#Cameron&Ayo

[rafesbambiangel]

this is so me core i fear no one would understand THIS IS OOMFCHELLA.

[rafeyscurtainbangs]

Me doing somersaults into the tree…. Onto that dick

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blondemulletmustacheprettyteethandeyessexysouthernaccent!rafe x reader coming at you soon🤝🏻

[chimindity]

I hate living with you

Summary | stepbro!rafe seems not to be happy with his new stepsister.

Pairing | stepbro!rafe x reader

Warning | Rafe doing drugs, angst but fluff at the end, reader accidentally hurts her hand.

A/N | this is my first fic omg!! there's no proof read but feel free to correct me if there's any mistake.

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Rafe Cameron, your stepbrother, since your mom got married with Ward, you have to live with him as you are now part of his family.

The bad thing about this new lifestyle is that you don't really get along along with Rafe, even though you did nothing to him that could make him hate you.

-"why do I always have to brin' you with me, everywhere I go, uhh?" He huffs closing the front door behind you, not even daring to look at you.

-"I- I just could I have stayed home, I mean—" he cuts you off, finally glancing at you, his facial expression seems to be annoyed at your presence, -"j-just shut up, kay'? Can't let you stay in my house, alone".

You don't respond but nodd at his words, following him behind, the silence is thick only the sounds of your footsteps are being heard.

Few minutes later, you two have finally reach at barry's, walking on the little path Rafe raises his hand to knock on the door and step back as the door opens, a brown-haired man appears, who same to be the same age as Rafe, a man you have never seen before.

-"ayo country club, s'that your lil sis behind?" the man speaks glancing at you, a smirk appears on his face as he catches you trying to hide your smile.

You couldn't see but Rafe rolls his eyes as he walks in Barry's trailer, -"nah dude, step, step sister" he sits down legs spreads, looking at you as you come closer to the couch timidly.

-"here take a seat lovely, what's your name?" Barry speaks as he pats the couch beside Rafe, eyeing every moves you make.

-"I'm Y/n" you say smiling at him, hearing Rafe groaning at your nice behaviour, as Barry nodds smiling back at you, -"a'ight hey cut that shit out, m'here to get some drugs n-not to act all flirty and shit" Rafe finally speaks massaging his temples.

-"cmon country club you need to chill out, here take this, feel like you need good stuff" Barry throw a little package on the table, which contains white powder as he leans back on the couch, where you sit between him and Rafe.

-"nah shit man how much do I owe you for that?" Rafe smirks as he takes the package creating a thin white line on the glass table.

Closing one side of his nose and sniffs, -"you're good s'on the house" barry speaks as he looks at you getting tensed.

Finally Rafe leans back feeling euphoric as he wipes his nose clean from any left residue, -"that's the best yayo ever, i'm tellin' you". He says as you watch his pupils dilating.

-"wanna be a big girl and try it?" Barry smirks putting his hand on your thighs making you gasp, Rafe immediately glance at you sighting barry's hand grabbing your thigh.

-"hm I don't kn-"

Rafe cuts you off, -"the fuck, are you out of y'mind?" Barry smiles looking at you ignoring Rafe "one line won't hurt the princess dude" as soon as Rafe hears the nickname leaves Barry's mouth, he gives him a death stare.

-"kay' kay', country club I take it back" Barry raises his hands up his head as an apology.

They both watch you getting anxious, fidgeting with the hem of your pink sundress Rafe tsks you as he rolls his eyes, thinking how you always want to seek attention from anyone.

You glance down at Barry as he kneels down to look at you "are you always this quiet, lil one?" He smirks tucking some strands of your hair behind your ear, making you blush and smiling at his sentence.

Rafe was looking at the both of you until he stands up still looking at you from the corner of his eyes.

-"a'ight, we need to leave now, Y/n come on" Rafe handshakes Barry meanwhile you wave your hand at him, a smile lights up on your face as he waves back at you.

Barry closes the door behind the two of you.

-"always craving attention uh?" He spits not even glancing at you, as you both walk your way back home, being taken back by what he said, feeling confused.

-"w-what d'you mean?" You ask tilting your head to the side as a sign of confusion, Rafe turns back to look at you, the anger starting to grow in him as you stands in your pink sundress looking full of pureness.

Rafe comes closer to you, feeling vulnerable you step back, he raises his hands wanting to release his anger on you, as he is about to wrap his hand around your neck, there's something holding back in him, making him pulls his hand away from you.

You look up at him with fear, your eyes widen as you watch him sighing, sliding his hand through his hair, looking away from you.

-"shit, I mean, aren't you tired of being a attention seeker?" Rafe finally speaks, not even daring to look at you, you feel upset at his words.

As you both make your way back to the house, he goes in his room, as you make your way to the kitchen, preparing all the stuff to prepare a sandwich.

Always wanting to be nice to your stepbrother even though he could be the meanest person ever.

You cut the bread lengthwise, not paying attention when suddenly, -"ouch!" You squeal, the tip of the sharp knife cuts the palm of your hand, you try to not mind it as you focus on finishing his sandwich, even if dribbles of blood oozes from the wound.

After a lot of struggling, you are finally done with it, you walk upstair careful on not to make too much noise affraid it would annoy him.

Peeking your head around the corner of his bedroom, holding his sandwich firmly in your hands,

-"Rafey? Uh I made you a sandwich incase you're hungry" you say shyly afraid of what his reaction could be.

He stops what he's doing to look at you as you step in his room, Rafe comes closer to you noticing how your body is shaking, not daring to look up at him.

-"uh yeah, thanks that's sweet" he speaks in a lower tone taking the sandwich of your hands, closing the door behind you as soon as you leave his room.

You release the breath you didn't even know you were holding, and go back to the kitchen making yourself a bowl of cereales and lay down on the brown couch, watching a cartoon.

Few giggles left you mouth full of cereales as some footsteps are being heard from downstairs, you stop chewing looking at the door when Rafe shows up.

-"are you bein' serious about what you're watchin' on tv?" He says in a harsh tone rolling his eyes as he notices the bowl of cereales in your laps.

You try to not mind him and keep chewing, still feeling his eyes on you, -"you're really childish, jeez" he speaks to himself as he grabs a can from the fridge, then sitting down on the sofa beside the couch where you are sitting.

While opening his can he looks at you, eyes starting to well up with tears, you say nothing and act like his words doesn't affect you. But it indeed does affect you.

-"what? M'just saying the truth, not my fault you're a cry baby" he smirks, if his plan was to make you feel embarrased it definitely worked.

What he hasn't noticed is the blood on your palm.

Until he stands up looking for the remote, he goes beside you throwing some of your pillows, his eyes lands on your fresh wound, you notice his facial features soften.

-"Y/n? What the fuck did you do?" He huffs looking at you as you try to avoid his gaze.

"s'nothing" you lie hoping it would quickly make him changes the subject, as he's about to touch you, you startle which quickly pulls him away, -" noo.." you mumble, your body tenses up, looking up at him your eyes full of fear.

-"got it, next time you getting hurt don't bother calling me cause I ain't coming to rescue you" he says feeling offended, leaving the living room as he walks back upstair in his room getting ready to sleep.

You slowly stand up from the couch, looking by yourself the first aid kit, walking to the bathroom you climb on the dressing table, to reach the little red box.

After turning the light off you tiptoe making your way to your room, sitting up on your bed, ready to clean the wound.

Biting down on one of your plushie to prevent from whimpers that could leave your mouth as you disinfect your injury, you struggle cleaning it slowly giving up.

You don't even notice Rafe's door opens, until his tall frame appears in your room, his eyes are full of guilt.

-"Y/n?" He talks in a soft tone.

-"mhm?" You raises your head up looking at him, as he sight the first aid kit beside you on your bed.

He walks near you sitting at the edge of your bed, -"here, listen m'sorry kay'? I shouldn't act rude and mean towards you uh yeah" he apologies, expecting you to push him away again, until he sees that little smile on your face.

-"w-why are you smilin' for?" He asks confuse, it only makes you smile even more.

-"nothing, i just love when you act nice with me that's all" you mumble as his heart aches at your pure reaction, feeling even more guilty.

-"yeah yeah give me your hand, lemme do it" he says trying to hide the fact that he's blushing.

He takes gently your hand in his, as he pickes up a pink band-aid, showing it to you. -"want this one?" He smiles watching your face lights up, a look pure of kindness, how could you still be nice toward him? He has only been nothing but mean to you.

-"yeah I know you would" he says, gently placing it on your injury and kissing your hand.

-"Barry called me few minutes ago, and uh I wanted to apologies, for being rude toward you all the time, i just didn't expect you to be like this, you're too pure for having a brother like me" he says looking at you as if you were the most precious thing in his life.

You stand up from your bed, slowly wrapping your arms around his shoulders, pulling him in a hug, -"s'okay Rafey, I forgive you" you smile against his neck.

-"I love you my pretty sister" he hugs you tighter almost suffocating you, trapping in his arms, smelling your soft fragrance.

You pull your face away from the hug, looking up at him giving him a peck on the cheek,-"I love you too Rafey".

He blushes even more and start kissing all over your face, -"m' the luckiest step brother ever" he says between each kisses.

-"Rafeee!" You whine but can't help blushing at finally for the first time feeling safe around him.

-"aww how does it feel to be trapped in your brother's arms mh?" He laughs on the crook of your neck, holding you in his arms.

-"s'feel amazing Rafe" you blush at his words, enjoying every moment of the kindness of your step brother.

[darnell-la]

𝗪𝗵𝘆? 𝗬𝗼𝘂'𝗿𝗲 𝘁𝗼𝗼 𝗯𝗲𝗮𝘂𝘁𝗶𝗳𝘂𝗹

pairing: protective!rafe cameron x druggie!pogue!reaser

warning: drug abuse, alcohol abuse, drugged, assaults mentioned (not Rafe), hair pulling, slapping, mean pet names, etc.

note: we love a dark, mean, or overprotective Rafe Cameron, but author “S” decided to write a sweet Rafe towards a pogue.

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𝟯𝗥𝗗 𝗣𝗘𝗥𝗦𝗢𝗡 𝗣𝗢𝗩

Being a Pogue isn’t easy. Most Kooks say they get off and get whatever they want because their island focuses more on the Pogues. That’s easy for someone to say who gets money consistently every week.

Y/n works at the golf bar, serving people who hate her. Most of the time, she doesn’t get a tip, but if she does, it’s a big amount for a group of kids who want to show how much they have versus her.

Being on the island is cruel, and the only thing y/n feels is worth her time, is sitting at the beach, getting high and drunk anytime she can.

“Just need a few grams pre-rolled,” y/n said as she walked through Barry’s trailer. “Gave you a lil extra since my last client pissed me off. Same price, don’t worry about the rest,” Barry said before hanging y/n a bag.

Y/n left Barry’s trailer and headed to work. Today was going to be a rough day. It was a Friday, and everyone came here towards the end of the day because of the weekend.

“Hey, y/n! — Could you handle that table over there?” Y/n’s boss asked, and before looking, she said “Yes,”. Anything he asked for, she’d do for the extra tips he usually gives her from the tip jar overnight.

“Hey, guys! I’ll be your waitress for the night. My name is y/n, and I’m here for whatever you need,” Y/n fumbled her notepad, a bit nervous to cover a huge table of teen boys who usually treat her bad.

“Didn’t know they had pretty Pogue’s,” a boy said. Y/n looked up, finally getting a better look at their faces. She knew them all from school. Some are in every class she takes.

“Oh shit, you’re that Pogue with all A’s. Hey, girl!” A dude said. You smiled with a nod, not really wanting to talk. “Let’s order,” a boy that she noticed right away. Rafe Cameron.

Everyone knows how he feels about Pogues. He fights them. Embarrassed them. Steals from them. She had to stay nice today before he made something up to get her fired. She didn’t know what he was capable of tonight.

“And make sure to do it snappy, dirty princess,” a boy said before y/n walked off with all of their orders. The comment didn’t bother her, since she’s heard worse.

“Isn’t she like top of the class?” Rafe randomly asked, interrupting his friend’s conversations. “Yeah, why?” Topper asked. “Why is she here? Workin’ as a waiter,” he asked, knowing these jobs are for the lowest.

“She’s still a Pogue. Heard they don’t cover her stay at the dorms, so she stays at her dump,” Kelce said, making the table laugh. Rafe chuckled but felt off doing so.

He saw her earlier today, leaving Barry’s trailer. He was curious if they were fucking, so he asked him when he came for his usual order. “I wish,” was Barry’s response.

If she was any other Pogue, he would’ve known they were there for drugs, but her? She didn’t seem like the type. Top of her class and knew what she was doing. Why was a girl like her drugging up?

Throughout the night, y/n was moving back and forth between tables. Luckily, more tables than usual tipped her.

She thought this was finally going to be a good night until the Rafe’s table got drunk. They began making noises, throwing shots at y/n every time she walked past or served them more drinks.

She didn’t notice, but Rafe was the only one who didn’t say anything. His friends tried to convince him, but he said he “wasn’t in the mood,”.

“Ayo!? — Where’s my beer?” A Timothy asked. Y/n quickly made his drink and ran over to serve. “Took you long enough. Might take a dollar or two off your tip,” he said as the table chuckled.

“I’m sorry, I was pretty busy-“ she tried explaining herself. “Doing what? Stealing. Oh, shit, people! Check your pockets!” He shouted, embarrassing her, but she tried her best not to show it.

“Sorry, it won’t happen again,” she said. Seconds later, the boy pulled y/n onto his lap. “Let’s hope not, or you’ll have to make up for it, hm?” He said. Y/n wanted to slap him, but she couldn’t. She’s never been in a position like this.

“Right, princess?” He asked in her ear as his hands traveled her body. “Y-Yes sir,” she stuttered as the table laughed but Rafe. “How about you take a break and stay here with us. Talk about yourself,” Kelce suggested.

“Yeah, do that,” Timothy focused on her curves as she shook in embarrassment and lack of comfort. “I-I wish, but I can’t. I have other tables,” she said, moving to leave, but Timothy tightened his grip on her.

“But Ian done with you yet,” he said. Of course, his friends found it funny. Y/n tried pushing his hands off of her respectfully and leaving, but he didn’t like that. “Kinda hot when a Pogue resists,” he said before sniffing and lightly kissing her neck.

Y/n yelled as she strongly pushed off of him. “C’mon, baby-“ he went to reach for her but she quickly gave him a punch to his face, causing him to fall out of his chair. He was drunk and it was unexpected.

“Hey!” His Friends said as they got up. Even Rafe. “The fuck is your problem!” Another friend yelled at her, pushing her to the ground roughly.

“Hey, hey! — What’s going on here?” Y/n’s boss asked as Y/n got up. “This Pogue punched me!” Timothy said. “What!? You fuckin’ touched me without permission!” Y/n yelled back.

“It was a joke you crazy bitch,” Timothy touched his lip, feeling an open cut. “I’m bleeding! Is this what you hire!?” He yelled, shocking the boss. “You basically sexually assaulted me!” Y/n yelled.

“Barley, you freak. Why would I want something like you? A fuckin’ Pogue!” He yelled, aching y/n’s stomach. How could someone do what he did, and then talk to you like you meant nothing.

“Y/n, go home,” her boss spoke. “But-“ she tried saying. “Go home! Take the rest of the week off,” he said. Kelce and some of the rest laughed, knowing that would fuck with her income. Getting paid all week wasn’t great for her.

Y/n stormed out of her job in anger, pissed off that the Kooks always get what they want. Her boss has cameras, and he didn’t think twice about looking. This was bullshit!

It’s been hours since y/n got home. She couldn’t help but drink and light a couple to ease her mind. She was overthinking and hurt. What if she lost her job? How could she possibly live decently?

On the other hand, Rafe got into a fight with Timothy after he brought up the fact he made sure to talk to her boss and tell him if she came back, he’d sue the place.

Rafe was disgusted. He started the whole situation and ended it like some bitch. Y/n had been nice to the table all night, and he repaid her like that? No. He didn’t like that one bit.

“How could you choose a Pogue over your homies!?” Timothy had yelled at him before Rafe left. Rafe didn’t know got to answer, but he knew this wasn’t right. Something in him saw the real struggle of a Pogue that he’d never paid attention to before.

It’s early in the morning. Y/n’s awake and Rafe is at her front door. He quickly knocked, needing to talk to her about last night.

Y/m groaned, hoping this wasn’t one of her friends. They know she’s unavailable before 12pm. “What!?” She dragged before opening the door to face with a Kook. A Kook at her door was new.

“What do you want?” She asked, slightly closing the door. She didn’t know what he was here for. “Are you seriously high? At this hour?” Rafe asked, feeling anger run through his body instantly.

“Why do you care? Not like you don’t snort white dust every night,” she said. “I’ve been clean. For 2 years,” she said with a straight face. Y/n felt horrible. Why would she bring someone else’s addictions up?

“I — I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to-“ she tried apologizing. “It’s okay,” he genuinely said. “But what’s not okay, is you high at this time of day. That’s not good for you,” he said, making her roll her eyes. Who is he to tell her what she should do.

“What did you come here for?” She asked, not wanting to talk to Rafe Cameron about her drug life. What if he used it against her. “To apologize for my friend. Had to teach him a lesson last night,” y/n said, confused.

Rafe lifted his hands, causing y/n to flinch. She soon realized he was trying to show her his knuckles. He had to beat Timothy good.

“Oh my god, Rafe!” She said. “Nah uh — Why the fuck did you flinch?” Rafe asked, feeling so much confusion that was covering his anger. “I-I don’t know,” she said. “Does someone beat you or some shit?” He asked as he looked passed her for any signs of a partner.

“Were you beat?” He asked. “God, no, Rafe. I was just- I thought you were gonna hit me,” she said. “Why would I hit you!?” He slightly shouted. “I don’t know! Maybe because you fight JJ and John B any second you get!” Y/n yelled in his face.

Rafe wasn’t expecting this morning to go like this. He came to apologize. Hope he could learn more about her, but now he sees how she sees him. As another Timothy.

“Look, y/n — I’ve been done with that for years. Plus, I’ve never hit a woman in my life. I came here to have a decent conversation with you, that’s all,” Rafe spoke.

“Well, I’m not up for speaking. Needa figure out how to make money since I woke up to an email, firing me from my one and only job,” she said, slightly mad at him, but only because he’s a Kook.

“I can help you,” he said, making her scoff. “No — No way Ima let some Kook, better yet, Rafe Cameron help me get a job because he sees me as some weak girl,” she said, about to close her front door, but he pushed it open, all the way.

“Y/n, I’m trying to help you. Can you not see that?” He asked. “No, I can’t! All you do is lie and-“ she tried continuing. “That was years ago! Just because you haven’t changed, doesn’t mean I couldn’t!” He yelled in her face.

The two were silent. Y/n was silenced. He was right, and she knew that. Why is she blaming a random Kook for her lifestyle? She’s the one who uses up her money for drugs. Not him. Her.

“Bye, Rafe,” y/n said in a low soft voice as she closed her front door. Rafe’s mouth opened, but he didn’t know what to say. Why would he yell at her life that? He knows how he used to feel when people yelled at him and he was hooked on drugs.

Fast forward to the weekend. Y/n’s outside on some Kook’s house party patio, smoking a joint while she made conversation with Barry.

She hadn’t been to a Kook party in months, but now that she’s unemployed, she had time. Barry also offered her a free supply if she came tonight, so she did.

Dressed in a tight sundress she bought herself last year. She knew she looked good. She hated going to parties, and looking like a Pogue, even though people already knew who she was.

“Needa make my rounds. See ya inside?” Barry said before leaving her outside to smoke alone. Y/n took a drag of her joint before walking her head back. She felt great. Being broke was finally out of her mind.

“Unemployed princess is here? What a surprise. Haven’t seen you at one of these in a while,” Timothy spoke as he came from behind her. Her mood was instantly ruined.

“Could you like, piss off? You’ve done enough in my life,” y/n said, going to take another drag until one of his friends slapped it out of her hand.

“Hey!” She went to get up until Timothy pushed her back onto the couch. Hard. “Don’t get feisty. No one’s here to save your ass,” he said, pointing to the big crowd that wasn’t paying attention to them. He and she knew they wouldn’t help her. She’s a Pogue after all.

“Look — I just want to have a relaxing night. I’m sorry for slapping you-“ she said. “Punching,” Kelce interrupted. “Yeah — Punched, and that shit hurt,” Timothy said before grabbing a fist full of her hair.

“Have you ever been punched in the face, Pogue? Because I could show ya,” he said as y/n stayed still. What would she possibly do? His grip was hard. She felt pain through their whole scalp.

“But actually, — You’re too pretty, for that. Maybe apologize instead,” he suggested. “I-I’m sorry. I won’t do-“ she tried saying. “Nah uh — Not that kind of apology,” Timothy’s hand traced down to his crotch before he gripped it, giving her his idea.

His friends laughed as she looked at him in disgust and shock. Out here? In front of anyone? What kind of human is he?

“No way,” she said, moving to get up but he quickly slapped her across her face, causing her to fall onto the couch she was sitting on.

“Goddamn Pogue,” he spoke as he climbed into her, quickly tugging on her dress. Y/n screamed and kicked as his friends stood around, laughing and drinking at the sight of their friend trying to assault her once again.

Rafe had seen the scene a while ago. As soon as he saw the group walk up to her, he made his way towards them. He was sadly across the yard, talking to Topper, so he couldn’t stop the slap Timothy gave her.

He knew when he got over to them, he’d go off. How dare he mess with her after he told him not to last night.

“Piece of fucking shit,” Rafe said as he pulled the boy off of y/n and instantly threw a punch to his face. “Oh shit,” one of the boys shouted, making people look their way. Finally.

“What did I say?” Rafe asked before giving him a punch. “Told you to leave her alone, didn’t I, huh? Didn’t I!?” He punched again. “Told you what would happen if I caught you near her again, didn’t I?” Rafe kept lunching.

Y/n grabbed her bag and ran off, pushing through the group in embarrassment. The dress was ripped, and her bar was on display. Her tits even showed a bit. She had to get away.

The poor girl ran to the beach to get away from the human noises. She needed something to block out her thoughts. Their voices.

She thought the waves would help, but it didn’t. The waves were very loud, but the thoughts were louder. He was going to use her. He ripped at her clothes, and no one helped. People watched. Laughed. Talked. No one helped.

Y/n threw her bag to the ground and scattered through it, trying to find a blunt Barry he’d just given to her. She needed something. Badly.

She quickly grabbed one and lit it with a drag, rushing the smoke into her lungs until it burned. She coughed but felt better. She always does, until she doesn’t.

Y/n kept taking drags, noticing the taste was different, but who cares. As long as this shit gets her what she needs.

“Y/n!?” Rafe yelled out as he ran the way she ran. After he was done with Timothy, he told Topper who ran over to the scene, to call the cops on him. He needed to be thrown away for what he did to y/n.

“Y/n!?” Rafe basically screamed, needing to know where she was. Why did she run this way? Towards the water? At night? That’s dangerous. What if she somehow got in the water and drowned? He needed to find her.

“Y/n!” He continued yelling by/n could hear him, but her kind was so where else. His voice and the waves were going through her kind like crazy, but she curled up and ignored them.

He blunt, lighter, and bag laid next to her curled body. She felt different. She felt like everything was attacking her at once. She could feel his hands on her and people encouraging his actions.

“Why the hell y/n,” Rafe ran across the girl and dropped to his knees. “Y/n - Y/n!” He pulled her to sit on her up to sit. Her eyes were closed and she shook her head.

“D-Don’t — Please! I-I’ll do better!” She cried out. “Oh my god,” Rafe looked at her, feeling pain in his heart. She was beyond fucked in the head. He remembers how it felt.

“We gotta get you out of here,” Rafe said as he put out her blunt and then put it and the lighter in her bag. He threw the bag over his shoulders and tightened the straps before throwing y/n over his own shoulder. It took a lot, but he got it done.

“S-Sorry, sorry! — I’m so sorry!” She cried out. Rafe’s eyes filled with tears. What is she thinking right now? Does she think he’ll hurt her? He hated the thought of that. He’d never do that.

On the way to Rafe’s dorm, y/n was knocked out. He watched her all night, and she didn’t drink or smoke enough to be like this.

Rafe searched through her bag after he parked, to take a look at her blunt he saw Barry give her. He never trusted Barry, and he was right not to.

He could see the mixture of hashish and some Xani bars crushed into her roll-up. “He’s so fuckin’ dead,” Rafe said to himself. He’ll be sending the cops after him too.

Y/n is now in Rafe’s bed, sound asleep. He changed her into his T-shirt and shorts so she’d be comfortable. He didn’t want her waking up in the dress some Kook ripped at.

Y/n woke up later the next day. Her mind was fuzzy, but she felt fine. She felt like she’s gotten the best sleep she’s ever had.

The girl went to go back to sleep until she remembered she never made it back to her bed. Whose bed is she in?

Y/n slowly turned around in the bed, noticing someone was next to her. When she finally saw the man, her heart dropped. What did she do?

“Rafe,” y/n said as her heart began to pound. She didn’t know what she was feeling, but her body did. She was stunned.

Rafe groaned as he turned towards y/n. His eyes were closed because he was still in his sleep. “Fuck,” she said low, trying to think of what she should do. She can’t wake up and have a normal conversation with Rafe. In Rafe bed. In Rafe Cameron’s fucking bed.

Y/n took her time but managed to get out of bed without waking him up. That’s when she noticed she had his clothes on. God, this isn’t looking good for her.

Y/n slowly tipped-toed to Rafe’s room door, pulling in the handle but it wouldn’t open. She pulled hard and noticed a keyhole. With a missing key. Did he lock the door?

“Good morning, sleeping beauty,” Rafe spoke, making y/n jump. “Fuck, I — Hey! Hey,” she said, pushing her body up against his door. She was in his dorm. This day was getting worse by the second.

“Why don’t you come back over here and lay down. Was a long night last night,” he said. Y/n tried thinking of the night, but nothing was clicking. Not one thing until her eyes landed on her dress on his desk.

Her ripped dress. The dress that Timothy ripped when he tried groping her last night. The dress people watch gets tugged on while they watch.

“O-Oh my god, her heart skipped a breath as she spoke. Y/n placed her hand on her chest, trying to calm herself down. Rafe noticed and quickly got up and ran towards her.

“Nah uh, c’mere,” Rafe slowly walked y/n to his bed until she was sat. “Don’t stress — Nothing happened. I finished the job. You won’t ever have to worry about him again,” Rafe said, trying to calm her down.

“B-But-“ she tried saying. “Nah uh, no buts. I got it. I got you. You’re safe and sound. I won’t ever let him or anyone hurt you again,” he said. “Including yourself, so we’re gonna have to figure out this drinking and smoking problem,” he said as she looked at him.

“Yep, and it’s gonna be easy. You have me and-“ she went to say. “T-That’s not possible. Rehab costs money and — And I’m broke,” she said as tears streamed down her face. So much hit her head.

“Hey — Baby. I’ve got you, I said. I’m gonna pay for you, and you’re gonna get clean in no time,” Rafe said, but y/n’s mind stopped at the name he called her. Baby?

“Baby?” She asked. “Yes, a-and I know that confuses you. Fuck — It confused me, but I can’t just watch you ruing yourself. I refuse,” he said like he’s been her friend for years.

“B-But I need it,” she said low. “Why? You’re too beautiful for that shit. You can’t just up and smoke and drink your life away. You’re smart and the best out of all of us in school,” Rafe said.

“Yet, I’m broke. Have no family. Barely any friends. I have no one,” her head lowered. “That’s not true,” he lifted her head slow and softly. “You’ve got me. And I promise, I’m not talking out of my ass. On my father, I’m not,” he said.

Everyone knows Rafe Cameron wants to impress his father, Ward Cameron, so his saying that, was slightly believed y/n. But words need action, and she doesn’t know how those actions can happen in her life. Who would up and help a Pogue?

“Gonna get you clean, get to know you, change the way you see the world. You can change the way people see Pogue’s, y/n. You changed me. And that was without a word being spoken to me,” he placed both of his hands on either side of her cheeks.

“You’re so special, y/n. I’ve always seen it, but never sat and thought about it. I was stupid. Shit, I still and for keeping that motherfucker alive, but don’t worry. I’ll do whatever you need. You need this, y/n. You deserve a better life,” Rafe added.

The two looked at each other for a few seconds without saying a word. Y/n ended up pulling safe into a hug. A hug, thanking him for speaking to her like she meant something.

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valse triste ~ r. cameron

synopsis: the ever forbidden love story between a pogue and a kook, a woman and death. after all, life imitates art far more than art imitates life (oscar wilde).

warnings: ig death mentioned, fighting, cameron-family typical warnings, i made oc portuguese but it's rlly not a prominent thing or anything.

words: 6181 words

notes: i was really excited about this idea!! lmk if you guys want more stuff like this!!

third person pov

valse triste is a piece composed by jean sibelius in 1903 for the finnish play "kuolema" (in english, "death"). the play, written by sibelius's brother-in-law, follows a woman on her death bed who is visited by death himself late in the night.

camila matos. pogue. a witty, beautiful girl raised on the cut. friend of john b, jj, kiara, and pope. an observer, always preferring to stay on the sidelines and take everything in. the best surfer of the pogues, which went hand in hand with her job at the country club as a lifeguard.

"ayo camila, heading back to the chateau?" jj asked after their shifts had finished.

"nah, i'm on little brother duty tonight while my parents work the late night shift. i'll pop in tomorrow before the boneyard though." she replied, grabbing her bike from the rack. just as she was about to ride off, a sleek, black range rover promptly cut her off and zoomed into the country club. a middle finger and flurry of obscenities left the blonde boy next to her's mouth.

"fucking asshole. one day he's gonna get what's coming for him." jj mumbled.

"he's a cameron, what do you expect?"

rafe cameron. king of the kooks. a hotheaded coke-addicted psychopath, at least in the eyes of the pogues. always flanked by his posse of kelce and topper. ever the impulsive, ending seemingly every party covered in blood, though usually not his own.

"what's up man?" topper greeted as rafe sat down at their table.

"hear about the boneyard party tomorrow?" kelce asked, not waiting for the man's reply. "lots of tourons around this time of year. i know ward has been on your back about the company. could be a good way to let off some steam" at the mention of his father, rafe's jaw clenched, the muscles in his arms and shoulders tensing.

"yeah, i might stop by."

the piece is divided into six prominent sections.

first, the invitation.

death knocks on the woman’s door and invites her to dance. the woman refuses, knowing of death and his intentions. death asks once again, only this time, the woman concedes, albeit reluctantly.

the party was in full swing by the time camila and the pogues got there. a couple empty kegs were scattered around, discarded red solo cups littering the ground.

"no fights this time guys. i mean it, we can't afford any more trouble." kiara warned the group, a pointed glare thrown at john b and jj.

"no fights." john b promised, hands raised up at kiara's accusatory glare.

"i make no promises. the kooks have it coming." jj commented, already looking at the group of kooks by the nearest keg. kie and jj started bickering, with pope and john b heading to one of the farther kegs to avoid kook central. camila rolled her eyes, not afraid of some entitled pricks.

as she made her way to the spout of the keg, she heard a voice from behind her.

"what's a girl like you doing over here?" the voice taunted. she rolled her eyes, continuing to pour herself a drink.

"ha ha rafe, do you really have nothing better to do than to go around picking fights?" she quipped, topping off her drink and turning to face the man. he was wearing a plain grey tee and some khaki shorts, completely overdressed compared to all the shirtless men roaming around. an amused smirk played across his lips, his eyes swimming with trouble.

"i'm not picking any fights sweetheart, i'm just making conversation. it's called being polite, you should try it sometime." he teased, towering over the girl. their height difference did nothing to deter her or her smart mouth.

"you wouldn't know polite if it crashed into your pretty little range rover. besides, i am being polite. i've just spent a whole minute talking to you and i haven't even kicked you in the balls."

"such a sweet way with words you have." camila rolled her eyes, starting to walk away from the man.

"ah yes, my goal in life, to make men swoon." as her back finally turned on rafe, he grabbed her arm, stopping her from going any further.

"rafe, i swear to god-"

"dance with me." he said, pulling her back towards him.

"why in the world would i dance with you?" camila asked, her mind reeling from the question. when has rafe cameron ever shown anything but anger towards the pogues? and now he's not only being somewhat civil, but asking to dance?

"just one dance, that's all i'm asking for. then i'll get out of your hair."

camila weighed the pros and cons, ultimately deciding that he would only get more annoying and more persistent the longer she denied him. and so, she stopped struggling against his hold, earning a victorious smirk from rafe.

"see? now that wasn't that hard, was it?" he patronized, leading her to a more secluded area.

"don't push your luck cameron." she then noticed just how far away they were from the rest of the partiers.

"if you're pulling me away from everyone to murder me, i'm-"

"relax, it's so your pogue buddies don't try and jump me for being near you. i don't think you want them seeing you either, dancing with their sworn enemy and all." he huffed, coming to a stop behind a pile of driftwood.

then, the dance.

the tempo picks up, albeit timidly, as death and the woman gain their bearings. the music is soft, reflecting the woman's unsureness of dancing with this stranger. their movements are sharp and calculated, as if measuring each other.

then, the music swells into a swinging waltz. death and the woman twist and turn in a flurry of dips, spins, and twirls, no longer rigid with distrust. the woman enjoys her time, carried away by the music, until she remembers just who her dance partner is.

the music was indiscernible, but still audible despite being so far away. some sort of slow-ish song played, and rafe took both of camila's hands in his, starting to sway them back and forth lazily.

"so c'mon, why'd you ask me to dance with you?" camila interrogated. rafe let out a sigh, his jaw clenching ever so slightly.

"i can't just want to talk to you?"

"i'm a pogue, rafe. one of those people you treat like shit? or have you forgotten?" she pointed out. rafe stayed quiet for a second, still moving them around in the dance.

"everyone just agrees with me all the time and it's fucking annoying. but you don't, you keep it real." he explained shortly, refusing to look at her. her heart jumped for a second, though she kept her face neutral.

"so i say something to you and it's 'keeping it real', but pope says the same thing and you start swinging?" she continued. his grip on her hands tightened a bit.

"he's a punk." was all rafe could come up with. camila smirked at that, but bit her cheek to prevent any further comments.

"so what do you like to do besides terrorize us pogues?"

and with that, one song turned to two, and two turned to four, until the two lost track of time. they eventually switched from dancing to sitting down on some driftwood, chatting away about themselves. camila learned that besides doing coke and making their lives hell, he likes to golf and fish. he has two younger sisters, sarah and wheezie, who annoy the everliving daylights out of him, but whom he cares for deeply nonetheless. he has a father who is constantly on his ass about everything, which tends to be the cause for his drug usage. he even admitted that he wants to get clean, but can't seem to stop.

rafe already knew more than he cared to share about camila. as creepy as it sounded, he would always notice when she was around, observing her. she was fit, good with a board, and wouldn't go around picking fights like the rest of the pogues. he did learn a bit more of the less obvious things about her, like that she has a younger brother, joao, and parents who work day in and day out running one of the only gas stations on the cut.

the two were laughing about some story about camila's brother when they heard a loud "what the fuck?!" coming from behind them. they turned to see jj, who was followed by a very confused looking kiara. it was that moment when camila realized just how close the two were sitting, and abruptly got up. she could have swore she heard a sigh coming from rafe, but she had bigger fish to fry at the moment.

"what the fuck are you doing over here with him?" jj seethed.

"look man, it-" rafe started, but was immediately cut off by camila.

"not now rafe." she mumbled. "jj, it's fine-"

"fine?!" jj had smoke coming out from his ears. "it's fine?! camila, have you forgotten everything this entitled douchebag has done to us?" camila didn't have a response to this. jj was right, rafe had given the pogues nothing but trouble for years, no good reason to trust him or even be near him. the man has tormented pogues for far too long, so why was she even entertaining a conversation with him?

"i'll take that as my queue to leave. it was nice talking with you camila. can't say the same to you maybank." rafe mumbled, already walking away, adding his pointed remark at the end.

"no no no, you don't get to walk away so easily rafe. what were you doing with camila-"

"jj, enough." kiara stopped him, holding him back from following rafe.

"oh, so we're just giving kooks free passes for trying to mack on our girls, i see how it is. that makes total sense." jj muttered, throwing his arms about in wide, angry gestures. he started walking back towards john b and pope, kie and camila following a couple paces behind.

"what were you doing with rafe?" she asked quietly. camila just looked around, wanting to be anywhere but the boneyard.

"nothing."

next, the rekindling.

death waits a moment for the woman to collect her thoughts. he asks again, slowly and gently, if she would like to continue. the woman hesitates, but agrees nonetheless.

a couple of days passed before camila saw rafe again. she got quite the mouthful from the pogues about the night, and didn't plan on revisiting that. so, she spent her days working at the country club, watching the waves to make sure no one was in trouble.

"well well well, look who it is." a pit sank in camila's stomach.

"hey rafe." she answered plainly. she knew jj was just a couple yards away, bussing tables. if he saw her talking to rafe again, he would probably go apeshit and lose his job.

"what's with the silent treatment? thought we had a nice conversation the other day." he asked, looking down at his hands through slanted eyes, fidgeting with his rings. he almost seemed nervous, but with his laid back posture and dry tone, he was anything but. it was almost intimidating the way he questioned her without even looking her way, yet she felt so compelled to answer.

"jj was right. you've done nothing but torment us for years. i don't owe you any conversation or dance or anything of the sort." he lifted an eyebrow at this, his focus now on the sea in front of them.

"i don't think i was tormenting you the other day." he said. he then finally looked at her, his piercing blue eyes staring straight into her soul. camila was always one to stand her ground, but his stare was too intense to hold.

"look, rafe, we're just too different. i mean, you're-"

"what, i'm a kook? is that your argument? c'mon camila, i thought we were past that bullshit by now." he drawled. camila refused to answer, causing him to sigh.

"look, i'm not- i'm not gonna force you to do something you don't want to, but i'm going to the mainland tomorrow, and i want you to come with." he stated, running a hand through his hair, no longer able to look at camila. her lack of response caused him to look back at her, and his face fell for a moment when she just stared back, no visual indication of leaning one way or the other.

"alright well, if you wanna come, i'll be outside the country club at 10." a couple beats passed, and he started walking away.

"make it outside the wreck at 10:30." she yelled out. he stopped in his tracks, looking back at her to give her what almost seemed to be a smile, and continued on back to the building. camila checked the deck, and luckily there was no jj in sight. she sighed, her heart racing.

what did i just get myself into? she thought, shaking away her thoughts and focusing back in on the waves.

the reunion.

death and the woman go back into the waltz. it begins quiet and slow, but quickly, the music soars, the woman being swept around by death in a frenzy of passion.

it was 10:30 on the dot, and no camila in sight. rafe had been anxiously tapping the steering wheel for the past five minutes, parked outside the wreck, getting a couple looks from the people on the sidewalks.

by 10:35, he had given up, letting his head hit the wheel. he was stood up.

"fuck!" he yelled, hitting the wheel.

"woah there, what're you all worked up about this early in the morning?" a voice asked from his passenger side. he looked over to see camila outside the rolled down window. rafe let out a breath before trying to find some excuse.

"i, uh- i got-"

"close your mouth pretty boy, you look like a fish." she laughed, getting into the car. she had on a white sundress with a red floral print, along with beaded and woven bracelets stacked on her wrists.

"sorry for being late, had to take joao to a friend's house before this."

"nah, it's fine, it's cool." he said, composing himself. they then took off, rafe's music filling the car. camila took the opportunity to study the man. he was wearing a blue polo and white shorts, some expensive watch on his wrist. his hair was a bit messy, which camila couldn't help but admire.

"so captain, what's the plan for today?" camila asked, feeling a bit uncomfortable with the silence between them. he just lazily rolled his head towards her, giving her a lopsided grin.

"you'll see."

the image burned itself into her memory, with his one hand on the wheel, the other on the gear shift, and his cocky, pretty little face. camila mentally beat herself up for how easily she was caving for this man.

rafe ended up having quite a wonderful plan. they started off by walking around in a beautiful botanical garden, admiring all the pretty flowers and plants. then, he took her to a little corner cafe, treating her to lunch. after that, he took her to an art museum, knowing a surprising amount about the paintings on the walls.

"how do you know so much about these?" she asked, cutting him off from an explanation of the andy warhol work to their right. he slowed down a bit, hyper fixating on the paintings.

"my..." rafe took a deep breath, forcing himself to continue. he hated talking about anything real, but he knew that he wouldn't get anywhere with camila if he didn't open up a bit. "i didn't know my mom much before she was gone, but she loved art. she would take me and sarah here all the time and would go on and on about each painting. once she was... gone, rose tried to do the same for us, but it just wasn't the same. so, i filled in for mom, taking sarah around just like she would." he explained, trying to keep his voice level. he started fidgeting with his ring, to which camila placed her hand over his, taking it into her own. rafe looked down at her, looking into her big eyes that urged him to continue. he took in a deep breath and ran his free hand through his hair.

"i was nine. dad didn't take it too well, locking himself up in his office for days at a time. when rose entered the picture, sarah and i didn't really consider her a mom. still don't." he didn't seem to want to continue, so camila asked him about the next painting, relief filling rafe at the change in topic, very much aware of camila's hand still in his.

that night, while rafe drove them back to outer banks, camila couldn't find it in her to dislike him anymore. she understood where he was coming from, which totally did not justify the things he had done to the pogues, but allowed her to empathize with why he did what he did. at his core, he was just a boy who never truly got to feel the love of a family, who had to step up at an early age and suffer from constant pressure from his work-obsessed father.

when rafe parked outside of her house, camila just sat there, not wanting the day to end.

"i had a lot of fun today." she told him, looking up at him with those same big eyes from before. rafe couldn't breathe, he didn't know what was wrong with him. he had never been this affected by anyone in his life.

"yeah, me too." the tension in the car was quickly climbing, both sitting there, waiting to see what the other would do.

"give me your phone." camila ordered, breaking up the tension. rafe just blinked for a second, the words taking a moment to process in his head. then, he quickly grabbed his phone from his pocket and handed it to the girl. she typed away for a second before handing it back.

"i'll see you later rafe." and with that, she was out the door and gone, rafe staring at his phone.

new contact!

camila ☼ (xxx) xxx-xxxx

after that, rafe and camila found themselves seeing each other all the time, behind the pogues' backs, of course. he would pick her up from shifts, taking her back to his to go on the boat, or walking along the beach. she even tried to teach him how to surf, but to no avail. they would spend late nights wrapped up in blankets, watching some horror movie or dumb comedy. she was helping him to find healthier coping habits to deal with the constant stress and thoughts he would have, even getting him to schedule a consultation with a therapist on the mainland. the experience was new for the both of them, so surprisingly domestic considering their fiery personalities. of course, there was still the constant banter and snarky comments, but there were also vulnerable conversations, and moments in which they would just hold each other, trying to wash away the other's worries.

then, the turmoil.

the woman battles with herself. to give herself to death, to give in to what she know she needs, or to fight back and remain as she is?

of course, the two were destined to face some troubles. in fact, they were surprised that they got through a whole month and a half without being caught or having anyone suspicious of them.

it was kiara who first noticed something. everyone was at the chateau, just bumming about, laying in the hammocks and splayed across the furniture. camila's phone was going off like crazy when the girl stepped inside to make a sandwich. kie, who was the closest to her phone, picked it up to silence it, but noticed the contact that was blowing her up.

my bitch boy <3 when are you coming over i have popcorn i even got those candies that you like c'mon, no one's home rn, but we don't have all day

kiara looked up at the others, all of them off in their own little worlds. kiara silenced the notifications and got back in her seat.

"hey guys?" she started when camila entered the room again. everyone mumbled some noise of acknowledgement. "wanna head out to the beach tonight? supposed to be a really clear sky tonight, we can do some stargazing."

"yeah, sounds good to me."

"sounds kinda boring, can i bring a j?"

"sure."

"sorry, i can't tonight." kiara looked up at the girl.

"you can't? why not?" she pushed, trying to keep it subtle.

"oh, i have to watch my little brother. parents working late again tonight."

"ah, i see, you're all good." kiara replied, but remained skeptical.

not thirty minutes later, camila left, bidding the group goodnight. kiara watched her calculatedly as she left.

"what's that look for?" pope asked, noticing the strange behavior of his friend.

"we'll see..."

the next person to notice was jj. the two would always purposely work the same shifts so they could bike back to the cut together. but, camila claimed that she had to work overtime the past couple of weeks. when he took a peek at the lifeguarding schedule on the wall, however, it said she had requested to change her hours, not work overtime like she claimed.

next, john b. jj was on his typical kook rant, and when rafe's name got mentioned, camila visibly cringed. john b looked around, but no one else seemed to have noticed.

pope, the supposed smart one of the group, was the last to figure out that something was up. camila had to take an urgent call, going inside while everyone else was waxing up their boards. pope, however, really needed to take a piss, and followed shortly behind her. as he went into the bathroom, he could hear camila's voice on the other side of the wall. he tried not to listen in, he really did, but he couldn't help himself.

"rafe, c'mon, i've been at your place nearly every day for the past week. i need some pogue time tonight. they're going surfing and... i know, we can hang out tomorrow. ok, i'll talk to you later. bye."

pope couldn't believe his ears, did he hear her right? why was she talking to rafe? why did she say she had been at his house for the past week? she had told the group she was working extra shifts for a sick coworker.

when camila came back, she started waxing her board while chatting with john b and jj, giving pope a chance to share this newfound information.

"hey kie? c'mere for a second." he whispered, moving away from the chatty surfers.

"what's up?"

"i just overhead camila on the phone with rafe cameron." kiara's jaw dropped for a second, the pieces connecting in her mind.

"oh my god. and you're sure it was him? couldn't be anyone else?"

"how many rafe's do you know in the outer banks, cuz i can only think of one." he replied in a hushed, snarky tone. the two looked back at the rest of the group, who were blissfully unaware of the secret meeting going on a couple yards away. kiara simply nodded at pope, formulating a plan in her head.

that night, once everyone was done surfing and a bonfire was starting, kie enacted her plan.

"hey camila, i heard rafe talking about you the other day." she said, feigning confusion. camila's face paled.

"that fucking asshole, he better keep her name out of his mouth!" jj yelled out.

"what did he say about me?" she asked, trying to mask her horror.

"i don't really remember, but the odd thing is? i don't remember him saying a single bad thing." camila breathed out a small sigh of relief, which didn't go undetected by john b.

"that's weird. maybe he's turning over a new leaf or something?" she suggested. jj snorted at that.

"are you kidding? rafe cameron, change? he'll always be the same entitled asshole for the rest of his life, no doubt about it." pope scoffed. camila's hand clenched against her thigh, but she refused to let them know. that reaction right there was the reason why she could never say anything to them. they hate him too much, they would never give him a chance.

"look, i gotta go, i forgot i told joao that i'd get up early tomorrow to teach him how to surf. g'night guys." camila lied, getting her stuff and leaving them. everyone in the circle looked around at each other, inquisitive glances everywhere.

"something's going on." john b remarked, everyone nodding along.

when rafe didn't hear from camila for two days, he got worried. he understood that she could be busy, she would often put her phone on do not disturb for days at a time when she was particularly stressed and didn't want the added social burden of technology. but two days without a single call or text was unheard of.

my bitch boy <3 camila? you okay? haven't heard from you in a while? are you sick? i can bring over some soup if you want

no answer. for three hours rafe paced around his room, trying to occupy himself with something, anything to get his mind off of her. she could be busy, she could be working.

but rafe's brain wouldn't stop. worries of her being sick of him, finally realizing what a screw-up he is invaded his mind. she was the one person that he felt truly understood him, and he wouldn't give that up that easily.

he had to force himself to not drive over to her house. they had just had a talk about healthy boundaries the other day, and going to her house and pounding on the door to see that she was alive was not an example of healthy boundaries. so, he called her.

after a couple rings, she picked up.

"hey, are you alright? haven't heard from you in a while." he started, trying to seem as calm and cool about this, despite him freaking out on the inside.

"uh, yeah, i'm ok..." she trailed off. rafe could tell that there was something wrong, she would normally launch off into how her day was, telling rafe every minute detail of her day.

"i can tell something's wrong. did something happen at work? with the pogues? is joao ok?" he asked, rattling off possible problems. she let out a slight laugh. in all reality, his worry made her heart soar. she was never worried that rafe was using her or anything, but the confirmation that he noticed the tiny changes in her mood and cared to make it better had her heart doing flips.

"i just- kie knows. i can tell. she brought you up the other day and-" rafe could hear sobs coming from the other end of the line. "she looked so disappointed in me. and god, the things they say about you, they'd never hear me out." rafe's heart broke at this. in his mind, there was only one solution to this problem. she couldn't have both him and the pogues. and when it came to choosing between someone and rafe, the odds were never in his favor.

"i love them so much, they're my best friends, and i don't want to lose them, but i don't want to lose you either."

"i understand. i know how much they mean to you. i wouldn't want to keep you from them." he spoke, eyes tearing up as he twisted his ring around with his thumb.

"i- no, that's not what i'm saying rafe. i'm not giving you up, not in a million years. i, god, i don't know how to describe how much you mean to me. i just don't know how to make them see that you're not this monster they think you are."

"but baby, what if... what if they're right? i mean, i'm no saint. i'm fucked up in the head and i've done terrible things to you guys that i have no way of making up to you guys." he continued, starting to spiral.

"breathe, rafe, breathe. we've talked about this. yes, you've had some not great moments in the past. but look at how far you've come. you haven't gone to barry in months. you're starting to see a therapist. you haven't been in a fight in months. and i'm so proud of you for your progress, and i'm gonna be here with you every step of the way, no matter what happens." she poured. he nodded, even though she couldn't see through the phone. it was quiet for a minute, before...

"come over." she told him. his eyes went wide, she had never invited him over to her place. he wasn't dumb, he knew it was because of their status. when she first walked into the cameron mansion, she looked so uncomfortable and small. it got better as the days turned into weeks and weeks turned into months, but she never truly got over how big and empty the house felt. rafe had seen her house from the outside, a little ranch house surrounded by trees. they in no way shape or form lived in even similar situations, and it was a tense part of their relationship, or whatever they wanted to call themselves.

"i'll be there in 15."

when rafe got to camila's house, he was bombarded by little 13 year old joao, who had been kicking a soccer ball outside the house.

"are you rafe? like the rafe? the one my sister's dating?" rafe smiled at the boy. knowing that camila had talked about him to her family... knowing that she had talked about him and joao's first reaction wasn't to flinch away... it wasn't something he was used to.

"ay, joao, let the man breathe." rafe heard camila yell. he looked up to the front door to see her there, wrapped up in a blanket. the two boys made their way to her, rafe immediately wrapping his arms around her.

"hey." he whispered into her hair.

"hey." she mumbled into his chest.

"hey, i'm still here!" pouted joao, giving the two the same big eyes that camila would give rafe. it ran in the family, he supposed.

the three walked into the house, running into camila's mother in the kitchen.

"hello mrs. matos. i'm rafe cameron." he introduced cordially, sticking out his hand stiffly to the woman. joao giggled to himself, while a smile spread on camila's face. rafe gave them a confused look before he was crushed into a bone-breaking hug from camila's mom.

"it's so good to finally meet you rafe. i've heard so much about you." she gushed. rafe remained tense in the hug, trying to ease into it, but not used to the touch.

"all bad things i presume." he joked, but mrs. matos gave him a pointed look.

"you wouldn't be standing in this house if i had heard bad things about you kiddo." she quipped, moving back to the kettle on the stovetop. rafe looked over at camila and gave her a dopey, lovesick smile that he couldn't repress, not used to someone thinking so highly of him.

"c'mon, let's go to my room." she directed, dragging him to another room.

"i want that door open filha! no funny business!"

"yeah yeah mãe, i know."

"see ya rafe!" joao called out, bouncing on over to his own room.

"see ya kiddo." he called out with a big smile on his face. rafe had never felt so... homey before. it was a nice change in pace.

when rafe entered camila's room, he took a minute to just admire all the decorations. a broken surfboard hung like a decoration on her wall, surrounded by photos of her, her family, and the pogues. as he looked at each of the pictures, he found one from their first "date". it was a candid of him looking at one of the paintings in the museum. his heart couldn't take it, it couldn't physically take the sheer amount of emotions he had felt since entering this home. he felt arms wrap around his waist, camila's head resting against his shoulder blade, and for the first time in a very long time, he felt truly and completely relaxed, unburdened by all the problems of his life.

and finally, the concession.

the woman finally decides. she will go on and give herself to death, to leave with him. taking his extended hand, the woman follows death into the beyond.

the next day, the pogues and camila decided to go to a local pizza joint after spending the day running errands for heyward. the group hadn't commented on camila's recent weird behavior, and they acted so normal that she assumed they had forgotten all about it.

but, of course, that would be too easy.

as soon as they stepped inside, they saw rafe with his sisters, sitting at a table near the entrance. camila nearly froze in her spot. rafe hadn't noticed yet, he was just sitting there, listening to wheezie talk about who knows what.

"what are you doing here kooks? i thought pizza would be too pogue for you guys." jj started, going straight to their table. kiara sighed, wanting just one peaceful day without this kook-pogue bullshit.

"not now man." rafe told him, staying firmly in his seat.

"too afraid to fight me? nah, i get it, you're a lame ass kook who can't put his money where his mouth is." he continued. camila looked to see if anyone was going to stop him, to pull him away from a fight like they normally do, but they were all looking at her. of course, they knew. hell, they might have set this whole thing up for all camila knew.

"just leave us alone, we're just trying to eat some pizza." he continued, keeping his voice level, focusing on not letting it raise. jj started making chicken noises, walking around rafe's table, causing a scene.

“guys, c’mon, he said to leave them alone.” she finally spoke up. jj turned to her, amazed.

"you're sticking up for this guy? what's going on with you camila?"

“he’s not as bad as you guys make him seem-” a few of them scoffed, and camila felt like crying. she didn't want to have this conversation, not here, not now, and definitely not in public.

"guys, he- he really-" rafe looked up at the tears in her eyes and sprung up, causing jj and john b to square up, ready to fight him off. instead of the fight they were expecting, he simply went up to camila, wiping the few tears off of her face and whispering into her hair. everyone in the vicinity was shell-shocked, even sarah and wheezie. they had never seen their brother like this, and they loved it. the pogues, however, were not loving this.

"hey man, get off her," jj started, trying to pull rafe away from camila. it was john b who stopped him, holding him back from even touching rafe. pope was astounded, about to go up to rafe himself, when kie placed a hand on his chest, telling him to calm down.

"we're gonna get going." kie started, pushing the angry men out. kie lingered behind for a second, looking at her best friend who was obviously torn by the situation. she came up to camila and rafe, putting a comforting hand on camila's arm.

"we're gonna get through this, alright? none of us love this, but they'll come around." she told the girl, who nodded, giving the other girl a hug.

"you gonna stay here with him?" she asked.

"yeah, i'm gonna stay with rafe." camila told her. she whispered a couple 'thanks's to kie before going back to rafe.

"hey, hurt her and you're dead. like actually, cuz jj and pope might kill you either way." she warned.

"yes ma'am. thank you kiara." he told her, wrapping an arm around camila. with that, kie left, dealing with the fuming men outside, while rafe guided camila back to the table.

"oh my gosh, you're camila, right?" sarah started, not believing that her brother was capable of feeling human emotions, and for a pogue nonetheless.

"you're gorgeous!" wheezie gushed. camila's face heated up, not knowing what to say.

"how 'bout we take the rest of this to go and have a movie night at mine, yeah?" rafe asked his girls. sarah and wheezie immediately jumped up, ready to spend time with rafe and his mystery girl.

"it's all gonna be okay, yeah? they'll come around." rafe told her, squeezing her arm gently.

"yeah, it's all gonna be alright." she responded, pulling him down so his forehead rested on hers.

fin.

[sunbleachcdflies]

about me ⋆౨ৎ˚⟡˖ ࣪

my name is jade, im 21 years old and go by she/her pronouns and im bisexual (/questioning?), white, leo sun aries rising scorpio moon, infp, eastern timezone ⋆˚⟡˖ ࣪

my media/famous interests are: jamie campbell bower, ethel cain, cillian murphy, chappell roan, taylor swift, olivia rodrigo, harry styles, one direction, the sturniolo triplets, kit connor, bts, ateez, noah kahan, djo, the last dinner party, boygenius, renee rapp, ayo edebiri, drew starkey, lola tung, sadie sink, madelyn cline, finn wittrock, muna

stranger things, derry girls, succession, heartstopper, outerbanks (obx), the vampire diaries, criminal minds, sex and the city, the bear, peaky blinders, gossip girl, greys anatomy, one tree hill, the sex lives of college girls, shameless, gilmore girls, new girl, a discovery of witches, one day, bridgerton, sweet magnolias, the summer i turned pretty

favorite book: normal people, sally rooney | cr: the way i used to be, amber smith

other interests: colors green and pink, blueberry flavored things, the ocean, reading, songs that make you feel like you’re in a movie, photography, coffee, musicals, decorating, fashion, snoopy, the lake, spending time with people i love, cleaning, spring and summer, coloring, chocolates, sour candy, making people laugh, dogs (especially mine), gift giving (+ so much more)

follow me if we have the same interests or anything pls i love connecting with new people! also feel free to message me or send anything into my inbox!

about this blog ⋆౨ৎ˚⟡˖ ࣪

18+ for mine and others safety and comfortability, here to reblog, rant, write, read, make connections and have a good time! i used to write on wattpad back in the day (i feel old) and want to get back into it.

starting off with small blurbs and headcanons and things like that! eventually want to start getting back into writing full fics!

who i’ll write for right now: jamie campbell bower (no characters), cillian murphy (+ tommy shelby, maybe), drew starkey (+ rafe cameron), & kit connor! i want to keep the list small for now <3 im very comfortable writing smut and would love to get requests in my inbox!

[wolfjustdraws]

absolutely awesome lnco and bts photos that i want to reshare with yall cause yall deserve to enjoy them too

and my commentary too of course cause yall aint never getting rid of that

BEST MEME TO COME OUT OF THIS SERIES SO FAR COME ON YALL WHERE ARE THE MEMES USE THE PIC

closest we’ll ever get to seeing the ot3 bbys cuddling after a case 

look at them and tell me they arent one adorable polycule, i DARE u

yasssss queen cheer for us 

new fave reaction pic, needs to be a whatsapp sticker

closest thing we’ll ever get to seeing lockwood on vacay

also are those PURPLE SOCKS?!

the boi aint got no sock chill

'never forget to massage ur eyes before u leave for work’

totally canon moment of the bbys hiding from the rain on a job, the fuck u mean this is a bts pic? aint no such thing its CANON

*inTENSE BBY GIRL EXCITEMENT*

how dARE YALL

the face u make when ur told u burnt down a client’s house but u still sealed the source so u technically did ur job right

girl aint got no idea what the fUCK is going on

dick measuring contests bby, dont worry ur pretty head with it

when u hear u now owe 60000000000∞ money

MANIFEST IT 

RENEWAL

MANIFEST IT

hi

bye

dont talk to her she angy

load of bullshit bby boi thats what

the siblings are fightinggggg

what the ever hell

WEE WOO WEE WOO WEE WOO WEE WOO HANDS IN THE AIR CHEATEHS PREPARE TO BE FUCKED BY THE LONG DICK OF THE LAW

why

why does cameron look like jim carrie in this photo

alexa activate my ‘charm lucy into never leaving me’ smile

THATS ALL HE IS

A GLORIFIED HOUSEWIFE

and we love him for it

come at me, bitch

i just love how the skull sits over her shoulder in most interviews, is that an intentional thing?

*insert that weird laugh that sounds in like the very 1 second of spice girl’s wannabe here*

george about to commit a crime

AYO WHERE MY BOYS HAVING A SPA DAY FANFICS AT

look at the way he looks at them, if thats not what being in love with a pair of idiots looks like then who the fuck knows what is

[emotionaldashtoons]

If there was a Inside Out 3, what would it be like?

(Poster Edit by Me/App on Android: PixelLab)

Like we already got how Sadness and Joy were lost in the first movie, than Anxiety taking control in the second film, I think I the third should be about Riley is ready to go to college next Thursday, and then, nine new emotions appear to take over Riley's mind, the names would be Love, Courage, Surprise, Pride, Trust, Suspicion, Frustration, Shaudenfreude, and the dark emotion himself, Spite. The nine emotions cannot handle it when Riley develops a new crush onto the new boy and that's where things get serious when Spite takes the eight new emotions in his control and uses Love to make Riley's crush into love madness.

As Spite gets rid of our nine heroic emotions out of their jobs, it's up to Joy, Sadness, Fear, Disgust, Anger, Anxiety, Envy, Ennui, and Embarrassment to save Headquarters and go through place to place in Riley's new developed mind, which is practically now a Mindtopia. And it means it'll be a lot more tricky.

Returning Voice Cast

Amy Poehler as Joy, Lewis Black as Anger, Phyllis Smith as Sadness, Bill Hader as Fear, Mindy Kaling as Disgust (YES YES YES! I'M BRINGING THEM BACK! RISE OF THE O.G.!), Maya Hawke as Anxiety, Ayo Edebiri as Envy, Adele Exarchopoulos as Ennui, Paul Walter Hauser as Embarrassment, Kensington Tallman as Riley Andersen, Diane Lane as Mom, Kyle MacLachlan as Dad, and Lilimar as Val Ortiz.

WHO WOULD CO-STAR IN INSIDE OUT 3?

Sophia Bush (Incredbles 2, Van Wilder) as Love, James Marsden (the X-Men, and Sonic The Hedgehog films) as Courage, Charlie Day, (The Super Mario Bros Movie, The LEGO Movie) as Surprise, Kristen Wiig (the Despicable Me and How To Train Your Dragon films, Bridesmaids) as Pride, Natasha Lyonne (Uncut Gems, DC League of Super Pets) as Frustration, Diego Luna (Andor, The Book of Life) as Trust, Aubrey Plaza (Scott Pilgrim VS The World, The To Do List) as Suspicion, Flula Borg (DCU's The Suicide Squad, Ralph Breaks The Internet) as Shaudenfreude, Nathan Fillion (DCU's Superman, Cars 3, Monsters University) as Spite,

Xolo Maridúena (DCU's Blue Beetle, Cobra Kai) as the new boy Riley has a crush on, Cameron Rivera, Dan Fogler (the Fantastic Beasts films, Fanboys) as Mind Councilman Mr. Chairman, J.K. Simmons (Spider-Man, Klaus) as The Mind Warden, Nicole Scherzinger (Moana, Men In Black 3) as Spite's Big Fan, Grey Griffin (Onward, Tuff Puppy) as Miss Leah, Edie McClurg (A Bug's Life, Planes Trains And Automobiles) as (the new voice of) Nostalgia, Yong Yea (Inside Out 2) as Lance Slashblade, Ron Funches (Trolls, Hoops, Noelle) as Bloofy, James Austin Johnson (Saturday Night Live) as Pouchy, Steve Purcell (Brave, Toy Story: That Time Forgot) as Deep Dark Secret, Jeff Pidgeon (Toy Story) as The Mind Receptionist, Eli Fucile (the Incredbles films) as Awe,

Paula Pell (Sisters, The Cat In The Hat) as Mom's Anger, Conrad Vernon (the Shrek, and Madagascar films) as the Mind Constructor, Flea (Toy Story 4, The Big Lebowski) as Mind Cop Jake, Sam Richardson (Werewolf Within, Ruby Gillman, Veep) as Mind Cop Sam, Frank Oz and Dave Goelz (The Muppets, Sesame Street) as Mind Cop Dave and Mind Cop Frank, John Ratzenberger (Toy Story, Cars, The Incredibles, Up, Coco) as Fritz, Paula Poundstone (Inside Out) as Forgetter Paula, Bobby Moynihan (IF, Hoppers, We Bare Bears) as Forgetter Bobby, and Angela Kinsey (The Office, Furry Vengence) as The College Advisor.

Crew

Directed by Kelsey Mann

Co-Directed by Bob Peterson

Screenplay by Josh Cooley, Meg LeFauve, and Andrew Stanton

Produced by Galyn Susman, p.g.a., & Jonas Rivera, p.g.a.

Executive Producers Pete Docter, Mark Nielsen, and Ross Stevenson

Story by Josh Cooley & Meg LeFauve

Music by Mick Giacchino

Director of Photography by Kim White and Patrick Lin

Edited by Catherine Apple

Production Designer Jason Deamer

Animation Supervisors Jerome Ranft and Conrad Vernon

Visual Effects Supervisor David Ryu

Casting by Natalie Lyon & Kevin Reher

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What do you think about it?

It seems that I have creative ideas for it. And it also seems that director Kelsey Mann and Amy Poehler really want a third Inside Out, you guys can look up the new articles if you want. I'll see you soon.

[ginevrastilinski-ocs]

Glee OCs Masterlist [L-Z]

Name: Leabeth Ayre

Pronouns: she/her

Story: Untitled

LI: Jesse St James; endgame Rachel Berry

Quote: Hate and love be closer cousin than like and dislike.

Pinterest: TBD

FC: Halle Bailey

Name: Lia Sylvester

Pronouns: she/her

Story: Untitled

LI: TBD

Quote: It takes strength to forgive, but I don't feel strong.

Pinterest: TBD

FC: Olivia Dejonge

Name: Linda Berry

Pronouns: she/her

Story: Untitled

LI: Jennifer Glynn

Quote: They can't order me to stop dreaming.

Pinterest: TBD

FC: Victoria Justice

Name: Luka Fabray

Pronouns: he/him

Story: Untitled

LI: Brittany Pierce

Quote: If it makes you happy it doesn't have to make sense to others.

Pinterest: TBD

FC: Austin Abrams

Name: Lula Delaney

Pronouns: she/her

Story: The Band And I

LI: TBD

Quote: All we needed were some good friends and a song to sing along.

Pinterest: TBD

FC: Lola Tung

Name: Lyra Wells

Pronouns: she/her

Story: Untitled

LI: Noah Puckerman; Mike Chang; endgame Jesse St. James

Quote: All I know is that I want to be on stage.

Pinterest: TBD

FC: Dove Cameron

Name: Mack Pierce

Pronouns: he/him

Story: Untitled

LI: Sam Evans & Blaine Anderson

Quote: I feel small but so are stars from a distance.

Pinterest: TBD

FC: Troye Sivan

Name: Manuel Navarez

Pronouns: he/him

Story: Untitled

LI: Sam Evans

Quote: He had those kind eyes that shone with the light of "everything will be ok".

Pinterest: TBD

FC: Taylor Zakhar-Perez

Name: Maya Puckerman

Pronouns: she/her

Story: Untitled

LI: Quinn Fabray; endgame Sam Evans

Quote: They whisper in the hallways, she's a bad, bad girl.

Pinterest: TBD

FC: Alexa Demie

Name: Melanie Jay

Pronouns: she/her

Story: Untitled

LI: Rachel Berry & Quinn Fabray

Quote: And I'm so sick of running as fast as I can, wondering if I'd get there quicker if I was man.

Pinterest: TBD

FC: Hailee Steinfeld

Name: Melody Wells

Pronouns: she/her

Story: Untitled

LI: Artie Abrams; endgame Santana Lopez & Brittany Pierce

Quote: Let kindness be the language of your heart.

Pinterest: TBD

FC: Dove Cameron

Name: Mirabelle Ryder

Pronouns: she/her

Story: Untitled

LI: TBD

Quote: I have spilt more blood and marked more bruises on the cheercourt than I will ever allow your hands to take from my thighs.

Pinterest: TBD

FC: Sofia Carson

Name: Nate Simmons

Pronouns: he/him

Story: True Colors

LI: Kurt Hummel & Blaine Anderson

Quote: You deserve the love you keep trying to give everyone else.

Pinterest: X

FC: Froy Gutierrez

Italian Squad: Betta Guidi - Davide Bernardi - Francesco Moretto - Lucia Bernardi

Name: Ramona Solomon

Pronouns: she/her

Story: Untitled

LI: Quinn Fabray

Quote: Women are considered fragile but i've never seen anything as easily wounded as a man's ego.

Pinterest: X

FC: Sarah Jeffery

Name: Ronnie Nell

Pronouns: she/her

Story: The Band And I

LI: Quinn Fabray

Quote: I let my music take me where my heart wants to go.

Pinterest: TBD

FC: Maya Hawke

Name: Susan Chaldar

Pronouns: she/her

Story: The Band And I

LI: N/A

Quote: I don't need a boyfriend to feel fulfilled.

Pinterest: TBD

FC: Auli'i Cravalho

Name: Waverly Jones

Pronouns: she/her

Story: Untitled

LI: Emmett Dove

Quote: Oh, darling, all of the city lights never shine as bright as you eyes.

Pinterest: TBD

FC: Ayo Edebiri

Name: Zeke Wright

Pronouns: he/him

Story: Untitled

LI: TBD

Quote: And this is the part where you find out who you are.

Pinterest: TBD

FC: Ross Lynch

[warningsine]

Wake me up when the awards season ends, but also here are my faves:

Outstanding Drama Series: Succession will win and rightfully so, but Better Call Saul went so hard as well.

Outstanding Comedy Series: The Bear.

Best limited/anthology series: Beef.

Outstanding Lead Actor in a Drama Series: Either one of the Succession guys (preferably Kieran Culkin this year) or Bob Odenkirk.

Outstanding Lead Actress in a Drama Series: Sarah Snook. Not even going to debate this one. Season 4 was hers.

Outstanding Lead Actor in a Comedy Series: Jeremy Allen White.

Outstanding Lead Actress in a Comedy Series: Natasha Lyonne.

Outstanding Supporting Actor in a Drama Series: Matthew Macfadyen.

Why was Nicholas Braun even nominated this year?

Outstanding Supporting Actress in a Drama Series: No offense to J. Smith-Cameron and the White Lotus ladies (Jennifer Coolidge, the icon that you are), because they were all lovely, but Rhea Seehorn deserves it this year.

Outstanding Supporting Actor in a Comedy Series: Ebon Moss-Bachrach

Outstanding Supporting Actress in a Comedy Series: Ayo Edebiri

Outstanding Lead Actor in a Limited or Anthology Series or Movie: Steven Yeun

Outstanding Lead Actress in a Limited or Anthology Series or Movie: Ali Wong

Outstanding Directing for a Drama Series: A toss among Mark Mylod, Andrij Parekh and Lorene Scafaria.

Outstanding Directing for a Limited or Anthology Series or Movie: Lee Sung Jin. But Jake Schreier will do too.

Outstanding Writing for a Drama Series: Wow, an embarrassment of riches. Jesse Armstrong for "Connor's Wedding" of course, but Gordon Smith (for "Point and Shoot") and Peter Gould (for "Saul Gone") come so close.

Outstanding Music Composition for a Series: Nicholas Britell.

Outstanding Guest Actress in a Drama Series: Toss between Hiam Abbass and Harriet Walter. Probably the former this year.

Outstanding Guest Actress in a Comedy Series: Judith Light.

However, give Cherry Jones all the awards for her own appearance on Poker Face. Amazed she was nominated for Succession, but not Poker Face. She ate.

Outstanding Cinematography for a Limited or Anthology Series or Movie: Jody Lee Lipes

[jupiter-reimagined]

blink blonk!! 😄😄

i am currentlu. plotting. Evil grin.

expect cameron mackenzie. cameron mackenzie in area. Rapidly approaching even.

AYO!!!!!!!!!!!! YAYAYAYAYYAYAYAY!!!!!!! HIM!!!!!! holding out a sign above my head with his name so he knows where to go :)

[4biddenpromo]

What if clicking on a pop-up ad transfers you to a queer-only society run on kinky Master and slave dynamics. Well, now you don't have to wonder because that's what 4BIDDEN is all about! We could use some more older muses, but honestly, we're always thirsty for some creativity and talent to bless our server. We have our main Halloween Masquerade Ball event upcoming, so now is the perfect time to apply just in time to mingle with everyone. We'd love to see Matthew Lillard, Theo James, Will Sharpe, Keith Powers, Michael B Jordan, Michael Evans Behling, Ayo Edebiri, Timothee Chalamet, Anthony Carrigan, Sho Kasamatsu, Hideaki Itō, Josh Heuston, Chang Ryul, Trevante Rhodes, Manny Montana, Assad Zaman, Riz Ahmed, Kitty Chicha, Zoe Saldana, Adria Arjona, Kassius Nelson, Sonequa Martin-Green, Hailee Steinfeld, Jessica Lange, Laura Harrier, Rachel Weis, Natalie Dormer, Tracie Tomas, Dove Cameron, Ritu Arya, and Gwendoline Christie.

[hcwthewestwaswcn]

Muse List

Spencer Dutton- Faceclaim: Brandon Skelnar

Elsa Dutton- Faceclaim: Isabel May

Stella Rose Dutton- Faceclaim: Sabrina Carpenter

Casen Wheatley- Faceclaim: Charlie Hunnam 

Kayce Dutton- Faceclaim: Luke Grimes

Rip Wheeler- Faceclaim: Cole Hauser 

Codi Dutton- Faceclaim: Taylor Swift 

Carissa Cameron- Faceclaim: Megan Fox

Cassie Heyward- Faceclaim: Ayo Edebiri 

Codi Maybank- Faceclaim: Chloe Grace Moretz

Talia Routledge- Faceclaim: Jodelle Ferland

[divinemanicstate]

ayo posted a fic after 5 decades

recom miles/human jake (who has an avatar)

its mid at most but i wanted to add something softer to their tag

[feathersontheclyde]

#FEATHERONTHECLYDE - A mutuals-only multi-muse nurtured by sunshine.

About me:

Sunshine, 30, she/her ( trans fem ), Taurus. I'm an absolute dingus who lives cringe and will die cringe. I love my muses and animation and stories so much.

Rules:

This blog is not a safe space for bigots so take it somewhere else.

Don't be a dick. Be patient. Any vague posts will be met with a block. I come here to write what I want when I want to.

No forced shipping.

Please tag any bodily harm graphics. I also have Trypophobia so anything with a bunch of holes makes me nauseous.

NSFW and triggering themes will be present and tagged. 21+ to follow because of that.

Lastly, keep me out of your drama and be kind to one another. This is a hobby, remember that.

Mains & Affiliates:

@soughtbirthright

@entangledmuses

@lcstinfantasy

@descendantes, @r4chelamber

@ner0tic

@dcmur3

Quick Links:

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Kildare Island

Muses:

ORIGINAL CHARACTERS

Celeste Winters - Witch, 22 FC: Kaylee Bryant

Sylvie Nightbloom - Seer, 15+ FC Maisie Williams 

Aspen Lightfoot - Elven princess, 21+ FC: Ruby Cruz

Elizabeth Murphy - Teacher, 20+ FC: Dakota Johnson

Alicia Piao - Psychology Student, 20+ FC: Natasha Liu Bordizzo

Tiabeanie Florence - Princess,15 FC: Georgie Henley

Allison Roe-Scott - Fashion designer, 18+ FC: Leighton Meester

Grace Scott - Student, 18 FC: Sara Waisglass 

Alwyn Oakdweller - Half-elf, 25+ FC: Henry Cavill

Dante Moore - Vampire, Forever 18 FC: Quincy Fouse

Astrid Green - Bar / Lounge Owner, 20+ FC: Zoey Deutch

Jacklyn “ Jack ” Esparza - Student, Soccer player, 18 FC: Ruby Cruz

Umi Okoye - Student, animator, 18 FC: Ayo Edebiri 

Sergio Garza - Cps worker, 30+ FC: Oscar Isaac 

Leslie Bishop - bodyguard, driver, 30+ FC: Jesse Williams

Aubree Fraser - Nurse Practitioner, 20+ FC: Jessica Henwick

Peyton Wong - Photographer, 19+ FC: Chase Sui Wonders

Greta Cohen - Event Planner, 18+ FC: Emilija Baranac 

Ryker Cameron - Kook, 20+ FC: Ryan Gosling

Jaden Reeves - Werewolf, 20+ FC: Josh Hutcherson

CALL OF DUTY

Kyle " Gaz " Garrick (25+) - FC: Elliot Knight

Simon " Ghost " Riley (25+) - FC: ???

EUPHORIA 

Fezco (19+) - FC: Rish Shah 

Jules Vaughn (18+) - FC: Hunter Schafer

Cassie Howard (18+) - FC: Sydney Sweeney 

Nate Jacobs (18+) - FC: Jacob Elordi

THE WALKING DEAD

Rick Grimes (30+) - FC: Andrew Lincoln

Carl Grimes (18+) - FC: Tanner Buchannon

Glenn Rhee (20+) - FC: Steven Yeun

Andrea Grimes (20+) - FC: Candice King

Rosita Espanoza (20+) - FC: Christian Serratos

THE WITCHER

Geralt of Rivia (30+) - FC: Henry Cavill

Jaskier (30+) - FC: Joey Batey

Tissaia (35+) - FC: MyAnna Buring

Cirilla of Cintra (14+) - FC: Freya Allen

THE SOCIETY

Becca Gelb (18+) - FC: Gideon Adion

Harry Bingham (18+) - FC: Alex Fitzalan

Cassandra Pressman (18+) - FC: Rachel Keller

Kelly Aldrich (18+) - FC: Krstene Froseth

Gareth Visser (18+) - FC: Jack Mulhern

Gordie Moreno (18+) - FC: Jose Julian

Clark Beecher (18+) - FC: Spencer House

GIRL MEETS WORLD

Lucas Friar (14+) - FC: Peyton Meyer 

Maya Hart (14+) - FC: Sabrina Carpenter

Topanga Mattews (30+) - FC: Rachel McAdams

Augie Matthews (14+) - FC: August Maturo

Isadora Smackle (14+) - FC: Cici Balagot

Farkle Minkus (14+) - FC: Corey Fogelmanis

STRANGER THINGS

Eddie Munson (18+) - FC: Joseph Quinn

Jane Hopper (14+) - FC: Millie Bobby Brown

Jim Hopper (18+) - FC: David Harbour 

Nancy Wheeler (18+) - FC: Natalia Dyer 

Max Mayfield (14+) - FC: Sadie Sink

Robin Buckley (18+) - FC: Maya Hawke

Carol Perkins (18+) - FC: Chelsea Talmadge

Will Byers (14+) - FC: Jack Dylan Grazer

Tommy Hagen (18) - FC: Chester Rushing

Steve Harrington (18) - FC: Joe Keery

TEEN WOLF

Derek Hale (30+) - FC: Tyler Hoechln

Stiles Stilinski (30+) - FC: Dylan O’brien

Liam Dunbar (30+) - FC: Dylan Sprayberry

Kira Yukimara  (30+) - FC: Arden Cho

Jackson Whittemore (30+) - FC: Colton Haynes

Mason Hewitt  (30+) - FC: Khylin Rhambo

ONE TREE HILL

Nathan Scott (18+) - FC: James Lafferty

Karen Roe (30+) - FC: Moira Kelly

Kieth Scott (30+) - FC: Craig Sheffer

Peyton Sawyer (18+) - FC: Hilarie Burton

HARRY POTTER

Luna Lovegood (18+) - FC: Evanna Lynch

Neville Longbottom (18+) - FC: Matthew Lewis

OUTER BANKS

Rafe Cameron (19+) - FC: Drew Starkey

Kiara Carrera (18+) - FC: Madison Bailey

JJ Maybank (18+) - FC: Rudy Pankow

John B Rutledge (18+) - FC: Chase Stokes

Ward Cameron (30+) - FC: Charles Esten

Wheezie Cameron (15) - FC: Julia Antonelli 

Topper Thornton (19+) - FC: Austin North

ANIMATED TV & MOVIES

Catra (18+) - FC: Lulu Antariksa

Ballister Boldheart (30+) - FC: Riz Ahmed

Vi (20+) - FC: Brianna Hildebrand

HEARTSTOPPER

Nick Nelson (18+) - FC: Kit Conner

Darcey Olson (18+) - FC: Kizzy Edgell

DISNEY MOVIES & TV

Evie Grimhilde (18+) - FC: Sofia Carson

Ben Florian (18+) - FC: Mitchell Hope

Queen Elsa (18+) - FC: Anya Taylor Joy

Honeymaren (18+) - FC: Devery Jacobs

Kristoff Bjorgman (18+) - FC: Lucas Till

Olaf (10) - FC: Asa Butterfield

Fawn (18+) - FC: Maia Mitchell

Flynn Rider (19+) - FC: Ben Barnes

Amity Blight (15+) - FC: Kiernan Shipka

Jack Frost (19+) - FC: Thomas Brodie-Sangster

Astrid Hofferson (19+) - FC: Britt Robertson

Miguel Rivera (10+) - FC: As Himself 

THE VAMPIRE DIARIES

Damon Salvatore (18+) - FC: Ian Somerhalder 

Klaus Mikaelson  (25+) - FC: Joseph Morgan

Bonnie Bennett  (18+) - FC: Kat Graham 

Vincent Griffith (30+) - FC: Yusuf Gatewood

Freya Mikaelson (25+) - FC: Riley Voelkel

LIFE IS STRANGE

Dana Ward  (18+) - FC: Lily Collins

Alex Chen  (18+) - FC: Brianne Tju

Chloe Price  (18+) - FC: Emma Mackey

Warren Graham (18+) - FC: Austin Abrams

Stella Hill (18+) - FC: Maitreya Ramakrishnan

Luke Parker (18+) - FC: Ross Butler

Kate Marsh (18+) - FC: Grace Van Dien

SCREAM MOVIES & TV 

Billy Loomis (18+) - FC: Skeet Ulrich

Mindy Meeks-Martin (18+) - FC: Jasmin Savoy Brown

Chad Meeks-Martin (18+) - FC: Mason Gooding

Noah Foster (18+) - FC: John Karna

Dewy Riley (23+) - FC: Dave Arquette

Tatum Riley (18+) - FC: Rose Mcgowan / Christina Hendricks

Wes Hicks (18+) - FC: Dylan Minnette 

THE LAST OF US

Joel Miller (30+) - FC: Pedro Pascal

Ellie Williams (18+) - FC: Bella Ramsey

Dina (18+) - FC: Cascina Caradonna

Tess Servopoulos (30+) - FC: Anna Torv

MARIO UNIVERSE 

Bowser (??) - FC: As himself 

Princess Peach (18+) - FC: Sydney Sweeney

Toad (??) - FC: Jack Dylan Glazer

RED DEAD REDEMPTION

Arthur Morgan (30+) - FC: Tom Hardy

Abigail Marston  (25+) - FC: Rebecca Hall 

TWILIGHT

Edward Cullen (18+) - FC: Robert Pattinson 

Charlie Swan (40+) - FC: Billy Burke

Jasper Hale  (100+) - FC: Jackson Rathbone 

MISCELLANEOUS ANIME

Saitama (18+) - FC: Adachi Yūto

Sakura Haruno (18+) - FC: Robert Pattinson

Naruto Uzumaki (18+) - FC: Suda Masaki

Houtarou Oreki (18+) - FC: Kubota Masataka

Haruhi Fujioka (18+) - FC: Watanabe Mayu

Tamaki Suoh (18+) - FC: Sato Ryuji 

Arisa Uotani (18+) - FC: Hirose Alice

Nana Osaki (18+) - FC: Rila Fukushima

Taiga Aisaka (18+) - FC: Natsuki Margaret Gibb

Yui Harasawa (18+) - FC: Ririka

FNAF

Vanessa Afton (18+) - FC: Elizabeth Lail 

Suzie / Chica  (9) - FC: Dakota Fanning

SUPERNATURAL 

Dean Winchester (30+) - FC: Jensen Ackles

Bobby Singer (50+) - FC: Jim Beaver

Meg Masters (1000+) - FC: Rachel Miner

MARVEL CINEMATIC UNIVERSE 

Frank Castle (30+) - FC: Jon Bernthal

Peter Parker (19+) - FC: Tom Holland

Tony Stark (30+) - FC: Robert Downey Jr

Vision (??) - FC: Paul Bettany

Bruce Banner (30+) - FC: Mark Ruffalo

Jessica Jones (30+) - FC: Krysten Ritter

DC CINEMATIC UNIVERSE

Bruce Wayne (30+) - FC: Robert Pattinson

Selina Kyle (30+) - FC: Cameron Bicondova & Monica Baccarin

Harley Quinn (30+) - FC: Samara Weaving

Arthur Fleck (30+) - FC: Barry Keoghan

Barbara Gordon (20+) - FC: Kat Mcnamara 

Dick Grayson (20+) - FC: Brenton Thwaites 

DUMPLIN’

Ellen “ El “ Dryver (18+) - FC: Odeya Rush

Bo Larson (19+) - FC: Luke Benward