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♡ nom!

l&ds men and their reaction when you randomly nom them (love bites!)

featuring ☆ xavier, zayne, rafayel, sylus, & caleb

tag(s) ☆ fluff!!

XAVIER would act dramatically as a response, just like as if he had gotten bitten by a giant shark. he's gotten used to you randomly biting him at the most random places, and really doesn't mind it. he thinks it's a cute habit of yours.

ZAYNE would be a little confused. that is, until you explain what it means in a non-sexual way. he's not so scared to bite you occasionally, but it's mostly you biting him out of boredom or for funsies.

RAFAYEL would bite you back as soon as you nom him. zero hesitation at all. at this point, there's a literal competition (or war) between the two of you to see who can nom the most at the end of the day. if he bit too hard, he'd apologize several times and shower you with small kisses.

SYLUS would have a teasing look on his face. he doesn't care at all with what you do to him, he's just so in love with you. he'd lightly bite you back on your wrist. it's so gentle that you can barely feel anything, you can clearly tell he's being careful, all because he doesn't want to hurt you on purpose.

CALEB would already bite back in response. you've been nomming him ever since the two of you were children, except it's different now because back then the two of you didn't know what it meant. now, he'd bite you out of the blue, anytime, anywhere.

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♡ you're mine!!

things the l&ds men do that lowkey scream "you're mine!"

featuring ☆ xavier, zayne, rafayel, sylus, & caleb

tag(s) ☆ fluff!!

XAVIER would pout if a guy got a little too comfortable with you. he would then hold your hand firmly, whilst looking at his surroundings to make sure people know that you're his lover, his one and only lover. "i don't ever plan on sharing..." he sulks, just like the baby he is. he then proceeds by hugging you tightly while nuzzling in the crook of your neck, inhaling your sweet scent.

ZAYNE would set your contact name as "my wife". also, he always has his screen facing upwards on his desk. so occasionally, some of his colleagues would see that nickname unintentionally whenever you send him a text message or call him. he's not married yet, but he definitely has plans of becoming your future husband.

RAFAYEL would give you a bunch of kisses, anytime, anywhere. whether you're feeling happy or sad. "one kiss here, another one here, and another!" if you're feeling down, his kisses never fail to make you smile. even just the smallest smile that appears on your face makes him more down bad for you.

SYLUS would always reassure you that he'd love you no matter what. during those times when you ever feel doubtful or moody, you ask him a bunch of random things such as "would you still love me if i was a worm?" or, "what if you ever find someone better than me?" sylus would often reply with "i will always choose you no matter what, even in another life." he would then proceed to shower you with a bunch of hugs and kisses.

CALEB would randomly put his arm around your waist and pull you towards him to wrap you in a tight hug. seriously, this man would do this anywhere, whether it's in public or even watching a show together at home. honestly, he's just so obsessed with you.

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Bro was jealous of a mannequin

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Kiss me kiss me kiss me

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If I had a bf like our delusional king then I would never shut up

Oh and as to why he wears all black... The food stains won't be evidenced after he ate!!

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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.”

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sylus always answers your calls. always. no exceptions.

he could be in the middle of a gun fight or a messy interrogation but when he hears the inside joke of a ringtone he set for you, he uses his evol to shackle everyone in place while he answers, calm and collected as can be.

“kitten, it’s late in linkon — you should be sleeping. no, i’m not busy at the moment.” a cold glare is the only warning his enemies get to stay quiet. “what do you need?”

some of the world’s most powerful and feared men have had their final agonizing moments prolonged by listening to the leader of onychinus sweet-talk you.

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love bites ✩

megumi is the type to randomly nom you. technically, you started the nom war first, occasionally gently biting him (mostly his neck and arms), whether if it was in public or just the two of you.

at first, he seemed confused, and maybe a little concerned. then, you explained to him what it meant (in a non sexual way) and he understood, feeling less concerned.

now, he doesn't hesitate at all to just give you a small bite out of the blue. if he accidentally bit you a little too hard, he'd apologize a lot and kiss that spot multiple times, then you'd nom him back.

and so, the nom war between the two of you would never come to an end.

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megumi kissing you when you just applied lip gloss ✩

you just finished applying some lip gloss, preparing to go out on a date with megumi.

megumi walked over to you, giving you a small peck on the cheek.

"you look pretty," he smiled softly "actually, you always look pretty."

"thank you, gumi" on the inside, you're super happy. "can i have another kiss?"

megumi got closer, gently kissing you on the lips. his eyes slightly widened a little, realizing that he got some gloss on his lips now.

"??" he seemed puzzled. you couldn't seem to hold back your laughter at his confused expression.

now, his lips are tinted in a shade of very light, translucent pink, and a thin, sheer layer of gloss.

but, did he really care? no.

"can i get a kiss?" megumi asked

you giggled. "come here silly."

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megumi doesn’t know what to do with his hands when the two of you are making out… so most of the time he will just rest them in his lap or by his sides as he kisses you.

it’s not that he doesn’t want to touch you, to put his hands on your face like you do with his, or to hold you by the waist and pull you in closer… he just doesn’t know how. he gets in his head about it, worries that you won’t like something he does. it took him long enough to get comfortable kissing let alone making out—he doesn’t want to ruin anything.

so after a particularly heated evening in your dorm room one night, you pull back from megumi with swollen lips and glossy eyes and say “you know you can touch me if you want to, right?”

“no thanks,” isn’t the reply megumi was going for, but it’s what leaves his lips. he can still taste you on them, and it’s messing with the workings of his brain. “i mean—not no, i just… you—“

he’s cut off with you taking his hand in your own and guiding it up to the side of your face. you lean into his forces touch and hold eye contact. “this okay?”

and he has to nod, because words are lost on him when having you so close fills his heart with a warmth he had thought was only for the storybooks he’d read as a kid.

megumi holds your face, admires every inch of it with an expression on his face you can only describe as lost—and then he kisses you. and learns that touching you is easy, not because he’s confident in doing so, but because it’s you, and you’re more than safe.

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I NEED

a man who grips your hands like this

he’s so sensual with it

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“megu—“ gojo stops when he walks in on you and megumi kissing.

you immediately push yourself off megumi and you can feel your face heating up intensely.

megumi’s worse—you sneak a glance and you can see his face is drained of any color. he looks at the floor, ashamed of his life and rethinking every decision that led up to this.

“megumiiii,” gojo says in a sing-song voice. you can hear megumi groan under his breath. the poor guy hasn’t even said anything other than his name, but he knows what’s to come.

gojo’s eyes widen. “is that lipstick on your neck?” he gasps dramatically. “my megumi! don’t tell me you’re doing all this behind my back?!” he whines loudly, shaking megumi’s shoulders.

megumi pushes gojo off roughly. “leave me alone! don’t you have other students to bother?”

gojo has a shit-eating grin plastered on his face. “awww, are you shy? perhaps a little embarrassed? i mean, i did walk—-“

“get the fuck out!” megumi yells. he drags gojo out of his dorm and slams the door. then, his attention turns towards you.

he lets out a sigh of relief. “really? lipstick stains?”

you shrug sheepishly. “i didn’t think it’d stain that bad!”

he shakes his head and weakly laughs. “yeah, okay. you owe me.”

“a kiss?”

“a few.” he smirks.

you giggle. “shut up and come here idiot.”

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no, its not

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♡ cute things they do in a relationship! (pt 2!)

(pt 1 here!!)

things they do that makes your heart flutter <3

featuring ☆ isagi, bachira, chigiri, nagi, reo, rin, & sae

tag(s) ☆ fluff!

ISAGI would plan dates for the two of you, based on your interests/the stuff you like. the first thing he puts on top of his planner is 'make sure y/n has a blast!!'

BACHIRA would occasionally stare at you while the two of you are eating. whether it's at home or in public, and you notice it. "how come you keep staring?" "it's not my fault that you're just too beautiful."

CHIGIRI would give you headpats, anytime, anywhere. you finally came to the conclusion that this is one of the ways he shows affection towards you, since he doesn't give headpats to anyone else.

NAGI would snuggle with you while in bed. sometimes, he unconsiously does it in his sleep. and, you happily hug him back, nuzzling in the crook of his neck.

REO would cuddle with you for a really really long time. he says its for recharging from being away from you for a certain period of time.

RIN would carry stuff for you, even if it's not heavy. rin would randomly just take whatever you were carrying carry it from his shoulder.

SAE would intertwine fingers with you. sae would fill in the gaps in between your fingers with his, it's just something he enjoys.

a/n: hihi! this is a pt 2 for i had no idea what to do bc of my horrible writer's block + school :') ps i wrote this when i was at a library lmao

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gay ppl and ghibli

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ex-boyfriend toji, who's constantly being pestered by megumi about you. you're not his biological mum, but the boy's formed an attachment to you and craves your affection and warmth. you're the closest thing he's ever had to a mother, having been in his life since he was 3, and he loves you like one too. his dad is all hard and muscles and frowny, and you're all soft and sweet and always smiling at him. it's no wonder his dad couldn't keep you, he thinks.

you never raise your voice at him, feed him the best home-cooked meals, and even help him with his homework (he doesn't actually need help, he just likes the way you let him sit on your lap whilst you're on the floor and wrap your arms around him, struggling to figure out what long division is). even after you and his dad break up you never once held it against him (like other exes had) and you never stopped visiting him.

you're hands down the best (ex) girlfriend toji's ever brought home. you actually made an effort to get closer to megumi and get to know him more often. always looking for fun little things to take him to. whether it's a petting zoo, aquarium, or a normal zoo zoo.

you learnt quickly how much he loved animals and never failed to surprise him with a new plushie. one could never have too many plushies, you said to him once, booping his nose and pulling out a cute turtle from behind your back.

(when he finally moved into the dorms in first year, he had about 3 boxes alone, full of stuffed animals. he didn't have it in his heart to pick and choose which ones to take with him, so he brought all of them. you laughed at first when you saw the flood of plushies on his dorm floor when helping him move, but megumi gave you a small smile, repeating your words from almost a decade earlier.)

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