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You gotta explain mister!!! What is my earrings doing under your coffee table and lipstick on your couch !!!

Ge is way assertive than I thought.. 🔞🔞🔞

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As of 11/04/24 this has been updated! ALL OF MY LOVE AND DEEPSPACE WORK IS ON TUMBLR ONLY! ANYWHERE ELSE IS NOT ME

Love and Deepspace

Sylus

MC Regrets Pregnancy (MC X Sylus)

Submissive Sylus (NSFW)

Sleepy Time Sauna w/ Sylus

First Time w/ Sylus (NSFW Short)

Miniskirt Queen (Sylus HC)

Foursome with Twins (HC/NSFW)

Black girl hair care

Body Switching AU (all boys linked on post)

LADS men are invited to the cookout (pt. 2 linked on post)

MC goes on a cruise w/ the boys

MC does my tampon is stuck prank

Not so sexy bedroom time (NSFW)

Swimsuit Shopping (all men)

Pubic Hair Imagine (NSFW)

MC Performs Cultural Dance

Who's Caleb? (All men)

MC the Exterminator (all men)

Damn I'm Lucky HC (All men)

LADS Men Comfort Anime

Let's Live Together HC

Xavier Hoodie Imagine

Bitch, I'm Scared HC (All men)

You Cheated HC (All men)

Miniskirt Misfortune HC (All Men)

It's Giving Disney Princess

Juno by Sabrina C Imagine

Grounded (All men/tad angsty)

Speaking Insecurity HC (All Men)

POC HC (all men)

Ideal Type HC (All men)

You're An Actor HC (All men)

Ex storms wedding / MC marries someone else / MC's ex invites them to their wedding (GN)

MC insecure about skin color: Sylus / Zayne / Xavier / Rafayel

Define Cute (all men)

Addams Family MC

LADS Men seeing MC w/ natural hair for the first time

LADS men helping w/ hair care (coarse hair)

MC and the boys eavesdropping on a couple fighting

MC shenanigans with twins

MC who used to be a professional cheerleader

Talking bedroom boundaries (NSFW)

Hospital Stay (all men)

Video Chat Drabble *Suggestive

Vaginal Insecurity Req (NSFW)

Plastic Surgery Req

You Scared Me (All men)

Unfaded Memories (MC Short/ angst)

MC trying to break up with LADS men so they can be with someone who wants children

Life Well Lived

Hold Me (Rafayel) (angst/comfort)

Coming Soon LADS (pending asks/submissions aren't listed here)

Time Travel AU Chaptered Fic (inspo)

Figure Skating AU

Dance Class with Xavier (Sylus x MC ft Xavier)

Host Club Sylus (inspo)

You Wanna Be Me? (MC X Rafayel ft. Sylus) (NSFW)

Prettiest Girl at the Ball (Inspo) (MC x Xavier)

Love and Deepspace (Video Shit Posts) / Photo Inspo

How My MC Would Annoy LADS Men PT 3 (VIDEO)

How My MC Would Annoys LADS Men PT 2 (VIDEO)

Rafayel when MC isn't around (VIDEO)

Dark Skin MC Images / Date Night Inspo / Dark Skin MC w/ Sylus

Dark Skin MC with Xavier / More w/ Xavier / Xavier 3

Dark Skin MC with Rafayel / Couple Vibes /Raf & MC

My MC vibes with LADS Men

MC and LADS meme / Meme 2 / Memes 3 / Memes 4 / Memes 5

Sylus Akira Slide Shit Post

Kaiju No. 8

Hoshina Soshiro x Black Reader (coming soon!)

SHINee (Can be found on AFF)

His Name is Taemin (Reader x Taemin)

My Hero Academia (Can be found on AO3)

I Want A Kid ( Reader x Pro Hero Bakugo)

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so uhm that pull post I worded it wrong

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MC getting a check up and answering a list of standard questions:

Z: Are you sexually active?

MC: Are you serious?

Z: Very.

MC: Zayne, you were with me last night.

Z: Where I was last night is irrelevant. Answer the question.

MC: ......

Z: ......

MC: ...No, I'm not.

Z: Don't lie to your doctor.

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Head empty no thoughts, only LDS in my mind

Dunno if others mentioned it before but I've always thought that the charm sort of thing Zayne always wears on his waist coat signifies something. When they released the Vision Opposées MV, it became more clear what the Devs are tryna cook 🫢🫢

The charm caught my eye right since the beginning and at first I convinced myself that it was just a fancy Z for design purposes. But when I got this memory ( I forgot the name) where his arm garter also had the same symbol, it got me thinking that maybe it isn't just a design after all.

And finally, when they released the MV for Vision Opposées, the minute I saw the figure (most probably MC) walking the infinity loop, I thought that Zayne's and MC's infinitely looping incomplete love is what that charm signifies 🥺

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MC, peeking her head into Zayne's office: Hey, why aren't koalas considered bears?

Zayne, smiling: Because they're marsupials.

MC:

Zayne:

MC: BeCaUsE tHeY'rE mArSuPiALs. No! It's because they don't have the right koala-fications. >:(

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I didn't pull for Caleb.... yeah, I decide to fully commit to Zayne. I'll just treat Caleb as my bestie 🙂‍↕️🙂‍↕️

I mean, how do I cheat on a guy like him?? 🥺

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drunk!mc x zayne

I need a fic of this..

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To see the well-versed, experienced cardiac surgeon in such a state of distress was a sight you were not keen to experience again, and even at the cost of your shared secret, you would do anything to soothe him and bring him down from the adrenaline high.

𝐏𝐀𝐈𝐑𝐈𝐍𝐆 ── Zayne x Scrub Nurse!F!Reader 𝐖𝐎𝐑𝐃 𝐂𝐎𝐔𝐍𝐓 ── 2.1k 𝐓𝐀𝐆𝐒 ── Smut, fluff, pet names, secret relationship, power imbalance, innappropriate use of an on-call room, Greyson is so sick of Zayne's shit ➺ Wall, public, desperate sex, creampie, praise, uniform, size kink 𝐁𝐄𝐓𝐀 ── @smutconnoisseur (my absolute saviour, thank you for buckling in with my utterly insane rambles) 𝐀𝐍𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐌𝐒 ── Keep It Down by Migrant Motel 𝐀𝐎𝟑 ── HERE 𝐀𝐔𝐓𝐇𝐎𝐑 𝐍𝐎𝐓𝐄 ── My first smut I have written in a year, oi vey.

─── 𝑳𝑨𝑫𝑺 ����𝒂𝒔𝒕𝒆𝒓𝒍𝒊𝒔𝒕 ───

The atmosphere was tense — not unlike any other time within the bustling halls of the surgery floor, but this time, the air was thick with apprehension, a dash of uncertainty for what laid behind the double doors of the operating room. 

As though you could feel the gaze of those above in the observation window, you shivered from nerves beneath the countless layers you wore. The shirt you wore was form fitting, as all scrub wear was, but it felt somehow even tighter, closing in around your throat even with the deep-necked collar. 

In front of you were the immovable and ever-focused figures of your superiors. Both were skilled surgeons and almost indistinguishable while gowned in endless layers, but one stood out in particular — he was straight-backed and intently homed in on the chest cavity of his patient while his deft fingers moved with purpose, going from scalpel to scissors, to thread and needles. The occasional, clear command of: “Suction,” came every few seconds to every minute. 

“Doctor,” a voice spoke, clear and kind in tone. 

“We’re almost finished–” Snip.

Footsteps shuffled around you as a few team members re-emerged in new places to better accommodate the final stages of surgery. This singular procedure had been in the pipeline for months, and naturally, they called upon the most skilled surgeon to undertake it, the chief of surgery himself, Zayne. 

Few knew of the intimate relationship between the chief surgeon of Akso hospital and his dedicated scrub nurse — a secret you desperately hoped to maintain.

Time seemed to melt away in a haze of stolen glances and lingering touches, your history together blurring into an intoxicating mix of professional respect and burning desire. A shiver ran down your spine as Zayne declared the surgery complete, his commanding voice sending a familiar heat through your core. 

He stepped back from the patient, his scrubs marked with evidence of his skilled work — crimson streaks and surgical fluids that somehow made him look even more imposing, more powerful.

“Sir,” you said quietly, outstretching your hands to meet him halfway. Your own gloved hands carefully pulled the soiled gloves from his hands to reveal the scrub cuffs of his shirt.

Zayne strode silently toward the sliding, pressurized door leading to the preparation room. A large metal basin gleamed under the harsh downlights. You watched with concern as he gripped its edge, his wrists shaking from strain. 

The door slid shut with an ominous, loud click, leaving you alone with him in the preparation room. 

Your heart raced as you stepped closer, closing the distance between you both. The fingers on your outstretched hand trembled slightly as you reached for the ties of his surgical gown, and the fabric rustled beneath your touch as you slowly undid the knots at his upper back, then lower, each movement deliberate and charged with tension. 

The scrub gown fell away from his broad shoulders, and your breath caught at your proximity to him while you helped him shrug it off. 

With quick, almost desperate movements, you discarded both his soiled gown and your own into the waste bin, the sudden lack of barriers between you making the air feel electric.

The metal of the basin began to creak under his grip, and his shoulders heaved slightly. “Zayne?” you whispered, resting a hand on the back of his bicep. “Are you all right?”

It happened in a whirl — one moment you were standing beside the trembling figure of your lover, and then, the next moment your feet scrambled to keep you upright against the sudden tug of Zayne’s hand gripping your elbow. “Wait, wait, Zay– What’s wrong?” The question sounded sharp to your ears, and he only huffed in reply. 

His footsteps echoed harshly in the eerily deserted corridor outside of the surgery suite, and the sight seemed to bring his mind back into focus. “Come with me.” 

“Where?” you rushed, still jogging to keep up with his long strides. The determined pull of his brow and set line of his lips stirred something deep within you, but you shoved that thought down with extreme force — you were at work, you scolded silently. “They– Won’t they need you back–?”

“No, Greyson will handle it.” His pace increased, as did the rustle of his slacks. The sound caught your attention, but before you could glance down to make sure he wasn’t leaving the OR suite with contaminated clothes, fingers gripped your chin and forced your face upwards. 

You gulped, the flush of heat that coursed through you had nothing to do with nerves or exertion within the operating room. Deep, hazel eyes bore into your own, and his mouth opened around a few words that made your stomach swoop. “I need you.” 

The outline of his face grew blurry, and you blinked. “I– Uh, okay, um–”

“Now.” 

The force of his pull made a squeak of surprise slip past your tight lips, and you were tugged toward the closest on-call room. “But we’re at work–!”

“I don’t care,” Zayne grit out through clenched teeth. The door slammed open, and you rushed inside, him following right behind you. You noticed his grip was still trembling, the twitch of his arm far more noticeable now that his shirt left nothing to your imagination. 

“But– Oh, shit, Zayne!” Your feet were lifted from the ground, and your hands carded through his hair to ground yourself. The sheer volume of your shout made a sense of fear tear through your middle; being caught in such a compromising situation with your superior would spell disaster. “Wait, wait, baby,” you begged, panting against his lips, but he was not deterred. 

While one hand gripped the swell of your ass to keep you in the air, the other moved towards your neck. “No,” Zayne grunted, tilting your head back with his thumb beneath your chin. His lips trailed from your jaw to your collarbone and back up again. “The only way that I will wait,” he continued, his voice lowering into a husked rasp. “Is if you were to tell me you didn’t want this.” 

“No, no I do, please–” The hand pushing your head back vanished, and you lowered your chin to capture his lips with yours — to tease him even further, you nibbled on his bottom lip and grinned as he groaned low in his throat, a silent curse escaping in a sigh. 

“Be quiet for me then, darling.” 

You giggled and shifted in his grip to help pull down the scrub pants you wore, and they fell to your ankles with ease. The sheer strength needed to make such a move made you swoon, a rush of light headedness forcing you to gasp for air. “How can you–?”

“I need you,” Zayne repeated in a low growl. “I need this—need to feel you.” 

The pressure of his hand on your ass increased, and you felt the flutter of fabric against the back of your thigh, followed by the quiet clink of his belt. “Zayne, please,” you breathed, staring at him through half-lidded eyes. Fabric rustled as the waistband of his slacks shifted and fell to his hips. 

"I know," he whispered. His fingers traced along your clothed cunt, drawing a soft gasp from your lips. A knowing smirk curved his mouth as he felt your arousal. "I can feel how much you want this, already so wet for me, my darling girl, hm? Who knew you were so eager." 

The sudden sound of muffled footsteps made you both freeze, your attention now front and center on the fact you were currently half-way up the wall of an on-call room, legs wrapped around Zayne’s tense middle while he teased your clit with the pads of his fingers. Shocks of pleasure shot up your spine as he circled your clit with precision, and his other hand hastily closed your parted mouth. “Shh, keep quiet, darling. You don’t want them to know how well you take it, do you?”

“Shut up and kiss me,” you hissed, the words muffled by his palm. 

Zayne chuckled and stepped closer, the tip of his cock pressing against your clit. “Easy, darling,” he cooed, finally moving his hand away from your mouth. "Open up for me, sweetheart," Zayne murmured, his breath warm against your ear. "Let yourself feel everything–” The push of his cock made your eyes squeeze shut. “Yes, just like that, perfect."

A hitched whine caught in your throat as the pressure grew. “Ha– Oh, my god.” Your forehead fell to his shoulder, and your hands moved from his hair to his broad shoulders. “Don’t– Don’t you dare stop–”

“I don’t plan to, but you have to let me in, baby,” Zayne rasped, his breath hot over the shell of your ear. “You can do it—be a good girl for me.”

Shuddering with the onslaught of sensation, you took a deep breath. The gentle coaxes and praise from Zayne made it easier to breathe, and after several, slow inhales, you nodded slightly. “M’kay.”

A soft brush of Zayne’s lips against your temples made you smile dazedly, and you moaned softly as you felt him withdraw, then gasped at the delicious pressure as he pushed back in. “You must’a been all pent up,” you breathed. 

“You have no idea,” he grunted, and then you felt his resolve snap. 

The pitch of your moans increased as Zayne lost himself in you, the slide of the plaster wall while the force of his thrusts kept moving you up the wall behind you pulled at your shirt and exposed your lower stomach — the feeling of his own shirt against the strip of bare skin only made the intensity of your pleasure burn hotter. “Za– Ohmygod, you feel–”

“How you can be so tight, baby,” he growled, his forehead now resting against your sternum. “I can’t last– Fuck, I can’t.” 

The outward curse made you gasp, your heart raced to keep up with the rush of pleasure he gave you. “Give it to me, please—I need it, Zayne, ohgod–”

“You’ll have it.” 

Your scrub shirt rustled and you squeaked as you were pulled back down the wall, now eye to eye with him. “I want to watch you, see how pretty my darling is when she loses herself over my cock.”

“Don’t–” 

“Don’t what?” The few strands of hair that brushed against the very top of his glasses now stuck to his forehead. “I cannot help but be greedy for what’s mine.”

“Oh– Zayne, Zayne,” you chanted, the sudden burn all consuming as the coil in your stomach grew unbearably taut. “Please, ‘m so close, please!”

The sounds and mewls of pleasure that fell from your parted lips were silenced by his own, a kiss that was all teeth and tongue — the feeling of being consumed from the inside out by him blurred your vision around the edges with its intensity. 

“Give it to me, baby. Give it all to me, come on,” he coaxed, voice rough against your lips, and his harsh pants for air only added to the litany of sensations. “Come apart for me, that’s it–”

“Zayne!”

Waves of pleasure crashed over you as your senses overloaded — blood rushed in your ears, your thighs trembled uncontrollably against his sides, and your toes curled in your shoes. Your fingers desperately sought anchor; one hand gripped his broad shoulder while the other tangled in his hair, pulling him closer as ecstasy consumed you completely.

“Fuck, oh god, fuck,” Zayne groaned deeply, his hips stuttering to a stop as your walls clenched around him. “I’m going to–” His words cut off with a guttural moan as he came, flooding you with warmth that triggered another wave of pleasure through your oversensitive body. Each subtle movement of his cock inside you drew out more delicious aftershocks.

“Please,” you hoarsely begged, putting your arms around his shoulders to pull him closer. He moaned in reply and tucked his face into your neck, all while rocking in place to ride out what pleasure was left. 

The room filled with your shared breaths and soft moans as you squeezed around him deliberately, making him press even closer. “You're quite unprofessional,” he rumbled against your neck, his smile evident in his voice. “And such a troublemaker too.”

You let out a wicked laugh, ignorant of the footsteps outside in the corridor, and squeezed around him deliberately, delighting in the strangled gasp that escaped his throat. “Oh, that's rich coming from the one who just had to have me against a wall at work. So much for being professional, Doctor.”

“Hush.” ​​His hands slid from your hips to your waist as he let out a breathless chuckle. "If I were you, I would be more careful with that mouth of yours, darling. We still have half a shift to get through." The warning in his voice held a playful edge that made you shiver with anticipation for when he would drive you home.

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zayne & rafayel in their mind when mc says they can hang out again.

(this is lowkey rafayel coded but I thought it would funny if this is what zayne acts like in his head cause he’s a big softie.)

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nsfw mdni

zayne asking you to read out loud a medical report while he has you bent over his table in his study.

zayne's large frame covering your body as he watches you struggling to read a one simple sentence.

the words blur together, their meaning slipping from your grasp. you can’t make sense of them, let alone read them in the haze of pleasure.

it's your fault really, teasing him when he was trying to concentrate on his work. so he decides to give you a taste of your own medicine.

he has you starting over from the beginning every single time you make a slip up. all the while he slides his cock in and out of you, just the tip, just enough to drive you crazy.

his large palm traces a path down your spine as you whimpers, and if you try to grind your hips towards him, guess what? "start over."

again

again

and again

you've lost count of how many times you've read the same sentence over and over. you've lost count on how many times he's stolen you of your release. and only when you're a blabbering mess, unable to speak, let alone read, and begging him to fuck you, he will give in.

and that's not even the end. then he'll keep ramming his cock into you until you can't take it anymore, holding you up by the waist when your legs give in while he whispers sweet words into your ear.

zayne is the guy to have you read his work aloud while he fucks you (i didn't say that!)

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𝙼𝙰𝚂𝚃𝙴𝚁𝙻𝙸𝚂𝚃 𐙚 ‧₊˚ ⋅

(Characters belong to Love & deepspace)

Characters i write for : Zayne,Sylus ,Rafayel, Xavier, Caleb

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୨ৎ scenarios 𐙚 smut ᡣ𐭩 headcanons ๋࣭⭑shorts

➥ ୨ৎ Going to bed after argument,¹ pt 2(sylus,zayne)²

➥ ୨ৎ Their favourite positions ⁶

➥ ୨ৎ How he kisses you ⁷

➥ ᡣ𐭩 Makeup sex headcanons⁸

➥ ୨ৎ Talking to your baby bump ¹³

➥ ୨ৎ When he's drunk and gets clingy ¹²

➥ ୨ৎ When You get drunk and clingy

➥ ୨ৎ When you are sore Morning after(Zayne, Rafayel)⁴

➥ 𐙚 When he eats you out ¹⁴

➥ ୨ৎ When you wear Bunny costume on Halloween (their reactions)

Requests

➥ ୨ৎ When you have asthma attack

Rafayel

➥ ๋࣭⭑ Rafayel being a small spoon³

➥ ๋࣭⭑ Trying for a baby ⁵

Zayne

➥ 𐙚 Zayne x fem! Reader¹¹

➥ ᡣ𐭩 Taking bath together headcanons ⁹

➥ ๋࣭⭑ You are my world

Sylus

➥ 𐙚 Spicy times⁰

Xavier

➥ 𐙚 Birthday Sex

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Status: ongoing

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SPOILERS FOR STEAMY PROXIMITY (Zayne’s new promise card)

Poor Greyson why is it always his ass getting traumatised. First the birthday event now this 😭 Also bro doesn’t know about Hidden Motive.

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⭑⋆˚࿔.ᐟaccidentally sending them a sexy pic in a dress! (pre relationship)

ft. xavier, zayne, rafayel, sylus

⭑ content. fluff & minor crack

⭑ a/n. my first smau! maybe i'll make a part 2 with nsfw :P tried my best to keep everyone canon! likes, reblogs & asks are very appreciated. hope u enjoy <3

⭑ PSA. heavily inspired by @/nanaslutt !!

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Justice for our homegirl and her suffering

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Imagine this but with Zayne.