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lilisettean · 4 months

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Hot Steam | Xavier/Reader

About: What started as a nice soak in the hot springs with Xavier turned into something more...

Pairing: Xavier/Reader

Notes: I don't have the memory Kind Words for Xavier itself so idk what goes on in that scene but the art itself made me go . I need him I need to write him and mc in the hot springs.

AO3: Read here!

Warnings: Age 18+ only please. Enjoy :)

“This was not what I had in mind when you told me to come sit closer.”

You said, doing your best to look him in the eye and not let your eyes wander down further. But he did not extend the same courtesy to you.

“Then what did you have in mind?” Xavier asked as he toyed with the towel that was stubbornly wrapped around your body. He had complained about you sitting too far away from him while in the hot spring beforehand and caught you off guard when you scooted closer, grabbing and lifting you by the waist and then plopping you down onto his lap. While you didn’t mind the closeness of it all, something about being skin to skin and almost naked made you feel… exposed.

It didn’t help that his hand was still on your waist, resting at the small of your back. How easy would it for him to slide his hand down further and slip it under the flimsy towel–

A sudden kiss to your bare shoulder pulled you out of your thoughts. He was staring up at you, his eyes dark and intense. He didn’t care your breasts were pressed against him, the towel shielding your form from him barely holding on.

Or maybe he did care, since you could suddenly feel something poking at your thigh.

“What’s on your mind?” He asked, his expression unchanging despite knowing you could feel his growing problem under you.

“What do you think?” You retorted as calmly as possible. You thought it was impossible to feel yourself grow even hotter, being in a hot spring and all. But you did, his touch planting seeds of desire under your skin. Especially when he hooked his fingers onto the hem of your towel.

You nodded when he looked toward you for permission. And with one smooth motion, the fabric that protected you from the world, from his dark, predatory gaze, fell around you and sunk into the hot spring.

The soft sigh he let out then broke the peaceful silence of the hot spring, his hot breath fanning your exposed breast. Lifting his hand out of the water, he dragged a finger against the round of your right breast, as though committing the sight before him to memory.

“You’re so beautiful.” Xavier breathed out, before pulling you down to a kiss. It felt tender at first, gentle like he was to you. But as seconds ticked by, the kiss grew more intense, headier, with him palming your breast and thumbing over your pert nipple as his other hand drew you closer to him.

And then, you felt it. You gasped as he pulled you flush against his hardness. The soft cotton fabric brushed past your clit and his clothed tip pushed insistently against your entrance. Taking advantage of your surprise, he slipped his tongue past your lips and deepened the kiss, slowly grinding himself up and down your heat.

“I don’t— I don’t think we should do this here.” You said, breathless after parting from his lips. His hands were incredibly distracting, wandering about and teasing you. But that was nothing compared to his hardened cock resting between your folds, throbbing every now and then to remind you of your shared predicament.

“You’re right. Shall we head back inside?”

Before you could climb off his lap however, he slipped an arm under you and lifted you, hauling you up to his shoulder with one arm.

Like a prize won by a successful hunter.

“Wait– I can walk–”

“No.” Xavier said, carrying up and into the room you booked, suddenly glad that you opted for a private hot spring instead. He gently laid you down on the bed before climbing on top of you, his piercing gaze never leaving you once.

“What kind of hunter would I be if I let my prize go?”

#love and deep space #love and deepspace #love and deep space xavier x reader #love and deepspace xavier x reader #the brainrot is hitting #going with xavier first because hes actually the easiest to write when it comes to those memories #zayne's would be way more intense bc mirror and i actually have rafayel's so i have to gather more braincells first #hope i got his character right if not pls tell me

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dawnbreakersgaze · 2 months

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All's Fair in Love and Kitty Cards:

𝓣𝓱𝓮 𝓑𝓲𝓰𝓰𝓮𝓻 𝓣𝓱𝓮𝔂 𝓐𝓻𝓮: 𝓣𝓱𝓮 𝓗𝓪𝓻𝓭𝓮𝓻 𝓣𝓱𝓮𝔂 𝓕𝓪𝓵𝓵

❥ ┊𝐒𝐮𝐦𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐲; You've decided to bring home an electronic board game of kitty cards, and make the oh so simple suggestion of playing strip kitty cards to entice your work weary boyfriend Zayne into trying it out with you. After all, you're THEE Queen of Kitty Cards herself- it's not like you could lose, right?

❥ ┊𝐖𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠; bullet fic format (sorry, don't have the energy to devote to full fic rn 😅), reader referred to as you/your and she/her, this one really got away from me omf it's longer than I mean it to be eek, not proof read, written in a whirlwind bc this idea would not leave me be until I got it out, not full smut but very suggestive, just good ol' fashioned romantic fun. Zayne thinks you're hot ♡

Yes, I will be doing Xavier and Rafayel as well

Zayne rarely got too serious with kitty cards. He'd rather watch you have fun than engage in a real competition. Your smile and serious expression were far more entertaining than any game, and the delighted light in your eyes after a victory (no matter how wide or narrow) was always his most welcome reward.

That was, until you brought home that new electronic board game version, setting it up before he'd gotten home and surprising him with it only moments after he'd taken off his shoes and coat.

At first he wasn't that interested. I mean the cats where half the fun of kitty cards lets be real, plus he was tired.

But when you suggested (with a wicked little glint in your eye that had his heart stop momentarily, mind you) that you guys play strip kitty cards, he stood there blinking in silence for a solid 15 seconds, just processing.

"How upset would you be if I won, though?" He carefully asked once he finally came out of it, that little smirk tugging at the corner of his lips. God he can be so smug sometimes.

You of course tell him that you're the literal Queen, Her Meowjesty the First, and this is your domain. You demand he put respect on that name and remember it well.

You'd come to eat those words later.

The first round you win easily. Just like every game before, it would seem the kitties favor you above all else (why wouldn't they, you were their Queen after all). He gives a soft chuckle, removing his vest and placing it over the back of his couch. "Round two, then?"

Round two seems to take a similar route. You almost feel bad for Zayne. He's always been a bit of a pushover when it comes to kitty cards, and as you fill the final cup cementing your victory 23-10, you watch as he loosens his tie tossing it aside and removing each sleeve garter, laying them on the table next to his vest chain. Zayne doesn't say anything this time, only watches you as you reshuffle the cards and get the board cleared for a new game.

Round three is where you finally start to feel him trying. It's a bit like reeling in a fish. You feel like you're making some headway and and then he'll pull out a Bye Bye on your double point kitty, or use a Purrcieve and discard your pink 6 kitty when there was an open pink cup. Nothing earth shattering- you could and did still wipe the floor with him, but the way Zayne watched you over the tops of his cards as he did so started to make you feel... vulnerable, despite all your layers.

When he finally sheds his third layer- his shirt- you realize all too late that you've fallen into the spider's web. With his broad, muscled shoulders, sharp collarbones that crowned his perfect pecs, and strong biceps corded with beautifully laced veins that traveled down his scarred forearms to his large hands that currently rested against those masterfully made lats and abs and.... oh.

Oh no.

Zayne catches you staring (how could he not, honestly. You were practically drooling), and regards you with that little quirk of his lip and raise of his brow. "Everything alright? Ready for round 4?" Worry starts to eat at you when you realize he doesn't sound at all worried. He's already shirtless only 3 layers from being completely nude, and he sounds like he's already won.

Not one to accept defeat so easily, you swallow, set your expression in determination, and deal the cards.

And yet

4 rounds later and Zayne had yet to remove another article of clothing.

Your clothes (and your dignity as The Queen) lay tossed about the room in a perfect metaphor for your current emotional state.

This man. THIS MAN. Despite all your usual tricks and banter, Zayne had refused every single one of your pleas to trade cards. No amount of begging or bargaining would be accepted tonight, and during your last attempt he'd made it very clear that should you ask again, he'd put the game away since you obviously weren't interested in actually testing your skills.

So here you sat. In your bra and panties, your metaphorical crown plucked from your head and reshaped into a dunce cone.

The kitties had forsaken you.

It had started out so well, but once that shirt came off it was suddenly so hard to focus. You'd find yourself watching as he'd roll his shoulder, gazing as his chest or ribs expanded with a particularly deep breath. Let your eyes linger on each and every scar that dappled his hands and forearms. Watch his Adam's apple bob as he'd take a particularly long drink of the water at his side.

Honestly, it seemed like the more layers you lost, the harder he was to ignore as well.

Little did you know the absolute torment this man was going through on his end.

Sure, setting the trap was easy enough. You were always so sure of your kitty card playing ability, and he so rarely put up a fight when you begged for mercy. However, turning your pleading down each time as you sat across from him in less and less clothing, looking at him with those big teary eyes was threatening to completely undo him. Listening to you whine his name and watch as your perfect lips pouted so full and glossy in the lamp light was too much, he couldn't take it.

You and your games would be the death of him, surly.

Round 6 is where his empire fell.

Your defeat was swift, of course. Zanye had struck gold with 4 Meow This in his hand, and pulled a complete shut out. It was like in the movies when the character watches in slow-mo as their impending death rushes towards them, and as you were left with no number cards to fill the last cup on your turn, you watched as Zayne placed his.

"I believe that's another win for me." His tone was proud- joyful, even. Typically one of your favorite expressions he made, if you were being honest. Something about Zayne's smug, rather cocky attitude really got you going sometimes, and sitting here for the last hour, ogling his shoulder and arms and hands and abs... well... that hadn't been helping the literal ocean between your thighs either.

Your silence (and likely the deer in the headlights expression you wore) spurred a warm chuckle from him, the sound both rich and comforting, yet still strange enough to snap you back to reality.

"I believe I've earned my next reward, correct?"

Oh... this bastard. This beautiful bastard.

Puffing your cheeks at him in a pout, you consider accusing him of cheating (partially in jest, you know he wouldn't, but also why is he SO DAMN GOOD all of a sudden??), but in the soft glow of the lights, your eyes catch his, and you see something darker. Immediately, your heart begins racing, skin prickling with the familiar feeling of anticipation in battle.

Wait, in battle?

This wasn't the first time you'd have taken your bra off in front of Zayne, so why did you feel so much like... prey in this moment? As your hand slowly reached behind you to find the clasp, it was apparent you weren't the only one feeling the weight in the air. The subtle creak of the couch let you know he'd leaned forward, eager to watch and enjoy the prize he'd rightfully won.

"What are you waiting for?" The subtle tilt and bob of his head mirrors the quick uptick at the corner of his mouth, a motion you're so familiar with by now. A playful gesture of his, reserved for those moments when he's feeling particularly teasing or goading.

It only stokes the fire in you, of course. The amber hues in his green eyes, further illuminated by the warm lamplight, bore into you despite his otherwise neutral expression.

With a flick of your wrist, the clasp is undone. You consider playing a bit, slowly sliding the straps down to tease and tempt, maybe using your arms to cover what he desired to see most. Surely he deserved a taste of his own medicine after obliterating you like this tonight, but his intensity is already near suffocating.

Instead, one at a time, you slipped your arm from each strap, and gently placed it at your side. The moment you felt the chill air hit you, it was audible that he'd noticed.

Oh sure, he tried to keep quiet. Tried to stop himself from letting out that small, strangled gasp when he watched your nipples pebble. Tried to still his thundering heart when your reactive shiver cut across you, leaving goosebumps in its wake. Tried to stop himself from whispering your name in a thick voice, telling you how beautiful you looked in the warm-glow lighting. At least he managed to temper his hand and hold it back from palming his quickly stiffening cock. Thank God for the small mercies.

His reaction was so much more than you'd been expecting. You'd been nude plenty of times before, like showering together, or that time you'd shared a hot spring once on vacation. Not to mention all the THE SEX. But this??

He had your body memorized at this point, but watching you strip layer by layer as you lost each round was really doing it for him?

The way his voice caught when he said your name, the way the muscles around his ribs stretched and relaxed as he took deep breaths to calm himself, the dilation of his pupils as his eyes trailed you from navel to nose, finally making eye contact after a lengthy pause on your lips.

Zayne might have been winning at kitty cards, but you were starting to get the feeling your luck was about to turn around.

"I forfeit." His normal, rational tone returns, albeit with great strain.

You sputter out a few expletives, dropping the stack of cards you'd started to shuffle. "What?! But we weren't- I was going to- I didn't even get to-!" Too many thoughts at once try tumbling from you, tangling on your tongue. How dare he! I mean sure you won, but a victory of forfeiture was hardly a victory worth bragging about.

Standing from the couch you watch as Zayne extends a large hand towards you, that same hungry look in his eye again that has you feeling small and vulnerable, and reminds you that you're very exposed.

"I've had my fun hunting the hunter. I think it's time I reward her for her win."

ᶜᵒᵐᵐᵉⁿᵗˢ ᵃⁿᵈ ʳᵉᵇˡᵒᵍˢ ᵃʳᵉ ᵃˡʷᵃʸˢ ᵃᵖᵖʳᵉᶜᶦᵃᵗᵉᵈᵎ ᵀʰᵃⁿᵏ ʸᵒᵘ ᶠᵒʳ ʳᵉᵃᵈᶦⁿᵍᵎ

#love and deepspace #lads #l&ds #lnds #love & deepspace #zayne #zayne love and deepspace #love and deepspace zayne #kay writes #god i love him #the thought of Zayne laying out the perfect plan only for it to completely backfire on him is just so canon at this point #Like hes so MAX intelligence DUMP wisdom #it makes for such a wonderful combo lmao- walking into his own trap like “oh no who could have predicted this”#zayne x you #zayne x reader #zayne x y/n #zayne x mc #zayne smut

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eunoiathewriter · 1 year

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hi <3, i am a big fan of your writing for xavier and i wanted to request something!

maybe one where the reader is in the fencing club too and she is like the best (but stil very nice) and xavier has a big crush on her? and when they fence togeher he always loses but he enjoys, when she’s happy, so he doesn’t care?

and if thats not to much, she loses against him once (bcs shes sick or like flustered around him) and he is confused/worried and idk but they confess?

<33

X. THORPE X F!READER

Sypnosis: When it came to fencing, she was good, but fencing against him made it hard to keep up and not get flustered.

Word count: 2.4k

Xavier watched without looking away; he was always going to be amazed at her skill. y/n never lost to any of the other fencers.No matter how many times she fought against any of them or they against her, she was always able to win, and they were never able to win.

What had made y/n a bit special, however, was how kind she was about it all. No matter who her opponent was, she would compliment them and their skill, and anyone who dared to say anything negative about their fencing to her would be met with an immediate protest. She was gracious towards everyone, never wanting people to see her as above them.

Sometimes Xavier even thought she was a bit too gracious towards people who did not deserve her respect. He remembered a guy about two years back who, since having graduated from Nevermore, refused to salute y/n before their second round, all because she had won the first point. Not saluting your opponent is a sign of respect, no matter what your personal opinion of them as a person is, so that was a big no. Yet, when y/n had won and the older boy had bitterly thrown off his mask, she still gave a smile and said it was a good match.

So Xavier stood off to the side, saber in hand, as he just watched y/n and one of the other boys, Will, fence with one another. Their bout was soon over, but y/n was close to getting the fifteenth point before the time was up. Just one more touch, and she would win this.

To no surprise, y/n was able to get in a last touch before the nine minutes were up. As soon as she had touched Will's chest with the point of her saber, she stepped back and made sure to give the boy room.

"Well done, l/n." Coach praised her with a clap of his hands, and Xavier was also clapping at her.

"It was nothing," y/n said as she removed her mask. "You almost had me for a second."

"Almost." Will pointed out that he too had taken off his mask to reveal his face.

"Don't be like that; you were awesome." And there was that graciousness in her. She was all too kind towards people, but that was also one of the things that he liked about her.

As y/n started to converse with Will, Xavier could not help but glare a little. But he soon did not have to glare anymore as Bianca pulled y/n aside, giving her a bottle of water while they began to talk instead, and Will walked off, but not before shooting a questioning look at the taller boy.

It was actually surprising to Xavier that even Bianca did not have any grudges against y/n. It was such an odd duo that had occurred when they first started at Nevermore, and it was even more odd that the siren had never been irritated at the other girl; she was more impressed by her.

"Thorpe," the coach said, drawing Xavier's attention away from the two girls, one of whom was his ex and the other a longtime crush. "Wanna go for a bout? You've been standing around most of the time."

"Uh, yeah, sure."

"Good. L/n," the coach said as he approached the girl. "Care for another bout?"

"Of course," Her smile was bright as Bianca patted her shoulder, as if to say she would win.

"Well then, Mr. Thorpe, l/n, middle."

At the mention of Xaviers' last name, y/n turned your head towards him, eyes just slightly wide. She found that he was already looking at her before he shrugged and walked towards the middle of the strip, waiting for her to do the same.

But she just stood there, looking at Xavier, and her mind was running wild. She did have a weakness when it came to fencing, and it was one she did not want to say out loud to anyone, especially not to Bianca. Xavier had just, in some way, slithered his way into her heart and gotten comfortable there. She felt bad for liking him; honestly, he was Bianca's ex, and Bianca was her friend.

Before she could come back to reality and out of her own mind, Binaca had nudged her shoulder, which made y/n turn her head towards her. With a twinkle in her eyes, the siren motioned her head toward Xavier and the coach. The way y/n had just kind of frozen in place while staring at the brunette boy waiting for her made Bianca suspicious. There had been a few more instances like this, which also made her start putting two and two together, though she was not mad.

"Right," y/n mumbled, shaking her head and walking to the middle of the strip.

Standing up straight, y/n moved into position, standing about twelve feet from where Xavier stood on the strip. Taking a quick glance up at him instead of at one of the pillars behind him, she was met by a smirk as he brought his blade up to salute her. y/n quickly copied the salute, fighting the heat growing in her cheeks.

Putting on her mask, y/n tried to get into her mindset as always when she was fencing. Biting her cheek, she got into stance, waiting for the signal to start. All while y/n was fighting to stay focused, Xavier was preparing to lose. He did not have a problem with losing, not to her. He liked how happy she would get and the fact that she would interact with him, talking and being all cheery.

"Pret? Allez!" Coach signalled their start, and y/n had a touch at Xavier within seconds.

After resetting in the middle, they started for the next point. Just as usual, y/n was able to get in a few touches at first. Each time Xavier bit back his smile, knowing he would most likely lose, but it was entertaining to have her fuss about how she thought he was good.

The first period ended with her having five points, and, to his surprise, he had gotten in two touches, which earned him two points. y/n took off her mask and swallowed, going to grab her water bottle just as Bianca came up to her.

"What's going on?" The siren asked her, filled with confusion, as she took a big gulp of her water while peeping over at Xavier, who too looked over at her with a curious look.

"What do you mean?" She lowered the bottle from her lips with a puzzled expression.

"Girl, he has two points." Bianca states the obvious. "No one ever gets two points when facing you in the first period only."

"I don't know why it matters. Maybe I'm just not that good and he's catching up."

"Really? So there isn't any other possible reason, because you seem a little flustered."

"No!" y/n quickly exclaimed, eyes wide as she turned towards her friend before putting down her bottle of water.

She was not able to say anything else before the coach called her over for the second period of the bout. Her heart was racing as Xavier was eyeing her in a muddled way, not being able to connect the dots on why she seemed to have a hard time looking at him. Usually, she would not have a big problem with it.

Putting their masks on after saluting and going for the second period, her mind was running amok. The way the side of his mouth had tugged into a smirk before putting on his mask had her mind occupied, so occupied that she was shocked at the sudden feel of a touch to her body by Xaviers' sabr tip. Which also made Xavier more and more confused.

The next couple of points from the second period mostly went to Xavier, leaving him with seven points and y/n with eight. As soon as the second period was over, all the other students were watching them fence. Instead of going to get some water, she just stood and mentally cursed herself out. Fearing that she was making it obvious that he was a distraction.

She had not taken off her mask, so Xavier tapped her shoulder, which caused her to finally take it off, her heart speeding up as she turned to see him standing beside her. "Are you okay?"

"Yeah, yes. Why wouldn't I be?" She gave a tight-lipped smile, which was a bit uncharacteristic, seeing as the majority of her smiles were radiant and genuine.

"I was just wondering if I was improving or if you were letting me win." Xavier joked, which did cause the reaction he wanted—a bright smile followed by a laugh that broke onto her face.

"What if I was letting you win? Then what?" It was a way to play along and not show why she was actually not fencing her game.

"Oo, then I'd be disappointed." He told as the second minute break ended and it was time for the third and final period of the fight.

"Hm," y/n hummed as she put on her mask, her cheeks burning as a wide grin pulled across her face as she moved to stand in the middle for the final period.

This time, it was even between the two. Xavier was having a harder time getting in a touch than before, as y/n tried as hard as she could to keep herself concentrated. It worked a good while to imagine him as Binaca, who would, without hesitation, try and rile her up, so it would be a more intense match.

But it was becoming harder and harder as the three minutes of the last period slowly got to an end, with Xavier and y/n being equal in points, a shock to most of the other students who were watching intensely.

Before she could even register what was happening, Xavier got in a last touch right before the time ran out, making him the winner with the most points. As soon as she felt the touch of the saber, she stopped, breathing hard and whispering a low "dammit" for letting her mind slip.

"Thorpe, you win." Even the coach seemed surprised as he announced him as the winner. Lowering his saber, Xavier took off his mask, and his whole face was twisted up in confusion. His brows were furrowed, his eyes suspicious—no, they were worried.

"That was fantastic," y/n said as she removed her mask, worried that the heat in her cheeks would be visible.

"Yeah," was all Xavier could utter before y/n turned to walk over towards Bianca with a nod.

"You alright there, l/n?" The coach asked before she could get much further.

"Of course." She said it as if it were obvious, taking a quick look around to see the others who had been watching slowly move to get back to theirs.

"Okay, what is going on?" Bianca was quick to snatch her by her wrist, pulling her in close.

"Nothing."

"Oh, really, nothing? Because I think you have a little crush on Xavier." Scared that Bianca had said it so loudly, y/n swiftly covered her mouth, which made the siren let out a muffled sound of protest.

"No, I don't!" She whisper-yelled at her friend.

"Oh, please, the way you look at him, say something else. And every time you fence against him, he scores more points every time; he makes you flustered." Bianca took a piece of the terrified girl's hand from her mouth and kept her voice low so as not to alert anyone.

"No, no, no. I would never! He's your ex; I would never do that in my entire life." Her fearful tone made the other girl tilt her head. She cared that much about their friendship that she was afraid to even admit having a crush on Xavier.

"You think I'm mad?"

"Yes, why wouldn't—"

The sudden tap on her shoulder caused y/n to turn around; an amused smile was on Bianca's face. y/n's hands dropped from her friend's shoulder as she faced the taller boy, giving a small smile to conceal the fact that she had just been talking about him.

"I'm just gonna... yeah." Bianca pointed to the current bout going on on the second strip and slowly backed off, leaving the two alone.

"Is there anything?" y/n asked sweetly, internally swearing at herself for not just following Bianca.

"Ehm, yeah, I just..." Xavier paused, glancing over at Bianca, who was watching the two. "Are you sure you're okay?"

"Yes, like I said earlier, I'm just fine."

"You're fine, yet I beat you in fencing? It does not sound as if you're fine." His eyes watched her attentively, noticing every time she tried to start speaking but the words died on her tongue, and every time she would look off to the side.

"I was just.." Her eyes raised to meet his but quickly averted. "Distracted."

"Only distracted?" He moved slightly closer, gazing at her intensely

"Yep," Her cheeks were growing warmer with each passing minute as she heard him hum at her, suddenly feeling his hand brush against hers.

"You know, I was just wondering," Xavier started off, earning her attention. "Maybe you'd want to do something, sometime."

"As in just hang out, or as in a..." Her pause made Xavier chuckle a little and shake his head.

"Do you want it to be a date?"

The way she bit the inside of her cheek and completely avoided eye contact gave him the answer he needed, but he still also got a verbal answer. "Maybe."

"Sure, it's a date then."

"Okay, I'll see you then, Xavier." She slowly backed off, earning an amused look from the boy as he could clearly see she was flustered.

"Yeah."

As she turned for the third time, y/n got janked by the arm by Bianca. Pulling her friend close, the siren took a glance back at Xavier, who smiled to himself before going to fence against another of the students.

"So?" The siren asked.

"I have a date."

"Oh, you do?"

"Yeah, with your ex." There was a slight fear in her voice.

"Don't even worry about that girl."

"You sure?"

"Yeah. You got a date." Bianca mused.

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adelheidvonschicksal · 27 days

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hiii!! how are you? god, it's my first time requesting and I'm super awkward but I've been kinda having this dark mc brain rot! what would the love and Deepspace boys do with a secret gambler mc who's just like yumeko jabami? that'd be so interesting! feel free to ignore this ask if that makes you uncomfortable and have a nice day!

🎲 LND Scenarios with Dark Gambler!MC

🎲 Synopsis: Love and Deepspace men dealing with their dark gambler partner's eccentrics.

🎲 Pairing: LND x GN!Reader

🎲 Content Warning: sexual undertones, mild humor, no pronouns/looks mentioned (Jabami is for the aesthetic), Zayne is the only one vibing, there's no mercy in kitty cards!

🎲 A/N: Thanks for letting me take a crack at your request. I never watched Kakeguri but I think I got the vibe! I did tone the behavior down a little to fit LND more but I think you'll be satisfied. Zayne's part turned into my favorite even though I had the hardest time thinking of a scene for him!

“Let me have a turn.”

Xavier shudders at the dark aura he senses behind him despite the sweet smile plastered on your face. It’s almost like seeing a demon reflecting in the glass of the claw machine but in the form of an angel. He knew it was a bad idea to come to the arcade. He was no good at the machine no matter how much he tried and the nearly empty bowl where his tokens once laid was the proof.

“It’s alright. I didn’t think I could get it anyway. I’m not really good at this game.”

You frown at him. “It’s not you, love. These games are designed to cheat people out their money. It's disgusting really.”

Xavier gulps at that word. Cheat. If there was one thing you hated in this world, it was unfairness. The crooked smile forming on your face forces him to return eye contact with the special edition bunny plush he’s failed to get time and time again. Somehow, he sees fear in its eyes.

“I’ll get it for you.” Your hand reaches into the coin bowl; each clink makes his throat tighten as you finally pull out one of the coins between your fingers. “That bunny will be coming home with us.”

Xavier knows there’s little he can do when you sound that determined. Luckily, you won the bunny in two attempts.

“Ta-da! A fluffy bunny for my fluffy bunny.”

A sense of relief washes over him when the round rabbit hits his hands. Maybe he was being overly paranoid. However, his relief is quickly buffed out by anxiety when he sees you place another coin in the machine. It’s only a few seconds before the chimes of the machine go off again. Then, you pass him another toy, a carrot this time.

“Every bunny needs a snack!” you coo, but your tone carries that familiar edge that makes the hair on the back of his neck stand. “Now, whom shall we capture next?”

To Xavier, it sounds less like a question and more like a decree of war. “I think these two are more than enough for today."

“Xavier, this game stole forty dollars from you. I’m not going to let it get away with that,” you declare, proving it was just as he feared as your voice lowers. “Now, which one do you want, dear? Oh, I know, I'll just win them all for you! How does that sound?" you ask, but Xavier is eerily aware that it won’t matter what he says when you’re like this.

“Here we go!” you mewl as the claw begins to whir up.

Ignoring the shiver that climbs up his spine when your voice drips with the venom of ecstasy, there’s little Xavier can do but take another step back, buy another bowl of coins, and hold them for you as the role of a supportive boyfriend.

It’s an hour later when he finds himself surrounded by plushies, much more than he can hold, and the fear that you’re going to get kicked out the arcade any second.

“Cleaned out again!” you announce with a shrill breathy gasp, the giggle you give reminding him of the maniacal laughter Lemonette chortles out whenever the wanderer sprays lemon juice in his eyes. “Tell the employees we need another refill.”

“We don't have enough hands to carry all the ones you already won.”

“What?” Your focus finally breaks from the game and to the many toys scattered on the floor around him, overtaking his feet, then to the worried look on his face. “I went overboard again, didn’t I?”

Xavier sighs. “I think that’s pretty obvious.”

“Why didn’t you stop me?”

“How do you suggest I do that?” he asks with a shake of his head. “You’re impossible to stop.”

You flutter your eyelashes at him innocently. “I did get you your bunny though!”

“At the cost of the poor arcade owner’s precious sanity,” he reminds you but the smile on his face is less than scolding when he sees the guilty sulk you have and the lax of your shoulders. “Let’s find a donation center to drop these little guys off. We’ll count it as our good deed for the month.”

“Good idea! How about we surprise all the kids at the hospital?” you agree. Xavier chuckles. There’s the angel again.

“Pretty please, Rafayel!”

The painter rolls his eyes, scooting further away from you to find a different spot on the floor to sit as you crawl after him. Rafayel turns his head away and strokes his paintbrush down the center of his canvas.

“No. Now, go away. Shoo. Shoo, go paw at someone else,” he says, waving the wet paintbrush at you.

“But no one else will play with me,” you whine.

“I wonder why?”

You are terrifying when you play kitty cards. Unfortunately, he was once the only one foolish enough to play with you because he wasn’t aware of how you got when you gambled even when the winnings were only a few pieces of chocolate. He knows better now. Despite your cute precious face, you were evil incarnate when it came to games.

“Surely, you pity me my dear sweet, gorgeous boyfriend. Did I forget to mention talented?” You give him the puppy eyes to try to wear down his resolve; your hand glides over his bangs, lovingly pushing them from his face. As much as he loves trying to make you happy, this is one of the few things in the world that he refuses to listen to you about.

“As true as all of that may be, I prefer living thanks,” he says before switching brushes to another color. A splash of blue would be excellent.

“Is this about last time?” you ask him. “It was an accident.”

“You nearly broke my hand!”

“You were trying to swap the kitties!” you yell back. Rafayel was a no-good cheater when it came to playing games and not the least bit sorry about it. It’s not your fault that you grabbed his hand by reflex nor that he was so dramatic about it.

“So, the sentence is hand breaking? That's cruel and unusual punishment!” he says with a gasp.

"Is it wrong to take away your tool for cheating?"

“Have you forgotten what I do for a living? You might as well lay me out in the sun to dry.”

Sighing, you decide to agree with him. You suppose you could be a little competitive when it came to games. Besides, they say it’s easier to catch more flies with honey. “Look, I’m sorry, baby,” you apologize and smooth out a hand over his thigh. “How about I give you a super special prize if you win.”

Rafayel barely looks at you from the corner of his eyes that slowly drop to where your hand rests on his leg. You’re on your hands and knees next to him, perched up like a cat begging to be petted.

“I’m listening,” he says, continuing to mix his paints. Purring, you lean in and whisper in his ear the prizes you’re willing to trade for him to play one little round with you.

His heart races with each word. It’s suddenly becoming harder to keep the stroke of the brush straight when your hand starts to trail further and further up his thigh. “Well, when you put it that way—” and he almost gives in until he sees the corner of your lips curling up into a smirk. “Wait. No. I refuse.”

“Not even if—” and you whisper in his ear again. He swears the brush handle will splinter if he grips it any tighter. His face is glowing a light red by the time you pull away. He might be Lumerian but he’s still a man; it’s difficult to bury the memories of pleasure under the memories of his fingers squeezing in your hard grip the last time you caught him cheating. He manages, somehow.

“How easy do you think I am? I’m not open for business whenever you want, darling.” He manages to spat out, not exactly the best rejection but it’ll suffice.

You puff up your cheeks at him. “You’re the meanest boyfriend ever!”

“And you’re evil when a card gets in your hand,” he argues back. The last thing he sees is the red of your shirt as you pounce on him and blue paint spilling across the floor.

“You’re so nice, Zayne. You’re the only one who's brave enough to play against me.”

Zayne glances up from the stack of cards in his hands to catch your tongue glancing over your lips to wet them as you stare him down with dilated eyes. He expected you to get worked up but not quite this early into the game.

“I had the free time today.”

The real reason he schedules these regular games with you is to keep your strange habit under control, like providing a little bit of a drug to an addict; or in simpler terms, walking an overly energetic Husky so it won’t tear up the furniture. It beats the many times you ring him up at two in the morning, needing him to come rescue you out of a tough situation. He knows you’ll never learn your lesson with him always swooping in when needed, but he can’t stand the possibility of you getting hurt should he not come to your rescue every time you over bet your hand and need him to win back your money for you. The doctor never really expected to be a poker or kitty card expert at this age but alas.

“I’m guessing there’s at least one Kitty Plot in your hand, am I right?” you ask him; and he doesn’t understand how you sound more excited each time he obtains another assist card.

“And if I told you there was?”

The giggle you let out sounds much too vulgar for a simple game of kitty cards, but he’s used to this eccentricity of yours at this point. “Then that means I get to beat you even when you’re at your best!”

You slap down a Freeze card and Skip card. There’s not much he can do other than draw his assist card and ride out your next turn. In the next phase, you throw out another assist card, one that will allow you to restock your empty number stockpile and seal your victory.

“Any last words?” you ask him. He can see that you’re starting to twitch with the excitement that comes from besting him. It’s the most dramatic thing he’s seen, but he’d be a liar to say it wasn’t…satisfying…to watch your face fill with shock as he blocks your finishing move with a Meow This. Maybe you were rubbing off on him after all, he muses.

“You held on to that all this time?” you ask him, recalling the many chances he could’ve blocked your earlier plays. You were aware he was luring you into a trap by playing the slow game, but you thought you could get around it this time. With a dreamy sigh, you cup your cheek in your hand. “I should’ve known. Just careless.”

“Any last words?” he asks, mocking your earlier victory line.

“None I’m afraid. I’m completely at your mercy; helpless in the face of your onslaught,” you tell him, and he ignores the little tilt of seduction lacing your voice and the squirming of your thighs as he starts erasing every point you’ve earned.

Slowly, your points decrease one by one as he throws out assist after assist while you let out little whimpers and mutter compliments under your breath with each cup color change and point reducer he throws out.

You’re going to lose! Again! He’s incredible as always.

But you’re offered deliverance when instead of erasing the six points of your blue kitty the cup color changes to match it. You hear Zayne “tch” under his breath, and you can’t help but laugh when he finally has to give up and fill the last white kitty cup with a pathetic low-level kitten.

In the end, you only won by two points but that was all you needed.

“I won…I won!” you repeat, rocking back and forth as you hug yourself and toss your head back. “I finally beat you! You won’t believe how long I waited for this day! Now what should my prize be?” You fall back onto the floor, kicking your feet. “It’s so hard to decide. I honestly didn’t think this day would come! There are so many things I’ve dreamed of making you do for me!”

Zayne presses his lips into a thin line as he begins to collect the kittens from the cup. “Calm down. You’re drooling on the carpet,” he exaggerates, not that you're in the right mind to listen.

“I got it. I know just what I want,” you squeal, holding your finger in your mouth to muffle your laughs. Zayne tenses when you sit up, much like a vampire from a horror movie, and lock eyes with him; he doesn’t think he’s felt so targeted since his days in the military.

“Meow for me, Zayne,” you demand, and his face burns at the ridiculousness of your request.

“You—”

“Are you backing out? That’s poor sportsmanship especially considering I took every nasty medicine each time you won.”

Zayne shakes his head. “No. I was simply thinking that’s surprisingly tame for you.”

You lift your eyebrows curiously. “So, does that mean?”

Zayne leans in over the table. In this position, he can see how your face softens from that lust-filled haze that gambling always manages to place over you. He doesn’t know if you can actually get embarrassed, but you certainly look flustered as he locks eyes with you.

“Meow.”

“Oh,” you gasp, eyes wide. “T-That was absolutely wonderful,” you blurt out with a clasp of your hands. “Do it again.”

“It was a one-time deal,” Zayne rejects before straightening his back.

“I didn’t think you would do it. One more little meow for me?” you plead. “This was a special victory, and I didn’t get to enjoy my winnings properly.”

“If you want to hear it again, I’m afraid you’ll have to beat me a second time,” he answers bluntly.

“And if you win?”

“You do what I want.”

“Which is?”

Zayne smirks at you. “All I can tell you is that I’ll ask for much more than a meow.”

“You’re on! You’re on! You’re on! What better way to solidify my position as the best kitty card player than with a streak?”

“I take it we’re playing on Hell Mode then.”

“What do you mean? It’s always heaven playing against you, Zayne. You’re the only one who can give an actual challenge,” you sweetly coo, nearly a moan. “Unfortunately, your reign will officially be coming to an end. I’m going to beat you without luck; and when I do, I think I’ll make you meow and purr for my reward.”

“Hurry and restart the match then if you believe that.”

Zayne watches as you excitedly set the game back up. He supposes that this type of gambling is more fun than gambling with chocolates. At least until he sees your social media message the next morning.

Guess who finally toppled the old king and became the new Ruler of Kitty Cards? I won’t name them. No one asked. It’s not polite to be a sore loser, my adorable meowing subject.

#zayne x reader #xavier x reader #rafayel x reader #love and deepspace x reader #lnd x reader #notsfw #adelssmut

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pinkydevil16 · 1 year

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Dark! Xavier Thorpe x reader: part 5

Part 1 Part 2 Part 3 Part 4 Part 6 Part 7 Part 8 Part 9 Part 10

Rowan pulled at his hair as he tried to calm himself down, his whole body buzzing as he looked at the picture of Wednesday his mother had drawn so long ago, he felt insane as he looked across the room at the empty bed. Xavier barely ever slept in his bed anymore, Rowan having hours to himself where he could spiral and panic about the inevitable doom that would descend on Nevermore. Xavier ran his hand through his hair as he drew the monster, his dreams had been invaded by it, some days it consumed his thoughts whilst other times he dreamt solely of Y/n which made him happy. The one drawing he'd actually burnt had happened the night previous, Y/n's body sliced open and the monster standing over her, he couldn't remember drawing it but he knew it couldn't come true. He wouldn't let it, he didn't know what the monster was, where it was or if it was even real, maybe it was his conscience telling him he was too obsessed with her.

Xavier had his arm round Y/n as they walked through the festival, trying to keep his eyes from dropping to her outfit, Y/n had let Enid choose her outfit since she was too busy trying to sleep and had mumbled out incoherent words which Enid had taken as acceptance. Enid dressed her in a rust mini skirt and black tights with a cream cropped jumper showing off her waist and hips that Xavier had almost instantly wanted to throw his coat around her and cover her up, she looked way too good for others to look at her. Xavier glared at every normie who looked at Y/n, although he glared more when the two of them walked over to Wednesday as she won a panda Y/n hitting Xavier.

"Wow look at that, it's not impossible." Xavier grinned at her pinching her arm as she teased him since he'd lost the game two times before pulling her away huffing at how it was rigged, Y/n loved how competitive he was mostly because she was the same. Wednesday looked at them before throwing another dart, the balloon popping instantly as she looked around waiting for Tyler. Y/n handed the man enough money for two rounds picking the darts with a cheeky face as she tapped them against her lips looking at Xavier as she thought.

"How about another bet?" Xavier's interest was piqued as he stepped closer picking up the darts and looking down at her as she leaned closer almost touching his chest with her chin as she grinned at his acceptance.

"Lets make this interesting, someone else can choose the prize?" Xavier said casting his eyes to Wednesday as she threw another dart Y/n following his gaze with a wide smile before spinning and leaning on the table facing Wednesday with a cheeky smile.

"I don't want to be involved." Y/n pouted ready to turn back when Tyler arrived, her smile turning devious as she walked up to him tapping her darts against his chest as his eyes widened and he blushed at having someone to boldly come up to him.

"Chose a prize, me and Xavier have a bet going." Tyler panicked looking towards Wednesday as she threw her last dart ignoring him as he tried to get out of making a decision as Y/n stared up at him, Xavier glaring at him as he tried not to throw a mini tantrum at Y/n being so close to him.

"Umm, i don't know, dinner?" Y/n rolled her eyes sighing as Wednesday took back Tyler's attention, Y/n looking Xavier annoyed no one could come up with a good plan as she made her way back over.

"That's not fun, okay what about Ajax?" Xavier nodded pulling out his phone calling Ajax as they waited whilst Wednesday disappeared with Tyler, Ajax answering a few moments later

"What's up?" Xavier explained the bet as the phone went silent for a minute, Xavier could hear his evil grin as he spoke.

"Whoever wins gets to make the other one their bitch, for a whole day, choose what they wear, what they do, full on from midnight to midnight."

Y/n raised her eyebrow moving away from the phone sticking out her hand as Xavier grinned shaking her hands enjoying how she pulled him closer talking in a sickly sweet voice.

"Ready to lose handsome?" Xavier grinned as he dropped her hand tapping her chin with a mocking pout.

"Big talk for someone so small." Y/n scowled turning and aiming hitting a balloon straight away a satisfied smile on her face as she faced Xavier watching him line his dart up barely missing the balloon as he groaned Y/n patting his back.

"Oo, guess you're not at the right height to win?" Y/n laughed as she threw another dart hitting the next balloon with a small squeal of excitement getting cocky as she mimed dropping a mic. Xavier breathed in concentrating hard as he threw the dart hitting the balloon with a grin turning to Y/n as she pulled an annoyed face throwing her last dart, missing the balloon as she made a noise of annoyance. Xavier throwing his dart and piercing the balloon looking at Y/n as he pulled out more money.

"Two more darts." Y/n grinned as the man placed down a dart in front of each of them, Xavier bowing as he let Y/n throw first.

"Ladies first." Y/n rolled her eyes kissing her dart before throwing as it shifted to the left narrowly missing the balloon as her jaw clenched, Xavier grinning smugly as he threw the dart the balloon making a loud popping noise as he looked towards Y/n.

"Oo, isn't this going to be fun." Y/n's jaw was hanging open as she stared at the dart, her eyes slowly shifting to Xaviers as she stood up straight sorting out her jumper.

"I'm not a sore loser so when is this starting?" Xavier pretended to think as he moved towards Y/n caging her against the table his hands on either side of her as he looked down at her with a devious grin enjoying how she blew her hair out her face crossing her arms and pushing herself forward so her head reached his chin as he hunched over her.

"Saturday, my room at midnight and then you're my personal, i'm not going to call you a bitch so i'll think of something else. But your ass mine for a whole 24 hours, i can't wait." Y/n grinned thanking him for not calling her a bitch although she would have called him her bitch without a single thought and found it funny.

"So respectful Thorpe, alright saturday it is, try not to be too much of a perv." Xavier playfully rolled his eyes moving back and putting his arm around Y/n as they walked before they police sirens looking around as Principle Weems pulled Wednesday out the woods telling everyone the festival was over. Xavier shrugged pulling Y/n closer as they all made their way back, Ajax and Enid catching up with them as Ajax smiled cheekily.

"So who won?" Xavier grinned looking down at Y/n as she pouted putting her middle finger up at Ajax as he laughed winking at Xavier before trying to flirt with Enid except they both were too nervous to see that both of them were flirting.

"I still think Enid will ask him out first." Y/n whispered to Xavier as they walked, his hand resting loosely on her shoulder as he shook his head his other hand pushing his hair back.

"You're wrong again, he'll totally ask her out first, he keeps saying he'll do it." Y/n looked at Xavier with a pointed look before swirling mist around her fingers.

"Saying is not the same as doing, i can say i'll do my homework, will i? Probably not." Xavier laughed as he watched her play with her powers enjoying how easily she controlled them, he wondered if she ever lost control, what would make her lose control. They continued walking chatting about nothing inserting small comments about Enid and Ajax completely oblivious that the pair had a bet going on their two best friends aswell, Enid and Ajax agreed they already acted like a couple and it was only a matter of time before one of them admitted it.

Xavier laid in bed, the bed opposite him empty but his mind was too busy as he sketched Y/n, trying to get all the dirty thoughts out his head for the bet before the day came as he needed to prepare for it. One sketch of her in a tiny maids uniform, another of her in just his shirt and more and more each slightly different but all had one detail the same, an X necklace on her like his dreams. Xavier let out a deep sigh as he pushed back his hair, shoving the sketches under his bed and deciding to take a cold shower before he got carried away and stayed up all night drawing Y/n in different positions. The next morning he had a plan in his head as he went into town ordering everything he needed, it would all be ready for saturday as he almost bounced around the shops collecting the items he wanted enjoying each image of Y/n he had related to the items. His favourite being the X necklace he'd dreamt of, the silver necklace in a box with a pretty bow, he couldn't wait to give it to her and place it around her neck, she'd look so cute showing off who she belonged to. As he arrived back he saw Rowan packing his bags but as soon as he arrived Rowan was quick to rush off ignoring Xavier as he tried to ask where he was going but he was gone before he could finish his sentence. Placing the bags on the bed he pulled out each item, the necklace twinkling in the light as he ran his hand over it imagining it around her neck, his finger looped in it pulling her closer as she looked so dazed running his thumb over her lip, shaking his head he put away the necklace stopping his mind from going wild. Pulling out a box as he started putting all of his drawings of Y/n in them, taping the box shut once he was done so she wouldn't see them during his plan, his next item being a maid dress not too inappropriate but he knew no matter what seeing her in it would make him excited. She'd scrunch her nose up at it and reluctantly put it on but he knew she'd secretly enjoy it although she'd mock him the whole time for being a cliche. Placing everything in a nice bag he flopped onto his bed looking at the empty space across from him before closing his eyes slowly falling asleep as he dreamt of Y/n. Y/n looking at the dress with a raised eyebrow before walking closer and walking her nails along his chest until she pulled his chin down with a small grin.

"What kind of crappy porn is this?" Y/n laughed moving away as she waved her hand the dress appearing on her body as she bent down grabbing the necklace and handing it to him, lifting her hair as she waited for him. His eyes glazing over as he looked at her exposed neck, his hands moving to clip the necklace around it letting go and placing his hands on her shoulders before running them down to her waist and spinning her. The x sitting perfectly on her chest where the low neckline showed off her cleavage his eyes drinking in the whole outfit before he spoke.

"Hair up." Y/n smirked using her powers as her hair claw landed in her hand, her other one twisting in her hair as she clipped it up, a few strands falling out as she looked effortlessly fucked out, her lips tinted red and eyeliner giving her a doe eyed look as she looked up at him.

"What can i do for you?" Y/n moved her hand up his arm until it rested around his neck, tangling in his hair as she bit her lip pressing against him until the dream started to warp, the room turning into the forest as Y/n stepped back blood splattered on her face as she fell to the ground, her stomach ripped open and eyes wide as she laid on the ground Xavier trying to get to her as she got further away the monster flashing infront of his eyes as he woke up. His body flying upwards as he shouted Y/n's name in panic, his hand on his heart as he felt like he was going to have a heart attack, his body coated in sweat as he could barely blink the monster engrained in his head along with Y/n's dead body infront of him.

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ourlittleuluru · 1 month

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ToT I finally managed to craft the Heartfelt Code memorrryyyyyy

yes I had to craft it because I can never get the card _(:з)∠)_ Only left Heartfelt Guide!! /(ㄒoㄒ)/~~ Xavier please drop even the shardssss pleaseeee I beg you

And just in time too... I'm amazed that Xavier today decided to be able to win at the claw machine... with his Evol no less... Who is this man?! What have you done to my Xavier????

and for once... he also beat me in Advanced Kitty cards... Which never happened before ＼（〇_ｏ）／ There's a first for everything, I guess

Also, now why would I do that? I would much rather doodle on your face when you sleep because of your insane Assist card draws this round D:<

and then proceeding to just destroy all the poor kitties that I've placed! Think of the poor kitties, Xavier! You just evicted them out from a comfy cup home!

~+~+~

Okay some ramblings I have relating to the Tender Moment under the cut in case of spoilers

I have half the mind to doubt whatever Xavier is cooking up there just to be in a cinema hall. ALL ALONE. WITH MC. WATCHING A HORROR MOVIE. Don't tell me you didn't plan all that Xav ಠ╭╮ಠ

But... He does sleep in the day... a lot... but he also falls asleep during movie nights at home... hmm... 🤔... I'm watching you Xavier... 눈_눈

And MC here just casually slipping in that her type after having grown up now (and having met Xavier) is just... Xavier 🤭

I mean, come on. Eyes that draws you in like the starry sky? Who else has eyes specifically like that? There's only one man :v and it's the one sitting right beside her!

Man... this part just gave me a stab in the heart. The way Xavier's sentence trails off. Definitely thinking back to MC and all her past lives 😭 Then immediately goes to change the topic and just replies rather... somewhat... evasively. Sir. Please. My heart. I have no idea how much more of subtleties like this that I can take இ௰இ

Either that and/or he's just being coy.

And finally Xavier... Xavier wins at claw machines! For once!

The funny thing?

He won me 3 plushies at the claw machine minigame just before I got around to listening to this tender moment...

such... timing... （*゜ー゜*）

#love and deepspace #xavier love and deepspace #shen xinghui #xavier #churambles

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honestly-mad-person · 3 months

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Losing at Kitty cards

Characters: Xavier x fem!reader

Annotation: This work was inspired by my lose in this card game. I love this little puppy, but… Xavier, you could have been a little more calm when you were destroying my kittens. 🙄🙄🙄 [Please let me know if there are any mistakes so I can fix them!]

Synopsis: You decided to spend your Saturday evening having fun, so you invited your upstairs neighbor, with the cooperation of your teammate Xavier, to play together.

Genre: Fluff [a lot of sweet moments]

Words: 1,800

The best place to play Kitty cards is the bed, so placing the playing field, you looked at Xavier.

— Ready to lose? – you asked with a smile on your face.

— We haven't started the game yet, and you want me to lose, – shaking his head, he looked at you with a slight smile. – Then I should not yield to you.

— Give in? – arching an eyebrow, you laughed. – I'm the best kitty card player, in case you forgot.

You refreshed his memory by reminding him of your social media post about being No.1 in this game.

— Yes, yes, yes, – he answered and, looking at the cards, asked. – Rock-paper-scissors? The winner goes first, the loser takes two auxiliary cards.

– Agreed!

You chose a rock, throwing your hand forward. After a second's delay, Xavier showed the scissors.

— Yeah, won! – smiling with satisfaction, you took the cards after examining them.

Xavier's lips curved into a smile as he watched your reaction. He may have been a little dishonest with you when he said he wouldn't budge, but he couldn't help himself from this little trick.

The first round was difficult for you.

The cards you were dealt early on were weak, but you wanted to win and you didn't want to give up early.

The kittens took their places, doubling the points, but at some point your joy at the gap in the number of points between you melted like a snowflake.

— “Purrator" card, – Xavier said calmly, watching how your cup with the most points changed its color.

— What??? – surprised, you shouted, realizing that you lost 12 points. – No...

— I can't do anything, such cards… – shaking his head, Xavier looked at your face.

— It's okay, we still have enough difference in points for me to beat you, – comforting yourself, you took another auxiliary card.

However, no matter how hard you tried, luck turned away from you.

Xavier used his support cards, doubled the score, and beat your cards with his "Meow This!".

When there was one empty cup left on the field, you exhaled heavily. Realizing you didn't stand a chance with your 6 points against his 23, you bit your lip trying to come up with a solution.

— Something is wrong? Xavier asked, seeing your concern. – Is player No.1 having problems with Kitty cards?

— Nothing like that, – Xavier's words caught you and cheered up, you placed your kitten with the number “2” in the white cup, thereby completing the round. – I have a feeling that you are different today.

— Why? – he asked, raising his eyebrows.

— You already know the rules like the back of your hand, don't you? – your gaze lingered on his surprised expression.

Touching his nose with a finger, he looked away.

— With good cards in your hands, you will win.

— You're right, there are no flaws here, – nodding, you prepared for the next round.

Playing rock-paper-scissors again, you threw away the paper. Xavier in turn showed the rock.

It made you feel a little better after the setback.

You heard a soft chuckle as you picked up the cards and cocked your head to the side looking at Xavier.

— Why are you laughing?

— Nothing like that, – he answered, shrugging his shoulders and with a neutral expression on his face, continued. – Looks like this round is mine again.

Fidgeting, you furrowed your brows.

— We'll see about it, – the fire of struggle and understanding that you need to win at any cost lit up in your eyes.

The game went smoothly. Your kittens were strong, but Xavier's kittens were not weak either. Gradually you occupied the corresponding cups, doubling your points. Every time Xavier's eyes rested on the supporting cards, your heart sank. You were afraid that he would use one of the cards he used to destroy you in the first round again.

Xavier looked up and your eyes met. As if asking you "What is this?", you sharply lowered your eyes to the cards, shaking your head.

Soon, you saw his hand place the pink kitten card into the green cup. Surprised, you glanced at him.

— What did you do? – you asked, pointing to several empty white cups.

— Mmm? Oh... – after seeing the playing field, he exhaled. – I didn't notice how I put it there...

Yawning, he covered his mouth with his hand. It was contagious. You yawned too, turning your head to the side.

— Either you're already so sleepy that you can't see where you're putting the kittens, or this… – you whispered, narrowing your eyes. – Or you just gave in to me because it is a card with the number “5” and even in a white cup it would be useful for you.

— It's not that important anymore, kitten in a cup, – Xavier shrugged his shoulders and turned his gaze from the card to you. – Your turn...

With some distrust of your teammate, you continued the game. As expected, with extra cards and your luck, you won this round.

— You see, – satisfied, you proudly raised your head, smiling widely.

— Yes, – Xavier nodded, leaning back, resting his hands on the bed. – You fought like a real master.

— Do not doubt me after a small failure.

— I am delighted with this, Master, – he said with the same neutral expression on his face.

— I don't feel genuine in your words, Xavier, – you said, preparing for round three.

When you looked up at him, he abruptly sat up straight and applauded, nodding his head seriously.

— Keep it up, master!

— And now you're making fun of me, – frowning, you felt the tips of your ears light up. – In any case, let's start the third round.

— Are we playing rock-paper-scissors again? – he asked, moving closer to the playing field.

— No need," you waved your hand, shaking your head, – the first move is yours.

— If you're sure about it, – Xavier exhaled, taking the cards.

If the first round was difficult for you, then the third... Xavier showed his merciless cruelty to the kittens. Time after time, when he got help cards in his hands, he either changed the color of your cup or destroyed the kitten in it.

— No! - you watched with sadness as you lose points. – Why are you with them??

Your heart beat faster as you looked at the indifferent expression on Xavier's face as he once again used the assist card on your cup.

The points were decreasing, which made you feel an inner panic. Looks like Xavier is determined to win this round. When you used your support cards, he successfully blocked them. In a strange way, the number of them in his hand increased and brought more and more damage to you and your kittens. They suffered. Very.

— Oh, no, – covering your mouth with your hands, you watched as the new kitten with the number “3” disappeared from its cup, leaving it empty.

Xavier did not spare you either. Using turn pass cards, he drew new ones from the deck. All you had to do was watch as inevitable defeat loomed over you and the kittens.

The third round was short. Finishing it with a score of 12:0, you looked disappointedly at the playing field.

— Looks like I got a little carried away with this game. – Xavier muttered, tapping his chin with his fingers.

— I can't believe it… – you whispered, overwhelmed by the feeling of defeat and sadness. - My kittens...

Xavier's gaze rested on your face.

— How could you be so cruel to them? – you asked, looking up at him wetly.

— I didn't think it would upset you so much, – noticing that you were about to cry, Xavier tried to correct the situation that had developed. – Still, I had to give in to you.

Your expression changed. Frowning, you grabbed a pillow and kneeling down, you started hitting Xavier with it wherever you could. He, in turn, covered himself with his hands.

— You destroyed them without a drop of pity, Xavier! – your voice resoundingly echoed around the room, until it became barely audible over your breathing due to fatigue. - Destroyed everyone!

Collapsing onto the bed, you let go of the pillow, glancing at a surprised Xavier who still held his hands up in defense.

— I really didn't want to upset you with this, – he said when he finally managed to relax. – I'm sorry that I ruined your evening.

— That's not the point, – you answered, leaning to the side and falling on the bed, pouting your lips.

— Then tell me, – Xavier asked, lying down across from you.

His blue eyes, so clear and deep, were focused on you. It was obvious that he was really worried about upsetting you. Now he did not have that indifferent expression on his face. Now it read remorse. Xavier is too cute to resist.

— You don't like kittens? – you asked quietly, looking at the way the tip of your finger made a pattern on the bed.

Your question was strange, but you felt sad because of how Xavier had dealt with them all.

— I like kittens, – he answered immediately. – And I like to play cards with you.

Your finger froze and looking at it made your heart freeze.

Sincerity in his eyes was reflected in bright reflections, like sun bunnies. At some point you noticed that Xavier looked different. Something was different about his face.

— Something is wrong? – he asked after a few seconds, being under your careful gaze.

It seemed that he was a little embarrassed by the way a faint blush appeared on his cheeks.

— No, nothing, – returning to reality, you smiled at him. – I'm also glad that you wanted to play kitty cards with me.

His lips curved into a smile as he held out his hand to you. Touching your fingertips, the expression on your face changed again. As if he was expecting something. Your eyes rested on your hands.

— I'm sorry if I did upset you, – he said quietly.

Looking at him, you really compared him to a puppy. Such cute, good and mischievous puppies. My heart sank in my chest from this picture. It was hard to believe that this boy, who was now lying on your bed with a blush on his face, was the best hunter of Strays.

— Don't worry about it, – you replied, touching his hand and entwining your pinky with his, smiling at him again. – This is just a game and we can always repeat it.

Xavier laughed softly. You saw little stars in his eyes that flashed every time he laughed.

Warmth slowly spread in your chest from just being able to see him like this. Homely, comfortable and warm.

— Then, shall we play again? – getting up, he leaned his elbow on the bed, still clutching your little finger. – I promise to be kind to my teammate's kittens.

You both laughed and continued your Saturday night with one victory at a time.

#xavier #xavier x reader #love and deepspace xavier #love and deepspace #loveanddeepspace #love and deepcpace x listener

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THIS DAY IN GAY HISTORY

based on: The White Crane Institute's 'Gay Wisdom', Gay Birthdays, Gay For Today, Famous GLBT, glbt-Gay Encylopedia, Today in Gay History, Wikipedia, and more … January 29

Stevenson (Right and background); Cover for "Imre" (Left)

1858 – Edward Irenaeus Prime-Stevenson (d.1942) was an American author. He used the pseudonym Xavier Mayne.

Edward Prime-Stevenson was born in Madison, New Jersey. His father was a Presbyterian minister and a school principal; his mother was the offspring of a family of men of letters.

After studying law, Stevenson decided to become a writer and a journalist. In 1901 he moved to Europe, living in Florence and Lausanne, where he died of a heart attack in 1942.

In 1896 Stevenson published The Square of Sevens, and the Parallelogram: An Authoritative Method of Cartomancy with a Prefatory Note by Robert Antrobus that was supposedly written in 1735. However, it is believed that he was the author.

In 1906, under the pseudonym Xavier Mayne, Stevenson published the homosexually themed novel Imre: A Memorandum, but fifteen years earlier, Stevenson had published another milestone work, Left to Themselves (1891), a young adult novel described by its author as "homosexual in essence," the first such book ever published; and in 1908 a sexology study, The Intersexes, a defense of homosexuality from a scientific, legal, historical, and personal perspective.

1954 – The New Mexico Supreme Court rules that emission is not necessary to prove sodomy.

1960 – Olympic gold-medal winning diver and gay rights activist Greg Louganis was born in El Cajon, California on this date. Of Samoan/Swedish descent, Louganis first won a silver medal at the 1976 Summer Olympics in Montreal. He was considered a favorite for two gold medals in the 1980 Summer Olympics in Moscow but was denied the chance with the American boycott of the games that year. Louganis won gold medals in the 1984 Los Angeles Olympics, two gold medals in the 1988 Seoul Olympics. He is widely regarded as the greatest Olympic diver of all time.

In the 1988 Seoul Olympics, he suffered a concussion after hitting his head on the springboard during the preliminary rounds while performing a reverse 2½ pike. He completed the preliminaries despite his injury, and went on to repeat a similar dive during the finals, earning the gold medal.

In 1994, after much speculation, Louganis announced he was gay and went on to perform in the Gay Games. In 1995, Louganis's autobiography co-written with Eric Marcus, entitled Breaking the Surface,it which he revealed he is HIV positive, was published. A 1997 made-for-television movie, "Breaking the Surface: The Greg Louganis Story," was aired on national television in the United States.

He also produced a video diary called Looking To the Light, which picked up where Breaking the Surface left off. In the years since his diagnosis was made public, Louganis has been an outspoken HIV awareness advocate.

In the October/November 2010 issue of ABILITY Magazine, Louganis stated that the "Don't Ask, Don't Tell" policy is "absurd," "unconstitutional," and a "witch-hunt." He added that "gay men and women have been serving this country for years. . . [it's] basically encouraging people who are serving our country to lie to each other."

Since retiring from competitive diving, Louganis has done some acting, most notably appearing in an off-Broadway production of the Paul Rudnick play "Jeffrey." As a hobby, he competes at the top level of dog agility with his Jack Russell Terriers.

In 2013, Louganis announced his engagement to marry his boyfriend Johnny Chaillot, a paralegal. They married in October 2013.

1983 – Brian Michael Smith is an American actor known for his recurring role OWN's Queen Sugar as well as appearances on NBC's Chicago P.D., HBO's Girls and Showtime thriller Homeland.

Brian Michael Smith was born and raised in Ann Arbor, MI. He was raised by his mother, Ingrid Smith, an event planner and Ford Motor Company employee, with the support of his close-knit family. He and his mother spent his early years living with aunts, cousins and adopted brother.

Although assigned-female at birth, he self-identified and was perceived as male throughout his childhood. He challenged pressures to conform to his assigned role through performance and athletics.

While attending Ann Arbor Pioneer High School he played Defensive End and Fullback on the Boys Football team during the Fall and set records in throws and pole vaulting on the Girls Track & Field team in the Spring.

On September 17, 1999 during a game at Traverse City, became the First Female* Athlete to score a Varsity touchdown in the State of Michigan.

He studied acting and video production at Kent State University. Upon graduation he began teaching drama and media literacy to teens until moving to New York City to pursue his career in acting.

In 2017, Michael booked the role of Officer Antoine "Toine" Wilkins, on OWN's Queen Sugar. Toine also happens to be a Transgender man.

1990 – In 2012, Alex Morse was elected at 22 years old as mayor as Mayor of Holyoke, Massachussets.

A Holyoke native who became active in the community early on, he joined the city's Youth Commission at age 12. "I've always been very proactive and mature, and incredibly focused. Because I can talk intelligently and passionately about Holyoke...my age was never an obstacle. It never really mattered."

Morse is also gay. He started Holyoke High School's chapter of the Gay-Straight Alliance and founded the city's first GLBTQ non-profit organization, Holyoke For All, which hosts an annual "pride prom" and offers support groups, advocacy training, and scholarship assistance for GLBTQ youth.

When he took office on Jan. 3, 2013, he became the country's youngest openly gay mayor -- a label that, Morse said, is even less significant than his age. "I've been open and honest about [my sexuality]," he said. "I haven't found it to be problematic. Whenever you claim something as your own, no one can use it against you."

2007 – Israeli couple (Avi & Binyamin Rose) become first gay couple to legally register in Jerusalem after the Supreme Court ruled in their favour

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Hi hi! I had the idea of Larissa and Fern supervise a school trip to an arcade but getting very competitive on the games machines

All Fun and Games

Larissa Weems x OC (Fern Rogers)

Authors Note: Omg this is an adorable idea. Thank you.

"Dr. Rogers, I really don't understand how this is an educational field trip." Larissa whispered as you walked through isles of arcade games. You were still in the budding stages of a will-they-won't-they relationship and tensions remained high between the two of you. Due to a bit of nepotism, you convinced Larissa of a field trip for your advanced botany students.

"They are learning the power of teamwork." You pointed to Yoko at the side window of a crane machine, guiding Enid so she could win the stuffed animal of her choosing.

"Be serious. This has nothing to do with plant science, does it?"

You stop out of the way near a basketball simulation game and Larissa towers over you with her hands on her hips. You grin up at her, pushing your luck, "Larissa... You asked absolutely no questions when I asked to take the kids on a field trip and then you insisted on coming with. I didn't think you would be so slow on the uptake. Did you even read the forms when I brought them to you?"

Larissa hadn't looked at the forms. She was too busy staring at you as you leaned over her desk, talking to her about something she couldn't remember. She had been internally kicking herself for allowing her crush on you to permit such an oversight on her part.

"You could get into serious trouble for a stunt like this."

You reach out, grasping at one of the buttons on her jacket and play with it between your fingers. You tilt your head to look up at her, putting on your sweetest tone, "The only one that will get me into trouble is you... You wouldn't do that to me, would you?"

Larissa glances around, not wanting any students to see her melting at your touch. She bit the inside of her cheek, knowing that she was going against everything in herself, "You are pushing your luck, Rogers. I'll give you one pass."

"Goody, care for a round of skee-ball?"

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Larissa hip-checked you, trying to prevent you from getting another 100 points in the top corner. You had been going back and forth, playing round after round. You were in the lead by only one game, so there was a lot riding on these next few tosses.

"Don't mess up, don't mess up, don't mess up." Larissa kept repeating to you as her fingers prodded your side, causing you to let out a laugh.

"You are a cheater." You laugh as your next two balls end up in the 10 and 20 due to her distraction. You give her a shove with your elbow, focusing on our final two throws, only one ending up in the 100 hole of the top right corner, "Ha! Suck it!"

Your score appears in bright lights at the top of the machine: 180. It was your highest score yet. You couldn't help but be a sore winner as you did a little dance. Larissa repressed a smile, "This isn't over yet."

What you hadn't noticed was students watching your interactions. Bianca had grabbed Yoko by the arm, pointing out the laughing and touching between you and Principal Weems, "Principal Weems has the hots for Dr. Rogers."

Larissa had been grinning the whole time, her eyes never leaving you. The students had never seen her out of her shell like this. She was much more rambunctious than her typically reserved self. Enid was added to the group of students, then Ajax and Xavier. They all talked amongst themselves, trying to dissect every smile and word. Enid was perhaps the most excited about it all as she slapped Ajax's arm wildly when Principal Weems took hold of your arm when she won the next round.

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"Rogers and Weems sittin' in a tree." Enid's voice rang out from the back of the bus. You only smiled as Larissa rose up from her seat, turning around to give her a death glare.

Larissa settled back down in the seat next to you, shaking her head in annoyance. You only smiled, taking her hand in yours and pulling it into your lap. A smile spread across Larissa's lips as you quietly sung the rest of the tune, "K-I-S-S-I-N-G."

#larissa weems #wednesday netflix #fanfic #gwendoline christie #stately sequoia #oneshot #larissa weems x oc #the cedars have eyes #fern rogers #violet and rose

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smartycvnt · 1 year

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Smashing Good Win

Pairing: Dakota Kai x Reader Prompt: "Pssh, you only won because you used Kirby. I want a rematch."

"Oh yeah, let's fucking go! That's a win for me baby!" you cheered as you jumped up and down in celebration. Dakota rolled her eyes and did her best to not smile at how excited you were about winning, but it was no use. Behind her, the little audience that had joined to watch Dakota play you in Super Smash were all visibly amused as they watched you. Xavier clapped his hands and stepped a little more into the frame as Dakota pulled you down to sit. "That is how you do it."

"Alright, and your winner is Y/n/n!" Xavier announced as he lifted your hand into the air in victory. Dakota pouted a little as she turned to face the camera, despite having been smiling at you just a couple moments before. There had once been a time when both of you had felt like you had to hide your relationship, but once you'd both been released by WWE, that was over. Dakota had been the one to announce your relationship online and ever since then, everybody had been extremely supportive about things. "And that mean Smackdown Live has acquired their first point in the tournament. Y/n/n will move on to the next round, but sadly Dakota is off to the loser's bracket.

"I could have won if Y/n hadn't cheated," Dakota said. Those were bold words, although you didn't doubt it. Xavier hadn't banned any characters like Dakota had at home. For the tournament you had used Kirby, who Dakota had banned at home because you had a rather frustrating and almost unbeatable strategy.

"You shouldn't be a sore loser babe," you teased.

"Pssh, you only won because you used Kirby. I want a rematch," Dakota challenged. You shook your head, crossing your arms over your chest as you sat back. You didn't have to give her anything and wouldn't if it meant that you'd most likely lose. "You're only refusing because you know you can't win without him."

"I'm refusing because I need to get to work. Some of us have a show to do tonight," you scoffed. It was a bit of a lie, but you were cutting it close to the time you needed to start getting your gear on. Xavier accepted that and you swapped places with the person who had already lost on the Smackdown side of things for the tournament. Dakota glared at you as she watched you leave, but when the two of you ran into each other after you were ready, she had seemingly dropped it.

#wwe x reader #wwe #wwe imagines #wwe imagine #dakota kai imagines #dakota kai imagine #dakota kai x reader #dakota kai

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Lady Gigi

See Lady Gigi’s existing works here.

Preferred contact methods: Email: [email protected] Twitter: LadyGigiArt Discord: LadyGigi#5001 DeviantArt: jijikero

Preferred organizations: - Anything from the list of approved organizations

Will create works that contain: Genderswap (F to M), MxM platonic/romantic relationships, Peter Maximoff (Evan Peters), canon, canon-divergent, historical/movie/books/no powers AU, mutual pining, miscommunication, angst, happy ending, domestic/slice of life, fantasy, getting together, established couple, love confessions, first kiss, first time, hurt/comfort angst, dark, mpreg, omegaverse, furry, dubcon, non-con, themes, most kinks/BDSM, incest, SFW, NSFW

Will not create works that contain: Genderswap (M to F), sexual acts with minors and animals (Rocket being the one exception), hetero pairings, FxF pairings, Pietro Maximoff (Aaron Taylor Johnson), bodily waste kinks, food kink, dismemberment/extreme gore, death, mech/machinery, x-ray vision

-- Art --

Auction ID: 1035

Will create works for the following relationships: Bucky Barnes/Any - Any Universe Logan/Any - Any Universe Loki/Any - Any Universe Peter Parker/Any - Any Universe Remy LeBeau/Any - Any Universe Stephen Strange/Any - Any Universe Steve Rogers/Any - Any Universe Steve Rogers/Tony Stark - Any Universe Tony Stark/Any - Any Universe Wade Wilson/Any - Any Universe

Work Description: I'll create one 1-6 panel(s) A3 size (11"x17") pencil comic page with digital lettering and simple backgrounds of two male characters (for Character/Any: one Marvel male from the relationships listed above and the other male from ANY universe even outside of Marvel if you want). Digital file will be sent by email. If the auction exceeds $75, then the comic page will be inked traditional (digital can be requested but will take longer to complete). If bids exceed $150, then a page will be added (additional pages added in $100 increments at $250, $350, $450, maxing 6 pages at $550). If bids exceed $350, then the pages will be colored in Photoshop. If somehow bids go over $550, then another male character can be added. References such as pictures, descriptions of the clothes/poses/settings, etc. would be extremely helpful but specifically noting the desired universe—while I specialize in comic/anime/manga/chibi, I can imitate other art styles. You can write the dialogue or you can leave it to my discretion. Also, I may be a smut creator, but I do enjoy drawing comedic and wholesome stuff too. After the auction, please reach out to me with a description of your request before the new year (when I will start the request). If this is won by a pod bid, then please have all the details (comics-wise, who's paying for shipping if they want a page and who gets what page) ready by 2024 as well. I will provide a very loose rough draft and allow one round of edits/revisions. After the pages have been completed, the original pencil/ink drawing can be mailed at the auction winner's expense if requested (cost to be confirmed).

Ratings: Gen, Teen, Mature, Explicit

Can pods bid on this auction? Yes - Podbids welcome!

CLICK HERE TO BID ON THIS WORK

-- Art --

Auction ID: 2024

Will create works for the following relationships: Bruce Banner/Any - MCU Edwin Jarvis/Any - MCU Erik Lehnsherr/Charles Xavier - Any Universe Hank McCoy/Any - Any Universe Howard Stark/Any - MCU Quentin Beck/Any - MCU Rocket Raccoon/Any - Any Universe Pietro Maximoff/Any - X-Men movieverse Ultron/Any - MCU Jeff the Land Shark & Loki - Any Universe

Work Description: I'll create one 1-6 panel(s) A3 size (11"x17") pencil comic page with digital lettering and simple backgrounds of two male characters (for Character/Any: one Marvel male from the relationships listed above and the other male from ANY universe, even outside of Marvel if you want). Digital file will be sent by email. If the auction exceeds $75, then the comic page will be inked traditional (digital can be requested but will take longer to complete). If bids exceed $150, then a page will be added (additional pages added in $100 increments at $250, $350, $450, maxing 6 pages at $550). If bids exceed $350, then the pages will be colored in Photoshop. If somehow bids go over $550, then another male character can be added. References such as pictures, descriptions of the clothes/poses/settings, etc. would be extremely helpful but specifically noting the desired universe—while I specialize in comic/anime/manga/chibi, I can imitate other art styles. You can write the dialogue or you can leave it to my discretion. Also, I may be a smut creator, but I do enjoy drawing comedic and wholesome stuff too. After the auction, please reach out to me with a description of your request before the new year (when I will start the request). If this is won by a pod bid, then please have all the details (comics-wise, who's paying for shipping if they want a page and who gets what page) ready by 2024 as well. I will provide a very loose rough draft and allow one round of edits/revisions. After the pages have been completed, the original pencil/ink drawing can be mailed at the auction winner's expense if requested (cost to be confirmed). For Rocket/Any, I would love to draw Rocket/Capwolf.

Ratings: Gen, Teen, Mature, Explicit

Can pods bid on this auction? Yes - Podbids welcome!

CLICK HERE TO BID ON THIS WORK

-- Art --

Auction ID: 3009

Will create works for the following relationships: Bruce Banner & Clint Barton & Steve Rogers & Natasha Romanov & Tony Stark & Thor - MCU Frigga & Loki - MCU Madisynn King & Wong - MCU Michelle Jones & Ned Leeds & Peter Parker - MCU Nick Fury & Talos - MCU Jeff the Land Shark-centric - Any Universe Bruce Banner & Hela & Loki & Thor & Valkyrie - MCU Edwin Jarvis & Howard Stark & Tony Stark - MCU Peter Parker & Peter Parker & Peter Parker - MCU, TASM, Spider-Man (Raimi trilogy) Floor & Lylla & Rocket Raccoon & Teefs - MCU

Work Description: I'll create one 1-6 panel(s) A3 size (11"x17") pencil comic page with lettering and simple backgrounds for ONE of the ten ships listed. Digital file will be sent by email. If the auction exceeds $100, then the comic page will be inked traditional (digital can be requested but will take longer to complete). If bids exceed $200, then a page will be added (additional pages added in $150 increments: $350, $500, maxing 5 pages at $650). If bids exceed $350, then the pages will be colored in Photoshop. References such as pictures, descriptions of the clothes/poses/settings, etc. would be helpful but not necessary. You can write the dialogue or you can leave it to my discretion. Also, I may be a smut creator, but I do enjoy drawing comedic and wholesome stuff too. After the auction, please reach out to me with a description of your request before the new year (when I will start the request). If this is won by a pod bid, then please have all the details (comics-wise, who's paying for shipping if they want a page and who gets what page) ready by 2024 as well. I will provide a very loose rough draft and allow one round of edits/revisions. After the pages have been completed, the original pencil/ink drawing can be mailed at the auction winner's expense if requested (cost to be confirmed). For the Jarvis & Howard & Tony prompt, I'll draw kid Tony.

Ratings: Gen, Teen, Mature

Can pods bid on this auction? Yes - Podbids welcome!

CLICK HERE TO BID ON THIS WORK

The auction runs from October 22 (12 AM ET) to October 28 (11:59:59 PM ET). Visit marveltrumpshate.com during Auction Week to view all of our auctions and to place your bids!

#Lady-Gigi #auction: art #mth 2023

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xaviergalatis · 4 months

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[Event "Live Chess"]

[Site "Chess.com"]

[Date "2024.01.15"]

[Round "?"]

[White "opponent"]

[Black "Xavier"]

[Result "0-1"]

[ECO "A00"]

[WhiteElo "192"]

[BlackElo "245"]

[TimeControl "1800"]

[EndTime "13:16:14 PST"]

[Termination "Xavier won by checkmate"]

1. h4 Nf6 2. Rh3 Nc6 3. Re3 d5 4. Rb3 Qd6 5. g3 d4 6. c3 Qd5 7. e3 Qh1 8. Nf3

Bh3 9. Rxb7 Qxf1# 0-1

#checkmate #chess #chess.com #chesswin #photos #1/15/2024 #1/15 #1 #January #winter #15th

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deadpuppetboi · 1 year

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William is a busy man.

Busier than people credit him for.

He stays late into the night at work just to make sure everything is up to date. He drives far to a marketplace to get specific foods all of his children like. He helps the community with donations and stops arguments before they get ugly.

He's an honest single father who often treats other kids like his own.

Much like the one who came up to him on this very day.

She was a complete mess, dreads all messy, tears down her cheeks, her eyes puffy, snot running, and her chest puffing up and down in agony.

Ashley Flores was in despair and William didn't waste any time letting her in the Diner to offer her a place to stay for a while. Offering her food and water to calm herself before she was able to talk clearly. The teenager sat nearby in the office, drying her tears as the older man draped her shoulders with a blanket.

It took a few minutes, William telling the poor thing to take all the time she needed before she could explain to him what happened.

Ashley gave a small nod as she continued to cry, taking her glasses off and placing them on the table. William eyed the dirty glasses before his eyes trailed over to the teen, her sniffles quieted down enough for her to talk.

“I-I’m sorry t-to come in l-l-like this, Mr. Afton. I’m sorry.” She collected the snot down her chin and folded the napkin before drying her eyes once again.

“Hey, now, don't say that, “the man sat down next to her, one hand softly patting her back and the other drying her tears.

“You don't have to apologize for anything. Nothing at all. Remember what I told you way back when?”

Ashley looked down, embarrassed that she had suddenly forgotten what he has said. William quickly spoke up before she could cry about being forgetful.

“I said: You can come to the Diner at any time for little to no reason at all!” He smiled a kind smile, his face having a slight twitch of worry but care.

“I take no offense to you coming early or late. It's not killing me for you to ask me to stay over, much less in my home. You’re welcome anywhere at any time, with no consequences to be made or seen!”

Ashley sniffled another round of snot up her nose before she nodded. She understood but that didn't mean she didn't feel any worse knowing she went out of her way to cry in here of all places.

“Tell me, why are you crying? You don't have to go too deep into detail, just tell me the gist of it.”

The teenager grabbed another napkin to dry her tears before she told her story. She fought not to break down again, stuttering out the story the best way she could.

A tale as old as time, once again, Xavier, her younger brother had made the daring attempt of having another argument with his older sister. Once more, he made himself the victim of not doing his chores because ‘he had a bad day at school’.

An excuse William fought not to roll his eyes over since Michael had used that same excuse many times before.

Ashley continued, saying that the argument turned physical, both siblings fighting tooth and nail to see who was right. Hair was pulled, clothes were ripped, nails scraped skin, and cruel words were spouted out like a waterfall.

Xavier had won in his argument, screaming out the same cruel words (specifically one) to his older sister over and over again. Ashley, distraught over the argument, of course, cried and left their house in a hutch. He still didn't stop, not even when she turned the corner she could still hear him calling her that insufferable word over and over again.

And now she was here, crying even harder over remembering the events. William patted her back again, shushing her as she grabbed even more napkins for her tears. She apologized again for making the mess of used napkins but William dismissed them.

“Don’t you worry about that, cry all you want, you’re not hurting anybody with them. What matters more is that you’re safe, alright? Nothing can hurt you, call you that, or anything else. Okay?”

The girl held her breath, tears gathering at the corners of her eyes. William brushed those tears away with his thumbs, his caring smile washing away the sadness from within.

“Okay.”

“That’s great, Ashley, just great.”

William’s smile widened with the response, patting Ashley’s head as he got up to go to the other side of the room. The girl was too busy once again to notice the man look out of his office door, checking his watch, it was approximately two hours past closing time.

“Ashley, tell me, when does your mother come back from her night shift.”

“At-uh-six in the morning. Why?”

William gave a sigh of relief, a soft chuckle escaping his lips as he closed the office door.

“Nothing, just a random question. We don't want your mother to worry about you getting home late, huh?”

“I don't want to go home, “Ashley muttered under her breath, yet William heard it crystal clear.

William gave a long and sinister smile, locking the door as he did so.

“I know you don't, Ashley, I know.”

#this is to anyone who asked what happened to Ashley #and that anyone is me bc I highly doubt anyone reads my fnaf posts anymore lmao #I'm sick rn so pls forgive for bad writing and grammar and what not #William you horrible man who do you have to be a parental figure to every troubled child around you but not your own kids #fnaf #five nights at freddy's #five nights at freddys #william afton #purple guy #michael afton #micheal afton #fnaf oc #fnaf ocs #ashley flores #xavier flores #fnaf au #fnaf alternate universe

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5 | Conflicted

Series: Valentine Addams | Wednesday

Paring: (Xavier Thorpe x OFC Addams! Tyler Galpin x OFC Addams!)

Word Count: 1593

Warnings: a kiss bc of a dare, confusing feelings, Tyler jealous of Xavier, little conflict over a kiss

Last: Changing? | Next: Wednesday

"Why did I agree to that damn bet?" I groan as Enid goes through her clothes looking for an outfit to put me in for the whole day.

"Because you got cocky with Bianca and lost which meant I won our little deal." She stops for a minute to give me a smile before diving back in. "Perfect!" She shouts then hands me some of her clothes. "I can't wait till everyone see you." She claps her hands.

"Everyone in town is really going to think I'm crazy." I huff going to change and hated it.

"Let me see!" Enid says excited so I show her and she explodes with happiness.

"I'm picturing how I would kill you slowly and painfully." I glare at her.

"As long as you don't actually act on it, picture it all you want." She smiles as I head out while she gets ready now.

"I think you stick out wearing Enid clothes more than your own." Xavier walks up to me in the quad.

"If you say anymore I will cut your hair while you're sleep in the night." I don't look at him.

"Got it." He nods his head.

"My family would have a heart attack if they saw me right now." I look down at myself.

"I'm surprised you haven't broke out into hives." He chuckles so I look at him,

"That's my sister if it's not black, white, or gray." I tell him.

"If it helps any, you don't look terrible in pink. But I do prefer your normal style." He nudges me so I stare at him. "Why are you looking at me like that?" He chuckles eyeing me.

"Picturing you with a shaved head." I lie to him before walking away to join Enid and Yoko.

"You know he so has a crush on you." Enid giggles looking over a Xavier.

"You really want me to kill you, don't you?" I glare at her before we get on the shuttle.

Once in town we all go to the Weathervane to get drinks and sit in a booth. As I walk up to Tyler he tries not to laugh at me, "Quad over ice." I tell in not in the mood today.

"I didn't think you drank anything other than hot chocolate." He eyes me more.

"I normally don't wear this either but here we are." I say with no emotion.

"Why are you dressed this anyways?" He asks while he makes my drink.

"Lost a bet to Enid." I look over at her chatting with Yoko and Divina, "I have to wear this all day." I roll my eyes.

"I don't like it. It's not you." He hands me my drink.

"Thank you." I go join the girls.

As we were all talking Bianca comes to join us, "Well look at you. Wish you weren't so cocky now, huh?" She sits next to Divina making me get a idea to piss her off,

"Xavier said he like it." I give her a smile and the smirk on her face leaves.

"Let's play a little game. Truth or Dare, Enid?" Yoko asks her.

"Dare." She smiles.

"I dare you to go over to Ajax and put your hand out to him and saying nothing. You can't leave until he gives you a high five." She giggles.

"Really? Ajax?" She huffs so I move for her to get out of the booth. We watch Ajax be confused till Xavier tells him a high five then she walks back embarrassed.

The girls do a few rounds then Enid says my name, "I'm not playing." I tell her.

"Backing down?" Bianca smirks.

"Dare."

"I dare you to go kiss Xavier. You can make Bianca more mad." She whispers in my ear.

"What you don't wanna do it?" Bianca eyes me so I get up from the table going over to Xavier and Ajax's table.

"Hey, Valentine." Ajax smiles as I come up.

"You okay?" Xavier asks looking at me.

"I can't believe I'm doing this." I say before leaning down to kiss him taking him by surprise. Then he took me by surprise kissing me back so that's when I pulled away going back to the table where Bianca wasn't anymore. "Watch out tonight." I let Enid know.

As I sit I notice Tyler glance over at me at times with an annoyed look on his face. While the girls get up to leave I go over to Tyler, "Normally the look on your face is my thing not yours." I eye him.

"When did you start dating Xavier?" He asks while working.

"I'm not dating him." I laugh.

"Why did you kiss him then?" He turns to face me.

"Because it was a dare to piss off Bianca. I couldn't turn down that opportunity. Especially with her being his ex and me being one reason they broke up." I explain to him before get annoyed with how he was acting, "Why do you care if I kiss him anyways?" I cross my arms.

"Why do I care? For starters the dude hates me." He walks to the side so I follow him,

"I can't kiss because he hates you... That makes perfect sense, Tyler. That has nothing to deal with me." I let out a breathy chuckle.

"You give mixed signals, you know. that" He stands in front of me.

"Mixed signals? I'm being nice to you-,"

He cuts me off, "So for the past months you've only been nice to me as a friend?" He stares me down.

"Tyler... you know it's not easy for me." I start to feel conflicted.

"Val, you're gonna miss the bus." Enid rushes in grabbing my hand dragging me out. "You okay? You look worse than your normal self." She sits next to me.

"I'm confused about things." I look out the window.

"Well you can talk to Dr. Kinbott in your session tomorrow." She gives me a smile.

Back at school Weems wanted to see me in her office, "I didn't do anything." I sigh walking into her office.

"You're not in trouble Miss Addams. I have some news to give to you." She smiles as I take a seat in front of her.

"Good or bad?" I tilt my head some.

"I believe you you'll fine it as good news. Starting tomorrow, your sister will be starting at Nevermore. So tomorrow your session with Dr. Kinbott is cancelled. She thought it would be nice for you to spend the day with your sister and see your family. Plus she's reading up on her as well since she'll be seeing her on different days." She explains to me and didn't know how to feel. Apparently I don't know anything today...was it Enid's outfit clouding my mind or what?

"Guess my parents had no other opinions. I know she's not thrilled whatsoever."

"I'm putting her in Ophelia Hall as well. She'll be roommates with Enid." She adds.

"Oh, she's really going to hate it here." I laugh before she lets me go.

"Hey." Xavier walks up to me.

"Great." I groan, "Enid dared me." I walk past him to go out to the woods and he was still following.

"You did it to piss off Bianca." He walks next to me.

"Precisely, Thorpe." I glance over at him.

"I know you wanna ask me." He chuckles.

"Why don't you just tell me? Why make me ask?" I stop walking to turn to face him.

"I know it was a dare. It was obvious because of Enid earlier." He puts his hands in his pockets.

"Then why did you kiss me back?" I ask like he wanted me to.

"To piss Tyler off like you did with Bianca. I knew he was watching. His eyes are always glued to you when you're in there." He says keeping eye contact with me.

"I get it you both hate each other but why kiss me to piss him off?" I ask annoyed I was doing this with him now.

"Don't play dumb Valentine. You aren't blind. He likes you more than just a friend." He raises his voice some.

"Yeah, I kinda know that... but why do you..." I start to think why he has a problem with Tyler liking me other than just hating him from what he did to him. "Xavier..." I sigh thinking I get why, "You boys are killing me." I turn walking away going to my dorm to change to give Enid her clothes back.

"Here." I toss the clothes in with her other dirty clothes.

"Talk to me, Val. You look hurt." She pats the spot on her bed next to her so I sit down,

"No vlogging." I put my pinky out to her so she promises taking in with hers. "I never thought I would have boy trouble in my life." I lay back.

"Boy talk!" She gets excited, "Tell me everything. Tyler? Xavier?" She shakes my arm.

"Both." I groan causing her to gasp,

"Both? More details, girl." She shakes me more.

"Tyler said I'm giving mixed signals. And Xavier kissed me back during the dare." I sit back up.

"Who do you like?" She asks me. "Both... I think. Yes, I understand feelings and can read them but when it comes to me and my feelings... I don't know shit. It takes time." I throw myself back.

"Then just keep being their friend until you know your feelings. You're going through some self changes so take time." She rubs my arm.

"Thanks for being a good friend, Enid."

#wednsday addams #wednesday #xavier thrope fanfic #xavier thrope #tyler galpin #tyler galpin fanfic #xavier thrope imagine #tyler galpin imagine #enid sinclair #bianca barclay #ajax petropolus #yoko tanaka #eugene ottinger #divina wednesday #kent wednesday

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