I'm working on a love and Deepspace fic. And I was wondering if anyone would like to read it and give me some pointers on what to change or improve before I post it.
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I'm working on a love and Deepspace fic. And I was wondering if anyone would like to read it and give me some pointers on what to change or improve before I post it.
🐦⬛ Thoughts about Sylus with a shy, timid, anxious mc
hurt/comfort, gn mc reader wc: 870
I'm used to sneaking around my home quite a bit, always nervous about running into someone. I tense when I hear the wood floor creaking outside my bedroom or I see a shadow pass by my door. When I'm in public, I often avoid making eye contact with strangers.
So I was thinking about an mc like this staying with Sylus for the first time. He's been abrasive and rough, terrifying you in your first few interactions and leaving a horrific first impression. Even if he's started treating you a bit more nicely, staying with him in his home would be an unnerving experience. And I feel like the easiest way for someone like me to cope with that would be to learn his patterns and use them to avoid him like the plague. To know when and where he is during certain times of night and avoid those areas of the house.
Of course, Sylus can be a little emotionally constipated and would have no idea how to approach a situation like this. He'd notice for sure, though. Your quiet watchfulness, the way you startle when he walks into a room you're in, the way you walk through his halls as quietly as possible. How you'll approach the kitchen for a snack or some water, only to see him there, causing you to freeze in place and slowly slink away if you think he hasn't noticed you. I imagine this would hurt, seeing you so afraid of him. It would reinforce his view of himself as a monster, I think.
He wouldn't push. He's not one to push, especially not with something like this. He'd make sure to treat you gently, offering you little rewards for spending time with him. Maybe the chef starts preparing your favorites, or you wake up to a little gift box with a necklace inside on your nightstand. He'd be so proud and happy to see you walking around his home wearing it on the daily. A little sign of his ownership, as well as proof that he knows your taste and chose well.
You’ve always known Sylus likes to spoil you. It’s a surprise to literally no one. It, however, doesn’t change the fact that you are used to fending for yourself.
Sylus has basically accepted that you will insist on paying for yourself as much as you can, much to his displeasure. He takes what he can get when you occasionally forget your wallet (he didn’t hide it you can’t prove it) or actually let him pay (he pouts until you give in).
You always say you don’t want him to feel like you are just using him. And no amount of assurance that he’s more than okay with that, in fact he wants that, will change your mind.
Until one day you are out shopping. Maybe you are out with Tara or out by yourself. But you once again mysteriously are missing your wallet, except for his card that has been suspiciously tucked in the pocket of your bag.
In that moment you decided to give in. But mostly out of spite. He could deny every other time but there was no doubt he’d taken your wallet and switched it with his card.
So you decide to make a point. You buy anything. You even text the twins to come help you with the bags because you can no longer carry everything.
You don’t look at how much you spend. You know it’s a lot though.
You get back to the base and expect the smug smirk. Which he probably did have. A few hours ago anyway.
But the second you walk in he is jumping you like a man starved. He’d hoped you’d use the card sure, but a full spree? He felt nearly delirious watching the charges stack further and further.
Anyway you don’t get much sleep that night.
You also use his card more often. He reacts the same way every time.
Unexpected
Pairing: Sylus x MC
Summary: You’ve been feeling off for a while, and every morning makes the cause seem more apparent. You want to ignore it, but Sylus isn’t easily fooled.
Word Count: 2.3k
TW: Pregnancy. Descriptions of vomiting. Fluff, H/C, tiny bit of angst.
You couldn’t tell what was annoying you more this morning. The churning in your stomach, the smell of fried breakfast foods, or the sound of Luke and Kieran’s obnoxious chewing across the table.
Seriously, how many times does one piece of bacon need to be chewed with their mouths open?
please help me, caleb
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gn reader, hurt/comfort/angst?, happy ending wc: 934 vent fic, tw for negative self image and gory imagery (none of it actually happens, just thoughts)
"Caleb, it's bad," you confess, crawling up to where he sat in bed and resting your head on his thigh, too exhausted to properly cuddle up with him. Caleb hums as he runs a hand through your hair, gently scratching at your scalp.
He should feel disgusted by you. You're disgusting. If you were normal, maybe the two of you would be out having a good time. Whatever regular people do for fun at night. Instead you're bedridden, not doing any of the work that had built up from doing exactly this for weeks in a row. Maybe months. And you're holding Caleb back with you.
Your head throbs with pain due to a headache you hadn't bothered to take medication for. You're too tired to cry. Your chest feels hollow. You want to rip at it with your bare hands until you can touch your ribcage. Slot your fingers in between the bones and grasp your sternum with your hand. Pull until you feel the bones crack. Watch your blood flow from the hole you always knew was there and pool on the floor beneath you. Maybe that would make this stop.
"I know," Caleb sighed, gently pulling you closer to him and lying down beside you. How did he always know what you longed for without needing you to ask? "C'mere, baby. I've got you." You whine softly, letting him pull you close, your chest pressing flush to his. He's so warm compared to you. Your hands and feet are always freezing, and yet his are always able to press against your chilled skin to help you feel warm again.
It would be better to feel Caleb's hand in your chest, you think. Would you feel whole if you had a part of Caleb so deep inside the hole of your chest cavity? Or would he finally realize how rotten you truly are on the inside and leave you all alone?
🍎 rock collection 🪨
soo im going through some stuff in my closet and that includes my rock collection from when i was a kid! its so cool realizing i remember every single one of them and my reasons for keeping it, even though there's probably around 50 of them there and a lot of them seem a bit mundane.
showing a collection like this to caleb and seeing his eyes light up as he remembers the little trinkets alongside you!! he has little anecdotes and stories that you completely forgot, and was maybe even there with you when you found or were given the rocks. your favorites are some of the ones he found for you; you remember keeping them close whenever he wasn't able to be by your side.
there's a happy sparkle in his eyes that often comes when he remembers your happy childhood moments together, along with something else you can't quite identify. you ask him why he's looking at you strangely, and he shakes his head and plays it off.
but internally, he's been comparing your expressions and mannerisms to when you explained to him your reasoning for keeping each rock when you were children. the way you show him how each one shines differently under the light, and how your points towards the value of every stone match up to the ones you chattered about back then.
his expression becomes increasingly fond as the conversation continues. he loves seeing that you still have traces of that innocent happiness brought by something so small, your sweet nature unchanged even more than a decade later.
he eventually gives in to his desires and folds you into a tight hug, pressing a long kiss to your temple. you don't pull away, melting into him trustingly and letting your eyes droop closed. he wants to keep you happy like this forever.
"I love you so much, pips. So, so much. Only show me this side of you, okay? Promise me."
of course, you promise.
thinking about having a panic attack or emotional breakdown and waiting until you can barely take it any more to call sylus. he's in the middle of something incredibly important, you know that, but he did tell you to call him when you feel this way. so, you do. he arrives in a panic, believing that you're in danger from the way you could barely choke out your words over the phone.
you collapse into his arms, hiccupping and sobbing and grasping onto him desperately, apologizing profusely for dragging him away from his work. but he'd be patient and soft, slowing everything down and making sure you feel safe again before asking any questions.
he'd pick you up and carry you to your bedroom, turning off the lights and curling up with you under the sheets, staying there for however long it takes for you to settle again.
it just means a lot to me that he wouldn't accept any apologies for needing his help. he'd value your mental health just as much as your physical health, and you'd never need to prove yourself to him. if you're in distress, he's there.
@leighsartworks216 IM GONNA CRY
maybe he learns about it belatedly from mephisto or the twins or figures it out on his own, but he'd be Furious. he's using your name, no nicknames, no fluffy bullshit. his eye is definitely glowing without him realizing it too. he might even pull out a rare expletive.
"never put yourself in harm's way to try to 'earn' my care again. do you understand me?"
he'd hold eye contact with you, making sure you nod, making sure you get it through your thick skull that this is completely unacceptable. that if you found yourself even considering this in the future, that you were to call him immediately. he'd never forgive himself if you were seriously injured because you felt your suffering wasn't worth his time unless you were bleeding.
and once you promise him and he knows you're being sincere, he'll soften up, making sure you're okay and treating you to a warm drink, as well as a nice long bath if you're feeling up to it. he'd be a bit more protective and worried for a little while afterwards, checking in with you regularly using video calls to keep you from lying.
and if this happened during work or involved a wanderer whatsoever, you're taking at least a month off, no matter how much you protest. if you don't call out on sick leave yourself, he's calling up captain jenna for you and telling her you need time away from the job for your mental health.
★ — love drunk?
summary: in which the lads boys text you after having surgery (and are a little loopy) (and miss you).
ft. xavier, zayne, rafayel, sylus & caleb
notes: suggestive content so MDNI / NSFW, xavier is kinda pathetic, zayne needs reassurance, rafayel is annoying (and wants to kill himself again), sylus is Into you Bad, caleb is double pathetic (zayne cameo too helloooo). this one’s a bit au-ish given the fact that it’s less than likely most of them would need regular ass anesthesia and surgery but…walk with me maybe…fem reader mentions in some of them (!!!), mentions of sexual acts briefly lol, allusions to violence (kinda??? rafayel’s into it??? and you don’t rlly do anything???), and obvi mentions of injury/surgery but no graphic depictions, that’s it (i think)
p.s. this was kinda fun to make but i also was very into making it so if it makes no sense…that’s not my business idk man
a/n: this was a silly idea i had a few days ago and i felt very inclined to do it sooooo i hope it’s okay…ty for reading (- -)(_ _)
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— Freckles ?!
summary. You adore Caleb’s freckles. He doesn’t. note. Yes, me realizing Caleb Xia has freckles.
Caleb runs a hand over his face as he stares at his mirror. His frown deepens the longer he looks at himself. The marks that dot his face are the subject of his gaze. He isn't fond of them. Not really, not after he got multiple hurtful remarks over it as he grew up.
He does his best to not bring attention to it the older he gets. It became a habit to cover his face often, when he laughs, when he smiles, when people tend to stare at him a bit too much.
But you were vocal about how much you liked his freckles.
When you were younger, you raved about them, wishing you had your own. He didn’t see the appeal, but he liked it when you stuck your face close to his and admired the dots.
He loved it when you ran your hands over his face, brows furrowed as you murmured about how cute it was. If that made him flush 50 shades of red, then you didn’t notice.
long time, no see (i waited for you to come back to me) || texts between lads men x f!reader
summary: you finally text them after disappearing for months
warnings: xavier being the Best (and also making me sad). raf being dramatic (what's new). #calebcrashingout2k26
a/n: sorry for the unintentional hiatus :( take this as an apology while i work on the non!mc-verse
edit: AI was NOT used to make this content! the app that I use to make these messages allows users to make their own AI agents so the disclaimer is part of the app's UI now. i will crop it out in the future!
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🐦⬛ am i the only one who doesn't want the "you're their first time" headcanon to be true for sylus?
a bit of a ramble, but i haven't seen this discussed much and i was wondering if other people have opinions on it!! (it makes sense for zayne, since he tends to isolate :(. caleb i'm a little torn on, because who's to say he didn't get frustrated and desperate during the time he didn't see you frequently enough in college?)
but sylus.... idk, you can't tell me that the head of a huge seedy criminal organization is still a virgin at 28. the way he is now to me kinda speaks to his patience and restraint being learned. you can't live in a place like the n109 zone for so many years and come out untouched and 'pure'.
maybe in his early 20s he went through a phase where he gave in to every desire of his that he could fulfill, destroyed whatever he pleased in his rage, and used every bit of his power whenever he wanted to. i think giving into carnal desires (aka sex) would be part of this as well. maybe he got drunk and impulsive, or became overwhelmed with longing when he saw someone who looks just like you did.
maybe all of his suffering overwhelmed him, and he lashed out in whatever ways he could. maybe he became fixated on a hopeless realization that he really would never see you again.
i'm definitely not saying he hurt anyone or did anything non consensually!!! i'm thinking late nights slumped over a bar, or galas with the elite that give out free shots. tempted by a pretty stranger, having a night of empty pleasure before sneaking out with a hangover. one night stands with no commitment because no one could ever measure up to the person who holds the other half of his soul.
and he learned through experience that it won't help whatsoever. no matter what he does to try and vent his anger through violence, or sex, or pure indulgence, it won't staunch the fire that burns hot in his chest.
i feel like expecting him to come out of his childhood and upbringing perfectly patient and a master of restraint right away is a little unrealistic, and removes a lot of potential depth from his character!!!
also, it means he's experienced, knows what he likes, and is able to walk you through everything with ease. he can read your expressions, mannerisms, and body, both through his memories of a 'you' from so long ago, but also from prior experiences he never truly enjoyed.
and i think it means a lot more if his first night with you is the first time he revels in the pleasure. the first time he actually feels intimacy rather than just going through the motions as a fruitless attempt to sate his desires. the first time he slows down in the aftermath to take care of his partner. the first time he stays through the night and into the morning. the first time he wakes up beside the one he loves.
Can I request a smau for all LIs reacting to female reader accidentally messaging him instead of her friend that she likes HIM but she's scared of rejection please?
WRONG CHAT
in which you accidentally confess to the LADS men!
Thank you anon for the idea! Hope you enjoyed it!! Of course, we don't really know Valko that well yet, so sorry if this ends up feeling a bit OOC later on lol
As always, reblogs are appreciated if you liked it 🤍
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Bad dream — Valko
pairing: bf!Valko x gn!reader synopsis: you wake up from a nightmare where valko disappeared, leaving you alone. thankfully, he's lying by your side when you wake up... cw: fluff, hurt/comfort ig, petnames, established relationship wc: 1.5k a/n: yes this is my way of coping Valko masterlist (wip!)
Valko was gone.
He had disappeared, seemingly without a trace.
You woke up to an unusually empty and cold bed. So you got up, searching the bathroom instead, calling out to him by the nickname you knew he secretly loved despite acting against it. But he was nowhere to be seen.
You tried calling him or sending him a text, but you couldn’t find his contact in your phone anymore.
So you tried social media, but you couldn't even find his account. Even after looking his username up.
The pit in your stomach only grew deeper and heavier as you rushed out of your bathroom, making your way to your entrance, throwing on the first pair of shoes you could find, grabbing your keys, and leaving. You noted the fact that his boots weren’t at your entrance anymore.
Arriving at his place, you walked up the luxurious modern driveway and pulled out the spare set of keys to his place he’d made for you. But the door didn’t open, or budge. The key didn’t even fit into the lock.
But in your panicked state of denial, you continue forcing the key into the hole, until the door opens from the other side.
Bad dream — Valko
pairing: bf!Valko x gn!reader synopsis: you wake up from a nightmare where valko disappeared, leaving you alone. thankfully, he's lying by your side when you wake up... cw: fluff, hurt/comfort ig, petnames, established relationship wc: 1.5k a/n: yes this is my way of coping Valko masterlist (wip!)
Valko was gone.
He had disappeared, seemingly without a trace.
You woke up to an unusually empty and cold bed. So you got up, searching the bathroom instead, calling out to him by the nickname you knew he secretly loved despite acting against it. But he was nowhere to be seen.
You tried calling him or sending him a text, but you couldn’t find his contact in your phone anymore.
So you tried social media, but you couldn't even find his account. Even after looking his username up.
The pit in your stomach only grew deeper and heavier as you rushed out of your bathroom, making your way to your entrance, throwing on the first pair of shoes you could find, grabbing your keys, and leaving. You noted the fact that his boots weren’t at your entrance anymore.
Arriving at his place, you walked up the luxurious modern driveway and pulled out the spare set of keys to his place he’d made for you. But the door didn’t open, or budge. The key didn’t even fit into the lock.
But in your panicked state of denial, you continue forcing the key into the hole, until the door opens from the other side.
For the Valko requests, I would love to see some cute family fluff between MC, Valko, his cousins, grandma, and his sister (I think he had a sister in his lore, correct me if I am wrong), because I want to see how MC would get along with Valko's family. 🐺
𝐀 𝐏𝐋𝐀𝐂𝐄 𝐀𝐓 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐓𝐀𝐁𝐋𝐄
synopsis: when valko brings you home for the first time, he warns you about everything: his grandmother’s food, his sister’s stare, his cousin’s stories, the family jokes that always cut too close. he forgets to warn you that love in his house is not gentle or quiet, but loud, practical, mercilessly observant, and served warm at the kitchen table. cw/tw: valko x reader. very soft domestic fluff. light family teasing. read here: ao3 ⋅ tumblr
Valko lost his nerve three steps from the door.
It was a small death, but you saw it happen; the brave lift of his chin, the twitch in his jaw, the small, tragic collapse of his entire face when a crash came from inside the house.
His hand tightened around yours.
“Dobro,” he said.
Another crash.
From inside, and older woman called, “If that's my good plate, I will put someone in the ground before supper.”
Valko closed his eyes. You turned toward him.
He opened one eyes. “She loves plates.”
I've been drowning in these sheets, feeling lonely, wishing you were here with me...
You're drowning in your own thoughts, but he's never seen you like this before...
Featuring: Valko, gn!reader
Contents: Mentally ill!reader, reader has abandonment issues, new but established relationship, hurt/comfort, lots of wolf cuddles
Wordcount: 1,417
𐙚˙⋆.˚ valko x gn!reader ꒰੭
𐙚˙⋆.˚ fluffy fluff! ꒰੭
𐙚˙⋆.˚ sfw, a tiny bit suggestive! ꒰੭
𐙚˙⋆.˚ do not translate/copy/repost! ꒰੭
﹙♡﹚yeah, no. valko won't become lost media under my watch. infold gave me enough information to make myself a general idea regarding his personality, so you best believe he's going to be considered the sixth and official li in this blog. love him so much 𐙚˙⋆.˚