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[gardenofhearts]

LADS headcanon- comforting you through ovulation cramps

This is very self-indulgent. I'm one of those unlucky few that gets monthly ovulation cramps and they can get so bad😭 so I wrote this little headcanon as a way to deal with them. I hope someone else can also get some comfort out of this💕

This is my first entry in the Love and Deepspace fandom so sorry if any of the boys feel ooc.

Characters in order: Rafayel, Xavier, Zayne, Sylus, Caleb Warnings: Sylus' bad singing, a bad pun Likes, comments, reblogs are appreciated🩷

Rafayel

He's most definitely the man who would try to distract you with humour, he is the meme king after all. Expect stuff like egg puns because he finds them eggceptional. Or he will send you the werewolf ripping their shirt off meme with some ridiculous text about ovulation (Like this). Anything to pull a laugh out of you.

Rafayel might also known of some old Lemurian remedy to help ease the pain which he would no doubt give you, and he would offer to run you a lovely bath.

If you were comfortable enough, he would stay with you in the bathroom, or even in the bath. He would help you forget the pain by helping you wash your hair, and body, making sure to give you a lovely massage.

He’s an artist, he uses his hands a lot and I believe he would be so good at giving massages. Massaging is all in the fingers, and he knows exactly the right pressure to apply to help loosen some knots.

I also believe that he would soothe you by singing Lemurian songs. He sings really well and the foreign words would put you at ease very quickly, and after a relaxing bath you would both relax in bed.

Although he did those things willingly and would do them again and again, he would complain and act a little bratty.

He would pout and say that there’s no use singing songs you wouldn’t understand, but he didn’t mean it, he just wanted you to assure him that you like those songs.

Xavier

The first time you experienced your ovulation pains around him, he was convinced you had gotten hurt, maybe from your recent mission. Once you explained the phenomenon and how this happens almost every month, he would let out a hum before walking away. Almost seeming a bit apathatic.

However he would quickly return with heavy painkillers that he may or may not have stolen from the med bay.

If possible he would get you home as soon as possible and get you into bed to nap the pain, and day, away.

The moment you express the slightest bit pain Xavier whisks you away in the blink of an eye. Even if you were already at home, one moment you would be standing in the kitchen and an ovulation cramp would hit causing you to let out the softest pained gasp, and the next you were laid on your bed with a mob a light blond hair lying down next to you.

If you were ever struggling to fall asleep because of the pain Xavier would tell you astrology and astronomy things: myths about the zodiacs, tell you about constellations, etc.

Using his evol he would transform the ceiling into your very own little night sky. Although he would say that it doesn’t compare to the actual stars that decorated the sky, it would still be a beautiful sight.

His soft voice and stories make a great recipe for a good night’s sleep, not even the best asmrartist could top it.

Zayne

He’s a very observant man, he would notice even the slightest bit of discomfort plus he’s a doctor so he would know quite a few ways to alleviate the pain.

You also didn’t have to feel embarrassed when it happens for the first time around him. Even if you were hesitant to say it plainly, trust that he would be able to figure out.

If you were unsure about the pain: why it happened for example this man would either dig through his memory and tell you, or do some medical research first and then tell you.

Either way, he would be so patient. If you were angry at the world because of the pain, he wouldn’t mind. he would let you rant and complain as much as you wanted.

He also makes sure that there are painkillers in the house, and on him at all times. So that whenever these ovulation cramps happen, he would be prepared.

He would also soothe you with words and his soft voice, much like his evol he would keep his cool through it which in turns has a calming effect on you.

He would also make sure to crank up his dry humour, because every minute you’re laughing is a minute where hopefully some of the pain is forgotten. I think he would also use his evol to help, maybe put on a little ice magic show to help distract you.

Sylus

The moment he found out the pain that you went through each month, he would subconsciously start to track your cycle and also have Mephisto follow you around so he could observe any changes.

Days before your would experience your ovulation cramps he stocked up his house with whatever you needed. His private chef would have been instructed to cook your favourite dishes: breakfast, lunch, dinner and dessert.

Your favourite self care products would be in his bathroom, waiting to be used, he also made sure that your bathrobe was made of the fluffiest, softest fabric so that it would drown you in comfort

Even if these cramps were just a one day thing, it didn’t matter. Sylus would treat them as important as any other thing causing you pain.

He would also offer to be you personal punching bag, he’s a boxer after all, his abs are probably made of steel. If he letting off some steam using his body was the way to help you through the pain, he would happily do so.

Additionally, even though he knows he’s tone deaf, he would still sing for you if only to make you laugh at how bad it was. He hoped that by doing so, he could help but a smile on your face instead of a pained frown.

Caleb

Caleb knew you, almost as well as you knew yourself. He knew you experienced these ovulation cramps so he was prepared. he had been there the very first time and comforted you through it. Caleb didn’t necessarily track your cycle or anything, but he was attuned to you.

He was very good at reading you and he always had a inkling as to when these cramps would happen.

If he’s there to see the way your eyes would widen, the pained gasp you let out, be assured he would scoop you up and get you some painkillers.

He also understands that sometimes you just need to stand there and breathe through the pain. Caleb is also the guy, that in my opinion, would allow you to bite him or something similar in order to forget the pain.

He's also sure to make you your favourite food, or snacks, he would drive across Linkon to get you what you craved. Your comfort is his priority.

I also believe he's good at massages, he's massaging your shoulders, back, glutes, calves, every inch of your body to help you and also as an excuse to touch you. That's why he learned how to massage after all, so he could use it as an excuse to be up close and personal.

If scientists ever develop a machine that could transfer your pain to him, even for a small time, Caleb would empty his live savings to get it. If it was in his power, you would never be in pain ever again.

Thank you for reading!

Also what do you think of the gradient used on their names, can you tell where I got the inspiration from?🤭

Disclaimer: gradient divider made by me. English is not my first language, apologies for any mistakes.

[quinn-the-queen]

How I think each Lads guy would react to: You saying you wants a baby

Guys ovulation week is going genuinely insane.

At first I think Xavier would be a little shocked, like it wasn’t really a thought in his already mostly empty head. We also all know how jealous Xavi can be, and babies require a lot of attention, so he might be a bit put off initially

Ever the logical one, Zayne would definitely have a long and serious conversation with you about it. Don’t get him wrong he is thrilled at the idea of having a family with you, but he would definitely want to make sure that it isn’t a spur of the moment decision

Okay Yall if you think I’m wrong on this one I’m sorry i literally know nothing about raf 😭

So I did a lil bit of research, and Rafayel has a soft spot for children, so I think he would be very happy to start a family with his bride<3 best believe he is already conjuring up maternity paintings of you and nothing has even happened yet.

Okay Yall am I the only one who wasn’t all that impressed w sylus? No? Just me?🧍‍♀️I know next to nothing about sy aswell

You probably caught him off guard, while he was reading his morning newspaper “yeah of course honey, what ever your beautiful heart desires” he would say, before throwing his newspaper to the side. Would also have a loving conversation with you. And is immediately ordering the most expensive baby shit online because In no way would any thing coming from you have second best

Girl you don’t even finish your sentence before seeing this

Literally the Tik tok sound of “GIMMIE YOUR COOHIE”

Man has been PRAYING for years for this day. You wouldn’t even have to go baby shopping, his basement is full of cribs, changing tables and all that stuff. Caleb would want a little baby girl who looks just like her mama. We also all know how possessive Caleb is, so this is another way to keep you inside, and let everyone else know you're his 😈

[aerivina]

help I was watching kubzscouts and just realized what kind of advertising they do on them LOL (LIKE DAMN THE ZOOM ON ZAYNES TATAS hahhaususjdjdjd I didn't get to sc xaiver though 😞)

Edit: Finally sc it🥹🙏🏻

[stawberrymiko]

DAD, DA, DADDY OR FATHER? || LADS

⋆°𖦹 CHARACTER: Zayne, Rafayel, Sylus, Caleb, Xavier

ᶻᶻᶻ SYNOPSIS: A little insight on what I think the LADS future family would look like and what their children call them.

₊ ⊹ AN: Baby-fever. And I thought about how M A R R I E D Zayne and MC are.

☁️ . . . ⇢  ZAYNE

♡  Firstly, Zayne would be a girl dad. Singular. You and Zayne only had one daughter 

♡ These are a few of the names I think you guys would call your daughter;       ➠ Sirelle, Priscilla, Isadora, Daphne

♡ I personally like Daphne. So for this imagine she is Daphne.

♡ Daphne calls Zayne daddy, even as she grew up into her teen and adult years, and she would call you mommy. Though as she grew older, mommy slowly turned into mom.

♡ Daddy’s girl alert

♡ As she was younger, you and Zayne would call each other mommy and daddy to encourage her to call you mommy and daddy and you two just never grew out of it. Even when you became grandparents. You were with mommy and daddy when talking to Daphne, or gran mammy and grand daddy when talking to your grandchildren

♡ For example;

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A couple in Zayne’s department had recently moved into their new house and were hosting a party. They had invited everyone in the department. At first Zayne didn’t want to attend. He didn’t really see a point in it, but you and Daphne were going. Rather he liked it or not.

“Daddy please!” Daphne, seventeen, was pleading with her dad to attend the event. She was rather close with the couple's children. She babysat the children from time to time and became close with the parents as well. You wanted to go because you loved a good party and wanted to give them a house-warming gift.

Zayne was set on not going. He was the introverted out of the family. Your daughter was in-between while you were the extrovert. Zayne didn’t move his attention away from the book he was reading. “No daring” 

Your daughter looked at you with pleading eyes. “Mommy! Tell daddy we’re going!” 

You laughed. “Oh we’re going. Daddy knows this”

That got his attention. “Daddy said we aren’t going. I don’t see why mommy thinks we are” He placed his book down beside him on the sofa.

“Argh! Daddy can we please go! It’s their forever home” Your daughter was like you in that sense. Always excited about peoples milestones and wanting to celebrate it.

“We never held a party for our home”

“What?! Why!” That little bit of information irritated your daughter.

You walked behind the sofa, standing behind Zayne. “Because at the time, mommy was going through a rough patch and daddy was helping her through it” While speaking, you had wrapped your arms around Zayne’s neck and rested your cheek on his head. “So we never threw one”

“Even before marriage. You guys still acted like a married couple” Your daughter stated.

She wasn’t wrong.

☁️ . . . ⇢  RAFAYEL 

♡ You tried doing the whole “mommy” and “daddy” thing with your children but sometimes Rafayel really ruffles your feathers. So he was called Rafayel a lot.

♡ When they were children, the twins would call Rafayel “daddy” and you “mommy”, but as they grew older, Rafayel became Rafayel, while you were known as mom.

♡ I see him with twins. Boy and a girl. Girl defo named Ariel. Don’t convince me. The son. I’m not sure. For this he is Atlas. O. . .that kinda works. Ariel and Atlas. Oh and a baby! I’m thinking. . . a seventeen year gap. Baby Asael

♡ Just imagine; 

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“Mom! Rafayel is bothering me again” Ariel yelled from her room. She was getting ready to attend her school's ball when her dad stormed into the room. Atlas had informed him that she was attending the ball with Calix. 

No baby of his was going to a prom with a N109 zone low-life. 

He wouldn’t allow it. 

“Rafayel! I swear to God, leave her alone!!” 

You had just finished changing Asael’s nappy, getting him ready for bedtime. Rafayel was supposed to be putting your breast-milk into a bottle for Asael, but clearly he had other priorities then putting his baby to sleep.

“Atlas, did you tell your father about your sister and Calix?” Atlas was also heading to the ball, but he was getting ready at Daphne’s place. He was following you around like a duckling following his mommy.

Atlas would do something like this. He found it funny when Rafayel was bothering everyone but him. “Yes” Straight-forward.

This family was a disaster. 

You barged into your daughter's room. Ariel was sitting by her vanity mirror, her make-up half applied. And your husband was behind her, on his knees, crying like a massive baby. He had his arms around her and his head hiding in her back.

Your daughter looked at you. “Mom!” She cried.

“Rafayel, get up”

“No!” Rafayel’s words were muffled. “He can’t take my baby! I won’t allow it!” He snapped his head towards you. “Did you know this?! Were you aware a filthy crow was eyeing our daughter?”

Of course you did. You went to mothers group with his mom. What kind of idiot is he?

“Could be worse”

“Worse!! How could it be worse”

Pinching the bridge of your nose, you spoke. “She could have brought a big-mermaid baby home with her”

☁️ . . . ⇢  SYLUS 

♡ Triplets baby!! I’m thinking of either one girl and two boys or two girls and one boy.

♡ For this it’s one boy and two girls. Calix, Lethia and Morana? Yeah. 

♡ Sylus doesn’t have a favourite. He’s not a girl dad or a boy dad. He is dad. He is just a dad. 

♡ I personally don’t think you both wanted your children to call you certain names. You just allow them to call you whatever. Rather it be your names, mom, dad, daddy, mommy, mother or father. You two don’t really have a preference.

♡ They definitely call you different names depending on what they want or need from you. 

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“Daddy~” Lethia gracefully entered Sylus' office, putting her ballet classes into some use.

He knew what she wanted, just by her calling him daddy. “Ask your mother” He replied, eyes focused on the paper below him. 

“What! But mom said to come ask you! You had the card last” Lethia defeatedly fell onto the chair in front of Sylus’ desk. As lady-like as she is, when feeling defeated. She will manspread and slowly slide down the chair, her arms dropped over the chairs arms.

“However, your mother has more say in when you use your cards” Only because Sylus would allow the children to spend til they get bored or no longer have room. You wanted to limit their spending habits. Try not to raise spoiled brats.

And it works. To a degree.

Calix spends money to spoil his girlfriends. Lethia is a shopaholic -got that from you- and will spend money like she has many to spare. Which she technically does. Morana spends the least. She’s very content with what she has. 

“Wouldn’t she say to come ask you if she’s giving me permission to use the card?” Lethia sat up thinking about this. Technically, that’s what it would mean.

But Sylus doesn’t like this chance things with his wife. 

“Ask your mom first then come back with a voice recording”

Hopes lifted high, Lethia stands up from the chair with her phone in her hand. “Yay!” she rejoiced before leaving the room. 

“Mama!!” Her voice echoed through the halls and down towards the living room, where you and Morana sat in silence, reading.

☁️ . . . ⇢  CALEB

♡ Two daughters. Six year age gap. Both prefer you, but Caleb is set on being a girl dad and having daddy girls.

♡ It’s not happening. But a man can dream.

♡ I’m thinking Lilith and Eve. For. . . .reasons i’m not disclosing with y'all

♡ They call you “mom” and “dad”. He wanted them to call you both “mommy” and “daddy” but it wasn’t happening. Just like how he wanted to have daddy girls. Not happening. 

♡ He will go and cry to you. I can just feel it.

♡ Watch this;

Lilith -fifteen- had recently asked her dad to help her with an assignment for school. Caleb was over the moon that his daughter wanted his help for once and not her moms. The moment she had asked him for help, he dropped the saw he was using to create their custom wardrobe, and rushed to the kitchen where Lilith was doing her assignment.

“Daddy’s here” He called out as he pushed the door open. 

Lilith raised a brow at her dad, the behaviour wasn’t unusual, but she still found it weird. “Ok dad. . .” She replied before going back to her laptop. 

The word “dad” broke his heart. 

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Later that night, you had finished your night routine and came out of your shared bathroom. Your hair damp from the shower you just had, droplets of water falling onto your freshly picked pajamas.

On your bed was a sulking Caleb. His face buried in the pillow. He was still wearing the clothes he wore that day. He hadn’t moved an inch since he came into the bedroom, two hours ago. 

“Caleb” Pity laced in your voice. You sat on the bed. 

This mans was so pathetic sometimes.

Harshly, he turned his head to face you. His brow lowered and his lips pulled into a pout. “I want another baby”

You laughed but stopped yourself right after. He was having a moment of dad failure. Don’t laugh.

“Ahh. . .. absolutely not.” You shot that down. No more babies. Two was enough.

“They call me dad! Eve called me Caleb!!” 

“Ouch, rough” He was definitely annoying her. They only ever called him Caleb if he was pushing their buttons. 

“They call you mommy all the time! I want to be daddy!” How did you get here? What path of life did you take to be here? Consoling your husband about not being called daddy.

“They’ve called you daddy” You tried to bring him back to when they were babies. Though. . . .now that you think about it, their first words were mama and they only ever called him dad or da. 

The next words that came from Caleb made you realise you need to sit the girls down and teach them about when and when not to say thoughts out loud. “They’ve called fictional characters daddy than they’ve called me daddy”

It’s so true as well. 

“No more babies”

Out of desperation, Caleb draped his arms around your waist and pulled himself closer to you, burying his face into your stomach. Right where he wanted a baby bump to be. “Please!! One more!!”

☁️ . . . ⇢  XAVIER

♡ Congrats! It’s a baby girl - Ophelia, Liya, Calista. I like Opheila.

♡ Congrats again! Five years later it’s a baby boy! Caelus

♡  Your son is the carbon copy of Xavier and you don’t or never knew how to feel about it. 

♡ I see him being a boy dad. 

♡ They don’t call him dad or anything like that. They call him zeze or zaza.

♡ It started when Ophelia was a baby and tried to say Xavier because you and him never stressed about the whole “mom” and “dad” thing. But instead of Xavier, she said Zaza. Just didn’t end there. Your son would call him zeze.

♡ Dad? Nah. Zaza or Zeze? Yeah.

︶꒦꒷♡꒷꒦��

“Zaza, I’m fine” Ophelia recently got diagnosed with insomnia and Xavier was worried to the max about it. Him and his son were able to sleep peacefully, no matter where or the situation. They will be passed out.

Ophelia, however, got your genes. Where you will be awake until a certain situation gets resolved. You would toss and turn, or just give up on sleep as a whole. Unfortunately, Ophelia got the short stick. 

It was Zayne’s wife who noticed Ophelia’s moodiness, low moods and excessive tiredness. Sure, you had noticed it too but she was your daughter. A copy of you. You knew there were nights where she struggled to sleep. And, depression was a common thing in your family. 

After her diagnosis. Xavier had started sleeping in your daughter's room, believing that if he was capable of getting you to sleep on your rough nights, then he would be able to help his daughter.

Ophelia was against this. But Xavier was determined to help his daughter.

“Mama, please get him out of here”

Xavier was fast asleep on your daughter's bed. Your daughter was sitting beside him. She had tried to get him up, but he wouldn’t budge. “Zaza won’t leave me alone” She was tired, but it was more tiredness against her dad rather than actual exhaustion. 

Seeing your daughter so distraught about Xavier brought pain to you, especially knowing that he just wanted his daughter to get some sort of sleep. “He is just worried about you.” You sat on the edge of your daughter's bed, your arm outstretched towards Xavier. 

You gave him a nudge. “Xavier” You called him.

He didn’t budge.

“Your Zaza loves his sleep. It destroys him knowing his daughter can’t enjoy the same thing he does”

“. . . I know”

[ice-cream-writes-stuff]

ERrOr 0.2

Love and Deepspace Various! / Reader

《File welcomes you! Enter! ... Good Luck.》

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Wiping down a few menus scattered around the café, you glance at the cloudy skies.

Not quite sunny, but rather plain. Reaching over to the blinds, you lower them down. Ready to close up since you had the key.

DING!

A young man wearing a familiar smile comes in, a jacket wrapped around him as hands laid in his pockets.

“...Are you still open?” He asked politely, the friendly and attitude lighting up the rather quiet cafe. 

Blinking at him, rag in hand. A somber, almost knowing grin creeps up your face. “I… Yeah, please. Come in.”

You move away from the blinds, barely having the courage to look at his handsome face. Setting yourself up at the register, you ask for his order, rag held tightly between your fingers.

He eyes the menu behind you, scanning over the titles until he settles on a few things. Two mini apple parfaits and a single coffee. 

Not even bothering to right down the order, you keep eye contact when asking for his name. Voice almost shrill as the rag becomes tatters in your grip.

“Oh! It’s Caleb.” 

-

Holding the tearful girl in your arms, you keep your mouth shut. Patting her back as she wails incoherent nonsense by your ear. 

While, you wished to tell her the truth, you knew deep down you couldn’t. The only solace you could offer in her time of sorrow were merely gestures of comfort. Hoping it would be enough to appease the both of you.

Glancing at the apple parfaits sitting on your kitchen counter, you hold MC tighter.

-

Xavier blinked at the small bunny shaped dessert, the white porcelain plate glimmering against the sun from the window. You sit in front of him as he blinks the sleep away from his eyes, his lunch barely touched.

“Hi..? Are you awake?” You smile far to chipper, blinding him more the sun rays. Expecting the fawning gaze you directed at him, his lips part into a frown.

The expression you wore was unfamiliar to him. 

“...Mn, ‘sorry.”

“It’s fine, I thought some dessert would wake you up. Don’t worry, it won’t be on your bill!” You wink.

Amused, he nods, grabbing a spoon, lightly poking at the jiggly rabbit shaped pudding. You giggle, enjoying his actions openly. Xavier relaxes a bit, forgetting the small details from before.

“Hey… Is…” You pause, biting at your lips,nervously gripping the tray.

“Hm?” He hums, his beautiful blue eyes keeping sole attention on you.

“Is MC-... I mean-! So, are you and MC doing anything later? I’m free after closing, maybe we get something to eat?” You ask hopefully, knowing you would be dismissed from the offer. You even asked Zayne a day ago if he’d like to meet up for some grub.

Not knowing the next chance, you would be able to see him out and about! Yet before he could even give an answer, he got an urgent call from the hospital. Leaving in a hurry as he grabs your notepad and pen, writing something down before placing it on the table. Leaving soon after… Checking what he wrote in such a rush … HIS NUMBER!? 

You recall skipping home, swinging the paper about joyously.

“I would-”

“FINALLY! I FOUND IT!” 

Rafayel beams, the doors bell announcing his entrance as a sweating MC follows behind. Features censored for readers! 

“YOU…!” She grits out, before gasping and making a beeline towards you. Eagerly like a cat drawn to milk. “I’m so sorry about him, (Y/N)! I’ll kick him out right now!”

Yet she makes no move to do so as she sticks to you like glue, wrapping a hand around your waist easily. She plucks the cafe tray from you.

She holds it as if she were a brave knight, the tray her shield to protect what a knight holds dear! 

Glaring at the purple haired male. “Go, shoo fishy~!” She waves him off, the merman in question scowls.

“Sorry Miss Bodyguard, but I can’t at the moment, now if you would move-” Rafeyels tone was filled with annoyance as the female hunter shakes her head.

“Excuse me, I’d like to order…” 

Blinking, you regain your bearings as MC hisses at the new voice.

“Right! Sorry! Coming right over!”

Moving out her grip, you walk over to the disguised Sylus, you follow after him like a loyal dog. 

   “Not him too..!” She grunts stubbornly under her breath, exasperated. Sighing before receiving a text from Zayne that he was about to stop by the cafe for lunch. Asking if she wanted anything.

With another reluctant sigh, she texts back.

Rafayel huffs, scanning the small cafe, before his eyes settle on the small fish doodle placed near the menu, a few other animal drawings scattered around as well.

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{Part 1. Side Story 1. Side Story 2. Side Story 3. Side Story 4. Side Story 5.}

[To celebrate the Caleb update! A two parter! I hope you guys like this new installment, if you guys got more caleb ideas or your favs, let me know! Thanks for reading! See yall later!]

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[girlsz1]

Men who love you dearly.

He couldn’t imagine spending a day without you. You’re his love. His one and only. He loves you entirely. Scars and all. Flaws and all. He loves every part of you. He’s yours. Buys you mountains of gifts. He longs to hear you voice. He loves sleeping in bed with you. The jokes, the compliments, the hardships. You get him through everything. He couldn’t ask for a better partner than you. That’s why he married you. I mean cmon now. He loves to spoil you. He cherishes you, worships you even.

[syluss-littlecrow]

🌶️𝓱𝓸𝔀 𝓼𝓹𝓲𝓬𝔂 𝓭𝓸 𝔂𝓸𝓾 𝓵𝓲𝓴𝓮 𝓲𝓽?🌶️

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[saltyobservationcheesecake]

LISTEN, LISTEN HEAR ME OUT.

For the nonmc writers, what about a slice of life with nonmc, caleb , zayne, and mc. The vibe is kinda like this song. I'm talking about bike rides from school to the cafes, festival visits, beach episodes, sunset or shrine visits, road trips, and graduation candid, youthful, and free kinda feels. All the feels, then boom angst, maybe threw time they drift apart and truths come out vibe would be why did we drfit apart? How did it get this bad? When did we become strangers?I'm not too sure about the timeline, but low-key think would be sick.

Let's also ignore the actual meaning of the song unless y'all wanna add the ships, but that's just a really cool thought I had and had no one to talk to about it.

[scarlettmurphy]

STARCROSSED PT2 +ੈ✩‧₊˚ LOGAN HOWLETT.

logan and y/n — where you are completely in love with a man older then you’re father by a good century or so.. whose completely in love with another.

- content warning age gap (is legal) drinking. explicit. swearing. dirty humour. comfort (an ounce). drugs. nsfw. sick. body issues. sh. angst.. maybe happy endings?! pairings: older!logan howlett x xaiver!reader. logan howlett x jean grey.

spoiler: insane yearning and angst i’m sorry im too far gone ☹️ happy ? where.

note this is part two to starcrossed, prepare for even heavier angst!🫶🏻 i didn’t realise how sad this was until i finished the chapter and realised holy shit this is long. part three is already in the works. i hope u enjoy it! make sure to read pt1. it’s a bit diff from the first one but i hope u like it still. also if you’ve seen the movie ten things i hate about u the mid bit of this might remind u of that one scene if u get me :) song: need you now by lady a cos i was listening to it and jeff buckley whilst reading this? also on the timeline im going for like xmen 2 time i think?

tags — @faceache111 @malfoys-demigod @navs-bhat @dilfismz @thisbipuff-isaswiftie @twinky-wink @thewiselionessss @thecraziestcrayon @awhoreforalotofshows @emily-b @jae48 @cxptainbuck @444st4rg1rl 🫶🏻

[i hope you like it!!]

you’d absolutely love to believe that what you heard last night wasn’t what happened but as your mind goes over the previous night as you fought yourself to stay awake during your fathers little class your brain couldn’t forget the continuous moans and little yells that you heard from a few rooms across from your own at the mansion for a good hour or two last night. you can’t help but figure out that logan most certainly found jean and just thinking about it made you feel sick. scott being the main thing on your brain after you got over the fact logan most definitely fucked jean last night.

she was a cheater. what else could you expect? your thoughts swirling in your brain causing an indescribable amount of heart ache as you kept yourself completely quiet and withdrawn from whatever was going on in this lesson, rogue clearly being able to tell you were off as she glanced at bobby giving him a look you picked up on — him shrugging his shoulders in return as you cursed your sadness for being so obvious.

just the thought of jean and logan staring at eachother hurt you but her touching him, his hands over her skin, her lips on his, his mind only on her in that moment and his gaze locked into hers as she let him take her yet again enraged you to another level it was a struggle not to jump into his mind and find out exactly what happened but you couldn’t, you wouldn’t. your brain fighting with your heart in every way as you felt sick with all those pictures of the scenario you were forming for yourself.

so from that knowledge as you sat in class you knew you needed to stop liking him for good. he didn’t like you, he was throwing it in your face. you heard it all and it hurt you too much to bare. you didn’t even wanna look at him — that single thought of contact sending you crazy. you couldn’t even bring yourself to see him today. you didn’t want too, you couldn’t. seeing jean as you passed through the kitchen earlier was enough to make you nearly cry and immediately stop that tiny breakfast you had made.

you really couldn’t deal with this. one bit. you never did well with emotional pain — physical was something you could endure, yet emotional was always something you couldn’t stomach ever since you were a little girl.

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you'd been avoiding him like the plague. literally. whenever you saw him at the end of the halls you'd turn the other away, force a little smile and act like you had somewhere to go if you were in conversation and it had been like that for two weeks. two weeks had passed since one of your normal conversations, the friendly chats you admired in your brain and made out to be more, the little touches he'd give you that you couldn't comprehend was only a friend thing to do, the way he'd hug you.. the deep conversations, the way he'd sometimes kiss your forehead before you left for bed, watching the rain together and just joking together all something you had put in the past. that had been gone for two weeks and to say it was breaking you would be an understatement.

you could tell others has noticed the practical borderline dissociation within you since you had been a little mute recently not that it was specially due to logan (it completely all was) but you didn't want it to be obvious, you hated that it could be perceived that way so you knew you had to do something about it. who knew heartache for one that didn't love you back could destroy you this badly from the inside out?

.. and today was no different on the logan front. you saw him once today in the halls ushering something to hank — the two in bustling conversation and you made sure not to risk it by going to class, to upset over it all to deal with another short horrible conversation where you were nothing but cold to him as you tried to cut down any romantic feelings you had for him. every time you spoke now you could see the confusion and frustration in his eyes, the mental image to much to bare as you went on hiding in your room and pondering and that’s where you had been since — buried in clothing choices as you tried to stomach down the anxiety that had been growing in you over the fact it was jeans birthday party today and you would have to make an appearance after you had been a hermit since you’d got your heart broken by a guy that didn’t even know. rogue and bobby being the only two people you had really spoke too since the shut down yet their concern had been growing annoying as rogue clearly told bobby about the little crush she could’ve guessed, and got out of you when the two of you were high together a few months ago, you had on logan. bobby actually giving you little options of guys you could date to get over someone which was all you needed to hear when you realised rogue had told him as he literally mentioned hank who they knew you recently hiked with since he had been bothering you over your melancholy, yet you had left before it was a full fledge little argument.

just the thought of having to socialise with him and the others and step out of the hole you’d built for yourself to hide in irritated you especially for jean of all people’s party, your ‘smidge’ of hatred for the woman who had really been rude to you since she’d known you not because of logan, because god on that front she wins and it feels like she’s married to him despite her ties to scott, but on the power front. she knew you had powers incomparable to hers that you hardly even showcased magneto being someone who taught you many things when you were younger, your own parents being raven and charles. of course you had powers which were indescribable.

and most of the time you wanted to use it on that bitch. you were lucky she couldn’t get into your twisted mind to find that fact out.

you let out a little sigh as you decided on the black mini skirt and sweater — you finally having an excuse for the fall outfit and lack of dress because it was october which has always been your favourite season and best time of year yet this year that didn’t apply because you haven’t been hardly able to enjoy it because of isolation you’d forced yourself into.

y/n had to swallow her own self pity down as she leaned over to her perfume bottle on the drawer next to her mirror as she took in the image of her body in the skirt. her shrinking body, a scoff leaving her lips as she wasn’t happy with what she saw in the reflection. she never could be. the aroma of the perfume not masking her feelings at all as she put on some dc martens paired with black tights. the perfect little outfit yet she was sure jean would be outshining her on that front. god she didn’t even wanna imagine logan’s eyes being locked onto jean tonight, the heart ache already unbearable to comprehend as she swallowed a lump that formed in her throat. that aching feeling hadn’t gone away since the start of knowing logan the way she did, maybe that was a sign from the people above about how destined it was.. or how not it was.

these muddled thoughts led her too some early drinking as if she wouldn’t be getting shitfaced later. pregaming alone which is a bit self pity full as she swallowed the burning liquor down her throat, the whiskey hitting her softly and slowly enough to give her the confidence to leave her room twenty minutes later for this party.

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the decorations were perfect, the present corner was overflowing and the students and people were everywhere. jean being clearly the popular girl from the looks of this party, as if y/n already didn’t know that, as the blasting music just made her more aware of the scenario she was in as she fought the urge to look around the room for logan as she went straight over to the bar that had been made. the party was the perfect one a girl, woman, could ask for and y/n could feel the jealously bubbling already that she bit down as she forced a friendly smile to join her lips.

walking through the dancing groups of people, there hardly even being any spaces to walk unless you wanted to bump into a coked up or insanely drunk teenager or wade. who she was lucky to get past without having to talk to yet, no matter how much she did like and enjoy his company she couldn’t deal with his jokes right now which she could guess who’d they’d be centered around, she knew he knew to some extent she was just lucky he hadn’t out rightly said it. that would be too much pity for her to deal with, that coming from wade being another level of pathetic.

the second she leant against the bar she managed to grab the busy barmaids attention giving her a soft nod and polite smile as she didn’t notice the figure beside her as she asked for a coke and vodka.

“thank god you’re showing your face — i thought i was going to have to clone you to get a good conversation.” hank rolled out his tipsiness showing as he pulled y/n into a tight hug when he was sat down on the stool. y/n letting out a low chuckle as she hugged him back nicely, his presence being a little surprise she tried not to seem so bothered about.

“hiya hank.” y/n said softly as the barmaid came over with her drink, placing it next to her. “thanks.” y/n nodded out as hank placed his hand on the stool next to him as she immediately grabbed it and took a swig.

“come! sit.” he ushered in with a drunken smile on his face, a bright one as usual, as he patted the bar stool next to him inviting her to sit and before y/n could even speak up in reply as she slid down on the stool hank bit in.

“where the hell have you been?” he abruptly said bluntly, putting a little look on his face off one that’s pissed off as y/n felt the guilt rush through her as she wrapped her fingers around the glass drowning her truth in the drink as she took a big sip off the liquor acting as if that didn’t taste appalling as she shrugged her shoulders at hanks obvious question which has an obvious answer to that she’d play off as a stupid claim if questioned about it.

“—i’ve been busy! controlling powers— small missions, and that.” y/n lied out.

hank furrowed his eyebrows at his words, giving her a knowing look before he shook his head swiftly at what she said. seeing right through her little lie he truly knew nothing much about what the truth was or not as he took a little sip of his beer.

“i know you but i’m not pushing it— rather you bite of logan’s heads rather then mine.” hank said out lowly as y/n’s eyebrows furrowed at his comment as a look of confusion spread over her face at the mention of him but before she could question hank on it she was met with two hands around her waist, pulling her tightly back purposely.

“hello pretty little liars, you’re aria?” wade said loudly into her ear his drunkenness obvious as y/n scoffed, him clearly stating that because her outfit choice as he squeezed her even tighter y/n’s eyes rolling as she elbowed him playfully back as his hands on her faltered as he playfully shoved her back.

“—elsa! you made it snow yet?” y/n said back to him as she was met with the sound of his laughter as he pulled on the stool next to y/n, making the guy who was sat on it mutter a curse before wade sent him a glare and then went speed walking away clearly a boy as young as fourteen or thirteen who just got the shit scared out him for, wade’s harsh look as he sqt down on the stool as he met y/n’s gaze.

“you know i have honey.” he nodded out with a smirk as hank leaned into the twos space.

“shots anyone?” hank rolled out, fixing his glasses as wade enthusiastically said a quick yes, y/n adding to the fire. “—very much needed.” y/n drove out as wade sent her a little look of knowing yet he held back the urge to call her out on it. he was being a ‘good’ friend in his eyes anyway, he didn’t wanna hear her say things about logan when he knew a few things himself on how the other party felt.

hank calling the barmaid over as wade pulled y/n’s stool closer to his that knowing look still present on his face as he played with the knowledge he had a bit just in a little playful way.

“you seen the birthday girl yet?..gave her a gift?” wade said sarcastically knowing the two didn’t really see eye to eye on a LOT of things as y/n gave him a little glare, him having been present for many of their little disagreements.

“luckily i haven’t, as i’ve brung nothing.” y/n rumbled back as wade nudged her playfully with her words as hank grabbed the tray of shots from the barmaid— y/n’s eyes widening once she saw how many shots he had ordered. “fifteen?” y/n broke out with a raised eyebrow as hank chuckled as he took one, downing it straight away before grabbing another as wade spoke up cockily.

“who’s pants are you trying to get into?” wade rolled out, his voice sly as he grabbed two for himself as y/n leaned over and took one ready to get shitfaced, maybe that’d stop her mind from falling back onto logan every other second her longing heart internally hating this situation more and more as she yearned to see him but she bit back the urge to even look around for him. halting that urge by taking a shot.

“preferably anyone with a pulse and no dick between their legs.” hank said right as y/n took another shot, her nearly choking on the burning liquid which was a horrible mix of vodka and god knows what.

“i can tuck.” wade said lowly as this made it worse, y/n nudging wade, shaking her head as she held back her laugh as she swallowed the shot she just took. “disgusting!” she rolled out as she took another, downing it before placing the shot down on the table.

“ah! sweeties jealous.” wade spoke up sarcastically with that all familiar cocky smile on his face with that teasing glint in his eyes as he handed another shot y/n’s way as she took it gracefully as they all cheersed their glasses together. that being just one of the about eight times they did that within the next thirty to sixty minutes as y/n bit back her thoughts with copious amounts of shots and soon enough they had gone through a good four or so tray off shots and a few drinks each.

every passing minute y/n felt her mind get closer and closer to the edge as every time she felt that aching feeling grow she’d swallow it back with another sip of liquor or large shot — wades jokes passing the time and hanks yapping and her own occasional drunken chime in making her mind a mess as hank got another row of shots.

the songs and wade and hank’s voices becoming a blur in y/n’s mind as she swallowed nothing but the truth with those shots. every sip feeling like more heartache she couldn’t stop having.

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y/n was practically stuck too the bar stool, her eyes scanning the crowd occasionally (by occasionally around five times if not more a minute) as she looked for him. her mind lingering on a certain someone as it always tended to do the liquor just amplifying those feelings as hank spoke up.

“you know— you look like your mum.”

his words caused y/n’s attention to snap over to hank as she raised an eyebrow, wade making a little ‘oo’ in the background even if he couldn’t help but agree with his comment as he sipped on the cocktail he had ordered a few drinks previously that had just been laying there on the side. the bartender making a fuck ton of profit from these three miserables.

“very dead?” y/n said sarcastically as hank gave her a little look — clearly a little annoyed she didn’t take the comment seriously as he leaned a little closer to her.

“beautiful you idiot.” hank added out, his words making her eyebrows furrow a bit as she took in his drunken words as she gave him a little a smile — swallowing the depreciating joke she was close to making as she took a sip of her drink.

“thank you hank.” y/n nodded out calmly as wade butted in.

“—fucking hell, incoming for angry jacob twilight wannabe.” wade cursed out as y/n’s gaze moved over wade following his eyes to where he was looking, her heart feeling as if it was flipping and twisting in her chest as she watched logan walk into the bar games room as she furrowed her eyebrows at the sight of jean following him angrily. her looking perfect as ever.

yet before y/n could think another thought she locked eyes with logan from across the room — their eyes meeting as she felt a weight lift immediately onto her as she swallowed a lump that formed in her throat at just the sight of him. it felt as if time has frozen just as they looked to each other , his eyes taking everything about her in as she did the same his way.

he practically immediately walked over, more like stomped over, as he seemed clearly agitated. more then usual as his eyes dawned onto wade and hank before resting back to y/n as he stopped in his tracks in front of the seated three.

“who thought getting a teenager shitfaced was a good idea?” logan nearly growled out, giving wade a glare as y/n’s eyes lingered back on jean who saw who he was talking to and turned away her being even more pissed then him, y/n holding the urge to go into her mind and find out why as she brung her gaze onto logan after seeing jean walk off somewhere else in the room, her patience clearly wearing thin. her wanting to make a little childish comment about how she wasn’t when wade spoke up.

“gods probably.” wade rolled out in reply as logan scoffed at what he said.

“y/n.” logan said, her eyes meeting his own as she took in his appearance. her eyes lingering on the chain that was wrapped around his neck — one he told her was something jean gave him when he first became an xmen, something he hasn’t worn in months, this fact only making her feel a number of horrible thoughts as she grabbed her drink and took a mean swig. swallowing her own building self pity as she forced a fake smile logan immediately knew to be fake.

“hi.” she said swiftly after she put her drink back down on the table — his eyebrow raising a little at her hostility as he looked to wade, hank the back to her.

“uh—“ logan spoke up, trying to find the words to say as he looked at her a bit lost for words at how she was acting as he swallowed a lump that had formed in his throat — feeling his frustration rise as he tried to control it, “where have you been?” he said lowly, hank raising his eyebrow at how this little conversation seemed weirdly tension filled. wade knew why, he could’ve called her little feelings for him back when she first met the guy but now he couldn’t help see how serious it was because off the way she was looking at him and how it was affecting her.

he couldn’t even brung himself to but in as he buried himself in his drink. hank doing the same.

“i’ve been busy. but i’ve been around— i saw you two days ago.” she said quickly, shifting in her seat a little as his eyes almost felt as if they burnt through her.

“you didn’t stay,” he said taking a pause as he looked at her, taking in just how intoxicated she seemed as he tried to analyse it, “like you uh- normally, do.”

his words touched a nerve on y/n as she felt that all familiar heart ache grow y/n trying to act as if the feeling inside her wasn’t killing her right now and ripping her to shreds as she kept her gaze on him, his eyes on her making her think and feel a number of things she hated.

“—had somewhere to be.” she replied quickly, his eyebrows raising at her bluntness to her reply as he knew something was off. he sensed it, the drunkness only adding to his worry as he went to step closer when he was cut off by a voice behind him.

y/n eyes dawned on the sight off jean, a tight silver dress on showcasing her curves as her red hair flowed down by her side as she looked at logan who hadn’t even brung himself to met her gaze yet. y/n immediately being hit with a truck load of insecurities just with a glance to the older women who had the only guy she’d ever loved wrapped around her finger.

y/n’s heart feeling as if it was stepped on as she kept her gaze on him — time feeling a little slow motion.

“logan—now.” jean said harshly.

“lo- logan.” she said again, y/n not leaving logan’s gaze as he swallowed his own spit as he eventually brung his gaze over to jean.

“logan— he knows.” she said harshly, her words a little quiet as they were clearly just meant for logan’s ears yet y/n heard them. “now! come on?” she questioned out frustratedly, saying that to grip his attention as logan looked to jean then back to y/n, wade and hank watching like it was a drama.

the air felt thick with some sort of something as y/n swallows, her eyes on him as he bit down on the inside of his cheek.

“be careful kid, remember to slow down.” he rolled out before he turned away with jean going right to her side as y/n scoffed as he walked off turning her attention back to the barmaid — not feeling logan’s eyes burning back to her as he took a long glance her way before disappearing off with jean into the party to sort whatever was happening.

y/n rolled her eyes the second she turned her attention back over to the bar as she looked down at the bar table, swallowing her thoughts down with the rest of her vodka as she felt the others eyes on her. they sensed on the tension — it was impossible not too.

“so they’re fucking again.” hank commented lowly and cluelessly. his words being like a gut punch to y/n as she bit down on her tongue as she called back over the barmaid, leaning over and ordering a couple shots as she sat back down in her seat.

“mm, most definitely.. hell for scott.” wade ushered out lowly, feeling a sense of guilt as he saw the way y/n’s eyes fell as y/n tried to mute out their conversation in the background as she welcomed the shots with open arms as she pulled the tray closer to her as she heard wade and hank whisper behind her as they leant over to gossip about the rumours of jean and scott being over as y/n’s heart felt as if it was plummeting and beating as fast as it ever had with every shot she took. the information she was hearing just making her internal pain grow worse as she tried to drink it away every shot seemingly enhancing her hurt as the metal images she were getting hurt her brain as she felt the urge to do something about it.

her mind full of relentless unlimited thoughts that were screaming at her as she placed the last empty shot glass she had down — the shots helping limit the voices to some extent as the barmaid came over and refilled them without another word most likely sensing her anguish as y/n nodded to her with as much of a smile she could muster up as she thought back to the conversation with logan.

“we’re going to dance— you coming?” wade spoke to y/n as that brung her out her gaze with the bottom of the shot glass as she shook her head, “no—thanks,” she slurred out as hank gave her a small nod and pat on the shoulder before they disappeared of into the crowd leaving her alone after saying their be right backs— her lips immediately around another glass as she finished the rest of the drinks thay were laid out in front-of her.

y/n either needed fresh air and a sick bucket or the man she loved and craved, and she was going with the latter. her desires only heightened which was making just about everything worse due to the mess the alcohol had started to cause her brain and body.

her heart pounding as she stood up, everything going messy and spin like as she stumbled through the crowd. her mind on one thing and one thing only, one person, as she got pushed around a bit by the dancing people as she made her way out the bar room she was in. her eyes searching the place as she looked for him in every corner, in every face, every person, every laugh, every grunt and every noise. she was searching for him like she had been doing within her heart ever since she’d know the man.

yet what she didn’t expect to see when she turned the corner was him right there. logan right there in his bubble of perfection as she saw it. her eyes taking him in as she saw him in the hallway — a smile joining her lips as she started to walk over to him planning what she was going to say in her brain. how she was going to do any of this? she didn’t even know what she had planned, she just wanted to speak to him. she needed to see his smile. she missed it. she wanted to make him laugh like usual, she wanted to kiss him, feel his touch. she needed it, it was destroying her to not have him. why was she ignoring him for the past two weeks? she should just tell him. nothing bad could hap—

“mine.” she swore she could make out logan saying, her eyebrows furrowing in pure confusion as she took one little step closer to where he was as her eyes dawned on a certain red head with a killer smirk on her lips as she had a tight grip on his chain.

and with that every thought she just had was crushed within the space of five or so seconds as she heard jean’s light hearted chuckle next, her voice grating against y/n’s mind as she swallowed her own spit back down as she made sure she couldn’t be seen by them. feeling the sick feeling rising in her as she watched logan’s hands wrap around jean’s waist as she pulled him closer to her in a teasing action that broke y/n’s heart in two.

she was frozen in her tracks, watching as the one she loved was with the one he loved.

“you’re mine.” ringing in her ears as she just made out what he had said to jean as his words sent a chill through y/n’s body as she felt the tears start to boil in her eyes as she couldn’t tear her eyes away from the scene. her mouth fallen gap as she watched as he roughly had her against the door jean’s hand going down to the handle of said door as y/n watched as jean pulled him in the room with her roughly.

the door slamming behind them as she felt her beating out her chest, her breath shaky and hitched as she swallowed.

and when she heard a little squeal come from the room over the music a few seconds or minutes later, she couldn’t tell how long had passed, that’s when she knew she needed to go before she turned into a public laughing stock as she turned on her heel — shakily making her way through the crowd again, unbeknownst to the tears dropping down her cheeks as she fought her way through the dancing crowd as she tried to get the hell out of here as she thought she was fighting back her emotions, yet she really wasn’t doing too good of a job with it.

“watch it!” someone yelled out over the music to y/n as she shuffled past them quickly, stumbling out and disappearing through the back door as she made her break for it. her heart feeling broken to an extreme it hadn’t felt before which was only amplified by the alcohol as she felt her brain chemistry formed for logan be destroyed within a matter of moments. seeing it in front of her own eyes being completely different from assuming it had happened.

the fact they were doing that right now she just couldn’t and didn’t want too comprehend it. it hurting her so much she felt as if she was going to be sick, she could feel it to the extremist point that when she managed her way to the end of the courtyard where her little spot was with her childhood swing set, where she’s surprised she even remembered the whereabouts off in this state, she couldn’t stop herself from leaning down into a bush shakily.

her mouth watering, her throat burning with liquid as y/n threw up into the bush her heart pounding ridiculously as she felt the tears burning against her cheek as she didn’t even notice the feeling off two strong hands holding her hair back. her body shaking as she kept being sick, feeling the acid burn her throat as she felt a strong hand round her hair pulling it into a ponytail and another hand around her fragile body to keep her up.

her body flinching a little at the touch as the person leaned a little closer as y/n was sick some more, “it’s okay—“ a low voice ushered out as y/n couldn’t help be sick again, leaning down closer into the bush nearly tripping into it as the person held her upright. their hand snacking onto her waist as y/n leaned back into their touch. basically tripping into it as she let out a shaky breath as she wiped her mouth with the sleeve of her top.

her eyes moving up onto an all familiar face and she instantly cursed in her brain as he managed to move her over to the swings, sitting her down in one of two seats as she clung to the chain of it leaning her body against it freely as she let out a little cry.

“you’re good.” scott said softly his voice low as he spoke into a comforting tone that didn’t completely soothe her as she felt the tears trail down her cheek as he kneeled down — his hands stabilising the swing that was rocking a little as he looked up at her making sure she was okay on the swing. the cold air hitting the twos faces as the moon shone down on the courtyard, the faint sound of pop music from the mansion being completely distant to both of them.

“scott.” she managed to say, him being able to tell how far gone she was by the way she slurred her words as if her crying and throwing up didn’t prove that enough. his eyes on her as he moved her hair out the way for her, tucking a strand of her hair behind her ear as she held back a little sob which wasn’t held back that well as she let out a shaky whimper.

“w-why— doesn-t he love me?” she spoke out quickly, her breath shaky and her voice high pitched as she let out little sniffles in between words, the weight of those making a sad smile tug on scott’s lips as he kept his hand on her face trying to keep her upright which was sort of impossible as he kept his comforting warm hand against her face. just trying to make her feel okay.

“—he—“ scott cut himself off before he moved closer to her, trying to keep her calm, “he does love you okay?”

y/n shook her head at scott’s words as she let out a muffled sob against her wrist, shaking her head as scott wiped the tears from her cheeks. “not like i want him to.” she rolled out in a slur, scott feeling his heart beat quicken at her little admission as if he didn’t know how she felt over him before as he moved his finger across her cheek in a soft circular motion, his hand cupping her jaw.

“hey- he does okay?” scott said quickly as he moved her jaw down so she met his eyes again, his tone soft as he moved himself to the other swing next to her — the second he was sat him moving his swing closer to her own. tangling the chains of his swing up a little in doing so.

“he does.” scott added out again, y/n not believing him at all as she swallowed a lump that had formed in her throat as she leaned herself again the hand that was cupping her face as she nearly tumbled off the swing.

her biting down on her tongue as she let out a little squeal as scott placed his hand on her back supporting and holding her up as a little chuckle left her lips as she leaned forward a little. scott not letting his hand move as worry was evident on his face as y/n turned to him a sad smile on her lips, tears still evident on her face.

“i wish.” he heard her whisper as he swallowed, his own voice breaking a little, “come on. okay? he doesn’t know what he’s missing right now.— he doesnt see you liking him.” scott said softly, giving her a little playful nudge as y/n started to lose the energy to even speak off it as she felt another tear slip down her cheek.

his words were taking the weight off her shoulders as she moved in the swing a little, scott’s comforting hand on her back which was now sort off around her waist making her sure she wasn’t going to fall as she moved a tiny bit closer to him on her swing. their swings touching a little.

“you deserve better then jean-y bitch.” she managed out lowly, scott not being able to help the chuckle that escaped his lips at how she put it as he looked out at the mansion in front of them. the moon present in his red tinted glasses.

“yeah— i’m starting to realise that.” he chuckled out as y/n gave him a drunken smile in return as she locked eyes with scott. someone she’d hardly noticed was this nice mostly due to the words logan remarked about him all the time as her smile couldn’t help but grow as she looked at him. the air softening between the two as y/n felt tiredness fall over her as she leant against the chains a little as she slowly moved her gaze over to the moon.

a few moments of silence passes before scott spoke up.

“y/n?” scott managed out trying to grab her attention as he saw he eyes wondering a bit. his eyebrows furrowing when he heard no answer in return, her silence scaring him as he nudged her.

“y/n?” he quickly said out once again, nudging her a little as he saw how limp her body was and noticed her closed eyes.

“fuck— y/n.” he ushered out quickly as he stood from his seat and went right to her side as he kneeled down, tapping her face to try and catch her attention. y/n stirring a little at his action as he stood up, pulling her up with him as he placed his hand around her waist as he tried to shake her a little which did the job as her eyes fluttered open to meet his own.

a drunken smile joining on her lips as a tear dropped down her cheek that she didn’t even notice as she chuckled a little, leaning close to him as she swayed a little.

“scott.” she said lowly as scott gave her a low chucke as she placed her arm around him drunk on, him wiping the tear of her cheek softly something he’d done a number of times since being in her presence tonight.

“okay it’s time to go sleep— im taking you to bed.” he explained softly as y/n looked at him with a little furrowed brow as he started to walk, helping her walk alongside him her hardly even able to realise she was walking as she leaned against his touch.

“you’re good.” he said calmly to her as they walked through the dark courtyard, the illuminated by the moon field of grass between them and the bustling school /xmansion being the only light to guide them. his grip on her tightening softly when she nearly tripped over her own feet, a low chuckle escaping his lips as he realised just how long of a walk it was to the mansion. him sighing as he held her upright. “nearly there.” he muffled out as y/n leaned to him.

“—‘m gonna be sick.” she quickly flushed out before throwing her head over in the other direction as scott patted her back and stopped in his tracks at her words as she was sick again — him holding the urge got to be sick too because the smell as he focused on helping her. his heart skipping a beat bit as he felt his anger growing over logan putting her in this situation where she was so drunk she was being sick or the fact that she was being sick just thinking about logan it made his blood boil as he felt his jaw clench — his eyebrows twitching as he helped her get it all out, whispering little comforts as he soothed her back.

“good girl. “ he said lowly as y/n brung her gaze into him once more him giving her a small sad smile as he placed his hand back around her waist to guide her, “cmon, bed.” he whispered out to her as they started walking again. having to go through the party definitely going to be a difficult task as scott tightened his grip around her waist as they walked past a couple people hanging around the outside area of the building as the music met y/n’s ears as once they got into the building scott called for people to move out the way as he made y/n stay close to him. her eyes wondering over everyone in her drunken haze as scott helped her over to the staircase which was through a couple wide, filled rooms.

her swearing she came across wade and hank in the corner with two twins and colossus’s doing a certain something to wade, her eyebrows furrowing at what she believed to have just seen as she shook it off as she met scott’s words.

“you need to be carried or are you okay?” scott asked as if he was babying her which sent a wave of comfort through her body as she let the question hang in her brain as she tried to form answer to it as she leaned herself against scott.

“‘u—‘i can—“

“scarlett?” logan roughly called out in a raised voice towards scott as he came over out of nowhere. scott rolling his eyes as he quickly picked y/n up, y/n being in scott’s arms as her eyes fluttered open to see logan to the side of them. scott’s jaw immediately clenching as he continued up the stairs without cracking a word to logan as he rushed after the pair. his own anger frustratingly high as he tried to control himself and stop himself from doing anything stupid.

“scott?” logan said harshly, his anger growing as he didn’t get an answer as he tried to get the man to look at him.

“lo-“ y/n slipped out, her voice muffled as she leaned into scott’s arms more as he carried her bridal style up the stairs. her realising his presence, logan’s eyes casting onto y/n and then back to scott. his eyes darkening.

“what have you done to her?!” logan rushed out, his voice cracking with worry as scott ignored his words as he made it to the top of the stairs and continued on down to where he’s pretty sure her room is.

“scott!” logan shouted again trying to get his attention as scott opened the door with his back, giving logan a harsh glare as he walked right over to the bed where he placed y/n down carefully on it. her drunken self pouring the cover over her figure as she rolled over in bed. letting out a little muffled whimper as her head laid on the pillow.

the second scott having let go off y/n he immediately turned to logan scott not giving logan another chance to talk before he connected his fist with his jaw, logan been taken aback a little as he raised an eyebrow, scott looking right at him as logan pushed him back harshly.

“what the fuck did you do?” logan cursed out quickly, scott scoffing as he held back taking his glasses off because of the fact it was a party, not logan’s funeral even despite how much he wanted it to be.

“you should ask yourself that, prick.” scott said harshly. logan’s eyebrows raising at his words as scott pushed himself past logan without another word.

logan immediately grabbing scott’s arm harshly, his claws aching to come out as he met his gaze.

“what do you mean by that?” logan said quickly, his eyes locked onto scott’s as so many questions flowed his brain. his thoughts enlaced with y/n and the worry he had for the girl as scott harshly brung his hand back to his side after shaking logan’s grip off — giving logan a stern look as he looked him up and down judgementally, “god, you are so stupid. you’d think being born in the 19th century would make you slightly smarter then a twenty nine year old.” scott scoffed out lowly, his words only angering logan more as he shoved scott against the wall.

his claws extending as he pressed them close to his throat — his threat there as scott swallowed.

“tell me.” he said harshly as scott couldn’t help a certain look cross his face. completely frustrated by logan, his heart aching for jean in this moment as he stared at what she had clearly picked over himself that enraging him yet also y/n and what she had just gone through herself. the heart ache something he could relate too and he wouldn’t wish that on anyone. yet right now he would logan however.

“she saw you and jean you idiot. meaning i did too. meaning— fuck you.” scott said quickly as he clicked his visor getting the right aim, logan jumping back as scott lazered his chest. his beam going right through as a loud grunt escaped his lips as logan in immediate retaliation clawed scott in the side, scott pushing back the whimper threatening to leave his lips as logan as he got ready to take another shot at the man.

logan raising his eyebrow as the two stared eachother down, “i’ll heal,” logan rolled out his words only angering scott worse as he went to raise his glasses again as logan roughly placed his hand on his chest to stop him, his claws retracted back in.

“i wish you wouldn’t.” scott bit out harshly as logan scoffed at his words, keeping his anger limited as he rolled his eyes.

“jean only needed someone to talk too—“

“you mean fuck.” scott said out harshly, jean crossing logan’s mind as his jaw clenched his gaze darkening as he couldn’t bring himself to shake his head. not that he was thinking about scott’s feelings — right now his mind pondering on another.

scott saw how logan couldn’t even fight back with words — tutting as he pushed him back. logan’s hands falling to his side as the two didn’t break eye contact.

“you know we’re engaged.” scott spit out like venom, his words causing a look of surprise to wash over logan’s face as his mouth fell open, “well we were.” he added out.

“you were— what?” logan fumbled out, confusion written on his face as scott rolled his eyes at his reaction. not that he cared deep down, but it felt like he did right now.

“great.. she didn’t tell you. like she didn’t tell anyone,” he said lowly, “not that it makes it any better what you’ve done,” scott casted out as a few seconds finding passed as he tried to find the words which only come out anger filled, “she’s a caniving cheating bitch.” scott cursed out, logan not bringing himself to react to the words scott ushered about jean as he looked at scott.

logan was about to say something to scott when the sound of y/n’s soft little snores filled the room which made the tension even higher as scott and logan glared at eachother.

“maybe just think next time before you fuck someone else’s girl, again.” scott managed out as he pushed past logan to leave the room.

“i don’t think she’s your girl.” logan called back out before he left as scott’s jaw clenched at his words as he opened the door.

“not anymore. you can have her.” he said harshly as he paused as he knew he had to say something.

“—just think about how y/n feels, because i know hurts.” scott spoke lowly as he left without another word clearly implying a certain fact.

logans heart skipped a beat at his words as the door shut behind scott, his mind feeling as if it was in a war as the tension built in the room immediately. the air feeling thick as he swallowed his own spit not bringing himself to call something back to him as his words couldn’t even bring themselves to form right in his brain yet alone out loud.

his eyes dawned back onto the sleeping girl y/n laying there. looking so soft and innocent, completely sound asleep and his heart couldn’t help twang a little as he bit down on the inside of his cheek — many bustling thoughts cursing his brain as he wished he had never thought of them.

his mind lingering on the thought of jean and what just occurred within him and scott as he came down from the pain that was inflicted on him his chest rising rapidly to a more normal flow as he healed. as he focused his gaze on y/n as he furrowed his eyebrows over what scott had said, trying to wrap his brain around it.

logan’s eyes dawning on y/n. guilt seeping through him as he felt his heart gain that aching feeling y/n had been riddled with since the day she first realised she was in love with the man as he sat on the foot of the bed. his mind feeling melted as he placed his hand on her own his big, gruff and rough feeling hand taking the soft touch of her hand into his own grip. her hand being half if not less of his size as he soothed her. her touch being another level of comfort he didn’t recall experiencing since he was a young boy that feeling sending memories flooding through his brain he couldn’t focus on now.

feeling all the emotions boiling up he’d been fighting to push down as he looked down at her asleep body. what was all of this? she had been distant, almost rude and very cold and scott’s words were making that why question he had on his mind for the past two weeks clearer.

the implication of scott’s words hung in his mind as he looked at her. him eventually bringing himself over to the spare place next to her in the bed not wanting to leave her alone for the night too worried about how drunk she was and if anything could happen in the night.. or anyone else drunkily walking in. but he couldn’t help deep down in knowing that those were just excuses to stay within her presence. asleep or not.

carefully building a gap between the two of them as he laid down — no matter how strong the urge to hug her and comfort her was — as he let out a rough exhale as he closed his eyes.

only to open them three seconds later to look at her. his eyes not leaving her peacefully asleep body for the rest of the night.

[asxtify]

Timeless Devotion - Rafayel

Synopsis: Being reincarnated into a different world sounds like a dream come true, but there’s a person who you truly wish to be with loves someone else. Someone that isn’t you, someone who you look exactly like but not quite. Can you be able to make him fall in love with you, despite looking like someone else?

Genre: Rafayel x Angle Reader, Fluff, Agnst, Smut.

Word count: 2.5k

Now Playing: Chinese New Year - Sales

Tags: Slow Burn, possessive! Rafayel, dom! Rafayel, sub! Reader, S2l, Mc has a name, reader lost their memory, one sided love at first, jealousy, eventual smut, so much agnst, violence, reader looks exactly like Mc, reader has powers, cats seem to follow reader everywhere, doesn’t follow the script in the game, character deaths, author isn’t good a writing, slow updates, side caleb & sylus x reader x zayne & xaiver. Reader is an actual angel.

A/n’s note: first chapter may suck, but i hope you guys enjoy

Chapter 01: An angle sent from heaven?

Congratulations, you have finally died a peaceful life. No regrets, you sadly—but not really, had died young, not later than your twenties. With something called cancer, but you didn’t care. At least you got to witness the happy things that took place in your family, watched your older sister get married. Younger brother become a successful CEO. And your mother continue to support the family with courage and advice—even her love.

But even though your now dead, why are you looking up at a ceiling? A different one at that, not to mention—it’s something your awfully familiar with. The sound of constant beeping makes your ears extremely sensitive, and you don’t know why you’re body is so numb.

Perhaps the doctors can explain, because the sound of a door opening alerts you as you slightly jump out of your skin.

There stood a male who looked extremely familiar to you, and it doesn’t take long to realize what’s going on. ‘Oh god, i have been reincarnated into a game I played in my previous life before dying.’ The look in the males eyes as he scans over the paper reminds you of his usual blank expression when reading over something when it has something to do with his work.

Zayne, the famous doctor who any woman dreams to be with stands before you in his work clothes looking ever so professionally and ready to work. It appears he doesn’t take in your appearance yet as he still stares at the clipboard with furrowed eyebrows, as if he was concerned or confused.

And when he looks at you his eyes almost widened, he blinks once—twice, before clearing his throat as if he was just imagining himself seeing you lying helplessly in a hospital bed. Zayne was no person to mistake anything, and he could of sworn he had talked with Ukiyo a few minutes ago before visiting the room you’re currently in.

So why do you look exactly like Ukiyo?

Zayne immediately became suspicious of you, he leans against the door all while making sure he keeps his distance from you. Which makes your fragile heart shatters into pieces, the person who you adored behind the screen of your phone is now treating you like some sort of unknown creature. But who were you to be all heartbroken over someone who hasn’t even known you.

Not with a face so similar as someone else’s at that, and Zayne was strongly on guard.

“Let’s start with some simple questions, miss.” His voice is deep and assertive, getting straight to the point—and your health since that is his job after all. Despite you looking like someone’s doppelgänger.

“Y/n.” You say ever so quietly, that Zayne barely hears you. He doesn’t misses the way you fiddle with your fingers, your galaxy-like eyes that slightly resembles the trifid nebula darts from object to object in the room. Trying your very best to not make eye contact with Zayne, who boars a hole into your fragile little soul. “Just Y/n.” You say once more, but this time—you’re more nervous than before.

“So, do you have any memory referring to the night that you were attacked?!” Zayne asked, sneaking a glance at you all while you stared up at the ceiling in a daze. You’re not quite sure as to how you even ended up in the hospital but you’re sure enough that you’ve been reincarnated into a body that looks exactly like your Mc—to which you named Ukiyo, back in the real world you once lived in.

It’s best to just tell him a lie if you don’t wanna end up in a mental institution, “I just wanted a can of soda. But my attacker had other plans for me, maybe that’s why I ended up with five stab wounds to the stomach.” You lied straight through you precious teeth, Zayne nodded a bit. As he continues to write down on his clipboard in a swift motion.

He was utterly surprised, the fact that you were able to pinpoint how many stab wounds you received and where without even looking sent signals to his brain that—that wasn’t normal even in the slightest.

The thing is, your story was a lie—but your stab wounds weren’t.

But thank the gods that Zayne has simply nodded his head in approval, he didn’t bother to question you further—especially on your similar appearance pertaining to a certain someone. Because that gave you a seventy percent chance of escaping the hospital without anyone noticing, bor becoming suspicious of your sudden disappearance.

It’s been forever since you’ve been out of an hospital, not since your sisters wedding—in your previous life.

And just when things couldn’t get any stranger, they did. Your vision began to brightly—almost blinding you in the process, it startled you. And you suddenly found yourself standing up, in a pure white void—nothing was there and you couldn’t understand what was even happening—especially to you.

“You must be confused, little one.”

A soft feminine voice, laced with dominance had boomed throughout the void had caught your attention. A figure stands before you with white enormous wings, eyes close even though she’s smiling down at you with nothing but pure kindness.

It melts your heart, to receive such kindness like the woman before you. Besides your family’s kindness, she’s the first person to ever actually approach you with a friendly gesture, at first, you find it hard to reply to her—but that quickly dies down when she speaks again.

“You have been reincarnated into a different world as an angel, my little one.” The word caught you off guard, but you choose not to dwell on it. Though it did catch your attention as she continues to explain you the extreme details, little by little.

“An angel?” You point to yourself, head tilted to the side as your doe trifid nebula eyes stare up at the woman before you. “That sounds nice, i guess.”

The woman laughs, she wasn’t expecting for someone like you to react like that. But she understood since everything was so sudden, to much to process all together anyways. “Yes, that’s correct.” Her voice calm as ever, “though, before i send you back—there’s something you should know.” You await for her to speak once more.

Something in your gut tells you it won’t be good, because the way the woman’s smile slightly turns into a frown says it all.

“You’ll lose all of your memories of your previous life, are you still willing to continue on, little one?” Not only will you lose your memories, but you’ll lose the family you once had—your friends, sister, brother, mother, even your father that barely spoke to you when you were alive.

You’ll lose everything, but are you willing to give it all up?

Only one way to find out.

“Okay.” You slowly say, eyes closed as you take a huge—and deep breath. “I’m willing to lose my memories of everything that i hold precious to me, it may sound selfish of me but this time in this new life of mine—i want to try things that ive never got the chance to do. And I trust you with my memories of my previous life!” You say, determination in your eyes. It makes the woman chuckle, she seems amused by your words apparently.

The woman opens her eyes for the first time, her beautiful aqua-like eyes. It catches you off guard for only a second, before you find yourself smiling as if you were taking your last breath—for a second time. “Very well then.”

A sudden pinkish and blue-ish aura—with a little bit of purple had surrounded you so suddenly, lifting you completely off your feet as you slightly gasp at the sudden action. Your body feel so much lighter, and it feel like something’s growing from your back—and to be hold, it’s your very own pair of wings, and it’s enormous—just like the woman who stands before you with a kind smile.

“Whoa.” You are lost for words as you witness your own self be transformed into something the human couldn’t possibly imagine, “It’s like im in a fairytale.”

The woman only laughs at your words, as she claps her hands together. “Alright, now that your transformation is complete. I shall now send you down to the human world, I granted you with powers beyond anyone comprehension—so use it wisely, little one.”

And for the first time, you smile ever so brightly. “Thank you miss.”

“Please, call me Yuna.”

Before you could utter another word, everything that was once the color white had slowly faded into darkness. And eventually, taking over your mind and vision.

Yuna watches you disappear into thin air before sighing, “Oh my, I forgot to the little one that once she loses her past life memories she also lose her memories on how to operate in the human world. Oh well, she’ll figure it out.” Won’t she?

Well, there’s only one way to find out.

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You slowy open your eyes as you find yourself lying on the soft pure green grass, you don’t remember on how you got here but you strongly want to believe that you just simply decided to take a short nap out in the forest. You sit up ever so slowly, why? Well because the pain pounding in your head had made your movements ever so slow and careful. The pain doesn’t last too long, because your now standing on your own two small feet.

You try to remember what happened on how you got here, or anything at the matter. But sadly, you remember nothing—know nothing but your own name. Y/N L/N. It’s almost as if god had only wanted you to remember your name.

The sound of soft fluttering fills your ears, it makes you perk up at the sound. Turning around you find nothing but the soft trees and bushes fluttering together, but you hear it again, and again, and again. It takes you a moment to realize the sound was coming from you.

You stare down at the pure green grass as the sun shines brightly down on it, creating a shadow beneath you. A enormously large pare of wings raise high behind you, and for some reason, your not surprised, it’s like you knew what you were the moment your eyes landed upon you own pure beautifully white pair of wings. Your skin glows so beautifully and your eyes sparkles all while you take in your surroundings, cover by beautiful pure nature.

Your hypnotized by the beautiful squirrels that climbs onto the long and tall trees, all while the birds fly abover your head and around you. It appears that they to were also amazed by your half human like appearance as well.

Standing in the middle of the forest in nothing but a dress that’s rusty and ripped up and now dirty had not made you question yourself, but the sound of other voices did alert you and your newfound animal friends. As they eagerly tugged onto your torn up dress, that you still don’t understand in how you managed to put on nor got a hold of.

They were warning you, or, trying to get you from being seen and captured by the greedy humans. Known for discovering something unworldly to only capture, abuse, and use it to their advantage. From what you’ve gather from the animal’s thoughts—in which you managed to peer into from using your newfound powers that were gratefully given to you.

While you let yourself be led behind a nearby tree, the voices of humans had grew louder, more aggressive as their footsteps quickened.

“Where is it?!” A soft yet gentle voice had echoed through the forest, it sounded so much to a feminine voice as the footsteps followed behind. Making you dip down into a crouch position, the small sound of bones cracking as you began to retracting your enormous wings. And to your surprise, no one has yet to notice you despite your large wings not being able to hide behind the tall tree. But it doesn’t matter, your safe from the humans eyes, at least.

“Ukiyo, i think wanderer’s escaped. It’s no use in trying to look for them. We should head back.” Another voice chimed in, all you could do was listen as the conversation they were having had interested you.

Wanderers, what’s a wanderer? Nevermind that, I need to get closer! You continued to move in your crouched position as you slowly crept up to the two people who were talking amongst each other. And when your able to get closer, you caught a good look at the girls face—she looked ever so beautiful.

Her eyes were similar to yours but obviously you didn’t know that, you haven’t even looked in a mirror at your own self to even know how you looked.

But you admiring her beauty had soon came to an end when you accidentally step on a branch, making a loud snapping sound, and immediately grabbing the two human’s attention. The girl now know as Ukiyo had spotted only a glimpse of your glowing skin and your torn up dress, before you bolted.

“Who’s there?!” Tara had pointed her gun in your direction, ready to shoot but Ukiyo immediately places her hand in front of her. Eyes filled with pure curiosity and concern for the girl—which was you.

“Don’t shoot, it’s a person, a girl in fact. She looks around our age and—” her skin was glowing oh so beautifully.

“And what?” Tara puts her gun down, staring at Ukiyo in confusion.

“Never mind,” Ukiyo sighs. Her mind already full since she let a wanderer get away, “Let’s just get back before our captain gets worried!” And with that, the two of them went back to Linkon— a place where most people call it their home.

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Never would you thought that you’d be standing in front of a cafe during the afternoon, you ignored all the concern stares you received. Since you did look out of place, homeless is what people would call you. But of course you didn’t know that—or remembered. You somehow had finally managed to get your skin glowing under control since you noticed how it attracted too much attention.

This was your first time being in a city, filled with humans as they walked by so carefree chatting among friends or family. A word that seems so familiar to yet—so far away, like you once knew what the word meant.

But despite your animal friends back in the forest that desperate told you not to enter the humans territory to failed to heed their warnings, walking ever so carefree towards their territory and here you are. Standing in front of a cat cafe with all cats following you and meowing all at once, as if they were speaking to you. To which, they were.

Hey you’re not human are you?

You skin was glowing ever so beautifully.

Your eyes look just like a galaxy, meow.

Perhaps are you an angle sent from the heavens?

Despite all the questions and compliments that were thrown at you, from a bunch of kittens—you ignored them. Not on purpose, but you were curious on what stood before you. Though you don’t hesitate to enter inside, with a bunch of kittens following behind you, as if you were their leader. Some would call you the god of kittens, due to the sight you were giving everyone that was inside the cafe.

The cafe was filled with a lively atmosphere as people chatted away with laughter and some played with the kitties that lingered around the cafe, the food there had smelled oh so good you couldn’t stop yourself from staring at people’s plates. Filled with delicious foods.

You don’t know how their able to get the foods they desire, but from what you can tell, it appears that they have to give money in order to get the delicious stuff.

But you don’t have any money, well, it’s worth a try—even if you fail to buy anything.

“Hey!” A voice calls out to you, making you turn around. And when you do, your faced with a familiar girl with the soft voice you heard in the forest. She points over at you with wide eyes, as if she’s trying to comprehend on what’s she’s seeing.

And that’s when you make a run for it.

Dashing down the endless streets while the girl chases up behind you with so much speed and determination, it makes it somewhat annoyed. Why is she chasing you? What does she even want with you? Not to mention the boy who runs behind her with his blonde hair slightly blowing in his face, as he gives you a stotic expression.

You make a right turn into an alleyway, and it appears to be a dead end. You could just fly away, given that you are an angel. But once again, you can’t be seen out in the public.

As the two finally catches up to you, the sight of the male pulling out his sword alarms you instantly. Oh how you hated when humans only resort to violence in order to gain control, especially of a situation out of their control.

“Wait, we mean no harm!” Ukiyo says, her hand in the air as she takes slow steps towards you.

You immediately back away, eyes trained on the male beside Ukiyo. His grip on his sword had never left, and you for some reason can feel some sort of confusion coming from him. Though, you don’t know the reason. Which makes this whole situation even more difficult than it has to be, it’s not like your wings were out in the open like you didn’t care.

“You…” Ukiyo approaches you, slowly and carefully—all while showing you no harm. “You look exactly like me, but different somehow.”

The sudden sound if bones cracking had make the male who was also present there look around, trying to find the source. Ukiyo notices how your skin glows ever so brightly and beautifully—along with your enormously large wings. It’s practically hard to miss. Ukiyo is left speechless, she knows you’re not a wanderer, but the word that always make its presence known in books had threatened to leave her mouth—something she once believed in when she was a child.

“Are you, an angel?” Ukiyo asks, the slight hesitation in her voice doesn’t go unnoticed by you, nevertheless you nodded—still keeping your guard up. Mentally preparing for the absolute worst.

“What’s it to you, human!” You seethed slightly at the last word that utters from your mouth, though, Ukiyo seems unfazed by your attempt at intimidation. In fact, it makes her chuckle at your attempts—not that you ever even tried. But the girl slowly approaches you, and your wings half shield its in front of you. Startling Ukiyo and the male who stood a little further away from the two if you.

And just when you think things couldn’t get any worse they did, because what Ukiyo had asked you, it was painfully obvious that you were definitely caught off guard.

“Would you like to stay with me for a while?” What the actual fuck.

To be continued…next?

[skilledmeowjesty]

Pairing: Xavier x afab MC

Genre: Smut

Rating: 18+

Word count: 2,420

Tags: slight exhibitionism, oral (MC receiving), unprotected

Content: this is basically a rewrite of the date Fluffy Trap options/outcome, so while it's not required to have that card, this would make more sense if you have

AN: while I've been writing fanfic for over a decade, this is my first attempt at writing an X Reader fic, and it's my first fic not in past tense, so apologies ahead of time if there's issues

"Your final gift is right here"

Azul eyes bore into yours, and for a split second, you freeze, words caught in your throat

This wasn't going as planned

The original plan was simple, just payback for dozens of pranks you had endured at his hands, getting an embarrassing photo as revenge for what he'd been putting you through the past few weeks

Not this

“Is it you, Mr. Bunny Butler?” You ask in retort, slight tease in your tone, even as your heart pounded away so hard you were sure he could hear it

He sat there, leaning back on his arms, watching you intently, his entire focus on you alone

He looked ridiculous and admittedly cute in his bunny butler costume, the bunny headband giving him an innocent charm, looking harmless, but you knew better, not about to fall for the false sense of security, he was a wolf in a bunny disguise, the intensity of his ocean eyes making goosebumps cover your skin

“Will you unwrap your present if I say yes?” He asks then in reply, and once again, your thoughts come to a complete halt

This wasn't going as planned

You lean forward from your place next to him, your hand coming out, giving his tie a soft tap, which Xaiver reacts by pulling back, his hand gently pushing yours away

“What do you want?” he asks this time, the telltale sign of his blush flushing his cheeks, his ears turning deep crimson as his eyes dart down to your bottom lip that you bit gently out of nerves

You blink, trying to think of a quick comeback, something that would fluster him, embarrass him, a proper payback for messing with you for as long as he had been

But, it was hard, the intensity of his gaze, the outfit he wore, the entire air he gave off making your thoughts run ramped, but not able to focus on anything outside of just how handsome he looked, unable to think of anything besides the pull you felt by his very presence in that moment

This wasn't going as planned

‘Call me Master', ‘Sing a song', both of these replies came to mind, but neither are actually said, a single word response tumbles from your lips

“You”

In the blink of an eye, Xavier moves, sitting up, his fingers weaving through your hair as his hand cups the back of your head, his mouth on yours instantly

You let out a startled moan, which he swallows, his body pushing yours back, lying you down on your back, hovering over you, his free arm supporting his weight as his tongue brushed over your lips

This wasn't going as planned

Desperately, you find your fingers clutching into the ends of his butler's vest, tight, holding onto his clothing as if your life depended on it, opening his mouth to him at his silent yet demanding request

Xavier wastes no time, his tongue exploring your mouth as his hand moving from the back of your head to your thigh, pulling to encourage you to wrap your leg around him

This wasn't going as planned

You do as he asks, both your legs snaking around his waist as he shifts to lie directly over you, and you pull away from his intoxicating kiss to gasp when his hips roll down onto yours in the new position, causing Xavier to shift his mouth to your neck, his teeth gently grazing over your skin as he breathes his next words out

“Is this really what you want?” he asks, his tone already husky, dripping with arousal, and the desire in his voice makes your breath catch in your throat, your heart pounding harshly in your chest as his hand moves further up your thigh, forward towards your top, his glove covered fingers stopping just before entering the whim of your shirt

You knew he was asking permission to go further, even as forward as he was being, he still seemed to want to respect whatever line you decided to draw between you two, but at that very moment, there was no line, and you didn't want him to stop, to hold back at all

This wasn't going as planned

Instead of replying with words, your hands release their death grip on his vest to slowly begin unbuttoning it, and Xavier took at as a ‘yes’

Once again, he rolled his hips down against your own, and you could feel the bulge of his growing arousal press against the dampness of your own, another breathy gasp escaping you

This was so different than what you imagined. Of course you thought about it before, having held a silent flame for him for quite some time, you had imagined countless times what your first kiss might be like, what his body would feel like pressed against your own, but nothing could have prepared you to the reality of it, his hot breath against your skin, the skill of his fingers as they explored under your shirt, the bulk of his frame and how strong his body felt when pressed so prominently against your own, it's stole your very breath away

This wasn't going as planned, but, you didn't really mind

When his hands finally made it up to your bra from under your shirt, he pushed the offending fabric up, the cool of the leather covering his fingers as they pinched lightly on your nipples seemed to heighten the sensation, all while his lips danced against your neck with a mix of kisses and soft bites, knowing you'd have marks on your skin when this was all over, and that thought made you unconsciously clench, your body suddenly feeling empty, void, wanting him inside you already

The fact you two were still on the floor of the photo studio didn't even cross your mind, your thoughts completely filled with Xavier alone, hyper focused on the outline of his bulge as he continuously ground down against you, able to feel some of his size through the fabric of his trousers, but it still wasn't enough

Your fingers finally unbuttoned both his vest and his shirt, and so your hands move to explore the expands of his muscular chest, roaming over his frame before your fingers moved to the waistband of his pants, all while Xavier kept up his own assault on your breasts and neck

When you started to fumble with his belt, he pulled back entirely, impatience getting the better of him, he couldn't seem to wait any longer, yanking off his top before moving to remove his belt, looking down at you with an expression you've never seen on him before

The normally laidback and tired Xavier had a fire in his eyes, with determination you'd never seen outside of an intense battle, his breathing labored as he finally finished unbuttoning his pants

You could see the way his blush flushed over his torso, his hands moving then to grip the waistband of your pants, and he pulled them down in one single swoop, practically tearing the clothing off of you, leaving you in only your underwear

Your heart felt like it was going to beat out of your chest, your shirt and bra already pushed up by him previously, leaving your breasts exposed as your greedy lungs tried to gulp in as much air as possible, but it wasn't enough

You weren't sure that in that moment, any amount would be enough

Without a single word, he bent down again, his lips finding their home in between your breasts, a trail of kisses moving down, over your navel, to your hips, lower and lower until his face was rested comfortably between your thighs

When his lips pressed against your cloth covered folds, you gasped, before moving to bite the back of your hand to avoid making too much noise

But being quiet was impossible, especially when he moved the fabric of your panties to the side to lap at your dripping arousal directly, his skilled tongue exploring and moving with purpose, causing your hips to shake almost uncontrollably, his name gasped out, half muffled against your hand as your tried your hardest to keep quiet but to no avail

This was definitely unexpected, his mouth moving with precision, and you could feel yourself being pushed closer and closer to your own undoing, his tongue flicking over your clit before moving to dip in and out of you in a way that left you seeing stars, it was as if he knew your body already, knew what would make you weak and leave you panting even though it was the first time you two did anything remotely similar

Darker thoughts creeped in then, his expertise in making your hips shake so violently for him so quickly giving you the sneaking suspicion he'd had way more experience than most, and while it wasn't your first experience yourself, you couldn't push down the burning jealousy that came with the thought

That was quickly forgotten, though, when he introduced his fingers, and you felt him insert two into you to match the movement of his tongue, feeling his bare skin as he had removed his gloves burned, and you quickly lost all thought

You threw your head back, your hand leaving your mouth to weave into his hair, your hips canting and rolling into his mouth, his name repeatedly leaving your lips like a mantra as you felt your undoing inching closer and closer

“I'm-” you give voice to warning, but Xavier only replies by redoubling his efforts, the tightly coiled string snapping as you ride out the intensity of your orgasm, his tongue not relenting in its movements

Gasping, desperately you tug at his hair, your next words groaned out as you look down at him

“W-Wait!” You moan, and he finally pulls back, meeting your gaze with that same fire, and you felt your heart skip a beat

He waits for you patiently, his hand wiping your arousal off his lips, and you find it suddenly difficult to think, let alone speak

“I-” you pause, trying desperately to catch your breath, your chest still heaving, your blood rushing intently through your veins from your orgasm, your skin burning as if caught aflame

“I want you” you finally manage to get out, and Xavier gives a single nod, pushing his pants and boxers down entirely to free his length before his hands found your hips

Your mouth went dry as you look at him, sitting back on his knees, shirtless, flushed, his cock standing tall, proud, the thickness and length much more than you could have imagined, the size you felt while it was clothed behind his pants was nothing in comparison to the reality

“Understood” he just says, before pulling you towards him, and pushing his way into your body in one thrust

You gasp at the feeling of him filling you entirely, his length filling every inch of you in a way that left you seeing stars, the angle perfectly hitting your g-spot, and you once against lost your breath

He doesn't move at first, just leaning over you, his hands still holding tightly onto your hips, his mouth coming closer to your own as he breathes out his next words against your lips

“Hold onto me” he instructs, and you immediately circle your arms around his neck, pressing your forehead to his as finally, he starts to thrust

“Ah!” You immediately yell, louder than intended, and his mouth crashes into yours to silence you, once again swallowing your moans as he picks up pace, and you try your hardest to keep your voice down, but it was proving to be incredibly difficult when each thrust was angled just right it was all but impossible to hold back your gasps

You were reminded, once again, that regardless of how laidback Xavier was, he was incredibly fit, incredibly strong, and in that moment, he seemed to be using all of his power to leave you a puddle of lust and want under him, his thrusts pushing into you with such precision, such force, that you could feel your second orgasm building almost instantly

Your hands move to his back, fingernails digging into his skin, unable to hold back, and he groans against your mouth at the sting

He pulls back enough to rest his forehead to yours, and you find yourself biting down hard on your bottom lip, trying to keep quiet, not not yell his name out when it was the only thing you could think of doing, your thoughts completely filled by him and him alone

“You don't know how long I've waited for this” he breathes, his eyes boring into yours. You feel yourself clench around him subconsciously at the fact he felt the same, that you had both imagined each other's kiss, touch, bodies

“So tight” he groans under his breath, wincing

His hands tightening their hold on your hips as he increases his pace, continuing, “-for you. How many lifetimes I've waited…” the emotions in his eyes shifting to that of longing as he brushes his lips to yours, his tone vulnerable

“X-Xavier..?” You ask in a gasp, trying to speak but it was impossible, not when he continued to pound into you, filling every inch, taking over every sense, and you could feel your second orgasm inches away, your nails continuing their path down his back

Reading your body perfectly, and knowing you were so close to coming undone, Xavier moves his lips to the cuff of your ear, breathing his next words in a hot whisper

“I've loved you for centuries” he confesses, and it send you over the edge, your climax crashing over you hard, so much more intense than your first, your legs wrapping around and holding him to you in a death grip

Your heart pounded so loudly in your ears, it was hard to focus on anything in that moment, vaguely able to make out Xavier moaning your name, barely registering how tightly he held your hips in a way that was sure to leave bruises as he continued to thrust into you as he barreled towards his own end, only focusing on the feeling him of releasing inside of you

Chest heaving, you were left speechless, but he didn't speak either, just giving a soft smile, before gently kissing your forehead

This didn't go as planned, and you couldn't be happier that it didn't

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Lemme know y'all's thoughts 👀

[honey-minded-hivemind]

(Please tell me if you get tired of the baby Reader stuff. I'd hate to make you uncomfortable with it)

What if Baby Reader is like Jack Jack from the Incredibles? Where they have multiple different mutations that are seemingly unrelated?

Like they can shoot eye lasers, levitate, teleport, turn invisible, phase through solids, polymorph into water, metal, fire, smoke, and a tiny rapid demon, can chew/slash eat anything, duplication, enhanced invulnerability, and wall-crawling? (These are all from Jack Jack's Wiki page)

The X-men would be pulling out their hair trying to control Baby Reader. Logan looks like Bob did in the movie before he took him to Edna.

Xavier: *enters the kitchen*

Hank: *Holding a flaming Reader with a pair of tongs while wearing ovenmitts and goggles*

Xaiver: ??????

Hank: They're hungry, but their bottle isn't warm yet.

If that is Reader's power (multiple dangerous powers), then let's just say everyone gets shell-shocked trying to keep Reader alive and well, while also not dying or getting burnt/bitten/frozen/clawed. This baby is 50/50, either a complete and utter nightmare, or the sweetest cutie pie ever. There is no in between.

(Ar this point, it is best to wear gloves while handling them. You keep your fingers and bones that way)

Hank is trying to find any solution for dealing with a rabid mutant baby, meanwhile Sabretooth is finding this all very amusing and a great work out... until baby Reader bites him, sets his hair on fire, and now the Acolyte base is burning down around them.

This is going to be a long day...

[ice-cream-writes-stuff]

ErROr.3

Love and Deepspace Various! / Reader

《File welcomes you! Enter! ... Good Luck.》

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Enjoying the momentary peace of the cafe, you watch your break time come into fruition. Grabbing your lunch bag, you get ready to head to head over to the break room. But cease your actions when the oh-so familiar door opens to a new customer.

With a somber smile, you place your bag down and look towards the newcomer. Greeting them cheerfully as you pull out a pen and paper for their order.

"Hi (Y/N)!" MC waves to you as Xavier and her step inside. That catches your attention immediately. "Oh, hey! Stopping in for lunch?"

"Yes." Xavier replied as you fan yourself with your notepad. "Hah... Isn't our precious city protected by such lovely people." You say dreamily as MC giggles, face warm as Xavier cheeks tickled pink.

"Well, I'll get your favorites. Hang on a minute please~"

You skip over to the kitchen as the Hunter duo eye the small bag nestled between the register and tip jar.

"Hm?" Xavier doesn't make a move to grab, instead relaying on context clues.

"Ah, it's their lunch." He realized.

MC stiffens, her palms becoming clammy with guilt. "Y-you don't think we're interfering with their break... R-right?" She gulps, as Xavier becomes more quiet.

His lovely eyes slowly widening as the two of them stand quietly in shame.

You arrive back with their items, carrying them with practice eased. "So, what table did you wan- huh?"

Xavier grabs the trays with food from your hold as MC grabs your lunch. The two Hunters nod at one another, a unspoken truce between the pair in loves rivalry. They stood close, shoulder-shoulder as they escort you to a near table.

"Wow..." You gape at their straightforward tactic, rather impressive!

Xavier sets the food down as MC pulls out your chair. Pushing you in as she gently lays your bag on your lap. "You should have lunch with us." Xavier states as MC readily agreed. "Yeah, it's much more fun this way."

Opening your bag as you bite of your dish you brought from home. Smiling with each tasty bite.

You glance away from the two, opening up your phone. A old article displayed of some T.V show, a young woman's photo was shown. Long brown locks a sweet smile as her gleam, underneath her photo was a description of her time as producer.

MC eyes the article, questioning you about it.

"Oh, it' just something I found. Why, does it look familiar?"

Your tone becomes softer as she shakes her head. Xavier peeks at the screen, but he too, didn't seem all informative about the subject. Lips thinning into a tiny frown, shrug.

"I guess it doesn't matter, I was actually looking for a article for Lemire!~" You replied, switching the tab to a cute photo of a plush version of the hero sitting on your dresser.

MC smiles sharply, "AH I SEE... So, he's your protecter?" After saying those words, she recoiled a bit. "And here I thought I was your knight... Damn plush." She whispers under her breath as Xavier was silent at the revelation

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Humming along to the rather "old" song from a old "familiar" idol. You laugh at the sillimanites of his voice. Glancing at the image on the screen, the idols blonde tresses all a flurry as he smiles the viewer.

You do your best to copy the well-trained steps as you dip the mop in a half-hearted waltz.

"!-" A small gasp leaves Zayne as he watches you break the object in two within your hold. You toss it behind your back, ignoring the way it seemed to try and reteach itself.

"Dr. Zayne! A cup of coffee and slow dance?" You invite, masking your worry with a grin.

The doctor grimaces, "I apologize, I thought you would still be open. I'll see myself out-"

You don't answer his apology, merely instead reaching out to him. Gripping his sleeve like a lifeline as you shake your head. "NO! N-no, your fine." Pulling him closer, you drag him in a spinning twirl as he gapes at you.

"It's okay Doctor Zayne; I needed a new dance partner anyway." You say happily, tone becoming begging. "If it's the song, I can change it." You hastily reply.

The doctor, although tired on his feet and wished for a small cup of coffee so he can finish some overnight paperwork. Lets himself indulge in your desire to dance with him. The music keeping the two of you close as you grin effortlessly as he lets you lead.

-

Trying to keep still, Rafayel eyes his sketchbook, as you sat on the rather nice couch. MC stands behind the artist as she fidgets with her gloves. Trying to keep her composure as you shift in the rather... Flowy, outfit.

"Miss Bodyguard, please stop moving. You're annoying my concertation for the subject."

You look towards the female, curious.

"The same goes for you."

"Right! Sorry!"

Rafayel sighs, "I'll put a pause for a moment."

You get up, stretching as you waddle in the clothes without a care. Rafayel rolls his eyes, but follows suit. He walks to your side, notebook left in his former chair.

"Next pose, I'd like you to look at a reference I have for you. "

Pulling out a slip of paper, he hands it to you.

MC carefully peaks at the sketch book, eyes widening.

"That's... That is way too-!" She hushes herself, opting ignore the rather detailed drawing. ...Maybe she'll sang a small photo though on her phone while the artist was distracted.

You on the other hand, gaped at the pose. "I-I.. I.."

Rafayel raises his fingers to your chin, tilting your head to look at him. "Can you do it?" He asks softly...

You could see the hidden depths of the sea in his eyes. Strong, tantalizing.. Always moving..

A happy sigh leaves you as you nodded without much thought. Too preoccupied with his attention on you. "Yes.. Of course."

"Good."

The paper falls out from your hands as it's floats to the ground.

-

Caleb eyes the pomegranate in your hand, cutting up the fruit.

Pipsqueak had invited you over to the apartment for a movie and snacks. Though she hadnt realized that Caleb coincidentally chose to stop by before he would return to his duties.

Without much of a word from you during hus visit, you kept to yourself in the kitchen. Cutting up fruits for a snack for all three of you. He recalled chiding Pipsqueak for lacking in her "Host" duties. Yet the girl pouted and had told him she wouldn't get far arguing you to relax with them in the living room.

Being polite, the male offered his assistance.

"Ah, no. It's fine." You reply, focused on rinsing the apples and pomegranates. He watched you quietly, waiting for the moment he could step in.

It was...

Too much!

Though, it may of looked strange. You were honest reveling in his attention, trying desperately not to make a fool out of yourself!

It was sweet he wanted to help! But you didn't want him to not hang out with his one and only Pipsqueak!

You place down the apples and pomegranates on the cutting boards. A few other freshly washed fruits placed on the side in a bowl.

"You know... Pipsqueak talks about you a lot."

"..." You don't reply, too bashful.

"I can see why, your quite interesting."

You pause, placing down your items as you look at him straight in the eye. Caleb smiles, though he seemed unsure. Did he say something that upset you??

"... T.. Thank you." You said sincerely, determined to get your affection across. "Your interesting too, MC always talked about how nice and cool you are. She.. Really missed you. So, I'm glad I get to meet another important person in her life. Even if it's just for.. A small time."

You babbled with confidence, with every LADS, you wished to tell them what you knew about them. You could only hint at little information without being "caught" for knowing of there Myths or past stories.

So.. You'll focus on the now, and stear the story the best you could from the sidelines.

Caleb's smile parts a bit, frazzled by the words. Though he didn't mind, rather it stirred a nice feeling within him. It made everything feel so... Good. That's all there was too it.

-

Kirean and Luke follow besides Sylus, jotting down the notes from the notepad you gave the two.

"So, you have to carefully trace the creme on top-"

You pause, making sure the twins were poking each other with their pencils. Sighing in relief as they behaved, most likely due to Sylus warning them with just a look.

"And then... There! A perfect latte art!"

The twins clap respectfully, as Sylus lets a small laugh slip by his lips. "Here, try it. I know it's not your usual, but I promise it's delicious." You grin, pushing the cup to him.

The male leans down to look at the small foamy shape, resembling a puppy.

"It's quite cute." He compliments. You thank him, before turning to the twins. "Now, the materials and instructions at your disposal, get ready.... NOW!"

You cheer as the two grab their respective cups.

You smile, enjoying the silliness of it all. "I'm surprised the Twins wanted to learn Sylus. But I don't mind being called here, I love stopping by." You tell him, as the male grins back.

"I couldn't agree more."

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{Part 1. Side Story 1. Side Story 2. Side Story 3. Side Story 4. Side Story 5.}

@mangooes @deputy-videogamer @yoongi-tunes @3ophelia3 @kuni-k @paledonutking @i-literally-dk @liz9898

[I have been reading so many non mc stuff theyre so amazingly written! I sorta wanna make more non mc content that diverts from this series? Would Ya'll be interested in that? Lemme know down in the comments! Comments, reblogs are super appreciated! Thanks for reading, see yall later!]

[delilahcalicocat]

—Starlight—

{Rating: Ah God, Help me I'm choking on Fluff!}

{Warnings: Fem!Reader, Crying, Reader Having Hip dips and a small chest, Comfort, Mentions of Nudity, Kissing, Swearing, Hugging}

{Pairing: Cody Rhodes x Fem!Reader}

{Summary: Fem!Reader has a hard time accepting her body as every other female wrestler looks gorgeous, and despite being busy in his office, Cody Comforts his Girlfriend}

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[Y/N's POV:]

I had just gotten out of the shower, As Later tonight. Me & Cody have to go fight in matches on RAW.

I went to go pick out a cute outfit to arrive in, I settled on a cute Pink Sweater with a light pink shirt underneath it, and a light creme colored skirt.

I grabbed a pair of tights and my underwear too, and began to get dressed.

I sighed as I looked into the mirror, I have hip dips and a small chest, unlike the other female wrestlers, who have large chests and perfect bodies..

I felt tears well up in my eyes as I stared at myself in the mirror.

"Why am I different than the other girls? They all have perfect bodies and I'm almost flatter than a fucking pancake!" I sobbed out

I sat on Me & Cody's Bed, Sobbing..

"Starlight? What's wrong?" I heard him ask

"I'm having a hard time with my body... I hate how I'm not like the other girls, that's why no one likes my matches... they can't watch boobs bounce everywhere." I spoke

"Starlight, you have a perfect body.. you don't need big boobs to have people like you, you're perfect the way you are" He said

"Are you Sure?" I asked

"Of course I am Starlight, I love you the way you are" He smiled

He hugged me..

"But, how can I be sure that anyone other than you likes me?" I asked

"Seth and Roman Joke about how I got a perfect woman all the time, everyone on the goddamn fucking roster loves your style Starlight.." He spoke

"I thought you were busy in your office though, what happened with all your work?" I asked

"Ehh, I finished up my work a couple minutes early. Plus my Starlight's more important to me than some silly paperwork" He said

"Oh, Cody...." I almost Sobbed when said that

"You get ready to go now, I'll be waiting in the car for you dear" He said, walking out of the room

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I got dressed ran outside, and got in the car.

We headed to the arena and got ready to fight in our tag match.

The moments before we walked out, he gave me a couple kisses and we walked out to the ring and fought.

★~★~★~★~★~★~★~★~★~★~★~★~★~★~

We won our match and had our hands raised high, on the RAW before WrestleMania.

Everybody was Cheering backstage and Seth and Roman actually also hugged me, Jey was little busy catching up with Xaiver to Notice Me & Cody though..

I'm so glad everyone actually supports us despite me being different than the other girls..

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[writingrock]

Stories from faraway lands ↠ 100 followers event

a/n: the poll decided on the fantasy theme so this is a masterlist of what will be coming up!

boku no hero academia

↬ gladiator! katsuki bakugou x healer! reader

↬ werewolf! eijiro kirishima x herbalist! reader

↬ wand maker! izuku midoriya x apprentice! reader

↬ runaway prince! shoto todoroki x faun! reader

↬ travelling romantic! denki kaminari x perfume maker! reader

↬ wandering traveller! sero hanta x oracle! reader

love and deepspace

↬ butterfly wing painter! rafayel x butterfly rider! reader

↬ tiefling fighter! sylus x cleric! reader

↬ assistant! xaiver x astronomer! reader

↬ bard! zayne x healer! reader

honkai star rail

↬ nobleman! aventurine x assassin! reader

↬ guardian! dan heng x reader

↬ cursed fighter! boothill x reader

↬ beast tamer! jingyuan x reader

jujustu kaisen

↬ oni! ryomen sukuna x escort! reader

↬ royal enchanter! satoru gojo x cursed queen! reader

↬ fallen angel! suguru geto x demonologist! reader

↬ monster hunter! toji fushiguro x bar maiden! reader

↬ mask maker! nanami kento x princess! reader

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