kinglykai
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'Just say the word and I'm yours'
It was an unspoken request. A chance. All it would take was one word. One confession. One plea and he would be hers in a heartbeat
They would joke and banter around the issue, both too scared to jump over the lines they put into place but it wasn't like they needed it. They danced over it all the time, but never truly crossed it.
they were cowards, the both of them.
Micah and Angel beat around the bush about their feelings for each
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Is this what it means to be lost in your dreams? Some days, if there’s no risk of transformation, he spends his entire day and evening in bed, drifting in and out of sleep. Sleep is warm, serene, sleep gives him a life where his hands are soaked in blood with the intention of saving — not destroying. It’s a dangerous irony, the him that exists as a surgeon, an aid, a life-saver.
A him that’s loved.
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13 Jan 2026
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In the early morning after a passionate night, one thought keeps forcing it's way through your head. Does Zayne feel just as flustered as you?
[Written after the events of "Absolute Zeal", Zayne's memory from the Nightly Rendezvous event.]
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31 Jul 2025
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my love, my darling, my honey by heartuser, pietha (heartuser)
Fandoms: 恋与深空 | Love and Deepspace (Video Game)
16 Feb 2025
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in which, you decide to test if zayne likes the pet names you call him! (spoiler warning: he does)
“You’ve called me a lot of names, you know,” he said into your neck, his deep voice making you shiver.
“My love.” His lips brushed your pulse point, soft and deliberate.
“Handsome.” A kiss again, this one lingering just enough to leave you breathless.
“Sir.”Bookmarked by kinglykai
18 Jun 2025
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“Which Zayne do you need right now, then?” There was a softness to his voice that you’d never heard before. It laid gently over you, his usual undercurrent of ice shifting to a fresh snow that blanketed you delicately.
You cleared your throat, gathering the confidence, “I need the Zayne that will meet me at that late night café next to the arcade. In about…20 minutes.”
The line was silent for too long. You felt the sting of rejection and took in a breath, ready to rescind the offer, but he finally spoke, “I can be that Zayne.”
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25 Apr 2025
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You used to laugh at horror stories of body snatchers and doppelgangers – familiar strangers with blood on their hands.
You don't laugh anymore.
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22 Sep 2024