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Touches and Feelings - Ramattra x reader
Short fic about how he feels about touch. In case the title is misleading, it's sfw.
Ramattra did not like being touched, especially not by humans. He had long ago lost count of the times he'd been hit, dismantled or defaced by them.
Though usually they had the mind to steer clear of the Ravager - even his own people avoided him.
Except you.
A foolish little human who treated him with such gentleness and care he didn't know existed before.
When you first met he didn't think much of you. You were simply another human, albeit a bit more bearable to be around than most.
He was surprised when he noticed that you weren't showing any signs of fear or distaste towards him. Out of curiosity he started interacting with you more, and that's when he found that he actually enjoyed your company.
He could spend hours just sitting and talking with you. You didn't judge him for what he was, so he tried to do the same for you.
It was nice to have someone to talk to.
You meditated with him, and in exchange he'd partake in your hobbies, even if he did find some of them rather human.
It was rare he could call someone a friend, but you certainly were one.
But at some point your relationship started to change. It happened slowly; you would sit closer to him and your touch would linger for a moment longer.
He started to feel this odd feeling whenever he was with you. It wasn't unpleasant, but he wasn't sure what to do with it.
Neither of you dared to give a name to what was happening in fear of breaking this delicate thing. Instead you let it develop on it's own, feeding and nurturing but never acknowledging it.
It was unlike anything he had felt before, and he became addicted to the way you touched him.
If he had a heart it would've skipped a beat whenever you asked to hold his hand. Some days you traced shapes to the pads of his hand, others you simply intervined your fingers with his.
Ramattra could barely feel the feather-light kisses you pressed to his faceplate - couldn't if it weren't for his heightened senses - but they still sent sparks through his circuits.
And sometimes, when he was working nights and days on his inventions, you'd sneak to his workshop. It was odd how you looked so tired then, like you hadn't slept properly without him next to you.
You'd reach your arms out to him and ask him to rest for a moment. Of course he'd remind you that he did not need to, not like a human would. He'd act annoyed, you're disturbing his work, yet he'd still end up taking a break anyway.
It was simply impossible to say no when your soft body leaned into him. His projects could wait a little longer if it meant he could enjoy your embrace in that moment.
It didn't matter how you touched him, as long as you did.
Ramattra wanted to reprociate all of it, and every step of the way his programming fought against him. Cold metal could never be as gentle and soft as your human hands, but he tried.
It took him long to get comfortable with touching you, always asking if you were okay with it or if you wanted him to stop. He was thankful for your patiance with him, and after months of reassurance he could pull you to his arms with ease.
But it still doesn't feel like enough. He wants to ask for more, to take you with him and latch onto the only hand kind enough to feed a starving stray.
This was already more that he deserved, but he can't help it, not when you're so willingly giving in.
No, Ramattra did not like being touched, yet he could never get enough of it.
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Hiiiiiii it’s me again. I’m sure you and others have missed me. I see you have your requests open again
So I’m here to request some stuff before I disappear. Another Ramattra piece, if you will so kindly indulge me for a moment
Write it as one of the drabbles you love to do, Ramattra with internal conflict about loving another human
Enjoy for I be leaving. Goodnight.
Hhhhhhhhh, you know what, I'll give you this one considering it's a somewhat happy one
He couldn't believe it. How in the sweet hells did he manage to fall for a human?
Not just any human, no.
He had to fall for you.
Ramattra couldn't make sense of it. All those years of hating humanity for what they've done and he's in love with one, he's in love with you.
Sitting in his room, he cycles back to when he believed it all began, the moment he met you? No, that can't be it, but he chooses to sit through the interaction just in case.
That's when he finds himself admiring you; the friendly nature in which you speak, the constant smile that graced your cheeks and the way you were excited to finally meet him, it all came flooding back. When he met you back then, he didn't particularly like you, but looking back on it, there was something hiding away that he didn't realise; you weren't like the other humans.
You were... different. In a good way, he would add before you'd get the wrong idea. You were kind-hearted, always caring for others more than yourself. You would always put others first, making sure that they were okay no matter what stresses were going on in your life.
He remembers the first time you opened up to him, the feeling of not being good enough and he wanted to hug you then and there but refrained from doing so. He didn't want to make you uncomfortable. Ramattra wanted nothing more than to hold you, but he was afraid.
When you had lightly grazed his hand while you were walking beside him one time, his systems went into overdrive. It took what waning strength he had to not grab your hand and pull you close.
Every fibre of his being was screaming at him to make a move yet he couldn't. He wouldn't.
He wants to be by your side, to call you his, but that was merely a dream. If only he could read your thoughts and see your memories and then maybe he wouldn't be so scared.
Fear was holding him back from ruining what's already good.
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You don't need me - Ramattra x reader
He's mean in this, it's angsty
You love him. His innovativeness. His calm and caring nature. Wit, sarcasm and unvavering determination.
Even the poison that festers in his metallic heart.
If you would've just seen it sooner, maybe then things wouldn't have gone this way.
A simple request that he would stop talking down to you is where it started.
"You think you should be paraded around because you're not as horrible as you the rest of your kind, is that it?"
"That's not what I mean and you know it."
The metallic ends of his cable hair click against each other when he turns around to look at you.
His shoulders tense and his fingers twitch. The air around you feels colder.
For someone with no facial expressions Ramattra was easy to read.
"Well that's what it sounds like." The words come out as a hiss, full of venom.
"You humans are always the same. You think you can do whatever you please," He takes a step towards you. "and we have to praise you for every good deed, no matter all the damage you do to everything around you."
Was it so really so wrong of you to ask for some recognition from your partner?
"I get that we've done some bad shit, and that I'm not perfect, but I feel like you don't value or respect me at all."
He makes a sound meant to imitate a scoff. That only fuels your frustration.
"You're being unfair. You know I gave up on everything I had. I left my previous life to help the liberation and to be here with you. You could at least show some gratitude."
For a moment there is silence.
His optics stare down at you. The imposing figure reminds you of why so many fear his kind.
"That was your choice, not mine."
"Ram-"
"If you don't have anything meaningful to say, leave. I have work to do."
He turns his back to you. Tears threaten to fall from your eyes and you swallow down the need to cry.
Sure, his hatred for humans is justified, but his anger towards you is not.
He used to be kind and patient. You believe that somewhere underneath all that pain and anger he still is, but the quest of liberation has made him cold and ruthless.
Or maybe that's what he's always been, and you have only looked through it with your rose-tinted glasses.
Deep breath,
in and out.
You're surprised at how calm and leveled your voice comes out.
"If that is what you wish, then I won't be bothering you again."
As you walk out you can hear him grumble something, make out enough words to know it is not something you want to know.
It won't be your responsibility anymore anyway.
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Hold me - Ramattra x reader
Quick fluffy drabble thing, no warnings
You sift and turn on his lap - even with the pillows and the blankets it was a hassle to find a comfortable position against his metallic form.
"This cannot possibly be comfortable," he sighs after you've settled down.
"Not particularly," you hum.
"And why do you insist on this?"
"Because it makes me feel safe."
An amused chuckle reverberates through him. "Being held by a Ravager makes you feel safe?"
You look up at him, displeased.
"Being held by someone I love makes me feel safe. If that someone happens to be an omnic of a certain model, then I suppose it does."
Ramattra goes quiet, and for a moment you fear you've overstepped.
"Ram?"
You hear your own voice play from his voice box. "Being held by someone I love makes me feel safe."
He recorded you.
"You- Hey, that's unfair."
He tilts his head in a teasing manner. "Why? You meant it, yes?"
"Of course I meant it."
Gently his arms pull you closer and he rests his head on top of yours.
"Then I shall hold you for as long as you need me to."
#ramattra x reader#ramattra x you#ramattra overwatch#ramattra#overwatch x reader#overwatch#ramattra ow
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Hi! I read your post about Vox liking a calm and collected partner, so I wanted to request something related to that! So, reader (Fem, if you are okay with it!) is indeed a very calm person, and she also is very cuddly. She is feeling awfully lonely lately because Vox is very busy, so she approaches him quietly and wraps her arms around him looking for attention because she is too shy to ask. I would love to see some fluffy interactions between the two! Thank youuu
Vox x cuddly!shy!reader
Warnings: none, just good old fluff and cuddles
Word count: 637
Vox had always been busy, but lately it was like he wasn't home with you at all - he barely even came back to sleep.
Of course being an overlord and a CEO of the most successful business in the Pride Ring took a lot of work… But you can't deny that you missed spending time with him.
So, you decide to stop by the office. Bringing him a fresh cup of coffee gave you a perfect excuse to see him. It was convenient that he preferred to work alone, since that meant he wouldn't mind you visiting him while he was working.
You can hear him before you even reach his quarters. He's speaking with someone on the phone, and he sounds irritated. You can see in your mind how he grits his teeth, like he always does when he must talk to someone he doesn't like.
The coffee is placed on a table and forgotten. You stand by the door, admiring your lover while he paces around the room. You feel the need to embrace him, but you also don't want to disturb him.
When the call finally ends you quietly walk behind him and gently wrap your arms around his waist.
Vox hadn't heard your arrival and the sudden touch startles him, though he soon melts against you. Slowly his posture relaxes and the stress dissipates as you hold him.
"Missed me, didn't you doll?" He tries to sound nonchalant despite how he's leaning into your touch.
You hum and you snuzzle your face to the crook of his neck in response.
"I suppose I've been neglecting you lately," he sighs. You pull away so he can turn around. He looks tired, but there's also softness in his expression.
"I still have some work to do, but I guess a short break wouldn't be so bad."
No words are exchanged as you help him take off his jacket and loosen the bow tie that had been suffocating him all day. There's no hurry or hidden agendas in your touches, just a genuine intent to help him be more comfortable.
Afterwards he places a quick thank you kiss on your forehead. His hands take a hold of yours and he guides you to sit down on a couch. You settle in his lap and lay your head to his chest. The steady beating of his heart always felt calming.
He starts to run his fingers through your hair. It was astonishing how gentle he was with you, making sure his sharp claws would never nick your skin.
The feeling was soothing, and you can't find the power to keep your eyes open. It doesn't take long before you drift to sleep.
Vox debates on whether he should move you and continue working, but seeing how content you were made him stay. He did deserve a break anyway.
The serene moment gives him time to think, so he lets his mind wonder while he traces your features.
You don't know what time it is when you open your eyes again. You're wrapped in his arms and his hands rest on your back. He must have moved you to a more comfortable position at some point.
He doesn't miss the opportunity to tease you once he notices you're conscious again.
"Aww, look who's awake. I missed a meeting because of you, you know."
"Sorry, didn't mean to doze off. It's just been hard to sleep when you’re not around."
His arms tighten around you ever so slightly, as if he could bring you any closer. For a moment the two of you embrace each other in a comfortable silence.
When he speaks again his voice is soft and quiet.
"I know I don't say this enough, but I love you."
You smile softly, "I love you too."
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Masterlist
Here's a list of all my fics, I'll try to keep this up to date. For requests check out requests post. Fics under the cut.
❓- requested | 🩵 / 💜 / 🩷 - male / gn / fem reader
Hazbin Hotel
Vox
Vox x cuddly!shy!reader - 🩷❓
What I think their ideal partner would be like - 💜
Vox x fem!reader who uses puppy eyes on him - 🩷❓
Vox x affectionate!angel!reader - 🩷❓
You made today special - Vox x reader Valentine's fic - 💜
The Vees with a s/o that likes to crochet + how they'd react if you gift them a plush of you two holding hands - 💜
Valentino
What I think their ideal partner would be like - 💜
The Vees with a s/o that likes to crochet + how they'd react if you gift them a plush of you two holding hand - 💜
Velvette
What I think their ideal partner would be like - 💜
The Vees with a s/o that likes to crochet + how they'd react if you gift them a plush of you two holding hand - 💜
Overwatch
Ramattra
Tea - 💜
Hold me - 💜
You don't need me - 💜
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The Vees - What I think their ideal partner would be like
A/N: These are just my opinions, so don't take them to heart if you disagree
Vox - Calm and collected
Vox has his hands full on trying to make sure Valentino doesn't cause a scene, he doesn't want to worry about having to babysit another partner.
He's prone to having his own outbursts from time to time whenever Alastor is brought up as well, so it wouldn't be bad to have someone who can calm him down before he can cause another blackout.
Somehow he's both overly confident and extremely insecure. Having a more laid-back partner would help balance out his moodswings.
Mutual trust is essential for at least somewhat healthy relationship with him. His partner will be the first person he goes to vent, and the only one he truly opens up to.
He won't stay with anyone who belittles him or makes him feel bad about himself, though constantly feeding his ego will also hurt the relationship in the long term. A partner who simply listens and accepts him is what he needs.
Valentino - Eccentric and unfazed
It doesn't matter what your relationship with Valentino is, he won't change his ways. You're either with him at the clubs or he's there without you.
He isn't looking for someone to reel him in, and sure as Hell won't take interest in someone trying to fix him or tie him down. He wants his partner to enable his behaviour.
Val would prefer a someone who's open to trying new things and is generally on the wild side. They can't get easily insecure or nervous in a more obscene setting, as that is his entire brand.
If you want him to treat you as someone equal you need to be able to deal with his outbursts. Whether that is by calming him down or encouraging him to go haywire on whoever dared to piss him off is your choice.
Velvette - Sassy and fun
Velvette needs someone who can match her energy. She's constantly sassing and cussing out people, and you won't be an exception. Her partner needs to be able to not only take it, but also dish out at the same pace.
As mean as she can be, she doesn't stand anyone else taking a shot at her partner. Insult to one of you is an insult to both of you, and she trusts you to take her side too.
She also wants her partner to be familiar with technology and social media, and prefers if you already have a good amount of influence. Anyone she considers too cringe or too old is out of the question.
As a fashionista and an influencer she wants her partner to be someone who is up to date with latest trends. Not necessarily another designer, but still someone with an eye for things like that.
#hazbin hotel x reader#vox x reader#valentino x reader#the vees x reader#hazbin hotel vox#vox#hazbin hotel valentino#valentino#hazbin hotel velvette#the vees#hazbin hotel vees#velvette x reader#hazbin hotel
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Tea - Ramattra x reader
Warnings: none
Word count: 343
Ramattra has a habit of making you tea.
He does so every morning when you're still half asleep and barely able to drag yourself to the kitchen. It's rare to find him there, he has no need for that kind of sustenance, but the warm drink is always freshly made for you regardless.
When you're both busy during the day he'll always find time to stop by to bring you a cup. He might stay for a moment with you too, though often there's no words exchanged as you sit in a comfortable silence.
On those evenings when you're drowning yourself in work he'll quietly place it on your desk, careful to not to disturb your focus.
And if your day has stretched all the way to night he'll offer you the drink along with a cozy blanket and some company.
You wonder it sometimes, why he does that. He can't drink anything, he's an omnic after all, and he surely knows you're capable of making it yourself. Yet he still goes out of his way to brew some just for you.
If you were to ask him why, he'd be amused at your question.
"You enjoy it, do you not?" he'd hum.
You will not get any more of an answer from him, so you resign on simply enjoying your drink. Ramattra has never been much of a talker anyway.
What you don't know is that that is precisely the reason he does it.
It is his way of letting you know that he thinks about you. You're on his mind from the moment the sun rises to till the moon has long ago climbed its way to the sky.
I thought about you today.
This reminded me of you.
I missed your company.
He does not have words to tell you, so he hopes that those small actions of love will show you that you truly do mean everything to him. Maybe the warmth of the drink will somehow convey that which he feels towards you.
I love you.
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Hello! Anon here I hope you have a nice day/afternoon/night 💕
Of it's not a bother can I please request a Vox x Female Reader who always used the puppy eyes on him much better than his manipulating eye spiral???
Like bruh Vox trying to manipulate Reader and Reader be like just using there sad looking pleading Puppy eyes and immediately get Vox to lose
Vox x fem!reader who uses puppy eyes on him
A/N: Thank you anon, it's no bother at all
Warnings: Manipulation, (attempted) hypnosis
Word count: 420
Saying that Vox was manipulative was an immense understatement. He based his entire career on getting people to do what he wants, whether that was with his hypnotic powers or practiced charisma.
You though, you were quick to catch on his little trick, and even quicker to discover how to counter it.
One of the most powerful sinners in Hell fell for the oldest trick in the book - puppy eyes.
Well, not for anyone's puppy eyes, but your puppy eyes. A great skill that had come in handy many times.
And so, whenever he tries to hypnotize you to do what he wants, you simply tilt your head down and look at him with pleading eyes.
Vox knows you're doing it on purpose, but he also finds himself caving in each time.
The expression tugs at his heart strings, and he has lost to you once again. What's even worse is that he can never be mad at you about it, you'd just do the puppy eyes until he'd forgive you.
Who gave you the right to look so damn adorable?
"Can you stay for a bit longer?" You ask your boyfriend whilst the two of you cuddle up on the couch. He has a meeting to go to, and he's going to be late.
"Sorry doll, I have to go. Promise to make it up to later though."
You've barely had any time with him lately, so you're not letting him go now.
You gently grab his hand when he starts to get up. He turns around to look at you with an eyebrow raised.
"Oh, don't do that, don't give me those eyes," Vox groans in frustration.
You stick your bottom lip out to maximize the cuteness. "Please?"
"No, I said no. Stop-"
The black spirals in his left eye appear only for a moment before he sighs in defeat.
"Fine, I'll stay."
In a flash your expression goes from a pout to a bright smile. You're quick to hug him.
"Thank you Voxy!"
He knows he should've told you no, but he'd be lying if he said he didn't enjoy having you cling to him like that.
"But it's just an hour, okay? And only because I feel like it."
You know he'll stay for as long as you ask him to. He can never say no to you, not when you look at him with those big, sad eyes that make his heart ache.
But surely you wouldn't use this power against him, would you?
#vox x reader#vox x you#hazbin hotel vox#hazbin hotel x reader#hazbin hotel vox x reader#vox#hazbin hotel
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Requests [Closed]
I take character x reader or character only requests, not character x character or character x oc.
I default to gn reader if no gender is specified. I prefer writing gn or male reader, but will do requests with fem reader too.
I'm cool with writing about sexual topics, but not pure smut. Both angst and fluff are welcome.
I take both romantic and platonic requests.
Fandoms I write for and preferred characters
Hazbin Hotel
Vox, Velvette, Valentino, Alastor (platonic or ace!reader only), Lucifer
Overwatch
Ramattra
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Vox x Angel Female Reader who LOVES to show there love by hugging, cuddling, Kissing and By wearing Vox's Suit
Vox x affectionate!angel!reader
A/N: My first request, thank you! Fem reader is implied, tho can be read as gn. Had fun writing this, hope you like it :D
Warnings: None
Word count: 348
Vox has a reputation. As one of the overlords and an overall prominent figure in Hell he can't afford to be seen as soft. Getting doted on by someone, as lovable as you are, won't do good for his image.
There's also the fact that you're an angel. Most sinners won't take a liking to you.
He would like to keep your identity as a heavenly being secret for as long as possible. If and when the word does get out however, whether it is your doing or because of someone else, he's going to stand by you.
That being said, he will soak up all your love and care in private. He will even come to expect your affections. This man is so touch starved you wouldn't believe it.
Vox loves it when you kiss his hands, it makes him feel loved and appreciated. Your hugs also help him to calm down and destress.
Pull him to the couch to cuddle with you after a rough day, and he will become putty in your hands.
You might sometimes hear him call you his little piece of heaven. He doesn't understand how someone as loving as you could end up down here, and he will selfishly hope you stay.
When you first started being affectionate at the start of your relationship he wasn't yet used to that and would shut down whenever you'd kiss or hug him seemingly out of nowhere. Even when he's gotten familiar with your way of showing love, you can still get him to glitch out with a hug and a few surprise kisses. Just please make sure no one sees you.
Now wearing his suit, that's a bit of a double-edged sword for him.
On one hand, he absolutely loves seeing you in his clothes. You look so cute when you wrap his jacket around your form. It does something for that possessive part of him, sends a clear message that you're taken - that you're his.
But also, sweetheart, he has like three different (identical) suits. He needs them clean and presentable.
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You made today special - Vox x gn!reader
Summary: You and Vox have been in a situationship of sorts for a while, and he has finally asked you out for the upcoming Valentines. Being the showman he is, he wants everything to be perfect. Unfortunately things don't go according to his plan and he's left on a verge of breakdown.
Warnings: some nasty language but otherwise none
Word count: 1309
He's booked a reservation at the most renowned restaurant in Pride Ring.
He's made sure that a limousine will be ready and waiting.
He's even bought flowers, carefully picked and chosen to match your mutual aesthetic.
And he has put on his best suit, checked himself in the mirror at least seven times in the past hour - which both Valentino and Velvet have teased him about. Usually he'd at least retort with a snarky comment, but Vox can't bring himself to care today.
From the moment you agreed to be his Valentine he's been preparing to swoon you over. Every little detail is taken care of for this day to be memorable.
You're dressed in your best and waiting for him to come pick you up. The butterflies in your stomach refused to calm themself, and you're sure you look like a lovestruck fool right now.
Despite your excitement you were also a bit nervous about how the public would respond to your appearance with Vox. The paparazzi followed him everywhere, and he's always been rather pedantic about the Vees' image.
Still, finally having a date with him? Not just shameless flirting and drunken night outs, but an actual real date?
It was no secret that you had been pining for the tech overlord for longer than you'd like to admit and you were happy to know he shared those feelings too.
A glance at the clock tells you that he should've been here by now. You recheck the message he sent you earlier.
Vox wouldn't have stood you up, would he?
You debate on whether you should text him to ask where he is, but before you can make a decision a black limo drives to your driveway.
You sigh in relief as Vox steps out to open the door for you.
"Apologies for the late arrival," his smile makes you forget your earlier worries. "there were some hiccups on the way. I hope you didn't wait for long."
"I was a bit worried you wouldn't show up, but it's all right."
Vox promises to make it up to you later. He hadn't anticipated the paparazzi blocking the road, and since he was supposed to pick you up he couldn't just zap himself out of there like he'd usually do.
He places a hand on your waist as he guides you. "You look stunning by the way."
"Thank you. You look very handsome too." You find it hard to find the right words, but Vox seems pleased with your answer regardless.
This was just a small setback on an otherwise perfect date, he thinks. Everything else will go just as planned.
The ride to the restaurant starts off a bit awkward, but the two of you soon set into a comfortable conversation. Vox, with his natural charm, led most of the exchange, asking for your opinions and preferences on a matter of things. His animated expressions and almost cartoonish mannerism were a delight to watch.
At some point Vox decides that now is the perfect time to give you the bouquet. He reaches for it, only to realize that he forgot to take it with him.
Fuck.
His expression goes from happy and exited to 'shit, I left the stove on'.
"Is everything okay?"
He's quick to recover, nodding and reassuring you that there's no need to worry.
He'll just give you the flowers after the date then.
The restaurant was packed full, which was expected on a special day like Valentine's. That's precisely why Vox had made the reservation early. Now if that idiot behind the counter could just find it…
"Sir, are you sure you've made the reservation for today? I do not see you on the list."
Vox thanks himself for having such good self control. "Yes, I'm quite sure. Check it again."
"I'm sorry sir, your name isn't on the list-"
Vox leans over the counter. His left eye pulses and voice is laced with static. "But it is, right there. See?"
"Of course. This way please."
Vox makes a note of the employee's name. He'll get them fired later for embarrassing him like that.
You're finally seated at your table. It's one of the nicer ones, private enough so others won't see nor hear you and with an amazing view over Pentagram City.
Vox calms himself and the two of you continue your conversation from earlier.
It doesn't take long for a young waitress to come to take your orders. She seems almost nervous, though you suppose it's understandable given the reputation the Vees have. You find your favourite from the menu, and Vox orders a bottle of wine along with your meals.
"Thank you for taking me here. It's been really nice."
Vox flashes you a smile. "Of course. Only the best for you."
Soon the waitress is back with a wine bottle and two glasses. She opens the bottle and goes to fill your glass, only to trip on the table leg.
He sees in slow motion as the red wine gets spilled right onto your lap.
There's a split second of silence before the waitress starts to chant a string of apologies like a prayer. You try to assure her that it'll be okay. It was an accident, and this certainly wasn't the worst that has happened to you.
The opposite of you Vox's claws dig into the table, leaving permanent marks on it's surface.
This bitch. This useless piece of shit DARED TO FUCKING RUIN YOUR CLOTHES.
In a fit of panic she tries to swipe off the spillage with a hand chief. That does nothing but manage to make the mess worse, and only when Vox grabs her by the shoulder to drag her away from you does she realize that.
Before you get to say anything you're pulled up from your seat. There's a quick flash of light and suddenly you're back in Vox's quarters in the Vees' tower.
It takes a moment for your brain to catch up. You can feel Vox's hands shaking slightly before he lets go of you.
He's about to lose his composure.
"I did everything right," his voice distorts in the middle of the sentence. He's too worked up to keep up the calm, collected, and charming facade he's mastered.
"I made plans. I double-checked all the boxes."
He stomps off to the living room, practically tearing off his jacket.
"It was supposed to be perfect."
Vox slumps down on the couch. His shoulders sag and he looks at you with what you can only describe as desperation.
He had tried so hard to make today special, yet it seems like the universe had a different plan.
He draws in a shaky breath. His voice is small and you think you might have heard him sniffle when he spoke again.
"I had to make it perfect…"
"Vox…" You take his hands onto yours and he doesn't resist when you place soft kisses on both of them.
"You know, I really enjoyed today. Even though we had to wait forever in line at that restaurant and my clothes got ruined. Do you know why?"
He shakes his head.
"Because I got to spend it with you."
He smiles, despite still feeling down about all his plans being ruined.
"Thank you for taking me out. If it's okay with you, I'd like to spend the night?"
"I won't say no to that, but let's get you to something a bit more comfortable, shall we?"
He picks you up and you wrap your arms around him as he carries you to his bedroom. He agrees to let you borrow one of his shirts, and the two of you spend the rest of the evening cuddled up watching movies.
Maybe today wasn't so bad after all.
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The Vees with a s/o that likes to crochet + how they'd react if you gift them a plush of you two holding hands
First time posting on Tumblr, I know these are probably ooc. Gn reader, a bit suggestive on Val's. That's all, enjoy :)
Vox
Vox doesn't really understand your hobby, but hey, whatever makes you happy. Besides, he loves it when you run to him all giddy and exited to show off your latest creation. He'll let you sit on his lap while you crochet and he works. Just make sure your yarn doesn't get tangled up in the wires...
Giving him the plush
Keeping the gift as a surprise was hard, this man has cameras everywhere, but somehow you managed. And you're quite proud of yourself for that too. Now you're sitting in his office, waiting for him to get back from the meeting. You glance at the clock - it should end right about now.
As if on cue, Vox opens the door and as it slams shut you hear the most tired and annoyed sigh from him.
"Bad time?" You ask.
He shakes his head at the question. "Just a shitty meeting," He practically falls into his chair, "and an even shittier day."
He raises his brows and the annoyance is gone in an instant. "What's that for, doll?"
"I made this. For you." You smile awkwardly as you pass the box to him.
Vox carefully lifts the lid and takes the plush out. He examines it as if he wasn't quite sure what it was. The expression on his screen is unreadable, and his voice quieter than usual.
"You made this? You made... us?"
You nod and Vox's expression softens. He has already forgotten the stress from earlier.
"It's adorable. Thanks doll."
He smiles. Not the business man smile or the TV host smile, a genuine smile.
Valentino
Val thinks it's a waste of time. Why would you sit there, making stupid knots instead of, I don't know, spending time with him?! But, like Vox, if it makes you happy, he'll tolerate it.
Giving him the plush
You decide to present him with the plush one night after he's done with filming. So there you sit, on the couch in one of the backrooms in his studio, nervously fiddling with the gift. When Valentino steps in to the room he's surprised to see you. You don't usually spend time at the studio.
He's voice is ever so sultry when he addresses you. "Well hello sweetheart. Didn't know you were waiting for me." He then notices what your holding and snatches the plush from your hands, a teasing smile on he's face as he toys with it. "Oh my, what's this darling?"
You stand up. He cocks his head, making sure to hold the plush out of your reach.
"It's a gift. I though I'd be nice to give you something."
He's grin widens and he lifts your chin up with one of his hands. "Not exactly my style of a toy, but thank you sweetheart."
Velvet
Velvet would most be the most tolerant towards your yarn hording habits. She doesn't mind, as long as you keep your stuff separate from hers. If you have the talent, she might design accessories which she'll ask you to crochet for her. And, if you agree to it, she will make you a Sinstagram to show off all your creations.
Giving her the plush
Velvet is on her break when you decide visit her studio to give her the gift. You've put the plush in a gift bag hoping it wouldn't raise questions from her employees. While you don't think they'd make fun of you, you know how important the public appearances of you two were for Velvet.
It doesn't take long for you to find her, scrolling on her phone as she picks at her lunch. "I didn't know you were stopping by babe."
"I figured you'd be on your break about now." You say, handing her the bag. "This is for you."
She wastes no time taking the plush out. "Aww, you made us hold hands. It's adorable." She turns it around in her hands examining all the little details you've made. "You even got my outfit on point." She then leans in to give you a quick kiss on the cheek.
"I'm glad you liked it."
She has to soon get back to work, her collections need to be perfect for the next show, so you bid your goodbyes. Later that day you get a notification from your Sinstagram that you've been tagged on a post. You can't help but smile when you see the photo Velvet had posted to show off the plush.
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