#vaxildan x reader

[tired-bard]

Vax x Reader headcannons

Idk. I love him. He needs more content.

Writing advice is always appreciated! English is my second language, so please excuse any spelling or grammer mistakes.

He loves playing with your hair. If it's on the longer side, he loves to braid it and put it up in different styles. If it's on the shorter side, he'll still try to braid it, just for the giggles.

Once tied ribbons into your hair while you were sleeping. It was meant to be a joke, but he found the sight of your bleary eyes, mussed up hair, and the ribbons decorating it awfully adorable.

More than happy to teach you how to use a dagger, if you want to learn. He'll teach you the best places to strike an opponent, how to throw it, how to properly sharpen it, everything you'd want to know. He'll show off his skills, too, if you'd like (Please let him show off his skills).

His favorite places to kiss you are the tip of your nose, the insides of your wrists, your shoulders, and, of course, your lips.

Loves lying on your chest and listening to the sound of your heart beating.

Tries to stay near you at all times while you're in public. He'll keep an arm around your waist, a hand at the small of your back, or he'll intertwine his fingers with yours.

Speaking of holding hands, he loves doing it!! He loves the feel of your hand in his, it grounds him.

He's really good at giving massages. If your back hurts at the end of a long day, or your hands are sore after writing, he will volunteer to give you a massage.

[demigoddessqueens]

Hello sunshine!

I'd like to pop in (another) Vox Machina request

May I request your pick out or Scanpan, Percy and Vax x reader who's half-dragon? (Aka just like regular dragons but like half the size)

Of course!!

Masterlist 12

Scanlan

You’re called “half pint” most of the time from him, or any other form of short nicknames

Has a habit of hopping up on your back at random times and lounging there for what feels like forever

Back and forth banter teasing each other about height

Percy

He’s moreso familiar with the destruction that dragons can bring so he’s hesitant to trust you, but seeing as how you prove to be an ally time again, he’ll slowly trust you

Being the bookworm he is, sometimes he’ll try to make somewhat “friendly” in studying your abilities

Starts to trust you wholeheartedly when fights come down to the Chroma Conclave, especially if it’s cutting too close for him

Vax

Initially he’s the most distrustful out of the whole group, bad history of dragons and all, so it takes a looooong time to even trust you

That being said, he mostly gets used to whenever you use “human” form, endlessly interrogating you about your life, past, intentions, seeing more of who you really are underneath all those layers

Flying around in the air for patrol starts off as spying on you before gradually warming up to you and seeing you’re not going to betray him or the others

[multi-fandom-imagine]

|| Incorrect Quotes of The Legend Of Vox Machina -Part Four ||

A/n: I’ve been asked to make more so I’m making more.

Pike: so what are your abilities

Y/n: well, my hair is shiny, my teeth are perfect, and I-

Percy: They killed a man by ripping him into two halves, hotdog style

•••

Y/n: So Scanlan sneezed earlier and I accidentally said ‘shut the fuck up’ instead of 'bless you’

Percy: how do you accidentally say 'shut the fuck up’?

•••

Y/N: Lord give me patience

Scanlan: Don’t you mean ‘give me strength’?

Y/N: if god gave me strength, you’d be dead.

•••

Keyleth: Hey Vax? Can I get some dating advice?

Vax: Just Because I’m with y/n doesn’t mean I know how I did it.

•••

Y/n: I am this close to losing it. * Touching fingers together*

Scanlan:But you’re fingers are touching.

Y/n:…

Scanlan: *Runs*

Y/n: GET BACK HERE!!

•••

Y/n: People always ask me is it Y/n or y/N

Grog:….

Vex:…

Vax:…

Percy:…

Pike:…

Scanlan:…

Keyleth:….

Y/n: I always tell them the same thing. How dare you speak to me.

•••

Y/n: What, are you 12

Scanlan: On a scale of 1-10 I am.

•••

[infiltrating a bandit camp]

Y/n, whispering: Sweet dreams, you piece of shit-

Y/n: [tries to snap the bandits neck, just ends up making him look to the left very quickly]

•••

Percy: I finally gotten over my fear of ghosts!

Y/n: That’s the spirit!

Percy: WHERE?!

•••

Pike: And what do we say when our actions upset someone else?

Y/N and Scanlan: Hoes mad.

Pike: No.

•••

Y/n: I just want you to know that I love your brother very much.

Vex: You do?

Y/n: Yes

Vex: Really?

Y/n: Yes.

Vex: May I ask why?

•••

Percy, holding up a picture of Y/n : have you seen my wife?

Pike : Uh, not since yesterday. Is she missing?

Percy : Oh, no. I just want people to look at her. Isn’t she perfect?

•••

Vax: [pointing his crossbow at the sun]

Scanlan: The hell are you doing?

Vax: There can only be one sun and it’s gonna be Y/N

•••

Keyleth: What doesn’t kill you makes you stronger.

Y/n: What if I cut off your left leg?

Y/n: Would that make you stronger.

Keyleth:….

Y/n: Would it?

[spidey-x-male-reader]

Pride Day 1🌈: Vax'ildan Vessar x male!reader

Summary: After a duo adventure, you take care of Vax's wounds which eventually leads to a few realizations about your feelings for your friend

The flickering light from the campfire casts shadows across the forest clearing, illuminating the weary face of your friend. He winces as you tend to the deep gash on his arm.

The battle hadn't been the nicest and both of you are exhausted by now, deeply regretting having told the others that you could totally handle it on your own.

"Hold still, Vax," you murmur, dipping a cloth into a bowl of clean water. "I need to clean this properly."

Vax chuckles softly. "I've had worse, you know. This is nothing."

You give him a stern look "I know. But that doesn't mean you get to ignore it. Let me take care of you."

He sighs, the tension in his shoulders easing a little as he allows himself to relax. "Alright, alright. You win."

You look up at his face for a moment. "Say that again."

He chuckles, shaking his head. "No chance."

As you work, the silence between you is comfortable, filled with the sounds of the night: The crackle of the fire, the distant call of an owl, the rustle of leaves in the breeze. 

You focus on the task at hand, but your thoughts are starting to drift.

"Do you ever think about the past?" you ask quietly, your voice barely above a whisper.

Vax looks at you, his eyes reflecting the firelight. "From time to time" he admits. "Why?"

You shrug, not meeting his gaze. "Just... thinking about life was before we met each other."

There was a pause, Vax being quiet for a little. "What? Already grown tired of me?" he asks in an amused tone  but there's something else in his expression too. 

You slowly finish cleaning the wound and reach for the bandages, your fingers brushing against his skin. 

He shivers slightly at the touch, and you feel a strange flutter in your chest. 

You aren't sure how to answer his question.

You have known Vax for a long time, fought beside him, shared stories and secrets. But lately, something has shifted between you. An unspoken tension, a feeling that neither of you had dared to voice.

At least until now.

"Of course not…sometimes I just wonder if it's worth it," you continue, your voice steady despite the turmoil inside. "Just after all this time…i feel like we're loosing out on so much."

Vax is silent for a moment, then he reaches out, his hand covering yours. "We're fighting for each other. For the people we care about. For a future where we don't have to lose anyone else. And…well possibly also the money."

You chuckle quietly but still don't quite feel like you're finding the right words for what you want to tell him.

You look up, meeting his gaze. 

There is something in his eyes, something that makes your heart race. You have always admired him, always respected him. 

But right now? In this quiet moment, you realize that your feelings run deeper than that.

"Vax, I..." you begin, but the words get caught in your throat.

He smiles softly, his hand reaching out to yours. "Me too."

You stare at him, surprise and relief flooding through you. You haven't even gotten the chance to finish your sentence "You do?"

He shrugs lightly. "Look, you're not exactly the most subtle person."

You feel your face heating up, hiding your face in your hands. "Shut up."

He chuckles quietly, carefully reaching out to grab your wrist, pulling it away from your face. Then, slowly, hesitantly, he leans forward. 

You meet him halfway, your lips brushing against his in a tentative kiss. It's gentle, almost fragile, but it holds a promise, a hope for something more.

When you finally pull away, Vax rests his forehead against yours, his breath mingling with yours. 

"We'll figure this out together," he whispers.

You smile, your heart feeling full. "Yes, we will."

For a moment the two of you are quiet, taking in the presence of the other without the fear of being judged in any way.

"...just so you know, you'll have to tell Vex." he mutters after a while.

Your eyes widen at the mention of your best friend and for a moment you try to think of any way in which that talk is not going to be extremely awkward.

"Fuck no."

[the-smut-mongerer]

Hey so if you have any interest or ability to, can I ask for Vax'ildan x reader x headcanons from The Legend of Vox Machina? If not thats completely okay, I'm just super obsessed with it rn :)

Sorry for taking like a whole ass month to get to this🥹 work and school is taking up a LOT of my time, also ngl i fr I watched all of season 1 and some of season 2 bc of this.

Also, if anyone's willing and able, please consider donating to my kofi! I'm trying to save up so I can pay my vet expenses for my fur babies. Thank you!

Vax loves holding hands with you, often intertwining your fingers together, swinging your hands back together as you walk.

He likes it when you brush his hair. If he's tried enough, he could fall asleep to how soothing it is to him.

If you know how to braid hair, he'd wear them with pride. Totally brags about it, too.

He likes doing things with you, whether it be hiking, swimming, cooking, sparing, and so on, as long as he's with you. He's content.

Vax is a fairly protective partner, granted yes he trusts you to take care of yourself. However, he can be a tad overprotective, especially if you're fighting monsters and such.

He is a massive cuddler. He doesn't like going asleep without you. He has no preference on what position as long as he can feel you. He's happy.

He likes going on picnics. The calmness of just relaxing and eating in an open field without worrying about fighting monsters or demons is very nice. It's a plus if you bring some wine.

When you do get together, Vex is a little tough on you. She just wants to make sure you won't hurt her brother in anyway shape or form.

He likes kissing, like a lot. Good morning, kisses? A must, random kisses during out the day? Also, yes. Doesn't mind giving you a few smooches in public either.

He is fairly good with boundaries, so if you're uncomfortable with something, make it known, and he will accommodate it with no problem.

[ittosthicknjuicyazz]

now im hyper fixating on vox machina

so send requests PRERTY PLEASR

I think i wanna write angst and romance and perhaps isekai stuff

I also havent finished season 3 so no major spoilers plss

[finn-writes-stuff]

Jack of All Trades (pt 2)

A follow-up to -this- post, with the rest of the party. The Original Request: Hello. If you're willing and have the time, I jumbly request a TLOVM headcannon for the team having an s/o who steals their weapons and tries to figure out to use them. What would their reactions be and would they/how would they teach them to use the weapons?

Percy, Vax, Scanlan & Grog x Reader

Fandom: The Legend of Vox Machina/ Critical Role

Format: Headcanons

Gender Neutral Reader

Masterlist

Some credit to my lovely partner for giving me accurate info about their specific weapons. As well as a discussion on whether or not you can say Percy or Orthax invented Guns. -Finn

Percy

With anyone else in the party, there's a good chance you may have used a weapon like theirs before. But not Percy and his guns. These are his own inventions, new to Tal'Dorei completely.

They are also powered by exploding gunpowder. He is a little bit worried about letting you handle them.

Hearing a gunshot when he isn't causing it is a deep cause of concern for him, please don't steal his guns, just ask.

Percy will absolutely teach you! It's a chance to have his arms around you as he steadies your aim and stance.

He's a very...specific teacher. You have to make sure he doesn't get too wrapped up in the fine details. Keep him on track with how to shoot and he won't get way into the actual mechanics of the hammer of the gun.

Let him watch you shoot after you get the hang of it. He'll start to understand why you like watching him so much.

Vax

This man owns so many knives. He has a full-out collection of daggers. Hugging him is a dangerous prospect because you never know where one is hiding.

And with all the different daggers, it can't be that hard to steal one or two of them. How could he even notice?

Stealing them proves to be surprisingly hard. He doesn't store many of them, they always seem to be on his person.

But once you manage it, it's quite a lot of fun to handle a truly well-made dagger. In a fantasy world like this, every adventurer has held a dagger, but Vax turns it into an art and his tools reflect that.

They are also insanely sharp. Don't get too cocky with them.

He swipes them out of your hands when he finds you with them, and it's obvious just how experienced he is with handling knives. He can twist and spin them without a glance or a nick.

"Well, well, someone's got sticky fingers, hey love?"

He'll teach you how to throw them accurately and how to spin them without hitting your fingers. He will also tease you while you practice before you get the hang of it.

Scanlan

Scanlan doesn't particularly use a weapon! He's fairly strictly a spellcaster.

That being said, his instruments are likely the next best thing, particularly his lute. And that is his baby, best of luck stealing it.

If you ask him, he'll let you play it and he'll teach you during downtime. He will also serenade you for demonstrations.

He'll be annoyed if you take it without asking though. His music is a source of safety for him as much as a source of joy.

Let him teach you songs around the fire at night and serenade him in return. He won't stop smiling for ages.

Grog

Grog has had some...questionable weapons. Perhaps don't borrow Craven's Edge.

But borrowing his axe or his gauntlets is a world of fun. Even if they might not be well weighted for anyone who isn't as strong as he is.

You will quickly realize how much work goes into swinging his axe and it puts his effortless attacks into a very different light for you.

Grog laughs out loud when he sees you using his weapons, but it's full of fondness and affection.

Even if he isn't exactly academically clever, this is his skill set, he knows how to fight and he does it well. So he's a really good teacher as he corrects your stance and grip.

His teaching method also includes encouraging you to just swing at him, so you'll need a bit of courage and faith that you won't hurt him.

[oneoftheextras]

pairings: percy de rolo x gn!reader / vax’ildan vessar x gn!reader

request: headcanons for percy & vax with touch starved gn s/o?

warnings: none, no spoilers for the campaign or show

percy de rolo:

It takes him a while to notice at first.

Percy, the gorgeously brilliant man that he is; is oblivious when it comes to being attentive to you.

His brain wanders to various different places, all the ways he can improve his inventions, but he misses the way you stutter when his hand brushes yours while explaining blueprints.

Or so you think.

He doesn’t entirely miss it. He makes a mental note of it and keeps watch for any more reactions that would help him draw a conclusion.

The answer only really hits him -quite literally- in the face when Vox Machina are fighting a mountain giant.

The giant’s club hit the ground with such force that the ledge you’re close to starts to crumble.

Percy immediately see’s what is going to happen before you even have a chance to register the club hitting the floor.

He snakes his hand around your waist and pulls you into him and away from the 500 foot drop.

His hand his strong against you. Protective. Afraid to let go.

But his heaving chest quickly calms when he sees you shyly averting his gaze and shifting in his grasp.

There were no words to describe how it felt to be in his arms, but the dopey smile on his face explained that he understood.

He uses the crook of his free hand to tilt your head up to look at him.

“Watch your step” he smiles as he lowers his mouth to meet yours.

From then on, he made sure to give you affection, even if it was a small touch to let you know he was there.

vax’ildan vessar:

Unlike Percy, Vax fully knows you crave his touch and thrives in knowing you want him.

He uses it to his advantage, purposely going out of his way to not let you touch him, always returning the interaction with a sly smirk and a knowing look in his eyes.

It’s infuriating, but it only makes you want him more.

At first you’re determined to catch up and make him pay, but the rogue is just too damn fast.

One night you almost catch his hand after dinner but he swipes it away at the last second with an ‘uh-uh’ and a wag of his finger.

He enjoys watching you start to get desperate for him.

Watching and hearing you whine and beg for his touch with your eyes.

Until you start to torture him back.

You purposely undress in front of him, knowing he won’t be the first to break, he’s too damn stubborn.

You hear his breath catch from the other side of the room and you smile inwardly knowing you have his attention.

This continues for a few nights until he finally snaps.

You don’t even get to do your nightly routine for him before he has you pinned to the bedroom wall

One hand on your cheek, the other holding your hip and his face unbearably close to your lips.

You inhale each other’s breath for a moment, then he airily chuckles “well played” and caves, kissing you passionately.

taglist:

@mylife-demonstrates-murphys-law @hereticpriest @enagmaticether @anxiousgoddest @kodzu-ken @moonnei @diesinspanishbcimhispanic  @fvckmeupyoonz @homosexualjohnwayne @notplutos @moth-baybee @answer-the-sirens @ochakoakabane

[sporadically-writing]

hello :) *loved* the campaign 2 hcs you did. could you right a really fluffy vax'ildan x reader? thank you very much, I love your writing :))

This one got a little angsty, apologies

Stargazing

Pairing: Vax'ildan x Reader

Warnings: Angst, Vague allusions to mortal danger

Word Count: 520

It had been a long day. A very, very long day for Vox Machina. The whole troupe was ready for a much needed rest. You, however, had decided that you needed a bit of fresh air before you settled into your room for the night.

You found a quiet way up to the roof of the inn you were staying at, finding a place to sit and watch the stars. You let yourself breathe a little easier now that you were up here. The party was fine, you were fine. Your family was safe, that's what mattered.

The beast had caught you all by surprise on your journey home. You all had faced much worse in your travels, but you were unaware this time. It might not have been too dangerous a creature but your unpreparedness was the thing's greatest weapon. You don't know what would have happened if Pike wasn't...

Breathe. It's okay. You're okay.

You look back up, watching the stars as they pass by.

"There you are." Vax'ildan's voice catches you by surprise and you nearly fall forward, if it was not for his speed. "Woah! Woah. Don't worry, you're okay. I've got you."

"Vax! You can't sneak up on me like that!"

"Well, it seems like I can."

"You know what I mean" you huff.

"Yeah, I know. Sorry" he says sheepishly as he helps you back into your previous seating position.

He sits down quietly beside you, looking up at the stars. Then nervously back at you. Lucky for him, you are more focused on breathing and staring at the sky to notice.

Finally, when he finds his words again, he softly says, "You know I was worried about you... You've been quiet all day."

"I wonder why" you respond.

"I'm really glad Pike was here" he says next. It is clear by his tone of voice that he has no idea how to navigate the conversation he's started. It's sweet that he's trying to help but he's not doing that great a job of it. But you can't blame him, who could? What can you possibly say to your love on a day you almost lost them? You imagine yourself being much the same if your positions were reversed.

"Another debt to add to her pile" you joke, though it doesn't really sound like one. Vax chuckles softly anyway.

Vax reaches forward and holds your hand, soft smile playing on his face. "Thank you," he says.

"For what?"

He kisses your hand, "For sharing this moment, and many others with me." He moves your hand, holding it over his chest. You can faintly feel his heartbeat through it. "I love you" he says.

You smile, leaning over to rest you head on his shoulder. The two of you spend another hour like that, just enjoying each other's company, enjoying the fact that the both of you are still there, and watching the night sky.

Eventually you fall asleep and Vax makes sure he gets you safely in a bed, snuggling in after you. You were okay, he was okay. Everything was as it should be.

Navigation

Request Rules/Character Sheet

[house-of-kolchek]

Twisted Tango (18+)

Vax'ildan x Reader

Enjoy the elf smut. That's all.

Word Count: 6169 (nice.)

It wasn’t often you found the opportunity to dress up. 

So, when the Sovereign Uriel of Emon called for a formal dinner… gala… whatever the hell Percy had called it, you couldn’t help the surge of excitement at the opportunity to let your hair down - literally - and find a nice dress that would outline the smoother aspects of your battle-hardened form.

That, and you hoped to maybe catch the attention of a certain half-elf.

You arrived to the venue, feeling bright and tall in a fitted dress embellished by twin slits on either side, reaching your mid-thigh. Though they felt a little wobbly, you’d chosen the pair of striking heels Keyleth had suggested, giving you an extra couple inches of height and complimenting the colour of your outfit. Having just barely arrived, you’d already received multiple compliments and stares. Even Vex had voiced her approval, shooting you with a knowing look and a quirked brow that sent a flush to your cheeks.

But they were nothing compared to the moment when Vax noticed you. 

The rogue - who was dressed quite handsomely himself, with his usually loose hair gathered to a low ponytail - faltered in his steps, nearly running into Scanlan as his eyes stuck to you. As the gnome started shouting a few choice words, Vax simply ignored him, his attention solely stuck to you. You couldn’t help but catch the slight warmth that dusted Vax’s cheeks, and the quirk in his lips, his gaze flickering from your feet to the top of your head. 

At that moment, Percy took the opportunity to lecture the group on proper etiquette, breaking whatever spell had fallen over the two of you. With that, you simply sent Vax a bashful smile, turning your attention to the gunslinger and preparing to break out your admittedly rusty people skills. 

As your group finally entered the expansive castle, a hand gently brushed against the back of yours, and you glanced to your left to catch Vax’s soft grin. He dipped his head towards yours, stealing your breath away as he dropped his voice to a near-whisper.

“You look fantastic,” he uttered. It was simple and quiet, yet it still sent your heart rate into overdrive. You thanked him, offering a look and a compliment of your own that decorated his cheeks with a matching warmth.

Cute.

Surveying the room, you strayed off towards one of the walls, though you felt Vax’s gaze follow. With a fairly noble history, you found yourself slipping into a pleasant smile, meaningless greetings and empty chuckles. When a racket of noise sounded from the middle of the room, you had to bite back a snicker at the sight of Grog and Pike, throwing back glasses of champagne as if they were shots. 

Your amusement was short lived, however, as your gaze slid over to Percy, your heart dropping at the expression painting his features. Gone was his excitement, his wonder at speaking with all the diplomats, lord and ladies. You instead saw a strange combination of visceral fear and rage swirl in his eyes, and excused yourself from the bland conversation you’d been sharing with a Lady who’s name you’d already forgotten. 

By the time you’d reached him, the rest of the party had joined, surrounding the man in a small circle. His gaze was haunted and distant, and you were nearly at the point of snapping in front of his face before Vex pulled him from whatever trance he was in.

“Those two…” Percy uttered, describing the fall of his home at the hands of the couple - you’d overheard their names as the Briarwoods - Sylas and Deliliah. They seemed unassuming, like perfectly reasonable, if anything rather pompous characters, but if Percy spoke truth…

“Should we say something? To Uriel?” Vax offered, sending a curious glance towards the retreating couple. His brows had furrowed in that slight way, deepening with suspicion. Percy refuted - how could you say anything without any proof?

“Well, it looks like they’re staying overnight,” Vex commented, laying a supportive hand on Percy’s shoulder. You followed her gaze, noting the trunk that was being dragged up a distant stairway. In your sympathy for Percy, and newfound distrust of the couple, you began circulating different ideas of how to find any proof of wrongdoing. 

Naturally, Vax beat you to the punch.

“Why don’t I make myself scarce, and slip into their chambers. See if I can figure anything out,” He suggested, this time earning the group’s agreement. Nodding his head, he turned towards the staircase, until you caught his arm.

“I’m coming with you,” you stated. No room for questioning. “You’ll need a lookout. Y’know, just in case someone else decides their bedroom is a good place to throw a party.”

Vax didn’t resist your grasp, and his lips twitched upward at your joke. With a whispered agreement, he offered you his arm, and you looped your hands around the bend of his elbow.

He guided you through the room, matching the pleasant greetings and smiles you sent towards other guests. If he was impressed by the way you swiftly and politely dodged conversations with the nobles, directing their attention to other bragging opportunities, he didn’t show it. 

Though he did gently elbow your side as you turned towards the staircase, fixing you with an amused grin. 

You slipped up the staircase easily, your arms parting at the end of the hallway, though you continued to crave the soft warmth he’d provided. You followed his lead, ducking behind an archway in the oncoming hallway. You held your breath, waiting for one of the guards to pass through the hall, before Vax ushered you to creep along the wall. He stalked behind the guard, flicking his foot to the side to gain their attention towards the opposite wall, motioning for you to slip past. You watched as he expertly circled around the guard, remaining completely unseen as he caught up to you.

He sent you a quick, cocky grin, quirking one of his brows before motioning for you to follow him into the next hallway. To say you were impressed was an understatement, and you nearly got caught up in your distraction, as by the time you reached him, he was…

Why was he unbuckling his belt?

You watched him throw the belt into the hallway, incredulous as you peeked into the room. The article hit the ground, forming into a snake that clearly caught the attention of the two guards in front of the door to the chambers. With mirroring exclamations of confusion, they raced after the snake, leaving the hall empty. Vax caught your hand in his, leading you towards the door as he picked the lock, the both of you sparing a last glance around the hall before slipping into the room.

“You weren’t going to tell me you’re literally wearing a snake?” You whispered, shaking your hands out. Vax only chuckled, shooting you another cocky grin as you stepped further into the room.

“One of the many tricks up my sleeve,” he remarked, glancing at the door. You huffed out a laugh, keeping next to the door to listen for any commotions outside.

Vax swept through the room, rifling through drawers, papers - even checking under the bed. Finding nothing, he let out a disgruntled sigh, catching your gaze before turning to the last item in the room. You watched as he opened the trunk, yanking out article after article of clothing until it was empty. 

“Wait - look at this,” he uttered, and you stepped forward, watching him run his fingers along the top of the trunk until it made a clicking sound. The item shifted, shelves full of strange items emerging from the sides. The top panel opened to display a wicked looking book with a skull plastered across the front. 

“Well there’s your evidence,” you commented, leaning over Vax’s shoulder as he picked up the book, running his fingers along the cover before flipping through a few pages. Most of the scrawled writing was incoherent, scribbled out in a language you didn’t quite recognize. However, the ominous pictures and sketches of skulls were enough to carve a pit in your stomach. 

“The whispered one?” Vax muttered, hesitating on one page before a muffled voice rang through the hall. Both of your heads snapped up, and you cursed, rushing to refill the trunk as he tucked the book into his jacket. 

“We need a distraction!” You hissed, reaching to pull him to his feet. Your thoughts raced for a moment, gaze desperately flickering throughout the room until your eyes rested on one of the pillars of the bed. Vax grunted as you spun around, leaning your back against the pillar and yanking him forward until his chest nearly pressed against yours.

You couldn’t words, your stomach dropping and your eyes widening at the position you’d put yourselves in. Suddenly, it felt like a stupid idea. What the hell would Vax think? But then the voices continued to get closer - the deep echoing timbre of a man that had to be Sylas Briarwood.

Vax’s lips parted, his brows raising in a sort of confused shock. As you dropped his hands, they hovered in place, right above the curves of your waist. You swore his pupils dilated, his eyes searching your own, before dropping to your mouth. And then, as dread and horror all started to twist their way into your brain, he blinked, a choked sound forming in the back of his throat before he surged to crash his lips against yours.

Your chest exploded in sparks, your brain quickly catching up with you as you attempted not to fall into the kiss. This was a distraction - a way to excuse your presence in the room. It would be easy to play the eager couple getting too hot and heavy to find the right room. You hiked one leg over his hip, pulling him flush against you as his hand cupped the bare skin of your thigh. You found his free hand, guiding it to slide up the side of your torso until his thumb just barely brushed the underside of your breast. 

This was a distraction.

Was it?

Vax let out a short gasp, seeming to buckle further into your form at the brush of his thumb. His mouth was hot against yours, a low sound clipping in the back of his throat as the door opened, and light filtered into the room. 

It was over before you’d even processed it, and Vax broke away from his lips, swinging his head to the doorway and feigning surprise at the new presence. Your lips still tingled as you followed his gaze, catching the eyes of Deliliah Briarwood. Vax’s grip grew tight along your hip, and you fought to ignore the sparks it shot up into your chest.

“Oh dear- we must have ended up in the wrong room,” you drawled, and you didn’t really need to try and add an extra husk to your voice. You caught Vax’s gaze quickly, his eyes flashing with something you hadn’t seen before, something almost hungry as he moved to drop your leg to the ground. “I’m sorry about that, as you can see, we got a little eager.”

The Lady Briarwood’s lips parted, as if she were about to say something, and you finally processed the fact that you might have actually gotten away with it, until her gaze fell on something just past your feet. You dared to follow her sight, your heart dropping as you noticed the open trunk, which must not have latched properly. 

Fuck.

Vax also seemed to acknowledge the fact that you were, in fact, busted, as he scrambled to stand fully, his hand finding yours to pull you behind him. 

“Right, we’ll just get out of your hair then,” he rushed, beginning to yank you toward the door with him, when Sylas Briarwood caught his collar. The man grinned, looking absolutely wicked as his eyes flashed with gold, and then Vax froze, dropping your hand. 

“Wait- Vax!” You cried, rushing to get between the two, when Sylas punched you - hard. You flew backwards, crashing into the wall and falling to the ground. Your head throbbed and the world around you grew fuzzy, Deliliah’s form blurring as she draped herself onto the bed. Shaking your head, you propped yourself onto your elbows, your vision snapping back into place just as Sylas sunk his teeth into Vax’s neck.

He cried out, his eyes flickering back to their normal hue as he fell forward, hitting the ground just in front of you. He was on his feet in the next second, catching sight of you and reaching to pull you up. He stood in front of you with one arm outstretched from his side, and the other clutching at his blood-soaked neck. 

You uttered his name, watching as the Briarwoods approached you with matching wicked smiles. Vax’s hand found yours, and suddenly he was running in the opposite direction, only turning around again to wrap his arm around you, pulling you into his chest as he jumped backwards, crashing through the window. 

You barely had time to gasp before you jolted in midair, Vax grunting in pain as his back hit something solid, and then you were spinning the rest of the way down, only coming to a stop when you both landed in a pool of water. He grunted again, a rush of bubbles tickling your face as you hit the bottom of the fountain. 

With a gasp, you broke through the water’s surface, adrenaline forcing you onto your feet. The water came up to your knees, and you reached to drag Vax up with you, the rogue looking closer to unconsciousness than you liked. You could feel the Briarwoods’ gazes from their window as you hooked your arms under his, struggling against the water to drag him from the fountain. 

“Shit.. Shit- Vax! C’mon we gotta go!” You hissed, earning a half-coherent groan from him as the ground shook below you. You dared to glance up, pure visceral fear striking through you as you watched Sylas step out of the now cracked concrete, and towards you. You had no weapons, no real way of fighting back as Deliliah appeared next to her in a cloud of dark purple smoke. 

Your heel caught on something beneath the water, sending you tumbling back, Vax falling with you and into your chest. You heard a rumbling chuckle from Sylas, as Vax gasped awake, reaching to clutch at his neck again. You wrapped a feeble arm around his waist, feeling his hand brush against your leg pressed against his side. You were fucked, and you knew it. 

And still, Vax leaned forward, pushing off the ground as your arm fell away from him. Seemingly out of nowhere, he unearthed one of his daggers, surging forward on unsteady feet and taking a swipe at the man standing twice his size. You followed suit, rushing to stand and raising your fists. 

Vax swung the dagger again, just barely missing the sleeve of Sylas’ arm. You surged forward in an effort to distract the man, swinging a fist, which he easily caught. He bent your wrist back, drawing a sharp gasp from your lips, until Vax’s dagger dug harshly into the top of his shoulder. 

Sylas barely even flinched, swinging you backwards and reaching around to catch Vax by the throat. You landed back into the water, spitting out a short stream and looking up just in time to see Sylas swipe, leaving angry red slices across Vax’s stomach. He yelped out, growing limp in the man’s grip, and you scrambled onto your feet once more. Without thinking, you plucked one of your shoes from your feet, hurling it at the man’s head and catching him across the cheek. 

He barely flinched, his gaze darting your way before returning to the half-elf. Whatever words he said were drowned out by a shrill cry, and a bird - whom you had to assume was Keyleth - dove across his face, slashing across his cheek with her talons. 

This time Sylas did flinch, throwing Vax across the fountain before whirling around to face Keyleth. Your surge of relief was once again overpowered by fear. You rushed to Vax, your heart dropping at the pool of blood dying the water around him, when a sudden force of dark energy hit your side, sending you flying back once again. You shouted, gripping at your side and flicking your gaze to meet Deliliah’s menacing grin.

“For fuck sake, I am getting real tired of being thrown around!” you roared, kicking your other heel off and rushing towards the woman. You dodged another burst of magic from her, diving in close to swing a leg towards her. She caught the kick, extending a hand and curling her fists. Your eyes couldn’t help widening as a force seemed to squeeze on your throat, fully constricting your airway.

Fuckfuckfuck.

Just as quickly, that force was gone, and Deliliah darted to the side to avoid a sharp gunshot from Percy. Stumbling backwards, you just barely brushed soothing fingers against your neck, sparing a brief glance towards Percy - his teeth gritted and eyes wild. 

You hadn’t seen that look on Percy before.

A shout from Grog caught your attention instead, and you almost wanted to cry at the sight of him covered in angry cuts, Sylas’ blade hovering and seeming to glow. Another shout from Pike had you whirling around, as she fell against a burst of Deliliah’s magic. 

“Wait, where’s-”

Your babble was cut off as a hand caught your arm, tugging you back out of the fountain. You could hear Vex’s voice, her familiar deep timbre and accent, though you couldn’t make out one word she was saying. Suddenly, a huge wall of green vines erupted in front of you, snapping you from a daze as you fell back into Vex’s grasp. 

“Love- are you alright?” She asked, and you frantically met her gaze, before searching the rest of the group. 

Your gaze finally settled on Vax, upright and missing those horrifying slashes across his torso. While Pike must have taken the time to heal him, he still looked worse for wear, blood dripping from smaller cuts as Keyleth supported one of his arms over her shoulders. 

“I’m okay yeah,” you breathed, catching his gaze, and the flickering relief that settled between you two. 

Until Percy let out a wicked scream.

The group whirled around, catching sight of the retreating figures of the Briarwoods. Percy took aim, emptying his barrel without any luck, before whirling around again, his eyes seeming to glow with anger. 

You stepped back.

“You let them get away!” He cried, pointing at Keyleth.

“Hey!” you snapped back, though he wasn’t listening, his attention returning to the Briarwoods’ abandoned footman. He stepped towards the trembling figure - who looked no older than just a boy, really - demanding questions, and receiving shaky, desperate answers. 

“I don’t know anything!” the boy cried, stretching his hands out in front of him. A black smoke seemed to surround the two of them, and the world around you felt like it was growing cold. A gunshot rang out, and the boy screamed as his fingers flew off his hand.

“Percy!” Vex shouted, dropping your arm to rush forward a few steps. You barely heard the argument between the two of them as you watched the boy curl in on himself, a wave of confusion, sympathy, and fear washing over your shoulders. 

And then the palace doors opened, and everyone was ordered to their knees.

–

In the grand scheme of things, you’d gotten off easy. 

It didn’t stop you from grumbling as your weapons were stripped away from you, and the doors to your keep slid shut, clicking with a heavy lock. House arrest, until the council and the sovereign could all determine just what the hell had happened that night. 

While your bones and your head ached, you decided against going to Pike, opting to give her some space as she kept a distant stare at the wall. You could always take the edge off with a spare elixir or two that you’d stashed in your room. 

As you stalked away from your chambers, still tired, but feeling more refreshed than before, you caught sight of Vax’s door, which was just slightly ajar. Peeking forward, you saw him laid back on his cot, his gaze fixated somewhere along the ceiling. Surveying his form, he looked relatively unscathed, save for a few slight scratches, and two angry looking pinpricks along the side of his neck. 

A heavy breath of relief left you. He was okay. 

“Are you gonna continue to stare at me or come in?” his voice rang out, startling you out of your thoughts. With all that had happened, you’d forgotten just how good his hearing was. 

You stepped into the room, closing the door as he pushed himself to a seated position. The silence between you grew stuffy and awkward, your gaze darting from the dim expression in his eyes to the cracked stone tile that laid just at the foot of his cot. Your fingers tangled together, your foot tapping on the ground as you chewed on your lower lip.

“Almost lost you back there.” You intended it as a lighthearted joke, though it felt like it couldn’t quite reach your eyes. Vax was quiet, his brows falling and his lips turning downwards as he took in your expression. Leave it to him, being able to see right through the meek defence you put up. 

“C’mere,” he soothed, and you didn’t hesitate to follow, stopping just a few inches from his knee. Vax reached out, catching your tangled hands and gently tugging you forward until you stood between his legs, having to tilt your head down to meet his gaze. You watched his eyes brighten with every step you took, his shoulders sagging from the tensed position you’d noticed the second you walked in. 

It was like all your words left you, as you grew acutely aware of the way his hands brushed against yours, the little bit of body heat you could feel from him. 

“I’m glad I had you there to watch my back,” he breathed. His thumb swiped across your knuckles, and you felt that tension in the back of your head slowly start to melt.

“I wasn’t worried,” he breathed. “I had you there to watch my back.”

“Your back took too many hits for me,” you argued, your mind flashing back to the moment he threw you both out the window, how he took each impact on the way down. You reached across, draping an arm over his shoulder to rest along his back, hearing a sharp intake of breath from him. 

“It was worth it,” he hummed, gently pushing you back so you could meet his gaze. “I’d rather take the hit if it meant you didn’t have to.” Your heart squeezed at the earnest look in his eyes.

“Why?”

“You’re incredibly important to me,” he answered, sincere as he met your gaze. This time, your heart felt like it might have actually burst. He seemed to notice, a grin forming on his face as his tone grew lighter. “That, and I have to keep you in top shape if we’re gonna make a team.”

It wasn’t necessarily his words that drew you to the fact, more of a combination of everything. The way he gently kept his hands on you, as if reminding himself that you were real. The way he’d kept you out of harm's way, not just that night, but many more in the past. The way when his gaze held yours, it seemed to soften and grow bright again. It was all those moments, and this one now, when he looked up at you as if you were the brightest treasure in the world.

“A team, hmm?” You played along, the fears and worries melting away as his presence drew you in closer. Vax brightened even more, and you watched his eyes flicker with something new and playful.

“Of course. Who else would have come up with such a…” You watched his ears twitch, his throat bobbing up and down. “..clever idea on the spot like that,” he stated, gaze flickering to your lips. Your cheeks grew warm, the memory of his kiss tingling on your lips again. 

“Psh- it didn’t even work,” you rebuked, clearing your throat. Vax’s grin grew wider.

“I would argue that it did work, just perhaps in a slightly different way.” Your raised brow was replaced with a gasp as Vax wrapped his arms around your waist, pulling you into his chest and spinning the two of you around until he was hovering over you, your back flat against the sheets of his cot. His hair fell loose, fanning over you like a curtain and just barely tickling your collarbone as he met your gaze, a sincere grin on his lips and mischief behind his eyes. 

“Vax,” you breathed, reaching to curl your hands around his forearms. He didn’t move from that position, simply watching you for a moment. It mirrored that moment hours ago, before all the blood was shed when you’d held him in front of you, in that breath between admittance and action.

“If you haven’t been able to tell already, I am quite hopelessly in love with you,” he muttered. His gaze flickered between your eyes, your lips, studying your reaction to those fateful words. Your heart, on the other hand, felt like it was exploding through your chest, as you played the sentence over and over in your head, your brain taking a hell of a long time to process it. 

Just as a slight uncertainty pulled at his expression, you reached up to wrap your arms around his neck, pulling him in to meet your lips in a deep kiss. 

You felt his breath catch in the back of his throat, dropping to his elbows and allowing his body weight to fall on you. You reveled in the warmth, feeling it spread throughout your chest as he tilted his head, pulling back just slightly before catching your lips again. Vax’s kisses felt desperate, as he led one of his hands to tangle between the strands of your hair. 

He held you close as he tasted your lips, and it almost felt like he was trying to fuse you together. Breaking from your lips, he hovered over you for a breath, taking in your features before he was kissing you again, and again, and again.

Your hands slid across his shoulders, resting against his chest as he parted from your lips again, brushing his nose against your nose, against your cheek as he trailed his focus down towards your jaw. Vax sighed against your skin, vocalizing the relief the two of you felt, the sudden outpouring of emotion that had been stewing between you for who knows how long.

“Do you think we can finish what we started?” he muttered, pressing a soft kiss to the corner of your jaw and letting his hand trail down to guide one of your legs over his waist. 

And Gods were you eager to agree.

Vax chuckled at the urgency of your legs wrapping around him, pulling him even closer than before. You toyed with one of the many belts across his torso, humming as his lips trailed down the side of your throat. As he reached your collarbone, teasing the skin with his teeth, you managed to unclasp the first buckle, fingers flying to work on the next, and the next, until each strap had fallen loose. 

Seeming to catch the hint, Vax sat up, letting your legs drape across his as he shrugged off his tunic. The pieces of hair that usually remained tied back had fallen across his forehead, framing the sides of his face and scattering across his eyes. It was a beautiful sight to take in, his pupils blown wide, the darkness of his hair and his eyes complimenting the golden hue of his skin. 

It was so different from the put together and suave Vax you knew. There was something unseen that glinted behind his eyes. And you loved it.

You reached forward to let your fingers trace along his surprisingly soft skin. He sighed, melting into your touch as his hands rested on your thighs, tracing upwards and dragging the fabric of your own shirt up as he lowered himself towards you again. He pressed slow, gentle kisses to each exposed inch of skin across your stomach, grumbling low in his throat as your muscles tightened beneath his lips. It felt like you had all the time in the world, and Vax took his time to strip your shirt off, hesitating for a moment to take in the full sight of you.

“Gods you are beautiful,” he breathed, and you felt beautiful. You let out a soft breath of his name, drawing his gaze for a brief moment as he brushed his thumb across the underside of your breast. Again he repeated the action, edging closer and closer to the sensitive flesh of your nipple, until he caught the peak, eliciting a long, admittedly whiny breath from you. Immediately, his head dipped towards your skin, his lips taking place of his hand as he savoured the touch, massaging and flicking his tongue across your nerves. Your hands tangled into his hair, tugging on the strands as you drew his face even closer, heat drawing down and flaring in your core. 

Vax took his time, his free hand drifting along the back of your thigh as you hiked it higher along his waist, a groan catching in his throat at the friction of your core. He rolled his hips against yours once, and you gasped, digging the tips of your fingers into his shoulder. 

“Do that again,” you whispered, meeting his hips with your own. You matched his sigh, your brain slipping into a haze as he ground into you again, the motion sending shots of pleasure into your lower stomach.

And then he slipped his nimble fingers past the band of your pants. 

As two fingers brushed against your clit, you tipped your head back against the sheets. Your lips parted as his continued to savour every inch of your skin, worshipping each dip and curve and scar. Vax shifted to his side, and you lifted your hips, allowing him to shimmy your pants off and toss them to the floor. His hand returned to your core, his thumb tracing your clit as he slid a finger between your folds. You let out a breathy moan, turning to press your lips against his shoulder.

He curled his fingers inside you, massaging that perfect spot and drawing an involuntary buck of your hips. You continued to press merciless kisses and bites against his skin, drawing quiet, clipped moans from him and leaving pinkish marks across his collarbone and throat. Vax continued to massage your clit with his thumb, practically meeting his curled fingers and sending strikes of pleasure up into your chest and down to your toes. 

“Tell me that feels good,” he whispered against your ear, groaning when you answered him with a gravelly voice. 

“Feels so fu-” you cut off with a whine as he spread his fingers to stretch you open. “So fucking good. Keep going,” you pleaded, and he was not one to deny you. He kept up the pace, curling and scissoring his fingers until your back was arching off the bed, and your voice grew higher in pitch. As if he could sense you growing close, he picked up the pace of his fingers, adding one more for good measure. Your eyes screwed shut, and just as your hips lifted from the bed, he slipped his fingers free, fixing you with a teasing smile. “You fucker,” you cussed as your eyes flew open. Vax was quick to soothe you with a harsh kiss, drawing your frustrations away within seconds. As he broke from your lips, sliding his tongue along his shining fingers, your own spark of mischief emerged. 

With a gentle push, he was on his back, looking up at you with hooded eyes and pupils blown wide. His lips were parted, slightly swollen, and he dared to run his tongue between them with a growing grin. Seeing him all shaggy, painted with marks from your own lips and drawing hot, heavy breaths was absolutely delicious. And he knew you liked it. 

He barely had the time to blow a stray chunk of hair from his face before your lips were on his. He wasted no time running his tongue against yours, propping himself up on one elbow and reaching to tangle one hand into your hair. This kiss was sloppy, growing desperate and hot as his tongue fought against yours. You brushed your hand against his clothed length, adding more pressure as you ran your palm down, drawing a long, broken groan from him. You repeated the action, earning more pitchy breaths and moans, until-

Oh my God,

“Vax, I need you inside me,” you nearly whined. He knew what this had been leading to, had actively been working towards it, but still those words had his breath hitching in his throat. He flicked his tongue out to wet his lips, gaze settling on you once more before he scrambled to strip off his pants. 

Before your gaze dropped down, he cupped your jaw with one hand, guiding your lips into another steamy kiss. You whimpered, tongues meeting and teeth brushing against his lower lip as he gingerly pushed you onto your back, draping a leg over until he was hovering over you again. His eyes met yours, a crooked grin on his lips as he ran his length along your slick, before finally letting out a broken “Fuck,” as he entered you.

You groaned at the stretch, feeling every inch of him until his hips were flush with yours. He gave a shallow, experimental thrust, which you eagerly met, sliding your hands to brace against his shoulders. You felt frantic in your movements, grinding against him in an effort to find some friction. To get him to move.

“Love, there’s no need to rush,” he hummed, his lips brushing against your collarbone as he rutted into you. “I want to enjoy you.”

Everything else outside the room simply slipped away. All you could feel was his lips hot on your neck, his fingers digging into your back, and the absolute fullness of him pressing deep into you with each shallow roll of his hips. You panted against his hair, pulling on the strands and drawing low growls from his throat. He voiced his pleasure with a particularly hard snap of his hips, his pace slowly beginning to quicken. 

You eagerly bucked against him, letting one hand fall to trace against his abdomen, across the freshly healed skin of his stomach, and the tightening muscles that drove you wild. He stuttered in his pace, growing distracted at your touch. Muttering obscenities into your ear, his movements grew less calculated, more focused in chasing that release you both so desperately craved.

You arched off the bed, your chest falling flush with his. The added friction of your skin against his, the constant pressure of him hitting that spot deep within you had you frantically clawing at his back, a shout building in the back of your throat. One of Vax’s hands fell from your waist, wringing into the sheet beside you as he gave a harsh buck of his hips, snapping the coil in your lower stomach in two. 

You barrelled over the edge, crying out his name as you pulsed around him. Vax whined, losing himself in your new tightness and riding out his high with a stutter in his hips. When you came down from your high, his arms were shaking, his eyes fluttering open to meet yours.

He looked absolutely wrecked, though you were sure you didn’t look much different.

Slipping out of you, he rolled onto his back, guiding your head to rest on his outstretched arm. Your breathing slowly calmed, and you found his other hand, playing with his fingers. You felt his breathing against your side, felt the warmth beating off his skin. He was there, and he was solid and he was real.

You glanced up at him, the messy hair that stuck to his forehead, the slight sheen of sweat painting his features and the dazed look in his eyes as he took in your presence. His fingers curled against yours, pulling your hand up to place a kiss against your knuckles, and then one more against your temple.

“Fucking hell,” he muttered, his voice low and growing hoarse. “Let’s do that again sometime.”

[beecanons]

Vax with a Regressor!Reader

Vax'ildan x Agere!Reader headcanons requested by anon!

he's very observant so he probably found out pretty quickly just by noticing your slight change in action and words. which means he'll notice the moment you regress even before you do

very good with kids so more than happy to help you

he makes sure to keep his daggers far out of your reach

doesnt even ask you about it he'll put it together himself and on instinct want to care for you especially since he's so used to caring for others like his sister since they were young

will find subtle ways to baby you pats on your head, finding you little things to keep you occupied, nicknames, forehead kisses, doing tasks for you that he thinks youre "too little for"

vex will catch on and ask but he'll hush her then pull her aside and explain later and she'll tease you both. she'll find it adorable how he cares for you and keep most of it to herself, if he's unable to be there for you she's the next best stand in for a carer at the moment.

he'll give you all the little nicknames he can think of usually bird related like "little feather/wing" or "little (bird name)" will likely call you "my little bird" or "my little raven" a few times but normally not near the others

cuddles whenever you guys get a break together will snuggle you if you ask at night when he's not on watch or if he's got watch and youre still up he'll offer to hold you till you fall asleep he feels he can protect you if he's closer to you that way

totally stole some shiny things from a vendor/shop in town for you to play with anything he finds that looks interesting or that he think's you'll like and that'll keep your attention while youre little, he'll try and get for you if he cant buy it you know hes gonna try and steal it.

loves to sneak little kisses when he can kiss on the forehead, temple or cheek sometimes a tiny kiss on the nose if he gets the chance he'll smother your face in kisses to make you giggle, he thinks its the cutest and adores when he gets to do that

if youre in the middle of a fight and he notices youre struggling with words its panicked cg!vax mode he'll insist you stay hidden away from the fight, give you an object or make sure vex or pike sticks with you just incase until its over he wants you somewhere he'll be able to see you or find you quickly to make sure youre okay and safe.

if you insist on helping with the fight even though youre little, this is the only time youre little that he'll give you one of his daggers. he feels its a better weapon for you to fight with unless youre a ranger like his sister. he trusts his daggers in your hands and he wants to make sure youre as safe as possible.

once he gets wings, you start collecting some of the feathers that fall when they appear/he flies and he finds it adorable even tries collecting some of them for you might make a necklace and tie some up or use one for a charm you get to wear a necklace with raven feathers from his wings theyre very soft and pretty and he loves the smile on your face when you play with the feathers

feel free to add on, submit your own headcanons or tell me what you think!

[tired-bard]

Self-indulgent little Vax x reader oneshot because there's not enough writing for him and I'm desperately in love with this man.

Not a writer so feel free to leave advice for improvement 🧍🏻 English is also not my first language so I apologize for any spelling or grammar mistakes in advance.

—·—·—·—·—·—·—·—·—·—·—·—·—·—·—·—·—·—

It was a cold night. You shivered and bunched the blankets closer around yourself, trying to get warm, but to no avail.

"Gods damn it-" you muttered as you crawled out of bed. You shivered when your feet touched the cold floor, but tried your best to ignore it as you pattered across your room. You pulled one of the blankets over your head and opened the door, making sure no one was in the hall before tip-toeing down to Vax's room.

When you reached his door, you hesitated. But your soles were aching from the cold floor, and that alone was the reason you decided to knock.

A few seconds passed, and you heard footsteps behind the door. Another few seconds, and the door opened. ". . . Y/n?" Vax rubbed his face, clearly just have woken up. "Why are you awake?"

You pulled the blanket tighter around your shoulders. "I'm cold."

"Still? We gave you all the spare blankets in the keep!"

". . . I'm still cold."

Vax sighed, exasperated, and stepped back. "Come in."

You wasted no time in doing as he said and quickly stepped into his room. Vax closed the door and trudged back to his bed, lying down on it. He then looked over his shoulder, expectant. "Well? You coming or not?"

You skittered across the room and hopped onto the bed, your blankets still around your shoulders. Vax huffed, amused. "How many blankets is that?"

"Three? Four? I don't know. Whatever it is, it's not enough." You crawled under his blanket, sighing in contentment as it's warmth seeped into your body.

Vax laughed softly as he observed your actions. "Are you seriously that cold? You poor thing."

"Mhm," You groaned, "it's worse in the winter."

"I can only imagine."

". . . Vax?"

"Mhmm?"

"Can you. . . Can we cuddle? Please?"

There was a pause, and your heart sank a bit. It was a mistake to ask.

But before you could apologize and laugh it off as a joke, Vax rolled over and scooped you up into his arms. "Better?" His voice was sleepy and slightly more raspy than usual. It sent shivers down your spine. "Y/n? You didn't answer my question."

You snapped out of the trance Vax's voice put you in. "Oh! Yes. Yes, this is better. Thank you, Vax."

"Mhmm." He responded. "Good night."

"Good night."

[demigoddessqueens]

Hey! Loving the headcanons! Can I have some Vax reacting to a pregnancy announcement/looking after a pregnant s/o? Please and thank you!

Stahhpp this would be so cute!!

Masterlist 10

Headcanons would include…

Very perceptive he is because Vax already notices the difference in your emotions immediately

More tired? More hungry? More “sentimental”? Were your hips that prolific?

As soon as you get that first bout of morning sickness and craving, it hits more than Grog’s body slams

Once it clicks with you, both Vax and you are wide-eyed with surprise

“How are we…?”, “I don’t know…”, “we’re parents?”

Given the nerves and high accelerating life you both lead, Vax is still over the moon about being a soon-to-be dad

Emotions run high with you and him both because he wants to present but yet knows his deity arrangement lingers over his head.

Maybe a doubt of insecurity because he wants to be a present father and his wasn’t…

Dangers aside, he wants a simple life. Just living peacefully with you and the little one, surrounded by love

Listens dreamily as you come up with names if it’s a boy or girl, or twins like him and Vex

The type that talks to your stomach

“you have such a big family already waiting for you”, “this here’s a dagger I can teach you with…”

Also the type to give you endless massages, carry you if your feet are overly tired

[multi-fandom-imagine]

INCORRECT VOX MACHINA QUOTES

Scanlan: Can you be quiet?! I'm trying to think.

Y/n: Don't worry. Doing anything for the first time is difficult.

Teacher: Your child was in a fight.

Y/n: Oh no, that’s terrible!

Vax: Did they win?

Y/n: What's that?

Scanlan: Chocolate.

Y/n: What's chocolate?

Scanlan: Candy. Do they not have candy where you're from?

Y/n: Yeah. Grapes, nuts.

Scanlan: No wonder you're so bitter.

Percy: WHOEVER CAUSED THIS MESS IS GOING TO-

Y/n: It was me...

Percy: ...Is going to be forgiven because everyone deserves a second chance.

Y/n: You bought a taco?

Percy : Yes.

Y/n: From the same truck that hit Scanlan?!

Percy , with a mouthful of taco: Well, me starving ain't gonna help them.

[a-menagerie]

Could you write some fluffy headcanons for Percy x reader but also the whole Vox Machina crew with a totally stressed, overworked reader?

I'm having a million things to do at work, teach prepare experiments, while also applying for jobs and prepare my practical and theoretical graduation exam.

Sometimes it can be overwhelming, some fluffy headcanons would be very appreciated. :)

Sorry it’s taken so long dear ! I hope your exams went/go swimmingly, that you find an enjoyable job, and that you are doing well ❤️

Percy

i think we can all agree that Percy is pictured in the dictionary beside “overworked” and “stressed”

So I’m not sure how long it’ll take for him to catch on that you’re in a similar position

once he notices though, he’ll gently fuss at you to take more breaks or share your work with him (the hypocrisy lol)

if the work can be done by anyone other than you, Percy does not hesitate to shove it on someone else.

If you tell him that you’ll relax so long as he joins you, he’ll moan and complain but put his work to the side. He wants you happy first and foremost and honestly, his work can wait

Enjoys strolling the Whitestone gardens with you as a way to unwind. He’ll tell you the history of the gardens or point out new plants Keyleth has helped him plant

Secretly takes on some of your workload for himself. after you’ve gone to sleep, he’ll slip out of bed and tackle a problem that’s been giving you trouble, leaving you a sweet note when he’s done

Vex

Let’s you keep working…for a little while. But when she picks up on you being stressed and overworked, she’s watching you like a hawk

The minute you stop, just to take a breath or grab a snack or whatever, she’s covertly dragging you away to do something else. But like, as a favor to her

“I didn’t want to interrupt your work, darling, but can I borrow you for a moment?” said with a soft smile, her hands already pulling you away

Doesn’t actually need you for anything, Vex just wants to make sure you’re taking breaks and relaxing

Vax

If you so much as mention being slightly stressed, Vax is swooping in and pulling you away from whatever work you’re doing

He absolutely does not enjoy seeing you be anything other than happy and content so he does anything in his power to help you relax and feel better

Overworked? Helps to figure out if you could delegate to anyone else. If it’s not a necessity that you do the work, then someone else can handle it.

Stressed? Immediately offers a thousand ideas of how you can relax. Let him play with your hair and give you a scalp massage. Go flying with his wings (you don’t think that’s nearly as relaxing as he thinks it is). Just lie in bed together and chat.

Keyleth

Prone to worry and stress herself, she picks up on your troubles quickly. But she hesitated to interfere- she doesn’t want you thinking she’s trying to order you around or that she thinks you’re incapable

She’s gonna try and help you through your workload, to the best of her ability. If it’s really outside of her capabilities, she’ll resort to bring you snacks and reminding you to take breaks

When it comes down to it, she’s not afraid to put her foot down. Whatever work that needs to be done can’t be so important that you’re harming yourself along the way.

Keyleth gets you to take walks with her, maybe go swimming if that’s an option where y’all are, picnics, or even just hanging out with the rest of Vox Machina

I feel like Keyleth is very much an empath. You being stressed makes her stressed. You’re supposed to be the level headed and pulled together one!

Pike

kind of goes into Mom mode tbh

pulls you away from your work, runs you a bath with fragrant salts, and washes your hair for you

is not afraid to roll her sleeves up and help you work, no matter the realm in which your work lies. Even if she’s not familiar, she’ll do anything she can to lighten your load

If you just need to step away from work and try to wind down, she’ll happily accompany you to the tavern for drinks or back to y’all’s room for some cuddling and light conversation

Grog

honestly thinks drinking and/or hitting things can solve most problems

Plucks you away from your work, carries you under his arm like a football, and takes you to the nearest tavern

He’ll put it simply: it’s unfair that you’re overworked, you need to Not do all that shit, just come and drink with him and forget it all

Grogs not the best with words, but he hopes his company is enough to soothe your stress. He does not hesitate to offer hugs or more, whatever you need.

Scanlan

has ~certain ideas~ about how he could get you to relax

but in all seriousness, Scanlan knows the importance of down time and is quick to pull you away at the first sign of stress

plays you original songs he writes, sometimes serious or sometimes goofy, whatever kind of mood he thinks will soothe you the most

encourages you to talk things out with him, if it’ll help sort your thoughts

[dervampireprince]

guess what’s coming out tomorrow...

you guys said percy and vax sounded like me so... here goes an attempt. percy was the first voice you guys suggested (which thank you for the suggestion, i have watched the entire show and loved it) but i feel it’s taking a while for me to get into his character more, but hopefully should have a percy audio up soon

you guys can send in requests for percy and vax audios too. any character i voice is always open for requests and commissions.