Maybe something with “25 - finding comfort in their scent” being about Ashton
Ashton doesn’t smell like much tbh. Just a bit earthy and metallic, not in a bad way, and you have to be really sniffing to notice. In its own way, it’s nice.
But one day you notice, after a fight, Ashton’s pressing their face into your neck, holding you to themself and you hear…a deep inhale, followed by another.
At first you think it’s just Ashton centering himself, calming themself down. Because it begins to happen that way after every fight.
But then you begin to notice him leaning into you throughout the day, against your hair, your shoulder, pressing into your belly when he uses your lap for a nap
“Are you…sniffing me?” You ask. Ashton had hid his face in your hair to hide how harshly he was rolling his eyes at whatever conversation had been going on. But they’d lingered there, even as the other dispersed, and you could swear you heard him.
“Does it matter?” Ashton replies, (very carefully) bumping his forehead against you. You pull back and turn some so you can look at them.
“You can just tell me I’m stinky.” You stick your tongue out at them. Ashton rolls his eyes and pulls you back against him.
“You smell good.” Ashton mumbles quietly into your neck, following it up with a quick kiss. “I like breathing you in. Helps me remember….you’re here.”
If requests are open and your comfortable with this ask, could you give your headcanons on how Fearne, Dorian, Ashton, Molly, Beau and Fjord would kiss reader please? Thanks 💖
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Fearne
Fearne, first of all, has no qualms about PDA or anything like that, so she’s very likely to just swoop you into a hug and kiss whenever she gets the urge
I also think she’s the type to lift you off your feet and press a million kisses to your face (you can protest all you like, she wants to sweep you off your feet)
Her favorite way to kiss you: scooping you up in her arms and then depositing you on a nearby surface, one hand cradling the back of your head while her other hand stays on your hip
Dorian
A romantic and a little shy, he almost Always asks for permission to kiss you
He does however easily kiss your hand throughout the day, whether that be a light brush of his lips across your knuckles or a kiss to the center of your palm, all while maintaining eye contact
His favorite way to kiss you: when you’re cuddling in bed and he can lean in and just enjoy some soft slow kisses, all while his arms are around you
Ashton
I’m not saying they’re shy but I think when it comes to you, who he has real full feelings for, that makes them a bit more nervous
I think Ashton would most often give you a kiss on the temple or cheek, especially around the others, and reserve actual smooching for a more private occasion
But! I think if the Bells Hells tease him about being shy or anything, he’d grab you, yanking you too him via an arm around your neck and kissing you in front of everyone (he’s flipping them off behind your head)
Their favorite way to kiss you: Ashton likes to pin you between him and anything (a wall, the couch, the bed) and just take his time kissing you, like dammit he’s gonna enjoy this as long as he wants! He likes resting a hand on your neck so he can feel your pulse with his fingers
Molly
Molly is all about enjoying what he has in life and the best thing he has is you, how is he supposed to keep his hands or his lips to himself?
Molly is the most likely to just stop and kiss you during the day, no matter what you’re doing, camp chores, shopping, fighting. If Molly gets the whim to kiss you, he will
His favorite way to kiss you: when you’ve been teasing and taunting each other and he finally caves, using his tail to catch one of your wrists, one hand catching your other hand and his other hand holding your chin, so he can kiss you
Beau
Beau honestly lets a lot be determined by her partner. If you’re cool with a lot of PDA, you can expect smooches a Lot through the day. If not? Shell reserve that kind of affection for more solitary moments
If she gets excited about something though, she won’t really be able to hold back. Finishing a tough fight or putting together an answer to whatever mystery she’s trying to solve, she’ll run up to you with a wide grin, grab your face in her hands, and kiss the fuck out of you
Her favorite way to kiss you: she loves coming home from work and greeting you with a big smooch, throwing her stuff to the floor in order to wrap her arms around you
Fjord
Gods bless this man, who tries so hard to be suave and collected but blushes hard anytime there’s a ~moment~ between you too
He can generally hold himself together if he’s just kissing the back of your hand but anymore than that and he’s obviously a little flustered
His favorite way to kiss you: when you’ve said or done something to fluster him and he’s trying to sputter out a response and you lean in and give him a quick kiss - but he grabs you by the front of your shirt and pulls you back to him
Hi so I saw you song request thing. The song I was thinking of it’s The prophecy by Taylor swift with Mollymauk and add in Kingsley for a happy ending if you want to.
(pls how dare you)(i made it happy bc ofc i did😘)
Cards on the table
Mine play out like fools in a fable, oh
It was sinking in
You fall to your knees, Molly’s body on the ground in front of you. You can’t bring yourself to even pay attention to the others, you don’t care if the Iron Shepards come for you next.
Molly’s gone. He’s gone.
You’re not sure how, but you get to your feet. You help Beau and Caleb dig a grave. You cradle Molly’s tarot cards to your chest as you leave his coat as a grave marker.
Oh, still I dream of him
You felt like you were in a waking nightmare. Molly’s body but that thing isn’t Molly. Lucien grins at you from across the fireplace and you feel Jester lay a reassuring hand on your shoulder.
Please
I've been on my knees
Change the prophecy
Lucien dead, Molly’s body motionless again. You kneel at his side, even as the resurrection fails. You hear a loud keening noise and belatedly realize it’s you, crying and screaming at the gods.
Who do I have to speak to
About if they can redo
The prophecy?
You’re not paying attention to Caduceus. You don’t register as the ground blooms around Molly’s body until Yasha is shaking you, pointing. You swallow hard, assuming Caduceus is simply encouraging the ground to take Molly’s body.
Then Molly’s eyes fly open, sputtering and coughing.
You don’t know what to do as you sit there, gaping at him. You and the Mighty Nein are all (for once) silent. Molly heaves some deep breaths and looks around.
“Well, that was unpleasant.” Molly says and it is Molly. Molly’s voice, the lilt in his speech and just everything.
You launch yourself at him, ignoring his half nudity and your own bloodied state. He grunts but his arms wrap around you quickly, burying his face in your neck. Yasha scoops you both up in her arms and you feel the rest of the Mighty Nein fall into the mass group hug.
You pull back enough to take Molly’s face in your hands, while he smiled up at you.
“Did you really think they could keep me from you?”
Ooh for your song thing, how about Dorian Storm with Honey by. Coastal Club please and thank you <33
I’ve learned to love you, honey
And you’ve got a way with me
You’re wide-eyed and alive, so full of life, I’m mesmerized by your love
You don’t notice Dorian watching you, despite the fact that he finds himself doing it a Lot. He’s not trying to, of course, but you burst into giggles with Fearne, hand half-covering your face and Dorian can’t wrench his gaze from you.
Chetney jabs him in the side.
“Ow!” Dorian jumps. “What was that for?”
“Quite going googly-eyed over them. Just go talk to them.” Cheney huffs. “It’s disgusting.”
Dorian makes some flippant comment at Chetney, waving him off. You glanced up and caught his gaze, your grin growing wider.
“Dorian!” You wave him over from the other side of the tavern and of course he joins you, how could he not? (Chetney is grumbling and rolling his eyes behind him).
“Darlings.” Dorian greets both you and Fearne. It’s easier to be flirty when it’s not just you. “To what do I owe the pleasure?”
“Fearne said you knew this really fancy dance! You did it at the party I missed, apparently. I didn’t know you danced!” You babbled at him a bit, grinning at him.
“And very well too.” Fearne added, throwing him a wink.
“Ah, well, I don’t think I was that good at it.” Dorian waved the compliment away, fighting a blush.
“You were!” Fearne insisted. “Oh! How abouts you two dance? Dorian can show off his moves!”
“There’s not even a band, Fearne!” You widened your eyes at her, trying to silently communicate to her to chill out. Of all the people to figure out about your crush.
“And there’s really not enough room.” Dorian added. He rubbed at the back of his neck, looking anywhere but at you. Fearne pouted before a mischievous smile uncurled across her face.
“Just a moment.” She got up and trotted up to the barkeep, who was uninterested until Fearne set down some gold coins. The man counted them then shrugged, going over to two guys hanging around in a corner table. They had instruments.
“Tell me she didn’t”. Dorian stage whispered. The two guys went to the little raised platform in the tavern and started tuning their instruments.
“I think she did.” You reply.
Fearne walks back to you two, smiling widely. The barkeep was moving some tables to make a space for dancing. At least some of the other patrons seemed interested too.
“There! Music and room to dance!” She sat back down beside you and rested her chin on her hand, grinning.
“Fearne-“ Dorian tried to say, but the two men started playing and another couple of people got up to dance. Fearne waved her hand at you two.
“Go on, shoo!”
“Well, might as well take this opportunity, hmm?” You sigh as you stand, giving Dorian a half smile. “I’ll try not to step on your feet too much.”
“I would be honored for you to step on me.” Dorian joked, giving you a half bow as he held his hand out to you. Fearne snorted a laugh behind him and he shit her a quick, half-hearted glare, even as his skin turned a slightly darker blue.
You weren’t particularly a skillful dancer. It didn’t help that you didn’t know the ‘fancy dance’ Dorian was trying to lead you through. You were stumbling over his feet and your own, hands holding onto him with a vice grip. But you were grinning and laughing and everyone once in a while you leaned forward, hiding your face in his shoulder.
And Dorian was thankful that the dance was ingrained in him because he was absolutely stunned by you. You were glowing and there were stars in your eyes and Dorian had never loved you more.
Also,I apologize for asking for him back to back,I just don't really see enough fanfics for him in the tags 🙇♀️
No worries, I am happy to write for Kingsley and I agree, we need more King Content!! (pls overlook how long this sat in my ask box lmao)
10. Describe their first date
So I feel like the obvious answer would be a boating/ship-faring date but that also feels like a cop out haha
But I’m also not sure Kingsley would really know what’s a “good” first date
He was happily go along with anything you planned (and would honestly adore if you asked him out first) but he’d scramble for his own ideas
Honestly he might would ask Beau for advice (he loves Jester dearly, but her advice was…a little over the top for him haha)
I think he’d pack a bag of good food and drink and take you to the shore; a cozy picnic with a sea breeze where the two of you can talk and just enjoy each others company
Kingsley wouldn’t be above egging you to go swim with him but he’d probably end up flustered if you stripped to your undies and got it
He plays it calm and collected tho, you barely notice he’s so flustered (he really wants the date to go well)
I think Kingsley would definitely want to end the first date with a kiss
idk if you wanted separate or poly but uh brain ran with poly so 👌🏻😘 (I’m patiently waiting for more Braius content, love you Sam reigal)
Braius and Dorian are both incredibly charismatic dudes so I feel like the levels of flirting and sass are through the roof
Dorian tries to be more suave and lowkey about his actions, while Briaus is much more direct and clear
Like flirting with Dorian is kinda cute and sweet and maybe a few innuendos and flirting with Braius…is like no-filter flirting. He doesn’t necessarily mean to fluster you (or Dorian) by how he speaks but he’s amused nonetheless
can you imagine the cuddle puddle of being between Braius and Dorian like damn
The two of them will (playfully) fight over who gets to heal you if you get a small injury but the moment you’re hurt hurt, they’re both pumping any healing they have into you.
They can both be so dramatic that living with them is never boring
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
-waves nervously and drops off fic- here ya go! once again, shoutout to @railroad-migraine for thinking the idea of this sounded cool lol. the song used is Starlight Starshine by Steam Powered Giraffe
You were like starlight, just like starshine
Casting down on me
“Leave him!” A voice echoed around him, above him? “Come on, move!”
Ashton catches a glimpse of the window sill, of you leaning out of it, a horrified look on your face. That same voice calls your name and a hand grabs your shoulder. You disappear even as his eyes slide closed again.
“Ashton!” Your cry lingers in their head as the darkness encroaches.
Starlight, starshine, no longer do you shine so bright
The sun frowns, the moon sighs, sad is the universe through my eyes
The minute FCG drops Calm Emotions, Ashton is pounding their fist into the wall. Everything else had been so murky, why was it your face that stood out? He had almost gotten over you, had almost forgotten the color of your eyes (or at least convinced himself to forget).
“Ashton?” They jerked their head to frown at FCG, who looked about as concerned as their robot body would allow.
“It’s fine.” He huffed. Imogen and FCG share a worried glance, but say nothing further. Ashton slams their fist into the wall one more time before stepping away. The wall is splintered and dark purple-red blood drips from his hand onto the floor.
“Who was that in the window?” Imogen asks. “Their face was the clearest, besides Milo, I mean.”
“They don’t matter.” The words taste bad in his mouth. Of course you mattered, but Ashton wasn’t going to admit that to them.
“Are you sure-“ Ashton cuts Imogen off with a sharp glare.
“They. Don’t. Matter.”
There's a void in my soul (and it leaves me feeling cold)
Will I ever find peace from it's tolls
Bassuras was a sprawling, messy city and Ashton would’ve been pleased to have never returned. As it was, they were here on a mission. Find Tresi and potentially some of the Nobodies (hopefully you).
Ashton does his best to lead the Bell’s Hells around the city, but keeping everyone in check was like corralling cats. Eventually they gave and just hung back, watching everyone’s backs. After maybe an hour or so, Orym swung around to his side and tugged on his hand. Ashton leaned down to the halfling.
“Someone’s been following us.” Orym says, giving a quick jerk of his head to indicate the direction. Ashton stands up straight again, stretching and looking around before letting his gaze go in the direction Orym indicated. He scanned the crowd and store fronts but didn’t see anything of note…until he saw the figure half-stood in an alley and their gaze locked with yours.
“Fucking hell.” Ashton growled, stalking off. Orym hurried to catch up but Ashton shot him a look and held their hand up in a silent ‘let me handle this’ signal. Orym stopped with a frown then rushed off, probably to let the others know.
Ashton turned back, half expecting you to have disappeared, but you were still there. You stared at him with wide eyes. As they neared, you stepped deeper into the alley and away from the crowd. The closer he got, the more Ashton let themself take inventory of your wellbeing. You seemed well enough, maybe a bit sun-burnt and not quite well fed. He stopped a few feet from you and just…stood there. Now that you were in front of him, Ashton didn’t know what to do.
“Ashton?” You said, breaking the silence. Your eyes scanned their face and you bit your lip. “I thought you were dead.”
“Well on my way there but didn’t quite make it, no thanks to you all.” He snapped and you flinched.
“They told me you were dead. Everything was foggy and I couldn’t remember…I just knew you fell.” You shook your head.
“Couldn’t be bothered to come check? Didn’t wonder where Milo ran off to either?” Ashton asked.
“I thought if I didn’t go looking for your grave, I’d be keeping you alive, somehow.” You laughed at yourself, holding back tears. “I was too afraid of what I’d find, or not find, I guess.”
Ashton paused, a bit taken aback. They’d assumed you’d given up on him but that wasn’t quite how it shook out, it would seem. He opened his mouth to speak when a voice rang out in his head.
“Ashton? Everything okay?” Imogen’s voice asked. A quick look out of the alley let him see the rest of his companions, loitering in the middle of the road. You followed his gaze but didn’t recognize any of them.
“Fuckin’ peachy.” He said, answering her. Ashton turned back to you with a glare. “Do you have a place? Somewhere we can talk alone?”
“I, uh, I still share a room with Sally.” You admit. Ashton grunted, displeased.
“I’m going back to our room. Don’t die or anything while I’m gone.” They said in their head and Imogen’s affirmation came a few seconds later. He waited until the Bell’s Hells had walked away before pulling you out of the alley and towards their rented rooms.
I am not in a dream (and there's no reason to scream)
And this is not the end, or so it seems
The minute you’re back in the rooms belonging to the Bell’s Hells you reach out, taking Ashton’s face into your hands. Ashton stiffens in your hold, lips slightly parting and eyes darting around your face as you pull them towards you. However, your eyes aren’t on his mouth, or even meeting his gaze; your eyes are locked onto the hole in his head. You trace your finger along one of the gold-sealed wounds that go down the side of their head, finally looking him in the eyes. You frown and rub your thumb under his eye, the milky-grey eye, on that same side.
“See something you like?” Ashton asked, arching an eyebrow at you. You release him, flushing, and playfully shove at him. Of course, they don’t budge.
“It’s beautiful.” You admit. At their bemused expression, you gesture to their head, then everything. “You’re beautiful.”
“Are we sure you’re not the one with a head wound?” Ashton countered, laughing a bit.
“Yeah, yeah.” You roll your eyes and there’s another short pause where you both just stare at each other before you fling your arms around his neck and pull them in for a hug.
“Oh, for fuck’s sake.” Ashton grumbles, but you smile to yourself as his arms settle around your waist. You press your face into his neck.
“I’m glad you’re okay.” You whisper. Ashton let out a big sigh but they leaned their head against yours and you could’ve sworn you felt them press a kiss onto your head.
“I’m glad I found you.”
You were like starlight, just like starshine
Casting down on me
When the light would go down and the darkness was found
