#for me and everyone who else is tired and needs comfort 💞💞

[hanafubukki]

Thinking about having a long and tiring day.

You’re exhausted but there’s work to be done. So much work. Vision blurred. You can feel a headache coming. But no, you need to finish your work first. Then you can relax.

Lilia sees this. He sees you spiraling. He knows what it’s like to be focused to the point of ruin.

He’s seen soldiers go through it, himself included. It’s not something he wants you to go through.

So he goes to you and grabs you by your waist. Taking you away from your work despite your protest.

Sits on your bed with you plopped on top of him.

You try to protest but he kisses you quiet.

Runs hands down your back, loosening muscles as he deepens the kiss.

Holding you in place by neck and cheek, opens his eyes as he watches you melt in his hold.

With a final nibble to your lips, he releases you.

You bury your head in the crook of his neck. Too relaxed to move, eventually falling asleep.

Just as he wanted.

Everything else can wait.

Sleep.

He has you.

[littlelamy]

Rafe x Reader, perhaps something similar to the vibe of how Rose and Jack meet each other in Titanic. A girl who is at the end of the line wanting to end it until a boy shows up and stops her in the middle of it. I’m a sucker for that movie, but hey it does not have to be a boat or anything. Whatever you want it to be to make it work for you.

a/n: thank you for sending a request! 💞

the night air was thick with humidity, wrapping around you like a suffocating blanket as you stood at the edge of the cliff, the ocean roaring below. you could barely hear the crash of waves over the thoughts echoing in your head.

you weren't sure how long you'd been standing there, staring down at the churning water, wondering if it would be cold or if the impact would hurt. maybe you wouldn’t feel anything at all. it had been a long time since you'd felt anything. the idea of nothingness, of silence, was comforting. it wasn’t the first time you’d come here, but tonight felt different—like you were actually going to go through with it this time.

you weren’t supposed to be here. you weren’t supposed to be feeling like this. on the surface, you had everything. good grades, parents who gave you everything you asked for, a big house, the life of a kook. but no one really saw you. you felt like a ghost floating through your life, invisible even in your own skin.

your phone buzzed in your pocket, a half-hearted reminder that people still existed in the world beyond this cliff. but you didn't want to check. it was probably just more messages you didn’t want to deal with—more people asking things from you without actually caring about you. a voice whispered in the back of your mind, asking what it would be like if you just… disappeared. would anyone even notice?

“hey!”

the sudden shout startled you. your heart leaped in your chest as you turned to see a figure walking toward you, emerging from the shadows. the moonlight barely touched his face, but the voice was unmistakable.

rafe cameron.

you exhaled sharply, turning your gaze back to the ocean, wondering what the hell he was doing here. rafe, of all people. the bad boy of the kooks. the person you least expected to see in a place like this, and definitely not now. he was the last person who’d ever care about something like this—or someone like you.

“hey, are you…” his voice trailed off as he got closer, and for the first time, you could feel his presence, not just hear it. it was like his energy was magnetic, pulling you toward him even when all you wanted to do was stay on the edge, teetering between decisions.

“what do you want, rafe?” you said, your voice hollow, drained of emotion. you didn’t even look at him.

“i could ask you the same thing,” he muttered, coming to stand beside you. he shoved his hands into the pockets of his jacket, his gaze sweeping over the cliff. “you shouldn’t be here, you know.”

“i’m here every night,” you replied quietly, your voice almost drowned out by the crashing waves. you hugged your arms around yourself as the wind picked up, chilling you to the bone despite the summer heat.

“yeah, i know.” rafe's voice softened, like he was trying not to scare you. “that's why i'm here. i’ve seen you a few times.”

you finally turned your head to look at him, confusion flickering across your face. “you’ve been watching me?”

rafe shrugged, but there was something in his eyes—something vulnerable and raw. it wasn’t the cocky, careless boy everyone else saw. “not watching you. just... noticing. you don’t exactly blend in, standing on the edge of a cliff like that.”

you stared at him for a long moment, trying to figure him out, but rafe cameron was a puzzle you weren’t sure you could solve. and you were too tired to even try. “well, i’m fine. you don’t need to worry about me.”

he let out a dry laugh. “no offense, but you don’t look fine. and i’m not leaving until you step away from that ledge.”

you turned your body fully toward him now, your eyes narrowing. “why do you care? you don’t even know me.”

rafe tilted his head, studying you in a way that made you uncomfortable. like he was seeing right through you. “maybe i do know you. maybe more than you think.” his voice was calm, but there was something stormy beneath the surface.

you scoffed. “right. like you know anything about me.”

“i know what it feels like,” he said, his voice dropping to almost a whisper. “feeling like no one’s paying attention. like nothing you do matters. you get stuck in this cycle, and no matter what you try, you can’t break out of it.”

his words caught you off guard. you stared at him, your heartbeat quickening. rafe cameron, the golden boy with the messed-up home life, the kid who always seemed to get in trouble, was relating to you?

“don’t act like you understand,” you muttered, but the words felt weak even as you said them.

“i’m not acting,” he replied simply, his eyes meeting yours. the moonlight caught his face, casting shadows over his sharp jawline, and you could see the weariness in his features. “i get it. you feel like you’re at the end of your rope, right?”

you didn’t answer. instead, you turned back toward the cliff, your gaze locked on the horizon where the sea met the sky. “what’s the point? nothing ever changes.”

rafe was quiet for a moment, his gaze flicking between you and the ocean. “maybe things don’t change,” he said finally. “but you do. you can. you don’t have to be stuck here.”

his words hit you like a punch to the gut. you didn’t know why, but something about the way he said it made you believe, just for a second, that he might be right. that maybe, just maybe, there was a way out of this dark place.

but then the familiar wave of doubt washed over you, and you shook your head. “it’s not that easy.”

“i know it’s not,” rafe said softly, his voice laced with understanding. “but it’s not impossible either.”

you felt a lump rise in your throat, and for the first time in what felt like forever, the weight of everything hit you all at once. the loneliness, the pressure, the suffocating feeling of being trapped in your own life. tears stung your eyes, and you tried to blink them away, but one slipped down your cheek before you could stop it.

rafe noticed. he took a step closer, and without saying anything, he gently reached up, wiping the tear away with his thumb. his touch was surprisingly soft, careful, like he wasn’t used to handling things this fragile.

“it’s okay,” he whispered, his voice almost lost in the sound of the ocean. “you don’t have to do this alone.”

you didn’t say anything, but the way he was looking at you—so intensely, so full of something you couldn’t quite name—made it impossible to pull away. his hand lingered on your cheek, his thumb tracing lightly over your skin, sending shivers down your spine.

before you could even process what was happening, he leaned in, his lips brushing against yours in the softest kiss, like he was afraid you might break if he pushed too hard. it wasn’t desperate or forceful. it was just... real.

you closed your eyes, leaning into him, feeling the warmth of his breath against your skin, the steady beat of his heart through his chest. for the first time in a long time, you didn’t feel like you were drowning.

when he pulled back, his forehead rested against yours, his breath shaky as he spoke. “i’m not letting you go back to that ledge, okay? not tonight. not ever.”

you nodded, your eyes still closed, letting his words settle in. for the first time, you believed him.

rafe’s hand slipped from your cheek, his fingers finding yours, lacing them together as he gently tugged you away from the cliff's edge, back toward the world you weren’t sure you could face alone.

but with him, maybe you wouldn’t have to.

“come on,” he murmured, his voice barely above a whisper. “let’s get out of here.”

you didn’t say anything, but you didn’t need to. you followed him, your hand still in his, the weight of everything that had been crushing you easing with every step.

and when he turned to you one last time, his eyes soft and full of unspoken promises, you knew this was a new beginning.

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Our Eternal Novel °❀.ೃ࿔*

LADS Xavier × Reader

Summary: A cozy bookstore, a love for classics, a small town, a secret and an eternal promise of forever...What could happen when Y/N meets a stranger at her local bookstore who is not who he seems?

Content Warnings: Vampire! Xavier x Human!Reader, 18+, mentions of murder, missing persons, blood, death, injury, stalking/obsessive tendencies, biting, smut (will have a separate and more descriptive warning when included in chapter), more warnings to be added as the story progresses, maybe some oocness (this is my first xavier fic bare with me) reader discretion advised

Additional Warnings: Fingering, kinda sorta dubcon if u squint, desperate Xavier & reader, it just gets a lil nasty here

a/n: Hii everyone I am so sorry for the delay! Here is chapter 4! The next update won’t be for a while but look forward to it! Thank you!! Enjoy! 💞

Chapter Four: Taste

That night, Xavier and you stayed in the living room talking. He answered every question about himself you had.

“So..how old are you really?” You began, Xavier gave you a small smile, which made you have to ignore the flutter it gave your heart.

“I was 24 when I woke up as this.” Xavier explained. “Unfortunately I don’t remember much of my life before that, but I’ve been traveling alone since then..for about 150 years.”

“Wow..doesn’t it ever get lonely? Traveling place to place?” You ask. Xavier stared at you for a moment, considering his answer.

“Yes and no. I’ve met others like me and..they aren’t the best company sometimes. Territorial or moral differences in who we should feed off of don’t mix well.” He answered, making you raise an eyebrow.

“Moral differences? What do you mean?”

“Some vampires just like to feed off whoever catches their eye, or some unlucky loner walking by. I think it’s cruel, so I try to only feed off bad guys.”

“So you’re an undead vigilante. Got it.” You chuckle, Xavier smiles softly again.

“Did you..feed off that guy earlier?” You ask him, stomach queasy. Xavier frowns, “No I didn’t actually, I didn’t want to make a mess and scare you more.”

“Oh, alright then..Do you have like special powers or something?” Xavier seems to hold back a laugh, “Nothing cool like telapathy or anything, I can run faster and I’m stronger than any human. My senses are heightened as well.”

“No telpathy? Or even flying. That’s disappointing.” You complain, making Xavier laugh honestly this time. His laughter makes you smile and join along, and you notice how comfortable you feel around him.

“What else would you want to know?” Xavier asks, leaning back into you couch.

“Do you like..burn in the sun? Or sparkle?”

Xavier smiles again, “No, not that I noticed at least but I sleep during the day anyway.”

You stare at him, bewildered. “But you only came to the store on gloomy days? The sun really has no effect on you?”

Xavier chuckles, “That was merely a coincidence. I sleep during the day most of the time, easier to feed at night and all. But I can always change up the schedule.”

You nod, “I think that’s all my questions for now.”

“You should sleep, it’s pretty late and I don’t want to make you too tired for work.” Xavier says, standing up.

“I don’t go in tomorrow, and..” You trail off, debating your words. “You can stay here, if you want.”

Xavier looks at you confused. You shrug, “You already told me you come here every night to watch me. I’m just giving you the offer.”

Xavier smiles, “I suppose that’s true. As long as your okay with it.” You smile back, “Of course, let me get you a blanket and pillow.

You quickly run to your closet to get the extra bedding, and come back to Xavier already laying down on the couch, eyes closed and fast aleep. A twinge of guilt tugs at your heart, he must have been exhausted, even for a vampire.

“Here you go.” You whisper, draping the blanket over him. “My bedroom door will be open if you need anything.”

Xavier doesn’t respond, and you decide its better to let him rest. You turn off the lights as you make your way to your room to prepare for bed, trying your best to ignore the swirl of emotions in your mind.

*

A heavy weight on your chest wakes you from your sleep, and you open your eyes to meet Xavier’s.

Except this time, they are pitch black and wild.

You struggle against him, his weight on top of you holding you down. “Xavier?” You mumble, “What are you-“

Suddenky, he turns his head to graze his teeth against your jugular, breathing heavily.

“I-I waited too long.” He whispers raggedly, making you shiver. He inhales deeply, “To feed..”

You struggle against him now, fear rushing through your veins.”Xavier get off of me-“

Suddenly he grabs both your hands and pins them above your head, making you gasp. His tight grip holds your arms high up, and he leans down to listen to your erratic heartbeat.

“Y/N..” He whispers, looking up at you “Please..help me..Let me..” He trails off, making his way to inhale the scent of your neck.

“Xavier wait, you’re not in the right frame of mind”

“Just a taste, I promise Y/N. I”ve heard it can make you feel good sometimes. Please Y/N” Xavier, dazed, whispers desperately. “It hurts..I’m so weak.”

Guilt suddenly washes over you, were you the reason he waited so long to feed? Were you the reason he was basically starving himself?

“O-okay.” You whisper, “Please don’t hurt me.”

Xavier pulls away slightlt, his black eyes stare into yours.

“I won’t hurt you, Y/N. I swear it’s gonna be over quick.” He says sternly, but releases his tight grip in yout hands to caress your cheek. His ice skin feels soothing to your hot cheeks.

Quickly, Xavier leans down, and you feel his breath against your jugular. You close your eyes tightly, body tensing as you feel his teeth graze you skin.

You feel his teeth bite down, and your arms wrap around him, clinging tightly. You let out a squeak, the pain in your neck almost making you scream.

You hear sickly sucking noises coming from Xavier as seering pain envelopes your neck from his bite, you struggle against him now, beginning to regret trusting his judgment in this state.

Suddenly, the pain begins to die down and your mind races.This made you think you were either dying or Xavier was finishing soon.

However, you quickly realize you were wrong.

The pain seems to turn into pleasure, a wave of tingling electricity washes over you. Terrified you grip onto Xavier tighter, gasping and unable to form words. Your mind turns to mush, only focusing on the sudden pleasure rushing through you.

“X-Xavier? P-please help me.” You barely manage to gasp out, the intense pleasure continues to wash over you in waves, making you fight back a moan. You still hear Xavier sucking the blood out of the wound on your neck, but it suddenly comes to a stop.

Xavier pulls away from your neck and leans back, you open your eyes to meet his still black and crazed ones. “Help you?” He mumbles, his mouth dripping with your blood. You shiver, the sight seems to only intensify your tingling.

Without thinking, you grab his hand and place it on top of your core, above your sleep shorts that were bound to be ruined.

“H-here.. It feels..Please” You beg, too incoherent to ask properly, Xaviers eyes stare into yours for a quick moment, before leaning down to kiss you.

Immediately you taste your own blood on his tongue, and a moan vibrates deep in his chest as he quickly shoves his hand into your panties. You gasp into the kiss, his fingers feeling icy but quickly warming up as he shoved two into your soaked cunt, fingering you at a brutal pace, his thumb rubbing your clit in tandem.

Xavier pulls away from your kiss, still deep in your core and smiles softly, “You are so beautiful like this.” He whispers, kissing your cheek before leaning down to continue his minstrations on your neck.

Feeling his teeth sink into you again is nowhere near painful, the intense pleasure of his fingers inside you and the effect of his bite making you crave more of him, moaning out his name without fear now. You would soon take the risk of death for the chance to feel this good again.

Too soon, you feel a knot form deep in your stomach, Xavier’s fingers still inside you.

“I’m close.” You whimper, tugging at Xavier’s shirt again. Xavier once again stops sucking the blood from your neck to whisper into your.

“Go ahead darling.” He said, “I’m finished now, just let go for me sweet girl.”

His pet names make your mind mush, as you feel the instense snap of your orgasm in your core, with Xavier’s fingering you through it. The waves of pleasure crash over you hard, making you almost scream out.

Finally, you feel your heartrate slow, and you close your eyes and succumb to darkness.

a/n: taglist! comment below to be added!

@onebatch--twobatch

[shiftersroom]

hi thala! 💞 so sorry if you don’t accept this kind of asks but i just feel like i need to vent and your vlog is always reassuring and comforting.

currently i’m in this situation where i just want to get out of this cr and permashift to my dr asap, but it seems like i can’t stop self sabotaging myself and i’m so so tired of it. last night i was crying my heart out because of how bad i felt about it. i’ve been practicing meditation so i can enter the void and even though it seems like i learned to keep my mind awake and body sleep i haven’t been able to get past that and it’s so frustrating. i know there’s tons of methods and also everyone says i don’t even need one but i idk why i have this idea that i need some method to detach from my cr really printed on my mind. for the self sabotaging part, i can’t help but have trust issues regarding myself and the community, sometimes it’s my intrusive thoughts making me doubt about shifting being real/posible and other’s successful experiences (saying it must have been a lucid dream or they are just making it up and i really HATE and feel guilty to discredit their experiences in that way 😭) and other times my belief in shifting is unwavering but i don’t feel capable of it. i'm not even the kind of person who has ever had any “closer attempts” or mini shifts and has been really hard for me to find what works best for me, meditation is by far what i’ve been trying the most but i’m just so impatient that sometimes i can’t help but feel that i’m going nowhere. my mind is really so stubborn when it comes to trying to change negative thoughts.

sorry for all of this, i don’t have shifting friends or someone i can share this stuff with. i don’t usually tend to feel this way but last night i just kinda collapsed, it crossed my mind that maybe i'm wasting my time and that i should just give up but i don’t want to, if this shii is real i need to experience it no matter what. i want to be with the ones i love and live the life i want. i don’t want to stay here any longer. i want to try loa along with shifting but then again, my intrusive thoughts say that i’ll be just gaslighting myself and all that.

i know no one else can fix these problems for me, but i’m so scared of failure or just being delusional for believing in all of this. sorry again for the long vent, i needed to get this off my chest. love you and your blog so much thala. if you don’t really want to accept this because honestly is like a long ass and probably demotivating ramble it’s totally okay, but thank you for taking the time if you do. hope you keep being happy and having success with everything you do. 😭🫶🏻

hello 💕 please feel free to vent, i don’t mind.

i completely understand your level of frustration, i badly want to permashift too and i have little breakdowns every few months once it catches up to me that nothing has fully worked yet.

the void can take a long time to perfect. i mean monks spend decades learning to meditate! why don’t you try something other than meditation? if you’ve given it a good go and it hasn’t worked, it’s probably not the method for you. i recommend a short break before trying a new method. rn i’m writing an affirmation 100 times a day. but honestly if that doesn’t work i’m straight up gonna lay there and visualize for 8 hours every night. i’m getting out of here no matter what.

try asking yourself what you think will work for you - sometimes we know the answer but we need to sit down and think about it. for example i keep doing affirmations, or short visualizations. but i feel what will make me shift is just laying there and telling myself to stfu and visualize until i’m there, even if it takes hours.

as for the self sabotage, i cope with that by watching my favorite creators and realizing that no one in their right mind would upload years of unpaid content that most people would ridicule us for, all for it to be a lie or joke. especially older shifters. and the other thing i like to do is remind myself that if i shifted and came back, no matter how ridiculous the experience was it’d still be real - so even if you don’t believe someone bc it sounds outlandish, it can still be real.

i’m also scared of being delusional but i simply cannot and will not remain here. there is no other option for me, so i’ll persist forever. the first time i shifted i had no idea id shift. that keeps me motivated, i could feel awful and still wake up in my dr tomorrow.

forever posting this reddit post by someone who shifted after 5 years, this was my fave comment of theirs:

and that motivates me even more - even if it’s fake i’m gonna make it real.

i also struggle with trying to change negative thoughts and my mindset, i’m in my mid 20s this stuff is harder to believe in at this age, and my mind has been tainted by years of bad experiences. but as hard as it is i’m forcing myself to get over it and try everything, bc i just need to shift once and all my bad experiences will be over.

i’m sorry if i gave you a big rant in return haha, but i hope this helps!! 💕 i’m so happy you like my blog and thanks for your sweet words 🥹