#vexleth fic

[uselessgayshit]

of course I’m re-reading this fic and this popped out and punched me in the heart this time around

[somethingwritey]

Pretty Little Things — a Vexleth Fic

The Solstice is approaching. Keyleth is overworked. Vex has a duty to Whitestone. But when Vex's marriage begins to fall apart and Keyleth invites her on a scouting mission to Issylra, they both end up getting a little more adventure than either of them expected.

or

Vex and Keyleth have been in love with each other for years, and it's coming to bite them in the ass.

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In other words, I've finally posted the first chapter to my newest Vexleth longfic, featuring pining, marital issues, sexual-tension stake-outs, and some ill-timed kisses.

Read Chapter One Here!

This lovely art was done by my dear @anklebit on Twitter and Instagram. Thank you, darling, for letting me use it as my banner!

[criticalbeauregard]

vexleth sketch (click for better quality)

it's "i have passed through fire" keyleth not "i have passed through bees"

inspo: @elliesgaymachete for the idea :)

[unicyclehippo]

spare some vexleth? maybe? "i don't believe this"

‘i don’t believe this. i don’t believe you. you should have told us.’

‘and when was i - ow - supposed to do that? how? maybe when you were all the way across the continent in emon organising the armies, doing exactly what i was trying to do? maybe i should have - ah - told you then! can you please stop trying to make me sit!’ she growls at her helper—someone left behind by her right hand, who doesn’t deserve to be growled at, but if they touch her one more time… her growl deepens.

they scurry to the door, yanking it shut behind them to “give the tempest time with her guest” she hears from the antechamber.

across the room, vex purses her lips to keep from smiling; she’s upset, still, about keyleth’s wounds and finding out from esqoult of all people—whom vex considers an “idiotic blowhard tight-fisted hateful byblow of a rock” at the best of times—and the attack at the red centre and vax. unceasingly she is upset about vax. unceasingly, his death follows them both like feathers in their hair; he is their constant, dark companion. keyleth’s near death, however, is far more recent and unclosing wounds is a new and hellish experience that hurts them both.

anger crackles in her gut. she hasn’t the energy to shift forms but smoke curls in tendrils out of her nose, sparks smoulder in the one fist she can actually close. her other hand aches, split to bone.

‘sending stones aren’t working. our earrings aren’t working. sending—‘ she takes a moment to breathe. it hurts. ‘sending spells aren’t working, not that i have that anyway. and a bird,’ she grunts, propping herself against the headboard, ‘would take days at the very least. so tell me, lady vex’ahlia, when exactly was i supposed to tell you?’

‘i don’t know! but when you’re nearly dead, you make the effort!’ vex commands.

it looks good on her. keyleth can admit that in very private thoughts and fever dreams. maybe a death bed. she stares across at vex, who has only ever grown into her considerable beauty, and manages a shaky smile. command has always looked good on vex.

‘missed you. if that - i don’t know - helps.’

vex snorts. ‘yes, darling, i missed you too. obviously. i’m furious with you that you nearly died, oh and also we really must meet up when the world isn’t alarmingly close to being obliterated.’

‘brunch?’

‘girls day. i’ll invite pike.’

‘i thought - just you and me,’ keyleth says, trying on a flirtatious smile. it’s been a long time since she wore it last, some fifteen, twenty years. it feels weird so she stops trying. ‘ignore that. ignore me. i’m- death bed propositions.’

‘stop it. you’re not in your death bed.’

keyleth glances around the room. it’s empty, just her and vex, so she can admit, ‘feels like it.’

vex softens. she always does. she gets angry first, angry and scared, because she’s lost a lot in her time and she learned early and harder than most that the only way to stop that was to fight back with everything, anything. she does bitter and snide and bitchy and mocking better than anyone keyleth knows, but that’s because vex is better than anyone keyleth knows, and it all comes from the same heart. vex softens, and she comes to sit lightly on the side of keyleth’s bed.

‘what can i do?’

‘nothing. nothing. it’s all - there’s people helping me already. cursed flowers and potion stuff. bells hells.’

vex starts. ‘the ones who came to us? with her?’

‘did you -‘ she can move, a little. it hurts but hell, what in life doesn’t hurt? she covers vex’s hand with hers. ‘did you talk to her? i saw her - alive this time. she’s…sweet. strange but sweet.’

‘i know. at least, i thought so.’

keyleth slid her fingers over vex’s. ‘you gave her your ring.’

vex laughs, bitter-edged. ‘yes, and it made up entirely for all the shit that poor girl has been through.’

‘not your fault. it isn’t,’ she insists, when vex goes all stone-jawed and stubborn. ‘didn’t you - tell percy that? it’s true for him too. isn’t it?’

vex rolls her eyes to the ceiling. makes a wet, disgusted noise. ‘i suppose.’ after a long moment, she says, ‘how did she look? delilah’s doll?’

‘don’t call her that.’

‘my lookalike.’

‘she doesn’t look much like you,’ keyleth tells her. it’s a lie. she looks so much like vex had, like vax does in their memories. young. ‘i don’t know. they’re due back today, maybe tomorrow. stay. you can - ow - talk to her.’

vex nods. strokes keyleth’s clenched hand. ‘i’ll stay until you’re well.’

‘you’re a hero, vex. you’re needed elsewhere, i’m sure,’

‘keyleth, it’s war. the treasury is open. they don’t need me for that—they need my very expert clerks, gods bless them. i’m here with you.’ the stubborn look resolidifies. vex tilts her head in such a way that keyleth is sure her heart is about to fall right out of her split-open chest, and leans forward to press a kiss to the corner of her mouth. pulling back, she searches keyleth’s eyes; whatever she finds there makes her nod, quite satisfied, and she smiles. ‘besides, your assistants are going to need a hero to keep you in bed and resting. i volunteer, as it happens.’

[lespetitesmortsde]

Out of curiosity... if I were to dip back into an old pairing, one I rarely write, or try a new one... who should it be?

I've done a lot of Supercorp and Imodna (especially lately) and I'm thinking I should branch out maybe? Do something funky in December/January perhaps?

Thoughts?

[elliesgaymachete]

Vexleth - number 22 (in a rush of adrenaline)

Vex noticed the ambush a split second before it happened. The crunch of dirt underfoot and the twang of drawn bows gave it away. She wasn’t sure how many, but she knew they were outnumbered.

“Keyleth, get down!” was all she could shout before the hail of arrows began.

She shoved Keyleth prone, so most of the arrows missed her, but a few grazed Vex in the process. She drew her own bow.

“What do you think, darling?” Vex muttered. “Should we show them not to underestimate us?”

Keyleth nodded. “Definitely.”

Her form began to shift as she lunged for the nearest archer. Vex smirked, satisfied that Kiki could take care of herself.

Vex sent arrows toward everyone she could see. Most of them went down in one hit, easy. They have must been petty thieves, looking to cut the purses of some unsuspecting looking women. They had know idea what they were getting into.

Vex didn’t bother killing them. She hoped, at least, that this would teach them a lesson.

After she downed four masked figures, she turned to see how Keyleth was faring, only to find a spellcaster towering over her, magic sparkling at their fingertips. She gulped.

Just then, a roar pierced the air as the caster was tackled by a large, predator cat, paws the size of their head, claws out. The figure crumpled to the ground, and as the beast stood, it shifted back into the familiar visage of her friend. Keyleth tripped over the legs of the person she had just knocked prone and stumbled into Vex’s arms.

She looked up, panting heavily, and gave Vex a shy smile.

Gods, she was beautiful.

Vex’s heart pounded in her chest from the rush of battle, but also from the way the sunlight hit Keyleth’s eyes, setting the green irises aflame. Her grip tightened around Keyleth’s waist, her gaze dropped to soft lips.

Keyleth’s eyes grew wide and a blush colored her cheeks. “Vex…” she started. “What are you—?”

Vex cut her off with a swift, lingering kiss. She could hear her own heart thrumming in her ears, she could feel Keyleth’s pulse thrumming under her fingertips, she could taste the sweat on her lips.

When they broke apart, Keyleth was still panting, but it wasn’t from the fight this time.

“Vex’ahlia,” she whispered, as she anxiously fiddled with a strap of armor on Vex’s chest. “What was that for?”

Vex shrugged. “I wanted to,” she admitted.

Keyleth’s eyes were still wide and her mouth hung open in shock. She didn’t say anything for a moment, and Vex hastily began to pull up her own walls again.

“Is that a problem?” she added, with just a bit too much defensive contempt. Vex felt a little guilty for lashing out, but this seemed to snap Keyleth out of her daze. She blinked.

“No,” Keyleth said quickly. She wrapped a hand around the back of Vex’s neck, brushed a thumb across the line of her jaw, and smiled. “No. No problem at all. I liked—er—you can do it again. If you want.”

Vex couldn’t help but chuckle at Keyleth’s nervous mannerisms. She brushed a red lock out of her face and tucked it behind her ear. She let her hand linger and gently cupped her cheek.

“As you wish.”

This time, as Vex leaned in, Keyleth stood on her tip toes and met her lips in the middle.

[bonnieronniexo]

“You can have it, you know…”

“It’s not mine to have.”

You Know I'm in Love with You, Right? - PenMasterShepard [@penmastershepard]

[armysonemeu]

I need all my Vexleth shippers to go read You Know I'm in Love with You, Right ? by PenMasterShepard on Ao3 because when I tell you this fic had me crying from just Chapter 2 I'm not even kidding. The writing is absolutely beautiful and the story flows so naturally I'm just blown away by how amazing it is. It's currently at 11 chapters with more than 77k words and it's so worth it because every word will just have you in love with Vex and Keyleth and their relationship. Such a great read and still ongoing I swear it's so beautiful.

(Also side note I will be continuing my vexleth moments from C1 so will be posting some of those soon).

[help-i-need-a-cool-username]

Watching the tlovm episode of them wandering the fey realm as someone who hasnt seen campaign 1 i genuinely thought the spores Vex and Keyleth were hit with was gonna be a sex pollen thing. I was sitting there in fear like "am i about to watch the sex pollen trope on screen" bc lets be real that was a totally plausible conclusion to draw with this show

[crazywolf828]

Rating: Explicit

Archive Warning: No Archive Warnings Apply

Category: F/F

Fandom: Critical Role (Web Series)

Relationship: Keyleth/Vex'ahlia (Critical Role)

Characters: Vex'ahlia (Critical Role), Keyleth (Critical Role)

Additional Tags: Smut, Blindfolds, Gentle Sex, it's real soft y'all, Kinktober

Summary:

"Darling, you need to calm down." Vex's voice is smooth, but somehow calming. It helps some of the tension leave Keyleth's shoulders, "We don't have to do this." "No, no, I want to." She does too, she always worries, her mind is always so full of fears and regrets, she wants to forget what they've been through, if only for a little bit. - Kinktober Prompt: Blindfolds

[cadykeus-clay]

frankly I'm so glad tlovm is as popular as it is not bc of anything real. but bc I have some polymachina fic that might come out of the woodwork after like. 4-5 years in hiding and with all the new show viewers I might actually get some real reader activity on it

[somethingwritey]

thanks for y'all's patience! pretty little things will be updated so soon, i promise!!!

every time they hint that keyleth is possibly dead in canon i freak out send help

[somethingwritey]

<3 always incredibly honored when artists draw scenes from my fics! thank you!!

“You are far too drunk for that, I’m afraid.” Vex told herself it was just the alcohol making Keyleth talk like that. They’d never made out before—at least not officially. 

“And you’re pretty,” Keyleth continued, completely unaware. “You’re so pretty. And you’re so—so unhappy. You’re miserable. You’re beautiful and miserable, and I think that’s sad.” 

Vex almost choked on her own spit. “Is that so?” 

Keyleth shrugged. “You don’t have to listen to me.” 

Pretty Little Things by @somethingwritey

and i can't colour for shit oops anyways i need people to know i am reading

[lespetitesmortsde]

It takes less than a second for Keyleth to clock the opener as Sapphic as hell. There's no way those glances are purely platonic.

or

A Musician AU.

Day 27 of Imodnovember. 27 AUs down, 3 to go. Prompt: Poppy

Keyleth lets Pike lead the way up the steps to their seats. They’re here to support their old friend from college, Vex, who’s made a name for herself in the music world as a progressive country artist. She’s headlining a show in Whitestone and they couldn’t help but buy tickets. It’s been a long time since they’ve seen her, maybe six or seven years at this point?

Vex left Emon for Jrusar almost before she’d even walked the stage to get her degree – a condition placed upon her by her arrogant ass of a father. They hadn’t really heard from her since, but in addition to her various albums over the years, she just put out a fairly explicitly bisexual EP – and it’s really good. Not that Keyleth’s listened to it a lot or anything.

Of course, Keyleth already knew Vex wasn’t straight. It was hard to have the kind of queer-platonic friendship they’d had in college with someone heterosexual. Vex never called, never texted, though. Not even when Keyleth knew for a fact she was in town, opening for someone else or playing a small fifty-person bar. Her number hasn’t changed.

[Read the rest on AO3]

[elliesgaymachete]

Vexleth, separated from the party and exhausted after a fight, sheltering from the dangerous place that they're stranded in

Dearest anon (if you still follow me or even still use this website),

You sent me this prompt in December 2020 and I’m pleased to inform you that I’ve finally finished the fic this inspired that I started writing almost three years ago. You can read it on ao3 if you’re still interested. Sorry it took so long but, hey, at least I got to it eventually!

Best wishes,

elliesgaymachete

[dat-nerd-gurl]

This new/old ship destroyed me

I am reading "You Know I'm in Love with You Right?" by PenMasterShepard. This is my first ever Vexleth fic I have read and if the rest of this pairing are 0.01% as good as this one I will never stop reading. My eyes have been opened to what was, what could have, and what never will be. I have been broken and put back together in one singular moment and I will never not look at the stars and think of those fated idiots in love.