You Cant. Hes Always There. Not To Mention If You Have A Mans Or A Thing W A Lad And You Take Him Home

You can’t. He’s always there. Not to mention if you have a mans or a thing w a lad and you take him home to see this 💀

Fuck yes.

I need to get one.

…it’s as I feared nearly a month ago…..It’s time to say goodbye to drew everyone 💀

i’m getting kicked out the theatre forreallll…

This convo right here. Gang we all have to get ready for the apocalypse of new silly new drew stans who aren’t even gunna appreciate his other roles like those dumb fucks on tiktok, who kept demanding that his niece was actually his kid, and also arguing that the fake obx s4 trailer used a clip of Zach Mclaren in it were saying it was Drew’s new hair for the new season 💀 🥱

well 😭😭😭😭 the amount of fans he’s gonna gain after “Queer” … oh i’m not ready !!! but that tweet actually sent me so bad kdjfjdhfhdjdj

THANKYOU MY QUEEN THIS WAS SO GOOD. WHEN RAFE SAID WHAT HE SAID BEFORE SHE WAS GUNNA LEAVE FOR LUNCH- LORD MY JAW DROPPED. my lord this was good. Gang yall have to give this a go🙏🙏🙏🤍🤍🤍

Give us some drama baby cakes. Reader cheats on Rafe w JJ and Rafe finding out would be the shit sis🤞🤞

no big deal,right?…right?- r.c and jj 🎀

where r has a drunken mistake with an old friend and rafe finds out

cw: drinking, swearing, drugs, cheating, allusions to sex

rafe was away for business again and instead of moping around you decided to have a little fun. it had been while since you had gone out without rafe constantly looming over you shoulder and scaring off any guy who would even look in the general direction of you. don’t get me wrong you loved rafe, how couldnt you? he provided for you, financially but also emotionally. rafe wasn’t the big bad guy everyone saw him as, at home when it was just the two of you, he was sweet, doting and constantly reassuring you that you were the only one for him. some saw his protectiveness over you as suffocating but you knew what it was. true love. still that doesn’t mean you don’t want to go out without your boyfriend having a dominating arm around your shoulders the whole night. now he was away, you saw this as the perfect opportunity to do just that. you was wearing a short, white, ruffled mini skirt with a gorgeous baby pink halter neck that showed off your boobs perfectly, finished off with some white sandals and some of the finest jewellery you owned. you heard through the grapevine that there was going to be a party down at the boneyard. and where there were free drinks, there you would be.

you stood around awkward with a plastic cup full of beer in your hands, normally rafe would parade you around showing you off to all his friends and you would be able to make small talk easily with them. but with no rafe to introduce you to people, you were starting to feel kind of lonely. you made your way over to sit on a log near the fire, hoping that people would see you were alone and make conversation with you. as you circled the rim of your cup with your freshly done nails, someone sat next to and said, “what’s a pretty girl like you doing alone?” usually you would be disgusted with some boy saying something like this to you but as you turn to say some remark back, you’re face to face with a familiar blonde. “jj!” you exclaimed, bringing him into a hug, happy to have found a friend. well not really a friend anymore.

you used to be a pogue before your dads business finally took off and the kook prince claimed you as his. you used to get up to mischief with jj, pope, john b and kie. but especially with jj. you hadn’t put labels on anything and the others didn’t know but whenever either of you got needy or had a dry spell, you and jj would hook up. it was purely, no strings attached and it worked for the both of you until rafe made you promise to stay away from, in his words, “those dirty pogues” and being the good dutiful girlfriend you are, you obeyed. you cut off all contact with your friends, not messaging them, well occasionally messaging kie when she dm’ed you every now and then to ask how you’re doing. they didn’t resent you for it, but it made their hatred for rafe only increase. but you knew they always had open arms for whenever you wanted to come back.

“how have you been?” you asked, desperate to catch up with your best friend. throughout the night, you and jj caught up and he brought you over to the others, them all bringing you into a massive bear hug and making you tell them all you have been up to recently. as the night progressed and you got even more drunk, pope and kie had gone off in their own conversation and jj had gone off to talk to some girl from the island, proper jj style. you felt so happy to finally be back with your friends, the people you truly felt comfortable around. rafe made you hang out with topper and kelce, you thought they were nice and they welcomed you into their friend group quickly but it was never the same as hanging out with pogues. your found family. feeling reminiscent, you stared off into distance watching waves lap onto the shore gently. john b being the caring person he is noticed and wrapped his arm around your shoulder giving it a gentle squeeze, “what’s on your mind pup?” he asked. you didn’t want to tell him about how you feel with rafe and his friends and that you don’t feel yourself around them because you knew how the pogues felt about the kooks, and if you told john b now you would never hear the end of it. how rafe is too controlling. how you shouldn’t have to cut off all your friends just because some stupid boy told you. how rafe made your life a living hell for the majority of it and now he’s suddenly in love with you. so instead you decided to say, “yeah could really do with a joint right now” which wasn’t the biggest lie ever, rafe had made you quit all that saying it would fuck up your body, yet every night he would get through a little white baggy. john b reminded you that you knew where they kept a stash in the twinkie and that you’re always welcome to help yourself to some.

making your way to the twinkie, you couldn’t tell if it was the seventh vodka cranberry you had or just from trying to walk on the uneven sand in your sandals but you were stumbling over your own feet and your head was spinning. you were sitting in the twinkie rolling a joint when the door slid open and the blonde from earlier slipped into the free space next to you, “care to share, m’ lady?” he asked as you lit it up taking the first drag passing it to him as you exhaled, “of corse, fine sir” god had you missed the way the banter would flow so easily between you and jj and your friends, it seemed that around rafes friends you were always carefully deciding what to say not wanting to offend any of them or create a scene or embarrass rafe. however you couldn’t deny how tense the atmosphere got as he sat closer to you. what could go wrong having ex friends with benefits in a close, remote space? its no big deal, right?… right?taking the last drag of the blunt, you asked with heavy eyes, “so what happened to the lucky lady you were with earlier?he just dismissed it by shrugging his shoulders. but you persisted, “no seriously, what happened jj? are girls finally seeing you for the playboy you are? not falling for your tricks anymore” you teased letting out a little giggle. “acting as if you didn’t fall for them” he attempted to joke but it came out more serious and spiteful. you stopped laughing and looked to the floor of the van, “come on jj, that was a long time ago, i’m with rafe now.” sensing the tense atmosphere you tried to change the conversation but jj interrupted you. he leaned closer to you, foreheads nearly touching, exchanging oxygen, “don’t you miss this pooch, me and you? the fun we had?” you looked away from him but he grabbed your jaw and forced you back into the original position you were in, face to face, “answer me.” as quite as a mouse you repeated, “i’m with rafe now” you didn’t want to admit you had miss the little rendezvous you had with jj, you know it’s different the situationship with jj and the relationship with rafe. but during the middle of the night, you couldn’t help but miss how well jj knew your body and afterwards could go back to being best friends. with rafe you couldn’t even crack a joke without it turning into a full blown argument nine out of ten times. jj just rolled his eyes at your response, pushing away from you, “fuck rafe. come on baby, you and me one more night” and before you knew it, you craved, you like to think it was the alcohol or weed in your system, or maybe you really did just miss jjs touch, but you lunged forward locking your lips with jjs plush pink ones. you straddled his lap as you groaned at the euphoric feeling of him kissing down your neck. “take these off for me baby girl” he plucked at the straps of your top and you seductively dropped it to the floor. jj groaned “fuck, you don’t know what you to do me cupcake” and went back to his assault on your neck moving down to your boobs. the windows of the twinkie started to steam up as you and jj went further with you little adventure.

coming down down from your high, jj never failed to get you to, you got hit with regret. you shot up and started chucking your clothes back on and running your hairs through your hair trying to get rid of any indication of what just happened. “jj this was a bad bad idea. promise me you will never speak to anyone about this, please? this should’ve never happened, i love rafe” but jj just scoffed “sure, you ‘love’ him” you didn’t find jj funny and you snapped back “jj please! you don’t know shit. just promise me you won’t tell anyone about this” “okay, yeah, sure whatever. i promise” he held out his pinky finger mockingly but you didn’t accept and you just rushed out of the twinkie.

youd probably only been walking for a total of ten seconds when topper approached you, “yo girl, surprised to see you here!” he exclaimed clearly drunk, “thought rafe was away?” he asked slightly glancing back to the twinkie with windows still fogged up. fuck. your head ran with a million thoughts. does he know what just happened? did he see you go in with jj? who else saw? will he tell rafe? has he already told rafe? not wanting to raise further suspicion you tried your best to keep it cool, “yeah he is, thought i’d still go out have some fun though, it’s a bit boring here. i don’t know anyone” hopefully he would be convinced and forget about what he saw. “well you have me now, know rafe would kill me if he knew i let his girl be alone while drunk” for the rest of the night you spent it with topper and his other mates, feeling a lot better because you were now sure topper doesn’t know what went down and maybe the two other drinks helped as well. top called you two an uber and let you sleep at his while he slept on the couch, having piece of mind you were safe and knowing how your parents could be when you get too drunk. the next morning you made you and him breakfast but classic topper he was still sound asleep, so you wrote out a little note “thank you top, see you at the country club with rafe today” you ate your meal and made your way back to tannyhill, it was only a ten minute walk so it didn’t take long at all.

when you got back home you showered off your hangover and started to doll yourself up. rafe would be home in a few hours and you wanted to be the perfect girlfriend for when he arrived. in your mind, what happened with jj was still replaying and you felt heavy with guilt. but rafe would never have to know and it would all be fine. while telling yourself this over and over again, you blow dried and curled your hair, lotioned your whole body, applied the perfect amount of makeup and put back on the necklace with the ‘r’ pendent on. you knew rafe wouldn’t be able to resist you when he got back in.

as he stepped through the door and dropped his bags, you leapt into his arms squealing, “rafey!” you expected him to litter kisses all over your face and tell you how you’re looking like an angel, but all he done was place a half-hearted kiss on the side of your head, placed you to the side and muttered, “ ‘m tired, gotta do more work” and made his way to his office. you followed him while whining, “but you’ve been away for so long” dragging out the “so”. usually rafe would fall into your siren trap but today he snapped, he turned around, towering over you, “stop bein’ a fucking brat. told you i’ve got work to do” you froze. why was he acting like this? tears threatened to spill from your eyes, your lip quivered and you slipped into your bedroom. rafe had never not payed you attention like he’s doing right now, what’s got into him? you passed it off as him just being stressed out from work and the long flight, but he didn’t even end up inviting you to the country club with him. you felt left out and neglected that he didn’t bring you with him, even if you did complain the whole time about being bored. you felt as if he didn’t want you around at all. that night, you two laid in bed and he let you cling to his arm as you watched a tv show, but before even warning you he abruptly turned onto his side and turned off the light, you were left there speechless, you couldn’t believe his behaviour today.

what really pushed you over the edge was when you went downstairs about to head out for lunch with your girls and rafes deep voice muttered, “who you dressing up like a slut for now?” before turning around you rolled your eyes knowing that if rafe saw that he would lose his shit. you thought you were lost for words before you turned around but as you spun on your heel, you were met with buzz cut rafe. “what?” you were in disbelief from his comment and his new hair, “rafe your hair?” he just scoffed, as if you were the one in the wrong here! “don’t act stupid now princess? who are you meeting?” your eyes were wide with shock, you couldn’t focus on his questions with this new look on him, “rafe why didn’t you tell me you were gonna cut your hair?” he menacingly stepped closer to you until your back was pressed against the kitchen island, “i’m not gonna ask again, where are you going?” your heart dropped with realisation. oh. my. god. did he know about jj? is this what this is about. is this why he’s been acting off with you since he got home? but perhaps he didn’t know. maybe he just has a bad deal at work when he was away and he’s still tense. so you acted innocent, “baby i don’t know what you’re on about, jus’ wanna know why you cut your hair?” your feigned innocent weeped out of you, giving him those deer eyes he couldn’t resist. but just like you he didn’t back down either, “you know exactly what i’m on about” he leaned into you. “baby i really do-” you tried to get another word in but he took a step back and roared, “you know exactly what i’m talking about!” you were scared and tears rolled down your blushed cheeks, you were scared of rafes behaviour and the fear of him catching you out on your little secret. “topper told me everything. how he saw you and your little pogue boyfriend sneak into a dirty van and how you came out later all flushed” you wanted to be sick, rafe was never meant to find out, you were sure topper didn’t see. how could you be so careless. much calmer now after seeing your glossy eyes rafe asked, “i thought i told you to stay away from them?” you let out a heavy sob and clung yourself to him, wrapping your arms around his waist, “i’m so sorry rafey… i was bored without you and i wanted to- to go out and i went to a party… and i had too many drinks and - and jj found me and were started talking and he convinced me it was a good idea- i saw topper after and i didn’t think he saw anything… i swear, swear i was gonna tell you- i’m so sorry” you let it all out. rafe wrapped his arms around you embracing you in a hug. he lightly smirked knowing those pogues haven’t got anything on him and knowing you’ll never leave him and find anyone better than him. he whispered into your hair, while devising a plan on how to get back on jj, “it’s okay baby, gonna make it up to me yeah?” you gently nodded your head against his chest letting out a final sniffle.

💔😭🙏🙏

stepbro rafe being there when the baby was born but not being able to do anything that a father would bc the family is also in the room

(This is a little angsty, poor Rafe. 😭)

Rafe found himself in a surreal experience as your labor progressed. His mind was racing in a thousand different directions as he tried to keep things light, which was incredibly difficult for him. Sitting in the waiting room with Ward, he couldn't help but feel a mix of emotions. Your mother and Sarah were the only ones in the labor and delivery room with you, and Rafe felt a sense of helplessness. He had to put on a facade of nonchalance, pretending to be engrossed in his phone to distract himself. The impending arrival of his baby weighed heavily on him, and he couldn't shake the feeling of missing out due to the complicated situation the two of you were in.

Rafe hesitated before entering the room, trailing behind Wheeize and his father. He tried to keep his excitement in check as he joined them, stealing glances at the newborn baby who was now in the room and who was his own.

His eyes landed on you, your face still effortlessly beautiful even after going through labor and giving birth. He could tell you were exhausted, but also there was a hint of sadness in those usual sparkly orbs. You knew it was because of the situation, him not being there for you at all throughout your labor. But, what else was he supposed to do?

It wasn’t until he saw his daughter for the first time, Rafe experienced a whole new set of emotions. He hoped no one noticed him staring at the baby who was currently in Wheezie’s arms as her and Sarah gushed out how cute she was. She looked like a doll, that Rafe almost didn’t want to ever get near in afraid of breaking her. At the same time, he also wanted to protect her from everything.

The fact he couldn’t be a father in that room with everyone around was killing him inside. Rafe normally would not give a fuck about his emotions, pushing them down for anger or doing something reckless. His daughter being born now, had him wanting to become a whole new man for not only you but his baby girl. No matter how unhinged he may have been, or how messed up it was that he had gotten his step-sister knocked up, he was determined to be the father Ward Cameron never was to him.

these bots absolutely rip it sometimes they made him “giggle” and “majestically lick his lips” gen up I swear on my nans life. It was the scariest thing I had ever seen In my life.

Someone needs to make as accurate one as possible I beg 🙏🙏

“EVEN WHEN YOU LOOK LIKE A DROWNED RAT” RAFE PLZ 😭💀