts with #percahliaweek !!

[etoilesdeglace]

"Oh! Vax. Did you need something or…" "Mm, just a soak. Mind if I join you?"

[letaliabane]

People absolutely trashing and being hateful to CR need to read this snippet from Sam's interview about "The Legend of Vox Machina."

Just important to know the cast of CR had no idea the season was going to be renewed for S4! Hence why Bard's Lament was probably changed, why a lot was pushed into the ending and an almost "farewell" sort of ending was given to us. They did what they thought was best in case they weren't able to return!

I've seen people on here saying CR have no idea how to write their characters or respect their fans to tell the story "correctly" and have an obligation to because of the kickstarter campaign. Maybe take a step back and think of the other factors that may have had some involvement in the making of this season.

[twinklestarss]

Perc'ahlia x “I love You”

C1E42 | C1E43 | C1E94 | C1E115 | Dalen’s Closet

[neopuff]