So ppl here for my old Leverage posts ignore this.
I was rewatching CR c2e123 and there was a point after Lucien grabbed Beau by the throat and made her eyes bleed and gave her 69 pts of damage, and then right after that she dodged the first attack from Zoran which allowed her to stay conscious and I thought: What if the dice rolled differently? What if that attack hit and she couldn’t move out of the way in time? What if Yasha in owl form, moving as quickly as she can towards the woman she canonically loves watches Beau’s body go limp in Lucien’s arms? Watches him throw her aside like garbage as she bleeds out in the snow? And when she grabs her love out of harm’s way, her body is dead weight in her talons. Yasha clutches Beau’s arms as she tries to desperately fly her out of harm’s way only to land and discover she is too late?
I need the whump hurt/comfort fic where revivify or resurrection is needed for Beau after the M9 escape. And Yasha is unable to leave Beau’s side, even after she’s alive and breathing again.
Beautiful, benevolent fic writers, if you’re in need of inspiration, please take this headcanon and run with it. And if anyone knows if a fiction like this already exists, please let me know.
It’s been awhile since I broke out my watercolors or did much art at all but felt the urge and I think I’m getting my groove back…Until we see her again…Yasha.
“As you plummet, you both begin to form. Like molecules finding bonds, you both become this structure, like arm and arm holding each other, looking at each other […]” - C2E106
He is gone and Yasha is back. If it were just that simple.
Turns out, a mind learning to be in full charge of its own body again is very overwhelming, especially when all Yasha wants to do is lose her consciousness to sleep and feel nothing, think nothing. Not think of the threat she’ll always pose to her friends, or the blood she isn’t sure she’s managed to fully scrub off her hands.
When it gets too much and Yasha has to get up and step outside, Beau follows her to make sure she’s not already running again. And maybe to get some things off her chest, because Yasha’s not the only one who couldn’t sleep.
I wrote (or more correctly am still in the process of writing) what’s pretty much a Yasha Fresh Out Of Obann’s Grasp Character Study. It’s probably going to be 3 chapters long and will include NSFW content in the last chapter, although not overly descriptive because that’s not really the point of it. It’s very much an exploration of a whole lot of emotions - pain as well as hope - and how they deal with them.
Post-episode c2e87 fanfic, Yasha’s POV, after the Cathedral fight. Very much emotional hurt/comfort Read it on AO3: [Link]
[ID: A digital drawing of Yasha from Critical Role. Yasha is in profile, leaping upwards with the Skingorger drawn and her wings out. Small lightning bolts arc off her wings. She looks forward with an angry scowl. The drawing is in mostly blues and blacks, with blood spattered on Yasha and her sword a vibrant red. The second picture is a close up on Yasha’s face.]
![[insert fjord prefect joke here]](https://64.media.tumblr.com/d110553aa500de19344034b24ca48864/tumblr_p86bd6yJrP1ww3px4o1_1280.jpg "[insert fjord prefect joke here]")
