#✉️ love letters

[bunnyrafe]

neeeddd babydoll to fake an orgasm with bluecollar!rafe :(( she’s just so tired and when she tells rafe he’s like “wtf are you tired for all you do is sit around the house all day”

ily and your works 💋💋🩷

this concept… i genuinely want to kiss your brain. thank you so much for sending this in and all the love, angel baby !!!

content / warnings -> 18+, MDNI. blue collar!rafe & babydoll!reader AU. mean!rafe, hurt & comfort, daddy kink.

the loud sniffle coming from you when those words leave rafe’s mouth is involuntary. yes, it was stupid to try and fake him out when he knows your body like the back of his rough hands— you’ll admit it, but you didn’t think he’d be so angry.

you were hoping he’d be too out of it from working in the heat all day to notice… you were hoping if you distracted him with enough kisses he’d just fuck you full and leave it at that.

wrong.

rafe scoffs when he sees your pout and the tears that brim your lash line— “now you’re not even talking back? ran out of dumb shit to say, babydoll?”

“you’re so fuckin’ mean,” you whimper, hiccuping out a sob.

and rafe, being the attentive husband he naturally is no matter how hard he may be on you, immediately softens up.

he’s cooing at you ‘n shushing you while leaning in real close, with his strong arms slipping beneath your back that’s been sticking to the sheets. he holds you and suddenly all that stress you felt today fizzles away into nothing as bliss takes it’s spot in your chest.

funny enough, it’s not until then that your cunt flutters around him, prompting him to rut his hips and pull a pretty and genuine mewl out of you when his fat cock hits all the right places hidden away inside you.

“fuck— there ya go.” he grunts before a sloppy kiss is placed on your spit slick lips, “this is what you needed— jus’ needed daddy to be gentle with you, huh?”

you nod in response, watching with glossy eyes as he brings a calloused thumb to his lips, popping it in his mouth and running his tongue along the pad of the digit before slipping his hand between the two of you. he rolls it over your clit in a slow but calculated circle in the next second, and your breath catches in your throat while your legs tremble around his waist. a string of curses, his name, and daddy fall from your lips with your eyes rolling back into your head.

you’re creaming on him before you can apologize for being so silly, not even considering how you’ll feel and the endless teasing you’ll receive once your high wears off.

[bunbabbles]

why is lip crossed out i want to talk about his daddy kink cause ik he loves when you’re babbling on his dick begging daddy to please let you cum :((

see, this is exactly why he’s crossed out because thinking about him like this is bad for my health 😵‍💫😵‍💫😵‍💫 and has also ruined quite a few pairs of my panties, i fear…

“daddy,” you gasp out desperately, bucking your hips upwards and rutting against lip’s own while you stare up at him with dumb, glossy eyes. your delicate hands wraps around his wrists, slimmer fingers squeezing there as his own thick digits flex around the plushness of your waist.

a grin tugs at his lips as he watches you squirm, watches his dick sink all the way in to your messy and equally silky cunt.

you finally finish your sentence with a sloppy hiccup, spluttering out the words pathetically, “i wanna cum!”

“bet ya do, baby.” he grunts back, pulling you against him even more with the grip he has on you, making you squeal because you don’t think he’s ever been this deep before.

deep enough to knock you up even if he tried to pull out…

lip sighs through his nose, and suddenly his hands are moving. they’re hooking under your knees, blunt nails digging into the pudgy flesh of your thigh while you take in a deep breath as he quickly folds you in half on his fat cock and his sloppy but squeal inducing thrusts pick up in speed.

“y’know i’m not stopping you, baby— cum all over daddy’s dick if that’s what you want.”

[ghostlyfleur]

barista AND lumberjack steve all rolled into one??? immediately yes oh my goddddd.

right!!!!!!!!!!

he’d just be the softest, coziest fall/winter boyfriend ever. i just know you’d have that slow living, cabin life surrounded by fireplaces (with the logs he himself chops) and hot cocoa or another drink he can practice his latte art on and big sweaters that the two of you share *sighs*

[academic-vampire]

𝐿𝑜𝓋𝑒 𝒸𝑜𝓂𝑒𝓈 𝒾𝓃 𝓂𝒶𝓃𝓎 𝒻𝑜𝓇𝓂𝓈 💌

[loveindefinitely]

thinking abt need to listen to me and wondering what wld happen if reader or soap called the safeword...... thinking wondering scratching my chin....

-🌹

(☆‧₊˚.) alt. ntltm (sfw but w nsfw themes)

you got me scratching my chin now too, rose!! because i absolutely can see this happening. i think soap would have the problem of being too proud to say it, even if he was on the verge, so it'd be you that'd find yourself uttering the safeword.

as soon as you'd say it, the room would like, pause. everyone would stop moving, not even a single breath would be had.

then, probably, ghost would be the first to get into motion, instantly taking off his jacket and helping you sit up, resting it on your shoulders and pressing a kiss to your head. no words from him, or anyone, just his actions alone.

it'd be gaz, then, who'd realise that maybe soap was also very close to saying it, so he'd kinda rush over and check in on him. help him put on his clothes, make some small jokes, anything to make sure he's okay.

price would be shattered.

utterly, completely, shattered.

the man prides himself on being a good leader, a good dominant for his lovers. it's all that he has going for himself, and his heart absolutely breaks when he hears you say the word.

when ghost and gaz kick into gear, doing something he just knows he wouldn't be good at during this moment, it would probably only further his absolute guilt.

he knows he's worthy of his anger, but he realises that pushing it so far during an act usually sacred to you five was just too far.

after a minute of distress from price, mans would kick his ass into gear. getting water, towels, literally anything to be of service. he'd try his best to be soothing, but with a quiet word from ghost, insisting that price also looks after himself, he'd leave you and soap with a gentle kiss on the forehead and a promise to talk it all out later.

honestly takes a few days for you all to be okay again.

you and soap wouldn't hold it against price, not in the slightest, but it's a confusing mess of a situation on all sides. price would still be upset by your actions, but it'd conflict so harshly with his endless guilt.

you'd all talk it out, hug it out, kiss it out, and eventually fuck it all out. after a week or two, maybe, but it's definitely the best make-up sex any of y'all ever had.

[ghostlyfleur]

i’m doin’ well, love. just some pms 🥺 what about you? i hope you’re taking care of yourself, mwah

hiii luna ♡

hi!!! how are you, my love?

[catofoldstones]

Hi! :) I just discovered your tumblr and love it! What is the white hart theory? I'm interested!

Thank you!! I really like your blog too 💕💕 It’s always so much fun to meet wonderful people!!!!

So this wonderful anon came into my askbox and mentioned how they think that if Sansa is the girl in grey, then she might see a white hart while surviving her way to Jon as a call back to the first book where the Royal Hunt spots a white hart but is not able to hunt it because wolves got to it first.

White harts are supposed to be mystical beings that heroes do not kill, just touch. But Joffrey did, in Sansa’s dream (or maybe she was just cooking shit up to change the subject to convince people and herself that she’s still into Joffrey) in AGOT.

“Lord Beric would never look at someone so far beneath him, even if she hadn’t been half his age.

👀 (for another thing but added this as a reference to context of Sansa changing the topic)

It would have been unkind to say so, however, so Sansa took a sip of milk and changed the subject. “I had a dream that Joffrey would be the one to take the white hart,” she said. It had been more of a wish, actually, but it sounded better to call it a dream. Everyone knew that dreams were prophetic. White harts were supposed to be very rare and magical, and in her heart she knew her gallant prince was worthier than his drunken father. “A dream? Truly? Did Prince Joffrey just go up to it and touch it with his bare hand and do it no harm?” “No,” Sansa said. “He shot it with a golden arrow and brought it back for me.”

“In the songs, the knights never killed magical beasts, they just went up to them and touched them and did them no harm”

Sansa III, AGOT

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If Sansa does encounter a white hart and does not kill it, but does get to gently touch it, it could be a symbolic representation of her finally being the hero of her own story and gaining the agency that has been so scarce to her for so long now!

[bunnyrafe]

gassppp bf rafe dragging reader out of a party theyre at after threatening to fight a girl- who she saw practically eye-fucking him :0

does that make any sense 😭

the way i did a little dance while reading this because ABSOLUTELY… reader who does not play about her rafey.

content / warnings -> 18+, MDNI. 500 f / kook!reader, partying, mentions of drinking & drug use, rafe has met his match, daddy kink, suggestive.

you’re not one to fly off the handle. in fact the first thing people often say about you is how sweet you are. the sweetest girl who loves to party, loves expensive things and being taken care of. that’s how you won over rafe’s heart. perfect for him in every way, even when your nasty temper does happen to make an appearance.

at first, you don’t think much of it when you catch her eyes rake up and down rafe’s form. your vision is bleary due to everything in your system. a few drinks, one or two puffs of rafe’s joint— the usual. maybe you’re seeing things. actually you must be seeing things; there’s no way she’s this fuckin' dumb to salivate over him right in front of you, as you cling to his side and press your glossed lips to his neck.

unbeknownst to you rafe follows your gaze, rolling his eyes when they land on the girl in question. he ducks his head so he can grumble in your ear, squeezing your hip through the material of your pretty party dress in the process— “ignore her, baby.”

���do you know her?” you’re quick to ask.

rafe’s face twists up, “fuck no.”

“good.”

everything’s peachy as it should be until rafe gets up from your side— once he’s up, he leans back down and plants a sweet kiss to your lips. one that makes you grab at him for more, expecting him to pull you away with him to a more private room. instead he whispers against your lips, mimicking your pout— “i gotta go get something, bunny.”

you nod obediently, but don’t let go of his hand until you absolutely have to. “be good,” he mouths to you.

and honestly, that was your plan. to be good. to wait for him like you were meant to. you don’t remember getting up from your spot on the sofa, you don’t remember stomping over to her in your brand new heels. but you do recall seeing her make a move, eyes glued to your boyfriend as he weaves through the crowded house, ready to follow after him.

there are a few voices surrounding you, calling for rafe “cameron, come get your girl.” that was mere moments before you felt his arms wrap around you, tugging you away while you continued to shout and nearly full on bark like some over territorial puppy— “i’ll kill you, bitch.”

of course you didn’t mean it… well. a tiny part of you did.

you keep your arms folded against your chest. rafe’s jacket hangs off of your shoulders as you sit in the passenger seat of his truck. frowning so hard that your cheeks hurt. any kind of buzz or high you’ve had has completely worn off, but sparks go off when your boyfriend grabs at your thigh with a big warm hand, reassuringly rubbing his palm over your skin. he clears his throat, huffing a laugh through his nose… “i mean— all things considered, that was pretty hot.”

“shut up.” you grit through your teeth, drowning in embarrassment.

“nah,” rafe grins, “i’m serious, baby. you’re just— just a little protective over your daddy, nothin’ wrong with that.”

you hang off of every word, happy to still have his approval after your stunt. yeah. he’s right. there truly is nothing wrong with that… and you intend to show him just how much you’re obsessed with him when you two get back to his place.

[softskiesahead]

OMG. i know that guy cause i'm a former genshiner...... I'm gonna commit many a misdeed with my knowledge btw

absolutely bone chilling message to receive /lh

I cannot believe I made it through 4 years of everyone around me being into genshin only to be brought down now 😔

[ghostlyfleur]

joe needs a silly little moustache, please and thank you

THAT’S WHAT I’M SAYING

[stayconnecteed]

<3

our pretty curly boys 🥺🫶🏼

[loveindefinitely]

O b s e s s e d with need to listen to me. I can't get it out of my head.

I mostly can't stop thinking of soap who is so disgruntled and moody after the whole ordeal. Just absolutely pent up, so he starts acting out, snapping, talking back, that sort of thing. As promised price extends his punishment and it only breaks soap down more and more until finally he's sobbing and begging price to please do Something.

I have no idea where to go from here I just love the mental image of soap acting out when he doesn't get what he wants, maybe price extends ghost and gaz's punishments as well. Says something like "you can thank him for this" and now they're All huffy and upset.

Reader's the only one who is spared so they take out their frustration on her.

Ok i'm done thank you so much have a good day

-🐭

you are a GENIUS omg. ily. this is sososo canon in this mini poly141 verse.

warning. nsfw drabble (cont. ntltm)

because you're so right. soap would be a total bitch afterwards. needy and pent up and kinda jealous that you two are the only ones that got to get off, even though he put so much effort into eating you out. homeboy is stressed.

cue the next morning, where he's grumpy, whiney and just overall being a frustrating guy to be around.

ghost is in the kitchen, fixing up breakfast in the mess, and soap would just come up behind him, nuzzling his head into his neck and pressing his dick against simon. rutting into him kinda, before ghost shoots him a vicious glare. he backs off.

but then, he sees gaz walking in, and he rushes over to him, pulling him into a deep hug. one that was a bit too much for their usual morning interactions.

that's when you stumble in, weary eyed and still kinda lethargic from last night's ordeal.

and soap's not mad, not really, but he's frustrated that you got the better end of the deal.

so, he pulls you in, hands at your hips, before he's assaulting your mouth with feverish kisses. they're frantic, and you can feel how hard he is where it presses against your stomach. you try and pull away, and when you do, the man huffs like a disgruntled pup.

when it's price who comes in next, soap is pissed off beyond relief.

rising a brow, a challenging one, price would ask how he slept. soap would roll his eyes and mutter something under his breath that would have your eyes blowing wide, a little shocked, a little dismayed.

gaz would blow out a deep exhale, extracting himself from the situation, walking quietly over to ghost. which, for once, would be the safest option out of you four.

and price would narrow his eyes, daring soap to keep up his pissy attitude. soap would, of course, because this man has absolutely ZERO self preservation skills.

he'd then have the nerve to ask if he can bend you over the kitchen counter and fuck you. just, openly asking, as if you yourself aren't standing right there.

price would simply tell him that he won't be allowed to stick his dick in anything for the rest of the week.

then, he'd stride over to the other two men without another word, tell them the same thing, and get to work cutting up some spinach.

and you'd be left there, gaping, confused, as soap stands with a similar expression. as if he wasn't fully aware that his actions held consequences, and he really shouldn't have been such a brat after last night.

he'd narrow his eyes at you, snarky, saying something about how you yet again evaded punishment.

say something about how price 'dinnae said nothin' 'bout bendin' ye over, aye?" and he'd forcefully bend you over the table, rutting into your back like a mutt, using your body without inserting anything anywhere.

and, with a moment of clarity, you'd realise that gaz and ghost are watching, with a glint of envy in their eyes.

you'd been in for a long week.

this is absolutely shit btw because halfway through writing this my BED BROKE and i think i may have also broken my toe. so this is coming from a place of pain and distress. great idea tho !! thanks for enjoying my writing mwah mwah

[poorly-drawn-monhun]

bazel I doodled at work today

yep thats bazel i can confirm 100% absolute 10/10 ~Modzutsune 🫧

i want you to know i'm obsessed with this and want to pin it to a fridge - Modnosom 🐦

This is the only version of bazel that matters this is it. The flying party pooper I love it - Modlagi ⚡

Can confirm. It dive bombed me and stole my lunch and it looks exactly like that. - Modnamallo 😺

[bunnyrafe]

https://www.tumblr.com/bunnyrafe/756630959136325632/send-me-your-thoughts-stuff-to-write-when-i-get

hmmm i’m thinking size kink with blue collar rafe and babydoll… (totally not projecting bc i’m 5ft) whenever she shows up to have lunch w her big tall man she leaves everyone wondering how that possibly works in the bedroom, especially bc her man likes to brag about his little babydoll (i imagine all his co workers are standing around like 🧐 czvxvx)

“her man likes to brag about his little babydoll” SEDATE ME !!! rafey’s so big 😵‍💫😵‍💫😵‍💫 and yes, his coworkers and crew are all so intrigued when you visit. whether you pull up to the worksite in the ridiculously expensive car rafe bought you or to the actual office, they’re in awe of you and curious about every facet of your marriage. especially the naughtier side to it. even more so when you bring ‘em food & baked goods. rafe forces them all to say thank you.

content / warnings -> 18+, MDNI. blue collar!rafe AU f!reader, babydoll!reader, size kink, dumbification.

“did the boys enjoy their lunch?”

you’re too sweet for your own good… don’t even know how much his crew drools over you the second they hear your heels clicking against the pavement, strutting in like you own the place in your little dresses with a designer purse on your shoulder like a true working man’s trophy wife.

rafe knows you never miss out on a chance to show off and it helps that you clearly had some extra time today...

“of course they did, baby,” he drawls out.

he’s sitting at the kitchen table with you standing between his legs, large hands holding and squeezing your hips soothingly while a grin tugs at his lips— “startin’ to worry you care about them more than me… they’re obsessed with you, y’know that right?”

“don’t be ridiculous, rafey.”

he watches you walk into the kitchen, house shorts riding up and showing off the fullness of your ass. your thighs jiggle with every step you take, and rafe has to take a deep breath and control himself to make sure he can help you make dinner like he promised. so he drops it… for the time being.

it’s a blessing and a curse for you, because it doesn’t cross his mind again until he has you underneath him that night.

you’re struggling to keep up with his thrusts, hiccuping out a whimper with every push ‘n pull of his hips that smack against your ass. he’s so much bigger than you. stronger than you ever will be in so many different ways. you have no choice but to take it, but both of you like it that way.

your nails dig into the same pillow you’re drooling into. you nearly force yourself to bite on it to quiet down a bit. but rafe can’t have that— he yanks you up by a mean grip on your jaw, leaning over you so you can hear everything he grinds out between his teeth. right next to your ear.

“they all believe you’re some fuckin’ angel.” possession drips off of every word, prompting your creamy cunt to flutter around him while he carries on, “but here y’are— goin’ dumb on my dick that they think you can’t even take.”

[softskiesahead]

read my manga NOW

I HAVE HOMEOWRK PLEASE

[ghostlyfleur]

sending u so much love and comfort your way, harmo ! love you lots and lots !💓💓💓

literally love you