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Holds him like a borger (and Merry xmas, DanteLucia nation)

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2024 wrapped feat. Xavier ⭐✨💫

°• HEARTSTRING SYMPHONY ✩⁠ FRAGMENT OF TIME •°

PRECIOUS BONFIRE ✩⁠ FLUFFY TRAP ✩⁠ UNIQUE AFTERTASTE

°•✩⁠ LIGHTSEEKING SHADOWREND

°•✩⁠ LIGHTSEEKING OBSESSION

MIDNIGHT RAINFALL ♡ FAINT SENSATION ♡ ROMANTIC AFTERNOON

°•✩⁠ TENDER NIGHT

°•✩⁠ MIDNIGHT WHISPERS

°• ★ ✩⁠ NO RESTRAINT ✩ ★ •°

° • 21 DAYS ✩⁠ FLORAL BLESSING ✩⁠ CELESTIAL MESSAGE •°

FLOOF ATTACK ♡ OUTCAST’S VOYAGE ♡ SILVERY POLYPHONY

19/19 of Xavier’s 5 star cards

can't wait to see what all cards we get of him from 3.0 onwards 😍

also i wish i could do more honestly..i had prepared 3 gifs for each of the 19 cards but tumblr only allows 30 gifs so..i had to break my heart and settle for this many only..♡

(i’ll post the remaining at some point later on..)

REBLOG/REPLY TO TELL ME WHICH ONES ARE YOU FAV CARDS

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everything about this memory was perfection but i couldn’t stop thinking about this part 🥺🌟

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Your goal isn't to fix your past, it's to make your future as bright, positive, and amazing as possible.

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>> Your lover was on the couch, scrolling through his phone, perhaps checking out his stocks or partaking in other criminal activities (not like you paid any attention to anyway)

>> Walking over, you took him by the chin, tilting his head to meet yours as your lips landed on his, inviting him to a kiss.

>> It started off as a gentle, fleeting peck before his hands grabbed the back of your neck, deepening the kiss further.

>> He then easily maneuvered your figure from standing behind the couch to right into his lap, settling you comfortably in his embrace.

>> "Sneaky little kitten aren't you?" He'd remark, fondness swirling in his crimson eyes as he would continue to drown you in more kisses.

//A/N: I realised I haven't written anything for sylus so have something short and simple for now

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Ibrahim is an ambitious and courageous young man who faces difficult circumstances with patience and determination. Over the past months, he has struggled to support his family despite the great challenges he has faced, such as harsh conditions, lack of basic resources, and unimaginable daily pressures.

With the arrival of winter and the approach of the end of the year, the situation has become much more difficult, as costs have doubled and living and health challenges have increased. Ibrahim needs urgent support to achieve his goal of raising 50,000 euros to provide basic needs and secure a better future. He is still short of only about 16,000 euros to reach this goal, and every day makes a difference.

Let's make the end of this year a new and hopeful beginning for Ibrahim and his family. Any contribution, no matter how small, will make a big difference and contribute to changing their lives for the better.

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Hm. Sy, I would, I really would, but, um...

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Toji w/ preggy wife + out-of-this-world cravings

Toji stared at the counter. The ingredients you demanded sat before him like a challenge issued by the gods: instant ramen, whipped cream, peanut butter, and pickles. A lineup so vile it could send even the most daring chef into an existential crisis.

"Are you serious about this, or am I just getting pranked?" he asked, glancing over his shoulder.

You sat on the couch, legs crossed, a pillow pressed against your baby bump as you gave him the most innocent look in return. "Dead serious."

"You want ramen topped with this… stuff? And you're gonna eat it."

"Yup."

Toji groaned, running a hand through his dark hair. Of course, you had to pick this moment in your pregnancy to throw curveballs at him. The man was many things—an ex-hitman, a gambler, a loving yet blunt husband—but a gourmet chef? Not so much.

Still, he got to work. He boiled water, ripped open the ramen packet, and eyed the whipped cream like it might explode if he got too close. The sound of the kettle whistling filled the silence, but your voice broke through soon after.

“Don’t forget to add peanut butter! Like a lottt.”

“Yeah, yeah,” he muttered, spooning a glob of it into the pot and stirring like his life depended on it. The smell was… not great. Toji’s nose wrinkled in pure, unfiltered disgust. “You sure this ain’t gonna poison the kid?”

“It’s what the kid wants, Toji. I’m just the messenger,” you quipped.

When it was finally done—complete with pickles carefully arranged on top—Toji approached you with the steaming bowl in hand. He hesitated, watching your excited expression as you reached for it.

“I can’t believe you’re actually gonna eat this. You’re insane,” he muttered, plopping down beside you on the couch.

“Hey, you married me,” you shot back, grabbing the bowl and digging in with absolutely no hesitation.

Toji watched, equal parts fascinated and horrified, as you slurped up the ramen, the whipped cream melting into the broth in a way that should’ve been illegal. He leaned back, arms crossed, still trying to wrap his head around the scene.

“This is actually amazing,” you said between bites, offering him the spoon. “Wanna try?”

He recoiled immediately, glaring at you like you’d suggested he jump off a cliff. “Not in a million years, woman.”

“Oh, come on. You can’t knock it ‘til you try it!”

“Yeah, well, I’ll take your word for it.”

Despite his grumbling, he stayed by your side, handing you napkins, fetching water when you needed it, and even cleaning up after you finished. Disgusted or not, there wasn’t a chance in hell he’d let you handle it yourself.

Later that night, as you snuggled into him in bed, you mumbled, “Thanks for putting up with me. And the weird cravings.”

Toji pressed a kiss to the top of your head, his hand resting protectively on your belly. “Tch. Don’t mention it. Just don’t ask me to eat that crap.”

But even as he complained, you knew he’d do it all over again if it made you and the baby happy.

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Hello, DanteLucia nation (5 people and myself)

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Zayne and his toothache 🍨🥄

Zayne: Hey MC, can I get some of your ice cream?

MC: Only a spoonful!

Zayne, pulls out a comically large spoon: You're the best.

MC: AYO, WHAT THE F-

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zzzz....

Funny sleeping things the lads do

Xavier

Sleeps like he’s floating on water, or in space. It’s hilarious how he’ll go to sleep normally and then wake up arms stretched far apart like he’s going in for a hug. “Hey starfish!”, you always tease him. Always rolling over. Starts with a blanket, doesn’t know where it is when he wakes up. Sometimes, the pillow is on the floor too. It’s a surprise he’s not on the floor. Wakes up easily, but falls asleep easily too.

Rafayel

You’ve seen him fall asleep in some wack positions often, but the strangest one was probably when he seemed to have fallen asleep while looking at his phone on the ground. He was sleeping on his stomach, legs on the couch, but socked feet hanging off the arm, hair messy, one hand outstretched towards the phone that lay sadly on the floor. He also occasionally puts a hand in the air as he sleeps. It used to surprise you, but he doesn’t seem aware of it, so it’s fine. Will also sometimes talk in his sleep, and reach out to grab something only to realise it was a dream, then pout and continue sleeping.

Zayne

Man sleeps like someone put him in a coffin. He pulls the blanket up to his chest, interlocks his fingers on his stomach and falls asleep. One can never tell if he’s sleeping or resting his eyes. Sleeps with feet pointing up, and you’ve never quite figured out how. Will sleep through terrible noise, like your neighbor's drilling. Only if he’s having a nightmare, he’ll toss and turn and sweat, but once you reassure him, he’ll be okay. Sometimes pats his own arms while sleeping, and you gently pat him to sleep instead.

Sylus

Sylus sometimes curls up like a little baby, much to your amusement. ‘If he had a tail, he’d curl it around himself’, you think to yourself as you take in his form. He’s on his side, legs tucked, hands cushioning his face as he slept. ‘Cute’ isn’t the word you’d use to describe him most days, but when he sleeps like that it seems like the only appropriate description. He also wraps the blanket around himself, tucking his arms under them safely. Sometimes wakes up, sits up, totally awake, only to curl up and go back to bed.

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Two more love and deepspace commissions!

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You know what would be really cute to add to the game, but probably won't ever happen?

If you put Dragon Vale's Song on your playlist in the cafe and set it to shuffle, when it comes on randomly, Sylus would start to hum along when the triumphant melody in the second verse comes in

Because being here with MC, with you, he's finally reached his goal 🥲

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Santa Baby- The Love And DeepSpace Men

pairings: xavier x fem! reader, zayne x fem! reader, rafayel x fem! reader, sylus x fem! reader genre: smut + drabble summary: santa gives you the gift of pleasure the night before christmas a/n: hihi lovelies ! i'm trying out this new layout but literally just for the holidays bc i dunno if i can do this for each post lols ive seen so many of my fav writers do this on every fandom so this is inspo from them !! (∩˃o˂∩)♡ rest of my a/n will be down below (˶ᵔ ᵕ ᵔ˶)

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Xavier:

‘twas the night before christmas, fruitcake, peppermint candy canes or any holiday food could never compare to the taste of your cunt debunked by santa xavier.

the warm glow of the fireplace casted both your shadows on the walls, yet the room was ridiculously hot. both of your bodies were sweating in a tangled mess. xavier situates your legs around his head, trapping him to the spot he thirsted so much for.

your limbs trembled as he rubs soothing circles on your thigh as he admires your leaking cunt. you felt like a mess under him, yet he wouldn’t have it any other way.

one arm pressed down on your hips while the other was used to pump his fingers into you. your mind was dizzy, not knowing which to focus on. his mouth and fingers were doing wonders that created butterflies in your stomach.

you tug against his hair, earning a soft groan that sends vibrations over your cunt. he licks a wide stripe from your entrance and up to your clit, collecting your sweet juices on his tongue while keeping his eyes on you.

he pushes his tongue inside of you, groaning from your taste. you buck your hips up into the air but his arm around your hip gently pushes you back down on the carpet. his thumb rubs on your clit, making sure to apply the right amount of pleasure that causes you to moan in pleasure.

there is nothing xavier wants more for the holidays other than giving you pleasure. he knows exactly what to do to get that reaction out of you.

his tongue consistently draws patterns on your wet slick while occasionally sucking on your clit. you yelp out a moan when he inserts two fingers inside of you, groaning softly when he feels how tight you are as you clench around his fingers.

his fingers pump in and out of you, curling to reach your favorite spot before his tongue dives back in, sucking on your clit. you were a moaning mess below him, tugging onto his hair as you kept bucking your hips up. you felt that familiar coil building up on your stomach, your walls squeezing around his fingers.

he watches you with half lidded eyes as you release your load around his fingers. after you ride out your high, he removes his fingers out, sucking the juices of your cunt.

nothing comes close to you all year long

Zayne:

‘twas the night before christmas, the mugs of hot cocoa were left abandoned, growing cold. the plate of cookies was surprisingly left half eaten. stockings that you wore were found on the floor along with zayne’s and the rest of your clothing trailing up to the floor of the fireplace. santa zayne has arrived but he is not finished just yet.

zayne swears he saw the most beautiful angel ever. no, not the one on top of the tree but the one on top of him. tits bounced joyfully that made him feel like he was dizzy. your pussy clenched around him, milking every drop of him and yet he couldn't get enough. his cock rock hard as you slide up and down his length, taking every inch inside of him in your belly like the good girl you are. 

he swears the way you were dripping for him and the countless orgasms you’ve given each other, he might as well just keep you on the good list for your entire life if you kept doing this. his mind completely forgot that the reason this all started was that you were a naughty girl for trying to shake around the boxes under the tree. 

a small lazy smirk curled on the corner of his lips as he held you, helping you bounce on his cock. his eyes half lidded as he admires the markings that littered all over your body, each and every one of them illuminating from the lights of the tree.

he isn’t that far behind from you. he watches your eyes roll back and your mouth open wide. with a breathless moan of his name, signals him that you reached your orgasm which makes him do so as well. the clenching and pulsing of your walls around him sends another bucket loads of his cum painting your insides milk white.

you looked absolutely breathtaking. your movements were slow as you continue to bring yourself down from your high as you both catch your breaths. he gently pulls you down to rest comfortably in the crook of his neck, keeping himself plugged in you.

you both were lost in your own world until the chime of the clock struck midnight, breaking the silence between you both. you tilt your head slightly, your cheek still resting on his broad chest as he tenderly brushes your hair. with a small smile, zayne whispers, “merry christmas my love.”

Rafayel:

‘twas the night before christmas, the tree was decked out and full of presents, big and small but one particular present caught your eye. a present that was too big to gift wrap.

there stood your boyfriend with a christmas hat and nothing on but wrapping paper wrapped around his sculpted body, specifically wrapped around his cock.

“well aren’t ya gonna unwrap me cutie?” he winks, tilting his head.

wrapping paper scattered across the floor and it didn’t take long for your present to be up and running. effortlessly, it didn’t take him long for him to peel off your clothes.

you sank to your knees on his carpet, positioning yourself in front of the tree where he laid out pillows for you to be comfortable. before you point your ass up to the sky, you take one last look at the ornament in front of you that reflects rafayel pumping his cock behind you.

he admires the sight laid out before him, a smirk curling on the corner of his lips. grabbing the base of his dick, he rubs himself between your ass cheeks, his pre-cum dripping on your skin. he spreads you slowly, a breathy chuckle escaping his lips when he sees you arch yourself more to press yourself onto him.

rafayel sinks slowly into you, letting you feel every inch of his length and vein going inside of you. he lets out a soft groan as he looks down at the way his cock disappears into your tight cunt as he pushes himself deeper, earning a whiney moan from you.

he starts off with a slow tempo, letting you get used to his length before his hips start slamming against yours. his hands roam around your back while occasionally squeezing the plush of your ass. he knows he’s fucking you good from the way your moans sound.

“yeah just keeping takin’ all of me cutie, just like that,”

the mix of your words slur together, “‘s good raf- so good!”, along with every sound that escapes your pretty mouth as he watches your ass bounce back rhythmically against his pelvis was sending him to overdrive.

your moans were muffled from the way you were face down into the pillow, drools spilling out of the corners of your mouth as each thrust sent you closer to climax.

he held you firmly in pace, his hands gripped on your hips, feeling your gushy walls constrict his massive cock. the familiar coil was winding in your stomach as you chased your high, rafayel wasn’t that far behind you either.

with a few hard thrusts in your walls you came around his length, rutting your hips more to milk out his cock before your legs buckled out. his pace slows as thick ropes of cum release into you, his hips roll against your ass to make sure no drop goes to waste. he keeps himself plugged into you as he plants a trail of soft kisses down your face and neck.

luckily for you, santa made sure you get an extra present that following night. a two for one if you will.

Sylus:

‘twas the night before christmas, and santa sylus’s little helper has been so good to him that she deserved her special treat early.

he removes himself in between your thighs, your arousal dripping down to his chin as he admires you. your pussy glistened in the warm glow of the christmas lights and from the flickering fire of the fireplace, your folds slick with arousal.

christmas was around the corner and this early present was meant for you but it seems like his also came a little too early as well. but it wasn’t finished just yet. santa sylus had planned a few more rides down.

once you were ready, you felt his swollen tip nudge at your pretty pussy, slipping in nice and slowly just for you. your back arched on his soft, fluffy luxurious carpet, pressing your chest against his firmer. inch by inch you felt his thick length enter deeper and deeper earning soft grunts fall from his lips.

you rock your hips under his, signalling him that you were ready for him to move more. you wrap your legs around his hips as he gently holds the back of your thigh to keep you in place and the other on the rug.

slowly, he rocks his hips with yours, keeping a steady pace. he captures his lips. picking up the pace slightly. sloppy thrusts and hungry lips, attempting to devour you, made your brain go dumb. between his heavy strokes and sweet kisses, you managed to catch your breath

his lips met your against, melting into your touch. the sounds of lip and skin smacking fill the room along with the fire crackling in the fireplace.

his hand tightens on your thigh while the other grips the carpet as he fastens his pace. grunts and small whispers that are cut off in pants, invade your ear. “so..so good..”

your velvety walls were so welcoming and warm. every inch and every vein of his length can be felt inside of you as it drags along your tight walls. beads of sweat drop down his skin as he focuses on making you finish first but the belly bulge he was watching go in and out of you was not helping him.

butterflies swarm in your stomach as pure ecstasy reaches deep down within you. your back arched when the constant thrusts of his cock became too much. sylus joins you, thick white ropes of cum spurted deep inside your walls.

he keeps you close, your foreheads connecting as you both catch your breath. his hips eventually come to a halt but he makes sure to keep his hips locked with yours so his seed wouldn’t leak out of you.

that’s one present off your christmas list and many more surprises he has for you.

a/n: hihi again lovelies ! ⸜(｡˃ ᵕ ˂ )⸝♡ i moved it down here bc my entire yap is gonna cover the post ( • ᴖ • ｡) and before ANYONE mentions that this isn't giving santa baby from the song that's bc some parts are and some parts are not (ᵕ—ᴗ—) i referenced a lot of songs like nonesense christmas by sabrina, rocking around the christmas tree and just tried to use things from the holidays to make it smut related <(˶ᵔᵕᵔ˶)> i wanted to get this in before christmas bc i know some of you guys are going into christmas eve rn ! i hope you guys have a merry christmas and a happy holidays !! ✧｡٩(ˊᗜˋ )✧*｡

special thanks to my beta readers again @ilovemitsuya @deusfoundry @justwinginglife ˖⁺‧₊˚ ♡ ˚₊‧⁺˖ !! mwah mwah ily all !!

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Just Xavier looking down on you

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Also PG are normally pretty careful with their visuals. They were with MLQC and they've been careful with them for LADs so what the FUCK do you mean Sylus and Zayne's timelines cross over? Of the two I would expect to intersect in anyway, it wasn't those two.