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@galaconic
° GALAXY °
• 18! MDNI! •
☆ I write Love and Deepspace Fanfictions! ☆
Majority of them are smut, but I do write fluff every now and then.
♤ Requests are !!OPEN!! ♤
Please read my rules and boundaries before requesting anything.
◇ I am a self shipper with many, many hos. ◇
I'm not nonsharing so you guys are open to text me about your selfships too!
○ MASTERLIST ○
Latest work - Small Pains
Latest series - What a heart means
Currently writing - Punish me for your sins
I can't explain how frustrated I am.
I am seeing majority/a loud minority of Love and Deepspace girlies still logging into the game instead of boycotting. They are excusing it by saying it is a "goodbye" or "just to save their progess" or because its a "comfort" when in reality none of those should matter because we are supposed to be protesting. This loud minority is baiting others into playing the game and getting them to play instead of boycotting.
What was the point of starting the boycott if people are going to play regardless? This whole thing is going to sweep over if people give in. These people do not know how to protest properly and it makes this whole thing feel useless.
At this point forget the whole protest, it does not matter if Valko is coming back or we will get things that players have been begging for for years because you guys do not understand the point of a protest.
Just wanna tell you guys I appreciate ALL of my 53 followers, thank you for enjoying my work. To be honest, 53 is a lot to me because wdym more than one person likes my writing
ANNND I appreciate MY 3 MOOTS Ｏ(≧∇≦)Ｏ Guys go support them too their writing is amazing okay. starkissedxav, luvyizhou and calebsfavoriteusedthong Tell them I sent you
I'm also very appreciative of the likes I've been receiving on my post, not only have I reached over 500 likes total, but some of my stories are getting 100+ likes on their own (*^▽^)/★*☆♪
I love it sm, thank you guys
IM WORKING I PROMISE GUYS
Me seeing everyone I follow following me back 🥹
Gardener - I am so so tired of Infraud right now but it hasn't stopped me from writing stories for you guys. I've been craving some fluff, wanting to bring joy to you guys too.
Summary! Valko had insisted on joining you in a mission, but he came back more hurt than you were. Now he was sitting between your knees eating chocolate while you bandaged him.
CW - Wounded Valko, very short, fluff all the way through
| Small Pains |
The mission tonight was rough, but it was only harder because Valko got hurt. You couldnt tell if he'd need to go to the emergency room or what, so you chose to take him home and use skills that you'd learn during training.
You had tried to carry him back to your apartment, dragging him with the last bit of strength you had. He sat between your legs, shirtless, eating a chocolate bar he had put in your fridge hours earlier.
"Sit still, Val.." you warned, wrapping the gauze under his armpit and over his shoulder.
His tail was wagging with excitement, brushing against your thighs and calfs. His ears were red, clearly flustered and flushed. "Sorry.." He muttered, biting into the bar once more. "I'm not trying to move on purpose.."
"It's okay." You smiled at him, moving to the next wound. You climbed off the couch and sat on your knees in front of him. Your free hand pulled his pants down from his waist to his hips, and you began wrapping the gauze on his abdomen.
He whimpered.
You looked up at him in shock, "Are you okay? Did that hurt?" You stopped for a moment, but that shock turned into admiration. The red of his cheeks and how his lips quivered made you want to kiss him.
So you did.
You didn't let him answer, leaning in and pressing your lips against his. He was initially shocked, but his lips moved with yours slowly. You didn't want to press any further, both of you comfortable in this moment. You dropped the gauze and pulled away.
"I was scared..that I would lose you, tonight." You whispered and pressed your forehead to his, "The fear I felt was eating me alive.."
"You..You would never lose me." He grabbed your hand, holding it tightly. "I'll always be here, trust me." He pressed your hand to your chest, smiling.
RULES AND BOUNDARIES
DNI: Minors, proshippers, zoophiles, racists, sexists, any addicts (gambling, alcoholics, drug addicts), and homophobes.
I do not write -
Watersports
Scat
Gunplay
Knifeplay
Necrophilia
Incest/Stepcest/Pseudocest/Selfcest
Rape
Raceplay
Domestic violence
Drug usage
Heavy alcohol usage
Caleb - Unless its a requested story with everyone involved
Please don't send me any requests with anything above!
HAPPY BIRTHDAY VALKO, EVERYONE LOVES YOUUU Ｏ(≧∇≦)Ｏ
....What do you mean the Valko Channel in the LaDs Discord is GONE???
Okay guys, pick one
Priest Rafayel OR Incubus Sylus
Priest Rafayel
Incubus Sylus
Why not both?
LET HIM OUT OF THE BASEMENT INFOLD!!
I'm actually so mad they're not releasing Valko and its a rerun.
Not only is it a rerun, a rerun I MISSED. I want Sylus's outfit so bad but I want Valko even more and the fact he's not going to be in game is hurting me dude.
Literally feeling so discouraged
Gardener - Recently been into a new pvp mobile game and I saw this post about Xavier being into Papa's freezeria and it highkey inspired me and made me think he just likes mobile games in general.
Summary! Gala downloaded an online mobile game that she saw her boyfriend playing, although she's been having some trouble with the characters she's using. She goes to him for help, and he does exactly that.
TW/Kinks - Spanking, PiV, anal fingering, dirty talk, hardcore teasing, Xavier being mean, Dom! Xavier, Sub! Gala, nicknames, degrading.
☆ Helping Hand ☆
It was hard to focus with a huge dick in her guts.
Gala lied on her stomach, her arms held her phone in front of her face, and a pillow resting underneath her chin. She thrashed forward with every thrust, trying to focus on the game she played.
She had spent weeks trying to catch up with Xavier, wanting to surprise him when she was really good. Although, he'd caught her playing and she instantly asked for help.
"Nhm..Xavi, its n-not..how do I.."
Xavier leaned down, his chest pressed against her back. Both of his hands held her hips, keeping her still. He didn't want her crawling away of course.
"What's the issue, honey? Use your words for me." He dug his nails into her skin, listening to her whine.
"How do I withstand this..? They're literally- nghm!" She held the screen tighter, her back arching. "I-Its a 1v3, and I think..hah..stronger than my character is.." She lifted it up to show him the situation.
"Hide in the bushes, wait for them to look around for you.." He instructed, his breath warming her ear. "And when one of them get close, go for them. Your character is an assassin, honey, act like it."
Gala whined louder, "Don't talk l-like that..it's already hard to focus! You're being unfa-ahhh!" Her words trailed off into a moan as he angled his hips to hit her sweet spot.
"What's unfair.." He sat back up, tracing her spine with his finger, "Is that you tried to hide this from me..and be better at it." He delivered every word with a sharp thrust of his hips. His hand grabbed the back of her throat, using this to an advantage to pull her back onto his cock.
"X-Xavier..you're gonna make me lose!" The words left breathlessly, "M-My win lose ratio is gonna.."
"I don't care what it does, my star." He smiled, looking down at her. "So unfair right..? So mean of me?" His thumb massaged circles on her neck.
Gala stuffed her face into the pillow underneath her, unable to focus on the round completely. She squeezed her phone tighter, gasping into the star covered pillow case. She whined his name into the plush, the game long forgotten as her character died on screen.
"My star.." The words came out as a groan, his hand moving from her neck to her shoulder. "You're losing, do you not wanna try again?" He mocked her, raising the hand that was on her hips. His palm landed a hard smack on her ass, "Come on..don't quit." He repeatedly slapped the flesh, trying to hit so hard that she'd turn red.
She cried out with every slap, her stomach beginning to tighten. "Xavier please...please." She begged but followed along as he pulled her hair. She drooled, her eyes getting cloudy with tears, "Please I can't..."
"Mmm, please what?" He rubbed the stinging skin, trying to ease that ache he caused. "Go a little easier on you? You wouldn't have gone easy on me in the game, would you?" He hissed as he felt her walls tighten around his dick. "Fuck getting c-close already?"
She frantically nodded, and practically squealed as his thumb pressed against her rear hole. "Xavier d-don't..!" She looked back at him, gasping, "N-Not there we've never..!" Her words fell apart, falling into moans and cries.
But it was so hard to fight against him when he was rearranging her guts. "Mm, my star, you seemed very open to trying new things a while ago," he pushed his thumb further, trying to open her up, "something wrong?"
That was it, she was already so close just from him fucking her but this pushed her over the edge. The tears finally spilled down her cheeks and her walls squeezed him like a vice. Her mind blurred and her hands gripped the sheets like they'd save her from her boyfriend's cruelty. The scream of his name tore from her throat, and Xavier could only laugh.
"You didn't even ask to cum, starlight.." He tilted his head, giggles subsiding. "Fucking whore, you know to always ask.." He pushed his thumb further into her ass, jaw tightening as he soon followed her over the edge. His back arched and he leaned over her, pressing his chest hard against her back. With his cock twitching inside her and cum flooding her insides he spoke, "Gala.." He smiled, "did you still want help?"
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I have mutual guys I have tumblr friends and Im happy about it cuz we all write super cool stories so now we can read each other stories and support each other and geek out when someone write smth really good (which they always do)
Okay guys...! Im gonna tag them for the first time..wish me luck! Gulps loudly.. @starkissedxav @calebsfavoriteusedthong (ノ_･､)
Okay, yes, I want Valko back as much as the majority of LaDs fans do, but using AI as a way to promote Valko or make posters dedicated to him is not the way to go. I believe taking time to show love to Valko using genuine means is the best way to show support, even if you're not an artist, write about him, if you're not a writer, post actual images from the trailers, or make a craft wolf in his name, hell cut out magazine letters and paste them to a poster board if you want to.
AI is the easy and lazy way that lacks passion and dedication. We are passionate about Valko's return, so we all must show it.
Hey everyone ! SCAMMER ALERT ! 💥💥💥
So there is this person, @evrenn-ash.
She DM'd me saying that she liked my profile picture, then gradually shifted the conversation to how much she loves drawing. Eventually, it became obvious that she was trying to get me to commission her.
I asked her for examples of her artwork, so she sent me a few line art pieces. Then, as you can see in the second picture, I checked her blog and found that many of the artworks she posted were copied from DeviantArt and Google.
When I confronted her about it, she claimed that other people had copied her. But you can check for yourself the same artwork has been on Google and DeviantArt for years, while her Tumblr posts were uploaded much more recently.
Then I searched her Tumblr username and... WOW. I found multiple people saying that she had also tried to scam them using stolen artwork.
In the last screenshots, you can clearly see her cussing me out. At one point she even called me a bot and started chatting as if I was the scammer, trying to manipulate the conversation so she could later make a post claiming that she was the victim.
People like her make it much harder for legitimate artists to find real clients because they make people worry that every other artist might be a scammer too. 😡
Please report her!
Gardener - Must feed my audience. Also writing this because I haven't written for this freak yet. I hope you guys like it ((o(^∇^)o))
Summary! Sylus is away on a business trip — he's probably gonna end up blowing it up — but it doesn't stop you from teasing him.
Kinks/CW - Sexting, phone sex, mutual masturbation, established relationship, "sweetie" being used more than "kitten" (I just like it more, nobody fight me), praise, semi public?
\Over the phone/
You stuffed your face into a pillow, squealing into it and kicking your feet. Sylus had been on a mission for the past week, 5 days, 14 hours, 16 minutes and 29 seconds. But who was counting? He'd come back anyway so it's not like it should matter.
But it did, because you were ovulating and missing him. Everytime you scrolled through pictures of him in your gallery, your mind would wander and your pussy would throb.
It was always so hard being away from him, especially for so long. On top of that, he knew your cycle by heart, so why would he plan this "mission" during your times of need? How selfish. Obviously, the only way to repay him was by teasing him back.
You climbed out of his bed and walked to the closet. You stepped up to the shelf and grabbed a box that was at the very top. You hadn't told him about the box, and that was for a specific reason. As you opened it, inside was white, lacey lingerie, and a small plushie of him that you ordered months ago when you had first missed him.
After putting on the thin fabric, since you can't really call it an outfit, you picked up the plushie and pressed your cheek against it's face. Your other hand held your phone in the air, ready to take a picture that showed off the plushie and your clothing.
Although, that wasn't the only one you took. Getting revenge on Sylus for leaving you alone like this was the goal after all. You took one where your clothed pussy was in camera, only to have the plushie between your legs. Another with your arm underneath your breasts, pushing them up for the camera. The last one was of your thighs, crushing the plushie Sylus between them.
You sent them all to him, and patiently waited for his response. It didn't take long for him to see them, give or take 30 seconds. You opened the messages immediately, a smile appearing on your face as you saw the texts.
Sylussy: Sweetie, who's that?
Kittenish: My new buddy! Isn't he adorable? Reminds me of someone.
Sylussy: He seems to be having fun
Kittenish: He is! He said he enjoys replacing you while you're gone.
Sylussy: Replacing me? Do I need to stake my claim again? You're already teasing me and you know where that gets you.
Kittenish: I just miss you Sy, it's not fair that you go away for so long and expect me to cope without you.
It was like he could hear you whining through your texts, but he knew exactly how to solve your neediness.
The read receipt lasted a few minutes before a video came through. Just from the thumbnail alone you felt like you knew what this was. You grabbed your earphones before playing the video, and what was on screen was almost exactly what you expected.
The video had his dick in clear view, throbbing as he stroked it slowly. You could hear him breathing but what shocked you was the other voices that you heard. You blinked slowly before catching on, and your thumbs moved across the keyboard before you could think.
Kittenish: SYLUS ARE YOU IN A MEETING RN WHAT IS HAPPENING
Sylussy: I am, is something wrong with that?
Kittenish: SHOULDN'T YOU BE PAUING ATTENTION OHBMY GOSH?? WHY ID YOUR DICK OUT.
Sylussy: Kitten, these people listen to me. They're the ones not doing enough to keep my focus. Now, shouldn't you send me something too?
You stared at the message, jaw dropped. He was right, these people needed him, so nothing should bother them, right?
Kittenish: I'd rather call you instead, pleeeaaaasseee let me see it, Sy.
Sylussy: You're so greedy.
But he answered on the first ring.
The camera was pointed underneath the table, his free hand stroking his length slowly as he tried to contain his own noises. You could hear his breathing through the phone, and the other voices in the background. "Innocent" bystanders who probably had an idea of what was happening under the table. You could only imagine his face, trying to keep that professional look only to bite his lip.
You smiled at the sight and tried propping the camera up against a pillow, it fell multiple time a before deciding to stay. You pulled off the lacey panties quickly and spread your legs for him, fingers already parting your folds. You whimpered, feeling your slick against your fingertips.
"Sylus..I miss you s'bad.." The whine left your mouth breathlessly, and you finally allowed yourself the pleasure you had been missing. You pushed two fingers past your entrance, and Sylus grunted in your ears. The earphones made everything feel a little more realistic, but nothing could ease the ache for the real thing.
"Sweetie," He began picking up the pace of his hand, seeing his fingers squeeze his dick only made you want them inside you.
You gasped, trying to hit that same spot he always his with his cock. "I need you..need you so so much.." You looked at the camera, your juices starting to land on your screen. Not like you minded, the sight of Sylus was much more appealing.
He bit back a groan, and it was clear he was getting close. You picked up the pace of your fingers as you heard his voice again, "Meeting's over." He said so casually, like you two weren't fucking one another through the phone.
The guy he interrupted seemed shocked, but continued to press. "But boss we-"
"Meeting's over. Your deal is uninteresting. There's nothing in it for me and I'm not spending my money on..this." He scoffed, but the words flew past your head. All you could hear was his voice, that same voice that made you feel like a fallen angel everytime he spoke.
"Sweetie, are you focusing.." He asked, and it caught your attention.
"As-as best as I can, Sy.." You sounded so pathetic, but that was exactly how he liked it.
You heard the door slam on his side of the phone, and it registered that everyone had finally left you two alone. A familiar heat began to pool in your stomach, and you bit back a small squeal.
"You close, sweetie?" You nodded, your fingers finally pressed against that sweet spot that you had been aching to reach. "Nghmm! Sylus..." You bit your lip, locking eyes with the camera, "Please..I need to cum please.." The words left your lips before you could process what you had asked for. You were begging like he was here, and it really just showed the control he had over you.
You noticed his hand picking up the pace so much that it began to blur. You would've giggled if you weren't trying to match his pace.
"Sy..Sylus.." You whined, and your vision practically turned white. Your back arched and a cry of his name fell from your lips. You felt your walls clench around your fingers and pulled them out so you could spread yourself for him.
Sylus followed you soon after, cum shooting from his cock and onto the underside of the table. "Fuckfuckfuck.." His hips bucked into his palm, "That's a good..good girl..."
You watched in awe, your mouth beginning to water. You wanted to swallow it. All of his load.
He laughed through the phone and straightened himself up, turning the camera around to face him. That stupid smirk was on his face, but he was clearly satisfied, "Better than my replacement, right?"
"Yeah.." You sighed, picking up the camera and rolling to lay on your side. "I still miss you, though."
"Don't worry, sweetie. I'll be back soon to spoil you." As the background changed, you realized he was leaving the building and climbing into the back of a car. "Promise."
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