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justarandomart · 1 year
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Owl Crossing!
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tmmyhug · 6 months
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hoomandoescosplay · 19 days
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Drunken Confessions | Vox x Reader Oneshot
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I lean back in my office chair as I let out a long sigh. “Man this day was draining.” I stretch my arms up helping my body to relax before standing up from my chair.
My office door swings open as I stand and I see Vox using the doorframe for support. I eye him questionably as I take in his appearance.
He stumbles into the room without his suit jacket and his shirt slightly unbuttoned. He quickly walks over to me and pulls me into a tight hug putting most of his body weight on me.
As he holds me he looks down at me with a flushed case and half-lidded eyes. I wrap my arms around him to help support his weight and notice the strong scent of alcohol on him.
"(Y/N)..." he says my name with a flirtatious tone but in a whisper making his breath brush against my face.
“Yes Vox?” I reply back trying to gauge how drunk he actually is right now. He leaned down pulling me back into a hug burying his face in my shoulder and kissing my neck as he spoke.
"I'm drunk..." he mumbled, his breath warm against my skin. His eyes were half closed and his hands started lazily tracing patterns on my back.
He chuckled to himself, the sound slightly slurred from the alcohol. I tense up slightly as he kisses my neck but quickly relax as I sigh.
“I’m glad we’re self aware. Come on, let me get you to your room.” I try to gently pry him off of me so I can start leading him to his room.
He clings to me tightly, his grip refusing to loosen, still nuzzling his face against my neck.
"I don't want to go to my room," he whined, pressing his body against mine. "I want to stay with you." he mumbled.
I glance at the clock on the wall as he continues to embrace me. “Vox, it’s super late, you need to go to your room and sleep.”
He shook his head refusing to let go. Instead he starts leaning down and tracing his lips down my neck, leaving behind kisses. Once he reaches the crook of my neck he nuzzled against it.
"No..." he breathed. "Not tired, not done with you yet." his words were getting more slurred and his hot breath sent shivers down my spine.
My face immediately flushes. “Alrighty no more of that.” I pull him away from me but still hold him up so he doesn’t fall.
“We’re friends but we’re also coworkers and you’re way too drunk and clingy right now. If you don’t want to go to bed at least sit on the couch and let me get you some water.” I try to compromise with him.
He whined in complaint but relented and allowed me to lead him over to the couch. His drunken state and his clinginess made it difficult, but it didn't help that he refused to let go of me. Once we reached the couch, he sat down but continued to pull at me.
"You're warm." he mumbled, pulling me down with him so I ended up sitting on his lap. I sigh as I eye my mini fridge across the room with water.
As he sat sprawled out on the couch, and me now sitting on his lap, I can feel his chest moving with every breath he took and his heart beating.
He stared drunkenly into my eyes, his gaze hazy and unfocused. "You're pretty," he mumbled with a smile. His fingers were gently tracing the hem of my shirt.
“Even though I know you're drunk, hearing you give out compliments is very odd.” I joke. He looked up at me with half-closed eyes and a crooked smile as he continued tracing circles on my back and pulled me in closer.
"Maybe I should compliment you more often," he mumbled. He reached up and tangled his hands in my hair, staring at my face for a moment before his gaze drifted lower.
"Or maybe I just really want to make out with you right now," he added, his words slurring together.
We’re both silent for a moment as we observe one another. I feel myself tense up at the thought that just popped up in my head. “Do you like me Vox?”
He can’t possibly have feelings for me right? We’ve known each other for a while, but we just recently became friends. I’ve worked for him longer than we’ve been friends. There's no way he has feelings for me.
He kept staring at me with his drunken, lust-filled gaze and a crooked smile. He seemed to be processing my question, contemplating the answer.
Then he suddenly wrapped his arms around me and pulled me against his chest. "Of course I do," he mumbled, leaning down to press a kiss against the top of my head.
"You're beautiful and smart and... " he trailed off, his eyes wandering down as he started tracing circles on my back again.
As my body relaxes into his own all I can do is process what he just said. Vox likes me. Sure he’s drunk right now but for some reason I can tell he meant what he said.
His hands continued tracing circles on my back, occasionally making their way up to my neck and stroking my hair. His touch is gentle yet possessive, his fingers lingering on my skin and occasionally digging lightly into my flesh.
He mumbled something I didn't quite catch as he moved his head down to my neck, burying his face against it as his lips lazily traced kisses down my skin.
As he kissed my skin, he began mumbling more incoherent praises and murmurs. He nuzzled his face against my throat, his breath hot and his lips tracing a burning path as he moved from my neck to my jaw.
“Vox.” I murmur out. He lifts his head up, looking at me with a hazy and unfocused gaze.
His eyes were half closed and his breath was warm and tinged with the smell of alcohol as he looked at me curiously. He seemed lost, like the sound of his name was hard for him to process.
"Yes," he mumbled, his words slightly slurred, his gaze still hazy and unfocused. He reached up to touch me, brushing a strand of hair out of my face with a lazy gesture.
“As much as I love this, you should really go to bed.” I give him a gentle smile as I squeeze his upper arm softly.
Vox groaned in response, his grip on me tightening slightly. There was a trace of drunken defiance in his slurred voice as he complained. "Don't wanna." he mumbled, his words slurring together. "Wanna stay with you."
I can’t help but let out a small laugh at his defiance. He’s so different when he’s drunk. “I never said I’d leave you. I just said you need to go to bed.”
His grip on me loosened slightly at my words and he groaned again, burying his face in my shoulder for a moment before mumbling something incoherent.
He seemed to be weighing his options, deciding between arguing or just giving in to my request.
After a moment, he seemed to give in and allowed me to lead him away to his room. His room wasn’t too far away from my office so it was a quick walk.
As soon as we got to his room I helped him sit on his bed and quickly grabbed a bottle of water for him before he could grab me.
He sat on the bed, leaning back against the headboard, a pout forming on his face as he watched me grab the bottle of water.
As soon as I handed it to him, he began taking big gulps from it. The water seemed to help him sober up slightly, his gaze becoming less hazy and unfocused.
However, the intoxication still seemed to linger on him as he still looked at me with a drunken smile and his cheeks flushed red. “C’mere.” He mutters out while tapping the empty spot next to him.
I obliged to his small request and sat next to him. He readjusts himself so he’s laying on his back and pulls me into him so I’m on my side with my head on his chest.
He wrapped his arms around me, pulling me closer to his chest and nestling his face in my hair. As his fingers traced circles on my back, he let out a content sigh.
The sound of his heartbeat and the slow rise and fall of his chest creates a soothing rhythm that I can feel beneath my cheek.
“You’re comfy.” he mumbled against my head, his voice still slightly slurred and I began to smile. “Good you should be able to fall asleep no problem then.”
He smiled softly, his fingers now tracing lazy patterns on my back. "Mmmm I'll fall asleep... If you give me a kiss." he said in a half slurred whisper.
His gaze was still hazy, but he had regained some clarity as he stared at me, his smirk lazy yet cocky.
I start to laugh as his normal personality is starting to resurface. I sit up slightly and place my hand on his cheek. We stare at each other for a moment before I lean further in and kiss him gently.
He immediately reciprocates, the kiss slow and languid as his arms wrapped around my waist, pulling me closer to him.
As the kiss lasted, he deepened it slightly, tilting his head to get a better angle. The kiss continued for a few moments before he finally breaks away, a small smirk lingering on his face.
“Hmmm I guess I can go to sleep now.” he said in a low tone. The smirk quickly became a smile as he pulled me back down and held me close to his chest.
“Good cause you’ve made me exhausted.” I joke as I wrap my arm around his waist. He chuckled softly, the sound warm and low in his chest.
He continued to hold me tight, taking a deep inhale before letting out a content sigh. His fingers lazily traced patterns on my back, slowly slowing down as his breathing became deeper and slower. He seemed to finally relax and let sleep start to take over his body.
“I like you too, Vox.” I whisper as I begin to fall asleep as well. Right before I fell asleep, I thought I heard him mumble something that sounded like "I love you" in a tired and slurred speech.
But I couldn’t be sure if he did say that in his drunken stupor or if my sleep-addled brain was just wishful thinking. Either way I was extremely content right now.
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maxcatz · 4 months
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what if i said girlfriends
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Vox and Niffty couple up so quickly that those who don't Know assume that they must've worked together under Alastor before, while those who do Know guess that they might've known each other back in their overlord days. They're both wrong though– this is the first time Vox and Niffty have ever met, they just happen to get along as if they're old friends.
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akkivee · 7 days
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praying for a cross talk with the chuuoku women in the future 🙏
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phoenixonyx15 · 4 months
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them ^^
credits to @maxcatz for creating this cute cross ship :D!
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evilfarmin · 1 year
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never ask: a man how many palismen hes eaten today. a woman where she got that raccoon. hunter whats his favorite bird
vvv bonus luz
Mini Luz that I cut for time
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shiveagit · 3 months
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Croc Clwn and Cross
Buggy: After the battle, masterless cattle. Governments hanging by a thread ♫
Crocodile: With a bit of bravado, maybe tomorrow. We'll be atop the heap ♫
Mihawk: While the rest of the world's pissing ♫
Buggy: Shanks is missing! ♫
Bug+Hawk: Fled with his tail between his legs ♫
Bug+Croc: Nature abhors a power vacuum. It leaves room for you and me ♫ CCC: The future of pirates belongs to the Cees. Hahaha ♫
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dmsr-art · 6 months
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are u ever planning on drawing harrow x john? ever since u mentioned it it hasn't left my mind
i already found the reference images for the poses i want to do 😎 but it will be a while before i get to it i have other things i gotta finish drawing first (holiday exchange art, coffincest, tridentariicest, and then probably vijinx after that 🙇‍♀️)
i wonder what the reception to jarrow will be 😵‍💫
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ooh... i haven't caught the fic writing bug again but im sure i could come up with some ideas 🤤
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michax-forever · 2 years
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Au where in the end The Collector gets adopted by the Noceda family
(Vee has games on their phone)
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justarandomart · 1 year
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Even more Owl Crossing!  
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squiddokiddo · 2 years
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Idk if this has already been done yet but I made Vee's pumpkin sweater because I love it so much.💛💛
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hoomandoescosplay · 6 days
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Low Power Mode | Vox x Reader Oneshot
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I let out a small groan as I turn to my side as I lay in bed. My hand instinctively reaches out and I only feel a cold pillow. I sit up rubbing my eyes as I notice the bed is empty.
I grab my glasses from the nightstand and put them on before getting up and leaving the room.
Vark notices me leaving but decides he’s too comfortable and stays curled up at the end of the bed. I begin walking towards Vox’s office and notice what time it is as I pass by a clock.
I run my eyes again tiredly. “Why in the world is he up this late?” I mumble being careful not to run into anything due to my grogginess.
Once I finally reach the office, I push the door open and step inside. My eyes immediately landed on Vox who is sitting in his chair with his eyes glued to the multiple screens on his desk.
I let out a sigh as I walked further into his office and leaned on his desk. “What are you doing up right now?” I ask as I push my glasses up.
“Working.” Vox hums as he glances at me with a smirk as he continues messing around with the technology on his desk.
“Do you know what time it is right now?” I continue with my questions to understand why he’s not in bed with me at this time.
“It’s three in the morning. Why are you up, doll?” He turns to face me, taking his eyes off his screens, putting his pen down.
I let out a little grumble as he starts redirecting questions towards me. “I woke up because you weren’t in bed.”
“Sorry about that.” Vox hums and stands up from his chair, making his way over to me before pulling me in to give me a kiss on the forehead.
I let a small smile linger on my lips at his affection before pouting up at him. “Vox you've been working too hard you need sleep.” I say as concern fills my eyes.
“Don’t worry doll, im fi—” Before he could finish his sentence his screen changed to show a warning screen. “Warning! Battery at 10%”
We just stare at each other in silence as I give him a knowing look that says “you’re fine huh?” I can tell he’s a bit flustered that I could read him better than himself which makes me smirk.
“You were saying?” I finally say breaking the long period of silence we were just in. “Fuck off.” He grumbles out before resting his head in the crook of my neck.
I chuckle, amused at how easily flustered he could be as I wrap my arms around him, pulling him in a bit closer.
Vox smiles as he buries his face a bit more into the crook of my neck, not wanting me to see that he was blushing. “I love you…” He murmurs under his breath.
“I love you too. Let’s go to bed please. You can finish your work tomorrow love.” I replied back to him as I continued to hold him in an embrace.
He lets out a huff, clearly not wanting to give up his work, but nods in defeat nonetheless. “Fine…” He grumbles, reluctantly pulling away from me as he grabs my hand and intertwins his fingers with mine.
I follow him happily back to our room as we both quickly get under the covers and I cuddle up into his side. He smiles as I cuddle into his side, pulling me closer and resting his chin on my head.
He begins to trace shapes and patterns on my back with lazy movements, a soothing gesture that makes me feel a deep sense of safety and comfort.
We eventually both fall into a deep sleep as Vark makes his way closer to us and decides to fall back asleep on top of Vox’s chest.
(Prompt idea from DuoChromeDrizzle on ao3!!)
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maxcatz · 4 months
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hai guys :3
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zyrafowe-sny · 1 year
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Blood Brother
After a slightly rough start, Hunter and Vee discover they have a lot in common and (eventually) decide to become siblings.
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No one else seems surprised by the demon with Luz's mother, and Hunter figures that there's a story he missed. That's just what happens when up until recently you've been blindly serving your evil uncle. Vee doesn't look like any demon he's seen in person before, but he's done his research. Apparently, Mrs. Noceda has been sheltering a basilisk.
He remembers the rumors he first heard a few months ago about escaped magic experiments. Some Coven Scouts even whispered about being charged to find basilisks — a difficult task, given their shape-shifting and magic-draining abilities. His uncle was…displeased when Hunter tried to question him about it (the underground labs were off limits for his own protection given his dangerous interest in wild magic — or so his uncle claimed), so he put the incident out of his mind. Just like he pushed aside other inconvenient information when he was part of the Emperor's Coven.
If he were an escaped creation of the Emperor (aren't you, though? a little voice whispered), then he certainly wouldn't want to be around the Emperor's nephew and right-hand man (current status notwithstanding). He needs to tell Vee that he is was the Golden Guard. Before she accidentally hears it from someone else.
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