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When the boys get invited to the cookout pt. 2

I thought up a few more scenarios and wanted to share with the class. Part 1 here

Again, if you know, you know 😆

XAVIER

"You ain't hot?" He's asked all night

He's the only one with a damn sweater on

Quickly started to pick up the phrase, "you better than me"

Since he's no longer a stranger, he's brought to the grill

Given a long ass lecture on how to properly smoke meat

"And looka there, see how it just falls off the bone."

"Would you happen to have a book on this?"

Is voluntold to join uncs on a fishing trip

Was told to say grace over the food....chile

Overwhelmed by all the hugs given to him

Poor boy was offered an edible

Swiftly put to bed after that

"Girl why is always so tired? Is he sick or something?"

"Imma pray for him"

RAFAYEL

Cousins are teaching him slang and phrases to live by

"Next time she invites you, ask her who all gon be there"

Hyped up for dressing so well. "Ooh boy, I'm scared of you!"

Thanks to his crash course, he takes the compliment

Somehow, he ended up apart of the puff puff pass group. "Raf don't go back in there" "babe I feel all the colors suddenly"

Aunties shooing him out the kitchen for asking too many questions

"There's a mouth on that one baby"

Joins the impromptu talent show

When they learn he can sing, all the classic r&b songs are thrown his way

"You ever heard of New Edition?"

Rafayel's getting side eyed for every fish reference he makes

"Why was he talking about sharks eating grass for free?"

"Tf does glub glub mean"

ZAYNE

Says a silent prayer to himself in the car

Brings informational pamphlets on insurance and questions to ask your doctor

Forces Greyson to join him as a distraction

"You wanted to know her better Dr. Greyson. This is the perfect opportunity. "

Uncs are outside taking pics in front of his car

"Let me take it for a spin nephew." "We are not related."

Cousins are asking where he gets the drip and to borrow his coat (we are quick to intervene)

"Don't give them nothing, you won't see it again. "

Asks aunties for recipes for the food he enjoys

"And how much seasoning did you add to this?" "Oh honey I just stopped when the Lord told me to."

Let's your cousins beat him in a video game until they start talking too much shit

"Consider this an educational moment."

SYLUS

Shows up lookin and smelling good

Cousins are asking to ride his motorcycle "around the block"

"As tempting as that is, your cousin would kill me."

Unc stating they're the same size when asking to try on his shoes

Mans pulls out his black card and buys Unc a pair

"You're my favorite nephew."

Quickly advising him to not buy nothing else for he'll start a war

Takes turns doing a dance with the aunties and cousins

Stops you from beating your cousin's ass when their hands go too low

Makes his rounds collecting recipes and cooking hacks to tell his chef

"Well you never want to tell me how you make it kitten"

Aunties pick up on your pet name and you no longer know peace

Sylus is no stranger to being high he just prefers not to

Until today....mans smoked a joint and discussed conspiracy theories

"What if I was a wanderer, or your neighbor. It could happen to anyone."

Luke and Kieran form a dance circle with your cousins

Taking shots and starting a twerk contest

Mephisto just keeps surveillance on Sylus's bike per your instructions

Xavier! Fluffy hc’s

Xavier who grabs you for nap times even if you’re not sleepy.

Xavier who loves nuzzling into your neck and inhaling your scent.

Xavier who loves sleeping with his head on your lap or your chest or your tummy.

Xavier who finds excuses to show up at your door. “Do you have sugar?” “I found this new book you might like” “my ac isn’t working”. At one point you just tell him your code and he lets himself in.

Xavier who loves sleeping in your bed cause it smells like you.

Xavier who always pouts when you talk to Jeremiah. It doesn’t matter what the conversation is about.

Can you do the boys with a mentally unwell reader? Like she has depression, ocd, or anxiety that she takes medication for?

S/O Who Faces Mental Illness- The Love And DeepSpace Men

parings in order: Xavier x Reader, Zayne x Reader, Rafayel x Reader, Sylus x Reader tags: ( for all ) mentioning of depression/ depressive episodes, ocd rituals, anxiety/ social anxiety a/n: hi anonnie ! ♡⸜(˃ ᵕ ˂ )⸝ sorry this took awhile, this was sitting in my drafts and i would keep coming back to it. i just wanted to make sure this topic is handled with care. i know that everyone has different types of depression, anxiety, and ocd so i wrote the ones that i'm familar with and gone through. i hope this was okay lmk ! ̤̮

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Xavier:

Xavier has always been such an attentive lover to you and he’s grown increasingly worried as he observed your unhealthy habits. He notices how you spend more time in bed than usual, longer than he would stay in bed. How you seem disinterested in eating, even if it were foods you typically enjoyed. Noticing how these impacts have affected you, he has made the effort to educate himself better on what you’re going through to understand and support you better.

If you were taking any medications, he'll read the entire packet that came with it or look up as much information he can online. He'll try to remember all the side effects that comes with it and makes sure to check up on you whenever you take them.

He notices when your energy plummets so it’s his duty to take care of you. He tries to make everything easy for you. He’ll make sure to tuck both of you in bed, turning off the lights when you both get ready, making sure to have food delivered when you wake up. Xavier encourages you to take a walk outside with him, helping you get some fresh air and encouraging you to step out of bed. He’ll hold your hand the entire time.

Distractions were one of the ways he could get your mind off any anxious thoughts or from any of your OCD rituals. He'll have a list of your favorite things to do and see if it helps. He'll stay with you in bed all day if that's what you need and wouldn't let you isolate yourself. Will also build a fort to cuddle you up in and have you tucked in his arms.

Anytime you two were out and you started to feel drained, then he'll take you back home. You two can stay in and cuddle.

He never pushes you beyond your comfort levels. If there was any situation where you started to feel uncomfortable, then he'll lead the situation and you somewhere else that sets you more at ease.

Zayne:

Zayne is no stranger to the topics of mental illness. He’s gone through extensive studies and many clinical experiences with patients. But with you, it's different. Your struggles aren’t just a clinical case to him, they’re personal. He’s acutely attuned to subtle changes of your mood and actions. He notices the quiet shifts in your expressions, or the way your eyes dull and lose their sparkle. Even though it’s hard to read through his expressions, it truly does hurt him to see you suffer. Your internal pain that you battle inside hurts him more than words can convey.

If you were to go through a depressive episode and you feel like you can’t do everything you need, then Zayne has no problem doing the extra housework or helping you with your physical health. He would reassure you to not feel guilty even though he’s busy with his work or any paperwork's. You have done so much as a loving partner to him and he will always return the favor for you.

He’ll help you shower and dress you up. He'll make sure to brush your hair gently and that you brush your teeth. He’ll even make sure you eat enough and he’ll praise you for taking every bites.

He’s always there for you. Even if he was in the middle of work, he would remind you to never hesitate to reach out whenever you feel isolated or just needed to vent, anything. Spam him, leave voice messages- he’ll read every word and listen to each message and reply with care. No matter how busy he might be, he’ll find a way to call you as soon as he can. He wants to make sure you’re okay and to remind you that you’re never alone, even when he’s away. Your well-being matters so deeply to him that he’s committed to be there for you in every possible way.

He'll keep note of all the side effects you've experienced with your medications, so he's aware of the potential issues that might arise when you take them. Will send you texts reminding you to take your meds at the right time and to make sure you eat before you take them so you don’t get nauseous.

He’s a very attentive and caring partner, he pays close attention to the triggers of your OCD and observes the coping mechanisms you have. He notices your struggle with hand washing compulsions and understands how these rituals can take a toll on you. He’ll try to help you by pointing out that excessive hand washing can actually be harmful, as it washes away the beneficial ones that your body needs.

He'll be very reassuring when you feel the need to constantly check up on things. He won't judge you for it but instead he'll offer to check on it himself and reassure you that everything is okay.

It wouldn’t be new to him to avoid places that were crowded or super noisy. He would know where all the less crowded and quiet places are. At this point, he already had taken the time to understand your triggers and sources of anxiety. He just wanted to be well-informed so he can help you avoid these situations and provide the support and care you need.

If you were to experience an anxiety attack, he remains calm and patient and helps you try to breathe. Whenever you need to vent, he’s always there for you. He’ll let you curl up on his lap while you talk, gently stroking your hair. Although he’s quiet while you talk, you know he listens to every detail and he doesn’t want to interrupt you. After you finish sharing, he’ll offer advice or discuss the situation to help you work through it together.

Rafayel:

He knows that you were going through significant struggles because it often kept you doing certain things with him. There are times when the weight of your depression and anxiety feels so heavy that it drains your motivation, making your favorite hobbies or simply just doing anything seem out of reach. Sometimes the intensity of your OCD leads you to stay up, unable to rest because you repeatedly check things like the light switches, doors, windows, and everything else in the house.

OCD is a topic that Rafayel wouldn’t tease or be playful on with you. He notices the small things when you repeat patterns or prefer certain number sets. He’s very patient and understanding about this topic but anytime you feel as if your ocd ritual was messed up, he is quick to run to your side and reassure you that everything will be okay.

Rafayel has been in a dark place himself so he knows the signs when you’re struggling. Whether you’ve been through this over and over again, he’ll help you through this every single time. If you don't have the energy to take a shower or a bath, then he’ll simply carry you and wash you himself. He’ll join you and use your favorite bath bomb scents and make it a little fun by blowing bubbles at you. A smile would curl up on his lips when he sees you smiling again.

He wouldn’t force you to talk. He’ll do most of the talking and hopefully it takes your mind off anything you were anxious about. When you are ready to talk, he’ll praise you. It’s a big step forward in healing and he would be listening attentively to everything you say.

Rafayel would text you throughout the day and ask how you were feeling. He's always there at your beck and call. If you need anything, he already has it and he's on his way to you.

If you were out in public and you started to feel uneasy, he would lead you somewhere else. Rafayel would always be holding your hand for security and to make sure you were always right by his side. He doesn't mind wherever you both go, as long as he's with you. He makes sure that you two can go to places that aren't crowded or noisy but still enjoyable and fun for the both of you.

He’s very worried whenever you take medications. He knows that they can have some mean and nasty side effects and that’s the last thing he would want you to go through. He’ll always make sure to check up on you a couple hours later to see how you’re holding up.

Sylus:

It does not take him long to notice you were acting off. Nothing can get past this man and he doesn’t want you to feel like you have anything to hide from him. No matter what the issue is, he isn’t leaving your side and you’ll both work on the issue together. He doesn’t want you to go through anything alone.

When you feel empty and you simply want to sink into your bed and lay there motionless because everything in the world was just too much, Sylus will not hesitate to take action. He’ll make sure you're eating nutritious meals by calling his private chefs or he’ll make them himself. He’ll sit right beside you and watch you take enough bites or he’ll spoon feed it to you himself. Sylus would make sure to tell you that you were doing so well even if the bites were big or small. After you are done eating, he’ll make sure that you take all your meds and check up on you if any of the side effects arise.

He’ll be right by your side at any doctor's appointments. He’ll carry you to the bathroom himself or he’ll use his evol to help wash, dry, and dress you up. Sylus would encourage you as well to go on walks with him so your body is still moving and so you can get some fresh air. He does all of this because he loves you and he doesn’t want you to lose any of the progress you made. He knows your capabilities and he knows you will get through this. He’ll be right by your side the entire time.

When he notices that your OCD rituals are becoming overwhelming, he doesn't hesitate to step in to help. He finds engaging activities for the both of you to do so it steers your focus away from the obsessive thoughts. Understanding how OCD can distort your perceptions, he uses distractions as a way to gently pull you out of that obsessive cycle.

Sylus would let you know that he’s accessible. Whenever you need him, feel free to call him any time and he’ll drop anything and come by to help you.

Don't even bother brushing off any of your issues. Anything that bothers you, he's always there to listen and help you. He’s a great listener and he never judges you for any problems you had and the reason behind your behavior. His shoulder is for you to lean on, cry on, laugh on, and hold on, etc. He’s understanding and wants you to be happy again.

When he’s away, he will have food delivered to you. He’ll make sure you eat and that you take your meds right after by calling or texting to remind you. Or he’ll just send Mephisto to you. He’ll caw/squawk repeatedly until you finish your meals.

"Big Girls Cry Too"

The LADS Men walking in on you having a good cry after bottling everything up and that one bad day at work was the final straw. Look even the baddest bitches cry doesn’t change the fact that mc (all of us) is still the baddest.

Zayne

Zayne: Are you hurt?

MC: I'm just tired

Zayne: Did you not sleep well last night?

MC: Mentally Zayne im just.....I don't know

Zayne: Talk to me what’s troubling you?

MC: I can’t find the words

Zayne: Well then just say anything I'll piece it together as you go

MC: I just .... I feel so ..... but I can't .. and today was just ..... I don't know

Zayne: You're just overworking yourself to keep your mind off your grandma and Caleb but you want a break however you can't seem to catch one and today was the straw that broke the camels back?

MC: What are you a mind reader?

Zayne: No I'm an MC reader

He would sit with you and hold you in his arms while you were a blubbering mess.

Zayne: I'll stay right here for as long as you need

Rafayel

Rafayel: I told you to stop abandoning me for that place look what its done to you

MC: Not now Raf im tired

Rafayel: I know

MC: So stop making jokes

Rafayel: Do you want to talk about it?

MC: No

Rafayel: Do you want me to leave?

MC: *sniffles* No

Rafayel: Good I wasn’t going to *throws you over his shoulder*

MC: Where are we going?!

Rafayel: For a swim it always makes me feel better

MC: I just want to lay in bed

Rafayel: Trust me a dip in the water with me is like free therapy

MC: ….

Rafayel: You trust me?

MC: I trust you

Rafayel: Good I'll do anything to see those tears stop

MC: You’re too good to me

Rafayel: Next time you need to cry call me … I have two shoulders just for you

Xavier

Xavier: Who upset you?

MC: Everything

Xavier: I can’t fight everything

MC: Why not I’m tired of it all

Xavier: What’s going on?

MC: I just need a good cry from time to time

Xavier: How often is ‘time to time’

MC: …..twice a week

Xavier: Come here

MC: *lays on top of Xavier as he rubs your back*

Xavier: Feeling better?

MC: actually ….. yea …. Is this why you lay on me all the time?

Xavier: You’re like a human battery recharger … my personal charger

MC: Are you sad every time ?

Xavier: Not every time but sometimes

MC: Oh I never noticed

Xavier: That’s because being around you makes me happy

MC: Can I lay here for a while ….. please

Xavier: Will that make you happy?

MC: *sniffles & nods*

Xavier: I’ll be your human body pillow whenever you want

Sylus

Sylus: Are you crying?

MC: *sniffles* no

Sylus: You’re a terrible liar sweetie

MC: I had a tough day at work

Sylus: A tough day at work huh?

MC: ….yea

Sylus: Sweetie it’s okay to cry in front of me I know you’ve been bottling up your emotions

MC: You don’t know anything

Sylus: I know this will help *Starts giving you a scalp massage*

MC: You don’t know if it’s helping …… but don’t stop

Sylus: I didn’t plan to …. come here

Sylus takes a seat on the bed and moves you to straddle his lap. You lay your head on his shoulder while he continues to massage your scalp with one hand and rub your back with the other.

MC: Don’t you have work to do?

Sylus: You are always a top priority princess

─── ⋆⋅Xavier: Hair Pulling⋅⋆ ──

―୨୧⋆ ˚GENRE/WARNING: Pussy drunk, hair pulling, creaming pants, eating out (f! recieving), porn w/no plot ―୨୧⋆ ˚SUMMARY: You and Xavier are spending the afternoon in his apartment, when playing with his hair turns into something more than play time. ―୨୧⋆ ˚WORD COUNT: 1K ―୨୧⋆ ˚A/N: So I got this idea for Xavier off twitter and I won't lie, the concept has me blushing aaaa, anyways I hope you enjoy pussy drunk Xavier who likes getting his hair pulled :3 ―୨୧⋆ ˚LINKS: AO3, Twitter (come interact with me!)

"So we all agree pulling Xavier’s hair is the fastest way to turn him on right because I feel like nothing gets him going than you starting out affectionately running your fingers through his hair just to get to the base of his scalp and suddenly tug." -Noelle (moonlitaether on twt)

In the still, serene atmosphere, the two of you rested on the couch. Xavier lay curled in your lap as you gently stroked his hair. Sunlight leaking through the window onto your two peaceful forms. The TV ahead of you plays at a low volume so as not to disturb the sleeping bunny while you silently chuckle here and there. 

Quickly glancing down at him, a warm smile spreads across your face as you feel him nuzzle further into your lap, nose brushing against your stomach while he lets out small mumbles and murmurs. You lightly brush some stray strands from his face, revealing his gentle, soft appearance. Stroking his cheek lightly, you stayed there staring at him for a bit before turning your attention to the show ahead.

Moments later you’re giggling and twirling Xavier’s hair. Fingertips grazing closer and closer to his scalp. He stirred slightly in his sleep, eyebrows furrowing. This caused you to stop laughing and freeze almost immediately, you didn’t wanna wake up your precious boy from his slumber. He settled down as quickly as he stirred, his breath evening out once more. However, your giggling was not the reason for his disruption in sleep.

You silently began to toy with his locs once more, unaware of just what you were doing to the man. Through whatever dream he was having, he could feel the way you played with his hair, the way your fingers pressed against his scalp, eliciting a soft groan from him, you didn’t pay much mind to it, thinking it was all a part of his usual sleepy mumbling.

The sensation of your fingers lacing in his hair, tugging repeatedly at the base of his hair caused him to become aroused, very quickly growing a tent in his pants. Before you even perceived any changes, you felt him aggressively nosing your mound, whimpering out “Harder…”

Jolting a bit, you take your hands off his head “Xavier!- You’re awake? I’m sorry I didn’t mea-” He interrupted you, bringing your hand back to his hair, placing it rather roughly on his head “You need to do it harder.“ Tangling your fingers in his hair once more, you tug on the light colored locks, eliciting a moan from him, hips bucking slightly at the gesture. 

You felt your face burn a bit as you watched him rut against the empty air, moaning at your ministrations in his head. He nosed your mound more, practically hurried between your thighs while he rutted against the air, feeling you continue to tug.

His hips slowed down as he peeked out at you with one eye, his blue iris swirling with mischief. He was going to give you another reason or two to keep tugging at his hair, cause god did it feel amazing.

Quickly sitting up, he scooted his way off the couch, getting on his knees in front of you. Grabbing your waist, he scoots you closer to him and lifts your shirt up just enough to show your stomach.

He begins laying gentle kisses on the exposed skin, feeling you squirm and wriggle in his hold, sighing out as his lips send sparks flying throughout you. “Xavier..” you managed to whimper out but was already slowly slipping your pants off, kissing his way down your legs.

You couldn’t help but comply and whimper, if there was anything Xavier loved to do, it was to make you feel good. However, he couldn’t deny that he enjoyed the way you tugged on his hair. He loved how pleasure rushed through his blood.

Hearing you whine only made his cock harder, his kisses becoming more persistent, more aggressive, full of desperation and desire. He’s successfully gotten your pants off and is nosing and nipping at your underwear, rubbing and teasing your sensitive bud through the fabric as you grow more and more wet.

“You smell delicious…” he murmurs before sucking on the skin of your thighs, your pussy fluttering, under the fabric. He doesn’t bother taking your underwear off and tugs it to the side, revealing the glistening mess between your folds. 

“Hng…Xavier please-“ his breath was hot against your core and you couldn’t help but tangle your fingers in his hair as you whined. His mouth immediately latched onto your needy clit, sucking on it hungrily.

He wasn’t one to make you beg for him, but he would have you begging for mercy. Your hands immediately fly to his hair tugging on the light colored strands while you throw your head back.

Already getting drunk off your taste, sound, and touch, Xavier felt himself twitch in his pants, fighting hard against the fabric, however, he didn’t care much about it, not when he had you splayed out and moaning while your fingers were tangled in his hair.

“Xavier~ feels good-“ you managed to whine out before he shoved his tongue deep into your cunt, causing your back to arch. Subconsciously, you shove his head further into your heat, earning a grunt of approval from him as his cock twitched in his pants.

He enjoyed pleasuring you, Xavier could sit there and eat you out for hours and he wouldn't have a single complaint in his body. He loved watching the way you squirmed and wriggled in his hold, the way he could make you crumble and fold at his will, he loved how much of an effect he had on you and that alone was enough to satisfy his lustful desire.

You felt his fingers slide into you, curling up and hitting that spongy spot inside you that made you see stars. That paired with the suction on your clit made you tug harder on his hair as you cried out his name. “Fuck-please~” Your whines and pleas only spurred him on further, his tongue and fingers working you faster as you felt your orgasm build up.

Hips bucking wildly against his mouth, you were met with a restraining force. Xavier had wrapped his arms around your thighs and held your waist down, pulling you closer to his face as he continued to work you towards your orgasm. With one final cry, you let go all over his tongue, pulling hard on his hair, shoving him further in between your thighs.

He let out a groan, the feelings of your fingers in his hair, the sounds that spilled from between your lips, the way you tasted, it all sent him over the edge. Poor Xavier creamed his pants, not really caring much as he shamelessly bucked his hips in the air trying to ride out his own orgasm and he helped you ride out your own.

Pulling away from your quivering, sopping cunt, he peered up at you, face flushed red and ears burning hot as he was slumped on the floor, a mess, your juices still glistening on his lips and chin. The two of you breathe heavily as you drink in the sight of each other, mirroring each other’s faces.

Dividers by @rookthornesartistry and @cafekitsune

- Xavier Thorpe x Fem!Reader

꒰ ⊹ ˚ . - Summary — Head-canons of Xavier sneaking into your dorm room at night ;)

contains of — Cuddling,Flirting, Breaking in, Invasion of Privacy, Make out sessions, Teasing, Fluff, Brief mentions of nsfw ♡

Babette’s/Vivica’s Note — he is honestly so fine I’m sorry but my friend Rosalía wanted some Xavier Thorpe Head-canons so here it is! Merry Christmas guys!♡ pls remember my request box is open!!

— You and Xavier spend a decent amount of time together so he feels no need to sneak into your dorm room, but if something important happens like finals or new class schedules he will meddle in.

— Your roommate usually doesn’t mind if you too just want to chat or cuddle for a bit but if you and Xavier try to get freaky in the sheets your roommate will tell him to get out or simply leave.

— The only way you and Xavier can get it on without anybody catching you is during the weekend where your roommate is hanging out with their own s/o or partying.

— When that happens, expect a lot of teasing, soft kisses on your neck, slight sucking on your collarbone and neck leaving pink tints on your skin, whispering in your ear of what he wants and such.

— When he is in that mood you can definitely tell, his hands are always on a body part of yours but especially your hips,waist,thigh and your lower back leading to your ass

— during that time when you guys kiss, it going increasingly faster and rougher with more heat going in the air and excitement. At the end both of your lips are pretty sore and probably chapped.

- The rush and trill of knowing you too are breaking school rules makes you guys bolder and more risk taking then ever.

— When that doesn’t happen, you guys are most likely cuddling or watching movies..while cuddling. Its difficult to have “ cute study dates “ with him when he doesn’t like to study at all.

— he already feels overwhelmed with school work and the fact he can’t spend time with you because of it he doesn’t want to bring that into your guys alone time.

— During cuddling he is the big spoon( most of the time), he adores having you close to him while he plays with your hair or looking down at you kissing your forehead trying not to wake you up.

- He doesn’t mind being the little spoon at all, he loves having his head in your neck or chest inhaling your perfume/cologne/body mist and have you play with his hair.

— Sometimes he does come unexpectedly, example he could sneak in when he saw your roommate leave..but he expected you to be in the room oh wait! Your in the shower!

— He usually finds it funny to flush the toilet just to hear your loud gasp from the sudden change of water Or he will leave you be and look through your stuff and maybe take a shirt of yours or perfume/cologne/body mist of yours.

— he will bring his sketch book with him and draw the layout of your side of the room and rip it out and hang it on your wall if he sees any tape in sight, he will occasionally make drawings with a splash of color for you to hang up.

— you guys try your best to make the best out of the time you guys have because at the end you too know that Xavier is going to have to go back to his dorm :(

Thanks for reading I really appreciate it <3 my dms are open for anybody

I hope this helps for anyone who needs it

Your life is your own.Don't waste it trying to be what others expect you to be.Don't sacrifice your happiness to make everybody happy.Don't give up on your dreams to build other peoples dreams.Your life is your own.

Be who you want to be, I love you

If you enjoyed this post please check out this one as well tysm!!!<3

Dating Xavier Thorpe head canons<3

꒰ ⊹ ˚ . Summary — Head-canons of dating Xavier Thorpe:)!

contains of — Cuddles,Flirting,Pet Names,Teasing,Nsfw and Sfw Moments & much more ♡

Babette’s/Vivica’s Note — So for any spaces that are like “ ____ “ that would be your name I noticed a lot of people don’t like y/n so I decided to change it! I’m officially going to start writing and taking requests of Xavier Thorpe I find him very interesting and fun to write so im excited for this and I hope you enjoy! ♡ remember my request box is open!

KISSES! — He loves all kind of kisses, on the head,forehead,cheek,hand but he mostly adores the one on the lips.

no matter what your height is he always makes sure he kisses you or makes you kiss him when greeting him or engaging goodbyes to each other! Sorry ___ he just adores having his lips on your gorgeous soft lips!

If you wear chapstick he loves licking his lips after finding out what flavor your chapstick is, it’s like a guessing game for him he enjoys it!

If you wear lipstick he is down bad for that, as you know Ajax said he has a dark side, i picture that as a possessive side so I picture that he loves having your lip stains on his lips/ cheek or neck as much as he loves marking you as his, he also loves being marked up by you It shows everybody that he is yours!

HAIR! — he adores his hair obviously but he doesn’t take much good care of it, so he loves when you offer to clean his hair like a those salon hair washing kind of things.

His hair is pretty sensitive so when you are styling his hair or putting it up in a bun he does whimper or be dramatic and be like “ OW JESUS ____ THAT HURT! “ but overall he loves when you style his hair even though the process can be a pain in the ass.

When you guys are cuddling, he plays with your hair and smells it and genuinely wonders what conditioner do you use because it smells like ( your favorite conditioner scent ). He occasionally makes tiny braids in your hair and loves undoing them to see the little waves it makes it your hair!<3

SONGS — two words Arctic Monkeys. Music is actually a big part of his life, he always turns to it when he is happy,excited,nervous,mad, or upset. So when you came in his life he automatically showed you his playlists and bands he enjoys, when he doesn’t want to talk about his emotions in detail he will just ask you to cuddle him while music on his playlist plays in the background..

Bands : Chase Atlantic, Arctic Monkeys, Cigarettes after sex, The neighborhood, Nirvana.

Artist’s : Eminem, The Weeknd, Steve Lacy, TV girl.

PET NAMES — He gives you the most cutest but annoying and cringe pet names ever, sometimes because he is a simp or he just likes messing with you in private and public.

the pet names depends on his mood, sometimes you are the light and brightness in his life and he calls you baby, my love,princess but when he upset he would call you babe or a short version of your name ( ex. My name : babette Short Ver : bette ) or when he mad he would straight call you by your name:(

The names he loves being called is baby, babe, Xavi, handsome, cutie ( shush on the cutie part ) and some nicknames in your language ( ex. Mon Cher/ Mi amor )

The total list of nicknames for you is : baby, babe, gorgeous, Angel, pretty, my love, Princess, Sweetheart, Doll-face ( when he is messing w/ you )

CUDDLING — big spoon, little spoon he does not mind at all. He just wants to be able to hold you or have physical contact with you and have you close to him feeling you breath on him and occasionally share kisses.

Big spoon. He enjoys having that sense of protection over you, it makes him feel happy that your safe and useful to your needs, but he can play with your hair or look down at you and kiss your nose and tell you pretty things. (Ex. You are so gorgeous/ I love you so much you don’t even know it)

Little spoon. He does love when you pamper him and make him feel special, having physical touch as his love language he adores when you are all physically clingy and all over him hugging him and kissing him( add a little flirting in there and boom turn on for him ) he does enjoy being between your thighs and having his head on your stomach(lifting it and placing gentle kisses leading up to your chest) after a long day or just having trouble with grades, his dad or having Bianca constantly bugging him he loves nothing more than just to come to his or your dorm to just cuddle and relax and forget everything around him.

NSFW!!

KINKS — hair pulling kink, Praise kink, Size kink, Marking Kink, Biting kink. ( daddy kink not so sure of )

Like I said his hair is sensitive so when you guys are in the mood and making out, if you pull his hair harder then usual he will definitely moan loudly in your mouth and maybe bite your lip because of the pain of it also but pleasure outweighs the pain;)

For the praise kink, when you are riding or sucking him off he gives you so many praise because he knows it will butter you up and give you more strength to keep pleasing him( sometimes he can be little selfish in bed sorry</3 ) for him ooo boy does he love it, it lets him know that he is doing his job at pleasuring you and giving him a huge ego boost at him being the “ only one “ that can fuck/pleasure you that good.

Him being taller than you also unleashes his inner dark! Possessive dominant side like bad, he loves how he towers over you and can back you up against a wall without pinning you or shoving you. But don’t get me wrong he loves pinning you down(specially to his bed) when he fucks you he smirks at the hand difference you guys have when he has your arms criss cross while his hand is holding your arm/hand together his other hand is holding your boob or hip holding you down.

hickeys, bruises, lip stains, STAT!!!! Sometimes during sex his possessive side comes out and definitely feels the need to mark you in every single possible way to let everybody know that ____ ____ ( name and last name ) is taken by the very infamous Xavier Thorpe and that you belong to him and him only. He enjoys hearing you gasp or your breath hitching when he licks the spot he is going to kiss and mark, he is very rough when giving you hickeys so they usually come out as a purple ish color when you guys are feeling vanilla they will come out as a pink peach color as a subtle “ teehee I got railed 🤭”

TURN ONS — eye contact, lip biting, flirting, physical touch, neck kisses.

During sex, he wants your eyes on him and him only, no closing your eyes no looking to the side just him, it’s either him or his gorgeous body, if you are bold or you guys have done this before, expect it to be a every time thing, if you do look away he will harshly grab your chin while fucking you to MAKE you look at him once you get the hang of it he will let go.

if you are kinda shy or first time he will go gentle and lay a little lower while thrusting and whisper little praises and if you do keep looking away he will slow down his pace and softly grab your chin and say “ hey, it’s okay your doing great so be a good girl and look up here for me “

Lip biting. He definitely has a fascination with your lips no matter how big or how small he just loves the color they are and how soft they are, so when you are concentrating really hard and bite your lip or inner lip he goes wild and licks his own lips in the process, when your face in crunched up in pleasure and biting the side of your lip he eats that shit up, he can’t help but feel even more turned on then he was before.

During cuddling when you kiss his neck or chest you are definitely hinting that your horny and he loves when you do that, not only does he find it cute when you do it but also pleasure and loves being marked up by you, or sometimes when he hugs you from behind he kiss your neck or shoulder you can tell he wants something sfw or nsfw.

When you are extra touchy like rubbing his thigh or running your hand up and down his chest and stomach that’s a way to get him up and running he enjoys your touch, maybe a little to much but it just makes him imagine all the ways you can touch him and pleasure him, it gets so bad that he has to try some of the things he just imagined.

SEX PLAYLIST — definitely has one of the best ones, and will sometimes fuck you to the beat to some of the songs

Songs : I wanna be yours - Arctic Monkeys

Superman ( feat. Dina Rae) - Eminem

Into it - chase Atlantic

Call Out My Name - The Weeknd

Streets - Doja cat

High Enough - K.Flay

B.E.D - jaccquees

Under The Influence - Chris brown

Swim - Chase Atlantic

Soft core - The neighborhood

The list goes on and on after all this man has energy( big dick energy too )

Thank you so much for reading!! My request box is open and yeah!! Check out my other works if you have time!!<3 Happy Wednesday!!! Just remember Your peace is more important than understanding why something happened the way it did Let it go!!

I am once again bored and wanting to write. Anyone interested in a Love and Deepspace Match-Up drop in a DM.

Toss in your age/personality/fun facts about yourself and if you have a preference for the typical 4 romance options or if you're down to be matched with anyone in the cast. If you want NSFW or Fluffy specifically please tag it also!

Example of match up request format:

"Hello, my names Lychee, 29, I would like a match up with the main 4, (and or other cast included.) I would prefer fluff/or nsfw.

Insert your hobbies/interests/personality stuff about yourself here."

*As part of the match ups, please do not include which your main romance is as I am challenging myself based on vibes alone!*

Hi! Hope you're doing well! Feel free to ignore me if you're already getting too many asks! Both nsfw/fluff ok!

I go by Lucky, 24, ENFP, Leo ✨. I'd like to be matched up with one of the main 4.

For my personality, I pride myself in being funny (sometimes), caring, a little hyper, and very passionate. I feel things strongly which means I do have a temper but also that it's very easy to make me happy. My hobbies are drawing, writing, and reading. I also love (over)analysing any media I come across. I am a certified Yapper. Random stuff: My favorite animal is the fox; I love teasing my friends and being overall a menace; I play video games but I'm bad at them; 95% of the time I'm oblivious to my surroundings (glasses need to be worn for a reason!!); despite being an extrovert, I don't like clubs or big parties.

Thank you so much for taking the time to do this ꉂ(ˊᗜˋ*)♡

Heya! I'm going to match you with Xavier - with him being more of a homebody I can totally see you both staying home on a rainy day snuggled up and playing video games together. Being good at the games doesn't matter in the slightest to him since this is the same nerd that's reading books on how to beat the claw machines. He is however nodding off during games and if you're in an online game that requires coordination you're going to have to elbow him once in a while. He's nodded off while tanking one of the bosses you both were fighting before, your teammates voices did not wake him up ☠️.

He's also going to try and compensate for it but if he sucks at it too he's just happy to be by your side spending time with you regardless.

He thinks your glasses are adorable as well and if you lose them he's perfectly content with being your eyes for the day until they're located.

He also finds your passion endearing, understanding it's a rush of emotions. So when he's watching you run around with friends throughout the day? He's going to have to tease you later on in the night. Comparing your likeness to that of a fox, cunning, sly, fiery yet full of love and affection for those close to you, he goes on making one off compliments that make you get more and more flustered as he goes on. A grin spreads across his face as he continues, laughing as he watches your ears light up in embarrassment as he continues to tease you further, extending his arms out to you so you could burrow your face in his chest.

"Who would've thought, the Bunny making the Fox shy. Maybe we'll have to get you a set of ears too."

Laughing even harder when he feels you dig your fingers into his side in retaliation attempting to tickle him.

☆.｡.:* 𝘼𝘽𝙊𝙐𝙏 𝙈𝙀

𝐧𝐞𝐯𝐚 .｡.:*✧ 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐲/𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐦 - 21

irish ☆ non-binary ☆ autistic

multifandom ☆ it (2017) lover

☆.｡.:* 𝘽𝙔𝙁

i cannot stop minors from viewing or interacting with my work. but i'd appreciate it if any minor intreracting with my work would be atleast 16+ (if you are below that age, just do not interact. you will be blocked.)

this blog contains dark content. beware.

reader will always be afab refered to as they/them.

i write what i want to. i decided to not take requests (wich i did before). thoughts are alway welcome though ! :)

DNI IF RACIST/XENOPHOBE/TRANSPHOBE/HOMOPHOBE ETC.

at 51 pity, pulling for Sylus this time cause raphie's b'day is coming soon and I'll pull for the fishie then.

update: I got zayne insteaddddd😅😅😅

Love and deepspace hcs!☆

Characters: Rafayel, Xavier and Zayne

C/w: none! Fluffy head canons for the main love interests in game!

A/n: hi guys! It’s been quite a long time :) i hope everyone has been doing well! Recently I’ve been obsessed with this game, the graphics and art is so good..hope you all enjoy!

Rafayel;

Apart from being sassy, deep down Rafayel loves your company. You’re the only one who stands him, despite his “bratty humor”, and more so how he wants to be your center of attention 100% of the time

Rafayel adores aquarium dates, or ones that involve his art, like an art exhibit that he meticulously prepared with his entire being. He thinks you’re cute whenever you point at one of his paintings; the same one that he dedicated for you

The only thing he expects from you the most is your time and dedication like said before, although, he loves it when you buy him things like fruits or ocean-themed plushies (even if he doesn’t admit to having 5 plushies on his bed)

Rafayel will definitely tease you by saying he didn’t get you anything when he’s not even trying to hide the jewelry box behind his back. Which in fact, is filled with family heirlooms and things like jellyfish inspired earrings or a whale bracelet..he intends in marrying you one day so it means a lot to him how you accept it!

Has the most exclusive nicknames for you, like his flower, the shine of his eyes, his ocean pearl..they’re mostly related sea terms but nothing out of the ordinary.

Xavier;

Always has a spare set of pijamas whenever you come over to stay during the night. Sometimes, he’ll match with you while in others, Xavier wears little clothing if it’s a hot summer night

His favorite type of dates is going to the observatory during a cold night, especially if he gets to share a blanket under the stars with you

Xavier is more of a simple guy, he doesn’t like over the top expensive gifts and would prefer things like flowers, a new bedsheet set, plushies…

However, when it comes to gift you things, Xavier would do anything (even if it was impossible to do so) like bringing down a star from the night sky for you. He opts in giving you a star/sun necklace that matched with his moon one

Xavier isn’t used to calling you his, although it’s cute whenever he gets shy, holding your hand while walking under the stars whenever he gets the chance to do so. But his favorite nickname is “his star”

Zayne;

Even with his busy schedule, Zayne makes time for you, or invites you to spend lunch with him. After all, he was pleased to see you smile while interacting with the restaurant’s cat.

He loves outdoor dates since he’s cooped up in an office most of his time, although Zayne wouldn’t mind inviting you to a restaurant or going to an arcade during the afternoon

Zayne loves to give you jewelry, simple things like charms for your bracelet or rings that end up matching with his and he will never ask for anything back. He actually dislikes seeing you spend money for him, after all, he wouldn’t hesitate to spoil his beloved

Even if he hates it when you spend money on him, Zayne is fond of flowers and keeps some in his home. You also buy him a phone case with a small cat design because his phone is in need of one.

Loves calling you his beloved, even more behind closed doors. Nicknames like my love, dearest, darling are his favorites for you

Let’s talk about it

Characters: Xavier/fem!reader

C/w: 1.5k! First person pov (read at your own risk..) soft sex, couch sex, cowgirl position, sex therapy(?), rough sex (ish?) dick piercing..

A/n: A mishap occurred, I got an anonymous request to write about Zayne coming home from work and having sex with the reader as a way to de-stress..and I read that as Xavier so I apologize but that fanfic is now in the making so don’t worry anon your fic is in process ;)

Hearing the house keys jingling against the front door, I was quick to get up on my feet to receive my loving boyfriend with a hug and warm smile that he always loved. However, upon opening the door, Xavier’s face looked..exhausted. He tried his best to smile and greet me like he’d normally would but I knew something was up.

“Good evening..should I go run the bathtub while you settle in from work?” I asked softly while holding his free hand as the other rubbed his eye, a sign of sleepiness while Xavier yawned.

“That would be..wonderful my dear, I hope it’s not much of a trouble for you” He said, almost apologetically as I kissed him, that was enough to reassure him that I was fine with it. After the bath was prepared, I called Xavier into the bathroom, placing some final touches like his favorite fragrance to the water and a bathbomb to accompany it, hints of lavender and mint infused the room while he entered, sighing, almost at peace.

“I hope this helps you relax a bit, we should talk about your day once you’ve refreshed yourself” Xavier nodded, not having the strength to answer as he kissed my forehead. I decided to then heat up some leftovers from yesterday’s dinner that ended up with kisses and cuddling at a late hour, though nothing happened unfortunately. The stress of being able to help many people was getting to Xavier, little by little until it all built up. Without having anything to do while waiting for the food to reheat, I walked by the bathroom, listening to the moans and grunts from inside, trying to peek from the small door crack. He looked so blissful after his orgasm that I nearly forgot the food on the stove. Just as I ran towards the kitchen, Xavier finished showering, a more relaxed face upon his features as he held his towel, looking my way

“Is everything okay? Did you burn the food again..?” He asked, sighing while going towards the laundry room and the living room soon after.

“No…? Okay, almost but it’s fine really!” I replied, sighing as he settled in the small love couch we’ve spent many nights on, the memories coming back to me as I prepared our plates for dinner. It was in that same furniture that I had my first orgasm, he was so gentle and caring; like he’s always been of course. Snapping out of my thoughts, I handed Xavier his plate while we watched an episode of our favorite series.

We finished dinner quicker than expected and all of our attention was taken away by the tv; or at least Xavier’s. I found myself staring at the choice of pants he wore, gray sweatpants that were usually not worn by him and shoved into the confines of our shared closet unless a special event came up. Without realizing, he chuckled softly, lowering the volume of the television as Xavier grabbed my hand.

“You’re staring, is something on my face? Or rather, my pants?” Oh. I knew he wasn’t that dumb or oblivious to anything I did, Xavier was always so attentive to any small details, whether it was my appearance or a change in my mood; It was so difficult hiding anything from him.

“Have you ever thought of talking about your problems or day while having sex?” I inquired, his face softened, has he dreamt about this before? Before I could even return back to my normal thoughts, Xavier already pressed my body against the sofa. His mouth nipped at my neck, traveling down towards my collarbone while responding.

“All the time, but, I never knew if you were into that, you know the last thing I would do is make you uncomfortable, right?” His soft lips met mine in a quick but gentle gesture. My arms wrapped themselves around Xavier’s neck, caressing his hair while making out with him. The friction between our clothes was enough to leave me whining against his mouth.

“I..know but, would you like to try it, today?” I paused, coincidentally at the same time he stopped feeling me up to look into my eyes with a smile, something telling me it was the beginning of something great for us.

“It’s all up to you, it’s not necessary to have sex just to talk about stuff, however..it would help out in other things..” Xavier’s hands took control of my thighs, wrapping them around his clothed waist as he began to mimic what it would feel like if we were fucking at that moment, in other words, teasing me. With his consent, I grabbed the hem of his sweatpants, (after briefly hustling to get him under me) admiring the way his cock sprung out while tossing the pants and underwear aside.

“I’ve missed this..truly.” He chuckled at my remark as I kneeled, grabbing his thighs while deepthroating him in one go, nearly gagging on his cock. Hearing my boyfriend moan was absolutely rewarding, especially since the piercing he had was indeed sensitive to each small touch given to it; the small prince albert piercing was enough to make my mouth drool. Bobbing my head up and down, his hand grabbed a hold of my hair, pressing my head onto his dick while grunting.

“T-that’s it..! Ah..please..! I’m gonna-!” I parted away from his cock, giving it a few more strokes. His cum shooting across my face in long white streaks; Xavier’s face was a bit red, mostly due to his overstimulation and embarrassment, making me chuckle as he leaned down to kiss me.

“This is..far from over, you know that right?” He nodded, allowing me to sit on his lap all pretty while he helped me get rid of his cum on my face. Moments later, I sunk onto his dick, pressing my hands against his shoulders for support while his hands grabbed my waist, letting him do all the work of thrusting into me.

“Work was so..ngh..tedious today. I had to deal with so many..people- ah fuck..! All so that I could come back to see you” Xavier explained how some wanderers attacked one of the bases that had vital information in. His thrusts became quicker and loose as he kept venting of his day. A sharp thrust made me moan as the highlight of his day was told.

“But..nothing ever beats coming here and wishing to fuck you like this every..single..day. Oh, c-can I?” He asked so softly, his voice nearly a whisper as I nodded, hips rutting to meet mine feverishly while cumming deep inside. Our lips met again, not wanting to let go as Xavier hugged me tightly, wanting to spend some warmth together.

“Feeling better now? If not, you know there’s always round two for more; both ranting and fucking” I spoke, breaking the silence of the room while Xavier’s eyes grew with lust. He smiled while pushing me onto the couch one last time, still connected while lazily thrusting forwards against my overstimulated and stuffed pussy as I moaned.

“Oh so you want me to keep going?” I nodded, my hair splayed against my back, moving sometimes; especially if Xavier thrusted harshly while telling another one of his encounters of the day. After another couple of rounds, he nearly collapsed into my embrace as I chuckled, kissing him to wake Xavier up while he smiled.

“Wait here, I’ll be back” Whispering, Xavier left momentarily after kissing me softly, pulling out from my cunt as I whined. It seemed he was looking for a towel or something to take care of me afterwards. However, I heard the shower run as he came by to carry me towards it.

“You didn’t have to..a towel would’ve been fine” I spoke, sighing in relief as my body made contact with the warm water, my eyes drifting over to Xavier’s body that joined mine in the tub. He clasped my hand softly, kissing the top like a gentleman.

“Of course I had to, I shouldn’t hesitate to take care of you at all times.” His gaze softened upon meeting my own. Lips crashing into one another as he chuckled, pressing my hand against his soft abs while speaking.

“Seeing you like this makes me crave another round..” I smiled, getting out of the tub and wrapping a towel around my body while Xavier did the same but around his hips.

“Weren’t you tired a few moments ago?” His laugh made me laugh alongside him. We got dressed in our favorite couple’s pajamas, my body pressed against Xavier’s as he wrapped his arms around me. A small yawn fell from his lips, murmuring something that made me smile

“I am now..goodnight my dearest” Xavier’s head rested upon my chest, serving as a pillow while a hand grabbed one of then, as long as he was comfortable, nothing could ever disturb me.

In another life, perhaps

Characters: Love and deepspace boys x gn!reader

C/w: Angst, events in which the boys remember a specific memory with you before returning to the reality. Reader calls Rafayel “Raf” for short and he calls them his beloved. First person pov !

A/n: I’ve never almost written angst before so 😭 I’m in the making of a few love and deepspace fanfics so..we’ll see <3

Xavier

It was the first time I’d see him cry. Xavier’s tears ran down his cheeks while looking up at the stratosphere. The stars seemed to shine bright for him, as Xavier turned towards me, he held my hand close to his chest where his heartbeat was. Almost as if he didn’t want to let go, I then looked up at the same starry sky that he was staring at a few moments ago. A shooting star appeared suddenly, my eyes never leaving it as I spoke.

“Did you make a wish?” I inquired, wiping his tears away while watching as he drew me closer.

“Yes, of course I did”

“What did you wish for?” His eyes were glossy as Xavier responded, brushing stray hairs away from my face.

“I wished..to have you by my side, always.” I chuckled, hitting his chest slightly as Xavier watched with an amused face.

“You’re so silly! Of course I’m going to be here forever, do you ever doubt it?” More tears streamed down his face, sitting close to the gravestone while placing some white lilies, whispering his final goodbyes

“Promises don’t last forever after all..but I’ll be waiting somewhere, if the stars allow us to meet again”

Rafayel

“Why are you crying Raf?” I asked, brushing some tears away from his face. Rafayel was pouting slightly as he kept me close, waves crashing against the shore, the only sound surrounding us.

“Who said I was crying?” He spoke, voice cracking as evidence of what he felt at the moment. My hands took hold of his shoulders, leaning against his chest while Rafayel looked at the many seashells that washed up from the current waves. I then grab his chin, pulling him down to see his eyes a bit red from all the crying.

“Your eyes say otherwise, Rafayel. Tell me, what troubles you?” Rafayel then pressed up a conch shell against my ear, allowing me to hear the sounds of the ocean while falling asleep on his shoulder. Waking up minutes later to see that I was still in his arms, a vice grip around my waist supported my body up, almost as if he was afraid of losing me.

“I don’t want to ever forget you, please, stay” My gaze falls upon the necklace around my neck, taking it off and wrapping it around Rafayel’s while smiling

“I’m not going anywhere Raf, I’m sure of that. '' The water felt cold around Rafayel’s body as he submerged himself in the depths of the ocean, trying to keep the memory of them alive, holding the necklace around him softly while staring into the vast sea.

“If only I hadn’t let you go, my beloved”

Zayne

Watching the northern lights while Zayne cried was such a rare sight to see. The always stoic doctor had been reduced to nothing but shambles at my presence, I smiled, hoping it would comfort him as Zayne’s body stood beside my own despite the cold.

“Zayne..?” His eyes looked into mine, trying to get a sense of his current reality while I felt my fingertips go cold due to the freezing temperatures.

“Don’t worry about me..but you’re freezing, allow me.” Without even asking for anything, Zayne’s hands intertwined with mine. A small smile made my worries cease a bit while he kissed my now warm hands so tenderly, what did I even do to deserve this type of treatment from him?

“Are you sure? The northern lights are a sight to behold but..” I trailed off, sitting down on one of the chairs Zayne was kind enough to bring for tonight. My hands never seemed to leave his grasp, almost as if he’d never want to let go.

“If you could ask the universe for anything, what would it be?” My sudden question made Zayne’s face light up slightly, looking at me before gazing at the sky and its beautiful spectacular. He took a deep breath before answering.

“I’d ask the universe..for more time; the one thing I didn’t have to save you and now..I’ve lost you once again.” Zayne glanced now at the empty seat beside him that contained the scarf he gifted her, holding back tears while gazing at the nightly sky.

.·:*⋄𝑴𝒂𝒔𝒕𝒆𝒓𝒍𝒊𝒔𝒕⋄*:·.

𝐅𝐥𝐮𝐟𝐟:☀︎︎ 𝐀𝐧𝐠𝐬𝐭:☾︎ 𝐒𝐦𝐮𝐭:ꨄ︎

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᪥𝑆𝑡𝑒𝑣𝑒 𝑅𝑜𝑔𝑒𝑟𝑠᪥

𝒀𝒐𝒖𝒓 𝑾𝒂𝒎𝒓𝒕𝒉 𝑰𝒔 𝑴𝒚 𝑺𝒂𝒍𝒗𝒂𝒕𝒊𝒐𝒏 ☀︎︎

ఌ︎Summary: (Name) has had a long mission with Steve, and then finally being allowed to sleep, she realized two things. One, the room seemed to be colder than a freezer. Two, it's only one bed.

𝑺𝒐𝒎𝒆𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒏𝒈'𝒔 𝒘𝒓𝒐𝒏𝒈 𝒘𝒊𝒕𝒉 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒎𝒐𝒓𝒏𝒊𝒏𝒈 ☀︎︎ ☾︎

ఌ︎Summary: (Name) has never had the currant to tell Steve about the injuries, afraid of bothering him. Not realizing that it can backfire.

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᪥𝑇ℎ𝑒𝑜𝑑𝑜𝑟𝑒 𝑁𝑜𝑡𝑡᪥

𝑺𝒊𝒄𝒌 𝑶𝒇 𝑻𝒉𝒆 𝑺𝒊𝒍𝒆𝒏𝒄𝒆 ☀︎︎ ☾︎

ఌ︎Summary: Theodore ends you friendship over a rumor spred by Rita Skita.

𝑳𝒆𝒕𝒕𝒆𝒓𝒔 𝑨𝒏𝒅 𝑰𝒏𝒌 ☀︎︎

ఌ︎Summary: She tries to confess by a letter, but it didn't turn out as she though it would.

𝑪𝒍𝒐𝒄𝒌𝒘𝒐𝒓𝒌 ☀︎︎ ☾︎

ఌ︎Summary: Theodore is lonelier than ever, especially after receiving the dark mark. So he tries to find peace in new things. Like Choirs.

𝑼𝒏𝒒𝒖𝒆𝒏𝒄𝒉𝒆𝒃𝒍𝒆 ☀︎︎ ꨄ︎

ఌ︎Summary: Theodore and her venture down a path they'd never stepped upon. Because of Theodore's insatiable desire and her new night dress.

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᪥𝑋𝑎𝑣𝑖𝑒𝑟 𝑇ℎ𝑜𝑟𝑝𝑒᪥

𝑷𝒐𝒔𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝑰𝒏 𝑩𝒐𝒏𝒅𝒂𝒈𝒆 ☀︎︎ ☾︎

ఌ︎Summary: (Name) is in love with Xavier, but can't be sure about his feelings and therefore does nothing. Until the Poe cup, where Xavier desires to make her mind a mess.

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𝑴𝒚 𝑵𝒂𝒗𝒊𝒈𝒂𝒕𝒊𝒐𝒏

𝐏𝐨𝐬𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐈𝐧 𝐁𝐨𝐧𝐝𝐚𝐠𝐞

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Xavier Thorpe x reader

Category: Angst, Fluff

Warnings: none, heartbreak, maybe violence

Summary: (Name) is in love with Xavier, but can't be sure about his feelings and therefore does nothing. Until the Poe cup, where Xavier desires to make her mind a mess.

Words: I have no fucking idè

A/N: this was supposed to be a super long fan fiction that went in-depth and had a great story. But I only had the energy to write the first scene. I hope you'll enjoy it either way. Thank to @eunoiathewriter for the help;)

Yeah

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The sun's autumn beams were stronger today than they had been in a long time and it was refreshing to see the blue sky instead of the grey clouds that were filled with cold rain.

(Name) wished that she could feel more delight in the orange globe, but her skin had been itching ever since she stepped out in the sun.

Yoko did recommend a very good sunscreen a while ago, but (Name) lost her bottle, and didn't think about getting a new one since it was autumn and she thought that the sun wouldn't be as irritating as it was right now.

(Name) adjusted herself in the black-painted canoe, already feeling uncomfortable in the wooden seat. It created a small ripple in the water, and she couldn't help but transfix it since the sun made it look like a thousand shining tears. She loved the water and adored taking a swim in the lake when she used to be young, it was calming and brought her joy which was something that she was always searching for in her life. Joy and content, so she was sure that she was living her best life. But of course, it wasn't easy. It was like, so it wasn't supposed to be.

Someone cleared their throat above her, and her attention away from the beautiful water, to see that Enid we're looking at her with a teasing grin.

"What?" (Name) asked with a perplexed furrow in her eyebrow as a giggle left the blond girl's lips.

Enid looked away from her, and instead fixed her eyes on something to their left, and (Name) slowly followed her gaze to where it was pointing.

When she spotted what Enid was implying (Name) to look at, she snapped her head back towards Enid and gave her a malicious glare, to which Enid returned with a cutesy wink. A habit that had become a costume.

What Enid had been looking at -or rather who- was a boy from one of the opposite teams. A boy with long, light golden hair, that was sadly covered by a mildly atrocious jingling hat.

Her grip on the oar tightened as Xavier playfully smiled at his teammates, for it felt like she was going to throw up butterflies. Not many knew that she had a romantic interest in Xavier, and she intended to keep it that way for as long as possible. If it was something she despised, it was when people she barely knew were up and rummaging through her personal life.

Then, absolutely out of nowhere, a shot tore her eardrums, jubilees from other students echoed over the lake, and her teammates yelled at each other to row faster. She hadn't even realized that Weems had been speaking in the first place.

The autumn wind blew coldly against her face as they accelerated, and water splashed against her hands, perfect droplets landing on her black nail polish. A shiver ran down her spine when the tip of her sleeves got wet, and for only a second she lost her attention to the race and tried to roll up her sleeves.

"Duck!" Someone shouted, and (Name) felt a hand press down her head from behind, making her barely miss the axe that came swinging towards her.

"Pay attention." Wednesday chastised her. (Name) pursed her lips, she was about to apologize, but it got caught in her throat as one of the four canoes was split in half as it crashed into a big red object in the middle of the river. The people in the boat flew off it on the impact, and with screams landed in the murky water.

Something, like a shadow, swished under the canoe, and she bit the inside of her cheek in both nerves and expectation.

But nothing happened, and they were seeing the end of the tunnel as their water road got smaller and the small dock was able to be spotted. The clowns got to port first, which left a taste of disdain in her mouth along with with a pinch of annoyance. She watched as one of them left the boat to run into the forest, right for the flag hidden amongst the leaves. But she didn't see who it was.

Barely a minute after, their canoe made contact with the sore, jerking slightly at the impact.

"Who will get the flag?" (Name) hastily questioned while tying the boat.

"I think that-" Enid began but was interrupted by Wednesday.

"(Name) should get it, she is the quickest on her feet. And the canoe needs to be guarded." (Name)'s eyes shot up to meet Wednesday's in absolute shock. But Wednesday we're visibly stuck in a stare-off with Enid.

"Fine." She settled and proceeded back to sit in the boat, seeming to have a few phrases exchanged with Thing. (Name) looked on Wednesday again, wanting to complain that she was an awful choice. But she didn't leave any room for (Name) to kvetch and gave her persistent nod before turning away.

And they were short on time, so she clenched her jaw and began to jog into the autumn.

Finding the flags wasn't hard, but pulling her team flag out of the pile of stone was proven to be harder than she assumed. It was shoved in between three big stones, and they were squeezing the end of the flag into a position that was difficult to manipulate.

Even though she did consider herself to be a moderately strong person, excluding the perks of being an undead, bloodsucking creature, this was getting ridiculous.

She braised one of her legs against the stone and gave it a last wag before she yanked at it with all of her strength, and finally, it came out.

But the backlash was that she lost her balance and fell straight down on her back, dropping the flag in the process.

A hiss of beating pain that bloomed in her back escaped her, and the air left her lungs. So she had no choice but to lay on the ground just so that she could get her breath back.

"What are you doing?" The question startled her, and her eyes shot open to be met with the clown-painted face of Xavier.

Her body tensed and she quickly swallowed the embarrassment and nerves down her tight throat.

"I fell." She voiced, almost like a robot. Xavier scoffed as his feet shuffled around by her head, where he was standing.

"You don't say." She didn't answer, mostly because she felt like there wasn't an answer, otherwise because she felt close to speechless.

There was a quiet second as Xavier waited for an answer that wouldn't come before he realized that he was waiting for nothing, and instead, he walked over to her feet where the flag had rolled away.

She began to slowly push herself off the ground, grunting as her back stretched from the comfortless position. And at the same time, she didn't dare to look away from Xavier, for he now stood his full height, with her flag in his right hand, and his flag in his left. Clenching her fists, she stood up and looked at Xavier, stretching out her hand.

"The flag, Xavier." He looked at her with devious eyes and she pursed her lips in dread as he didn't seem to budge.

"Please, there's no time for this." She didn't want to turn towards desperation to get what she wanted, but neither did she want to see Enid disappointed for another year because her team didn't get the Poe Cup. And especially if she could have done something about it.

He seemed to be contemplating but she knew that he just wanted to tease.

"Alright, since you said please."

He sauntered closer with the black flag extended toward her, and she took a strong grip around the hilt so that he wouldn't be able to pull it away. But she was about to take it completely in her hands, Xavier, pulled quite hard at his end of the flag, sending (Name) straight into his chest with a yelp.

"On one condition."He declared, and she wrinkled her eyebrows in both puzzlements, and to hide her flustered face.

She jerked in surprise as one of his hands came up to her cheek. It warmed against her autumn skin, and the contrast felt like a sunrise. Where night meets day, and the moon gets a glimpse of the sun before she disappeared behind the edge of the earth.

His smooth thumb caressed her skin, and her world ended as the sun in her heart rose.

"You can stop me whenever you want." He whispered.

She would never stop him.

Fingers came under her jaw, and Xavier angled her face towards his. A breath, containing her uncertainty left her cold lips, and something resembling a tidal wave raised inside of her.

Xavier's big, brown eyes met hers, crammed with fierceness and perseverance. (Name) had never seen him look at anyone with the same fire, and she almost questioned if the eyes she was gazing into were Xaviers.

But what disclosed his true self, were the underlying innocence and softness in his eyes. That kind of innocence and softness made him look like the boyish teenager that he truly was. It comforted her, he comforted her in the most unexpected ways.

His breath fanned upon her nose, and she sweetly realized that he'd brought his face closer.

A precious pair of lips were placed upon hers, fitting in between hers like a puzzle, and (Name) found herself wanting to bask in that feeling forever- to never let anything sad, heartbreaking, angry, or frustrating get to her mind again. Only ever live in this silent peace that finally had settled in her heart.

Nature interrupted them, interrupted the moment that she had yearned for, interrupting the fleeting feelings of longing inside Xavier's ribcage.

He broke apart from her as the dry leaves were crushed against the earthy soil, and his panicked eyes passed swiftly over the area, trying to locate the source of the sound.

A glance was thrown toward (Name), and when their eyes came together, like lightning clashing against each other, Xavier's hand swiftly pulled away from her now warm skin, and (Name) could decipher the change of emotions in his face and she realized that she had dragged herself into something painful.

The resting comfort of his face was pulled into regret and anxiety.

Then he swallowed while shaking his head before he ran.

He flew away from her, from her cracking heart and her conflicted mind.

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That's it folks, part 2 maybe?

I have a serious question and I need answers! Do you prefer 1rst person POV, like you, yourself and so on or 3rd pov when it's like she or him to describe the reader. PLEASE GIVE ME ANSWERS.

The Love and Deepspace Boys Trying to Get You to Sleep ⋆｡°✩

Tags: Fluff, teasing, needy boys, mild sexual content, gender neutral reader (I had to re-write so please let me know if I messed up.)

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Xavier is surprisingly softer than you expected when you first met him on your mission together. He’s an incredibly powerful hunter but possesses a quiet and gentle, almost oblivious, aura when navigating everyday life, like a ghost floating through the space he takes up. It should also be understood that this very nature of his makes him affectionate, so much so, that he won’t unwrap his arms around your waist and stop pressing his head to your shoulder as you sit at the kitchen bar, typing on your laptop.

“Are you planning on staying up later than the stars?” he mumbles.

There’s a gentle yawn against your skin from the sluggish man, highlighting just how long he’s been trying to coax you into going to bed.

“I wanted to finish this report for work.”

“The report will be there tomorrow,” he says. You swat away his hand that reaches for the power button on the laptop causing him to pout. He grumbles. “You should go to bed. Otherwise, I can’t sleep.”

Smiling to yourself, you decide to tease him. “Oh, so you’re really trying to get me to go to bed for your own benefit?”

“Well, you can’t very well expect me to do it by myself anymore.” Xavier nuzzles his head into the slope of your neck, cuddling you. “It’s your responsibility since you ruined my sleeping habits.”

“Ruined?”

“Ramshackled,” he repeats quietly, causing you to giggle. With an airy sigh, he presses his weight into you more. “How do you expect me to sleep when I can’t hold you?”

Defeated, you save your work and close the laptop. You swivel in your chair, enough to meet his eye, and cup a hand to his cheek. It never stops being endearing to you how he cutely closes his eyes and angles his head to snuggle your palm.

“Alright, alright, you don’t have to beg.”

His eyes flutter open, and the smile on his face grows as he wraps his fingers around yours. Carefully, he pulls on your hand to bring it up enough to begin to lace your wrist with affectionate kisses, tracing your pulse.

“I thought you enjoyed my begging.”

“That’s different.”

“It isn’t,” Xavier mutters into your skin, pressing another light kiss.

“It is.”

“So, you're resolute about that position?” he questions “innocently”. There’s something mischievous about the glint in those arctic eyes, which makes your face warm. You find yourself breaking eye contact, or else you’d lose it.

“Yes.”

Xavier chuckles then begins to lead his kisses down your arm. “In that case, care to explain the difference in detail, love?”

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“Sleep.”

“But—”

“Sleep.”

Zayne narrows his eyes at you from his side of the bed. You can’t blame him for being a little annoyed right now but the movie you put on to fall asleep was much better than you expected; and instead of falling asleep, you were more awake than ever at a very late one in the morning.

“I’m almost done with the movie,” you tell him, hoping he’ll cut you a little slack this one time.

“Everyone dies at the end of their own stupidity,” he bluntly states and grabs the remote. The television turns off with an overly loud click, and you pout. “Now, sleep.”

Crossing your arms over your chest, you huff. “You’re the worst.”

“I’m fine with that title if it gets you to rest,” he explains with a smooth yawn. “Poor sleep habits lead to bad decision-making later. You’re more likely to develop high blood pressure, and with your heart in particular—”

“I get it. I get it,” you say, wanting to be spared the lecture. Zayne is a good person and a better doctor, but you wish he didn’t worry about you so much just because you might have a little big heart problem. Sighing, you squiggle onto your back and pull the sheets up to your collar, kicking them a little childishly in the process (totally not to let him know that you were not pleased with his spoiling). “I hope you’re proud of yourself.”

“Very.”

Zayne turns over onto his side, away from you, and you frown at the loneliness. Softly, you poke him in the back, once, then twice then a third time before you finally get a hum in response.

“Am I really not getting a good night kiss?”

“Do you need one to sleep?” he asks, his voice deeper from the lack of sleep, urging you to convince him to kiss you even more.

“Duh,” you explain. Slowly, he turns back over to look at you, propping himself up on one arm with a look that says “Is that so” as you continue to ramble. It makes you a little flustered when he watches you so intently. He’s always had this silent dominance that makes you obedient, but you could get what you want from him just as easily with the exact opposite strategy. Cutely, you puff your bottom lip out at him. “There has to be some health benefit to it. Kissing makes people all happy. Happy is good, right?”

It takes a second for him to take in what you say, those smokey eyes closing in on you with thought before he climbs over you. He places both hands at your sides and quickly boxes in your upper thighs with his knees.

“You’re thinking of dopamine,” he says.

“Huh?”

“That makes you “all happy”,” he explains and presses a deep kiss to your lips, leaving you thoughtless and breathless all at once. He moves to your jaw, and you begin to squirm from the pressure of his impassioned lips.

“And Serotonin.”

Another kiss, lower.

“Oxytocin.”

He’s at your shoulder when he starts to nip your skin, and one of his hands moves to ski up the back of your thigh.

“Reduced cortisol.”

Flustered, you grip his arms.

“Zayne, stop, it tickles,” you whine, but it’s the last thing you actually want as he readjusts his position and hovers above you.

His usually neat hair is messier and his breathing a little heavier judging by how his chest laboriously rises and falls. Groaning, you bite your bottom lip as he knowingly leans in and whispers,

“You need it to help you sleep, isn’t that what you said?”

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“Why don’t you just say you don’t love me anymore?”

You look up from your phone screen at the sudden accusation. You’re resting on the couch, your back propped up by the armrest and legs splayed out on the other cushion while Rafayel looks down at you with crossed arms and a less-than-pleased scowl on his face. You’re entirely confused as to what you could’ve done to make him think something like that.

“Huh?”

“You’ve been playing video games for what—the last two hours?” he says, uncrossing his arms to grab your phone. It’s too late to warn him as he glances at the screen, clicking a few times. “What are you playing anyway? An…otome? Sheesh, go ahead and say you want me gone. Come on, tell me you actually hate me.”

Holding in your smile, you shake your head and affectionately roll your eyes. It takes an enormous amount of effort to not laugh as he continues to rant. “So, it’s one of those things. I thought I was actually in trouble.”

And by those things, you mean his dramatics.

“Hush, my complaints are perfectly legitimate,” he demands as he pushes your legs aside and sits on the couch. Leaning over, he flashes the screen at you to show the evidence he has that you’re completely unfair, unfaithful, and downright mean. “What’s this game giving you that I’m not? Are my dashing good looks and even better personality not enough? Is that it?”

Gently, you take the phone from his hand and set it down on the end table. “You’re plenty, perfect even.”

He scoffs and refuses to look at you. “Apparently not. Don’t you ever think about anyone else? What if I want to cuddle with you one day but you’re too busy to notice because you’re playing silly games?”

Ah, there it is. His real want. You never know why he can never just come out and say it.

“Rafayel, do you want me to come to bed and cuddle with you?”

“Want is a strong word,” he remarks but you can see his resolve (can you call it that when he planned to give in all along?) crumbling as he slowly turns back to meet your gaze, “but I wouldn’t be opposed to it. Not that you deserve it or care.”

Humming, you sit up, wrap your arms around his shoulders, and pull him down onto you. Lovingly, you snuggle him, stopping to only take in how red his neck and ears start to get when you squeeze him and start to stroke through his hair. You’re not sure if Lumerians can blow happy bubbles like he claims, but he definitely hums and relaxes his entire body weight to lay on top of you like he wants to sink into your skin.

Teasingly, you coo at him. “You’re so needy.”

“I’d rather say you humans aren’t needy enough,” he fires back as he wraps an arm around your waist and kisses the corner of your lips. “Ah, the sweet taste of victory.”

Giving out a gentle and short laugh, you lightly tap his back. “Go to sleep.”

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𝐉𝐔𝐒𝐓 𝐓𝐇𝐈𝐍𝐊𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐀𝐁𝐎𝐔𝐓 . . .

Zayne, who had to stop wearing a smartwatch because it would alert him about his heart rate that spiked dangerously everytime he found himself around you.

Rafayel, who's ears turn red from the intensity of his blush whenever you get perhaps a little too close to him, brushing a hand over his arm, your knee knocking his underneath the table, all innocent touches that makes him go red.

Xavier, who's opted to start stuffing his hands into his pockets or hoodies so you wouldn't see how they trembled, or how they ached to hold your own. He can at least keep the fidgeting to himself that way.

dating the love and deepspace boys | domestic moments

featuring: rafayel, xavier, and zayne x gn!reader

(´• ω •`) ♡ modern au! can you guys tell raf is my favorite..?

rafayel

a year younger than you. lies to everyone (including you) that he’s actually two years your senior. you only found out he was younger than you when you met his parents, who have his birth certificate framed. 

hates cats. despises them. they fill him with rage (fear). says he’s allergic (he’s lying).

“oh shit raf, this sucks! i guess you can’t move in with me.. i have cats”

“...you have cats?”

“yeah. 3.”

“i’m not allergic. i can move in tonight.”

chronically online. minoring in marine biology and majoring in annoying you. texts you over 200 times a day and if you don’t respond, he’s faking a horrible chronic illness. again. it’s amnesia on wednesdays, appendicitis on thursdays, chronic migraines on fridays… etc..

he has 2 followers on his private twitter. you and thomas. 

over 700k followers on instagram for some reason? he sells paintings on depop (he says it's depop but you’re convinced he sells them for heinous prices on the black market) 

cooks on occasion? has an apron that says kiss me im irish (he's not irish?) made you a tuna cupcake once?? 

pescatarian. not in the vegan/vegetarian way where he refuses to eat red meat but because he’s absolutely feral over fish. (is this cannibalism? he says its not)

lives in a 2 bedroom apartment with you but doesn’t use his bedroom. says your bed is comfier. turned his bedroom into a painting studio (IT’S for the black market you say!!) and sleeps with you. 

“raf,” you sigh. “don’t you have.. homework or something?” 

he sits between your legs, back against your chest as he scrolls through his phone. 

“yeah,” he says. you flick the back of his head because you know he’s smirking. “it’s called assignment: you. due in two minutes.” 

with his free hand, he reaches back mindlessly to grab yours. you sigh, fingers intertwining with his, a reflex as he leans his head back. his eyes meet yours and you can’t help but laugh. 

“well?” you ask, brushing his hair out of his eyes as he squeezes your hand. “what are the assignment details?” 

he chews on the bottom of his lip as he thinks, humming while his eyes wander across your face. he swings your interlocked hands in circles. it’s raining outside, the heater is on, and rafayel is warm like hot chocolate. 

“what?” he says, his cheeks a tinge pink. “you’re looking at me like that again.” a pause. he turns, his head now buried in your chest.

“just studying my homework.” you say, hands instinctively wrapping around his back. the laundry machine is running in the background, rain is falling against the window, and you faintly hear your rice cooker dinging in the kitchen. home, you think, is with rafayel.

“i can hear your heartbeat.” he says, voice muffled. “it’s super fast. you like me or something?” 

“i really like you.” you say, without skipping a beat. rafayel groans into your chest, sighing in discontent. 

“no fair. i’m supposed to be the flirter.” 

you press a kiss onto the top of his head and you feel his body melt into yours. the two of you fall into a warm silence, his breath steady as he traces paintings into your neck. 

“raf?” you mumble, eyes drooping. he hums in response. “did you pass your assignment?” 

he smiles. “with flying colors.” 

xavier

chronic napper. (yapper?) 

has 100 late assignments. failing all of his classes yet got into the top university in your country because he got a perfect score on his entrance exams. you thought he was a nepo baby (turns out he’s just.. smart?)

his procrastination rubs off on you… he is the WORST distraction and he knows it. so smug about it and uses it to his own advantage. will perch on top of you when you’re studying and kiss down your neck until you go to sleep with him. 

lives in the apartment on top of yours but is at your house most days, if not all. you ask him to move in.

“am i not already.. living with you?” 

“don’t you still have your apartment, though?”

“yeah..?”

 is that good for the economy?? is it financially smart? not at all, but he’s too lazy to move out and put his apartment up for lease. 

xavier sleeps with his legs entangled with yours and his arms wrapped tightly around your chest. the air conditioning hums in the background as you scroll mindlessly on your phone, dimming the brightness as you hear xavier stir. 

“sorry xav, did i wake you up?” you ask. he doesn’t respond, blinking the sleep out of his eyes as he glares at your phone. 

“xavier?” you question, swallowing a laugh at his ruffled hair and disheveled clothes. 

“phone down.” he says, voice raspy with sleep and an octave lower than usual. you raise an eyebrow at him. 

“can i get a pretty please in this economy?” 

xavier’s eyes narrow as he snatches your phone away, snoozing the device and placing it on the nightstand next to you. his lips ghost your neck, pressing kisses against your skin as he mumbles incoherently in the dark of your bedroom. 

“xavier-” you breathe, giggling at the sensation. “that tickles!” 

he nips at your neck. 

“bedtime. now.” 

zayne

3 years older than you 

he literally has his whole life together at 27 which scares you so much

“my credit card is your credit card” typa boyfriend

cooks. cleans. has a 9-5. you’re interning at the hospital that he works at (he’s head doctor!!)

you’re just a sweet little intern and zayne is the big bad monster!! everyone at work thinks he hates you because he’s extra strict on you. doesn’t give you any special treatment, ‘ignores’ you most days (but also slips meals into your locker and hands you heat packs on cold days in the hospital)

no one knows he’s dating you until one day someone sees you leaving in zaynes car. 

“oh, you carpool with doctor zayne?”

“huh? no, we live together.”

“you WHAT???”

he’s a virgo……. erm……

the two of you get ready together in the morning. his guard is down when he’s sleepy and he’ll cling to you as he brushes his teeth and does his hair.

you wake up to the cold night breeze, blinking the sleep out of your eyes and shivering as you scan your surroundings. you yelp as you meet the attentive gaze of your boyfriend. 

“huh? whuh? huh?” you splutter, squirming as zayne holds you tighter. he’s carrying you bridal style in his arms, his jacket around your shoulders as the two of you walk to his car. you see the bright lights of akso hospital fading away behind the two of you. 

“it’s two am,” he says calmly, placing you down gently as he opens your car door for you. “you waited for my shift to end. again.” 

you smile bashfully, rubbing the back of your head. “well, i didn’t wanna just leave you!” 

zayne clicks his tongue against the roof of his mouth, eyebrows furrowed but gaze warm. he guides you into your seat, clicking your seatbelt in place. 

“you can nap on the way home,” he says, closing the door and sliding into his side of the car. 

the heater’s on already- courtesy of his super expensive electric car. he fastens his own seatbelt and hands you a hot tea and bread from the hospital vending machine. 

“drink up. doctor’s orders.” 

you grin before he leans over to press a kiss on your lips. 

“thank you for waiting for me.”