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𝐄𝐱𝐢𝐬𝐭 𝐅𝐨𝐫 𝐋𝐨𝐯𝐞 // 𝐦𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭

𓂃⟡ ݁ ꒰ The pandemic ended the world, but the infected made sure it stayed dead. You learned to survive by trusting nothing and no one, least of all a stranger with a voice filled with venom and soldier's eyes.

You don't want a partner. You don't want a witness to your damage. But Levi becomes both. Neither of you is looking for attachment. Not when it feels as dangerous as the infected on the road. But here you are. Crossing the country with a stranger in a world, if it could even be called such anymore, where the walking dead are the dominant beings.

And the only thing left for you to do is to endure and survive. After all, nothing else exists. Certainly not love. ꒱ ⸝⸝ .ᐟ .

・ ⭑ ╭ ︰ cw: angst, graphic depictions of violence, major character death, character death, blood & injury, gore, animal death, child death, suicide, suicide attempt, attempted rape, major character injury, implied/referenced cannibalism ⁀ ⊹ ₊ “

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[ Art by crownlessk_ing on Twitter ]

This just a messy thing I threw together, I binged Midnight Mass last night again and it made me wanna draw something with vampires. I was also listening to Aurora + wanting to do a softer vibe, so I was shooting for more of a romantic vampire thing rather than horror vibes. I loveeee the gaussian blur + soft light layer combo.

ALSO YAY FOR T4T VAMPIRES :D

Anyways. Another win for the AURORA x RDR community (I make up the entire population of that place.) The lyrics I used are from To Be Alright but Exist for Love is the feeling I was trying to convey with this piece.

𐙚⋆°｡⋆♡ i feel like i exist for love

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e x i s t f o r l o v e

And then I learned the truth How everything good in life seems to lead back to you And every single time I run into your arms I feel like I exist for love

Rafayel (Love & Deepspace) x GN!Reader

word count: ~400

The studio was silent apart from the occasional squawking of the seagulls out on the water just outside of the large windows. Apart from that, nill. Not even the pages you turned in your book made that much noise, nor the faint brush strokes of Rafayel’s paintbrush could stifle the peace.

You were sprawled on the luxurious sofa that had been brought into the studio specifically for you on days like this; where you just had a relaxing time in the presence of Rafayel.

“It's just for professional reasons. You give me inspiration for my paintings.” Translation: “I miss you too much to be here all by myself sometimes.”

You'd been too busy to spend quality with Rafayel lately. So the moment you knew that you had an available day to be with him, you took it to your advantage.

You know how he hated to be left alone for a certain amount of time. Then he would get all pouty and then start with the dramatics.

To compensate for the amount of time you were away from him, you promised to spend the night at his house and get dinner for the both of you.

Rafayel had put his paintbrush on the easel, and he had done a 180 on his stool to face you. A weary sigh escaped his pouty lips as he hunched his shoulders.

You held your spot in your book and closed it, now paying full mind to the painter. “What's up, Pout-Pout Fish?”

He slinked off the stool and hobbled to your lax form, falling on top of you, the action knocking the wind out of your lungs with a grunt.

You quickly accommodated to the feeling though, wrapping your arms around his waist and pulling him up onto you more.

Turning his head to the side, Rafayel nuzzled half of his face into your stomach, a sigh of contentment leaving him. His Tyrian purple eyes fluttered shut as his paint-stained fingers came up to caress your shoulder blade.

Your hands moved up to intertwine; one with Rafayel’s, and the other in his hair. Your digits combed through his fluffy, lilac strands.

Whilst your life as a Hunter was crazy and unpredictable at times, one thing that you found to be a constant in your life as of late was Rafayel. You relished in the quaint domesticity of his presence.