#the mighty nine

[ariadne-mouse]

Doodle prompt: roll a d4

1. Snessek, snakeleb, and his familiar, snumpkin

2. Mini mercaleb in modern au Essek's fish tank

3. jonas midst's least favorite holiday tradition (any holiday, midstian or not)

4. Mighty Nein Christmas decoration AU

There are Nein of them! Merry Critmas :)

[eyeofthebrainstorm]

Caleb: showboats a little bit to slowly floating Essek as he casts "fly" on himself

Mr. I'm-a-100-years-old-don't-talk-to-me-young-man Essek: casts "fly" on himself to showboat in return

Please note that canonically when he casts "fly" a pair of sparkly dunamancy wings appear on the back of the subject of the spell.

These two i swear

[critcallyobsessed]

Oh!

Caleb would 100% be attracted to Orym this is not up for debate, it’s just a fact of life.

[foundfamilyhq]

[werewolfsonpage211]

i think i figured out why i love both the mighty nein and deep space 9 so much

every found family needs:

[khalliys]

Welcome

I've been looking through my CR art to find something for a 10th anniversary post on bsky and decided to put the Cognouza Ward back into the 9-eyes-drawing I did of Beau. I didn't like it back then, but 4 years later I think it looks fine actually, lmao.

I'm sure you can figure out who each hand belongs to >:) The ninth hand in front of her, though, is up for interpretation. Could be Dairon's hand, could be her mother's or father's ... or even her own. Are they there to drag her down or hold her up? Who knows.

[edwardnebula]

i thought i posted this one but apparently not.

[shellem15]

Wait everyone shut up I just realized something huge. In Calamity, asmodeus's plot revolved around a big door. In Divergence, his plot also revolved around a big door. Downfall? What did the party have to run through to get to the scroll bank to stop asmodeus? That's right, another door.

Vox Machina's greatest enemy was a door. For Mighty Nein, it was a chair. What is a chair but a door you sit on for your butt? Bells Hells got to Predathos how? A door!

Doors = the Devil. Boom.

[shyjusticewarrior]

The Signal Incorrect Quotes Pt 10

Shiva: You're wasting your time, staring all day at that vision board.

Duke: Well that's not true. It's helped me to achieve my first life goal.

Duke, pointing at board: To "stare all day at a vision board."

Duke: I got a new job. I sit behind white CEOs when they have to testify before congress so they don't look so racist.

Duke: Every fifteen minutes I just whisper some nonsense at them.

[Earlier]

Duke, whispering to Tim: The texture of quiche is unsettling.

[ariadne-mouse]

Silly art prompt: all of the mighty nien jammed into an elevator, and Essek is trying to get in, but he can’t because they’re all in there 

Slight adjustment: they'll always make room for Essek, especially if they can squash him next to Caleb :)

(they collectively take 3 points of piercing damage from his mantle)

[shorthaltsjester]

the mighty nein - critical role

this is a place where i don't feel alone. this is a place where i feel at home.

[raineyraven]

every so often i remember that the nein became nine. then i go what the fuck and i cry

[wizard-hubris]

I cannot believe (aka I completely forgot) that the nine - nein thing started in the FIRST EPISODE in Caleb's FIRST COMBAT ROUND. The impact. The legacy. Mighty Nein really are an icon, a legend, the moment. Who does it like them.

[carlyrossart]

There is always suffering you cannot see.

Aldreda Tavelle and her daughter Mari from the Eyes of Lucien

I really loved her, and the other new characters

[pepperangers]

my favourite peraltiago variants<3

[elahogn]

one book that makes me sympathize so hard with the villain. It's been a good couple of months since I finished this book but these few images keep circling in my head.

'The Nine Eyes of Lucien' excerpts under the break

"Do you remember that fiend we fought outside of Berleben? Gods, but that thing had a stench. I thought it was going to feast on my entrails, and Brevyn couldn't get a clear shot, then you found us and got it to chase you just long enough for me to cast and bind it," she said, laughing, and wiped at her brow. "I think that was the day Brev fell for you."

He tried to access the memory, but all he could conjure were the blurry faces of a younger Cree and Brevyn, one on each side of him, haloed in the luminous shine of an enchanted swamp, a few scraggly trees behind offering shade. "Bloody good timing!" Cree had shrieked, and she and Brevyn kissed him on the face. His cheeks burned where the kisses had landed.

--

That's her. The charm. Do you remember? The circus, the lights, the way Yasha's rare smile just lights up the whole fucking night? I know you remember her. She's like your Brevyn, Circus Man. She and I might only have been friends, but I think you have a type.

--

The bright blast of a spell punched into his chest, a rain of blood and sparks exploding from the wound. Lucien pushed his hands into the opening, pulling against the flesh and bones, eager, at last, for the pain to stop. There was a flicker of laughter somewhere in the distance, and a smile he wanted to curl up inside of, and a promise of a long sleep at the end of a longer journey. This was the realm of dreams, after all, and anything was possible.