Headcanons of how would Scanlan, Percy, and Vax react to their crush accidentally confessing to them?
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warnings: canon typical drinking in scanlan's, death in vax's. happy ending tho.
Scanlan
Gods, he adores performing in front of you. He’s always got your full attention, even if some of VM orders food and drinks or start a drinking competition. He’s always got your full attention.
He’ll spend quite some time on daily travels singing softly or spinning glorious stories for your entertainment, and you always will walk or sit besides him and smile.
He’s always glad to have you at his side to back up his grandiose, obviously fake, stories at taverns or even in front of VM – who know you’re both lying but shrug it off.
When you all end up at a tavern, you expect it to be the same sort of night. Scanlan preforms, Grog and Vax have a drinking contest, Vex tending to Kiki when she drinks too much and vomits.
You’d gladly have just watched Scanlan perform, but it’s offputting to watch him flirt with the bartender with, basically, her whole tits out.
You’ve seen it before, but something about that night got to you worse. So, like any sane member of VM, you join in the drinking contest.
You’re drunk by your third ale. Vax is drunk by his sixth. Grog doesn’t get drunk. Pike joins and is drunk by her fifth, Kiki by her first, and like Grog, Vex doesn’t get drunk.
She busies herself dragging Vax, Kiki, and Pike to bed while Scanlan tries to help you.
“You know something…?” You mumble, smiling.
“I know many things. Such as… You need to get some rest.” He helps you stand and grins at you.
“Noooo… I mean… You know…? I…?” You’re half way up the stairs to the rooms and you fall down, grinning at him.
“You need to get to your rooommmmm.”
“I loveeee youuuuu.”
He blinks. He’s pretty taken aback to be honest. Sure, he’s been crushing on you and you’re sweet on him all the time but? You share his feelings? Or are you just drunk?
“That’s the alcohol talking. Come on.”
He’ll spend the night in the room taking care of you, pondering your words and worrying about the truth. When you wake in the morning, he makes sure you don’t vomit on yourself.
He doesn’t ask you about last night. You don’t take much time before you ask “so… finally? You finally got me in bed? …Took you long enough.”
“Nah, you just got drunk off your ass. But good to know you’re as horny for me as I am for you.”
Percy
When he became interested in creating things such as his pepperbox and bad news, it was from a place of hate and vengeance.
But beyond using the weapons for that and to protect VM, his family, he doesn’t enjoy such creations.
So, he works with other stuff. He makes little clockwork contraptions which he usually presents to children that VM help. Once, specifically, he created a clockwork bird that sang for a mother and her five year old.
And, despite the fact that most of VM didn’t get how his contraptions worked, he absolutely adored showing how he made them.
To you, and the rest of VM, it was just a tangling of gears that made no sense.
With that said, you loved to watch him work. He got so into the zone, his eyes focused and bright.
He’d explain everything to you, even if it made no sense to you.
“You see, this sets off the chain reaction that ignites the spark. As long as there is nothing flammable about, there’s nothing dangerous. Not like my guns… It just looks like the little dragon is breathing fire.”
“Percy… That’s amazing. Gods, I love you.”
He doesn’t notice for a moment – he just keeps working on the little dragon and talking about how it works, the end goal, the fact that he hopes there’s a kid out there who will like it.
Then… He stops. He folds his hands. He looks up at you.
“What… Did you say?”
Whether or not you begin with an excuse or an admittance of your feelings, he doesn’t give you much time.
He puts his hand on yours and, careful not to overstep boundaries, asks “may I kiss you?”
And gods know you say yes.
Vax’ildan
Vax’ildan is used to loss. He hates it, but he is.
He lost his mother first. She died when a dragon attacked their town.
He never had his father. Fuck him.
Then he feels he lost Vex for a while; she tried to do anything to gain their father’s approval while he was glad to ignore him.
Then he had someone for a little while – Cyriel – but he lost her when he and Vex fled.
He’s used to the idea that soon enough, he’ll lose again. He’ll lose his sister, or VM, or whatever.
He never really expected they’d lose him.
Percival got possessed. Sure, he had been by Orthrax, but this was different. Worse.
Percy’s deadly in combat. VM knows that. Vax knows that. It’s why he took a bullet for you.
He collapsed, gasping for air as you knelt, calling for Pike or Keyleth for help.
The battle went on around you. More gunshots and more yelling.
Despite the blood pooling around him, Vax smiles, that dumbass has the audacity to smile. He’s dying in your arms and he smiles.
Because, hey, if he’s gonna die, he’d like for his crush to be the last thing he sees.
And you plead with him, beg him, just to hang on just a little longer, because Pike is almost here and “Vax, please, you can’t die, please. You can’t. No, Vax, please. Please! I love you!”
And that dumb bitch still smiles up at you. He’s bleeding out in your lap and he keeps smiling.
He doesn’t think Pike or Keyleth will get there in time, honestly.
He just smiles, beams, and says “I know, peach.” And he knows, he knows he’s dying and he figures he’s not coming back, so it’s “I… love you… but… shit time to admit it, hm?”
He’s barely awake now, his eyes hazy but still smiling.
A few moments later, Pike practically trips over him as she bolts closer. “Shit! Shit! Hold on, hold on!”
You sit besides them, holding Vax’s head in your arms as Pike shuts her eyes and prays again and again to the Everlight, to Sarenrae, to save one of her best friends.
VM gathers, worried and sobbing.
It’s a matter of time before he’s back, grinning up and promising VM “can’t get rid of me that easy.”
It’s a little while before you get alone time, but he takes it when he can. He grabs you, and he dips you dramatically, and he kisses you.
“Promise. Can’t get rid of me that easy.”















