CHRIS EVANS As LLOYD HANSEN | THE GRAY MAN (2022)

CHRIS EVANS as LLOYD HANSEN | THE GRAY MAN (2022)

i didn’t even know my work was stolen🥺 thankyou for tagging me and letting me know!🫶🏻

me and all of these amazing writers have clearly stated we do not accept our work being reposted and especially not if it is claimed as somebody elses, we as writers spend lots of time and effort on the fics we write and its a blatant slap in the face to have our work stolen. by sharing out work we trust that readers will abide by our blog rules and going against those rules is extremely inconsiderate.

i hope you have learned a lesson from this. what @jjsmarijuana said is correct, your apology is not accepted in this community. especially if you are sixteen. which again, goes against all writers rules and we clearly state MINORS DNI, due to the explicit content of our fics.

Hey Guys... I took some time to reflect my actions and I realized, what I did was really wrong. I didn't mean to hurt or offend anyone. I deeply apologize and will from now on NEVER take anything wich isn't mine ever again! I am from now on going to work and only post MY original work on here. Also I will take down all the posts that aren't mine! ❤

"don't mass reblog/like :/" coward. fool. somebody just went through and liked and reblogged 64 things from my blog in the span of half an hour at most. and i've never felt more alive in my life

write something guy wrenchingly sad about how rafe’s dad treats him and he calls you in the middle of the night to comfort him. he ends up coming to your house or you go over to tanneyhill to be with him :)

this is so s1 rafe coded🥺my poor deprived baby😔

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its 2am when your phone buzzes, waking you up from a deep sleep. rafes name flashes across your phone, sending you into alarm. worry courses through your veins making you sit upright in shock, quickly pressing answer.

his ragged breaths are the first thing you hear as you pick up, his sobs echoing down the phone. “hey-hey baby, rafe, whats going on? are you okay?” you ask, hurriedly.

he sniffles “m-my dad.. we g-got into a huge fight and i-i don’t know wh-what to do.” you can sense his tension through the phone. rafe was never good and expressing his emotions, he preferred showing himself through actions rather than words. so him calling you at this hour and actually telling you what was wrong, you knew it had to be serious.

“oh my sweet boy, why don’t you come over? or i can come and pick you up? just stay calm for me baby, can you do that for me?” you soothe. which appears to calm him slightly as his breaths begin to slow.

“uh, yeah, yeah i-i can do that. i’ll drive, don’t w-want you leaving the house alone this late at night.” running his fingers through his greasy locks, shaking his head at how stupid he feels, crying. especially in-front of you, to you. and even though he’s in no state to drive, you know better than to argue with him on this, his innate need to protect you still shining through even in his most vulnerable moments.

“okay rafe…i’ll see you soon, drive safe for me baby.”

within 10 minutes you hear a knock at your door, you race downstairs unlocking the door in a hurry, the sight is anything but pleasant.

rafes nose is bust, dry blood caked around his mouth, a clear indication that the fight with his dad was anything but civilised. and this wasn’t the first time either. his tears staining his cheeks and his face flustered, a light shade of pink, his hair sticking to his forehead and his arms shaking as he looks down at you in embarrassment.

“oh, sweetheart.” you whisper gently, pulling him inside and into a hug, slowly he wraps his arms around your waist as his sobs begin to deepen, his heart rate increasing rapidly as his body racks with his cries. he leans down, burrying his face into your neck, sniffling so he doesn’t end up leaving snot all in your hair- not that you care, him being your main priority.

“you wanna’ talk about it?” you coax, your voice soft. he shakes his head, his grip on your waist tightening. you lift your hand, intertwining your fingers in his locks, stroking his head gently, soothing his desperate cries.

“that’s okay, your okay. let it all out…my sweet baby, i’m here for you. and i always will be, you know that right? i’m never leaving you, no matter what. we always stick together, you hear me, baby boy? always.”

Rafe pissing on reader/in her mouth.

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here is the link!

Nothing is off limits? For real nothing?

scat is literally my only exception, all other kinks are welcome in my books😚 don’t be shy!!🫶🏻