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Xaviereader office romance must seriously be one of my favourites.

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Does that mean you have a self aware fic coming up? PLEASE I WOULD LOVE TO READ IT I LOVE THOSE FICS 😍

In a matter of fact, I do. I have four self-aware fanfictions in the drafts for Rafayel, Sylus, Caleb and Xavier. I do not know when I will publish them, but I do know that they are all multi-chaptered. Thank you for your interest, it means a lot to me. ♡

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✴︎ SPARKLE LINE

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For different colors just send me an ask please!

WHEAT

SHADOW

PINK SKY

SPRING TIME

ICE COLD

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Fanart for Rafayel’s newest card: Banquet Ablaze

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In my journey of loving Rafayel and Sylus, I have come to realise that I adore writing specific materials about them.

I love writing poetry and storyline pieces with Rafayel. His character complexity is a challenge I am always up to taking, yet at certain times writing him comes as easily as breathing. Comparing him to the sea, the ocean and the tides have become my favourite descriptions in his works.

With Sylus, I noticed I take a more familiar route. Sylus's character is actually so human, full with good traits and flaws. I love writing him in Self-Aware AU's, or in Soft Romance pieces.

No one really has piqued my interests as much as them, and I hope we get more content with them soon.

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Girl Friendship Group → Love and Deepspace | FMAB | AoT | Naruto.

MC-Reader (insert yourself, this is my mc)

Mikasa Ackerman

Winry Rockbell

Sakura Haruno

I am planning to make a University AU, and instead of OC's, I will be inserting characters from my favourite manga!

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Family portrait time 💖

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Qi Yu | Rafayel Minimalistic Purple Dividers

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why don't you post about Rafayel anymore?

Greetings,

From my personal perspective, I have not stopped posting or caring about Rafayel.

As you can see, Sea Tides Archives has more works than Datura Fields Archive. I am planning on posting about Sylus until the number of works are the same as Rafayel's. This is because I want to keep being organised.

I am currently writing a Rafayel Fanfiction in the drafts, called You Are My Star. YAMS is a self-insert | x reader fanfiction about a artist [Rafayel] and a writer [Reader] coming together to share their knowledge, differences and perspectives about the world and different subjects. It's a heavy slow burn, partners-to-lovers type of story that takes a lot of time and effort to write.

Because I put a lot of effort into writing YAMS, I have actually neglected Sylus. My One-Shots and upcoming headcanons is me compensating for not being up to schedule with his fics.

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✨ The lack of proper grammar and the alarming amount of word repeating and spelling mistakes. ✨

Describe my writing style.

What stands out most? What sort of voice does my writing have? Word usage? Etc.

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Request For: Seilah | @seilahstar on X.

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Sylus × Reader. character dividers belong to @manikas-whims. Angst to Fluff, Angry Sylus.

Silence.

The clock ticked, echoing around the room like a ghost. The space felt too small yet too big at once, your hair standing up in goosebumps at the apprehensive sensation. You were too aware of the wind outside the windows, too aware of the time passing by, too aware of your heart beating loudly and harshly against your chest.

Silence.

You gulped as you stared down at the ground, your arms feeling like jelly, your body too light. You could not meet his gaze, fear overtaking you. You knew there are not excuses this time, you knew that attack from the wanderer might as well have been the cause of your demise.

Silence.

You expected witty remarks, maybe even reprimands of how stupid you were to place yourself in front of him as a sacrificial meat shield. However, everytime you thought you could express yourself, words left you like a running foaming river. You thought he would be upset.

But all you met with was, defeaning silence.

And that was way worse than any speech you could've ever been given.

"I'm sorry," you whispered.

You received no answer, no acknowledgement.

Yet, Sylus kept taking care of you. He continued cleansing your gashes, fingers steady and precise in the way only experience could prove. His touch was as gentle as a feather, the sting of the needle piercing your skin back together barely registering in your spiralling mind.

"I don't want any of your shallow apologies," he clipped, eventually.

His voice was gruff, thick with emotion that he had attempted to hide. His crimson eyes were devoid of their usual gleam, almost dull as he watched the alarming amount of blood coating your [shade] skin.

"You were foolish," he hissed through his teeth. "You were bull-headed and irresponsible. Only a idiot would throw themselves into a battle with no plan."

His words stung right where it hurt, rubbing salt over the scratches. Tears gathered in your eyes and shame swamped your gut, you could no longer look at him and he refused to look at you.

The click of the medicine box echoed in the room, and there was nothing more that added to the quietude than Sylus's departure. He left the room without even looking back —

SLAM! he thudded the door shut.

The next days at Onychinus base were filled with tension. Everytime you crossed paths with Sylus, you turned around to hide, and he let you. He didn't seek you out to eat dinner together, he didn't try to call you over to watch a movie. Your comfortable, domestic routine was forgone as bitterness and heartbreak and betrayal creeped in, your safe sanctuary turning from a home to a hollow.

What do you do when someone doesn't want your apology?

What do you do when they don't want to hear out your side of your story?

"What was I supposed to do?!" you demanded, bewildered by his unreasonable behaviour. "Should I have let that shard hit you in that protofield? When I could have done something?"

"You are not indestructible," he pursed his lips, and it was so unlike his voice and tone that you wanted to claw his eye out and get your Sylus back.

"Neither are you!"

"I heal!" he snapped, standing up from the luxurious black chair behind his office desk. "I heal, my Evol has brought me back from worse injuries. I have taken your bullet to my heart," his hand darted forward before you could notice, wrapping around the collar of your shirt firmly without tugging.

"You don't heal," he snarled, reminding you the harsh cold truth with a frantic stare. "You don't heal and that terrifies me. Fuck you and your pride, I want you to live."

You panted as you looked up at him, his face so close to yours. You didn't miss was the desperate look on his eyes, gazing at you like you were a ghost, and you hated and hated until your heart broke at the realisation of what you were witnessing.

"You don't take your life seriously," your voice wavered, almost choking up your words. "You are not invincible either, Sylus," your hand reached out to him, tracing your fingers over the scratches on his face that hadn't healed.

You pressed a Band-Aid against his cheek, covering the scratch successfully. Your eyes softened, tracing the one big cut across his neck, your fingers gliding down gently as they followed the path red lines.

He took a shaky breath, his grip loosening, fiddling with the fabric so gently it felt like a apology. It was as if your words had struck a cord within him. He closed his eyes and dropped his forehead forward to touch yours, breathing in your scent.

Silence.

It was silent, but it was warm and fragile, like a weak hesitant embrace.

"I can't live without you," the confession was far too intimate coming from his lips. He hated the feeling of vulnerability in such circumstances. You two were made of banter and teasing, of tip-toeing around each other for the edge and the anticipation it brought until finally, one of you two breaks and becomes honest, the relief of the calm after a storm.

You smiled softly at him. "You have done it before."

He chuckled, no mirth behind his laughter. "Precisely," he whispered, thinking of something secret.

"I can't live without you," you murmured. his words were thrown back at him, but your voice was gentler, full with affection instead of shuttered desperation. you gazed at him lovingly, rubbing his cheek with reverence.

He leaned to your touch and he never wanted to let go.

"My Sylus is very special, one of a kind deal," you kissed his nose. "He is big and strong-"

He chortled, turning his head to your palm so he can kiss your skin.

"-but he's just my Sylus under my fingertips," you held back a grin, gazing into his eyes with devotion that was reflected right back at you.

"And he always protects me," a kiss on the edge of his lips. "He always makes sure I have no trouble coming here. He makes sure I am always wanted, and spoiled," a kiss on his cheek.

Sylus's eyebrows were furrowed over, his tense shoulders slowly losing their tension. He is sure you are trying to seduce him, always the mischievous sweetie you were, but your teary eyes tugged at his heartstrings.

He could never stay mad at you for long.

"He makes sure I am well-taken care of, even if he goes overboard most of the times. He respects my work and helps me grow as a hunter. He always supported me, even in my dumbest of times," you tapped his cheek. "A small part of me likes seeing the rubies he sends, because they remind me of him."

After so many days that felt likes years, you could manage the weight of his gaze.

It was blistering hot, never straying away from the sight of you as if he wanted to memorise all the tiny details, and in the long end, he relented first. He wrapped his arms around you, pulling you closer in his embrace with a sigh of pure relief.

You snuggled against his chest, taking in his warmth. "I missed you."

"Are we being honest, now?"

You looked up at him, never parting from his embrace. "It was due time, don't you think?" you took a deep breath. "I hate it when you're mad at me."

"Ah..." he bite your cheek, causing you to squeal and flail in his arms. You scowled as you flicked his nose, your heart becoming lighter the more you admired his slowly growing smile.

"Sylus!"

"Be grateful it wasn't on your shoulder, sweetie. Otherwise, you would be bearing my mark by now," he had the audacity to look smug, even though his eyebrows furrowed, looking at you with a softness that was so familiar. You missed this, you missed him and his tall frame hovering over you, hugging you for being so precious to him.

You huffed, leaning up until your lips met with his jaw. "Hold me tighter," you demanded, and your wish shall always be granted.

He took you into his embrace. lifting you from the floor almost effortlessly. Your arms wrapped around his neck, feeling the warmth of his body against yours.

You watched him leaning in and your heart skipped a beat, as a kiss was planted on your lips no long after. It was gentle and loving, soothing the ache inside you.

"I missed you too." he whispered across your chin, planting a kiss there. "I'm sorry for losing my composure... you did not deserve that."

You kissed his jaw, cheek rubbing against his. "Promise you won't yell at me again."

"Oh, sweetie," he sighed, voice pained as his arms tightened around you. "I promise, I will not only try, I will keep it forever with me."

You frowned, head tilting so your lips could brush against his. "Hey, none of that. Arguments are common within couples, I just- don't yell, okay?"

"Never," he vowed till his very end.

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──── 𝑾𝑯𝑬𝑹𝑬 𝑯𝑬𝑨𝑹𝑻𝑺 𝑳𝑰𝑽𝑬

╰ 𝑺𝒚𝒍𝒖𝒔 LOVE AND DEEPSPACE: WHERE HEARTS LIVE

note: good luck with your pulls, sy girlies!

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W h e n Y o u S n u g g l e T h e m

Rafayel × Reader · Sylus × Reader. character dividers belong to @manikas-whims. Pure fluff, very little angst, no warnings.

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It wasn't enough.

You were in his unfairly giant, unfairly comfortable bed, hugging Sylus with everything you had in you. Your arm wrapped around his torso, your head tucked in his chest, and his heart beating steadily against your ear.

But it wasn't enough. A greedy monster overwhelmed you, full of want to just have him as close to you as possible.

You huffed, looking up at his serene expression with defiance. Well, doesn't he look fine and dandy? While here you are, feeling like a inferno had taken over your heart. A fire that won't be extinguished until it gets what it wants.

You exhaled a frustrated sigh and with a twist of your legs, you scooted upwards until you were almost face-to-face with your handsome beloved. You watched him for a while, taking in his long eyelashes, the way his silver hair fell over his forehead, and the way his lips stretched wide that, when aware, form into a sinful smirk.

Something purred inside you, it was warm and consuming. You threw your leg over his hip, slid one arm in the gap between his neck and pillow, and draped your other arm around his shoulder, tucking his head in-between your neck and chest.

The greedy monster was still there, but the fire has shimmered down into embers. It made your forget of your weird dreams, filled with fire and smoke, your hands coated in blood because-

No, you refused to even think about it. Your heart spiked for a second at how realistic the dream was, your arms tightening around him. You don't care if he is one of the most powerful men in the country, you don't care if he's a criminal and supposedly your enemy. You don't care if it means you'll become a tenebra, losing the honour of your noble job.

You will protect him from everyone if you could.

Mine, you thought, taking a deep breath and inhaling the scent of his hair shampoo. Home, familiar. Mine, all mine.

Sylus kept his eyes closed, though they cracked open when you sighed in content, snuggling to him like a cat, a real kitten-person. He almost chuckled at how accurate he was with his thoughts.

It was late morning on a Saturday, a time when Sylus went to sleep and you rose from slumber. It was an hour he hated yet looked forward to the most, because your peaceful sleeping nature had him adoring you in ways he never thought was possible. Still, it slightly surprised him when you made no move to get out of bed.

He felt yours lips on his forehead, a touch so soft and gentle that his heart skipped a beat. He melted against you, groaning in content and relishing the warmth of your skin, his head tilting further into you as your comforting scent enveloped him.

(What was life before, again? He can't remember, won't remember?)

Home? he wondered.

Home, his heart confirmed with a ancient whisper.

"I'm so exhausted," you groaned, plopping to the couch right besides him, your loud groaning muffled by the pillow you buried your face in.

Rafayel chuckled, flipping through the arts' magazine like it was a regular Thursday. "I told you, you shouldn't have done double shifts," he sighed, glancing down at your languid body.

His eyes softened at the sight of dark circles under your eyes, hand reaching out to trace a thumb over the worried skin. "Take a nap, I'll be here when you wake up."

You didn't answer for a long time, eyes closing as you relished the gentle touch on your skin. You snuffled closer to him and turned around on your stomach, coming face to face with your precious siren.

Supporting yourself on your elbows, you cradled his face gently, [colour] eyes tenderly roving over his features. A lovely blush rose on the apples of his cheeks, travelling all the way up to his ears. Meanwhile, his eyebrows furrowed, eyes narrowing.

"Take me off guard with your affection again, and I'll spit bubbles at you," he threatened, voice deepening the longer you kept your lips far away from reach.

"That's okay. your bubbles are always a beautiful sight to behold."

You loved seeing the surprised and flustered expression on his face. You giggled softly, unable to be any louder, and leaned further into him, closing the gap between you two and connecting your lips into a adoring kiss.

You knew all was an act as you felt him smile smugly into the kiss, his arms wrapping around you, pressing his fingers teasingly on your waist. Your hands travelled down from his cheeks to his neck, leaving goosebumps in their wake.

"Welcome home," he murmured against your lips. pecking them endearingly.

"It's good to be back," you whispered, and your foreheads touched in the reminiscence of sculptured yearning lovers, losing yourselves in the quietude at each others embrace.

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Love & Deepspace | Fanfiction Poll

I thought why not have some fun with this? Most of the times people cannot memorize the amount of OC's in fanfictions. Therefore, I thought why not put some of my beloved characters there instead? It will be a cute (or angsty) crossover!

𖥔 ˙ ˖ PARTY ONE !!

Reader-MC → Love and Deepspace

Yona → Yona of the Dawn

Higurashi Kagome → Inuyasha

Annabeth Chase → Percy Jackson

𖥔 ˙ ˖ PARTY TWO !!

Reader-MC → Love and Deepspace

Inoue Orihime → BLEACH

Kugisaki Nobara → Jujutsu Kaisen

Violet Evergarden → Violet Evergarden

𖥔 ˙ ˖ PARTY THREE !!

Reader-MC → Love and Deepspace

Ayuzawa Misaki → Maid-Sama!

Honda Tohru → Fruits Basket

Nami → ONE PIECE

𖥔 ˙ ˖ PARTY FOUR !!

Reader-MC → Love and Deepspace

Haruno Sakura → NARUTO

Winry Rockwell → Fullmetal Alchemist

Mikasa Ackerman → Attack On Titan

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　　　Tarna Sylus

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　　　 Claiming their Beloveds

Sairt and Reader MC have their work cut out for them due to them. Sylus really is very primal-like. This is from the Grassland memories.

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I have made a new theme, and have changed my username to something more personal. I do apologise for the confusion I have caused, I am formerly known as @inkwellscholar.