diaryofaprettyprincess
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the way people on tiktok talk about the coquette aesthetic yet they dont know ANYTHING ABT IT LIKE OG COQUETTE GIRLS--WE WERE OUT IN THE MFING TRENCHES WITH OUR #dollete n #heroinchic THEY DONT KNOW ANYTHINGGGG im sorry i gatekeep this cuz they only like the tiktokified version of it not the og tumblr version
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starting tomorrow i am going to be the person i want to be
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rafe talking about his and readers sex life to top and kelce while she’s there and she’s getting super embarrassed and flustered
i love this trope so much u have no idea
you left rafe and his friends 10 minutes ago to replenish your drink, prancing over to country club bar in your pretty babydoll dress, feet clacking in your chanel kitten heels. the sweet lady behind the bar distracted you by making polite conversation, but it still takes you by surprise that when you come back, fruity cocktail in hand, that rafe has entirely changed the conversation.
“swear to god, she’s fuckin’ incessant.” he smirks, “s’like… every couple hours i’m lettin’ her suck on a different part’a me.”
you frown at his language, not embarrassed, just worried you bothered him being so needy. and so you tapped him on his shoulder, the large man turning slowly to look you up and down, “there you are, took you a while.”
your bottom lip is still jutted out, and you look up at him with wide eyes, “y’want me to stop wantin’ you so much?”
it comes out so soft and concerned, rafe almost feels bad. throwing an arm over your shoulder he brings you back into the group, slotted under his heavy bicep.
“not at all kid. s’ideal honestly.” he explains, sipping his drink, “you got this whole innocent thing goin’ on, just wasn’t expecting it.”
you nod meekly, glossy lips wrapping around your straw.
he should quit there while he’s ahead. but he doesn’t, the boys mouth opening yet again, “i mean you like wake me up for that shit.” he laughs, “pawing at me in the middle of the night talkin’ bout ‘daddy i’m sticky’”
you drop your head and hide in his side, an embarrassed groan leaving your mouth as his friends laugh, “rafeeee”
he just scoffs, hand coming to brush your hair down and squish you into him to soothe your qualms, “oh calm down baby,” he says before dropping his head, the next words being only for you, “i’ll make it up to you later. give it to you real good yeah?”
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lay me down tonight in my diamonds and pearls
tell me songs at night about your favorite girl
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