#the things i have to deal with on vacation

[sourcherryandsprinkles]

I saw your post about Rafe and Reader on a family vacation, and I liked it! So could you maybe do another part to that, like maybe they are at the beach or shopping etc and Rafe and Reader are being really touchy etc?

thank youuuuuu

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Reqest: more rafe + family shenanigans

Warnings: Rafe being inappropriate, no smut,

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‘’There you are!’’ Wheezie exclaimed the moment you and Rafe strolled into the cabin, twenty-seven minutes behind the rest of the family. ‘’We’ve been back for almost half an hour. Where did you go?’’

‘’We got lost,’’ Rafe said coolly, taking a long sip from his water bottle, as if it was no big deal.

Beside her, Sarah wasn’t buying it. She crossed her arms and tilted her head, giving the two of you a pointed look. ‘’You got lost?’’ she repeated, her tone full of doubt.

You nodded, stepping in to back Rafe up. ‘’That’s on me. My lace came undone, and Rafe stopped and waited for me, but when we tried to catch up to you we took a wrong turn. Luckily we found our way back.’’ 

Rafe glanced at you, impressed by how you could lie on the spot so well. You even sprinkled some truth. You did take a wrong turn, but it wasn’t an accident. 

Being younger — and far more innocent — Wheezie was easier to fool with your lies. But Sarah wasn’t stupid, and neither was Ward, who was standing behind the kitchen counter and prepping for the barbecue tonight. He knew his son too well to be easily deceived. 

‘’Do you need help with the vegetable, Mr. Cameron?’’ you asked, your tone light and polite as you moved closer to the counter. It was an attempt to shift the conversation, redirect the attention away from your little detour.

Ward glanced up, giving you a small smile in thanks. ‘’Sure,’’ he said, stepping aside and gesturing toward the cutting board. ‘’You can chop these carrots and the bell peppers.” 

You slid into place, picking up the knife and getting started. 

‘’I’m gonna go shower,’’ Rafe declared. He came up to you and kissed the side of your face, his hand lingering on the small of your back. ‘’You’re welcome to join if you get bored with the carrots and bell peppers.’’ 

Sarah wrinkled her nose, having unfortunately heard. ‘’You’re disgusting.’’ 

He didn’t say anything, but you could feel his smirk behind you. 

‘’Rafe, come on. Wheezie’s here…’’ Ward reprimanded tiredly for the umpteenth time. 

Fortunately, the younger Cameron had her nose deep in her book and didn’t pay attention to what Rafe had said. 

You were good for Rafe, but your relationship was very physical. And with that came Rafe’s unfiltered mouth — much to his family’s dismay. They were happy for him, but they could do without the constant smacking and grabbing of your ass or any other non-PG display of affection.  

‘’What? I just want to save water, like you said we should. The planet and all,’’ he defended, playing the innocent card and talking out of his ass.

Unfortunately for him, Sarah didn’t buy it. Rafe never cared about the environment. 

‘’I’ve been doing good things to help lately. We even stopped using con—’’

‘’Rafe!’’ you cut before he could finish, your cheeks flaming up.

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[i2rizz]

A Day Off

Fandom: Bungou stray dogs

Characters: Chuuya x Reader

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Chuuya Nakahara rarely got days off. Being one of the Port Mafia’s Executives didn’t exactly allow for casual breaks. So when Mori “insisted” he take a day to himself, Chuuya took it as less of a suggestion and more of a punishment.

He was still grumbling about it when he stormed out of the office, his hat tilted low and his coat billowing behind him. That’s when he saw you, leaning casually against the wall, scrolling through your phone.

“Finally,” you teased, slipping your phone into your pocket. “I thought I was going to have to drag you out of there myself.”

Chuuya’s scowl softened as his sharp blue eyes met yours. “Mori’s on my case,” he muttered, running a hand through his tousled orange hair. “Apparently, I’m ‘too stressed.’ Can you believe that crap?”

“Absolutely,” you said with a smirk, stepping closer to straighten the brim of his hat. “And I’m glad he did. I’ve been trying to get you to take a break for weeks.”

Chuuya scoffed but couldn’t hide the small smile tugging at his lips. “Fine, princess. What’s the plan?”

“Anything but mafia business,” you said, looping your arm through his. “Deal?”

“Deal,” he said with a sigh. “But this better be good.”

Your first stop was a small café tucked away in a quiet corner of Yokohama. Chuuya, true to form, insisted on ordering the most extravagant dish on the menu—poached eggs with truffle oil and smoked salmon—while you opted for something simpler.

“Why do you always pick the fanciest thing on the menu?” you teased as he took a sip of his coffee.

He leaned back in his chair, crossing his legs with an air of smugness. “Because I have taste, babe. You should try it sometime.”

You rolled your eyes but couldn’t help laughing. Moments like this reminded you of the Chuuya beneath the mafia persona—the man who could charm anyone with a grin and an offhand remark.

As the morning passed, the two of you wandered through the nearby streets, popping into boutique shops and browsing art galleries. Chuuya had a habit of pointing out pieces that reminded him of you, though his taste tended toward the bold and dramatic.

“This one’s got your fire,” he said, nodding to a painting of a crimson sunset over a stormy sea.

“And what about that one?” you asked, gesturing to a serene watercolor of a quiet lake.

He smirked. “That’s definitely not you. Too boring.”

You swatted his arm, laughing as he pretended to shield himself.

The peaceful vibe of the day was shattered as you walked along the pier, the salty breeze ruffling your hair. Chuuya’s posture suddenly stiffened, his hand instinctively moving to rest on the small of your back.

“Chuuya?” you asked, following his gaze.

“Stay close,” he murmured, his voice low and dangerous.

A group of men emerged from the shadows, their faces twisted with smug confidence. You recognized the emblem on their jackets—rivals of the Port Mafia.

“Well, well,” the leader drawled, a cigarette dangling from his lips. “Look who’s taking a little vacation. Didn’t think you’d be stupid enough to walk around without backup, Nakahara.”

Chuuya’s laugh was sharp and cold. “Backup? For you? Don’t make me laugh.”

The men lunged, and chaos erupted.

Chuuya’s ability, For the Tainted Sorrow, flared to life, the air around him shimmering with power. One by one, the attackers were lifted off their feet, slammed into walls, or sent sprawling into the ocean with bone-crushing force.

You weren’t one to stand idly by. When one of the men managed to break through Chuuya’s defenses and charge at you, you ducked under his swing and jabbed your elbow into his ribs, making him stagger.

Chuuya glanced over his shoulder, a feral grin spreading across his face. “That’s my girl.”

The fight ended as quickly as it began, the thugs groaning on the ground or scrambling to escape. Chuuya dusted off his hands, his expression one of pure disdain.

“Idiots,” he muttered, turning back to you. “You okay?”

“Better than they are,” you quipped, earning a soft chuckle from him.

After the encounter, Chuuya insisted on taking you to his favorite rooftop bar, claiming you both deserved a drink after the “exercise.”

The view was breathtaking, the city lights stretching out below like a sea of stars. Chuuya ordered a bottle of his favorite wine, pouring you a glass with a flourish.

“To my so called "day off",” he said, raising his glass with a smirk.

“And to you finally learning how to relax,” you replied, clinking your glass against his.

Chuuya leaned back in his chair, the tension in his shoulders finally easing. “You know, I didn’t think I’d enjoy today. But... you always make things better, doll.”

His words caught you off guard, and for a moment, you simply stared at him, your heart swelling with affection.

“You mean that?” you asked softly.

“Of course I do,” he said, reaching across the table to take your hand. “You’re the only thing that keeps me sane in this mess of a world.”

The rest of the evening passed in a haze of soft laughter, stolen glances, and quiet moments of contentment. As the night deepened, Chuuya pulled you close, his arms wrapped around you as the city buzzed far below.

“Thank you,” he murmured against your hair.

“For what?”

“For being the best part of my life,” he said simply, his voice low and sincere.

And in that moment, with the world far below and Chuuya’s warmth surrounding you, everything felt perfect.

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"That's my girl" IM GOING FERALL

[marimayscarlett]

You really have a talent for making a mountain out of a molehill. Not every ask needs to be answered with a novel jfc

Hi 👋🏻

That's an... interesting way to see things, but since you seem to have an aversion towards certain amounts of words, I'll use a picture to get my points across.

Richard, could you come here for a moment? Ah yes, thank you.

Here is lovely Richard, presenting your options:

[absolute-lithops-effecting]

THESE TOOK SO FUCKING LONG!!

some of the pictures are a little blurry but we're just gonna have to deal with that

[doomxdriven]

[Tired Bount noises]

[handsomegentlebutch]

My 3 little cousins were baptized today. "Triggered" is kind of a strong word but being in a catholic church again... I'm a little fragile rn ngl.

[binders-and-beanies]

I hate rich people and no I’m not just talking about billionaires

[peppermintack]

hugely sick and tired of my family assuming that i'm always miserable and treating me as such. like maybe if you didn't constantly ask me what was wrong with me i wouldn't be so fucking annoyed all the time

[isfjmel-phleg]

🤐

[seaofreverie]

So busy with Sparkstember that I almost forgot that I go back to school on tuesday

[jayflrt]

(please dont post this 🙏)

https://www.tumblr.com/jayflrt/726251775918800896/delete

is this guy bothering u queen 🤨 jkjk

but uhm. im sorry for this mess. ngl idk what started it?? but i was hoping maybe i could help? somehow

the only way i can actually help is if u listen to anon 👍 nah fr i have no other solution bc if it is who i think it is then they will stop at nothing to bother u and i think just seeing those cringe asks is enough tbh... i hope it didnt bother u too much n i feel bad for it happenjng 😭 shit got sent to a friend of mine as well and they only stopped when they deleted any posts/reblogs or tags w me involved. genuinely worried her which is so. silly.

ive already (accidentally) sent u any links involving me in ur main account (thought id spare u wasting more time on this (i also forgot to send them here instead... sorry)) but i also hope its ok if u delete their asks as well?

sorry for u having to put up w smthn like this :') n i hope this ask isnt weird...

girl what

[gregmarriage]

i don’t understand ppl who leave their packing, until the last minute. i am already packing and i don’t go anywhere for over a week, imao

[considerad]

shaved my legs so I'm a different person now

[eccentriccryptid]

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[inkteresting-art]

Please ignore this it's almost 1am and I can't sleep and am full of vinegar ...laying in bed stuck with my thoughts and man do they suck, for months all I've been doing it feeling guilty and horrible about myself and hoping to talk to people in hopes of apologizing and making burned ends less burnt.. I'm coming to the realization that it's never going to happen and need to just give up, I wont be getting my chance to speak.. I want to be forgiven, but at the same time, thinking about the pass two years and how angry I actually am about how things were stated and also parts left out, the forgiveness I deeply want really means nothing to me. if anything it's acted as a fuckin poison to my brain to constantly hope and think about it on a daily bases. Stuck thinking about how everyone hates me and not having a way out like a mouse stuck in a burning cage.

I miss drawing the things I liked, all my Fav OC's I now kinda hate due to having to throw them in the corner, forcing myself to redo them all when in the end not really having a good purpose to do so.

I don't know how to bounce back anymore but I have no choice but to try and walk away anyways. I'll find something that will click again and meet new people.

[h0neyfreak]

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