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UPDATED SYMBOLS & EMOJIS :p

᭢ຶ⵿ू✿ ࿔ ⠀ིιྀ ྀᖭ༏ᖫི ! ๎𑜓 ؄ ̵̼͓̥͒̾͘ ✿ ྒྒ ຶ𒂭⬮ °ཐི♡̵̼͓̥͒̾͘ཋྀ° ཐི☆̵̼͓̥͒̾͘ཋྀ ꣓ི༏ྀ𑇒͙ ᭰͒̑͡✿ ུ⃨ ❀꫶̯͙ࣺ˖̑͡. =͟͟͞ 𖧷⛾⡷⃨ ‌‌‎̶̲̌͜ ͟͞͞, ༺ ᓭི༏ᓯྀ ♰१˚̣̣̣͙𖦹︎ ᭩ ྀ#⃞͏ᅟ✧ ✱✱✱ ▬ 🐰ྀིྀིྀིྀིྀི🌷*ೃ ̸⃨ ‘🌀⃜⃞ ⓘཊ 𓈒ིུ ᭒᭄ ✴︎ 🐲 ͟͟❘❙❚Ꮺ 𝆬⃞ ͙᭰͒̑͡✿ ུ⃨ (˃̣̣̥ヘ˂̣̣̥) 𖥨᩠ׄ݁🀄️ 𝜗℘ 🗒️ ᝰ.ᐟ ⃟͚̊▞ ❙❘❙❘.. ꯳⃘꤫ .ᐟ”🫥 ྀ᭩ ♬ 💮𓈒ིུ𓈒ིུ▞♬◌ ✱ ཻུ۪۪͎ 🥃ཐི ೫ ✱ 𒂭ུ۪۪۪۪᳝۟⓵⃜🎸❙❘♫ུ ⌗ ♬◌🥨#⃞ ❤︎ ུ۪۪۪۪᳝۟ 𝄞 ♪ ♭♫ ✸🥨ཐིཋྀ𑄾ㅤ۫ㅤㅤིྀㅤ▞ 𓈒ིུ▞♬◌ #♪ྀ#⃞͏ 👙🆙 ♪ᅟ✧ °°｡ ♪𓈒ིུ❀📬 ☎️ #L֍✹ ཆིཆྀ ⃟͚̊✿ ━╋ *️⃣ ཻུ۪۪͎ ཐི ೫ ͒ౢ ⇨ ꩇׁׅ݊⭔ 𖡄̽ᭂ🦈⑱ ᯤ̸ཻུ۪۪۪۫🍣୭ৎ ཻུ۪۪͎ ཐི ೫🥮͡꒱ 𓈈 ♬◌ㅋㅋ ﹫⩇⩇:⩇⩇ ↲ ▞♬ ꯳⃘꤫✿⃘໋ׅ 🏈🦷 ᯤ̸ཻུ۪۪۪۫ 🏯 ⃜꯳⃘꤫⃛͡🫙+📲⇧!! 𓊆ྀི ൃུㅤ♫ ❝ ❞ 𝒾t-B☆Y ๋۟ ݃♱ཐི♡⃟͚̊ཋྀ ུ᳝᳜᳝ ✿🆒ྀིྀིྀིྀིྀི ░⃕⃝𒌩🎐ᚙ𖥨᩠ׄ݁ #𝟶6 🎋 ⟡˙˖ ıl 🧉🝳 ৯▒ 🧷⃨݃ 🥟🍀░⃜ ͠𝒷𝓁oss❀m ٩(•̤̀ᵕ•̤́๑)ᵎᵎᵎᵎ ᅠ✦ ⛩️🚞𓈈🗯️𓊍ㅤׂㅤ͡𖩩̈ ﹠̲ ④everྀིྀིྀིྀིྀི ၇͜ᩘ𑁍 ⓲ ♪ #️⃣ 👙▩ུ⃨ ❤︎. ▞▞ 🥬 ⃛ 🥐𖦞’#⃞20͟0͟5.. ❚❘❘❙ ͟ ₊˚⊹ ⒙ ൄ ⃪꫶͜ᩘ◍ [MONTH]월 [DAY]일❤︎ ▭▬★ 형. ✱🥘ཐི̲̲ཋྀ̲̲🍈 𝒹oꪶꪶ 𝄡ㅤ ☘︎ ̼ ⑰ 𓊍ㅤׂㅤ͡⊹ ✱ ✸ ✿ ꩜ ♡⃝ ᰔ ⏎*️⃣ 🎌❘❘❙ ͒⬚🎏 ❞❙❘❙𒀭 ⬤⬮⬤ ⬮ ..݁▓۪۪۫۫ 𒁍 ໂ‧‧᪲ ໃ 𑜞᭠ *˚⁺‧͙˚◌ ̵̵ུ ░𖣠͢🍎 ᬽ 🌐♰ ▒᳜᳝᳝᳜᳝᳜᳝᳜᳝⃛ ❥. ᭄ ꩜ ͏᪖.᪲.ᩤ᭔ㅤㅤ ͏ ͏ ͏ ͏ ྀི｡ โ··᪲ใ ⬚✿ ໑ৎ ׁ  ׅ♡ 𓏵 𝜗℘ ⃛͡ †⏝ིི᭨ ྀ ♥︎̼̻♥︎̼̻♥︎̼̻ ̩̩͙༑𓈒̩̩͙༑𓈒̩̩͙ ㅤ༩ᭊㅤ♡⃟❜୧ 𑜞᭄ೃㅤㅤ ⃬۫🍜̸᩠໋࣪꣹۫ ͏⏝ི ✿ㅤㅤ ͏𓍯 ྀི𝆬․ ᱹ̫ ․ ꛒ ꣓ི༏ྀ𑇒🌺 ꒰͡ ͜ू  𓋜 ꒷⊹˚Ꮺ ㅤ ೃ❀𓈒𓏶ྀིㅤㅤ ﹒✷﹒◉ ･ᴗ･ ࣪ 🥥ֶָ֢﹆ ❥ ҉ ༄ ⋆.ೃ࿔*:･✺ ༚༅༚˳✿˳༚༅༚ ͡˚̣̣̣𓎟𓎟 𝄞⨾𓍢ִ໋ ıllı 𐚁๋࣭⭑ ໒·͜:)𑇓 🪷"♪ ♥︎⁎̯͡ ̵̼͓̥͒̾͘ ✿" ໒᪲᪲᭢᜴꤬⬚͒❀ ͟ ͟ ͟ ͟ ♥︎̼ ᨶᯃྀི✿ ༩ ♪⃝ 𒑟 ✱ ♫ིྀ ❶❺ ?👔꯳⃘꤫✿⃘໋ׅ🍎 ✹ ᮫͙ ⒅ བྷ།ᬼ ̳͟͞͞🌍 𝓲t-𝓫oy ™🌐˖ ◌◍ᬊཻུ۪۪ 🎻 ꦽ⬮ ᬼ˖͢ ‧͡‧̫ໃ🥭𝓞6𝄢۫🌐᭢˚̣̣̣͙͏◗ ᬊཻུ۪۪𖣠͢✿𑜞 ꦽ ⬮ ꠹ ۭۭۭ۫ࣳ۫֗❘ ꯭﹖ ᥀࣪ ★ ▓⃞⃯♫🌺ြ◗ ⿴ㅤ𓄼░ 🌼⃝˚ ♱ ✮ 𖦹 ⌁ ꉂ 𖡎 ∿ 𖥊 ҂ ꏍ 🜸𖣦 Ꮺ ๛ 𖠗 𖧧 𖤠 𖦆 𖧡 ⟆ ꒺ ∿ ∞ ޱ🛵🧠👔💋ヽִֶָ 𒄬 ⍝⍝ ꐑꐑ ฅฅ ༨ ༢ ༣ ྅   ̑̑៹ ❁ ꌨ❀✿ ☆⃞★⃞ ༀ 𖥟 ✱✱✱ ㅤ͡ ⊹ ✱ ✸ ✿ ꩜ ♡⃝ ᰔ ⏎ ⬤⬮⬤ ⬮ (˃̣̣̥ヘ˂̣̣̥) ᭢ຶ⵿ू✿ ࿔ ⠀ིιྀ ྀᖭ༏ᖫི ! ๎𑜓 ؄ ̵̼͓̥͒̾͘ ✿ ྒྒ ຶ𒂭⬮ °ཐི♡̵̼͓̥͒̾͘ཋྀ° ཐི☆̵̼͓̥͒̾͘ཋྀ ꣓ི༏ྀ𑇒͙ ᭰͒̑͡✿ ུ⃨ ❀꫶̯͙ࣺ˖̑͡. =🔮🌃͟͟͞ 𖧷⛾⡷⃨ ‌‌‎̶̲̌͜ ͟͞͞, ༺ ᓭི༏ᓯྀ ♰१˚̣̣̣͙𖦹︎ ᭩ ྀ#⛩️🚞 ໋ࣧ𓍼⃘꯭໋۟ 🫙🍃 ⃞͏ᅟ✧ ⇧!!🩸🏞️🪱 ཻུ۪۪͎ ཐི ೫ ͒ౢ ⇨ ꩇׁׅ݊⭔ ⓘཊ 𓈒ིུ ᭒᭄ ✴︎ ❝ ❞ ﹫⩇⩇:⩇⩇ ↲ ▞♬ ꯳⃘꤫✿⃘໋ׅ (°¯᷄◠¯᷅°) 𝜗℘ ━╋ ⊱｡❀̩͙̾͒༺★༻❀꫶̩͙ࣺ̾͒᭮᭰ ⋆｡‧₊♱༺𓆩❦︎𓆪༻♱༉‧₊˚. — ㅅ — ´ ω` ᴗ . ᴗ ꒡⌓꒡ ⇀‸↼ ˃ ⤙ ˂ ˘ ､ ˘ ᴖᗜᴖ ๑'ꇴ'๑ ˆ⌣ˆ 🏮ᵔ⤙ᵔ -﹏- ㅠㅠ ᴥ︎ > . ✩ ◞‸◟ ♪؞ؖ ̳̳̳̳̳̳̳̳̳ᩘᨯ𓂂𓏸 ཐི̲̲ཋྀ̲̲ 𓊍ㅤׂㅤ͡⊹▩ᬉ ̣̣̣͙͏❘❙⢀⣀ ̎̿͞͞͞͞͞͞͞͞ ིུ͠*: ཐི܂.᭨ᩧ⣷ ᭅᬻ ݴ᭄ ❚❘❙❘⎯⎯╾⃰◌̺̺͙ ⬤ 𖢅𝅮໒꒰ྀི ˊ͈ 𐦫 ˋ͈ ꒱ྀིა 𖥟𓈃❰❰ (★ 。✯  ⁄⁄͈꒱ა₊̣̇.🌺🌕🎯 ໒ ྀ ♰१  ᭢ຶ⵿⁕— ͟͞͞  ᭩͡ᰯ ⏁ ཆི♡̼͓ཆྀ ⍝⍝ ꐑꐑ ฅฅ ᡴꪫ ꯳⃘꤫ ͡ ︶ ִ ✧ ❀ ۪۪۫۫ᤢ ⣬ ཆི♡ཆྀ ਉl̈́ਉ ཊ♡⃛ཉ 𐚁 𓉳 𖤓 𖢖ུ⃨ ໂ᳜᳝‧͡‧̫ໃ᳜᳝ ̑ 𓊈❀𓊉 𓊆𔘓𓊇 ༒ ᬊ᭄ ᓭི༏ᓯྀ (>ཀ< ∠) 𑇍ׂ𓂂 ▒⃝ ⚝ Ƹ̵̡Ӝ̵̨̄Ʒ †ᭃ ༄༽❜ 𖤛 ♡̶ ༒ ◌✦ ｡* 味ㅤ✧✦ㅤㅤꨴ ໂ᳜᳝‧͡‧̫ໃ᳜᳝ ㅤ ೄ ㅤ ✿ᩨ ㅤ ⬚͒꣓ ㅤ ❀ᮬᦾ ㅤ 花 ㅤ ী ㅤ ♬ ᪇ꫭ 𖧧˚̣̣̣͙ 🆙 ୧ 🚟 𓍊𓋼✴︎ 💋 ⁺˳𖦹︎‧₊˚✩ 🍱 4 o’clock ^_< 𓇼 ‘ 𓆠 🀢͟ ͟ ͟ ⏎⓵⃜🎏 !𒀀 ⛩️ ۪ܺׄ ̸ཻུ۪۪۪۫ ۪ܺ 🎇🥬 {+81 - *** - ****} 𝄡𓍼⃘꯭໋۟. 𖡄̽ ཽ🈖⃨ 🔎 i COULD EAT THAT GiRL FOR LUNCH 𓉯 ྀ ूੂ 🫁 ✿﮾᳜⡴ ✟ ❤︎ ?? ̼ 🗯️𓊍ㅤׂㅤ͡⊹ 𝒾t-G☆rl ूੂꐑꐑ 𝒾T~BⓄY 🍢 ཻུ۪۪͎ 𖣠👔͢ ⛩️ ᜴꤬🌺 ❤︎𝄢۫.ࣨ. ݁🥍 ㉇ི⃨ࣺ᭮ᬊ ᕕ( ᐕ )ᕗ (⁠ʘ⁠言⁠ʘ⁠╬⁠)

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⋆✴︎˚｡⋆ thinking about randomly dropping by poguedealer!rafe’s house because he’s home, cute, and will smoke sweetheart up for free

cw . . . profanity , use of marijuana , sloppy make out sesh , smut 18+ ( technically dubcon as you both are not sober , dry humping , oral fem!rec , fingering , finger sucking , spitting , hint of exhibitionism , one spank )

you were bored. there was nothing to do— just like any other tuesday on kildare island. after enough lollygagging around your own home , you decided to go over to rafe’s. he was your neighbor , plug , crush , and future baby daddy god willing.

every time you made your way out your door , your stomach got warm. not your favorite anxious feeling. it was always worth it though. something about his weed was different than the other obx dealers like barry or jj. so everytime you needed another eighth , you’d take a cute little selfie with your tits pushed out just enough to make them the star of the photo all while not looking too desperate. a quick caption of ‘🥬?’ before sending it off to the man.

but not today.

rafe was a good dealer. he made sure to reply timely to wanting customers , offered deals , always let people know when he was mobile or had new stock. those were just some of the things that made rafe secure his position as your dealer. so when he didn’t post anything on his story about being around the island or pushing new shit in the morning , you realized he’d be at home.

you’d been to his place several times , finding familiarity in the trailer parallel to yours. when you bought from rafe , he offered to bring it to you in a text that read ‘pretty girl like you shouldn’t have to pick up her own bud’. but you insisted ; you liked walking over to grab it yourself , liked being able to talk to the cute dealer for as long as you could.

this would , however , be the first time showing up unannounced. whatever! you brought snacks and incense as party favors in case you intruded.

and it’s like the weed gods were just on your side when your music lulled and siri’s voice came through the bluetooth speaker you were about to turn off. “dealer daddy💦🍃 texted: wyo? come smoke. would you like to rep—“ you didn’t hesitate to heart the message quickly on your phone before rushing out the door.

rafe was rolling up when he heard your knock on the door— he jumped too , not expecting you to show up so fast. “come on in!” he shouted , fingers still expertly rolling a blunt to share. his glossy eyes flickered up when the door creaked open , wanting to get a look at you before finishing up the blunt.

you waltzed into the messy— borderline trap house , rafe resided in , and it brought a dry chuckle out of him. you always looked so out of place coming over. he knew his place wasn’t in tiptop shape. but it was his. and there you appeared.

you were there contrasting everything else rafe owned. your tiny outfit showing off most of your skin playing the part of an obvious reminder. you were beyond out of his league. it didn’t seem like you cared too much though when you plopped down onto the couch next to him , making yourself at home.

you were a pogue too— despite being a little high maintenance , so if you didn’t care that his house was a little shitty and never got picked up because he never had time? well , then rafe had no problem with listening to you blab about your girl friend’s drama or when you get too high and slightly overstay your welcome.

“whatcha got today?” you asked as you scooched closer to rafe , making your knees knock against his. you peered over his shoulder , eyes zoning in on the way his hands delicately fiddled with the wrap and shake.

he peeked over at you , smiling when he saw just how comfortable you made yourself already. he enjoyed when you’d come over to pick up to be honest— liked having someone in the house even if was never for too long. the way there’d be traces of you left around after you went back to your side of the lawn. he knew the plastic bag you set down on the coffee table would have things in it for him to leave about.

“well , sugar. i— uh , i got some real good shit in this morning from my guy , and he was sayin’ how this stuff’s what fuckin’ wet dreams are made of or somethin’. real good. you’ll like,” he babbled , remembering his supplier’s words from earlier. yeah , he couldn’t wait to invite you over.

“mmm,” you hummed in sweet acknowledgment , relaxing and shifting back into the hand-me-down couch, “love this show,” you commented softly when you focused on the lit screen. rafe followed your gaze , seeing some doctor soap was playing.

“a’right , this should make you wanna fuck it then,” he laughed , words jumbled as his lips held onto the blunt. you felt heat rise to your cheeks at rafe’s vulgar words , but you sat up nonetheless while he flicked the lighter and officially started your hangout. “here.”

you smiled when he passed the blunt to you , blowing the smoke from his own hit into the stale living room air. “thank you,” you squeaked back , graciously taking the offering in between your manicured fingers. the blunt just got lit , so you knew the heat building in you wasn’t because the cherry was getting closer to your fingertips. no , it was because rafe’s eyes were boring into you.

he watched every movement in your body. the way your chest rose as you inhaled the soon to be euphoria. the way your eyes closed when you held it in your mouth. the way your lips parted to blow the smoke out in little o’s. “what wet dreams are made of,” you mused with a laugh , lifting the blunt to your lips again before passing it back.

with a moment to collect yourself without rafe’s eyes on you , you reached forward and snagged the sack of goodies. “brought ya some stuff,” you mumbled , digging about.

“y’got lil ol’ me somethin’ , sugar?” rafe feigned surprise as he flicked the ash from the blunt before taking another slow and deep hit. the moment he heard the bag rustle upon your entrance he knew he’d receive something. that was your thing. you called it nesting one time.

“saw ‘em at the store the other day. ‘n i knew you were almost out , so here you go!” you plopped the package into his lap and grabbed the bag of chips, “didn’t know what scent you’d wan’ though , so i just got one i liked,” you explained , switching off the blunt for chips smoothly.

“thanks , sug,” he smiled. it was a softer one than usual. most times his smile would be paired with a dry laugh , but this one was quiet. it was more real. it was the one only really you got. “smells good,” he noted after sniffing at the cellophane casing.

it seemed like hours had passed since you first arrived. you and rafe had managed to smoke through two blunts , and he was packing a bowl as the episode on the tv came to roll the epsiode’s credits.

you hadn’t realized the sun was sinking— far too busy drinking in how particularly good rafe looked today. it was a perfect view with the high you were having. you didn’t mean to ogle , but you couldn’t help it. his longer , shaggier hair peaking out from under his hat was such a welcomed difference than the buzz cut he sported in the spring.

and once you started to look , really look , it was hard to look away. your eyes floated down to how baggy rafe’s shirt sat on his body while still letting you know he was huge. you’d seen one of his shirt tags before. it was an XXL. he did it on purpose.

“y’okay , sugar?”

you snapped your gaze back to rafe’s face , while yours burned with embarrassment. how long did he watch you watch him? “really high,” you answered , shifting from you laying position to sit up again, “you okay?”

rafe chuckled , picking up the loaded bong. “been okay,” he shrugged , handing you the glass. he gave you a look with the gesture. a look that asked if you were okay again.

“i don’t wanna smoke anymore,” you shook your head with a blush , making rafe set the bong back down. he could tell. you didn’t know that , but he could. he could absolutely tell that you’d been eyeing him for the last forty-five minutes.

he simply nodded , settling back into the couch. and like always , you watched him lift his hips up to get comfortable. god , it had to have been on purpose. maybe you were just a horny freak— no , because every once in awhile you’d catch rafe looking at you first. it couldn’t be one sided.

“i can hear you thinkin’ from over here,” he commented , lazily rolling his head to the side to smile at you, “what’s goin’ on in that pretty lil head of yours?”

“nothin’!” you whined , shrinking to your side of the couch a little bit more, “jus’ good weed. that’s all.”

rafe hummed , nodding in acknowledgment before asking, “y’need anything?” he shifted his leg over to nudge you with his knee. it was like there was a literal shock. his eyes clocked the reaction , and a chuckle came through his nose. “y’look real pretty today , sugar.”

the compliment was served with rafe’s hand coming down to your thigh gently. you immediately sat up and forward , neck flushed and stomach churning. “rafey?” he leaned forward , trying to gauge what you were about to say. you forced your eyes to meet , bottom lip coming between your teeth. “why’d you invite me over? is it because you like me?”

“well , ‘course i like ya,” he answered like it was the dumbest question ever. how were you s’pposed to know? rafe had people over all of the time— you saw it. there were pretty girls in the mix , so who were you to assume you’d be special.

“but d’ya like me like me?”

though rafe was an angry , usually distant man— never with you , he couldn’t help but blush. because well , yeah. he did like you like you. “sugar , d’ya see anyone else here right now?” he asked , shifting to face you better, “on my one day off i got this month?”

your eyes darted around the trailer. you knew no one was here. duh , but your eyes still flickered away. “no,” you muttered.

“then i think it’s safe to say that i like ya like ya , hm?” his hand reached out to your thigh again. the rough , warm skin heated yours , but you couldn’t pull away.

because he liked you.

“well , i like you like you too,” you giggled , hand coming down on his, “since we’re puttin’ it out there.”

“since we’re putting things out there… lemme just say i think you’re the prettiest girl on this island too,” rafe smiled , taking his hand that was twisted with yours up to your face. you backed up gently at the touch before leaning into it. “and i really wanna kiss you,” he added , face coming close to yours.

your chest was rising faster than before , and you knew rafe noticed. the only thing you could hear was your breathing. you didn’t know why you were so nervous. you’d kissed boys before. this wasn’t a new thing. so you swallowed down your nerves and smiled. “kiss me then.”

the words barely left your mouth before rafe’s lips were on yours. his hands came up to your cheeks , as he moved his lips against yours. you couldn’t stop the soft whine coming up your throat. your hands came up to rafe’s neck , holding him close to you as you kissed him back. you were in heaven , and you never wanted to not be kissing rafe.

rafe’s hands slid down your sides , trying to feel your body into his memory. he knew you liked him , that much was obvious each time you came over with that big smile of yours. but still , rafe knew that you deserved better and would eventually realize that before leaving him. so he wanted to commit this moment into his brain for the rest of his life.

he yanked you into his lap , a short yelp coming from you before a giggle followed. “hi,” you whispered , hands playing with the shaggy hair in front of you. you’d always wanted to run your hands through his hair. dreamt of it.

“hi , sugar,” rafe whispered back , smiling just as bright as you were. it was your turn to lean in , kissing rafe again to recommence your newfound favorite hobby. he didn’t hesitate to kiss you back , tongues working around each other. you let out a moan when his hands gently guided your forward , and that’s when rafe pulled away , string of your saliva mixed together tying you two to one another.

“sorry,” he chuckled , wiping at your slick lips with his thumb before pecking you shortly to remove the frown you now sported.

“why’d y’stop?” you asked , pawing at his chest and eyeing his lips. you moved forward , going to press your lips against his again when he chuckled and sank back into the couch.

rafe let his hands run up and down your thighs. “jus’ need a minute , sug,” he breathed out , eyes tracing every curve of your body, “got me about to bust in my pants like a kid over some kisses.”

you giggled at that , hand reaching down to his lap. “yeah?” you hummed , cupping around the growing tent in his sweats. your smile widened when rafe groaned , head falling back and hips lifting up. “why don’t you then?” you asked , leaning down to kiss his cheek softly.

a breathy laugh left rafe’s lungs before he forced himself to look at you. and god , you were perfect. red , swollen lips parted as you grinned down at him. “you’d like seeing me like that , wouldn’t you? like gettin’ what you want?” he hummed , reaching up to move the hair that had fallen into your face.

“maybe…” you shrugged , nuzzling into the way his hand covered your cheek, “but you like giving me what i want.”

and in that moment , you didn’t even know if you’d ever want anything else. the blunts helped you feel everything. every little twitch of rafe’s hand as he kneading at your body. every breath you took felt like him. you could practically feel each ridge under his pants as you moved your hips forward again.

“yeah… and you’re gonna get me in some big trouble ‘cause of it,” rafe admitted , hands happily helping you move back and forth over him. you chuckled at that , bringing yourself down on him harder.

“jus’ want you t’cum for me,” you whined , mouthing at his exposed neck with a moan as the tip of him caught on your clothed clit. the skirt you decided to wear that day doing nothing to hold you back as you rubbed your panties against the darkening sweats rafe wore.

his hands came back up , one reaching behind your neck to pull you into him and the other on the small of your back , pushing you closer before letting you move away and repeating. “y’so fuckin’ sexy , sugar,” he groaned against your lips , swirling his tongue in your mouth. he wanted to taste every single part of you— inch by beautiful inch.

your hand trailed down again , not going as far to his bulge , but the hem of rafe’s shirt. “can you take this off?” you asked , voice softer and sweeter than ever , and right then rafe decided he’d do anything for you no matter what it was you asked of him. he yanked the shirt off , flinging it across the room.

you stopped kissing him , letting your hands and nails rake over the ridges of rafe’s abdomen while you grinded into his lap. his eyes fluttered shut , a noise close to a whimper escaping his parted lips. “c’mon…” you whispered , rotating your hips just right enough for rafe’s grip to tighten on your hips, “don’t y’wanna cum for me?” you asked , not stopping your ministrations for a moment.

“fuck!” rafe cursed , a light laugh coming out with it. his hips started lifting to meet yours , helping him get that much closer. it was when your lips tangled with his again that his entire body twitched. his moan floated into your mouth as you sped your hips up.

when rafe realized you weren’t stopping just because he’d cum , his hands lifted you up. “jesus , y’tryin to kill me?” he asked breathlessly as he looked up at you and your innocent smile, “c’mere,” he muttered before manhandling you onto your back.

your eyes fell to the dark patch on rafe’s pants , a mixture of your arousal and his cum. if you weren’t so embarassed by the thought , you were sure you’d like the cloth clean if rafe asked.

“whatcha doin?” you hummed , watching as rafe’s hands ran up your thighs. his fingers hooked in the lacy panties you wore before yanking them down with a harsh tear ripping through your ears.

“i’m gonna recover while playin’ with this pussy,” he explained like it was the most casual thing for his day off, “s’you just sit back and look pretty , hm?” you nodded meekly at his words , gasp leaving your throat when he pulled at your thighs , moving your hips to the edge of the couch before rafe got to his knees.

his hands pushed your thighs apart , kneading at the skin while he stared at your folds. they were glistening , puffy and just waiting for him. he was leaning in to lick a stripe between them before he even knew it , and he groaned , having never tasted something sweeter than you.

“rafe—“ you sighed , hand coming down to grip at his hair , thankful you’d flicked the hat off the moment you started making out.

rafe didn’t reply , well , not really. he just moaned into you , tongue rolling around your clit. he brought a hand up , blindly looking for one of yours before clamping down on it. and you couldn’t stop the tears from welling up in your eyes. no boy had been nice enough to hold your hand while he went down on you before. no body had been so soft with you.

“y’doing okay?” rafe mumbled , pulling away from you , but not before replacing his tongue with his free hand. his finger slid up and down your folds , pushing slower on your clit. you could hardly nod let alone verbally reply as he twisted his wrist to slip a finger into you. “y’feel amazing,” he chuckled , answering his own question, “taste even better.”

“rafe— will , god , will you fuck me?” you whimpered , relishing in the feel of his finger massaging your walls. you wanted more though. you needed it. “please?”

rafe chuckled , kissing your thigh before sitting up. his hand didn’t move besides adding his ring finger into the mix. “yeah? want me to fuck you , sugar? y’already so fucked out , though.”

you whined when his fingers curled just right , leaking around his hand. “please? please , please , please!” you cried , hips moving in tandem with his hand, “need y’so bad , rafey. wanted this forever!” you’d finally heard yourself and the way you voice was pitchier than usual.

already so fucked out was right.

all you could do was feel rafe’s hand moving in and out of you , thumb moving up to rub at your clit again. “cum on my fingers first , sugar. then i’ll fuck you. please? will ya be a good girl ‘nd cum for me?” he asked , leaning over your body and nipping at your neck while moans freely left you. you nodded quickly , feeling the band in your stomach tighten impossibly more.

“right there! don’t stop!” you were practically screaming as rafe’s hand fucked into you harder and faster until you gushed around him. “rafe , rafe , rafe,” you rushed out , your hands own hand coming to his wrist to stop him from continuing as you caught your breath.

“i could watch you do that all day,” he admitted , bringing his arousal covered fingers into his mouth and sucking them clean. his other hand never left yours , and you were very aware of it. “open,” he muttered , lifting his now clean fingers to your mouth. you happily obliged , wrapping your lips around the digits before sucking.

if you weren’t so desperate— you were trying to grind down onto him now that his hips were closer to yours , you’d have offered to suck his dick , but his fingers would do for now. they left your mouth with a whine and pop. “i think about this all of the time,” rafe admitted , hand that clasped yours squeezing it a few times, “sometimes i think you’re all i think about period.”

rafe’s words left you shocked , not expecting him to get too talkative during this. sure , you knew he thought you were pretty. he’d told you a lot more than needed , and you knew he liked you now. but he’d thought about this? yeah , you never would’ve guessed.

“you could’ve had me forever ago,” you told him , sitting up a little more, “i woulda let you.”

“i di’nt know that , did i?” rafe shook his head with a smile , maneuvering you to his lap again, “otherwise i would’ve already fucked you all over our trailers , maybe even the yard— let everyone know exactly who y’belong to,” he mumbled , brushing your hair from your neck to bite and suck at it. you could feel the bruises start to form , but the words rafe spoke and the weed you smoked earlier left you hazy.

“y’have me now,” you moaned , tilting your head out of the way to give rafe more surface area to work with, “and i’m tellin’ you that you can do whatever you want t’me.”

rafe pulled back at that , a sinister smile overtaking his face. “whatever i want?” he echoed , fingers dancing up your spine. you hummed back , nodding your head far too coy for the context of your conversation. “you’d let me fuck this pussy raw? hm?” he wondered , letting his hand cup you again.

you jolted at the sensitivity but nodded again nonetheless. “whatever you want,” you repeated , grabbing his face and look into rafe’s ocean blue eyes. you’d drown yourself in them if he wanted you to. and he knew it too— he knew it the moment you were begging him to cum in his fucking pants.

“open your mouth,” he instructed , patting your cheek gently. you listened , looking at him through your lashes with your mouth dropped and tongue on display. you hadn’t expected rafe to lean forward a little bit before spitting into your waiting mouth. you lips shut immediately , swallowing the mix of your salivas. “you’re a little slut , aren’t you?” he asked lightly , taking note of the way you took what he gave you so easily , so compliant.

“if y’want me to be,” you assured him , grinding into his still moving hand. the sensitivity subsided , letting the euphoric feeling rush back into you as rafe’s fingers slid slowly through your folds.

“oh…” rafe drew the word out , clicking his tongue and brought a hand down on your ass. the crack bounced around your ears as you jumped and held back a moan , never letting your eyes leave his. “we’re gonna have so much fun.”

[dil-i-seyda]

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[dollicams]

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[cantilupe-extremofauniczoology]

Hello? Testing Testing?

I found this little peculiar device on mine and Lavender's door, she's currently out at the moment, but I'll show her one she comes back. I'm thinking it may be one of Flower's but there's a noticeable lack of insect inspiration.

Hm, I should probably introduce myself right?

My name is Avenlee Cantilupe, but Cantilupe or Mrs Cantilupe is fine

I am 67 years old (don't feel it a bit though!!)

Me and Miss Lavender are the extremofaunic zoologists at The Society for Arcane Science, with myself in the lead.

Think I saw some of the other scientists here I probably should go find them....

Character info:

She/her pronouns for Cantilupe

She is married, so anything that can be classified as flirting, or suggestive, will be declined

Movement will be in green

Science partner with Miss Lavender (who isn't here-yet(?)) and open to comparing notes with Mr Kaylock

Will add more

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HI! :]

Main is @leafy-lights

I am a minor so don't be weird

Any pronouns for me

I'll use 🍃💡 if I go ooc, including in tags

I'm main tagging the first few for reach but will generally stick to 'tgs rp' and 'the glass scientists roleplay' (which has last been used 2 years ago??? Woah)

Uh. YEAH! This will be fun I think :)))

(ignore the fact this post has changed 100 times)

[aigis-playlists]

genshin playlists (3)

[quick-rotting]

SYMBOLS + EMOJi’S

♱ ✮ 𖦹 ⌁ ꉂ 𖡎 ∿ 𖥊 ҂ ꏍ 🜸𖣦 Ꮺ ๛ 𖠗 𖧧 𖤠 𖦆 𖧡 ⟆ ꒺ ∿ ∞ ޱ🛵🧠👔💋ヽִֶָ 𒄬 ⍝⍝ ꐑꐑ ฅฅ ༨ ༢ ༣ ྅   ̑̑៹ ❁ ꌨ❀✿ ☆⃞★⃞ ༀ 𖥟 ✱✱✱ ㅤ͡ ⊹ ✱ ✸ ✿ ꩜ ♡⃝ ᰔ ⏎ ⬤⬮⬤ ⬮ (˃̣̣̥ヘ˂̣̣̥) ᭢ຶ⵿ू✿ ࿔ ⠀ིιྀ ྀᖭ༏ᖫི ! ๎𑜓 ؄ ̵̼͓̥͒̾͘ ✿ ྒྒ ຶ𒂭⬮ °ཐི♡̵̼͓̥͒̾͘ཋྀ° ཐི☆̵̼͓̥͒̾͘ཋྀ ꣓ི༏ྀ𑇒͙ ᭰͒̑͡✿ ུ⃨ ❀꫶̯͙ࣺ˖̑͡. =🔮🌃͟͟͞ 𖧷⛾⡷⃨ ‌‌‎̶̲̌͜ ͟͞͞, ༺ ᓭི༏ᓯྀ ♰१˚̣̣̣͙𖦹︎ ᭩ ྀ#⛩️🚞 ໋ࣧ𓍼⃘꯭໋۟ 🫙🍃 ⃞͏ᅟ✧ ⇧!!🩸🏞️🪱 ཻུ۪۪͎ ཐི ೫ ͒ౢ ⇨ ꩇׁׅ݊⭔ ⓘཊ 𓈒ིུ ᭒᭄ ✴︎ ❝ ❞ ﹫⩇⩇:⩇⩇ ↲ ▞♬ ꯳⃘꤫✿⃘໋ׅ (°¯᷄◠¯᷅°) 𝜗℘ ━╋ ⊱｡❀̩͙̾͒༺★༻❀꫶̩͙ࣺ̾͒᭮᭰ ⋆｡‧₊♱༺𓆩❦︎𓆪༻♱༉‧₊˚. — ㅅ — ´ ω` ᴗ . ᴗ ꒡⌓꒡ ⇀‸↼ ˃ ⤙ ˂ ˘ ､ ˘ ᴖᗜᴖ ๑'ꇴ'๑ ˆ⌣ˆ 🏮ᵔ⤙ᵔ -﹏- ㅠㅠ ᴥ︎ > . ✩ ◞‸◟ ♪؞ؖ ̳̳̳̳̳̳̳̳̳ᩘᨯ𓂂𓏸 ཐི̲̲ཋྀ̲̲ 𓊍ㅤׂㅤ͡⊹▩ᬉ ̣̣̣͙͏❘❙⢀⣀ ̎̿͞͞͞͞͞͞͞͞ ིུ͠*: ཐི܂.᭨ᩧ⣷ ᭅᬻ ݴ᭄ ❚❘❙❘⎯⎯╾⃰◌̺̺͙ ⬤ 𖢅𝅮໒꒰ྀི ˊ͈ 𐦫 ˋ͈ ꒱ྀིა 𖥟𓈃❰❰ (★ 。✯  ⁄⁄͈꒱ა₊̣̇.🌺🌕🎯 ໒ ྀ ♰१  ᭢ຶ⵿⁕— ͟͞͞  ᭩͡ᰯ ⏁ ཆི♡̼͓ཆྀ ⍝⍝ ꐑꐑ ฅฅ ᡴꪫ ꯳⃘꤫ ͡ ︶ ִ ✧ ❀ ۪۪۫۫ᤢ ⣬ ཆི♡ཆྀ ਉl̈́ਉ ཊ♡⃛ཉ 𐚁 𓉳 𖤓 𖢖ུ⃨ ໂ᳜᳝‧͡‧̫ໃ᳜᳝ ̑ 𓊈❀𓊉 𓊆𔘓𓊇 ༒ ᬊ᭄ ᓭི༏ᓯྀ (>ཀ< ∠) 𑇍ׂ𓂂 ▒⃝ ⚝ Ƹ̵̡Ӝ̵̨̄Ʒ †ᭃ ༄༽❜ 𖤛 ♡̶ ༒ ◌✦ ｡* 味ㅤ✧✦ㅤㅤꨴ ໂ᳜᳝‧͡‧̫ໃ᳜᳝ ㅤ ೄ ㅤ ✿ᩨ ㅤ ⬚͒꣓ ㅤ ❀ᮬᦾ ㅤ 花 ㅤ ী ㅤ ♬ ᪇ꫭ 𖧧˚̣̣̣͙ 🆙 ୧ 🚟 𓍊𓋼✴︎ 💋 ⁺˳𖦹︎‧₊˚✩ 🍱 4 o’clock ^_< 𓇼 ‘ 𑑛 𓆠 🀢͟ ͟ ͟ ⏎⓵⃜🎏 !𒀀 ⛩️ ۪ܺׄ ̸ཻུ۪۪۪۫ ۪ܺ 🎇🥬 {+81 - *** - ****} 𝄡𓍼⃘꯭໋۟. 𖡄̽ ཽ🈖⃨ 🔎 i COULD EAT THAT GiRL FOR LUNCH 𓉯 ྀ ूੂ 🫁 ✿﮾᳜⡴ ✟ ❤︎

👘🌊🪴💻☄️🔆⛽️🌺⚛️🌬️🪺🈯️📁💷📲🛣️⛩️🚆🛵🎯🎻🎟️🪀🍹🍱🥭🌟🪷🎍🪻🫎🎒🧦🦺👔🫁💭🔛🔝⏯️🆗🆒🚸☢️🔖🗳️📮🎐📸🎆🏩🗻🚧🚢🩰🏓🎣🍬🆔💮🐶🍇🏡🏬🔮📿🩻💶🖨️

[littlxsxn]

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🫀‌ ㅤ.𖥔 ㅤ🍷 ㅤ 𐙚.·ㅤ 🐈‍⬛

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🌊 ⠀ׂ 𓆩 ㅤ 🐚 ㅤ ✧ ㅤ 🐳

©ㅤㅤㅤ𝗅𝗂𝗍𝗍𝗅𝗑𝗌𝗑𝗇.

[kurosstuff]

Castlevania masterlist

It may be only carmilla idk

💟 fluff

🍃headcanons

☠ angst

🎶 songfic

❌ horror angst

✴ upcoming

Carmilla-

Carmilla x reader: late night talks 💟

Series:

Sacrificed

Summary: A raid of vampires attacked your small village you and your boss were staying at temporarily. Being sacrificed by your "elder" you sat infront of the Queen Carmilla.

[sicakke]

♻️🍃✴🧩˙∘˚⊹

. . . [[ 🐢💤 !¡ .𝙽ᧉɯ p☹︎𝘀੮. ꉂ🥐??🦇 #° 珍 🐹 »¡! ¥999 ㍈💭🏡 𝗅¡𝗄ꦌ 𝗈𝚁 ꣁ𝖾𝖻𝗅☹︎⒢🔌👥##...ʕ·ᴥ·ʔ#𝗰rɘ̲d¡ts :\ ⨍O𝚁 𝗆ᦕ ⌯ 国! 🏓

[hellfiresoulss]

⋆✴︎˚｡⋆ introducing myself:

name: ellouise

nickname(s): els, ellie, ello, el

age: 24

where am i from?: australia

social media(s):

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[numercnnightingale]

welcome.

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i'm Nymn. Or Nume. But never Gale.

i want to put numeronship on the zexal fandom map

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Fanfics

AO3

🍃 i will travel far beyond the path of reason (take me back to eden) [ gen, missing scene, the thousand day duel ]

🌿 i don't believe in god (but i believe that you're my savior) [ implied rom, post-canon, charged discussion in a garden ]

🌿 you look so pretty (like the wind) - ON HOLD [ slowburn rom, post-canon, october rarepair challenge ]

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AUs

✴︎ Dark Numeron AU ➾ a "what if" concept where Astral accepted chaos energy into his soul, becoming a villain and joined Don Thousand's side during the war.

au tags: #dark numeron AU , #astral 🐦‍🔥 ,

✧ Wedlock AU ➾ a canon-divergent concept where Astral and Don Thousand get an arranged marriage to forge peace between their two worlds.

au tags: #wedlock AU ,

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This is primarily a zexal fandom blog where I make content and chitchat about my ship. I also run a side-account @numeronweek.

And since two people have inquired. Yes. You are more than allowed to send asks or make fanart/fanfics about the AU(s) featured on this blog. :) I love when people do that stuff.

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