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This is part of a story I'm making, but it will never become a fic because I don't write. The story is about when Legend first found out that Hyrule was his successor and he didn't like it.

i had a dream recently that wild used the four sword and its magic split him into his past, present and future selves 🤔 so ofc i had to draw this concept

Linktober Day 4: Night/Dark

tp link i love you. the ordon outfit is just... chefs kiss.

About how wild knew Wolfie's identity

The consequences of being too honest

Shoutout to Linked Universe for bringing back my Skyward Sword obsession

Dark Xavier Emerges.

MDNI, 🔞 18+ explicit nsfw content ahead. MDNI 🔞

Tags:

Light Fear play

Instant regret

Breeding kink (with no consequences)

General Yandere behavior

Light sadism

Aftercare

Hand necklace

You’re a ragdoll.

Xavier x fem reader

Play this to hear what music I listened to while writing this. Really put me in the writing mood.⤵️

Writer note: I haven’t written any fanfic in forever so please bear with me if the story feels weird. I tried y’all😭. I’ll probably do some art soon for this and put it up on a Patreon I’ll create soon where I can comfortably post more explicit art. Please feel free to share your thoughts IF you’re 18+ on this.

“How much did you buy?” Xavier demands in shock and annoyance, his sapphire eyes slowly narrowing to slits.

Amused and intrigued by this side of Xavier you’ve only managed to see once in a while, you smile inside secretly. Your plan to see how much of his dark side you could provoke to come out was slowly working. Yes you knew it was toxic and manipulative on your end to stoke his ire but Gods did it get you hot and bothered when the light in his eyes dimmed and his voice grew firm, husky, Dangerous. You wanted to know what that was like when he focused that dark side of his, in bed, on YOU.

You playfully shove at his unyielding hard chest caging you in on the single sofa he had moments ago cornered you to.

“Move! We can’t keep the delivery guy waiting” you whine with a soft laugh, your eyes soaking in his annoyed but still so handsome face.

“Nope” came the firm reply and an even firmer hand sliding up yours on his chest to grip and slowly bring it back down between the two of you.

“ I won’t let you go, until I hear the answer I want” the cold firm tone was said in a deep husky voice. The usually soft innocent expression of his was now gone and replaced with a cool almost predatory one. His already dark sapphire eyes almost black and now hooded, soft locks of his greyish hair falling into them.

Fuck… you thought eagerly. Here he was, Dark Xavier, this side of him you affectionately nicknamed.

You could feel your lower belly clench in pleasure, your pussy was damn near throbbing already.

A loud pounding at the door causes both of you to jump, Xavier startles and glances over at the door with a fierce scowl. He was distracted enough that you managed to wrench your hand out of his now loose grip and push him softly but quickly out of the way as you made a hasty escape from his cage and towards the door.

“Cominggg! Hold on I’m coming sir!”

If you had glanced behind you, you would have noticed Xavier’s lips raise in an unnatural smile as he watched your enthusiastic figure race to the door. coming? calling another man sir and yelling about coming? he thought, his mind warping your words, you wouldn’t be doing that this evening unless you BEGGED and gave him the exact answer he needed to hear.

After getting your package of more Lumiere merchandise and food ordered, your next plan was getting Xavier’s reluctant help in setting up the Lumiere toys and cardboard cutout in your room, you positioned the cutout directly by your bed earning yourself and the innnocent cutout a heavy dark stare.

Uh ohhhhh, you thought with an inner snicker. He was slowly losing it, you could feel the heavy aura in the bedroom. Now was the time to coax him to bed and show your “appreciation” for his help these past few days. Truthfully your injuries had healed well and you would’ve gone back to work but Xavier definitely wouldn’t have approved. Plus he seemed to really enjoy personally taking care of you.

You slowly strip out of the pajama bottoms and flannel top you had on, revealing the cute red lacy underwear set you had bought just for tonight.

Unfortunately the lacy panty was half drenched with your arousal but the sharp intake of breath you heard from Xavier seated on your bed made it worth keeping it on. You could feel that possessive almost hungry stare slowly sliding up your body and back down leaving you jittery and achy with anticipation.

To add more fuel to the fire you had cultivated all these few days, you pick up the handsome Lumiere ball joint doll you had managed to snag online before it sold out from your vanity and give it a quick sweet kiss on its resin cheek. “Goodnight my handsome Lumiere” you coo at it.

A sudden low snarl from the bed almost makes you drop the doll to the hardwood floor in shock, you whip your head so fast to catch Xavier’s angered face you almost give yourself a crick in the neck. You slowly place the ball joint doll back on your vanity.

Now your heart is pounding because Xavier’s off the bed now, slowly walking towards you. His expression twisted into a faint calm smile but the energy he’s giving off is anything but calm.

“X-Xavier?” You half ask half whisper. Taking an involuntary step away from his slowly advancing figure. All of a sudden the room feels too small and not enough room to escape.

Xavier lets out a soft flat chuckle, he watches you with those deep unwavering sapphire eyes of his but…his smile feels wrong, almost mocking and…cruel.

“Ahh so you do remember my name after all, Star” the deep flat voice sends alarming goosebumps down your skin. You’re caught off guard by the sudden temperature drop in the room and the sudden feeling of intimidation. You shuffle back another step almost reaching your bathroom door, your heart is racing, you feel that confusing mixture of sudden fear but titillation dampening your lacy panty. Your legs are shaking as you stare at that predatory animal gait still approaching you.

This was what you wanted but maybe just maybe, you had pushed him too far? You’re all of a sudden not sure how far Xavier might go with you tonight.

“Star? Why are you backing away from me?” Xavier asks softly with faint audible amusement, his expression still the flat calm.

Heart thudding out of your chest, you immediately turn to the bathroom door intending to dart inside and slam it shut to at least get a few seconds to shake off the chill you’re feeling and calm down.

A large palm shoots out right past your ear and slams the door you just managed to open, violently shut.

Legs almost giving out beneath you, you shakily turn and find yourself staring up at the dark blown out pupils staring blankly down at you.

“X-Xavier plea-“

All of a sudden you’re picked up and thrown over his shoulder, your world is upside down, head facing down at his bottom and legs while your ass is up in the air. Did he just? Manhandle you?!

As if he heard your stunned inner dialogue, A hard sting on your almost bare ass sends a shocking burn that wrings a startled squeal out of you.

XAVIER?!

Just

SPANKED ME?!

you’re too speechless to even try and protest before you find yourself sailing through to the bed and damn near bouncing off of it. But he’s there, palm pushing you back down hard.

You stare up at him, mouth dropped open in a breathless wheeze of near terror. Somehow your confused horny pussy thinks it’s go time and throbs with a need to be filled by this unhinged man giving you the same amused twisted smile.

Without hesitation a large hand sensually wraps around your throat and drags you up firmly to demanding lips.

Xavier’s kiss is domineering, possessive and utterly overwhelming. His soft lips draw out moans from you quickly enough but before you can actually start reciprocating, he sinks his teeth to your bottom lips causing you to draw back with a sudden wince. You’re wide eyed, disbelief written plainly on your face. Gentle soft Xavier has definitely left the building. In front of you is exactly the man you were hoping for.

“Since my little Star thinks I’m harsh and cruel” Xavier’s other free hand strokes down from your heaving chest, stopping briefly to squeeze dark hard nipples, this illicits a slightly pained but aroused whimper out of your lips. He answers that with a groan of pleasure, hooded sapphire eyes soaking up your half scared half aroused expression.

“I do love that look on your face Star, but I want you needy and whimpering on my dick, mind blank while I breed you in front of HIM” Xavier directs his cruel gaze at the cutout Lumiere board by the bed, beautiful face twisting again.

“let’s see if Lumiere can save you then? Hmm?” He looks back down at you, beneath long pale lashes the cruel gaze softens to something eager but perverse.

“Wait, Xavier, surely you know Lumiere-“ you can barely finish your sentence before he pulls you like a ragdoll and positions you on your stomach. While you don’t hate this, your heart is still thudding in your chest at how quickly “Dark Xavier” showed up and how intense this actually was. Much more intense than you imagined in fact. You didn’t know Xavier actually had it in him to be rough like this and actually have a breeding kink to boot or even say dirty stuff in bed so effortlessly?!

" My sweet little star, you shouldn't have said that name again" he slides both hands up your back and down, hands squeezing your plump ass and massaging deeply, causing you to moan helplessly.

"I was going to show some mercy tonight and let you come after all but now-" a hard smack lands on your left butt cheek causing you to jump and attempt to wriggle away but his firm hands holds you down and steady. He rubs over the stinging ass cheek soothingly, a whisper of Soft Xavier appearing again. 

You could swear there's a sweet smile on his lips as he says "but now I have to keep being harsh and cruel"

Xavier positioned you directly in front of the Lumiere cutout board, it seems very intentionally.

So this would be a ravaging, claiming in front of his alter ego Lumiere. Still moving you around like a ragdoll, both hands on your hips pull your ass up so you're in a collapsed doggy position. You tense as his hands slide down from your ass to your soaked lacy panty.

Another sharp intake of breath from him as his fingers slip past the fabric and press right against your swollen clit. "Ohhhh you're sopping wet princess" his voice is back to a low breathy moan. 

"So you do like me being harsh and cruel after all? Hmm?" Firm fingers rub your clit slowly, causing you to whimper and moan into the pillow. A finger slides lower, slipping into your pussy easily, another finger joins in, then another, all knuckles deep as he massages the spot he recently discovered drove you wild since you two started sleeping together two weeks ago.

You try to hide your moans as your mouth falls open and you rock back against the thick digits fucking you.

Gods Xavier knew just how to finger you and have your mind grow fuzzy. You feel that rush of an orgasm approaching and fuck you're almost there. You rock back against his scissoring fingers harder, panting, limbs trembling, eyes squeezing shut as you cream all over his hand. "Almost there", you choke out through gritted teeth.

"Oh? did I say you could cum Star?" Xavier's cold harsh voice by your ear and his swift withdrawal of his perfect fingers splashes cold water over the impending bliss.

"N-no p-please I was almost there!"  you cry out in dazed confusion. Your pussy clenches on air, you're left trembling and suddenly anger rushes through you, fogging your brain, causing your mouth to say the worst thing ever. You sit up on your knees and glare frostily at the still gently smiling Xavier next to you on the bed.

" Lumiere would've let me come" you snark,  victoriously waiting to see the anger on his face.

The room suddenly grows heavy in pressure and drops in temperature again. The still gentle smile is there on Xavier's soft lips, but it feels...condescending now.

"Lumiere... would make you cum? Is that so Princess?" Xavier asks gently in that low sensual voice of his, one eyebrow arched in mock surprise, a little chuckle follows the question.

You stare up at his sharp sapphire eyes and you feel that you made a deep mistake. Xavier's PISSED. Damn it! You curse your sharp reckless mouth and shuffle away from him in bed, attempting yet again to escape the consequences of your action.

You barely make it across the bed before Xavier has you pinned down beneath him swiftly, his firm hands clamping yours down over your head, you struggle beneath him, heart racing, attempting to buck him off of you, but he's immovable, straddling you. He'd always been very strong for someone that didn't have bulging muscles and didn't seem fond of working out. 

You feel that difference in physical strength now and while its overwhelming, you find that this...is actually turning you on.

Then you feel it, the heavy bulge through his thin grey sweatpants pressing against your groin, Xavier is raging hard and excited, there's a feverish look in his dark eyes now. His smile is smug, satisfied. "You're not going anywhere Star" he leans down over you to whisper, warm lips brushing over the shell of your ear, the soft warm tip of his tongue trails up your ear and you whimper because that's one of your weak spots, your ears are particularly sensitive.

"W-wait Xavier, I'm sorry I shouldn't have said that!, I’m so sorry!" You moan out, attempting to move your overstimulated ear away from his sensual touch. But he's relentless, applying the right amount of lips and tongue and now teeth as he bites your ear lobe.

You cry out, racked by a tingly orgasm that takes you suddenly. It's almost embarrassing that you're coming just from this alone.

Xavier pulls away with a smirk to admire his handiwork, eyes drinking in your shivering panting form beneath him.

"Yeah, you shouldn't have, but you did" he let's go of one of your wrists to slide his hand down to your breasts that have fallen out of the flimsy lace bra that covered it moments ago.

He tugs on your tits, twisting one nipple gently and another harshly, wringing out pleading whimpers from your lips.

He lets go and reaches down to pull out his hard throbbing dick free from its confines. The head is a ruddy broad mushroom tip slick and drooling with precum, surprisingly thick and long for someone that doesn't look like he should have such a thing attached to him. 

You stare up at his lovely face tinged with red, greyish hair hanging over eyes hooded with deep arousal and his pink lips parted as he strokes his fat dick over you. The sound of his hand stroking that beautiful cock has you squirming underneath him, Gods you want it stretching your wet little pussy so bad right now.

"Xavier please, please fuck me" you beg shamelessly, eyes glued to his hand wrapped around that fat weeping dick. He let's go of your other wrist to slide the sopping wet lace panty to the side, adjusting his position so the head of his dick slides up through your folds to your throbbing clit, he teases you like this while you whine and attempt to move your hips so he can slip inside. He glares at you narrowing his eyes in disapproval.

A hard hand wraps around your throat again, not hard enough to stop you breathing but enough to warn you he needs you to behave.

"You'll take whatever I give you right Star?" He asks with that twisted cruel smile back on his innocent face. 

You nod desperately, at this point you'd agree to anything so long as you got his dick in you.

"There's a good girl, remember you said yes, Star" 

Without hesitation he spears through your little wet hole with his dick and you both groan at the sensation. You almost arch off the bed as you gasp for air at the sudden fullness. His dick is almost too much, too full and too deep already.

Xavier lets out a deep shuddering breath, his eyes are feverish and there's an unstable look to it now.

"Since you want to cum so badly, I'll fulfill your wishes" he murmurs almost to himself, he draws out his dick through your tight grip and snaps his hip forward harshly, jolting you up the bed, you shriek as he finds that pleasurable spot inside you and presses in on it relentlessly.

The sound of flesh against flesh and hard panting fills the room. Your eyes glaze over as Xavier fucks you damn near through the bed. You feel an orgasm fast approaching and you start begging "please let me come Xavierrr please please!" 

He lets out a hard short laugh, his hooded eyes glued to his cock plunging in and out of your tight wet pussy that won't let him go, his hand not wrapped around your throat whips out a vibrating bullet from Gods only knew where, pressing it against your slick swollen clit. There’s almost a sadistic light in his eyes now as he turns up the power. 

a hard shudder runs through you as you try to squirm away not expecting that kind of stimulation, but he's already on you, holding you down with his body, the bright light in his eyes feverish as he watches you break down into a screaming overstimulated mess on his thick ravaging dick.

"Can Lumiere fuck you into this brainless mess Princess?" He whispers over you, gaze now hard and heavy on your slack face.

You're shaking as another orgasm accompanies the first one.

A soft slap on your clit sends you over the edge to something so intense you actually...Squirt. The orgasm is white and blinding, you don't realize you're screaming until a hand is clamped over your mouth hard. 

" I don't want to hear you scream 'Gods' unless it's my name instead" Xavier sneers down at your face. He is relentless, still fucking you through this orgasm, setting an almost punishing pace, hitting your sweet spot repeatedly as you weakly attempt to buck him off of you. You didn’t know having an orgasm could be so unbearable. You crave it and fear it at the same time. Was this really Xavier dominating you so thoroughly?

"Fuck, your pussy is so greedy, Star, it doesn't want to let go, do you love my dick that much princess?" A ragged gasp greets your ears.

You can barely form a thought in your head, you feel like you’re floating out of your body, your mind is full of static and fuzzy. Xavier let's out another amused scoff down over you before shifting you closer to the Lumiere cutout board again.

This time he pulls up your legs, pressing it to your chest arranging you in an instense position that has his dick impossibly deeper. You faintly realize it's a mating press and a deep shiver runs through you. He was really planning on taking you like this, in front of his alter ego?! Dominating you completely like this?

"My little Star just tightened up? You really want me breeding you in front of your precious Lumiere?" Another condescending chuckle greets your ears.

His face is now closer to yours, his hand moves from your neck to your jaw. 

"Open up your mouth and stick out your tongue princess, let's french kiss" he whispers, a command he expects you to follow while gazing down at you as his dick starts slowly pounding through your slick achy little pussy.

This position has you breathless and mind still fuzzy. You can only mindlessly obey him, sticking out your tongue as he leans over to suck it into his hot mouth, kissing you hungrily almost sucking up all the air in your lungs.

Xavier’s dick picks up speed, fucking into you animalistically, without mercy.

He pants, pulling away to bite the side of your neck, it’s sends a pleasurable shiver through you.

" Fuck I want to fill you up with my cum Star, gonna give you a creampie" he grunts, breathing harsher as he nears his own orgasm. Sapphire eyes screwed shut.

Your pussy grips him hard, a tight wet muscle massaging his dick mindlessly ravaging you almost instinctually. 

"Your greedy pussy loves me doesn't it? You're trying to milk me already princess, such a sweet girl,"

You're creaming on his cock and start trying to squirm away, you feel another orgasm coming, this one threatens to cause a black out and you're instinctively terrified. 

"Please I can't take it, it's too much" you blubber out shaking underneath him.

" You can take it Star and you will, relax I'll get you through it, just be good and take all I give you, there’s a good girl. Just like that" Xavier grunts out, hips still pistoning faster. Dick pounding into your cunt.

" Now tell me who do you prefer? Me or Lumiere? Who's breeding this perfect -grunt- pussy right now?" 

You're shaking underneath him, weak, barely able to hang on as Xavier takes you hard, deep and rough in the mating press, his determination to own you almost terrifying.

"Answer me or you won't come for a long time Star" the steel is back in his voice again, hand back on your throat, not too hard but a domineering pressure and presence.

"Y-you Xavierrr, YOUU!!" you scream out and the orgasm hits the both of you at the same time.

You black out momentarily like you knew you would, head blank.

An animal like growl comes through Xavier as his dick shoots out ropes and ropes of his thick creamy cum deep into your womb. Your slut pussy mindlessly milks his still hard cock for more.

"Hahhh fucckkk good girl, your pussy is still gulping down my cum, my sweet Star is so perfect, you want more cum don't you princess?”, Xavier whispers into your ear, tongue licking away the salty tears slipping down your cheeks.

Your dazed fucked out face is still so arousing to Xavier and his dick refuses to go down. So he moves your limp body, belly down and mounts you, dick back in you, plugging up the cum that still seeps out anyway. It's another mating press. He really doesn't plan on showing you any mercy tonight.

You slowly come to with Xavier moaning and murmuring sweet words into your ears, dick still buried in your cunt. He's moving slowly now, deep slow fucking that has your breath quickening as Xavier uses your pussy without any signs of stopping, fucking you senseless.

" My sweet little Star feels too good, your pussy is so honest, it wants more doesn't it? You want my cum don't you princess? I'll fill you up soon enough,the only man allowed in here is me. That grip, such a greedy little hole, Star, just for me isn't it?" He pants, eyes glazed over as he ruts into you.

He picks up speed, hand now gripping your hair, pulling your head up off the pillow.

"Answer me, Just. For. Me. Isn't it?" Each word followed by a deep pounding that has you trying to run from his dick. You feel too good, too overstimulated, you don't think you can take another orgasm, it might just kill you.

"Yes Xavier, YES!!" You sob out, clawing at the rumpled bedsheets desperately. "Please I can't take another orgasm! Please no more, I can't do it!" You plead for mercy, tears in your eyes as you look back at Xavier pitifully, whimpering. 

Something in him snaps some more, that brainless/fucked out look on your face, the whimpering, the tears and the begging as if he's your whole world tips him to a sudden orgasm that has him rutting his dick in you harder like an animal, he cums so hard it's almost painful for him. 

The thick ropes of cum is milked out of him as you tighten your inner muscles causing him to double over and roar his release.

He collapses over you, a panting satisfied mess. Trying his best not to suffocate you, he rolls over to his side pulling you into his chest and cuddles you, soothing you, stroking a soft comforting hand down your soft silky skin. He showers you with soft placating kisses. It seems he accomplished his goal of teaching you a lesson.

You feel Xavier get up to go to the bathroom but you don't move your head to check, you're so exhausted you start sinking into deep sleep.

Xavier comes back with a warm damp washcloth and cleans you up, cuddles you again and rubs your back, whispering sweet praises into your neck. His hard glare at the Lumiere cutout board almost burns a hole through it in the dark bedroom.

You wake up mid afternoon to find Xavier staring at you with a loving look in his now actually calm soft sapphire eyes, he's sitting by the love seat sofa by your bed, flipping through a book he had been reading this past week.

You almost feel like everything that happened last night was a dream, but your achy body tells you it definitely wasn't, you might not be able to walk straight anytime soon it seems.

"You're up Star, umm I got some takeout I can warm up for you" Xavier gets up and approaches you, sitting on the bed and pulling off your head scarf he seemed to have put on you when you fell asleep, he caresses your soft cheek lovingly . Soft sweet Xavier is back, his voice is back to being lighter and carefree, eyes drinking you in possessively and sweetly.

“Ummm, did I scare you last night? Was I too rough on you?” Xavier worriedly asks, scratching at the back of his neck, smile sheepish.

“N-no. I actually enjoyed that Xavier, truly. I just didn’t think you’d be so…kinky” you mutter, feeling your face grow hot at his knowing smile. You look away, glad he can’t see your blush so easily. But your cute physical reactions are telling. He leans over to capture your face and kiss your cheeks and throat sweetly. “you’re so cute my star” he murmurs into your skin.

You sigh and collapse back against the pillow, you’re hungry as hell and still tired, you're gonna be in bed for a bit longer. You remind yourself that maybe trying to bring out Dark Xavier often isn't a good idea, maybe once in a while, last night was hot as hell, you've never cum so hard in your life and been scared to orgasm again. It’s just…you have a feeling you’d probably be orgasmed to near death if you kept provoking that side of him again too soon.

"I love you Xavier" you say smiling sweetly at him. You mean it and you want to reassure him he’s the only man for you.

His already sweet puppy like eyes soften impossibly, "I love you too Star" 

"You really are the most jealous man I know Xavier," you muse with a faint giggle.

Almost immediately something dark passes through Xavier's sweet eyes.

Uh Ohhhh…

"You...know other men?" He inquires, voice tense and now low but he still maintains his smile.

You roll your eyes up at the ceiling and sigh. Gods help you.

End.

Writer note: Welp here was the brainrot in my head for Dark Xavier. I’m still figuring out how to write this ml X You content. I don’t know if I’ll do these kind of writing again or stick to using my specific MC.

Thomasin looks at her phone – the reason for all this insanity. Her life changed when, while playing her beloved game, a message popped up on her screen, asking her if she wanted to become Stellaluna for real. She didn’t think much of it when she pressed “yes”, thinking it was just some pop-up ad for another game or a publicity stunt. 

Spoiler alert – it was definitely not a pop-up ad or a publicity stunt.

Her life changed the day when she came face to face with one of the monsters in her games - along with Xavier, who valiantly engaged with the horrific beast. Though he was a fine warrior, it was clear that he could not subdue the beast on his own.

That's where she came in.

Using her lunar charm, she turned into Stellaluna, her character from the game and his fated partner. Together, they fight against the mythical monsters, known as Wanderers, to keep Linkon City safe from harm.

Art of Lumiere by the talented Kirakanjo! (18+, Minors DNI)

"I'm apparently harsh and cruel?"

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Day 1 - Mirror

It’s that time of the year! And for this one it’s, predictably, Twilight Princess </3 I hope to keep up, but I will hang behind and finish if I have to hehe

The LADS Lads™ if they suddenly turned into animals:

Zayne turns into a tuxedo cat while he's typing away at his computer. He notices because suddenly he's sitting at his desk and pawing at the keyboard.

He goes "Mrawh!?" and tries to call you to come help, but he can't unlock his phone without his fingerprint. Luckily, you had an appointment a bit later in the day, so when you arrive, he starts bapping his Identification Card and meowing at you.

At first you don't know what's going on, obviously, why there's a cat in Zayne's office and not him, but you move closer and pick it up in your arms, and you recognize his eye color.

"Zayne?" You ask. He meows in response. He seems comfy in your arms though, purring away. You take him home for the day and make excuses to his coworkers.

He cozies up to you on the couch, loafing on your lap and closing his eyes in relaxation. Maybe he should turn into a cat more often, he thinks.

Rafayel turns into a mermaid betta while he's on a videocall with you. Just- Poof, fish. He flops out of view and into the cup of water he had near him.

You rush to his house, and in the time you take to arrive, he blows a few bubbles and shakes his fins, clearly upset by this whole situation. He attempts to jump over to Reddie's tank, but he ends up on the floor.

Thankfully you arrive just then, and toss him into the tank with a relieved sigh. He bumps against the glass as if saying "What took you so long?" and turns his back on you. You reach into the tank and caress his tail, "I came as fast as I could, I swear!".

Eventually he warms up to your touch and swims between your fingers, in acceptance of your words. Still, you better get ready to spend the rest of the day with him since he "might get turned into a fish again, and you wouldn't want to leave me by myself, riiight?"

Xavier turns into a mini lop rabbit in the middle of a mission. He's forced to flee combat, hopping away to the location your mission takes place in.

By the time he arrives, he might have taken a little nap under a bush since the run was so exhausting, but that's irrelevant, he has to find a way to let you know he's him.

You crouch to pet the cute bunny but stop short of it when he jumps to hit your Hunter’s Watch, somehow knowing how to call Xavier. The call doesn't go through, and the rabbit thumps the ground, then cleans his face. As strange as it seems, the situation dawns upon you.

He stands on his hind legs, waiting for you to pick him up. You do. On the way back home, he falls asleep again on your arms, ears tucked in. Why weren't you both born rabbits, he wonders.

Sylus turns into a vampire bat while showing off his 'singing skills' to Luke and Kieran. "Wait, boss, you sound better now." They say before they realize what has happened.

He flaps his wings in annoyance and perches himself next to Mephisto, who is very confused and keeps tilting his head to study the new flying friend.

The twins, slightly panicked, call you and tell you to come over. Obviously you don't know how to fix it, but it's a funny situation and you weren't going to miss it.

When you arrive, the bat flies over to you and starts making chittering sounds. It seems like Sylus isn't going to miss this opportunity to show you his singing skills too now that he supposedly sounds ‘even better’.

He doesn't usually act this cute, so you shut up and happily pet his fuzzy head. Good luck when he turns back.

Caleb turns into a bernese mountain dog as he’s cooking dinner. You're waiting in the living room, scrolling through Tumblr, when there's a crash at the kitchen.

He greets you with a joyful bark, wagging his tail at maximum speed. It seems like he was carrying the sauce from one place to another, and he got turned in the middle of the action, covering him in sauce. He starts licking himself but you stop him.

“Let's give you a bath.” You laugh, cleaning the floor. He doesn't seem to mind, he’s just happy to be there with you. You pet a clean part of his fur and he gives you what looks like a smile.

After the bath he shakes himself dry, splashing water all over you. He barks as if laughing. You consider feeding him actual dog food when he turns back in retaliation.

A/N: You might ask yourself, Irene, why did you transform Sylus into a bat instead of a crow? Well, I felt like it was too easy and too repetitive since Mephi is already a crow, and I feel like a bat represents him well too! Also, I really said “immersion” with that ‘scrolling through Tumblr’ bit, huh. LMAO. Why do I love changing LaDS characters into different versions of themselves is something that no one knows. Btw that Xavier part was completely inspired by Roxie (unbeknownst to her) so you can thank her.

- dividers by @/jiyascepter , @/kaitsawamura , @/saradika , @/drifting-moon , and last one made by me <3

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pain sharing curse au feat wolfie :)

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I hc that every time he transforms into wolfie he feels the same pain he felt during that one cutscene in twilight princess when he first transforms, but he’s so used to it and also he’s built his pain tolerance a lot because of it, that he doesn’t mind it anymore

anyway, wolfie is banned

also I know four shrinks and splits in canon but like, he doesn’t look to be in pain during it… TIME THOUGH…TIME RELATES

pain sharing curse au feat wolfie :)

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I hc that every time he transforms into wolfie he feels the same pain he felt during that one cutscene in twilight princess when he first transforms, but he’s so used to it and also he’s built his pain tolerance a lot because of it, that he doesn’t mind it anymore

anyway, wolfie is banned

also I know four shrinks and splits in canon but like, he doesn’t look to be in pain during it… TIME THOUGH…TIME RELATES

funny caption here

(A)PHRODISIAC - XAVIER SHEN

when you and xavier are assigned to supervise the newest generation of deepspace hunters' first mission, everything seems to be going smoothly. that is until the two of you come across a plant that admits fumes that are laced with an aphrodisiac. will he be able to contain himself in front of everyone, or will he tug you away and take you right in the grass? cw: aphrodisiac, semi-public sex, overstim, lots of fluids, implied squirting

-> kinktober masterlist

jenna had informed you and xavier very last minute that the two of you would be supervising the newest generation of deepspace hunters' first mission. the anxiety of teaching for the first time pools in your stomach. sensing your anxiety, xavier is the one who mostly takes the initiative to guide the younger hunters.

as you and your group traverse through the forest, you stumble on a few tree roots, far too cooped up in your mind. xavier's fingers wrap around your bicep, tugging you backwards. his eyes are sharp, gazing into yours with concern. you awkwardly chuckle and smile at him. silently, he pats you on the shoulder, making sure to walk behind you.

you thought you could keep it together-- the fear of embarrassing yourself, seeming incompetent in front of the younger generation terrifies you. sure, it's irrational, but you don't want to embarrass xavier either.

as luck would have it, you managed to tumble forward while xavier was distracted answering a question from one of the other hunters. this time however, you manage to stumble into a bush filled with these purple, lily-shaped flowers, a soft purple cloud manages to hover over you. xavier rushes to your side, his fingers being laced with this strange purple powder.

the slickly sweet purple powder crashes into your system like a wave, sending a dizzying rush through your body. your vision blurs momentarily, then sharpens, colors swirling around you in vibrant hues. this warmth spreads from your core, wrapping you in a cocoon of heat, dissolving the tension in your muscles.

xavier’s worried expression transforms as he sees the haze in your eyes. “hey, are you alright?” his voice echoes like a distant melody, rich and soothing.

the world spins around you, colors and shapes melding together in a dizzying blur. your teammates’ voices fade into a muffled hum, their worried expressions flickering in and out of focus. they glance at their squad leaders, concern painted across their faces, but their eyes keep darting back to xavier.

he stands firm, unwavering, his gaze locked onto you with an intensity that drowns out the chaos. you can feel the warmth radiating from him, a lifeline amidst the confusion. the fear in the air is palpable, but his presence grounds you, pulling you back from the edge of panic.

“xavier,” you manage to whisper, your voice barely above a breath. he leans in closer, his brow furrowed but his expression soft. “i can’t… i can’t think.”

“just breathe,” he urges, his voice steady. “im here.”

he appears stiffer than normal. it worsens when your fingers uncontrollably brush the powder off his soft cheeks. goosebumps break out all over his skin. with a heavy breath, xavier mumbles something to you,

“we need to leave now.” there’s no room for discussion, especially since xavier cradles you into his arms. you dont hear him instruct the younger ones to head back to the camp, but you can hear their feet rustling in the grass as they drift off into the distance. xavier lays you on the floor, carefully rubbing himself through his pants.

your hazy eyes and slacked jaw tells xavier you’re far gone, but he feels himself sway. he knows he’s not too far behind you. this mystical purple powder is what caused the two of you trouble with your first time training here. you had caused this same type of plant to burst, spraying this purple powder all over you two. that time however, xavier hadn’t seen your body, had not intimately known you. so his inly choice was to go home and deal with his… problem. but now? it’s different.

he knows those little cues of yours— the slight twitch of your hips, the needy whines and moans that fall from your lips, and the way your eyes stare at his bulge.

“xavier,” you moan in a whiny tone, making xavier throb in his pants. he’s far too gone to even try to contain himself. he’s nods, collecting you in his lap as you two quickly shed your clothing. “i need you, now. please?”

oh. the way you ask so sweetly— how could xavier deny his beloved? especially when she’s so twitchy and needy. his mouth waters at the idea of how soaked you cunt must be now. he can see your nipples, stiff and prodding through the padding of your bra. poor thing…

he huma softly, collecting you into his embrace. xavier’s arms rest against the dips of your hips, your face cowered into his neck. soft breathes and moans leaving both of your lips when you grind down on xavier, soaking his pants.

his nails dig into your hips, before completely discarding the rest of your clothing. he makes quick work of your undergarments, throwing them into an unknown bush. he pounced on you, hands rubbing up and down your legs, spreading you open.

neither of you are able to verbalize words, the intoxicating need for each other consuming your bodies. a small voice in the back of your mind tells you that you and xavier should perhaps find a more private area, but when he turns you onto your stomach, cheek pressed into the grass, that tiny voice gets overshadowed by the overwhelming urge to have xavier inside of you.

he does not speak, his heavy breaths and soft whimpers speaking all for him. he sinks himself inside of your heat. your cunt welcomes him in, fluttering at the stretch of him. your fingers dig into the soil below you, trying to gain some sort of balance.

xavier slides himself deep into, whimpers and breathless gasps falling from his lips shamelessly loud. its unlike him— typically, the hunter is quiet and shy. lips and cheeks tinted bright red while his hips slam into you repeatedly. its an exhilarating feeling, to say the least.

“xavier,” you manage to tumble out his name from your cobwebbed filled mouth. xavier tugs your hips up nice and high, pressing your shoulders into the ground. your back forms a smooth arch, allowing xavier a better angle to fuck you at. his hips pull back gently, then he proceeds to slam into you.

he finds his own perpetual rhythm, head tipped back. you also abandon any shame you previously had, jaw slackened as your voice reverberates around you both. swears and curses leave xavier’s mouth.

he wraps his arms around you center, tugging you up to his chest so youre kneeling between him with your back to his chest. xavier finds another angle to thrust into you and it’s even better than the original position.

this way you can almost feel him in your stomach, cunt pulsing and purring with ecstasy when xavier’s deft fingers circle your neglected clit. and intense throb from you makes xavier lose his mind.

your tight, warm, and wet— it drives xavier mad. he can just imagine the way your tits are bouncing as he guides you up and down his cock— you truly are made for him.

“my love,” xavier stutters. a thick knot forms in the hunter’s stomach as his brows form a tight knit. “you’re perfect, fuck.” xavier’s head tips back, as he lets out a guttural groan. its perfectly soft, yet so intense.

you lay beneath xavier, twitching and almost sobbing. you can barely count the amount of times you’ve cum on his cock— you don’t even know if your cumming right now when you feel your body and cunt tense around him. the pollen from the plant takes over your senses, allowing xavier to rut into you like an animal. the two of you quite literally fuck like rabbits.

xavier’s hands trace all over your torso, squeezing the flesh of your thighs between his fingers. he can feel his own cock twitching inside you— its hurts so bad, yet feels so good. he can’t stop. if he pulls away from you, xavier truly believes he will die.

by now his cum is seeping out of you, dripping down below your bodies and onto the grass. youre thankful for the tall grass in this moment in case one of the younger hunter’s came looking for you both.

a line of drools drips down your lips and chin. the way your body feels is far too difficult to describe. its like xavier’s presence— his never-ending thrusts are far too much for your poor body to handle, yet it’s not enough. you burst into tears when xavier’s fingers make a home on your clit. they never stop torturing the poor bud, overwhelming your senses.

you cannot think clearly, your body is exhausted, yet all you want his xavier deeper inside of you. he flips you over once again, finally pulling out of you for a moment. his eyes catch on the sight of your cunt dripping with his cum, soaking your behind and the ground below you two.

xavier’s attention on your leaking cunt dont last long as the irresistible need to be inside of you consumes xavier, with yohr knees pushed to your chest, xavier pushes himself inside your cunt. he lets out a deep breath of relief, almost like not being inside of you was about to kill him.

this way xavier can see your face and oh—- that’s going to kill him for sure. your flushed cheeks, runny nose, and your glossy eyes— those do it for him. your soaked, clumped lashes highlight the need in your eyes. you open your mouth to speak, but no words are able to form. xavier takes this opportunity to slide his tongue in your mouth for a heated kiss while his hips snap back and forth inside your pussy.

you cling to him tightly, feeling the strength in his arms as he pulls you into his lap. his warmth envelops you, and you bury your face in his shoulder as he slams you up and down his sensitive cock. your legs widespread, and not to mention the positioning of xavier’s cock hitting you sweet spot so bluntly— you manage to cum all over him. your juices hit his abdomen, staining the light-gray pants he wears.

your orgasm hits you like a train. its comes way too fast, far too mind-shattering. you can barely remember the sensation of xavier filling you up for the millionth time that night.

the morning light filters through the tent, casting soft shadows on the ground. you shift slightly, trying to ease the heaviness in your limbs, but the warmth of the man's embrace tugs you back into a cocoon of comfort. his breath is steady, and for a moment, the world outside feels distant and unimportant.

you take a deep breath, inhaling the mix of the crisp morning air and the earthy scent of the campsite. as you gather your thoughts. despite the exhaustion, a sense of peace envelops you.

that peace and security was shattered when you heard the soft whispers and mumbling outside of your tent.. the voices belonged to the younger hunters you and xavier are meant to be supervising. they didn’t hear anything last night . . . right?

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A new headcannon for Legend:

His tunic is too big for him.

If you take a look at this artwork by Jojo, that much is obvious. The skirt is wide, long, baggy, and just doesn't fit his figure the way Twilights or Sky's does.

And it's not just about style (like Wars or Winds) it's because he was, and still is, just too small. All the tunics he would find were too big, meant for "hero sized" people, not a little boy who was thrown into this life so unexpectedly. He tailored his tunic to fit properly around his waist and shortened the sleeves (along with whatever else he had to do to keep it from falling off or getting in the way) but it's still clear just how small he is

Lookit the lil guy

Art by @/linkeduniverse

I miss albw tails, I miss it a lot…

anyway, I saw this meme and it’s them I fear

Day 1: Hearth

What place is warmest than that of a big brother

Dragon Princess 🐉🗡️

Discussing bedroom boundaries with the boys (NSFW)18+

I was talking about kinks with some friends (idk how we got on that topic), but it made me think about how that convo would go with the men.

Again, these are kinks I'd be cool with 💀 or wouldn't be. So sorry not sorry if my MC isn't down with something you'd enjoy.

Sorry for missed mistakes, happy reading!

Tags for kinks and sensual/suggestive writing. Mentions of choking, spanking, voyeurism, pet names and more.

Sylus

"I don't do feet." I say flatly. "Keep those paws away from me and keep mine out and away from your mouth. I'm just not into that."

Those crimson eyes observe me with amusement. I just know he wants to laugh, but I'm so serious.

"Not even a pinky toe kitten?" He says with a chuckle. I only offer him a glare. "I'm kidding, sweetie lighten up. I'll add it to the list. What else?" He keeps his legs crossed, taking a sip of his whiskey.

"Don't spit in my mouth. I know it's something that turns you on, but I almost threw up, babe." His eyes furrow a bit, only a tad displeased.

"Fine. We all have our limits." He swirls his drink.

"Also, easy on the hair pulling. You're ruining all my good hair. Don't get me wrong, I enjoy it, you just need to choose the appropriate time."

"Oh, what? You don't want me ripping off your wig again?" He smirks.

"Sylus, please...Anyway, I have more, but what about you? You've been very quiet on the subject." He takes a small sip from the chilled glass.

"I don't have many honestly, but I will say I have limitations on some of your...earlier requests." He moves to uncross his legs, standing tall once more. In only a few steps he joins me on his bed, my laptop still placed on my lap.

I raise a questioning brow.

"Oh? Do go on."

Sylus leans towards me, taking a nip at my exposed shoulder.

"We both know we're no strangers to the pleasure of choking, but know your limits kitten. You practically through a fit the other night when I didn't do it "hard enough". You were seconds from passing out. If it doesn't seem right, I'm not doing it." I gave him a bit of a pout, but he was right. Sometimes I go a little overboard.

"Okay, I agree. Sorry about that."

"No need to apologize kitten, I just want both of us to have a good time. And on that note, nothing larger than your fingers go in my ass. We'll....work our way up to that."

I give a little giggle. Ever since I mentioned riding him while he has a butt plug in he's been a bit hesitant.

"You'll have a great time. You reacted so well when I hit your prostate the other night." A light blush dusted his cheeks, but that charming smirk remained.

"I will admit, I didn't expect it to feel that..good. Still..."

"Don't worry, I know. We'll take it step by step. On the topic of insertion, I'm not too sure about fisting either. I mean yeah your dick is big and I'm sure I could take it, but it's just a wild concept for me."

The bark of Sylus' laughter fills my ears as it echoes about the room. "Oh Kitten, we've just about done that anyway, but okay. I'll give you time." I turn my head from him as I finish typing up the remainder of our consensual contract.

"Oh, there is something I want to try." My fingers freeze over the keyboard as I listen in with anticipation.

"On me or you?" He lays himself down fully on the bed, his eyes partially closed. My gaze fixates on his hands as he goes to unzip his pants.

"I saw the most fascinating video on sounding the other day.."

Rafayel

"I'm not eating your ass." I declare firmly. I don't want to eat anyone's ass to be fair. To each their own.

"I wasn't even gonna ask you to do that! Still, I'll add it to the list." He types away on the notes app in his phone.

I bought a communication card game for couples, and one of the topics focused on intimacy and understanding your partner. You'd think as much as we've fucked by now we know all the ins and outs of each other, but there was still so much to learn.

"Can I eat your ass though?" He asks expectantly. His eyes never once leave his phone.

"We can try it once, and if I don't like it, we're not doing it. While we're on the topic of ass, are we still trying anal?" Rafayel eyes me with enthusiasm.

"I've been waiting on you to say something cutie. I'm down whenever you are. We can try it tonight."

"Wow you've really been waiting on this." I can't help but laugh as he kicks his feet on the edge of the bed.

"Don't worry, you'll enjoy it too." He says lowly. A rush of excitement flows through me.

"Sounds promising. Hmm, what else?" I take a moment to think. "Oh yeah, no more food play. That whip cream got in places it shouldn't have. My poor ph." Rafayel let's out a snort.

"I told you to let me get the lube, but nooo."

"Don't act like it was all me, Mister. Anyway, what about you?"

"Hmm, let's do more bondage. Our love making has been pretty vanilla lately, let's spice it up." He stares up at me giving me a small pout.

"Vanilla, huh? Well, excuse me for being exhausted after hunting all those wanderers. I'm game, though. Are you gonna be a good little boy for me, Raf?" That cute little blush appears on his face, spreading to his ears.

I don't miss the way he bites his bottom lip.

"I can be." He brings himself to his knees, crawling towards me. His phone long forgotten as he hovers over me, his hands pinning me to the bed.

"Are you gonna be a good girl for me?"

Zayne

"I know you gave me consent. However, my love, I'd rather not have sex if you're drunk. I know you can be quite....overcome with emotion when you drink but I want to see the clarity in your eyes." Zayne says to me without looking away from his computer even once.

He'd been locked up in his study for hours now, so I figured I'd bother him a bit with some "casual" conversation.

"Fine, fair enough. It was more for your benefit than mine anyway. Though, the offer is still on the table for you to relieve yourself if I'm asleep." I offer a cheeky grin.

He pauses momentarily before resuming his typing.

"Your real plan comes to the light. I knew you were up to something. The last few nights I've come home to you asleep in lingerie. I thought you were willingly torturing me." He sighs.

"It's all yours baby. I'm sure I'm come to eventually. " Zayne chuckles.

"Something like that. Do you have anything else on this list of yours?" He turns from his desk to face me, removing his glasses in the process. He pats his thigh gently, gesturing me over.

I stand from the side bench, making my way over. His dress shirt hangs loosely on my body, swaying across my thighs with each step.

"You always say I'm such a naughty girl." I straddle his lap as the warmth of my breath kisses his lips. I feel the slight chill of his hands on the underside of my thighs. "Spank me, daddy."

"Oh?" I've piqued his interest. I feel the stirring of that prize beneath those charcoal slacks.

"Well what are you waiting for?" I give his lips a playful lick.

I earn myself a small grunt.

"Bend over."

Xavier

"I'm conflicted Bun. While I do enjoy the thrill of fucking you in public spaces, those cute little faces you make are just for me. I'd have to kill anyone that catches us."

Christ.

"Xavier honey, please. How about we limit it to the car, okay?" This was supposed to be a cute little get to know your partner session, though I shouldn't be surprised. He gets jealous so easily.

"That works for me. Also, I guess it goes without saying I wouldn't be too fond of a threesome no matter how much you want it." I look away momentarily.

He's got me there. I'd be lying if I hadn't thought about him and Sylus absolutely wrecking me.

"I understand. It's okay, you're enough for me." That golden smile returns to his face as he eyes me carefully.

"Also honey, don't be afraid to scratch up my back, I can take it. You were holding back last night, I don't like that. Mark me please."

Fuck, he's hot.

"Of course, baby. Is there anything you want me to do for you?" He lays me back, resting his upper half on my chest.

"Can you..praise me more? I like it when you do that." I giggle as he buries his face into my chest.

"Oh, you like when I say how good you fuck me? Noted." Xavier says nothing, but I feel his grip grow tighter around me. "In that case, moan for me. I want to hear those breathy moans in my ear when you're about to cum." He raises his head to look at me, blush painting those cheeks.

His pulls himself up slightly as he begins to grind into me. His hands lock into place on my exposed thighs.

"Should I show you right now?"

That's all folks 🤭 Maybe I'll do full versions of these. If I don't, you guys are more than welcome to continue the smut in your work. That's all I have for now, cyaaaa

LU characters as dumb shit I did as a child:

Legend: Laughed and make jokes (lightheartedly) at someone for being scared of potholes while riding a bike, proceeded to cycle into one, do a flip over the handlebars where they jammed in just under his ribs and lay on the ground winded for at least 4 minutes

Wild: When first learning to bake, attempted to bullshit his own recipes for cakes and stuff, accidentally gave himself food poisoning which lined up with getting the worst sickness he's ever had in memory so not a great time

Sky: Zoned out staring at the sun while counting to see how long he could do it for (my eyes are extremely light sensitive now)

Twilight: Was convinced that mermaids existed and made up stories about befriending them and a whole ass mermaid society and genuinely believed this was true (...actually this is more silly and whimsical than dumb but I'm keeping it here)

Four: Accidentally sleep walked out of a hotel room and locked himself out, woke up to be sitting on the floor of a creepy ass hotel corridor with no recollection of how he got there and started crying, nearly wasn't let back inside because who tf would answer a random knock on the door in a hotel in the middle of the night??

Warriors: Was going through a really rough time and ripped out chunks of his own hair and ate them as a coping mechanism, blaming the missing chunks on tying his ponytail too tight instead of being honest and asking for help

Time: Was genuinely convinced Pokemon existed for ages and could vividly hallucinate them on command.

Wind: Ate both lasagna and cheesecake with icecream as a meal despite being lactose intolerant

Hyrule: Thought it was fun to sprint across a room and flip onto his head on a sofa, also enjoyed standing on one arm of the sofa and falling over onto the cushions. Also liked to just... sit upside down on armchairs.

(If this sounds like someone you know irl, no it doesn't shhh please don't mention anything to me or them)

you desire asks, bestie?

consider: in the middle of a sleepy morning cockwarming session with zayne and dawnbreaker takes over

What a wonderful idea… 🥹

The first rays of the morning sun creep across bare floorboards, soft breathless moans and the rustle of crisp sheets give way to whispered pleas, and the warmth of skin on skin soothes away any lingering weariness.

Not often do you wake before Zayne, but today has been one such day. His face appeared peaceful—handsome as ever—and content in whatever dream occupied his subconscious.

It had been far too tempting not to admire more of him; pulling back the covers carefully so as not to disturb him and running explorative fingertips across his bare chest and down the slope of his abdomen.

Not until your hand dipped below the waistband of his pyjama trousers did Zayne truly begin to stir. The sensation of you cupping his balls and teasing his morning erection was more than enough to rouse him from the worst of his sleep.

He had welcomed the affection and the desire, cupping your face before running long careful fingers through your hair. His voice was thick with sleep, though few words were exchanged, more or less you understood one another without the need for proper sentences or questions.

It was just as easy to straddle his waist. Just as easy to pull aside your underwear, warm and wet from arousal. It was even more easy to sink onto his cock with one long exhale of satisfaction.

For a long while you lay draped over Zayne’s chest, listening to his steady heartbeat and drawing fine, intricate patterns on his bicep and shoulder. Your eyes were heavy and given the early hour, you couldn’t be sure if you dozed or not, and the same could be said about the man keeping you stuffed and satisfied despite the lack of movement or friction.

Only when his body gave a jerk did you crack one eye open. He was staring at you—dumbfounded. The apples of his cheeks were a glowing pink and his throat bobbed wildly as though he held far too much saliva in his mouth.

Zayne’s heartbeat spiked and his cock twitched within your snug walls. He seemed panicked though evidently still aroused, given how his palms settled at your backside, kneading with such care you openly moaned.

“Is this a… dream?”

You hummed, confused but not alarmed. “No, this is reality. I like spending lazy mornings like this with you,” you assured, pressing soft kisses to his sternum and towards his still working throat.

As if testing the waters, Zayne raised his hips slowly and cautiously until you squirmed and clenched around him. Desire and something you couldn’t quite put your finger on tugged behind your navel…

His eyes.

Something wasn’t quite right. It was clearly Zayne, but also not the Zayne you knew and loved. This was a man you had only glimpsed from the corner of your eye and very rarely.

He looked lost; set adrift in an ocean of solace. It hurt to maintain the eye contact and despite the reservation growing in your chest, the desire to care for him overwhelmed everything else.

Slowly, just as carefully and deliberately, you rolled your hips back and forth. Watching as his jaw tensed then fell lax, his eyes fluttering shut to show a fan of black eyelashes against his cheeks. He bit his lip and panted harshly.

“Let me love you… let me show you something different. You don’t have to be alone, not right now,” you whispered into his ear before slowly and tenderly making love whilst the winter sun continued to crest over the horizon.

she can't come to the phone right now

━ .ᐟ✧ PAIRING: xavier x female reader (afab)

━ ✧.˖ GENRE: smut, porn with very little plot

━ .ᐟ✧ WORD COUNT: 3.1k (who is she practicing short smuts)

━ ✧.˖ WARNINGS: mdni, explicit sexual content, dom!xavier, dark!xavier, ooc!xavier (unless you consider dark xavier canon), jealous!xav, vaginal sex, prone bone, slight voyeurism, light choking, breeding kink, jealousy, sex while on the phone, hair pulling, squirting, unprotected sex

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━ ✧.˖ A/N: HELLO bet you didn’t expect me back so soon! I am back with a SHORT smut this time, based on this amazing ovulating inducing fanart @/honiraccoon on twit/x made (with their permission of course). I’ve attached the photo below :’) go support them and their art!

this is very dom and ‘dark’ (if you’ve seen the glitches) xavier. the smut itself is not that dark!! if you’re not a fan of this version of xavier you will not enjoy this.

also header is from @/osk_purinnumee twitter :)

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Honestly, you had absolutely no idea how you ended up in this position. After not seeing Xavier for several days, having been sent on different missions this week, he and you finally had a coinciding day off. And so you’d spent the most perfect day together, complete with morning cuddles after sleeping in, a homemade breakfast, and a fruitful day at the arcade.

You couldn't stop thinking about the signature Xavier smile you’d gotten to see all day, soft and pure, just like Xavier himself. But this was not the gentle and adoring Xavier you’d seen all day, the Xavier you’d come to know and love. 

You found yourself naked, with your stomach pressed firmly into Xavier’s plush mattress and your feet planted on the ground at the feet of the bed, back arched so deeply it might snap. He was pressed so deeply and harshly on top of you, his feet planted right behind yours. He’d pulled so many orgasms out of you already and showed no signs of relenting, his pelvis smacking your ass repeatedly as he forced himself in and out of you.

"X-Xavier, I c-can’t come anymore, please,” your voice was hoarse from screaming, unable to keep up with Xavier’s insatiable vigor. You had no idea what had gotten into him today. It’d been a relatively stress-free day, but he seemed to be using your bodies to relieve some kind of intense emotion built up inside of him.

"Yes you can, I know you can,” he cooed, his mouth right into your ear as his body crushed you against the bed, "You’re a good girl aren’t you?”

His hands gently grabbed a fist full of your hair, urging you up so your cheeks pressed against each other. You cried out at the sensation, "Y-yes, I'm a good girl.”

The wet sounds of his cock ramming in and out of your abused cunt filled the room. Xavier’s grip was tight on your scalp and on your waist, and you were sure you’d have bruises in the shape of his fingers the next day.

"You’re my good girl, right?” He groaned out as he removed the hand from your waist to lift you by hooking his arm around your stomach, so that your ass arched higher into the air. At this angle his thick length entered you so deeply that it felt like he might burst through your cervix. Your eyes squeezed shut as your tongue slipped out, panting against the brute force of his thrusts. Though his tone was dominating and demanding, you couldn’t help but notice a sliver of insecurity lacing his words. 

He tugged at your hair, and you yelped at the slight pain bleeding into the pleasure Xavier was giving you. He repeated, this time more demanding and threatening, "Whose good girl are you?”

Your eyes snapped open as his thrusts pushed through every corner of your poor pussy, ravaging every single inch of you. You forced your brain to focus on his words, his rare domineering attitude driving you absolutely insane, "Yours Xavier! M’your good girl.”

You felt him harden even further at your words. His voice against your ear is deceptively gentle, "Really? Then why was my good girl so preoccupied with her phone today?” His words are so domineering and possessive, you find yourself clenching at the thought of his adorable jealousy.

So that's how you found yourself in this position. 

"H-hah, m’sorry Xav. Jeremiah kept – ah – texting me today to—”

Xavier cuts you off, his thrusts stuttering briefly, "Jeremiah? He was the one you were – hah – texting all fucking day?”

"Y-yes but he was just sending me, ahhh, stupid ph-photos of different animals with kn-knives,” you sputter out, nails digging into the fitted sheet of his mattress. You almost wanted to laugh at how comical it all sounded but the feeling of him inside of you rendered you a speechless mess of sweat, cum, and ecstasy. 

"Is that so?” And with that, Xavier fucks you with an unprecedented pace. He thrusts so hard your ass ripples against his pelvis and your thighs struggle to stay upright as he presses further into your aching body. You can feel yourself slowly succumbing to the exhaustion of four orgasms, a fifth in the distant horizon.

"You are mine,” he all but growls into your neck, his fingers digging into the delicate skin of your throat. You're jolted back to consciousness at the feeling of his hand closing into your airway, deliciously cutting off your breath. Xavier’s rarely this aggressive and brutal. Sure he’d love to take the lead as often as he surrendered it to you, but this was a whole different Xavier. And you were positively obsessed.

"I’m the only one who gets to see you like this,” he demands against the shell of your ear, using his canines to graze your earlobes. You shiver at his words, cunt clamping down onto him. He moans in response to your grip, but only driving deeper and harder. 

His hard abdomen continued to mold perfectly into your arched back, bending your body into mind numbing proportions. He releases your waist, causing you to slump back into the bed. Instead wraps his arm around both your breasts, squeezing to the point of seeing black spots in your vision. 

The force of his thrusts causes your body to rock onto the bed under his large and imposing stature. Every single push made your clit brush against the soft bed sheets, stimulating you beyond belief. You were sure Xavier’s sheets were absolutely filthy from the spend of your multiple orgasms, smearing all over them as he pushed your body to its limits. 

As you continue to moan uncontrollably for him, Xavier refuses to stop whispering filthy praises into your ear, driving you closer and closer. 

"You’re so beautiful like this, your body was made just for me, right?” 

You nod feverishly, his words going straight to your cunt. It wasn’t often you got to witness this side of Xavier and you were living for it. 

"M’all yours Xav, no one else’s ever,” you choke out, the force of his cock deep in your throat.

His head dips down, pressing wet kisses into your shoulder blades before biting down and sucking brutally hard, and then licking at them soothingly. Xavier smiles, admiring the hickies forming on your trembling soft skin, marking you as his. 

"If only Jeremiah could see you like this. Maybe he would realize you’re mine, huh?” 

You wanted to retort, reassure him that he had absolutely nothing to be concerned about, but your brain could only focus on his massive cock claiming every part of your throbbing cunt. He’d rendered you absolutely fucked out, a vessel of ecstasy and a means to pleasure himself. Your brain fought to form words, to no avail. Only the most primal parts of you remained, capable of moaning and screaming for him and nothing more. 

You try to speak again, but before you can get anything out the sound of your phone on the bed beside your slick bodies rang out. The screen lit up and through your fucked out haze and tears in your eyes, you could vaguely make out Jeremiah’s contact photo lighting up the screen.

"Speak of the devil,” Xavier grits out. Despite the annoyance in his voice you can also make out the faintest hint of mischief. 

"Pick it up love,” he whispers almost tauntingly, thrusts still unrelenting, "We can’t ignore our poor Jeremiah can we?” 

While you can tell his words are laced with jealousy and faint bitterness, you know Xavier cares about Jeremiah and trusts him fully. It really felt like he was just, for once,  giving into his primal urges, and enjoying the hell out of it too.

You shook your head no, doing your best to push your phone away.

"No?” Xavier asks, amused, "But I thought it was urgent that you respond to him immediately.” 

You want to roll your eyes at his childishness, but before you can do anything, Xavier snatches the phone from beside you, slowing his rhythm to a languid roll of his pelvis against your flushed ass.

"X-Xavier—“ but he cuts you off with a pointed thrust that knocks the wind out of you, his thick length absolutely rearranging your guts. You whine at the blinding pleasure, almost forgetting the fact that Xavier was picking up your cell phone, while he was inside of you. 

"Hello?” Xavier answers cooly, as if he wasn’t knee deep into your cunt. He holds the phone to his ear, laying down into the arch of your back. His cheek is pressed against yours, his hot breath blowing into your burning skin while he speaks, as he continues to ravage you. 

Your eyes widen as you realize he didn’t just decline the call, and that he was actually on the phone. But Xavier reads you like the back of his hand, covering your mouth with his palm before you can protest. He grips your face gently, but not allowing a single word to come out beyond the muffled sounds of your sensual moans. 

"Oh, hey Jeremiah. Y/n forgot her phone and is currently occupied by me right now,” Xavier speaks calmly, but the increased passion in his thrusts send your eyes reeling into the back of his skull. His words hold a suspicious double meaning, and you pray Jeremiah doesn’t catch on. Similarly, you desperately hope that the loud wet sounds of his pelvis pounding into you can’t be heard on the phone, cause they ring so loudly in your ear.

Every time you try to speak, Xavier’s grip on your face gets tighter and his pace gets rougher, harder. It’s like he’s trying to force the lewd moans out of your mouth, like he wanted Jeremiah to hear everything he was doing to you, to hear the sound of his skin slapping into yours. Strangely enough, the risk of it all intensifies the pleasure ten-fold. You tighten around Xavier as you continue to leak everywhere.

Xavier swears inexplicably under his breath, though you’re sure Jeremiah can still hear it, "Squeezing me so fucking tight.” Your eyes squeeze shut at the excitement and embarrassment of Xavier’s inability to contain his own pleasure. Or perhaps, he didn’t contain it on purpose.

As if to punish you, Xavier gives you a deliberate and pointed thrust, letting his cock angle upwards into your g spot while his body pushes you down so your clit drags against the bed, forcing the most vulgar sob out of your lips, bordering between a strangled cry and a mewling whimper. Simultaneously, his hold on your chin loosens and he slips his index and middle finger into your waiting mouth. His actions cause your previously muffled moans to ring out completely unrestricted.

Your eyes widen as you realize there is absolutely no way Jeremiah didn’t hear that. It seems like you’re correct because Xavier’s soft voice pierces through the thick sexual tension in the air.

"No. That’s the sound of a kitten,” you can hear the grin in his voice as he continues to roll his hips into you, his fingers toying with your tongue. You vaguely hear Jeremiah’s muffled voice through the phone, doing your best to keep your sounds at bay. And failing miserably. 

"Okay, bye.” Xavier tosses your phone back on the bed, kneeling back into your body and into your neck.

"Do you think he bought that?” Xavier’s grinning again, and you are certain he’s teasing you. 

"Xavier!” You cry, the mortification settling in with the pleasure, both feelings fighting to dominate your consciousness. 

"I told you, you’re mine. Jeremiah needs to know that,” he grumbles breathlessly into your ear, nibbling on your earlobe. 

"M’yours Xav, everyone knows that,” you cry out. Xavier moans out in satisfaction, and you feel his cock twitching inside of your gummy walls. His pace grows erratic as his length swells inside of you, and you can tell he’s so close to coming undone. 

His husky groans by your ear fuel the fire of your own orgasm, stoking the burning embers until they threaten to burst into a full blown wildfire.

"Sh-shit you’re close huh love? Getting so damn tight around me,” Xavier grunts, biting into your neck. Suddenly he picks your phone back up and you can distinctly see the flash shining down on the bed below your bodies.

"X-Xavier?” You moan, completely blissed out, unable to turn your head to see what he’s doing. He lifts his body off of yours and grips your waist with one hand, pushing you down harder on his erection.

"Don’t worry baby, just taking some videos for our dear friend,” he mutters and you hear the distinct beep of your phone starting a recording. You try to protest but Xavier’s pace becomes unrelenting and you’re only able to moan out his name once more.

"You gonna come for me, my love?” His voice is far away, clouded with intense lust. His grip on your waist tightens as he watches the ripples of your flesh against his viscous pounding. Your back arches at his words, cunt tightening in anticipation of your climax.

"M’so close Xav, gonna cum s-soon,” you wail, letting your body tighten around him, wanting him to cum with you. 

His hand leaves your waist and presses against the bulge on your tummy, "Can you feel that love? I’m right here. Should I put a baby in here? Think it’ll fit?”

You squeal at his words, the pure filth dripping off of them like gasoline to the wildfire that is your impending orgasm, raging through every inch of your body. Your pussy squeezes around him again.

"Ffuuck, I think that’s a yes, huh baby? Want me to cum inside you?” He’s panting desperately as he fills you repeatedly, "Fuck – you would look so beautiful with my baby –  hah –  inside of you.”

In your fucked out state, you nod excitedly, wanting nothing more than to be filled to the brim with his essence, everywhere. You could worry about the repercussions after.

"Then everyone will know you’re mine huh? Right baby?” You nod again, your voice nothing more than a strangled moan. 

"Say it for the camera love, let him know,” he encourages, his voice deep and throaty. He doesn’t say who, but you know exactly who Xavier is referencing.

Though you don’t want to indulge his jealousy, you find yourself unable to deny the man who was guts deep in your womb. And so you cry out, "M’all yours Xav, please. Need you t’cum inside. I’m a g-good girl, I deserve your cum, please.”

Your phone shakes in Xavier’s hands as your words set him off, "Fuck, don’t worry baby, s’all for you. Gonna give it all to you ’kay? You ready love?”

You tighten in response, signaling that you’re about to fall into the chasm of your orgasm. 

"X-Xavier m’cumming,” you wail, gripping onto the sheets for dear life, your ass grinding deeper into him, back arching into the bed. Your body trembles as the climax overtakes you. Your vision spots as the sensitivity of multiple orgasms wrecks your body. The pressure in your guts is so intense, threatening to explode, and you feel yourself release all over Xavier’s groin. The sensation was so new and foreign it had your brain reeling, trying to grasp onto this new ecstasy your body was falling into. 

"H-holy shit did you just squirt on me?” Xavier groans out, still recording the sight of your ass against him. And he thanked god he was recording at all, able to capture the sight of you squirting all over him. 

"I-I think so Xav, m’sorry,” you cry, still quivering around his brutal thrusts. The soaked friction of the wet skin between you two splashes and your cheek burns in embarrassment. You’d never squirt before, and you were mortified. 

"No,” he grits breathlessly, almost threateningly, "Don’t be sorry. Fuck, need to see you do that for me again.” You hear the click of the recording shutting off, and your phone bounces back onto the mattress. Xavier grabs your waist with both hands and thrusts sloppily, cock spasming in your tight walls. 

He groans through every last thrust, and you cling onto consciousness, riding the last waves of your orgasm. Xavier falls back in place on top of you, wanting to be as physically close to you as possible when he finished. His abdomen pressed into the arch of your back and his chin dug into the crook of your neck. With one final savage stroke, he spills everything he has into you.

Xavier shivers through his orgasm, rope after rope of milky white essence dripping into you. You can feel every pump of his warmth inside you. He thrusts languidly a few more times for good measure, wanting it to reach as physically deep as possible. He’d be damned if he let a single drop go to waste.

Your legs give out and you rest yourself entirely on the bed while Xavier rests on top of you, supporting most of his weight with his arms propped on the bed, still caging you in. He presses a gentle kiss to your shoulder, then your neck, and then your cheek.

"You’re going to make such a good mommy one day,” Xavier murmurs into your ear, rubbing slow and soothing circles into your ribcage. 

Your heart squeezes at his words, and simultaneously your cunt around his softening cock. Xavier hisses at the overstimulation, "Fuck you’re going to squeeze every last drop out of me love. You like the idea of being a mommy huh?”

You nod sleepily, losing your grip on consciousness, "Mm, slipping out Xavier.”

Xavier pulls out of you with a groan, and you whimper at the feel of the release dripping down your thighs. He picks you up gently so your legs no longer hang off the bed and then flops down beside you, tucking you into his chest.

You sigh contently against his softly heaving heart. You feel Xavier moving around, while still keeping his arm wrapped around you. You force your eyes open so you can see what he’s up to, and find him unlocking your phone, the light illuminating his face in the darkening room. 

"Xav? What are you doing?” You mumble sleepily, nestling back into his warm body. 

"Just sending some videos,” Xavier whispers, stroking your hair with his free hand. 

Your eyes fly open and you sit up to face him, "Xavier! Absolutely not!” He grins mischievously at you, "Relax love, I just sent them to myself.” The reassuring smile he gives you reminds you your soft, adoring, and gentle Xavier is back. But you can’t help but anticipate the next time you’ll see that side of Xavier again.

Bonus: some of the pics that Jeremiah was texting mc:

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