You're in bed with a book, deliberately not looking at Valko when he slinked into your room ten minutes ago because you know what he did this afternoon and you are still mad about it.
"What do you think you're doing?" You've been ignoring him all day but it was hard forcing yourself to focus on the words on the page when a 6'2" wolf man is rolling around in your laundry, trying to get your attention.
Valko stops half roll, tangled in your pile of clothes, "Reading like you."
"You're lying on my clothes."
"I am not lying on your clothes," he says while very obviously lying on your clothes.
"Please go away, i don't want to start a fight." You don't have the energy to do this right now.
"I'm not trying to start one." His fluffy ears pricks up which successfully indicated you he isn't giving up. "This is just how scent marking works in our pack."
You want to drop him off at the abandoned pet shelter. "You're so immature."
His ears drop. "Okay, fine. I'm sorry. I shouldn't have scared away the dog.”
"You scared off Tara's dog in her own backyard.”
“I didn't do anything. I just stood there when I should've bitten him instead.” He says the last part under his breath.
"He was shaking, Val.”
"I got jealous, okay?" His tail droops and ears turn flat. "You were petting him."
"That's not a reason to scare a golden retriever half to death."
"It felt like a very good reason at the time.”
You give him your deadliest glare, the one that would normally scare off any normal person but he's Valko and he's not normal, so he takes it as an invitation instead and crawls on the bed, dropping his head into your lap. “Ugh. Fine, i will apologise to her and her dog.”
“Good boy.”
“Okay then pet this good boy.”
You pinch his nose, and his teeth follow your finger to bite in protest but he melts immediately the second your fingers move to scratch behind his ear, his tail wrapping around your ankle possessively as he hums in satisfaction.
lads LIs: if you were their video game character 🎮
xavier
forgets to teleport you out of a monster camp before he logs out. next time he logs back in, he dies
has really good rng luck. has top tier gear without even trying
is really good actually and no one knows how. he can do it all: one shot a boss, 0 cycle a mob, finish domains in 10 seconds—you name it
his characters aren’t even maxed out
people beg him to co-op
he happily agrees except sometimes his group starts a game and his character just completely freezes on the screen (he has fallen asleep)
zayne
flinches when you get hit. apologizes, either verbally or mentally, each time
vows to protect you the first time you die in-game
chronic overhealer
has a shielder and healer on his team in boss fights. just in case.
his damage suffers as a result. he either wins with seconds to spare or has to do multiple attempts
he’s actually underestimating his skills. if he weren’t so cautious trying to keep you safe, he’d clear all content with ease
does not care too much for outfits or skins—no, his weakness is animals. has to own any cute pet or animal companion the game offers. is not above the occasional credit card swipe
sylus
whales on you
he gets you and your weapon maxed out. keeps pulling for you even after that to show off
has millions of the rarest currency in the game that nobody else ever has because of this
obliterates everything because he’s spent so much money. never loses
half of the game’s community has him blocked because they’re tired of seeing him win
keeps posting his highlight reels anyway
if there’s a housing feature, you have a mansion
he’s actually really invested in the game’s lore and likes to experience the story you
rafayel
whales on your outfits/skins
doesn’t care too much about damage, fights based on aesthetics. what weapon looks best on you, what team members look best with you, etc. yes his main team is 4 single-target dpses
only really tries when you have a new upgrade coming out and he has to speedrun all the content he hasn’t cleared
sometimes logs on just to teleport you to pretty locations and take in-game pictures
uses the pictures he takes as references for paintings
defends your design with his life. doesn’t care how detailed the newest character is, they have nothing on you. you hear him? nothing.
always logs out near the water and greets you there each day
caleb
self-destructive play style
torn between his love for you and his thrill-seeking nature
will forego a healer or shielder if it gives him an edge in combat
you’re on 1 hp more times than he can count. he makes it up to you by farming endlessly for the best gear
you are the only character he has everything maxed out for. everybody else has a mid build
addicted to seeing the damage numbers pop up and doing all the little gear calculations and comparisons (“ohoho, if i use this instead, i’ll get a two percent damage boost”)
yes it’s that serious.
valko
oh my god you’re so beautiful and your attack style is so amazi— squirrel
xavier gets bricked up while on the train on the way back from your mission late at night.
mdni. 18+ only. public sex. cock warming. dry humping. creampie.
happy kinktober!
In the crowded train, Xavier had you pressed up against him just so the other guys around you don't accidentally touch you where they aren't supposed to.
And now, he does his best to hide the growing bulge in his pants. Unfortunately for him, your stop won't be coming up anytime soon.
The hunter uniform isn't doing a good job at hiding his hard-on, and the skirt you're wearing isn't helping in making him calm down.
Everytime the train makes a sharp turn, his body would bump right against yours: his cock pushes right against your ass.
At the moment, you don't have a clue of what he's going through. You're lost in your own little world, spacing out while facing the window, doing your best to hold onto the handles to keep yourself steady.
Xavier has an arm wrapped around your waist to keep you close, but also to prevent anyone from noticing his problem.
After passing several stations, the train has gotten less crowded, though there were still no seats for the two of you. Regardless, Xavier remained pressed up against you.
At this point, he can't help but take advantage of the rough turns that the train would make every once in a while. He'd grind his cock against your ass and let it linger for as long as possible without looking suspicious.
Eventually, you caught on to his act. You felt the hardness poking you just as he was pushed forward by the train's movements. You looked over your shoulder and raised a brow at him, and Xavier only flashes you an innocent smile.
You decided to let him have his fun. It's not like anyone is paying attention, anyway. It's late at night and everyone in the train are all exhausted from work. Some of them are asleep, some are half-asleep and zoning out, and the others are on their phones.
Occasionally, you'd grind back against him, mostly just because you can't help but enjoy the way he'd hold back a moan everytime.
He was getting harder and bigger by the minute.
Once more people got off and there were only three others with you two, all sitting remotely far from where you stood, that's when Xavier grew bolder.
Remaining standing in front of a window, Xavier wraps an arm around your waist before thrusting against you.
Slow and subtle.
His lips found your neck and your skin gets trapped between his teeth and tongue.
You look at your reflections through the window's reflection, and your body heats up with arousal.
Xavier's face is flushed, and his pupils are dilated behind his half-lidded, lust-filled eyes.
He continues to graze his clothed cock against your ass, though his movements pick up their pace as time goes by.
You press your thighs together as your body gets filled with the need to have him inside you.
And you didn't need to wait for long.
Xavier took your hand and dragged you to the very back of the train, away from any prying eyes. He sat down at a corner seat, then he sat you on his lap.
But first, he quickly undid the button and zipper of his pants to pull out his cock, then he pushed your skirt up and moved your panty to the side.
Then, he pulled you down so you can sit right on his cock.
But he doesn't move. Not yet.
The doors open and one person came in, and they just happened to sit slightly close to you two.
There's several seats in between, but if they look to the side, they might just catch you.
And so, you two stay still.
From others' perspective, you two just look like a couple who just happened to be cuddling. Little do they know, you're warming up his cock while pretending to act normal and stare at the window like nothing lewd is going on.
Xavier simply closed his eyes and rested the side of his head against the train's wall, making it look as if he's taking a nap.
But he's absolutely not asleep. He's wide awake, fighting all the urges to fuck you here and now. He wanted to move so badly, but for the mean time, keeping his cock buried into you will suffice.
The train ride didn't make it easy for him of course. The sharp turns and bumps caused your body to bounce on his cock, and Xavier accidentally let out a moan that caught that close passenger's attention.
They turned their head towards you out of curiosity, and Xavier was quick to turn his moan into a fake coughing fit, then clearing his throat afterwards.
You played along by tapping his chest and patting his head. That display of affection caused the person to awkwardly return their attention back on their phone.
Much to your relief, the remaining passengers got off at the next stop.
You and Xavier, on the other hand, still got a few more stations to go before reaching your destination. There's only you two left.
From the very second the doors are closed, Xavier grabs your hips and began to move.
His cock slides in and out so easily because of all the pre-cum that had come out from the two of you while you were connected.
This time, Xavier doesn't bother suppressing his groans. He still keeps it quiet, but doesn't stop them from coming out of his panting mouth.
He bounces you on his thighs, and you meet him halfway by moving your own hips up and down, back and forth.
Xavier moves your hair to one side so he can sink his teeth on your neck while his movements turn rough, hips snapping against your ass.
All the noises made by your bodies are muffled by the loud engines of the train, which picked up its speed as it headed for its last stop.
That's when Xavier grew tired of sitting and decided to stand and bring you with him. He fucks you from behind, unable to stop himself from drilling into you as deep and hard as he could.
You two reach your climax at the same time.
Xavier stays inside you as he fills you up with his essence, making sure not a drop is spilled onto the train's seats or floors.
Right when he straightened your panty and skirt back to their place, the doors open and the announcement declares that the train as reached its last stop.
"Let's go."
You find yourself frozen for a second as your legs suddenly feel sore.
Xavier smiles and takes your hand and leads you out of the train as if nothing happened.
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Summary: A self aware!AU with Caleb and NonMC! reader.
Tags: Caleb x reader, Caleb x NonMC! reader, Caleb x fem!reader, Stressedout!reader.
Inspired by: @ittybittyfanblog
Word count: 1k
*"when you stare into the abyss, the abyss stares back at you"*
*- Friedrich Nietzsche.*
You've heard that quote.., maybe even read it somewhere before but it didn't matter, not when your eyes were starting to ache, a slight burning sensation pulsing behind your eyelids. The only thing staring back at you were the questions in your assignment.
The heels of your palm digging into your eyes, rubbing them, trying to drown out the sensation. You had work to do, upcoming tests countless assignments, projects- the dates and deadlines were already starting to blur.
Maybe you should sleep. Take a little break, it wouldn't hurt to rest... The sickening feeling of guilt and shame in your gut was going to stay there- despite the efforts to try and study a little more.
It was your fault, really. You didn't do the things you should've on time, procrastinating and postponing work when you shouldn't have. Unfortunately, time never waits for anyone.
A click of the power button broke the silence surrounding your room, closing your laptop. You stood up from your desk, stretching your arms over your head, the sound of bones cracking filling your ears. Slumping down on the bed felt much better- the cold sheets against your heated skin felt good, relaxing even.
Your tongue darting out to lick your lips, feeling the chapped skin and the stinging sensation sparking up when the fleshy organ touched a small cut on your lip, caused by the frequent biting and pulling of the skin on your lips.
A sigh left your lips, swallowing the dryness in the back of your throat. You felt thirsty, your throat felt dry.. empty but not enough to burn and that was reason enough for your mind to stop you from getting up, along with the effort it was going to take to just get yourself a glass of water.
Laying against the cold sheets, your mind wandered thinking about something that might get you to sleep. Sleep was slowly becoming a foreign concept- something that happened few and far in between.
Your college studies wasn't making it any better- Doing a degree in law along with criminology honors. You really were crazy to have chosen these subjects but your curiosity often went against your decisions. The need to understand and learn more about the few things that you were interested in.
There was only silence surrounding you, until a small **ping!** vibrated through the room and in your ears, looking down at your phone to see a message from the game you spent so much of your time on; Love and Deep space and of course, your precious love interest, Caleb.
It was almost insane how your eyes lit up when the loading screen of the game showed up. That pretty boy sitting quietly on the leather chair, asleep. A small poke on his cheek was enough for him to let out the usual autogenerated response you always heard.
He was so cute, so pretty, so.. human. It was one of the reasons you liked him so much. Over every other love interest, he just felt like a person. A person you could understand- a person you could relate to. You understood why he did the things he did.
Tapping on the small chat button, Caleb was standing there- looking at you. Interacting with him was comforting in a sense. His little teasing yet sincere comments were enough to make your heart stutter.
It had became routine by now, doing the daily tasks- getting gems, playing on the claw machine and the kitty cards. Yeah, maybe the kitty cards would be a good idea today. You still had one kitty card attempt left this week.
Playing kitty cards with Caleb was fun to say the atleast. It was annoying how good he was at that game. You could never get three wins in a row, sometimes it made you want to punch him through the screen, affectionately of course.
Just when you thought you were going to win, all it took was two cards for the whole game to be flipped in his favor. It was so frustrating.
"If you keep winning, I'm not going to play with you.." You muttered to yourself, maybe you should stop talking to yourself when no one was going to reply back. "Maybe you should stop and take care of yourself if you can't even focus on the game," Caleb replied in that small text box.
That was new, you hadn't seen a reply like that before.. Now that you think about it, did your MC even say anything for Caleb to reply back? Maybe you had missed it, too focused on the game, too focused on him.
After miserably loosing the kitty card mini game, you decided to just chat with him by clicking on tête-à-tête. Talking about studies.. wanting to hear his comforting words but with those limited options, how could you tell about how terrible study habits, your conflicting feelings?
You felt stupid, incompetent, like a failure for not being able to complete some simple assignments but how do you tell all that to a fictional love interest in a game?
It was shameful in a way, relying so much on the opinions and comforting of something that wasn't even real? It was just so weird.. how he mattered so much to you.
Your thumb caressed the screen of your phone where his cheek was, as if he could feel your touch. It made a burning sensation flare up in the back your throat as the brightness of your screen burned into your retinas.
Exhaustion of the day catching upto you. Your body curling up on the sheets of your bed. Yeah, maybe sleep would be better. Maybe you'd dream of him.
A/N- Hi everyone, I'm a new writer so this work might feel like really dry and dull. This is just part 1. I'm going to write more. This fic is inspired by Error 404 fanfic of @ittybittyfanblog. I hope you like it.
