Extremely vulgar and patently unserious filth-monger. Del. they/them. 18+ a LOT of years. Snowapplewolf main. this is a NSFW LaDS (and very occasionally manhua) fan account. Mature audiences only, og Caleb trope only. Main acct: @deepspace-del.
me holding a gun to a mushroom: tell me the name of god you fungal piece of shit
mushroom: can you feel your heart burning? can you feel the struggle within? the fear within me is beyond anything your soul can make. you cannot kill me in a way that matters
me cocking the gun, tears streaming down my face: I’M NOT FUCKING SCARED OF YOU
Valko had grown up being told that when he'd meet his mate, he'd know. He would stay up so many nights, asking his mom to tell the story of how she met his dad, how she knew that his dad was the one. No matter how many times he'd hear the story, he'd never get tired.
Maybe that was why he believed in love stories. Because how could he not? His parents' was the love story for the ages.
However, seeing how old he was now, he was starting to lose hope.
He had travelled the world, met countless people, and never once had he ever met someone that made him pause. That stole his breath, that made his wolf go wild, that pulled him as if they were meant for him.
Sure, there had been relationships, good fucks- some were genuinely nice women. One relationship had even lasted two years because it was so comfortable. But that was all it was. Comfortable. No one ever captured his heart. No one ever made his soul burn. No one ever made his wolf yearn for them.
Not the way his mother had always told that she did for his father.
So he told himself that love could wait. It would have to wait. He just focused more and more on the company. On his career. On everything other than what he wanted to seek out.
Even now, he was sitting at his desk, overseeing some papers when his assistant knocked.
"Sir?" He popped his head in the office. "We have a bit of a situation downstairs."
"What now, Simon?" Valko sighed and looked up.
"Uh.. there's a woman downstairs. In the lobby. Won't leave until she sees you." Simon explained.
"So? Call security or whatever-" Valko waved him away.
"That's the problem part." Simon swallowed. "She's not doing anything. She's just sitting there. Says that she needs 5 minutes only. Says that she'll wait."
"Wait?" Valko's brows furrowed and Simon nodded. He inhaled deeply and paused. "I'll handle it." Valko said slowly and then took another deep breath.
There were the usual smells. Office cedar, air fresheners, stale coffee, and something new. Different. Sweeter.
Valko closed his laptop and took out his nasal blockers. He usually wore them so his sense of smell wouldn't constantly be assaulting and distracting him. He took another deep breath and suddenly felt his wolf pawing at the back of his throat.
That was new. His wolf never did that. Had never done that.
He walked out of his office and the smell grew stronger. He followed it all the way down to the lobby and there you were. His heart stuttered, his wolf practically tried to claw out of his chest. He had to put his nasal blocker back in so to not lose control and show the whole building his tail.
"I heard you were looking for me." He said smoothly with a smile, offering his hand.
"Mr Ao! Hello!" You smiled brightly and his knees almost buckled. "I'm so sorry for showing up like this but I called and no appointments were available until next month and-"
He wasn't listening. He couldn't. You were shaking his hand and that's all that mattered. All this time he'd spent looking- Somehow you'd come to him. Just shown up out of thin air.
"But anyway- I found a backdoor vulnerability in your new healthcare app-" You pulled away from his hand and he almost reached out to grab you again. You didn't notice that. You were too busy opening your laptop to show him what you'd found. "I have a small cyber security start up." You explained. "And I thought that if I'd emailed you about this, it might look like a scam or something -"
You were still talking but all Valko was doing was looking at you. Your hair, your eyes, your smile, the way your mouth moved as you spoke, your hands as they glided over the keys on your laptop. Whereas his wolf was purring because he was just near you. A soft chant churning in his head. Mate. Mate. Mate. Mate.
"See?" You smiled, showing him your laptop screen. "That could lead to potential data leaks." Valko nodded. He had heard absolutely nothing you'd said. "Whoever built the authentication layer probably forgot to tie up the loose ends- It's nothing catastrophic. Yet." You turned to him and he was just... There. Without a single working braincell.
"Right... Can you show me the code again please?" He tried to piece together what you'd said.
You nodded and put your laptop on the receptionist's desk. Valko moved closer to look at your laptop over your shoulder and definitely not to smell you.
The nasal blocker was there but this close, he could still smell you. Like pine after rain. Like a warm beach day. Like midnight after a thick snow. Everything was so crisp and you were showing him a code that looked like hieroglyphics at the moment.
"Mr Ao?" You asked, unsure if he was even listening.
"I'm sorry." He gave an easy smile to cover up the torment inside him. "I'm a little distracted. Work and all-" He lied. Oh god I just lied to my mate what would mother say? He cleared his throat. "If you could give me your number, perhaps we can arrange a proper sit down and discuss this?" And then afterwards I'll throw you over my shoulder and we'll disappear for at least a month.
You smiled again and his wolf preened. You were smiling at him. For him.
"Of course." You handed him your business card.
"I'll take very good care of this." And you. Oh god I'll take such good care of you. He slipped the business card into his pocket.
You nodded, "Well.. um- I should go- I'm sorry for causing a scene and-"
Cause as many scenes as you want. Anything you want. His brain was burning up. This was everything and more than what his mother had told him would feel like.
"Thank you." He breathed out as you put your laptop on your bag. "For finding this." And me. Thank you for finding me. "We would have landed in a lot of trouble and lawsuits if you hadn't."
"It's really no problem. You're doing good work. I didn't want it to stop just because someone made a mistake." You assured him. "Thank you again for your time, Mr Ao."
"Valko. Please, call me Valko." He said softly. You'll be saying it for the rest of life, soon enough.
"Valko." You repeated and his wolf purred in his chest.
He shook your hand again, his other hand coming to cover yours completely. "I hope to see you again soon." And then never let you go.
Im genuinely in awe and slightly shaking at this like who would have thought being lonely and desperate for a few nice words from a fictional good looking guy last year would lead to fighting for whats right and taking down corruption....
୨୧ — You were drooling, eyes rolling back as you dug your nails into his shoulders trying to slow Valko down. Useless. Your legs wrapped around his waist, heels digging into his lower back as he drove into you, his name falling from your lips like a prayer between desperate pants.
“V-Val- hhahh- Val-ko- s'too- m'gonna- too m-much-“
Words? What were those? Your brain had turned to mush about three orgasms ago.
A whimper caught in your throat. Tears pricked at your lashes at the stretch, at being so fucking full, like he'd shoved your organs aside to make room.
“Hah-“ His voice broke, and you could feel every muscle in his body trembling, fighting something feral as his tail lashed wildly behind him. “Tryna be gentle but you-“
He fucked you like a beast anyway. Forehead pressed to yours, ears flat against his head, panting into your mouth. Your slick made the filthiest sounds every time he thrust home and when his teeth found your neck hard enough to break skin, the noise you made had his rhythm stuttering.
“Sorry- ngh- didn't mean-“ But he didn't stop. Couldn't.
His hand slid under your back, arching you up into him. The other pinned your wrist to the mattress. Blood smeared across your throat from his lips.
“That's it, that’s my good girl-“ Completely gone. Ruined.
You came screaming and do you think that made him slow down? Fuck no. He didn't slow down even a little.
“Again.” Barely a whisper. Begging. Pleading for just one more scream from those pretty lips…
“Valko- can't- no more-“
His ears drooped, this wounded little sound in his chest, “I know babe, m'sorry-“ His hips snapped forward anyway, “what’s a pup supposed to do? You just feel so good- cant- shit- can’t stop-“
Your cunt was a sloppy, ruined mess at this point- syrupy strings of your cum and arousal coating his cock, smearing creamy across your inner thighs. You could feel yourself dripping between your ass, making a puddle beneath you.
Then something big started pressing at your entrance.
You felt it before your sex stupid brain could process it- this thick, swelling pressure at your already stuffed hole. Stretching you wider. Wider. Too wide-
His knot.
It shoved inside with a wet POP and you shrieked, back bowing clean off the mattress, nails carving bleeding trenches down his spine. The sudden fullness -that fat bulge locking him in, plugging you up, pressing against every sensitive nerve- had your vision whiting out again. Your cunt spasmed around him, another orgasm cresting before the last one even finished, milking his knot in desperate fluttering clenches.
“Huh? What happened?” Total confusion. His ears shot up, head tilting, “You alright babe? Did I do something?”
“Your- your fucking knot- fuckfuckfuck-“ you choked out.
“What?” He blinked down at you, all golden puppy eyes while his monster sized knot split you in half, “What's wrong with it?”
“Ser -seriously? Sh’too- It's s’too big-“
“It is?” As he smirks he shifts his weight and you damn near passed out, “seems fine to me?”
You laughed -or sobbed, hard to tell- and it broke into a moan when he rolled his hips experimentally. You grabbed his hand and shoved it down between your bodies, pressing it against the bulge in your lower belly. Obscene. Fucking obscene.
“Valko.”
He looked down. Blinked. His tail started wagging. Actually wagging!
“Oh wow.” Like he'd found something mildly interesting, “That's pretty crazy.”
“YEAH.”
“Does it actually hurt?” He pressed against the bulge with genuine curiosity and your eyes nearly rolled back into your skull. Tail still going.
“Do you- hahh- do you seriously not know- how huge-“
“Dunno, never measured?” He dropped a casual kiss on your forehead, sweet as anything, while his fat fucking knot throbbed like it was trying to reshape your insides. “Always been like this. Annnnd those noises don’t really convince me you’re in pain.”
You were gonna fucking murder him. Right after you finished losing your mind on his cock.
He ground down into you and you came so hard you forgot your own name, pussy clenching around him like a goddamn vice.
“Oh- shit- shit-“ Finally cracking, his voice going high and whiney, “Squeezing me so tight, you’re gonna make me-“
He buried his face in your neck and came with a broken whine, and you felt it- pulse after pulse of hot cum pumping into you, filling you up til your belly rounded out even more. His arms caged you in, tail thumping against the mattress as he bred you full.
“S'good,” he slurred against your throat…
“Valko,” you whimpered, brain leaking out your ears., “M'so full-“
“Mm?” He sounded so pleased with himself.
Still absolutely clueless.
Way later -who even knows how long- he was still on top of you, weight braced on his elbows so he didn't crush you. His knot pulsed lazy and another warm gush filled you up.
“Hey,” he mumbled into your hair, and you could hear the grin in his voice.
“Mm.”
“So...” His fingers walked playfully up your side, making you squirm- which only made you clench around his knot and whimper, “You think my knot's big, huh?”
“Shut up.”
“Nah but like-“ He propped himself up to look at you, smirking, tail swishing, “You were really loud about it. Pretty sure the neighbors know now.”
“I hate you.”
“Mmhm.” He rolled his hips just slightly -enough to make you gasp- and his grin widened. “That why you're still milking my cock right now?”
Your face burned, “I- I can't- it's involuntary-“
“Sure it is.” He pressed a kiss to your cheek, nuzzling, “S'okay baby. I think it's cute how much you love my huge knot.”
“I never said-“
“‘S'so fucking big Valko,'”he mimicked in a breathy voice, and you smacked his chest while he snickered. “'Your knot Valko, oh my god-“
“I do NOT sound like that.”
“You kinda do.” Another lazy grind. Another gush of cum. His eyes glittered. “Wanna hear what else you said? Got real creative toward the end there.”
You shoved at his shoulder uselessly. He didn't budge, just laughed and buried his face in your neck, pressing smiling kisses to your skin.
“M'just teasing, babe” His tail curled around your thigh, “youre cute when you're embarrassed.” He nuzzled the tippy top of your head.
“I'm gonna kill you when your knot finally goes down.”
“Mm, that's fair.” He snuggled closer, entirely unbothered, “Gives me like twenty more minutes to annoy you though.”
His hips shifted again, lazy and deliberate, and the noise you made was mortifying.
A/N: My first of hopefully many future contributions to the Valko cause! Let's keep pushing and hope infold brings him back
"Can you stop petting me like a damn dog?" Another annoyed grumble from the hunk of a man splayed over your lap. One that only makes you chuckle.
He'd come home particularly grumpy today, not even fully taking off his work suit before flopping head down into your body while you were catching up on your favorite show.
"How are you going to put yourself in prime petting position and then complain when I do just that?" Amusement tinges your tone, your fingers getting lost in the red tuft of hair to scratch behind fluffy ears.
Valko's entire body shudders at the move.
"See? You love this, don't you?"
"Shut up," his quip holds no bite. Not when his usual sharp tone is softened by a breathy whine.
You absolutely loved this part of him. Loved how despite fighting his instincts tooth and nail, you were always capable of making him melt under you.
Feeling particularly emboldened by this turn of events, you decide that some more teasing is in order.
Your fingers trail down to his undercut, lightly tugging at the hair there and eliciting a soft groan from the man.
"Aw, I'm sorry then. I'll stop since you hate it so much," fingers halting their movement causes him to go so very still. Amber eyes find yours in an instant, brimming with something that makes you feel hot and cold all at once.
"S'fine. Don't stop." His voice is merely above a whisper.
"What was that?" You're pulling your whole hand away now, but it is caught in his grip before you have the chance to create much distance.
In the blink of an eye, your entire world flips and your back makes contact with the plush couch beneath you. His eyes almost seem to glow now. Topaz brimming with a flame from his very soul.
Behind him, his tail flops against the head of the couch, beating with a soft, insistent *thump thump*
Valko lowers himself so that his chest presses into yours, and his face nests against your neck. Breathing you in like his favorite scent. Your hand—still in his hold—is redirected back to his tuft of burgundy hair.
"I said don't stop. Please." If you weren't already lying down, the little whine in the word would've made your knees weaker than jelly and sent your body tumbling to the ground.
You oblige. Of course you do. Who ever could be invulnerable to the charm of an oversized puppy begging for attention?
"Should've never complained in the first place," soft caresses follow even soften head scratches, and he's humming and burying his nose deeper against your skin.
summary: in which you’re injured and the lads boys find out about it (kinda).
ft. xavier, zayne, rafayel, sylus, caleb & valko
notes: suggestive content so MDNI / NSFW, xavier’s a little evil, zayne’s a little silly, rafayel is losing it, sylus is #upset, caleb is caleb, valko is a little dumb but he has the spirit! fem reader (!!!), minor suggestive comments and allusions to violence (is anyone surprised) that’s it (i think).
p.s. first time doing valko i like him as a loser do we also like him or should i delete my account just lmk!
a/n: GULP i rlly hope you guys like this it was fun to make so I Enjoy it but it’d also be lovely if you did too okok…valko my silly nerd…ty for reading (- -)(_ _)
i only read valko's because i'm in so fucking deep and i just cannot stand how even based off the little information we got people are writing him as my literal perfect man YES I WANT TO WATCH A FOUR HOUR YOUTUBE VIDEO ABOUT THE HISTORY OF SUGAR WITH YOU KING YOU HAD ME AT HELLO
Valko has a thing for morning sex where he wakes you with soft bites along your inner thighs, tongue following right after until you're gasping his name.
The way he looks up at you with those golden eyes, all sweet and hungry at once, always makes you melt and pull him up for a proper kiss that quickly turns messy.
He loves to nuzzle every part of your body, inhaling your scent until it clouds his mind and thinks of nothing else. Nothing has ever been this addictive to him as your scent.
You've grown into a habit of sleeping in his shirts only, which makes it easier for him to run his hands all over your body with no restrictions.
So he wakes you like this every chance he gets, those golden eyes half-lidded with sleep and hunger as he peels the sheets away from your bare legs. He starts slow, lips brushing the inside of your knee before his teeth graze higher, nipping until you let out those sweet sounds.
His tongue follows each bite, hotly dragging up your inner thigh until he reaches the soft heat between your legs. He nuzzles there too, inhaling deep so that addictive scent of yours floods his senses until his mind goes hazy with need.
Nothing else exists but the way you smell, the way you taste when you finally push his face more into your pussy, a soft command he easily takes with a groan as he starts gathering your juices on his tongue.
His shirt is a lot bigger on your body than it is on his, so he has easy access to your breasts as it rides up on your waist. His big hands cup your mounds and kneads gently even as his face is growing relentless between your legs as he eats you out like he's starved.
Thick fingers spread you wider for him, opens you up so he can push his tongue inside your leaking hole. He knows how much you love it by the way you moan his name and tremble under his hands.
"You smell addictive, baby. Fuck, let me taste you." he rumbles against your cunt when he brings you to the edge and over, licking every drop of your release with a grunt.
You pull him up eventually, dragging him into a messy kiss that tastes like you on his tongue. He laughs softly into it, nipping your bottom lip before rolling you onto your back again, with his hard length pressing hot and insistent against your thigh.
He frees his cock and grinds over your hole, teasing rubs that have you keening as he buries his face in your neck to breathe you in again.
His hands keep roaming under the shirt, squeezing your ass, sliding between your legs to rub slow circles that have you arching and moaning his name for more.
He flips you onto your stomach next, shirt bunched at your ribs, and sinks into you from behind with a low growl. His mouth is back at your neck, biting harder as he fucks into you, until you hiss at an especially hard bite and he licks the spot in apology.
He reaches around to rub your clit in time with his thrusts, fingers slick and relentless until you’re clenching around him, coming with a sharp moan that makes his thrusts stutter.
Valko follows right after, burying himself deep with a shuddering groan, his release hot inside you as he nuzzles the back of your neck like he can't get enough of your scent, mixed with the scent of sex and sweat and your shared release.
He doesn't move an inch, cock softening inside you and then hardening again as he rocks gently, hands petting your sides as he inhales your scent again.
"Lemme stay inside you forever." He playfully nuzzles your neck. "You won't kick me out of your bed just yet, will you, princess?"
You only laugh when he nips at your ear and starts a slow pace yet again.
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Valko yawning like a dog. Lips pulling back over his fangs, maybe his tongue flexing a little. Closing with that sigh/whine sound dogs do. Licking his lips immediately after. Ouppy dog
It would be so hot if you unfollowed Love and Deepspace on all their socials then left them a low rating 👉👈
It would be really hot if you signed this petition and this one then sent Infold an email telling them how much you want Valko back ([email protected]) 🫦
It would down right sexy if you didn’t log into the game or spend any money 🥵
I thought I would share a little serotonin boost. A Valko supporter on X (find their profile here) has been sharing some fun facts about wolves everyday. Here are some of my favorites with links to the posts:
Fact 7: Wolves howl more to pack members they have a strong bond with—not out of stress, but out of affection
Fact 8: Wolves are super social and usually mate for life. The breeding pair (mom and dad) lead the pack like a family, not a dictatorship
Fact 12: In wolf couples, the female is the one who decides who she mates with—males initiate courtship, but females control the whole process by either accepting or rejecting his advances
Fact 15: Once a pair bonds, the male becomes the more devoted bodyguard ever—he stays glued to his chosen female, gently guarding her from any other males who might still be interested
Fact 17: Wolf packs commonly adopt abandoned wolf pups, even pups from other packs that aren't related to them. Every adult happily takes turns babysitting, protecting, and even playing with the little ones
Fact 18: Wolves and humans share the "love hormone" oxytocin. It releases in father wolves when they play with their pups — and in the pups too. The same chemical that bonds us to our kids bonds them to theirs
Fact 21 (for my fellow wolfcrow girls): Wolves and ravens have a special friendship. Ravens follow wolves to scavenge leftovers, and in return, they act as extra eyes and ears, alerting wolves to danger (Valko and Sylus are besties, just a fact)
Fact 23: Wolves communicate not just with howls, but with whines, growls, barks, body language, and even scent — each wolf's smell is as unique as a human fingerprint
Fact 24: Bonded wolf pairs greet each other with tail-wagging, muzzle-licking, and nose-to-nose touches — it's their way of saying "hey, I'm here" and it actually strengthens their pair bond
I really hope Valko displays some wolf-like tendencies—in a non-weird, wolves-are-cute kind of way. The Team Jacob girlies get it.
