I Thought I Could Get Through This Without Sobbing, But Damn If I Didnt Break Near The End. Very Beautifully

I thought I could get through this without sobbing, but damn if I didn’t break near the end. Very beautifully written!

Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Critical Role (Web Series) Rating: Mature Warnings: Major Character Death Relationships: Percival “Percy” Fredrickstein Von Musel Klossowski de Rolo III/Vex'ahlia, Scanlan Shorthalt/Pike Trickfoot, Percival “Percy” Fredrickstein Von Musel Klossowski de Rolo III & Vox Machina Characters: Percival “Percy” Fredrickstein Von Musel Klossowski de Rolo III, Vex'ahlia (Critical Role), Keyleth (Critical Role), Pike Trickfoot, Scanlan Shorthalt, Grog Strongjaw, Vax'ildan (Critical Role) Additional Tags: Heavy Angst, Death, Grief/Mourning, Post-Campaign 1 (Critical Role), Angst, Percival “Percy” de Rolo III Angst, Character Death, Wakes & Funerals, Survivor Guilt, Character Study, Mild Hurt/Comfort, Canon-Typical Violence, Raven Vax'ildan (Critical Role), Do not post to another site, Percival “Percy” de Rolo III Has Issues, worst case scenario, Angst and Tragedy Summary:

It was never supposed to end like this. Percy was always supposed to go first, go peacefully, slip into a permanent sleep with his wife and children by his side.

But life was never kind to Percival de Rolo. He just never imagined it could get this cruel.

Or, after several horrible twists of fate, Percival de Rolo becomes the last living member of Vox Machina.

@romeoandjulietyouwish  this is based on the Percy ask that broke my brain. I’m sorry to all of you. 

Thinking about a newbie medic being forced to work for an organisation that tortures people, very nervously and awkwardly trying to treat people who have been brutally hurt by the very same people who now want them patched up.

Trying to touch them as gently as possible to prevent further pain, and the person they’re trying to treat just gets pissed off instead because why are they pretending to care? It’s not like it makes any difference. Their careful work will be undone the next time the guards come knocking.

Naively asking their boss if they can have some pain meds allocated for the prisoners and just getting a laugh in response. Having to do procedures they know are painful without anaesthetic. Bonus points if they genuinely can’t leave and they’re as much a prisoner as the the people they have to treat, and bonus bonus points if they get hurt if someone dies on their watch.

me in planning stages of writing: this fucks. this is gonna be so fun.

me the minute i sit down to write: language is an unwieldy cudgel we use to beat the human experience to death in an attempt at ever communicating fully with another being. i wish intelligent life had never evolved. i want to go back to the cell stage like in spore

every person can feel freddie’s presence in their souls when they sing MAMAAAAAA UUHHHH, I DONT WANNA DIE, I SOMETIMES I WISH I’VE NEVER BEEN BORN AT ALL with all the air in their lungs i’m not joking

You need sleep

Based on your messed up sleep schedule

yall DO realize that when tags on ao3 are like "abusive relationships" "homophobia" "racism" "consent issues/r*pe" they are there to protect you, right? you do realize that those tags being there lets you know that an author RECOGNIZES when something is wrong and is explicitly tagging that because it's a story that discusses those things right? you do realize that the author is not *shudders* condoning those things, right?