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Writers Note (1)

Tw: drama, more drama, and even more drama.

Do you know what's really ducked (I didn't wanna use the F word) up? That after writing like a crazy melodramatic and in the most hopeless romantic form I have ever been in my entire Virgo life FOR DAYS, I realize I'm starting to develop Rafayel's personality traits.

Brb I might start to paint in a search of divine inspiration.

- Spoiler alert, I haven't finished the novel yet, the cause? Existential crisis.

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Just for the fun... (Side memory from main story project)

~Velvet Symphonies~

Summary: She is a celestial being that speaks in the language of stars and melodies, Rafayel tries to impress her by talking in her native tongue.

-------Rafayel god of tides x OC-------

Disclaimer: English is not my first language. Mc doesn't exist in this universe.

Genre: soft romance with tension

Featuring: Rafayel from Lads, my OC (the architect), and their daughter Aestra

TW: (+18), inappropriate language, intimate fluff, teasing.

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Rafayel leaned against the archway of her studio, arms crossed lazily, his eyes following the gentle way she painted the curve of a celestial being’s spine across the canvas. He had been quiet, oddly contemplative ~ until he cleared his throat and asked, “You ever heard someone speak in the language of stars?”

She paused mid-stroke. “Only once. It broke a moon.”

He tilted his head. “Perfect. Then I think I’m ready to try.”

She set the brush down, intrigued. “You? Trying to court the cosmos? Please.”

“I’ve been practicing,” he said with a sly smile, pushing off the wall. “Aestra taught me a few words. I added my own flair.”

“Oh stars…”

Rafayel closed his eyes, let his throat relax into that strange, resonant hum. And then ~like something wrapped in vibration and silk ~ he spoke. The syllables shimmered in the air like aurora, vibrating along the walls, sending the paint water into delicate ripples.

She blinked. Once. Twice.

“Rafayel,” she said slowly, blinking again. “Do you know what you just said?”

He stood straighter and very proud of himself. “Something… poetic?”

Her face flushed in degrees. “You just said: ‘Your gravitational pull unravels my temporal seams. ~ undress me between the seconds.’”

Rafayel's expression faltered. “I...wait, what?”

She buried her face in her hands, half-laughing, half-shocked. “That’s basically cosmic dirty talk. You spoke divine smut in the voice of comets.”

“Oh stars,” he muttered, his own ears tinting crimson now.

“Don’t ever say that around Aestra or the stars will implode from secondhand embarrassment,” she giggled, still flushed. “That was scandalous.”

“But… was it hot at least?” Rafayel asked hopefully, biting his lower lip.

She turned to him slowly, grinning. “Honestly? Very. You just accidentally seduced me in a forbidden dialect. Congrats, you’re now officially dangerous.”

He stepped closer, whispering again in the language of stars ~ far more softly this time. Her eyes widened again.

“Rafayel!”

“What?” he grinned innocently.

“You did it again! That means ‘tie me to your light and call it eternity.’ You need supervision.”

“Or you need to kiss me before I cause a stellar eruption... By accident, that would be tragic”

With laughter still in her breath, she kissed him ~ like a galaxy folding inward~.

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Yoshitomo Nara Zippo Lighters (2023) design concept by: zegalba

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Dark Sailon Moon by Bebop Genesis (2023)

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I was never really insane except on occasions where my heart was touched.

Edgar Allan Poe

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Castlevania by Ayami Kojima (1997)