Pairing: LADS Men (All 5) x Fem!Reader Prompt: The moment they realise they want to spend their whole life with you Words: ~1.3k || 200-300 per LI Genre: Fluff, Comfort, Established relationship A/N: Highly recommend giving Urban Zakapa's "Nearness is to love" a listen to capture the mood! I need to be love like this smh
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Xavier has always wondered why he willingly abandons a good slumber and ignores the sting and soreness in his body just to see your face after every challenging mission.
âð·ð° ðŠð°ð¢ ð€ðððµ ðð ðµð° ðð°ð°ð ðŠð°ð¢ ð ð°ðððµâððð ððð ð?â
The lines of concern etched on your forehead deepen when he hasn't touched the porridge, all while swiftly checking to ensure you havenât missed tending to any of his injuries.
He realises then, that you opening the door after the first knock, with a home-cooked meal waiting for him even before the first rays of dawn, is why he always seeks you out first.
This is the person he wants to witness a lifetime of sunrises with, the one he never wants to see weighed down by worry due to his line of work.
Words fail him, so he gathers you in his arms. Revelling in the way your body moulds perfectly against his.
âðŒ ðð¢ð ðµ ðððð ðŠð°ð¢ ððð°ð ð.â
âððð¢ ððððððŠ ðððð ð¡ð ðð ðððð ðððððð¢ð,â you chide softly, eyes flicking up to meet his.
The concern in your gaze tugs at something deep within him.
Xavier now understands what it is to be unconditionally lovedâto be so genuinely cared for that someone would worry about his well-being above all else.
âðŒ ððð°ððð ð ðµð° ðð ðð°ðð ðððððð¢ð ðð ððµ ððððð ðŒ ððð âð°ðð ðŠð°ð¢ ðððð ðµâðð ðððððŠðµððð.â
Your eyes soften. âðð°ð¢ ð ððððŠ, ðŠð°ð¢ ðð°ð'ðµ ðððð ðððŠ ðððð ð°ð ðµð° âð°ðð ðð.â
The sensation of your fingers threading through his hair is pure heaven, and as you hold him tighter, you express that this embrace requires no further validation.
Bathed in hues of molten gold and fiery amber, Rafayel watches you set up the dining table with his aunt and Thomas, a scene he will cherish until his very last breath.
The laughter of his favourite people mingling with the rhythmic crash of waves is music to his ears.
âð ðð, ðð°ð'ðµ ðð¢ð ðµ ð ðµððð ðµâððð,â you call out. Tucking your hair behind your ear as the salty breeze whips strands across your face.
If only he could immortalise this scene on canvas, Rafayel muses.
But he knows that a painting would never do justice to fully conveying the true essence of this beauty.
âððŠ ðððð°ððð, ððð ðŒ ð ðµððð ðŠð°ð¢ ðð°ð ð ðð°ððððµ?â The quiver in his voice doesnât go amiss by anyoneâs notice as he approaches.
Thomas quirks a questioning brow, while his aunt's gaze softens, her smile somehow knowing as she glances between the two of you.
Normally, he would have a response ready as Thomas quips about the champagne warming, but not this time.Â
Not when everything else other than you fades into insignificance.
Overwhelmed with emotion, he pulls you in a tight hug as soon as you both are away from prying eyes, burying his face in the crook of your neck.
âðððð ðð,â his voice barely above a whisper, ââð°ð€ ððð ðŒ ðððð ðŠð°ð¢ ðð°ð ððŠð ððð, ðð°ððððð?â
You gently draw back and hold his cheeks, adoring the crimson spreading onto his face and ears, before murmuring tenderly against his lips, âðð°ð¢ ðððððððŠ âððð.â
At that very moment, it feels as though his heart might combust.
As if every whispered longing he's ever had has come true.
Perplexed is what Zayne always imagined he would feelâwishing to spend the rest of his life with someone is a huge commitment after all.
But now, his heart overflows with nothing but contentment and peace.
With his glasses and book perch on his lap, he attentively listens as you animatedly vent about one of your coworkers, sitting cross-legged beside him on the bed.
â...ðŒ'ð ð ð°ðððŠ, ðŒ ð âð°ð¢ððð'ðµ âððð ððððððð ð°ð. ðð°ð¢ ðð¢ð ðµ ðð ðµðððð ðµð°ðððŠ.â
Zayne frowns, cursing himself as you mistaken his prolonged silence and composed demeanour for indifference.
Setting his stuff aside, he draws you closer, pressing a tender kiss to your forehead as your arms circle around him.
âð¿ð°ðð, ðŒ ððð€ððŠð ðððð°ðŠ âðððððð ðŠð°ð¢ ðµððð. ððððð ð ððððð ð ðµð°ð ð âððððð ðŠð°ð¢ð ðµâð°ð¢ðâðµð ð€ððµâ ðð.âÂ
A small content sigh leaves his lips as you nestle closer to him, the warmth of your embrace seeping into his very soul.
Long fingers gently stroke your hair as you voice out concern about adding to his mounting stress with your words.
âðð°ð¢ ðð°ð¢ðð ððððð ðð ð ðð¢ðððð,â he murmurs, lips brushing your temple. âðð°ð¢ð ðð°ððð ðð ð€âððµ ððððð ðð ðððð ððµ âð°ðð. ðð°ð¢ ðððð ðððððŠðµâððð ðððµðµðð, ðð°ð'ðµ ðððð ðµâððð ð°ðµâððð€ðð ð.â
Sometimes he wonders if he truly deserves the depth of love and understanding you provide, a treasure more valuable than any he has ever known.
He is not an easy man to love, yet you wholeheartedly embrace his complexities.
In that quiet moment, with the soft glow of moonlight filtering through the curtain, he knows with certainty that you occupy a space in his life that no one else can fill.
âðð°ð¢ ððð ð°ðð¢ðµð ðð¢ððð°ð°ð!â your voice trembles with fury as you cock your gun at him. âðâð° ðð ðµâððð ðððâðµ ðððð ð€ð°ð¢ðð ð€ððð ðððµð° ð ðµððð ð€ððððððððŠ? ðð°ð¢ ðð°ð¢ðð âððð ðððð!â
Despite having just slain dozens of degenerates and currently staring down the barrel of your gun, Sylusâs head is oddly silent.
The sight of his enemiesâ blood staining your clothes, your hair tousling messily from its ponytail, and the blazing intensity in your eyesâevery detail captivates him completely.
Fuck him, youâre perfect.
Exasperated by his grin, you continue calling him all the names in the book: reckless idiot, brainless fool, dumbassâŠ
But heâs your idiot.
Sylus watches your eyes widen as he closes the distance between you, your mouth opening to protest, âð·ð°ðâðµ ðŠð°ð¢ ðððð ððââ but before you can finish, he discards your gun aside with alarming speed, lips crashing against yours with a fervour that matches your fury.
Itâs not a gentle kiss, itâs an explosion of emotions; a release of all the anger, fear, and love that has been building up.
âðŒâð ð ð°ðððŠ ðð°ð ð ðððððð ðŠð°ð¢,â he says breathlessly, resting his forehead against yours.
Strong hands pull you closer, and he smiles, sensing your fury starting to dissipate as you melt into his cocoon. âð¢ð ðð°ðð ðð ðŒ âððð ðŠð°ð¢, ð ð€ðððµâððððµ, ðð° ð°ðð ððð ðµððð ððâð¢ð âðð°ð€ð ððð ðððŠ.â
When you respond to him with another creative jibe, calling him a âðµâððð-âððððð ð°ððâ, his deep laughter booms through the room.
No one else can and will challenge him like you do, and he lives for it.
Caught in the back-and-forth of your wit and spirit, craving the spark you kindle within him with every word.
âð¶ðððð!â
The moment your wide smile graces your features upon spotting him down the store aisle, it robs out all the oxygen in his lungs.
Caleb has always known that this relationship is different from his past onesâthe thought of seeing you in his future teasing his brain occasionally.
But when you skip to him, with excitement dancing in your eyes, it hits him that he will give everything just to witness that radiance again.
Every day for the rest of his life.
âðâððð ðŠð°ð¢ ððð!â You slip your hand into his and intertwine your fingers together. âðŒ ðððð ðŠð°ð¢ð âððð ððððâððð ðµâðð ððµðð ðµâððŠâðð ðð¢ðµ ð¢ð ð ð° âððâ.â
Heâll let you lead him to whichever section of the market, and he'll damn well help you get whatever you want, even if itâs questionable whether you need it or not.
Another mini planter for your succulents? Sure, heâll even buy all of the different designs for you.
When you ask him if heâs alright, noticing his dazed expression, he straight up pulls you into his embrace and kisses the top of your head, murmuring, âðŒ âð°ðð ðŠð°ð¢âðð ðððð ðð ðððð ðð ðµð° ðððµ ðµâð°ð ð ð¢ðððððâðððð ððµððð .â
If he is misty-eyed amidst the bustling grocery store, it doesnât concern him in the least.
You smile up at him in confusion, noticing the sentimental mood in his eyes. Standing on tiptoes, you give him a quick peck and melt in the warmth of his arms, feeling the beat of his heart against your cheek.
No other place feels as secure and comforting as being in each otherâs arms.
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The suitors are gone. The palace has fallen silent.
Odysseus stands there, covered in red from head to toe. The emptiness in his chest had only grown deeper with each released arrow, each scream of the victims.
He lifts his head, and his gaze falls upon the stone owl he had built long ago. An altar for his guardian, his mentor. He steps forward, staring emptily at the statue, and suddenly he feels her.
She stands to his right, her energy and presence unmistakable.
Athena looks down upon him, almost through him, a certain sadness in her eyes. They say nothing.
The goddess can't help but wonder whether all of this could have been avoided, had they not fought all those years ago. She can't help but wonder if she could prevent the same thing from happening again.
Maybe they could do that together.
Yes, she concluded. Together sounds nice.
hi this might be a strange askð as a girly who bleeds like a faucet and experiences tremendous pain when on her period, i wonder how the Lads men would react to a blood stain when they wake up in the morning? And take care of their beloved having cramps and other symptoms... okay thank you!!ð©·ð©·
pairings in order: xavier x fem! reader, zayne x fem! reader, rafayel x fem! reader, sylus x fem! reader, caleb x fem! reader summary: when you stain the bed sheets/ blankets + period comfort genre: fluff fluff + comfort a/n: hihi anonnie! âž(ïœ¡Ë áµ Ë )âžâ¡ dun worry this is not a weird ask at all bc i genuinely think they're gonna be so caring this time (à·ËáµËà·)â¡ the reaction to the blood stain is below the headcanons ! i hope it was alright and that you enjoy reading ! (â©ËoËâ©)â¡ any likes and reblogs are always appreciated! enjoy!
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Xavier:
This absolute angel will be taking care of you every single day of the week. He sometimes can get a little confused because your cramps can be unpredictable. Sometimes they fade away and other times they return immediately so heâs sticking by your side the entire time until every single one of them goes away. From snuggles to feeding you to your favorite meals and snacks until you need a little space from him. He hates to see you in pain and heâll do everything he can to make this entire week easier for you.
He might go overboard on buying your favorite snacks that you two might not even finish the entire month. He might even buy something on his way there that reminded him of you as a little gift to make you cheer up
Whenever cramps hit, his hand gently spreads across your lower abdomen, soothing away the tension and untangling the knots in your muscles. He kneads softly and if itâs not enough, heâll lay in between your legs, offering a comforting pressure and his warmth to relieve the pain away. He'll leave some kisses on your lower abdomen and stomach even though it might not fully relieve the pain.
When your mood swings hit, heâs never fazed at all. Heâll listen patiently, letting you talk through your feelings and every frustration that comes up. To him, itâs never a burden.
ââââ
The iron grip that Xavier had around you in the morning was strong, even more so than usual when you try to slip out of bed. As much as you want to stay in his arms, you notice a glimpse of a faint stain at the sheets from last night reminding you of your period. Gently, you try to wake him up, planting soft kisses along his skin and caressing his cheek.
âFive more minutes..â He mumbles, nuzzling into your touch. A warm blush spread across your face as you told him that the sheets had been stained. Slowly, his eyes flutter open while loosening his hold on you. As you both got up and started to pull the sheets off, he stopped you, shaking his head softly. âItâs alright. Go freshen up,â He smiles softly, âIâll take care of the sheets.â
You quickly freshen up in the bathroom, hurrying to change out of your pajamas and into your new ones, hoping to at least help Xavier with the bed. But as soon as you step out, the sheets have already changed and the bed looks as fresh as it did when you first laid down. Even the plushies on your side of the bed were neatly placed back.
Xavier soothes out the sheets, his focus shifting towards you the moment you walk in. His expression softens with concern, âHow are you feeling? Does it hurt a lot?â Before you can answer, heâs guiding you back carefully toward the bed, his hand resting on your lower abdomen with a comforting pressure. âHow about we order in some food? Anything youâre craving? Pick whatever you want.â
Zayne:
When Zayne is around during your period, you donât have to worry about anything. The house will be clean, meals will be made or delivered, and youâll be fully cared for.
Despite his busy schedule, Zayne always makes sure to take care of you as much as he can. You don't have to worry about running out of supplies or sweets because he's already gotten them for you. and Zayne never runs out of sweets. Heâll go through his calendar to make sure you have everything you need before your period starts. Heâll have everything you need such as things like pads/ tampons, heating pads, or medicine to ease the discomfort.
Sore boobs? Bra is unclipped, removed, and his hands are quickly on them, kneading them softly and gently. Whispers in your ear, "Is this alright?" "How does this feel?" which makes ovulation come by way quicker
Whenever nausea hits you during your period, heâs quick to make you a soothing cup of ginger or peppermint tea, or anything that will help you settle your stomach. When hot flashes happen, heâll become your personal ice back to help you cool off.
During his breaks, heâll check in on you and to see if youâd like a sweet treat later when he gets home. Even if you donât want any, heâll make sure to pick something up for you.
He also shares some helpful tips heâs learned about menstruation, like how to position a pillow a certain way in between your legs to ease your cramps when heâs not around and when he is there, heâll replace the pillow with himself. If youâre up to it, he might suggest some light yoga or some walking. Heâs learned that certain stretches can relieve pelvic pressure and heâll do them all with you.
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Your eyes flutter open, the comforting warmth of Zayne enveloping beside you. His hand rests gently on the small of your back, rubbing soothing circles as he reads. You groan softly, a sharp familiar ache stirs on your lower abdomen, hoping itâs just a stomach ache and not the possibility that it might be the start of your period.
Zayneâs gaze shifts towards you, setting his book down on the nightstand. âGood morning. How are you feeling?â He asks softly. âToday could be the first day of your cycle. I suggest you freshen up and check.â Zayne had been tracking your cycles since the beginning of your relationships, his predictions had been right most of the time. The moment you shift out of bed, you felt that familiar discomfort flowing down between your legs, confirming he was in fact right.
As you move toward the bathroom door, he grabs a fresh set of clothes for you, closing the door behind you with a soft click as he tends to the small stain left behind on your shared bed. He had noticed it before you, not drawing attention to it so you donât have to worry about a thing.
You quickly freshened up and changed, hoping he hadnât noticed the stain but as soon as you opened the bathroom door, he was calmly tending the bed already. Before you could speak or apologize, he was already ahead of you. âI changed the sheets,â He said softly, âIâll make you some tea.â He gently pulls you closer to him, pressing a soft and reassuring kiss to the top of your head.
âIâm sorry I didnât mean to stain the bed.. I shouldâve cleaned it.â Zayne shook his head, his lips curving into a gentle small smile.
âYou donât need to be sorry for something you canât control. Itâs natural. Now what would you like for breakfast?â
Rafayel:
Rafayel becomes your personal heating pad, carefully using his evol to warm your lower abdomen just enough to bring you comfort and to get rid of your cramps.
Cuddles with lots of soft feather-like kisses that make you giggle from how it tickles but not to the point where youâre squirming uncontrollably. He playfully talks to your abdomen as he slowly massages it. âFree her! Sheâs had enough! Let me take her pain!â to lighten your mood during discomfort
Rafayel never misses a chance to shower you with compliments. He knows how you might feel icky or uncomfortable with yourself during this time so he makes sure to lift you up instead, reminding you how beautiful and strong you are. Heâs not letting you forget how deeply he loves and appreciates you.
Heâll also have some medicine in stock if you need it, bringing you a cooling compress to gently press against your forehead whenever your head hurts/ hot flashes
Bubble baths with him are a must. He knows how intense your cramps can be from knowing how much your cramps affect you and he believes a warm bubble bath will help. Heâs super gentle, running his hands through your hair while soft massaging your lower abdomen to provide soothing relief.
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Your eyes flutter open, the soft sounds of seagulls calling from outside the window stirring you awake from your sleep. Rafayel is already awake, propped up on his elbow, his gaze fixed on you with a soft smile. He watches as you stir awake, his heart warming at the sight beside him.
âGood morning cutie,â The corners of his lips slightly crinkled at the corners as he watched you. As much as you want to soak in this peaceful and intimate moment with him, that sharp pain in your lower abdomen makes you curl further into a ball, a small groan escaping your lips. The discomfort makes your face scrunt up and Rafayel immediately notices. âAww, is it shark week already?â He teases, gently cupping your lower abdomen before massaging it in slow, soothing circles. âHow about a bubble bath? Maybe thatâll help.âÂ
The two of you slowly get out of bed, the flow of your blood makes the discomfort even worse. As you glance down, your heart sinks when you spot a stain on your side of the bed, making you feel a little embarrassed. Rafayel notices at the same time and gives you a reassuring smile as he reaches out to gently squeeze your hand. âDun worry. Iâve got it covered. Iâll take care of everything.â He flashes a playful wink as he guides you toward your shared bathroom. âAnd Iâll make sure to take care of those sharks for ya later, promise.â
He helps you sit on the edge of the bathtub, adjusting the water to just the perfect temperature. While you settle in, he quickly leaves the room. You hear the soft rustle of the sheets being pulled away as he tosses them into the laundry bin and he later comes back holding a fresh set of clothes for the both of you.
âIâll make sure the bedâs all fresh when weâre done.â He leans down, kissing your forehead, his lips lingering for a second before he pulls back. âIâve got it all covered cutie.â
Sylus:
Sylus makes sure to put a lot of effort to make sure you were absolutely comfortable. Heâll provide as many meals, snacks, pillows, and blankets as you need. Whatever you want, heâll provide it all for you. Thereâs no need for you to lift a finger or even a leg this week.
Anything you crave? He's already got it or it's on its way in a few minutes. If you want him to prepare a meal he'll make it for you or he'll get a personal chef to make it for the both of you so he can stay by your side.
If youâre dealing with a headache, heâll close the curtains and dim the lights before pressing soft kisses to your forehead. After that, heâll grab you some medicine to ease the pain and make you a cup of tea to make it all go away.
Sylus understands the pain youâre in and how sluggish you feel. Without hesitation, he curls up beside you, his warmth enveloping you. He showers you with gentle kisses, whispering soothing words.
He gives you all the massages you want. His large hands are heavenly on you, massaging any area that you want relief. Itâs so soothing that it has your eyes fluttering shut as the tension melts away under his touch.
If any tears start to fall and you canât explain why, heâs there by your side. He murmurs sweet things and reassurance to your ear and later pampers you if it makes you feel better.
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You wake up to a dull ache in your lower abdomen, curling closer to Sylus to seek comfort in his embrace. Your limbs tangle together and though it should bring you relief, it doesnât ease the sting. As you shift, you feel the dampness through your pajamas, your stomach sinks with the idea that you mightâve stained his expensive sheets.
Not wanting to disturb his peaceful slumber, you gently stir Sylus awake. His eyes flutter open slowly, his muscles relaxing to see you. âHmm..? Since when did you start waking up earlier than me sweetie?â His voice low and raspy, pulling you even closer to bury his face in the crook of your neck.
You hesitate for a moment before explaining, âI think I might have stained the bed..It might be my first day..â
He pulls away slightly, âYou think you stained the bed?â He places a hand on your lower abdomen, his fingers slowly try to massage the ache away. âHow much does it hurt right now? Can you walk?â
You give him a small reassuring smile, âI should be fine..just uncomfortable.â His touch lingers for a little longer before he nods.
âGo change, Iâll take care of everything.â His voice stays calm and reassuring. Despite your offer to help, Sylus shakes his head with a gentle smile. âDonât worry about it, Iâll get it done.â
By the time you return, Sylus has nearly finished changing the sheets. You walk over to him, trying to help smooth out the sheets, a small frown tugging at your lips as you worry about the stain going through the mattress. âWhat if I ruined the bed? I didnât mean to..â
Sylus turns to you, a soft chuckle escaping him. He steps closer, his hand gently cupping the back of your head before pressing a soft kiss, his lips grazing your hair. âIt's just a bed sweetie. Besides, what matters is that youâre okay. Iâll handle everything here. Just focus on getting some rest.â
Caleb:
Caleb is experienced in this area when it comes to taking care of you during your period. Heâs been there since the very beginning of it all. He remembers exactly what type of pads/ tampons you use and itâs second nature for him to pick them up from the store without a second thought. Heâs never uncomfortable walking through the feminine care aisle at all.
He makes sure to pick up the snacks you love and doesnât hesitate to text you if you were craving anything specific so he can pick it up before he comes home. He also picks up ingredients for your favorite meals, knowing the comfort of a delicious home cooked meal will bring a smile to your face.
Speaking of food, heâll prepare you some warm and comforting meals that he knows will help you feel better. Heâll make sure you eat every single bite, gently encouraging you not to skip any meals.
Heâll come into your room with a tray of ice cream, loaded with your favorite flavors and toppings. âHey pip-honey, I got you some of your favorite ice cream. Iâll make you whatever you want. I can whip up a sundae for you even if itâs just a Thursday."
He hates to see you in pain, it breaks his heart. Heâs silently cursing the universe for making you go through this, wishing he could take it all away. But for now what he can do is stay by your side, massaging you as long as you need. His hands are gentle and steady, warming up heating pads and placing them on your lower abdomen to give you some relief. As he does this, he softly murmurs sweet reassurances in your eat and that 'Calebâs here to help you through it.'
Caleb handles your mood swings pretty well and has so much patience. He never minds if youâre feeling grouchy or irritable. Whenever your emotions get the best of you and you snap a little, heâs always there to listen, letting you vent about anything you have a problem with.
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âHey..hey pipsqueak..â Caleb murmurs as he brushes a lock of hair from your face. âJuust for a second.. I need you to wake up.â Your eyes flutter open and that familiar sharp ache in your lower abdomen makes you wince, instinctively curling into yourself. âDoes it hurt? Do you want me to carry you to the bathroom?â You shake your head, not wanting to get up from his embrace just yet.
âmm..whatâs going on?â You mumble sleepily.
âI need to change the sheets real quick,â His voice a little sheepish. âThen you can go back to sleep. Iâll make you some breakfast and you can stay right here okay?â You sigh as a gentle protest but nod. As you slowly sit up, the discomfort of the flow makes itself known as you make your way to the bathroom.
Youâve grown up together and something as natural as this could not make him see you any differently. Heâs seen it all, the awkward moments, the cramps, the emotional and physical mess youâve been through. Despite the discomfort you feel, heâs always there to help and tries his absolute best to make this easier for you.Â
He quickly strips the bed, changing the sheets to something more comfortable and fluffing your pillows just the way you like them. By the time you step back into your room, freshly changed, the bed is already made up neatly.
âThere,â He says with a bright smile as his gaze locks on you. âAll nice and cozy just for you pipsqueak.â He pulls you back into bed, pressing a soft kiss to the top of your head. âNow, get some rest. Iâll take care of everything else.â
cr. for the divider @/ cafekitsune
a/n: also the caleb and the sundae part is a reference to a tiktok im still trying to find it bc i have to many edits saved-
here's a post i wrote that's similar to this! only all four of them for now When You're On Your Period
my other works if you want to check it out! Love And DeepSpace Masterlist Pg.1 , Pg.2
Love and Deepspace Fanfic
When you broke a glass by accident, what would be his reaction? And when he sees you scared, what will he say to you as a response?
Genre: fluff, comfort/no hurt Pairing: Xavier x fem!reader (usage of Starlight as nickname) Words: 965 Warning: none!
Zayne's || Rafayel's || Sylus' || Caleb's
The loud shattering glass sound resounds in the small apartment.
After finishing a full week of additional work, killing Wanderer in places that were not their verdict, the long-awaited holiday has come. Xavier who loves his sleep has no problem finishing his workload, even faster than what Jenna told him. With his own work finished, he decided to help his partner, knowing fully that it was a high-level fight and not wanting his partner to be hurt.
At one point, Xavier was glad that he arrived on time, not letting his partner get any wounds. The only problem was the overtime and how they barely got any time to rest. Xavier could just sleep all day to get his energy charged, but knowing his partner, Xavier has decided to prepare something for the two of them so they can relax together.
Yet, when Xavier calls her over, she wants to help him prepare for their leisure time. With the food that he has ordered and the drinks that they bought before they got the mission, Xavier has to tell her that she didnât need to lift a finger. He was the host, he was the one who invited her to his house, and it was his responsibility to prepare everything. Her stubbornness left him to let her do anything she wanted in exchange for him to cuddle with her.
âStarlight?â Xavier called out, his voice laced with worry. It didnât take too long before his face popped up in the kitchen. He could see the way her shoulders shiver, face full of worry and fear. âStarlight, what happened? Are you alright?â
âIâm ⊠Iâm so sorry, Xavier. I ⊠I didnât know what happened to me, my hand suddenly became weak and I accidentally dropped your glass.â
Xavier notices the change, how her voice becomes shaky and smaller with each second. Her eyes never found his since he stood near her. Still trying to find what worries her so much, Xavier reaches out his hand towards her, trying to be the anchor for her and calm her down. He didnât like how she responded with just a glass being broken.
âStarlight, will you look at me?â With his guiding voice, calm and grounding, she slowly looked at Xavierâs blue eyes, trying to see if there was any anger inside his eyes. âAre you hurt? Did the shard of the glass get into you? Or did you step on it by accident?â
Xavier could see how she shook her head, hand still shaking a bit. It took a lot from him to keep calm, he didnât like the way she got cautious around himâover a broken glass. Is there something bothering her? Is there something that left her shaking like now? What was the real reason for her response? Was there someone who shouted or scared her when she clumsily broke a glass?
With a shake of her head, she said, âIâm okay ⊠but I need to clean this. I ⊠I will be the one responsible for it! I will also pay you, or I will buy you a new one âŠ!â
âStarlight, itâs okay.â Xavierâs voice became softer, clenching her heart more. Why is his response like this? âYou can just sit and rest, I told you I will be the one to prepare everything. Ah, Iâm not blaming you.â
âWhy are you ⊠so calm about this?â
âBecause you didnât need to overthink it.â Xavierâs hand finally reached her cheek, caressing it and grounding her even more.
His touch was gentle, telling her that she didnât need to think about anything, to be scared of anything, or for her to be wary about her surroundings. He wouldnât ever shout, nor blame her for breaking his glass. He could easily get another one, and he could replace it anytime. All Xavier wanted was for her to be safe.
âNow, letâs get you out of this mess first, okay?â Xavier offered a smile, asking for permission. When he got a nod as an answer, he didnât waste time before lifting her and bringing her to his couch, letting her rest there. âI will be back in a short while, so wait here.â
âIâm sorry, Xavier.â Her words cut deeper than he could have imagined. He could even feel how her finger held onto his hoodie. âIâm so sorry, Xavier. I didnât mean to act though and mess it up. I didnât ⊠I shouldnât have âŠ.â
âStarlight, Iâm not mad at you. Iâm not angry at you too for not listening to me. Whatâs more, Iâm worried about you. If youâre hurt or if you got the shard by accident. Youâre really sure that youâre okay, right? That alone is enough for me.â
Xavier squatted down in front of her, holding both of her hands before stroking the back of her palm with his thumbs. He could sense a cold feeling from her, showing how much she was scared about his reaction. Yet, the smile, the look Xavier gives, and the way he speaks to her, everything made her realize how important she is to him. As long as she is safe and unhurt.
âLet me take care of it, it wonât be too long and I will be back by your side in no time. Will you wait for me?â With a nod given by her, Xavier finally stood up, making sure he left traces of a kiss on her face. Her cheeks, her forehead, and the crown of her head. âNext time, you didnât need to be so scared, I wonât ever get mad at you. And it was only glass, we can buy a new one, also I prefer it to be a couple. For you and me, okay, Starlight?â
Manifesting Lumiere...
Morning after Long Work Days
CONTENT: a little suggestive ... which it is not as this will get a Part 2. Fluff, sleepy weepy. Mainly FLUFF and Comfort...
The first rays of sun slipped through the closed curtains illuminating the room in a warm yellow orange glow. I have been up since a long time but not able to move or shift and my arms and legs have numbed out by now. Why you may askâŠ
Well, the problem is, there is this 6ft boyfriend of mine practically sleeping on top of me and I donât have a heart to wake him up or move him and just ⊠I have giving up at this point. This has been going on since 4:30 am, but one thing I can say, he looked peaceful enough for me to just âŠâŠ (deep breathe) appreciate him.
The sunlight hit his face just at the right angle to illuminate his features, Xavier lays on my chest, like an ethereal god. The last few days were hard for both of us with the amount of wanderer appearance and night duties we both pulled through, barely resting and just going on and on. And looking at both of us walking around like zombies at the association, Jenna at last called us to her office and told us to get a leave. Both me and Xavier didnât remember how we returned home or if we ate anything or even bathe. I just remember somehow, I got those leather straps and work clothes off and just wear one of Xavierâs hoodies and shorts and falling on bed, and then as I drifted off, I did feel a oh so light kiss on my forehead and being enveloped in a warm embraced and soon I was out like a light.
And now, here I am being crushed by my 6ft boyfriend Xav, who looks much better and I am happy that he got is much deserved rest. This sweetheart of mine couldnât even take a proper nap in past 1 week. Looking at his face, his mouth just slightly open, his chest going up and down sync with my heartbeat, his arms hanging loosey around me, legs dangling off and his face on my neck. It felt good to be trust like this by a person. A person, even if everyone says âXavier is the best hunter out there, Xavier this, Xavier thatâŠâ treating him as something dangerous, or a lethal weapon, but in the end of the day, he is too a person who needs to rest which he doesnât get much due to his active hearing or alertness. Therefore, seeing this idiot of my bf, forgetting the world and sleeping soundly like a baby on top of me, yes, he a person to me first before he is the best hunter in Linkon.
Thoughts like these were running wild in my head as I slowly caressed his head and ran my fingers through his hair. Letting out a heavy sigh and deep in my thoughts, I didnât feel him shift closer to me until I felt a soft and feather like kiss on my neck followed by him nuzzling his nose and sniffing me.
âStop that brain of yours from overthinking, its going to break soon enough.â He said softly.
âSorry, did I wake you up?â I asked him letting my fingers graze his back, along his spine which sent a shiver down his body as he shifted again and at last faced me.
âWhy you up now?â he said nuzzling into my chest like a literal cat and a laughter bubbled out of me.
âOH, my handsome sweet pie, love of my life, cutie of a boyfriend.â I said pampering him with kisses on his hair and forehead... getting cute aggression just by looking at him and how soft and cuddly he looked.
âAhhhhh ahhhâŠ. NoooooooâŠ. Not yetâ he said with a shriek as I attack him and embrace the shit out of him, murmuring words of nothing and everything, and he tried to protest that he didnât like being pampering, but THIS IDIOT LIKED IT. I knew it. He acted as he repelled it but leaned more closer to me as I continued on with my playful assault on him. And he did let me, until I found my arms being pinned on my side.
âSeriously XavâŠâ I looked at him. Those night blue eyes looking right at me. There was a gleam to it, a liveliness to it which was gone this week. I let out a deep sigh, kissing his crown saying âWelcome back my prince charmingâ with a small smile.
He stilled for a moment, before relaxing again, âWhy welcome me back? I was hereâŠâ
âYeah, you were, physically, but mentally you were exhausted as f⊠and yaâ I said caressing his head and scratching his scalp lightly âbut that liveliness and happiness was not there⊠which are back again as you ⊠I hope you did get some good sleep?â
âSOME GOOD SLEEP? No... I had the best sleep of my life today honestly. âHe said with a laugh and at last rolled off me. I grunted slightly shifting to my side and saw him looking at me.
âWhat?â
âIt looks painfulâ he said with a amused face.
I playfully hit his head âIts all your fault but ya ... I donât mind itâ I smiled at him.
He embraced me again kissing my nose and then my lips before I stopped him. âNot now⊠you smell and I donât remember if we brushed out teeth or what not ⊠Sorryâ
âYou denied me KISSES? And even EARLY IN THE MORNING? I have been betrayed.â He said with a exaggerated sigh âBetrayed by my own star⊠what a terrifying thing to wake up to. This is not my reality. Come here ⊠lets sleep again and wake up in our reality where you let me kiss youuuuuâ he said trying to hug me again but I slipped past his arms and sat up.
âNOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO DONâT GET UPPPPâŠ... Plweaseeeeeeeâ
I let out a laugh, âIdiot⊠get up now. We didnât bathe yesterday and I feel dirty all over.â
He looks at me with his classic smirk⊠âAre you perhaps suggesting something to me sweetheart?â
âMAYBE⊠but my idiot of a boyfriend wonât get up soâŠâ I trailed off and got up from the bed to go to the washroom.
Soon after, I heard a knock on the washroom door and then saw Xavierâs face poke out, âIs the offer still valid yet?â
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Sooooo.. even if i am swamped with college works due to exams and having writers block since forever, I made a line art of xavier yesterday night and
EARLY IN THE DAMMASS MORNING MY INSPIRATION HIT ME LIKE A SNOWSTROM
Hopefully you guys will this ð , wanted to write a fanfic for so long and I at last did...
Might post this on AO3 ð«£ðµâð«
But whatever
ENJOYYYY
Originally for my friend in the LaDs server Iâm in.
After learning about Xavier's myth, finally, I'm feeling soft for him. Meanwhile I mostly started liking Xav more already because of my friend. So now I'm going to be soft about him on main.
When the light of the early morning sun filtered gently through the curtains of your apartment, you awoke to the feeling of an arm slung over your waist. Cradled gently in Xavier's arms, you carefully turn over to look at him. It wasn't as though seeing his sleeping face was uncommon, but it was as novel as the first time you'd been graced with the sight.
Despite his nature, Xavier always tried his best to be awake to spend time with you. Your hunting partner even had his notification volume at a decibel you were certain no one else ever would just to make sure he didn't miss your texts and calls when you were apart.
You couldn't help yourself and brushed your fingers over his forehead, brushing back the hair covering the skin there to plant a tender kiss on the uncovered area. A giggle had to be stifled when his nose scrunched a little and he pulled you deeper into his embrace, inadvertently forcing you to bury your face in his shoulder. There was a happy hum, barely there, when Xavier finished shifting you to be closer. The feeling was a bit ticklish as the vibrations of the noise rumbled in his throat.
You decided the dawn was too early to rise and begin the day, especially when your prince still yet slept. So you slowly sunk deeper into the peaceful quiet Xavier brought you and returned to the land of dreams to greet your lover. The noon sun would be next to bring you back to the waking world. Plenty of time to frolic in starlit fields with the man who would give you his everything just to make you happy.
The next you woke, the feeling of soft hands and softer kisses brought you into wakefulness. Xavier's fleeting touches gentling you into the waking world. "Good morning, my star. The night was long, but you were there in my dreams. So it wasn't too bad being asleep all this time," were the first words to light upon still sleep drowned ears. "Good morning, Xavier," you got out sleepily, smiling when he responded with another kiss; this time on the lips.
"We could stay here. There's still time," Xavier began. "Whatever you decide, whatever you want- I want that, too."
"We could. Buuut- I'm sure you're hungry by now," was your reply. Which was promptly met by a still bleary-eyed look of eagerness, your bunny-like boyfriend enjoying the idea of eating. "I've got you." And then you were being carefully scooped up into his arms and set down. He shuffled forward, holding you up while still rubbing the remaining drowsiness from sleep-soft features. The rest of the short noontime was spent in such a way. The two of you groggily moving together, Xavier taking care to hold up most of your weight and thoughtfully move thing and hand them to you when necessary. It was sweet. Your sleepy boy doing his best to help your equally sleepy self, holding onto you tight all the while.
He gave you a silent look of apology while you made breakfast, wishing he could do it for you. But while he was highly capable as a hunter, the kitchen was certainly not a battlefield he could brave. Which meant that whenever you caught glances of him whilst moving about the kitchen, you saw his eyes stuck to your form. Xavier's eyes never once strayed, watching you now that he was given the opportunity to stare. You were perfect in his eyes. So strong, so capable- Even able to do things he couldn't. You couldn't help matching his hopeless smile, teeth peeking out before your hand covered the upward curve of your lips. This was met with a pout and a certain hunter stalking towards you to move your hand. "Don't do that. I like your smile."
You were cheesing again. Silly man.
An entire day off spent together is a day well spent, no matter how you chose to fill those precious few hours.
A movie together, dinner, getting ready for bed...
Laying down with him, arms once again secure around your middle and face nuzzling into your nape with a tender "I love you", you wanted to do it all over again. All the simple and mundane days you got to spend with your shooting star that made all your wishes come true. You'd gather up all the stardust of the quiet moments together until next you could hold this fleeting star in your arms.
At last i did start my fanart of Xavier. ..
Lets goo.....
ððð but i dont know when i will finish it ...
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Xavier is for the people who have always listened to otherâs woes but themselves never been on the receiving end of the same gratitude. He will hear you out and let you cry and rant to your heart's content.
Xavier is for the people who have always had to do everything on their own and have become used to only relying on themselves. Heâll let you do your thing but will always have your back when you need him.
Xavier is for the people who have always been in positions of responsibility. Heâll let you take the lead but will also be there to himself lead and take care of things if you ask him to.
Xavier is for those who enjoy museum dates and book fairs. He will share random historical facts with you. He will read to you as you two cuddle in bed. He will discuss and rave about those minor characters in obscure book series that no one talks about.
Xavier is for those who sometimes just donât wanna head out and would rather chill at home. Heâd order your comfort food, co-op with you on your games and join you for movie nights, and warm snuggles.
Xavier is for the people who sometimes donât wanna talk and simply enjoy the comfortable silence. He'll lay out with you on the rooftop or join you at the balcony/window so you both can quietly stargaze, and enjoy the serenity of each otherâs company.
Xavier is for those who find it difficult to express themselves, who have always been so guarded, who feel a lot but simply canât find the right words to say. He will be patient and wait for you, no matter how long it takes.
Xavier is for the foodies. He will never judge your weird eating habits and will even join you for a late night snack.
Xavier is for the people who cherish small, seemingly insignificant gestures. Heâll place his hand on the sharp corners of a table when you bend your head to pick up a fallen spoon/fork. One look into your eyes and heâll do that task that you wordlessly request him to. Heâll twirl your locks around his fingers, play with your hair, and kiss you out of nowhere at random times â¡
this was requested by someone on reddit DMs â¡ who saw similar posts for other LIs..
Â©ïž Xavier divider is my own. Credit me if you use â¡
âš Xavier |âïžZayne |ðšRafayel |ðŠââ¬Sylus |ðCaleb
Dad!Xavier falls asleep all the time on the play mats during tummy time. You have a lot of pictures of the two of them snoozing together, Xavierâs hand on the babyâs back to keep them safe.
Dad!Xavier can and will eat the babyâs food out of curiosity. I mean, itâs right there and he wants to know what the baby is eating. They like this weird peas and carrots mixture so it has to taste good, right? Youâve also definitely caught him stealing the babyâs unfinished cheerios.
Dad!Xavier likes to take the baby outside and sit with them under the stars. He loves the way the stars reflect in their eyes. He'll teach them about them when the baby is older.
Dad!Xavier always manages to put the baby down for bed easier than you do. You donât know how he does it but they could be crying up a storm in your arms and the second he takes them, theyâre out like a light. It always makes him smile.
Dad!Xavier spends hours in the rocking chair. He likes to hold the baby against his chest and just rock for hours. Youâve found them asleep like that.
Dad!Xavier likes to lay on the ground with the baby and just listen to them babble. He adds an encouraging word here or there but he just loves the sound of their voice. The baby loves the sound of his voice too, especially for bedtime stories.
Dad!Xavier sometimes gets a little jealous of the baby. He knows itâs silly but the baby has all your attention and he misses you sometimes. He mitigates this by stealing your attention while the baby is asleep.
Dad!Xavier is NOT a good cook. You still cook for the most part but he steps up by cleaning more. Itâs not perfect since a child tends to cause a whirlwind of mess but you both try and thatâs all you can really ask for from each other when youâre raising a baby.
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Just in time before Dec 7... another song lyric inspired piece à®à¯°à® I can't tell if my heart is ready or not
loyal to my man ~Xavier .... Life is delulu at this point and other fixations
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