#not for crybabies

[an-island-of-bunnies]

another halloween comic! uwu

[fishfingersandscarves]

the sillies

[suiana]

Crybaby! boyfriend who can't get it up for anyone else and cries when he puts it in you. He just can't help it, okay? Not when you feel so good!

"I'm sorry I'm sorry I'm sorry-"

"What are you saying sorry for? Just fuck me damn."

"You just feel so- ngh... Good..."

"𝓘'𝓶 𝓰𝓮𝓽𝓽𝓲𝓷𝓰 𝔂𝓸𝓾 𝓹𝓻𝓮𝓰𝓷𝓪𝓷𝓽."

You're not sure whether or not to laugh or get him pregnant. Both? Yeah, both.

Oh yeah, he also used to think he had erectile dysfunction before meeting you. Can you imagine him? Looking at all types of porn but not able to get it up at all. But just one glance from you?

Yep, he's busting all over.

"I love you babe."

"Hn... Snh..."

"Are you... Crying right now???"

"I'm sorry, schk... You're just so amazing... I love you too babe..."

Don't get me started on the compliments. You just KNOW that he's a sucker for them. No, you KNOW. It's happened a lot of times before and You're sure it's not gonna be the end of it. You're pretty sure that he didn't get attention as a kid and that's why he crumbles completely at a simple praise.

"You actually got up and cleaned your room, I'm proud of you."

"You're... Proud of me?"

"Yeah, why wouldn't I be?"

"Oh... Hng..."

"Did you seriously just cum in your pants?"

But what can you say? He's your sweet crybaby boyfriend that crumbles at every shred of affection. Imagine him being all stoic and nonchalant?

Ew.

You'd rather die. Those big watery eyes of his the way he feels his emotions so deeply... What isn't there to love? So what if he cums prematurely? What if he's horny 24/7? You love him and he loves you. That's all that matters. Plus, there's a reason why he was put on this planet.

To get pregnant of course! And you'll be impregnating that man. Obviously.

And you wouldn't have it any other way.

[haematoclan]

I present you my "Donnie, the Emotionless, Absolutely Never Crying Badboy" collection:

and, of course:

Yep, definitively no emotions here!

[lovlidollie]

⋅˚₊‧ ୨ rafe cameron p!links ୧ ‧₊˚ ⋅

mira’s 1k special !

nsfw links under the cut

cw ; cnc , fauxcest , roughness , etc

rafe using you after coming back from a party

crybaby!reader when she needs to calm down

rafe who just can’t help but touch up his stepsis

fucking you in his little home gym

how he rewards you for swallowing

toxic!rafe making you grind against his gun

how big he is compared to your cunt

rafe who has a sick obsession with your tits

sub!rafe eating you out

rafe who has no choice but to pull over in the middle of the road to put you in your place

putting you in a headlock

fatherfigure!rafe that has to make sure you’re not fucking around with anyone else

taking frat!rafe to the hilt

how rough he fucks you when the pogues have pushed him over the edge

mean!rafe slaps you around and expects you to thank him for it

rafe who lets crybaby!reader hold onto her stuffie when he’s giving it to her rough

how crybaby!reader looks at rafe when she’s sucking him off

kitty!reader and rafe going at it

rafe playing with his doll

he has no problem shoving his fingers in you in public when you’re being a brat

rafe who takes you against the ground like a rabid animal

using your throat to get himself off

bsf!rafe who finally convinces you to let him take your virginity

the sort of pic rafe has as his homescreen

kitty!reader who tries to catch rafe’s attention when he’s on one of his important business calls

rafe getting crybaby!reader’s mouth ready

the sort of video you send him in hopes of being punished later

[lostl1sbons1ster]

[k-meanzzz-better]

Finally! I drew them! They're spending quality time together: working and Scout…is just doing his own things…

Damn, it was HARD to draw background, when you don't know how…I should practise more

I hope you liked it ;3

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Scout is smitten with them… I can understand ya about Miss Pauling, buddy. She's amazing!!!💕

[angel-bitch-boy]

Dick pushing thirty is forever funny to me. I imagine he pouts in the corner anytime Damien or Jason jokingly call him "old man"

Once during a particularly stressful mission he came back and took a shower only to notice a single grey hair amongst the black. He was basically that scene in howls moving castle where he threw himself on the nearest surface and wallowed until Kori had to reassure him he was still young.

He works on a mission with Bruce and is beaming when an officer comes up to him and he's expecting a "thanks kid" like the old days or maybe a "hey bro" in solidarity but the officer just shakes his hand and says "thank you sir"

Dick cries for a week.

[chloeangelbaby]

You don’t love me

Crybaby! Reader x Rafe Cameron

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It had been weeks of the same routine. Rafe was up early, gone all day, and by the time he got home, he was too exhausted to do anything but collapse into bed. You understood at first—Rafe worked hard, and running a company wasn’t easy. But as the days turned into weeks, his absence began to gnaw at you.

Tonight, you’d reached your limit.

You were sitting on the couch, scrolling aimlessly on your phone, when the craving hit. You wanted ice cream, something sweet and cold to take your mind off the void of Rafe’s company. You peeked into the kitchen but found nothing that would satisfy you.

“Rafe?” you called, walking into the bedroom where he was sitting on the edge of the bed, unbuttoning his shirt.

“Yeah?” His voice was tired, his eyes barely lifting to meet yours.

“I wanna go for a drive. We can stop and get ice cream or something,” you said, your tone hopeful.

Rafe sighed, rubbing a hand over his face. “Baby, I can’t tonight. I’m dead on my feet. Can’t it wait until tomorrow?”

The casual dismissal stung. “No, it can’t wait,” you snapped, your voice rising. “You’ve been saying that all week! Tomorrow, tomorrow—what about me, Rafe?”

“I’m doing this for us,” he said, his tone defensive. “I’m not saying no because I want to. I’m exhausted, okay?”

You stared at him, your emotions bubbling over. Before you knew it, you were crying, your chest heaving with sobs. “You don’t care! You don’t care about me anymore!”

Rafe frowned, standing up. “That’s not fair, and you know it.”

“Fair?” you spat, your voice cracking as you stomped your foot. “What’s not fair is you ignoring me all the time! All I wanted was a stupid drive, and you can’t even give me that!”

“Dolly—”

“Don’t call me that!” you screamed, tears streaming down your face. Your words tumbled out in a jumble, barely making sense. “You don’t listen to me! You don’t care! You just… you just—”

You weakly shoved at his chest, your small fists thumping against him as you hiccupped and choked on your sobs. Rafe stood there, letting you vent, his hands hovering as if unsure whether to grab you or give you space.

“You’re mean! And, and… I hate you!” you wailed, though you didn’t mean it.

Finally, Rafe had enough. “Alright,” he said, his voice firm. He grabbed your wrists gently but firmly, holding them still. “That’s enough, baby. Stop.”

But you didn’t stop. “You don’t love me!” you blubbered, your head dropping forward as you sobbed uncontrollably.

Rafe sighed, pulling you into his chest despite your protests. “I love you more than anything,” he murmured, his arms wrapping around you tightly. “But you’ve got to calm down, okay? You’re working yourself up too much.”

“I-I can’t!” you hiccupped, your body shaking in his hold.

“Yes, you can,” he said, his voice soft but firm. “Breathe, Dolly. Come on, with me. In and out.”

You tried, but the sobs kept breaking through, your breaths coming in shallow gasps. Rafe scooped you up and carried you to the bed, sitting down with you in his lap. He started rubbing your back in slow, soothing circles, his chin resting on top of your head.

“Shh, it’s okay,” he murmured. “I’m here. I’m not going anywhere.”

“I just… I just wanted…” you sniffled, unable to finish your sentence.

“I know,” he said softly. “I know, baby. I’ve been a terrible boyfriend lately, haven’t I?”

You nodded against his chest, your tears soaking his shirt.

“I’m sorry,” he said, his voice full of genuine regret. “You’re right—I haven’t been around enough. I’ll fix it, okay? Starting tomorrow.”

“Tomorrow?” you mumbled, your voice small and wobbly.

“Promise,” he said, lifting your chin so you could see the sincerity in his eyes. “And tonight, I’ll make it up to you. We’ll stay up and watch whatever you want, or I’ll run out and get ice cream. Anything you need, baby.”

You sniffled, wiping your face with your sleeve. “Just want you…”

“You’ve got me,” he said, pressing a kiss to your forehead. “Always.”

Your sobs began to subside, your breathing evening out as Rafe continued to hold you close. You clung to him, your face buried in his neck, finally feeling the comfort you’d been craving.

“Love you,” you whispered.

“Love you more, Dolly,” he murmured, his voice a soft promise against your hair.

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[softersynths]

stan & shifty

[dreamingdeadly]

mildly obsessed with ryo devilman

[biancalattei]

my home, my world

[cameronsbabydoll]

hi loviee can u write something with rafe and babydoll reader where shes really really clingy and follows him everywhere, which he pretends to be annoyed by, but one of his friends makes fun of her for it and she gets a bit sad so he tells her he actually really likes it <33

You were always at his side. Always. It didn’t matter if Rafe was at the club, at a party, or just hanging out with his friends—you were there, pressed up against him, holding onto his arm, playing with his fingers, nuzzling into his shoulder like some lovesick kitten.

Rafe pretended to be annoyed by it, rolling his eyes when you followed him around, sighing when you pouted for attention, telling you “Jesus, babydoll, can’t even take a piss without you clingin’ to me.” But he never actually pushed you away. Never told you to stop. And he never left without you, even when his friends made fun of him for it.

Tonight, though, Topper had something to say. “Damn, man, does she ever let you breathe?” he snorted, watching as you latched onto Rafe’s arm the second he sat down. “Like, shit, I knew she was clingy, but this is next level.”

You stiffened, fingers loosening around Rafe’s bicep. His friends laughed, but you didn’t. Instead, you pulled away, sliding just far enough down the couch that you weren’t touching him anymore. Rafe noticed immediately.

At first, he just looked at you, brow furrowed, before shifting his gaze back to Topper. “What’s your problem?” he asked, tone flat.

Topper just shrugged. “No problem, man. Just sayin’—”

“Yeah, don’t.” Rafe cut him off, reaching over to grab your hand, pulling you right back to him. You resisted at first, but he didn’t let go. “C’mere, Babydoll,” he murmured, voice softer now, meant just for you. He guided you back into his side, tucking you right where you belonged.

You hesitated, looking up at him with those big, glassy eyes that always made him crazy. “You don’t think I’m annoying?”

Rafe scoffed, squeezing your hand. “Nah, I like it.” He brushed his lips against your temple, barely a whisper of a kiss. “S’cute when you follow me around like a little lost puppy.”

That was all it took. The smile returned to your face, and you buried yourself in his chest, arms wrapping tight around his torso. He sighed, rubbing your back, pretending like it was such a hassle when, really, he fucking loved it.

[samglyph]

Everyday I’m reminded that I actually should watch the spooky streams.

[ayyy-imma-ninja]

started missing the mer boys, so did some doodles