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[snoozer-crow]

nick | he/him | 22 | lads sideblog | 18+!!

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hii this is my sideblog for love and deepspace! i post/reblog nsfw so this blog is 18+, mdnf please! i mainly write hurt/comfort & fluff! send whatever you want in my ask box!

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my main blog is @nick-spiegel , so if you see that one liking stuff, that's me :) (please don't mention this lads blog there though!! i'm shyy)

i'm fine with minors interacting with my sfw stuff! just don't follow me or interact with anything 18+ that i've posted, please!!

i am very anti-ai, so if you knowingly post or reblog something generated by it i will block you! i don't want to risk my creations being fed into ai. i also don't support reposting fanart without credit, so i block accounts that do that as well! i strongly dislike the hypocrisy of writers that vocally disallow reposts of their writing while at the same time blatantly reposting artists' work without bothering to do the five minutes of research it takes to find the original source and include credit. the normalization of this practice is frustrating to me, so i sometimes comment the source of the artwork under posts that do this.

i write for gn or male submissive reader! i spend hours writing each blurb and also obsessively edit them after i post. i write as an escape, so everything i post is very self indulgent and has a lot of my yearning baked into it. if you see anything wrong with my characterization of the guys or if i make a mistake while writing them, let me know!!

if you send a request, i'll fill it eventually! my writing just relies heavily on random bursts of inspiration so you'll be waiting probably a month+ for me to finish it haha. i put a lot of myself into everything i write, so i can't just do something casual off the dome. i only know sylus, caleb, and zayne well enough to write for them.

i will not write fem reader, dom reader, crackfics, or anything relating to pregnancy and children! there are many other talented writers who do though, so send your request their way!! if your fem!reader request would still work as gender neutral, i'll just change that part while writing.

i'm infp-t and 4w5, if that's something normal to put here! i also want to make friends, so if you're also interested, shoot me a dm!!

tags guide: #my thoughts - posts about the lads guys #talk - more personal stuff #asks - asks people sent me #asks i sent - asks i've sent other people #sylus, #caleb, #zayne - individual LI tags #nsft - my nsfw posts #recs - my favorite fics by other people #fic reblogs - all the fics i've reblogged

[starkissedxav]

a/n: hi hi ! quick caleb thing i thought of bc i saw this tiktok, i love u yandere caleb …

“okay i found his instagram, he seems normal? he has a sister so that’s a green flag right?” the light from your FaceTime call on your laptop is the only thing lighting up your bedroom.

your friends voice comes through the speaker, “yes! it seems like he has good friendships too and doesn’t brag about the colonel stuff either so that’s good,” she adds on. you nod, both of you continuing to dig deeper into caleb’s life.

you liked caleb, he seemed like a great guy! he was kind, respectful, funny and really fucking hot. there had to be a catch, right?

only a couple clicks later and you’d managed to find his address.

“dude, i think i just found his address,” you laugh, hand covering your mouth.

a ding caused your eyes to flicker to the top of your phone

caleb :P : hey what are you up to? i just got home im so tired :((

“he just texted me right now, said he just got home,” the heat rushes to your cheeks immediately as you text back, smiling when he responds only seconds later.

“helloooo im still on the call y’know,” your friend brings you back to reality. you giggle, apologizing before focusing at the task on hand once more. “what’s his address? send it, let’s see what kind of neighborhood he lives in,” your friend wiggles her brows at you and you immediately screenshot the house and send a link over.

your fingers move quicker than your eyes, too used to her contact being the first to pop up on the share button. you’d forgotten how often you’d been sending things to caleb.

“did you get it?” you ask, already scrolling down the street of his house in skyhaven.

“no? you haven’t sent me anything yet,” she replies easily. the color drains from your face as you open your message app.

[1 screenshot sent]

[1 link attatched]

all sent to caleb.

“oh my god, I’m so fucked dude,” your eyes widen, heart falling through your ass as the one word you now dreaded the most appeared in conversation. read.

“why what happened?”

“I sent him his own address. I’ve never once been over.” the mortification is obvious in your face, your friend immediately mirrors your expression.

“maybe you can unsend it?”

me: oh my god i swear this isn’t what it looks like

“he read it- fuck he’s typing oh my god I’m so fucked it’s so over for me, I’m so fucking—”

caleb :P : i live in the next house over not that one. 104, not 105

“holy fuck,” you mumbled, heart racing as you read his text over for the nth time, your friend shrieks over the phone. okay maybe you’re not completely done for.

caleb sits in bed, smiling at his screen.

you’d finally taken the bait, followed the trail he’d left of himself online. pretty posed pictures, a perfectly curated account. everything you liked and everything you wanted. he put just enough information for you to find everything you’d wanted if you dug juuust a bit, if you were like him. and now he knows you were like him.

caleb is relieved, shutting the live feed off from the camera he’d installed in your bedroom. you’ll be over at his tomorrow, he’ll make sure of it.

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taglist: @hirayalia @violasepals @txtworlddom @mrs-lixiaqin @pjselee @luvyizhou @colonelkaboom @xyzsbaobei @ellavelysworld @floatingpalelilies @stillseiims ask to be added :3

[snoozer-crow]

i find that whenever i'm the loneliest is when i yearn for caleb the most.

though it could be seen as borderline toxic, having his company all the time would be so soothing and reassuring. if you struggle in social situations or with leaving your room, you'd be able to accompany caleb wherever he goes, mirroring his mannerisms and patterns of speech until you can socialize just as well as him. leaning on him like a tomato plant leans on wire to grow into your full potential.

you would trail behind him like a little duckling, doing your best to adjust to the world outside your little bubble. he'd find it so cute when you hover just a step behind him, letting him take the lead when the choices overwhelm you. he'd love looking behind him and seeing your wide eyes looking to him for reassurance.

for a short while, you talk to others like a little copy of him, parroting his commonly used greetings and the tone he frequently takes. caleb would adore seeing you try so hard to be like him, seeing the clear admiration in your eyes as you watch him socialize with ease. you often catch him watching you talk to people, a barely restrained smile on his face. he finds you adorable.

he would give you the opportunity to try so many new things you never would have had the courage to on your own. and he would be so proud, knowing that because of him, you grew from a timid little sprout into a sunflower, bright and no longer held back by your fears.

you would be seen by outsiders as an inseparable pair, as more often then not, you're together. if he's invited to a party, it's assumed that you are as well, and vice versa. if anyone needs to pass a message along to caleb and they see you, they'll just tell you instead. if someone needs to return something of yours they borrowed and they see caleb, they'll just give it to him.

and though the two of you have grown a group of friends, you always choose to lean on caleb. it's second nature to nudge the shoulder of the man beside you and ask for whatever you may need, knowing that no matter how quietly you speak, he'll always hear you. having him as a constant in your life, knowing that no matter what, he'll never waver in his devotion to you.

[snoozer-crow]

i can feel the spiral beginning... gulp.........

[snoozer-crow]

heartbroken that we don't have any valko secret times that i can fall asleep to

[snoozer-crow]

🐺 meeting valko's wolf form for the first time

mild hurt/comfort, early relationship, fluff!! (physical and metaphorical hehe) screenshots source! wc: 700

I recently spent a lot of time with a big dog, around 80 lbs and very fluffy, and I forgot how scary they can be. He was incredibly sweet and friendly, a total softie, but his size just made me feel a bit nervous around him. My dog is only around 25 lbs, so I'm used to much smaller ones hahah. But based on some research I did, wolves, at their largest, tend to weigh around 140 pounds. That plus all the fluff… Wolves look very cute in pictures, but I bet they're pretty off-putting in real life for people who aren't well acquainted with big animals. Plus, since Valko's a magic werewolf, he could be even bigger. He looked pretty huge in the trailer!

So imagine spending a lot of time with Valko, and eventually he asks if you want to see his wolf form. You hesitate for a second, but ultimately agree, trying to hide your slight apprehension. While you do like dogs, and he knows you like dogs, you're not quite used to huge dogs. You figure that as long as you compose yourself and keep your nerves internalized, it won't be a problem. You don't want to hurt him by insinuating that you might be afraid of him in any form, since his huge size usually makes you feel safe instead of intimidated.

But when he disappears into your bedroom to get changed, then you hear the clicking of his nails on the floor as he walks through the hallway, you know you're going to have a hard time keeping your trepidation under wraps. Looking at photos and size comparisons is one thing, but seeing the real thing right in front of you is another.

He emerges from the hall, fluffy and beautiful, but way, way bigger than you could have ever imagined. You clasp your hands to your chest unconsciously, freezing in place as you hold his sharp, unyielding gaze for a long while. It's difficult to read him like this. Is he disappointed that you're not running up to hug him? Is he hurt by seeing your often open and trusting nature begin to falter? You try to get words out, but they keep getting caught in your throat. You want to communicate all of this to him so badly, but your body refuses to cooperate.

He lowers his head, looking up at you like this for a few moments, before slowly padding towards where you're seated on the couch. The room is completely silent aside from the sound of your heartbeat pounding in your ears. His tail is still as he watches for any signs of you flinching away, but when there are none, he cautiously lowers his big head into your lap, his tail starting to wag just a little bit as he rests there. His eyes are big and pleading, begging for nothing more than your trust.

You hesitate for a moment, but when he doesn't move, you let your hand down to run your fingers gently through the thick fur on his face, feeling him lean into your touch slightly as he lets his tail wag a bit more. The tension in your chest begins to abate, and you bring down your other hand as well, caressing his face tenderly, as if you're afraid of harming him.

It seems like he'll let you touch him however you please, so out of curiosity, you lift one of his jowls to look at his big teeth. He doesn't complain, even tilting his head to the side to help you get a better look. You pull back to scratch behind his ears, and he closes his eyes, visibly doing his best to stay still and contain his physical reaction to your affection to help you feel at ease.

When you pause, he opens his eyes to meet your gaze again, his stare piercing and bright and intelligent and so, so loving. Your eyes begin to sting with the beginnings of tears. Before he could have the chance to get concerned, you drop down on your knees in front of him, abandoning the couch in favor of burying your face in his fur and wrapping your arms tightly around his warm body.

You hear loud, rhythmic thumps on the ground in front of you before Valko lets out a soft whine and rests his head on your shoulder. You finally relax, leaning into him and tightening your grasp. You're safe here.

You end up getting back on the couch with him and taking a nice, long, cozy nap. His tail wags the entire time. It never stops.

here are a couple pictures of big wolves that match him pretty well i think! i was looking at these while writing :) (the first one is sedated for research! that's why his tongue is like that haha) i thought including screenshots of what he looks like in the beginning would help with visualizing what it'd be like meeting him! that's why this is my first fic to ever have a header image hahah

source 1, source 2

[starryeyed-knight]

caleb headcanons for a reader who struggles with nausea cw: frequent mentions of nausea, having trouble eating

thinking about expert cook caleb, who doesn't have a single complaint when all you want to eat is the same meal for weeks.

caleb, who will cook the same bland food because it's all your upset stomach can handle right now, and praising you religiously and proudly even if all you can handle is a few bites.

caleb, who used to take the train to linkon when you were still in college. still in his pilot's uniform, sweaty from the day but smiling as he delivers you a lunchbox for your night classes. (the note he left inside is covered in his signature doodles and airplane stickers, the cute dork.)

caleb, who stocks your fridge with easy to make, ready to go meal kits with fresh ingredients every time he stops by.

caleb, who leaves little sticky notes in your kitchen, gentle encouragement to take bites of snacks when you need something in your stomach. maybe an occasional recipe with a few simple steps.

caleb, who knows your favorite gatorade flavor and has it on a scheduled delivery every two weeks (he would never get the wrong blue).

caleb, who puts a fresh sleeve of saltine crackers in your bedside drawer like clockwork every weekend, because he would never allow you to nibble on stale ones when you wake in the middle of the night with an empty stomach.

caleb, who keeps extras of all your anti-nausea remedies, from acupressure wristbands to motion sickness patches to peppermint tea bags, always on him 24/7 whenever you're out somewhere.

caleb, who's grinning when you ask for something a bit different to eat that night, and tries not to get emotional over how excited you are that you're not as nauseous and you can actually enjoy the meal.

caleb, who never gets upset if you can't eat something. doesn't matter how long it took to make it, he's packing it away for another day and making you some toast in your favorite way.

caleb, who loves to take care of you, no matter what.

[snoozer-crow]

Hello mr crow its a happier dragonon today well happier than my last message a bit but still bummed about no valkie :c Anyway I just wanted to say that I am still working on that fic but its uh very slow as I am both slightly embarrassed about writing it and also very tired because of the hot weather here ;w; Hopefully it will all pass and I'm sure they'll definitely add our beloved wolf husband in time I feel it from a dragonon who has eaten too much good food lately and wishes you the joys of good food and pizza (mmm pizza)

hi dragonon!!!!! i'm super bummed about valko toooo ugh i want to indulge in hopium but idk if it's just prolonging the suffering or not :')... he's just so silly i wish he was in game :( he wouldve been there 4-5 days ago already :(.

don't worry at all about taking things slow!!!! i think i was a bit embarrassed about writing stuff too in the beginning, it's tough being vulnerable like that for the first time, especially with 'cringe culture' disliking self indulgent fanfiction and stuff like that. i guess my only tip would be not to let your embarrassment hold you back and just go all out anyway!!! it'll get easier with time and people who share the same interests as you will enjoy your writing even more if you indulge yourself! :33

i hope the weather gets better where you are!!!! i'm so so grateful that i have good air conditioning i would be miserable and so grumpy all the time if i didn't :'). ive had some experiences without it because of dorms.... ugh heat makes me feel so nauseous and headachey and ill, i can't take it at all!!! and i hope you have more good food too!!!!! i've never been much of a food person myself tbh but maybe i'll get the chance to have some fancy pastries!!

[future-crab]

The key to writing good fanfiction is to harbor a deeply humiliating desire, and the trick there is that even pretty basic and societally-accepted desires like “being held” and “being wanted” CAN and WILL be humiliating if they’re intense enough. Become so estranged from human connection that the idea of someone playing with your hair fills you with yearning so deep you feel like you’re going to throw up and you will write some banger fanfiction. It might have some other consequences too but idrk about that.

[pzxce]

valko warm up

[snoozer-crow]

reclining with valko in bed and watching youtube videos, your head pillowed on his arm as he holds you close. your laptop casts the video to your tv, but both of you are listening more than watching; your eyes droop as you fight off the temptation for a midday nap, and valko gently brushes your hair out of your face as he watches you start to doze. he presses a kiss to your temple, then rests his head against your own, his eyes starting to fall closed as well.

... you can rewatch the parts you missed later. sleep comes first.

[snoozer-crow]

i'm huffing copium harder than the rest of u: he doesn't come home in game so i wake up with him in my bed tomorrow morning

[nick-spiegel]

his reaction to learning he's not in 6.0 :(

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[snoozer-crow]

hello i usually interact from my otheraccount but here is my dog hi sorry i have to jump at the chance to share my son… his name is crispin and he is a standard poodle and he is going to be 2 in october… i got him a couple years ago so he could be my service dog but #lowkey i got too depressed to train him so now he’s just my esa.. i also do sports and show him but that’s just on the side for now hsgghgjd he’s just my silly little man.. sigh i was so excited for valko i just hope infold locks in or something im so upset idk what to do 😭

CRISPIN OMG!!!!! he's so pretty and looks so pampered!!! i wish i could pet himmmm hes so so fluffy!!! AND HIS LITTLE TAIL RAHHH!!! thank you so much for sharing, i love him!!!! such a talented little mannnn

and i agree,, i really thought valko was coming out today!! :( it just doesn't make sense to me that they'd throw away what's basically free money atp from how many people are passionate about getting him back,,,, also i just saw in a leak (take with a grain of salt) that he has a line that goes "Even if you turn into a little bug, I'll still come find you. I could put you in a cup" and im heartbroken that we cant see him today :((( not fair at all

[snoozer-crow]

hihi :33 just wanted to say that your sylus with dissociating reader fic is so important to me :33 i myself have dpdr and its so rare to see anything written about it especially a comfort fic :33 and also your zayne with depressed reader yesyes.. and your mc is very handsome :33!! his little sprout is lovely :33 have a good day or night!!

ahhh thank you so much!!!! i haven't experienced dissociation that's as severe as reader does in the fic, but i know how it feels and having someone like sylus to grasp onto would be so nice,,, he's so kind and reliable and gentle!!! i really like writing the lads men not pressuring you to get better if you're not ready, just keeping you company while everything aches and being someone steady for you to lean on. and i'm so glad you think so!!!! he would have a mushroom buutttt i'm still waiting for that to drop from the weekly lemonette thing LMAO every week i look at it and yearn and it never comes home </3

[snoozer-crow]

i know everyone is a little sad so i thought i’d post a picture of my dog!

her name is lola and she’s a 13 year old australian labradoodle!! she just got her summer haircut today! she was cold so i covered her with a blanket :)

here are a few more pictures pre haircut of her looking at me funny from far away hehe

[oncasette]

Hiiiiiii!!!!!! Congrats on 4.5k, that's amazing!! 🥹 Wishing you lots and lots of creative inspiration for the sleepover tehe, can't wait to see everything you come up with!

If you need any more prompts, would love your take on the 'you look like you want to kiss me' one for either Sylus or Caleb-- whatever inspires you more! No pressure of course and eep yeah just congrats again, sending you lots of love! 💕💕💕💕

planets collide, collide, collide.

caleb xia x gn!reader

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or the one where caleb would rather look at you than the meteor shower above him.

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Caleb always knew what was going on in the sky more than you did. He’d always been that way. When you were kids, he knew when all of the astrological events were set to take place and where exactly in Linkon the two of you needed to be in order to see it at the perfect angle. As you grew up, and as your schedules became ever more complicated and conflicting, you began missing things. Shooting stars, supermoons, solar and lunar eclipses.

But that didn’t mean that Caleb stopped keeping track. No, he still kept his little calendar of events in his phone, and he’d still text you with updates on days he knew there was going to be something spectacular you were going to miss. Now, he just also knew when he could get away with dragging you to go watch them with him, too.

“You’re not even watching,” you say as you turn your head to look at him. He’d taken the two of you out to a secluded park you hadn’t been to in Skyhaven, yet. He’d pulled out all the stops. He’d brought a quilt for you to lay on, a make-shift picnic shoved into a backpack, an extra hoodie in case you got cold. And it seems that he was going to miss the whole thing, because he wouldn’t stop staring at you.

“I’m watching,” he says, but he doesn’t even pretend to look up at the sky. He keeps his gaze locked on you, eyes scanning over your features. He knocks his knee against yours, like that’s proof enough that he was, in fact, watching the meteor shower.

“What’s that look?” you ask him, face scrunched up as if to shake his stare away.

“What look?” he asks.

“That one,” you laugh as you poke the space between his eyebrows. In an instant you’ve gone from marveling up at the sky, to crawling over the last few paces between you and into his lap. “You look like you want to kiss me.”

“Is that right?” he asks. “You think I have a specific look when I want to kiss you, pips?”

“I know you do,” you hum before gently tapping your forehead against his. His knees spread to accommodate your presence. 

“Then you’ve gotta know that’s how I always look at you,” he whispers, eyes glinting and lips curled into an easy grin.

You hum in pretend thought before muttering, “Guess you should do something about that, then.”

“Oh, I should?” he laughs, and in an instant you’re flipped onto your back with Caleb hovering above you. He leans down until his lips are just barely brushing yours. “You’re trouble, you know that, pips?”

“You’re gonna miss it,” you murmur when Caleb’s head tilts to finally kiss you. He pauses, but he doesn’t pull back.

“There’ll be another one,” he says. “There’ll be a thousand more for us to watch together.”

When he’s sure you’re not going to interrupt him again, he closes the distance and presses his lips to yours.