#anxiousgoddest

[hananoami]

HANA MOMMA SEND HELP 😭😭😭😭

I need tips on how to use Colonel Caleb because I'm starting to really love Claymore, but Caleb just DONT get along with any weapon but his signature one, I swear to God I failed the abyssal chaos 3 times before I gave up and let the automatic battle do the thing while I looked like an incompetent clown 🤡

His bar never charges up enough, and I've seen a guide, but it looks like it's in another language. I just don't get it 😭😭😭😭

Save me momma save me 😭😭😭😭

My little darling @anxiousgoddest I can finally answer this ask with a useful guide and tips I found bc I too am still trying to figure out Caleb's kit and play style~

Redirecting you, and anyone else who is curious, to Deepspace Voyagers' Farspace Colonel Guide. Big shout out to their team for always coming through and helping players with their combat guides. You'll often see me reference them.

Farspace Colonel (FA) is Caleb's 5-star solar myth companion that unlocks when you obtain both Farspace Bloomfall and Farspace Deprivation. This single-target burst DPS companion grants the ability to always break a minimum of two protocore shields using the Resonance Skill (no skill energy required) and extends weakness state by two seconds. It primarily scales off DEF rather than Attack and its stellacrum is red. (DEF substats should be prioritised)

Here are DSV's protocore recommendations! BETAS should be chosen based on the Memory Pair Rank of your companion

*Rank 0 Oath Recovery Def% Bonus

*Rank 1-3 Def% Bonus Def% Bonus

*Optional Rank 3 Oath Strength Def% Bonus

DELTAS are chosen based on the type of fight. However for FA, it's discouraged to use him on mob stages.

*Mobs Stage (optional build) Dmg to Weak. Dmg to Weak. Crit Rate Def% Bonus

*Boss Stage Dmg to Weak. Dmg to Weak. Dmg to Weak. Dmg to Weak.

>> For Mobs Build, opt for Def% Bonus if crit is >40%.

And if you still have any questions they even did a FAQ, which you can view here!

[rafayel-fishie-moving]

Heeeey pretty artist boy how ya doing

I know it's Friday but somewhere it might be Thursday somewhere else ig idk

I just wanna spam you with memes

Also I licked your art and it tastes bad🫵🏽

My tummy hurts

Halp Rafa

You do know that doesn’t apply the same as “somewhere in the world it’s 5 o’clock” right?

I—

Of course it tastes bad, it’s paint. Not edible.

Great, you might turn into a fish.

[hananoami]

HI MOMMAA

Kinda late but would it be possible to have an ilusio request of Caleb card Farspace deprivation wearing the mechanical mind?

Also can I pls be tagged when you do the same card but with the towel outfit? 🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺

Thank you so much you're an angel for those ilusio requests you do 🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🤏🏽🤏🏽

LOVE YOU MOMMAA

Hihi @anxiousgoddest pookie! Thankfully they extended the Illusio event until the end of February so momma sakura can be less stressed recording these ahaha

ICYMI - here are the links to make searching for them easier:

caleb's [farspace deprivation] + misty haven

caleb's [farspace deprivation] + mechanical mind

[solifloris]

≡;-꒰ 𝐂𝐀𝐋𝐄𝐁 ꒱₊˚ ପ⊹ I  𝑻𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝑳𝒐𝒗𝒆 𝒊𝒔 𝑶𝒖𝒓𝒔

╰┈➤ ❝ caleb x afab!reader | smut nsfw 18+ mdni | kinktober '24 day 10

tags : porn with some plot, porn with feelings, newly-established relationship, oral fixation, nipple play, softdom!caleb, flat-chested!reader, slight insecurities about being flat-chested, silly bickering, drinking mention (but no one gets drunk), kissing and making out, body worship (ish?), masturbation (f), dry humping, use of pet names "pipsqueak" "baby" “princess”. lmk if i missed any tags !!

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AO3 / KINKTOBER MASTERLIST / KO-FI JAR / COMMISSIONS

Wherein a game of truth or dare leads you to take the next step in your relationship, and Caleb proves to you just how much he loves you.

"And you have to give me the recipe! How could you have kept this from me the entire time?!"

Scrambled, frantic noises scattered around by the doorway, and you chuckled as you helped Tara gather and put her shoes on. It was a usual scene, and she was still rambling on like she often did. "It's not my recipe, Tara," you rolled your eyes playfully.

“Yeah, but, come on!! Hiding a whole master chef in your bedroom—”

“Tara!!!”

Despite the mortification clear in your eyes, beside you, Caleb rolled his eyes and let out a snort of laughter. “Yeah, yeah, alright, point taken,” he placed a hand over her shoulder. With a raised eyebrow, he shuffled her out. “Sor-ry, but a secret stays a secret! At least, hey, you can just come over next time, right?"

Effectively, it seemed to placate her curiosity just a little bit. Just enough.

You watched the sparkle in her eyes seemingly grow to be more obvious, as she clasped her hands together and said—"Oooh! An invite? I could never turn that down! That’s a promise, Caleb!"

And your eyes softened at the playful banter.

Tonight had been the first time that Caleb had officially met Tara and your other Hunter friends, and you appreciated how naturally he got along with them. He might have owed it to his easy going personality, you thought, but it meant a lot to you knowing he could be just as good friends with them as you were. For all that Caleb wasn't around as often as you wished he would be, the little mutual connections made you happy.

In fact, Tara was even the last one to leave your little gathering, having stayed back a little bit for a second helping of Caleb's cooking. You couldn't blame her, of course—you would’ve stayed back for it, too! But it was amusing to know that she had certainly taken to expressing her approval of your relationship with him, enough to playfully demand for his recipes. 

Because, in her words, "it's only right for the best friend to have access to them, too!"

The thought of it made you laugh.

Now, as night fell and she hurried to catch the last train home, you watched as she hopped out of your apartment with another cheerful wave. "Take care, Tara! See you tomorrow!"

Caleb shook his head as he watched her dash down the corridor of your apartment complex, and then softly closed the door.

For the first time that night, there was a peaceful blanket of momentary silence.

And then he turned to you, leaning against it.

"Sooooo," he began, grinning slyly.

You knew that look.

"Now, we have the place all to ourselves again... What're you up for?"

Grateful you were standing near the couch, you picked up a nearby pillow and threw it at his face. "Caleb!"

Naturally, he caught it with ease. "What!?" he laughed. "I didn't say anything, I didn’t even do anything! I was asking you what you wanna do!"

"Well, don't make that face then!"

You threatened to throw another pillow at him, holding it in your grasp. But Caleb only shook his head with a smile, and it was easy for him to stride over, grasp your hands above your head, and pry the pillow away from you. It was smooth, and there wasn't a single chance for you to resist as you allowed yourself to be enchanted by that look in his eyes. He stared at you like that for a moment, the soft smile on his face never leaving, his closeness still inevitably making your heart race.

And then he pulled away.

You watched him walk over to sit properly on the couch, and you wondered how he still had the audacity to pat the space beside him.

You made a face.

"C'mon," he sighed, rolling his eyes in slight amusement. "At least cuddle with me? We haven't had the day to ourselves yet, cut me some slack, pipsqueak."

In all honesty, you weren't opposed to the idea. It had been a tiring day, so full of socializing and work that relaxing in his arms was a proposal that was surely more than inviting. But your pride, always raised impossibly high in his presence, made it harder for you to give in. You were used to it, in a way. Having known him for nearly your entire life meant you've adapted to it all; the banter, the teasing, the playful competition you often had with each other... It was just odd to think otherwise.

Yet, over recent months, your relationship had progressed into something more.

Something that should have allowed you to submit to your own desires for more affection for him... Only to find out that old habits died hard.

Still, he opened his arms expectantly, and even you hadn't the heart to reject him like that.

Slowly, you walked over to settle beside him. It was natural, the way his arm draped around your shoulders, the way you would shift to lean against his chest. The smell of his cologne—one chosen deliberately, you noted, given that it was your favorite of his—provided a comfort that made you relax. And you wondered why you were really all that hesitant in the first place.

With a quiet sigh, you watched him reach over to take the remote from the table and then point it towards the TV.

"How about a movie?" he suggested.

And he looked down at you, his gaze gentle.

You figured, you could at least indulge him a little bit.

"Mmm... Maybe not a movie?" you started, softly.

"Tired? I get that. We can just go to bed if you—"

"No, that's not what I mean."

A silence followed.

You'd cut him off, but you looked away. You found that it was difficult to bring up the topic at all, even if you wanted to.

"Pipsqueak?"

This time, his voice was devoid of the usual teasing, softer than you were used to. He set the remote back down beside him, and used his hand to gently guide your chin upwards to look at him.

It was that look.

Warm, and gentle, and so full of adoration.

The look that would always give you butterflies.

A little pout formed on your lips.

"Don't look at me like that..."

In response, he laughed, moving ever so closely, lips only a few inches from yours. "Hm? Like what, pipsqueak?"

You weren't having whatever game of catch he was playing with you, and you clicked your tongue. With a quick, light kiss on his lips—basking for a moment in the shock that spread across his features—you turned back away and crossed your arms.

"Like... Whatever it is that you're doing!" you huffed. "You don't know half the thoughts I have in my head because of you!"

"Yeah? C'mon. Try me."

Another pillow thrown unsuccessfully at his face—one that he caught with frustrating ease—and another laugh escaped his lips. It was one that gave you more butterflies than you'd have liked to admit.

Yet, be it the fact that he'd known you for nearly his entire life, his expression softened again. As if he knew to stop teasing; as if he knew there was something you wanted to talk about.

"Hey. Talk to me, princess."

Princess.

Not pipsqueak, not even your name—a nickname he reserved for the softer, more intimate moments you shared. A nickname you've only ever heard so lovingly from his own lips… a nickname for you.

Your eyes closed.

"Just… I've been thinking," you started, quietly, slowly, as if gathering your thoughts. "I mean, I don't know if now is the time and place for it, I was just..."

When your voice trailed off, he was quick to place a reassuring hand over yours, the warmth of it a comfort that was enough to get you to continue.

You cleared your throat, and tried again.

"Could we... Go further, do you think?"

The silence that followed this time was deafening.

For a moment neither of you seemed to speak, and you couldn’t dare bring yourself to meet his gaze.

“... I’m sorry. Forget I brought that up. We can just cuddle and put on Howl’s Moving Castl—”

“Hey, no, we could.”

Caleb interrupted you before you could bother to do whatever damage control was even possible at that point, and your words remained stuck in your throat. You were hyper aware of his presence next to you, his arms wrapped around your shoulders, and in light of what you’d said, it almost seemed too much. The moment he brought his other hand to rest on your thigh, you nearly could have jumped. 

Perhaps your jumpiness was something he had sensed, too.

“Look at me?” he spoke softly, giving your thigh a gentle squeeze. One of reassurance; one that you recognized.

And when you did meet his gaze, he shook his head with a smile.

“We could, princess, but only if you reallyyy want to.”

There was a very slight teasing lilt to his voice that you could just barely make out, and his eyebrow raised.

Of course, Caleb was Caleb.

He knew you too well.

“Sooo?” he flicked your forehead. “What’s the holdup, pipsqueak? That’s what you said, but… Seems like you aren’t sure you want it, either. What’s got this on your mind today? Talk to me.”

Ah…

You smiled wryly at him, a sigh of what appeared to be defeat escaping your lips. And instead of answering immediately, you allowed yourself to fall back against him, eyes closing for a little moment.

“...It’s awkward, huh?” you mumbled.

He didn’t quite reply, but he let out a hum for you to continue.

“Just… This whole thing. Like, I’ll admit it, I think about it. A lot, actually. It’s just… I don’t know how to cross the line without feeling like I’m ruining things between us.”

“So… You think about it? Really? Does it get you all w—”

A pillow to his face.

That teasing grin you knew all too well was plastered back on for you to see, and the sound of his laughter filled the living room.

“That’s not the point!” you protested. “I said all that I did, and that’s what you focus on?!”

“I was kidding! I was kidding! I swear!”

Still laughing, he had enough decency to raise his hands into the air, allowing you a free, unobstructed hit with the pillow you still wielded.

Satisfactory enough.

Your shoulders relaxed, finding familiarity in your childish banter, and the pillow rested back on your lap.

“Okay, but real talk…” He settled back beside you, giving you a little nudge. “It’s not just you. I think about it, too. And I want it, so I think… we could ease into it, y’know? Doesn’t have to be all at once, we can take our time.”

“Yeah, but… how? We make out all the time, but it’s not like it’s all that easy to just… go from there…”

He thought for a moment.

A brief silence passed yet again, and you peered at him curiously, before he spoke again.

“How ‘bout… Truth or dare?”

When he met your gaze, his head tilted sideways. Naturally, there was a playfulness to his voice that was almost always just there, but the seriousness in the way he looked at you compelled you to believe he wasn’t joking.

“Truth or… dare?” you furrowed your brows.

He shrugged.

“Yeah, s’fine, right? We get to be honest with each other about what we feel on the topic, and, you know… there’s also the aspect of dares bein’ there, and all…”

He had a point.

But if you were going to be honest enough with whatever answers you were going to give, and if you were going to build the courage to do whatever dares you had to do…

You stood up, and Caleb watched you quizzically as you walked over to the kitchen to get a single bottle of soju from the fridge.

“Wh— Hey, c’mon! Really? Do you need that?! Aren’t we doing this sober?!”

You rolled your eyes at the astonished expression on his face, setting down two shot glasses and the bottle before resuming your position cross legged on the couch. Your trusty pillow was nestled neatly back over your lap. “Oh, whatever. Not like we drank anything today anyway, and before I drink, I’m giving you my consent. I do want this, I just, you know… need a little push, that’s all. I’m not about to get myself drunk, if that’s what you’re worried about.”

The doubt in his eyes seemed placated, and after a moment, he sighed and reached out to pour both of you a shot.

“Okay, alright, fine. Then… Rules?”

“Mmm… Three truths and three dares at a time. If you run out of truths, you have to do a dare next, and vice versa. Fair, right?”

You spoke before downing your first shot of alcohol, allowing yourself to savor the sensation with a momentary close of your eyes and a little sigh.

Across from you, you heard Caleb let out another one of his chuckles.

“Okay, okay… Fair's fair. Sooo… Since you drank just now, let's start with you. Truth or dare, princess?”

The question made you pause.

It was as if the reality had dawned on you, that you were really, truly doing this, and it took a moment before you could answer him—eyes fixed onto the pillow on your lap, a small frown on your face.

“Baby, if you don't want to pl—”

“Truth.”

At this point, you maybe regretted a little bit of the rule you’d imposed.

You reached out to pour another glass of alcohol, but Caleb’s hand shot out to grab your wrist.

He gave you a pointed look.

“Alright, c’mon. Drink later. You literally just had a shot. I’ll go easy on you, relax!” His hand gave you a little squeeze as if to prove a point, and then only after you had huffed and settled back in your seat did he give you your question.

“Okay… So what do you think of me?”

A simple enough question.

He was right; he did go easy on you.

But your frowned and crosses your arms, opening your mouth to speak—

“Like, really think of me, princess. C'mon, you know why we're playing this.”

The smirk that tugged on the corner of his lips proved that he knew exactly the type of answer you were about to give him, and you rolled your eyes.

Caleb was Caleb. He did, in fact, know you very well.

So you took a moment, mulling it over—because simple as the question was, the answer itself was far from it.

You thought many things about him.

That he was annoying.

That he was a tease.

That he could very easily get on your nerves, but that he could—just as easily—soothe them.

He was fun. Kind. Easygoing. Comforting.

He was reliable, dependable, protective, a little bit of a worrywart with you… But he was gentle. He was sweet. Loving, and caring—he knew you best. Every little tell, every little habit… Everything about you. And that was one of the reasons that you were drawn to him; always have been drawn to him.

You let out a slow breath.

Because you realized that at the root of all of these things… there was love. There was trust. 

“I think… I could trust you,” you mumbled. “I think that even if it's a little scary trying to navigate this whole relationship that we have right now… You've always been nothing but caring towards me. So, I trust you. I trust us. And—”

A wry smile played at your lips as you raised your eyes to look back at him.

“And I think you're handsome. Because I know you want me to say that, and, like, fuck it, fine. You're hot. It's true.”

“Oh, yeah? Do I make you feel ho—”

“Caleb!” You raised your pillow in warning, and he laughed, shaking his head.

“You’re so easy to rile up, pipsqueak. Geez… Never change.”

For good measure, you hit him again anyway, before crossing your arms once more and giving him a pointed look. “Truth or dare?”

“...Truth.”

His answer came after a period of silence. But this was a question you didn't need to think of.

“You said earlier that you've thought about this, too… What… What have you thought about?”

It seemed as if your question had come as a surprise to him, and you took delight in the way that his eyes had widened.

“Huh—well— Well, of this, right? Of… of you,” he said slowly. And he had every opportunity to take this question to goof around, but he averted his gaze, a slight action that gave you reassurance he was taking this just as seriously. “The most we've ever done was just… kiss. So, sometimes I think about other things. Like maybe how you'd look underneath all that, or the faces you'd make, the sounds you'd make, how you'd feel…”

There was somewhat of a bashfulness in the way that he spoke this time, not deliberately teasing you, but clearly wanting to give an honest answer. He ran his fingers through his hair, before he sighed. “Since we’re bein’ honest, I’ll also say I think about those a lot when you dress up a little. If you find me attractive, then it’s the same for me of you, y'know? But I've been tryin’ to wait it out ‘til you brought up the topic, so…”

Your cheeks grew warmer the more that he spoke, and with a huff, you, too, averted your gaze. “Geez, shut up…”

“You asked me that question!”

“Yeah, but I was just— you know…! I mean, I was curious how far your thoughts went!”

He scoffed. “Truth or dare, pipsqueak?”

“Truth!”

You answered really without thinking, and then immediately paled with the realization that you had one more truth left.

With a groan, you reached for the bottle. “Hold,” you muttered. You took a second to take your second shot, before motioning for Caleb to continue. “Hit me.”

This time, he smirked.

“When was the last time you touched yourself?”

Your jaw dropped.

“Wha—what?!”

“What, what! You asked me that, so of course I'll step it up!”

“You menace—” You shot him a glare, but it wasn't as if you were upset about it. Instead, with a bright red coloring the tips of your ears, you turned your head away.

“Two nights ago,” you mumbled. “Before you got home.”

“Whoa, so not too long ago, huh? Aww, princess… what were you thinking of?”

His words didn't at all help the flush that spread on your face.

“Wh—hey! No double-asking! Or triple-asking, for that matter!”

“But obviously it's me, right? Did you miss me that much, baby? Didn't know you got so needy in my absen—”

“Oh, shut up! Like, when was the last time you jerked off, anyway?!”

He smirked.

“No double-asking~”

You groaned as you kicked at him with your legs. “Fine! Truth or dare?”

“Dare.”

Caleb was a lot bolder than you.

There was little need for him to hide behind the ‘truth’ option, and it surprised you little to hear him, this time, choose otherwise.

Yet it was just as much of a test for you as it was for him.

Because what did you want from him?

You knew the answer to that, in a sense—you wanted a lot. But desire was a difficult thing to navigate. And just like it had been difficult for you to answer your first question in a way that was coherent, it was just as difficult for you to think of this. 

As you looked him over in thought, there was that nagging feeling within you that so desperately wished you wouldn’t be so awkward about it.

“I dare…” you fiddled with your hands, trying to search his eyes as if the answer would be written on there. “I dare you to make the first move.”

Your gaze fell back to your lap.

“And, truth,” you added, “because the truth is that I don't know how to, and I have to be a little pathetic and hide behind a game like this even though I can't bear to keep waiting any longer when I want you so goddamn badly, so—”

He wouldn't give you a chance to complete it.

Immediately, a pair of lips crashed onto yours, and your eyes widened. Words were immediately swallowed back into your throat. You felt yourself pushed back against the couch; his fingers found themselves in your hair, lips coaxing at yours to relax with him. This feeling… You knew it by heart. Familiar, while simultaneously not. Gentle, but at the same time… desperate. And for the first time that night, you really, truly realized, that this was something he wanted just as badly as you did.

Slowly, your arms snaked around his waist, breathing a little heavy when he pulled back.

“...That was your turn just now, right?” he mumbled. His forehead pressed against yours, hand moving from your hair down to cradle the side of your face. “So it's my turn again. Gimme another dare.”

Your breath hitched.

He was doing this on purpose.

Allowing you to ask of him what you wanted, allowing you to dictate the pace of this moment—because he knew that he would follow through with it.

It was you, after all.

And for all the times that you've felt loved, and cared for, and prized, with him…

You felt seen.

You looked into his eyes, all sunset-colored and real, full of warmth and kindness and all these things that you have always, always felt with him… You could melt like this. He wasn't teasing you this time. He was being genuine.

You wanted him to feel seen, too.

“What do you want?” you whispered back.

He let out a soft laugh through his nose.

“Nah, this isn't truth, pipsqueak. You're supposed to give me a dare, right?”

“But… What if I wanted you to act on your desires?” Your hand moved up his back to rest around his neck, leaning up slightly to nuzzle against his nose. “I know what you're doing. And it's working, by the way, so thanks. But… If you're okay with taking whatever dare I throw your way… Then I'm okay with whatever you decide to throw my way.”

“Baby…”

“We're still playing? Then I dare you to show me what you want from me.”

Slowly, he shook his head.

“Sure but… I don't want from you, princess. I want you. This isn't give or take. It's just…” He closed his eyes for a moment, letting out a soft sigh. “It's just me wanting to love you.”

He leaned in again, pulling you in for another kiss. It was a quicker one this time, but not any less tender and not any less sweet than his kisses usually were with you. He pulled back with a little pull on your lower lip, before shifting towards your jawline.

“Caleb…”

Tiny little fluttering kisses, and his head dipped, nuzzling against your neck.

“...Your shirt,” he mumbled. “It's your dare, right? Are we cool with taking this off?”

At his words, your cheeks flushed—suddenly, the realization that you had never gone this far felt more real than ever.

As if sensing your hesitation, his head lifted, and he looked at you carefully. “Too far? Wanna backtrack?”

You shook your head.

It was just like him to prioritize you still.

“No, just, mmh… You've never, you know… Seen me naked or anything before…” You reached out to run your hands through his hair.

“Shy?” he murmured.

“...Yeah. A little.”

“S’no need to be, pipsqueak. Hey, we were honest earlier, right? You're real beautiful. I already know that. I don't need to see what's underneath your clothes to believe it.”

“I know, I know… Just, I dunno… Be nice, or something? Ah… I think I'm just nervous.”

He smiled.

There was a tiny, light flick at your forehead, and he rolled his eyes playfully. “Did ya think I'd be mean?! Hey, c'mon. Is there something you're not telling me?”

It was your turn to smile, because hell.

He had proven time and time again how you couldn't possibly hide anything from him.

With a playful huff of indignance, you reached down to lift up your shirt, ever so slightly. “I'm not hiding anything. I was only… Well, it's just. It's not like… It's not like they're big, or anything. Not my favorite thing in the world to show off…”

He stopped you.

“You're worried I'll be turned off? I could never.”

“I know that! It was just a silly thought. Feels like guys tend to prefer it when we aren't flat-chested, so I was only—”

“Princess.”

“What?”

“So, I'm gonna take you up on your offer… And I'm going to, maybe, have my way with you just a little bit.”

You blinked.

“Huh? Where's this coming from?”

“Just—hey, there is nothing wrong with having a small chest, and hell if I'll have to prove it to you.”

“That's— that's not— It’s fine, you don’t need to—”

He tugged at your shirt, eyebrow raised as he began to lift it up. “Nuh-uh, I'm gonna spoil you today. You are going to lay back and be a little princess for me. Sound fair?”

It was near comical how insistent he was about it, and with another roll of your eyes, you raised your hands in mock surrender. “Geez! What, has this always been like, a fantasy of yours or something? Help yourself, I guess.”

Yet you couldn't keep the smile off your face.

In seconds, your shirt was lifted off of you, your bra following suit, both placed somewhere else on the couch. And his eyes raked over your figure.

“God… You're beautiful. Seriously. You've nothing to worry about, nothing at all.” His voice became lower, breathier. The sound of it was enough proof to you of what the sight of your breasts was doing to him. And the moment that his hands moved to hold them, your eyes followed the trail of his fingers, the sheer difference in size as he held you making you swallow thickly.

His touch was searing.

Despite the way that he would gently knead at your flesh, you couldn't help but squirm beneath him. Almost pathetically, you could see the way your nipples pebbled with the slightest touch, leaving nothing of your arousal to his imagination.

But you could tell that he was only just beginning.

A low, barely-audible groan could be heard from his throat.

And within the next few seconds, he edged closer and closer—his fingertip grazed ever so close to your nipples, but not quite touching. A tease, as he ever was, he would circle around and around, the sensation just barely there. And then he would move away. Back to holding you, massaging your little mounds, giving you a little squeeze.

When your eyes met, there was that damn smirk back on his face.

“Feeling good?”

He looked satisfied with himself, and he had every reason to be.

Your cheeks were bright red, lips parted. Every so often a wordless gasp would escape from your lips—maybe his fingers would get a little too close, the tingling feeling shooting straight through your core and having your body jump almost as if an involuntary response.

And then you felt it.

All the while maintaining eye-contact, you let out a whimper as he flicked the pad of his finger over your bud. 

“H-h—nn—!”

You could lose it.

Every little tease had you feeling more sensitive than you ever thought you could get, and yet, here he was; your nipples between his fingers, rolling it real slowly, feeling you up in a manner of both worship and playfulness that only he could truly pull off.

He tugged on them just a little bit to give you that jolt of pleasure, and you arched.

The sensation a welcome shock, your eyes widened.

“C-Caleb—?!”

“Hm? Oh… So y’like it like that, huh?”

He was fascinated.

He trained them to his touch, every rub, every pull, every slightest touch having you writhing beneath him.

“D'you think… Can you��� cum like this?”

He didn't give you a second to answer.

It was as if he was insistent on making that happen. Immediately his warm lips were on your chest, burning through your flesh in a way that felt nearly all-encompassing; a heat higher than his touch, you felt almost as if he could devour you.

Yet aside from the pleasure, you could tell that this was more than that.

This was the extent of his desires, and the extent of his love.

The way he would fondle you with such adoration could have burned you, strong hands snaking down your body before holding you in place, tonguing over your nipples.

He licked, and sucked, and lapped, clearly never even wanting to pull away anymore, and the slick between your thighs was undeniable.

And again, for all the times that you've felt loved, and cared for, and prized, with him…

You felt seen.

That was what his love was like.

That even in the midst of something so lewd, with wet, embarrassing sucking noises filling the room… Somehow, some way, you felt loved.

To be loved is to be seen.

How odd, you thought, that in this moment you couldn't possibly think of a better way to describe the way he made you feel.

In this moment, all your moans and whimpers began to fall from your lips more freely, and you nearly choked at the feeling of him rutting against your thigh, the bulge in his pants more than obvious to you.

There was something so arousing about the fact that he'd gotten undeniably hard from this.

You couldn't help yourself anymore.

“Caleb… Cale—hng—Caleb—! F-feels good…!” 

Your hand snaked down, desperately pushing down your pants. Every suckle at your flesh spurred you on further, fingers dipping right into your head with a wet squelch, and he groaned.

Having resorted to leaving open-mouthed kisses and barely-contained licks all over your chest, his hips moved faster, rubbing against you, chasing a friction. Your hands matched the pace—thrusting in and out, your own eyes closed at the overwhelming pleasure you were feeling.

“Shit, holy shit, baby,” he hissed.

You caught his gaze travel down to the hand between your legs, panties pushed messily to the side as your sopping wet cunt took every thrust of self-pleasure.

In the next moment his lips were back on your perky, swollen little nub—

And you are gone.

It was so easy.

Your release crashed over with a cry from your throat, hips spasming, mouth held open, head thrown back in pure pleasure.

Caleb wouldn't stop.

There was an air of desperation in his movements, and your free hand flew to his hair, the other sliding your fingers out of your pussy to claw at the couch—”Caleb!” you cried again.

You tugged at his hair.

One last suck before he came, sticky mess ruining his sweatpants, seeping a little bit onto the skin of your thigh.

You groaned, falling back against the couch.

“You… My god… I can't believe you…!” you huffed. Your chest heaved, and your words, your tone, carried very little—if at all—genuine reprimand. He knew that, probably. Because instead of replying, his mouth was back on yours, stealing your breath away like it was so easy for him to do, before you felt him pull back.

This time, he sat up.

“You're fucking amazing,” he muttered.

He wiped a little bit of excess drool from his face, and shook his head. “Just—holy shit, princess. I don't think I can ever get enough of you.”

A pause.

You caught your breath, before reaching for the collar of his shirt and yanking him back down.

“Then don't.”

You weren't quite sure if it was the adrenaline from all of this, or the little bit of alcohol coursing in your veins, or just the fact that you had done this, that made you feel a little… bold.

Your eyes locked with his, taking in the bewilderment, the shocked silence.

You smiled.

“I said I trust you, right? Don't hold back, Caleb. I dare you not to.”

© rose-tinted-kalopsia. all rights reserved. do not: steal, copy, repost, reupload, modify, or claim any of my works as your own, regardless of credit given. absolutely do not use my works for AI training and other related purposes.

[puff0o0]

as some of you have clearly stated.. 😨 you want more of the love and deepspace self aware au and I'm here to serve !! 🥳

@lynnsqueendom @anxiousgoddest

Zayne

☆ Another universe in which he can't have you. So far yet so close, wanting nothing more than to feel you in his arms but all he feels the substitute that's supposed to be you

☆ What he would do to see your smile in person, to hear your voice, to hold the hand that clicks him whenever you see him in the cafe

☆ But that's okay, he'll spoil you where he can. Sending you free 5 stars of him, getting you free ticket, popping this up on your dashboard so you'll see it and realize what he's been doing (what? who said that?)

☆ Overall, he wants you to know he cares and isn't some heartless and cold guy who doesn't care. He can't help but try to distance himself because he knows he will never be able to have you as he can't escape the game just yet

Xavier

☆ He has tried oh so hard to figure out why this is happening and what he can do to bring you to him.

☆ His curiosity over the situation has sparked so many attempts to either bring you to him or him to you, he desperately wants to meet you and feel you for the first time. To hold your hand, to see your smile, all of it

☆ You play the story and get frustrated with a battle because you can't beat it? Say less, all of a sudden you cometed the battle and barely had to do anything. It was as if the game could see your struggle

☆ He adores playing kitty cards and the claw machine with you, seeing your face light up when you get the plush or he gets it is the highlight of his day

Rafayel

☆ He can be a bit of a jerk (a lovable jerk though) He will purposely glitch your game out during a battle sometimes, making you think it's your wifi when in reality it's him getting back at you for what you said about him earlier 🙄🙄

☆ Don't worry, he makes up for it (eventually)

☆ Although he will do stuff like get you free gems and money daily, no matter how much you may like him at first. He can't help but feel infatuated with you, in love even.

☆ Seeing how you react when you win against him in cards, seeing you gasp whenever he says something mean in the story, seeing your reaction to some of the cards... He adores it all

[hananoami]

Mommaaaaaa 😭😭😭😭😭

I need help 😭😭😭😭

I saw this Pic on Twitter and I got mad cuz I can't get the third ending "Questions lingered in mist" I did all the choices available but I didn't get this ending and I'm so mad 😭😭😭😭

Momma help me with your infinite knowledge 🙏🏽🙏🏽🙏🏽🙏🏽🙏🏽🙏🏽

ABYSSAL CHAOS is new territory for me too @anxiousgoddest since it was recently added with the new update for Love and Deepspace version 2.0. Unfortunately I also don't know how to complete that route, as I only did one run with Xavier this week. The route that I finished with was "Rainfall's Small World". For next week I think I'll focus on one companion at a time to 100% him before working on the next one...

I wasn't loyal when it came to this, hahaha. So maybe this is what I get for wanting to do content with Sylus's Relentless Conqueror and Zayne's Master of Fate too...

It's okay, there's always next week! Let's hope for better runs~

If any other hunter has obtained or knows how to achieve that route's ending, please let us know!! 🙏

[aethercored]

𝐀𝐅𝐅𝐈𝐍𝐈𝐓𝐘 𝐀𝐍𝐀𝐋𝐘𝐙𝐄𝐑

So I came across this (𝓝)sfw Affinity Analyzer and oh my goodness... 😳🫣 My curiosity got the best of me. I just knew I had to test it out with the LADS guys, ahaha~

It was both hilarious and entertaining, leaving me slightly flustered at the same time.

I lowkey kinda wanna tag friends & oomfies from my other sideblog @hananoami to share the funsies 👉👈 buuut anyone 18+ can do this for their MC and love interest(s) 👀 Feel free to share your results and tag other hunters as well~

TAGGING: @letsgauxplay @solifloris @xavissky @starmocha @anxiousgoddest @syleb @vesearlee @yashiro-arisugawa @fortunekookie07 @xavierbunbun @starfallforest @ourlittleuluru @ladyparamount @bunmallowish @kuroyurishion + anyone else that wants to try this are more than welcome to 🙂‍↕️🙂‍↕️

-ˋˏ✄┈┈┈┈ Below are all my 💦results for Xavier, Zayne, Rafayel, Sylus, and Caleb.

��️XAVIER & I HAVE PERFECT AFFINITY 🍆🍑😩👉👌💦

❄️ZAYNE NYOOO... NOT LIKE THIS (×_×) Let's just say neither of us finished because he got an emergency call into work. Yes, that's what happened--

🐟 Rafayel... I'm actually a loss for words .·°՞(˃ ᗝ ˂)՞°·.

Give me the Lemurian Milk and double merdicc already

🐦‍⬛ uwaaah~ Sylus and his big caw-cawk end gaming me in bed ( ˶o˶˶o˶) !!

🍎 Of course Caleb would be the over achiever, hehe. I'm lowkey kinda upsetti our affinity is 2% shy of 69, but we can make up the difference with our bodies (1+1)

[jennifer-jeong]

Love and Deepspace Men as Memes I Have Saved on My Phone With Little to no Explanation

Xavier, Zayne, Rafayel, Caleb

I was inspired by the lovely @anxiousgoddest heheheheh <3 I'm planning to do this with other fandoms so stay tuned LMAO

XAVIER

The cat picture is basically how he takes photos with his phone cause he's a boomer

ZAYNE

Dr. Zayne and Dawnbreaker Zayne lol Yes I just used a TF2 meme in 2024

RAFAYEL

No bc do you see what I'm saying, IT'S A PEARL Also yes the graphic design one is a screenshot from Kenji's (a vtuber) video

CALEB

He's actually a bully who sends you 0.5x photos of you and himself

I genuinely didn't even put cat memes in each one on purpose. I just have a lot of cat memes I guess LMAOO

This was very entertaining to make LMAO thank you for reading!

|| MASTERLIST ♡ ||

[euphoniumpets]

Hurt | Zayne x MC! Reader

Summary: Dr. Zayne confess his feelings when he treats Y/N in his apartment after barging in with a wound from the Wanderers.

Warnings: None?

A/N: currently in my love and deepspace and Zayne area. Wanna be mutuals in the game? Comment down below! Always wanna have new friends through online. Also, I'm just at chapter three so no one comment spoilers in the comments please, and thank @anxiousgoddest since she's the one who made me fall in love with daddy zayne and he might be ooc in this drabble but oh well.

not edited, never heard of her.

-

I looked at Zayne in front of me as he carefully started to treat my wounds. We were currently in his home at midnight since I disinterrupted his sleep. I winced when I felt the sting of his cottonpad, trying to disinfect any bacterina on the scar on my stomach.

Not merely ago, I had barged into his apartment, my head pounding with headache and the adrenaline through my system with a bloodied wound on my stomach from the wanderers. The only thing I could think of was to go to Zayne.

As I leaned on his couch in the living room, my eyes drifted to his concentrating face. While Zayne had mostly his cold-face expression and most people often found him hard to read, I always could read him ever since I remember.

''I know what you're thinking,'' I stated, rolling my eyes. His eyes flickered to me with a second before on my wound again.

''Then I hope you're right,'' He commented, making me huff but I instantly regretted it when I felt pain from my wound.

''How could you be so reckless?'' He began to scold me, making me tune out for the rest of my scolding. Zayne kept talking to me and looked at me.

''Are you even listening?'' He asked as he noticed me drifting away from this conversation.

''Yes,'' I answered, not truthfully. Zayne gave me a look.

''Ok, fine, no,'' I replied. ''But it is my job, if I hadn't been there to jump in in front of Tara, she would've been dead,'' I defended myself. I knew that Zayne disliked of me being a hunter and being in the field, but I can't help it.

I heard Zayne sigh heavily after wrapping a bandage around my scar.

''I know, but I hate seeing you hurt, you have to stop going to me,'' Zayne replied, looking at me with a serious expression like he always did. ''How could I not? You're my favorite doctor so far,'' I replied, sending him a sly grin, making him roll his eyes.

''I'm being serious, Y/N,'' Now that was a look that you haven't seen before on him. He looked concerned, more concerned this time knowing the thought of you would get hurt worse than this.

''I'm going to be fine, Zayne,'' I replied softly, placing my hand in his. Zayne looked up from his gaze to meet my eyes, I saw how he softened his gaze and interviewed mine.

I squeezed his hand gently to know that everything was going to be okay. Zayne had the overwhelming urge to take Y/N into his arms and never let go, but also reprimand her at the same time. She was like a sunshine to him because of his cold-demanour he always wore.

He took a moment to watch as she would warm him up once more. His eyes roamed over her features, from her brilliant and brave eyes, down the slope of her nose and rested on her mouth.

''You're staring,'' I stated.

''You're beautiful,'' Zayne replied without thinking. I watched as a faint blush dusted on his cheeks as I could feel myself blushing.

''What?'' I replied, unsure of what to say at the moment. I could feel my heart beating faster than the minute. I heard him sigh again, the same heavily tone.

''You drive me crazy, you know that?'' He replied. I couldn't say anything as I looked at him with wide eyes. When we grew up together, I always could remember that I had a crush on Zayne. I still had a crush on him even when we seperated to go our seperated ways. I didn't know why, but I always had hope that we would see each other again, perhaps we would fall in love even.

''Zayne,'' All I could utter was his name from my lips. Zayne didn't had to have an explanation from me to know what I wanted. Zayne then leaned towards me forcefully, his lips against mine as if he couldn't wait anymore. I could feel him pull me closer to his body slowly and gently. I wrapped my arms around his neck, wanting to feel his body close to me as possible.

We then pulled back, our breaths panting because of the makeout, our forehead pressing against each other.

''Promise me one thing,'' I heard him speak and I glanced up to meet his eyes.

''What?'' I asked.

''Please, do not barge into my apartment with any damage wounds again, I can't bear to see you hurt,'' He replied.

''I can't promise you that,'' I chuckled.

''I figured,'' He responded.

''Consider that you're my private doctor from now on,'' I joked.

[hananoami]

Momma do you take illusio requests from the same person cuz 😭😭😭

Recently me and my moots have been discussing about the Zayne kiss card be the Dawnfaker kiss and my beloved moot said that they did the card with the Dawnbreaker clothes and i-

Momma no need to do twice I know you're busy but like 😭😭😭😭 can I pretty please have this 🙏🏽🙏🏽🙏🏽🙏🏽🙏🏽🙏🏽🙏🏽🙏🏽

(If you don't, it's completely fine too!! You can delete the ask momma love youuuu)

Hii @anxiousgoddest ! 🌸

I’ll be open to taking any Illusio requests until the limited-time event is over on 08/01! So from now until then anyone can send in as many requests as they’d like — with the condition that I have them in my collection. I explained more about that in my original post.

I don’t mind capturing those kindled moments in various outfits and sharing them with the growing fandom, since I know not everyone has access to them or has been playing since game launch. I only ask for patience in return, as it requires some time to record and upload all of them.

I usually answer requests as I fulfill them, but since I can tag you later when I’m done I wanted to respond to let you know (or any one else who see this for that matter) that you can keep sending them in before the event ends.

I’ll be adding the following memory + outfits to my list:

Zayne’s Snowy Serenity w/ [Shadowfall Dusk]

Zayne’s Snowy Serenity w/ [Shadowfall Dawn]

[universal-verringbebe]

No because @anxiousgoddest has just unlocked some brain rot for me so here's the LADS boys if you ask them to growl

Zayne:

Tf did you just ask him?

He looks at you like you're dumb and proceeds to ignore the request

If you keep insisting, he grips your chin, looks in your eyes and just says "behave"

But inside he's thinking about it and knows how to catch you by surprise

You'll be watching a movie with him, completely at peace

He's holding your hand, rubbing circles in it as you're laying against his chest

Then all of sudden, he leans down to right next to your ear, nips it and gives you the sexiest lowest growl you've ever heard

You melt into a puddle as he looks at you, amused by your reaction

Further amused when you recover and drag him to the bedroom

Xavier:

Confusion™

What do you mean by growl, he only knows "meow" and "chirp"

You'll try to awkwardly explain and he's honestly just being a little shit because he knows exactly what you mean, he just wanted to bully you

Just when you give up, he tells you he'll give it a try

He grabs your hips to pull you close to his body, tucks your hair behind your ears

And from deep in his chest, he lets out a short low growl

You immediately start blushing and he smirks at your reaction

Whispers to you with a faint growl in his voice if you'd like to see if he sounds better in the bedroom

Rafayel:

He is flabbergasted

Did you forget he was a fish? What part of glub glub glub did you not understand

"Is this some kind of kink thing? Are you a furry?"

You tell him to forget about it in embarrassment but we all know this man will hold this over your head for the rest of your life

That said, later that evening, when he asks you to watch the sunset with him and you're relaxing in his embrace, back to front

You feel a vibration against your back and the sound of the softest growl, almost a whine

It should not have been as erotic as it was and you tense up

He grips you tighter and whispers "so you like that huh?"

Let's just say the night was young and he now has another weapon at his disposal to seduce you.

[yuzuocha]

Tara: Hey, where'd you buy your top?

MC: [turns to Zayne]

Zayne: ?

MC: Tara asked me where I bought you.

@anxiousgoddest calling you out

[bloomingdayswithyou]

Pillow Fight with Rafayel

Pairing: Rafayel x gn!reader

Words: 425

Warnings: none!

Request: by @anxiousgoddest "can you make something with pillow fight with Rafayel with some longing, unspoken feelings and timid affection?"

A/N: i'm not replying to your request because i want to keep it in case i'm able to write your other request in the future! I'm still not that deep into his lore (even though Zayne is my favorite) 🥹 still I hope you enjoy this one!

As the evening sun dipped below the horizon, casting hues of orange and pink across the sky, Rafayel's apartment seemed to bask in the warm glow of twilight. He and you had spent the day in a comfortable cocoon of companionship, your interactions marked by shared smiles, gentle touches, and the occasional playful tease. Yet, as the night descended, an electric energy crackled in the air, prompting Rafayel to suggest an impromptu pillow fight.

With a mischievous sparkle in his eyes, Rafayel seized a nearby pillow and launched it at you, a grin tugging at the corners of his lips as laughter bubbled up from deep within his chest. Feathers exploded into the air as you darted and danced around the living room, your movements fluid and graceful, their laughter a symphony of joy.

"Come on, catch me if you can!" Rafayel taunted, his voice filled with playful exuberance as he dodged another playful swing from you.

"You're going down!" you replied with a laugh, your eyes alight with mischief as you lunged forward, pillow in hand.

In the midst of your playful exchange, Rafayel found himself stealing furtive glances at you, his heart swelling with a warmth that transcended the simple joy of the moment. Beneath the surface of your lighthearted banter, he felt a depth of emotion stirring within him, an unspoken longing that begged to be acknowledged.

With each gentle swing of the pillow, Rafayel allowed his fingertips to brush against your skin, a silent caress that spoke volumes of the tenderness he felt in his heart. Your laughter filled the room, mingling with the soft rustle of feathers and the sound of your beating hearts, creating a symphony of love and joy that seemed to echo through the walls.

As the pillow fight drew to a close and the feathers settled around the both of you like a soft, downy snowfall, Rafayel found himself wrapped in the warmth of your embrace. In the quiet intimacy of the moment, he felt a sense of connection that transcended words, a silent understanding that bound you together in a way that words could never express.

And so, as Rafayel and you stood entwined in each other's arms, he knew that your unspoken affections would always serve as a silent bond between you, a testament to the depth of your connection and the power of your love. In that fleeting moment of quiet intimacy, he found solace in the knowledge that your love was as boundless as the universe itself, forever unspoken yet undeniably felt.

.

.

.

[hananoami]

Wanting to share my testimony here after momma entered my life ✊🏽✊🏽✊🏽😔😔😔

For the first time I got till phase 3 with NINE STARS

"Oh but Amanda it ain't much"

POOKIE IT IS 😭😭😭😭😭 I GENUINELY WENT SO FAR 😭😭😭😭😭😭

Fellas when momma says protocores change lives IT'S REAL ENHANCE YOUR PROTOCORES PAST 12 PLEASE IT WILL CHANGE YOUR LIFE

Protocores>>>>>actual card level>>>> being a 5 star or not.

Also regardless of anything TRY, it's just a game, you might be like me that after a long day you don't want to add more frustration but give it a try it might be a pleasant surprise 🫶🏽🫶🏽🫶🏽

Thank you so much momma of tutorials 🥹🥹🥹🥹🥹🥹 this changed my life 😭😭😭

BBY IM SO FREAKIN' PROUD OF YOU!!

Ahhh~ I'm totes excited to be celebrating your accomplishments!!! 🥳 It's okay if you didn't earn any medal for a round. A cleared stage will still reward you with some diamonds; that's 20 diamonds for your husbando funds~ Srsly, I'm so happy for you. Truly a proud momma moment 🥹 No matter how small your accomplishment may feel all progress is great progress. It's a testament to your hard work and dedication!

We all have to start off somewhere. I also struggled and spent countless hours grinding away trying to 3-star those battles. Just don't give up, keep trying your best! And level up those goat'd crit rates % delta protocores but those are bis lmao

Anyway, I'm currently working on compiling some more tips & tricks to help with Hunter Contest based on my own experiences. Please look forward to it~

[dawnbreakersgaze]

-nine people I'd like to get to know better:

The wonderful @zaynesaurora tagged me for this ♡♡ and she's an absolute doll pls go check out her amazing works if you haven't yet 😊

Last song:

Call me Yours- A foreign Affair (working on my Xavier Playlist atm)

Favorite colour:

Purples and blues. More on the cool tone side. I'll also never say no to a nice emerald green.

Currently watching:

SW- Bad Batch, S3 Ep 10. I'm not okay emotionally (no spoilers, but I'm so so sooo sad about the loss of a particular character who was my absolute favorite and UGH idk man I hurt).

Spicy/Savory/Sweet:

I'm bisexual 💅🏼 I'm canonically unable to pick anything lmao. It depends on my mood honestly. All three 😅 (this is a theme with me I'm sorry lol) but I reach for sweets a lot less than the other two.

Relationship status:

Married! Celebrated my 16th wedding anniversary this past February ♡ He's the cutest, sweetest person in the world honestly.

Current obsession:

Aside from the obvious LnDS one, Dungeons and Dragons takes a big chunk of my life (I play in two games during the week and run one game on Saturday nights), so I'm definitely your ~classic nerd~. But that might not surprise you if you've been around here long enough to remember me talking about my dice making history lol. Other obsessions are invert keeping (I have a pet tarantula collection), and Demon Slayer (I'm soooooo excited for the next season!! I saw the new episode in theaters and ahhhhh seeing my man Gyomei and my wife Mitsuri again was so healing 🥹 I'm so ready for them)

Tagging @nobodys-saviour @seaofgoldensand @anxiousgoddest @adoreddestiny @roll-of-royces

(I know it's not 9 but I think everyone else has been tagged like 3 or 4 times and I don't wanna pester lol. But also ignore this if you've done it already and I'm sorry 😅😅😅)

[yuzuocha]

LOVE AND DEEPSPACE BUT REALLY FAST ‣ PROLOGUE [CRACK]

@anxiousgoddest just know that this is all your fault

warnings ‣ ooc characterization, spoilers (obviously), and crack. lots of it

prologue | chapter ɪ | chapter ɪɪ | chapter ɪɪɪ | chapter ɪᴠ | chapter ᴠ | chapter ᴠɪ | chapter ᴠɪɪ | chapter ᴠɪɪɪ

･ listen to some linkon radi– ROLL CREDITS HE SAID THE THING

･ here is mc and mc is you but prettier

･ you but prettier was talking in class and the teacher called her up bc of it oooohhhhhhh she in troubleeeee

"you're a hunter now"

･ nevermind

"heres all the things you need to know about hunters"

"hunters are the ones who exclusively fight wanderers (except for when they don't)"

"hunters are strictly managed and checked (except for when they don't)"

"and hunters are incredibly capable and essentially are heroes (except for when they don't)"

･ nevermind the nevermind

"also your evol can't be measured, quirky"

"what's an evol again"

"game forgor to explain but remember everything this game tells you about evol and hunters and shit because NOTHING IS GOING TO MAKE SENSE UNTIL YOU READ THROUGH EVERYTHING"

･ neverminding the nevermind the nevermind as you put in information for some reason

"why do i need to put my personal information in front of everyone when you're a government run association"

"here's your badge" *throws*

"how reliable"

･ you but prettier wields a gun as their neutral special

･ also man nothing like new players heading straight into a dangerous area which is actually the hongdae station turned into— oh shit sorry wrong story i was reading orv while you but prettier and quirky girl friend were yapping

"ENEMY SPOTTED, SHOOT"

"ngl waking me up to a gun threat aint poggers yk"

"THE FUCK"

"ykw whatever im xavier and very unsuspicious"

"uhh"

"wait we gotta fight"

"FUCKING HELL"

･ you but prettier used the glock and sword boy used the sword like a sword boy should sword do sword sword do sw—

"anyway back to our very interesting yapping"

"you were taking a nap right smack where the new hunters were hunting and pulled me somewhere without my consent and you're eventually gonna get my phone number despite me never taking out my phone and you are unsuspicious"

"yes"

"roll for innocence"

"20"

"ah fuck whatever"

･ enemy waited for them to finish their long ass conversation smh my head

"ok now that we got that out of the way fill me with your essence while on your knees"

"what"

"what"

･ one essence filling on the knees later

"ok because you filled me with so much of your essence everyone exploded and is now gone"

"your essence filled me up a little too well, nothing's left"

"what"

"lol"

･ very unsuspicious goes poof

"yo mc what happened"

"a guy asked me to fill him up with my essence and nothing will make sense until you read everything"

"what"

"what"

･ nevermind

PROLOGUE, END

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lmk if you want chapter 1 soon

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