#Rama x Calytrix

[scribesofcalamity]

as a fellow Rama lover gimmie ❝  when your eyes are on me,  i feel like something worth seeing.  ❞ for Rama and Calytrix!! :D

Thank you for the prompt! Here's a mushy confession scene lol 💜

Rama fidgeted in his seat at the club. It has been several months since the commander had asked him to escort a Scribes guild member into Cantha, for “public relations’ work. “Take good care of her…also, she’s a bit famous, so be on guard.” He had not expected the lavender beauty that stepped through the asura gate and greeted him with a stunning smile. “You must be Rama! My name is Calytrix.”

Since then, he had been her escort and guard to various performances and events between his cases. She was wonderful at PR, and had certainly caught the heart of the Canthan Public. Many had approached and professed their love to the beautiful idol, which has given him a good chuckle at first. After a while however, he realized that he couldn’t pull his eyes away from her. Her laugh and smile made him feel giddy inside. Her requests for an escort put him in a wonderful mood and often times she had invited him just to keep her company for shopping ,or time spent one on one. He had to admit, he felt a bit special to her, and was slowly realizing that he felt more for the idol than he had originally thought.

A few days ago, however, he had walked into the apartment Calytrix had been renting for her time in Cantha, and was met by an obnoxiously giant bouquet of roses and posies, along with other smaller, but just as gaudy, gift boxes that lined the floor “Oh, Rama!” Eunome, the guild’s tailor, poked her head out the doorway to the hall. “I was just finishing up some measurements…what do you think of this? Some noble sent it. He’s been bombarding Calytrix with gifts and letters the past few days, we’ve been stuffing them into the corners at this point.” Rama grimaced, a nagging heat filling his chest as he glared at the scene. Sephtis popped past Eunome, carrying the asura’s tailor boxes. The grey sylvari smirked at Rama. “I think someone should step it into gear, before all these suitors wear her down.” Eunome coughed harshly at Sephtis’ words as she dragged her case towards the door, before suddenly stopping by Rama. “Just a small word of advice…she likes honeysuckle. And pearls.” ‘And lilies!” Sephtis called from outside. “Yes, those too!” The small asura then dodged out the front door, quickly closing it, and leaving Rama to process what they had just prompted him to do. Had it been so obvious all this time?

And so now, a week later, after much thought and inner turmoil over his fully realized feelings, Rama sat nervously in the club as Calytrix swayed upon the stage. Yao had helped him find a florist who could meet those arrangements, and now a small bouquet of honeysuckles and lilies delicately wrapped in a string of pearls sat on the seat next to him.

The music ended before he knew it, and Calytrix made her way off the stage to greet fans as Rama moved to wait by the door, clutching the flowers behind his back. She finally approached with a soft smile. “Thank you for waiting for me.” He nodded, and they moved outside into the night. He stopped as they were crossing a nearby bridge, the moon reflected onto the water as petals spiraled down from nearby trees. It was a beautiful and serene scene, but as Calytrix turned to question why he had stopped, he could not imagine anything more gorgeous than the sylvari who stood before him.

She tilted her head questioningly and moved back towards him. “Rama?” He gritted his teeth before speaking. “Calytrix,I…We’ve spent a lot of time together since you came here…whenever I see you, I feel like the stress of everything is just lifted off my shoulders. Your voice, your touch, they’re all incomparable gifts that I barely felt I have deserved. Before I realized it, you have become the most important person in my heart. I wanted to share that with you…and maybe share so much more together, if you’ll accept me...” He slowly held out the flowers, the moonlight glinting off the pearl strands as silence enveloped them.

Rama’s heart sank as Calytrix stared at the bouquet in his hands ,her eyes widening, as tears pricked at their edges. “What was I thinking? She must get this treatment from so many people, and is probably upset that I’ve turned out to be just like all the rest…” His hand dropped as he started to move the flowers away from her.

“I’m sorry Calytrix…I didn’t mean to make you uncomfortable. I know you’ve been dealing with that noble…I understand if you’d like to change your escort for your performances-“ Rama was beginning to panic.

“No, you don’t understand!” The words burst from Calytrix’s mouth, as she grabbed at the flowers, catching his hand with it. “I’m so happy..” Rama froze as Calytrix looked up into his face. ”I..I was soundless before! The guild helped me find my voice and my own sound. I’ve performed in front of so many, and met many who have professed their ‘love’ for me…But it’s not the same!” The sylvari songtress was blushing furiously, her glow bright across her cheeks. “There’s still so much I don’t know about the world, and myself… but the time we’ve spent together… when your eyes are on me, I feel like something worth seeing! No one has ever made me feel that way. I never imagined you’d really feel the same. Sharing my future with you…is the best dream I could be granted.”

A wave of relief washed over the both of them as Rama leaned down and pulled her in, and the pair shared their first kiss together on under a warm, summer moon.

[scribesofcalamity]

❝ just take my hand and close your eyes. pretend we’re anywhere else but here. ❞ for Rama x Calytrix!

It had been a long day for Rama. The paperwork kept piling up. The clients were demanding. Being a freelancer was stressful, and he was feeling the frustration. On the other hand, Calytrix had told him she would be waiting at his apartment when he got home. Something he could look forward too. The bad news was, he was already running late. The neon street lights were flickering on already as he rushed down the streets towards home.

Rama finally reached his apartment, where he found Calytrix dozing on the old couch. “I’m so sorry I’m late.” She shook her head. “It’s fine! I know how busy you’ve been. Come now, let’s get you comfortable.” After changing and sharing a small meal, Calytrix led Rama to the bed and arranged herself so that his head rested in her lap. “You look exhausted…you need to sleep.” He reached up a hand to touch hers. “No…we haven’t gotten to spend much time together this week…” Calytrix stroked his head gently as he gazed up at her. “Shhh my darling. Just take my hand and close your eyes. Pretend we’re anywhere else but here.” Calytrix softly crooned to him, as she began to hum. Rama could not fight off the wave of exhaustion and his eyelids drooped, cradled in the melodies of her voice.

When he opened them, he was sitting on the edge of a fishing dock. Rama blinked in confusion as he glanced around. He knew this dock. He had spent much of his childhood sitting on it with Min, growing up in Grub Lane. “Whatever is wrong my dear?” the voice startled Rama, and he turned to meet it. “Grandmother?” Her eyes crinkled as she smiled. “Hello Rama. You seem stressed. Come and tell me all about it.” Rama climbed to his feet, barely noticing he was no longer a grown man as he took his grandmothers hand and followed her back to their hut. He sat with her for what seemed like hours, as she regaled with him with the stories of the Kurzick zu Heltzers, and he vented about the stressful cases he had been handling. Finally, she stood up and have him a big hug. “It sounds like you have been working so hard. I couldn’t be prouder. Thank you for spending time with me, my dear boy.”

Rama’s eyes slowly cracked open as sunlight streamed through the cracks in his window. Calytrix was curled by his side, sound asleep. He could tell it was early, but he felt more rested and clearheaded than he had in weeks. He tucked her into the blankets as he got ready, still amazed at how refreshed he felt.

Gorrik had asked him to stop by the temporary guild headquarters in Arborstone that day. As he made his way into the grand cathedral, he was greeted by a small grey asura, with shimmering black hair. “Detective Rama! How are you?” “Hello Amalthea. I would say I’m doing quite well. I had an amazing sleep last night…and…a nice dream.” Amalthea smiled up at him. “Did Calytrix sing you to sleep?” he raised his eyebrows. “Uhm. Yes. She did.” The asura nodded in satisfaction. “Amazing, isn’t it? Sometimes, I get to see my brother. I have no idea how she does it, but it brings me so much peace. I always feel so renewed. Make sure to thank her later!”

Rama rubbed the back of his head in surprise as Amalthea waved and carried on her way. He certainly had picked a unique partner. But he had to admit, it had been wonderful to spend time with his grandmother again.

[scribesofcalamity]

what about 4, 5 and 14 for calytrix and rama? :>

Ahhh these were all so sweet 🥰

Which one is more protective? Who needs to be ‘protected’?

Rama is quite protective of Calytrix, and while Calytrix does her best to hold her own (and in social situations,she often has the upper hand), she is a performer, not a warrior. Everytime Rama protects her or stands up for her, she falls for him even more.

Describe their cozy night in.

A Warm fire, A delicious dinner they made together,and Romantic and relaxing music playing. They talk, maybe dance together a bit, and stay cozied up the entire night.

Do they always say 'i love you' before leaving?

Everytime. If they somehow miss eachothers departures, a com call is always made. It was a bit embarrassing the first time they accidentally used the guilds main line, but now they're quite shameless of being mushy on-air.