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Sylus loves to tease you. He loves to push you to your limits. For his ears your cute moan and noise its music.
“Come on babe, I know you can handle it”
You can’t answer, you just moan and squeeze. You can hear his muffled laugh.
But you like this as much as he did.
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What the rain left behind
Kind of fluff.
On a gloomy, rainy day, your favorite activity was reading. Sitting wrapped in a blanket, with a cup of hot tea and lemon, and reading your favorite novel. Today, as if on purpose, it was raining. Your mood was terrible. You hoped that your little ritual would at least make the day a little better and help you distract from your thoughts.
After preparing everything as you usually do, you cozied up on the couch, holding your favorite book. After a few minutes, you realized you didn’t understand a word you were reading, you didn’t know what was happening between the main characters. Your mind was full of the recent argument with Atsumu. Everything in front of your eyes blurred, and the words you exchanged with him echoed in your head.
Throughout the week, you tried to understand how a small everyday quarrel escalated into a big fight.
Knowing that Atsumu was just as hurt by it made everything worse. You thought about texting him, asking to meet and talk, but your pride and hurt feelings were stronger.
Your intrusive thoughts were interrupted by the doorbell. You jumped a little, quietly getting up from the couch and heading to the door. You weren’t expecting anyone, so you had no idea who it could be.
When you opened the door, you saw him. Atsumu stood there, completely soaked, shivering slightly. He looked at you with his brown eyes, full of regret and pain. Seeing him like that, everything seemed to fade away. Without a word, you stepped aside, allowing him to come in.
Once you closed the door, Atsumu hugged you.
“Atsumu… Let’s get you changed, and then we’ll talk,” you said calmly, gently stroking his back.
He nodded slightly in response and pulled away from you. Taking his hand, you led him to the room, where you grabbed some clothes of Mii’s that he had forgotten after his last stay.
The atmosphere between you was a bit tense, but you tried not to focus on it. Atsumu changed, and then sat on the bed with his head lowered, trying to find the right words.
“I… I’m sorry,” he whispered, “I don’t know what got into me back then.”
You slowly approached him, sitting beside him and gently rubbing his back. You stayed silent, giving him some time. He still didn’t raise his head, his fingers clenched into fists, his shoulders tense. He radiated sadness and regret, and inside, you felt a tight knot form from the sight of him.
“I was wrong too…” you said quietly after a while, “We both said too much.”
Atsumu flinched a little, as if he hadn’t expected to hear that. He slowly turned his head towards you, and your eyes met. His eyes held worry, mixed with hope.
“I just… I got scared,” he sighed softly, “It seemed like you were pulling away from me. And that little argument was the last straw.”
You listened silently, not interrupting, allowing him to speak.
“And then, when you disappeared and didn’t text me…” he exhaled sharply, as if holding himself back, “It became unbearable. I wanted to come to you so many times, but I couldn’t gather the strength. And today… well, you see for yourself…”
You nodded, feeling the lump in your throat. That was all you needed — his honesty, his step towards you. You were no longer angry or hurt. Everything that had happened was just part of the path you were walking together.
“Thank you for coming,” you whispered, gently touching his cheek. “I missed you, Atsumu.”
He softly took your hand and pressed it to his lips, closing his eyes.
“I missed you too…”
You sat in silence, as the rain outside slowly quieted, as if calming down, just like your hearts.
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Rafayel: you’re single I’m single. You know what that means? Nobody wants us bitch
Mc: ….
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Song for you
A little bit angst. Sukuna here is not canon.
Summary: your friend dragged you to a concert, where the singer is your ex Sukuna.
English is not my first language, sorry if some mistakes can be here.
Sukuna scrutinizes the crowd carefully, not giving up hope of finding a familiar head. Though in the back of his mind he realizes that it's unlikely you'd come to his concert after everything that's happened. He tries to put all these thoughts aside, so that the fans don't notice any uncertainty in his voice, and starts singing the chorus of the song. It was his new song, drenched in love and a touch of sadness, written in a burst of emotion after a breakup. If you were here, you would have realized that the song was dedicated to you, but no matter how much Sukuna looked, he couldn't find you.
After the concert ended, Sukuna approached the area where he was supposed to sign autographs, but after signing literally a couple of posters, he turned around and walked away, leaving fans puzzled. He was pressured by the thought of recent events and the fact that you didn't come to his concert, but understood perfectly well that you had the right to do so.
With scant hope he looked around the hall once more, what was his surprise to see you among the few remaining people. You were standing next to your friend who was praising the concert very vehemently. Sukana immediately noticed that you didn't particularly like her monologue. He thought for a long time whether to approach you or not, but still, not with his usual uncertainty, he approached you, putting his hand on your shoulder.
“What the” you start to resent him, but as soon as you turn around you see him.
You stare at him, not understanding why or why not he came up to you.
You wanted to leave, because everything you wanted to say, you have already said, and listen to what he will say was not desirable. You wanted to turn to your friend and tell her to leave, but she was gone. She skipped off with some guy to drink cocktails behind the bar.
“Traitor” ran through your head. Looks like Sukuna's dialog with you was unavoidable.
“What do you want?” You asked, trying to be as calm as possible.
“I... I need to talk to you” he said, as if afraid of your refusal.
You cringed a little, but nodded and followed him into the dressing room.
“It was very unexpected to see you here, I didn't think you'd come” Sukuna said, either relieved or saddened.
You didn't like this long foreplay, especially from him.
“I'd like to talk about us.”
You looked at him questioningly, because in your opinion, you had already decided everything and there was no "us" anymore.
“I miss you, and I wish I could take it all back, but I realize I look stupid for saying this right now. But for some reason, it's important to me that you know that.”
Deep down, you miss him too, the sweet moments together, the trips to concerts together. But just the mere memory that after another tour you didn't go on with him because of your plans, he cheated on you with your manager makes you cringe and come to your senses, no matter how much you love and miss him. There was no scandals or yelling, you made a mutual decision to separate so you wouldn't torture each other.
“You don't have to answer, I know how you feel about it. But I wanted you to hear” Sukuna looked completely broken. You could see how hard this was for him.
“Look, we both still have some feelings for each other, but we also both know that getting back together would be a bad decision” your answer radiated some coldness, maybe it was fake, maybe not.
Sukuna got goosebumps at the answer, hell yes, he knows that getting back together would be the worst decision you could make, but for some reason those words were weighing on him. He didn't answer. Looking probably for the last time so close to you, he tried to memorize your beautiful image.
Exhaling quietly, you smiled at him and turned around, leaving the dressing room. Maybe you'll keep going to his concerts, maybe not, you don't know. But you do know that there will be more than one song dedicated to you. After all, music is his life, and nowhere will he describe his feelings as sincerely and emotionally as in a song.
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Sylus as dad
I'm pretty sure if Sylus had a baby, it would be a girl, so it's gonna be about a daughter.
He would be a very caring father.
Whatever his daughter wanted, she would have it.
He's the kind of dad whose profession you can't say out loud.
He let she braid his hair and put all kinds of hairpins in it.
When you're both busy, he would make Luke and Kieran play with the baby. Consider that he would make them babysitters for the baby.
He would gossip with his daughter. Discussed everything and everyone.
He would teach her self-defense and shooting.
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Their kinks
Zayne
Play with ice 🧊
He loves play with ice. He likes to run an ice cube over your stomach and your nipples. Zayne also lose his mind when you suck his dick with ice cub in your mouth.
Xavier
Overstimulation ✨
Xavier love to play with you. To push you to the limit and watch you whimper. He's ready to cum just from the sight of you disheveled. Most of all he likes to push you to the limit with his tongue, watching you from this angle is ecstasy for him.
Rafayel
Female domination 🙇♂️
He definitely loves it when you dominate him. It's a serious pleasure to watch you. It takes his breath away to see you take control.
Sylus
Bonding 🪢
He loves tying your hands with his Evol. Helpless you are a work of art for him. Sylus chains your hands to the headboard of the bed and fucks you. Also he loves to tie your hands when you give him a blowjob, he wants you to do it hands free.
Bonus with Rafayel 🤫
He loves to use his Evol on you. Rafayel loves to touch your nipples with the little fire he creates. The way you twitch and moan gives him an aesthetic orgasm.
#love and deepspace#lads zayne#love and deepspace sylus#sylus x reader#zayne x reader#rafayel x reader#xavier x reader#smut
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Nsfw alphabet with Rafayel
A=Aftercare.
He rests his nose on your neck and hugs you, you can spend a very long time in this position and only go to the shower afterwards.
B=Body part.
Hands. He loves kissing them, biting them, resting his cheek on your palm. When you have sex he will definitely hold your hand.
C=Cum.
He loves to cum in your hand when you jerk him off. He's crazy about that look. But when it comes to sex, it's probably on his stomach.
D=Dirty secret.
It's probably not a secret, but he really likes it when you dominate him.
E=Experience.
He has had girls before you and sex with them, but no huge experience.
F=Favorite position.
Missionary. He likes to watch your emotions and look into your eyes. But most importantly, he can hold your hand.
G=Gooffy.
He's quite serious. He can be a little indignant, but it's a serious process for him.
H=Hair.
He's trying to take care of himself, because he knows you're doing it smooth for him too. But if you don't want to shave or wax he's totally fine with it.
I=Intimacy.
A romantic dinner before you have sex is assured, rest assured.
J=Jack off.
He jerks off to pictures of you, sometimes even taking your underwear and jerking off with it. He imagines banging you in his studio and it makes him even more turned on.
K=Kink.
Mommy kink is a definite. He likes you to dominate him and calls you "mommy" in these situations.
L=Location.
Your bedroom. There are no intruders here to disturb you. His studio will soon be added to the bedroom, but who knows how long it will take before he can offer it to you.
M=Motivation.
Hands. He gets very turned on by you touching him, especially if you stroke his cheek, be prepared that in 10 minutes you'll find yourself in the bedroom completely naked.
N=No.
Won't invite a third. He's thought about it many times, but still comes to the conclusion that he's not going to share you with anyone.
O=Oral.
Both. But he likes to receive more. Watching you choke on his cock is ecstasy for him.
P=Pace.
Slow and a little rough. He likes to make sharp slow thrusts. Watching your face at this point is a pleasure.
Q=Quickie.
No, he's not a fan of that. He likes the foreplay process.
R=Risk.
Yes. Most of all, he wants you to experiment on him. Different techniques, toys, shibari. But he doesn't mind trying it all on you if you want to.
S=Stamina.
He's definitely good for two rounds. But if you decide to play with him a bit, it'll be more.
T=Toys.
All you have are handcuffs. But for the time being, there will soon be more of these gadgets.
U=Unfair.
Yes, he likes to tease you, but he likes it more when you tease him.
V=Volume.
He is literally a moaning lump when he gets in your arms. He is not shy about his moans.
W=Wild card.
He once fell asleep on top of you and you spent the whole night with his dick inside you and complained in the morning that he made your whole body ache.
X=X-ray.
About 15 centimeters, and a little wide in girth.
Y=Yearning.
Before he met you, he had almost no interest in sex. But when you came along, everything changed. He's ready to take you here and now.
Z=Zzzzz.
It's literally a quiz. Depends on what mood he's in. Sometimes after you've showered he can talk for hours and keep you awake. And sometimes he falls asleep right away without even getting in the shower.
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Headcanons w Kuroo Tetsuro
• He likes ruffle your hair. He thinks its so cute.
• He likes when you braid his hair or you just pin it up.
• He is so clingy. Especially in the morning.
• He likes to tease you. It’s his favourite thing to do.
• He likes look at you when you sleep.
• He often takes offense in jest. He likes the way you react to it.
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Random chat w Sylus(you are in relationship)



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Mini nsfw headcanon w Toji Fushiguro
Note: my english no so good. May be mistake.
Cw: mdni, pet name, breeding kink.
• He likes give you some pet name. And his favourite are “baby”, “doll” and “slut”.
• I imagine that man love breeds you. Also he likes watch how his cum leak out of you.
• After your rough sex he always put his finger in you and tease you. And your noise about to stop doesn’t stop him.
• He always wants you. Anywhere anytime. His attraction so crazy.
• He turns on if he see you in his clothes, no matter what was that his t-shirt or hoodie.
• He loves fuck you in doggy.
• He likes slapping and biting your ass.
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Rainy night
Summary: some fluff w Zayne.
Note: my english not so good. May be some mistake.
Cw: fluff, rain, idk what else.
Word count: 441
It's raining in Lincon City. The weather was awful, and even though you loved the rain, you were disgusted by it today. Still, the thing that was weighing on you the most was the fact that Zayne had been called into work on his day off.
You'd planned to spend the day together, to be in each other's arms, to bake cookies, the recipe for which you'd read online. But everything was ruined by one phone call about an emergency surgery. You understood that Zayne's job was to be on standby, but it hurt, because you'd waited so long for this day.
It's half past two in the morning, and you're awake, waiting for Zayne. The rain outside the window is pouring down and making it hard to concentrate. You've been in bed all day, your head filled with thoughts. You still managed to fall asleep, but it was the slamming of the door that woke you up. Opening your eyes, you jumped out of bed and ran down the hallway, knowing Zayne would be there.
You jumped at him with a hug. You could tell by the look on his face how tired he was. Zayne hugged you back, resting his head on your shoulder.
“Hello, sweetheart" he said faintly, smiling slightly.
“You're finally back. I've been waiting for you" you said, snuggling closer to him.
You stood like that for about five minutes, and then walked to the bedroom where Zayne had changed. He lay down on the bed, and you snuggled against his side. You put your hand on his chest and slowly stroked it. You heard a quiet exhale from Zayne as he finally relaxed.
“I'm sorry I didn't get to spend the day with you” his voice was quiet with a hint of sadness.
“I understand, Zayne. It's not your fault" you pulled yourself up to look into his eyes.
Zayne sighed in relief and looked at you with eyes full of love. He was glad that he had gotten you, who was sympathetic to his work and to him. You looked at each other until Zayne reached up and kissed you. The kiss was gentle, soft, no one was trying to dominate, you were just enjoying each other.
You took Zayne's cheeks and sat on top of him.
“I love you so much" you say, laying down on top of him.
“I love you, too. More than anything" Zayne replies, stroking your hair.
You finally feel sleep begin to take hold of you. You fall asleep to his steady breathing and the sounds of the rain outside the window, which didn't seem so intrusive anymore.
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Morning w Hisoka
Summary: morning with your clingy boyfriend.
Note: my english not so good. May be some mistakes.
cw: fluff, clingy!Hisoka, cuddling.
Word count: 654
You wake up because you can’t breathe. You opened your eyes and discovered Hisoka literally lying on top of you. He half sprawled on top of you, throwing his leg over yours and his head resting on your chest.
“Hisoka” you said and shoving him a little bit.
No reaction. But you know very well that big, sneaky fox is faking it. It was every time when Hisoka got bored in the morning, he'd pounce on you with his whole body to wake you up.
“Hisoka... I know you're awake. Get off me" you once again hoped it would help.
The red-haired fox is overly tactile, especially in the morning. He never misses an opportunity to take you into his arms while the two of you are snuggling in bed. But sometimes there are days like this one, when he unceremoniously lies on top of you with no plans to get up.
At your voice and the rustling of the sheets, your little cat came running in. He sat down on the bedside table and watched you.
Looking at this little ball of fur, you thought about the fact that you have two cats living at home. Both of them always need attention and care.
Still, even though Hisoka's nature is more like a fox. In the morning, he's like a cat looking for affection.
You shifted your gaze back to him. You ran your hand through his hair and gently ran it over his scalp, massaging it lightly, knowing how much he liked it.
“Hisoka, you're awake. Get off me, or at least move over a little. You're heavy" the third attempt this morning was successful.
He got off you and lay down next to you with his arm resting on his head. His golden eyes stared into yours, and he had his usual smirk on his face. He looked at the cat sitting on the table for a second, and as soon as cat saw Hisoka looking at him, he ran to him.
You always wondered if he was more fond of Hisoka, though he's a little prankster, more like his master than his mistress. Sometimes the two of them look at you with their golden eyes with the same squint, and it's annoying.
“Good morning" you said, while Hisoka looked at you and stroked the cat’s ear.
“Morning" Hisoka said sweetly, as usual, but with a hint of resentment.
You knew he was going to act offended now, because he doesn't like it when you ask him to get off your back. While you looked at each other, the redhead had managed to settle at the end of the bed and fall asleep. Your silence was interrupted by a sigh from Hisoka, who turned away from you. It was a trivial action of his in the morning when you didn't want to cuddle with him.
With a sniffle, you moved closer to him, running your fingers along his broad back, crossing over his ribs and tickling him lightly. All you got from Hisoka was a hum. You both know it's just a little mockery of each other, but it feels different every time. This time, there's more tenderness in your touch and more playfulness in his sighs.
“Hisoka, turn to me" you asked, knowing he wouldn't.
You climbed over him and lay down beside him. He looked at you, pretending he was still hurt.
“Fine, I know how you want to cuddle and" you weren't allowed to finish your sentence. Hisoka rolled over to the other side along with you in a hug.
“Okay, shh. Stop talking”.
You rolled your eyes. And accepted your fate of being almost strangled in man's arms.
Your sessions of affection can go on into the evening, until you slap Hisoka's ass and tell him it's time to get up. And as usual, you'll get an unwilling face that will follow you to the kitchen anyway.
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