#(( ask || nevaeh ))

[coochiekrab]

What do u mean Nevahe (Evans gf) ends up living with Kuri and Aubrey??? Like, idk its so weird for me to let your sons gf live in you house???

I've met people who do that, while being minors they go to live at their partner's parents' house? Why? Aubrey and Kuri have enough money to give Evan his own apartment. What need does his girlfriend have to live with them?

btw, I was thinking, why did Evan and his girlfriend decide to have their child? They are so young, and Evan is clearly too stressed by the whole situation of being a teen dad.

Anon this is kinda a crazy ask

[fiapple]

“This article contains descriptions of fatal violence against a nonbinary person.

River Nevaeh Goddard, a nonbinary 17-year-old, was found dead in their boyfriend’s house earlier this month. Goddard’s boyfriend, 20-year-old Shane Curry, was charged in connection with their death after telling police that he had stabbed them with a sword. According to Pittsburgh Lesbian Correspondents, Goddard was nonbinary and used she and they pronouns.

On April 3, 2024, police were called to Curry’s home in Stow, Massachusetts for a well-being check, per a press release from Middlesex County District Attorney’s Office obtained by local outlet MassLive. Although Curry stopped officers from coming inside the home for nearly two hours, when police finally entered, they found Goddard dead inside and arrested Curry, taking him to a local hospital for evaluation. Pittsburgh Lesbian Correspondents reports that the National Center for Missing & Exploited Children had listed them as a missing child since April 2022, when Goddard was 15.”

Note: As a result of the antiblack racism that often gets perpetuated in these circumstances by my fellow white lgbt+ people, I am going to explicitly ask that you do not use “rest in power” in the notes of this post. The phrase is Black-exclusive for very clear reasons, and this should not have to be continually explained. Nor should it be the sole responsibility of Black lgbt+ people to point this out while also mourning the deaths in our community themselves. Do not turn this into an opportunity to further hurt people.

[aliceismypixie]

This has been picking my squishy little thought organ.

If Jalice had a kid, what are some hypothetical gifts it could have?

I could see it having the gift of giving hallucinations.

(that previous ANON got me thinking, clearly)

Because of his emotional ability--> making them believable. [Fool the emotions all else will follow.] Her visions are quite sporadic at times. ---> crafting the mental space devoted to that.

Environmental Factors---> Bella & her daughter can project, and I think environmental factors will give the gift a push to be able to be casted. INSTEAD of actually just ending up with hyperaphantasia.

Alice & Bella are besties, so they'll spend a considerable amount of time together interacting. So, I think the block Renesme has on the visions will be a giant factor too.

Despite Bella and Alice just not being close it will happen anyway. Cause there's nowhere realistically for her to go.

She's stuck and Alice probably isn't going to get a vision going oh, now is the right time to leave.

Even if you could argue oh, they'll never fight. Most likely right unless we wanna go even more Au... {Which I am 100% ok with}

But I think Alice's slight harboring of resentment for Renesme for blocking her visions will be the key in the lock for this to all work out right.

She isn't going to stop blocking them. Alice already has had time to get over her gift dependency so much but like she won't do that.

Jasper's gift can't be blocked by a shield, but I imagine he's a little immune to Renesme's gift. (Realistically not...? But it's a silly little Tumblr post I don't want to think about the power scale too hard and implode.)

I was hoping you could pick up where I left off about how things realistically work in Twilight.

Besides the whole vampires have a kid despite one being infertile.

But I think this would be a hell-on-wheels problem. Cause while Jasper I'd argue! Has a more moral conscious (at least in the ways we see it.) than Alice. But they're both pretty grey.

Which means they're both pretty ruthless. Like Bella and Edward are for their child.

All i know is this offspring would have to be so lucky to not be snatched by the Volturi.

I think this kid would fare better than Renesme in the short and long term. Even if they were both hybrids. This kid would have parents that would in my opinion actually teach it more.

I think Bella and Edward don't teach Renesme. much.

I think Jasper would make sure his kid had the skills should they be needed to be used. And Alice would support this or just let it happen. I think he's a more active parent than her but that's 100% different bullshit Au type of discussion and I just needed to drop this meta off to blogs for their thoughts.

I am driving myself crazy. I would like to sleep.

I think that if Jalice hypothetically had a gift, it could be be related to feel the emotions of the people had in the past/will have in the future. Considerating the fact that Renesmee has a gift pretty complicated as an hybrid, it could be possible that every gifted hybrid has a gift more complicated than a normal vampire. The kid (Jalice's) would also, probably, block their mother's power but would slowly unblock it for their mother overtime. Because somehow, they are linked considerating the fact that in SM's Twilight world, the links are pretty strong bond, related to family or.

I can say that for most part I agree with you. Seeing how Alice and Bella were during Breaking-Dawn Part 1, it was already pretty hard for them both to get along and agree due to the fact that Alice couldn't see Renesmee's nor Bella's future. As you said, it could be the key for a potential fight to happen between the two.

As for Jalice having a kid. I would agree that the kid would probably be taught more, their father was an ex-soldier and their mother would probably want them to be able to defend themselves in the future as she would not be able to see anything due to being an hybrid. However, I think that this kid would also had easier way to understand what/who they are since Renesmee would be born before them and the whole family would be ready. Therefore, everyone would already know how to deal with an hybrid kid in the house with the supernatural grow, being able to eat human food ect.

I don't know if like I correctly answer but I tried my best to fill your hunger ^^' (you got me thinking for twenty minutes there)

[rennisaturate]

“  i’ll always choose you.  that’s the worst part of it all.  i’d choose you over and over, even though i know you wouldn’t do the same.  ”  either from oliver to neveah oorrrr anyone !

" what the hell are you actually talking about?? " the words are incredulous, practically offended. someone else might've focused more on the first part of his statement, might have let the fact that he decided she was who he'd always want make them turn soft and melt, but she was stuck on those last seven words. i know you wouldn't do the same. spoken in earnest, with confidence. nevaeh scoffed and shook her head over and over and over again. she couldn't believe him. couldn't even fathom how he could've possibly come to that conclusion.

" oliver, i thought you were smarter than that, really. maybe i've started giving you a little too much credit, but that is the most ridiculous thing you have ever in your life fixed your fucking mouth to say to me. ' wouldn't do the same... ' i swear to fucking god. i oughta fucking slap you, " her brain was translating the hurt from him telling her he felt that way into anger at a rapid pace. he ought to know better, he of all people should've understood her, but had just said in so many words that he didn't. and maybe that was her fault, but it made her want to throw something at him. she restrained herself for the time being, opting instead to pace back and forth, her hands moving around as she spoke.

" who, pray fucking tell, do you think i'm ever choosing over you?? if you would use your dumb block brain and think for a fucking second you might be able to put two and two together!! you are so full of shit it's spilling out of your ears!! i would rather eat a fucking jean jacket than pick anyone else in this entire fucking world and the fact that that isn't obvious as the fucking sun to you when you're the only person on this fucking planet who i thought really actually knew me, i swear to god- " she paused to catch her breath and felt a catch there. no, no, no. " you are so... infuriating sometimes, "

[ariparri]

Diego would totally get along with Veruca's grandmother Nevaeh.

She had many suitors back in her day and the only way they would be able to date her or win her hand in marriage was to beat her in a duel.

Only one man was able to beat her and it was pretty much not how Donagh expected it. He just heard rumors of a strong duelist and wanted to challenge them, he wasn't expecting to win a marriage proposal 😆

[inkstainedhandswithrings]

What’s “When we bleed, we bleed the same.” going to be about?”

It sounds rather intriguing.

Hi Ayce!

It's a fix-it fic that starts at the relative beginning of the clone war. It's main focus will be my OC Nevaeh Requa, who's from a multisystem group of people called Terra.

The sub-plot will have some romantic involvement with different characters, but I want to mainly focus on the clones, specifically their humanity and automomy. Though other things will also be discussed, such as the Jedi's willingness to send a child into war or the hypocrisy of their code and the war they are fighting.

Thank you for the ask, friend!

[uncxntrxllable]

@wexarethewalkingxdead sent:

1. Which of your muses is the best at cooking? 2. Which of them is the worst at cooking? 5. Which of your muses is more likely to talk in their sleep? 13. Which of your muses is the most talkative? 16. Which of them is the shiest / less outgoing? 18. Which of your muses is the worst sore loser? 23. Which one of them is the most cynical? 28. Which of them is the more disillusioned when it comes to romantic relationships? 29. Which of your muses would kill to prove a point / that they are right? 30. Which of your muses is the biggest pet person? How many pet did they have in their life?

1 & 2. Which of your muses is the best at cooking? Which of them is the worst at cooking? The best would probably be Juniper or Henry; Henry often cooked a lot for her girlfriend, her girl bought the food and she cooked it! Juniper occasionally cooks for her brother and his wife, especially when they are both exhausted.

The worst? Lakota, hands down, do not let her in your kitchen I would not even trust her to make a frozen dinner in the microwave, she probably wouldn't even know you have to press buttons to make it work. If you tell her to put something in the oven, she will literally place it in the oven without turning it.

5. Which of your muses is more likely to talk in their sleep? I read this and my brain immediately thought of Maisie. She's uh, a strange one. Other than her I wanna say Delta may whine or bark in her sleep! Or maybe, like sometimes, a word might slip out. So if you have a Delta in your home and it's just you and the dog and you hear voices, it might be your dog talking in it's sleep.

13. Which of your muses is the most talkative? Maisie never shuts the heck up she will talk and keep talking even after you've told her to stop talking. She is annoying and she doesn't even know it.

16. Which of them is the shiest / less outgoing? I'd say Ellie, she's the easiest to get along with because she just doesn't want any problems with anyone or anything. The only time she gets riled up is if her life or the lives of those she cares about are in danger.

18. Which of your muses is the worst sore loser? Probably... Bailey. She wants to win, and if she doesn't win she gonna be huffy puffy about it, which is exactly why you shouldn't let her win so ya'll can teach her to suck it up and get over it.

23. Which one of them is the most cynical? Lakota, for sure. It's kinda part of the job, she was basically born to be cynical, in fact, her previous lives were even worse than how she is currently due to the bonds she did manage to make with people in spite of her nature.

28. Which of them is the more disillusioned when it comes to romantic relationships? Don't judge me but I had to google what this meant lmao, but I think I'd say Nevaeh. Not that her first (and last) relationship was a bad one, it just ended badly, abruptly, and it left her bitter.

29. Which of your muses would kill to prove a point / that they are right? I want to say Charlie. It ain't like she hasn't done exactly this in her history, and she would do it again and again if she had to. Like she's done bad shit, I mean it was a thousand years ago but she literally laid bodies about in a village just to provoke trouble that would benefit herself, and she'd do it again today.

30. Which of your muses is the biggest pet person? How many pet did they have in their life? Between Juniper and Nevaeh... But Juniper probably takes the cake, she lives on a literal farm and helps her brother and his wife take care of all the animals. Nevaeh has a black-smoke maine coon cat, and Juniper has an orange cat and 3 dogs, the dogs are all working dogs that provide for the farm, and the farm raises sheep, goats, chickens and they have horses.

[nevaehdavis5675]

....i burnt the water again 😭😭😭😭

WHAT TF KID HOW TF DID YOU DO THAT? ! Ok accidents happen it's ok -Neveah Davis

[natashaslesbian]

Tasha’s Got You

Summary: Natasha is there for you when your autism gets too much

Word Count: 672

A/N• this is written based of experience with my own autism

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You wriggled uncontrollably in Natasha’s arms for what felt like the millionth time in the last hour, your busy day had left you restless and in a constant state of fidgetiness. It had been mission after mission for the avengers lately and being the newest kid on the block, it bad been a huge shock to your system. In addition to this, you also struggled with autism and having to keep your mask up for so long had been exhausting. Luckily you had Natasha. The widow had taken you under her wing the first day she met you, looking back at her with your matching green eyes from your hydra cell. She ensured you had a room next to hers and was by your side throughout your reintegration into society. She was the one who noticed your subtle differences and got you an assessment with a S.H.I.E.L.D professional. You were overjoyed when the results came back, you’d always wondered what was wrong with you and you finally had an answer. It was a year later now and you were still learning a lot about your autism and how to cope with it but Natasha had been so supportive. You just weren’t ready to let the others know yet.

You whined as you used your legs to shove the duvet to the bottom of the bed, you were too warm for the cover but it was too cold to sleep without it. “Shh shh” Natasha cooed as she wrapped her arms tightly around you, giving you the perfect amount of pressure. You leaned into her embrace despite being unsure whether or not you wanted touch right now. “Would your blanket be better?” Natasha asked, sensing what was bothering you. You nodded frantically, feeling a meltdown coming on. The redhead immediately got up to retrieve your blanket and it was then you decided you definitely wanted touch right now, an infantile groan escaped your lips as you reached out towards Natasha. “Ok, ok, it’s ok” the widow said as she ran back to you with your blanket in hand an open arms. “Natasha” you whined as your hands began to flap, Nat gently sat back down on the bed and pulled you into her embrace. “I’m here. Tasha’s got you” she said as she began to sway slowly.

Tears began to escape your eyes as you used Natasha’s heartbeat to keep yourself grounded. “Tasha’s got you” she quietly repeated as she gently ran her finger nails along your scalp. “I was fidgeting so much today” you whispered, the first thing you had said in hours “they’re all gonna know, they’re gonna figure it out” you whimpered. Only you, Nat, Fury and your assessor knew that you had autism, and you wanted to keep it that way. “They won’t sweetheart I promise” Natasha said as she pulled you impossibly closer “they’re not that smart” she joked, causing you to chuckle slightly through your tears. “They’ll think I’m a freak if they find out” you cried. “Y/n” Natasha softly sighed as she sat you up to meet your gaze “you think a god from space, a 150 year old super soldier and a man who flys around in a tin can are gonna think you’re a freak?” She said, a small sad smile itching across her face. “I guess not” you said after thinking over her words.

You laid your head back down onto Natasha’s lap as you continued to sniffle quietly. The redhead knew that you were done with the short conversation, having no energy left to communicate. She gentle placed your blanket across your body and tucked it up around your chin, making you smile. You poked your hand out of the blanket to reach for the widows and she complied as she slotted her fingers around your own. Natasha began to hum a soft melody as your eyes fluttered closed, the familiar Russian tune comforting you. Natasha’s quiet vocals were the last thing you heard before falling into a much needed peaceful slumber.

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[midtown-braincell-holder]

It’s Vera’s Birthday!

Hey all, it’s Vera’s 17th birthday, she’s not going to tell anyone unless asked because she doesn’t think it’s worth making a thing out of and doesn’t think she deserves to be celebrated

Anyways, we’re up at her cabin(I’ll give coordinates to anyone who needs them) and we’re having a little thing. Plan is since it’s so nice out to do a cookout type thing midday(it gets cold at night, and she’s still recovering, so it’s not really wise) and if you can come please do!

@goddessof-death @definitelynot-peterp4rker @imnothulk @white-wolf-actually @vanessa-howlett(if you’re alive?) @natt-romanoff-official @wandabug @nevaeh-daughterofvalcarol @azalea-romanoff @the-red-widow @jonny-do-shifty-thingy @child-of-wonder @athena--carter @verygoodlawyer @little-jamie-carter @capt-carter-mostly-official @dogtamer415 @iyla-difransisco @virginia-pepper-potts01 @jollyjellyy

If I missed someone 1) fucking hell Vera you have a giant family and it’s annoying(I love it, but it’s annoying to tag them all) and 2) just show up/invite yourself

[aliceismypixie]

could you do a twilight fanfic where the reader is a new student. She knows of the Cullens from the gossip around school and right before lunch, she someone trying to be mean to Alice and the reader stands up for her. The reader does not tolrate any kind of bullying.

Feel free to add or change anything.

I'll try to do it during the vacantion, along with tve two other asks I have an that stupid fighting sequence of my last chapter of TVOMS. Do you want any romantic plot or it's totally open to me?

[rennisaturate]

@4fter-hours asked:🎁 [ spotify wrapped has arrived. send me a number from 1-100 for a starter based on that song, or a lyric from it, or send a 🎁 for me to shuffle. ]

cranes in the sky - solange

" i ran my credit card bill up... thought a new dress would make it better, "

[definitelynot-peterp4rker]

You did not just ask my sister to marry you without my permission >:(

@nevaeh-daughterofvalcarol

... It's a promise ring

@moongirlwidow help me please I don't want to die

[cameronsprincess]

— summary: a year after rafe had completely walked out of your life he shows up at your doorstep after hearing rumors that you’d had his daughter.

— warnings: smut! 18+ toxic relationship, cheating, arguing, rafe is slightly jealous, fingering, oral (f receiving), unprotected sex, slight degrading, lots of praise, daddy kink, angst, soft!dom!rafe, no happy ending (besides rafe being allowed shared custody of his daughter).

— note: part two is here! i got this request for part two of hate that i love you and i honestly just couldn’t not do it. like oooooh yes yes yes. she’s kind of a long one, but not too bad? hope y’all enjoy<3

read part one here !

❥ hate that i love you (pt. 2) — r.c

It had been a year since you had told Rafe Cameron that you loved him, a year since he’d completely stepped out of your life, leaving you with no true explanation.

You had finally moved on though, you were finally happy with your life, dating someone who loved you, respected you, and most importantly, he loved your daughter as his own.

You’d thought about Rafe every single day though, the thoughts of ‘what if’ filling your mind more than they didn’t, and you hated it. You wished you’d gotten a true explanation, anything other than the bullshit line he fed you- “You can’t love me! No one can love me, i’m unlovable Maybank, okay?”

The words ran through your mind every single day for an entire year, and what made matters worse? Your daughter looked just like him, making it harder to push him from your mind, making it hard to forget how hard you had actually fallen for him, how much you wished he would have given you a chance to prove that you did in fact love him.

You’re pulled from your thoughts, the sound of your doorbell ringing through your ears making you silently curse and pull your hands from the dishes you were doing.

“Who the fuck? Everyone knows Nevaeh naps at this time” you say under your breath, making your way to the door and swinging it open.

You open your mouth, ready to cuss whoever was ringing your doorbell during your very cranky baby’s nap time, but the words die in your throat, tears welling up in your eyes instantly when you see Rafe standing on the other side.

“Hi Y/N..” Rafe says softly, his hands buried in the pockets of his jeans as he awkwardly swayed on his feet.

You swallow the lump in your throat, wiping your tears with the back of your hand and clearing your throat, “What- What’re you doing here? I thought you left the island” you say, voice shaky as you try and stave off more tears from escaping.

He steps toward you, reaching his hand out to try and soothe you, but you take two steps back, not daring to allow his touch to reach you.

“Don’t- I- Fuck! What do you want Rafe?”

He lets his hand drop back to his side, a sigh leaving his lips as he drops his head. “I- I wanted to see you, and- and I had a question..”

You scoff, wrapping your arms around yourself as you try and blink your tears away. The pain of seeing his face was quickly being replaced with a feeling of anger, you knew he was about to ask about Nevaeh, and you figured this day would come eventually, but you didn’t expect it to be so soon.

“Save it, you didn’t wanna see me, you came here to ask about my daughter right? I assumed someone would eventually get ahold of you, i’m surprised you even care”

Rafe sighs again, “Y/N can I please just come inside? Talk to you?”

“I don’t think Carter would like that very much”

Rafe’s head whips up, his head tilted to the side and brow knit in confusion, “Carter? Who- Who the fuck is Carter?!”

You laugh darkly, “Carter Young, my boyfriend. Been with him for about eight months, he loves me, he accepts the love I give him, and he loves my daughter like she’s his own!”

This only angered Rafe more, his feet carrying him through the threshold of your front door, slamming it behind him in the process.

“You- You have another man taking care of my daughter? Our daughter?”

Rafe takes two long strides toward you, causing you to quickly match his movements and step backwards. The tension in the air was thick, your ears ringing from the presence of the man in front of you.

“She’s my daughter, Rafe! MY daughter! She doesn’t even know who you are, and you’re to blame for that! Not me! Carter loves us, he takes care of us! Why can’t you just let that be? Live your goddamn life, and leave us out of it!”

Rafe continues walking toward you, making you back up until your back hits the kitchen counter. Your fingertips grip at the countertop so tightly you were sure your knuckles were white.

Rafe places both of his arms on either side of your body, hands placed firmly on the counter as he dips his head down toward your ear. His lips ghost over the lobe of your ear, the feel of his breath fanning over your neck sending a shiver down your spine.

“She’s my daughter too, and if you would have fucking called me, I would have been here for her, so you’re to blame just as much as I am”

His voice was low, and gravelly, tone dripping with anger as he kept you trapped, back pressed harshly into the counter top, his arms caging you in, giving you no room to escape.

“R-Rafe. I- You need to go”

Rafe tsks, shaking his head and exhaling deeply, “ ‘M not going anywhere, Maybank. You know you miss me, you don’t fucking love Carter, you just think you do”

Rafe’s words have your ears ringing, the words that had just fallen past his lips the exact same ones he’d told you about himself a year ago.

“I- I do love him! He’s good for me, you’re not”

He dips his head down farther, his lips lightly scraping across the sensitive skin on your neck, making you suck in a sharp breath and squeeze your eyes shut.

He begins leaving sloppy kisses over the length of your neck, his tongue darting out and licking a stripe up your neck and to the lobe of your ear, teeth grazing at the skin softly. You sigh in content, palms flat against his toned chest as you push him back.

“Fuck it, kiss me” You beg, voice shaky as his blue eyes burn down into you.

Rafe wastes no time, his lips on yours in seconds. He bites down on your bottom lip, pulling it into his mouth and sucking on it lightly. You let out a high pitched moan, Rafe taking the opportunity to force his tongue into your mouth.

The sounds of your heavy breathing and low whimpers bounce off the walls of your kitchen, teeth and tongues clashing together as Rafe digs his fingers into your sides.

“Nevaeh is sleeping, let’s go upstairs, my room” You say against his lips, to which he grins in satisfaction.

He lightly taps at your ass, silently telling you to jump and straddle him. You quickly obey, jumping and wrapping your legs around his torso, his hands both planted firmly under your ass as he held you up and began walking you toward the stairs and into your bedroom.

Once inside your room he drops you to your feet, closing the door softly behind him, leaving it unlocked despite your pleas for him to lock it, his mind hoping that Carter would come home and find his ‘perfect princess’ being fucked by her baby daddy.

Rafe pushes you backward until the backs of you knees hit the soft mattress, shoving you onto your back and climbing on top of you.

His lips find yours again, attacking you with sloppy kisses, teeth nipping and grazing over your sensitive skin and pulling soft whines from you.

“God I fucking missed you, Maybank” He pauses, grabbing your hand and placing it on his bulge, “You always drove me fucking insane, you feel that? That’s what you do to me”

You blush, his words making butterflies erupt in your stomach. “Shut up, you probably say that to every girl you sleep with”

“I don’t” He places a soft kiss to your lips, “Just you, it’s always been you, Y/N/N”

You sigh, the feel of his soft lips on yours igniting a fire inside you, a fire that only he could bring you. But you couldn’t let him have his way, no, you just wanted to get back at him for the way he’d left you. Make him hurt the way he’d made you hurt.

He pushes himself up on his palms, sitting on his knees and pulling his shirt over his head, exposing his toned and tanned chest and abdomen to you. You run your hands down his front, fingers grazing softly over his abs, your lust filled gaze meeting his.

You smile up at him, “I’ve missed this”

Rafe smirks, undoing the button of his jeans and pulling the zipper down, discarding his jeans to the floor and moving to strip you next.

He pulls your shirt up and over your head, casting it to the side. His hands fly to your bra clad chest, palms firmly grasping at your breasts as he groans, “Fuck, I missed these pretty tits so much”

You wrap your arms around his shoulders, fingernails lightly scraping at the skin, leaving a trail of scratches down the soft skin.

“Lift up baby” Rafe softly demands, hands tugging at the hem of your shorts. You do as he says, lifting your ass off the mattress and letting him slide your shorts and panties down your legs.

He sucks in a sharp breath when he sees your glistening cunt, his fingers moving quickly to run through your slick folds, gathering your arousal on his long, thick digits.

“Such a pretty pussy, wonder if she still tastes as sweet?”

Your body heats up, high pitched whines falling from you as he teases your entrance with his fingers. He lays himself on his stomach, his head dipping down and leaving soft kisses on your aching cunt. He licks a long stripe through your folds and to your clit, flicking at the sensitive bundle of nerves and making you jerk your hips forward.

“Mmm, still so fucking sweet”

Rafe blows onto your core, making you whine, the cold air making goosebumps erupt on your skin. He dips his head back down, his lips wrapping around your clit. He sucks at the bundle of nerves, his tongue flicking and swirling around it and making your brain short circuit.

Your hands fly to the back of his head, fingers digging into his perfectly styled hair and tugging tightly at the locks. “Yes yes, fuck! Rafe!”

You press your head into your pillows, your back arching off the bed as he laps at your core like a man starved. He probes at your entrance with his tongue, fucking it into you before wrapping his lips around your clit again. You gasp when you feel two of his fingers sliding through your slick, pushing the thick digits slowly into your aching cunt.

He begins to quickly thrust his fingers into you, your gummy walls clenching around him tightly. He releases your clit from his mouth, lifting his head as his eyes find your face. He smirks in amusement as he watches you squirm beneath him, his fingers continuing their assault on your pussy.

“Fuck baby, I love the way you look when i’m fucking you with just my fingers, squeezin’ ‘em so tight, fuck can’t wait to fuck this tight cunt, need you squeezin’ my cock like this”

“Fuck, s’close Rafe! Don’t stop!”

Rafe chuckles, curling his fingers up and hitting at that spot deep inside you that sent you spiraling over the edge. “Wasn’t plannin’ on it princess. Come on, cum all over daddy’s fingers, be a good little slut”

You scream out in pleasure, head thrown back and toes curling as your release begins squirting from you, soaking Rafe’s hand and your sheets.

Rafe continues thrusting his fingers, helping fuck you through your high before he pulls them from inside you. You lay limp on your bed, breathing ragged and harsh. Rafe brings his fingers to your mouth, shoving them inside and down your throat, making you gag around them. “Taste yourself baby, soo fuckin’ sweet, yeah?”

You breathe in through your nose, closing your eyes and swirling your tongue around his fingers, sucking them clean as you hum in response.

“Ready to let me fill that pretty pussy up? Gonna br dripping with me when ‘m done with you, Carters gonna know who you belong to then”

He pulls his fingers from your mouth, strings of spit being pulled from your mouth. He pushes you onto your back and spreads your legs open. He takes one hand keeps your leg held open, his free hand shoving his underwear down his legs and kicking them onto the floor. He begins stroking himself slowly, your eyes tensely watching his movements, hips bucking forward as you crave the stretch you know he’ll give you.

He begins sliding himself through your slick, pushing the head in first before fully sinking himself inside you. He begins thrusting into you slowly and sensually, tears welling up in your eyes as you slowly roll your hips with his.

“Fuck, so tight baby. I love fucking you like this, so slowly, so deep you can feel me in your stomach”

You let fresh tears fall from your eyes, your hands flying around his neck and pulling his face toward yours. You leave a soft kiss on his lips as his cock thrusts slowly into you. You feel the fire growing inside you, the band threatening to snap again as Rafe’s tip hits at your g-spot repeatedly.

You suck in a shaky breath, tears flowing uncontrollably down your cheeks, mascara staining the skin as you open your mouth to speak. “I- Fuck, Rafe, I’m so close”

“Let it go baby, cum all over my cock, let me feel you make a mess”

You feel the burn from your core take over your entire body, your second release rushing out of you. You choke out a sob, toes curled and fists tightly gripping the sheets as Rafe fucked you through your high.

“Fuck, I’m right there baby, keep squeezin’ me like that”

Your pussy clamps down around Rafe, sucking him further into you. You feel his thrusts grow sloppy, his hips stuttering as his seed fills you.

He lets his head fall into the crook of your neck, his lips leaving soft kisses on the skin. You feel your heart shatter when he lets the words you wished he’d said to you a year ago fall from his mouth, “Fuck, I love you”

You silently choke out sobs as Rafe rides out his high. Your heart was in a million pieces, you missed him, and you did love him at one point, but you knew what was best for you, and it wasn’t him.

Rafe collapses on top of you, his breathing rough and ragged as he leaves kisses along the length of your neck.

You felt like you were suffocating under his weight and you begin pushing at his chest. He pulls himself from you, sitting himself up and staring softly down at you.

He frowns when he sees your mascara stained cheeks, the look of hurt on your face making his heart shatter.

“What’s wrong?”

You sit yourself up on your bed, swinging your legs over the side and planting your feet on the ground. You quickly stand and gather your clothes off the floor, dressing as fast as you could in silence as Rafe watched you.

You turn to face him, your hand tightly pressed against your chest. “I-I meant what I said, Rafe.. We can’t be together”

Your words make him fly to his feet, grabbing his briefs off the floor and pulling them up his legs. He rushes to your side, placing his hand on your back, his free hand hooking under your chin and lifting your head to meet his eyes.

“What- What do you mean? Let me take care of you and Nevaeh. Please Y/N, I-I love you!”

Your tearful gaze is on him, fresh hot tears falling down your cheeks as you give him a soft smile. “No you don’t, Rafe. You never did. I believe you want to be apart of Nevaeh’s life, and that’s okay with me, we can work out a custody agreement, but- you and I? We can’t be together.. I- I can’t do that to Carter”

“You just cheated on Carter with me? You can’t leave him for me? For our family?”

You softly shake your head no, wiping your fresh tears with the back of your hand. You place a loving hand on his chest, “No Rafe, I can’t. Carter will never find out about this, okay? I love him. I’m sorry.. I wish things could be different, but they can’t. But you can still see Nevaeh, you can have her one week i’ll have her the other week. We can spend holidays together, her birthdays, but besides Nevaeh, we have no reason to be around each other”

You see Rafe’s eyes fill with tears, shattering your heart more than it already was. You hated that you were doing this to him, but it was for the best. You needed this clean break, you needed this closure. A part of you would always be in love with Rafe Cameron, but it just wasn’t meant to be for the two of you, and you’d finally accepted that.

“I understand… Can I- Can I meet her now?”

You grab your phone off the nightstand, checking the time and seeing it was time to get her up from her nap anyways so you nod your head.

“Yeah, get dressed and meet me in her room. It’s the room right next to mine”

You walk out of the room, leaving Rafe to get dressed. You enter the room of your sleeping daughter, pulling her from her crib and softly rocking her. “Wake up baby girl, your daddy’s here, and he really wants to meet you. You’re going to love him, and I know he’s going to love you”

You hear her bedroom door being pushed open, turning your body to face Rafe, Nevaeh still sleeping peacefully in your arms.

Rafe smiles, taking slow and cautious steps toward you. He reaches his hand out, softly running his hand over the top of her head. “She- She’s beautiful, Y/N”

You smile up at him, giving him a soft nod, “She looks just like you. She has your bright blue eyes and already has your crooked smile”

Rafe lets his own tears fall down his face, his eyes taking in the beauty that was his daughter.

“Can I- Can I hold her?”

You nod your head, extending your arms out and placing her in his arms. He expertly holds her, rocking his body back and fourth as he coos and whispers down at her.

“Hi baby girl, i’m your daddy. I love you so much, and I promise i’ll always take care of you”

Your eyes well up with more tears, watching Rafe with your daughter, his daughter, making your heart swell. Even if you couldn’t have his love, you were forever grateful that your daughter would.

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for the character bingo: Echo (i have to lol), Ahsoka, Tech, and hmmm how about Nevaeh? (or u can just pick one :))

SATURN THESE ASKS ARE PERFECTION!!!

Echo:

he is grumpy baby <3

Ahsoka:

I. have. ALWAYS. loved. Ahsoka. I grew up watching cw and she was like the first fem char I saw being badass without the "oooh but she's a woman and she does it IN SPITE of that" thing. Like she was just always badass and a little shit but it never mattered that it was a GIRL who was doing the shitty badassery.

Tech:

Listen, I love him but I haven't been thinking about him much since the finale. (Self-preservation through compartmentalisation)

Nevaeh (I love you for this one bestie!!):

lots of feelings abt Vae, but I assure you they are all positive.

[uncxntrxllable]

@unfogged sent:

* sometimes, everything shifts in the snap of a finger. / reaper to nevaeh

Her lips parted with a dry chuckle, void of any joy and gaze dropped to stare at nothing in particular. Those words brought back memories that she still wasn’t sure she even wanted to remember, because it still hurts. How quickly everything shifts in the snap of a finger. Nevaeh’s wings slacked as she breathed in deeply, exhaled slowly. ❝ I’m well aware. ❞