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yesyesyes !!! he sees how absolutely fucked you are on it and god does it make his cock leak. the way you’re struggling to take the tip? the way your fingers barely reach around the base? he can’t wait to finally sink his dick in you and show you how it really feels ; silicone would never, ever compare to the real thing. he’s gonna have fun ruining you for anyone else ♡

rafe who finds out you’ve ordered a dildo just to trash it and replace it with a one-to-one silicone copy of his own cock ..

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thinking ab rafe hurting his leg, maybe he tears a ligament or something. but he can't drive because of it, and therefore he's scared for his life anytime you get behind the wheel. he's hitting the imaginary breaks, holding onto the 'oh shit' bar, pulling his seatbelt as tight as it can go. complaining about every turn you make, how hard you hit the breaks, and he will confidently stare down anyone who gets too close to your car (as if he could do anything while he's on crutches)

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hybrid!au where rafe gets off on seeing kitty!reader’s tail get all wet from her slick … just obsessed with how her pretty cunt drips over her fluffy tail ..

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soo i think i may have just gotten shadow banned

i can’t comment or send asks, my private messages tab just fully disappeared, other people tagging me in posts isn’t showing up in my notifications, + my posts aren’t showing up in the tags

if anyone can help me literally at all w this please please please contact me on my second blog @preyingfaes

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do you guys see the vision … you’re opening up the package with barely restrained excitement, just to stop short and gasp. whatever was sitting in the box was not what you ordered, because you definitely don’t remember selecting the biggest size they had. you could have sworn it was supposed to be five inches, but this? this was almost the same size as your forearm, and just as thick.

rafe who finds out you’ve ordered a dildo just to trash it and replace it with a one-to-one silicone copy of his own cock ..

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ugh jj is sooo annoying… always yapping about skibidi toilet or lebron james or kanye west or singing “ever since i was a jit knew i was the shit” but never the rest of the song. he calls his gf “jit” too

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MANEATER: RAFE CAMERON AU

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cocogauff i feel you girl 😩 never been so exhausted

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rafecameronno1fan looks like you’re training hard

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thetennisreport Rafe Cameron on the new generation of athletes: “I think a lot of people in the game at the moment have lost sight of what it really means to be an athlete. It’s like they think that having some big internet status matters more than actually working hard and getting wins. I just think they should take a break from posting their shit all over instagram and should focus on actually training hard instead.”

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user4 the likes to comments ratio 😭

user5 ohhh the y/n fans are maddddd

user6 you guys all need to grow up. he literally never even said y/n’s name? you all need to get a job and stop spending all your time slandering brilliant athletes on instagram.

↳ user2 girlll i’ve seen you all up in rafe’s comments as if he’s gonna pick you 😭😭 think ur the one who needs to get a job babe

↳ user1 he obviously is referring to her tho? he’s literally made it so clear that he hates her and she’s like the most active on instagram out of anybody

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forbidden fruit (series masterlist)

hunter!rafe x snow white!reader

cw: mentions of violence & murder, some angst & fluff and (eventual) smut

moodboard

part one

part two

part three (coming soon!)

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big scary dog and the fragile pile of fluff that he just can’t help but separate from the rest of the herd … nipping at her legs just enough to make her bleat and tremble. he’s got a dangerous, perverse obsession with how much weaker and tiner she is compared to him … he loves holding her down by her dainty shoulders as he slobbers all up in her face .. just his little lambie <3

herd dog !rafe x sheep!reader…

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herd dog !rafe x sheep!reader…

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“touching though, was something else. you wouldn’t mess with a pretty painting at a gallery. it’s disrespectful to the owner.” 😵‍💫😵‍💫 will be thinking about this for the next three business days …

છ rafe’s not the jealous type

“man, where’s the rest of it, huh?” rafe brought the bottle to his lips, knocking back the rest of its contents, setting it down on the table beside him.

he looked over to the guy that spoke. he didn’t feel like playing with the guy, so he cut to it. “you see anymore than that?”

the guy’s gaze turned from you to rafe. he chuckled hesitantly. “nah.. that’s what i’m liking” he smirked.

“i like it too.. i told her it looks pretty before we made our way out” rafe watched you mingle with others, giggling at what someone told you.

the guy stilled. “oh.. didn’t know that was yours.. didn’t know she was anyone’s being out looking like that” he tried to keep up the bro talk.

rafe shrugged. “she’s wearing what she wants to” rafe responded, bored of the conversation. he had no problem with any revealing clothes you may wear. you liked it. rafe liked whatever you liked, sometimes even more than you. that’s all there was to it.

“i would just watch out for guys that’ll look.. i know i am” he kept up the smirk.

rafe shook his head, amused with the guy. “look, sure, i know how good she looks. you wouldn’t be able to do anything else”

rafe grinned as you turned a little to show off your dress to someone. why not show it off? he was proud when you flaunted yourself because you deserved it if it wasn’t coming from him.

he was used to people commenting on your looks and making suggestive comments. people admire pretty things, it’s nothing new. you were all his pretty thing. no one else’s.

touching though, was something else. you wouldn’t mess with a pretty painting at a gallery. it’s disrespectful to the owner.

he avoided violence in front of you. and what better way to solve disputes than with words instead of fists.

“that wasn’t so respectful, was it? to me or her”

they would shake their heads silently.

“right.. so it’s only right you apologize. it made her uncomfortable, and i don’t like that. a sorry would make her feel better”

they would stutter. “uh.. i’m sorry..”

“nah” rafe would suck his teeth, shaking his head. “repeat after me.. ma’am, it was disrespectful of me to touch something so pretty i wasn’t worthy of touching.. i’ll be more respectful towards women”

they would relay the apology.

rafe would turn to you, waiting for your forgiveness or rejection. whichever you felt, rafe did as well. it wasn’t his position to choose for you, he wasn’t the lady who received unwanted interactions. he knew this, so how these situations would go was always up to you.

you would look up at rafe, speaking to him rather than the other person. “it’s okay”

rafe would look at them. “say thank you”

or

you would look up at rafe, softly shaking your head.

rafe would look at the guy. “i don’t accept either. get out of her face.”

you skipped over to rafe and he slightly bent down, ready to hear whatever you seemed excited to share.

“rafe, this girl just called my dress pretty” you said, giddily, twisting yourself and the dress.

rafe smiled. “did she? that’s nice of her..”

rafe looked at the guy. “you have anything to say about the dress?”

you turned to the guy expectantly, excited to receive another compliment.

“uh..” the guy shook his head, suddenly awkward. “nah”

rafe frowned. “nah man, you just had so much to say” rafe didn’t repeat his words, not wanting to upset you. whenever he could keep you from hearing the unsettling comments made about you, he would. nothing could dim your happiness when you were with him.

the guy glanced away, scoffing.

“why don’t you just apologize. save her from getting mad at you”

the guy rolled his eyes. “nah man, i’m good..” rafe stopped him, grabbing his arm when he tried to walk away.

“that wasn’t a request”

the guy gulped, glancing over at you. “look, my bad..”

rafe tsk’d, shaking his head. he gave him the prompt, telling him to repeat the words. he did, and rafe turned to you, awaiting your response.

you looked up at rafe with eyes. “um.. should i?” you weren’t ever aware what the guy said after all.

“nah, baby, that’s all up to you”

you glanced between the two in front of you. “it’s fine”

rafe turned to the guy.

“say thank you.”

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⭑ 3. HONEY AND MILK ; barry

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━━ CW ; kidnapping , threats of getting pimped out .

cigarette burns on my collar, i don’t think i like this life that we’re living / surviving on honey and milk, you don’t give me much more to make sure that i’m breathing ━━ honey and milk , flower face

the little basement was dark, save for the spluttering glow of the lone lightbulb having above you. you sit curled up on the tattered mattress, knees drawn up to your chest and thin blanket wrapped tightly around your frail shoulders, aimlessly fiddling with the loose threads. the silence was heavy — oppressive — broken only by the distant hum of the fridge upstairs and the faint drip of a leaky pipe.

you hear his boots first, the harsh thud-thud-thud down the rickety stairs instantly drawing your attention. when the door creaks open, your head snaps up instantly, eyes squinting in the sudden light spilling into the cramped space.

“still kickin’, bunny?” barry’s voice drawls, lazy and low as he reaches the bottom, cigarette perched between his lips.

you nod quickly, clutching the blanket like a lifeline. “‘m okay,” you whisper uncertainly, like you’re afraid of saying something wrong. “yeah?” he takes a long drag, the ember flaring as his dark eyes scan the room. “been eatin’? drinkin’? don’t need y’droppin’ dead on me.”

you hesitate before nodding slowly, voice softer this time. “um, had some of the crackers.. and a bit of water.” barry exhales a puff of smoke right into your face, smirking when you start to cough. “good, good. don’t wan’ y’wastin’ away, what kind of man’d i be then, huh?” you don’t answer, heart thumping painfully in your chest at his proximity.

“y’lookin’ after my place, right? he asks lightly, but you hear the underlying warning. “yes,” you blurt out immediately, “cleaned up — jus’ like you said. didn’t touch anything i wasn’t supposed to, i promise.”

barry crouches down in front of you, stained hand coming up to caress your soft cheek. his touch is rough and unwelcome and the stench of him invades all your senses — sweat and motor oil and cheap beer. it makes your stomach clench and turn on itself, makes your nose twitch and eyes water. “y’know bunny, you really oughta be grateful. not everyone’d take such good care of you. world’s a mean place for such a lil’ thing like you, it’d eat ya alive don’t y’think?”

you press your wobbly lips together, blinking away salty tears. his grip on your face tightens painfully, dirty fingernails digging into your skin. “answer me,” he says sharply, cigarette dangling dangerously close to your face. “ain’t i done right by you?”

“y-yeah,” you tremble like a leaf as you force out the words, trying not to gag at his breath. barry nods slowly, smirk curling into something darker. “you’d be a real hit with the sorta folks i deal with. but no—” he lets out a humourless laugh, shaking his head and standing up. “gotta keep y’all to m’self.”

“could be sharin’ you around, makin’ somethin’ real sweet outta all that innocence y’got.” his words send cold terror through your body, a reaction so visceral you feel bile rising up your scratchy throat and goosebumps flooding your skin. you hear the threat loud and clear. “nah,” barry continues, carelessly flicking ash over your head. “too fuckin’ pretty f’that. too soft. wouldn’t last a minute out there without me, ‘n i guess i like havin’ somethin’ pretty t’come home to.”

the tears finally slip down your face, the warmth a stark contrast to the frigid air. you shove a hand over your mouth, trying to stop the sobs from escaping; you knew better than to be a nuisance. barry laughs bitterly as he turns around, shuffling over the steps once again. “listen, uhh. you keep y’mouth shut, yeah? gonna get us in trouble if you keep up all that cryin’ shit. don’t wan’ anyone sniffin’ around here. ‘n don’t you give me a reason to come back down here tonight. won’t end well, bun. won’t end well at all.”

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haven’t been able to stop thinking abt rafe comforting you the same way his mother comforted him :( the second he sees you tearing up he’s pulling you into his lap, rubbing slow circles on your back the same way she used to do for him. his voice drops, taking on the tone she’d use on him whenever his emotions overwhelmed him — gentle, careful; laced with a kind of love he’s never learned how to truly put into words. he never rushes you, never asks you to stop crying or forces you to tell him what’s wrong. sometimes he hums, scratchy and awkward, trying to emulate the lullabies from his childhood.

rafe doesn’t know any other way to comfort, it’s not like ward taught him anything of use. moments like this, when you’re sniffling softly into his chest, desperately clutching onto his shirt, he’s reminded of what he’s lost. what he’ll never be able to experience again. her face sharpens in his mind when he’s like this, her sweet smile and soft eyes vivid despite the smoky haze of time. (rafe wishes he could see her like this more often, not the misshapen blur usually present in his memories.)

occasionally, when you’ve fallen asleep in his arms, heart slow and steady, rafe stares at the ceiling and wonders if he’s doing it right — if she’d be proud of the man he’d become. he can’t help the promises, the desperate admissions that slip out of his mouth, words he’s too proud to voice otherwise. “‘m trying, mom,” rafe breaths, chest tight and voice shaky. “dunno if ‘m doin’ it right, but ‘m tryin’. i swear.”

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rafecore fr omg

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guys i’m going to go see nosferatu rn !!!!

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 ☀️ ⊹ᡣ𐭩₊⋆ ─── introducing sunshine!reader

warmth personified .ᐟ  ball of energy.  777.  folk music.  sunflowers.  fleetwood mac.   crystals. polaroid pictures.  soft floral patterns.  vinyl records. all things vintage.  rom coms.  charm bracelets.

.ᐟ    sunshine!reader who seems to leave a trail of warmth wherever she goes, like she's made of sunshine. her presence is almost magnetic, and she has a way of making friends with everyone. she doesn't subscribe to the kooks vs. pogues mentality, instead believing that everyone deserves the same amount of kindness, even if they are not kind to her.

.ᐟ    sunshine!reader who works at her grandmother's antique shop during the week and volunteers at the local animal shelter on the weekends. after hurricanes and extremely bad storms, she volunteers to help with the clean up and brings food to people that were particularly affected by the storms.

.ᐟ    sunshine!reader who loves to bake and dance around the kitchen to her favorite band fleetwood mac. she longs to see stevie nicks in concert one day and has a big jar on her dresser with money she's saved up to go. it's decorated with stickers and doodles, surrounded by her favorite crystals and knick knacks for good luck.

.ᐟ    sunshine!reader whose room is a kaleidoscope of everything she's ever loved—walls covered in polaroid pictures, pressed flowers, posters, and art prints. vinyl records are stacked haphazardly next to an old turntable, and her bed is covered in a quilt her grandmother made along with all her favorite stuffed animals, some of them having patches of mis-matched fabric sewed in.

.ᐟ    sunshine!reader who has collections of about a thousand different things— buttons, stamps, coins, records, dolls, bottle caps, post cards. she's always stashing random little things away like a squirrel hoarding nuts.

.ᐟ    sunshine!reader who smells of vanilla and coconut with a hint of something distinctly nostalgic, like spending an exciting afternoon with your inviting grandparent as a child. she greets people with a bright smile and a wave, her bracelets jingling with each movement, like her own personal melodic theme song.

.ᐟ    sunshine!reader who can't resist a cute animal. she's the kind of girl who rescues stray cats and dogs to find them a new home and always wants pet any fluffy animal she comes across, consequences be damned.

.ᐟ    sunshine!reader who takes rafe completely by surprise. he's never met anyone quite so cheery, especially not a pogue, and the way she brushes off his arrogance and ignores his cruel words intrigues him greatly. she seems to see past him, almost like she knows the motivations for his actions better than he does, and it scares him like hell, but at the same time, he can't stop thinking about her.

           ୭ৎ sunshine!reader works below .ᐟ

coming soon...

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𝓼𝓶𝓪𝓵𝓵 𝓽𝓱𝓸𝓾𝓰𝓱𝓽𝓼 02

rafe’s thumb brushed over your lip, slow and deliberate, his eyes dark as he leaned in. “you know what you do to me, don’t you?” his voice was a low rasp, barely controlled. “this mouth… fuck, i can’t stop thinking about it.”

you opened your mouth to respond, but he didn’t give you the chance. his lips crashed against yours, rough and insistent, his hand gripping the back of your neck to keep you exactly where he wanted. when he pulled back, just enough to breathe, his eyes locked onto yours, still fixated on your swollen lips.

“i should be doing something else right now, anything else,” he muttered, more to himself than you, but his thumb traced the outline of your mouth again, and he smirked. “but here i am, needing to feel you. taste you.”

he pressed another kiss to your lips, softer this time but just as consuming, his tongue teasing the seam until you let him in. when he pulled back again, his fingers curled under your chin, tilting your face up.

“you have no idea how fucking beautiful this is,” he murmured, brushing his thumb across the wetness of your lips. “every time i look at you, all i wanna do is this.”

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