#love and deepspace game

[huntermoris]

⭐️the gala⭐️

inspired by this post by the lovely @leighsartworks216 🫡🫡🫡

hopefully y'all will notice all the little easter eggs and stuff :)) if there are any misspelling: mind your business and imagine it correctly ☺️☺️☺️ also if anyone actually figures out the song she is singing: you get a free art request of anything you desire, lol good luck 👹👹

also sorry for the wait🫡🫡 :)) lol hope you enjoy :))

[pfpanimes]

⌕ love and deepspace - sylus.

like or reblog if you save use. 🤍

[m00nkissedlover]

・｡A Drunk Valentine 💝

You've ordered: a dark chocolate liquor donut! enjoy!

"But, hey, what can you do? I'm a touchy feely fool~"

Rafayel x reader | word count: 1,059 words

Summary: you accidentally leave out liquor chocolates...what's the worst that could happen? 💝

Warnings: mentions of liquor chocolates, rafayel gets a little tipsy (i imagine him as a lightweight-), mild spice (MDNI). not really a warming, but lowkey clingy rafayel 🤍

Note: my first love and deepspace fic! i haven't played the game (yet), so if anything in this fic seems inaccurate, feel free to (respectfully) let me know. happy valentine's day! 💕

Your Valentine's Day with your boyfriend was rather eventful and warmed your heart to its core. First thing in the morning, you woke up to a pleasant and delicious breakfast in bed. After feeding each other and sneaking kisses, the two of you relaxed in bed for the majority of the day, just enjoying each other's presence.

Later on, Rafayel took you out for a lavish dinner, set right by the ocean. And at the end of it all, you two exchanged gifts. He gave you the gift he'd been working on for weeks on end: a gorgeous painting of you as a merperson. You gave him clay figures you sculpted to look just like the two of you. The night ended off with you and Rafayel playing around in the ocean, splashing each other and having an all around good time.

You two finally made your way back home, stepping into your cozy shared apartment. You had dried off with the towels Rafayel had in the car, but your skin still begged for a shower.

"I'll be right back, I'm gonna go get in the shower." you told your boyfriend, getting a thumbs up in response.

As you disappeared down the hallway, Rafayel floated around the apartment, looking for something to hold his attention until you got back. His eyes soon settled upon two boxes of chocolate, one blue and one red. There weren't any names or labels on them, both boxes filled with the same chocolates.

Surely, you wouldn't mind if Rafayel snuck a few, right? After all, you two were probably going to eat them together after your showers.

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You exited your shared bedroom, all cozy in your pajamas. Now all you needed was for Rafayel to shower and you two could spend the rest of Valentine's Day cuddling and watching a movie.

"Rafayel, the shower's free!" you announced, walking down the hallway. Usually, you'd already hear him making his way down the hall, but this time, you didn't get a response at all.

"Rafayel?" you called out, hearing a faint mumbling from the living room.

There you saw him, slumped onto the couch, his cheeks flushed and eyes half lidded. He was giggling and mumbling something incoherent, his fingers stained with a bit of...brown? Your eyes traveled down to where the blue box of chocolates sat, wide open with half the box gone.

"Rafayel, how many of these did you eat?" you asked, rushing over and taking the box.

"Why are you so...worried about it? Aren't those...for me?" he asked, his speech a bit slured.

"No! They're liquor filled chocolates, for my boss!" Rafayel raised an eyebrow, scooting over to where you kneeled near the couch.

"You...bought chocolate...for your boss?" he questioned, a frown on his lips.

"Of course I did. My boss gave everyone chocolate yesterday and I just wanted to return the favor." you said, sighing as you looked at the half empty box of chocolates. "I'll have to buy another one."

"Why are you...buying chocolates for...another man?" Rafayel asked, reaching over to tilt your chin up.

You almost burst out laughing at his question, taking his hand and intertwining your fingers. "Rafayel, my boss is a woman."

The purple haired male blinked at you, him frown now turning into a pout. "But maybe she-"

"She's married. And has kids." you said, already knowing what your boyfriend was thinking. He was so clingy when he was drunk, especially right now.

"Come on, let's go get you in the shower, and then we'll get you sobered up, okay?" you hummed, cupping his cheeks in your hands. You couldn't deny how cute he looked, all drunk and blushing and pouty.

As hard as it was to lug a six foot drunk man to the bathroom, you somehow managed to get him there. You let go of him to turn on the shower, turning around to take your leave.

"Let me know if you need anything." you said, sneaking a glance at him unbuttoning his shirt.

Before you knew what was happening, Rafayel pulled you into the shower with him, clothes and all. He pressed you back against the frosty glass, his knee moving to slip between your legs.

"What the hell?" you gasped, your own cheeks starting to heat up. He didn't say anything, just stared at you with those big and beautiful eyes of his.

"Rafayel, this is not the time for this. You need to shower and-!" He quickly silenced you with a kiss, his lips slowly moving against yours. Honestly, you didn't really mind, your senses going numb as you melted into it.

You could taste the sweet chocolate and bitter liquor on his tongue as he deepened the kiss, his grip on your hips tightening. Who would've thought that your Valentine's day would end with a steamy make out session, fully clothed, and in the shower? Obviously not you.

Rafayel let out a soft noise as he moved from your lips to kiss down your neck, a hand coming up to pull down the collar of your shirt. Your head was spinning, the warm steam enveloping you, your now wet clothes sticking to your skin, the smell of Rafayel's cologne in the air. All of it sent your heart into a mad frenzy. And you just wanted more.

You tangled your hand into his hair, sighing softly as his lips pressed to your collarbone. You were starting to feel warm and tingly all over, hearing his deep breathing in your ear.

"Rafayel." you breathed out, your eyes fluttering shut. He continued to kiss over your skin, his movements becoming a bit slower. Then, you felt him still against you.

"Hello? Rafayel?" you murmured, nudging his head with your shoulder. Oh, look at that. He got you all worked up only to fall asleep right in the middle of it! And this was why he didn't drink often.

You somehow managed to get yourself and Rafayel out of the shower and into warm and dry clothes. He sluggishly flopped into bed with you, curling up to your chest like a cat would and falling asleep almost immediately.

His soft snores made you smile as you ran your fingers through his hair, pressing a soft kiss to his forehead.

What an eventful evening.

Note to self: write names on chocolate boxes next year. 💝

© m00nkissedlover, 2025

[bertieorangy]

WHAT THE FUCK IS THAT CAPTION

They changed the caption

And also this?? Why is the fandom having weirdos now, it’s supposed to be a safe space 😑 the fact that they even hearted the comment before un-hearted it says ALOT (massive thnx u to @/paopao_u3u for the screenshot 🙏)

Update: THEY DELETED THE VIDEO

Update: whatever this is

“Made people misunderstood” ??? YOU MADE A COMMENT ABOUT WANTING TO TOUCH HIM—AND TRIED TO PLAY IT OFF AS A JOKE?? YOU SHOULDN’T MAKE ANY CONTENT ABOUT ANY FANDOM AT ALL AFTER THIS

Update: they used chatGPT to apologize 😂😂 right, cuz making weird ass comments abt wanting to touch kids is totally not ped0 behavior

[plutoslittlerkive]

I don’t play when it comes to my Rafayel. 🗡️🤵🏽‍♀️

[yawnzbf]

SNEAK IN

Where rafayel sneaks in the dorms to get hold of you, as you both try and hide

Rafayel x gn! reader,, 1.5k ,, slight mature (making out!!)

“What are you doing here?” A panicked shriek escapes your lips as you spot Rafayel standing right outside your dorm. He shouldn’t be here. You both knew that.

The sound of footsteps echoed down the nearly empty hallway, cutting off any words you might have spoken as his eyes widened in fear. The first year of university was not the time to take risks that could ruin your future—not like this. And if Rafayel was caught in the dorms, there would be no talking your way out of it. The consequences would be severe.

Your phone buzzed in your hand, its screen casting a pale glow over both of your faces. Dread pooled in your stomach as you glanced at the notification—it was a warning about an intruder on campus. Rafayel. What you had feared was true. Maybe you’d jinxed it.

Rafayel plucked the phone from your hand, his eyes pleading with you, as if silently saying, save me this once, darling. Despite the danger, a smile tugged at your lips.

He’s here to see me.

Just like that, all the frustration you’d felt melted away, replaced by a warmth you couldn't deny. But the moment of softness didn’t last long. The warden’s footsteps were growing closer, her presence almost upon you. If she saw him now, it was over.

The warden’s footsteps echoed closer, but your mind raced even faster. There wasn’t much time, and if she found either of you now, there would be no way to explain why—Rafayel of all people—who shouldn’t be here was sneaking around the dorms.

Without thinking, you grabbed Rafayel’s hand and pulled him down the hall, your footsteps hushed and quick. The only sound left was the distant echo of the warden, growing fainter as you led him to safety.

Rafayel’s hand was warm in yours, his grip tight but comforting as you pulled him deeper into the shadows of the hallway. Your heart raced, not just from fear of being caught, but from the strange thrill that always accompanied him. You glanced back at him, a smile still playing on your lips despite the urgency of the situation. He was here. For you. And somehow, that made the risk worth it.

Your pulse quickened, but not just from the threat of getting caught. You were running through a maze of half-formed plans, trying to figure out where to hide him. "This way," you whispered, tugging him toward a stairwell at the end of the hall, just out of the warden’s sight. He followed without hesitation, his eyes still holding that playful glimmer even in the midst of the danger.

As the two of you slipped into the stairwell, the dim light flickering overhead, Rafayel’s breath was heavy in your ear. You pressed a finger to your lips, signaling for silence. The warden's footsteps grew louder, then paused—too close for comfort.

You pressed your back against the wall, trying to keep your breathing steady. Rafayel stood close, his chest almost brushing yours, his heartbeat pounding just as loudly as yours. For a moment, the world outside vanished. It was just you and him in the narrow space, the heat of his body radiating into yours, his gaze locked on you like you were the only thing that mattered.

“I can’t believe you came here,” you murmured, not sure whether to scold him or laugh.

His lips quirked up into a smirk, and he leaned in, his voice low and teasing. “I told you. I had to see you.”

The footsteps resumed, moving further away now. You let out a sigh of relief, finally able to breathe again. But before you could pull away, Rafayel’s hand reached up to cup your cheek, his thumb brushing your skin with a gentleness that made your heart stumble.

“I knew you’d save me,” he whispered, his tone soft but filled with something deeper. "You always do."

Your breath hitched, and for a moment, the danger of getting caught faded into the background. All you could focus on was how close he was, the way his gaze lingered on your lips, how his hand remained on your cheek, making your skin tingle in its wake.

“Rafayel…” You started to speak, but the words caught in your throat.

Before you could finish, he closed the distance between you, his lips capturing yours in a sudden, soft kiss. It was quick, almost too quick, as if he couldn’t resist but didn’t want to push too far. When he pulled back, his expression was both hesitant and hopeful, like he was waiting for your reaction, uncertain of what came next.

The silence that followed wasn’t tense—it was filled with unspoken emotions, with everything that had been building between you two for so long but never put into words. You blinked up at him, your lips still tingling from the brief contact, your mind spinning as you tried to make sense of what had just happened.

Before you could say anything, the footsteps returned, closer than before. Panic surged through you once again. “We need to move,” you whispered, pulling him up the stairs.

This time, Rafayel followed without a word, his hand still in yours as the two of you raced higher into the stairwell, trying to find a way out before you were caught.

But as you ran, the kiss lingered in your mind, leaving you breathless for reasons that had nothing to do with the warden or the danger that lurked around the corner.

You pressed yourself into the corner of the stairwell, your back flat against the cool wall as you dragged Rafayel into the shadows with you. His body was pressed close, too close, the heat of him seeping into your skin, and the footsteps from the warden were a distant hum in your ears compared to the wild thrum of your heart.

Neither of you spoke. It wasn’t necessary.

His eyes locked onto yours, dark and intense, and before you could stop yourself, you reached up, tangling your fingers into the fabric of his shirt, pulling him in closer. His breath was warm against your face, and for a brief second, you hesitated, feeling the weight of what was about to happen.

But then he kissed you.

It wasn’t the shy, fleeting kiss from before—this was deeper, more urgent. His lips moved against yours with a hunger that made your head spin, and suddenly, nothing else mattered. Not the warden, not the risk of being caught, not even the fact that you were standing in a stairwell where anyone could walk by. It was just him—just Rafayel—and the fire igniting between the two of you.

His hands found your waist, gripping you with a desperation that mirrored your own. You could feel his heart racing as fast as yours, the shared thrum of adrenaline and desire intertwining as his mouth moved against yours, deeper, rougher. The world around you melted away as you pressed harder into him, your hands roaming up to his neck, pulling him even closer.

Between gasps for air, you could hear the faint echo of footsteps nearby, a distant reminder of the danger. But neither of you pulled away.

Rafayel broke the kiss just long enough to whisper against your lips, “They’re getting closer.”

You nodded, trying to catch your breath, but before you could say anything, he kissed you again—fiercer this time, like he couldn’t stop himself. And maybe he couldn’t. Maybe you couldn’t either.

You tugged at his shirt, pulling him against you, the taste of him filling every sense. His hands roamed down your back, holding you tighter, as if he couldn’t bear to let go. Every time you kissed him, it felt like the world was slipping further away, leaving just the two of you in this wild, reckless moment.

The footsteps grew louder, and a small gasp escaped your lips as you broke apart, eyes wide, trying to remember where you even were. Rafayel’s lips brushed your ear, his voice barely a whisper. “We need to hide better.”

Your pulse hammered in your ears, but you managed to nod, your chest rising and falling quickly as you both moved further up the stairwell, searching for a better hiding spot. Rafayel pulled you into a small alcove between the flights of stairs, the narrow space forcing you both even closer, his body shielding yours from view.

The footsteps stopped at the bottom of the stairwell, so close now that you could hear the warden’s heavy breathing. Your own breath hitched as Rafayel pressed himself closer to you, his lips ghosting over your neck, just below your ear.

"Quiet," he murmured, though his own breathing was shaky. You bit your lip, trying to stay still, but the sensation of his mouth so close to your skin, the warmth of his body against yours, was making it impossible to think straight.

The warden's voice echoed faintly through the stairwell as she muttered something to herself, clearly searching for any sign of the intruder. Your fingers tightened around Rafayel’s shirt, trying to stay as quiet as possible, but when he leaned in again, kissing the sensitive spot just below your jaw, a soft gasp escaped you before you could stop it.

You shot him a look, eyes wide with panic, but he just grinned—mischievous, daring—as if this was all a game to him. His lips returned to yours, and despite every instinct telling you to stay quiet, to stay hidden, you couldn’t help but kiss him back, the thrill of it all consuming you entirely.

Each kiss felt like a stolen moment, deeper and more intense as the seconds ticked by. His hands were everywhere, pulling you closer, tangling in your hair, brushing against your skin in ways that sent shivers down your spine. You could hardly breathe, but you didn’t care. The world outside had faded into nothing, leaving just the two of you, wrapped up in the dangerous, heady feeling of being caught but not caring at all.

The warden’s footsteps eventually receded, the danger passing for now, but neither of you stopped. You were lost in each other, in the feel of his lips, his hands, the way he made you forget everything else.

It was reckless, but with Rafayel wasn’t it always?

[rollingthundeeeer]

XAVIER NIGHTLY RENDEZVOUS 💙

ʟɪᴋᴇ ᴏʀ ʀᴇʙʟᴏɢ ɪꜰ ʏᴏᴜ ꜱᴀᴠᴇ/ᴜꜱᴇ

ᴍᴏʀᴇ ɴɪɢʜᴛʟʏ ʀᴇɴᴅᴇᴢᴠᴏᴜꜱ ⤵ [ ʀᴀꜰᴀʏᴇʟ ] [ ꜱʏʟᴜꜱ ] [ ᴢᴀʏɴᴇ ]

𝘳𝘦𝘲𝘶𝘦𝘴𝘵 𝘭𝘢𝘥𝘴 𝘭𝘢𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘵𝘴

[tumbling-through-deepspace]

"Is she doing this on purpose?"

"It is possible. She has never done anything like this before."

Sylus and Zayne simultaneously tilted their heads to the side, making them touch.

They so happened to come across one of the rarest sights known to mankind... Lyssa, wearing a miniskirt, the ones with pleats.

She was currently leaning over the kitchen counter, reading a book, hips swinging from side to side hypnotically.

"I'm highly tempted to run my hands down the back of her thighs."

"Judging by the way she just arched her back and gave a little wiggle, I think she wants that."

They made eye contact, "And won't you indulge, kitten?"

Zayne rolled his eyes. "Can't let you have her all to yourself."

[lazloemporium]

,, A female warrior fighting a horned monster? But based on the pose, it's hard to tell of she's pulling out the sword or stabbing it into its chest''

,,Who would pull out a sword to save a monster?"

,,Why are you judging only by appearances Mr. Sylus? A scary face doesn't always mean they're a villain. For example, there's one right in front of me who's"

,,Who's what, sweetie?"

,,A kind person. The kind who donates buildings."

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Today's Sylus Tour Memo somehow grab my heart, squished it with emotion and throw it through the window.

The power of this scenario pull me from my art block/sadness state and made me draw some doodle.

[glyycine]

A relationship? Hold on!

[huntermoris]

🌸Caught🌸

I haven’t gotten him yet…. Som I drew this instead. 🫡🫡🫡

[pfpanimes]

⌕ love and deepspace - rafayel.

like or reblog if you save/use. 🤍

[m00nkissedlover]

i knew grinding for diamonds would pay off! i just pulled sylus AND rafayel for the new event 🥹💗

now it's back to grinding for diamonds again 🫠

[squishyselz]

God, he's so babygirl 🎀✨️

Whenever I play one of his memories, the camera works hard for the bratty mermaid

[plutoslittlerkive]

The Love and Deepspace Men: When it comes to fighting for your love🫡

P.S: Sysy was not included because he’s not gonna entertain Rafayel…he’s just gonna pull out a glock🎀 (My Tiktok: nanisgloomy, I make Love and Deepspace content all the time🤵🏽‍♀️)

[yawnzbf]

SHIRT

RAFAYEL X GN READER (THEY/THEM)

,,Rafayel buys name a shirt which is too tight for their own good, was that Rafayel's intention? Absolutely.

,,reader addressed as 'name', slightly suggestive, fast paced (?)

,, honestly shitty writing (English is not my first language), I will be posting a love and deepspace masterlist and link my works

"Don't you think this shirt is a bit too tight, Rafayel?" Name questioned, fingers tugging at the fabric. The initial buttons refused to close, while the others barely held on.

Rafayel drew in a breath, shamelessly oogling name's body as his eyes came to a halt on name's peeking collarbone. His hands naturally finding their place at Name's waist.

"Sorry, what were you saying, baby?" he innocently asks, pulling them closer and looking up at them.

Name chuckles, leaning down, hands coming to rest on Rafayel's shoulders. Rafayel's eyes briefly follow their visible cleavage.

Name's fingers entwinein Rafayel's hair, tugging the strands slightly to redirect his gaze. "My eyes are up here, darling."

"m' sorry, baby," he apologized, gently squeezing Name's waist, getting impatient.

"You did this on purpose, didn't you?" Name accused, connecting the dots- the reason behind why he brought in such a size for them.

Rafayel swallowed, leaning up to bridge the lingering gap, silently asking for their lips to meet his.

"Answer me, Rafayel," Name urged- leaning in.

"just wanted to see you in tight clothing," he confessed, eyes fluttering close while capturing Name's lips without giving them a chance to comment on his unashamed nature.

Their lips met fervently, a collision of Name's body into Rafayel's caused by a mere tug. Rafayel's hands, once on Name's waist, now cradled the back of their head, pulling them closer.

As they part, Name stalls to catch their breath, their hand resting on Rafayel's heaving chest.

"You look hot."

"you planned it from the start, didn't you?" Name teased, a playful smile dancing on their lips.

"I did," Rafayel confessed, pulling them in again.