Revealing my Spotify top ten tracks of the month, of the past 6 months, and of all-time is like showing someone a time capsule (mostly to the 70s) and a comprehensive timeline of my mental illness (particularly about Layla).
Classic rock, rocks! Back in the days where you had to be able to sing and/or play an instrument, music was better. Can you imagine how different the charts would look if there weren't such things as computer generated music and auto tune?
Love your choice in music, Maya! I have Poison by Alice Cooper blaring out right now. I recommend that one to you!
HIGH-SCHOOL SWEETHEARTS - TEXTING THE LOVE AND DEEPSPACE MEN
Warnings : none I think, this is a high-school AU (considering that the only guy who actually went to HS with the MC was Xavier), reader is gender-neutral!
Genre : fluff n puppy love <3
Additional notes : A cute request over here that really made me miss my school days💔
It's so cute how their personalities are already taking shape and becoming the hubby material they will grow up to be (why do I speak of them like they're real?? I must need medication or something lol)
I absolutely adore your characterisation of the boys 💕
These boys truly would let anything MC wants to do to them. Real life men don't measure up in the slightest 😞
Is this ribbon around the bicep and actual trend or something?? I'd definitely tie 1 around their Jr's 😏 Flex that!! I don't really understand this, but I still love it 💕
Working on a highly requested SMAU rn!! It’s slightly longer than the last few I made. It’ll be posted on Saturday evening/Sunday morning (timezone difference, y’know).
Tonight and tomorrow evening’s SMAUs have already been made though, and will be posted as usual🫶🏽🫶🏽
THEM BEING DESPERATE - TEXTING THE LOVE AND DEEPSPACE MEN
Warnings : NSFW, mentions of a blowjob, office sex, phone sex, cockwarming, pantie-stealing, and sex, reader is gender-neutral!
Genre : filthy smut
Additional notes : This was a combination of 2 requests I’d received for the LNDS men instigating phone sex and being forward with their needs! Hope you guys like this💗💗
What in the mother of fuck are you doing to me today??!! I hate you! (No, I don't, but my underwear does!) And I've just seen you write for MM too and now I have Jumin saying those things and I just can't cope anymore 😭
SENDING THEM NUDES AT WORK - TEXTING THE LOVE AND DEEPSPACE MEN
Warnings : NSFW obviously, mentions of masturbation, sex, and nudity, Zayne has a sir kink, reader is gender-neutral!
Genre : filth smut
Additional notes : This was requested by two sweet nonnies, and loosely inspired by the new Zayne date, as well as @zaynesaurora ‘s post about Zayne having a sir kink🙏🏽
“I’M PREGNANT” - TEXTING THE LOVE AND DEEPSPACE MEN
Warnings : mentions of pregnancy and childbirth, anxieties of first-time parents, like 1 mention of sex (purely clinical too), reader is AFAB!
Genre : domestic fluff <3
Additional notes : I considered this request as pretty much a sequel to the “let’s have a baby” one last night, so hopefully this makes sense!! Happy reading everyone🫶🏽🫶🏽
Rafayel x Reader || Mild Insomnia, Comfort || 1 184 words
a/n: my toxic trait is pretending im a singer and compiling songs into albums and naming them and midnight blue is the name of the hypothetical album that encapsulates falling in love with rafayel and i guess i could make a playlist bc thats the normal thing to do but i just name fanficitions after them ig. also this is based off his treasure secret time - idgaf about the mensturation i only care about the fact that hums your ass to rest and the lore drop that is rafayel calling you at night when the two of you first start met bc it would help you sleep
You can hardly remember what nights were like before without the sound of his voice in your ears.
You sigh as you sink into your bed, staring up at the ceiling after doing another quick lap around the house to try and tire yourself out. Your body is tired, you know it is. You just wish that you could sleep, not at all excited about the prospect of having to go to work tomorrow after being unable to sleep all night.
You’re about to start your nightly routine of tossing and turning when your phone suddenly starts to ring. A smile makes its way onto your face as you recognise the caller ID, putting your phone against your ear and humming lightly to alert the other side to your presence.
“You’re still awake, huh?” Rafayel’s teasing tone asks through the phone. The two haven’t known each other long but that didn’t seem to bother Rafayel in the slightest.
“Yeah,” you sigh, putting your phone on speaker next to you on the pillow.
All it took was falling asleep one time in a conversation with him for Rafayel to pounce on that and decide to take advantage of it. You swore up and down that it was a mistake, that it wasn’t because of Rafayel that you fell asleep but deep down you know that something about that silky smooth timbre of his voice made your worries go away. You’d never slept so soundly, mortified at the teasing text that he sent you when you read it in the morning.
However, you had to admit defeat and let the man do whatever he wanted. Even before you met him it was clear that Rafayel didn’t care much for whatever the people around him want. He does as he pleases and now, it seems that he’s convinced you won’t sleep without him talking to you.
“If you wanted me to call you all you had to do was ask,” he says after a while, letting you get settled in bed.
“I’m grown. I can take care of myself,” you reply, Rafayel imagining a slight pout on your features as you did so.
“Ah, I see. So you don’t need me to talk you to sleep then? I’ll hang up then.”
“Wait!” you shout quickly, shooting out of bed and grabbing your phone.
“Don’t…don’t go. Please?”
“Begging now? I guess if you’re that desperate for my company I’ll give it to you.”
You can hear how smug he is, rolling your eyes at how obvious his tells are. You wonder how Thomas hasn’t figured him out yet – Rafayel isn’t nearly as sneaky as he seems to think he is.
“Are you driving?” you ask after a second, settled back into bed again and listening carefully to his end of the call.
“I’m heading back from an exhibition. I could have booked a hotel but I didn’t feel like staying the night there so I’m making the long drive home. I called you to see if you’d keep me company.”
You tug your blankets around yourself, losing yourself in their warmth as you yawn. The exhaustion begins to sit on your shoulders again but this time, it feels more manageable. His voice swims around your head as he starts rambling about the exhibition. You’re glad to hear that it went off without a hitch, having declined his invitation yourself due to a more urgent task of the day.
“Are you even listening to me?” he asks, bringing your attention back to him.
“Hmm? Yeah, sellers bullying you, people hitting on you, same old same old,” you mumble, burying yourself further into your bed.
“If you didn’t like it that much, why didn’t you just make something up to get out of it?”
“I couldn’t bail on Thomas again. I felt bad for him constantly fielding off journalists and this show was supposedly a big deal so I decided to do him a favour. Plus, I blew off all the shows so far this month so I might as well make myself seen at a more important one.”
Leave it to Rafayel to make doing his job seem like a favour to someone else. Even if he acts like he’s got his head in the clouds you know he’s genuinely kind – if you’ve got the patience to go digging through the layers that make up the enigmatic artist. You feel thankful that the world brought you to him, even if you weren’t sure what the budding feeling in your chest is.
“You had a long day, huh? I can hear it in your voice.”
You give him another hum, not wanting to bother with any words.
“Even if I ask you a question you don’t need to reply. It’s getting late and I won’t be home for at least another hour. I really did just want your company you know. I’m glad that you answered my call. It would have been miserable if I had to drive home all alone.”
It doesn’t take Rafayel much time to start rambling at you again. You don’t know how he manages to find anything and everything to say to you and keep himself entertained, laughing at his own jokes and taking the soft noises you make as jumping off points to completely go on a new tangent.
When he hears your light snores and steady breathing, he smiles to himself. The sound of your breath surrounds him in his car and if he weren’t such a responsible driver, he’d close his eyes just to pretend that he’s laying in bed with you.
Normally, Rafayel was perfectly content driving home in silence, finding the long expanse of road the perfect opportunity to ground himself after all of the cameras and people in his face. Honestly, he only left when he did to make sure he’d be able to call you at the same time he did every night. Your inability to sleep well worried him and even if you didn’t fully understand the extent of his feelings towards you, he wouldn’t let that get in the way of taking care of you. You make him happy after all, especially when he hears you try to rouse yourself from sleep in a desperate attempt to show him that you’re listening to him. The mental image of your sleepy eyes trying to focus on his face makes his heart melt, impatiently tapping his finger against the steering wheel at the annoyance of being unable to call you his just quite yet.
Even when he gets home, he doesn’t hang up on you. He’s careful to do his nightly routine quietly, using the sound of your breathing as his favourite symphony and he settles down for the night himself. He even continues to speak to you softly, wanting to make sure that his voice lulls you into a truly restful slumber. He thinks about you a lot and being able to help you in any form always makes his heart feel so full.
He won’t admit that talking to you on these late nights makes him sleep well too, putting his phone on the pillow beside him before falling asleep to thoughts of you.
This is so freaking adorable 💜 You know Rafayel would do this, you know he'd be such a brat about being your sleep aid, but you also know it's for his benefit too so you nod along to his snarky comments.
“LET’S TRY FOR A BABY” - TEXTING THE LOVE AND DEEPSPACE MEN
Warnings : mentions of pregnancy & childbirth, reader is AFAB!
Genre : domestic fluff 🫶🏽
Additional notes : This was another request I’d received recently, and there will be a sequel soon!! Hope you guys enjoy this (and fantasize about them as fathers)💗
Summary: Zayne's girlfriend's platonic / one-sided relationships with Xavier and Rafayel
Mood: Pining, melancholy, slight angst
Xavier - Ungranted Wish
She would be closer to Xavier than Rafayel, mainly due to proximity. She and Xavier would game together after work or hang out at the arcade, with her teaching him strategies for the crane game. Xavier would spill upwards of $100 each visit thanks to his insistence that he "almost had it", but in reality, he just wants to prolong his time with her, and give her the opportunity to play as much as she wants
They’re at the arcade so often and they seem so comfortable with each other that the staff even start to think that they’re dating. It’s only when she gets a text from Zayne telling her that he’s finished work that the illusion is shattered. For both the staff and for Xavier, who flashes her a weak smile of understanding and regret when she takes off the moment she sees Zayne’s car pull up
"It’s okay," Xavier tells himself. Whenever Zayne works long nights, she’ll be at his place again and they can game or watch movies together until they both fall asleep on the couch. Whenever Zayne lets her down, Xavier will be there to pick her up again
Even though her heart doesn’t belong to him, being able to spend so much time with her is enough
After all, out of everyone in her life, he’s the one she spends the most time with. They’re together all work day and sometimes even all night
It only hurts when he calls out to her, asking what she wants to eat or what game she wants to play, only to see her texting Zayne on her phone with a smile so full of love and joy, a smile that would never be aimed at him
Rafayel - Burned by Ice
Rafayel has her by his side because he pays her to. Not a minute more, not a minute less. She’s there to do a job. That’s what he asked of her, right? So why does he always hope that she would see him any differently one day?
At the very least, she takes the job seriously, so while she’s on the clock with Rafayel, her phone is on silent. He’d try to impress her with his talents because of course she’d praise him, just like all the art critics around the world. But she’s no art critic. She’s a hunter. The only art she creates is the blood splatters left behind by the wanderers she's slaughtered
So when he presents her with a glorious painting of the little red fish that brought them together, surrounded by sunlight shining through the sparkling blue water, all she has to say is “...Nice fish”
Ah. The flames inside him would instantly be snuffed out, replaced by an icy grip on his heart. Even though he’s never met Zayne, he could feel his presence whenever he’d try to win her over, if only a little bit. Zayne’s girl wears his influence like a shield, rendering her immune to Rafayel's charms that usually wowed so many women so easily. The worst part isn't that she rejected him time and time again. It's that she doesn't even realize she's doing it
She’d look so innocently confused at how heartbroken Rafayel is when she gives him her praise of the painting, thinking it would have made him happy. But the artist would just brush it off and put the painting off to the side with the others instead of giving it to her. He’d have to try harder
The only time he ever feels a little close to her is when he'd annoy her enough to get a rise out of her. "You're acting like a child," he'd tell himself. "You're acting like a child," she'd admonish him
If acting like a brat got her to see him as something more than just another source of income, he'd take it. After all, she looks so cute when her face would scrunch up in annoyance whenever he'd find a new nerve to poke
But in the back of his mind, he'd wonder just how long he could push his luck before she finally quits and he'd never see her again. He'd have to find a way to win her over before he loses her forever