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Yeah, I'm fine

*Types "<character name> x reader" into tumblr search bar*

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i know "gn!reader" means gender neutral, but, my brain always short-circuits to goodnight reader!

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initial - rafe cameron

not because he owns me, but cause he really knows me

summary: blurb inspired by the song call it what you want by taylor swift. requested by @rafeslovergirl

word count: 0.7k

warnings: none

“My baby’s fit like a daydream..” you sing not-so-quietly to yourself as you move around the kitchen, grabbing ingredients for yours and Rafes breakfast.

Rafes eyes stay glued on you as you sing and subtly dance around the kitchen. It doesn’t go unnoticed by him that you’ve been singing the same song for nearly an hour, but he's far too infatuated by you to ever consider asking you to stop.

He gets up from his stool by the island swiftly, moving around the table to stand behind you. Wrapping his arms around you loosely, he presses a kiss to your neck, just above the fabric of his t-shirt you were wearing. You lean back into him with a giggle, continuing to hum the same tune as you crack an egg over the skillet.

"What's that song you've been singing all day?" Rafe finally gives in and asks you, mumbling the question into your skin. 

You smile a little, tilting your head up to look at him. "Call it what you want by Taylor Swift, it's been stuck in my head for days. Are you asking because you like it?" you ask with a smirk, fully knowing Rafe's music taste is definitely not Taylor Swift.

Rafe gives you a look, "not particularly. I was just wondering what song I've been listening to you sing all morning," he said with a small smile, leaning forward to press a kiss to your lips.

You smile into the kiss, only breaking free when the eggs start to make a sizzling sound. "You should listen to the song though, it's really good," you add in a somewhat joking tone, as you move the eggs onto two plates.

Rafe simply hums in response. He tightens his arms around you for a moment before stepping back and moving to one of the cabinets to grab some salt and pepper, helping you with breakfast. 

As you eat together at the kitchen table and make plans for the day, Rafe makes a mental note to listen to ‘call it what you want’, later. 

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The next day, you're tangled together with Rafe in his bed watching TV- well, kind of watching TV. 

“I have something to give you,” Rafe mumbles against your lips, pressing one last lazy kiss to your face before pulling himself off the bed.

You groan a little at the sudden loss of contact, leaning back against your pillow with a sigh. “What’s the occasion?” you ask, curiosity evident in your voice.

"No occasion," he says, smiling a little to himself as he pulls a small velvet box out of a bag in the corner of his room.

You sit up against the headboard, legs crossed and anxiously awaiting this mystery gift. You watch him intently as he smiles widely until he reaches the bed, sitting down so his body is facing toward you. He holds out the box for you to take, an excited glimmer in his eyes. 

You examine the black velvet box for a second, the Cartier label not going unnoticed by you. “This is so expensive, Rafe. Did I forget an anniversary or something?” you ask with a slight laugh, grabbing your phone to check the date. 

Rafe smiles and shakes his head, grabbing the phone from you. “No, no anniversary. Just wanted to do something nice for my girl. Open it,” he pleads impatiently, placing the box in your hands. 

“Okay, okay,” you say with a chuckle, undoing the ribbon around the box. When you open the lid, your eyes immediately shoot up to meet Rafes. “You didn’t…” 

“Do you like it?” he asks softly, wide smile playing on his lips as he sees the answer in your expression. 

You nod intently, too distracted by the shiny gold to form any words. You pull the necklace out of the box, holding it up in the light. You trace your thumb over the gold ‘R’ hanging on the chain with a beaming smile. 

Gaze moving back to his face, your suspicion is confirmed. He listened to the song.

“Because you own me?” you ask with a knowing smile. 

He grins and shakes his head, “nope, because I really know you.”

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alright so now im really sad cause I've just read a book, and there was a main character that, like, had Reggie's personality and every dialogue that character spoke Reggie could say it very well in JATP, alright, and that character offered himself to save his friends in the final battle, so now I ask myself: what if Reggie died to save Luke, Alex and Julie from Caleb? But, like, in post-canon? I mean, everyone would cry, just like I did. I'm really thinking about writing an AU for that book but with the JATP characters.

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Flynn: Ok, maybe playing ‘whose family is most dysfunctional’ wasn’t the best idea we’ve had. Reggie's been crying in the bathroom for an hour. We can’t get him out...

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real joy is reading those zukka fics where zuko and iroh are living in ba sing se and zuko keeps sneaking off to be gay and iroh is becoming increasingly concerned that he’s doing like dangerous/illegal/avatar-hunting type things and then iroh finds out and is like oh! thank god! i didn’t even consider you might be gay! this is so much better than anything i ever could have hoped for! and zuko is like …what

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They say you have the face of the person you loved most in your last life

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I'm rewatching teen wolf and I don't know if it's just me, but I feel like Isaac being into Allison makes no sense whatsoever.

Allison makes sense in the situation: she wants a rebound as she still loves Scott but wants to keep her distance and Isaac is the closest thing, I guess. But the other way around just baffles me. She stabbed him. And not in the fun way. But more importantly, she shot like twelve arrows into Boyd and Erica after being completely fine with them being tortured in her basement... He is the loyal type, the type to not forgive someone for hurting people he cares about so if he wants the twins dead soooo bad for 'killing' Braeden and almost beat Ethan to death after seeing Scott's injury... I can't imagine what in the name of logic would make him want to date or sleep with Allison...

I'm never getting over this.

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you’re on your own, kid–chapter one

pairing: Rafe Cameron x female reader

word count: 2.9k

warnings: swearing, drug use, fighting, mentions of rape, sexual assault

PLEASE READ: this story will contain dark topics of rape and sexual assault (not by Rafe). Please proceed with caution and do not read if these are triggering topics to you!! this fic is in no way intended to romanticize any type of sexual abuse.

If you are a victim of rape or sexual assault, please know that you are worthy and your feelings are valid. Please contact the following for resources and professionals who can help you:

US–National Sexual Assault Hotline: 1-800-656-4673/https://www.rainn.org

UK– Rape Crisis England and Wales https://rapecrisis.org.uk

AUS– https://www.nasasv.org.au/support-directory

EU– https://www.rcne.com

where are you right now?

Rafe was approximately twelve holes into his round of golf with Topper and Kelce when he received your text. It was highly unusual for you to text him out of the blue, especially outside of a high school project, especially especially on summer break. Rafe looked at the last texts the two of you shared, which were from winter break when the two of you were home from school. He had asked if you were attending a party hosted by his friend and you undoubtedly denied.

golfing at the club. is everything ok?

Text bubbles indicating your reply appeared immediately.

please call me when you are alone. I can’t let anyone find out.

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Part 2 Here! / Part 3 Here! / Part 4 Here! / Part 5 Here! / Part 6 Here!

A/N: not superhero themed. I just read midnight sun and had this idea and I don’t feel like making another blog so…. hope you like twilight lol

There will be a part two, and just a reminder, I’m still looking for beta readers so DM if you’re interested!

* It probably starts with you reading midnight sun, you remember reading the books/watching the movies when you were younger.

* Man, you really forgot how bad this book was. The writing itself is good, but the plot…

* It’s like everything revolves around Bella, everything is created for her.

* You almost feel bad for the other characters

* Well, whatever, you’ll finish the rest of the book tomorrow and never think about that awful franchise again.

* When you wake up you feel an ache in your head. But you didn’t drink last night, maybe you’re dehydrated

* You shift, noting the smooth silk of the covers. Now you’re alarmed.

* You don’t have silk sheets

* You see a mirror in the corner of the room, and rush over

* The face that looks back at you is different then yours

* It’s the same in some ways, but different all the same

* The curve of your nose is slightly off, your lips are thinner, eyes a little closer together.

* The memories begin to flood in, in this world you were on a graduation trip with your parents, you got an all inclusive package. Three days of sightseeing in Volterra.

* You got sick on the last day, when you were signed for a tour of the castle, your parents went without you

* That was the last you saw of them

* You dumbly followed, asking question where you shouldn’t. And ended up at the volturi’s door

* Aro had grasped your hand to see how much you knew, only too see nothing. Likewise Jane’s powers did not work as well

* They were astounded by this, it appears this was several years before Bella was introduced to the story

* And so, you became a prisoner of the tower

* Your soul must have been in this body for quite some time, but you’ve only remembered now, that’s the only explanation for why their powers didn’t work on you. Your consciousness is not of this world.

* There’s a short knock on your door

* “Are you decent?”

* You call back and Alec pops his head in.

* “Ready to go to the library?”

* He looks so kind. The boyish grin that stretched across his face as you shook your head.

* It was in direct contrast to the sadistic personality you had become accustomed to in the books

* “I need a few more minutes”

* You half expect him to lash out at you for being slow. By he only nods, closing the door and waiting outside for you to finish.

* He was you friend. You realized

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was twilight one of the most problematic media i’ve ever seen… yes

but will i watch the crap out of it in awe … of course

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Ok, but seriously, who’s Isaac’s guardian? His parents are both dead and his older brother is dead too. He was about 16 when he was orphaned, so is he in the foster system?

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Extremely happy that Spiderverse Gwen Stacy fits both parts of Sk8er Boy. She is a punk AND she does ballet.

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yall, i love my sister so fucking much

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dps college/modern aus really fixes the black hole in my heart

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Scott: Liam, you'll be working with Theo and Brett

Liam: Alright! My fantasy threesome!

Everyone else, blank stares

Liam: ...Of people on a team.