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dappermouth · 2 months

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i don't know what it is about your art that makes me so motivated. i think it's the way you depict wild animals in the most unassuming, americana settings. i've always felt as if i'm not fully meant to be here, some sort of detached - perks of being korean-american and southern - and looking at your art makes me feel seen.

looking at your art makes me feel at home, which is something i don't usually feel. if this makes any sense, it feels like i am the jaguar at the top of the staircase, the stag leaping rooftop to rooftop, the girl with the face of the wolf, that's me.

every time i'm scared that maybe i won't make it, i trot on over here and feel comforted.

i hope you have a great night (or morning, or afternoon, or whatever else it may be in your world), because after looking through your pieces, i know i sure am :)

What tremendously kind things to say — I genuinely used to fantasize that someday my art might make someone feel this way. Messages like this blow my mind. Thank you!

#jentalk #shoutout to the very nice asks recently #kinder by far than i could deserve #msgs you screenshot and stick in a folder to revisit when you fear you'll never cook again

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julijbee · 1 month

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2/3

#art #fear and hunger #enki ankarian #ragnvaldr #cahara #im drawing these on the backs of my assignment sheets if you wanted a peek behind the curtain #ragnvaldr gets to smile because i say so #ive said it before and ill say it again #so far as posting actual serious fear and hunger art i have d'arce cooking in the oven right now #but itll be a minute before shes cooked through

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blazethecheeto · 1 month

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found heaven is an anxceit album send tweet

#LIKE !?!?!?! ALLEY ROSE!?!?!! MISS YOU?!?!! GUYS IM GONNA GO FUCKING FERAL #hold on i need to gather any semblance of coherent thoughts to put together an analysis #conan i fear you may have cooked again #sanders sides #anxceit #i dont know whether this is too niche help #janus sanders #virgil sanders #found heaven #conan gray #alley rose #tss #fandom rant #hold on hold on hold on #janus x virgil #past anxceit

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flowercrowngods · 11 months

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"I’m sorry," the man says. "I’m sorry for all of this. You’re not… You’re not even eighteen yet, are you?”

I am. But not in this body. Being eighteen doesn’t make this any more bearable, though. Nineteen, twenty. They don’t protect you.

Steve just blinks.

#time travel au #steve harrington #this is moving around in my head again. just swirling there. slow cooking. it will soon explode i fear #anyway i need someone to acknowledge that the stranger things kids are just kids. even the older teens. they're just. they're just kids.#'nineteen. twenty. they don't protect you.' .... formal apology to everyone who's reading this story actually sometimes i just say things

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gonersgoners · 3 months

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remember when i said over a year ago that vegapunk's arc would start revealing even more of sanji's power and potential and how hard that was worrying me? yeah

#i'm clearly talking to myself here since this blog is basically a corner of my brain #but last chapter having sanji deflect a light beam and both kizaru and franky reacting the way they did #and zoro commenting in wano you cannot possibly block a laser... lmao....lmao!#ooooh man i just. feel oda is cooking something for sanji. and since there was a parallel with the wings of the pirate king #in recent chapters (where oda typically shows both sanji and zoro fighting and not just one of them)#just... man. man! man. lol #i know i can't let myself go and talk about all things going through my mind anymore because of. lol guilt and fear of being annoying #but god. that moment stirred something in me. like you're resurrecting a fucking corpse #so i am both scared and excited about next chapters and what this means for sanji #i was saying from DAY ONE of this arc being centered about vegapunk that it would eventually #touch on sanji and this is it. this is happening #if this for some reason isn't it. and oda will for some reason just let this slide or die in the shadows? i won't understand it #because of JUDGE and VEGAPUNK and QUEEN being partners and being linked to vegapunk! like come on. the connection is there #and this laser deflecting thing seems to finally touch on this red thread i've been holding with both my fingers like an insane person #so yeah. lol. listening to a video right now about it and finally. FINALLY i see SOMEONE ELSE point out that #not mentioning judge still is giga weird. so here's hoping. here's hoping #also lol it was very fun to be on reddit and look at so many people being MAD that sanji managed to do that. and that we got a little bit o #mr prince vibes. LMAO STAY MAD. my boy is being treated good right now and i can't wait for oda to destroy me #(again) lol #GG rambles

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gorvamp · 23 hours

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loaded up wizardess heart and decided to do the spin-off this month because i love amelia & scarlett (& augustus but he's not relevant rn) and. bisexual amelia is actually canon?? oh my god??

#i already knew that in my heart (+ picked up on it from one of the event stories) but ?? holy shit ??#it's not even an “up for interpretation” thing. if you pick scarletts route they are straight up described as dating #i fear more wizardess heart art will be cooking soon #anyways sorry for wh posting. it will happen again. etc

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spending-life-pretending · 15 days

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does cooking ever get easier or am I going to go through my life subsisting entirely on grilled cheese sandwiches

#me #I’m so bad at cooking it’s crazy #I live in fear of never living with someone who can cook again; what do you mean it’s all up to me

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stickyspeckledlight · 29 days

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i knew it i fucking knew it

seeing how she's erudition, that prob means she isn't the fua buffer I was looking for, so prob gonna save my jades (HAH!) for topaz instead.

but..................that intro and ESP that art...I was already having thoughts but now....no, I will wait until 2.2. I will stay strong. The thoughts will be reined in. for now.

#she's going to be so slimy i can't wait #so far her vibes have been capitalist yae #seeing all of the ten stonehearts really makes topaz even more impressive #honestly baffled at how topaz of all ppl climbed the corporate ladder and up the IPC SID ladder at that #oh wait #is she a yae sakura expy or something?#hi3 players start cooking and explain your theories to me like I'm 5 #anyway #i will posit a few thoughts here in the tags since I'm already on a long tirade #dragging up a poor destitute darling and giving them EVERYTHING they've ever wanted #till hunger dirt and even fear to an extent become a long distant dream #but then they start to get more and more #more than they asked for #and when they confront jade asking if they need to pay her more and more or something #she simply smiles #“The IPC will give you everything you want. And even what you don't want. In short...there is still value to extract.”#they don't want to return to their life and desperate they ask what they need to do so that they don't fall again #“Nothing hard. If anything you're graduating to an existence even more effortless than the one you currently live. All you need to do...”#“...is to become my treasure.”#speckled questions sexuality #speckled blabbers #speckled word vomits in the tags

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catgirlkirigiri · 4 months

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I am once again posting furry satosugu

#yes one of these is from last time. but I colored it so it coutns as new I guess idk #take these colors w a grain of salt cause theyre slightly darkened by me using the sketches on multiply to color them 👍#shoutout to the fix-it au cooking in my brain that just so happens to also be using these furry designs cause i hate drawing humans lmao #i guess what im saying with that is expect more furry jjk art. lol. i will not apologize i have found my calling and its drawing my favorit #anime boys as furries <333 and girls. was gonna throw in a doodle with shoko but i cant decide on a specie for her yet rip #also these are not getting maintagged if you get here from a search cause i spoke in the post sorry. but i have heard bad things about this #fandom so i will not be broadcasting my furries to the wider community out of fear lmao #i think i would be killed on sight if i did for making gojo a dog but i am not sorry he is so dog coded to me. not my fault. also i love #cat x dog and there is no way in hell i could get away with dog geto cause he is SO kitty #on that note i am once again clarifying that getos a cat and gojos a husky <3 sorry my style makes everything look like cats im a cat artis #i promise next time i post jjk furries it wont just be these gays #oh i should make a tag for these huh. uhhh no creative tag just #jjk furries #sure. lol. thats the file name for these anyway so why not #zoracontent #zora arts

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raazberry · 5 months

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been seeing a lot of discourse about modern art on twitter and it makes me kind of sad how people don't consider some of those works to be "real art" because they could "easily make it themselves" or "it's too boring" or "it's too plain". like even though to some extent i get the frustration or even disdain at certain pieces i just don't understand why people take everything at face value and don't even attempt to get what the artist is trying to represent. i hate that everything is about visual appeal and beauty when historically art's purpose has been the representation of literally anything.

don't get me wrong i'm not trying to say that you have to like what i like or anything of that sort. it's just silly to discredit something you don't understand. it just feels kind of stupid to just be like "well i could make this too" because you didn't make it. and nobody's stopping you from making it either.

#posting this here because i fear i will get cooked alive on twitter #and also word limit <- guy who has lots of things to say about everything #it's funny when people call things like this fake or even pretentious #like how do you look at a new shade of blue and not think it's kind of revolutionary #again. you don't have to Like it #but that doesn't take away it's meaning #zzz

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paeonie-s · 2 years

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thinking abt csm again (<- it has been 2 years)

#csm #🌸.txt #denji may be my fave for a variety of deeply concerning reasons but everyone else is so insanely well written even the chs i hate. fujimoto #rly said oh lemme make every character experience immeasurable grief and carry that burden w them the rest of their arcs #aki was trying to change. he was opening up and healing and learning to take care of ppl again in a way he was never rly offered as a kid.#AND IT MATTERS !!!!! BUT THAT DOESNT MEAN HE GETS TO LIVE !!!!! all it means is that for a couple dozen of chapters he gets to shower denji #and power love theyve never experienced. bro #back to denji for a moment theres sm abt him that makes me insane. the complete lack of love and social conditioning as a child leading to #him being completely unaware of whats socially acceptable and how to distinguish between genuine love and affection. tho he can feel in his #stomach when smth is wrong he just doesnt have the emotional vocab to express what that is #the scenes w makima make me so nauseous for v personal reasons but the whole concept of conquest and control being embodied as a soft spoken #blunt and seemingly intensely honest women who listens to u talk abt dumb childlike shit w no compaints and provides u constant validation #and 'support' ... i fear that fujimoto is just like me fr #anyways hayakawa fam cuddling together power and denji sharing a room aki finally getting to be an older brother denji learning to cook and #all of their inevitable deaths <3 one of us has to die first #anyways csm is abt learning to love after experiencing pain and grief that has left you feeling subhuman and also the dangers of wanting a #mommy gf and also being goretastic. luv it

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dockaspbrak · 8 months

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The night time dread is so severe rn;;;

#im slipping into a habit of insomnia i fear #and that what i dread??? i dont know!!!!#nightmares usually but its like. everything. fear of continuing. fear of ending #i miss regan when she sleeps and dread the transistion of evening into bed time #ive been trying to artificially run from it more lately like #trying to cook stuff at night #i have my drawing supplies like im gonna draw in the dark #its just. im sick rn still and maybe. its like. the feeling bad?#idk ive always had a hatred to bed time. i think its bc my parents used to force me to sleep really early and i resented that #idk tho #id ask regan but shes asleep #what good is a dr girlwife if she sleeps #i wish neither of us ever had to sleep again #fuck thetes something wrong with me fr #anyway.....hope youre doing ok if you read all this. feel free to message me if u wanna talk haha #the night is so long and so quiet and so full of dread i wish it would end and i also fear the sunrise #its like im a tortured vampire or smth

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rufusx2 · 2 months

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dear anon (though i do know who you are, so i'm writing this with you in mind):

this is true, nothing you have said is something i would necessarily disagree with. the post is satirical and the longer work is about my own flawed thinking (though i will likely not post it in it's entirety until it is done, all of my meowing is just for snippets, though i understand that it can come across as strange or concerning if you are unaware of this as i have not posted my blog organization anywhere. in fact, the on;y posts of mine UNRELATED to my main bodies of work, my songwriting, are the photo posts organized under "#blinks").

this is the purpose of using language like "flawed in the right way"- i know my own lines of thinking are most definitely caused by societal problems, and they are not productive nor based in logic. even my blog header ("you delicate, precious, dying thing!") is supposed to bring to mind the "ideal" female body as being delicate and starved (which is a bad thing for people with a brain... but not for the narrator!). being born "right" (or "rightwrong" as i tend to refer to it, which is just a heavyhanded way of pointing out that calling yourself "born right" is flawed thinking) is not an actual thing, though i cannot help but loop back into this logic of "if only i had been born as somebody else" forgetting, of course, that i will only ever be myself. i focus on my own female form (and wishing to have been born differently) as a manifestation of poor body image (weight related) and self hatred (in terms of personality). if i had the power to be born differently, a "better" person, my brain (or i guess *I* would, i use "my brain" as a way of distancing myself from my own bad thoughts which is probably not helping the problem) would make this person male- the point is that not only is the premise impossible, but being a "better" person is impossible if you completely change yourself, and using this line of logic we can see that the CONCLUSIONS myself, or rather, the narrator of the piece of writing, (if i'm to be neutral and detached and pretend that it's NOT me saying all this), are also incorrect, and impossible regardless which makes dwelling upon them pointless in the first place. it's a futile line of thinking, and every word is clouded through a thick layer of rosy haze. i would even be inclined to at some points call it christocentric... this is why i used "wwjd" in a sarcastic way in some of my posts (that may or may not be publicly visible yet due to my queue system). take that how you will.

calling the female form flawed was not a way of thinking that the reader/listener is supposed to agree with (though again, it is a disembodied snippet, so of course you wouldn't know this upon reading so i don't blame you for not picking up on it. i am fine! i know there is nothing wrong with my body. and yet... i feel my own mind needling at me). i wouldn't exactly say that my writings are explicitly feminist, because that implies a conscious agenda and explicit political messaging when really it's all just personal anecdotes, but since i would describe myself as being a feminist i think the undertones bleed through. or at least, i hope they will when i do eventually release more.

i know i can never have what i want, and i know that what i want is NOT rational, or good, and is entirely based in heteropatriarchal ideas, but i can't help myself and i need to confront that desire frankly in order to identify it. you can't exactly get a good look at yourself if you close your eyes when you approach the mirror, and this is how i feel about ignoring these thoughts. i cannot pretend that i do not feel this way, and i dont really think it services anyone to pretend i always feel positively about my body. wallowing in them isn't always helpful for the wallow-er, but it perhaps CAN be for a witness who doesn't realize that they are not alone in their way of existing. there are many ways to be, in this body, and others like it, and while negativity is a symptom of a larger problem i have to be honest about it.

#i wont respond to the ask directly because of the wording (not your fault) and because its mainly my fault for not being clear enough #i dont really expect anybody to see these. its mainly an archive blog for my own writing process. usually im copy-pasting from a google doc #i write music to go along with it. but the music isnt good enough yet so you cannot have the full context of the work just yet...#eventually though. i have to share it before i die because it will not exist otherwse. and that is sad to me!#so sit tight or dont. not sure if you will ever see this since im not actually responding directly #meowing back #i think thats a cute ask tag. im keeping it #a rare cutting open of my own chest for the internet. but only because you were being earnest about it #im kind of lying about the purpose of the larger work though it is about gender transition in some parts but it would take #WAY longer for me to properly explain that and i fear it would be misunderstood by anybody who ISNT you (anon) or me #you know where im coming from and i can see you too. so i hope you can understand what i mean when i bring that up #i cannot be angry at the dysphoric person... i am not her. but i am her. we are the same and different.#this will make more sense once i expand upon it but again its not done cooking yet so youll have to trust me #think of my blog as a highlight reel.

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certifiedyapperx · 21 days

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imagine you’re dating ghost and no one knows. the two of you have kept it a secret on your end and his just for your protection— because ghost knows what could happen if someone finds out, how someone might try and target you to get to him, or worse, given his line of work.

but then imagine that he’s on a mission, interrogating some piece of filth ready to decorate the fucking wall with his brain matter when the guy says “you know what, simon, killing me would be the biggest mistake of your life.”

immediately ghost would pause, eyes narrowed, though his hardened demeanour wouldn’t fade much, he’d just blankly stare at the prick like “oh yea? n’ why don’ you tell m’ why.”

the shit-eating grin that would crawl across that fuckers lips would have ghost ready to kill him right then and there, but then he’d say “reach in my pocket. pull out my phone.”

id like to think ghost would have absolutely none of this assholes bullshit, not at all entertained by his theatrics. i’d like to think he’d just press the muzzle of his gun to the fuckers temple within an instant, all teeth barred and ready to get it over with when the guy would add,

“your girlfriend is a fucking beauty, isn’t she?”

everything would pause. ghost, time, the world, air, the universe itself—the life that would drain from ghosts face would almost be enough to make his alias a reality. his heart pounding in his throat, his fingers fucking trembling as he immediately reached into the assholes pocket to find his phone—a picture of a woman tied up (face not in view however) lighting up on the home screen. there’d be no thinking rationally, no thoughts in ghosts head except for making sure you were fucking okay. he’d do whatever he’d have to do, kill the guy, leave him strapped there, whatever—he’d be out of that room in two seconds flat and personally flying the helicopter back to your house calling you nonstop every fucking second until you answered.

“hello? si?”

he’d wait a second before answering. taking everything in. background noises, the inflection of your voice. it sounds calm, maybe too calm? he’s grasping his phone so fucking hard it’s a miracle it hasn’t shattered between his fingers.

“princess,” he breathes, fighting with everything in him to keep his voice steady. “see any birds today?”

though it was a genuine question, it also was an established one. ghost had set up a series of questions for a situation precisely like this. if you said blue jay, it meant you were fine, at home, as usual. if you said crows, it meant you weren’t.

“oh just the usual blue jays, si.” he could almost hear the smile on your lips. “everything okay? i miss you.”

ghost would exhale a shattered breath. “i’m coming home.”

and then he’d show up, not all but a few hours later, hands still trembling slightly, heart rate still struggling to regulate. it was too much, reminding him too much of his past traumas, he knew he needed to find better protection for you, but that was a conversation for another time.

he’d come in the house, barely even taking the time to shut the door behind him, almost frenzied again, relentless, unable to relax until he could finally lay eyes on you. and then, the second he did, he’d just pause and look at you, all messy hair and pyjamas still on, in the kitchen cooking breakfast for you both since you knew he was on his way.

and he wouldn’t say a goddamn word, he’d just come up behind you and wrap his arms around your waist, hugging you so tight you’d hardly be able to breathe, his face buried in your hair and his heart thumping at your back. you’d feel the pain the fear the anxiety radiating off him and you wouldn’t try to say anything because you knew he needed this, you knew he needed to see you, hold you, feel your pulse stable and alive. you knew he just needed a moment to breathe.

and so the two of you would stand there like that for a while, and then he’d take a big inhale and spin you around to face him, pulling up his mask to plant soft kisses on your jaw.

“i love you so fuckin’ much.”

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rafayelism · 4 months

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dating the love and deepspace boys | domestic moments

featuring: rafayel, xavier, and zayne x gn!reader

(´• ω •`) ♡ modern au! can you guys tell raf is my favorite..?

rafayel

a year younger than you. lies to everyone (including you) that he’s actually two years your senior. you only found out he was younger than you when you met his parents, who have his birth certificate framed.

hates cats. despises them. they fill him with rage (fear). says he’s allergic (he’s lying).

“oh shit raf, this sucks! i guess you can’t move in with me.. i have cats”

“...you have cats?”

“yeah. 3.”

“i’m not allergic. i can move in tonight.”

chronically online. minoring in marine biology and majoring in annoying you. texts you over 200 times a day and if you don’t respond, he’s faking a horrible chronic illness. again. it’s amnesia on wednesdays, appendicitis on thursdays, chronic migraines on fridays… etc..

he has 2 followers on his private twitter. you and thomas.

over 700k followers on instagram for some reason? he sells paintings on depop (he says it's depop but you’re convinced he sells them for heinous prices on the black market)

cooks on occasion? has an apron that says kiss me im irish (he's not irish?) made you a tuna cupcake once??

pescatarian. not in the vegan/vegetarian way where he refuses to eat red meat but because he’s absolutely feral over fish. (is this cannibalism? he says its not)

lives in a 2 bedroom apartment with you but doesn’t use his bedroom. says your bed is comfier. turned his bedroom into a painting studio (IT’S for the black market you say!!) and sleeps with you.

“raf,” you sigh. “don’t you have.. homework or something?”

he sits between your legs, back against your chest as he scrolls through his phone.

“yeah,” he says. you flick the back of his head because you know he’s smirking. “it’s called assignment: you. due in two minutes.”

with his free hand, he reaches back mindlessly to grab yours. you sigh, fingers intertwining with his, a reflex as he leans his head back. his eyes meet yours and you can’t help but laugh.

“well?” you ask, brushing his hair out of his eyes as he squeezes your hand. “what are the assignment details?”

he chews on the bottom of his lip as he thinks, humming while his eyes wander across your face. he swings your interlocked hands in circles. it’s raining outside, the heater is on, and rafayel is warm like hot chocolate.

“what?” he says, his cheeks a tinge pink. “you’re looking at me like that again.” a pause. he turns, his head now buried in your chest.

“just studying my homework.” you say, hands instinctively wrapping around his back. the laundry machine is running in the background, rain is falling against the window, and you faintly hear your rice cooker dinging in the kitchen. home, you think, is with rafayel.

“i can hear your heartbeat.” he says, voice muffled. “it’s super fast. you like me or something?”

“i really like you.” you say, without skipping a beat. rafayel groans into your chest, sighing in discontent.

“no fair. i’m supposed to be the flirter.”

you press a kiss onto the top of his head and you feel his body melt into yours. the two of you fall into a warm silence, his breath steady as he traces paintings into your neck.

“raf?” you mumble, eyes drooping. he hums in response. “did you pass your assignment?”

he smiles. “with flying colors.”

xavier

chronic napper. (yapper?)

has 100 late assignments. failing all of his classes yet got into the top university in your country because he got a perfect score on his entrance exams. you thought he was a nepo baby (turns out he’s just.. smart?)

his procrastination rubs off on you… he is the WORST distraction and he knows it. so smug about it and uses it to his own advantage. will perch on top of you when you’re studying and kiss down your neck until you go to sleep with him.

lives in the apartment on top of yours but is at your house most days, if not all. you ask him to move in.

“am i not already.. living with you?”

“don’t you still have your apartment, though?”

“yeah..?”

is that good for the economy?? is it financially smart? not at all, but he’s too lazy to move out and put his apartment up for lease.

xavier sleeps with his legs entangled with yours and his arms wrapped tightly around your chest. the air conditioning hums in the background as you scroll mindlessly on your phone, dimming the brightness as you hear xavier stir.

“sorry xav, did i wake you up?” you ask. he doesn’t respond, blinking the sleep out of his eyes as he glares at your phone.

“xavier?” you question, swallowing a laugh at his ruffled hair and disheveled clothes.

“phone down.” he says, voice raspy with sleep and an octave lower than usual. you raise an eyebrow at him.

“can i get a pretty please in this economy?”

xavier’s eyes narrow as he snatches your phone away, snoozing the device and placing it on the nightstand next to you. his lips ghost your neck, pressing kisses against your skin as he mumbles incoherently in the dark of your bedroom.

“xavier-” you breathe, giggling at the sensation. “that tickles!”

he nips at your neck.

“bedtime. now.”

zayne

3 years older than you

he literally has his whole life together at 27 which scares you so much

“my credit card is your credit card” typa boyfriend

cooks. cleans. has a 9-5. you’re interning at the hospital that he works at (he’s head doctor!!)

you’re just a sweet little intern and zayne is the big bad monster!! everyone at work thinks he hates you because he’s extra strict on you. doesn’t give you any special treatment, ‘ignores’ you most days (but also slips meals into your locker and hands you heat packs on cold days in the hospital)

no one knows he’s dating you until one day someone sees you leaving in zaynes car.

“oh, you carpool with doctor zayne?”

“huh? no, we live together.”

“you WHAT???”

he’s a virgo……. erm……

the two of you get ready together in the morning. his guard is down when he’s sleepy and he’ll cling to you as he brushes his teeth and does his hair.

you wake up to the cold night breeze, blinking the sleep out of your eyes and shivering as you scan your surroundings. you yelp as you meet the attentive gaze of your boyfriend.

“huh? whuh? huh?” you splutter, squirming as zayne holds you tighter. he’s carrying you bridal style in his arms, his jacket around your shoulders as the two of you walk to his car. you see the bright lights of akso hospital fading away behind the two of you.

“it’s two am,” he says calmly, placing you down gently as he opens your car door for you. “you waited for my shift to end. again.”

you smile bashfully, rubbing the back of your head. “well, i didn’t wanna just leave you!”

zayne clicks his tongue against the roof of his mouth, eyebrows furrowed but gaze warm. he guides you into your seat, clicking your seatbelt in place.

“you can nap on the way home,” he says, closing the door and sliding into his side of the car.

the heater’s on already- courtesy of his super expensive electric car. he fastens his own seatbelt and hands you a hot tea and bread from the hospital vending machine.

“drink up. doctor’s orders.”

you grin before he leans over to press a kiss on your lips.

“thank you for waiting for me.”

#love and deepspace #love and deepspace x reader #rafayel #xavier #zayne #love and deepspace headcanons #love and deepspace rafayel #rafayel x reader #zayne x reader #xavier x reader #love and deepspace fluff

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dentixvoxel · 9 months

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burnt out from family stuff a whole different level

#ivan.docx #woke up today morning late because of thunderstorm at 4am waking me. then immediately grandpa needed help. cousin wanted attention.#grandma needed help with laundry.#then grandparents fought or something. helped cook lunch. and now weve been playing with my younger cousin for a few hours.#older sibling stepped in to help #my main fear was ending up as the wall everyone takes their frustrations out on because i dont fight back. thankfully not.#thankfully things are calm again but augh #my grandma is the type of person where if you say ''no'" to her she will start guilt tripping you to do what she wants you to do anyways #tried to say ''hey. let me quickly help grandpa first'' and she gor extremely upset. ugh

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