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Listen To My Heartbeat ⁘ Xavier
·······•✦ description: In which; your vampire boyfriend keeps pushing off your worry for him, but when you find him incredibly weak in bed, you figure out exactly what he needs... And you want to give it to him...
·······•✦ pairing: afab!eader x xavier ·······•✦ word count: 4k ·······•✦ genre: smut, porn with plot, fluff ·······•✦ general tags: Vampire!Xavier, Vampires, Canon Compliant, Still canon compliant, Only difference is vampires lol, Established Relationship, Fluff, Smut, Angst, Mild Hurt/Comfort, Fluff and Smut, Blood Drinking, Xavier is Hungry, Biting, Marking, Cunnilingus, Teasing, Pleasure from Blood Drinking, Multiple Orgasms, Sexual Overstimulation, Penis In Vagina Sex, Vaginal Sex, Squirting and Vaginal Ejaculation, pussy eating, Aftercare, Creampie, POV Second Person, No Use of Y/N for Reader-Insert, Missionary Position, Sitting In Lap, Dirty Talk, Pet Names - starlight & princess
·······•✦ posted on: ao3
The first time you notice the pale tone to Xavier’s skin, he brushes it off with a simple excuse that he’s tired. Knowing what he is, the thought comes to your mind of the other things that could be going on, and you get the inkling that there’s something else than just mere exhaustion.
The second time you see the glassy glow and slightly damp expanse of his skin, you know there’s something more than meets the eye.
Well i guess you can tell who i am bias to xD
Imagine Alpha LADS x Beta non mc reader. the beginning.
Imagine if there was something people knew about you, it was that if somebody threw a party within a ten kilometer radius, you would somehow end up there. Not because you actively searched for them, not because you were desperate for attention.
Imagine, you just... ended up there like a stray cat. A particularly attractive stray cat with questionable decision making skills and concern amount of confidence. Tonight happened to be your best friend's birthday. And because your best friend was just as ridiculous as you were, they hadn't settled for a simple celebration. Instead, they rent a stupidly large house, the kind that had swimming pool outside and a billiards room inside.
Imagine it was the kind that looked like it belonged in rich kid dramas. The kind that immediately made people think, 'We're absolutely getting kicked out by midnight.' Yet somehow, nobody did which is honestly shocking.
Imagine the backyard was alive with music, the pool lights painted everything blue and purple. People were swimming, dancing, and drinking. Somebody was trying to do a handstand on a pool float while another person was actively encouraging them. You gave them another three minutes before disaster struck.
"Five bucks say they eat shit." "You're awful." "I'm realistic." The birthday girl snorted on her drink, making you grin as your cigarette dangled lazily from your fingers. The water was still dripping from your shirt from when somebody had pushed you into the pool fifteen minutes ago. Not that you minded. You'd just climbed out laughing, stole somebody's towel, then somebody else's drink.
Imagine that leads you exactly where you were now, sitting on the armrest of an outdoor couch, looking entirely too comfortable as usual. In which people always asked how you managed to be so relaxed. And the truth was quite simple, you just genuinely didn't care about most things. Not in a depressing way, not in a meaningless way. It was just... If something happened, it happened. If it worked out, great. If it didn't, you'd figure something else out. Life is easier that way, a lot easier. Especially when compared to everyone around you constantly stressing themselves into early graves.
Imagine the way you took a drag from your cigarette. The sweet taste settled on your tongue, it was strawberry tonight, or maybe raspberry. You weren't entirely sure, the flavors changed every shipment. One time they had sent watermelon, you nearly cried tears of joy. As far as you can recall, the cigarettes themselves were technically part of some medical trial. Something about prototype pheromone suppressants. Beta compatibility. Cilincal testing. Research.
Imagine it was something your doctor had spent nearly twentey minutes explaining everything five months ago. One you had listened politely, or at least pretended to. Then they mentioned unlimited supplies, and flavored options. You signed the paperwork immediately. The one you were apparently helping modern medicine advance. In reality, you mostly care about the free flavored cigarettes. A fair exchange, at least on your opinion. Then someone plucked the cigarette right out of your fingers. You didn't even look.
"Rude." "Sharing is caring." "Buy your own." "You literally got them for free." "...That's not the point." The cigarette thief laughed, thats when you finally glanced up. Cute. You thought. Very cute. Actually, maybe he's dangerously cute. You had been talking to people most of the night. Not exclusively, you talked to everybody. But this guy somehow remained nearby throughtout the evening. A feat not many people managed, mostly because your attention span was terrible.
Imagine a hand suddenly landed on your shoulder, another friend, then another, then another. At some point you had accidentally collected a small crowd. You didn't know how it happened, but it always happened. People just kind of gathered. Maybe because you were easy to talk to. Maybe because you remembered people's names, mostly. Maybe because you treated everyone the same, or maybe because you were just entertaining to watch. Especially when you were losing.
which Imagine had brought everybody's attention to the billiards room. More specifically, to you, who is currently losing terribly. The cue stick rested against your shoulder, you stare at the table, and the table stared back. The ball remained exactly where it was and the room held its breath. Then you took the shot and completely missed. The entire room exploded, people doubled over laughing, someone fell off a couch. You just looked down at the cue stick, then at ball, then back at the cue stick.
"...I think it's broken." "You missed the entire table!" "Technicalities." "You aimed for ten seconds!" "Well, clearly it wasn't enough." You said shrugging and the laughter somehow got worse. So far you lost every game. Every single one. At one point, you accidentally sent the cue ball flying into the other table which earn you a round of applause. You bowed naturally. Because if you were going to fail, you might as well fail spectacularly.
Imagine hours passed, the party grew louder, then softer, then louder again. People drifted between room, conversation changed, the music changed, the atmosphere shifted the way parties always did once midnight crept closer. The chaos mellowed into something warmer, more intimate. People sat closer, laughed quieter, found corners, found moments. You on the other hand ended up back outside eventually. Near the pool, feet dangling in the water as cigarette balanced between your lips.
Imagine someone sat beside you. The same cute guy from earlier. He was close enough that your shoulder occasionally brushed. Neither of you moved anyway. The coversation came easy, everything always did. You talked about stupid things, favorite drinks, terrible classmates, the weird guy who attempted a flip into the pool. Then came future plans, the lack of future plans. You admitted you had absoltely no clue what you were doing with your life, to which they admitted they didn't either. And it was nice, comfortable. It was the kind of conversation that slipped by unnoticed. One minute, ten minutes, turns into an hour.
Imagine someone eventually called your name from across the yard, making you pause from the conversation and looked up. Across the yard someone blew you a kiss dramatically. You blew one back. Making the person beside you groan. "There you go again?" "What?" You asked, looking at him confused. "That." "What?" "Flirting." "I was being polite." "Nobody is that polite." You looked genuienly confused, which only made him laugh harder. "You're impossible." "So I've heard."
Imagine the way he shook his head, smiling. And his smile lingered, so did yours. Neither disappearing, neither looking away. The air shifted, not dramatically, just enough. Enough that when they leaned slightly closer, niether of you seemed surprised. The party continued around you. The music, the laughter, the splashing of water, the distant shouting. But it felt further away now, like background noise, like something happening to other people.
Imagine the two of you enventually ended up inside, not because you planned to, not because he planned to, it just happened anyway. Like one conversation leading to another, one room leading to another. Until you found yourself in a quieter hallway, away from most of the crowd. The music reduced to a distant heartbeat through the walls.
Imagine the two of you were still talking, still laughing, still standing a little too close. Your shoulder rested against the wall as they stood in front of you. Looking amused and comfortable. Looking entirely too pretty. "You know." He said, playing with your hair. "Hm?" "You really have no idea, do you?" "No idea about what?" "The effect you have on people." You blink, then laughed. "Oh, that's dramatic." "I'm serious." "That's concerning." "You think everybody likes you." "Nahhh I don't." You laugh. "You act like it." You considered, then eventually shrugged. "Maybe I just like everybody."
Imagine the way he simply started, then he laughed, something fond hidden underneath it. The kind that settled somewhere warm in your chest. Eventually the conversation faded, not abruptly, just natural. The way good conversations did. A glance lingering slightly longer. A smile refusing to disappear. The distance between you shrinking without either of you noticing. Then eventually, the talking stopped entirely. A brief kiss. Sweet, warm. Followed by laughter when both of you immediately smiled afterwards. Then another, the kind that felt less like some grand romantic moment and more like two people genuinely enjoying each other's company.
Imagine it was simple, easy, and comfortable. A lot like the rest of your life. At least until your phone started vibrating. You ignore it. Then it vibrated again, and again. The person in front of you groaned dramatically. "If you check that phone, I'm leaving." "You won't." "...Fair." You laugh, winking at him before you pulled your phone out of your pocket. Then glance at the screen, and froze.
Imagine the way everything stopped, the hallway, the music, the conversation. Even your breathing. For a second all you could was stare. The sender, the subject, the words. Then stare at it again, because there was absolutely no way- no fucking way. Your eyes darted across the screen. Once, twice, then three times. You were accepted. Accepted at Skyhaven academy Engineering Department. Your mouth fell open. "What happened?" You couldn't answer. "What happened?" Then a laugh escaped you. Disbelieving, half delighted. Seriously. "Oh my God." "What?" "I got in." "What?" "I GOT IN."
Imagine the way those words echoed throught the hallway. Several nearby partygoers immediately turned. But you didn't care. Because somehow, you. The class cutting, party hopping, chain smoking idiot who signed up for medical research because the cigarettes were flavored. The one who took the entrace exam just because it looks fun- Had actually gotten accepted. Suddenly, your future felt real. Not something distant. Not something to worry about later.
Imagine it was real, terrifiying, exciting, and waiting. So as you stand there in a noisy hallway while a party raged around you, cigarette tucked behind one ear with your heart threatening to burst from your chest. You couldn't stop grinning. Because somehow, against all odds. Against all expectations. Against your own expectations. You started at the acceptance letter again and grinned, wide, dangerous and excited. The kind of grin your friends would immediately recognize as trouble. Because it always meant the same thing. An adventure was coming and whethere you were ready or not. You were absolutely going to throw yourself headfirst into it.
[ⓒdark-night-hero] 2026°
: blame my typos on Ace, Sabo, Shigaraki, Dabi, Izuki, Katsuki and Shoto because I spend the night crying (+ editing) because of them (watched the last season of BNHA and rewatch marinefort + dressrosa arc) so expected some ff about them soon.
: if you're looking for the boys, they would be on the next updates. If ya'll want to be tagged, just... say so?
Here's the list again!
Horny thoughts
1. Getting railed in every sundress you own to make up for lost time, with Caleb.
2.Hide and Seek with Sylus but then it turns into Find and Fuck.
3. Xavier's skincare is you sitting on his face.
4. Zayne loves your lingerie so much he doesn't take it off. He just pulls the top down and your panties to the side 90% of the time.
5. “yeah? right there?” in a mocking voice with Rafayel.
6. Forehead kisses with Caleb while he pumps you full of his cum.
7. Forced eye contact, chin held between fingers and being told in a calm, but firm voice "dont look away, I want to watch your face when you cum, with Sylus.
8.Cuddles that get sexual then sweet again with Xavier.
9. Bulge pics from work to show you that he misses you, with Zayne.
10. Rafayel kisses every single birthmark, scar, mole and freckle as he undresses you.
11. "I know baby" while you are cumming with Caleb.
12. Sylus fucks you so good you masturbate the next day thinking about it.
13. Thighjobs with Xavier
14. Suck on my fingers before I slide them inside you with Zayne.
15. Cockwarming while he sucks on your tits with Rafayel
16 Stroking his cock and not breaking eye contact until he cums all over you with Caleb.
17. Cockwarming after creampie with Sylus.
18. Catch 22 verse: Having sex with Xavier through the bars of the cage.
19. Footsie under the table during an important dinner with Zayne.
20. Tying up and only using a brush to make Rafayel cum.
21. Size kink with Caleb.
22.Insecurity with reader that turns into full blown sex with Sylus.
23. Hidden kiss with Xavier.
24. Zayne cumming untouched.
25. Rafayel training you to take both of his cocks.
26. Strip poker with Caleb.
27. Rough mirror sex with Jealous Sylus.
28. Sexsomnia with Xavier
29. Breaking the bed with Zayne for the first time.
30. You change your mind about having sex during sex with Rafayel.
31. Reader is so loud during sex with Sylus the twins think there is someone getting murdered.
BONUS The boys getting cockblocked the whole week and you finding it funny. (ALL of them)
Thank you for all of the ideas! I will probably add more to this list later on.
I guess the cute and fluffy theme came through xD
hoodie
I Wish I Could Live Here Forever
Xavier x GN!Reader
CW: suggestive
A/N: Inspiration struck me like a brick to the face so here we are. I too, wish Xavier could live between my thighs (for sweet and sexy reasons ☺️)
It was a quiet Saturday morning in Xavier's apartment. You sat comfortably on the couch with a sleepy Xavier resting his head between your plush thighs.
A blissful sigh escapes his slightly parted lips. "Mmmm....I wish I could live here forever." he mumbles against your inner thigh.
You chuckle softly while gently petting his head as he lets out more sounds of contentment. He's exactly where he wants to be. Seeing him so comfortable you can't help but wanting to tease him a little.
"You can't live here Xavi, but you can come and visit whenever you want." you say with mischief on your mind. If Xavier's eyes were open he'd see the growing smirk that adorns your face. Lucky for you he's too busy basking in the warmth of his favorite pillows. Xavier happily nuzzles your thighs unaware of what's to come.
"I'll even offer you a meal from time to time." you emphasize your words with a light squeeze of your thighs. This gets his attention just like you hoped it would. His eyes snap open immediately and when he looks up at you there is a noticeable difference in his gaze. The soft and cuddly Xavier who was here just mere moments ago is nowhere to be found.
You bite your lip and move Xavier's disheveled bangs from his eyes hoping to get a better view of what you've done.
"What?" you smirk knowingly. "Is my esteemed guest hungry?"
Xavier's jaw twitches ever so slightly at your comment. His eyes are lidded and pupils blown with need. The rise and fall of his chest becomes more noticeable as his breathing quickens in anticipation.
"Starving actually..."
Dividers: enchanthings
The before and after. I can’t draw but i can put things together.
EXTRA EXTRA READ ALL ABOUT IT CALEB’S IN HIS FEELINGS AND HE CAN’T GET OUT OF IT…
Sypnosis: Caleb x non!mc — you find out he only used you in this marriage of three, and had a child with you to prove to the world that he, Caleb Xia, had moved on. 7k words. Warnings: HURT NO COMFORT no seriously, x reader is a stretch. mentions of pregnancy, birth and cheating. A/N: Sorry for the wait. I smoked 7 cigs in the process of writing this (working through my 8th now as I do the formatting). this stemmed from a little ask that was just too angsty to write a simple blurb on. highly suggest listening to mitski while reading this/earrings by malcolm todd (of which the title originates from) for the maximum angst experience.
There were three of you in this marriage, so naturally, it was a bit crowded.
Part of you felt unbelievably happy to be at the altar with Caleb Xia, yet another part of you couldn’t ignore the nudging feeling that something was very wrong with your husband-to-be.
To the spectators of the wedding, Caleb seemed perfectly composed. Not that most of them would know him any better than you did of the man you were about to dedicate the rest of your life to. The audience of the simple wedding at the courthouse consisted of your family and friends, and for Caleb…well, the only three people who he invited were Gideon and…
And her. MC. Of course.
You’ve always had an idea of who she was. It was hard not to acknowledge the woman your husband was obsessed with, is still obsessed with. You knew how much MC weighed on Caleb’s heart, and you could only guess how much that weight doubled when MC, instead of marrying him, married some cardiologist friend of hers. And you could piece together that you were nothing more than a trophy of proof for Caleb to show that he had moved on.
Yet, you still naively believed that, just like any good fairy tale, Caleb would eventually fall in love with you.
But one look into his empty, loveless eyes, as he signed your marriage certificate, told you otherwise. The chaste, brief kiss you exchanged felt like more of an obligation to show to the wedding guests rather than a genuine embrace of a husband and wife.
But then again, you didn’t think you expected much more.
HAPPY PRIDE EVERYNYAN 🏳️🌈 here’s femvier as a bunny girl ☺️😋😋😋
Love and Deepspace Masterlist (June 3rd, 2026)
Newest to oldest.
PERFECT TO ME!
lads x reader | sfw
CW! female reader, chubby/plus-sized reader!, self-indulgent post, hurt-comfort, body image issues, suggestive content, body worship (Rafayel), mentions of committing murder (Sylus), maybe medical inaccuracies (Zayne), fluff galore, drabbles for each, mentions of stretchmarks (zayne & rafayel), fatshaming (Xavier & Sylus), pre-boom (Caleb), implications of an eating disorder (Caleb)
Summary! You've always felt bad about your body, in fact, hated it more than anything. How could you ever be good enough for him? You didn't need to ask or worry about any of that. He loved you just as you are, and will prove that to you no matter what.
XAVIER
"You need to lose some weight" had always been something you'd heard growing up. Then the societal standards of how you should look made you look at yourself, your body, in a negative light.
Spiraled this time because of a comment when you and Xavier went out for a date. For once, you felt like dressing in something that showed off your body.
Just when Xavier left to use the bathroom, you were subjected to those familiar words.
"You need to lose some weight, Missy. Especially for an outfit like that. You shouldn't even be wearing that..." You started to tune them out, or, well, trying to. Already found yourself trying to cover up your body with your arms. The person only found themselves trying to poke further.
Alpha LADS x Beta non mc Reader
With the boys doing everything to turn you into their omega, but it backfire and you ended up becoming an Alpha 🤣 (but who knows)
Laughing my ass of because I'm deadass writing it rn (about 40% of it now). But who says I'll be uploading it 😂 it might be my secret fantasy lmaoo
Edit: i forgot to add the fact that you're also oblivious as fuck. (One of the boys fault) and dangerously chill go with the flow kind of person soo 😂