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I'm sorry for your loss. What do you miss most about Gran and Caleb?

*I place my teacup down onto the saucer, my eyes resolving to look out the window. The day is lively and bright, sun warming the bones of those who are dreary...I admire it wistfully.*

That's an... excellent question, anon... *My mind wanders to my childhood, of playing tag with Caleb, scratches adorning our knees, dirt caked under our nails...the world, our oyster. How Caleb would carry me home after I'd fallen asleep in a field a few miles from Gran's home....our home. His arms strong, his heart beating rhythmically against my ear like a lullaby, even as a child he was my protector.*

Caleb always had the biggest heart, sometimes it would get him into trouble ....trust me, I'd seen the other guy as I would bandage up his knuckles when he got home, sometimes I'd put a pretty pink bandaid onto the wound just to see him whine. *I laugh at the memory, how he would pout that I would bandage a big strong man like himself up when I was just fresh out of highschool.*

He was always my confidant, listening to me for hours on end as I would ramble on about school to a stupid cat video I saw to the latest heartbreak to my medical check-ups to when we were going to have our schedules line up to grab a beer and how he'd always sign off his long winded speech by calling me 'pipsqueak'.... *I look down, my dark under eyes mirrored back to me in the tea's reflection* I wish he would call it that ....just once more.

*My memories collide in front of me, of an old woman, who smelled like fresh cookies and upturned soil from her years gardening in her retirement. How her eyes would crinkle lovingly, her generous life etched into every comforting and familiar wrinkle on her face...a life I greedily wish could've outweighed my own.*

Gran was....a woman who taught me what it was to be human. She was a strong woman but kind...sharp as a tack yet generous with her heart. *I remember a time, coming home in a huff as I all but ran to my bedroom, tears already spilling over as I'd gotten into a stupid argument with a friend. At the time it was catastrophic but as Gran knocked on my door, a bribe of cookies and tea for my tell-all on the matter, her hand rubbed soothingly against my back as my shoulders jumped with sobs and she tenderly wiped my tears with her favourite hankerchief...her words of wisdom fell onto receptive ears, how time will heal this wound and how I learnt that it would...and how I learnt her absence was a wound I would heal from in turn....but the colder months would always ache like a healed break in a bone.*

I would be lying if I said I didn't miss her cooking and cups of tea most of all... *I smile at the stupidity of such a thing to mourn* But Gran always held dear the small things in life... How a new flower she planted would bloom and thrive, how homemade cooking was always the best, how her knitted scarfs and lovingly guiding words would warm me, how a cup of tea would fix everything and how I miss her hugs, how at first I would reach up to hug her and how our roles switched as I grew and got older, how she'd still pinch my cheek at any age and say how proud of me she was...

*I take a sip of my tea, blinking the dew in my eyes to look up*

I don't think I can pin point a thing I'll miss about them... I miss everything about them, the good and the bad.

*I smile, genuinely, tucking a strand of my hair behind my ear as I clutch the mug with resolve* I just pray, that wherever they are now... If they can see me, I just hope they're happy and safe.... And I hope they're proud of me and that one day they'll greet me again with open arms.

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Tumblr decided to remind me of this post and now I'm laughing because huhueeueueuhehe we got all 3 of those now. Wild 😌🥲

🫧 OoOoOooOh you wanna RP Thomas so baaaad. OoOoOooO you wanna RP Jeremiah soOo bad. OoOoOoOooO aNd GReySon ‼️

Jokes aside, I think it would hilarious to have side characters RP blogs as well as the main boys, because they deserve love too 🤓

And the chaos it would ensue. Lovely.

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Grown-ass half fish half man and his training wheels

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And I'm so happy to do it for you Cathy ♡♡

You desever this and a million bazillion dollars but alas I'm poor so this is all I can do 🥺

But my dear darling pearl you really are the most precious treasure of the ocean and I know Raffy would agree with me. You're wonderful and amazing and I hope you know how much I adore you 💜

@dawnbreakersgaze if i cry, i fucking cry. OH MY GOD THIS IS SO GOOD AND SO CUTE HELP MEEEEE.

kay being an absolute goddess of editing, LIKE WTF MAN. weeps thank you so much ; ;

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LOOK AT MY CHILD LOOK HOW BEAUTIFUL SHE IS AHHHHHH

My beautiful Cathy my beloved Pearl, my most precious treasure of the ocean 🥹😭

I'm going to hang this on my fridge like the proud mother who TOTALLY DEFINITELY birthed her MHMM

And Raffy looks so handsome here too YOU GUYSSSS AHHH you're so cute I'm gonna DIE 🥺🥺🥺

WHAT IF I CRIED—

@dawnbreakersgaze I FINALLY PREVIEWED THE POSE, I MIGHT CRY MUM SNOWFLAKE GAHHHH

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📘—thinking about ;* (MDNI)

how caleb always referred to you as pipsqueak, a name born from your hatred of his teasing, his frame growing taller and taller, towering over you with each year that passed- cutesy name lasting well into adulthood when the pair of you have stopped growing all together, emotional charge behind his words shifting when he realises just how big his hands are in comparision to you. just how big he is in comparision- touches become more flirty in nature as he gauges how you'd look encased in his hold, wrapped around him.

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CLINGY - TEXTING THE LOVE AND DEEPSPACE MEN

Warnings : none I think, reader is gender-neutral!

Genre : tooth-rotting fluff

Additional notes : This was requested by @kyoiai and I tried my best to fit it into text format! All 3 would 100% indulge a clingy lover🫶🏽

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━ fanfic tropes

pairing : zayne/mc, rafayel/mc, xavier/mc

note : i chose a popular fanfic trope for each character. the clichés will never get too old for me i always read them. they’re popular for a reason hehhehhe. i kinda flunked it with zayne tho sorry 🥲

warning : suggestive

zayne -> secret relationship

rafayel -> there’s only one bed

xavier -> pretend/fake relationship

Zayne -> secret relationship

“I don’t see any appointments here for you. Are you sure you got the date right?” the receptionist asks, scrolling through the computer files again.

Another nurse comes in, greeting you. “Oh, Mc, Dr. Zayne is waiting for you in his office.”

The receptionist apologises, saying that something might’ve went wrong with the computer. You thank the both of them, making your way to Zayne’s office. You conceal your smile watching Greyson and Zayne discuss important matters. You approach them slowly, not wanting to disturb their work.

“Ah, Mc. I see that Zayne left you as his last appointment. I assume you had a busy day?” Dr. Greyson grins, patting your doctor on the back. Zayne remains professional and stoic as usual.

“Yeah… this is the only time I could go. Otherwise I’d have to miss one this week.”

Your childhood best friend looks at you curiously when you tighten the belt of your black trench coat. You’re wearing a nice pair of heels and sheer black tights he’s assuming.

You exchange glances with him and silence falls onto everyone. Greyson feels some tension so he decides to leave. “Well, I’ll leave you to it. See you two.”

Zayne opens the door for you and you walk inside, staring into his eyes intensely and you smirk, noticing his jaw clench. He hangs up his white coat.

The doctor closes the door behind you, locking it. He shouldn’t be expecting anyone for a while, but not for too long. Anything could happen after all.

“How’s work today?” you ask, starting a conversation.

He doesn’t answer and instead takes your hair, twisting it around his hand to form a proper grip. You gasp once he grabs onto it, turning your head to the side. He’s standing behind you, your back brushing against his chest ever so slightly. He kisses your shoulder before pushing your head gently to capture your lips with his. You’re pleasantly surprised, spinning around to face him and wrap your arms around his neck. He drops your hair and encourages you by taking a few steps back and once your back hits the wall, you can’t go any further. Zayne pulls away for just a moment.

"Did you really just come here for small talk?" he murmurs, undoing a few buttons starting from the top on your coat. He pushes away the unbuttoned fabric to the sides, revealing a sexy corset. The corner of his lips lifts, forming a tiny, barely visible smirk. "Mhm, didn't think so."

"Zayne I-" you pause, staring up at him while his face inches towards yours once again. There’s a sultry exchange of glances before his hand firmly holds onto the back of your neck and pulls you to him. His lips clash onto yours and you react immediately, grasping onto his shirt.

Goosebumps rise beneath your touch as your fingers graze over his sensitive skin. His shirt is no longer neat and tidy. You caress and dig your nails into his lower back, triggering a whimper from him into your kiss.

Your breaths are quick and shallow. One of his hands is looking for leverage on the wall near your head, while the other glides to your throat. His fingers press down on the correct areas eliciting a quiet moan from you. Wanting to make more of a mess, you loosen his tie, breaking away from the contact momentarily to throw it over his head onto the floor. The pit of your stomach feels like the sky on New Year’s night, fireworks exploding every second.

A knock on the door disturbs the peace of the moment and you hold back a frustrated groan.

"Dr. Zayne? We need a second opinion."

The doctor sighs, straightening his posture and picking his tie up from the floor.

"I'll be with you in just a minute." he informs the person behind the door, fixing himself up. Although he has amazing self control, he let it all go too far. Zayne looks at you, knowing you have to keep quiet.

He leans down to plant a kiss on your forehead. "Will you be alright here?" he whispers. “I promise to make it up to you later.”

Rafayel -> there’s only one bed

“Well, the sprinkled roses are definitely a nice touch.” you try to muffle your awkward chuckle.

“When they said they’d upgrade us, I wasn’t thinking about a honeymoon suite. The roses are too much, it’s tacky.” Rafayel sighs, dropping his bag down.

You inspect the silky duvet and pillow cases adorned by rose petals with a balcony on the side. You open the glass door, stepping onto the balcony, admiring the beautiful landscape. The warm breeze blows into your hair and you inhale the fresh air with glee.

“You can have the bed.” Rafayel says behind you, making you turn towards him.

“What? Where are you gonna sleep?” you raise your brows, showing genuine concern.

He shrugs. “I stay up all night when I’m painting anyways so I’ll just see how it goes.”

You shake your head, pulling a face at him. “Don’t be ridiculous. The bed is big enough for both of us. It’s just one night.”

The blue sky disappears behind the darkness of the night. You’ve eaten, showered, brushed your teeth, done skin care and now you’re ready for bed.

You cozy up underneath the duvet, loving how the fabric feels against your bare legs. The mattress is so comfortable, you sink into it and the pillows were made for your head specifically.

The artist joins you on the other side, yawning and laying down beside you.

You glance over to your side noticing that the light switch is not near you so it must be on Rafayel’s side. He turned away from you, trying to sleep. You don’t want to bother him so you take it upon yourself to sit up and crawl towards him in order to reach his light switch. You can’t quite reach it so without thinking you throw your leg over his torso. You barely realise he rolled over onto his back and you switch off the light. Your knee slips on the silky duvet and you can’t help but completely sit on top of him. Instinctively your hands land on his chest and you gasp, seeing him staring right at you in the dark.

“What are you doing?” he asks quietly, his face being slightly illuminated by the moonlight. You can read his facial expression, a small scowl playing on his features.

This looks wrong, it’s not what you intended. You feel your face heating up and you’re stammering. “I-I uh… I was just- I was just turning the light off. Sorry.”

You try to take your hands away from his chest and move back to your side of the bed but he grabs your wrists.

“I didn’t say you have to get off. Stay.”

He puts your hands back on his chest and then his own brush over your bare legs, moving to your outer thighs.

The artist shifts in his position, managing to sit up so your faces aren’t far apart anymore.

His eyelids are droopy but his eyes are focusing on you. You feel nervous under his stare and you turning your attention to his lips isn’t helping. How do they look so soft and kissable? He places a hold on your hips, pulling you closer to him.

“Rafayel…”

“I’m not tired anymore and it’s your fault. Now you have to play with me.”

Xavier -> fake relationship

“Do you think we can pull this off? I’ve never done something like it before.” you grab your bag and quickly fix your hair for the last time in the mirror.

Xavier stares at you, stuffing his hands in the pockets of his tailored pants. He looks handsome with his tie and white shirt.

“You’ve never had to get information from people?” he questions, tilting his head slightly to the side.

Turning around, you glance at him with a scowl appearing on your face. “No, I mean the whole fake dating thing.”

“We just have to pretend for a few hours and then we can go home. Drunk people are easy anyways. It might not even take that long.”

Arriving at the discreet club, you exhale deeply, shivering from the nervous feeling churning your stomach. Xavier catches onto your anxiety.

“Everything will be fine.” you look at him and he’s already looking at you. Smiling gently, he reaches for your hand, intertwining his fingers with yours. Your cheeks heat up in response to the sudden physical contact and you’ve noticed the way Xavier’s eyes dance around your face, admiring every feature of yours. He can’t tear himself away from your eyes.

After showing your invites to the bouncer, he didn’t detect any suspicious activity.

You order a drink at the bar, studying every person mingling around you. “Hmm where could they be…” you mutter to yourself, failing to find the couple you’re looking for.

Your partner is happening to be fairly quiet and not being very helpful with the mission. Leaning against the counter at the bar, you take a sip of your drink, catching a glimpse of Xavier. You scrunch your eyebrows, wondering why he’s not joining you in the search of the informants but constantly watching your every move.

But before you can say anything, over his shoulder you see them.

“Oh! There they are!” you whisper quite loudly. You inch closer to the hunter, doing your best to make your relationship more believable. You stroke his arm slowly, giving it a squeeze and he’s immediately intrigued. The eye contact is surprisingly intense and you switch between gazing at his lips and eyes. You raise your other hand, grazing your fingers over his chest and advancing up to the back of his neck. With a soft tug on his neck, he lowers his head and you don’t hesitate to press your lips onto his. His skin feels soft against yours and he loves the taste of the sweetness of your drink on your mouth.

The kiss unleashes the undeniable chemistry you share that was hidden in a protective cage all this time. You feel warm and you want more. His arm wraps around your waist and somehow that tells you he wants you just as much if not more. He craves more contact, more friction, forgetting that you’re in a public setting. You feel vulnerable, willing to give your whole self away to him at this moment.

You desperately want to grab a fistful of his hair and push your body into his, but at the fear of losing control, you hesitantly pull away. The kiss lasted not even a minute yet it felt like eternity.

Xavier lowers his gaze, his energy shifting. Only if the mission wasn’t so important. His lips glisten with your lip gloss and you chuckle to yourself, trying not to give in to the tension. You cup his cheek, rubbing your thumb over his mouth to wipe off the glittery beauty product.

He seems like he’s about to say something but a third voice interrupts.

“Wow! Talk about passion!” there’s visible annoyance flashing upon Xav’s complexion so it’s up to you to fix it. The third voice is who you’re searching for. “We’ve never seen you here before. What’s your story?”

Work comes first after all.

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"life's not all about you" yes it is tf?

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Since we see Zayne use bow in one of his 4 star card I highkey want to see him use Longbows cuz his back and shoulder muscles??? Also apprently you have to be strong in order to draw longbows and i do think his wide build can do that.

Well he do pull ups bUT MY DELULU STILL WANT TO HC THAT DOES ARCHERY SPORT SOMETIMES cuz why would be a bow in there!?!? Why would be a bow in there?!

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Dear Constellations,

You keep looking at my counterparts when you should be looking at me. Me!

That sleeping bastard gets all the attention, and what am I left with? Do I get your love, do I get your attention?

No.

You go to him. You go to the prince, while I sit here alone. With nothing.

I am perfectly capable of winning a claw machine, or taking you to dinner, or fucking you in the alley behind the restaurant.

And yet ... nothing but silence.

I see how it is.

Lumiere (the BEST Xavier)

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JEALOUS MUCH? - TEXTING THE LOVE AND DEEPSPACE MEN

Warnings : subtle suggestiveness, reader is gender-neutral!

Genre : fluff for shits n giggles

Additional notes : Another adorable request I loved making to show just how horrendously down bad they all are for MC🙏🏽 Hope y’all enjoy it!!🫶🏽

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Ppfttttt oh Raffy 🐡

Between this and the training wheels shenanigans, I'm so genuinely in love with this doofus. I simply can't stop laughing 🤣

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Wait.... is Foreseer not the same as Dawnbreaker???

WHEW OKAY

So technically they're ALL Zayne

Since the Foreseer can never die, and Dr. Zayne isn't immortal (that we're aware of as of yet) until he becomes the foreseer, technically they're ALL Dr. Zayne in just, different fragments of his psyche.

If it helps, think of them as different personalities that aren't really aware of each other (other than DB and Dr, who are aware of each other via dreams).

So yeah. They're all the same man, just at very VERY different points in his life after wildly different events. Honestly until we get more info about HOW Dr became Foreseer we don't really know who is 'closer' in memory to whom.

At the current point in lore, it's implied that Dawnbreaker doesn't remember anything od his time in the tower, he just remembers MC. He fought so hard to keep that memory that it could no longer be removed from him by Astra so he was cast aside (or banished, that's not really known either). There is soooo much Dawnbreaker lore we still are in the dark on 🥴

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*WWE Announcer Voice*

And look who just dropped in from the top ropes!!

DAAAWNBREAKEERR

hey :3 *cutely steals ur clothes*

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TOY REVIEW - TEXTING THE LOVE AND DEEPSPACE MEN

Warnings : NSFW obviously, mentions of toys and masturbation, mentions of sex, reader is gender-neutral!

Genre : smut (but lowkey funny😭)

Additional notes : My shame has all but dissipated into the wind. Hope you guys like the way this request by @obiwanmcprobie turned out!!

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HA!!! NOW I GOT YA RIGHT WHERE I WANT YOU, YOU NAKED LITTLE FREAK

hey :3 *cutely steals ur clothes*

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