#MC x Rafayel

[yueichihara]

Maybe.

From my Love and Deepspace - Rafayel, make out sessions and short ideas. content warnings: f!mc | f!mc x rafayel | Tara very short appearance (I love my lads girlies) | little angst | a lot of fluff | kisses, kisses, and more kisses | I just can't stop thinking about Rafayel's soft, kissable, beautiful lips. They drive me crazy, specially whenever he smirks.

word count: 1,646 words

It’d been a long week at the hunter’s association. Waves of wanderers terrorised a small rural town just outside the city and several back up teams were sent to help out the hunters in charge of the area. It had taken a few days to clean up, a couple more to help out the townspeople. The association’s van had taken your team back to the Unicorn’s offices, where you all wrote your reports in record time. You were all in and out in a little over an hour, not wanting to spend another second on duty. It was a friday evening but you wanted nothing more than a hot shower and a meal. 

“Do you want to ride with me?” You look at Tara, who’d been the designated data analyser sent as back up for the mission. She’d done a wonderful job, sending you precise locations and number of wanderers, her skills making her invaluable. You’d have almost walked into a wanderer’s nest if it wasn’t for her,  the memory making you smile with gratitude. 

“Thank you, but I think I need to shake off this anxiety. I think I’ll walk for a while before going home.” She smiles back before crushing you into a hug that you warmly return. You talk for a little while as you wait for her car to arrive, sending her off before turning to the city. 

Walking seemingly aimlessly, you watch the people on the streets and the lights on the shops. A kid runs by, calling for her mom and saying something about a new Lumiere Ssr edition card. Suddenly, the tiredness and weight on your shoulders lighten a little bit, the whole scene making you remember why you chose this career. It’s no longer just to be able to stand on your own two feet and be capable of defending yourself. It’s also about defending the smile of a child, and the hug of a mom. 

Without you realising, your feet take you to Whitesand Bay. You walk the shoreline towards Rafayel’s studio, the lights of the boats making forms over the water, like little shining fishes. As you walk up the stairs towards the studio room from the beach, you catch a glimpse of Rafayel through the white curtains. He has one of his hands on his hip and the other one on his chin, pondering over the canvas before him. He seems deep in thought, his brow furrowed. You take this opportunity to surprise him, sneaking in through the furthest window, tiptoeing behind him. You’re about to catch him by the waist when he speaks up.

“I should totally fire my bodyguard for letting people sneak into my home unannounced, don’t you think?” You freeze and he turns around, a playful smile on his mouth. He winks at you as he opens his arms for you to walk into. You lay your head on his shoulder as he pats your back. “You’ve worked hard, my love. It’s been a while.” He kisses the top of your head and inhales, the smell making him choke. “Maybe you worked a little too hard.” He says. 

Stepping away from him, you sniff your shirt and grimace, gagging at the sight of you. “Go take a shower, I’ll prepare something warm for you to eat.” He cups your cheek and playfully pushes you towards the corridor.

“Okay. Thanks, Raf.” As you walk down the corridor towards the bathroom, you hear him shout from the kitchen. 

“But don’t take too long, I missed you too much.” Your smile grows bigger.

The spacious bathroom has an antechamber, and you strip down leaving your dirty clothes on the corner, not wanting to disturb the white calm of the space. Sitting in the corner of the tub, you let water run, throwing a few salts in. You hear Rafayel’s voice from the antechamber. “I’m leaving a change of clothes on the chair.” 

“Okay!” As you hear the door closing, you dip into the tub, letting the hot water soothe your sore muscles. 

Scrubbing yourself clean took longer than expected, needing to get out and properly brush under your nails to get the dirt and wanderer blood off. Soaking in clean water once more, you smell the aroma of what seems to be fried fish and salted vegetables. Your stomach growls as you change into a hoodie and pajama shorts you once ‘forgot’ here, new underwear, no shirt or bra in sight. You start drying your hair but stop midway, not wanting to spend any more time away from him. So you put the towel over your shoulders so as to not wet your clothes, and head out to look for him. 

Following the smell of food, you end up back at the studio. Rafayel is sitting on the couch playing on his phone. You linger by the door, taking in his appearance. His shirt is unbuttoned enough to let you peek at his chest and that tempting mole you always liked, the sleeves are rolled up, his hair being ruffled by the wind coming in from the opened windows. 

“You planning to starve yourself to death over there?” He meets your gaze over his phone. Again that look that says he knows whenever you’re around. He puts his phone down and smiles lazily, beckoning you over. “Come here, let me help you with that.” 

You walk over and stop before him, glancing at the tray of food on the table and immediately discarding it. He reaches for your hand and guides you over his lap, making you straddle him. You sit down as he takes the towell and starts drying your hair with it. “You’re gonna catch a cold walking around with your hair still wet.”

“I dried it halfway, but I wanted you to do it for me.” You put your hand over his chest, playfully drawing nonsensical symbols over his skin, your focus solely on that mole as he continues to towel dry your hair. 

“Cutie, you’re being quite straightforward today. Are you so tired, your shyness went out the window?” Just as he finishes drying your hair and says this, the weight of five days of fighting and being in a fight or flight state, washes over you. Letting out a deep sigh and nodding as a response, you rest your head on his shoulder, nuzzling against his neck. You feel his whole body tense before instantly relaxing, one of his hands patting your head and the other making circles in the small of your back. Gripping his shirt at his sides, you put your nose against his neck and inhale deeply, his smell the most relaxing thing in the world. You relax against him, your bodies molding together, as if they were made for each other. 

Feeling a little bolder than usual, you brush your lips against his neck before giving him a soft kiss, followed by a graze of your teeth. His hands stop moving and press you down further into him. “Babe, you’re being naughty. You should stop if you want me to let you rest today.” This close to him you feel his pulse quicken, his heart rate speed up, and watch as his neck turns slightly red. 

Raising your head, you notice another kind of hunger building up, as you nibble at his earlobe, a soft sigh leaving him. “I guess I am feeling a little bolder.” He cups the back of your head, tangling his fingers in your hair, as you pull away enough for him to kiss you. It starts gentle and sweet, his right hand on your thigh, pressing slightly and drawing circles with his thumb.

Tilting your head, allowing him to deepen the kiss, your hands roam over his chest, fingertips finding the skin on his open shirt and delving further in. His hand that was on your thigh now moves to your back under your hoodie, fingers splaying against your skin, giving you shivers. The touch makes you moan a little but he eats the sound out, and his tongue brushes against your palate. He continues to move his hand upwards, following your spine. He knows you have no shirt, no bra, and presses you down to his chest. 

The feeling of you pressed fully against him has made wonders to his lower parts, more sensitive than usual after a week apart. You can feel his size against you, and you teasingly grind against him. “You’re asking for trouble, Miss.” He says finally parting away from you, leaving you room to breathe. He stares at you for a moment and then throws his head back, letting out a frustrating groan. “I need you to eat and rest, cutie.” He pulls his hands away from you, sudden cold replacing them, and presses them against his eyes. 

You grind against him a little more, showing him how much you want him. Kissing him on his chin, you tell him: “We could continue this upstairs, and come back later. Maybe.”

“No.” He says. And it’s the one you’ve heard him use with Thomas, the one that has everyone stopping in their tracks, all playfulness gone. “You’re gonna eat now, and then we’re gonna go upstairs and you’re going to sleep for at least eight hours.” He looks back at you, his voice tender but firm as he plays with a lock of your hair. “After that, we may continue. Maybe.” He says the last bit with a smirk, his usual demeanor back. 

Smiling at him, you cup his cheek and lean over for a kiss. “Okay.”, you agree. He might be playful and taunting, but he’ll always have your back when you need him. Even despite his own desires. Rolling off of him, you reach for the food tray, putting it between you. “Let’s eat.” For this, you will be rewarding him later. Maybe.

[lndsismaeverything]

Lnds reaction breaking the bed

An: hope y'all enjoy ꉂ(ˊᗜˋ*)♡

Not proofread and kinda bit awkward at writing smut is I can't really write smut.... ゜:(つд⊂):゜。

When the bed broke, sylus continue pounding into your tight pussy . You try to stop him

" s-sylus...ah- STOP the bed! " but you let it go, as you are too lost in the pleasure .The bed wasn't important right now, you are sylus though

Sylus groans as the both reached your high very soon. Coming deep inside you filling you up to the brim, letting his cum ooze out of you

Sylus breathes heavily , seeing the mess he made out of u and the state of bed . He chuckled loudly.

He pulled out of you slowly and lean towards you " hope this is rough enough for you , sweetie . We went too hard and broke the bed, again . " he whisper to your ear

Yes, you and sylus went so hard that broke the bed again

" what will the salesman think if we go to buy a new bed the 4th time this month?"

Feeling the blood rush towards your face , you smack his chest feeling embarrassed

When the both of you hear a crack both of you stop what you where doing .

You try to calm your heavy breath, and get off zayne . Slowly sliding off of him

Zayne hisses at the cold air hits his cock as slides off you warm cunt

Zayne inspect the bed as see a crack on the side of the bed it wasn't that bad is a small repair .

" this is an easy fix " you said bending down to inspect it

" it's no use to repair it. I'll just buy a new one. A sturdy one that won't break . Even when you're riding me "

" shall we continue on the rocking chair? "You just shyly nodded, zayne just took your hand and lead you to the living room where the rocking chair is

You guys where way in to it that y'all didn't hear the bed leg got broken. Too focused on reaching your high.

When the both of you guys settled down, Xavier dick still snuggle in your cunt. you notice the bed being a bit tilted.

" is it me or is the bed leaning down?" You asked Xavier. But all you hear are Xavier soft snores, he was too tired down and fell asleep and you soon joined in.

" so the bed did broke " Xavier hold one of the bed legs for you to see which you frowned.

" now we have an excuse to buy that super soft and ultra comfy bed on the advertisement ''

" if the bed broke that means the neighbor must have heard us" you said as now your thinking how you can face your neighbors without feeling ashamed and the fact that there will be a broken bed on the dumpster adding more fuel to the fire

When the both of u fell from a angle because Rafayel was trusting hard from behind you into ur tight pussy so rough because of how the whole bed shook two bed legs broke off

The bed might as well be a rocking bed at the time when Rafayel filled you up before the bed broke.

" are you hurt? " you hear Rafayel concern voice, checking for any injuries bofore gently lifting you up

" yea I'm ok but I think we broke the bed "you point at the bed, after hearing that Rafayel immediately turned to the bed looking at the two broken legs.

At first his ears reded feeling a bit ashamed for manhandling you but that quickly turned into confidence and feeling proud . Breaking the bed boosted his ego for sure.

" guess I was too good at making my cutie feel good that the bed couldnt handle it"

[kilesplaysthings]

how the boys would react when you have a migraine

this was actually inspired by something a coworker told me the other day. actually, the Xavier one was too. my poor coworkers get such bad migraines, i feel so sorry for them🥺 again, this might be a little ooc, but i'm trying lol enjoy!

Part II: Rafayel (you/MC x Rafayel)

Your alarm went off way too soon, but you sluggishly sat up anyway. As you sat there for a moment, you frowned at what felt like another headache coming on. You tried to shrug it off, telling yourself that if you ate some breakfast and drank some water, you'd be able to deal with it. After all, you were brought up with a strong work ethic; if you weren't puking up your guts or basically dying, you were well enough to go to work.

Taking a deep breath, you shoved the covers aside and swung your legs over the side of the bed to push yourself into getting up. However, the moment you stood to your feet, your head swam, and your stomach lurched. Before you realized it, you were falling backwards onto the bed. Your head barely grazed your boyfriend's leg before landing back onto the mattress.

Rafayel stirred and slowly turned over to face you.

"Uhh... you alive?" He asked groggily.

"Yeah... I just..." You tried to sit up slowly, but even as you moved, sharp pain shot up your neck and into your eyes. It was a migraine, not a headache, and it was one of the worse ones you'd had in a while. You could only slowly lower yourself back onto the bed.

"Hey..." Rafayel quickly sat up, more alert now. He laid a gentle, cool hand across your forehead.

"You don't look so good. Another migraine?"

"Yeah..." You began to nod, but even that slight movement made your head spin and your stomach churn. It felt like all the pain was focused on your forehead and right above your eyes.

"Okay. Where's your phone?"

"Nightstand." Is all you said. You pressed your head into the sheets.

"Pass code?" He asked after retrieving it from the table by your side of the bed.

You uttered the numbers through gritted teeth. It wasn't until you peered up at him and saw him making a call that you realized what he was doing.

"Hey, don't..."

He frowned at you. "Hush." He got up from the bed and leaned against the wall by the window.

“Hello, this is Rafayel.” You heard him talking to who you assumed was your boss.

“Yeah, she’s gravely ill, so she won’t be coming into work today… Right. Well, when she wakes up and is feeling up to talking, I’ll have her call to let you know how she’s doing. Yes. Thank you. Goodbye.”

You frowned at him as he put the phone down and sat on the bed next to you.

“Hey, who said you could call off for me?” You grumbled. “I’m fine.”

He just gave you a Look. “Puhlease, if you’re fine like you say you are, why’d you flop down on the bed just now, like a fish washed up on the shore? I bet you can barely walk right now without falling over.”

You huffed. You knew he was right and you couldn’t argue with him. Seeing that you weren’t going to try and fight, he smiled and stroked your head.

“Hey, we both know you’re a hard worker. You hardly ever call off. One day staying at home because of a migraine won’t hurt. I’m sure they’ll understand at work too. You need your rest; that’s what’s important. Besides.”

His cool fingers caressed your warm cheek. “It’s obvious you don’t feel well, and I hate seeing you looking so tired and in pain.”

You wryly smiled. “What would I do without you, Raf?”

He let out a dramatic sigh. “I can’t even imagine. Wither away and die, probably.”

“Right. Well, could you be so kind as to take me to the couch? I don’t want to stay in bed at least.” You held out your arms towards him so he could pick you up.

“Fiiine..since you’re not feeling well.”

With a quiet laugh, he hoisted you up in his arms and carried you out of the bedroom to place you on his plush, blue couch. He then took one of his big, soft blankets and covered you with it. As you snuggled into the couch, Rafayel went over to the nearby window and opened it. You could feel the cool sea breeze on your cheeks and hear the ocean.

"There we go. Some natural ambience. It's kind of bright in here, though. You sure you wanna sit out here?" He wondered.

Your head was still aching and the pressure on your eyes still felt so heavy, you wanted to rip your eyeballs out of their sockets, but you shrugged. You just wanted a change of scenery.

"I'll survive."

He rolled his eyes. "Riiight. Why don't you wear this?" He tossed an eye mask onto your face. Pouting at him, you picked it up.

"Wow. Thanks."

"Don't mention it!" He said brightly. "Just relax. I'll get you some meds and something light to eat, 'kay?"

"Okay." You had nothing left in you to be snarky. You slipped the mask over your face and pulled the blanket up to your neck. You really wanted to take something now, but you knew you should eat something first, so you just lay on the couch hoping he'd bring something soon.

"Here, cutie. Drink some water."

Rafayel's voice was at your side a moment later and you peered up at him. He was holding a tall glass of water. You sat up slowly and took the glass.

"Drink it slowly. I made sure it wasn't too cold."

"Thank you."

He went back to the kitchen as you settled back in the couch, slowly sipping the water as he suggested. After a few minutes, you heard what sounded like glass clanking on a hard surface and the scraping of a chair against the floor. You groaned slightly and turned towards the noise. Lifting the mask slightly, you saw Rafayel sitting beside you in a chair. He had a bowl of steaming soup and you also spotted the bottle of painkillers on the coffee table.

"Soup should be okay, right? I wasn't sure how much your stomach could handle."

You weakly smiled. "It'll be fine. Thank you, Raf."

He smiled back and handed you the bowl. He watched as you ate and decided to pour out a couple of pills for you. Once it looked like you were done with the soup, he handed you the pills.

"I think I'll just veg out here for the rest of the day," you said after you downed the pills with water and nestled back in the couch.

Rafayel laughed a little. "Sure. I'll let you rest while I do some sketches. But what do you say to a nice, warm bath in a little bit? It'll be refreshing."

Your face lit up with a pleased smile as he pulled the mask back over your eyes. "Sounds awesome. You're the best, Rafayel."

"I know, I know." He teased. He leaned in to kiss your cheek. Then, before he got up, he said quietly,

"Close your eyes, listen to the sea, and just let your mind drift away. Your migraine will be gone in no time, cutie."

And with those sweet words of his, you fully believed it would.

[mooncrestedwaters]

Me: No.

Rafayel:

Me: Yes.

[lemuriasgoddess]

Choices

Fandom: Love and Deepspace

Pairings: MC x Xavier, Zayne, Rafayel, Sylus, Caleb

Summary: A/B/O AU in which the boys are roommates in uni - MC hides her Omega status until her heat is triggered one night during a party at the boys' house…

A/N: Please note that English isn't my first language therefore there might be some mistakes here and there - summary vague to avoid some spoilers - MC has a name

The stadium smelled of pop-corn… and Zayne. The Omega sighed as her childhood friend's scent invaded her nostrils. He had invited her to watch Caleb's game that night. It had come as a total surprise. Zayne, doctor-to-be, never left his bedroom in the house he shared with Caleb and their friends. She would never have imagined the Alpha would be interested in sports, especially college football. Even when it was Caleb's team playing. Zayne disliked the noise, the shouts, the crowd… he always had. He wasn't much of a socializer. He wasn't one for small talk. Unless it was with her. He would have small talks with her all day every day. Big talks, even, if he could. But Zayne was busy. Zayne was going to be a heart surgeon, and failure was not an option.

"Finished your homework already, Dr. Zayne?"

Zayne raised an eyebrow and almost rolled his eyes when he saw the teasing smirk on her face.

"Not quite."

"Did Caleb get you the tickets?" she finally asked, curiosity getting the better of her.

"No?" Zayne replied with a frown. "I bought them myself, why?"

"Oh… just… didn't think this was your kind of thing… is all."

"It's a big game for Caleb, I knew you'd want to be here for him."

"You didn't have to come with me, I know you hate these things."

"I don't… hate it. And it's Caleb, we should be here for him."

Mina nodded. She was unconvinced, but she nodded. This wasn't Caleb's first big game. But it was the first time Zayne was in the audience.

Mina hadn't seen Zayne in some time, but she was certain something was different about him now. He had always been a serious person, not just a serious student. Sometimes, it was hard to know if he was enjoying the moment, as he always seemed to want to be anywhere but wherever he was. When Caleb told her he was moving into a house with his friends, she did not imagine Zayne was one of them. And she did not imagine Caleb would start behaving like the future doctor either. Ever since he left for university, two years before she graduated high school herself, he had become so distant. They barely saw each other anymore. When she was accepted at the same university, she hoped things would go back to how they used to be, back to normal. But it wasn't the case. He was avoiding her. He barely even responded to her texts anymore. It was a complete mystery, why her adoptive brother would start ignoring her all of a sudden. In truth, it was Mina's first heart break. And she had shed many tears over it.

Mina cheered for Caleb and his team, and perhaps her spirit had helped them win, though they didn't really need any help. Zayne had remained seated, only clapping whenever he found acceptable. As the stadium emptied, he caught Mina by the arm and spoke strange words to her.

"Do you want to come?"

"What?"

"To the party, do you want to come?"

"You're hosting a party?"

Zayne snorted as if the very idea was laughable. "No. Caleb is."

"Who- who will be there?"

"His teammates I'm assuming, the cheerleaders, the guys…"

"What guys?"

"Our roommates."

"Ah, right…" The guys.

Mina shook her head. "Does Caleb know you're inviting me?"

"I don't think he'd object."

"You'd be surprised…" she mumbled under her breath.

"So, are you coming?"

Mina thought about it. There was a very good reason she shouldn't go to a house full of drunken boys. Not boys. Alphas. And perhaps her being there might finally get Caleb's attention. His anger and disapproval also, but his attention.

"Yeah, okay, I'll come."

***

Anger, disapproval, attention… Mina got all of that. And more. When Caleb spotted her in the middle of his living room, a red cup of who knew what in hand, surrounded by Alphas… he saw red.

"Ow, you're hurting me!" Mina whined as her foster brother dragged her outside.

"What were you thinking coming here?!"

"Zayne brought me!"

"You should've said no!"

"I wanted to see you! I never see you anymore, this is what I have to do to see my brother now?"

"I am not your brother," Caleb hissed at her, startling her. He instantly regretted it when he saw the look on her face, the hurt in her eyes. "I-" he sighed, running his fingers through his hair.

"Why would you say that to me?" Mina's voiced cracked as tears filled her eyes.

"No, baby, that's not what I meant, I'm sorry," he said in a soft voice, his soft voice that he only used for her and that she had missed deeply. He gently placed his hands on her shoulders, but he was avoiding her eyes.

Frustrated, Mina tried to push him away from her, but he was like a rock, unmovable.

"I hate you," she whispered, tears running down her cheeks.

"That's okay," he murmured as he wrapped his arms around her and pressed a kiss in her hair.

"No, it's not okay!"

She was crying now, her face buried in his shirt. "You left me! You left me alone! Gran died and you weren't there!'

"I'm sorry, I couldn't… I had to…"

"What?" she shouted as she pushed herself away from him, from his embrace. "What did you have to do that was so important you weren't at Gran's funeral? You weren't there when I needed you the most!"

"I can't… I can't be there for you anymore, Mina…"

"Why not? Why do you hate me so much?"

"No, baby, you don't get it, I don't hate you," he assured her, taking her face in his hands, making her look at him. "I… I couldn't stay because… because I want something I can't have. And I don't want to hurt you."

"What doest that mean?" she frowned, and in her anger Caleb could see incomprehension.

"Does anyone know? Baby, tell me, does anyone know you're an Omega?"

"No, of course not."

"Good, that's good," he released a sigh of relief before embracing her once again. "No one can know."

Mina froze in his strong embrace. His strong Alpha scent surrounded her like a protective shield.

"Is that… is that why you left me… because I'm an Omega?"

Caleb sighed heavily. "I love you, you know that right?"

"… I love you too."

"One day your suppressants won't do the job anymore, and you'll need… someone. Promise me you'll find a good Alpha."

Silence invaded the backyard. The muffled sounds from the party raging inside was all that could be heard, but neither of them paid it any mind. Mina's hands gripped Caleb's shirt and she trembled slightly in his arms.

"I already have found a good Alpha…"

"Mina…"

"Is that why you left?" she asked, gripping his shirt tightly. He could hear the tears in her voice.

"I'm your brother…"

"No, you're not!"

Caleb chuckled quietly. "Do you see now why I had to go?"

"It's not fair!"

"One day, you'll have to make that decision. And I can't be your brother when you do."

Mina sobbed. "It's not fair…"

"I know… but in the end, no matter what happens, no matter who you choose… I'll always be there for you. Always."

***

Mina entered Zayne's room without knocking. It was unlike her to do such a thing, and Zayne would usually not appreciate it but when he saw her face, her wet cheeks, her red eyes… he chose to remain silent, even when she collapsed on his bed with her shoes on.

"I see you spoke to your brother."

"He's not my brother!"

"What happened?"

Mina sighed. "Don't worry about it, I know you're busy. Just pretend I'm not here."

"But you are here, and you are upset. I would be a bad friend to ignore it."

"Is Caleb my brother?" she mused. "Can he be something else or will he always be my brother…"

"Well, technically speaking, he is not your brother, you were never adopted as such."

"Technically speaking…" she repeated. Was that enough?

"Why? What else do you want him to be?"

What a question that was. The answer was not so simple.

"I'm just going to stay here for a little while… is that okay?"

"Of course."

Zayne eyed the teary girl on his bed for a moment before turning back to the books on his desk.

***

When Mina woke up, she didn't know where she was. That wasn't her bed or her bedroom, and she was still fully clothed, although, someone had removed her shoes.

"Zayne…"

She looked around but the room was empty. The clock on his bedside table showed it was the middle of the night, 3AM. At least the party was over, there was no music or laughter to be heard. She pushed the covers to the side and sat up. She didn't question how she got under the covers of Zayne's bed. She simply put on her shoes and exited the room.

"Hey, watch it!"

Mina gasped as a male voice reprimanded her.

"You're not Zayne," another voice said.

Mina found herself in the hallway with two strangers she could only assume to be Caleb and Zayne's roommates. Two Omegas looking right at her.

"Uh… no I'm… I'm Mina, I'm Caleb's… I'm Caleb's…"

"Sister, yeah we know of you," the one with the purple hair cut her off.

"What are you doing in Zayne's room?" the blonde one inquired.

"Oh, I was… I guess I must have fallen asleep earlier… he was with me before."

"He's in the kitchen making coffee. Hi, I'm Rafayel, this is Xavier."

Mina eyed the two men before her, two Omegas… two claimed Omegas. The bite marks weren't hidden behind a scarf or a ton of makeup. They were worn proudly, adorned on their throats.

"Yeah he's doing an all nighter again," Xavier sighed his disapproval.

"So uh… you and Zayne…" Rafayel said wiggling his eyebrows.

"No," Mina shook her head. "We're just friends."

The look of disappointment could not be missed on the Omega's face, but Xavier only seemed bored. Mina stood awkwardly in the hallway. It wasn't surprising they would think that, after all, she must reek of Zayne's scent now that she had slept in his bedsheets. She needed some fresh air, desperately. She had spent the night in the company of Alphas, had gotten Caleb's scent on her and now Zayne's scent was attacking her senses like a relentless assault against her suppressants.

"I should go," Mina said, awkwardly walking around them to reach the stairs. "It was nice to meet you!"

Rafayel and Xavier watched her leave quietly and once she had disappeared looked back at each other.

"Did you smell that?" Xavier asked.

"Yeah. She needs better suppressants."

Mina found Zayne and Caleb in the kitchen. Caleb was cleaning after his guests, Zayne was, as Rafayel had said, drinking a cup of coffee. Both Alphas smelled her before they heard her, which alarmed the captain of the football team. He dropped everything and rushed over to her.

"Mina, what's wrong?"

"Nothing's wrong," she frowned, confused by the panicked look on his face. "Why?"

"You.."

The front door opened and didn't allow Caleb to respond. Mina smelled the Alpha as soon as he penetrated the house. He was huge. Not just in size but in height. Imposing, tall and strong. He was wearing a dark suit perfectly tailored to his muscular chest and arms. It made him even scarier. There was no doubt, with his white hair and red eyes, he wasn't just any Alpha. He was the Alpha to lead all Alphas. The leader of the pack.

"Sylus," Zayne greeted. "You're home late."

"I had business," the white haired Alpha said with a voice so deep it shook Mina to her core.

She swallowed heavily. That wasn't normal. The effect he had on her, just with his voice. She looked up at Caleb and saw concern in his eyes.

"Who's this?" Sylus asked as he turned towards her. "Finally found an Omega of your own, Caleb?"

"She's not an Omega."

Sylus raised an eyebrow at Caleb's words. "No?" he cocked his head slightly before he took a step forward.

Mina could feel Caleb tensing up next to her, or perhaps it was her own nervousness she was feeling. Sylus approached her slowly, then leaned over to her, his face coming close to hers, coming down to her neck. Mina felt paralyzed, caged by the Alpha who wasn't even touching her. Sylus breathed her in and hummed. His red eyes moved to find hers and he smirked at the fear he saw in them. He moved away slowly, as his fingers seized her chin and forced her to look up at him.

"Looks like your suppressants decided to quit on you, little Omega," Sylus tsked.

"She just forgot to take them," Caleb assumed.

"No, I didn't," Mina said quietly, knowing what this meant. And from the look on Caleb's face, so did he.

"A valiant effort," Sylus smiled, "to hide your little sister's secret."

"This does not come out of this house," Caleb ordered.

"Who am I going to tell?" Sylus shrugged. "But the suppressants have stopped working, taking them still will only damage her health."

"He's right," Zayne said from behind them. "Do you know who triggered your heat, Mina?"

"My… my heat? No, I'm not in heat," the Omega shook her head.

Sylus laughed. Caleb's heart sank. "Mina… your body has rejected the suppressants… you know what that means."

"But… I feel fine."

"For now," Rafayel said as he appeared in the living room with Xavier.

"You'll feel it soon. And it'll hurt."

"Shut up, Xavier," Caleb growled.

"Do not speak to my Omega that way," Sylus warned.

"Then tell your Omega not to scare m…" Caleb paused.

"Scare your…? You sister? Or your Omega, Caleb?" Sylus asked. "Figured that one out yet?"

"Shut up!"

"That's enough," Zayne called from behind them. "Mina is going into her first heat and she doesn't have an Alpha, now is not the time for us to argue. We need to figure out who triggered her heat as he's most likely her mate."

"Oh please," Rafayel sighed dramatically, "we all know it's you, Zayne, the girl slept in your bed for a few hours, your scent is all over her."

"You what?" Caleb turned towards Zayne, "you let her sleep in your bed, are you insane?" Did you do this on purpose?"

"A few minutes ago, I was still under the impression your sister was a beta, Caleb."

"Caleb," Mina called, her voice quiet and weak, but he heard her nonetheless. "Can we talk about this?"

On Caleb's face was a mixture of anger, uncertainty, panic… and fear.

"Caleb," she begged as tears filled her eyes.

Oh, how he hated to make her cry again, especially on this night.

"I'm sorry, baby," he said before stepping away. Mina's eyes grew bigger with each step he took and she watched him walk away from her. She watched her Alpha exit the house she was now trapped in.

Her heart was ripped apart at the loss of her chosen mate, as his scent vanished while two others invaded her senses. Her blood started to burn in her veins, her belly ached calling for an Alpha that was no longer there.

Her heat had started. It slammed into her with a vengeance, demanding an Alpha, demanding a knot, demanding to be claimed.

Mina collapsed under the weight of her triggered heat and all the pain and aches that came with it.

[mingis-orangejuice]

MC gets Swarmend by a Bunch of Fans

Summary: MC starts to become popular because a video of her fighting wanderers goes viral. How will the boys react to your new-found fame?

a/n: I'm back after not writing for a billion years, I've been busy with life. I'm still not sure if I'm going to be consistent on here yet, but thanks to those who actually stuck around even tho I don't post often. Also this is my first time writing for Caleb. I haven't played many of his cards yet, so I'm not as familiar with him as I am with the other boys, so keep that in mind while you read his part, no hate please

Genres/Warnings: No warnings, just Fluff, established relationship, a bit of jealousy, but nothing toxic, and sassy boys :)

Word count: 1466

You were recently named the number one hunter in all of Linkon City after a video of you went viral. You simultaneously killed 2 large wanderers while also evacuating the local elementary school. All the comments were singing your praises. This has resulted in multiple massive online communities forming around their love for you. You became really popular with male fans too since you’re one of the few female hunters in the industry. They constantly leave comments, asking if you have a boyfriend and if you could crush their heads like you did to the wanderers.

After your overnight success, your man calls you. He wants to take you out to celebrate, hopefully it will just be a nice quiet date with no distractions, right?…

Xavier:

-Takes you to get ice cream in the park, he didn’t really think it through

-he was confused about how all these people showed up to your date in this very public park

-They push past Xavier, trying to get your autograph

-You don’t want to disappoint, so you ask Xavier to sit down for a bit while you sign a few autographs

-You get tons of questions and comments about Xavier that the fans make sure to say loud enough for him to hear, like: “Is that other hunter your boyfriend? He doesn’t look tough, I could take him.” and  “I can treat you better than he would.” “You can do better than that guy.”

-Xavier is seething with jealousy, not just cuz a bunch of guys are interested in you, but because he's a hunter too. Why doesn't he have any fans :( 

-he’d  squeeze past the guys to get to you

-once he finally does, he’d grab you by the waist and hold you close, letting everyone know you were his 

Xavier: Shows over everyone, thanks for your support. But me and MY GIRLFRIEND need to continue OUR DATE,

-he would make sure to glare at the guys he heard earlier as he says the words “Girlfriend” and “date.”

Rafayel:

-Takes you to a nice restaurant far enough out of the city that the swarm of fans wouldn’t be able to get to on foot. And too expensive for them to get into anyway.

-he was used to having to avoid crowds of fans; this is where he would usually go to escape them.

-but he didn’t expect you to have fans outside the city

-All eyes were on you. He hoped that since this place was so sophisticated, the fans would just stare and nothing more.

-he was wrong. 

-All night, men were sending you drinks from the bar, and they even offered to pay for the most expensive meals on the menu. Some even asked you to ditch Rafayel and sit with them instead.

-Each time a guy sent something to your table, he would get more and more sulky

-he moves in closer and wraps his arm around you to make sure they know you’re taken

-He can’t take it anymore, he looks towards the main group of guys that had been doing most of the drink-sending. 

Rafayel: She’s with me, ok, don't get any ideas. And stop sending her stuff, I’m more than capable of buying her every item off the menu without even making a dent in my wallet. And what's with sending her all these drinks? I bet you poisoned them. She would never accept drinks from just anyone, especially creeps like you ! Come on, let's get out of here. I guess this place isn’t as sophisticated as I thought.

-Rafayel takes your hand and leads you out of the restaurant

-You guys drive to his place. 

-The moment you guys get in and close the door, he gets all pouty again.

- Please cuddle him till he feels better.

Rafayel: I thought I'd lose you today. To make sure you’re safe, I guess you’ll just have to stay here for a while, maybe even forever.

MC: *eye roll* Raf, I’m going to have to go back to work eventually

Rafayel: No, you don’t, you can just retire now that you’re at the top of your game!

- he’ll get all pouty once you try to leave, he’ll insist on driving you home and everywhere from now on, you know, just to make sure you’re safe, definitely not cuz he’s scared you’ll leave him.

-Long story short, he doesn't want to share you 

Zayne:

-Zayne would be very proud of you. He would make sure to refer to you as “his number one hunter” as much as possible just to tease you.

- but would also watch these guys like a hawk, 

-If any of them touches you or makes you uncomfortable, he'll step in

-Zayne will take you to your favourite cafe, it's small and quiet and serves your favourite drinks.

-Once you two finish up and walk out, there's a line of fans waiting for your autograph.

-Zayne intertwines your fingers with his so he doesn’t lose you in the crowd 

Zayne: If you’re here for an autograph from MC, please form a straight line, and she will get to as many people as she can.

-The fans somehow listen to Zayne and form an organized line.

-Zayne will be like your talent manager; if a fan is taking too long, he’ll move them along. If any of them say or do anything inappropriate, he’ll make sure to glare at them while politely asking them to leave

-The whole time while you’re signing stuff and talking with fans, Zayne will be standing closely behind, making sure everything goes smoothly.

- as much as he doesn’t like the crowd, he knows you’re having fun being in the spotlight

-but he can tell when you’re tired and will shoo everyone away so that you can rest.

-He’s proud of you for your achievemen,t but would rather not have to deal with a large crowd of people trying to hit on his girlfriend.

Sylus:

-will most likely try and hide cuz if they're Hunter fans, they probably know who he is and would be wondering why the top Hunter is on a date with the leader of Onychinus. 

-He'd probably try to keep a low profile, or use Luke and Kieran as a distraction so you two can get away quickly.

-but if you really wanted to go out he’d make sure to wear a disguise, and do his best impression of Skye the fruit vendor.

-the tabloids would be all over this story “Local big-shot hunter in a relationship with small-town fruit vendor?”

-He wouldn’t really mind the guys hitting on you, cuz at the end of the day, he knows you’re going home with him

-he actually feels proud knowing that his girlfriend is so desired, it makes him want you more.

-He would take you somewhere out of the country once the news stories start to circulate, he can fool a few local fans but once his face gets photographed in the news, it could be over for him.

-you two would go to a tropical island where he of course has a private beach house. 

-He would pamper you as much as possible, and buy you as many gifts as possible, food clothes, accessories etc…

MC: Sylus, this is too much. How am I gonna bring this all back to Linkon?

Sylus: What? Can’t I be proud of my brave hunter girlfriend? After all, you’re going to need new outfits and accessories when you get back, I can’t have you in the tabloids wearing the same old hunter’s outfit from befor.e”

Caleb:

-He would brag to EVERYONE and I mean everyone.

-people he know’s people he doesn’t know, the mailman, the grocery store clerk, he would take every opportunity to let them know that he is dating the numer one hunter in Linkon.

-he wants everyone to know, especially if it embarrases you 

Caleb: *loudly in the middle of the restaurant* who would have guessed this little Pipsqueak who used to follow me around as kids, would become the number one hunter in all of Linkon?

MC: *slaps his arm* Caleb shush, you’re being annoying

-even though he wants to put the attention on you, the second any boy even thinks about hitting on you he’ll step in and let them know you’re taken.

-he’ll fly you to skyhaven and keep you in his apartment all weekend and have a movie marathon of all your favourite movies to celebrate.

-he says its because he just wants to have a chill relaxed weekend but really he just doesnt want to share you.

-after the weekend together is over, he’ll personally fly you back to Linkon and escort you to your aprtment.

-he trusts you, he just doesn't trust the men in Linkon

[saturnslandfill]

HELLO? WHY HAVEN'T I SEEN THIS BEFORE?? Okay, now, I don't understand like half of each of the letters because of the handwriting they have (for me the most legible is Xav's), but oh god-. I almost cried with Rafayel's. (╥ ︿ ╥)

These are so pretty, ugh... As a person who loves writing/receiving letters, this is a very big detail in the game, and I absolutely adore it! (-´ ᵕ `-)♡

WE NEED A CALEB ONE, PLEASE INFOLD- (∩ ◜ᗜ◝ ∩) !

[wretchporker]

They're literally the same person.

Favourite drama princes (⁠人⁠ ⁠•͈⁠ᴗ⁠•͈⁠)

[sevenofdiamondsart]

happy belated valentines to all the hunters out there <3

[loverafayelinmydeepspace]

[yueichihara]

"Shut up!" - LaDS reactions.

LaDS boys reacting to you screaming at them to shut up.

Summary: How hard can it be to ask for a little peace and quiet when you're finally having a little bit of time for yourself? But they dismiss your request and have the audacity to pester you even further.

These are short stories, about a tired MC who keeps being called out to work, and whenever they're free they go out with the boys and spend no time to chill at home to recharge. So they snap.

cw: angst, mentions of dead people, mc facing hardships, a little fluff, raf being oblivious, snapping at rafayel

Tags: @sxremmie

Xavier - pt. 1 - 637 words

Rafayel - pt. 2 - 944 words

Caleb - pt. 3 - 952 words

Zayne incoming...

Sylus incoming...

•It had been an exhausting day at the hunter's association. More than that actually. The transport to the area affected by metaflux was delayed, causing you all to arrive later than expected.

•Upon arrival, you and your team had to walk through the bodies of several people lying on the ground, dead. The wanderers had taken almost a hundred. You managed to destroy them, but this was not a celebrating situation.

•All of you came back to the association with gloomy expressions, once again forced to remember the cruel parts of your work.

•You didn’t want to go home nor be alone today, so you took the bus heading towards Whitesand Bay. Not wanting Rafayel to be burdened with your overwhelming sadness, you decide to get off a few stops earlier and walk to the Studio.

•Your cellphone chimes in a joyful tune and you check it to see a new message from him in all caps. “HELP. PLEASE TELL ME YOU'RE CLOSE.”

•Dismissing the ‘help’ part, you're about to type that you're nearly there. Knowing his antics, he might just want to see you ASAP.

•A second message comes in before you hit send. “IT'S A WANDERER. I CAN'T DO THIS ALONE”. After the incidents that took place today, your body reacts instinctively, tensing and getting ready for battle, all tiredness gone.

•Gun on the ready to start shooting, you make your way through the studio, finding a light on at the end of the corridor. Kicking the door open, you scream: “Get down, now!” You point your gun and survey the area, but Rafayel is just standing there in front of his canvas, analysing it.

•Ignoring your reaction, he beams at your arrival. “There you are, cutie! Thank me you were around, I need your help with this piece.”

•You put down your gun, too stunned to speak or react, letting Rafayel pull you closer to the painting.

•There, in the middle, stands a halfway done luminivore. Your brain is slowly trying to catch up, understanding what just happened. You hear Rafayel yapping as he usually does when he's happy, but the situation is making your anger rise to the surface.

•This guy had just lured you in making you think there was a wanderer that he couldn't take care of. And you had rushed in scared something would happen to him only for it to be one of his stupid paintings.

•“... and then there's also the issue of the colour. It's been a while since I fought one and I'm not sure this hue is correct. Didn't you just come from work? What did you see today, maybe that will help me with-”

•“Shut up.” You barely mumble out.

•He stops, looking at you curiously. “What?”

•“SHUT UP!” This time you look at him, hair moving out of the way, letting him see the anguish and tears streaming down. “Do you have any idea what kind of scene I pictured when I received your message?”

•“I-” His posture changes, and he seems to slowly realise the mistake he'd made.

•“I thought you were hurt. I thought that I wouldn't be able to stand it if something happened to you. Do you have any idea the things I watch wanderers do? They KILL people, Rafayel. This is not something to be playing with.” Your words come out in a rush, you taste the salt of your tears and the sweat you had yet to wash off from the day.

•Your body suddenly gives out, exhaustion and sorrow washing over you. He catches you then, before you hit the floor. His arms are gentle but steady around you, and he turns into a hug. “I can't begin to apologise to you, my love.” You feel his hand brushing your hair, the other making circles on the small of your back. You end up curled in his lap on the floor, slowly drifting to sleep. He's talking but you can't hear him anymore.

•You wake up the next day, probably. A ray of sunshine comes in through a small gap in the curtains, its intensity signaling it was probably noon already. You reach for your phone and remember it's your day off.

•Rafayel walks in and smiles at you, turning on one of the warmest lights. You look down at yourself and see you'd been changed and your wounds had been taken care of. He sits next to you but not as close as he tends to.

•You look up at him and open your mouth to apologise for your outburst from yesterday. Yes, he was in the wrong for sending such a cryptic message that was so easily misunderstood. But he didn't know what you had gone through that day, nor should he know. It's supposed to be classified information. Also, you shouldn't be bringing your work troubles home.

•“Don't” He cups your face, cutting you off. “I have no idea what went through with your mission yesterday, but I shouldn't have written such a message. And I should have paid more attention to the state you were in. I'm sorry, babe.” He kisses you on the cheek.

•A few tears fall away and he wipes them off. “Let me take care of you today, yeah?” You barely nod before he takes your hand and guides you to the bathroom. “How about we start with a warm bath? Not to be mean, but I think you really need it right now.” He looks at you and you realise you were still dirty and stinky from the day before. A chuckle and a laugh comes out of you, and you see his expression soften.

[lndsismaeverything]

Lnds being a girl dad

Decided to write it down because I'm bored 🥱 here is my list of ideas that can use but just tag me on it so I can also enjoy the story

Xavier :

Calls your daughter lil princess

Has his hair color and your eyes. Inherited his cute lil pout

Xavier would totally get everything his lil princess wants. Want that new toy? Or how about the new plushie at the arcade machine? Sure, he'll get it right away

Xavier would love to read bed time stories to his daughter every night. Turning off the light while turning on the fairy lights acting as twinkling like stars in the night sky in your daughter room.

He definitely built a fort for her

Has two pets rabbits named Mr.Bunbun and Mrs.Bunbun ( they are married in your daughter mind )and one goldfish named Goldie had Goldie replace every month bec it keeps dying because of your clueless daughter that keep killing the fish

"Daddy why is Goldie floating? " your daughter said curiously " it's because he's taking his afternoon naps , and time for yours too " Xavier lifted his lil princess, carrying her too her room. After she's asleep Xavier calls you " we need another goldfish" he scratches his head " what is it this time?" You asked on there other line " she put a heater in the thank to keep him warm "you sigh, a hand on your hip as you told him frustrated " I told you not to give her a goldfish, poor fish "

He could tell his daughter the truth but couldn't stand to break her lil heart. And it isn't that he didn't keep an eye on her while she played with the fish it's just he took a 5 minutes nap , it wouldn't hurt right? Well that proofed him wrong...

Would like to bake cookies with her ( with you watching them of course )

Would miss his lil princess and you too during every mission . He can't wait to go home to his loving family

If you both are given a mission and both of u can't look after your daughter, she gladly stay with uncle Jeremiah. During the stay with her uncle she learns some gardening skills and is pretty good at taking care of plants

Xavier is of course jealous of Jeremiah, seeing his daughter talking about how the few days has been with her favorite uncle

" princess who do u like more your dad or your stupid uncle Jeremiah? " he said serious

" daddy don't say that about uncle Jeremiah! " good thing she has your personality always ready to defend the person she care and love. But Xavier couldn't help feel his heart ache but also feel proud, his lil princess stood up for his uncle but going against her dad

" uncle Jeremiah is a great uncle and smart tooo ! He's not stupid " she said to her dad " uncle Jeremiah is my favorite uncle! But you are my dad and the best daddy I could ask for "

You ended up ending the recording to Jeremiah to let him witness this scene too

Zayne

His office would be also his daughter office. After school your daughter would walk to Akso hospital since the kindergarten isn't far from the hospital just a 5min walk. But sometimes zayne would be free , so he would pick up his daughter if he didn't had a appointment at that time.

also would occasionally ( almost everytime he pick up his daughter ) bring your daughter to the bakery next a few buildings from the kindergarten .

Inherited his father's sweet tooth

Also hates the dentist

He will watch his daughter sit in his office doing her homework in her lil desk next to him. Also has a picture frame of the family photo that you didn't take a few days ago

The reason why zayne daughter would be at his work is because sometimes you can't pick up your daughter during the day is because your busy with mission and work.

After work you pick up your daughter at your husband work " bye daddy see you soon " she waved and your husband nodded " see you at home "

But sometimes zayne would come home late at night and your daughter would already be asleep by then. Also the reason why she likes going to her dad work place, is to spend time with him when at night she bearly see him or spend time with

When zayne would have a surgery your daughter would patiently do her homework ,if she's done she would go around the hospital lobby and talk to the nurses and doctors

The nurses and doctors love your cute lil daughter

" oh how she looks like Dr. Zayne so much "

" she also has Dr. Zayne calm expression "

Your daughter would have a personal ID badge hanging around her neck that you help her make . Just letting the other nurses and doctors know that she Dr.zayne daughter and not a lost kid

Zayne would double check himself if he has any blood on himself or the smell of blood on him before going to see his daughter after the surgery

Zayne can't help it if his daughter ask for another piece of his macarons " ok, you can have another one but just dont tell your mom. You can it have a maximum of 3 per day and you already have 5 "

"but daddy the same goes for you too and your already have 6 !" Your husband chuckled "alright this will be our lil secret"

" what little secrets ?" You lean against the doorframe , folding your arms as you watch both of them eating, almost finishing dozen macarons

Girl dad zayne would deny that he always saying yes to his daughter " oh really? What about last week Saturday? U said no more sugar but you bought her a snow cone" you tease your husband

" daddy can I have that snow cone? It's a double scoop and it looks like a snowman ! And best of all I can share with you ! "

" at least she has a good reason " your husband replied pushing his glasses to the brim of is node" oh just admit it Dr.zayne ~ "he smile and looked at your sleeping daughter on his office couch

Rafayell

Would spoil his lil sea guppy rotten

" daddy can I have a pony? " already bought one a few seconds ago when he say her drawing a pony. Bought a pony the same as the drawing

Want some plushies? No worries he called Thomas to get her the most cutest plushy and limited to edition

But your daughter love the plushies her had won for her at the arcade especially the pufferfish and the birb

Would teach your daughter about lemurians language. Also tell her stories about the lemurians

" daddy do you think I can turn my legs into a lemurian fish tailtoo? " her eyes sparked looking at her dad

" of course you can. You are half lemurian and human after all " rafayell ruffled her hair

The day she transformed into a lamurian in the bathtub is the day rafayell cheered for her because he didn't know if she could actually turn her legs into a fish tail

Would take her to the beach so she can swim in the ocean and get used to the salty waters . But also for some family fun time

You joined them watching how rafayell teach your daughter to swim in her new found form. You don't have a fish tail but you can still breath under water because of the sea god. It was fun watching your daughter struggle a bit

" hold my hand it be easier for your to balance yourself " your husband hold your daughter hand preventting from her turning upside down

" ugh, daddy this is worst then learning how to ride a bike! " your daughter wine, you couldn't help but laugh at them

Rafayell would bring your daughter to the art exhibit .

Also have a painting named after her and inspired by her . But that isn't for sale that's for the living room at home

Your daughter has a lot of dresses like a lot and same for shoes and jewelry. Rafayell like to dress his daughter up

First class trips with her daddy

Rafayell would definitely ride his sports car to pick her up at kindergarten.

" now wheres my little guppy? " he said standing at the door from the class she's in " daddy ! "

Sylus

Would let your daughter go on busssnins meeting with him because she asked him. At first he said no because it's a dangerous mission . But your daughter is cunning which she got from you of course " but I have daddy to protect me there, he's the strongest and he's the best so nothing will happen to me " that boosted his ego

You where furious when you found out that your husband took your daughter to a dangerous meeting that ended blowing up the whole building " but sweetie, it's nothing I can't handle, she save and onharmed "

" you let her hold a gun."

" that's because she hated the merchant " sylus said confidently

Looks like onychinus had a new leader soon after her dad step down

Would let her dress Mephisto up

Sylus would teach your daughter some boxing moves

Would try to fit all of you guys in his motorcycle , your daughter in front , placing her hand on the handle while your husband hand on top of hers and you always being sylus backpack

Would have customized helmets with your names on it

Sylus would let her daughter play with his hair and stick some stickers on him and if he feels generous ( which he is toward you and your daughter ) he'll even let your daughter put make up on him

Luke and Kieran would be the best uncles . Would like to join her uncles with pranks

Love doing karaoke with her dad .both can't sing well and are death ears

Sylus would buy the whole arcade just for her daughter

Plays kitty cards with your daughter and always lose on purpose

Sylus is definitely the type to give anything her daughter fancies. She looked firearm for 5 second? Is already here with her name on it of course with no bullets . Or else he wouldn't have hear the end of it from you

Would definitely sign a no boyfriend till your married

Like and karien are your daughter personal bodyguards

Would prepare a fancy ball for her birthday

Would play the piano for her also teaching her some keys

End up hitting the post button while middle way writing 😅sorry for grammar mistakes and words.

[izzlizzwizz]

do u guys think raf would pull them when im giving him -- anyway.

[mooncrestedwaters]

Been thinking about Rafayel and how he shows his love (especially after his newest card trailer).

On the surface, Rafayel seems like he's an open book. He's witty, affectionate, chatty ect ect

But once you dig deeper you realise that he's that way...but only with the person he loves. He's actually quite reserved and doesn't enjoy being the center of attention, even going so far to say his job is a thing of self expression rather than something he actively strives to make money off of.

With the upcoming new 5* card of Rafayel's, I wasn't shocked that we didn't have a kiss or one where he tried to kiss us (and tbh his sweeter form of affection in wanting to cuddle us and snuggle into our neck made my tummy do flips and had me having a near breakdown from how much it made me gooey)

I feel like Rafayel is a yearner to his core, even his interviewer noted as much that he gave an air of 'romance' to him.

The best way I can describe it is; His love is like his profession and his EVOL.

Art takes time, it takes an observant eye and mind. I've grown up with artists my entire life and to make a painting is much more than slapping some acrylics onto a board and calling it a day. It takes tempering, to prepare the board, to build up layers upon the canvas to correct any mistakes without an eraser or undo button.

It's gentle, tending to the whims of the canvas to make a happy compromise of your own.

Onto his EVOL, Rafayel treats a relationship like a firepit. He wants it to have longevity, keeping himself and the fire alight. So instead of chucking a log onto the firepit he nourishes it with kindling, giving it a poke here and here to check on its status while being warmed by the flames.

Rafayel is also horrifically traumatised from previous encounters with love.

Think of it this way;

He was a Prince. Set to be throned as a King and live with his beloved forever.

He set out to find a devout follower to sacrifice their heart to him in turn found himself giving them his own heart and betraying everything because he wouldn't let a pre-destined prophecy rule himself or his beloved.

When he got his love back, in another timeline they were brainwashed and ended up killing him. The absolute agony you must go through, to be maliciously murdered and know that it's by the person you love but not their intention to do so and in your last breath you grant them mercy to die alongside you by singing them to death.

Moving onto Abysswalker Rafayel, the weight of being told you have to kill your love to resurrect your hometown, taking the love of your life on a wondrous journey to know you have to kill them in the end and instead erasing their memories of you permanently to protect them and keep them alive, rewriting a tome for their sake and thus dooming his beloved kingdom and people to be tormented for eternity of his peoples damned screams of death and agony.

Do you ever wonder if he has sat with himself and laminated over this horrifying fall from grace?

Yet he still does it, for them.

After ruminating over this; I wouldn't be as forward as the other LI either.

I think Rafayel is immaculately brave and loyal for even trying again, for still searching for his beloved over years and years.

He has his insecurities, they show when he gets bratty or needy. Quipping at his beloved for not having their sole attention on him, he's meant to be worshipped after all, doted on, praised for having put in so much effort.

Alas, his love doesn't remember, doesn't see the accumulation of sacrifices and things hes done for them.

So he hints, he prods and pokes gently and he starts having them warm up to him again. Braving a tender word here, a lovingly gentle touch there and moving up and forward until he can see that his beloved has fallen in love with him again.

Rafayel is a love that doesn't burn bright, it burns with stability, it burns with loyalty, it burns with truth and gentle care. He would never want to scorch his love.

Rafayel makes accommodations for them, weaving them into his life in any way, if that may be employing them to inviting them on little excursions. Even keeping a watchful eye over them, noticing when they're in need, hurt or just simply making his presence known as a comfortable 'You can come to me'.

He's a gentleman, a romantic...with a little edge (Rafayel audios I'm looking at you, hard)

Anyways, I should not drink copious amounts of caffeine within a short allotment of time. I hope my ramblings have been enjoyable 🤍🪽

[blackbimbo444]

THE MC PROJECT (A FREE SIM DOWNLOAD)

Happy Friday, angels! ☀️✨ the mc project is officially out! 💖💫 I made a sim base to sort of play off the way you get a generic base in LADS that you can edit to suit you. Each Sim is inspired by a different group of people, so hopefully, one resonates with you! Love and deepspace allows character customization so i tried to base my shade range off of theirs and each outfit is inspired by one in the game and for the hijabi mc, i made sure to tweak some ever so slightly so they can align with her modest clothing style, plus i kept everyone dark haired as there's only one hair color in the storyline and cards, but feel free to tweak them to match your own vision of your mc! 🎨💕 my love and deepspace men collection is out as well so check the previous posts for them, but that concludes my love and deepspace sim making for now haha, maybe i'll include side characters eventually, but for now, i'll continue my townie makeover mega project as well as other sims i have planned. All CC is linked in the CC list, along with a fun little playlist to vibe to while you download! 🎶💿 Enjoy and happy simming and have a lovely weekend!!!🪐💙

cc list link HERE

patreon link HERE

And thank you to all the talented cc creators i used to make these sims!!!

CREDIT LIST:

PEACHYFAERIE (no longer creating, but very amazing!)

CmarNYC (a passed on modder, incredibly talented please check out her content)

@regina-raven

@marsmerizing-sims

@obscurus-sims

@leahlillith

@gegesimmer

@daylifesims

@joshjoseoh

@lijoue

@camuflajesims

@crypticsim

@gorillax3-cc

@atelierlena

@northernsiberiawinds

@sunberry_sims4

@dumbabysims 

@kikovanitysimmer

@simandy

@teanmoon

@charonlee

@divinecap

@poyopoyosim

@rimings

@seoulsoul-sims

@belaloallure3

@caio-cc

@enriques4

@fashionsimsta

[mightymorphinpowerreiner]

Reuploading since I fixed the MC’s hand 😌💜

Anywho, I love these two specifically, their sea marriage and their trope