#yasha and the orphanmakers

[arabella-strange]

the way I'm gonna smash that rb button when somebody makes the cute-as-hell gifs of Ashley and Robbie (as Yasha and Dorian) miming themselves jamming while everybody else across the Nein Hells has a serious conversation? pray for my keyboard

[c-kiddo]

oough .the thoughts in my brain . yes. trans masc-ish nonbinary lesbian yasha hanging out w tgirl jester and transfem nonbinary autigender caduceus . . ....... ......... heres how yasha and the orphanmakers can still win despite their music being soo shit. .. its by being transexual !

[batstitchnerdycrossstitch]

Everyone loves a lesbian with a sword! 😍😍😍

New pattern in my etsy shop AND it’s part of my pride sale that ends on Friday!

[xfactor7aurora]

"Everyday I think about untwisting and untangling the strings I'm in and to lead a pure life and to look ahead at a clear sky. Ain't gonna get there- but it's a nice dream.

It's a nice dream"

Beauyasha for the soul

[env0]

I leaned over to my friend when Fjord was talking about fixing up the Orphanage situation he came from, and told my friend that Yasha should change her title to the “OrphanTaker” and not even a minute later Beau says that to her. I screamed and flailed at my friend in the theatre!

[tiamat-zx]

Looks like with that tattoo, Yasha picked up the Abberant Dragonmark feat back at level 16.

Knowing what we know, that tracks.

+1 to CON to go from 14 to 15.

Free cantrip and 1st-level spell from the sorcerer list: Thunderclap and Absorb Elements.

And what I assume is the flaw: "The skin around the mark is burned, scaly, or withered." Or in Yasha's case, scarred.

Yasha’s new tattoo

[threewishgoldfish]

Yasha, The Orphanmaker

[edelgarfield]

the importance of names within the mighty nein is something that is so fascinating

there's Caleb & Bren, Nott & Veth, Genevieve & Jester, Yasha & The Orphanmaker, Lucien & Mollymauk & Kingsley, and now Essek & Seth

Fjord, Caduceus, & Beau don't have aliases, but Stone & Clay are symbolically connected, and Beauregard's name was never supposed to be hers, it belonged to the son her father wanted

identity & connection & fate & destiny & the past & the future, rotating them in my mind

[greenpa1nt]

Hit me. Let me see what you’ve got.

#criticalrole #criticalrolefanart #criticalrolespoilers #yasha #beau #luc #hitme #orphanmaker #mightynein criticalrolelive

[gentle-giant-swag]

GENTLE GIANT SWAG CITRON BRACKET FINALS

KIRYU KAZUMA (yakuza) vs YASHA NYDOORIN (critical role)

Propaganda under the cut

Extra propaganda is always recommended but please don’t put it in the tags!

Kiryu

He is the legendary Dragon of Dojima who would do anything to make his adoptive idol daughter happy, runs a sunny orphanotrophium on the beach of Okinawa and can never forgive making children cry. He will break bones and heal hearts. He is also a giant himbo who falls for most scams he encounters and was incarcerated for ten years for a crime he did not commit, all to protect his best buddy. He has a great singing voice and loves playing with cats.

Yasha

beautiful woman whos title used to be "The Orphanmaker" but now she is a housewife who loves her wife and her friends and has a big fucking sword but also collects flowers for her dead wife's grave and aHHHHH I LOVE HER

[rockindocs]

Yasha Nydoorin, Orphanmaker, Chain Beaker, Angel Reborn, Punisher and Redeemer. Champion of the Stormlord

[c-kiddo]

jester yasha and cad starting a band as yasha and the orphanmakers was a one off joke/scene in canon but not to meee. heres my vision for vibes if they were not shit and instead cool . also because i think jester would think chaise longue is funny and yasha could do the quiet "what?" and cad can keep the cool and slay bass riff going

[grayintogreen]

WIP WEDNESDAY

Happy WIP Wednesday! I'm currently 12k into this chapter with four scenes left, so even with my upcoming weekend trip, I'm well ahead of schedule to post on the 15th.

For today's preview, let's see how Molly is doing after that big shake-up last chapter!

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Mollymauk Tealeaf fully returned to consciousness while sitting in a bar in the middle of Hell and no that was not a euphemism.

It was a short-lived experience, his trip to Hell. He had time, after exchanging a quick series of thoughts to Lucien, to process that he was sitting at a table with Obann, Yasha, and the Laughing Hand like the set-up to the world’s worst joke, and that the people all around him were not Vasselheim locals judging by the brightly colored skin and horns and the way they set his blood on fire, and then suddenly, before he could fully comprehend why that was, he was thrust back into the frigid embrace of winter in the Vesper Timberlands like none of it had ever happened.

But it did.

And a lot more than that had happened- not that he could afford to think about it.

He must have looked a sight because upon arrival back at the makeshift camp, Ashley gave him an odd look and then immediately decided to light into Zerxus, which at least gave him a moment to compose himself. “What was that?”

“They got away.”

Molly’s heart pounded in his ears. He had been trapped in the Astral Sea being crushed by the weight of Cognouza for gods only knows how long- he had no context for what was going on while the Somnovem were fully in control of his body and if he thought about any of that too long, his legs would give out. He needed to focus on the present, listen to what Ashley said when he believed there weren’t any defiant ears close by and be objective about it, rather than panicking about what occurred when he wasn’t in control. Difficult- especially when all he wanted to do was find the nearest bush to puke and hyperventilate into- but not impossible.

“You absolute… motherfucker,” Ashley deadpanned, dragging a gloved hand across his face. “Now if we’re gonna corrupt this nexus, we’ve gotta use angelblood over here.”

“It has worked before,” Obann, standing so dangerously close to Yasha that it made something feral in Molly bare its teeth even while on the outside he remained completely vacant. “Jayne and I corrupted numerous nexus points close to fanes with the Orphanmaker.”

“Of course.” He approached Molly, muttering under his breath so low that the only reason it was heard was because he was actively listening. “Like I wanna do everything Jayne did.” He snapped his fingers in his face. “Yoohoo. Somnovem. How was Hell? Was it great?”

Molly, for no reason he fully understood, found it extremely easy not to blink. He simply tapped into whatever he was before he became Mollymauk- empty. Nothing bothered him, nothing was worth a reaction. There was no one at home behind these eyes at all. And all the while, curled up in a dark corner of his own head and feeling more like a parasite than the actual owner of this body, he begged please please buy it because I don’t have any other ideas besides grabbing Yasha and running.

Ashley leaned down into his space, his nose practically pressed into his. His breath smelled faintly of almonds. “Huh. Must be out to lunch.”

He leaned back and stepped away. “Fine. It was a nice idea, but it’s not like we really need to corrupt the nexus point right now anyway. We’re due at the Chantry of the Dawn in two days. Joni’s gonna get us the information on where the Crests are. We just need to figure out which one of these assholes has the tome, which we would’ve also gotten if someone hadn’t missed his mark.”

He shot another filthy look at Zerxus, who, through either geasa or a lack of interest, simply looked disaffected by the whole affair. Occasionally, he would steal glances Molly’s way and sweat began to bead at the back of his neck. He knows something.

How much time did he have to fake this before the Somnovem reconstituted themselves? Everything he and Lucien had exchanged in quick jolts had been primarily emotions and flashes of intent. There was no telling how long this would last and when it did, they were going to drag him back under and pin him beneath the rubble of their city and demand that he build it back up with only his dreams.

Gods, no wonder Lucien had been so terrified of them. Molly had never understood what it was like to truly fear the Somnovem until he was in their territory with no hope of escape. The idea that any moment they might show up again threatened to crack his veneer of emptiness.

Stay calm. Whatever you do.

He looked to Yasha- vacant, empty, operating fully on muscle memory. If he couldn’t stay strong for his own sake, then by gods, he needed to do it for her. He leapt into this unwinnable circumstance for her and Lucien had given him a chance to possibly pull a victory out of his ass where none had existed before. He owed it to everyone to be smart.

Ashley stalked off to tend to something, snapping his fingers to signal the Laughing Hand to follow him. Like a gargantuan, giggling hound, he fell into pace with him. The rest of the camp fell into an uneasy routine of awkward silence and Obann was so close to Yasha that Molly didn’t dare try to sidle closer to her, just for one brief bit of cold comfort.

Zerxus started to walk past him, but stopped just shy of passing him. The sheer size of him dwarfed Molly, blocking him from sight of the others and allowed the paladin to whisper, “I know you are present. I will not say anything unless I am asked. Do not give them a reason to ask me.”

Molly gave a barely perceptible jerk of his chin in a nod, his heart thudding in his chest.

“Jourrael killed a dwarf who was with your friends. I do not remember seeing her at the King’s Cage.”

Wake. It had to be Wake. Of course they would have gone to her to seek help. The urge to cry was almost impossible to choke back, but Molly was nothing if not an expert at delaying negative emotions. The break would be horrible when he could allow himself the time to feel them, but for now he only gave a little, pained exhale and then swallowed the rest.

“I am telling you this because I believe your tabaxi cleric can right a very old wrong for me. That is why I did everything I could to let them go. I cannot promise how much help I will be- I can only do what I am asked to do and what will I have to speak freely is through exploiting loopholes in the geas. It has been a long time with these monsters without anyone to speak to.”

He recognized the need in his dark brown eyes- a loneliness so powerful that it was smothering. Molly’s heart leapt into his throat at the realization that he wasn’t alone in the lion’s den. Yasha was unreachable, but someone, for as long as they could both lie through their teeth and the Somnovem were far away, would help him.

A horrible cry went up off in the distance, like something in pain, followed by the echo of a dozen mouths laughing in what sounded, uncomfortably, like relief. Molly didn’t understand what that meant at the time, but he felt a strong sense that it could only be a good thing. Another omen, another promise that it would be all right- that things were working in his favor.

Zerxus returned to his post at the edge of camp to keep watch for Ashley and the Laughing Hand’s return, leaving Molly, staring vacantly and feigning emptiness while his heart swelled with all the hope that Ashley saw fit to crush, kept safe for now.

I can do this.

[stardustedknuckles]

It just hit me that Yasha is wearing one sleeve to cover her orphanmaker runes and baring the other arm to specifically highlight her chainbreaker tattoo. It's an entirely new identity for her.

[waltwhitmansbeard]

fuck it, mighty nein battlebots au bc i have the Brain Rot™️

(before i continue pls know that at the time of writing i’ve just started the 2022 season so if you spoil me for anything i will block you and also burn your house down)

i’m not smart enough to think up nine robots all on my own so i’m gonna use existing bots and explain how i think m9 would make them their own, starting with

fjord — kraken

i mean…c’mon. look at it. kraken was made for fjord. not always the most effective but fuck is it fun to watch. obv fjord would call it uk’otoa

caleb — madcatter

kitty themed with a giant paw?? the only thing caleb would change is the color palette (going orange, ofc) and adding the obligatory flamethrower for family-murdering purposes. oh, and ofc he’d call it frumpkin.

jester — hijinx

i’m not gonna lie: this bot is not good. but LOOK AT IT! it’s BEAUTIFUL!! jester would put so much time and thought and attention into her bots aesthetics if it doesn’t do a lot of damage, well, at least it was pretty. also, hijinx??? a perfect jester name

yasha — tombstone

it's simple. it's to the point. it is here to kill you. sometimes it gets off-balance and absolutely destroys itself. just change the name to orphanmaker and you're good to go.

beau — uppercut

POP POP BITCH!! this one's blade is literally fist and it is consistently one of the HARDEST hitters in the entire fucking game. it has exploded other bots' gas tanks on MULTIPLE occasions. it's a team of absolute nerds from mit. paint this thing cobalt soul blue and it's all beau all day.

caduceus — duck!

this is duck! IT'S A DUCK. DO YOU SEE. THAT IT IS A DUCK. THERE IS AN ITERATION OF THIS BOT THAT QUACKS. duck! used to be very good and unfortunately is not so good anymore but i love duck! with all my heart because it's a DUCK!

nott — tantrum

so that small circular hunk of metal there in the middle not only spins, but it also punches. it was not so great it's first two years but then it had a bit of a metamorphosis and went on to kick absolute ass. idk this just looks like some insane shit that nott/veth would put together. maybe with a yellow color scheme?

molly — jackpot

the glitter! the cards! the dual weapons! the ability to pack an absolute wallop! this robot is gay and so is molly. i just think he'd go w a tarot theme instead of poker.

essek — shatter!

ugh this one is hard for me bc i fucking hate this bot but it does give essek vibes. first, the color scheme, ofc, but then this thing has omniwheels, which essentially make it look like it's floating across the floor. it needs to be incredibly precise when it hits (which is one reason why it sucks) and the colored bits are ablative armor made to protect shatter off (another reason why it sucks), and that seems like something essek would think up.