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MC: what time is it? Rafayel: i dunno, hand me my flute Rafayel: *starts playing flute* Neighbor: WHO IS PLAYING THE FUCKING FLUTE AT TWO AM?! Rafayel: it's two am
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I love the fact that nearly every Rafayel main is addicted to his tiny sexy waist.
Like I would grab it, bury my fingers in the side and pull at it to crash him against me, and while I bite his chin and neck 🫦
Or I sling my arms around his adorable waist to dig my nose between his shoulders and nuzzle my face there.
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MC: I can never tell if someone is flirting with me or just being friendly.
Caleb: Maybe we should kiss until you figure it out.
MC: Like platonically or?
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Sometimes Xavier just hits different.
One minute I’m minding my business, being productive, acting like I have my life together. And then suddenly he gives that look from the Coolsplash Splash card or blindsides me with his Where Stars Scatter myth content and I’m caving. Again.
First it was his recent limited myth. Now the You and Midsummer event. (And that wasn‘t the first time this happened.) His duality is actually insane. He can be soft, comforting, and grounding - then immediately shift into ruthless, sharp, calculated mode and I’m just. Yeah.
On a side note: He sleeps a lot, sure, but it’s not just a “sleepy boy” thing. It’s tied to his lore. His body literally needs recovery time. He’s drained, physically and emotionally. Xavier’s rest is about survival, not laziness.
He’s way more layered than that. Xavier is capable, perceptive, fierce, comforting and vulnerable at the same time.
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cant believe zayne hid the fact he got a beauty mark beside his eye smh no wonder he never got a bad angle



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Rafayel doesn’t love you carefully. He doesn’t portion it out, doesn’t weigh the risks. He floods. Like a wave you didn’t see coming. Like a prayer whispered on repeat. Like an offering he places at your feet, over and over, as if worshiping you were instinct.
There’s no performance in it. No disguise. Just a steady, unshakable certainty:
You are worthy. You are beautiful. You are everything.
He drowns the noise in your head so completely that some days, you forget it was ever there. The old doubts. The quiet ache. The parts of you that used to flinch at being seen.
With him, they don’t need to hide. He sees them. And instead of turning away, he traces them like constellations.
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She drinks red bull I drink monster she's cheer captain and i am a lobster
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I dont like uncertainty i need to know everything now
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thinking about how ii said he writes his drums around vessels vocals and how vessel dances in time with the drums during shows
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