Apr 13, 2025
a moment of appreciation for raphael’s bright smile that could light up a whole room ✨
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a moment of appreciation for raphael’s bright smile that could light up a whole room ✨
Raphael
I'm here for the pure angst on Raphael's path. He's all hopeful MC will be his salvation (how isn't quite clear), completely loses control with her at some point, has to reveal his real self to save her life, and in the process completely destroys any chances with her. Then he has to torture himself by looking through her memories and finding himself in there, and her feelings for him.
Raphael my sweet angel 👼 💋
all angel names,,,,????? 👀 i’m thinking thoughts
Raphael's vibes when he finally accepts he gave up "virtue"
Malek is so suspicious. There's hints everywhere and on top of that, he didn't flinch at all when triggering this mechanism in the church?
The cryptographer being Lane of course
And omg I loved this tender moment with Raphael
Since none asked for anything, I will do some fast improvisation to see where it goes:
Veronica stops out of breath before Raphael's desk, her hands planted over the table surface. Raphael's mouth opens, but not long after he closes it. He knows. Veronica should've known he would know.
They stare at one another, and then she moves briskily around the desk, Raphael raises from his seat. Raphael tries to stop her, raising his hands.
His mouth opens again, but no sound comes out. She raises her hands to his and hold them. In a strange way, all of their fingers may hurt for the angle and pressure.
She's shaking, and his eyes wide a little, preoccupation sipping out of him.
Veronica pulls at him, his hands, and takes them to her leaned head.
His cold, chilling hands mold around her bones, a touch so soft so careful.
Veronica closes her eyes, savoring the touch and the care.
Slowly, awkwardly, they fall in an embrace.
Raphael is always cold to the touch, but his body never takes the heat either.
She still feels warm and even hotter.