carrotlster

[carrotlster]

i love your page sm its so cutesy and your writing is amazing !! 🤍🤍

thank you !! i really appreciate it 

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hiii i loveee the messages between diva and rafe 🙈 and ur theme!!

thank you lovely !! 🫶🏽🫶🏽

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omg i love your text messages between rafe and reader 😭💗

thank you bb !!! it’s heavily inspired by pinterest 😭

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ur account is so cute !!!!! i ❤︎ diva!reader so much omg

thank you love !! giving you the biggest kiss 🫶🏽

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random text messages between diva!reader and bf!rafe

warning. definitely suggestive 

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i swearrr people need a life omgg, this situation has been squashed 😭 creds to her for addressing everything though, keep writing girl!

it’s been a week lmaoo. she really is the sweetest though !! 

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not you taking the diva reader concept and not crediting the owner...

girl boo, it’s tired.

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not you taking the diva reader concept and not crediting the owner...

girl boo, it’s tired.

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srry if this is weird but i kinda stalk all my followers when they follow me . . butt! i think your blog is really pretty and creative, sweetheart! kisses from kaus!

i can’t lie i stalked your blog too. you’re too sweet !!! thank you so much, i really appreciate it. 🫶🏽

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lol why are ppl making stuff up? sure, it seems like you got inspo but like it's not an exact replica. people should chill

exactly, like spare mee

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can they just leave you alone? like your blog is a different set up than how she sets up hers. atp they just saying anything to get a reaction out of you.

rightt !! why are people being so weird (¬_¬)

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your tags looks like hers too . . kinda weird lol

right… right

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those pretty eyes

summary. rafe can’t help himself and ruins your fresh new set.

pairing. bf!rafe cameron x diva!reader 

warning. smut, 18+ mdni, oral ( m receiving )

rafe drummed his fingers against the steering wheel, his blue eyes locked on the glass door of the salon. his truck idled in the parking lot, the low hum of the engine the only sound besides the distant crash of waves from the beach down the road.

 he leaned back in his seat, exhaling slowly as he watched you step outside tucking your phone into your bag. your hair bouncing with each step. his gaze trailed over your face, immediately noticing the difference— your freshly done set framed your eyes like something from a dream.

 you pulled open the door, sliding into the passenger seat with a familiar ease. "hi baby" you greeted softly, leaning in just enough for him to catch the scent of vanilla and something distinctly you.

 rafe barely reacted. "they look good." his voice was low, but there was something in his tone-something unreadable.

 you pulled back, brow furrowing slightly.

"thanks." you buckled your seatbelt, expecting him to start driving, but he didn't.

 a slow smirk tugged at his lips as he let his eyes trace every inch of your face, adjusting in his seat with his usual cocky demeanour.

his jaw was tight, his lips parted and arms crossed like he wanted to say something but couldn't quite find the words.

 “what, rafe?” you pull the visor down, opening the mirror, inspecting your lashes before turning back towards him. they were still intact so what was he staring at?

 he didn't answer right away. instead, he reached out, fingers brushing under your chin, tilting your face toward the light filtering through the windshield. his thumb grazed the soft skin beneath your eye, his gaze flicking between your lashes and your lips like he was debating something.

 "you just..." he exhaled, shaking his head slightly. "you look so pretty."

 “i know” you spoke.

 he didn’t respond, his gaze dropping lower, taking in every inch of you like he was memorizing it. he could feel the rush of heat spreading through him as he admired the way your lashes framed your face, how the slight glow of the makeup you wore enhanced the natural beauty you already had. it made him want you.

 the way he looked at you with intensity, like he was seeing you for the first time— sent a shiver down your spine.

 his hand moved instinctively, rough fingers brushing against your jaw before trailing down to your neck. his thumb grazed your throat, and you swallowed, the movement subtle but not unnoticed by him.

 his fingers tightened slightly, his grip sending a slow, burning warmth through your skin. you leaned into it, into him.

 your lips parted, but before words can come out rafe was already leaning in, his lips brushing against yours. the kiss was rough and when you opened your mouth to him, he deepened it, pulling you closer. he could feel the way your body reacted to him, the way you were melting into him, but it only made him want you more.

 his teeth grazed your bottom lip before he bit down, not too hard, just enough to make your breath hitch. he pulled away slightly, lips barely touching yours. still close, he exhaled slowly, his voice low and rough.

 “i’m so hard right now”

 “rafe” you chuckled.

 he runs his tongue over his bottom lip, still tasting you.

 “be good for me.”

 your brows lifted slightly, a smile pulling at your lips. “you can’t wait?” you asked, looking around the parking lot.

 rafe leaned back in his seat. he tilted his head, his smirk lazy, but his eyes still burning into yours. “as a thank you for paying,” he said smoothly, his hand dragging down your thigh, thumb pressing into the soft skin.

 you let out a breathy laugh, shaking your head. “you offered, asshole.” the words were teasing, but the way you were looking at him? that was something else entirely.

 rafe just chuckled, spreading his legs a little wider, adjusting his pants. watching you intently as you unbuckle your seatbelt and lean over the consol.

 “you gonna show me how grateful you-”

 his words cut off with a hiss as your hand slid over him, palming him through his jeans. his jaw clenched, eyes flickering shut for just a second before snapping back to yours, darker now.

 a slow breath left him, his fingers squeezing the back of your clothed thigh. "fuck,"

 you only smirked, tilting your head like you weren’t doing anything out of the ordinary.

"what was that?" you teased, pressing your palm a little harder, feeling the way he strained in his jeans.

 rafe’s hand shot out, grabbing your wrist— not to stop you, but just to make you slow down.

his eyes bore into yours, daring you to keep playing.

 “you think this is funny?” he muttered, his control slipping.

 you shook his hand off, grabbing the zipper from his jeans and pulling it down excruciatingly slow. you look up at him pulling at the waist band of his boxer briefs before reaching your hand inside and grasping him.

 rafe’s breath hitched the moment your hand gripped him, his whole body going rigid for a split second. his eyes shut for a second as he fought to keep his composure.

 you pull him out, your eyes momentarily leaves his to look down at his cock, his slit glistening with precum. your right hand remains wrapped around the base of his length while a manicured finger spread the precum around his tip.

 you flatten your tongue licking from his shaft to his tip, coating your tongue with his precum causing his stomach tighten at the sensation.

 rafe’s hand moves up your thigh, past your ass and to the waist band of your leggings before pulling them down mid thighs. his hand retracts back before landing a hard smack on your left cheek causing you to whimper. you couldn’t help the feeling of your cunt fluttering.

 “stop teasing” he groans, rubbing the spot in circles as if to soothe it.

 you wrap your lips around him, swirling your tongue around his swollen head. he throws his head back with a sigh, his hands threading your hair and gathering it into a make shift ponytail.

 rafe unintentionally bucks his hips up as you begin to bob up and down, hungrily working causing you to gag around him. your hand makes its way to his thigh, stilling him.

 “look at me” he pulls your hair, tilting your head up. you pull back, saliva strings connected from your mouth and his cock. tears kissing your waterline and chin shinny with drool. he lets out a low groan as your dark eyes meet his again.

 “those pretty eyes”

 you let out a moan at the praise. you pressed his cock against your lips, spitting and letting it slide down his length. your hands slowly moved up and down his shaft before you took him back into your mouth.

 his hand grips the back of your head and pushes it down forcing you down your throat. the feeling him twitching in the back of your throat has you squeezing around nothing.

 “shit, you make me feel so good”

 you tapped his thigh repeatedly, struggling to breath. the tears that formed in your eyes now falling. he pulls you back allowing you to catch your breath. you cough, spit pooling around the base of his cock.

 you part your lips to speak but a rough thrust into your open mouth, shuts you up immediately. you cup his balls with your hand and massage them, causing his breathing to hitch. rafe’s moaning now louder than before.

 “fuck— i’m gonna cum”

 he doubles over, pulling out of your mouth, roughly grabbing your chin and stroking his cock covered in spit in his fist causing it to twitch and his balls to tighten as he releases thick ropes of his cum on your face.

 your eyes flutter open, sitting up on your knees. your eyes widening the second you took in your reflection. his cum coated your brand new lashes, your now swollen lips, your tear stained cheeks and even made it in your hair. you let out a sharp breath, glaring at rafe through the mirror before snapping it shut.

 “you fucking asshole” she hissed, landing a smack against his chest.

 rafe barely flinched, catching your wrist with ease, his grip firm but not rough. he held your hand there, pressed against his chest, feeling the way your pulse raced under his fingers. a slow, satisfied smirk tugged at his lips. his eyes, filled with amusement, flickered over your face, taking in every detail— your narrowed eyes, your pout, the way you were still breathing heavily.

 before you could get another word out, his fingers wrapped around your neck again, pulling you in as his lips crashed against your. his kiss was rough, demanding, like he wanted to remind you exactly who was in control.

 "shut up," he muttered against her lips, voice low, rough.

 you barely had time to respond before he pulled back, his thumb brushing over your cheek, picking up some of the evidence of what just happened. then, without a second thought, he pushed his thumb between your lips, watching with sharp eyes as your mouth instinctively parted for him.

 "i'll pay to get them done again," he murmured, his voice dripping with amusement as he watched her, thumb pressing against her tongue.

 “now quit whining.”

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[carrotlster]

oh yea, it was @anqelrafe shouldn't you give creds or did they already say it was okay?

i had the concept itself down for a while i just named it diva however i would be happy to credit her if she’d like me to !!

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Didn't someone already make the diva!reader concept? Correct me if I'm wrong but I thought I originally saw someone else create that concept but I forget the @...?

i believe so. are you talking about @ anqelrafe ? 

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pink.   french   tips.   skincare.   princess   treatment.   shopping   sprees.   attention.   nude   lips.   deep   wave   bundles.   iamgia.

DIVA!READER  who’s  always  put  together—nails  done,  hair  done,  lashes  done,  outfits  on  point.  she  carries  herself  with  a  level  of  confidence  that  turns  heads.  she  knows  she  looks  good,  and  she  makes  sure  everyone  else  knows  it  too.

DIVA!READER  who  knows  exactly  how  to  get  her  way  by  pouting,  batting  her  lashes,  or  acting  just  bratty  enough  to  make  rafe  cave.  she  plays  the  game  well,  and  he  always  falls  for  it.

DIVA!READER  who  has  expensive  taste  and  isn’t  shy  about  it.  she  expects  princess  treatment  at  all  time.  and  if  rafe  ever  slacks?  she’ll  remind  him.

DIVA!READER  who  loves  riling  him  up.  flirting,  pushing  his  buttons,  making  him  jealous  just  for  fun.  at  the  end  of  the  day,  she  only  has  eyes  for  him.  she  makes  it  clear  that  he  belongs  to  her.  she’s  not  afraid  to  mark  her  territory  especially  through  her  expensive  vanilla  scented  perfume  that  lingers  on  his  clothes.

moodboard.

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your theme is sooo cunty i love it.

thank you <33 yours is so cutee !!