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#rafayel is so silly
torgawl · 3 months
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me: *installs a fun little dating game*
day 3 of playing it: *mc's family dies in an explosion*
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dawnbreakersgaze · 16 days
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My custom ring stack came in today and I'm ahhhhhh 😍😍
Now I can take my snowflake, my fishie, and my star with me wherever I go~ I told y'all I was a doofus and I meant it lol.
Also forgive my blindingly pale skin. I'm literally allergic to the sun lmao 🥴
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starmocha · 2 months
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The strong desire to see Zayne and Rafayel use their respective ice and fire Evol to make MC a baked Alaska. Xavier is in charge of cute fairy lighting because he's banned from going near cooking equipment.
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its-de · 2 months
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WATCH ME SPAMMING BECAUSE THIS IS LITERALLY THE ONLY THING THAT I WILL BE TALKING ABOUT FOR THE NEXT FEW DAYS IF NOT WEEKS 🥳
Literally no thoughts, head empty, only rafayel 🫶🏻
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airjemsfandump · 28 days
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Why choose Pluto in the first place, bby? 🥹
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pandoa · 3 months
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I DID IT GUYS I FINALLY DOWNLOADED LOVE AND DEEPSPACE after sacrificing so many apps to clear storage HFKSNRLSSK
SHE’S SO PRETTY I TOOK SO LONG MAKING HER BUT JAKDJAKDNAK
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ALSO IM COMING FOR U RAFAYEL U AND UR LIL POUT ARE NOT SAFE ANYMORE MUAH
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amedays · 1 month
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remember when i said he was asking to get bitten? then i tried waking him up and he said this 🤭
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honeyinapot · 3 months
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Nobody cares but I just got THREE FIVE STAR RAFAYEL CARDS BACK TO BACK THANK YOU LOVE AND DEEPSPACE BUT I NEED YOUR FRAGRANCE I NEED IT AND I NEED IT BAD PLEASE PLEASE PLEASEPLEASEPLEASEPLEASEPLEASW
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moonlit-tia · 25 days
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he took everything from me
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gingerph0bix · 2 months
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Happy birthday to my favorite fish man 🎊
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dawnbreakersgaze · 18 days
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I have such an extra special fondness for Raf's sea god outfit in the photo booth because together we look like the silliest rom-com, will they/won't they couple
"She was just an average run of the mill artist who took a trip to a secluded beachside cabin to try and regain her inspiration after a brutal breakup. That was until the fateful day she saw a beautiful man washed ashore while on her morning inspiration walk. After getting him inside and warmed up, her life would be forever changed when she found out he was the soon-to-be God of the Tides.
Could this ridiculous, dramatic man really be a God? And could he actually help her reclaim her lost muse? And could Rafayel really find a faithful follower in this scatterbrained, sarcastic, broken soul?
Tune in next week on- My Roomate is The God of the Tides"
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adoreddestiny · 1 month
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ೃ⁀➷ FAVORITES SPOTS TO MARK KISS YOU — zayne, xavier, rafayel x gn!reader
cw — slightly suggestive tehe
zayne is a classic lover. his kisses are secluded to your lips primarily. save for the occasional sweet kiss on the back of your hand. in public, only you'll dare to steal a secret kiss. despite the stoic expression on his face, his eyes dare you to try it again, in private, he's a mess. his lips are on yours the moment you unlock the front door of your apartment. it's horridly butterfly-inducing: the way he has you melting in the palm of his hand.
but alongside the usual kisses, he enjoys leaving the more subtle marks on your pretty neck. hidden on the back of your neck or littered just above your collarbone. he adds them like a final touch on your look before the two of you leave for a banquet.
"how do I look?" you say with a slight turn.
his eyes scan your appearance with a light smile before growing closer. he spins you back around before adjusting the necklace clasp around your neck. "one moment."
his fingers graze the back of your neck before he leans closer. his lips close around your soft skin and he holds you tightly, not letting you squirm in his grasp. his hands envelops around your waist and wrist, keeping you flushed against him.
you stutter out his name but he's still silent finishing his growing mark with a chaste kiss.
"shall we go now?"
xavier enjoys a handful of sweet kisses sprinkled in throughout the day. he's the type to kiss away the frosting from your lips after you finish a cupcake or kiss the tips of your fingers after an injury. but despite the docility of it all, his eyes hungrily watch you with sharpened senses. the suppression grows difficult towards the evening when he keeps eyeing the spot just below your collarbone.
the longing to mark you and ensure you never leave his side grows the longer you rest beside him. wrapped up in blankets, you're settled nicely in his lap, showing him silly videos of sleepy cats.
"are you getting sleepy?" you ask, turning around in his lap.
his hold around your waist tightens slightly as he looks down at you. "not really," he mumbles into your hair. you shift once more, straddling him as you double check that this is certainly the same man that falls asleep standing.
"really? not at all?" he shrugs, wrapping his arms around your waist once more. "c'mere" he whispers as he drags you a little closer, eyes darkening as they settle back on your shirt collar. his chin rests just atop your chest.
his fingers trail to the edge of your collar, dragging the fabric down so he can suck a pretty mark to your skin just how he's been thinking of all day.
rafayel is annoyingly frivolous with his kisses. he nips kisses into the palm of your hand when he needs your attention. his lips are against yours at the smallest instance. he'd ensure all of his marks are anything but well-hidden. there isn't a part of your body he hasn't kissed at this point. if you asked, his favorite would probably have to be your wrist where your scent is the strongest. but when it comes to marks: right on your shoulder is perfect.
his clinginess can get the two of you in trouble. especially when he's been snatching kisses from you on a rather busy day. you sigh for what seems to be the nth time today as he refuses to leave for an important meeting in town.
"how can i get you to leave the house?" you mutter, hand wrapped around the front door handle.
your stubborn lemurian crosses his arms above his chest, refusing to step closer to the door. "i'm not going."
"then i'm going without you," you say, opening the door with a jerk.
"no!" he pouts, darting over to you. his arm reaches over to shut it successfully while in the same motion, pinning you to the doorframe. "can't we both stay in instead?"
you shake your head but offer another option. "one last kiss and you come with me." rafayel's eyebrows crease but then a different spark ignites in his gaze.
"alright," he whispers. his free hand reaches up to cup your cheek, tilting your head slightly to give him space to press kisses against the column of your neck.
"that's more than one," you mutter. he ignores you, sucking a kiss onto your shoulder. he inhales your intoxicating scent before licking over the shades of purple blooming on your skin.
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adelheidvonschicksal · 2 months
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Thinking about playfighting with Rafayel
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+ brief sexual content, play fighting, subby rafayel
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Your sweet, dramatic friend of a man. Your fights with him normally stay in the verbal arena, where he excels at throwing playful jabs, sassy remarks, the quick teasing nickname, and occasional cocky comment. When he’s smart-mouthed one too many times, oh, that’s when you have to drag him into your arena. It never hurts to teach your Lemurian charge who’s the real boss from time to time.
It never goes far; you think he might be a little too delicate for your full strength. So, you stick to a quick tackle, some torturous tickles, and silly pokes, all in attempts to make his face go a lovely shade of red and hear him beg for mercy. You love when he’d whine your name and plead for forgiveness while the angry pout and glare after would always be the icing on a very much deserved cake.
Sometimes, when he’s in a cheerful mood, he fights back, determined to give you a taste of your own medicine.
It always ends up with you two on the ground in front of his couch. You pin him on his stomach to punish him for defying you, and he tries his best to regain dominance. Even with all his squiggling and wiggling like an octopus out of water, he won’t be able to get you off.
Forcing yourself to lie on top of him and pressing your chest into his back, you ignore his demands for you to let him up, not until he apologizes. Ah, but he never wants to give in right away, and you up your force a little as he tries to flip you over.
Then, there’s a tug.
It’s an accident.
You weren’t entirely paying attention to where your hand was until there’s already wavy purple strands tangled around your fingers and the loud moan that filled the room was already beginning to fade away. It leaves you frozen with Rafayel whose hair is clutched in your hands and whose ears and face are very, very deep red.
This is certainly a first.
“Did you just—” you ask.
“No,” he groans out, but his denial is short lived because you just can’t resist teasing him and seeing that blushing face of his, so obviously, you have to experiment by giving another light tug. It yields the same result: a whine held deep in his throat and the tensing of his legs under you.
“Stop,” he says. “You’re gonna—”
You cut him off with a grunt, already knowing where he was going.
“Turn you on?” You finish for him. “Don't tell me you have a hard on.”
The pout he gives is adorable, his face brightly decorated like a bucket of vermillion paint was dumped on him. He lifts his arm to his face, trying to hide the blush behind his hand, which you take that to mean as a ‘yes’.
“What else do you expect to happen when you do that?” he comments between heavy breathes, and the absolute embarrassment laced in his voice makes a tingle go down your spine as he sputters out lame excuse after excuse – it was reflex, random timing, the rubbing, to try not to get too full of yourself—like he was an inexperienced young man dealing with his first rush of hormones.
All you could hear was your own thoughts whirling faster and faster and the adorably flustered sounds of his voice straining as you repositioned on top of him.
“Round 2,” you whisper then blow against the back of his heated neck, causing him to shudder.
A lightly grumbled “shameless as always,” puffs from behind his trembling hand. But when have you ever led him to believe that you weren’t especially in situations like these?
You squeeze your hand between his stomach and the floor, slowly drawing it down and stopping at his belt. He doesn't fight it, doesn't move even, maybe is silently anticipating this even more than you. Still, you’re not “shameless” enough to not give him a choice in the matter.
“Last chance to tap out, fishie. Apologize,” you warn.
It takes him time to respond, but when he does you can’t resist smirking. He finally asks, “Do you really think I’d give in so easily? Do your worst.”
You nearly laugh. That’s what you thought.
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“i would rather die than to love you from afar„
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rafayel would tuck your hair behind your ear and looks at you with loving eyes when you fall asleep listening to his ramblings.
rafayel who acts defiant and dramatic for the fun of it, he adores seeing you grin and laugh at his silly behavior.
rafayel relishes the warmth of your hand intertwined with his. although you may not remember him from your previous lives, he'll make sure to cherish you in this life anyways.
rafayel, who's heart overflows with love. he would do anything to stay by your side, even if it means giving up everything he has for you.
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xavier, who puts himself on the line for you. your safety is his top priority.
xavier who rarely ever refuses you. he can't, he can't find himself refusing you. ask him anything, and he would do anything in his power to give it to you.
xavier, who would always get hurt and never go to the hospital. he always comes to you with one or two more wounds that you scold him for getting. it isn't his fault he keeps on getting hurt, maybe he just wanted to see you.
xavier would fall asleep everywhere, and sometimes even on you— if you let him. you may not see it, but his eyes is practically brimming with love for you.
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zayne, who gives you gifts as a sign of his affection.
zayne treasures the memories you guys make together. he keeps those memories close to his heart, loving you despite being cursed with the pain that comes along with it.
zayne who gets flustered when you catch him eating sweets. although he is a doctor himself, he can't resist sweets— which makes you giggle at the mention of that.
zayne, who boldly holds and kisses you. he doesn't care if his love for you will kill him, he would rather die than to love you from afar.
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a/n: this might be occ and inaccurate LMAO. had to use the fandom wiki to make it seem accurate as possible. i haven't played the game in a while so ^^
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gr1mstar · 3 months
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Heyyy!!! Hope your day/night was good!!
Could you write some domestic headcanons for the Love and Deep Space boys?? Just any fluffy head canons you have for them because there all so cute :)))
OUR CUTE BOYFRIENDS HEADCANONS - LnD
notes: requests are opened so you can ask me to write anything. and yes anon i had a great day, thanks for asking 😘
contains: zayne, rafayel, xavier x reader headcanons
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ZAYNE
he definitely puts his arms around your waist and kiss you on the forehead or temple.
he can cook! he just doesn’t have time to make you something, so when he does you know it’s a special occasion.
one of his love languages is acts of service. he also loves spending his time with you.
he’s obviously attractive, but he doesn’t know how much.
he will have a mini rant every day when you two are cuddling about medicine and fun facts.
he loves husky’s and wants one.
he takes care of you when are you sick, and exaggerates a lot when you are hurt (not a mission, but a paper cut or something)
RAFAYEL
he hates waiting so he puts you to get ready and hour before him. he also chooses your outfit.
he is the type to bring a bag of candy and other sweet treats to your house with a note after a mission gone wrong. (“my love is in there” - the note says)
he needs cuddles 24/7 but in the same time he tells you that you should probably go to work (he doesn’t let go of your waist).
if you want pets you will have a fish. he doesn’t like cats or dogs, saying that “cats are little monsters” and “dogs steal your attention and that it’s just mine”.
he calls you all sorts of silly nicknames and in return you call him “ariel”.
his sensitive spot is his neck. he let’s you give him hickeys all over it. he makes then on you too.
you will be his muse. he is going to paint you so much that you were bored of seeing your face all around the house. he will try to convince you to pose nude for him too (you refused… maybe 😏)
XAVIER
you two will train together and he would always let you win saying that you are too powerful for him.
he would love to dress in matching outfits. you would have to pick them tho.
he gets jealous if you spend time with someone new or if you go to another mission with someone else.
he would take a lot of pictures of you and make a whole album on his phone to see when he is missing you.
he doesn’t hide the fact that he is staring at you, instead he smiles when you catch him.
he would whine when you put your cold hands in his warm ones but whenever you try to pull them away he shoves them into his pocket.
loves you so much that is willing to give everything up just to be with you.
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zaynesaurora · 1 month
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ʟ&ᴅꜱ ! reaction to receiving hickies — (MDNI)
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zayne ! sees himself early the morning after, bleary eyed as he washes the remenants of sleep from his eyes in preperation for his shift at the hospital- the little rest he got anyway. His thumb circles the dark mark on the colum of his throat, expression a mix between impressed and exhausted as he imagines the teasing his co-workers will bestow on him if it ever sees the light of day. He layers up that day. Turtle neck pulled to the sharp of his jaw, secured in place with a scarf, which remains in place all day unless he's performing a surgery- "aren't you warm doctor zayne?", silly question. He can and will do this all day until he returns home to pay the favour forward.
xavier ! completely oblivious to the existance of said mark decorating his collarbone. Shows up to collect you from work that day, his own been spent sleeping between naps (wake up babe?) on a rare day to himself- dressed in his usual wide neck sweater, hand raising to greet Tara as he passes. Unfortunatley for him she's the first to notice his new addition, squeaking in delight as she announces it to the entire office. You round the corner not long after to a bright red xavier with the neck of his shirt tight in his fist as your collegue is all but trying to undress him publicly. - "I bumped it fighting a wandere", yeah okay is that what we call it now xav? maybe you need some more combat practice?
rafayel ! oh he's oh so proud of the purple and pink mark on his chest, colour scheme perfectly matching to the tones in his eyes and hair. Wears his button up to a lower depth that day, even in meetings to discuss professional ventures- poor Thomas has to discretely play charades with him across the table to try and make him aware that his entire left pec is on show. He knows. He just doesn't care. It's summer! let the man breathe, bruises and all. Spends the rest of the day conviently leaning back so his shirt falls open, even once he's back home to you- "it looks kinda lonely babe, think I need another one", back horny devil ! back !
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caleb ! you're both covered and quite frankly it looks like it needs medical treatment- would be cocky but he's kinda scared that people will think your bedroom activities resemble cannibalism. Begs that you both wear full coverage clothing until the worst of them have cleared just to protect your dignity, even if he does find it attractive. You strip as soon as you get home though, not to continue but to trace your fingers across his skin like your playing dot to dot- body flushing and camoflaging his markings slightly.
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