#rqg vesseek

[areyouokaypanda]

I sometimes go ages without thinking of them, but they always come back. Thanks to @crustaceousfaggot for the roundhouse kick of inspiration~

[franzis-frantic-thoughts]

[angryducktimemachine]

Part One of HANDS! SO MANY HANDS. I asked for characters hands to draw on Instagram and here's the Fanart page.

[ID: a digital, fully colored page of different characters hands. They all have the characters names written next to them.

Sasha Racketts hands are pale and her left one is in a glove while her right hand is missing two of her fingers. She's holding a dagger with her left hand.

Martin Blackwoods hands are pale with freckles on them. He's holding a knife in his left hand.

Vesseek and Grizzop are holding hands. Vesseeks skin is a dark green with darker fur and pink nails. Grizzops skin is grey and his nails are black. Both their nails are sharp.

Jon Sims hands have brown skin and a large burn scar on the right hand. He's wearing an ace ring and is gently holding his right hand in his left. There are a few smaller worm related scars and a bandaid.

Zolfs hand is tan with a bit of white hair on the back of it. He's wearing an ace ring and black nail polish. His hand is resting next to Wildes, which is lighter than Zolfs. Wilde is wearing an aro ring.

Arthur Lester's hands are pale and his right pinky is wooden with dark veins leading down over the back of his hand. The cuff of his sleeve is blood stained. His right hand is gently touching the palm of his left.

The background is a plain beige. /End ID]

[crayonturtle]

reached the point of my relisten where vesseek is introduced and i just. g. gob. gobbo.

[makesometime]

Could I get 31 for the kiss meme? Maybe with Vesseek/Wilde or Vesseek/Zolf? Your pick!

Anything for you <3<3

31. A kiss… after a small rejection.

They’ve been staying with Oscar in London for a couple of weeks now. The clutch are making their way across Europe to help with rebuilding where they can, and Vesseek could go join them but…

There’s safety in the familiarity here. Oscar knew Grizzop. He’s one of the few left now that did. That connection means something.

(It means they end up in his bed more often than not.)

Vesseek walks through the halls of his flat (suspiciously wide) and into his kitchen (with strangely low counters) and feela the weight of a presence on their shoulders that they don’t understand. It’s not Grizzop, they know what Grizzop feels like.

It’s different. It’s heavy.

And it’s not just them that it’s weighing down.

They fix themself a meal and put some leftovers in the icebox for if Oscar decides to eat today (they tried to feed him once and he looked at them like they’d punched him, so they’ve not actively tried since). It’s probably a good day to get out of the house and find somewhere to help - Azu offered a role for them at the temple that sounded nice enough.

But... they should stop by Oscar’s office before they go anywhere. He’s not slept. Maybe they can tempt him to bed for another reason and leave once he passes out…

“Ah, Vesseek.”

Oscar's adept at pretending. Grizzop had told them as much in one of the few letters he sent back before everything went so very very wrong. But they’re starting to learn how to see beneath the mask.

“Oscar. You busy?”

He smiles, rests his chin on his upturned palm. “I am. Always.”

“Don’t suppose I can tempt you away?”

It’s the eyes. The face? That doesn’t change. But Oscar’s eyes, they reflect his entire soul, now. Vesseek wonders if he knows. They won’t tell him. They suspect whatever (whoever) caused that to happen wouldn’t be happy if they came back and found it undone.

“I, uh…”

They watch as he takes a letter from on top of his pile of work and folds it, swiftly tucking it into a torn-open envelope. 

“I don’t think so.” He says, as soft as anything. “Not today.”

They move across to him, skirting around his big desk and standing at his side. Without speaking, they put their hand on his and squeeze. 

“I’m—.”

“It’s okay.” They say. “Honestly,  don’t mind. Plenty to do.”

They submit to him raking his attention over their face, trying to tell if they’re lying to him. Apparently satisfied, he nods and then leans down, Vesseek smiling and lifting their chin.

The kiss is sweet, so they nip at his lip when he pulls back. It works - Oscar chuckles, a warm sound that makes them feel a little better about walking out of the front door and leaving him to his problems. 

“I’ll see you later, though?”

Oscar nods. “Oh I’ll be here. If nothing else is certain, darling, that much is.”

[loverboybrightsideghost]

okay remaking this! since i'm not sure if it was ever canonically confirmed the "exact" (eh) nature of their relationship:

[yamikakyuu]

My gift to @koscheyyy for CTLmas, Gob Fam fun.

[cosmictap]

I did not give Vesseek nearly as much attention as they deserved through my first listen oh my god i love them so much

[emwoman25]

Hey friends!

Here is my story for this year's RQ Big Bang! Please enjoy my silly magic shenanigan's with everyone's favorite goblin.

Thanks to @pilesofnonsense for hosting this event and the talented @phenomenice for making so much amazing art for this story.

[ducessaeva]

apparently I’m on a post battle hug theme lately..

[areyouokaypanda]

Back at it again with the goblin life partners.

[franzis-frantic-thoughts]

It's gonna take some time, but I'll get back

After everything is said and done, Hamid decides to join Vesseek in their search for the Clutch. Azu and Emeka join them as they make their way from London to Berlin, with no magic, and no assurance that they'll find what they're looking for.

For @varyathevillain as part of the third annual CTL Gift Exchange. Happy Reading!

[knifemartin]

just can't stop thinking about how different grizzop's choice could have been if the cult hadn't taken vesseek but instead took one of the clutch

because grizzop swore an oath to his god and he knows his partner can handle themself, but he made an oath to the clutch when he adopted them, and they're just children, and he's meant to be their father!

and azu and hamid come racing down the stairs and grizzop is shoving adamantine into moving parts of the factory, and he's got to keep moving because there's a job to do there's a task to finish-

-and azu comes up to him, giant hand on his small shoulder. "they have our family. they have a baby goblin. grizzop, are you a father?"

and it hits so hard because he was expecting them to take vesseek! anyone who knows grizzop knows vesseek is the most important person to him, hardly anyone even knows about their clutch! but azu's eyes are round and her hand is trembling, only slightly, and he knows he underestimated them.

"who?" he asks before he can stop himself, but azu didn't know about the clutch, let alone who each of them are. there's one of his children, kidnapped and scared, and he doesn't even know which one.

grizzop made a promise to artemis that he'd finish this hunt and save as many people as possible- and the stake right now is most of the entire world. but he made a promise, too, to six orphaned goblins without a chance in the world, and it's because of him and that promise that one of them has been taken and used against him.

he's gonna have to break one of those promises

[makesometime]

16 or 42 for RQG? Any ship you like, you've got good taste :D

I couldn't decide on a ship so I chose: all of them :3

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“Are you going to get out of bed today?”

The question isn't directed at anyone in particular, but it's Vesseek whose head pops out from under the covers in response.

“No.”

Grizzop huffs as they disappear once more, rolling his eyes when a faint ripple of twin laughter reaches his ears. He'd've thought the scent of bacon on the air would be enough to tempt but...

“Alright, suit yourselves.”

There's a ruffle of material and then Wilde's head appears, his expression just as mischievous as Vesseek's. “You could join us you know. Tuesdays are for staying in bed now.”

He frowns. His hands settle on his hips even though they've all teased him enough for it being his default stance. “What.”

“It's a new law.” Vesseek says, reaching out a hand for him. “Look it up.”

It's the sort of bullshit that only the two of them would pull, and precisely the kind of bullshit that he sees right through immediately. But... well.

He can't be blamed for the fact that it sounds nice can he?

Zolf chooses that moment to wander through with four mugs of tea, nudging Grizzop where he still lingers in the doorway. “Can't break the law, can ya? With your oath an' all?”

Grizzop hesitates, but it's a token gesture. They all know that they've already won.

He drops his bow and tugs off his jacket to the sound of twin cheers from the bed and Zolf's rich laughter. He barely has time to get his boots off before he's tugged back between Wilde and Vesseek, a place it had been hard enough to leave once today.

“You're telling Eva why I didn't turn up today.” He says, as Vesseek takes his face and presses a gentle, tea-warmed kiss to his lips.

“She'll understand.” Vesseek assures him. “It's the law, after all.”

[stuff-and-such-art]

NEW CHAPTER NERDS check it out!!! @esperanzagalaxy throwing some serious punches with some emotional development for these beloved characters 😭 Here’s some propaganda- i mean art, fanart- for eots. Enjoy Zolf’s dusty studio, map, me also falling in love with zolf at the mention of having seconds prepared, Hamid’s handkerchief attack, and the nerds peeping on their friends 🥰